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If you are following the saga of my family and my reunion with my long-lost sister then you will know about the first time I fucked her at the frat party. We had both been attending the same college and she came to the final frat party of the year, just before finals, and my graduation.

I had fucked my sister Wynter after she had sucked and been sprayed with come from five of us frat guys. That was her first fuck. I had taken her pussy cherry, but definitely not her mouth cherry. That little slut loved sucking and gobbling up come from male cocks. She also became a fantastic fuck after I used that red haired pussy or hers, and her ass too.

Anyway, after graduation, during her summer break, I invited her to stay the weekend with me and my mother. She was still in the dark about our true relationship, as was my mother. But I was getting off royally humping my own sister. I was just finishing fucking her ass hole on Saturday night, when my Mom walked in and caught us.

I was just filling up a condom with my sperm, with my cock crammed up Wynter’s ass. I pulled out and took off the rubber. Then I looked at Mom and said, “Hi Mom, meet your daughter, Wynter.”

You would have thought I had told her I was joining Scientology. It was so funny to see the expression on Mom’s face, and then I looked at Wynter, and her expression mirrored Mom’s. They were both totally flabbergasted. Then, Wynter started crying, jumped up, and ran to Mom. Wearing just her little teddy with her tits and ass showing, she flung her arms around Mom. At first Mom stiffened, then I could see the tears welling up in her eyes. She was sobbing and hugging her little girl for the first time in almost eighteen years.

Then the recriminations started. Mom was yelling at me and hugging Wynter at the same time.

“Get your damned clothes on, Lowry.”

She was so pissed, but I could still see her looking at my cock. I knew that look from many women in my past. She liked what she was looking at. Anyway, that could wait. I got dressed and we all sat down there in the living room.

It took almost all night, but the story of our separate lives was talked over and examined and we all learned about our lives from the time of the divorce until now. When Mom asked Wynter how her

father, Stephen, was, Wynter blushed and said he was great. I wondered about the blush. There was a story there. Then Mom wanted to know when I had learned who Wynter was.

I told her. In fact, I told her everything about that frat party. I wanted to see what she would say. Wynter was so embarrassed. But she grinned, too.

I had noticed something while we sat there talking. Mom had been şişli üniversiteli escort keeping her legs crossed tightly under her nightgown. She had great legs for a forty-five year old woman. And she was a red head, too. It seemed we were all Irish in this family. But while she was keeping her legs crossed I could see her blushing while she listened to the part about the frat party. And her still perky tits were heaving up as she breathed heavily in and out. I knew that behavior. She was getting off on the story!

Finally, Mom told me to get my ass to bed. And she walked up the stairs with Wynter, still hugging her, and putting her to bed. She had completed the ream job of my behavior during our long talk. But she hadn’t forgotten, and she was making sure Wynter was okay and in her own room. We all slept in late that Sunday morning.

When I awoke about ten in the morning the first thing I did was go to Wynter’s room. I woke her up, quietly, and told her I wanted to know why she had blushed when Mom had asked about our Dad. She was very reluctant to say anything, but I hugged her and caressed her and just made her feel loved. That was when she told the the whole story.

“When I was eighteen Daddy told me there were some things I needed to know about boys. I had been bugging him to let me start dating and he told me that boys all wanted the same thing. I asked what thing that was. I had always had a good relationship with Daddy and so I trusted him to be honest. He told me that all boys wanted what I had in my panties, my ‘pussy’ he called it. And he said that I wasn’t to let them put their ‘pricks’ in my ‘pussy’. Well, I’d had health and hygiene is school so I already knew about sex. I just laughed and told Daddy I knew all about that. He looked at me kind of funny then.”

“Daddy took me into his lap and told me there were things I could do that didn’t mean I had to let boys fuck me. He said that I could do other things that boys liked and I could save my pussy for the special man I would meet someday. I wanted to know what he was talking about. I had never even seen a boy’s prick. And I wondered what he meant. So I asked. Daddy looked at me, blushing, and finally told me he would show me. He had me sit in a chair and he stood in front of me and unzipped his pants. Then he took out something I had never seen. It was his cock.”

“Daddy, what are you doing, I asked him, and he told me he was going to show me what I could do to not have to fuck boys. His cock was getting bigger and bigger. Finally, he told me to open my mouth. I did. He put the head of his cock in my open mouth and told me to lick taksim anal yapan escort and suck it. I did. I liked it. I liked the taste. I liked the feeling I got in my little pussy. I got all tingly down there. I wanted to touch it as I had done by myself in my room. So I stuck my hand down my pants and started fingering my cunt.”

“All this time, Daddy was getting more and more worked up. He started fucking my mouth and I started gagging, but he told me I would learn to take it all. He was right. I did take it all. He shot his come in my mouth and I liked it. I swallowed all of his come. And I had made myself come too. From then on, when I went on dates I would give the boys blow jobs and they would be satisfied. And I would come home from my dates and tell Daddy all about it. Then I would suck and lick and eat his cock for him. I love Daddy so much.”

That was Wynter’s story. It made me wish that Mom had treated me like Dad had treated my sister. And I decided that maybe I could do something about it. I told Wynter to take her time getting up. I told her to go ahead and take a shower and clean up whenever she was ready. Then I went into my room, cleaned up quickly, put on some sweats, put a rubber in my pocket, and went downstairs. Mom’s door to her bedroom was closed, but we didn’t lock doors in our house.

I quietly opened her door. She was sprawled on top of her bedspread on her back. The long night had made her so tired she hadn’t even crawled under the covers. And her nightgown was hiked up so that I could see all of her great legs. I could also see her pussy. Like her daughter, she didn’t wear panties to bed. I dropped my sweat pants and went up to the top of the bed where her still beautiful face was sleeping. Her red hair was cut short and was tousled as she lay there slowly breathing in and out. I started stroking my cock and pointed it at her pretty face.

I must have been jacking off for about five minutes when I saw her eyelids flutter, and suddenly her eyes opened. For a moment, I could see, she was lost and disoriented. Then she stared at my cock and rose up abruptly on her elbows.

“Lowry, what are you doing?”

I just kept jerking and smiled at her with my crooked grin. She kept staring, and staring, and suddenly she groaned and reached for my hips. She brought me to her face and began showing me where her daughter had got her talent for cock sucking.

Omigod! She must have loved to suck cock. I knew she was actively dating all the years we had lived here, and now I realized that she had not been celibate. She sucked my cock like her life depended upon it. She was so enthusiastic taksim bdsm escort that she was starting to chew and bite my prick until I was sure it was bleeding in her fucking mouth. Finally, I was approaching a strong come, but I had come in here for more than a blow job. I wanted my Mom’s pussy, just as I’d had my sister’s.

I took her head in my hands, pulled her off my cock, and started kissing my Mom with lots of tongue. I was making out with my Mom! And she was making out with me. I started mauling her great, perky tits through her nightgown, and then put my right hand on her shaved pussy. Unlike her daughter, Mom must have liked to give her men a clean landing strip! I diddled with her pussy lips and felt the wetness that was welling out of her cunt.

Stopping the kissing, backing away, I took the condom from my sweats on the floor, and Mom took it and opened the package. She then peeled it down over my cock, squeezing it quite hard as she did it. We were going to do this old school. I wanted to fuck my Mom face to face. Her nightgown was already up over her hips, so I just spread her legs, licked her pussy for good luck, lifted her legs onto my shoulders and started fucking my own Mom. God! She was still tight! Good pussy genes.

I loved the look on her face. I loved her. She was my Mom and I was fucking her. I rammed all of my cock into her great cunt and she pushed back with all her bucking strength. Thrust after thrust, I crammed all of my cock into her, withdrew almost completely, then thrust into her again. She was squealing with passion. I had never heard those sounds coming out of Mom. She was loving getting fucked by her son.

I could see her beautiful face in the grimace of love-making, and I could see the pussy juice coming out of her cunt and flowing over her choice thighs. I wanted to come in that pussy so badly. But I wanted her to remember the first fuck from her Lowry with great fondness and joy. So I held off and continued to ream her cunt with my cock, while she kept moaning and coming. After ten minutes I was becoming tired of holding her legs on my shoulders, so I brought them down, and she immediately wrapped them around my waist. She really knew how to fuck!

Finally it was enough for both of us. I began shooting my sperm into the condom and she kept bucking until we both just fell into our arms. I was on top, feeling her great tits in my chest, my cock still in her pussy, and I began kissing my lovely Mom. We made soft love with our mouths as my cock shrank and finally fell out of her cunt.

That fuck session was over. I slowly rose, took the rubber off, tossed it into the waste and smiled down at Mom. She smiled back. Then she rose and began to clean my cock and balls with her mouth. She made love to her son’s manhood with her lovely, soft mouth, lips and tongue. It was as she was sucking on my cock that I looked up and saw Wynter standing in the doorway.

Deja vu, I thought. Hasn’t this happened before? Now it was really going to get interesting.

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I am not what you call a good girl, not by any stretch of the imagination but especially in the bedroom. I like to try everything and anything, literally anything you want I’m up for it. I like to please a man. I like to watch his face as I wrap my full lips around his thick long cock. I’ve always been a giver, so one day I decided to give a sexy surprise to a friend of mine…

I live in some dull University halls, dull and boring. It was a six bedroom corridor mixed girls and boys, we all have our own bathroom but share a kitchen. Well I knew that this one particular day it was just me and Alex in the corridor, everyone else had seminars. Alex was a quiet kind of boy, the kind that wouldn’t shock you if they did something bad. He definitely had his secrets. I propped my bedroom door open and went into the shower, leaving the bathroom door open. As the hot water started running over my body my hands travelled up and down me, I put a small helping of body wash on my hand and started massaging it onto my skin and that’s when I saw him.

Alex was trying to hide in the crack of my open door, he was watching me.

I continued to wash my body, letting my hands travel up and down my body, then I let my hands find my nipples, I started to fondle with them, my mouth dropped and then my eyes closed. I heard the unbuckle of a belt and I knew Alex had şişli rus escort started to pleasure himself so I opened my legs a little wider for him, to tease him. I kept one hand on one nipple and let my other hand slowly travel down my body until it found my pussy. I started to play with myself, flicking my little clit and then I started to moan.

Alex wasn’t making it a secret that he was there now, although he was still hiding his gentle moans and heavy breathing gave him away.

I turned my back on him and pressed one hand against the shower wall to steady myself as I continued to finger my sweet pussy.

“Ahhhh!” I screamed as I came.

I opened my eyes and turned around, looking directly at Alex. His eyes widened.

“Are you coming to join me?” I asked.

His mouth dropped open slightly.

“Come on big boy, show me what you’ve got.” I said and bit my lip.

Alex quickly removed his trousers and came into my room, shutting the door behind him.

“How did you know?” He asked.

“You were way too obvious.” I replied looking down at the big, thick cock.

He smirked as he noticed my eyes widen slightly.

“You gonna show me what you got?” I ask.

“Why don’t you lay back on that bed and let me do the work?” He asked.

I smiled.

“A man in control.. şişli türbanlı escort I like it.” I said.

“No one can ever know about this, okay?” He asked.

He started to show some nerves.

“Listen, let’s make a deal. If we enjoy this, we become friends with benefits. If we don’t, then we never mention this again.” I said.

“Okay but if we’re friends with benefits we should have each other whenever we want.” Alex said.

“Obviously. Now let’s seal the deal.” I giggled.

I walked over to the bed and Alex pushed me so I fell down onto it. I turned over so I lay on my back.

“No, on all fours like a good girl.” Alex ordered.

I got on all fours.

“You should know I’m not a good girl.” I told him.

“Oh… but you’re my good girl now aren’t you?” He asked.

I felt him climb up behind me, putting his hands on my arse cheeks and spreading them. Then I felt his face brushing against my arse, his nose sliding down the crack.

“Are you going to be my good girl?” He asked.

He pressed his nose against my clit making me arch my back and gasp in shock.

“I’ll be whatever the hell you want me to be.” I gasped.

“Good.”

He stuck his tongue straight into my pussy causing me to cry out. He swirled it round and round making me want şişli ucuz escort to pant. He continued this sweet pleasure for some time before removing his tongue and replacing it with a finger.

“Move back and forth.” He ordered.

I did what he said and moaned as I felt an orgasm building as his finger pumped in and out of my pussy.

“I need to come.” I moaned.

“Then come for me.” He ordered.

I felt one of his hands reach up and pinch my nipples causing me to fall over the edge, I screamed as my orgasm rocked my body.

“Now lie on your back.”

I turned myself over and laid on my back. Alex then put his knees on either side of my head and rested his cock against my cheek.

“Open wide.” He smirked down at me.

I opened my mouth and he moved so he started to face fuck me.

His long thick cock filled my mouth up, I was struggling to breathe but this feeling was incredible. His balls were slapping against my chin. He started grunting and his face tightened.

“I’m gonna come over that slutty face!” He grunted.

He took his cock out and started pumping it over my face.

“You liked me watching you shower didn’t you? Tell me how much you liked it.” He grunted.

“I loved you watching me wash my body and finger myself. I was imaging you joining me and fucking me in the shower.” I said.

Just as I said that Alex let out a final grunt and I felt his warm cum cover my face, I closed my eyes as it splattered over my entire face and hair.

When he was finished Alex collapsed next to me.

“Wanna fuck in the shower next?” He panted.

I looked at him and we both laughed. Who knew…

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For newcomers who might like to catch up on the previous chapters, a quick summary follows.

On holiday in Devon with my parents and my brother Matt, we make friends with Abi and her daughter Sally. So begins a series of increasingly exciting sexual adventures.

• Chapter One – I accidentally stumble across Matt fucking Sally. Abi catches me watching them, and she masturbates with me while we both watch.

• Chapter Two — That evening in our bedroom, I tell Matt that I saw him with Sally. We each masturbate, and he ejaculates on my naked body.

• Chapter Three — The next day, I meet Sally on the beach while skinny-dipping and sunbathing topless, and we have sex.

• Chapter Four — That night, Sally asks me to film her and Matt fucking. Afterwards, they film me masturbating.

• Chapter Five — The next day, I meet Abi again. She watches me pee in the bath, and then I fist her.

• Chapter Six — That evening, I meet Matt in a pub garden and we watch the video of him and Sally fucking. Turned on, I give him a blow-job, and he fingers me until I orgasm.

• Chapter Seven — The next day, I go with my parents to a cider farm. While they are out of the way, I have a quickie fuck with the farmer’s son.

• Chapter Eight — That afternoon, I meet Abi and pee in the bath again, this time directly onto her. Her husband, Chris, arrives, and he fucks me, including giving me my first taste of anal sex.

Now read on…

I woke early on Friday morning, and lay in bed idly strumming at my clitoris. I opened my legs just far enough to allow me to slip a couple of fingers inside my vagina, and was pleasantly surprised to find how sloppy I already was up there. It was the last full day of my holiday, and to be honest, it hadn’t been anything like I’d expected. I’d had a hell of a lot of sex, for a start, and not just of the normal “in, out and wipe yourself clean” kind, either. Peeing, fisting, anal: I’d had my eyes (and other places) well and truly opening during the last few days. And Matt hadn’t done too badly either. I wasn’t sure how many times he’d fucked Sally, but I was surprised he hadn’t worn out his cock completely. I could see him across the room, still sleeping. Or if he was awake and wanking, he was doing it very quietly.

I looked at my phone: nearly time to get up for breakfast. I got up and had a quick shower, and by the time I was finished Matt was awake as well, sitting on the bed scratching his balls.

“Can’t you leave them alone for once?” I asked, as I finished towelling myself dry, and he stuck out his tongue at me.

Anyway, after breakfast we went up to the village with our parents to get the usual boxes of fudge and biscuits for work colleagues and friends. We decided to go back to the hotel for lunch, where we bumped into Abi, Chris and Sally, and the adults all ended up in the bar having a drink.

Then they started talking about their kids. I know some parents would have been trying to get one up on each other, boasting about how brilliant their offspring were, but that wasn’t my mum and dad’s style at all. They just started telling a load of stories about how awful Matt and I were when we were younger, and all about the stupid things we used to do, like pushing each other into the garden pond and painting the cat pink. Then Abi and Chris started on about Sally, so before long the parents were in fits of laughter, while we kids just sat there feeling embarrassed.

“Honestly,” I said, after sitting through yet another tale about me dropping some keys down the toilet and flushing them round the S-bend, “I’m not going to sit here and listen to another embarrassing story. Come on, Sally, let’s go to the beach. This may be our last chance.”

“Can I come too?” asked Matt, obviously fed up as well.

“Sure,” I said. “Let’s all get our things and go over to Granta Beach. It’ll be lovely and warm by this time of day.”

Matt and I went up to our room and I undressed again, before putting on my skimpiest little bikini, with the cups that aren’t really cups at all, just triangles of material that cover my nipples. I could see Matt admiring it as he pulled his swim-shorts on, and I gave a little twirl and wriggled my bum at him, before putting on my little sun-dress over it.

We met up with Sally by the gate. She was dressed like me, in a sun-dress with bikini underneath, and very nice she looked too. We set off along the cliff path to Granta Beach (which regular readers will remember was where Sally and I had had some naughty fun, way back in Chapter Three). As we walked above it, we could see that it was deserted as usual. It’s not surprising, really, since you have to climb down over some pretty rough rocks to get to it. Most parents don’t take their kids there, which is all the better for those of us who like a bit of peace and quiet when we’re sunbathing, and doing other stuff.

Anyway, we arranged all our towels and bags on the sand and stripped down to our şişli üniversiteli escort swimming costumes.

“I fancy a quick dip first, before I put the rest of my sun-cream on,” announced Sally.

“Good idea,” said Matt, “I need to pee anyway.”

“You filthy beast,” said Sally, laughing. “Go and pee over there in the rocks if you need to go.”

I wondered if Sally had inherited her mum’s taste for water-sports. There was only one way to find out.

“If we’re going for a swim, let’s have some fun first,” I suggested. “Ok Matt, I dare you to pee all over Sally.”

Sally’s eyes were wide open and her jaw dropped.

“Oh my God, you cannot be serious,” she said. “That’s just so disgusting.” But she was laughing as she said it, so I had a feeling she wouldn’t need much more persuading.

“Oh go on,” I said, rubbing my hand over my pussy to show how turned on I was by the idea. “Haven’t you ever wanted to try it? It’s so hot, and you can go in the sea straight after to wash it off. How about it, Matt?”

“Fuck, yes,” he said. “Come on Sally, we’ve just got to give it a go.” I could see a massive tent in his swim-shorts, so he was obviously rock hard.

Sally blushed. “Shit, okay,” she said, “Since you two perverts are so keen. Let’s go over behind the rocks. I don’t want anyone to see.”

We paddled round so we were hidden from the shore, and found a tiny patch of sand that was almost underwater. Sally leant against the rocks.

“Come on then, if you’re going to do it,” she said. “Just don’t get it on my face, ok?”

Matt pulled his erect cock out of the top of his shorts and stood close to Sally, pointing it up towards her tits. He pulled the foreskin down, and I could see a look of concentration on his face.

“Here it comes,” he said, and a great arc of pale yellow piss began to stream out. At first it splashed off Sally’s tummy, but then it gathered force and he began to spray it over her bikini-clad tits. It was splashing off them all over the place, and soon great rivulets were running down her tummy and over her bikini bottoms. I leant over and with a giggle pulled her bikini top down, so the pee was splashing over her bare boobs.

Sally was swearing under her breath, but I could tell she was turned on as well. She pulled the front of her bikini pants out so she could see the pee running down into them and over her pussy, before cascading down her legs.

As Matt’s flow began to slow down, I leant over and hugged her to me, smelling the fresh, musky scent of pee all over her. I put my hand down her wet bikini pants and held her pussy.

“Can you pee too?” I asked. “I want to feel it. I’m going to do it too.”

“Oh fuck, okay,” she whimpered.

I felt her release a small trickle of warm liquid in my palm, which slowly gathered pace. I released my own, and felt the same warm gush start to fill my bikini pants before running down my legs. I took Sally’s hand and shoved it down my bikini, so she could feel my piss on her fingers. Her eyes were shut and she was gasping as I leant against her, our twin streams of pee running down our legs and soaking into the sand. I leant down and licked at her bare left breast, tasting the sharp taste of my brother’s urine. Her nipple was hard and aroused, and I took it in my mouth and sucked on it. I felt so dirty as my pee ran down my leg, and yet so aroused, just as I had when peeing with Sally’s mum.

Matt was rubbing his cock, although maybe he was more turned on by the hot lesbo action than by the fact that we were both peeing ourselves.

All too soon I felt Sally’s trickle coming to an end, and mine followed soon afterwards.

“Fuck, Annie, you really loved that, didn’t you?” said Sally with a little smile, and I nodded shamefully.

“Come on, into the sea,” I said quickly, before I had to admit what a pee-slut I’d become, and ran out into the surf. It was bloody cold at first, but once I’d got over the initial shock it was nice. Sally took off her bikini top completely, and rinsed it in the sea, before diving completely under the water to wash the pee off her body. Then she pulled her bikini top on again, which was a pity.

She and Matt were soon mucking about in the waves, trying to push each other over in the surf. He had found a length of seaweed, and was flicking her with it, until she managed to wrestle it off him and tried to stuff it down the front of his swim-shorts. She ended up pulling them right down, and then laughed at the sight of his penis, shrunken to a tiny ball by the cold water. She stuffed the seaweed on top of it, then pulled his shorts back up.

I couldn’t help laughing as he chased her up the beach, the seaweed dangling out of his shorts. They fell onto the towels together. Sally lay on her back, laughing, her breasts heaving, as Matt knelt over her. He put his hand on her flat stomach and stroked it, then leant over to kiss her as his hand taksim anal yapan escort slid down inside her bikini pants and began to rub at her pussy. I could see the bulge of his hand inside her bikini; from the way it was moving, it looked as if he had pushed at least one finger inside her vagina and was gently finger-fucking her.

She was writhing about on the towel, arching her pelvis against his hand. His other hand was on her breast, and he slowly pulled the cup down off her right tit. He began to roll her nipple between his fingers, and I could see how hard her other nipple was, rising up inside her bikini cup.

They almost seemed to have forgotten I was there. I knelt down on my towel, parted my legs, and began to rub at my pussy through my bikini bottoms. Massaging the soft bulge of my mound, I felt my clitoris start to swell inside its little fold of flesh. I remembered how shy Sally had been, showing her bare breasts to me that first time we had sex, down here on this very beach.

Leaving my rubbing for a moment, I leant down and put my hand on the small cup that only just covered Sally’s other breast, gently stroking round her hard nipple. She looked at me and smiled. I smiled back, and pulled the cup down so that both her large breasts were bare. Matt’s face was buried in the nape of her neck as his fingers burrowed into her bikini bottoms, and I lay down and pressed my face against her breast, sticking out my tongue and licking at it, tasting the saltiness from the seawater. I took her whole puffy nipple in my mouth, gripped it between my teeth and carefully tugged at it, stretching it and making her squeal out.

“No, don’t stop,” she gasped as I let it go, so I nibbled at it some more, taking the flesh of her breast in my mouth and biting quite hard.

“Shit, oh fuck, oh shit,” she was muttering between clenched teeth. She was obviously getting really turned on by my biting. I could see that my teeth were leaving little red welts across her otherwise smooth, creamy flesh, and my own breath was coming faster as I nipped and pinched at her breasts.

Sally had arched her leg up and Matt was rubbing his crotch against her fleshy thigh. His cock was hard again inside his shorts, and as I watched I saw the round purple tip peep out from the top of his shorts, before disappearing back inside.

I pulled on the lacy tie at the side of Sally’s bikini bottoms, releasing the bow. I lifted the triangle of material away from her mound, so that I could see Matt’s fingers buried inside her vagina. They were slick with her juices, and I became fascinated by the way the wet folds of her labia clung to his fingers as they plunged in and out. His thumb was strumming over her clitoris, which was bulging out like a ripe little rosebud.

I wanted to see my brother’s erect penis inside her, one last time. I got hold of the elasticated waist of Matt’s swim-shorts, and dragged them down, releasing his erection. I looked at Sally, lying there on the towel, her bikini top pulled down off her breasts, her legs thrown wide apart, while Matt kissed her at the same time as finger-fucking her.

He kicked his shorts right off, then positioned his cock at Sally’s entrance. Her labia were puffy with arousal, and he teased her by running his cock up and down her slit, getting the tip wet with her juices but not yet entering her.

“Come on, fuck me,” she begged. “What are you waiting for? Can’t you see how wet I am?”

He relented, and pushed forward, his cock disappearing inside her. “Oh, yes, that’s better,” she whispered, as he began to fuck her properly, his cock quickly becoming slippery with her juices. It was such a turn-on to watch, seeing his cock disappear into her, then reappear all slippery, her sticky vaginal walls clinging to it, before it slid back inside again. I started to masturbate, rubbing at my clitoris, but then Sally reached out and pulled me over.

“I want you too, Annie,” she said. Suddenly she rolled over, letting Matt’s cock slip out of her, and pushed me onto my back. She straddled me, and while Matt grabbed hold of her and pushed his cock back into her from behind, she pulled my bikini top up, letting my tits loose. Now on her knees, with Matt thrusting into her doggie-style, she dragged at my pants too, and I wriggled my legs, kicking them off so that I was naked as well. I tried to pull Sally down on top of me, but instead she rolled over yet again and dragged Matt down on top of both of us. His erect cock slipped out of her and slapped against my leg, leaving a trail of Sally’s sticky juices. Sally grabbed hold of it and began to push it against my vulva.

Even in my aroused state, I tried to resist, closing my legs so his cock bounced harmlessly on my thigh.

“Hey, no, not that, not here,” I stammered, but Sally shushed me.

“You made Matt piss on me,” she said. “Now it’s my turn. I want to watch your brother fuck you.”

Damn, she taksim bdsm escort was right. She’d gone along with that, so I should do something for her in return. But fuck my twin brother? I’d never felt anything remotely sexual for him before this week, but we’d already gone so much further during the last few days than I’d have believed possible. On the one hand, this would be a fuck, the real thing. On the other, a blow-job was sex too, so was it so very different to take his cock in my cunt as well as my mouth? I’d swallowed his cum; swirled its thick, gooey saltiness round in my mouth; tasted it in my throat. Surely just letting him squirt it up my vagina was actually less intimate, not more?

All these thoughts spun through my mind in much less time than it takes to write. Matt looked at me, his twin sister, naked and horny. His cock was sticking up like a flag-pole, rock-hard and ready. I knew he wouldn’t do it if I wasn’t happy, but from the look on his face I could tell he was up for it. Oh, what the fuck, I’d done so many crazy things this holiday, what was one more? So I gave him a dirty smile, and nodded.

“Ok, but take me this way,” I said, turning over on my front and sticking my bum in the air. Matt took hold of my waist and positioned himself behind me. Sally grabbed his cock and gave it a few quick pumps to make sure it was properly erect, then rubbed it against my vulva, getting the tip nice and moist with my juices. She just popped the head in between my labia, and rubbed it up and down over the entrance to my hole, teasing me. Then Matt gripped my waist and pushed forward, and my vagina opened to admit him, his whole length entering me in one smooth movement. Without hesitation, he began to thrust in and out, my vaginal walls contracting around his cock to suck him in.

Sally knelt next to me and squeezed my bum with one hand, while playing with my dangling breasts with the other. I felt her fingers sliding down into the crack of my bum, then one of them pressed at the entrance to my hole. My anus was still tender from the hammering it had received the night before, and I winced as Sally’s finger slipped inside and curved round so that she could feel Matt’s cock inside my vagina, just as I had done with Chris’s. What would she say if she knew that her dad had been fucking me the day before in exactly the same way as Matt was now? I was glad I’d cleaned out all the lube, otherwise she might have wondered why I was so gooey up there. My God, this was insane.

“How does it feel, Matt, fucking your sister?” she asked, as her finger wiggled inside my bum-hole.

“Fucking awesome,” he gasped, his cock slamming into me.

Abandoning my boobs, she transferred her hand to my clitoris, and began to rub at it, her fingers alternating between fast and slow up-and-down movements. As Matt’s cock pumped in and out, I could feel the clitoral stimulation from her fingers start to propel me towards orgasm.

“Oh God, oh yes,” I gasped, “That’s it, don’t stop.”

Her fingers began to move faster, and my breathing hastened to match them. I was letting out little squeaks now as my orgasm inexorably built within me. I began to tremble, and gritted my teeth to stop myself from screaming out loud as I came, my whole body shaking. Matt was moving faster now, his balls slapping into me with every thrust, his hands gripping my waist. Sally’s finger was still in my bum as I felt him start to shudder, and then hold himself steady as he ejaculated deep inside me, filling me with his hot, creamy jism.

I felt him pull out, and saw Sally wriggle over to him. His still hard cock was glistening with a mixture of my juices and his own cum, and Sally took it into her mouth and gently sucked it clean. I collapsed onto the towel and rolled onto my back, panting heavily. Then Sally came over to me and pulled my legs apart so she could see my sticky cunt, my labia pink and puffy with arousal. She lay down between my legs and pulled my labia apart open with her fingers, so she could look right up into my hole. I clenched my vaginal muscles together, trying to squeeze out what was inside.

“Oh fuck, Annie, I can see his cum inside you,” she giggled. “It’s all oozing out.”

I felt a dribble run down my thigh, before Sally pressed her face right against my vulva, her tongue lapping into me, trying to hoover up the contents. I could feel her tongue tickling round my entrance, and the slurping noises as she sucked it all up.

At last, she seemed to have got as much of it as she could, and she sat up with a grin, her face sticky with secretions. She opened her mouth and showed me that she hadn’t swallowed all of it, then crawled over to me and kissed me, transferring the sticky mess into my mouth. I swilled it round with my tongue, getting the full effect of the taste, before swallowing it with a grin.

“I was a nice girl until I met you two,” Sally said. “What would my friends think if they knew?”

“You’d better not boast about it on Twitter,” I said, “or they’ll think you’re a total slut-bucket.”

“And what about your mum?” considered Matt. “How much does she know?”

“Well, we’ve had a little chat about you,” said Sally. “She knows we’ve been fucking, obviously, and she’s just told me to take precautions and warned me not to get too upset when you go home tomorrow.”

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I was soaking in a nice warm bubble bath. I’d started my period the day after finding out my siblings, Josh and Becky were actually my secret admirer, and that they were living together as husband and wife. Now though, my period was two days behind me, and I was feeling naughty. It was Tuesday evening, and Wednesday was my day off.

I reached for my phone, “Hi Tina, its Dallas”; I said when my friend answered. “I’m wonderful, thanks. The reason I was calling—yes” I said with a giggle as she’d guessed my reason. “I’ll see you at ten then. We’ll get some sun and then do . . . whatever comes to mind. See you tomorrow.”

My next call was to Becky. I wasn’t surprised to learn that she’d just gotten past her period as well. We’d always been on the same schedule—and the same as our mom’s. I told her I was thinking about taking a few days off work in two weeks, and she assured me she and Josh could manage the same, although he’d have to remain on call. He was team leader on one of the local Geek Squads.

While we were talking, I slid my hand down to my pussy and began gently teasing it. “Just thinking about all the fun we’re going to have is making me horny. I’m in the bath right now, and I’m playing with my tingling pussy.”

She giggled, “If I was there, you wouldn’t need to do that. I’d do it for you, and more . . . a lot more.”

“Then it’s too bad you’re not here, because I’d surely let you.”

“I can be there in forty-five minutes. I just need to take a quick shower.”

“What will Josh say about that?”

“He won’t mind . . . if I promise to give him a detailed account of everything when I get home.”

“Then screw the shower. We’ll take one together when you get here.”

* * *

While I was waiting for my sister to show up, I got an idea and made a mental note to see what she thought of it.

It wasn’t a long wait—perhaps thirty minutes. I went to the door still naked. The door hadn’t even closed before her bikini top was off. Her shorts and thong were on the floor seconds later, and we started kissing immediately.

“Whew!” I gasped when we came up for air. “I guess I’m still new to the girl-girl thing, and the kissing blows my mind.”

She showed me a grin, “I know, but you’ve been with Tina, and that’s one more than me. I’ve never–“

“Oh my gawd!” I gasped. Are you telling me when I was at your place, that was the–?” Her nodding head stopped me in mid question. Her grin grew even wider. “Gawd! I never would have guessed that in a million years. I was your first girl-girl kiss . . . ever?”

She bit her lower lip and nodded again, so I asked her, “Well, what do you think?”

“I’m here, aren’t I?”

“I guess that’s my answer then.”

She got a very serious, lustful look on her face, “Dal, I’m dying to experience the rest of it. I’ve been fantasizing about being with you for so many years . . . I was beginning to think it would never happen. And then you let Josh work on your laptop at the store, and . . . here I am.”

So that’s how they found out about my stories. I’d forgotten all about him working on my laptop. “But that was over a year ago.”

She nodded, “It took us that long to come up with a plan.”

I took her hand and led her into my den. “Do you have to work early tomorrow?”

“No, I can spend the night if you want. I don’t have to be at work until two.”

“Perfect.” I said. “I’m meeting Tina at the beach at ten. Vodka Seven okay?”

When I looked over my shoulder, I could see her staring at the carpet in front of her, and then she said in a timid voice, “I guess you could feel me shaking, huh?”

“No, not at all. My first time wasn’t that long ago, so I can still plainly remember how nervous I was—hell, I’m nervous now.”

Her mood finally lightened, “Then make mine a strong one.” She said with a giggle.

I remembered back to how slow and patient Tina had been with me. We’d just sat and talked for a while before going upstairs to her bedroom. I sat on the sofa and patted the place for my sister to sit next to me. “Just relax and let the alcohol help calm your nerves. It’s early, so we have plenty of time.”

After we’d each taken a couple of sips from our glasses, I asked her, “Do you know what I enjoy most about the kissing?” She just shook her head, so I told her, “When we’re standing up and I get to feel your breasts pressing against my nipples. That really gets my motor running.”

“I like that too.” She said, “It’s so different than with a man—well, with Josh anyway. He’s the only man I’ve been with.”

Her admission didn’t surprise me, since they’d already told me they’d been lovers for so many years. They must have started very young. “Has Josh been with anyone else?”

She shook her head again, so I asked her, “So, how are you going to feel about that—not only knowing it, but seeing it and even participating in it?”

“Gawd! That’s going to be fucking awesome! We’ve been talking about that for so, so long. We both really want it to happen.”

“You’re that sure?”

“Gawd şişli rus escort yes! I wish he was here right now—but not really, I guess. I’d like my first time to be . . .”

“Less complicated?”

“Yeah, I want to take my time and enjoy it with just the two of us.”

I was only half finished with my drink when she drained the last of hers. “May I have one more?”

I let out a chuckle, “Okay, but I won’t make this one quite as strong. I want you to be able to remember everything we do clearly tomorrow so you can give Josh what he wants to hear.” And then I suddenly remembered the idea I’d had earlier. When I told her about it, she laughed for a long time, and then eagerly agreed.

I teased my fingers along her thigh and then slid my hand up to gently cup her breast. “Ummm” She purred, “That feels nice.”

I leaned over and kissed her, our tongues doing a slow waltz together. When I finally withdrew, she said in a lustful tone, “Can we stand up and do that again . . . and then go to your bedroom?”

I responded by standing up and placing both our drinks on the table. Then I helped her to her feet and moved close to her, feeling her nipples brush mine. I kept her at that distance for some time before pulling her to me and kissing her passionately. It was a very long kiss, sensual at first, and then very lustful and needy.

When we broke our kiss, she surprised me by taking my hand and leading me to the hallway, “Which one is—shit, I didn’t take a shower.”

“Then let’s. It’s the last door on the right.”

When we stepped into the shower in the master bath, she pulled me close and kissed me again, this time running her hands over my already taut nipples. “Mmmmm, I love your nipples. I wish mine were that long.”

I chuckled, “I’ll trade you—but not just our nipples. You get my nipples, and I get your tits.”

I washed her slowly, making sure to get all her cracks and crevasses. Of course, I spent a lot of time on her breasts. She finally giggled, “I think they’re clean.”

I didn’t realize just how alike we were until I tried to lay her on my bed to make love to her. She stopped me, “May I? I’ve been dreaming of this for so long, I really want to enjoy you for a few minutes.”

Dutifully, I lay back on the bed and propped my head up with a pillow. She sat beside me and looked at my body for a long time before reaching out to trail her fingers over me, starting at my cheek and working her way slowly downward.

When she got to my breasts, she leaned over and kissed me for a long time while gently kneading them. Then she moved lower and began kissing them and licking them, taking my long nipples between her lips and flicking them with her tongue.

She kept that up while her hand moved lower and teased my pussy. She found my clit and softly rubbed it before moving lower and inserting a finger inside my already wet tunnel.

“I want to taste you now.” She said in a lustful tone, “Gawd, I’ve wanted to taste your pussy ever since I learned what oral sex was.”

I answered by pulling my feet up and spreading my knees. She walked to the foot of the bed and crawled toward me very slowly, never taking her eyes off her prize.

She began by kissing and licking my inner thighs. Finally though, she slid her hands between my feet and butt and lowered her mouth to my pussy, first kissing it softly, and then licking between my lips, swirling her tongue over my swollen clit.

I didn’t take much of that to build me to my first orgasm. My pussy and thighs twitched uncontrollably. There was no mistaking what was happening, so she quickly dove her tongue into my pussy, sending me over the top. “Oh Gawd Yes, Baby, Yes!”

Two orgasms later, I made her stop. I couldn’t take anymore—couldn’t breathe. She did stop, but showed me a pout as she crawled up beside me and hugged me.

When I was calmer, she purred, “It was everything I dreamed it would be, Dal. I could do that all night.”

I chuckled, “Yeah, but couldn’t take you doing it that long. It’s hard for me to believe you’ve never done that before. You’re so fucking good at it.”

“Oh, I’ve done it thousands of times . . . in my mind.”

Something finally dawned on me. “We forgot about Josh.”

She laughed, “Well then, I guess you’re just going to have to let me do it again.

I laughed with her, “Okay, if you twist my arm hard enough, I guess I can endure a little more of that torture. But I need a few minutes. Let’s grab another drink.”

* * *

Before returning to the bedroom, I got my IPad from my computer room. When we were ready, I touched the “Facetime” icon and put in Josh’s phone number. When he didn’t answer, I called their home phone from my cell phone. “Didn’t you get my Facetime request?”

“Uh, no, sorry. My cell is in the other room. Give me a minute to get it and try again.”

I tried again, this time he answered. I switched the camera view to the rear so he could clearly see Becky eating my pussy. She stopped long enough to show him şişli türbanlı escort a wide grin and wave at him.

“Can you see what she’s doing?” I asked him.

“Fuck yeah! Holy shit Beck, that’s steaming hot.”

I decided to tease him a bit, “Yes, it is steaming hot. My baby sister is eating my pussy, and she’s very good at it. She’s already made me cum three times. Right now, she’s moving her soft tongue over and around my clit. Gawd yes, baby, right there, shit, right . . . right there. I’m . . .GAWD! FUCK! Oh Gawd!” And I panted loudly for him. Becky showed me a wink. She knew I wasn’t cumming, but just putting on a show for Josh. “Oh Gawd, Josh. Now she’s got her tongue buried deep in my pussy. She’s licking my cum from inside my hot throbbing pussy.”

Becky looked up from what she was doing long enough to lick her lips and show him a naughty grin, “Ummmmm I love her cum. It’s sweet and slick and oh so yummy, Mmmmmmm.” And then she went immediately back to eating me.

“Are you hard yet, Josh? Is you cock hard from watching your Becky eat my pussy? Do you need to stroke your hard throbbing cock and cum all over your hand?”

“Uh, actually, I am.”

“Oh Gawd, let me see. I want to see you stroke that hard cock.”

He moved his phone lower and he was indeed stroking his hard cock. “Oh, Becky, he is, he really is jacking off from watching you eat my pussy. And he has a very impressive cock too . . . of course, you already know that. Ooooo I can’t wait to get it in my mouth and have him fill my pussy and ass with that beautiful hard cock. I want to taste his cum. We can suck that cock of his together and share is delicious cum. Cum for me Josh. I want to see you cum from watching your sweet innocent little Becky eat your big sister’s pussy. Cum for me, please. I desperately want to see you cum. I’ll probably cum again just from watching you shoot your marvelous cum out into the air. Please.”

It didn’t take long, and my brother did what I asked. He spurted cum through the air for almost half a minute. When he was done, I told him, “Now go clean yourself up. It’s time for me to eat my sister’s pussy, and I want to give her my full concentration. I love you. Bye.” And I ended the Facetime call.

Becky and I both burst out laughing. “Damn!” She said when she could. “It didn’t take him long to cum. He usually lasts a very, very long time.”

I giggled, “He’s never watched you eat pussy before.”

“No” She corrected me, “Well yes—but no, he hasn’t seen me eat our big sister’s pussy before. Just any old pussy would have made him jack off, but because it was yours is surely why he came so quickly.”

* * *

We lay there for quite some time, me on my back, her head nestled in my shoulder. We were just enjoying being naked together on my bed. “It’s my turn.” I purred and started to move, but she grabbed me, her eyes pleading.

“Please don’t—not yet, I mean. I want to do it some more. Can I, please?”

I’m sure most women would enjoy having their pussies eaten a lot more often and for longer than they actually get it done to them. And I’m not sure I would have even said this about myself before being with Tina, but aside from my clit growing a bit numb from too much direct attention, I could enjoy having my pussy eaten for hours on end. When you remove the option of getting all worked up and begging for a hard fucking, it would be insane not to want more of it.

“I’m all yours, Sis, for as long as you want. Two things though: First, go easy on my clit or you’ll make it numb, and second, before we’re done, I want to taste you and feel you cum into my mouth. Okay?”

A wide grin crossed her face and she let out a naughty giggle, “For as long as I want, really?”

I chuckled, “Well, I’ll probably need a break now and then.”

“Yeah, I really need to pee.”

“I’ll make us another drink.”

* * *

My little sister really put my earlier statement about being able to enjoy having my pussy eaten for hours on end to the test. I lost track of how many times I came, but I’m sure it was a dozen, or damn close to it.

When it was finally my turn, I spent a long time touching and kissing her breasts. Gawd, I loved feeling breasts, first Tina’s and now Becky’s. When I felt her pussy, she was dripping wet, so I went right to it.

My sister came very quickly, and I was rewarded with a healthy portion of her slick cum. “If you’re going to keep that up, you’d better go get a towel. I cum a lot sometimes.”

I didn’t quite know what to think about that, but I got a towel and spread it under her. Then I started where I’d left off. Her second orgasm came after only another five or so minutes, this one causing her to pant and quake for a good while.

It took a long time before I felt her pussy and thighs start to tremble again. This time, I lifted her a bit and began teasing her ass with my tongue, “OH GAWD!” She screamed and grabbed my head, holding me tight to her. I took that to mean she was okay with what I was şişli ucuz escort doing, so I wiggled my tongue inside her tight puckered hole. “FUCK YES!” She screamed again, and then “OH MY GAWD!”

I knew she was right there, so I worked my tongue farther into her ass, and then it happened. I was showered with her cum. It covered my face and shoulders. My hair was wet with it, and when I finally raised up, I could feel it running down my body.

After several seconds, she opened her eyes. She was still gasping for air. When she saw me, she got a horrified look on her face. “Gawd, Sis, I’m . . . I’m so, so sorry.”

I stood up and looked down at my chest. Her cum was still trailing down my body, so I began rubbing it into my bare flesh. I used the back of my hand to wipe my face. “Whew! You warned me about it, but Holy Shit. I never expected that much.”

“Dal, I’m so sorry. I . . . I usually only gush that much when Josh is fucking he hard from behind. I don’t know why . . . I guess it was what you were doing. Josh has never done that—not with his tongue.”

“Don’t worry about it. I’ll know what to expect next time.” I said as I stepped into the bathroom without closing the door and turned on the shower water.

Becky joined me in the bathroom before I got in the shower and pulled me to her. She kissed me passionately, then giggled and licked my cheek. “I love the taste of it.” She told me. “I always suck Josh off after I cum like that.”

“Next time, when you think it’s going to happen, let me know and I’ll get plenty to share with you.”

“Now that would be fucking awesome.”

* * *

The next morning, I was awakened by my sister’s tongue on my nipple. Then I moaned and opened my eyes, she giggled, “Time to get up, sleepy head. If you’ve got to meet Tina at ten, you’d better get a wiggle on it.”

I looked at the clock. It was just after nine. “Damn” I said as I gave Becky a quick kiss and crawled out of bed.

As she was leaving, my little sis had only one thing to say, “Dal, can we do this again . . . before we do it with Josh?”

* * *

Tina was waiting for me in the parking lot. She’d brought two reclining chairs. After undressing, we each carried one to our favorite spot.

Half reclining, half sitting, I told her all about Josh and Tina, and I spent a long time telling her about the previous evening and night. “She’s a squirter?” Tina gasped.

When I nodded, her hand flew to her chest. “My gawd, what I’d give to be eating her when that happens. I’ve heard about it and seen it on the internet, but I’ve never experienced it.”

“Trust me, it was quite a shock.”

“You loved it though, right?” She asked me.

“It was okay. It tasted just like when she didn’t gush like that, but I just wasn’t ready for it—that’s all. I had my tongue elsewhere at the time.”

“In her ass?”

I nodded again and she let out a chuckle. “It seems the three of us have a lot in common.”

Becky had shared one of Josh’s fantasies with me. I’d questioned her seriously about whether his fantasy should stay a fantasy, or if she thought it should become a reality. She insisted that she would love to give him his fantasy, and he’d love us for doing it.

When I told Tina about it, she got all giddy. She said she’d have to discuss it with Jay, of course, but she was sure he wouldn’t mind. She pouted a bit when I told her the rules, but she still agreed.

* * *

I was enjoying a nice hot bubble bath, gently teasing my pussy lips while I thought about the adventure that was going to start the following day. Josh, Becky and I all had taken a week off from work, and I was going to spend it with them.

I planned to be at their house by two the following day, so I wasn’t going to get myself off tonight. I wanted to wait until I was with them. In fact, except for having my sister over for another night of steamy hot girl-girl sex, I hadn’t done anything sexual with anyone—not even with myself.

When they came to the door naked, Becky took my bag and Josh started helping me out of my clothes. His hands were shaking, so I chided him, “Someone needs to calm down.”

“You’re right.” He said as he pulled my tube top over my head, “It’s just that I’ve been waiting for this for so long—years.”

I reached out and gave my brother’s semi hard cock a playful squeeze, “Well, I’m here now, and I’m going to be your sex toy for a full week—for anything your deviant mind can dream up.”

“Oooooo, I like the sound of that.” Becky said as she rejoined us. “You’d better be careful though, he has quite the imagination.”

“Besides” Josh said, “You two have a big advantage. You’ve already been together twice, and I—hell, I need a drink.”

Becky and I both let out loud laughs, and then Becky elbowed him and asked playfully, “Is my poor baby suffering a little performance anxiety?”

His face turned red, “Uh, maybe a little.”

“Then go mix us all a drink. We’ll be in the living room.” And then she added, “Oh, by the way, Baby, if you take really good care of us tonight, Dal and I have a special treat for you tomorrow.”

“Yes we do—a very, very special treat.” I said with a naughty giggle.

In the living room, Becky said so only I could hear, “Oooo I looked in the bag. I never would have thought of that. He’s going to die, but he’ll love it.”

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I left our bedroom wearing only my satin pink patterned robe and went into the study where my love was sitting at his computer desk. His back was to me and I saw that he was wearing his white terrycloth robe. I silently glided up to him and placed my hands on his broad shoulders and kissed his cheek. He gave a startled yip as he didn’t hear me come up behind him. I glanced down to his lap and saw his hardened cock sticking up in the air through his parted robe. I knew that his mind had obviously been elsewhere.

“Were you missing me, sweetie?” I joked. Then I glanced up and saw the chat box on the computer screen and saw that he’d been talking to our friend, Gail. “How’s Gail or should I ask? Is she the reason you have this lovely hard-on?”

He replied nonchalantly, “Well, the answer to your first question is, she’s fine and I believe she just came. The answer to your second question should be obvious,” he chuckled. Gail was an online bi-sexual friend who is happily married to a very understanding man and she has become the online fantasy lover to Anthony, his daughter and to me. She did have an opportunity to meet Anthony and his daughter for a one time meeting, but hasn’t met with them since that time. In the meantime, I was cured of my anterograde amnesia and because of my love for Krista and now her father I left my home in Canada and moved in with the two of them.

I decided to send her a message and sat on Anthony’s knees. “If you don’t mind, I’m going to send her a message”. He smiled and nodded. I typed the following:

“Hi Gail, it’s Allie. Did Anthony give you a good time?”

“Hi Allie…oh yes, he was his usual sexy self. You’re such a lucky girl having him for real. I came twice thanks to him.”

“lol…you’re a horny bitch, aren’t you? Well, he’d be yours if you weren’t in love with your hubby. He’s got a magnificent hard-on thanks to you, so I’m going to make use of it.”

“Me? A horny bitch?…lol. Glad I could get him warmed up for you. When are you and I going to play?”

” How about tonight around 10.”

“Okay…see you then…love you Allie…tell Anthony thanks and I love him too.”

“Will do Gail. Love you too. See you later, sweetie”

I closed the chat window, stood up and knelt down, turning Anthony’s computer chair around beylikdüzü escort so I could get comfortable without the desk in my back. I placed my left hand around Anthony’s cock and fondled it and looking up at him said, “Gail says thank you and that she loves you. I thanked her for getting you nice and hard.”

“I love her too,” he replied, “and never thought there’d be anyone but her until you came along. I thank Krista every day for being a part of this and getting us together.”

“Mmmmmm, I thank Kris every day too, my love.” I continued stroking his long hard shaft and placed a kiss on the tip of it. I looked up and said, “I just chatted with her on my laptop. She said to say hi and that she misses us. I really miss her, Anthony,” I sighed. “She and her Aunt Ginny are having fun in France and she deserves the vacation time with her, but I really hope Ginny doesn’t talk her into staying.” I gave his thickening cock a long lick and took him deep into my mouth. I moved my mouth up and down his cock for a few minutes and then took his cock out of my mouth leaned back and continued stroking him. “Ginny was fondling Kris’ tits while she was trying to type. I think she’s really making a play for her.”

Anthony looked down at me, stroked the side of my head and said, “Allie, if you weren’t here, she would probably stay in France. But since you’ve joined us here and we’ve become a family, she won’t stay. I know it. She loves you very much and she told me in confidence that you’re a better lover than Ginny. But I’m not supposed to let Ginny know and she didn’t want your head to swell with the compliment.”

“Thanks for letting me know. I was worried that we’d lose her,” I said. Krista is nine years younger than I am and I fell madly in love with her online when we met on a girls-only website. I became aware that her and her father had an incestuous relationship and became intrigued enough to want to know him. I looked into his eyes and cooed, “And speaking of a swelled head, let me do something about yours.” I giggled at my joke, stood up and placed my knees next to his legs, straddling him and lowered my pussy onto his cock with it sliding easily inside me.

“Mmmmm, that was easy. Were you wet before you came in here?” Anthony asked.

“You beyoğlu escort weren’t the only one having sex on the computer,” I replied. “Kris and I played for a while, and as she always does, she got me very wet.” The way we were situated, Anthony was at the right height to easily kiss and nibble on my hardening nipples. While I talked to him, I let my vaginal muscles work on his cock. The contractions of those muscles drove him nuts as he didn’t have to move and I know I could make him come. “Kris got the best of it though. While I was sex chatting, Ginny was fondling, licking and sucking her breasts and then Kris told me Ginny got under the desk and had her face buried in your daughter’s pussy. When I heard that I rubbed my clit harder and came myself.”

Anthony moved his lips off my nipples, leaned back and groaned, “God Allie, you’re going to have me cum if you keep doing that.”

“I thought that was the idea, my love.”

“I want to taste you first,” he managed to say. My muscles were going in over-drive and I was purposely teasing him. However, after my session with Kris and her aunt, I was thinking about a tongue in my own pussy. So, I slowed the contractions to a stop and then slid up and off his cock. It was glistening with my juices and I could resist taking his cock in my mouth again and licking off my juices.

“Do you want to go back to the bedroom and get comfy in our bed?” he asked.

“Sure honey. Whatever you want.” And with that he pulled me up off the floor and led me into the bedroom. Before lying down on the bed we faced each other and removed our robes so that we were completely naked. I saw our reflections in the mirror. He was a good looking man and kept his 50 year old body in great shape. I was 20 years his junior and looked pretty good myself with my long raven hair, 34C — 26 — 36 body. We both kept in shape with lots of sex, working out in the gym and lots of sex (I know I said that already, but it’s true).We hugged and kissed passionately, our tongues swirling with abandon inside each other’s mouths. I loved the feel of his hard cock against my pubic mound as it stood straight up like a good soldier. He laid me on the bed and then with his lips, he kissed, licked and sucked my breasts and nipples; and with his right hand, he bomonti escort spread my legs so he could use his fingers to tease my clit and pussy.

He was a master at stimulating me. I have never met a man who tended to his woman’s needs before his own. My breathing and heart rate sped up and I knew I was going to come. My hips began to buck as his fingers fucked my pussy hard. He moved them in and out of my pussy and then rubbed my clit which became rock hard and stood out from its hood. I came in convulsions and while doing this, he eased his way down and moved between my legs. His fingers didn’t lose stride as he continued to thrust and move around inside me. As got himself comfortable between my legs, he placed my legs over his shoulders, removed his fingers and substituted his tongue. I managed to look down and watched as he applied his whole mouth over my pussy. He eagerly licked, sucked and swallowed. I shuddered and came again, this time squirting and drenching him. His hands were under my ass cheeks and he pulled my bottom tighter to his face. It seemed he couldn’t get enough of my nectar. I always thought women were the best pussy eaters, but Krista’s dad and lover is as every bit as good as the women I’ve been with.

As my orgasmic shudders subsided, he moved his mouth off my pussy and gently kissed my thighs and moved down one leg and up the other. He moved up my body trailing hot kisses all over my tummy, my ribs, my breasts, and my neck finally reaching my lips and kissed me with the passion of a hungry lion. I reached around his back and hugged him tightly. I didn’t want to let my Anthony go. The love I feel for him is monumental.

“Sweetie,” I whispered, “fuck me now.” I felt his throbbing cock lying on my pubic mound and he moved back and easily slid inside me. After a few minutes of thrusting his cock in and out of me, he came as he held me tighter and I could feel his shaft twitching and pulsing inside me. His orgasm produced another climax in me and I came again as he collapsed on my chest. He was about to move off me, but I held on to him tighter and told him to stay where he was. I wanted to revel in the feel of his body on mine and I loved the feel of his cock shrinking and popping out of my pussy, dribbling his sperm over me and on the sheets.

His head was laying next to mine and he whispered, “My god, Allie that was something else.”

“Mmmmm…,” I murmured. “It was wonderful. I can’t believe how lucky I am, Anthony. I have a fantastic lover, who happens to be the father of my other beautiful lover and we’re now one big happy and horny family.”

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Author’s Note: All characters in this work are fictional and bear no resemblance or relation to any individuals living or dead. All characters are above 18 years of age.

This is the continuation of the previous stories. Read my previous stories in this series to get the context.

***

Mom has been fucked by two of her friends tonight. I was still wondering why she put the make up again. She is looking beautiful like a girl waiting for her boyfriend at the cafe. Her red lipstick is too dark and looking as if inviting to put a cock in her mouth. Her hair is not in a pony, but it is flowing from left to right as a wave. She put the eyeliner in a wave fashion extending the eyes. It looked like she is make up ready for an acting set. she create a new look for her face.

Few minutes later, I saw the door opened. This time, it was not like sneaking in. It was like someone intentionally coming to the room. The person turned the fluorescent light on and closed the door. The room is lit very bright now and I can see like seeing in a day light.

It is my mom’s cousin sister Bharu. What is she doing here? She came towards mom and mom got up. Both hugged each other. It didn’t looked like sisterly hug. Bharu was wearing a saree and has good make up done. My mind is thinking whether they are sneaking out and going somewhere for the partying. The hug was continuing and I can see mom and Bharu are fondling each other. They are exploring each others body as if they are feeling it for first time. Bharu removed the pallu of her Saree and dropped it on the floor. Mom kept her head on Bharu’s cleavage and started light kisses. Bharu was trying to remove mom’s camisole top. Both of them started undressing each other. Mom and Bharu are naked now.

Mom is looking like a goddess. Bharu is little chubby with an ass bigger than Mom. She has big breasts. She must be measuring 36D-30-38. beşiktaş türbanlı escort They started giggling and touching each other. Mom put some music on her phone. It was low volume not to disturb others. They started dancing to the music. This looked like a slumber party. They danced for two songs. Bhanu showed signs of tiredness. Mom opened one of her bag. She pulled a bottle of whisky, some sodas and some stuff in a box. Mom poured whisky & soda in two glasses. Mom gave one glass to Bharu, they both cheered and took a sip. In the next sip, they took a gulp and poured into each others mouth one after another.

Mom pulled some things and inserted a ball like thing into Bharu’s pussy. Her pussy is also clean shaved but has some dark complexion. Mom pussy looked like a virgin pussy without a trace of hair or darkness. Mom gave one to Bharu and she inserted into mom’s pussy. In addition, they were having some small remote like device in their hands. Later i discovered, it was vibrating egg. I guess each of them controlling the egg in other’s pussy. They started dancing to the music again. At times, they were twisting their bodies. Both were talking to each other, sometimes spray some drops of alcohol on other’s breasts and lick it. This went on for some time and I saw Bharu is stiffening her body and holding mom to gain support to avoid falling. Bharu did few jerks of her body and collapsed in front of mom. While on the floor, Bharu was fiddling with the remote. I see the same stiffening and jerking happening to Mom too. She too collapsed on the floor next to Bharu.

After few minutes, they both got up, removed the vibrating egg and finished another glass of drink. Both have finished their third glass of whisky. They both got into the bed. Mom is now on the top and Bharu is laying on her back. They got into 69 position and started licking beşiktaş ucuz escort each other’s pussy. This seemed felt like a long time. I looked at my watch. It is 12 midnight. They must be together for good one hour. They stopped after good amount of pussy licking. i wish i was able to see how they lick each other.

They both got up, poured a drink and finished another drink. Mom pulled a dildo from her bag and strapped on to her. it was like wearing an undergarment and looked very realistic cock. The dildo must be like 12inches long and very thick. Mom took Bharu to the bed. Bharu laid on the bed on her back. Mom climbed on top of her and started kissing and squeezing Bharu’s breasts. Mom was behaving like a man today. Mom was pinching and squeezing Bharu’s nipples. Mom took her dildo closer to Bharu’s mouth and Bharu started sucking it like a real cock. After a couple of minutes of sucking dildo, mom pulled it out. Mom spread the legs of Bharu and inserted the dildo in Bharu’s pussy. Mom slowly started fucking like a man. She fucked Bharu for a good 10minutes. Mom looked like a very aggressive animal when she was fucking. Bharu was holding her legs and spreading wide and murmering something. Mom said something and they both got off the bed.

They both poured another glass of drink and started drinking. They were doing some chit chat and giggling. Bharu was feeling the dildo/cock attached to mom and mom was feeling the Bharu’s thighs. They finished the drink. Bharu stood in a doggy style just like the way mom stood for getting fucked by Arnav. Mom went near Bharu and slapped on her ass. Bharu jerked in pain. Mom pulled her closer and inserted the dildo into Bharu’s cunt. It slipped so quickly. Bharu might be real wet. Mom started fucking Bharu real hard. It felt like she is repeating the same way she was fucked by Arnav. She is fucking beşiktaş üniversiteli escort as if she has to rush and finish. After 5 minutes of fucking, mom pulled the dildo out and took it near the Bharu’s face. The dildo started spurting white liquid similar to the real cock. I am surprised to see whether such things exist. Mom let the cum spray on the face of Bharu. I didn’t understand why. Mom swallowed all the cum of Gokul and Arnav. But she sprayed on the face of Bharu. Once the spraying of cum complete, Mom lifted Bharu and they both started licking the cum off. After they licked each other faces, they wiped their faces with a towel. They said something to each other, giggled together and was cheering with happiness.

They turned off the light and both slept together naked under the sheets.

My cock was become hard again. I masturbated and released. This time I don’t have the guilt but surprised on what is going on. I knew my mom as a very straight forward person. I am coming to terms on what she is and wondering what else I don’t know of her. I looked at the watch and it is 1AM. I don’t know when I slept, but I woke up by 6AM. I looked towards mom and i can see that both of them still sleeping in the bed.

I got up, freshened up myself and had the breakfast. I saw Gokul and Arnav leaving. They waved good bye to me. Bharu was there for another day. Mom and Bharu repeated their ordeal another day. The next day was not so festive. No Music, No dancing, No alcohol. They just licked each other’s pussy and mom fucked Bharu.

The next 3 days went by without much happening. I used to be awake looking at mom to see something will happen. Nothing happened and mom was enjoying herself away from her busy life. She did some gardening during the day and met some of the neighbors.

On the third day of evening, Mom told me that she is going to the farm. We have a farm house with mango plantations. It is very huge. She want to check the property. I was never interested in going there. She didn’t ask me to come. My mind is curious to know if there is something there. So, I decided to go there by myself next morning.

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My name is Dionisio but everyone calls me Dio. My parents came to California from the Cordillera region of the Philippines in the 1970s. I’ve only been there once—for a cousin’s wedding—and only sort of understand my parents’ language, Ilokano.

I grew up with the typical embarrassments of the children of immigrants, like the time I went to the hardware store with my dad. He went up to the front and asked in his loud, clear and heavily accented voice, “Hi guys, where do you keep the jungle bolos?” This created confusion until they figured out he wanted a machete to clear out the overgrowth in our back yard. I’m proud of my parents now but as a kid, being different didn’t exactly boost my social confidence.

Now that I’m grown, I’m strong and fit from sports and working out and people say I have a handsome face. I was a good student in high school and got into UCLA. I’m double-majoring in Political Science and Art and Design. I’m planning to become an architect: I’d like to revolutionize the way people live. But this story isn’t about that.

Despite my good looks and buff build, I’m only 5′ 5″ and a lot of college women are only interested in tall guys. Fortunately, there are a lot of Asian women at UCLA and most of them are shorter and smaller than I am. They tend to be more open minded about men’s height. I’ve been able to hook up on a fairly regular basis but haven’t really clicked with anyone and haven’t had a regular girl friend. But during my junior year, my romantic life took a series of unexpected turns for the better.

My Poly-Sci major requires a course on social theory that kicks everyone’s ass. There wasn’t that much more reading than a typical UC social science course, which is heavy enough, but most of it seemed like it was written in another language with undecipherable phrases such as “structured structures predisposed to function as structuring structures.”

But the silver lining was Daniella. She was Filipina with golden brown skin like mine, and she couldn’t have been more than five feet tall and about 90 pounds: all perfectly proportioned. She had clear skin, long black silky hair and a nice little ass and rounded breasts. She usually wore sleeveless sun dresses and platform sandals that showed off her glowing skin from her pretty face down to her toes, always painted with multiple colors of nail polish. I took all of this in by studying her reflection in the window next to her so I wouldn’t appear to be staring at her. All through class I let my eyes flicker back and forth between this double vision of Daniella in the flesh, and Daniella reflected in the glass of the window. I was smitten.

I asked her if she wanted to get together to try to make sense of our readings. She seemed a little surprised, then agreed, noting that ordinary study habits probably weren’t going to cut it in this course. Our first meeting, at a café, was strictly business. We were trying to crack the code of Pierre Bourdieu’s Outline of a Theory of Practice without much success. Daniella suggested that we continue on Saturday afternoon after consulting some of the secondary literature in the library. Of course I agreed and did my share of the research, more to appear in a good light to Daniella than to be a super student.

On Saturday, she dressed down, wearing yoga pants and a tank top, but she looked hotter than ever in the form fitting clothes which revealed a slice of her slim brown midriff. I wanted to wrap my hands around her waist but kept it professional. We were actually starting to get what Bourdieu was driving at, at least I thought we were. It was still heavy going, but we seemed to pull out a few beylikdüzü escort coherent concepts.

I asked Daniella what she had planned for the weekend.

“Nothing much, tonight I’ll probably just watch a movie with my room mate, what about you?” she replied.

“Exactly the same!” I laughed, “pretty boring, huh?”

“Well,” she began, “if you don’t have a better offer, you and your roommate could join us. I’ll make popcorn if you bring something to drink.”

“Sound great,” I said, trying not to betray my inner state of excitement. “What do you like to drink, soda, beer, wine?”

“How about some white wine?” Daniella suggested, “I’m not a big drinker but I’m ready to relax after all this brain-twisting theory.”

“You got it,” I replied. Now that I was 21 I felt pretty cool to be able to pick up a bottle without an intermediary.

When I got back to my tiny shared apartment, there was a note from my roommate, Matt, letting me know he had won tickets to a concert and wouldn’t be back until late. I liked Matt just fine but didn’t feel too heart-broken that I would be the only guy watching movies with Daniella tonight.

After killing some time, eating a sandwich, taking a shower and changing into nicer clothes, I hopped on my bike and made a trip to the liquor store then headed over to Daniella’s dorm, arriving right on time at 8:00.

When Daniella opened the door she was back lit by the soft evening light slanting through the windows of her tiny shared apartment. I handed her the bottle of wine and explained Matt’s absence.

“Oh well,” she replied, “my roommate Jennifer went and made other plans too.”

Daniella was wearing a sundress I hadn’t seen before, made of gauzy fabric in stripes of soft pink, orange and purple. She smelled good and her skin glowed. She wore silver sandals that set off her pretty feet. She had painted her toe nails in alternating colors of pink, orange and purple, like her dress. Delicate silver rings, bracelets and earrings completed her look. My heart pounded to realize that she may have gone to this extra effort for me.

After Daniella made popcorn we settled into the crappy couch in the small shared common room, made slightly less industrial by fabric from the Philippines hung on the walls. Despite the squalor of student housing, the presence of Daniella, the glow of sunset colors through the window, and my own charged anticipation, elevated the moment to that of a special occasion. To my surprise, Daniella produced two wine glasses that actually matched (rare for students) and brought out the popcorn in a giant teak bowl (anybody from the Philippines knows what kind of bowl I’m talking about and your parents probably have a matching giant teak salad spoon and fork on their kitchen wall).

I let Daniella choose the movie. It was a romantic comedy that was more humorous than actually erotic. With her legs stretched out and her feet on the table in front of me, I was enjoying the sight of those perfect legs and feet as I pretended to focus on the movie. Daniella poured each of us another glass of wine and we soon polished off the bottle. We were laughing a lot and sometimes Daniella would grab my arm or knee in her mirth. I noticed the delicate curve of her neck and collar bones and wanted to plant my lips on her shoulder. But I knew better than to move too fast.

The movie entered a more dramatic segment and we stopped laughing. Daniella leaned her head against my shoulder. I placed my arm around her, a lump in my throat as my hand settled on her hip. As she slouched down, her dress rode up revealing a beyoğlu escort long swath of her trim thighs. My cock was half hard in my pants but I didn’t think it was noticeable. The movie ended, predictably happy.

“This is nice,” Daniella said softly.

I squeezed Daniella gently, my heart pounding. “Daniella?” I asked.

“Yes…, you can,” she answered, turning her face towards mine. “And you can call me Dee.”

I leaned in to kiss her soft lips. It was electric. We passionately kissed and rubbed our bodies together. I caressed her breasts through the cloth of her dress feeling her nipples stiffen at my touch and she grabbed my ass, pulling my swollen cock against her mons. We continued for what must have been a long time but I really couldn’t tell because I was entirely lost in the moment. Our bodies were hot, we were both breathing heavily when Daniella pulled back for a moment. I was plunged into a sensation of dread. Here I was about to hear about the boyfriend back home she couldn’t betray, religious scruples, or possibly, and worst of all, that she just didn’t feel that way about me.

Instead, Daniella looked me in the eye and said, “come to bed with me.”

My rollercoaster nosedive pulled up so abruptly I might have suffered some kind of psychological whiplash. In elation, I followed Daniella’s delicious little body to her bedroom. I couldn’t wait to taste her.

Daniella turned on her bedside lamp and draped an orange scarf over it so that her room glowed with a warm light. I followed her onto the bed and, taking one dainty foot in my hand, brought her toes to my lips. I kissed and licked and sucked her toes, the arch of her foot and up her to her knee, then repeated my ministrations on the other foot. Daniella was breathing heavily as she surrendered to me. I kissed up her thighs, and pushed her dress up until my nose was against her panty clad pussy. I pulled the tiny pink thong off of her and brought my lips down to her pussy, graced with a tiny wisp of black hair. I drew my tongue up and down her outer lips as she moaned and ran her fingers through my close-cropped hair. I plunged my tongue as deep as I could inside her and then found her clit, flicking it gently. Daniella inhaled sharply then uttered a long-drawn out hiss. Her pussy had a delicate scent and taste that didn’t remind me of anything else. It was essence of Daniella, the most seductive aroma of all. As I lashed her with my tongue Daniella began to cry out, “Oh! Oh! Oh!” I steadily flicked her clit with my tongue as she erupted in orgasm, pushing my head down with her hands as her legs gripped my shoulders.

“Where’d you learn to do that?” she asked through her panting breaths.

“Correspondence courses,” I teased, “and practice.”

“My old boyfriend never did that,” she confided.

“Well I like to,” I said, “and I intend to keep practicing.”

Daniella’s eyes just gleamed. It seemed as if I’d done and said the right thing. We pulled off our remaining clothes and Daniella began to rub her little hands all over my body while giving me little kisses and licks. She was exploring and I gladly let her, while my eyes caressed her slim body with its delicate curves and pointed breasts ending in dark hard nipples. My cock was standing straight up but she hadn’t touched it yet. I wondered just how much experience she had, given the apparent limitations of her old boyfriend. I watched Daniella move about my body, her little body was so perfect and perfectly sexy. Just the sight of her was making me throb.

Now Daniella placed her tiny hands around my cock. Using her right hand to stroke bomonti escort my shaft, she used her left to palm my balls and tickle them with her manicured nails. Looking up at me with her beautiful brown eyes, Daniella shyly kissed the tip of my cock, then extended her tongue to taste it. Looking down to concentrate, she took the bell head of my cock between her lips. My cock is about average size, and maybe a little bigger than average girth, but it looked giant in Daniella’s little mouth.

Her saliva was running down my shaft, making her hand strokes feel tight and slippery. She now had about half of my cock in her mouth, sucking and licking with abandon as her hands stimulated the rest of my equipment to diamond hardness. I was holding back my orgasm: I was dying to come but I also wanted this to last forever. I told Daniella I didn’t think I could last much longer.

“Do you want to come in my mouth?” she asked.

“You have no idea,” I responded.

As I sat up against the headboard of her bed, Daniella knelt between my outstretched legs and lowered her mouth back down to my cock as she looked me in the eye. I reached down to touch her hard nipples, rubbing and gently pinching them as her lips slowly surrounded my cock head and her tongue flicked back and forth along the underside. Daniella grasped my balls with one hand and circled the base of my cock with the other and began to bob up and down rhythmically.

As her silken hair caressed my thighs, I watched her raise her ass up as she arched her back. It was perfect and I could hardly wait for the chance to hold that delicious round brown ass in my hands as I plunged my cock into her pussy. This doubled image—one of the blowjob I was getting, and the fucking I was imagining—combined with the wonderful sensations of Daniella’s mouth, hands and hair. I erupted, pouring out a load of cum into her little mouth. Daniella gasped and tried to keep sucking me as her eyes watered with distress. When my cock stopped pulsing, Daniella jumped up and ran to the bathroom, presumably to spit.

When she returned, she lay down and put her head on my chest.

“Sorry about that,” she said. “I never had anyone cum in my mouth before. I didn’t know what to expect.”

“Don’t apologize,” I replied. “That was amazing and I loved it.”

“Umm,” she murmured as she caressed my chest. “I guess you won’t mind if I want to practice on you more.”

“As long as I get to lick you too,” I said.

“You’re so sweet,” Daniella told me. Then she looked up at me with a look of concern. “Dio,” she asked questioningly, “I don’t want to move too fast, but, is this just a one time thing?”

“Dee,” I responded, touching her cheek lightly, “I don’t want to move too fast either, but I hope it’s not.”

The truth was that I was infatuated and probably would have agreed to get married the next day if she asked me but I tried to hold my enthusiasm in check. I knew what it was like to be scared away by someone who came on too strong and I didn’t want to be that guy.

“Do you mind…” she began, “if we don’t spend the night tonight? I feel a little weird with my roommate coming back later and I’d rather let her know ahead of time if I’m going to have a man staying over.”

This disappointed me since I really didn’t want to let go of Daniella’s body if I could help it but tried to play it cool. “I don’t mind,” I said, “should I get going now?”

Daniella sighed as she ran her hands over my body. “I’d kind of like to do more, but…well, maybe it would be nice to have something to look forward to.”

I had to admit she had a point. We agreed to meet up to study and share meals during the week to continue to get to know one another and that she would come spend Friday night at my place since Matt was going away for the weekend. We kissed tenderly, then passionately, then tenderly again. I dressed and let myself out, feeling very good indeed.

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My daughter has been acting strangely. Three months ago my beautiful 19 year old daughter started her second semester at college, including a creative writing class, which made her very excited, and since then she has been different. She used to lounge around the house with a big poofy robe wrapped around her curvy 5’3 frame, obscuring her body from her neck to her knees. But the past couple months she has taken to wearing boxer shorts rolled at the waist, exposing the very bottom of her firm ass, and tight tiny tank tops without a bra, tantalizingly exposing her perky 32 C cups through the sheer, low-cut material. The change in wardrobe wasn’t the only change, either, she has been more friendly, cuddling up with me during movie time, hugging me and giving me a kiss on the cheek before I leave for work. I have to say, I can’t complain, it’s been nice having her in such a good mood, and a couple days ago, I finally found the reason. While cleaning up around the house, I stumbled upon Jessica’s notebook for her writing class, and being curious, flipped through a few pages, and was caught by the title of a story near the back of the book: “A Night with Daddy”. As I read the story, I began to understand, this is the story I found:

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“A Night with Daddy”

My Daddy is such a handsome man, he’s tall and kind, and his three day beard stubble makes him look rough and outdoorsy. We’ve been spending more time together recently, and there have also been the dreams. They’ve been so lucid and erotic, I would wake up soaked through my panties, desperate for his touch, and have I begun to lay my plans to make them a reality. I already enacted the first part of my plan, I had to see if he was interested, so I ditched my robe and started wearing hardly anything to see if I could entice him beşiktaş türbanlı escort in to looking, and he certainly had been staring. My favorite part of that time was the morning I turned down the thermostat and went down to breakfast, flicking my nipples a bit on the way down, making them nice and hard, poking through my tight white tank top. Daddy couldn’t take his eyes off my chest, and the more he stared the wetter I got.

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At this point I looked up from the book, astounded at what I was reading. I remembered that morning, it was almost a month ago, but it certainly left an impression, I don’t think I’d ever had an erection so hard in my life. I went through the house and locked all the doors before taking Jessica’s notebook back to my room, getting comfortable on my bed, and continuing on…

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The night after I got to watch Daddy staring at my hard nipples, he came to my room and asked if I’d like to watch a movie with him after dinner, and seeing my opportunity, I readily agreed. And so came about step two of my plan, tonight would be the night I would seduce Daddy. That night after dinner, I handed him the movie I wanted to watch, a silly girly movie with a lot of steamy sex scenes, and told him to put it in so I could go upstairs and change into something more comfortable. As he moved into the living room I ran upstairs and got changed, stopping to admire myself in the mirror. I had chosen something new I’d bought a couple weeks, ago, a very sheer, very short black dress that barely covered my ass and through which my tight young body was easily visible. I decided to go all in and give Daddy a show, I decided against a bra so he could see my nipples, and went with a tiny silk g-sting, already beşiktaş ucuz escort wet as I headed back down the stairs.

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I looked back up from the notebook, double checking to make sure Jessica hadn’t come home while I was engrossed in her story. Seeing the coast was clear, I took off my pants and laid back on the bed, excited to see how the story would end.

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I came back in to the living room and saw Daddy putting the movie in, so I quickly went to the couch and got under a blanket. He turned the lights low and got under the blanket with me, “I’m so excited for this movie, Daddy” I said as I cuddled up under his arm, waiting for my moment. Half an hour in, my time came, the first of the sex scenes, and my favorite, came on, and I slipped my hand down my wet panties. I started to finger my clit, getting excited, and letting out a slight moan. I spread my legs, pulling the blanket down and giving Daddy his first look at me in my sexy little outfit, my hand between my legs as I buried my face against his chest. I moaned a little louder, finally enticing him to look down, “Jessica! What the hell are you doing?!” he screamed at me. I looked coyly up at him and bit my lip before responding, “Daddy this movie is just so hot, I was hoping it would get you all riled up and we could have a special daddy daughter night…” He looked confused and alarmed, unsure of what was happening as I pushed up against him, sliding one hand up his muscular thigh and pressing my lips against his. It was only a few moments before I finally felt his lips part and his tongue press back against mine.

After a few minutes of passionate kissing I stood up, giving Daddy a full view of my body as I spun around for him before getting on beşiktaş üniversiteli escort my knees in front of him. I looked up and smiled at him as I unzipped his jeans, he smiled down at me, and I got even wetter as I saw his wordless approval at what was about to happen. I unbuttoned his jeans and he raised his hips as I slid them off with his boxers, finally exposing his glorious rock hard cock. I reached up and finally got my chance to hold it for the first time, “Oh my god Daddy, your dick is so big…” I whispered as I wrapped my fingers around his shaft and lowered my head into his lap. I kissed from the head to the base and back up again before pushing the head past my lips and into my mouth, forcing him down my throat as deep as I could. Hearing him moan and whisper my name I was urged on and swallowed another inch, taking almost all of him, and holding him deep until I gagged, I hoped Daddy would be proud of me. I came back up for air before sliding back down, making a steady rhythm between my mouth and hand, only a few minutes had passed before I felt him stiffen, his dick twitching against my lips and the back of my throat. I pulled back a bit until just his head was in my mouth and he arched his hips towards me, letting out a load moan as his hot load his the back of my throat, filling my mouth. I looked up into Daddy’s eyes as some of his cum spilled out of my mouth and down my chin on to my perky tits. I took his dick out of my mouth and smiled at him as I used my finger to push the cum off my chin and in to my mouth, swallowing it all. I stood up and sat down on his Daddy’s lap, hugging him close, “Thank you so much, Daddy!”

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I looked up from her notebook again, astonished at the end of her story and surprised as I set the notebook aside and noticed my hand down my boxers, covered in my cum. As I stood up to clean myself off I heard a car pull in to the driveway, I was able to clean up and get back downstairs just in time to put the notebook away before my beautiful sexy daughter came through the door. I watched her, seeing her through a whole new light, and couldn’t help but hope that this wasn’t the end…

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During my senior year at college, I transferred to a school only an hour away from home. I lived on campus but would come home on some weekends. Especially when I needed to do laundry or wanted to steal some food from my parents. My eighteen year old sister was beginning to give my parents all kinds of trouble. I had to admit I wasn’t shocked. She is 5 feet 7 inches tall, has a great athletic figure to go with really nice tits. I have to admit I have jerked off thinking about my sister many times.

My parents called to tell me that they were going out of town for the upcoming weekend. They pleaded with me to please come home so that I could keep an eye on my sister. They were scared she would try to throw a party while they were away. I reluctantly agreed to come home and baby sit my sister.

Around Thursday I got a call from my sister, she was totally annoyed that I was coming home for the weekend. I could tell in her voice that she had thought she would have the run of the house. I told her tough luck. I was coming home and I didn’t want to deal with any of her shit. She said fine and hung up.

Friday came around and I left for my parents house after my last class. I arrived home around 6 pm. My parents were already gone and my sister was out. She had left a note saying she was going to a party and would be home late. I threw in some laundry and put on the TV. After a few hours of flipping through the channels, I was getting bored. I was also getting horny.

I went upstairs to my sisters room to see if she had any porn. I checked her room, lifting the mattress, in the closet and in her drawers. No porn. I didn’t think she would have any but I was getting desperate. I was about to leave when I noticed her laptop computer and a bunch of disc’s next to it. I loaded beylikdüzü escort up her computer and tried the first few disc’s, nothing of any interest. When I got to the last disc in the pile I didn’t expect much but threw it in anyway. Wow was I shocked!

On this disc, I was watching a homemade movie of my sister being fucked by some guy. I was pissed at first and wanted to kill this guy but after a few moments my dick started getting hard. My sister looked so damn hot. She was sitting on top of this guy riding his cock. Her tits were bouncing up and down. I had never actually seen her tits before, they were amazing. After a few moments the guy turned her around and was fucking her from behind. My sister kept looking into the camera and smiling. I recognized that this was her room. After a few more moments she turned the guy on to his back and began sucking his dick. The guy must have cum because he collapsed. My sister again looked at the camera and smiled showing her mouth full of cum then swallowed and showed her empty mouth.

My dick was so hard after watching my sister get fucked and swallow cum. It was weird, she seemed to know about the camera but the guy never once looked at it. I don’t think he had any idea she was filming them. I searched her room and found her camera. It was hidden in a tissue box facing the bed. I was so horny I pulled out my dick, hit play again and jerked off while watching my sister get fucked, I really enjoyed the cum swallow It was weird because it seemed like she was looking at me when she swallowed as I jerked off. I shot a monster load.

I went back downstairs and fell into the couch. I must have fallen asleep. I was awakened by a noise at the door. I got up and went to the door. I saw two beyoğlu escort girls running to a car in the driveway and then the car peeled out. I was about to go back to the couch when I noticed a body on the porch floor. I opened the door and saw my sister lying on the floor. She reeked of alcohol and smoke. I shook her but she barely stirred. I picked her up and carried her inside to the couch. She was wasted. Her eyes were rolling back in her head and she was out cold. Her friends must have dumped her on the doorstep.

I sat her up and she vomited all over her shirt and pants. I grabbed a towel and cleaned her up. But wow did she stink of puke. I began to take off her vomit stained shirt and pants. The smell was making me sick. I threw her dirty clothes in a bag. When I walked back in I saw my sister on the couch wearing a sheer see through bra and matching panties. My dick sprang to life. I stood there and stared, she was fucking hot. Flashes of the movie ran through my head and terrible thoughts of taking advantage of her began to run through my head. The more I looked at her the harder my dick got.

I reached out and touched her breasts, they felt firm and round. I placed one hand between her legs and stroked her pussy over her panties. I picked her up and carried her upstairs. She was totally out cold. I laid her on the bed. I turned her onto her stomach and undid her bra. I slowly pulled it off. I then placed my hands on her thighs and pulled off her panties in one motion. She did not stir. I was going to fuck her I didn’t care that she was my sister. All I saw was a fucking hot naked girl in front of me. I was so horny. I spread her legs and crawled between her legs. I pulled open her vagina and slowly licked her sweet pink pussy. I lifted bomonti escort her legs up and brought her knees to her chest, I continues licking and sucking her pussy, I ran my tongue over every inch of her pussy. I thought of her hidden camera. I got up and set her camera on record. I went to my old room and got out an old Jason Halloween mask. I put it on and went back to her room.

She had turned over to her back. I pulled off my clothes and turned on the camera. I climbed on top of her, my back was to the camera so I pulled up the mask and began sucking and squeezing her tits. I couldn’t believe what I was doing but I could not stop. I pulled down the mask and faced the camera. I pulled her limp body into full view of the camera. I straddled her and rested my dick against her pussy. I began rubbing my wet cock into her. She quickly loosened up and my cock slid into her. I picked up the camera and filmed my cock going in and out of her cunt. I brought the camera up to her passed out body and zoomed out. I wanted her to see what was happening to her limp body.

I slid in and out until I could take no more. I unleashed a flood of cum into her pussy. My dick kept pulsing as I shot load after load into her. I grabbed the camera and filmed my dick slowly pulling out of her. I zoomed in on her pussy and the cum beginning to seep out of her. I stuck my finger in her cunt and pulled out a ton of cum. I had it all on film. I used my fingers to scoop up the cum and I filmed myself rubbing it all over her tits. I then leaned over and kissed her on the lips with the mask on. I turned once more to the camera and tucked her into bed.

My sister never woke while I was fucking her. I turned on her computer and made my self a copy of my movie. I place the original on top of her discs. I couldn’t wait for her to put this one in and see herself getting fucked while she was passed out. I was hoping that the mask would freak her out and that she would not suspect me. I took my copy and went off to be totally satisfied. As I lay in bed I began to think about fucking her again.

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Hi. I’m Lizi and I’m now 36 years old. This story is about stuff that happened 17 years ago when I started college. It concerns my brother and me, and it’s all true.

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My name is Lizi. Actually, of course, it’s Elizabeth, but everybody calls me Lizi, including my family. I’m 19 years old and a freshman in college at the University of Florida. Going away to school has been more of an experience than I ever imagined it would be. I guess I was a fairly innocent girl before I went to college but that all changed quickly. To understand this, you’ll need to know some history.

I was born to educated, well-mannered parents. Mom and Dad are very intelligent and they don’t make a big fuss over things that aren’t important. They both worked at jobs that paid them well. We grew up in a nice home with a swimming pool and everybody had their own bedroom. When we reached 16, each of us was given a car. It was a used car, but we each had our own car to drive and it was great having some freedom.

My parents don’t smoke but they do drink alcohol sometimes. They’re not drunks or wild party animals but I have probably seen each of my parents “under the influence” on one or two occasions. They don’t curse like sailors but they occasionally used a swear word and didn’t freak out if one of us kids said “damn” or “hell.”

I have an older brother named Edward, but everybody calls him Ed. He is three years older than me and he is a senior at UF. Ed and I were always close when we were growing up and there weren’t many secrets that we didn’t share.

I don’t want to sound like I’m conceited but Ed and I have always been told that we’re attractive. I’m not a beauty contest winner but most guys would like to have a date with me. I have dark blonde hair and green eyes. I’m 5’4″ tall and I weigh 115 lbs., so I’m fairly slender but not anorexic.

Now that I’ve grown up I have 34B boobs. I know that’s not big in the boob department but it’s what I have. Sometimes I wish I had bigger boobs but I have friends with humongous tits who wish theirs were smaller. I’m not flat-chested and I definitely don’t look like a guy with my shirt off. If you think having a handful of tits is enough, then I have enough. Besides, big tits would look gross on a girl as petite as me. I’ve been told that they’re very cute and perky. I’m out in the sun a lot and, in Florida, that means you have a good tan. I’ve been told that I’m as cute as most of the cheerleaders at my high school.

Ed is 5″10″ and he has dark brown hair. He played baseball in high school and he’s always been athletic. My friends always had a crush on him and said they wanted to “boink” him. I just laughed when they said that. Ed was always nice to them, considering that he’s three years older than me and my friends.

My family are not nudists but we weren’t prudes at home, either. When we were kids, after I had my bath, I would run around in just my panties until I was about 9 years old. After that, I had to wear a T-shirt or pajama top when I was out of the bedroom. Sometimes I sleep in just my panties and a T-shirt but sometimes I sleep in just my panties. When I turned 16, if I shut my bedroom door, I slept absolutely naked and I loved it.

Ed ran around the house in just his underwear until he was twelve or thirteen. One day, I asked my Mom why Ed’s underwear was poking out in front and that’s when I had to start wearing a top. They made Ed start wearing a bathrobe around the house too but, when they were gone, Ed and I would sometimes walk around the house in just our underwear. It wasn’t a big deal to us and it certainly wasn’t anything sexual. We were just comfortable with seeing each other in our underwear. Besides, we shared a bathroom and life was easier because we didn’t maintain any false modesty.

Ed and I always talked about our friends and we talked about dating, too. When he was a senior in high school, I was in the 9th grade. I wasn’t really dating then but he was and he told me about it. He was 18 years old and I thought he was so grown up! He told me about kissing girls and feeling their boobs. It felt a little weird to hear my brother talk about that. I thought that maybe those girls were sluts, even though Ed never said that he went further than just feeling their boobs. Maybe he was having sex with them but, if he was, he didn’t tell me.

I asked Ed about dating. I asked him a lot of questions. I asked him why guys wanted to stick their tongue in a girl’s mouth. I asked him why guys went nuts trying to see a girl’s panties. I asked him why guys always talked about it if they had sex with a girl. He always answered my questions and I learned as much from him, maybe more, than I did from my girlfriends.

Ed also talked to me about drinking. He and his friends would sometimes get some beer and I even saw Ed drunk once when he was in high school. Mom and Dad were gone overnight to some convention for Dad’s job and Ed came home that night drunk. I was ready for bed when I heard him come in the front beşiktaş türbanlı escort door. He was staggering and talking funny, you know, slurred and hard to understand.

I followed him to his bedroom to make sure he was okay. He started undressing just like I wasn’t there and he stripped down to his underpants. Then he said he needed to pee. He went in the bathroom and forgot to close the door; I heard him peeing. I guess I could have followed him and got an eyeful; at that time, I hadn’t seen a guy’s thing except on the babies I had when I did babysitting. I wanted to look but I didn’t want Ed to get mad at me or think I was weird, so I didn’t do it.

Ed came back to his bedroom and fell down on the bed. He was out in 5 seconds. I laid down next to Ed and put my arms around him. I loved my brother and I wanted to take care of him. After that, I know that Ed continued to drink occasionally but I never saw him drunk again.

In the summers, we both had part-time jobs so we were gone from the house and saw less of each other but there were times when we were both at home on a weekday and Mom and Dad were both at work. We would hang out at our pool a lot, just the two of us. By the time I was 15 and Ed was 18, I had boobs. They were a bit smaller back then, but so was I. Just the same, I was proud of my boobs and I liked to wear a bikini when I was around the pool.

One day that summer, I was already at the pool and I knew Ed would be coming out in a few minutes. I laid on my stomach and reached behind me to undo my bikini top. I wanted to work on not having a tan line, at least on my back. When Ed came out to the pool, I could see the front of his baggies poking out. By that time, I knew what caused the tent in the shorts. That was the first time that I thought that maybe Ed considered me to be attractive as a girl and not just like a cute kid sister.

That was the summer before Ed went away to college. When he left, I cried. I felt like my best friend had just abandoned me. I didn’t let my parents see me cry. I was afraid they would think I was being silly. I missed him. A lot.

Every time he came home for a weekend or holidays, he always found time for me. He would hang with his high school friends and some UF friends who lived in our area, but he always had time for me. He would take me out to lunch and we’d talk about school, his love life, my love life, and all sorts of stuff. It seems like he dated a bunch of girls but never settled down with any one of them. I was glad because I didn’t want to see him hooked up permanent with any girl. The way he described them, most of them seemed to be okay but not good enough for him. That’s what I thought.

We’d talk about my love life, too. When I was 18, I was a senior and I had been dating one guy, Mark, steady for the past two years. Despite what everybody else thought or refused to believe, we had not had sex. I was still a virgin. Well, we hadn’t had sex like regular sex. I had given Mark a few hand jobs and he had felt my boobs. (Yes, I figured out that letting a guy feel your boobs didn’t automatically make you a slut.) A few weeks earlier, we had come home from a date and we sat in his car for awhile. I was wearing a skirt and Mark put his hand between my legs. He started rubbing on my panties between my legs and I had an orgasm in like 30 seconds. It was incredible; way better than anything I could do to myself. Mark wanted me to do more but I was afraid. That was the extent of my sexual experience in high school.

When Ed was home for a weekend, he asked me to go to a club with him and I thought it was a cool idea. Once we were there, he got me a rum and coke and made me promise I wouldn’t tell Mom and Dad. Actually, I had two rum and cokes and that was more than I had ever drank before. I danced some with a few guys I knew and then Ed asked me to dance. When we walked out on the dance floor, the fast song they had been playing ended and a slow dance started. I felt okay about doing a slow dance with my brother so I turned and put my arms around him to dance. I put my head on his shoulder and it felt like I was in a dream. After a few seconds, I felt Ed’s hand on my butt, just playing around with the elastic at the top of my panties. The he pulled me closer to him and I felt his bulge against my inner thigh. This time, I was quite certain that Ed was attracted to me and I was flattered, because he was the coolest guy I knew, and he was older. But . . . Ed was my brother, even if he had a stiff member in his pants.

When we got home that night, Mom and Dad were already in bed. We walked up the stairs and stopped at my bedroom door. Ed told me that he was glad that I went dancing with him and then he kissed me on the cheek. For a second, I thought he was gonna kiss me on the lips. I instantly felt my nipples get hard and I was glad that Ed couldn’t see my pokies in the dark. I felt so horny that night that I shut my bedroom door, got naked in bed, and masturbated beşiktaş ucuz escort twice before I went to sleep. I felt kind of ashamed thinking about my brother and sex but I figured I was just horny and just thoughts couldn’t be too bad.

Anyway, the next day, Ed asked me about where I was going to college and I really hadn’t decided. He suggested that I go to UF and then he got excited about the idea. He said it would be cheaper for Mom and Dad to rent a house for the two of us to share instead of me living on campus. That got me excited and there wasn’t any other college that I wanted to go to, so that made my decision easy. My grades and test scores were good enough to get in.

Once I got accepted, Ed talked to Mom and Dad about renting a house. He had checked out a few possibilities and he was right; it was cheaper for the two of us to share a house than living on campus in a dorm.

That summer, Mom and Dad and Ed and I all went to Gainesville for a weekend to look for a house to rent. We looked at a few of the cheaper houses south of the campus but Dad didn’t want me living in that part of Gainesville. So we looked at a few houses with higher rent and we finally found one that was furnished and it even had a pool in the backyard with a privacy fence. Dad was happy with that. He said he didn’t want any young perverts looking at me while I was laying out in the sun.

Dad got a couple of rooms at a hotel so we could stay over in Gainesville on Saturday night. Ed and I shared a room with twin beds and it wasn’t adjoining Mom and Dad’s room. Ed took his shower first and he exited the bathroom wearing just his boxers. I whistled at him teasingly and he defended himself by saying that he wasn’t revealing anything more than he would show the public on a beach. When I came out of the bathroom wearing panties and a cutoff t-shirt that just covered my boobs, I didn’t wait for any comments; I immediately declared that I, also, wasn’t displaying anything that couldn’t be seen on a public beach. Ed quickly jumped under the sheets and then I got in bed. A minute later, he went in the bathroom and was in there for an extended stay. I used the opportunity to finger myself. The idea that Ed might come out and catch me playing with myself seemed to make my orgasm more intense. Part of me was really disgusted that I was masturbating while my brother was in the bathroom, but I was so turned on I couldn’t stop. After I came, I fell asleep within a few minutes. I don’t know if Ed could smell the scent of sex when he came out of the bathroom, but he never said anything about it.

A few weeks later, we packed up our stuff and drove down to Gainesville. Mom and Dad wanted to come along and I really didn’t want that but Ed took me aside and told me to be patient because they’d be gone in less than 24 hours. He was right, of course.

So Mom and Dad went to Gainesville with us. We unpacked everything and then Mom took me to the grocery store and she bought about half of the store and I guess I could tell she was worried. I tried to tell her I’d be okay but I don’t think that made her feel better. She cried as they were leaving and then I started crying and then Ed said he would take care of me. Finally, they left.

We went back in the house and sat down in the living room. Ed started the conversation.

“Okay. They’re gone now. So here’s the rules: there aren’t any rules. This is your place and you can do whatever you want. I’m not your Daddy; I’m just your big brother. If I see you startin’ to do somethin’ stupid, I’ll talk to you about it, but I won’t tell you what you can and can’t do.”

“Sometimes, I have a few friends over and we party, but other than that, things don’t get too crazy around here. Right now, I don’t have a girlfriend, so you don’t have to worry about runnin’ into somebody else in the bathroom in the mornin’. If you wanna have somebody spend the night, that’s your business. Just let me know so I don’t have any surprises the next mornin’.”

“Well,” I said, “I’m still goin’ with Mark, so I probably won’t be datin’. Mark might come up for a weekend occasionally, but that’s about it.”

“You know,” Ed said in a very brotherly voice, “most people who start college when they’re datin’ somebody back home end up breakin’ up within a few months, ’cause that long distance thing is hard to work and there’s too much temptation all around you. Maybe you guys will be the exception, but don’t be surprised . . ..”

“Well, I’m not sure that he’s the one for me. I mean, it’s not like we had sex . . ..”

“Holy shit!” Ed exclaimed. “That’s amazing. You guys’ve dated forever and you still haven’t had sex. . . . And he’s still with you. Amazing!” After a brief pause, Ed continued, “that means you’re still a virgin. Wow!”

“Yeah, but is there somethin’ wrong with that?” I replied, feeling a bit defensive. After all, it wasn’t like I was a 40 year-old virgin. I had just turned 19.

“No, sweetie, there’s nothin’ beşiktaş üniversiteli escort wrong with it. It’s just that most girls aren’t virgins by the time they get to college. You might feel a bit out of place when you make friends with chicks up here and they start talkin’ about doin’ the wild thing with their boyfriends.”

“It’s not like I’m totally inexperienced. We got naked together a few times and played with each other. But it just felt wrong to let him stick his dick in me just to feel good unless it meant somethin’ and . . . I don’t know . . . at the time, I thought he was just more interested in scorin’ with me. I mean . . . I know he cared, but . . . I was scared and I just didn’t want to go any further.”

“Okay, well, if that’s how you felt, it was probably the right decision. I’m just sayin’, when you start datin’ at college, most guys probably won’t go out with you more than a few times unless they think they’re makin’ some progress towards gettin’ it on. And . . . sooner or later, you’ll let one of ’em get into your panties.”

“Well, I’m not a total prude. Me and some friends went to a topless beach a few times in high school. Maybe I’ll feel different if I start datin’ somebody here, but not right now.”

“Yeah, yeah, yeah, I know. Mark’s the one . . . well, maybe . . . but he’s not here. So . . . tell me about the topless beach thing. I never heard about that.”

“It was no big deal. Me and Lacy and Crystal went to this place where there aren’t any houses for about a half-mile, and durin’ the week, if you skip school and go there, you pretty much have it to yourself. So, we went there, and Crystal said ‘hey, we can work on an all-over tan’ so I said ‘sure, why not’ and we took off our tops and tanned.”

“Cool. I wish you had invited me along. I’d love to see Crystal’s big tits.” Ed was my brother but he was always such a guy. “Ya know, that’s funny, ’cause a few times last year, me and Joni went to a lake here where you can go totally naked and nobody cared. So when we were house huntin’ a few weeks ago and I saw this pool, I thought about the possibility of doin’ that here, ya know, not with Joni, ’cause she’s history, but maybe I could and you could, if you were comfortable with it, and . . . who knows . . . maybe eventually we’d be comfortable enough to do it at the same time, but . . . but I don’t want to weird you out or anything.”

“Ya know,” Ed continued, “bein’ roommates means we need to be comfortable with each other. I mean . . . I don’t usually walk around in a bathrobe or fully dressed and I hope that won’t bother you. And you can walk around here as comfortable as you wanna be, too.”

“Well, we’ve seen each other in our underwear enough times that it wouldn’t be weird. And maybe I might wanna get a tan with no lines up top, but I don’t know about totally nude, ’cause it’s been like a long time since we saw each other that way and that might be a little too . . . well . . . weird,” I said. The I added, “who knows, when I get comfortable with the idea, who knows what might happen.”

“That’s good. I usually lay out at the pool topless anyway,” Ed joked. “We can get started on our tans this afternoon. I got nothin’ else to do.”

We had lunch — just sandwiches and iced tea — and then Ed said he was gonna change into his swimsuit. I went to my bedroom and put on a bikini that wasn’t too eeny teeny weeny but it was a bikini.

When I went out the patio door to the pool, Ed was already laying on a lounge chair. He was wearing a pair of swim shorts that looked kinda like gym shorts. He already had a pretty good tan going.

I laid down in the chair next to him. I laid down on my stomach and I reached behind me to loosen my top.

“Ed, can you do my back?” I asked.

“Sure. You got some lotion here?”

“Yeah, I got a big bottle right here,” I replied.

Ed got up and grabbed the bottle and squeezed some into his hands. Actually, it was a suntan oil, so it went on real smooth, like massage oil.

“Where do you want it?” he asked.

“I need it all over but mostly I need it on my back.”

Ed started with my shoulders and arms. It felt like he was trying to massage me as he was applying it, not just rubbing it on but using a little pressure that I felt down into my muscles.

“Yum,” I moaned, but not in a sexual way. His hands felt strong. “That feels good. You’re hired.”

“Well then, I’ll keep going,” he answered. Next he did my back. First he ran his palms up and down my spine then he moved out and reached around to my sides. As he moved up towards my shoulders, his hands touched the sides of my boobs. I don’t think he was trying to get me aroused or anything, but I’ll admit it felt good.

Next he did my low back and he reached down all the way to the top of my bikini bottoms. “Uhhhm, you have strong hands,” I said. As I finished my sentence, I could feel his fingertips just pushing ever so slightly under the elastic in my bikini, but no further.

Then, he moved to my left foot and applied oil to my heel, my calf, behind my knee and he moved up my thigh. As he did the inside of my thigh, I thought I could feel his knuckles grazing my bikini where it covered my most strategic parts but, again, it didn’t feel like anything he was trying to do. It didn’t last long but it sure made me feel a little tingly.

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