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I’m sitting with a friend sipping my drink when I catch you looking at me from across the room. I smile but look away, quickly. Then look back to see if I still have your gaze.

I do.

I keep my eyes locked on yours, lowering them slightly, biting inside my lip, feeling the intensity with which you look back at me. I blink, look down, smile, and cross the bar to the patio.

Awhile later you find me there, and stand close enough that I can feel you, but far enough that no one else will notice. You tip your head and ask if I want to go for a cigarette. You barely finish your sentence before I say yes.

You take my hand and pull me knowingly towards the stairs.

You light up, I have a drag, then so do you. You pull my hand again, walking in front of me. You’re in charge. You’re leading. I’m just following.

And I’m following you wherever you are going.

You lead me down a little hill, behind the neighbouring building. Without saying a word you get me in place, pushing me against the wall in all the right ways.

You lean down and kiss me, and it’s so good. So good. As you kiss me your hand moves behind my neck, down to my shoulder, across my chest. I’m melting. Melting. Melting as your mouth follows your hand, down my neck, to my ear. You tell me it’s so good. That it’s ok. I am breathless and weak, because I already know what’s happening. What you can do.

You keep one hand on my shirt, under my shirt, on my chest. You pull my bra down, and start to graze your mouth over my breasts, flicking your tongue, sucking my nipples.

You move your other hand slowly down my body to my waist, lingering there, teasing me with one long finger looping over my jeans.

I can’t speak. I’m on the verge of ecstasy, just knowing that you see me. Want me. Have to have me.

Your knowing hand slips down my wet undies and in one fell swoop is up in me. I can barely breath. You are moving in and out of my wet pussy, mouth on my tits, pausing to tell me outrageously sexy things.

“This pussy is so wet. So wet. It’s ok baby. I’m gonna lick these titties. I’m gonna taste your nipples. You’re so tight baby. You’re so wet. Let’s go to the beach.”

I tell reality kings porno you I can’t. I can’t go to the beach. But oh, oh, oh I want to go to the beach with you. I tell you I can’t. I’m married. This is so wrong.

And I kiss you again. Passionately. Hard. Again I kiss you, biting your lip as I do.

I reach up to the back of your neck and hold on tight, dragging my fingertips through your hair, scratching my nails down your neck. You return this kiss, over and over again. I don’t ever want this to end. And I don’t ever want to get caught.

You tell me to come to the beach with you. I tell you I can’t. You tell me you want to fuck me. I tell you I can’t. It’s too wrong. It’s too bad.

You move up inside my pussy you’re your long fingers and thrust in, and out, and quicker, and faster.

You make me so wet. My pussy is dripping for you, opening up further and further. I want your cock and I know I can’t have it. I know I shouldn’t have it.

I keep one hand firm on your back while the other one drifts across your shoulder. Down your arm. Across your chest. You are cut and I can feel every muscle in your body as my hand explores further south. Further until I land exactly where I want my mouth to be. Where I want my pussy to be. But where my hand is supposed to be right now. I can feel how hard you are and it makes me wetter still.

“Come on baby. Let’s go.” I can’t. I can’t believe I’m saying no, but I’m too scared of the regret. Too scared of the repercussions.

You kiss me again and walk off down into the night.

I pause for a moment to catch my breath. Cool my body down from the fire you lit up inside. I’m shaking, but compose myself and walk back to the room of the bar where this began.

My girlfriends are pouring themselves out the door and I don’t think have noticed I’ve been gone, getting finger fucked by this very tall, very gentle, understated bad ass.

We laugh a little about how late it is, and stumble en masse up the block. My four inch heels find their way off my feet into my hands, and I float towards home after kissing my friends goodnight. I feel like fucking Cinderella, head down, going back sexmex porno to a home I’m not sure I want to live in anymore. Elated. Deflated.

I should have gone to the beach. I should have gone to the beach. I should have gone to the beach.

Then a shadow catches my eye across the street. You’re fucking kidding.

I toss my head back and laugh, then beeline across to meet you. You take my hand, harder this time, and lead me into the park. You take me to a tree and pin me there. No gentle introductions this round. Your hand is up my pussy so fast and you know exactly what to do. I’m soaking wet. Breathing hard. Begging you to make me come.

You tell me you want to fuck me. I tell you I can’t. I tell you I want you to, and I can’t.

I tell you that if you fucked me I would beg you, beg you to choke me. To pull my hair.

“Oh baby.” You shake your head. “You wouldn’t have to beg.”

I am on fire.

Your mouth is flying across my tits, my neck, my mouth. My pussy is actually throbbing. Pounding inside. You’ve turned her into wet silk. Crushed velvet.

I catch my breath as I get to the cusp, begging you to do it just like that. Just like that. Just like thaaaaat…and I double over onto you as you finger fuck my pretty little pussy into submission, exploding into orgasm. I’m breathing hard. I can’t speak. I feel so good. So good. I need more.

I need it.

You lay me down on the grass, moving those hands across me so that the fire has spread from my pussy to my entire body. You’re breathing so hard in my ear, telling me it’s your turn. That you want to fuck me until you come.

Fuck fuck fuck. I can’t. But I grab your hand and show you what I can do with my mouth, on your fingers. Your body relaxes and you watch as I take your fingers in and out of my mouth, over and over again. I drag my teeth along the edge of your finger because I can tell you’ve seen beauty, and I know you’ve felt pain.

You come at me again with your mouth and tell me you think I’d be a squirter. My head rolls back and I breath out “yes.” You move your hands and mouth across me and ask if I’d let you fuck my ass.

My head rolls forward and I breath sindrive porno out yes. That I would let you do anything, anything to my body.

I am in bliss.

I am a fiend. You’ve cast light on my darkest side. My dangerous side. My favourite and my best side.

The intent of my gaze has shifted and I must have you. You pull me up and over to a park bench and I get up on top of you.

I lose control of my body and force your face into my tits. Grind my hips around and around your cock. Wrap my hands around your neck, tearing at it, thrusting my body up and down and again.

You tell me you can’t wait. I can barely feel my body I am so high on the drug of your chemistry.

I slowly wind my way off your lap, and graze my face down your body. Down your neck. Down your chest.

I undo your jeans as you take out your cock; it’s spectacular. It’s so smooth. Uncut.

So big. So hard.

Fuck me. Fuck. You have a perfect cock. I want it in my pussy. I want it so bad. I want it so hard.

You throw your head back and tell me you want to get me in a bed and fuck me all day. I can’t stand it. I’m a slave to your cock. And I’m still married to someone else. Someone who can’t and won’t fuck me like this. Even when I’m crawling across the kitchen floor begging for it.

And now here you are. Knowing exactly what I want. Exactly what I need.

I let go and get vulnerable as I take your phenomenal dick in my mouth. I know you’re going to like watching me, so as I move my mouth up and down the shaft from base to head and back again, I lock my eyes on yours.

Licking, flicking, sucking, stroking. Locked on you the whole time.

You tell me you’re close. I tell you to come on my tits. You tell me you’re going to come in my mouth. I’ve never let anyone come in my mouth.

You tell me it’s ok.

You make me feel so good, so grounded, so safe, and so fucking wet. I want your cock back in my mouth. And I want you to come in my mouth. I’m desperate for it.

I wrap my lips around your sweet cock again, swirling my tongue faster and harder to make it feel like my pussy would feel for you.

You grab my shoulders as you come in my mouth and it tastes so good.

There’s a calm moment that follows. A quiet moment of rest.

I am weak. You are spent. We stand up, zip up. I twist my arms around yours as we head towards my place.

You say good night and walk away, and I know I may never see you again.

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Sex With First Americans

Hi, my name is Mike. I’m now living in retirement at the age of 72. Through out my life I have had the most outstanding sex with some of the finest young girls, women and older ladies that any man could want. This is the continuing chaptered story on how I play the sex game with these many wonderful women through out my life.

These sex escapades are all very true as I actually experienced them. Of course going back as far as almost 60 years, I have taken some liberty in telling what exactly people said to each other etc. However, overall, the facts of my deeds back then are as true as I can remember them.

This is chapter 12 the tale where I tell all on how I had great sex. If you have not done so already, please read chapter 1 through 11 before starting the reading this chapter. Please begin and enjoy!

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So there I was, out of town in Omaha, Nebraska. Both Wednesday and Thursday, I called in to June for my messages. She had a good time teasing me, telling me that if I did not get home, I might miss out on her and my Indian friends playing finger tag and the girls doing sucky-sucky on each other’s pussies.

“Oh honey,” she said into the phone receiver. “I am getting so hot and aroused thinking about licking that pregnant girl’s cunt. Right now, I am fingering myself under my desk here in the office. I have to get off this phone and go into your office bathroom and lock the door to finish this.

“Oh, Michael, I feel like I am going to have one of my big squirting orgasms. I sure don’t want to cum all over myself here under my desk. And you know how loud I am when I orgasm. Oh God, Mike, I am so close to cumming. Oh lord I can’t talk anymore, I have to go. Bye.”

The phone went dead with a click. I had visions of June screaming out her pleasure while running into, and across, my office. I could see her in my dirty mind. She had her hand up under her skirt and was fingering her G spot real hard, which most always caused her to shoot out a large stream of her womanly fluids. I was imagining her running across my office to my private can, spraying everything down as she went with a fire hose between those beautiful, long legs of hers.

Oh, how I wished that I were in my office right now, watching that oh-so-hot slut of mine. June had really become my lovable, private whore who so loved to diddle her pussy with her fingers. This affectionate, glorious hussy of mine, with the wonderful, squirting cunt, whose wet mouth I loved to stick my hard cock into and shoot my cum down her throat.

Of course I knew that June was bisexual. Three times now I had been party to her playing with another girl. Once down there in the Caribbean at that nude swingers resort and twice these last three years out at my place at a nude pool party with a bunch of friends. I was positive that she was making it on a regular basis with her life-long girlfriend Sally, but she never told me for sure.

Late Friday morning while flying back to the Twin Cities, I got to thinking about how I came to meet the two, hot, bi Indian maidens who were just now meeting my hot bisexual lover at the Twin Cities airport.

It happened when I was 26 years old, back in 1962 (just two years after I had started my own engineering design firm in Minnesota). My company was doing a project in Mitchell, SD, our first out-of-state job. We were doing engineering on the remodeling of a dairy and cheese plant there. A company owned by a dairy here in the twin cities.

It was very late in the hunting season, at the end of November, and I was going out to the Mitchell jobsite on business. I threw my shotgun and some hunting clothes into my car, because at the time, I had never hunted anywhere in the Dakotas before and I wanted to try their famous pheasant hunting.

I planned to buy an out-of-state license and do a little bird hunting while I was there. I wanted to experience some of South Dakota’s unique road hunting in the four or five days I was to be there. I soon found that I had not brought along enough warm clothes. However, because of my lack of warm gear, I had the most outstanding sexual experience.

In South Dakota, you could then, and still today, hunt from your car and have a loaded uncased gun in the car. Not like in Minnesota and most elsewhere, where your firearms have to be unloaded, emptied, and in a gun case.

After I was done at the jobsite, around 2 o’clock every afternoon I would go out into the country and road hunt ring-necks. You see, the birds come out to the gravel road to get grit for their crops in the late afternoon and before dark. On the fourth day, the weather turned nasty and it started to snow heavily and the wind began to blow. I went hunting anyway. Foolish, I know, but back then I was still young and dumb.

The week before I first went out there to eastern South Dakota, they had already had a blizzard and acquired about two feet of snow. So on this third day of road hunting, it started marks head bobbers porno to snow and blow again while I was out in the backcountry’s gravel roads. It started to really snow hard and became a white out. I missed a turn, went into a ditch and snow bank, and got stuck.

Of course, I couldn’t get out, so I just sat there with the car running and the heater on and in the snow bank and waited for someone to come along and help me. No one did and it got later and later, slowly growing dark. Throughout the late afternoon during breaks in the storm, I could see a big farm about three quarters of a mile down the road.

Because it was getting so late, I had to get some help. I decided to strike out for the farm I saw in the distance. Since hunting had been somewhat of an after thought to my SD business trip, I did not have anything resembling the proper cold weather clothes, not even long underwear, just a light hunting jacket, boots, and a sweatshirt.

The snow coming down was wet and heavy that day, and it was quite cold, maybe only 20 degrees. By the time I got to the farmhouse, I was soaking wet and so cold that I could barely speak. Well, this tall young lady, only about 18 or 19 years old, answered the door and I told her of my dilemma through chattering teeth. She let me into the kitchen and handed me some hot coffee.

Another girl, which looked just like the first but with a different hairstyle and different colored clothes, joined us. The both had on tight jeans and men’s western-flannel shirts. They said that their names were Nancy and Sue. And when I asked, I found out that they were identical twins.

They looked Indian, but had such handsome facial features that I hadn’t seen on most of the Indians I knew or had seen, so I wasn’t sure. They both were big girls, and I mean big boned not overly fat, two inches taller than me at about six four. They had broad, cute womanly rear ends that they showed so well in the tight jeans. They both had identical huge breasts of at least forty inches and had jet black hair.

The girl that met me at the door, Sue, had her hair done up in two long pigtails that hung down to her waist. Nancy had her hair cut in a classic Dutch Boy with bangs on her forehead.

They had big broad smile with perfect, very white teeth, high cheekbones, pert little noses, and big, dark, black colored eyes. Their somewhat impish faces added a girlish cuteness to them, too.

These two young girls were corn-fed farm gals, who I later found out were half-breeds. They had an Irish mother and a full-blooded Sioux father. He had been from the Standing Rock Indian Reservation up on the North Dakota border. Their dad had apparently left the reservation and made it big as a farmer and cattle feeder.

I was on the second cup of steaming coffee and we three kept on talking. I found out that the girls had just graduated from high school this last spring. Neither was married but one was serious with a guy and was talking about getting engaged.

No one else seemed to be home at the time with these two twins. I had yet to see any parents or siblings about. In addition, I noted that the kitchen table was only set for two. When I first walked up their driveway from the county road, I noticed that there were two big trailer houses, one double wide and the other just single wide, parked out be behind the main house with pick-up trucks and cars in front of them.

There was a huge barn, several large out-buildings, three very big, blue silos, and ten or more round, galvanized, corrugated metal corn bins in the farmyard. I saw four tractors and various other farm machines scattered throughout the farmyard. They had a huge feed lot alongside the barn with a big herd of over a hundred mooing Hereford cattle in it.

The main house, which was two stories, had two more pick-ups and two cars parked by its side door. Both of the cars were new Oldsmobile convertibles, a red and yellow one. This was no small farming operation; there was money here.

The two girls thought that I should stay the night; in fact, they insisted that I do so. They both agreed to that, because the blizzard was still in full swing and if it cleared up in the morning, they would get one of their hired men to shovel me out and pull my car out with a tractor. Besides, they said I might not get back to Mitchell in this storm, and I’d only end back up in a ditch somewhere else.

“We were just about ready to sit down to dinner. We would be so happy if you would join us, Michael,” Nancy said to me.

Sue spoke up, “But first we have to get you out of those wet clothes. Come with me; I’ll show you the spare bedroom.”

As I followed her, Sue said, “Take off your wet clothes, and strip down to your underwear. I will get my father’s bathrobe for you to wear while your things are in the dryer.” And she left the room.

In those early days of my life I was just young enough to be somewhat embarrassed to take off my clothes massage porno in front of a strange woman. But what the hell, I thought. I had stripped for and beat my meat for unknown young girls’ sorority parties in my college years several years ago with no reservation. I was all the way down to my jockey shorts and my t-shirt, sitting on the edge of the bed when she came back.

Sue said, “This was my dad’s robe before he passed away four years ago. He was as big and broad shouldered as you are and maybe even taller than you. But it should fit.” She rested a hand on my t-shirt and then dropped it to my ass cheek, feeling the material and said, “This will never do, Michael. You are soaked clean through. Your underwear is wet too.” With that statement, she started to pull my t-shirt over my head.

Sue stood back at arms length and said, “Oh my, Michael, you really have nice, big, broad shoulders and muscular arms. And look at those tight abs. Do you work out in a gym, city man?”

She continued admiring my almost naked body and said, “What beautiful curly-haired chest you have.” She ran her fingers through my chest hair and then slightly pinched my left nipple. Then she ran her hand down my abs and around body to squeeze my buttock through the wet shorts. “Michael, what a tight, little, cute butt you have.”

My reaction to this very personal attention was a growing bulge in my boxers quickly becoming a tent. I sat down on the bed, trying to hide the erection her roving hands on my bare skin had started.

Sue said, “Why, my fine-looking big-city man, are you sitting there with your wet underwear still on? I can see your big pecker growing in your shorts. Michael, take it all off. I have seen naked guys with hard-ons lots of times before. After all, I am a farm girl, and know all about sex and animals and humans fornicating.”

That turned old, horny me on, and I stood up to slip my boxers down and off of my feet. My once five and a half inch flaccid pecker was, now, almost fully erect to its nine-inch full size. This big, pig-tailed, broad assed, young woman was getting sexier every second, standing there, fully clothed in front of my now naked body.

Sue said, “My God, man. You not only have one beautiful, naked body, but the one of biggest cocks I have ever seen. It is certainly the thickest,” and in saying that, she reach out and took my cock in her hands. “You are hung like the horses we have here on the farm.” Then she yelled down the stairs for her sister Nancy, “Sis, come in here quick and see what a fine stud of a man we have for a houseguest.”

Sue started to jack my now rock-hard cock into full attention. My pre-cum started to gush forth. Sue giggled, “Oh look, it’s flowing out its runny, slippery stuff.” Then she placed her hand over the running pre-cum cock end and palmed my natural lube up and down my cock shaft. I shuddered, but not because I was cold and naked. Her rough, callused farm hands felt so good going up and down my hard pecker.

Nancy came into the room and shrieked with joy. “Oh sister,” she said. “We are going to have to take care of this boy’s hard problem.”

“Oh yes,” Sue said. “And I get to taste him first.”

By now, Sue had me right on the edge of falling off the cliff of climax. It was all I could do to stop from ejaculating. I was straining my PC muscles, my ass cheeks were pulling in, and I was trying so hard not to lose my cum yet.

Sue kneeled down in front of me engulfed my cock in her wide mouth while Nancy stepped up, bent her head, and started to lick and suck my nipples. I had no control when these two hot mouths attacked me. I blew my nuts in several ropes of my cum in to Sue’s wet mouth. I grunted, groaned out my pleasure and fell backwards onto the bed, panting for air.

As I recovered, laying on the edge of the bed, they sat on either side of me kissing me. Then they started to kiss each other across me as both of their big, still-clothed breasts hung above me. So I naturally reached up and started to squeeze the full orbs.

Between girly kisses, Sue said to me, “We love to make it with you men, Mike, but we like each other too.” The twins went back to kissing each other and started to remove each other’s shirts to reveal their big tits in their big, cup-full bras.

Nancy said, “We are going to make love to each other now to let your super cock recover. I want to suck that big stick of yours next time. How did his cum taste, sis?”

Sue said, “Oh just delicious, it sort of had an orange-salty taste to it.”

Nancy said, “Oh, Michael, I hope you saved some that tasty, creamy cum in your testicles for me. I want you to give me a load in the mouth too.”

Sue said, “Our hot pussies are really going to want some of your big, beautiful cock in them too. I sure hope you are up to the pleasing us with a hard fuck tool. Oh man, we are going to have such fun here tonight.”

She said, “We two girls were so lucky when you foolishly went out in this weather meet-suck and fuck porno just to shoot a dumb old pheasant. Let’s go to our bedroom and into our bed. I bet you have never had two big tited Indian squaws before, have you Michael, you big city guy, you?”

I didn’t care what she called me. If this twin was as good at fucking as the one had just been at cock sucking, then she could call me a dumb city guy all she wanted.

Sue said, “We’ve had a lot of sex with guys in high school and now with a couple of the hired hands. We have three hired hands that work for us, you know. One is married with almost fully-grown kids and is our foreman. We do not have relations or screw him, because he is practically family; besides, he is way too old and our hot young bodies could kill him if we let him fuck us.

“But the other two are something else. We went to high school with these two and started to fuck them back then, even before they stared to work here. One of these guys is Nancy’s main fuck partner now. The guys live together, out back, in the smaller of the two trailer houses.”

Nancy spoke up, “I am engaged to him now, and we are planning a wedding for next June. I think his prick is even a little bit longer then yours is, Mike, but nowhere near as thick as you are stud. He has a little narrow wiener compared to yours.”

“What my sister is trying to say, Michael dear,” Sue interrupted Nancy. “Is that neither one of us have ever experienced a pecker as big around and thick as yours. Oh my, we are going to have fun with you when you stick that big sausage in to our hot little pussies.”

Sue took me by my deflating, but still half-hard cock and led me, cock in hand, to their bedroom. I fell back onto the biggest bed I had ever seen. The twin girls told me that they slept together in this bed. Nancy said, “We moved here into the master bedroom and got this big bed after our parents passed away.”

“We both love each other so much, and just have to have our mouths on each other’s pussies so often, that we moved here into the master bedroom after our parents were gone.” She said, “Our parents both knew that we girls were bisexual and doing each other since early teenage years. They didn’t really like it, but what could they do?”

Then Sue jumped in and said, “Mom and dad were both very sexually active and fucked almost every other night here in this room. They were so loud in their love making, especially my mom, who always yelled out in pleasure with what my dad was giving her.”

“Sis and I,” she said. “Used to sit outside in the hall, listening to both of them moaning and groaning out their pleasure. We thought it was so hot when it was apparent that they were having oral sex together. My mother would just scream out, ‘Eat my pussy, love. Stick your hot tongue in my vagina.

“We would get so hot that we put our fingers beneath each other’s nightshirts and touch each other. I guess that’s why we went on to more intense love on our pussies with our mouths.”

Then Nancy chimed in, “At a very young age, we knew all about sex, because we saw all the farm animals having sex. Breeding animals was our family livelihood so both of our parents made sure we knew what was going on with the animals as well as how people did it.

“Both mom and dad sat us down when we started to menstruate and told us all about having sex with a man, about having safe sex and such. We asked and pleaded with them to show us how they did each other, but to no avail. We had to learn how to fuck the boys on our own.

“We had seen our stud horse licking the mare’s vagina before he mounted her and our two dogs doing the same thing. We had also heard about oral sex from listening to our folks tell us about it. There were also stories we both heard in school of how grown ups did this kind of sex with their mouths but none of our school chums as yet were practicing it.

“So we just naturally had to try these out on each other. Oh God, it feels so good to have a climax when my sister has her pointy tongue up inside of my pussy and licking clit,” Sue said.

“Oh yes, it is so much fun,” Nancy added. “We have never done any other girls, only each other. We do not think we are lesbians, because we like men so much.”

They told me about having sex for the first time in their small, rural town high school. Nancy said, “We had trouble getting the boys to go out with us, because we were always bigger and taller than most of the them. Even after we turned eighteen and were all grown up.”

I guess all that changed when the large, rapidly developing, twin girls learned how to suck cock… Or at least that is what they told me.

Then Sue said, “We started to get any boy we wanted when it got around that we loved the taste of cum and we would swallow all of their lovely seed. It also helped that we learned to deep throat a guy without gagging.”

Nancy said, “You men are not very adventurous, such sissies sometimes. Most of you have never given a girl’s pussy a tongue licking, but you are all so ready to stick your picks into us girl’s wet mouths.”

I said to both of them, “You girls wait till I get my mouth down on each of your lovely cunts. I’ll show you what pussy eating is all about. I am the best cunt eater that ever there was,” I bragged.

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I have a nice mother who is 43 Years old, but a widow. My mother is very young looking and has such a terrific figure that it’s hard to believe she’s over forty. With a figure of around 38-26-40 and a young complexion she looks more like as if She is around thirty. I am the only child of my parents. When we both go together for shopping or other chores I can’t help noticing the looks of lust and admiration that my mother manages to attract. The problem is I know that my mother is a born flirt and being lonely for six years had made her worse. In parties when I was younger I have clearly noticed her flirting around with other men. She also loves to show her stunning figure and her breathtaking complexion by wearing skimpy modern outfits and tight salwars and sarees that have given me and quite a few others the hardest times of our lives. In short she is an ultramodern sexy and lonely lady.

My mother and I had always been close. Father died of a stroke at a relatively young age, leaving mother and I alone. Things were rough at first, but we got through it.

I have noticed my friends at school all horny young teenagers just like me, made hot comments about her great figure and sexy breasts. She was a regular in the local gym and beauty parlor and the effort certainly wasn’t a waste.

The first time it happened was a few months back. I remember coming home one night after a cricket game. It was about ten in the night when I opened the door as quietly as possible, hoping not to wake mother. It didn’t work, though. The living room was dark there was only the outside light shining in through the picture window. I got just inside the door when I heard a sound from the couch. It was mother getting up to confront me.

“You scared the hell out of me,” she said, obviously upset.

“I’m sorry, mother.” From where she stood the light shone through her nightgown, rendering it transparent. Her long black hair stood tousled and wild looking. Her breasts were large and had no sag. There was a dark thatch of hair showing through the flimsy nightie. It wasn’t a cold night, but her nipples had hardened and pushed against the light fabric. “I couldn’t sleep and was thinking of you. I thought of your father, and how he left us…” she said. “Mother,” I said, crossing to her, “dad didn’t leave us. He died. Otherwise he’d still be here with us. You know how much he loved us.”

Her eyes welled with tears. I hadn’t seen her this vulnerable mofos porno in years. I took her into my arms. As I felt my mother melt into my arms, her body molding itself to me, I felt a stirring. My cock was reacting. How could I, I though to myself? This was wrong. Still, the feel of my mother’s large breasts and hard nipples digging into my chest was causing my dick to wriggle and throb. Her body trembled and, with a heavy sigh, I felt my mother’s hot breath against my neck.

“You look so like him,” she said softly, sadly.

I was appalled with my body. My cock was now rock hard. In fact, I don’t believe I’d ever been this hard. I could feel each beat of my heart, the blood forcing itself through my cock. I was just about to pull away when mother, ever so gently, ground her pussy against my dick. What a marvelous sensation that was! She, too , must have felt it, because a low moan tore from her throat. She looked up at me, her eyes bright with tears.

“Please, Rahul” she said, “don’t ever leave me.”

“Never, mother,” I said.

She mashed her lips on mine. Her tongue thrust into my mouth, teasing and entwining with my own tongue, all while grinding slowly against my rock-hard cock.

My hands moved to her ass. I couldn’t believe how hard her butt was. I pulled her tighter to me, reveling in the play of her cheek muscles. She squeezed her thighs together, trapping my dick between them and, by alternately rubbing them together, massaged my cock. My right hand swept up along her rib cage, finding and cupping a large breast. The breast was larger than my hand, about the size of a football. Flesh splayed out on either side of my grip. My thumb twitched over the nipple, urging it to grow even longer. Her moaning grew louder.

“Oh my darling,” she said. She pulled back and pushed me onto the floor. With one quick movement she pulled the nightgown over her head and tossed it aside. She was beautiful. The light caressed every hill and valley like a lover’s eyes — like my eyes. She cupped her breasts, presenting them to me. Mother looked deep into my eyes as she squeezed them, teasing the nipples into two hard, long nubs of flesh. “I remember how my nipples tingled when I fed you as a baby,” she said softly. “Your father used to watch us feeding. He’d say it was the most beautiful thing he’d ever seen. Sometimes, afterward, while you lay sleeping right next to us in the bed, he’d make love naughty america porno to me.”

She freed one hand and ran it down her firm, flat stomach to her pussy. I watched one painted finger rub against her clit, sliding up and down her fattening pussy lips and, after her fingertip glistened with her juice, slide slowly into her cunt.

“Show me your dick. Show mother your cock,” she said, eyes squeezed closed in passion. Her eyes opened at the sound of my zipper opening. My cock fairly sprang into the air. A moan came from mother.

“You are so like him,” she said, kneeling down next to me. I watched her reach out to gently grasp my hot cock. At first she just squeezed, causing my dick to fatten. A single drop of pre-come oozed onto the tip. She continued squeezing my dick and started moaning. I couldn’t stand still. With trembling hands I touched her cunt and slowly inserted my hand into hers. Slowly I started to push my finger into her lovely cunt, my birth channel! However I couldn’t stand longer. With a terrific gush I came in my mother’s hand, making it wet with cum. She inserted that hand too along with my hand, into her cunt

“Oh god,” she moaned. Her hands dug at her pussy, one finger tweaking her hardened clit, along with mine. “My god, darling, I’m going to come. I’m going to come…” Her skin was red, sweat pouring down her body. One hand clenched painfully at her breast while the other was now deep inside her jerking pussy. She tensed and the veins stood out on her neck. She held her breath while waves of pleasure coursed through her body. Suddenly, a long, low wail escaped her mouth.

“Aaaah,” she said, softly at first, then rising in pitch and volume.

“Aaaaah,” and I could see a trickle of liquid oozing from between her fingers.

“Aaaaah” she said as I watched the muscles under her skin jerking and twitching. Her pussy juices ran down onto her thighs, and the room was filled with my mother’s sweet smell.

Watching my mother come so hard had revived my cock. I stroked myself while her breathing returned to normal. Her hands continued caressing her body, squeezing here, probing there, until she regained control of herself. Then her eyes opened and she saw me playing with myself. “Ummm,” she said. “There’s a lot to be said for youth.” I tore my clothes from my overheated body, flinging them to various parts of the room.

Mother walked over to public agent porno me and stood with one leg on either side of my hips. She lowered herself, pussy lips now wide open and aimed squarely for my hard cock. The head of my dick lodged at my mother’s pussy. Her cunt lips were achingly hot, and her pussy juices were still leaking out of her. She looked deep into my eyes.

“I love you so much,” she said. I looked down to watch my dick get enveloped. Mother spent hours every day going to the gym. Her firm thighs showed no weakness as she held herself suspended above me. Now she let gravity fuck her. Slowly her pussy sank onto my cock, pushing itself onto me. Her juices were so hot as they lubricated her hungry pussy that they ran down my cock, onto my thighs and pooled under my ass. I was determined to control myself this time. I came like a virgin the first time. This time I intended to fuck my mother like a man.

I thrust my hips up, driving deep into my mother’s cunt. She grunted in response, tits jiggling and swaying. I started a steady rhythm, dragging the full length of my now-huge cock against her stiffened clit. She was moaning quietly in time to my strokes.

“Stop moving for a second,” she said huskily. Sweat was pouring down her body, dripping off the tips of her nipples onto my chest. She lowered herself completely onto me, knees on the floor, and ground her hips in a circular motion, stirring her pussy juices with my hard stick. Her eyes closed as she turned her thoughts over to the feelings deep inside. I felt my climax building. My dick expanded and grew longer yet, and my mother froze while an orgasm tore through her. I actually felt the walls of her vagina squeezing and rippling against my cock, pussy lips milking me. That is all it took to finish me as splash after splash of come shot from my cock. While I shoved my dick as deep as possible into my mother, her body jerked in response to my strokes. At last we were both done. She laid on me, head resting on my chest, my cock still buried in her. It softened and, with an agonizing pleasure, dropped out of her. I could feel globs of our still warm goo dribbling out of her pussy onto my flaccid cock.

After this incident we began making out regularly. Now my mother is never lonely. I give her company. We go out together for restaurants; movies etc together and behave just like a newly married couple. My mother also flirts a bit these days however I make sure it’s within control as I’m in charge. I now realize that my mother had actually seduced me for her own pleasure but still I love it! After all not many people can boast of getting their hands on a terribly attractive and desirable lady at a young age, leave alone their own mother!!

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Here, in the heart of the desert, an oasis had been born that history had never seen before. It was of magnanimous proportions and it took the notion of what an oasis actually was to unparalleled heights, making it unrivalled as a sort of latter-day Xanadu. People came from far and wide to frolic in this artificial environment. They were drawn by the sheer spectacle of it and they were drawn by the staggering array of attractions that inhabited its towers and spires. Conferences and conventions brought some while the dreams of “hitting” it brought so many more. I was there for a business meeting and, to some degree, my future was bound up in what I was there for. This put me on a sort of knife-edge as I was engulfed by the city, if it might be called that, of Las Vegas.

The meetings had gone quite well for the first two days that I was there and, on the third, I entered into what might be termed a “party” zone with my business associates. The President of the company lived in a ritzy development called Canyon Grove and it was at his house that we convened at to talk business in a more relaxed setting than that of a boardroom or convention floor. In a way, it was almost a relief to get away from “the Strip”, as the area where the hotels stood was known. The urge to gamble and go overboard almost vanished for me when I was outside the environs of the hotel I was staying at.

The Mandalay Bay, for that was the name of the establishment, is a striking example of the far reaches of the creative impulses that surround everything in the city on the desert floor. Here almost anything that one could desire from a vacation point of view had been brought to vibrant life. There were the usual attractions of the gaming tables in astonishing abundance and variety. Slot machines that seemed to number in the thousands chattered away and rang bells and whistles as the hands of those drawn to them fed them. There were several restaurants and also several places that brought a variety of entertainments to their stages. Stores that sold all kinds of luxury goods lined the outer walkways of the casino area and one was hard-pressed to avoid spending outrageously on things that could be termed trivial.

As I wandered these halls of pleasure, I could not help noticing the enticing arrays of human flesh that were everywhere. There were tourists clad in the skimpiest of garments, revealing breasts that seemed to be so visible that anyone so inclined was able to literally feast their eyes on the jiggling globes that were everywhere. The female employees of the Hotel were themselves dressed in outfits that left surprisingly little to the imagination. Once my first meetings were over and I began to really look around me, I began to feel some almost uncontrollable urges pulsing in my loins. Although it was something I only rarely entertained as a possibility, I began to think of what the world of paid sex would offer me in this metropolis of sin. I began to think more and more of singing in the choir in this cathedral dedicated to the notions of naughtiness. Somehow I resisted this impulse since I knew that there could be a high price to pay for such indulgence but the thoughts roamed around in my mind like animals unleashed and a growling in my brain kept reminding me of my horny state.

I was asked to be ready to be picked up in the early afternoon to go to the house of the President of the company and I stopped in at Raffles Café for a relaxed lunch before the appointed time. The waitress who served me was a good-looking woman. Her blonde hair was smartly arranged and she went about her business in a positive way. It was part of working in this environment that one had to at least seem to be in a good mood and wear a smile. This woman did wear a lovely smile along with the skimpy outfit but it seemed to be a little strained to me. Some sort of intuition told me this and I questioned her about what she was actually feeling.

Julia, for that was her name, was somewhat surprised by my line of questioning since almost all of the men she dealt with took a crudely sexist line in the conversational approaches. She seemed amazed that any man seemed to be interested in her internal feelings rather than the curve of her breasts and the jiggle of her buttocks, which protruded from the bottom of her garb almost as much as her breasts did from the top of it. Somehow, right in the thick of it, we connected in a human fashion and a polite conversation ensued as she shuttled food and took orders at a number of tables, including mine. I was not surprised when she told me that she really was sorry that there were rules about fraternizing with the guests of the hotel but as she left my table for the final time, I gazed at her physique with no small amount of longing. I was lost in that gaze when she turned and gave me a really delightful smile that left me wondering how I might find this woman outside of the environs of the Mandalay Bay.

Once I reached the President’s house, he imposed on me to prepare dinner for the twenty or so people who grup sex porno would be there that evening. It had been his intention, he told me, to take everyone out to dinner but that had become impossible with the crowd growing in number to an unforeseen size. Since it was in my own interest and since I loved cooking anyway, I told him that it would be my pleasure to do that for him provided I had some sort of help and provided it was understood that I would not be involved in any clean-up work.

He agreed quickly to this and he gave me several crisp, hundred-dollar bills with which to obtain what I needed for the evening’s entertainment and the keys to his black BMW for transport. We spent the next hour or so talking business and then I began to think about what I would prepare for his guests many of who were friends of mine. I had wanted to go back to the Hotel early so that I could attempt to track down Julia by playing detective but the thoughts of her creamy flesh had perforce to disappear now that I was faced with feeding the dinner party with more than just a barbecue.

I cruised up Sahara in the black BMW, headed out toward Summerlin, which lay, on the western edge of Vegas. Whenever I travel I take my own music along and I barreled toward the crags of the red rocks on the edge of town with sounds pouring out of the premium sound system that occupied the dashboard of the luxury automobile. The throaty voice of the engine, with all of its twelve cylinders, somehow seemed perfect with the cadence of the music I had brought along for my own edification. Several locations for finding the food had been given to me and it was no hardship to be driving this beautiful automobile on this particular mission.

The car rode like a dream and I felt like a spiral on the desert floor, connected over the eons with the movement of rhythmic life eternal, the sounds pounding out in their patterns. That was when I saw her in her car. Julia, driving a blue Nissan and turning into the parking lot of the Wild Oats store, just where I happened to be headed. It seemed almost too good to be true so I geared down and turned into the parking space beside her and emerged from the car I was driving as she emerged from her own.

My greeting was met with a totally nonplussed look and a lack of any recognition. She looked at me and did the double-take thing, peering intently through the curtain of her sunglasses. As I got close to her I could see some form of recognition beginning to take hold in her brain. She wanted to know if she knew me somehow, or if I knew her somehow. Words tumbled out of her in a run as she shuffled facial images around in her primary consciousness. So I made it really simple by telling her where and when we had connected. This woman probably looked at thousands of different people everyday as she served them and I wanted to make it easier, not more difficult.

Then the real spark warmed up and began to glow in her as we stood there in the balminess of that desert afternoon and I explained to her, reminding her about lunch and our talking. She smiled at me, I could recognize the smile from lunch but now it carried a different air since the body that it adorned was clad in clothing of her own choice and, by design I am sure, she looked quite stunning. As she stared at me, her tongue ran its way over the full lips that graced her face and, if anything had ever really turned me on, that one gesture certainly did its trick on me there and then!

Naturally Julia wanted to know how I had found her, if I had followed her. The puzzlement she displayed was natural enough but I tried hard to put her mind at ease saying that it was all the most curious and wondrous coincidence. I told her that the heavens had opened to my wishes to see her again and brought us together in this remarkable way and that now that we were connected like this, I was not about to let her go. She wanted to know what I meant by that, of course, and I told her that I wanted her to be my guest at the party that evening and to allow me to feed her instead of her serving me food. It would be a nice turn around I told her, for her to be there and to relax and enjoy herself.

Her eyes went from the majestic black BMW with its opaque windows and racy wheels and they traveled up and down the length of me, looking intently as though trying to divine some inner thing. Yes, she said, yes, she wanted that, wanted the company, wanted a human connection that evening and she loved the idea of having dinner made for her but most of all she liked the idea of our connection. Her hand ran along the flowing lines of the hood of the BMW and she began to tell me just how much she loved this particular model of car. Then I looked again in her eyes and I could see desire surging there like the clouds gathering for an incoming storm. I extended to her an invitation to get in the car with me and go for a little run before I did the dinner shopping. Her hesitation was less than slight and she was over it in a millisecond. She looked latina fuck tour porno at me over the gleaming black roof as I unlocked the car and then she slid into the passenger seat as I got into the driver’s side.

We were leaning into a kiss even before I was fully ensconced in the seat and her mouth opened to mine as though in a dream. I always try to remember first kisses, it stirs my romantic nature down way deep and this kiss was filled with all the attributes I wanted in any kiss. Our tongues met in an amazing blend of juice and dancing meshing sexiness. We were both moaning into each other’s mouths before too long and I wondered if she were as horny as I was. She must have sensed my thoughts because she pulled away and, after looking at me long and hard, she told me that she really needed to be held and made to feel special.

That, I told her, was something I fully intended to do for her and I leaned toward her to kiss her again deeply. I felt her hand sliding down my chest toward my groin as our mouths ground together in the ecstatic dance that two people dive into when they know they are going to really get it on. Her fingers closed around my cock and she moaned loudly into me as she held me there, touching and exploring through the gabardine of my trousers. Now I took her hand and told her to stop, that it felt too good too quickly and I wanted to savor her totally. She looked at me in a deeply mysterious way and told me that I had captured something inside of her that she was, in effect, submitting to me there and then! My head spun with the intensity and speed of what was happening so I started the car and mashed the accelerator and floored it on my way out of the parking lot. The mighty engine sang a song with deep notes and I directed the car out of town, pausing only to look at Julia who had slid down the seat, the white cotton of her dress up around her waist and the tiny panties she wore tugged deep into her crack.

Somehow I found a small road and slid onto it almost sideways, the tires grabbing for purchase as the wheels spun. Julia moaned loudly in the seat next to me and when I next looked, she had the panties pulled to one side and she was fiddling with herself, her eyes half closed and her mouth half-open. It was a sight that got to me instantly and I told her how good she looked. There was no verbal reply from her, she moved over toward me and asked if she could please see my hard cock.

In the few seconds that I thought about it she asked me again, saying that the car, the smell of the leather of the seats, it had all just gotten to her and she was going over the top, she had to see my cock. The zipper of my jeans came down and I eased them down and my cock out until it was out there, throbbing in the wind that rushed in through the sunroof. She wanted to know if I was hard for her, was that steely cock so throbbing and taut for her or was it just plain like that sometimes.

Her mouth came down then on the end of my cock, engulfing it in a maelstrom of hot wetness. The feelings were so incredibly amazing that I almost lost the car on the next turn. My hand went down to her buttocks and slid over them, to the core of her and one of my fingers slid right into her cunt and another went straight into her ass. She jerked back from the sucking of my cock and looked at me before diving down again. The car hit a hundred miles an hour and the desert scenery began to really slip by. My fingers probed deeper and deeper into her and I easily added another finger to each of her openings, the juice from her cunt so overflowing that there was lubricant enough for anything.

Anything, I thought, and then I pulled the car to the side of the road with a howl. The tires bit and a cloud of dust plumed over the black beauty as it slid to a halt on the side of the road. I got out and walked around to her side of the car. The door was already open when I got there and her ass was in the air, her dress in a crumpled ring around her middle. My cock somehow seemed even harder as I surveyed this incredible sight, hardly believing that this was happening to me. I reached in and slapped her ass hard a couple of times and then, looking at the eye of her asshole, I decided to fuck her ass right there and then, without even going to her cunt, I would make love to that later on in the night.

This was a time for the fuck; the hardest core of it and it seemed so fitting to go to her ass. I think that she realized what I was thinking before I even got it totally myself and she began to moan, yes, my ass, fuck my ass, please fuck my ass, I want it so badly, so badly, so badly. Her hands came round and held a buttock each and she spread herself, the tips of her fingers in her cunt and in her ass, opening the holes, spreading them for my forceful entry.

I steadied myself and dragged my cock over the globes of her ass, asking her if she was ready for some supreme pleasure. Before she could answer I lowered the tip into her asshole and with a hard shove slid it lezbiyen porno into her until a good four inches was deep inside her hole. Her rectum extended itself over my cock as I did this accommodating whatever she could of me. On the next thrust I was buried deep inside of her and she was wailing loudly. The third thrust was the total charm as I was in her to my scrotum. I tugged back slowly and then, after staring at this lovely sight, I pushed hard into her again and again. It all was amazing and such an incredible turn-on that I was hard-pressed not to come instantly, wanting much more of this glove-like feeling that enveloped my cock.

The wrinkles of her sphincter disappeared with my thrusts and her screams became louder until I feared someone somewhere had to be hearing us but around us only the wind spoke in the desert and I plunged again and again into Julia’s asshole. She began to come after just a few minutes of this and then I was beginning to come as well, really hard. I never spouted into her asshole though for she had swiftly spun around and was absorbing the jets of come in the cushion of her mouth, sucking me deeply into that heaven. I uttered a sound that I had never heard come out of my own mouth before and I jerked in the spasm of the orgasm.

Around us nothing stirred in the desert heat. She collapsed back into the car and I slowly crumpled onto her, kissing her and tasting my own come in her mouth and on her tongue. I looked down at her and smiled at the vision she represented hair askew and clothes tugged every which way. Somehow the thought of what I had to do next was swimming into the mush of my brown. I told her that I had to cook for these people, all twenty or so of them, and that I had to go and shop for the event.

She grinned back at me, as long, she said, as I promised that I would spend the rest of the night with her. She did not mind, she said, if I was going to really fuck her brains out later. She was all for it and would help me, she wanted to help me. There was no way I told her that I wanted her to do that, but I did want to be able to have around as I cooked. I wanted to see her there, to be able to feel her ass and to kiss her from time to time, knowing that I was going to take her to her limits later. We smiled at each other and kissed again long and hard. I went back to the driver’s seat and fired up the twelve cylinders of the car and we roared back to town.

Now the boom of that tuned engine was such a sweet song as we rode the wave back to town. The automobile fairly leaped under my coaxing and before long we were way beyond any speed limit. It should go without saying that my cock was once again out and in the delightful grip of Julia. I wanted to touch her as well but with the car now going well over a hundred miles and hour, the edge of the city was coming up to meet us in a wild rush. The thrill of the speed and the hum of the tires as they held us in their cushioned grip would have been a turn-on all by themselves but with Julia at my side I have to say that I was way into it.

On the passenger side of the car she was laid out and stretched over the leather of the seat. Her other hand was in her own crotch and very busy there. She asked me to watch the road and to leave the touching to her. There was going to come a time later that evening, she said, when she was going to want my full attention but she wanted to get it alive and the black beast was holding us on a sharp edge as I drove. As the first houses began to flash by I slowed the big car dramatically and we smiled at each other. I knew that she was wet, very, very wet and hot and I wanted to blow off cooking dinner just like that.

The course had to be held to though, I was expected and I could not let the people down. I knew they would wonder when I arrived with Julia and I knew they would want to know but I was looking into a deeper distance and their queries would fall on the floor of silence. Responses were going to be saved for Julia, I knew that then, and I began to feel my energy percolate. The orgasm in the desert had been as though a part of a séance, now the medium had spoken and we were going to thread our way to higher levels. The motion of the car slowed as we neared where her car was parked. My mind returned to what I was going to make for dinner, the menu truncated now from the time in the desert.

At the first traffic light I nursed the car to a halt. A big dark colored Bronco pulled up on the left side of us on the inner lane. I looked up out of the car at the glazed window of the big SUV next to us. The window came down with a whirring sound and saw a face framed with brunette curls looking out and down at me. I knew that this woman was able to see right into the BMW and I knew that she had to be seeing Julia’s head bobbing up and down in my lap.

A smile broke her the lines of her tanned face and then she looked right into my eyes. She passed some comment about what a lovely time I seemed to be having and, before I could respond, Julia looked up from her ministrations and told her that we were BOTH having a very good time. Now a man’s face appeared next to the woman’s and he too stared hard at us. The light changed and I gunned the motor hard and we sped away, laughing with pleasure and amusement. The desert air seemed to agree with both of us.

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Around mid afternoon the Harden family sat down to dinner. It was a strange affair; both women behaved unusually. Mary kept pretending that nothing strange was going on, but the more she pretended, the more her husband could see that something was troubling her. She was observing Billy with a strange look in her eyes. Doctor Harden could not comprehend what was behind this look, but he was certain that he had never seen his wife look at their son this way.

Billy noticed it as well. His mom turned her eyes elsewhere every time their eyes locked, but he noticed that she was studying him.

“What’s with mom?” he asked himself in his thoughts. “Did I do something? She mentioned something about something in the kitchen.”

Poor young man tried very hard to recall anything bad he might have done, especially anything that involved kitchen, but no matter how much he forced his brain to think, nothing came back to him.

And as if Mary’s strange mood was not enough, now Nancy started to act weird. Doctor Harden noticed that she kept sending him funny looks. She also touched him. Nancy was sitting next to him and on few occasions she put her hand on his shoulder or leg. The contact was very brief and the girl quickly removed her hand, but her touch was strangely warm and intimate; too intimate for a daughter touching her father.

Doctor Harden kept telling himself that he was imagining things, but he could never completely convince himself. And although he was not sure, he thought that at one point he caught Nancy staring at his crotch. No. That was impossible. Why should she do such a thing?

After the dinner was over, the kids were tasked with cleaning the table and taking care of dishes while Steven took Mary to another room.

“Honey, I’m worried about you.”

She smiled, but it was not a very convincing smile. “I’m fine Steve. Everything is ok.”

He looked deep into her eyes. She tried to withstand his silent examination, but after few seconds Mary had to turn away.

“You are lying to me.” It was a stern statement of an obvious fact and not a question.

“Don’t be silly.” She giggled nervously. “I’m just tired. And I have many things on my head.”

“Like what?”

“Oh, you know. Things back home. Things at work.”

Doctor Harden knew his wife well enough to know that he won’t get the truth out of her through hostile confrontation and questioning. It was preferable to help her relax and wait until she was comfortable enough to tell him on her own. It was time to change tactics.

Doctor Harden came to her and encircled his arms around her waist. “You worry too much sweetie.” He planted a loving kiss on her forehead. “Let all these things go. That’s why we came here; to relax and forget our problems. It is a vacation after all.”

Mary smiled. This time her smile was sincere. “You are absolutely right. We should have some fun.”

“That’s the spirit,” doctor Harden answered jovially. “What do you want to do?”

“I don’t know. You pick something.”

“Hmm. How about we go swimming? That pool outside looks huge.”

His wife took a second to think it over. “I don’t feel like it.”

“Very well. How about sauna?”

“Yes. That sounds great.”

“Then lets go.”

***

The sauna was, like most saunas, hot and steamy. Doctor Harden was sitting on a bench. His wife was lying with her head resting on his knees. They were making small talk when Billy walked in. He was naked, except for the towel wrapped around his waist.

“Hi. Do you mind if I join you?”

“Not at all,” his father replied.

Mary sat up and made sure that her towel was wrapped tightly around her. Although her towel covered all the intimate parts of her naked flesh, and even though Billy was right now unable to see any part of her that he was normally not able to see in everyday circumstances, Mary felt very uncomfortable being seen like this by her son. After her experience in the kitchen she was wary about exposing any part of her body before him.

“Where is Nancy? Is she going to join us as well?” asked doctor Harden.

“I think I saw her near the pool,” his son replied. “I don’t know if she’s coming here.”

The two men, or rather the boy and the man, started talking about school, doctor Harden’s work, sports and other subjects. Mary threw in few words here and there, but for most part she sat quietly. At first she listened to what was said, but her attention soon switched to her son’s half naked body. As far as she could tell, he looked exactly the same as he did in the kitchen. Of course, her examination could not be totally complete because of the towel he wore.

“I wonder how big my baby’s cock is.” She immediately scolded herself for thinking such thoughts, but the image of her son’s member could not leave her mind. Whenever she closed her eyes, she could see it plainly in her imagination. She remembered how it felt to taste it and lick it. How it felt to take it inside her mouth and feel the big veins covering it with female fake taxi porno her tongue. In her mind she saw it sliding in and out of her vagina and recalled how wonderful it felt.

Mary caught herself daydreaming. She opened her eyes and forced herself to listen to the discussion. But as she listened, her eyes became glued to Billy’s sweating, muscular body. He was so gorgeous. Mary felt the urge to come up to him and kiss his boyish face. And then to start licking his sweat, starting at the chest and letting her tongue slowly trail down to his stomach before tearing that stupid towel away and licking the sweat off from his massive meat and impressive balls. She would get it clean, as well as nicely hard and throbbing. She had to lick it good in order to get it well lubricated so that there would be little difficulty in inserting it inside her hungry, wet pussy. She closed her eyes and imagined herself straddling Billy and riding hard on his big cock while he and his dad kept talking as if nothing unusual was going on.

The horny mom snapped out of her fantasy only to realize how aroused she was. Her nipples were hard and her pussy was flooding. She had to get out right this moment. The longer she remained in that small room with her almost naked son, the greater the risk she ran of somehow betraying her condition. Besides, there was no point in staying. She was not going to participate in their boring discussion.

“I’m sorry guys, but I had enough sauna,” Mary said while hurryingly making her way towards the door. “You two can stay here and keep talking.”

“Are you sure honey? Do you want me to come with you?” doctor Harden asked in a worried tone of voice. He could see that his wife was acting strange again.

Mary blushed. “Of course I’m all right sweetie. I’m just tired from all this heat. You two can stay here. Don’t worry about anything.”

She opened the door and left, but not before unconsciously licking her lips after catching the last glimpse of Billy’s sweaty, muscular body.

***

Mary quickly made her way to her room half walking, half running. Once inside, she sat on the bed and almost cried. Her body was still aroused, and it made her feel ashamed.

“Why am I reacting this way? What is happening to me? A mother should not think this way about her son, even if he does have a big, tasty cock that shoots buckets of delicious cum. Oh my god. Why did I just think about that?”

She happened to notice that the door to the bathroom was opened and saw the shower door inside. It occurred to the horny mother that a shower might be a good idea. Right now she felt like a bitch in heat. Perhaps a cold shower could snap her out of it. Plus, she had to wash the sweat off her body anyway.

Mary allowed the towel to drop to the floor and walked naked into the bathroom. She turned on the shower and adjusted the water’s temperature until it was pleasantly cool. She then entered inside and started washing her luscious body.

The water felt so good on her naked flesh. She immediately started to feel better. Her soapy hands roamed all over her body. She turned her back to the shower to enjoy the sensation of cool water splashing on her back and neck and closed her eyes. Her hands started washing her big breasts. It felt good. Her fingers locked on her hard nipples and started playing with them. At first she did so merely to wash them, but the pleasure derived from touching her hard, pointy nipples was so intense that she kept on doing it.

The nipple play lasted for a long moment. Mary kept her eyes closed. She became completely lost in the sensation. Eventually, her right hand slowly slid downwards towards her womanhood. It was an unconscious action. Her mind did not even register the hand closing in on her vagina. Al that the horny woman was aware of was the pleasure and the desire for more pleasure.

Her right hand reached the vagina and started rubbing. Mary opened her eyes and looked down. She was surprised, but also content. It felt good and she needed some sort of release. Perhaps it was better to masturbate rather than keeping those feelings inside.

She leaned against the wall and closed her eyes again. She slid a finger inside her and started to slowly push it in and out. At the same time her left hand started squeezing and twisting her breasts.

It felt so good, but it was not enough. Her pussy was burning and flooding. She was in too much heat to take things slowly.

The masturbating beauty quickly slid a second, a third and then a fourth finger inside her. That felt four times better than before. Her fingers went in and out faster and faster.

“Aaah. Aaaah. Feels so good. Aaaaaah. Yes. Aaaaaaaah. So fucking good. More. More. Moooore.”

Mary cupped her left breast and brought it to her mouth. Her head dropped and her sensual lips wrapped themselves around her nipple. She started sucking on it like a little baby.

Due to the intense arousal and the stimulation that her fingers genel porno and her mouth were providing, it took only a moment for the gorgeous MILF to come. She moaned like crazy while her lips remained locked on her nipple.

“Mmmmm. Mmmmmm. Mmmmmmmmmmmm. Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm.”

The orgasm hit her like a lightening bolt. Her body became rigid, and then relaxed again. Mary slowly allowed herself to slide downwards with a big, content smile glued to her face. She sat down and spread her legs. For the moment she was too weak to stand.

“I just hope that this will take away my mind from Billy,” she said to herself.

However, it was not to be. Thinking about Billy brought back the memory of their encounter is the kitchen. She recalled how his young cock was pounding her pussy, how he licked her cunt and how she sucked on his hard member until he came in her mouth and she drank his youthful semen. It was a very pleasant memory, and it got her pussy burning all over again.

“Jesus,” she thought to herself as her hand started rubbing her vagina. “What is happening to me? I crave sex. I want to fuck so badly and I want to fuck with my own son.”

Mary fought a battle within. One part of her wanted to masturbate and come and come and come until she couldn’t anymore. Another part wanted to leave and do other, non sexual things. The two sides remained locked in conflict all the while Mary was slowly rubbing her fiery pussy.

She happened to spot a candle standing on the nearby bathtub. The candle was long, thick and had an egg shaped head. It reminded her of a penis. Seeing it, an idea occurred to Mary’s naughty mind. She quickly stood up, turned off the shower and wiped herself dry with a towel. Then she took the candle and went to the bedroom where she made herself comfortable on the bed.

She brought the candle to her lips and kissed it playfully. “Hello there little fella,” she said playfully as if talking to a puppy. “You’re going to make me a very happy woman. I have a friend who is just dying to meet you. Let me introduce you to her.”

Mary brought the candle between her legs and started to rub her sensitive pussy with its egg head. It was crazy, but she was horny and her pussy was in dire need of some good pounding. She had left all her sex toys at home and her husband was busy talking with Billy.

“Mmmm. Billy,” she moaned when the candle entered inside her. Her cunt was so wet that there was no need for lubrication; it slid inside with almost no friction. Then, the pounding began for good.

Mary worked the improvised dildo furiously while her other hand was busy pleasuring her nipples. The candle was smaller than Billy’s cock, but it was of respectable size and it felt much better than her fingers.

The memory of Billy’s cock caused her to fantasize about her son. In her mind she saw him on top of her with his giant dick thrusting in and out of the very cunt that gave him life eighteen years earlier. Mary knew that it was sick to think about her son like this. She tried to think about her husband and other men, but it was no use. Every single time her imaginary partners took the shape of Billy just after few seconds. Eventually she gave up and allowed herself to go. Maybe this was what she needed?

“Aaah. Yes Billy. Aaaaaah. Fuck your mommy. Fuck me good baby with that giant cock of yours. Aaaah. Aaaaaaaaaah. Baby, you’re going to make me come. Make me come baby. Mommy needs your cum inside her so that she can come. Aaaaaaah.”

Reality disappeared. Everything ceased to exist. There was only her sex starved cunt and the candle. Her hands moved faster and faster. In her imagination, Billy was picking up speed.

“Aaaaaah. Aaaaaaaaah. Shiiiiiit. Aaaaaaaah. Fuck me baby. Fuck your bitch mother. I need your cock so bad. Aaaaaaaaah. Fuuuuuuuck. Aaaaaaaaaah.”

Mary’s hands became a blur. She was fucking herself at top speed. It took only a moment for her to climax.

“Fuck. Fuck. Here I come. Here I cum. You made your mother cum you motherfucker. Here I cuuuuuuuuuuuuuum! Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck! Yeeeeeeeeeeees!”

Her juices ejaculated from her fuck hole and coated both the candle and her hand. She just had one of best orgasms of her life. It was almost as good as the ones she had with Billy back in the kitchen. It took her few minutes to recover. Much to her dismay, she was still horny.

“Oh god, no. I’m in heat. Maybe if I fuck myself one more time, then I’m going to be all right.”

The poor, horny mother had to masturbate four more times before her arousal evaporated. Each time she tried another position and a different piece of furniture. After her last orgasm, she felt too tired to do anything. Her body needed rest. She took a second shower, changed the bed sheets, and then took a nap.

***

After Mary left, doctor Harden and Billy spend close to an hour together talking about this and that. Eventually, Billy excused himself and left. Alone, doctor Harden took off his towel and, naked like a newborn baby, stretched glory hole secrets porno out on the bench. The heat was suffocating and sweat was running on him in streams. But it felt good. He closed his eyes and relaxed.

It came from nowhere. A wave of lust rushed through his body. He felt his penis swell and rise rapidly. He looked down and saw his mammoth tool pointing at the ceiling and throbbing.

“What the hell?”

This was weird. He didn’t thought nor did anything sexual. So why was his body reacting this way?

The bewildered doctor closed his eyes again and tried to relax. It was no use. He tried to think about something disgusting and unsexy, but his efforts were in vain. His body was disconnected from his mind and acting on its own. His dick was by now throbbing like crazy and ejaculating a tiny, but steady stream of precum.

“I guess I have to take care of my baby,” doctor Harden said as his hand wrapped itself around his meat and started stroking.

His self pleasuring lasted less than a minute before the doctor opened his eyes. Some sort of sixth sense told him that he was not alone.

Indeed, he wasn’t. Next to him stood Mary and Nancy. Both were completely naked and starring at his cock with hunger in their eyes.

“Sweet, holly Jesus!” the doctor yelled. The shock at seeing these two women there and naked while he was masturbating caused him to fall from the bench.

“Jesus! Mary! I can explain,” he screamed while looking around for a towel. Since there was none within arm’s reach. He desperately, and unsuccessfully, tried to hide his erect tool with both hands.

“Listen.” He was red from embarrassment, but he also managed to regain enough of his senses to try to recapture control over the situation. He sat back on the bench and switched the tone of his voice from scared to accusing. “You shouldn’t walk in on people like that. I thought that the door was locked.” Indeed, it was. It could be opened only from inside. So how did these two gorgeous women got inside? “And why are both naked anyway?”

It was only now after asking that question that it finally hit him that the two ladies were naked. Of course, he saw their nude bodies right from the beginning, but his mind was too shocked to register their nakedness. Now, he just realized how strange it was that his naked wife and naked daughter were standing right in front of him.

His already lustful penis went nuts. The two women were divinely beautiful and made for fucking. Both mother and daughter had almost identical bodies and very similar faces. Doctor Harden couldn’t help but notice their parted vaginal lips that were visibly moist, and it wasn’t sweat, although their bodies were wet from perspiration. He could clearly smell their pussy juices. Their giant breasts were full and swollen, as were their hard nipples. The two ladies kept on licking their sensual lips.

“What are you two doing here? Nancy, put something on yourself for god’s sake.”

There was no reply. The two females kept staring at his penis as if it was a twelve inch candy and they were kids desperate to suck on something sweet.

Mary was the first one to move. She sat down next to her husband, took his head in her hands and kissed him. Doctor Harden was too surprised to resist. Their tongues met and danced. It felt like heaven. After only a brief moment he forgot about the outside world. His hands left his penis and went to his wife’s eager body. His left arm wrapped itself around Mary’s think waist. The right hand went to one of her breast and started to play with the huge mount of flesh. They both continued to kiss passionately.

It took a moment before doctor Harden registered something wet around his penis. He broke the kiss and looked down. Nancy was jacking him off with both of her small hands while her small, soft tongue caressed his large penis head.

His first instinct was to stop her. She was his daughter after all. But his horny body stopped him from acting. After all, Nancy was a fabulously beautiful, young lady, and if she wanted to suck his dick, then why not let her? Sure, it was incest. But he wasn’t forcing her into anything. Besides, he desperately needed to come and the girl’s tongue was right now providing the right stimulation.

“Oh, yes baby girl. You suck dick like an angel and your soft tongue feels like heaven. Go ahead Nancy, keep sucking daddy.”

Doctor Harden gently took his wife’s chin and gave her a quick kiss. “Go down there and help her,” he said and planted another kiss on her moist lips.

Mary smiled and sat next to her daughter. Her hands went to her husband’s member. One hand grabbed his huge balls and started fondling them. The other hand placed itself just above Nancy’s fingers. The young girl removed one hand from her father’s cock and wrapped it around her mother, so that her fingers could reach Mary’s big breast and play with it and the hard nipple.

The two women kept on gently and slowly stroking the man they loved. Even with two hands jerking it off, doctor Harden’s cock was so huge that there was plenty of meat left for the females to lick, suck and kiss. Their tongues explored every exposed inch of it. Sometimes the tongues met and for a moment explored each other, but the object of their admiration was always the cock.

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Gen and I had been dating for some time, and were in love, though our relationship could be bumpy. Our sex life was adventurous, though not what I would describe as kinky. It is important to mention that I have a particular affinity for oral sex. I love the taste and texture of a woman’s pussy – labia, clit, and the inner folds. Nothing is more erotic to me than a 69, when I can pause from eating pussy to watch her suck on my cock. Watching Gen nibble, lick, and swirl her tongue around me was nearly enough to make me ejaculate all over her face and chest.

We were in my bedroom, messing around in the early afternoon, the light pouring in shafts through the blinds. Lazily, we groped each other through our clothes. It had been a couple of weeks since we had fucked, and our play quickly grew more forceful as we went. I could smell her wetness through her jeans, and my dick grew hard from the scent.

I could imagine what came next – licking her, hearing her breath quicken. I stuck my hand beneath her waistband, slowly running my fingers along her skin. She raised her hips to force my hand further down. She had already soaked her panties – her fake taxi porno pussy felt slippery as I rubbed it through the silk-blended fabric. I loved this as well – rubbing her pussy through her panties. I almost wanted her to leave them on always; the texture felt so good to the touch.

She urged me to pull her jeans off, and I complied. I left her panties on, nibbling, sucking and licking at her knees, at the inside of her thighs, making her wetter and just shy of begging for my cock. At this point, she began rubbing my dick through my jeans. I could feel the spot on my boxers where my pre-cum had soaked through. I wanted to feel her mouth around the head of my dick, her tongue swirling around it. I pulled off my jeans and boxers, my cock standing at attention. She began stroking my dick as I continued to finger her through her panties and suck at her inner thighs. She pulled off her shirt, leaving her bra on, her nipples hard and tits heaving in time with her breath. I got on top of her, pulling us into a man-on-top 69. I yanked her panties down, exposing her dripping pussy to the air.

As I mentioned before, nothing family stroke porno is hotter to me than the position we were in. As I began to eat her pussy, I felt the head of my cock slip between her lips as she opened her mouth to receive it. It was incredible – her tongue swirling around the head of my dick while my tongue darted at her clit. I stuck two fingers inside of her pussy, to give her the sensation of being penetrated while I stimulated her lips and clit with my mouth.

Suddenly, she pushed forward on the backs of my thighs, snaking behind me to take my balls in her mouth. She didn’t mess around. This was not the slow licking as I was used to when she played with my balls. She took both of my balls in her mouth, and was greedily licking and sucking on them as she pulled at my cock, which was now aimed at her stomach. The sensation nearly drove me over the edge. I regained my composure, not wanting to come yet, and I pinned her clit with my tongue, licking it furiously as I fucked her with my fingers.

This was not oral foreplay – we were fucking — though entirely with our mouths and hands. I began female agent porno to stick my tongue between her folds, fucking her with my tongue as she moaned. The harder I lapped and tongue fucked her, the more insistent her sucking and stroking became. Then, as quickly as she started, she stopped and pulled my balls out of her mouth. She began sliding down the bed, straining to get to my cock. She latched her lips fast to the head and didn’t let go.

At this point, the head of my dick was rock hard and dripping into her mouth – I needed release. I sucked at her pussy as she began to shudder an orgasm, bringing a temporary pause to her oral attentions. It was beautiful, watching her pussy twitch and her legs shake while my dick was still buried in her mouth. She quickly recovered, and began sucking again in earnest. Now she was taking me all the way into her mouth, my balls lightly slapping the bridge of her nose with each upstroke. I looked down along our bodies to watch her thrusting her head up and down on the length of my cock. The visual was too much, and my cock began twitching as I exploded in her mouth, filling it with cum until I could see it begin to drip over her lips. She never once took her mouth from my dick as she drained me, swallowing my cum and licking her lips clean. As I rolled off of her, our eyes met. Slyly, she said “you came…?”

We both laughed. “What gave you that idea?” was all I could muster in reply.

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Beth stood up from her prayers and moved gracefully to the bed in the sparsely furnished room. The room was one of many in the north wing which housed the convent accommodation. Beth was dressed in a long, simple, white cotton nightgown. She laid down and stretched out in the bed. Her hand reached to feel the cool crisp sheets in the empty bed beside her.

“Well this was her lot in life,” sighed the novice nun, no company for you.

With that thought she reached over and turned off the lamp beside the bed. She lay in the dark and closed her eyes and her mind drifted. Her thoughts consistently returned to the man she had encountered, on numerous occasions. Not of her faith and known to her, now, as Nebru, the monk had always made a deep and lasting impression on her. There was something about the way he still looked at her that reached deep into her soul.

Nebru hadn’t always been a monk, just as Beth hadn’t always lived in a convent. The thought of their shared past haunted her at times like this. He had been her lover, sensitive, caring and passionate her body had thrilled to his touch. She had looked forward to the stolen hours they had spent together, unable to show their relationship publicly, they had met in private and had both longed for more time in each others company.

Beth’s mind wandered as she thought about Nebru, he had the most beautiful sexy voice, and a body made for cuddling. She had always thought of him as her handsome prince, especially when he gave her those looks that made her feel special and appreciated. She knew she was still deeply attracted to him and created many opportunities to be in his presence.

Beth enjoyed his company, just being with him, whether deep in conversation or a companionable quietness. Beth was aware of Nebru’s routine and often felt his presence, late at night and early in the morning. As if they had a bond that transcended time and place.

“Well, these days with that could be a concern,” she thought as she drifted into a deep sleep.

About 12 o’clock, Beth’s mind started to fumble through the fog of sleep, her fingers again stretched to the edge of her bed. Instead of the cool crisp sheets, they encountered the warmth of another body. Slowly, tentatively her fingers ran up the side of a bare hip, the skin soft and warm. She moved her hand towards the stomach and felt hairs curling on her fingertips. Startled she withdrew her hand and held her breath. She drifted in that land of neither sleep nor wakefulness.

Carefully she rolled onto her side and stretched out her right hand. This time her brain sought to urge her on. Her hand reached for the stomach she had touched, and she slowly slid her hand down, as she did, she gasped, as it met the base of a fully erect dick. She lay still without moving as a flush of warmth started in the czech taxi porno pit of her stomach and slowly spread between her legs. Her hand was still holding the swollen dick, whilst her own body seemed to belong to someone else.

Beth inched over on the bed and stretched her body full length beside the body next to hers. Without letting go of her handful she pushed her legs against those beside hers. The body turned to her and she could feel the length of him. Letting go of her handful, her arms went around his torso and she held him close. Pushing her pelvis forward, she rubbed her sex against his dick.

Yes her mind thought, it is, it’s really him. Her body responded to his as it always had, she knew the feel of him, the taste of him and immediately the closeness of his presence made her body go warm all over. All of her senses were aroused with his presence. Again she rubbed her mound against his dick. She had always loved the feel of him against her, it just felt so right. She sighed in sensual delight.

Her mouth eagerly sought his in the dark. His lips closed on hers and parted. Hesitantly her tongue ran along his lips and then sought the warm soft interior of his mouth. Shyly she felt for his tongue, but as he gathered her body to him and held her close, her senses took over. Her mouth opened and she reached to feel his tongue and get closer. Her hands sought the outlines of his face and caressed him with her fingertips, tracing the contours of his face.

Free at last to touch and be touched. His tongue explored the recesses of her mouth and twined with hers as she in turn teased his lips, licking, kissing, teasing and then joining in exploring a deep kiss that warmed her entire body. His kisses had always brought this response. She had never met a man that could kiss in this manner. He felt as if you were part of him, whilst he set your whole body on fire.

He threw back the covers, and in the dim light he could see the outline of her nightgown. With one yank he ripped it from neck to knee and exposed her breasts. She lay back, and arched her back as he gently fondled each breast, teasing the nipples until they were erect and swollen. His mouth sought one then the other licking and sucking each in turn. She gazed down at him in the dim light her eyes communicated her need, the desire building in her body.

Once again she reached for the throbbing shaft of his maleness timidly her fingers ran up and down the length of him exploring its shape and texture. She rubbed her fingers over the soft smooth end, and felt the softness altered by the smooth silky liquid, beading at the end. Her fingers moved down the shaft and felt for his balls, holding one she slowly massaged it then reached for the other, reveling in the hairy maleness of him.

Meanwhile his fingers defloration porno had traced the line of her body, slowly moving towards her sex. Lost in the sensation of him, she suddenly realized that her body was responding to his probing fingers. Her legs moved apart, as his fingers sought to move between her lips. Gently his fingers rubbed feeling the tightness of her. He fondled the small bud as it started to swell under his touch.

Her body arched and she whimpered as she pushed herself towards him, stroking his dick at the same time. He rubbed her harder fingering the silken lips as slowly her moistness enveloped his hand. Gently he increased pressure innately knowing her needs. Her body responded moving as one with his fingers, urging him not to stop. With a cry she came in one long, pulsating orgasm pushing her body against his fingers as she did.

Nebru spread her legs and knelt between them, leaning forward as he gently started to probe her opening with his dick. Initially meeting some resistance he ran his dick up and down the swollen lips, slowly plunging into the warmth and withdrawing. She thrust her body towards him as her hands clenched his buttocks, pulling him to her. He couldn’t resist the warm promising, depths and pushing forward he felt her body surround him pulling him into the depths of her core. Slowly, he began to move as her body started to feel his rhythm. She felt the length of him moving inside her as the pleasure started to build, slowly her muscles tightened as the sensation increased.

Beth could feel the tension increasing as she strained to part her legs wider so that she could take more of him into her. She held his buttocks and pulled him higher so she could feel the rubbing sensation against her clit. Her hands reached down to rub and caress his balls as she could feel his tension mounting. Pushing him deeper at the base of his shaft, she held him close as her body pulsed, rhythmically surrounding him. Deep within her body the muscles started to constrict as she pulled him deeper within. Slowly the tension built, she could feel it mounting and held him tightly to her as her body went into deep spasms. Bursting into a crescendo of sensation, she held him tight, so he could feel the passion throbbing through her.

Nebru withdrew his dick, and rolled onto his back taking her with him. She climbed on top of him and moved aside her ripped nightie. He grabbed it in his hands and pulled it from her body, discarding it with a heave across the room. Taking her face between his hands he brought her down to him. His lips sought hers, whilst his fingertips caressed her face, gently tracing the contours and shape.

Nebru raised her above him and parted her swollen lips, stroking her sensuously, feeling the swollen, wet heat of her. Holding his dick fake agents porno she felt him lower her onto him. Slowly he slid back into her warm, silken sheath. She gasped as she felt the length of him enter her. Her body took him in deeper and deeper. She could feel him inside, as she moved forward, he rubbed within her and a warm glowing spot internally started to build in sensation.

Leaning forward Beth, opened her mouth to him, joining him in as many places as she could. Her mouth and body registered her mounting excitement as the sensation built within her. Her body responded to the sensation of his dick as it pulsed against that special place. As her tension mounted she could feel his body reacting to hers. His rhythm increased in urgency as he held her closer to him. He plumbed the depths of her body fitting and molding to her shape. He was her match, a perfect fit, in every respect, two bodies together as one.

The pleasure was becoming almost unbearable as the exhilaration mounted. Moving together as muscles started to contract they could feel the tension building. His dick throbbed within her as her body started to pulse within, the contractions adding to his sensitivity. She grabbed hold of him as he reached for her and together they climaxed with a pulsating wave of pleasure that enveloped them both. Beth called his name as her body crescendoed looking deep into his eyes as her orgasm continued rippling through her and he responded grabbing her to him and echoing with her name. Holding tight the sensations rippled through them both.

As their bodies calmed, she rolled off him and cuddled into his side. He held her close to him as the heat of their bodies cooled. They looked deep into each others eyes, telling what they had both always known but had never said. Then sought what they had never had, the opportunity to sleep in each others arms.

Beth slowly woke, to the clanging of bells still befuddled by sleep whilst a warm languorous feeling pervaded her body. Smiling she sought to cuddle up to the warm body at her side. Roused from her dreamy torpor, her hand reached to search the sheets at her side. Empty. Swiftly her hand ran down her body, touching her breasts and moving towards her sex. Had she dreamt it, was it just imagination, but it was so real.

Beth threw back the bed covers with one hand whilst the other felt between her legs. Feeling then her still swollen and engorged lips not recovered from their sexual excitement. She leapt out of bed and ran to her nightgown lying tousled in the corner of the room. When she picked it up and turned it round she could see the torn fabric where it was ripped from the neck to hem.

Holding the nightgown clutched to her she returned to her bed. Was the man of her dreams, in her dreams, or had he really been with her? Beth thought through the midnight encounter. It was real, it had to be. One thing she knew for certain, she no longer wished to be celibate. Being with him again made her realise how empty life was without him. She had lost her vocation, no longer did she want to be a bride of Christ. She wanted to be his.

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Okay, so I’m hot for my niece, Sheena, I’ll admit it. I have been since we first met. She’s only eight years younger than me, and we didn’t meet until were both adults. Because of that, we never bonded with the typical uncle/niece relationships that most people have. Instead, we bonded as adults; two good looking adults that are attracted to each other. We hang out, have dinner, catch a movie; all things that if we were not related, would be considered casual dating. We even flirt with one another via text messages when we have a couple of drinks. It’s been something between us that we both accept, yet never actually discuss.

We even have pet names for one another, just like an actual couple. I call her Babe, and she calls me Love or Darling, depending on her mood. Once, she called me when I was still living with my ex girlfriend, and I went out onto the back porch to smoke while I talked to her. The back door was open, and my girlfriend clearly heard me reply with, “I love you too,” after having answered the phone, “Hey Babe.”

As I entered the kitchen, my girlfriend was standing with her hands on her hips in a defiant position.

“Who was that?!” she demanded.

I couldn’t resist having a little fun with the situation.

“Uh, it was Jake… from State Farm.” I replied.

She was not amused.

“If you’re calling Jake from State Farm, ‘Babe,’ then maybe we have an even bigger problem to discuss.” she snapped. “Now who were you talking to?”

“Sheena!” I exclaimed.

“Who?”

“My niece. You’ve met her.”

“You call her Babe?” my ex inquired dubiously.

“Yes I do. Call the number back if you’d like.” I responded. “Stop being so jealous.”

Well, it wasn’t just me who was jealous about the whole thing either. Sheena’s various boyfriends over the years all seemed to have a bug up their collective asses about our odd relationship as well. They just couldn’t accept the fact that an uncle and niece could be that close, and yes, we are very close.

We talk about everything; like best friends would, and we even share our sexual stories if something goes bad or really good, so nothing is really taboo, except how we both truly feel about the other. She knows I have a huge pregnancy fetish too, and she even sent me pics at my request when she was pregnant with her third child, knowing full well they would turn me on (which they did). No nudity, but one is very suggestive; posing in front of the mirror in her one piece underwear that is partially see through. Her belly is sticking out and her areolas are visible through the sheer fabric. I put it in a plastic sheet protector and I keep it under the bed, for occasional night time use when I am thinking of her. I plaster her cute face and huge belly with an equally huge load, which I wipe off for reuse.

But now, she’s pregnant again, and about eight months along, so she looks really good. She’s not married either, so I help her a lot with projects around the house and yard. Last weekend, she asked if I could re-screen the back porch so she could enjoy the open air without being attacked by mosquitoes. She had let it slip she especially liked going out at night to smoke nude and pleasure herself afterward, which didn’t lessen my cravings for her.

I showed up around 7:00 AM with a roll of fiberglass screen, and a spool of spline to hold it in place in the aluminum tracks. The sun was strong, and it was already over eighty degrees outside, so it wasn’t long before I was down to my cutoff shorts and sneakers. I heard Sheena tap on the window, and I looked up to see her holding a pitcher of iced tea. She motioned for me to come inside, so I entered the kitchen. She too, was wearing denim cutoffs, along with a thin t shirt that was stretched around her swollen belly like a body glove. I was immediately aroused.

“Hey Babe!” I greeted her. “You look really cute in that outfit.”

“You think so?” she inquired.

“Yes, it really shows off your curves.” I replied. “And you know me and pregnant chicks.”

Sheena laughed.

“Yes I do.” she responded. “Is it hot out? I want to get some air, so I was thinking about putting a bikini on if it’s hot.”

“It’s very hot!” I exclaimed. “I think a bikini would be a very good idea.”

“Of course you would!” she laughed again. “I’ll change, and come out and give you a hand if I can.”

“I’d love for you to give me a hand.” I said slyly.

“I’ll bet you would. One of these days, Jack, I’m going to call your bluff; just you wait.”

I smiled and refilled the glass before going back outside. About five minutes later, Sheena appeared on the porch. I sucked my breath in, as I glanced up at her. At first I thought she was nude, but she fake angels porno was wearing a flesh colored bikini that matched her complexion almost identically. From more than twenty feet away, she would have appeared completely nude though. I stared at her for several seconds, eyeing her bulging belly and C cup tits barely covered by the tiny strips of fabric.

“Jesus Christ, Babe!” I finally managed to blurt out. “I thought you were naked there, for a second.”

I couldn’t keep my eyes off of her! Anyone who as ever dated me will tell you that they understand if I see a pregnant woman in public, I cannot help but stare. The whole bikini thing was almost more than I could stand, however. Knowing her, she was doing this on purpose just to fuck with me too. Her back yard was fenced in and pretty private, so I was temped to pull my shorts down and jerk off in front of her.

“Do you like it?” she inquired innocently, looking at my crotch. “I”ll bet you do. It’s kind of hot out here, so when you’re done, you can shower before you go if you want. It might make you feel better.”

“Oh Babe,” I groaned, “you are so hot. May I at least take your pic, so I can look at it later?”

Sheena thought for a second and nodded.

“Of course, Darling.” she replied. “It’s only fair.”

She struck a sexy pose, and I snapped a few shots of her gorgeous body, being certain to get some nice profiles of her beach ball belly.

“You like torturing me, don’t you?” I inquired, as I did my best to resume working on the screening.

“Mmm,” she giggled, “maybe. May I help you with this? The faster we get this done, the sooner we- I mean you, can jump in the shower.”

Was that a slip or an intentional suggestion? It didn’t matter at this point. I just wanted to be able to jerk off and relieve the pressure that was driving me crazy!

“Yes.” I responded thickly. “If you can hold an upper corner for me, I can get some tack pieces in place to make it easier for me to put the full spline in on each side.”

She nodded, and I showed her what to do. It sped things up considerably, and by lunch time we were finished.

“Flyin’ A, it’s hot as shit out here!” I exclaimed, as I polished off the rest of my tea. “Let’s get inside where it’s cool!”

Sheena nodded, and we entered the coolness of the air conditioned house.

“Oh, what a difference!” I said, as I stood under the ceiling fan. “Oh, this is so much better! I hate the heat and humidity!”

“Your clothes are soaked.” Sheena observed. “Take them off and throw them in the washing machine. I’ll toss my bathing suit in too. Then, we can take that shower that we’ve both been secretly dying take together for the past twenty years or so.”

“Seriously?” was all I could mange to get out of my mouth.

“I told you that one of these days I was going to call your bluff.” Sheena replied. “Today is the day, so take it off before I change my mind.”

I wasted no time in pulling my shorts and briefs off, followed by my sneakers and socks. My cock, which had been in perpetual semi-erectness all morning, now sprang to full attention as I watched my pretty niece remove first her bikini top, exposing her swollen and milk filled tits, followed by her G string. We looked at each other for more than a minute, before I finally managed to speak.

“You look amazing!” I gushed. “You’re all I imagined you’d be too, and more. God Babe, you are so fucking hot! I want you so bad!”

“I want you too.” she said matter-of-factly. “Come here.”

We embraced, and I could feel her swollen stomach pressing against me. As hot as we were, it was still cool and covered in sweat, and it felt almost clammy in the coolness of the AC. Our tongues met, and we shared a wonderful French kiss that lasted for at least a minute. My hands found her milky tits, and I began squeezing them gently. To my surprise, her nipples squirted and sprayed me with a fine stream of breast milk.

“Let’s finish this in the shower.” Sheena suggested hoarsely. “I haven’t pumped my boobies all morning, and they’re full. I need a good milking. I want you to suck them dry.”

I was ecstatic! Three fantasies of mine were about to come true if things kept going; fucking my own niece, fucking a pregnant chick and sucking breast milk from a woman’s tits. We stepped into the shower and let the warm water course over our bodies before soaping each other up and scrubbing our bodies clean. Sheena took extra care to wash her cunt thoroughly, so I knew it was going to get even more intense later on.

“Suck my titties.” she begged. “They’re full and they hurt. Please suck them until they’re empty. If it’s too much to drink all of it, just spit it fake cop porno out, okay?”

I nodded and leaned over, taking her left nipple into my mouth. I drew a slight suction on it and was rewarded with a mouthful of my own niece’s warm, sweet breast milk. Human milk is second only to seal’s milk for fat content, and it is incredibly sweet and creamy. It was like drinking warm half and half, and it was absolutely delicious! I sucked her tits for almost half an hour before she was finally empty. I had long since stopped swallowing, and simply sucked until my mouth was full before letting it pour out.

“It tastes wonderful!” I said softly, as I stood back up and smiled at her. “Oh Shee, that was delicious! I’d love to have a bowl of cereal with your mommy milk.”

“Stay the night, and you can have that for breakfast in the morning.” she said with a smile. “Right now though, let’s take it to the next level, if you’re ready.”

“I am.” I asserted. “I love you, Sheena. We’ve both been saying that for years, but deep down inside, we both knew it wasn’t just a family love. We were confessing the truth.”

Sheena nodded.

“Yes,” she replied, “I know. We’ve both known it, Jack. It was just so much easier to avoid actually saying what we really felt, instead of addressing it. We are going to make our dreams come true today, and one of two things will happen. One; we’ll just get it out of our systems and not have these feelings anymore, or two; we will have to accept our feelings as a true relationship and become a real couple.”

“If that happens,” I responded, “then I want your next baby to be mine.”

“I’m fine with that.” Sheena agreed, as she turned the water off.

We toweled dry and stepped onto the cool tile floor. My niece looked at me and smiled warmly.

“Let’s fuck, Uncle Jack!”

She had never used the title of uncle when addressing me before. Yes, she would introduce me as her Uncle Jack to other people, but this was the first time she had ever called me that directly, and to be honest, I loved the way it sounded.

“I want this to be a real incestuous experience.” she explained. “I want to fuck my favorite uncle, not my best friend, okay?”

I nodded and smiled.

“Of course, Princess.” I said quietly in her ear. “I want to fuck my little Babygirl too.”

We retreated to her bedroom, and I gently lowered her onto the bed before spreading her legs and diving into her shaved cunt. I probed her labia with my tongue and flicked it across her clit for several minutes, before she started breathing more heavily. She was enjoying it, and I was determined to make my favorite niece have a wonderful orgasm. She squirmed a bit, and suddenly her hips heaved and bucked, as she let out a shriek reminiscent of a female bobcat’s scream in heat.

“Oh fuck!” she yelled. “I’m cumming, Uncle Jack! I’m fucking cumming!”

She wailed like a banshee, as she writhed about in ecstasy on the bed. The flavor of her cunt changed, as her own orgasmic juices flooded my mouth.

“Fuck me!” she screamed. “I want to feel you inside of me, Uncle Jack! I want you to fuck me and make me cum again, and I want to feel you cum inside of me.”

I wasted no time in obliging her demands. I moved up and slid my cock inside of her loose cunt, and began fucking her in earnest. Her empty tits slid up and down on her chest in a most alluring way, turning me on even more. I had always wanted to be ridden by a preggo; cumming in her cunt while I played with her milky tits, but there was no way I was going to last that long. The strain had been too much all morning, and now, I had to let it go with her on her back.

“Oh Babe,” I moaned, “I’m going to cum. I’m going to cum in my own niece; inside her pregnant belly.”

“Do it, Uncle Jack!” she urged. “Fill my naughty cunt with your cum. Get me pregnant again, Uncle Jack! Knock me up so I can have your baby.”

That was all I could take. I shot my load deep inside my niece’s cunt, filling it to the point that the extra leaked out and dribbled onto the sheets. I pulled out of her and rolled over, collapsing onto the mattress next to her, my chest heaving violently as I fought for breath.

“I love you!” was all I could manage to say, as my breathing slowly returned to normal. “I love you so much!”

“I love you too.” she replied, reaching out and stroking my hair. “I want more of this too, what about you?”

I propped myself up on my elbow and nodded.

“Yes.” I agreed. “I think our feelings have been genuine. I wish we’d admitted this a long time ago.”

“Me too.” she said wistfully. “Maybe more of my kids could have been yours, and then I’d have custody of them.”

It fake hospital porno was true, she didn’t have any of her kids. They had all been awarded to their fathers for full time custody. They all had rooms here of course, loaded with toys, books and games for when they came to visit, but for the most part my niece was a very lonely lady who craved companionship. I did as well, and this seemed like a really good beginning to something that might make us both happy for many years to come.

“Let’s burn one.” I suggested.

Sheena nodded, and I helped her off of the bed. We went onto the back porch, which was now sealed off from the insect world, and reclined on the patio chairs she had set up. No one could see us, as we smoked in the nude, and we loved every minute of it. Like my niece, I love smoking nude. It just feels so free! Even at my own house in the suburbs, I love going out at night without any clothes on to have a smoke. At my cabin, it’s even better! I have more than 100 acres that allows me to wander all over the place without anything on, enjoying the occasional ultra light cigarette.

“This is great!” I remarked, as we both exhaled. “I love smoking naked.”

“Me too.” she agreed. “That’s mostly why I wanted the screens replaced, so I could come out here without any clothes on. I love to smoke and then masturbate.”

“So do I.” I said with a grin. “It must run in the family.”

“I think a lot of things do.” my niece replied. “I think that’s why you and I are so close. We’re just so much alike. If we can stay that close; you know, being friends and all, and have sex too, I think we should try having a real relationship.”

“I’d like that.” I acknowledged. “Fucking you was a dream come true, but I’d like it all the time, Sheena. I’d love to be your boyfriend and I’d love for you to be my girl. I want you to have my children and I want to keep you knocked up all the time if you like.”

“I’d like that too.” she whispered. “I want to be your wife. I know it can’t happen, but we could pretend.”

I reflected on her statement for a moment.

“Actually, we could.” I said carefully. “My brother relinquished custody to your stepdad and you took his last name. Then when you got married to Emma’s father, you took his name on top of that. No one would ever know we were really uncle and niece.”

She thought about that for a minute or so before responding.

“You’re right.” she agreed. “Let’s try this for a year or so and see if it works. If it does, we can always take the next step. In the meantime, it’s wonderful finally experiencing what we have both fantasized about for so long.”

“Yes.” I concurred. “I agree. You’re beautiful, Sheena, and I love you very much. So many nights, for so many years, I have lain in bed and fantasized about what just happened. It was even better than I could have ever imagined. Maybe you’ve been with all the wrong guys over the years. Maybe we should have done this twenty years ago.”

Sheena nodded.

“I think you’re right.” she said wistfully. “All this time, I’ve been hooking up with all the wrong guys and I could never understand why. You were always there for me; pushing some other guy’s kid in a stroller, while people looked at you and thought you were his or her dad. You built Emma’s bookcases and toy box, and taught her how to ride a bike. You were always there, Jack.

“You were more of a father to my kids than their own fathers were and since we met, you and I have been closer than me and my real dad ever were. It’s like you’re my dad too.”

“I never had any children.” I replied. “You know that. You’ve always been like a daughter to me, and your kids are like my grandkids. It’s so messed up; you’re my niece, my daughter, and now my girlfriend. It’s like a Jerry Springer episode.”

Sheena smiled.

“All his guests were fake.” she responded. “This is real, if you want it.”

“I do.” I asserted.

“Then let’s have some lunch, Boyfriend!” she exclaimed. “I’ll make some Reubens if you want. I know you love to grill out, so why don’t you poke through the freezer and find something to thaw out and cook over the fire later on?”

“I’d like that.” I agreed with a smile. “I’d also like some garlic mashed potatoes to go along with it, so while I’m grilling a nice, juicy and lemony London broil over a charcoal fire, why don’t you go ahead and pump your tits to supply the milk I’ll need for the mashed potatoes?”

“Oh Jack,” she murmured, “I’d love to be your milk source. Cereal, dinner, mac and cheese, ice cream, you name it. What about some good old fashioned clam chowder with my titty milk?”

“Mmm, that all sounds delicious,” I admitted, “but if this all works out and we decide to get married, then I want one more milky stipulation.”

“What is it, Darling?” she inquired, reaching out and playing with my penis.

“I want an Italian cream cake for our wedding cake,” I replied, “and I want all of that delicious cream filling to come from your tits.”

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We slept very soundly for some time, but when I wokeup, it was still very early, with the first dawn light coming in the window. I looked over at Mom where she lay on her back, her dark brown hair spread out on her pillow. I could see most of her breasts above the sheet. She looked beautiful. I carefully peeled back the sheet so that I could see the rest of her body. Her hairless pussy showed clearly through the sheet, which was up close to her hips, showing the smooth flesh of her lovely thighs. Cautiously I pulled the sheet down and stared at that inviting mound covered with its pastle lips of pussy peeped shyly.

Mom opened her eyes, taking as moment to focus on things and to catch on to the reality of the situation. I waited to see what her reaction would be in the clear light of morning. She smiled warmly at me and said,

“Hi, honey, I see it wasn’t just delightful dream after all.”

I grinned happily. “No, Nancy mom! No dream could be that good!”

I appologized for waking her up so early, but she said that was all right. She made no effort to pull the sheet to cover herself. I was extremely pleased that she was being so free and open with me. I had a king-sized piss hard on that I wanted to get into her sweet pussy again. I was tempted to lick her again, but this couldn’t wait. I placed my cock on Mom’s thigh close to her mound.

She looked at my cock and said, “Gee. Honey, you’ve gotten so big. Yours dick is much larger then that of your father’s…….. and you’re a much better lover too.”

She took hold of my prick and rubbed It gently. I lowered myself between Mom’s widespread legs and pressed my cock against her mound. She took hold of my rod with one hand, opened her cunt lips with the other and guided me into her. God! What a feeling to push throbing cock into the well-lubricated cunt of my own mother!

That was all the invitation I needed. In a few moments I had old Peter Dick in Mom again and was fucking away like crazy. I began to fuck her again, gradually thrusting harder and deeper. I hooked my arm under one of her legs and pulled her hips hard against me as I plowed into her love passage. My dick was into her pussy all the way to the balls. She felt very hot inside, and my cock felt warmly welcomed and livingly hugged.

She began humping again eagerly, matching the strength of my thrusts. I lowered my mouth to Mom’s and continued to kiss lovingly as we began to fuck. The feeling was such a tremendous combination of warm mother-son love and hot sexual lust.

Again, there is no better combination in human relations. I played with her breasts with one hand and grasped handful of firm ass with the other. Before long I was really pounding it to her, slamming her ass down into bed with great force. She kept bouncing right back for more. Mom responded eagerly to my thrusts by moving her hips with me.

We were immediately in a steady rhythm as my cock sank into her and pulled out. I was trying to hold out against the overwhelming sensation, trying not to come too soon. Before long, however, Mom began to have other ideas and tried to speed things up. I knew that if that happened, I would shoot my load too quickly, and I definitely wanted this fuck to be good for her.

I felt my balls being to boil over, and I told Mom, “It feels so damned good, Ooooooohhhh God, I’m going to cum! Shiiiiiiiit . I’m comming. Do you want me to come Mom dear?”

“Yes! Yes!” Mom exclaimed, pulling on my ass to hold me in. “I want you to shoot your juice into me! Please, honey! Pour it all into my Pussy!” I did quiet opposite.

I pulled completely out of her and moved down. Mom was at first sort of surprised by this move and dismayed. I began to kiss her belly and her thighs, gradually working toward her hairless pussy. I nuzzled into her pastle lips and kissed her wet pussy lips. Then I opened them up and began to lick inside, first just the lips, then thrusting my tongue into her vagina, then flicking at her clit.

Mom began to move her hips more rapidly. She put her hands on my head, pulling me tighter into her fragrant crotch. I had eaten out Tina several time, but Nancy’s pussy smelled and tasted much better and was juicer by far.

I began to lap at her with enthusiasm, and Mom began to buck her hips wildly. I had to hold on to her ass cheeks to keep with her. Then she was panting and moaning in a high-pitched whine, and her cunt was jerking and spaming.

As her throes subsided somewhat, I moved back up on her and inserted my huge shaft into her very wet cunt again.

“Did you cum, Mom?” I asked.

“Oh God, yes!” she said in a strange, thick voice. “Did I ever cum!”

“Then you will be punish because you have cum without my permission.” I said.

I began to kiss again, putting some of Mom’s pussy fluids back into her own mouth. I began to fuck her again, gradually thrusting harder and deeper. I hooked my arm under one of her legs and pulled her hips hard agaist me as I fuck into her love passage. She began humping again eagerly, matching the strength czech sharking porno of my thrusts. Before long I was really pounding it to her, slamming her ass down in to the bed with great force. She kept bouncing right back for more.

“I want you to shoot your juice into me! Please, honey! Come in my tight hole, Oooooooheheheh, God, please come in me Please master, come in your slave mother, please master,”

I didn’t need another invitation, and I sort of roared as I began to spurt my cum deep inside my mother’s belly. What a fantastic sensation it was to have my red-hot cock jerking and spurting in my own Mom’s cunt……… and to feel her pussy muscles begin to grasp and churn around my shooting rod in return! It was by far the most ecstatic cum I had ever had, and the way Mom was acting, panting and whining and bucking, it must have been just as pleasure filled for her.

We sort of collapsed and lay there silently for several minutes, my cock slowly shrinking inside Mom’s overflowing cunt. Finally I managed to regain strength. In a way this was better that the last night fuck, because I could just relax and enjoy it more freely. Damn! What a wonderful way to start out the day fucking dear sweet sex slave mother.

“Let’s go to bathroom, Mom dear, there is more interesting waiting for you.” Saying this I pulled her to feet and led her to bathroom for one more session of slavery.

NANCY:

No sooner we entered the bathroom, he walked behind me and picked me up by my waist with one arm. He then placed me on a rack and shackled my legs to the bottom binding. After that he bent me over the semi-circular slatted ahead of the rack and stretched my arms out until they nearly touched the floor. Strong leather shackles were wrapped aroung my wrists and securely fastened to the rings at the base of the legs of the rack. I sobbed softly at what I knew was coming.

As he went around me, attaching additional straps aound my head I wonder just how long I would be punished. I wonder if he would be punishing me and would want me to cry or to be silent.

As the final straps were attached mid-thigh and pulled tight, my tender, hairless vagina was pulled open. I could feel the coolness of breeze blowing. Then he released a clamps and the foot support that I had been standing on fell away, leaving me totally across the rack, unable to move. My head had been fastened down by a strap across the back that pushed my forehead into a semi-circular cutout on one of the slats.

He left the room. It was totally unnessary since I couldn’t have managed to get away. Indeed, I couldn’t even move. By now I had little doubt that I was about to be whipped as I never had before. As part of a slave’s traning I would be whipped without mercy to show me what would happen if I am not totally obedient to him. I already knew that I had cum without his permission and this will be one reason of my punishment.

I tried to move my head but couldn’t even get it up out of the curved forehead mount. I tested the straps that were holding me into the rack and realized that I couldn’t even flinch as the blows would fall. When that would be I had no idea. My stomatch growled. Partly due to hunger, partly due to the scare of punishment.

For a moment I thought that I will be punished and hoped when . That is until the whip fell across my buttocks. I let out a blood curdling scream at the intense pain. It was worse than any I had ever experienced last night. Worse than the multi-tailed whip he used last night on my pussy.

The pain shot through me like lightening. As my scream reached it’s cresendo the second blow fell. I continued the same scream until I exhausted the air in my lungs. By then the third and fourth blows and fallen and my ass was on fire.

Thing to catch my breath I found that I couldn’t. The sting of the whip kept coming and coming. Soon the punishment he began to cover my back and thighs as the streaks on my ass came together in one large red streaked area. I soon felt a funny taste in my mouth. I couldn’t stop screaming. The pain was worse than anything I had ever endured.

After I thought that I absolutely couldn’t stand any more the whipping stopped. My back, buttocks and thighs hurt. I had managed to keep my tail low so as to avoid most of the blows. However, near the base where it curved down from my tailbone I wasn’t so lucky. The throbbing in my tail told of the pain. It was hurt all over. I continued to cry since the pain was slow in going away.

As soon as I was able, I surpressed the cries and continued to sob. Sure from the earlier experience about him I wasn’t supposed to compalin I thought it might be a good idea not to make any more noise than was necessary. After the whip he had stopped, my cries filled the room so that I didn’t have any idea of what he was doing.

Soon I felt something cold being pushed in between the lips of my vagina. It was so very cold. So Apparently it had some sort of lubrication on it because it slipped in past my inner lips with some czech streets porno ease. I could feel it being moved first one way and then the next. Finally it was pulled quickly out leaving the breeze to once again blow past.

He than walked back over to me and examined my tail. He squeezed at various points very firmly. I bit my tongue to keep from screaming. I then felt him threading my tail through something. It was almost as if it were being doubled back on itself. Then I felt my tail being pulled up toward my head and a metallic click was heard. From the cool air on my anus I correctly thought that was his next point of torture.

I felt something being daubed on and around my asshole. Then suddenly the object entered me. I cleanched my buttocks together but it was already late. The object was inside, twrilling around spreading the lubricant. Just as suddenly it was gone, leaving me exposed and vunerable.

Next I felt something very large pressed up against my asshole. I thought that I was going to be ripped apart. It was much larger than any butt plug that he used yesterday. I could feel it being tugged first one way and then the next. It was then quickly withdrawn, scraping somewhat on its way out.

“Looks like you need an enema Mom dear.” He said in moke.

I grimmaced as I felt as I heard the water running, the echoes inside of the bag shortening as it filled to the top. The sound quality sounded as if the liquid was foaming. I had no idea how big it was but still had vavid memories of the enemas that I had in past.

I could hear him hanging the bag above me and I was startled as the hose swished against my raw buttocks. Then I listened with curiosity as he realsed the clamps and allowed the air to escape from the tubing. However, judging from the time it had taken him time to fill the bag I doubted that it would be large one.

Next, he reclamped the tube and let it hang down to the floor. I grasped at what was attached to end of the tube as it swang into my field of view. The tubing was nearly a centimeter wide, twice the size of what I was used to. Attached to the end was a very large very ribbed black tip that I knew with certainly was going to hurt. It was nearly three centimeters in width and was shaped somewhat like cucumber. It had numerous side holes allowing the water to spray freely once inside. He left to bedroom as the nozzle swang in and out of view. Watching it and knowing the pain that it would soon be causing me, I got slightly dizzy.

Behind the head the diameter tappered quickly down to about a centimeter at the neck and then had two large prongs that curved upward towards the tip. Apparently these were to prevent overinsertion. I tensed up as he picked up the monster. I tried as best I could to cleanch up my buttocks to prevent the inevitable insertion. Victory was not to be mine however as he reached down and grabbed a hold of my left inner labia. He gave it a cruel twist and I screamed out in pain, attempting to thrust my hips downwards to releive the pull. As he rebounded from this action the monster enema tip was pushed firmly home. The stretching of my anal tissue caused me to scream out in pain.

“Might as well get used to it Slave Mom,. There will be a lot more to come, so prepare yourself understand, mom.” He said as he released the clamp.

The surge of hot soapy water sprayed forth inside my anus causing me to cramp quickly. The pain from the heat of the water made me begin to cry again. The water just kept coming and coming. Soon the pressure inside built up until I become very uncomfortable being pulled tight over the barrel-like torture rack.

The large hose and large tip reduced the resistance to the water and allowed it to flow very quickly. I was not aware of this as I noticed that I was full much quicker than from any enema I have taken before.Even the full three liter enemas which I dreaded seemed small compared to how tight my skin felt. I thought that I was going to burst from the pressure. Finally, unable to take any more

I begged. “Please stop, please I cann’t take it any more please I beg you please Oooooooohhhhhhhh ahahahahahaahahahugugugugugugug.”

He didn’t say a word but quickly removed the hose from it’s temporary warm home and quickly plugged me with a large butt plug. It felt almost the same to me as the size he used before, only longer. I could feel as the flexible end snaked it’s way past the first bend in my intestine. Then he began to lay the whip on my tender backside.

“You will speak only when spoken to you, you bitch. And then you will use the correct form of address which is master!” He said

He then aimed the next whip blow at the juncture between my tails and anus. The tender spot stung with the succession of blows. I finally unable to contain my pain and the odd taste in my mouth expelled the contents of my stomach unto the floor. Some of the vomits went up my nose since my head was at some thirty degree down angle. The stomach fluid burned my delicate nasal passages. The rentless czech super models porno whipping continued.

After several more blows he stopped the whipping. He then attached some sort of devices to my inner labia. The heavy clamps pulled down on the tender twat, stretching it thereby causing me more pain in addition to my now throbbing asshole, butt and cramping intestine.

The butt plug was removed and the enema tip replaced it once again renewing forth the painful foamy water. A few minute later the bag was empty and he switched back to the butt plug, realizing that my ass now completely full and would be made to hold the large enema for a long time. I heard the door close behind him and prayed that it would soon be over with. As time began to drag by and the sramping grew worse I actually found myself wishing for the return of him in the hope that I could get some relief.

I began to whimper at the pain of the five liter or more enema.

Once again he left the room and then returned after some time. I could feel the straps that held me to rack being undone.

“Time to turn you over,” he said, “Don’t even think about trying anything, you undersatand.”

As the last shackle was removed from my wrist I tried to move and realized that I couldn’t. I had been in the same position for so long that my muscles wouldn’t move. He saw this and pulled me off of the rack.

I wobbled as he pushed me toward other end of the bathroom. He then tied my hand above the head of the shower and spread my legs some five feet apart with the spread bar whch he bought from Victoria Store. I was facing toward him.

He then attached clamps to both nipples and to both inner labia on my poor pussy. Even thought the clamps hurt I didn’t dare utter a sound. Walking by me on the way out he flicked the nipple clamps playfully sending waves of pain into my nipples.

He then reached into a bag and he withdrew a small douch bag. It looked to me like it didn’t hold more than half liter. He ran water to get it hot and squirted something into the bag. I relaxed, thinking that I was about to be douched.

I watched with interest as he attached a long extension tube to the douch hose. He then walk over to me and forced the narrow tube up my pee hole.It burned going in but atleast it was lubricated. Once fully inserted he released the clamp and squeezed on the bag very hard. I could feel the pressure from the liqid entering my bladder. Then suddenly it began to burn. It started hurting worse and worse. I began to cry from the pain of the caustic liquid. As he finished flattening the bag he clamped it off and let it drop to the floor. The hose was just long enough for it to reach without pulling the extension out of my bladder. I cried at the pain of the liquid.

“I’ll give you something more to cry about you flithy bitch.” He said.

As he whipped me accross the stomach with a multi-tailed whip. The evil whip was correct. I started screaming from the pain of the burning liquid in my bladder and the sting of the whip accross my front. He finished stripping me good and then brought the whip up between my legs several times, stinging the soft flesh of my vagina and inner tighs.

He roughly removed the catheter from my peehole and I started to pee. The burning from the liquid and the raw spots in my uretha soon brought me to the realization that it hurt worse to let it out. So I stopped.

Seeing this he reached inside the bag and brought out a battery with wires attached. He then attached a circuit of some sort to it. The circuit module had more wires that come out into terminal connectors which were joined with the labia clamps on my pussy. As the final connection was made I screamed at the pain of the electricity passing through my pussy. I began to pee forcefully. After the stream began to drop off he removed the device from my clamps. I continued crying at the burning pain in my bladder. He then released the clamps from my vagina and put them in the bag. As before the places where the clamps was attached were began to hurt worse, increasing the tears from my eyes.

He then left the room and return after sometime. He was carrying some sort of metal manacles. He immediately went to work attaching them to my ankles and wrists. They were two pieces and bolted together. After tightening the bolts with wrenchs he testes the fit. From the size and heft I knew that they were going to hurt after a while. He then bolted a collar around my thin neck.

After he was done he attached a leash to my collar and release the clamps that held to the rack. I slowly and painfull stepped out from the bathroom. Without a word he led me out into the bedroom. He locked a chain from the the bed to my collar.

Later he bought me a meal. Judging from the light outside it was nearly dark. After eating and painfully peeing and torture and enema still in my anus I went to sleep.

I woke from another of the painful dreams and tested my shackles again. As before I had awakened because of the pain on the water inside of my anus. He led me to bed the night before still full of the enema and plugged up tight. I had been shackled to my bed face down so that my own weight pressed against my painfully stretched abdomen. I had tried rolling from side to side but only managed to slosh the water around more, causing it to go even higher up my intestines.

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So here I am, living in Florida. I get a phone call from my sister Taylor.

“Hi Dylan, guess what! I’m sick of it up here in NY and I’ve decided it’s time… I’m moving down to Florida to live with my twin brother!!!”

I was ecstatic. I’ve been trying to convince her to move down here for years, knowing that she would love it. I have a 3 bedroom house with a pool and it’s just me and my dog. So the help with the mortgage would be greatly appreciated, not to mention her keeping the place clean. She is a neat freak.

My sister and I are actually twins. This has been both good and bad for the both of us as we were in our adolescent years. Good, because we had the security of going through life together, we united and joined forces against our parents when they would come down hard on us, so that we would not have to face punishment alone. We shared the same friends as well, which could be looked at as both good and bad. She didn’t exactly like me hitting on and dating her friends all the time and I didn’t like all my buddies hitting on her all the time. Yes, it’s a double standard, but I didn’t care.

So we had our good times and our bad times, but we are now 25 and as close as ever before. We continuously have conversations about the opposite sex and offer each other advice. So things are absolutely great between us.

To let you know what Taylor looks like, she is a hazel eyed brunette with striking features. She is about 5’5, guessing 115lbs. She has perky B size breasts, a flat stomach, and a bouncy little ass from plenty of lunges and squats.

I am also hazel eyed and brown haired. Height 5’10, 220 lbs. Mostly muscle, but can’t shake the love handles. I have terrible eating habits.

Well, I won’t drag this out with all the boring details. Basically, I fly up to NY, we pack up the uhual with the help of our friends and away we go. It’s a long, slow, and boring drive. Taylor and I talk and catch up on every little detail about the others life; recent dates, work, and several other topics of discussion.

Then as day falls into night and we continue pulling shifts so that we can get to Florida in record time. It’s about midnight, Taylor is sleeping, and I’m bored just staring at the empty dark road. Well, being a guy, when bored, think of sex! Hmmm, which recent or past girlfriend shall cross my mind? I run through the black book in my head, Sheila, Michelle, Debbie?

Taylor then stirs in her sleep. She is laying down in the long uhaul seat, her head facing my way. She shifts from her side onto her back. My first thought is, “god, she looks uncomfortable” I then notice that her shirt has pulled to one side and I can see quite and ample amount of cleavage coming from the loose, V-neck t-shirt she is wearing.

I look back at the road, just to make sure I’m not veering off, and then back to that beautiful view. I’ve always thought of my sister as a woman of beauty and have wondered how she looked naked. But here I am getting hard glancing at the swell of her breast. I find myself wanting to see more. Unfortunately my only light sources are the streets lights that pass every 10 seconds. So after getting those quick glances every 10 seconds and getting pretty frustrated at my lack of vision. I quickly flip on the cab light, get a good look, and flip it off real quick. Scared she might wake up from the sudden light. She didn’t stir; she’s always been a deep sleeper, but not a deep-deep sleeper. So I do it again and stare for a long time. The top swell of her one breast is just amazing. My dick is instantly hard.

“mmmmmmwwwwwwrrrrrraaaaaaaaaawwwwwww!!!!!!” the tires screams! Wake up call!!!!

I suddenly realize I slid off the road and hit the grooves in the shoulder that are specifically designed for motorist who may get sleepy and stray off the road.

I quickly get back on the road, straighten out and flip off the cab light. Taylor then sits up tired eyed and smiles, then asks, “Guess you’re getting sleepy”.

I quickly agree so that she doesn’t think anything else could make me swerve off the road, but shrugged it off telling her I got my wake up call and I’m fine. She says, “nonsense, pull over and we’ll switch. Besides I have to pee”.

I told her I’ll find a gas station, but she tells me don’t bother and grabs her tissue box. So I pull to the side right under a street lamp so any oncoming cars can see us. I’ve seen to many videos of cops getting taken out by oncoming cars during a routine traffic stop.

I hop out the driver side, stretch, and then walk over to the passenger side preparing to take a piss myself. Whoa, here we go again! “Jeez, Taylor! What are you doing? I thought you’d walk out of sight a little, but here you are right up against the truck with your shorts pulled down!” She actually put her back up against the wall of the truck, had her shorts down to her knees, and squatted. From my viewpoint I could clearly see the curve of her hip and ass and the stream of pee coming out between her legs.

She just czech first video porno giggled and said, “What? I’m not venturing out into that dark and besides, no one else is here.”

I just laughed with her and threw up my hands. She then began to wipe her slit as I stalled and gawked in utter astonishment. From the side view, I couldn’t even see her “V”, but damn I was trying. She then pulled her panties and shorts up in one shot and the show was over.

I then told her I had to go as well and started walking toward the darkness. She then yelled, “Don’t go too far; I want to be able to see you!”

“See me?” I asked.

“Yeah, I’ll get scared if I can’t see you”

Oh…Not what I thought she meant. So I was on the fringe of light from the street lamp and unzipped to piss. Shit…She got me hard again. Oh well, here comes the “yellow arch”. So, I’m pissing and all of a sudden Taylor starts laughing.

I look over my shoulder and ask what’s so funny.

“Nice geyser there big boy! WooooooHoooooo!”

Awww crap, she can see the spray thanks to the glows of the street lamp. I didn’t think she could.

So I finally finish, walk back and hop into the cab of the uhaul. She is still giggling. Then teasingly says, “Happy to see me Big boy”

I quickly retort, “I was thinking about an ex-girlfriend while I was driving. You know, I was bored and sleepy, so trying to keep myself awake. So I thought about sex.”

“Uuuuh Huh”, she cheekily said and smiled at me till I smiled back and we just laughed, “Get some sleep funny brother and dream about fucking a hot piece of ass.

3 hours later we were nearing home and the early morning light was coming in. I groggily looked at my sister and asked how she was doing.

“As well as can be.” she said.

“Need me to take over for the last stretch?”

“Ok, that would be nice. I have to pee again. It’s no longer dark, so we’ll find a bathroom this time.” She said with a smirk.

“Haha, yeah, probably a good idea” I agreed.

“You know, that last piece of conversation we had was a great suggestion… you know, about sex. I’ve been thinking about it the entire way and wow it really kept me going”

My eyes went wide, “really, haha, so you’ve been thinking about sex this whole time?” I asked, now fully awake.

She then had this look in her eye, “yeah, it’s made me really horny”.

“Oh yeah, so just like I got hard, you got pretty wet” I pushed

“She gave me a look of shock, “Dylan…..! Yes, I did, and I still am. Oh my god, I can’t believe I just told you that. Oh look, a rest stop” That last part as if to imply, wow, too far, time to kill the conversation.

I let it go, because if this was any indication of what living together is going to be like, it’ll be pretty interesting and plenty of time to find all that out.

So, we finally get to my place. I call up some buddies and we knock out getting all of Taylor’s stuff into the house pretty quick. I was able to avoid lifting much of the heavy stuff as my friends were trying to impress Taylor with there masculinity. She loved it and flirted with them all like crazy. Years ago, I would have been pissed, but now, it just made me laugh. I know my buddies would respect me and treat her well if any of them dated.

When all the moving was finished, I literally had to push my buddies out the door as Taylor and I promised to make it up to them with a few rounds of drinks on an upcoming night. As soon as the door was shut, Taylor hugged me and said, “whew, what a trip. Ok my big handsome brother I’m going to my new room, going to scratch that itch I’ve had since Georgia, and going to sleep. Love you.” She then kissed me on the cheek and walked away, looking and smiling at me over her shoulder. I soooo badly wanted to follow her to that bed. I tried to think of something witty to say, but just sat there and stared till she turned and shut her door.

Damn! Well, guess I’ll do the same.

Over the next couple of days, I helped Taylor unpack all her stuff. It was pretty uneventful. Over the week, I went back to work and Taylor stayed home looking for her next job and making her room all girly. She really has a touch for interior decorating and the room came out really nice. She threw her touch on several other areas making the place look nicer and not so much like a bachelor pad. I always had to double check everything just to make sure she wasn’t making the place too girly.

Also, while I have been at work, Taylor has been getting lots and lots of sun laying by the pool and has commented on how nice that is to just wake up and being able to get a couple of hours of sun every morning.

When the weekend came, I was not surprised to wake and find her already laying out by the pool. I quickly changed into my bathing suit to join her. As I walked over to where she was laying out, I was taking in all her beauty. Wow, what a fucking body!

She heard me coming and said, “Heeeey!, czech game porno So happy you can join me for once!

“Yeah, this is nice to wake up and find you out here.” I replied.

We continued with some more small talked and then she rolled over onto her stomach. I then noticed that she was wearing a thong bathing suit! I said nothing, but just stared at that sweet ass! She then looked over at me and saw where my eyes were.

“You like!” She asked.

“Yeah Taylor, you have a really nice ass.” I said in an exasperated tone.

“Lunges and Squats, lots of lunges and squats”. She said proudly.

She then reached over, grabbed the bottle of suntan lotion and said, “Get to work.”

I sat up, grabbed the bottle from her and began by squeezing the lotion on her back. I was about to begin rubbing it in when she stopped me, reached back with her hands and untied the straps to her bikini top. “Ok, go ahead” she said.

I immediately made an observation, “No tan lines?”

“Oh…yeah…I’ve been lying out in the nude.” She replied.

I was shocked, “Really? Jeez, I thought you were just going topless, but full on nudity? Aren’t you worried about my neighbors peeking over the fence, or maybe me coming home early?”

“Nah, you’re fence is pretty high, and if you came home early…well, it wouldn’t bother me too much if you caught me naked. Besides, you already know what my ass looks like” She said as she turned her head smirking at me.

I just laughed as I continued rubbing the lotion into her back, “Hmmmm, that definitely would be a nice site to see, you naked. Sister or not, you have an amazing body.”

Then as I said this and before she could respond, I slid my hands down her back and placed them on her ass. I then waited for a reaction. Her response was to moan and push her ass against my hands.

I then began to massage her firm ass squeezing it in a way a brother should never touch his sister. My dick was pushing out against my bathing suit at full mast.

I carried on with this motion for what seemed like eternity, till she finally said, “You really like my ass don’t you?”

To which I replied, “Yes, it is absolutely perfect.”

“Well, come back to it later, do my legs now”, she requested.

So I began on her legs, feeling how firm her thighs were. But while my hands were on her thighs, my eyes were on the tight little slit between her legs. I could easily make out her puffy lips through her bikini bottoms. I moved down to her calves and spread her legs apart wide on the lounge chair. She did not object.

I spent an ample amount of time on her legs feeling how firm and smooth they were. As I massaged her, she kept saying how great my hands felt on her.

I then slowly moved back up her legs and began focusing my efforts to the inside of her thighs. I rubbed them hard and in circular motions. I then got inches from her pussy and as I did she start to softly moan. This only encouraged me more, but I had to make sure it is what she wanted, so I asked her, “You really like this don’t you?”

“Mmm Hmm, you know I do big boy. You’re hands are amazing.” She replied.

“You’re body is amazing”, I countered. Her reference to “big boy” let me know that she was turned on as a result from our previous comments from the other night. So I pressed further, “Are you turned on right now”.

“Ooooh, yeah, this is so hot.” she let me know.

“Are you….wet?” I asked, annunciating the last word.

She giggled, “Oh this is so naughty Dylan….yes…..I am. My pussy is really wet. What about you? Are you hard?

And with utmost confidence I replied, “My dick has been hard from the moment I touched your smooth skin.” I then began to really squeeze her thighs and then rubbed my index fingers against her pussy through her bathing suit.

“Oh my god Dylan, Oh yes! Touch it, touch my pussy” Touch your sister’s wet pussy!” She said loudly as she began to breath real heavy.

I then slithered my hand under her bikini bottom and inserted two fingers into her tight slit. “Oh wow, you are so wet! Do you like your brother’s fingers in your tight pussy?”

“Yes, yes, yes, Dylan, I love it. God damn, don’t stop, keep fingering your sister!” She yelled as she reached her hand back and grabbed my hard cock through my suit. “Take your cock out”

I stood up and pulled my shorts down and stepped out of them. She then sat up not bothering to tie her top back on letting me feast on her perky tits for the first time. She stared right at my cock as she was actually eye level with it. She had lust and disbelief in her eyes. I knew she was feely the same feeling as I was, wondering how we came to this but loving it every step of the way.

She then looked up at me, her eyes saying, “Are we really doing this?” And then she smiled this little sexy grin, that said, “Yeah sister fucker! We are!”

She then looked back down at my dick, open her mouth, and swallowed me whole! I couldn’t believe czech gangbang porno it. My hot sister was sucking my dick and loving it just ass much as I was.

My knees began to grow weak as I felt the boiling in my nuts. I was so turned on by the experience that I was already ready to cum. I told her, “Shit Taylor, this is so fucking hot; I’m not going to last long.”

She stopped sucking only to tell me, “I know brother, this is fucking crazy and naughty, the sensations are flowing through my body and I could cum really quick too. So do it, cum in my mouth, cum in your sisters mouth!” She then reached behind, grabbed my ass cheeks and sucked me back into her mouth. She began bobbing like a mad woman begging for my seed.

“Oh god Taylor, here it comes, here comes your brother’s juice. Taste my cum sister, taste it. Yes, yes, yes, yes, yeeessssss! Each yes coming out of my mouth as each blast hit the back of my sisters’ throat. She swallowed every single drop and then pulled off my cock, continuing to suck until she reached the top, disconnecting with a pop as her lips separated from my cock. She was smiling with absolute joy.

I then fell back on the lounge chair breathing heavily staring at her. She had this look of pleasure on her face with a hint of desperate unsatisfaction. I could tell if she was wondering if I was spent and whether I was going to please her like she pleased me. So I quickly told her while still breathing heavy, “Take that thong off and get over here and sit on my face!”

She quickly jumped up with joy, turned around and stood right next to my face so that I was looking up at her ass. She then started to peel the thong down her hips bending over as she did so. The thong clung to her pussy as it slid down her, slowly revealing her sweet peach. Damn those puffy lips were sweet looking. Then as the thong reached her feet and she was completely bent over, she held that position for awhile, shaking her booty just a little. She then stood up, turned around, and kicked one leg over me and the lounge chair so that I was now staring up at her sweet pussy as her legs straddled me. Her pussy was completely shaven. She was reading my mind as she said, “You know, I shaved it smooth this morning, I kind of anticipated something happening this morning”

I agreed, “Yeah, there has been a lot of sexual tension in the air hasn’t there”

I then reached up and grabbed right under her two firm ass cheeks and pulled her to me so that I could tongue that sweet pussy. I began licking with slow and steady strokes. Tonguing her clit a little and then going up and down on her slit. She loved it and began to grow weak in the knees.

“Oh my god Dylan, Oooh, oooh, oh god….oh god, my pussy’s on fire!!!” She screamed. “Lick it brother, lick it, oh, oh, oh, yes, yes!!!”

She steadied herself by grabbing hold of the lawn chair and then began gyrating her hips in rhythm with my incestuous licking.

Next I knew, both her hands were on the back of my head forcing me into her sweet snatch. “I, I, I, Unngh, I’m cumming, I’m cumming, fuck, oh god!” she screamed like a wild animal while jerking her over my face. I couldn’t even lick anymore, her pussy was moving from my chin to nose. It was fucking insane. I couldn’t believe how hard she came. I loved it!

She then collapsed on top of me breathing for her life. I just caressed her back, giving her a chance to catch her breath and let the convulsions stop.

After 5 or so minutes of this, I asked her if she wanted to continue, as my dick was raging hard once again.

“Yeah… yeah, baby…. just… let me… oh god, Dylan, that was soooo intense. I’m kinda dizzy and lightheaded.” She whispered in between pants as her head rested on my shoulder.

“God, I love my brother” she said, almost as if talking to herself.

I just chuckled quietly and continued to caress her back.

She then lifted her head up and looked towards me. We just stared at each other and smiled crazily. Her with this gleaming smile, me with a simple smirk because I was feeling pretty confident and cocky right then knowing that I rocked her world.

She then leaned down and kissed me gently and seductively. Playing with my lips and tongue. We kissed like we were the best of lovers. They soon became a lot heavier and rougher as the animal passion started to build up once again.

She then broke the kiss breathing heavily and said, “Are you ready to fuck your sister?!”

“Oh Taylor, god this is hot!” I replied

She then stood up a little, grabbed my cock and guided it to her warm, wet pussy. As I watch she just lowered herself just enough so that the tip was just touching and then rotated around the head so that the head of my dick was just touching her lips. Then she took the head in and held it there. She released my cock, put her hands on my chest, and began to lightly bounce. She did not take me in all the way, just bouncing slowly, lubing up my cock and enjoying the light sensation that always feels so good when you enter a woman on initial contact. She then finally lowered herself all the way on my cock and then glared at me with lustful eyes.

She then leaned in close to my ear and said, “You’re inside me brother…I love this.” She whispered as she began to slowly rock up and down on my cock.

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