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It’s been a long hiatus. I just fell out of the habit of writing, and there was always one reason or another to put off picking it back up again. I’ve had to think long and hard about where I’d like these charaters to go. I’ve always had an idea of the end goal, but drawing the line between point A and point B has proven to be the hard part.

To those of you who have favorited and commented on my work, thank you. I hope you enjoy the next chapter.

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Dawn.

The sun finally began to peek over the rim of the Sierra Nevada mountains, bathing the valley below in a fiery orange glow. As it lifted inexorably higher it began shining through windows, warming brows and lifting the fog of sleep from innumerable slumbering forms.

Tanner Macallister opens his eyes a crack, reflexively lifting his hand to shield them from the sudden intrusion of brightness coming through his window. He rolls over languidly, propping himself up on his elbows as he scratches his chest, yawning. As he waits for his sleep-numbed brain to boot up, he absently licks his lips. The flavors that linger there bring the memories of the previous night back in a rush….

A black-clad vixen kneeling in the midst of a restaurant

Massive breasts overflowing the cups of a red dress, jiggling enticingly

A pair of hungry mouths feasting on him

Flashes of brilliant white fabric aglow under a black light.

His buxom daughter wilting in his lap as she orgasms

A new lover’s nails rasping against his back as jets of his semen flood her depths.

Tanner swings his legs over the side of the bed, feeling the bedroom carpet between his toes as he flexes them. Hauling himself to his feet, he decides that a nice hot shower would be the perfect way to start his day. He momentarily considers rousting the girls out of bed, but decides not to. They could probably use the rest after the previous night. Besides, a man does some of his best thinking in the shower, and having one or both of the girls there would virtually ensure that little thinking would take place.

Tanner enters his master bathroom, his bare feet making almost no noise on the polished tile floor. He reaches into the oversized walk-in shower and spins the knob for the hot water.

Nothing happens. Not a trickle. Puzzled, Tanner spins the knob all the way around and back, with no water issuing forth. He checks the cold knob, which works. He tries the hot knob again, nothing.

Mildy perplexed, Tanner decides that the guest bathroom will work in a pinch. It won’t be as roomy, but solitude is solitude. The bathroom was also Josie’s before she left for college, being the only one besides Tanner’s on the upper floor.

Tanner picks up one of his soft, oversized towels from the rack by the shower door, and exits his room, making a mental note to call a plumber. He goes down the hall towards the guest bath. Both of the girl’s doors are still closed. Smiling to himself, he passes them both and enters the guest bathroom. It is smaller, and more sparsely decorated than his own. Instead of an oversized, glass doored, custom walk-in shower with enought room to hold four comfortably and a built in shelf for seating, the guest bath has a standard bathtub with an opaque navy blue shower curtain.

This time Tanner is rewarded with a rush of water from the hot tap, and he spins both dials to the desired temperature, which for him is hot enough to redden his skin. Steam begins to plume almost immediately.

Tanner drops his towel onto the counter and steps in. The rush of hot water over his skin envigorates him, and as he soaps himself up his mind drifts to the girls.

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Veronica Summers opens her eyes.

The room swims into focus, slightly blurry due to the lingering effects of the wine she imbibed the night before. Fortunately, there is no headache to nag at her.

Ronnie pulls herself up on one hand, her white t-shirt loose around her otherwise naked form. She runs her tongue over her braces, smacking her lips and rubbing the sleep from her eyes.

Coffee. Yeah, coffee is first.

She climbs from the bed, legs slightly wobbly. She feels a familiar twinge in her pussy, and her mind pulls up the memory of the exquisite fucking from the night before. Grinning to herself, she ambles over to the door and opens it, sticking her head out into the hall.

Craning her head from left to right and back again, she sees no signs of anyone else. With coffee still on the forefront of her mind, she strolls down the hall. As she comes abreast of the closed guest bathroom door, she hears the shower running.

Josie must be up.

And then the idea hits her. A prankster at heart, Ronnie used to occasionally douse Josie with ice cold water while she showered. And it looked like another opportunity had been presented on a silver platter.

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Tanner düzce escort rinses himself off. It seemed like so long ago that he never would have considered his daughter to be a lover, and yet here they are. Tanner finds himself drawn to her physically in a way that he could only compare to Josie’s mother, but he also knows that deep down in his heart, there is more than just lust.

Tanner closes his eyes, remembering how he has arrived at this point. Flashes of his daughter fill his memory.

A tiny red bikini. His cock sandwiched between two mountains of oily titflesh. Heavy ropes of his cum obscuring her grinning features.

Tanner’s cock has already begun to stiffen, and his hand latches onto it almost automatically, stroking it to full size.

Hard nipples poking into a transparent, oil drenched white t-shirt. His daughter’s pink labia parting for the swollen head of his cock for the first time. Her breath hot on his ear as she begs for him to cum inside her.

Tanner’s pace increases, droplets of water from the shower stream flying in all directions as he strokes himself to memories of fucking his little girl.

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Ronnie quickly made her way to the stairs and bounded down them two at a time, holding onto the railing for stability. She crossed the foyer and found her way to the kitchen. Moving with urgency, she began opening cupboards, searching.

There!

She reaches in and pulls out an oversized plastic pitcher. She discards the lid onto the counter, and starts the cold water tap running. As it runs, she goes the the fridge and places the pitcher under the door mounted ice dispenser. She allows it to fill about halfway full, then goes back to the sink.

Ronnie fills the pitcher up with water, the ice crackling as it partially melts and settles. Trying not to giggle she quickly returns upstairs, pitcher braced in her hands to keep it from sloshing. She slowly and quietly tries the knob. Unlocked.

Yes!

She opens the door, noticing the room is filled with steam. Water cascades against the bottom of the tub noisily, obscuring the muted sounds of rhythmic movement within…..

Ronnie holds the pitcher in her right hand, and reaches out for the shower curtain with her left. Once she has a good grip on it, she counts silently to three, and then whips the curtain back while simultaneously bringing her right arm sweeping forward.

“SURPRISE!”

*****************************************Tanner feels the tide rising in his balls, and locks on to the memory of his little girl’s tits bouncing as she sashayed across their back deck in her tiny red bikini for his big finish.

Suddenly a flurry of sound and noise from his right side.

“SURPRISE!”

A deluge of ice cold water and half melted ice cubes slams into Tanner. It strikes him mostly across his heated torso, splashing upwards to his face as well as down over his stomach. It feels like all the synapses in his nervous system short-circuit and seize up. He jerks like he has touched a live wire.

A bellow of confusion and budding rage bursts from his mouth as he throws up his hands in an instictively protective gesture. He turns towards the now gaping shower curtain, his reddening vision seeing the look of mischevous joy on Ronnie’s face as it immediately crumbles into shock.

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Ronnie sees the water splash forward, striking the figure standing in the shower dead center of mass. She immediately realizes that this form is too tall and broad to be Josie. She also sees a hard cock wobbling in the air as it is released from the vice grip it was held in.

Ronnie’s stomach drops down to somewhere near her feet as a roar emerges from Tanner’s mouth. It drops another notch when he turns his eyes upon her.

His striking blue orbs contain a look she’s never before seen from them. One of anger and confusion. His chest heaves as he scowls, fingers curling into claws. She sees a flash of white as he growls words at her through gritted teeth.

“What the hell do you think you’re doing!?”

Ronnie’s mouth moves but no words come. She is frozen in place like a deer, eyes wide and unblinking.

Tanner’s right hand comes up and grips the edge of the shower curtain.

Ronnie’s lizard brain reacts, and she bolts.

And Tanner’s brain reacts in kind. He lurches after her as she darts out the door and turns down the hall towards the guest room. He is hot on her heels as she makes the turn through the door, but she stumbles and falls on the floor next to the bed. She wheels about, sitting flat on her butt, crab walking away until she hits the side of the bed with her back. Tanner is upon her in a moment. He looms over her, cowing her into stillness by his mere physical presence. He edirne escort steps within her personal space, one foot on each side of her extended legs. He leans forward and places one hand on the bedspread on each side of her head. Droplets of water from his hair and face drip down upon her neck and across the gently sloping shelf of her cloth covered tits.

“Answer me, damn it!” He barks, “What the hell were you thinking!?”

Ronnie gulps.

“I’m sorry…..” She stammers, “I thought you were Josie. It was just an accident, I swear.”

Tanner pins her with his gaze.

“Not. Funny.” He says with emphasis.

“I’m sorry.” Ronnie repeats. Her lower lip trembles almost imperceptibly as a wave of guilt washes over her.

And when he sees that slight tremulous movement coupled with her meek demeanor and her wide doe-like eyes, the bulk of Tanner’s anger washes away. His features shift, softening as he straightens up, and suddenly he realizes that his still erect cock is now bobbing in the air in front of Ronnie’s face. And the void left by the anger is immediately filled by a tidal wave of desire.

“No.” He says, voice firm, but far more neutral than before. “But you’re gonna be.”

“Wha-” Ronnie begins.

Tanner reaches out with his left hand and curls it around the back of Ronnie’s neck, clamping on and drawing her head forward as he grips his shaft at the base with his right. He aims it at her lips and the fat purple cockhead rams against them, stifling her words as she momentarily resists.

“Open.” He urges.

He wipes his cockhead across her lips from one side to the other, letting her feel the heat of it. Letting her feel the energy coming off of him.

“Open.” He says again. Despite the firm tone, there is an underlying layer that Ronnie picks up. She’s heard it before. The roles have been established.

Trust.

Ronnie’s lips begin to part as his cock slides towards the corner of her mouth. The friction causes a syrupy pearl of precum to ooze out that connects to the corner of her mouth and then stretches out in a clear line from lip to urethra as he adjusts his course back and begins to push between her softly puckered lips.

Ronnie feels the spongy hot head of his cock press firmly into her tongue and begin to slide back. She relaxes and lets him in, her eyes traveling up his dripping torso to his face. She locks eyes with him and sweeps her tongue back and forth along the base of his cock like a paintbrush. Her cheeks hollow as she applies suction and gazes up at him with demure eyes.

Tanner pumps his straining rod between Ronnie’s pursed lips. She moans deep in her throat as his hands grip her by the head on either side, holding her in place as he fucks her mouth. Suddenly Tanner goes deep, pushing her back firmly against the edge of the bed, his cock burrowing down into her throat, bringing a muted gurgle from her as her nails dig into his ass cheeks. He holds it there, pumping ever so slightly, watching the hot tears begin leaking from the corners of her eyes as her chest starts hitching.

Holding.

Holding.

Her eyes widen, body jerking slightly, her body heaves in an effort to inhale, but no air can pass the thick shaft clogging her throat.

“Muuurghl!” She chokes out.

And Tanner slides back, his thick shaft disgorging from Ronnie’s clenching airway. It is coated with slime and spit, and he immediately begins rubbing it over her face, smearing her cheeks, nose, and chin with shining saliva as her mouth works like a fish, gasping for oxygen while chasing the head of his cock as he teasingly manuevers it out of reach.

“Please.” She hisses, lips finding his cockhead and spreading open to envelop him again. Before she can suck him back into her welcoming orifice, he clamps down on her head again and pops it free. He then grabs her by the hair and forcefully slaps his cock against her face with a muted thwack.

“Uuungh yesssss.” She groans, braces flashing over her clenched teeth. She closes her eyes and allows Tanner to turn her head slowly from one side to the other, his cock slapping her face repeatedly. Every thud of solid flesh against her lips or cheeks or her little button nose brings a quiver to her rapidly juicing pussy.

“Please what?” Tanner says, rubbing his cock over her face. “Please what, you little slut?”

“Please fuck my mouth some more, Sir.” Ronnie says, opening her mouth wide and unfurling her moist tongue, which she wiggles alluringly.

And Tanner obliges. He plunges back into her warm suckling embrace, pumping with quick firm strokes. He goes deeper this time, his cockhead boxing her uvula every time he pushes forward.

Ronnie is in heaven. She relaxes into the forceful intrusion of her throat, whimpering like a lost lamb. One of her hands comes up underneath her shirt to twist and tug her puffy cigar butt nipples as the other drags down the elazığ escort crease between her slick labia. She feels how wet she is already, and dips her fingertips inside to coat them before attacking her trembling clit with a vengeance. It’s so engorged and tingly that the first few moments of contact send mini convulsions through her, causing her to slow slightly and touch more gingerly.

“Hmmmmm. Grghlgh!”

Tanner watches her eyes roll back, and knows what she is doing. He pushes deep again, hearing the air hissing through her flared nostrils taper off mid-breath as he plugs her esophagus again.

Ronnie’s fingers swirl over her clit in rapid circles. She flexes her throat as much as she is able, massaging his thick dripping tool as he keeps her gullet stuffed. Her chest tightens in a familiar way, and she increases the speed of her fingers as her orgasm approaches.

Tanner feels her tensing up, knowing she is moments away. He holds her tight, watching her leaking eyes over her obscenely stretched mouth until they open wide and she starts to tremble.

Tanner pulls his cock from her mouth, her moan of orgasm chasing it up. As she peaks he slaps her face again with his cock, painting her disheveled features with more gooey spit, then tips her head back while lifting the shaft and dropping his balls onto her open mouth, feeling the vibrations of her orgasmic warbling through his sack as she immediately begins slurping and bathing them as messily as she can.

Ronnie nuzzles into his warm heavy sperm pouch as her pussy explodes. Tremulous waves of pleasure cascade over her, and she feels her clenching slit oozing fluid over her flying fingers. She rides the wave, rubbing harder as she rolls Tanner’s balls around her mouth one after the other, before nosing underneath to paint the hypersensitive bundle of nerves under his balls with firm strokes of her tongue.

He moans with approval, holding on tight as her expert ministrations momentarily weaken his knees. Every movement of her tongue against him sends miniature tingles up the length of his shaft. His cock lurches, disgorging another large clear blob of precum. He brings her out from under his balls and points his shaft towards her again. Ronnie sees the blob there and licks it up without hesitation, savoring his flavor.

“Get up.” Tanner growls, reaching down to hook her under the shoulders and haul her to her feet. He pushes her back on the bed, and she giggles as she lands. She spreads her legs wide, exposing the slippery entrance of her sex to his eyes as she reaches down to spread her labia, thinking she is about to be fucked.

Tanner grabs her by one leg and tugs to one side.

“Turn over.” He says. “On your knees and elbows. Lift your ass as high as you can.”

Although somewhat perplexed, Ronnie complies. She raises her pert, pale backside high. She knows her smooth pussy is fully visible, and gives a little back and forth wiggle, waiting for Tanner to roughly impale her with his rigid pole.

But Tanner has other ideas. He reaches out and strokes the smooth flesh of her right butt cheek in small circles.

“You’ve been bad.” He says. “And you need to be punished. So I’m going to spank this little ass red. I’ll give you five hard swats on each cheek.”

Ronnie shudders slightly, equal parts trepidation and anticipation.

“Yes sir.” She replies. She bites her lip and braces as Tanner moves to her left side.

“Here it comes.” He says.

Tanner’s right hand slices through the air in a tight semicircle, his palm held firm and slightly concave. It strikes Ronnie’s right cheek hard, eliciting a crisp smack. Her flesh ripples from the impact, and begins to immediately turn pink, due to how pale she is.

Ronnie gasps. The sting from the blow is considerable. But she also feels her pussy beginning to respond with increased wetness and heat.

Tanner strikes again, this time on the left cheek. Now her pale rump has matching pink blotches on each side. Ronnie gasps again, trembling slightly.

Smack. Back to the right. Ronnie yips this time, he’s not holding back much. But she is determined to accept his entire punishment. She steadies her resolve and digs in.

The blows come in a steady cadence. Tanner does pause between them, but not for long. Ronnie’s cheeks gradually turn more red, and the blows becoming more painful. She has to grit her teeth for each one, letting out mewling whimpers or high-pitched groans when that solid hand crashes against her normally alabaster bottom. She feels gathering wetness at the corners of her eyes.

After the last stroke Tanner lowers his hand and stands there, his own palm stinging in a way that he cannot completely dismiss as unpleasant. Ronnie briefly tumbles over onto her right side, facing him. She draws up her knees and wraps her arms around them, curling into herself for a few moments. Her shining wet eyes catch Tanner’s, and she sees the expression of satisfaction on his face. She took the punishment he laid out for her, now all is forgiven.

As it should be.

She raises herself up to a sitting position and dangles her feet over the side of the bed. Without speaking she locks eyes with Tanner, and holds her arms out to him, spreading them wide in the universal gesture for “hold me”.

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I’ve been around nude women nearly my entire life. Since I was 3 years old my mother worked as an exotic dancer for the High Five Gentleman’s Club. There was a special room in the back for the kids of the dancers in case they couldn’t get anybody to watch them while they worked. But it was me who was mostly there. They thought that I never saw them dancing or getting undressed backstage, but I had my ways of seeing them. Sometimes I saw my mother dance on stage. Of course back then I was too young to enjoy the sight of naked women. But the memory of all those women are still sketched in my brain.

My mother had me when she was 16. My father, I still don’t know who he is, decided to run away instead of taking the responsibility of his actions. She moved out of her parents house a couple of years later because she got tired of hearing them lecturing her about her ‘mistake,’ which was me. She worked a bunch of minimum wage jobs, but none paid well enough to take care of us both. Eventually she did some bartending for a couple of bars, then to the High Five Club. She started dancing when she realized that that was where the real money was. A few years later she started dating the club owner, he was a real nice guy, I was glad that she married him. But five years later he died of a heart attack and left the club to her.

She’s just the manager now, but every now and then she dances again for old time sakes. she was 38 years old now, but still looks hot as she was when she had me. She had long, light brown hair, very thin body, you can see her ribs, a nice pair of 38D tits which were real unlike some of the other dancers, and an ass that any guy would want to stick his dick into. I know this, because I’m one of those guys bursa escort that want to stick his dick into her. For years now I’ve been fantasizing about her, I know its unnatural for me to have these feelings, but how can I resist her. I try to shake the thoughts out of my head but I can’t.

One night, at around 2:30 a.m., I was with her all by ourselves cleaning up after a rowdy night. She was dressed in her usual managers uniform, which was a tight pair of black pants, and a sleeveless black shirt that tied in the middle but still showed an amazing amount of cleavage. How can I not be turned on by that? I worked there in the summers and on some weekends, we often stay alone together after the club closes to clean up, and sometimes just to talk over drinks. She danced that night for the first time in maybe a year and a half. She was still as good on stage as she ever was, but I was teasing her a bit and said she was loosing her touch.

“How can you say that?” she asked

“I’ve seen you dance here nearly a hundred times, but today you weren’t that good as before,” I said. Although I was just playing around with her, she really was good tonight.”

“I can’t believe you said that. Are you saying I don’t have what it takes anymore?”

I didn’t reply, I just smiled and shrugged my shoulders, getting her good and angry. I often did this to her just to joke around with her, I’m surprised she hasn’t caught on to that yet.

She gave me a cold angry stare, she was definitely mad. I was gonna tell her that I was kidding around, but then she made that look as if she was planning something and got me curious of what she was thinking.

“Come with me,” çanakkale escort she said grabbing my hand and taking me upstairs towards the couch dancing rooms.

“What are you doing?” I asked, although I had a good guess.

“You’ll see,” she said.

We entered the doors to the couch dancing room and let me to a red couch all the way to the end and made me sit down. I was a bout to speak but she to me to be quiet. She said that she was gonna prove to me that she still got what it takes, and she wasn’t gonna let me go until she finished. I knew better than to argue with her, although this time I was very excited of what was about to happen.

The music was still playing in the background with the volume turned down by half. She often kept it on when she was cleaning at nights. I was sitting on the soft plush couch, leaned down a bit, with my legs wide open like how you do with most exotic dancers when receiving a lap dance. She began by dancing in front of me, touching her tits and crotch. She looked at me with a sexy look that all dancers give there men in this room. After a few minutes she sat down on my legs, gyrating her hips around my groin. her tits were right in front of my face, I had the urge to stick my face in them but resisted. I got one of the biggest erections that I ever had, and she could feel it against her pussy. She then untied her shirt and flung it off. She was now wearing a very sexy black lacy bra. She then grabbed my head stuck it between those huge tits of hers. This was a dream come true. My hands were now on her back to keep her tits in my face.

“Take off the bra,” she said. I tried to find the latch, but it wasn’t rize escort there.

“No,” she said. “It’s in the front, use your mouth.”

And I did. I found the latch with my mouth, and used my teeth and tongue to undo it. Her bra snapped right open and I threw it right off of her. I grabbed her tits with my hands now, squeazing them, and sucking on the nipples.

She then pulled my head up and started kissing my passionately on the mouth. I almost couldn’t believe it. I was making out with my own mother. We did this for several minutes before she moved downwards to my pants. She unzipped it and pulled it down a little along with my underwear. My dick shot right up into her face, and she seemed surprised. She started rubbing the shaft with her hand, looking up at me with a smile as she did this.

After a while she stuck it between her tits and rubbed it between them. It felt great, I never fucked a woman’s tits before. And finally, she started licking the head of my erection, and kissing it with her lips. And then in one huge swallow she took all 8 inches of it into her mouth. Her lips were tightly sealed around the shaft, she bobbed her head up and down faster and faster. My hands were on her head guiding her motions. After 10 minutes I felt the need to cum, but resisted as long as I could to keep this moment going. But after another 10 minutes I warned her that I couldn’t hold on any longer and had to cum. It shot out like a volcano with stream after stream of my warm juices. She swallowed it all and sucked it dry.

After it was over she stood up. She scooped up the cum that was coming off the side of her mouth with her finger and licked it off. I handed her shirt and bra, and she put them back on. I still sat there with my pants down, still in disbelief over what happened. She bent down and gave me another soft kiss on the mouth.

“Don’t ever say that I don’t have what it takes anymore ever again,” she said. And gave me another kiss. She walked away and left me there to think about what had just happened.

To Be Continued…Maybe

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Chapter 01: The Journey is The Reward

My name is Tom. This summer my Mom (41) and Dad (46) took me to a trip to Europe for my 18th birthday. I wanted to visit Europe for a long time, so my parents knew how much it meant to me. Although I wasn’t thrilled that they bought three tickets. I wanted to go alone. Spending the summer with my parents didn’t sound all that exciting. But they bought the tickets… and it was still a trip to Europe, so I couldn’t say no to that.

Although, the timing of the trip could have been better, because about five weeks before the trip started, I had a minor knee surgery. I twisted and hurt my knee playing basketball. But the surgery went well, my knee was already feeling a lot better. I didn’t need my crutches anymore, but I still brought my knee immobilizer, just as a precaution.

We planned on spending a month in Europe, go to different countries and places, do some sightseeing, but we started off with an ordinary summer vacation. Which meant that we spent the first five days in a hotel at the beach.

We didn’t really sleep in the main building though. The hotel also had ten small huts. They were made entirely out of wood and were surrounded by trees and palms so that each hut had it’s private area. These huts were also located far away from were all the other guests spent their time.

My parent’s bed was located right in the living room, but I had my own little room. There was a bathroom in there, so we had anything we needed.

Of course, the beach was overcrowded with people, so we spent the entire first day at the pool. In the evening we walked into town, looked at the stores went to have dinner… we did pretty much the same thing all the other tourists did.

When we were walking back to the hotel, a guy on the street handed me a flyer. There were a lot of these guys trying to promote all kinds of things. But this one guy, told me about a trip to a private beach, which, apparently was the most beautiful beach in the area. He told me, that they would get you there by boat and that you could spend the entire day there on the beach and they would bring you back in the evening. He also told me that they were the only ones who were allowed to get people there, so it’s never too crowded there. He handed me the flyer, which had a view of the beach on it. It looked amazing. I had to go there.

So, when we got back to our hut, I told my parents that I wanted to go there the next day.

“Are you sure that’s a good idea? Going on a boat…”

“Your Mom is right, I don’t think your knee would enjoy that all that much.”

I held up my knee immobilizer.

“That’s why I brought this thing. Come on. I have to go there.”

After discussing the pros and cons for another ten minutes, I persuaded my parents. But of course, they planned on going with me. They didn’t want me to go to a secluded island, on a boat, with my slowly recovering knee, all by myself. So I did what I had to do: I accepted the fact that they would come along, as long as I could spend the day at the beautiful beach.

So the next morning, I was wearing my swimming trunks, carrying my knee immobilizer and was ready to go. But when I came into the living room, I found out that my Dad didn’t feel so good. He had a really bad stomach ache, apparently from something he ate the night before.

So I thought: “That’s my chance!”

“Look, if Dad isn’t feeling so good, I’m going alone.”

“What? No way, Mister. We can go tomorrow. Or maybe the day after that.”

“Look, Mom, we are only here four more days. What if Dad’s sick for more than one day, and we can’t go at all. I really wanna go today. Nothing is going to happen. I can go by myself.”

It didn’t look like Mom was about to agree.

“I’m sorry Tom, but I don’t want you to go on that boat alone.”

Mom had always been overly protective.

But then all of a sudden, Dad got in on the conversation.

“Look, honey, why don’t you go with him. He obviously doesn’t take no for an answer. Plus, it’s HIS birthday trip. We said we wanted to give him a trip to remember…”

“But…”

“I’m fine. I’m just sick. Maybe I need to puke, or go to the bathroom, but other than that, I’m fine. I’ve got food and water. And I’ve got my meds. I’ll be alright.”

“I don’t know honey…”

“Don’t argue with me, Babe… I want you two to go. Have a great time, okay!?”

Wow. Okay. Now, even I felt bad. Leaving my sick father all by himself to go to the most beautiful beach ever… But Mom just said:

“Okay, honey.”

So she got a big beach bag and threw in some clothes, sun cream, a few books and stuff like that. The she took two huge beach towels and put them on top of everything. And then she changed into her bathing suit while I waited in front of the hut. I was putting on my knee immobilizer when Mom came out. She was wearing her dark purple bathing suite and had a pink silky cloth tied around her waist.

“Come on, Mister. This has to be one hell of a beach. This day has to be amazing. After all, we are leaving your muğla escort sick father behind.”

I felt a little bad, but I wanted it that way. I wanted to go there.

So, after a ten minute walk, we got to the dock where the boat was set to take off. And as soon as I saw the boat, I was a bit confused. There were no seats.

We were a little early, so I walked up to the guy who was apparently responsible for the trip.

“Hello. I’m Tom. I’ll take two tickets.”

“Okay. No problem.”

“But… is this the boat we’re using?”

“Yes.”

“Oh. Okay. Look, I kind of expected the boat to have seats.”

I nodded down to my knee and the knee immobilizer.

“So apparently everybody’s standing the entire ride… but as you can see… I might have a slight problem with that. Does that mean I can’t go?”

“Oh yeah. I saw. What happened?”

“I was playing basketball. Long story.”

“Look… it’s no problem. We do have two seats in the back. In each corner of the boat. You need to unlock it and take it down. Just choose one.”

“Oh that’s great. Thank’s a lot, man.”

“No problem.”

He handed me the tickets and I waved Mom over.

“Oh, but make sure you’ll be the first one back at the boat this evening.”

“Yeah. I will. Thanks.”

So when Mom came over, we were the first one’s to get on the boat. To get on the boat, from the dock, was the hardest part. But I managed to pull it off.

“There is a seat in the back.”

So, Mom and I walked to the back of the boat. Of course the boat rocked back and forth, so Mom took my hand and tried to support me as best as she could.

When we got to the back, I put down the seat and sat down. Mom put the beach bag down next to me. She stood in front of me and grabbed one of the handles which were mounted on the sunshine roof. And then we had to wait…

As time passed, more and more people entered the boat. A large, over-weight guy took the second seat, in the other corner of the boat. Twenty minutes later, fifty or sixty people were already on the boat. It got more and more crowded. So I took my knee immobilizer off. I realized that there would be no room for me to have my legs stretched out.

There were another fifteen or so people on the dock. Mom came closer and closer. She had to. There was no room on the boat anymore. And then finally, the engine started and the last guys got on the boat. Mom was so close to me, that her feet were actually between mine. She was wearing her big sun hat and she was already looking pissed off.

And then the boat started to move and everything got even more tense. I saw that a large, unattractive man with a beer belly hit Mom in the back with his elbow a number of times. Mom bent forward and over me as best as she could, but it was clearly very uncomfortable for her.

“Mom!”

She didn’t hear me. The engine was pretty loud. Plus, there was the noise the motor boat made when it hit the waves and there was the sound of the wind. So I tipped her on the outside of her thigh.

Mom looked down on me.

“Sit down. It’s too crowded in here.”

But she just shook her head. But about five minutes later the unappealing beer drinker had hit her in the side three more times, so I tipped her on her thigh again.

It was my fault she was on this boat. We left Dad at the hotel. And now Mom was clearly pissed off.

“Come on. Sit down. I don’t mind… You don’t have enough room to stand…”

With my head I nodded to the guy who was hitting her constantly.

“You’re right.”

So Mom gave in, and sat down on my lap. Of course, naturally, I expected her to sit down on the edge of my right knee, but she couldn’t, because of my injury. So she sat down, not on my thighs, but on my lap. She had her left leg between my legs and her right leg on the outside of my right leg.

But now everything seemed easier. The unattractive guy turned around for an instance, to check what was going on behind him. He smiled at us and then turned back around.

Mom looked back at me. She smiled, too.

“Thanks honey.”

So now, Mom was sitting on my lap, and we could have a quiet an uneventful trip to the beach. Or so I thought.

Because, as time went by, I felt Mom’s weight on me. But I didn’t feel it on my thighs, but on my dick. My penis was lying to one side… on my right thigh… and that’s exactly where Mom was sitting on. I had a bad feeling.

The guy I bought the tickets from, told me it would take up to forty-five minutes to get to the beach, which meant that it would probably take another half an hour to get there. Oh boy.

I tried to think of something else. But I couldn’t. The rocking motions of the boat didn’t help. Every second Mom’s and my ass was lifted off the seat for a split second. And when the boat hit the wave, both our asses were slammed down back into the seat… Well my ass was slammed down into the seat. Mom’s ass was slammed onto me. Onto my dick.

It was a strange feeling. The fabric of ordu escort my swimming trunks was stroking and fondling my dick, and Mom’s ass was massaging it. If it hadn’t been Mom sitting on top of me, it would have been an amazing feeling. Strip clubs should build their establishments on motor boats, because the rocking motions of the boat would make any lap dance a hundred times better.

I needed to concentrate on something else. But how could I?

And then I felt it. I felt my dick move. Oh fuck. I was starting to get hard.

Without my intention my leg twitched. It was my way of my brain telling my dick not to get hard. But Mom obviously didn’t feel my dick, because she misinterpreted the twitching of my leg.

“Does your knee hurt honey?”

I could barely hear her. It was so loud on the boat.

“A little.”

“Do you want me to stand up again?”

Oh boy. What now? I didn’t want Mom to sit on my dick the entire ride, but I definitely didn’t want Mom to be pissed off.

“No. But could you maybe shift your weight around a little bit?”

Mom didn’t say anything. She just nodded and lifted her pelvis slightly and sat back down. For a moment I thought that everything was okay now, but it turned out, now my dick was exactly between Mom’s cheeks. Before, she was sitting on it, with her cheek and thigh, but now my dick was placed between her ass cheeks.

And as soon as she sat back down, the rocking motions of the boat were taking effect again. Mom’s ass was now sliding up and down on my dick. And every wave ensured that the position of my dick changed a little bit and that Mom’s ass would land on it.

Plus, it was weird, the soft, ripped material on the inside of my swimming shorts felt absolutely amazing on my naked skin. By now, my dick was already semi-erect. I tried to see Mom’s face. She was looking out of the boat and onto the ocean. She was looking calm and normal, like nothing was happening. Maybe she didn’t feel me? Oh boy, I hoped so.

But the longer the ride lasted, the harder my dick got. By now, it was pointing up. And then, the boat hit the next wave and all of a sudden Mom froze. It lasted just a split second. Then she looked up at the guy in front of her and to her side. And then she unclenched and turned her head again. She continued to look to the left… out to the ocean.

I didn’t know what to do. Mom must have felt my dick between her legs. But she didn’t say anything. She didn’t stand up. I was freaking out. My heart was beating so fast. I tried to find a clear thought. But I couldn’t. Every two seconds the boat hit another wave and Mom’s ass cheeks were massaging my dick again. It was a nice rhythm, too. Which resulted in enormous pleasure. My dick got even harder.

And then something weird happened. The rhythm of the boat pretty much stayed the same… Hitting a new wave every two seconds or so, but then all of a sudden I felt Mom’s pelvis press down, when I didn’t expect it. It must have been between two waves… What happened?

It felt like Mom didn’t want to wait for the next wave. Was that possible? I didn’t know. All I knew was, my dick was now hard as a rock. There is no way Mom didn’t feel it. My shaft was placed right between her cheeks.

Very thin swimming trunks and Mom’s bikini panties were the only things between my hard dick and her pussy. I looked around. Nobody noticed anything. Most of the people on the boat were facing away from us. Pretty much everybody was looking out onto the ocean. I saw some lips move, but I couldn’t hear what they were saying. Nobody looked in our direction. Plus, our heads were at the same level as everybody else’s groins. Nobody could really see us.

And I don’t think anybody would have noticed anything, even if they were looking in our direction. We didn’t really move. Our upper bodies remained pretty still during all of this. They only parts of our bodies that moved, were our hips.

I was so ashamed and at the same time, turned on. Mom was basically dry humping me. I didn’t know if she really pushed down, but it didn’t matter. It felt absolutely amazing, having my dick massaged by her ass cheeks. She was sliding up and down. And with every wave, her pelvis was pushed onto my hard dick. And since it was detained by my swimming shorts, it slid between Mom’s legs, poking her. Mom must have felt my dick between her cheeks, on her pussy and between her legs. She didn’t say anything. She just looked out of the boat.

The pleasure was overwhelming. I thought I might cum soon. I tried not to gasp. I didn’t want to make any noise. Mom’s ass was sliding down my shaft and I thought I couldn’t hold back any longer. But then all of a sudden, the boat slowed down. I looked up, and saw the beach approach.

I was so fucking relieved. But now I had a new problem. I had a raging hard on. How could I possibly get off the boat? I had no idea. I panicked.

And then the boat had reached its place at the dock and stopped. I saw that some people were already moving, getting off the boat. I had osmaniye escort to think. But then all of a sudden Mom, without standing up, or turning around, said:

“Could you take the beach towels, honey. The bag is too heavy for me.”

I mumbled something which sounded like: “Yeah.”

And then more and more people got off the boat and Mom finally stood up. Slowly. She didn’t turn around. And while she stood up, I took the beach towels and placed them on my lap to hide my erection.

I put on my knee immobilizer and somehow, while waiting for everybody to get off the boat, my dick got limp again. As soon as everybody got off the boat, Mom took my elbow and helped me to get off the boat as well. It was a strange feeling to feel her fingers on me, after what just happened.

Mom didn’t say anything. We just quietly followed all the other people. And then we saw the beach. It looked amazing. The water was bluish-green and the sand was almost white. It looked beautiful. Mom and I walked on the beach for a while, to find a nice spot for us and then we put our beach towels down on the sand and lay down.

We didn’t do much, the entire day. We just enjoyed the sun and the view. Mom spent most of her day reading a book, while I was listening to music on my ipod. From time to time we cooled off in the ocean. The water was absolutely perfect. But I couldn’t really relax. I thought about the ride on the boat. I knew it was sick to get a hard on with your mother on your lap. But it felt too good to be true. My dick didn’t care who it was giving him the lap dance. But I did. Mom must think that I’m sick. I was so embarrassed. And what was even worse: we had to get back on the boat again. Oh god, I hoped that Mom wouldn’t sit on my lap again. I couldn’t think about anything else the entire day.

Plus, I was so close to an orgasm that morning, that I was extremely horny the entire day. I needed another dip in the ocean to cool off.

At some point Mom got us sandwiches from the beach bar, that was located right there at the edge of the beach.

“Here you go honey.”

“Thanks.”

“You were right… It is really beautiful here.”

“Too bad Dad couldn’t come. I hope he’s alright.”

Mom didn’t respond. All she said was:

“Just enjoy your day. It’s your birthday surprise. We wanna make you happy.”

She didn’t really look at me. And I couldn’t look at her either. So we just lay on the beach next to each other the entire afternoon. On the evening Mom went into a changing booth. She came out wearing a white tank top and a pair of pink, wide hot pants. After that, we went to the beach bar to have dinner. After we finished, we headed back to the dock. The guy told me we had to be the first ones there, so we got there early.

Again, Mom helped me to get on the boat and to the seat I had in the morning. I sat down and took off my knee immobilizer. Mom placed the beach bag next to me and remained standing. She didn’t sit down.

I was relieved. Or was I? The entire day I hoped that Mom wouldn’t sit on my lap again. But now… as I was sitting there again, horny as I was, I was wishing she would sit down on my lap again. But she didn’t.

By the time we got to the boat, it was already getting dark. And while we were waiting for everybody to get on board, it got darker and darker. Everybody seemed to be really tired from their day in the sun, because I saw nobody talking or anything. Everybody moved very slowly.

But about twenty minutes later, everybody was back on the boat. This time, Mom was standing next to two other women. The unattractive guy with the beer belly was nowhere to be seen. So I guess this time nobody would hit Mom in the back. I realized that Mom wasn’t going to sit down this time.

When the engine started, the noise seemed even louder than this morning. And then the boat slowly started to move away from the dock. As before, everybody was facing to the inside of the boat, with their heads turned, looking out onto the ocean.

And then slowly, the dock disappeared and with it, the light of the bulb, which was mounted on the dock. And soon we were surrounded by darkness. We did see the dark waves and the lights coming from the shore, but on the inside of the boat, it was pretty dark.

Like everybody else, I was pretty tired. I thought about closing my eyes, but then I saw that Mom was moving.

“I have to sit down again, okay?”

I didn’t know what to say.

“Yeah, sure.”

I quickly rolled up the legs of my bathing shorts. I thought, if there was more material between Mom and me, I wouldn’t feel all that much. And then I leaned back.

Mom slightly turned and then sat down on my lap. Nobody around us cared. And then Mom took off her huge sun hat, it was dark, so she didn’t need it anymore, and put it down on her lap.

And then, the boat picked up speed.

That morning, almost fifteen minutes passed until Mom sat down on my lap. This time, it didn’t even take two minutes. So we pretty much had the entire ride ahead of us.

And this time, it was even harder to think about anything else. It was so dark, that I couldn’t watch the other people. There was only one thing I could concentrate on: Mom’s ass on my lap. And what can I say… I was horny all day… it was completely dark out… and I had all day to think about what happened that morning… so within three minutes, my dick got hard.

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Today was just going to be one of those days, the totally shitty one. Don’t give me that, you’ve had them too; the kind where is seems like nothing is going your way.

My English Lit professor had given out the list of approved books for our end of semester report, and frankly I didn’t know three quarters of the damn titles. My friend Lisa was supposed to come over and help me study for my chemistry exam tomorrow, but was too busy fucking her boyfriend to make it over. Which only added to things since my own boyfriend was working the late shift.

The final topper was about to hit as I eased myself back on my bed, my laptop set off to the side. My brain was fried from all the damn chemistry formula’s and I needed to destress…bad.

My bedroom door was locked, mom was down doing dishes or whatever, and dad was secluded in his office down the hall. It was time to break out my little friend and see if I couldn’t take the edge off things.

Yeah, I live at home with the folks, so bite me. A lot of my friends had gone for campus dorms, or shared housing; but honestly it just killed me to spend that kind of money when I only lived thirty minutes from the campus. No offense, when you are female and nineteen, there are a lot of other things you can spend money on than room and board. Like clothes and the newest iPhone; what can I say I’m a girl?

Besides, mom and dad were pretty cool about things. They gave me my space, let me have friends, and generally left me on my own as long as I kept my grades up at college. Hell, they even ignored the occasional visits from my boyfriend, and I know I’m not always the quiet one when it comes to getting my brains fucked out.

Which, by the way; I like. Some people will say they like sex; not me. I like fucking; and I mean down and dirty, rutting in the dirt, fuck my brains out. It’s one of the reasons I have a bit of a hard time keeping a boyfriend.

Getting them is pretty easy; and it helps when you’re nineteen, have blonde hair to your shoulders; perky firm 36C breasts with fat little nipples. I played soccer and volleyball in high school so kept in good shape. Add to all that a 34 waist and flat tummy and you get the idea.

What I can’t get is why when you have a hot blonde girlfriend; who loves to fuck; why you aren’t banging her ass off every chance you get. I admit I’m a bit more aggressive in the sex department, maybe it scares them off; for whatever reason it always seems to happen. Just like it has been happening with my recent boyfriend. Oh the sex was still decent, but it was starting to fizzle, and I knew it would only be a few months and I would be back to finding someone new.

And that brings me back to where I was; stretching out on my bed, my stretch sweat pants down to my knees, and holding my little friend. That is if you can call an eight inch ribbed cylinder little, but definitely my friend.

It only took a few minutes to get things nice and lubed up; using that quietly humming little tip on my aching clit sent nice little tremors through my belly.

“Fuck yesss” I sighed as I slid home. Fuck that felt good as I felt my walls stretch.

“Come on baby…fuck me.” I grunted as I gripped the end with both hands.

I started with a nice slow tempo, sliding in and out nice and deep. I could hear the wet sucking as my pussy gripped that monster. The little ribs were dragging across my swollen lips, and the quiet hum was sending pulses through my walls.

Closing my eyes, I started to slowly pick up the pace. I could feel my juices oozing out around my toy and dripping down my ass.

“Fuck me baby” I groaned as my eyes closed.

Just so you know; it wasn’t my boyfriend that filled my vision right then and it wasn’t some hot movie star either. I admit; I had a thing for older men, though I had never been with one. There was something about the idea of their skill and knowledge, and how to pleasure a woman that lingered in my mind.

As my belly flexed, and I began to really churn that thing in and out; visions of this bear of a man in his forties, spreading my legs wide by my ankles, filled my mind. I could see his slight belly, the hair on his chest; and god could I feel that cock as it began to pound into me.

“Oh fuck yeah” I grunted. “Take me baby” I moaned as I picked up the pace even more.

A light sheen of sweat began to cover my face as I began to really drill into myself. Both hands gripped the round base, as I drove that thing deep into my aching cunt. You got it, when I start it’s a nice tight pussy; once I get revved up, it turns into a dripping wet cunt.

“Fuck me…fuck me” I moaned as I started shoving even faster.

There I was; climbing that wall, pounding my juicy cunt as my ass began to meet my own thrusts. I could even feel the delicious first waves as my orgasm built; when the unthinkable happened.

My eyes snapped open and I groaned, as I felt the humming begin to fade in my belly. Noooo…no…no…no; I wanted to scream.

FUCK, I almost screamed as the last tremor hummed through bilecik escort my cunt, and then silence. Not now, goddammit why does the fucking thing have to die now.

Yanking my cream coated dildo out, I shook it, and then slapped it on the bed. Fucking thing, I growled; of all the damn times for the fucking batteries to die.

Rolling on my side I began rummaging in the small stand beside my bed, I always kept spares in there; I knew I had some. The fucker took four double A batteries, I thought as my hand searched the drawer. I pulled back, looking at the two small batteries. Two, where the hell was the other two?

FUCK! I almost screamed. I had taken them out a couple of days ago for my game controller; the same game controller that was sitting by the television downstairs. The fact I had never replaced them and it was my own fault did not fail to hit home.

Frustrated I tossed the abandoned toy onto the bed, and pulled my sweats and panties back up. Fuck, I could feel the thin fabric of my panties cling to my moist lips and it sent a shiver through me. I need those batteries, was all I could think of as I headed for my door.

OK, I admit it; I not only love fucking; but once I start don’t get in my way. It’s like that’s all my nineteen year old brain can focus on. Having been that close to orgasm, only to slide back down; was driving my mind and body insane. I needed relief, and fucking NOW.

Yanking open the door, I started for the stairs. I could hear the television, and figured mom was now in the living room, having finished the dishes; great, now I would have to explain to her why I wanted the batteries.

I love my mother, don’t get me wrong; but over the last few years mom has kind of gone from that normal I remember as a little girl; to a conservative old maid. Mom used to sunbathe in a bikini and wear short skirts showing off her legs. Something about when she turned forty-five things changed. She never wore a swimsuit anymore, and about all I ever saw her in were slacks and turtlenecks.

I could just hear it now, telling Grandma Moses I needed the batteries so I could diddle my cunt off; that would go over like a bomb. I hesitated at the top of the stairs, trying to formulate what I would say, when I heard the soft music from down the hall. DAD! Fuck, he’s in his office. Maybe he has some batteries; I turned without even thinking clearly, and headed back down the hall.

The door to dad’s study was closed, but I could hear he soft music coming from inside. Honestly, in my frenzied state, it never occurred to me I should knock; I just eased the door open and looked inside.

The music was playing from the stereo by the door, which only partly answered why dad never heard the door. The other reason was that his whole attention was on his computer screen.

Like me, Dad loved gamming, and his computer was like his baby. He built the damn thing; it had a top end graphics card, liquid cooled, and a thirty-six inch monitor the size of a television; which at that moment was definitely not showing the game he was currently playing. Holy fuck, I almost shit. I stared as a man in his mid-forties shoved the fattest dick I had ever seen, into the tight wet cunt of a teenage girl.

I felt a sudden gush of my own fluids as the older man all but mauled the young girl. Now that’s fucking, I thought; as he began to pound into her tight little body. I glanced at dad, but with the back of his high office chair to me, I couldn’t tell. Was he masturbating, I wondered.

The idea my dad was jerking off to a May December scene was sending a tremor through my belly; a tremor that suddenly reminded me why I was here. I slowly backed out and eased the door shut. Knocking loudly, I waited the minute I knew dad was shrinking his screen before he called for me to come in.

“Hay dad, I’m sorry to bug you.” I said.

“Its OK sweetie” he smiled. “What can I do for you?”

God, he was the ever the loving father. In the middle of hot sex and he could drop everything and think of me. It made me look at him in a different light. It also didn’t help that he had a fucking huge bulge in his jeans when he turned to face me. God, how big was that thing, then I shook myself. This is your fucking dad, I thought.

“Ummm, do you have any batteries?” I asked.

“I might” Dad answered. “What kind?”

“Double A” I couldn’t tear my eyes from that bulge. My hazed brain was running over half of what I was doing, and I couldn’t stop it.

“Check the drawer on the stereo stand” Dad said.

I turned and bent over to rummage in the small drawer. Just as my hand wrapped around two batteries, I glanced over my shoulder. Jesus, was he checking my ass, I wondered. His eyes were glues to me as slowly I rose back up.

As I tuned, my sweats shifted with my movement, and I could feel the wetness between my thighs. Oh my God, he could see I was wet. My dad was staring at the wet crotch of his nineteen year old daughter.

I slowly walked manisa escort back to his chair, the two batteries clutched in my grip. Jesus, I could feel my hips sway as I moved. I watched his face, how his eyes moved with me. They seemed locked higher this time. I glanced down and sure enough my rock hard nipples were straining against the thin tank top I was wearing.

I already had two batteries in my room; I had enough with these two; so someone tell me why I picked that moment to lie.

“There’s only two…I need four” I said softly.

Dad sat mutely, staring at my breasts; I had this horrible urge to thrust my chest out at him, but somehow resisted. Slowly his eyes rose to look me in the face, confusion written in his look.

“You need four?” He seemed off balance; God does the same thing happen to him, I wondered as my hazed brain controlled me.

“Yeah, it won’t work on two.” I said.

“It won’t work on two?” He asked. “What won’t work on two?” he looked at me.

One glance at that bulge in his lap and my nineteen year old brain just shot down; but my mouth kept working.

“My vibrator” I told him. “It takes four batteries.” God did I just say that to my dad?

“Vibrator” Dad moaned back.

“MY vibrator” I repeated. “I’m horny as hell and it died.” I told him.

“Oh Jesus” Dad moaned. “Sorry sweetie, I think that’s all I have.” He said.

I glanced over at the closed door to his office, and then back at his face. I could see the sweat forming on his brow and how his hands clenched on the arms of the chair. I should have turned and left; gone back to my room and started where I had left off.

Today had been a totally shitty day and I wasn’t in the mood; what I was in the mood for was between this man’s thighs. Against my better judgement, I stayed, and I made it even worse.

“Turn it back on.” I could hear the rasp in my own voice.

“Turn it…” dad stuttered.

“The movie” I told him. “I need to finish, I want to watch.”

Nothing like admitting I had seen him watching porn. Any normal father would have raged at his daughter at that moment; I knew dad was in the same position I was when his hand reached for the mouse.

I watched the screen as me brought the clip back up again. It was paused at the perfect moment for my fogged brain. The girl was stretched out on her face on the bed, while the older man mounted her from above.

I heard the mouse click, and watched as the man resumed movement; his hips pounding down into the girl. Every blow made the cheeks of her ass shake as he rammed into her like a pile driver. God, now that was fucking.

I was a bit surprised there was no sound, and then saw the ear buds sitting on the desk in front of dad. Setting down the batteries, I reached out and picked up the bud, bringing it to my ear. I saw dad start to move to stop me, but then hesitate. I found out why when I slipped it in my ear.

“Fuck me daddy, fuck me harder.” filled my ear. I felt the hugest tremor shoot trough my body as I stared at the screen.

Without turning my eyes, I slid one hand down my belly, inching my fingers under the waist band of my sweatpants. My fingers crept lower and lower towards my now leaking pussy.

“Go ahead and finish” I whispered at dad; not taking my eyes from the screen.

I didn’t hear him move, but that didn’t stop me. My fingers slid over my mound, then down into the wet crevice. I moaned softly as one finger slid into my soaked cavern. That was apparently all it took.

I sensed dad shift beside me and the rustle of cloth in the quiet room. His elbow rested on the arm of his chair, but I caught slight movement out of the corner of my eye.

I added a second finger as the man on the screen pulled the girls hips back, bringing her ass into the air. Now on all fours on the bed, she was taking a pounding and by the sounds in my ear, loving every second.

Realizing I was wearing the ear bud, it meant dad no longer had sound. Once again judgement went out the window as I opened my mouth.

“She loves it, you can hear it.” I said hoarsely. I didn’t expect dad to reply, and when he did it totally caught me off guard.

“She likes having her daddy pound her cunt.” There was no hesitation in his words, they were strong and powerful.

I turned to tell him as the girl on the screen was squealing like a stuck pig; when his lap came into view. I meant to look him in the eyes, but only made it to his lap before my gaze locked. Jesus, how could you not stare; I mean that thing had to be at least eight or nine inches long, it was thick as a hell, and fucking rock hard.

“Because it’s so big” I gasped, staring at that hunk of meat.

“I bet it fills her tight little twat.” Oh fuck I almost buckled at my father’s words.

Was he still talking about the movie? I tore my eyes from his groin and looked up. His eyes were locked on my own waist; watching the cloth of my sweatpants move in time to my plunging finger. That was mersin escort it; the movie was gone for both of us. The point of no return had been crossed like a race car blowing across a finish line.

“Big, fat daddy cock” I moaned as my eyes dropped back to his lap.

I stared in wonder as his fist pumped up and down that shaft, the veins pulsing in front of me. I had lost my virginity by the time I was sixteen; fucked more guys that I could shake a stick at; but never in my life had I watched a full grown man jerk off.

“I’ll bet she’s nice and tight” Dad grunted.

“Fuck yes” I moaned back; adding a second finger to my now drenched cunt. Yep, I had devolved down again; the pussy was gone, all I had now was a hungry cunt.

“She likes showing daddy her hot little cunt.” Dad’s voice filled my ears over the squealing in the ear bud.

God how did he know the perfect thing to say? My other hand shot to my waist and I tugged the elastic waist of the sweat pants down; letting the cloth free to fall and puddle at my ankles.

“I bet daddy loves her tight teenage cunt” my voice was hoarse.

I spread my feet, opening my thighs more. I glanced up and could see his eyes locked to my shaved cunt. Not being a true blonde, I made sure to always be shaved smooth; that way a guy never truly knew. At this moment, it also meant that my swollen lips were on full display to my father’s hungry eyes.

“Her tight little walls wrapping around his thick daddy cock.” Dad grunted.

I could see his cock jerk in his grip when my sweats fell to the floor. A drop of pre cum seeped from the tip and I felt the overwhelming desire to lean forward and lick it onto my tongue.

“I bet…she cums…on his cock.” I gasped.

By now I had added a third finger; and the wet smack of my hand against my mound was audible as I pounded my fingers up into myself. I had to grip the edge of the desk as I shoved my hand harder and harder into myself.

Dad had matched the tempo of my fingers; I could hear the slap of his fist every time my hand hit my mound. I could feel my walls clenching around my fingers, panting as my body climbed once again.

“Does she want her daddy to cum inside her?” Dad grunted out.

MY brain snapped; the movie totally disappeared as I felt that familiar knot growing in my belly. Fuck this was going to big, I realized. MY eyes were locked to that pumping fist as my juices coated my hand between my thighs.

“Fill me daddy” I gushed out. “Fill my cunt with your seed, make me yours.” I babbled

“Fuck you so good” Dad moaned.

“Yessssss, fuck me daddy.” I hissed back.

“Fill that tight cunt” he panted. “Hot, thick daddy seed.”

“Fuck meeeeeee” I moaned.

I watched his ass drive up off the chair, as I rammed my fingers as deep as I could get them. Somehow, even then, we met together. As my orgasm lit up my belly, I watched his face clench in raw passion.

“Fuuckkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk” Dad moaned. I watched as a thick rope of jizz shot out the tip and arched through the air.

“Arrghhhhhhhhhhhhh” I wailed with him. My body spasmed and shook as my orgasm tore through me. A hot gush of fluids erupted from between my thighs, coating my hand and dripping to the floor.

I stared as a second and third thick rope pumped out, coating his hand. Fuck, how much did he cum, I thought. I could feel my belly flexing as the waves rolled through me with one of the most intense climax’s of my life.

By the time we both had eased back down my thighs were drenched in a flood of my cream and his entire lap was covered in this cum. I saw the look of guilt that grew on his face. Now was not the time to discuss this. I scooped up the batteries and reached down to gather my sweatpants.

Just as I reached the door, I stopped. I didn’t dare turn around and face him; but I just had to say it.

“That was fucking fantastic” I whispered; then slipped out the door.

Back in my room, I loaded the batteries in my toy, and promptly pummeled my cunt to two mind blowing orgasms; each one with the image of my father driving his fat dick up into my needy cunt.

As I collapsed back on my bed, it was my turn to feel the guilt. I knew what we had done was wrong, in fact beyond wrong. I reasoned it had been a moment of weakness for both of us, our hormones taking control. I silently vowed to myself to not let it happen again.

Two days later I got the chance to get together with my boyfriend. I figured maybe having sex would help purge the thoughts that kept coming into my brain every time I masturbated. It back fired, and big.

The fact that it was my father’s face I saw every time I masturbated; didn’t help matters. It had taken every ounce of my will to not call out for him as two days of frustrated masturbation were taken out on those fresh batteries.

Comparing the image of being on all fours on a bed, while this mature man hammer’s your quaking cunt, to the cramped and sweaty back seat of a car; that’s like comparing cold oatmeal to steak.

You would think images like that would excite you, spur you on. Nope, for me it had the opposite effect; I just lay there and let a sweating humping boy do his thing. When he finally stiffened on top of me, and let out his thin drizzle of cum, I couldn’t help but compare it to what it would feel like to have those ropes of hot seed flooding into me.

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I am one of those women who are designated by others as being “pleasingly plump.” I have just passed my twentieth birthday, my name is Allison Porter, and I live in Destin, Florida. My parents are normal, wonderful people who live in Texas and who I thought to be the dumbest inhabitants of the planet until I had an opportunity to get out in the world and discover what real flakes and nuts are like.

Early on, that being the seventh grade, I had to face the fact that genes had more impact on my appearance than anything else. At that stage in life no matter how attractive anyone is, all your friends grab that one thing that’s odd or different about you and play on it till they drive you away or make you crack. Mine was being heavier or ‘plump.’

Well, I didn’t break under peer pressure. As I stare at myself in the mirror I see a young woman five feet and seven inches tall, weighing around 150 pounds, with short, curly black hair and living inside what they call an hourglass figure. Once I hated this body; now I love it. I’m not really fat anywhere, just nice and…well…plump. My arms are full but not pudgy, my hips are broad and sexy, and my legs are big but again, not outsized. My thighs are pretty, firm, and my calves are curved and shapely, coordinated with the rest of my body. You could say that I’ve got really powerful legs.

I really have fun with my breasts. I’m what they call a BBW, a big-breasted woman. Yeah…I love ’em, too! My boobs don’t stand out high on my chest like I once wished they did. They’re big and heavy and full; I’ve got pretty cleavage because my boobs are close together, but they round out to the side so that they touch my arms. My nipples are large and very dark brown. Details? Okay, my bra size is a 34EE. Happy now?

Guess I’m a little bit odd, too, since I have facial hair that starts its growth about halfway between my mouth and my ears and grows longer until it pretty much covers my ears. I really enjoy it. It creates a different and intriguing appearance to my face. And you might as well know, too, that about three years ago I started letting the hair grow under my arms. Just wanted to see what it looked and felt like.

I’m glad I did. It feels and looks so sexy to me. It’s long and dark black and heavy like the fur on my face, and since I have good posture it shows in front of my arms when I wear sleeveless blouses and sweaters. I did have trouble in high school, but I just covered it whenever possible. I had an okay dating schedule, and there were some boys who liked it. When I went out with them on dates I let them play with it…and with other things. Who would ever have thought that would make my dates happy? The underarm foliage, I mean. Still, I thought I resembled a hog and whatever enjoyment I could have had during those years…well, I had conned myself out of it.

Yes, to answer your questions ahead of time, now I look good in shorts and I wear them often. Yes, I have shaved my bush partially, sorta like a crew cut down there; the fur on my lips is short and I manicure it in the same fashion to about three inches above my pussy. And yes, I do have what my dates have called a “delicious little roll” around my middle when I wear a cut-off blouse and jeans or short shorts.

My navel has that plump look around its edges, and that gets me excited, too. Since last year when I had it pierced and a ring inserted, I usually wear a pendant there. I like the feel of the pendant swinging across my skin, and on dates I enjoy having my friends play with it if they want to.

But this is out of order. Here I am happy and enjoying me when that’s so different from how I once was. And you don’t even know what happened.

My mother and dad understood my unhappiness and realized two things: I needed a dose of reality about myself, and that couldn’t happen around our home in Galveston. Mom had a sister, Jeannette Wilder who is about ten years younger than she at fifty. She and her husband Adrian live here in Destin, they are really neat people, and she and Dad thought that I needed to come live here. My aunt and uncle had been urging me to come visit, anyhow, so they talked and I was shipped off to Destin here.

Best thing that could have happened to me.

My aunt and uncle are not exactly your average pair of wings, if you get what I mean. I had always liked them, but when I got here I was testy and acting as if they were going to offer me up as a sacrifice to some odd sun-and-sand god.

When I arrived at the Mobile airport Jeannette was the first one I saw, and I thought I’d fall over. She wasn’t nude or anything… actually, she was wearing a sleeveless blue denim blouse and tight white jeans with black high-heel western boots. She had no bra on and had fastened only the two shirt buttons just above her belt; she had rather small breasts but her blouse kept opening and I could see her tanned curves and pretty nipples. Uncle Adrian wore a golf shirt and walking shorts, and it was obvious that he exercised bayburt escort regularly. He had a pretty body.

I was acting like I had a case of the hives, so after a few efforts to make me feel at home Adrian smiled at her, then me, and started in on my reverse training.

“‘Nette,” he said, addressing my aunt, “Allison obviously has a case of the red ass. Best thing for us to do is head on out. Allison,” he said sort of absentmindedly, “you follow along if you want to. Here’s our address if you get lost before we get to the car.”

He smiled at me as if he’d discovered a secret he could not wait to see on the 5 o’clock news. I couldn’t believe what I was hearing.

“You oughta know, however, that taxis are very expensive here. It’s going to be cheaper if you ride with us.”

With that, he turned toward Jeannette, they giggled as if somebody’d told a joke, he stuck his hand inside her blouse and cupped her breast right there on the concourse, she kissed him, and……they walked off.

As if I was a potted plant!

I trailed along through the airport hating every second of this and absolutely certain that before I could find a way to get back home I would be dead. Life, I was certain, is that unjust.

The short version of this is that they showed me my room where I thought I’d be sentenced to serve out the coming three months of summer. Was I ever wrong, and I’m hardly ever wrong! It was a lovely room opening onto a broad deck that stepped down to a large swimming pool.

My aunt and uncle were already outside getting undressed for the afternoon. And nobody said anything to me. I was really mad. Then in a blaze of intellectual glory I realized that so far being mad had gotten me exactly nothing. I still felt rotten about myself, I still felt like an inflated turkey and they were outside having fun while I was inside having none.

I put on a pair of shorts, a tank top and flip-flops, grabbed a towel and went outside. They waved at me as if nothing had happened and they’d been expecting me.

“Come on in,” Jeannette shouted.

“Hasten, O beautiful woman,” followed Adrian.

I started thinking up twenty new and different reasons for not doing what every teenager in that part of the country would do, jump in the water. About that time my aunt who had worn a yellow halter top and hotpants untied her top and tossed it to one side. I thought she had lovely breasts but I hadn’t anticipated this. My uncle clapped and cheered. Then he pulled his tank top over his head, leaving on his jeans.

They looked at me as if they were expecting me to drop something. Like we were playing strip poker.

I did nothing. Without missing a beat my aunt pulled off her yellow hotpants and stood there naked. She had a lovely tan and it was obvious that she did it nude; she had no tan lines. She turned to my uncle and pointed.

“Okay, gorgeous man, off with your pants, or your head, or something like that!”

He laughed, unbuttoned his jeans and pulled them off. He wasn’t nude, but he wasn’t far from it, either. He was wearing a white thong made of an elastic waistband and a gold ring in front that suspended a tight, small see-through pouch. His body was beautifully smooth, devoid of any hair on his abdomen, balls and thighs. And I could see clearly his cock. He was not hardened, and that surprised me. I hated myself again because my first thought was, “O lord, yum-ymmmm-yummm!” I desperately wanted to be properly angry and instead I was getting steamy.

“All right, Allison. You’ve gotta do something, Honey,” shouted my aunt as she walked down the steps into the pool, her cute tits jiggling. I saw then that she had two nipple rings, and they were flipping around. When she bent over they fell downward. It really looked sexy. I was simultaneously pleased and mad at myself for being pleased with her pretty boobs.

This was about as much fun as a cold bath in winter, and I’d actually had several of those way back when. I kicked off my flip-flops. They refused to settle for that and stood waiting. By now I was embarrassed and even at my age I was so frustrated and miserable …I was ready to cry. My aunt knew very well what was going on and as I think back on it, she could have planned this situation. Ah, who knows? It worked.

“Allison,” said this sexy nude as she walked over to me, “I want to show you something. It may sound dumb and tacky to you at first, but humor your ageing aunt. Adrian is a handsome man, don’t you think?”

“Uh, huh,” I grunted suspiciously. Inside I thought he was a doll. I could have eaten him.

“He has very few inhibitions. So, he’s going to take off that thong-that-covers-nothing. Baby, take off your thong.”

Her husband removed his thong and I was right; he tanned nude, also. Adrian had a gorgeous cock with a pretty ball sac and he had no hair at all. He was beautifully smooth. And he was soft, not excited. If I was bartın escort a guy and had a woman like my aunt standing there naked, and I had the lovely body he did, I’d be hard as a rock. He was soft.

“Okay, Allison. You think I don’t know some things about you. One of those is that you believe you don’t look very nice. He and I are here to tell you that you are a real looker, you are a traffic-stopper, and you don’t even know it.

“I want to do an experiment, and if I’m wrong then you can laugh me off for the rest of the trip. But if I’m correct, then you and I are going to do some serious talking and take action.”

At least she was interesting. And so sexy. As I stood there I noticed how really pretty were her breasts and nipples. Her rings were loose and bounced about. Her pussy bush was a sweet puff of blonde hair above her clit hood. Her lips were smooth. Suddenly I had a desire to touch her sexually, something I’d never experienced. She walked over to me as my uncle stood there naked and sensual.

“I want you to begin taking off your clothes as I touch you, Allison. Very casually. Nothing hurried. And I want you to watch carefully my husband’s reaction. He’s not aroused now. See what happens when you undress, Baby.”

By this time my reserve was cracking. Here were two gorgeous people who wanted me to get out of my clothes. It was beginning to look like fun.

My aunt stood in front of me and whispered, “Please, trust us. I believe you’ll be quite surprised.” Then she kissed me on my mouth…and I really liked that. It caused a jet of electricity to shoot through me as if I’d stuck my finger into a power socket on the wall.

So, I started to pull off my tank top and I realized that Jeannette had moved behind me. As I raised my arms I felt her hands touching my waist, then scrambling up my body to my armpits. She very gently pulled my underarm fur as I tossed away the top. Her hands lightly skittered around to my back where she opened the hooks to my bra. I shivered with pleasure.

I glanced at my uncle and saw that when my aunt played with my underarm hair he began to harden very slightly. As he stood there smiling with his arms crossed, his lovely cock got thicker.

As I shrugged off the straps of my bra my aunt’s hands slid in onto my breasts. Oh, my, but that felt delicious! She feathered my nipples and they sprang to life; big, dark areoles, hard knobs on top of those dark circles. My entire body tingled as she fondled my breasts.

“Honey, you are so big and so beautiful. Be still and let me play for a while. And watch my husband.”

He was gorgeous. Adrian now was seriously aroused. His cock moved out before his thighs, hardening and becoming shiny as it swelled. Its tanned crown was pointed and fat, and I could easily distinguish the ridge around his cock above his hot spot. I could also see those blood vessels I always thought were so sexy on men. He stared at me and smiled gently.

“Look at your beautiful breasts, Allison. They are huge for your size and age. Your veins are barely visible around each breast, near each nipple, and they are so pretty. Think of me sucking on each one as my husband watches. Look at him swelling and hardening… so lovely and beautiful…. Allison, you are so sexy and so exciting. You have no idea how desirable you are.”

As her hands played with my breasts, and more lovingly and skillfully than any boy ever had, I thought of what she had said. She thought I was sexy and attractive.

“Jeannette, I am too heavy. People don’t like women like me.”

“Allison, there is a whole part of society out there, starting right here, who think your type of woman is gorgeous and doesn’t want anyone else. I am slender, like you think is the perfect model. But you are one of the sexiest women I know, Allison Porter. I think you are…luscious, sensual, delicious, desirable. And I am talking about those pretty rounded arms. I’m talking about your sexy hips and that flesh around your tummy that you think is fat. I call it your ‘hunger index.’ I’m talking about the smooth way your delicious boobs are firm yet somewhat pendulous and they bounce so damned wonderfully. And I’m talking about the way your shapely but plump waist widens into those lovely hips and thighs with those sexy powerful calves.

“Good heavens, girl! You would stop traffic and you don’t even know it!” She removed my shorts and my panties.

Nobody had ever talked to me like this. And all the time this naked woman was touching me, going everywhere on my body. Her hands played over my tummy, pulling my navel ring, caressing my hips and my thighs. She even knelt and caressed my calves. Then she ran her finger between the cheeks of my butt and touched my tight little hole. That was so intimate that I gasped.

I was also watching Adrian as his beautiful body responded to the more and more of me that she revealed. He stared at me with longing. I could tell. ığdır escort He wanted me, and that was a wonderful sensation for me. I was in a dream world.

He was becoming hard, hard, hard. As he stared at me his precious cock stood out before him as if it were some hard rod. He must have had seven or more inches of exquisite manhood. Could I really be this attractive, this sexy? These two adults were showing me that I had missed so much of myself.

But as I discovered very soon, they had not even begun to prove things to me.

“Allison, my husband is hard as a brick for you. You’ve watched him become aroused and not by me. By you, Dear. Let’s get in the pool for a while, then we’ll go inside.”

She and her husband each put their arm around me and we walked down the steps. Adrian brushed against me with that beautiful cock, and it felt as if I’d been lashed with a white hot poker.

When we were in the water Jeannette kissed me and shot her tongue deep into my mouth. Her saliva poured in, something I’d not experienced before. But now it was delicious, sensual and intimate like her caress of my hole a few moments before. I had to swallow quickly, and in contrast to what I might have thought of this beforehand, receiving juices from her mouth was extremely sexy to me. Her husband had one hand on my abdomen, caressing it as he tugged at my hairy armpit. Then he felt for my pussy.

I could hardly breathe. His fingers touched my clit, then entered my lips. In spite of being under water, it was obvious that I was sticky with excitement. He smiled tenderly and whispered into my ear.

“Allison, enjoy our affections. There’s lots more to come, and I mean that in two ways. I do believe my wife has designs on you.”

My aunt bent, lifted each of my breasts to her mouth and sucked my nipples as she bounced it. Her nipples were hard with excitement. Figuratively speaking, my body was as limp as a piece of spaghetti. I was so aroused, so in a fog of desire, I could not speak. This was my introduction to a lesbian experience, and I was her prisoner.

I felt the warm sun on my skin, just as Adrian whispered to me once more.

“Allison, do you have any idea how beautiful your skin is? It is perfect. Your arms and chest and hips and legs are shapely, full and smooth. Your skin is flawless. It is so creamy. Makes me hungry. You really don’t have any idea how sexy you are!”

My uncle gazed at me quizzically even as he delicately fingered my pussy. I was so hot after his remarks about my body and skin and my aunt suckling my breasts. Then he surprised me once more.

He grasped my waist and turned me to face him in the water. Given where we were standing in the pool, it was just about waist level and with little effort I could float. He told me to wrap my legs around his waist which I did. He then pressed me backward until, with my legs locked about him, Jeannette caught my arms and head, helping to suspend me in the water. Adrian parted my thighs momentarily; I was not at all prepared for what happened next.

My uncle very slowly, very deliberately entered my body, inserting that lovely golden rod into my pussy and pressing steadily until he struck my base. I cried out with joy and surprise at the exquisitely sensual feelings roaring through my body. My aunt whispered to me, “Enjoy this now, Baby. My precious man is yours.”

I simply had no words for the ecstasy I was experiencing.

“Think of my man inside you, Allison. You know he is lovely. He is so smooth that his skin feels like silk. His muscles are attractive… he is so strong. He is hard and he has inserted his cock into your wet pussy. Now he is at home inside of you. Feel him move? You are wet and sticky and excited and you’ve never experienced something erotic like this before.”

She played with my underarm fur as Adrian thrust and withdrew so tenderly, so insistently, so skillfully. My mouth seemed to be filled with a luscious sweet, thick cream though there was nothing of the sort in it. Thoughts of this man and his wife making love to me fuelled a growing fire. I had nothing with which to compare this wonder.

“Look at that lovely, smooth, hourglass-shaped body, Jeannette,” he said, taking a deep breath as a forerunner of his orgasm tickled him within.

“Look at that tanned, beautiful skin, Jeannette, those full arms with dimples at her elbows and those sexy boobs! I see rings in those big, dark nipples, don’t you, Baby?” He smiled softly at me as my aunt nodded with a look of desire all over her face.

Smooth, possessive movements between my thighs. His hands gripping my buns rather than my waist. My pussy swollen and sticky and… oh, help! Oh, heavens… here I came! I cried out, I shouted, I laughed as my body, wracked by convulsions, was possessed with electricity and responded lovingly.

I felt my pussy fill with sticky fluid. Adrian looked down at our union, then smiled once more to me and said, “You are so wet that it’s coming out into the water.”

My aunt bent to suck my nipples, already hardened to cherry size with my arousal. A second less gripping but more delicious climax overcame me. I moaned and would have thrashed about but my aunt and uncle would not allow it. I could touch nothing, could hold nothing, and this also sent my passion rocketing upward.

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Chapter 4: Interlude

The drive to her Aunt Tera’s home was mostly in silence, as if Sabrina thought she’d burst or explode with all the emotions running through her. She continued to be overwhelmed by her mother, everything that the beautiful woman did astonished her, surprised her and made her horny as hell.

The ride was smooth inside her mom’s sporty little convertible. The two pretty women let their hair blow in the wind, enjoying the beauty of the day.

Sabrina had already begun to liberate herself, sexually. She wore no bra under her sheer spring dress and the panties were barely-there as well. If her mother hadn’t been with her, she’d have fingered her pussy all the way to her aunt’s home.

The drive was long, but Sabrina didn’t mind. She was lost in her thoughts, losing herself in her newfound sexuality. All of her thoughts seemed to center around sex, about fucking, about being licked and nibbled, about being a total sex-toy.

Cock. She thought about it all the time now. She loved the primal sound of the word. Cock. She couldn’t wait to feel one fucking deep into her pussy. To have one in her mouth, pulsating and throbbing with lust. Her pussy was aching now, she wanted to fuck. Ohhh Mom, hurry up and get to Aunt Tera’s, I wanna play with my pussy, she thought inwardly.

Caroline glanced over at her daughter, noting her obvious distress. She thought it was wonderful that Bree’s long-suppressed desires were coming to the surface and she hoped her horny little daughter would yield wonderful, loving passions.

This was the kind of day that inspired Caroline’s lusts. She and Tera would often go on picnics, either wearing frilly spring frocks with little underneath. Once at their destination, they’d find some secluded spot, strip each other slowly and make wild, passionate, lesbian love. On occasion, they’d bring a 3rd partner, like Tera’s sensual mom, but usually it was the two of them.

Caroline couldn’t wait to see her lover again and, throwing caution to the wind, put her foot to the floor and accelerated the car.

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At the same time Caroline was winding her way down the road to Tera’s home, Tera was exceptionally kırklareli escort busy.

She smacked, hard and quickly, at the rounded buttocks that were in front of her. The sweet cheeks glowed red and the woman face-down on the bed moaned with intense passion.

“You’ve been a miserable, fucking bitch, haven’t you?” Tera said as she slapped the ass again.

“Yesssss!” Michelle hissed in passionate response.

A few months into their lesbian / incestuous affair some years back, Michelle had confessed to her daughter – while eating cunt with love and affection for Tera, the daughter who’d released her inner kink – that she liked to be spanked when having sex.

“Daddy won’t do it for me anymore hunnycunt!” Michelle said between lavish slurps at the font of her daughter’s pussy. “He says we’re getting too old for those kinds of games – hmmphh, I am only in my 30’s – so we should just fuck and get it over with!”

Tera ran her fingers through her mother’s thick hair, which still shone brightly, despite a few flecks of grey. “Do you still have that Tortoise-Shell brush mother?” Tera asked.

Michelle’s eyes grew bright and round, and she ran from the room, returning a few seconds later with the brush. “This one, you mean?” she purred suggestively.

“Yessss, you nasty fucking bitch!” Tera squealed with delight. She grabbed the brush from her horny mother and swatted her on the ass with it. “You nasty slut, eating your own daughter’s pussy!”

The depravity of her daughter spanking her rounded ass and fingering her pussy at the same time made Michelle’s cunt flow like a river. She orgasmed within minutes.

Since then, Tera had always administered spankings to her mother. Michelle really got off on them. Sometimes, she’d practically beg her sexy offspring to spank her. She bought Tera a naughty black riding crop for her birthday, which Tera used on her unmercifully, swatting her mother’s round ass until it glowed red, even striking her engorged clit a few times, which caused Michelle to practically pass out from orgasm.

Michelle loved to tease her daughter now. She made every one afyon escort of their sessons special for Tera. She’d buy the nicest clothes, designer stuff – over her husband’s objections – and wear them for her daughter / lover.

Michelle had come to their lovemaking session today dressed-to-kill. She wore the “Power Suit” that Tera adored, her mother looked trim and stylish in it. And what was underneath always made Tera’s pussy drip with desire.

Today she’d worn the pinstripe blackish / grey suit that was Tera’s favorite. Her heels were stilettos, one of Tera’s turn-ons, and now Michelle’s. She’d mastered the art of walking in them, adding a gentle sway to her walk that ignited a heat in her lover / daughter.

She had stood in front of Tera, undressing slowly, teasingly, one button at a time, until Tera was almost mad with desire to rip the outfit from her mother’s lush, mature body.

But she didn’t. And the end result was always worth it.

Today, Michelle had worn an outfit underneath to entice. The bra she wore held her round, gorgeous tits, but just barely. As she removed her top, she wiggled out of the pants next. The shimmy she used was overtly sexual.

Once she was out of the top and pants, she stood before her lusty offspring clad in a bra, sheer lace panties, black stockings and garter. Her daughter reached for her, but Michelle pulled away, just out of her reach.

“Uh, uh, uh baby – be patient!” she giggled at Tera. Patient, Tera thought, Fuck!, I am dying to lick that hot pussy of hers! But she knew her mother well enough to know that Michelle would make it worth the wait.

Michelle walked around the bedroom, pirouetting in front of Tera, cupping her large tits and playing with her nipples, running her fingers over the stockings, sliding a finger into her wet, soft pussy and fingering herself. She offered one pussy-slicked finger to her daughter, who sucked at it eagerly.

She slid onto the bed and was amazed, yet delighted, when Tera’s hand smacked at her gorgeous, rounded ass. “Bad Mommy!” Tera yelled at her. “You made me wait to get at that luscious cunt of yours! Bad Mommy!” Tera amasya escort swatted at her mother / lover unmercifully, making her ass cheeks glow a delicious red.

She used the riding crop too, and Michelle was on the verge of pain – yet it was still pleasurable. Tera knew this, and buried her face in her mother’s pussy, licking at it, slurping up all the juices as she now gently caressed her mother’s buttocks.

They were in a “69” now, mother licking daughter, daughter licking mother, soft moans coming from both women.

They wiggled on the bed, their bodies similar in height, so the lovemaking was fierce, passionate and skilled. In the years they had been lovers, Michelle’s lesbian skills had developed to the point she was nearly as good as her daughter.

She drilled her tongue into Tera’s cunt, swirling it around, up and down, licking at the clit and stroking her soft thighs.

They adjusted positions, Michelle lying on top of her daughter, their breasts squashed together, rubbing pussies together, the wetness from both women lubricating their heated fucking.

Michelle’s brain drifted back to how all of this had started, her daughter and Caroline seducing her into this new, deviant – yet happy – lifestyle – and she smiled as she continued to dry-hump her horny daughter. Her husband didn’t spend a lot of time with her in bed nowadays, but she didn’t care – she had Tera and in the years since, had found a few other female playmates. She didn’t crave cock much anymore, but the gentle caress of a woman’s hand, her soft lips, her gentle touch, the subtle aroma of pussy and perfume – those made her ache with lust now.

Tera’s fingers pumped in and out of her mother’s cunt now, bringing her to mini-orgasm after mini-orgasm, Michelle was nearly out of her mind with lust and passion. Over and over she came, her juices slicking her daughter’s fingers, until she couldn’t stand it anymore, and came, an explosion that nearly knocked her off the bed.

She snuggled with Tera, toying with her daughter’s nipples, cradled in her arms. “When are you expecting the girls?” she asked.

“In a few hours, so you need to get your shapely ass home to Daddy!” Tera giggled, swatting her mother’s ass as she got up from the bed.

Michelle pouted a bit, as if wanting to stay. She did want to see Caroline again – and she wondered if her daughter would be as wild as the mother. But those were thoughts for another day. She dressed and left, blowing a kiss to her daughter, knowing there would be more pleasures yet to come.

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It is spring time as Rodney Hanson is at home in his room, doing homework after coming home from school. He is a five foot, nine-inch-tall, nineteen-year-old teenager with brown hair and blue eyes, who is a senior in high school. He is one of the few who was a junior for half a year before becoming senior. All he has on is a pair of shorts, showing off his toned, but somewhat pale body since he exercises daily at home. He has what it takes to play sports but would rather deal with electronics and computers. The reason he is only wearing shorts is because of how hot the day is, even if it is the middle of spring. The ceiling fan overhead spins gently as he reads a chemistry book.

Spring Break starts tomorrow, but instead of going to hang out with some of his friends that he has or go to the beach, he would rather stay at home and study. His parents are both college graduates with Master degrees and he wants to be the same as them. His father is an engineer, while his mother works at the hospital. But he would also stay at home for his big sister, who is a year older than him.

Cindy is in her room, studying her biology notes. She is a twenty-year-old, five foot and seven-inch-tall teenager with blond hair, green eyes, and plain skin, though she is above average in weight. She is considered chubby, but not overly fat. Her arms are a bit plump. Her stomach is round, but not saggy. Her hips are somewhat wide with thick, but long legs. Her breasts are almost an E cup, but don’t sag, which she is thankful for. Her ass though, she wishes it was smaller. Overall; pudgy on some spots and chubby in others. But she never minds it since her brother always likes the way she looks. She wears a white over-sized shirt and a pair of pink house shorts under the shirt.

Both of them are best friends and have been for years since they were young. They would do everything together, well almost. Taking baths together stopped after they got ‘the talk’ from their parents, after both found out about the ‘mysterious noises’ coming from their parents’ bedroom when they were in middle school. But everything else stayed the same. Cindy never made many friends though, ever since after the middle of middle school she started to gain weight. Kids made fun of her, but her little brother always rescued her.

Cindy sighs as she rests against the chair she sits on. Since young, people always thought Rodney was the oldest, even though he always said he wasn’t. Thinking now with the way he looks, he might as well be. She only had some friends while he had plenty, but she always wondered why he never had a girlfriend. Rodney always hung out with her, so maybe she was the problem? Cindy shakes her head from those thoughts. She stretches a bit before getting up. “I need a massage.” She says with a groan before getting up and heading out of her room.

She heads to her brother’s room and knocks on the door. “Bro, can I come in?” She asks.

“It’s open, Cindy.” Rodney calls out.

Cindy opens the door and walks in before closing it, then sits on the bed as Rodney keeps reading. “Hey bro, what are you doing for spring break?” She asks.

“Stay home and study and read and hang out with you.” Rodney says, looking at her with a smile.

Cindy smiles. “Me too, like always.”

Rodney raises an eyebrow. “Want a massage, sis?”

Cindy pouts. “You know me too well.”

Rodney shakes his head as he puts the book aside. “So, how do you want it this time?” He asks.

Cindy puts on a thinking pose before taking her shirt off. Rodney shakes his head, though he looks at his topless sister. Cindy lies down on his bed with her head on his pillow. “My back needs one.” Rodney chuckles as he gets on her legs, making sure not to squeeze them with his weight, then reaches up and massages her upper back. Cindy moans gently. “Mmm…”

“You know, if you wore a bra or got a better chair, your back wouldn’t hurt.” Rodney says.

Cindy blushes and turns to him. “Well, I can’t find a good bra for me. You know that. And you have the good chair.” She whines.

“Aren’t you supposed to be the older one here?” Rodney asks as he keeps massaging.

“I am, but your massages are too good.” She says as Rodney moves lower. Cindy moans softly as she looks straight ahead. “Rodney, am I ugly?” She asks.

Rodney sighs. “Not this again. Has my answer ever changed?”

“No, but I want to know since I can’t get anyone.” Cindy says as she moans gently from Rodney undoing a knot.

“You aren’t, Cindy. Guys just like skinny girls; not all, but most.” He says.

“And you?” Cindy asks.

“You already know that answer.” Rodney says. Cindy nods as he massages the center.

“Yeah, I forgot about your fat girl porn magazines.” She says.

“You better not tell anyone about that.” He says.

“And I won’t. Best friends don’t share secrets with others.” Cindy says.

“So, why ask?” Rodney asks.

“Well, you never really had a girlfriend before.” She says slowly.

“That is because they don’t artvin escort want to know me. Besides, what is wrong with hanging with my big sis?” He asks. Cindy looks at him. “And you also ask that too, sis.” He says.

“Well, I don’t want my brother to be alone.” Rodney looks at her as he massages her back still.

“I thought we planned to live together?” He asks.

Cindy chuckles. “We were seven when we planned that.”

“So? We never forgot or changed it.” He says as he massages her lower back.

Cindy lays her head on the pillow again. “Yeah.” She says softly.

“So, why the questions, again? You won’t die alone or anything.” Rodney says.

“Maybe, but I will die a virgin. No one wants a chubby girl.” She says sadly.

Rodney sits up as he stops massaging. “You are telling a chubby chaser that no one wants a chubby girl?”

Cindy looks at him. “You don’t count since you are my bro.”

Rodney rolls his eyes as he sits on the edge of the bed. Cindy sits up and sits next to him, stretching. “Mmm, that felt good.” She says.

“You really don’t want to be a virgin anymore?” Rodney asks.

Cindy blushes a bit. “Not really.”

Rodney nods. “Well, would it be wrong for me to take that away?” He asks, looking at the ceiling, away from her.

Cindy turns to him. “Our conversations never went this way before…”

Rodney looks at her. “Well, you always come in here and ask that, most of the time. Besides, you know I like staring at your ass and I know you look at me like you want me.”

This time Cindy turns away. “Well, yeah, but we are just weird that way.” She blushes more, feeling his hand on her thigh.

“If you want it that bad, then say it.” He says.

Cindy turns to him, still red on the face. “Well, I have thought of you since the talk we got, and I do miss our baths.” She says slowly. “But, do you really want me? Look at me.” She says, spreading her arms.

Rodney shakes his head. “My porn magazines have girls like you and I do masturbate to you.” He admits with a blush as he looks away.

It becomes awkward as they look at random spots with a blush on their face. “Well, you know what, I don’t care. I never had a boyfriend and you are the best guy that has treated me like I matter. So then, let’s take it further. We have all of spring break.” Cindy says with confidence. Rodney nods as they get close before their parents call out. The two of them stop.

“Um, let’s do this tomorrow when mom and dad are gone.” Rodney says. Cindy agrees before putting her shirt on. She goes and kisses him on lips as he returns it before she leaves his room.

xxxx

Later that day, the family of four is having dinner. They talk about random happenings and things that happened for the day. All are wearing their regular attire when at home. When at work and school, they are professional, well the parents mainly, but at home they relax with loose clothing. As they talk, Rodney and Cindy, who are across from each other on the round table, are playing footsy with one another, which they did when they were younger, but this time it has another meaning. The two of them learn that their parents will attend a conference during the break, so the two will have the whole house to themselves.

After dinner, they have their nightly movie time, with a movie Cindy picked since it is her night to pick. The four huddle together on the couch, though Rodney and Cindy grope each other during it. Afterwards, they head to bed, though Cindy heads to Rodney’s room when it starts to storm. She always hated them since she was young, and even to this day. But this time around, instead of the two cuddling and Cindy trying to sleep, the two siblings are gently kissing with Rodney massaging her breasts, which Cindy really likes now since earlier. The two always wondered if their relationship would go further, even if it was one secret they kept from each other.

xxxx

Morning arrives as the siblings wake up. The two kiss before Cindy gets up and heads to her room. Rodney gets up and stretches before grabbing a pair of underwear and a sleeveless undershirt then heads to the bathroom. He goes to check on their parents, but sees they already left. He shrugs as he heads to the bathroom, where he sees Cindy also heading there. “You know, we haven’t taken a bath together in a long time.” Rodney says slowly.

“Yeah, remember, because of the talk? But well, I don’t mind.” Cindy says with a giggle.

“Mom and dad are already gone, so we have all week to ourselves.” Rodney says, making Cindy blush.

“Ok well, come on, little bro.” She says before the two head inside.

In there, they quickly take off their clothes. Cindy blushes when she sees her little bro looking her over, although she does it too with him. “Stop it. You are making me self-conscious.” She says, blushing hard.

“Because a guy is checking you out?” Rodney asks.

“Well, ok fine, but you look like you might aydın escort eat me or something.” She says.

“I read in the magazines that guys do that to women. They said it feels good.” He says.

Cindy nods. “It does. Well, I touch my pussy a lot, so yeah.”

Cindy blushes more from seeing her little brother’s cock stand at attention at seven inches. It is almost three inches thick and curved at the end. “Doesn’t that hurt?” She asks with curiosity.

“No, it just means I am horny.” He says plainly.

“Obvious.” She says before getting into the shower. Rodney follows as she turns the water on. Warm water starts to pour out as she moans when Rodney rubs her ass with his hands.

“You know, I never knew why you hate your ass.” He says curiously.

“It is too big and when I sit, my extra fat explodes out.” She whines then moans from feeling him massage it.

“Well, I like it when you sit on my lap and it explodes out.” Cindy giggles with a blush before turning around and kissing him. Rodney kisses her back. “I saw a video of a girl masturbating before. Can I do it to you?” He asks. Cindy nods, blushing. Rodney reaches between her legs and gently rubs her pussy folds with his right hand. Cindy moans softly from the touch. “Like that?” He asks as he rubs slowly back and forth.

“Yes. More, bro.” Cindy says softly. Rodney nods as he rubs more while watching her. Cindy has her eyes closed as she keeps moaning, the water hitting her head and cascading over her body. “Put it in.” She whispers. Rodney nods and slides the finger in her then gently moves it, making her gasp and moan more. “It feels so much better than doing it myself.” She says, gasping gently.

“Well, I guess I will masturbate you from now on.” Rodney says as he fingers her more, making her giggle and moan.

Rodney gets down on his knees to get a better look. Cindy looks down as she opens her eyes and sees him probing around. She moans from time to time. “Want me to open my legs?” She asks.

“Yeah.” He says as he keeps looking at her pussy.

She opens them completely as she can in the shower as Rodney moves his finger more then adds another. Cindy moans from that and is really turned on from seeing her brother do this. Rodney moves his fingers more, in and out of her as he watches her pussy move with the movement. Cindy can’t take it and cums, squirting cum on Rodney. He gasps as the cum hits him. “I’m sorry. I should have said I am a squirter.” Cindy says meekly, panting heavily from the orgasm that rocked her.

“That is ok. I heard women can squirt.” Rodney takes his fingers out, making her moan, then licks them.

“Ew.” She says.

“You taste sweet.” He says, making her blush.

“Um, can I masturbate you?” She asks.

Rodney stands up. “Know how?”

Cindy blushes and nods. “I sometimes watch you.” She says slowly, looking down in shame.

Rodney chuckles. “Well, my peeping tom, care to show me what you saw?” He asks.

Cindy goes and grabs his cock with her right hand then slowly strokes him. “It is very hard and warm.” She says as she strokes him more.

Rodney moans, watching her and feeling her hand. “I think you watch more than ‘sometimes’.” He says softly. Cindy nods in shame but keeps stroking. “Well, now you don’t have to.” He says with a moan.

“Ok, little bro.” She says as she strokes his meat more. Rodney moans as Cindy keeps stroking in the same pace. “Is this ok?” She asks.

“Well, if you want, go faster, but don’t squeeze. You can lick the head if you want.” He tells her.

“I can?” She asks as she strokes.

“I saw it on the internet.” Rodney says. Cindy nods as she bends down and licks the head as he strokes him faster. Rodney gasps and moans more. “Mmm, oh you are masturbating me from now on.” He says. Cindy giggles as she strokes and licks more. For some reason, she puts the head in her mouth and begins sucking as she strokes. Rodney moans more. “You know what a blowjob is?” He asks.

She stops and looks at him. “Not really. You don’t want that?” She asks.

“Yes. I do pretend that you are while I masturbate.” He admits with a blush. Cindy smiles as she goes back to before, this time having the head and an inch in her mouth as she strokes. Rodney moans from that. He can’t take it and cums in her mouth. Cindy opens her eyes wide as the cum goes down her throat but doesn’t pull away since he tasted her.

After he stops, Cindy takes his cock out of her mouth and swallows the load. “Sorry.” Rodney says, panting.

“That is fine, bro. Little salty, but you did taste me and I don’t mind more.” She says as she stands up and both kiss as they hold onto each other. Rodney doesn’t mind tasting himself as they kiss. They break it before looking at each other.

“Let’s go to my bedroom. We can clean ourselves afterwards.” He says. Cindy nods as she turns the shower off then both of them dry themselves before walking to Rodney’s room.

In there, the balıkesir escort two of them sit on the bed, next to each other. “So, want to go straight to it or what?” He asks.

“Yeah, but I read in a magazine that said it hurts the first time.” She says.

“Then you be on top.” Rodney says.

“Me? Why?” She asks with an exaggerated look.

“It might be better that way, plus I like you on me.” He says. Cindy blushes as Rodney goes and lies on the bed. Cindy gets on him gently as their intimate areas touch.

“You like me on you, little bro?” She asks innocently.

Rodney smirks and spanks her, making her jump. “You know I do. Ready?” He asks.

Cindy nods as she lifts up a bit before grabbing his cock and sliding it in her wet snatch. They both moan as she slides down ’til the head hits her barrier. “When you are ready.” He says softly. Cindy nods as she slides up then slams down, closing her eyes as she bites her lip from the pain. Rodney moans and looks at her as he rubs her back gently. “Give it a bit.” He says softly before laying her on him and cuddling her. She cuddles him back as the two of them lie there.

After some minutes, Cindy sits up and looks at him. “Ok, I am ready.” She says, wiping her tears. Rodney nods before Cindy slowly moves up and down, moaning softly from the feeling she is getting.

Rodney moans from her tightness. “You are very tight, sis.” He says as he helps her move with his hands on her ass, squeezing her cheeks.

Cindy moans as she moves more. “You are very big…” She whispers.

“Well, I am your first.” He says.

“I don’t care. All I want is you in me from now on.” She declares.

Rodney starts to bounce her, making Cindy moan more and look at him. “You feel good?” She asks.

“Better than good. I am fucking my big sister after all.” He says with a smile as he moans softly while bouncing her. Cindy blushes and giggles with a moan as she puts her hands on his chest and bounces more. Rodney lets go of her ass, but rubs it as Cindy keeps bouncing, more moans escaping her mouth. “You feel so good.” He says, watching her face.

“I feel so fucking good. I should have done this to you a long time ago.” Cindy says then blushes.

Rodney giggles and kisses her lips. “How long have you thought of this?” He asks softly.

Cindy puts her face on his neck but keeps bouncing. “A long time.” She says, but comes out muffled with some gasps and moans mixed in.

Rodney holds her as she keeps bouncing then starts thrusting in her, making her moan more. “I wanted this too, sis.” He says in her ear as the two of them moan together. Their skin slap together as she bounces and he thrusts.

Cindy sits back up and kisses him deeply. He kisses her back as he rubs her back. “Then fuck me, little bro. Fuck your big sister! Fuck me hard!!!” She yells, moaning as she bounces faster. Rodney moans and thrusts more, well tries since it is his first time. Cindy arches her back as she bounces faster before moaning loud as she cums. That causes Rodney to cum into her as he moans loudly then pants. Cindy gasps then lies on him. “You came so much.” She says softly, panting.

“Yeah, well, as I said, I am fucking my big sis.” He says, panting also. Cindy giggles.

“You know, we don’t have protection.” She says meekly.

Rodney rubs her back. “We went into this knowing that. Besides, we are graduating soon and we still have that promise.” He says.

Cindy blushes red. “You really don’t mind?” She asks in a whisper.

“Well, it is not like I can fuck anyone else now. All I can think of is you.” He says as he massages her back gently.

Cindy smiles and holds onto him. “Ok. Besides, like I said, I only want you to fuck me.” She says.

“Good, because I don’t want anyone else in you. You feel good on me and around me.” He says as he moves her head and kisses her gently.

She kisses him back and giggles. “I am happy you are my little bro and best friend.” She says.

“I am happy you are my best friend and my big and sexy chubby sister. Though it was your fault I like big girls.” He says.

Cindy blushes more. “Meany. So, want to fuck me since I rode you?” She asks.

“Now or later? I am getting hungry.” He says.

“Me too. Let’s go shower, for real this time, and then eat.” Cindy says. Rodney nods as he sits up on the bed. Cindy squeals as she holds onto him. “No, don’t lift me, bro. I’m too big.” She says.

Rodney rolls his eyes as he tries to get up, but can’t. “Ok, I am too tired to pick you up. Sex is a good exercise.” He says. Cindy nods. “But you stay the same. I like your curves and the way you are right now.” He adds, making her nod happily. She gets off of him as the two of them help each other to the bathroom.

xxxx

After a quick shower, the siblings are downstairs, eating breakfast naked, after closing all of the blinds. They read the note their parents left, saying how they left early and to spend the break how ever they like, except no parties. The two rolled their eyes at that part since they never had parties, except when they were young. They are both eating some scrambled eggs with toast and orange juice, but from one plate and glass since they are sharing it, with Cindy sitting on her little brother, well not so little to her anyway, with his cock nestled between her ass cheeks.

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This is all true. This all happened. So, please, stop referring to Erin, Allie, and I as ‘characters’ And no, if you think we will make this any different than it was, then I’m sorry, you’re wrong. (Slight spoiler in there)

I know my chapters are short, but it’s short for a reason. Just to inspire people. Once I’m done, I will merge all the chapters into one story. Though, if there is a sequel, then it will either be short and sweet, or we will throw some made-up stuff in there. (Spoiler in there)

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You can pretty much see my problem. Well, problems. in my mind, I was cursing at my cock because I had a hard on for both Erin AND my sister. For Erin, that’s ok. For my sister, not so much. She’s my little sister dammit, I’m supposed to be protecting her, not feeling her up!

But my cock had a different view on things. I stayed hard, fucking Erin with my finger a feeling my sister’s tits with my other hand. My cock didn’t have a care in the world right now other than to want a hot, wet pussy around it. But that was for later.

It didn’t take long for Erin to climax, seeing as she stuck two fingers in her and was almost bouncing up and down on them. I suspect that Allie was fingering herself because she too was almost bouncing up and down, while my hand squeezed her breast. The bed was shaking, and I was the only one that was thinking about the other people in the bed at that moment.

When Erin climaxed, she put my hand on her stomach and nudged up against my hard-on. I gently squeezed her to me and she was asleep within seconds. Then Allie climaxed. She didn’t bother moving my hand. She was asleep, too.

I tried my best kütahya escort to sleep, but I simply couldn’t. It was just too damn hard. But I forced myself asleep. I’m not too sure how I came across that skill, but I could force myself to sleep if I wanted to. Strange, eh?

When I woke up, Erin was on one side of me, Allie was on the other. It was what you would expect in a porn movie. Almost. My arms were around their shoulders, and they were nuzzled up against me, each of their faces buried into my chest. And of course, with every new morning, came a new hard on.

I looked at both of them. They looked so peaceful when they slept. But then I noticed something. Neither of them had a bra on. They both had panties on, but no bra, or shirt. Allie woke up first.

She looked up at me with sleepy eyes and smiled. I couldn’t help but smile too. She leaned up and gave me a wet kiss on the lips and said “Thank you.” She didn’t bother to put her bra on. She slowly got up out of bed and walked out of the room, swaying her hips a bit too much.

Then Erin woke up. She also leaned up and gave me a wet kiss, got out of bed, and left. Also swaying her hips. Today was going to be an odd day, I suspected.

About half an hour later I got out of bed, took a shower (and dealt with this annoying thing swinging between my legs), and got dressed. I got out to the living room and saw Erin and Allie talking. Probably about last night, no doubt. I had to play it cool.

I walked in there with a slight smile on my face, like I do every morning. “Hey. Whatcha girls talking about? No. Wait. Lemme guess.” They both looked malatya escort at each other then at me. ‘play it cool, Mike’ Whoa. Did my cock just talk to me? I swear, that didn’t come from my head. My head’s voice sounds way different. But enough about my insaneness.

“Brad Pitt.” I said with a big grin.

“Why would we be talking about Brad Pitt? He looks like William Shatner compared to you.” Erin said, also with a big grin.

“Well she’s right. Brad Pitt is old news, anyways.” Allie never did have a Brad Pitt poster in her old room like you’d expect in a teenager..

“Hmm. Sometimes I wonder about you two. Always talking behind my back, giggling, blushing, and all that other stuff. Are you two conspiring against me, by any chance?”

“Noooooo,” Allie said it with a big grin on her face. I knew that look. She was either lying, or she was trying to get me to probe. I didn’t want to risk anything so I simply walked to the kitchen for some coffee.

At 12 Me and Allie left to get my parent’s boat. Erin stayed behind. I finally had a chance to talk to her about last night. I was going to use it, too.

“So, did you get a good night’s rest?” I asked, starting slow.

“Yeah. Thanks, by the way.”

“No problem. You and Erin both slept in my bed quite a lot when we were kids, didn’t you?”

She blushed. “Yeah, I guess we did.”

“Allie, you know where I’m going with this.”

“Michael.. I just needed to feel someone that loved me. What’s wrong with that?”

“Uhh. The fact that we’re brother and sister?”

“Michael.. If two people love each other, then why can’t batman escort they share that love in every way? That’s like saying Asian people can’t love white people. It’s just not right to say it.”

I was starting to understand.

“Siblings have the closest bond. They know each other their whole lives. They know how to make the other happy. They look out for each other. Who says love has to stop at family?”

I understood completely now, But I wanted to throw a curve ball at her.

“God?”

“Fuck God. If he can’t understand that two people love each other, then he isn’t all that great to begin with.”

I stopped the truck at the red light in front of us. I waited a few seconds, then I turned to her and kissed her. She was right. ‘And who says I have to only love one person?’ I thought silently to myself.

“Also, who says you can only love one person?” Whoa. She was a mind reader.

“Allie.. What if Erin doesn’t understand?”

“She understands.”

“That’s what you were talking about, weren’t you?”

“Yup. She agrees with me. And now so do you. Wait.. What if mom and dad find out?”

She asked, suddenly doubting her logic. I wasn’t going to let that happen.

“They can either accept us or leave our lives forever, and that’s only if they find out. I make enough to support up to five people right now as it is. We don’t need their help.” And with that, I kissed her again.

We got the boat and returned, with Erin sitting on the front porch waiting for us. We were all on the same page. But this was only the beginning of a very, very, very long week. Before I could get out of the truck to unload the boat, my cellphone rang.

“Hello?”

“Hey there bud. Your mom and I are heading down to the cabin. We were wondering if you and Erin wanted to come along. If you can, try to get Allie to take a break and come, too. It’ll be just like old times.”

“Uh.. Yeah. Ok Dad.”

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Chapter 1

When this all began, the phone didn’t ring much any more. It did a lot right after Mary died, I was invited over to friends all the time but, after three years, the calls had dwindled to pretty much a stop. We had a lot of friends who were very supportive while my wife of twenty-six years fought cancer, but, after all, they had their own lives to lead so I understood how it happens.

That’s what made it so nice when my next door neighbor, Brenda, called me one Saturday several years ago and asked if she could use my hot tub that evening and she offered to bring dinner. Sounded like a winner for me, I’m not the best cook in the world and only have a handful of recipes that I feel competent enough to use. So, any offer of a meal is met with happy acceptance.

About six-twenty, Brenda came over with a hamper basket and put several dishes into my oven set on low. She was wearing a robe and took it off to reveal a rather nice red bikini.

Now, Brenda had been divorced for about a year. She was younger than I am by five or six years, I was forty-eight, she was probably about forty-two or so. Certainly attractive, she had not let herself go at all but also there’d never been any particular sign of interest on her part, if you understand my meaning. So, I’d just left things alone. She didn’t live alone, her daughter, Laura, twenty, was attending a college about a three-hour drive from here and majoring in finance, I believe, and is home fairly often and during summer and holiday breaks.

She got things situated in the kitchen and I walked her out to the covered patio.

“I’ve got it all ready for you, Brenda. Enjoy the water and, when you’re hungry, I’ve got some wine we can have with that wonderful-smelling dinner you brought.”

“Oh, Vern, why don’t you go ahead and open the wine and join me in the hot tub. It would be nice to have some company and a nice glass of wine.”

Sounded fine to me so I went and changed into trunks and opened the wine and brought it and two glasses out to the patio. I got in and poured us each a glass and offered a toast, “To nice neighbors. Cheers.”

“Thank you, Vern, you’re a nice neighbor as well. And, your hot tub is very nice, very relaxing. I’ll bet you use it a lot.”

“Actually, yes, quite a bit. Almost every evening, it’s so relaxing.”

“Yes, and the wine is as well,” she said raising it up toward me.

“You seem so far away, Vern, move yourself over by me, I don’t bite, you know.”

I edged around the tub until we were next to each other and I lay my free hand around the rim of the tub right behind her shoulders.

“I’ll bet you don’t usually wear those trunks in the hot tub, do you?”

“Well, no, not when I’m by myself.”

“I think the water always feels nicer directly on my skin, don’t you, Vern? Why don’t we lose these suits?” and she pulled off the bottom and turned her back to me and asked, “Would you?”

I pulled the bow loose and she dropped both top and bottom on the deck and lay back in the water, her brown nipples just rising above the surface of the water.

“Mmm, so much nicer, yes,” and she closed her eyes.

My turn, I guess, this evening was getting more interesting than I had first imagined. The oven was only set on ‘warm’ so there was no chance of the food overheating, just maybe the two of us in the hot tub. I pulled my trunks down and, likewise, dropped them over the edge.

I lay my head back as I feel fingers being wrapped around my cock which, like any man’s dick under these circumstances, was rapidly becoming engorged. Brenda’s hand began going up and down, there was no doubt where the evening was headed, no doubt at all.

“That feels nice, Brenda,” I whispered.

“It does feel nice, nice and hard, just the way every woman likes them.”

I had dropped my hand over her left breast and was fondling it as she placed her hand over mind. She turned her head toward me and I leaned over and we began kissing, our tongues searching each other, now our hands ranging all over the other.

We were now in one other’s embrace, my hand down between Brenda’s legs which she had eagerly widened for me. I slid my middle finger in her as she moaned and squeezed my cock.

She suddenly sat up straight, put her hands back and hoisted herself up on the padded rim and spread her legs wide.

“Lick me, Vern, oh, make me happy,” and she pulled me between her legs as I began kissing and licking and tonguing her pussy as my fingers spread her open.

“Oh, oh, it’s been so long, oh, it just feels so good, just so good,” and she was gripping my head pulling me into her as I licked and sucked on her.

“Mmm. mmm, yes, oooh, right there, yes, oh, Vern, perfect, oh, don’t stop, oh, it is wonderful, oh, right there, right…AAAH, AAAH, OOH, oh, oh, that feels so good, mmm, oh, yes, mmm, lick right there, yes.”

She sure did have one hell of an orgasm. Mary was always fairly quiet and still but Brenda was humping my face, holding me down on her, just totally into what was sending her through the roof. I kastamonu escort have always loved giving orgasms, it really turns me on, and this one was no exception.

She slid down into the water, kissing me, and grasping underneath the bubbling surface for my cock which she soon found.

“Oh, that was wonderful, Vern. Oh, now, it’s my turn. Here, get up like I was,” and I sat up on the padded seat area that went around the tub and she positioned herself between my legs, holding my cock as she licked circles around the tip as she gazed up into my eyes.

It’s been a while since I’ve had my cock sucked but I was learning that my next door neighbor was superb at giving a man oral pleasure.

She was now sucking me fully up and down and the feeling was exquisite.

“Mmm. Brenda, this is really wonderful. You make me feel so good.”

She smiled up at me, obviously she was enjoying what she’s doing, I knew I certainly was.

“Do you want to finish me by hand or what?” I asked always trying to be a gentleman in case the lady in question didn’t want a mouthful of my cum.

Evidently she didn’t care as she continued right on sucking me, I knew she heard me so that wasn’t it. She just didn’t mind swallowing, I guess. That’s always nice.

I was getting close to a cum, she was very good at what she was doing and in another minute or so, I felt the tingly surge of semen rise and begin spurting into Brenda’s mouth. She kept sucking on as I emptied into her. It was wonderful and, after, I pulled her up in an embrace and kissed her over and over.

“Oh, that was terrific, you really know how to make a man happy, Brenda.”

“Well, you made me awfully happy, Vern, and truthfully, I just loved sucking you. I’ve always enjoyed doing that to a man, it feels wonderful when the warmth flows into my mouth. Does that seem weird or strange? I hope not.”

“No, not really, I love giving oral sex to women and getting them off, the bigger the orgasm, the better. So, no, I understand completely.”

“I think you and I are going to get along just wonderfully. There is one other thing I just love to do, can you guess what it might be?”

“I’ll bet I can but it’s more comfortable in a bed rather than a hot tub. Shall we have some dinner and discuss what it might be that you’d like to do?”

“Lovely,” and I stood up and pulled her up into my embrace as we held each other close, kissing as our bodies adjoined in a preview of our coupling to come.

I led her out of the tub and we each dried the other and walked back into the house to refill our glasses and have some nourishment.

It was the first meal I’ve ever eaten in the nude but, I must say, it has not been the last. In fact, I have found that a naked repast is a very splendid way to dine, especially when it involves mixed company.

As we ate, Brenda made sure that my napkin stayed in place through to the end of our meal. We took our final glass back to my bedroom where I pulled back the covers and we got in.

“Would it be too presumptuous to invite you to spend the night, Brenda?”

“Not at all, Vern, Laura isn’t home so I’m free as a bird. I happily accept your invitation,” she said as we snuggled together and kissed. It was so nice to have a warm, loving woman next to me in bed and my erection was a good indicator of my interests for the rest of our evening together.

“Mmm, this is nice, just what I’ve needed,” she whispered as our hands roamed one another.

We hugged and kissed and felt each other for quite a while, then Brenda whispered, “I’d like to get on top and give you a good fucking, Vern. Would you like that?”

“How could any man turn that down, of course, I’d love it,” and I rolled onto my back as she swung herself up over me, reached under and guided my cock into her as she lowered herself down.

“Mmm, that’s nice. You’re really far up inside, just where I like it.”

“Where I like it, too,” I said as she began rocking to and fro.

We both had lovely orgasms, hers first, mine soon after and fell asleep in each other’s arms.

The sun was up, I really didn’t know exactly what the time was, all I knew was there were five fingers, not my own, wrapped around my cock gently squeezing it awake.

“Mmm, good morning, Brenda, what have you found under the covers?”

“Something very nice, I think? Something I might just have the perfect place for.”

She swept the covers back, got up over me and took my cock in her mouth and began sucking me as I fondled her breasts. Soon, she raised up, letting my hard cock flop down on my belly, swung a leg up over me and reached down to hold me up as she squatted down swallowing me up into her pussy.

“Mmm. That’s a proper good morning, Vern. Feel good?” she asked as she began rocking back and forth.

“Oh, yes, what a wonderful way to get up in the morning. Really wonderful.”

“We can do this more, if you like. I think it’s rather lovely.”

“I think it’s rather wonderful and I’m up for kayseri escort it, well, in more ways than one, for any time you want.”

“We could make it a regular weekend thing if you wish, Vern. I don’t mean to push you, maybe you tell me what you’d like.”

“Mmm, that’s fine with me, every Saturday and Sunday. It’ll be nice to share my bed even if it’s just one night a week.”

“Perhaps you just want a home-cooked meal, is all.”

“Oh, no, this is what I want most. You and I naked in my bed.”

“Mmm, me, too.”

And she rocked away making me feel so good.

We had a nice leisurely breakfast, just the way I was beginning to like it, naked, and went back for more sex, then a nice hot shower. And, she packed up her hamper and we set a time for next Saturday.

Well, well. It was looking like my sex life was back on track, well, at least for now. And, Brenda was an attractive and talented lover. Made me pretty happy.

Chapter 2

The next Saturday, right at six, the doorbell rang and I pulled it open to see Brenda and her daughter, Laura, standing there, Brenda holding the hamper with our dinner.

“Um, oh, hi, Laura, come in, come in.” I was relieved that I didn’t answer the door naked or something, I just wasn’t expecting Brenda’s daughter.

“Laura’s home this weekend and I told her how much fun we had last weekend and she wanted to join us in the hot tub, if that’s all right.”

“Oh, sure, fine. Let’s put the food to warm and go out, okay? You can show her where to change.”

They went to a spare bedroom near the back of the house and I went and changed into trunks. I hadn’t gotten them out of my dresser because I had assumed we would have a bare soak in the tub, but, that’s changed. Well, perhaps, later.

I was in the tub when they came out. I hadn’t seen much of Brenda’s daughter in the last few years but she was quite pretty, a younger version of her mother and she was wearing a very attractive, very skimpy bikini.

We all settled into the water, Brenda next to me, Laura on the other side of me, a bit farther away.

“This is really nice, you must use it a lot.”

“Oh, I do, almost every night, great for relaxing in.”

“Mom told me you have a pretty relaxed dress code for the hot tub, is that true?”

“She’s told you that, huh, well, we are consenting adults after all.”

“Well, in that case,” and Laura pulled off her bikini, laying it on the rim of the tub. She was immediately followed by her mother who joined her.

Laura’s breasts were beautiful, round and firm, topped off with puffy, pink nipples that were just above the surface of the water, whether on purpose or not, I could not tell.

Not being one to be left behind, I slipped off my trunks and draped them on the rim of the tub with the other two.

I didn’t take Brenda long before her fingers had encircled my rather hard cock as she moved her hand up and down.

“Isn’t this nice? I told you, Laura, Vern’s hot tub is just perfect and that he is the perfect host. He knows how to entertain a woman properly, I can attest to that.”

I really hadn’t noticed Laura moving closer but it became inescapable when another hand moved along my thigh up to my cock as Brenda let go and a new set of fingers encircled my dick and began to stroke me.

My heart almost stopped. What was going on, I thought? Both of them? Mother and daughter? Well, there was no getting around it, it was Laura’s hand and it was on my cock. I decided to stretch out both my arms and just let my hands see where they could land and they found a nice breast on each side, one somewhat firmer than the other, but both quite nice.

Both women turned to me and began kissing me, each one tonguing my ear, then I heard Brenda saying, “I think maybe we should all have some dinner, don’t you, Vern? No need to dress, I hope.”

It was pretty obvious where this evening was headed. Brenda must have told her daughter about our last hot tub session and Laura wanted to join us. What else can it be?

So, we got out of the tub and dried off and headed inside to have dinner.

“You’re very nice, Vern,” Laura said as she took hold of my cock again and gave me a kiss. “Mom was right, I hope you don’t mind having us both tonight?”

“Not at all, Laura, two beautiful woman, and dressed for dinner in such a wonderful manner.”

“When Mom said you two had dinner naked, I just knew I wanted in. Hope you don’t mind?”

“No, I’m not as young as I once was but I’ll try my best.”

I sat between my two woman guests as they each took turns playing with my cock and keeping me hard, even talking about my dick as we ate.

“Vern’s ready for some fun, Laura, feel how hard he is,” and Brenda’s daughter’s hand exchanged places with her’s slowly rubbing me up and down.

“Mmm, yeah, nice, Vern. We’re gonna have fun, Mom and I. We’ve done this before. I’ve started sharing my boyfriends with her and she has with me. Kinky, huh?”

“Well, I suppose it’s nice kıbrıs escort to share like that…mother and daughter.”

“We’ve shared lovers before, Vern, I hope you don’t mind. Laura was eager to come tonight and I think you and she should go first. If that’s all right with you.”

Well, Laura is a very pretty young woman. I’ve spent most of my dinner time admiring her lovely body. The three of us quickly became comfortable with each other, I petted both women’s breasts and each took turns fondling me to my great enjoyment.

“I’m not fool enough to turn down such a wonderful offer. Laura?” I said as I motioned toward the hallway leading to my bedroom.

We both got on my bed and Laura stretched out and I lay down next to her as she rolled toward me and began kissing me as she held my cock. My hands were around her back, rubbing up and down her soft skin, down to her buttocks and hips.

She then rolled onto her back, spread her legs as I got up over her between her legs. She opened wide as I pressed up against her wetness and I slowly slipped inside her. Once in, I did what every male does and soon we were both enjoying one another as a man and woman should.

“Mmm, Mom was right, Vern. I feel nice and full, just what I wanted after a nice warm soak with a naked man.”

“Yes, this is wonderful. Two beautiful women and a lovely naked dinner, just perfect so far.”

I felt Brenda’s hand cup my testicles as I was slowly fucking her daughter and begin to gently rub me there. I raised up off my hands which had been propping me up and knelt upright moving my hips back and forth as my hands kneaded Laura’s firm breasts. Her nipples were erect and hard as I bent down to suck one.

“Oh, this feels wonderful. I always love Mom’s guy friends. There’s something about an older man, they just know how to please a woman. And they don’t cum too quick. You sure know how to make a woman happy, Vern.”

“It’s a pleasure when the woman is as pretty as you, Laura,” and she raised her legs up onto my shoulders as I fucked directly down into her while she wiggled around under me. Her mother was now up in back of me rubbing her breasts against my back as I went in and out of her daughter under me. Brenda’s hands were around rubbing my chest, I was happily sandwiched between them just amazed at what the evening had become.

“Mmm, Mom was right, you’re quite a nice lover. This is so nice, Vern. It feels so good when you push down deep inside me, do that some more, you’re hitting a spot that feels just wonderful when you do.”

I always like to hear suggestions or encouragement when I’ve done something right. I learned long ago that the more I did to satisfy the girl or woman, the better things would be for me. As a result, I’ve always had very good relationships which were sexually very satisfying. Now, I was hoping this one would be as well. It’s not everyday that this forty-eight year old guy has a chance with a twenty-year old woman, especially such a perfectly beautiful one and her mother, too.

“This is just lovely, don’t you think, Vern? After we had such a wonderful time, I wanted Laura to enjoy you, too,” said Brenda from behind me, her breasts feeling so nice rubbing around on my back.

“Oh, this is a man’s dream come true. Two beautiful, sexy and eager women in his bed. I just hope I live through all this.”

“Oh, we wouldn’t do anything to hurt you, Vern. We just want to all be happy.”

“Well, I’m sure that.”

“Mmm, oh, I’m starting to feel it, oh, yes, oh, Vern, you’re gonna make me cum. Mmm, feels so good, just keep…OH, OH, oh, uh, uuh, mmm, oh, that was beautiful, just perfect,” and Laura pulled me down and covered my face with kisses.

I love giving women orgasms. Their ecstasy is the catalyst I need to bring myself to cum and, with Laura, that’s just the way it happened. I felt the tingly rush along the length of my cock which I jammed down into her as its throbs began spurting my cum deep inside her. Her mom also pushed hard against me on my back, her naked body up against mine which was over her daughter.

“Mmm, oh, I feel it all nice and warm inside me, Vern,” and Laura kisses me as her mother kisses all along my back and shoulders.

“I’m getting a bit skwooshed, can you two move?”

Brenda and I got up off her daughter and we all lay there on my bed, Laura on one side of me, Brenda on the other.

Laura’s hand was caressing my chest as her mother caressed me rather lower.

“That was lovely, very. Mom said I’d like you. She was sure right. You are a very wonderful lover. I can’t wait to watch you do Mom.”

“Well, Vern needs a bit more rest, dear. I’m afraid you rather drained him dry.”

“Mom, I’ll bet you know how to help him along.”

“Yes, I do, I was just thinking of that,” and she raised up, bent over and began sucking my cock back to life.

“Oh, Brenda, you sure do, that just feels lovely,” as I ran my hand down along her butt cheeks and up under her wiping her wetness up and back along her slit.

“Mmm,” she moaned as she sucked me. I was getting harder, it’s difficult to not get an erection when a woman is sucking your cock. As her mom sucked me, Laura leaned over french-kissing me while she rubbed her soft hand across my chest, her finger tracing around my nipples, leaning further to gently lick and suck them, oh, I was covered with women. It was wonderful and I was sure hard.

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I have a nice sized extended family. On both sides of my family, there’s a bunch of cousins, many around my age. There’s also a few that are younger than me. Over the summer after I turned 19, one of my relatives asked me to babysit their 12 year old son. They also had a daughter who was 18, but she was already busy the evening they wanted to go out, so they asked me.

It was an entirely uneventful evening. We had some simple mac n’ cheese, watched some movie and played with his toys. Around 8pm, I tucked him in to bed and went downstairs to watch ESPN. Shortly after 9, the daughter, Maggie, came home. She and I talked for a little bit, but she was tired and wanted to go to bed. She then asked where I planned on sleeping for the evening, and I told her the couch in the living room. That’s when she volunteered her bed.

Maggie was quite hot for being just 18. She was a little curvy, but had large breasts. I never knew what size they were, but whenever we’d go swimming together, I could see they were big. She would always wear small bikinis, and now I may finally get to see the twins in the open.

We both went to bed around 10, and things got interesting from the start. I had my little backpack of overnight stuff, including a pair of pajama bottoms and I told her I was gonna go into the bathroom ardahan escort to change when she stopped me. She did so by taking her tight T-shirt off revealing her well-endowed chest strapped in to a lace-trimmed bra. I was already speechless and dropped my bag of stuff on the floor while she reached behind her and undid her bra and let that fall to the floor next to my bag. “Your turn.” she said.

I quickly took my shirt off, but that didn’t please her. “That’s all? I thought you were about to go change in the bathroom. Well, change here instead.” Following those instructions, I dropped my pants and threw those to the side. That was more to her liking, but she then took control. After planting a solid kiss on my lips, she reached down, took off my boxers, and then dropped to her knees. My dick was getting excited just from seeing my cousin’s bare tits, and the kiss helped make me hard. She wasted no time in taking my cock in her mouth and blowing me.

She couldn’t, or at least wasn’t, deep throating me at the beginning. Then I grabbed the back of her head and thrust it onto my shaft. She held herself there with my cock almost reaching down to her throat. As she pulled out, her tongue did me in and I came mostly in her mouth, but a little on adıyaman escort her face too. She then kissed me and made me lick my jizz off her face.

As we stood there in an almost fully naked embrace, this would be my first chance to play with her breasts. I took her twins in my hands and had a hard time navigating them. I started with her right one and took that in my mouth for a full workout. The nipple was erect, which made biting it easy. Sucking and licking was also extremely easy, and she was really moaning over it now, so I moved on to her left one. Same things again while my left hand kept playing with the other one.

Since she had been moaning for so long, I figured her pussy had to be wet. I got down on my knees and undid her shorts then threw them to the ground. Starring back at me in front of my face was a cute pair of pink and white Victoria Secret panties with a large wet spot in the middle of them. As I licked that area, she both jumped and moaned, and then fell back on her bed. With her whole body resting on her mattress, she spread her legs and allowed greater access for my head and tongue.

I was feverishly working her pussy. Up, down, in, and around my tongue went, picking up every little bit of her female juices. karabük escort I had pulled her panties to the side, and that was fine, but it was time for them to come off. She obliged by pulling her knees together for long enough that I could get them off her, and then we were both 100% nude. As we rolled around on the bed together, my dick kept ribbing her clit enough that she finally stopped and reached over to her nightstand. From there, she came back holding a condom and demanded we go all the way.

Never would I have thought that babysitting would lead to sex with my cousin, but alas, here it was. I put the rubber on and then mounted Maggie, slowly inserting my cock into her wet, warm vagina. She moaned the loudest yet, so much so I thought she was gonna wake my younger cousin. We kept going though and it got smoother and smoother with every hump, and soon I was ready to cum again. She had already orgasmed several times judging by her shakes and moans, but now it was my turn. With one last big thrust, that put me over the edge, and I unloaded into the condom.

We each laid there, naked on her white sheets with cum now dripping out the condom and down my flaccid penis. Maggie couldn’t let it go to waste, so she removed the condom and licked me clean. As we were sitting there, we heard the garage door open and a car pull in. We quickly packed all our scattered clothes away and moved a pillow and a blanket to the floor for me to use as a makeshift bed. We were both tucked in and faking being asleep when her parents slowly opened the door to make sure we were both home and asleep. After they both left, we blew each other a kiss and fell asleep.

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