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Playing daddy pt.4

They were plotting something, I felt it in my bones! Elaine had been with us for three days and in that time she and Rachel had been almost glued at the hips. I couldn’t blame them for that, Elaine seemed to have fitted very well into Paul and Angela’s household, getting on incredibly well with little Rebecca, and finding favour with Paul and Angela as well.

Rachel and Elaine had been having free run of my house as well as Paul’s, and they were frequently in and out of my spare bedroom come dungeon. Whenever I walked in on them their voices fell either silent or very quiet, I was getting very suspicious, especially given Rachel’s last little secret from me, when she had pegged me online.

The weekend was fast approaching, and I received a visit from Paul. In essence, he offered me the use of his weekend cabin if I’d like to take the two girls away for the weekend; or, he would take Angela and Rebecca to the cabin, leaving me and the girls to enjoy our privacy at home.

Ordinarily I would have jumped at the chance to go to the cabin, I hadn’t seen it, but Rachel swore it was superb. But I thought I’d better check with Rachel first, what Paul didn’t know was that Rachel was almost certainly planning to put on a cam show that weekend, and I wasn’t sure about the internet facilities at the cabin.

I was right to check, there was no internet at the cabin, at least not of a quality that would allow camming, and yes Rachel fully intended to make the most of her parents and daughter being away.

Paul and Angela picked little Rebecca up from school that Friday afternoon and headed off to the cabin, leaving me alone with Rachel and Elaine for the first time since Elaine had arrived. It was a beautiful warm evening, just the sort of evening for lazing around the pool. We made the most of it, or rather the girls made the most of it. They swam and sunned themselves at my pool while I prepared us some food. The girls were naked, but I was wearing a grilling apron over a pair of shorts, and my small mask. Rachel’s laptop computer was carefully placed on a small table and she was logged on to the camming website.

Both girls were chatting in a very animated manner with the online viewers, I was inside checking on my own computer to see if my yard was identifiable and check the view. The loungers were very clear, you could see the grilling station and pool behind them, but I thought the scene was pretty anonymous, it was all good. I watched the girls take turns at swimming and then chatting to the viewers, they looked great together, and Elaine’s Scottish accent seemed to be drawing a lot of favourable attention. Rachel’s ‘dad’ and ‘daddy’ got a few mentions in the conversation, where was I? Was I around?

It was time to put in an appearance. I took the tray of food and walked outside. When they saw me approaching both girls waved and Rachel called out “Hi dad..dy” it was her way of deliberately misleading her audience into thinking it was her real father approaching. Elaine also said “hi!”

“Hello girls, taking in the sun?” I laughed, and decided to give them an opening. “Who wants a piece of meat?”

Rachel, as usual was quick on the uptake.

“Oooh daddy, that depends on what sort of meat you had in mind, personally I prefer the one in your shorts!”

“Really, and what about you shortbread, what do you prefer?”

“I’m with daddy’s girl, that’s my favourite as well!”

“Well, you’d better decide on who gets it then, why not play spin the wheel and let your online friends decide.”

I moved away and tended to the grill. I could hear a lot of giggling going on but I deliberately stayed away from the girls while they chatted and played together. I didn’t want to actually start grilling until later, until we were offline.

After about twenty minutes or so the girls started shouting and waved me over. I took off my apron and walked over, I had a fair idea what was coming, just not exactly how, or who was going to start it. As I approached I could see that the screen on the laptop computer was angled downwards, and on the table in front of the computer was a bottle laid on it’s side.

“Daddy, the wheel isn’t working, so we set a target and the target has been bettered, so you get to spin the bottle, whoever it points to, gets first taste of the sausage!” They both started laughing and clapping and crying “spin, spin, spin!”

I reached forwards and spun the bottle. The first spin was ineffective, the bottle pointed off to the side of the computer. The second spin was better, it pointed straight at Elaine.

As Rachel straightened the computer back up, Elaine wasted no time in un -fastening my shorts and pulling out my semi hard penis. She looked over to the camera lens on the computer, winked, and then took me into her mouth. She sucked hard, and took me deeper and deeper, all the way in. I was starting to grow erect, my penis swelling inside her hot mouth as she moved her head backwards and forwards. Çorum Escort In a very short time I was big enough and hard enough that I was hitting the back of Elaine’s throat, then sliding past and down. She didn’t stop, not even when Rachel joined her by putting her head down and licking my scrotum, then sucking my testicles one at a time into her own mouth. The ‘ping ping’ of tips was noticeable coming from the computer, but I had other things on my mind.

It still amazed me that I had reached this point in my life, that I had two young ladies giving me oral sex, both at the same time and both in front of an audience. That fact alone was sufficient to give me the kind of erection that I had achieved back in my late teens, and I was determined to make the most of it. Looking over to Rachel’s laptop computer I could see the image of myself, being fully taken care of by my two beauties, my head was well off the top of the image so I decided to up the tempo a little.

I took hold of Elaine’s head and rather than allow her to deep throat me, I started deep throat fucking her. I was careful not to choke her, but I did hold myself deep in her until she made gagging sounds, all three of us knew the effect of this would be to intensify the ping ping ping of incoming tip notifications. I don’t really understand the reason for this, it was just a fact, so like every other broadcaster, we played on it. Rachel also played to the audience by talking to me, “Yes, that’s it daddy, right down her throat daddy!” This was interspersed with questions such as “When can it be my turn dad…dy?” Always playing on the dad and daughter theme!

Along with the tips came suggestions and questions, most of the questions being related to our actual relationship. Rachel and I were both used to that, she constantly replied saying that she would be banned if she answered that question! Suggestions were different. I couldn’t read the text, but both Rachel and Elaine obviously could, because Elaine gently nodded her head when Rachel suddenly asked if she wanted to accept five hundred tokens for that? She didn’t say what ‘that’ was, so Elaine must have been able to read the text as well. I soon found out what the suggestion had been.

“Pull out daddy, let us get into position!”

I did as I was asked and Rachel laid on her back, Elaine climbed over her until they were in the 69 position.

“Put it in her daddy!”

Elaine’s head went down to Rachel’s pussy and Rachel’s head came up to Elaine’s as I slid my cock into Elaine’s soaking vagina. As I fucked my young Scottish playmate I felt my cock sliding over Rachel’s tongue as she licked both my cock and Elaine’s vagina as we coupled above her face.

We started playing a sort of game, I’d penetrate Elaine very deeply about six times and then pull out to allow Rachel to reach up and mouth Elaine’s sex, licking and sucking, making Elaine squeal as she did so. We kept this up until several viewers apparently demanded we swap around.

With a little bit of shuffling around we rearranged ourselves so that I was now penetrating Rachel as she knelt above Elaine, once again pulling out every so often to allow Elaine to reach up and ‘eat’ Rachel’s sex.

I honestly couldn’t believe that all this was happening to me, and the fact that it was caused me to very quickly reach a crescendo. When I cried that I was about to ‘cum’ the girls very neatly turned themselves towards me and opened their mouths. I exploded, spraying both their upturned faces with streams of white sticky fluid which they both eagerly swallowed and then proceeded to lick off of each other’s faces before taking turns at licking and sucking my slowly deflating cock.

It was time to end the broadcast as far as I was concerned so I backed up out of sight of the camera while the girls said their goodbyes. It took them longer than I thought it might, but I left them to it.

After we had eaten and had a drink we splashed around in the pool for a while, the picture of normal healthy happy people enjoying a relaxing evening. The only thing that might have been remarked upon was our nakedness, but I’m sure we were not the only skinny-dippers that hot evening.

It was probably the alcohol combined with the memory of the earlier broadcast that brought my two young ladies to me later that evening with the request that Elaine be given a taste of spanking. It was something that I personally wasn’t really happy about, but she had got it into her head that it was all really rather ‘put on’, that I didn’t really hurt Rachel when I spanked or otherwise punished her. Both Rachel and Elaine herself were determined to prove the truth of it. They had agreed to video the whole operation, and to then put it on the website as a pay to view item, not downloadable content. They both demanded that I give Elaine a good hard spanking, but I made her agree to having a safety net, a safe word, which if uttered would end the session instantly. Elaine rather reluctantly Çorum Escort Bayan agreed.

We set a scenario, daddy’s girl had caught her friend smoking, strictly against all our rules! With the cameras running Rachel brought Elaine before me in the dungeon and made the accusation. Elaine confessed and rather than be sent home agreed to a firm spanking. She quite demurely pulled off her shorts and panties and placed herself over my lap.

On the very first smack Elaine gave a loud yelp! After a few more she quietened down and just made little mewling noises as she was obviously enjoying the experience. I increased both the speed and harshness of the blows to Elaine’s buttocks, apparently much to her enjoyment! Her backside was now positively glowing with heat, and I was sure she was getting wet. When I asked if she had had enough she more or less gasped out “No!”

Still laid across my lap she gave a little laugh and said that as far as she was concerned we had only just got started! We (or rather Rachel!) could edit the sound later so we weren’t bothered over much by the conversation which was fortunate because Elaine talked to us both using our names as she demanded that we both increase the punishment and make the resulting video worth paying for!

That was like a red rag to a bull as far as Rachel was concerned, she picked up a leather strap and laid it quickly and very firmly across her friend’s backside about six times. Elaine’s reaction was to laugh and shout “More!”

As I sat and watched, Rachel pulled Elaine from my lap and led her the few steps to the Saint Andrew’s cross and after helping her take off the top and bra that she was still wearing fastened her hands and feet to the cross. What followed was a full on punishment session as I spanked her red hot behind and Rachel joined in, first with a belt and then a cane. Elaine was loving it! To top off the session Rachel put on a pegging harness and fitted the biggest dildo to it that we had that would fit.

We released Elaine’s hands and bent her over the crossbar, fastening her hands to the lower portion of the other side of the cross.

The fact that Elaine could not shout out her safe word with my penis down her throat didn’t stop Rachel from hammering into both her vagina and her ass!

That was quite a session, and we were lucky that Elaine wasn’t marked with the beating she took. But she said she had loved every minute, after the first few blows she claimed she hardly felt it and only after we had stopped did she really feel any pain.

Saturday afternoon we were out in my pool, the weather was hot and we were just lazily swimming around and chatting when we were interrupted by hearing Rebecca’s voice coming from Paul’s yard. We were naked and had no chance of getting to the house before she would probably see us so we went to the side of the pool nearest to the gate and stayed low in the water. We needn’t have worried, Rebecca stopped at the open gate and just shouted. “We had to come home ‘cos the electricity went off! “

A second voice sounded, Angela calling for Rebecca to come get the ice cream that she’d been asking for. Rebecca turned and ran towards the house. That was close, and as the three of us breathed a sigh of relief Paul came through the gate and explained what had happened. I had to quietly laugh at Elaine’s expression as Rachel nonchalantly climbed out of the pool and went over and kissed her dad ‘hello’. Paul suggested that we all get our swimming costumes and come to his larger pool and we could grill some food and have a family fun day.

As Paul turned away and went back towards his house Elaine and I climbed out of the pool as she said to Rachel “I can’t believe you got out and let your dad see you naked! I’d die if my dad saw me like that!”. Rachel laughed. “We skinny dip all the time, not Becky, but the four of us do it fairly regularly, it’s no big thing.”

“Wow!” Was Elaine’s only comment to that.

We went into my house and I found a pair of swimming shorts while the girls donned bathrobes to go over to Paul’s house where their clothes were. We all enjoyed the afternoon together, swimming, lazing around, and eating the food that Paul insisted on grilling. The three girls spent most of the time in the pool and we stayed out quite late, until it was past time to get young Rebecca into bed. Once she had been settled down and was reported to be asleep we broke out the wine.

It really didn’t take long before Rachel was back in the pool, minus her bikini and demanding that the rest of us join her. Having had a couple glasses of wine, Elaine was the second to obey, after Angela. Paul and I followed suit. Rachel had managed to whisper to me earlier that Angela had told her that she thought we should limit our activities to just skinny dipping, our other activities should be kept to ourselves.

I couldn’t help but notice how much attention Paul was paying to Elaine, and I saw that Rachel and Angela had Escort Çorum observed the same. “I’ve told him it’s strictly ‘hands off’.” Angela whispered in my ear as she surreptitiously gave my balls a squeeze as we stood together watching the others playing around. “He can have all the sex he wants as long as we keep it in the family, at least for now anyway, I don’t mind him straying in Rachel’s direction, but that’s as far as it goes.”

I was a bit surprised at hearing that from her, after all, she herself was ‘straying’ in my direction, with Paul’s full approval, and I wasn’t family. “But does Elaine know that? She’s very vigorous when she gets going and a girl her age has her needs!”

Angela started to laugh, “are you saying that you can’t keep up with those two?”

My turn to laugh. But maybe she was right, I was older than both those girl’s parents, how long could I keep servicing them both? But there again, Elaine wouldn’t be here with us for very much longer and what Angela didn’t know was just how much those two girls enjoyed each other, without my inclusion!

The following morning Paul came over and told me that the holiday park had rung him to say that the power had been restored to the cabin and that he had suggested that Rachel take a couple of days off and take Elaine and myself up there if I liked the idea. I thought that sounded like a great idea so an hour or so later the three of us set off.

Sex in a hot tub was even better than I had anticipated, especially when there are two younger ladies being extremely wild and willing!

The cabin was exactly as I had expected it to be, nothing if not luxurious. It was built of logs, but that was the only concession to wild in the woods. The interior was pure luxury, and the steaming hot tub out on the deck made it a pure dream.

The Wi-Fi at the cabin was useable but not good enough for streaming so my young playmates decided to shoot some footage for later use.

I left the girls to make their preparations and had a wander around the park. There were several other cabins within a short distance, but each was cleverly positioned so that privacy was maintained. It was an idyllic situation, full amenities, yet with that feeling of being in a wilderness of forest. I was tempted to enquire as to the possibility of acquiring a cabin of my own, but then remembered Paul once mentioning the costs involved. No, I’d just have to make the most of the current opportunity to use Paul’s.

That thought brought me back to the realisation that I had two young ladies waiting for me! Making my way quickly back to the cabin I found my two young playmates had gotten into the hot tub and were busily engaged in giving each other oral sex. I went inside and had a quick shower before joining the girls in the tub. Giving two young beauties oral sex as they took turns lifting themselves high enough out of the water for me to get at them completely wiped from my mind the fact that I wasn’t wearing any mask, and that strategically placed on a bench in the corner was Rachel’s high definition video camera.

Soon it was my turn to lift myself up so that I was semi floating on the top of the bubbling water of the tub and offer myself to the rather eager mouths of Rachel and Elaine. They took turns at deep throating my ever hardening cock as the three of us let go of any and all inhibitions that we may have had.

Exactly how Elaine managed to climb up onto me and spear herself on my erection I don’t know, but she did, although Rachel did support me under my backside as she did so. Next it was the turn of Rachel herself to stand up and lean on the side of the tub as I took her from behind. I was as hard as I’d ever been and slipped into her deeply as she encouraged me to fuck her. As I fucked Rachel, Elaine lifted herself up onto the edge of the tub and began ramming her fingers into herself.

The whole scenario was too much for me and within moments I was on the verge of shooting my streams into Rachel who told me to hold onto it. I pulled out, tightly holding onto myself as both girls positioned themselves so that when I relaxed my hold I shot my cum over both their open mouths.

I was done, the sex and the heat of the hot tub had wiped me out. Making my way into the cabin I noticed the camera for the first time, I hadn’t taken any notice previously, but suddenly realised that not only was it there, it was turned on and had been recording. I was in a quandary, I knew that what the camera had recorded would be very hot and sale worthy on the website, but I had not been wearing my customary mask!

It really wasn’t a subject to discuss while we were enjoying ourselves so much so I left it alone. Over the next two days we repeated our time in the hot tub a couple of times, each time with that camera recording from the corner, or other vantage point that Rachel decided upon, I never did put my mask back on.

Back home and things needed to get back to some sort of normality. Elaine only had a few more days before she was to fly home, so we made the most of them.

My two sexy young playmates had a plan, They wanted our last live broadcast to go with a bang. They set It up, I had nothing to do with it, I was just told to turn up in my small mask.

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“Fuck you!”

“No. Fuck YOU!”

“Same to you with knobs on!”

“Listen! I’m the best at giving the amazing blowjobs. No man ever leaves me, its always me who ends the relationship. My oral technique is like an addiction for them. I can turn most men into pussycats. Its my specialty.”

“Really? The last boyfriend dated told me I gave him THE best blowjob of his life. He told me he even dreamt about it.”

I sat up in my bed and scratched my scrotum. The perpetual arguing between my younger twin sisters seeped through the wall that separated our bedrooms. It had been two weeks since I had returned from serving in Cyprus in the Army, and the girls were now eighteen. Both had blossomed from the skinny teenagers I had last seen into very attractive young women. They looked identical and even I had some difficulty in telling Cindy from Mindy.

“Shove it, sis!”

“YOU shove it. Sideways!”

Sibling rivalry is a common occurrence, but even more so with twins. I remembered the times when the girls argued over the slightest things when they were children.

They had been born when I had just turned six, so they were always just out of my radar as I grew up. Our parents were currently on a postponed holiday on the South of France, leaving us three alone in the family home in Essex. Something they had planned on doing back in 2021 before the global pandemic hit.

“Right, you should tell me all about your technique, impress me.”

“Alright I will. Well, it’s important the way you twist your hand at the start, get him nice and hard. Then, stroke the shaft upwards to the tip. The main thing you must do is keep eye contact. Hand and mouth coordination, see? Stare into his eyes as you twirl your tongue around the head. Slowly at first, then faster until you drop your mouth over it and gulp him down with a big slurp. Scrape the underside of his stalk with your flattened tongue as you move back and forth along the whole prick. Cup his balls and then take a deep breath and suck on him as fast as possible. He’ll be putty in your hands. Now you tell me your ‘oh so’ special technique?”

‘I couldn’t possibly, mine is a secret. Mums the word. If I told you, you’d tell others and my unique blowjob details would be all over London.”

“Oh, god! Mindy! You HAVE to be the best at everything. Bloody bitch.”

“Alright. We’ll ask Keith.”

My ears pricked up at that and I sat up in bed with a start. I looked at my alarm clock and saw that it was just gone seven. I had gotten used to sleeping in the raw since Cyprus, and I anxiously looked around for anything to quickly put on. Alas, all I could find were a pair of socks just as the door to my room burst open.

“Keith? Are you up?”

In a manner of speaking I thought as I was acutely aware of my morning woody. I started to count backwards in a vain attempt to quell my arousal.

Cindy, or was that Mindy? Tossed her hair to one side and looked at me with a superior grin. Her long blonde locks fell over her left shoulder and her robe fell apart so that her unfettered breasts were partly visible.

Her twin on the other hand was starker’s, her silhouette against the sunlight shining in through the window showed she had a body that could launch ships. Her tits were firm and pliant, and her legs were long and athletic with toned thighs. She had a trim waist and her belly was flat with a little ridged muscle. Her angelic face was wreathed in shining long blonde hair. I tried to avert my eyes but alas, I found myself staring directly at her shaved little cunny.

Turning my gaze to her lookalike sister, I looked into her big soulful blue eyes and gulped. She had the cutest button nose and a wide mouth with full soft lips. A face was a mix of exquisite beauty and naïve innocence. But something told me that beneath that image was a sinful and wanton young filly capable of unrestrained sin.

“Alright, Keith? Did we wake you?”

“S’ okay. Wassup?”

Mindy and me were just debating over who gives the best blowjob. I want you to watch me blow this banana and you can decide who is best.”

The naked nubile held up a ripe banana to Denizli Escort her face.

“Er. I’m not sure that I’m qualified…”

“Oh come on, a banana! That’s stupid! Besides it’s what you do inside your mouth with it. Let me blow Keith and you watch his face, don’t look at my mouth or face though.”

Cindy wagged a finger at the other as I felt a panic coming on.

“Do what now? I don’t think that’s a good idea at all.”

Before I could react further, Cindy tugged my sheet back to expose my nakedness. Not to mention my hard-on.

“Oh, good. He’s got a woody. Right Keith, just relax and breath in and out like normal. Feel my warm hand move up and down your hard cock.”

She gave the palm of her left hand a quick lick and rubbed me as I instantly stiffened in her fist. With her big blue eyes on mine, her hand went from the root on up then gave a clockwise twist of the wrist when she reached the crown. She gave several strokes while she kept her right hand on my stomach and then popped the head in between her soft lips and sucked gently. After a few sucks her head moved down and my poker stiff rod hit the back of her throat. I groaned loudly as she reared back up and released me. More sucks on the tip and then with an almighty downward move of her head I was totally swallowed up once more.

“CINDY! For fuck sake! I’m your brother!”

Again she backed up and swirled her tongue around and around my helmet, saliva dripping down to my fair pubes.

“I don’t see anything very special about any of this. What are you doing I can’t do?” Mindy leaned in closer and my mouth gaped open like a goldfish.

Cindy pulled a curtain of her lustrous blonde hair across her face to hide what she was doing.

“I said watch his face and not me!”

She continued to suck my flared crown only, while she moved both her hands up and down my rigid shaft. As she shoved forwards again her nostrils flared and her eyes sparkled.

“This is unbelievable.” I muttered as I threw my head back.

“Oh fuck this, move over and let me show you how to suck cock.”

The perky breasted Mindy moved down to her knees and took hold of my throbbing tool and held it upright. She hollowed her cheeks and attacked the rock hard rod with fast bobs of her mouth back and forth, back and forth, over and over.

“Here we go, like that? Does it make you wanna cum in my mouth?”

I sat up and rested on my elbows to watch the amazing sight of my little sister as she moved on me with rapid motions. Her right hand made quick twists around the shaft as she made very loud slobbering noises with my knob inside her mouth. As she lifted off me, her drool left a long train from her lips to my cock head which trickled down in slow motion. Her fist smeared my entire thick shaft with the spit and left me with a shiny, swollen cock. The long vein along the right side pulsed blue, and a smaller one went off at a right angle just at the top engorged with blood.

“See how its done, sis? He likes it nice and wet. Now watch.”

“Mindy! Now that is enough. Stop now and I’ll forget this ever happened.”

Mindy ignored my plea and spat on my purple knob and rubbed me fast as she took my right ball in her mouth and locked her lips around it. She released it and plonked her mouth on my left and sucked on it greedily.

“Maybe you should take notes, Cindy.”

“Bollocks! Listen this is all well and good, fact is though my body will turn him on more than yours.”

Cindy stood up and shed her bathrobe and her equally stunning curvy body was revealed. My eyes grew wide at her 34C tits with the large pink nipples, then dropped to her smooth labia between parted and shapely thighs. Mindy took this as a challenge and stood up also and rolled her hips in a fantastic erotic manner. Her pussy looked highly enticing at the bottom of the V that ran from her hip bones to her mound. Her hips and rounded ass made her very desirable to me and I shook my head several times to see if I was dreaming.

“I bet he likes my pussy more than yours.” Said Mindy as she looked into my eyes.

“Fine, everything is a competition Denizli Escort Bayan with you. I’m sure he will find it’s not as nice as mine, nor as tight.”

“Let him decide.” Mindy began move her hands along her thighs and lick her lips seductively.

“Look, lets see who he wants to fuck first.” Cindy winked at me as the two girls sat on opposite sides of my bed and lifted their legs up and wide.

“Are you both on fucking drugs! I’m not fucking anybody! Get it!”

“Mine’s definitely pinker and nicer.” Mindy cooed, oblivious to my embarrassment.

“Well mine is wetter and that’s what counts the most.” Said her twin sister as she bent her left leg at the knee and rubbed her bald labia.

Mindy also rubbed her cunt, the pinkish lips becoming puffier as she became ever more aroused.

“See him staring at my pussy? He can’t wait to fuck me.”

My fist had inexplicably found my aching cock which I was indeed wanking furiously as I ogled the wet slit between the open legs of my younger sibling.

“Come on already, just pick one.”

“Yeah, whose pussy is better, whose pussy is wetter?”

“Both look really good, now can you leave me alone?”

Was I really expected going to fuck my two gorgeous sisters?

Cindy moved quicker than her twin and straddled my heavy bulk. She held my throbbing prick in her hand and before I could gather my wits, the little minx had guided me inside her cunt! With both hands on the back of the bed behind my head, she began to ride me fast, her cute little bum rising and falling at a frantic rate.

“Ooh, yes. He likes that, don’t you babe?”

I found myself nodding and gripped her peachy buttocks and squeezed tight as my entire length was devoured by her hungry muff. Up and down she rode, her bottom slapping on my groin with every stroke. I was totally under her spell. Fuck me!

“Enough!”

With a strong shove Mindy knocked Cindy to one side and got aboard my upstanding pole as I slipped out from one and was ravished by the other. The cute blonde started to bounce up and down with her jiggling tits dancing in my face.

“See how he loves my tits?”

“No no no, get off him, I was fucking him.”

Cindy toppled her sister with equal strength and as she popped off my quivering dick, the other girl climbed on me reverse cowgirl.

“This is my cock bitch! Step aside and watch a real woman fuck a man.”

With her hands on my corded upper thighs she leant forward, her feet dug in the sheets as she rode me like I was some stallion. Her head dipped so that her long hair fell onto my legs and I gazed in awe at her dimpled cheeks from behind as my cock vanished up into her.

“Ooooo yes, now that feels good, right babe?”

Her hips ground on me as she moved her pelvis along my pubic bone, and with a dry mouth all I could do was grunt in answer. I stared up at the ceiling and noted a crack from the light fixture about eighteen inches long. Funny the things you see in the most absurd moments.

“No, I’m pretty sure he liked me better.” Mindy knocked Cindy onto one side and got on me in the same reverse cowgirl stance.

Cindy stood at the end of the bed with her hands on her hips disgusted, as she watched me and her twin fuck like two sex starved animals. I felt the sheet ruck up the crack of my buttocks and dampen with my anal sweat.

“Well. How about I shove my pussy in your face, how would you like that?”

Mindy reached back with her body as Cindy swung her right leg over to drop her cunt down on my upturned face.

“Oh fuck yeah, how do you like that pussy, huh?”

The smug vixen ground her pelvis on my face and I had little option but to flick out with my tongue at her damp slit. I lapped away with no guilt as her sweet juices dripped from her puffy cunt into my mouth.

Cindy moaned and writhed in delight. The feeling of her sensitive sex in my mouth was out of this world. Mindy slipped off my shiny cock at that moment and stood in front of us.

“Look, we could be going back and forth all night, this is a competition. Let’s say whoever makes him cum is the winner.”

She Escort Denizli lowered her body on the bed facing away from me and assumed a doggy stance. She raised her bum in the air and looked over her shoulder and nodded at me.

“Keith. Can you just stick it in and let’s do this.”

I came behind her and sheepishly looked at Cindy and shrugged. My dick was primed and ready, and I could not turn back now. I poked the head of my cock inside her hot quim and pushed hard, following through until my balls met her pale white rear cushions.

“Ahh, oh yeah, mmmm.” She sighed as I started to piston into her with both hands on her hips.

Cindy lined up beside us and wiggled her cute derriere as she watched her twin get hammered by her older brother. Mindy pushed back as good as she got and our bodies shunted back and forth in our illicit rut.

“Oh, he is good sis. Really good. I’m gonna cum.”

She gripped the bedlinen in her two fists and grit her teeth as I fucked the shit out of her. She tensed and perspired freely as her climax hit her and she shuddered in relief.

“See, oh my, I, fuck…I can cum faster than you, oh boy!”

“Big deal. Come here big boy and fuck ME now.”

I shifted slightly to my left and penetrated Cindy with ease. My turgid cock being slick and oiled from the fluids of the quivering Mindy. She looked hard at me, her eyes focused with extreme concentration. I soon picked up a frantic pace and my hips rocked into Cindy’s pert frame powerfully. Compared to her twin she had slightly wider hips and fleshier buttocks, and the two dimples showed next to her anus every time I speared her cunt. Her juicy pussy was looser than the other at this point in time, and her fuck tunnel fit snugly around my rod.

“Keep doing that big brother and I’m gonna cum pretty soon.”

Cindy swept her long golden tresses over her left shoulder as she was slammed up into from behind. With my fingers I scratched her spine lightly which made her shiver with delight.

“Fuck me, fuck me, oh fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck. fuck!”

Now dizzy with lust, I grabbed her hair and pulled her head back. Then I leaned in to nuzzle her soft neck.

“He, he, he made me cum, oh wow!”

Cindy yelled out and shook with the satisfaction of her orgasm and dropped her head as her breath became laboured. As she relaxed I withdrew and looked over at Mindy who was laid on her back with her long legs up in the air.

“Come here you naughty boy and fuck my brains out.”

Without any hesitation I settled between her open thighs and held her by the left leg. My rock hard prick slid in to the hilt, and as I began to fuck her, the muscles in my calves tightened as I drove in and out. Her breathing became loud and ragged in her throat as her body was mashed into the bed.

“You gonna cum for me, big boy? You there yet? Cum in me, give me that cream.”

Her dirty talk inspired me and I grabbed onto her upper thighs to ensure that my cock went inside her as much as possible. I pulled back as far as I could without leaving the warm confines of her cunt and rammed back home hard. Three more of these deep lunges was all I could manage and I let out a roar as I pulled out and erupted. Sending my hot white seed all over her belly and heaving tits. Her bald cunt had droplets of cum on the moist lips as my cock continued to dribble over her trembling form. Sweat also dropped onto her belly from my furrowed brow, as all three of us caught our breath. It was Mindy who spoke first.

“So, whose pussy was the best? Obviously you came in mine so I think we know who the winner is. Me, as usual.”

Cindy pouted.

“Always the same. Mindy is the best in anything she chooses.”

“Come on, Keith. You HAVE to choose.”

I ran a shaking hand through my damp hair and pondered.

“More brawns than brains, that boy.”

The words of my Father echoed in my head. I had failed all my exams at age sixteen, and had no idea what the future held. Probably flipping burgers at McDonalds. So I enlisted. Well. Three meals a day. Free travel abroad. Training and education. And a pretty good pay packet. Since my return though, my on again-off again romance with Rachel had petered out and my sex life was nonexistent. I was home all day and had no money. What the hell!

“Girls. I think I need to fuck you both once more, I can’t quite decide. Can we make it the best of three?”

END

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Author’s Note, tip of the hat to kenjisato for editing and suggestions.

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Richard Marston arrived home from a long day to find his daughter, Leah, making dinner, and it was not the usual. He knew this meant she wanted something.

“Hi Dad, dinner will be ready soon. So, settle in.”

He did, pouring himself a scotch, and watched the news. When dinner was served, he thanked her and said nothing more, waiting for her to make her pitch. They talked about their day. He listened when she talked about her college classes with interest. She was in her sophomore year now, and her education had always interested him. Leah knew he wanted her to succeed.

The moment he expected finally came.

“Dad, can I talk to you? I mean it’s kinda personal.”

He just smiled. Leah always knew she could talk to him about anything. But she wondered how he would react this time.

“Dad…” she paused. “I met someone… Um, Carrie. Um, Dad…” She paused again. “I think… I think I’m a lesbian.”

He looked at her calmly. “Is that all? A month ago, you were into some guy.”

She was relieved and his sympathetic smile had a way of opening her up. “Yeah, but Carrie… I mean I’ve fallen for her. And I think she’s fallen for me.”

“So, giving up on guys?”

“I don’t know. But I like her… a lot. And want to explore her, us further.”

“If it’s what you want, explore away. None of your dad’s business.”

Leah felt she could get to her real point. “Uh, one thing. We don’t really have a place to, uh, you know, be alone. Would you mind if she stayed over here from time to time.

Richard’s mind went blank. It was one thing in the abstract, to have his daughter making out with another woman. But in her room? He went silent and stared at his empty plate while Leah wondered if she had asked too much. But Richard could deny his daughter nothing, if it made her happy.

“Leah, you have to be patient with your dad. I still haven’t quite come to terms that you’re a woman now, an adult with adult needs.” He looked at her. “If you can be… discreet, yes. I just don’t want to hear, uh, well…”

“Dad! Thanks. I know what you mean. You won’t hear a peep,” she replied, taking his hand. “Can I introduce her to you? Friday, I’ll invite her for dinner.” She stood and hugged him. “You go relax; I’ll clean up.”

“Is this all I had to do to get good service here?” he joked with her, before heading upstairs to his study to catch up on email.

As he sat at his computer, he reflected on it. His only child, and she had a sex life, yet not quite twenty. The image of her with another girl–no, a woman, flashed through his mind. He quickly vanquished it and turned to his computer.

*****

The next day, Leah met Carrie on campus. “He agreed!” Leah started. “You’re coming for dinner Friday.”

A worried look fell on Carrie’s face. “Is he cool with us?”

“Yes! I have the coolest dad on the planet. He just accepted it–us. Except, you can stay over, but we have to be, uh, ‘discreet’ was the word he used.”

Carrie giggled, “Yeah, I can see why he wouldn’t want to hear you moan.”

Leah grinned. “Planning on making me moan?”

They embraced, and Leah planted a delicate kiss on her lips then looked around to see if anyone was looking. Then, they kissed more passionately.

“Can’t wait for Friday,” Leah whispered.

“Hope he approves of me.”

“Oh, Carrie, how could he not.”

*****

Leah drove into the driveway and as she stepped out into the cold February air, she saw her father’s car already there. “He’s home already!” she told Carrie. “I’ll make introductions, then make dinner while you two get to know each other.”

“Okay.” Carrie replied, nervously.

Inside, Leah sniffed the aromas coming from the kitchen.

“Dad! What are you doing?”

“Making dinner. I didn’t hear any plans from you. So, I bought swordfish.”

He finished chopping some vegetables and turned to her, stopping in his tracks. Standing there, was the most beautiful young thing he’d seen in a long time. The first thing he noticed was her figure; it was his ideal. Slightly shapely, a bit more than Leah, and an inch shorter. All perfectly proportioned, he thought. Then her face; bright blue eyes and a warm, almost innocent smile, framed by her sandy hair. He imagined she could wrap anyone she wanted, man or woman, around her finger with just that smile.

“Dad, this is Carrie.”

Richard remembered himself and wiped his hands before offering one to his guest. “Nice to meet you, Carrie.”

His own warm greeting relaxed her, “Hello, Mr. Marston.”

“Leah, why don’t you sauté those vegetables,” he ordered. “Come, sit at the table. Can I get you anything? The wine is open.”

“Ooh, some wine would be nice,” she beamed.

He poured three glasses and deposited one by Leah, before sitting with Carrie at the kitchen table. He asked a few questions, then listened as Carrie talked away. He learned Çeşme Escort she was a junior, and not quite a year older than Leah. Leah was thrilled. She knew her father would like and accept her new love interest. For Richard, he was happy to just look at her.

“The fish should be ready. How are the veggies coming?” he asked, excusing himself from the table.

Everything ready, they sat and got to know one another over dinner. He learned how the two met. And a bit about how hard it was to find alone time. Carrie learned that he was divorced, but Leah’s looks told her not to probe. For Richard, it was an enjoyable conversation. As a young woman definitely out of his reach, he could admire Carrie from afar.

With dinner over, Richard started clearing the table.

“Oh, no you don’t,” Leah commanded. “I’ll clean up.”

“I’ll help,” Carrie offered.

“We can watch TV after. I have a show I want to catch up on,” Leah continued.

“In that case, I’m headed to my study. I have some things to catch up on also. Then bed, it’s been a long week,” He told them, before walking out.

At the kitchen door, he saw Carrie’s bag in the living room and turned back. “Uh, Carrie, I assume you’re staying the night. Omelets in the morning,” he said, before heading upstairs.

The women looked at each other. Her father rarely went to bed early and Leah knew it was to give them alone time. She hugged Carrie, followed by a long kiss. “Come on, let’s finish.”

Kitchen tidied; they snuggled in front of the TV, as Leah brought up her show. Carrie glanced a few times at the stairs, before Leah whispered not to worry. Neither were interested in the show, as Carrie had an arm around Leah and the two kissed while hands explored. Carrie watched as Leah’s finger traced the curve of her breast. Not to be outdone, she nibbled on Leah’s neck. The women kissed and played for an hour, before hearing a door close upstairs. Richard had turned in.

“Leah, is your dad seeing anyone?”

“Not that I know of. He’s gone on a few dates since the divorce, but they seemed to not work out.”

“You didn’t tell me he was hot. I thought you said he was forty-five.”

“Forty-four.”

“He doesn’t look it. I was expecting someone older. I would think he has to beat women away with a stick.”

Leah was pleased. She felt her dad was handsome, and here was confirmation. “Yeah. I guess he’s had bad luck. But I do hope he finds someone.”

“Someone to make love to?” Carrie whispered, as her tongue traced an earlobe.

“Mmm… Let’s go to my room.”

Leah grabbed Carrie’s bag, took her hand, and the two headed upstairs. As soon as the door was closed, the women embraced, kissing wildly. “Dad is just down the hall, remember,” Leah whispered.

Carrie removed Leah’s top and bra, then paused to touch her firm breasts, ending with a finger circling her nipple. Next, it was Carrie’s top off. Leah mimicked Carrie’s move, then bent down to kiss her larger breasts.

“Carrie! Great tits!”

Soon, both women had their jeans off, and were lying naked together for the first time.

“Carrie, I’ve never made love to another woman before.”

“Neither have I, really. If you don’t count playing with tits and hands down pants.”

The women looked at each other, realizing they were on the same footing. They kissed for a while, feeling each other’s fully naked body for the first time. Carrie took the lead now. Rolling Leah on her back, she licked and kissed her neck, followed by a string of kisses to her hard nipples. She licked each, then sucked on them. “God, Leah, you have great tits,” mimicking Leah, before returning her attention to them as Leah watched.

Then, she spread Leah’s legs and knelt between them, gliding her hands up and down the length of Leah’s nubile form, admiring it. Leah closed her eyes, enjoying the sensation of Carrie’s lips tracing a line down her hip and thigh. The time had come. She had never tasted another woman, and she wanted to taste this one. Leah gasped, as she felt a warm tongue part the silky lips of her womanhood. She had never felt such an adroit touch before.

Leah clasped her hand to her mouth, when Carrie found her clit. Her tongue circled it, before flicking it once. She was enjoying the effect on Leah’s face; using it to guide her moves. In little time, Leah began to fidget as Carrie fondled her breasts. Her tongue quickened with Leah’s restlessness, as her hands explored her exquisite body.

“Oh… There, yes! Oh…” Leah grabbed a pillow and bit on it, as she lost control to her orgasm; her body twisting and jerking to waves of ecstasy.

As it ebbed, she grabbed Carrie’s head, pulling it to her quivering pussy before shuddering in bliss. Finally, regaining her senses, she sat up and pulled Carrie in for a wet kiss. “Oh God! That was great!”

Carrie wiped Leah’s juices from her face, grinning in her accomplishment. In a flash, she found herself on her back, as Leah now attended to her needs. A sloppy kiss was followed by a tongue, Çeşme Escort Bayan licking a lovely breast. “I wish I had tits like this,” Leah exclaimed.

“No, I like yours as they are,” Carrie replied, before she gasped to Leah’s gentle bite of a nipple.

Leah was eager. Like Carrie, she knelt between her legs, admiring Carrie’s shapely body, and realizing this was the first time she saw her body fully naked. Leah repeated Carrie’s moves. She kissed her thigh then, inches away, she inhaled the scent of Carrie’s womanhood.

“Mmm…” Carrie hummed, as Leah took her turn to taste another woman. Her tongue, and the thought of being made love to by pretty Leah, had Carrie on edge as she grabbed Leah’s head, grinding her pussy into her face. Suddenly, her body spasmed and now Carrie clasped her mouth, holding back her shrieks of pleasure. Leah licked furiously, as Carrie bucked her hips.

Carrie’s body finally relaxed and she caressed Leah’s head, feeling the afterglow of a great orgasm. Leah kissed her way back up until she planted her wet face on Carrie’s, tongues exchanged freely, then rolled to Carrie’s side and continued caressing her new lover’s body.

“Fuck, Leah! You’ve never eaten a woman before?”

“I know what I like… And it seems you liked it, too,” Leah smirked.

They lay in each other’s arms for some time, kissing and enjoying the feeling of being so close and naked. Finally, it was time for sleep.

“The bathroom is across the hall,” Leah told her, as Carrie pulled out a T-shirt she used as a nightie. “You’re not putting that on, are you?”

“At least to go to the bathroom. What if your father saw me?”

“Ha! He’s in bed. He won’t see you. Besides, if he did, I think he’d get a thrill.”

Carrie grabbed her toiletries, and naked, slipped across the hall. Returning, the women giggled at a silly thrill. Then Leah did the same. She had never ventured out of her room nude while he was home, and this felt somehow exhilarating. Both women settled into bed. They each had an orgasm, and that seemed enough as they fell asleep in each other’s arms.

*****

Leah woke up first, Saturday morning. When she opened her eyes, she saw Carrie, sleeping like an angel. This was new, she had never slept the night with another person, man or woman. And what a woman! She recalled last night and the lovemaking. She just lay quietly, watching her new lover sleep until she heard the familiar sound of her father’s footsteps in the hallway, as he headed downstairs.

She stroked Carrie’s face, until her eyes opened. They kissed for a while, until Carrie’s hand slipped between Leah’s thighs. Not to be outdone, Leah did the same. Face-to-face, they pleasured each other, until they had a shared orgasm.

“Morning!” Leah whispered breathlessly. “Let’s shower.”

“Together?” Carrie asked.

“Sure. Dad is downstairs. Come!”

Naked, they slipped into the bathroom, then wasted plenty of water, soaping each other up, kissing, and feeling their slippery bodies together. Finally, wrapped in towels, they slipped across the hall giggling, half hoping they’d get caught.

Carrie was dressed first. “Go down. I’ll be down soon,” Leah told her. Carrie was in dread, she had just made love to his daughter, and now had to face him. “He won’t bite!” Leah assured her.

Like a mouse, Carrie entered the kitchen.

“Carrie! Sleep well?” Richard asked.

“Uh, yes, very well, Mr. Marston,” she said, nervously.

He sensed her unease. “Carrie, you’re an adult. Call me Richard.”

She beamed a smile that nearly melted his heart.

“Okay… uh, Richard.”

By then, Leah had entered the kitchen and found her lover and her dad looking at each other with smiles. “Well, I’m glad you two are hitting it off.”

“Coffee?” Richard offered, catching himself. The women sat and he took orders for omelets, and the three sat for breakfast.

“Omelets are his specialty, Carrie. Trying to make a good impression, Dad?”

“What are your plans today?” he asked, changing the subject. The women looked at each other; they hadn’t thought that far.

“Wanna go window shopping?” Carrie finally suggested. Agreed, they finished breakfast.

As they finished up, Richard said, “You two go, I’ll just be here doing chores.”

“Dad!” Leah exclaimed.

“Just kidding. No, you two enjoy the day and tonight I’m taking you out to eat. What do you like, Carrie? Chinese? French? Maybe steak?”

“Oh, Mr… Uh, Richard… I mean, thank you. Whatever you’d like.”

“Richard?” Leah asked.

“Yeah, We’re adults here, Leah.”

Leah looked at him, half surprised, half happy at his accepting Carrie. Later, the women drove downtown, and Carrie started. “Leah! your dad!”

“You mean Richard?” she teased.

“I mean… You aren’t jealous?”

“Carrie! No. I’m happy he likes you.”

“That’s it! He is so nice. You’re so lucky to have such a father.”

She found a parking spot and pulled in.

“You’re right. He’s the best father. Escort Çeşme When mom left him for that other guy, he was devastated. I guess I’ve become everything to him. But he needs someone.”

“Leah. Don’t worry. He will.”

Leah smiled and the two headed off to shop.

That evening, they came back to find Richard kicking back on the sofa with a beer. “I hope you two didn’t spend too much,” he asked.

“No, we just looked.”

“Well, reservations are at seven. Steak, since you left it up to me.”

“You’re the best, Dad,” Leah said, hugging him from behind.

“Thank you, Richard,” Carrie said, adding her own hug.

He blushed a bit, preferring Carrie at arm’s length. They headed up to change. Carrie hadn’t planned to dress up, but a few things borrowed from Leah, and she was decked out.

“Damn, girl that looks good,” Leah declared.

When the women came down in skirts and heels, Richard realized this was no longer a casual dinner and quickly changed into slacks and dress shirt. At the restaurant, his ego got a boost, hosting two beautiful young women.

Over dinner, he opened up a bit to Carrie. “Leah told you about her mom and me. Well, in short, she fell for someone else. It was for the best, and she’s happy. For me, well, I haven’t found the right one, yet. And I’m in no hurry.”

His tale struck at Carrie’s heart, as she listened to him; her empathy welling up.

That evening, the women turned in as he watched a game. It wasn’t long before they were naked and kissing passionately. Their exploration extended to a sixty-nine and other positions, with both having multiple orgasms. Sexually spent, Carrie laid her head on Leah’s breast, caressing the other as Leah stroked her hair.

“That was great, Leah.”

Leah kissed her hair. “Fuck! I’ve never cum so many times.”

“And we have Richard, uh, your dad to thank.”

Leah reflected, yes, this lovemaking was because of his understanding heart.

“I don’t understand how a guy like him is unattached.” Carrie continued, “I mean, if it weren’t for you, I’d hit him up.”

“You would?” Leah asked, incredulously.

“If I wasn’t involved with his daughter, yeah. Okay, I’ve only known him a day or so, but I see so much in him, and through your eyes.”

A light dawned on Leah. His looks at Carrie, and Carrie’s at him. Her dad was attracted to Carrie, it was obvious to her now. And she knew he would never act on it. She knew his iron will.

“Are you just saying that?”

“I mean, I have you.”

“But if you knew him, and I wasn’t around, would you really go for him?”

“Leah… I mean…” She trailed off, collecting her thoughts. “Leah, I guess I see your heart in him. You two are so much alike in that. Understand?”

“Yes, I understand,” Leah replied, turning out the light. “Go to sleep.”

But Leah’s mind was full of thoughts that night.

Next morning, he greeted them and made breakfast again. Carrie had to get back to campus. She had work to catch up on, and so did Leah. She drove Carrie back that morning, and the two parted with kisses with a plan for Carrie to stay over next Friday again. The week wore on and the lovers met often, sneaking kisses and hugs at every chance.

Friday, the two of them beat Richard home and cooked him dinner, to show their appreciation. That night, the young women continued exploring their sexuality.

Carrie was beginning to feel like a part of Leah’s family. And her feelings for Richard were becoming more complicated. Over Saturday dinner, Leah could see it. She didn’t know what it was, but it was the way the two looked at each other.

That night, they undressed, then Leah pushed Carrie to her back and sat on her face. “Eat me,” she giggled.

Carrie obeyed eagerly. Leah looked down, as this innocent-looking woman ravaged her pussy. “Fuck!” Leah whispered. “There… Oh… Yes! Ah… Ohh…” She clasped her hand to her mouth and gasped, as her body squirmed thanks to Carrie’s busy tongue.

“Fuck! Carrie… Wanna try?” Leah asked, flipping on her back. Carrie quickly lowered herself onto Leah, who lapped at her wet slit. Soon, Carrie came as she looked into the eyes of her lover, eating her out.

The women were face-to-face next, sharing kisses and tongues.

“Carrie? If you had the chance, would you like to make love to my dad?”

“Leah… I… He’s your dad!”

“Yeah, but if I said I wanted you to, would you?”

“Are you testing me?” Carrie asked.

“No! I swear. But I’ve seen the way he looks at you, and, well, the way you look at him. It may sound weird, but I like the idea of letting you make love to him. No strings.”

“What? like a loan?”

Leah said nothing and just held Carrie.

“He is sexy.” Then after a pause, “Leah, am I… like a proxy for you?”

“Carrie!” she exclaimed, then, “Promise you won’t tell?”

Carrie nodded.

“Yeah, I mean, he is my dad. But you’re right, I find him sexy. And… yeah… If you make love, you can tell me about it. You know, like how good is he in bed?”

“Tempting offer,” Carrie smirked. “Let’s both sleep on it.”

Next morning, Carrie woke up first. “Leah,” she whispered.

“Mmm…” came the reply, followed by a kiss.

“Leah, that offer you made. I’ve been thinking.”

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Riker was struggling at his and Izzy’s next track practice. He’d always had a tendency to check out butts as he and the girls on the team did their running drills, but it was so much worse now. Izzy was definitely very deliberately staying in front of him as often as possible, just so he’d get a boner watching her ass. It worked as well as she ever could have hoped for.

There was that, on top of the usual mild perving Riker did on the other members of the team, and specifically Celeste and Aurora, who he’d now seen naked, and who had in fact teamed up to blow him once. That one time was apparently all it took to make them both more fascinating to him.

“MacIsaac!”

Riker was startled out of his ass-based hypnotic trance by Coach Watson. He and Izzy, both hearing their last name, jogged off the track over to her.

“Which one?” Izzy asked.

“Both of you, as it happens,” Coach Watson said, glancing up from her clipboard. “Izzy, you’re running slow today, don’t think I haven’t noticed.”

“Sorry, Coach.”

“Give me a couple good laps before you hit the showers.”

Izzy nodded. “Ok.”

“Riker… you’re running slow too, and I’m sure everyone has figured out why by now.”

Riker shuffled his feet. “Sorry, Coach.”

“I don’t need that sort of problem here. The girls like having you around, and I don’t mind them all trying to impress you. It brings out better performances. I don’t even care which one of them you have a thing for. Surely you know how to deal with those… feelings.”

“You mean his boner?” Izzy asked innocently.

“Make that three good laps,” Coach Watson said.

“I just said–“

“I’ll make it four, don’t think I won’t.”

“What’s going on?” Celeste asked. She and Aurora has wandered over, both clearly smirking at Riker standing there embarrassed with his tented shorts.

“None of your business,” Coach Watson said.

“If Riker needs a hand, we’re available,” Aurora said.

“Team spirit and all,” Celeste agreed.

“I’m sure he can manage,” Coach Watson said.

“Manage what?” Izzy asked, still all innocence. “His bo–“

“Four laps, all of you. Now!”

Riker, Izzy, Celeste, and Aurora all set off, and were the last ones out there by the time they did another four circuits. Even their coach hadn’t waited around for them, but no one had suggested skipping out on their assigned laps.

All three girls, without apparently having to discuss it, made sure to run just in front of Riker the whole time, giving him a triple whammy of booty to stare at, and adding to his discomforting erection. It was really quite painful by now, since Riker’s running shorts weren’t made for it in the first place, and his cock had been restrained for an unpleasantly long time by that point.

The follow up was quite good though. Riker hit the boys’ locker room, and all three girls followed, after first grabbing their stuff from their lockers.

Riker was just sighing in relief as he peeled off his shorts when his sister and the two other girls barged in. He wasn’t even overly surprised, nor did he mind being caught with his pants down. Once a girl had sucked his cock, he felt there wasn’t much point in shame. Unbeknownst to Celeste and Aurora, but knownst to the twins, all three girls present had in fact blown him at this point.

“Dang, you really have it bad,” Celeste said with a low whistle as she eyed Riker’s cock.

“Too much perving out there will do it,” Aurora said.

“Lucky you’ve got good friends to help you out.”

“Mmhm. And lucky your sister doesn’t mind.”

Izzy was efficiently taking off her clothes, and pretending not to pay any attention to the girls teasing Riker. “Why would I mind?”

“Oh, you know,” Aurora said. “You might question our intentions with your brother.”

“What’s to question? You’re all horny little things. You’re perfect for each other.”

Celeste snorted. “Yeah. Just us three. I’m sure you’re not horny at all.”

Izzy dropped her panties and stood rather calm and stoic for being totally nude. “What’s that supposed to mean?”

“Are you implying you’re not going to rub yourself silly if we play with Riker a little?” Celeste asked.

“I might,” Izzy admitted.

“Sounds like you’re a horny little thing too then.”

“Fine. Maybe.”

“Too bad he’s your brother,” Aurora said. “Or we could all share.”

Izzy made a strangled noise that luckily only Riker recognized for what it was. “Yeah, too bad.”

Riker and Izzy started showering together, having taken their clothes off fastest. They only managed to share a long, knowing look before Celeste and Aurora joined them.

The girls moved seductively toward Riker, in the sense that any naked girl headed straight for him was seductive. Particularly when he was so horny already.

“Want some help with that boner?” Celeste asked.

“Looks like you do,” Aurora said.

Riker’s eyes only barely flickered over toward Izzy who was watching the brazen display with a crooked smirk.

“That would be nice of you,” he managed with only a slight squeak to his voice.

“It Çeşme Escort would, wouldn’t it?” Aurora said, brushing her fingers over the head of his cock and making him gasp at the initial intimate touch.

“We’re very nice people,” Celeste said, caressing Riker’s cock with her full palm.

Riker leaned back against the wall, water cascading down his body. Celeste and Aurora knelt in front of him, their respective red and blue hair getting wet as they shared some of the spray, and more importantly shared his cock.

The girls kissed Riker up and down his shaft, flicking their gazes upward often to see what effect it was having. Riker moaned and involuntarily thrust his hips a few times. His cock twitched when they found a few particularly sensitive spots, and they kissed him some more just to see it happen again.

Izzy rubbed her pussy, already feeding off her brother’s pleasure. She would have much preferred being the one to suck him off, but this was good too. Especially now that she could feel comfortable knowing Riker’s cock was hers to suck any time she wanted it.

Aurora took Riker in her mouth while Celeste sucked on his balls. They switched off every now and then, always sharing and taking turns.

Riker groaned and closed his eyes. Silently, he reached out one hand toward his sister. Izzy bit her lip, looked at Celeste and Aurora who weren’t paying her the slightest attention, then moved closer so she could hold her twin’s hand while he got his double blowjob.

Riker opened his eyes again and smiled at Izzy. Celeste, currently sucking on his balls and looking upward, did notice them holding hands, but didn’t say anything about it. She had a thoughtful look about her, though.

After taking another turn sucking Riker’s cock, when Celeste swapped off again she shifted her position slightly, facing Izzy more. She ran a hand up Izzy’s inner thigh and gently pushed Izzy’s hand away from rubbing her wet pussy. Making full eye contact, Celeste moved her face closer. Izzy just nodded and leaned back to let Celeste kiss her pussy.

Riker squeezed Izzy’s hand tighter, reassuringly, as Izzy got her pussy kissed and licked by their friend.

Aurora’s blue hair bobbed back and forth while she did her best to deep-throat Riker, and Celeste’s red hair got mussed as Izzy patted it and tangled her fingers in it, moaning and encouraging more licking of her clit. None of them had particularly expected this development, but were all quite happy to roll with it.

Aurora slipped her hand into Celeste’s as they worked on the twins together. It was quite a cute gesture amidst the rest of the very horny activity.

“You two aren’t a couple, are you?” Izzy asked.

“Don’t be silly,” Celeste said.

“Just best friends,” Aurora agreed, shoving her mouth back onto Riker’s shaft after speaking.

“Best friends who eat each other’s pussies?” Riker asked.

Both kneeling girls went crimson.

“How do you possibly know that?” Celeste demanded.

“Just guessing,” Riker said. “I know what hand holding means.”

“That’s not… it doesn’t….” Celeste’s eyes flashed to Riker and Izzy holding hands. “Wait, does that mean–“

Izzy shoved Celeste back into her snatch before she could ask too many awkward questions. There was also the matter that she was getting quite close to cumming, and needed attention.

Very similar to sixty-nining, having someone else tend to them both at the same time was so much better than just one of them. Riker and Izzy both got to be pleasured and feel good, pushed toward orgasm, and got to feel their twin experience all the same things at the same time.

Riker came in Aurora’s mouth, and Izzy came in Celeste’s. It was as simultaneous as these things can get, as only twins could be.

Aurora choked a little as her mouth got filled up with cum, but she held it together for the most part. Some of it dribbled down her front, most stayed behind her lips.

Celeste turned to Aurora, and without apparently having to discuss it, just simply kissed her and shared the cum load. They swapped it back and forth, getting increasingly sloppy until a fair amount of cum and spit covered both girls’ fronts. They swallowed the rest, panting and looking deep into each other’s eyes.

“Damn,” Riker said after a moment of no one moving. “That was pretty hot.”

Izzy pressed herself closer to Riker. “Mmm, I really liked it.”

“Well I hope so,” Celeste said, still gazing at Aurora with something not quite adoration, but not quite platonic either. “I don’t just lick anyone’s pussy for them.”

“It was very nice of you,” Izzy said, patting Celeste’s head, which just made Celeste give her a Look.

“Why do I feel like you two do this sort of thing more than anyone realizes?” Aurora asked, looking up at Riker, streaks of his cum haphazardly dribbled down her chest.

“Um… this particular thing, it’s the first–“

“Do you lick your sister out?” Aurora asked more directly.

Riker blushed and squeezed Izzy’s hand. “Sometimes.”

“Ah. Well then.”

“And you lick Cel?”

“Sometimes.”

Riker Çeşme Escort Bayan and Aurora stared at each other a moment.

“We won’t tell if you won’t,” Riker offered.

Aurora nodded. “Deal. I want to see that sometime though.”

Izzy bit her lip. “Do you?”

“Yeah, are you kidding me? Brother licking sister’s pussy? When am I ever gonna see that anywhere else?”

“The inter–“

“Other than the internet.”

“Oh. Probably nowhere.”

Everyone took time to shower off for real, then all pattered nakedly over to their towels and clothes.

“Are you two, like, a couple?” Celeste asked Izzy. “You and Ri?”

Izzy shrugged. “Kind of, maybe. Not really though. We’re twins. It’s different.”

“I know that. I just mean… what’s it like doing stuff with your brother, though.”

Izzy considered. “What’s it like doing stuff with your best friend? Would you say you’re a couple?”

“Um….”

“Yeah. It’s probably like that.”

“I see.”

Izzy toweled her hair off while Celeste lapsed into thoughtful silence. “I’m glad it worked out this way today. I actually had half a mind to try stealing your clothes and make you two go naked to classes.”

Aurora made a shocked noise. “Rude!”

“Well I wouldn’t have really. I’d have given them back before you actually had to go around in public. It just would have been a bit of fun.”

“And after we were so nice to you two just now.”

“Let’s be real,” Izzy said. “You were as horny as we were. Not like you were doing anything you didn’t want to. And I just said I’m not going to do that now.”

“Better not.”

“So… you wouldn’t enjoy it all?”

Aurora tilted her head. “I mean, there’s some thrill to the idea. It was fucking hot when Riker did it last week. But I don’t think I actually could go through with it.”

“Me either,” Celeste agreed.

“I think I only could if Ri was beside me the whole time,” Izzy said.

“Like you were for me?” Riker asked.

“Yeah. Like that.”

Celeste and Aurora exchanged glances.

“Well… what if we just took your clothes for an hour or two, then gave them back?” Aurora asked. “You could see if you like it.”

Izzy blushed and shook her head. “No way! I can’t… it’s not….”

“You just said you wanted to try it.”

“Yeah, but it’s different having the choice. It’d mean it’s my decision basically. That’s a whole different thing from being forced into being naked at school.”

“So we tell everyone we forced you,” Celeste said. “Easy.”

Izzy chewed her lip. “Just like that?”

“Why not? We just say you tried to take our clothes as revenge for Riker, then we took yours instead.”

Izzy looked at her brother. “What do you think?”

Riker shrugged. “You wanna do it, you should go for it. I’ll be beside you the whole time either way.”

“Good enough for me.”

****

The four of them made their appearance out in the hallway a short while later, making sure to tactically conceal that they’d all been in the same shower. Riker, Celeste, and Aurora were fully dressed, while Izzy was left without a single bit of clothing other than her shoes. Their teammates hanging around waiting for them registered mild surprise, but nothing like shock.

“What is this, family tradition all of a sudden?” Belle, one of their fellow runners, asked.

Izzy moved to her brother and clung to his hand like a lifeline. “Aur and Cel are just being mean, is all.”

“Is that what it is?”

“Mmhm.”

“So why do you look so happy then?”

Izzy blushed. “I’m just nervous.”

“I don’t know,” Celeste said lazily. “You didn’t protest all that hard when we took your clothes. After you tried to steal ours first, may I remind you.”

Izzy blushed harder and hid her face in Riker’s shoulder for a moment. She got teased a little more, and definitely checked out some more by some wandering eyes, but topics drifted to other things, and slowly the track team dispersed as the start of classes neared.

“I’m so wet already,” Izzy whispered to Riker as they meandered toward their lockers.

“I suspected you might be.”

“Are you hard?”

“Yeah.”

“Just ’cause you like seeing me naked and embarrassed, huh?”

Riker shrugged. “You say that like you didn’t get off on me being in your position.”

“Didn’t say I minded. Just checking.”

Diana met the twins by their lockers as they were grabbing their books and things. She meeped a little as Izzy turned around, then gave Riker a wistful look.

“Wishing it was him naked, huh?” Izzy said.

Diana looked away hurriedly and fussed with her glasses. “No!”

“No?”

“… maybe.” Diana risked looking back at Izzy and was unable to maintain eye contact. “This is… you’re… why are you naked though?”

Izzy grinned. “Do you really care?”

“… no.”

Riker laughed and kissed Izzy on the cheek. “Don’t tease her, Iz.”

“Why not? At least I won’t be the only one embarrassed then.”

Diana bit her lip, still red in her cheeks but slowly daring to study more Escort Çeşme of Izzy’s body. “You’re both so brave.”

“I don’t know if that’s the word for it,” Riker said.

“Shush, yes it is,” Izzy said. “I’m being brave even after my clothes got stolen.”

“Sure, Iz.”

“Someone’s really got it out for you two,” Diana said. “No one’s ever stolen my clothes or anything. That just seems excessive.”

Izzy waved her hand airily. “Ah, well, what can you do. Let’s get to class.”

****

Izzy felt far more trepidation about her decision than she let on. It was, on the face of it, really quite stupid to willingly wander about the school with no clothes on. However, it also made her stupidly horny and excited, so there was some upside.

She knew Riker knew how she felt, both because he’d done it already, and because he’d be able to sense her nerves. Her hand was all sweaty in his, her heart wouldn’t slow down, and she felt like she might never stop blushing ever again.

She did it though. She walked into Ms. Penny’s class, clinging tight to her brother and trying to hide behind Diana. A few students already there noticed her right away anyway, even as the three of them made for the back corner of the class.

They wouldn’t be all that shocked, Izzy reminded herself. Riker had been naked once last week. That would take the edge off the novelty. She told herself that, but nearly had a heart attack when she sat down and risked a glance around the room. A few sets of eyes and a few open mouths pointed straight at her.

In hindsight, it made a lot of sense that some of the boys would be far more enamoured with her nudity than her brother’s.

“You’ve got some fans,” Riker remarked mildly.

“Oh shush,” Izzy hissed.

“You are quite fetching in that outfit.”

“I’m not… that’s not funny.”

“You are pretty hot like that, though,” Diana said. “God, I wonder if I could ever do that. Probably not. I wouldn’t be able to face all my classmates in the nude.”

“You two are both seriously not helping,” Izzy muttered, trying to busy herself with getting her stuff out of her bag and ignore the attention she was getting. It didn’t work.

Ms. Penny didn’t seem to notice Izzy at first. All the craned necks in the room should have given her away, but it wasn’t until everyone had to bring their assignments from last week up that Izzy got properly caught. Of course neither Riker or Diana would just take hers up for her. Riker in particular was having altogether too much fun with this.

Izzy couldn’t really blame her brother. She’d enjoyed him being naked in class, and now it was his turn. Plus… plus she’d wanted to try this, and he was forcing her to get more out of the experience. She couldn’t decide if it was nice of him, or completely horrible. Probably both.

Anyone who hadn’t already noticed that Izzy was naked did so as she slowly walked up and deposited her assignment rather nervously on Ms. Penny’s desk. If she’d wanted attention, now she had it.

Somewhat comically, Ms. Penny was the last person to notice Izzy. The teacher was busy scrawling in her notebook, and only happened to glance up as Izzy dropped off her papers.

The range of emotions that rapidly flickered across Ms. Penny’s face would have been rather amusing in other circumstances.

“Ms. MacIsaac, do I dare ask what this is about?”

Izzy shuffled her feet awkwardly. “Um… got my clothes stolen, Miss.”

Ms. Penny was struggling her hardest to appear firm and in control. Izzy wasn’t sure whether acting cute and shy would help herself out any, but it was how she felt regardless.

“Of course you did. You and your brother need to keep a better control of your outfits.”

“Yes, Miss.”

“Don’t ‘yes Miss’ me!”

“Ye– no, Miss.”

The titters and whispers behind Izzy were worse than facing her teacher. She didn’t dare look around. She wasn’t even sure how she’d get back to her seat. Maybe with her eyes closed, though that could lead to her tripping over a desk and making things worse.

“I… I don’t want to see this happening again,” Ms. Penny said with as much gravitas as she could manage under the circumstances.

“No, Miss.”

“….”

“….”

“Well back to your seat.”

“Oh, right.”

Izzy turned, feeling that her face might melt from humiliation as her whole damn class was staring at her. Some were entranced and/or aroused, some were amused, and some clearly didn’t know what to think, other than if there was a naked girl around, the proper thing to do was to stare blankly and wait to see what happened.

Izzy shuffled back to her seat and sat down as low and slumped as possible. Eyes slowly turned away from her, mostly.

“Ready to melt into a puddle and disappear?” Riker asked.

“Yes.”

“Turned on as fuck?”

“Also yes. Do you think everyone could see my pussy dripping down my thighs?”

Riker considered the question. “I mean, I could.”

“Me too,” Diana offered softly.

Izzy put her face flat on her desk. “Oh god.”

She was stuck there. That was a factor she hadn’t considered in her imagination, or when Riker had been doing the nude challenge. Whatever she felt about it, however turned on or embarrassed she got, she couldn’t wuss out now. She couldn’t put on clothes halfway through since she didn’t even have them with her.

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My recovery was going well and was on the last day of my mother-in-law staying with me.

About 10:30 there was a knock at the door so I slowly got up to answer it. I was surprised to see Lori. Lori is one of my best and oldest friends. We grew up together and over the years, we’ve shared a lot.

She’s a strawberry blonde with a knock dead smile, great figure and usually up for any adventure. Lori is about 5’5″ tall with what I call a voluptuous figure. She’s very curvy.

“Come in,” I greeted her.

I gave her a hug and ushered her in. She was wearing jeans and a red plaid button down shirt.

“I just happened to be in Arkansas, so I wanted to check on you after your surgery,” Lori said.

I sat in the recliner with Lori on the couch. We talked for twenty minutes or so before I remembered I had something for her. When the time felt right, I told her to hold tight and went to retrieve the item.

“I have been meaning to send this to you,” I told her handing her the box.

I wasn’t sure if she remembered what I had previously told her that I wanted to buy for her. Lori grinned as she opened the box to find the large realistic looking black dildo.

Lori is very much aware of my fantasy regarding my wife, Doris taking a black lover and making me her cuckold. We’ve discussed it many times in the past.

Even though it was still in its original package there was an area where you could feel what the toy felt like. “Mmm nice,” Lori said as she examined it, “Thank you. I am sure I am going to enjoy this.”

“I hope so.” I replied.

She fiddled with packaging for a second or two before I got up to grab some scissors to cut the plastic. I gave her the scissors and sat next to her on the couch. Lori quickly freed the toy from the packaging. As she handled the artificial phallus I was getting turned on watching her white hands wrapped around the dark rubber cock. “I sure would like to watch you use it,” I said to her.

“I bet you would. How big is this thing,” she asked?

“Nine inches by two or two and a half.”

At this point I was starting to get hard. I believe she noticed my arousal because she gave me a devilish Çorum Escort grin. She began to simulate stoking it, then she brought it up to her mouth and kissed the head.

“I am not sure if I can fit this in my mouth,” she said teasing. Slowly she slid it into her mouth.

“Damn it, quit teasing me!” I replied.

“Who said I was teasing, too bad you’re out of commission.”

I grabbed her hand and placed it on my hard cock, “You saw the video I sent you last week. I’m not out of commission. I just have to be a little careful.”

Lori gave my cock a squeeze through my pants. “I did and it was hot. You should fuck her.”

“Are you serious?”

“Yes,” she said as she continued to play with my dick.

“Damn it Lori, I want you right now.”

“Before or after this black cock?” Lori replied, still caressing the object of her immediate desire.

I took the hint and leaned in to kiss her. We made out like teenagers on the couch kissing and grouping each other. In my excitement I busted the buttons off her shirt gaining access to her breasts. Thankfully she laughed about it.

I almost exploded when I took a nipple in my mouth. Soon she was shimming out of her panties and jeans.

After enjoying her full breast, I kissed my way down to her womanhood.

I gingerly kissed my way around, lightly licking before I focused on her clit. A moan escaped her. While I orally pleased her, I looked up to see Lori sucking on the black dildo. The sight caused me to increase my efforts.

Even though it wasn’t real, watching her suck the black cock was a huge turn on. I continued to lick and suck on her clit for a few more minutes before I stood up and removed my shorts. Lori ceased sucking on the dildo and began to rub the head of it across her pussy lips. She lay on the couch with her legs spread.

“You want to see it go inside me?

“Oh, hell yeah!” I quickly replied.

With one hand she spread her lips, the other she slowly pushed the large black cock inside. I wasn’t sure if she was going slow to tease me or to allow her time to get accustomed to its size. Either way I was extremely excited.

With Çorum Escort Bayan each push more would disappear, her white flesh consumed the toy. I moved closer to her head and offered her my rock-hard dick.

She took my dick in her mouth as she continued to use the black dildo on herself. I reached down to fondle her tits, occasionally rolling one of her nipples through my fingers or giving them a slight tug.

“Does that black cock feel good?”

She nodded her head yes.

I reached down taking over the manipulation of the dildo. I would pull it almost out the push it in deep all the while she sucked my cock. She rocked her hip as I fucked her with the rubber cock. With each motion Lori would moan.

I then pulled it out of her cunt and instructed her to clean her juices of the realistic black cock. I crawled between her legs and easily entered her. She was loose from the toy but damn, it felt good. As I thrust into her, she began to suck her own pussy juices off the black phallus. I leaned down kissing her neck, then her tits. I alternated from one breast to the other.

“We need to find a couple of black guys to fuck you,” I whispered in her ear.

Lori moaned yes while sucking on the dildo. Her gesture aroused me more. “Think you can handle two black guys at once?” I eagerly asked.

“I don’t know, but I’d love to try,” Lori replied.

I continued my efforts fucking her. Spreading her legs further apart, withdrawing my dick to the head then all the way back in. After a few moments I rolled her onto her knees and proceed to fuck her from behind

It wasn’t long before I unloaded inside her. I slumped over her for a few seconds. Then she rolled back on to her back and began to masturbate with the black toy.

It was an erotic sight watching her fuck herself with the fake cock, rubbing her clit and playing with her own tits. I was just imagining what Lori would look like between two black men when all of a sudden history would repeat itself.

I had totally forgotten I had a doctor’s appointment that day and since I couldn’t drive my mother-in-law was going to take me.

In comes my mother-in-law, Escort Çorum Susan to find me with my shorts off and Lori laid back on the couch pleasing herself.

“Oh lord!” Susan gasped, “What is going on here?” she asked stunned, looking first at the naked woman on my couch, then at me.

Lori didn’t miss a beat. She continued with what she was doing.

Susan was frozen until Lori asked her if she enjoyed sucking my cock. When Susan failed to reply Lori explained to her about the video I captured.

At this point Susan looked somewhat defeated. Lori was still pleasing herself with long purposeful thrusts of the dildo.

“Come over here Susan and help me cum!” Lori coached.

Like she was in a trance my mother-in-law did as requested. She slowly moved towards Lori, watching the large black rubber cock going in and out.

“Let’s see if you if you eat pussy as well as you suck cock,” Lori commented.

There was a slight pause before Susan slowly went to her knees. Lori adjusted herself giving my mother-in-law better access. Lori raised her hips and removed the toy. With her right hand she gently pushed Susan’s head down.

At first, she was hesitant but soon my mother-in-law was making Lori moan. Watching the sight before me got me aroused and I began stroking my cock. When Lori saw this a grin came over her face and she mouthed something. It took me a second to comprehend what she was saying. She was telling me to fuck her, referring to my mother-in-law.

I couldn’t believe this was happening. Here was my mother-in-law on her knees orally pleasing a female friend of mine and that friend was encouraging me to fuck my mother-in-law.

Before I realized it, I was on my knees behind Susan. There was no resistance when I pulled her slacks and panties down.

I was having trouble when suddenly I felt her hand guide me inside. She was extremely tight but very wet.

We all fell into a rhythm and it wasn’t long before Lori announced she was about to climax. With that I fucked Susan harder. Lori grabbed Susan by the head thrusting her hips into Susan’s face.

As Lori’s orgasm subsided, I exploded inside Susan. We all remained motionless and spent. Slowly we pulled apart from each other. Gradually we dressed without saying a word.

It was safe to say I wasn’t going to make it to my appointment. Susan busied herself in the kitchen while Lori gathered her things and we said our goodbyes

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Colleague with Benefits

By Alex Barton

One

Dexter Morgan, known as Dex to his friends and colleagues, reached for his jacket and slipped it on. As he shot his cuffs, he caught the scent of the cologne he sprayed on after his shower and smiled: he had read somewhere that a man’s cologne should only be strong enough for a woman to smell when she leaned in to kiss him and he had judged just right. And if things went the way he planned this evening, one particular woman would be leaning in not only to catch the scent on his cheeks but also in the mass of black hair at the base of his long, thick cock which was already throbbing with the intensity of his desire.

Adjusting himself as best he could, Dex climbed behind the wheel of his BMW Mini Coupé and maneuvered his way through the traffic, his mind traveling back to when he first met Josie Newsome.

As Chief Financial Officer for the city, Dex had control of a multi-million-dollar budget. His main function was oversight of the various teams responsible for the day-to-day administration of specific projects, one of which was attracting investment for inner-city regeneration. The manager leading the team had taken early retirement and Dex had to find a replacement in a hurry. His secretary Angie did an excellent job of sorting through the responses when the post was advertised and, because they not only worked closely together but she also knew his preference in sexual partners, having been one herself at the start of their relationship, Dex was intrigued when she put a file on his desk and said she was sure he would like this particular female candidate as her resumé was highly impressive. So much so that Angie had cleared his schedule so he could interview the woman that afternoon.

Dex felt a surge in his cock as he remembered Josie entering his office. Or, rather, her huge breasts did, followed by a beautiful blonde in her early forties who put her hand out for him to shake and gave him a smile that made his heart thump in his chest and sent his libido into overdrive. Angie was not wrong in her estimation: Dex did like Josie who was exactly the type of woman he enjoyed fucking even though he saw from her resumé she was married with two sons, one 18, the other a year older.

But Dex quickly discovered he was attracted to Josie not only for her voluptuous figure, her black jacket struggling to contain the weight of her bust, or her tight pencil-skirt that showed off her long shapely legs, but also because she took the initiative during the interview, telling him what the city needed to do to attract overseas investment, what she projected the results would be if she was allowed to implement her proposals, and then going through them in detail on a laptop she pulled from her bag and set up on Dex’s desk. Dex thought of himself as a hard-headed businessman but he could not fault Josie’s professionalism, even if he found it hard to concentrate on his own when she got up out of her seat and walked round to stand next to him, the perfume she was wearing filling his nostrils as he struggled to hide his reaction to the way her jacket strained with the weight of her breasts as she leaned down, her tight skirt emphasizing her gorgeously curvy ass.

As attracted as he was, Dex still managed to quiz Josie thoroughly on the groundwork for her proposals and her qualifications apart from the obvious ones. The last thing he wanted for the city was for Josie to believe her beauty alone would charm investors although he reasoned it would certainly help. When he drew the interview to a close he thanked Josie for coming in and said he would be in touch. She gave him another one of her megawatt smiles and said she looked forward to it.

As soon as Josie left Dex asked Angie to arrange for him to see the Mayor and any reservations Dex had about his new recruit’s ability to deliver on her proposals evaporated when, within three months of her appointment, the City Council was delighted to announce to the media that the newly-appointed Project Manager for External Investment had secured a contract that would ensure the regeneration of one of the inner-city areas worst-hit by the recession.

As much as Josie became the constant star of Dex’s fantasies whenever he masturbated, they maintained a purely-business relationship until the day she asked to see him and disclosed her husband had left her for another woman and she had instituted divorce proceedings. Dex expressed concern and offered his unqualified support and maintained it until the divorce was final. As soon as Dex judged Josie was settled and secure he made his move and asked her out, assuring her if she declined it would not affect their working relationship. Josie smiled and asked if he meant on a date and Dex said he would be showing her off at the city’s most exclusive restaurant. Josie clapped her hands with delight and said she would be thrilled to accept.

*

Dex parked his car outside Josie’s house and reached for the bouquet of roses he had brought and walked up the drive. Çeşme Escort The door opened immediately which meant Josie was watching for him and Dex felt a renewed surge of sexual excitement, heightened when he saw the dress Josie was wearing. Dark red velvet to match her lipstick, off-the-shoulder to reveal the creamy slopes of her huge breasts, the dress was slit up at the side and Dex found himself wondering if she was wearing either nothing underneath or just a thong to ensure her pussy was accessible to his questing fingers when they reached the goodnight-kiss stage of their date. Dex had no doubt that would happen; the look in Josie’s eyes as she lifted her face to kiss him hello confirmed she was as attracted to him as he was to her.

Dinner was a perfect mix of good food and laughter with just a hurried wipe of Josie’s teary eyes when she confessed to Dex how hurt she was when she discovered her husband was cheating on her. She managed not to be vengeful for the sake of her boys but admitted she had no idea what she would have done without his unqualified backing. Dex smiled and assured her he never doubted she would stay focused; her results spoke for themselves and he cared about her happiness which meant doing what he could to support her was as important to him as it was to her. Josie’s reaction was to reach for his hand and stroke her thumb over his, asking if he would like coffee and a nightcap, adding that her sons were spending the night at a friend’s house, delighted to have the opportunity to eat pizza and play videogames, undoubtedly finding time to watch a substantial amount of porn in between killing zombies and zombie Nazis.

Dex pulled up outside Josie’s house and sat back in his seat. He waited a few moments and then reached across and took her hand. He knew she would be able to see the desire in his eyes as he told her he recognized this was only their first date but he had been sexually attracted to her from the moment she first walked into his office. Josie closed her eyes, her face moving close to his, her lips open and wet. Dex kissed her softly, sliding his hand up to cup her massive breast, his thumb brushing over her taut nipple signaling the intensity of her desire. The kiss lasted for long moments and then Josie reached for the door handle, obviously eager to continue their lovemaking inside the house. But Dex reached up to cup her cheek, turning her face toward him so he could kiss her again, his hand sliding into the neckline of her dress to cup her breast once again but this time lifting it free of the material. Josie gasped as he exposed her in full view of any neighbor watching or passing by which was his intention.

Soft and warm and heavy in his hand, Dex lowered his face to Josie’s huge breast and feathered kisses over the perfect smoothness of her skin, his mouth seeking her turgid nipple. When he found it he closed his teeth round the bud, biting it gently as Josie twined her fingers in his hair, holding his head to encourage him to take as much of the big soft globe in his mouth as he could. While Dex suckled her nipple Josie reached for the neckline of her dress and tugged it down, baring her upper body completely and Dex sighed with delight as he moved from one taut tip to the other, his breath rasping as she reached out and closed her hand over the length of his cock, trapped along the leg of his pants. She unzipped his fly, sliding her fingers inside to take hold of his prick and ease it free. Josie’s eyes widened when it reared up thick and hard and long and she licked her lips, moaning softly as she lowered her head into his lap and closed her mouth round the bulging glans, slick with his arousal, her tongue licking up the oily precum before swallowing the whole length until the head was buried in her throat.

Dex surrendered to the exquisite pleasure, his suckling lips leaving Josie’s breasts reluctantly as he leaned back in his seat, his hand resting gently on her head. He loved the loud gagging noises she made as she sucked his cock, alternating drawing sucks on the head with massaging the glans with her throat muscles as she nuzzled her nose into his curly black pubic hair. Dex had waited so long for this moment it was impossible for him to hold back the signs of his impending orgasm, his hands tightening on Josie’s head, moaning softly as he flexed his hips up to fuck her face, his moans turning to a cry of ecstasy as a flood of hot sperm gushed from the head of his cock into Josie’s mouth which she gulped down greedily, her tongue caressing the spurting tip to encourage him to empty the creamy contents of his balls down her throat.

At last he was done and Dex stroked Josie’s face, signaling he wanted to kiss her. She raised her head, unconcerned if anyone had been watching what she was doing and kissed him, hard, sharing the taste of his sperm with him. Dex loved it but he wanted to taste his cum after he had fucked her and, as soon as he broke the kiss, he climbed out of the car, his cock still exposed and jutting from his pants, and took Josie’s hand, leading her towards Çeşme Escort Bayan her house, the neckline of her dress still lowered to her waist, her huge breasts jiggling and bouncing as she walked up the path to unlock her front door and invite her new lover inside.

Two

Dex knew Josie would be wondering if he was a one-shot wonder or would need time to recuperate. He figured she would be surprised and delighted when she discovered he could come multiple times in a session, each time pouring out an abundant quantity of hot gooey semen into whichever orifice he was fucking. And where Josie was concerned he was determined that as well as her mouth that would include her cunt and her asshole.

He watched as she locked the door behind them, took his hand and led him upstairs to her bedroom. Once there she disappeared into the bathroom while he swiftly undressed, arranging his clothes over a convenient chair. Josie had not closed the door and he could hear her peeing in a forceful squirt. The sound turned him on and he would have liked to join her to watch but he decided he would wait before letting her discover how aroused seeing her urinate made him. The result on his libido though was undeniable and he stroked his cock to the sensuous sound. Josie smiled as she rejoined him, waiting for him to pause from masturbating to unzip her dress and shimmy it down over the swell of her buttocks to pool on the floor. She stepped out of it, still wearing her high heels, and Dex bent to pick it up, laying it on the chair. Josie smiled and stepped closer to him, lifting her face to his.

Dex could not remember when he last kissed such soft lips as Josie’s. She kissed with a fierce hunger, her tongue dueling with his as she ground her mons against the base of his prick, stroking the mounds of her huge breasts against the muscles of his chest, arousing them both by the friction of her nipples against the dark fur on his upper body. Dex reached down to cup the cheeks of her ass, filling his hands to overflowing with her plump cheeks, his fingers questing for the tiny opening of her asshole. As soon as he found it he slid two fingers across its puckered ridges to dip them in the abundant cream oozing from her pussy and then pressed them against the tight muscle, forcing it open so he could bury his fingers in her rectum up to the knuckle. Josie let out a little squeal of surprise and pleasure and Dex quickly reached down with the other hand to stroke his fingers across her aroused clit and push two of them into her cunt, finger-fucking her ass and cunt at the same time until Josie squealed in gasping, trembling orgasm, hot liquid pouring from her pussy into Dex’s cupping hand as she shivered and moaned against his body, overwhelmed by the pleasure of being doubly-invaded.

Dex held Josie as her orgasm ebbed then stood watching while she positioned herself face down on the bed. She reached back to take the curvy cheeks of her ass in both hands, holding them open in wanton invitation. Dex could see the wet pink lips of her cunt, glistening with her cream, her clit standing proud of its hood, the tiny opening of her asshole so enticing in the soft glow of her bedroom lamp. His cock, already rigid as an iron bar, throbbed and quivered, the slightest touch likely to make him cover Josie’s back and buttocks with his cum.

Lowering himself slowly so she could adjust to his weight, Dex settled himself on top of Josie, laying his cock in the furrow of her buttocks as he reached under her body to fill his hands to overflowing with her massive breasts. His mouth seeking hers, he kissed and licked from her lips along her jawline over her neck to the smooth skin of her shoulder. He closed his teeth on her perfumed flesh and raised his hips, dragging his cock back so it dangled down and then arched his back so his glans slid between the slick lips of her cunt. With a soft groan of pleasure, answered by a cry of delight from Josie, he buried the full length of his long, thick cock inside her until his balls rested against her cuntlips and he held still, letting her body adjust to his length, her cunt stuffed totally full.

For long moments Dex did no more than enjoy the exquisite sensation of possessing Josie, squeezing her nipples between his fingers to heighten her pleasure as he slid his cock back and forth in her slippery pussy. He knew he was in no danger of coming, only the friction of fucking would bring him off now that the edge of his desire had been blunted by spurting his sperm into her suckling mouth, but he wanted to give Josie the intense pleasure of climaxing simply from having such a huge cock filling her body, the pleasure centers deep in her core sending her arousal to heights he doubted she had ever experienced before. And then she moaned, raising her hips to swallow every inch of his cock with her cream-filled cunt, letting him know she was ready to be fucked and he started what they had both been looking forward to from the moment he appeared on her doorstep early in the evening.

Athletic and demanding, Escort Çeşme Dex fucked Josie hard, pounding her into the mattress, kneading her breasts and then sliding one hand down between her legs to caress her clit at the same time as he fucked her. Time and again he thrust every last inch of his hard cock into her pussy, forcing gasps of pleasure from her lungs, her mouth desperately seeking his so she could express the intensity of her pleasure through her passionate kisses. Lost in the frenzy of his long-suppressed desire, Dex hardly noticed when Josie shuddered in orgasm, her cream making the pistoning of his cock in her cunt even more pleasurable, loud slurping noises filling the room as Dex flexed his hips to drive his prick so far into her body he felt as if his balls would be swallowed up by her spasming cuntwalls.

And then he felt the tell-tale buzzing at the base of his prick and liquid heat surged up to burst from the tip, inundating Josie’s womb with his potent sperm. Time and again Dex shuddered and jerked, his hips thudding up hard against her plump asscheeks as he emptied his balls in gushes of ecstatic release, each one more satisfying than the last until he was done and he could only sag on top of her, taking care to balance himself on his arms so as not to crush her petite body beneath his.

Reluctant to disengage but needing to cool down, Dex slowly withdrew his cock from Josie’s body making her purr softly as she waited for him to lie on his back so she could snuggle her head into his chest. She raised her leg over his thigh possessively, lifted her face to his and sighed with delight and fulfilment when he kissed her, his hand wandering down her back to paddle his fingers in the thick mass of his cum and her cream leaking from her well-fucked pussy.

Dex felt no need to ask Josie if she had enjoyed their first sex session together and besides, it was far from over. But he let her rest contentedly and closed his own eyes, his mind filling with an instant replay of what it felt like to have his fingers exploring the tight rectum of the woman he lusted after. As much as Dex loved fucking women’s cunts there was something he desired even more and it had been that way since he first recognized the effect the sight, taste, smell and tightness of a woman’s asshole had on his libido. Dex was an ass man, plain and simple, and he needed Josie to understand and enjoy that side of him or they would have no future together and he had waited too long to face that possibility.

As soon as he was ready, his cock fully erect once more and quivering against his stomach at the intensity of his arousal and anticipation, Dex gently coaxed Josie onto her back. Her eyes opened wide as he slid his hands under her thighs and raised her legs in the air, lifting them until her knees pressed against the huge globes of her breasts. She let out a soft mewl of delight when the head of his cock slid into the sperm-slick opening of her cunt and Dex knew she would enjoy a second session of being fucked hard every bit as much as she had the first.

But then Dex’s eyes, hooded with desire, met Josie’s and he withdrew, reaching down between their bodies to take hold of his cock and position it against the tiny muscle of her asshole. He waited while Josie took a deep breath and then, slowly but firmly, the tip of his cock oiled by her cream and the abundant cum that had leaked from her cunthole and pooled round her anus, flexed his hips, the movement forcing the muscle open to swallow the thickness of his glans until it clamped tight around the corona and he stayed still, waiting for Josie’s anus to relax and accept the invasion.

Eventually Josie nodded her head and Dex flexed his hips gently, working his cock slowly into her rectum, every inch of her rectal walls exquisitely tight and hot as they enveloped first the head then the shaft of his sodomizing prick. He saw a flash of discomfort cross her face and knew that while the sensation of being impaled on ten inches of cock was intensely satisfying when he was fucking her cunt, it was less so when it meant her asshole, unused to being forced to accept something pushed into it instead of out, was having to accommodate the same length of hard male flesh. But Dex was confident Josie would enjoy it as soon as he was fully hilted, the head buried in her bowels, pleasure radiating out from her overstuffed rectum.

And so it proved. As soon as his groin was grinding against the puffy slipperiness of her cuntlips, her erect clit stroked by the taut muscles of his stomach, Josie lifted her face for Dex to lower his mouth to hers, their lips fusing in passion, and Dex knew it was time to enjoy the intense pleasure sodomy unfailingly brought him.

Dex fucked Josie’s asshole slowly and deeply, taking his time, driving his prick in, pulling it out, watching with delight as she cupped first one breast then the other in her hands, lifting the huge globe to her mouth so she could suckle her own nipples, luxuriating in the ecstasy of being deeply sodomized. In Dex’s experience not all women could accept a really hard, deep anal fucking but Josie could and time and again her hungry asshole swallowed the length of his long, thick prick, Dex’s grunts of effort as he drove his cock repeatedly into the depths of her bowels echoed by his lover’s moans of building ecstasy.

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This event happened two weeks after my surprise, part 2.

After I had let the rugby team fuck me again, this time at my request. The first time they caught me unaware in a parking area.

My name is Anna and I love sex. I’m engaged to be married to Derek, D, as I call him. He loves me and especially the fact I act like a slut.

For anyone who hasn’t read my other stories, I am 20, slim, quite tall, 34 inch bust with a hairy cunt.

He is away at UNI, so only home every two or three weeks. During his last visit he had watched me taking them all on, including him.

They turned out to be a great set of guys, age varying from 20 to 40 I guess.

Anyway the rugby section were holding a fancy dress party and we had been invited. D said he could get home for it so we agreed. And one of the team, Gary had said his wife would be available for D to fuck in return for them.using me.

I drove home from the club, we stopped to pick up a takeaway meal. My mum and dad were watching television as we walked in. Mum got up and gave D a big hug and kiss. Dad was just looking at me.

“Let me take your coat,” he said smiling.

“Don’t be naughty dad,” I replied as I slipped it off. Mum laughed as I stood there in my stockings and nothing else.

I went upstairs and put on a long T-shirt. D had put our takeaway food out on the table and mum and dad were back watching TV.

“So you gave D a nice treat dressed like that dear,” mum said.

“And a few others,” I giggled.

D then told my parents about the sports club and the rugby team. As he described the guys fucking me I saw my dad getting a hard on. Mum did too.

She leaned over and undid his trousers, taking his cock into her mouth. She proceeded to suck my dad off as D carried on talking.

We finished our meal and I went to wash up. D was watching my mum sucking dads cock. As I returned he was getting my mum to bend over, keeping dads cock in her mouth, D lifted her skirt, pulled her panties down and soon had his cock deep in my mums cunt.

I watched as my mum was moaning. She stopped sucking my dads cock and bent right over the sofa.

“Fuck me D, so nice your home for the weekend, get that young cock right up my cunt.”

Dad looked at me, rubbing his cock. I soon took mums place and finished sucking him off. He soon filled my mouth with his cum. Mum orgasmed as D filled her cunt with his spunk.

We slept well that night, I woke up first and took advantage of D’s morning wood, sucking it first and then riding him as he woke up.

“Greedy cunt.”

“And good morning to you,” I said as we both orgasmed. I licked his cock clean, showered and dressed. Downstairs mum had made breakfast and we all sat down to eat.

“What are you going to wear to the fancy dress party dear?” Mum asked.

I thought and said, “Indian Squaw. Little top, little skirt, ribbon around my head with a feather in it.”

“Dad, have you got an old waistcoat I could use, you know, cut it short, dye it.”

He went upstairs and came back with an old brushed leather waistcoat.

I put it on over my blouse, it was perfect. All it needed was to be cut shorter.

I got some scissors and roughly trimmed it. Slipping off my blouse I put it back on. Still too long. Mum held it, and trimmed it some more, leaving only one button to fasten it. I still felt it was too long, so got mum to cut it again. It only just covered my tits. I reached my arms up.

“Half your tits are showing, any shorter and your nipples will be on view.” D said.

“Bit shorter then mum, please.”

Finally when I raised my arms I could feel my nipples were on show.

“Perfect.” I said.

I had an idea for the skirt, but kept it to myself.

The rest of the weekend went as normal. D fucked me continuously whenever we wanted. Mum used his cock as often as she could.

The next two weeks flew by, I got fucked by my boss. One night I met an old friend of D’s, he took me to a dogging site we fucked outside his car with a few guys watching. I then took a few cocks in my mouth as he watched them cum in my mouth and over my face.

On the Thursday before the fancy dress party I finished my outfit.

I had made my skirt for the party, well, when I say skirt, it was two patches of cloth, roughly 9 inches wide and 12 inches long. I had hemmed the tops so I could I could thread some string through to make a belt.

Once on, both sides of my legs and hips showed. The front piece just covered my bush. The piece at the back was trying to cover my ass cheeks,but failed!

With the waistcoat, a band around my head, feather in it, and some face paint I looked like a real indian squaw.

I had also made a costume for D. A roman soldier. It was a bit longer than mine, but not by much.

On Friday I thought about wearing it to pick D up, but no. I wore a nice summer dress and some sandals.

We stopped on the way home for a fuck, well he came twice. Went to pub for a drink and something to eat. I behaved myself.

We got home, mum and dad had Diyarbakır Escort gone out so we crashed out, watching TV, fucking or sucking each other off.

Saturday morning I woke up after D, put my nightie on and wandered downstairs. Halfway down I heard the moans.

“Oh fuck, that’s it, yes. Fuck me boys.”

I walked in, mum was on the kitchen floor on top of James, my brother, D was behind her, his cock up her ass. She had both cocks in her.

What a mum I thought as I watched them giving it to my mum.

I listened to their orgasms as I made some coffee. Mum got up and sucked their cocks clean.

“Fuck I just love young cock in the morning,” my mum said, licking her lips.

My dad had gone to work so mum made some breakfast for us. Afterwards D and I dressed and went out. As we left my brother was fucking my mum over the table.

We went into town, had a coffee, wandered around the shops. I bought some new underwear, nothing too sexy for a change. We called in our local pub for a drink and met some friends.

There was a football match on the TV so the guys were mostly watching that. I was talking to the girls, just talking about our sex lives, as girls do.

I told them how I let my boss fuck me, some thought I should report him, others were just jealous!

Anyway, that evening I got our costumes out. D put on his Roman outfit, it needed a belt and a toy sword. It reached halfway down his thigh so not too revealing.

I put headband on, stuck a feather in it. Put some face paint on, then my cut off waistcoat.

I lifted my arms, showing D how my tits were soon on show. I then put on the two pieces of material, one front and one back. My legs were uncovered all the up to my hips. Any full movement and my ass cheeks and hairy cunt were visible.

“Like it?” I asked.

He pushed me face down on my bed, lifted his skirt and rammed his cock straight up my cunt.

“Your just fucking asking for it dressed like that, everyone will want to fuck you. I love it.”

With that we both orgasmed.

“That’s what I’m hoping,” I muttered as I sucked his cock clean of our juices. It tasted so good.

We walked downstairs, my parents looked at me with their mouths open.

“You might as well paint a sign on you saying I’m available, fuck me,” my mum said.

“You both look great, enjoy yourselves.”

I had put on a g-string, a black net one. My hairs were sticking through and either side of it. As I got in the car the front bit of my skirt fell down between my thighs. My legs felt totally naked.

D’s toga had ridden and I could see his cock clearly.

I reached over as he drove and gently stroked it. I licked my hand and fingers to moisten them, I didn’t want to make his cock sore.

Luckily it was not too far to the sports club, so he didn’t cum, but his cock was rock hard as he got out. I grinned as we walked in to the club. He slapped my ass.

Inside it was already busy. People in all sorts of costumes, vicars, tarts, school girls, nuns. You name it someone was wearing it.

Gary, the rugby player, who I guessed was the captain, soon approached us at the bar as D was getting our drinks.

“Love your outfit, what there is of it Anna,” he said as he felt my bum.

“Come and sit with us,” he said pointing to a group of them.

As we walked over, D’s cock was still hard and he got a few knowing looks from the girls there. Gary introduced us to them, I knew most of the guys as they had fucked me.

When he introduced his wife, I nearly fell over. I knew her.

She was at school with me, a plain butter wouldn’t melt in her mouth type. Her name was Sandra, but tonight she looked like a prostitute. Short leather skirt, stockings and a bustier that just contained her tits.

“Hello Anna, I’ve heard so much about you. And you must be Derek, who I understand from Gary is going to fuck me.”

“Hello Sandra, my I must say you have changed, you look great.”

She then told me how she was still a plain girl until she met Gary. He got me into sports, playing some and watching rugby. It was through this that he got her to dress more sexy, show off a bit of flesh. I soon found I liked it. Next I was getting fucked by some of his friends and loved it.

“A bit like you do, I understand, he told me about how the guys met you.”

I grinned, as I looked over D had sat down. I could see something moving under his toga. The girl to his left was playing with his cock. Sandra saw me looking.

“Don’t worry we are all the same here, I don’t think anyone has not fucked everyone.

She was always a bit stuck up at school, and now was talking about sex, how much she liked it, and how she was looking forward to fucking my fiance.

There was live music group, and they started playing Gary quickly asked me to dance.

It was fast rock and roll, number. Every time he spun me around or lifted my arm up I could feel my tits hanging loose below my waistcoat.

My skirt, or rather the two small squares of material Diyarbakır Escort Bayan I was wearing revealed my bare ass cheeks.

“Love your costume, it us certainly not hiding much of you,” he said.

The music changed to a slow one, he held me close. I draped my arms around his neck which meant my tits were loose again. He had one hand up between us squeezing one, pinching my nipple.

I could feel his hard cock pushing against me, he then put both hands on my ass, lifting the material. Everyone could see my bare bum,

I looked up at him, I smiled as he was squeezing my ass cheeks, he was pulling them apart, I knew anyone looking could see my pink rosebud.

“You fucking love it, don’t you Anna?

“Yes,” I moaned as I felt one of his fingers pushing at my anus. He pulled my g-string down. It was hanging around my knees as the music stopped. I went to pull it up.

“No, take it off you naughty cunt, let them see your bush.”

The dance floor was quite busy, I bent down and pulled my g-string off, Gary took it, smelt it, and put it in his pocket. My cunt felt free at last, it was also getting a bit juicy.

Then we were back dancing, a jive. I might as well have been naked as he spun me around and lifted me up.

Finally we walked back to the group. Gary was wearing a sailors outfit, only with no zip or buttons on his fly. It had a patch of material held up by velcro. A lot were still on the dance floor, I couldn’t see D or Sandra.

“Sit on my lap Anna.” Gary said. I grinned as I sat down, I heard the velcro pulled.

As I sat back on him, he held his cock and guided it straight between my pussy lips

I moved bum from side to side as he pushed it up wet cunt.

“Oh fuck yes,” I moaned as I sat right down on his shaft. He didn’t try to fuck me, just let me rock on it. It felt so good sat there with his cock inside me, drinking and looking around at everyone. One of the guys came back and sat beside me.

“Being fucked?”

“Yes” I replied

He then put his hand up under my waistcoat and played with my tits. I wanted him to.

“Pinch my nipples, please.”

As he moved his hand back, the one button holding my waistcoat came undone.

I didn’t care as I was now openly riding Garys cock. My tits were out, Gary had both hands on my tits now, the other guy started rubbing my clit.

“Don’t fucking stop guys, I’m fucking cummmming.” My orgasm exploded. I was bouncing like mad on Garys cock.

“You dirty fucking bitch, take this.” Gary said as he filled my cunt with his cum.

His mate said, ” I’ve got to fuck you, come with me,”

He pulled me off Gary and took me around the back of the club, outside by the empty beer barrels. As we approached I could see other couples, the girls bent over the barrels or on their knees, being fucked or sucking cock.

I saw D up behind Sandra, I smiled at him as I bent over and another cock was soon up my cunt. He had his hands on my hips pulling me back onto his cock as he thrust forwards.

Everyone just fucked away. I felt him cum inside me before I had orgasmed. Bollocks I thought. He just pulled out and left me. I stood up with my hand between my legs as I heard D shout he was cumming.

I went and watched as he and Sandra orgasmed together. Sandra looked up and saw me.

“God he’s good, he just keep going and going. I thought he was never going to cum. I came twice. How was quick fire Bob?”

“He just came and left me wanting more.”

“Yes, he’s like that. Sit up against the barrel Anna.” Sandra said as she licked her lips.

My stuck up plain girl from school bent over and started to eat my cunt. And she was good. She used her fingers and tongue and I soon felt my orgasm coming.

“Oh god yes, thats it, just like that Sandra, oh fuck I’m cumming.”

My juices covered her face, she swallowed my cum. I couldn’t believe she was doing this. I looked at D, he was stroking his cock.

Sandra stood up and watched as D plunged his cock up my cunt.

She leaned over and was kissing me, our mouths opened. I could taste the mix of cum and my juices as her tongue entered my mouth. D was building up a pace.

“Fuck me, fuck me you bastard. Make me cum again.” He came quickly this time, and we orgasmed together.

The three of us went back inside, Sandra went to the ladies as D dragged me onto the dance floor. I went to do up my waistcoat.

“No, leave it open, you like flashing your tits, leave it.”

I looked and saw a few other girls had been disrobed, showing their tits. I smiled as we danced. I felt his hands on my skirt waist. He was slowly pulling it around my waist.

The two bits of material were now at my sides, leaving my cunt and ass fully exposed.

“You bastard, do you want to me naked.”

A jive started, he was a good dancer and the way he threw me around I might as well been naked. I was loving it, knowing all my bits were on display. I noticed a lot of others watching us. Guys were encouraging their girls to reveal Escort Diyarbakır more. Some soon had their skirts tucked into their waistband. More cunt was on display.

A slow dance started, some guy asked if we wanted to swap partners and he was soon groping me. He got one hand between my thighs, stroking my slit. I could feel his cock harden as I opened my legs a bit. His fingers were exploring my, by now, juicy opening.

He took his fingers out of me, I heard his zip. I could feel his cock on my stomach.

“Do you want to, right now?”

My hands were around his neck. “Yes, put it in me, fuck me.”

He smiled as both hands went under my ass. He lifted me up and I put my legs around him. He lowered me onto his cock. One hand held his cock as he positioned it by my cunt lips. He thrust up and I felt his cock invade my cunt.

He put both hands under my thighs and was lifting me up and down on his cock. I moaned, I saw D watching me get fucked standing on the dance floor.

“Like it you dirty cunt?”

I kissed him, my tongue in his mouth.

“Mmmuuummm, fuck me, I love cock.”

He manoeuvred me over to the side, nearly against the wall. I then felt another guy come up behind me.

“Is she up for it.” I heard him say.

“Oh she is, look at her. She was dancing virtually naked, fucking asking for it. She wants it alright, don’t you slut?”

I felt the guy behind rub his cock between my thighs, he pushed it against my anus. I was going to get double penetrated standing up on the dance floor.

I felt him push the head in my sphincter, I relaxed, helping him to push his cock up my ass. Oh fuck it felt so degrading being used by these two. The guy up my cunt was leaning against the wall. The guy up my ass was really starting to fuck my asshole.

I could feel both their cocks inside me. I was moaning, “cum inside me guys please.”

“Oh you dirty bitch, Gary told me you were a good fuck but I never thought you let us fuck you like this, in front of an audience as well.”

I opened my eyes and looked, there were about twenty people watching. Some girls were openly wanking guys off as they watched me. D had Sandra holding his cock.

I was so fucking turned on. I felt my orgasm approaching.

“That’s it guys fuck me, use me, cum in me. Oh fuck I’m cummmming.”

I orgasmed, my juices squirting out around his cock. They exploded inside me at the same time. My cunt and ass filled with spunk. He released his grip under my thighs, their cocks pulled out of my holes as they lowered me down.

I was stood there, cum running out of both holes, a big smile on my face.

Before I could move Gary stepped forward and lifted me up again, his cock slid easily in my cunt.

“Want some more Anna?”

“As much as you want to fucking give me.”

I was soon being fucked in both holes again. I was cumming over and over. I felt one cock slip out my ass.

“No, put it back in me, please.”

He did but in my cunt alongside Garys cock. My cunt had two cocks in it, stretching my vagina.

They both shot their loads in my filled cunt. As I was let down again, I saw D was fucking Sandra again. He had her up against the wall, her legs were around his waist. I stood and watched as cum was running down my thighs.

I looked around, people were engaged in all sorts of sex, one girl was getting spit roasted, another was sucking a couple of guys off.

I walked back to our table, stopping to get a drink on the way. The barman smiled.

“On the house,” he said.

I sat down, putting a bar towel under me. I looked down as cum was still leaking out of me. I used my fingers to gather some and put my fingers in my mouth, tasting the spunk.

The barman arrived, picking up empty glasses. He watched me tasting my juices and cum.

He unzipped himself and put his cock straight in my mouth. I was sucking him off as the others drifted back to our table.

I felt the first load hit the back of my throat, he pulled his cock out and jerked the rest of his cum on my face and tits.

“Thank you,” I said.

Sandra and another girl started rubbing his cum over my tits.

“Don’t pinch my nipples please, or I will cum again.”

Sandra was soon sucking on my nipples, the other girl pushed my legs open and was eating my cunt, sucking all the cum out of me. I orgasmed immediately.

Gary was talking to D as I got up and went outside for a cigarette. There was a grassy area in front of the clubhouse. I lit my cigarette.

I had nearly finished when three guys appeared.

“Look at her, dirty bitch, showing all she has got, I bet she’s up for.”

I tried to ignore them, but with tits out and my twisted skirt hiding nothing I guess I did.

I just smiled as I went to walk past them back into the club.

“Come on love, give us kiss, or a blow job,” one said as he took his cock out. I felt a twinge in my cunt as I saw the size of it. It had to be at least ten inches long. Bigger than any I’d had that night.

I stopped, I felt my hand reach out, I caught hold of it.

“That’s it love, stroke it, it won’t harm you.”

As I looked at my hand rubbing his cock, it grew harder. I felt my ass being felt, a hand was pushing between my thighs. I felt my legs open. The hand was rubbing my hairy cunt. Some fingers went inside me.

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Disclaimer: Adultery, betrayal, non-consent. A lot of things here that people might not like. Proceed with caution.

*****

My name is Alex, and I’m a freak. I’m 27 years old, and I’ve felt like a freak for over half my life.

It started when I was maybe twelve years old. I slowly began to develop strange abilities, so slowly that I didn’t even realize my perception was changing. At first, I began noticing people’s desires. Not reading their thoughts or anything so specific, just a general sense of a want. I’d be in line for fast food, and I’d suddenly have a strong notion of what the person in front of me wanted. Every time, my instinct would be correct, and they would order what I guessed.

I didn’t realize what was developing until specific thoughts started leaping into my head, especially thoughts driven by great emotion. I could see angry outbursts coming seconds before they happened. I started to use the information in subtle ways, like not being in the room seconds before my dad lost his temper.

As the power developed, I started taking advantage of it. I would ask out a girl, and if I sensed a negative answer was coming, I would claim I was joking and walk away. Cowardly teenager shit. But I avoided a lot of embarrassment.

When I left home and went to university, the excitement and stress of the new environment created an explosion of new ability. On my first night in dorms, I woke with a start at 1 am. I stumbled from my bed. My body felt light and airy. I wandered to the door and into the hall. I turned and looked back at the door, realizing I couldn’t remember opening it. I drifted down the hall in a daze, through the fire door at the end of the hall (again, without opening it) and floated down the stairs. As I got further and further from my room, I got sleepier and sleepier. By the time I got to the lobby of my building I was almost unconscious. I passed a couple of students sneaking into the building after hours, but they didn’t even acknowledge my presence. I exited the building… and ceased to be.

I woke the next morning convinced it was a dream, until I heard about a couple of students getting caught sneaking into the building after hours. From that moment on, I became obsessed with my powers. I started researching astral projection, and I practiced it nightly. Within a month I had explored every room in my building, knew which students were hard-studying night owls, and which students were proficient at sneaking girls back to their rooms. I doubtlessly would have become quite the peeping tom, but my building only had boys dorms, and I discovered that the further I got from my body the weaker I became. So I limited my exploration to my own building.

By the time I finished university, I would spend a few hours out of every night astral projecting. Sometimes I would sit in another student’s room while they watched TV. I appreciated the company, even if they didn’t know I was there. Sometimes I would float outside my dorm window, letting myself drift in the sky, inching further and further away from my room, until eventually my form lost cohesion and I returned to my sleeping body.

When I was 24 I got married. Her name was Kim, and we met in a chem class. We became lab partners, and then life partners. Kim was everything I wasn’t. Kim was short, almost a foot shorter than my lanky six foot three frame. Where my hair was flat and messy, Kim had beautiful, bouncy curls, almost a natural perm. Where I was quiet and reserved from a lifetime of fear of being discovered as a freak, Kim was friendly and outgoing. What she saw in me, I can only guess. Perhaps my natural quietness was soothing for her in her busy life. Regardless, she chose me and I was grateful. We married shortly after university, and it wasn’t long after that I experienced another shift in my abilities.

During our first year of marriage, I noticed that I was dreaming about my wife a lot, vivid and real-feeling. The dreams could take place anywhere, but felt as normal and grounded as if I were in my own living room. One fantastic dream saw us making love against the railing at the top of the Eiffel Tower, while onlookers smiled and offered encouragement. The next morning at breakfast, my wife gushed to me about her vivid dream, and I almost choked on my toast.

I began experimenting with this strange new ability, and my wife was my test subject. I would enter her dreams, spend some time with her. I would try talking to her, telling her untrue “facts” about myself, and seeing if she recounted these facts during her conscious hours. It turns out her memory of the dreams was sharp, much more accurate and complete than typical dream memories. I also found if I entered her mind early on in the sleep cycle, I could create and choose her dreams for her.

Up until Christmastime of my 27th year, my abuses of power had been relatively small and benign. After that Christmas, the sky was the limit. Or more appropriately, hell was the limit.

*****

My Diyarbakır Escort in-laws showed up at our home a couple weeks before Christmas. My father-in-law, Charlie, had been ill the past few years, and Kim wanted to make sure she had as much time with her folks as possible in case it was their last as a family. Charles’s prostate cancer was currently in remission, but both Kim and her mother Claire were keen to build up a trove of family memories together. So I reluctantly agreed to the extended Christmas stay.

They arrived on a Saturday afternoon when Kim was out at an aqua-fit class. “Alex! You look so handsome!” Claire beamed at me as she rushed forward to give me a hug. I tried to ignore her large breasts squishing against my chest as she clung to me tightly. “It was a hell of a drive. It’s so good to be here finally!” She released me and stepped inside.

Charlie smiled warmly and shook my hand, “Good to see you again, young man.” He looked weaker than before the cancer, but there was colour in his cheeks, and a bit of a spring back in his step.

Kim’s folks were fiftyish and unapologetic ex-hippies. Charles had had a ponytail most of his adult life, until chemo forced him to shave his head. Claire had always had extremely long hair that hung down to her ass, but she had cut it in solidarity with her husband. Now that he was in remission, both of them were growing their hair again. Charlie still looked like he had been ill, but I thought Claire’s short haircut kinda suited her.

I closed the door and offered to take their coats. As I opened the hall closet, I felt a rush of powerful emotion overwhelm me. I staggered slightly as I reached for the door frame to steady myself.

It was lust.

I turned just in time to catch Claire’s eyes flick away from staring at my ass. Claire was attracted to me?? It was an unexpected and pleasing sensation.

As quick as the wave of lust came, it was replaced with an equally powerful wave of guilt as Claire turned towards her husband and started helping him with his coat. I could see suddenly how much of a toll the cancer had taken on their marriage. Whatever ways Charlie had recovered, sexually was not one of them.

Charlie yawned, “If it’s all right with you, I’ll have a little lie down on the couch. It was a long drive.”

“Of course,” I said sympathetically, “You must be drained.”

Claire smiled gently at her husband as he wandered into the living room. Then she turned to me and said perkily, “Ok, Alex, make me a coffee and give me an update on everything!”

I busied myself in the kitchen making coffee while Claire hopped on a bar stool, leaning against the island. As I ground the coffee, I felt a swell of lust surge from Claire again, and I smiled to myself. She must be staring at my ass again. I reached around and cupped my ass cheek under the guise of scratching it, and was rewarded with another surge of arousal. I had never experienced anything like this level of desire before, not from anybody, including Kim. It was both funny and an incredible turn on.

While the coffee brewed I turned around and looked Claire in the eye. “So Claire,” I said, not breaking eye contact, “How have you been lately?” I smiled sympathetically, knowing things had been rough for them. She swallowed awkwardly. I could feel her arousal was being maintained by the eye contact, and I held it for fun.

“Well, you know, remission is great,” Claire said carefully, “Charlie has been doing MUCH better these days. Still recovering his energy, but it’s night and day difference from just a few months ago.”

“Of course,” I nodded and smiled, letting my hand “absent-mindedly” scratch and adjust my balls slightly. “I was so happy to hear the good news. It must be such a relief.”

There was a rush of anxiety from Claire, and her cheeks reddened as she shifted in her seat. I tried to pinpoint the anxiety, and then realized suddenly: she’s uncomfortable because she’s WET.

“It… uh… is a great relief, yes. Now we just need to get his energy back up.”

“Of course,” I replied, never breaking eye contact, “You must have all kinds of activities planned for once he’s got his strength back.”

Claire looked down self-consciously, “Yes… uh… for sure.” The eye contact and innuendo were having the desired effect, I thought. Claire’s cunt must be sopping by now. “Can you excuse me for a minute?” Claire got up from the bar stool and quickly made her way to the bathroom. I heard the door shut, and the latch click.

I poured two cups of coffee, took a sip of mine, and then carefully reached out with my mind. Her arousal surged again. I’d felt similar waves of pleasure while making love to Kim before, and knew now that Claire was masturbating. In our bathroom. Because of me.

At this point, I was hopelessly lost in lust for Claire myself. And I had to spend the whole Christmas season with her.

*****

Dinner that night was a joyous affair. Kim Diyarbakır Escort Bayan hadn’t seen her parents in almost six months, and her last visit with them was during the heart of Charlie’s chemo. We ate, we laughed, we drank (except for Charlie) way too much, We even played charades, my least favourite game, and I managed to have a half-decent time playing it, although that had more to do with Claire and her substantial libido.

Whatever she had gotten out of her system that afternoon had regrouped and surged back in full force. When it was my turn to act out, I could feel her desire swell. I caught her glancing at my crotch a couple of times, and once she even bit her lip as she stared at me intently. Her lustful attention started provoking a reaction in me, and I suddenly found myself with an unwanted mid-charades erection. I hastily tried to get them to say “William Shakespeare,” while I turned my torso slightly to the side, trying to hide my bulge.

Thankfully, I made it through the game embarrassment-free. We said good-night to Charlie and Claire and headed to bed. Kim and I were both more than a little drunk when we crawled into bed. Kim grinned sleepily at me as she pulled up the covers around her neck.

“See you in my dreams, my love,” she murmured happily. She was so accustomed to dreaming about me that it no longer struck her as odd. When I first started entering her dreams, she would often comment about how often she dreamed of me. Now, it was her normal. She closed her eyes and mumbled, “Maybe we’ll meet up on the French Riviera.” I had frequently acquiesced to her location requests in the past, so she now thought that talking about her dream location was what caused it to come true.

Tonight, my wife would not get to visit the French Riviera.

I allowed sleep to take me quickly, and shortly after my astral body formed next to my bed. I floated through the door into the hallway, and drifted down to the guest bedroom. Inside, Claire and Charlie were both sleeping, and I wondered if I was too late to create her dreams. I closed my eyes, and let my astral form dissipate as my mind searched for Claire’s subconscious.

Blackness surrounded me. I could feel Claire’s energy all around me, and I slowly began to form a reality for us to inhabit. Inky nothingness gave way to floors and walls, to chairs, cabinets and appliances. The void slowly took the shape of our kitchen, and as it formed to cohesion, I populated it with dreamtime versions of Kim and Charlie, sitting at the kitchen table together having breakfast. I gave them the ability to sit and eat and smile, and do nothing else.

Finally, when the last wisps of emptiness were covered by the dream facade, I pulled in Claire’s subconscious, wrapped her in a bathrobe and nothing else, and placed her at the kitchen sink, washing dishes.

I entered the kitchen myself, wearing only boxers, and said “Good morning!” to them all.

Kim and Charlie looked up at me from their breakfasts, smiled, and went back to eating.

“Alex!” said Claire, “You’re just in time for breakfast!”

I walked up behind Claire, close enough to whisper in her ear. “You aren’t eating breakfast,” I said, and I kissed her cheek.

Claire sucked in a breath, “Oh Alex, you startled me,” she giggled. “Well, there are all these dishes to do.” She gestured to a comically large pile of dishes I had created to keep her busy.

My hands slowly slid around her waist as I closed the remaining gap between our bodies. “Don’t let me keep you from your work,” I whispered, and I bent down and kissed her neck.

Claire tilted her head to allow my mouth better access to her neck. “Mmm,” Claire moaned, “This is making it difficult.”

My hands grasped the belt of the bathrobe and pulled, causing it to fall open.

“Oh Alex,” smiled Claire, “You naughty boy.” My hands roamed up to her now exposed breasts. My mouth continued ravishing her neck.

Claire looked over at the table at Kim and Charlie, and said “Do you think they will mind?” They both looked up at her, smiled, and returned to their food.

“I guess not,” Claire laughed, and grabbed the back of my head, running her fingers through my hair as my teeth nibbled her earlobe. My hands pawed at her tits, and I ground my crotch into her ass, with her ass happily grinding back.

“Claire,” I said, matter-of-factly, “I’m going to fuck you right here and now. Don’t stop doing the dishes, no matter what.” I wanted to see just how much control over her I had.

“Yes sir!” Claire said with a mock salute, and she bent herself over the sink and started scrubbing a particularly large pot.

I pulled the back of her robe up over her copious ass, fished my cock out of my boxers, and lined up my swollen dick with her weeping cunt. I dragged it back and forth across her opening. She wiggled her ass back and forth expectantly as she scrubbed furiously.

I was tired of my dream wife and father-in-law being Escort Diyarbakır brainless mutes, so I gave them a modicum of free will and the ability to talk. They began making chitchat with each other as I pushed the head of my cock inside Claire. She groaned loudly, and both Kim and Charlie looked up.

“What are you two doing?” asked Charlie innocently.

“The dishes,” I said, and slammed my cock home. Claire screamed in surprise.

I grabbed Claire’s hips, and began fucking her nice and slowly, and looked back over my shoulder at wife and father-in-law. “And each other,” I added.

Kim and Charlie smiled and nodded and went back to their breakfasts. They were still basically mindless. I had so little experience controlling dream figments, and these two were proof that I needed more practice. I reached inside their minds and eased in more situational awareness, and some jealousy for good measure.

My pelvis was smacking Claire’s ass hard. THWUP THWUP THWUP. Claire was grunting and sweating as she tried desperately to continue washing the dishes.

“Hey!” I shouted at Kim and Charlie, their heads snapped up. “Kim, I’m fucking your mom! Charlie, I’m fucking your wife!”

This time their eyes gleamed with awareness, and expressions of concern crossed their faces.

“Mom?” Kim asked, confused, “What is going on? What are you doing?”

“Honey?” Charlie rubbed his forehead, “Are you OK over there?”

Better, I thought. Good little automatons.

I leaned over, cupping Claire’s tits, and growled in her ear. “OK, forget the fucking dishes.” Like a spring release, she dropped the pot and turned to face me, her expression pure lust.

“Charlie, sweetie,” she said as she snaked her arms around my neck, “I’m busy right now.” Her mouth met mine and our tongues danced.

Charlie looked confused as he grappled with his weird, half-formed consciousness that I had just created. “But… I don’t want you to do that.”

Kim put her hand on my arm, “Please stop kissing my mother.” I shook her off.

“You two,” I said, pulling my mouth off of Claire’s, which was difficult to say the least as she was holding my hair tightly with her right hand, while her left was stroking my cock. “Just… fuck off. Go to the living room.”

Claire positioned my cock head at her opening, “You two… go…” Claire lifted a leg around my thigh and lowered her cunt onto me. “Fuuuuck…” I moaned. I half carried Claire over to the table and sat her ass on the edge. Kim and Charlie, uncertain and awkward figments, wandered off to the living room, casting worried glances over their shoulders at our mating dance.

The table rocked on two legs as Claire’s weight pulled it off balance.

“Alex, you feel amazing!” Claire panted as I pistoned in and out of her. My hands gripped her thighs as I lifted her off the ground. My dream self was as strong as I wanted, and I carried her effortlessly. Our eyes locked as I held her in my arms, never stopping our glorious fuck.

“Claire, you feel so wonderful,” I said, holding her gaze, “When you wake up, I want you to remember this moment. Can you do that for me?”

Claire looked confused and aroused in equal measure, “Ohhhh fuck, Alex. Whatever you want. Forever and ever, whatever you want.”

“Please pay attention, Claire,” I said, chiding, “This is important. I want you to remember a word. TANGO. Remember TANGO.”

“Tango,” she moaned as she bit my neck, “tango tango tango… fuck me… fuck me…”

“Good girl,” I said and dick still firmly sunken into her cunt, carried her out of the kitchen and into the living room. Then I stopped dead.

Kim and her dad were on the floor. They were both naked. Kim was lying on her back, legs splayed wide, and Charlie was between her thighs. Kim’s hands were on his shoulders, and sweat was dripping from Charlie’s face and landing on Kim’s breasts.

They were, of course, fucking.

It was robotic and unnatural looking, but it was definitely fucking. Charlie was slowly feeding his dick in and out of his daughter’s cunt. Kim was moaning quietly, mimicking the sounds she had just heard her mother emit.

SHIT, I thought, THEY’RE DOING WHAT I TOLD THEM TO DO. I TOLD THEM TO FUCK.

Claire noticed I had stopped dead in my tracks, and she looked over her shoulder. Seeing her husband and daughter mid-coitus, her eyes widened and she screamed, thrashing off me and falling to the floor. Kim and Charlie looked terrified and confused, stopping mid-fuck, Charlie balls deep inside his daughter.

FUCK, I cursed myself for my stupidity, and collapsed the dream reality. The Kim and Charlie apparitions dissipated instantly, and the room quickly lost cohesion, the furniture and walls disappearing in swirls of black nothingness. I abandoned the dream and woke up instantly.

I lifted my head off my pillow. I had a giant erection and I was covered in sweat.

In the stillness and quiet of those early morning hours, I finished myself off, took a shower, and returned to bed.

*****

Claire came downstairs later than everyone else. She found me making coffee, and Kim and Charlie sitting at the breakfast table. She gave them a strange look, like their positioning was jarring her memory. She shook her head, sighed, and wandered over to me.

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Just a moment before the sound of the phone woke me up, I clearly remember staring into a pair of eyes and a gorgeous set of lips between my open legs. I couldn’t make out the girl, but she was striking, at least in my recollection of her. I certainly didn’t know who she was, but I expected her to stick my hard cock in her mouth. Such a dream came to an end with the sound of the telephone. I opened my eyes and reached for the phone to look at the caller id and immediately recognized that was mom calling. With my cock still hard in the erotic dream, I answered the phone.

“Hi, mom!”

“Matt, where are you two? Are you on the road?” The mother asked and she seemed a bit worried.

“No mom, we will be hitting the road in a few minutes.”

“Where is Brit? I sent both of you a few text messages and neither one of you answered. Is she still coming home with you?”

“I think so. Let me get a hold of her and have her call you. She said that she wants to ride with me last night.”

“I hope you know that a massive storm is coming from the North and they are predicting everything from hail, slush, and ice to heavy snow by tonight. If you can’t get home before the storm hits, stay put. We can celebrate sometime later.” Mom advised. Shit, I vaguely remember hearing about the storm moving in from the Canadian side, and from what I could remember, it wasn’t expected to move too far down south to disturb our drive home, which is about a six-to-seven-hour drive north on the interstate.

“I know, I know mom, we have plenty of time to get home before the storm. Don’t worry. We’ll see you tonight.” I said to comfort her, although I haven’t checked the latest weather forecast to know what to expect. I swiftly sent a message to Britney asking her to be ready in 15 minutes and, took a quick shower. With my balls still sore from the dream, I drifted back to what could have been a wet dream that could easily have caused me to flare up like a volcano. I haven’t had such a wet dream in years, and I haven’t wet my sheets since my teenage years. I stayed under lukewarm water for a few minutes, then dressed, stuffed a few pieces of clothes into my backpack, and drove to my sister Britney’s place to pick her up. While driving, I called Brit to let her know that I was on my way and there was no answer, but I drove to the apartment complex where she shares a room with another university student since it was only five minutes from where I was. After parking the car, I called again, but no answer.

I sat in the car and checked the weather forecast. Mom was right, a big storm is on the radar and moving south over the great lakes. I thought for a moment if I should call mom to let her know that we would wait out the storm and head home the next day, but I felt somewhat confident that we could get there before the worst part of the storm moves in, since the storm front is expected to bring rain. In my guestimate, I was certain that we could get home safely before the worst part of the storm.

It was unusual for us to go home between the Thanksgiving holidays and Christmas, but Mom wanted to have a family reunion for Dad’s fiftieth birthday. Yes, the guy after all that finances, our college education. Typically for Thanksgiving and Christmas, I drive my car with buddies or get a ride from one while Brit does the same. Because Brit’s car was not in good condition, she asked if we could ride together in my car. Knowing Brit, I was certain that she would try to sweet-talk dad into buying her another car or talk him into taking the truck that he seldom uses. Not to be outdone, I had planned on showing him my cat tires that wouldn’t last through another winter to see if he would offer any help buying a new pair.

I called Brit once again before driving home without her. This time she finally answered the phone.

“Hey, Matt….” She sounded as if she was gasping for air.

“Why the fuck aren’t you answering the phone? Where are you? Are you going home with me or not?” I fumed.

“Ugh… Sorry, Matt, I am at Rick’s. Can you pick me up from there?”

“Shit, don’t you know that we are already late? I’ll be there in five minutes, so wait for me outside. I yelled as I turned the car around to drive to her boyfriend’s place.

Brit, my sister who was in her third year at the U has been seeing Rick for about six months now from what I can remember. I never liked the guy, but I cannot pinpoint why I dislike him. Perhaps his long hair could be his earring or his appearance altogether. My sister Brit thought he was cute and a good musician. I know the skumbag can play the guitar in his sleep. For Brit’s sake, I hoped that their relationship wasn’t anything serious because Rick would have a tough time fitting into our family. Then again, who am I to judge? Here I am at the same U with Brit spending my fifth year still trying to get my bachelor’s degree.

As I turned the corner into the street where Rick lives, I saw Brit waiting for me at the curb. “Bitch” I said Didim Escort out loud approaching her. Brit never used to dress like the way she was dressed. She was in a short dress, knee-high boots, and a small shawl covering her shoulders. As she turned, I noticed a small backpack purse hanging on her back. It wasn’t cold, but it was brisk even at eleven o’clock in the morning. I had no idea how she changed her attire from being ladylike to slut like.

“Get in we are already late.” I yelled opening the passenger side door for her.

“Sorry Matt…” Brit hopped in and sat moving her backpack purse to the back seat. “I am starved. Can we grab something to eat and pick up a few pieces of clothes from my apartment before we get on the freeway?” Brit asked giving me her best innocent puppy look.

“BRIT! We are already late, and you know that there is a huge storm moving in, right? Besides, didn’t your boyfriend feed you this morning?” I said, showing my rage. “You can spend another six hours in your stinky clothes till we get home.”

“He would have fed me well if you were five minutes late.” Brit said and giggled. I immediately knew what she meant by that remembering the heavy breathing that I heard when we spoke on the phone. She must have been fucking him…

“Right, what was he going to feed you? A protein drink from his small dick?

She giggled again. “Now that you mentioned that that could have worked, I guess. But seriously, can we grab something and eat while we drive? I am starving…” Brit pleaded.

“Just this one time. You point at a fast-food place between here and the entrance to the freeway. After that, we’ll make only a single stop for gas and pee.” I said since I was also hungry and did not want to make multiple stops along the way. “There is Marco’s on the way if you want a burrito or a taco. There are a few sandwich places, but none of them have drive-thru windows. Do you feel like having Mexican food?” I added.

“Sounds good to me if they serve margaritas with burritos.” She chuckled. “Marco’s it is.”

I pulled over and ordered a couple of soft tacos for myself and Brit ordered a burrito. Once we approached the pick-up window, Brit offered to pay and she got off her seat and leaned over me to pay, brushing her breasts along my chest and face. Her clothe-clad breasts felt told me she had no bra under her dress. I felt a bit uncomfortable with the way she pushed her breasts onto me. Without intending I had to turn and take a look at her. She looked at me and smiled. Knowing Brit, she has always been a bit of a tease and a flirt. Other than typical sibling jokes and horseplay, she has never pressed her breast on me in the past.

“What?” Brit laughed.

“You could have given the money to me to pay instead of getting all over me.” I groaned.

Brit gave me a Sarcastic look and a smile and said, “Oh… sorry. Do you want me to hand over your tacos? Can you eat while you drive?”

“Sure!” I said, taking a taco in my hand as soon as we entered the freeway. Brit waited until I was done with my meal to start on hers. From a corner of my eye, I could see Brit carefully unwrapping the paper around her burrito leaving the topmost part open for her to bite into. She was halfway into her burrito when I hit a pothole. Brit yelled; “OHHH… FUCK” and when I turned to look, what I saw was that part of her burrito had fallen on the uncovered part of her thighs and in between them onto the seat turning into a fiesta bowl.

“Fucking shit” Brit yelled, throwing the rest of the burrito into a sack and searching for paper towels to wipe the food off her thighs and the seat. I couldn’t help but laugh, turning my eyes back and forth between the road and her. She parted her legs wide open, raising her short dress further up to clean the mess. I just couldn’t believe how a skinny girl who a few years ago had broomsticks for legs could develop such flowless thighs. They were creamy, not so plumb, but thick enough for my taste. I had seen her legs and thighs before when she wore short dresses or swimsuits, but in this context, they had a different beauty.

“Why the fuck are you laughing?” She fumed displaying her anger.

“I wasn’t laughing,” I said and asked, “Do you want me to pull over at the next rest area or gas station to clean up and change?’

“It was all your fault. You hit that pothole purposely” Brit said while still trying to clean off her inner thighs with a paper towel soaked in water. “No, we can go a little further and stop when you need gas. Remember, I didn’t bring any clothes and you refused to stop by to pick some up.” Brit reminded me. “That’s ok,” she said. “I have enough at home. And stop staring at my legs.” She smiled.

“Staring at your broomsticks? Like you have something to even see? But you better cover those broomsticks before we get stopped by cops for indecent exposure.” I gave a sarcastic laugh.

“Maybe you never noticed that those broomsticks turned into legs Didim Escort Bayan guys would pay to see” She chuckled lifting her dress a little more and mocking.

I said “Alright, we’ll stop in about an hour. We still have a little over three and a half hours of driving to do” to start to concentrate on the road since the sky began to open with a sprinkle. I knew it would soon develop into something more than a little rain. We drove quietly for a while before Brit broke the silence by getting into a topic had had no desire to talk about. Out of the blue, she asked:

“So, have you seen Sarah since the last episode?”

“NO. And I don’t even want to talk about her.”

“Understood. But I know you are still in pain, and I think you should open up and let it out. If you can’t talk to me, you should talk to someone. Believe me, I know what you are putting yourself through and I see how much you have changed since that day.”

“Now listen Brit. You may think that you are the second coming of Sigmund Freud just because your major is psychology. I don’t have any issues or trash that I want you to analyze, got it?”

“That’s what you think Matt. Do you even realize how you have been behaving since you broke up with Sarah? You are angry almost always at everything and everybody. You seem restless and at the edge. For a moment, when you are your old self, you are the sweetest guy on earth. Then you snap into that wired mood and restless Matt. Even your friends told me that you have been getting ticked off for nothing.” I took a deep breath and puffed it out loudly not wanting to respond to my little sister Brit.

Brit was right. As much as I tried to forget Sarah, I often found myself still thinking about Sarah and living in the past. I sometimes even asked myself if I should forget about what she did to me and try to mend things up, but my pride and inability to forget and forgive got in the way. I know I am too proud to forget or forgive. How could the girl that I dated since my junior year in the university fuck me all night and soon as I left, fuck my friend in my bed? Skimming through my memory, Sarah spent that night with me in my room. When I got up to go to my lectures, she even made breakfast for me and decided to remain in the apartment that I rented with Frank. Having forgotten to read emails the night before, I only found that the lecture was rescheduled due to an issue with the facility when I arrived at the lecture hall, and I swiftly returned to my place hoping to cuddle up and spend the rest of the day with Sarah. But I found something that I couldn’t have expected in my nastiest dreams. As I approached my room, I heard a sound of loud moaning coming from the direction of my room and the first thing that crossed my mind was that Sarah was probably fingering herself. Then again, I wondered if she heard me entering the place and made the noise to get me to arouse. In any case, I approached the room slowly and peeked in. I just couldn’t believe what I saw. My dear Sarah was on her knees and elbows on my bed, while my best buddy fucking her vigorously from behind, doggy style. I was shocked and dumbfounded. I froze and stared at them as a soulless dummy for a minute or two. Up to now, I don’t know how I refrained from causing any bodily harm to either one of them. But I have no regrets. I turned around and went to the small living area and sat and waited for them to finish their business and come out.

It was several minutes later that Sarah came out of my room to head toward the shared bathroom down the hallway. She was shocked to see me and only managed to ask, “How long have you been there?” I looked at her but didn’t answer her. I heard Frank running to his room and shutting the door locked. At that moment, I left the apartment and drove home, and stayed home for a few days. I told mom and dad that I didn’t have classes for a few days, and they happily accepted my excuse for being home.

“Matt!” Brit called to get me off my trance.

“What?”

“You may hate me for saying this. Brutal as is, I think you are still hurt, and you need to find an outlet to come off it.” Brit spoke.

“What are you? My mother now?” I shouted at Brit. “Alright, That’s enough Brit. I see you have a point, but we need to get home before this rain turns into a bloody mess. Do me a favor and check the weather in the Menomonee area. Will be getting there in about an hour and a half.”

“See what I have been telling you…. You are just getting your frustration out of other people and hurting yourself at the same time. Man, you need to calm down man!” Brit said while opening the weather app on her phone. “Holy shit. Menomonee area is already getting freezing rain and the forecast says it will turn into heavy snow with winds blowing 30-350 miles per hour. It says that further up on the interstate is already getting hit with snow and they are expecting 4 to 8 inches of snow.” Brit was fearful and her face spoke vividly of her fear Escort Didim by stretching her lips horizontally and backward towards the ears while her eyebrows rosed and drawn together, producing wrinkles on the forehead. “Yucky”

“No kidding, some of those raindrops turning into slush. I hope we can still make it.” I said but doubted if we can even get near the home if the storm gets worse. One option that we had was to turn around and go back, but we had already passed the midpoint, therefore the fast-moving storm will still chase us and catch up with us. When we reached a high point on the freeway, what we saw was a very dark sky waiting to welcome us.

The snow kept falling heavier and heavier, and the temperature must have dropped like a rocket because the tips of the windshield wipers on my car started to freeze. As the ice accumulated, it lifted the ends of the wipers off the windshield and scraped back and forth with each pass. I couldn’t see 2 feet in front of my face. I started getting nauseous from focusing on the road and because I couldn’t see, I ended up driving on the left lane accidentally where a truck going a bit faster nearly hit me.

My car started skidding to the left and right. Having driven on slippery roads, I knew not to apply the brakes when the car started to skid. Nerve-racking as it was, I tried my best to take the foot off the gas and navigate to control the vehicle. Worn-off tires were not much of help under these road conditions causing the car to lose control and go over the shoulder.

Eventually, I found myself hunched over the steering wheel, peering through the only remaining portion of the windshield that still offered any visibility, staring at the taillights of the big rig in front of us. I stayed in that position for about 45 minutes but may not have driven more than twenty or twenty-five miles.

“Did you notice less, and fewer vehicles are heading north now?” Brit asked.

“Yes, Brit. Do you feel it is getting colder and colder inside the car? Luckily for you, my heater doesn’t work that well, but I’ll turn it on anyway.” I smirked, looking at her fold her arms across her chest. Then, within minutes, the wind picked up without a warning. The next minute, the sky darkened, ominous, and spitting hail down in bucket loads. At that stage, I was tempted to pull off the freeway, but there was no place to go. Knowing the visibility of other drivers may have been impaired due to the falling hail and slush, I knew better than to pull over, but there was no exit on site, and I knew the next exit may not be for at least another ten miles.

“What do we do now?” Brit was panicking. “I saw a bunch of trucks pulling off the freeway at the last exit. Is it really going to get worse?”

“Dammit Brit, why don’t you use some common sense? Do you feel it is getting colder and colder inside the car? Do you see how my nose is almost touching the windshield? Do you know why? Because I cannot see a fucking thing in front of me. Luckily for you, my heater doesn’t work so you can freeze your ass while I am struggling to drive in this wind and fucking snow.” I growled. Turning the corner around a hill, I could see the valley below was covered with the darker sky, and without a doubt, I could tell the area was getting hammered with heavy snow. After driving through rain, hail, slush, hail again, and back to snow, I was ready to give up.

“What do we do now?” Brit was panicking.

“Brit!, shut the fuck up. Here I am trying to drive when I can hardly see a few feet in front of me and I can’t come over to baby you. If you are scared, put your head between your legs and pray.” Again, I yelled and Brit, and soon after the words escaped my mouth, I felt bad for the way I yelled at my little sister.

“You fucking moron! What the fuck happened to that nice and sweet brother, I once had? What’s your fucking problem, Matt? I’ll tell you what your problem is… You are still living in a world with that bitch Sarah, the same bitch who took your friend’s dick in her ass on your own bed. Subconsciously, you want to be faithful to her, but what you need is to get laid and empty your fucking ball and let yourself free. Now, knock that off or drop me off at the nearest exit and I’ll call dad to come and pick me up.” Brit was furious and she yelled and then sobbed, looking out of the window.

I felt remorse for the undue verbal assault aimed at my sister. I have hurt myself by hurting my sister, my only sibling, and a friend. I regret every word that I said and couldn’t believe that I stooped so low.

“I am sorry Brit!” I said, reaching and bringing her hand to my lips to kiss it.

“I know it is a tough drive. I stay quiet while you drive.” Brit hissed.

“That’s ok, we can talk. Brit’s phone rang before I could complete my sentence. It appears as if it was dad calling and after responding with several “Yes’s'”, Brit said; “Hold on dad, let me ask Matt.”. Then turning to me Brit said “Dad says that west of the St Croix River is a mess with nearly five inches of shifting snow already. He also said that there are multiple road closures and accidents. He wants us to find a place to stay safe and come when the storm clears tomorrow or if it is possible to turn around and go back”.

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Not long after I turned eighteen I started dating a guy, but for him I was sadly still a virgin. A virgin in practically every sense of the word. I’d kissed multiple guys and let two feel my tits under my t-shirt, but apart from that I hadn’t progressed or let them progress any further with my body. I masturbated frequently and watched porn for educational purposes, which of course resulted in me rubbing and fingering my pussy until it was satisfied.

My boyfriend Josh was not a virgin, so inevitably he soon started trying to go further than feeling my tits. In fact, I let him go further than any other guy before him. After a few weeks of dating he had me in the back of his car with my t-shirt up and my bra unclasped. As we kissed he seduced me into that position before I let him bury his head in my cleavage and suck on my aching nipples.

A week later we were laying on his bed watching a movie when pretty much the same scenario played out. Only this time I let him go a lot further. Josh had my dress up as his hand rubbed my mound over my panties. It was the hottest I’d ever felt with a guy.

Naturally, I rubbed my hand across the front of his jogging bottoms. His cock was rock hard. He laughed whilst I sniggered and moaned. Josh then slipped his hand inside my panties and rubbed my clit with the tip of his finger. That was amazing, even if he wasn’t as good as me doing it to myself.

Moaning and squirming on his bed, I soon copied and had Josh’s thick cock in my hand for the first time. Any cock in fact. I loved how hard and soft it felt at the same time. It was especially warm and pulsing as if it had a life of its own.

Josh then pulled his hand from my panties and arched his back. In one swift action he had his joggers and boxers pulled down. His cock sprang free and I stopped giggling.

Suddenly, I was nervous as well as excited. Josh made it worse though when we started kissing again, only for him to start trying to push me south. I knew what he wanted but I couldn’t do it. Not because I didn’t want to put his cock in my mouth, but because I was scared of doing it all wrong.

I shook my head and told him I was sorry. Josh sighed in frustration. Feeling as though I had ruined the moment, I turned away feeling stupid. Josh quickly sensed my hurt and cuddled me. He said all the bullshit lines that teenage boys say to their teenage girlfriends when all they want to do is cum.

As we cuddled and kissed I knew I had to make him cum. I felt it was only fair when in reality I didn’t owe him anything. I smoothed down my dress and slid the straps from my shoulders. I then unclasped my bra and totally exposed my soft, firm tits for the first time. Josh groaned at my D cups and my heart began to race.

I took his cock in my hand as he took my tits in his and I began to work my wrist up and down. Thinking back he was probably a good six inches with girth. Despite my nerves I enjoyed watching him craving my body. I also enjoyed listening to his groans as he neared his climax.

When it happened, Josh released my tits from his hands and my rock hard, saliva coated nipples from his mouth, and fell flat on his back.

“Here it comes!” he groaned. “Do it over your tits, babe!” he urged me.

Curious to feel cum on my body anyway, I moved down the bed and aimed his cock at my chest. I stroked a little faster before thick jets of cum erupted from his cock and splashed across my waiting tits.

It was just as messy and fun as I always imagined and hoped it would be. I knew it wouldn’t be long before I gave Josh my virginity.

Before that however, I knew I had to find the confidence and learn the skills to confidently give him a blowjob. I was desperate to let him put his head between my legs. It wouldn’t be fair if I wasn’t going to do the same for him.

During the weeks I was dating Josh I accidentally walked in on my twenty-four old brother Rhys getting a blowjob from his twenty-one-year-old girlfriend Layla. Thankfully, they hadn’t heard me come in, or duck dive back out again.

The horny couple were in my parents lounge. Rhys was sat in the middle of the sofa with his pants around his ankles, while Layla rested Didim Escort topless on her knees giving a performance worthy of being in a porn film.

I wasn’t turned on by the sight of my brother and his big cock, as he filled the lounge with his groans and constant “fuck yes’!” No, I was immediately aroused by the sight of his gorgeous girlfriend clearly enjoying every second of having his cock in her mouth.

Layla deep throated my brother. She licked and sucked his balls and licked every inch of his cock. She also had the most devilish look in her eyes and the most proudest of smiles on her face. She wasn’t nervous or lacking in confidence at all.

Hiding around the side of the door frame, I quietly watched as my heart began to beat faster which each passing second. I don’t know how long they had been at it, but shortly after I had started watching them, my brother grabbed the back of Layla’s head and pulled it forcefully downwards. She seemed to gag before my brother groaned like an animal. I knew my brother was ejaculating into her mouth.

The next part, the part I feared most about giving a guy a blowjob, was what to do with his cum? Layla continued with the blowjob but I could see her throat moving as if she were swallowing. She didn’t stop until my brother calmed down and told her how she was the best cocksucker he’d ever known. How romantic, I thought. Sarcastically of course.

I quietly turned and tiptoed up the stairs and into my bedroom. I immediately started giggling at the realisation I had just watched my older brother getting a blowjob. Gross!

I didn’t tell anybody, certainly not Josh, my brother or Layla. But as I began to want to give Josh a good first blowjob, I began to creep around the house trying to catch my brother and Layla at it again.

Over the course of a month I must have caught them having sex twice and Layla giving my brother head three times. Whenever I and my parents were out they must have been at it every single time. The times I caught them was when I returned home early and quietly crept into the house.

Then one evening, when my mum and dad went out for dinner and drinks, I was sat in the lounge drinking a bottle of Magners cider watching Keeping up with the Kardashians when Layla sauntered in.

“Hey, Chloe,” she smiled. “What you doing?”

“Bingeing on the Kardashians and chilling. Where’s my brother?” I wondered. Layla rarely left his side.

We got on together but we weren’t exactly friends. I’d m known her close to a year that she’d been dating my brother for.

“Can I ask you something?” Layla had a suspicious look about her. It made me wary all of a sudden.

“Sure you can,” I shrugged, before taking a swig of cider.

“Do you like watching us?”

I instantly spat the cider across the room. “What?” I exclaimed, totally in shock.

“I asked if you like watching us. You know, me and your brother getting it on.”

“What the fuck, Layla!” I exclaimed again. “What the hell are you talking about?”

Layla smiled, but she wasn’t buying any of it from me.

“I’ve seen you peeking so don’t act innocent and surprised.”

“But … no … but I …”

“Chill,” she waved her hand at me as if it were no big deal. “I haven’t told your brother. I don’t plan to either. But are you a voyeur?”

“A voyeur?”

“Yeah. A peeping Tom. Do you like to watch people or do you just like watching us?”

“Layla … I … no … I mean … I …”

“Are you a virgin?” she asked, sympathy in her tone.

“Yes,” I shrunk in my seat. “I didn’t mean to watch you guys.”

“How far have you gone with a guy? With Josh?”

“Not very far. He’s fingered me and I’ve given him a handjob but that’s it.”

“Would you say you watch us out of curiosity then?”

I nodded. Full of shame and guilt.

“Come with me,” she said, reaching her hand out. “Quickly finish your drink. You’ll need it,” she smiled.

“Ww… www … wait! Where are you taking me?”

“Just hurry up and follow me. Nothing bad will happen I promise.”

“Bu … but where’s my brother?”

“Don’t worry about him, Chloe. Just finish your cider. Your Didim Escort Bayan brother is tied up with something else.”

“I don’t understand?”

“You will. Now come on!”

Layla was growing agitated with my stuttering and fluttering. I downed the rest of my cider and took her hand. She led me up the stairs and I felt sick heading into my brothers bedroom. I panicked inside but I couldn’t find the strength to pull my hand away, let alone stop myself from walking in.

“Fuck!” I jumped.

“Shhhhh!” Layla scowled at me.

My brother was sat up naked in his bed with his hands tied to the corners in a seated crucifix position. He was also blindfolded with headphones on.

Layla smiled at me. “I’m going to teach you how to give a blowjob, ok?”

I should have run away. What I did was nod my head and step quietly towards my brothers bed.

“He can’t hear us, can he?” I worried.

Layla shook her head no. “He’s listening to music. But keep your voice to a whisper. He thinks I’ve gone to the toilet.”

“You’re so naughty!” I giggled quietly. “Why have you tied him up like that?”

“I like to restrict and tease him. But tonight I wanted to let you watch us properly. No more sneaking and peeking, Chloe. Not tonight anyway. Now take off your t-shirt with me.”

“Why?” I frowned, as Layla pulled her t-shirt over her head.

“Stop questioning everything and just do it. It’s about to get hot in here!” she giggled and winked.

I removed my t-shirt as Layla climbed onto the bed and beckoned me to kneel on the side. Up close and personal with my unsuspecting brother, in just my bra and shorts, I smelt his post shower scent as I looked at his toned body in a whole new light. My brother was hot. But he was still my brother. Gross!

My brothers face then produced an almighty grin the moment Layla climbed onto the bed. His facial expression quickly changed several times as she held his cock and began stroking and licking it.

“Fuck, baby!” he groaned. “I love your touch!”

I watched mesmerised as she licked from his balls to his tip. Her tonguing tracing the underside of his shaft. I then watched in awe as she took the thick dome shaped head between her lips and into her mouth.

“That’s it, baby! Suck my cock. You know how I like it!”

My brother groaned in his restrained position as his cock entered his girlfriends mouth. Layla closed around it and began to bob her head very slowly and softly. From her jaw actions I could tell she was also working her tongue as she moved. My brothers moans grew more urgent.

After a few minutes of this Layla lifted her head and freed her mouth of cock. She then smiled at me and pointed at the tiny drops seeping from the tip of my brothers cock.

“Pre-cum,” she whispered.

“I know,” I giggled, before I watched Layla teasingly remove it with her tongue.

“Your turn,” she said, climbing off the bed.

“No way!” I freaked out.

“Shhhhh! He’ll never know it’s you. Come on! Do you want to learn how to suck dick properly or not!”

Layla was whispering. But her whispered tone was angry and controlling. She definitely would have been shouting if she could.

“But he’s my brother!” I whispered angrily back at her.”

“A cock is a cock,” she reminded me, still stroking my brothers length in her hand.

“Don’t stop now, baby!” my brother whinged.

“Come on, Chloe. Just hold it then. You’ve done that to Josh before.”

“I can’t believe I’m doing this,” I muttered.

“He’ll never know. I promise.”

I swapped positions. Well not really. As Layla let go of my brothers cock I stood up and leaned over. His frustrations went as quickly as they came when my hand replaced Layla’s. Luckily, we weren’t too dissimilar in height and build. I just hoped my brother didn’t notice the change in hands.

“That’s it!” my brother grinned, as my hand wrapped around his cock and my wrist began to move.

Rhys was hard and warm like Josh, but he was a couple of inches bigger and a bit thicker. I closed my eyes and pretended it wasn’t my brothers cock in my hand, but then Layla was suddenly behind me with her hands Escort Didim sliding up my back, smoothing my skin and increasing my senses.

“Don’t stop,” she whispered. I’m just going to remove your bra.”

“But …”

“You’ve seen my tits,” she cut me off. “It’s only fair I get to see yours.”

Despite all of my uncertainty I was aroused. I had a cock in my hand and a woman touching my body for the first time ever. I moved slightly and bit down on my lower lip. This was beyond complete madness and rational behaviour.

I looked at my brother and shivered. But then I realised the pleasure on his face and the twitching of his body was all being caused by me. I felt power. My big brother was helpless and completely unaware that me, his little sister, was stroking his cock.

My bra clasp suddenly broke and my tits fell forward. They hung heavy and my lower back began to ache. Bent over at near nighty degrees with my tits dangling was not comfortable. I decided to hell with it and climbed onto the bed. Layla looked on with a satisfied grin, encouraging me to keep going.

“Now do what I did,” she whispered. “Start at his balls and run your tongue all the way up to the tip.”

I did as instructed and listened as my brother groaned his approval above me. When I reached the tip my instincts took over and I sucked the head into my mouth. Imagining I was kissing a guys mouth. I held his shaft firm and moved my head from side to side, swirling my tongue as I went.

I’d read a lot of advice on blowjobs and watched enough of them online to know in theory what to do, but unexpectedly having my first practical experience with my brother started driving me crazy. To add to that, Layla was standing beside the bed cupping and caressing my tits.

“Urrrrr! That’s it! Keep sucking it, Layla! Get ready to swallow my cum you little slut!”

Layla leaned down to my ear and whispered. “He cum’s hard and fast. It’s thick and very salty. When that first jet hits the back of your throat just relax. You got this.”

Crazy words of encouragement in any situation. But seeing as it was my brothers cum she was preparing me to accept, I felt a sudden desire to rub my clit, but I resisted. I had too much to concentrate on as it was.

My jaw was aching by now. The pain reminded me of sucking on one of those giant gobstoppers. Only this gobstopper was going to release a torrent of cum down my throat.

I sucked faster and harder and stroked a little firmer. Layla let go of my tits and they hung down to rub against my brothers thighs as I writhed about between his spread legs.

“That’s it, slut! Ohhhhhh fuck yes! Do it, Chloe! Suck my cock and swallow my cum!”

My eyes shot wide open. I went to move but Layla put her hand on the back of my head and stopped me.

“Wait until he has stopped cumming and then swallow it in one gulp, as if you were swallowing a shot,” she advised.

I continued sucking and stroking and my brother suddenly got really hard in my mouth. I mean really hard and tense.

Layla continued whispering in my ear and caressing my tits. “You’re doing great. Don’t let him go too far inside your mouth and don’t panic. You got this.”

It all happened so fast. My brother revealing he knew it was me sucking him off. Layla’s advice whispering and lingering in my ear. Then it happened.

“Arggggggh fuck!” my brother erupted verbally and physically at the same time. “Keep it in your mouth, Chloe!”

My brothers cock twitched and jerked before it suddenly paused for a nanosecond. Then this big rush of cum blasted and warmed the back of my throat. I didn’t swallow right away. I remembered Layla’s advice and continued stroking his shaft as I wrapped my lips tighter around his squirting head while more cum rushed into my mouth.

My brother soon calmed down, panting and gasping for breath. His cock stopped twitching and Layla told me to stop before it became too sensitive for him. I was left with a softening cock and a gloopy load of warm, salty cum pooling in my mouth. I glanced at Layla and swallowed it down in one gulp as she smiled and nodded at me.

“Did you enjoy that?” she grinned.

“I have to go!” I told her.

I darted out of the bedroom and straight into mine. I closed and locked the door and didn’t resurface until the following day when my brother and Layla had left the house. I also spent the evening rubbing myself off repeatedly until I fell asleep.

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