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We jogged easily back across the warm golden sand to our corner of the beach and our slightly anxious Mum………. After we’d rounded the first couple of outcrops of rocks we came upon her, still in her bikini, but now having dried off and gleaming with sun cream on her skin.

“Oh there you are! Where have you two been? I was beginning to get a bit worried about you”, she said. Then as we got closer, her eyes took in our disheveled flushed appearance and she added, “Or maybe I should ask what you two have been up to?”

We both giggled a bit but couldn’t keep it a secret so we told her what we’d been watching. She laughed, “What a couple of voyeurs you two are! Still, I guess I would have found it difficult to walk away once I was watching something like that as well! And maybe you might have learnt a few things, eh?”

I laughed, “Yeah, I think we probably did!”

Mum glanced across in the direction we’d come from, looking as though she was quite hoping she might be able to see them, before going on. Then, almost reluctantly, she said, “Come on then! You two look as though you’re getting burnt to me. You were meant to be putting cream on as soon as you got out of the water”.

And so we trotted back to our corner of the beach and threw ourselves down on to our beach rug. Mum tossed me the sun cream and I turned to Tammy and said, “Come on, you first! Lie down”.

She threw herself face down on the rug, saying, “OK, do my back first”.

Mum was settling herself down on her own rug just a few feet away, stretching herself out for a bout of serious sunbathing. She lay down on her back with her eyes closed.

I started on Tammy’s neck and shoulders, working the cream gently but firmly in. The thin straps of her bikini top were in the way of course so I said, “Come on, and let’s slip this off your shoulders so I can do them properly.” She murmured agreement and I went on. When I got to the main strap, I asked again “Shall we undo it? I can do your back properly then and you won’t get any tan marks.” Again she agreed. I could tell she was just relaxing and enjoying the gentle massage in the warm sunshine that I was giving her.

I unclipped her top and the straps dropped away to the side. If she’d had larger boobs, I’d have been able to see the first swell of them now, but of course there wasn’t really anything to see with Tammy! I rubbed the cream all over her back and round the sides as far as I could reach. She sighed a little murmuring, “that feels nice Claire”. I moved on down to her waist and then her hips, up to the line of her very brief little bikini pants, still slightly wet and clinging to the twin cheeks of her little backside. I gave it a brief pat affectionately, saying, “Now your legs then”. The backs of her slim thighs were quite pale still and would burn very easily if I didn’t get them covered. I squirted a couple of blobs of cream on each and rubbed it all over them, down to her feet and back up again, then gradually moving up doing the sides.

It suddenly seemed a lot more interesting as I moved up the insides of her thighs! She gave another little sigh of pleasure, and wriggled a bit moving her thighs apart. I slid on up, rubbing the cream in as I went. She was lapping it up now and I knew she was hoping I’d move a bit further. How could I refuse! My fingers slid on up until they just touched the wet material of her bikini, clinging tightly to the hot little lips beneath. I stroked them gently and she jumped slightly and let out a little “Mmm” of contentment. I moved back and forth, massaging the tops of her thighs and returning every now and again to give those little lips a stroke.

At last I said, “Come on, Tammy! It’s my turn now. You’d better get some on me before long or I’ll get burned to a cinder!”

“OK, I guess so” she replied with mock reluctance. “OK, get yourself down then” and she eased herself back up into a sitting position, reaching round to clip her bikini top back on as she did so.

I settled face down like she had been and felt my heart fluttering in anticipation. I was looking forward to this and it was nothing to do with protecting myself from the sun! She was just about to start when I said, “Hold on a sec, I might as well undo this before you start” and reached round to unclip my bikini top. Then feeling bold, I added “I guess I might as well take it right off really – that way you won’t get any cream on it! It feels much nicer with it off anyway; it really is a bit tight” and so saying, I pulled it right off and threw it on the rug the other side of me. The soft warmth of the rug on my boobs felt good. I rested my head on my arms facing towards Mum. She seemed to still have her eyes closed, though I noticed her head was now turned slightly in our direction. I smiled to myself, wondering if she was taking a peek every now and again.

Tammy’s hands started to rub the cream into me. Her warm light touch felt good and I lapped it up. All round my neck and shoulders she went, the tops of my arms, down my back, round my gaziantep zenci escort bayan sides, and the merest hint of a touch on the sides of my flattened boobs. They were still a bit tight and sensitive and her touch, however fleeting, felt good. Then she was off down the rest of my back. I loved it all – the skin across my whole body seemed to be sensitive and responding to her light fingers. Soon she was on to my legs and copied what I’d done to her, going first right down the tops to my feet, then back up doing the sides. As her fingers moved up the insides, I couldn’t stop myself opening my thighs slightly as she had done. I heard a soft giggle coming from her as she saw the effect she was having, and her fingers moved on, barely pausing, to brush up against the warm damp material clinging to my pussy. I let out a slight sigh of approval of my own – my whole body was still quite aroused from everything that we’d done so far on the beach. She leaned down and whispered in my ear “Are we a bit sensitive down there maybe?” and chuckled a bit more as she stroked me again.

“OK, you’re done” she said at last, and threw herself back down on the rug beside me.

It felt a bit of an anticlimax her suddenly stopping like that but, after a while, the feeling passed and we both lay there letting the sun soak into our backs. It felt good and I relaxed again and almost started to doze off at one point. Eventually I started to get a bit bored though – I always did with sunbathing.

“I think I’ll do the other side now Tammy. Do you fancy another go with the cream?” I whispered to her.

She looked up and smiled, “OK, then. I think I could manage that!”

I wondered whether I should grab my bikini top and put it back on or whether I could roll over on to my back topless. I glanced around. No-one else had come down to the beach as far as we could tell and Mum was lying there just as before. I didn’t think that she’d mind anyway – after all, it might not be common for people to sunbathe in the nude but it wasn’t that unusual for them to do it topless. I felt a strange mixture of self-consciousness and excitement – but the excitement won, so I shuffled over on to my back. It felt ridiculously daring exposing my boobs to the world like that, but the feel of the fresh air and sunshine on them was exhilarating and the nips appreciated not being squashed in any more!

I lay back and closed my eyes and just enjoyed the feeling. The nervousness soon passed a bit and I forgot that someone might see me like that! I suppose it might have helped that I felt quite proud of my little boobs now! When they were more the size of Tammy’s, I think I felt much more self-conscious – but now, even though I was sure they would still be growing more, I felt quite pleased with the way they’d filled out. I imagined people looking at me and thinking ‘Oh, she’s got a nice little pair hasn’t she’!

Suddenly I felt a blob of sun cream on my stomach. I opened my eyes slightly and there was Tammy leaning over me. Her hands moved to rub in the cream – over my stomach, over my shoulders and arms, round to my sides a bit – all over my top except my boobs to start with. I looked at her face and could see she was enjoying this. And she wasn’t the only one! I may have been almost dozing off a few minutes before, but I’d been in quite a high state of excitement for a lot of the morning and my body hadn’t forgotten! I grinned at her, knowing that she’d be moving on to my boobs very soon.

Her fingers were getting closer and closer, now just brushing up against the edge, tracing through between them, round the top, round the sides. I was starting to quiver with anticipation! And then, at last, she made big show of squeezing out a small blob of cream onto each and started rubbing it in. Instinctively I let out a little sigh of pleasure and saw Tammy grinning broadly. She rubbed it well in all over apart from the nipples themselves that she seemed to be avoiding. I could feel them responding to her touch, swelling and stretching upwards. I loved the way her fingers stroked and pressed and squeezed. But I was longing for her touch on my nips now. They felt as though they were about to burst and were dying for attention.

And then she leaned over and just briefly licked each in turn. I jumped with surprise – it felt gorgeous. She did it again and then took my left one between her lips and sucked. I murmured “Oh yessss, Tammy – that’s fantastic!”

As she gradually built up confidence sucking and licking on one, her hand was gently teasing the other. I could feel the heat building in my body again, and it was coming back really quickly. All the tensions from the rest of the morning were returning fast and were eager for release. My boobs were tight and sensitive and my pussy was now hot and aching for attention as well now.

Tammy moved her mouth to my other boob and continued enthusiastically, slurping happily. “I’m glad you like this too Claire, because I’m loving gaziantep escort bayan it” she chuckled.

I found myself fondling her little head, pressing it down even harder against me as the sensations surged through me. “Oh Tammy, that’s just so gorgeous” I mumbled, panting a bit now.

She tried nibbling a bit with her teeth. I arched up at her eagerly moaning “Oh yessss….!” She continued do it to first one and then the other until I was tossing and turning with pleasure.

But one small corner of my mind hadn’t forgotten that Mum was still lying just yards away. I desperately didn’t want Tammy to stop, but I didn’t feel totally comfortable with her there. I turned my face towards her. She was now unambiguously lying on her side facing us and watching. She met my eyes and smiled broadly, indicating clearly that she didn’t want us to stop.

Tammy, suddenly aware of my movements, looked up to see what was happening. She got the same look of encouragement from Mum and returned to her task happily.

And then, she moved one of her hands down to between my thighs. Most of my bikini briefs were dry now, but the bit between my thighs was strangely hot and damp. Tammy’s fingers moved over it, pressing gently. I moaned louder. I needed this now. I needed it badly. Part of me realized that Tammy was doing everything that we’d seen Kate do to Annie earlier. Would she move down and lick my pussy? I found myself suddenly longing for her to do it. I arched up against her fingers, my pussy burning with arousal.

And then she moved. Immediately I knew what she was going to do. “Oh, yes please Tammy!” I pleaded.

She gave me a quick kiss on the lips whispering “Of course Claire. I’ve been looking forward to this!”

And then she was slithering down beside me. I wondered what she was doing for a moment but then I realized she wanted to remove my bikini first. I felt her fingers get hold of the material at the waist and then she was sliding them down. I raised my hips to help her and the flimsy material was soon peeled off. I felt the soft material of the rug on my bare backside and the fresh sea breeze wafting across my pussy and a shiver of excitement went through me. I was naked – lying on a public beach! Anyone could walk by at any time and see me! I was scared but still very aroused. No way did I want to stop now!

Tammy soon shuffled round between my thighs, just as Kate had done to Annie earlier – so I knew exactly what was coming – and was alive with anticipation. And then I felt the first touch of her lips on the inside of my thigh. I was trembling with excitement, my pussy on fire. My skin felt so sensitive that when her lips brushed my thigh like that I just moaned with pleasure. I opened my thighs further, welcoming her in, willing her lips to move higher now. At the same time, my nips felt abandoned. They’d been teased to bursting point and were now hot and hard and quivering. If it was OK for Annie, it was OK for me – so I took one in each hand and satisfied their demands for attention.

And as I did so, Tammy’s lips met my pussy lips! I whimpered with pleasure as I felt her tongue run softly up and down the line of them. It felt like nothing I’d ever experienced before. Quite different to our fingers! The soft moist warmth of the tongue contrasted with the slight roughness of its surface and the result was fantastic. My fingers were almost subconsciously rubbing and squeezing my nips and the result was waves of pleasure rolling across my body. “Oh Tammy – that’s incredible!” I moaned as she continued.

A mumbling sound came from below as she said something. I couldn’t make out what it was but I got the impression that she was enjoying herself so much that she didn’t want to stop and talk! I could feel her tongue pushing further between the lips now, probing inside, licking the inside surface – and then she was sucking as well. I could actually hear her slurping down there!

I found myself arching my hips up at her, squirming around uncontrollably. Fire was coursing through me. I could feel the tension mounting, higher and higher. It was so good that in one way I wanted it to go on forever, but in another, I desperately wanted to come. Tammy was sucking hard now and the sensation was amazing. I was jerking more vigorously, panting harder, my whole body seemingly bathed in sweat. And then her lips were at the top of my pussy, just where we’d learned it was so sensitive yesterday. I cried out and my squeals of pleasure seemed to mingle with the sounds of the circling gulls.

Tammy sucked again, nibbling with her lips. It was just too much. I could feel the dam bursting, the waves crashing through me. I arched up, thrusting my pussy into her face, my body rigid as the powerful spasms racked through it, my mouth gasping for breath as I made strange cries and gurgling noises. Wave after wave roared through me until, at last, the sensations subsided a little and I sank back down to the ground exhausted, still panting with my exertions. I felt Tammy give my pussy a last affectionate kiss and move back up beside me. I put my arms round her and hugged her to me, our lips meeting briefly to give me a taste of my own pussy juice! Then I rolled on to my back and just lay there panting gently, as my body slowly returned to normal.

And as I gradually become aware of everything around me again, I remembered that Mum had been watching. I lazily turned my head in her direction with a big smile on my face; sure that she would have enjoyed the show. It was immediately clear that she had. Very much! She was still on her side facing us, but now she had her thighs parted slightly and her free hand inside her bikini briefs! Her face was bright and slightly flushed, and her proud boobs look set to burst through her bikini top, the nipples clearly hard as thimbles.

She met my gaze and smiled broadly at me, saying, “Well, my little girls certainly are growing up aren’t you! You looked as though you quite enjoyed that!!”

I chuckled back at her, just a little embarrassed, “Mmmm, yes, just a bit! Actually, I think it’s the most fantastically exciting thing I’ve ever done. It was just unbelievable!”

“And it looked like maybe you did learn a trick or two from watching our neighbours across the beach!” she continued. “That got me really envious seeing what Tammy did to you then. Fingers just aren’t quite the same.”

“Yeah, it really was amazing”. I turned slightly towards Tammy, “Thanks sis, you were great!”

Tammy giggled a little and nuzzled up against me, “Thanks, but I enjoyed it too. It was a super feeling you respond like that, and you were quite tasty as well” and she giggled louder. “Of course, it got me very hot too” she added, rubbing herself against me meaningfully.

“Yeah, I guess it must have” I said. “I think maybe I should return the favour”

“Mmm… that would be nice. But not if you’re too tired now; I’m sure I’ll survive!”

“No, there’s nothing I’d like to do more, Tammy” I replied, and then, glancing back at Mum, I added “Mum, I think it’s Tammy’s turn now. I think she’s earned it, don’t you!”

Mum laughed, “I guess you’re right Claire. Careful of that bare bottom of yours though – it hasn’t got any sun cream on!”

“Oh no, I forgot all about that. In fact, I’d almost forgotten I’d taken my bikini off. Do you think I’d better put it on again?”

“No dear, I don’t think it matters. There’s no one else around – apart from the two you’ve seen – and they’re both naked as well of course! And you look gorgeous like that anyway. Tell you what – why don’t I put some cream on your bottom whilst you look after little Tammy?”

“OK, thanks Mum – that would be great” I replied, and turned on to my front to face Tammy and expose my backside for Mum. “Come on Tammy, you’re definitely over-dressed!” I chuckled, “Let’s get this off for a start” and I unclipped her little bikini top again and slipped it over her shoulders and off.

She sighed appreciatively and helped me get it off, then layback as I started with the sun cream ritual on her front. I rubbed it all over her arms, shoulders and stomach before moving up to her baby titties. The swollen nips looked so incongruous on the little bumps, but there was no doubting how real they were. She didn’t respond much to me rubbing around her chest, but as soon as I touched the nips, she certainly did respond, giving a little sigh of pleasure. I stroked them both very softly for a few seconds and then leaned forward to lick them. I ran my tongue over the tip of each and she squirmed with pleasure. I hadn’t been sure what it would feel like doing this, but I loved it. They felt hot, firm and sort of springy. I was soon taking one into my mouth and sucking. For some reason, it got me quite aroused again. I loved the feeling of sucking the whole engorged nipple right into my mouth and swirling my tongue all around it. And so did Tammy. She was whimpering with pleasure as I did it.

As I moved to do the same thing to her other nipple, I felt a blob of sun cream land on my backside and the Mum’s hands started to rub it in. She moved them firmly and purposefully across, spreading the cream right up and around. It should have been a totally normal thing to do. She’d often helped put cream on me in the past and I’d never thought anything of it – but now it seemed different somehow. I was still buzzing a bit from my orgasm with Tammy, and sucking her nips now was sending ripples of excitement through me all over again. Now my backside seemed sensitive to every move that Mum was making and I found myself really enjoying it and hoping that she wouldn’t stop! As her deft fingers moved across the crease from one side to the other, I found myself opening my thighs slightly, hoping that she might give me just a quick rub between them!

I applied myself to Tammy’s nips with even more enthusiasm and slid my right hand down her stomach to seek out her hot little pussy, still covered by the scrap of bikini below. She was quickly responding now, her body squirming beneath me. She must have got herself pretty heated before with all the attention she was giving to me! I gently stroked my fingers over the warm wet material of her bikini, feeling the outline of her pussy beneath. Her hips bucked in response – I think she liked it!

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As the final guests left the house, Calliope was fast asleep, curled in a ball like a sleeping kitten on the couch, their father had retired to his den with a glass of whiskey and his business partner. Daphne and her mother cleaned. Her family could more than afford a maid, or butler, but they always felt it kept them grounded by not flaunting too much of their wealth.

“Thank you dear, I appreciate you helping out.”

“Of course mom, I mean I’m only here two more days, and I want to spend as much time as I can with you and help out where I can.”

“You’re such a good girl.”

“Oh?” Daphne glanced over her shoulder at her mother. “Can I be your good girl mommy?” she asked in a child-like voice.

“Daphne please.” she glanced to the kitchen door, and back to her daughter, “Not here, not now.”

“But mommy.”

“I’m not sure we should even continue that whole thing.” she said nervously stacking dirty plates in the sink.

Daphne approached her mother and pressed her large chest in her mother’s back and whispered in her ear, “I think you’d love what I can do to you, and I know you’d love what Calliope can do to you.”

“Daphne… please.”

“Please what? Please make you cum harder than you ever have in your life? THAT, I can do.”

“No Daphne,” she spun around, their breasts pressed together as the young girl and her mothers’ faces were merely inches apart. Daphne’s lust-filled eyes absorbed her mother’s beauty.

“I never noticed just how sexy you were until our little encounter upstairs. I get wet just thinking about what you might taste like.”

“Daphne, please stop.” She bit her lip.

“Give me a chance and you’ll be scream don’t stop.” Daphne replied as she reached up and gently stroked her mother’s face.

“Please don’t do this, it’s wrong.”

“Wrong?” Daphne leaned in and kissed her cheek, “No mom, it’s perfectly right.”

She tried to get away, but Daphne grabbed her tightly by her waist and pulled her back close. “Just let it happen, it needs to happen.”

Again she pulled away, and Daphne let her go. She moved to the door, and looked out into the great room. Her youngest daughter still slept on the couch, and she could hear the faint voices of her husband and his business partner talking in the den. Suddenly she felt Daphne behind her again. She wrapped her arms around her mother’s waist and nibbled her ear. “Please mommy.” she whispered and kissed her neck. The older woman sighed and pushed slightly back against Daphne, feeling her daughter’s ample breasts press into her back. Her mind raced. She wanted to touch her, kiss her, taste her, but she was conflicted. I can’t do this, she’s my daughter! I gave birth to her, I nursed her, I can’t cross that line. As Daphne continued to kiss and nibble her neck, her head fell back against Daphne’s shoulder and she moaned audibly.

“That’s it mommy, just enjoy it.” Daphne breathed into her ear. A chill ran down her mother’s spine and Daphne’s hands slowly slid up her torso. Her hands snaked up and her fingers curled around her mother’s breasts and squeezed them gently.

“Wonderful!” Daphne declared and her hands continued to explore her mother’s chest.

“Daphne, please.” Her mother groaned, “Stop this now, we… we can’t… we shouldn’t.”

“But we will!” she replied.

Her mother turned around again, and took her daughter’s face in her hands. She looked into Daphne’s eyes, then to her full, slightly parted lips. She licked her lips and pressed them against the young girl’s. Daphne whimpered as the two women kissed. Daphne’s lips opened to allow her mother’s tongue in to explore her mouth. Daphne’s hands slid up under her mother’s blouse and gripped her full, heavy breasts firmly.

“I want to fuck you so bad mommy.” Daphne whispered.

The older woman pulled away, wiped her mouth off and smirked at her daughter, “Daphne…”

“Yes mommy?” she looked to her beautiful mother with wanting eyes.

“We’re done. Never again, I cannot have sex with my daughter.”

“What the fuck!?”

“Quiet down young lady!”

“How can you tease me like that and then say no more?”

“It’s wrong, yes, it feels good, but you shouldn’t do something just because it feels good.”

“But-“

Male voices could be heard coming closer. The women straightened themselves and went back to straightening up the kitchen. The two men entered and set down their glasses.

“Samantha, always wonderful to see you again.” the first man said with a smile.

“Of course Alex, nice to see you as well.” They gave each other a polite hug.

“Daphne, good look with the rest of your schooling, and tell Calliope I said goodbye.”

“I will Mr Clark, and thank you.”

“Samantha, I’m going to see Alex out and head up stairs, are you okay down here?”

“Of course darling, I have Daphne to help me finish up.” she replied.

“Goodnight Butterfly.”

“Good night daddy.” Daphne replied with a warm smile.

After the men left, Daphne turned to her mother, this time angry gaziantep ucuz escort bayan and bitter, “Mother, why would you do that? Why would you kiss me then say never again?”

Samantha approached her daughter and spoke in quiet tones. “You told me the other day, you and your sister are in love.”

“So?”

“I will not risk your affection for each other by being ‘the other woman’ or coming between the two of you.” she explained.

“But-“

“No, Daphne. If you are truly in love, then having sex with me would be cheating and wrong.”

Daphne paused and thought about her mother’s words. She sighed deeply and glanced into the living room, where she saw the true object of her affection, her younger sister Calliope.

“I guess you’re right.”

“Of course I am dear. So why don’t you go take your sister up to her room, and get some sleep?” she suggested as she kissed her daughter on the cheek. Daphne turned and headed out to the living room. Back in the kitchen, Samantha watched her daughter walk away with hungry lustful eyes. Stop it! She’s your daughter, you can’t have sex with her, no matter how much you want to. Plus, she and Calliope… Her mind raced to the two beautiful girls having sex, and she felt a dampness between her legs grow. Dammit!

In the living room, Daphne sat carefully on the couch next to her sleeping sister, and stroked her hair. She looked at her sister’s face, blissfully sleeping like a kitten, and smiled. I DO love her, all this outside ‘activity’ needs to stop. If we’re going to make this work we need to discuss boundaries, and limits. I’m going back to school in two days and we need to know where everything stands. I’m not so sure I want her fucking Sarah or any other girl while I am gone. She’s mine and I am hers. I don’t want to share her with an outsider. Calliope stirred, and stretched, she looked up through barely open eyes, “Hey sis.” she smiled.

“Hey there.” Daphne replied.

Calliope slid up and rested her head on Daphne’s lap, and before the older girl could say a word, he little sister fell back asleep. Daphne chuckled to herself and stroked her sister’s arm and side. Calliope nuzzled her face into Daphne’s tummy and was back to dreamland.

Their mother appeared from the kitchen, “She won’t wake up?” she whispered.

“Naw, she’s just tuckered out, I guess.” Daphne replied.

“Okay, well goodnight sweetie.”

“Night mommy.” She replied. Samantha shook her head, and headed off to bed. Daphne sat with her sister’s head on her lap until she too fell asleep. The sisters slept as one, soulmates and lovers.

The next morning Daphne awoke to a seemingly empty house. She rubbed her eyes and looked to her lap, but Calliope was gone, and she was taken aback as to how sad she was to wake up and not find her dear sister with her. She wandered into the kitchen, no sign of anyone ever being there. It was cleaned as if the maid had been in. As she wandered through the house she began to go over the last week of life. I’m so glad I came out to Calliope, and her response has been nearly perfect. But this whole hang up on the word ‘incest’ has been a real sticking point for her. It worries me that she may change her mind and decide that word overwhelms her desire to be loved by the one person who will never stop loving her. I can’t shake the feeling she’s going to shut me out once I go back to school. How will I be able to focus knowing she really doesn’t want to be with me anymore? Or possibly never did, and just played out this week because she thought it’s what I wanted her to do.

Daphne ascended the stairs and poked her head into Calliope’s room. She surveyed the messy teenagers room and stifled a chuckle. What a slob! What a sexy, sweet, delicious slob. She thought as she continued down the hall to her own room. She stopped at the door and looked to the end of the hall, to the master bedroom. What will we do about her? She seemed so into being with me…us, and then she stated we shouldn’t and we couldn’t. He body told a completely different story, but what can I do? She IS right about ‘cheating’ if Calliope and I are together and she and I have sex. I want to so bad, but I must maintain my loyalty to Cali. She sighed and wandered into her room. She looked around wishing her little sister would be there, waiting to hold her, kiss her, and just be with her. She dropped down into her chair overlooking the back yard and drifted away in her thoughts. I hope Cali comes home soon, we really need to figure this out. We’ve been having sex so much, we’ve hardly had enough time to really discuss what ‘this’ is, and where we want it to go. I hope she doesn’t plan on fucking every girl she sees now. Sarah is her best friend and that was her ‘experimentation’, but now we need to focus. My love for her runs so deep, and now that it’s out there, it needs some sort of… definition, I guess.

Later, Calliope and her mother returned from the store. They had been doing some shopping for a party they wanted gaziantep ukraynalı escort bayan to throw for Daphne as a going away party. Even though she’d only be gone a couple of months this time, Cali had talked their mother into a small gathering for Daphne. After unloading everything Cali dropped onto the couch next to her mother, and cuddled up to her.

“Calliope, don’t start with me.”

“Start with you? What ever are you talking about?” Calliope replied sarcastically.

“You know exactly what I am talking about. The other day in Daphne’s room.”

“OH! You mean when Daph and I tried to fuck you?” Cali replied and she snuggled her mother’s arm.

“Shhh… Cali!”

“What? Dad’s not here, relax.” Calliope replied as she wrapped and arm around her mother’s torso just under her large breasts. Her thumb stretched up and stroked the bottom of one of Samantha’s breasts.

“Stop that.” she replied and grabbed Cali’s wrist. She went to move her hand but Cali’s fingers managed to graze her mother’s nipple, which sent shivers up her spine.

“Ooh, mommy liked that!” Cali cooed as she rotated and lay across her mother’s lap on her back.

“Calliope, what do you think you are doing?”

“Putting myself on display for you mommy.” Calliope replied as she reached up and stroked her mother’s face. With her other hand she slowly pulled her shirt up, “I want to show you something special mommy.” She whispered.

“Cali, please don’t do this, I already when through this with your sister last night.”

Cali stopped and sat up. She turned to face her mother, “What do you mean?”

“I mean your sister attempted to seduce me, and I told her no. If you two are truly in love, and I completely support you. You should be truthful and honest about what each other wants.”

“Yeah, I suppose you are right.”

“Just please be careful with how open you are about it, people will not understand.” She explained as she stroked Calliope’s hair.

“I suppose you’re right mom.” Calliope sat quietly for a few moments, “But I still want the three of us to…”

“Stop right there.” Samantha sighed, “Sweetheart, let me tell you something. I will admit that I am attracted to the two of you, and I am trying to come to grips with that, but we shouldn’t follow through on that because I am your mother, and I am married to your father.”

“Yeah.”

“I can’t cheat on him, I love him.”

“I get that, but we’re family… it’s not really cheating.”

“Oh sweetheart, it IS cheating. If you two are entering into a relationship, you must decide if you want to be monogamous or open.” she explained.

“I suppose you’re right.” Calliope pouted for a moment, “I wonder if Daphne is home, I guess we have a great deal to talk about.”

“It certainly seems as though.”

“Hey mom.”

“Yes dear?”

“I have something I want to talk to you about before I go find her.”

“Alright, feel free to talk to me about anything.”

“Okay, here it is…” Calliope swallowed hard, and continued, “I do love Daphne, I do want to be with her, but…”

“But?”

“There’s one thing I am having a huge hang up about, and it’s something I know bothered you as well.”

“Which is?”

“Incest.” she stated flatly, “That word pounds in my head. I don’t know how to let it go.”

“Well honey, that is a tough one.” She thought for a moment, “Okay here are my thoughts on this subject. Who can tell you who to love? No one. You won’t have children, so there’s no issue there.”

“No way! I would never want a kid… like me.” Calliope grinned.

“Agreed.” her mother laughed, “The moral code is this country is widely influenced by religion… sadly. And those people, or rather their leaders instill this belief that it is wrong, and it has carried on for generations and worked it’s way into our laws.”

“So, really, if you don’t THINK there’s anything wrong with it, there isn’t?” Calliope questioned.

“I think so sweetie.” She paused and stroked her daughter’s cheek, “If you and Daphne truly love each other, and want to be together, then by all means please give it an honest try.”

“We will, thanks mom.” Calliope declared. She kissed her mother on the cheek and raced upstairs.

I love those girls, and I want the best for them, but this does worry me. I hope, no matter their decision that they are safe and happy. Samantha touched her cheek where Calliope kissed it and sighed. I need to get these thoughts out of my head, it’s so wrong for me to desire my daughters…isn’t it?

Calliope crept into Daphne’s room to see her sitting in her chair staring out the window. She made her way top her sister, and paused. Do I scare her, do I-

“Hey Cali.” Daphne greeted her sister.

“How did you know I was here?”

“I saw your reflection in the window dork.”

Calliope came around to the front of the chair and admired her sister. She is so beautiful.

“Sit.” Daphne patted her lap. gaziantep üniversiteli escort bayan Calliope gleefully settled onto Daphne’s lap and put her arms around her.

“What’s up baby?”

“We have a lot to talk about.”

“What do you mean?” Daphne asked.

“What I mean is, your doubts.”

“My doubts, I have no doubts.” Calliope replied annoyed.

“Incest.” she said flatly, “You seem to be hung on that word. It’s going to hold us back if you can’t let it go.”

Calliope began to giggle.

“What? This is serious Cali.” Daphne snapped. Calliope hugged her sister tightly, and kissed her cheek.

“Oh Daph, I have, or rather am.”

“Huh?”

“I had a talk with mom downstairs.” she took Daphne’s face in her hands, “I understand now what it is, and where it comes from, and it’s hardly worth worrying about.”

“Oh?”

“Yeah! Mom says the stigma of incest comes from an old religious indoctrination that is very out of date and antiquated.”

“Interesting.”

“Yeah, if people have an issue with us, then it’s their issue, not ours.” Calliope explained.

“Well, I am certainly happy to hear you say all of this. I was worried your hang up with that might sabotage us before we really get going.” Daphne explained.

“Well, I am happy to put you at ease.” Calliope replied with a smile and a kiss.

“Okay, one other thing.” Daphne paused and stroked her sister’s face, “We need to talk about a few things with ‘us’, and our relationship.”

“I think I know where you are going, mom and I talked about this as well.”

“Wow, you and mom apparently had a long, and in depth conversation.” Daphne replied annoyed.

“Well, she was just trying to help you and I out.”

“Well, what did she say?”

“She said we need to define some parameters of our relationship.”

“Agreed.”

“I’m not sure what exactly you want, but I was thinking about it, and I want us to be monogamous. No more Sarah, no more anyone else. I want to be with you, and only you.” Calliope explained.

“I have to say, I am a little shocked.”

“Why?”

“You are being very mature and take charge about all this.”

“Hey! I can be mature.” Calliope declared.

“I’m teasing you.” Daphne laughed, “I am happy to hear you say monogamous, I think that’s a great thing. I mean, I don’t want to be with anyone else but you.”

“That makes me happy.” Calliope purred as she cuddled close.

“Me too baby.”

The girls cuddled happily for awhile, until their mother entered.

“Girls?”

“Hey mom.” Calliope called out.

“Is everything okay? It’s awfully quiet up here.”

“Yeah, we had a nice talk, and I think we’ve gotten everything discussed and we’re in agreement.” Daphne explained.

“I am so happy to hear that.” She said as she sat on the sill in front of them, “I want you girls to be happy and safe, and the things we’ve discussed are very important to your ongoing happiness.”

“I think we’re going to be good.” Calliope responded. Daphne whispered in her little sister’s ear, she in turn giggled and nodded her head. Calliope rotated on Daphne’s lap to face their mother. Both girls looked at their mother with lusty eyes.

“Whaaaaat?” Their mother looked at them suspiciously. The girls flanked their mother and each kissed a cheek.

“One time mommy.” Calliope whispered.

“Please.” Daphne sighed.

“Girls, I thought-“

Daphne grabbed her mother’s face and turned it toward her. She smirked at her and kissed her hard. Calliope’s hands began to wander over her mother’s body. Samantha pulled away from her older daughter, “Girls, I thought the two of you…”

“Shhh.” Daphne smiled, as Calliope kissed her cheek, “We agreed, monogamy except for you.”

“Yeah, mommy can be our third.” Calliope agreed as she and Daphne kissed. Then turned their attention to their mother. The three women had a tongue tangling three-way kiss that got all of them going. I can’t believe I am going to do this. Samantha thought as she reached for her daughters.

“Fuck it.” Calliope blurted out and pulled her shirt off. Her small breasts hidden by a flowery pink bra. Samantha reached out tentatively to her youngest daughter’s chest.

“Go ahead mommy, touch them… please.” she said with childlike innocence. Daphne tugged off her shirt as Samantha took her daughter’s breasts in her hands.

“Do you like them mommy?” Calliope asked.

“Y-yes, they are very nice.”

“I know right!” Daphne declared as she tugged on her mother’s blouse, “Let’s get this off.” Calliope stared at her mother’s large breasts, “Wow mommy, you have beautiful breasts!”

“Thank you dear.”

“They are great!” Daphne stated as she unhooked her mother’s bra. As it fell to the floor, Calliope’s hands found them and gripped them firmly. She ran her thumbs of the nipples and “weighed” them in her hands.

“Mom, you have the most beautiful breasts, now I see where Daphne gets hers.” Calliope declared.

“Speaking of which, lets get those bras off girls.” Their mother directed and she reached around her youngest and unhooked her bra. Daphne quickly took hers off as well.

“See? Almost the same.” Calliope said as she took one breasts from each her mother and her sister in each of her hands, “So nice, I wish mine were bigger.”

“Oh honey no, you have lovely little breasts.” Samantha stated as her hands found their was back to Calliope’s chest.

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It was the girl’s 18th birthday celebration. They’d actually turned 18 a few months before at college, but we always celebrated their birthdays together. Lisa had just returned from the store with supplies for the celebration while Shawna had remained behind to fix dinner.

We’d gone to the beach that day and after coming home, I decided to shower. After a long day of beating myself up over my fantasies about Shawna, my daughter’s best friend…a girl who was like as second daughter to me, I’d finally managed to resist the urge.

For the past few days, I’d been masturbating to visions of beautiful, young Shawna. But after coming home from the beach, I’d at long last been able to overcome it. I’d been so proud of myself for that and was starting to feel better about myself, thinking that there might be some hope for me after all.

Then it happened.

Coming out of the shower, I’d heard a crashing sound downstairs immediately followed by Shawna’s shriek of pain.

Reacting as any parent would, I ran downstairs without concern for myself, clutching at the towel around my waist to discover that Shawna had burned her arm with a pot of boiling water.

Somehow, in the commotion, my towel had come off. As Shawna pressed her face into my chest in tears, I’d comforted my second girl unaware that I was naked until it was too late. I’d grown erect, right between Shawna’s bare thighs.

The rest is…well…some kind of sick and twisted history.

Shawna had apparently become aroused by our intimacy, and to tell the truth, so had I. I tried to resist, but overcome by my recent lust for my second daughter…I ended up fucking her in the kitchen while my daughter Lisa was at the store.

Lisa had come home, unaware that her fucked-up father was banging her best friend in the kitchen and nearly caught us.

Now, I crouched, naked, in the doorframe of my bedroom, barely daring to breathe, listening to the two downstairs. Shawna had been completely naked during our sex and had apparently run into the downstairs bathroom as Lisa walked in.

I heard her come out and greet Lisa.

Lisa was shocked at the burn on Shawna’s arm, though I knew it wasn’t serious thank god.

But the burn on her arm was the least of my worries now.

I had just fucked the hell out of my daughter’s best friend, who was like a daughter to me, and I was scared to death and at a total loss.

“I burned my arm fixing dinner,” I heard Shawna answer Lisa’s surprised question as she came out of the bathroom.

“Jeez, Shawna, are you okay?” Lisa said worriedly.

“It’s nothing serious, dad took care of it.”

I winced at the reference to me.

“Well, thank goodness it’s nothing serious. Hey Shawna, are you going to wear your bikini the rest of the evening?” Lisa laughed.

“Uhm….no…”

There was a moment of silence, until I heard Lisa exclaim in surprise.

“SHAWNA!” she said, sounding shocked. “For fuck’s sake, you can’t walk around like that! gaziantep manken escort bayan Daddy could come down at any minute!”

I could only imagine what Shawna had done.

“I’m just playin’ Lisa” Shawna said, breaking into fits. It seemed that despite the fact that Shawna and I had fucked like wild animals in the kitchen only minutes before, she was unaffected by it. Shawna was being her usual self with Lisa.

“Daddy!” Lisa called upstairs from the dining room. “Are you comin’ down?”

I was silent.

“Imma go change,” Shawna said, climbing the stairs.

Quickly, I shut my bedroom door and sat on the edge of the bed. The towel lay on the floor at my feet, forgotten for the moment.

What had I done? What the fuck…what in the name of god was wrong with me?

How…I wondered…how in the hell could I have allowed that to happen?

How could I have fucked Shawna?

I knew that I’d been fantasizing about her since I’d come home to find her sitting on the couch in her sleeps shirt and knee socks on the couch.

I’d gone into the kitchen to fix myself a drink. When I came back out, Shawna’s panties were lying on the couch next to her. I still didn’t know if she’d taken them off when I was in the kitchen or if they had been there and I’d missed them when I initially came through the door.

Shawna had stood up and walked by me, and I caught a glimpse of something I shouldn’t have. That’s when the fantasizing started…hell, that’s when I’d starting masturbating…picturing myself fucking her.

And now. Now, it was too late. I’d actually done it. I felt like shit. I felt like the biggest piece of shit on the planet.

There was no taking it back. I couldn’t turn back time and undo what had happened in the kitchen. I couldn’t un-fuck her.

I had no idea what I was going to say to her, or whether I could even face her again. What would she think of me…the man who had helped raise her from childhood…the man who she lovingly called her second dad? The man she trusted and looked up to?

Images of what had happened in the kitchen flashed through my mind. I saw Shawna in her bikini, holding her arm to her chest in pain.

I saw my erection sliding between her thighs. I saw myself rip her bikini bottoms away from her…I saw her naked body…I saw myself bend her over the kitchen counter and enter her.

I pushed the images away…and felt a stirring between my thighs again.

“Dad?”

Shawna’s voice, in a whisper, accompanied by a light tapping on my bedroom door, reached my ears.

I said nothing. I didn’t know what to say.

“Dad, can I come in? Please?”

“Go away,” was what I said…then instantly regretted it.

“Please dad? Please?” she tapped again.

With an exhale of resignation, I picked up my towel and wrapped it around me…surely I could at least trust myself with Lisa in the house. My words were hurtful gaziantep masaj yapan escort bayan and I heard it in Shawna’s voice. On top of everything else…I didn’t want her to think that I hated her or that I blamed her.

“Come on in honey,” I said.

Shawna pushed the door open and stepped through it.

I looked at her.

She had changed into jeans and a t-shirt.

She was so beautiful, and I loved everything about her.

I loved her like my own.

And, I’d let her down. I’d exposed myself; I’d shown her who I really was at the core…a dirty old man who wanted to fuck her…who did fuck her.

I wondered if she would ever trust me again…and I wouldn’t’ have blamed her if she didn’t.

“Dad,” she said softly, as tears threatened me.

“Shawna, look, I…” I began before she gently cut me off.

“Dad, please, it’s okay,” she said, placing a hand on my shoulder.

I jumped a little.

“I’m so sorry,” I said, dropping my head.

Suddenly, she was sitting next to me on the edge of the bed.

I heard Lisa moving stuff around downstairs.

Gently, Shawna placed her soft, warm lips on my cheek.

“I love you dad,” she whispered.

In spite of myself, and everything else…my cock stirred again under the towel.

I hated myself.

“Shawna, honey, please…” Facing her, I begged.

Pleading with my eyes, I just wanted her to understand without my saying it. I couldn’t say it. I wanted her to know that what we…I…had done was so deeply wrong, and that I loved her and just wanted things to be okay again.

Without warning, Shawna pressed her lips against mine and wrapped me in her arms.

My cock rose to full erection under the towel and I pushed her away.

“Shawna, no…” I said, keeping my voice low, “that’s so wrong.”

“Why is it wrong dad,” she whispered back. “I love you, and I know you love me…I’ve always loved you. I’ve watched you suffer since Mrs. B. died, and my heart has always ached for you, ever since I was a little girl.”

Slowly, as she whispered to me, Shawna pulled at the towel, until it came completely off of me…leaving me naked next to her.

My erection stood straight up between my thighs.

Wrapping her warm hand around it gently, she pulled on it slowly, lovingly. Unable to resist her again, I moaned softly.

“Oh…Shawna,” I said low, “this is so wrong…we can’t…can’t…”

The sensation was incredible as Shawna stroked me slowly, manipulating my cock in her fingers. Leaning back on the bed, I placed my hands behind me for support and gave in…I could no longer fight.

Shawna stroked me, stopping to pull on me, then stroked again, repeating the pattern over again…steadily increasing in speed.

My body was on fire…my cock swelled to hot iron in her palm.

“Daddy! Shawna!”

I suddenly heard Lisa call to us from downstairs and gaziantep masöz escort bayan froze.

But Shawna kept stroking.

“Everything will be ready in a minute!”

Leaning inwards, Shawna pressed her body into mine. I could feel her soft breasts and stiffening nipples through her t-shirt on my bare skin. Turning her head up, she gently placed her lips on my mine.

I pushed my tongue through her lips into her mouth and sucked it…exploring her with it.

“Oh god…Shawna,” I whispered into her mouth as her hand moved faster, pulling harder at my throbbing erection.

Pulling away, Shawna placed light kisses along my neck…slowly kissing her way down my chest to my belly…then below.

Leaning my head back, I closed my eyes, totally giving myself over to it…I felt my cock slipping slowly into her soft, wet mouth.

I shivered.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, with my knees apart, Shawna knelt in front of me and sucked my cock.

Taking into her mouth, she swirled her velvet tongue around the head, then sucked it all the way down…gorging on it….then pulled hard, sucking her way back to the head…over and over.

It felt incredible.

She was driving me crazy.

As my passion rose, it turned into pure lust.

Standing, I wrapped her soft hair her in my fingers, balling them into fist…and moved my hips…slowly fucking my cock into her mouth.

“Shawna….” I moaned, too loudly in the bedroom, “Shawna…”

As Shawna increased the speed of her sucking, she reached between my legs and gently cupped my balls, kneading them, rolling them in her palm.

Glancing in the mirror, I saw gorgeous young Shawna kneeling in front of me, sucking my cock in her jeans and t-shirt, while I stood, naked, wrapping her beautiful hair in my hands.

It was so erotic. So…wrong.

I pumped faster, jamming my cock into her mouth. Pulling on her hair, I moved her head back and forth, using it to fuck my cock.

The slurping sounds grew louder in the bedroom as I rammed my cock down Shawna’s throat. She held on, hugging me around the waist, kneading my bare ass cheeks with her fingers.

“Guys?” I heard Lisa call to us again from downstairs.

With the bedroom door standing wide open, I fucked Shawna’s face faster…scared to death that my daughter would come upstairs at any moment and catch us.

My orgasm built in my belly, threatening at the thought.

“Everything’s ready! Whatter you guys doin’ up there?” Lisa called out again, sounding closer, like she was at the bottom of the stairs.

“Fuck,” I muttered and tried to pull away.

But Shawna held on, sucking me hard into her mouth, fucking my cock with it.

“Hey! Daddy! Shawna!”

Oh god no I thought, panicking, just as my orgasm hit.

Moaning loudly, I came, jettisoning thick ropes of cum into Shawna’s mouth. She sucked hard, slurping them right out of me…fucking my cock hard and fast with her mouth…squeezing my balls with her palm.

Then, she released my cock and leaned back.

Grasping my shaft with her fingers, she pumped hard and fast, coaxing my cum out of me. Turning her head upwards, she looked into my eyes and smiled as I emptied my load right out in front of me, coating her t-shirt with it.

“What are you guys totally deaf?” Lisa was at the top of the stairs now, headed down the hall.

There was no way out.

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It is amazing how just one phone call can change your life forever. My call was from my mother asking me to watch over my little sister just ready to begin her freshman year in the same college where I was senior. I told her I didn’t mind if fact she could stay at my place if she wanted as I had an extra bedroom. Of course, I didn’t tell mom but I have always tried to watch my little sister, as in spy on her in the bathroom or to sneak a peek up her dress and I can’t even begin to count how many pairs of her dirty panties I jacked off into.

What I didn’t know was that my sister knew all about my perversions and as soon as she moved in, she used them to her advantage. On the first day, she sat across from me and ‘accidently’ let her dress slide up displaying a pair of transparent panties to me. I sat almost trance like staring between her thighs not even hearing what she was saying. She asked me if I was even listening to her and all I could say was huh.

“I said that I see you still get off looking up my dress.”

I stammered and tried to deny it but I couldn’t take my eyes off those panties.

“Come over here Richard and get a closer look, that’s right on your knees. First you must earn the right, take off my shoes, and massage my feet.”

I şanlıurfa escort bayan did as instructed and after the massage, she had me kiss her toes. Next, she spread her legs and instructed me to put my chin on the couch right between her thighs. She placed her feet on my shoulders and with her hands pulled me into her panty covered pussy. She ground herself into my face and I could smell her musk, as her panties got wet from her juices.

“You know Rich; I’ve always wanted to do this to you. Every time I let you peek at my panties I fantasized about rubbing you face in them. My little pussy boy you are going to be my little personal servant around here and if you keep me happy I’ll let you cum in my panties like you did back home.”

I don’t know how many orgasms she had but when she was finished with me; she pushed me away and then ordered me to fix her something to eat.

After lunch, she had me unpack and put away her things while she made phone calls. I kept telling myself I needed to put a stop to this but I was so turned on I couldn’t. I had no idea that this humiliation was such a turn on, as I had never experienced anything like it before. Every time the thought that my little sister gaziantep sarışın escort bayan was ordering me around entered my head my dick would throb. That evening before I drew her bath she had me paint her toenails blowing on them to dry. She reached inside her robe and pulled off her panties, handing them to me she said,

“Here you can jack off into these and when you’re done you can hand wash them for me.”

The next day when I got home after classes I walked into a mess, the front room was littered with empty beer bottles and half-eaten Chinese takeout. I walked into my bedroom to find my bed a mess and Cindy’s clothes lying on the floor. Then I noticed on my nightstand were three used condoms oozing their spunk all over my table. I stormed into Cindy’s bedroom to find her naked and unconscious on her bed. Her hair was all matted with what looked like cum and I could see her breasts were cover with bite marks. She was lying on her back with her legs spread exposing her pussy and I could see the cum leaking onto her thighs. The sight of my thoroughly fucked sister lying naked in front of me aroused me to rock hard. I looked up to see she was now awake and watching me rub my cock through şehitkamil escort bayan my jeans.

“Hey Bro, glad to see your home, come on over and give your sis a little clean up.”

She lazily put her finger into her slit and rubbed, she then put her finger into her mouth.

“That was some fine tasting jizz that nigger filled me with, come on take a taste.”

In a trance, I got down on my knees and lowered my face into her steamy cunt.

“Easy boy be gentle I’ve been fucked real good today and my cunny is a little sore. That’s better nice and soft, just lap up all that cum that Reg put in me.”

She ran her fingers through my hair as I licked sperm from her pussy.

She stopped me long enough to turn over then raising her ass in the air and pulling apart her cheeks she said,

“He got my back door too; can you stick your tongue up there and clean me out? Oh yeah, that’s a good boy.”

Next, she had me draw her bath and then bath her body as she relaxed in the tub. As I washed her hair, I asked about the condoms in my bedroom and she told me Reggie had run out of rubbers before he had run out of cum. After her bath, Cindy went to bed leaving me the mess to clean up.

I am now completely under the spell of my little sister, I cater to her every wish. I clean the apartment, do all the cooking, and laundry as she treats me like a personal servant. She seems to enjoy humiliating me and has gone as far as making me pull down my pants in front of her new friends to show them what she calls my teeny peeny. She tells me I am now her pussy slave and I belong to her, and you know, I wouldn’t have it any other way.

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I am 6’1, quite slim but not skinny, I work out a bit but only to keep fit, I’m not bothered about getting ripped. I have an average looking face and a thick 8 inch cock.

I have a fetish for anything nylon. Tights, stockings, you name it. I just love how smooth they feel and how amazingly sexy they look.

One day my sister and I were talking about sex (we’re a very open family) and the topic of fetishes came up. I told her about my nylon thing and she told me that the only thing better than nylon is a good pair of silk tights. My dick jumped to attention at that comment so I excused myself to jack off in my room.

From that day on all she ever seemed to wear was low cut tops (which she wore anyway) and instead of the jeans or shorts which she normally wore, she started wearing really tiny miniskirts and (I’m assuming silk) tights.

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Part way through the movie she grabbed my hands and moved us around so now one of my arms was around her waist and she put my other hand across my body and on her inner thigh. I looked deep into her eyes as I stroked her thigh. Her tights felt really amazing, so smooth. She then kissed me passionately, her tongue roaming around my mouth.

I şahinbey escort bayan returned the favour and moved my right hand up her back to undo her bra, letting her big sexy tits fall out. I moved my right hand around her body and grabbed her soft breast, all the while stroking her stunning nylon covered thighs. I groped her whole body hungrily while we made out and managed to get her to wriggle out of her skirt.

Now she was just wearing her tights and a tiny thong that matched her already discarded bra. I touched her body wildly. I groped her tits, squeezed her ass, felt her thin waist and if course I stroked her thighs.

She then took off my shorts and boxers and started jacking me off. I was so horny groping her sexy body and she was amazing at wanking me. I barely lasted 5 minutes. “I’m cumming” I managed to say between moans. “Oh yes baby, cum for me. Come for your sexy little sister. Cum on my thighs baby.” This sent me over the edge. I came like I’d never cum before. She angled my dick so I came on her silky thighs. I shot ropes of hot sticky cum onto her tights. şahinbey bayan escort She then rubbed my cum around her legs until there wasn’t an inch of her silky tights that wasn’t covered in cum, including her ass and even the fabric covering her pussy was now covered in my cum.

I told her that she looked sexy and asked her to masturbate for me. I wasn’t really expecting her to but to my surprise she stripped off her tights and her thong and she pushed two fingers into her tight wet pussy.

The sight of this got me immediately hard again and I moved her hand from her cunt to my cock. I started fingering her as she jacked me off. We made out again. Then in one swift movement she straddled me and sat on my dick. She sat down so my big hard cock entered her hot wet pussy.

“Oh my God I’m fucking my sister!” I exclaimed as she started to bob up and down on my dick. We sped up until we were fucking hard and fast. We went at it like animals and because I had already cum I was able to go for much longer than usual.

She screamed loudly as she hit her first orgasm. I kept fucking her until she came again and then the third time she came she moaned and squeezed my dick with her vaginal muscles. This made me cum. “I’m cummmmmmmminggggggg!” I screamed between breaths.

“Cum inside me baby. Cum in your little sisters tight pussy. Fill me with your hot sticky cum”

This sent me over the edge and we came together while passionately kissing.

I wonder if we will fuck again tomorrow.

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Vish was just 19 years and was already into major times with women and sex — all ages, he fucked all including the across the road tailor’s daughter Suma who loved sucking his dick in the backyard where they had the cow shed — he made her bend and swallow his prick and release the pent up sperm into her mouth, down her throat. He was eyeing his aunt Shanti — her mother’s sister. She was his next target and he wanted her badly — she was sex incarnate and everytime he saw her with Sridhar — the lousy husband, Vish wanted to tie him up and fuck his wife right in front of him.

It did not take much time — Shanti seduced him on the Lori day while they all went out to participate with the North Indians down the road — she was wearing a nice Kaftan and nothing beneath and stood aside along with her siblings and right infront he was watching her — she watched him and slowly the eyes saw the smoke between them turn opaque and in no time the function was over. Shanti was alone that night and Vish was aware — he did not want to lose this chance.

“I have to go far — can someone drop me home “, she quipped well within his hearing distance.

His mother Aishwarya immediately shouted, “Vish — drop Aunty home and stay there tonight and come back in the morning.”

*How he’s grown*, Shanti thought to herself as she sat behind the young man on his bike. She traced the contours of his deep, well-muscled chest with her fingertips. His body had filled out wonderfully. The weak thinness of his boyhood had metamorphosed into superbly sculpted musculature befitting his aquiline, clean-shaven features and gentle eyes.

They reached home and the guard leered at her and his mind told him that the boy will fuck his aunt — Shanti was a sex goddess and men drooled over the slut even in a blanket draped around her — they could strip her naked.

That night she did him in — and it was not long before — in the kitchen while she was trying to make some coffee for him — he came and cupped her boobs and she slapped him and he held her hands to the wall and kissed her back as a retaliation and she came from the fake and allowed herself to submit — only after throwing all rights and wrongs of such relationships which had no impact on him and actually even on her-they had no influence — she had fucked his father silly so many times — his sister was their sex slave — our own Madhavi and if things went okay, Shanti was going to make the brother fuck the sister in front of her in this house.

It was 6 months and their affair was steady and going good.

His lovemaking had improved immeasurably. She smiled to herself at the memory of what he had done to her and made her do to him; a6 months ago, he had not possessed such strength, such stamina, such staying power. Now he could fuck masterfully, alternating between a savagely demanding ram-fucking and a gentle, intense stoking of his lover’s passion. The combination was like fire and ice, and his lovers were ecstatic. Shanti kissed her handsome young nephew tenderly, her tongue slithering between his lips.

Vish was an intensely handsome young man. He had a square, masculine jaw, a strong, aquiline nose, deep-set eyes, short, thick hair. His chest was well-defined and muscled, the belly hard and flat. Broad shoulders, padded with muscle, sliced in a sharp V to a narrow waist and high hips. The torso was smooth and hairless all over.

A thin gold chain glinted around his neck. His arms and legs were curved with muscle. Between his legs, ten inches long when erect, and correspondingly thick, his uncircumcised penis was an instrument of joy.

Over time, he had learned to use his body with great skill and dexterity. He was doing so now, and Shanti was going wild. Much older than him, she had retained her looks and figure and was often mistaken for a woman several years younger. Her oval face was cute, with a pert nose, slightly hooded eyes, a rosebud mouth with sensual lips. Her skin was fair and smooth as cream, and her hair was silky and long. Her breasts were full and shapely, with stiff and stubby nipples in puckered aureoles. Her buttocks were firmly rounded, her belly firm. Her arms and legs were firm and shapely. She wore earrings, a gold wedding band, a thin gold necklace, gold bangles and a long black-beaded *mangalsutra* with a diamond studded pendant.

Vish’s hips rocked slowly back and forth, pumping evenly. He fucked her cunt unhurriedly, standing on the floor beside the bed on which Shanti lay naked with her hips at the edge. Her legs were splayed wide, her feet locked about his hips. He bent over her, forcing her legs wide and high with his hands. His cock went slowly in and out of her cunt and he grinned, his handsome face flushed. The gold chain slithered on his chest as he watched her writhe and moan in ecstasy beneath him. He loved fucking his aunts, Chitra and Shanti.

They were wonderful in bed and had taught him much. The incestuous nature of their relationship didn’t trouble any of gaziantep kızıl escort bayan them. Now he fondled Shanti’s swollen breasts and she arched with a loud gasp, her hands flying down to caress his balls and thick shaft. She spread her cunt-lips further open to receive him. Her breasts squeezed together as her shoulders hunched. He caressed her hard clitoris and stroked her belly and thighs and cunt and breasts. Gripping her hips, he swung his buttocks in slow circles, grinding down into her.

“OHHHHH Vish yes … OHHHH god yes … fuck me baby yes oh UHHH oHHH uhhhh OHHH uhh Vish-Vish-Vish uhh OHHHH uhh OHH,” she called, her cries rising.

Her young nephew flexed his buttocks and swung his hips rhythmically. Her face jerked to one side, contorting with sexual excitement, her white teeth bared and her back arched steeply. His thrusts rolled her body up onto the small of her back, jerking and snapping. Her breasts bounced as he began to move faster. “C’mon … take it … mm, yeh … ohhh yeh … take it bitch … take it!” Vish gasped.

“Ohhhh yes … that’s it … mmm yeh … ohhh yeh … do it lover … do it … fuck me good baby mm OHHH yeh ohhh yes yes …” Shanti replied.

He went into hard, and she sucked in her breath with a loud hiss.

“OHHH Vish OHHHH uhhh Vish uhhhhh OHHH uhhh – OHHH,” she moaned deliriously. “Ohhhh god baby yes … ohhh that feels so good … mmmm yeh … that’s it baby … yes … do it … do it Vish … ohhhh uhh OHHH uhh OHHH uhh OHHH I want you babe Yes uhhh OHHHH yes-yes-yes!”

“Take it uhhhhh yeh ohhh god yeh yeh … take it … take it all you whore take it!” Vish growled, exciting her with his language. “C’mon you slut … take it … take it whore … take it OHHH fuck OHHHHH yeh OHHHHH uhh OH!”

Shanti’s cunt convulsed and contracted like a hot, wet suction device on Vish’s dark, throbbing, vein-ridged tool. He swung his hips, and she moaned louder as he churned her cunt using his cock like a pestle. Her hips rolled under his, and her back arched and fell, arched and fell. Her head jerked from side to side. Her lips were parted, her eyes closed. She ran her tongue sensuously over her upper lip. She squeezed and rolled her breasts under her hands. His cock was wonderful, its thick veins pumping blood and rasping against her gorged clitoris. In and out, in and out, he went, abruptly changing the tempo to a furious “inoutinoutinoutinout”, making her whimper and cry out loudly in sheer delight. Abruptly, he slowed again, then hit a rapid-fire stroke without warning, slowed, quickened, slowed and quickened, slowed and quickened, slowed again. Shanti cried out deliriously, her body whipping and writhing and thrashing on the bed in front of him. Vish chuckled softly and squeezed her breasts. She moaned. Slowly, he eased his cock out of her. His body glistened with sweat. He breathed heavily through flared nostrils, not yet panting.

Vish felt good. He had the stamina, the control. He could fuck her for a long time yet before he came. He squeezed his penis into her cunt again and Shanti arched steeply under him, gasping and moaning her pleasure. Laughing at her reaction, in complete control of himself, Vish slid his hands up her body and squeezed her swollen breasts. His penis surged into her flesh, driving in deeper and deeper till he was fully embedded in her slit. Shanti groaned, her head arched to one side, her hips arched up in exquisite tension. His penis was heavenly inside her, hot and hard and thick and heavy.

“Fuck me,” she gasped. “Come on, Vish, fuck me! Fuck my cunt … Ohhh baby yes! Ohhh yes … Mmm … yes … ohh that’s so good … yes … fuck me!”

Chuckling at her fervid, obscene love-calls, Vish fucked his aunt slowly, with immense enjoyment. Her cunt was hot and tight and it convulsed powerfully on his throbbing penis. She had considerable experience and she controlled the contracting of her cunt muscles in a steady, erotic rhythm, gyrating her hips gently in tight circles to caress his aroused shaft. He flexed his buttocks and slid into her flesh again with a soft sigh, swinging his hips and entering her from all angles. Shanti kissed him hungrily. His buttocks rose and his great cock slid up and out, paused, then squeezed steadily into her flesh again, squelching and scrunching softly through her sodden cunt-flesh.Vish got onto the bed on his back with his hips at the edge, his legs hanging over. Shanti swung a leg across his hips and straddled his crotch, her back to him. Taking his penis in her hands, she positioned herself over it. With a loud, rattling gasp, she sank her hips onto his upright penis. Beneath her, Vish gasped as her hot cunt engulfed his cock. Moaning, she writhed ecstatically on the burning member between her legs, her face flushed with lust, her body shining with sex-sweat. Her hips swung erotically in tight circles, spiraling down onto his penis till it was embedded in her cunt-flesh.

“OHHHH gaziantep köle escort bayan baby YESSSS!” she gasped, her buttocks flexing, her hips grinding round and round. “Yes! Ohhh god yes, Vish, yes!”

He slid his hands under her buttocks and she bent forward, her legs folded beneath her, her hands on his knees. They began to move together. Her back swung and curved and bent like a bowstring as he pumped his hips under her, thrusting his cock into her hot, wet cunt. Her buttocks rose and fell, going steeply up and down, up and down, up and down, a good eight inches or more each time, their groins scrunching wetly together. Her cunt-lips slid up the rigid, throbbing, vein-ridged shaft of his cock and jerked down again. Her face turned up, her lips parted, her eyes fluttered and she panted and moaned deliriously in bliss as hot fires spread through her body. Her breasts bounced and jiggled and she squeezed them in excitement, crushing them in her hands. Holding her buttocks, he pulled them open and pressed a fingertip to her anus. She moaned, writhing on his cock.

“Oh-uhhh-OH-uhhhOh-uhhh-OHHH-uhhh,” she cried. “Fuck me, Vish, fuck me!”

“Yeh! Take it! Take it! Take it! Take my cock, bitch! Take it all! Come on, whore, come on, come on, come on OHHHHH yeh!”

In bed, she was no longer his aunt, and he used no honorific in addressing her. Now she was a woman to be bedded well and fucked hard, like a gutter-whore.

Trembling and whimpering, her cunt convulsing feverishly on his penis, Shanti bucked up and down on her nephew’s swollen penis, her head arched back, her lips wide, her eyes half- shut, moaning like a slut. Her breasts jiggled and bounced with their motions, and she squeezed them hard in her hands, rolling her palms over her rigid nipples, moaning obscenities. Reaching down, she squeezed his heavy balls and fingered his shaft.

They slowed and she rose off his penis and, turning around to face him, impaled her cunt on his cock once again. Bending forward, she thrust her tongue greedily into his mouth, grinding her hips on his. Moaning thickly, leaning forward on outstretched arms, she began to rock and jerk up and down on his cock. He groaned and moved with her, thrusting his enormous penis into her again and again. Her cunt slid up and down the length of this cock, which appeared and vanished between the creamy lobes of her buttocks. She flexed them rapidly over his penis, her cunt contracting powerfully on it and he gasped and thrust up hard into her. She moaned and rocked faster and faster. Her breasts jiggled and bounced and her necklaces danced and tossed this way and that. She flung her face back and he squeezed her breasts hard. She moaned obscenely to him to fuck her harder. Faster and faster they moved, their bodies jerking hungrily. Craning his neck, he squeezed her breasts together and sucked sharply on both nipples at once. Shanti hissed in joy.

“Yes … fuck me … fuck me hard, Vish … fuck my cunt … Ohhhh yes!” Shanti cried.

Vish gripped her buttocks and rocked her rapidly up and down on his pumping hips. Pulling her buttocks open, he pressed his fingertip to her anus. Instantly, she gasped, her cunt grinding down hungrily onto his penis.

“Vish … use the dildo … the long, thin one …” she muttered.

Her nephew understood at once. He picked up a slim, nine-inch long, pre-lubricated rubber dildo and pressed the conical head to her anus. Shanti paused, tense, her buttocks split open as he pressed it to her rectum.

“Now,” she gasped. “Shove it in, Vish!”

His finger tightened and he slid the dildo through into herrear-channel. Shanti’s head whipped back and she cried out, her lipstearing wide in a rictus of joy, tendons popping in her neck. The dildo and his penis were separated by the merest membrane of flesh.

“OHHHHHHHH! OHHH NIR-UHHHHVOHGOD YES OHHHH YES!” she cried. Shanti’s cunt slammed down on his penis, convulsing frenetically. Vish gasped, arching into her. She moaned. Her buttocks and hips trembled and writhed.

“More,” she panted. “More, Vish! Put it all in! Quickly! OHHHHHHHHHH!”

Vish sucked sharply on her swaying breasts as he forced the dildo deeper and deeper into her anus. Exercising control, he held himself still under her. Shanti began to move, her hips swaying and rolling and rocking and bucking over his lap. Keeping his hips rock- steady, letting her move, Vish slowly slid the dildo out of her anus. Shanti gasped sharply, her face contorting at the sudden release of pressure. Her cunt slammed down on his penis and instantly, Vish forced the dildo deep into her anus.

“OHHHHHHHH NIRUHHHHHHVYES OHHHH OHH UNHHH OHHHH OH-OH-OH-OH-OHHHHHHH!”

Vish chuckled at her joyous, lusty shriek. Her anus and cunt convulsed frenetically on the dildo and his penis.

“Like it?” he growled. “Like it, bitch? Like having it in both your ass and cunt, hah?”

“Yes … Ohhhh … yes yes yes,” she moaned feverishly, gaziantep kumral escort bayan kissing his face.

“Then come on, whore … take it … take it all!” Vish began to move under her, pumping his hips up and down, driving his cock in and out of her heaving, writhing cunt, while he stroked the dildo smoothly in and out of her anus. Shanti was delirious with joy. Her head snapped back and forth, and her body jerked and bounced in a frenzy over his, her breasts bouncing violently. Her moans and gasps were loud and lewd. Vish slapped her swinging, pendulous breasts lightly with the back of his free hand and she hissed in delight and lowered them to his mouth.

Prolonging the pleasure, they slowed and he eased the dildo out of her anus. Shanti whimpered and slid off his penis. Gasping and panting, she slid down to kneel on the floor and buried her face in his crotch. Vish grunted happily and spread his legs. Her mouth was warm and moist and her tongue was electric and hungry. She sucked his cock greedily, licking the cock-head rapidly, probing his glans with her tongue-tip. The sensation was exquisite and extraordinary. Vish moved her head over his lap with one hand.

“Mmm … yeh … suck it, bitch … suck my cock, Shanti … suck it … yeh … that’s good … yeh … mm … suck it all, slut … come on!” he murmured happily.

Vish craned his head to look at her and smiled at the sight. Her head bobbed rapidly over his lap, her fingers curled lovingly around his erect penis, pumping it deftly. Her lips were clamped about his cock-head and good part of his shaft, and her face was distended with the size of his cock. Her tongue worked his penis incessantly and adroitly, curling and swirling around his bulbous cock-head, probing the glans. She scraped his shaft delicately with her teeth, making him grunt in pleasure. Her eyes flicked up and she saw him watching her and smiled, her eyes dancing mischievously. Pausing briefly, Shanti looped her long *mangalsutra* and gold necklace several times around his penis. Now her head was pinned to his crotch. Vish groaned as she took his cock in her mouth again and he felt the sharp rasp of her necklaces on his cock-head and shaft.

“Stop,” he gasped. “Enough, Shanti … stop!”

Shanti paused, giggling and gently unwound the necklaces. Sliding upward, kissing and licking his hard belly, tonguing his navel, she squeezed her breasts around his throbbing shaft. Vish groaned and flopped back. Her hard nipples raked his shaft and the warmth of the breast-sheath made him tremble with pleasure. She masturbated his penis deftly with her breasts, occasionally licking and sucking his cock-head. Gasping, his chest heaving, Vish pulled her up over him. Her breasts scraped against his lean, muscular body and they kissed, her tongue roving hungrily in his mouth. He fondled her swollen breasts tenderly as her hips squirmed and writhed against his. She groped for his cock, moving it between her thighs and quickly slipped into her cunt. Vish chuckled, smiling with pleasure. She grinned down at him, kissing his nose and eyes, tonguing his ear, her hips rocking gently over his, her cunt slithering up and down his shaft.

“This is wonderful,” she murmured, bending her head to suck on his nipple. “I love your body, Vish … and your cock …”

He laughed, caressing her smooth, firm back and buttocks, gently teasing them apart to finger her anus, fondling her thighs and breasts. She squirmed and writhed over him. “I want to lick your slit, babe,” he murmured, kissing her. “Come on.” Gently, Vish rolled over, his big, thick penis still in her cunt. She laughed, her body under his and caressed his wide shoulders and deep chest sensuously. His hips rocked gently back and forth, his penis glistening as it stroked and pumped gently in and out of her cunt. Her hips writhed and bounced in unison with his prick.

Slowly, he eased out of her cunt and, bending his head, dragged his tongue over one breast. Shanti murmured happily, closing her eyes. His tongue flicked at her rigid nipple, moved to the other, returned to the first. Squeezing the warm, turgid flesh in his hand, he sucked on her breast and Shanti groaned softly, erotically caressing the other breast under her open palm. He moved to the other breast, swirling his tongue over her puckered aureole, scraping the hard nipple across his teeth and gums and the roof of his mouth and Shanti hissed softly in pleasure. Twining his fingers in her necklaces, he rasped them across her nipples, making her gasp and arch sharply in delight. Her fingers entwined in his hair and she clenched his head to her chest. Squeezing her breasts together, he plied both nipples simultaneously with his tongue, nibbling gently on them. Shanti arched, groaning her pleasure and then gasped loudly as he dragged her necklaces between his teeth and rolled them with his tongue over her rigid breast-tips.

“Yes!” she murmured. “Oh yes!”

Still sucking and nibbling her nipples and breasts, he slid his fingers down over her belly to her crotch. Her legs opened wide. He dragged his finger down her slit and masturbated her gently and deftly, knuckling her gorged clitoris. Shanti trembled, her hipswrithing against his hand. Vish released her breasts and slowly moved downward, swirling his tongue through her navel, descending lower to nuzzle her crotch. Shanti pulled her cunt-lips open for him.

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This is my first attempt at a story. So any advice/comments would be appreciated! Enjoy!

It was about 2am, and I couldn’t sleep. I was awaken by some noises coming from outside the bedroom. Concerned I got up and proceeded to check things out. I ventured all around the house to find nothing. On my way back to bed, I decided just to check up on my daughter Sara, to make sure she wasn’t awake. She needed her rest. This was her last week of high school and she was getting ready for graduation, she just turned 18 and finally decided on a college to go to. Her mother would be so proud.

I bare cracked her down open when I realized where the noise was coming from. As I peeked in to check on things I saw some rustling in the sheets. My anger rose and I thought she had a boy in her bed in the middle of the night. Just as I was about to rush right in I realized she was alone, and it was just her in bed, masturbating. She hadn’t noticed me at the door, as I unconsciously stared at her sensuous body. What was I doing? I quickly looked away and took a step back when I realized I had a raging hard on. Without any hesitation, I gently caressed my stiffened cock through my boxers.

Sara was beautiful, and seeing her like this made her just as sexy as ever. As she was starting to climax, she threw the covers off the bed, still unaware I was standing and staring at the door. She vigorously rubbed her clit in a small circular motion, and I pulled out my cock and began to stroke along with her. Her porcelain skin began to glisten more with beads of sweat that was running off her body. I thought I was going to blow a load right then and there. I held back as long as I could. She finally moaned in a deep orgasm and just as she was finishing up I fell a bit forward and banged the door. She scurried and grabbed the covers and pretended she was asleep and I pretended I just got there. Had she seen me? Did she know that I was there watching her, lusting for her, for my daughter? I quickly left and went back to bed, rubbed one out and feel asleep.

The next morning I got up as usual and was at the table reading my paper, and drinking my cup of coffee when Sara rushed in.

“I’m late, shit, I’m late!”

“Sara! Your mouth!” I said sternly.

“Sorry dad, no time for breakfast, I woke up late and I have to get going to school.”

She ran out and slammed the door. Did she realized I was watching her last night and is now embarrassed? I finished up my paper and coffee and went upstairs to grab my things to go gaziantep özbek escort bayan to work. I don’t know what came over me but I went into Sara’s room and laid in her bed, smelling the sheets that she came on. The smell of her body was all over them and I instantly became hard. I figured I had a few extra minutes to spare so I undressed and laid in her bed. I closed my eyes and thought about last night. Sara’s soft body laying in the exact spot I was laying, getting her juices all over the sheets. At this point I didn’t care about the fact that she was my daughter. All I know is that I wanted her, bad. But there was no way I was going to ever get to. I continued to lay in her bed and began to slowly stroke my cock. Imagining her slowing sucking my cock and getting it extra wet and my pre cum began to run. Thinking about Sara delicately licking the head of my dick with her soft tongue. I was harder than ever! I needed to cum! I began stroking my cock faster and faster and not at all paying attention to the time. I didn’t care if was going to be late for work, hell, maybe I’ll just call out and lay here all day. That sounded like a great idea. I grabbed the cell and quickly called out with the excuse of a 24 hour stomach flu. I then went right back to where I had left off. I was just about to cum and this was going to be the best sick day ever when Sara’s door flew wide open.

“Uh… Dad?!”

I just froze, there with my cock in my hand laying her bed.

“What are you doing here sweetie? Aren’t you suppose to be in school?”

“I realized that I wasn’t late, and it’s a half day because of exams. I don’t have to go in until noon.”

“Oh.” I said… still frozen, still holding my throbbing cock in my hand, still waiting to cum. I slowly moved and tried to put my clothes back on as if I thought she hadn’t or wouldn’t see me if I just moved slow enough. She just stared at me, with eyes wide open, jaw dropped, and breathless.

“Its not what you think Sara?”

“Oh? So you’re not on MY bed wankin it?”

“Okay… so its EXACTLY what you think. I’m so sorry. Let me get out of here and get going to work before I’m too late.”

I gathered my clothes and got up and started to walk out of the room with my head hung low. Just then, Sara grabbed my arm. I looked up and she smiled sweetly.

“Daddy..” she cooed. “You don’t have to be ashamed. I’m 18, I’m not a kid anymore. Although I have never done it, I know about sex, porno videolar I know about masturbation, and I know you have been feeling lonely since mom passed last year.”

She turned to me and gave me a long strong hug. I realized I was still stark naked and holding my clothes in one hand. As she let go I noticed how hard her nipples were through her sheer top. My cock immediately rose to attention. Embarrassed, I threw my clothes over my manhood and started again to walk out the door.

“You liked what you saw last night didn’t you? Sara said with a devilish grin. “I know you did. I saw you stand at the door while I pleasured myself. I saw you grab your cock and stroke along.”

I froze, again. She knew I was there. I didn’t know what to say. I’ve been caught, twice. She then came around to the front of me and knocked my clothes from out of my hand.

“I knew it! You got a hard on just by hugging me! You want me don’t you!? You want to fuck me huh? Fuck your own daughter?!”

I still haven’t said a word. I just stood there naked with my head low staring at my still raging hard on. I didn’t know what to say, what she was going to say or do next. I just wished that last night never happened.

Next thing I knew, I felt moisture on my cock. I looked down and saw Sara with her mouth wrapped tightly around my dick. What the hell was going on? I must be hallucinating. Didn’t she just say that I was sick, and now she is down on her knees bobbing down on my cock?

“Sweetie we shouldn’t be doing this. This isn’t right.”

“You want to fuck me right?! I’ve wanted your dick for so long. I figured now is as good of time as any.”

I didn’t answer her. I just let her pleasure me with her mouth. Her nipples were still rock hard and I just about came when she rolled her tongue around the head of my cock. She took her tongue and licked the head of my dick and pulled away as a string of pre cum hung from the tip of my dick to her perfect lips.

“I want you to fuck me daddy. I want you to be my first. Please fuck me.”

I slowly guided her to her bed and laid her down gently, then proceeded to take off her clothes. The smell of her sweet pussy was getting stronger as I pulled her pants off. God I wanted it so bad. I then took off the rest of her clothes leaving only her red lacy panties.

“Aren’t you gonna take those off too dad?”

“In just a minute sweetie.”

I crawled up her body and began to suck on her nipples.

“Mmmmm.” gaziantep rus escort bayan She sighed.

I slowly kissed all the way down until I got between her legs. I then slowly pulled off her panties and the overwhelming scent of her pussy just about made me cum right then and there. I kissed her pussy lips and she lifted her hips to my face. I began slowly fucking her with my tongue. With ever moan more and more of her juices landed in my mouth.

“I want your cock now daddy, please” she said ever so sweetly.

I had already gone this far, I might as well finish up the job. I sat up and guided the tip of my dick over the lips of her pussy. I knew she wanted it. She was so wet. It had already looked like she came. I teased her with my cock some more until she was just begging me to give it to her.

“Are you sure you want this sweetie?”

“Never been more sure about anything in my life daddy. I want you to be my first, no one will love me like you daddy.”

“You’re right sweetie, no one ever will.”

I then slowly guided my dick in her tight virgin pussy and more of her juices helped lube my dick. About half way in I paused to let her get used to the feeling.

“Slam it in Daddy, give it all you got!”

I then forced my dick in her tight cunt so hard she yelled in agony and then in pleasure. I kept thrusting in and out of her pussy. It was the best piece of ass I have ever had. Her pussy was so tight on my dick.

“Oh daddy, mmm… that feels so good. I love your hard cock in my pussy. Shit Daddy.. Mmm”

She soon figured out to match my rhythm and soon we were going at a fast pace. I could tell she was going to cum and so was I. I didn’t want to cum quite yet so I grit my teeth and held back as much as I could.

“Harder, fuck me harder, make me your fuck slave. Make me your dirty whore. That is what I am! Your daughter is a fucking whore!” she yelled with all her might.

I then pulled out quickly and turned her over and took her from behind. Having her ass slap against my pelvis and my balls slapping her clit. I slapped her ass with one big swoop.

“You ARE a dirty whore, and you are MY whore. You like my cock in your cunt don’t you bitch?”

“Why yes daddy! Fuck me more…fuck me harder!”

I grabbed her hair and forcefully fucked the living shit out of her. She kept screaming in pain and pleasure and soon she was about to cum. I could feel the walls of her pussy beginning to pulsate.

“Oh my god daddy. I’m gonna cum.. Shit shit shit shit..”

Her pussy clenched my dick so tight, I planted my seed right in my sweet daughter.

“Did you cum in me daddy?”

“Yes sweetheart, sorry”

“Well hopefully I will have a little brother or sister to mother.” she said with a smile.

We both laid there… hot, sweaty, and naked. This by far WAS the best sick day ever.

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The wind whipped across the plains, cutting through to a person’s soul as it passed. Coats, hats, gloves, none of it was enough to keep out the biting cold. And heaven forbid your house had any cracks in it.

… Ours did.

Our home was a plain little farming house atop a hill that overlooked all of our fields. Sure, it might sound majestic, but then I would say to you that you know nothing about farming.

This was the winter of my eighteenth year, and it was just my father and I left to tend the farm as my mother had died some years before from cancer. Dad and I continued on as the best we could with him working the fields, and me taking care of the house and chores, but there still just weren’t enough hours in the day to do everything that needed to be done, and that included repairing those annoying little cracks in the walls that were now letting this biting wind to blow right through the house.

“Shelly,” my father called out, “I’m going to grab the last of the firewood.”

“Okay, dad. Be careful,” I replied as I took a roast out of the oven. My parents had had me late in life, and my dad was now 58-years-old, and though he was as strong as an ox, I still worried about him any time he did anything the least bit strenuous.

We were running low on firewood, and it was going to be a cold night without anything in the wood burner. I had pulled out all of the blankets and flannels I could find, but it still wasn’t going to take off that ‘bone chill’ we were feeling.

“Shelly, we’ve only got 3 logs left. I just haven’t had a chance to chop any wood lately with all of the field work I’ve had to be doing. I can do some tomorrow, but that isn’t going to do us a whole lot of good tonight.”

I was getting cold just thinking about how frigid it was going to be tonight in my bed, but I kept a brave face on so my father wouldn’t feel bad about the lack of wood. “Well, dinner is ready and hot, that will help us warm up some, and I’ve gotten out all the blankets, so we should be okay.”

Dad smiled at me, but I could tell it was forced. He felt like he had disappointed me.

I stepped out of the shower, fairly certain I had used all of the hot water that ever existed on Earth. Luckily I was a late night shower person, and daddy was an evening shower person, so I could be greedy with the hot water.

As I stepped out of the shower, I wrapped a towel around myself, and stepped over to the mirror to wipe off the steam.

While I was blow drying my hair, I swayed back and forth to the music in my head, studying myself in the mirror as I continued in my tedious task. I allowed my eyes to track down my developing curves, my growing bosom, my protruding hips… I reached up and undid the towel that was covering me, letting it drop to the floor.

I gave a small smile as I looked at my naked body in the mirror. I hated to come off as conceited, but I was definitely starting to look like a mature woman with all the parts in the right places. I knew that a lot of the boys at school wanted to have sex with me, and I had sex with Billy Richardson, but somehow I just knew he wasn’t that good.

It was the teachers at school that intrigued me. They always looked so, I don’t know, wise; like they might know what they were doing as opposed to someone like Billy.

After admiring my own shapely form for a few moments more, the cold finally started to creep through the steam, and I knew it was time to get some clothes on pronto.

I was awake, and it didn’t seem there were enough covers in the world to keep me warm. Even under my down comforter I was shivering, and I couldn’t stop. As this went on, I decided there was only one option.

Hoping out of bed, I immediately felt the cold of the wooden floor making its way through my wool socks, and I quickly hoped from throw rug to throw rug for just an added extra layer of protection from the cold floor. I made my way down the hallway to my father’s room and cracked the door open barely an inch before I heard, “Shelly?”

“Hey, dad. I’m freezing, and I was thinking…”

“Sleeping together? Crawl on in, I had the same thought.”

I smiled and quickly made my way over to his bed, and hoped in. The difference of two bodies under the same cover was almost immediately perceptible. I leaned over and gave him a kiss on the cheek in thanks, and we quickly settled in to try to get some sleep.

I had no clue how long we had been asleep when I awoke again. This time it wasn’t the cold that woke me up, but the feeling of a body pressed against my back.

Apparently in his sleep my father had rolled over and started spooning me. I could feel his body heat against my back, down to the curve of my ass. It wasn’t unpleasant in the least as I enjoyed the heat.

Wiggling backwards, I pressed harder into him, trying to see just how much of his body heat in to myself when I suddenly felt it. gaziantep minyon escort bayan There was no mistaking the shape, and I could definitely tell that my father’s penis was erect and pressing into the cheeks of my ass. While a part of me wanted to quickly scoot away, another part of me, the curious part, was enjoying it.

It was large, maybe 8″ in length, and girthy. I had seen it before, by accident, when he was getting out of the shower and I had walked in on him. At that time he was flaccid, and it just hung between his legs, so it was difficult to tell just how big he would be when he was hard, but that hadn’t stopped me from masturbating furiously that evening thinking about it.

I wiggled my ass ever so slightly, wanting to get just some clearer idea of just how big it was. Even though I had only ever felt one other, his seemed pretty large from the ones I had seen in various books, magazines and videos. It made me smile feeling it pressed against me, even if was through his sweat pants and my own.

Moving just a bit closer, I pressed as hard against as I could, enjoying feeling such an impressive cock pressing against my tight, teenage ass. I smiled just a little, and bit my lower lip, thinking this was it would feel like to lay in bed with some of the teachers in school I had thought about.

Very slowly and carefully, I slipped my right hand inside the waist of my pants, and crept down to my pussy. After seeing the girls in Billy’s hidden porn magazines, I had shaved off all my pubic hair, leaving just a bald slit that made it easy for me to slip a finger in to.

The second my finger made contact with my clit, I nearly orgasmed, making me bite down on my lower lip even harder to keep myself from moaning. After calming down from the initial rush, I made slow circles around my clit with my index finger, using my thumb and middle finger to spread the lips of my vagina enough to give me access.

Since I was laying on my right side, I slowly lifted my left leg ever so slightly to give myself even more access to my pleasure spot. I couldn’t believe I was doing this; I was masturbating in my father’s bed with his penis pressing against me. It was wrong in so many ways, but I couldn’t help myself. What older man could really be more perfect for me than my own father?

As if he was reading my thoughts, he woke up. “Shelly? Shelly, what are you doing?”

I went to answer him, but the second I opened my mouth, I let out a squeak instead of words. I wanted to stop masturbating, but I was so close to cumming, I couldn’t tear my own hand away.

“My God. Shelly, are you masturbating?”

I let out a shaky, “Ye… yes.”

To my utter surprise, my dad let out a chuckle. “Well, I guess that’s one way to keep yourself warm.”

I couldn’t help but join him with a laugh. “Sorry dad, I, just… I…”

“Felt my cock pressing against your ass?”

I turned my head to look over my shoulder at him in the darkness. “Yes. You were awake?”

He let out a sigh. “Yeah… I didn’t mean for it to happen. Apparently I rolled over and grabbed on to you in my sleep, and as I got hard, I woke up, and… well, then you started wiggling against it, and… I was tempted to do the same thing you were just doing.”

I rolled over to my left side so I could face him. “Well… I wouldn’t mind if you did since I was just doing it in front of you.”

“Shelly, stop it, I’m not going to jerk off in front of my teenage daughter.”

“Why not?… I don’t plan on stopping.” I had slipped my left hand out of my pants when I rolled over, but I was quickly slipping my right hand in there so it could continue what the left had been doing.

Just as my eyes closed, and I was getting into it, I saw in the little light the moon was casting in to the room that my father seemed to be slipping in to his own pants. With the thrill of the thought that I might be causing my dad to jerk off himself, I started going after my clit even harder, and eventually slipping a finger inside of my pussy.

As I let out a gasp, I heard my father mutter “Oh God, I can’t take this,” and I saw the blankets around his crotch starting to go up and down. I smiled at the satisfaction that I was hot enough to make my own father touch himself.

I looked at his face and saw he was looking directly at me as he stoked his cock. We locked eyes in the dark, and while we didn’t say anything, I moved closer to him, taking my right hand out my pants as I did. I continued to stare at him as I slowly moved my hand over to his pants… slipped under the elastic… and crept ever so much closer to his cock.

When I could see he was making no move to stop me, or voice any objection, I let my finger tips brush his cock. His eyes closed and he let out an “Oh God… Shelly… I…”

I let out a “shhh”, and let my hand move far enough nizip escort bayan down that I could wrap my hand around his warm and throbbing cock. It was even bigger than I thought as my finger tips barely met as my hand wrapped around it.

Very slowly I started to stroke the length of his shaft, feeling it twitch and jump under my touch. In the low light of the room, I looked at my father’s face to see any sign of how he was handling his teenage daughter stroking his massive cock. From what little I could see of his face, his eyes had closed, and he was gritting his teeth, which was a sign I took as he was enjoying it.

I started to speed up the pace of my stroking, enjoying the warmth of his shaft in my hand. He started to grunt which told me I needed to slow down if I was going to make this as long as I wanted to because who knew if I would ever get this chance again. Just as quickly as I had sped up, I slowed down.

“Are you enjoying this, daddy?”

“Oh God, Shelly… I really should be stopping you, but I can’t, it feels too good.”

I grinned. “Well, if you thought that felt good…” I lifted the covers and slid my entire body to where I was completely covered by the comforter. I shifted my body to bring my head closer to his cock, and since my hand was still around it, it was easy for me to find the tip of it with my mouth in the complete darkness.

As I touched my lips to the head of his cock, I immediately tasted his salty precum escaping from the slit, and he let out a loud grunt of surprise mixed with shock. “Oh God, Shelly… oh God…”

My smile broadened even more as I was having the effect I had hoped for. I opened my mouth wide and sucked in the head of his cock in one gulp. I could feel it jumping in my mouth, throbbing with every beat of his heart as I swirled my tongue around the tip of it. I could feel the spot where the two ridges met on the underside, and I ran my tongue up and down that seam, making him squirm.

I began to take more of the shaft into my mouth, although I couldn’t believe how quickly my mouth was filling with his swollen member. Even though my jaw was stretching to a point of discomfort, I didn’t care. I wanted ever last centimeter of his length in my mouth that I could stuff in.

My mouth was getting warmer with each time I slid my head up and down the length of his cock, when I suddenly felt him grab my left ankle. “Let me have your legs, baby.”

I had no clue what he had planned, but I let him manipulate me any way he wanted, and he was slowly pulling my pants down, revealing my lack of panties, and maneuvered to make me lay on top of him. As I continued to ravenously swallow as much of his shaft as I could, I felt him running a rough, calloused, finger up and down my increasingly wet slit. Every time he brushed across my clit, I let out a muffled moan from my cock stuffed throat.

Without warning, he quickly, and with great intent, plunged a finger into my hungry hole. I could feel the walls of my vagina quickly clamp down around it, trying to milk it like it was someone’s cock. I shoved backwards, wanting more of his probing digit deep inside of me, but was rewarded with a second finger entering me for my efforts.

As I continued to gobble his cock as deeply as I could, I felt him remove his fingers, and I felt a pang of disappointment. That was quickly replaced by exhilaration as he used both hands to spread my vaginal lips, and I felt him lift slightly in the bed. Where his fingers had been, I now felt a tongue probing deeply inside my cunt.

My whole body shuddered in reaction, and I had my first orgasm of the evening. Billy had never done this to me, though I had begged him to do so. He always said it didn’t look like much fun to him, and no matter how much I sucked his cock, which was quite a bit, he never would return the favor.

I shoved myself back some more, keeping just close enough to my daddy’s cock so I could continue to suck it while his tongue darted in out of my vagina, and down to my clit to make circles around it. My body was rocked by mini orgasm after mini orgasm, something I wasn’t even aware I was capable of. I was 69’ing with my own father, and I couldn’t believe just how damned good it felt.

After several minutes of us orally pleasing one another, I couldn’t take it anymore. I pulled away from my father’s tongue and swiveled around on his body so we were now laying face- to-face. As we stared into each other’s eyes, both seemingly searching for any indication if the other wanted to stop, I used my feet to finish removing my sweat pants. Once that was accomplished, I lifted slightly and removed my sweatshirt so that I was now completely naked on top of my father. Though large portions of my skin were now exposed to the cold air around us, I didn’t care, it was most exhilarating.

I gave my father a lingering stare as I slid my right nurdağı escort bayan hand between our bodies, reaching down to search out his still erect cock. Once I found it, I pressed it backwards towards his body so that it lined up with my pussy. I slowly, and methodically, rubbed the head up and down my moist slit.

“Shelly, baby, if this is your first time…”

“It’s not,” I replied sheepishly.

My father chuckled deeply.

I scrunched up my face and looked down at him quizzically. “Why is that funny?”

“Because I am oddly relieved that you aren’t losing your virginity to your own father. I was afraid it was going to hurt you.”

I smiled back seeing as I had just unofficially gotten permission to fuck my own father. “Well, it still might seeing how big you are.” He opened his mouth to reply, but all that came out was a grunt of shock as I plunged his cock inside my waiting hole.

I’m not going to lie, I winced a bit. He was huge, and it felt like I might be torn in two at first, but I took a deep breath and let myself adjust. I slowly started to move backwards, allowing more and more his cock into me as I did. I took as much of him in me as I could, unsure if I had actually gotten all of it in.

As soon as I reached my limit, I started to slide forward, and took great pleasure in watching my father gasp and throw his head back. The smile across my face was so broad, I was sure it literally touched both ears. While it was exciting to be fucking my father, it was exciting thinking that I was also finally living my fantasy of a much older man.

I grew more comfortable with his size, and I started to pump his cock in earnest. Moans escaped both our mouths as I kept riding him harder and faster. I couldn’t get enough of his cock, no matter how much of him was in me, I wanted more!

After a few minutes of pumping, he seemed to regain his sensibilities, and he reached up to grab and squeeze my breasts as I continued to ride him for all he was worth. His rough farm hands pinched my nipples, and that sent enough of a shiver up my spine to give me another mini-orgasm. That time he felt it as my vaginal walls clamped down even harder on his massive cock, and he smiled at the knowledge he was giving his daughter-turned-lover pleasure.

The next few minutes were a blur as I rode him furiously, being rocked by one tiny orgasm after another, until he finally said, “Okay, you better stop, Shelly, I’m about to cum and we aren’t using any protection.”

“It’s okay, it’s not the right time of the month, we should be fine,” I said between pants. Honestly, I had no idea if I was right or not, but after this much work, there was no way I wasn’t going to feel him cum in me. “Come on, daddy, come on… give it to me, I want to feel you cum in me.”

I think he was going to protest, but I rode him that much harder and he seemed to lose all sense of what he was going to say. Within seconds I felt the first shot of his hot cum go off inside of me, and that sent me over the edge into my biggest orgasm of the night. It was so powerful, I literally screamed, and had never been more thankful we had no close by neighbors.

My pussy convulsing all around his cock made his second shot as powerful as the first, and it just felt like he wouldn’t stop cumming. I collapsed on his chest with his cock still inside of me, twitching and convulsing as it expelled shot after shot of his cum. As it died down, I contracted my muscles, attempting to milk every last drop out of him to the point I could feel some of it squeezing out of me around his cock, dripping down on to his balls.

Saddened by the idea that those drops would go to waste, I dislodged his penis from inside of me, and again slithered my way down his body so that I could like him clean. I sucked each ball separately into my mouth, making sure to run my tongue all over it so it would be clean as possible. Next I licked his shaft which was very slowly deflating, tasting the mixture of his salty cum with my sweeter juices. The taste and smell was possibly the most intoxicating mixture ever.

“Oh my God… Jesus, Shelly… I… I can’t believe what we just did.”

I slowly crawled up his body again, and pressed in to lay next to him, pulling the covers as far up over me as I could to protect myself from the cold air. He wrapped his right arm around me, and pulled me in tighter. “It’s fine, daddy. It’s obviously something we both wanted.”

“That doesn’t make it right.”

“Oh shush, so what? We fucked, big deal. It’s not like you forced yourself on me, and we both certainly had fun.”

“I know, but you’re my daughter, and…”

“And mom has been gone a long time, and to the best of my knowledge you haven’t fucked anyone since, so you were definitely due.”

We laid there quietly for awhile in the dark. I have no idea what my father was thinking, but all I knew was I couldn’t imagine a more perfect night than this. I hiked my right leg up on to him and cuddled in closer for warmth. As I did, my shin brushed his cock, and I discovered he was already aroused again. He looked down at me with an expression of guilt, and I just smiled back, leaned up to gave him a kiss… and then traveled my way back under the covers.

… just as I did for many, many nights after that.

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I dedicate this story to Bart.

Bart has incestuous sex with his Aunt Lily

Continued from Chapter Three:

With no texts between them for weeks and with him not seeing his aunt, two months later, on his Aunt Lily’s birthday, as his birthday gift to her from him, Bart sent her a close up photo of his cock.

“Happy Birthday, Aunt Lily,” he wrote. “I hope this gives you as much pleasure seeing my stiff prick as much pleasure as it gave me to send you my erect prick. I’ve been masturbating myself while staring the photo you sent me for my birthday of you in your bra and panties.”

Hoping to entice her to respond, he was hoping to take their relationship to the next level. Maybe instead of just sending him another photo of her in her bra and panties, perhaps when no one was home, she’d invite him over for him to see her in her bra and panties in person. Maybe she’d allow him to touch her, feel her, and fondle her through her bra and panties. Maybe in the way he’d love to see, touch her, feel her, and fondle her, maybe she’d want to see, touch, feel, and fondle him too.

With his imagination running wild, he continued masturbating himself while imagining his aunt in her bra and panties. Maybe she’d ask to feel, hold, and stroke his naked cock while he felt her tits and fingered her nipples through her bra and felt her ass and cupped pussy through her panties. No doubt controlling herself by not responding to the photo that her Nephew Bart sent her of his erect prick, obviously by the sext message that he received from his aunt next day, she had been thinking of Bart’s cock.

“You have perfect timing in sending me another photo of your cock,” she wrote. “With my husband ignoring me and after overhearing my daughter talking dirty to her boyfriend on her cell phone, I’m so horny. I’m so sexually frustrated. I’d like to see you. I’ll be home alone tomorrow. Come over at 10:00 am. We can have some time together to…talk,” she wrote.

At precisely 10:00 am Bart rang his aunt’s front door bell.

“Come in,” he heard from a distance.

He opened the unlocked front door and closed and locked it behind him. Not knowing what to expect, he feared that his uncle might be there to greet him. Maybe his mother and father were there too. Maybe Faith was there also. Maybe this was all just a trap. Maybe this was an incestuous intervention to stop him from sexting pictures of his cock to his aunt.

“Hello?”

He waited and listened and then he heard his aunt’s voice in the distance. He hoped that she was alone as she said she would be on the phone. He hoped she was waiting for him wearing only her bra and panties.

“I’m in the kitchen,” said his aunt.

Not knowing what to expect but hoping for the best instead of the worst, he walked through the reception hall and down the long hall past the guest bedroom and guest bathroom to the kitchen. When he saw his Aunt Lily, he couldn’t believe his eyes.

Chapter Four:

As soon as he walked in the kitchen, he saw her standing there staring at him in the way that he was staring at her. As if he was dreaming while wide awake, his Aunt Lily stood in front of her sink in her sheer, sexy, bra and panties. He couldn’t believe his eyes. He couldn’t count how many times he imagined his aunt standing by the sink while he masturbated himself in his favorite sexual fantasy of her.

Always imagining coming up behind her to feel her big ass through her skirt and panties, he always imagined reaching around her to feel her breasts through her top and bra. Then, when the impressions of her big nipples made their appearance through her top and bra known, he imagined fingering them before lifting her skirt to feel her ass through her panties.

With his sexual fantasies always culminating with him having doggie style sex with his aunt, he always imagined lifting her skirt to feel her mature ass through her panties. Yet, now, with her already standing there in her bra and panties, he didn’t have to undress her. She was already there waiting for him in her sexy underwear to enter her house and walk in her kitchen.

Normally when sexually fantasizing about his aunt while masturbating himself, he stroked his cock faster and harder while imagining bending her over the sink, pushing her panties to the side, and fucking his aunt’s cunt. Only, this was no sexual fantasy. This was real.

Seemingly so surreal, she wore the sexy lingerie she showed him she bought from Victoria’s Secrets when they were sexting back and forth. A matching set, so sexy and so sheer, both her brassiere and panties were silk chiffon trimmed in black lace. He wouldn’t know silk chiffon from cheap rayon but she told him what was in the bag before showing him what was in the bag. Seeing the lingerie held in her hand didn’t do the bra and panties justice. Now seeing the lingerie on her MILF of a body raised the sexy seductiveness of her underwear to a whole new dimension.

‘Holy kahramanmaraş escort bayan crap,’ he couldn’t believe his eyes.

Just as it was one thing to imagine his aunt in her sexy bra and panties, in was quite another thing seeing a cellphone photo of his aunt in her bra and panties. Just as it was one thing seeing a cellphone photo of his aunt in her sexy bra and panties, it was quite another thing actually seeing his aunt now in her sheer, sexy bra and panties in person. Now, having seen her bra and panties on her was so much better than seeing her pulling them out of the bag to show him her sexy bra and panties on his cell phone.

Confucius was right. With a picture worth a thousand words, there was no describing how sexy his MILF of his aunt looked until he saw her with his own eyes. His aunt was so beautiful. His aunt was so sexy. In the way that most men’s sexual fantasies are of a female celebrity, sports star, Olympic gymnast, a stripper, or a movie star, his sexual fantasy was of seeing his aunt in her bra and panties. Making him insane with insatiable, incestuous, sexual lust, his aunt was the woman he sexually wanted.

Whenever imagining his Aunt Lily in her panties and bra, she made his cock hard with incestuous lust and desire. Whenever imagining having sex with his Aunt Lily, his aunt was the woman he masturbated over every day, several times a day. When he wasn’t jerking off to his imagined thoughts of his Aunt Lily in her sexy underwear, her was jerking off to his imagined thoughts of having sex with his Aunt Lily. Now that she was standing before him in her bra and panties, he couldn’t wait to touch her, feel her, hold her, and kiss her.

Only, she wasn’t the only woman of his incestuous, sexual desire. When he wasn’t jerking off to having sex with his aunt, he was jerking off while imagining his aunt’s daughter, his Cousin Faith, in her sexy underwear too. When he wasn’t jerking off while imagining Cousin Faith in her bra and panties, he was jerking off while imagining having sex with Faith. The two most beautiful and sexiest women he knew were his aunt and cousin and now here he is standing before his aunt while she was in her underwear.

‘My life doesn’t get any better than this,’ he thought.

Wanting to remember this moment for the rest of his life, he remained quietly still while staring at her, just staring at her. As if he was hypnotized by seeing his aunt in her bra and panties, as if he was mesmerized by finally seeing his aunt in her sexy underwear, he continued staring at her. He knew he’d be masturbating over the memory of seeing his aunt in her bra and panties for the rest of his life.

With masturbation a total waste of cum, he was tempted to unzip himself, pull out his cock, and masturbate himself over seeing his aunt in her sheer bra and panties. With her already interested in seeing his cock and wanting to see him masturbate himself and cum, maybe if he pulled out his cock, she’d masturbate him. At the very least, he was so tempted to pull out his phone and take a photo of her. Yet not wanting to ruin the moment by embarrassing her, he’d ask her to send him a photo of her in her sexy underwear later.

Even though he stood there staring at her for only a minute, it seemed like an hour. Seeing her dressed in this sheer, sexy bra and panties set was so much better than the white, lace bra and white, lace panties he had imagined her wearing. The bra and panties she was wearing were much sexier than the white, lace ones that she sent him a photo of her wearing a couple of months ago. They were much sexier than the ones he had laid out on Faith’s bed and masturbated over when they were on vacation and he was watching over their house.

Just as his aunt surprised him by teasing him in her text, she surprised him even more by sexting him. Just as she surprised him by sexting him, now she surprised him by showing him what she looked like in her bra and panties. Instead of looking embarrassed or ashamed that he was seeing his mother’s sister, his favorite aunt, and Faith’s mother, in her sexy underwear, she looked as sexually excited as he was seeing his aunt in her sexy underwear. Not stopping there, she even gave him a naughty look and a sexy smile. Then, turning one way before turning the other, she even posed for him.

‘Look at her, just look at her. If it’s not enough that I’m seeing my aunt in her bra and panties, I can’t believe my aunt is posing for me,’ he thought. ‘This is my sexual fantasy come true. Maybe all of this time, my aunt sexually wanted me as much as I sexually wanted her. Maybe she wanted me to see her in her sexy bra and panties as much as I wanted to see her in her sexy bra and panties,’ he thought.

Then, when she turned around and bent at the waist to show him her panty clad ass and the view between her legs of her panty clad pussy, he thought he had died and gone to Heaven.

‘This kapalı gaziantep escort bayan is so unbelievable,’ he thought.

As if his cock was giving her his applause at the underwear show she gave him, his growing prick bumped against his stomach and underwear as if his dick was clapping. She stood and turned around to stare at him with sexual lust in the way that he stared at her with sexual excitement. Apparently, as much as he hoped for more than just seeing his aunt in her underwear, by the sexy look she gave him, she wanted more too. Obviously, in the naughty way his aunt stared at him, she wanted sex. Obviously, no denying the sexy look she was giving him, she wanted him to give her sex.

‘My aunt wants me to give her sex. I can’t believe this,’ he thought.

# # # Lady of Erotica # # #

As if she was wearing a bra and panties made from colored cellophane, his aunt’s bra and panties were so sheer, nearly totally transparent, that she looked as if she wasn’t wearing anything at all. When looking more closely, he could see the entire outline and shape of her petite breasts. He’d love nothing more than to touch, feel, and fondle her tits through her bra.

When he stared longer, he could see her areolas and her big nipples. He’d love nothing more to finger her hard nipples while sucking her erect nipples through her bra. In the way that his cock was already hard, her nipples were already erect. Just as he had imagined she had, she had big nipples and he couldn’t wait to suck her hard nipples, albeit through her sexy brassiere.

Looking more closely at his aunt, her tits, her nipples, and her pussy through her sheer, sexy lingerie, he could clearly see her bushy, brown forest of pubic hair. As if memorizing every mold, wrinkle, and every strand of pubic hair of his aunt’s sexy body, he stared at her as if he was hypnotized by her semi-nakedness. As if she was a stripper on stage, he’d love to watch his aunt dancing around the kitchen in her underwear as if she was dancing around a pole on stage. Not even bothering to remove her panties, he’d love nothing more than to push her panties aside to finger his aunt’s bushy cunt while on his knees licking his aunt’s bushy pussy.

‘I can’t wait to touch her through her bra and panties,’ he thought. ‘I can’t wait to feel her through her underwear. I can’t wait to take her in my arms and kiss her, French kiss her, while touching and feeling her where no nephew should ever touch and feel his aunt.’

With her still wearing her panties, he’d love nothing more than to turn her around, bend her over the sink, push her panties aside, and stick his big, thick cock in her warm, wet pussy. He’d love to fuck his aunt with his hard, hairy prick. Maybe because as a child he remembered staring at his aunt’s big ass when she stood at the sink washing dishes while talking to him is the reason why he’d love to fuck her pussy and feel her panty clad ass now.

He wondered the sounds his aunt made when being having sex. He wondered if she’d make different sounds when he fucked her hard, really hard. He wondered if she’d say his name or, if he fucked her good, long, and hard enough to give her an orgasm with his cock, if she’d invoke the name of God. Maybe not stopping there, she’d talk dirty to him. He’d love to hear his aunt giving him hot pillow talk. He’d love to hear his aunt saying dirty and nasty, sexual things to him while he slammed his cock in her cunt from behind.

Just a thought but a scary thought, he wondered if her husband, his uncle, knew they had been sexting one another. He wondered if her husband, his uncle, knew that she was posing for him in her sheer and sexy bra and panties for him now.

With her talking to his mother every day and with all that she told his mother, he wondered if she told his mother that she’d be showing her son, her nephew, her underwear clad body. With the close relationship she enjoyed with her daughter, Faith, he wondered if his aunt told her daughter, his cousin, that she’d be showing him her underwear clad body. Finding it so hot and as long as they didn’t have a problem with it, he wouldn’t care if his Aunt Lily told his mother and her daughter that she had posed for him in her sexy bra and panties.

With all of the incestuous lust he felt for his Aunt Lily, he’d love nothing more than fuck his aunt doggie style as if she was a dog. As soon as he saw his aunt in her bra and panties, he had an erection. He’d love nothing more than to pound her pussy with his erect prick. Pounding her until she had an orgasm, he’d love to really pound her pussy hard while reaching around her to feel her little tits and finger her big nipples through her bra. Only, he was afraid. Going way beyond the incestuous forbidden line, it was one thing to see his aunt in her underwear but it was incestuously nasty to dare touch and feel his aunt through her underwear.

‘Fuck auntie’s kaliteli gaziantep escort bayan cunt,’ he imagined her saying to him to inspire him to fuck her harder and faster. ‘Stick your big, fat prick in my cunt hole,’ he imagined his aunt saying nasty and sexy things to get him even more sexually excited so that he’d fuck her even harder and faster.

He imagined her saying whatever was necessary for him to give her an orgasm. Then, even though he knew it was wrong and something he’d never do, he imagined shooting a load of warm, oozy load of cum in his aunt’s cunt. Yet, if he was going to cum anywhere, forget about cumming on her tits or even in her pussy, he was going to cum in her mouth. Playing the reluctant virgin, he imagined his aunt protesting that she didn’t suck cock. Yet, even if he had to pull her hair for her to open her mouth to take him inside, he was going to force her to blow him.

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Maybe showing him what she looked like in her bra and panties was a big step for her. Maybe him seeing her in her bra and panties was as far as she’d go. With them at the brink of crossing the line of incest, she may not want to have incestuous sex with him. Yet, maybe with her already looking so very sexually excited, she’d allow him to do more than to just look. Maybe she’d allow him to do more than to just touch her, feel her, and fondle her through her bra and panties. Maybe she’d give him sex, hot, incestuous sex, the hottest sex he ever had in his nineteen years of life.

Maybe after he gave her an orgasm with his mouth and fingers, she’d want him to give her an orgasm with his cock. Maybe after he gave her orgasms with his mouth, fingers, and cock, she’d want to give him an orgasm too. Maybe while he felt her tits through her bra and her ass through her panties, she’d take him in her hand before taking him in her mouth. Maybe she’d blow him. Maybe she’d suck his cock. Maybe she’d allow him to cum in her mouth. Maybe she’d even swallow his cum without him even having to force her to blow him.

‘Oh, my God,’ he thought while staring at his aunt. ‘I’d love nothing more than to turn my aunt into a cum slut. I’d love nothing more than for my aunt to be hungry for my cock and for my cum. I’d love nothing more than for Faith’s mother to be my sexy bitch and my slutty, incestuous whore.’

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As if this was his sexual fantasy come true, he walked to her and put his horny hands on her hips. His fingertips and hands were touching his aunt’s thin, sexy panties. He couldn’t believe he was not only seeing his aunt in her panties but also touching his aunt’s panties with her wearing them. With his hands touching and feeling the silky material of her panties, he reached a hand around and down her to feel her panty clad ass while reaching his other hand to cup her brown, hairy, bush of a pussy in his hand. As if he was dreaming, he couldn’t believe he was feeling his aunt’s ass and cunt through her panties.

‘Oh, my God,’ he thought.

While still cupping her pussy in one hand, he reached his other hand up to feel her bra clad breast. He couldn’t believe that he was feeling his aunt’s cunt, ass, and tits through her underwear. As soon as his aunt’s nipples made their impressions through her thin, sheer bra, he turned them and twisted them. He pulled out his aunt’s big nipples through her bra with one hand while sliding a slow finger along her pussy slit through her panties with his other hand. While fingering her nipples, he pushed down on her clit and rubbed it through her panties. Continuing to finger his aunt’s pussy through her panties, she was already so wet. Just as he was hard for his aunt, his aunt was wet for him.

Wherever he touched her, she seemingly wanted him to touch her there. Not pushing his hand away, she allowed him to have his wicked sexual way with her ass, her tits, and her pussy. Not denying him her body, while he felt her tits and fingered her nipples through her bra, she wrapped her arms around his neck and pressed her 5’8″ body up against him while kissing him, French kissing him.

Weirdly strange, it was easier for him to touch and feel his aunt than it was for him to kiss and French kiss his aunt. While he fingered her cunt through her panties, felt her tits, and fingered her nipples through her bra, she kissed and kissed him. His sexual fantasy come true, he couldn’t believe he as making out with his aunt. Oddly enough, in all of the times he masturbated himself of seeing his aunt in her bra and panties and having sex with his aunt, he never thought about kissing her, French kissing her, and making out with her.

‘Oh, my God. My aunt kissed me. I can’t believe my aunt kissed me. My aunt French kissed me. I can’t believe my aunt French kissed me. This is amazing. This is unbelievable. Obviously, my aunt wants me as much as I want her.’

As if he was dreaming, this was beyond his wildest, incestuous fantasy. As if he was sexually fantasizing seeing, touching, feeling, and fondling his aunt in her sexy underwear while French kissing her, he couldn’t believe his fantasy had finally come true. Kissing and kissing, they made out as if they were horny teenagers in the backseat of a car after the prom. Kissing and kissing his aunt, he touched and felt his aunt through her panty and bra where he should never touch and feel his aunt.

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Sunday morning I woke to the feeling of little kisses on my neck and collar bone.My hands were still wrapped around Christine’s waist. I slid them down to her cute little butt and squeezed.

“OOH! Your finally awake.” She cooed.

“What do you want for breakfast babe?”

“Since we have a choice of pop tarts or pop tarts. I’ll say pop tarts.”

She giggled “I love it when you’re silly like this.”

“I almost can’t remember why we always fought.”

“Because I was stupid and selfish and narcissistic and and all around bitch.”

“There’s that, but I still loved even thought you pulled all that shit over the years.”

She pinched me and laughed. “You didn’t have to agree so readily. I love you too Pete.”

We got up and polished off a box of pop tarts each. We’re young we can handle a little indulgence like that. Besides we had to recharge after yesterday.

“Would you like to get a tour of the property? Just in case we can get the relatives to cede it to us instead of selling it off like they plan.”

“Sure.”

We both got dressed in jeans, shirt and shoes. I led Christine out the door and explained “We own everything from the main road to here and back this way for a bit. We walked toward the creek and I helped her across. In a few minutes we were at the property line. “Now side to side we don’t have nearly as much but if you follow me I’ll show you.”

We crossed the creek again by the barn and we walked just a few yards past the lane and there was a fence.

“This is the western edge of the property here.” I turned and we walked past the barn and into the woods there. “The eastern edge is here.” We could still see the barn through the trees but the place seemed fairly secluded. Christine was coming around to wanting to move out here.

“So, if we get the place, what do you think it will take to make it livable?”

“I know it’s going to cost a lot. We’re both going to have to get jobs to pay for whatever work I can’t do myself. But in the end we can have the house of our dreams out here. I can do the drawings and you can give me some ideas of what you want in the floor plan.”

We walked inside and I showed Christine the potential of the space just by describing what room could go where. She was soon as involved and making a few suggestions which I had not considered. She even made a few suggestions about outside. I was really liking the new and improved Christine.

We ate lunch and made a few more plans. Including coming out here by ourselves as often as we could. We kidded a few times and around four we decided it was time to go face the music with dad. After loading the car we held hands and looked at the barn. Already envisioning it as we had been talking about.

We pulled into the driveway a few minutes before five. Mom met us at the door and hugged us both.

“How are you guys? Get everything worked out?”

Christine gaziantep olgun escort bayan answered. “Mostly. We still have one or two things to iron out but we are definitely going to be much nicer to each other now.”

She kissed me on the cheek as emphasis. Mom started to tear up.

“So where’s dad? I need to apologize to him. One of the things Chris and I talked about this weekend was pretty intimate and I learned I was completely off base.”

“Your father made a confession to me after you drove off Friday night. You were only partially right Pete.” Christine and I looked at mom like someone had just told us that grass was orange and the sky was chartreuse.

“Your father has been having an affair. He swore that he never laid a hand on Christine, but he wanted to. He is however sleeping with Christine’s best friend Ashley. Ashley might even be pregnant right now. They have an appointment tomorrow to verify. But Ashley has missed two periods now, so the odds are pretty good you two are going to have a half brother or sister. Your father is no longer welcome in this house. Pete, I’m going to need your help in getting some of his things ready for him to take.”

I nodded. Christine and I were in total shock. We looked at each other and she shook her head. She read my mind. I was wondering if she knew about the affair.

“Mom, I hope you know I had no idea about dad and Ashley. I can’t believe that slut seduced my dad. She’s no longer one of my friends.”

Mom started crying and Christine and I both hugged her. After a few minutes mom kissed us both not the cheek. “You kids are so good. So where were you this weekend?”

“Do you remember the old farm great grandpa owned?”

“The one north of town?”

“That’s the one. We camped out in the old barn. I’ve actually been going out there for a few years. It’s where I go to blow off steam. Christine and I kind of fell in love with the place while we were out there.”

“It is nice and secluded. I’ll bet it was peaceful out there.”

Christine nodded. “Pete and I were wondering if we could get the family to give it to us. We want to convert the barn to a house.”

“Just the two of you out there living alone?”

“Mom we got a lot of things off our chests this weekend. We agreed that the two of us would never fight or argue at the farm if we lived there. So do you think we could talk to everyone about a deal giving us the land and the barn?”

“One of the reasons it has been tied up in trust so long is that nobody wants to really sell the land. That land was the first place your great-great grandfather Olsen bought when he moved to the US. There used to be a house about fifty yards from the barn. Your great grandfather tore the house down when he moved to town just before he died. My father used to go out there and kept the barn in good shape. I gaziantep oral yapan escort bayan remember going with him a few times and handing him tools while he worked. I am pretty certain I can get everyone to agree to giving it to you.”

It took about one hundred phone calls and two visits to the family lawyer. Three months after making the proposal the land and barn belonged to Christine and me. Mom had a little surprise for the two of us though. Grandpa never trusted dad. So he had put in a secret codicil to his will. Mom inherited almost three million in stocks. Payable on the day her divorce from dad was final. So in three more months we would have the money to do whatever we wanted at the property.

It took almost two full years from the time Christine and I came to the old farmstead together before we finally moved into our house. I handed her the keys to the door. As we entered the house, for the first time an official couple, I grabbed her from behind and kissed her neck. She spun around in my arms and kissed me lightly on the lips.

“I love you Pete.”

“Love you too Chris.”

“Which bedroom do you want to break in first?”

“Well since we have four. Why don’t we try them all out one at a time tonight?”

A smile came to her face, her eyes lighting up with glee. “There you go thinking clearly again.”

We wrestled our way to the closest bedroom, shedding clothes as we went. I picked her up at the door to the room and carried her easily to the bed. I laid her down softly and watched as she slid to the center of the queen size bed. I crawled in next to her and placed a soft kiss on her lips. I moved my mouth to her neck and kissed my way across her collarbone. This was going to be just like that first day in the old barn. This bedroom almost in the exact spot the sleeping bag had lain the first time we made love.

I continued to kiss her and moved down to lavish attention on her breasts. I knew now what would drive her to orgasm and what would bring her back down. I felt her tense up as I lapped at her nipple while sucking it into my mouth. I let the nipple pop from my mouth and started rubbing my hands up and down her back to calm her down. As i continued to stroke her back i began to kiss my way down her stomach. My tongue circled her belly button before plunging inside, eliciting a moan of pleasure. As I continued to kiss my way down I felt my chin contact her neatly shaved landing strip. I immediately skipped all the way to her right knee.

“Bastard.” She laughed.

I smiled as I kissed my way up her thigh. As i came to her pussy I could see her clit was fully emerged. I centered my face over her slit and blew lightly across her clit.

“Quit teasing.”

I move to her left knee and she moans in frustration. I begin kissing my way up her thigh and as I get to her slit once gaziantep otele gelen escort bayan again I inhale like I’m going to blow on her clit once more. Before she can complain I dive in and begin attacking her dripping slit. Still sweet as the first time I ever tasted it. I made great pains to avoid contact with her clit as I savored every inch of her honey pot. As I remove my right hand from her thigh she squeals in anticipation. This is something we both enjoy.

I rub my index finger across her gash getting it good and lubed. I teased a little more just touching the outer folds of her labia with the tip of my finger before withdrawing it. She had tensed her hips eagerly awaiting the plunge into her depths. Once again I place the tip at her entrance and she tries to force it inside. As I withdraw the finger once more she whines.

“Please, let me cum.”

The tip is once again poised at the gate and she whimpers. I finally relent and thrust inside as I consume her clit. My tongue dances across the end of her rosy nub and her body locks tight in sweet release. I alternate my tongue between her slit and her clit causing intense jolts of pleasure to cascade over her whole body.

“Enough.” she cries.

I slide my body up hers and place a kiss on her mouth.

“God I love how I taste on your tongue babe.”

“I love how you taste on my tongue too.”

“Smart ass”

“I love you too Chris.”

She reaches down and grips my hard on. She rubs the head through her lips and purrs as she drags it to her clit. She repeats this twice more before holding me steady at the entrance to her silken tunnel of love. She looks into my eyes and nods once. In one fast thrust I enter completely. She quickly has another orgasm. I hold still until she comes down once again.

I kiss her lips tenderly and she smiles. I begin to pull out slowly and stop half way. I slowly push all the way back in. Once again slowly withdrawing only to slam home quickly. Now I’m just teasing myself. So I begin to find our familiar rhythm.

“Yes Pete fuck me. Cum for me baby. Make a baby with me.”

I look into her eyes. Mom had put her on birth control when she was 14, thinking Christine would soon become sexually active based on her demeanor.

“I quit taking my pills three months ago. We’ve been lucky so far that it hasn’t happened yet. But now that we can relax more in our own place, I want your baby Pete.”

I become animal like at the thought. The woman I love and who loves me back wants to have my child. My cock begins to jack hammer in and out and Christine starts showing signs her climax is very close.

She reaches her left hand between us and strokes her clit. This sends her over the edge and I feel her pussy lock my diamond cutting cock in its silky embrace. Pulsating from all directions at once. I don’t stand a chance of holding back. I begin spurting my seed as deep into her womb as humanly possible. Christine has passed out from pleasure overload as I continue to rock in and out lighter and lighter. I roll us over so that she is on top.

I rain tender kisses on her lips. Finally her eyes flutter.

“Welcome back sweetie.”

Christine smiles just before she clamps her mouth to mine and plunges her tongue inside.

I look up at her angelic face. “What room do you want to try next?”

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