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Note from the author;

Welcome to Lex Talionis! Now for those of you who have not been following my Siblings with Benefits series, you probably will have a hard time following this story. However since I would never tell anyone not to read my work go back and read Siblings with Benefits! LOL.

For those of you who have been following Sibs I gave a pretty long explanation at the end of Chapter 23 of what this series is about and I also have it on my Bio page. As far as how this series will work. Lex will be six parts all released a couple of days apart. Lex is pretty long, each Chapter about 5/6 Lit pages (The ironic thing is the length is due to the erotic encounters I injected into it as my original version written last year did not contain any). Now because I didn’t want this to be ten chapters or more, each Chapter has “parts” to it. For instance Chapter One is titled “A day in the life” each subsequent chapter contains 2-3 “parts”

As far as category goes, I am posting in incest of course, however be aware that although there are references and overtones there is no actual incest in this first chapter. I am leaving it in incest however as the rest of the series has it and I do not want to jump categories. Having said that I will also let you know that Lex is more of a story that contains hardcore sex than it is erotica with a story line so this series may not be for everyone especially if you are looking for “Stroke” material.

For the Sibs fans this story begins two years after the end of the flashback in Chapter 23 and is written from Mark, not Megan’s point of view. There are a lot of references to the main series and the ending of this will play into the final part of Sibs. This story also contains a revelation about Mark that Megan alluded to in Chapter 23 that Mark inherited his father’s curse. One last thing that I will leave you with is a warning that Chapters 2 and 5 will contain scenes of graphic violence. I will put something in the beginning of each as a reminder. In closing I hope you enjoy this “spin off” series that further fleshes out the characters of Mark and Megan and if anyone has any questions or comments please feel free to contact me. Lovecraft68

Lex Talionis; The law of retaliation or revenge: the legal principle that prescribes retaliating in kind for crimes committed.

Part 1: A day in the life

I awoke with a pounding in my head, the taste of Jack Daniels in my mouth and the smell of pussy on my face; pretty much a morning like any other these days. The only question was whose pussy was it, and for that matter where the hell was I? Unlike most people, whose first reaction upon waking up is to open their eyes, I had learned to keep my eyes shut until I was sure it was okay to open them. After all, a sleeping child is a quiet child and quiet children don’t get beaten.

At that thought my eyes snapped open in an effort to force myself completely awake and send images like that back into the room in the attic that they had escaped from. As quickly as my eyes opened I shut them again against the glare of the sun shining into my eyes and the searing pain it caused. How much did I drink last night? I took a deep breath holding it in for a while before slowly letting it out.

I opened my eyes again and began to get my wits about me. I was lying on my side facing a pair of sliding doors that led out to a beautiful wooden deck. The blinds across the doors had been left part way open, which had allowed the sun to invade the dark bedroom. Off to the side of the deck was an open door that led to a bathroom and just visible through it was the edge of a hot tub. Well that answered the who; Robin Strafford; a smoking hot 42 year old attorney with piercing green eyes, long auburn red hair, and the most insatiable pussy I had ever had the pleasure of fucking.

I had met Robin at Mitch’s three months ago. She had come in with two other women around her age, all three of them dressed to kill. They had obviously stopped in either as joke or to go slumming, as the mixed crowd of wussy frat boys and scummy middle aged bikers certainly weren’t their type. I served them all night targeting Robin as my choice of prey for the evening. I knew she was looking and that she was interested but at the end of the night kissed me on the cheek, and with a wink told me I wasn’t bad looking, “for a kid” but she was out of my league.

Two weeks later Robin came in alone and dressed down a bit. We flirted and talked all night, which was how I found out she was an attorney. Figuring it gave me an in I had told her that I was in my third year of Criminal Justice at PC. Robin seemed intrigued, but in all honesty it was my looks she was interested in. The game went on for a couple of more weeks, with her coming in every two or three nights but always leaving by herself with some smart ass remark.

Finally one Friday night she got completely trashed and told me she’d love to let me take her upstairs, and see if I could back up even half the shit I talked, but figured monsters of cock porno she would just end up disappointed. At that I walked around the bar and sitting on the stool next to her took her hand and placed it on my crotch. I had spent the last few minutes picturing myself pulling on that long red hair while I fucked the shit out of her, so by the time Robin grabbed it, my huge cock was at full attention.

Her eyes widened and she all but licked her lips, as rather than pull her hand away she gave me a good hard squeeze. We went up to my place where she spent the entire weekend, the two of us only getting up to shower, and grab food. Robin was a senior partner who worked sixty hours a week and wanted to get laid, with no strings attached. She also had a thing for young “Bad boys” as she put it, who knew there place, could keep their mouth shut, and most importantly, keep her satisfied. Seeing as months later I was waking up in her bed, I assumed I had been doing a pretty good job of it.

On that note I felt Robin stir behind me. She was lying on her side as well, her hand resting on my hip. Robin’s hand, with its long perfectly manicured red nails slid from my hip and across my flat hard stomach which she claimed was her favorite part of me, besides my cock, and tongue of course. As her hand wandered she pulled herself closer to me and I felt her erect nipples push into my back.

I lied there feigning sleep as her hand started its way up across my chest. How the hell much could this woman handle? The night was coming back to me and I remembered starting at Mitch’s where we drank until closing, we arrived at her condo about twelve thirty, and the last time I looked at the clock it had been four am. In addition to Robin giving me a blow job that had left me weak in the knees, we had fucked three times, the last time had consisted of Robin on her hands and knees for at least a half an hour while I fucked the living shit out of her. Robin really was insatiable; she had cum at least four times last night during sex, never mind the two times I had gone down on her.

My eyes found the clock to see that it was only eight thirty, but hey, for me four and a half hours sleep was a good night. Robin’s hand found my nipple and my breath hissed out of my mouth as she gave it a hard pinch.

“Good morning, my little bad boy.” She whispered in my ear. “You ready to pick up where we left off?”

Robin started kissing my back as her hand slid down to grab my cock, which despite my headache was already hard and throbbing in her hand.

“Ohhh that’s what I like,” Robin cooed. “You’re always ready for more, aren’t you Mark?”

Rolling over on my back to face her I told her;

“I’m as good as my inspiration.”

Robin laughed;

“Oh you are smooth Mark, I’ll give you that.”

“Oh yeah?” I asked, “That all you going to give me?”

Robin smiled at me, and as always I was amazed at how good she looked for her age. Robin’s face was as soft and smooth as that of a girl in her twenties, and between her green eyes, long lashes and extremely full lips, was absolutely beautiful. Even now with no makeup and her hair pulled back into a pony tail she looked better than most of the coeds who threw themselves at me at the bar.

Robin was propped up on one elbow and her large still very firm tits were right at eye level, and despite my banging head, and aching body my mouth instantly found one of her hard pink nipples and started tonguing it.

“Mmmm now that’s the way to say good morning.” Reaching up she grabbed a handful of my hair and shoving my face into her tit added; “Lucky for you, that you did that because I didn’t like that last remark, after all you’re here for me Mark and don’t you forget it.”

Playing my part I looked up at her and said softly around her nipple;

“I’m sorry Mistress, may I continue to suck on your perfect nipple, even though I’m not worthy?”

Robin laughed and I smiled, for an older barracuda lawyer Robin had a sweet little girl like giggle.

“You are well trained aren’t you Mark?” She pulled my head from her tit and leaning down kissed me long and passionately, her tongue pushing its way into my mouth to caress mine. Finishing the kiss Robin said;

“But there’s no need for that this morning, let’s just have a good time.”

Her gaze went from my face to my cock, which she had been slowly pumping with her fist. On the last pump she squeezed, causing pre cum to begin to ooze from the tip. Her smile was replaced by a very familiar look of naked lust that never failed to get my heart beating faster.

“Mark, you have the most beautiful cock I have ever seen.”

With that Robin rolled over on top of me, straddling my hips, and leaning over began kissing my chest, taking a moment to tongue each of my nipples before working her way down. As she did I reached up and pulled the clip from her pony tail, allowing her long gorgeous hair to cascade across my chest.

“Thank you Mistress.” naught america porno

“Never mind this fucking body.” She said as her lips began sliding down my chiseled stomach.

This was the usual pattern; at night, and after a few drinks Robin called the shots. I was her little “bad boy”; her boy toy that called her mistress and worshipped her incredible body, satisfying her every whim, by fucking her as many times and in as many positions as she demanded me to. The mornings however were always different; Robin was much more playful and seemed to get off on enjoying me, as much as she did when I pleased her. Of course I was no stranger to this game and knew this was how she kept me coming back, as nasty as she could be was as sweet as she could be and in order to get one I had to endure the other.

Yes I knew this game. I had been playing it with Cynthia for months now; treating her like an absolute pig, and when she finally looked as if she’d had enough, treat her so good and make her cum so many times she would gladly put up with the rest of my shit. I played Cynthia like a violin and whether she thought she was in charge or not I was also playing Robin, knowing exactly when to kiss ass and what I could get away with.

Yes, I had been taught and taught well, and by none other than my own sister. When I was with Krissy I had treated her well, okay maybe I had started getting a little rough near the end but in general I didn’t fuck Krissy, I loved her. But when the time came for me to move on and start taking what I wanted, my big sister Megan made damn sure her little brother knew how to handle his whores. As I had done with that first unwanted thought of the morning, I pushed the image of my sister out of my mind and concentrated on the great time I was about to have.

I sighed and propping myself up on the pillows watched as Robin slid further down the bed to lie between my legs and taking my cock in her hand, began running her tongue up and down my shaft. I reached down and gathering her hair in my right hand pulled it to the side so I could watch Robin’s tongue play across the tip of my cock. Robin moaned herself, as taking my huge dripping prick she started rubbing it across her face getting it wet and sticky, from the fluid leaking from my cock.

“You want me to suck on this big dick of yours Mark?” She asked.

“Oh yes,” I whispered.

“Yes..?”

“Oh yes please.” I moaned as her tongue teased the tip again and added; “Oh please Robin, oh please don’t tease.”

“Oh that does not get old.”

With no further hesitation Robin placed her mouth on my cock and in one bob of her head took me almost all the way down her throat. I let out another long groan, as after holding my cock in her mouth and swirling her tongue around it Robin began rapidly sucking me in and out of her mouth. I felt myself getting even harder as I watched her perfect lips sliding up and down my shaft, her green eyes were rolled back and she was groaning on my cock, totally turned on to be blowing me.

As I laid back and watched it took everything I had not to smile as I watched this gorgeous, professional, six figure a year attorney sucking my cock like a horny sorority girl. Yes I thought, as I began to use my hand on the back of her head guiding it up and down my cock and causing her to moan louder, life was good these days, damn good.

Robin popped my cock out her mouth and looking up at me with that glazed look in her eyes said;

“Oh baby, I need to feel that big fucking cock inside of me right now.”

Robin started crawling up my body preparing to guide my cock into her pussy and ride me. Before she could I reached down and grabbing her hips pulled her up towards me. As I did I slid down the bed so I was lying flat on it. Instantly getting my meaning Robin smiled.

“You do know just what to do don’t you Mark?”

Robin slid herself up to my chest and as she did I could feel her dripping pussy leaving a wet trail up my body. When she got near my head Robin got herself up on one knee and leaning forward to grab the head board, lowered her wet pussy with its beautiful patch of red hair down onto my waiting tongue. Robin let out one of those adorably uncharacteristic little squeals as I plunged my tongue into her juicy slit.

“Oh yes!” She cooed happily “Oh you tongue that pussy, oh yeah Mark, you do take good care of me don’t you?”

My answer was to bury my face even deeper into Robin’s sopping wet pussy. From all the sex last night, her pussy had a delightfully musky sent and I breathed in deeply as I continued to tongue fuck her. Apparently growing impatient, Robin lifted her pussy off of my tongue then started rocking her hips back and forth in my face. Keeping my tongue rigid so that it slid through her wet lips and across her swollen clit, I reached up with my hands and after spreading her cheeks worked two of my fingers into her pussy.

“Oh baby, that is soooo good!” She exclaimed as she started rocking nubiles porn faster and harder across my face.

The next time my tongue touched her clit I quickly sucked it into my mouth, stopping her hips and causing her to gasp in pleasure. The gasp turned into a series of pleasure filled sighs as I started sucking her clit in and out of my mouth in the same rhythm that my fingers were working her pussy. Within minutes the pitch of Robin’s sighs were getting higher and higher and her thigh’s were beginning to tremble. I groaned myself at that point, as my cock was throbbing painfully and all I could picture was plunging it into her steaming pussy.

Robin started moving her hips again, making sexy little yelping noises that sounded like sex driven hiccups, I had been with her enough times to know she was just about there. Knowing she was in a playful mood and wanting to make her cum as hard as possible I brought my other hand around and quickly, so she wouldn’t expect it, shoved one finger deep into her tight ass.

Robin went off like a rocket, throwing her head back and letting out a long loud squeal that I’m sure her neighbors could hear. I squeezed my arms around her thighs holding her still so that I could keep my mouth on her clit and fingers inside during her convulsions, and keep her cumming as long and hard as possible. Robin leaned forward and grabbing the headboard with both hands started bucking her hips even harder, her high pitched squeals turning into an extremely sexy low growl in her throat as the last waves of the orgasm flowed through her.

“Oh goddamn!!” Robin exclaimed as she leaned over the headboard. “Shit I came hard.”

I reached down and held my cock as Robin immediately slid back down and once she felt the tip at the edge of her pussy, drove herself down on top of it.

“Oh fuck yeah!!” She cried out loudly.

Robin placed her hands down on my chest, and after digging her long fingernails into my flesh hard enough to make me wince, began to bounce up and down on my cock.

“Oh shit that’s fucking deep!” She gasped.

Robin was lifting herself up with her legs until my cock was just about all the way out and then dropping herself down so hard I was bouncing up and down on the bed. I grabbed her hips and helped drive her up and down as she dug into my chest and moaned in pleasure. Robin leaned over so I could get my mouth on one of her perfect nipples and suck on it while she rode me.

“God that feels good!” Robin cried out.

After a few more minutes of riding me like an out of control bronco Robin stopped and sitting back across my hips so that my cock was straight up inside of her, lifted her arms over her head taking her long red hair with them. Now just sliding herself back and forth on my cock asked;

“How do I look on your cock Mark?”

“Fucking incredible.” I told her.

I wasn’t lying; Robin’s large but still surprisingly firm tits were pointing straight out and, along with the rest of her, were covered with a sheen of sweat. Her long red hair was sticking to her shoulders in places and her normally fair complexion was flushed from passion. As I watched she took her hands down using them to cup her tits and start toying with her nipples. I reached up and pushing her hands away took over.

“That’s why I’m here, no?” I asked then let out a gasp of my own as Robin contracted her pussy around my cock as she rode me. She laughed;

“Your little girls don’t know that trick do they?”

Leaning over Robin started rubbing her hands across my chest and stomach. Then sliding over to my arms, squeezed my biceps. I flexed them and she sighed in appreciation.

“Oh damn kid, you are built.”

Pulling herself off of me Robin crawled onto her side of the bed and remaining on her knees lowered her head to the pillow and pushing her ass in the air. Looked over at me;

“Come give me what I need baby, you know this is my favorite.”

Not needing to be told twice I sat up and after kneeling down behind her took a second to admire Robin’s, firm round ass. Robin worked out an hour and a half a day and it showed. Taking my cock I slapped it against one of those well-shaped cheeks enjoying the smacking sound and how good it looked on her skin.

“Stop posing and fuck me!” Robin snapped looking over her shoulder at me.

“Yes Ma’am.” I answered and with one smooth thrust drove myself so far into her my balls slapped against her pussy.

“Oh my fucking god!!” Robin squealed.

Grabbing her hips I started slamming the shit out of her, nothing fancy just fucking her hard and fast. Robin yelped every time I drove my cock in and gasped as I pulled out. Squeezing her hips harder I started pushing her back and forth in rhythm with my thrusts. I was putting everything I had into each pump and was once again amazed at how much Robin could take.

A few months ago I had been fucking around with some slut from the bar whose name I couldn’t remember. We were drunk out of our minds and grabbing a ruler she had measured me. I had just over eleven inches and Robin was not only taking every inch of it, as hard as I could give it to her but loving every bit of it. I had started fucking Cynthia this hard once and she had ended up in tears, not that that had stopped me, but it just proved what a woman Robin was.

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A reluctant sister celebrates Nude Day naked with her brother.

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You should know two things about me. First, I’m a practical joker. Second, ever since I reached puberty, I always wanted to see my sister, Ellen, naked. I know it’s incestuous of me to want to see my sister naked, but I can’t help myself because she’s so hot and, well, she’s my sister. Then, one day, when I was masturbating for the millionth time over the naked thoughts of my sister, I came up with a plan to finally see her naked.

“I know how to see my sister naked,” I said to myself for no one to hear, while masturbating over my sister, yet, again. “I’ll invite her to a Nude Day barbeque, but I won’t tell her it’s a Nude Day barbeque, just a regular barbeque. By shaming her, tricking her, and pressuring her into removing her clothes, I’ll play a practical joke on her, while finally seeing her without her clothes. Perfect.”

With my practical joke set in place and by playing a practically joke on my sister, today, Nude Day, this just may be the day that I finally see my sister naked. Moreover, without having her think of me as the perverted brother, she’ll think that it was more my intention to play a practical joke on her, rather than going through all of this just to see her naked.

“Oh, my God! I’m so excited,” I said rubbing my hands together, as if a fly about to land on a piece of excrement. If I could high five myself I would, but that’s just too weird. “I can’t wait for her to get here.”

Then, when my sister arrived for our Nude Day barbeque, out of the blue, my sister surprised me, shocked the shit out of me, actually. With the joke on me, she stood in front of me and started undressing. Are you kidding me? This inappropriate behavior wasn’t like her. Did she know about the Nude Day barbeque and was she playing a practical joke on me? If stripping naked was her way of getting back at me, I wasn’t about to question it. I just stood there enjoying the impromptu show.

I watched my sister, Ellen, stand and remove her sweater. I couldn’t believe my eyes. Modest and sexually inhibited, she’s never so much as removed her socks in my presence. Knowing the pervert that I am, knowing how sexually attracted I am to her, and knowing, no doubt, how much I lust to see her naked, why was she teasing me by pretending to undress in front of me? Then, when she started unbuttoning her blouse, I thought I was going to lose my mind. I thought I was dreaming. It took all the self-control I had not to unzip my pants, pull out my cock, and start masturbating over her striptease show and the sight of her bra.

Now, for those of you who don’t know my sister, Ellen, she has a rack. She has big, proud C cup tits. I stared at the impressions her nipples made in her blouse through her bra. Was she cold or was she excited? More importantly, why was she undressing in front of me, her baby brother? Going with the flow, enjoying the show, not questioning why she was stripping for fear she’d stop, maybe she was preoccupied in thought and didn’t realize that I was there in the room with her and that she was undressing in front of me. Instead of just enjoying the impromptu striptease, instead of shutting my mouth, in shock that she was undressing in front of me, I felt compelled to speak.

“What are you doing, Ellen?”

With her fingers poised on her blouse buttons, she stopped unbuttoning her blouse. Fuck! When will I learn? Why didn’t I just keep my mouth shut? Did I just stop her from unbuttoning her blouse and undressing in front of me? I couldn’t believe I broke whatever spell she was in and stopped her from exposing her bra clad tits to me. What the Hell is wrong with me? For such an incestuous pervert, I’m such a moron.

“What does it look like I’m doing, Michael,” she said with a smile. “I’m removing my clothes.”

She’s removing her clothes? She’s removing her clothes! As if there was a fire alarm bell going off on my head, the sexual, incestuous lust I had for her finally came to a boil or in my case, to a head, when my cock quickly began to stiffen by the thought of finally seeing Ellen naked, naked, naked, naked.

Not wanting to ruin the moment by asking her anymore dumb questions that may make her feel uncomfortable, rethink what she’s doing, ruin the mood, and stop her from undressing in front of me, I bit my lip this time. While waiting for her to start unbuttoning her blouse again, I stared at the impressions her nipples of her C cup breasts made in her blouse. God, she has such big tits and I can’t wait to see them. Was I finally going to see my big sister in her bra? Was I finally going to see Ellen’s tits? Instead of shutting my mouth, instead of remaining quiet, and instead of just enjoying the impromptu striptease show, I felt compelled to ask her the question.

“Why?”

Only, this time, I was glad that I asked her the question.

“It’s Nude Day, silly.”

She knows it’s Nude Day. After all the plotting and planning that I had been ankara escort making in the desperate and horny hopes of seeing my sister naked in celebration of Nude Day, my sister was freely undressing in front of me. What’s wrong with this picture? This was just way too easy.

“Nude Day?” I looked at her pretending that I was stunned that there was even such a day as Nude Day. “It is?”

Being the pervert that I am, of course, I knew it was Nude Day. I’ve been frustratingly awaiting this very day for months. Nude Day to a pervert is a sacred holiday in the way that Christmas is to a Catholic. Up until now, it was my intention to invite her to a nude barbeque, but forget about that. I have the real Nude Day deal right in front of me. I looked at her with incestuous lust. Unable to construct the question, with my palms sweating, my cock swelling, and my voice shaking, I did somehow.

“Does that mean you’re getting (gulp, double gulp, when I thought of seeing her tits) naked?”

“Of course I’m getting naked silly and you should celebrate the holiday with me by getting naked, too.”

Oh, my God! Are you kidding me? My soon to be naked sister wants me to celebrate the Nude Day holiday with her by getting naked in front of her? My cock throbbed with the thought of exposing myself to my sexy sister. I know it’s wrong, but I always wanted to flash my sister my cock. I was curious, an understatement, what her reaction would be to seeing my big prick. Yet, there was no way that I could just pull out my cock, disrespect her, and ruin the brotherly and sisterly relationship we had by replacing it with an incestuous one by exposing myself to her, but now I had an her official invitation. Now with her undressing, with her getting naked, and with her celebrating Nude Day and asking me to get naked, too, this was my dream come true.

Only, just as I thought that, in my feeble attempt to justify my incestuous lust for my sister, I couldn’t help but wonder if incestuous sex would make us closer and our brotherly and sisterly relationship even better. With her already giving me an inch, still not satisfied with seeing her naked, I wanted to give her all eight of my inches. Oh, yeah, now that my sister was intent to get naked and show me her naked body, I want to have sex with her, too. I wanted to watch her blow me, suck my cock, before I fucked her, really fucked her. Someone, somewhere, should do a scientific study to weigh the merits of incestuous sex between a parent, a sibling, a cousin, aunt, uncle, and a grandparent, that is, so long as all sexually parties are consenting adults.

I could only imagine what the holidays would be like around the dining room table with sister Sally sitting on Uncle Willie’s lap, while he feels her tits and she bounces up and down on his cock. I wonder, would the holidays be better or worse? Then, remembering my holidays with my family fighting and arguing, they couldn’t possibly be any worse. Perhaps, with everyone naked and having sex with one another, they’d all finally stop their feuding.

Something that I always wanted to do as a horny, incestuous guy, to see my sexy sister naked, here I am jumping way ahead of myself by thinking of having incestuous sex with my sister, when all that she’s doing is undressing in front of me and stripping naked in celebration of the Nude Day holiday. Slow down. Take a breath. Relax and just enjoy the show.

Nude Day? I love Nude Day and I love my sister. Only, I still couldn’t wrap my brain around my sister voluntarily getting naked in front of me without me having to trick her to do so. I was hyperventilating again.

One step at a time. Slow down. Take a breath. Calm down. Maybe, once she’s naked, one thing will lead to another. Maybe I’ll finally get to find out what’s it like to kiss, French kiss, my sister. Maybe I’ll finally get to touch and know what it’s like to feel my sister in places where no brother should ever touch and feel his sister. Maybe I’ll finally get to have sex with my big sister. Oh, my God. I was so excited with the horny sexual anticipation and incestuous lust of having sex with my sister.

With the concentrated look, as if I was about to score a new high on a favorite video game, with the focused stare of a terrorist in a crowded airport surmising all the people to murder, and with the same focused stare that President Obama had when his Navy Seals took out Osama bin Laden, I watched her unbuttoning her blouse. My eyes were bugging out of my head. I only needed to see my sister wrap herself around a pole to make this better.

This wasn’t like my reserved sister at all. Who is this woman and what did they do with my sister? Is she drunk? Is she on drugs? Has someone hypnotized her to strip naked in front of me, her perverted brother?

A dream come true, I couldn’t believe I was finally going to see my sister naked, naked, naked, naked. For years I’ve lusted over my sister. For years I wondered what her body looked like without all those clothes. For years, I wanted to touch her, feel escort ankara her, and have unbridled sex with her. Only, I was afraid to cross that incestuous line.

Unable to ever get a naked sense of her body, other than in my dreams and in my fantasies, finally, I was going to see her naked. Always in the past, I slowly stroked my cock with the imagined naked thoughts of her. Only, unable to clearly see her naked, she wears so many clothes, too many clothes to imagine her without them.

For years, I’ve tried to catch a glimpse of anything that I could see of her, a panty flash, a down blouse view, even a prolonged view of her strutting around in her bikini. Only, always so prim and proper, she’s so sexually modest. Always sitting like the lady that she is and always wearing clothes that never gave me so much as an up skirt or a down blouse view, I could only imagine what she looked like naked, while I masturbated over the naked thoughts of her. Now that we live in different cities, even my chance of seeing her in her bikini are slim to nil.

I stood there agog watching as she unbuttoned the last button of her blouse. With most of her bra in plain view, she flayed open her blouse, before unbuttoning her cuff buttons and removing her shirt. My big, sexy sister was standing in front of me in her sexy blue bra. Taking a few seconds for my brain to process what I was seeing, I couldn’t believe my eyes. Speechless, I could only stare. I was seeing my sister in her bra, something I’ve never seen before. Immediately, my eyes focused on the impressions her big nipples made in the thin fabric of her brassiere. I could feel my mouth involuntarily go in the shape of a goldfish hoping for food.

“Got milk?” I so wanted to say that, but didn’t for fear that I’d interrupt her from her striptease show again.

With her tits overflowing her bra cups, I just wanted to reach out my horny hands and touch the top of her tits, before sucking out her nipples right through her big brassiere. Oh, my God. Her abundant cleavage was right there in front of me, just mere inches away from my horny hands. I wanted to reach out and feel her big breasts through her bra, while holding her and kissing her, French kissing, while I forced her hand down to feel the hardness of my cock through my pants. I wanted to finger the impressions that her nipples made in her bra to tease them out a bit more, before reaching my hand inside to finger them.

Then, before I could adjust to her standing in front of me in her bra, she reached around behind her back and unbuttoned and unzipped her skirt. As if in slow motion, I watched her skirt slowly flutter to the floor, as my cock quickly hardened in my underwear and tented my pants. Now with my proud prick standing straight up, out, and stiff, I so wanted to unzip myself, pull out my cock, and masturbate to my sister’s striptease show.

As if she was a sexy lingerie model, she stood in front of me in just her bra and bikini panty. There’s just something sexy about a woman standing in front of me in her bra and panty, especially when that sexy woman is my sexy sister that I’ve been lusting over for years. I thought I’d die and I just wanted to touch her and feel her, before stripping her naked and fucking her.

“How do you like my body?” She said slowly twirling around.

Was that my invitation to touch her and to feel her? How do I like your body? Are you kidding me?

“I love your body. You have a beautiful body, Ellen.”

Oh, my God, my big sister has quite the hot body. Staring down from her bra covered breasts to her flat stomach to her panty covered pussy, I so wanted to reach out and cup her pussy through her panty and trace her pussy lips with my finger, before reaching around behind her to cup her sweet, round ass. It was then that I wondered again what it would be like to kiss my sister, really kiss my sister, French kiss my sister, while I felt her in places where no brother should ever feel his sister. I tried to stop myself from asking her the question but I couldn’t help myself from just blurting it.

“Aren’t you embarrassed undressing in front of me, Ellen, your brother? Aren’t you embarrassed standing there in front of me in your bra and panty? I mean, as if you’re already naked, I can practically see everything, your nipples and your pubic hair.”

Duh? What’s wrong with me? What’s with all the questions? Shut the Hell up. Why can’t I just stop talking? Why can’t I just let her strip off her clothes first and then ask questions later, after she’s standing in front of me naked. For now, just shut your stupid mouth.

“Well, now that you mention it, I will be embarrassed, if you don’t get naked, too,” she said with a sexy laugh.

Oh, my God, she wants me to get naked, too. I can’t do that, can I? Yeah, I can. I can do that. I always wanted to get naked in front of my sister. I longed to show her my cock. Now that she just invited me to get naked, I couldn’t believe that I was going to be naked with my sister.

Glad that I have such a ankara escort bayan close knit family, I love my sister. The only thing that would make the sight of seeing my sister naked better is if my Mom was celebrating Nude Day with us and stripping naked in front of me, too. I know it’s wrong, just as I know it’s perverted, but just as I’ve always wanted to see my sister naked, I’ve always wanted to see my mother naked, too. Then, I thought about celebrating the Nude Day holiday with all my aunts and all my female cousins. Now, that’s my idea of real a Nude Day. With all those tits and pussies crunched together, I could only imagine what it would feel like to have a group, Nude Day, family hug.

“Okay,” I said. “Sorry.”

Nervously, I started unbuttoning my shirt. Then, my sister took control of the situation. She took a step forward, reached out her hands, and unbuckled my pants. With her fingertips inches away from my bulging cock, as if she was just as eager to see me naked, as much as I was eager to see her naked, I couldn’t believe my sister was helping me to undress. If I’m dreaming now, don’t pinch me to wake me up. Not even in my wildest fantasies, never in a million years would I ever think my sister would be helping me to get out of my pants.

Then, when she pulled down my zipper and pushed down my pants, overwhelmed with incestuous lust, I looked at her with the uncontrollable thoughts of wanting to touch her, feel her, grope her, and have sex with her right then and right there. I so wanted to push her back on the couch, strip her naked, and have my incestuous way with her. My cock was already tenting my underwear. Never have I been as hard and as excited as I was now. All I could think of was how wet her pussy was and how warm her mouth was.

“Wow. Someone is excited. Someone has an erection,” she said pinching the head of my cock through my underwear with her thumb and index fingers. Show me your cock, Michael,” she said falling to her knees in front of me.

Oh, my God, are you kidding me? Incestuous overload, it took all the self-control I had not to whip out my cock, put a hand to the back of my sister’s pretty head, and fill her mouth with all of me, while fondling her big tits through her bra and sticking a hand in her bra to finger her nipples. All this time I thought that I was the incestuous pervert. All this time I thought I was the one who wanted my sister, when she was the one lusting over me.

“Gees, Ellen, take it easy. Relax. Slow down. You’re making me nervous.”

Now that she called my bluff, now with the shoe on the other foot, I was the prey and she was the huntress. I was stunned. I was excited. I was nervous. My sexy sister just asked me to show her my cock and my knees were shaking. With her kneeling down in front of me, I couldn’t believe she was staring at my bulge in my underwear in the way I’ve always stared at every part of her sexy body, while imagining what she looked like naked.

“C’mon, show me. I want to see my baby brother’s prick,” she said reaching out her hand again and feeling my hard prick through my underwear, before leaning forward and sucking my erection through the cotton material.

Oh, my God, my sister just sucked my cock through my underwear. If the touch of her hand wasn’t enough, in the way that she sucked my cock through my underwear was the most erotic thing that’s ever happened to me. No one has ever sucked my cock through my underwear. Her breath was so warm and her mouth was so wet. I could feel her tongue flick at the head of my cock. Accustomed to leaving a wet stain of pre-cum on my underwear, when thinking about my sexy sister naked, how appropriate for my sexy sister to leave a wet stain of saliva on my underwear with her mouth.

First, the feel of my sister’s hand on my bulge and then to feel her warm mouth and her hot breath on my cock through my underwear was more than I could take. It took all the control I had not to whip out my cock, stick it in her mouth, put a hand to the back of her head, and fuck her face, while humping her pretty mouth. I so wanted her to give me a blowjob now, the reality of which was no doubt going to happen, especially after she just sucked my cock through my underwear.

What the Hell is happening? Is she on drugs? Is she drunk? This inappropriate behavior just isn’t like her. All this time I thought I was the pervert. I never knew my sister was a pervert, too. It must run in the family. I never knew my sister was lusting over me, as much as I was lusting over her. Well, now that I knew, this was going to be the best Nude Day of my life.

Only, having second thoughts, afraid to cross the imaginary incest line, now that she called my bluff, I balked. I was hesitant to get naked. I was crossing the line and once I crossed the line, it was the point of no return. This was my sister. Once naked, no doubt, I was about to have incestuous sex with my sister. Yet, I didn’t care. If I pulled down my underwear now with her on her knees in front of me and her face so close to my bulging erection, I couldn’t help but imagine her leaning forward and taking my stiff cock in her hand, before taking my hard prick in her mouth. Instead of just going with the flow, obeying her wish to see my cock, I decided to play games.

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Note from Author: Hello, all. This is something I’ve been working on for several months, on-and-off. It started out as a little drabble that I ended up adding to and editing, finding myself more and more invested. I have quite a lot of story already written up, but will be going through with a fine-toothed comb for inconsistencies. I expect updates will be very regular.

I’ve always had an interest in Incest between brother and sister and so this came to me very easily.

With that preamble out of the way, I do hope you’ll enjoy!

— Chapter 1 —

“We’re back!” Dad called out as I shut the front door behind us.

“Welcome home, you two,” Mom called from the kitchen. “Dinner will be another half-hour yet, so you’ve plenty of time to get changed and wash up.”

“Thanks, Mom.” I kicked off my snow-covered boots and made quick work of my oversized parka and gloves. This time of year was nothing short of awful in Alaska. Not only was it freezing cold but the air was damp, making the carpentry Dad and I do all the more difficult and exhausting.

Every muscle ached as I dragged myself into the kitchen and inhaled as deeply as I could. Mom was making my favorite, beef stew. Just smelling the deliciousness gave me a little extra pep. I made my way around the kitchen island and gave Mom a quick kiss on the cheek.

“You know you didn’t have to cook if you weren’t feeling up to it, right? I would’ve done it.”

My Mom, Emma, waved her hand to dismiss it. “Don’t worry about it, darling. I’m feeling fine today. Besides, if you’d started making dinner at this time of the evening we wouldn’t end up eating until eight o’clock.”

I studied her face carefully. Mom suffered from awful migraines and had done for most of her life. There were plenty of days where she’d just stay in bed with the curtains drawn, trying to sleep to escape the pain. Because of that, my sister and I had learned how to do a lot of the household tasks at a young age, so since we lived at home in our 20’s, we often cooked, cleaned and such.

“Well, thanks anyway.”

I’d only just gotten to the stairs in the living room before I realized something was very, very out of the ordinary. I called out to Mom, “by the way, where’s Ellie? She’s normally popped up by now to say hey.”

“Hey, bro!”

I didn’t have time to react before she’d pounced on my side and latched herself to my chest, I had to grab the banister as she nearly took us both to the floor.

“Jesus, careful sis… I’m covered in glue and crud from work, you don’t wanna be touching me right now.”

My sister, Ellie, was two years younger than me at twenty one, though she still welcomed me home like a toddler would. At least on this occasion, likely because of the crud all over me, she hopped down onto the bottom stair. Her hand came up to rest on mine, giving me a squeeze as her smiling teal eyes shone up at me.

My stomach flip-flopped as it always did whenever she gave me that look.

“Aden?” I heard her say as her eyebrows knit together in concern, though she still had a ghost of a smile playing at her lips. “Are you okay?”

“Huh?” I blinked and yanked myself out of my reverie. “Yeah, yeah. Sorry.” I ran a hand through my hair out of embarrassment. “It’s just been a really long day, I’m pretty tired.”

Ellie’s face quickly relaxed back into the bright smile I adored so much. It often brought out one of my own as her happiness was so damn infectious. She gave my hand a gentle squeeze before looking down at my muck-glazed arms, some of which now covered her forearms.

“I can see that… you definitely need a shower and now I need to wash up, too,” she complained, as though it were somehow my fault.

I rolled my eyes. “I did warn you.”

“Alright, alright, you two. Break it up, coming through,” Our Dad, Tom, said as he slipped past us down the stairs, towel over his shoulder while giving Ellie a quick hair rustle.

She threw dad a smile. “Hi, Dad. How was work?”

Dad just shook his head and carried on to his en suite bathroom next to their ground floor bedroom. “It was fine. We’ll talk more at dinner.”

I looked back to my sister and smirked at her confused look. “I’ll tell you about it later. Are we still on for watching that movie?”

Her mood seemed to brighten further as she nodded. “Definitely!” Though she frowned as she finally caught the smell radiating off of me. “As long as you do a good job of washing. You really do stink something awful.”

“Rude.” I flicked her nose. “Now let me shower.”

Ellie hopped around me, dragging her arm around my chest and made her way into the kitchen to offer Mom a hand.

I made my way up to the upstairs bathroom that Ellie and I shared and spun the shower on to heat up as I stripped out of my clothes and stretched my tired muscles, eyeing myself in the mirror. Man, I was a mess. Glue residue and sap clung to my arms, chunks of sawdust were lodged in my hair and that was before I realized just how damn awful I stunk glory hole secrets porno of sweat. It’d been one hell of a hard day’s work. Good job it was the weekend.

I took a quick look over my body in the mirror as always. To be honest, I’d always been pretty happy with it. I had faintly defined muscles from work and working out and kept myself groomed pretty decently. I’d never felt weak or unattractive, let’s put it that way. Well, aside from the nasty scar on my left thigh from that car accident years ago. I flexed like a dumb ass, noting again how I hadn’t inherited my Dad’s meatier frame, instead being more of a middle ground between my parents. I was over six foot two tall at my last check. Slim but not weedy, muscled but not popping out all over the place.

I met my own eyes in the mirror, “and I was just thinking that Ellie behaves like a kid.”

As warming steam started to fill up the room I hopped into the spacious shower and sighed in pleasure. There was absolutely nothing like the feeling of hot torrents of water spraying over tired muscles. I took my usual few minutes to just stand there and let the water do its work – allowing my mind to wander as it always did when left with nothing to do for more than a few moments.

It didn’t take long before my sister filled my mind’s eye.

I immediately recalled the way she’d looked at me before I came upstairs. There was just something intense about her teal eyes, the way they shone like the clearest ocean made them utterly captivating. It always made me feel like a complete klutz when I lost myself in them.

I started scrubbing at my hair to try and dislodge the damn wood shavings. The way she’d jumped on me when I got home always reminded me of when we were younger.

Ellie and I had always been real close. It was a side effect of living in such a small neighborhood in rural Alaska with an even smaller population. We had one or two friends that we’d made through college, but for the most part we were on our own. People tended to move to the city as soon as possible, and it’s not like we were willing to consistently drive a twelve hour round trip into Anchorage to hang out every Friday.

I struggled with the damn shampoo bottle for a few moments before squirting a huge glob in my hair and going to town on the tangled mess.

To be honest, most of the neighbors and townsfolk just referred to sis and I as a pair, since we almost never went anywhere without each other. Mom and Dad often joked that we were more twin-like than actual twins. They weren’t wrong. Or rather, they hadn’t been wrong until I’d started college.

That was a weird part of my life. I was glad to be studying, I’d gone for Engineering and Music, but it was a jarring transition where me and Ellie saw each other way less often.

In an odd way, it felt like being away from each other made our relationship even stronger, as we made the most of the spare evenings we’d have together.

I remembered how upset she became when I was around less and less. She understood, obviously, but it didn’t make it any easier. That was when she’d first taken to giving me big hugs and snuggling up to me when we’d watch movies.

Getting so physically close had its side-effects, though. The main one being that I’d become even more aware of how incredibly attractive my sister was.

Ellie stood around a foot shorter than me with thick, raven-colored hair that dangled past the middle of her back. A pair of bangs framed her incredible breasts; at least an E cup at an amateur guess and shaped perfectly. Shaped perfectly went for most of her body, though, to be honest. She was petite but didn’t lack curves, with an hourglass shape that led down to a heart-shaped butt and wide hips, flowing into curvy legs that were proportioned perfectly with the rest of her figure. To top it all off she had those gorgeous, almond-shaped teal eyes that twinned my own and lips that seemed, somehow, to be permanently set in a smile.

Scrubbing the shampoo from my head, I realized exactly where my thoughts were going and felt a familiar pang of guilt; not unlike when I was spending time with her and ended up staring at almost any part of her body. I wasn’t sure if it was because I just found her to be so perfect, or if it was a remnant of caveman brain that wouldn’t allow me to look away from someone so attractive.

I looked down at my almost rock-hard cock and considered rubbing one out. Better not, I thought, I didn’t have much time before dinner. I went to work on scrubbing my legs instead.

Working on my own legs just made me think of one of the many, many memories I had of Ellie lying on my bed. Whenever she would read she’d take the same position, on her front with her elbows on the sheets, chin in her hands and kicking her feet up and down behind her. It was adorable to see her lose herself, to see her expressions subtly change to the material, to watch the way two slim fingers would tuck loose hair behind her ear, and to grup sex see her little feet come to a stop near her lower back with crossed ankles.

I sighed with a shake of my head. There was no point in lying to myself, really. I was in love with my younger sister. I’d known it for a long time and, gradually, managed to make peace with that strange fact.

It was wrong. I knew that. I knew that, but nothing was ever gonna happen. I scrubbed at my legs as I thought back to when I’d realized, but I couldn’t. I wasn’t sure exactly when it had happened.

Between all the different things we’d do together the conversation always flowed so damn naturally. Our senses of humor were the same, though methods different. I was more sarcastic and self-deprecating – much to her frustration – while she was delightfully lighthearted and teasing. Her bright outlook on life, her positivity and her passion drove me on.

I let out another sigh, trying to derail this train of thought.

Satisfied with my cleanliness, I turned the shower off and hopped out. I made quick work of drying off and made my way into the bedroom to grab a t-shirt and shorts before hot-tailing it downstairs.

The ladies were still working over the stove and just about to dish up from the looks of it. Part of me wanted to make fun, it was usually me standing there.

“That still smells amazing, Mom.”

Mom glanced up at me and then down to Ellie with a wink. “Thank you, dear, but I think you should be complimenting your sister as she was the one who did most of the work.”

I raised an eyebrow at my sis. She’d always been a decent cook, but since Mom or I generally took on the task she rarely got to do much of it.

Her cheeks flushed a cute pink as she glanced sideways at me. “That’s not really true, Mom. I just got it started and simmering.” I could see the corners of her lips jutting upwards.

Someone was proud of themselves.

“Mom’s right, you know. That is most of the work and from the smell it seems like you did a great job, sis. I can’t wait to munch it.” I gave her a wink which only made her blush more for some reason.

“Smells good!” Dad more or less bellowed as he stepped into the kitchen, smelling and looking fresh and clean. “What’s everyone drinking tonight, the usual?” He stuck a meaty hand in my hair and ruffled it up as he walked to the fridge.

We all chorused “yep” before grabbing our seats at the table. Ellie came out with our parents’ plates first then dashed back to the kitchen to grab ours. After setting hers down, she walked around behind me and leaned over.

“I hope you like it, Aden,” she whispered with what sounded like a hint of nervousness.

I turned to look up at her and nearly jumped at how close she was. Our noses almost bumped as she smiled at me. “Y-yeah, I’m sure it’ll be great, sis.”

Her nervous smile brightened right up as she went to sit in her spot next to Mom.

I looked down at my plate and my stomach lurched. I hadn’t realized how hungry I was, so I wasted no time in digging into the stew and potatoes. The tenderness, the fragrance, the depth of the gravy were absolutely incredible and I couldn’t hold back the almost sexual groan that escaped me.

“This is incredible, Ellie. I don’t think I’ve ever made anything this good before,” I said.

“Oh, be quiet. You’re the best cook in the house by a mile and you know it,” she shot back with a laugh.

“She’s not wrong, Son,” Dad interjected. When he was met with two sets of raised eyebrows from the ladies, he rushed to swallow his mouthful. “Not that this isn’t delicious.”

Mom and Ellie glanced at each other before bursting into giggles. Dad and I couldn’t help our own smirks as we continued to tear into our meals.

“I take it you both had a hard day then, hm? Let’s not forget our manners though,” Mom chided.

Dad and I looked at each other. Both of our lips were lined with gravy and we both held a large crust of bread. Maybe Mom had a point.

“You’re both really hungry, was it really that rough today?” Ellie questioned as she laid her fork down and wiped her mouth with a napkin.

Dad took a sip of his whiskey and coke. “When it gets around to this time of the year it makes woodworking slower and more difficult,” he explained. “Moving, cutting, gluing, storing, fitting. Not to mention how the cold really gets in and does a number on your joints while you’re trying to focus on detailed work.”

I took a swig of my beer and nodded first at dad then turned to the ladies.

Ellie’s eyebrows knit together. “You’re both dressing correctly for the weather, right?”

I glanced at dad, down at my plate then back at Ellie.

“Right?” she repeated, this time with a hint of a threat behind the question.

“Of course they aren’t,” Mom answered.

I put on my best puppy-dog eyes. “Hey! It’s as though you don’t trust us to work safely.”

Mom’s eyes opened into thin slits and cut both Dad and I a sharp glance. “That hd porno would be because I don’t.”

“Moving on,” Dad interjected. “How did school go, darling?”

Nice one, Dad.

“It was fine, nothing special happened today.” She smiled at me for some reason. “Although, I do have a lot of reading to get on with over the next week.”

I bit back a smile of my own.

Whenever Ellie had reading to do she would do it on my bed. For Ellie, reading was a definite passion, not a chore. She would lose herself in her books and in my company for hours on end.

This year Ellie was in her final semester of college studying literature and finance. She didn’t have a part time job as there just weren’t any job openings within a reasonable distance of our house. She often helped out doing admin work for our Dad’s company to earn some cash, the same company I work for. I’d done a lot of part time work with him from my early teens, so it only made sense that once I finished college I’d work for my Dad. It was a great opportunity. I loved the work, Dad and I got along well, the pay was fantastic and I was pretty damn good at it, too.

That aside, the fact that she would be finishing college soon would mean she’d be working for dad’s company full-time in the admin side, meaning we’d be seeing a whole lot more of each other both at work and in our spare time. The thought alone filled me with an intense glee, as well as a usual pang of guilt.

Having her around gave me a real feeling of focus and serenity, something that was sorely lacking when she wasn’t there. It just made me work harder, perform better, and I wasn’t exactly sure why. Maybe to impress? I didn’t know.

Breaking away from my thoughts, I took another sip of beer before looking up at my sis. “If you want to we can skip the movie, El. You’re welcome to get on with some reading while I tune up my guitars or something.”

She winked at me in a way that made my stomach flutter. Dammit, she had no idea what she did to me.

“It’s okay. I’ve got plenty of time to get on with my assignments.” She flicked a loose wad of hair behind her ear. “Besides, we’ve both been looking forward to this movie for months.”

I shrugged. “It’s no big deal, we can watch it anytime. I don’t want to distract you from your studying.”

She shook her head, the bangs she’d just flicked out of the way landed back on her chest. “Don’t be silly, you’re not distracting me at all. I promise.”

I narrowed my eyes. “Are you sure?”

“Yes, I’m sure.”

I leaned back. “Are you really sure?”

She blurted out a laugh. “Yes, I’m really, really sure!”

I crossed my arms. “You don’t sound sure.”

She screwed up her napkin and launched it square at my forehead. “Okay, okay! We’ll watch the movie.”

I couldn’t help but mirror her silly smile.

“You’re so stupid,” she laughed.

Dad and Mom watched in amusement. “Do you two wanna come watch, too?” I offered. I doubted they’d be interested but it never hurts to ask.

“You two go ahead,” Dad said. “You don’t want your movie night spoiled by a third and fourth wheel.” He laughed at Ellie’s bright red blush.

“Go on up and enjoy yourselves,” Mom added. “I’ll take care of the dishes.” She reached up to stroke Ellie’s cheek and brush her hair behind her ear. Mom really was an amazing woman.

“I don’t mind do-,” I started.

“Nonsense, it’s only a few plates.”

Ellie looked over at me. “If you’re sure, Mom.”

Mom huffed. “Yes, yes, I’m sure! Go and watch your… whatever it’s called. Enjoy yourselves. If you’re not going to go out on the weekend then I want you to at least have some fun.”

Ellie grinned and bent down to plant a kiss on Mom’s cheek. “Okay, thanks Mom!” She then turned to me. “I’ll go get us some drinks if you want to get everything ready upstairs?”

I nodded. “Sure. Oh, grab some of that caramel popcorn while you’re there.”

Her grin told me it was already on her list. “That goes without saying, bro.”

I thanked Mom and Ellie again for the dinner and made my way up to my room. It wasn’t the biggest room in the world but it was plenty for my needs. My double bed sat in the middle of the left wall along with my prized guitars. Opposite was my TV, gaming and PC station along with my guitar amps. The rest of the walls had a number of shelves holding music, games, memorabilia, music and a few photos of the family throughout the years.

I made quick work of sorting the bed. Pulling the pillows out and straightening the sheets, I laid the pillows against the headboard and flicked off the lights before reclining in my usual spot in the middle of the bed.

Just as I grabbed the remote and got everything loaded up, Ellie slipped into the room.

“I’m sorry I took so long, I was just trying to find something.” She nudged the door closed with her butt and made her way to the bedside table.

“It’s cool, I’ve got it all ready to go.”

My eyes locked on, as if magnetically drawn to her chest when she leaned over to set down our drinks. The half-undone hoodie exposed the deep shadow of her cleavage and the edges of her white sports bra that, somehow, harnessed the flesh beneath. I could feel the blood rushing to my crotch and gulped so loudly I was scared she could hear it.

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Finn smiled at the shocked faces in front of him. He’d hated the Melbourne twins for as long as he could remember, and now he finally had a chance to get even.

He pointed to his smartphone screen for emphasis, as if they didn’t already know he had just snapped a picture of them making out.

“Man, I wonder what your parents will think of this? Good little brothers and sisters don’t make out with each other, you know.”

Ben and Nadia glared at him, their fine-featured faces wearing matched expressions of hate.

“What do you want, fucker?” Nadia’s blue eyes flashed, and she tossed her golden hair contemptuously.

An idea hit Finn suddenly, and he grinned broadly as he ran a hand through his own dark hair.

“I haven’t had a good lay in forever. Since you two horndogs are clearly in the mood anyway, let’s make it a threesome!” His eyes glinted wickedly. “If you satisfy me, I won’t show this lovely family photo to your mom and pop.”

Ben started to stand, his hands balled into fists. “You son of a bitch!” he snarled. “You think you can blackmail us?” But Nadia laid a delicate hand on his chest, holding him back. Ben was no wimp, but Finn had a reputation as the dirtiest fighter at school.

“If we do this, you have to let us delete the picture so you can’t blackmail us again,” she said. Finn smiled, noting to himself that she was the cleverer of the siblings.

“Deal,” he said.

One short, tense car ride later, they were at Finn’s place. He took advantage of the twins’ distraction as they checked out his place, and quickly texted the photo to his email for safekeeping.

“Enter, please, my friends!” He swept the door open, and ushered them in.

A short time later, they were naked in his room, Nadia sucking his cock and looking up at him with those electric blue eyes of hers. He moaned and thrust his hips, enjoying the sight of the school’s rich princess on her knees serving him.

“Oh, that’s good,” he moaned. “Bet you’ve had a lot of practice on your brother, hmm?” Nadia’s eyes darkened, but she said nothing, and Ben avoided his gaze. Finn just smiled and twined his fingers through Nadia’s hair as he started fucking her throat.

She gagged and tried to push him away, but he just thrust deeper, sighing happily as her tight throat opened to take him all the way down. When his balls started to tighten, he let her go.

“You bastard!” she wiped her mouth angrily. “What did you do that for? I could barely fuck in traffic porno breathe!”

In response, he pulled her to her feet and kissed her hard, until she moaned into his mouth.

“Doesn’t seem like you’re really all that angry,” he smirked. She stuck her tongue out at him, half annoyed and half playful.

Ben had been doing his best to ignore them, but Finn could see that his cock was getting hard despite that.

“Hey, Prince Charming, take a turn in your sister’s mouth while I fuck her pussy,” he said, reaching over to smack Ben’s ass.

The sandy-haired boy waved Finn’s hand away, but positioned himself in front of Nadia’s mouth anyway, and she slurped him down hungrily. Before long, Ben was fucking her mouth just like Finn had.

Meanwhile, Finn moved behind her and slid a fingertip along her already-wet slit.

“You’re enjoying this, you little cocksucker!” He slid his finger deep inside her, making her moan. After finger-fucking her to get her ready, Finn slid his hard dick into her pussy in one motion, making her moan and arch her back. He slid in and out, moaning at her heat and tightness, and growing harder when he saw how every thrust pushed her nose against Ben’s pubes and made her gag.

He slid a hand to tease her clit as he fucked her, and smiled as Ben started tweaking her nipples, making her squirm like a bitch in heat. He smacked her ass and thrust into her hard, loving how her cunt squeezed his cock when he pounded her.

After a while he started fucking her slower, so as not to cum just yet. Her legs were already trembling, and her eyes were watering from deepthroating her brother, but he still had more in mind for her. While he fucked her with long, deep strokes, his thumb slipped to her asshole and started making gentle circles. Nadia gurgled in protest and tried to shift away, and the boys’ eyes met in understanding.

“I’ve never fucked her there,” Ben said, but made no move to stop Finn’s exploration.

Her tight sphincter slowly gave way as he pushed his thumb deeper, and she moaned. Finn pointed to a bottle of lube on the nightstand, and Ben stopped fucking his sister’s mouth long enough to retrieve it. Nadia gasped and tried to squirm away, but Finn held her close.

“Please, not there!” she begged. “You’re too big for my ass, and you’ve already fucked me so hard I can barely stand!”

Finn stroked her back and buttocks soothingly, leaning over full porno her to whisper in her ear.

“I’m going to fuck this tight ass,” he told her. “But if you push out like a good little girl, it will hurt less.”

She whimpered in nervous submission as he pushed his finger deeper, letting his cock slip out of her pussy in preparation for her ass-fucking. She looked to her brother for comfort, and he stroked her cheek as he handed Finn the lube.

“It’ll be okay, sis,” he said. “Besides, I’ve always said you have a hot ass!” She glared at him and moaned as Finn’s now-lubed cockhead pushed at her tight rosebud. She gasped as he pushed past the resistance, deeper into her ass, and she clutched at her brother desperately as her legs started quivering uncontrollably.

Unexpectedly, Ben grabbed her head and started fucking her throat again, muffling her screams as Finn fucked her deep in the ass.

Finn moaned deep in his throat. He was fucking a hot, stuck-up blonde girl in her ass while she gagged on her brothers cock. This must be what heaven was like, he thought.

Before long, Ben exploded in his sister’s mouth with a groan of pleasure. She slurped the hot cum up greedily, swallowing as if by reflex, and licking her lips to get the little dribbles that escaped her mouth. Ben sighed happily and began to massage her sides and back, helping her relax for the rough ass-fucking she was enduring.

Finn could tell she was starting to enjoy it, though, as she lifted her hips up to meet his thrusts. When she started wiggling her ass in little circles, begging for more, he spanked her and fucked her harder. That drew a reaction immediately.

“Oh, yes!” she screamed. “Ream my little ass, you bastard! Fuck me like an ass-slut!”

Finn was tempted to empty his balls into her butt, but he still had one more thing planned, so he pulled out, causing Nadia to moan in distress.

“Put it back,” she pleaded. “I want to feel you cum in my ass.”

“Maybe later,” he replied. “For now, that will be your brother’s pleasure.”

Once again, he enjoyed their shocked looks. Ben predictably started to protest.

“No way, man!” he said quickly, backing away from Finn a few steps. “I don’t swing that way.”

But Nadia stepped in at this point, marching up to her brother and grabbing him by the cock.

“Listen here, mister,” she said. “You let me get fucked in my ass, so you can take the same, or I’ll show Mom gizli çekim porno and Dad the picture myself!”

With that, she pushed him onto Finn’s bed and forced him to get on all fours, stroking his cock all the while.

With a grin, she grabbed the lube and spread his butt cheeks wide, exposing the tight hole. Looking Finn right in the eyes, she slowly slide a lubed-up finger deep into her brother’s asshole, making him moan uncomfortably.

“C’mon, big boy,” she said to Finn. “Come make my brother your bitch just like you did to me.”

Finn pressed his rock-hard cock against Ben’s asshole, enjoying how he clutched the sheets and wiggled his ass nervously, and how his sister pinned him to the bed with her body weight and spread his butt cheeks to help him get fucked.

When his cock slipped past the resistance into the other boy’s ass, Finn moaned deeply. Nadia moaned too, slapping her brother’s ass hard. Ben groaned and whimpered quietly, trying not to cry out.

That resolve broke down quickly as Finn started to fuck him pumping his cock in and out slowly, going balls-deep each time. Ben made a noise that was halfway between a moan and a scream, but Nadia still held him down, reaching between his legs to play with his cock.

Finn looked deep into her eyes while he fucked her brother, loving the evil spark he saw in those blue orbs. She moved to kiss him suddenly, and he was surprised by the passion.

“Fuck my brother hard, stud,” she said. “It makes me so hard to watch him taking your cock in his ass!”

She kissed him deeper, sliding her tongue against his, and he erupted into Ben’s ass, moaning loudly into Nadia’s mouth as he came. She continued playing with her brother’s cock and balls at the same time, until he too exploded in a hot, sticky mess.

She tossed her hair and smiled wickedly as she licked her brother’s cum off her hand, then leaned down to clean Finn’s cock as it slipped out of Ben’s well-fucked ass.

Ben crawled off the bed sheepishly, carefully avoiding eye contact with either of his partners. Finn smiled and sighed contentedly as Nadia finished cleaning his cock, then laid her head on his chest.

Later, after the twins went home, Finn fired up his computer and checked his email. Noting that the twincest picture was safe and sound, he began dreaming up other ways he could blackmail the siblings. Though given the way Nadia at least had reacted, he thought, blackmail might not be required.

Epilogue:

Finn and Nadia became college sweethearts, and married soon after graduation. Every now and then, Ben visits — Nadia jokes that he comes for Finn’s cock in his ass. He always protests, but sooner or later, the three end up in the bedroom, and his ass always ends up well-fucked.

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He was so shy; I mean, at nineteen he looked physically like a boy of fifteen; you know all gangly arms and legs. He just didn’t seem to have matured at a nice even rate. Intellectually he was fine; came out of his school years near the top and was currently doing tertiary studies in chemistry, but as for the rest of him? It didn’t seem normal, and when other boys were starting to copulate with the girls, or each other for that matter, Ben showed not the slightest interest in either gender.

I suppose there was a bit of female ego involved plus a bit of guilt. Ego because I felt that the male should always be in pursuit of the female, or if not at least one of his own gender, and as a mother I didn’t want my boy to be different. Guilt because having booted his father out when Ben was six I hadn’t let any other men into the place to serve as a role model for Ben.

I’d read somewhere that role models are important. If some of our male relatives had been living close handy Ben might have been influenced by one of them, but none did live near. Of course, he might have found his role model in one of his teachers or someone in the church, but it didn’t seem to happen.

The other thing was, being sexually passionate myself I found it hard to understand someone who wasn’t, especially after experiencing some of the men I’d had sexual relationships with. Well there you are, another source of motherly guilt; I could have set up more or less permanently with one of those lovers, God knows some of them begged me to often enough.

One of them especially, a young minister who was appointed to our church for a while; he became an enthusiastic “pastoral” visitor to our place when Ben wasn’t around. I thought that guy would fuck me to death at times. He was so good in bed I almost decided to enter the marital condition with him, but then decided I didn’t fancy the ecclesiastical life style, and then he got transferred to a church in another state, and that was the end of that.

To get back to Ben and the story. When he was around sixteen I was so concerned about him I hauled him off for psychological tests. According to the psychologist it was me who had the problem.

“Good God, what do you expect,” he said, ” we don’t all mature at the same rate. Intellectually he’s outstanding, it’s just that he’s slower to mature in other areas of his life, just give him time. What I can see at the moment is an anxious mother not a problem son.”

So that seemed to be that and I relaxed and tried to be the understanding mother. That worked fine for a while, but by the time he got to eighteen and he still showed no signs of an interest in sex, I started to get concerned again. It just didn’t seem normal to me. I might have asked myself what “normal” is, but as I have implied, having such a powerful libido myself I just couldn’t understand why Ben didn’t.

That seems to be one of our human problems, measuring others by our own standards. Now I have to admit that Ben was a bit of a mother’s boy. I suppose our being so much together, and I having been the sole parent to bring him up, we tended to be heavily dependent on each other emotionally.

It was during his eighteenth year that I came to realise that Ben was not entirely without interest in women. There was one woman that he did relate to, me. I knew, of course, that a boy’s introduction to the female world was usually through his mother, and I started to wonder if I had played my part properly in his development in this regard.

I had heard that some sons had a lifetime devotion to their mothers, and I also knew about how sometimes that devotion became physical in the sexual sense, when some mothers decided they would initiate their sons into their sexual life. In keeping with what I took to be the majority view on these matters, I had thought rather disparagingly about mothers who allowed and even encouraged their sons to have sex with them.

Have you noticed how often once a thought is set in motion it seems to grow and develop? That’s what happened to me. The more I thought about it the more I began to wonder if my initiating Ben into his sex life might in fact help his development in that area.

I knew that if I was going to do something like that I would have to move cautiously; one false or hurried move might destroy the relationship we had. I would have to be constantly testing the situation until I felt I was getting a clear signal from Ben that he was interested.

I began with our usual physical contact and, as it were, developed or expanded it a little. The good morning and good night kiss that lingered just a little longer; my body pressed just a little closer to him; trying to see how he responded; did he return the body pressure; did his pupils dilate, and could I see any sign of an erection?

I had not been in the habit of being sparsely clad in his presence, but I gradually took to wearing more revealing clothes. I even went to the lengths of buying some clothes that would allow him to see more of me; this despite the fact family stroke porno that I had never needed to use this sort of lure with my lovers.

I thought I could see and feel him beginning to respond, but he was so incredibly reticent that at times I felt like giving up the attempt. Then I started to discover that I had, as people say, been “Hoist by my own Petard.” I had thought my purpose was objective, namely, to get my son interested in sex, but now it had become subjective; I started to become interested in getting him to have sex with me for my sake. In short, I started to really fancy him.

It occurred to me that having my own son’s penis in me, returning as it were to the place through which he had entered the world; to feel him there and experience his sperm filling me, would be truly delightful; the fulfilment of a close mother and son relationship.

My close physical contact with him became even closer and the embraces lasted even longer. I appeared more often in front of him wearing revealing clothes, letting him get glimpses of my breasts and thighs. I even went to the extent of getting rid of my current lover so as to concentrate all my sexual energy on Ben.

Now deprived of sexual gratification my fantasies about Ben grew ever wilder. He would experience me and then be unable to do without me; I would give him whatever he wanted; everything a woman can give to a man; we would go on as lovers for the rest of our lives; he would even make me pregnant, if at thirty nine that was still possible.

I knew the fantasies were just fantasies, and it might never work out like that, but they had me in their grip and would not let go.

During the evenings it was Ben’s habit to work at his studies in his room, and then as bedtime approached he would join me in the living room for a while. It was then I put the most pressure on him; leaning against him; touching his face and hair; even giving him soft kisses on his lips, while we talked about the day or some other topic. It was also the time when I tried to let him see as much of my body as possible, without being actually naked.

Throughout these evenings I watched him closely, looking for any signs that he might be repulsed or attracted. He certainly showed no signs of being repulsed, and to my joy he began to show clear signs that he was being aroused. Muffled as it was by his jeans I could definitely see his erections.

I knew he would be far too diffident to make a move, and that it would be up to me. Being driven myself to the most agonising states of arousal the moment came when I decided on the final step. I was in such a state that it had to be that, or stop my sexual teasing altogether.

That evening I selected a garment he had not seen me in before. It was a black negligee that simply wrapped across the front and was held together by a strip of clothes. I omitted panties and bras so that I was completely naked under the negligee.

I was in a hell of a state long before Ben arrived on the scene, my vagina lubricating copiously and nipples erect. I sat on the divan, our usual place for late evening hugging. The television set was on and they were showing some old film. I was so worked up and almost unable to keep still, I don’t think saw any of that film.

There were moments when I was tempted to rush to his room and say, “For God’s sake Ben, make love with me, I can’t stand it anymore.” However, I managed to restrain myself.

At last he came in. I extended my arms and said, “Come and cuddle me, darling.”

He hesitated for a moment, staring at me, then in a choking sort of voice he said, “That looks nice.”

“What does, darling?”

“That thing you’re wearing.”

I could see, even before I touched him, all the signs were there. His pupils dilated; his tongue as it flicked over his lips; above all his rising manhood.

He sat beside me and I could feel his tension that was reflecting my own.

“Give mother a kiss, then,” I said softly, and not leaving it up to him I did the kissing. For the first time I used my tongue to open his mouth, and probed and explored. I could feel him starting to quiver, but he made no attempt to follow up my move, so I took his hand and placing it on my breast I pressed his fingers over it. We were still kissing and it was then I felt his response. Inexpert as it was he began his own exploration of my mouth with his tongue.

I let him experience this for a while, then breaking from the kiss I slipped to the floor and squatted in front of him. My negligee fell open so that my breasts were exposed, and the manner of my squatting allowed him to see my pubic hair and the lips of my vulva.

He was now shaking very noticeably and he tried to look away, but I said, “I know what you need, darling, and mother’s going to give it to you.”

He was sitting on the edge of the divan looking quite helpless, and he made no protest as I began to remove his jeans and underpants.

Had I harboured any doubts they now female taxi porno fled. His manhood was standing up long and hard, with already little droplets of pre-cum oozing from his urethra. I was tempted to lick them off, but decided that at this stage it would be better not to.

His arousal was clear and I could see his penis throbbing in time with his heart beat, but he sat there looking so forlorn, so very young and shy.

I took off his shirt and said, “It’s all right, my love, I’m going to make you feel good.” With that I took his penis into my hand and started to very gently and slowly masturbate him.

Still squatting in front of him I looked up and him and smiled. I could see him looking down at my vagina in a rather bemused manner and what I had previously vaguely known was now driven home to me forcibly; I was introducing him to the female body.

For all that he was clearly aroused he still had that sad, forlorn look and I felt such compassion for him; I suppose it was a mother’s love for her son. Still smiling up at him I speeded up my masturbating and asked, “Does that feel good, darling?”

He said, “Oh yes mum,” but then he added almost inaudibly, “We shouldn’t be doing this, should we?”

“Perhaps, we shouldn’t darling,” I replied, “but who’s going to know? I want to make you happy, and make myself happy, but if you’d like me to stop…”

As if by reflex action his hand closed over the hand I was using to masturbate him and he gasped, “No…please don’t stop.”

I knew I had him in my power; he would do anything for me to continue, but he also had power over me. My previous sexual partners would have had to spend a while stimulating me to get me to the state of arousal I was in at that moment. My whole sex organ seemed to be on fire and engorged with blood, and I could distinctly feel lubricant seeping out of my tunnel. My whole being was burning for him so I made my next move.

I seemed to be having difficulty breathing and I was shaking almost as much as Ben. I stopped masturbating him and helping him to move into the right position, I sat across him.

He watched, fascinated, as I slowly lowered my sex organ onto his shaft. At the first touch of my inner lips he gasped, his eyes closed for a moment, and then he whispered, “Oh Mum.”

I lowered myself onto his length slowly, letting him experience the soft warm moistness of my canal. When his full length was in me I paused for a moment, gripping him with my vaginal muscle.

This drew a yowl of pleasure from him, and then, being the one in control, I began to move on him, angling his penis to press on different parts of my canal. I could see each new sensation reflecting in his face. At times his eyes would close, and then fly open as he strained up against me.

It is hard to describe the joy in the taking of the virginity of one’s own son; of freeing him from the inhibitions that his shyness had held him captive to. Once assured that he found nothing abhorrent about making love with his own mother, I too felt a sense of freedom.

He did not have the experience to control and hold back his ejaculation, and as his struggles to pull me down ever tighter onto him grew more urgent, I knew he was about to come.

Trying to time it exactly for his maximum pleasure I crushed myself down hard on him, forcing every last millimetre of his shaft into me, I gripped fiercely with my vagina again; he howled and released himself into me. He was howling and crying out with each new ejection, and I beat up and down on him, trying to match my rhythm with each discharge of his seed.

Even before he had penetrated me I had felt my orgasm lurking in my depths, but it was not until he had nearly finished his orgasm that I finally surrendered to my own. I began to shudder and pass into that state in which one is only partially aware of one’s surroundings and even the partner one is with.

I have often likened it to a meeting with the gods in some elysian fields where pain and pleasure are intermingled to the point where one is indistinguishable from the other. I know that as the first shock of my orgasm struck, I cried out, “Oh my God…neaargh.”

After that I seemed to be whirled in a kaleidoscopic world of coloured lights, hearing distant screams that must have emanated from me. When sanity began to return again I was still moving on Ben’s shaft trying to cope with the after tremors of orgasm. I could feel that his penis was now becoming limp and there seemed to be sweetness about that.

I became aware that he was speaking, asking, “Are you all right mum…are you okay?”

I looked down at him and smiled and told him quite truthfully, “I feel wonderful, darling.”

“But you were screaming and seemed to go crazy.”

I managed a weak laugh and replied, “That was just me having an orgasm darling, you’ll have to get used to that.”

As soon as I’d said it I realised I’d taken it for granted there would be other occasions when I would orgasm with female agent porno him. I looked down at him to see how he responded, but he gave no sign of my words having registered with him.

Feeling slightly fragile, and while still united with him, I leaned forward over him. His hands came up to cup both my breasts and fondle them.

Not sure whether I should or not, I took the risk and asked, “Did you like that, my love?”

He smiled up at me and said, “I’ve often tried to imagine what it was like, but never realised how beautiful it is. Why did you let me do it with you?”

“Because, my darling, I love you, and I thought it was well past the time when you should be experiencing a woman. You didn’t mind doing it with me?”

“No…no; did you know I wanted you?”

“Yes, I was fairly certain so I just took the chance. As it happens it’s been a wonderful experience for both of us.”

“For you as well?”

“Yes, darling, for me as well.”

I continued to sit over him, his penis in my vagina, for some time. It seemed it was my turn to be shy. There was something that I wanted to ask him but it took a while for me to find the nerve.

He was still playing with my breasts, touching them as if they were some precious object. Finally I came out with it; “Would you like to come to bed with me tonight?”

He paused in his breast fondling and looked up at me; “You’d let me do that?”

“That’s why I’ve asked you, my love.”

“You’d let me do it again with you?”

“Of course, if you really want to.”

“Thanks mum, he said in a hushed voice.”

I removed myself from him saying, “Then we’d better clean up.”

He looked at me solemnly and asked, “You don’t mind having my…mind me putting all that sperm inside you?”

“Of course not darling, after all that’s really what it’s all about.”

“You won’t get pregnant, will you?”

I laughed and said, “Not for the time being, I’m on the pill, so you don’t need to worry.”

Then a thought occurred to me; “Would you mind very much if I did get pregnant?”

As soon as I’d asked him I felt sorry. He had started to come out of his shell, and I seemed to have driven him back into it. He looked baffled and said, “I don’t know…I mean…you’re my mother…and we shouldn’t…you said ‘Who’s to know,” but if you got pregnant, wouldn’t people get suspicious?”

I smiled at him and tried to backtrack, saying, “Well, it’s not going to happen tonight. Come on, let’s shower and go to bed.”

His inexperience showed up in the shower because even though in washing his penis I brought him erect again, he made no attempt to take me standing there. He did, however, demonstrate that he had learned something from our first encounter.

When we got into bed I lay back waiting to see what he would do. For a while he rested on one elbow looking down at me. After a couple of minutes of this he leaned forward and kissed me softly on the lips. As he did this I felt his hand enfold one of my breasts. He kissed me again, this time there was a sense of urgency about it, and I opened my mouth to receive his tongue.

Now there was no hesitancy; he began to explore my mouth, seeming to be trying to taste my salvia. His hand was fondling my breast with increased urgency and I knew what the next step had to be.

Breaking from the kiss I put my hand under a breast and raised it to extend the nipple. I must admit my breasts are not the firm mounds they were in my youth, but in keeping with the rest of me – the rest of me being admittedly buxom – they are plump and soft with rather large and pink nipples.

“They’re nice for sucking,” I said, drawing his head down to the breast.

It always seems odd to me that men apparently know instinctively what to do with a breast. Ben’s mouth closed over my nipple as his hand began to explore my other breast.

His avid sucking started to send little shocks of warm pleasure though me. I held his head to me indicating that I did not want him to stop. I lay back relaxed, letting the experience course through me.

I had often been suckled before by my lovers, but there seemed something special having your own son do it. Perhaps it is the pleasure of recalling how you fed him as a child, and in a sense you are feeding him again, but his hunger is different, as is the satisfaction you give and receive.

I think I could have orgasmed just by what he was doing to me, but I chose not to. I wanted to experience again his length in me, but this time with him on top of me, the one in control.

I took the hand that was fondling my breast and drew it down to my vagina. I managed to get two of his fingers into my vagina and said, “Move them in and out of me darling.”

I felt him begin to move in that wet environment, and said, “Put another finger in.” I wanted him to give me some clitoral stimulation, but decided that would wait until the time I made him look at my genitals. I have a bit of an obsession about that.

There are so many men who have never looked directly at the female sex organ, and therefore never really know what they are touching. Besides, I am one of those women who demands to be given oral sex. Any man who refuses me that is soon disposed of. If Ben was going to be my lover for any length of time, then he would give me what I wanted.

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“Oh no.”

I run downstairs. I overslept, and need to hurry to make it to work on time. I burst into the bathroom only to hear my sister in the shower.

“Fuck!”

“What!?” My sister replies, startled.

“Overslept.”

“Sorry, I just got in. I thought you were gone.”

“No..Shit. I need a shower.”

“Sorry bro..”

I stand here thinking for a while, frustrated until an idea comes to me.

“Can I come in?”

“What?”

“Well, I can’t be late..Sorry if these is weird to ask,” I say worried.

“Yeah I don’t want you to be late or anything.”

My sister Nicki and I had always been close, so I suppose it wasn’t that odd to ask.

“Thank you thank you thank you. I owe you little sis,” I say, stripping down quickly and jumping in with her.

Nicki was facing away from me, towards the shower. I was somewhat caught off guard, and with any pretty girl I see my eyes go straight to her ass. For some reason I notice how nice, round and firm it is. I instantly feel guilty and turn my back to her. I shower normally, but when I get to my cock I notice it’s hard. I give it a couple of squeezes, not thinking anything of it. “Bye sis, thanks again,” I say as I finish my shower and leave for work.

After work I come home and sit on the couch and begin to watch TV. I hear my sister come home and complain about how hot it is. Then she comes into the living room in nothing but a bra and a thong.

Surprised, I joke, “Jeez Nick just make yourself comfortable.”

“Oh shut up, you saw more this morning.”

I laugh, “Oh yeah, I wanted to talk to you about that. You know how one of us always uses up the hot water?”

“Yeah?”

“Well what if we just keep doing this? That way we’ll both have all the hot water we want.”

She thinks about it for a moment, then says, “Sure.”

The next morning I wake up first, and get in the shower before her. I hear her come into the bathroom. I wonder if she was serious last night, then she comes into the shower.

“Good morning,” I say, suddenly fake cop porno very conscious of my morning wood and really hoping she wouldn’t notice. Or worse, think it was because of her nice breasts. I think I heard her say once they were 36C’s. I never noticed before but they’re really nice…Whoa, I can’t think things like that..

“Good morning big bro,” she says, and glances downward, “And good morning to you.” She giggles and looks back up at me. “Looks like we’re not the only ones up huh?” She says jokingly.

“Hey!” I say, embarassed and turn away.

“Oh relax Derek. It’s just me.”

Later that night instead of just getting down to her underwear Nicki stripped down completely, saying I’m gonna see it every morning anyway. I was really hoping she wouldn’t notice the tent in my pants. My thoughts of her had become worse.

“Sorry about the jokes this morning.. I hope you don’t think I was being mean.”

“No, it’s okay.”

“You know..You coulda finished..”

“Wh..What?..”

“Well..I thought you were..Y’know, jerking off.”

My face turns red, “Um..No..It was just uh, morning wood.”

“Oh,” she says, now blushing. “I just..Don’t wanna interrupt your normal shower procedure.”

“Oh. Well. Erm. Thanks. Same goes for you too.”

Things continued pretty normally for a while. On the days I didn’t have morning wood I’d get a hard-on off her sexy body. By now I didn’t try to stop the thoughts, just keep her from finding out.

Sometimes we would hug before one of us got out. I would savor the split second the full 6 1/2″ of my cock was pressed up against her stomach. A couple of times I think I heard her moan, but it may have been my imagination.

I wake up and go downstairs to shower. Nicki’s already in there, so I just go in and begin to shower normally. When I pick up the soap it slips out of my hand, so that she’s between me and it.

“Um, can you get that please?”

“Sure.” She says, and bends over to get it. For a moment I’m lost, I can see all of her beautiful fake hospital porno ass and part of her pussy. My cock rises and becomes fully hard. The soap must have slipped from the spot it was at because she backs up to reach it. When that happens I feel her ass cheeks then her asshole beneath the head of my dick. She bends over farther to reach to soap and pushes up on my dick and I bite my lip to not moan. She then gets up and hands me the soap. I wonder if she felt that, and just continue to shower. However this time when I reach my dick I get it nice and soapy and jerk off. The whole time my eyes are glued to her ass, and I see her start to turn so look away. Out of the corner of my eye I see her look down and my hand on my cock, stay there for a moment, then turn back around. Then I finish, blowing my load on the shower wall. Nervous, I just leave for work without saying bye.

I’m laying on the couch nude when I hear her get home, and as usual strip down. She edges around the doorway and whispers, “Big bro?..”

“Yeah sis?”

“Are you mad at me?..”

“No Nick..Why?”

“You didn’t say bye this morning..”

“S..Sorry..I was nervous because-“

“-Because you jerked off?”

I blush but my cock slowly gets hard at the memory.

“Yeah..”

“Derek..I said you could..” She says, and comes over on the couch and cuddles, facing me.

I hug her tight, hoping she doesn’t notice my hard-on against her stomach.

“I’m sorry sis.”

“It’s okay,” She says, and kisses me on the lips rather slowly.

We lay like that for a while until we fall asleep.

I wake up in the morning and feel my hard dick in between someone’s very nice ass. In my sleepy haze I reach up grab their boob. Then I rub my dick into them lightly and move up to kiss them, and see Nicki.

Shocked awake I jump back, and she wakes up.

Sleepily she rolls over and embraces me, giving me a couple of slow kisses. “Good morning..”

“Good morning sis. Wanna go shower?”

“Mhm..”

We fake taxi porno get up and go get in the shower. I might be imagining it but I think she keeps looking at my dick.

“Hey Derek, can you get my back?”

“Sure. Just hand me your washcloth.”

“I don’t use those..I think they feel weird..”

“O..Okay.” I say, and get some of her body wash on my hands.

At first I begin simply washing her back, but then I get lost in her beauty. I begin to slow down on her back, enjoying her body.

“Lower..” I hear. So I rub lower and lower, until I’m at her lower back. A couple of times I accidentally rub her ass, but I don’t hear her complain.

“Can you get a little lower big bro?..”

“Sure..Might as well while I’m there, right?”

I take one of her ass cheeks in each hand and clean them. Not sure of how far to go, I slowly work my thumbs toward her asshole. Eventually I feel it, and don’t hear her complain..Actually, I hear moaning.. Then I work the rest of my hand towards it and fully rub her asshole, and work to her pussy as she bends over.

I slide my hands up and around her sides and grab her boobs, and rub them. I play with them and pinch her nipples as I kiss her hard and deep. I grind my dick against her ass and keep going.

Then I feel her hand on my cock and moan as she strokes it. Then I turn her around, pick her up and turn the water off. While kissing her I take her out of the shower and lay her on a towel on the floor, and drape a large one over both of us.

“Oh..Derek..Fuck me..”

“Oh God Nicki…”

I thrust into her pussy and we both moan. I thrust my cock into her slowly, making sweet love to her. I fuck her like that for a while, both of us moaning and kissing each other all over.

“Oh..Sis..”

“Oh..Derek..Who would have thought my brother’s dick would feel so good?..”

Hearing that dirty thing from her turned me on, and I knew I had to finish. I speed up, enjoying the feeling of our wet slippery bodies sliding together.

I give her quicker thrusts, both of us moaning.

“Oh God my sister’s pussy feels amazing..” I say.

That must have set her off because she screams my name in ecstasy. Hearing that makes me cum, deep inside her pussy.

I collapse against her and we kiss, then grin at each other at the dirty thing that happened.

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Joe has sex with his slut of a 22-year-old daughter.

Revised, Rewritten, and Continued from Chapter 02:

“Is that your wife,” asked a man at a pub while giving Kathy the eye? Not waiting for Joe to respond, the man continued. “If you don’t mind me saying so, she’s very beautiful and quite sexy.”

Obviously, enamored with her, the man stared longer and harder at Kathy than what was deemed acceptably polite. Undressing her with his eyes, the man looked at her as if she was naked. Now that Joe had the spy camera video of his sister-in-law naked downloaded to his computer, whether dressed or naked, indeed, she was a very beautiful and sexy woman. A daily routine, and adding new videos of her every day, he masturbated daily while watching his sister-in-law dress and undress.

“You’re a lucky man, a very lucky man, indeed,” said the man pausing to stare at Kathy leaning across the pool table again. “I have a thing about tall, sexy redheads and she’s extraordinary,” he said. “A taller version of Amy Adams, she’s as sexy as Christina Hendricks. By far, she’s one of the most beautiful and sexiest women I’ve ever seen.”

As if he had forgotten how beautiful she was, but knowing now, Joe looked at her with new eyes. No longer thinking of her as the years passed, he watched Kathy playing pool with his daughter, Samantha. At 5’9″ tall, and with the average height of women being 5’4″ tall, Kathy was quite tall for a woman, especially when she wore her heels which she was wearing today.

Adding definition to her shapely calves, she was 6′ tall with heels. An attractive woman with shapely legs playing pool in a low-cut top, a mini-skirt, and heels was a rare delight and such a sexy sight to see. She had the kind of shapely behind that men covet and dream about. Glad that he installed that hidden camera in her bedroom, he had masturbated over touching, feeling, and fondling every square inch of her naked body.

“She’s not my wife,” she Joe while wishing that Kathy was his wife. “She’s my wife’s, kid sister. She’s my sister-in-law,” he said while thinking back to the first time he saw her.

Regretting not doing it now, he should have broken up with Maureen to date Kathy. If he had, he wouldn’t be secretly videoing her. If he had, he wouldn’t be dreaming about her, lusting over her, and masturbating while imagining her naked and having sex with him. Without a doubt, such a fool, he should have married her sister.

Taking the old man’s comments as compliments, Joe was satisfied that this stranger thought that Kathy was very beautiful, quite sexy, and extraordinary. He looked at her again, now, as if he hadn’t noticed before, he agreed with the man’s assessment of his sister-in-law. Especially now that he had seen her naked, he thought that Kathy was very beautiful, too, especially with her hair and makeup done. An extraordinary woman, especially now that he’s gotten to know her better with her staying with them, she was quite sexy.

Even without her hair and makeup done, she was still quite pretty and so very sexy. With her red hair, blue eyes, and shapely body, seemingly, one of a kind, she was, indeed, extraordinary. Now, with his eyes wide open, there was something extraordinarily sexy about a tall, good-looking, and shapely, redheaded woman. With her sense of humor and intelligence, Kathy was all of those things and more.

As if he was having a sexual fantasy of having sex with both women, the man continued staring at Kathy and Samantha leaning over the pool table while shooting pool. Had the man not been elderly, feeling obligated to defend their honor, Joe would have taken offense that this stranger was staring and leering at his sister-in-law and his daughter. Yet, with nothing to disagree with him over, he agreed with everything that the stranger had said.

Not quite exposing their panties in an upskirt peeks, but they were giving the onlooker plenty of long, shapely, bare leg to see. Especially, when they leaned forward, over the table to make a shot, they gave the man a perfect view of their shapely, mini-skirt clad asses. Then, when facing him while shooting pool and bending at the waist to closer to the table, they gave Joe and his horny, new friend the perfect down-blouse view of the cleavages and bras.

“Is that her daughter, your niece,” asked the man while looking at Joe with sexual admiration? “She’s very pretty and very sexy, too. They look so very much alike. With her fair skin, red hair, and freckles, they could have done one of those mother and daughter Dove commercials of old. She looks just like her mother.”

Something that he obviously, never noticed; Joe looked over at Kathy playing pool with his daughter, Samantha, and laughed. Samantha did look a lot alike Kathy. They easily could pass for mother and daughter. Adding to his sexual desire for his sister-in-law, now, again, Joe wished that he had married Kathy instead of her sister Maureen. If he married her now, with Samantha looking so very much like her aunt, dvd porno he’d have the perfect blended family. Only, she was already happily married.

“She’s my daughter playing pool with her aunt,” said Joe.

The man continued sipping his ale while staring at the two women. He stared at the shape of their asses when they bent in front of him. He stared at all that he could see of their cleavages and low-cut bras when they leaned forward in front of him. As if teasing him for their sexual attention, he wouldn’t be surprised if this man had an erection from ogling his sister-in-law and his daughter.

“It’s always been my sexual fantasy to have sex with two women,” said the man looking from the women to look at Joe while testing the limits of what he could say without offending his new drinking buddy. “Now, that I’ve seen your sister-in-law and your daughter together, I’ll be taking the sexy thoughts of them to bed with me tonight,” said the man with a laugh while looking at Joe again. “I only wished I was a younger man. Then, I might have challenged them to a game,” said the man giving Joe a wink.

Not taking offense because he felt the same, sexual way, Joe laughed at the old man’s comments as he was obviously thinking the same thing. Especially with him having already masturbated over the naked videos of Kathy, he had taken her to bed with him every night since she arrived to stay at his house. Every night he masturbated over having sex with his sister-in-law. Every night, he imagined making love to her and fucking her. Every night he imagined her blowing him and him cumming in her mouth.

Only, now, after what the stranger said about Samantha, Joe would be taking her to bed with him, too. In the way that the man admitted to Joe that he’d love to have sex with Kathy and with Samantha, Joe would love to have sex his sister-in-law, his mother-in-law, and his daughter, too. With him having already installed a camera in the guest bedroom, he considered installing a hidden camera in his daughter’s bedroom, too. Now, that he had seen his wife’s sister naked, he’d love to see his daughter naked, too.

‘Only, I can’t do that. I can’t invade my daughter’s privacy in such a perverted and incestuous way. I’m her father. I’m her Dad. That’s wrong violate my daughter by spying on her. That’s nasty to masturbate over Samantha while imagining having sex with her naked body,’ he thought.

Joe continued staring at his daughter and sister-in-law. Obviously, he had married the wrong woman. He tortured himself for making such a tragic, life-altering mistake. He wished that Maureen looked more like and acted more like her sister. How can two sisters be so different?

“You should see my mother-in-law,” said Joe out of the blue while suddenly imagining Irene topless. “She has enormous breasts. She has the biggest tits that I’ve never seen,” he said with a dirty laugh while holding out his hands in front of his chest. “Something that I’m not proud of doing, but I’ve sexually imagined having incestuous sex, a threesome with my daughter, my sister-in-law, and my mother-in-law,” said Joe with a dirty laugh.

The man gave Joe a smile and shook his hand.

“I don’t blame you. If that was my sister-in-law and daughter, I’d be sexually fantasizing about having sex with them, too. If your sister-in-law and daughter looks this good, I can only imagine what your mother-in-law looks like for you to be sexually lusting over her, too. Your family has made this old man very happy,” he said. “I apologize for my crude, rude, and disrespectful remarks but I’ve had a little too much to drink. Good night,” he said walking out of the bar.

After what the stranger had said about Kathy and Samantha looking alike, adding salt to his still opened wound, Joe realized again that he should have married Kathy and not her sister, Maureen, his deceased wife. Only, no longer available, Kathy was married to Brian and has two children, identical twin boys, Mathew and Michael. Too late now, he missed his opportunity. He should have jumped at the chance to have Kathy in his life and as his wife instead of Maureen.

Chapter 03:

When Joe returned home with his sister-in-law and his daughter, he retired to his bedroom. He was eager to watch Kathy undress for bed. He couldn’t wait to see his sister-in-law naked gain. In readiness to masturbate himself, he stripped himself naked while slowly stroked himself to a nice erection. He booted up his computer and donned his headphones for privacy. The last thing that he wanted was for his daughter and/or his sister-in-law to hear the echoed reverberation of their voices coming from his computer.

Especially after what the old man had said about how beautiful and sexy Kathy was, he wanted to watch her undress while masturbating himself. He wanted to imagine her climbing into bed with him while she watched him undress. He wanted to imagine having sex with her. Only, unbeknownst to him, with him so distracted watching Kathy ensest porno strip herself naked, he never heard his daughter open his bedroom door without knocking.

When Samantha saw her father naked and stroking himself while watching her aunt on his computer, she was as shocked as she was sexually aroused. The first time seeing her Dad’s hard, erect, and naked cock, she couldn’t believe he was spying on her mother’s sister. Instead of leaving, not making her presence known, she stayed to watch her father’s masturbation show.

She silently and stealthily closed his bedroom door behind her and stayed to watch him masturbating. Already getting caught up in the sexual action, she fondled her C cup breasts through her blouse and her bra while fingering her emerging nipples. Mesmerized by the motion of the up and down movement of his hand, she was hypnotized by seeing her father’s big, naked prick.

As if she had never seen a man masturbating himself before, she watched her father stroking his prick harder and faster. Then, she lifted the front of her short skirt to rub her clit through her white, sheer, bikini panties. As if already having sex, father and daughter masturbated themselves together.

In the way that Joe was watching Kathy remove her blouse, her short skirt, her bra, and her panties to don her nightgown for bed, Samantha watched her aunt strip naked on the computer feed, too. Then, taking the cue from her nearly, naked father, while watching him stroke his cock harder and faster, she unbuttoned her blouse. With her seeing her father’s naked prick and knowing that he was watching her aunt undress, seemingly she didn’t care if her father caught her naked and masturbating herself.

As if she was a Japanese mother and son watching X-rated, pornographic videos together instead of a father and daughter watching Aunt Kathy strip herself naked, they masturbated themselves together. In the way that a Japanese mother hid her masturbation from her son, Samantha hid her masturbation from her father. In the way that a Japanese son hid his masturbation from his mother, Joe hid his masturbation from his daughter.

“I can’t believe he hid a camera in the guest bedroom,” said Samantha softly. “I can’t believe he watches Aunt Kathy undress while masturbating himself. I wonder if he has a hidden camera in my bedroom, too. I wonder if he watches me undress. I wonder if he’s seen me naked. I wonder if he’s masturbated over watching me undress in the way that he masturbates while watching Aunt Kathy undress.”

# # #

Samantha removed her blouse and allowed it to fall to the floor in front of her. Now, dressed only in her short skirt and low-cut brassiere, she continued watching her father masturbating himself while watching her aunt undress on spy cam. While watching her father stroking his cock and watching her aunt stripping naked, becoming even more sexually aroused, she continued feeling her tits and fingering her nipples through her bra.

Not stopping there and not leaving her father’s bedroom before being detected, she remained. Obviously, she didn’t care if he knew that she was there undressing and masturbating herself while watching him masturbating himself, too. Next, she unbuttoned and unzipped her short skirt and allowed that to fall to the floor in front of her, too. While he continued stroking his prick, becoming even more sexually aroused, she stuck her hand inside of her panties to rub her clit and fingerfuck her pussy.

Seemingly, in the way that she caught her father masturbating himself, she wanted him to catch her masturbating herself, too. Ready to strip herself naked, clearly, in the way that her father was seeing her aunt without her clothes, clearly, Samantha wanted her Dad to catch her and see her without her clothes. Obviously, in the way that her Dad wished he could have forbidden sex with Aunt Kathy, Samantha wanted to have incestuous sex with her father.

Dressed only in her low-cut bra and her sheer, sexy, white bikini panties, she took a big breath for courage before walking over to her father. While standing over him, and with him still unaware that she was there, ogling his naked prick, she stared down at his cock. As soon as she stood beside him, ready to take him in her hand to stroke him before taking him in her mouth to suck him, she moved to her knees.

Too preoccupied staring at his computer screen while wearing his headphones, oblivious to her and, obviously, he didn’t hear her nor see her. Too late to get up and leave now, Joe was unaware that his daughter was kneeling beside him and prepared to pounce on his naked prick. He was unaware that his slut of a daughter wanted to have incestuous sex with him. Clearly, ready to take her father’s prick in her hand to give him a hand job, she was prepared to take him in her mouth to give him a blowjob.

She stared at his naked, erect prick as if she had never seen a naked, erect prick before. Then, finally making her presence known, czech amateurs porno pushing his hand away to replace his hand with her hand, she reached out her soft, warm hand and wrapped her fingers around his hard, erect prick. In that brief moment before her father reacted, she was holding her Dad’s erect, naked prick in her hand in the way that he wished his sister-in-law would hold his erect, naked prick in her hand.

“Samantha! Oh, my God. Why are you in my room? I’m so embarrassed,” said Joe jumping up from his chair and removing his headphones.

He stared down at his daughter’s hand holding his erect, naked prick before staring up at her. She was dressed in her low-cut, sexy, white bra and her sheer, bikini panties. He stared at the patch of his daughter’s red, trimmed, pubic hair before pulling away from her and speaking again.

“Oh, my God, Samantha. What are you doing? No. You mustn’t do that. I’m your father and you’re my daughter. We can’t have sex. We mustn’t have sex.”

# # #

Samantha gave her father a sexy smile and a naughty look. Indeed, she really did look like a younger version of Kathy. Now, that he was seeing his daughter dressed in her sexy underwear, Joe wanted to have sex with her. Something that his wife would never do, he wanted his daughter to blow him. He wanted her to suck his prick while stroking his prick. He needed to cum in her mouth, his daughter’s mouth.

Again, something that his wife would never allow him to do, he wanted to cum in his daughter’s mouth. He wanted to give her a cum bath. In the way that he wanted to fuck her aunt, now he wanted to fuck his daughter, too. If he couldn’t have sex with Kathy, he’d settle for having sex with Samantha. Not realizing it before, he realized it now. His daughter looked like Kathy the first time he met her. With his daughter acting as his sexual surrogate, this was his second chance to have sex with Kathy.

“Let me give you a hand, Daddy. This is something that I’m really good at doing. I love stroking pricks as much as I love sucking them,” she said while taking his stiff prick in her hand again. “I bet you didn’t know that your daughter is a cocksucker,” she said with a dirty laugh.

She slowly stroked her father while staring up at him with her big, blue eyes. He watched her stroking him harder and faster. Then, giving her the unnecessary, sexual suggestion, he put a gentle hand behind her pretty head and stroked her long, lush, red hair.

“I want to see you cum, Daddy. I want to watch you cum,” said Samantha. “I want to blow you. I want you to cum in my mouth, Daddy. I want you to give me a cum bath. I want you to cum all over my face and across my naked breast,” she said.

She temporarily let go of his prick to reach behind her to undo her bra. She removed her bra and looked down at her naked breasts as if looking to see what her father was seeing. Her father stared down at her naked breasts with her. He took her tits in his hand, first one and then the other while pulling, turning, and twisting her nipples. Then, as if proud of her big tits, she puffed out her chest before taking his prick in her soft, warm hand again.

“Touch me, Daddy. Feel my tits and finger my nipples again. I love having my tits felt and my nipples fingered while I’m sucking cock,” she said lowering her mouth down to take her father’s cock in her mouth.

She stroked him faster and harder while sucking him deeper. Continuing to suck her father, she continued stroking him harder and faster. Determined to have her Dad cum in her mouth, obviously, she wanted him to cum in her mouth. Clearly, she wanted to swallow his cum. Without a doubt, she wanted him to give her a cum bath.

“Cum, Daddy. Cum. Cum in my mouth. I want you to cum in my mouth,” she said removing his prick from her mouth to speak before reinserting his erect cock. “I want to taste your cum. I want to swallow your cum.”

Before ejaculating his cum in his daughter’s mouth, he stopped. He pulled away and pushed her away. This wasn’t some whore that he brought home for the night. This was his daughter. Even if she was the one who initiated it, how dare he have incestuous sex with his daughter. His wife must be rolling over in her grave.

# # #

She looked at the computer screen before removing her father’s prick from her mouth again. Obviously, curious to know, she smiled up at him. Knowing why already, she gave her father a naughty look.

“Why do you have a hidden camera in the guest bedroom? Why are you watching Aunt Kathy strip naked? Do you like her, Daddy? She does have an amazing body,” said Samantha.

Not waiting for her father to answer her question, she continued firing questions at him as if she was a police detective and he was her prisoner.

“Do you wish you could have sex with her? Do you wish you could fuck her, Daddy? She’s so sexy and so beautiful that I’d do her if I could,” she said with a dirty laugh. “Do you wish that she would blow you in the way that I sucked you?”

Having just confessed to her father that she was bi-sexual, he looked at his daughter stunned. Samantha looked up at her father with sexual arousal from the sexual anticipation of his answer to her question while he looked at her with nervousness.

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I have sent you an email, anonymous and cheeky, it reads

“Meet me at 8:00pm at the Power House Boutique Hotel on Kingsford Smith Drive, room 708, don’t be late!”

I have prepared the room with tiny candles and soft music. It is a cold winter’s evening and I have much more than staying warm on my mind. There is a full bodied bottle of red wine decanted and sitting next to the bed. I have had a long and luxurious bubble bath and pampered my skin with body lotion. I am wearing my favourite evening dress and have taken the time to colour in my face, my lips are cherry red and my eyes sparkle with the thoughts I have entertained since the afternoon, contemplating the seduction that is to take place.

I have rung room service and they are poised in readiness with the delicious morsels we will enjoy for our dinner. But first the interlude of long slow lovemaking is to be savoured.

I glance at the clock next to the bed and it reads 7:44pm there remains only minutes before he should arrive. I carefully survey the room to make certain that everything is in its place.

I take another sip of my champagne and there comes a tentative knock at the door. I sweep my hair from my face and walk over…I open it slowly and there appears before me a dashing man, wearing his favourite tie. In my best French accent I greet him with a whispered “entre Voo” and he smiles and steps closer to me, the door swings shut and we embrace with a courteous kiss. I put my finger to my lips signalling a hush I do not want to start a conversation that regales our days activities, I simply want to kiss him. We interlock our bodies and kiss passionately. He laughs and plays along with the vow of silence not speaking a word.

I pour myself another glass of champagne and pour one for you also. We clink glassed entwine arms and sip slowly, already I feel the affects of the bubbles, my head is swimming and I have become flushed with heat as my body temperature is raised because of czech gangbang porno my arousal. We set the glasses down on the small table next to the plump velvet feather filled couch, I sit first and you stretch to secure a position as close to my body as you are able. Our lips meet that first sensation of the hot flesh touching is magnificent. My lips open as our kissing becomes more passionate, the air around us is warm and our mouths have become entangled in a delicious passion.

We remain connected as your hands begin to move under my long hair, I lean back just a little to allow you access to my neck. Your mouth slides form my lips down my throat to the softest part of my neck, I let out a slow moan as your warm mouth kisses my neck, our bodies are now so hot, there is the soothing sounds of the music and the flickering from the candles that gives the room a warm glow.

You lay my body down on the couch all the while your kisses are gifted to my skin. As you lower you body on to mine I move my hands up your sides, lifting your shirt from your trousers expertly. I can feel you press against my hips and I am certain of your arousal I feel your manhood as my hand gently fondles the bulge in your pants. We disconnect for a moment, as you pull back from me and arch back to almost stand with one leg on the couch and one on the floor, you undo your tie while looking at me so greedily. It is flung across the floor as I begun unbuttoning your shirt, very so slowly as I blow you a kiss, the shirt is suitably discarded and you turn your attention to my dress.

I sit up close to you as you reach behind me and undo the long zip, I feel your finger trace down the middle of my spine as a gentle shudder is felt through my body. You then pull the shoulders of my velvet dress down and kiss a tiny line across my chest. Then you remove my dress altogether. Leaving me there in my black lacey bra and French nickers. You reach over to the glasses czech harem porno of champagne and we again partake of the glorious fruity bubbles, this time we kiss with a mouth full of the drink and mingle our tongues feeling the contrast between our warmth and wetness and the chilled drink. I swallow and you plunge a kiss, this time we move our heads every which way to gain access to every sensual part of the touching mouths, lips and tongue. My hands reach down and begin to unlock your zip.

Carefully moving my hands in-between your undergarment and your hot skin, my hand wraps around your manhood and as I gently squeeze and twist you breath escapes, we momentarily disconnect our kiss then resume with more intensity. My skin is hot to touch my wetness gathers and my breathing is now so heavy. My hand moves holding your erection and I sense your arousal with every small careful move I make. I feel your hand reach around my back and you unclasp my bra… I arch my back as my breasts bounce free, my pink nipples stand erect and my breasts are full and round and as you touch them I begin to squirm with utter delight. You move your mouth from my lips and lick a line in-between my breasts moving ever so close to my right nipple, you move again to the center and kiss tiny kisses back up to my neck, the anticipation is delightful yet agonizing.

I release my hand from your manhood as you step one step away so I can wrestle your trousers to the floor. With them, I take your silk boxer shorts and as you step out of them. I pull you close to me, kissing your belly, breathing hot air on the trail of hair that leads down your middle to your erection. My hands move to caress your gorgeous bottom as I pull you even closer I massage your cheeks as a baker would kneed bread, it almost tickles you yet feels wonderfully playful. I look up at your face and you have your eyes closed and you are biting your bottom lip trying not to make a sound as I slide czech sharking porno you into my mouth…taking all of you with my wet hot lips…sucking on your slowly and skillfully.

My hands move from behind you and have found the tufts of hair around the base of your shaft and tugged on them moving my hands up to where my mouth stops to arouse you further, keen attention paid to the softest most delicious part of you…licking slowly all along and around the head tasting the saltiness of your body, moving you in a circle around my moist lips and then hurriedly capturing in my mouth for a tongue lashing of the most delirious kind…you are unable to maintain the silence and you sigh a deep breath and moan softly I love feeling you move inside and out, hearing your breath escape with force as your body grinds near my face…your skin is hot and the shivers begin…now deep in my throat I take another strong movement to secure your arousal…my mouth is soft and wet.

I begin to gently suck of the head of your cock, moving to make circles along the tip then suddenly plunging you into my mouth, I do it very slowly teasingly then pick up the pace. Your hands reach down and you grab my hair carefully you then move me in the pace that pleases you the most moving in closer and over you constantly caressing the length of your manhood. Sucking greedily, slow then faster, as the tension mounts until you can resist no longer your body begins to quiver intensely and your sounds are now heard. I hear you release just one word…yes… yes… yes as you voice your delight- you explode in my mouth and the room suddenly feels humid the candles still flicker and I move from my seated position to embrace you gently to let your body melt into mine.

I gently stroke your shoulder as you body still quivers…the smell of your hot sweaty skin is intoxicating and your smile tells me you have felt a pleasure surge through you from your feet to your head…and everywhere in between. You fall into my embrace with your head resting on my shoulder, your breathing is still heavy, though softer now…I kiss tiny kisses on your cheeks while softly holding the back of your head…you relax and can hardly speak…I do so enjoy to pleasure you!!

So what are you doing Friday Night…?

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Typically, my existence is not at all interesting. My doors open, one or more people step in, my doors close. I go up or I go down. My doors open, one or more people step out, one or more people step in, my doors close. I go up or I go down. Repeat ad nauseam.

The Humans who ride me are almost always adults. I have noticed that the females generally have partially-bare legs, and their feet are often set at an unusual angle because of a short stick underneath the back of each foot. I have also seen that most of the males wear rather constricting items around the neck. It must simply be social custom.

I go up or I go down. Repeat ad nauseam.

There are periods of time where almost no one makes use of my services. In those periods, I simply rest and wait until I am summoned. Then I either go up or I go down to where I am needed, my doors open, one or more people step in, my doors close, I go up or I go down, my doors open, one or more people step out.

Then there are much longer periods of time where I can truly rest. My internal clock shows that I can be dormant for more than forty-eight hours during these times. On rare occasions, I may be dormant for up to one hundred hours, or perhaps even longer than that. But all too soon, I am performing my usual services once again.

My doors open, one or more people step in, my doors close.

It was during a particularly long dormant period when I was called once again to render my services. I was actually a bit thankful to be called, as I was getting bored, and Humans always provide a nice distraction for me after a long dormant period.

Answering the summons, I arrived at the main floor and opened my doors. cumlouder porno There were two Humans awaiting me: a male and a female. They stood respectfully apart, pointedly ignoring each other, waiting for my doors to fully open, and then the male gestured toward me and the female stepped into me before he followed her into me. This was not uncommon, for I had many times witnessed a male allowing a female to enter or exit me first, and had come to believe that females must be particularly revered amongst Humans.

As my doors closed, however, the male stood directly next to the shorter female, his arm pressed against hers as he reached for her hand. They shared an expression I do not often see from the Humans: a smile.

My doors fully closed, I began the trek upward, heading all the way to the top. The male turned toward the female and dipped his head as she raised her head to him, and their lips sealed, their free hands beginning to touch each other in ways I had not seen in a long, long time from the Humans.

I chimed as I usually do when I move up and down, and at first the Humans did not seem to take notice. But then the male separated from the female and pressed by red circle, instantly bringing me to an unexpected halt for the first time in my existence.

The Humans each smiled again, completely ignoring me as the male approached the female and slid an arm around her waist. For a female, she was particularly tall, able to look almost perfectly horizontally to meet his eyes.

Their lips met again, briefly, and then, as the female gazed into the male’s eyes, his hands moved to the front of her body, gliding over the pair of swells. Her czech amateurs porno eyes closed, and the way her lips moved, I believe she said something, but it was spoken far too softly for me to recognize it.

Slowly, the male began to undress her. Often, their lips would meet, or perhaps his lips would be momentarily pressed to another part of the female’s face. As her clothes began to fall behind or beside her, as more of her flesh was revealed, the male would run his hands over the newly-visible skin, sometimes also using his lips as he slowly descended to his knees. Through it all, the female began to breathe a little faster, and finally, when she wore nothing but a diamond at the base of each ear and in a string looped around her neck, he knelt before her and pressed his lips to the junction of her legs.

The sound the female made was remarkable. Never before had I witnessed such a sound – or such an act. Her hands clasped the male’s head and held his face to that junction as his hands slowly traveled all over her flesh. I was mesmerized by this new type of activity; based on all my previous experiences, I had never anticipated that something of this nature might possibly occur.

The female was breathing hard, her voice making sounds unlike any I had heard in the past. Her eyes were closed, so she clearly could not see the tiny points on my walls and ceiling through which I was eagerly watching this strange and unique interaction. Yet I had a sense that, although I had never witnessed anything like this in the past, this type of interaction occurred often between Humans when they were not in my presence, which made me wonder why this male czech casting porno and female were engaging in this activity inside me.

The male brought a hand down the female’s body and sat back upon his feet for a moment, looking up at the still-sightless female with some sort of fluid upon his face. To my surprise, he curled two of his fingers against his hand and brought the center three fingers closer together so that they practically overlapped each other, and then quickly thrust the three fingers inside the female. Her eyes opened rapidly as a most shrill sound emerged from her mouth. The female looked down at him, seized his head, and forced his face back to its previous position.

The male’s arm pistoned, indicating that he was repeatedly forcing those three fingers into the female’s body as she moved against his face. A clear fluid coated most of the male’s face and trickled down his pistoning arm, but neither of the Humans seemed to notice. The female’s voice, however, kept increasing in pitch and in volume until she went completely silent, her body stiffening, the rise and fall of her hard-tipped swells ceasing for an incredibly long time. At last, her glorious cry filled me, and she practically convulsed for several seconds before she began to calm, her breaths fast and hard and loud.

Slowly, the male rose, caressing and pressing his lips to the female’s body, and at last her lips met his. They intertwined, and she sagged against him, looking obscene yet beautiful with her lack of clothing.

After a few minutes, the Humans separated, and the male helped the female to dress anew. Once she was fully clothed, he renewed my ascent as she pressed her swells against his back.

“I’ve always wanted to do something sexual in an elevator,” the female said quietly. “Thank you.”

“Well, how about on the CEO’s desk next?” the male responded.

“That sounds perfect.”

I sounded our arrival and slowed to a stop, opening my doors for the Humans.

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It was our first day in the new office space and things were pretty chaotic. I’d forgotten that we had training for our new photocopier billing system until Lauren, our intern, reminded me. Since our last names both started with letters early in the alphabet, we were in the same training group and she stopped by to grab me on her way downstairs. We’d moved from the fifth floor to the twenty-fifth but our old space still had a lot of our junk in it and the training was being held in our old conference room. As soon as the elevator doors closed behind us, Lauren stunned the shit out of me by suddenly turning and kissing me. I responded just as any red-blooded male would; I kissed her back and squeezed her ass.

Lauren was in her twenties and had a nice figure so I wasn’t sure why she was throwing herself at a guy in his forties. I wasn’t going to question my good fortune, however, so I just kept making out with her until the elevator started to slow down. She pulled away from me and smiled just before the doors opened. Luckily, the elevator lobby was empty so I could try to figure out what was going on before our training started.

“What was that all about?” I asked.

“Just wanted to let you know that I’m interested,” she replied.

“This could be very complicated,” I explained, “We need to discuss this.”

“How about after our training?” she suggested and I agreed. We’d have our entire former floor to look for someplace private to talk. She definitely had my interest, with her athletic figure and an impressive rack, but I wasn’t willing to risk my job for her. We exchanged a few smoldering glances during the training, but not enough to raise anyone’s suspicions about us. After we’d finished, we took a walk through the vacant floor and decided to sit out in the open in case anyone came by and to limit ourselves to just talking.

“You’re a beautiful and desirable woman,” I told her, “but any indiscretion could result in my job and possibly yours as well.”

“I’m not interested in anyone finding out about anything that happens between us,” she assured me, “What I am interested in is sex. I’m not looking for a relationship; I’m looking to benefit from your experience for the few months that I am here this summer. I can tell that you have experience, especially compared to the guys my age who think they know everything but actually know nothing.”

“You’ve got a place nearby for the summer, right?” I asked and she confirmed that she did. “Then nothing happens at the office and we never leave together. I assume you’d be okay with everything occurring at your place.”

“Yes,” she replied enthusiastically, “can we start today?”

We czech streets porno agreed to meet near her place at lunchtime and I was glad that I had unpacking of my office to distract me for the rest of the morning. I couldn’t help but look her over whenever the opportunity presented itself as I pondered finally seeing those sweet tits not restrained by the sports bras she apparently favored. I also wondered about what sort of panties she might prefer and how she liked to groom her most intimate of areas.

I was pretty fired up by the time she was letting us into her apartment and I suspected that she was, too. We went straight to her bedroom and she locked the door in case one of her roommates came home unexpectedly.

“I want you to decide what we do and how we do it,” she requested, “so I can get your perspective.”

“Okay,” I agreed, “First, I’m going to undress you completely, then I’m going to eat you until you cum but that’s all I’m going to tell you for now.”

She seemed very excited, which I expected would translate to a juicy pussy, so I was anxious to start eating it. I raised her tight top up her arms and over her head and was not surprised to see a sports bra. I left that for the moment and started to open her low-rise jeans, dropping to my knees to work them down. Her panties were pink and low-rise as well. Once she’d stepped out of her jeans, I kissed her abdomen while squeezing her ass then stood again. Her nipples were pressing out against her bra, so I caressed them and ran my hands over both tits before removing it. I pulled out the bottom of her sports bra to raise it over her succulent tits and was not disappointed by the works of art I found underneath. I had been correct that the sports bras were compressing them and, while still allowing their size to be displayed, their fullness was sacrificed.

My focus remained on them even as Lauren raised her arms and I slipped the sports bra off. Her skin was fair and smooth and her light pink areolas were quite large. Her nipples were erect and ready for sucking, but once I’d tossed her bra aside, I first caressed the soft, smooth skin and brushed my palms over her hard nipples. Her tits were substantial, but not enormous, and I was confident that they were 100% real. I lowered my head and started to lick and suck her hard nipples, alternating from one to the other while still fondling and caressing her tits with my hands. Lauren moaned softly and ran her fingers through my hair.

My hands gradually gravitated down to her ass, which I massaged through her panties, then I started kissing my way down from her tits to her abdomen. Kneeling before her, I grasped the waistband of her panties and started to slowly slide them down while my attention was focused on the region of her pussy. My hands were caressing her bare ass as her panties slid down below it and I was watching closely while her trim, light brown bush was slowly revealed. I’d been rock hard practically since I’d walked out of the office, but seeing her bush and knowing that I’d not only be eating her pussy but fucking it as well had me throbbing.

I slid her panties down her legs and had her sit on the edge of her bed once she’d stepped out of them. I admired her fully nude figure laid out before me then kissed my way up her czech taxi porno smooth inner thighs from her knees. I paused briefly when I reached her pussy, then jutted my tongue out and started to lap up her copious juices, which had her moaning loudly and holding onto my head. She tasted so young and fresh that I was quickly devouring her dripping pussy, trying to lap up every bit of nectar that she was abundantly producing. I glanced up as I was eating her to see her arms squeezing her tits together and her hard nipples pointing toward the ceiling. I smiled as I thought about fucking her tits then started to lick and suck her clit while slipping a finger into her snug, slippery pussy.

Lauren started moaning even louder and wriggling on the bed as I did what I could to provide her with a significant amount of pleasure. My goal was not to torture her by drawing out her orgasm for too long, denying her relief; I wanted her to experience a highly pleasurable build-up, then a long, intense orgasm. Since she was obviously quite worked up by the time I started, whether due to anticipation or me undressing her or both, I knew that she’d be looking for relief pretty quickly and figured I could indulge my desire to eat her pussy plenty in the coming days and weeks, so I was pushing her toward an orgasm. The longer I ate her, the more wet and engorged her already snug pussy was becoming and the more her body seemed to be tensing up.

She let out a longer, louder moan as her body started to tremble when she started to cum. I continued to finger her and lick and suck her clit while she came, raising my head only once she’d gone completely still. I was still in awe of her incredible body so I stood and just stared at her nude physique until she opened her eyes and smiled at me.

“What now?” she asked as she propped herself up on her elbows, her tits bouncing.

“Why don’t you undress me,” I suggested, “then we’ll see about getting a stiff cock buried in your hot pussy.”

She stood and we made out while she worked my polo up out of my khakis then pulled it up over my head as I raised my arms. She kissed my neck and chest while undoing my belt and opening my pants, then dropped to her knees as she worked my pants down. She slipped my shoes off then helped me out of my socks and pants, leaving me in a pair of tented-out jockey shorts. She caressed the bulge in my briefs then slowly started to lower the waistband. When my throbbing tool popped out, she pulled her head back and looked it over while sliding my briefs the rest of the way down. When we were both naked, she sat back on her heels while waiting to see what was next.

She had a funky chair in her room that looked to me like it was made for fucking, so I gestured for her to follow me over to it. It had no arms and reclined a bit plus it was low to the ground and narrow. Once I was seated in it, my cock standing straight up from my lap, Lauren was able to straddle me while still standing and lowered herself over my rigid tool. I held her by the waist as she reached down for my tool and guided it to her hot pussy. We both moaned as she eased herself down onto it then sat there for a moment feeling it fill her. My hands were down on her ass and my lips and tongue were on her nipples as I waited for her to start fucking me digitalplayground porno and the stimulation seemed to get her going. She started to slowly ride up and down on my cock.

Once she started moving faster and riding me harder, I leaned back and watched her titties bouncing until she leaned down to kiss me. We made out as she fucked me and my hands explored her ass cheeks and her bouncing titties. Her pussy felt absolutely amazing, though depending on how she was moving at any given moment, it felt even more amazing at some times than at others. She was experimenting with different motions as she determined which provided her with the greatest amount of pleasure. Once she settled on her favorite, she started out moving slowly but gradually increased her pace as she was feeling better and better. I slipped a hand between us and helped her along by gently stroking her clit.

She pulled her mouth from mine as she got closer to cumming and I watched the passion play out on her face when I wasn’t still entranced by her boobs. She was becoming ridiculously wetter as she approached the verge of cumming, just as she had before her first orgasm. I was relishing the feel of her hot pussy on my cock while feeling grateful for the opportunity to be embedded balls deep in it. She went from riding me hard to riding me in slow motion as a shudder passed through her body and a low moan escaped from her lips. I just sat there as she rode out a long, intense orgasm before opening her eyes and smiling at me again.

Once she’d caught her breath she leaned down to kiss me again and I played with her tits before asking if she’d like to finish me off with her mouth. She nodded enthusiastically and dismounted me, kneeling on the floor between my legs. Taking my cock in her fist, she pumped it while licking around the head and tonguing my balls before wrapping her lips around it and sliding them down as far as she could. I moaned and ran my fingers through her hair while watching as my cock slid out from between her lips then was engulfed again. She was pumping the base of my shaft with one hand as she sucked it and was fondling my balls with the other.

She definitely had some experience and some talent when it came to cocksucking, which didn’t surprise me given that she clearly went after what she wanted and was proactive when it came to her own sexual satisfaction. My orgasm was beginning to build fairly rapidly when she stopped sucking my cock and leaned forward to wrap her tits around it. The feeling of the soft, smooth flesh sliding up and down my shaft was heavenly and I let her know that with no hesitation.

“Which do you like more,” she asked after fucking me with her tits for a bit and bringing my orgasm even closer, “fucking my tits or my mouth?”

“I’m afraid that will require further research,” I replied, not having selected a favorite yet.

“Well I’ll just finish you off with my mouth this time,” she decided, “so I can swallow your load rather than wearing it.”

She wrapped her lips around my tool again and focused on bringing me off with her oral skills. It didn’t take long before I felt my cock swelling even more in anticipation of blowing my load down her throat. I was savoring not only the feeling of pleasure that she was providing but also the visual of her young mouth inhaling my tool like a pro. My breathing rate definitely picked up as I got closer to cumming and, when I finally exploded into her hot, talented mouth, I let out a groan of both pleasure and relief. She swallowed my load and nursed every drop of cum out of me before letting my spent cock fall from her mouth.

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