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After a four-year stint in the Army, I declined Uncle Sam’s invitation to make it a career and returned home to my family and friends. We celebrated my homecoming with a back-yard barbecue attended by the entire family and a few old friends. My mother and father were there, of course, as were my two younger twin sisters Molly and Holly and my younger brother Jack. My beautiful sister Molly was a bartender and Holly was a student in her first year of college. They shared an apartment a short distance away. Jack still lived at home and worked in my father’s hardware store.

I couldn’t keep my eyes off of my sisters. They had been beautiful when I left home, but they had truly bloomed in my absence. Although not identical twins, they looked very much alike. Both were a little over five feet tall and their curvaceous bodies weighed hardly more than a hundred pounds. Molly’s lovely face was framed by a wreath of short, curly blonde hair. Holly’s blonde hair was long and straight. She caught me staring at her and flashed what I took as a flirtatious wink.

I quickly adjusted to my new life. Like my brother Jack, I went to work in my father’s hardware store. Jack and I had big plans for opening a lumberyard next to the store. He and I had always been good friends. Many brothers squabble and even come to blows, but we had never had a fight. One evening after closing the store, we stopped off at Dave’s Tavern for a few cool ones. It was there that Jack made a shocking confession.

Jack was usually a light drinker, but that night he was putting them away. He said that he was celebrating the bank’s approval of our loan for the lumberyard, but I suspected it was something else. After watching a few innings of baseball and shooting some pool, we took a table and ordered burgers. “I’ve got to get something off my chest,” he said. “You have to promise me that you will stay calm until you’ve heard the whole story.” I promised. “I’ve been banging Molly and Holly,” he said. I nearly fell to the floor! I thought I had misunderstood and asked him to repeat himself. “I’ve been screwing our sisters.”

If we hadn’t been in a public place, I probably would have knocked him on his ass. I had always been very protective of my sisters and wouldn’t stand for anyone harming them. Now my brother was telling me that he was fucking them. “You’re joking, aren’t you?” I asked.

“I’m not joking, Danny. I didn’t seduce them – they seduced me.” There was a pause in the conversation as the waitress served our food. “Molly walked in on me while I was jacking off in the shower. When she saw how big my cock was she said she wanted to give me a hand. I was mortified and told her to get out. She told Holly what happened and they teased me without mercy. They flashed their tits and asses at me every chance they got. They made it very clear that they wanted me to fuck them.”

I could hardly believe my ears. He wasn’t kidding. He had really done it! “They called me one day at the store and said they had blown a fuse at their apartment and didn’t have electricity. I grabbed some fuses and went over to fix it. When I got there, they called me into the bedroom. I went in and found them sucking on each other’s pussies sixty-nine style. No healthy man in his right mind is going to walk out of a lezzie show. They told me I could watch, so I pulled up a chair. They saw giresun escort the bulge in my pants and told me I could masturbate if I wanted to. I took my cock out and the next thing I knew they were on their knees sucking it. They went back and forth until I shot my load in their mouths. I figured as long as we had gone that far, I might as well fuck them, too. I did them both, and, man, it was great!”

My initial anger had been replaced by a burning desire to know more. “They are going to want you, too,” he said. “I told them you’re hung even better than me.” By that time I had a throbbing hard-on. “Does anybody else know?” I asked. “No. Just you, and you can’t tell anybody.”

“Well, I guess if you want to continue your sexual relationship with them, there isn’t much that I can do about it. I’m not going to get involved, though. I’m not sure that I could fuck them even if I wanted to.”

“Oh, come on. Are you telling me that you have never thought about fucking them? That’s a load of crap. I jacked off hundreds of times while thinking about it. Now most of the things I did to them in my head, I’ve really done to them. I’ve even fucked their asses! Believe me, once you see them naked and rubbing up against each other, you won’t have a problem getting it up.”

I could hardly think of anything else for days after Jack’s confession. At night when I lay in bed twirling my baton, I tried to visualize Jack sandwiched between my beautiful sisters. The prick-teasing started immediately. One Saturday afternoon I was mowing the yard wearing only a pair of brief shorts. When I saw the impish grin on Molly’s face as her car pulled into the driveway, I knew I was in for some serious teasing. As she walked toward me, she swung her hips to and fro like a street-walking whore. She walked right up to me and said, “I just love a hot, sweaty man. Why don’t we go in the garage and have a little fun?” Then she brazenly lifted her shirt to expose the finest pair of tits that I had ever seen and rubbed them against my hairy chest.

Jack came out of the house with a can of beer in each hand. “Hi, Jack, honey,” Molly said. “Seeing your big brother dressed in hardly anything has made me real horny. Want to go in the garage and play?” Jack handed me a beer and then they walked hand-in-hand toward the garage. I went back to mowing the grass, but Molly’s behavior had so distracted me that I could not concentrate and was in danger of losing a toe. The idea of my brother and sister fucking just a few feet away really blew my mind. I had to get a look. Then I remembered the small window above my father’s workbench at the rear of the garage.

I left the lawnmower running so they would think I was still cutting grass and made my way to the back of the garage. I slipped into the tall bushes and worked my way through them to the window. I spit on my fingers and made a little peephole through the layer of dust. They were fucking like two animals. She was bent over a table with her shorts around her ankles and he was fucking her from behind, slamming into her so hard that I could hear his belly slap against her beautiful ass. Each time he rammed her, her sweet cheeks jiggled as though they were filled with Jello. I freed my swollen cock from my pants and began to administer first aid.

Jack yalova escort was fucking Molly so hard that each thrust drove her up onto her tiptoes. When her bestial howls became so loud that they could be heard above the hum of the lawnmower, he handed her a leather work glove to bite down on. Molly came hard. She clawed at the table and tossed her hair from side to side. Then she suddenly went limp and Jack had to grab her hips to hold her up. He pulled his cock out and stepped back as she spun around and fell to her knees. Their timing was almost perfect. Before he could get his cock in her mouth, his first spurt splashed against her flushed cheek. Jack tilted his head back and bared his white teeth as he shot his load into his sister’s hard-sucking mouth. I jacked my load onto the wall.

I stuffed my twitching cock back in my pants and rushed back to the mower. Molly and Jack came out of the garage with big grins on their faces. The freshly-fucked slut came straight to me and pointed at the gob of cum on her cheek. “Do you know what that is?” she asked. I ignored her and continued mowing the grass. My half-hard cock made a big bulge in my pants, but if she noticed, she didn’t say anything.

Holly and Molly were relentless in their attempts to seduce me. I began to understand why my brother had finally given in to the saucy sirens. They flashed their beautiful tits and asses at every opportunity. Jack also attempted to recruit me into their little sex club. One of his favorite ploys was to tell me in detail about some new perversion the three of them had cooked up. For example, he once said, “They pressed their boobs together and I banged between the four of them.” I tried not to listen but I couldn’t help myself. One Friday as we were closing up the store, Jack said, “I’m going over to have some fun with the girls tonight. Why don’t you come along.” As always, I declined the offer.

That night I lay on my bed stroking my cock as I watched a porno tape featuring a man and two women. “Jack is probably doing some of the same things to Holly and Molly,” I thought. “Why should I lay here like a big loser and jack off when two beautiful women want to fuck me. I’ll just pretend they aren’t my sisters and give it to them.”

Ten minutes later I had my finger on their doorbell. “Who is it?” Molly’s dulcet voice drifted through the door. “It’s Danny,” I answered. The door swung open and my beautiful sister stood naked before me with a broad grin on her face. “You’re just in time. Jack just shot his load prematurely and I’m desperate for a real cock instead of a strap-on.” Jack and Holly were stretched out naked on the bed. Jack had cum so recently that his big cock was still oozing and twitching. Holly had a big dildo strapped to her belly and was apparently getting ready to finish what Jack started. As I began undressing, Molly pointed out Jack’s cum running down her thighs. Holly promptly crawled between her legs and licked it up, then she stuck her tongue right into her sister’s freshly-fucked quim and scooped out more.

As Holly sucked her pussy, Molly watched me undress. “Wow, you’re even bigger than Jack,” she said, as my hard cock came into view. Holly made way for me and I mounted my horny sister. Holly giggled as she grabbed my cock and planted it squarely in her yozgat escort sister’s cunt. One shove and we were incestuously mated. Her warm snatch was slick with Jack’s juice and her own. Molly promptly locked her legs around mine and grabbed my ass. “The Army really made a man out of you,” she hissed. “Now give it to me good and hard.”

I turned my head and watched Holly sucking Jack’s cock to get it back up. She looked delightfully slutty as her head bobbed and twisted on his pole. Before it was fully hard, she straddled him and impaled herself while Molly held it up for her. Jack was content to remain on his back sucking her fruity tits for awhile but he obviously preferred to be on top. Without disengaging his cock, he rolled her onto her back.

Jack and I matched each other stroke-for-stroke. The girls soon began to huff and puff as our cocks sawed away at their pussies. Their moans and groans grew louder by the minute. Jack clamped a hand over Holly’s mouth to shut her up. Molly gagged herself by chomping down on a pillow. She was bucking so hard that the only thing keeping me in the saddle was her legs clamped around my waist. “OH, FUCK, I’M CUMMING!” Jack cursed. It couldn’t have come at a better time. His partner’s feet straightened out and pointed at the ceiling as orgasmic spasms rippled up her legs. Molly’s cunt Kegeled my cock as an orgasm shook her petite body. I shot what felt like a pint of cum into her.

My first terrifying thought as I rolled free was that I might have impregnated my sister. I was very relieved when she said that she and Holly were both on the pill. After a rest and some very skillful cock-sucking to polish our erections, I fucked Holly and found that she was every bit as lively as her sister. I had never been with a woman who came as easily as they did.

For several months, the four of us had sex together in various combinations of threesomes and foursomes. One night while having a threesome with my sisters, Holly said something that shocked me to the core. I had just given her a string of fuck-orgasms when she gasped, “My God, you fuck even better than Daddy.” I couldn’t believe my ears and asked her to repeat it. Realizing that she had committed a faux pas, she refused to say more. I decided not to tell Jack about the incident.

One Saturday night we were having a hot foursome and I was fucking Holly and Jack was fucking Molly. We had just finished and were on our backs gasping for air when the doorbell rang. Molly went to answer it. “Hi, Daddy,” she said. “Come on in and join the party.” Jack and I bolted upright and looked at each other through wide eyes. I felt woozy as the blood drained from my head. Before I could react, Dad was standing in the doorway with a grin on his handsome face. “I figured since we all knew what has been going on that we might as well get everything out in the open,” he said.

Dad casually removed his clothes and mounted Holly. The impatient slut grabbed his big cock and stuffed it into her pussy. His grin widened as he pumped in and out of her. “Whoever slopped you up did a good job,” he said. “That was me, Dad,” I said. Dad really knew how to use his cock. He varied the angle, depth and rhythm of the thrusts so that she never knew what was coming next. “Oh, Daddy, you are such a wonderful fucker,” she moaned. “OH, YES, THAT’S IT, DADDY, DON’T STOP, PLEASE DON’T STOP, UHU..UHU..UHU..I’M CUMMING!” Dad continued fucking until she had a second orgasm, then he mounted Molly and gave her the same treatment. The five of us sucked and fucked until our cocks wouldn’t get hard. In spite of his age, Dad kept up with Jack and I. I learned a lot about sex by watching him in action. I’m still learning.

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London, June 2, 1928

Isabella rolls her eyes as the man on top of her thrust hard for the last time as he found his release. She felt his hot, sticky seed filling her pussy. The man lay heavily on her, seeming not to notice the young woman growing bored under him. Isabella pushed against his chest and breathes deeply when he finally rolls to the side, smirking to himself.

“I’ve had better,” he said and reaches for the bottle of gin on the beautiful mahogany bedside table. The man leant back against the red velvet headboard and gazes at the room; it’s extremely grand. Though every room in the underground mansion is the same; grand, ancient and if the Vampire’s wish it…inescapable.

The bed in which he has just enjoyed Isabella is also ornately carved mahogany; the sides of the bed depict scenes of naked women dancing suggestively with mythical creatures. The sheets are deep red silk, embroidered with golden suns. The rest of room follows the same theme; blood red velvet curtains, tied open with golden ropes. A large erotically carved wardrobe stands against the wall, as a beautiful dressing table on which are numerous coloured glass bottles of perfume and scent. Painted portraits of previous owners of the room crowd the walls; every one of the women is stunningly beautiful, raven haired or golden it makes no difference…All have the same piercing gaze and the slightly glazed look of one who has lost the will to fight.

Isabella sits up slowly and looks at the man, aware of the tacky feeling on her thighs as she slips out of the bed, “Well chose someone else next time. I have four sisters.” The young woman pulls on a soft velvet dressing gown and pulls her mass of soft dark curls out so they fall gently down her back. “I’d rather you chose someone else, your cock is pitiful!”

The man coughs and sprays gin all over himself and the bed, “You what-”

However, Isabella has already swept across the room and walks out of the room, leaving her client alone. Within moments a young man grabs her wrist and glares, “Isabella!” He looks strikingly similar to Isabella with the same dark hair, piercing green eyes and ivory skin, though he has a malevolent air about him that Isabella lacks, unless provoked, “What have I told you about insulting the clients? He paid a large sum of money to fuck you and expects to be treated with respect!”

“No, he expects me to act like his cock is amazing. No doubt you saw, it was tiny and I barely felt it, Dorian!” Isabella wrenches free of his grasp, her hand goes to his throat and within half a second he is pinned to the wall. Isabella’s fangs extend and her eyes darken in anger, “My dear brother, you are a strange Vampire…Watching your sisters fuck humans,” her hand finds Dorian’s half erect cock under his beautifully tailored pants and rubs, “Do you like that?” She releases her grip on his neck.

Dorian smirks and strokes her cheek, “Ah my dear little sister…You’ve a skilled hand. So tell me sweet sister, why did the man say he’d had better?” Dorian feels his cock harden slowly under Isabella’s skilled rubbing. The young Vampire looks around to check they are alone in the corridor; the mansion is as quiet as the grave…

His sister shrugs, “Sophia glamours them into thinking she is a virgin, nearly every time. Human males seem to like the idea of being the first to explore…unchartered territory,” Isabella laughs, “Strange beings…I much prefer a mature woman.” She winks and kisses his throat, her fangs just grazing the skin.

Dorian rests his head against the wall and moans softly as her Tongue strokes over his skin, “Yes, I know of you appetites in the bedroom. Do not forget that I was the one who took your own virginity when you came of age.” He reaches out and pulls open her robe, baring her breasts to his lustful eyes. Dorian moves like lighting so Isabella is pinned to the wall rather than himself, his hands go at once to her breasts, “Your breasts were small then…but no less,” Dorian’s mouth seals around a hard nipple and sucks briefly before he answers, “delicious. If I remember rightly…I made you come by doing this,” the young Vampire Lord sinks his sharp, snow white fangs into his sister’s breast and drinks deeply. Rivulets of blood run down Isabella’s toned stomach.

The young woman moans and cradles her brother’s head as he drinks deeply, “Oh…Dorian, ah!” She smiles to herself and closes her eyes, giving herself over to the pleasure that is building between her legs, pleasure which is coming directly from her brother’s fangs. Isabella feels her brother’s tongue sweep across the bite marks, healing the wounds at once before he pulls back and kisses her deeply; the taste of her blood on his lips is the last straw…Isabella moans and comes hard; her fragrant juices soak the soft curls between her legs.

Dorian grins and kisses her deeply before whispering against her lips, “I want you…Now,” he lifts his sister up, supporting her with his hands under her thighs, “wraps your legs around me,” he demands. Isabella obeys without hesitation; her lust for her elder brother tekirdağ escort has to be sated. Dorian supports her with ease and quickly unlaces his breeches and frees his considerable length, “Now…sweet sister, what shall I do with this?” He smirks and gestures to his cock, now firmly held in his graceful hand.

Isabella, though far from being an innocent and being unable to blush due to her lack of humanity, feels warmth spread to her face and knows that had she been human, she would have blushed like a nun, “Please brother…fuck me hard! I’m your good little whore, Dorian. Fuck. Me.” She makes sure to put stress on the final words, letting her brother know that if he isn’t buried inside her in the next three seconds she will go mad from lust and desire.

Her brother gives her what she wants and thrusts forward, burying himself to the hilt in her exquisitely tight pussy, “Ah…My god sister, I do believe you’ve grown tighter!” Dorian groans and pulls back before thrusting deeply once more, a smirk forms on his blood stained lips, “You. Are. Mine. Sweet Sister.” He punctuates each word with a hard and sharp thrust, each of which makes Isabella cry out in pleasure.

“Oh, Bella…Can you not keep your activities to you room,” a voice mutters from behind Dorian. Isabella opens her eyes and glances behind her brother’s handsome head to see her elder sister, Katherine, who like her sisters is beautiful and ruthlessly cunning. However, Katherine is the only one of the sisters who did not go along with Dorian’s pursuit of pleasure. The others, Sophia, Amelia and Isabella succumbed to his charms and were quickly intoxicated then drawn into Dorian’s depraved world. Perhaps Katherine avoided this fate because, unlike her sisters, she was older than Dorian and by the time the young Lord had begun to realise his own charm, she had already become infatuated with another woman and had no desire to bed her younger brother for his pleasure. Katherine shakes her head and sighs, “Now I remember why I do not visit the main estate often! Honestly, fucking your brother in the corridors! Have you no shame?”

Isabella smirks and moans as Dorian pulls out of her before adjusting himself. He turns and gives a small bow to Katherine, “Sister, how rarely you visit…How was I to know you were coming? If I had known, of course I would have made sure our delightful younger sister was…” he pauses, as if considering his choice of words, “decent and completely clothed.” Dorian glances back at Isabella and watches as she pulls her robe around her.

Katherine sighs, “Do not patronise me, Dorian. I know perfectly well you and my beloved sisters are completely absorbed in your own decadent behaviour but I hope it has not escaped your memory that the ball is being held in a few hours’ time?”

It’s only then that Isabella takes note of what her elder sister is wearing…A deep blue ball gown, cut to fit tightly at the waist with the full skirt falling elegantly to the floor, the bodice is tight and gives her a stunning cleavage, the sleeves of the gown are snug and go to her shoulders. A string of pearls graces Katherine’s swan like neck and a diamond bracelets gleams at her wrist.

Isabella laughs softly, “Oh dear…Katherine, blue does so suit you! You nearly outrank our Lady mother for beauty. As I recall…Blue was her favourite colour also. I much prefer red…I believe it’s the only colour a Vampire can wear with honesty.” The younger woman turns her back on her sister then kisses her brother deeply, their tongues dancing before Isabella smiles and takes her leave.

Dorian watches her go, his eyes following her hungrily…He almost takes a step to go after her, keen to finish what he started but he manages to stop himself, “So Katherine…Did you come to find me, merely to stop me reaching my pleasure with our angelic sister or was there a proper reason?” He runs his hand through her raven hair and fixes his emerald eyes upon his elder sister’s face; Dorian has always found Katherine mildly intimidating…She was never enchanted by him and always looked at him with contempt.

The eldest sibling shakes her head and sighs, “Honestly Dorian, does this life satisfy you, really and truly?” Katherine watches her younger brother, her eyes shining with distain, “Do you plan to spend your immortal life…fucking your sisters, humans and god knows what else, drinking those vile human drinks and wasting your time?”

The young lord shrugs, “For now I have no plans to change,” he moves closer to Katherine and runs his fingers across her cleavage, “Are you jealous…is that it? Regretting that you never gave into me when I came to your room and slipped my hand under your nightgown?” Dorian smirks and looks into her eyes, lust evidently gleaming there.

Katherine glares and pushes him away with considerable strength, her hand shoots out and pins Dorian to the wall once more, though unlike when Isabella did it earlier…there is no hint of playfulness, “Touch me again, Dorian…And I’ll make sure you lose tokat escort not only the hand, but also something you value much more.” Her hand tightens briefly on his throat; her fangs gleaming in the candle light…As suddenly as it occurs Katherine releases her brother and sweeps off down the corridor to oversee the preparation for the ball.

Dorian watches her go then smirks and rubs his neck before going off to find his sister, Amelia, who is a two years older than Isabella at 23 years old. Although Dorian has always favoured his youngest sister over Amelia and Sophia…He has a soft spot for Amelia. She was the first of his sisters he fucked and the one he bedded most often in his early 20s. He wanders down the corridor and smirks as a young woman passes him, a human male who has obviously been glamoured as his eyes are glazed and unfocused, on her arm, “Alright Pearl?” Dorian calls over his shoulder as the half-dressed girl pulls the young man into a room.

The young Vampire giggles and calls, “Yes, Milord, just got this one to see to…Though I doubt he’ll even notice I’m fucking him! Sophia’s had this one more times than I can count and I dunno how much of him is left!”

Dorian laughs and keeps walking through the elegant hall walls of the mansion; every hallway is richly carpeted in red, the walls are panelled mahogany and display more painted portraits of long gone family members; most have dark hair, pale skin and green eyes though a handful have golden curls and grey eyes. He reaches Amelia’s bedroom door and stands listening, a smirk playing across his pouty lips; from inside the room he can hear soft sounds…Amelia is clearly enjoying a meal. The young Lord considers leaving her to it then shakes his head and grins, Dorian has never stopped to consider other people’s feelings and is not about to start. He pushes the door open and stands watching as his naked sister, his eyes lingering on the soft blonde curls that rest on her pillow , Amelia moans and arches her back…between her legs a young blonde man is drinking from a bite mark on Amelia’s inner thigh.

The blonde Vampire looks up and quickly wipes his mouth, “Sorry, my Lord, I…I thought we were alone.” The young man sits back on the bed and swallows.

Amelia sits up and glares playfully, “Do I have to remind you about a closed door in the mansion, dear brother?” She glances at the blonde man and smirks, “You can go…whatever your name is. My dear brother can finish me.” The young man slips off the bed and hurries from the room, still naked. Amelia watches him go then grins as Dorian crosses to the bed, pulls her to him and kisses her deeply.

“Ah…my beloved little sister, what am I to think?” Dorian pushes Amelia down onto the bed and smirks, “I find you giving blood to someone else?” He mimes heartbreak then pins her down as he gets on top of her, “I thought you were mine…” Dorian pulls the ties of his pants and frees his hard cock; the sight of Amelia giving blood to another made him rock hard. He cups Amelia’s face and smiles, “Ah…my beautiful sister…”

“Don’t you have to get ready for the ball? It is in Isabella’s honour,” Amelia grins and looks up at her brother, conscious of his cock being rubbed against her smooth pussy.

Dorian laughs, “We have time for some fun and besides…Isabella will keep herself amused until I arrive. I completely forgot about the ball, I was otherwise indisposed this morning and it escaped my mind. Katherine of course has not forgotten.” Although Amelia was the sister who Dorian went to most often in his early twenties, the sisters all knew that, if any of them had Dorian’s heart, it was Isabella. Though Katherine had always maintained that Dorian had no heart…but she also said the same of Isabella, so perhaps they were well suited to each other.

Amelia smirks, “Yes, I heard you this morning. Who was it? Isabella was busy with her clients, a human by the name of…Michael, I believe, and I know for a fact that Sophia was herself indisposed with a certain young gentlemen who was in my room not five moments ago. So, dear brother, do tell…Who were you with?” Amelia’s eyes are alight with mischief as she jokes softly, “My god…Katherine?!”

“Katherine, by the gods no!” Dorian laughs and leans down to kiss Amelia’s neck, his fangs grazing the skin softly, “No, our beloved older sister does not enjoy my favours and I doubt she ever will. Far too…what did mother call her? Toffee nosed? She considers it below herself to serve her brother or our human clients. They do love you girls,” Dorian grins and pulls himself up to look down at Amelia, “and we’re carrying on our father’s wish…the more human’s you girls attract to the mansion, the more ‘willing’ recruits we have to our numbers.”

“Hah! Yes, willing recruits, what a phrase! Lured first to bed then to the night,” Amelia pulls her brother’s lips to hers and kisses him deeply, “Now…fuck me before we have Isabella storming in and asking me to tie her corset! She seems to forget we have maids for such things.” trabzon escort

Two Hours Later

The massive party was not confined to the large ballroom as Katherine had originally planned; as soon as Isabella had seen the preparations and noticed that her sister had scaled down the ball considerably…She had set the servants to work and the result was that Isabella’s had had no less that nine rooms turned over to her party and the throng of guests. The rooms she had taken over included the main ballroom, the smaller hall which was normally used for dinner, three reception rooms, the library, Dorian’s large elegantly study and several bedrooms.

After directing this into operation, Isabella had swept passed her sister with a call of, “I’m off to dress!” and disappeared into her room, leaving Katherine to deal with the early arriving guests and the disgruntled servants.

Isabella stands at the top of the marble stair case, leaning casually on the banister and watching guests arrive, every now and again she makes comments to her maid, Anne, “Oh god, Lady Elizabeth…Will you look at her Anne? What is she wearing! She is far too told to be wearing gold silk,” Isabella smirks and tosses her dark curls, her eyes glittering. The young Lady herself is wearing a stunning gown in crimson and black; a tight corset with black lacing at the back then a full skirt. Her arms and shoulders are bare, showing off her soft ivory skin. A ruby choker shines at her throat and glints as she moves to watch another guest arrive, “Who’s that?” Isabella points to a dark haired young man, evidently a vampire as the only humans at the party are the pets of various Lords and Ladies and they are dressed simply…This young man is dressed elegantly and looks quite the young Lord.

Anne moves closer to her Mistress and watches the young man before smiling, “That is Lord Damien’s youngest son. I think his name is Gregory and he’s 23 years old. He’s unmarried and has no children,” Anne smiles again and watches her Mistress’s eyes which are following Gregory’s movements as he bows to Dorian and kisses her sisters by the hand.

“Hmm,” Isabella glances at Anne and smiles, “Well, I should really go and let my dear Dorian introduce me. If I’m honest, I would have rather celebrated my acceptance into the Vampire community by holding a private party with a few dozen humans and the odd aristocratic Vampire. Katherine did insist on inviting every Lord and Lady, as well as a dozen or so lower Vampires who have some connection with our family. I told her I didn’t want this,” Isabella gestures around to the crowds of people below, “but she was having none of it! That’s why I demanded more rooms; if she wants a big party…She should do the work.” The young Lady tosses her curls and walks to the staircase.

Her Ladies maid, Anne, hurries forward and calls in her soft, musical voice which is a stark difference to Isabella’s seductive voice yet it is still pleasing to the ears, “Lady Isabella Christina Black, beloved sister to Lord Dorian and Princess of House Black.” The crowd stop what they are doing and turn towards the staircase, all watching as Isabella descends the stairs; Anne follows close behind, ready to serve if she’s needed.

Dorian watches his sister, his eyes tracing the curves on her body, he smiles appreciatively at her tight corset before stepping forward and taking her hand, “Sister,” he kisses her cheek, knowing that not everyone in the room is aware of the…special relationship between the siblings and to be seen to show anything other than brotherly affection would be foolish. Dorian leads Isabella towards himself and holds out his free arm to gesture towards her, “Friends, tonight we come together to welcome the beautiful Isabella into our ranks. She has shown her devotion to the cause and has gained much experience. I am proud to call her my sister,” Dorian smiles and kisses her hand while everyone else toasts her by raising their glasses.

Isabella smiles graciously and bows her head as if she is shy before saying softly, in an innocent voice, “Thank you, brother. I could never have achieved it without the support of you, and my dear sisters.”

“Ah, she is so modest,” Dorian releases her hand and smiles at the crowd, “my friends, dance, drink and enjoy yourselves. My girls are at your disposal. All I ask is…that you keep the blood off carpets,” he laughs, “I just had them redone!”

Everyone laughs and some drift off towards the other rooms; however among the remaining Vampires who stand by the staircase are Gregory and his father, Lord Damien. Dorian turns to Lord Damien and smiles, “My Lord, how rare you visit us…Is your Lady wife here? I know my sister Katherine would love to see her again. They were close.”

Lord Damien takes a sip of blood from his goblet and inclines his head slightly, “Lady Anne is indisposed, she is with child and I do not want her exposed to,” Damien nods to the room opposite them where what seems to be an orgy is just beginning; naked Vampires and their human pets writhe and dance to the tune of lust. Lord Damien glances at his son then manages a forced smile, “I thank you for inviting us though. My son has often spoken of wishing to meet your…delightful sisters. I shall leave him to enjoy the party; I should be with my wife. As you will one day know, a Vampire pregnancy is dangerous to both mother and child; I wish to remain with my wife.”

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I turned 18 years old five days before I started my senior year of high school. It’s so hard being eighteen, but still living at home and being in high school. For example:

Last Thursday, I was sitting in the cafe at Borders’ sipping on my coffee and reading a book on 101 ways to give a blow job. I’ve found it’s a great place to meet more mature men. I’ve just gotten so tired of high school boys. So I told Daddy that I needed to get a book for school and off I went. I wore one of my almost ass-baring denim skirts, a baggy sweatshirt, and some flip flops. As soon as I got in the car, I ditched the sweatshirt. Underneath I had on a tight plunging v-neck that I thought nicely showcased my DD tits. Under my skirt I had on a lacy little pink thong that matched my bra from Victoria’s Secret. When I got to the parking lot, I switched my flip flops for a pair of “come fuck me” heels I’d hidden under the front seat.

I touched up my makeup, slid out of the car, and sashayed my ass into the store. As I browsed the books, trying to decide what to read that night, I was careful to bend just enough to show the bottom of my ass cheeks, but not my whole pussy to anybody walking by. I chose the book on blow jobs and a book of women’s erotica.

Next I went to the cafe and ordered a coffee and selected a seat with a good bursa escort view. It provided any “prospects” with whom I wanted to flirt a good view of me–all of me. Whenever a man of interest would sit down in my line of vision, I’d uncross my legs and open them just wide enough to give him a nice glimpse, before I crossed them again. Then I’d look up and make eye contact with him–my baby blues inviting him to drink in the whole package. Then, I’d lick my lips, or put my finger in my mouth and longingly suck it. Next I’d uncross my legs again, spreading them just enough so he could see that there was just a bit of lace and a string between him and my pussy. Finally, I’d lean forward a bit to “read,” letting my cleavage press against the confines of my shirt.

It usually didn’t take long for the guys to get a twitch in their pants. It was fun to watch. I felt sort of powerful…definitely sexy.

Things were pretty slow that night and I got absorbed in reading about how to tongue flick a man’s v-spot while stimulating his g-spot. I was getting pretty wet thinking about it and squirming in my seat, when all of the sudden there was a hand on my shoulder and a very familiar voice.

“Ali! What in the hell do you think you’re doing? I expected you home two hours ago! I thought you needed a book for school? You have some serious explaining çanakkale escort to do young lady…or should I say slut? Where’s your sweatshirt? You aren’t even clothed decently!”

It was my Daddy.

‘Shit, what was he doing here?’ I thought.

Meanwhile, I was trying to pull my skirt down as far as possible, but that was hopeless because every time I pulled it down, it left a gap between my shirt and skirt. “Get up! I’m taking you home.”

I got my purse and started for the door.

Daddy grabbed my arm, “Didn’t you forget something? You need to buy your books.”

“But Daddy, I was just reading them. I didn’t plan on…”

He never let me finish. “Shut up! I said you need to buy them. If you’re old enough to sit here spreading your legs for any man that comes along, you’re old enough to pay for your trash reading. Now go pay for your books, before I turn you over my knee right here and spank you.”

Daddy’s voice was very stern, yet there was an electricity in it that made me tingle despite my fear. I quickly looked at the price on the books and realized that the new mini skirt I’d had my eye on at Hollister would have to wait a couple more weeks. I was going to have just enough money to cover this purchase. I picked up the books and Daddy took me by the arm, leading me to the register. rize escort

For a minute at the check-out, I forgot Daddy was there. Danny Masters, who graduated two years ago was working the register. Now Danny was a fine specimen of a man. As he looked at me, I could see he thought I was one hot girl that he’d definitely like to fuck. I could see the life in his pants as I stepped to the register and he undressed me with his eyes. He checked out the titles of my books and said that my boyfriend was a lucky guy. Then he suggested another book about blow jobs that he thought was fabulous. We were getting lost in our flirtations, when Daddy suddenly walked up behind me and thrust both of his hands up my shirt grabbing my ample breasts as he pulled my ass against his crotch! Oh my! My Daddy had a raging hard-on!

Daddy looked at Danny’s name badge, “Well Danny, it sounds like you kids are having a great time, but I’ve really got to get Ali home now. It’s time for her punishment. She won’t be in for a few weeks. Good night.”

Daddy walked me all the way to the car pulling me onto his erection by my breasts. At the car he pressed me against the hood and pushed me down onto it, causing my skirt to raise up, exposing my womanhood. I was covered by a triangle of lace and a string that was like dental floss in my ass-crack. Without any warning, Daddy thrust two fingers deep inside my pussy and I almost creamed myself right then. “What a slut you are! Your pussy is dripping, you’re ready to cum even for your Daddy. Your underwear leaves nothing to the imagination!”

Then *swat* and another *swat*.

“My baby girl obviously has a few things to learn.” With that he ripped off my underwear and told me to get in the car.

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Thanks to Todger65 for the editing.

All parties in this story are over the age of eighteen.

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Daddy awoke to his daughter at his bedroom door.

He could barely make out her image as she was silhouetted by the hall light. She was dressed in a short sheer teddy that hung from her breasts and barely covered her navel. Her patch was covered by a sheer matching thong.

“Daddy? Are you asleep?”

“What is it baby?”

“I have a headache daddy, and I can’t sleep.”

“Did you take some Tylenol honey?”

She came into the room and sat down on the side of the bed. “Yes daddy. But, it’s not helping. Can I just lay here next to you for a while?”

“Princess, I’m not sure that’s a good idea. Daddy doesn’t have any pajamas on.”

She peeled back the blankets just enough to let herself in, then spooned back against her daddy’s form.

“Sweety, you shouldn’t be here like this.”

She reached back and brought his arm around her waist and wiggled her ass against him to snuggle in more deeply. “Shhhhh daddy. It’s Ok. Just go back to sleep.”

He sighed, closed his eyes, and nestled his head into the pillows and drifted off to sleep.

For her, a thousand naughty thoughts flooded her mind. This happened every month about this time. She would have her period and then about ten days later she would get like this.

Her body screamed for attention and nothing she did would satiate her. She played with herself, used dildos, and brought herself to orgasm a hundred times but nothing seemed to quell her lust. Lately she had turned to porn on the internet.

The sites that turned her on the most were all about breeding; taking a man’s seed, letting it grow, making babies and feeding them with her milk. She was fascinated, knowing her body was capable of spawning new life.

She was not sexually naïve. She had her first experiences in high school. Daddy had taken her to the doctor to get the pill when she blossomed a couple of years back. She had always made her boyfriend’s wear condoms and never let them cum insider her.

How could she trust them not to give her a disease? That’s all her sex-ed classes, back when she was in high-school, ever talked about.

She wanted to experience the feel of a man erupting inside her, filling her with cum. Just the thought that his sperm would be seeking out her egg heightened her passion, but she needed someone that she could trust. Someone like her daddy.

She had always loved her daddy. Since her mother left several years ago, he was the man of her life. She initially lived with mom, but when mom re-married she hated her new step-dad. Her real dad had taken a job in another state and now she was stuck here with mom and her step-dad.

She never felt safe around him. He yelled at her for stupid stuff, leered at her, and one day she caught him going through her underwear drawers. ‘Eeeww!’.

She moved out to live with daddy, where she always felt safe.

Her dad was always sweet. She loved hanging out with him. She loved to sit with him and watch scary movies. He always made popcorn and when the scary parts came on, she loved to curl up in his arms where she felt safe, protected.

The more she thought about it, the more she realized… she was in love with daddy.

Over the past couple of months she started looking at the porn sites that talked of incest. Daddies and daughters together, loving each other, sleeping together. A loving daddy bedding his daughter, breeding her and having his babies.

She saw pictures of girls pregnant, their bellies full, and round, their tits swollen with milk. No other fantasy gave her the orgasms that she had when thinking about having daddy’s baby.

She went out and got a breast pump. She found a medical site that described inducing lactation for adoptive mothers. She started using her birth control pills and the pump as described and could now produce a small amount of milk from her breasts. She loved the feeling of giving milk but wanted to feed her daddy.

She started planning to seduce her daddy to breed her. She would dress more provocatively around him. Every time he came home she would hug him, squeeze him, and give him a tender kiss and ask “How’s my daddy?”

She would time her showers to make sure daddy was around. She would leave the bathroom door slightly ajar, hoping he would catch a glimpse of her nude form. She would make sure she ran into him as she came out of the bathroom in the tiniest towel she could find. She would always giggle and kiss him on düzce escort the cheek before scurrying down the hall to her bedroom.

She would leave her bedroom door ajar. She wanted him to see her as she dressed, wanted him to hear her moan as she masturbated. She began doing her hair, putting on makeup and perfume, and wearing nighties to their scary movie nights. When the scary parts happened, she would throw her arms around him, crush her tits against his chest and bury her face in his neck. She would kiss him and say “Hold me daddy.”

As the movie progressed and the evening waned, she would get ‘tired’, and lay her head on daddy’s lap, stroking his thigh with her nails, and making sure to rest her cheek against the bulge in his pants.

This was it. She was ready. Tonight was the night she would seduce daddy to breed her. When he went to bed she showered and shaved. She had a well-defined ‘runway’ just above her pussy and she trimmed it to make sure it was perfect for daddy.

She combed out her hair and moisturized her skin. She laid down a trail of perfume for daddy to follow, from behind her ears, down her neck, along her cleavage, across her belly and navel, all leading to her runway where her own natural pheromones would intoxicate him to ravage her.

She dressed in her sexiest sheer nighty. The top hung off her breasts, her areolas blatantly visible, and her nipples poking at the material. He would only need to push it aside to nourish himself with her milk.

Her thong barely covered her womanhood, the fabric so sheer that he would be able to see her slit, taste her wetness, even with the panties in place.

Try as hard as she could, she couldn’t wait. She snuck down the hall to daddy’s room and listened at the door. She could hear him turn a page of the book he was reading. “Damn,” she thought, as she returned to her room.

She lay on her bed and fingered herself, thinking about daddy’s cock, in her hands, in her mouth, and in her cum hungry cunt. She thought about the expression on his face as he erupted into to her. She could almost feel him pulsating inside her. Then her orgasm took her.

She lay there in a post-orgasmic haze; wanting to drift off to sleep, but desperately trying to stay awake so as not to miss her opportunity.

Now she is here, nestled in daddy’s arms, lying in daddy’s bed.

Daddy’s breath is slow and softened… he’s asleep. Slowly she grinds her bum into daddy’s lap and can feel his bulge through his shorts. His arm unconsciously tightens his grip on her as his cock awakens. She can feel it growing, pressing into her ass, straining to be free.

She wriggles again and daddy stirs then relaxes.

She reaches down and slowly brings his hand to her lips. Her tongue slowly encircles his middle finger, bathing it in her saliva. Her lips encase it and she gently sucks on it while caressing it orally.

She moves his hand to her breast and wriggles her ass against his hard-on. He stirs again and his hand grabs her tit, massaging her for a few seconds, before once again relaxing. Her nipple firms and moistens with a small drop of milk.

She moves his hand lower till it is resting against the sheerness of her panties. She moves her panties to the side and his palm rests on her runway. She feels her pussy release new lubricant at the heat of his hand on her mons. She wriggles once again and his fingers stretch out across her moistened vulva, and she shivers in delight.

Daddy stirs again. His grip on her pussy tightens, and he is grinding back against her. In his dream state he is envisioning a beautiful, firm, round, ass in front of him, and his cock sliding in and out of his lover’s passage.

She rolls forward and reaches back with her hand and rubs his cock through his briefs. Daddy rolls over on his back and snorts. He continues to dream.

His lover has reversed positions now and has his cock in her hands. Her hypnotic eyes look up at him as she brings her lips to his crown. She kisses it slowly, gently, seductively, her tongue extending to retrieve the pre-cum she has milked from his member.

His lover reaches down as she works and pulls his briefs away and he steps out of them. He watches as she engulfs his crown with her lips. He can feel her tongue swirl around and around him. He thrusts into her and she swallows more and more of his shaft. Her hands cup his balls, kneading them like bread dough, as she continues to make love to his cock.

He reaches down and runs his fingers through edirne escort her hair and presses her head to his groin. She disengages and stands before him and kisses him.

The depths of his dream shallow but the feelings of passion continue. He can taste himself on her tongue and kisses her back. He grabs her with his arms and holds her to his body. His hard-on screams for attention.

She breaks from his lips and kisses his neck and he hers. She reaches down and strokes his cock and gasps as she feels the sweet agony of his love bite on her neck. His teeth nibble at her flesh as his lips suck against the veins of her neck.

She whispers in his ear “Mark me daddy. Make me yours.”

The words blur through his brain. His cock strains and his balls ache for relief as his tongue drills into her neck and he puts his mark on his daughter’s neck.

His ‘daughter’… what is he doing?

He disengages and pushes her aside. “Oh my God! What are you doing?”

“I love you daddy,” she exclaims.

“Baby, we can’t do this. This is wrong.”

“Daddy, this is all I want. All I crave is to be yours and you to be mine. Don’t you love me daddy?”

“Of course I love you baby. But, this… this is wrong baby.”

“It’s ok daddy. No one will know. No one knows me here and mom lives three states away. Nobody will ever know except you and me. I’ve been thinking about this since I moved in with you. You’re the only man in my life, the only man that I want. I can’t go to bed at night without playing with myself and thinking about you.”

“I cum for you every night daddy; I want you to make love to me. I want you to kiss me and hold me and touch me. I want you to taste me; I get so wet for you. I want you inside me daddy. I want you to put your baby in me.”

“Do you know what you’re saying? Do you know what you’re asking? Baby, if that happened, everything would change. You wouldn’t be my little girl anymore; you’d be the mother of my child.”

“Our child daddy, and I’d still be your little girl. I’ll always be your princess daddy. I love you so much. Please make love to me. Please put your baby in me daddy.”

With that she kissed him. First on the cheek, then she plied him with soft kisses as she moved closer and closer to his lips. “I love you daddy.”

She kissed him lightly on the lips and let her tongue drag across them. She kissed him again and his resolve weakened. She kissed him again and parted his lips with her tongue to find his own waiting to dance with hers.

She reached down and found his cock and he twitched to her grasp. She slowly stroked him as their kisses became more passionate. He kissed her back, deeply, wetly, his hand cradling her head. She sighed into his open mouth and he fully committed to taking her.

She lay back on the bed and he followed. Now it was she cradling his head as they kissed. She raked her nails across the nape of his neck as they kissed with unbridled hunger.

He broke free of her and she surrendered her neck to his lips. His hand moved under her nightie and cupped her breast. She moaned as he pinched her nipple and kissed his way to her cleavage. His tongue circled her areola, brushing her nipple, teasing her. He took her between his lips and was rewarded with a flood of warm milk. He stopped and looked up at her.

“You’ve got milk?” He asked.

“Yes daddy. I did it for you. I wanted to feed you, daddy.”

He returned to her breast and ravaged her. When he had emptied her he turned his attention to her other breast and was soon being nourished again. She pressed his head to her breast as he fed from her and her body writhed beneath him. Once drained he turned his attentions southward.

He left her breasts and returned to the trail of scent she had laid for him. As he plied her with soft wet kisses his nostrils flared with her perfume.

He kissed her belly and tongued her navel, causing her to giggle.

He continued his march south staying on course as if following a map to buried treasure. Upon reaching her mound he found it covered in her sheer panties. He lost the trail at this point but knew he was close as her natural scents permeated his senses, wafting through his sinuses. His cock stiffened in response to her pheromones.

He kissed her womanhood through her panties. They were rife with her juices and he could not resist but to tongue her. She squirmed in delight. His fingers found the margins of her triangle and slid beneath, toying with her vulva as he licked elazığ escort her again.

He reached up under her bottom and found the strap and pulled. Her panties fell away as he lifted each leg to remove them.

For the first time since changing her diapers as a baby, he took in the visual beauty of his daughter’s pussy; this pussy that would love him, caress him, kiss him, lick him, coat him in lubricant, grab him, pull him in, surround him with warmth and a velvety feel, clamp down on him and hold him in place while it relieved him of his seed.

“Baby, I can’t.”

She sat up and threw her arms around him and kissed him. “Please daddy. Make me yours. I’ve wanted this for so long. I want you inside me.” She kissed him again and he kissed her back and held her tightly and once again committed to mating with her.

She laid back and he went down. He kissed her vulva gently and she shuddered and moaned. He licked her with a broad stoke of his tongue and she bathed it with her juices. He licked her again from anus to clit, his tongue skirting her labia and prying open her slit. With each stroke he would rim her anus, sending a shiver up her spine. Then he would proceed slowly along her slit, caressing her labia, before performing a lazy circle around her bud, then returning to do it all over again.

He penetrated her with his finger, aimed upward and found her ‘G’ spot. He stroked it like petting a kitty. He brought his lips to her bud and encased her engorged clit, his tongue teasing her.

She grabbed at the sheets, then at him, but he continued to torture her. Suddenly her breathing stopped. Every muscle in her body clenched, and she unleashed herself upon her daddy.

A flood of cum poured from her and daddy wasted not a drop. She lay there panting, flaccid, destroyed by an orgasm that was all consuming.

The taste of her elixir, still fresh in his mouth, invigorated daddy. His cock throbbed and would not be denied. He rose up over her and pressed himself against her entrance.

He looked down at his baby girl, locked his gaze to hers. She felt him at her entrance, her labia ready to kiss his manhood. She looked deep into his eyes and nodded ‘yes’ and he slipped his head into her.

He held it there for a second, in some ways hoping that she would have a change of heart and stop him. Instead, she thrust into him with her hips and took more of his shaft. He set up a rhythm, stroking in and out of her. With each forward thrust her labia would swallow more of his shaft, coating him with her juices. Suddenly, he realized his man meat was hilted in his baby girl’s cum hungry cunt.

He could feel her warmth, her wetness, her quivering mass that surrounded his girth. He withdrew but was stopped from leaving as she tightened herself around his crown. He thrust into her again and she rotated her hips to meet him. He could feel his head crash into her cervix, causing her to cry out. It was not a cry of pain but of passion. He thrust into her again, and again, and again. Each time she thrust back at him, feeling him press into her, prying her open, ripening her for insemination.

He looked down and noticed milk weeping from her nipples. He latched on and suckled her like a newborn. She cried out and tensed again and released a fresh flood of cum on his shaft.

“Oh my God! Oh daddy! Fuck me daddy,” She cried.

She could feel him swelling inside her and she threw her arms around him. She brought her legs up to encircle his waist and locked him in her grasp.

“Cum in me daddy,” she screamed. “Breed your little girl.”

He grabbed her around the waist and almost crushed her in his arms. With one last thrust he engaged her cervix and nature relieved him of any further control. From deep in his loins he gathered his load and his pelvic muscles began a rapid-fire series of contractions. His cum crawled the length of his shaft and exploded from his slit.

She could feel the warmth of his baby batter violating her virgin womb and her own body reacted as well. Her pelvic muscles contracted around him, holding him in place. Her pussy fasiculated along his shaft and her hips began thrusting into him, pulling every last once of sperm-laden semen from him.

Wave after wave of hot jism entered her belly, filling her womb. She was finally satiated.

As his release ebbed his grip on her relaxed. She too released her grip on him.

“I love you daddy.”

“I love you too baby.” With that he kissed her.

They lay there, his spent member inside her, the last remnants of his seed oozing into her.

Epilogue

“I don’t know how you do it sweety,” said her neighbor. Billy is getting to be a handful, Sally is barely out of diapers and now you’re showing with twins. I wish my Steven was half as interested in a family as your husband is.”

“I couldn’t have asked for more. He’s a great daddy,” was the reply.

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I was just sitting in my room watching T.V. in my boxers when I suddenly heard my bedroom door open, and to my surprise it was my aunt. I was surprised, mainly due to the fact that this aunt was a real bitch and never really liked to see or talk to me. I’ve always thought she really never liked me because I had always been the good kid, the one all the others looked up to, unlike her children which were considered the black sheep of the family.

“Hey son, whatcha doing, why don’t you come and join the rest of us for dinner,” she said as she came in and sat next to me on my bed.

“No thanks Aunt Betty, I already had dinner and anyway I have to hit the books, thanks anyway,” I said, just trying to get her bitchy ass out of my room.

“What, you’re too good for my family, is that it.”

“No, I just already ate, and really have to study.”

“Suit yourself, anyway, who studies in their boxers, what’s up with that.”

“Nothing, it’s just more comfortable, anyway this is my room.”

“Alright, do whatever you want,” my aunt said as she got up, and then suddenly spanked me.

“Hey, what’s up with that don’t touch me.”

“I can touch you whenever I want to,” she said as she suddenly got really bitchy.

“You know what, I really don’t have time for this so can you just please excuse me,” I said trying to be the better person.

“You’ve always been a snotty little bitch, you were always the athletic, smart muğla escort one, and not to mention good looking, yet you never seem to know what’s good for you, didn’t you ever learn to respect your elders,” she said as she spanked me again,” See, I can touch you whenever I want to.”

“Why don’t you just leave, please, I’m sorry for whatever I did,” I said as I slowly tried to push her out of the room.

“Get you’re hands of me you little bitch,” she said as she slapped me.

I just sort of stared at her amazed and suddenly noticed that the top few buttons of her blouse had fallen off and I could clearly see most of her breasts, and as most guys would do, I stared in a sort of amazement, and got an almost automatic erection.

“What the fuck are you staring at you little bitch, hey you pervert, oh and look at you,” my aunt said as she noticed what had happened to her blouse and then suddenly just grabbed my erection.

“Hey, what are you doing, I’m sorry,” I said as she noticed me looking and grabbed my dick.

“Look you little pervert, I always was amazed by you, always little mister perfect, but I see you’re like any other guy, all you want is pussy, you like me holding you’re dick, don’t you,” she said with a little sly grin.

“Look Aunt Betty I’m really sorry about that, I promise I won’t, ohhhh, what are you, ahhhh,” I said as she suddenly started to jack ordu escort me off.

“Look at yourself, you little pervert, you know, you want me, you like that don’t you,” my aunt said as she then let go of me dick and then unbuttoned her blouse to show her big tits.

“Aunt Betty, I don’t, ohhh my, think…”

“Shut up and just do it, stop being mister right, just soak into the moment, you know you want to.”

This was just one of those times when right and wrong doesn’t really matter; it was one of those times when your dick has complete control of you. I mean what was I to do, there in front of me stood a fully naked woman who was really good looking.

“You little pervert, look at the hungry dick of yours, all it needs is some attention a little (slurp) licking and sucking will do it (slurp) right,” my aunt said as she started to lick my dick, going around it then going to my head and kissing it gently.

“Ohhhh, ahhhhhh, uhhhhhh,” was all I could say as she sucked on my dick; it was so good that I had to sit on my bed because my knees buckled with the intense pleasure.

I just stared at her as I she took my dick into her mouth and slowly sucked on it. She then brought it out of her mouth and started kissing it gently, going all the way down to my balls and then gently sucking on them, making me moan louder with the intense pleasure she gave me. I was incredible osmaniye escort to see my aunt do this. She was so good at sucking dick.

“I think you’ve had enough fun, I think it’s my turn to have some fun, and I think you’re dick is ready for me,” she said as she stopped sucking my dick.

I was incredible, she had stopped right before I was about to come and just squeezed my balls and stopped me from cumming, it was painful but at the same time it was full of pleasure.

My aunt then stood up and then got on my lap, put her arms around my neck, her legs around my waist, then maneuvered herself so that my hard dick went slowly into her pussy.

She did this slowly, first taking my head and putting it into her pussy then moving slowly up and down, then she did this with half my dick, going a little faster, but still in the same movement.

“Ohhhh, that big dick of yours, ahhhh, I think it’s time that it exploded, ohhhh,” my aunt said as she bounced in front of my, with her tits bouncing up and down.

At this moment she started to fuck me harder than before, making my dick go deeper into her wet, horny, pussy, making her moan even louder. I just looked at her and saw her tits bouncing up and down, her face expressing the most pleasure I had seen in a long time. Her pussy gripped my dick harder as she started to orgasm.

“Ohhhhh yeah, ohhhh, yyyeahhhhh, I’m cumming, ohhhhh, ohhhhh,” my aunt said as she had an orgasm, which immediately made me have an orgasm as her pussy grabbed my dick and squeezed all it’s juices out.

After that she slowly got up then dressed herself and left the bedroom. After that she continued being her bitchy self, yet I know very well she’ll never forget that day she had her pussy filled with her nephew’s cum.

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I awoke with the usual great smell of breakfast. And I smiled because it seemed like it would be a day like any other, and not a turning point in my life. I got out of the bed and went into the kitchen, where my big brother was. Lucas was a big guy. You wouldn’t picture him as someone who could cook so damn good.

“I’m a bit late,” Lucas said. “you need more than this?” he asked, putting the sandwiches on the table.

“It’ll do,” I said, my mouth salivating.

“Okay, then I’m leaving.” He turned. “And you be careful, Tom.” I nodded, and he left. It was useless to tell him not to worry about my job.

Lucas was a biology professor, a job safer than mine. He was more intelligent and more responsible too. I grew up with the golden boy, but even when I tried to hate him, he was my big bro, I couldn’t.

I attacked the food.

I honestly could get used to this. Food every morning. It was like this since we started living together a year ago, after being apart for some time after college.

We decided that it would be easier since we lived in the same town again, and the both of us weren’t exactly going somewhere with other people. In other words, we were single and no one was on sight to change that.

When we wanted to bring a girl, we’d just tell the other one to find something to do and somewhere else to be. It was fine.

After breakfast, I took a shower. My shift was starting late. I had time. I touched my self in the shower, thinking about my ex-girlfriend. She had moved on from me, but I still liked to pay my respect to her beautiful body, my cock fucking her every hole. I got tired, my imagination not being enough.

I left the bathroom not bothering to dress. I had a laptop, but my brother’s was better and faster, so I went to his room. It was on his bed, and he hadn’t changed his password. I lay down on the bed, smelling my brother everywhere.

Porn was waiting. I was only getting comfortable on his bed, about to start the stroking, when I felt a lump behind the pillow. I stuck my hand and grabbed the thing. The big thing. My mouth opened wide as I stared at the gigantic rubber cock.

I threw it away on the bed, as if it burned my hand. I felt dirty, and my mind didn’t know what to think of the dildo. I refused to let my mind wander, to actually see images of what my brother was doing with it. Suddenly, to lay on this bed seemed wrong.

It was so big, with long protuberances that looked like real veins. Nobody could have such a big cock in reality. It was amazing.

I needed to breathe. Calmly think about things without jumping to wrong conclusions, the wrong conclusion being that my big brother liked to stick a big dildo up in his asshole.

Was he a fag? No. No. He wasn’t. Even if he liked to… to do that, he was just curious. He dated girls. My brother was fine. And some people said, you know, that it felt good. Maybe he just wanted to try.

Great. That’s it. I looked at the thing again, the big fucking black cock that my brother used to fuck himself when he was alone in his room, totally fine. I realized that I was rubbing my cock slowly, and stopped instantly, feeling a certain desire to slap my own face.

“Ignore it. You didn’t see it,” I told myself. I took the laptop and searched for porn, not even bothering going incognito. I watched some girls doing anal.

I jerked myself fast and furious, expecting to be over soon. I couldn’t stop myself from wondering if my brother moaned like the blond I was watching while some guy ripped her ass apart.

Shit, I had to stop that. I couldn’t possibly be thinking that. Something was wrong with me.

Lucas was a man, no doubt about that. He dated girls. He liked girls. I have seen it. There should be some explanation. Sure, he liked to cook and clean his house, but he’s been doing that since always, he was the older brother from a single mother.

If someone said to me that they thought my brother was gay, I would beat the shit out of them. So why am I thinking that? They were traitorous and wrongful thoughts. I had to stop them.

I would prove to myself that everything was fine. I raised my legs up and teased my asshole with the tip of a finger. I continued watching porn.

It didn’t do anything for me. It just felt weird, but I kept trying, pressing my finger until my anus opened up. Although I didn’t feel pleasure, it was pleasantly strange, the feeling of being invaded, by a finger. So I imagined it was someone else’s finger.

That did it. See? I told myself. No biggie. Just a nice feeling. Then I looked at the dildo again. Yeah, Lucas was in a more advanced level, but still.

Wondering if I could go a bit further, I went for my lube in my room, and came back to my brother’s. I laid down again, his smell was everywhere. I lubed my finger and easily got into my ass. I felt so dirty, it was so easy to be fucked by a finger. Imagining it was someone else’s just made it way more forbidden.

My finger was going in more and more, until I pressed something that bayburt escort made my cock jump. I stared wild eyed at the ceiling, breathing slowly. I had forgotten about the porn. I fucked myself with one finger, trying to reach that pleasure again, and being less successful, but still very efficient.

“Oh, shit,” I moaned. Slowly, I fucked myself. I bit my lip, and decided to use another finger. It hurt.

That’s all I know. It hurt, it wasn’t that bad, but if I had tried to use two right at the beginning, I wouldn’t have continued. Now I knew that if I endured the pain, I could have something that would be worth it.

And so, after a while, I felt my ass being opened and welcoming two fingers, enlarging, and I more easily gave myself that sweet and rough pleasure. “Oh, yeah.”

I touched my cock with my other hand, and I almost came. My cock was actually doing well by himself while I put two fingers inside my ass and fucked me slowly. Pre cum was leaking and wetting my belly.

I took my fingers out of my ass, feeling the emptiness with disappointment. I reached for the dildo and looked at it, deciding that I would never be able to fit that in me, but I decided to try it out anyway.

First, I put a lot of lube on it. After I was positioned comfortably, I rubbed the head of the big dildo on my ass. Slowly. Only teasing. Like I did with girls some times, only now I was ‘the girl’. And some guy was doing it to me. My brother was doing it to me.

I knew it was wrong. The fact that it was wrong never left my head, but it just seemed even more wrong to not think of him, to think of some other guy. Maybe because his smell was everywhere.

Everything was leading to this. I was still not over the fact he was fucking himself, my big brother, so like a twisted joke of my mind, I couldn’t think of someone else but my big brother rubbing his cock on my ass hole.

I came. Physically, I was doing almost nothing. Mentally, I was giving my ass to my brother. That made me cum. I knew it, long after I got up, washed myself, then washed the dildo and put it in the same place, and hid every little clue that I was there, I knew.

The thought of my brother fucking me made me cum faster than a teenager.

I was already in my uniform, ready to go to work, when came the knock on the door. Outside, a brunette smiled. She was young and lifted my interest. She looked up at me and then inspected my body as if she couldn’t help it. Her smile faltered.

“You’re… hmmm… the brother? Who is a cop?” Her voice trembled, as she looked at me.

“That’s me” I said. It was my turn of inspecting her body. It looked like Lucas wasn’t having problem after all. I couldn’t help but be impressed. My eyes were having a hard time leaving her breasts.

“Sorry… I didn’t mean to intrude, I just… I think I left something… He told me it was okay if I came by. Lucas told me.” She made an effort to look at my eyes.

“Of course.” I let her pass. Few minutes later, she came back.

“Here. It was just my phone,” said the Brunette.

“Sure,” I said, smiling at her in a way that made her blush. As she passed, I put my hand on her thigh, leading her to the door. “Pleasure to meet you.”

I kissed her on her soft cheek, which caused a little sigh, and she pressed her little body on me. Her hands lightly on my muscles.

“Thank you for being so nice” she said. “If all cops were so big like you, there would be nothing to worry about on the streets.”

I laughed, and closed the door. Back on my brother’s room, my heart was pounding as I lifted the pillow just to find nothing there. Laughing to myself, I headed to work.

Working as a cop in Rio was never easy, fortunately, there wasn’t any shooting. My shift ran smoothly, and late at night, I received his call. I put down my coffee on the table.

“Little brother,” Lucas said, a bit grunting. “Tell me what you want, and I’ll do it.”

My heartbeat was instantly affected. I was suddenly there on his room, feeling his big dick inside me. How was my mind so filled with disgusting thoughts all of a sudden? Why was I letting myself feel this way?

There was a stirring in my pants, and it grew. I remembered that I had to answer.

“Excuse me?”

“You were nice to Barb, today. She told me. You deserve something nice to eat.” His breathing was harsh, and he was trying to hide.

“You’re fucking her right now, aren’t you?”

Lucas took long enough to answer, but first he laughed.

“I swear, I’m not.”

“Sure. Do whatever you want. Surprise me.”

“A big surprise, or a small one?”

I hoped the people eating around me didn’t see me blush. I moved on my chair, remembering once again what I found in my brother’s bathroom, and what I did with it. I didn’t even get to feel it right, just rubbing it slightly on my ass, that with the dangerous thoughts were enough to cream myself.

“You think you can make it big in time?” I asked, closing bartın escort my eyes right afterwards and slapping my forehead.

“I believe I can. See you later.”

I was still shaking slightly when I finished my coffee. The food I left untouched, no point in eating anymore.

It was night when I came home. A cold one. I opened the door slowly. The smell was fantastic. I must have made some noise.

“You came early!” Lucas said, from the kitchen. My thoughts gave room for my hunger while I trailed after his sound.

I stopped at the entrance. He was only wearing a small underwear that showed too much and yet too damn little. I had seen him naked already, we grew up together. But not after the fantasies. Lucas was naturally bigger than me. And he took care of his body.

His back was turned to me. “That’s looking good” I said, staring at his ass.

“Sit down,” Lucas told me. He told me. That tone was different from his usual mildly imperative one.

“Alright.” Why was I sweating?

We were always close, but tonight his proximity bothered me. He prepared my plate. I was afraid to look at him, least my eyes be drawn to the apparent volume of what was hidden behind the small piece of clothe.

He sat down in front of me, we looked into each other’s eyes. Lucas seemed bigger, I felt smaller.

And I thought that I must look so weird acting that way, so quiet and different from what I was. I waited for the question.

“You okay?” Lucas asked.

“Yeah. Rough day at work.” Easy way out.

“You could try working somewhere safer, you know,” Lucas told me again.

“Don’t need to worry about me.”

“You know why I worry,” he said, smiling.

“How about I give you two years of my part of the rent in advance?”

That seemed to calm things down for me. Although my brother’s smile was too cute for my taste.

“So, you met Barb.”

“Is she a student?” I asked, staring at his mouth.

Lucas shrugged. “She is a consenting adult.”

“Yeah, she is consenting.” I said, remembering how she looked at me. “She scared me a little.”

“Take her if you want. I lost my interest. She is too small.” At that moment, I spent a lot of time drinking my juice, because I was shocked and I didn’t want him to see that. I had never seen him talk about a woman that way. Hell, not even I talk about them that way.

“She is your woman,” I said.

He laughed. Then he stood, taking his plate with him. After that he approached me and stroked my hair.

“Don’t take off your uniform, little brother” Lucas said, pushing his lower body against my side. His hard cock touched me. I was petrified for a moment. “I’ll be on my room. Don’t take too long.”

“What the hell?” But Lucas left the kitchen already.

Once again I saw no use for the food. I went to my room, closed the door and began to take off my shirt. I paused, looking at the mirror. My eyes showed confusion.

I was definitely misunderstanding things. But was I? Of course. My brother. My older, bigger brother. It didn’t matter how much I tried to be more than him, he still could hold me in place with just a look. But tonight was different.

My uniform stayed where it was. It was tighter than ever, my cock hard and hurting.

I left my room, and entered his. Lucas was on the bed, laptop beside him. He was looking at the screen and his face lit, eyes shining. When they looked at me, I shivered.

“Wanna see what I’m looking at?” he said.

I knew what it was. I just couldn’t believe it.

“What’s your game, Lucas?” My voice grew grave, but I slowly approached his bed.

“I’ll tell you. Sit here close to me.” He showed where I was supposed to sit with one hand, the other touched his erection, which could be clearly pictured by the silhoutte bulging through his underwear.

And while my eyes stared at his cock, I felt sick, and my curiosity kept growing. I remembered how good I felt while pressing the dildo on my entrance, almost in, and my big brother was a big part of that. What would it feel like to have his fingers inside? The thought was painfully erotic.

I sat down exactly where he told me. He was my brother.

He turned the laptop and I saw what I expected to see. Myself, legs apart, pressing a big dildo on my asshole. Shit.

“Press play. I paused on my favorite part.”

I shook my head, a part of me still in denial of everything that was happening. A fear awoke inside me. And shame, although shame wasn’t yet in its full potency.

But I pressed play. In the video, I started moving, my whole body twisting. And I whispered my brother’s name. I didn’t remember that. I was thinking about him, but had I actually said his name aloud? I stared wild eyed.

“I… I didn’t know it was recording.”

“When I first saw it, I was pretty mad. I’m your big brother.” He raised his voice. “I couldn’t believe you thought about me like that.”

I almost said that I didn’t. ığdır escort But I was so ashamed. My voice failed me.

“But then,” he said. “I kept watching, I couldn’t stop watching you. I was jerking myself off so hard when I called you.”

I shut my eyes. I wanted him to stop, and I so didn’t.

Lucas put the laptop on the ground. I wondered if time had slowed down, because he was coming closer but never seemed to reach me. But there he was, warm and big. His familiar smell had a whole new scent, the smell of intimacy that a brother should never have.

I touched his leg, and moved through his skin until I reached his cock and balls. I enjoyed to see he was just as hard as I was.

“This is fucked up” I said.

Lucas ignored me, as he put me on my side and took off a bit of my pants. My butt was exposed and turned to him. I felt his hand on my ass cheeks, urgent and strong hands, exploring freely while I passively let him.

Finally, I felt one fingertip on my tight asshole. I couldn’t help but move into it, trying to accelerate everything.

“That’s what you want?” His sinful voice was suddenly right on my ear, and I lost my breath. I nodded.

“Lick it,” he told me. His finger was gone from my ass, right into my face. I looked at it for a moment, just letting the realization come, and I just fucking accepted it. I licked his finger, then sucked.

And Lucas kept teasing my asshole with his cock.

“You want to suck that too?” he asked, pressing it harder, and it felt insanely good. It made me want to know what it would feel like to be fucked in the ass by my big brother. What a messed up thought to have. What a delicious thought to have.

I tried to take my pants off completely, but he didn’t let me.

“Keep the uniform. Looks good on you.” Lucas took his finger out of my mouth and rubbed it in my ass. It was cold and provoking. He entered me with just the tip. Oh. “Never thought I would be the one to stretch my little brother’s tight hole.”

“Fucking do it,” I said.

Lucas grunted, pressing his face against my cheek. He smelled me, licked my face. My big brother was going for it, and I just didn’t think, I turned my face and sucked on his tongue. That was supposed to be disgusting, it should make me want to throw up. Well, I kept kissing him for a long time. My lips were tired, but I didn’t want to stop, my cock was probably tearing itself apart from the pleasure coming from just the eroticism of it all.

“Barb is one lucky girl” I said.

“Well, you’re the lucky girl now.” He smiled. “My god, you know what I want to do to you?”

His hardness was leaking so much that I could feel a cold trail down my ass cheeks. I had a pretty good idea of what he wanted to do to me.

“Have you ever sucked a cock?” he asked.

“What do you think?”

“No one better to teach you than your big brother.” I had no argument against that. I turned and get up on my knees, while Lucas sit and opened his legs. His underwear was nowhere to be found.

My face was just about to touch his cock, the smell of another man’s privates was so strong, it confused me, because it was still my brother’s smell, just with a great touch of sex to it. I looked up at him, waiting for him to change his mind, and realize that this would probably fuck up our relationship for ever.

He didn’t change his mind and neither did I. So I opened my mouth wide and taste my brother’s cum for the first time. I didn’t know how to do it properly, but I had some idea of what to do. Girls had done that to me a lot of times, I was bound to learn the essential. The head was always the best choice.

Nature took care of itself, and after a time I was trying to put more than half of it inside, just to show off. Lucas called me dirty names, something that he probably did with his young girls. In that day, I not only sucked a cock for the first time, I was slapped in the face by a cock, I rubbed my whole face on a pair of huge balls, and sucked a pair of huge balls too. And everything was just so perfect. I met a new side of me. Something I didn’t know I liked it. Was I ever going to let this go?

The taste of his cum was so familiar at that point, that when he asked me if I wanted, I said yes, and he cummed right inside. There was so much of it, a big load of tasty and warm cream, I wanted to please him so much that I tried to swallow everything and still didn’t manage to hold all of it.

A small amount fell down through his cock, and I licked it while I watched his reaction. My big brother was pleased.

“Good job” He said, slapping my face lightly. I wasn’t used to be slapped in the face by a man, but he was my big brother.

I waited for an instruction.

I awoke the next day in my own bed. I dreamed of my brother, and my cock was already hard. I didn’t want to face him today, how could I look in his eyes while still remembering the taste of his cum and the way it filled my mouth? I was also extremely disappointed that we didn’t get to advance things, I was ready to be fucked, but he wasn’t ready to fuck me.

I smelled the food. So good. I waited for my erection to go away, and when it didn’t, I put some pants on and went for the kitchen. Lucas was dressed for work, and I also needed to get to work early, because my shift was going to be rough that day. But he still smiled at me.

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It was difficult to concentrate on classes that next day. Just about the only thing that was on my mind was my step mom. All that I could think of was her big fat ass that I had just fucked the day before. It seems the more I thought about it the harder my cock became. It’s a good thing that I just had morning classes and I could go home early that day. If my stepmom was home maybe she would let me fuck her or suck me off. I was in need of some relief.

Classes soon ended I was headed home. When I pulled in the drive I noticed a car I had not seen before. I thought to myself that Sally must have a friend over and there goes my chance. I guess I would have to go to my room and masturbate and just think about fucking my stepmom.

When I entered the house I heard two voices talking in the kitchen. I figured I would go in and introduce myself at least before heading to my room. As I walked in my stepmom and another woman were looking at a magazine. The woman was bigger than Sally and somewhat older looking. When they saw me enter they looked up and asked me to come in. My stepmom introduced me to her friend Ginger. It seemed Ginger had been divorced for several years. She and Sally had known each other for a long time and confided a lot in each other. Sally told me that she was telling Ginger about us. This caught me a bit off guard. Sally told me not to be concerned as her and Ginger shared quite a bit with each other.

Ginger had brought over this porno magazine for my stepmom to look at. It seemed Ginger really didn’t see any men much, probably because few men her age bilecik escort appreciated her big size. Ginger was taller woman than Sally and a bit bigger but she had much smaller tits than my stepmom but she wasn’t bad looking at all. It seemed a shame she couldn’t find anyone to date much less anyone to fuck.

I came over to see what they were looking at. It was a porn magazine called Plumper Fuckers. On the cover was this big fat girl sucking a cock. I thought that this looked very interesting. Ginger asked if I would like to look at it with them. I told them I would enjoy that very much.

Ginger flipped to a page where this one older big woman was taking this huge cock up her ass as two other men were watching and stroking their cocks. In the next picture the guy had pulled out of her ass and had shot cum all over her big ass cheeks. Other pictures had some very big women fucking several men, some were getting eaten out as guys jerked off on their huge bodies. One picture showed this guy sucking these big saggy tits as he had his hand down her super big panties, no doubt fingering her sloppy pussy. The whole magazine was nothing but fat to very fat women getting fucked in both pussy and ass and lots of cum shooting off on meaty fleshy bodies.

My stepmom asked me if my cock was hard looking at all that fat fucking. She then asked me if I would like to fuck Ginger. It seems she had not had a fuck in a long time and dildos were all that had been up her pussy.

The thought of fucking her big fat hole manisa escort had me ready to shoot in my pants. Ginger said that Sally said I liked big panties and bras and big pussies.

Right there in the kitchen Ginger lifted up this big dress she had on and took it off. There she wsas in just the biggest set of panties I had seen and her tummy to match. She had big tits but not all like my step moms. Her panties were white nylon and stretched over her saggy stomach and ass. I could see her big dark bush through the material so sexy and natural.

Sally suggested we go to her bedroom and get comfortable.

When we got there my stepmom suggested I show Ginger my cock. I had on one my more sexier bikini underwear just in case. I knew Sally liked them. I would soon see if Ginger liked men in bikini briefs. As I stepped out of my jeans and shirt I stood in front of Ginger. She was quite pleased and said I looked very good in my underwear and she like the pouch front full of my hard cock.

I asked her if I could take those nice big panties off and see that furry pussy. She told me to do whatever I wished but to take mine off too. I took mine off and let her see my hard erect shaft. Then I reached over to help her take those huge briefs off. When she stepped out of them I saw her huge hairy cunt. My stepmom got her briefs and held them up asking how I would like to wrap these around my cock and masturbate in them. I thought maybe I would but for now I wanted to fuck Ginger’s big hairy pussy and dump a load of cum mersin escort in her fuckhole.

As Ginger stood there her big belly sagged over her cunt almost. I reached between her legs to feel her fleshy thighs. My fingers sought out her slit. I had to work my way through all that pubic hair to find her her moist cunt. She was quite damp now.

I had Ginger get on the bed and spread open. She laid back and opened her big thighs. Her pussy was a forest of hairs. I couldn’t wait to stick my dick in that jungle of cunt hair. my stepmom came over and stroked me a little telling me to give Ginger a nice deep fuck. Ginger smiled up at us and said to fuck her deep and fill her waiting fat hole with my cum.

I got between her legs and guided my cock into that mass of hair. Sliding the head of my cock up and down her slit I found her vaginal opening and thrust my shaft up her hole. She moaned as I pushed as far as I could into her hole. My stoamch slapped up against her bulky body as her stomach semed to ripple. Sally had her hands between her legs, no doubt masturbating as she watch us fuck. Ginger held her legs open as best she could due to her size. I kept fucking fast and hard. She said she wanted to feel me cum fill her with my jism. It was just a short time before I exploded into her pussy. I slowly withdrew and looked at her wet matted pussy. I could see some of my cum oozing out

Much to my suprise as I got from between her legs, Sally had her face deep in her musky, just fucked pussy. It seems my stepmom and Ginger were closer friends than I thought. Sally continued to lick her pussy clean. It was quite arousing as I watched her suck and lick Ginger, I think she was wanting so suck my cum from her hole. When she had finished she asked me if I would like a little cleaning to and she proceeded to lick my cock clean of Ginger’s cunt juices and my cum…I am sure there will be more fun for the three of us.

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I’ll never forget it. It was 199x and the evening of my eighteenth birthday. I had a quiet dinner at home with my older brother, Ryan, our twenty-one-year-old sister, Renee, and our parents. It was a Tuesday night and we had scheduled a real party and sleepover with my friends for the upcoming Friday night. After some family time, Ryan left saying he had to be up early for work the next morning. I was disappointed because I had wanted and expected to spend some more time with him.

For years, I had a crush on Ryan. Despite being about eight years older than me with another sister between us, he and I were very close. It had started out as simple sibling admiration but as I grew older, it developed into something else, something that I knew wasn’t right. I tried to hide it and suppress it but I always worried that he and everyone else could see it in my eyes and in everything I did when I was around him.

Ryan stood six feet four inches tall and had a lean, but not lanky, body. He had a face that was angular and contained a pair of amazing grey-blue eyes. His honey blond hair was longer on top to display his natural curls but short on the sides and back except for a thin rat-tail that hung to below his waist. He’d been maintaining it since he was ten and because he refused to cut it, he’d never had more than temporary jobs, most of which paid under the table. Even as he moved past the age of twenty-five, he wore his pants low around his hips exposing a good portion of the boxers beneath. His ears were pierced and usually contained a pair of square faux diamond studs. Completing his thuggish persona, he also grew out his pinky nails with the one on his left hand being nearly two inches long. Overall, he was a really good-looking guy and never lacked a girl on his arm or in his bed. When he smiled at me, I wished I was one of them but hoped he’d never know about my inappropriate feelings for him.

With Ryan gone and feeling sad, I made the excuse that I had homework to finish and went up to my room shortly after he left. I had just entered it and was closing the door when I heard a noise come from my closet. Before I could even register what was happening, Ryan popped his head out.

“What are you doing?” I whispered. Even though I was surprised by his appearance, something told me I shouldn’t alert the others to his presence.

“I wanted to spend some time with you alone.” He matched my volume as he climbed onto my bed then laid on his side facing me with his head propped up on the hand beneath him. “Maybe give you something special for your birthday. That is if you want it.”

My eyes went wide as I saw him slide his other hand into his exposed boxers and begin to play with himself. Thinking I had to be dreaming, I stared at him trying to make sense of what he was doing. Part of me was really flattered that he seemed to want to have sex with me, but I couldn’t believe that he, my big brother, was actually suggesting that. My hesitation was compounded by the fact that I was still a virgin, and despite all of my fantasies, I had not contemplated actually having sex anytime soon, least of all with my hunky brother. Despite recognizing his obvious intent, I asked, “What is it?”

“Your first dick,” he said without hesitation or shame. “I want to give you a special birthday fuck. I know it’ll be your first time and this way it’ll be something you remember fondly instead of hating it like most people do. You’re turning into a woman and the guys are going to really start noticing you, if they haven’t already. I know Mom and Dad keep telling you to wait until you’re married, but that’s bullshit. It’s just sex, and one day you’ll give in and regret it either because you’ll wish you’d done it sooner or he’s not the right guy. I promise you, if I’m your first, you won’t regret it for any reason.”

“I don’t know…” Even though I liked what he was offering, I was nervous and more than a little scared.

Ever my big brother and protector, Ryan stood and pulled me into a hug and I could feel his hardness press against me. In a tone that he often used to comfort me, he said, “I’m not going to force you or pressure you but I think it’s something you’ll hate yourself for if you don’t do it.”

We remained silent for a few minutes as he held me, stroking my back. Between us, his dick throbbed and twitched insistently against my hip and more than once I felt him gently roll his hips to press it into me. Three inches shy of being a full foot shorter than Ryan, my head rested contentedly on his suddenly broad chest and all I could smell was the mix of his antiseptic deodorant and masculine body odor. I remembered how the same scent had lingered for a few weeks in this room, which used to be his, and that thought made me miss him even though he was right there. Coming to a decision, I realized with him being my first, my brother and I would always have a special bond.

With my nerves making my voice soft and shaky, I asked, “How do we do this?”

“Well, kırklareli escort let’s start by getting you naked.” Ryan pulled away and sat on the edge of my bed to watch me undress. He grabbed my remote and turned on the TV, setting the volume to a level that was not too loud but would obscure our soft voices.

Even though I had just agreed to have sex with him, I felt awkward getting undressed in front of him, my brother.

Ryan watched intently as each piece of clothing came off. When I was down to my bra and panties, he leaned back on one elbow and used his other hand to massage his still concealed erection through his jeans. As I reached behind me to unhook my bra, he said, “Go slow.”

I did as he requested. Thinking I could make it less awkward by playing with him, I took my time exposing myself and spun so my back was to him as I released the clasp. Turning slightly to my right as the cup fell away from that breast, I gave him a peek at a bit of the side of it. I turned my back on him again then pivoted to the left to repeat the tease. With my back to him, I dropped the bra to the ground in front of me.

Ryan moaned softly then asked, “You’ve done that before, haven’t you?”

“No.” I was surprised that the act seemed to increase the tension in the room instead of lightening it. With even more butterflies in my stomach, I spoke to him over my shoulder. “First time.”

“You’re a natural.” He moved his hand under his waistband and resumed playing with himself. “Get those panties off. Show me your ass.”

I did as requested and slowly pulled down my underwear. As I bent at the waist to pull the garment passed my knees, I heard him moan softly at the sight of my bare bottom. After stepping out of them, I used one arm to cover my breasts while the other hand covered my crotch then turned around.

“Come here.” Ryan’s voice had taken on a tone that I had not heard from him before. It was deep and authoritative yet still soft and warm.

Hesitantly, I stepped closer to him as he sat up and spread his legs wider.

When he removed his hand from under the baggy jeans he was wearing, he pulled with it the head and a few inches of his erection. Exposed, he made no move to cover himself.

Even though I knew it was necessary to accomplish this task, seeing even this little bit of my brother’s hard penis for the first time caused me to gasp and blush. I averted my eyes and looked up into his to see him giving me a half smile.

“You’re going to do more than see it soon.” Reaching out, he pulled me to stand between his legs against the bed. His smile faded and a serious look took up residence on his face. “Before we go further, I have to ask you something. Are you sure you want to do this? Once we start, there’s no stopping.”

I nodded my head that I did.

“No. I need to hear you say it.”

“Yes. I want to do this.” My voice was shakier than I expected.

He raised an eyebrow. “Do what?”

“I want to have sex with you.”

“Okay. Now, the deal is obviously you can’t tell anyone about this. Ever.”

I nodded and quickly said, “I know.”

“Good.” He reached up and gently removed my arm from my breasts. “So beautiful.”

At five feet seven inches tall and the shortest in the family, I had a small frame but I definitely had our mother’s breasts and hips. Slightly larger than I thought looked good on my petite body, my breasts hung heavily on my chest and were punctuated by large, dark areolas and nipples. My friends jealously teased me about them and my childbearing hips, and I was very aware of the way guys at school and around town looked at my body. My own eyes were a deep brown and I had the same darker blonde hair as my brother that reached the middle of my back. Whenever Ryan and I were together, it was obvious we were siblings due to our similar facial features, though mine were softer and more feminine.

I let out a gasp as Ryan’s mouth attached itself to one of my nipples while one of his hands went to the other breast. He gently tugged, nipped, pinched, and licked at each of my nubs, one with his mouth, the other with his hand. Even though the sound from the TV would cover most of our noise, I struggled to keep my sounds of surprise and unaccustomed pleasure under control. When he switched sides, it felt like the sensations doubled and I covered my mouth with a hand to muffle the sounds.

Satisfied that my nipples were firm enough, he pulled back and moved the hand that was covering my crotch.

“Nice. It’s been a while since I’ve seen one that isn’t shaved.” He ran his fingers through my untrimmed, brown bush then tentatively pressed a finger between my folds. He looked up at me with a surprised smile as his finger stopped at the barrier I knew he’d find. “I’ve always known it from other things, but I can’t tell you how special you are. Not every girl has an intact hymen at your age. It’s not that I didn’t believe afyon escort you were a virgin but at least now there’s no question.”

After that, things seemed to move quickly.

Ryan stood and turned us before gently pushing me down onto the bed. After I was settled on my back, he turned off the lights and locked my door then moved to kneel between my spread legs. Without removing his shoes, he pushed his baggy jeans down to his knees, not bothering, or needing, to open them. Next, he lowered the waistband of his boxers and hooked it beneath his heavy looking balls, freeing his erection.

Even though I had seen part of it rising above his waistband I was not prepared for his size. While I had not let anyone enter me, I had given boyfriends hand jobs and blow jobs and Ryan was noticeably bigger than any of them. I must have displayed my surprise because he let out a soft chuckle.

“I get that a lot. But don’t worry, you’ll be fine.” Ryan put some spit on his fingers and used it to lube the tip of his dick and my slit then lowered himself to hover over me and positioned his dick at my entrance. As he bent my knees over his arms and spread my legs a little wider around him, he said, “I’m not going to lie, it’s going to hurt some but it always hurts your first time. The next time we do it, it’ll be much better and you’ll enjoy it more.”

“Next time?” I hadn’t considered the possibility of having sex with Ryan more than once.

“Sure. Only if you want to. But trust me, you’ll want to. I already do.”

I was going to say something more but my breath caught in my throat as he pressed forward. As my outer lips grudgingly spread around the tip of his dick, I involuntarily tensed against the uncomfortably large intrusion.

“It’ll be better if you relax. I know it’s easier said than done but try.” He had stopped with the tip of his crown barely lodged in me. It was just far enough to secure himself while also pressing against my maidenhead. “Ready? Once I’m inside, I’m not going to stop until I’m finished.”

“Yes. I want you— Ow!” I squealed loudly as Ryan rotated his hips quickly and without warning, piercing me. There was a sharp pain as I was breached for the first time and couldn’t help the exclamation.

“Shh,” Ryan hissed angrily. With his dick partially lodged inside me, he stopped moving and waited.

There was soon a knock on the bedroom door and someone trying the knob. Finding the door locked, our mother’s voice asked through the door, “Rachel? Are you okay?”

“Yeah,” I responded, trying my hardest to keep my breathing under control. “Just stubbed a toe on the bed while trying to put my nightgown on. Sorry. Have a good night.”

“Night, sweetie. Happy Birthday.”

“Thanks,” I said tightly to her as Ryan resumed pushing into me. “Love you.”

“Love you, too,” she replied.

“That was close,” Ryan said after her footsteps moved off. He paused again to move a pillow and place it close at hand. “You gotta be quieter. If you need to, bite this or cover your mouth with it.”

“Okay,” I said shakily as he began pushing into me again. The going was slow as my body adjusted to the unfamiliar intrusion. With not quite half of his length in me, he reversed course and began to fuck me slowly with the top of his dick. There was a lot of discomfort as my vaginal walls were stretched for the first time and there was some lingering pain from my hymen breaking but, thankfully, it wasn’t as bad as I had expected. As my body gradually relaxed around him, he began to feed more of his length into me. It seemed to take forever before I felt his hips press against mine.

“That’s all of it,” he said as he paused to adjust his weight and our positioning. Once settled, he began to fuck me with quick but lengthy thrusts. “I’d like to take more time but we might get caught. Next time, we’ll go to my place or make sure Mom and Dad aren’t home.”

There was no intimacy in our act but I didn’t care. Ryan did nothing more than move his hips to complete his mission while I laid there letting him. Part of my mind screamed that what we were doing was wrong, but my thoughts mostly revolved around disbelief that I was actually having sex for the first time and that it was with my brother. I was having sex with the guy I had fantasized the most about.

Despite the lack of finesse in our coupling, as the pain and discomfort grudgingly faded, I began to feel something building within me. I might have been a virgin but I had worked my clit a few times to orgasm so I was familiar with the sensation. However, the way Ryan’s rhythmic motion against my walls was stimulating me was new. I understood it would ultimately be a different way to reach the same end but couldn’t quite get there. I felt the orgasm welling up and knew if I could tap into it, I would feel an immeasurable relief yet I didn’t know how to get to it or explain it to him. Unfortunately, that night I wouldn’t amasya escort be able to explore the options.

“I’m close,” Ryan said through his heavy breathing. His hips sped up and soon I could hear the slapping of our flesh. It was obvious he no longer was concerned about the sound as it only got louder.

“I’m going to come. Oh fuck.” He gave a grunt and I felt his whole body tense. His dick stiffened inside me and I felt an odd warmth spread through my pelvis as he began to fill me.

At that moment, our dad knocked on the door and tried the knob. “Rachel? Do you have someone in there?”

“Shit,” Ryan mumbled even though he erratically continued thrusting his hips through his release.

“No,” I said loud enough to carry through the door.

Our father didn’t convince easily. “Why is your door locked? Open up.”

“Just a second,” I called as Ryan hurriedly pulled out. Even in the dim light from the TV, I could see the thick, white fluid seeping from his tip as he pulled up his jeans and climbed off the bed.

“I hear a bunch of noise. What’s going on in there?”

“I’ll talk to you tomorrow,” Ryan said as he climbed out through the open window.

While he ran to the edge of the roof, I put on a nightshirt. After watching him disappear over the side into the cool, September night, I ran my fingers through my hair, took a calming breath then opened the door.

Our parents burst through looking angry and I could see Renee in the hall trying to peek into the room. Seeing my open window, our dad rushed over and looked out while our mom turned on the light and surveyed the room.

“I see a boy running down the street,” our father said. “He just got into a car. I’m going to see if I can catch him. Renee, to your room.”

Renee obeyed the command without hesitation while Dad rushed out and down the stairs.

Alone in the room with my mom, she took a deep breath and asked, “Who was he?”

“Who?” Even though I knew I had been caught, I felt I had to try. At the very least, as I heard the front door slam open, I knew that I couldn’t identify Ryan as being the guy running away. Not just because of him being my brother but because I didn’t want him to get into trouble for what we had done.

“Rachel Marie, don’t play games. You know who.”

“There was no one here.”

“Well ‘no one’ left behind a mess on your comforter, some of which is now running down your leg.”

Not until she said it did I register the wetness that was trickling out of me. I looked down and saw a clumpy trail of blood-stained white running down along the inside of my right thigh. On my bed were a few puddles of congealed white and pink from when Ryan had quickly pulled out of me. I looked back up at my mother with horror in my eyes.

Between gritted teeth, she said, “Go get cleaned up. We’ll talk when your father gets back.”

In the shower, I worried about what was going to happen. I knew I was in trouble but I hoped they didn’t find Ryan because I didn’t want him to get in trouble as well. To my mind, he had gone above and beyond as a big brother and I loved him for it. I was no longer a virgin and, even though it was interrupted by our parents, we now had an even more special connection.

Unfortunately, as I washed myself, every touch seemed to remind me of my unfulfilled orgasm. I wanted desperately to finish myself off but knew that spending more time in the shower than absolutely necessary was inviting more trouble.

After I finished, I was summoned to the living room by my parents. I received the expected lecture about sex that lasted way longer than it needed, should’ve been had years ago, yet told me nothing about safety and the consequences beyond my reputation and soul. Because of the beliefs of our parents and the fact that I went to a private religious school, my sex education had been limited to—and even that night was still limited to—”Don’t do it until you’re married. If you have sex outside of marriage, you’re going to Hell.” Throughout the one-sided conversation, they kept asking who the guy was but it soon became obvious to them that I wasn’t going to tell. As punishment, they said they were cancelling my party unless I told them though I knew even if they had the knowledge the party was off. When I still told them nothing, they sent me to bed.

“I know you don’t believe me,” I heard my father say after I was out of the room and climbing the stairs. “But I swear it was Ryan’s car that drove away.”

“There’s no way it was him,” my mom said. “That’s her brother. Do you understand what you’re accusing them of?”

“Then why isn’t he answering the phone?”

“Knowing him, he’s probably out with his friends,” Mom said with a bit of disgust. Neither of them approved of the people he hung out with. After graduating from the same school I was in, Ryan quickly dropped the religious beliefs our parents had taught us, much to their dismay. Though he never got into real trouble, they nevertheless thought he was a bad seed because of his appearance and kept trying to redeem him.

When I got to my room I saw the window was still open. Walking over, I went to close it and immediately was thankful that my parents hadn’t lingered there. On the windowsill was an inch-long piece of broken fingernail that could have come from only one person.

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Note: Although not necessary, reading part one (Best Present Ever: Bitch Sister) will explain how Mathew goes from being a nerdy virgin to a dominant Master over his gorgeous, stuck-up cheerleading sister.

Note 2: A special thanks goes to Estragon for his dedication to copy editing my work and making me a better writer.

*

Christmas was pretty anti-climactic after the gift I gave myself…my bitch sister.

With so much of the family arriving and staying with us for Christmas it was impossible to get any alone time to continue my training of my slave sister. I did make it clear that she was suppose to find a way for us to be together on Boxing Day, preferably with her friends.

While we were unwrapping presents with the whole nuclear family in the evening, a family tradition that goes back over 100 years, Sandra whispered in my ear, “I got us a rendezvous for tomorrow afternoon, Master.”

Calling me Master, even quietly, in a room full of family was fucking hot and had my cock revved up and ready to go. I gave her a nod that showed my approval and continued my Christmas unwrapping, my mind already looking ahead to tomorrow’s presents. I wondered if she got any of her subs to agree; if so, who? I also wondered if Beth would be there as she was the one I really wanted to fuck.

The next couple of hours were chaos, and it was past ten before I got to ask my sister any questions. “So slut, what is tomorrow’s plan?”

She smiled, being coy, “Boxing Day shopping, of course.”

I warned, “Don’t make me punish you.”

Her smile stayed. “Maybe I want to be punished.”

“I’ll remember that,” I responded, a devious plan of role-reversal already in my head.

“Anyway, Allison is out of town, and so is her family, but I have keys to her house,” my naughty sister revealed.

“She is your lab partner, right?”

“Yes, you and she might really hit it off. She is applying to Harvard as well,” my sister answered, thoughtfully.

“Interesting,” I replied, acting uninterested, even though I was very curious. This bio partner was obviously smart, which was a turn-on in its own way. I was instantly curious what she looked like and how someone so supposedly intelligent could succumb to my sister. The only logical explanation was insecurity. Pushing the curiosity to the back of my mind, I asked, “And Beth?”

“I told Beth everything and she is quite eager to watch you and me go at it.”

“She does realize I plan to fuck her, right?”

“I imagine she knows it is a possibility,” my sister responded, giving my cock a squeeze, before adding with a pouty face, “You are not hard.”

I shrugged, “And Della?”

“She will be there too,” my sister revealed.

“Excellent!” I exclaimed, a naughty, naughty plan unfolding in my head. “And what time is this gathering taking place?”

“I suggested two. Della has a family supper at her grandmother’s, Beth has shopping plans with her Mother in the morning and I, of course, would like to do a little Boxing Day shopping myself,” she explained rather thoroughly, which I liked. She clearly didn’t want to upset me.

I suggested, “And I expect you to buy something special for tomorrow.”

She blushed, “You are so naughty, Mathew.”

I winked, gave her voluptuous breasts one quick squeeze and went to the kitchen.

BOXING DAY

I too went shopping in the morning, buying a new digital camera in HD, the Lord of the Rings extended version box set on Blu-Ray and a choker for my sister, which I planned for her to always wear as a constant reminder of who owns her.

Sandra texted me the address where we were to meet and I arrived, on purpose, a few minutes late. I knocked on the front door of the stranger’s house and was greeted by chubby Della in her cheerleader’s outfit and beige thigh highs completely in view with her short cheerleading skirt not able to cover any part of them. Her pink painted toenails, so clearly visible in her sandal-foot stockings, had my cock instantly interested. She greeted me, “Come on in, Master.”

Clearly she had been given instructions from Sandra. I followed her into the living-room where Beth and Sandra were already sitting down. Della immediately went to my sister’s feet and between her stockinged legs. All three sexy girls had on the exact same stockings and cheerleading outfits. I watched quietly as Della licked my sister’s pussy, my sister still trying to keep the image of power she had in her clique. But that was about to change.

I ordered, “Slut, get over here.”

Both Della and my sister turned towards me. I said to Della, “Not you Della. I am talking to the biggest slut here…my slave sister.”

“Mathew,” she whispered, suddenly ashamed by the treatment she was being given; ironic considering it is how she treated Della, and I assume her other pets.

“What, slut?” I asked, my tone implying I wasn’t in the mood for disobedience.

“Nothing,” she retracted, walking over to me.

“On your knees,” I ordered.

She kütahya escort obeyed, looking back at Beth nervously.

I smiled, “I bet Beth loves watching you being put in your place.”

Beth’s slight smile gave me the affirmative answer I was expecting.

I bent down and put the black choker around my sister’s neck. “This is to always be worn. It is a constant reminder of your place…as your brother’s personal fuck-toy slut. Is that understood?”

Her teary eyes showed hints of crying, but no tears flowed as she answered, “Yes, Master.”

“Now Della, let’s see those big tits,” I requested politely.

Showing no signs of nervousness, she quickly pulled her cheerleading uniform over her head, revealing a white bra and panties set. Her huge breasts were barely able to be held in check by the lace bra. I asked, “What size are your breasts, Della?”

“40DD,” she answered, just as she released them from captivity. Her breasts were completely captivating and mouth watering.

I walked over to her, leaving my sister on the floor, and said, “Do you like being a submissive to my sister?”

She broke eye contact with me and said, rather unconvincingly, “Yes.”

“Why do you obey her?” I asked.

Still refusing to make eye contact with me, she replied, “I don’t know.”

I chuckled, “You must know, Della. No one becomes a dyke slut without knowing why. So why?”

She whispered, “To be popular.”

“Ahhhhhh, the truth,” I proclaimed, pausing, “will set you free.”

I took one of her breasts in my hand and I felt her shiver, clearly uncomfortable with my touch. “Why are you letting me touch your breasts?”

“Because your sister told me to do whatever you asked,” the submissive girl admitted.

“So if asked you to bend over and take my cock in your ass, you would?”

“Yes,” she whispered, so quietly no one other than me could here.

“Would you enjoy it?” I asked.

“No,” she answered.

“Have you been fucked in the ass before, Della?”

“No.”

“But you would allow me to take your anal virginity, right here, right now?” I asked, attempting to make the submission as absurd as possible.

Della still had not made eye contact with me as she again confirmed her obedience with a slight nod.

I asked for confirmation, “And all this submission to my sister and Beth is simply to be popular?”

She shook her head yes and surprised me by looking up and defended herself. “You don’t understand. I have been treated badly based strictly on my weight.”

I interjected, “You are not fat, Della. You are chubby, or as Marilyn Monroe was described, voluptuous.”

She blushed, obviously flattered by a rare comment. “I used to be a lot larger,” she admitted.

I let go of her large breast and explained, “Della, I know exactly what it feels like to feel out of place. To be judged based on appearances. Actually, I assume you have judged me too. But I finally had enough of the judging and being treated like a doormat. Didn’t I, baby sister?”

My sister still on the floor answered, rather seductively, “Yeah, the mouse finally roared like a lion.”

I returned my gaze to Della and said, “Look at me, Della.”

She looked up into my eyes. Her blue-green misty eyes were beautiful. I attempted to build this insecure girl’s confidence, “Della, you are a beautiful woman with lots going for you, your eyes are enchanting, your smile is seductive and, of course, your breasts defy gravity.”

Clearly not used to flattery, she stammered, “T-t-thanks.”

“And I have a gift for you,” I said. I paused for dramatic effect before ordering, “Sandra, go take off your new Mistress’s panties.”

“What?” Sandra asked stunned by my order.

“I think my order was pretty clear. Get your whore ass over to Della,” I ordered. When she didn’t immediately obey I roared, “Now, slut!”

My sister gave the deadly glare that had crushed me so many times before. But I was no longer intimidated by her facade of power and I returned a glare just as menacing. A brief power struggle followed, but it was short lived as my sister began to stand up.

Making it clear that I was Master and she was the slave, I added to the humiliation, “Crawl.”

She fell back to her knees and crawled slowly. Her head down, avoiding eye contact, she obeyed my order, and eventually reached Della, who was unable to control her smile. Once my sister reached her chubby friend, I repeated my earlier command, “Baby sis, take off your new Mistress’s panties.”

My sister looked back at me her eyes pleading for a reprieve, one I refused to give. Sandra then slowly reached up and tentatively removed Della’s panties.

Once they were off, I spoke to Della, “Today, Sandra is your sub. Sandra beg Della for the privilege of being her dyke slut.”

Sandra was mortified by the turn of events, but looked up from her subservient position and asked, “Della, may I please be your sub?”

I malatya escort scoffed, “That wasn’t believable, you can do much better than that.”

She sighed too, but upped the ante when she got nasty, “Della, may I please lick your pussy and pleasure you like you have me so many times?”

Della looked to me and then, her confidence building, just as mine had, she ordered, “Get licking, slave.”

Sandra had to reach up to reach Della’s pussy. The scene was oddly perverse and arousing. I glanced over to Beth, who was watching her best friend submit sexually to their joint sub.

The scene lasted a couple of minutes before Della, clearly uncomfortable standing, ordered, “Sandra, crawl to the couch.”

Sandra obeyed, her face slightly shiny from Della’s juice.

Della, beginning to get more comfortable with her new position of power, ordered, “Clean my soles with your tongue.”

Sandra’s look showed her unhappiness with the order and her new position, but she obeyed lifting Della’s right foot up to her face.

I looked at Beth, who was avidly watching the power shift, and walked over to her and said, “Are you enjoying the show, my sweetness?”

She looked up at me and asked demurely, “And why do you want to know?”

I was suddenly nervous. I know I could fuck Sandra or Della now, but it was Beth I craved. I attempted to be suave. “Because someone looks like she needs a late Christmas present.”

“I do, do I?” she answered, with a coy smile, her British accent adding to the playful seduction. Her hand went to my stiff cock, “Is this my gift here?”

“Yes,” I answered, “and it is a present that keeps on giving.”

“Really?” she teased, rubbing my cock. “Can I unwrap it?”

I nodded, a mixture of excitement and nervousness overwhelming me.”

She smiled and unzipped my pants and allowed them to drop to my knees. Grabbing my cock in her small hand, she teased, “What a big present! I’d better wrap it back up.”

She leaned forward and took my cock in her pretty little mouth, wrapping it back up. Watching my biggest stroke fantasy with her mouth full of my cock was amazing. Having not come yet today, I knew my first load would come quick. Her sweet mouth and the way she slobbered up my cock, creating a whirlwind of sensations also accelerated my quick release. Within less than two minutes, I shot my load down Beth’s throat. The great cocksucker that she was, she swallowed every drop and kept bobbing up and down.

Nearby, Della, getting into her new role of power, demanded, “Eat my pussy, captain,” her tone bitter and sarcastic. I glanced over in time to see my sister’s head disappear between Della’s slightly chubby legs.

Once my orgasm was completely done, I pushed her onto the couch and spread her legs. She was wearing pantyhose with a hole where her pussy was and no panties. I didn’t even know such things existed. I kissed her pantyhose clad thighs as she moaned softly. Nearby, I could hear Della’s increased breathing. I was tempted to bury my face between the British goddess’ legs but wanted to saviour this dream come true. I also wanted to get her excited enough to beg me to fuck her. I moved across her uncovered and slightly glistening pussy, my hot breath deliberately making my presence felt, but kept moving until I reached her other thigh. I kissed, nibbled and licked all over her leg, teasing her relentlessly. Her moans became a constant rhythm and increased the second shy sweet Della screamed, “I’m coming slut, keep licking me!”

Seconds later, Della’s undeniable orgasmic scream filled the room and spurred Beth on. “Enough of the fucking foreplay stud. I want that big cock of yours in me.” Having any girl say that to me was hot, but in Beth’s British accent it was even hotter.

I looked up and smiled, teasing her the way she used to tease me when I was just Sandra’s nerdy older brother, “All in good time, my girl.”

Instead I moved to her glistening wet pussy and began licking. Slow at first, just barely making contact with her swollen pussy lips. She lifted her ass, up attempting to make contact, but I backed away. I wanted it clear I was in control here.

She whimpered, “Please, just shove that big cock of yours in me.”

Instead, I sucked her clit into my mouth in one sudden movement.

She screamed, “Oh God, yes!”

Just as sudden, I let it go and returned to a slow tease.

Della, nearby, ordered, “Go get your brother ready to fuck Beth.”

I continued my teasing pussy-pleasing without looking up.

My sister asked, her tone humble and obedient, “Master can you open your legs so I can crawl between?”

Without moving my head, I opened my legs and felt my sister crawl between them. It must have been an absurd scene. A broad smile crossed my face as I reflected how quickly things had changed between her and me. As I began to put more pressure on Beth’s delicious pussy lips, Della joined making my original twosome batman escort a foursome. Della concentrated her attention on Beth’s perky breasts while I teased and pleased her down below.

Her moaning increased to heavy panting and she begged desperately this time, “Please, Mathew, I need your cock in my cunt so fucking bad.”

Smiling at her desperation, I tested her resolve, “All you have to do to feel my big hard cock in you is beg Della to straddle your pretty face so I can watch you eat pussy.”

Beth, who I knew from conversations with Sandra, had allowed Della and a couple of others to please her, had never returned the favour, although Beth and my sister had made out at a party for their boyfriends once.

Beth looked at me with a look of frustrated desperation before giving in completely, “Della, can I please lick your pussy?”

Della glanced over at me with a smile, before straddling Beth’s pretty face.

I watched as Beth extended her tongue and tasted her first pussy. Keeping my word, I took my cock out of my sister’s sweet mouth and repositioned myself so I was ready to fuck my British dream girl. I tapped my cock on her clit, which triggered uncontrollable moans and twitches.

She whimpered between licks of Della’s pussy, “Please, Mathew, I need your cock in me so fucking bad.”

I finally obliged her wanton lust and made her begging and my fantasy come true at the same time. I pulled my cock out of my sister’s sweet lips and slid it between Beth’s pussy lips. The second I slipped between her glistening pussy lips I was in heaven. Her warmth numbed me as I slowly filled her pussy with my cock. Once all in, I began to slowly fuck her, taking my time as I wanted to savour every second inside her oasis of juice.

Her moans only enhanced the sensations I was feeling, knowing I was responsible for those moans of sexual pleasure. After a couple of minutes of slow and steady fucking, I ordered my sister, who was watching this perverted threesome, “Come suck on Beth’s clit while I fuck her, baby sis.”

Without hesitation, my sexy sister moved bedside her best friend and took Beth’s swollen clit in her mouth.

The double sensation had Beth writhing in pleasure as I shifted from slow steady thrusts to deep fast thrusts. The scene was porno movie hot and within a couple of minutes of the double pleasure Beth screamed bloody murder as an orgasm tore through her body. Both Sandra and I continued our focused pleasing all throughout Beth’s orgasm.

Once I thought she was done, I demanded, my confidence brimming, “Let’s reposition ourselves. On your knees on the floor, Beth. Della sit on the couch and offer our British slut your sweet cunt. Sandra crawl underneath Beth and suck on her sweet cunt.”

Very quickly, I watched as my directions were followed faithfully. Once the three were in position, I watched the lesbian threesome with manly satisfaction. A few minutes later, with both Beth and Della moaning louder, I moved behind Beth and slid my cock back into her pussy. Unlike my slow thrusts the first time, this time it was about getting me off. Each hard thrust forward had Beth’s face slammed into Della’s cunt.

I was just beginning to get in a proper rhythm when Beth begged, “My arse, fuck my arse, baby.”

It took a moment to figure out what she was begging for, for me to fuck her sweet ass. My dream come true just kept getting better and better. I slid my cock out and rubbed it between her ass cheeks. She begged again, “Don’t tease me baby, just fill my arse with your cock.”

Now desperate to do just that, I spread her ass cheeks apart, found her tiny rosebud and wondered how the hell my cock would fit inside such a small hole.

I placed it at her anal entrance and slowly pushed forward. It was so tight and that penetration seemed impossible. I paused with just the very tip of my cock inside her. Suddenly she pushed back and my cock slowly disappeared inside her ass. It was so tight I wasn’t convinced I would be able to fuck her. The decision was made for me when pretty British Beth began to fuck herself on my cock. She started slow as her tight ass got comfortable with my big cock. The tightness was the most incredible feeling ever and because she fucked me slowly it kept me revved up but not close to climax.

Beth’s moans increased again as she got accustomed to the cock in her ass and the pressure on her clit from her best friend. Time seemed to stand still as I experienced my first foursome. Once in a comfortable rhythm, Della pulled Beth back to her pussy. The naughty foursome continued for a long time before Della reached her second orgasm, soon followed by Beth having her second orgasm from me as she screamed, “Oh god yes, your cock feels so fucking good in my arse, baby. Yes, oh yes, oh yes, oh-oh-oh-oh fuuuuuuuck, I’m coming from your arse-fuuuuucking!”

Her body quaked around my cock and enhanced the sensation and I knew I would soon follow. I grabbed her ass and began to pound her hard even as her orgasm continued to thunder through her. Finally close, I pulled out of Beth’s ass and shoved my cock into my sister’s mouth. I fucked her face like it was a pussy and unloaded a full stream of cum in her mouth. Once spent, I fell back onto the couch to catch my breath. I snapped my fingers and my sister obediently crawled between my legs and cleaned my cock.

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After my Aunt had left the room I was blown away. What just had happened here? She had caught me doing something I shouldn’t have and then she made me do it right in front of her. Anyway I had to get ready for dinner and what was yet to come. I put on a pair of jeans and a button down shirt with the sleeves rolled up just a bit. I guess that was the style, my ex-girlfriend helped me out in that department a little.

I emerged from my room and started to walk in the kitchen to get a glass of water. My Aunt comes out of her room with a dress bottom and a sheer black blouse on top of a black tank top black bra that I had just left my seed in. It didn’t make her look big, she knew she was and you could see the confidence in her when she wore it and walked around.

She came up behind me put her left arm on my left shoulder and with her right arm she gently squeezed my cock and said, “He better be ready for a night of fun.”

With that she let go and turned to go grab her pocket book and keys to her car. I was stunned and frightened at the same time. What was I going to have to do? I knew she was ready for just about anything. So we hopped in the car and started to back out of the garage. She didn’t tell me where we were going or how long it was going to take to get there.

As soon as we got out of the drive way and started to move along on the street she said to me, “I want to see it.”

I said, “What?”

She said, “Take it out, and get it hard, I want to see if he is ready for my action tonight.”

I said, “Ok fine.”

I unzipped my pants and started to play with my cock. I couldn’t believe I was doing this in front of my Aunt in the car on the way to dinner. I started to close my eyes and think about what had just happened just minutes before. I was getting harder and harder every minute. Suddenly I felt her hand on top of mine. I kept going though. She was controlling my speed with her hand. Up and down and up and down and a little twist and then faster and then slower. She heard me moan. I was feeling great and if I could have came right there I would have. What seemed like a 5 minute ride was actually 15 and we were there.

She let go of my ready cock and artvin escort said, “Put it away, he is ready for dinner.”

I did what I was told. She had taken me to this little Italian restaurant with the cheesy table cloths and the music and the candles on the table. It was called Little Italy. How creative right? It was a quiet little place and we were seated in a back corner. She had me sit right next to her in the booth instead of across. The waitress had come and taken our drinks and my Aunt and I still haven’t said a word to each other yet.

Finally she looks at me and says, “I want you to jack off right there. I want to see it and I want you to finish in my drink.”

I said, “Are you serious? We are in a restaurant?”

She said demandingly, “Yes, do it now or I am on the phone!”

I had to comply with her request. I took it out and started to play with it. Little by little I was getting harder. She was watching my every move. I was watching her and keeping my eyes on her huge tits. I was going faster and slower and didn’t want to cum right there. I had to wait for the server to bring us our drinks. Then I see her lick her hand and put it on my cock. She replaced my hand with the warm sensation of hers. I bucked my hips a little.

She said, “Calm down, I know it feels good, but we haven’t even gotten our drinks yet. Rub on my tits a little.”

I did what I was told I had my right hand on the outside of her left breast. I was the one against the wall and she was on the aisle side of the table. She was stroking me with her left hand and I was playing with her tit with my right. No one could see what was happening it was too dark. I could feel her hard nipple through her layers and I stayed on that for a little but. Just then the server brought us our drinks. I was still out in the open, but she didn’t notice and we ordered our food and were back at it again.

May Aunt said to me, “I don’t want you to cum in my wine, it too good of a year. I want you to keep playing with yourself. I am going to the ladies bathroom. In 2 minutes I want you to meet me in the first stall.”

I nodded my head and with that she got up and left. What was I going to do? I took a swig of my beer and stopped jacking myself off. I looked around and aydın escort it looks as though no one has noticed anything. Everyone was still conversating low at their tables. A few couples were eating and ordering desert. I waited and waited and finally I got up and walked to the women’s restroom. I walked in and nobody was at the sinks in front of a mirror. A little sigh came out of me. I walked to the first stall and gave a little knock. The door opened and there was my Aunt sitting on the pot, not going just sitting on it with dress still on.

She said to me, “Drop your pants!”

I said, “Ok.” And dropped my pants. I still had a hard-on and she knew it. She was sitting there with her blouse off, her shirt under it off and just her bra on. Her tits looked like they wanted to be freed from their tight confines. She took my dick in her hand and started to jerk me off. I leaned over her and undid her bra. Her tits fell out and I started to massage her silver dollar areolas. Her nipples were sticking straight out, I gave them a little pinch and she started to moan. I felt the sticky substance that was left from earlier in the evening and didn’t mind. I felt her speed up with her hand then suddenly let go.

She said, “I want you in my mouth.”

With that she replaced her hand with her mouth. First sliding her tongue under my shaft and balls and then back up to the head. That made my knees buckle some. She deep-throated me on the first try and lead a saliva trail back to her mouth. She slurped it up and licked all around the tip. Then she blew on it just soft enough for the cold feeling to send shivers down my spine. She knew I was about to cum with that little of try. She engulfed my cock and started to bob up and down. First faster and then she slowed down. She was an expert at this. She used her teeth just right and her tongue swiveled all around the head just right. I still had a tit in my hand at this point and she was looking up straight into my eyes. She let go of my cock with her mouth and replaced it with her hand.

She said to me, “This time I want you to cum on my tits.”

I nodded my head was all I could do. Just about 3 pumps later I came all over her chest. I had milky white gobs all over the middle of her chest and some on her balıkesir escort nipples. She took a finger and ran it through one of the pools and licked it.

She said, “That was good. Ok now clean yourself up and let’s go eat.”

I told her, “NO”

She said, “What?”

I said to her, “Stand up, and switch me. Take your dress down.” I was feeling brave at the time obviously.

She was stunned. She didn’t know what to do. The tables were turning on her and she knew it. She had to comply. She stood up and we switched places. She had dropped her dress down to the floor, wearing no underwear and there she was naked in front of me. She had a shaven pussy, just how I love it. You could smell the scent of pussy probably even outside of the bathroom too. I made her lick my two right hand finger and give them a little suck. I slowly stuck them in her warm cunt. She gave a little moan. I started to move my fingers in and out of her first at slow and then picked up the pace. I found her G-spot and fingered that for a few minutes. I saw her clit start to come out of its hiding and I went for it.

She softly moaned, “Oh god, keep going. ahhh.”

I sunk down and surrounded the clit with my lips. I started to lick it at first and then suck on it. I was on her G-spot and her clit at the same time. I knew she couldn’t last too much longer. I was sucking for all I was worth and finally she came.

She said, “Oh god, I’m Cumming, don’t stop, don’t stop, oh my god ahhhhhhh.”

With that she came not once but twice. I stood up and gave her a little kiss on the cheek. She moved her lips towards mine and we were starting to make out right there in the stall. I could feel my cock start to twitch back to life and so could she. She guided my hardening cock to her cunt with her hand. I slid in slowly at first. She let out a soft moan in my mouth and kissed me harder.

I pumped in and out of her twice when she broke our kiss and pushed me back.

She said to me,” No, not now. We still have to go eat and this is not the place for that.”

With that we cleaned ourselves up and put our clothes back on. I left out of there first and then she followed minutes later. Our dinner hadn’t come yet, thankfully.

She moved her left hand onto my knee and whispered in to my ear, “I can’t wait until you drive us home…..”

With that our dinner came. We ate in silence looking at each other from time to time and giggled like school kids. We had finished our meal and did not want desert. I paid the bill and we walked out.

She handed me the keys and said, “Take us home, but take the long way. We are going to have some fun……”

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Bella was floating in a cloud of smoke. Her 23 year old naked 33D-26-40 curvaceous body exposed to a man.

Bella can’t tell if she knows him or not as the smoke is so dense that she can only make out his silhouette. The only thing she can see clearly is the mammoth mushroom headed monster pressing to her pussy lips.

It looked like it went on as far as her eyes could see as it vanished into the smoke even though the man’s body is on top of hers.

He pushes his helmet past her soaking we lips and his shaft journeys deep. It doesn’t seem to stop as Bella watches his never ending shaft filling her body.

Even though she can see her lover filling her with his infinity rod she couldn’t feel him. She was extremely horny, seeing but not feeling him was teasing Bella to the brink, not giving her the satisfaction she craved.

“Bella!” She hears her name as the world begins to shake and everything around her falls to darkness.

Wes woke up and came out to the living room to find his exposed sister passed out on the couch. She’s wearing a satin short robe that had fallen open while Bella was asleep to reveal her naked body. Lying on her back with both arms pulled up, crossing each other over her face. One leg was bent and leaning against up on the sofa and her other leg was off the couch spread open. An empty wine bottle at her feet.

Her hips are swaying as if calling to him and her pussy glistens from the light coming in through the open curtains

Wes was shocked! Being a virgin to all things female he never saw a woman naked in real life let alone moving her body the way he was seeing now.

Reality of the situation hit him, he was rock hard and his sister was the culprit for obvious reasons. He knew his sister was pretty but never before has he had this kind of reaction.

Knowing he had to do something Wes went to shake Bella’s arm and call out her name. When he did so his eyes watched in awe of his sisters tits jiggled.

When there was no real reaction is when Wes’s mischievous side sparked up.

Wes grabbed his camera and started to record his sister sleeping on the couch. At first he wasn’t thinking about doing anything until Bella moaned.

“No, please!” Not wanting her dream to end Bella calls out to her lover as she reaches out for him.

“I need it,” Bella cries as her head begins to pound with the fury of last night’s drinking but still horny as hell.

Feeling her lovers shirt Bella pulls him into her open legs. Trying to open her eyes but the bright morning sun attacked her head. Instead she closed her eyes and brought her lovers face to hers and began kissing him lustfully.

Wes couldn’t process what was happening as it was going to quick. Having his sister attacking him like this was shocking in more ways one.

He was turned on as Bella held him to her naked body. The fact he’s never been in a position like this before, not only that but from his sister and he was getting it all on camera also fed his lust.

While Wes is overthinking his kissing and if he was getting a good shot with his camera his sisters hands were running down his t-shirt clad flabby body towards his boxers.

Bella’s head was semi lost in ecstasy from her dream and a dizzying hangover. In the heat of the moment she’s not thinking about who it is she’s with.

All Bella cares about is the hunger of lust her dream left her in. Her hands sleepily work free the hardened rod hidden in her lovers boxer shorts that kept her from feeling him on her dripping wet lips.

When she feels the flesh of his manhood touch her glistening lips it sends shivers throughout her body. She still kisses his fumbling lips as her hands direct his helmet to her entrance.

When Wes feels her slit brushing against his bare mushroom tip he can’t believe it. Pulling up front his sisters mouth, breaking from her kiss and looking down to see his cock actually touching a pussy for the first time. Not only did this kastamonu escort blow his mind but his load too.

Wes was viewing it all through his camera as focusing on their sexes connecting. His shaft twitching it first shot directly into the folds of her pussy.

Bella felt the warmth coat the outside of her pussy with her lovers first shot. Her lust not fulfilled and acting on the need to satisfy her body she pushes her hips and pulls at his.

Bella feels the second shot stream all the way up to her chest. At this point she presses his shaft into her pussy lips while rocking her hips. His cock coating her from her stomach down to her camel toe with every burst of his seed as his cock slowly ceased firing.

Bella was disappointed, she wanted more as it seemed to subdue the hangover and the yearning she was left with. But she was regaining hope as she noticed his cock was still hard as he was now moving his hips against hers.

Wes got the entire shot of him blowing his load all over his sister. His head was overwhelmed and fueled with desire as he continued enjoying the feeling of his cock sliding along her lips.

Wes didn’t really care at this point that Bella was his sister. He was so turned on all he could think about were two things. Losing his virginity and capturing it all on camera.

Bella ran her hands under her lovers shirt to feel his soft flabby body while enjoying the feeling of his cock playing with her pussy. When suddenly she realised she wasn’t dreaming, she wasn’t dating anyone at this point and didn’t remember bringing anyone home last night.

“Holy shit!” Bella shrieked, opening her eyes to see her 18 year old fat little brother between her legs. His rigid cock at her entrance and a camera in his hands filming it all.

“Wes,” Bella shockingly questioned, realizing mistakes have been made, “what the fuck are you doing?”

“What do you mean?” Wes didn’t understand what she was getting at. He was still rubbing against her pussy lips..

“Get the fuck off of me you fucking rapist!” Bella yelled and pushed him back away from her.

“You molested me you bitch!” Wes countered, “and I have proof right here.” Pointing out the camera he had focused on her.

“Bullshit,” Bella said unsure of what he said was true or not as she sat up and wrapped her body with her robe. Noticing more than ever the cum all over her body.

Wes stopped recording and played the clip from the beginning, holding it out for Bella to see.

“Delete it!” Bella was embarrassed by what she saw.

“You know what,” Wes said mischievously, “I think I’ll send it out to all your friends. Maybe mom would like to see what you let happen.”

Bella knew mom thought she partied too much and this would not sit well. Sure they both would get heat for what happened but it was obvious her drinking was the reason it happened at all.

“No,” Bella pleaded, “please, Wesley don’t show that to anybody, please!” The worry was ever present in her voice.

Wes liked seeing her like this. Bella was usually too cool to be nice to her brother. Sure she had her moments but they were few and far between all the bullying she’s done.

“Blow me,” Wes said as an order more than an insult. His hard on still hanging out over the waistband of his boxers.

“What?” Bella questioned, taken back at his demands. Looking at her younger brother in shock. Here he was. His 5’7″ 200 pound frame standing in front of her with a confidence she’s never experienced.

“Suck my dick!” Wes said louder as if she were hard of hearing. He closed the gap between them, turning the camera back on and capturing her seated with his cock at her face. “Well?”

“Put the camera away,” Bella demanded but Wes wasn’t going to do that.

“Ok,” was all Wes said as he turned his back to Bella and started walking to his room. “I’ve got some emails to send.”

“WAIT!” She kayseri escort called out to Wes, “stop.”

Wes turned around again focusing the camera on her sitting on the sofa. He waited for her to say or do something as she sat there holding her robe closed over her body.

Bella resigned herself to her fate and patting the empty seat next to her on the sofa.

“Alright!” Wes celebrated out loud, taking the his seat and leaned back waiting for his blow job.

Bella reluctantly got down on the floor. On her knees between Wes’s legs and leaned over his cock.

The smell wasn’t pleasant, his musk was strong especially with her scent on his rod as well. He wasn’t big but did have decent length and his cock did have some girth to it. She took his cock into her hand and lowered her head down.

Wes couldn’t believe his luck as he saw his head disappear between Bella’s amazing lips. The warmth of her mouth engulfing his member as she began servicing him was like nothing he could’ve imagined.

Bella on the other hand was feeling ill with her hangover and the fact she was giving her little brother a blow job. She stayed focused though and worked her mouth as best she could. She wanted it over as soon as possible.

She kept her eyes shut because of how bright it felt in the room from the morning sun. Also because she didn’t want to see the camera or her brother. His rod within her mouth was all she wanted to concentrate on.

“Oh, yeah!” Wes let out as the sensation of his first blow job was surreal on every level. His sister was masterfully working his manhood more so than he could’ve ever conceived.

Hearing her brothers voice was disturbing as she had him inside of her mouth. She was sliding her lips along his rod when she felt his free hand find the back of her head.

Wes could feel it building and he pressed his sisters head down onto his pulsing cock. When he felt himself fully inserted he shot of into her throat, “I’m cumming!”

Bella felt the explosion and instinctively tried swallowing it. She was amazed at how much he was depositing inside of her mouth after he already came all over her body. Some spilled from her lips, down his shaft. She felt it collecting on her lips as she took him fully into her mouth one last time.

Bella licked her lips clean after pulling off of Wes’s cock. She was happy it was over.

“Holy shit Bella,” Wes said leaning forward, reaching out with his free hand and pulled her head back down to his semi hard penis. “I think I’ve got one more go in me, yet.”

“Are you serious?” Bella let out in disbelief, “I’m your fucking sister.”

“Yeah, FUCKING sister!” Wes proclaimed, “I don’t think it’ll take much more to get me hard again.”

“Stop,” Bella said putting her hands on his waist to stop her further embarrassment. Her lips just inches from his young cock.

“What,” Wes asked? His tone was that of impatience. He was also taking notice of her robe hanging loose. He could she her skin between the hanging fabric.

Wes let his hand move from the back of Bella’s neck. She straightened her posture while her hands where still on his hips.

“Is that really all you want from me,” Bella asked?

Wes moved his hand to the center of her chest and slid his hand under the fabric to Bella’s tit. His cock was waking up as well. He could feel the blood returning as he massaged her amazingly firm breast.

“No,” his eyes wondered down to Bella’s legs and how they were closed, preventing him the pleasure of seeing her pussy.

“Wesley,” Bella called to her brother. She was also amazed at Wes’s stamina. She’s been with a few guys and never have they emptied so much cum but never have any of them been ready so fast for a third go.

Wes move his hand up her breast and over her shoulder. Removing the robe from obstructing his access.

“You promise not to show or tell anyone anything?” Bella kıbrıs escort was worried about her friends finding out or what the neighbors would say if they knew.

“You’re my secret fucking sister,” he said returning his hand to her exposed tit. He looked in awe at how his hand looked squeezing her juicy flesh.

“Really,” Bella couldn’t believe she was going to go through with this. She stood up and removed her robe. It fell to the floor leaving her standing in front of her little brother absolutely naked.

“Fuck yeah!” The excitement in Wes’s voice was like a kid at the candy store. His hand rose up to her tits again. Moving from one another, too fast for it to be pleasurable for Bella but pure bliss for Wes.

Bella climbed onto Wes’s lap and let him feast on her titties. His mouth sucked her nipple hard while his free hand roamed down and took hold of her big beautiful ass.

Bella reached down, taking hold of his rod, guided him towards her still wet pussy. She didn’t like that her body was turned on even though her mind was not.

Wes was overjoyed. It was a glorious day and it was only starting. He was practically masturbated by a female, recieved his first blow job and was about to lose his virginity and all within an hour!

“This is fucking amazing sis,” Wes exclaimed! Goosebumps formed all over his body as he felt his head break the threshold of her lips.

“Shhh, don’t speak,” Bella shushed. She didn’t want to hear his voice. Again she closed her eyes as she slowly eased down on her brothers cock. She didn’t want to see or hear him while all of this was happening.

“But you’re so fucking amazing!” Wes complimented her naked body and her fucking him more so than anything else.

“Please, quiet,” Bella huffed as she started grinding her hips slowly, rhythmically on her brother’s cock.

“I never imagined it like this,” Wes breathlessly announced. Enjoying the way his sister was making him feel as her body moved on top of his.

“What,” Bella asked? For the first time looking to her brother’s face. She didn’t stop fucking him while taking in everything. His face was painted in absolute delight. “Are you a virgin?”

“Not anymore,” he happily replied! Putting the camera down on the end table but still pointed at them. Then taking Bella by the hips and with all his inexperience tried to meet her thrusts.

Bella liked it better when he wasn’t trying to actively participate. She felt better when he was just motionless letting her make the moves.

“Please, just shut up!” Bella was fed up. She didn’t like that she was being used. She didn’t like what she saw when her eyes were open and she didn’t like hearing Wes’s voice while she was fucking him.

Bella was determined to get him off as fast as possible. She pulled his mouth to her chest to shut him up. Took his hands and guided them to her ass. Wrapped hers around his neck to keep him occupied on her tits and really started to buck on his cock.

Wes was taken back. He never imagined anything like this happening before but now he knew he never wanted it to stop.

He loved the way Bella felt as her tight wet pussy gripped his dick. He cherished the way her beautiful D-cup titties felt and jiggles. Wes never imagined he’d have his hands full of his sister’s ass while she rode him like a wild horse.

Bella could feel his cock along her walls. Her thrust were driven by determination. Determined to make her little brother cum as fast as possible. Which considering he already came twice could take a few minutes.

Wes grunted with every thrust as Bella slammed her body to his. He thought she was mad with lust just as he was but couldn’t have been more wrong. But that thought was what Bella needed right now.

Wes pulled her ass into him hard. He wanted to cum as deep as possible into his sister’s tight love canal.

Bella felt the now all too familiar twitch of Wes’s cock inside of her body. Then the warmth of his seed being deposited deep inside of her pussy.

Wes’s climax was intense. He huffed and grunted as he shot load after load into Bella. It wasn’t as much as the previous two times but it was still a good amount being deposited into Bella’s body.

“Oh fuck,” Wes grunted out the last of his seed. “That was amazing sis!”

*to be continued*

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“Daddy?”

He heard her voice from his home office. Had he spent all morning grading papers? He took a quick look at his watch. 12:30. His daughter was as punctual as ever, and he had just spent 3 hours grading final papers.

“Daaaad! Are you home?”

Jessica had decided to drive home from College for the Holidays despite her father’s persistent offers to pick her up. It wasn’t that long of a drive—maybe 3 hours—but Daddy always wanted to make sure his little girl was safe even though she wasn’t that little anymore.

He remembered noticing the slight swell of her breasts under her too tight t-shirt the day he gave her a ride to her new dorm last September. He also remembered the shame he felt on noticing such a thing.

Later that night, he had jerked off to thoughts of pretty young things walking around in short skirts and tight cropped tops. Ever since the divorce his libido had taken an ascending curve. He had that Poker Face song stuck in his head—his daughter had played it over and over during the trip—and was fantasizing about the cute College girls he saw on campus.

He was pumping his rock hard rod, picturing the cute College students shaking their tight ass at him. Then all of a sudden his daughter’s barely blossomed breasts popped in his mind.

The inappropriate thought immediately was dismissed, and Seth kept on stroking his stiff cock, picturing an anonymous mouth pleasuring him. He couldn’t remember the last time his cock has been this hard. He had came in what seemed like buckets, his daughter’s pert breasts still somewhere in the back of his mind.

He of course never intentionally masturbated to the thought of his daughter slowly lifting her t-shirt and asking her Daddy why her nipples were so hard …but this very image did creep up on him from time to time, when he got very horny.

He once again chased this sexy image of his daughter out of his mind and hurried out of his office. When she saw him Jessica’s eyes lit up and she grinned at him with her plump lips.

Goodness she looked beautiful with her long, straight dark hair now streaked with red. Was that make up she was wearing?

“Welcome home sweetheart!”

She ran into his opened arms and hugged him, her perky little breasts crushed on his powerful chest. She was just as tiny as he remembered her—maybe a little curvier.

“I missed you Daddy!”

Her angelic voice went straight to his cock when it usually went straight to his heart. He couldn’t—wouldn’t—believe his daughter was getting him hot. He caressed her hair and kissed her forehead before gently pushing her off him.

“I missed you too sweetheart.”

She walked towards the kitchen and babbled on about her first semester of College. Something about a new friend (Alex), a cool drawing class and grades as perfect as usual. She was cutting vegetables for a salad and Seth felt like a complete pervert, leering over his daughter’s delicate hands stroking the cucumbers or testing the ripeness of the tomatoes.

Where did these highly inappropriate thoughts come from? He was a Professor; he was used to seeing young, sexy girls walk around in mid-thigh skirts and off the shoulder sweaters similar to the one his daughter was wearing now. But there was something different about his daughter. It was almost as if she was stroking those vegetables in an obscene way on purpose.

She kept on chattering about her new friend Alex —was that a he or a she? He hadn’t paid enough attention to remember— as she whisked a Dijon dressing. The quick back and forth movement of her arm got her firm tits to gently sway. He stared a little longer than necessary.

What was he doing, staring at his daughter’s breasts? He took a sip of beer and munched on a piece of bread. Jessica dipped a finger in the Dijon dressing and brought her dripping finger to her mouth. Her gesture seemed deliberately sexy and Seth felt his cock begin to grow hard as his daughter sucked and licked on her finger.

“Mmmmm Alex gave me this recipe. Here Daddy, taste it!”

She plunged her index finger back in the dressing and brought it—French manicured? Since when did Jess get manicures?—to her Daddy’s mouth. He opened, almost reluctantly, and she slowly slid her finger between his lips, brushing it on his tongue. Dear God! She could not be this obscene on purpose, could she?

The dressing was indeed good. Her daughter proudly smirked when he let out an impressed moan.

They ate and chatted without any more sexy displays from Jessica—thank goodness!

It was around three, and Seth was grading a rather poorly written paper when Jess peeked her head in his home office.

“Daddeee?”

She looked adorably innocent when she called him Daddee and he couldn’t help but smile; of course he knew she’d ask for something—money probably—but he didn’t mind.

She walked over to him, still wearing her off the shoulder pink sweater. Her nipples were hard and poking through it. He repressed a gasp, the line ardahan escort between shame and arousal blurring quickly.

“What is it, sweetheart?”

Her cheeks were flushed and her breath was shallow. He was losing his mind; he imagined her aroused.

“I am going shopping with Alex and was wondering if I could get like 100 bucks for a skirt I saw at Bebe…”

She sat on his lap. Goodness she hadn’t been on his lap in ages! His mind was playing tricks on him; he could have sworn her breath smelled of sweet pussy. His cock twitched in his slacks. Jess giggled and wriggled her tight little ass on her Daddy’s lap as if she wanted to grind against his hardening cock. ‘What is wrong with me, imagining my daughter is purposefully arousing me?’ he thought to himself.

“Of course babygirl. Here, take this and buy yourself something nice.”

He gently pushed her off his lap and handed her his Amex. He quickly sat back on his leather chair and put his legs—and his too rapidly growing erection—under his desk.

“Cool thanks Daddy!”

She gave him a slow kiss on the cheek and hugged him, her crotch brushing on his thigh.

“Love the new cologne Dad!” she complimented as she finally left his office.

Seth let out a long sigh and ran his fingers through his salt and pepper hair. He was too turned on to not do anything about it. He left the awful paper aside and turned on his laptop. He needed to see skin; tits, pussy, ass; anything that didn’t belong to his daughter.

He had come across a rather interesting website where people posted pictures of themselves in provocative poses. He had ended up posting some pictures of his 9-inch cock on which he was regularly complimented. It aroused him to know women—and men—he didn’t know were getting off looking at his erection.

There was one horny little minx who kept sending him nasty messages; what she’d do to him, how she’d suck him off, how her tight, wet hole would milk his fat cock. She had said she was 18 and had huge fantasies involving older men, which suited him just fine since he had huge fantasies involving younger girls.

As he suspected, when he logged in there was a message from her. He teased himself, not reading his horny little minx’s message and surfed the amateur pictures instead, rubbing his cock over his pants.

“Look at that…” he whispered to himself when he saw his little minx had posted pictures of herself. He clicked the link and saw a first picture. A shot from behind, where she wore her hair in pigtails, her short skirt hiked up her tight buns, her pristine white panties bearing a wet spot. Her hair was dark with red streaks, which reminded him of his daughter’s…once again, he chased the thought of his gorgeous daughter off his mind and opened another picture of his sexy online slut.

It was a close up of her young pussy—of her bald, wet, tight young pussy. She was spreading it open with French manicured hands, showing her delicate pink. The horny cunt was obscenely wet on that picture! He unzipped his slacks and pulled out his raging hard on.

He opened another picture; a chest shot, where she was unbuttoning her white blouse, her red-streaked hair cascading on her slim shoulders, her pink puffy nipples poking through the thin material of her blouse. “Holy fuck…” he whispered to himself, slowly stroking his cock up and down.

The little girl looked so much like his daughter it was frightening—and somehow incredibly arousing. His cock leaked pre-cum. He opened the last picture attached to her post. Her entire torso was in the shot, white blouse unbuttoned, her small tits displayed, puffy nipples erect, her tiny hand buried in her wet, white panties.

Enough teasing; he opened his inbox and clicked on his horny minx’s message. He leaned back, grabbed the baby oil bottle he kept in his desk drawer and started reading.

“Hello there handsome! I don’t have a lot of time today; I’m driving to my dad’s.”

She had mentioned having a thing about Daddy/daughter stories and despite his best denial, so did he.

“I get so horny when I think about my dad it’s unbearable! But I won’t bore you with this.”

If only you knew, sweetheart, how much I would love for you to write about your fantasies involving your father…

“I masturbated looking at your cock again. God you’re one sexy man Seth! You turn me on so much. So this morning just before I left to go to my dad’s I took my big dildo, you know the one I bought so I could pretend it was your cock, and slowly licked it up and down getting it wet. I looked at the pictures you sent me and felt my little clit swell.”

He heard the front door open. Was Jess back already?

“Daddy! Come see what I bought!”

She sounded excited. “Shit!” he muttered between his teeth. He ran to the bathroom, holding his pants up as best he could, his throbbing erection pointing the way.

“In a minute sweetheart!”

He stood over the adıyaman escort bathroom sink and jerked off hard and fast. He couldn’t let his daughter see him like this and there was no way he could lose that throbbing erection; he had to cum. She knocked on the bathroom door just as he let out a low and long moan. ‘Oh please Jess go away!’ he thought.

“Hurry Daddy I need to pee badly!”

Her soft voice made his dick burst. He grunted as his cock spurted 4 thick ropes of hot cum in the sink.

“Daddeee!”

“Holy mother of God!” he thought as her plea made his balls produce another 2 spurts somehow.

How could he look her in the eye after that? He felt so ashamed of his behavior. He quickly washed his hands and the sink and was barely out of the bathroom his daughter rushed past him, lifting her skirt and dropping her panties to her knees. Dropping her pristine white panties down to her knees.

Seth forced himself to look away and shut the bathroom door. The laptop screen was still displaying the provocative pictures and the half-read message. He shut down the thing and tucked away the oil bottle. “Awful, perverted man…” he thought.

Jessica came in his office, proudly showing off the two big bags she was holding.

“Oh good you’re here. Sit in your chair and I’ll model my new clothes ok?”

She was so playful he had to smile.

“Sit,” she demanded like the spoiled child she was. He complied and watched her walk out of his office, her round behind swaying perhaps a bit too much.

A minute or two passed, and a weird song blared from Jessica’s room. She loved making fun of actresses and models and her impersonation as she walked in his office was dead on: long strides, angry expression, hands on her hips, shoulders straight (tits proudly leading the way).

The singer in the song Jess had put on was moaning on a beat that belonged in a gentlemen’s club. How odd. Jess was wearing tight jeans and a brown leather jacket. High heel leather boots and a matching handbag completed the outfit. She paused and turned in front of him, giving him a fake wink. Her tight bum looked incredibly delicious in those jeans, and her little pussy lips were almost clearly visible the denim was so close to her skin.

He clapped his hand as if he were a fashion reporter, playing the game his daughter started. (Was that woman singing, “Do you think I’m a nasty girl”?)

She walked out of his office shaking her little ass and came back a minute or two later wearing a completely different outfit.

“I see you have bought a new winter wardrobe sweetheart…”

Jess winked at him again, and modeled her new black leather skirt and corset, that singer still moaning rather obscene lyrics (I need seven inches or more!).

“Just what is that song honey?”

She stroked her leather covered thighs.

“Oh a silly song from the 80’s: Vanity 6, Daddy. Is that corset too tight?”

She leaned forward her perky breasts trapped in the leather corset, which probably was too tight but the silhouette it was giving his daughter was so erotic he denied it.

“No sweetheart, it looks perfect!”

Noticing the quality of the leather Seth couldn’t help but ask, “So what’s the damage Jessica?”

A pout. Then she bit her plump bottom lip. He cleared his throat and shifted in his leather chair. He refused to be aroused by his daughter.

“Well, I didn’t really add…I mean I shopped at Bebe and then 2 or 3 other stores so I don’t really know Daddy.”

He sighed. She was his babygirl and she looked so happy with her new clothes it didn’t really matter how much it all cost. Besides, this short fashion show—his daughter moving to that lewd song—would keep him hot for a long time.

He brushed the thought away. What was wrong with him?

“You’re the best Daddy!”

She hugged him. The new leather scent mixed with his daughter’s aroma aroused him. He cupped a quick feel of her tight bum over the smooth leather and could have sworn his daughter grinded her pussy against his thigh.

Dinner and the rest of the evening was uneventful if one would leave aside how it ended; Jess wanted to watch a movie (Lolita, apparently at her English Lit Prof’s recommendation) but was tired from the driving she had done in the morning so she curled her slim legs under her and snuggled against her father.

She was wearing some sort of low-rise sweat pants and a t-shirt, her hair in pigtails just like his online slut. He felt the urge to masturbate again, especially when he happened to glance at his daughter’s chest and noticed her little nipples were hard again.

She moaned and slid her head down his chest and stomach. He held his breath when she laid her head on his lap; he hoped his cock wouldn’t grow hard. Another moan escaped her parted lips and she shifted her body so that her cheek was resting on his crotch. Jessica was either purposefully trying to arouse him or he was going crazy.

He karabük escort carried his daughter to her room. He laid her on the bed and tucked her in. She opened her arms and he hugged her good night before kissing her forehead.

“I love you Daddy.”

She was half asleep but he answered anyway.

“I love you too babygirl.”

He tidied up the kitchen and went to bed; the Holiday dinners and parties would start soon enough, he’ll need his rest.

He woke up at 2 in the morning for no apparent reason besides his cock being hard. Nothing out of the ordinary. Then he heard it—a long moan coming from his daughter’s bedroom.

“Please honey be dreaming,” he silently begged as Jessica moaned a little louder and his cock twitched as he imagined his little girl playing with her young cunt. He even caught himself wondering if she was still a virgin; with a body like hers, he painfully accepted she probably wasn’t.

“Ooohh yessss! Your cock feels so good!”

Was there some boy with her in there? Seth slipped on cotton pajama pants and walked to his daughter’s room.

“Sweetheart? Are you all right?”

He knocked on the door before opening it. She was alone (thank God!) and was asleep, her t-shirt lifted up to her rib cage and the covers down to her ankles. She was on her stomach, her sweat pants thrown at the foot of the bed, her naked, round behind exposed.

His dick jumped in his pajamas when she let out another low moan, her fine hips rolling on the mattress, her little pussy probably grinding on the soft sheet. He should have gotten out of her room right then but was hypnotized by her perfect, tight little ass.

“Get out, get out, get out!” his mind was screaming. His cock, on the other hand, was screaming, “Don’t you dare leave this room.”

“Mmmmm Daddy…”

Daddy? Did his daughter just moan his name? He stormed out of her room before he did anything he might regret. He rushed to his room and locked the door, grabbed the baby oil bottle he kept in his night table and got naked.

He caught a glimpse of himself in the mirror and the angle of his erect cock made him leak pre-cum. “So narcissistic.” He kept on staring at his long, thick cock, picturing against his will his daughter’s plump lips slowly swallowing it.

He poured baby oil in his hand and rubbed it on his hard cock. He sat on the edge of his bed and looked at himself masturbate. “I should make a video and send it to my little minx” he thought to himself, his hand slowly stroking up and down his long shaft.

He was interrupted by a knock on the door.

“Daddee? Can I sleep with you? I am so used of Alex sleeping in the same room I keep waking up alone and I don’t like it!”

Goodness! She had interrupted him twice in the same day; was she doing this on purpose? And how could he be so excited at the thought of having his daughter in his bed? He couldn’t refuse her anything, though, and he quickly got his pajamas back on and unlocked the door, making sure his back was turned on his daughter as he climbed back into bed and got under the covers.

“Of course babygirl.”

His voice sounded husky, even to his own ears.

“Are you OK Daddy?”

Jessica—who apparently didn’t put her sweat pants back on but did put on impeccable white panties and kept her loose t-shirt on—carefully climbed in his king-sized bed. She curled on her right side, facing her Daddy. The way she bit her bottom lip was both cute and alluring.

“Daddy’s fine babygirl, just a bit tired. Now get some sleep ok?”

She nodded and closed her baby blue eyes. He stroked her cheek and suffered until his erection finally subsided—at least subsided enough to let him get some sleep.

He woke up again. The clock on his night table indicated 6:25. He was hard again, and his daughter was curled on her left side, her tight behind brushing on her Daddy’s stiff rod whenever she moved.

How could he be so sick? Getting horny at the sight of his daughter’s ass, at the thought of her hard little nipples, at the desire to feel her wet little girl’s pussy? “I am a sick pervert!” he thought to himself, his heart broken. Jessica’s tight behind brushed once more on his pre-cum leaking cock.

He stood still, his dick never deflating, torn between the desire to be a proper father and the desire to have his little girl suck his cock. He didn’t dare move, fearing he might molest his young daughter if he even moved a finger. He stood still, suffering his daughter’s firm ass brushing on his painfully erect cock whenever she moved.

She finally seemed to wake up and stretched. Seth closed his eyes, feigning sleep. She whispered, “thank you Daddy” and kissed his cheek before carefully getting out of bed.

The minute she closed his bedroom door he turned on his back, yanked his pajamas down to his thighs, grabbed his throbbing cock and jerked off. He was under the covers, his hand moving the sheet up every time he reached the head of his cock. He could hear the familiar “fap” and lost in lust wished his balls slapping on his sexy daughter’s clit were making that sound.

He wished he could spank that tight ass; give the little slut what she deserved for teasing her Daddy. He wished she would bluntly crawl under his desk and unzip his pants willingly so he could stop feeling guilty of wanting her so much.

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