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

Chapter 52

An Offer Made and A Day at Emily’s

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

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

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

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

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

“Hardly?” Chrissie retorted.

“Well…” her face turning redder.

“Sorry,” Chrissie sheepishly said.

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

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

“I’d blame Chrissie,” I chuckled.

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

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

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

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

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

“Fuck, Chrissie,” I groaned.

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

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

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

Chrissie was looking at Janet quizzically.

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

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

Well, that was unexpected!

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

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

Her eyes were startled as if she was in trouble.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“All these changes, Tom,” she sighed.

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

“Don’t be too long,” she coyly said.

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

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

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

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

I blushed.

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

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

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

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

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

“Show me around,” I asked.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“This…is yours?” I asked.

“Yes,” she sheepishly said.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

and white balance and waited for her critique.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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Robin’s Journey – The Conclusion

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Mmhmm” was Robin’s response.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Act 1 — post coitus

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“YOUR WHAT?”

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

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

“What do you mean drain them, Ash?”

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

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

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

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

“I know! I need to be milked, Mike.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Ash!”

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

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

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

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


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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“How are you going to do that?”

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

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

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

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

“ASH! That is definitely going too far.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“OOOOOHHHHHHH FFFFFFFUUUUUCCCCCCKKKKKK, AAAAAAASSSSSSSHHHHHH!”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Just briefly.”

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

“Are they ok with that?”

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

“Smart ass! You know what I meant.”

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

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

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

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

“Sounds amazing! Let’s go!”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“What’s up Mum?”

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

“What’s it all about Mum?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“GET BACK HERE RIGHT NOW JASON!”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I nodded and told Mum it was between us two.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I blushed and started to unpack my bags.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Come and fuck me Colin!” she gasped.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“You need to shut this down, Valerie.”

“And why would I do that?”

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

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

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

“Fine,” I huff.

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

“Have fun ig.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I love you so much my little Valerie

You’re perfect in every way

I can’t wait to mark you as mine

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

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

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

“You don’t want me,” I cry.

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

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

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

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

“But it feels so good.”

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

“Cum inside me. I need you to.”

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

“How long have you known?”

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

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

“I love you little V.”

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

“Little V?”

“Hmm,” I reply before I yawn.

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

“Why?”

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

“I promise.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Yes, please!” I whined.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“It’s in the afternoon?”

Nick nodded.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Just tell me about Mom, okay?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Maybe he was just being perverted.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

“We could just go to your apartment.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I apologize in advance for type-os.

*****

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Remove your robe and stand naked before me.”

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

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

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

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

I did as I was told to avoid punishment.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Goodbye?”

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

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

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

“Do I get a wrap Papa? I feel naked.”

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

Dutifully I went to the parlor.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

He lifted my chin and stared into my eyes.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“I simply cannot wait to show you.”

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

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

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

“Have you kissed a man little girl?”

He tilted my head to face his as I answered.

“No Daddy. Just my Papa.”

Daddy responded by barely brushing his lips across mine.

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

“Are you afraid of me Charlotte?”

“Yes Daddy, a little. I’m scared.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

He traced my body with a finger appraising me aloud as he did.

“This small belly is going to be so sexy when Daddy fills you.”

“And this, this is going to beautiful when I stick my cock…what have we here?”

My wetness was evident as he ran his finger down my cleave.

“I. I. I don’t know Daddy? Is something wrong with me?”

I became nervous thinking Daddy wouldn’t want me.

“No. No. You are perfect. You are wet because you like me touching you. Don’t you?”

“I don’t know Daddy. It feels very nice when you touch me and I am getting all tingly there.”

“Here? Your pussy. My pussy.”

With that he slid his finger in my slit again and brought my wetness to his mouth.

“You taste so sweet baby. I’m going to try and be gentle. Taste yourself,” he stated as he dipped his fingers in between my legs and slid them in mouth.

“Do you taste good little girl?”

“Yes Daddy. I think so.”

“You do indeed. We’re going to work on you undress me. Help get my cock ready to put in you.”

“Unbutton my vest and then his shirt.”

“Yes Daddy.”

I was so nervous my hands were shaking but I managed to unbutton them.

“Slide them down over my shoulders now.”

I didn’t speak but stood on my toes and pulled the clothes down as directed.

My Daddy looked strong. His shoulders were wide and his skin tanned by the sun.

“You are being such a good girl. You please me.”

His words of praise seemed to make my pussy even wetter.

“Unbuckle my belt Charlotte and undo my trousers. Kneeling is one way to do this. Why don’t you try?”

“Yes Daddy.”

I lowered to my knees as I was told and my face was nearly touching his crotch, he groaned. His cock was hard and very near my face.

Sheepishly, I undid his belt and pants and remained kneeling before him.

“Pull them down little one. First my pants and then my underclothes.”

I hadn’t thought about it until he asked me but I was entirely naked and Daddy was about to be.

I did as instructed and his hard cock nearly slapped my face as I freed it.

“Very nice Charlotte,” he proclaims while placing his large hand of my head ever so gently.

“You see how hard you made your Daddy’s cock little girl?”

Not exactly knowing if this was a good or a bad thing I assumed (incorrectly) it wasn’t good and replied I was sorry.

“Don’t be sorry. I means you are a very good girl and I can’t wait to fill you with my seed. First I want you to kiss the tip of my cock. Lick it with your tongue and make it all wet like your little pussy.”

Uncertain what to do exactly but wanting to please my Daddy I looked up at him hoping to be able to see if I was doing a good job.

I lowered my mouth to Daddy’s cock and the tip already looked wet. I licked it up and it was a little salty but almost sweet in a way.

“Lick the head of my cock. Suck it in your mouth Charlotte.”

Daddy looked like he was enjoying it and I wanted to taste more of him and I wanted to hungrily suck his head. I thought it was much too big for my little mouth.

“Daddy?”

“Yes baby.”

“I don’t think I will be able to fit much in. It looks so big.”

“It will fit, eventually, but you are going to try and take as much of my cock in your mouth aren’t we? Show me escort gaziantep yabancı how much cock you can take while Daddy imagines sliding his big cock in his daughter’s tight little virgin pussy and filling it up.”

Not wanting to disappoint my Daddy I looked him in his eyes as I sucked the head of his cock in my mouth.

It wasn’t quite as big as I thought and I sucked him in further.

“That’s very good Charlotte. Suck it in as out as much as you can.”

I continued to stare at my Daddy, sucking him in about half the length of him, I felt my wetness seep down my thighs.

“That’s so very good little girl. Let’s see how much of my cock you can take.”

Daddy pulled my head back and held it and started to plunge his cock down my throat. He watched as it made me gag and tears started to leak from my eyes.

“I’m sorry baby. I couldn’t help it. Your little mouth just looked so good around my cock.”

“It’s all right Daddy. I’ll try to do better next time.”

“You make you me so happy and I just can’t wait any longer.”

Daddy lifted me to my feet and on the bed effortlessly and laid me across it sideways, pulling my bottom to the edge and spread my legs.

“Charlotte, you have the most perfect pussy I have ever seen. I’m going to put my cock in you soon but I need to touch and suck your little pussy first.”

Daddy knelt between my legs and I felt his mouth on me.

Unconsciously I moaned, I couldn’t help it, it fel so good.

“You like it don’t you little girl?”

“Yes Daddy. Your mouth feels very nice there.”

“Does also feel nice when I do this?”

Daddy stuck his finger inside me just a little and sucked on me harder. The sensation was nothing I could possibly describe.

“You taste so good Charlotte. You like me sucking on your little clit don’t you. Was it like lightning hit there?”

“Oh yes Daddy. I was trying to think of how to describe it.”

“I’m glad you like it. You are making me so happy. You are very wet baby. Ready to take your Daddy’s cock deep inside.”

“I don’t think it will fit Daddy. It’s very big. You had your finger in me and I felt full.”

“You are very tiny, very tight but my cock will fit perfectly. I’ll go slowly.”

“Yes Daddy. I think I’m ready. It will hurt?”

“Yes, some, this first time. Just for a bit though.”

Daddy lined his cock at my entrance and held it there with his hand. He leaned into me and entered me slightly as he hungrily started to suck my breast.

“I love your exceptional tits Charlotte. I’m really going to enjoy them.”

Daddy pushed his cock further in and I could feel it stretching me. He would wait and let me adjust before sliding in just a bit further.

He was playing with my titties the whole time, sucking on them, pinching them and something inside me started to build.

“That’s it Charlotte. Let it happen.”

I didn’t know what he meant but it felt so good with his mouth on me I started to buck my hips a little, all the while the feeling continued to build.

“I just knew these titties were going to love being played with. Look at you grinding in to me.”

I couldn’t even comprehend what he was saying because I suddenly felt like I was going to burst and as every muscle in me started to tense my Daddy shoved his cock all the way in.

It hurt but I couldn’t stop my pussy from spasming.

Daddy rested on top of me, his cock still in me and his fingers on my nipple.

“Did it hurt a lot baby? Me forcing my cock in you.”

“It did hurt Daddy, like you were ripping me, but also good at the same time.”

“That’s because my little girl came on her Daddy’s cock,” he whispered in my ear. Slowly he slid in and just as slowly out.

He was still laying on my chest when it started to feel really good again and the feeling started to build in me once more.

Instinctively, I bucked my hips into him as he began to pump inside me harder.

Daddy was stretching me but also making me more aware of what was escalating in me.

“Your Daddy is going to fuck you now. Fill you with my cum.”

The second he started to plow his big cock into me I came again. It was like waves crashing over me and my body tensed.

“Here it comes baby. I’m going to fill your sweet pussy now.”

He thrust his cock inside me, stopping when he was as deep as could possibly be. Daddy shot his hot cum in me, spurt after spurt he filled me, it felt so warm my pussy started to spasm again. He thrust into me a few more times and when my pussy stopped clenching his cock, Daddy laid on my chest again, leaving his cock inside me.

“Welcome home baby girl.”

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It was the best night’s sleep she’d had in a long time. Even though some distant sound had awakened Stella, she still felt well rested. The bed was extremely comfortable, too. A smile came to her lips as she fondly recalled last night’s activities. It could have only been better had it just been her and Louis, but she realized that Chrissy was likely to always be around. At least, the young woman was pleasant and likeable. And Stella sort of had her first threesome.

As Stella continued to lie there, she suddenly had this weird feeling that she was not alone. Lifting her head up, she was somewhat startled to see Chrissy standing near the door.

“Good morning,” Louis’s girlfriend greeted cheerfully. “I was hoping you’d wake up on your own. I didn’t want to frighten you by doing it myself.”

“Good morning,” Stella returned groggily. “What are—”

“I’ll be a production assistant for today’s shoot. My job will be to escort you around, place you in optimal viewing spots while making sure you’re not in the way. My other duty will be to get Louis to where he should be when he is needed in the scene. You’ve got about an hour to get ready if you want to shower. I’ll also bring you breakfast. There’s a variety of pastries. Do you drink coffee?”

“Yes.”

Watching Chrissy flit out of the room, Stella realized that she was about to embark on an experience today that would likely blow her mind. She arose and glanced down at herself to discover she was nude, having simply gone to bed as she was once returning to her bedroom. It also occurred to her that having been seen by Carly, her romp with the young couple would now be common knowledge amongst the Littletonians in this house.

The en suite bathroom was as big as the master bathroom in Stella’s home back in Littleton. It would have been nice to soak in the large Jacuzzi tub, but she knew she didn’t have the time for that, so she switched the water on in the spacious shower stall. The warm water beating down on her was relaxing. She went through her shower routine, and after washing all the soap off and opening her eyes, she was startled to see Louis sitting on a bench in the bathroom. Her instinct was to cover up, but he was nude, he’d already seen her nude a number of times, and she forced herself to realize that nudity was nothing to these people.

“Good morning, Louis,” Stella offered, reaching for a towel to dry off.

“Morning, Stella. Chrissy is bringing us breakfast.”

“I know. You’ll be joining me?”

“Yeah. I hope that’s alright. Didn’t want her to have to deliver to two rooms.”

“No problem.” Stepping over to the vanity to brush her hair before quickly drying it, she noted, “You look lost. Are you okay?”

“Yes,” he responded. “Every time I do one of these scenes, I go through this mental exercise of questioning myself. What am I doing here? Why am I doing this? Is this what I really want to do? Etcetera, etcetera, etcetera.”

Stella nodded and said, “I have also wondered if this was what you really wanted to do.”

Chrissy returned with a tray of coffee, three cups and a plate of various pastries. She set it on Stella’s dresser and stood in the bathroom doorway, having heard the exchange.

Louis shrugged. “I’m not sure what I really want to do. I always thought I wanted to do something with computers, information technology, and I am getting to do that with Lonnie’s company. I’m making good money with hardly any expenses. I’m going to a university I couldn’t otherwise afford. Lonnie and Carly mother me, Diane and Gwen are like big sisters, and I have the best girlfriend I could have ever hoped to have.”

Chrissy beamed.

“Not to mention getting to have sex with a lot of attractive women,” Stella added.

With a grimace, Louis revealed, “It was fun in the beginning. Now, it’s just work. You’ll see it’s not like what you watched yesterday and last night. That was fun and enjoyable. Doing it with you was fun and enjoyable.”

“That’s nice of you to say, Louis, but what you and I did was nothing like what you and Chrissy did.”

“I think what he means,” Chrissy spoke up, “is, before you, the only women he had sex with were in the porn business. They are women who, shall we say, are skilled—”

“Not ordinary women, like me,” Stella finished for her.

“On the contrary, you did what came natural. It was not scripted, it was not based on performing, it was—”

“Ordinary,” Stella again had to say.

“And that’s what he liked about it,” Chrissy revealed. “Any time you want to speak up, Louis . . .”

“She’s right,” Louis agreed. “I didn’t have to perform. We did what we wanted, what we felt.”

“And what did the two of you do yesterday and last night?” Stella wanted to know. “Looked pretty natural to me.”

“It was,” Chrissy said. “But we are also two people who—”

“Are skilled,” Stella filled in.

“Something like that.”

They followed Stella back into the bedroom where Chrissy poured coffee and they ate while Stella dressed.

“Just be casual gaziantep rus escort and comfortable,” Chrissy advised.

So, Stella wore another dress similar to last night, this time with panties, but no bra.

Chrissy grinned. “Now, you’re getting the hang of it.”

“So, have you answered your other questions, Louis?”

“Yeah,” Louis said in a tone that made it sound like he was just bemoaning. “I really am content. This is just not anything I ever thought I would be doing. Not even in my wildest dreams. Questioning myself is just more of a sanity check.”

Stella nodded her understanding. “Well, with all due respect to you, Chrissy, Louis, if you ever need to talk to an ordinary woman, don’t hesitate to call me.”

They all laughed, at which point, Lonnie entered. “I was wondering where you all were.”

“Just having breakfast together,” Louis said.

With a nod, she asked, “Can we go over the scenes?”

“Of course.”

“Do you want me to leave?” Stella asked.

With a frown, Lonnie said, “Of course, not. This is your room.”

“We are finally going to do a sequel to your screen test, Louis,” Lonnie began. “If you remember, we did three scenes under the premise that Carly was your new neighbor, and Teri and Trudy were her daughters that you met and fucked. Carly caught you and was angry, but only because she wanted you for herself. And of course, she got you.”

“I’d love to see that,” Stella commented.

“You know what?” Lonnie said, a thought just occurring to her. “We should be able shoot everything today. We’ll edit it tomorrow, and when it’s finished, we’ll screen the original and the new one the next night.”

“Great idea, mom.”

“So, the sequel,” Lonnie went on, “will be the daughters have invited you to swim at their house. The daughters are out at the pool, and you go inside for something to drink. Carly seduces you and you fuck her in the kitchen, and then go to the bedroom. The daughters will catch the two of you and argue over you. In the end, you’ll propose a compromise and do a foursome with all three women. How does that sound?”

“You wanted to do a foursome in the first one, didn’t you?” Louis asked.

“I did, but I really didn’t think of until after we shot the transition scenes and I let the crew go. And I didn’t want to overwhelm you.”

He merely nodded.

“Any questions?”

“So, you came up with this since last night?” Stella asked.

“No, of course not. I just like to irritate Carly,” Lonnie answered with a smirk.

“But Aunt Carly knew better,” Chrissy clarified. “Those two are like kids.”

“Alright. Chrissy, let’s go make sure everything is ready and then you can come back and get Louis and Stella.”

“Well, this is exciting,” Stella said.

“Just another day at the office,” Louis commented with a smile as he enjoyed another Danish. “Be more exciting if it was you.”

“If what was me?”

“If I was doing a scene with you.”

Stella was a little embarrassed by that. “I don’t think I’d be cut out for this. After all, with me it would just be ordinary.”

“It wasn’t ordinary,” Louis corrected. “It was natural. And I really enjoyed it. I hope we get to do it again.”

“Lonnie asked if I would be interested in doing a scene.”

“Would you?”

“As I said, I don’t think I’d be cut out for it.”

Chrissy reappeared with a swimsuit. “We’re all set.” She handed the trunks to Louis who quickly slid them on.

All three then headed downstairs.

* * *

Stella was amazed by all she saw when they reached ground level. Lights were set up, a couple of cameras were lying around, a make-up table was set up where two attractive ladies and Carly were being attended to, and there were cases everywhere that obviously held the various types of equipment.

Following Louis to the make-up area, Stella watched as he greeted the two women, both clad in the skimpiest bikinis. Each stood and hugged him making certain to rub their bodies against him. Stella thought to glance at Chrissy. She just had a big smile on her face.

“Stella,” Louis said, “this is Teri Russell and Trudy Jenkins. Stella is a friend of Lonnie’s from our hometown.”

The two ladies each extended a hand, which Stella took and shook, and exchanged greetings.

“How are you this morning, Stella?” Carly asked with a big grin. She was wearing a low-cut dress that showed off her big tits.

“Just fine.”

Lonnie then approached the group. “Okay, glad you’re all together. We’ll start with a shot of Louis, Teri and Trudy lounging by the pool. Louis, you will get up and come inside and go into the kitchen.” She handed him and Carly some pages. “Here’s the exchange the two of you will have, and the action. Take a few minutes to look it over and when you’re ready, we’ll begin.”

Both Louis and Carly skimmed it quickly. She dropped hers on the table.

Louis handed his to Stella. “Hang onto this for me, would you? Feel free to look gaziantep rus escort bayan it over.”

Stella glanced at it and assumed it to be a script of sorts.

The porn stars then headed off to their places, Carly to the kitchen, Louis, Teri, and Trudy out to the pool. There were a couple of light stands outside, but it was another day of sun in Los Angeles. Lonnie followed them outside, as did a man holding a video camera and another with a still camera.

Chrissy led Stella to a spot where she could observe the action outside, but not be in the way when they came in.

“Alright. Places, everyone.” Lonnie glanced at the camera operators. “Ready?”

Both nodded.

“You’ll see mom stop the action quite a bit so the still camera can take pictures that will be posted on our websites,” Chrissy whispered to Stella, who merely nodded. Stella could see the man with the still camera already at work.

“And action!” Lonnie called out.

“Anyone want something to drink?” Louis asked. To which Teri and Trudy replied negatively. “I’m going get something.” He then arose from his lounger and headed toward the door.

“Cut!” Lonnie shouted.

Both cameramen came inside to capture Louis entering.

Louis was standing outside the door, and when Lonnie called for action, he entered and walked to the kitchen. Carly was leaning against the counter and watched him enter.

“Robbi, what are you doing here?” she asked.

Stella quickly realized they were using Louis’s stage name.

“Your daughters invited me,” Robbie/Louis answered.

“They did, did they? They didn’t tell me they were inviting you. I thought we had a rule about you hanging out with my daughters?”

Robbi/Louis became nervous. “But I like them. You want me to leave?”

“No. Maybe I’ll put on a bikini and join you to keep an eye on all of you,” Carly said seductively.

“Oh, well, that would be . . . that would be . . .”

“That is, unless you want to help me out.”

“Uh, uh, what do you want?” Robbi/Louis asked nervously.

“My neck and shoulders are sore. Guess I slept wrong. Maybe you could rub it for me?”

“Gee, I don’t know, Ms. Saunders. I—”

“You know the rule, Robbi. You want to play with them, you have to play with me.”

Carly turned her back to him and he hesitantly raised his hands and started kneading her shoulders. Carly slipped the strap off her shoulder, but Robbi/Louis nervously moved it back.

“Mmmm, that feels good,” Carly purred. She casually reached around behind her and rubbed his cock through his swimsuit.

“What are you doing?’

“Just seeing if you’re interested.”

“Please, Ms. Saunders.”

She then stepped backwards pushing him against the opposite counter. Turning around, she pressed her body to his and resumed rubbing his dick. “Mmmm, you are interested.”

“Please, Ms. Saunders.” Robbi/Louis exaggeratedly glanced back out toward the pool. “If your daughters see us—”

“What do you think they’ll do?” she asked as she undid his swimsuit.

“I . . . I . . . don’t know.”

“Well, I really enjoyed our last time together.” She pushed his trunks down below his scrotum, grabbed his cock and stroked it. “Didn’t you?”

“Uh, well, uh—”

“I see the way you look at me.” She pushed the straps of her dress off her shoulders, and then stooped down. She held his dick at the base and gave the head a tentative lick. That caused Robbi/Louis to shiver. She then started sucking him and it was too good for him not to enjoy it. His swimsuit dropped to the floor.

“Oh, wow!” Robbie/Louis said. He couldn’t help but moan his pleasure.

Carly then tilted her head to suck his balls.

“Damn, she’s good at this,” Chrissy whispered to Stella, who merely nodded.

“Cut!” Lonnie called out and Carly halted with her mouth on his scrotum as the still photographer snapped a few shots.

“I thought there would be more stops and starts,” Stella whispered.

“Not so much with Carly. When she’s with Louis, she doesn’t want to stop,” Chrissy responded.

“Alright, go, Carly.”

Carly returned to sucking him. “I’ve dreamed of sucking this cock again.”

“Oh, oh!” Robbi/Louis whined.

“Have you been thinking about this, too?” She peeled her dress down to expose her boobs.

“Yes.”

Carly licked him all over, and his scrotum, then she deep throated him, and his knees buckled.

Stella wondered if that was acting or not. But Carly was good at oral.

Carly mouthed his balls again while stroking his cock, and then she pressed her tits around his shaft and used them to jerk him.

Robbi/Louis emitted a continuous string of expletives denoting his enjoyment.

“You like fucking these tits?”

“Oh, yeah!”

Carly stood again, raised her dress above her hips, stripped off her panties, and bent over the counter. “Stick that cock in me!” she ordered.

He wasted no time in complying. But after only a few thrusts, he escort rus gaziantep pulled out and licked her pussy and asshole.

“Oh, my!” Stella exclaimed as silently as she could. She hadn’t expected that.

Carly lifted one leg and rested it against the counter and Robbi/Louis shoved his dick back inside her. She moaned her pleasure with a huge smirk on her face. Robbi/Louis reached around and grabbed her tit. He fondled it, but not so tenderly.

“Oh, fuck!” Carly yelled out.

“Cut!” Lonnie yelled.

“Are you fucking kidding?” Carly yelled, but Robbi/Louis halted while the still photographer got some shots.

“Go, Louis,” Lonnie ordered.

He resumed pounding her, amid her constant moans.

“Alright, cut!”

Carly growled.

“We’re going to move to the bedroom,” Lonnie announced. “Carly, give us the line and then cut again. Go!”

Carly pushed Robbi/Louis back and seductively said, “Let’s take this to the bedroom. Wouldn’t want to get caught, would we?” She grabbed his dick and pulled him, leading him away. Once passed the camera, she stopped.

“Okay, everyone. Take a break while we set up in the bedroom,” Lonnie said.

“We won’t get much of a view of the bedroom scene,” Chrissy said. “Only mom and the cameramen can get in. We can watch on the monitor, though.”

“Okay,” Stella said.

“So, what do you think?” Louis asked, approaching them.

“Very interesting,” Stella commented. “Seems it really is a lot of work. And this seems to be a simple story. I couldn’t imagine how a more detailed story would be done.”

“Unfortunately, the kind of people who watch these videos don’t want much story,” Louis bemoaned. “They just want the sex. I have long wanted to do a video that had a real story. I believe there’s a market for it.”

“You mean, like a regular movie but with graphic sex?” Stella asked.

“Like that space movie we watched at your house. The human man and the alien woman got together. A real inventive sex scene would have done well there.”

“Hmmm.” Stella considered that for a second. “That would have been interesting. Lonnie does not have interest in that?”

“Not so much,” Louis said.

“Too be honest,” Chrissy spoke up, “she’s just chasing the dollars.”

“What does that mean?” Stella asked.

Waiving her hand around, Chrissy explained, “It costs a lot of money to bring in all these people and four players. Louis, or Robbi Rodman, has become a popular, well-known porn star. Teri and Trudy are reasonably well-known, and of course, Carly has been around for years. And though she’s not a big draw anymore, having her in the video will carry more weight than some lesser-known older woman. So, all in all, this video should play well on our membership websites.”

“What about DVD sales?”

Chrissy grimaced. “People don’t buy many of those anymore. We’ll print a few for some of the adult stores and we might sell some online, but I wouldn’t expect us to make much from that.”

Teri and Trudy approached sipping bottles of water.

Trudy gently grabbed Louis’s flaccid cock and stoked it a few times. “How have you been, Louis?”

“Good, and yourself? Still dancing?”

“Occasionally.”

“Trudy started out as a dancer,” Louis explained, for Stella’s benefit.

“What kind of dancing?” Stella felt she should ask.

“I started out in musicals, but they wouldn’t hire me after I got into porn,” she said. “I’ve worked a few strip clubs, but the clientele in those places are not what they used to be.”

Stella nodded but had no clue what that meant.

“I wish there were more scenes to do,” Trudy said.

“So, do I,” Teri agreed. “I wish Lonnie was doing more. I really like working for her.”

Again, Stella merely nodded. There were some questions she would have liked to ask—like why Teri liked working for Lonnie—but wasn’t certain she should.

“Alright. Carly, Louis, on set. Teri, Trudy, standby,” Lonnie called out.

Chrissy moved them into position to watch a monitor as Robbi/Louis and Carly stood outside of the downstairs guest room. The videographer stood behind them, and the still photographer had already gone into the room.

“Places,” Lonnie said. “Action.”

Robbie followed Carly into the bedroom with the video camera following. They stopped beside the bed, with Robbie/Louis behind Carly. Once inside, Lonnie halted the action for the video cameraman to go in and reposition.

Though Lonnie had not resumed the action, Stella watched the monitor because the cameraman was still recording. She noticed Louis leisurely stroking his cock, obviously to keep it hard. The still photographer fired off some shots, then nodded to Lonnie, who called for action.

Carly’s dress was now around her waist and she pushed it down to the floor and stepped out of it. She bent slightly over the bed as Robbi/Louis put his hands on her ass. She bent over further and Robbi/Louis buried his face in her butt, licking and slurping. Carly lifted one leg onto the bed to give him greater access. She then crawled onto the bed on all fours. Robbie/Louis got behind her and slid his cock into her pussy.

“Cut!” Lonnie called out so the still photographer could get some more photos.

Stella noticed that Louis would pump every few seconds, again she assumed, to remain hard. The ever anxious Carly would also push back eager to get the fucking going.

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Having had a sexually satisfying afternoon and evening the previous day, with Kyle at the office and with her husband and daughter at home, and as a result having had a good night’s sleep, Annie felt very relaxed as she arrived at the office the next morning. She was looking forward to seeing Kyle and to begin executing the next phase of Jack’s and her plan.

Kyle, on the other hand, hardly slept that night for fear that someone may have somehow peeked in through the closed blinds or heard something as he and Annie were going at it in his office. Or maybe Annie told her husband out of remorse, and he’d come looking for him. When he arrived at work the next morning, he quickly nodded good morning to staffers he passed them on the way to his office, closed his door and sat still in his chair.

Around 20 minutes later he slowly began to refocus on his whereabouts. He knew he wanted his coffee, which he generally had within a minute of arriving to work, but he didn’t relish going to the coffee machine in the staff room for fear of meeting Annie or someone saying something that would bury him in shame.

Finally realizing he had no choice, he got up to leave his office, and just as he put his hand on the doorknob, someone knocked.

Startled, he opened the door and there stood Annie.

All smiles, she greeted him,

“Good morning, Kyle. How are you this morning?”

“Uh, fine, Annie. Just fine. How are you?”

“Couldn’t be better! Can we have a little talk later in the day? There’s something I’d like to share with you.”

Kyle didn’t know what to make of it. Was he in trouble or not? He just didn’t know.

“Of course, Annie. Around closing time, if that’s ok with you.”

“Great. Enjoy your day, Kyle.”

“Thanks, you too.”

—————–

For the rest of the day, Kyle was restless due to the negative scenarios running through his head.

At 5 o’clock sharp he called Annie on the office extension line and offered she come to his office for that talk she wanted.

A few minutes later she came in, closed the door and sat down. This time he didn’t close the blinds and he didn’t lock the door.

Annie broke out in a big smile.

“Baby, I can’t get you or what we did out of my mind. I’ve been wet all day and masturbated twice in the ladies room.”

Kyle stared at her with wide open eyes, not being sure if what he heard was real or not.

As if walking barefoot on burning coal,

“Annie, I apologize if I stepped out of line yesterday. It won’t happen again.”

“Kyle, you’re not listening! What we had yesterday was amazing, and I want more and more of the same.”

He eventually let her words sink in through the mental barrier he had built up over the past 24 hours.

Rediscovering his facial muscles, he finally managed to speak.

“Annie, to say it was amazing is an understatement as far as I’m concerned. You are the most beautiful, sexiest and hottest woman I’ve ever been intimate with.”

“I’m thrilled to hear you say that, Kyle. I really am.”

“So, what did you want to share with me, Annie?”

“Well, it’s like this. As I mentioned to you in the interview, my husband Jack and I are happily married. We’ve been married over 20 years now and we’ve decided we’d like to spice up our sex life. We told ourselves that the thing we most need to avoid is a mundane sexual relationship.

“So we are into fulfilling fantasies, both the two of us together and separately.”

“How do you mean?”

“The day I started working here, I told Jack that I have the hots for you, Kyle.

“His response was, ‘Go for it, Honey.’ “

“You’re fucking kidding me!”

“I’m not, Kyle.

“Last night I told him in detail about our red-hot fuck session.”

Just for emphasis and even though it was not exactly what transpired, she added,

“He got so aroused that we immediately fucked for over an hour.”

“Annie! Are you out of your mind?!”

With a mischievous smile: “Not at all, Kyle. My husband is also great in bed.”

“You know what I mean, Annie!

“I could get in trouble for this. Your husband may want to take revenge for what I did with you!”

“Kyle, please stop reacting hysterically to something I never said or implied!”

“So why are you telling me all this?”

“Please let me get to the point.

“Last night after we showered and finally got into bed to go to sleep, Jack told me that one of his fantasies is for me to find a man that would be both acceptable and suited to my sexual preferences and someone that he would be willing to have come into our lives. He went on to explain that if I could find such a man, he would be totally turned on if this man and I had sex in our bed while he’d sit and gaziantep jigolo watch.”

Kyle just sat there with his mouth open in total disbelief.

“Baby, did you hear what I said?

“Both you and Jack are handsome hot studs as well as being kind and considerate men. You’ll get along fabulously.

“Kyle, Baby, say something.”

“Jeez, Annie, I don’t know what to say. Never in my wildest dreams did I imagine that something like this would or could happen to me.

“I don’t even know if I’ll be able to get it up with someone watching, let alone your husband for cryin’ out loud.”

“I know my 2 lovers, Baby. You won’t have any problem there.”

“Say you.

“What happens now? I just go to your house, take you into your bedroom, look at your husband sitting in a chair, and fuck you on your bed?!”

Annie let out a laugh as she turned to see through the office window if someone was still around. Not seeing anyone, she got up, walked over to Kyle, bent over and planted a hot wet kiss on Kyle’s lips and simultaneously caressed his bulge.

Answering his facetious question,

“Generally speaking, yes. Although we’ll take it real slow. First you and Jack can get to know each other while we have a few drinks to ease any tension in the air, and then we’ll take it from there.”

Having just tasted Annie’s lips again as she temporarily awakened his cock, “You seem to have it all figured out, Annie.”

“Trust me, Baby. Come on, take me home.”

“Where’s your car?”

“Jack brought me to the office this morning, as we planned to have you come home with me. If not, I’ll take a cab.”

“I’d really like to go home and shower and change first.”

“No need, Baby. You can shower at our place and Jack will give you one of his bathrobes.”

Kyle looked at Annie incredulously,

“Unbelievable! I haven’t even had time to digest this crazy and wild idea, and I’m already wearing your Husband’s bathrobe?!”

Annie checked to make sure everyone had left, then took Kyle’s hand, pulled him out of his chair and led him out of the office.

—————-

Snuggled up to Kyle as they drove to Annie’s home, she guided his hand to rest on her thigh under her skirt. While he caressed her, she massaged his growing cock.

They got out of the car and walked to the entrance. Just as Annie put the key in the front door lock, Jack opened the door.

Kyle, seeing Jack for the first time, practically froze on the spot.

With a most natural and friendly smile, Jack extended his hand to greet Kyle as Annie introduced them.

“Come on in, Kyle. Nice to finally meet you.”

Kyle extended his hand to Jack and managed a smile in return.

Annie gave Jack a warm kiss, said she’d go and shower and asked him to guide Kyle to the spare room so he could freshen up and to give him one of his bathrobes.

Jack closed the door as they walked into the foyer, helped Kyle take off his jacket and hung it up in the coat closet.

Placing a hand on Kyle’s lower back to guide him forward, he led him up to the spare room.

About a half hour later, Jack saw Kyle come back down in the new bathrobe he gave him to use.

“Come on in to our living room and get a load off your feet. I’m sure you’ve had a long day as usual.”

Going to the bar Jack asked,

“What’s your preference, Kyle?”

“Scotch is fine. Thanks.”

While preparing the drinks, Jack thought, ‘Annie was right. He is handsome and seems to have a great physique too. I can see why Annie has the hots for him. Hopefully we’ll get some action this evening, as Vicky is staying at a friends for the night.’

Kyle, feeling uneasy in a bathrobe of a man he just met, and with whose wife he just fucked, was trying to focus in on where he was as he watched Jack pouring the drinks.

‘Jack seems to be a real nice guy’, he thought. ‘I can see why Annie has the hots for him. He’s really good looking and well built.’ Jack was wearing a tight T-shirt and loose shorts. The T-shirt accentuated his muscular arms, chest and abs.

Annie came back down to the living room. She wore a white cut-off jersey that accentuated her ample breasts and exposed her firm tummy, and tight pink shorts that hugged her gorgeous ass, highlighted her beautiful long legs, and left no breathing space for her pussy.

As Jack and Kyle already had their drinks in hand, Jack got up to prepare one for Annie. Annie sat down on the couch real close to Kyle, tucked her legs under her butt and put an arm around Kyle’s shoulder as Jack brought her the drink.

Jack sat on the single sofa seat across from the two of them.

“So, Kyle. I take it that Annie has filled you in on our preferences of a kinky lifestyle. I assume jigolo gaziantep that you’re being here with us means that you’re open to experiencing it?”

Annie meanwhile was unabashedly fondling Kyle’s neck and began tongue licking and gently biting his earlobe.

“To tell you the truth, I hardly know what to make of this whole scene, but your wife here is the most amazingly beautiful, hot and sexy woman I’ve ever had the pleasure of being with and I just couldn’t see myself giving her up so some other guy could say yes to your offer. Besides, Annie is very persuasive, as I’m sure you’re aware.”

Jack and Annie, both laughed and agreed.

Feeling the atmosphere more relaxed, Annie took Kyle’s empty glass from his hand and put it on the end table along with hers. She hopped onto Kyle’s lap opening her legs to each side of him. She began kissing him and he invited her in to taste his waiting tongue. They kissed deeply as his hands began fondling her breasts and pinching her nipples under her jersey. Annie moaned in pleasure as she opened the bathrobe to caress his chest and pinch his nipples as well. Kyle almost got lost in the heat of things with Annie, when he suddenly remembered they weren’t alone and he abruptly broke from their kiss to look at Jack.

Having the perfect view from where he sat and watching how they were beginning to pleasure each other, Jack already had his cock out of his shorts and was pleasurably stroking himself.

Jack caught Kyle looking at him, gave him a smile and a wink and said,

“Go for it stud.”

Continuing their passionate kiss, Annie opened the rest of his robe, exposing his hardened rod. Anxiously taking it in hand, her thumb caressed the droplets of pre-cum oozing out.

Annie stood up to get out of her tight tiny shorts.

As she pulled them down, Jack suggested they’d be more comfortable in the bedroom.

Kyle’s and Jack’s cocks were in plain view as they began to walk towards the staircase, so Annie grabbed a hold of each cock and led them upstairs. Jack smiled at Annie’s initiative and grabbed and massaged her right buttock.

Feeling a little more relaxed, Kyle got hold of her left.

They walked into the bedroom. Kyle excused himself and entered the washroom. When he returned to the bedroom he saw husband and wife naked. Jack was sitting on the recliner a few feet from the foot of the bed, head back and moaning, while Annie, kneeling before him, was sucking his rock hard cock.

Seeing Kyle let his open robe fall to the floor, Annie looked up at Jack,

“Sorry, Baby. First things first.”

Jack responded,

“Absolutely, Honey. We’ve been looking forward to this for some time now.”

Annie guided Kyle to one side of the bed.

Kyle watched her as she looked up and down his body with that same wanton and hungry look she gave him at the office before she took him in her mouth the first time.

She shoved him backwards onto the bed. He lay still, with his feet down on the floor while his cock pointed straight towards the ceiling. Looking aside, Kyle could see Jack, not more than six feet from himself and Annie, totally relaxed with his hard rod in his hands.

Kyle thought, ‘Jack’s very handsome with a great body and a nice sized cock.’

As Annie got comfortable on her knees and took his cock in her hands, something was nagging at Kyle in the back of his mind.

‘I don’t believe I just had that kind of thought! Why in heaven’s name would I think of a man in those terms?! Weird!’

Annie’s mouth encompassed his cock, and her hot, wet lips and tongue brought him back from his thoughts to this amazing woman that came into his life and has changed him from a guy thinking about having a new pussy to enjoy every day, to a guy that only needs this one heavenly body.

Feeling less hesitant than earlier, Kyle moaned,

“Jeez, Baby! Suck me! Take it all in!”

Annie couldn’t get enough of his delicious beautiful cock while she watched Jack looking at them intensely as he serviced himself.

Kyle grabbed Annie and lifted her up and spun her down to the bed on her backside. He made passionate love to her now. He cupped her beautiful breasts and began sucking and biting her nipples as she responded with sounds of pleasure. While still gently pinching her hard nipples, he went lower and inch by inch covered her taut tummy with lingering kisses.

As he began to move further down to partake of Annie’s hidden treasures, he looked towards Jack again. For some odd reason, he found he was enjoying seeing Jack caress his cock, and wanted to watch more.

Remembering the job at hand, he diverted his attention back to Annie. He began kissing the soft skin around her pussy. Then as he slowly licked her gaziantep escort pussy, she signaled her pleasure to him by slowly beginning to undulate and moan. Then Annie lifted her legs to the point where her knees were over her shoulders. Totally in sync with her wishes, he invaded her rosebud with his tongue.

Annie had both hands on Kyle’s head,

“Oh, Baby! That’s feels so good!”

Kyle tongue fucked her as deep as he could.

As their performance heated up, Jack had one hand massaging his balls while the other was vigorously pumping his cock. Watching his beautiful hot wife and this handsome hot stud going at it, he wanted to join in the action, but knew he had to hold back and wait for the opportune time.

Glancing at Jack masturbating to their sex show turned Annie on even more than she already was.

Kyle changed tactics. He began licking her pussy lips and clit while slowly penetrating her wet rear hole with his index finger.

“OH FUCK, BABY! DO MY ASS!”

Spurred on by Annie’s sounds of pleasure, Kyle added a second finger as he continued finger fucking her butt while his tongue concentrated on her clit.

“YES, FASTER!”

Annie couldn’t keep her legs up any longer as her whole body began to shake uncontrollably.

Not wanting to relent until she was thoroughly spent, Kyle continued sucking hard on her clit and pumping her butt as fast as he could.

“OH FUCK! OH SHIT! OOOOHHHH!”

He felt her ass contract on his fingers as juices flowed freely from her hot soaked pussy.

Completely enjoying Annie’s orgasm and absorbing the full sensual state he was in, Kyle didn’t want to take his fingers out or release her clit from his lips.

As Annie’s breathing returned to normal, she let out a wanton groan when Kyle reluctantly and slowly withdrew his fingers from her tight ass.

Having lubed her rear, Kyle positioned himself to enter her and while watching Jack playing with himself, he slid his now boiling hard cock into her beautiful ass. Simultaneously, Annie and Kyle let out a groan of pleasure as he began his fucking onslaught in earnest.

Jack couldn’t take it anymore. He got up, hopped onto the bed and holding his cock close to Annie’s sensuous open mouth, asked in urgency if he could join them.

Annie immediately grabbed his cock and put it in her mouth, while Kyle looked him in the eye and with a sly smile said,

“Hey, she’s your wife.”

Jack looked hungrily at Annie and back at Kyle,

“She’s my wife, Stud, but from today onwards she’s our fuck slut. Aren’t you, Honey?”

“Uh, hu.” She managed, with Jack’s cock buried in her mouth.

Each of the three were in their own sex zone as they absorbed the intense physical pleasure their own bodies derived while their eyes soaked in the erotic site before them.

They were in ecstasy.

Then, looking at Jack, Kyle boldly suggested,

“Let’s switch.”

“Works for me, Stud.”

Both men pulled their rock hard cocks from the two of Annie’s three love holes they so feverishly fucked.

Trading places while on their knees, Jack stretched out his arm and put a hand on one of Kyle’s upper arms for support. Jack noticed that Kyle looked at his hand for a split second, but didn’t cringe. It was Jack that felt a tingling surprise when Kyle reciprocated by putting a hand on Jack’s upper arm.

Continuing their fuck fest, Kyle wondered what just happened with the mutual arm holding. Not having ever been in a threesome he found himself experimenting and surprising himself. First, he found it strange that throughout, he enjoyed looking at Jack’s body and specifically his cock. He also found very pleasing the feel of Jack touching his arm and the feel of Jack’s skin as he held on to him.

Kyle was near the edge as his boiling rod was fucking Annie’s mouth and his eyes were on Jack feverishly fucking Annie’s hot ass.

Annie vigorously finger fucked her soaked pussy with one hand and rubbed her clit with the other.

The three reached explosive orgasms in a harmonious crescendo of erotic expletives.

Annie moaned ecstatically as her body shook endlessly and her juices flowed from her body.

Jack’s cum shot into her bowels and his whole body shuddered in release.

Gasping in ecstasy, Kyle shot his cum down Annie’s throat. He saw the satisfaction on Annie’s beautiful face as she swallowed his love juice.

With Annie in the middle both men dropped down beside her. Annie took a softening cock in each hand and playfully massaged them.

“You two loving, fuck studs have made me so happy.”

After catching their breath,

“Hey, Lover-boys, I’m thirsty.”

Jokingly, she continued,

“Of the two of you, who’s the gentleman that’ll get up and take care of me? Hopefully we’ve got a long night ahead of us.”

Smiling, Jack responded in kind,

“Hey, Lady. We’ve both taken care of you to the hilt, so the gentleman aspect has already been proven. I’ll get the drinks and just for today we’ll treat our stud here as a guest. From tomorrow on, we’re equals.” Annie and Kyle both smiled.

(To be continued…)

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Author’s note: This is the conclusion of Something’s a Bit Queer which started as an email (Letters) to me from Scott about he and Anna. There were also chats with Marc, John, Vickie, Elaine, and Kaitlyn who were characters in this story. Every character was based on people with whom I had conversations about their lives and fantasies. Thank you to everyone who commented or wrote me about the evolving storyline. Now the finish…

It had been a little over eight months since Anna had left her job at the airline and gone to work for Vickie and Greg at their Real Estate Agency. She had obtained her realtor’s license and had already sold more than a dozen homes. It was a seller’s market with inventory low and houses being flipped within a couple of weeks. But she also enjoyed helping manage the bar the couple owned as well in her spare time. Greg and Vickie had a long-time manager who had been with them from the start and Jim really had no issue bringing a newcomer in and sharing ideas, as long as it was understood, he made the final decisions.

Rock Hard was a leather bar and was never intended to be anything more than that but Anna introduced an event lineup that included food on the weekends and more female oriented programs during the week. They had chili cook offs and wings on Saturdays and sometimes just grilling out with burgers and dogs in the parking lot. A couple of nights a month they had burlesque shows that featured female impersonators.

But the essence of the bar — a hard core leather scene didn’t change. Vickie was impressed with the subtle changes Anna made and Greg enjoyed the addition of the snacks. While Rock Hard was not set up for serving food outside of the events which were permitted, Anna had installed equipment which allowed Greg to prepare deli sandwiches for he and a few close guests back in the office.

On a more personal front, Scott, her boyfriend, was anxious in the beginning when Anna encouraged him to move in with her. How would that really work? He knew they both shared strong feelings for each other but there was no denying they had needs, desires for same sex relationships. Bottom line – Scott loved Anna but he needed cock. He loved going down on a hard cock. The feel and texture of that warm flesh as it moved between his lips was not just something he desired — he had to have it!

Over the course of the eight months living together, they had sex often, but it was typically Scott going down on Anna and then Anna fucking him with her strapon. He loved having her drive her rubber cock deep into his ass. But as much as he loved being with her, he preferred the real thing! There was nothing like the feeling of a real hard cock as it pushed into his ass, slamming against him.

But the arrangement was working. Anna loved being with women as much as Scott enjoyed man sex. Surprising to Scott was not just the support she showed for the lifestyle. She was actually turned on seeing him with other men. While both were bisexual and Scott leaned heavily toward the gay scene, Anna still preferred a dick occasionally and was very content bringing home a man either from the Rock Hard Bar or someone she had met that could participate in a three way.

She would go down on Scott as he was getting drilled by another man or sometimes Scott would get a blowjob as she was enjoying riding the other man’s cock.

There were even occasions she simply sat back drinking a glass of wine as Scott went at it with another man. She watched as they pleasured each other, often playing with her pussy as Scott sucked the guy off, swallowing the huge load of cum he loved to devour. Anna often directed their action and it really turned him on as she called him a queer, cocksucker, and gay boy. The more she taunted him, the more excited he became.

In most cases, especially with men they had only just met, they always played safe, requiring their partners to wear condoms. But there were a few regulars including Greg, Marc and Chaz who they knew were clean and safe and they were allowed to take Scott bareback.

Chaz was a younger college student who was extremely well built. He was from Columbia and had a soccer scholarship. Chaz had a darker complexion and Anna loved his Latino good looks and accent. But more than anything, she loved his lovemaking. He always went down on her until she climaxed a couple of times before he slipped his huge dark cock into her warm wet pussy.

While Chaz was a top, he did enjoy going down on Scott and would often suck him off while fucking Anna. His rock-hard cock moving back and forth in her juicy shaved pussy. Anna also loved watching Chaz’s lips wrapped around Scott’s manhood, saliva dripping down on her, as Scott worked his dick back and forth in Chaz’s eager mouth. She also liked the contrast in their bodies. While both were athletic and well-toned, Scott’s slightly tanned frame against Chaz’s much darker brown skin was simply hot!

Perhaps nothing though compared to the feelings gaziantep eskort she had as Scott would go down on her after Chaz had shot his load deep into her pussy. Scott would move his tongue all along her nether lips as he teased her clit and sucked out the warm nectar Chaz had deposited just moments before. Then Scott would slide up her lean frame, her soft breasts rubbing against his hard chest, as they embraced in a hot kiss. Sharing the load he had sucked from her gorgeous pussy as Chaz looked on.

They were two people very much in love with no secret desires or fantasies unknown to their partner. Perhaps that is what Anna appreciated most about their relationship. It was raw, honest, and unafraid. There was nothing either couldn’t say to each other. No hidden desire they had to keep buried. It was an open relationship that didn’t just work — it was the only thing that could work. While they both lived in the moment, deep down Anna knew she wanted more. She was ready to commit a lifetime and hoped Scott felt the same. But she was more than satisfied not rushing anything, allowing him to come to that realization himself.

Anna was excited that Thursday, selling a $1.9 million home that was $260k over the seller’s price. It was indeed a great market if she could just get more inventory. She decided to call it a day and head down to the bar early. Scott was buried deep in a development project and would likely be at the office late tonight. Anna buried herself in paperwork at the bar’s office lining up events and ordering product. She inventoried the alcohol and beer along with mixers and placed an order online. It was well into the evening when Jim, the other manager popped his head into the door.

“Two ladies are at the bar and asked to see you,” Jim stated, peering through the crack in the door as he waited for a reply.

“Who is it?” Anna inquired. “Well one is a friend of Vickie’s… Candace. Not sure of the young one,” he shot back.

Anna had not chatted with Candace in months. She had seen her in the crowd a few times at the bar but never had a chance to speak with her. She wondered if the younger lady could indeed be Kaitlyn. Kaitlyn was the young college coed she and Vickie had met almost a year ago and invited back to Vickie’s place for a little fun. Kaitlyn was not new to the lesbian scene but she craved to be a submissive. She had seen the collar which adorned Anna’s neck that afternoon at the French restaurant and she knew Vickie and Anna were two people she wanted to spend time.

Kaitlyn, a cute little brunette with big brown eyes, was simply adorable. What captivated Anna wasn’t just her submissive nature. She was fascinated by the large Mandala tattoo located between her should blades, shades of black and grey which contrasted sharply with her white skin. Outside of the smaller flower tat above her right ankle, she had no other tats or piercings save the little diamond studs she wore in her ear lobes.

Kaitlyn had soft plump lips and loved going down on a woman. Vickie also loved that the young coed loved the taste of her whip. She loved being tied up and teased as the two women used vibrators, clamps, and various floggers and whips to tantalize her flesh bringing her to orgasm over and over again.

Anna had given the young sophomore Candace’s cell number knowing the older woman desired a young sub. Anna had met Candace one evening when Vickie had brought her to the bar. While the place was packed that evening, Candace stood out in her black leather pants and stiletto heels. But what caught Anna’s gaze was the woman was topless and her upper half was covered with ink. Bright colorful tattoos which covered nearly every inch of the woman’s body save her face and hands. Even her small feet were adorned with ink.

Anna had no tattoos of her own but was intrigued with the idea. When she was a teen, she and a girlfriend talked of matching tattoos on a beach trip but Anna backed out thinking about what her parents might think. As conservative as they were they would have likely grounded her for the summer. Reflecting back on that, she wondered what they would think now — working part time at a leather bar surrounded by lesbians, gays, and trans women and living with a guy who had more interest in cock than he did her pussy. Still — she loved everything about her new life and she loved Scott. Her love for him seemed to grow each day as they explored life and love leaving nothing on the table.

As Anna rounded the corner she saw it was Candace and Kaitlyn. She hope that was the young woman Jim had referenced. “Well, hello you two!” she smiled as she hugged Candace and then stared lovingly at Kaitlyn. “So… I see you called her,” Anna gushed as she wrapped her arms around the young coed.

“I did. I mean maybe a day after you gave me her number. Candee is awesome,” Kaitlyn shot back. Anna had never heard Candace referenced as Candee but she knew eskort gaziantep instantly who the young woman referred. It wasn’t lost on Anna the black leather collar that adorned Kaitlyn’s neck or the fact her arms were now covered in ink. It was evident that Candace — or Candee as Kaitlyn called her — was leaving her mark on the young woman.

“We were hoping you were here. Vick said you were really putting in the hours,” Candace added.

“Yea, I’m really enjoying showing homes but there’s something about this place,”

Anna smiled. “When Scott gets buried in a project at work, I head down here.”

“Vick told me you two were back together. How’s that working out? He’s as much into guys are you are other women… right?” she inquired.

“Yea, it works,” she smiled back. “I saw how happy Greg and Vickie were and I knew it could work for us too. Thing is, I bring home a woman and Scott’s cool with it. I bring home a guy and we share him!”

Kaitlyn chuckled, “Damn, that covers the bases.” Anna looked at Kaitlyn. She remembered how cute she was that afternoon they met. How naïve she appeared.

Now she looked so sexy with her collar. Kaitlyn wore a black leather halter top which showed off her breasts. While her arms were covered in ink, it appeared that her chest was still virgin territory but she could see by the impressions in the leather that she appeared to have piercings now.

“We were hoping you could get away,” Candace said breaking Anna’s gaze. “Well, I told Scott I’d be here if he wanted to swing by later. But we could go into the office,”

Anna added. “Jim will see were’ not disturbed.”

Candace smiled as the three women worked their way back behind the bar and to the office. Anna shutting and locking the door. As Anna turned facing the two women, Candace made their intention clear. “I want to thank you so much for encouraging Kaitlyn to call me. After Kris left, I dabbled with a few women but I never found the complete sub I had with her. Not until Kaitlyn,” Candace added with emphasis. She walked over to her young charge letting her fingers trail on her arm, up to her face, across her lips as Kaitlyn kissed them tenderly. “She belongs totally to me. Don’t you Angel?” Candace cooed. “Yes mam,” was the two word reply.

“Take off your top,” Candace commanded.

Kaitlyn slipped her fingers under the leather top, pulling it up and over her head. Her breast spilled out and just as Anna surmised, both nipples were adorned with two stainless steel barbells which matched the steel of the buckle in her leather collar.

“I couldn’t help notice her ink,” Anna remarked. “The last time I saw her it was just the one on her back and I believe that small flower on her ankle. But you’ve added some since I saw you,” she said looking at Kaitlyn.

“Candee said my body is her canvas. She may do with it what she pleases,” Kaitlyn said matter of factly.

“In time dear. But first we need to thank Anna for bringing us together,” Candace stated. “Go ahead and slip off your pants. I want you naked except your collar,” the older woman instructed.

Kaitlyn had been wearing heels which she removed as well as leather pants. There just above her right ankle was the little flower tattoo Anna had recalled. Her bush had been shaved clean and Anna noted the clitoral hood piercing. Another addition since she had last been with the young girl.

In seconds Kaitlyn stood naked before them. The young girl stood maybe 5’2″ and didn’t weigh more than 120 lbs at best She appeared thinner than the last time Anna had seen her. Kaitlyn dropped to her knees and bowed her head, her hands at her side in an extreme submissive posture. Anna had been with a dozen women since the two of them had been together but right now — in just this moment — none were sexier than the little coed who knelt before her. Her thick brown hair falling loosely on her shoulders, resting on her 34C breasts capped off by the two dark brown nipples with the steel barbells piercing the hard little nubs.

“She’s adorable isn’t she?” Candace asked smiling at Anna.

“Certainty well trained,” Anna shot back. “What other tricks does she do?” Anna winked back at Candace.

“Oh, she’s quite talented. Perhaps as you recall?” Candace smiled. “Angel, ask Mistress Anna if you can please her,” she directed.

Kaitlyn looked up. Her chestnut brown eyes staring into Anna’s. “May I mistress? May I please you,” she asked.

“Certainly,” Anna shot back. She knew her panties had to be soaked as excited as she was. Kaitlyn reached up and unsnapped the jeans she was wearing and then begin tugging them off her shapely hips leaving a black thong in view. Kaitlyn, removed a sandal she was wearing and then pulled the jeans from that leg before doing the same with the other.

Soon Anna stood barefoot in a black satin thong and a white satin lace cami top. Kaitlyn planted soft kisses on her thighs before gaziantep bayan eskort zeroing in on her soft smooth abdomen and then very gently kissing Anna’s crotch through the panties. Anna’s head rolled back on her shoulders, her face to the ceiling as she guided the young coed’s head with her hands. She felt Kaitlyn’s thumbs as they slipped under the straps and slowly, gently pulling down the thong as her pussy was exposed.

Anna had a small patch of sandy blonde pubic hair just over her pussy, waxing around the lips leaving her crotch silky smooth. It was almost like an electric shock as Kaitlyn’s tongue slid across her clit, sucking it into her mouth, bathing it before letting her tongue travel between her lips. The student’s tongue probed deep inside Anna as she groaned her approval. Kaitlyn moved her tongue up and down, her hands behind her back, as she allowed Anna’s juices to coat her face.

Anna hadn’t noticed that Candace had slipped out of her leather. She too was naked leaving Anna as the only dressed one of the three — her still in a cami top. Anna felt Candace touch her arm as she looked over and took in the woman’s body. She was gorgeous and sexy. She recalled the first time she saw Candace nude almost a year ago. Her body covered from head to toe in colorful ink. It was perhaps the most erotic thing she had ever seen.

Candace closed the distance as she moved in to kiss Anna. Anna closed her eyes and felt the soft, wet lips of Candace as they closed over hers. The older woman’s tongue slid through her lips, into her mouth, exploring as Anna yielded completely. Kaitlyn was working over Anna’s pussy as her new partner kissed her, letting her hands slide under her top.

In moments Candace pulled the top over her head and then unsnapped her bra, freeing Anna’s breasts. Candace slipped the straps off her shoulders and then dipped her head down as she took a nipple in her mouth, sucking, the orb which hardened in her mouth.

“You know the only time we’ve been together is right here.. in this office,” Candace reminded her. “You, me, Vick — you remember that?” she asked.

“I do,” Anna moaned as Kaitlyn sucked on her clit, her face plastered to her pussy.

“I’d really take to take you home. Spread those legs of yours and fuck that pussy.

That night, here with Vickie, I thought how lucky she was. I wanted you so bad. I wanted to take you home. Make you mine. But I thought you belonged to Vick. I saw your collar and thought she owned that little pussy of yours. I’d love to have two little lezzie sluts to train. I’d love to collar you. Make you mine. Both of you. You and Kaitlyn could be my little sluts,” she chided as she backed a few inches away looking directly into Anna’s eyes. Searching to see if there was the hint of possibility it could happen.

“You and Scott could still shack up from time to time if you wanted. Hell, from what you told me he’s really into guys anyway. What about it baby? Candace pressed.

“You’ve already got a little collared slut to do your bidding,” Anna countered as she let her lips slide against Candace’s wet mouth. “What do you want with me?”

“I want you both. I’d give you some rope… you could come and go as you like. See other people. Scott, Vickie… whoever. But you’d belong to me. That little pussy would be mine. And I’d let you help train that little minx between your legs. I’m sure you’d like that wouldn’t you. Having her as your little personal slut?” Candace added as you squeezed Anna’s nipple with her fingers.

Almost on cue, Kaitlyn drove her tongue deep into Anna’s pussy. It was evident they were working together. That Kaitlynn wanted this too as she pulled her tongue out and then sucked on Anna’s clit.

“And I take it, you mark me as your own. Just like you did Kaitlyn…like Kris?” she groaned.

Candace pulled her hair back, grasping it tightly in her hand. She stared deep into

Anna’s eyes. “Oh, that’s a given,” she smirked. “I’d have fun with you. Maybe start here on that pretty tit. Something small at first. Just to introduce you. Then…” she smiled, “you’d want more. Maybe across your back like Kaitlyn. But yes … there would definitely be ink in your future.”

Anna’s legs felt weak and Kaitlyn grabbed on to the back of her thighs. She continued her assault on Anna’s pussy as her juices ran down her cheeks. Anna felt a warm rush over her body as she orgasmed against the coed’s face.

“I will have you,” Candace smiled. It’s just a matter of time. I’ll have you both,” as she placed her lips back to Anna’s and pushed her tongue into her mouth.

Anna knew, if they were not at the bar, in her office, she’d have her right now. When it came to Candace, she didn’t seem to have any will of her own. Deep down, she knew she wanted it too. She wanted to know what it was like to be owned by a strong woman like Candace. If not tonight… soon. They both knew, it was not if it was in the cards but when.

Jim walked into the office a few minutes after he watched Candace and her girlfriend walk out. They ordered a drink at the bar and then, walked out on the dance floor together in a slow song, pressing their bodies together. He was surprised to find Anna completely naked sitting in a chair behind her desk.

“Damn, I’m sorry. I thought…” Jim rambled.

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