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Everything here is true and names have been changed for privacy. All actors are over 21 and all actions were entirely consensual between parties.

*****

It’s been a few days since Sandra and I had out first sexual encounter. Nothing has really changed between us other than our normal flirting now has more overt sexual undertones and our texting has become more direct. No more generalized hints about sex, now we just blatantly talk about it. We’re both eagerly waiting for our next opportunity, fortunately we didn’t have to wait much longer.

Ashley made plans to go “shopping”. As she was leaving I told her I was going to get some evening fishing in and I’d be home in the morning. I also reminded her that there’s no cell service so she wouldn’t hear from me. She was gone for an hour so I started getting ready to go. As I was packing up the Jeep Sandra came out and asked “Where are you going fishing?” I told Sandra I was heading to the lake about an hour away and planned on being out until the sun came up.

“Oh, I see you’re packing the blind.” She says

“Yeah, if it rains I want some quick shelter. You know how these summer storms are.”

“Yeah, I love the rain though. It cools everything down, even if it’s only for a couple of hours. Do you mind if I come along? I haven’t been out much because John didn’t like fishing.”

I tell her “Sure, grab your gear.”

She runs in the house and about five minutes later she comes out wearing a pair of shorts and a tee shirt carrying a bag and tackle. As she gets closer I notice her nipples poking through her shirt and see that her shorts are tie on, no buttons. She loads her gear and we head out.

During the hour ride we talked and laughed. We stopped for a 12 pack and I pointed out the condoms. “Should we grab some?” I ask and she replied with a smile “You know we don’t need those”. We both laughed and headed back out. We got to the lake just as the sun was touching the tops of the hills. There were a few people scattered along the shore and 2 boats trolling. We unloaded and walked about a ½ mile to a secluded spot under some trees.

We set up our rigs and cast out, popped open some beers and relaxed. It started to cloud over as the sun set. The boats came in and the everyone headed out, leaving us alone on the lakeside. I popped up the blind and stoked a small fire as she bent over the cooler and got us a couple beers. “Last ones” she announces. I gave her a playful slap on her ass causing her to yelp and giggle.

“Now Rob, you know I like my ass slapped” she said with a smile and flicker in her eye

“Oh, I know that’s not all you like.”

Just then the clouds opened up and it started pouring. We gathered up the important things and ran in to the blind. We managed to grab our bags, cooler and our phones, the fire was out in under a minute. I turned on the electric lamp to give us a little light and the heater to help dry our wet clothes.

I tell her “This is why I carry a change of clothes. You can hang yours above the heater if you want.”

“You just want to get me naked again but I guess I should get out of these wet things.” She continues with a wink and sultry smile as she turns her back to me and lifts her shirt over her head and lowers her soaking wet shorts, revealing she wasn’t wearing any underwear. She then looks over her shoulder at me she gives her gorgeous ass a little shake.

I just stared in awe at her beautiful, wet body as she hung her clothes. “What about you? Are you going to sit in those wet clothes?” she asks as she spreads out the blankets.

As I start undressing she starts playing some dance song on her phone and starts saying things like “Yeah, take it off baby” and “shake that ass for mama”. I laughed hard and started doing my best attempt at a strip tease for her. I was still in my underwear and started grinding my bursa escort cock near her face “WOO! That a boy” she squeals. Then she grabs my hips and pulls my underwear down, my semi hard cock inches from her face. She sticks out her tongue and licks the head, causing my dick to jump. She laps at it again and takes me in her mouth. She scoots up on her knees and starts sucking. She grabs the base of my dick with her thumb and index finger clamping it like a vice and uses her other hand to squeeze my balls. After a few minutes of her sucking me I pull away and lay on my back.

“Straddle my face, I want to taste you while you blow me.”

“Hmm, nope. This is for you baby” she smiles as she leans over me and takes me back in her mouth.

She grabs my balls again and squeezes them as she takes me all the way down her throat. I let out a loud moan and she starts circling her tongue around my cock. She sucks hard and backs off holding just my head in her mouth, still swirling her tongue around it. She latches on to my balls and squeezes down hard. “Holy fuck, babe!” I yell out in pleasure. She releases me from her mouth, still holding my balls she starts flicking her tongue on my head. I moan in disappointment when she releases her grip. She then slides up, taking my dick between her tits. She holds them together and starts sliding them up and down. I stop her, lay her on her back and place my cock between her tits. “That should be better” I tell her. “Mmm yes it is” she replies. She holds her tits together as I start fucking them. She lifts her head so she can suck the head every time it pushes through. I spit on her tits to keep the action wet and smooth. I start thrusting faster and she asks “Are you going to cum?”

“Soon” I reply

“Mmm, yes. I want to taste you”

As she said that I let out a primal yell and start to cum. She opens her mouth and starts jerking me off in to her open mouth. I spray her face, tits and mouth with my cum, both of us moaning as she tries to catch as much as she can.

Still straddling her I reach over, grab my camera and snap a picture. “You look too fucking hot for me not to get a pic.”

She smiles and says “Where’d that come from?”

“I always bring my camera whenever I go hiking or fishing.”

“Well, you better send me a copy”. As she scoops up my cum and licks her fingers I take more pictures so she starts posing so I get the sluttiest possible shots.

“Hand me my bag” she says.

I give it to her and she pulls out a large dildo and small vibrator. The dildo was realistic and at least 8″ long and much thicker than me. The vibrator was only about 6″ and thinner than me. It was one of those set ups where the vibrator can go inside the dildo to make it vibrate.

“Let’s get some good pictures since you have it. Just tell me what you want me to do.”

I was dumbfounded. Ashley would never let me have a camera in the bedroom and now here I was with Sandra who actually wanted to pose for me and willing to do what I want.

I tell her “Just do what you want to start and I’ll direct you from there.”

“Yes, sir. Anything you say, sir” she says with a wink.

As she’s standing she turns on the small vibrator and turns and starts rubbing the tip over her nipples. *snap* She moves it back and forth over her tits *snap, snap*. She then starts running it over her tattooed collar bone and over her neck *snap snap* She continues by running down between her tits and over her tattooed stomach and her hips. *snap snap snap snap* She then starts heading toward her pussy. She begins rubbing it on her clit, her pussy getting wet.

I continue taking pictures and then tell her to get on her knees with her legs spread. She does and starts rubbing the vibe over her lips, glazing it with her pussy juices. I then tell her to bend over onto her elbows and knees, I take the dildo and bursa escort bayan tell her to suck it. She does this as if she were sucking a real cock. She grabs it with both hands and starts moaning and slobbering all over it.

“Mmm suck that cock baby”.

“I love this cock in my mouth. When can I feel it in my pussy?”

“Soon”

At that moment I realized that she really would do anything I told her too. I decided to see how far she would go.

“Take the vibe and tease your pussy while you suck that.”

“Ok sir”

I move behind her and snapped some shots of her pussy and ass. “Spread your legs wider and push it in your cunt.”

“Mmhmm” She mumbles out with the fake cock in her mouth.

“Mmmm” she moans out as she pushes it in.

I take some more pics and instruct her to lay on her back.

She does and I tell her to start slowly fucking herself with the large dildo.

“Yes sir, anything you want.”

She starts slowly sliding it in and out getting it wet, her pussy dripping. I zoom in on it and tell her to hold it there. She starts panting as I frame in just the dildo in her pussy.

“Ok, now put them together and fuck yourself hard. Get it good and wet.”

“Yes sir”

She placed the vibrator into the dildo, turned it on its highest setting and went right to it. Her pussy immediately started dripping down over her asshole and onto the blanket, her juices pooling under her. I let her go at it as I took lots of pictures. Suddenly, she grabbed it with both hands and started ramming it in to her hard and fast. I knew she was going to orgasm soon.

“STOP!” I yelled as I placed my hands on hers to prevent her from putting it back in.

“ahhh, noo” she protested.

I switch over to video.

“Lick it clean”

“Mmm, yes sir”

She began licking it up and down, making sure to get all of her pussy juice off of it.

“Ok, now rub it all over your pussy. Get the dildo and your ass good and wet.”

“Can I cum yet?”

“No”

She then rubs it along her pussy and ass, spreading her juices all over it and her holes.

“Have you ever done anal?”

“Just a finger or two and the small vibrator.”

“Have you ever had that big thing in your ass?”

“No sir, it’s too big.” She replied, wide eyed and slack jawed.

“Well, you’re going to try it now.”

“Y-yes sir.”

“Lay back and spread your legs wide, open it all up and start working it in your asshole.”

She follows my orders without protest.

“Ugh, ugh, hmm. It’s too big sir.”

I lean down and spit on her asshole. “Keep trying, get the head in.”

“Ugh, y-yes s-s-sir” she mumbles as she pushes the head of that thick dildo into her ass. “Oh god, oh, god… ugh ugh ugh.”

“Keep pushing”

“Ooohhhh ffffuuucckkk. Yeah yeah yeah…”She yells out as it gets past the half way point.

“Rub your clit and get it all the way in and I’ll let you cum”

“Yes sir, yes sir, yesss… Ahhhh!” she yells out as the dildo hits balls deep and she cums.

When she finishes her orgasm and with the dildo still buried in her ass I grab her legs and spread them wide and slam into her dripping pussy. Still holding the camera I start fucking her hard. She screams out in another orgasm, her hands clawing at the blanket. I tell her “I want to fuck your ass”. “Yes sir, do what you want with me” she moans out. I pull out the dildo and slide my cock in with ease. I start with long slow strokes, feeling every inch of her tight asshole. “Please sir, fuck my ass. Give it to me.” I took the hint and put her on her hands and knees and started fucking her ass hard. I’d slam in and pull out until just my head was in and slam her again and again. “Mmm, yes sir. That’s it sir.” As I was fucking her I felt something vibrating near my balls and felt a pressure and the vibrating escort bursa moving up inside her. She took the large dildo and buried it into her pussy. She continued to fuck herself with it, moving opposite of my strokes.

“Mmm, that feels good baby. I can feel it vibrating inside you.”

“I thought… you’d like it… s-sir, mmm…”

I start fucking her ass harder and she begins slamming her twat. I pull her hair back and it triggers her orgasm. She cums, soaking everything. Her juices running down her legs and mine.

She yells out “FUCK! I’m squirting all over you!”

“Mmm baby, I’m gonna cum. Where do you want it?”

“In my mouth, I want to taste us.”

I pull out, grab the camera and point it down. She goes to her knees, straddling the dildo and pushing it into her balls deep. She takes me in her mouth like a woman possessed and sucks off all of her ass and cum from my cock. She takes me all the way in and down her throat, triggering my orgasm.

“ahhh fuck baby! I’m… cumm.. oh fuck oh fuck.”

As I cum down her throat she orgasms again, causing her to moan making her throat vibrate around my head. She keeps me throated and swallows every drop. She releases me from her mouth, looks at the camera, smiles and asks “Did you get all that?”

I laugh and look at the camera display “Yeah, the card still has lots of room and 35% on the battery”.

“Good, it’s still raining. I want you to take some pics of me in the rain.”

She steps out into the rain to rinse off our sex and I start taking pictures off her posing and enjoying the warm summer rain. When she’s done she steps back into the blind and says “Well that was fucking amazing. I didn’t think I could get that in my ass.”

“You just needed some encouragement . What was with the ‘sir’ stuff tonight?” I asked

“I remembered that you like to be dominant and I wanted to give myself to you completely. Anytime you want me I’ll be there to do whatever you want to me. No strings attached, just sex.”

“Wow, ok.” I said taken aback

“What? We’ve only just started fucking and I like the idea of being told what to do. You know how to make me feel good and cum, I want to do things for you.”

“I’m guessing you’re into things that I don’t know about.”

“Yeah, you could say that.” She said, smiling.

“I have a feeling we’re going to have a lot of fun together.”

“Oh Rob, I know we will.”

The rain finally died down so we decided to get dressed and pack up. We still had a couple hours until day light but called it a night, we were both pretty tired anyway. On the ride home she laid her seat back and slept the entire drive home. She woke as I pulled in front of the house and noticed Ashley’s car wasn’t out front.

“Where’s she at?”

“She said she was going ‘shopping’ but I know she’s out doing whatever.”

“Oh, hun I’m sorry. Well, if you want to stop in you’re welcome too.”

“Thanks hun but I want to shower and get to bed. She’ll be home soon anyway. It’s 4am and she knows I’m usually back by 6.”

“I know we talked about this shit but I guess it’s different seeing it.”

“Eh, I don’t care. It’s just sex.”

“That’s true, but I still can’t believe you don’t care.”

“Sandra, if I cared we wouldn’t be fucking. Like I said ‘sex is just sex’. I mean we’re friends but I like your pussy.” I said with a grin.

She laughed and replied “That’s good because I like your cock”. She reached down and grabbed me through my pants, making it twitch in her hand.

“Oh, it feels like someone wants attention, and we still have some time to kill.” Before I could object she had my dick out and her lips wrapped around it. She was jerking and sucking me fast and hard, she wanted my cum. Within minutes she had me dumping what was left in my balls down her throat.

She looked up and fixed my pants and said “after 2 loads there was still a lot left. I can’t believe how much you cum”. Then she hopped out of the Jeep and we said good night. I just sat back for a minute and smiled, thinking to myself “this is going to be fun”.

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All characters are purely fictional. All parties in the story are18 years or older.

I would like to greatly thank whoredinarygirl and kjplotts for taking the time to review my story

*****

As Logan spied into the sunlit room, he softly gasped. Standing inside was his attractive mother, Ava, bent forward, touching the floor with her hands and flaunting her firm, sexy ass to his young 18-year-old ogling eyes.

Oh my god… Logan thought as her long, midnight hair swept across the floor while her glistening black yoga pants hugged her body so tightly the fabric creased into her ass cheeks, accentuating her wonderful bum and he couldn’t resist the urge to rub his hardening dick against his jeans.

“Holy fuck…” he mumbled under a whispered breath, as his mother slowly went down on all fours and put her body into a cow pose – sinking her tummy to the floor as her chest and ass raised to the ceiling. Then, still on all fours, she lowered her chest and rear while arching her back.

For the first time, Logan’s mind filled with unspeakable sexual desires as his mother went back and forth between the two positions, making it appear as if her round, sexy fanny was flirtatiously dancing just for him. Unable to control his building urge any longer, he cautiously went to unzip his pants in hopes of releasing his solid cock that was painfully confined.

However, as he shifted his weight, a board slowly squeaked, sending him scurrying off before his mother became aware of his presence.

Ava chuckled to herself. Unbeknownst to her son, she planned for him to see her and was watching him from a mirror as she flaunted her body. Her heartbeat raced as she dared to seductively toy with her son and felt her pussy suddenly moisten when he rubbed his hand over his groin. Then when she noticed him unzipping his pants, her eyes widened, she was not sure what she should do and was thankful when he dashed off.

Logan raced through the dining room and down the hallway of their ranch-style house just as Ava snuck her head around the corner in time to see him closing his door.

Ava heard Logan locking his door and the door that connected their shared bathroom and thought back to the conversation she had earlier with her friend over the phone.

“You know Marge I’ve been feeling so depressed. Chris hasn’t touched me in months and hardly pays any attention to me anymore. I can’t help but ask myself if this is how my marriage will be from now on.”

“You know Ava, I felt that same way a while ago. That is until the day I caught Jacob watching me while I danced around washing the floor. I don’t know why but it excited me knowing I was still able to draw an 18-year-old’s eye. So since that day, I find myself making little flirtatious moves around him.”

“Margery, you didn’t! Not with your son?”

“Yes, I know it’s hard to believe, but I just couldn’t stop myself. Knowing that I was exciting him did something to me.”

“Well, I don’t know if I could do something like that with Logan. Besides, he’s never made any attempt to check out his old mother before.”

“Listen Ava… You’re not old, and you won’t know unless you try. And don’t let it bother you that he’s your son. It’s just some harmless flirting to get your blood flowing again.”

“I don’t know Marge. I’ll have to think it over. Thanks for the advice though.”

“Okay dear, I’ll call you tomorrow and see how you’re doing.”

“Okay, bye.”

Logan crashed on his bed and sighed before closing his eyes and recapping his mother’s sultry figure in his mind as she stretched and twisted her body. His hand reached into his jeans and clutched at his hard cock as her marvelous ass danced in his head.

Softly he murmured, “Oh fuck, you’re so hot, Mom,” and pulled down his pants. Grasping his steel pole, he jerked off to his mother’s seductive image until he climaxed diligently, spraying his jism all over the place.

“Wow I came so hard,” he said to himself as he rose up and cleaned himself off.

Meanwhile, Ava was pondering over how aroused her son got and it excited her in a way that she hasn’t felt in a very long time. Sitting on her knees, she bit a nail and smiled as her other hand brush lightly across her moistening mound.

Oh my God, I’m getting so horny, she thought and pressed her hand tight against her pussy, just as her cell phone rang.

Ava stood up and grabbed her phone she placed on an end table. Plopping on the sofa she said, “Hello.”

“So how are you feeling today?”

“Oh, hi Margery. Well, I took your advice, and I have to admit that you were right.”

“Oh… So you got your son’s attention. Did he?”

“Sorry Marge I have to go. I hear Logan opening his door. I’ll call you later.”

“Um. Mom.” Logan said as he glanced over his mother’s sexy figure once more. “I’m going over to a friend’s house for a couple of hours.”

“Oh… I didn’t hear you come home, honey. Did you finish your homework?”

Logan’s mouth watered as he fixated on her lush breast pressing tuzla escort firmly into the skin-tight outfit and croaked, “Yeah. Sorry, I just hurried past you and did it.”

“Okay, just don’t be late for supper.”

“I won’t,” Logan quickly replied, feeling his dick once again getting stiff and ran out the door.

Ava smirked as she admired her son from the window running down the street then she turned and headed to the bathroom.

Turning on the water, she undressed as the room filled with a warm mist. Ava then stepped into the hot shower and closed her eyes, letting the water cover all over her body while her mind reflected back to her son and how he responded to her seductive actions. Ava rested her back on the shower wall. Her right hand slowly dipped down to her pussy and lightly tickled it while her left hand softly caressed her hard nipples.

Her excitement grew as her mind pictured her young son’s hand rubbing his stiff cock against his pants, and it caused her hand to quicken its pace across her folds. Her body trembled as her climax heightened. Her finger found her clit just as she pictured her son unzipping his trousers. She was just about to come when from the bedroom, she heard, “Honey, I’m home.”

Ava stopped and opened her eyes and responded, “I’ll be right out, dear.”

Still horny she turned off the water and stepped out of the shower. Quickly drying herself off, she greeted her husband in their bedroom nude.

“Hey honey,” she said as she wrapped her arms around his neck and pushed her naked body next to his.

“Hey, you’re getting me wet,” Chris said and pulled her off him.

“We can fix that,” Ava replied and started to unbutton his shirt.

“What are you doing?” Chris said and grabbed her hands.

“Logan’s over at his friends. I figured we could fool around,” Ava said before kissing her husband’s neck.

Chris grabbed her shoulders, pushed her back and said, “I don’t think that’s a good idea. I’m still stressed from work and also hungry.”

Ava frowned and turned away saying, “I’ll dress and make dinner then.”

Logan knocked on his friend’s door and gulped when his friend’s mom answered, wearing a low-cut black tee shirt that pushed out her heavy breast.

“Is… Is Jacob here?” He said, fighting back the sudden urge to reach out and grab her tits in his hands.

Margery, Jacob’s mother, chuckled, “Yes, Jacob’s up in his room. Come in.”

Logan stepped inside as Margery turned and yelled to her son. “Jacob. Logan’s here.”

Logan’s eyes drifted down Margery’s body, and his dick stiffened when he noticed her round, firm rear.

“I swear that boy is deaf sometimes,” Margery said and went to the bottom of the step and yelled once more.

Without getting a reply Margery said, “Logan, just go up already.”

“Thanks,” Logan replied and dashed up the stairs. With a quick knock, he opened the door to see his friend sitting on his bed with a pair of ear buds in and jacking off.

Jacob quickly stopped, pulled the ear buds off and stood up yelling, “Hey, what the fuck dude!”

“Sorry man. Didn’t you hear your mom yell I was here?”

“No, I didn’t,” Jacob bolstered and blushed as he tucked his dick back into his pants and zipped up.

“I got caught up listening to this CD I found. Here, have a listen,” Jacob said as he handed Logan the ear buds.

Logan listened and shouted, “Holy Fuck!” as his ears filled with the sound of a woman moaning loudly and groaning, ‘Fuck me. Fuck me harder!’

“Where the hell did you find it?”

“In my mom’s closet,” Jacob said as Logan handed him the ear buds.

“I was going to make a copy and return it. However, I didn’t get a chance yet.”

“Oh. Well I wouldn’t wait too long. What if she finds it missing?”

“Nah. It was in a box tucked away in the back of her closet,” Jacob said as he sat on his bed.

“Dude, what were you doing in her closet?”

Jacob went and locked his door. Turning back he whispered, “Listen, this is between you and me.”

“Oh, okay?” Logan said.

“I… I was hiding in there to try to see her naked when she got out of the shower the other day.”

“Holy fuck dude! That’s your mom!”

“Yea I know, shh… I don’t know why, but over the past couple of weeks, I think she’s been flirting and wearing sexy clothes for me.”

“Yea. You might be right about that. The shirt she’s wearing now does show off her chest a lot.”

“Well. then you see what I mean. I just had to see those beautiful tits of hers for myself.”

“I guess I can’t blame you. Besides, I had a similar situation today with my own mother.”

“No way! What happened?” Jacob said.

“I came home from school and was heading to my room when I noticed mom wearing this skin-tight outfit doing some kind of exercises in the front room. Oh, by the way, you never said if you got to see her tits.”

“Nah. She came out already dressed. So back to your mom. Was that all?”

“Yea, pretty much. However, the moves she did seemed very sexual tuzla escort bayan in nature. They really got to me.”

“Wow, that sounds almost like what mom is doing here except it’s when she’s dancing around cleaning.”

“Hey, you think they’re messing with us?” Logan said.

“I don’t know. Maybe we should test them and see.”

“Dude, it’s our mothers we’re talking about here, not a couple of slutty chicks from school,” Logan replied.

“Well, it was only a suggestion.”

“I don’t know. Maybe we should just wait and see what they do next. I had better split before I’m late for dinner,” Logan replied as he made his way to the door.

“Okay dude. Even so, if something else happens you got to tell me.”

“Alright, I’ll see you later.”

Logan dashed out the door and thought about what Jacob said as he made his way home.

Once there he went into the dining room to see his father already seated and said, “Hi Dad,” as he plopped into his chair.

Ava entered the room and smirked as she watched her son’s eye follow her chest around the table. After being rejected by her husband, she decided to forgo a bra and wear a very tight low cut revealing white top.

Ava bent forward in front of her son as she set the serving plate down on the table and said, “You want a breast?”

“Huh?” Logan replied as he felt his face redden.

“I asked if you wanted a piece of breast meat or a leg,” Ava chuckled as she sat in her chair.

“Oh. I guess the breast,” Logan said.

As they all ate quietly, Logan couldn’t help but gander at his mother’s bosom. The outline of her dark areolas couldn’t hide under the light gripping fabric and her hard nipples jetting outward only made matters worse. He couldn’t help but rub his hard dick under the table as he looked on.

Ava once again felt her pussy moisten as she teased her son and couldn’t help but push a hand between her own legs in an effort to relieve the building sexual urges she was feeling.

“So how was your day, son? Anything exciting happen?” Logan’s father said, snapping both out of their sexual trances.

Logan looked at his mother as she stared back at him and said, “Oh… No. Nothing special.”

“Well I took up yoga today,” Ava replied with a devilish smirk. “But I’m having trouble doing some of the moves.”

“Oh? I didn’t know you were interested in that,” Chris said.

With a stern look, she replied, “Of course not, dear. You don’t know a lot of my needs.” Then glanced at her son and smiled saying, “More breast honey?”

“What’s that supposed to mean?” Chris said in a loud tone.

“Nothing dear, just enjoy your meal.”

Chris huffed and buried his face in his plate. Stabbing his meat with his fork, he forcefully shoved it in his mouth.

Logan felt the tension building between his mother and father and quickly finished eating and said, “That was good, Mom.”

“Thank you, honey. At least someone appreciates what I do.”

Chris grumbled under his breath as Logan quickly left the table and said, “I’m heading to my room.”

However, as Logan entered his room, he listened from the door as his parents started to talk.

“So, I don’t appreciate what you do?”

“That’s right. I think you take everything I do around here for granted.”

“Oh, so I’m supposed to just compliment you on everything?”

“Once in a while would be nice. And speaking of once in a while, how about some sex?”

“Oh, so that’s it. Because I didn’t want to fuck you earlier.”

“How about you never want to anymore? I have needs also you know.”

“So me being stressed is supposed to take a backseat to your sexual needs.”

“Where are you going?” Logan heard his mother say.

“Out,” his father replied and slammed the door.

Logan sat on his bed and contemplated over what his mother said before laying down and falling asleep.

The next morning Logan noticed his father wasn’t around and asked, “Where’s Dad, Mom?”

“Your father called from the office this morning and said he spent the night there,” Ava replied in a testy tone.

“Oh,” was all Logan could say as he pulled a chair out to sit down.

Logan glanced at his mother and admired her long black velvet robe, and how it dipped low between her breasts as they both sat and ate. However, he was careful not to draw any attention to himself since it was apparent his mother was very upset.

Finally Logan said, “You okay, Mom?”

“Yes honey, I’m fine. You better hurry before you’re late for school.”

“Okay. Mom,” Logan replied as he walked over and gave her a quick peck on the cheek.

However, as he bent over to kiss her, his eyes glanced down between the robe opening and caught a peek of her right nipple, which caused his dick to jump in his pants.

Logan backed away slowly and caught his mother looking into his eyes deeply and then smiled saying, “At least you show me some affection.”

Not knowing how to respond to her comment, Logan just quickly said, “I’ll see you after school, escort tuzla Mom,” and dashed off.

Ava watched her son run off and called her friend when she heard the door close.

“Hi Marge,” Ava said in a sniveling voice.

“What’s wrong, dear?”

“Chris left after dinner and never came home last night.”

“What happened?”

“After I talked to you, I took a shower and felt a bit frisky, so I tried to get some attention from Chris when he got home. Well, of course he didn’t want to do anything and that just frustrated me more. So at dinner I wore something a little revealing hoping it would pique his interest.”

“So I take it, it didn’t work.”

“Oh, it did; however, on the wrong person. Logan was practically drooling over me as we ate.”

“See… I told you that you were still attractive.”

“Yes you did say that. Except that only made me more horny and mad at the same time.”

“You… You got horny?”

Ava paused before saying, “Yes,” in a subtle voice.

“Oh Ava. I’m so sorry. If I had known it was that bad, I wouldn’t have suggested flirting with your son.”

“So you didn’t get horny after Jacob watched you?”

“I… I felt different afterward. But not horny.”

“Really, Marge?” Ava said sternly.

“Okay. I guess a little,” Margery said and then replied, “But we’re getting side-tracked here. What made Chris leave?”

“I guess I did. I was so upset with him that after Logan left the table, we spat over how he never touches me anymore. That’s when he left and called me this morning from his office.”

“Ava… Don’t blame yourself. He’s being an ass. Especially if Logan could see how sexy you looked. Something isn’t right here. I hate to say this, but I think Chris might be having an affair.”

Ava teared up and said, “That bastard!”

“Calm down, Ava. I said he might be. We don’t know for sure.”

“I bet you’re right. It’s all making sense now,” Ava said in a huffy tone.

“Listen Ava, getting upset won’t solve anything. Right now, I think you need to just relax and see what he says when he gets home.”

“Okay Marge. I’ll call you later.”

“Okay, dear,” Ava heard as she hung up the phone.

Ava’s mind raced with images of her husband screwing some young girl at his office, and it only intensified her anger toward him. However, in her maddening state, her mind then focused on Logan, her loving son.

Remembering how she felt yesterday when Logan watched her, she was compelled to try it again. So just before he was to come home, she changed into her black leotards and waited. Only this time when she peaked out the window and saw him turning the corner, she added some loud up beat music and began her little game.

Logan was on the front porch when he first heard the music piercing through the outside wall and cautiously opened the front door. Slowly, he advanced until he was next to the opening of the room and peeked around to see his mother bent forward with her arms out to her side, bouncing her upper body up and down to the beat. Her ass pushed back as she moved, and it appeared so inviting that he immediately rubbed his right hand across his stiffening dick.

She’s so fucking hot, he thought as her routine changed to her bending forward with her arms out to the side and her swaying from left to right, causing her firm rear to dance from side to side.

Ava watched her son in the mirror, as she moved and felt excited by his presence like before but found herself needing more. Her desire to gaze upon his hard dick once again had taken over her rational frame of mind. So without thinking, she quickly turned and acted startled saying, “Oh Logan… You scared me. What are you doing standing there?”

“Um… Ah… I was… I was just watching you do your um… Workout,” he said as he slowly moved his body into the doorway.

Ava noticed his stiff appendage pressing tightly against his trousers and felt a sudden twinge in her pussy. Her pent-up sexual frustration was getting the best of her, and she brazenly said, “Well, if you’re going to just stand there, you might as well help me. I’m having trouble balancing and stretching to some of the moves.”

Logan set his books down and walked toward her but noticed her eyes looking right at his groin and felt his face turning red.

“Okay, now just stand here until I say,” Ava said and laid her back on the floor with her arms to her side. Then she lifted her lower body upwards and said, “Okay, grab my legs.”

Logan reached out with both hands and held her by the ankles as she lifted her body higher until only her upper back was touching the mat.

“Oh, thank you, honey. I couldn’t do this before,” Ava said and then proceeded to lift and lower her body while she admired her son’s stiff prick above her.

Logan couldn’t help but marvel over her tight bum as it lifted and lowered so close to him. His sexual urges grew immensely, and he found himself just wanting to reach down and squeeze her firm ass in his hands.

“Okay, that’s good,” Ava said and lowered her body to the ground. She could feel the sexual tension building in the room. And even though a little voice told her this was far enough, she couldn’t help but push it just a little further.

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Reading chapters 1 and 2 is imperative to understanding the context.

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“I know you’re tired, especially after that great orgasm. I’m going to stay up. I have GOT to watch your video. I can’t wait to see all you did after hearing it. I’ll tell you all about it tomorrow. Sleep sweet, darling. I love you.”

“Good night, mom. I love you too.”

Tired as I was, I thought about staying on the phone so I could listen to her as she watched my video. I was sure she would be masturbating and I wanted to hear it … again. I decided to give her the alone time to react to it as she wanted. She would be seeing my cock for the first time since I was a kid. And it would be my erect, man-size cock. She would see me stroking it and she would see me ejaculate, spurting my cum all over her panties and the picture of her pussy. I was sure it would turn her on, but I was content to wait till tomorrow. I put her panties in a baggie to preserve the wetness. I took a picture of her picture with my cum all over her pussy lips. I climbed into bed and just before I fell asleep I thought, “I just masturbated on the phone with my 64 year old mother.”

I woke up around 9 to the sounds and smells of a beautiful southern summer day. My bedroom window was open. I could feel the gentle wafting of a warm breeze. Outside I could hear the staccato sounds of my neighbor’s lawn mower. I love the aroma of newly cut grass. Any other time, I would have taken a shower, gotten a cup of coffee and sat out on my balcony and just let my senses roam over the landscape. But this wasn’t any other time.’ I had things to attend to. Rather, I had someone to attend to – my Mother.

I sat down at my computer and opened my email. I had about 24 messages, but only one caught my immediate attention. I opened it. It said,

“Rick, baby Call me when you get up. We HAVE to talk! Oh, do we have to talk!

Love you, Mom oooxxxOOO”

I guessed the little o’s and x’s were hugs and kisses. But the big O’s? Then it dawned on me. They were big O’s, Orgasms. Whatever she wanted to talk about was going to be VERY good.

I responded back to her:

“Mornin Mom, I’m up. Gonna take a shower. Will call when I get out.” Love you too, All those x’s, o’s, O’s back HR”

I wondered if she would figure out that “HR” was Horny Rick.

I gathered up my clothes and clean underwear and headed for the shower when my computer beeped at me with a new email. I looked at the screen. It was from mom again.

“Baby, don’t bother calling. Just come on over. And hurry. I’m about to explode.”

I’m wasn’t sure exactly what she meant, but I had an idea and I wasn’t going to waste any time. I hopped in the shower when it was still cold. Didn’t matter. I was hot enough.

When I got out and dressed, I noticed my cell phone vibrating on my dresser. It was a voice mail from Phil Carter, one of my co-workers. The Brits wanted a conference call in an hour. SHIT! I emailed mom that I had to go to work for a while. She replied back, “Darn. Well at least come over for a cup of coffee. What we have to talk about can keep for a while. Although, I’m percolating faster than the coffee. See you in a few. Oh, BTW, don’t forget my panties.” I put them in my pocket and headed out the bursa escort door.

When I got over there, I let myself in. The security alarm beeped letting her know I had arrived.

“I’m in the kitchen sweetheart”, she called to me. I walked into the kitchen. She was standing at the counter pouring herself and me some coffee. She was wearing a light summer dress and looked radiant. She had just the faint hint of red lipstick on, a little darker than she normally wears. She handed me my coffee, and said “Sit down, baby. Let’s talk for a minute before you have to go.” Something about her was different. But I couldn’t put my finger on it. We sat and sipped our coffee and chatted as mothers and sons typically do. Of course, we weren’t typical any more. Finally, I said, “Mom, what did you want to talk about?”

She smiled an said, “It’ll keep till you get back, barely.” She gave that wry, knowing smile and winked at me. “You probably better get going.”

I finished my coffee and got up to leave. She walked me to the door. “Do you have my panties?” she asked. I pulled them from my pocket and handed them to her. She kissed me, a little harder than normal. I could even feel her lips open slightly. She tasted wonderful. I thought I could hear a slight moan. Just as I was about to walk out, she said, “By the way, you have a gorgeous cock, horny Rick” She blew me a kiss and closed the door. Damn, I wish I didn’t have to go to work.

It only took a few minutes to get there. Just as I stopped the car in the parking lot, my phone went off. It was a text from Mom. It said, “have them on.” She was now wearing the panties I came in last night. How the hell am I supposed to concentrate with that thought running in my head. I entered the building and got in the elevator to go to Phil’s third floor office. Half way up my phone went off again. “luv ur cum.” My cock was getting hard. How am I going to hide this? The elevator let me out on the third floor. My office was on the fourth floor. I decided to take the stairs to grab something like a notebook or manila folder or anything to cover this up. I grabbed a set of prints and headed for Phil’s office.

We dialed the British Defense Agency and got their lead contract engineer on the line. He started asking his questions when my phone went off again. It said, “i just came … so good.” I don’t remember a damn thing that was said after that. I hope I didn’t give away any national secrets.

When the meeting was over, I bounded down the stairs, three at a time, to get to my car. I texted Mom. “on my way.” Halfway there I got a call from her. “Hi Mom”, I answered.

“Hey, baby. When you get here, just come on up to my bedroom.”

“Ok.” I pressed down on the accelerator a little more.

When I got there, I let myself in and walked up the stairs to Mom’s bedroom. The door was open. She was sitting up in bed in a light blue baby doll peignoir, her large breasts barely contained by the nightie. I could just make out her nipples. Her right leg was straight and her left leg bent at the knee exposing her thigh all the way up. “Our” yellow panties lay on the floor beside the bed. They were spread out with the crotch exposed. They looked stained with the combined fluids of both our orgasms.

“Do bursa escort bayan you like my nightie, baby?”

“It’s beautiful, Mom. You look so sexy in it.”

“Thank you. I bought it for you. I was hoping you’d be pleased.”

She began rocking her leg back and forth, opening and closing her thighs.

“Are you going to give your sexy mother a kiss?”

I bent to kiss her. Our lips touched. Her mouth was slightly open. I could feel her tongue just touch my lips. As we broke she said, “You are a fantastic kisser. I could get used to that.”

She touched my thigh and rubbed it lightly. Then she said, “Last night when we were masturbating, just as you came, you said that you wished you could really cum on my cunt.”

“I remember saying that. And yes, it’s true.”

“Good. Because I want the same thing. In fact, last night as I was watching your video, that’s what I was thinking. That I wanted you to cum on my pussy. When I saw your cum spurt on my panties and my picture I cried out, ‘Oh yes, baby, cum on my cunt, Cum on mom’s pussy.’ I imagined you spurting all over my lips. As I climaxed I thought of myself rubbing your cum all over my clit. It was an earth shaking orgasm. I watched it again and came even harder the second time. I think I might even have passed out briefly it was so strong. And then today, I put on my, I mean our, cum filled panties. I can’t begin to tell you what it felt like to have your semen pressed against my swollen lips. That’s when I texted you that I was wearing them. Then I played the video again. I climaxed as you spurted, feeling your cum on my pussy through my panties. That’s when I texted you that I came.”

I picked up the panties and sniffed them, smelling her cum and mine mixed together. I quickly stripped down to my underwear. She grabbed the waistband and pulled them down freeing my rock hard cock.

“Baby, your penis is even more beautiful in person”, she said. “Stroke it for me, just like on your video.”

I wrapped my hand around my cock and started pumping it, all the while breathing deeply of her womanly scent.

“You look sexy sniffing my panties and masturbating.”

The leg that was rocking back and forth stopped rocking and slowly opened completely. I was looking at her bare pussy. The lips beginning to open seductively. This was my first glimpse of her pussy in person. They were plump and swollen and wet. It was even more beautiful than the pictures. I knew I wouldn’t last very long. I saw mom’s fingers go down to her pussy. She stroked her lips lightly up and down.

“stroke your cock with my panties”, she said.

I wrapped the material around my cock and stroked faster. Her fingers slipped inside and she caressed her clit. She moaned as she watched me and masturbated.

“I’m gonna cum soon”, she said breathing hard. Her fingers made faster and faster circles on her clit.

“Mom, if I don’t stop soon, I’m gonna cum in your panties again.”

“No, I want you to cum on my cunt.”

I climbed on the bed between her legs, still holding her panties. She reached down and spread her lips apart. “Cum on my pussy baby, right on my clit.”

Between the scent from her panties and the real woman scent of arousal in front of me, I couldn’t hold escort bursa back. “OH MOM, I’M CUMMING!” I growled loudly as my cock erupted, spurting thick ropes of cum all over my mother’s pussy.

“OH GOD, I CAN FEEL YOUR CUM! I CAN FEEL IT SPURTING ON MY CLIT.” She started rubbing her cunt frantically, even before I finished. The last few spurts landing on the back of her hand. “I’M CUMMING TOO!” She thrust her hips up and her head back as the powerful orgasm overtook her. “OH, OH, OH, I’M CUMMING AGAIN!”, she cried as a second one crashed over the first.

As we came back to earth, I looked at her. She was absolutely radiant, basking in that post-orgasmic glow. Her pussy was drenched in my cum. She continued to spread it lightly over her lips. Finally she said, “I love your cum.”

We cleaned up, re-dressed and went into the kitchen for coffee. We talked and giggled like a couple of puppy love teens. We kissed and held hands and touched each other, but not sexually. Later that day, we masturbated for each other again.

For the next couple months we masturbated for each other often. She frequently gave me her panties to sniff and cum in, particularly if I was going on a business trip.

One time when I was over there, she said she wanted to watch me cum in her panties. She held her panties near the end of my cock as I started pumping.

“That’s it baby, stroke that beautiful cock. Fill my panties with your cum. I want to see you ejaculate in them.”

Here was my mother watching me and urging me to cum in her panties. I couldn’t hold it. My cock started to spurt … gobs of semen filling the crotch.

“That looks so hot”, she said. “I can actually feel the spurts. I love watching you cum in my panties.”

When I finished she carefully stepped into them, pressing the soaked material into her cunt. “Hmmmm, I love the feel of your warm cum.” And then she came.

During all this time that we masturbated together, we never touched each other. I came all over her, her pussy, her nipples, even her face (which I didn’t care for but she wanted to try it). She liked it all but said her pussy was her favorite because that’s where cum belonged. I didn’t try to touch her because she was still my mother and I never presumed I had the right to. And she never reached out to touch me. Until …

One day I was over there (we hadn’t done anything that day yet) and she asked me about vibrators. As we sat side by side, I pulled up a popular toy site and started browsing. We looked at rabbit vibrators and I told her popular they were with the buzzing rabbit ears on the clit and rotating beads that stimulated the lips and vaginal entrance. I could tell she was really getting into this.

“I don’t know about the buzzing on my clit. I think that might be too much. To tell you the truth I prefer my fingers … and a little of your lubrication”, she said and squeezed my thigh.

“Well, how about a plain dildo?”, I suggested and pulled up a page of penis-shaped dongs. That got her interest. We went through several pages of dildos in all shapes and sizes. She was getting visibly turned on. Frankly, so was I. My cock was hard inside my shorts.

I felt her hand slowly creep up my thigh. She looked at me and said, “Masturbating with any of these would be wonderful, but in all honesty, baby, I’d rather have yours.” Her hand moved to my crotch. She squeezed me and said, “I’d rather masturbate with your cock.”

Things had just changed.

To be continued …

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Scene Three

Tracy & Lois

Later that day, Tracy went over to visit her friend Lois, who lived right next door. Lois was a striking contrast to Tracy. Slightly shorter, she was petite, with auburn red hair that she wore in a short page boy cut, and had creamy olive skin that tanned nicely in the summer. Her body wasn’t as voluptuous as Tracy’s, but her curves fit her nicely. Tracy liked the way Lois’s apple sized tits stood up proudly in her bikinis, and had fantasized frequently about making out with her. Now that she was a son fucker, she saw no reason not to indulge her bisexual side, and have some fun with her friend.

They had a couple midday cocktails, not enough to get drunk on, but Tracy was feeling a little buzzed as they sat at Lois’s kitchen table, trading gossip.

“Have you seen what Christie Neilson did to her…”

“I fucked Kyle last night.” Tracy said matter of factly, looking at her friend unabashedly.

Lois’s stared at her wide eyed, her mouth hanging open in shock at this sudden revelation.

“Yo…you did what?” Lois sputtered, unable to believe what her friend had just told her.

“I fucked Kyle. I made him cum three times, twice in my pussy and once in my mouth. I didn’t even try to count how many times I came on his big beautiful cock.”

Lois just stared at her. She couldn’t seem to get her mind to accept this new side of her friend that she was seeing for the first time.

Tracy went on completely unaware of her friend’s distress.

“He’s got a really big cock, Lois. I mean, we’re talking fucking huge here! I didn’t get a good look at till after he’d shot his second load in my pussy. I made him get off of me so I could suck on it, and that’s when I saw how big it really was.”

“Ho…how big was it?” Lois managed to sputter as she stared at Tracy in disbelief.

“Give me you hand,” Tracy said lightly.

She reached across the table and grabbed Lois’s hand, curling it into a loose fist. She closed her own hand into a fist, and put it on top of Lois’s.

“Now do the same thing with your other hand, and put in on top of mine.”

Her friend did as instructed, staring now at their stacked hands.

Tracy put her free hand at the top of the stack, and looked across them at her friend’s flushed, stunned face.

“If we wrapped all four of our hands around his cock, the fucking head would stick all the way out! It’s that fucking big! I couldn’t believe I got the whole thing in my pussy once I got a good look at it.”

She smiled slyly at her shocked friend.

“But I did. I took every inch of his big beautiful cock in my hot little pussy to the balls!”

“Oh my god, Tracy!” Lois sputtered. “Th…that’s…I mean that’s just…”

Lois’s pussy fluttered between her shaking legs, and she felt a flood of pussy juice fill her spasming cunt hole.

“Wonderful? Fantastic? Incredible? Yeah, I think so too.” She beamed at her friend.

Lois’s eyes were bouncing between their stacked fists, and Tracy’s face. She was overwhelmed by what her friend was telling her, but she was extremely excited too.

“Wanna know something else?”

By this point, Lois could only nod dumbly, she was at such a complete loss for words.

“I shaved my pussy this morning too. Wanna see?”

She stood up quickly, and stepped around to the other side of the table, stopping right in front of Lois’s chair.

She pulled up her skirt slowly, stopping when the hem was right below her crotch.

“You wanna see, don’t you, Lois?” she asked teasingly, moving her hips from side to side slowly.

Lois looked up at her, her eyes still wide with shock. She nodded her head rapidly, then let her eyes drop down to Tracy’s crotch again. She was leaning forward in her chair, her breath coming in harsh pants now. She knew where this was going, and her own pussy was creaming heavily as she waited for Tracy to go on with her little show.

Tracy saw the eagerness in her friend’s eyes, and felt her hot breath on her thighs. She raised her skirt quickly, then let it drop back down, giving Lois just a flash of her freshly shaved snatch.

“Oooooohhhh! I wanna see it, Tracy! Don’t tease me!” she whimpered as she leaned even closer, her face only inches from her friend’s pussy now. “And I want all the nasty details too. Who did what, how it felt, everything!”

Tracy pulled her skirt up the rest of the way, revealing the little landing strip bush she’d left over her pussy, then she spread her legs wider, giving her friend a better view of her clean shaven cuntlips.

Lois leaned even closer, her mouth watering as the musky scent of wet pussy filled her nostrils. She wanted to grab Tracy’s ass and plaster her mouth onto her dripping cunt slit, but she couldn’t make herself do it.

“Kiss it, Lois. You know you want to.” Tracy whispered, almost as if she were reading the smaller woman’s mind.

She lifted one leg and slid her foot up onto Lois’s chair, slipping it between her legs, bursa escort wigging her toes against the silky crotch of her panties. She smiled as she felt how wet they were already. Wrapping her fingers in Lois’s short red hair, she pulled her mouth up toward her puffy pussylips as she arched her own hips forward.

“Lick my pussy, sweetie.” she purred. “Stick your tongue up in my hot, juicy pussy and lick it for me. And Lois…” she paused, waiting for Lois to look up at her.

“Y…yes?” Lois panted, drooling now for a taste of her friends fragrant fuck hole.

“Kyle fucked me again a little while ago, and shot two really big loads of cum in my cunt. You don’t mind sloppy seconds, do you?”

Lois groaned deep in her throat and plastered her mouth to Tracy’s sloppy wet cunt slit. Her tongue darted out, slipping between the puffy lips of her cunt, then sliding up into her cum soaked cunt hole. She sucked hungrily at her friend’s pussy for a moment, then pushed her away and leapt to her feet.

She grabbed Tracy’s hand and dragged her down the short hallway to her bedroom. Pushing her friend onto her rumpled, unmade bed, she scampered up between her legs, pushing them up and spreading them wide apart.

Tracy moaned happily as her friend dove onto her gaping cunt gash, her tongue licking and slurping eagerly between her fleshy pussy folds. She was pleased and amazed at how easy it had been to get Lois to eat her pussy. She wondered what else she might be able to get her horny neighbor to do.

“Hold your legs up, Tracy! Hold them open for me!” Lois whined pitifully as she rubbed her face all over Tracy’s clean shaved cuntlips.

She slid her hands down her full, firm thighs, peeling the lips of her pussy apart with her thumbs, and pressed her lips tightly against the wide open cunt hole. She sucked hungrily, feeling the combined juices of her lover and her son pour into her mouth. Her tongue lapped up all the spicy nectar, then darted inside for more.

“Mmmmmmm, that’s a good girl, Lois.” Tracy purred as she looked down between her legs, watching her friend munch madly on her sopping wet cunt hole.

Lois’s pulled her face away from Tracy’s sloppy wet pussy slit, gasping for air. Her face was flushed, and she pulled her loose blouse off over her head, letting her braless tits bounce free. She pushed her shorts and panties down over her hips, working her legs to kick them off as she stretched out between her legs.

“Tell me how it started, Tracy.” she panted into her pussy mound. “Who made the first move? Oh my god! I can’t believe we’re doing this! That you did it with your own son!”

“I did, we are, and it was an accident.” Tracy giggled. “And if you want to hear more, you need to…”

Lois dove back into Tracy’s juicy pussy, licking and sucking eagerly. She was surprised at how much she liked the taste of Tracy’s pussy. She usually didn’t even like the taste of her own juices.

“W…we were…Oh shit, that’s good sweetie! Keep licking me like that.”

She gasped as Lois sucked one puffy pussylip into her mouth, then moved over and did the same to the other one.

“We were lying in my bed talking before he went to bed last night, and I climbed up on top of him and laid on his back. We do that, you know, it feels so good feeling his body under me, and I feel so close to him when we do that.”

She stopped her narrative when Lois slipped her tongue into her pussy hole and ran it around the tight ring of muscle at the opening.

“Holy shit, Lois!” she grunted, a sharp spasm running up and down her whole body. “That was incredible, sweetie! Do that again!”

She dropped her hand down and tangled her fingers in Lois’s short red hair, humping her pussy up at her face at the same time.

“Fuck me with your tongue, sweetie. Get it up in my cunt now, there’s still lots of jizz in there I bet. See if you can lick it all out!”

Lois stabbed her tongue deep into her cunt hole, wriggling the nimble labia around, licking and slurping up the spicy girl cum that poured from the spasming hole. Her lips were pressed tightly to Tracy’s pussylips as she darted her tongue in as deep as it would go. She sucked hungrily, but all she could taste was hot, spicy girl cum.

“I can’t reach the rest of his cum with my tongue, Tracy!” she whined as she pulled her face away from her cunt, her features set in a childish pout. “Roll over, and sit on my face! Maybe it’ll run out, then I’ll be able to suck it out!”

She slid up on the bed and laid out on her back. Tracy moved over and threw one leg over her, then planted both knees on the mattress on either side of her head. Rocking her ass back and forth, Tracy ground her dripping cunt slit all over her friends upturned face. When she felt the warm, coarse flesh of Lois’s tongue parting her pussylips again, she leaned down and held onto the headboard to support herself. Then she continued with her story.

“Mmmmmmm, it felt so good laying on top of Kyle like that. And he smelled so good too! He’s got bursa escort bayan this musky animal scent about him that just drives me crazy. Anyway, we were just laying there, talking, and my pussy just kept getting hotter and wetter the longer I laid on him.”

She paused, bringing one hand down to cup her breast, her fingers running in slow circles around the areole.

“Put your hands on my ass, sweetie. I love having my ass played with. You can move me that way too!”

Lois brought her hands up, cupping the fleshy globes of her friend’s asscheeks. She molded and squeezed them with her fingers, then pulled her down tighter against her mouth.

“That’s it. You catch on fast, don’t you? But where was I? Oh yeah. I finally couldn’t help myself, and I started rubbing my pussy against his ass. It felt so good, and before I knew it, I was really going at it. And Kyle noticed what I was doing.”

She paused again, looking down between her legs at her friend licking and slurping eagerly at her pussy. She grinned, squirming around on her face, coating her flushed flesh with a sheen of sticky girl cum.

“Oh god, Lois! I was soooooo embarrassed having my own son catch me jilling off on his ass. But he was cool about it. Now I know that he was as turned on as I was, but right then, I just felt horrible.”

Lois pushed her pussy up off her face for a moment, and looked up at her quizzically.

“You were whating off on his ass?” she asked, then went back to licking and sucking her pussy. This time, she dragged her tongue slowly up the length of her pussy slit, and slapped at her clit with her tongue.

Tracy jerked as if she’d been hit by a bolt of lightning. She humped her pussy harder onto Lois’s mouth, signaling her that she’d hit a good spot.

Lois pulled her pussy tighter onto her mouth again, sucking Tracy’s clit between her lips. She chewed on it softly, letting her tongue lap against the sensitive underside. Tracy shuddered, then giggled down at her friend.

“I was jilling off. Guys jack off, and girls jill off. You know, like the nursery rhyme.”

She wiggled her hips, groaning as Lois sucked harder on her clit bud. She was sure she would cum before she finished her story, but she wanted to get the beginning out of the way before she let herself cum.

“Where was I?” she asked, then resumed her story. “Oh yeah, he was being all cool about it, telling me how I said it was natural, and that we shared so much with each other, that it was ok if I jilled off on him. Then he suggest we try something else. He rolled over under me, and had me lay out on him that way. Once we got situated, he pulled my pussy down against his cock, and started stroking it on my pussy.”

She closed her eyes and smiled as the memory of that moment replayed itself in her mind. She knew she’d never be able to share how incredible it had been for her, all she could do was tell the story.

“We were both getting pretty hot by that point, his cock was hard as a rock, and my pussy was dripping like crazy. So I just said, the hell with it. He wants it, I want it, Let’s do it.”

Lois was sucking her clit harder now, and moved one hand between her legs, sliding two fingers into her pussy hole. Tracy moaned, pressing her ass down on the stiffened digits, then rocking up and down on them, fucking herself slowly.

“I started humping and grinding on his cock, really grooving on the way it felt slipping and sliding between my pussy lips. the next thing I know, I’m telling him to take of his shorts, that I want to feel him skin on skin. I figured if he was gonna be naked, I might as well be too, so I whipped off that old granny nightgown I wear sometimes, and went to town.”

Lois slipped another finger into her cunt slit, moving them in time with Tracy’s lazily humping ass. She’d figured out that Tracy was just teasing herself as she told her story, but she didn’t mind. She was enjoying eating her friends pussy, and her story was making her hotter than anything she’d ever heard.

“I was holding his cock in my hand, grinding it into my pussy slit, rubbing it all over my clit, and going out of my fucking mind from all of it. I finally couldn’t take it anymore and just let myself cum. I let his cock slip inside me and took it in to the root. But I didn’t fuck him, I just held it buried to the balls in my pussy, and just went apeshit on it for I don’t know how long.”

She started moving her hips faster, pumping her pussy up and down on Lois’s fingers, rocking her hips so her clit pressed deeper into her busily sucking mouth.

“Make me cum, Lois.” she panted. “I wanna cum while I remember how his big cock felt filling my tight little pussy.”

Lois pulled out all the stops, licking her clit in a frenzy now, her fingers pumping in and out of her clasping cunt hole in a blur. Reaching up, she pinched one of Tracy’s nipples between her fingers, guessing that if she liked her nipples treated rough when she was cumming, then Tracy probably did too.

Tracy gasped as Lois escort bursa pinched her nipple, and surrendered to the flood of sensations surging through her. Her pussylips throbbed and twitched against Lois’s mouth, and a trickle of girl cum drooled from her spasming cunt hole.

Lois moved her mouth down, locking her lips around the juice dripping hole, sucking at it hungrily. She moved her free hand around, slipping it between the lips of her own pussy, and stroked her clit with her fingers.

Tracy fell over on the bed, and when Lois moved to continue eating her out, she waved her off.

“Come up here and hold me, sweetie.” she panted, spreading her legs apart. “Put your fingers back in my pussy, and rub my clit, but easy, just hold me and bring me down slow.”

Lois slid over and wiggled one arm under Tracy’s body, and moved the other back between her legs. She eased two fingers into her clasping cunt channel, and stroked her thumb lightly over her clit.

“D…did I do it right for you, Tracy?” she asked, licking pussy juice from her lips. “Was it good for you? I really got off on eating you out, but I want to know if I did it right.”

Tracy hugged her friend to her tightly, kissing her softly.

“You were wonderful, Lois.” she purred. “Was that the first time you ever licked a pussy?”

Lois nodded.

“Then you’re a natural, sweetie.” she whispered as she kissed her neck, her tongue sweeping across the soft skin. “I just hope I can make you feel as good as I do right now.”

Lois’s eyes went wide again. She’d never considered the possibility that Tracy would want to eat her pussy too.

Tracy put her hand between her legs and cupped her fingers over the lightly furred lips of her pussy. She let her middle finger dip inside, teasing her friend as she slipped it in and out.

“Mmmmmmm, your pussy is just dripping, isn’t it?” she giggled. “But can you give me a couple minutes to catch my breath? I wanna be able to do you just as good as you did me.”

Lois hid her face in Tracy’s shoulder, and laughed softly.

“That’s fine, Tracy,” she whispered. “But can we do something else first?”

“Sure sweetie, what did you have in mind?”

Lois looked up at her shyly, her lower lip quivering as if she was about to cry.

“Wi…will you shave my pussy for me?”

Tracy laughed as she pulled her friend up and hugged her tight against her.

“I’d love to shave your pretty little pussy for you sweetie,” she giggled. “Why don’t you go get your shaving stuff, and a scissors. A trimmer would even better if you have one.”

Then she thought better of it, and untangled herself from Lois’s arms. She slid off the bed, holding her hand out to Lois.

“Let’s do this right. So come on, into the shower with you!”

They went into the bathroom, and Tracy turned on the shower, holding her hand under the spray.

“I don’t know about you, but I use lotion when I shave. I don’t like the foamy stuff. I can’t see what I’m doing.”

She adjusted the taps, smiling when the water got warmer.

“I used the trimmer Tim used to use on his beard,” she said, watching Lois’s ass as she squatted down in front of the vanity. “Wally never had a beard did he? It doesn’t matter, scissors will do fine.”

“That asshole left everything when he took off, but I have a hair clipper I used to cut Phil and his hair with.” She reached into the vanity and rummaged around, then held up a huge electric hair clipper. “Here it is. Will this work?”

Tracy stepped over and took the clippers from her, plugging it in and turning it on. The big device buzzed and vibrated in her hand. She shut it off and looked at Lois again.

“We can use this to do most of it if I’m careful. You have any of the attachments?”

“No,” Lois said, standing up. “they’re not under here. I used to give them both buzz cuts, so I never needed them.”

“Okay, I’m gonna need a comb, and scissors, and a razor of course.” she looked at her friend’s furry pussy mound. “I guess you want the lips shaved clean like mine?”

Lois just nodded.

“How about the bush? Got any thoughts on a design? We’re gonna have to keep it simple, unless you wanna go over to my house and use my trimmer. It’s adjustable, and we could do you up anything you want with that.”

Lois put her head down, blushing furiously. Her fingers were stroking her through her pussy hairs, pulling them out, then brushing them flat again.

Tracy moved closer, lifting her chin with her fingers, making Lois meet her eyes.

“What the matter, sweetie? Having a change of heart? It’s ok. I mean, it’s your pu…”

“No! That’s not it! I…I just…” she paused, took a deep breath, and looked Tracy right in the eyes. “I want it bare! Take it all off! I want to look like on…” She stopped, smiling shyly. ” I just think it’ll make me look younger is all.”

“Younger?” Tracy laughed. “You already look like you’re in your twenties! How much youn…Oh my god! You’re right!” she said, stepping back and looking her friend up and down. “The way you’re built, with those cute little titties, and a bare beaver, you could pass for a teenager!”

“That’s what I was thinking,” Lois said, a sly smile creasing her lips.

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Jack has been very busy with house guests for the last couple of days. He is visiting the home where he grew up, helping put on a 90th birthday celebration for his grandmother. Jack is a chef by trade and lives in the big city up north. This trip home is providing Jack a chance to show off his culinary skills to the family for the first time. His parents place has been a bit of a madhouse the last couple of days, teaming with aunts, uncles and cousins as they arrive from all over to attend the party. It is quickly becoming more like a family reunion rather than just a birthday party, and Jack is right in the center of it, loving the closeness of his family.

A few of the guests are staying at Jack’s parent’s house for the days surrounding the party. Among those are Jack’s cousin Lauren and her husband Mike. Jack and Lauren were close when they were little, and Jack is hoping to get some time to catch up and reminisce with her. Jack isn’t so happy about Lauren’s muscle head of a husband being there. Because Jack never married and cooks for a living Mike tells everyone he thinks Jack is gay, and Mike never hides the fact that he doesn’t care for gays. Mike is a first class ass-hat, and quite frankly, Mike scares the crap out of Jack.

One fondest memories Jack has of Lauren is when they were young and they used to play a game at family functions they called tickle tag. The object of the game was to sneak up on one another and poke or tickle each other in the ribs and say “tickle tag, you’re it”. This game went on right under the noses of their family at nearly every family function. The rules were you had to be sneaky and there was no chasing or yelling. These simple rules kept the adults from stopping their game because it got too rambunctious. They even got away with playing it once at a funeral, when they should have been on their best behavior.

When Jack was twelve, Lauren moved away when Jack’s uncle took a better job in another state. Jack and Lauren rarely saw each other after that. Now in their thirties, Jack and Lauren are together again at a family function. It feels kind of like old times. Various relatives are in little groups talking and laughing. But instead of wandering between the groups of aunts and uncles playing tag, Jack is enjoying catering to his family with trays of appetizers and drinks. He even serves Lauren’s jerk of a husband as if he deserved to be part of the family.

At the height of his busiest time Jack is heading back to the kitchen with an empty tray he suddenly feels a sharp poke into his ribs and hears Lauren giggle, “Tickle tag, you’re it”. He smiles and swings around thinking she is finally there to reminisce, but she has already turned and is walking back to join her husband and the conversation he is having with Jack’s uncles. There is no way Jack is going to go poke her back now. Not while she is near her husband. If Mike saw Jack so much as touch Lauren, Jack would likely get a beating for it.

Throughout that day over and over again Lauren finds a way to tag Jack with a little tickle. Lauren is having such fun, but is very careful not to let her husband see what she is doing and get Jack into trouble with him. It is especially amusing to her that Jack has not been able to get her back even once. The more she gets away with it, the more she enjoys poking at her cousin. Late that evening she sees a chance to get Jack really good. She sneaks up behind him and grabs him in the ribs with both hands. Jack nearly jumps out of his skin and the dish he is holding goes flying to the floor, shattering into hundreds of pieces.

Jack’s mother rushes in to see what broke and blows up when she sees that it is one of her mother’s antique china plates. Seeing the tearful look pendik escort on Lauren’s face, Jack takes full responsibility for the broken dish. With that, Lauren realizes her little game is definitely over. After the plate incident Lauren is generally quiet and sullen for the rest of the evening and she avoids Jack. Jack keeps looking for her hoping for an apology, but one never comes. The day ends with both of them going to bed without even saying a word to each other.

The next morning Lauren is up and rummaging through the kitchen for a cup and some coffee. The entire family got up early to go to church, but Lauren chose to sleep in. Being alone in a quiet house for the first time in days is a pleasant change for Lauren. She is still in her night shirt and she has only done the bare minimum to take care of her bed head hair. She didn’t feel the need to dress and primp in an empty house before coming downstairs to find some coffee. There will be plenty of time to get pretty after she gets her morning jolt of caffeine.

She discovers that the coffee pot was emptied long before she awoke, but in the cupboard with the cups she finds a jar of instant coffee that will do. Lauren gets up on her toes reaching into the cupboard for a cup when suddenly someone grabs her from behind, and she nearly jumps out of her skin. Fear rushes through her body until she realizes it is Jack grabbing her. Lauren didn’t know that Jack had stayed behind to get ready for the party. Now he has her by the ribs and is getting her back for every one of those pokes the day before, especially for the one that made him break the dish.

Lauren is super ticklish and she instantly starts to laugh uncontrollably. Jack has her pinned against the counter and she is struggling to get free. Eventually she wriggles herself free and backs away from Jack ass first still laughing and trying to control Jack’s hands with hers. She sees a look on Jack’s face that tells her he isn’t finished getting her back so she turns and runs, still squealing and laughing from the fun of game they are playing.

Jack takes chase and before she get out of the kitchen he catches her, wrapping his arms around her holding her tight while he starts tickling her again. Lauren is laughing and squealing and desperately wants to get away. She is ticklish everywhere and there is no way to cover up enough to keep from being tickled. She struggles hard and manages to break free again, but Jack just runs with her ticking her everywhere she tries to go. The tickling is becoming super intense for Lauren, and as usual being tickled is starting to make her horny.

As Jack’s tickling fingers fly around her body Lauren hopes to god he doesn’t discover that she didn’t bother putting on underwear before coming down for coffee. She knows that her pussy is by far her most ticklish place. Jack’s tickling is making her super wet and she fears she will have an orgasm if he tickles her pussy. Lauren holds down the front of her nightshirt in hopes he won’t discover her secret, and that leaves her only a single hand free to cover up with.

Finally the intensity of being tickled causes Lauren’s legs to buckle and she falls to the floor. Jack follows right behind and lands on top of her. Now Lauren is pinned, and is under Jack’s complete control. Jack is now able to tickle her more than ever, and being held down makes it even more intense for Lauren. It doesn’t take long for Jack to discover just how sensitive and ticklish Lauren’s breasts are. Jack takes both of Lauren’s breasts in his hands and squeezes them, then starts running his tickling fingers all over them. Having her breasts tickled sends strong vibrations to Lauren’s pussy and she tries in vain to push his hands away. Then he moves escort pendik off of her breasts and tickles his way down her stomach to her mound, stopping just short of Lauren’s sensitive pussy. Then he tickles his way back up her sides to her breasts again, tickling them as wildly as before. Lauren squirms wildly as he repeats this over and over the tickling becomes more and more sexual.

Lauren’s previous laughter has been reduced to simple intermittent squeaks and squeals, as her arms and legs flail weakly against Jack. Lauren becomes aware of just how hard and painful her nipples are, and she is sure Jack can see them poking out through her nightshirt. Soon every place that gets touched on Lauren’s body is sending strong vibrations into her pussy, and now when Jack tickles her breasts she comes dangerously close to having an orgasm. Lauren is embarrassed by how wet and horny she has become, and prays that Jack doesn’t figure it out.

Then Lauren feels something pressing against her crotch and she prays that it isn’t what she thinks it is. She freezes hoping that nothing is going to happen, but her fears are realized when she feels her pussy stretching open as it envelops Jacks entire cock in a single thrust. Then she feels his cock slide out only to slide push its way back in, this time as deep and hard as Jack can. Lauren gasps.

As Jack starts slowly, forcefully fucking Lauren he continues to tickle her, but to Lauren it doesn’t feel like she is being tickled anymore. Now she just feels the wonderful feeling of being taken and fucked. And this fucking is so much more intense than any she has ever felt. All that tickling already had her at the edge. Now it feels as if Jack’s is fucking her entire being as the feeling Jack’s thick cock thrusting into her pussy radiates through her entire body. Within just a few strokes from Jack, Lauren is overcome by a huge wave of pleasure then every muscle strains toward her pussy as she starts to have an incredibly intense orgasm.

Jack is still tickling her but the only thing she can really feel is the sensation of Jack’s cock sliding on her clit, which intensifies and prolongs her already epic orgasm. Finally her orgasm subsides and she gasps for air just in time for another orgasm to start, then another, and another. Jack just keeps on fucking and tickling Lauren, and that stimulation won’t let her stop coming. She is going sequential, and is having an orgasm few seconds.

The most Lauren has ever come before is twice, but now she has had eight, ten, twelve, maybe more. There are so numerous and so intense she no way of knowing how many she is having. Each one of them starting with a deep breath and ending with Lauren’s body vibrating with a long rush of pleasure as her soaking wet cunt comes all over Jack’s thick cock.

Finally the orgasms stop and Lauren’s body goes completely limp. She is completely spent, panting and can’t move a muscle. She is so spent she cannot even speak. Lauren feels Jack roll off to her side and she is finally free, but she can’t move to get up let alone get away. Her entire body trembles and she feels as if she is floating in a warm pool of tiny tingly bubbles. Lauren’s mind is completely at peace. Every few moments she feels an aftershock of orgasm pulsing through a random body part making it twitch. Her post orgasm ecstasy is nearly as intense as the orgasms themselves. Lauren has never felt anything anywhere near this wonderful in her entire life, and she loves it.

When the ecstasy finally subsides and she comes back to reality she realizes Jack is still lying next to her, and is watching her. She still doesn’t move a muscle. She just stares at the ceiling. Her pussy is oddly numb from all the orgasms and in a way it still feels pendik escort bayan as if it were full of Jack’s cock. Still staring directly at the ceiling, she quietly asks.

“Jack… Did you come?”

Jack does not immediately respond causing Lauren to become anxious.

“No.” He finally answers.

Again there is a long silence. Lauren feels relieved that he didn’t come inside her as her cycle is at a perfect time to make a baby. Then she wonders why Jack hadn’t come. She wonders if there something wrong with her. She wonders if Jack might be gay like her husband says. Then she just hopes to god he isn’t lying.

As they lay there together on the floor she never once looks at Jack. Lauren doesn’t quite know how to feel about what just happened. In reality she loved every second of it and she can’t get over how hard or how many time she just came, but technically Jack had just raped her. Lauren continues to stare at the ceiling trying to come to grips with what has happened. Finally she speaks to Jack again…

“You god damned fucking bastard. What the fuck were you thinking? You’ve fucking ruined everything. You know I am married. I was perfectly happy with my life and my husband, but now you have fucking ruined everything. I can never have sex with Mike again. Not now. Not knowing he will never, ever be able to make me come like you just did. You’ve just ruined sex for me. I fucking hope you are proud of yourself.”

Jack is completely taken aback by her reaction and doesn’t even resist when she rolls over, pins him to the floor and starts tickling him. Jack squirms and instinctively tries to cover up with his arms.

“Put your fucking hands over your head” Lauren orders. “Put them up there and don’t take them down or I’ll tell Mike that you raped me.”

“Okay, okay, I’m doing it.” Jack cries through Lauren’s tickles. “Don’t tell, don’t tell.” He begs as he reaches his hands over his head.

Then Lauren starts to tickle Jack unmercifully just like he had done to her, and there is nothing he can do to stop her. As she tickles him she makes her way down near his cock but she is careful not to touch it. She just keeps ticking up and down his body getting ever closer to his cock while Jack squirms and bucks on the floor. Finally Jack’s cock is rock hard and the head is swollen and is discolored.

Seeing this Lauren tickles her way down ever so close to Jack’s cock and starts lightly tickling his balls. He is going crazy and his cock is dancing in the air searching for contact of any kind from Lauren. Finally Lauren grabs hold of his cock and sucks it deep into her mouth as she continues to tickle his balls.

Jack’s body immediately stiffens as he starts to orgasm. Jack is so aroused; that Lauren’s sucking has Jack coming so hard it almost hurts. His body writhes and bucks as he comes. Jack’s orgasm intensifies even more as he feels a heavy flow of cum streaming through his cock and gushing into Lauren’s mouth. It feels as if Lauren is literally sucking all the cum in his body out through the head of his cock.

When his orgasm is done he expects Lauren to stop, but she doesn’t. She keeps on sucking him just as fast and hard as she was before. Jack’s cock starts to become sensitive, then it tickles, and then it really hurts. Jack can hardly take it and he begs her to stop. Lauren does stop, but only long enough to remind him to keep his hands over his head, and then goes right back to sucking him.

Then Jack’s cock stops hurting. It starts to tickle a little bit again. Then it starts to tingle. Then with little warning, Jack comes surprisingly hard into Laurens mouth for a second time. Lauren finally stops when she knows his second orgasm is done. Now Jack is completely spent and he is the one who cannot move or speak. With that Lauren free and she simply gets up and walks away. But just before she leaves the room she turns back to Jack and smiles…

“Tickle tag, you’re it!”

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I was sitting on the couch watching TV when my twin sister, Britney, came bouncing into the living room. Britney was absolutely gorgeous. She was pretty short at 5’2. She had long brown hair with blonde highlights in it. Her skin was nice and tan (partly from the sun, partly from the tanning bed).

We were both 18 years old and finishing up our senior year in high school. Britney played volleyball for the varsity team, and had the body to match. She had thick thighs and a big juicy ass. But all the training and working out kept her tummy nice and toned. She also had a huge pair of amazing DD tits that she had to keep in a specially made sports bra when she was playing sports or working out.

Britney got right in front of the couch blocking my view of the TV. She had on a black pair of super tight leggings that showed off every bit of her curves. The leggings were very thin and sheer, and I could see a pink triangle of light shining through the crotch area, which was obviously one of her sexy little pink thongs.

On top, she had on a tight neon green tank top that showed an incredible amount of cleavage. The top of her lacy neon-pink bra cups were peeking out from the top of the tank-top. Her huge boobs looked like they were bursting to break free from their restraints. She looked so fucking sexy. I felt my cock get hard in my jeans. Good thing I had a pillow over my lap so she wouldn’t notice.

She stood their staring at me with her hands on her hips.

“Are you evening listening to me bro?”

“huh?” I responded. I was too busy focusing on her incredible body to hear what she had just said.

“I said I’m about to head out. Do you need anything before I go.”

It was Spring Break. My parents were out of town all week visiting my grandparents. My sister was going on Spring break to Daytona Beach with some of her highschool friends. She and her super hot friends were gonna spend the whole week laying out in the sun in their skimpy little bikinis, getting drunk, and partying in the clubs.

Even though they were only 18, my sister and her friends never got carded. What idiot bouncer would turn away a sexy girl like my sister with huge tits like that? They’d spend every night that week in their little micro dresses that barely covered their asses, grinding their butts against the hard cocks of a bunch of drunk and horny frat boys.

Daytona Beach didn’t sound like it would be quite as fun for me. Being a guy, I got carded everywhere, and I didn’t have a fake ID. So I convinced my parents to let me stay home alone, where I could hang out with my friends and just chill out for a week. Id have the house to myself.

“Nah, I think I’m good.” I said. “Have fun!”

“Thanks” she said. “I’d say the same to you, but I don’t how you could possibly have fun laying around the house all day.”

I have a couple of ideas on how to pass the time, I thought to myself.

Then, a car horn honked from outside. Her hot friend, Allison, who was driving them all down to Florida, was here to pick up my sister. Britney giggled with excitement, spun around, and headed to the door where her suitcases were. Her ass looked unbelievable in the leggings.

When she bent down to pick up her bags, her tank top ran up her back a little bit. The whale tail of my sister’s sexy pink thong had come out the back of the leggings and was fully exposed. I could see the tiny little strings of the thong gripping her sexy tanned hips on both sides. My cock was throbbing painfully in my jeans. Moments later, Britney grabbed her bags, ran outside, and closed the door. Then,

Silence.

I was home alone. I knew exactly what I wanted to do first. I ran to the bathroom that my sister illegal bahis and I share and went straight for the little closet where we keep the laundry hamper

I opened the door, got down on my knees and started sifting through the dirty laundry. It didn’t take me long to find exactly what I was looking for.

I pulled out one of my sister’s dirty, crumpled little thongs. The sides were made out of a very thin light blue lace, probably about an inch thick. The main part that covered her ass and pussy was white. Well, at least it used to be. It was hard to imagine something so small being wedged up my beautiful sister’s thick juicy ass all day. I brought the panties closer to my face for a better inspection.

I could already smell the pungent scent before even bringing it to my nose. . It smelled like a beautiful mixture of sweat, pee, and her delicious pussy. The panties were still damp in my hands. This must have been the pair she wore all day during her volleyball practice. She didn’t get home from practice till late last night, and I didn’t hear her take a shower until this morning (I pay attention to this kinda thing because I know there will almost always be a fresh pair of panties to sniff after her shower).

That means, she probably wore this dirty, sweaty little thong while she slept all night as well. Just thinking about the dirty, stained little panties wedged in between her sexy ass cheeks all night made me want to explode. I hadn’t even realized that I had been aggressively rubbing my steel hard cock over my jeans. Still crouching over the dirty laundry basket in a catchers position, I unzipped my pants and pulled out my hard dick, which was already oozing with precum.

I began to jerk it with my left hand, as I help her soiled panties in my right hand. I turned the thong inside out and looked inside. The gusset had a dark yellow stain in it, where my sister must have peed herself a little bit. During those long volleyball practices, there often isn’t time to go to the bathroom, so it isn’t uncommon for the girls to let loose a little of their hot pee into their little thongs underneath their tight spandex volleyball shorts.

On top of the yellow pee stain, there was a white crusty looking stain. That must have been the discharge that leaked out of my sister’s pussy as she slept. Or maybe she had masturbated in her panties at some point last night? I could only guess. I then looked back at the tiny little thong string that would have been resting against her sweaty asshole all day. It was stained a faint brown color.

While continually stroking my hard dick, I brought the soiled, damp panties to my nose and inhaled. God, the smell was unbelievable. I could smell all the sweat, and pee, and pussy juice that had poured into the flimsy little panties that she wore for almost an entire day without changing. I could smell her dirty, unwashed asshole.

I just thought about how sexy she must have looked last night when she got home, sliding off her tight black volleyball shorts in front of the mirror, till she was only standing in these little blue and white panties. How sexy the thong must have looked stretched around her thick, tan hips. How the panties were so small, that she must have had a camel toe in the front. How with every movement she made, she could feel the back of the thong string pressing up against her dirty, smelly, unwashed asshole.

What did she do when she saw herself in the mirror? I mean, she was absolutely, stunningly beautiful. Did she get turned on just by looking at herself? I certainly would. How could she not?

When she let her massive, DD tits out of her sexy little bras, and let her breasts hang down in front of her, did she feel illegal bahis siteleri compelled to give them a little squeeze? To play with her hard erect nipples? How could she resist constantly sliding her hand down her tan tummy and into the waistband of her tiny, dirty little thong? How could she resist sliding her finger into the wet folds of her tiny little pussy? Or rubbing her finger around on her little clit?

God, I would do anything to be my sister for a day. To have my brain, but be inside her body. I wouldn’t stop touching myself for a second. I would love nothing more than to just feel every inch of my sexy, juicy, gorgeous teenage body. Would I ever stop masturbating? Feeling my tits? Sniffing my own panties? Probably not.

Just the thought of being my sister for a day was getting me more and more turned on. I was jerking my cock aggressively while shoving her dirty little thong into my nose. How was she not constantly aroused? She always wore the sluttiest little outfits that got a lot of attention from men of all ages. She had to know that guys were looking, right?

Did she get turned on knowing her teachers were constantly trying to sneak a peak at her panties up her skirt while she was in class? Did she love the feeling of a hard frat boys cock pressing up against her tight-dress, thong-clad ass when she was dancing in the clubs, covered in sweat?

Did she have any idea that her brother would listen outside her bathroom door while she was taking a piss, hoping that she wouldn’t wipe properly so that some of her pee would end up in her panties that he would be sniffing and jerking off too later? I wanted to be my sister so damn bad! Even if it was just for a day.

The dirty panties, the smell, my imagination. It all became too much for me to handle. I was gonna cum. I could feel a massive orgasm approaching. I was still crouching over the laundry basket like a catcher behind home plate. I took one final whiff of the soiled, stained little thong, and then I Started to cum.

It was the biggest, most intense orgasm of my life. Thoughts of being in my sister’s body were swirling around in my head. The force of the orgasm was so strong, that it made me lose my balance, and fall backwards hard, slamming the back of my head against the hard bathroom tile. Then, everything went black.

I woke up the next day with a head-splitting headache. I kept my eyes closed, because my head was hurting too much to even open them. I felt soft sheets underneath my body and warm blanket on top. Without being fully conscious, I might have taken myself to bed. That was good. Even though no one was home, I’m glad I didn’t spend the night on my bathroom floor with my sisters dirty thong on my nose, my dick out, and my body covered in my cold sticky cum.

But something wasn’t right. I couldn’t put my finger on it. And then I realized, it was the smell. This did not smell like my room. It smelled totally different. It smelled, well…girly. I could smell female perfume, and female shampoo. Not overpowering. Just that smell that seems to exist in all girls’ rooms. A smell that is something that definitely does not belong to a boy’s room. Where the hell was I?

I opened my eyes and looked up. I was staring at a white ceiling. This was odd, because the ceiling in my room is light blue. I definitely wasn’t in my room. So where was I? All of a sudden, I heard a ruffling of sheets next to me that that startled me and made my hear start racing. Someone was in this bed with me! But who!

Nervously, I turned my head to the right, and looked over to see who was next to me. Lying next to me, with her back towards me, was a girl sleeping on her side. What the fuck?! Who the hell was canlı bahis siteleri she? Where the hell am I? The girl had long blonde hair. She was wearing a tight blue shirt that only came up about halfway up her back. She had pushed the blanket down to about her thighs, so her ass was fully exposed to me.

She must have been hot under the blanket, cause there were beads of sweat all along the girls lower back and ass. And what an ass it was! Two perfectly round but cheeks were laying just inches from me. The mystery girl was wearing a tiny black thong that completely disappeared into the crack of her ass. I looked up above the triangle of the little black thong, and saw a tattoo on the girl’s lower back. The tattoo was of a little blue dolphin.

Wait a second. I know this tattoo. My sister’s super hot friend, Allison, has the same tattoo. I know it because every time she bent over in front of me, I would stare at her ass and try to see if her thong was sticking out over her pants. I’ve stared at that little blue dolphin hundreds of time.

Once I recognized the tattoo, I started to relax and my heart beat started to slow down. I knew what was going on! I was dreaming! That hit on the head must have really knocked me out. And since the last thing I was doing before going unconscious was sniffing my twin sisters dirty, soiled thong, it was natural that my dreams would be perverted in nature.

Well, since I was dreaming, I might as well have some fun. I reached out to touch one of the beautiful tanned ass cheeks in front of me. It felt so warm and soft to my touch. And it felt so real! Still not fully awake, Allison reached her hand behind her and lightly swatted my hand away. Hey! This was my dream! I could touch anything I wanted. I brought my finger to the top of the triangle of Allison’s sexy black thong. And started tracing downward.

I had just slid my index finger into the top of Allison’s ass crack, when Allison quickly turned around, looked me in the eye, and yelled

“Britney! Stop fucking around! I’m trying to sleep!” With that, she turned back around.

I was frozen. What the fuck?! Did she just call me Britney? My heart started racing again and I started to panic. But this is a dream, isn’t it? I pinched myself, hoping to wake up. Nothing happened. I pinched myself again, a lot harder this time, to the point I was almost drawing blood. My nails felt so sharp in my skin.

But wait a minute; my nails aren’t long to hurt like that. I sat up in bed and looked at my hands. Except, they werent my hands. They were small, and tanned, and soft. They felt like hands that had been moisturized every day with good smelling lotions. I never moisturized my hands! And my nails weren’t my nails. Instead, my nails were long, and well manicured. They were painted pink! The blanket was still pulled up to my chin at this point. And I knew what I had to do next

Looking down, I slowly started to pull the blanket down. The first thing that came into my view was an amazing shot of cleavage. I was staring down into two huge, tan, round breasts shoved into a pink, lacy bra. My mind was racing. My heart was being a thousand beats a second. I kept pulling the blanket down.

The next thing I saw was a toned, tan, girly tummy. But I wasn’t done yet. I finally pulled the blanket down past my hips. All of a sudden, I was staring down at a tiny, lacy, pink thong that was hugging my girlish hips. Instead of seeing the cock that I usually see when I look down in that area, I just saw a smooth, panty covered mound.

And I recognized those panties. I had seen those panties hundreds of times. Not just seen them. I had held those panties, smelled them, rubbed them around my cock, jerked off into them, even tried them on a couple of times. Those were my sister Britney’s panties! And this was her body. The hit on my head had done more than just make me go unconscious! I had switched bodies with my sister!

To be continued…

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Sweet Sister Ch. 20 – Happy Holidays

A coach was waiting at the airport to take us to the villa complex. It was the first time us girls had gone on one of these holidays and were very excited by the prospect. The complex hosted Hedonist Holidays where open minded families and couples could enjoy .. er .. similar activites.

The staff too were trained to cater for the guests’ every whim and fancy and ‘special’ facilities were available for even the most outlandish requests.

When we entered the complex it could have been any normal resort. The male staff wore tropical style white uniform and the female staff short skirts and white blouses. A short stocky gentleman with plenty of gold braid on his shoulder greeted us and got Daddy and Uncle Jim to register.

[Ooops I didn’t explain – it’s me, Sam, taken over the writing again. May or even April will be back when I get pissed off with it again.]

Our bags were taken to our villa by a team of bell boys and we all trooped after them to see our new home for the next two weeks.

It was very impressive with stone floors and lots of dark wood everywhere. The bathrooms were large with open wet rooms, spa baths and enormous stone washbasins. Us girls shared a room at our own request, Alan was on his own (for now!) and so was Daddy. Uncle Jim and Aunt Polly shared, naturally, and Aunty June had another.

After a freshen up we all met down at the pool bar us in bikinis, the boys in swim shorts and tees and Aunt Polly and Aunty June elected to wear the sarongs provided by the complex, tied in knots covering their breasts. There were other people around in various states of dress or undress. Some of the women sat in the seating areas, topless, enjoying cocktails and chatting to their friends. There were other youngsters of around our ages most of whom wore swimming costumes as they crashed in and played in the pool.

We sat around a large table and waited for our drinks to arrive. Alan kept looking over at a black woman sat at the next table with her family. She wore her sarong around her waist and was leaning forward at the table so that her large breasts rested on it. Between them she had a tall drink with lots of greenery in it and was sucking the liquid up through a straw. Not surprisingly it wasn’t long before she noticed Alan staring and turned to him and smiled. At the same time she placed her hands either side of her large tits and drew them up and down the glass.

Alan’s jaw dropped open and a bulge appeared in his swim shorts.

“Alan,” I snapped, “stop staring will you. You look like you’ve never seen tits before.”

“I haven’t seen black ones before, except on National Geographic, and not ones with nipples that size.” He snottily retorted.

I had to admit that the nipples did resemble two small boys’ willies and the action she was performing on her glass had the old familiar feeling stirring between my legs.

She got up and came over to us. “Hello all.” She began. “My name’s Reanna, that’s my husband, Will, over there and my two children Roxanne and Gilbert. “You just arrived?”

We all introduced ourselves to her and Alan introduced himself to her breasts.

“I have to say you have a fine boy here.” She continued looking Alan up and down, then fixing on his extended crotch. “Do you mind if I ..?”

Without finishing she sat next to Alan and reached out to brazenly squeeze his erection through his shorts.

“Please be our guest,” Smiled Daddy, “and Alan, I’m sure will be delighted.”

We all sat speechless as Reanna pulled Alan’s shorts down at the front and lifted out his now fully erect cock and balls. She weight his balls in one hand while she stroked his cock up and down a few times as if fascinated. Then she smiled and knelt in front of him and pulled his shorts clean off with Alan helping by lifting his bum off the seat. From the table she reached for the olive oil from the cruet and poured a cupful into her hand before letting it drip from her palm onto Alan’s prick.

Alan gasped as Reanna’s hand smoothed in the oil all over his cock and into his bald nut sack. When she felt that it was slick enough she wrapped her ample breasts around his stiffness and started a steady up and down motion.

“Oooh baby boy,” she cooed, “what a lovely cock you have. Reanna’s going to make you have a lovely cum all over her boobs.”

Reanna’s long nipples rubbed hard against Alan’s tummy as she pumped her tits up and down his slippery cock. She dropped her chin to her chest and let the tip of Alan’s cock slip into her mouth on the down-stroke. Alan tried to thrust up against her but she held him firmly across the thighs making movement almost impossible: Reanna was in charge.

We all watched mesmerised as she took Alan closer and closer to orgasm, then when it was almost too late eased back slowed and started again. Three or four times she managed the trip until Alan could stand no more.

“Oh my god, oh my god … I’m going to cum … Reanna, I’m going to shoot.” He gasped.

“That’s güvenilir bahis my good boy, make Reanna’s tits all wet with your lovely cum. Shoot your lovely white cum all over my black tits. Mmmm what a perfect contrast. Come on Alan, shoot for Reanna.” She encouraged.

“Yess, Reannnnnnnnnaaaaa …. Nnnnnrgggh ………….. nrrrrrggghhh.” Alan groaned with every stream of cum.

His first spurt splattered against the bottom of her chin and cascaded down over her lovely big breasts. Leaning back a little she took the second, third, forth and fifth directly over her large mammaries using her hand to rub it in.

“Mmmmm … mmmmm .. yes, ooooh yes … wet my titties, Alan. I love boy cum all over my tits. Look how shiny they all are.” She enthused rubbing a big dollop into each of her extended nipples.

After squeezing every last drop from the end of Alan’s knob she stood and thanked us all for our indulgence. She went back to her table clasping her two jiggling breasts up like trophies to show her family.

May, April, Alan and I just looked at each other incredulous of what had just happened. The others just laughed.

“That’s what Hedonist Holidays are all about, Sam,” chucked Aunt Polly, “just good wholesome fun. Now time to eat, have a look at the menu girls and boys.” She was still grinning at looked at us expectantly.

I picked up the menu from the table and looked at the fare: My eyes stood out on stalks. On one side of the menu there was “Lunches” with standard and local light meals like steak sandwiches and chips, Nasi Goreng, etc. On the other side was “Side Orders”. These were all together different and looked something like this:

1. Digital Stimulation

2. Nipple Massage

3. Oral

3a BJ Male

3b BJ Female

3c Cunnilingus Male

3d Cunnilingus Female

“Didn’t you look at the room service menu, guys,” Asked Aunty June. “There is similar stuff there but a bit more varied.” She laughed.

“Wow,” cut in April, “Mummy, can I have the Club Sandwich and a side order of “Masturbation With Toy, Female, with Lubricant?”

“Oooh, I was going to have that.” Pouted May. “Alright then, I’ll have the Cheese Toastie with Digital Stimulation.”

We all laughed and the others chose similar items from the menu. We were still laughing when the waiter came over for our order.

“Are we ready to order?” He asked with pad at the ready.

He went around the table confirming the orders as he went. “Digital Stimulation.” He repeated. “How would you like your fingers Miss, thick or thin, one, two three or four fingers?”

This was service to a new level for us. We all eventually confirmed the details of our orders and had another round of drinks. We chatted nervously until the order arrived with an entourage of male and female waiting staff ready to fulfil our wishes. The food was first set out in front of us and then the waiters and waitresses arranged themselves between us per our instructions.

May spread her legs to a rather handsome waiter her helped her undo the ties on her bikini bottoms before kneeling between her thighs. Wasting no time he started to rub a finger up and down her smooth and already damp slit. She settled her feet on the carefully designed foot-rests attached to the table tipping her pussy upwards. She moaned sensually as the waiter inserted a finger into her now wet hole.

A beautiful dark skinned waitress settled in front of April’s upturned pussy and started to rub a long red dildo along her slit. Before long the corkscrewed toy was slipping in and out of her slopping hole while her club sandwich rested on the table with only one bite out of it.

Except for Alan, who decided to rest this one out, Daddy and Uncle Jim had chosen a hand job each as they were hungry and didn’t think they’d manage anything else and eat too. Two waitresses donned specially designed gel gloves, pre-lubricated, and started to stoke their semi-erect cocks.

Specially designed kneeling chairs were brought for Aunt Polly, Aunty June and myself who had all elected to have Cunnilingus Female. The waitresses lay on their backs with their heads on the rests between our legs giving them easy access to our dripping pussies. I gasped delighted as a soft tongue brushed from my anus to my clit in one smooth lick.

“Aunt Polly,” I asked between moans, ” w w w ..why is it that some of the aaaah …waiters have yellow cummerbunds … ooohh ..and some green and the same with the wa .. aa ..a a ..itresses’ scarves?”

“Mmmm .. that’s good … it denotes their experience, Sam.” Groaned back Aunt Polly. “Yellow are just beginners, less that 6 .. .mmmmm … months generally, green they get after they ppp …ooooh … pass their tests. Www.. ww.. watch for the red ones .. they are Mmmm .. mmmm .. Masters.”

“Oooh …. Aaah …. Aaahh … well this one’s yellow,” I managed stroking my licker’s hair and easing her a little tighter against my tingling pussy, “and she’s doing just aaaah … aaah ..fine.”

“It’s not just … ooooh yessss … ability, ” türkçe bahis Aunty June chimed in, “it’s experience. I nearly aaaaahh .. aah ..aah .. drowned a yellow last time I was here as he didn’t know what to do with a mmmmmmm … oh god just there … squirter.”

I noticed that Aunty June had a red between her legs. She had come equipped with more towels that the others had and was constantly looking at Aunty June’s reactions.

From beside me I heard the familiar sounds of April and May cumming together as their pussies got a dual pounding. May bucked up against the invading fingers and thumb that circled against her clit while April’s hips thrust forward allowing deep access to the slick dildo.

The distraction foiled my concentration and I felt my orgasm come welling up from deep inside.

“Oh god, I’m going to cum!” I shrieked. My waitress had peeled my lips apart with her fingers and was lashing her tongue hard across my clit. “Aaaahh .. aahh .. aaahh. Yes, yes, yesyesyesyes …. Nnnnnnrrgghh.”

Her tongue burrowed deep into my spasming hole while a finger pressed hard onto my clit to keep the energy going. My hands, clasped either side of her head, crushed her hard against my soaking slit and I could feel her swallowing hard as I came in her mouth. My rapidly gyrating hips eventually slowed as she expertly brought me back down to earth panting heavily.

“Ooooh .. aah …ah .. if this girl’s inexperienced,” I gasped, “I can’t wait to try a master.”

The girl between my legs beamed up at me her eyes smiling brightly at the compliment. She continued to sooth my body while I collected myself enough to finish my lunch. I looked around at the others who were pretty close to finishing themselves.

Aunty June was looking towards Daddy as her licker took her close to orgasm. “Ooh Bob, cum for me. I always cum much harder watching you shoot off.”

There was something in her eyes as she watched Daddy being stroked. I couldn’t quite put my finger on that look at the time I just knew my Daddy was going to cum and Aunty June was just behind him. Her waitress fingered one of the towels close by nervously, expecting a heavy shower at any moment, and not a cloud in the sky.

“Oooh yes Bob, cum, cum for me .. aaahh … aaaah … ahaaaaaaaahhh … yes, spray it, let me see you shoot your hot cum … ohmygod … oooooh … yesss … yessss .. I’m cumming.

“Nrrrrgh … here it comes June ..” groaned Daddy, “I’m cumming for you … nnnnnrrrrrgh”

Streams of cum spat forth from Daddy’s piss slit and arched into the air. The waitress continued to stroke his cock until his cum was barely seeping out and running down over the gloved hand. She used a napkin to clean up the remnant strands of cum and stood back.

“Mmmm … aaaahhh .. your lovely hot cum, I love it Bob … aaaah …aaah ..” she screamed.

Her licker ducked back suddenly at the same time as ramming two fingers deep into her spurting pussy and frigging them in and out rapidly. Her juices spattered on the stone flagging and washed down the waitress’s arm and dripped in streams from her elbow. Aunt June shuddered visibly and another orgasmic wave flushed through her body soaking her thighs and the kneeling chair. Slowly the power of the shock waves ebbed and she collapsed forwards onto the table. The waitress took her cue and mopped up Aunty June’s cum with the towels, smoothing down her drenched pussy and thighs.

Aunt Polly and Uncle Jim came soon afterwards. Uncle Jim’s cum shot out over the table some landing on his sandwich. Aunt Polly wasted no time in scooping up the sandwich and wolfing it down with a broad grin.

We relaxed around the pool area until our lunch had gone down then us youngsters decided to go to the beach. We wound our way down the narrow path overhung by exotic flora to the white sandy beach. There were several thatched sun shades set out along the secluded bay and beach loungers and towels were freely available. Several other families and couples lay around taking in the sun all naked tanning their bodies.

As we made our way to the sea we passed one family lazily fucking under a sun shade. The father was spooned in behind his wife casually stroking his thick cock into her pussy while they watched their offspring fucking in missionary position beside them. As we passed they smiled and said hello and asked if we’d like to join them. Alan’s cock had started to rise again but we declined the offer and said we’d take a swim first and maybe see them later.

“This place is amazing.” Said April letting the warm water wash her feet. “If we’re not totally fucked out when we leave here I’ll be ever so surprised.”

“You horny old goat April Jones,” I teased and kicked a big splash of water at her. “All you think about is having that tight little pussy of yours filled by a tongue or cock.”

“Hey, cheeky.” Retorted April. “Talk about the pot calling the kettle black. Anyway it’s not true … sometimes I think about having my arsehole filled too.”

We all laughed and dived into the warm tropical ocean.

We güvenilir bahis siteleri went out just far enough so that our feet just touched the bottom with our chins touching the water. Alan, April and May swam out to an anchored old tyre inner tube to play around. I was just about to follow when I suddenly felt something brush between my legs. I screamed startled and the water erupted in front of me revealing a masked man with a snorkel sticking out of his mouth.

“Sorry,” he said removing the snorkel and pushing up his mask, “I didn’t mean to scare you. I wasn’t looking where I was going.”

Another eruption beside him turned out to be his young wife. “I’m sure Rob could see perfectly well.” She scolded. “He was probably eying up your pussy. Forgive us I am Suzy and this randy git is my husband. Incidentally you do have a rather beautiful pussy.”

“Err, thanks.” I returned. “I’m Sam and those are my, um, brother and sisters over there.”

“Pleased to meet you.” Said Rob followed by a rather painful silence.

“Err .. you have rather lovely little buds too.” He continued as if searching for something to say pointing at my small submerged breasts. “Would you mind awfully if we had a touch?” He enquired.

He didn’t wait for an answer and I felt his hands fondle my small firm tits. They were joined by Suzy’s and soon I felt fingers squeezing my erect nipples and a familiar tingling in my pussy. Suzy’s lips found mine and she gave me a deep tonguey kiss which I happily returned. I jumped a little when I felt something hard slip between my legs and noticed that Rob didn’t have his snorkel on any longer. I looked down through the clear water and saw (and felt) the snorkel tube as he sawed it back and forth along my exposed slit.

I moaned into Suzy’s mouth and she broke the kiss. “Oooh Sam,” she cooed, “you have such an exquisite body. We’d really like to fuck you. Touch Rob’s cock, I bet it’s very hard right now.”

I reached down and sure enough Rob’s cock was as stiff as his snorkel. He thrust it into my hand as I slowly wanked it up and down. Suzy dropped her hand and started to massage my throbbing clit. Never one to resist a big hard cock I smiled in agreement and went to swim into the beach.

“No, no Sam,” said Suzy slipping a finger into my hole, “right here. Oooh Rob she’s sooo tight. Ooh Sam will you let Rob push his big hard cock into your pussy and fuck you?”

What could I say? With Suzy’s fingers pumping into my hot pussy and hands all over my aching tits I was hotting up quite nicely. “Mmm Suzy,” I mewed giving Rob’s cock a squeeze, “Rob’s cock is really hard and sooo big do think it’ll fit in my tight little pussy?”

“Well I might have to help you a bit first, Sam.” She said turning me towards her. Rob held me under my arms and Suzy lifted me up until my pussy was just clear of the water with my thighs resting on her shoulders. She smiled wickedly then dived into my smooth pussy lips with her mouth.

“Aaaah … Suzy, yes. Tongue my pussy and make me all ready for Rob’s big prick. Mmmmm … oh lick me, suck my cunt.” I groaned.

With her tongue slipping in and out of my slit and all over my clit, the water lapping against me, she had me writhing with pleasure in moments. Rob played with my nipples as Suzy did her stuff.

“Christ Suzy …aah .. aaaah .. ahhh .. you’ll make me cum.” I panted.

“Go on Sam,” urged Rob, “cum in her mouth.”

“Ooooh god Rob, aaaah … ahhhh …. Oooh … I’m going to cum …. Oh .. ooh .. ooh .. I’m cuuuuuuummmmmiiing.” I balled as Suzy latched onto my stiff and very sensitive clit.

Hands were everywhere now, turning me around. I didn’t know which way was up and still mid-orgasm I felt Rob’s cock press urgently against my cunt entrance. I was pressed between Rob in front and Suzy wrapped around me from behind as I slid delightfully down onto Rob’s beautiful erection.

They held me tightly as I came again all over Rob’s hot prick buried deep in my cunt. I latched my lips onto Rob’s and our tongues fought with each others’ as Suzy slowly started to ride me up and down her husband’s cock. Her hands were all over me, fondling my breasts then slipping further down to torture my clit. I don’t think I really stopped cumming as the two of them worked my small body expertly.

“God, Rob, she’s sooo hot. Is she lovely and tight around your cock? Pump her my lovely, pump her full of cum.” She gasped.

I felt her gyrations as she worked herself off against me, her pussy bouncing off my bum and legs as hers entwined with mine that were clamped around Rob’s hips.

“I can’t hold out much longer Suzy.” Rob moaned, “Her lovely pussy is milking my cock so hard. Ooooh god, Suze, I’m going to cum … Sam, I’m going to shoot ..”

“Pleeeease Rob, fuck me, fuck me real hard. I want your sperm. I want you to fill my little pussy with your hot spunk. Ooooh …. Aaah … aaah …. Fuck me, fuck me.” I managed through my incoherent gabbling.

“God Sam, here it is, I’m going to cum in you …. Nnnnnnnnrrrrrgrh … aaaaahh.”

I felt his body tense then he rammed his cock deep into me bouncing off my cervix as his cock exploded its hot sperm deep into my hole. At the same time Suzy crushed her hot pussy against me breathing rapidly in my ear.

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For those following the LIAR series, I hope you enjoy this installment. Those who are new to the story line, forgive me if there isn’t enough character development. Being an ongoing set of characters, it would be rather lengthy to provide complete background on each prior to getting into the story.

For readers who have also read some of my other stories on Literotica, I hope you have fun with the crossover characters. Jim and Sara show up along with Jill, Jason, Sandy, and Flavia. Flavia becomes an important character for this story.

Also, a last note. I try to write stories that have actual plots and themes along with the “erotica”. So if you’re expecting characters to instantly be in bed together, you might want to try another story on this site. But there are several highly erotic situations that fill complete chapters in this story… just be patient with it.

THANKS:

Thanks to Sara who shared my midlife crisis and helped make it so much fun.

Thanks “Billie” for being my “Billie” wherever you are today.

Thanks to “Amy Madison” who brings me joy and sparked a post-mid-life-mid-life-crisis

Thanks to “Austin” for his unintended inspiration.

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LIAR 6 THE SEARCH

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Got It!

Light rain pelted against the window in almost stark contradiction to the sunshine that flooded the hotel room. Rain in Colorado Springs can come and go within minutes, returning the city to sunshine and blue skies as if it never happened. Sometimes the sun continues to shine brightly through the brief waves of rain. The occasional pinging sound of raindrops against the glass was not even noticed by the couple enjoying a mid-afternoon encounter.

A young, petite, brunette secretary with fair skin rested back against the headboard as her middle-aged boss was busy. Clothes were strewn across the room where they had vigorously undressed. Her sprawled legs gave ample room to accommodate his face between them. He knelt before her, licking at her clit as if he had never experienced such a pleasure before.

With his attention completely focused on orally pleasing her and gratifying his lust, he couldn’t see that she held the expression of someone who might just as easily been filing documents at the office. Although, each time he glanced upward to her, she quickly changed her expression to one of orgasmic pleasure. Her eyes shuddered gently and her mouth opened with a slight, sexually indulged grin. When he would return to his task she roll her eyes at him in mocked distain.

Good secretaries know how to get what they want from their bosses. She was a very good secretary. She gripped the back of his head as he ate at her, before offering an approving moan to urge him on. But she may have urged him on a bit too much. He was becoming aggressive in his sexual appetite.

He rolled over on his back; his middle-aged gut, spread a bit to the sides of his frame making him less round looking in some ways. His cock sprung upward with anticipation of the fulfillment of his fantasies. For weeks since she came to work at Crowe Horwath, he had thought about what she looked like without those nerdy glasses and starched business dress shirts. The tartan skirts she often wore, were just a bonus for his vivid imagination.

Taking her hand, he guided her fingers to his cock. As her soft hands gripped him, his eyes closed and his head fell back against the pillows.

“Tell me again how you outsmarted the stupid IRS investigators.” She said as she began to stroke his cock, bringing a demonic smile to his face. Feeding his ego made his cock twitch with delight.

“They’re just not bright enough to see it. I laundered twice as much as Crowe Horwath’s total earnings last year. Hidden in plain sight.” He grinned at the thought before begging, “Come on now. Show me how much you enjoy working for me.”

She leaned over and gave his throbbing knob a quick lick, then hesitated with her lips barely touching his cock. She spoke, her lips move against his tender flesh of his head, letting him feel the warmth of her breath. “So they all just send you money?”

“Yes”, he said, putting his hand on her head to force her to take in his cock.

She took a deep plunge down onto his cock with her mouth and let her tongue roll around the sides, wetting him with her saliva. She rose again to tease, her lips barely touching him. “You do have your routing number and password securely hidden don’t you?” She asked. “Your career is on the line if anyone finds out. Not to mention you’d probably go to jail.”

This time, she took a huge gulp of his cock, urging him to speak. His hips lifted to deeply thrust into her throat making her nearly choke.

“I don’t write things down. My mind is a steel trap. It’s a long series of numbers that they’d never figure out.” He said while being gratified by her mouth. “Easy to remember if you know the collegiate mountain range. Simply the elevation of each mountain in the order of the college güvenilir bahis names. I memorized those names in alphabetic order along with their altitude when I was a kid.”

She hesitated, rising off of his cock. “Did you get that?” She asked as she raised her head and stared off into the distance.

In the next room, Ross was busy typing digits into a computer. He held one finger up to his partner, telling Max to hold on for a moment. Suddenly a smile crossed his face and he shouted, “GO!”

The look of confusion on the boss man’s face turned instantly into shock as the hotel room door was thrust open and several FBI agents came barging in. Shouting as they came, the black t-shirts bearing the highly visible, white initials made it clear that he had been set up.

Britney stood and casually walked away from the bed as they stormed the room. Her male companion seemed stunned and outraged, but she seemed calm and unshaken by the chaos of people coming into the small space.

Max Wright was toward the front of the pack with a robe that he quickly threw around Britney’s shoulders. She tugged the robe closed and looked over at her ‘boss’ who was being cuffed. The recitation of miranda rights being quoted from a card in the hand of one officer was interrupted by obscenities he was shouting at the agents.

They got him up and covered before hauling him unceremoniously out the door. One agent quickly grabbed his clothes and threw them into a black plastic bag before following the parade of black t-shirts down the hallway. Britney and Max were left in the room with newfound quiet.

She moved to the couch where she began to dress. Max turned away to give her privacy. “Okay, you’ve got to explain it to me.”

“What?” she asked, as she tugged a tartan skirt up her legs and over her hips.

“You researched him and had him pegged on every count. So what made you choose the skirt, fake black glasses, and these nerdy dress shirts?”

“Please. That was a no brainer.” She exclaimed as she put on her dress shirt and tucked it into the skirt. “I’m decent.” she said a she started buttoning her shirt.

Max turned back slowly as he questioned her. She started running her fingers through her hair, combing down the locks from her tryst with the boss. “I’m missing something here then.” He said shaking his head.

Ross entered the room and waved a USB stick at the two of them with a grin, indicating he had the recordings saved and copied. Max nodded approvingly before Ross started moving through the room, collecting microphones from the lamp, tv, and one in a reading light on the headboard.

“He’s an accountant.” Britney said as if to ask why it was so hard for him to understand.

“I would have guessed a tight, short dress and perfect makeup.” Max admitted.

“And you would have been completely off base. Accountants seem to go for the nerdy girl thing. Tartan skirts, starched dress shirts, glasses, even the occasional thin, black tie. If it was later in the fall, I would have gone with a bulky sweater and a short wool skirt.” She finished buttoning the sleeves of her dress shirt and stepped into her shoes that had been thrown to the side of the couch earlier.

Max shook his head, “Still, he’s a red blooded American guy. I would have put an agent in here who was blond with fake tits and long legs.”

“Oh, you mean Cynthia in consumer fraud division?” Ross asked.

“No, … I mean.. Ross?!” He threw Ross a disapproving look as Ross gave a ‘what the fuck?’ glance of confusion back. Max just shook his head with dismay at his junior partner before looking back to Britney.

“Accountants like the innocent little girl thing. They want to have a bit of control and feel like they know more than the poor, innocent kid who they can teach.” Britney said, throwing on the fake glasses for additional effect. Then she shot them a broad, nerdy girl grin and threw her arms wide as if to say, ‘ta-da’.

Xs and Os

The next morning Ross and Max arrived back in Pittsburgh. The uneventful, early morning flight gave them time to discuss how they would approach the collection of evidence in their case. A young FBI rookie was waiting for them at the arrivals area in a typical nondescript, black SUV. It was normal procedure for a recent recruit to be waiting for them. They were often used to transport senior agents back and forth from the airports. Max jumped in the front seat as the rookie placed their luggage in the rear. Ross stretched out in the back seat, filling the entire space with his long legs and computer bag.

Both men were exhausted. Max rested his head and closed his eyes, working through the operational details in his mind. He kept his eyes closed as he mused through possibilities.

“This data dump is great, having the password to his off shore account is great also. The circumstantial evidence of his involvement may sway a judge to hold him. But that still doesn’t tell us specifically how he did it. We’ve got to figure out his türkçe bahis method to make the case stick.” Max was speaking to Ross but it was nothing more than rambling at this point.

“Hidden in plain sight.” Ross mused as he fumbled through the files on the tablet he had pulled from his bag. “Most of these accounting systems seem to have a common base spreadsheet that runs in the background with a simple user interface program for data entry.”

Max considered the situation before sitting upright and opening his eyes. He turned as if to be thinking through something Ross had said. Speaking to the young driver who was getting into his seat. “We’re going to make a stop on our way back to the Clarksburg FBI Center.”

Twenty minutes later, they pulled up to a typical office building located toward the back of a business park in Canonsburg, PA. “We’ll try not to be long.” Max said as he and Ross got out and headed for the front door.

“Jim, good to see you again.” Max greeted a middle aged man who met him as they entered the building. “Thanks for taking us on such short notice.”

?”I was a bit surprised to hear from you Max. Or should I say, Seth?” Jim said as he took Max’s hand.

“Ross, Jim and I met up during several of my undercover operations through BDO. This is a remote BDO workspace his team uses while working on projects.” Max explained to his partner.

“Why all the way out here in Canonsburg? I thought BDOs Pittsburgh office was in the One Triangle building downtown.” Ross quarried.

“Yeah, the main Pittsburgh office is there but most of us work all over the area. Do you have any idea what office space cost per square foot at One Triangle? So Dan, the Pittsburgh regional director, has an office there with his staff. We go there from time to time, but we’re farmed out all over to reduce the cost of operation.” Jim replied, shaking Ross’s hand. He turned his attention back to Max before saying, “Well, let’s take this discussion up into my office.”

Jim led them down a hallway and up a half flight of steps. “Three road warrior teams are based at this office. I’m actually heading out for a week as soon as one of my team members gets here. We’re driving down to Louisville today. Starting a job there tomorrow morning.” He explained.

As they passed an older, distinguished looking woman at a half circle desk, the group waved and she nodded as she continued to listen to someone on the phone.

“Our teams coordinator. She cares for travel schedules, planning the conference spaces and compiling data files for the three teams that base out of this office.”?

He led them into a small working office, piled with data charts and computer screens. Sitting behind the desk, he powered up his computers that began lighting up several video screens on both his desk and a work table to his left. “What do you have for me. I’ve got a few minutes to look at it before we have to start loading up.”

“Well like I told you on the way over, this spreadsheet system is something that was written by a guy at Crowe Horwath. He’s probably going away for a long time on tax evasion and money laundering, embezzlement and possibly racketeering.” Jim explained as Max took the USB stick and started calling up files.

“The guy bragged that his method was hidden in plain sight.” Ross added as Jim fumbled through the files.

They bantered as Jim opened dozens of electronic documents, glancing through them, bouncing the screens left and right. Suddenly he stopped and leaned forward into the screen. “Damn bifocals.” he muttered as he threw his glasses on the desk and put on reading glasses. “Hit my late 40s and everything is falling to shit. Guess some call it a part of the whole mid-life crisis thing.” He continued to mutter.

Ross grinned as Max shot him a cautious look. Jim was only a few years older than Max.

“Yep. Here it is.” Jim said, turning the screen to face the agents. “There are dozens of rows and columns in this file that are just visually zeroed out.” He explained by dragging and widening a column to the right and exposing a line of cells previously hidden. Each cell had an icon indicating that a calculation was set for that cell to process. “Wow. You say this guy works for Crowe Horwath? I didn’t think they had anyone at their company that was this bright.” Jim commented.

Suddenly a young woman opened the office door. “Oopsies” she said, as she realized Jim had people with him.

“Sara. I’m just finishing up with an old acquaintance who used to work for us.” Jim said, withholding the fact that his friends were FBI agents and that his old acquaintance had been working for BDO while undercover. “Sara here is my intern at the moment. But I have a feeling that one day I’ll be working for her, if I’m not careful.”

“Sorry Jim. I just wanted to let you know that I’m ready to leave when you are.” She said. “My luggage is already in the Jeep.”

Max and Ross both seemed to stare at her as she spoke. Then Ross shot Max an inquiring as güvenilir bahis siteleri well as confused look. Max nodded with a knowing glance.

“Give is about five more minutes. It’s a simple question that Max is asking. So we’ll be able to hit the road soon.” Jim stated. He glanced over at Sara and gave her an almost imperceptible wink.

Sara smiled at the group. “Nice to meet you gentlemen”, she said as she pulled the door gently closed.

“Not bad. I’m impressed.” Max said knowingly.

“What?” Jim replied.

“You didn’t even let on to…” Max waved his finger at the door as he tried to recall the young lady’s name. “Sara. You didn’t even give her a hint of the fact that we worked together on an FBI case.” Max finished.

“Well first off it wasn’t ‘We’. I was just around reading data for you during your little operation with BDO.” Jim stated. “And for the record, you’re not the only one that can keep a secret.”

Max gave a mild chuckle as Jim continued tapping through keys, screens, and pages of data that he tossed from one screen to other varied screens surrounding his desk.”

“It’s pretty simple, even elegant in it’s method.” Jim said to Max as he continued pointing to the screen.

“Walk me through it.” Max stated.

“These cells have a very basic code embedded within the document that draw calculations from another spreadsheet file. These are all background documents. The average user, using the company interface wouldn’t even know that it was sending data to another background document. The hidden spreadsheet will then take the electronic transfer of funds and skim Xs and Os.” He could tell Max was missing it but Ross caught on quickly.

?”Wow.” Ross said as the lights came on and he started to see where Jim was going with his explanation. “So he’s skimming from the binary code of electronic transactions, taking rounding errors and transferring small amounts of money into his private off shore account with each transaction.”

“Seems like it. Each transaction skims anywhere from 1 to 4 cents off the line.” Jim continued.

“And 1 to 4 cents off each transaction the company makes electronically, embedded in the software of dozens of major companies, compiled across the last ten years adds up.” Jim concluded.

“Probably millions. The calculations used rounding errors and since this guy was their accountant, he just made the audits figures work out. No individual department or line item in their budget saw a significant enough loss to worry about.” Jim interjected. “It’s a very old scam but I don’t know that I’ve ever seen it survive this long. Usually someone finds it eventually and the scam unravels. His advantage was that he was their accountant. When it got to his goal, he might have skipped the country before anyone would know it. And the corrupt files would continue sending him money until each company found the code and fixed it.” Jim explained.

“Jim, thanks for pointing us in the right direction. We have everything we need to nail him now.” The group stood, shook hands and started for the door. As the door swung open, there stood Sara who was about to knock.

“I have all the file boxes loaded in the Jeep too. So we can pull out for Louisville whenever you’re ready.” She smiled.

Jim followed the men out into the hallway and as they turned to say their last goodbyes, he put his hand casually along the back of Sara’s waist. “Well, let me know anytime you need a consultant.” Jim said. “Do I need to see you out?”

“No, we’re fine. Thanks.” Max offered.

“Okay, we’ll leave through the back entrance and head off to Louisville.” Jim said.

As Max and Ross exited the building, they both began to snicker. “Was it my imagination?” Ross chortled.

“I thought it was just me at first but when I saw your expression it was all I could do not to laugh out loud.” Max said walking toward the car where their driver was waiting.

“She was wearing nearly the same outfit Britney wore. White dress shirt, pressed, black thin tie, the only thing missing was a tartan pattern for that skirt.” Ross chuckled.

“So I guess Britney was right. The fantasy girl for a middle aged accountant is a nerdy girl.” Max said, getting into the car.

Ross closed his door before adding, “Do you think that those two might be…?”

“Naw. Jim is as straight as an arrow. He’s a married married man with two kids.” Max threw back. “Certainly not the type to be having an affair.”

An hour later they arrived at the Clarksburg FBI center and passed through the security checkpoint. Their driver pulled around to the front of building number 3 where Max and Ross got out.

“I’ll have your luggage delivered to your personal cars.” The young man offered. Max nodded approvingly. “Thanks for service with a smile.”

They had barely entered the lobby when Cassie came running toward them. Her FBI windbreaker that was at least one size too large, swooshed as the nylon sleeves rubbed against the body of the jacket. “MAX”, she shouted across the lobby. “It’s Billie!” She continued running toward them.

“Relax. What’s she want? Is she back from the operation in Jacksonville?” Max replied, trying to figure out why Cassie was so excited.

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Summary: Daughter catches Dad and then decides she must have him.

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Summer with Dad

Mom and dad divorced when I was in my senior year of high school; I was old enough to understand that they were really only staying together for me. I was also old enough to understand it had nothing to do with me…they just fell out of love with each other.

It should have been obvious; seriously, I can’t even fathom how they ever fell in love with each other. They are polar opposites. It is a miracle they ever got together in the first place.

The only thing they seemed to have in common is that they are both ridiculously attractive for their age and they have me.

That said their differences are numerous.

Mom was born into a very wealthy family in New York City, grew up with everything and followed in both her mother and father’s footsteps…becoming a lawyer. She is a no nonsense prosecution lawyer for the city that spends more hours at work than she does with her family. She seldom smiles and has clearly become disillusioned with the legal system and the many loopholes if you have enough money or the right lawyer. She doesn’t have a sense of humour, hates television and movies and is a neat freak.

Dad, on the other hand, was born in Hawaii and grew up living forty feet from the ocean. Dad has always been carefree and relaxed about everything…actually I never once saw him get mad or lose his temper…which drove Mom nuts. She called him emotionless which is not true; he is simply a laid-back surfer kid who never really wanted to grow up.

Dad tried, he really did. He left the only home he ever knew to move to the block buildings and smog of New York City. He took a job working with grandpa, but it was obvious he wasn’t really a suit and tie type of guy.

As soon as they decided to separate, he moved back to Hawaii and was working as a bartender at a bar on the ocean. It was a simple life, the one he had sacrificed for mom and me.

The agreement was I would finish twelfth grade and then spend the summer with dad before starting school in the fall at Harvard, just like my mother had before me and three other generations of Billings.

After dad left, mom buried herself even more into her work, which I didn’t think was possible, even missing the first half of my graduation, but arriving in time to hear my Valedictorian speech. Dad, of course, flew back and was on time, although rather underdressed for such a formal ceremony.

Before, I get into my real story, I should tell you a bit about myself. First off, I was always a daddy’s little girl. I adored my father and this too I think drove my mother nuts. Yet, when dad left, just two weeks after I turned eighteen, I rebelled a bit. I desperately tried to get my mother’s attention, but to no avail.

I kept my marks up, actually top in my class, but otherwise I did all I could to test the boundaries of my life. I got drunk for the first time (I know I was such a goody-goody I had never had more than a glass of wine until a month after my eighteenth birthday), I tried pot, got my fake id and started going clubbing.

Sexually, I was a virgin when dad left, but soon lost my virginity to the father of the girl I was babysitting; I dated a college senior for three months when I sucked my first cock and had my first threesome when he, his roommate and I got high and drunk and my inhibitions faded; I lost my anal virginity after I broke up with him and ended up in a hotel room with a mid-forties lawyer I met at a sports pub…it was also here I learned two things:

1. I only liked older men. As they:

A) Knew how to pleasure a woman unlike my college boyfriend, who never once got me off

B) Knew what they wanted and were not afraid to ask for it…or better yet order me to do it

2. I was apparently a submissive. After he shot his first load in my mouth, while he talked to me the whole time calling me his high school slut and teenage fuck toy, he ate me out and got me off bringing me an orgasm unlike any I had ever experienced. When he said, after fucking my pussy for an eternity, “It’s time for my slut to take it up the ass,” I didn’t hesitate. I got on all fours and when he ordered me to beg to get ass fucked, my SAT vocabulary disappeared and my slut vocabulary replaced it. “Yes, baby, take my virgin asshole. Shove that big cock up my tight back door and fuck the shit out of me.”

After that night, I rejected overtures from anybody still in school…unless they worked there. I fucked a few other older men, each who quickly figured out I was an obedient submissive slut willing to obey almost any order.

That also led to my first lesbian encounter when a man and his wife took me back to their house for a lengthy threesome which included illegal bahis my first time eating cunt, getting DP’d for the first time (albeit the cock in my cunt was a strap-on) that ended with me getting fisted for the first time.

Sadly, mom never once caught me coming home late, or the next day for that matter as she was pre-occupied with work and not me.

I should finish this ridiculously long prologue by at least telling you what I look like. I don’t mean to sound like a self-centered bitch, but I come from great genes. Besides being very gifted academically, I am also a great athlete having lettered in swimming, volleyball and track. Lastly, my DNA gave me natural blonde hair, aqua blue eyes and firm 36c breasts. That said, until my slut phase, I always wore my hair in a ponytail and wore sporting attire most of the time, none that even remotely flattered my body except when I was actually playing the sport. Was I the most attractive girl in high school? No. Was I pretty close? Yes, if I would have done myself up for school like I did when I was on the prowl for a DILF (dad I’d like to fuck). At school, I still dressed conservative, really living two lives:

-by day, I was still a scholar student and state championship athlete

-by night, I had become a slutty teenager on the prowl

By the way, I found DILF’s perfect. Besides the earlier things I mentioned about them knowing how to please a woman, they were not clingy like my college boyfriend, not insipid like almost all high school boys and they didn’t want to date me…they just wanted to fuck me.

Finally, I am ready for the actually story I was meaning to tell…how I ended as my dad’s fucktoy.

I arrived in Hawaii excited for a summer of fun in the sun, one last wild time before college started and according to mom I would have no social life. When I quipped back that’s what she had now she didn’t laugh, rather sighed at how I got what she considered my dad’s lame sense of humour.

Now I decided to surprise dad by arriving two days early, but it was me who was in for a surprise. First, my flight which was supposed to arrive at midnight didn’t land till just before two am, thus I missed surprising dad at work. By the time the taxi dropped me off at dad’s beach house on the ocean it was just after three and I was wiped.

I was walking up the front steps to his rather secluded house in comatose mode when I heard voices. Jerking me awake, I listened closer and gasped as it was obvious two people were fucking.

I moved slowly, as I listened to a woman beg, “Harder, fuck me harder with that big dick of yours.”

I had never watched a sex act, unless you count the Internet, and my curiosity was piqued. Strangely, it never occurred to me that maybe my dad was who the woman was begging to fuck her harder.

As I slowly crept my way around to the back, I heard an aggressive male voice say, “Beg for it, slut.”

“Oh please pound my pussy with that big horse cock of yours,” the woman quickly obeyed, her voice clearly hungry for a good hard fucking.

As I peeked around the corner, my mouth dropped open as I saw my dad, butt naked, fucking some young looking redhead from behind as she leaned on a tree. I stared at his tanned body and tight ass, realizing instantly why I was drawn to older men…I had daddy issues.

“How about your ass, slut?” He questioned, his big hands firmly on her hips.

She giggled, “Betty said you would want my ass and that no one can make getting ass fucked feel amazing like you can.”

“I’ll take that as a yes,” my usually laid back dad said as he pulled out. Strangely, I wanted to see his cock, but from this angle it was impossible. Thankfully, he ordered, “Get my cock ready for that ass of yours, slut.”

My dad repositioned himself so I got an amazing side view of his rock hard cock. It was massive. Way bigger than any of the men I had been with. The redhead quickly turned around and dropped to her knees taking dad’s cock in her mouth and bobbing back and forth as if she was in a porno movie. She deep throated his cock and I was in awe of her ability. My hand went under my shorts and directly to my burning cunt as I watched the sexual act in front of me, suddenly wide awake. I rubbed my pussy quietly as the scene in front of me continued.

“Are you ready for a good ass fucking, my little ass slut?” My dad asked, as he pulled her up and bent her back over.

“Oh God yes, but I’ve never had anything as big as your snake in my ass,” she said, her tone both obedient and yet cautious.

“I hear that a lot,” dad chuckled, as he positioned himself behind her.

I instantly wondered what he meant by ‘a lot’. I couldn’t fathom dad being a player, yet I also couldn’t fathom dad fucking girls half his age or being a Dom. Yet, that was what I was witnessing right in front of my eyes.

My whole body ached with need as I watched him slowly push forward and into the young redhead’s ass.

“Mother fuuuucker,” illegal bahis siteleri the redhead screamed as her ass was split by dad’s long, thick cock.

“Just relax, whore, it is going to burn for a while,” he said, before adding, “but when it stops you’re going to get the fucking of your life.”

His confident tone, his promise of sexual pleasure, had my orgasm building at an accelerated pace even as I imagined it was me he was using for his own personal enjoyment.

“Okkkkay,” she whimpered, her ass obviously in some major discomfort.

“So are the rumours true,” he asked, a minute later, as he began slowly moving in and out of the redhead’s ass.

“Fuuuuuck yes,” she moaned. “Although I didn’t believe iiiit.”

“But you believe it now,” he said smugly as he shifted from slow strokes to faster, more aggressive ones.

“Yeeeeeeees, daddy,” she screamed, in a strange mixture of pleasure and pain.

Hearing her call my daddy, daddy, pissed me off; only I got to call him daddy. My hands on my pussy, I closed my eyes and envisioned it was me bent over getting fucked by Daddy.

“Have you ever come from getting that tight ass of yours fucked?” Dad asked, as he began slamming into her his whole cock somehow fitting in her ass.

“Nooooooo,” she screamed.

“Well, we better change that. Real cock sluts like you can come from a good hard ass fucking,” he said rather matter-of-factly.

“I’ll try,” she whimpered, clearly trying to get used to dad’s huge cock ravaging her.

“I wasn’t asking your opinion, slut. You will come like the hungry whore you are,” he said, his tone authoritative and rugged, which only turned me on more as he grabbed her hair and pulled on it. I was close to coming but slowed down my inevitable orgasm by slowing down myself pleasure so I could continue to watch my father fuck this skank.

“Okay,” she agreed, her moans increasing slightly as the pain seemed to begin to fade.

“Rub that fat clit of yours, Carrie,” he demanded, continuing hard deep thrusts into her.

“It’s Caroline,” she whimpered, although she obeyed the order, her left hand going directly between her legs as she used her right hand to balance herself against the palm tree.

“Whatever, let’s stick with slut,” he shrugged, clearly not in it for a relationship.

I couldn’t see her face or her facial expression but such blunt words had to hurt. Yet, after a few seconds of silence, other than the slapping of bodies meeting, she said, “Call me whatever you want daddy, as long as you keep fucking me with that big cock of yours.”

He chuckled as he continued to pound her from behind. Her moans getting more animated, it was obvious she was close to coming. Finally, he ordered, “Come my little girl, my little ass slut.”

Hearing him call her ‘my little girl’ made me jealous as that endearing term was supposed to be exclusively to me.

“Oh God, I’m so close,” she screamed, as she frantically rubbed herself.

“Now daddy’s whore,” he demanded, firmly slapping her ass so loud I could hear it.

My eyes closed, my hand again frantically rubbed myself, as I listened to his words and imagined I was daddy’s whore.

“Yeeeees, harder, fuck my ass haaaaarder, oh, oh, oh, shiiiiiiit,” she screamed sounding like a hyena in heat.

I almost laughed at her ridiculous babble, but instead continued the fast-paced rubbing of my clit wanting to time my orgasm with his.

He continued fucking her throughout her orgasm, which always made my orgasm more intense, until he grunted and said, “Here’s your first load up that slut ass of yours.”

I quickly stopped holding back my orgasm as I began spanking my clit.

“Oh yes, fill my ass with your cum,” she whimpered, like the slut she obviously was.

“Aaaaaah,” he grunted shooting his load in the slut’s ass, simultaneously my own orgasm hit and I had to bite my lower lip to hold in screaming and alerting them I had been watching them.

A moment later, he pulled out and ordered, “Clean me off whore.”

She didn’t hesitate as she turned around, dropped to her knees, and devoured his cock just seconds after it had been in her ass. I had never done that before and yet would in a heartbeat if told to.

My orgasm still trembled through me as I watched the slut continue to clean dad’s cock. Suddenly worried I would be caught; I slowly backed up and returned to the front.

As expected, the front door was unlocked; dad always said when I was young that he never locked his door when he lived back on the island and hated the fact that people no longer trusted each other. I put my suitcase inside and was just about to look around when I heard the back door open. I quickly fell onto a nearby couch and pretended to be asleep.

“Why is the door open?” I heard dad say a few seconds later, as I opened an eye to see I hadn’t closed the door.

A second later, I saw his naked ass as he closed the door and paused seeing the canlı bahis siteleri suitcase.

“What the? Josie?” He questioned to himself.

My one eye barely open, I saw him turn around and see a sleeping me on the couch, his large semi-erect cock only a few feet from me.

“Oh shit,” he said, quickly covering himself up and moving out of my view.

I chuckled to myself at his shift from dominant stud to embarrassed dad in seconds.

I lay there replaying the bizarre yet undeniably hot scene I had just witnessed. I was just fading into slumber when I felt a nudge. Opening my eyes, I smiled, “Hi, Dad.”

“Hi, my little girl,” he smiled, like he always did and like he had just used on that whore a few minutes ago.

“I’m eighteen Dad, I’m no longer a little girl,” I countered.

“Well, you will always be my little girl,” he said softly, my mind flashing to his fucking that floozy. After a couple of seconds, he asked, “When did you sneak in?”

He was obviously curious if I saw or heard any of his late night extracurricular activities. Relaxing him a bit, I lied, “Oh a couple hours ago I wanted to surprise you but the flight really wore me out and I just crashed on the couch the second I walked through the door.” After the lie, I wondered if he had come in after work which would make my lie get caught, but I doubted it.

“Well, you definitely caught me by surprise,” he said, his tone clearly sounding relieved.

“I am full of surprises,” I said, hinting at all the naughty things I could let him do to me, even though he had no clue at all.

“Good to know,” he laughed. “We can catch up more tomorrow. Get some sleep.”

“You too, I plan to wear you out,” I quipped back, this time the innuendo more direct.

He laughed, “That I look forward to.”

Once he was gone, I shook my head, was I really just flirting obnoxiously with my dad? Obviously I was, but I doubted he caught on to the true meaning of my words. Why would he?

Shaking my head again and laughing at myself, I closed my eyes and indeed did quickly drift into slumber.

I was awakened to something touching my lips.

Opening my eyes, I saw a big stiff cock and heard Dad say, “If you enjoy watching a slut be used then I am sure you will really enjoy being a participant.”

As I opened my mouth to speak, he shoved his long, thick cock between my mouth and began fucking my face, although thankfully slowly at first.

He explained, “I saw you watching us, your hand between your legs rubbing yourself while you watched.”

My eyes went big realizing he had seen me watching him.

“Yes, I saw and if you are anything like your mother then as soon as you saw my big cock you wished it was you bent over taking it up either of those fuck holes,” he continued.

My head spun with the reality that he definitely had caught on to my innuendo and had obviously knew I was watching. His slow strokes began to pick up as his balls began slapping against my chin and I had to focus on not gagging as his full cock filled my mouth unlike any other.

“Rub yourself, my daughter slut,” he ordered.

I didn’t hesitate as I obeyed like a good girl, a good slut, my hand sliding inside my underwear and to my surprisingly already wet cunt.

“Good girl,” he said, like he had so many times before. Hearing the endearing words warned me and yet made me feel dirty as I realized the sin I was committing, albeit completely out of my control.

Wanting to be a good girl, a good cocksucker, a good slut, I focused on his piston like cock going in and out of my mouth. I had learned pretty quickly how to give an amazing blow job, it all had to do with pacing, which I currently had no control over, and saliva which I did. Although awkward in my on my back position, I slowly created the extra saliva needed to create the whirlwind sensation I had perfected.

He groaned, once I began creating the sauna sensation, “Oh my, good girl, you have been very naughty since Daddy last saw you.”

I moaned on his cock in response as I rubbed myself furiously as he began really fucking face me which only made my desire to please him and come myself increase.

“Ready to swallow daddy’s load, my little princess,” he asked, using another of his nicknames for me.

I again moaned on his cock as my own orgasm was bubbling just below the surface and was ready to erupt any second.

“Here it comes,” he groaned and seconds later I was swallowing dad’s salty seed.

My own orgasm followed and hit me hard as I opened my mouth, even as the last squirt of dad’s cum shot out, and screamed, “Yeeeeees daaaaaaaddy.”

I jolted myself awake as I realized I was having a very realistic wet dream, my hand was in my panties, and the orgasm I dreamt was apparently real.

I looked around confused by my surroundings for a moment before last night’s memories came flooding back. I looked at the clock and saw it was five-thirty in the morning; shaking my head again, I laid back down and tried to get back to sleep.

…..

The next morning, well afternoon truthfully, having woken up at 12:30, I stretched and headed to the kitchen finding a note on the dining room table which said:

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Intro: This is a total work of my sick imagination. Any resemblance to the real world is just your imagination. Half siblings, Shelby (29) and Jason (27) have moved back in with their mother, Katherine (49). Several years have passed since Jason’s dad died in a tragic industrial accident. Now that saved about 10,000 words and we can get into the “action” quicker. I think my stuff runs a little long. Just keep reading. It’s worth it. This is really Ch. 1b.

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Summer Heat Chapter Two

Burger boys.

Jason stood in the kitchenette making a grocery list. “How much vodka have we got?” He looked around. “Where is she?” he wondered aloud. He looked in the freezer. The bottle of clear liquor was almost full. Jason remembered his conversation with his mom and smiled. “She really has cut back on the booze. I thought I was lying for her.”

The sliding door opened and closed. “Geez, it’s hot out there. Bright too. Can you fix these?” Shelby held out her broken sunglasses to her brother.

“I doubt it” he said, inspecting the glasses. “I could put a big glob of glue or duck tape on them. It won’t help the scratches. Did I do this?”

“No, they’ve been fucked up for a… Uh, oh wait, Yes, you did it. It’s all your fault. You big jackass.” Shelby mocked a dramatic tone then laughed.

Jason dropped the glasses in the trash bin and went to his bedroom. He came back with a new pair of sport style sunglasses. He clipped off the tag and peeled away the “UV Protection” sticker. “Here you can have these.”

Shelby looked at him blankly and slipped on the glasses. “Are you serious? These are dark. What’s the catch?”

“No catch, silly ass. I bought them by accident. They are ladies or kids’ size. They are cheap polarized fishing glasses from S-mart.”

Shelby pulled back the curtains and looked outside. “Nice. Thanks, little brother. You might be worth a shit after all.”

“It’s all I wear. Five bucks a pair. At that price, I don’t cry if I break them. I keep a few spares.”

The AC in Jason’s Chevy truck finally started catching up when they got up to highway speed. It’s was a short run to Burger Boys. “We’ll pick up some grub then hit the grocery store. I’ve got a short list. Mom asked about your drinking. I told her you had backed off. I was glad to see the “vitamin V” bottle was still near full.”

“Well, aren’t you the Kitty-Kat’s little helper?” Shelby quipped. “I just haven’t felt like it. Probably have one or three later, though.”

Jason finally breached the subject. “This morning was fun. Do you have any regrets?” He held his breath and waited to see how his half-sister replied.

After a long pause, Shelby finally spoke. “I know it’s against the rules, but I really loved it. I think I’ve been wanting you much more and much longer than I was ready to admit.”

“Whew, man! I was sweating what you were going to say.” Jason responded. “For years, I didn’t let myself think about you sexually. But lately, I couldn’t help it. I’ve been getting over the Sheila breakup and you’ve been so sweet. You look hot as hell, but I think it was those little kisses that wore me down.”

Shelby giggled at his statement. At the next traffic stop, she unbuckled her seatbelt, crawled over to her brother and planted a big exaggerated kiss on him. They both laughed. She returned to her seat and buckled up. “Can you really tell a difference since we’ve been working out?”

“Oh, hell yes! You are toned and firm. You are really fit looking. Those shoulder muscles are sexy and you and mom both have killer buns now.”

“Kitty-Kat loves the elliptical. She gets on that thing for a fucking hour sometime. You should see the guys watching her.” Shelby smiled. “You should see her in the nude.”

“What? Mom, nude?” Jason was astonished. He dared not think of it. Bad enough he had just had crazy sex with Shelby.

“Yeah, we dress and shower together at the gym. She looks amazing. Her abs are beginning to show. She could be a swimwear model. You know she’s about to turn fifty, don’t you? Shelby asked.

“No, I thought it was forty-eight or nine. Wait! What? You and mom showering together?

“Oh, she’s been shaving off a couple of years, but I saw her driver’s license.” Shelby didn’t say anything for a few minutes. “I shaved her pussy last week.” Shelby said matter of fact.

“What?!” Jason gasped. He nearly missed the turn into Burger Boys, turning quickly and jamming the breaks in the parking lot. He stared blankly at Shelby. He was speechless. Then slowly rolling to the order console behind the burger place.

Shelby sat with a little smile, not speaking. At this point they usually made fun of the menu and silly item names at Burger Boys. The bomb that Shelby had just dropped on top of the morning’s depravity had silenced them both.

“What do you want?” Jason asked.

“Just get me a Skinny Boy and I’ll eat some of your fries.”

“Fuck no. You aren’t eating all my fries. I’m going to get mom one of those salads she likes.”

Metallic illegal bahis voice, “May I help you.”

“Oh, please do” Jason replied. The unexpected phrase caught Shelby off guard and she started giggling. The laughter spread to Jason and he got tickled while trying to order. “A Skinny Boy combo with a coke. A large Country Boy combo with a sweet tea and a grilled chicken salad. That’s all.” Jason covered his face laughing.

Metallic voice, “Did you say small?”

Shelby lost it. She laughed and turned red trying to get it together.

Jason, “No, That’s all.” The voice repeated the order as Jason tried to suppress his giggling. Mercifully the clerk had the order correct and quoted the price.

They rolled forward. “Thank God! If I had to repeat that, I couldn’t do it.” Jason looked at his sister. Shelby was calming down and wiping her eyes with a tissue. “I can’t believe I still this stoned.”

“What did Crazy Eddie say about this weed?”

“He just said it was really strong and the buzz lasted a long time.” Jason shook his head. They rolled up one more space. “Why were you shaving mom’s pubes?”

“Waxing hurts like hell and for both of us together, it was expensive.” Shelby informed him. “I don’t think we will do it again. We both got really turned on. I got all wet when mom did me. Then when I did her, her clit and labia got all swollen and she got wet too.”

“Just stop, OK. Shut it. I don’t need this in my brain.”

As the truck rolled up to the window, “Her pussy is so beautiful and pink, I wanted to lick her so bad.”

Jason snapped at Shelby, “It’s bad enough that I was jacking off thinking about my sister, I don’t want to hear about my mother’s pussy!”

As Jason turned toward the window he became aware that it was open, and a lady was standing there waiting to get paid and hearing every word.

Shelby futilely searched for a place to hide, a hole to crawl into.

Jason was calm on the outside and dying on the inside. He handed the lady a twenty, got his change, two drinks and a big bag of food. He let the truck roll forward slowly. He gave the lady a smile. She stared blankly.

“Please tell me that we don’t know her.” Shelby pleaded trying to compose herself. “What timing!”

Jason sat in his truck keeping the AC running while Shelby went in the store with the short list. He couldn’t risk another episode in the store like at the burger joint. Shelby could do better alone. Their humor seemed to feed off each other. “Just get me back home.” He thought.

Shelby cleared the list and came out of the store in record time. “Hurry home. I got ice cream.”

Jason drove quickly home and was glad to get there. The burgers went to the table and the yogurt and drinks to the fridge along with Katherine’s salad. Shelby got the ice cream into the freezer as it was beginning to soften.

The siblings sat at their dinette table and took a few deep breaths. “God, that was brutal. I can’t believe that little run got so out of hand.” Jason declared. They laughed together in relief, glad not to have had any more foolishness.

“That reminded me of the first time I ever went out intro the world stoned.” Shelby replied

They dug into the junk food meals and spoke little until the food was almost gone. “I’ll take mom’s salad and yogurt up to her fridge in a bit.”

Jason nodded. “I’m going to make her a drink and put it in there right before we leave.”

“Where are we going?” Shelby asked.

“Anywhere. Preferably with water to soak in. I just don’t want to be here and wasted when mom gets home.” Jason proposed.

“I’m doing better now that we ate. I think we’ll be fine.” Shelby said.

“But we have to have an after-dinner bowl.” Jason grinned.

“Oh, shit. Just a little, OK?” Shelby picked up her phone. “Go fix a little bowl and I’ll find us a pool.”

After preparing a pipe with a fraction of what they had that morning, Jason returned from the garage, sweating. “What the fuck are you doing?”

“Sorry.” She said laying the phone down. “Got us a place to jump in a pool for a while. We’ll leave right before Kitty-Kat gets off work.”

“Come on. It’s about a hundred and fifty degrees in the shed. We’ll hit the pipe and get the fuck out of there.”

They did just that, then walked quickly back to the cool basement apartment. “That was a good recharge. We smoked way too much this morning. Eddie said just one or two hits and we had four or five.” They both laughed. As soon as the door closed them off from the world, Jason took Shelby’s little face in his hands and gave her a long slow sweet kiss that made Shelby feel dizzy.

“Did that fat bottomed girl teach you to kiss that good?”

“Yeah, that’s about the best thing she did.” Jason replied. “I was emotionally addicted to her, but I was ready to split up. It still burned because we were together so long, too long.”

“Let’s go freshen up, bong breath.” Shelby said with a chuckle.

After freshening up the kids reconvened on the sofa. With a quick illegal bahis siteleri kiss, “So you’ve been jacking off to me, huh? I’m flattered.”

“I fought it for years, but since you’ve been back, it’s been different.” He paused. “We’ve been good. We don’t fuss or fight. Then I kept seeing your hot little body.”

“I’m sorry. I showed myself intentionally. I wanted you to look at me.”

“You little tart!” Jason chuckled. “One day you sat down there with your pussy showing. I sat here and stared at it for half an hour. I finally went in the bathroom and yanked my crank. I came in, like, four strokes.” They both got a good laugh.

“What kind of fantasies did you have about me?” Shelby asked moving closer to him.

“Well once I gave in to it, I’ve had all kinds of wet daydreams about you. I thought about you sitting on my face. I love to eat pussy. I guess it runs in the family.”

“Yeah, really. I love it too.” Shelly said. “We’ll do that anytime you want, but you better be ready. If we do it, I’m going to grind the hell out of your mug. What else?”

“If I tell you this shit, you have to tell me what you’ve been thinking about. I’ve thought of all kinds of sexy stuff. I’ve really wanted to touch you all over. I’d love to rub oil all over you. I’ve thought of that a lot since you’ve gotten so fit. I got to rub you in the shower this morning. I loved it. The one thing that’s really been stuck in my jack off dreams is this. On these mornings when mom leaves, and I start masturbating as soon as she leaves, I dream of slipping into bed with you and having a real sexy fuck, like a couple.” Jason was beginning to get horny as they talked openly about sex. With their new level of intimacy, he wasn’t embarrassed to reach down and rub and reposition his cock in his shorts.

Shelby noticed and was already well into an aroused state herself. “We need to do that. I’ve had that same fantasy. You wouldn’t believe how many of those mornings I was lying in my bed rubbing myself while you were. I wished you would just walk in, throw back the covers and take me, hard. A lot of women want to be taken, but by someone they trust so it won’t be scary just erotic.” She reached over and gave Jason’s growing erection a firm squeeze. “I’ve got another thing about being taken. I wanted you to take the hint and do me last Thursday. I stood there at the table wearing just panties and a cut tee shirt folding towels. I took a long time to fold those damn towels and you were too straight to do it. I wanted you to walk up behind me, pull my panties down and just throw it in me. I wanted you to so bad. I got soaking wet and had to go fuck myself.” She cleared her throat. “I want you to do that some time but don’t stick it in my ass.”

“You don’t do anal?”

“Oh yes, I love anal. I get off like crazy, but I have to prep. My ass is small. I have to get ready.

“Really?” Jason paused. “I’ve never done anal.”

“What? That girl has an ass that big and doesn’t use it. Oh, Boy! I want to be your first backdoor”

“God, I’d love that.” Jason said. “I remember. It crossed my mind to bend you over, but you know…” He was now so hard it was getting uncomfortable. Jason adjusted his position and rubbed his cock through his short pants. “When you went to your room and closed the door, I sat right here and jerked off. I pulled it out right here. If you had come back in here I would not have stopped. That little ass of yours drives me crazy.”

“You did it right here without hiding?” Shelby felt the crème flowing in her little pussy. “That’s so hot. I’ve always wanted to see you do that. I’ve wanted to watch that for years. I see you are hard now. Take it out and show me. Please, Jase.”

He was glad to hear it. He was needing to give his swollen cock and balls some room. The fact that Shelby wanted him to just made it ten times hotter. Instead of trying to fish his hard cock out of the treacherous zipper, Jason dropped his shorts and briefs to his ankles and sat back down. As he massaged his junk to comfort, Shelby slipped off her shirt and bra. She got up on her knees next her brother and watched as he eased back his foreskin to show he his glans. The head of his cock was now so engorged that it got slick and smooth.

Shelby passionately kissed Jason and gently rubbed around his cock. “I’ve often thought of giving you hand jobs and blowjobs in place of your masturbating.” Shelby leaned over and playfully licked and sucked the head of his cock. She sat back up and kissed him again. She offered up her tits to her brother’s waiting mouth. He began sucking her right nipple gently. “You know I had B’s until I worked out now they are between A’s and B’s. I like the shape of them though.”

Jason backed up enough to see both tits well. “God Shell, they are beautiful, perfect. I love them.”

Shelby hugged his head back to her chest and he kissed everywhere he could reach. “Jase, let’s go to bed. Fuck! I don’t have sheets on my bed. They are wet in the washer. OK, we’ll have go to yours.” She thought canlı bahis siteleri for a minute. “Do whatever you need to do then go get in bed. I’ll put that load in the dryer and join you. We are going to work off some of these fantasies while we are both single.”

Jason went to the bathroom and tried to piss while Shelby tended to the laundry. His cock was still hard enough that he had to sit to pee. He washed up and went back to his room. He shucked his cloths and slipped into bed to await his sister. He got to one side, making room for her.

In a few minutes, Shelby came into the room naked. “Now you have to take instructions from me.” As he smiled, she said. “Get right in the middle and move down a couple of feet from the headboard.” He complied. “Now when we do things that are forceful, we should have a safe word system. I’m about to sit on your face. If I get too rough for you tap me on the ass three times.”

Jason laughed, “I think I can handle your little ass.”

“OK, I warned you. I thought we would be romantic this afternoon, but I can’t be romantic in here. You just be quiet. I’m going to fuck your face and make it my bitch.”

Jason took his cock in his hand as Shelby stepped up onto his bed. “Stop that. This is all about me right now.” She walked up until her feet were on either side of his head. “Look at my pussy. You like it? You better like it. You better love it.” She squatted over his face. “Kiss that pussy, you big pussy.” Jason kissed her clit then tried to start licking, but Shelby pulled it away. She reached down and gave him a light slap on the cheek. Jason was a little shocked but couldn’t speak because Shelby was now almost yelling in his face. “You do what I tell you and not before. OK, you’re new around here.” She took her fingers and held herself open. “Look at that pink shit in there. Is that what you want?” She slowly lowered herself and planted her spread pussy right on his face. “Now you can lick, fucker.” Her hole was perfectly aligned with his mouth, so he began French kissing her pussy. Shelby began to squirm around. She worked her feet under his shoulders.

When they were in a good position Shelby began to unleash the part that she knew Jason was not counting on. She started scrubbing herself on his face. When she wanted her clit worked, that’s what she fed him. When she wanted him to suck on her guts, she put her vagina firmly on his mouth and pushed like childbirth.

Jason was amazed how the actions and gravity were pushing more of her tissues out of her cleft. He was able to suck his mouth full of her labia. He licked and sucked as hard as she would let him.

“There you go! Damn that’s good.” Shelby began to hunch and buck and scrub her pussy on his face. “You’re a good little cunt sucker. Yes. Yes.” She tensed up and shook as she ground herself on his face. A tiny amount of her sweet cum appeared from her pee hole. Jason locked his arms around her hips and kept her moving as he took control and scrubbed her pussy on his face. Her little orgasm was now building into big one. Shelby moaned loudly and began a series of convulsive pushing orgasmic spasms. Jason sucked as much of her into his mouth as he could. Her pushing orgasm suddenly put a hot salty shot of piss in Jason’s mouth. “Oh, God. Jase, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to do that.” But she didn’t move. Jason continued to gently lap and kiss her pussy. He flicked his tongue up to her clit, but she jerked it away.

Shelby slowly moved off her brother’s face. “Shit, I wanted to be in command, but you did so good I lost control. I’m sorry I peed in your mouth a little.”

“Oh, baby. No problem. It was just a squirt and hot as hell. I loved it.”

Jason just smiled and kissed her. His face was covered with her juices. She licked some of it. “You’re a mess.” They laughed and cuddled for a few minutes. Shelby’s hand found his cock. He was at half mast, but she began stroking it up. “You are too good.” She shucked his dick skin up and down as he got harder. Shelby took his cock in her mouth and stroked with her hand. “We need to be out of here in an hour. Can you finish soon like this?”

“Yes, I want to feel it inside you some.”

“OK, cool.” Shelby kept working his cock then got on top and took him in her pussy. “Uuuugh!” She said. “That’s such a rush when it goes in. I love it.” She rode a bounced on his cock. Let me know when you get close.

Jason began helping her and thrusting from under her. Her pussy felt so good. He reached between them and pulled his foreskin down hard. This technique gave him more sensations. He felt the beginnings of orgasm. “OK, OK. I’m cumming.”

Shelby spun around and inhaled his cock into her mouth. She bobbed and sucked until his load shot into her hot mouth. Things slowed down. Shelby savored the dollop of sperm in her mouth. She was thrilled to have Jason’s cum in her mouth. She had wanted that for a long time also. She swallowed it down and savored the soapy after taste.

She kissed him. “Can you taste your cum?” she asked, “Do you like it?”

“Yes, a little.” He said

Shelby saw a drop of pearlescent cum oozing out of his cock. She caught it up on her finger and flicked at her brother. “Damn, Jase. I wanted to be a dominatrix and make you my bitch.” She pouted.

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