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The Locker Room (Part 4)

Kathryn M. Burke

With the onset of the new semester, studying for classwork took precedence over lovemaking. But DeAndre was getting more and more insistent on Camilla reconciling with her sister. It was, in his view, very bad for these siblings to be at loggerheads, and Camilla shouldn’t hold any grudges against her twin.

But although he repeatedly urged his girl to contact Naomi and establish at least some kind of détente, an unexpected meeting on campus turned the trick.

It was a bit surprising that the two women hadn’t run into each other before, but their schedules were actually quite different, so their chance encounter outside the student union took both of them by surprise.

“Hi, Camilla,” Naomi said timidly, fearing a hostile response.

“Hi, Naomi,” Camilla said, feeling not anger but mortification at her own pig-headedness.

“You . . . wanna talk?” Naomi said.

Camilla nodded, and turned right around and went back into the building. It was a cold day in February, and the outdoors was no place for any sort of discussion.

They sat down at an empty table in a coffee shop. At first neither said anything, but both women could see that the other was looking good. Perhaps the wintry day had put a rosy glow in their cheeks, but it was probably other things as well.

“So . . .” Naomi began hesitantly, “you’re with DeAndre Wilkins.”

“Yup,” Camilla said.

“You’re the talk of the college.”

“Am I?”

“Yeah. He—well, everyone thinks the world of him.”

“You know, there’s a lot more to him than just being a football player.”

“I’m sure there is.”

“He’s a real sweetheart.”

“He treats you well?”

“Yes, he does. And I’ve met his dad.”

“His dad? Gee, that’s great!”

“He’s a sweetie pie too.”

They fell silent for a time. Then:

“How—how’s Matt?” Camilla said.

“He’s fine.”

“Does he treat you well?”

“Of course. He always has.”

“That’s good.”

Another silence. Then Naomi said in a rush: “Oh, Camilla, why don’t you come over to our house? Bring DeAndre along—we’d love to meet him.”

“Yeah,” Camilla said wearily, “maybe we’ll do that.”

“You should!” After a pause: “Matt misses you, you know.”

“Does he?”

“Sure, he does! You and he were—”

“You don’t have to remind me.”

“Does, um, DeAndre know—about Matt, I mean?”

“Yes, he does.”

“Good. Well, you should come over for dinner sometime.”

“Sure thing. Are you still doing all the cooking?”

“Yes.”

“Well, maybe we’ll come over early and I can help you cook.”

“That would be great!”

The dinner date was scheduled for Friday night. DeAndre was more than eager to meet Naomi and Matt—more for Camilla’s sake than his own. They did come early, around 5 p.m., and the two sisters retreated to the kitchen while the men got acquainted. It proved to be a wonderful meal of pork chops, roasted potatoes, and string beans, with a store-bought apple pie for dessert.

DeAndre, while participating in the conversation, really acted as a kind of spectator of the interactions between the other three, since he knew that they had formerly been intimate. And he also had to admit that he could hardly take his eyes off Naomi—so similar to his own girl in appearance, but so different in personality (but not quite as different as they used to be, now that Camilla had resolved to be somewhat more “feminine” than before).

As Matt and Naomi were tidying up in the kitchen, DeAndre said, “I’m glad we did this. I’m glad you did this.”

“I know, I know—sisters shouldn’t be at odds with each other.”

“It’s more than that.”

“What do you mean?”

DeAndre peered at her intently. “You and Matt.”

Camilla turned away from his gaze. “What about me and Matt?”

“He cares for you—cares deeply. And you care for him.”

“How can you know that?”

“It doesn’t take a genius, Camilla. Just the way you two look at each other.”

“Hey, we had a relationship once, and we don’t have it anymore. That’s all there is to it.”

“That isn’t all, and you know it.”

“You think I’m still in love with him?” she said, almost outraged.

“I know you are.”

“That’s ridiculous!”

“Is it?”

“It is!”

“Well, I know he still loves you.”

Camilla’s shoulders slumped escort reklamları from her boyfriend’s intense questioning. “Okay, sure, I have feelings for him. And maybe he has feelings for me. So what?”

“So . . . you should be able to express those feelings. It’s not healthy to bottle them up.”

She stared at him wide-eyed. “What—what are you suggesting?”

“I think you know.”

She looked down at her hands. “You—you wouldn’t mind?”

“Of course not.”

“I guess”—she eyed him askance—”that means you want to cuddle up with Naomi.”

He smiled genially. “I won’t say no. If she wants me.”

“If she wants you? You gotta be kidding! I think she’s been fantasizing about you the moment she saw you!”

“I don’t know about that.”

“I do! Believe me: she may seem shy and retiring, but she has a lot of passion under that timid exterior.”

“Well, then, shall we do something about this?”

“You mean right now? Tonight?”

“Why not? We don’t have classes tomorrow. It’s the perfect time.”

“Let me go and talk to them.”

And she got up and stalked, a bit stiffly, into the kitchen. A few words were passed, and from his vantage point DeAndre could see Naomi clap a hand over her mouth at something her sister said, then cast a quick glance toward where he was sitting. In a few moments Camilla had come back to the living room.

“Okay, it’s all set,” she said with a bit of smugness.

The two couples made a pretense of having a bland conversation on general subjects for another hour or so; but by 9 o’clock it was obvious that all four of them were itching to get going in the night’s festivities. Camilla and Matt retired to the master bedroom, while DeAndre and Naomi made do with the ample quarters of the guest bedroom.

The first couple got down to business right away, stripping and engaging in only the most token foreplay before Matt plunged into Camilla’s pussy. They both responded with a kind of muscle memory, as their bodies instinctively recollected the frequent lovemaking of their earlier relationship. Matt thrilled to reacquaint himself with Camilla’s lovely body, so similar and yet so different from Naomi’s. It took two feverish copulations—vaginal and anal—before they settled down for a little chat.

“You know,” Matt began, “I never preferred Naomi to you.”

“I thought you did,” Camilla said. “But I guess it doesn’t matter. I have DeAndre now.”

“I’m sure he’s a lot better boyfriend than I ever was.”

“No way! He’s just different.”

“Well, he’s certainly an impressive physical specimen. And there’s clearly a lot going on in his mind and soul, too.”

“You can say that again.”

Then they resumed their coupling. It was frenetic and gentle at the same time, and there were moments when they just languished with their bodies fused, Matt hardly doing any thrusting, as they gloried in this physical and spiritual reunification.

With Naomi and DeAndre, it was a different story. Even though she led him by the hand into the other bedroom, she stood irresolute as he gazed fondly at her. Her native shyness came out as she contemplated the unprecedented act of joining bodies with a man she’d only just met. And yet, it did seem as if she’d known him for months or years.

DeAndre sensed her indecision, saying, “We don’t have to do this, you know. We don’t have to do anything.”

“No, I want to,” she said, “I really do.”

And so she began calmly, almost resignedly, taking her clothes off, turning her back to him in one final moment of embarrassment, her face turning crimson. DeAndre did the same, and he was finished undressing sooner than Naomi. So when she turned around and saw his member, already quivering with anticipation, she covered her mouth with her hands.

“Omigod!” she cried. “It’s so . . . big.”

“It’s not that much bigger than Matt’s,” he said. “I’m sure you can manage.”

She fell to her knees, almost in an attitude of worship, and took as much of that cock into her mouth as she could. That wasn’t very much, but her small mouth licked and sucked it with a kind of innocent lasciviousness: she frowned in concentration as she earnestly worked at her task. After a time DeAndre lifted her up and carried her to the bed, placing her down as gently as a father would her cherished daughter (but of course, father and daughter wouldn’t be naked and gaziantep escort reklamları planning to do what they were about to do).

With his placid eyes gazing down on her, he himself fell to his knees next to the bed, took hold of Naomi’s thighs, and buried his face in her sex. She gazed down in amazement as this man—whose exploits on the playing field had made him a legend on campus—proceeded to eat her out with both tenderness and passion, and in only a few minutes she was writhing and shaking from her orgasm—the first of several she expected to have that night.

But when DeAndre climbed into bed and placed his big, muscular body between her legs, she experienced a sense of trepidation that she couldn’t control: after all, he was only the second man who would be invading her private parts, and his broad frame looked like a giant’s as she lay helpless under him. She closed her eyes tight as if preparing for some exquisite but unavoidable torture.

DeAndre felt a wave of pity for her—she was so young and naive! He stroked her face softly, and she opened her eyes at the unexpected caress. She gave him a brave smile and said, summoning up all her courage, said, “You can go in me now.”

As he did so, her eyes expanded as she felt that long, thick cock probing her deeper and deeper, and she let out a little whimper as she felt impaled on his organ. He hadn’t gone in all the way, but he stopped and began pumping her gently. She seemed to like that sensation, wrapping her arms around his neck and pressing him down on herself. DeAndre loved the feel of her soft but firm breasts against his chest, and as she hooked her legs around his hips he stroked her back and bottom as he continued to thrust into her.

Naomi expelled a soft sigh as she felt the full length of DeAndre’s cock now buried in her. She felt a swelling pride in her femininity as she made herself available to him—that was what she was put on earth for, wasn’t it? But at the same time that she felt totally submissive—the living receptacle of his ardor—she felt an inner strength as she realized, perhaps for the first time, how her own desirability as a female had in a way subjugated this powerful man by making him yearn impetuously for this fusion of their bodies.

And when he poured out his essence into her, she felt such an overpowering affection for him that she thought her heart would burst. She could have sworn that she experienced a mini-climax at the mere thought of his seed being so copiously deposited into her.

After a rest, he entered her bottom, and later they had a long session of sixty-nine before finally falling into an exhausted sleep.

In the morning, after a robust breakfast, the quartet decided to spend the day becoming better acquainted—and, in the case of the twins, becoming re-acquainted after their unfortunate and needless falling out. Dinner at a nice but inexpensive restaurant was followed by a return to Matt and Naomi’s house—and somehow, without anything being said, everyone knew what would happen next.

In short, only one bedroom would be used that night.

Everyone undressed quickly, and the sisters got a good look at each other’s nudity for the first time in many years. They marveled at both the similarities and differences in their forms—an echo of the parallels and variances of their temperaments. They had to give each other a warm hug, breasts mashing together delightfully, before they flopped onto the bed.

It was evident that double penetration was on the agenda, and Camilla lubricated herself as she prepared to demonstrate to her inexperienced sister how it was to be done. She got on her side and beckoned the men to their positions: Matt in front and DeAndre in back. As Naomi watched in amazement, the two guys entered her at the same time; and even though she was well used to this procedure, she still let out a gasp as she perceived the incredible sensation of being filled in two orifices at once. They pumped her vigorously, each of them holding a breast as they did so. It wasn’t surprising that, only a few minutes later, both men exploded with thunderous orgasms, matched by Camilla’s own.

They untangled themselves, and as the guys rested, Camilla got up from the bed and said, “Okay, Naomi, you’re next.”

Without further ado, she scooped out more cold cream from the jar and approached her sister.

“You’re going to lubricate gaziantep escort bayan reklamları me?” Naomi said in vague alarm.

“Sure thing, sis,” Camilla said. “I’m a pro at this.”

Naomi stood silent and nervous as her sister spread the cold white stuff all over and inside her anus. Then she surveyed the two men lounging on the bed with slowly hardening cocks as they envisioned this second round of double penetration with a woman who was essentially a virgin (as far as this act went, anyway).

She said, “Okay, guys, how do you want to do this?”

“I think that should be Naomi’s decision,” DeAndre said.

“I—I don’t know what to do!” Naomi cried in a sudden spasm of fear.

“Put her on top of me,” Matt said, “face up. I’ll go into her butt, and DeAndre can go into her pussy.”

Even though Matt knew that DeAndre had entered Naomi’s bottom yesterday, he still felt that in this process that man’s large cock would be better off in her vagina. So he lay flat on his back and urged Naomi to get on top of him. He slipped his cock into her bottom, and as Naomi lay there with legs awkwardly spread, DeAndre kneeled in front of her and inserted his cock into her pussy gently but firmly.

Now it was Camilla who enjoyed the incredible sight of her sister being pounded by two men at once. But she wasn’t as inclined as Naomi to be a passive spectator. After the guys had gotten into a good rhythm, she climbed onto the bed herself and, placing herself directly above Naomi’s face, sat down on it.

An incoherent “Mmmm!” escaped Naomi’s lips as she tasted her sister’s sex for the first time. It was already leaking come from both of her lower orifices, and Naomi automatically swallowed it as it dripped thickly into her mouth. She took hold of Camilla’s bottom and squeezed it hard, just as the two men were pummeling her with increased fury, ready to come again.

And when they did, the two women also cried out—Naomi’s cries somewhat muffled, as her mouth was still covered by Camilla’s pussy—with shuddering climaxes of their own. There was a lot of writhing and shaking and trembling and groaning as this quadruple orgasm worked its way through all the participants, until they finally had to separate, lying haphazardly over the bed.

The women were interested in more activity right away, and expressed a certain annoyance about the need for men to rest up before they were ready for another round. This time, Naomi and Camilla got into sixty-nine position on their sides, and as they were furiously licking and sucking each other, each man got on either side of the females and plunged into their bottoms—DeAndre in Naomi’s and Matt’s in Camilla’s. Each woman thereby had an up-close-and-personal view of the other receiving a big, thick cock into her anus, and the men added to their enjoyment when they pulled out and spattered their come all over the girls’ faces. They screamed in delight as the hot liquid poured over them like a spray of lava.

That was, really and truly, the end of an incredible foursome—but somehow they all felt that it would be something they would repeat many times in the future.

The next morning, Naomi pried herself out of the tangle of bodies and drifted over to the kitchen for some much-needed coffee. She saw her sister already sitting at the table, drinking coffee with a smug expression on her face.

Camilla said, “Had a nice time last night?”

“Sure,” Naomi said in a dreamy voice. “But—”

“But what?”

“Oh, Camilla, we were so naughty!”

“Nothing wrong with having two guys in you at once. I’ve had more than that in the past.” She couldn’t ever forget that incident in the locker room, which had led to her acquaintance with DeAndre.

“I don’t mean that. I mean—you know . . .”

“Licking each other’s pussy, you mean?”

“Yes.” Naomi was now blushing furiously. “You’re my sister, for God’s sake!”

“Oh, Naomi, it’s nothing. We’re all adults here. Anyway”—her voice became more tender—”it was just a way of our showing how much we love each other, wasn’t it?”

Naomi smiled weakly. “I suppose so.”

“And you liked it, didn’t you?”

“I did. It’s funny—your pussy smells and tastes a little different from mine. I mean, I’ve never actually tasted my own pussy, but when I remember what my fingers smell like after, um, playing with myself, my stuff doesn’t smell the same as yours. Isn’t that strange?”

“DeAndre once told me all women’s pussies smell and taste just a bit different.”

“Men’s cocks smell and taste pretty much the same, wouldn’t you say?”

“Yeah, I guess so. It’s just one more way we’re more special than men!”

It was Sunday, and after their usual big breakfast all four of the participants decided that it was a day for studying, and so they hit the books right away.

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“Where are you going?”

“To Angela’s. Gonna hang out.”

“Are you serious?”

“Yes. Why?”

“Uh, there’s a pandemic going on. They want everyone to stay put.”

“You’re going to work.”

“Yeah. My first day back, and I’m not looking forward to it. I’d rather stay home to avoid the risk.”

“Well, I’m not going to an office full of people. I’m just going down the street and we’ll stay outside and keep our distance.”

“No, Kelly, you’re going to stay home and stay safe. If you want to go outside, go in the back yard.”

“Aw, come on, mom!”

“It’s for your own good.”

“What’s going on?” Eric asked, entering the kitchen.

“Mom won’t let me go to Angela’s,” nineteen-year-old Kelly told her eighteen-year-old stepbrother.

“Thank you, mom,” Eric said. He really didn’t like calling her that, but his dad insisted.

“Whose side are you on?” Kelly bemoaned.

“Not yours! If you go to Angela’s and catch the virus, you’re going to bring it home and infect me, and mom and dad.”

“Can’t you two just get along?” Mom asked in frustration over their ongoing animosity toward one another.

“But I’m bored!”

“Clean the house,” their mom instructed. “That will give you hours of fun.”

“Yeah, good idea, mom,” Eric concurred.

“You asshole!” Kelly called him.

“Bitch.”

“Both of you, stop! And Eric, you can help Kelly,” mom said. “Maybe if the two of you did something together instead of hiding out in your rooms, you might be able to get along and not be so bored.”

“Seriously? You want me to help?”

“You live here also. Why shouldn’t you help?” mom asked.

“Yeah,” Kelly agreed. “Who do you think you are?”

With a heavy sigh, Eric grumbled, “Yeah, whatever.”

“I’ll see you two this afternoon. Behave yourselves. And do some cleaning!”

“Okay,” Kelly said. “Bye, mom.”

Eric quickly returned to his room while Kelly had breakfast.

* * *

There was a knock on his door, so he quickly covered up. “What?” Eric said in annoyance, knowing it could only be Kelly.

“What are you doing?” Kelly asked.

“Nothing.”

“Can I come in?”

“No, leave me alone.”

“But we need to clean,” she insisted.

“Later.”

She opened the door anyway and found him sitting up in his bed, covers up to his chest. “You’re back in bed?”

“Yeah. What of it?” he snapped back.

Sitting on the edge of his bed, Kelly repeated, “We have to clean house.”

“There’s plenty of time to do that later.”

She took a deep breath. “Why can’t we get along?” Kelly asked, calming down.

That took him down a notch also. “I don’t know. Guess we just don’t like each other.”

“Speak for yourself.”

“What does that mean?”

“I don’t know,” Kelly admitted. “I’m just tired of fighting all the time.”

“Yeah. It is kind of annoying,” he oddly agreed.

“Can we call a truce?” she proposed.

He shrugged.

“What are you doing?

“Nothing. Just chillin’.”

“Why did you take your shirt off?” Kelly asked, noticing his bare shoulders.

“I don’t know. It’s warm in here.”

Kelly then thought the area around his crotch was tented. Smirking, she quickly reached out and yanked the covers down. Eric’s hand was firmly grasping his large, hard cock. Her eyes widened. “Oh, my. You were jerking off.”

With a heavy sigh, Eric gave up. “Yeah, and I’d like some privacy. Why I had the door closed. So what?”

“So, nothing.” She couldn’t get over the size of his dick.

“I guess to get back at me, you’re gonna tell mom and dad?” he accused pulling the covers back up.

“No. Why would I do that?”

Eric shrugged. “Because you don’t like me, and you caught me.”

“I told you, I don’t dislike you. And it’s no surprise,” Kelly said, matter-of-factly. “I figured you masturbated. Everyone our age masturbates. I masturbate.”

“You do?”

“Yeah. You sound surprised.” She noticed the movement under the covers of his hand twisting imperceptibly on his cock. She tried to restrain her smirk.

“I don’t know any girls who masturbate.”

“You do. You just don’t know they do. Girls don’t talk about it like guys do.” She pulled her legs up onto his bed, bent them, and turned her body more to face him. Her short skirt rose high exposing plentiful thigh. She saw his eyes widen at the sight of her legs. “Can I see your cock again? I didn’t know you were so big.”

“You think I’m big?”

“Bigger than any guy I’ve seen. Can I see it,” she again asked.

“That would be kind of weird, don’t you think? I mean, you’re my stepsister.”

“It’s just a penis. I’ve seen penises before.”

“Not mine.”

“Actually, I just did. Remember?”

Reluctant though he was, there was something arousing about Kelly sitting on his bed in a short skirt with it riding nearly up to her crotch. He’d seen her in her short skirts many times, and many times, he’d given her a second look. But after all, she escort resimleri was his stepsister, and he’d never thought of her beyond that.

Kelly took his slow response as hesitance, but he didn’t resist as she slowly pulled the covers down until his cock was again exposed. Her breathing quickened. Yes, she really had seen other cocks, but this one was bigger than those, and the fact that it belonged to her stepbrother lent a real sensual quality to it. She was aroused. And then a really erotic thought occurred to her. “Want to masturbate together?” Her grin was almost devious.

“What? Are you nuts?”

“Why? It’s what you were going to do anyway.”

“Yeah, but alone.”

“And how were you going to do it?”

“What do you mean?”

“We’re you going to watch porn?”

“You ask too many questions.”

Kelly hiked her skirt up around her waist and quickly shed her panties. “Then watch this.”

Eric sucked in his breath at the sight of her hairless, glistening pussy. It was a very pretty pussy, with long, flowery lips. The obvious moisture suggested that she really was aroused. His dick pulsed when she rubbed her middle finger against her clit. “You’re really serious.”

“What the hell else do we have to cure boredom?”

He’d already started stroking his cock. And he had to admit that as offbeat as this was, his dick felt like it was going to expand to twice its size. He continued to fap slowly, not wanting to cum too soon. He knew this was wrong, but damn, it was exciting.

And if that wasn’t enough, Kelly crawled up and sat beside him. She undid her skirt from around her waist and removed it, and then lifted her panties up and off, quickly followed by her bra.

“What are you doing?” Eric’s voice went up an octave on the last word.

“You’re completely naked,” she challenged.

“Wow! Where’d you get those big tits?”

With a shake of her head, she shot him a look of preposterousness. “I bought them.”

“You had a boob job?”

“No, you idiot. I grew them. They’re all mine.”

“They’re fantastic!”

“Thanks,” Kelly responded with a huge smile. She extended her left arm toward his cock. “Can I touch it?”

By now, Eric wasn’t thinking with the right head. He withdrew his hand. He shivered when her fingers wrapped around his shaft. He’d never really had a girl jerk him off before. It was kind of nice feeling a different hand holding him. He reached over and rested his hand on her vagina. She spread her legs and his fingers felt her most snatch. He flicked her clit with his middle finger, and then dared to let it slide between her lips. She was really wet. A moan escaped her lips when he forced his digit deeper. All the while, her hand was traveling up and down his rod.

To his surprise, Kelly leaned over and spit on his dick. That bit of lubrication made her hand glide more easily and it felt glorious. He didn’t know how long he could hold out.

“Mmmm. Do you know how good this feels?” Kelly purred.

“Yeah,” Eric groaned. Whenever he whacked off, the plan was to cum as soon as possible. Now, he fought it. He wanted this to go on and on.

But Kelly had another idea. He was initially disappointed when she let go of his cock, but only until she straddled his thighs and scooted up until her pussy was against his dick. She again grabbed it and stroked it a few times.

Eric couldn’t help but reach out and rest his hand on her pubic bone. With his thumb hanging down, he rubbed it up and down her slit and over her clit. Her entire body jerked at his first swipe. He placed his other hand in a similar position, and with both thumbs, he spread her lips and rubbed the inside of each.

That was all it took. She pressed his hard cock against her pussy and rotated her hips so that her pussy lips wrapped around his shaft coating it with her secretions as she slid up and down. When her pussy reached the top of his rod, she rubbed the head against her clit, letting its hood briefly cover his head before sliding back down. He let out a girl-like sound.

When Kelly eased back a bit, Eric let his thumbs rub her vulva causing her pussy lips to pout. Her body trembled again. He pushed her hands away from his cock and with his own hand pressed it against her open vagina and clit. She was breathing heavily. He swiped his dick from side to side, nudging it under her clit, and with her button resting on his peehole, he moved her clit around the helmet of his shaft. He would have loved nothing better than to shove his penis into her vagina, but he knew that was wrong, so he resisted. Besides, he’d never played with a pussy with his dick like this and it was quite enticing. Not wanting to become so aroused he’d blow a nut, he let his cock spring back against his abdomen and let his hands travel up the insides of her soft thighs and back above her pubic bone and up her abdomen to her belly button.

Kelly liked what he was doing. She’d been afraid that if he actually participated gaziantep escort resimleri in this mutual masturbation he would have beat his meat furiously until he came. But this genital play was way more than she could have hoped for. She couldn’t help but again reach for his cock. It really was a good size; big but not outrageous, yet more than enough to wrap her palm around. She could only imagine how wonderful it would feel inside her. But she doubted he’d go that far, and truthfully, she wasn’t certain she was ready to. She loved the feeling of her hand gliding up and down. Reaching down, she cupped his balls with her other hand, eliciting a moan from him. There was a tenderness to them and there was nothing else she could think to compare the feel to.

Kelly had jerked off a couple of guys she had dated, but not often. Both times had been seated in a car, parked in a corner of a parking lot. They’d made out and were both aroused. But those had been only pump and spurt sessions. There’d been no time to really explore the male organ. Now, she felt like she had all the time she wanted to just play with it. She pressed her thumbs against the soft skin on the underside of Eric’s shaft just below the split in the head. She felt two indentations and rotated her thumbs around on them.

Eric let out a slow high-pitched moan from deep in his throat. His body jerked as she must have hit a sensitive spot. Clear liquid seeped out of his peehole and she used it as lubrication. Feeling naughty, with the pre-cum smeared on her thumb, she rubbed it on her clit as her other thumb continued its circular motion on the underside of his shaft.

Eric wanted back in on the action, so he replaced her fingers on her pussy with his own. His thumb again rubbing up and down her slit. She was so wet, his thumb was coated with her pussy juice, and to his unintentional surprise, it slipped into her hole.

Kelly sucked her breath in, and her body twitched. But she didn’t push his hand away.

Yet, Eric anticipated that she would, so he removed his thumb, grabbed his cock, and resumed side-to-side rubbing against her pussy. Her lips had closed, but this motion caused them to spread again. With the head once more nudged underneath her clit and hood, he let it rest there while reaching up to fondle her breasts. He’d figured she had good-size tits from what he could see when she wore low-cut tops. But that had been no clue to their actual size. They were somewhat bigger than he’d thought. They were also nicely rounded and firm, and best of all, felt marvelous in his hands.

“Mmmm-hmmm,” Kelly purred.

His dick was about to pop out from the warm embrace of her clit, so Eric used one hand to press it in place while still fondling her boobs with the other.

As nice as it was having his cock where it was, she was ready to move this along, so she started pumping her hips again up and down on his rod. Getting the message, Eric held it in position so she could do that. She moved faster. Her breathing matched her motion. This was going to be one terrific orgasm. Only one thing could make it better.

“Stick it in!” Kelly impulsively commanded.

“What?”

“You heard me.”

“No. Much as I’d like to, that’s wrong.”

“Come on. Please?”

“We can’t do that,” he argued. “It’s wrong.”

“It’s not like I’m your real sister. I’m your stepsister. Step-siblings do it all the time.”

“Doesn’t matter. I’m almost ready to blow and we have no protection.”

“I’m on the pill!”

But Eric ignored her and continued rubbing his cock all over her pussy. He even started pumping with his hips. Kelly didn’t want to ruin her stepbrother’s orgasm. She was getting close herself and she didn’t want to lose it by arguing so she pushed back and pumped and was coming in seconds. And so wrapped up in the most amazing orgasm she’d ever had was she that she didn’t realize Eric had come until she felt his warm semen coat her entire genital area. It actually felt spectacular. And when he rubbed it all over with his cock, she trembled again in an aftershock.

They both fell backward, spent, and breathless.

After several minutes, Kelly exclaimed, “That was the best orgasm I’ve ever had!”

“Me, too. I’ve never cum that much. I thought my balls were going to deflate.”

Kelly giggled. “Glad I could help.”

“Yeah, well, we can’t tell mom,” Eric said, stating the obvious, and not using mom with derogatory emphasis.

“Ya think? What makes you think I would anyway?”

“I don’t know. It just seemed like the thing to say.”

“Okay,” Kelly said, getting up and out of the bed. “But we better get this house cleaned or not telling mom won’t be the issue.”

Eric watched his stepsister reaching for her clothes, the sight of her naked body moving around with his cum smeared all over her genital area preventing his erection from becoming completely flaccid. “You know, we’ve been step-siblings for a few years now, but gaziantep escort bayan resimleri I think I’m seeing you for the first time. You really are very attractive.”

Kelly smiled her appreciation. “Because you’re seeing me nude?”

“Partly,” he admitted. “Let’s just say it caused me to look closer at you and not just physically.”

“Okay, well, I don’t know what to say to that. But get up and let’s get this house cleaned and then we’ll have that out of the way.”

“Alright.” Eric rolled out of bed and stood with his erection still pointing ahead like a bowsprit.

“Wow. You’re still hard,” Kelly noted.

Eric merely grinned as she left his room without dressing. For her, it was because she wanted to go to the bathroom to clean his drying cum off. That done and feeling wicked, she put her skirt back on sans panties to allow her pussy to air out.

For the house cleaning, they amicably agreed on a division of labor, each taking a bathroom and their own bedroom, and working together in their parents’ bedroom, the kitchen and family room. In the rooms they did together, each continually stole glances at the other. Kelly couldn’t tell if Eric had discovered she was not wearing panties, but it was obvious he was commando under his gym shorts because his dick seemed to flop around quite a bit. It also seemed he had not completely lost his erection, which made watching him even more entertaining and enticing.

The house cleaning barely took two hours and they finished just before lunchtime. After putting up the cleaning supplies, Kelly found Eric sitting on the sofa seemingly lost in thought.

“So, did that exercise wear you out?” she asked.

He looked up with pensive expression, not the usual sneer he offered. “I’ve been thinking. You’re right—”

“Whoa! Did you sniff too much cleaning solution?”

He actually grinned. “No. I mean, we do need to try to get along. I know our parents love each other. And they do make a good couple. The only thing I ever heard them argue about is us. My dad takes up for me and your mom defends you.”

“Wow! A little mutual masturbation and you’re putty.”

“That’s partly true,” he admitted. “But as I said earlier, it’s caused me to look at you differently. I didn’t know you were so open-minded to do such a thing. And then to do it with me—someone you’ve had a rocky relationship with.”

“Like I said earlier, I don’t dislike you. But to be honest, you haven’t always been nice to me, so I’ve had to defend myself. And truthfully, when I saw your big cock, it was enough to push the other stuff aside.”

Eric smirked again. “Who knew that’s all it took? If I had known, I would have whipped it out a long time ago.”

They both laughed, elevating them to a higher plain.

Hesitantly, she asked, “Would you whip it out now?”

“Seriously?”

“I’d love to see it again.” She offered her most alluring smile.

He was really eager to do it, hoping she didn’t really just want to see it, but wanted more of what happened this morning. However, he didn’t want to seem to easy, so he slowly slid his gym shorts down below his knees.

“That really is a nice cock. Would you stroke it for me?”

Eric did a double-take. He could see the lust in her eyes. She made no move to touch it, but still, just having her want to see it was enough of a turn-on. He grasped it firmly and pumped slowly. “So, how active have you been sexually?”

“That’s a rather personal question.”

“Really? You’ve jerked me off and I’ve had my finger in your pussy; I think we’re beyond personal.”

“I’ve done a few quasi-blowjobs and jerked off a couple of guys.”

“That’s all? You’ve never gone all the way?”

“I let one guy rub his dick on me, but I wouldn’t let him put it in.”

“Why?”

“He wasn’t the right guy to go all the way with.”

He nodded and stroked a little faster, obviously envisioning Kelly doing those things.

“You’re trying to picture that, aren’t you?”

“Not really. I’m reliving this morning.” He slouched back, pushed his short down to his ankles and went back to pumping.

Kelly sat back against the arm of the sofa to watch, but after a couple of minutes, she couldn’t take it anymore. She hiked her skirt up to her waist—as she had this morning—and started rubbing her pussy.

The two watched each other for a few minutes until their eyes drifted up and locked on each other. In that gaze, lust was transmitted. Eric instantly stood to Kelly’s sudden frown. He reached out for her hand. She took it and he pulled her up. Cupping her neck, he drew her lips to his and kissed her passionately, his dick pressing against her. She felt the intensity of it and kissed him back. As it continued, she’d never experienced such fervor in a kiss. It pervaded her body and she felt the burning between her legs.

Breathing heavily, Kelly turned around and pulled his cock between her legs where he fucked her thighs. She pressed his dick into her pussy as he pumped. As had happened this morning, she reached her boiling point where reason and propriety melted.

“Stick it in,” she begged.

Much as he wanted to, Eric did not comply, still able to think clearly, not swayed by sexual intoxication. He continued to pump steadily. Kelly’s pussy was soaked and coating his rod with her juices, making his slide job between her legs a sweet ride.

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Amanda hummed as she sliced carrots for her casserole. She could barely believe Kenny had sold 500,000 copies of his debut album. At just 19! She also couldn’t believe it was his birthday. She had no idea what she was going to get him

When she was 19, she was just getting ready to find baby names for the baby growing inside of her. She could remember the day vividly as well, 5 years before, when she had decided enough was enough.

He had experienced his first heartbreak. That slut, Gina Calloway, dumping her wonderful son for some jock at the school dance. The night she had bought him a pack of condoms, something looked down on by many of her friends then.

She had returned home to find him crying in his room, inconsolable despite her best efforts. She had returned that night while he lay asleep, gently tugging off her groggy and confused son’s pajama bottoms and taking his- –

Swollen…

Massive…

Throbbing…

And semen-slick manhood into her mouth, sliding down her throat as she listening to his moans as he neared his first oral orgasm…

******

Amanda jumped as her cell phone began to ring, her sweet boy’s naked photo popping up.

“Yes sweetie?” she answered.

“Mom!” he shouted, Amanda hearing the sounds of cheering in the background. “It’s gone platinum!!”

Amanda could barely believe her ears. 1,000,000 copies!

“I’m so proud of you baby,” Amanda said, happy to hear him so cheerful. But nothing made her happier than what he said next in a low voice.

“I’m going to fuck you hard tonight Mom. I want you in your hottest outfit when I get back.”

Amanda bit her lip and rubbed her hot wet pussy. “I can’t wait honey. Mommy is going to give you the best fuck of your life.”

After he hung up, she took a satisfied breath and put all her ingredients back into the fridge. She doubted she or her son would want anything to eat that day.

******

Kenny hummed softly at his desk, buzzed from the drinking contest he and his cousins had engaged in.

“Hi Kenny,” Samantha Lewis, one of the secretaries greeted him, her massive GG breasts nearly spilling from her pink blouse. Amanda, who possessed an extraordinary set of natural K cups often laughed about how it would make Kenny’s life if he had them both in bed with him.

“H-hi Samantha,” Kenny stammered, hoping the alcohol on his breath wasn’t too noticeable. His mother had never approved of him drinking; though ironically when he had first gotten his driver’s license the two had gotten drunk and fucked so hard, they woke up twenty escort portalı miles from their house in a crowded park, naked and sticky in their backseat.

“I heard about Element-K,” Samantha said, drumming her nails on the desktop. Her breasts just bobbed. Up and down…

Up and down…

Up and down…

He forced his eyes back to hers and she giggled. “It’s perfectly fine if you stare Kenny. I consider myself lucky. If isn’t every girl who has the hottest artist on the market trying to catch a glimpse at her tits.

Kenny smiled. He had always been a titman. When he was 12, his dad had taken him to a strip club for the first time. He was infatuated with the large breasts before him. And his dad, knowing the owner, even got him his first lap dance.

“In fact,” Samantha continued, learning over to let Kenny take a strong whiff of her perfumed knockers, “it turns me on more than you could ever imagine.”

Grabbing Kenny’s collar, she pulled him from his chair and pressed her lips to hers, crushing the gigantic melons between them as he moved his hands to grab two handfuls of her juicy ass through her black skirt.

Her pussy got wet, feeling the heat of his erection against it. The two groaned into each other’s mouths, Samantha sitting on the desk as she felt Kenny’s large hands undo the clasp and zipper on her skirt, yanking it down her legs and exposing her powder blue panties.

Meanwhile, his cock threatened to tear through his blue trousers which she undid as well, removing them, boxers and all. What she saw made her eyes shine. There stood 10 inches of throbbing manhood, glistening with precum.

She dropped the her knees and began to stroke him. Despite in her mid-fourties, Savannah still had every amount of sexual energy she had possessed in her teens. Flicking her tongue across the boy’s cockhead however seemed to awaken a strong fire inside of her, feeling the thick and salty fluid slide down her throat.

Kenny moaned as she slid her red painted lips down his stiff pole as she cupped his humongous balls in her hand, the storage of them seeming to grow as she continued her oral stimulation.

Kenny moaned louder as she sped up, her beautiful and surprisingly firm breasts bumping against his knees. He grabbed her hair but didn’t go against her perfect performance, feeling his balls beginning the churn.

“Oh yes…” he groaned, “I’m gonna cum!”

Samantha smiled and picked up speed, feeling the large pole twitch in her throat as her young employer arched his back. escort gaziantep portalı He shook as his cock exploded, drowning her insides in thick and hot cups of young spunk before she pulled him out, letting him blast further on her face and tits.

By the time he finished and opened his eyes, he was shocked to see his hot secretary. His thick seed dripping from her chin and each hard nipple coated in his cum.

“That was fucking great,” Kenny groaned as Savannah pulled his pants back up.

“Yes it was,” she said, “remember this when Employee of the Month comes up.” Kenny nodded, watching as she wiped herself off and walked out. He then imagined what reward awaited him once he submitted her name for the paid vacation.

******

That night, Kenny sped into the spacious garage of his mansion. As soon as he switched off the car he ran inside.

“Mom?” he asked, walking in the fully dark house.

“Up here sweetie!” Amanda answered and he went up. What he saw nearly make him jump out of his socks. Amanda sat in a sheer nightie, not even reaching her hips due to being held up by her humongous tits.

“Hello Kenny,” She said, standing up, her brown hair looking beautiful partially over her face. “I’ve been waiting for you.”

Kenny walked over and kissed her passionately, feeling her tongue circling his.

“I have something for you.” Amanda said as they sat on the bed.

Pulling a lidded box from under the bed, she placed her hands on it and gave a smile to her son.

“Kenny… do you remember…” Amanda got choked up but felt better as Kenny comfortingly took her hand, “Do you remember when you were 8? And you found that crate, but you could open it your father came in and started yelling?”

Kenny nodded and Amanda handed him the box, smiling from ear to ear. He took a breath and removed the lid, gasping at what he saw. His mother, much younger though just as beautiful, stood naked by a tree, her tits, then at least a D-cup sat perkily on her chest.

Another photo showed a close-up her playing with her pussy and squeezing her boobs. The photos were all hotter than the one before. But when Kenny got to last one, he got harder than he ever had before.

It showed Amanda, fully naked and splattered with her son’s cum. She held a sign reading:

1,000,000 copies!

Kenny met his mother’s gleaming eyes who kissed him again. “You’ve gone places I never imagined baby. Your no-good father left before he could see the brilliant young man you’ve become. But I’m willing to do anything and everything I can to make sure you go to the top.”

“I can’t thank you enough Mom,” Kenny said, “for everything.”

Amanda smiled and felt his hands inching toward her rack. “Mommy’s special boy is ready for his birthday present now hmm?”

“I’ve been waiting all day…” he replied, beginning to suck her nipples through the silk material, prompting her to moan.

Her angelic face was framed by her shoulder length brown hair. Kenny’s cock was rising fast and stuck out lewdly. Amanda unzipped his pants and saw his erect cock and body and she gave him a huge smile.

Kenny then reached out and grab her hips and pulled her body into his and began kissing her as intensely as possible. Amanda spread her legs and moaned as her son slid into her.

“Fuck me baby.” Amanda begged, “fuck me for all eternity.”

The brutal fucking went on for almost 2 hours. At the very end, Amanda let out a blood curdling scream “Kenny you are a sex god and the ultimate stud! CUM INSIDE ME!!!!!”

Her lust and pleasure-filled eyes met his as she raised her legs, taking his my quick thrusts like a pornstar. Kenny then immersed himself in her beautiful tits, feeling the soft melons bounce against his face.

It felt as if his heart stopped as he came inside her, filling her twat with his seed.

“Fuck yes!!!” Amanda screamed as she dug her nails into the back of Kenny’s head, “Cum in me! Give me a fucking baby in my dirty cunt!!”

As his rod stopped spraying, he pulled out, his exhausted cock flopping between his legs, dripping in juices from them both.

“Fuck, that wonderful” Amanda said. When she sidled up to him, Kenny placed one hand around her and she snuggled into him.

“I suppose you will soon have a son and brother,” Amanda chuckled and he did too.

As he kissed her, Kenny made sure to rub her belly and felt her hand doing the same. They interlocked fingers and stroked it as a couple.

“What are you thinking about Kenny?” Amanda asked with a warm smile.

“How I want to knock you up again as soon as you’ve had that one,” Kenny replied and Amanda checked her watch.

“8:03, we have plenty of time.”

Kenny looked in her eyes and said, “How about we go and take a shower together?”

“I can’t think of nothing better Daddy” she quietly said. “But only if you let me wash that cock and your huge balls.”

Before entering, Amanda turned around and kissed him, “You’re the best lover Kenny.”

“And you’re the best MILF in the world,” he replied before picked her up and getting under the warm water.

They reacquainted our bodies and cleaned up. With them both naked and wet, it wasn’t long before they were fucking full swing. As the two began to fuck, their loud moans and grunts filled the house, the passion and love between them never to be broken.

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Back in the seventies, you just left school and found a job. I didn’t know what I wanted to do and after a couple of jobs I didn’t like, I started working for small printing company. It was a family run business, the owner was Mr Davis, but he wasn’t in the office much. His son, who preferred to be called Rod, ran the day-to-day things. Then there was their secretary Rita Robertson, she was the sort of middle-aged woman whose word was law and nobody dared to argue with. I had been working there about five months before we had the company’s Christmas outing. It was going to be dinner, a night drinking in the city and a hotel stay. It sounded great and I would be an adult for the night. At seventeen, you think you can handle alcohol, but I drank a bit too much during the meal. I thought I was fine, but then we hit the town and after a couple of pubs, I was feeling very unsteady. Rod decided to we should go to a strip show and we all lined up outside the club. “He’s not eighteen, he can’t come in.” The bouncer eyed me up, I swayed as I tried to remember what my birth date should be if I had been old enough. “It’s alright Rod; I’m not a great one for strip joints. I’ll go back to the hotel with him,” Mrs Robertson had spoken. I felt like I was back at school and she was the headmistress. Sitting in the hotel bar Mrs. R. ordered two Irish coffees. This was new to me, the hot coffee and strong whiskey burnt my throat. She seemed more relaxed in the bar drinking her coffee; stretching her long legs out, she almost lay in the chair. I started to notice her large breasts as they heaved with escort every breath; my eyes kept drawing to them. Then, as she shuffled in her seat, I caught glimpses of her stocking top and creamy white thigh. She was at least my Mum’s age but I still found her very sexy. “Time you went to bed young man,” she commanded. I finished my coffee and dutifully followed her. We walked up the stairs to the first floor of the hotel and I turned to climb the second flight to my room. “Not so fast young man, I want a word with you in private.” I knew she had caught me taking an eyeful of her thigh and stocking tops, and I probably hadn’t been too discrete about looking at her cleavage as well. She took hold of my tie and led me towards her room, then pushed me through the door in front of her. I knew I was in trouble. “Now young man, you have spent this evening trying to see up my skirt or look down blouse. Now it’s very rude…” I started to stutter an apology, but she silenced me with a finger held to my lips. “It’s very rude to do that and not to say how attractive you think the woman is. Kevin, do you know what an Aunty is when she is not a relative?” I didn’t. “Well, it’s an older woman that teaches a young man like you about sex. I know what girls your age are like, they won’t do this or don’t like that. Now, I’m an experienced mature woman who doesn’t mind sharing her experience with somebody younger.” I was dumbfounded I had expected a telling off, or even a warning from the boss, but not Mrs Robertson wanting sex with me. I was excited and scared at escort bayan the same time. “So Kevin if you promise never to tell anybody about tonight, I’m going to become your Aunty and I’m giving you a big green light to do what you want. Since you have spent the evening looking at my breasts why don’t you help me take my blouse off, then you can hold and enjoy them.” Rita started to undo the buttons on her cuffs; my fingers fumbled the buttons at the front. She let her blouse fall from her shoulders revealing her breasts as they spilled from their cups. Placing a hand behind my head, she coaxed me down onto them. The smell of her perfume intoxicated me with lust. I kissed one breast gently to see what she would do. She pushed my head closer into the valley between them, then taking my hand and she placed it on one of her soft white mounds. “You play with that Lovey,” she coaxed me. My girlfriend breasts were so much smaller and she only let me touch them if she was in the mood. These were warm, soft globes with rubbery nipples waiting to be sucked. I heard the noise of a zip being opened and a swish as her skirt fell to the floor. Then she gently pushed me away, Aunty stood in front of me in stockings, suspender belt, bra and knickers. It was like a page I’d seen in my mum’s home shopping catalogue that was entitled ‘For Those Special Nights’. My mother always tutted and hurriedly turned the offending pages over when she got to that part of the book. Now here was a woman my mother’s age wearing these cloths and offering to teach me about bayan escort sex. “Let’s get these cloths off you shall we Kev?” Aunty said starting to undress me, in moments I stood naked except for my Y fronts conscious of my stiff dick making them bulge. Stunned and terrified, I was hornier than I had ever felt in my life; Rita cupped my balls with one hand and peeled the waistband of my pants down with the other. Her soft fingers bounced my balls gently, “When did your girlfriend last empty these for you?” She asked. I told her that my girlfriend was frightened about getting pregnant, so I had to wear a sheath, but not allowed to cum in her. “Well Lovey, that’s not a problem for me.” She gripped my cock in her hand and rubbed her thumb over my piss hole. “You’re leaking already, you’re not going to last long are you Lovey? Better give Aunty Rita a treat first. Do you know how to French Kiss? I nodded. She pushed me gently onto the bed and pulled my pants off, laying on my back my stiffy stood out like a flagpole from body. I watched as she unclipped her bra and let her tits swing free. They were two of three times bigger than my girlfriend’s and those nipples were so long. Next, she slid her knickers down and smiled at me; still wearing the stockings, suspenders and the high-heeled shoes, she climbed onto the bed beside me. “Well you go down there and French kiss me.” Aunty pushed my head between her legs. I had never kissed a girl there before and wasn’t sure what to do. The two girlfriends that had let me see their pussy’s had lips that always seemed to be squeezed together, but these were big and wide open. At last, I understood what men in the pub meant when they talked about beef curtains or saddlebags. I pushed my tongue into her hole not knowing quite what to do; I expected it to be disgusting, but it tasted slightly tangy and felt slippery on my tongue.

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Editor’s note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content.

*****

Taylor lay back on the grass and stretched. The early afternoon sun felt wonderful on his skin. What felt even better, though, was being almost completely naked on campus. His body was entirely exposed except for a tight Nike racing brief. Beneath the spandex, his dick pulsed against the suit, unable to grow in its confinement, but aroused and dripping precum nonetheless. The swimmer was only partly grateful that the pattern of his suit helped conceal his leakage. Imagining the reaction of others to his arousal doubled it at the very least.

“You look good enough to suck,” Josh said, looking down on his roommate. His classes had run later than Taylor’s and the blonde had taken the opportunity to get in some impromptu tanning time in a very exhibitionistic way.

“So do you,” Taylor flexed as Josh snapped a couple pictures of him. He was gaining dozens of followers a day and collecting quite a few lustful comments in his new persona. And he loved every minute of it. To express himself through his body was natural for an athlete. It was who he was, fully realized. He reached out and ran a hand up Josh’s smooth leg. “Get down here and kiss me.”

Josh already had his shirt off, having long ago developed the art of stripping as soon as he got out of class. Toeing off his Havaianas, he dropped his shorts to reveal a simple white Marcuse brief-with a quick-release buckle on one hip. He lowered himself onto the towel next to his lover and sensuously kissed him.

“I hope they’re taking pics of us,” he whispered to Taylor as they made out.

“They are,” Taylor reassured him. In case they hadn’t been noticed after all, he pulled Josh into a spooning position with him and snapped a photo.

“Does that speedo feel good on your dick?”

“A few years ago I used to just cum and cum all afternoon, humping my bed in a swimsuit. I love the pressure. Even if my cockhead isn’t as obvious as yours.”

“You’re so wet I can feel it on my ass. Through two layers of spandex. Jockwhore.”

“You’re rubbing your slutty bubble butt on my cock. What do you expect to happen?”

“Exactly what’s happening.” Josh pulled away and stood up. “Let’s get going before someone calls security because they can’t take our natural heat.”

“Well, fuck them,” Taylor said, reaching for his shorts. “Serve them right if we screwed right here and melted their fragile little snowflake minds. Where are we going, anyway?”

“You’ll see,” Josh smirked. The swimmer admired how fast the Miami boy was at folding a towel.

“Who are we fucking?”

“You’ll see.”

“Come on!” Taylor pleaded. “You said it would be something good. And you only blew me once this morning.”

“Just get in the car,” Josh replied, swishing his butt. Taylor slid his hand down the back of the teen’s shorts as they walked. He loved the stares they got from guys and girls alike. And Josh’s casual cockiness, the way he had of raising an eyebrow at people to dare them to say something, was a huge turnon.

Taylor unlocked his Jeep and climbed in. “Now will you at least tell me where we’re going?”

“Phone, please.” Josh tapped in an address.

“You really keep the surprise going.”

“I try. And you might as well take your shorts off, you won’t be needing them any time soon.” The runner was already down to his swimsuit again.

“You make clothes seem more stupid than anyone else I’ve ever met,” Taylor grinned. He put up absolutely no resistance when his friend wrestled his shorts off and threw them in the back of the Jeep. Driving in a swimsuit was something he’d always wanted to do back home, but it wasn’t the right environment for it. Here in the tropics, though, he fit in perfectly being himself.

The address Josh had punched in turned out to be a fairly typical Florida home, single-level and positioned at the front of its lot. “Pull into the driveway,” Josh instructed him.

“You sure no one will mind?”

“I guarantee it.” Josh stepped out of the car and went straight to the front door. It was open and he walked straight in. To Taylor’s surprise-and enjoyment, he dropped his backpack and immediately stripped off his speedo, hanging it on a rack by the door. The swimmer noticed there were other items of clothing already hanging there.

“Well, come on!” Josh prompted him. The blonde had no idea where this was going, but he figured that if he was getting naked already, it had to be good. Not to mention that it was always an immense relief to free his cock after a few hours of confinement. Variety was fun. He let his speedo drop and followed Josh out through a sliding door to a patio behind the house. The space occupied most of the property, and was taken up by a large pool, several substantial trees, and a tiny poolhouse, as well as tall fences covered with morning glories and bougainvillea. There were two people sitting on chairs by the pool, a man and a woman, both very good-looking. The woman turned her head as the door opened, and got up to meet them, smiling. Josh went straight up to her and kissed her. Taylor felt his cock rising at their obvious passion.

Josh broke the kiss and stepped gaziantep escort pornoları back. “Hi, mom.”

“Hey, Josh.” She kissed him again, not minding at all that two naked guys were watching her French kiss her son. “So is this Taylor?”

“Yep!” Josh turned and waved Taylor over. The swimmer’s head was spinning as he crossed the few feet of distance that separated them. He couldn’t believe his roommate had just made out with his mother in an undeniably sexual way. Nor could he believe how hard his cock was. “Taylor, this is my mom, Rachel.”

“Hi, Taylor,” Rachel said. “Josh has been going crazy about how wonderful his new roommate is. I’m glad you decided to spend the weekend with us.”

Fuck, Taylor thought to himself. My roommate is fucking his mom. And they want me to spend the weekend fucking with them. Rachel, he realized, was a knockout. She didn’t look old enough to have a son in college, not by a good decade. Her body was toned and flawless, her breasts substantial yet perky. Long hair in a ponytail fell halfway down her back. Her skin was darker than Josh’s, shining in the sun with oil and sex fluids. She had no tanlines whatsoever. Taylor knew, without hesitation, that if this woman had come up to him at the beach, he would have accepted her offer instantly. Why should he let her love for her son, his friend, interfere with that?

At the same time, he knew he was crossing a line that few of his peers would ever have the courage to cross. And because he was who he was, that realization made him want it to cross it even more.

Taylor bent down and kissed Rachel, trembling as she gently pulled him closer to her. She took his mouth assertively, confident in the young man’s lust for her, and pleased that he responded so readily, rejecting all his previous notions of what was taboo or inappropriate. Apart from that, his hard cock, against her abs testified to his total arousal. Now she began to believe everything her son had told her about the athlete who was diving into debauchery with all his heart.

“You are a beautiful boy,” she told him, stroking his face. “Your performance with my son yesterday was one of the most erotic things I’ve ever seen.”

“Fuck!” Taylor actually blushed bright red under his tan. “Josh, you showed your mom-“

“Of course. We were hot together. Why wouldn’t she like it?”

“We had to watch it three times while fucking,” the other man said with a huge smile on his face. “You were better than hot. That’s some of the greatest porn I’ve ever seen. Period.”

“Taylor, this is my mom’s lover, Jason,” Josh said, petting a gorgeous, perpetually smiling Latin boy who was stroking Josh’s cock while watching them. Jason was short, maybe five foot seven at best, but broad and beautifully muscled, the caramel to Rachel’s chocolate cake. His uncut cock was similarly thick, almost as thick as Taylor’s. On his small frame it looked almost savage. And yet his ass was round and fuckable. It was dizzying to the swimmer to think of what the two of them must get up to in bed-and out of it.

“Hi, Taylor!” Jason said enthusiastically. He turned out to be very tactile, running his hands all over Taylor’s muscles while kissing him and encouraging him to do the same. The teen obliged. The older man’s body was a work of art, and the reverence he felt for the perfection to which the jock’s physique could be brought fed his lust.

“Lover, eh?” Taylor finally said, straightening up. “That covers a lot of possibilities.”

“Jason is an intern in my mom’s law office,” Josh explained. “And she seduced him a couple weeks after he signed on. I believe he wanted to work there in large part because he immediately fell in lust with her, but he denies it.”

“He went instantly erect in his dress pants the first time he saw me,” Rachel said, eyes fixed on her boytoy even as she manipulated the college freshman. “I could tell he wasn’t wearing anything else between them and his dick. And that made me hot for him right that second. I knew he was an explosive exhibitionist.”

“Let me guess,” Taylor said, deciding to be bold. “You came home and told Josh about it. And you added that he wasn’t wearing any socks with his sexy loafers and Josh got hard and told you to go get him.”

“Well, shit,” Rachel breathed deeply and looked up at him. “You’ve been getting to know my son very well indeed.” She pulled him in for another kiss, and the blonde could tell she was turned on by him. He couldn’t resist gently teasing her between her legs. His fingers came away wet. Dizzy, he realized he was going to spend the weekend having sex with this incredibly sexy woman. And committing incest with her. A week ago everyone had thought he was straight. A week ago he had been straight, as far as experience was concerned.

He slid his fingers into Rachel’s mouth and made her lick them clean.

“I have. So I’m guessing the next thing he did was fuck you.”

“Right again. But now I want to fuck you.”

She grabbed his hand and led him over to the poolhouse, which had shutters opening on all sides to let the air through. It was built to provide shade and diffused light, and little else. escort pornoları Most of the space inside was taken up by a daybed. Behind the poolhouse, a rock wall trickling with running water gave an added sense of privacy. Taylor thought he’d walked onto the set of a porn movie. Jason could have been a Falcon model, and the location was straight out of Hegre. He’d developed a very fine taste in porn over the past summer, thinking about what he wanted to do in college. Now, to his shock, he was getting to do it. All of it and more. It would have been a complete lie to claim he wasn’t turned on by incest, just like everyone else who approached sex from a positive standpoint. If making love was good, and making love was better with someone you loved, wouldn’t making love to someone whom you loved as deeply as a member of your family be the best of all?

Jason and Josh were already sitting on the bed, both in the lotus position and facing each other. They were trading kisses and lightly stroking each other’s bare feet. As Taylor and Rachel approached, Josh took a hit off a cute little glass bong, then exhaled it into Jason’s mouth. The position and the weed had their erections looking hard enough to burst.

“That smells delicious,” Taylor said, lying down and stretching out. “Can I have some?”

“Of course,” Josh grinned. He took another draw before leaning over and blowing it into his roommate’s lungs. An explosion of lemon filled Taylor’s mouth, and his lungs tingled, but in a good way that he knew how to manage. Josh fed him a second hit, and as they made out, the swimmer opened his eyes to realize that Rachel was halfway down his cock,

Josh broke their kiss. “What were you just thinking? I felt you trying to smirk.”

“Fuck, I’m such a jockstud,” Taylor chuckled. “You and your mom and the same time. So hot. Thanks, Josh. I love you.”

“Love you too, stud,” Josh said, kissing him again without the weed. “Here, take a hit yourself. This is some Super Lemon Haze. It’s going to make you ridiculously horny.”

“I already am, but I could be more.”

“That’s the spirit,” Jason said approvingly. “No such thing as being too horny.”

Taylor got high and felt his dick thicken to its limits. Smoke filled the air around him. He couldn’t think straight, and found it hard to protest when the other guys played with his tender nipples. They kept kissing him, too, and he started licking Josh’s body at random for no particular reason. Rachel took a couple of hits before going back down on him, swallowing his shaft down her throat with smoke pluming out around it. It was one of the most arousing sights he had ever seen in his life.

Rachel must have sensed his closeness to orgasm, because she pulled off his cock and climbed atop him. Crouching over him like a lioness, she kissed him, and they tasted the weed on each other’s tongues. The teen instinctively thrust his hips up in a vain attempt to hump his erection against her before controlling his movements. She was teasing him, but at the same time she was very much in earnest.

“Fuck me,” she urged him. Taylor opened his eyes and looked at her.

“Not yet.” He gently pulled her upright and faced her towards Josh. “Show me.”

A smile crept over Josh’s face. “Already?”

The bigger jock kissed him. “I want to see it happen so bad.”

“You’re incredible.” Josh unfolded himself and pulled his mom back down onto the mattress. His prick, erect and red where her boyfriend had been teasing his glans, rubbed over her smooth slit. The folds of her pussy were open and swelling for him. The friction of her clit hood against her son’s foreskin made for an incredibly erotic site. Taylor pulled off the bed, watching in astonishment and even reverence as Josh prepared to go back where he came from.

“Beautiful, isn’t he?” Jason whispered. Standing next to the blonde, he idly teased his erection. “They’re so good together.”

Josh was holding Rachel’s arms down on each side of her head, dropping kisses all over her face while he frigged her. Almost any other man in that position would have plunged in and fucked the hell out of the lustful woman beneath him. But Josh chose to jerk her off with his cock instead. Taylor had never seen it done, not in porn, never read it on Nifty or Literotica. It wasn’t traditional. It looked hot, though. Everything Josh did was teaching him how to be a better lover.

She came, and then Josh entered his mom, sinking deeply into her well-lubed passage. Rachel let out a continuous groan, and when Josh bottomed out and his smooth groin ground against her clit, she came a second time. Their bodies flowed together. They clutched each other, embracing in a way that was far more loving than the perfunctory hugs most families exchanged.

Taylor realized his fingers were gently stroking Jason’s smooth hole, and occasionally reaching forward to toy with his balls. “So when did Rachel tell you that her son was also her lover?” He kept his voice low, his eyes on the wonderful sight in front of him.

“About two weeks after we started fucking,” Jason said. That smile of his was devastating. “I’d met him about a week before. She could escort gaziantep pornoları tell I was attracted to him and probably fantasizing about him. And honestly, if I’d met him on the beach, the chemistry would have had us in bed before the afternoon was over. I just didn’t know how this amazing woman would react to the idea that I wanted her athlete son to fuck my brains out. Ahhhh.” The teen’s fingers entered his hole. Two of them at once, without any straining.

“You’re lubed. Are you a bottom?”

“I’m mostly a bottom for guys.”

“And girls?”

“Mostly top. But Rachel fucks me all the time. It’s one of my favorite things about her.” Jason was beginning to drip from the treatment Taylor was giving his prostate, and spread his stance a bit to give the teen better access. “So one day she tied me up and edged me for hours, and gave me one of the most shattering orgasms of my life. Then she untied me and we cuddled. And when she had me all softened up like that, she popped the question.” The twunk shook his head in admiration. “She’s good. She’s a killer in court. I couldn’t say anything, but my erection against her hip told her everything. She rolled over and looked me in the eyes, and just asked if I would have done him if he hadn’t been her son. I had to say yes. She kissed me and told him he would be home in a few minutes, and she was going out to hook up with one of her friends that night.”

On the bed, Josh had straightened up and and was worshiping his mom’s foot, kissing her sole with the same passion he kissed her lips and her pussy. He decided to share it with her, and folded her back until she could suck her own toes while he licked her sole. Meanwhile, he never stopped his steady thrusting inside her. When he pulled his cock back and rubbed at just the right spot inside her, she came again, squirting this time. Josh was wet with her juices.

“I took him on that bed,” Jason breathed. “Right there. He begged me to take him first, and I couldn’t possibly say no. Because I was his mom’s lover and he felt that was appropriate. And that was also the first time I realized he could cum without touching himself.”

Cream dripped from Jason’s thick erection, tall and veined yet velvet-smooth. The combination of the memory, Taylor’s finger-banging, and the view had been too much for him. Josh and Rachel were lip-locked again. The two men standing watched Josh’s golden muscles spasm, watched him thrust deep and pump his load inside his mom, watched him grind on her and drive her to orgasm with him.

Taylor slid back onto the bed. Josh’s thrusts had ceased, but he and Rachel were still making out ardently. He took the runner by the hips and lifted him off his mom. When Josh realized Taylor was there, he rolled over eagerly, wanting to see the swimmer satisfy himself.

Crouching, Taylor spread Rachel’s legs, and licked up her perineum, catching a drop of her son’s cum on his tongue where it leaked from her pussy. He looked her in the eye and swallowed it. His tongue parted her folds, seeking more of the teenage juice. A little at a time, he worked his way into her, sucking and carefully probing. Eating boy and girl cum at the same time was the hottest thing he’d ever done.

I want a girlfriend I can eat other men’s loads out of, he thought to himself, and nearly came just from imagining it.

He licked up to Rachel’s clit and teased it with his tongue, easing two fingers inside her at the same time. Almost immediately, he touched her g-spot, and she gasped. The swimmer backed off on his oral efforts, slowing his pace. Sometimes he stopped licking her entirely and blew gently on her engorged clit instead. Sometimes he contented himself with flicking his tongue over it. All the while, his fingers never stopped working inside her. Rachel hung on the verge of orgasm, and Taylor kept her there until her labored breathing had a note of desperation in it.

With calculated intent, he went down on her again and kissed her clit sensuously. Rachel came hard, punching the mattress and trying to stifle a scream, but Taylor didn’t back off. He kept right on working her. Josh took that as his cue to start making out with his mom again, so that she could yell into his mouth. That always made him hot. His roommate gave her three more orgasms, each more intense than the last, then suddenly changed positions. Before Rachel knew what was happening, Taylor had his cock fully inside her and had turned her tonguing of Josh into a three-way kiss.

She was wet with her son’s seed and hot with lust around him. Josh pulled back and let them fuck. Jason cuddled up to him, enjoying the show. Rachel was a petite woman, and if Taylor wasn’t twice her weight, he was very, very close to it. He dominated her utterly simply by being there. Unlike most teen boys, though, he was gentle. Each stroke of his cock might be long, but they were slow. Rachel realized that Taylor understood how to cum hard and please his lovers at the same time: instead of pounding away, he carefully edged his cock inside them, building their joint lusts to a delayed explosion. Between the pressure of their bodies together and the way his glans throbbed inside her, she kept cumming. His hands were busy over her body; when he tweaked her nipples, he felt her clamp down on his shaft, screaming into his mouth. Now she was the one controlling the fuck. Her pussy felt too good on his dick. No matter how hard he tried to resist it, no matter how much he slowed his movements, he felt himself cumming. Without thrusting, he came so hard that both of them felt him squirt inside her.

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*****

My sister Amy and I had just finished graduating from highschool, and our senior prom proved to be a turning point in our relationship. We turned 19 shortly after graduating, and decided to take a trip together. The goal, to explore our newly open feelings towards one another, which we couldn’t exactly do in our home town with all of our friends and other family members around. This is the story of our trip to Jamaica

I woke up on one of the first days of summer, after graduating high school, in an empty bed. For the first time in a long time I had something to smile about, and it was all because of my twin sister Amy. We had recently discovered our shared feelings for one another, and they weren’t exactly normal for siblings. Somewhere in the midst of all of our tragedy we had become best friends, then best friends to soulmates.

The shower was running so I knew she hadn’t gone too far. I got out of bed slowly, stretching as I stood up. It only took one flash of Amy’s naked body in the shower to stir my dick, and had me walking to the bathroom. Shutting the door behind me, I walked through the steam radiating from the shower, pulled back the shower curtain just enough to slip in and join her. When I looked up her beautiful body, to her angelic eyes, I saw her trying to hide a smile from my unexpected appearance.

“Good morning beautiful,” I said, as I walked up to her. I wrapped my arms around her shoulders, and held her against my chest.

She replied, “Morning Handsome.”

We just stood there as the warm water rained down upon our skin. Kissing the back of her head, with my eyes closed, I held her even tighter. She squeezed my hand twice showing her affection in return. Time seemed to just disappear. Nothing mattered except being in the moment with her. She was my everything now, and it didn’t matter what came next in my life, as long as she was there with me. I slid my hand up to her chin, and pulled it to the side, turning her to face me. I met her half-way, as she leaned into me. Our lips met and we shared a soft passionate kiss. Slipping her incredibly soft tongue into my mouth, I reciprocated, swirling mine around hers. Holding the side of her face as we kissed, she brought her hand up and placed it over mine. After what seemed like an eternity, I pulled back. Feeling as if I was floating on air, my eyelids felt heavy and my need for true love sated. Our eyes locked, and we both just smiled and held each other a little longer.

After we were cleaned up and dried off, we went downstairs for breakfast. Amy started to make some scrambled eggs when I asked, “So what would you think about going on a vacation this summer. We just graduated, so some time alone together to relax could be fun.”

“Sure,” she replied, “That sounds like it’d be great. And even better we could act more like a couple without our friends or family around.”

“We could hold hands, hold each other, and kiss in public and no one would think it’s weird at all,” I said with a smile on my face.

We ate breakfast, then cleaned up the kitchen. We both walked into the living room and sat down with Amy’s laptop, and began looking up tropical islands that would be fun to go to.

“After looking at all these pictures, and looking up the resorts, I would love to go to Jamaica,” Amy said with a smile.

“If that is what my lady wishes, then that is where we shall go,” I replied. Leaning in halfway, and following suit with me she leaned in the other half, and we shared a soft slow kiss. As we slowly pulled our lips apart, we leaned our foreheads together sharing a quiet moment of emotion together.

It was just four weeks later that found us on our way to the island of Jamaica. For 3 nights and 3 days, we’d be all by ourselves. Sitting in the airport, we grew more excited as they called our row to board the plane. “Well, here we go. Our first vacation together as a couple.” We boarded the plane, put our carry ons in the overhead bin, then sat in our seats. Lifting the arm rests, as we had bought all three seats not wanting to share a row with someone else. After sitting down I grinned, as I leaned into her and said, “We better make it a memorable vacation, because this is the one and only time you are getting me to a place that is so damned hot.”

Teasing me, she snorted, “Aww big tough guy, is that so? You’re such a big snuggly bear while cuddling, I guess now I know you’re a polar bear,” she said, poking me hard in the ribs making me jump.

“Heyyyyy!! Don’t start something you can’t finish!” I said. Leaning into her, trapping her against the wall of the plane, my fingers went right for her ticklish spots, as I made her suffer with laughter.

“OK ok, I give, I give!” Amy said between laughing and catching her breath. She lay up against the window, a smile on her face from cheek to cheek. Our eyes slowly met, and I bit my lower lip. Slowly her smile faded as the moment became more escort numaraları serious, and I leaned all the way in, kissing her softly. Our lips locked, and our tongues were probing inside each others mouths wildly. Interrupted by the pilot coming on the intercom to announce take off soon, we broke from the kiss giggling like little kids getting caught doing something mischievous. We buckled up, and held hands as we took off to an island where no one would know us.

In the middle of the flight, it had become dark, as this was an evening flight. Using me as a pillow, Amy lay her head on my lap, with a blanket covering her. As I watched her lie there looking so beautiful, I couldn’t help but get aroused. Under the blanket, I slid my hand under her shirt, running my fingertips over her sexy abs. Pushing my fingertips under the waistband of her shorts, then under her panties, I made my way to her sweet pussy. Tracing her swollen lips with one finger, slowly and softly, she began to stir. Looking up at me with sleepy eyes, she just smiled and said, “Enjoying the flight are we?”

I looked down smiling and said, “Well this is the first time We’ve been on a plane, so yes, I’m enjoying the flight quite nicely.” Pushing my middle finger inside her, I watched as her eyes closed and she sighed heavily. She’s just so wet, my finger slid in and out of her with ease. Hooking my finger upward inside of her, I searched for, and found her g-spot. Grinding away on it, I noticed her breathing had picked up. She was getting close to cumming, I could tell. Wiggling my finger on the same spot as fast as I could had her turning her head and biting down on my thigh to cover her moans. She wasn’t biting hard enough to break skin, but it still hurt. The pain only made me wiggle my finger even faster. Watching her orgasm, I felt her breathe against my skin, as she tried to muffle her moans as best she could. She feels so warm between her legs, and her juices flowing freely onto my fingers, and soaking her panties. Slowly sliding my finger out, as to be as gentle as I could with her pussy being so sensitive right now, she bit her lower lip in sweet agony. I brought my finger up to my mouth and sucked the juices off of it, enjoying her sweet taste. She watched as i did this, sliding her hand on the back of my neck, and pulling me down to kiss her soft lips. Sliding my hand back under the blanket, this time going upward under her shirt. Sliding my hand under her sports bra, kneading her breasts tightly with my hand. She was a nice perky 36b cup, a nice handful. She told me once that they were very sensitive being so close to the muscles in her chest. She moaned softly into my mouth as we kissed. Time seemed to fly by a lot quicker, as we made out. We were in our own little world, until hearing the captain come onto the intercom to announce we would be landing in 15 minutes. I helped lift Amy up and we buckled up, snuggling for the remainder of the time. After we landed, we found our baggage, then found transportation to our resort.

We had finally arrived to the resort, and it was late. We found our bungalow, and went in. I dropped the luggage down by the bed, and without warning, I was pushed onto it. When I looked back, Amy was lifting her sports bra off, as her shirt and shorts already lay in a pile on the floor.

“You owe me for getting me soaked on the plane baby, now pull that nice dick of yours out and prepare to get sucked and fucked!” she said with vigor.

“I dunno hun, I’m kinda sleepy,” I said in a mock tired tone with a smile on my face.

She walked seductively over to me on the bed, naked and gorgeous. Her muscled body, that of a female viking warrior. My own personal valkyrie, here to collect me as I was about to die and go to Valhalla. She slid her hand down to unhook my belt, then pulled it out of my khaki shorts. Unbuttoning and unzipping my shorts, she had them off without delay. I pulled my shirt off, and was laying on a pillow against the headboard. Laying on the bed as well, she worked her way up my body. Wasting no time, she grabbed my shaft with one hand, pushing it against my stomach, and sucking on my balls. Taking them in her mouth one at a time, sucking softly on them. She ran her tongue up my sac, up the underside of my shaft. Reaching the top, she licked her tongue in circles around the head of my cock. Teasing me, torturing me in sweet agony. Wrapping both hands around my shaft she began stroking me. Stroking upward while rotating her hands in opposite directions, while still licking the head. Surprising me, as she stroked upward all the way to the top, then immediately dropped her throat down around my shaft as deep as she could go. Holding the base of my cock steady, she sucked me, up and down. I looked down into her soft blue eyes, with her plump lips wrapped around my cock, as she drove me mad with hunger. As eager as she was, she had no intention of making me cum.

“Fuck…Amy, you’re driving me insane, suck gaziantep escort bayan numaraları just a little harder and I’ll explode in your mouth!” I said with eagerness.

She slid my cock slowly out of her mouth, licking the tip one last time. “Cum in my mouth? Why would I want that?” She giggled. “Oh no Joshua, I just wanted your dick throbbing hard. Now my pussy is going to swallow it whole.”

Still holding me in her hand, my throbbing cock twitched three times on it’s own. “And I think it’s just right for me now,” she said.

Amy turned around, her legs on either side of mine. Reaching under herself, she held my cock and guided me to her pussy lips. She smacked her pussy with my shaft, and teased herself, rubbing her lips with just the head of my cock. Then she held it to her slit, and sat down on it. Her sopping wet pussy slurping and squishing all of that sweet juice as she rode me. Grinding up and down, from the tip of my cock, slamming down to the base of my balls. Her beautiful ass bouncing up and down. I wrapped my hands around it, squeezing it tightly, and smacking it.

“Keep squeezing my ass baby, that feels soo good,” she said breathy.

I squeezed it nice and hard as she bounced herself up and down. Everything turning me on, from the feel of her ass, seeing her pussy lips straining to spread around my cock, and seeing how well she can gyrate her hips. My dick had a wet sheen on it. Her juices just flowing down my shaft as she bounced her ass up and down my cock. The harder I smacked her ass, the louder her moans became as she cried out in pleasure. Hearing the juices of her sopping wet mound as she slammed down harder and harder on me, turned me on even more. Even more juices flowed over my cock as she began cumming.

“Yesss baby, yesssss!!” she moaned out in pleasure.

Sweating and soaked, she just lay where she was. Her pussy was so sensitive after such a big orgasm. I didn’t have mercy on her this time. I lay her back on the bed, and slid my arms under her knees, pulling her close to me. Wasting no time, I guided myself into her, and began grinding my hips into her.

“Baby, fuck! aahhhhhh oohhhh yeaaaa!” she moaned out.

Even as I had just begun thrusting myself into her she came again, but I did not stop for her. Pumping myself all the way in her, and all the way out to the head of my cock, then slamming myself back into her. I slid my hands up her arms to her hands, intertwined our fingers and held them above her head. Holding her down, we squeezed our hands, feeling all the emotion each other was feeling. After a few minutes though her mind began to go primal. She was arching her back and moaning as my shaft filled her to the brim. Her lips stretching over my thickness, she felt so tight. I leaned down and kissed her, swallowing her moans down. As I felt the urge to cum, I just kept pumping harder and harder until I began spurting my hot seed deep inside her. Feeling this was driving her into another consecutive orgasm. She swirled her tongue wildly around mine, moaning, and gripping her legs tightly around my waist. I collapsed on top of her, both of us breathing so heavily.

“I love you Amy.”

“I love you too Joshua” I rolled over, pulling her with me so that I was on my back and she was curled under my arm. Snuggling each other, we fell asleep entwined in one another.

The next morning I woke up first. I strategically moved her arm and worked my way out of bed, trying not to wake her. But I did have other things planned. I worked my way to the lower half of her body, then moved onto the bed until my face was properly buried in her pussy. Sliding just my middle finger inside her as before, I found her g-spot, and just rubbed and grinded against it. This time though, as I did that, I was able to do more. I took her clit hood into my mouth and sucked on it. All of the stimulation woke her.

“Well good morning to you too babe,” she said cheerfully.

“I couldn’t help myself. I was hungry, and started breakfast without you. I hope you don’t mind?” I said with a smile.

“Did you hear me complaining? Go on, get back to your breakfast,” she said eagerly. She put her hand on the back of my head, pushing my face back into her pussy.

I slid my finger out, and replaced it with my tongue. Imagining her head was turned sideways, I pressed my lips to slit, slid my tongue in her pussy, and made out with her.

Kissing her lips deeply, as my tongue swirled wildly inside of her wetness, I swallowed all of her juices. She tasted so good, so sweetly. I pulled away from kissing her pussy, and slid two fingers in this time. Grinding her g-spot for a few seconds, rotating to pumping my fingers in and out of her as fast as I could for a few seconds. Grinding her clit, finger fucking her, grinding her clit and finger fucking her back and forth, while flicking my tongue as fast as I could on her clit.

“Mmmmmmmmmm baby!” she moaned.

She gaziantep escort numaraları began cumming, and all of her extra wetness just flowed from her pussy into my mouth. I drank her up, swallowing all of her juices. After a few moments, for her to catch her breath, she looked down at me like a well sated cat who drank its bowl of cream, and said, “I’m hungry, what’s for breakfast?”

I couldn’t help but laugh happily, that I had made her feel so completely relaxed and good. “Well, there is a fresh fruit platter here, or we can go to the cafe down the path.”

“Fruit” was all she could manage.

I smiled, and got up, walked over to the little kitchen area and made her a plate of strawberries, cantaloupe, and pineapple. She looked at me hungrily as I walked back to the bed still naked, and I said, “I can’t tell if that look is on one hand for me, or on the other for the fruit?”

Giggling, she said, “put your hands together!”

I laughed, genuinely just so happy right now. As I made my way to the bed, I lay down next to her. I picked up a strawberry and slowly fed it to her. Taking her smiling as enjoyment, I continued to do so for the rest of the plate. After she was finished, I wrapped my arms around her and we just lay there for a few hours, just holding one another, occasionally making out.

Later in the day we ended up going to a little local cafe for lunch. Afterward, we walked around, hand in hand, checking out some stores for souvenirs, and enjoying the sights. Before we knew it, it was dusk. We had worked our way further down the beach from the resort than any other guests had. Being on the south side of the island, we got to see both sun rise and sun set. She had pulled off her shirt and shorts, and stood before me in a very sexy string bikini. With her tanned body, her sleek sexy muscles, and her hair in braided pigtails, she looked better than a professional fitness model mixed with every man’s fantasy. I couldn’t seem to take my eyes off of her.

Taking notice, she said, “See something you like?” Then bit her lower lip, enticing me even more. But I was feeling very primitive, only wanting to just take her, so I did.

I pulled her hair, yanking her head back, and kissed her neck. Working my way up her neck to her ear, I traced her ear lobe with my tongue. Taking her lower lobe into my mouth I sucked on it as I pulled away, then tongued inside of her ear. Moaning her approval, I turned her around to face the sunset. Kissing more on her neck, then pulling her down to her knees by her hair. I pushed her forward just enough so that she went onto all 4’s. I slid my bathing suit down just enough, and pulled her bikini to the side, pushing my dick deep inside of her. This was no gentle, tender moment. It was purely animalistic, for both of us. I held her braided pigtails in my hands, pulling tightly as I rode her. Pumping and thrusting my cock into her, slamming so hard, my balls slap against her clit. Panting she began to mimic my motions and fell into rhythm with me. Pulling forward as I pulled out, and slamming her ass backward into me as I thrust forward, pushing me deeper inside of her.

Soo turned on by the situation, she yelled back at me, “That’s right. Fuck your dirty little cum slut on a public beach. Fuck her for all to see that she’s YOURS!!”

Turned on by her unexpected words, I pulled a little harder on her pigtails, and used all the strength in my hips to slam into her. Pumping in and out, until I started to feel my balls tighten, getting ready to explode. Spurting my hot seed deeper and deeper into her womb. Sitting on my knees, I pull her pigtails until she was upright with me, off all 4’s. I kissed her neck, and slid my hands around under her bikini top, caressing her perky tits, with my dick still buried inside of her. She slid her hand down and fingered her clit as fast as she could, while I pinched her hard sensitive nipples. Gyrating her hips on my cock as she worked her clit, she began to cum. Her body spasming, she fell forward, pulling my cock from her pussy with a wet pop. This caused more shocks throughout her body from the orgasm, and from her pussy lips being so swollen and sensitive. Just sitting there for a few moments, I pulled my shorts up, as she recovered. On her back, she reached up, and pulled me down to her. Kissing me deeply as the last glimmer of sunlight disappeared over the horizon, and the stars came out.

Making our way back to our bungalow, we collapsed in bed and went right to sleep. Laying there, entwined in each other, exhausted from our long, but fun day.

We woke up the next morning at the same time. Cuddling her so close to me, I didn’t want to ever let go.

“This was such a great idea Josh, I love that we can just walk around like a couple without worrying about anyone else knowing. Granted, if they looked close enough at our features they’d see similarities, but we don’t talk to anyone long enough for that. I don’t know how I’m going to do it when we go back home.”

“Do what?” I asked, as I ran my fingers through her hair.

“Go back to being brother and sister. Go back to just being the twins, other than when we’re at home alone. We are so connected, so apart of one another, more than anyone else can conceive. Closer than most couples ever get. Being twins, we have a bond that other people will never have nor understand.”

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Carolyn Smirnoff ate her bowl of cold tuna salad with rotini pasta while standing in her kitchen… naked and unashamed in front of her merged children. She knew what she was doing: taunting the Dyadomorph with her blatant sexuality. By the smile meeting her eyes, she thought she might be succeeding. Without any words, the two beings finished their respective snacks, rinsed their dishes, and placed them in the dishwasher.

When Carolyn bent down to place her fork in the utensil tray, she did so by bending at the hips with her legs slightly spread. The Dyadomorph was behind her, so she knew it was seeing her arousal in its full flower. What she didn’t anticipate was for her merged children to squat down behind her, grab those same curvaceous hips, and plant its mouth on her sex…

“Oh God, Rudy baby, that feels soooo good!” Carolyn moaned as she grabbed hold of the countertop above the dishwasher.

“How do you know it was Rudy who initiated this, Mom?”

“Renee… you wanted to suck on your mother’s pussy? Such a naughty girl I raised…”

“Just some…” said the Dyadomorph between licks and probes with its long tongue, “payback for what you did to our sister. Renee and Rudy just wanted to return the favor!”

“You saw all that?”

“Mmmm…”

“Oh, shit! That tongue of yours feels like a great, big cock! Just how far up into me are you planning to go with that thing?”

“Good guess, Mom,” replied the Dyadomorph after it extracted itself, “I’ve morphed my tongue into the shape and size of that big, black dildo you have hidden in your panty drawer.”

“Oh, God! You know about that, too?”

“Yes! Now, lean forward and get ready for some foreplay.”

“If this is your idea of foreplay,” Carolyn said between grunts and swoons, “then I don’t know if I can survive the rest.”

No more words came from the Dyadomorph as its cock-shaped tongue plunged back and forth through Carolyn’s molten folds. The Dyadomorph varied its thrusts; sometimes presenting it to Carolyn like she was being hammered by a soft, firm piston. This technique was interspersed by long moments of slow, perfect pleasure filling every corner of her femininity.

Five, and then ten minutes of ecstasy passed. Carolyn felt her quivering legs supported when it seemed like she was about to collapse from all the sensations bombarding her brain. Then — just as she began to experience her biggest climax yet — Carolyn felt the Dyadomorph cum… a lot! It wasn’t merely the wonderful feeling of a woman accepting her lover’s release, but more like that of a stud’s load being obscenely pumped into a slut hooked on massive creampies. The added pressure increased Carolyn’s orgasm to the point of totally consuming her until she quite literally passed out. When she woke up, Carolyn realized she was back in her own bedroom…

“How did I get…”

“Back on your own bed, Mom?” The Dyadomorph finished for her. “I carried you here and held onto you while Tanya was kind enough to change your bedsheets.”

“My children are so good to me… Thank you…”

“You are most welcome, Mother. Did you like our foreplay?”

Carolyn Smirnoff cracked open her eyelids a bit more and sent a wry smile in the direction of the Dyadomorph…

“Touché! Okay, what’s next? Are we going to do this medical procedure or not?”

“Oh, yes, we most certainly are… if that is your pleasure.”

“What do you want me to do?”

“Nothing more than to trust me with your life… Can you do that, Mom?”

Carolyn rose up on her elbows and looked intently at her merged children. Her eyebrows crinkled together and she almost began to cry…

“Did you really have to ask me that, Rudy? And don’t bother trying to deny it, because I know that question came from that part of you!”

The Dyadomorph removed the large towel from around its pregnant waist and draped it over a nearby chair…

“You’re right, Mom, about which of us needed to ask you that question. But, it’s a question every Dyadomorph must ask because every potential Queen Mother of the Nest must voluntarily go through with the procedure. Otherwise, her emotional reluctance would chemically alter her human physiology thus making all future gestations impossible.”

“You mean I am to have more children?”

“More Dyadomorphs like me, except these will not be able to breed.”

“How many more?”

“This would be so much easier if you would just agree to join with me. Then, you would know everything.”

“I don’t need to know everything, darling,” Carolyn said, now fully present in the conversation. “I just need to know the broad outline of what’s about to happen.”

“Fair enough,” replied the Dyadomorph as it sat down on the bed next to its naked mother and took a deep breath. “Tanya already revealed that this is a procedure which makes you immortal. That immortality is to serve the purpose of first assisting the twelve breeding pairs of Dyadomorphs escort forumları in producing offspring. Secondly, once the Dyadomorphs have displaced the human population, the Queen Mothers are there to replace any Dyadomorph who unexpectedly dies from accident or injury.”

“What is your target population?”

“It will take many thousands of years, but eventually there will be approximately one hundred and forty-four million Dyadomorphs managing this fertile planet. Myself, you, and Tanya will be responsible for about twelve million of those births. They will all come from what we call the Nest. This Nest is essentially a center of Dyadomorph creation within a given region of the world.”

Carolyn sat there completely stunned; so much so that she began to laugh. Then she abruptly stopped…

“Are you serious? Twelve million?”

The Dyadomorph nodded its head in confirmation.

“Remind me… just how long is my immortal life going to last?”

“While all human cultural data and the genetic information on every form of life on this world shall be carefully preserved off-planet, you, me, Tanya, and the rest of the Dyadomorphs and their respective Queen Mothers will remain here until the earth is swallowed up by the dying Sun… perhaps as long as ten billion years from now.”

“We never leave?”

“No, we stay behind to do our job until there is no more job to do. This is the way it has always been done. When you go through your transformation into a Queen Mother, you will understand all things.”

Carolyn nodded her head in the most subtle of motions, pursed her lips, and then reached out her right hand to take up the Dyadomorph’s left one…

“Thank you, my children, for telling me the truth before the fact. I am willing to do this thing. It seems that as I gave birth to you, you will now give a rebirth to me! I’m ready…”

“Are you sure, Mom? You’re only immortal for ten billion years, you know… It may not be worth it…”

“Oh, stop it, you two!” Carolyn said slapping the Dyadomorph’s arm. “Or was that just Rudy?”

“It was all Rudy,” replied the Dyadomorph in the clearest approximation of Renee’s voice Carolyn had yet heard coming out of this joined creature.

“This is so damn confusing, kids. Can we just get it done already?”

“Don’t be so impatient, Mom. This quite literally will take all night to complete.”

“Why all night?”

“Because your human genome has lots of errors which need to be permanently corrected or purged. Now, please move over and let me take up position on the center of the bed.”

Carolyn did so, but as she did, an important consideration came into her mind…

“What about the child you are carrying? How will this get done when you’re pregnant?”

“No worries, Mom… This kind of thing happens all the time between Dyadomorphs and their Queen Mothers. The fetus knows how to move out of the way all on its own…”

“Well, okay then. Oh… And before we do this, I’ve been meaning to ask you something else… What did you mean when you said, ‘Well, that explains Tanya?'”

“Throughout all our previous iterations, we never before had a sibling… until Tanya. When Dad got you pregnant for a third time, we were shocked because that wasn’t supposed to be able to happen for you guys. Then when you told us about having your first sexual experiences with Gramps and Uncle Ralph, that solved the mystery for us.”

“How so?”

“Well, not to put too fine a point on it, Mom, but they both came inside you, right?”

“Not my father… he always wore a condom at my mom’s insistence. And, at first, so did Ralph. Then one day — right at my most fertile time of the month — he forgot to put one on and I still didn’t get pregnant. After that, we never again used condoms.”

“You didn’t get pregnant because your genetics were set up so only Dad’s sperm could accomplish conception. Even so, Mom, all those millions of swimmers from your brother slightly altered your physiology making Tanya’s birth possible.”

“Are you saying your sister is the product of my affair with my own brother?”

“Not exactly… but the leftover vestiges of your brother’s seed helped Dad’s sperm get the job done one last time. When we merged with Tanya, we could tell she was the product of you and Dad, but there was additional genetic material there we couldn’t account for. When she went through the transformation, that material was purged along with all her other imperfections.”

“Will that be true for me as well?”

“Yes, it will be. Does that answer all your questions?”

Carolyn nodded coyly, and watched as the Dyadomorph lay back on the bedsheets. In so doing, she also noticed (to her dismay) that Tanya had found and put on the bed its best set of linens. When her merged children finally relaxed into place, Carolyn was astonished to see the pregnant bulge migrate up the gaziantep escort forum Dyadomorph’s torso and down its right arm all the way to the hand which promptly disappeared into the bulge. What remained was an androgynous shape upon which Carolyn felt an irresistible urge to mount. This she did without a single word.

Carolyn Smirnoff sat astride the Dyadomorph’s groin and began to grind her pussy like she remembered Melanie Petersen doing to her brother. She also began to caress her modest breasts and to moisten her lips with her tongue. When the Dyadomorph reached out for her with its left arm, Carolyn instinctively knew to ease her body down upon this humanoid cushion.

“You are very relaxed, Mom. That’s good… Now close your eyes and breath normally. What’s going to happen over the next few minutes is that I am going to fill every opening in your body with myself.”

“Every opening?”

“Yes, every opening… even down to the pores in your skin. But, don’t worry, I will see to it that you get plenty of air.”

“Okay…”

That was the last word Dr. Carolyn Smirnoff spoke as a human being.

The first thing Carolyn felt probing into her was what she expected: a large, erect penis making its slinky way into her quivering cunt. But, instead of stopping its penetration at the gate to her womb, she could feel this one squirm and worm its way through her cervix and into her core. From there, it seemed to fill up every nook and cranny to the point where Carolyn imagined it was traveling up and into her fallopian tubes.

The next sensation was more surprising for Carolyn: she detected what felt like a second large cock poking her in her butt. This one, too, slowly worked its way into her bowels; again, seeming not to stop but rather penetrating throughout her entire guts. These twin sensations began to trigger wave upon wave of orgasms in her body and brain — so much so that a warm euphoria enveloped her.

But this envelopment was not merely internal, for Carolyn could feel her whole body being sucked into the Dyadomorph in one, long, slow melt of raw pleasure. Her ears, then her nostrils, and finally her mouth were all eventually penetrated. To Carolyn, it was as if she were being gang-banged by five or six gentle lovers. In reality, she knew it was only her son and daughter curing her from any and every ailment, and purging all defects within her genetic code.

“I now understand what it is to be a fetus growing in her mother’s womb!” Carolyn thought.

Indeed, no closer analogy existed to the process which was happening to her. Carolyn then began to experience a kind of penetration which promised to top every other one she had felt up to that point: the Dyadomorph had crossed the blood/brain barrier in her head and was filling her with… memory!

At times, the recollections came fast and furious while at other moments the images and sounds passed her by like a cool summer evening seated next to a fire pit. More bewildering yet was that these were not all her memories, though things appeared in her mind which she had thought long forgotten. In actuality, the Dyadomorph was restoring all of Carolyn’s remembered lives to her. Concurrently, it was imparting to her Rudy’s and Renee’s memories going all the way back to their creation over twenty millennia hence.

Carolyn saw herself as the mother to the Dyadomorph in every iteration from the first to the last time before the current one. As she witnessed this replay of her many lives, every memory both good and tragic was restored to her. She took it all in with a dispassionate affect which surprised her: like she was a spectator of someone else’s story. When Carolyn thought herself unable to take-in one more morsel of data, another wave of memory swept through her. Then another thought struck her…

“This must explain why human beings have so much unused brain capacity!”

This onslaught of genetic and physical repair coupled with the infusion of billions of years of Dyadomorphic history seemed to Carolyn to go on forever. And all the while, she continued to be immersed in bliss. She both wanted it to end and craved that it would never stop. After many long, laborious (but also luxurious) hours, this process her children had deemed a medical procedure finally reached its conclusion.

***** ***** ***** ***** *****

As sunlight began to creep past the window curtains, Carolyn opened her eyes to the fact she was now alone in her California King bed; under the covers — which had not been ruined as she had feared — and back in her nightgown. She was about to throw back the sheets, but was prevented from doing this by the realization that — just as the Dyadomorph had promised — she now possessed complete knowledge of everything.

As she lay there, Carolyn replayed in her mind the long history of the Dyadomorphs and their vast empire of life and bio-diversity management. Carolyn accepted gaziantep escort forumları the logic of it. More than this, even, she saw the beauty of it: more than fourteen trillion planets managed by Dyadomorphs over the long life of the universe.

As Carolyn recalled the name and location of each and every planet, she also ticked off the names of every form of life that planet birthed and nurtured. She glanced over at her bedside clock. Carolyn was astounded to note that not more than ten minutes had passed from the beginning to the end of this mental slideshow. Process completed, this time the sheets flew back and the reborn obstetrician practically leaped from her bed.

Carolyn strode through her open bedroom door and out to the kitchen. Upon reaching it, she was not at all surprised to find her three children naked and eating bowls of oatmeal. As inviting as that image was to her, there was only one thing the good doctor wished to know at that moment…

“How’s the baby doing, Renee? Came through everything all right, I’m guessing?”

“Look for yourself, Mom,” Renee said after swallowing her spoonful of porridge. “See how much it has grown just in the last day?”

“I do see, sweetheart! How much longer until the child emerges?”

“I’m going to estimate two more days… three at the most. What we all went through last night kind of helped to spur things along.”

“How are you feeling, Mom?” Tanya asked.

“Never better, my brave darling! That was some kind of experience, huh?”

“Yeah… So,” the eighteen-year-old continued, “what do you know now that you didn’t know before?”

“Everything; including the plans we have for this little one who will soon be joining our Nest,” Tanya’s mother said as she patted Renee’s bulging belly. “Have you picked out a recipient yet, Rudy?”

“We have, Mom. This one will be for Brad Petersen.”

“Good choice… nice and close to home. What about his sister?”

“Well, Mom,” Renee replied, “Tanya could produce the next Dyadomorph. As you know, that will take about two weeks. So, by the time it arrives and you two get back from your vacation, Melanie will have given birth to her baby. We would have Melanie merge with Tanya’s child sometime after that.”

“And she’ll still be able to nurse…” added Carolyn in a momentary display of her former life. “Good… Well, I guess there will be no more incestuous children for them!”

“Nope!” Rudy, Renee, and Tanya all agreed in unison.

“When do you think I’ll be ready to conceive my next Dyadomorph child?” Carolyn asked with a glint in her eye.

“Since you and Tanya are going up to Canada beginning tomorrow, why don’t we just impregnate both of you today?” Renee suggested.

“Excellent!” Tanya said. “I can’t wait to be implanted with millions of Dyadomorph babies each waiting on its own time to emerge.”

“About that, you two…” Rudy interjected. “Renee and I have an unusual idea we’d like to suggest to you: how would you like it if — instead of a one-time impregnation — we give the Dyadomorphs to you the old-fashioned way — say, just a few at a time?”

Carolyn accessed her vast storehouse of memory and could not located any image or datapoint of a breeding pair of Dyadomorphs rendering pregnancy in this manner. For untold millions of years, Dyadomorphs simply flooded their respective Queen Mothers with the requisite number of babies. It happened only once and the two never mated afterward. What Rudy and Renee were proposing was nothing less than a radical alteration of this time-tested plan.

“Shall I guess why you are proposing this,” Carolyn said, “or do you want to just tell us?”

Rudy and Renee looked at each other and smiled. Rudy nodded his head and Renee spoke…

“You got it, Mom… It’s about the sex… Rudy and I don’t want to stop fucking the both of you. We want to keep making love to our two beautiful Queens for, well… for all of eternity, frankly!”

“See!” Carolyn said with glee as she slapped the top of the kitchen island. “I told you that you’d like sex the way humans do it! Now you guys are hooked, and I am going to enjoy being incestuous again!”

“For millions of years, Mom,” Tanya said. “Don’t forget… you and I are immortal.”

“How could I forget? After last night, I have perfect memory. Thanks, kids.”

“And you are fine about what’s going to happen to the Petersens and the rest of our neighbors?”

“Well, if memory serves, that’s the way it has always been done: we first inherit those humans closest to the Nest geographically, and then slowly expand to an ever-increasing circle of protection. We ignore the very old, the very young, those who are already infertile, and those who are terminally ill. Everyone else is fair game… especially healthy humans of breeding age like Brad and Melanie Petersen. The three of us give birth to Dyadomorphs who subsequently cannot breed. Upon maturity — that is, after a week outside the womb — they become ready to physically merge with a human being whose personality and memories are retained, but nothing more. They are human in appearance only, but fully Dyadomorphs who can alter that appearance when required. Those Dyadomorphs with human children — like the Petersens — will raise them until those kids have gone through puberty…”

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It was a clear cold night, with snow on the ground and -6 degrees.  This part of Sweden gets cold and dark in winter and presents the perfect opportunity for those who like to break into houses and apartments to steal and intimidate.In her apartment Anja was preparing for bed, she had watched some Netflix and was ready to get her head down.  It was late but she was like that, sometimes entertaining herself or watching some porn, she was submissive and enjoyed watching that kind of porn, men taking control turned her on immensely. It was ‘her thing’.As Anja brushed her teeth and washed her face in readiness for bed, little did she know that not far from her apartment, a man was scouting the area for an opportunity, any kind of opportunity, to enter, steal, and leave.  He was dressed in black, strong, muscular, and athletic, balaclava and hat, a typical look for a stealthy wrongdoer.Anja slept naked mostly, but tonight there was a chill in the air so she put on her favourite T-shirt to sleep in.  She had been watching some porn before bed so she was still a little aroused when she slid under her duvet, her mind on the strong dominant men she had been admiring so much. Her pussy tingled and she gently massaged cinsel bilgiler her labia to cool herself. One of Anja’s fantasies was to be taken on her bed by a stranger that had broken into her apartment. This fantasy gave her strong orgasms, but tonight, she was tired and sleep was the desired option despite her arousal from the porn she had watched. What she didn’t realise was that her favourite fantasy was about to engulf her.Outside, Luke was darting around checking windows and doors as he went, just looking for that opportunity. He had been out the night before but without any luck, so he was becoming frustrated at his lack of success.  As he approached the apartment block where Anja lived, he noticed a light on the first floor of the block. This drew his attention.  In order to get to the room where the light was glowing he would have to clamber up the drainpipe and hop over onto the balcony where the light was coming from.Luke was very adept and scaled the pipe easily and found himself on a balcony outside two apartments on the first floor.  He took his time and moved to the window where the light was coming from, silent in his movement, an expert cinsellik bilgileri at his craft. He looked in the window carefully where the light was coming from and he could see a man sat in his chair watching TV with a book close by.  This was not his opportunity.Anja meanwhile was settling in bed to sleep, her mind still on the porn she had watched, but resisting the urge to touch herself, she had to be up early, she worked as an operating room nurse and had to be in by 7 am.  It was gone midnight and it was time for her to sleep.  Slowly but surely she drifted to sleep with her fantasy in her mind. Anja was single, a beautiful red-headed woman of approximately fifty years, with no current boyfriend but highly sexed and enjoyed her pleasure.  She was under her duvet, lights off but just a cool breeze coming from a slightly open window in her lounge.Luke moved along the balcony to the second apartment, silently so as not to disturb the man watching his TV.  As he moved along the balcony he stopped to look at the view, it was dark but the bright lights of the city were visible in the distance, he stood and looked for a few minutes. Luke put on his leather cinsellik hakkında bilgiler black gloves, tight-fitting latex style, they left no residue on surfaces, and made his way to the partially open window he had spotted, his opportunity had come.Anja was drifting in and out of sleep, her dreams of those dominant men still causing her pussy to twitch in raw appreciation of their manliness.  The occasional rub of her pussy just to keep herself satisfied, not really playing, just in keeping with her dreaming. She just loved to think of men instructing and controlling her; she craved that, not weak ineffectual vanilla partners that could not possibly satisfy her needs.‘CLICK’ Luke carefully opened the open window but in doing so the latch clicked loudly. He was annoyed at making such a basic error and waited to see if it had awoken anyone. Anja heard the noise, but thought nothing of it, she was in a relaxed state and it caused her no anxiety.  Luke eased the window open and quickly but quietly hopped up and inside the dark room, closing the window behind him, leaving it as he found it.He found himself in the lounge of the apartment, all the usual things were there, and he had a small torch that he used to manoeuvre his way around the room.  He looked around quickly but silently looking for anything of value, but it seemed there was really nothing that was worth him taking.  He looked in the kitchen in case there was anything left out, car keys, money but nothing.  He needed to look elsewhere, right then he did not know if anyone was home or not.

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CHAPTER 2

It has been a few weeks since Brandon and Kristen discovered that they had a mutual interest in finding a female partner to play with. They had joked and kidded each other about it ever since, but neither had brought the subject up in a serious conversation again until now…

While they were getting ready for their Saturday night dinner date, Brandon watched Kristen as she reached around behind her back and secured the eye hooks of her black lace bra.

“Damn, she has the greatest figure,” he thought. “Those tits and that ass of hers still get me hard as a rock every time I see her.” The proof was steadily rising in the crotch of his Docker’s.

Just then Kristen turned towards him and smiled as she spied the bulge in his pants. Standing there with nothing on but a lacy bra and black lace thong panties she was a sight to behold. Her shoulder length auburn hair was streaked with copper, and her piercing ocean blue eyes sparkled in the softness of the bedroom lighting. The hint of a healthy tan still apparent on her silky smooth skin although it was well into the fall.

“What?” Kristen said, laughing. She knew what he was thinking, that was why she was getting dressed so slowly. “Is that a flashlight in your pocket, or are you just happy to see me?”

Giggling, she placed her hands on her hips and stuck her chest out a little. A slight bow of her head while looking up at him with a pout on her lips and a seductive glint in her eyes was all the effect she needed.

Brandon grabbed her by the waist and pulled her to him, crushing her almost naked body against his raging hard on. He bent his head and kissed her upturned mouth passionately. Reaching up, he grabbed a handful of her hair playfully, loving the feel of those soft copper strands running through his fingers. Tugging gently he broke their kiss and she looked up at him with an innocent/naughty smile.

“Did I do that?” Kristen smirked, no longer able to keep that expression of little girl innocence on her face as she rubbed her hand along the crotch of his pants.

“You know you did. You always do that to me. Ever since I met you in college you’ve done that to me. I take one look at you and my dick has a mind of its own.” Brandon laughed. “It just took you a few years to figure that out and let me get into your panties.”

“Oh, I knew it, I just thought I’d make you sweat a little first.” Kristen sighed, pouting that mischievous look again. “You had to earn it, big boy.”

“I’ve earned it by now, haven’t I?”

“Several times over, as a matter of fact. Now come here, earn it again.” Kristen reached out and grabbed him by the waistband of his Docker’s, pulling him into her.

Brandon obliged willingly. As she unbuttoned his pants, he reached between her legs and ran his fingers up and down the length of her soaking wet panties. He could feel her hot juices running down her thighs. He pushed aside the fabric and glided two fingers into her wet slit, his thumb finding her hard little nub and massaging it lovingly.

Kristen, having undone Brandon’s pants, snaked her hand inside his jockeys and grabbed a hold of his huge erection, stroking it and rubbing her thumb in circles around its throbbing head, the drops of pre-cum lubricating as she continued.

“You really need to fuck me now, Brandon.” Kristen panted, her breath hot and steamy on his neck.

“Your wish is my command.” Brandon replied as he lifted her slightly and lowered her on to the bed. Her feet were still on the floor, but she was on her back bent over the bed, fully exposed to him.

Not bothering to remove her thong panties, he just pushed them further aside with his thumb and guided his cock into her hot, wet, waiting cunt with his cinsel bilgiler other hand. Sliding into her juicy wet slit, he buried all eight inches into her, his balls slapping on her ass. Pumping slowly, teasing her, loving the look of want in her eyes.

He reached up and grabbed hold of her lace covered, perfectly round breasts as she braced her knees on his chest, allowing him even deeper access to her. Brandon found her hard erect nipples through the lace and rolled then between thumbs and fingers.

The rough feeling of the lace against her hard sensitive nipples was excruciatingly wonderful. Kristen had a thing for pain/ pleasure – especially when it came to her nipples. She loved it when he was rough with them, pinching and pulling at them without mercy. She moaned loudly in response.

It didn’t take long for either one of them to reach a climax at the heightened state they were already in. Brandon quickened his pace, thrusting into Kristen’s pussy harder and faster. She responded by lifting her hips and matching him thrust for thrust. Her breath catching in her throat, her fingernails digging into the soft down comforter searching for a grip.

“Harder!” Kristen screamed as the pressure deep in the core of her body built itself up, rising, aching to be released. “Oh… My…. God!” she panted, “I’m cumming….”, as her body shook in ecstasy, trembling and shivering as the orgasm flowed through her. Her sweet, hot juices flowing over Brandon’s cock and gushing out around it.

The feeling of her muscles contracting around his cock as he pumped into her was the end for Brandon. He growled low in his throat and with one huge drive of his hips he jammed his throbbing, engorged muscle deep inside her and exploded. His cock shot stream after stream of hot semen deep into her. Kristen could feel the pulsing and the jets of cum spraying into her womb, causing a series of aftershock spasms in her belly and vagina. She wrapped her legs around his hips, holding him inside her, relishing the feeling of being so completely taken.

When the tidal waves of passion had subsided, Brandon collapsed on top of Kristen, letting out a satisfied sigh. “Damn, you really know how to get the best out of me, don’t you.”

“Yes, I do. And what an outstanding performance it was.” she smiled at him, placing a gentle kiss on his lips.

CHAPTER 3

After they revived a little, they jumped into the shower together, lovingly lathering each other up, and rinsing off together.

They were both ravenous by now, having replaced dinner with a roll in the hay, so they dressed quickly and headed out to dinner. Driving down the highway, they held hands like teenagers, their fingers entwined.

Since they had missed their reservations at their favorite restaurant by about two hours, they thought it probably wasn’t a good idea to just drop in now. Instead they headed for the Pinetree, a little bar and grill that had great cheeseburgers and cold beer.

After they had sat down at one of the high boy tables surrounding the U-shaped bar, a tall,thin beautiful brunette waitress came over to take their order. Kristen had a moment to glance down at the girl’s spectacular chest while she was telling them the specials of the evening.

As satisfied as she was from the earlier tryst with Brandon, or maybe because of it, she found herself getting hot again at the sight of this waitresses nipples protruding through the thin cloth of her white button down shirt. She reached across the underside of the table with her leg and ran her foot seductively up Brandon’s thigh, stopping in the center.

Brandon jumped slightly, but didn’t miss a beat as he gave the girl their order. cinsellik bilgileri When she left to deliver the order of burgers and fries to the kitchen and grab the Killian’s drafts they had ordered, he smiled wickedly at Kristen. “What was that for, as if I didn’t know. She was cute, wasn’t she? Nice tits.”

Just then the waitress returned with their beers. “Here you are, two Killian’s. You’re burgers will be out in just a little while. My name is Sami, if you need anything else, just let me know.” As Sami finished her sentence she turned to Kristen and smiled. “Just let me know,” she repeated, looking right into Kristen’s eyes and winking. Then, she turned and walked toward the kitchen, swaying her hips provocatively as she walked away.

Kristen giggled, “I think she was hitting on me. Did you see her wink at me?”

“Yes, I saw it. I think you may be right. I think she’s into you, but what about me?” Brandon affected a hurt look. “Usually the girls are hitting on me, I feel left out.” A playful pout came across his face.

“Well, I guess it’s my turn.” Kristen laughed, enjoying the attention, and the hot, wet feeling in her panties. She squirmed a little on the stool, rubbing her thighs together and wriggling the seam of her jeans into her swollen clit. “My turn.”

A different waitress brought their burgers to the table, explaining that Sami was busy with another table and didn’t want them to have to wait. Brandon and Kristen thanked her and started to dine on the delicious burgers and hot crispy french fries.

After they had finished eating, Kristen excused herself and went around the side of the bar and down the hallway to the ladies room. As she pushed open the door, she saw a familiar white shirt and cute tight ass bending over the sink looking into the mirror applying lipstick. Not turning her head but looking through the mirror instead, Sami smiled invitingly at Kristen.

“How was the meal? I’m sorry I couldn’t get back to check on you. I got swamped with a table of 10 so I had Jenny bring you your food.”

“It was great, as usual. I hope you made out okay with that big table, they can be a hassle.” Kristen returned, knowing from her college days what a pain a large group can be to wait on.

“Oh, they were fine, that group is here about twice a month, so they know us girls pretty well. They tip really well, too.” Sami replied as she turned toward Kristen. “I just wish they would have sat in Jenny’s section tonight so I could have given you my full attention.” Sami flashed a seductive smile at Kristen and took a step towards her. “I’m sorry if I’m about to offend you but I can’t help it. You are the most attractive woman I think I have ever met.”

Kristen, a little surprised by her boldness but completely turned on at the same time, could only stammer back, “I’m not offended at all, flattered actually.” She could feel the heat rising in her cheeks, turning them a shade of crimson. There was another source of heat brewing in her loins, making her already moist panties much wetter.

Sami reached her hand out and gently placed it on Kristen’s arm, caressing it slowly. “Would you mind then if I kissed you? I’ve been thinking that I would like to ever since I saw you a few months ago when I started working here. I just never had the chance or the nerve.”

“I…I don’t think I would mind. I’ve never done this before, but it’s crossed my mind in my daydreams.”

Before either of them could change their minds, Sami leaned in and gently placed her soft, full lips over Kristen’s. Kristen pressed back, slowly opening her mouth as Sami did the same, their tongues finding each other and dancing lazily, exploring uncharted cinsel bilgi territory.

The soft gentle kiss turned more urgent, their lips pressing harder into each other, their tongues wrestling. Sami gripped Kristen’s arm tighter and Kristen placed her hands on the soft skin of Sami’s cheeks, feeling the burning heat of her flesh.

Sami’s free hand tentatively hovered above Kristen’s breast. She slowly lowered it so that it was barely touching the firm globe and hardened nipple poking through its lacy confines. Just this soft whisper of a touch sent visible shivers through Kristen’s body.

“Shower fantasies are good, but God, I’m going to cum in my pants and we haven’t even ventured down there yet”, Kristen thought, her mind and senses reeling.

Kristen slowly ran her hands down the contours of Sami’s exquisitely soft neck and over her shoulders. She paused a moment, a little unsure of herself. Then her desire took over and she lowered the palms of her hands to encase the huge, firm orbs that had gotten her so hot to begin with. She massaged Sami’s tits through the thin fabric of her shirt and bra circling her protruding nipples with her thumbs, evoking a low moan of pleasure from Sami.

As they continued to kiss and fondle each other, both of them had lost track of time. Suddenly there was a knock on the door and it opened a crack. Both women jumped back, surprised. “Sami, are you in there? You’re table of ten is looking for you.” It was Jenny. She was trying to open the door further, but Sami’s foot had quickly moved back to block it.

Trying to compose themselves quickly, the women looked into the mirror to inspect for evidence of their encounter as Sami answered Jenny. “I’ll be right there, thanks Jenn. Out in a second.” Jenny mumbled a quiet okay, and let the door close.

Kristen and Sami looked at each other and began to giggle like school girls. “I have to work until eleven, do you think we could get together after that?” Sami asked through her giggle fit.

“We can, if you don’t mind my boyfriend being there. He would enjoy this tremendously.” Kristen tried to stop laughing and fix her disheveled appearance in the mirror.

“No, I don’t mind. I was hoping that he could join us, actually.” With that Sami leaned over and kissed Kristen’s cheek, leaving a fresh lipstick stain for her to wipe off. “How do we work this out?”

“Why don’t Brandon and I pick you up at the end of your shift. We live about 20 miles from here, so we could go back to our place.” Kristen was eager to return to Brandon and explain all of this to him.

“That would be perfect. I will see you at eleven then.” Another peck on the cheek and Sami was out the door, rushing to save her big tip.

Kristen took a couple of extra minutes to compose herself and figure out the right way to tell Brandon and then she herself returned to the bar.

As he watched Kristen walked over to their table, Brandon thought he could see a flush in her cheeks that hadn’t been there when she left. There was also the fact that it had just taken her 25 minutes to go to the bathroom. He knew women were slow in there, but that was a little long, even for her. As Kristen got closer, Brandon could see a mischievous smile come across her lips.

“What took you so long? I was about to send some one in to check on you.” Brandon acted concerned, but he knew she was okay by the smirk on her face.

“There was already some one in there. Our waitress, Sami.” Kristen replied, and then, figuring what the hell, added, “We’re picking her up here at eleven and taking her back to our place tonight.”

Brandon, who had just taken a large swallow of his beer, almost choked. “We’re what? What the hell happened in that bathroom, anyway?”

“Let’s just say that you are going to get your wish, and my shower fantasy is going to become a real life fantasy.” Kristen smiled as she leaned in to kiss him.

Brandon could smell the distinct scent of a musky perfume that definitely was not Kristen’s…

(to be continued… soon)

Copyright 2003 Harley Girl

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Hi my name is Bob. Up until last week I thought I was a real man. I’m Your average tough guy. I Stand 6’3 and weigh about 230. I Bench press 300pds. And have a weight lifters body. I was visiting my sister in San Fran last week and she had to work the night shift so i decided to take in the night life. I found a club on a back street and stepped in for a few beers. After my 4th beer something happened that changed my life forever.

This kinda thing happens often because i’m a pretty good looking guy with a good body. So when these 3 fine ass honeys walked up to me it didn’t really suprise me. These ladies we’re hot! A very tall blonde and 2 very tall brunettes. The blonde was probably 5’10 and the brunettes both stood about 5’9. They sat down and made small talk and before you know it the subject turned to sex. The blonde asked if i’d ever had 3 women before? Of course I said yes. A lie. The brunette with the heavy make-up and the cat like eyes quickly asked if I thought I could handle them. I replied hell yea and that I’d leave em all sore. The blonde said don’t be so cocky we’re not like other women.

Well we jumped into a cab and headed to the blondes apartment. I couldn’t believe my luck. I was about to get laid with 3 very sexy women. We arrived at the apartment and i quickly paid the fair. We all but ran up the steps to her apartment,we we’re all so horny! Inside the apartment we all took off our jackets and got comfortable on cimcif gaziantep escort the sofa. The blonde jumped on my lap and kissed me hard. Her toungue was in my mouth warmly massageing my toungue. I felt another set of warm lips on the side of my neck. My cock was rock hard! All 6 inches was straining to be released. The blonde unbuttoned my shirt as the 2 brunettes took of my shoes and socks. The Blonde slid down between my legs and was knealing on the floor with a brunette on either side of my legs. Blondie licked her lips and said let us see that hard cock.

She unvipped my jeans and slid them over my hips along with my boxers. There I was sitting completely nude in front of 3 beautiful women with my cock sticking straight up at my belly button. They took turns sucking my cock, while the others would suck on my balls and lick my nipples.The blonde stood up and started to undress as the 2 brunettes continued to suck my cock. I closed my eyes and enjoyed their expert oral attention. I felt the blonde climb on the couch and stand with her legs spread in my face. In my mind i knew i’d see a beautiful soft wet pussy when i opened my eyes but what i actually saw shocked and horrorfied me!

There not 6 inchs from my face was a thick hard cock. It wasnt’s just thick but it was long! Much longer than mine. I went to push the blonde off of me when she grabbed me by my hair and cimcif gaziantep escort bayan ruffly twisted it around her fist. I told you we weren’t like other women she said. The 2 brunettes had grabbed my wrists and were holding me down. they were very strong and as hard as i fought i couldn’t escape their grip. The blonde said make it easy baby and just enjoy it. She pushed her cock against my lips but i rufused to open my mouth. Just then i felt a searing pain on the side of my face. the blonde had just smacked the shit out of me. She hit me so hard i felt dizzy.

when she pushed her cock against my lips this time i didn’t resist. She held my hair and fucked my mouth. 4 inches of her cock would slid into my mouth with every stroke and it was so thick that it gagged me several times. After a few minutes of this she let go of my hair and just held her cock in front of me. I couldn’t resist and sucked the big blondes cock. I would lick her hanging balls and toungue her asshole!

The 2 brunettes let go of my wrists and stripped as I sucked blondie’s cock. They climbed up on the sofa and now there was 3 hard cocks in my face. The brunettes cocks we’re just as long and as thick as mine and i would suck 1 while i’d stroke the other 2 cocks. Blondie said she wanted to cum and told me to roll over on my belly. I asked why and she said do make me slap you again bitch.

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Blondie grabbed my hips hard and jammed her cock all the way into Me and i felt her throb as she shot her load deep in my ass. It felt good to feel that cock throb inside me. As blondie pulled out the third brunette got on her hands and knees in front of me. I licked her asshole for all i was worth and then burried my toungue all the way in that ass. She squealed fuck me baby and i stood up behind her and gently slid my cock in her ass. It took my about half a minute to bust a nut in her I was so turned on by this new experience. Me and the ladies fucked the entire night away and now i’m thinking about staying with my sister just a little longer. wink!

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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