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This story happened several years ago when my sister Jenn and I still lived at home.

My family has always been very close and open. Jenn and I have always been able to talk to our parents about anything. My sister and I are also closer than any siblings we have ever known, she isn’t just my sister, she is my best friend. I guess part of our closeness is because we are only 11 months apart in age. We shared a bedroom until we were about ten, our parents tried several times to give us our own rooms but we didn’t want to be separated. Eventually they made us separate. “You two are starting to grow up. Boys and girls need their own space.” They told us on the day they made us move into separate rooms. We both cried for several days. After that either Jenn would sneak into my room or I would sneak into hers and we would sleep together. We needed to be close to each other. Eventually our parents found out. We told them that nothing ever happened and that the door was open so they could check. I don’t guess they minded. They never told us not to sleep together.

In our family room we have three love seats around a big screen TV, set up so all seats have a good view of the screen. One day the four of us were watching movies. Mom and Dad on one love seat, Jenn and I on another. Dad and I had been out of the room for a few minutes getting popcorn and drinks. When we came back Mom and Jenn suddenly stopped talking. There was a very loud awkward silence in the room. Dad and I just stood there looking at them.

“Care to share what you two girls were talking about?” Dad asked.

“Nothing. Just girl talk.” Jenn said.

“Just girl talk huh? Jenn your face is beet red I have never seen you blush like that. Must have been some girl you were talking about.” I said as I sat down next to Jenn. As soon as I sat down Jenn punched me really hard.

“Shut up David.” Jenn was still red and really wanted to forget this and get back to the movie.

“Jenn just asked me what a penis felt like.” As soon as Mom said this Dad started coughing on his drink.

“MOM!” Jenn was turning an even deeper shade of red. I would have probably been laughing at her if I weren’t in shock at the subject.

“Well what did you tell our precious daughter?”

“I told her that there were two penises in the house and to ask one of you to let her touch. She got embarrassed and said she couldn’t ask her father or brother to touch them there. Then you two came back. Would someone pass me the popcorn please?”

I couldn’t concentrate on the rest of the movie. My parents were snuggling close together and for the next 30 minutes of so Jenn couldn’t get far enough away from me on that loveseat. Eventually she relaxed again and sat the way she usually did, sideways with her feet either against my leg on in my lap. When the movie was over I said my goodnights showered and went to bed. I couldn’t stop thinking about Jenn touching my penis. I had never thought about my sister before. I knew she was very pretty. She has a very lean athletic body; the two of us often go to the gym together or do laps in the pool. While I was in the shower I masturbated and came thinking of Jenn fondling my dick as I played with those small boobs of hers. That was the first time I had thought about Jenn that way, but not the last.

I woke up sometime later with Jenn spooned up behind me. We rarely touched much in bed unless one of us is really upset then we would hold each other until we feel better. This was different. I could feel her bare tits on my back.

“Jenn are you naked? Why do you have your boobs pressed against me?”

“Can we talk?”

” You need to put your tits on my escort bayan back to talk? Is this about touching my penis? Is that why you are naked? I don’t think we should. Maybe you should get a shirt on, and come back to bed.” I didn’t want her to go. I wanted really bad to touch her boobs, but knew I shouldn’t.

“I will if you want me to but I want to tell you what happened first. I just came from Mom and Dad’s room. I did ask to touch him. I really liked the way it felt. He let me take my time and answered questions as I stroked him and fondled his balls. Dad really has a nice sized penis. It was fun.”

“Jenn. I can’t believe you gave our father a handjob.”

“David, will you be quite and let me finish? After a while Dad asked me to take my shirt off that it was his turn. So I took off my shirt and lay down. As Dad played with my boobs Mom took off my panties. Then Mom started to fondle my boobs and suck on one nipple as Dad sucked on the other. They took turns rubbing me.”

“Rubbing you where?” I was sure I already knew the answer but found it hard to believe. I rolled over on my back as Jenn put her head on my chest and traced lazy circles on my stomach with her fingers.

“Where do you think? They were touching me down there.”

“You’re kidding right? First you give our father a hand job then both of our parents finger you?”

“Would you stop calling it a hand job? I didn’t jerk him off or anything I only touched him and found out what it feels like. And no they didn’t finger me. They only touched the outside and the edges. But it felt so good. Know one has ever touched me down there. I really liked it. I know I shouldn’t but I want to do it again.”

“What did you do? This is unbelievable. I can almost understand Dad touching you. You have such a hot body and he is a man. But Mom?”

“I played with Mom’s boobs, sucked her nipples and touched her pussy just like she did mine. And I liked it. As I played with Mom’s boobs Dad spooned up behind me and put his hard penis between my legs. I could feel it rub against my pussy. It felt so good. Dad’s breathing was getting heavier, he told me that he was really getting excited and suggested that I spend the night with you so he could make love to Mom. And here I am. Naked in bed with my brother wanting to touch his penis.” At that I pulled my underwear off and guided Jenn’s hand down to my hard dick.

“Turn on the light. I want to see it for minute. Then you can turn it off.” Jenn sat next to me fascinated with my penis. Your about the same size as Dad, a little fatter I think.” Jenn touched and rubbed me as I fondled those perfect tits. And rubbed her pussy like she said our parents had done, only I inserted my finger a little. She was so wet. That was the first time I had been touched. And was the first time I had ever touched a girl.

“Jenn. I need to cum. Please make me cum.”

“You mean jack you off? I don’t think so. Playing with you is one thing but a hand job is more like sex. I don’t think we should.” She took her hand off of me.

“Jenn. We are laying naked in bed. My finger is in your pussy your hands are stroking my penis. You just got felt up by our parents and enjoyed sucking your Mom’s tits. I think the line is crossed. I really need to cum. If you won’t then I will take care of myself.” At that I started to stroke my cock.

“Dad didn’t ask me to finish him. I was touching him just like I was touching you and he didn’t have a problem.”

“He asked you to leave to he could make love to Mom right. Don’t you think he came? Would it be better if I went to Mom and let her finish me?”

“I don’t know how to do you. Let me watch altıparmak escort bayan please. Turn the light back on. Let me watch you.” As I stroked myself Jenn watched and played with my balls with one hand as she masturbated herself with the other. After we both came and cleaned ourselves up we got back in bed, cuddled up like lovers and slept.

The next morning Jenn and I woke together and kissed like lovers. I don’t know how long we made out but it felt right. She didn’t feel like my sister. She felt like my lover. We eventually got up for breakfast. Jenn grabbed a shirt from my drawer that barely covered her butt as I put my underwear on.

“Your not going down like that are you? I can see your butt and when you turn around I can see your bush.”

“Why not? Everyone in this house has seen me naked and has touched me there.” As Jenn and I sat at the table having breakfast and talking about weekend plans our parents came in. Dad came in first hugged Jenn from behind and grabbed her boobs as he kissed her on the neck. Mom was next and did the same thing.

“Mom!? Dad!?” I couldn’t believe what I was seeing.

“What’s a matter David? Jealous? I know Jenn told you what happened last night. Here is that better?” Before I knew it my Mom had her hand though the opening in my boxers and her hand on me. She have me a quick stroke and went to get some coffee. “Dan you had better give your son’s cock some attention since you fondled his sister. Don’t want him to feel left out.” I couldn’t move as my Dad did the same thing. Jenn just sat there with an open mouth. My penis stayed flaccid, I was couldn’t believe both of my parents had just held my penis.

“So did you two loose your virginity last night?” Dad asked with a big grin. “Your Mom and I never told you but she lost her virginity to her brothers and I lost mine to my sister. With AIDS and everything else out there we don’t mind if the two of you take care of each other. As often as you sleep together your Mom and I are surprised you haven’t done anything yet.”

“No Dad we did not loose our virginity.” Jenn was turning red again. “We pretty much did the same thing as I did with you and Mom. Tell us more about how you lost your virginity.”

“I will tell you all the details later. I will say that we met because your mother and uncle Jimmy were lovers. I just happened to catch them making out in the mall parking lot, Jimmy had his hand under your Mom’s shirt. I waited a few cars away till they got out of the car to go into the mall holding hands. I recognized them from school and knew they were brother and sister. ‘So Jimmy do you often feel up your sister in mall parking lots?’ Jimmy was instantly pissed. He threatened to kick my ass. Told me I didn’t know what I was talking about and that I had better keep my mouth shut. I told him that I also kissed my sister and I often kissed like that, and that I would never tell. I told him I was glad to find out I wasn’t the only one that made out with my sister. That got us to talking and the rest as they say is history.”

“Wow. I always knew you and Mom were very close to your family but I just though it was like David and I. Like best friends. It never crossed my mind that you were lovers. I want to know more. Tell me everything. Do your parents know?”

” My parents knew. Your Dad’s never found out that we know of. I will tell you all about everything. Later. It is such a nice day out and already hot. Let’s start the day with a swim.” Mom then took a big drink of coffee and stripped naked. “Last one in does dishes tonight.” Jenn and I just looked at each other for a minute as Dad also stripped nilüfer eskort down and ran out the door. Jenn and I were a little hesitant and walked out. “If you two don’t get in pretty quick your Dad and I will come out and get you. Jenn took off her shirt, I also stripped down and we all got in. for the first several minutes all was pretty normal except we were all nude together for the first time. We tossed a ball around and went down the slide, played to see who could make the biggest splash, all normal stuff. Then my Mom started to play with my dick, as soon as she let go of me Dad started to fondle me. I have never touched another guy so I played with his hard cock. Jenn was right we were about the same size. Dad kept his grip on my dick as he lead me up the steps out of the pool and over to the grass, he instructed me to lay down and then started to give me my first blow job. Then Mom led Jenn out of the pool and instructed her to lie down next to me as she started to eat her daughter’s pussy.

The combination of my first blow job and watching my sexy sister getting her pussy eating for the first time by my equally sexy Mom meant it didn’t take me long to cum. As I was filling my fathers mouth with my cum Jenn was shuddering and asking Mom to please stop. “My pussy is so sensitive. Please stop.” As I finished ejaculating Dad went over and deep kissed Jenn, making sure she got a taste of me. Mom did the same. The taste of Jenn’s pussy on my mother’s lips got me hard again. As soon as my parents stopped making out with their children they started deep kissing each other. Dad quickly put his hard cock into Mom and the two of them started making love like it was their first time. I took that as my cue and went over to Jenn. I wanted to taste her pussy first hand. Jenn tasted better than I had imagined. I could have licked my sister’s pussy all day, but Jenn couldn’t wait.

“David that feels so good but Mom has taken care of that very well. Please David, take my cherry. I want to feel a cock in me. I want you to be the first cock in my pussy. Make love to me.”

“David go easy. It will hurt her at first.” Mom warned.

I entered my sister slowly. There was resistance then I was in. She took in a sharp breath of air as I started to stroke in and out. “Stop. Please stop for just a sec, let me catch my breath.” I could tell that my penis was hurting her.

“Jenn? Would you like me to pull out?”

“No. It is ok now make love to me.” I played with my sister’s tits, sucked on those quarter-sized nipples and probed her mouth with my tongue as I pumped my cock in and out. This was like nothing I had ever felt. I was in heaven.

“Oh David! If I had known how good your cock would feel in me we would have started doing this a long time ago.” I don’t know when my parents finished but after Jenn and I came and lay there catching our breath I looked over at them, Mom was slowly stroking Dad’s cock which was covered in their cum and both of them were grinning from ear to ear.

“We don’t need to ask you to if you enjoyed it. We can tell. No go inside and get cleaned up.” I looked down and saw my dick was covered in blood. “It’s ok David. You broke her cherry. That is normal for the first time. No go wash. Then come back. I want to see if I can get you hard again. I want to feel my son’s cock in me.”

For the rest of the time we lived at home going to college we had foursomes. Now twice a year we have family reunions. Everyone but my Dad’s parents stays for the weekend, as we all trade partners and enjoy each other and have all out orgies.

After Jenn and I graduated college we moved to Seattle where we were able to each get a really good job. We live as husband and wife. We both have the same last name so know one questions us. From time to time someone will comment on how similar we look. “You two could be brother and sister.” We just play it off and tell them that our looks are what attracted us to each other to begin with.

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Her dress left a lot of her light skin showing. Her fleshy upper arms looked so sexy to me, as did her neck and the part of her chest I could see, so light-toned that all I wanted was to touch her. Her huge breasts stood bravely from that chest. Sitting on the sofa at right angles to mine she looked so desirable that I knew I was sure to fuck her.

Suddenly without warning, she shoved her hand under her skirt, scratching herself. It looked as if it was the thigh, but I could not be sure it was not her cunt.

“Is it itchy? When did you shave it? Last night?” She looked at me incredulously. She could not believe that I had asked something so intimate.

This was not the first time she had done something crazy in my presence, in such a way as to look as if it was quite unconscious. Last month she had been working at something which needed her to be bent over. Perhaps the bra was a bit loose, so when she sat down she felt the need to adjust the boobs. She had simply lifted her blouse and I saw both boobs with their nipples peeping at me. She stuffed them back into the bra in leisurely fashion as if she were alone in her bedroom, instead of with me in her living room.

“Do you expect me to answer that?”

“Yes,” I said simply.

“It’s such bad manners to ask any woman that kind of question, least of all your own cousin!”

“I only followed up on your actions. Relieving an itch should be private.” She looked at me with a trapped look. I pressed my advantage. “Would you like me to help scratch?” I was already standing up from my seat and moving towards her.

“No, I didn’t ask for this!” For by now I was sitting next to her, one arm görükle escort bayan around her body, and her hand probably due to surprise, was still under her dress. I inserted mine where hers was, only to find that indeed my cousin had an itch, not on her thighs, but her cunt. I ran my nails lightly over her mons while she had belatedly started to struggle. This proved to be hopelessly ineffective. To my utter surprise, I had my fingers on my cousin’s cunt, something I had not expected to succeed in doing when posing my question. I could not back out now that I had gone this far.

Her hand now had mine in a fierce grip trying ostensibly to stop me but my fingers had already gained access to her most intimate parts. She was impeding my movements but having zero success in removing my hand from her nether regions. In fact if I think of it now, she didn’t seem to be trying very hard to do that. So I continued raking her pubic hairs with my nails and stroking her skin. Because, as you might already have guessed, she was not wearing any panties. The stubble felt like it was more than a day old.

“Oh, my Gawdd! What would you say if we were found like this?”

“By whom? Nobody is about to come, and wouldn’t we hear them? All I would have to do is to remove my hand!” Now I could reach the top of her slit, adding to my excitement. I wriggled my finger into it, and started downward. You can imagine my surprise when I found wetness there. My attack had apparently aroused her, my own cousin!

The resistance I found with her thighs was insufficient to prevent me delving deeper into her slit, until I came to her well-lubricated clitoris. altıparmak eskort She jumped in her seat when I made that contact, but did not relax her hold on my hand. She still restricted my hand severely, yet not preventing me entirely. But now I made the decision to intensify my attack. Before she could react, I slipped off the seat and was between her knees. With the aid of my free arm I pried her thighs apart to gain full access to her cunt.

“Wooi, now you are really bad!” she wailed without trying very hard to close her thighs. I could now look at her cunt in its full glory. I massaged her thigh as if to get rid of a muscle pull. I admired the soft, smooth flesh of the inner thigh. “You have a lovely pussy sweetheart!” when I saw its full meaty swell. My eyes followed with the wobbly line made by the labia. I ran a nail up the slit and she sighed, “Aah, please stop being naughty!”

I had no intention of doing anything of the sort. Nor, in all probability, did she expect me to. In fact that was the moment to lower my head to her pubis, blowing warm air over her skin. My lips made contact with hers, causing a jolt through her whole body. I started sucking them lightly before releasing my tongue from its normal abode. Happily it went in search of nectar between the labia presented before it. As soon as it’s warm moistness made contact, I heard a strangled cry, almost desperate. I guided the tongue to the lowest extent of her slit, to encounter a slippery wetness. She was, if anything, eager for more. I licked all that juice into my mouth, enjoying its slightly sour, meaty flavour. There was a hint of sugar too. When nilüfer escort there was no more to lick up, I was left longing for more.

I left the south pole and ventured up along her soaked slit, occasionally reversing and then advancing. I could feel her thigh muscles trembling. Higher and higher I climbed through the equatorial regions towards the opposite pole, her clit. I expected a tectonic event when I got there. Slowly I crept towards my goal, finding new wetness had leaked out. In fact I made a trip back to the southern extremes to find that juices were still pouring out and were mixed in with my saliva.

I was now tantalisingly near her clit, which she seemed hungry for, judging from her movements of pushing her hips forward to meet my mouth. As I expected on arrival at the north pole the first contact of my tongue with my cousin’s clit brought forth a loud yell. “Oh, mamamia!” followed by a clamping of her thighs around my head. I licked the clit, now having emerged from its hood. Only a few licks were enough to send her into paroxysms of ecstasy. “Oooh, my gawd,” she bawled, no doubt startling anybody who might have been within hearing distance. But I did not relent. I kept up the play of both tender pieces of flesh, sending her crashing into new orgasms every few seconds. Her wails only increased as she toured the land of extreme pleasure she had never before imagined.

I then sucked the whole swollen nub into my mouth, blowing it between my lips several times. This provoked so much emotion that she was punching my back, without any real awareness of what she was doing. I endured such a desperate pounding as she came, draining herself to the last drop.

At last her body sagged in sweet surrender. “My mouth is dry, cousin!” she managed in a whisper. I brought my mouth to hers. “Maybe I can irrigate it?” I said cheekily. I kissed her deeply then got up to fetch her a glass of water from the kitchen, kissing her deeply as I went.

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From the age of about 14 I remember that I have always had a huge fascination with my aunt. Now that I am 20, I have got the life I always wanted, a sexy girlfriend and a good job. But all that was until my aunt split up with my uncle after 26 years of marriage. She was upset and had been for weeks, so I decided to spend the weekend at her house for the weekend to keep her company and to try and cheer here up.

While driving there I was thinking about her. The way her firm breasts used to jiggle when she laughed, and the way her round ass would sway from side to side in her tight jeans. The drive to her house takes about 2-3 hours, but the time just flew by with my thoughts about her.

My aunt is 48, 5ft 6″, 135lbs, firm 34C breasts, and a smooth round ass and had curves in all the right places. She used to work out quite a lot, this lead to her having a toned body, and she had golden brown skin from her love of sunbathing. All in all she had a body that a 25-year-old would be proud of, and she knew it. She would wear short tight shorts and tight vest tops, which would show off her hot body.

As I drove down the street to her house the memories, of all the family parties and holidays that we had there, came flooding back to me. The best memory that I had of this house was the first time I had ever masturbated. It was during a barbecue during a hot summer 5 years ago when I was 15. All the family was outside enjoying the heat, the food and the drink, I however had gone inside to use the toilet. Once I had locked the door and used the toilet, I was about to go back to the party when I noticed the laundry hamper was full. So I started to search through it and I found some of my Aunty’s dirty clothing, and then the best sight I had ever seen until that point, a pair of her panties. Picking them up out of the hamper, I could feel my young dick getting harder. Once in my hand and out of the hamper, I could see some traces of pee stains, seeing these drove me wild. As I inhaled the smell of my Aunts pee stained panties that had rubbed her pussy many times, made me harder. After I had finished masturbating and had cleaned up, I left the bathroom and on the way downstairs back to the party I passed my Aunt on the stairs. All I could do was smile at her and think of the fun I had just experienced.

As I had finished reliving this childhood memory I was pulling into the driveway. I knocked on the door and awaited her answer.

“Dave darling, what are you doing here?” she asked quizzically.

“Hi Aunt Helen. Well, I had nothing planned this weekend so I thought I’d spend it here with you.”

“Don’t just stand there then, come on in.”

I followed her into the house, put my bags down in the hallway, görükle escort and we went into the kitchen. As we sat there we drank some coffee and talked about the parties and holidays of the past.

After I had settled in and we had some food. My Aunt was on her way to the shops to buy some wine and beer for us to drink later that night. As she was walking out of the door she dropped her keys and as she bent down to pick them up, I noticed her beautiful ass in the confines of her tight denim shorts.

When she had gone and was out of view, I thought it was about time that I took a tour of the house just to get used to where everything was. First stop was my Aunts bedroom where I had a quick look through her drawers. Then I hit jackpot when I found her pantie drawer. As I searched through the panties I saw all sorts, thongs, lacy, bikini panties and more. As I searched deeper into the drawer I felt something hard, to my surprise it was a 10″ vibrator. With the images of her sliding this monster toy inside her hot, wet pussy, my dick began to react. With my raging hard on, I moved into the bathroom and there was the hamper. I franticly rummaged through the hamper. I found what I was looking for, her dirty panties. As I started to stroke my hard on I took a large sniff of them and I could smell her sexy but sweaty pussy. As I was nearing a heavenly orgasm, just then I started to pump my hard on with her panties wrapped around my dick. Then I emptied my load onto the soft cotton crotch of the panties.

About a half hour later, in walked Aunt Helen with her hands full of bags loaded with food and drink. So I relieved her of the bags and we set about doing our own thing, form me it was taking a walk around the neighborhood, and for her it was to sunbathe.

About 2 hours later, after I had got in from my walk, there was Aunt Helen in the kitchen preparing a sandwich for us both.

“Where have you been? I was getting worried.” She said.

“Oh, sorry about that but I got talking to Jake. Man, I haven’t seen him for years. So we went to the bar and had a talk. I should have phoned you to tell you.”

“No, that’s okay. Everything as you remember it?”

“Yeh.”

Just then I noticed what my Aunt was wearing, a tight vest that revealed her toned stomach, and she also had a short skirt on. When I noticed the skirt, at that time she dropped a knife on the floor and bent over to pick it up. This is when I noticed how short her skirt was. As she bent down I saw the cheeks of her ass and some of her panties. At that point I started to feel my dick come to life.

Later that night, after I had managed to get away with hiding my growing erection earlier that day. We had eskort bayan already had a few drinks and were both starting to feel the effect of the drink. As we sat there we talked about how my job was, she asked me about my girlfriend, and we also set about putting the world to right as you do when you’ve had a few drinks.

After about an hour of talking she excused herself so she could go to the toilet. After what 15 minutes she still hadn’t returned from the bathroom, so I went to see if she was alright. I was surprised when I pushed open the door to her bedroom.

“Aunt Helen. Are you oka…” I didn’t get to finish the sentence due to what I walked in on.

There in front of me was my own Aunt, the person who I had had fantasies about from the age of 15, sitting on her bed with her legs spread, panties pulled to one side and two fingers exploring her pussy.

“Dave, I wondered how long it would take you to come up.”

“What are you doing? You’re my Aunt. I shouldn’t be seeing you do this.”

“But I thought you wanted to see me do this?”

“What would give you that idea?”

“Well, when you were out earlier, I was sorting the washing out and I found a pair of my panties with some er….. cum in them” she said hastily.

“Ah, about that I um…. Er….” I tried to talk as I felt myself blushing.

As I struggled to talk, she got up off the bed and walked towards me. Putting her arms around my neck she then started to kiss me. At first I tried to resist her, but then I realised this had been a fantasy of mine. So I tentatively kissed her. With that I felt the familiar response of my groin. As did Aunt Helen, as she trailed one hand down my chest and onto the growing bulge in my trousers. Then she began to rub me through my trousers.

With that she drew away from me.

“Mmmm, Iv’e wondered for a long time how that would be. And since I found your cum in my panties, I thought it was about time to find out. You know I haven’t been with anyone since I split up with that bastard of a husband that I had. And in some ways it was because I was hoping that there was a chance of this happening”

“But Aunt Helen, we can’t do this.”

“For the weekend, I’m not your Aunt if it helps?”

“Well yeh it would. But we can’t do it”

With that she started to kiss me, and I just couldn’t stop her, mainly because I didn’t want to stop her. I pushed her away from me.

“As long as nobody finds out” I ordered.

“It’s our little secret.”

With that Aunt Helen stepped back and slowly she wriggled out of her short skirt. As she slid the skirt over her soft thighs, slowly revealing the pale blue lacy thong that she was wearing. She altıparmak escort stepped out of her skirt.

“Leave you panties on. Cos I want to take them off you.”

“No problem baby.”

Slowly she took her vest off, and one by one she took a tit out off the cups of her bra. Then she unhooked it and let it drop to the floor. I pushed her onto the bed and the sight of her in just her panties drove me to new heights of hardness. I turned around and opened the drawer which held her panties and the vibrator that I’d found.

“How did you know about that?”

“The same way you knew about your panties, I was just searching for something.”

I moved over to her. Kneeling on the floor in front of Aunt Helen. I slowly moved up her legs to her panties where I noticed a little wet spot on her panties. As I reached the waistband of the panties, she raised her hips off the bed so that I could slide them off easily. Slowly I slid them down her smooth tanned thighs with my teeth, as I was pulling them down her legs I could see her neatly trimmed pussy glisten with her own juices.

With her panties off, I slowly trailed a finger on and around the lips of her pussy gently probing them. Gentle moans were starting to escape from her mouth. I turned on the vibrator and trailed that around her mouth, where Aunt Helen started to suck on it. Now this was the hottest sight I’d ever seen my Aunt, naked on her bed sucking a vibrator that had been in her own pussy.

The vibrator still turned on, I trailed it down her neck, onto her breasts, circling each nipple, making each one hard. The vibrator went swiftly over her pussy lips and down her to ass where I pressed the vibrator slightly into her ring. With gentle moans exiting her mouth I knew she liked it there. As I plunged the vibrator into her now very wet pussy, I inserted a finger into her ass and then a second finger.

She started to writhe as an orgasm took over her body. After she had recovered from this, she ripped my clothes off and pushed me onto her bed. While lying there with my hard on pointing straight up, I felt a hand on my dick as she started to stroke me. As she jerked me off she proceeded to suck on my balls, the best thing I have ever experienced.

Then she got on the bed and slowly lowered herself onto my raging hard on, and started to ride me as if her life depended on it. As she started to ride me harder and faster I shot my load into her hot snatch. As she got off my now shrinking hard on, I could see my cum dribbling out of her pussy.

As she lay beside me I went to go down on her, but she held me back and said,

“There will be plenty of time for that later, and there’ll be a few surprises for you”

Then she softly kissed me and left the room to take a shower, as I lay there holding her wet panties to my nose and just trying to think of what surprises were in store.

Please send me any comments you have, as I am just starting out. Hopefully there will be more stories to come.

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Julie was up and dressed by the time the alarm went off. I could hear her hair dryer going and was slightly releaved not to have to face her before getting the cobwebs out of my head. I wondered how this was going to play out. Before I could set some order to it all she came out of the bathroom.

“Good morning sleepy head,” she said. “I called flight service and they predict a nice ride home.”

“I didn’t think you remembered about flight service.” It was something I taught her a long time ago.

“Yeah well, with the pilot out like a light I figured someone had to step up.” She smiled and I could see no sign of what happened between us last night.

I got up and took a shower, dressed and packed my bags with very little talking between us other than breakfast choices and how long it would take to get home.

Just as predicted the flight home was very pleasant. Julie and I talked about the scenery and what we had planned for the week, but still no mention of last night. I was beginning to guess that what we did was a one time thing and since Julie seemed to want it behind us I would respect her decision and let it go.

We landed back home a few hours after takeoff. Julie threw our bags in my car while I gassed up the plane and pushed it into the hanger. When all was secure I joined her in the car.

“Tommy,” she said, “I want to thank you for a really great time.”

“Oh, don’t mention it. It was fun having you along.”

“No, really, you took care of me when I most needed someone and I want you to know I appreciate it.”

I shrugged. “Well, you are very welcome.”

Julie looked at me and smiled. “So, tell me, what did you do to my ex?”

I grinned back at her. “I merely explained that it was a rude thing he did by posting that video and that he should remove it.”

“Oh yeah, right. And how did you explain that to him?”

I looked out the window for a moment. “You remember that guy in college who started following you home at night?”

“How could I forget? You broke his arm.”

Oh shit! You broke his arm? Tommy, you broke my ex-husband’s arm?”

“Well, I had to make a point and besides, he brought two of his goofy friends with him so I guess you could say it was self defense.”

Now here’s the weird part. As I was explaining to Julie what had happened I notice her nipples were protruding through her blouse. It wasn’t cold in the car and she was wearing a bra so something had gotten her motor running.

The conversation ended, just as we pulled up in font of her house, by her telling me to stop hurting people who hurt her .

I grabbed Julie’s bags and followed her to the door. Once inside I set her bags down and gave her a hug. It was a brotherly hug which she returned with a sisterly hug back.

Even though the hugs were innocent I still felt a stirring in my pants and I knew I’d better leave. What happened with Julie and me was a one time thing and I didn’t want her to think our relationship had changed, even if I knew in my heart-of-hearts that things were different know.

“I guess I’ll talk to you this week,” I said as I back toward the door.

“Are you in a hurry or something? Sit down, relax, take the load escort bayan bursa off.” She smiled and gave me a playful shove onto the sofa. She went to the kitchen and came back with a beer.

“Here, have a beer. I’m going to change into something more comfortable. I’ll be right back.”

With that she left me, the beer and my growing hard-on on the sofa.

I tried to get the image of Julie, sitting across from me jerking off while I did the same, out of my mind. I tried to wipe out the mental picture of my sperm splattering onto her chest and pussy. I guess I didn’t try hard enough because the more I tried to forget, the more I remembered. I was sitting there sipping the beer with a full blown erection that anyone would notice with no trouble.

A few minutes passed and then Julie came out dressed in what she had described as, “something more comfortable”. She was stark naked.

I managed to swallow the beer in my mouth without spitting it on the floor, but just barely.

Julie walked across the living room, spread her legs and climbed into my lap straddling the hard on under my jeans with her naked pussy. She pressed her tits into my chest and took my head in both her hands. She kissed me on the mouth. When I say she kissed me I don’t mean that sister brother thing we had done many times before. I mean she kissed me full bore with her tongue snaking around the inside of my mouth entwining with mine. At the same time she rubbed her pussy back and forth on my cloth encased boner.

Julie pulled her mouth away and leaned back so we could look directly at each other.

“Are we ready to fuck yet?” she cooed.

I didn’t seem to be able to speak so instead I took both of her tits in my hands and pushing her nipples together sucked both of them into my mouth. She threw her head back and moaned, “Oh yeah, Tommy, suck my tits.”

She didn’t have to ask. I was doing it anyway. I sucked her nipples together, then one at a time and then together again, but I wanted more. I released those beautiful globes and to her dismay I stood lifting her up with me. I carried her across the living room to the big stuffed chair she used when she watched TV and set her down. Without asking I spread her legs and slid down to her wet and steaming pussy. I was like a starving man at a dinner feast.

Julie knew what was coming and placed her hands behind my head. I looked up at her and she pulled me forward a tiny bit as if to say, go ahead.

I gave her a puzzled look and shrugged as if I didn’t understand.

Julie knew I was jacking with her. She held my head tighter and said, “Eat my pussy till I cum!”

I laughed. I had wanted her to tell me what she wanted and she did, leaving no mistake about it. I dove in.

Julie’s pussy had the most exquisite aroma I had ever encountered in a woman. I don’t know if it was perfume or a natural scent, but it was intoxicating.

Very slowly I spread my sister’s pussy lips and licked along the inside of each making sure I didn’t touch her clit. I licked up and down between her inner and outer lips enjoying the taste and smell of her sex. For her part she shook and shuttered each time my tongue stroked her cunt while always bursa sinirsiz eskort trying to force her clit into my mouth. I continued to work up and down never touching her hard little button.

When Julie had managed to get my entire face wet with her juices I decided it was time. Without warning I slid upward and took her love button into my mouth.

Julie let out a guttural moan that ended as a scream. She forced her clit into my mouth the way a guy forces his cock into a cunt and began fucking her hard little nub in and out.

I could tell she was on the edge and I wasn’t going to tease her anymore. She needed this I was going to give it to her.

My beautiful, naked, older sister was fucking my mouth with her clit as if it was a dick when she suddenly wrapped her legs tightly around my head and screamed. She never said, “I cumming”, or gave any verbal indications that she was in the throes of her orgasm, but I didn’t need her to say anything for me to know what was happening. She was cumming with everything she had.

With my head securely lodged between Julie’s legs I reached down and cupped her ass cheeks in my hands helping to keep her clit in my mouth by lifting her up as she came.

Working my tongue around I was able to get under her clit and exert pressure from underneath. Just as I felt Julie begin to relax the slightest bit I pressed my tongue from underneath and she locked her legs back tightly around my head. It was at this point I felt her pussy ejaculate just as I had seen it do the night before. She came with such force that for a moment I though I would drown. But I didn’t drown; I held on and sucked her wetness into my mouth.

Finally, after the longest time, Julie opened her legs and pushed me away.

“No more. Oh fuck! No more. I feel like I’m going to pass out,” she said through gasps and chokes trying to get her breath. She looked down at me and burst out laughing.

“You look like you fell into bathtub,” she said.

“What?”

“You’re soaked.”

I looked up at Julie and reveled in her beauty. Her hair was a tangle mess, her big breasts hung limply, one to each side of her chest and her mouth was cover in saliva. And at that moment she was the most beautiful thing I’d ever seen. I slid up and kissed her ruby lips softly. There was no tongue, only a soft and tender kiss.

Julie wasted no time in removing my shirt and pants. When she had me naked she looked down at my hard cock and pushed me into the chair where she had been sitting. It was wet.

Julie dropped to her knees and took my cock in her hand. She held it so delicately, like fragile piece of fine pastry and licked from the bottom up so gently with her tongue that I felt I would cum right then.

In my life I had fucked many women and in truth that is mostly what I did; just fuck them. There was never a connection other then to have raw animal sex and then get out fast.

With Julie, my sister, my own flesh and blood there was something I never experienced before. That’s not to say what we were doing wasn’t raw sex, because it was. But there was something else between us. I think it was history. We had a history escort bayan that went back as far as I could remember. We had a foundation and I believe that is what made what we were doing so erotic.

Julie continued to lick the sides of my cock up and down while gently fondling my balls. Occasionally she would slid down and take one in her mouth for moment. As I got harder she let her mouth slip over the head of my prick and take the full length into her mouth for one or two strokes, then go back to licking the outside.

As much as I wanted to fill her mouth with my hot cum I wanted to be inside her pussy more.

Reluctantly, I lifted Julie’s head from my cock. She looked confused and tried to go back down. I stopped her, stood up and taking her hand led her to her bedroom.

I laid Julie on her bed and crawled between her legs. No words were exchanged. There was no need. She open her legs and I slipped inside. She wrapped her legs around me and we began the age old art of love making.

As my cock slipped into my sister’s wet pussy she whispered in my ear, “fuck me like you mean it. Fuck me like a horny whore.” And so I did as she asked.

I began to send my rigid cock into my sister’s pussy with every bit of force I had. Our crotches slammed together making a smacking sound each time I buried myself into her warm body. We were making love and fucking like animals at the same time.

Each time my balls slapped Julie’s ass she squeezed her legs tightly. Each time I withdrew she relaxed enough to let my cock back out of her then tightened her legs pulling me back inside.

We were rapidly reaching our crescendo when Julie announced what she wanted me to do.

“I want us to cum together,” she said. “But when we start to cum I want you to pull out and jerk off all over me. I want to feel your hot cum on my tits and pussy while I beat myself off.”

That was all I needed. “I’m ready,” I shouted.

“Yes, yes. Do it,” she screamed.

I gave two more hard strokes into her pussy then pulled out and began to jerk-off.

Julie opened her legs, pushed both of her hands to her pussy so that she got the index finger of each hand on each side of her clit before slamming her legs shut.

Watching Julie pump her pussy was more than I could take. Cum began to shoot out of me in wild streams of white rope. Hot cum went onto my sister’s tits and stomach. I shot another stream and it landed on her face. I forced myself to aim at her pussy for the next few shots.

While I was drenching my sister in cum she was staring wide eyed at my prick and jerking her clit to as many contractions as I had streams of cum. I could see the wetness on her hands just before I dumped cum on her fingers.

A final half-hearted spurt dribble out of my cock as Julie opened her legs and shot one stream of her female juice in the air. It landed on her belly. I fell forward onto her.

Fucking my sister was the best sex I had ever, or could ever have. I wasn’t going to let her go.

We must have fallen asleep because the next thing I knew there was a knock on the door.

I had already rolled off my sister and she sat upright.

“Julie, it’s me,” a familiar voice called out. “I need to talk to you babe. Open up.”

There was terror in Julie’s eyes as she looked at me. The terror in her eyes was not because of the voice on the other side of the door. It was because of the rage she saw in my eyes. I stood up…

To be continued. What do you want to see happen here?

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Things were going good between the three of us. Sam backed off and Teagan and I started seeing more and more of each other. I was really starting to like her. Winter break came and she was leaving town for ten days with the family to celebrate Christmas in California.

I tried to stay away from the house. I went to the gym to work out or to the bar to play pool with some of the guys I knew in town. Sam kept to herself and did her own thing. Being without Teagan was hard for me. I was really into her, might have been falling for her.

I came home late one night to a quiet house after I had hit the gym. I went in and didn’t think anyone was home. I checked in Sam’s room to see if she was there. I should have knocked but I didn’t think any different. Sam must have thought she was going to be alone for a while too. She was on her stomach facing the wall, knuckles deep in her cunny getting herself off.

I stopped and watched. Just for a second before I backed out and left the door just the way I found it. I slipped into my room and tried to get the devious thoughts out of my head. Couldn’t get that little cunt out of my head with her little fingers buried deep inside. It was clear to see the dating scene wasn’t working out for her at this point.

I shook myself trying to get myself to stop thinking about it. Maybe a beer would fix the problem. I walked out of my room to see Sam bent over in the fridge looking for something. She was still naked from the waist down, everything on full display, just a shirt covering her. I cleared my throat as I sat down in the chair still looking at Sam.

“Hey Jake,” she said. Never changing her position as she spoke.

“How’d you know it was me?”

“Who else would it be?”

“Sam, could you, you know?”

“What, cover myself? It isn’t anything you haven’t seen before.”

“Yeah, but you know how I am. I can’t help myself.”

“That’s your problem,” she sassed. Reached back and softly patted her ass with both hands to tease me further.

“Sam, come on.”

“What, am I getting to you?”

“I have no self-control, you know that. My cock tells my brain to do things.”

“What’s it saying right now?” she asked coyly.

“Filter,” I said.

“Hmmm, that bad,” she growled. “Is it telling you how nice it would be to sink that wonderful cock of yours into this?” Fingers pointing at her cunny now. “How wet it is right now, hmmm, you know what I just did?”

“I don’t want to know.”

“Not only do you know, but you saw it. I saw your shadow on the wall. I wish it was your cock in there instead of my fingers.”

“Dam it Sam, stop!”

“Awe, poor Mr. Basketball hasn’t gotten any and he’s all worked up.” She turned and walked towards me. Propped her foot up on the chair right between my legs displaying herself to me as she did.

“You could just get a quickie from me. What would it hurt?”

I was stuck on the open cunt looking me in the face. My cock straining in my pants as she leaned into me now.

“So soft and tight and wet, just waiting for a cock to fill it.” Her hand touched my cock now.

I gasped at the sudden touch. My brain was telling me to run but I was stuck. I was running in place like a cartoon character.

She dropped herself on my lap now. Her cunt right on my cock as she ground herself into me.

“Fuck me Jake, you know you want too.”

Her lips covered mine before I could tell her no. Dam it, I found myself kissing her back as she quickly used her hands to pull the waist band of my sweat pants down. They rolled down just far enough to let my cock spring free. Sam quickly pressing herself down on it. I felt myself penetrate her as she rocked her hips pressing me deep into her so easily.

“No Sam,” I gasped. “You have to stop.”

I weakly tried to push her off but she locked her legs around the chair and ground her pussy down hard. I felt the tight wetness of her cunny as she rocked her hips.

“Fuck, cumming,” Sam yelped suddenly. Her cunt clamped on my cock as she rocked her hips. I felt it milking my cock bringing raw pleasure to me. Think my brain cried out. Think you stupid son of a bitch, think!

“Fuck,” I cried.

I did the only thing I could do. Pushed my feet hard on the floor and pressed deep into her. Sam moaned with pleasure. It wasn’t the intended result. I felt my back press hard into the chair now as it started to tip back on two legs. Kept driving my legs into the floor until the momentum did what I had intended to do. The chair tipped us both over and we crashed to the floor with a loud thud.

The next thing I remember was opening my eyes and looking up at the ceiling. I must have knocked myself out as my eyes circled the room. Or was the room circling me? Shit, I lifted my head and saw Sam placing a cold wet towel over my head. She was still sitting over me and still half naked. I could at least feel my pants were covering me again.

Nothing was said. I wanted to explode on her but my head hurt so fucking bad I couldn’t muster the energy to even whisper.

“I’m sorry,” Sam sobbed. escort bursa “I can’t believe I did that.”

I just lay there with the towel over my head. It must have been ten minutes before I finally got the strength to stand. The room spun again as I stumbled back to my room. Sam was right on my tail still crying and saying she was sorry.

“Just go,” I managed to say as I found my bed.

She left the room as I passed out again.

I woke up with the worst headache I had ever had. Last night seemed like a blur as I stumbled to the bathroom and got some aspirin from the cabinet. I made my way to the kitchen and got some juice to swallow the pills.

“Sam,” I called. Nothing. She was gone.

I remembered it was Monday. I quickly found my phone and went to call work. There were a few texts from Teagan. Fuck, I missed her call and texts. I called work and said I had fallen out of a chair and had a concussion so I wouldn’t be in today.

I dialed Jenny on her cell.

“Hello?” came the tired answer from Jenny.

“I need help,” I croaked.

“Jake?” she questioned.

“Yeah, it’s me.”

“Do you know what time it is?” she sighed.

“Yeah, it’s a little after 8, why?”

“Where you’re at, it’s 5 out here.”

“Shit, I’m sorry, I didn’t even think about that.”

“Well, you got me up. What do you need?”

“I need help Jenny. You know I wouldn’t call if it wasn’t important.”

“With what?”

“I don’t know where to start.”

“Hey Jake.” she stopped me.

“Yeah.”

“Can I call you back in like 20 minutes or something?” she asked. “I need to wake up a little bit before I can focus on you.”

“Sure, I guess,” I sighed.

“I promise I will call you back. I just need some coffee.”

“Ok,” I relented.

The phone rang 20 minutes later just like she promised. I started telling her everything that happened. All the way back to the high school graduation party right up to last night.

“It seems the big issue is between you and Sam,” she said.

“It took six years of college for you to come to that conclusion? I’m in the wrong line of work if it’s that easy.”

“Jake,” she said calmly. “Don’t get agitated with me, you’re the one with the problem. I’m only here to offer advice and try to help.”

“I’m only half the problem. The other half isn’t here at the moment.”

“I’m aware of that,” she sighed. “Is she willing to speak with me?”

“I tried to get her to talk a few weeks ago but she brushed it off.”

“Well, let’s work on you for the time being. You and Sam are just one issue. It seems you have some sort of sexual compulsion issue that leads you to do these things. I know how you are with girls.”

“I’m trying to leave that part of me behind. I was doing good until last night.”

“It sounds like you still resisted even when you gave in. That’s something positive to take away from everything.”

“What should I say to Teagan? I don’t want to ruin everything I have with her.”

“Jake, you have to tell her the truth. And you can’t place all the blame on Sam either. You didn’t defuse the situation and were just as guilty as she was in the whole event.”

“Fuck,” I sighed. “She’s going to hate me. She won’t understand.”

“Jake, you have to man up to it and tell her. She may very well hate you but you don’t want to live behind a lie. What if you two get really serious and this comes out later on? It’s better to get this out of the way now and hope she can forgive you.”

“Yeah, unfortunately you’re right. Dam it, why do I get myself into these situations?”

“I know I’m right, I have the degree,” she chuckled. I smiled a little at that one.

“Your compulsive behavior gets you into these situations. You have a way with people which opens the door for you to feed your compulsion.”

“How do I fix it?”

“There are a lot of treatment options, medication, therapy, hypnosis to name a few.”

“I’m not taking any medication, I’m not crazy,” I barked.

“Jake,” she said calmly. “I’m not saying you need medicine. You have a strong desire to succeed at everything. If you draw on that I’m sure you can control yourself. Use this event as motivation to remind yourself that your actions have consequences. Think of who it’s going to hurt and what it’s going to cost you in the long run.”

“I can do that. I don’t want to feel like this anymore.”

“I would also recommend you continue therapy for a few months too. We can set something up so you can call me in the evenings so we can talk.”

“What, you don’t like the morning time slot?”

“Not this early,” she laughed. “How about Friday, once every other week at 10 your time.”

“I can manage that.”

“See if Sam won’t join us if you can get her to talk. In the meantime, let your guard down and tell Teagan how you feel about her. The big strong guy isn’t going to get you through this one.”

“It’s always worked for me in the past.”

“It’s gotten you into a mess this time. I’m not saying you should leave him behind, just bursa merkez eskort give him a rest when you talk to Teagan.”

“Ok,” I sighed.

“Jake, I have to get going. I have to be into work in an hour and I’m late with my morning workout.”

“Sorry I woke you.”

“No, it’s ok. I’ll look forward to your call on Friday.”

“Thank you Jenny.”

We hung up the phone. I sat there and thought about everything she had just said. Telling Teagan was going to hurt but it’s what I had to do. Now it was closer to 930 and I was suddenly hungry. I left the house and went to get a bite to eat before I returned home.

“Where are you going?” I asked Sam.

“I’m leaving for home.”

“Back with Justin?” I asked.

“No, home, home. I’m moving back in with my mom and dad. I’m sure you don’t want me here anymore.”

“After what just happened, no, but I don’t want you to run away from the problems we have. We need to face them and work through them.”

“Jake, this is for the best. I have to get away and sort everything out.”

I was so exhausted from everything I almost didn’t want to bother but I pressed on. “What are you going to tell everyone?”

“Nothing. How am I going to explain everything to everyone?”

“What about your job and the school?”

“You can coach them, you’re doing a great job. Please don’t tell Teagan about what happen. It’s going to ruin everything between you guys.”

“I have to Sam. I can’t live behind a lie. I’m not going to be that guy anymore.”

“You’re going to fuck everything up,” she snapped.

“That’s the risk I have to take. I’m not going to lie anymore.”

“That’s really noble of you. I’m telling you, you shouldn’t tell her.”

“And what should I tell her about you? She’s not stupid, she will figure it out when you stop showing up to school and practice.”

“Just make something up, you’re good at making shit up.”

“No Sam,” I shouted now. “I’m not doing that anymore. We need to face this together. We need to figure this out and get back to where we were not where we’re going.”

“I told you I’m leaving and that’s what I’m doing.”

“So this is it then? You’re just going run off and leave me to pick the pieces.”

“Yeah, good old Jake comes in to save the day again,” she hissed with anger.

“I didn’t mean it like that Sam.”

“I did. Move please so I can get going.”

“I think you’re making a big mistake Sam. It’s going to follow you no matter where you run to.”

“That’s something I can deal with later on. Right now this seems to be my only option.”

She slammed the door to the house shaking the walls as she did. I could only shake my head and drop to the couch. My phone starting ringing. “Fuck,” I sighed as Teagan’s face shone brightly on the screen. I calmed myself enough to answer the phone.

“Hey beautiful,” I said trying to sound normal.

“You didn’t answer my call last night, is everything ok?”

“I turned in early,” I lied. I didn’t want to but I had to tell her face to face about everything.

“Oh, what were you doing that got you so tired?”

“I had to go into work and catch up and then I hit the gym. I don’t know, I was just tired.”

“Awe, poor thing. I miss you.”

“I miss you to Teagan.”

“I will be home tomorrow. You want to do something?”

“Of course. How about dinner at my place?”

“Is Sam going to be there?”

“I think she is going out,” I said.

“Ok, sounds like a date. See you then.”

I dreaded tomorrow. How was I going to tell her? I kept myself busy around the house. I sat down and watched a game in the evening before heading off to bed. I talked with Teagan again but didn’t let on that anything had happened. It was hard for me to sit there and sound normal knowing that tomorrow I was going to have to face the facts.

I showered and then called out of work again. I went to the school and spoke to the dean. Sam didn’t even tell him. He was completely taken by surprise by what I had just told him.

“And that leaves us with the next thing,” I started.

“Now what?” he asked not believing there was more bad news.

“I don’t know if it’s allowed but I’ve been helping her with the basketball team. I’m willing to coach the rest of the season if you want. I enjoy it and it’s not a problem.”

“I know you’ve been out there,” he said. “I don’t have a problem with it. The parents and the school board need to make the final decision on the matter. As of now, I will make a special exemption to let you coach until the next board meeting in two weeks.”

“I think you should call Sam and make sure this is final,” I said. “She made a hasty decision on the matter and she might change her mind.”

“I plan on it,” he said.

“Thank you for your time,” I said.

“No, thank you for stepping up and filling in,” he said.

“It’s my pleasure.”

I left the school and headed to the florist. I got two dozen roses to try and make a peace offering to Teagan. I went home bursa sınırsız escort and prepared for what I had to do.

My stomach flipped as Teagan came through the door.

“Are those for me?” she asked so happily.

“Yeah, for my special girl.”

“Thank you, you’re so sweet.” She went to give me a hug.

“Teagan, we got to talk,” I said before she could make contact with me.

“What happened?” she asked. She knew something was up.

“There’s no easy way to say this so I’m going to just come out and say it.” I took a breath, tried to hold back my emotions as I began.

“Sam and I sort of did something.”

“Ok, like what?”

“Things got out of hand and she came on to me. I tried to resist but it happened. I ended up knocking myself out on the floor.”

“So, you two had sex?” she asked still calm.

“How can I say this without sounding like I’m trying to be innocent,” I said aloud but to myself.

“Did you have sex?” she asked again.

“Yes and no,” I said in a low voice.

“Explain.”

“I came home, saw her masturbating. I went to get a beer. She came on to me. I tried to get away but I found myself sitting still. Next thing I know she was in my lap. I kicked myself out of the chair and knocked myself unconscious. I was in her but I didn’t feel anything, I never got off. The only thing I got out of it was a concussion.”

She still had an expressionless look on her face. “So you had your dick inside of her but you didn’t get off and you fell out of the chair.”

“I tipped the chair over and knocked myself out. I know it’s stupid. I’m so, so, so sorry Teagan. If you hate me I understand. You deserve so much better than me.”

“No Jake, you deserve to be better than that,” she said. She paused to search for the words she wanted to say.

“I’m falling for you Jake. You’re the first guy I can actually say that about. I guess this is my fault.”

“How the hell can this be your fault?”

“I never made it clear the ‘do whatever we want with other people’ thing was off the table.”

“Teagan, no,” I said. “Don’t you dare blame yourself. I screwed up. I’m the one who let things get to that point. I hate myself for what I have done. I went and talked to my therapist yesterday. I want to get through my problems and focus on you, just you.”

She went to speak but I cut her off.

“Truth be told, I’m falling for you too. Haven’t felt this way for a long time. You make me happy Teagan. You make me want to be a better man. I want to be the man that you see me for, not the guy I’ve been in the past.”

“Then be that man Jake. Be better for me.”

“I will Teagan. I’m getting help. I’m as serious as a heart attack when I say I want to be with you and you only.”

“This is it then. I wasn’t clear before but I’m going to be dam clear now. It’s me and me alone or nothing. I don’t want to live like my mom and dad have been living. They screw around on each other all the time. The only reason they are still together is because it would be bad for the family image if they split up.”

“Tell me what I have to do to make this right,” I begged.

“I just told you. Don’t fuck around on me. Even if you knock yourself out in the process. I find that poetic justice.”

“I find it to be a headache.”

She burst out laughing now. Fuck, I had never felt so much relief in my life.

“Take me back Teagan.”

“I never let go.” I took her in my arms and pulled her so tight to me just then. Felt so good to hold her.

“And where is the seductive little bitch now?” Teagan asked.

“She packed her things and left.”

“What do you mean? Where did she go?”

“She left town to move back with her mom and dad.”

“So, she’s just leaving her problems and trying to out run them?”

“That’s what I said.”

“So, is Mr. Basketball now the coach too?”

“For now. The school board has to make the final call but the dean says I’m in until the next meeting.”

“Thom Tilly will have something to say about that,” Teagan said. “He couldn’t stop talking about how good I was doing while we were gone. You may as well move your stuff into the office.”

“Any other surprises you want to spring on me?” she asked.

“I didn’t make anything for dinner. I didn’t know if you were going to leave or not.”

“You can cook,” she joked. “What other hidden talents does Mr. Basketball have?”

“I’ve been known to play the guitar and sing an off pitched song or two.”

“Well, let’s hear something then,” she smiled.

“Hold on,” I sighed. I wasn’t entirely prepared for this but I knew what I wanted to play. I grabbed the old beat up guitar and my phone. I started looking for the song I wanted on my phone as Teagan sat cross legged in her short little skirt in the same chair I had fallen from last night. She looked so perfect sitting there with a soft smile on her face. This was a side of me she had never seen but she knew all the long I had it in me.

“Don’t beat me up over it,” I said. “I’ve never played this one.”

I strum along to get a feel for it. Then I started. “I’d sell my soul just to see your face. I’d break my bones just to heal your pain.”

Her smile never left her face as she listened to me sing off pitch to her. I finished up and looked at her as she sat there still smiling and looking perfect.

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Exclaimer: The following is fictional and should not be viewed by anyone who is not of age or living in an area where these stories are illegal. As the title suggest this deals with family erotica. If you don’t want to read it, don’t. This is my first venture into erotica literature, so Please enjoy!

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“Oh, shit Cindy, I-I can explain.”

Cindy had ditched her last class of the day, expecting to get in a quick nap before hitting the mall with her friends later that evening. It wasn’t even that uncommon to find her twin brother in her room. Sometimes she would find him looking through her drawer of closet when he didn’t think anyone was home. Just like she let him take a peek or two at her naked, she thought he was only curious about girls. And better it was her and not someone who would press charges. What she saw now put a whole new light on everything.

David stood at the end of her bed in one of her super mini plaid skirts, red criss-cross top and what looked to be a stuffed bra underneath. “What the fuck Dave! What are you doing?”

Charging across the small room Cindy grabbed David’s arm twisting it hard behind his back. Not fighting back, David let Cindy easily bend him forward, his embarrassment overriding his fight or flight instincts until he heard a faint click and felt a slight pinch on his wrists. All his time searching through his sister’s room, he had never seen the pair of fuzzy cuffs hidden under her bed.

“Cindy, come on. Let me explain. Let me go,” trying to quickly talk his way out like he had done when caught in her underwear drawer. “oh god,” he thought remembering he was wearing a pair of her underwear now. The exquisite feel of the silk now gave an ironic contradiction to his predicament.

He didn’t realize Cindy had left until he heard her return closing her bedroom door. “Come on Cin, Please?”

“Nah-ah.” Was her only reply to his pleads.

As David struggled with the cuffs, Cindy wrapped a piece of rubber tubing around each of his legs and with a couple quick dodges managed to tie off his legs to each bed post without getting kicked.

“There,” she said through an exhausted sigh. “Now we can talk.”

Pulling out her digital camera she started to take pictures from different angles. “How long have you been dressing bursa eskort bayan in my clothes?” Click. Moving behind she re-adjusted his skirt.

“Only a couple of times I swear.” Click. She bent down laying the camera between his legs. “I tried to buy my own, but the associates keep watching me. I-I couldn’t buy anything except at sears. And-“

Click. Climbing onto her bed. “Is this why you’ve been dieting? So you could fit into my clothes?” He flushed deeper, his silence telling her she was right. Click. Both petite, they were very close to the same size, with the exception of Cindy’s B cup chest and slightly rounder curves. Though now, she had to admit, with a little work they could look like identical twins again.

Moving back behind him, feeling more in control she put away her camera, assuring her brother it was for safe keeping. “So all this time that you have been going through my things, staring at me, it wasn’t that you were curious about girls, you wanted to be a girl. No, you wanted to be me.”

“No I-” he stammered.

“Yes. That makes sense doesn’t it. For only a luck of a chromosome, I got to be the girl that you always wanted to be.” She smiled thinking her Psychology classes were finally paying off.

“So you dress like me in order to be me. But I have to tell you. You don’t have it down…. yet.”

After a quick trip out of the room David felt her pull up his skirt. “My laundry day panties? We need to have a talk about that.” David shivered in embarrassment as she pulled the panties down. He hadn’t been naked in front of his sister since they were kids.

“What are you doing?” He managed to squeak out as something hot hit his ass. A quick tug and he new.

“I look better after a wax.” She quickly striped the hair from his legs, noting it was far easier when someone else had to deal with the pain. David struggled the best he could as he felt something new on his foot, until a hard smack on his ass stopped him.

Cindy slowly rolled up a lacy pair of thigh high stocking to add to the look.

“There we go,” she said pausing for his inevitable sigh of relief. “But you know I was my privates too.”

“Cindy no” was all he could say before the next strip was painfully ripped out. By the time she moved to his torso bursa merkez escort he was getting use to the pain. Two pairs of socks fell out as she unlatched the bra.

“Tisk, tisk there Cindy” she said to him. “Ladies down stuff with socks. But don’t worry I’ve got something better. Running back to her underwear drawer she returned with the large gel inserts she had used on Halloween on year when dressed up as Pamala Anderson. “There, doesn’t that feel better Cin.” She teased him, while giving each a squeeze. He responded with a sharp breath as the gel pinched his waxed sensitive nipples.

“Now Cin your makeup is terrible!” Forcing his head up onto her knee she happily applied some foundation to hide any discoloration from his stubble. Some eye liner and shadow and finally some lip stick. “You look great!” Seeing the brief smile across his face. “Your liking this eh Cindy.?” Embarrassed again he dropped his head.

“oh. I almost forgot to do your hair. Although it’s much too short now. We’ll have to use a wig until it grows back.

Slipping the wig on his head she went back to her camera. “oh sis, your looking much better.” Click. “But wait now.” Click. “If your Cindy.” Click. “Who am I?” Click. “I must be David then.” Click. She left the room again only to return in one of Davids shirts and a pair of his jeans. Reaching under her bed into her lock box Cindy pulled out a six inch strap-on. It had been a gag gift from her friends on her eighteenth birthday, but turned out to be very useful that night when her best friend slept over.

Cindy smiled as she saw David watching her slip off her clothes and put on his, the strap-on making a life like bulge in her jeans. “There that’s better isn’t it Cindy.”

“now lets find you some better underwear.” Click. “I think a nice lacy thong.” Slipping it up David quivered as the thong slipped between his ass cheeks and rested against his newly bare and sensitive privates. “Someone seems to enjoy her brother dressing her. My, my, Cindy, do you fancy your brother?”

She crawled onto the bed in front of him. “I think you do. Look at my hand. It’s sticky.” She held her fingers out to his face. “Come on now. You made the mess. Clean it up.” Tentatively he stretched his mouth out. Slowly bursa sınırsız escort bayan opening his red lips. Not needing any more of an invitation, she pressed her fingers into his mouth. “Suck!” She demanded and fucked his mouth with her fingers. “That’s a good girl. I never new my sister was such a submissive slut.”

“Do you want my cock Cindy?”

“Mmmhmm,” he said over her fingers.

Pulling her fingers out of his mouth, she asked again.

“Yes,”

“Tell me.”

“I want you cock.”

“Who’s cock do you want Cin?”

“Yours David, I want your cock”

Slipping her strap-on out of her pants she continued to tease him leaving it just out of his reach. “how bad.”

“I need your Cock Davie.”

“You need your brothers cock?”

“Yes I want your cock Davie, fuck your sister, please!”

Loving her dominate roll Cindy finally relented and moved in range. Immediately he lowered his mouth onto the plastic cock. Slowly lubing it first going deeper with each decent. With each decent the strap on pressed harder and harder onto Cindy’s swollen clit. “Oh god Cin, that feels great,” she cooed. “Suck my cock like a sluty sister should!”

“That’s it! I’m going to cum!” Orgasm shook her whole body as she fell back into the bed. “Wow, Cin. That was one of the best comes I’ve ever had.”

“Shall I return the favor? Would you like your brother to fuck you properly? “

David could only mumble in desire.

“But I can’t risk getting you pregnant, now can I.” Walking in behind him she rested her cock enhanced pelvis against his ass reaching forward to knead his breast. “How can I fuck you then hmm?”

Pressing back into her he grunted out “fuck me.”

“where?”

“Fuck me in the ass!”

“Who are you talking to Cin?” Teasing him more.

“Fuck me Davie, fuck me up the ass. I need your hard cock!”

Squirting some lube onto her strap-on she pulled his thong to the side and slowly pressed the tip of her cock into his ass. “Oh god yes!” he cried struggling to push backwards. “Deeper,” He grunted gutturally as she obliged.

“Harder!” Cindy’s pace quickened encouraged by his moans. David stopped moaning as his body went rigid, and he convulsed in orgasmic bliss.

Replacing his thong and skirt, she undid the bindings on his legs. “You know that didn’t seem like me there at all. I don’t think your Cindy. After all we both can’t be and I am sure I am.”

Undoing the cuffs she helped his stiff body to the bed. “I’ve always wanted a sister though…”

*

Thank you for reading. Any comments are welcome.

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My name is Jason and I live with my mother.
My mother and father got divorced about twelve years ago, taking my sister with him and I got left to take care of mum.

Apart from that, mum dated on and off, bringing guys home to fuck before telling them that she wasn’t ready for another relationship yet, sending them off with a goodbye blowjob or fuck, depending on how she felt at the time, telling them that she’ll ring them sometime.

It was a friday nite and it was time for mum to go to her favourite hangout.

I knew it was time for her weekly fuck and would be bringing home another loser to bang before sending him on his way, as usual.

“See ya soon hon, dinners in the oven, I’ll try not to be out all night, okay baby” mum said pulling her miniskirt up her thighs as she rushed into the bathroom.

“Gonna to Harry’s to pick up another loser ma” I said watching mum straighten her shirt and to adjust her half cupped bra, pushing her nipples behind the cup.

“Honey not all of them are losers, just the ones who only last five seconds are losers” mum said kissing me before taking off the the bar she normally visited on friday nites.

Mum was very open about her sexuality and about nudity, she didnt give a shit who saw her naked.
She even walked outside a couple of times to the car naked.

Me, I’d had seen mum naked plenty of times, in the shower, in the shit house, in her room, even in the kitchen, she would always run around the house nude.

I had thought nothing about it, she was my mother, I’d always go into my room and jerk off before I’d go and watch television and go to bed after she would stumble into the house with her weekly fuck, we’d introduce one another before I left them to their party and go to bed.

Of course tonite was different.

Mum came home as usual around eleven and introduced me to her new lover Jeff.

I was about to go to bed when jeff stopped me.

“Stick around kid and join in the fun”

“Nah, I’m going to bed, have fun” I said walking off to my room, closing the door behind me.

I would of given Jeff about a hour in mums company before he too would of walked out of here exhausted but no way, he and mum were at it for six and half hours.

I think mum cried out that she was cumming about nine or ten times before things went quiet enough for me to finally get some sleep.

I woke up around about seven to hear jeff telling mum that she had a tight ass and that he was about to cum bursa escort bayan through the wall seperating our rooms.

“CUM BABY CUM, GIVE ME YOUR JUICES, FUCK ME, FUCK MY ASS, FUCK ME LIKE YOU’VE NEVER FUCKED ANOTHER WOMAN BEFORE JEFF, MAKE ME CUM” mum cried out, indicating that she was going was going to cum.

“OH FUCCCCKKKKEEEENNN HHHHEEELLLL WOMAN….. JESUS YOU’RE TIGHT” I heard Jeff cry out, probaly filling mums ass with his cum.

I lay in bed listening to the springs on mums bed creek until I couldnt take it anymore.
I reached under the blanket and grabbed my raging hard-on and started to jerk off.

I must of been jerking off for about five minutes, thinking of my girlfriend Jenny and didnt notice that the noise coming from mum and Jeff had stopped until I saw Jeff standing in my doorway smiling at me as he puffed on a smoke.

“Couldn’t take it any longer, could you kid” Jeff said coming into my room to sit on my bed.

“Depends on what you’re talking about” I said sitting up so there was a good gap between us.

I didnt know this guy so I wasn’t going to take any chances on him doing anything sick with me.
Jeff was bigger than me and by the looks of him, he was stronger than me too.

“Dont worry kid, I’m not like that, your old lady is sleeping, I thought you might want to talk” Jeff said passing his cigarette over to me.

“About what” I said taking a few puffs of his smoke before giving it back to him.

Jeff and I talked about many things, you know, getting to know each, before the subject turned to sex and what I did to get sexual relief.

“Do you normally jerk off or have you got a girl riend”

“I got a girlfriend” I replied still not sure where this was going.

“Had sex with her yet”

“No, she wants to wait until she’s hitched”

“You done it yet with a girl”

“No” I said admitting that I was still a virgin at the age of nineteen.

“Wow, have you even seen what a pussy looks like” Jeff asked bouncing off the bed.

“Yeah mums a couple of times”

“Yeah well now, that’s one hell of a pussy kid, let me tell you, one hell of a pussy, tight, man is she tight” Jeff said.

Talking this way about mum started to make me get horny again and it was hard to hide the bulge in my boxer shorts.

I had never thought sexually about mum in all my years but the way Jeff describe how mums pussy felt around his dick and the way mum would squeeze her pussy muscles gorukle escort so that her pussy got tighter, made me start to think about how it would feel if my dick was inside mum and how it would feel to mums pussy suck all the cum out of my cock, leaving me dry but wanting more.

“Ah shit sorry man, here’s me talking about how sex is when you’re still a virgin, …….fuck come with me I’ve got an idea to solve your problems” Jeff said waving for me to follow him.

I reluctantly got up out of bed and followed him to mums room where mum was fast asleep on her stomach, body covered in sweat, legs spread wide out to show the world how hot and wet her pussy was.

I could see Jeffs cum smoothed all over mums pussy and ass and even down the inside of her thighs.

My dick was so hard it actually started to hurt and needed to be satified quickly, seeing mum like this was making it even worse.

“Jesus son, you must have one hell of a big cock to have your shorts stretched to breaking point and I’ll bet my Kenworth Rig your mum would love to have that monster inside her” Jeff said looking down at my dick as it stood straight out.

“I can’t fuck my mother, it wouldn’t be right”

“Hell boy, I’ve fucked my mother, my four sister and three aunties and they’ve loved every minute, why do you think I live in a truck, travel around, shit if they had their way I’d be back at home, flat on my back in bed all day with them fucking my brains out, christ boy, my hearts not that young anymore, beside your mum wont mind, she’ll probaly wont even notice if you slipped it in and emptied a load or two inside her”. Jeff said pushing me closer towards my naked mother.

I knew it was wrong but something inside of me told me to do it, so I dropped my shorts and crawled up in between mums spread legs.

I looked behind me at Jeff who gave me the thumbs up as he lit up another smoke and sat down in a chair to watch the show.

I was scared and nervous as hell as I place the tip of my dick at the entrance of her pussy.
Mum was hot and very wet, which changed my mind about thinking twice about what I was about to do.
I knew it was wrong, I was about to fuck the place I came from nineteen years ago.

“Sorry mum but I need this” I whispered as I slowly sunk my cock deeper and deeper into mums pussy.

I was surprised mum didnt wake up as I began to slowly thrust my dick in and out of her pussy, making slurping sounds before I felt bursa merkez escort bayan mums pussy muscles begin to tighten up.

God it was heaven, I couldn’t stop even if I wanted, so hot, so wet, so fucken tight, I couldn’t believe mum could get so tight, with the hold mums pussy now had on my dick, I don’t think I could of even pulled out.

“Oh yes….. more….fuck me harder….oh god yes” mum murmurred, grabbing hold of the beds head as she buried her face into the pillows, screaming as I felt her pussy explode into a tremendous rush of heat and fluids.

This of course drove me on, I fucked mums pussy as hard as I could, feeling that same sensation building up inside of me, only to have it die away.

I dont know how long I continued to fuck mums pussy or how many times I felt her pussy explode around my dick but when it was my turn to cum, mums pussy was so wet and hot that I think I must of blacked out when I shot load after load of my cum inside her.

When I woke up mum was sitting on top of me, slowly rocking back and forth on my dick.

“About time you got around to fucking your poor old mum, do you know how many times I’ve fantasized about having you inside me, fucking me with that 10″ dick of yours, god man, do you feel good” mum said never taking her eyes from mine as she lifted herself up before driving herself back down again.

“Where’s Jeff”

“Sent him off to the shops to buy me some smokes, told him to take his time, we needed to talk anyways”

“You dont mind that I fucked you without asking”

“Shit son, you can fuck me anytime, anyplace, anywhere, a cock like yours, I would bend over, kneel, lay down and and squat to have you inside me, in my pussy, up my ass and down my throat, you name it, I’m yours, so just shut up and fuck me again son, I want to see my big strong boy fuck his mother and cum inside my pussy” mum said turning us over so that I was on top of her, her legs tightly wrapped around my waist.

“I love you mum”

“I love you too son but shut the fuck up and fuck my hungry pussy and make me cum”

“You’re a bitch”

“I’m your bitch now”

Mum and I fucked all morning and afternoon, stopping now and again to have something to eat and drink before going back to her bed to carry on fucking.

Jeff joined in and fucked mums ass when he got back from the shop but had to leave to make the delivery he had, leaving mum and I to get to know each other.

Mum said that she’ll buy beers for all of us when Jeff came back through town on his next delivery.
It’s the only way to thank a man who gives you that special bond between a mother and a son, shit if mum hadnt brought him home last nite, I would of been still jerking off instead of fucking the only woman I’ve ever loved, my mother.

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When I was 18 I lived with my Mother in a small flat in Bexhill. She was 53 years old, tall, slim, and not an unattractive woman. She was, however, somewhat neurotic, and she kept me with her most of the time as ‘the only man I love’, as she used to put it. I was ambiguous about this situation. Part of me wanted to go out with my mates, meet some girls, and have a good time, and part of was … well frankly turned on by looking after my Mother.

Let me explain.

She had let herself go. She didn’t worry about what she wore or about being fully dressed. Much of the time she wore a dressing gown over her underwear, and she wasn’t too particular about making sure it was done up properly. Her underwear on the other hand was very ‘fifties’. Large pointed bra, large pants, and large suspenders and brown stockings. She also always wore high-heeled shoes.

The amount of times I had briefly glimpsed her stocking-tops had already given me a fetish about stockings. I always wanted to see more, and my ultimate fantasy was touching her legs and running my hands up her stockings to the firm white flesh above. Touching and fondling her breasts was the other fantasy of course.

As I said, she was neurotic, nervous and fussy. She took pills in the morning to wake her up and pills at night to make her sleep.

As time went on she took more and more pills to help her sleep. Sometimes she took these early and fell asleep on the sofa, and I would have to help her up and put her to bed. I have to say that I looked forward very much to such times. I would never worry about making sure her dressing gown was fastened, and it would always fall open when I helped her up and I would have a good gawk at her body and those wonderful stockings. Sometimes my hands would glance her breasts as I helped her into the bedroom, and once I even rested my hands on her stockinged legs as I helped her get into bed. Afterwards I would go to the bathroom and masturbate furiously, imagining myself groping her all over and even forcing her down on my cock. The thought of her sucking my cock always made me cum.

I remember that day when all my fantasies came true. It all started when she couldn’t remember if she had taken her pills or not for the night. I knew she had but I told her she hadn’t, so she took them again … plus an extra one I slipped in without her realising. About an hour later she was out for the count on the sofa, and I began to seriously think about touching her body, and maybe even undressing her. This night she was wearing a skirt and sweater over her normal underclothes.

My plan was simple: I would make like I was taking her to bed… I would pretend she had asked me to put her to bed. Obviously she would need to be undressed down to her bra and pants. She was too far gone to do it herself, or even know what was being done, so I would be able to feel her up as I took her clothes off. Any comebacks and I would just plead innocence, and tell her that she had made me undress her, and so on. If she complained I would turn it all back on her!

I waited another half an hour before I began. I started innocently enough.

“Come on Mum” I said, “time for bed”.

I shook her hard and she mumbled at me, but her eyes stayed closed. I shook her again, but still no response. So I lifted her under the arms and half-carried, half-dragged her into the bedroom. I made a point of not trying anything at this point, just in case.

By the time I got to the bedroom with her, however, it was clear she was deeply asleep, so I lifted her up and dropped her backwards on the bed. As I pushed her down to lay fully on the bed, her skirt rode up just revealing the tops of her brown stockings. I stood for a minute just staring at the dark brown area. I could feel myself getting hard at the sight. I could also feel my heart beginning to beat more quickly and my breath getting shorter at the prospect I was I was about to do.

I waited a moment longer, considering how to proceed without taking any risks. Then I went to the end of the bed and put my hands on her shoes, as if to remove them.

“Mum!”, I shouted. “Can you hear me?”

Nothing.

“I’m gonna undress you now, like you asked?”

Still nothing.

“Is that OK, Mum?”

I held her feet and pulled her down the bed an inch. No reaction, except that her dress rode up a fraction more.

“Mum! You sure you want me to do this?”, I almost shouted.

She began to snore slightly.

I smiled to myself and pulled her down the bed another six inches till her stockings were fully exposed and I could examine the flesh above.

“You want me to take off your stockings Mum”, I shouted.

No response.

I sat on the bed and ran my hands up her legs, brining them to rest on the tops of her stockings. I moved my hands as if to undo the suspenders, but I was really just feeling the material, and getting very excited. No reaction, so I pushed my hands down and around her legs, feeling and groping at her … openly now.

As bursa eskort I pushed one hand upwards slightly between her legs, she moaned momentarily and opened her legs a fraction. I froze and waited, but nothing else happened.

I gently pushed the hand up towards her cunt a tiny bit more, and exactly the same thing happened.

“Shit!’, I thought to myself. “She likes it … even in her sleep!”

I pushed my hand closer, till I was touching her gusset, but this time she just lay still. So I simply began to feel her cunt, laying my hands on it, and feeling the hairy layer underneath the pants.

As she was still and quiet now, I went for broke, and just started feeling her up properly. Running my hands up and down her legs and over her cunt and up between her legs. Eventually she groaned again and this time opened her legs wider, giving me room to feel her cunt opening, and even to slip my fingers inside the pants to touch the lips of her vagina.

I reached up to her skirt, released the catch, and pulled down the zip fastening. Then I grabbed the skirt and pulled it down over her legs, accidently-on-purpose catching her pants in my hand, and pulling them both away over her legs and shoes.

I turned back and looked at her hairy naked cunt, glistening slightly in the dim bedroom table-lamp. I fought and impulse to lower my face down and lick and kiss it.

“Not yet”, I said to myself, simply. First we gotta play with those tits!!

I sat on the bed again and pushed up her sweater over her bra. As I did so my hands ran over her large breasts. I left them there and looked in her face, lowering my head to her eyes.

“Mum?” I shouted again. “Are you really sure you want me to do this?”

But she just lay there motionless.

My hands were still holding the sweater but resting on her breasts, so I let go of the sweater and simply allowed my hands to cup her ample tits. Slowly I began to grope at them, feeling them, squeezing them gently.

My erection was raging by this time, and the simple friction of the material against my cock was bringing me to orgasm.

So I simply sat there, freely groping my own Mother’s breasts, and rubbing myself against her legs and the bed, until I came fiercely in my pants. My eyes rolled in my head, and I came and came and came till my trousers were soaked.

II

After I had cleaned myself up in the bathroom I returned to Mother. I felt certain that she was out for the count, so I didn’t bother to put on any clean trousers. She lay on the bed as I had left her, her legs wide apart and her cunt glistening above her stockinged legs, and her bra showing under her raised sweater.

I pulled her sweater off and undid the bra, throwing it on the floor. I played with her breasts again till I was hard. Then I slid myself across her chest sitting on her stomach, my cock sticking up virtually in her face. I played with myself with one hand whilst I groped at her tits with the other. I was so turned on I nearly came again almost immediately.

But instead I reached behind her head and lifted it up till her mouth was level with my cock. Then, forcing open her mouth, I gingerly insert my cock between her lips. Placing both hands behind her head I forced her mouth down on my cock, and proceed to start fucking her face!

As I felt my excitement growing I began to grind my hips and ram my cock deeper and deeper into her defenceless mouth. At the same time I started to whisper at her fiercely.

“Suck it you bitch! This is what Mummy wants isn’t it … this is what all Mummy’s want. To have their little boys fucking their mouth. You want my cum don’t you, you dirty fucking bitch. Well here it comes …”

And with that I rammed my cock deep into her throat and pumped my silver liquid milk into her face. I kept ramming and thrusting, forcing her head down and down till I was dry, and her mouth was full of my cum. Then I threw her head back on the pillow.

“Bitch!!” I shouted. “Fucking old bitch!”

As I got up I watched the milk dribbling out the corner of her mouth. On an impulse I reached over and closed her mouth, and began to massage her throat, encouraging her to swallow all my cum. She gurgled deeply for a moment and then her instincts took over and she swallowed deeply. As I sat there holding her head back I knew that I had abused and violated her, but all I wanted was to do more … to force upon her the ultimate violation.

She was naked now apart from the suspender belt and stockings, and these now became the focus of my attention. I gleefully caressed her legs rubbing hard and reaching my hands up closer and closer to her cunt. Suddenly I pushed her legs wide apart and crawled on top of her. Slipping her panties aside I roughly entered her. I was crazed with lust and I just fucked her as hard as I could with no thought whatsoever for her, and no concerns if she would awake.

“Bitch”, I whispered. “Fucking dirty cock-sucking bitch!”. I rammed home as hard as I could, bursa escort bayan keeping up my chanting.

“Bitch … fucking old hag bitch! Dirty fifthly stinking whore. Teach you I will, fucking teach you, you hideous old bitch!!”

And then with a roar of triumph I came for the third time filling her cunt with my cum!

III

Mother lay there on the bed, dressed only in her stockings, suspender belt and bra. The bra was pulled down revealing her large but still relatively pert breasts. On her face and around her mouth were traces of dried cum. Some white specks were also splattered in her hair. Her arms and legs were drawn wide apart, as if she were laying back inviting me to sexually molest her.

It was just before dawn and I had awoken from a sleep I never intended to take. Part of me was afraid that her sleeping pills would soon wear off and she would wake up and find herself in this state, and part of me wanted to fuck her again. To force my cock into her mouth once more and cum down her throat.

But in the end caution won out, and I started to clean her up. I got a cloth from the bathroom and washed the cum off her face and hair. I adjusted her bra so it contained her breasts again, although I did not miss the chance to fondle and grope them in the process. Likewise, as I pulled her panties back on and up her legs, I could not resist paying prolonged attention to her stockinged legs. Finally I pulled her sweater on and arranged her body as if she had simply been sleeping. I covered her up with the blanket, and turned off the light. Everything seemed to be innocent enough now. I slipped back to the spare room, climbed into bed and went to sleep.

I was woken about 11.30 am by Mother who came in with a cup of tea.

“Morning my dear”, she said gaily. “How are you this morning?”.

I yawned and sat up. “Fine thanks”.

“We both seem to have overslept. I can’t imagine why that happened. Still I feel so much better for a nice long sleep.”

“Yes … me too”, I muttered sleepily, although in reality I was eying her carefully to see if there was any reaction from what had happened.

She seemed normal enough, although I wasn’t entirely sure.

“You slept well then?”, I asked.

“Oh yes, my dear. I had some lovely dreams too”. She smiled as she said this, but something about the way she smiled set alarms bells ringing in my mind.

“Er … what did you dream about then?”, I asked. And then immediately regretted it.

“I dreamt about you”, she almost whispered. She sat down on the bed beside me and leaned over and kissed my hair. My good little boy, my best best boy.

I smiled weakly at her.

“You know”, she began “I can’t remember going to bed last night. I must have been really tired. Did I … did I get to bed alright. I wasn’t a pain … or anything. Was I?”.

“No mum … you were fine”.

“Oh, it’s just that my clothes were still on this morning. My stockings anyway. I usually take them off before I go to bed. I can’t remember ever going to bed with … my stockings and suspenders on”. She said these last words quietly and in a slightly seductive manner. It wasn’t obvious, but I felt myself harden at the way she said ‘stockings and suspenders’.

I didn’t say anything. I just looked at her.

“I must have been really zonked out last night. I think I must have dribbled because my pillow was damp this morning. Can’t think of anything else it could have been to make it so damp … can you?”

As she said these words she looked at me hard. It could have been my imagination by there seemed to be a slight grin playing around her lips.

My heart suddenly pounded inside me. Had she guessed?

Christ I had left cum on her pillow. She could have smelt it, it has a very distinctive odour. What could I say? Was she angry, had she really guessed or was she just fishing? God, if my own mother suspected me of cumming on her pillow she would go spare!

“Oh … yer”, I muttered weakly.

“The other odd thing is that I awoke with a strange taste in my mouth. Can’t remember having that taste … oh I don’t know … for years and years.”

“Oh …”, I whispered again, totally flummoxed.

Did she knew I had cum in her mouth? She must do! What was she going to say? What would she do?

“Have you been a naughty boy?”, she suddenly whispered at me. “A VERY naughty boy?”.

“What … “ I croaked.

“Have you been doing things to your poor mummy whilst she slept … dirty things?”. Again that slight mischievous smile around her mouth.

“No Mum … I haven’t done anything Mum … honest”. But I said it too quickly and with too much anxiety.

“I don’t think my little boy is being honest with mummy. I think you have been doing things to your mummy … whilst poor mummy was all asleep … and vulnerable and in your power. You took advantage of mummy … didn’t you?”.

“No mummy!” I wailed. “I didn’t do anything. I didn’t mummy görükle escort I, I didn’t”.

“You’re lying to mummy. I can see it in your face. What did you do to mummy while she slept. What did my naughty naughty little boy do to his poor mummy. Tell me now … or mummy will get very cross.”.

But I couldn’t tell her of course. How could I say that I had forced my cock between her lips and fucked her mouth? That I had made her swallow my cum. I simply couldn’t.

“I … I don’t know what you mean mum. I didn’t do anything. I wouldn’t hurt you mummy”.

“I’m not saying you hurt mummy. But I think did took advantage of mummy’s state … that mummy was sleeping deeply. I think … I think you TOUCHED mummy … where a little boy should never touch his own mummy. And maybe you did something even worse. Tell mummy … tell mummy what you did with your ‘dirty little man’. I know you did something.”.

I looked at her in silence, too afraid to say anything.

“Where did you put your little man? Why can mummy taste your little man’s milk … in her MOUTH!”. She said the last word loudly and in an accusing Hiss.

Still I said nothing. My heart was beating frantically and I was desperately searching for some way of escape from her words. Even through the fear though I could not help noting in some part of my mind that she knew what ‘a little man’s milk’ tasted like! Had she tried it before?

We looked at each other in silence for some time. Then she leant down so that her face was just a few inches from mine and she hissed at me again.

“DIRTY DIRTY little boy! You took out your WILLY and you rubbed it till it was hard, and you forced it into poor mummy’s mouth … didn’t you!”.

“No mummy …”.

“Then you pushed it in and out of mummy’s mouth till you spunked! And THEN you filled you poor poor mummy’s mouth with your creamy spunk!”.

“Oh no mummy I wouldn’t do any …”

“Then you rubbed it in mummy’s face! Didn’t you!!”.

“No … no I didn’t mummy!”.

“Liar!” She shouted at me. “And then what did you do? Did you make mummy SWALLOW all your dirty creamy spunky cum? Did you? Horrid, foul, dirty, incestuous little boy! What a terrible thing to do to your poor weak defenceless mummy!”.

Softly I began to cry.

“Oh, sorry now are you? Sorry now mummy has found out? And if mummy had not said anything, would you have done the same tonight. Use you mummy’s mouth for all your dirty sordid pleasure. You would have wouldn’t you! You would have FUCKED your poor mummy’s MOUTH again. Filthy little boy. Filthy dirty little boy!”.

Even though I was crying there was a part of me starting to get excited at her words, because I could tell from the way she said some of them that she was ‘tasting’ them, as if she were getting excited herself by what she was saying. Slowly and dimly I began to wonder exactly where she was going with this conversation. Was she really angry or was she … no surely not … was she actually turned on by what I had done?

No, not MY mother. Surely not!

Taking my courage in both hands I whispered “Sorry mummy. I’m sorry …”.

“Ah, so you admit it?” That strange smiled returned to her face.

“Yes” I said so softly she had to lean forward to catch the word.

“Hmm, so what am I going to do with you now”?

I looked at her inquiringly.

“Tell me EXACTLY what you did”, she said. “Everything … leave nothing out”.

I gulped, but said nothing.

“What you did was incestuous, and incest is against the law, apart from anything else … apart from the perverted shame you bring upon us both. Now tell me every single thing in ALL it’s detail. You don’t want me to call the police do you … and tell them you raped and abused you own mummy/”.

“No mummy”, I said quickly. “You won’t do that would you? Not really …?”.

“Hmm!”, she mused quietly. “If you don’t do EXACTLY what mummy tells you. Exactly what mummy wants, then …”. She left the sentence unfinished.

It seemed like a threat but that was not the impression I was getting. Rather i felt that she was merely establishing her power over me. Making sure that I would obey her without question.

I responded accordingly.

“I will do whatever my mummy says”, I said. “I have been a very naughty boy.”

She smiled broadly at these words, confirming my suspicions

“Oh yes, you certainly have been a very very naughty boy. Mummy will have to think carefully of how she must punish you for your FILTHY behaviour. But in the meantime you must be totally obedient. You understand?”.

Indeed I did. I whispered “yes mummy … whatever you say. I will do whatever you want without question”.

“Good. Now tell me everything you did as I asked. I want to hear all the perverted filthy details of what this foul little boy did to his poor weak sleeping mummy! Tell me EVERYTHING”.

And so I did. I told her slowly and in great detail all that I have written above. I started by speaking carefully, but as I watched the fire of lust growing in her eyes I began to emphasize and dwell on the most filthy aspects. Like how I forced her to swallow all my cum, and how I licked all the rest up from around her mouth.

When I had finished she sat silent for a while musing on all I had said.

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For a while, I just stared at my mom, my pussy still dripping down on my sister’s face and her fingers still stuck inside my anus. As hot as it had made me to have my younger sister Judit beg for my pussy, I felt now doubly embarrassed to be caught in this situation by our mother. Surprisingly, though, she just smiled at us, then put her hand on her hip and looked at Judit with a slight grin. “So I guess I’m not enough for you anymore,” she said, with a fake reprimand in her voice.

Turning my head between her and my younger sister, I stared at both of them with an open mouth. “What… what is going on here?” I finally stammered.

“Well, I could ask you two the same,” mom replied, slowly stepping into the room towards us.

“She made me, mom,” Judit blabbered, quickly pulling back from between my legs, leaving my ass agape. “I didn’t want to, but she made me do it!”

I shook my head, glaring at her. “What? No way!” I exclaimed. “You’re the one who stole my dildo, you fucking little lying bitch!”

“Shh, girls,” mom said, putting her finger on her lips. “Don’t fight. You can each have your own dildo.”

For a moment, I looked at her confused, while Judit clapped her hands excitedly. “Oh yay,” she exclaimed. “I want the blue one!”

“Been going through my things again, have you?” our mother asked cheekily and then looked at me. “Well, and which do you want, Reka?” she asked.

I shook my head confused, suddenly feeling very much out of place. This situation had taken an unexpected turn, and I wasn’t sure how to handle it. None of them seemed the slightest bit embarrassed about it, which made me feel even more exposed and vulnerable, and I didn’t like feeling like that. “Well,” I answered, trying to sound as confident as I could. “I don’t really know what you have.”

She smirked and nodded. “Let me show you then,” she offered and waved at me to follow her to her bedroom. I crawled off Judit’s bed and went after her, with my younger sister in pursuit, not wanting to miss out on the sex-toy gifts. When we arrived at the room two doors down from mine, mom had already pulled out a drawer and swept aside some of the underwear that was covering what turned out to be a large assortment of dildos. All colours, shapes and sizes, butt plugs, plenty of vibrators big and small and some strange curved things that I had never seen before, too much to take in at once.

I saw the blue one that Judit had meant, a thick long lifelike shaft that was maybe just a little bit bigger than would be natural. bursa escort She seemed to have a weakness for big toys. Then, my eyes fell on a smooth purple rod with straps attached to it. Curiously, I took it out and turned it in my hands.

“That’s so you can wear it around your waist and use on a partner,” my mother explained casually, while Judit eyed it out of the corner of her eye, casting knowing glances at her and me. It seemed like she had already made the acquaintance of this tool. When I still fumbled with the long rubber straps, mom eventually stepped closer and took it in her hands. “Let me show you,” she explained, then held it out so I could step inside it.

Before I knew it, she knelt in front of me, fastening the straps around my butt and waist, while a long, purple shaft was protruding from my pelvis. It felt strange, but at the same time empowering. When it was strapped tight all around me, she looked up and smiled. “Mmmh, you look so pretty,” she remarked, eyeing me proudly, her fingers slowly stroking the rubbery cock. “Strong and confident, just as I want my daughter to look.”

I didn’t quite know how to respond, and she must’ve sensed my hesitation, because suddenly, she touched and kissed the tip of the dildo, and then let it slide into her mouth. Her lips parted, wider and wider, as the purple cock filled up her mouth, and before I knew, my mother was gagging on the strap on, with her nose touching my pubes.

Judit was watching us both from the side, but finally came crawling over and started licking on the side of the dildo, when mom began to pull back from it again. Together, their tongues twirled around the shaft, as if they had done nothing else but to train for this, kissing passionately in between. It became more and more clear that this wasn’t their first encounter, and I began to wonder what else I had missed out on in this family.

“Want to fuck your sister good now?” our mother asked, tearing me from my thoughts. Judit was bent over, her rosy white butt pushed out towards me, while mom grabbed her buttocks with both hands, pulling them open. Between them, her anus unfolded like a little dark star, and underneath of it, her red bush glistened from the moist labia it was hiding. Mechanically, I moved my hips forward, aiming between her legs. I felt nervous, and strange, inhibited, but at the same time… yes, I thought. Yes! I want to fuck her so good! I want to fuck her hard and deep and merciless, for the little bitch she was. Where did these thoughts come bursa escort from? What was making me feel like this?

Finally, I grabbed her hips, and thrust forward hard. The strap on was an unfamiliar toy, and I didn’t quite know how to handle it. I didn’t have the fine motor skills as I would have when using my fingers, so my hips only knew two settings: Hard, or off. And I was going in hard. Judit squealed, maybe from pain, maybe from pleasure, I didn’t know. I watched the cock slide inside her red, dripping pussy, deeper and deeper. When was it too deep? When was it too hard? It was impossible to tell, and so I just began to move my hips, back and forth, fucking her like I imagined guys to do it. She was incredibly wet, and her pussy left creamy stains all over the dildo, and soon my hips slapped against her butt, when I shoved the cock all the way up her cunt.

Mom sat down on the bed in front of her and spread her legs, pulling her head down on her crotch. Together we used my little sister like a cheap whore, fucking her into one end, while making her suck with the other. And she enjoyed it… God, how she enjoyed it. She groaned, moaned, panted, squealed, whispered sweet little perversions to spur me on. “Oh yes, fuck my pussy, Reka,” I heard. “Take me deep and hard, like the slut I am.”

I went harder and harder on her, wanting to show her just how good I could fuck her little twat. She moved forward with every thrust, until she had crawled halfway on top of our mother and was sucking on her wide, heavy tits. Our mom had the largest breasts of all of us, nice and full and round, and Judit was taking after her, but her nipples were much smaller, making her look like a petite version of mom. My own breasts weren’t half as big, and watching them like this made me feel a little embarrassed for myself, but it was beautiful to watch my sister play with them, suckle them, lick them and caress them, and then wander further up, until she was practically on top of mother, kissing her, while I fucked her from behind.

She spread her legs above mom’s crotch, and their pubes rubbed against one another, making me feel like I fucked both of them at the same time. The thought aroused me more than I cared to admit, and soon I felt myself wetting the straps that ran between my legs, covering my pussy. Mom must’ve sensed it, for in between my thrusts, she suddenly reached around Judit’s butt and grabbed the dildo, pulling it out while her daughter slid further onto the bed. “Now fuck me with bursa eskort it,” she whispered, guiding the slick, purple head between her legs, underneath her slit, aiming straight for her ass.

I did as she asked, and pushed the cock in without hesitation, watching her mature pussy quiver as the shaft drilled into her asshole, filling her up deep and good. When I began to thrust again, Judit had straddled mom’s face, rubbing her freshly fucked cunt across her mouth, while I took her ass from below. Still unfamiliar with the handling of the strap on, I began to ram it into her asshole just as I had taken my sister’s pussy earlier, fucking her as hard, deep and fast as I thought she wanted. And boy, she wanted it! She groaned and gasped, and purred, begging breathlessly for more, pulling her pussy open above the thick, purple plastic cock, letting me see how wet she was there.

The sight was irresistible, and so I reached down to touch her right in the center of her sex, surprised at how warm and wet and wide she was there. Two fingers slid in easily, where I could feel the dildo drill in and out of her back hole. Mom squirmed, and I crooked the fingers inside her, moving them back and forth as well. Did she want to get fucked in both holes? I tried, sliding in a third and fourth finger, finally feeling her hairy muff tighten around them, as if she never wanted to let them go. It became difficult to push my fingers inside her, but that only made me try harder, and soon I managed to get them in past my knuckles, with only my thumb holding me back.

I bit my teeth, hesitating for a moment, then squeezed my thumb in as well, until my whole hand slid up my mother’s cunt. She yelled for lust into Judit’s bush, causing her to turn around and look what was going on. Without a second thought, she bend forward until her head was above mom’s crotch, licking her pubes while I drilled simultaneously into both her hot, horny holes, feeling mother’s muff tighten around my hand.

She was close, and so I gave her a few more thrusts before I yanked my fingers out of her again, hard and rough, sending her finally over the edge. Her pussy began to twitch, and then a fountain of juice erupted from it, shooting up into Judit’s face, who greedily began to catch it with her mouth. I continued to fuck her ass, causing her to squirt over and over, until she finally went limp from exhaustion, sinking down onto the bed.

Slowly, I withdrew the dildo out of her, while my sister finished licking her snatch clean, and then we left her there, happy and exhausted, while I took my new toy back to my room, confused and excited by the new experiences, thoughts and feelings that had come over me. I didn’t quite know how to handle this new relationship, but I sensed that things would be different from now on.

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10/8/00

Fisting, anal, being fucked by animals, being spit on, smacked, spanked, beat and abused, being instructed to fuck anywhere, anytime, with anyone or anything. That was the life I choose. Actually that life chose me. From the time I could remember my pussy throbbed. It throbbed with such a pulse that I just came to its calling. If my pussy desired a cock I found a cock. If that owner of the cock told me to fuck a beer bottle I would go to a beer bottle. If that cock owner also told me to put peanut butter on my cunt and have a dog lap it up, you got it, I did just that. I was a total submissive. I was born like this. I got off on being a total slave. Completely your sex slave; I would obey you, worship you, hell I would do anything for you, even die for you. I must have been like this all my life. I got myself in trouble as a kid on purpose just so I could receive a spanking from either my mom or dad. I didn’t care who did it. Hell I would let my brother punish me if he was up for the task. In some ways it was a hell. Imagine it like this. A junky needs his drug; his whole life revolves around his next fix. My fix was sexual. Didn’t matter what kind of sexual act it was; as long as there was some type of sexual tense involved I was game.

I’m starting to wonder if my problem, which is what I call it is becoming obvious. My whole family has been acting weird around me lately. Did they see me; do they remember me moaning while being spanked when they thought I was crying? I don’t know bursa evi olan escort what it is, but they are acting very weird around me. Lying here right now writing all of this in my digital diary that I created with my computer that I got over Christmas I lay my thoughts down with words. Words of sex, hell sometimes the sex is disgusting, but that is what I am. I am anybody’s anything. In some ways I’m every guys dream. Hell I’m no fox. Yes I have some big tits, which sag because of their size: 36D’s. At the age of 16 I couldn’t play softball anymore because the coach wanted me at time to slide face first. Believe me the tits get in the way. But my pussy, is bald, hell it’s got to be, other wise my pubes will just be wet all the time, for I’m wet 24/7. Then there is my nice round ass and defined legs which I developed running 2 miles 3 days a week. Now thinking back at it, I guess I am hot. Hell I do have red hair, pale skin, and freckles but I think they are cute.

Well I should get downstairs and spend some quality time with the family. I don’t see them much lately. I’ll write some more when I get a chance.

10/30/02

Diary,

I know it’s been awhile since I wrote, but I had to get my head straight. Something very weird is happening in my family. My brother, hell this is crazy, but my brother I think is hitting on me. I mean it’s very discrete but there are some obvious signs; well they are obvious to me. I am finding when ever he finds altıparmak escort my back to him he reaches around and gives me a hug. Don’t get me wrong, it’s nice to get a hug, especially by a family member that you love but what I have been noticing is I think I feel his firm hard cock pressing against the back of my ass between my cheeks. Hell, the last few days I think after he hugged me he kind of just held himself in that pose and then, call me crazy, but I think he discretely maneuvered his hands so they were barely holding my breasts from underneath. But to make matters worse he gave me a kiss and then a lick on the neck. But I have to admit; when he licked my neck, my knees buckled and my juices flowed. Hell you probably could have filled a drinking glass with what flowed out of my cunt that day. Well I need to lie down; things are just getting to my head. Besides, tomorrow is Halloween and I need to get into my custom. I’m going to dress as a naughty school girl and go with my family to a party. Have a goodnight diary.

11/1/02

Dear Diary

I don’t know if it was the alcohol or the events I wrote about before but at some point at the party I found myself on my knees giving my brother head. I mean I don’t recall much. I remember going to the party, my brother had his hand on my thigh the whole drive there. When we all got there, my parents went to see their friends and family, and me and my brother went to see our cousins. During the night we gemlik escort had a lot of punch which I’m guessing must have been spiked; because I was getting dizzy and the only thing I had was punch. Well the next thing I know my brother is coming up to me asking me if I am alright, and then the next thing I know we are in the bathroom, I’m on my knees, he’s holding my head, his head is tilted back and he is moaning loudly, and I’m deep throating his cock. When it was all over I swallowed all his cum, he helped me up and said, “We should get back, don’t want to worry mom or dad.” I think I said back to him, “Yes sir.”

Why would I say that? Whatever, but it get’s weirder. Something happened on the way home. When we all got into the car dad said I didn’t look too good, so since mom wasn’t drinking anything she should drive and dad she sit with me in the back to make sure I’m okay. So while we were driving I think I moaned or something (was probably thinking about how my brothers cum tasted) but the next thing I know I see my father looking at me, his face is about 5 inches from mine and I feel his hand on my thigh, and he says, “Are you okay.” Instead of me saying “yes” I remember taking his hand and placing it up and underneath my skirt till his fingers were on my wet panties and I said, “What do you think?” Well he didn’t answer. Well that’s not completely accurate, he didn’t answer with words but his actions sure said a lot. After I put his hand there, I felt him slide my panties to the side and slowly sliding his fingers into my hot, juicy wet pussy.

Pumping away, while at the same time using his thumb to rub my clit. God he was doing such a good job I came right there. I came so hard I had to bite on my lip so I wouldn’t make a sound. God, first my brother then my father; who’s next. Mom?

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