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I’ve never been attracted to ladyboys, but since going on sex vacations, I’ve told myself that I shouldn’t indiscriminately avoid all contact with them. If I met one somewhere and felt an attraction to or a connection with her, I should take the physical contact as far as I could stand. Besides, it’s likely the revulsion is a product of society instead of any sort of ingrained taste, and as I’ve matured and advanced my own sexual desires, I’ve grown more tolerant of the range of sexual desires that exist in the world.If I had sex with a ladyboy, I wouldn’t feel judged by society. In fact, I may feel that anyone who judged me was not worth knowing. However, there is still the ick factor, and for whatever reason, it exists in me, it isn’t something I can will away, which is too bad as I’ve heard that ladyboys give the best service.Tinder in Pattaya is simply a means of hooking up with freelancers, and there are lots of ladyboys, most of which are clearly identified. After all, it would do them no good to show up at a customer’s request and deal with an irate man upset that he wasn’t getting a pussy to fuck. “Top and Bottom” is a phrase I was introduced to which means they give as well as they get.I spent hours in my first two days while jet-lagged browsing through the selection on Tinder and weeding out all the ladyboys. Of the girls that were left, most of them were very clear on their profiles they were freelancers only, having links to other social media and a statement that said: “100% lady, don’t ask me!” Mary’s profile was one of those that said 100% lady, but along with that contained an actual profile that talked like a girl looking for a husband.“Looking tall and handsome,” and, “want man to take care of me,” were some of the phrases on her profile. Her pictures, well, they were beautiful. If her pictures had been on a profile in America, she’d have her selection of wealthy, handsome men.When we matched and she began having a real conversation with me, instead of straight to “wanna fuck?” I şişli escort suspected something was rotten in the state of Chon Buri, but while my sex tourist instincts were sounding alerts, there were some signs that she might be just a regular girl turning tricks on the side while looking for a man. First, her English was near perfect, and that seemed to back up her claim that she had come to Pattaya to be a teacher from the Philippines.I worked out a strategy for when I chose to meet her. My first consideration was if she turned up and looked nothing like her pics. That would be easy, I’d just tell her to meet me in the lobby so I could turn her away without knowing which condo I was in. The second consideration was if she was a ladyboy. If she was, she’d certainly be a post-op, and figure she could pass for a lady completely. She probably couldn’t, but I figured if she looked like her pics, it would be worth the experience.I was on the treadmill around 8 am when she messaged me, asking if I wanted to fuck her. At least now she was sounding more like a freelancer, and she caught me at the perfect time. After getting a price of 1,500 baht, I told her to come straight over and I finished my workout while waiting. When she messaged again she was pulling up to the condo. I ran down the stairs to the lobby just in time to see her walking up. There was no doubt it was the girl from the pictures. She looked ravishing. She looked so good, my instincts went on high alert again. The other shoe was bound to drop at some point.She had slightly tanned fair Asian skin and wasn’t wearing any makeup. There were no pimples anywhere that I could see. She was wearing short white jean shorts showing off the same skinny gorgeous legs from her profile, and a green tank top exposing thin lady-like arms. Her boobs were certainly bigger than the average Asian, but I could not tell at that point if they were silicone. She had long flowing highlighted hair and smiled a mixed-race smile with big full lips that looked European.When mecidiyeköy escort she spoke, she sounded like a lady, but I did pick up the slightest ladyboy twang. I began to figure that she was a post-op like I had suspected, but I still wasn’t 100% sure. Besides, I wanted to go through with it either way, so long as a dick didn’t pop out. I was 100% sure THAT wasn’t going to happen.“Hi Nathan, it’s nice to meet you, I’m Mary,” she said as I showed her to the elevator. Her English was fluent, she may even have been able to speak it better than me and she had the distinctive educated Filipino accent I’d heard many times. Besides being a higher-level conversation, and even though I was looking intently for an Adam’s apple, the interaction seemed like any of the other interactions I’ve had with sex workers. She was comfortable, I was comfortable, nothing but two people about to go screw.When we arrived at the condo, I offered her a drink and jumped in the shower. This is not something I’d recommend with a freelancer, but I had most everything locked up in the safe and anything else of value she could grab was in my closet which I could still see from the shower. While in the shower, I heard her go through a plastic bag from the Nike store that was still sitting on the floor by the door. I guess she thought something new might still be in it, she’d be wrong, it was just my trash bag. In any event, I took my shower in a flash before she got any better ideas.We chatted for a while about her time as a teacher in Thailand and where she was from in the Philippines. I was making a bit of a connection with her, that only deepened when she said, “I never thought I’d become a hooker.” She didn’t seem new to the business, but like many other girls found it an easy way to make a living while in between gigs.“Can I have my money?” she asked.I had nearly forgotten my previous worries when she asked this question, but they came rushing back. When asked for the money upfront, I’m always worried there will be some reason I may not want to pay afterward, but since the price was only 1,500 baht which I probably would pay just not wanting to cause a scene, I ponied it up.“Ok, are you ready?” she asked. Yes, yes, I’m always ready!At this point, I was still not convinced she was a ladyboy. There were a few inconclusive hints, but when she took off her top, leaving her shorts on and crawled into bed, and I was exposed to a perfect set of silicone implants, I became convinced… I was about to have a sexual encounter with a post-op ladyboy that I had already paid. Oh well, I might as well dive in. I sucked on those tits while she pushed my head in for several minutes and as I pulled her nipples as deep in my throat as I could, she began to moan an indisputable ladyboy whine.“Honey, do you have condom?” she asked.I jumped up to open the closet while she got up and headed for her purse and took her shorts off. Of course, I wanted to see the shorts come off. In the back of my mind, I was still a little afraid a dick would pop out, though if it did, she’d be the most feminine ladyboy I’d ever seen.I never saw a dick, but things got real when I saw her butt. It was not a feminine butt, it was an Asian man ass, just like all the ones I’d seen in Asian porn. A perfect lady upper body, a perfect set of legs, a perfect face, and then there was this Asian dude ass. Somebody should have told her to do squats. I began to get a little nervous and wasn’t sure I’d be able to go through with it, but the sight didn’t last long. She knew to hide her backside. She turned around quickly and applied lubricant to a big, but normal-looking vagina, at least as normal as I could make out in the dim light.The blowjob was great, just as it should be from a ladyboy. It was my first, but I’d heard about them from many other sex tourists. Ladyboys give the best blowjobs and I’d have to agree with it, and that’s even despite that she did it with a condom on. “I’m a safety girl,” she said, and never backed off even in the face my strong objections. If I had it to do over again, I would have told her to finish with the blowjob, but I suppose then I wouldn’t have had this experience to tell.

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Ben Burcu, bu sene 18 ime yeni bastım.Normal olarak ailemle yaşıyorum. Ailem çok rahat insanlardan oluşmasına rağmen, dışarıya yönelik bazı konularda beni sıkarlar. Genelde dışarıda gezmeyi, dolaşmayı ve alışveriş yapmayı çok severim. Geçenlerde erkek arkadaşımla dışarıda gezerken , arkadaşımın canının sıkkın olduğunu fark ettim. Ona ne olduğunu sorduğumda ise bana hiç beklemediğim bir cevap verdi. Sürekli dışarıda gezdiğimiz ve benimle hiç yalnız kalmadığını, yanımda göstermelik biri olarak gezdiğini hissettiğini söyledi. Ben bunun için özür diledim. Yalnız kalmak için ortam bulmadığımızın, elimde olsa bende seninle yalnız kalmak isterdim dedim. O bu lafları duyunca biraz rahatladı. Ayrılıp evlerimize döndük. Evdekiler hafta sonu için amcamlara gideceklerini, iki gün gelmeyeceklerini söylediler. Sende gel dediler ama ben amcamlarda oturmaktan hiç zevk almıyordum. Benim işlerimin olduğunu bu yüzden bu hafta sonu burada kalmak istediğimi , aslında gelmeyi ne kadar çok istediğimi söyledim (!) onlarda neyse bir dahaki sefere gelirsin üzme tatlı canını dediler. O akşamdan çıktılar. Artık ev bana kalmıştı ben bu tarz durumları az yaşadığımdan, çok sevinirdim. Çünkü son ses müzik dinlemek istediğim tüm arkadaşlarımı eve çağırabilir kafamıza göre takılabilirdik.Hemen ertesi gün için ne yapabilirimi düşünürken, sevgilimle yalnız kalabileceğimiz aklıma geldi. Ertesi gün sabahtan gidip bir vcd aldım. Duygusal bir filmdi, aile babası sanırım. Daha önce hep seyretmek istiyordum. Sonra gidip biraz alışveriş yaptım, cips kraker atıştıracak ne varsa sonrada akşama içmek üzere bir kaç tane bira aldım . Tabi ki kendime evde başkasının kalmasına izin verecek değilim. Eve gidip bir güzel her şeyi hazırladıktan sonra sevgilimi aradım. Çok hasta olduğumu evden çıkamadığımı söyledim. Çok üzüldü fakat ses tonundan sinirlendiğini de anlıyordum. İstersen 5 dk gelebilirsin evdekiler kızmaz sonuçta hastayım sende beni ziyarete geliyorsun dedim. O da sevindi en azından ailenle tanışırım dedi. Yaklaşık on dakika sonra kapı çaldı. Kapıyı benim açtığımı görünce . sen hasta değilsin! dedi. Bende bravo Peruya iki kişilik bilet kazandınız. dedim. Acayip şaşırmıştı. Hadi gel içeri diyerek soktum içeriye. Evde kimsenin olmadığını fark edince güldü. Sonra gel film seyretcez film aldım dedim. Oda bana gene mi e zaten sinemaya gidip duruyoruz gene ne filmi diyince. sen ne yapmayı planlıyorsun ki dedim. Ne bileyim oyun falan yok mu seninle oynaya bileceğimiz dedi.bende bilmiyorum aklımda bişey yok. Ama ben bu filmi çok seyretmek istiyordum seninle seyrederiz diye aldım. deyince. Söylediklerinden utandı, özür dilerim hadi gel seyredelim dedi. Koltuğa kurulup filmi seyretmeye başladık. Tabi bu sırada ne varsa yiyorduk. Bir ara masada kolama uzanmak için sevgilimin kucağından eğilmek zorunda kalınca elim yanlışlıkla oraya geldi. Acayip utandım. Sert uzun bişeye geldi elime, daha önce hiç böle bişey hissetmemiştim. Tabi hemen toparlanıp kızarmış bir şekilde filmi izlemeye devam ettim. Tabi yalan söyleyecek değilim, birazda hoşuma gitmişti yani dokunuyorsun ama yanlışlıkla olduğu için karşındaki bundan bir anlam çıkaramıyor böylece gazada gelmiyorBu arada sevgilim bir kolunu sırtım atmıştı.Filmin ilerleyen dakikalarında sevgilim diğer elini bacağıma koymuştu hafifçe okşamaya başladı.Ben bu tarz bişeyin sakıncası olacağını düşünmüyorum sonuçta bende onu seviyorum yani.E benimde hoşuma gidiyordu zaten bişey demedim fakat bir süre sonra o el biraz yukarılara çıkmaya başladı.Tam bacaklarımın arasına geliyoduki ,bir anda panik olup ayağa kalktım. Ne oldu neyin var dedi.Yok bişey ya şu filmi durdursana tuvalete gidip gelicem dedim Güldü peki tamam dedi.Hemen tuvalete gittim. Kızarmıştım aynada halimi görünce koptum zaten. Kıpkırmızı bir surat. Yinede karar veremiyordum bazı şeylere izin vermeliyim vermemelimiyim, çünkü insanın özünde hep daha fazlasını istemek var . Yani bende duramayabilirim bir süre sonra diye, çünkü o bana dokunduğunda tüylerim diken diken oluyor, acayip oluyorum. Sonunda bazı şeyleri oluruna bırakmaya karar vererek çıktım tuvaletten. İçeri geçtiğimde yüzünde hafif sıkıntılı bir ifade vardı. Sanırım tuvalette biraz uzun kaldım düşünmekten. Filmi başlattık ve ben yine aynı şekilde kurdum yerime. Bu sefer çok ilginç oda bişeye uzanma bahanesi ile tek elini göğsüme yasladı. Ben bişey demedim. Demediğimden dolayı sanırım normal düzeldiğinde de elini oradan çekmedi. Bir anda göğsümü hafif hafif okşamaya başladı. Göğüs uçlarıma dokunuyordu.çok hoşuma gitti bir an beynim zonkladı resmen. Nolduğunu anlamadım. Sadece o hareket beni bu kadar delirtiyorsa durdurmam gerekiyordu fakat sadece bunu yapmasına izin verecektim. Kafamı çevirdim ve göz göze geldik, bana beni çok sevdiğini söylerek öpmeye başladı. O anda eskisi gibi değil çok farklı bir duygu hissettim öpüşürken bu hepsinden farklıydı. O kadar güzeldi ki sanki ruhum bedenimden ayrılmış rahat rahat dolaşıyordu gökyüzünde. Filmi artık seyretmiyordum, zaten filmden bişeyde anlamadım, o yokken bir daha seyredeceğim. Öpüşürken göğüslerimi de okşamaya başladı acayip hoşuma gitmişti. Sonra dudaklarımdan boynuma doğru indi, kafam zınklıyordu resmen. İlk defa bir erkek arkadaşımla bu kadar ileriye gitmiştim. Sonuçta daha önce pek bu tarz şeylerden hoşlanmıyor ve paylaşanlara da hep orospu gözüyle bakıyordum. Onlardan biri olmaya niyetim yoktu. Fakat yeni yeni kabullenmeye başladım benim de bir insan olduğumu ve zamanın çok çabuk ilerlediğine, bir gün sadece kocamla sevişmek düşüncesi komik gelmeye başlamıştı artık. Bir ara yanımda oturduğu için, öpüşürken ona sarılmak isterken elim gene oraya dokundu, bu sefer biraz fazlaca orda kalmıştı ama çünkü neye uğradığımı şaşırıp elimi nereye koyacağımı şaşırmıştım. Ama ona dokunmak garip bir şekilde hoşuma gitti tabi o sırada bunun başıma ne getireceğini, bu işi daha da uzatır mı yoksa ben bunu engeleyebilirmiyim diye düşünme süresi çok azdı. Bir anda elini bacaklarımın arasında fark ettim. Bastırıyor ve okşuyordu. Bir an kendimden geçtim hemen elimi onun elinin üstüne koyup dur yeter bu kadar dedim. Bana sakin ol. Bişey yapmıyorum dedi. Hoşuna gitmiyorsa yapmam dedi. Bende lütfen istemiyorum dedim. Aslında istiyordum ama onu sonra durduramayabilirdim. Peki dedi ve öpüşmeye devam ettik. Bundan sonra koltuğa doğru uzandık. O göğüslerimi okşuyor, boynuma çene küçük küçük nefesler, ve öpücükler konduruyordu. Sonra bacaklarımın arasına girdi. Ve üstümde beni öpmeye devam etti. Şeyini hissettim, benim bacaklarımın arasında üstüme baskı yapıyor ve ileri geri gidiyordu. Acayip hoş bir duyguydu. Üstümüzde elbiselerimiz olduğu için bişey olmaz dedim. Ve kendi akışına bıraktım olayı gözlerine baktığımda acayip zevk aldığı belliydi. Demek ki sürtünmekten bu kadar zevk alıyorsa daha sonra ne olur diye düşündüm bir an. İyice hızlanmaya başladı. Sürtünmekten artık acımaya bile başlamıştı. O sürtündükçe gaza geliyor göğüslerimi iyice sıkıyordu. Bende deliriyordum artık. Bakire olmasam kesinlikle onu istiyordum. Arkadan diyor herkes ama bu hoşuma da gitmiyordu. Çok acıdığını duymuştum. Hem arkadan derim dayanamaz ön taraftan yapar diye korkmuyor da değildim hani. Bir anda çok hızlandı ve inlemeler geldi.Sonra ben bir tuvalete gideceğim diye kalktı hemen doğruldum. Ne olduğunu anlamadım. Niye koşarak gitti . Bende arkasından tuvalete doğru gittim. Aslında onun aletini şişli escort görmeye gidiyordum. Kapı arasından bakacaktım kafaya koymuştum. Tuvaletin kapısını kapamayı unutmuş. İçeri baktığımda rahatlamak için mastürbasyon yaptığını fark ettim. Nasıl yaptım ettim bilmiyorum, içeri girip dur dedim. Kıpkırmızı oldu yüzüme baktı ne oldu dedi. Tam aletini içeri sokuyordu ki. Ben dur dedim. Seni ben rahatlatmak istiyorum. En azından bir şekilde senin benim sayemde boşalmanı istiyorum dedim. Bir anda şaşırdı. Peki dedi. Yanına gittim hayatımda ilk defa gerçek bir penis görüyordum. Elime aldım acayip sertti. Avucumla kavrayabiliyordum. Nasıl yapacağımı bilmiyordum. Az önce kapı arasından baktığımda ileri geri yaptığını görmüştüm. Bana baktı. Elimi tutarak beni yönlendirdi. Çok sıcacıktı ve yumuşak dokusu vardı. Evet sertti ama dokusu yumuşaktı. Bir an böyle bir şeyin nasıl içime gireceğini düşündüm ve ürperdim yok yok vazgeçtim ben hiç yapmıcam dedim kendi kendime. Aşağı yukarı sıvazlarken. Sevgili süpersin ohh falan diyordu. Bir anda zevkle karışık ağzına al dedi. Bende durdum ne diyorsun be manyak mısın dedim. Ya tamam bişey demedim devam et dedi. Bu nasıl ağzına alınır ki, ben anlamam öyle şeylerden. Benim zevk almayacağım bişey olduğundan emindim. Aşağı yukarı yaparken bir anda kafamı tuttu ve aletine doğru götürdü sadece yala o zaman dayanamıyorum dene bir kere hoşuna gitmesse yapmassın dedi offf tamam be dedim. Ucunu ağzıma doğru götürdün dilimi çıkardım ve bir kere yaladım. Resmen iğrendiğim suratımdan belliydi. Dilim aletine değdiğinde bişey fark ettim, diliyle aynı taddaydı. Sanki öpüşüyor gibi. Bir daha yaladım. Hiç de iğrenecek bişey değildi.Hem yaladığımda o anın atmosferinden, bende zevk alıyordum çok güzel bir duyguydu. İyice yalamaya başladım. Sevgilim deli gibi inliyordu. Sonra başını ağzıma almaya karar verdim. Çok sıcaktı yumuşacık bişey ağzımdaydı , tadı dil gibi. Onu alabildiğim kadarını ağzıma alıp hafifçe sömürdüm. Bir anda kafamı tutup dur sömürme acıyor dedi. Bende sömürmeyi bıraktım. Bir anda saçlarımdan tutup kafamı ileri geri çekmeye başladı ağzıma da bir ileri geri oynuyordu.deliler gibi inliyordu. Sonra bir anda ağzımdaki şey titremeye başladı. Nolduğunu anlamadan ağzıma bişeyler patladı. O şokla ağzımda da alet olduğunda tüküremedim ve yuttum. Tadı nası diye sormayın tadı yok çünkü tadsız tuzsuz bişey. Bir anda çekildim. Suratına baktım resmen ölmüştü suratıma güldü. Canım benim seni çok seviyorum. Sana bi borcum var dedi. Ne borcu dedim hadi gel içeri gidelim dedi. Sarılıp uzandık koltuğa iyice yorulmuştu belliydi. Bir süre yığıldı kaldı. Sonra elini bacak arama götürüp okşamaya başladı. Napıyosun dedim. Sus, az önce yaptığın şeye karşılık vermek istiyorum dedi . Nasıl yani dedim napıcaksın? bende seni yalamak istiyorum dedi. Ve düğmelerimi çoktan açmıştı. Pantolonumun içine elini soktu ve en sonunda yasak bölgeye ulaştı. İlk defa yabancı birinin eli dokunuyordu oraya acayip zevk almıştım. O kadar mastürbasyon yaptım ama başkasının dokunması hakikaten farklıymış. Yalnız bu işi çok iyi biliyordu. Sanki ben mastürbasyon yapıyormuşumcasına dokunuyordu. Biraz kıskandım açıkçası, acaba benden başka birileriyle de mi birlikte oluyordu. Off her an kıskanç olmak zorunda mıyım sanki diyerek bu düşüncelerden vazgeçtim. Ona ne olur parmağını sokma , daha bakireyim dedim. Yanlış bişey yapmanı istemiyorum dedim. Korkma seni incitecek bişey yapmak istemiyorum dedi. Sonra pantolonumu ve külotumu çıkardı.Bana aman tanrım süper bacakların var dedi. Ve bacaklarımı ayak bileklerimden yukarıya doğru öpüp yalamaya başladı acayip zevk alıyordum. O benim bölgeme gelene kadar inlemeye başlamıştım resmen. Sonra bir anda oramda bir ıslaklık. Yumuşacık bir his. Yalıyordu inanamıyordum böyle süper bir his olamaz. Acayip inliyordum. Dilini hafifçe içeri sokup sokup çıkarıyordu. Artık patlamak üzereydim. Resmen onu içimde istiyordum. Onu durdurdum içime girmeni istiyorum dedim. Bana bak şu anda kendinde değilsin. Gerçekten istemiyor olabilirsin dedi. Hayır istiyorum dedim. Artık kafam patlamak üzereydi. Sadece o değil aslında ben kendimdeydim de kızlar erkeklere göre daha dayanıklıdır diyoruz bitürlü anlatamıyoruz. Söylediğim gibi yıllarca beklemenin anlamı yok. Bir gün gelir doğru an geliri daha doğrusu sizin kendinizi hazır hissettiğiniz an ve yapmaya karar verirsiniz. Bu tam o andı her şey bu kadar güzel giderken olmalıydı. Iler ilkimin sade bişekilde saçma sapan geçmesini istemiyordum ve erkek arkadaşımda tecrübeliydi kesinlikle onla olmalıydı hadi beni bekletme dedim.Bir anda aletini çıkardı ve kafam doğru gelip ağzıma vererek oturdu. Neden bunu yaptığını anlamadım sonra kendide benimkini yalamaya devam etti. Alet ağzımda gittikçe büyüyordu. Şimdi neden yaptığını anlamıştım.yalnız onu hem ağzımda hemde vajinamda hissetmek süper bişeydi. Bi anda doğruldu aletini ağzımdan çıkardı. Ve bacaklarımın arasına doğru yöneldi. Vajinamın üstünde kaymaya başladı. Deliriyordum süper bi duyguydu sıcacık sert bi alet değiyor ve sürtünerek beni delirtiyordu. Yeter artık girmeni istiyorum dedim. Oda bi sabret daha ilk defa olacak deilmi dedi. Bende yüzüne evet dercesine kafamı salladım. Bana kendimi kasmamı söyledi. Çok rahat bırakmamı istedi. Önce hafif acıyacak sonra ise gerçekten zevk alacaksın dedi. Peki dedim. Sonunda aletinin başını vajinama dayamıştı. Hafif hafif basıtıyor çok hafif giriyordu. O kadar değişik bi duyguydu ki bi anda zevkten oh çektim. İlk defa ohun gerçekten zevk alındığında söylendiğine de şahit oldum tabi. Yavaş yavaş giriyordu.artık başı tamamen girmişti. Sonra başıyla ileri geri yaptı. Sadece o kadarı bile insana müthiş zevk veriyor. Başının gidip gelmesi o bölgenin hafifçe sulanmasına sebeb oldu. Sonra biraz daha ilerledi. Sadece ilerlerken hafif bir acı hissediyordum. Bir cm ilerliyorsa orda iki cm geri gidip iki üç kere gidip geliyordu girdiği yere kadar. Bunu yaparkense acı çekmiyor zevk alıyordum yavaş yavaş girmeye devam ederken. Bir anda bi acı hissettim. Sonra gidip gelmeye devam etti ve en sonunda üç santim birden bastırarak girdi. Bi anda ohh çekti . Sıcacıktı tamamı içimdeydi. İleri gidip geliyordu deliriyordum bastırıp bastırıp duruyordu. Aynı anda göğüslerimi yalıyor. Arada sırada uçlarını ısırıyordu. Bir anda çıkıp ağzıma verdi ve boşalmaya başladı.Bende sadece bir kez boşalmıştım zaten. Saatin geç olduğunu fark ettik, ve kalkıp giyinip hemen gitti. Ve bana bu an için teşekkür etti. Yalnız kalmak arada bir iyi oluyor ha dedi ve göz kırptı. Kapıyı çekip çıktı. Benim artık giyinecek halim kalmamıştı. Bi süre yatıp uyumak istedim o şekilde.Sonra izleyemediğim film aklıma geldi onu açtım ve izlemeye başladım. Artık farklı hissediyordum. Bir yerde özgürdüm aslında kadındım. Artık bakirelik derdim yoktu. Öte yandan süper geçmişti. Her şeyi yapıp acayip zevk aldım. Ve her şeyi tecrübeli bir erkek ten öğrendim. Daha arkadan falan derken bunu yaptığıma inanamıyordum. Hiç böyle planlamamıştım halbuki. Film seyredip bişeyler yer muhabbet ederiz sarılır öpüşürüz diye düşünüyordum en fazla. Kötü olmadı pişman deilim. Söylediğim gibi en güzel anı seçtim kendimce, o beni aldatsa bile ben bu gün yaşadığım şeyi unutmam artık. Filmi seyretmeye devam ediyordum ki bir anda kapının açıldığını duydum. İğrenç bir durumdu . Çırılçıplak duruyordum. Ve her şey ortadaydı. Eğer ailem geldiyse ağzıma sıçacakları mecidiyeköy escort kesindi. Nasıl olur daha bir gün olmadı derken. Napıcami bilemeden öyle kalmışım ve içeriye gelen ayak seslerini duydum. Sadece bir kişiydi. Ve kapı açıldı, beni o halde gören abim oldu. Öylece bakıyordu, şoka girmişti gözlerim yaşardı ne diyeceğimi bilemedim. Birden ağlamaya başladım. Abim koltuğun üstündeki kırmızı lekeye bakıyordu. Ağlıyordum ve ne tepki vereceğinden korkuyordum onun ne işi vardı ki burada . Neden gitmedi sanki. Bir anda abim yanıma gelip bana sarıldı. Yanağıma bir öpücük kondurdu. Şok olmuştum . Hayır onunla bu konuları hep konuşurduk, kendisi ileri görüşlüdür ama bu kadarını beklemiyordum. Durdu ve bana ne oldu istemeden mi yaptın? diye sordu. hayır.diye bildim.o zaman neden ağlıyorsun? Rahatla biraz, boş ver. Yalnız bir daha evin kapısını kitle bari şok olmuştum. Bana nasıl böyle bişey söylüyordu. Beni dövmesini beklerken. hadi git üstünü giyin yada bornoz falan al illa böyle kalmak istiyorsan bir çay yapalım içelim birlikte sende bana olanları anlatırsın. dedi ben hemen peki dedim kalktım. Abim bacaklarımın arasına bakıyordu. Hemen içerden bornoz aldım. Üstüme giyip çay kaynattım. İçeri gittiğimde abim koltuğu temizlemişti. Oturup cipsleri götürüyordu. cips kola film muhabbeti mi yapacaktınız evet eh film nasıldı bari deyince ikimizde güldük. Ben utansam mı sevinsem mi anlayamadım. Ee sen iğrenirdin böyle muhabbetlerden bile nasıl olduda karar verdin yapmaya en doğru zamanın bu olduğuna karar verdim nası yani bu soruyu sorunca ne anlatmam gerektiğini bilemedim. yani kısaca bazı şeyleri onunla paylaştık bende kendimi hazır hissetim yaptık e güzel hoşuna gitti mi bari yoksa acımı çektin. yok hoşuma gitti hiç böyle bişey olacağını tahmin etmiyordum.bana bakıp güldü. Bende utandım. Abimle bu tarz muhabbetler yapmaya alışkındım. Ama şimdi biraz durum farklıydı tabi. Sonra kolunu sırtıma attı. ee artık sende ben özgürüm şarkısını söyler durursun ortamlarda dedi güldük. Sonra oturup filmi abimle birlikte seyrettik. Abim filmde güzelmiş tüh kaçırdınız deyince güldük.Akşamleyin bak artık 18 yaşınada geldin istersen akşam bara gidelim senle dedi. Bende of be süper olur dedim. Akşam gidip dışarıda bişeyler yedik. Sonra gidip güzel bir disko da dans ettik. Kafamıza göre içtik. Bir ara abimle ikimiz bir İspanyol dansı yapalım dedik. Çıktık herkes kafasına göre dans ediyordu. Abim önce beni ileri doğru attı sonra geri çekince dönerek geri gelememi istedi. Dönerek geri geldiğimde bir anda önüne çarptım. Arkamda resmen bir kabarıklık hissettim. Oha dedim nasıl yani abim benimi istiyor. Sonra normal dans ediyorduk. Kulağına hayırdır dedim. ne hayırdır? dedi. önündeki kabarıklık ne iş, şeyin banamı kalkıyor dedim sinirle. ahahaha. Manyak mısın be sen. Ben senin vajinana dokunsam okşasam hoşuna gitmez mi. Erkek organı dışta durduğu için böyledir güzelim. Erkeklerden biri gelip dokunsa gene kalkar. Bunun senin veya bir başkasıyla alakası yok. Cinsellik abi kardeş sevgili diye ayrılmamıştır. Erkek ve kız arasında olur bu. Sen kızsın bende erkek dayarsan kalkar tabi.deyince gülmemem gerekiyordu belki ama koptum. Sonra tamam be bilmiyoruz işte napalım. Bir aletinize sahip olamıyorsunuz dedim. Koptuk zaten.sonra otobüse binip eve dönecektik.Baktık çok kalabalık ama artık bundan başkada otobüs yoktu. binelim burcu başka çaresi yok dedi bende kafamı evet anlamında salladım. Önden bindim abim arkamdan bindi ve ortalara doğru yan yana ilerlemeye başladık. Sonra muhabbet ediyorduk ki bir anda gene durdu bir sürü insan bindi. sağlı sollu arkalara doğru ilerleyelim. denince. Abim arkama geçmek zorunda kaldı. Küfrede küfrede. Benim önümde ise koltuk vardı. Artık kulağıma eğildi konuşabiliyorduk ancak. nasıl eğlendin mi bari? dedi evet ya arada bir yapalım böyle iyi oluyormuş senle bara gitmek oda güldü. Bu arada arkamda abimin aleti gene sertleşmeye başladı. Kafamı çevirip yüzüne baktım. Napiyim der gibi baktı. Güldüm bende manyak ya dedim. Daha baya yolumuz vardı kimsede inmek bilmiyordu. Artık abimlede rahat muhabbet edemiyordum. Bir süre sonra arkamdaki kabarıklık, kalçalarımın arasındaydı resmen. Oynayamıyordum abimde oynayamıyordu. Kafamı çevirip suratına baktım .Yana veya başka bir yere gidecek yeri yoktu. Önüme döndüm ve artık eve gitmeyi beklemeye başladım. Bu arada arkamdaki sertlik iyice belirginleşmeye başladı. Ben abim olduğu için ses çıkartmıyordum.bir yerde de yalan söylemeyeceğim sonuçta bunu kendim için yazıyorum. Arkamdaki belirginlik hoşuma gitti. Bunu daha öncede duymuştum. Arkadan bastırılması , sırtın tamamen zevk verdiğini biliyordum. Ama arkadan yaptığında çok acı verdiğini söylemişlerdi.yinede yumuşak davranan biri olursa zevk alırsın demişlerdi. Şu anda gerçekten arkanda bişey hissetmek insana hafif bir zevk bir ürperti verdiğini anlıyordum. Bir anda viraja girince abim arkamdan üstüme doğru yığıldı. Artık resmen kalçalarımın arasındaydı. Öylece durduk çünkü acayip kalabalıktı. Abim arkamdan bastırmaya başladı. Ne oluyor diyemedim. Çünkü bu elimizde olan bişey değildi. Çekil desem çekilemiyordu. Hafifçe bastırdı. Benimde hoşuma gitti. Fakat istemeden yapıyor diye algılıyormuşum gibi sustum bişey demedim. Sanırım oda bundan cesaret alarak hafif hafif. Oynamaya başladı. Ben kızarmıştım. Etrafta kimse bişey anlamıyordu çünkü çok kalabalıktı. Sonra birden eliyle sağ bacağımı tutarak kendine biraz daha bastırdı beni. Kafamı çevirip baktığımda gözlerime baktı. Ve biraz daha bastırdı. Ben bisey diyemiyordum. Zevkte almıştım abimden zevk almıştım . Hem kendime hem abime kızıyordum bunu nası yaparız diye. Fakat sesimi çıkarmadım . Arkamda iyice hareketlendi. Sadece alt kısmı oynuyordu. O yüzden bişey fark edilmiyordu. Sağ bacağımı tutan elini birden vajinamın üstüne getirdi. Ve okşamaya başladı. Orda artık sinirlendim ve elini çektim. Zaten artık durağa da yaklaşmıştık. Arkamdaki sertlik iyice araya girmeye başladı ve artık sırtımda onun vücudunu hissediyordum. Nefesini de boynuma veriyordu. Bende çok heyecanlandım. Otobüs durdu ve indik. Eve doğru koştum.Benim arkamdan geldi. İçeri girdiğimizde . napıyosun abi ya , bak abi diyorum abi, abimsin sen benim napiyim özür dilerim dayanamadım işte bir anda hafifte içkiliyim seninde hoşuna gitti sandım gitmedi mi? gitmedi peki o zaman dedi. İçeri gitti televizyonu açıp oturdu. Yanına gittim. sen benimle yatmak mı istiyorsun ? dedim ne ? Hayır sadece orda benim elimde olmayan bir şey oldu .Seni tutunca sende bişey demedin demedim evet. Diyemedim tamam ya uzatmaya gerek yok. Kusura bakma . Oldu işte peki sonra içeriye gidip üstümü değiştirdim geldim. Abim konuşmuyordu. Ne oldu dedim. Yok bişey dedi. Ya ne var be dedim. Ya tamam sus bişey yok dedik . Deyince aldım kafasına yapıştırdım yastığı. Oda ne bana ha diyerek alıp yastıkları kafamda paraladı. Sonra gıdıklama operasyonu başladı. Beni belimden tuttu kucana yüz üstü yatırdı. Başladı kıçıma vurmaya ben bu sırada göbeğimde bir sertlik hissettim. Genemi dedim. Ama bu sefer bende suçluydum. Bişey demedim. Sonra göbeğine bir tane yumruk indirdim. Tabi hafiften oda beni kucağına alıp koltuğa fırlattı.Sonra gelip kafamın üstüne oturdu.Sonra dizleriyle de kollarıma bastırdı kıpırdayamıyordum.Göbeğimden gıdıklamaya başladı. Sonra bacaklarımı kaldırıp kafasını yakaladım bir anda çektim şimdi eşittik. İkimizde başlarımızı bacaklarımızın arasına kıstırmış kurtulmaya çalışıyorduk.suratımda onun şeyini hissediyordum. Sanırım oda benimkini. Elleriyle bacakları tuttu. Aralamaya kafasını çıkarmaya çalışıyordu ama ben kasıyorum. Sonra hafif aralayınca ben hafif sıcrayım bir datuttum . Bu sefer ağzı tamamen vajinama yapışmıştı. Yine kimseye hissettirmeden teşhircilik yapıyordum. Ben kendi zevkimi almaya bakıyordum oyun maksadıyla.Tamam abinle yapamazsın belki ama bu tarz şeylerle kendini tatmin etmene de kimse karışamaz. O anda bende burnumu onunkine sürttüm. Bende kurtulmaya çalışıyorum sonuçta. O fark etmeden dilimi pantolonuna sürdüm. Sanki onunkini yalıyordum. Bunu bu gün ikinci kez yaşıyordum böylece. Bu seferki onun bile farkında olmadan oluyordu ama. O sırada abim hala kurtulmaya çalışıyor. of ölecem ulan az sık boğazımı dedi. Sonra hafif aralayınca birden kafasını biraz yukarı kaldırınca. Vajinama öyle bir sürttü ki direk zevk aldım. Sonra gene sıktım. Oda elleriyle kurtulmaya çalışırken bacaklarımın dibinden tutmaya başladı. Bu sefer iki parmağı vajinamın yanaklarına değiyordu. Artık ben iyice zıvanadan çıkmıştım resmen pantolonunu yalıyordum. O fark etmeden onunla sevişiyordum. Oda iyice sertleşmişti dayanamadım ve pantolonun üstüne ağzımı açık bişekilde yapıştırdım. Ve dilimle oynamaya başladım kot olduğu için hissetmesi çok zor oluyordu tabi. Abimse kurtulmaya çalışırken fark etmeden beni okşuyor. Burnuyla bana mastürbasyon yaptırıyordu. En sonunda inledim ve boşaldım. O sırada abimi rahat bıraktım. Abim kafasını çıkardı ama benim kafam hala ordaydı. Göbeğimi gıdıkladı. Sonra ben onu üstümden atamaya çalıştım elleri göğüslerime geldi. Sonra çekildi. Pantolonuna baktı bu ne be sümüklerimi sürdün buraya iğrenç dedi. Bende suratına güldüm. Oda hadi ağzına al deyince. Şok oldum. nasıl yani nerden çıktı şimdi bu dedim hadi ağzına al, ihtiyacım var buna. Yahu şimdi kalkıp sırf bunun için birini bulmak istemiyorum. Bunlar ihtiyaçtır. Bu ihtiyacımı karşılamak için neden biriyle çıkayım. Birini bul böyle bişey yap ayrıl. Sırf bunun için. Millete bunu yapacağıma neden senle karşılıklı ihtiyaçlarımızı karşılamayalım. Yani ben biriyle birlikte olduktan sonra kızın bu benimle yattı işte şöyle böyle oldu diye anlatması yada senin bir erkek arkadaşının seninle yatıp adını orospuya çıkarmasından daha iyi deilmi ikimiz arasında bu tarz bir ihtiyaç karşılamak. dedi. bilmiyorum sadece ağır geldi, yani çok zor bişey buna evet demek. Kimsenin kaldırabileceği bişey deil iyide illa seninle yaptığım şeyleri başkaları bilmesi gerekmiyor ki bende öyle bişey demedim zaten e ozaman aramızda kalacaksa istiyorsan sende ve bende neden olmasın istiyorum kafam karıştı yaa ağzına almak istiyomusun ? diye sordu.çok mu ihtiyacın var? hadi burcuBende yanına gidip pantolonunun önünü okşadım. Sonra düğmelerini tek tek açtıktan sonra bokserın arasındaki delikten çıkardım ve sıvazlamaya başladım. Bu gün bunu ikinci kez yapıyordum. Ve bu seferki abiminkiydi. Bu seferki sadece cinselliğim istediği arzuladığı bişeydi. Ve yalamaya başladım. Çok sıcaktı ve ağzımda gidip gidip geliyordu.o sırada koltuğa uzandığı için benim kalçalarımı kendine doğru gelmesini istedi ve altımdaki eteğin içinden külotumu araladı ve yalamaya başladı. O beni yaladıkça ben daha çok yalıyor ağzıma alıyordum.az önce şaka ile karışık yaptığımı şimdi gerçekten yapıyorum. Deliler gibi yalıyordum artık bakire olmadığımı oda bildiği için parmaklarını rahat rahat sokuyordu içime ve ben deliriyordum artık. Onu resmen emiyordum. O ise ahlıyor ama ağzımda gidip geliyordu. Sonra bir anda vajinamı yalarken vajinamda ıslanmış olan parmaklarını çıkartıp, kalçamın arasında sürttü. Noluyor anlamadım. Sonra tek parmağını hafifçe kalçamdan soktu acımıştı. Ama dur demek istemiyordum. Hafifçe sevgilimin benim içime girdiği gibi sokuyordu parmağını kalçama, acımıyordu çok hoşuma gidiyordu. Tek parmağını tamamen soktu ve git gel yapmaya başladı sonra çıkartığ 3 parmağını vajinama soktu. İyice git gel yaptıktan sonra kalçalarıma 2 parmağını sokmaya başladı o kadar değişik bir histiki deliriyordum ve abimi resmen emiyordum. Alt kısmını yumurtalarını yalıyor elimle de mastürbasyon yaptırıyordum oda deliriyordu. Sonra 3 parmağını soktu acıtmıyordu. Çok hoşuma gitmişti bu arada vajinamı yalamaya devam etti. Sonra kalktı. Boşalmadın dedim. . daha dur. dedi. Ben artık ağzıma almaktan fazlasını yapacağımızı anlamıştım. Zaten bende razıydım artık. Beni yüzüstü koltuğa çevirdi. Bir yastık alıp vajinamın altına koydu.neden yaptığını anladım arkadan yapıcaktı. abi çok acıyabilir dediler yapma istersen. dedim . Merak etme acımayacak dedi. bunu erkek arkadaşınla yapmadın mı hayır peki kendini hiç kasma ben çok yavaş olucam parmaklarımdan zevk aldıysan benden 2 mislini alacaksın ben bunu duyunca zaten kendimi rahat bıraktım. Penisini arkamda kalçalarımın arasında sürtüyordu. Birden yön değiştirdi ve vajinama girdi . Sıcacıktı içimi kaplıyordu. Gidip gelmeye başladı.O kadar zevk alıyordum ki. Abimle bunları hep konuşurduk da hiç ikimizin bunları yapacağı aklıma gelmemişti. sakın içime boşalma saçmalama dedi.Sonra çok hızlı gidip gelmeye başladı beni bacaklarımdan çekiyordu resmen içimde uzuyordu. O kadar zevkliydıki dudaklarımı ısırıyordum.bu sırada kalçalarımın arasına sürekli parmaklarını sokuyordu birden penisini çıkardı ve kalçamına arasına doğru hafif hafif bastırdı. Vajinamda o kadar kayganlaşmıştı ki başı hemen girdi biraz acıdı. Zaten penisin başı çok güzel. Ağzıma alırken de ençok onu sevmiştim.Sonra yavaş yavaş aynen sabahki gibi girmeye başladı abim. Artık acımıyor acayip zevk alıyordum. Çok hızlanmaya başladı. Kalçalarımın içindeyken beni kucağında havaya kaldırdı. Ve koltuğa oturdu artık tamamen içimdeydi ve kontrol bendeydi ben zıplıyordum. Oda bir eliyle göğüslerimi bir eliyle de vajinamı okşuyor arada birde parmaklarını sokuyordu. Artık çok feci olmuştum ve boşaldım oda iyice sertleşmiş ve arkamda titremeye başlamıştı ve bi anda boşaldı kalçalarımın arasından çıkmamıştı boşalmış bi şekilde içimde duruyordu. Sonra içimden çıkarmadan banyoya götürdü beni. İçimden çıktığında görüntü iğrençti bir tek bunun için bir daha bunu yapmam herhalde beni duşa soktu her tarafımı ve kendini temizledikten sonra. Beni yere diz çöktürüp bir kez daha ağzıma almıştım bu sefer çilekli sabunla yıkadığı için acayip süper bir tadıda vardı. Ve son kez ağzıma patladı. Abim gidip yatmıştı ben iste başımdan geçenlere inanamıyordum. Kendimi pis orospu gibi hissetmem gerektiğini düşünenler olabilir aranızda. Ama kesinlikle değil. Biz bu işi ihtiyaçlarımızı karşılamak için yaptık ve hala yapıyoruz. Erkek arkadaşım beni o ilişkiden sonra terk etti.çok adi bir herifmiş. Sonuçta abimden bunun sadece bir ihtiyaç olduğunu öğrendim. Ve şimdi ilişkilerimde de süper mutluyum. Kafama göre takılıyorum. Abim o günden sonra benimle bir kaç kez daha yaptı. Tabi ailemiz geri gelince bişey yapamıyorduk. Şimdi o kendine ait bir ev tuttu. Artık istediğim zaman ona gidip hem dertleşiyor hem de cinsel ihtiyaçlarımızı gideriyoruz. Dostluk derler ya hani, bizimkisi hiç kopmayacak bir dostluk her an her şeyi paylaşabiliyorsun. Önemli olan bu bence. Sizinm bana orospu demeniz tamamen sizin eksikliğiniz ve kaldıramadığınız şeylerden kaynaklanıyor.Hepinize iyi günler dilerim. Abiniz veya ablanız hatta kız kardeşiniz varsa bence ona bir açılın eğer sizde böyle bişey varsa. Kesinlikle böyle şeyler olur. Ama sizde yoksa hiç bu konuyu açmayın çünkü karşı tarafı pislik konumuna düşürürsünüz. Halbuki herkes kendi içinde yaşıyor.

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Janie wanted to help Stacey lose her virginity. She loved sex and wanted her sixteen-year-old cousin to know how good it felt.  She walked out of the girls’ cabin and over to the boys.Knocking on the front door, she realized how buzzed she was from the stolen vodka. “Hey, cuz,” Jon said as he opened the door, “What’s up?”“Hi, Jon. Not much,” she answered, “Just wanted to talk to you guys.”“Billy isn’t here,” he said, “But your brother and Jim are in the common room. Come on in.”The alcohol was really starting to affect her. She smiled as she walked past him and stumbled. Jon caught her arm to steady her and  said, “Easy, you’ve had a lot of vodka.”Janie put her hand on his shoulder and looked at him through hazy eyes. “I think a little too much,” she admitted. Jon helped her to the couch and sat next to her.Jamie laughed and said, “Sis, you’re drunk.”She looked at him with a smile and said, “You’re right brother, but I have something I wanted to ask you guys.”They all gathered close as she started to explain.~~~At the adult lodge, Billy had just finished fucking his aunts. They were all laying on the bed, naked and close. Linda was playing with the thin hairs on Billy’s young chest. Janis was on his other side kissing his ear. There was a knock on the door. Before anyone could answer, the door opened.“Mom?” Billy sputtered as his mother walked in.She paused as she recognized her son between her sisters… naked. “Billy?” She asked, “What’s going on?”“His cock is amazing,” Janis announced.Jeanie (Billy’s Mom) couldn’t take her eyes away from her son’s still hard cock. Billy was in shock. He couldn’t move to cover himself.Linda stood and walked to Jeanie. Taking her hand, she whispered, “Remember when we were his age? How Uncle George would visit, what we used to do?”Jeanie’s mind raced back şişli escort in time. She remembered how special it was to be filled with her uncle’s hard cock. How much she enjoyed fucking him. Her pussy soaked her panties as she remembered. Linda smiled wantonly as her sister’s nipples pushed against the fabric of her thin shirt.Jeanie felt Linda’s lips on her neck, kissing softly. Her sister’s hand pressed between her legs. It seemed so long since the last time she did anything like this.Linda pulled her to the bed.She looked down at her naked son. His cock was so hard and thick. She wanted him. Slowly, her fingers unbuttoned her blouse. She dropped it behind her on the floor. Her bra next, revealing her tits to her son’s surprise. Her pink nipples stood proudly on her heaving breasts. Janis pushed her pants and panties to the floor.Billy stared at his naked mother. Her full breasts rising with her nervous breath, her smooth shaven pussy between her pretty legs glistened with her wetness.She sat by him, her hand finding her sons cock. His body trembled as his naked mother stroked his cock. She slowly lowered her mouth to his member and took him in. Her warm mouth engulfed her son’s cock. “Oh, Mom,” Billy moaned.She sucked his dick as her sisters kissed each other on the bed. Their hands exploring each other’s bodies. His heart raced as she nursed his throbbing cock. He felt a tide rising in his loins.Jeanie sensed her son’s impending climax and slowed. She lifted her face from his sex and faced him. He looked so enraptured as he stared into his mother’s eyes. They kissed like lovers as she made her way up his young body. He rolled her onto her back and climbed between her soft legs.“Mom?” Billy questioned.She nodded her approval. He pushed his hips forward, sinking his dick into his şişli escort bayan moms hot pussy. Her eyes rolled back as her son started fucking her. His cock was larger than his dad’s. He stretched her mature pussy as he stroked in and out. He fucked his mom slowly and tenderly. His cock was worn and sore from the day’s events, but this was something he wanted.~~~The boys were excited at the news of taking Stacey’s cherry. But whom would she want? They were lined up by the fireplace, naked as the girls walked in. The light was low. Stacey stood shyly in front of them. Janie stood holding her hand. Lacey smiled as she watched. Missy just wanted Stacey to get it over with.“It’s up to you,” Janie whispered in her ear, “They all want you.”Stacey trembled in her shoes. She wanted to know what it felt like. She wanted to have sex but was nervous. Her sister had done it, Missy and Janie had also. Everyone she knew had done it long before. I want to do it too, she thought.“Jim or Jon,” Janie whispered in Stacey’s ear “They both have long cocks. Jamie has a nice one too. Not as long but very thick.”“Mmmmm, I don’t know,” she fidgeted.“Jamie is a virgin too,” Janie whispered.“Really,” Stacey asked, “Is he?”Janie nodded with a grin. Stacey walked to Jamie and took him by the hand. She walked him back to Janie and took her hand too, leading them to the bedroom. Janie looked back at the others with a grin and closed the door.~~~Billy’s mind raced back in time as he fucked his mother. He recalled beating off into her dirty panties after sniffing them. He remembered spying on her in the shower, and as she made love to his father.He felt her wet warmth as his dick plundered her cunt. He heard the sounds of sex as he gave his cock to his mom. Her moans drove him deeper into lust. His aunts ate each mecidiyeköy escort other’s pussies next to them as they fucked. Her legs wrapped around his waist, pulling him to her innermost depths.Her fingernails dug into his back as he started fucking her harder. His thrusts were becoming ever harder. She rolled her hips in order to take more of her son’s cock.“Fuck me, baby,” Jeanie growled, “fuck mommy.”Her commands inspirited his resolve. He thrust violently to her calls for more. His cock wanted more. He braced his knees and pushed her legs up over his shoulders.  Each thrust was harder than the last. Her eyes never left his. His cum boiled in his loins.“Cum for mommy, baby,” she implored as their bodies slapped.“Unghhhh,” Billy moaned as his seed filled his mothers pussy. He hammered on, even harder. His cum shot from his cock like a projectile from a cannon. It squished back out as he thrust. Her crotch was coated with his man juice.Billy’s sweat dripped onto his mom’s chest. His body exhausted, he collapsed beside her. She tousled his hair as he caught his breath. The raptured look she gave him made him fall in love.~~~Jamie stood as Janie undressed Stacey. Her petite body was tanned. Her tits were so small. Her nipples stood erect. He could feel the same apprehension she felt. His body trembled at the very thought of fucking someone so beautiful for his first time. He wondered if he would be a good first time for her. His dick was rigid in his pants. Janie pushed Stacey’s panties to the floor. Her body was so tight. No baby fat, just pretty feminine curves. There was only a small triangle of dark hair between her legs. He could see the goosebumps on her skin. Jamie had seen her naked earlier at the card game. But she seemed even more beautiful now.Stacey wore no makeup. And just a yellow ribbon tied in her dark hair. She stood anxiously as Jamie stared at her body. She saw his thick cock standing at attention. It seemed to bob up and down. She wondered if it would hurt. She wondered if he thought she was pretty.

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The story contains a nude image.I woke up in my room with a huge boner. It was just another Saturday morning without anything to do. I pressed my cock against my mattress and felt a burning sensation. I really needed to fuck someone.  I thought of jerking off, but I wanted to put my dick inside a pussy, feel some flesh, feel the wetness of a female body. My most proximate option, my sister.I looked at my alarm clock. 9 am. I got up, went to my bathroom and took a leak. Then, I went to the kitchen and grabbed a bottle of water. I was so thirsty. I took a sip and walked around our massive house, a place that I shared with Valentina, my sister. My parents lived abroad, which in a way had caused this closeness with Valentina, a sexual bond that had started some months ago, and which had driven us to do some really crazy things. Actually, just some days ago we had been on a crazy trip with some friends, which had ended up in a wild orgy.As I recalled the events of that trip, my erection came again. I stroked my cock and decided to go upstairs to look for some relief. My sister’s bedroom door was closed. şişli escort bayan I opened it slowly trying not to make any noise. I took a quick peek inside, and there she was, a sleepy angel, an innocent girl who could turn into a real slut if she wanted to.She was asleep, her head lying on her soft striped pillow, her warm comforter covering her body up to her belly, but leaving her big boobs uncovered. A gorgeous sight, a splendid image that not even the most skillful painter could ever create. I stared at her round white tits and I fancied her more than ever.I sneaked into her bed and lay on my side behind her. I hugged her and moved my hands along her body, caressing her thighs, her belly, her ass, and then her huge boobs. She uttered a soft moan. I kissed her neck, her left cheek, her back, and then moved my left hand and placed it on her vagina.I rubbed her clit gently, softly, slowly, and then I used one of my fingers and started digging into her pussy. I moved one layer, and another, and gradually my finger got to get inside her cunt, which now was a little wet.Valentina moaned şişli escort bayan and turned her head and kissed me. Her eyes were half open. She grabbed my cock and stroked it without any hurry. She knew how to do her job, she knew how to please me, how to make me feel good.“I want you to put that big cock into my cunt, right now,” she said in a soft sexy tone of voice.I obeyed my sister’s command, and immediately, my dick made way into her pussy. She moaned again. I grabbed her gigantic tits and began to thrust slowly. I kissed her neck, I sucked her skin, and made sure she felt pleased.“Fuck me harder, little bro,” whispered Valentina.I liked how she called me “little bro”, even though I was one year older than her. I began to fuck her harder, but without rushing, one thrust at a time, hard enough to fulfill her desires. Her pussy was totally wet by now. I inserted one finger into her sacred hole, just to feel our sex. I told her to do the same. I told her to feel what it was like to be there together, our flesh bonding, our fluids mixing. She introduced her finger and touched my shaft.“Do mecidiyeköy escort you like it? Do you like to fuck your sister?” She asked me.“I love it, I love your body, I love your pussy, and your tits.”I thrust again, harder and faster. Valentina screamed. I slammed her big ass and then placed my hand on her boobs again. I moved them in a circular way, as if I were massaging them.“Do you like my tits, little bro? Do you like playing with them?” She asked again.“Yeah, I loved them,” I said as a I grabbed her left boob and put it in my mouth.I licked her boob and pressed her small nipple, and made it harder. She hissed and raised her hand to reach for my hair, which she caressed gently.I stopped, moved towards her nightstand, opened the drawer and looked for a present I had given her some months ago, a small butt plug. I also took a bottle of lube she kept there, and poured some on one of my fingers. I moved closer to her, spread her ass cheeks, and with my lubed finger, I dug into her asshole.Valentina moaned again as I moved my finger inside her anus. I played with her hole for some more seconds and then inserted the butt plug in her ass.“You like it when I fuck your ass, huh, little slut?” I whispered into her ear.“I love it, hon. Put your dick into my pussy again, please. I love to have both holes filled,” said my slutty sister.

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Dear diary,This week has been pretty uneventful. School is boring, personal life is boring, life, in general, is just boring… I’m enjoying the peace and quiet now that Dillon’s off at college, however, sometimes I still miss him. For whatever reason.Mom seems to be getting more bitchy day by day. The other day she gave me shit because the screen on my phone was too bright. I mean wtf how does that even bother you?One upside to the week was Tuesday. The weather was really warm and dad was out back working on the deck with no shirt on. Yum! I know it’s pretty messed up but I can’t help myself. That is hot af.I wonder if he ever checks me out? Maybe I should try wearing something a little more slutty. Ashley dresses like a skank and she seems to get a lot of attention. I need to go shopping.”Lindsay dinner is ready,” my mother shouted from downstairs”Give me a minute!” I shouted back.I Texted Ashley before I went downstairs.”Hey, bish. Mall?”I headed downstairs and sat at the dinner table. Another healthy meal of grilled chicken with avocado and tomato salad. It was a little bland but I didn’t mind although I wouldn’t mind pizza every now and then.As usual, mom and dad complained about their jobs to each other.*Beep beep* went my phone.”Uh yes! Please! I need out of the house so fucking bad!” Ashley replied via textAshley was my best friend. She was the school slut but I loved her regardless. I knew no matter what she would always have my back. I was sixteen and had just started high school. Back then I was a little shy but she took me under her wing. She showed me the ropes. She was a grade ahead of me so she already knew everyone in the school. If it wasn’t for her I probably wouldn’t have half the friends I have now.”Meet you there at 6?” I replied”You got it bish.”All I needed was a ride.”Daddy?” I said with a puppy dog face. “After dinner could you drive me to the mall?”Mom quickly interrupted before dad could answer.”Why don’t you ask me to take you?” Mom flashed one of her judgmental looks.”Because you would just tell me to ask dad anyway.””Touché,” she replied as she continued cutting into her chicken breast.”So, Daddy?””Yeah sure, no problem,” my dad replied with a smile. I loved his smile. Every time I saw it I always got a warm tingly feeling inside.On my way to the mall…”Smile for a selfie with me,” I said as I held up my phone and struck a pose.*Click*I snapped a photo for my Snapchat story. Dad made some goofy face. It was pretty funny so I kept it.”What was that for?” My dad asked.”Oh, nothing just my snap.””Snap?””Yeah… Snapchat.””Oh, I think I have heard of that.”” … Wait… You have never used Snapchat before?””No. Should I have?””Yeah probably. Everybody uses Snapchat.””Everyone but me,” my dad chuckled.”But you should get it so you can follow me.””I’ll think about it.””Well if you do add angel eyes with a z.””Is that you?””No it’s Emma Watson,” I said sarcastically as I giggled.”Haha… funny girl,” dad replied laughing.We got to the mall and I leaned over to give my dad a kiss on the lips. I loved kissing him.”Here, just don’t go crazy,” my dad said as he pulled his credit card out from his wallet and handed it to me.”Oh my God thank you, Daddy!” I shouted as I wrapped my arms around his neck and gave him an even bigger kiss. He placed his hand on my back and helped the kiss last a little bit longer than it normally does. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the sweet sensation.”You need a ride home after?” dad asked.”No it’s okay I’ll probably Just Uber.””Okay, princess, I’ll see you later,” he said before driving off.I went to Starbucks and waited for Ashley. She was notoriously late always.I suddenly jumped as I felt a pair of arms wrap around me and hands suddenly cupping my breast.”Hey there, sweet thing,” said a soft voice into my ear. Clearly, it was Ashley.I quickly slapped her hands away and looked around to see if anybody saw the events that had just unfolded.”Oh my God! You are so bad!” I shrieked.”Haha şişli escort you love it,” Ashley said as she slid into the stool beside me. “So what do you want to do?””Shop obviously,” I said as I held at my Dad’s credit card up.”Ouu you must have sucked his cock real good to get that.””Wow!” I said as I blushed hard. I felt so embarrassed after she said that because the thought of sucking my dad’s cock immediately popped into my head. Just thinking about it got me excited and maybe a little damp.”Hmm… not the reaction I was expecting but ok,” Ashley said as she gave me an inquisitive glare. “You didn’t actually, did you?””No! Of course not! He’s my dad!””It’s not that uncommon. You never know,” Ashley said with a shrug. “So what should we get first?”Not that uncommon???”Well… actually, I was hoping you could lead the way. I think it’s time I had a change of style.””Oh really!?” Ashley said as her face lit up.”Don’t get too excited! I don’t want to go too crazy,” I said worried that I just opened up Pandora’s box of skank.”And what do you consider not too crazy?””Something in between you…” I said as I looked at her white cropped t-shirt that was completely covered with horizontal tears on the front leaving her small tits and Red bra completely exposed and a red pleated schoolgirl skirt that sat very low on her hips. I was almost certain that she wasn’t wearing underwear underneath that. And a pair of black stockings on her long legs with an admittedly cute pair of high heel boots that had silver buckles.”And me…” I said as a gesture to my purple tank top and black shorts. And let’s not forget my Vans.Ashley stared at me thinking as she brushed a strand of her shoulder-length red hair behind her ear.”Okay, okay. I have some ideas,” Ashley said as she yanked my hand and pulled me off.Ashley dragged me around to a bunch of stores and started picking things out. One of those things I actually liked a lot. It was more revealing than what I usually wear but still really cute. Ashley wanted to get into the fashion industry when she gets older so needless to say she had a keen eye for cute outfits. However, there were still a couple of things that she picked out that were way out of my comfort zone. She forced me to get them anyway though.While we were shopping I took some pics for my Snapchat. At one point, I got a new notification that I have a new follower. I didn’t think much of it at the time because I get new followers all the time. The name sounded kind of familiar though. It was an RS5 guy which was the same car my dad had. And he loved his car. So it got me wondering.Later…When I got back home, I didn’t see dad anywhere but Mom was relaxing on the couch reading a book. I headed up to my room started going through my new clothes. I stripped down and started trying some things so I could take a picture post on my snap story. It was getting pretty late so I didn’t expect to get a ton of views. My new follower, RS5 guy, viewed every single one of my posts.Ouuu, I got a new fan!I got a cute pink tank top that said Daddy’s girl on it. The opening on the sides was pretty low and showed a lot of side boob. At the time I didn’t care though. I was too lazy to put a bra on just to take a picture, so I got on my knees in front of the mirror and posed in a way that only a little bit of my side boob was visible.About thirty seconds after posting the picture, I got a notification that RS5 guy took a screenshot of my pic.Okay, I need to know who this is.I decided to send RS5 guy a message.”Who is this?””A secret admirer,” message said with a smiley face emoji.Yeah, cuz that’s not creepy.”Oh really? I got you feeling some sort of way?” I typed as I headed downstairs to get something to drink.”I think you’re pretty cool, that’s all,” RS5 guy replied.”But are you cool that’s the real question.”*Beep beep* I heard coming from the living room. I took a peek over to see Dad laying on the couch. Luckily şişli escort bayan I had my phone on silent so he probably didn’t know I was there.”I have been told I’m okay,” he responded with a wink emoji.”Just okay?”*Beep beep* I heard immediately after sending my message.I was almost sure it was my dad but I wanted to make sure.”Hey.”*Beep beep*”You.”*Beep beep*”There.”*Beep beep*There was no doubt about it now. RS5 guy was one hundred percent, my dad. I didn’t want to let him know that I knew yet. There was too much fun to be had.”Huh?” Dad replied.”So did you like my new outfits?” I said trying to avoid the need to explain.”Yes, you look amazing.””I have one that’s a little bit more revealing. I don’t want to post it on my story but because you’re cool I could send it just to you if you like?””Sure! I feel special now.” He replied.What a dork.”Okay just give me a minute.”I ran back upstairs to my room and I took my new tank top off. I grabbed the pink bra I had just bought and put it on. I looked into the mirror and thought to myself I can do a little bit better than this. I took the bra off again and threw it to the floor. I put my arm over my chest to just cover my nipples. I took the picture and sent it immediately. Only after I had sent it, I was left wondering if I had gone too far.I got a notification saying that someone took a screenshot of my picture.Did my dad actually just save a picture of me topless?”Looks very light,” he replied.””Very light! it’s more of a nightwear item.””I’m sure it is,” he replied with a wink emoji.I was shocked but I was still incredibly flattered. I was starting to think that I’m going to enjoy my dad following me on Snapchat.”Well, it’s my bedtime. I’ll show you the rest of my outfits later,” I responded.”I look forward to it.”I was so turned on that I slipped my hand between my legs started rubbing my pussy. I was already so wet. I was so aroused that I wasn’t even paying attention to where my mind was going. My finger circled my clit while I imagined my dad stroking his cock while looking at my picture.I laid back on the carpeted floor and opened my legs wider. I started rubbing myself a little bit faster with the image of sucking my dad’s cock popping back in my head. “Oh Daddy,” I whimpered.What the fuck is wrong with me? I thought to myself as I masturbated. He’s my dad. This is so wrong.It was too late though. I was already too invested in my lewd act. I bit my lip and arched my back as I felt my orgasm grow.”Oh Daddy,” I moaned as I clenched my legs together. My body trembling with pleasure. I laid there panting as my orgasm subsided. I stared at my phone lost in thought knowing what I did was so wrong but it felt so right. Felt so Good. I needed to do it again.A month later…My flirtatious interactions with RS5 guy (my dad) continued. We would banter and I would send him sexy photos and then masturbate thinking of him. Thinking of my dad.I started wearing some of the sexy outfits I wore for my pictures around the house and even picked up new ones that were more daring than my original purchases just to see if my dad would stare. He was good at hiding it but I caught him looking a couple of times. Sometimes I even went through the house wearing just my bra and panties. Making sure to wiggle my butt a little bit regardless if I knew he was watching or not.Mom wasn’t a big fan of my new dress code though. She constantly sent me to go change or lecture me on how a woman should conduct herself. I understood what she was saying and totally agreed. I would never wear any of that stuff outside the house. That’s for sure.I became bitter though. My mom became an obstacle, and because of this, I had to keep most of my teasing on Snapchat. But I wanted more. The only way to get more though was to tell dad that I knew it was him. I already knew that he wanted it too. He saved all of my lewd photos after all.I made up my mind. I had never sent him anything mecidiyeköy escort completely nude before so I decided that was my next step. If he saved that photo then I would tell him how I feel.My heart was pounding and my palms were sweaty when I did my hair and my makeup. I wanted to look perfect for this picture. I debated on at least wearing some panties but I decided not to. I wanted to offer daddy all of me.I touched up my hair and then pinched my nipples to get them a little hard. I took a deep breath and then started taking picture after picture trying to get the perfect one. Some a little too slutty, some too innocent, and some that just looked awkward. After about a hundred pictures, I finally took one that was perfect.I was hesitant at first second-guessing my decision. And then I just did it and hit the send button.It felt like an eternity before I finally got a reply.*Beep beep beep*There was a notification that I was waiting for. Dad saved my picture. I was about to reply until…”Wow, you look absolutely perfect! What did I do to deserve such a wonderful treat?” My dad messaged.This was going way better than I could have hoped and I finally felt an ounce of relief. The question ringing through my head then was what next. Do I just blurt it out or find a more subtle approach.”You were a good boy!” I replied with a smiley face emoji.Luckily my dad took the next step for me.”Maybe you deserve a treat too? Since you were such a good girl,” dad replied.*Beep beep*Dad sent me a picture and I lost my breath when I opened it. Dad sent me a nude mirror selfie from the neck down. My mouth watered and my body ached as I took is the amazing sight before me. From his hard pecks, and down his flat stomach, to his massive cock standing at attention. I was so turned on but I didn’t even realize what I was typing as a response.”Oh my god, dad, you got me so hot right now! I want to feel you for real.”Oh, I said, Dad. Well too late to go back now.”How did you know it was me?””I always did, dad. You are not very good at being sneaky.”What came next I would have never expected. Dad walked right into my room completely naked and closed the door behind him. As a reflex, I quickly tried to cover myself. One arm over my breasts while my other hand covered my pussy. I stood there speechless unable to speak or move. There was a moment of silence as we just looked at each other.Dad walked over to me and reached for my hands. He lifted them and exposed my completely naked body to him once again. He placed my hands on his chest before wrapping his arms around me and pulling me into a tight embrace.”Your request is granted,” he said finally before leaning down and bringing his lips to mine. My eyes were wide open as I returned the kiss, still shocked by everything that was happening. This was something that I had been building too and now that it was finally happening I was nervous. Not afraid of what we were doing. I was afraid that I was going to wake up and the dream would be over.That feeling started to fade away as our kiss grew more passionate and his tongue caressed mine. a sensation so blissful that I dare not even describe it, knowing that no words exist that are powerful enough to describe my emotions at that moment.His hands reached down to my ass, grabbing me tightly, lifting. I wrapped my legs around his waist and my arms around his neck as he picked me up off the ground. Our kiss never breaking. Dad walked us over to my bed and laid me down on it as he positioned himself on top of me. Our passionate kiss still never breaking.My legs still wrapped around him but in this position, I could feel his cock brushing against my pussy, sending warm chills of desire to every inch of my body. Slowly, I reached my hand down between us and timidly grabbed his erect member. Our kiss still never breaking.I had never touched a penis before. Everything I knew about them I had only seen on the internet or in movies. So I used everything I could remember as I ran my hand over it. Back and forth gently clenching his swollen member. Every movement of my hand caused his cock to rub against my wet pussy. His cock was quickly lubricated in my juices as it started slipping between my folds. Our loving kiss still never…

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Part II’m Sara.I’m about to turn 50, and all this began about a year-and-a-half ago. My husband, Sam, is 50, and we’ve been married for 25 years. Given that it’s consumed half my life, all in all, it’s been a good marriage. Sam and I have two kids: my son Eric, who is now 21, a little 11-year-old girl named Emma.As we got older, sex with Sam became more sporadic and, frankly, less satisfying, as I imagine it does for most couples. But in the fall of 2013, he had an accident that put him totally out of commission for several months.Do I blame what happened on the fact that Sam and I didn’t have sex for a few months? I can’t really say that – I’d been unfaithful before. But did a lack of sex drive me to the ultimate act of infidelity? It’s possible.I go to one or two conferences a year related to my work. On more than a few occasions I’ve found myself flirting – and more – with men. I told myself it wasn’t completely sinful because I rarely went “all the way.” There was oral, mutual masturbation, lots of dirty talk, and tons of petting and touching, but no penetration.Nearly all of these “sexy time partners” have been guys around my age. I’ve almost exclusively played around with married men so that everybody is on the same page. This is strictly about short-term fun –  no falling in love, no phone calls at home, no meeting in between trips out of town. If we end up at the same conference next year, maybe we do it again, but no promises.The fall of Sam’s accident, I went to a four-day conference across the country. The first night, a college kid at the hotel bar was flirting with me. Again, I usually stuck to older married professional types, but this kid kept me interested, and I found myself flirting right back. Before I knew it, he had his hand on my thigh, and I didn’t stop him. I was horny as hell, and finally, I just looked at him and said, “Do want to fuck me?”It floored him. He actually sputtered. I laughed, then took his hand and pushed it under my skirt so he could feel the heat coming from between my legs. I looked him dead in the eye and said, “I’m not kidding.”He kissed me in the elevator, and I reached down to touch him through his jeans. He was rock hard and seemed thick, and I’d already made up my mind that tonight would be one of those times the “no penetration” rule didn’t apply.We were all over each other before the door to my room was fully closed. I pulled his t-shirt over his head and pushed him back onto the bed. Straddling him, I leaned down to kiss him again, running my hands over his smooth chest. He grabbed my ass roughly, and I ground down on his cock, my skirt already riding up nearly to my waist.I broke our kiss long enough to lean up and make a big show of unbuttoning my blouse, removing it, then slowly taking off my bra as he watched. When it was fully off, he almost seemed to growl, ran his hands up my body to grope at my tits, and leaned up to kiss and suck my nipples. I reached behind me to fiddle with his jeans, but couldn’t get a good grip on the zipper. Finally, he bucked his hips, flipped me over, and began to dry hump me. My pussy was on fire, and when he finally unsnapped his pants and fished out his cock, I lifted my feet to try and push them off him. I was too clumsy to do it properly, and we both laughed as he shoved his pants and his underwear down, and a beautiful, thick cock came into view.Now he was totally naked, but I still had on a skirt and panties. I told him to undress me, and he did it slowly while kissing my nipples, my tummy, the tops of my thighs. As young as he was, he was still damn good at this, and when he had me naked at last, I was soaked. I finally grabbed him by the hair and pulled his face into my pussy.It was glorious, and that’s when IT happened. He was lapping at me expertly, and he looked up at me with a goofy-ass grin on his face.  With his mussed dark hair, şişli escort bayan his blue eyes, and that goofy-ass grin, he looked so much like my son Eric that my heart skipped a beat. He immediately buried his face back into my pussy, and I came with a vengeance.I could spend a whole lot of time telling you about how he fucked me, but I know that’s not really the story you’re here for, is it? You want to hear how I got from that night until that weekend when Eric finally took me; when I became an incest whore.And you’re just going to have to wait. Author’s NoteAnd so it began. Sara would always leave me like this. She’d build me up, then say she needed to go home for the day. Sometimes I get a brief message from her that night, just a hello. Sometime she’d pick right up where she left off the very next day. And sometimes she’d disappear for a week or more. That led me to believe that she might not be telling me a true tale at all, that she wasn’t a mother fucking her son at all, but that she was a middle-aged guy in a basement, jerking off as much as while writing as I was while reading. But, God, did I love it when she came back to tell me more. This time, she kept me waiting for three days, and then she just started writing as if it had been five minutes between messages. Part IIEric and I have always been close. I kid him that he’s a momma’s boy. He’s not clingy and strange as that label may imply, but rather affectionate and loving with me. He’s very handsome, and I don’t just say that because I’m the mother he’d like to fuck.Eric has always had girlfriends around, and they are invariably the sexy, popular girls. Truth be told, he’s a cocky little bastard about the girls he dates, and I didn’t fool myself that he was still a virgin at 19. He came home disheveled and glowing often enough for me to recognize the look of a young guy who’d been fucking in the backseat of a car somewhere.Truth be told, Eric was always a flirt, and he was not hesitant to flirt with me. As he got older, I enjoyed it more, and I was equally flirty with him. It all seemed fun and perfectly harmless, and even my husband would joke about it.I should add that when I was in high school, I had a bit of a crush on my older brother. When I look back, I realize that Eric is a lot like him at that age – cocky, confident, good looking. As we got older, my brother was checking me out, and I was checking him out, and there was a definite sexual tension in the air. I won’t go into a lot of details about that, and we never had sex, but I will say that we ended up “fooling around” a bit. Having had that relationship, I was always turned on by the incest fantasy, and I was a dirty girl. Back in the 1980s, it wasn’t easy for a girl to find stimulating masturbation material after I found out how boring the bodice rippers my mom read were. My brother introduced me to dirty pulp books published by a company called Beeline. I’ve always liked my porn more literary than visual, and I devoured those books when I could get my hands on them. Of course, I was too embarrassed to buy them myself, and when my brother left for college and took his collection with him, I became an adept little shoplifter to feed my fantasies. There was more incest than you’d think in those little paperbacks. Most of it, of course, was written by men for men, and most of the stories I pilfered were of brothers and sisters. In order of popularity, it seemed it was brother/sister, followed by mothers and sons. Again, I think that’s because I’m sure the vast majority of those books were written by men. Every boy dreams of fucking his mother at some point in his life, right? And sisters are such a nearby, more available form of fantasy. In my experience, men seem less inclined to sexualize daughters and daughter-figures, although you horny bastards surely wouldn’t mind fucking any other nubile şişli escort bayan 18-year-old, would you?Anyway, that’s a long way of saying taboo thoughts and incest have turned me on nearly as long as I can remember, so when the internet came along and I discovered Literotica, I was enthralled. Stories of brothers and sisters would make me cum harder and faster than anything else I read on the site, and I was constantly looking for new tales. I was never attracted to my own father (although I did often rub myself while listening to him and mom go at it some nights), and the concept of mothers and sons was just alien to me back then.I do remember the first mother-son story I read. It was called “Built for One Thing” and after that, I was hooked. I fucked myself silly so many times to that story!So – did I fuck that college kid instead of one of the other guys my age I’d fooled around with but never gone all the way because of some subconscious desire to explore that fantasy? Did it turn me on so much because I was already attracted to Eric in a completely inappropriate way?It’s possible.But whether the desire was there before that work trip, or if fucking a college kid was the proximate cause, things got even flirtier with my son and continued to escalate over the next several months.By the time all this started, Eric was out of high school but still living at home. The plan was for him to attend a local community college for two years before transferring to his out-of-state dream. This left a lot more time in his schedule than in high school, and most of his classes were downtown near where my husband and I both work. The three of us would meet up for lunch a few times a week, and Eric would often stop by my office to visit. The younger ladies in the office – and plenty of the ones my age and older – were always happy to see him, and the little shit made it a point to flirt with all of them shamelessly.Some days he and I would have lunch alone, and those came to be the days I liked best. We talked and talked about everything, and we’d end up touching a lot. Our knees would touch under the table; I’d reach over to stroke his arm while telling a story; he’d put his arm up on the back of a park bench we might be sharing, and he’d gently brush his fingers on the back of my neck. It was exactly the kind of touching you’d be doing with someone you were flirting with – or trying to seduce. Gradually, our hugs were tighter, and they lasted a lot longer. I started making excuses about not being able to meet my husband for lunch, and Eric and I would drive somewhere across town instead of walking to the places we’d usually go, so we could avoid running into my husband or other people we knew. I don’t think either of us planned it that way. We just naturally fell into finding more and more time to be together. It just became something special just for us, with a rhyme and a reason all its own.Ever since he was a little boy, I’d go into Eric’s room to say goodnight and give him a kiss on the forehead or cheek. It was something natural, something he expected, and it didn’t stop just because he was no longer a little kid. But as this unacknowledged flirting got more intense, our nightly ritual did, too.Eric would usually already be in bed under the covers when I’d come in. I’d stand in the doorway, and we’d chat a bit about our day or plans for tomorrow or whatever book he was reading. After a few minutes, I’d walk over to the bed, lean down and kiss him on his forehead, usually with a “Goodnite, kiddo,” thrown in.First our nightly chats got a little longer. Before long, I was standing inside the door as we talked. A few weeks after that, I began sitting on the edge of his bed before leaning over to kiss him goodnight. I started letting my robe fall open, hoping he would look at me, or I’d go in without my robe and just a gown mecidiyeköy escort that would ride up my creamy thighs. Eric began to alter his habits as well for these nightly excursions. He started laying on top of the covers, not underneath them. In a tight t-shirt and thin running shorts, I could clearly see the outline of his cock. At some point, he stopped wearing the shirt at all, and I was without the robe more and more, and my hand might brush his chest when I kissed him. I started kissing him on the cheek like I’d done when he was a boy instead of on the forehead as I did when he became a teen. Those kisses lingered more, and moved closer to his mouth.One night I went in wearing a tank top that I usually only wore to the gym. My breasts aren’t huge, but I have nice cleavage, and it was definitely on display in this. My nipples were hard, and I bent over to kiss him on his cheek and briefly touched his chest. Again, my touch and the kiss lingered a little longer than usual.A couple of nights later, I got even bolder. I put on one of my husband’s undershirts that is much looser on me. With no bra, I knew that when I leaned over, I’d be giving him a full view of my breasts. When I leaned in, I steadied my hand on his smooth, warm chest. I felt the neckline of the shirt fall open. My nipples were like pebbles, and he took a good long look. I brushed my lips against his cheek, pulled back, did it again. I ventured toward the corner of his mouth, and when I finally stood up, I glanced down and saw his cock straining against the thin fabric of his shorts. Author’s NoteThis time it was six weeks before I heard from Sara again, and just like last time, a message just popped up unexpectedly, continuing the narrative as if she’d never left off. Part IIIOne night, the family met for dinner at a local Italian place. We sat in a booth, with my daughter and I sharing one side, while Eric sat directly across from me next to his dad. Even though we weren’t alone, I did something I’d started doing on our lunches together. I slipped off my shoe and rubbed it against his foot and calf.When my husband got up and went to the men’s room, I got even bolder, raising my foot and placing it on his knee. I’d never even gone that far when we were alone, much less with other family members around, but something compelled me to push it. Eric responded by reaching down to grasp my stockinged foot, rubbing his thumb over the sole while looking right in my eyes. When my husband returned, I quickly dropped my foot and slipped my shoe back on while Eric and I shared a secret smile. That night I didn’t go into his room to say goodnight, because I was too afraid of what I might do.A couple of weeks later on a Friday, my husband made plans to have drinks with buddies after work. My youngest was with parents, so I texted Eric to see if he wanted to have dinner together at the same place. My heart fluttered as it felt like I was making a date.It was a wonderful night. The flirting was overt, even in a place where people knew we were mother and son. We both knew we were treading on dangerous ground, and neither of us was flinching. Halfway through dinner, my husband called to say he was going to be later than planned. I smiled broadly at Eric, reaching across the table to stroke the back of his hand as I told his father to have fun and stay out as long as he liked.I got a little tipsy at dinner and told Eric he’d have to drive. At the car, he came around to open my door like a gentleman, and just before I got in, I turned to face him. Standing very, very close, I put my hand on his chest, and said, “Thank you for a wonderful date.” He did his typical little smirk and said, “That’s what this was?” I said, “yes” and then just kissed him right on his lips. Long enough that it definitely wasn’t motherly, but nothing too aggressive.He seemed a little shocked and actually drew back a bit. I thought I’d ruined everything, but then he pulled me in for a hug, and he was hard. I felt him pressing against me, and if he would have asked, I would have sucked his cock right there.He whispered, “I love you mom” and kissed…

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The warm Pacific waters kissed the boat’s sleek bow as is cut through the calm ocean; a soft breeze giving those aboard the yacht, on its maiden voyage, a welcome respite to the unforgiving Polynesian sun high in the sky above.Languishing forward under the mainsail, and with the jib closed, Nicole sat on the forward deck looking at the approaching tropical island landscape before her, expanding as they slowly drew closer. Dead ahead lay a small island oasis, protected by both a wide coral atoll and blessed with an approachable harbour; with a small ridge of rocky cliffs marking the centre and rising above a narrow line of palm trees. Nicole turned and smiled at her adopted son, Robert, as he deftly manned the helm.”It really does look like a postcard,” she beamed, “and just as uninhabited as reported.”They had been looking for just such a quiet oasis, as they intended to sojourn and let pass a bit of a tropical storm that was reported to be descending upon the seas to their north. After a few weeks at sea, the promise of white sand terra firma would be a welcome diversion.Reducing their speed even further, Robert steered the large vessel through a gap in the atoll towards a small protected inlet not too far from the shoreline. Drawing in the mainsail and dropping anchor, the boat came to a full stop; the gentle, aquamarine waters lapping at the sides of the hull.Midway along their journey, it was to be the beginning of an extended South Pacific idyll.—Two months earlier, the opportunity of a lifetime had dropped into Nicole’s lap. A sailboat owner and avid sailor in her own right, close friends had offered her the chance to deliver their brand new, forty-six-foot yacht to New Zealand. They themselves were about to embark on an extended tour of Europe, so they assured her that she would be doing them a great favour. Even better, she would have the luxury of time, so there would be plenty of opportunity to explore the islands of French Polynesia.The proposed route would take her from San Diego to Tahiti, Bora Bora, Fiji, then on to Auckland as a final destination. Being at sea made her happy, and the South Pacific had always beckoned, so she jumped at the chance. Her friends imposed just one condition: that, subject to their approval, she brought along another hand with a bit more ‘blue water’ experience. Since she would need help, regardless of her own, not insignificant expertise, she welcomed the request.As it happened, her own son Robert fit the bill rather nicely. Despite his twenty-six years, his sailing CV was impressive. He had been sailing in one form or another since he was a child; first with Nicole and her now ex-husband, and thereafter on his own and later in the Navy.Though the two of them had enjoyed a loving, intensely close relationship since Robert was a little boy, the trauma of divorce had caused a bit of a temporary, albeit relatively benign estrangement. Nicole was keen to remedy the emotional gap that had opened between them and was quick to try to enlist him in her exciting new adventure. One phone call and one protracted lunch date later, Robert agreed. Nicole was happy and excited beyond measure, and her friends were equally delighted to have such a skilled supplement to her crew. It was all set.On the morning of their departure, Nicole awoke with the excitement of a child on Christmas morning, starting her day with an invigorating shower. Afterwards, facing her reflection in the floor-length bathroom mirror in just bra and panties, she soberly self-assessed while gently applying moisturizer to her legs.With her raven-coloured hair, cantilevered chest, preternatural, womanly hips, and her soft feminine lips, she was still a very handsome, voluptuous woman. At fifty-two, though her hips and derriere were undeniably larger – motherhood and Robert had had something to do with şişli escort that – her tummy was still relatively trim. Admittedly, there were traces of cellulite she could no longer deny, but good genes and the combination of swimming, sailing, and yoga had kept the worst of gravity’s effects at bay.Most mercifully of all, considering her bra size, Nicole’s heavy bust remained relatively buoyant. Requiring a size 30D bra by the time she was in her mid-teens, decades removed from pregnancy and now in her early fifties, she had continued to blossom. Specialty lingerie shops carrying bras size 32JJ were a necessary expense.The two of them met that morning inside the terminal where the yacht was moored; smiling and embracing warmly, Nicole gave her son a sweet kiss on the cheek.Now twenty-six and every bit the tall and handsome young man, Nicole’s son had morphed from a shy, gangly boy into a conspicuously attractive and well-spoken former junior naval officer. She was guilty of more than a little motherly pride.With his dark brown hair, strong jawline, sensuous lips, and blue bedroom eyes, he was clearly going to cause a great number of women to swoon in the years to come. Notwithstanding his manners and quiet charm, his mother could only assume there were more than a few notches on his bedpost.An hour or so later and having completed most of their preparations and loading of provisions days earlier, they set sail. The new sailboat, with features like a huge bathing platform below deck, a spacious sunbathing platform above, large cockpit, bright saloon, four cabins, and a ‘garage’ for the dinghy, was more lavish and luxurious then either of them had ever had the pleasure of sailing.With as much as three weeks of sailing allotted for stage one of their voyage to Tahiti, Nicole sat in the cockpit while Robert manned the helm in front of her, reveling in the sea air, sunshine, and exquisite kismet of it all.—The following days and nights passed happily and without incident. As promised, the seas along their route were tame and pleasant; nothing more concerning than a few brief, innocuous squalls along the way.They passed their days spelling off each other behind the wheel; their downtime spent reading, writing, sunbathing, and generally decompressing. The fact that Nicole had her son Robert all to herself added greatly to her sense of contentment. Perhaps it was motherly possessiveness, but she had always been so close to, and so fond of, her son that his nascent attentiveness to the female sex had, when she was honest with herself, always made her feel a little jealous.Their seafaring camaraderie was playful, occasionally bordering on twinkle-in-the-eye naughty. One afternoon, standing behind Robert at the helm — Robert being then shirtless and wearing only form-fitting white shorts and sneakers – Nicole playfully patted his behind.”You have a dangerously tight and sexy bum, young man,” she teased. “Ooh, la la.””Mom!” he laughed with a self-conscious, bashful smile.At night, she delighted in cooking his meals and generally spoiling him with attention and affection. Typically, after dinner and feeling cozy together on the spacious sectional sofa in the main saloon, Robert would lay his head in Nicole’s lap while she sipped a glass of wine; softly stroking his hair and peppering his forehead with tender kisses.As mothers are wont to do, Nicole began making enquiries about his last love interest.”What was her name again, sweetie?” she asked.”Sarah,” he replied.”Oh, yes,” she continued. “She was so sweet and so pretty. What happened?”Her memory of his teenage romantic endeavours, and his youthful experiences with members of the fairer sex, was that things never seemed to last very long; something that had always baffled her. He was so good-looking, charming, and bright, and şişli escort bayan so respectful of girls – hardly the type to simply abandon someone for a ‘better prospect’.Perhaps it was the wine, but the two of them began a long, meandering conversation about love, her divorce from Robert’s father several years ago, and relationships. Eventually, motherly guilt getting the better of her, she leaned forward and once again gently kissed his forehead.”I’m so sorry for the pain I caused you, my love,” she said softly; her heart wilting a little.Sensing his mother’s grief, he got up and hugged her tightly, gently kissing her on the cheek.”It wasn’t your fault,” said Robert. “Please, mom. Please, don’t feel bad about it.”To lighten the mood, and wiping a tear from her eye, Nicole continued her teasing about former girlfriends and relationships.”You’re far too hot and eligible to be single,” she opined.In truth, Robert was slightly chagrinned and blushed at Nicole’s motherly, romantic inquisition, which his mother only found more endearing.Having endured the affectionate teasing, he finally confessed to having had very little success with women his age, at least beyond the early stages of a relationship. Again, Nicole found this difficult to fathom, but he was clearly being honest, and there was a genuine melancholy in his voice. He claimed not to be able to relate very well to girls when he was younger, and with women now that he had matured, finding them a little immature and shallow.”Have you ever been in love?” she asked with maternal softness.Robert seemed reluctant to respond, then answered that there had indeed been someone last year, but that it hadn’t worked out. Nicole pressed for more details about this rare and mysterious young woman who’d stolen her son’s virginal heart and was understandably shocked when he revealed that it had been a woman of fifty-three, only a year older than herself!Stunned, Nicole felt compelled to press. Indeed, who was this woman?? Robert clearly didn’t want to say.”Robert, who was she??” she asked.After a series of hesitations and obfuscations, he finally confessed.”Your friend Helen,” he said quietly.Nicole nearly fell off the sofa.”Helen? Helen Forsythe!” she gasped, hand to mouth in shock and disbelief. Not only her friend, but a married woman with three children no less. Robert nodded in the affirmative.”How long did this go on?” she asked, incredulous.”Several months,” he replied, adding, “She broke my heart.”Robert’s face became quite forlorn. Still shocked and dismayed, Nicole, sensing his genuine hurt, tenderly stroked his hair and kissed him on the forehead.”Oh, darling, I’m so very sorry,” she said, still reeling from the revelation.She had one last question, which she expected she already knew the answer to: namely, had they been intimate?”Yes,” he answered. “It was difficult at first, but then we had sex constantly.””Difficult?” she asked, not understanding what he meant.Her son was clearly reluctant to say more and averted his eyes. Nicole took his hand in hers, leaned forward, and looked down into his downcast eyes.”You can tell me, darling. I’m your mother,” she said tenderly. “Please… don’t be shy.””My… penis… ” he said quietly.Nicole felt her own cheeks flush.”Yes?Again, he seemed reluctant to say more.”Oh, sweetie, don’t be shy, please” she continued. “I’m your mother, you can tell me. What’s wrong? Is it… a little small?”Robert shook his head no, and Nicole suppressed an unanticipated and quite inappropriate sigh of excitement when she realized what it was that he had been so reluctant to reveal. “Is it… um… quite… big?” she asked, trying to affect a casual tone.He nodded yes; his head still in her lap, eyes closed.”Oh, darling. You needn’t be ashamed or embarrassed about that.”Once again, she forced mecidiyeköy escort him to look into her eyes. “Sweetie, when two people love each other, they make adjustments and find ways to pleasure each other. I promise you everything will be okay. You needn’t worry about that. Besides, and I realize Helen is my age, but… usually… as young women get a little older, they begin to understand their bodies better, and by the time they’re grown women… like me for instance… they, well, they often find a large penis very, very exciting and pleasurable.”Robert looked up at her, hopefully.”Really?””Oh yes, darling. You mustn’t worry,” she replied.”Even when it doesn’t fit?” he added.”What do you mean?” she asked quizzically.”It never fits… inside… inside the woman, I mean,” he answered earnestly, albeit with some exasperation for having to search for the right words to explain something so awkward to his own mother.”Helen was… she was the first woman… the first woman I could fit quite a bit of it inside. Not at first, but with lots of lubrication and if we took it very slowly. But even then, I still had to… push it,” he sighed. “I really didn’t like hurting her, but she kept asking me to push it deeper.”Nicole was truly taken aback and feeling more than a little light-headed. Her son, engaged in a sexual affair, with Helen, her friend of many years? She was truly having a difficult time processing the information. What was worse, and this was a realization she dared not even contemplate, it excited her. She felt flush.”Oh, please don’t be embarrassed,” she said sweetly, stroking his hair.”It scares women when they see it,” he added, “although Helen got really excited when she first saw it… she said… she said that it made her wet to look at it and when she… kissed it.”Sensing an absolute absence of macho ego on his part, and truly wanting to reassure her troubled and sexually-frustrated son, she explained to him that despite being so well equipped, in time things would improve, and lovers would become better and better able to accommodate him. “It’s a good thing I’m your mom!” she said with a playful smile. “Otherwise, it would be a very dangerous thing for you to tell me what you’ve told me.””What do you mean?” he asked innocently, despite the clear inappropriateness of what she’d confessed.”Well…” she continued, smiling. “It’s just that I happen to… um… adore… a very large penis on a man. I hope I’m not embarrassing you by saying so, but it’s true. Your father, no disrespect, was not especially well endowed. I dated a man for a short time after our divorce who was… well, ‘gifted’, and I honestly couldn’t get enough. Too much information, I know. But if you were thirty years older and not my son, I would be trying my very best to seduce you!”The next morning, Nicole emerged from her cabin still buzzing from her conversation with her son the night before.Trying to fall asleep that night, she couldn’t stop thinking about Helen Forsythe and her son, with a mixture of disbelief and anger. Anger, for having broken her son’s gentle heart, and possibly for having treated him as some sort of sexual conquest.She recalled a moment years ago, when Robert was still a teenager, about seventeen. Helen had offered to take Robert and her own son to the beach for the day. It was still the era of speedo swimwear, and upon their return, Helen had gushed at how fantastic Robert filled out his swimsuit. At the time, she’d put it down to a horny older woman’s playfulness, but in recall, she remembered that Helen had said that despite his young age, he’d caused more than a few older women and girls to drop their jaws.Several weeks out, and by the time they reached an area slightly northwest of Tahiti, they were radioed and alerted to a lower-ranked tropical storm due to hit north of the Cook Islands to the west. Learning of a series of islands nearby in the Marquesas group, a number of them uninhabited, they decided to play it safe by seeking refuge and waiting for the storm to pass. It was reported that it would be at least four days until the danger passed completely.

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One warm spring day, after Cait got home from school, we went for a walk in the woods. I enjoyed letting her get a little ahead so that I could watch her tight ass pumping with each athletic stride. We walked until we came to the nearest lake, then sat on a flat rock, taking our shoes off and cooling our feet in the shallow water.I sat close enough to feel the side of her thigh against mine, sensing the muscles tense when she splashed her foot out. We talked about nothing, her school gossip, the awful Detroit sports teams, but she seemed kind of distracted, so I asked if something was bugging her.“No, I’m fine. Well, yeah. Um. Uh, you know I kinda have a thing for Megan.”“Fuck yeah, who doesn’t? Megan is a stone-cold hottie.”Caitlin’s best friend, Megan, was tall and slender with shiny black hair that fell to her back like silk. She was more of a girly girl; unlike Cait, she wore makeup and short skirts that showed off her gazelle’s legs, and she also took advantage of her petite breasts by going braless. The two of them would snuggle and cuddle and hold hands in the way girl besties are allowed to do without anyone thinking they’re lesbians, but I knew now that Cait harbored fantasies about Megan. I thought she was pretty sexy too, and when she came over, I always hoped for some ‘innocent’ wrestling with those two lithe and supple bodies.“Well,” she continued, “I love to hang with her, and she’s cool and affectionate. And sometimes I think I see more than that in her eyes, but maybe that’s just wishful thinking. She does have a boyfriend, at least for the moment, but who knows? I like Megan and I like you too, after all.”“Gee, thanks. I like you too, baby sister.”“Anyway, last night I was over şişli escort at Megan’s and she was all upset about the boyfriend, and I started kneading her shoulders, bending down from behind her and working the knots with my thumbs. And she was like, ‘Ooh, ooh, ahh, that is so good, mmhmm oh god.’ I was so tempted to turn her around and kiss her.”“Oh, I bet. I’m turned on just hearing about it.”“But what if it went wrong, and she was like, “Oh no, we’re just friends.” She could tell people at school!”“No, Megan isn’t that kind of person, she’s a real friend.”“I guess so, but still, things could be weird, and maybe we could never get them back to how they were.”Her voice had gotten husky, and I realized that she was starting to cry. Tears ran down her soft cheeks and her lips seemed somehow smudged. I felt so sorry for her, and yet also super aroused. I put an arm around her shoulder and hugged her close. I could feel the side of one boob, but resisted the temptation to fondle it; this didn’t quite seem like the right time.“Oh, I can see why you’re stressed out; it’s totally scary. But I think you’ll have to trust the signals you’re getting from her, and trust that she’ll be kind if you’re wrong. And remember, you are the lovely amazing Caitlin. Just think, what if I hadn’t worked up the courage to propose that you and I should, uh, you know.”I could feel her nodding, with her head resting on my neck. We sat there in companionable silence for a minute, and then she hugged me, gave me a kiss on the cheek, and drew apart. I was a bit alarmed until she lay back on the rock, lifted her feet out of the water, and placed them in my lap. I first rubbed her delicate small feet between my hands şişli escort bayan to warm them, then lifted one to my mouth. I kissed her ankle and instep and sucked and nibbled at her dainty toes, which made her writhe and giggle and squeal with ticklish pleasure: “Eeek! Eeek! Stop or I’ll wet my pants!”That actually sounded kind of exciting, but I did as I was told. I settled in to probe and knead her feet, pressing my thumb between the balls next to the toes, then using the heel of my hand, taking my time. She sighed and closed her eyes, and said in a near-whisper, “Oh, you know what I like.”She got so limp and relaxed that I thought she might fall asleep, but after a minute or two I could hear her breathing more heavily. I drew her foot across the bulge in my jeans, and the knowledge of my arousal seemed to turn her on, as her breathing became more like panting. She undid a couple of buttons in her flannel shirt and slipped a hand through to massage her own breast, palpating and pinching the erect nipple.I started sucking her toes again while continuing to massage her foot, and she opened her eyes and looked deep into mine as her cheeks flushed and her mouth gaped open. It wasn’t long before I heard the now-familiar whimpers of her orgasm; she bucked a little and ground her muscular thighs together, and I felt her toes curl spasmodically over and over, as she came in evident waves of release.She lay there spent for a moment, then knelt next to where I was sitting, giving me a big hug that pressed my face into her wonderful tits.“Oh Sean, thank you, I feel tons better now. I love my big brother so much!”It filled me with joy to hear this, to know I had comforted and given pleasure mecidiyeköy escort to my beautiful little sister. My hard-on remained unsatisfied, but I was sure its turn would come soon.That evening Cait went over to Megan’s to study. I wondered if there would be developments, and waited in great suspense for her to get home. Mom and Dad were zoned out in front of the TV, so I intercepted Cait on her return and we sat on the porch steps as fireflies blinked on and off in the gathering night. I took her hand between mine and said:“So? Any news from girl country?”“Well…” She made her little uncertain croaking sound and cleared her throat. “So we were going over our biology notes, and Megan sighed and fell silent. I asked what was up, and she said she’d finally broken up with the loser boyfriend. It was for the best, but she felt like she’d wasted so much time when she could have found something better. She looked me in the eye and then quickly down, and I thought she was blushing. My heart was racing like a pro, but I screwed up my courage and leaned across the kitchen table. I cupped her cheeks with both hands, brought her face closer, and gave her a soft kiss on the lips. I started to draw back, worried I had fucked everything up, but she quickly wrapped her arms around my neck and pressed her mouth hard against mine. I could feel her tongue starting to push between my lips, but just then we heard sounds in the hall, and Megan’s little brother Chris walked in. Seeing our flushed faces and embarrassed looks, he teased, ‘Wow, that’s some intense science homework.’“He got some ice cream and sat down with his own books, so we had to settle for playing footsie under the table.”“Still, you did it!” I raised a hand for a fist-bump. “What next?”“She’s coming over Saturday night for a, er, um, sleepover. I almost feel bad for Mom and Dad. If she was a boy, they’d be going ballistic at the thought of him spending the night in my room.”

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