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Dear readers, this is my first story on Mother-Son involvement and I hope I captured the proper mood. As usual, the story is fictitious and all characters are eighteen and over. Thank you for your interest.

I remember that September day when I came home unexpectedly and discovered mom using a vibrator.

She had not expected me to be home at that time but, because the college exam scheduled for that day had been postponed, I had come home to get myself off and play games on my PC.

As I was going upstairs to my room, I heard a buzzing noise and, reaching the top floor, I realized the sound came from my parents’ room. I knew what it was because I had seen a vibrator on its charger on mom’s dresser one time when she was in the shower.

I had no wish to embarrass either of us so I turned back, made my way downstairs and got back on my bike to get away from the house. I could not blame mom since I jacked off several times a week myself. My parents had been married for almost twenty years, mom worked from home and dad was away on business trips almost all the time so their sexual life could not have been all that great. Though mom was only thirty-eight, I did not think she had sex very often and that would explain the vibrator. I had never thought much about mom’s sexual life before that day and the idea of my mother using a vibrator made me rather uneasy. Since I’m an only child, I could not discuss what I had seen with a brother or anyone else.

I came home around five-thirty and mom was in the kitchen. She wore some kind of housecoat and was getting dinner ready. I did not say anything about the exam postponement. As I watched her going about her business in the kitchen, I suddenly became aware that my own mother was turning me on; I could feel myself getting hard because of the weird thoughts I was having. I could not help really looking my mother over and I began to see things about her that I found exciting, maybe because of the sexual mood that I was in. Amazingly, I got very hard as I understood for the first time how sexy my mother was. Though her tits were not especially large, I could see her body was quite alluring under the tightly belted garment she wore. Mom was about my height and exercised at her gym regularly. My friends had often remarked they thought my mother was hot but, since it was mom, I had not particularly noticed how good she looked in that particular regard. Now, watching her move about the kitchen, I could see why they thought so. I could feel mom’s sexiness for myself as I watched her and I soon had to go to my room to get off.

Mother worked at her computer every morning but she took most afternoons off. On nice days, following her gym workout, she would often put on a bathing suit to swim and read beside our large in-ground pool.

That night, I could not stop thinking of what it would feel like to speak about what I felt with mom. I certainly did not want to have sex with my mother but I could not help myself once I was in bed and I jerked off, imagining she was masturbating me.

The next day was Saturday and I stayed in bed until noon. As I ate breakfast, I could see mom outside, reclining on her pool lounge so I went outside with my coffee cup. I kissed mom van escort and told her that I would get some sun since it was such a beautiful day. Mother wore a sharp yellow one-piece bathing suit. She had put sunscreen on her long tanned legs and they glistened in the sun.

Mother’s thick curly auburn hair fell to her shoulders and she looked very nice. Wearing sunglasses, she was lying on her back on her padded lounge chaise and just soaked the sun’s warmth. I knew mom was thirty-eight but I thought she did not look a day older than Pam, our pretty neighbor, whose thirtieth birthday party had been celebrated with a party around our pool a few weeks earlier.

I went to my room for my swim trunks and, since I was getting hard, I took no chances and masturbated. I did not want to feel uneasy with mom and it seemed safer to relieve my libido, given the strange thoughts I had been having about her of late.

When I finished, I grabbed a big towel and went back out. “Hey mommy, how about a swim?”

“Later Cole, I just put on lotion. Enjoy, dear, I may join you later.”

I dove in and swam some lengths then got out, let the sun dry me off a bit then asked mom to put sunscreen on my back. I sat beside her and she rubbed my back, shoulders and arms with lotion. When I stood by the chair she said she would do my legs. This was probably not a good idea because I produced a hard-on in no time at all. The feeling of my mother’s hands on my thighs was exciting and she could not help notice what was happening to me. For some reason, I couldn’t help playing with fire and, instead of walking away or trying to hide my hard-on, I just stood facing her with the tent in my shorts blatantly visible.

“Looks like we’re having a situation here, Cole”! Mom looked at my boner and stopped doing my legs.

“I’m sorry, mommy. I’ve been getting hard recently whenever I’m near you. I can’t seem to help it”.

Mom got up and brought her hands up around my neck tenderly.

“Oh Cole, my dear, dear boy!”

I pulled mom in my arms and we stayed like that a few seconds. I could feel my dick pushing up my mother’s groin but she stayed pressed against me as I squeezed her body tightly with mine. When I disengaged myself, I backed away a little and grabbed my towel, holding it in front of me.

“Mom… I don’t know what to say, you’ve seen me like this and I don’t know what to do.”

“Cole, look at me. Nothing is more natural than our sexual urges. We all have them so don’t worry.”

“This won’t happen again. I’m so ashamed…”

“Don’t you have a girl, dear? Where’s that cute blonde girl you hang out with?”

“They moved three weeks ago. Illinois, some town near Chicago. She sent me an e-mail from there, that’s all. But that won’t change anything, I’ve never had a girl.”

“Never had a girl or never slept with one, dear”?

“I’ve never had sex, mom. Never.”

“But you’re so young, there’s plenty of time for it and first thing you know, you’ll be up to your ears in sex. Oops! Not a particularly good choice of words! Look Cole, most boys are in your situation. You can take care of your sexual needs easily, you probably do already and it’ll never make you go blind.”

“I escort van know that. But what about you, mom? Do you always have to take care of it by yourself? I can’t know for sure but instinct tells me that you and dad haven’t been having sex in the last few years, ain’t this right?”

Mother didn’t say anything but I could guess the truth. She said it was so hot, she would go get herself a drink. When I asked her to bring me a beer, she just kept going but, as I swam around the pool, I saw her bring a tall drink for herself and a beer for me. When I got out of the pool, I took a big gulp and the buzz made me keep asking my mother about sex and her probable lack of it.

“How about it, mommy, are you getting sex from dad or not, please tell me, I need to know.”

“Why would you ‘need’ to know that?” Mom sat down and stretched her legs on the lounge chaise. “Exactly what’s on your mind, just now?”

I downed the rest of my beer as I thought of what I should tell my mother, exactly.

“I’ve thought of nothing but a way of getting some relief from you, mother. A hand job, like…?”

Mom’s mouth opened as if to say something as she stared at me, a stunned look on her face. I could not stop myself, I had more to say but I only wished I could have another drink to bolster my courage.

“I wish you would frig me, I need that because I need somebody else’s touch. Oh mommy, help me… I’ve been jacking off but because I’m imagining your hands on me making me cum, everything’s changed and it’s driving me nuts.”

“You need to find a new girlfriend…”

“No mom, I don’t! With girls I know, I’ve never felt anything like it feels when I think of you and I need you to get me off so bad…”

Mom sighed and finished her drink rather quickly. She told me she would get herself another drink and asked if I wanted more beer. I asked her to bring me a drink just like hers and she said she would.

I swam a few more lengths then waited, playing with my phone distractedly. Mom did not return right away and I was about to look inside for her when she came back with our drinks. She had changed into a nice little blue sundress that, unfortunately for me, molded the shape of her tits enticingly. When I asked what had taken her so long, she said she had showered her sunscreen off because she did not plan to swim anymore.

We took long sips from our drinks and when I asked, mom said they were vodka martinis, even though the glasses were tall. I soon felt the familiar buzz inside and I believe this is what made me throw caution to the wind.

“You got yourself off just now mom, right? I know you have a vibrator.”

Mom blushed and just stood there, looking at the pool’s reflections, and nodded. “You’re right, Cole, I use one. I felt I’d better ‘frig myself’, as you say, before things got out of hand.”

“But I ‘want’ things to get out of hand, mom. Will you take care of this? I need it, mother. Please. Do you remember what you did to my dick when I was a kid, when you washed me in the bathtub? I was uneasy when you pulled the skin back and washed it but it always felt good. Well, I need your touch again mom. I need you so bad!”

Mother put her drink down on the van escort bayan lounge and kissed me on both cheeks.

“All right, Cole. I shouldn’t do it but I can tell you’re in a bad way.”

My dick had never felt harder. I headed for the house instantly, mom followed and we went upstairs with our drinks. When inside my room, mom suggested I sit on the side of the bed. As I did so, she took my pillow and placed it on the floor by the bed. I flung myself on my back and I was so ready to cum that my body shook with expectant lust. Mom got on her knees in front of me and looked at my shaft, lying almost flat against my abdomen. I thought she would say something about it since she had never seen it since I was a little boy but she just blushed and her eyes blinked rapidly a few times. I think my penis is probably of average length but it seems thicker than the ones I see on the internet. Since I was so excited to begin with, its head was half-uncovered. When I first felt mom’s fingers on me, my whole body twisted violently with the giddiness that overtook me. In a daze, I raised my head and watched as mom pulled my foreskin fully down and, with her fingers, began spreading my precum over my dick’s glistening head. Mom kept massaging me gently with her fingertips and I soon felt my orgasm well up inside my shaft. I hollered “Mom, oh, mommy…” as ropes of jism jetted out in the general direction of the ceiling.

Mom kept her hands on my dick and it remained hard longer than usual because she continued massaging the head with the jism that had ended up in her hands and with more saliva.

“There you go.” Mom went to the bathroom and came back with a wet face cloth that she used to clean me off. I was still fairly hard but this did not surprise me as what mom had done had brought me the most pleasurable sex I had ever enjoyed.

“That must feel so good that I’m almost jealous dear. I’ll do this with you again if it gets very bad. Because I love you and I want to take care of you while I can. We won’t do anything else because it would become incest but I feel all right with doing you this way.”

It’s Spring now, my mother has given me perfect hand jobs three times after I told her I needed sex from her badly enough. Mom admitted to me at one point that she usually has to take care of herself whenever she does me. I tried to have her let me get her off when she does me but without success. Mom keeps telling me she would feel far too close to her taboo if she were to let me do this to her.

I keep working on her fear of incest and I realize my aim is to get to consummate our love by actual penetration, some day. That perfect day cannot arrive soon enough. The very idea of fucking my mother keeps me needing her gentle hands on me more and more and I keep telling myself this can only be good for me. After all, the more sex she gives me and the more she looks at my cock, the more she will imagine it penetrating very deeply into her.

Right now, my immediate problem is talking mom into giving me a blowjob. This will be very hard to accomplish because once, when we were talking about her making love with dad, she said she had never given head to him. (Mom also said dad had never used his mouth on her, down there.) Soon after she began taking things in her own hands with me, so to speak, I started thinking about what having my white cream flowing abundantly deep inside her beautiful mouth would feel like. As always, my sexual attraction for mom is leaving me giddy with lust.

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I was never a lucky boy with women, but back then when I was younger, I was with my first girlfriend, Mara, a girl my age, brunette, a little lower than me at that time. She wasn’t the most famous girl in school, but it was enough for the pricks to take a look at her ass as she passed here and there.

Although I wasn’t there these things, not being a nine or afternoon soap opera heartthrob, I could still secure myself on some things like the two faculties I did after my eighteen years.

The marriage between my father and his new wife arose after a few years after my mother’s death, Rebeca was the name of my stepmother who came to live in my house along with my father and me.

Living with my stepmother was not there these things, preferring me to live and spend time with the maid in her fifties. I didn’t mind the new woman who was in my house, but at least I could congratulate my father on getting him to give him a new breath after the depressive moment. This woman took that sad face he had after my mother died.

Now when I was at home watching TV, I decided it was a good time to go to the bathroom and take that. I went to the hallway that leads to the bathroom at home and I went to open the door, what I didn’t know is that my stepmother was inside doing the fateful number two. I was in shock to see her completely naked, her pants down, her breasts being held by her arm, and she, contrary to what I expected, was completely calm as if it were normal this kind of thing.

I’m sorry, I’m going to be back in time.

When I went to put my hand on the doorknob, I heard my stepmother tell me not to leave. Even though I’m in the mood to pee, you could hold it for about 20minutes. I wasn’t in a hurry to pee and I was trying to get out of there as fast as I could.

– You don’t have to run away, don’t you feel like pissing?-

I was disconcerted by the kind of crazy question.

I’m… But I don’t have to pee right now.-

– Don’t be shy, you can come to piss.-

I stayed out of myself for a few seconds, trying to reason the fact that she says I can pee quietly. I don’t understand those words and I still can’t get to her point one side of me told me not to understand what she meant because I feel the danger and chaos.

Ma’am, I don’t understand yalova escort what you mean by what I can pee on.

– You can pee… here…. in my mouth. “She said pointing her mouth while she kept it open.-

I couldn’t believe the way it went, I look at her as amazed at the fact that her mouth was open pointing at her where I was supposed to pee. She was pissing in her mouth. Then after finally understanding everything that was going on, the urge to pee ended up getting stronger because she insisted that I pee in her mouth. I was hesitant about doing this…… I thought of this crazy woman who is wanting to do this and I sincerely hope that I’m in a crazy dream and that when I finish pissing I will wake up.

I put my pants on by reviewing my underwear containing my hard penis inside, approached her coming with my penis near her mouth. I supported the glans of my penis in her teeth preparing to pee at once, I look at my stepmother and she is waiting with great expectation. I then prepare my mind for the piss and force my bladder to expel the liquid from the piss into her mouth, then after a simple force in the bladder, the jet of piss comes like a weak waterfall entering your mouth. The piss came out more than expected pissing in her face, the piss slid on top of her, on her face completely, and pissing the whole vase together.

I wasn’t worried that I wanted to take away what I was trying to get out of. To my surprise my stepmother didn’t care much where she kept her eyes closed enjoying the piss in her face and holding the piss in her mouth, I was in shock at what she saw because she did it as if it were completely natural, it was in her blood these things. After finishing pissing I saw my stepmother get completely ecstatic after what they call the Golden Shower, she opened her eyes looking at me as if she wanted more.

I-I… I… I’m going out…-

I came out of the bathroom quickly with a thousand hearts going straight to my room. I can’t believe I peed on my stepmother completely naked while doing her number two and yet she enjoyed my piss with great pleasure, I don’t know where this crazy girl came from, but now I can’t look her in the face anymore. The rest of the day I was completely locked inside the house yalova escort bayan not even having dinner.

Dawn

I’m asleep after spending the rest of the day stressed about what happened, I was afraid to leave the room so I wouldn’t have to come across my stepmother after what happened in the bathroom. I still vividly remember the face of satisfaction the pleasure of someone being pissed by another, these kinds of things that I would only see in movies or erotic tales I had read elsewhere. It was the first time I come across something as intense as pissing on a person, usually not even in the wildest dreams would think to do it to someone, but I ended up having the moment that I ended up doing it and is tormenting me deeply. Soon, I felt like pissing again so much about thinking about piss. I left my room in a hurry ready to give that when I came across the vase, but…

In shock……

Incredulous…

You again! –

There was my stepmother in the vase doing her number 2, she didn’t even look at me surprised, but she looked at me smiling and thinking it was funny.

– It seems that fate wants to unite us.

– I don’t know if I can call it fate.

– Come on, you don’t have to stay that way, to tell you the truth, I was satisfied with what you did.

– Shouldn’t, who in their right mind likes to be pissed!? –

I didn’t expect that from you. I always thought you were a demure boy.

– I’m not the demure one, but I never thought of doing anything like that.

– Really, but I was happy the moment you put your pal out, I was excited to see a little man like you on me, it was my first time.-

– Don’t put that face on happiness, be a little normal, now I don’t know how to look at you after what we did in this bathroom.-

Oh, so that’s what you were worried about? –

– Sure, imagine I have the face to look at my “mother” after you’ve pissed her off?

That’s the first time you called me mom.

– It’s not like I could call you Mom after I came home out of the way.

-No need to be shy when talking to me later, I can be a good mother, a good friend, and… a good vase.-

– Look at you again going the wrong way.

– By the way, you seemed like pissing, didn’t you? escort yalova –

Now that she’s talked about the subject the will piss came at the time getting on the tip of my penis, I look down confirming my willingness to pour water on her knee and she, of course, couldn’t help but smile confirming her ideas. And of course, too, everything was going according to her will, which made me even more pissed off. This fucking pervert knows how to make the situation complicated for me and the worst is that now it was the second time, now I’m going to have to make sure I don’t drink too much water or try to pee before everyone else doesn’t hold me back.

Open your mouth then.

– Ok.-

My stepmother opened her mouth revealing her tongue that was laid out, like a sarnenta dog in heat. She hooked her index finger in her mouth like a fish hooked on the bait, she left her mouth very wide open for what would come…-shit- this woman pisses me off.

Below my shorts and once again revealing my penis to her, she reacts, in the same way, the day before by sketching a smile with her mouth open. His eyes were similarly mischievous as someone who loves to enjoy embarrassing situations. She loves to see me having no choice but to follow her crazy idea even though I have to not have to look at her face anymore, she who defies normality prefers to enjoy being by a young man like me than repudiate such a thing.

Wherever my father got this kind of woman, I’m going to have to deal with her from now on and pray a lot that I don’t have embarrassing situations with her again. In this way, I prepare once again as it was of late my deep load by being held for too long without realizing it. Her anticipation is stamped all over her face and that’s what makes me miserable, so positioned my penis in her teeth leaving only my glans inside her mouth, I shoot my piss hard making me push back a little.

The incredible continues when she holds on with her mouth open getting all my piss with taste, no matter how I look, a pervert always seems to be a pervert and can’t judge a book by the cover because she’s the last person anyone would want to be pissed, especially by her new husband’s son. This time I didn’t have to piss completely in her face, because I learned to control my piss by holding him waiting for her to swallow the first load, then I’ll pee again dumping a load of lighter piss to finish with peace of mind. I look into my stepmother’s eyes and I only see the purest satisfaction, and to think that I have to deal with her my whole life even if I have to leave this house.

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I was looking forward to meeting Julius’s parents–until I learned that we’d only be meeting one of them. It had taken me quite a while to pry out of him the fact that his mom and dad had split up several months ago, just around the time we’d gotten together. I imagine he felt ashamed of that, given his more or less conservative outlook on domestic issues. He complained that neither his father nor his mother (with whom he’d almost lost touch) would explain the causes of their separation. They weren’t officially divorced yet, but a permanent breakup seemed imminent. I felt sad, of course, but largely for the selfish reason that I really wanted to meet both parents–so that I could get a better idea of what made my lover tick.

So when we came to his family home and I was introduced to his father, Henry, I was prepared to meet a man who may have been a little saddened, even shellshocked, at the departure of his wife of more than twenty years from the premises. My own separation from my husband had been bad enough, but we’d not been married nearly that long. I don’t know how I would have reacted to a breakup after all that time–and I could see at once, to my grief, that Henry wasn’t dealing with the situation at all well.

He was about as down in the dumps as a man could be. It wasn’t that he’d come to rely on his wife for the usual cooking and cleaning that women usually tend to in a household; like Julius, Henry was a pretty good cook in his own right. It was simply that he was feeling horribly, devastatingly lonely–and he made little effort to hide it.

If he hadn’t been so morose, he’d have been an exceptionally attractive man. Quite a bit darker in complexion than Julius, he was nearly as tall (five foot eleven) and was robustly muscular in physique (maybe he worked out a lot in an effort to forget about his solitude). If he’d only smiled more often he’d be a real heartbreaker for any number of women of whatever age or race. Under that lugubrious exterior I could sense a tenderness, a compassion, and a sensitivity that he had clearly passed on to his son.

There was no way that I, as a stranger, could make even the most token inquiries of Henry as to why his wife had left him–or whether he had somehow banished her from his house. After our initial meeting, Julius and I went upstairs to put our things away in his old bedroom. As we were doing that, I said to him:

“You don’t think your mom… did anything she shouldn’t have?”

He glared at me in an almost hostile manner. “You mean, did she cheat on him? No way.”

“And I can’t possibly imagine your father doing anything like that.”

“Not a chance. He’s very religious–goes to church several times a week.”

“Then I just don’t get it. Had they been arguing, or anything like that?”

“I don’t think so.”

“Henry really never told you anything about this whole situation?”

“No.”

“Isn’t that odd? Don’t you have a right to know?”

“I guess I do. But I can’t force him–or her–to spill the beans.”

But as the days passed, my heart ached more and more for this splendid man trapped in his own melancholy. And when he kept glancing in my direction, looking me up and down when he thought I wasn’t paying attention, I began wonder whether–

No, there’s no way I could do that. Julius wouldn’t condone such a thing.

But then, on the third night of our stay, Julius himself, cuddling me absently as we lay on his queen-size bed, whispered into my ear: “Why don’t you sleep with him?”

A shudder passed through me. “What did you say?” I gasped.

“You heard me,” he said severely, with a scowl on his face.

“You–you want me to sleep with your dad?”

“Yeah.”

“Why?”

“It would make him feel better. He’s taken a real shine to you.”

“Julius, I’m your girlfriend–if I can call myself that.” Actually, I wasn’t sure what I was in relation to him.

“You slept with your dad–and your mom,” he pointed out.

“Okay, yes–but that was different.”

“Was it?”

“Well, maybe there are some similarities.”

“It’s not as if you’re related to him.”

“I know, Julius, but–“

“He wants you.”

“Really?”

“Yeah. Can’t you tell?”

“I suppose I can. But I don’t really want it to seem like–” I couldn’t say those most horrible words: a pity fuck.

Julius read my mind. “I don’t think it would be that. You like him, don’t you?”

“More than like! He’s a fabulous guy.”

“He’s only eight years older than you. He had me when he was twenty and Mom was nineteen.”

“You don’t have to rub it in.” In other words, I was closer in age to Henry than I was to Julius.

“I’m just saying…”

“Okay, fine, I’ll do it. When?”

“How about right now?”

“Now? Are you serious?”

“Why the hell not? He’s lying there all by himself in his bedroom, probably pining for you.”

“He’s not pining for me, Julius.”

“He wants you.”

“You’ve said that.” I heaved a big sigh. “Okay, I’ll go.”

I pried myself out of his grasp, gave myself a quick look in the mirror (I was wearing yozgat escort one of my more daring nightgowns in the hope that Julius–who hadn’t made any effort to couple with me in this house–might be inspired), and made for the door.

“Is this too… slutty?” I said in a shaky voice.

“It’ll be fine,” he said, waving his hands in a gesture that said, Get going, lady! My dad’s waiting.

So I left the room and headed down the hall to where Henry was resting.

It took a little gumption to actually open the door. Julius had told me that his father was very religious, and I sensed that his disapproval of sexual irregularities might be pretty high. But perhaps he wouldn’t object if I just cuddled with him for a while–maybe that’s all he wanted.

He was lying on his side on the bed, facing away from the door, so he didn’t notice that I was even in the room. Was he fast asleep? I circled the bed and knelt down directly in front of him. It was then that I noticed that his eyes were open.

“Hello, Henry,” I said gently.

He seemed totally unsurprised at my presence. “Hello, Sandra,” he said in a deep bass voice that touched something deep within me.

“Can I…?” What should I say? Can I help you? Can I make you feel better? Do you need some sex therapy? That struck me as just too crude and patronizing. “Can I keep you company?” I said at last.

Without changing his expression, which remained pensive if not melancholy, he made room in the bed for me to slip in.

He didn’t take much note of my almost obscene nightgown, which revealed massive amounts of my cleavage and barely covered my butt. But almost as soon as I was in bed with him, he let out a strangled cry and, clutching me in desperation, placed his head between my breasts and–

And started to cry.

Oh, the poor man! I felt a surge of sympathy for him as I wrapped my arms around his head and pressed it even tighter to my chest. He began rubbing his face back and forth in the space between my breasts, then brought up a hand and tentatively grasped one breast while he held me around the waist with the other. He was obviously not used to crying, so his sobs had a harsh, unnatural sound that wrung my heart even more.

I’ve long recognized that women have taken the role of the comforters of men–it’s something we’ve been doing for many centuries. Men can’t or won’t find this kind of comfort with other men, so we have to take on the task. I didn’t think it was my strong suit, but I suppose the mere fact of my womanhood was enough for Henry.

He was now starting to get my nightgown pretty damp from his tears, so I said softly, “Henry, let me make this easier for you.”

And I pulled the nightgown off over my head, so that I was now naked.

Once again, he didn’t seem to find anything strange in that. Could he possibly be engaging in a kind of wish-fulfillment fantasy that I was his wife who had come back to him? Did he even want his wife to come back to him? At the moment he was only interested in the magic remedy that my breasts seemed to provide him. Just as Julius tended to do, he took one of my breasts in both hands, squeezed it so that the nipple stood up hard and erect, and sucked it tenderly as if hoping to draw some nourishment out of it. I would have loved to provide that to him if I could.

Then one hand slipped down to my bottom, and he gently stroked it as if getting used to its contours. No doubt this was the first female posterior other than his wife’s that he’d touched in more than two decades–so maybe the act was a sort of time machine that sent him back to his youth, when he was even younger than Julius was now, and experiencing the inexpressible thrill of discovering a woman’s body–and his own.

In other words, his erection was now pressing up against my thigh. He was wearing only boxer briefs, and they were already massively distorted by his desire.

I pulled the briefs down to his knees to release that aching cock of his–a good eight inches in length. The moment I did that, he took it (as it was meant to be taken) as permission to go the limit with me, in spite of the fact that I was his son’s “girl.” Given that I hadn’t technically been a “girl” for sixteen years, the designation was faintly absurd–and I’m sure he was just as aware as Julius and I were that I was a lot closer in age to him than to his son.

He couldn’t be bothered with preliminaries–no foreplay of any kind. Henry was inflamed for copulation, and he rolled me over onto my back, got on top of me, and with only a token examination with his fingers as to whether I was wet or not (I was, of course), he plunged into me.

His pounding of me became frenetic almost at the start, but I didn’t mind. He was in such dire need of this that I did whatever I could to encourage him, wrapping my legs around his hips in classic female fashion as he thirstily kissed and licked and nuzzled me wherever his mouth could reach, and stroked my face and shoulders and back and breasts and bottom with hands that seemed unable to yozgat escort bayan believe that they had once again encountered a woman’s flesh.

And it wasn’t surprising that he came within a few minutes, letting out heavy grunts as he pumped me full of his stuff–nor did it surprise me that he refused to pull out, resuming his thrusts after only a minute or two of rest. This time he went more slowly, kissing me with exquisite delicacy as he now took my own feelings into consideration. As he began thrusting more vigorously, he let a hand stray down to my delta and managed to fondle my clitoris while he continued his motions–not an easy task for a man! But I graciously accepted his attentions, and when he came again I gave him the reward for his kindness by unleashing an orgasm that shook my whole body with a succession of tremors, almost jostling him out of me. But he remained firmly embedded in my vagina, and only slipped out when my own climax had finally subsided.

Almost immediately, though, he experienced misgivings.

Breathing heavily as he lay on his back next to me, he gasped out, “We shouldn’t have done that.”

“Oh, Henry,” I cried, nestling up to him and pressing my body against his, “it’s okay. Julius wanted this–he sent me in here to make you, um, happier. And I wanted it too. You’re such a dear, sweet man.”

I thought he was on the verge of crying again. His eyes did seem to fill up, but he blinked the tears away.

As I felt the two huge loads of his emission slowly leaking out of me and covering the insides of my thighs, I said, “Can’t you tell me what happened between you and your wife? I don’t even know her name, and neither Julius nor I know what made you two break up.”

“Her name is Valerie,” he said grudgingly. “She–she did a bad thing.”

I was struck by that. Julius was convinced that his mother hadn’t been unfaithful, but Henry’s simple and bitter words told a different story. “Oh, Henry, even if she did, she must still love you.”

“I don’t know that.”

“Do you love her?”

Now he lapsed into mulish silence. The painful grimace on his face led me to think that he did have a lot of affection for his wife–but didn’t want to admit it.

“Henry, please…”

But he wasn’t interested in a confession. Incredibly, he’d gotten hard again and was clearly intent on another round.

I gave up my insensitive interrogation and said, “Would you like to go into my bottom?”

He nodded briefly, as if I’d asked him if he wanted an ice cream cone.

There was some hand lotion on his nightstand, so that would have to do for lube. He plugged my butt efficiently and powerfully, draping his body over mine and (as Julius so often did) reducing me to helpless passivity. But he managed to make me come with his deft fingers, just at the moment when he bathed my anus with his third emission.

We had one more coupling, with him on his back and I riding him so he could get a full view of what I had to offer as a woman. Only then did we sink into an exhausted sleep.

*

It was the very next day that I decided to take matters into my own hands.

Making an excuse to the men that I had some errands of a personal nature to run, I slipped out of the house and made my way to an apartment building a few miles away. It had been remarkably easy to look up Valerie Welker and find out where she lived.

I didn’t have any second thoughts about butting my nose into Henry’s affairs. I was already so intimately connected to both him and Julius that I felt I had the right. I doubted that I would make the situation any worse, and maybe I just might make it a bit better.

When I rang the intercom for Valerie’s unit outside the building, I heard a tentative voice say, “Yes?”

“Are you Valerie?” I said in a voice that I wished hadn’t been so shaky.

“Yes. Who is this?”

I will say that she had a nice, high, musical voice.

“I’m, um, a friend of Julius, your son. In fact, I’m his girlfriend.”

She could sense my hesitation in using that word. “You are?”

“Yes. Yes, I am. Please, may I talk to you just for a little while?”

It seemed like ages before I got a response; in fact, I was half convinced she’d just turned away and wouldn’t bother to buzz me in–that she was basically telling me to get the hell out of here and out of her life. But at last I did hear the buzzer that indicated she’d unlocked the front door of the building, so I slipped in and headed up the stairs to the third floor.

When I knocked on her door, I again had to wait an unusually long time before it finally opened and I got a look at Julius’s mother.

She was a white woman. A gorgeous, blonde white woman.

I suppose my expression gave away my shock and surprise. She too had a generally melancholy air about her, but now she smirked out of the corner of her mouth and said, “You were probably expecting a Black woman.”

“I guess I was,” I managed to say.

“Well, I’m as white as they come,” she said, turning on her heel and letting escort yozgat me enter.

The place was small but nicely furnished, although I could tell that it was still a work-in-progress: she’d probably been in the place only a few months. She was taller than me (maybe five foot eight) and was what used to be called “a fine figure of a woman”: big-boned, with generous curves at bust and hips, and a fine, curvy derrière that actually made me lick my lips with incipient desire. I shook my head to cast out such unseemly thoughts and made my way to the couch, where I sat down gingerly. Valerie took her time sitting next to me, but at last she did.

She made no effort to offer me any refreshments.

“You’re Julius’s girlfriend? Really?” she said skeptically and with some hostility.

I sighed. “I suppose you could call me that.”

“You’re a lot older than him.”

“Yes.”

“What are you–a teacher?”

“Yes, I’m a professor.”

“A professor? At his college?”

“Yes.”

“And you–?” She didn’t have to finish the sentence.

“That’s right.”

“Isn’t that a bit… irregular?”

“I’ll say it is. But I couldn’t help it. Julius is a remarkable man. Anyway, he’s not an undergraduate anymore. He’s a professional athlete. You must have heard that.”

“Yes, I have.”

“I intend to follow him to the Chicago area and make a life with him.” That made me sound like some sort of groupie, but I didn’t care.

“So what do you want from me?”

I was still a little taken aback by her anger, apparently directed toward me, so I mumbled, “I’d just like to know what happened between you and Henry.”

I thought this would enrage her even more, but her face suddenly crumpled up in misery. “I can’t tell you!” she wailed.

“Oh, Valerie, sure you can,” I said, scooting closer to her but not feeling courageous enough to embrace or even touch her. “I want to help. Henry’s a wonderful man too: I–I’ve gotten very close to him.”

I hoped she didn’t sense the double entendre in that remark. I was aware that she would have trouble confiding in me–a woman she didn’t know from Eve–especially if it involved something so delicate as having cheated on her husband; but I trusted to what I hoped was her strong sense of female solidarity to carry me through.

So when she covered her face in her hands and began to sob quietly, her shoulders shaking with emotion, I did throw my arms around her and encourage her to place her head in the crook of my neck.

That made her wail like a banshee, and she held me in an almost asphyxiating embrace as she let the tears flow. The strangeness of having both of Julius’s parents pour their hearts out to me in this way was pretty striking.

I didn’t know what else to do but let her paroxysm play itself out. So I just stroked the back of her head and whispered meaningless words of sympathy into her ear. It was after some minutes of this, with time seeming to be frozen as she worked through her crying jag, that Valerie did something odd.

She pulled a little away from me, gazed at me with her tear-stained face, and then pasted a long, wet kiss on my mouth.

I recognized immediately this wasn’t just any kiss–nor was it a kiss inspired by my kindness to her. This was…

Well, you get the idea. I emphatically got the idea when she placed a hand on my breast.

She looked at me again, apprehensive in case she had made an assumption about me that proved to be wrong. I was in a state of total confusion. True, my lesbian experience with Tricia (and, god help me, my own mother) had left me wanting more girl-on-girl sex; and this woman was about as desirable a female as any I’d ever seen. But she was also the mother of my boyfriend (if that was what he was)–and, to top of it, I’d just slept with her husband the night before. My vagina and anus still throbbed with the feel of his cock.

My stunned inaction may have sent a message to her. I watched in fascination as with one hand she continued to squeeze my breast like an orange while the other hand snaked down my body, slipped under my skirt, came into contact with the sopping-wet crotch of my panties, pulled it aside, and began stroking my sex.

The low groan I let out convinced her she was on the right track. With gentle but relentless efficiency she unbuttoned my blouse, removed it, pulled my bra over my head without unclasping it, and fastened her lips to one of my nipples–all while her hand was still fastened to my pussy, fondling it until her fingers were slick with my juices and I was writhing and bucking with dizzying pleasure. Within minutes I cried out sharply as my orgasm radiated from my sex throughout my body, making me tremble from head to foot as her lips remained glued to my nipple.

When I managed to recover some semblance of poise, I whispered, “Would you like some reciprocation?”

Her eyes shone with desire, but a look of caution came over her face. “Sure, dearie–but just your fingers, okay?”

I shrugged inwardly: maybe she was still bowled over (as I certainly was) by the fact that we’d “gotten sexual” only minutes after we’d been introduced. She helped things along by reaching under her skirt and peeling off her panties, which she tossed aside onto the floor. As I snuggled up to her, I slipped a hand under that skirt and found her damp pussy ready for my attentions.

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Quick Author’s Note: Before you read this, there is brief talk about using adoption to discard of unwanted kids. If this bothers you, I apologize. I myself would never condone adoption to the extent mentioned, but the topic is used to show just how twisted McKinsey’s mind has gotten. That being said, thank you real quick to everyone for all the ratings and comments. I actually have a good start on the next chapter so hopefully you won’t have too long of a wait.

It was rare for McKinsey to wake before her dad’s alarm went off on his phone — most of the time waking up with her father’s face buried between her thighs — but this morning she woke before him and was pleased to still be weighed down by his body, his cock securing last night’s sperm inside of her with its girth. Sure her legs were sore, but knowing she had gotten sore by pleasing her alpha into exhaustion eased the pain. She ran her a hand up his back while the other moved his head so she could kiss at his neck, nuzzling the spot that made him rumble when he was awake, while working her pussy to squeeze his cock back to life. She was rewarded by the flaccid cock inside of her starting to get hard as a low, sleepy moan escaped her father, sending heat straight to her obscenely stuffed core.

“Daddy…” She gave a breathy moan as her pussy squeezed his cock again, and her hips pushed up below him. “Daddy wake up… Need you to fuck me.”

Larry gave a groan of pleasure mixed with pain as her fingers ghosted over the scratch marks littering his back from the night before. “Alarm ain’t even gone off yet…” His tone was objecting, but the hand coming up to massage her breast was a good hint that he didn’t really mind. “Better make it good…”

McKinsey heightened her scent for him, and even though her heat had ended the day before, her scent was still intoxicating to him. He had ruined her scent with his own, leaving her smelling like his omega, and his cock grew even harder as she flooded his senses with it.

“I’ll be good for you Daddy,” her tone itself was a promise of her sincerity, “but please just fuck me. I need more of your cum.” Her pussy squeezed tightly and she moaned at how sore his cock and almost endless fucking had left her pussy feeling. “Need you to breed me.”

Larry rumbled loudly, pleased with her begging as his hand roughly squeezed the tit it had been playing with. “You want me to breed you up, ‘mega?” He slid an arm under her and rolled onto his back, pulling her with him so she was on top of him. His legs were a little sore as well from the position he’d been in all night, buried in his daughter’s thoroughly used cunt missionary style, but he would still let her have what she wanted…if she’d work for it this time. He watched as she sat up and obediently, eagerly even, began moving on his cock. Her tits bounced as she used last night’s mixture of cum and slick as lube, to easily bounce up and down on the cock that was already starting to leak precum inside of her.

“God your cock feels so good Daddy.” McKinsey rolled her hips the way he liked before she resumed bouncing. Her nails were lightly digging into his stomach as she balanced herself and got the best angle for them. “I’m so fucking sore but I can’t get — oh fuck! — can’t get enough.”

“Keep talking,” he ordered as he watched with a sick fascination as his cock disappeared repeatedly into his daughter’s slit.

He loved to watch her perfect breasts bounce, but this incestuous connection was always the highlight for him. Knowing that he helped make his daughter, that he was molding his own child’s pussy to take his cock, it was enough to make him almost cum too soon. The urge to blow his load early was only made worse by the fact that he could tell she wasn’t even doing the things that usually got her off when she rode him. She was moving with only one purpose, to jack off her own father with her pussy so he could impregnate her. Treating her own body like his cock sleeve.

“I want you to keep me pregnant Daddy,” she begged, “keep me trapped with my needs. Don’t ever let me go. I only want to be your slut.” She panted softly as she came down harder, working even herself up with her talk. “I’m your cock sleeve, your breeder Alpha.” Her lust driven ramblings were desperate, and so were her movements. “Cum in your daughter. Knock your little girl up, Daddy.”

Larry could tell he was going to lose it soon, and wanting to make sure he got every drop of cum in his daughter, he pulled her down and flipped them one last time so that he was back on top. He drew her legs up around his hips and leaned over her, bending her in half as he rutted into her.

McKinsey was riding an omega endorphin high as her alpha used her for her purpose, fucking into her and pumping last night’s cum even deeper as he worked towards a fresh load of potent tunceli escort sperm for her eager womb. She let him bend her as he needed to, never complaining and always happy to spread her legs for her alpha. Her arms went around his shoulders and scratched at his back as he snapped his hips hard and fast against her.

“That’s it Daddy,” she whimpered when she felt the knot she wanted start to bump against her as it formed. “Knot your bitch and breed her.” She nipped his earlobe and tugged. “Use your own daughter, Alpha. You made me, now fucking breed me.”

Larry forced his growing knot into her pussy as it fully swelled, locking them together as he spilled his seed inside the omega. The feeling of her father claiming her so deep set off her own orgasm and McKinsey moaned for her alpha as her body milked him for everything he had to give. They rocked together, riding out their orgasms until Larry let her legs down on each side of his own and collapsed ontop her, panting after their early morning work out.

McKinsey rumbled happily for her alpha as she stroked his back and nuzzled his shoulder. “Such a good Daddy, breeding me and keeping me in my place.”

Larry’s own rumbles drowned hers out as he basked in the praise in his post sex bliss. “It’s good that you know your place, even if I do like it when you put up a fake fight for me.”

“I’ll always submit to my alpha.” McKinsey gave his knot another squeeze. “And as soon as I’m pregnant, I’ll get to watch you put Alex in his place…”

“Still on that?”

“I want to watch you dominate him the way you dominated me.” She turned her head, slowly each way, to show the marks he had littered over her neck during his many bitey moments. “Only I’ll have your marks, but he can at least be a good little bitch and carry the pup of a strong, virile alpha.” She kissed and nipped along his jaw as she spoke, playing his own breeding kink against him. “Don’t you want to spread your seed, Daddy? Knock up as many omegas as you can?”

Larry dipped his head and sucked on an erect nipple, flicking his tongue over it and making McKinsey moan before he nipped and looked at her. “You know I do…”

“So we start with Alex since he’s obviously horny for you.”

Ever since the middle of her heat this had kept coming up, and the more they talked about it, the more Larry warmed up to the idea of impregnating Alex. At this point though, it was a matter of whether Larry was going to force a pup in Alex the first time, or if he’d use the heat inducer/fertility cocktail on the male omega.

Although, he had been debating bringing up Allison to McKinsey. Most of him wanted to let his brother have her… But there was a part of him that wanted to take her back and, as McKinsey put it, put her in her place. Neither half sister knew of the other, and he had wanted to keep it a secret from McKinsey, but the more he learned about the way McKinsey viewed things, he began to wonder if she would be turned on or off by his previous omega being brought back into the picture.

“Might get expensive keeping a bunch of pups running around…” He gave her neglected nipple some attention, drawing a soft moan from her.

“I thought about that…” She scratched her nails over his scalp as she watched his mouth move on her skin. “What if we put them up for adoption?”

Larry lifted his head and looked at his daughter, his interest piqued with his curiosity about her train of thought. “Adoption?”

“You want to carry on your line, right?” When she was answered with a nod, she continued. “But a lot of pups would be expensive, right? Especially with keeping two omegas knocked up all the time?”

“Yeah…? Where are you going with this, Omega?” Part of him already knew, but he needed to hear her say it. To make sure he wasn’t jumping to conclusions.

“If we put the pups up for adoption you could knock up your omegas as often as you wanted, and not have to feed any extra mouths.”

Larry’s knot may have been going down, but his cock was beginning to grow hard again with how she was speaking of herself, and now Alex. Debasing them both to nothing more than walking, talking incubators for his offspring. His line would be guaranteed for a while with two omegas constantly pregnant with more of his offspring. McKinsey could see the wheels turning in her father’s head, and she definitely felt the cock growing harder the longer he thought about what she was saying.

“I can feel you getting harder Daddy,” she purred as she wrapped her legs around his waist, moaning as it shifted his cock inside of her. “You like that idea, don’t you alpha? Spreading your line as far as we can?”

“Fuck…” He moaned when her pussy squeezed down on his cock. “Yes… I’m surprised you do.”

“I’m your breeder Daddy.” She used her leg tunceli escort bayan to pull him in deeper before she clamped down tightly on his almost fully deflated knot and his cock. “Helping you sire more pups is all I’m good for. That’s my purpose Daddy.” She moaned as his hips drew back and then pushed forward. “Now fulfillyour purpose and breed your slut.”

– – – – –

Almost an hour and a half later found Larry and McKinsey pulling up to the shop he worked at so he could introduce her to the guys, and also let her get a feel for Alex. But, oddly enough, the usual truck and motorcycle belonging to Frank and Bill weren’t there yet. Luckily Larry had a key to the shop so he let himself and McKinsey in, admiring the way her sundress exposed her long legs. It was tempting to take her on Alex’s desk; almost as if he hadn’t fucked her until he thought he would be risking running late for work.

“Don’t know why you had to wear that damn thing…” He grumbled as he started turning lights on and got the coffee pot going.

McKinsey grinned as she watched him. “Because… It’ll make it easier for you to give me a quick fuck before I leave.”

Her words got him to turn around. “Excuse me?”

She removed her panties from under the dress, knowing already that she would get her way, and checked the surface of a nearby table for any pokey bits before she brushed it off and hopped up, keeping her eyes on her alpha as she spread her legs, raising the dress to expose her naked pussy to him. “I was going to ask for a bathroom quickie, but no one else is here yet…so…?” She trailed off, hoping he would give her what she wanted. Her silent reason being that she wanted to fill the place with the scent of her alpha’s arousal to make it difficult for Alex if he was as interested as her Daddy made him out to be.

“McKinsey. The guys could get here any minute.”

“Then why are you undoing your pants?” She smirked as he walked towards her, his hands working at his belt and jeans. “I think it would be hot if they could watch me submit to you. Watch me take my Daddy’s cock while he breeds his own daughter.” She slipped her panties into his pocket since she had none and made a mental note to grab them later.

“You’d let them watch?” His cock was already beginning to drool precum for her since she was unknowingly fulfilling a fantasy for him.

She had no idea just how many times he had wanted to bend Allison over in front of his coworkers, or anyone else for that matter. Even if she did know, she wouldn’t blame him, because she would understand the logic of an alpha in his mid sixties wanting others to see a much younger omega still willing to submit to them. Most alphas could barely get new omegas after their forties when their pheromones usually began fading.

“I want you to show them I’m your slut.” She purred as she reached down and spread her slick folds to let him see how aroused she was. “Show them how good I take my Daddy’s cock.” As she spoke, a small tendril of his cum could be seen seeping out of her. Remnants from being fucked before leaving the house.

Larry moved between her legs and guided his cock straight to where it belonged, thrusting deep inside with one hard buck of his hips. McKinsey cried out as her father speared his cock into her so roughly, and her legs went around his waist as his rough, dominating thrusts rocked her and the table she was on.

“That’s a good bitch. Take my cock, just like that.” He groaned as her walls hugged his cock tightly, urging him on. The sound of the motorcycle and truck pulling up outside had him thrusting even harder into his omega, fucking an obscene moan out of her with every push. After Vernon stole his last omega he shouldn’t have wanted anyone to see McKinsey in such a vulnerable state, but he wanted the other older alphas he worked with to see what he now got to rut into each night.

McKinsey’s scent was all happy omega as she leaned back on the table to let him fuck her at a better angle. Her tits bounced under her dress with his hard thrusts, but he was watching the way her face contorted in pleasure. He didn’t even hear the door open behind them as Frank, Bill, and even Alex walked in. He was too lost in his pleasure to give a damn. McKinsey saw the one she figured was Alex trying to look more angry than turned on, and she moaned louder when Larry bit her nipple through the top of her dress.

“Tyvek!” Alex finally snapped, unable to watch the live action breeding any longer.

“Just… Just a fucking second.” Larry panted out as he rutted into her when he was hit by a realization; he was impregnating his daughter to a roomful of witnesses, one of which was an omega that also wanted his cum spilled into them.

A few more thrusts later and the other occupants of the room escort tunceli got to watch as Larry buried his cock inside of his omega and painted her cervix with his hot incestuous seed. He was careful to avoid pushing his knot in, knowing he had to go deal with Alex, but he still pumped his cum as deep as he could. They were still trying to conceive after all…

McKinsey gave a pornographic moan when she felt the warmth spreading inside of her before her own orgasm could ever hit. “Oh god…yes Daddy. Oh fill me up. Fuck…” She praised him as she rocked her hips into his while she milked his cock. Part of her mourned the lack of his knot, but she was too turned on by being used by her alpha for his pleasure to care. It was a weird little added bonus that he hadn’t even gotten her off. Over his shoulder she could see the two older alphas standing by Alex adjusting their cocks in their pants, and it was a bit of an ego boost to know her show was arousing to the other alphas. She was loyal to Larry, but it made her squeeze her father’s cock even tighter to think they might want a go with her.

“In my office,” Alex growled out, trying to sound tough despite the sick and jealous feeling in his gut. “Now.”

Larry gave a dismissive wave as he buried his face in McKinsey’s neck and panted softly while she milked the cock that still rested inside of her as the slam of Alex’s door signaled his exit. He gave a lazy chuckle against her neck before he lifted his head and looked at Frank and Bill. “Hey guys.”

“Hey Lar…” Frank drawled out with an amused smirk as he eyed the omega and then his friend. “I guess that’s the new mate Alex mentioned?”

“Mmhm.” He withdrew his cock and watched as a glob of his cum slid down towards her ass. He wasn’t concerned about that little bit compared to how much he had pumped into her over the last week. He closed her legs and helped her off of the table so she could fix her dress. “Frank… Bill… This is McKinsey. Hadn’t planned on you guys meeting this way, but oh well.” He chuckled as his daughter shook hands with the alphas he was introducing her to before she turned to face her alpha and gave him a sly grin.

“Can I clean you off Daddy?” She licked her lips as she eyed his softening cock that was coated in a mixture of cum and slick. When she looked back up at him she saw the dark way he looked at her, his pupils blown wide as his scent quickly filled the space. “Wouldn’t want you walking around all sticky…would we?”

Frank and Bill exchanged a look as their minds each raced to figure out just what she meant by the question. And why she had called him Daddy… They got one of their answers quick though, when McKinsey received a nod from Larry and slowly went to her knees and began using her tongue to lick his cock clean of their mess.

“Such a good omega,” Larry praised through his moans as he held her hair back for her. “Look how sexy you are, cleaning your alpha’s cock. I’ll show you what good omegas get tonight when you pick me up.”

“Thank you alpha.” She made sure to clean his deflating knot as she looked up at him. “I look forward to it.”

By the time McKinsey had finished cleaning her father’s cock, neither Bill nor Frank knew what to say as they watched her gently tuck it away and carefully do up his pants. They did get a treat when she slid her panties on, flashing them a bit of skin as she partially hiked up her dress to do so.

“Now you be a good girl and go get the groceries. Be back at 6, you hear me?”

McKinsey leaned up and pecked his cheek, beaming a smile at him. “Yes Daddy.”

All three alphas watched her ass as she made her way for the door, staring until the door closed behind her. Bill was the first to look at Larry, followed by Frank. “Is that a girl with a Daddy kink, or one of your bastards?”

Larry grinned at them. “She’s Irene’s pup.”

Frank paled and shuddered. “Ugh, fucking psycho bitch. How the hell did she,” he gestured towards the door McKinsey had left out of, “come from…from her?”

“If she didn’t look so much like you I wouldn’t believe you.” Bill scratched at his head. “We need to have a talk when Alex gets done reaming you out.”

“I figured,” Larry chuckled as he headed to the office door. He had to adjust his cock on the way, knowing his little girl had cleaned him off a little more than she had needed to.

He didn’t know why it made him feel…proud…of his daughter, that she had left him aroused on purpose, but he couldn’t deny a part of him was curious if he could get Alex to get him off. He was pretty sure after Alex’s reaction that he would have to end up using the drugs on him one day, but for now he was curious to see what he could get away with.

He walked into the office and shut the door, his eyes honing in on the desk where Alex was sitting. It was obvious that Alex was pissed, no doubt about it, but Larry could pick up the traces of jealousy mingling with his anger.

“Give me one damn reason I shouldn’t fire you.” Alex ordered, staring at the alpha that was twice his age with as much anger and authority he could muster with Larry in front of him.

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It was midnight, and Kris had such a hard time falling asleep. There was too much on her mind. She wanted to talk to Deb, but then she’d have to admit she snooped through Deb’s things.

Kris and Deb’s parents home schooled them for their entirety of their school experience. Debbie had chosen to go to college. Kris had chosen to try and just get a job and get by. She felt too introverted to go.

Since they were home schooled, mom and dad were able to choose the material they used for the curriculum. They had left sexual education out of the girls’ subjects to study. Kris only knew because of the recent findings in her sister’s things.

Her younger sister Debbie had been in the shower. She had left her bag open after doing some of her homework. Kris wanted to close it so nothing would fall out. She was curious when she got closer.

Her sister was working on anatomy. Her text book displayed the diagram of the woman very clearly. Her legs spread, her vagina showing. Kris gasped. She felt her mouth water. She felt her hands get warm. She wanted to read that book.

She had always been so curious when it came to sex. She had first seen a sex scene on TV when she was a teen. She felt funny about it. It had been at a friend’s house. Mom and dad didn’t let them have access to TV. Now however, Debbie had access to an actual book. She heard a noise. She slammed the book shut, and put the pencil on it like it’d been.

She got an idea as she made it back to her bed. She would go to the public library and look for books of her own on the subject. She wondered why her sister had this. Why she’d taken this class.

“Deb?” she said softly.

Kris was three years older than Debbie to the day. So they were very close. They told each other everything. Kris felt she could tell the truth.

“What.” Debbie asked as she turned to face her sister.

“Um, when you were in the shower, I kind of snooped through your things. I didn’t mean to. I just saw something that interested me, and looked in.”

“Did you see my homework?” Debbie asked smiling. She knew Kris. She was the biggest prude ever. She couldn’t even sit through sex scenes in movies. She’d fidget, and blush.

“Yes.” Kris said softly. “I can’t get it off my mind. I only saw one picture.”

“Why do you have that?”

“It’s part of my requirements to get my bachelor’s.” Debbie said softly. “Please, don’t tell my mom. They’ll freak out. I’m doing really well in school.”

“Debbie?” Kris said softly after a moment of quiet. “I felt funny looking at the picture. I wanted to see it more, or see other ones. I felt strange in my stomach.”

“Yeah. It’s you being aroused.” She said smiling. “I felt that way too, a few times. It passed for me after I masturbated.”

“What?” Kris gasped nearly giving them away. Even now that they were adults, mom and dad hated if they stayed up. They would get yelled at so badly the next day.

“Well, yeah. Don’t you?”

“No! I can’t even open a sex book!”

“So you’ve never seen a porn video?”

“No! Where the heck do you go to get access to this? Mom and dad never let us out of their sight!”

“I discovered how to go incognito. I can go on the web and no one will know where I went. I’m sure it’s not completely disguised. I mean, if my dad wanted to, I bet he could look. Anyway. I’ve been watching porn since I took my first sex ed class last year.”

“Oh god! I can’t listen to you.” Kris gasped. “This is so weird.”

They both let the conversation drop. Kris heard Deb falling asleep beside her. She sighed. She hoped she’d be able to sleep soon.

She couldn’t look at things the same after. She looked at girls she passed as she ran errands. She spent a lot of time imagining the girls and what they would look like down there. She didn’t really think about boys. Although, she had gone back to her sister’s book and seen a picture of a boy. She didn’t like it very much. She felt strange looking at the tissue between his legs. Not the same strange feeling as she felt now looking at girls.

“Deb?” Kris said one night a few weeks after they’d talked. “I still can’t stop thinking about the book. Actually, I can’t stop thinking about…, girls.”

“Oh. That’s pretty normal. Do you think you’re attracted to girls?” she asked.

“No!” Kris said grinning. “That’s not allowed in heaven. I don’t want to screw myself up.”

“I wish my parents hadn’t brainwashed us and kept us from the world our whole lives. Kris, attraction is something you have no control over. It doesn’t make you not go to heaven if you’re attracted to the same sex, or if you have sex at all.”

“I think I’ll never have sex. I mean, I don’t want to get married. I’m happy just being here.”

“You don’t have to have sex with marriage. It’s okay to do that.”

“Have you?” Kris asked softly.

“Yes.” Debbie said making Kris gasp.

“Who?” she said softly. “Was it gross?”

“No. It felt very nice. I had sex with a lady at my psychology class. She asked me out for a few drinks. I found her pretty, and arousing. We went bac to her place.”

“But I never uşak escort see you out of the house. When did you do that?”

“Last year when mom and dad went to a meteor shower party.”

Kris let the conversation drop. She wanted to try and get some sleep. Her mind wouldn’t shut up, though.

A few weeks went by, and neither of them talked about sex. Kris was gathering up the courage to watch a pornographic video. She was going to ask Debbie. She felt as if she’d gotten closer to her after they’d talked about sex.

“Well, that’s sweet, Kristy.” She said as they both climbed into the car. They’d gone grocery shopping. Mom and dad had asked them to get dinner and have it ready at five.

“I promise. When I finish my homework, and we eat, we’ll watch something.”

“I hope this isn’t making you feel awkward. I just don’t want to do it alone. I’m too embarrassed.” Kris said smiling as they drove off.

She was so anxious the whole evening. She tried to focus on the dinner. On the movie they watched after. It was no use. She couldn’t stop thinking about tonight’s plans. She fidgeted a bit. She felt waves of heat wash over her periodically. Finally it was time for bed.

They both climbed into their king sized, and put the blankets over them. They were going to wait until their parents went to sleep. Their dad always turned off the internet router before he went to bed. It was in the dining room, but there was a lot of things in the way, and they’d make noise trying to turn it on. Deb had prepared for this. She had downloaded some videos, and hid it from view.

Deb fell asleep soon after. Kris felt upset at her. She really wanted to watch the movie. She waited until she heard snoring far off. She gently nudged her sister.

“Oh, right.” Deb said as she sat up.

Pretty soon, they had the laptop open to a folder with a few videos. She clicked on one.

‘Friends have extramarital affair’

“This is so weird.” Kris said softly as Deb handed her headphones over.

She stared intently at the movie and listened. First five minutes were them just talking. Deb skipped over some of it, until they got to the kissing. Then they both took off their clothes, and started.

He moaned as he kissed her private area, and she did the same. She took his penis in her mouth, and started to suck him. He did the same and put his tongue in her vagina.

“Doesn’t this taste gross?” she asked softly.

She listened to the moaning and spanking. She listened to the joy. She didn’t feel anything. She told Debbie this. Debbie turned to the other videos.

There was a gay video with two men having sex. She found she didn’t like that either. So they went for the last video. It was a lesbian flick.

‘Two teachers make love in classroom’

She listened. First five minutes they talked. Then the sex started.

She felt such warmth in her belly as she watched. She moaned out loud as she watched one of the women grasp her lover’s butt. It was such a round butt. She loved gazing at it.

“Oh god.” Kris gasped as the women started to eat each other’s vaginas. She felt so warm. She felt a moisture between her legs. “I can’t watch anymore!”

“Cool. My older sis likes girls.” Deb said grinning. “Let’s go to sleep.”

So Kris did as she said she’d do. She spent a lot of time in the library. She hid in the isles, and read books on anatomy and sexual exploration. She would get home, and wait for Debbie to be out cooking. She loved to cook for her mom and dad. Kris would go and watch a porn flick and just stare.

She got a day to herself one afternoon. She did some chores as fast as she could. She then went upstairs to her room, and locked herself in. She spent the whole time looking at porn.

She finally had the courage to masturbate. She looked at herself with a hand mirror as the video played in the background. Then she got under the covers, and touched herself for the first time.

Her first orgasm was so powerful. It was so amazing. She let out a loud moan as she climaxed.

“Huh! Oh yeah!” she moaned.

She was fascinated. She had produced a lot of clear liquid. She smelled it on her hands. She didn’t really smell. Her clitoris wasn’t so hard anymore. So throbby. She took a dirty pair of underwear and cleaned herself off. She turned off her computer, and walked to her shower.

She masturbated frequently. She would lock herself in the bedroom, and just play with herself and explore. She loved orgasms. She loved watching girls kiss.

She fast forward through a video that she loved watching. She normally just watched the oral sex parts. But she finally went ahead. She gasped as she saw the girls humping. One of the girls was wearing a fake penis at her hips. She was thrusting in and out of the other girl’s vagina. They both seemed to be enjoying it. Kris was drooling.

She wanted to experience that. She watched a lot of porn over the next couple months. She envied those girls. She wanted to find a girl to have sex with. To kiss. She loved watching older women make love. She loved watching uşak escort bayan orgies.

She stumbled on a video one day that featured sisters having sex. She wondered if it was real. She wondered if sisters really had sex. Could she ask Debbie, or would that ruin their relationship?

“Debbie?” kris said one night as they lay there. It was a full moon.

“Yes.” Debbie said as she yawned.

“Do you ever watch, strange videos? With strange fetishes, or themes?”

“I don’t think so. I don’t really go for things other than oral and vaginal sex between two women.”

“I had a video pop up on me a bit ago. I wondered what you’d think. It was a lesbian couple who said they were sisters.”

“Oh yeah. Those are nice. I love when they’re older women.”

“Me too.” Kris said happily. “I think I’m attracted to girls. My mom is going to freak out when she finds out. So don’t tell her.”

They didn’t talk about the sister video after that. Kris couldn’t stop thinking about it. Or watching it. She loved the way they humped.

She formulated a plan of sorts. She set up a PO box and ordered a couple sex toys. She was going to find out if Debbie was willing to have sex with her. Kris could not wait any longer. She needed to have sex with a woman.

She waited two weeks for her package to arrive. She went to check every so often. She was gleeful, coming back with her box.

“What’s that?” asked Debbie as Kris came walking into the bedroom and headed for the closet.

“It’s a surprise.” Kris smiled. Now she just had to get the courage to ask her.

She didn’t know when. Days passed by, and weeks. A month, then another. She turned twenty-four. More time passed by.

“Debbie?” Kris said softly one night as they tried to get comfortable. “I have to tell you something. But you can’t get mad.”

“You can tell me anything.” Debbie said confidently. “I won’t laugh or judge you.”

“I can’t stop watching mom and daughter, and sister videos.” She said hastily. “I really want to have sex with a woman. Will you have sex with me? Just once?”

“Sure.” Debbie said shocking her older sister.

“What?” Kris asked grinning. “You will?”

“Well, yeah. You’re my best friend, we’re not having kids. Just don’t tell anyone.”

“I’m your best friend?” Kris asked grinning. “We need more friends.”

“When did you want to do it?” she asked.

“Well, I’m really wet right now.” Kris said softly. “I’m just really nervous.”

“I don’t think mom and dad will find out. Besides, there’s a lock on our door. They don’t seem to care when we lock it for long periods of time.”

They didn’t have sex. They just masturbated and came quietly. Both of them sad it didn’t happen. Kris was very nervous though. Maybe she’d be ready later.

They played this game for about three weeks. Kris would get what she thought was the courage to ask for sex. Then she’d chicken out, and change her mind. Debbie was very patient with her. It finally happened one night as her mom and dad watched a movie marathon down stairs.

“Deb?” she said softly as she reached out and placed a hand on her sister’s stomach. “I think…, I’m ready.”

“Let’s start with kissing.” Debbie said softly as they took off their blankets. “Just go slow and know this is okay.”

They gently leaned in and Debbie’s lips pressed into Kris so softly. Kris moaned as the feeling of her sister’s skin made her jolt. She opened her mouth like they’d seen in the videos. Debbie’s tongue came inside her, and brushed gently against hers. She ran her tongue around the inside of Kris’s mouth. Kris moaned again. They heard the movie down stairs. It was in surround sound, so there’s no way they’d be heard.

“Put your tongue in my mouth.” Debbie instructed. She moaned as Kris did so.

Debbie started sucking it gently. Kris wanted her so bad.

“Please, sis. I really want you to touch me there.” Kris moaned.

“Let’s build up.” Debbie said smartly. “Let’s just make out for a while, and go with the flow.”

They kissed for quite a long time. Kris loved running her tongue against her sister’s. She loved listening to the small moans they’d both let out when it felt particularly good. She loved the softness of Debbie’s lips. She could kiss them all day. It was hard not to go too fast and practically shove her tongue down Debbie’s throat. It felt so damn good.

Debbie sighed as her lips pressed against her sister’s. She loved this feeling. Kris’s lips were soft and wider than Debbie’s. They seemed to be taking hers in as they made out. Kris ran her tongue against her bottom lip. Debbie couldn’t believe this was happening. She had looked at her sister that way for a brief moment. But she never got the courage. That fantasy went on the back burner. Now, here they lay, having sex.

“Let’s take our clothes off.” Debbie said making the first move.

“Yeah. That’s a good idea. You lead.”

They both climbed out of bed and took off their pajamas. They saw each other naked all the time. They could treat this time like one of those times. But they couldn’t. escort uşak Or at least, Kris couldn’t.

Debbie was so gorgeous. Kris had never noticed that. Oh my. She had nice thighs, her skin nice and white. She had perky boobs Kris wanted to just lick. She looked so sexy. She was making Kris wet beyond belief. She turned around as Kris tossed her clothes aside. Kris gasped.

“Oh, Debbie. I love your butt.” She moaned. “It’s so round and nice. I just want to squeeze it!”

“You can explore my body anyway you want to.” Debbie told the older goddess. “You can touch me anywhere.”

Debbie was so taken aback by Kris’s body. She’d seen her older sister naked before, but never like this. Kris had nice legs that went on for days. She had such a wonderful set of boobs. Much bigger than Debbie’s B cups. She too turned around as Debbie undressed herself. Her bottom was very nice. It was smaller than Debbie’s. A little flatter.

“I’ll let you make the next move.” Debbie said smiling at her. Both girls loved when they stared at the other.

Kris helped her get onto the bed. She ordered her to get on her stomach. She started massaging her nice round butt. She grabbed handfuls of the beauty’s flesh and squeezed it. She rubbed her hands all over Debbie’s ass cheeks. She kissed them. She slipped a finger into her sister’s crack. This was so amazing.

“Did you plan for sex today?” Kris asked smiling. “It’s so clean down here.”

“Kristy, I’ve been planning for sex since the first day you saw my college text book.”

Kris laughed as she stuck her finger gently into her sister’s vagina. It was such a new feeling. It was even slicker than when she fingered herself. Although, it might just be that it was someone else’s vagina.

“I think I want you on your back now.” She said with a smile. She helped her get settled.

Kris leaned over her sister and touched her boobs. She felt so amazing. Her skin so smooth and supple.

“Can I lick them?” Kris asked awed. “They look so good. Debbie, you’re so sexy.”

“Well, thanks. It’s not every day your older sister tells you you’re sexy.” Debbie said as she nodded. “Go ahead. Lick them. Do whatever you want to me.”

So she leaned over and took a nipple into her mouth. Debbie sighed as she closed her eyes and leaned back.

Kris didn’t know what she was doing, but she went for it. She gently grazed her teeth against her sister’s skin. She sucked her nipple until she made her moan in delight. She alternated between them, of course.

“Aw, Kristy. Suck my boobs, honey. Just like that.”

Debbie loved this. Her older sister was above her, touching her boobs. She had loved when Kris had squeezed her butt. It was so sensitive, and Kris had squeezed and kissed it just right.

“I’m really wet. Want to see?” Debbie asked.

She spread her legs, and Kris leaned in. Debbie’s smell came up to her, and she found it smelled just like her. There was hardly any smell. Kris reached out and spread her lips open.

Debbie was wet. Clear foam had pooled in her opening. Her labia was shaved, just like Kris’s. Her lips pink and puffy from arousal. Her clit was hard. Kris could almost see it throb with need.

“Oh yes.” Debbie moaned. “That’s it.”

Debbie sighed as she leaned back and closed her eyes again. She loved the feel of her sister’s fingers spreading her open. She loved her breath on her thighs. She loved the way Kris had touched her there.

“I’m not ready.” Kris gasped. “Maybe if you do me now.”

So the girls switched positions. Debbie leaned over Kris and gently kissed her. She made out with her for a while, making her moan and jerk. She went to her boobs, and started gently touching and sucking them. Kris gasped as she felt Debbie’s lips against her. She was leaving marks all over her boobs, just like Kris had done.

“My boobs are so sensitive.” Moaned Kris.

Debbie kissed and licked the areolas. She bit at the nipple gently making her sister let out a soft cry. She ran her tongue over them, one after the other. She took her globes in her hands and squeezed and massaged them. Kris loved Debbie’s but so much. Debbie in turn absolutely loved her sister’s boobs.

“You have such nice boobs, Kris.” Debbie said as she ate them. “God you have such wonderful breasts.”

Kris moaned. She loved watching her sister licking and touching her breasts. She loved how wet she was getting between her legs. She couldn’t wait until Debbie made it to her promise land. She was trembling.

“I can lick your vagina, you can lick mine, or we can lick each other at the same time.” Debbie suggested.

“I can’t do this, Deb. I’m just too nervous.”

“It’s all right. There’s nothing to be nervous about. If you don’t want to, we can stop now. I just want you to know, I won’t hurt you. No one will find out about this if you don’t tell.” They waited a moment.

“Lick me, Deb. I’m ready.” Kris said softly as Debbie leaned in.

Debbie noticed she had a much bigger clit. She gently pushed it with her tongue. Kris moaned as one of her legs jerked. Debbie gently rubbed her there, loving the twitches she caused her as Kris was driven mad with lust. She stuck her tongue inside Kris, and both girls moaned. Debbie felt her sister’s pussy sucking her in. The juice tasted so nice. She hadn’t had a woman in so long. She loved eating her sister. Her older sister.

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“Get in the car now,” he demanded.

Angela felt ridiculous. She just had to go on this trip even knowing her car was not in good shape. She spent all her money on the hotel, food, and drinks. Partying. Damn she had a good time though.

Her friends were going to stay thru the weekend but she had to go to work. Hence, she was now stuck with her very angry father. Being the youngest sibling normally was fantastic but she could feel the waves of fury rolling off her dad. It sucked. Maybe if she started crying…

“Your mother was worried about you. I had to come pick you up just to keep the peace,” he growled.

“I am sorry,” she sniffled. She had sunk as low as she could in the passenger seat of the car. If she could get him to feel some pity for her….

“Tomorrow is Saturday. You will have to pay back your brother for the weekend cost of getting your car and staying overnight.”

She placed her hand on her dad’s thigh. No reaction. Nothing.

It was just getting worse. Her half brother, Mack, had money. He had been on his own for years so this was to punish her. It was going to be a long, miserable drive home. Maybe she could get the money from her mom. Her mom did not like the two children her dad had with his first wife. Well, they weren’t children now. Angela was 18. Her half brother was 30 and her half sister, Rachel, was 32. Needless to say there were a good many years difference between her mom and dad. In fact, her mom wasn’t too much older than Angela’s half sister thus all the family drama. Her dad stayed close to his first two children but she and her mom had little to do with them.

Reportedly, her dad’s first wife had mental issues. Angela had heard some of the stories but as it had zero impact on her life, it did not interest her. In fact, it was pretty boring.

“Hey Mack. Where have you been?” inquired Rachel when she answered the phone.

“Busy. I have to make a trip in the morning to the beach to get Angela’s car for dad. Can you get away?” he asked.

Rachel immediately felt a flush of emotions. She felt guilt, lust, excitement, irritation, and desire in that order. Mack patiently waited for her response. Rachel was a thinker and he knew springing this on her short notice more than likely caused her anxiety.

“You want to call me back later? I’ll be up,” he volunteered.

“Ok,” responded Rachel. She realized she had been holding her breath when she hung up the phone. She let out a long sigh. She was trying to remember how long had it been since they met up like this outside of a family gathering. She looked around her house. It was begging for the weekend cleaning and laundry. Well, household chores just went to the bottom of her list.

Mack put his cell phone down and sat in his recliner. His dog jumped up in his lap and Mack started petting him. He turned on the TV to wait for Rachel to call him back. He wasn’t happy when his dad called in a favor to get Angela’s car towed however his mind quickly went to Rachel and all the possibilities. He wanted her to spend manavgat escort the night with him and he was certain she understood what he implied. How many times had they almost been caught? He started getting hard just thinking about it. He closed his eyes and pictured her laying unclothed in his apartment bed with her long silky hair over the pillow. Her voluptuous tits with fat nipples were plenty enough to spill over his hand. He thought back to kissing her soft lips and him laying between her amazing legs with his dick moving in and out of her sweet, tight pussy.

Their mom had known. She had seen the long looks between the two of them that started after they both had graduated. He had heard his aunt once say to her that he and Rachel were too close. She needed to do more to seperate them. Their mom was dealing with her own issues however and their dad was constantly travelling for work.

Mack was two years younger than Rachel. As he had once been in the role of protector and ‘man of the house’ many years ago, he always felt older. Mack learned watching, waiting, and patience in jail. He eventually learned to control the hostility that had earned him a charge of Battery once and the lesson he couldn’t physically fight his way through life. Rachel was the only one who had visited him while he was incarcerated. Despite it all, his dad helped him with the loan to get the tow truck so he could run his own business.

The cell phone ringing stopped his reminiscing and he saw it was Rachel.

“I’ve got an overnight bag packed. You going to talk with me and let me know what’s been up with you?” she demanded.

“Yeah. I plan on heading out at 9:00 in the morning. That should get me there around 1:00. I’ll get the hotel room and text you the hotel room number as soon as I have it. You come to the hotel as soon as you arrive,” he explained.

“Our usual place, right? We can’t go to the beach during the day as this time of year we may run into someone we recognize…no one knows I am meeting you. I’ll leave here a little after 10:00 am,” she responded.

“Rachel. I’ve missed you,” he said trying to reassure her.

“Love you Mack,” she said as she hung up.

Rachel knocked on the door of the hotel room. Mack opened the door looking like he was trying to shake off the cobwebs from his cat nap. He kissed, hugged her then turned and flopped back on the king size bed. Rachel made a quick visit to the bathroom then positioned herself on the bed beside him. She turned on her side and propped her head up so she could look at him.

“Why has it been so long since you wanted to meet up?” she asked straight to the point. They texted often enough and spoke on the phone but it had been a couple months since they got together.

“I don’t want to keep going the way we have with the secret meetings. You know how hard I have been working sixty to eighty hours a week at minimum,” he replied. Rachel’s heart was racing and she felt her eyes tearing up. She was thinking the worst as she always did. She did not understand what he was telling manavgat escort bayan her.

He saw her tears and wiped them away. He raised his head and gently kissed her.

“What I am trying to say is I have just about finished paying off the loan on the tow truck. I need help with the business. I’ve made a lot of contacts and have more than I can handle both driving and managing. I need someone to assist with logistics, marketing, customers, accounting, insurance, etc. I am thinking of renting another truck and hiring a driver,” he explained watching her carefully. He could tell she hadn’t grasped fully what he wanted.

“Rachel, will you come live with me? Dad knows my business is growing. We can say you are going to live with me for a while to help out and become a co-owner. No need to get an apartment. It makes sense. It is legitimate,” he was getting frustrated. He realized he was practically pleading with her now. He would not accept no again from her. He reached up and pulled her down flush to him in a warm embrace. He traced the line of her jaw and tilted her face to his and kissed her.

“Please say yes this time,” he whispered. Rachel gently rolled onto her back and stared at the ceiling. She took his hand in hers. The old paranoia was trying to creep in her heart and freeze it like it did in the past when he asked the first time for her to move in with him. Her mind was screaming at her. This might work. This should work. We use the business to veil our love affair she thought. It was the perfect cover. A burst of excitement and relief engulfed her.

“Yes!” she squealed and threw herself on top of him. She hugged him as hard as she could and started pressing her lips to his cheeks, his forehead, his neck, and lastly his lips. She possessively claimed his mouth and her tongue danced with his. He grabbed her butt and flipped her over. He was kissing her and removing her top at the same time. Her hands were unzipping his jeans and desperately pulling them and his underwear down. His dick sprang free and she took it in her hand and started stroking it. He moaned and paused what he was doing. She cupped his balls and he pushed her hand away. He wasn’t ready to come. The two of them removed the rest of her clothes and his hands were all over her tits. He squeezed one and began licking and sucking on the nipple of the other. She could feel his hard length against her. She was squirming and thrusting against him wanting him inside her. “Please, I want you,” she begged him. She reached for his hardness and lined it up with her pussy. He instinctively thrusted inside her. She grabbed below his butt cheeks and rocked her hips bringing him as deep as she could inside her. He began to pound her and she played with her clit. He grunted when her pussy rippled on him and he came inside her. They smiled at each other and kissed for a few minutes.

“I gotta collect Angela’s car before it gets too late tonight. I’ll pick up dinner. You and I have plans to make…..” he said smiling at her.

“I’m ready,” she was beaming with excitement.

It escort manavgat was Sunday afternoon and Mack arrived at his dad’s house with Angela’s car. He unloaded her car off the truck then knocked on the front door. It took a few minutes but his dad eventually opened the door. They walked together into the kitchen and relaxed at the table. They were discussing his business when Angela appeared in the doorway. She was wearing a slinky, sleeveless pajama top with no bra and a pair of baggy shorts. Mack could not miss her nipples poking through the thin material.

“Where is your mom?” asked Mack.

“She’s been out all afternoon,” answered Angela as her eyes darted to their dad.

Angela then walked into the kitchen with her tits jiggling and sat in their dad’s lap. Mack didn’t know for sure what he expected next but he saw his dad wrap his arm around her middle and pull her close.

Mack took a swallow of his diet coke. Angela wiggled on their dad’s lap and when Mack looked again his dad was fondling one of her tits over her top. Mack swore he thought he saw his hand squeezing it. Angela reached up with both arms and wrapped them around their dad’s neck pulling his face down for a peck on the lips. His dad kissed her and his hand pulled up her top exposing her hard nipple to Mack. His dad caressed her tit and tweaked her nipple.

At this point, Mack stood up from his chair and knocked it backwards. He had seen enough.

“Wait,” said his dad.

Angela shifted in their dad’s lap again and was now facing Mack with her legs open. His dad smoothly slid his hand under the elastic waistband of her shorts and Angela sighed when he cupped her mound. Mack guessed he inserted a couple of fingers inside her pussy because Angela closed her eyes and moaned as she rocked on them. She pulled her top off and caressed her tits. His dad kissed her bare shoulder. He wrapped his other hand around her neck and squeezed the sides of her throat. He was fucking her hard with his fingers and she came. The front of her shorts were wet and her body was pliant. His dad pulled her shorts off and she was entirely nude in his lap. His dad had his hand back on her pussy. Her neck was still flushed from where he had choked her. Mack could smell her sex mixed with urine. She was so ready to be fucked. She would let either one of them do what they wanted.

Mack was trying to avoid looking at anything other than his dad’s eyes.

“You and Rachel going to live together? You will have to share Rachel,” demanded his dad as he removed his hand from Angela’s pussy and opened her legs spreading her thighs apart.

Mack reacted violently. Rage and anger took over and he roughly pushed the table further out of the way. He shoved Angela out of his dad’s lap. Before his dad could stand up, Mack pummelled him. He hit him multiple times with his fists knocking him out of the chair. Mack continued to beat him on the floor. Angela started screaming as she thought Mack was going to kill him. She threw herself in between them which caused Mack to pause. Mack did not want to accidently hit her because he did not want to go back to jail. His dad was moaning on the floor. There was blood everywhere.

“Don’t. you. ever. ever. think. about Rachel. or. mention. her. name. again. Fucker!!” Mack thundered and left the house. He pulled out his phone as he walked to the truck.

“Rachel? I want to see you. I’m driving to you now,” said Mack.

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This was my 1st attempt as an author/storyteller and it was rejected. A special thanks to daddy’s girl for guidance, help editing and suggestions. Any comments, critiques, feedback and suggestions are appreciated. All participants listed are 18 years old or older. Only the names have been changed to protect the not so innocent, lol. The following is a true event.

Have you ever had a date that just stood out by itself from amongst the others? A particular date stands out for me. Another new Star Wars movie was out and everyone wanted to see it. My girlfriend Susie and I had made plans to go and her older very attractive married sister Maggie was in town alone for a visit wanted to tag along too.

Oh, I forgot to introduce you to them. Susie was a strawberry blonde, with short hair, thin 5’2″ natural beauty with a shaved extremely tight pussy that she knew how to work, 34BB perky tits with the most beautiful areola’s and long, large nipple’s I’ve yet to see to this day. Ohh, I do miss them sooo! Maggie was 5’9″ dark blonde, with long hair, just a landing strip of closely trimmed hair above her pussy, buxom 38DD cleavage and a tight ass. Maggie used to tease Susie by greeting me with a long, deep, probing french kiss…even in front of her husband. I actually didn’t think about it much after the first time because Susie had warned me that Maggie teased her constantly. Susie and I agreed Maggie could come with us and off we went.

After a long drive to the nearby town with a theater we finally arrived. The lines were long and it was playing alsancak escort bayan into different screen’s. Finally, we made our way inside stopping at the refreshment stand for the usual drinks, popcorn and candy. We found some seats and I sat between the two sisters ending with the barrel of popcorn between my legs. the lights went out and the movie started.

The girls began teasing me reaching for the popcorn. Suddenly, my trousers were unzipped and my girlfriend Susie brought my cock out. I adjusted the barrel of popcorn so as to not be detected by her sister… after all I was unaware of how close they were. Susie would stroke and play with my cock, then grab some popcorn. However, I soon felt a hand from the wrong side grab my cock doing the same things. Next, I noticed 2 hands, one from each side in unison. Then Maggie bent over and took me in her mouth – I almost dropped the barrel of popcorn. Susie cupped and played with my balls while Maggie, her sister, bobbed up & down on my rod. I had set the barrel in the floor by now and didn’t care if others saw or not as I was horny – my knob was being sucked and slobbered on! And I happily buried my hands in both their pussies. The two swapped duties as the crowd was enigmatically was engulfed in the movie, my beauties engulfed my cock. I whispered to the girls there was a hotel nearby and we could catch the movie another time – they agreed. Off to the hotel we went.

After some convincing the clerk we wanted a room for our unexpected guest alsancak escort bayan – she relented. Off to the room grab assing along the way we went. Once inside, my Susie began removing my shirt, kissing licking and nibbling on my nipples as Maggie removed my trousers sucking, licking my cock and balls.

I tried to help them undress, but before I could they were naked and dragging me in the bed. I was kissing, sucking, nibbling squeezing tits and fingering their pussies. I began to go down on Susie licking her pussy and was joined by Maggie. After an intense orgasm but atill hard, I mounted my Susie doggy style and began to fuck her. Maggie crawled up and lay in front of her and Susie began to eat her pussy – I furiously pounded that pussy to beat the band and blew my load.

Afterwards, Susie said, “Take Maggie an fuck her like you mean it.”

I was still hard, much to my amazement…so I gave in. I am so bad – I thought, but I was rock hard and my cock wasn’t going down. Is it because two women are every guy’s dream or because the two women are sisters and it’s so tawdry and naughty?

They traded positions and as I fucked Maggie – she ate my cum out of Susie’s pussy. After cumming again, Maggie sucked me hard and begged me to fuck her tits. the sisters sucked and licked my cock as it poked out through Maggie’s cleavage until I came on both their faces and tits.

The girls decided to get cleaned up so we could make the next show. I knocked on the bathroom door and told them escort alsancak they needed to hurry up I had to pee.

Upon me hearing the shower turn on they said, “Come on in and pee.” I expected to find one in the shower and one at the sink, however, yet both were in the shower. As I peed, they were whispering, laughing and giggling. Aroused by this, I dropped my trousers to the floor opened the door and stepped in – my cock bouncing proudly as it led the way.

“It’s about time”, they giggled and continued, “We were wondering if you would take the hint.”

We soaped and groped, enveloped in the lust and debauchery. I stuck my finger in Maggie’s pink rosette of an asshole and Maggie grabbed my hard cock bringing it to her asshole and said, “Fuck my ass!”

“Can you do that?” I asked. “I’ve never done that before,” I stated.

Maggie said, “Yes, you can. It’ll be fun and you’ll enjoy it”.

I tried to enter her and man…was she tight.

“Go slow to start and once you’re in – rock on”, Susie stated.

Slowly, I made my way in and Maggie moaned louder and louder, beckoning me to fuck her ass, crying out to God and a gleefully resounding her approval of my assault on her rear entrance. Susie kissed her sister’s breasts, taunted her nipples and fingered her pussy before descending to lap hungrily at Maggie’s snatch – which was flowing with juices. My cock swelled, orgasm welled up my balls – it wouldn’t be long now.

“Cum in my ass!” Maggie screamed. And with that I came again and again as she squirted all over Susie’s face. I withdrew and Susie cleaned my cock like a starving cat and I came again…. unbelievable. Finally, we cleaned up and took a nap.

We never did make it to the movie and after phoning their parents that we had car troubles. Eventually, we saundered in about 5:00 am in the morning. I was ruined after that, but that’s another series of events.

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Forty three year old Ann was sitting on the sofa talking to Jenny, her twenty one year old, daughter. The only thing that was unusual about the situation was that Fiona was stark naked and Jenny was fully clothed. It was the beginning of their weekly spanking session.

Ann said, “Jenny, you know that I do enjoy you ordering me to strip and then you spanking me. We have been doing this since your father left. However I have a fantasy which I would like to act out. I am a slave girl who is used by a group of young ladies. In addition to spanking me, they can fondle my tits, finger me, walk me around on a lead and collar and have me kiss their feet. They would totally humiliate me for their pleasure. And they could film it and take photos. Do you think any of your friends would be interested?”

Jenny responded immediately.

“You have no right to think about who does what to you.”

“I am very sorry.”

Jenny got her phone and called Bob.

“Hello Bob. Would you and Jill like to come round. I have something here for you both.”

The doorbell rang and the elderly couple alanya escort into the room.

They were surprised to see Ann standing naked.

Jenny spoke.

“My mother would really like you Mary to spank her, then fondle her tits and finger her. Then she would like you Bob to fuck her. Would you both like that?”

They both said they certainly would. Then in reply to Jenny’s offer they would like her to take photos. Bob said that would be nice.

Jenny moved across the room and returned with a marker pen. She then inscribed ‘slave girl please use’ on her mother’s body. Then took a photo with her phone.

“I will send this to everyone I can think of. Now let us go into her bedroom.”

Jenny ordered Ann to lie on the bed and gave Bob his instructions.

“Fuck the slut and when you are ready to cum put your cock in her mouth.”

It went very well. Bob despite being seventy years of age did the business.

Jenny. “Aren’t you going to thank the gentleman?”

Ann. “Thank you.”

Jenny. “Don’t you mean alanya escort bayan thank you sir and please use me whenever you wish.”

Ann thanked Bob as instructed.

Jenny then spoke to Jill.

“Don’t you think you should punish the slut for doing that with your husband?”

“Yes I do.”

Jill sat on a chair next to the bed and ordered Ann to position herself.

A very hard spanking followed and this time Ann said the right thing.

“Thank you my lady.”

Jenny then told Jill to order Ann to lie on the floor and kiss Jill’s feet.

Then Jenny ordered her mother to lie on her back on the bed.

She spoke to Jill.

“Have a play with her tits, finger her and then if you wish order her to lick your pussy.

Forty minutes later they left the bedroom.

Jenny invited her guests to take a seat and made them coffee.

Ann stood naked before them looking down at the floor.

Jenny.

“What do you think? Would you like to use her again?”

They both replied that they would.

“Good, escort alanya she is at your disposal. Just give me a ring first and I’ll make sure she is ready. And any of your friends in your age group are very welcome to use her.?”

As they were leaving Jenny had a request for Bob.

“Could you get three more gentlemen of your age to come here with you. The four of you could gang bang her.”

“Yes I can”

“Good and I’ll film for you.”

Jenny was left alone with her mother.

“Don’t worry mother. I will make you a slave girl. You are now available to every man and woman in the town and beyond who is over fifty years of age.”

“Thank you Mistress.”

“Now I will take some photos which I will send to everyone I can think of. I’m sure they will soon appear online so you will be famous.”

Jenny had her mother pose for a number of very explicit photos. As promised she sent then to several of her friends.”

“Now its time for your spanking.”

Jenny then had her mother lie on a table and tied her ankles and wrists to the table legs. Ann was totally exposed with her legs wide open

Jenny was unable to resist fingering her new slave girl. Then she fondled her tits.

By now phone messages were arriving and Jenny read them out for Ann who was still tied up.

Jenny. “Everyone is very interested in my new slave girl and they have suggestions as to how we use you.”

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Chapter Fourteen — April Fools’!

“Ha! Ha! April Fools! Ha! Ha!”

“April Fools’! Ha! Ha! I got you. I was just kidding,” he said expecting her to say April Fools’ back to him too, when she had no reaction to his joke, he continued laughing in her face. “Ha! Ha! April Fools’! I didn’t have sex with your mother, your sister, or with your best friend.”

Actually, not much of an April Fools’ joke for him, with her not reacting to his sexual confessions of sleeping with her mother, with her sister, and/or with her best friend, he didn’t know how much he got her with his joke. Besides with her mother never liking him, her sister disliking him even more, and her best friend hating him, with her not believing that he had sex with any of them, he didn’t get her with his joke at all. She got him more with her April Fools’ joke than he got her.

If anyone got anyone, she got him by telling him that her mother, her sister, and her best friend hate him. If anyone got anyone, she got him by confessing that she slept with his brothers, his father, his best friend, his boss, the mailman, the UPS man, and the pizza delivery man. Going overboard with her April Fools’ joke, had she told him that she had sex with just one of his brothers and no one else, he may have more believed her.

All so ridiculous, with her having sex with all nine of those men, he knew now that her confessions were nothing more than her April Fools’ joke that she played on him.

‘Ha! Ha! Very funny.’

With him being a gullible Gus, she got him again. He knew that his wife, the love of his life, would never have sex with anyone but with him, especially not with nine men and especially if six of those men were his brothers, his father, his best friend, and his boss.

“Boy, I guess you really did get me,” she said. “Being that none of them like you and they all hate you, I didn’t believe you had sex with them at first. Yet once you started telling me the explicitly graphic, sexual details of having sex with my Mom, my sister, and my best friend, I really did believe that you did have sex with all of them.”

Expecting her to laugh with him, he laughed at the April Fools’ joke that he played on her only, oddly enough though, she wasn’t laughing. Maybe in the way that she hurt him by telling him that she slept with his brothers, his father, his best friend, his boss, the mailman, UPS man, and the pizza delivery man, he hurt her by telling her that he slept with her mother, sister, and best friend. Maybe in the way that he didn’t think that these April Fools’ Day jokes were no longer funny, she didn’t think they were funny either.

“I didn’t sleep with your mother, your sister, or with your best friend,” he said nodding his head from side to side to give her that extra amount of credibility. “I’d never cheat on you, Gwen, especially not with your mother, your sister, and/or with your best friend. I was just playing an April Fools’ joke on you. I love you and only you. Really I do,” he said looking at her with love. “I’ve never have sex with anyone but with you.”

He smiled her his affection.

“I love you too Roger,” she said.

She returned his look of love with her look of love.

“I just wanted to see your reaction. Only and admittedly, I was disappointed when you didn’t give me much of a reaction at all. Then, when you turned my April Fools’ joke around to play your own April Fools’ joke on me I should have known you’d do something like that. You always do. I can never get you in the way that you always get me.”

She gave him a soft, little smile.

“Well, you had me going. I believed you,” she said patting his hand. “I did. I really did, which is why I, um, foolishly confessed all of my sexual sins to you. Something I probably shouldn’t have done on second thought,” she said mumbling under her breath, “especially in the angrily way you reacted to my sexual confessions, I wish I hadn’t told you.”

Waiting for her to say April Fools’ too, he hoped to God that she was playing a practical joke on him too. Now not so sure, especially after showing regret for telling him her sexual confessions, he suspected that she did have sex with nine men. In the way he always thought he could read her, now he realized that he could never tell if she was lying or telling the truth.

“Well, if you believed me, you didn’t show it on your face,” he said. “Boy you’re a tough cookie to crack. You didn’t give me any reaction at all to my confessing having sex with the three, most important women in your life. I don’t know how you did it but you kept a straight face the whole time,” he said laughing at his own stupid joke.

She made an uncomfortable face as if she suddenly had to go to the bathroom.

“Sorry,” she said. “I was just having a difficult time that my mother, my sister, and my best friend would have sex with you when they all hate you so very much.”

Going from never liking him to disliking him to hating him and now to hating him so very much, he wished she’d kocaeli escort stop reminding him that her mother, her sister, and her best friend hate him for whatever imaginary reasons that they may have. With a knot tightening in his stomach while wondering if her sexual confessions were true or not, Roger waited for Gwen to say she was playing an April Fools’ joke on him, too. When she didn’t respond in kind by telling him that she was playing an April Fools’ joke on him too, he interrogated her as if he was a self-righteous prosecuting attorney and she was a guilty defendant on the stand and on trial for murder.

“Just so that I can understand and make sense from all of this, when you said you understand me being sexually attracted to your Mom enough that I’d want to have sex with her, you were just kidding. Right? You knew that I’d never have sex with your mother. Right?”

He looked at Gwen while waiting for her response and continued when none came.

“When you said like mother like daughter, your Mom likes sex as much as you do, you were just joking. Right? You have no idea what your mother likes sexually. Do you?”

Again, his wife, the love of his life, remained silent.

“When you said your Mom loves making out as much as you do and your Mom loves kissing and being felt through her clothes as much as you do, you were just pulling my leg. Right? When it comes to having an intimate relationship with a man, you have no idea what your mother likes. Do you?”

Still not knowing if she was being serious or kidding him, and with her still remaining silent and not responding to his questions, he continued when Gwen gave him a sexy smile.

“When you said your Mom is lucky to have me as a lover, you were just jesting. Right?”

Waiting for her to say something, when she didn’t say anything, he continued.

“In reference to your mother, when you said enjoying and giving blowjobs runs in your family, you just said that to get me going. Right? You have no idea if your mother enjoys giving blowjobs or not. Do you?”

With her avoiding making eye contact, he looked at her for her answer but she just sat there not speaking while giving him a nervous smile instead of a sexy look.

“When you thanked me for taking care of your mother’s sexual needs, said that I was a good husband and a great lover, and maybe I can have sex with your mother sometime again while you watch, you were just teasing me. Right? You really didn’t mean that, did you? Knowing full well that I never had sex with your mother the first time, you’d never allow me to have sex with your mother a second time or more. Moreover, if I did ever have sex with your mother, you’d never want to watch us having sex. Would you?”

With her still not responding, she continued staring at him or looking away from him while remaining silent.

“When you said like daughter like mother and vice versa, apparently your Mom is as much of a cum slut as you are, you weren’t serious, were you? When you said that evidently, not only does your mother love sucking cock but also she loves swallowing cum too, you were just joshing me. Right? You have no idea what your mother likes or dislikes sexually. Do you? For all that you know, your mother may not even suck cock,” he said baiting her to say something, anything.

Again he waited for Gwen to answer and when she didn’t respond to his question, he continued.

“When you said that you were glad that I told you that I had sex with your mother, your sister, and your best friend, you certainly didn’t mean that. Did you? You’d never want me to have sex with your mother, your sister, and/or your best friend. Would you?”

As if she lost her ability to speak, she continued staring at him with a blank expression.

“When you thanked me for sharing my sexual confessions with you that was all bullshit too. Right? Everything you said was part of your April Fools’ joke. Right? You’d really be pissed off if I had sex with not only your mother but also your sister and/or your best friend. Wouldn’t you?”

Still waiting for Gwen to say something, anything in her defense, when she remained silent he continued in his interrogation of her.

“C’mon admit it. All that you confessed was part of your April Fools’ joke too. Right? None of your story about having sex with my brothers, my father, my best friend, my boss, the mailman, the UPS man, and the pizza delivery man is true. Right?”

He looked at her after every question while waiting for her to respond. Finally, in the way that everything he said was nothing more than an April Fools’ joke, she said something to reveal that all she said wasn’t an April Fools’ joke.

“Oh, my Gosh. I’m so very embarrassed and sorry. This is awkward,” she said looking at him with shame.

He looked at her stunned.

“Awkward?”

“Yes, this is so very awkward for me,” she said.

Awkward for her? With her helping him to finally remove his love blinders, able to see the real her now, seemingly it was always about her. He treated her special because kocaeli escort bayan she was so beautiful. Even though he knew what she meant by saying that specific word at this exact moment, he asked her the question anyway. He needed to know for sure that his wife wasn’t a cock sucking, cum slut of a whore who’d have sex with anyone at their door.

“What did you mean when you said awkward?”

As if she was a defendant found guilty at trial, she looked at him with guilt, sorrow, and remorse.

“Well…?”

Awkward was a word she seldom used. Awkward was the one word he never expected to hear coming from her mouth in response to him telling her that he was playing an April Fools’ joke on her while asking her if she was playing an April Fools’ joke on him. In the way that he screamed, April Fools’ in her face, he expected her to yell back, April Fools’. He expected her to laugh at him trying to play an April Fools’ joke on her. He expected her to be cocky and boastful about her succeeding in playing an April Fools’ joke on him, especially when he was unable to play an April Fools’ joke on her. Certainly, of all things for her to say, he never expected her to say ‘Awkward.’

He looked at her looking at him. When she didn’t say that her sexual confessions were all part of an elaborate April Fools’ joke, as if he was ready to pass out, the color drained from his face. He didn’t know what to say. Did she say awkward because she really did have sex with his brothers, his father, his best friend, his boss, and the mailman, UPS man, and the pizza delivery man? With him already playing his hand, shooting his load, and calling her bluff by going all in, he didn’t know what else to do. Unless she was just bluffing, which now he didn’t think she was, if anything, instead of just saying awkward, he expected her to answer his questions. Instead, he persevered in his interrogation of her.

“By saying that this is awkward, do you mean that all you confessed is not your April Fools’ joke but the truth and that you did sleep with my brothers?”

Again, she looked at him with shame, sorrow, guilt, and remorse.

“Yes,” she said with downcast eyes. “I had sex with your three brothers. I had sex with Jim. I had sex with Steve. I had sex with Dave. I’m sorry.”

With his rage seething inside of him and with her trying to keep it bottled inside, he looked at her with anger.

“And did you really sleep with my father too?”

She bit her lip before looking up at him with her big, beautiful, blue eyes and looking away before confessing her sin.

“Yes,” she said without looking up at him. “I had sex with your father too. I’m sorry.”

With him having already forgiven her for having sex with his brothers and father, he still clutched onto the hope that her sexual confessions were nothing more than her April Fools’ joke. Now, with the imagines of her naked with his brothers and father reopening his wounds, rage replaced his anger. He couldn’t believe his beautiful wife not only had sex with his three brothers but also she slept with his father too. Not believing her before, he believed her now.

How dare she? How could she? Why would she? Why would they? Is there no one who he can trust?

‘Filthy cock sucking whore,’ he thought to himself.

The people that he loved and thought loved him, his wife, his brothers, his father, and even his best friend and his boss, why would they all so disrespect him for sex? How could they? How dare they? If having sex with six men wasn’t enough for her, why would she have sex with the mailman, the UPS man, and the pizza delivery man? Now in the way that he knows that he’s married to a whore, everyone in the neighborhood knows that she’s a whore.

The women that he loved and thought loved him, her mother, her sister, and her best friend all hated him. How could they? How dare they? Now for his wife to have brazen sex with nine men, he wondered if she hated him too. Certainly, she thought he was an idiot to be cheating behind his back for so very long. Certainly, he was an idiot for never suspecting the sexual infidelity of his wife.

“And did you really sleep with my best friend, Mike, and my boss, Jerry too?”

She started to cry.

“Yes, yes,” she said. “I did them both, many times, as many times as I had sex with your brothers and father. I so wanted to get pregnant. I so wanted to have a baby. When your brothers and your father couldn’t impregnate me, so long as I could have a baby of my own, I didn’t care who the father of my baby was. I’m sorry. I’m so very sorry. Please forgive me.”

He looked at her as if he never really knew her. He remained quiet while watching his whore of a wife sobbing and crying in her hands.

“So, lemme get this straight. If I understand this correctly, not only did you have sex with every man who’s important to me and any man who came to our door but also your mother never liked me, your sister dislikes me, and your best friend hates me,” he said. He raised his voice in hurt, in rejection, and in anger escort kocaeli to ask her his next questions. “Is that right? Is that correct? Your mother, sister, and best friend hating me is not an April Fools’ joke either, is it?”

She wiped her eyes on her coffee stained bathrobe before blowing her nose in her napkin.

“Oh, my Gosh. This is really, really awkward,” she said looking up at him apologetically. “I’m sorry. I’m so very sorry. Yes, it’s true. My mother, my sister, and my best friend hate you,” she said crying in her napkin.

There, she used that word again in reference to her mother never liking him, her sister disliking him even more, and her best friend hating him. How could Heather hate him? He loved Heather. If he hadn’t already been married to Gwen, he’d ask Heather to marry him.

“Really, really Awkward? How do you mean by saying that this is really, really awkward? Are you saying that your mother never liked me? Your sister really dislikes me? And your best friend hates me? Is that what you mean by saying that this is really, really awkward?”

She reached out to touch his hand but he pulled his hand away.

“I’m sorry. I’m so very sorry,” she said making eye contact with him. “Yes, to all three questions but I really like you. I love you,” she said looking at her husband with sorrow, remorse, pity, and love.

“Love me? You don’t love me? If you loved me, you’d respect me enough not to sleep with every man that I know,” he said with venom. “You barely flinched when I confessed that I had sex with your mother, your sister, and with your best friend.”

“I didn’t give you any reaction to your sexual confessions of sleeping with my mother, sister, and best friend because I knew you were trying to play an April Fools’ joke on me.”

She looked at him with apologetic eyes while he stared at her with rage.

“I see,” he said getting angrier than he’s ever been.

Intent on continuing her confessions, she continued crying while talking.

“In the way that my mother never liked you, my sister really dislikes you, and my best friend hates you, I knew that none of them would ever have sex with you. That’s why I didn’t fall for your April Fools’ joke. When you said that you had sex with my mother, my sister, and my best friend, I knew that you were trying to play an April Fools’ joke on me,” she said.

She gave him a nervous, little smile.

“I see,” he said looking at her as if he could kill her.

They stared at one another in silence.

“Once you ventured down that road of confessing having sex with my mother, my sister, and my best friend, under the guise of me telling you an April Fools’ joke, I thought it a good time to test the water of your forgiveness, so to speak. I figured this was as good of a time as any for me to come clean and confess my sexual infidelities. With my having sex with your brothers, your father, you best friend, your boss, the mailman, the UPS man, and the pizza delivery man, I figured if I was willing to forgive your sexual transgressions, even though I knew you were joking, I figured you’d forgive me mine.”

“Only, you knew that I never had sex with your mother, your sister, and your best friend. Correct?”

Yes, that’s correct,” she said. “Sadly, even if you were the last man on Earth, I knew my mother, my sister, and/or my best friend would never have sex with you. But I’ll have sex with you, any time you want sex. I’ll give you sex, lots of wicked hot sex,” she said reaching for his hand with her hand and withdrawing her hand when he pulled his hand away.

He looked at her with as much hurt as he looked at her with rage.

“I don’t believe this. I can’t believe this. I’m in shock. What started out as a happy day with me making you breakfast while hoping to play an April Fools’ joke on you, has turned into a horrible nightmare,” he said.

He was so sad. He was so hurt. He was so angry. He felt so rejected, not just by her but by her mother, her sister, her best friend, his brothers, his father, his best friend, and his boss. He felt so used and abused by her. He imagined everyone laughing at him behind his back for him being such a fool in loving this beautiful woman who he thought loved him.

The woman who he thought was his angel sent from Heaven above is nothing but a cock sucking slut. After knowing her for 20 years and being married to her for 15 of those years, obviously he didn’t even know who she really was, a no good, lying whore. Obviously blinded by love, he was too stupid to see her for who she was.

With him having twenty wonderful years with her and fifteen of those years being married to her, he wished he never knew about her sexual indiscretions. He wished he never started this by playing an April Fools’ Day joke on her. He wished he could turn back time and return to how things were with him oblivious to what she did behind closed bedroom doors while he was working.

If he blamed anything, he blamed that Cosmopolitan rag of a magazine for enlightening her sexually. She was better off when he was the only man to ever have sex with her. She was better off when she didn’t know any better. Perhaps had she become pregnant, with her busy taking care of their children and not having the time to have sex with men, none of this mess would have ever happened. Yet, not to be, her having children wasn’t in their cards.

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I slid out of her as she still groaned loudly, from the fucking she was getting from my father-in-law. She fell forward as he continued to pound in and out of her ass, her cries muffled by the pillow. I watched him stop thrusting and hold himself against her as he spurted up into her ass.

I awoke with a start. I turned to see that my wife was still sleeping soundly beside me. I watched her naked breasts rise and fall with her breathing. I rolled away from her and started to relive my dream, if only in my dreams. The image that came into my mind was one of beauty and passion. My naked mother-in-law was lying on a bed, her legs spread wantonly as she fingered her clit. She had her hand between her legs, running her finger up and down her slit as she groaned loudly. She spread her legs further apart and inserted a finger into her dripping cunt, thrusting it in and out as fast as she could. My father-in-law was standing next to her, rubbing his hard cock as he watched her. As she continued massaging her clit, he moved closer to her and she took his hard cock in her mouth. She moaned loudly as he started to move his hips back and forth, thrusting his hard cock in and out of her mouth.

I watched him start to come in her mouth, grunting as he did. I could see her throat muscles tense as she swallowed his offering. She never stopped fingering herself and after he was finished, he slowly pulled his now spent cock out of her. After kissing the tip of his cock, she turned her head and looked at me.

“Fuck me now,” was all she said.

As if in slow motion, I moved between her spread legs and thrust into her in one stroke. She groaned loudly as I started the pump in and out of her, holding her legs as wide apart as I could. I raised myself up and leaned forward so I above her. I pumped down into her again and she yelled out in joy.

“Oh yes, fuck me hard,” she cried. “Fuck me with your big cock. Fuck me hard.”

I fucked her as hard and as fast as I could, our skin slapping together every time I fully thrust into her. Our skin slaps were getting louder as I pounded in and out of her. As I came inside her, she groaned loudly and I held myself against her groin. I finished emptying myself into her wet cunt and slowly pulled my cock out of her, moving back away from her as my father-in-law dove between her legs and started lapping at her soaked cunt. She squealed as he licked and sucked my come out of her.

The alarm went off, jolting me back to reality. I rolled over and shut it off but my wife had wakened and was looking at me.

“You ok,” she asked.

“Yeah, I just had a dream,” I answered.

“It must have been some dream. Look at yourself, you’re soaking wet.”

“I’m ok.”

A few days later, I had another dream about my in-laws, only this time my father-in-law and I sandwiched my mother-in-law and filled her two holes with hot come. Again, I awoke with a start and unfortunately, woke my wife too.

“Honey, are you ok?” she asked.

“Yeah, I guess,” I stammered. “Just another dream.”

As I lay, trying to recover my thoughts, all I could see was my mother-in-law’s naked body and my cock plunging in and out of her. Was I going crazy or was this something that was foreseen. My mind was alive with thoughts as I tried to go back to sleep.

My dreams even invaded my thoughts during the day. I found myself thinking about my in-laws more and more as the week went by. I would be seeing them in a couple of days and wondered how I was going to get through it without saying anything.

The day arrived and I wasn’t sure if I was looking forward to their visit or not. My in-laws were wonderful people, very open and gracious. We spent the next few days, talking and laughing, making up for time apart. Every night, after bidding them a good night, I watched my mother-in-law as she walked up the stairs. I pictured her naked ass and felt my cock pounding into it as I watched them disappear.

The third night, as my wife and I were going to bed, I heard a distinctive thump and a loud groan.

“What was that,” I asked my wife.

She smiled and moved closer to me.

“My parents still make love on a regular basis,” she said.

My faced reddened a little as I realized that I was listening to two people making love.

“My mother loves sex as much as I do,” my wife interrupted my thoughts.

“She escort kars has always had a healthy appetite for sex. That’s maybe why I enjoy it so much too.”

I heard another groan, only this time, louder.

“Maybe we should join them,” my wife interrupted my thoughts again. I looked at her and the lust in her eyes was unmistakable.

I rolled over and started to suck her breast. The moans and groans from the next room were getting louder and I could hear my father-in-law grunting as he fucked his wife. Hearing the groans, my cock responded and was at full erection. I quickly rolled on top of her and started to pump in and out of my wife’s cunt. She was moaning louder with each thrust and I was grunting as I pumped in and out of her faster and faster. I came quickly and started spurting my hot seed into my wife as I heard a final cry from the next room. As we lay in each other’s arms, my mind went to the next room. I could see my cock pounding my mother-in-law’s cunt and could hear her muffled cries of joy as I fucked her. My father-in-law’s cock was stuffed inside her mouth and he filled her throat with his come.

“What are you thinking,” my wife asked.

“Oh nothing,” I quickly responded.

“Well, it must be something because you’re as hard as a rock again.”

I was hard again. I groaned loudly as I felt her hand reach my balls and start to massage them. She moved quickly down and engulfed my straining cock in her mouth, making love to my cock with her tongue. I soon filled her mouth with come and she swallowed every last strand. She rose and looked at me.

“Whatever it is getting you hard, don’t let it stop,” she said, laughing. I laughed with her as she came up into my arms again. We fell asleep in each other’s arms and awoke, both satisfied.

The next night, I was hard before we even got to the bedroom. I watched my in-laws start up the stairs and my cock instantly started to grow. I tried to move so no one could see my excitement but my wife noticed. She waited until her parents were upstairs before she said anything.

“I think I know what is giving you an erection.” she said, smiling at me.

“What?” I asked.

“You’ve been thinking about making love to my mother, haven’t you?”

“What makes you say that?” I asked.

“Well, you just watched her go up the stairs and as she did, you started to get hard.”

I didn’t know what to say. I wasn’t sure how my wife would react to my thoughts and dreams, so I said nothing.

“I’m glad to see that my mother turns you on. She has been doing that for years to many men but I didn’t think you would be one of them.”

“Would you like to fuck my Mom?”

I looked at her and hesitated.

“It’s ok if you want to,” she said quickly. “I don’t mind and I’m sure she wouldn’t either.’

“That would never happen.” I said.

“Don’t be too sure,” she replied.

“Come on,” I said as I grabbed my wife and led her up the stairs.

I quickly peeled off my clothes and placed her on the bed. I moved behind her and plunged my straining cock into her as hard as I could. She groaned loudly as I started to fuck her from behind. I was standing beside the bed with my wife on her hands and knees in front of me. I had never wanted to fuck her before this badly and I didn’t waste any time in coming inside her. As I pulled my cock out of her, I heard my mother-in-law groan.

“You see,” my wife said. “Like mother, like daughter.”

I laughed as we listened to the two people making love in the next room. The next day when I came home, my wife met me at the door.

“I think you’re going to enjoy dinner tonight,’ she said as I took my coat off.

“It soon could become a favorite of yours.”

I entered the kitchen and was greeted by my father-in-law.

“How was work?” he asked.

“The same,” I answered. “Nothing special.”

“Honey, would you go up and get Mom and tell her that dinner is ready.” my wife interjected.

“Sure.”

As I climbed the stairs, my cock started to stiffen against my pants. As I reached their room, my cock was fully erect and was straining against my pants. I looked into the room and my mother-in-law was lying on the bed, fingering herself.

“I never thought you would get home,” she said as she stared at the bulge in my pants.

I was staring kars escort bayan too, at my mother-in-law’s shaven pussy and watched her fingers move in and out. Now my cock was, wanting relief, but I turned to go back downstairs.

“Don’t leave,” my mother-in-law quickly said. “Come over here and put that big juicy cock inside me.”

As I quickly started to shed my clothes, my mother-in-law was urging me on.

“Hurry up. I want to feel you inside me.”

I moved over to her and lifted her legs over my shoulders. I pumped my hips forward and entered her in one thrust, making her groan loudly.

“Oh that feels so good,” she groaned in my ear. “Come on, pound my cunt until you can’t. Fill me with your hot come.”

I pumped in and out of her as fast as I could as she squirmed underneath me. She clenched my cock with her cunt muscles and had me coming in no time. I groaned loudly as I started to spurt inside her. She held me close and thrust up against my groin.

“Oh yes,” she yelled. “Fill me up.”

As I pumped load after load of hot come inside her, she groaned louder and louder. I finally finished and after a few minutes, slowly started to pull out of her. It was then, I noticed my father-in-law standing beside the bed, his hard cock in his hand. I watched him move closer to the bed and point his cock at my mother-in-laws mouth. She quickly let him push it into her as she reached down and started to finger herself. I watched him pump in and out of her until her started to unload his come into her mouth. I watched her swallow his offering and continue to finger her cunt.

It was surreal but this was my dream coming true but this wasn’t a dream. I had fucked my mother-in-law and had watched her take my father-in-laws cock in her mouth and milk it until he came in her too. Could my other dream come true too? My cock was starting to stiffen again as my father-in-law slowly pulled his cock out of my mother-in-laws mouth. She immediately noticed it and reached over, pulling to her again.

“Fuck me again,” she said. “Fuck me and fill me up with your hard cock. I love the feeling of it inside me.”

I looked at my father-in-law and he was watching us. His cock was starting to stiffen again and he started to rub it with his hand. I watched it get harder and harder. Without a word, he got onto the bed. He pulled me onto my back and my mother-in-law moved up and straddled me. She sat down on my hard cock and I pulled her down to me, making her ass point towards him.

“Fuck her in the ass,” I said.

“Oh yes,” my mother-in-law squealed. “I want to feel your cock inside my ass hole.”

He quickly moved over to us and got over her ass. He thrust his hips down against her hole and entered her. She cried out a little when he invaded her chute but soon the two of us were fucking her with long hard thrusts. “Oh yes,” she screamed. “Fuck me you two studs. Fill me up with your cocks and fuck me hard.”

I pumped in and out of her as I could feel my father-in-law’s hard cock through the thin membrane between our cocks. We matched thrusts in intensity and movement and soon were coming inside her two holes.

“Oh yes, fill me up with your come,” she yelled. “I want your hot seed inside me.”

I grunted as I came inside her. I could feel my father-in-laws cock twitching as he came inside her ass. The feeling was overpowering and I slowly pulled my spent cock out of her with a slight sucking sound. My come started to run out of her and down her legs as I moved out from under her. My wife was suddenly between her mother’s spread thighs, licking and sucking the come running down her legs. She sucked all the come off her mother and moved down to tongue her ass, making my mother-in-law yell out again. She licked and sucked on her parents, moaning all the time. I watched the three, roll away from each other, groaning softly. My mother-in-law turned around with a big grin on her face.

“How was dinner?” she asked, laughing. I looked at my wife and her father and her were grinning at me.

“Great,” I answered.

“I didn’t realize that you found me so appealing,’ my mother-in-law said.

“If I had known, we would have been fucking a long time ago.”

I couldn’t say anything. I was stunned at what had just happened and wondered to myself, if it was a dream or not.

“I kars escort told them about your dreams,” my wife said. “They agreed that maybe we should all make sure they came true.”

The only problem was that I hadn’t told my wife what my dreams were about. How did she know what my thoughts were? I looked at the three of them and wondered if it really had been a dream.

I looked at them again and they were still grinning at me.

“How about if we have some dessert,” my wife said suddenly, bringing me out of my stunned silence.

“What do you mean?” I asked.

“Here, we’ll show you,” she said as she moved over into the middle of the bed. My father-in-law moved between her spread legs and pointed his hard cock at her cunt, thrusting into her in one movement. My mother-in-law got over my wife’s face and lowered her cunt down to her mouth, rubbing her wet cunt against her lips. I watched my wife’s tongue reach out and start to lick and suck her mother’s clit, making her groan as her father pumped his cock in and out of her. My wife’s cries of passion, were muffled by her mother’s cunt and her father was grunting as he pounded his daughter’s cunt as hard as he could. I watched the three of them come together in a loud orgy of sound. My father-in-law started to spurt his come deep up inside my wife as her mother came on her face spraying her lips with her juices.

“Oh fuck, that feels good,” my mother-in-law yelled as she came.

“Yeah baby, take all my come,” my father-in-law yelled at my wife. “Take all of it inside you.”

My wife’s cries were still muffled by her mother’s cunt jammed down onto her face.

“Yes, yes,” my mother-in-law yelled. “Make me come honey.”

The three of them slowly separated and turned to look at me after they had. They had grins on their faces again.

“You didn’t know about the three of us, did you?” my mother-in-law asked.

“No,” I quickly answered. “I had no idea that you all were lovers.”

“We’ve been fucking each other for years,” said my father-in-law. “Now that you know, we can all have each other whenever we want.”

“That sounds like a good deal,” I added quickly, looking at their grinning faces.

“When do we start?”

“I never thought you’d ask,” my mother-in-law said as she moved down and took my cock in her mouth.

“Mom loves to fuck, just like I told you,” my wife said as I leaned back, letting her mother fully engulf my hardening cock.

“I told you that she loved to fuck, didn’t I?”

She moved over and took my father-in-laws cock and started to knead it, making it rise in anticipation. She took it and put her mouth around it, licking and sucking up and down it’s length, making slurping noises as she did. Her mother was still sucking my cock and had me close to coming again.

“Oh no you don’t,” I said to my mother-in-law as I pulled her face away from me. “You’ve had your turn, now it’s your daughters.”

I quickly moved between my wife’s legs and spread her cheeks. I pointed my cock at her ass hole and pushed forward, entering her and slowly pushed my hard cock up into her until my balls rested against her cheeks. She groaned, loudly as I entered her but pushed herself back against me. I started to fuck her as she continued to suck her father’s cock. Soon the two of us were coming inside her, filling her two holes with our hot come.

“Oh baby, that feels good,” I cried out. “I want to fill your ass with all my come.”

“Yes, suck me,” my father-in-law coached his daughter. “I want to feel you swallowing all my come.”

He came with a loud grunt and I watched his cock twitch as he emptied his come into my wife. She was groaning as she swallowed his come and drank and drank all of it down her throat. I slowly pulled my cock out of my wife’s ass and fell back on the bed. She took her father’s cock out of her mouth and licked it, making sure she swallowed all his come.

I looked at my mother-in-law and she was grinning at me.

“I can see this is going to be a great visit,” she said. “We still have ten days left before we leave and we’re going to be very busy for those ten days.”

“See honey,” my wife added. “Some dreams do come true.”

“I guess so,” was all I could muster as an answer.

My father-in-law and I fucked the two women several more times before the night was through. We spent the next ten days fucking and sucking. After they had gone, my wife and I sat down and talked about their visit.

All I could say was, “When are they coming back?”

My wife just smiled and winked at me.

“You never know,” she said. “It may be sooner than you think.”

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