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After the hike Pop went down to the gym while Terri lounged in the room’s deep whirlpool tub. There was a pillow and the gently sloping back and it was easy for her to just lay back and let all her cares float away. The jets seemed to hit all the right spots on her body and she was so completely relaxed that she swore she would get one of those tubs for herself someday. She was determined to enjoy the experience because if all went right that weekend she would have no time to relax in nine months or so.

Terri did not have a care in the world, which was odd considering her weekend, but she’d finally come to terms with what she was doing and what it meant. Her talk with Pop on their hike and the subsequent mind blowing sex helped her turn a corner. She no longer thought of what they were doing as dirty in any way. He was so loving and giving in what he was doing for her and if he could put all of his feelings about her as his “daughter” then she could do the same. And she finally realized both her parents were right. If she was going to do this there was nothing wrong with having fun along the way. She hated that she was always so uptight. Pop was right; she needed to loosen up and this weekend was the perfect opportunity to do so.

God, the sex in the spring had been incredible, just like all the other sex so far that weekend, but making love outside like that and nearly being caught made her feel so sexy. Just thinking about it had her feeling horny again. She could not recall ever having been constantly turned on like she seemed to have been since waking up that morning.

With a soft sigh, she slipped her hand between her legs and stroked her neatly trimmed mound. She started just applying pressure, rubbing with three fingers and then pressed a finger between her lips. She also ran her fingertips around a stiffening nipple and bit her lower lip to stifle a moan. Terri did not masturbate often, but when she did she usually used her favorite little toy. It had been a long time since she’d just used her fingers, but it felt good, especially when she started rubbing her clit. She imagined Pop’s hands on her, touching and stroking her. She was close to getting off when she had an idea.

Terri had always heard stories about women using their shower massages or the jets of a whirlpool to get off, but she’d never tried it. She’d never been anywhere she had the chance. The times she’d been in a hot tub she was not alone and she was not about to get off with people around. For one thing, she didn’t think she could be quiet enough to get away with it. But here she was, alone in a whirlpool tub and feeling very good. She rolled onto her side and after twisting to just the right angle she felt the jetting hitting her thigh just beside her cunt. It felt like it might be too much, so she turned the knob and dialed down the power before she turned the extra couple inches.

The jet caught her right above her mound, but was still powerful enough to send an intense vibration through her pussy and she gasped. Damn, it did feel good! It was not unlike her toy, but the rushing of the water produced a different kind of vibration. She moved her hips slightly back and forth, moving the epicenter of the vibrations until the jet was hitting her mound right above her clit. She yelped and pulled away, it was so intense, but then she moved right back. It felt so incredible. She found herself turning up the power and pushing herself at the jet until she was almost grinding into it. It not only stimulated her clit and vibrated her pussy, but it sent pleasant vibrations throughout her entire body. It was like one giant vibrator. It was less than a minute from the time she was pressing herself to the jet to when she was wailing and cumming violently. The pleasure became so strong that it bordered on painful and as her body tensed and released she was forced to pull away from the jet and splash down on her back, slipping entirely under the water for a second before emerging with a great gasp. The quick, powerful orgasm left her invigorated.

After finishing her bath, she dried off and wrapped herself in a big, fluffy towel around her body and a second towel around her wet hair. She was surprised to find Pop back from the gym and wondered how long he’d been back. The door to the bathroom was open and she never heard him come in. She quickly found out he’d been back long enough.

“Sounds like you were having fun in there,” he chuckled good naturedly.

“How long have you been back?” she asked, turning bright crimson.

“Long enough. There’s no reason to be embarrassed, kiddo. It’s nice to know you’re cutting loose.”

“I know,” she replied quietly, looking down at the floor.

He crossed the room and ripped her towel off and pulled her into his arms. He smelled ripe from the gym, but when he kissed her like that and she felt his erection pressing into her through his shorts she didn’t care. She could always take another shower. Maybe escort portalı with him. She pulled at his damp t-shirt as he backed her toward the bed. He pushed her back onto the bed with her legs dangling off the edge and knelt on the floor in front of her. The suddenness of his ardor left Terri breathless and she cried out when he lifted her legs over his shoulders and kissed her pussy. He spread her open and dove right in with his tongue, almost fucking her with it. She cried out and pushed herself at his mouth. She was still tingling from the whirlpool jet and his tongue took her from zero to sixty in seconds. He worked her clit with his tongue and pushed two fingers inside her, slowing fucking them in and out. Terri had a quick orgasm almost immediately and Pop kept fingering and licking her with no break.

“Ohhhh … ohhhh … Oh GOD! OH POP!” she cried.

Her thoughts were a jumble. She couldn’t believe how easily Pop could bring her body to such a supreme state of pleasure. His mouth felt so good that she couldn’t decide whether she wanted him to keep licking her or if she should pull him on top of her so she could feel him inside her. He was supposed to be cumming inside her, after all.

Terri thought he was going to mount her when he pushed her legs back against her chest. She held her legs back and he kept licking her. He brought her teasingly close to another climax, but then stopped licking her, leaving her about ready to beg him to fuck her. Her eyes flew open instead of feeling his cock against her pussy she felt his tongue pressing at her tightly puckered asshole. It was nothing like how his finger felt back there. This seemed just so shockingly dirty that Terri was going to stop him, but then he pushed his rolled up tongue past the tight seal of her sphincter and her head exploded.

Her wail was deafening and she tensed like she’d just grabbed a live wire. Of course part of it was that she was already so aroused, but it was really just that his slippery tongue going over all those nerve endings back there was electrifying. For the first time in her life she truly saw stars and Pop pushed his tongue in and out of her ass as far as he could reach. He also rubbed her clit with his thumb and as she relaxed he thrust his tongue faster. Eating out Terri’s ass had her screaming and cumming and she felt lightheaded when it all became too much. She lost track of how many times she came, or even how much time passed. When her feet came back down to the ground Pop was kissing her thighs and standing up.

“I’d better go grab a shower. I feel scummy from the gym,” he said.

He left Terri on the bed with a dreamy smile on her face and she drifted off to sleep.

+++

Pop was in the other room watching television when she woke up and kicked off the blanket he’d laid over her. She stretched, thinking that sleeping naked was becoming a habit. The long shadows across the room and the rumbling in her stomach told her that it was getting late and that she’d better start preparing for dinner soon. She knew they had a special night ahead of them.

The shower stall was all granite with three heads spraying needles of hot water at her from all directions and enclosed in glass. The hot water was endless and Terri stayed in there for quite a long time, scrubbing herself clean everywhere and letting the water run through her hair. Mostly she stayed in there thinking. Pop came in and out of the bathroom to get ready while she showered and she watched him looking at her body through the fogged, water-beaded glass. It would have been fun to drag him into the shower with her, but then they would never get to dinner. The way he looked at her and his eagerness with her in bed made Terri wonder if Pop was being entirely honest with her. She could not help but wonder if he’d harbored some kind of lust for her since before her mother’s crazy idea. It was just strange that he had no reservations about doing anything to her. She wracked her brain, going all the way back to her teenaged years, but could not think of any time when he’d looked at or touched her inappropriately. He had always been a loving dad. Maybe it really was that he was just enjoying his chance to fuck a much younger woman for the weekend. She wondered if he did all these things with her mother too. No, that was too much to think about. She cleared her mind, knowing it was best not to over think things.

What she really wanted to think about was the night ahead. Terri knew their lovemaking this time would not be like the night before. With the nervousness gone she would not be tentative with him. After everything he’d done to her in the last twenty-four hours she was determined to do everything she could to Pop to make him feel good. She wanted him to know that she’d shed whatever inhibitions she’d had. Terri would make this night just as memorable for him as it would be for her.

After her shower, she escort gaziantep portalı closed the door to the bedroom, partly because she didn’t want him coming in to distract her, but also because she wanted to come out when she was ready and wow him. She slipped into lacy black panties and black thigh highs, which had been pushed to the back of her lingerie drawer forever. The stockings were not something she normally would have worn outside of the bedroom. Her dress would not allow for a bra. It was a slinky little black number she’d bought a couple years ago, at a girlfriend’s insistence. They were out shopping for dresses for their work Christmas party and Janine insisted that Terri try the dress on, even though there was no way she would have worn it to a work function. She couldn’t imagine wearing the dress anywhere in public, even with a sweater over it. It was a halter dress that was almost entirely backless, cut down to just above the crack of her ass. The front was draped and rather low cut. If she wasn’t careful how she moved she could end up showing way more than she planned.

Terri stepped into a pair of strappy black pumps with a four inch heel and twisted and turned in front of the mirror. Her hair was up and her make-up perfect, including hot red lipstick, which she bought specially for this weekend. When she packed all this stuff she did not seriously think she would put any of it on, but here she was, vamping in front of the mirror. Modest as she was, she had to admit she looked hot.

She opened the double doors to the bedroom and stood framed in the doorway and asked, “Are you ready for dinner?”

Pop turned and stopped as he took her in with a low whistle. “I’m ready for dessert.”

“You are going to have to wait because I am starving.”

She let him kiss her, but on the cheek so he didn’t smudge her lipstick, and then they proceeded down to dinner arm in arm. He was wearing a dark blazer over a burgundy shirt and dark slacks and she thought he looked rather handsome, even though it was still funny to look at her stepfather and see him that way.

The restaurant was crowded and they had to wait in the bar until a table opened up. Terri found it difficult to sit on the high barstool without flashing her lacy panties. She also discovered she was right to be worried about the low, loose neckline of her dress. Every time she reached for her drink she nearly exposed her whole breast. She blushed when she saw Pop looking and a quick glance told her he was not the only one who’d noticed. In the past, she’d always tried to blend in with the crowd, avoid standing out, but now that some of the men in the bar were checking her out she found she really liked it. It made her tingle down below to think that these men were looking at her and wanting her. She knew Pop must be proud to have her on his arm tonight.

“That dress really is something, kiddo. You look amazing tonight,” Pop whispered in her ear and then kissed her neck. He slid his hand across her bare back, giving her chills, and then into the side of her dress. The bar was crowded and no one could see what he was doing, but she still had to fight the urge to push his hand away. His fingers crept around until he was just barely stroking the side of her breast. Not only was she out without a bra, but now she was being groped in a public place by her stepfather. She felt that thrill from the spring and her nipple hardened from his touch. He kissed the side of her neck while he touched her and she thought she was going to melt right there at the bar.

Terri was weak in the knees when they were paged to their table. Their table was in an intimate corner of the restaurant and mostly shielded from view by a large stone fireplace. Pop held out her chair at the table and she sat very carefully, but couldn’t do much about the dress hanging open when she leaned forward. Their waiter was discreet, but he couldn’t keep his eyes off of her. Pop ordered a good bottle of wine and she couldn’t gulp down the first glass fast enough.

After going over the menu, she decided on lobster, even though it would be messy. Actually, she thought she might be able to have fun with that. As she ate she took full advantage of all that dripping butter, licking and sucking it off her fingers seductively. She also took advantage of their secluded spot by slipping off one of her heels and running her foot up the inside of Pop’s leg. When she reached his crotch she found he appreciated all the leaning forward she was doing during dinner. She kept up massaging his crotch when the waiter came to clear their plates and she giggled when he had trouble asking for the check after she declined dessert. She was eager to get back to their room. Mercifully, she stopped teasing him so he could stand down before he had to stand up.

In the elevator on the way to the condo Terri leaned into Pop and gave him a long, burning kiss, languidly going after his tongue with her own. He slipped his hand inside her dress and rolled her nipple while he cupped her breast. They were so into each other that the elevator door almost closed before they could get out and head down the hallway.

When they returned to the condo he opened a fresh bottle of wine while she turned on the lights above the dining room table, keeping the dimmer on low. Through the balcony doors was a beautiful view of the lights lining the small lake on the resort’s grounds. She accepted a glass of wine from Pop and then took his hand and sat him down in the loveseat by the balcony doors. She stood in front of him and sipped some wine for courage.

“Tell me what you like,” she said as seductively as she could.

“Well, you know I’m a big Beatles fan,” he chuckled.

“You know what I mean, Pop. You have been so good to me this weekend I want to give you a night you’ll always remember.”

“I already I know I will always remember this weekend, Teresa. I want you to do whatever comes naturally. I will love whatever you do.”

Pop’s words gave her the courage to take charge and she leaned forward, giving him a perfect view down her dress as she set down her wineglass. She kissed him softly and then stood up and unhooked her dress behind her neck. With a little wiggle of her hips the dress dropped to the floor and she stepped out of it. For a moment she wondered if anyone outside could see her through the patio doors and a thrill ran through her. His low whistle and hungry eyes made her smile.

Terri put a knee on the loveseat between his legs and leaned in to pull his shirt off. He cupped both breasts and licked and sucked her nipples. She moaned and forced herself to pull his shirt off and make him stop touching her. Next, she dropped to her knees and pulled off his boots and pants and boxers. He just sat back and let her go, stripping him naked. His prick popped up and she immediately reacted to it, her pussy tightening as she remembered how it felt inside her. She was already wet enough that she could have just sat on him, but she was out to seduce him, not get herself off.

Grabbing his cock, she licked it from crown to base while looking up into Pop’s eyes the entire time. She wanted him to see how much she wanted him. She licked his cock until it was shining and then smeared his precum all over the head with her tongue while she stroked his shaft. She kissed her way back down and then sucked on each of his heavy balls.

“Mmm, Teresa …” he moaned. He was hot and throbbing in her hand and when she decided she’d teased him enough she smiled and swallowed his cock. Now that she was used to it she did not have trouble opening enough to take his thick shaft and went down until her nose was buried in his crotch. Her cheeks hollowed as she sucked hard and worked him in her mouth with her tongue. When she had him groaning and pushing his hips at her mouth, she started to move, bobbing up and down slowly while sucking hard. He was jerking his hips and pushing up at her mouth when she came down and she knew she had him completely under her control. He was moaning her name and stroking her hair and she kept sucking until she was sure he was closing to popping his top. Strings of saliva stretched from her lips to his cock when she stopped. She didn’t want him cumming in her mouth tonight. She had other plans for his load.

“I think you’re ready for me,” she cooed, crawling off the floor. She straddled Pop’s lap and grasped his cock.

“I’ve been ready for you for a long time, kiddo. You are so incredibly sexy.”

“I want you so bad. You make me feel so good,” she teased herself, rubbing his wide head against her lips while she spoke. It rubbed her clit and she quivered.

Terri slipped the head inside and slowly descended on his shaft. She loved how it felt when he first stretched her open and all those nerve endings were stimulated for the first time. She took him all the way and then grinded against him, feeling him flexing inside while her clit was teased. Closing her eyes, she moaned continuously as she concentrated on the sensations throbbing out from her cunt. She squeezed him inside her and kept grinding harder and harder, focusing on her clit, while Pop teased her nipples with his hands, teasing and pinching and rolling and stroking. Her climax came on so fast that she could hardly believe it. She was quaking and stiffened and intense pleasure blossomed through her entire body.

“Ohhhh Popppp!” she cried, falling forward and throwing her arms around him.

The tremors were still going through her body when he held her hips and started moving her on his prick. She could hear her cunt gushing around him as their bodies slowly moved together. She was still feeling warm and tingly from her orgasm, but she pushed back, thrusting her hips down at him. She braced herself with her hands on his shoulders and took control again, vigorously riding his cock. Fucking him like that after having just cum was incredible because her whole pussy was still on fire and it felt like her orgasm didn’t really end.

“Uhnnn … Tereeesaaa!” Pop moaned, gripping her hips tighter. He slid his hands around and kneaded her ass roughly.

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When Foes Collide I

It was late in the afternoon, when a loud rapping could be heard all over the house.

Knock! Knock! Knock!

“Coming!” Aunt Cessy’s voice sounded out, carrying all the way to the front door.

The voluptuous Mexican woman swayed through the hallway, cut across a corner of the living room, and finally stepped into the tiny foyer of her home. In irritation, Cessy peered out through the tiny security peephole. She did a double take when she observed who was standing out there. What the hell was he doing here, she asked herself.

Cessy unlocked the door and swung it open, revealing the brawny figure of Pablo Robles. The impatient man had his arms crossed. He looked as irritated as she did, in fact. The robust sister-in-law couldn’t help but notice how thick the man’s arms were, or how well his chest filled out his shirt. Pablo wasn’t wearing much, she noted, just a loose tank top, shorts, and tennis shoes. Much, much yummier than the usual men that knocked on her door, Cessy decided.

“I’d like to speak to Lorena.” Pablo requested.

“Well, you can’t.”

“Why not?”

“Because she’s not here.” Cessy revealed.

Pablo frowned. His expression gave away that he thought Cessy was lying to him.

As for Cessy, well, her mind was in a whirl. She was already thinking of doing some very naughty things with her brother-in-law, except for one very significant factor. It was well known that Pablo Robles hated her guts. She would have to be extra sneaky to get into the man’s pants, if she thought she had any chance of seeing that extra-large log that Lorena always bragged about. Or maybe she didn’t have to be that sneaky at all. Maybe Cessy could be as blatant as she ever was, and accomplish the same sort of wickedness anyway. Hoping to draw him inside, she huffed and started to shut the door. Pablo reached out to stop her from fully closing it.

“Tell her it’s important.” Pablo persisted.

“What’s so important?”

“Tell her it’s about us getting divorced.”

He sounded serious, Cessy noted.

Still, the voluptuous Latina gave him a resentful look, as if he was about to intrude into her privacy. This was simply part of her act. With an impatient flurry, she turned and started into the living room. “Come with me.”

Cessy swung her hips out, too, so that her brother-in-law could get a good look at her fat ass while he followed her in. Pablo picked a good day to show up, the woman thought, as she was wearing a double-strap halter dress tie-dyed in several shades of purple, and absolutely nothing underneath. Her full breasts were clearly visible and pushing up against the fabric of the dress, and already her nipples were itching to be touched.

Cessy paused so abruptly that Pablo nearly bumped into her. “You can see for yourself that Lorena isn’t in the living room.” She turned and brushed past him. “Now, come this way.”

Pablo grunted behind her, but he trailed her steps nevertheless.

Cessy strolled through the short hallway. Once she reached its far end she motioned out at the kitchen, the dining area, and a small den that she hardly ever used. There was a downstairs bathroom, and she went as far to push its door open. “Lorena isn’t in any of these rooms. You can see that if you have eyes.”

She glanced over at the door leading into the garage. “I want you to be completely sure that Lorena isn’t in there washing clothes, or hiding from you, so go in there and take a good look around.”

Cessy was mildly surprised when Pablo said not a word. Quietly, he stepped into the garage. She wondered if he’d been drinking before he’d come over. Right after that thought crossed her mind, she started hoping he had. It would make the big beefcake that much easier to manipulate.

The wily woman had a few seconds to go over options. She could tell Pablo the truth, which was that Lorena hadn’t dropped by ever since that night when the three Marines had come over and screwed both their brains out. Cessy didn’t know where Lorena was, as her sister hadn’t called or left any messages, or anything like that. That she didn’t know where Lorena was she could readily admit. As to the reason why Lorena hadn’t been around, well, Cessy thought she’d better keep that one to herself.

Then there was the part where Lorena thought she was better than Cessy. Well, if Cessy managed to seduce Pablo, she was going to turn around and throw that right into her sister’s face. She was not going to have Lorena, her own flesh and blood, looking down at her as if she was some woman from the street who peddled her ass to just anyone. She wasn’t a whore!

Cessy was simply a woman who did not want a man always telling her what to do, or what to wear or where to go. She wasn’t the type who was going to sit at home all day and wait for her husband to get home, like some obedient bitch of a dog, like Lorena did for Pablo. Cessy wasn’t going to have anyone telling her how to live her life, either. She had enough of that sort of shit from her stubborn and jealous ex-husband. For too many years, that man had made her life revolve exclusively around him. Vehemently, Cessy refused to gaziantep escort pornoları allow herself to get caught up in that same sort of situation again. It was her life to live, wasn’t it? Wasn’t it?

Cessy walked over to the patio door and glanced through the large plate of glass, just as Pablo emerged from the garage.

“She’s not in there.” Pablo grumbled.

“Come over here.” Cessy ordered, more or less.

Pablo came and joined her in looking outside.

“She’s not out there, either.” He said.

“Well, that’s what I meant when I said she wasn’t here.” Cessy reminded him. “What did you think I meant? Now, come on.”

She led him down the hallway again, rounding the stairwell and starting up to the second floor.

“Fine, I get it.” Pablo stated in irritation. “She’s not here.”

“Oh, no you don’t.” Cessy said, turning and descending the handful of steps she’d already traveled. She grabbed the man’s wrist. “You wanted the whole tour, and you’re going to get it. I’m not going to have you telling anybody that I had my sister in the house hidden away from you.”

Cessy expected Pablo to resist her, but surprisingly, he didn’t. He simply allowed her to lead him up the stairs. She took him to the left, and opened up the two doors on that end. “Here’s my daughter’s bedroom, and here’s the guest bedroom.” She led him back toward the stairs, and opened up another door. “Here’s the upstairs bathroom.”

Finally, she led him to the last remaining doorway, but she didn’t stop until they were well inside the room.

“And this is my bedroom.” She concluded the sightseeing trip. “Go ahead and check my closet, if you want.”

“That’s all right.” Pablo said, dejectedly.

“Then get the hell out of my house!”

Pablo didn’t even look at her. He simply sighed quietly and turned toward the door.

Certainly, Cessy hadn’t expected that. She was only testing the man with her cruel remark. Already, her mind and body were braced to have a good, long argument over Lorena’s whereabouts. Somewhere during that argument, she was going to make a move on Pablo, to provoke him into having sex with her. Cessy already had her ‘so, you think you’re better than me’ line ready to go. Instead, Pablo had unexpectedly turned into a whimper of the man he usually was. Regardless, Cessy was not about to just let him waltz out of the house. Not without at least trying to get a glimpse of that mythical monster that he kept between his legs.

“Pablo, wait.” She hurried to catch up with him.

Her brother-in-law hadn’t even gotten to the stairs yet, so it was easy enough to grab his wrist and bring him back into her bedroom. Cessy pulled him all the way in and sat him on the edge of her bed. As he looked up at her wonderingly, she stepped away from him by a couple of yards and crossed her arms. This way, she figured, her true intentions would still be masked. “You look like a man who has something to say. So, spit it out already.”

“This is between me and Lorena.”

“Are you trying to say that it’s none of my business?” Cessy asked. “Because if it has anything to do with my sister, I’m making it my business. Now, come on. Out with it!”

“You don’t want to know.” Pablo shook his head. He was reluctant to talk to her, but clearly, he wasn’t ready to leave yet.

Cessy saw an opening, and she pounced on it. She went and took a seat next to him. Since he’d already allowed her to lead her all over the house by the hand, she quietly reached out and slipped her hand over his. Pablo didn’t immediately move his hand away from hers, she observed.

The thick temptress dropped her tone into a soft caress. “Look, I know you’ve never liked me, and the truth is that I never liked you either. I always thought you were trying to take my sister away from me, that you were too much like the asshole I married. In my point of view, you were keeping Lorena inside the house when you were at work, and you wouldn’t let her out of your sight when you were home. I only found out recently that Lorena was happy with living that kind of life.”

“We were both happy, but that’s over now.” Pablo admitted. “You know what’s funny? I always thought you were trying to take Lorena away from me. I hated hearing Lorena say that you were going out with one guy one week and a different guy the next week. I thought you were trying to make her do the same thing. Listen, I’m sorry I was a jerk to you. I recently found out something else, too. I know now that the biggest reason you see one guy after another is because you’re lonely. I’m sorry about that.”

Cessy pulled her hand away. The words struck her far too deeply. “I’m not lonely.”

Pablo took a deep breath. “Let me tell you how I figured this out. I got suspended at work for an entire week. Instead of letting me go home and brood for a week, my boss asked me to go over to her place. The cover story was that I’d be fixing up whatever needed fixing up, but that’s not why I was really there.”

“Why were you really there?”

“To have sex with her.” Pablo revealed. “And not only that, but she called up escort pornoları some of her friends and told them to come over, too. Some of these women I work with every day, and some I’d never met before. I was always the only guy there.”

“How many women?”

“Oh, six, seven. I mean, not all at once, but over the course of the week. There were always new faces coming and going. Anyway, the women were all pretending that they were having the time of their lives with me. They were laughing and joking around. They would sit me down on the couch, or take me into the bedroom, and they’d watch me and cheer while I was having sex with one of them. It’s the weirdest thing I’ve ever done, and let me tell you, I’ve been doing some very weird things recently.”

Cessy had never imagined that her brother-in-law could be so brazen. She’d always seen him as uptight and straight as a ruler.

“Some of these women had been single for a long time. Some of them were married, but it was the same story with all of them. In some way or another, they were all lonely. They had no real love in their lives. The closest thing they came to love was having sex. They convinced themselves that having sex was the same thing as love, but I saw through all that. Those women were all pretenders. It made me depressed to see this day after day. I couldn’t take any more of it. I was supposed to be up there with those same women today, but I couldn’t make myself go.”

“So you came over here to make up with my sister?” Cessy asked.

“No.” Pablo replied. “I don’t love her. Not anymore. I gave her twenty-four years of my life, and she flushed them down the toilet over something so stupid…”

Cessy cut in. “Lorena told me about that. She told me how Melinda tricked her into thinking you’d cheated on her, and how she had been dumb enough to believe it. My sister said she won’t go back with you either, because it would be too humiliating for her after what happened between the two of you.”

Pablo laughed. “See? With Lorena it’s always been about who’s going to end up on top of the mountain. It feels as if the entire time I was with her, she was always trying to manipulate me into doing what she wanted. It was always a one-way street with her. Now that we’re apart, she can’t even bring herself to admit to me that she made a big mistake by believing Melinda. Why? Because her precious pride might be hurt. Well, fuck her! After what Lorena did to me, I don’t want her back!”

Cessy stood up and walked a few paces away. “I have something to tell you, too. I don’t know if I should even say it.”

“Is it about Lorena? Go ahead, it won’t make me change my mind about her.”

She could see that Pablo was dead serious about his decision to leave Lorena. “Last week, I had some guys come over. Lorena was here. I kind of pushed her into doing some things that she wouldn’t have ever done by herself.”

Pablo listened to her closely.

“She ended up sleeping with two guys that night.” Cessy bluntly stated.

“Was she happy about it?”

“No.” Cessy admitted. “She got mad at me for making her do it. Lorena left and she hasn’t been back since. I don’t know who she is staying with now, but I don’t think she ever wants to come back here. That’s the truth.”

“Why would you do that to her?” Pablo asked. “You know how she is!”

“I don’t know why I did that to her.”

“Is it because you’re lonely?”

“I am not lonely!” Cessy snapped. “I’m happy with my life just the way it is!”

“Yeah, you keep telling yourself that.” Pablo stood up to leave. “One day you might even believe it, just like all those women I’ve been sleeping with over the last few days.”

“Sit down.” Cessy commanded. “We’re not finished here yet!”

A flash of annoyance crossed Pablo’s face, but it faded away quickly. He took a seat and patted the empty spot next to him. “Why don’t you come over here and sit next to me?”

Cessy was finding herself torn now. She wanted to screw Pablo, both for her personal satisfaction and to rub Lorena’s face in it later. But now, after he’d discovered the truth behind her barrier of supposedly gratifying one-night stands, she didn’t know what to do. They stared at one another for a long moment, before Cessy relented and went over to take a seat on the edge of the bed.

“The only reason I brought you up here was because I was going to make you sleep with me.” Cessy divulged. “But I don’t want to do that anymore. You ruined it.”

Pablo inched closer to her, draping an arm around her shoulders. “That’s okay, because I wouldn’t touch you with a ten-foot pole.”

Cessy sharply glanced into his face, discovering that he was joking with her. A moment later, she choked up and turned away. Before she could stop them, a stream of tears broke free from her eyes and rolled down her face. She started sobbing right after.

“Okay, so maybe that wasn’t the best joke in the world…” Pablo started.

“No, no, it’s not that!” Cessy cried. “It’s just… it’s just that I don’t think any man has ever really loved me in my entire life! Do you know what that feels escort gaziantep pornoları like, to know that you’ll never find somebody! To know that you might be alone until the day you die!”

“You’re not that ugly. A little bit, yeah, but not that ugly.”

“Fuck you, Pablo!” Cessy half cried, half laughed. “That’s not funny!”

“When is the last time you told a man you loved him?”

Cessy huffed. “Not since I was married. After all that time, no man has told me that he loves me ever since. All men want me for is sex, and that’s it!”

“These women from where I work, that’s all they wanted from me.” Pablo confided. “Look, maybe you’ve been looking for men in the wrong places. My boss and her friends have been taking me out to some bars and clubs where singles in Del Mar go to hang out. They’ve been taking me there to show me off to everybody they know. How about you and me go up there one of these days. Maybe you can meet some rich white guy that’s got a ton of money to spend, but nobody to spend it on.”

Cessy lowered her head. “You’re not mad, about how I pushed Lorena into sleeping with two guys?”

“No, not really. You know how stubborn Lorena can be. If she didn’t want to do it, she wouldn’t have done it.”

Pablo was something like a perfect guy, Cessy realized. He was nice, considerate and thoughtful, and she already knew that he was faithful and hardworking. And he was handsome, too. It was a shame that Lorena had never really understood what she had with this man, and that she’d messed it all up on something so foolish as a lie.

“I should get going…” Pablo started.

“No.” Cessy halted him. “If you can fool around with a bunch of women you barely know for days and days, then you can stay here a little while longer. With me.”

“Are you going to make me? Because I have to go and find Lorena. We need to have a serious talk about what we’re going to do with the house, and our bank account, and a whole bunch of other things.”

Cessy looked into his eyes, suddenly feeling coquettish and playful. “You said I wasn’t that ugly.”

“I never really thought you were ugly. I thought you slept with too many men. Like I told you, thanks to these women I’ve been hanging around with, I know why you were doing that now. Everybody in this world needs love. They’ll go out of their way to find it, or they’ll get as close as they can to finding it, even if it isn’t real.”

“Lorena really screwed up, didn’t she?” Cessy asked, as she leaned close enough to put her lips on Pablo’s.

She’d expected her sister’s husband to cringe away from her, but he didn’t. In fact, Pablo kissed her first, softly and tenderly. This was nothing at all like the rushed smacks she’d learned to expect from the many shallow lovers she’d had over the last few years.

Cessy drew away from the sensual contact. “So you’re some kind of knight in shining armor now? Out to rescue all the lonely women out there from themselves?”

“Not a knight.” Pablo replied. “More like the guy that cleans the stables or grooms the horses. You know, over the last couple of months, and thanks pretty much to Lorena giving me the cold shoulder, I’ve slept with a good bunch of women. I slept with some black women, who were in a hurry to get things over with, just so they could brag to each other that they’d had me. And over these last few days, I slept with these white women that kept taking turns jumping on me like I was a merry-go-round. Again, just so they could say they had me. It’s disappointing for a guy like me.”

“Are you saying that us Latinos are the best lovers?”

Pablo thought this over. “I want to say yes, but that’s not always true. I mean, just look at Lorena and me. There were so many times when we could have enjoyed each other’s company, like when the kids were at school and we had the house all to ourselves. Instead of spending time with me, Lorena wanted to go shopping, or to get something done around the house. Can you believe that she would choose the vacuum cleaner over me? I don’t mean once or twice, either, but like five hundred times while we were together. We hardly ever went out as a couple, because the only times we would go out Lorena made it a big point to bring all the kids with us.”

“Our life growing up wasn’t that great.” Cessy reminded him. “We never had a father. You know where our mother put us to work, as soon as we were old enough.”

“Okay, I can understand that, but only up to a point.” Pablo reasoned. “I was with Lorena for over twenty-four years. You would think that somewhere during that time, she would have understood that I only meant the best for her, for me and for our family. She should have also understood that I was a man, and not a cardboard cutout of a father figure. Maybe I needed a little more attention than she was giving me. On top of that, I have my own thoughts and ideas. Instead of always trying to change things around to benefit only her and the kids, maybe she could have let me live a little more. Do you know that she never, in all those years, let me watch a baseball game from start to finish without complaining? She would stand in front of the TV just to block my view. She did that for twenty-four fucking years!” He sighed and looked over at Cessy. “I’m not getting back with her, ever. If I ever made that mistake, it would take Lorena about one week to get back into her bad habits and make me start hating her all over again.” He sat there for a quiet moment. “I guess you turned out to be my marriage counselor, huh?”

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My name is Jen. When I turned 18 my mother, Nancy, took me for my 1st “female doctor’s visit”. She took me to the clinic where she was a nurse. As I sat there nervously going through a two year old Newsweek, while waiting for the receptionist to call my name, all I could think of was, ‘Good grief, I’m in great shape, why in the heck do I need to see a gynecologist anyway?’

It sounded just like a gun shot when it was my mom who was the one who poked her head out of the door leading to the examination rooms and said, “Honey, the doctor is ready for you now.” On rubbery legs, I half stumbled through the door and followed mom down the hall to examination room three. “Honey,” she said with a smile, “go in here and put on this gown, the doctor will be with you shortly.”

I took the pale blue paper hospital gown and went inside to change. Standing behind a small screen in the corner, I shucked my clothes and donned the flimsy covering and hopped up on the table to wait for Doctor Webster. I shivered a little, and wondered why doctor’s offices always seemed so darn cold, you’d think with the prices they charged they could spring for a little more heat.

Out in the hall, mom found the doctor and said, “Room three is a new patient, and she’s my daughter Jen, just turned eighteen”.

The door burst open and in strode a middle-aged man of about fifty, who extended his hand and said with a smile, “I’m Doctor Webster, and you must be Jen, Nancy’s daughter, I’m very happy to meet you.”

All I could do is return a weak smile and while shaking the doctor’s hand reply, “Thanks, it’s nice to meet you, too.”

“So,” he asked, “what do we have here?” as he looked at my chart that was lying on the desk attached to a clipboard. “I see that this is your first exam,” he said gently, “Well don’t worry, I’m sure everything will go just fine, so let’s get started.”

He put down the clipboard and started escort numaraları checking the glands in my neck and working his way down, until casually sliding the gown from my shoulders and using his stethoscope to check my lungs. It felt very odd to be sitting in front of a strange man with my breasts exposed, but he seemed not to even notice them, even though my nipples had shriveled up as the cool air caressed them.

“Lungs sound free and clear,” he announced while entering his findings on her chart, “and your glands don’t have any swelling, so that’s good. Okay,” he went on, “now we’ll check your breasts for lumps. Do you do regular self exams?”

“Uh, no,” I said as I could feel the red rose in my cheeks, “I-I’ve never done one.”

“Well you should do it at least once a month,” he replied, “I’ll have your mom show you exactly what to do after we’re all finished with your exam, now lie back down please.” I closed my eyes tightly anticipating the worst, but as Dr. Webster began kneading and touching my breasts, I began to relax a little as my nervousness began to wane. “You’re a lucky girl,” the doctor said absentmindedly as he carefully checked each boob and nipple, “you have very pretty breasts, but they’re not so big that later on in life they would start to sag.”

“Mmmmmm,” he hummed, “another good sign, you have an extremely sensitive nipple response, good, they check out a-o-k. Take a break for a minute, Jem,” he said easily, “I want to get all this down before we go any further,” as he sat down and began entering more data.

Just then mom entered the room and offered, “So, how’s it going, honey?”

“Uh, pretty good,” I replied. “We’re just about ready for the pelvic,” the doctor said to mom, “can you get your daughter ready?”

Mom had me spread my legs and place my heels into the stirrups at the corners of the table. gaziantep escort bayan numaraları “Already, doctor,” mom said, while rubbing my arm softly.

The doctor sat down on a stool and slid between my open legs and carefully began probing my virginal vagina with his latex covered fingers. While the doctor worked on my pussy, he offered, “Oh, by the way, would you please show your daughter how to do a self breast exam? I told her that it was important that she do one at least once a month.”

“Sure thing,” mom replied cheerfully, “I may as well do it right now.” Very slowly, mom began moving her fingers over every square inch of my still girlish breasts, while at the same time, the finger of Doctor Webster was becoming more and more insistent inside of my pussy. I was just lying there with my head spinning, unable to move as mom and the doctor slowly pushed me towards an orgasm.

After a few more minutes of unbelievable tension, the doctor asked casually, “You have very tight vagina, you must still be a virgin?”

Knowing this was a question he and mom expected to be answered, I gasped, “Y-yes, I-I’m still a virgin.”

“That’s good,” he replied softly, “it’s better to wait until you’re older, don’t you agree nurse?”

“Oh yes, doctor,” she answered smoothly, “My daughter has a very pretty and responsive body that shouldn’t be wasted on just anybody.”

By now I was panting overtly, and not caring a whit whether I was putting on a show for them or not, as I was sure that in a few moments I was going to have an extremely hard orgasm.

“Jen,” the doctor asked quietly, “it seems that your vagina is very much aroused, are you going to have an orgasm for us, dear?”

“I-I don’t know,” I gasped, as the doctor flicked his finger over my little clit until I was right on the doorstep of a climax.

“Now, gaziantep escort numaraları dear,” he said in admonishment, “you must tell me what you’re feeling, after all, I’m your physician.”

“A-all right,” I said while moaning openly, “I-I’m going to cum really hard, don’t stop, just keep doing what you’re doing.”

“Well, Nurse,” the doctor replied, “I believe that your daughter is on the verge, would you please offer her a nipple to suck on?”

“Of course, doctor,” mom said in a business like manner, while opening her white uniform, “I believe you’re correct, she definitely needs to have a nipple in her mouth to keep her relaxed.”

By now I was absolutely on fire, and never in my entire life had I been as aroused as I was at that very moment. Even though I had no lesbian tendencies in the least, I offered no resistance when mom pressed her hard hot nipple to my lips and ordered, “That’s a good girl, suck on it honey.”

My gosh it tasted so good, now I knew why boys were so hopped up to get their hands on a girl’s breasts.

“Jen,” the doctor intoned softly, “do you want to orgasm now?”

“Mmmmm,” I hummed, “p-please, let me cum.”

Taking me at my word, he let his hand slip from my cunt, only to quickly replace it with his hot tongue. “Aaragh,” I groaned at the moment of impact, “suck it, suck me off, do my clit.”

My pussy was now caught up in a climactic whirlwind whose only escape was to achieve a crushing orgasm, and that’s exactly what was happening. While my greedy mouth devoured mom’s big nipple, my pussy contracted hard three or four times in rapid succession which of course was the precursor to a climax that soon laid my pussy totally to waste. After all that, I just laid on the examining table, a disheveled mass of quivering flesh that I was unable to control for the first few minutes following my cum.

“Just relax for a few minutes, dear,” the doctor said gently, “I just want you to know that everything checked out just fine and we’ll see you in about a year.” He then left the room, leaving Mom to help me to my feet and lead me slowly to the dressing area so that I could put on my clothing.

Once dressed, mom said, “My shift is done, give me a minute and I’ll drive you home”.

Where our story will continue next time?

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Billy rolled over in bed once more. The covers had been kicked onto the floor and he lay in only his boxers. He had returned home from his first year at University; only to find there was no work in his home town, so sleeping in until midday was becoming a habit. Today however sleeping in was impossible. In mid-June they were in the midst of a full on heat-wave and his room had become insufferably stuffy. Billy’s eyes bolted open when he realized just what this meant. His neighbors the Gibsons lived next door. Mr and Mrs Gibson were well known in the community, taking part in various social functions. But this was not the reason why Billy was the envy of all his male peers.

The Gibson daughters were well known by every boy (and man) in town for their exceptional beauty. The youngest was Amy at 18, then Charlotte at 19, Rose at 21 and Mary at 22. Amy and Charlotte were both very cute blondes, Rose was a stunning brunette and Mary was a striking red-head. They often joked that Mary was adopted, but you could see in the eyes that she was certainly from the same gene-pool. Rose was the one that all the boys drooled over; she had an over-powering sexuality to her that some girls just have. Billy however, had always had the biggest crush on Mary. She was the quietest of the four and always the most intriguing to him. She had huge expressive eyes that made it difficult for her to ever hide what she was thinking.

This summer all the girls were living at home together before heading back to school in the autumn. With the jobs shortage and the heat-wave the girls took to spending a lot of time in the garden in very little clothing. Rose and Charlotte would always wear bikinis, whereas Mary and Amy were more conservative, wearing strappy tops and shorts. Billy’s University days had been very ‘active,’ but once back home he found that his sex life was waning. There just wasn’t the same amount of girls looking for sex. This left Billy with a worrying amount of sexual tension and after his year at University, masturbation was not doing the trick. One afternoon in early June, Billy was watching the girls from his window and decided to risk it and jerked off. He was in awe at the bare flesh on show before him, splattering his cum all over the wall beneath his window. His masturbation adventures had quickly got more adventurous, until he was in the garden, watching through a hole in a fence.

On this particular morning Billy was feeling the full effects of his enforced celibacy. He jumped in the shower hoping this would quell his desires but they continued to rage in his loins. Slipping into his swim shorts, flip flops and some sun glasses, Billy wandered into his parent’s garden with only one thing in mind. Billy’s parents were both at work and no-one else was in as he took up his position next to his neighbor’s fence. As he peered through he could only see Rose on her own walking round the garden, talking on her phone. Billy stared at her long legs carrying her in circles across the lawn then slowly he slipped a hand down his swimming shorts. His cock was already at half-mast and his skin felt soft after his shower. It wasn’t going to take long until he was cumming and just at that moment, Rose dropped her phone. With her back to Billy she bent down to retrieve her phone, displaying her ass to Billy in all its glory, the wet material from her bikini bottoms clinging to every nook and crevice. Without realizing Billy let out an audible moan. Rose suddenly span round looking directly at the gap in the fence where Billy sat. Billy froze in fear, had she caught him? He didn’t know. Billy’s heart was racing but he seemed to have got away with it as Rose returned to talking on her phone then headed indoors. The whole incident had got Billy right to the edge, so he returned to jacking off in his shorts. Billy closed his eyes and jacked away when he heard the adjoining gate to his garden open.

“I knew it” screamed Rose. She had hung up her phone and stared at Billy, sitting in the corner of the garden with his hand down his shorts. She walked with pace towards him then grabbed him by the arm. He removed his hand leaving his cock to tent his swim shorts.

“You’re coming with me, how long have you been watching us?”

Billy didn’t answer as Rose dragged him into the Gibson’s house. Despite the horror of being caught Billy couldn’t help but enjoy then feel of Rose’s soft hands wrapped around his arm. Rose led him to a small room in the house where the other three girls were lying on the floor in their bikinis, with several fans on full blast.

“Look what I found, I knew we were being watched” yelled Rose.

She pushed Billy into the room, his shorts still tented by his straining cock. In his aroused state he couldn’t help but stare at the three sweaty girls lying on the floor in their bikinis. Legs splayed around the room, breasts snuggled into the corner of tops and mounds of pussy flesh straining against wet bikini bottoms. It was truly a beautiful sight.

There was an awkward silence, no-one knew what to do, certainly not Billy. The three sisters who lay on escort ilanları the floor, previously half asleep, were suddenly wide eyed and fully engaged. Charlotte was the first to speak.

“Oh my God, is that his…” she trailed off; pointing at Billy’s still very erect cock.

“Yeah he was jacking off over me when I was in the garden. He must like me, I heard him gasp when I went to pick up my phone” Rose explained.

“That’s disgusting” Amy chipped in.

Billy’s head suddenly snapped out of his aroused state, he was mortified.

“Look I’m really sorry, I won’t ever do it again, please don’t tell anyone. Just let me go and I promise I’ll leave you alone.”

Rose, Charlotte and Amy giggled at his desperate pleas. They had barely heard a peep out of Mary as she sat in the corner staring intensely at Billy’s tented shorts. Rose noticed this and saw an opportunity.

“I think as you’ve seen all of us in, how should I put this, such an intimate way? I think it’s only fair that we get a look at what’s hiding under there” Rose exclaimed whilst pointing at his shorts.

Mary finally spoke, “Rose what are you doing?”

Rose ignored her sister’s pleas and continued. “Go on; show us what you’ve got.”

Realizing he couldn’t win, whilst feeling hornier by the second, Billy slowly slipped his fingers into the waistband of his swimming shorts. He looked up; all four girls stared down at his crotch. Billy closed his eyes then took off his shorts. His cock sprang free, bouncing in front of them. Billy had always been quite proud of his 7 inch cock, so he was not embarrassed about that and the girls were clearly impressed. There was an audible sigh as his member came into view.

“Oh my” gasped Amy as she slowly began to rub the material over her pussy.

Rose looked at Mary, her face was flush and her mouth hung open. Her legs were spread but she didn’t touch herself.

“Finish what you started” Rose demanded, “cum for us.”

Mary couldn’t object this time, her arousal left her paralyzed. Billy didn’t need asking twice, his right hand darted to his swollen member and he began furiously masturbating in front of these four beautiful girls. Charlotte had joined Amy and was masturbating along to the show.

Billy’s eyes darted from girl to girl; he had never been this close to them. He took in all the exposed flesh on show, legs, shoulders, cleavage; he could only imagine the delights that lay under their skimpy outfits. He looked over at Rose; she had a dirty smile on her face.

“I know what you want,” she said as she unclipped her bikini bra and let it fall to the floor. Her breasts were incredible. They hung on her chest perfectly with large pink areolas that Billy later learnt her sisters teased her about mercifully. Billy started to tense up, his hips thrust forward then he heard a gasp from Mary. He looked over at her and noticed her hand had slid down into her denim shorts, but he also noticed a tear roll down her face.

“Take off your shorts Mary, it’ll give you better access. I promise it will feel better” advised Charlotte. Mary nodded but she couldn’t remove her hand from her pussy. Charlotte leaned over and tugged them down over Mary’s long legs, revealing a pair of sexy red panties with a rainbow pattern over her crotch, tented by her busy hand.

Realizing she no longer had his attention Rose grabbed Billy’s free hand and pressed it up against her cunt. The warmth from her sex was too much for him. He let out a pained cry then blasted his semen across the room. Amy lay in the firing line, she squealed as his cum splattered up her legs. Realizing this and surprised by the force of Billy’s orgasm, Rose got to her knees and took the rest of his load into her mouth and on her face. This made Billy groan again, making his orgasm even better than it would have been.

Billy leaned against the wall behind him, despite the industrial fans in the room sweat poured down his face. He wiped it with his arm but that made no difference. Rose got up and left the room to wipe the sperm from her face. This left the room in silence, with only the heavy breathing of the three remaining sisters and the occasional gasp filling the air.

“Are you okay Mary?” Amy asked.

Mary nodded back. Billy didn’t know this at the time but Mary was more frigid than he’d thought. She was devoutly catholic meaning not only had she never had sex, but she had also never touched herself. Her sisters had noticed how frustrated this made her and had been trying to convince her to masturbate for a long time. It took this afternoon’s show to finally break her down.

Rose strode back into the room; her bikini bottoms were gone, revealing a gloriously pink, shaved pussy.

“We’re not finished with you; can you get it up again?”

Billy nodded, he knew his orgasm probably wasn’t the end of it, but his heart still skipped a beat when she said this. Rose lay on the floor next to Amy and began masturbating along with her sisters. Taking her lead Amy and Charlotte removed their gaziantep escort ilanları bikinis, showing themselves to Billy. Amy was shaved just like Rose, but Charlotte had a trimmed patch of hair above her slit.

Billy could feel himself recovering already; his mind reeled away at what might be in store.

“Come here” said Amy.

Billy approached her. With her spare hand she grasped his cock in her hand.

“He’s already hard” she told Rose.

Amy slowly rubbed Billy’s cock back and forth then sat forwards and quickly took him into her mouth. Billy gasped; he couldn’t believe how good she was. He always thought the Gibson girls were innocent, but they certainly had a different side to them, a side he was starting to love.

Once he was at full mast Amy ordered him to lie down where she had been lying, between Rose and Charlotte. Billy did as he was told and Amy climbed on him, guiding his cock into her pussy. It all happened so fast that it took him by surprise as he slipped into her tight cunt. Despite her unexpectedly promiscuous ways Amy was still the youngest so she was still pretty tight. His cock stopped part way in leaving her to work the rest of his erection into her body. When he finally hit her cervix Amy paused for a moment before exclaiming “mmm, that feels nice.”

Amy began to grind her hips working the cock inside her. She was wild, Billy did not expect it. Her skin went a pinkish colour as she became more aroused. Billy loved the feeling of her hot pussy, she was superbly wet and with no condom he could feel every nook and crevice. Despite this Billy knew that if he was on top, he could control himself better. There was a chance he might be able to test out the other sisters and he didn’t want to miss out. Grabbing Amy by the hips he swung her round and placed her legs over his shoulders. Billy was the one doing the thrusting now and the one in control. Charlotte reached over with her spare hand and began playing with Amy’s right breast. Billy could not believe his eyes, especially as no-one else found this odd. To his astonishment Rose reached over and worked on her left breast, kneading her nipple between her fingers.

After a few minutes of this Amy grabbed Rose’s hand and pushed it down to her pussy.

“Please, my clit, my clit” she gasped.

Rose began rubbing Amy’s clit and that sent her over the edge, Billy could feel it coming as her pussy flexed and clamped round his cock. After a few yelps Amy went silent and arched her back. She had several silent spasms then began groaning again as Billy continued to fuck her. When she calmed down Billy slowed down and slipped out of her pussy. She curled up on the floor rubbing herself a little.

“My turn” yelled Charlotte. She looked at Billy’s cock, dripping Amy’s juices. “Fuck Amy, you’re wet today!”

Pushing Billy against the wall she kissed him passionately then rubbed his dick for a bit.

“Don’t do that or I’ll cum” Billy asked breathlessly.

Charlotte stepped back with a sly smile then spread her legs whilst standing up. Realizing what she meant Billy walked towards her then aimed his cock at her groin. Charlotte took hold of his dick then guided it into her as he held onto her gorgeous ass. She jumped up and wrapped her legs around him as he spun her round then began screwing her up against the wall.

Charlotte was looser than Amy but this helped considering the way Billy was fucking her. She was also louder and dirtier.

“You like my pussy? You like how it feels wrapped around your big dick? Make me cum big boy, make me fucking cum.”

Billy couldn’t help but feel himself start to lose it; she had to cum quickly, or at least lose the ability to speak. Billy sped up, smacking into her cunt with wild abandon. He then slowed down, making several long slow strokes before speeding up again. This did the trick and she was cumming. She screamed out, Billy knew the whole street would have heard that one. Her finger nails dug into his shoulders as she bucked and screamed through her orgasm. When her body finally went limp, Billy lowered her to the ground and slipped out, he had made it through another.

His reward was that of the girl that every man in town wanted to fuck, Rose Gibson. Billy was sure he wouldn’t get through this one, he was going to cum. Rose sat up and smiled at him as he walked over.

“If you cum, don’t do it inside me. We’re not allowed birth control, you have to pull out” Rose demanded. Billy nodded, suddenly realizing why the subject of condoms had never come up.

Billy admired her perfect body. Buying time Billy asked if he could eat her out for a bit. Giggling, Rose spread herself, welcoming his touch. Billy knew a few tricks, he tried to tease her but she was already too horny and she thrust her pussy into his face. His tongue darted out as he spread her lips and began fucking her with his tongue. She tasted glorious, like no girl he had ever been with. Rose was gasping and letting out sexy little moans. She pushed him off and asked him gaziantep escort bayan ilanları to lick her clit. Billy did as he was told and sucked it into his mouth. This caused a long moan to escape Rose’s beautiful plump lips. After a couple of minutes of him playing with her clit Rose pushed Billy off again.

“I need you now; I need that cock inside me!”

Billy climbed up her body then eased himself into her aching pussy. They let out long moans, kissed and then fucked. Billy was right, her pussy was incredible, it matched her outside beauty. Hot, wet, smooth yet also rigid.

Billy’s attention was drawn to Mary. She stared at the scene in front of her, red in the face and still rubbing her pussy underneath her red, rainbow patterned knickers. She still hadn’t cum and Charlotte and Amy had realized this. Mary was paralyzed with lust, enabling them to slip off her remaining clothing. Her denim shorts were removed from around her ankles then her blue tank top was slipped off with just a little co-operation. Amy then smiled up at Charlotte and Rose as she grabbed Mary’s panties and slid them down her legs. Mary displayed a full, red bush to the room. The sisters giggled but Billy was in awe, he needed to fuck her.

Billy began searching out Rose’s androgynous zones. He began by kissing her on the lips then moved to her ear-lobe. This did nothing so he moved to her neck, this hit the spot. As he kissed and nibbled her long, sexy neck, he could feel her pussy pulse around his dick. To her amazement, he quickly had her cumming. Her eyes bolted wide open as she gasped for air then began screaming out. Billy was having a hard time holding back as her pussy walls were doing their best to draw his seed from within his balls. Not to mention the effect her beauty was having on his loins. He wasn’t going to make it, it felt too good, and she looked too sexy. In a last ditch attempt he bailed on her cunt like he was about to cum then stepped back letting her writhe around on the floor.

“Oh, you asshole, why… did you pull out?”

Billy lied, “I thought I was cumming, but I didn’t.”

Realizing what he was doing Amy and Charlotte smiled at each other, things were about to get really interesting. As Rose stopped cumming the attention was all on Mary, quietly masturbating in the corner. She shook her head when she realized what was about to happen.

“Come on sis it feels really good, his penis is fantastic” enthused Amy, “there will never be a better first cock; give it a go!”

Billy couldn’t believe his ears. First cock? Mary was a virgin? He knew she was the most religious but he didn’t know to what extent. Despite how turned on he was, Billy started to feel guilty, he needed to know that she wanted his cock before he did anything. It was obvious that she did, she stared in front of her at the angry purple head, screaming for release.

The girls reminded Billy that he couldn’t cum inside her and that he had to pull out. Billy lowered himself towards Mary’s quivering body.

“Are you sure you want this?” Billy asked.

Mary whimpered and nodded her head then Billy began kissing her. Mary was at least skilled in kissing and Billy noticed this as he guided himself towards her opening. Mary nodded again as Billy pressed against her slit then gasped as he pushed on through. Billy only got the head in and was taken back by the tightness, he could feel EVERYTHING!

Over the next few minutes Billy gradually worked himself into the gorgeous woman in front of him. Her sisters lavished her breasts and legs with their attention. The girls hugged Mary when he tore through her hymen, wiping away the tears. When Billy eventually couldn’t go in anymore he stopped. He paused and there was a silence.

“Please fuck me” Mary whimpered.

With that Billy slowly began working in and out of her. Mary was exceptionally wet so he was able to work up a rhythm quite quickly. Although unable to match the speed with which he could fuck Rose, Billy got a good speed together and soon Mary was on her way.

“Oh shit he’s making her cum” Amy excitedly shouted.

But so was Billy, and at speed at that. He tried to hold back but realized that only made things worse. Billy glanced over at Rose; she nodded then began furiously working Mary’s clit, trying to make her cum faster. Mary was climbing her orgasm, her walls working Billy’s cock over.

Billy eventually realized he had to give up as he reached the point of no return. The base of his cock flexed and he went to pull out. At that moment Mary came, wrapping her legs around him, pushing him back into her tight, virgin pussy. Billy’s impending orgasm had left him weak and unable to break through the strong determined legs clamped around his flexing ass.

In blind panic Billy screamed “No fuck… I’m cumming!” Then nature took over.

Billy’s hips bucked forwards, knocking over Charlotte who had tried to pull him free. His semen rattled up his cock then burst forth into Mary’s unprotected cunt. Despite his earlier release his ejaculation was powerful. Billy was lost in the moment, only concerned with the feelings rushing through his loins. Three, four, five huge blasts coated Mary’s cervix before Billy had the state of mind and strength to climb free of her grasp. As his cock slipped out of her pussy another pulse shot up Mary’s stomach for all the girls to see. Billy fell backwards, jerking out what remained of his load onto his hand.

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This is a work of erotic fiction. Any resemblance to persons, places, or events; past or present is entirely coincidental.

*

I woke up the next morning to the sound of birdsong and the nagging feeling that I had forgotten something. Then suddenly it hit me. I was at a huge lake cabin with the mother I had only just met the day before. Not only had I just met her but also she had jacked me off twice. Then it dawned on me that not only was I naked but there was someone snuggled up next to me.

I turned my head and there was my mother. She was using my shoulder as a pillow and sleeping soundly. She was wearing the same thing I remembered seeing her in last night, just a thin pair of white silk panties and nothing else. One breast pressed tightly against my ribs and the other one lay on my chest displayed to my open eyes.

It was a truly beautiful breast. I began stroking it with my index finger. I marveled at how it could feel so soft and yet, firm at the same time. Then I brushed my finger across her nipple and it began to swell in response. It was about a quarter of an inch long when it was fully erect and looked just beautiful to my eyes.

I felt my mom take a deep breath. Without opening her eyes she said, “That feels good, don’t stop.” Then she opened her eyes.

I kept stroking her breast and said “Good morning.”

She smiled and said, “I can think of worse ways to wake up.” Then she straddled me and sat on my hips. This had the unfortunate effect of pulling her breast away from my hand. “I said don’t stop.” She took my hand and placed it back on her breast. I did her one better and placed my other hand on her other breast. She placed her hands on top of mine and sighed.

My dick was getting hard. There was no way she couldn’t notice it, her shaved pussy lips flared out over it. Only the nearly transparent material of her panties prevented us from being skin to skin. She closed her eyes and began to slide her pussy along the length of my cock. Juices were leaking from her pussy, soaking into the material of her panties. The wetter they got, the more transparent they got. Faster and faster she went. She was using my dick like a vibrator and getting herself off. Quickly she had a shuddering orgasm. Gasping for breath, she clutched my hands into her breasts and shook all over. Fluids literally gushed out of her pussy thoroughly soaking her panties and my dick.

When she came back to her senses, she looked at me and gave me a sheepish smile. “Sorry about that.” she said “Some mornings I wake up incredibly horny.”

“No problem.” I said. Then I pressed my still hard dick into her still dripping pussy. “Me too.”

I was hoping for another hand job, but mom had something else in mind. She sat up on her knees, grabbed my dick and held it straight up. Before I knew what was happening she pulled the crotch of her panties to the side and sat down, taking my full length into her pussy with one smooth motion.

Then she said to me, “Last night, you fell asleep before I could give you your birthday present.” At that point, she pulled my hands away from her breasts, leaned forward and kissed me. This wasn’t a mother/son kiss. She kissed me in a way that I had never been kissed before. It was a deep, soul wrenching passionate kiss, the kiss of a lover. I wrapped my arms around her and held her tight.

We stayed like that for a while and then I remembered my dick was buried in her pussy to the hilt. I began making little movements with my hips and she moaned into my mouth. Her hands clutched my shoulders and she began to meet my movements with movements of her own. Slowly we ground our hips together. Neither one of us wanted to hurry. Both of us wanted to prolong it a long as possible. Eventually need overcame want. She broke our kiss, raised up and began to fuck herself onto my dick with a much force as she could. Every time she would slam down, she would give a little yelp.

I reached up and grasped her bouncing breasts again. Once again, she placed her hands on top of mine and clutched them tight. I heard her moan “Oooohhhh, fffuuuucccckkkk.” Then she had another orgasm. One final time she slammed down. I felt her pussy clamp on my dick and begin to milk it. It kept having spasms until, with a groan; I felt my balls unleash their load. Mom felt it too because she went nuts. She screamed, “YES!” and flung her head and arms back. I could see her stomach muscles tremble as her orgasm ground to a slow halt and then she collapsed onto my chest.

We both needed to catch our breath. We just lay there like that, as we, both recovered from our exertions. It was the most incredible sex I had ever had. I wrapped my arms around her and held her tight.

When she had recovered mom kissed me and said, “I didn’t expect to enjoy it that much.”

I laughed and said, “I didn’t expect it at all.” She laughed too. By this time, my softened dick had been pushed out of her still trembling pussy. I could feel our combined fluids leaking escort haberleri out of her.

“As much as I would like to stay here,” she said, “we have too much to do today.” And then she sighed.

“Like what?” I asked. I tried not to sound disappointed.

“Well, for starters,” she stood up and continued, “we have to buy you some new clothes. Then, I want to introduce you around the town. We’re up here a lot.” As she walked to the shower, she said over her shoulder “Start some coffee while I grab a quick shower.”

I lay there for a minute until I heard the water start. With a groan, I got off the couch and made the coffee. I was just going to the shower to join mom, my dick already getting hard, when she walked out. She had a large white towel wrapped around herself and she was drying her hair with another one. She looked at me and smirked.

“Later,” she said. She grabbed my dick and gave it a gentle squeeze. “Now get a shower and get dressed.” Then with another of her giggles, she smacked me on my bare butt to hurry me along.

She was already dressed by the time I got out of the shower. She was wearing a black leather mini skirt white stockings, and a red blouse that tied under her breasts like a halter-top. A pair of red pumps finished the outfit. She waited for me to dress and as soon as I was finished, we went out to her car. She kept the top down as we went. The wind blowing against her made her nipples push out the material of her shirt revealing she wasn’t wearing a bra.

Everyone in the town seemed to know her. I guess she was up here a lot. She told everyone that asked, mostly pretty girls, that my sisters would be up in a few days. She introduced me as her son and all welcomed me. Mom bought me clothes the like of which I would never be able to afford on my own. As we shopped, I noticed all the men and not a few of the women were looking at mom with looks of lust in their eyes. I drew more than few looks myself. One girl in particular drew my eye. She was a cute blond working behind the counter of one of the clothing stores. Mom caught me staring.

I was in the changing room trying on some pants when mom came in behind me. A few seconds later, the blond came in too. Without missing a beat mom reached into the fly of my boxers and pulled out my dick.

“You were right;” the blond said “he is huge.” And then she dropped to her knees and started sucking on me.

Mom turned my head and asked, “You didn’t think you were only going to get one present form me did you?” and then she kissed me. Mom lifted up the hem of her skirt and guided my hand to her. She wasn’t wearing panties.

So, there I was kissing my mom and fingering her pussy when the blond suddenly stopped sucking on my dick and said, “I’ve got to have him in me.” Then the girl turned around, lifted up her own skirt and pulled her panties down. She bent over at the waist and braced herself against the wall of the changing room.

“Go ahead,” mom said as she guided me to the girls waiting pussy. “Just go slow to give her time to adjust to your size.” Mom was rubbing the head of my dick up and down the girls slit. I started to push into her. Mom undid her top allowing her breasts to spill free. Then, to my surprise, instead of letting me play with them, mom stepped in front of the blond. Without hesitation, the girl started sucking on mom’s tit and fingering her pussy. By this time, I was in the girl to the hilt. I started to pull out and push back in.

She let go of mom’s breast long enough to say, “Forget about all that and fuck me already!” and then she latched back on. I looked at mom but she was too caught up in what the girl was doing to her. Shrugging my shoulders, I began pulling her onto my dick with increasing force. She let go of mom’s tit again and said, “Yes, just like that!” instead of sucking on mom’s tit again she bent over further and began sucking on mom’s clit. Mom started cumming almost immediately. I wasn’t far behind. I pulled out of the girl and blew my load all over the girl’s ass and that set her off. Juice literally squirted out of the girl’s pussy. I had heard of that but never actually seen it. Once we had all put ourselves back together the girl kissed me and said “thank you”. Overall, it was the best shopping trip of my life.

Once we were back at the cabin, I just had to ask, “Why are you doing all this?”

Mom sighed and said, “Isn’t it enough that I love you?” When I didn’t answer, she continued. “Partly it’s because I owe you an apology. For not being a part of your life. Your neighbors told me all about you but I insisted they didn’t tell you anything about me. In addition, if you knew about me I knew how your father would react. It would cause you trouble and bring me to his attention. He didn’t just let me go. I escaped.”

“He had taken you to show you off to his drinking buddies. Leaving me alone with the girls for the first time in months. I was in a daze; I just gaziantep escort haberleri grabbed the girls, stole his car, the one outside in fact, and left as fast as I could. I was halfway across the country before I woke up and realized I had left you in that hell. Can you ever forgive me?” She had tears in her eyes.

I sat there and thought about what she had said. Yes, my life had been hell. However, what had it been like for her with him? I could only imagine. And my sisters, I knew what he thought about women. He would take the fact that his first two children were girls as a personal insult and take it out on mom. Probably when they got older, he would treat them worse than he treated me. Maybe even sexually abuse them. I wouldn’t put that past him.

“You said ‘partly’?”

She gave a sheepish grin and said, “You remember when I said I was a physical therapist?” When I nodded, she continued. “Well, part of my practice is sexual therapy. I help people that have been physically, mentally, or sexually abused get on with their lives. That includes their sexual lives as well. Most people assume that I’m some kind of high priced escort, but that’s not the case. I seldom have sex with my patients. I just help them remember, or in some cases discover, what it’s like to be loved and that can include physical love as well.”

“I need to think about this.” Was all I could say. I stood up and walked toward the door.

“Take your time.” I heard her say as I walked out the door.

I walked to the back deck and leaned against the rail. Her story explained so much. Yet, it didn’t explain everything. She was my mother, but did she see me as a patient that needed her help too? It was all so confusing. I heard the heater for the hot tub kick on so I decided to do my thinking there. I stripped down and got in the tub. Then it dawned on me how much I had changed in just a day. Yesterday I wouldn’t have dreamed of getting into an outdoor hot tub (as if I ever had the chance) naked. Maybe there was something to this ‘sexual therapy’ after all. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the swirling hot water.

I heard the back door open mom asked, “Can I join you?” When I nodded, I heard her walk to the tub. I open my eyes and watched her take her clothes off. She undid the red blouse and let it slide to the floor. I marveled again, at how little sag there was in her tits. Bronzed from the sun and standing out from her chest like two melons they looked almost perfect to me. Her dark nipples and areola capped them both perfectly. She unzipped the leather min and let it join her blouse on the deck. Her long, slim legs drew my eyes to her bare pussy. For the first time she was standing before me completely nude. There were slight tan lines over her hips and pussy showing that she didn’t go nude all the time. I also noticed, for the first time, a small tattoo of a butterfly. It was on her pussy mound just above and a little to the left of her slit. An area that is normally covered by hair. Maybe the tat was the reason she shaved.

She seemed suddenly nervous. Maybe she thought what she had told me would turn me against her. She climbed into the tub and sat next to me. She was tense until I put my arm around her shoulder and pulled her tight against my side. Then she relaxed and hugged me.

“You said that you don’t usually have sex with your patients.” She nodded so I asked, “Why did you have sex with me?”

“That wasn’t my plan.” She said. She put her hand on my leg and began to rub it. “I thought masturbation would be enough but, I didn’t take into account how it would make me feel to be jacking my own son off.” She took her hand off my leg and grasped my cock. “It got me incredibly hot.” She said.

Almost as if there were some silent signal, we turned toward each other and started kissing. I reached up and began to fondle one of her breasts. I cupped it gently in my hand. I let my thumb brush over her nipple as my fingers gently kneaded that soft, yet firm globe. Her fisting of my hardening cock became more insistent, her breathing deeper. We broke our kiss and looked into each other’s eyes for a moment.

That was when mom let go of my dick, stood up and held her hands out to me. I took her hand and she pulled me to my feet. Walking backwards, she led me into the cabin and to the large bed. With a small kiss, she sat me down and then she kneeled in front of me. She took my, now hard, dick in both her hands and began to jack me as she did yesterday. Slowly, up and down, she massaged my cock. Pre-cum was flowing from the tip providing all the lubrication she needed. After a couple minutes of this, she leaned forward, extended her tongue and began to lick the head of my dick. I nearly blew my nuts then and there but I was able to hold off.

Something in me wanted to wrap my fingers in her hair and jam her head onto my dick. However, that is something my old man would do and I was determined that whatever escort gaziantep haberleri he would do, I would do the opposite. So I just sat there, trying not to pop off, as my mother licked my dick. Mom was licking the entire shaft now. With one hand, she was holding my dick steady as she licked. The other hand was massaging my nuts. I knew she could feel my need to ejaculate building. She quit licking my dick and said, “Cum for me, don’t ever hold back.” Then she took the head of my dick entirely in her mouth.

That was it. My nuts let go and cum was shooting into my mother’s mouth. I expected her to pull back but instead she began sucking on my dick and swallowing. I’ve had a couple of blowjobs before but this was the first time anyone had swallowed my load. I don’t know how long it lasted but it was over way too soon. My nuts were empty for the moment. My dick was getting soft. Mom finished every drop and licked my dick clean as I collapsed back on the bed.

Mom climbed up on the bed next to me and kissed me. The taste of cum was still on her lips and tongue. While I didn’t particularly like the taste, it didn’t disgust me as I thought it would. So, I kissed her back and began fondling her tits again. This time I was that one that broke the kiss so I could take one of those nipples in my mouth. I gently sucked on it and brushed her nipple with the tip of my tongue. Mom just sighed and began to run her fingers through my hair. I tried to give both breasts equal attention but found myself focusing on her left breast. Mom let this go on for a couple of minutes but then her hands began to urge my head further down her body. Reluctantly, I let go of her breasts and began to kiss and lick my way over her body, letting her hands guide me where she wanted me. When I paused at her navel, I slid my hands beneath her and began to squeeze and fondle her butt cheeks. I kept my hands there as I continued my oral exploration. Soon, I was kissing and licking her pubic mound. Her legs were held tightly together so all I could do was lick that part of her slit I could reach and her clit that could now be seen. Every time my tongue would touch her clit, mom would give a little squeak.

Mom’s legs were still held tight together. She was rubbing them together and moving her hips more and more. I stopped for a moment and said to her “Let me do this for you, please?” After I said that, she opened her legs to allow me access. She was wet. Incredibly wet. I tried to lick it up but it was coming out faster than I could clean her up. The deeper I licked the more would come out. She reached down and spread her lips for me. Accepting the invitation, I buried my face in her pussy.

I never ate pussy before. I don’t know why. Despite my inexperience mom seemed to be enjoying what I was doing. I was going on instinct and the couple of porno movies I had seen. I was licking her slit up and down, sticking my tongue in as far as I could. Every time I would reach the top, I would pause to give her clit a little suck. Mom’s hips were moving in little circles almost as if she were tryi8ng to force more of my face into her. This went on for quite a while, until mom clamped her legs on either side of my head and gave one final buck of her hips. If fluid was pouring out of her before, this was a veritable flood. Mom literally screamed her pleasure and I am sure that if her legs weren’t squeezing against my ears they would be ringing. After she had calmed down, I crawled back up her body and resumed kissing her. She didn’t seem to mind that my face was covered with her pussy juice.

Kissing, we held each other tight and rolled all over that huge bed. Sometimes we paused with me on top, sometimes with her. We were at one of pauses with me on top when mom broke the kiss and said, “Take me.”

I replied, “I’ll never ‘take’ anything.” She guided the head of my dick to her waiting pussy “I’ll only borrow what you give me.” I began to push in. I stopped when I was halfway in and pulled back until just the head of my dick was in her, and then I pushed back in. I took my time. I wanted this to last a long as was physically possible. I supported most of my weight with my arms, my chest was only just pressing down on her breasts. I was using my chest to move them back and forth with each thrust. Mom was whimpering. She was raising her hips with each thrust trying to get more of me in her. As I began to increase the speed of my thrusts, I increased the depth. I was still pulling almost all the way out but soon our pelvises were meeting with increasing force. I didn’t know how much longer I could hold out. Mom must have felt my need.

“Not yet.” She gasped, “I’m almost there. Wait for me.” After a couple more thrusts mom wrapped her arms and legs around me and held me tight. I felt her whole body began to shake and tremble as a massive orgasm rocked her. The tremors only increased as my nuts let go and began to blast my seed deep into her womb.

We stayed in bed the rest of that day and into the night. Occasionally we would make love but mostly we just held each other. As I drifted off to sleep for the final time, I couldn’t help but think that this couldn’t continue. My sister Amy would be here tomorrow soon followed by Ashley. What would they think of me if they found out I was fucking our mother? Would they forgive me or demand I leave forever. What…?

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This is a lighthearted and not very serious attempt to explain why all the characters in my stories have big tits and big dicks.

As with all my stuff, this will feature large breasted women having sex with big dicked men with plenty of anal and cumshots. Consider this your warning about the content so don’t bother complaining about yet another story on Literotica featuring huge tits and dicks — if that isn’t your thing, then stop reading now and leave the rest of us to enjoy ourselves.

As always, everyone is 18 or over.

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“So, mom — you’re not — uuhhnn — mad about me — ahhh — finding out about — mmmmm– the Eros Project?” Luke gasped.

“Mmmmmm — what do you think?” Vicky asked, looking up at him. She knelt on the floor in front of him, between his spread legs, as he sat on the sofa, holding his big, hard cock in one hand as she sucked on the flared, bulbous knob.

“God, that looks so fucking hot,” Angela said from beside her nephew, watching her sister suck her own son’s cock. She kissed Luke, purring as she felt him grope at her huge tits. She reached down and stroked the long length of his shaft, jerking him with her sister as Vicky sucked his cockhead.

After getting back to Vicky’s house, the two horny sisters had planned to wait for Angela’s son Mark to arrive but after the session they had had with the Professor and his daughter Charlene, they had been too impatient.

Telling Luke they knew about the Eros Project, the two stacked and horny MILFs had pounced on him, happily finding him all too willing to let them have their way with him. After the three of them had stripped off in seconds flat, Vicky had once more wrapped her lips around her son’s cock as her sister watched.

“Luke, baby,” Angela said, “can Auntie have a turn with your cock?”

“Oh God, yeah!” Luke moaned.

Angela slid off the sofa and knelt beside his leg, her huge tits resting on his thigh. Vicky took her mouth off his cock and held it out to her sister, grinning as Angela closed her eyes and slipped her lips over the big head of her nephew’s prick. She bobbed her head back and fore, taking a few more inches each time until she felt it hit the back if her throat — and kept going, forcing herself on to the big, rubbery knob, making herself gag.

“GLUKKK! GLUKKK! GGAAACKKKK!” The sounds of her wet, sloppy blowjob filled the room as Vicky watched her sister cram Luke’s big cock into her throat. Angela came up for air eventually and spat a big wad of saliva back on to Luke’s knob before angling his cock towards his mother. Vicky took the hint and wrapped her massive jugs around Luke’s shaft, her sister’s spit lubricating the titfuck.

“Are you watching, Luke?” Angela asked. “Are you watching your big dick fucking your Mommy’s big — fucking — tits?” Luke nodded enthusiastically. “You know how naughty this is, don’t you? Doing these sexy, nasty things with your Mommy and Auntie?” Luke nodded again. “And I bet you want to do more, don’t you? I bet you want Mommy and Auntie to do more with each other, don’t you?”

Without waiting for an answer, Angela leaned in and kissed her sister, the pair of them making a big show of it, lashing their tongues around each other’s, breaking apart slightly and licking at their lips.

“Fuck yeah!” Luke moaned, watching his mother and aunt make out with each other.

“You like that, baby?” Vicky asked him. “You like your slutty Mommy making out with your slutty Auntie?”

“Fuck yeah!” Luke said again with a big grin.

“How about this?” Angela asked. She gently pushed her sister back, away from the sofa, Luke’s dick slipping free of his mom’s tits, forcing her on to the soft living room rug. Vicky happily laid back, spreading her legs as she did, her sister eagerly crawling between them and feasting on her pussy.

“Oh my God,” Luke sighed, stroking his cock as he watched the incestuous lesbian show in front of him.

Vicky grabbed at her own tits, pinching her nipples as she felt her sister’s tongue slip along the juicy, plump lips of her cunt, Angela delicately sucking on her clit for a moment before thrusting her tongue as far up her sister’s pussy as she could.

“Fuck yes — ahhh — eat me, sis,” she moaned. “Eat my pussy!”

Excitedly, Angela slid her tongue up and down Vicky’s juicy twat, hungrily slurping up the pussy cream from her sister’s tight cunt. Angela moved her hands up, peeling open her pussy lips and thrusting her tongue deep inside Vicky’s pussy, pushing in as far as she could.

“Uuhhnnnnn — suck me!” Vicky gasped, her mind spinning with the thought of her sister eating her out while her son watched. She reached down and clutched Angela’s head in both hands, thrusting her hips up to meet her sister’s tongue lashing. “Fuuuuckkkk — lick it — uuhnnn — fuck, you’re making my pussy — uuhnnnn — feel so good!”

Angela darted her tongue in and out of her sister’s sopping pussy, Vicky moving her hips faster. Angela slipped her tongue up and on to her clit, Vicky escort gaziantep shaking as waves of pleasure rippled through her body, intensifying as Angela gently sucked on her clit.

“Hhahhhhhh — fuuuuuckkkk!” Vicky sighed, looking down between her huge tits at her sister eating her cunt. “Please — hhunnnnn — fingers!” she gasped. “Make me cummmmmm!”

Angela slid two fingers deep into her sister’s twat, sliding them in and out, finger fucking her horny sister while she sucked on her clit.

“Oh fuck — fuuuuckkk — cummmming!” Vicky cried, holding her sister’s head at her crotch, though Angela had no plan to move at that moment. “Uhhhhnnn — eat my horny fucking pussy! Cummmmminnnnggg!” she cried.

Vicky’s pussy spasmed around her sister’s fingers, her oily cunt cream hot on Angela’s tongue as she continued eating and fingering her throughout her orgasm, not letting up for a second as her busty, slutty sister came hard on her mouth.

Vicky eventually collapsed back on to the rug, gasping for breath as Angela climbed up her body, their big tits squashing against each other as they kissed, Vicky tasting herself on her sister’s lips.

“Well that was a hell of a show!”

All three of them turned to the speaker, and saw Mark — Angela’s son — smiling at them. He said hi to Luke, as though finding his cousin jerking off to their mothers’ lesbian lovemaking was a regular occurrence.

“Mmmmmm, hi baby,” his mother purred as she knelt up, pawing at her huge tits. “You got my message, then?”

“Yeah, mom,” Mark said with a grin. “Though I’m disappointed you started without me.” He walked over to his mother as she beckoned him closer.

“Let’s see if Mommy can’t make it up to you, then,” Angela said, reaching for his jeans button and zipper.

In one move, Angela pushed Mark’s jeans and boxer short down to his ankles, his heavy, half-hard cock springing free, rising up even as she looked at it, licking her lips.

“Mmmmm — is that all for Mommy?” she asked, taking hold of the thick root of her son’s fuck meat and holding it out, looking up at him as she slid her lips over the big knob.

“Yeah, mom,” Mark sighed, “all yours.”

He watched his mother suck lovingly on his big prick, sliding her mouth back and forth along the swelling shaft, coating it in spit, her hand jacking what she couldn’t fit between her lips. Vicky knelt up beside them, smiling up at her nephew.

“Hi honey,” she said. “I’ve heard all about you and your mom being naughty together — do you want to be naughty with me, too?”

“Hell yeah!” Mark said.

“Move over, sis,” Vicky said. “Let Auntie Vicky suck her nephew’s big cock,”

Angela slid her mouth of her son’s dick a little reluctantly but held it out for her sister, watching as Vicky eagerly swallowed as much of his prick as she could. She looked over at Luke who still sat on the sofa, stroking his own cock, and beckoned him over.

Luke jumped up and watched his aunt eagerly swallow the big head of his cock once more, cramming as much of his meaty shaft into her mouth as she could. He and Mark stood next to each other, grinning in disbelief as their horny mothers sucked on their cocks.

“Man, I told you this would happen,” Luke laughed.

“I have never been happier — aahhhhh — to be wrong,” Mark said, watching his aunt bob her head back and forth along the length of his prick. He reached down and gently groped at his aunt’s huge jugs. “Aunt Vicky? I’d really like to titfuck you right now,” he said.

She let his dick go for a moment and pointed to the sofa. “Sit your ass down, then,” she said. Once he was sat down, she knelt between his legs and wrapped her massive orbs around his big cock, sliding her tits up and down his length.

“Fuck — that feels so good,” he sighed, watching his busty aunt move her huge tits along his cock.

Not to be outdone, Angela pushed Luke back on to the sofa next to his cousin, before settling herself in between his legs. Following her sister’s lead, she gathered up her enormous tits and enveloped Luke’s thick shaft, the head popping out from her cleavage.

“You like big tits, don’t you, honey?” she asked him, her mounds sliding up and down his prick.

“Hell, yeah!” he said.

“That’s just as well, cause me and your mom are going to want these big dicks of you and your cousin between our tits on a regular basis from now on. Ain’t that right, sis?” she asked Vicky.

“Mm-hmm,” Vicky mumbled in agreement, her mouth full of Mark’s cock.

“Anywhere else you want our dicks, Auntie?” Luke asked.

Angela gave his cock head a last kiss before climbing up on to his lap, straddling him. As he filled his hands with her huge tits and began kissing and sucking at them, she reached down and took hold of his cock again, this time aiming it at her juicy twat.

“Mmmm yeah — that’s what Auntie wants,” Angela sighed as she slid her tight pussy down Luke’s big cock. Inch after inch of escort gaziantep bayan her nephew’s thick shaft slid inside her wet, clasping hole as he greedily sucked on her huge mounds, his hands over flowing with her tit flesh. As she finally reached the bottom of his length, she ground her pussy against his pelvis, making sure every bit of his cock was embedded in her. “Ahhhhhhh — yeahhhhh — such a big cock for Auntie,” she sighed.

She felt the sofa move beside her and glanced over to see her sister climbing on to Mark’s big prick.

“Can’t let your mom have all the fun,” Vicky said to her nephew as she positioned the head of his cock at the entrance to her pussy. She slowly moved down, taking his massive length up her cunt, the combination of her juices and the spit from her sloppy blowjob easing the way.

Just like his cousin, Mark grabbed hold of the busty MILF’s huge tits and sucked on them, moving from one hard, red bud to the other.

“Fuck me — aahhhhahhh — fuck me — like you fuck your mom!” Vicky moaned as she started to ride Mark’s big prick.

“You like fucking — mmmmmm — your Aunties, boys?” Angela gasped, getting some affirmative grunts and gasps as replies. “Good — aahhhhhhh — cos we’ll be doing this — aahhhhhh — a lot more from now on.”

“God, I love your big cock,” Vicky sighed as she slid her pussy up and down her nephew’s throbbing prick. He mumbled something, his mouth still full of her huge tits, loving the feel of them in his hands as he finally fucked his busty aunt. “Uuuhnnnn — big fucking cock — hmmmmm — right up Auntie’s cunt!”

“How lucky — uuhhnn — are we, sis?” Angela asked from beside her, riding her own nephew’s cock. “Two big dicks — uuhnnnnn — to share!”

The sisters leaned across towards each other and kissed as their nephews stuffed their thick, throbbing shafts up their pussies.

Vicky squealed in delight as she felt Mark grab her ass cheeks in both hands and begin fucking her with longer, faster strokes, the bulbous head of his knob feeling like it was banging up against her womb, he felt so deep inside her.

“Oh yes! Fuck yes!” she cried, her pussy contracting around the meaty fuck stick, her slippery cunt walls clasping at the pulsing rod. “Fuck Auntie — uuhnnnn — fuck Auntie’s pussy hard, you big dicked bastard!” she moaned.

“Hold on, Auntie,” Luke said. He grasped Angela’s waist and lurched up and to the side, twisting her as he did. She fell on to her ass, her back against Mark’s arm, her head on his chest, Luke now upright between her legs, his massive cock still embedded in her cunt. As Angela turned her head and began lazily licking at her sister’s big tit, her nephew started fucking her hard and fast.

“Uuhnnnnn — fuuuuuuckkkkk — yesssssss!” she moaned as Luke speeded up his thrusts, both horny sisters being treated to a pussy pleasing pounding from their nephews.

“Oh Jesus — oh fuuuuck — gonna cummmmm!” Vicky moaned, her eyes rolling back in her head, her pussy spasming around Mark’s big shaft.

“Uhhh — uhhhh — me too!” Angela groaned, Luke’s meaty prick ploughing deep into her cunt over and over again.

Mark and Luke fucked their horny, big titted aunts as fast as they could, cramming their thick, long cocks as deep into their cunts as they could. They watched as their aunts shook and moaned, their orgasms rippling through their bodies while their nephews continued fucking them.

“Fuuuuuuckkkkk!” Vicky cried as she came, eyes closed, her hands gripping Mark’s shoulders. She slammed her pussy down, getting every inch of his mammoth cock inside her as her twat gripped his shaft tight.

“Yesssssss!” her sister moaned as Luke stuffed his entire length into her pussy, her hands grabbing her own big tits as her cunt clasped at his prick.

The busty sisters moaned and cried as they came, Angela gasping and falling almost unconscious on to Luke as Vicky collapsed on to Mark, both of them smiling in contentment.

A few moments later, Vicky was the first to recover.

“Mmmmmm — Luke, honey?” she asked her son.

“Yeah, mom?” he replied, kissing his semi-conscious aunt’s big tits.

“Wanna fuck Mommy in the ass?” she asked, licking her lips.

“Oh, fuck yeah!” Luke cried. As quickly and as gently as he could, he lifted his aunt Angela off his prick and moved her to one side, ignoring her moan of disappointment when his big cock left her empty.

He stepped behind his mom and hesitated for a moment.

“Are you gonna — get off Mark?” he asked her.

“Nope,” she said with a grin, starting to slide her sopping pussy up and down her nephew’s big length once more. “Mommy wants both your big cocks inside her — at the same time!”

“Holy fuck — you wanna get DP’d?” Luke asked.

“Uh-huh,” Vicky said. “Come on, honey — cram that big cock of yours — mmmmm — up Mommy’s ass while — ahhhh — your cousin fucks her pussy.”

Her words seemed to wake Angela from escort gaziantep kızlar her relaxed state and she quickly knelt up on the sofa beside Vicky and Mark, pulling her sister’s ass cheeks apart with both hands before grinning up at her nephew.

“Come on, Luke, you heard your Mommy — she wants that big fucking cock of yours in her asshole.”

Luke edged closer and aimed his swollen knob at his mother’s twitching, tight asshole. As he and Angela watched, he pushed forward, his big cock head stretching his mother’s asshole wide.

“Oooh fuuuuckkk — ffuuuuuckk, that’s good!” Vicky sighed as she felt her son’s huge cock boring into her ass, making her feel more stuffed with dick than she ever had before.

Mark’s prick was still enormous in her smooth, wet pussy, and as more of Luke’s cock slid up her butt, Vicky could feel both giant pieces of fuck meat, separated only by a thin membrane.

“You okay, mom?” Luke asked her.

“Oh fuck yes,” she sighed, looking back over her shoulder at him. “Give me more, baby — fuck Mommy’s ass!”

Vicky gasped as her son pushed more of his enormous fuck tool into her asshole, Mark now pushing his hips up and down as well, the pair of them fucking her at the same time. She felt her body begin to shake, her pussy and ass clenching and clamping around the massive poles.

“Oh, Luke — uuggnnnnn — so big — aahhhhh — Mark — so much cock!” she cried.

Angela watched entranced as her nephew sodomised his mother and felt her own pussy and asshole twitching, knowing she was going to get the same treatment soon.

Vicky lay sandwiched between her son and her nephew, panting as her son crammed his enormous hard-on all the way into her tight, hot asshole until, finally, he was balls deep in her butt.

“Oh my God, Vicky!” Angela cried from beside her. “You’ve got both of them inside you!”

Vicky gasped as she felt both her son and her nephew stuffed to the hilt up her ass and pussy. She paused for a moment and looked at them in turn.

“Fuck me!” she cried. “Fuck me hard!”

Eagerly she started to move, sliding her ass and pussy along their cocks, sighing and gasping, fucking both of the massive lengths at the same time. Waves of sheer pleasure rippled through her, making her butt clasp at her son’s cock while her pussy grabbed her nephew’s.

“Yesss! That’s it! Fuck Auntie! Aaahhhhh! Fuck Mommy!” she cried, loving every hot inch of their dicks inside her.

“Fuck her, boys!” Angela cried from beside her, still holding her sister’s ass cheeks apart to help Luke thrust his big dick up her butthole.

“God yes — fuck my ass — aahhhhhh — fuck my pussy!” Vicky babbled over and over as Mark and Luke did just that, pounding their big lengths in and out of her holes.

Vicky panted and groaned, humping back against the thrusting fuck-poles as much as she could, trying to keep every inch of them inside her. It had been some time since she’d been double fucked but it had never felt this good.

“Fuck me — uuuhnnnnn — fuck me hard!” she yelled.

Luke and Mark sped up as much as they could, both of them sighing as they felt her pussy and asshole working on their pricks. They quickly matched each other’s rhythm, as one slid out of Vicky, the other would push deep, alternating the thrusts of their big cocks.

“Oh fuuuuuucckkkk!” Vicky cried, looking wide eyed at her sister who was watching the thrusting cocks intently. “Sooooo — fucking — biiiiiig!” she moaned. “Cummmminnnnnggg!”

It was the quickest orgasm she’d ever had, tremors running from her pussy and asshole, rippling through her body as her son and nephew crammed their big cocks into her body over and over.

“Oh God — oh my fucking God — aaahahhnnnn — keep fucking me — don’t you dare fucking stop — uuuhnnnnn — cummmming!” Vicky yelled, her body one mass of pleasure. She collapsed forward on to Mark, gasping for breath as the boys continued fucking her.

Angela looked up at Luke.

“Let me taste it, baby,” she said, licking her lips. “Let me taste my sister’s ass on your cock!”

With a groan, Luke pulled his pulsing cock from his mother’s gripping asshole and held it out for his aunt. Angela swooped down on to it, stuffing as much into her mouth as she could, looking up at him the whole time. She took it as deep as she could, coughing as the big purple head bumped into the back of her throat, before pulling back, leaving his fuck-meat slathered in spit.

He wasted no time in shoving his cock back into his mom’s tight, hot asshole making her groan in delight as he gave her several long, deep thrusts. Luke looked at his aunt who nodded and he pulled his prick out again, allowing her to feed on it, making a big show of licking the whole length.

“Oh, you slut,” Vicky gasped, looking back over her shoulder. She slowly lifted herself off Mark’s big prick and joined her sister, sucking on Mark’s dick first before pushing her off Luke’s so she could taste them both. She leaned over and kissed her sister, the pair of them sharing the taste of her pussy and ass.

“Is it my turn now?” Angela asked.

“Mmm-hmm,” Vicky said, sucking on her son’s cock head.

“Good. Luke? Sit your ass down — Auntie wants you in her pussy.” Luke did as she asked, sitting on the sofa. “And you, honey,” she said to Mark, “you get to fuck Mommy in the ass again.”

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Who in the Hell said girls are easier to raise than boys hasn’t met my 18 year old tomboy daughter. I drove on, staring straight ahead with a scowl on my face, with my daughter sitting next to me. We were on the way home since she had been suspended for beating up David Williams and putting him in the hospital with a broken nose and dislocated jaw. The principal, Mr. Templeton was not pleased and neither was I since it was the third time this semester I was called to school for my daughter’s fighting.

As a single 38 year old parent, I had tried to do the best for my daughter over the past 8 years since my wife left me for a younger man. Stacey had always been a bit of a hell raiser, and although at times I admired her spunk, this was the first time her actions had led to suspension, and I needed to do something about it.

I pulled into our drive and both of us exited the car. I watched her move up the walk and just shook my head at the contrast in her looks and her aggressive personality. She was all of 5’3″ and 110 pounds and loved to wear dresses to show off her shapely muscular legs. She constantly wore her hair in a pony tail or pigtails.

When she became a teen, she became aggressive and almost domineering to her classmates, and she even beat up a male history teacher until he agreed to change her grade from a D to a C so she could remain on the boys wrestling team.

I stared at her as she gave me that little smile over her shoulder and said “Come on Pop, I’m hungry.”

How could she be so blasé about what just happened to her? The young woman was just kicked out of school. I was beside myself on what to do, but we had to have a talk. I did my normal clothes washing and folded her bras and panties, then fixed us a nice dinner of pork chops, mashed

potatoes and peas, as I constantly ran over what I was going to say to her in my mind.

Before dinner, she changed from her shirt into a pair of tiny silk shorts and tank top which showed off her taut round buttocks and shapely round breasts. She stepped into the kitchen in her bare feet, with her painted pink toenails and her braless breasts bouncing freely.

Her pigtails jumped up and down as she pranced over to me at the stove and planted a kiss on my cheek. It always felt a little strange that we were almost the same height and she didn’t have to reach far up to kiss me. At only 5’5″ myself, and 130 pounds there was little difference in our physical makeup except that her 110 pounds was hard as a rock muscle and I was a little soft, through years of sedentary office work.

Her bubbly attitude and beautiful young body made it very difficult to remember that I was quite angry with her, and staring across the dinner table at her protruding nipples and the evident cleavage of her firm young breasts did not help matters.

After dinner I cleaned the dishes while Stacey went down into the basement to work out with her weights. Setting the last dishes in the washer and starting the cycle, I knew I couldn’t put off our talk any longer and took a deep breath and headed down stairs.

As I neared the bottom of the stairs I stopped short, in awe of my young daughter. I watched as she curled 95 pounds in steady fluid motions for 15 reps. I would be lucky if I could curl 40 pounds for 8 reps and bad form.

As she set the bar back on the escort forumları stand, I entered the room and crossed the mat which she used to practice her wrestling moves.

I took her hand and said “Honey, we need to talk,” and led her to the couch against the wall.

“Sure Pop. What’s up?”

She stared at me with those crystal blue eyes and sparkling smile and I wanted to melt. My young daughter knew how to wrap me around her finger and her hold on me just grew stronger as the years passed. I was determined this time to lay down the law and remain strong, no matter how much her smile could turn me to mush.

“Baby, what you have been doing with the fighting is very wrong and something has to be done about it because with the suspension, it has gotten totally out of hand. I don’t want to do this to you, but I’m afraid I’m going to have to punish you.”

If I didn’t know better I would have thought I detected a smirk cross her sexy moist lips as she said, “Oh Daddy, please don’t punish me.”

“Don’t get smart and make light of this young lady. It is very serious. I have given it a lot of thought and have decided that you will do without the car and the television for two weeks, and as much as I hate to do it, I must give you a needed spanking.

Once again the smirk appeared and her eyebrow was raised as she calming said, “I don’t think so Pop.”

“Young lady, this is non-negotiable and those are the terms of your punishment, so I would like you to bare your bottom and lay across my lap for twenty spanks.”

I was shocked to hear my sweet young daughter laugh in my face. I had never been shown any disrespect from her, but then again, I had never really confronted her.

“Daddy, you know I love and respect you, but David Williams deserved the beating I gave him, so the punishment is uncalled for, and I will not accept any punishment. And as far as the spanking goes, you surely should not threaten what you can’t deliver on.”

It was evident that Stacey had drawn a line in the sand and dared me to cross it, so I had no choice. I grabbed her wrist, intending to pull her onto my lap, but in one swift motion she reversed the hold, grabbed my wrist and forced my up into the center of my back and sent me off the couch and face first onto the mat

She straddled my back, holding me pinned beneath her and whispered menacingly into my ear, “Never bite off more than you can chew Daddy.”

I bucked and struggled with all my might to unseat her, but it was hopeless. She was just too strong for me.

I felt her hand go beneath me and began to undo my belt and the clasp of my pants as she added, “Although we have never battled, you should know me well enough that I never back down, and always come out on top in a fight.”

I felt my street pants slipped down and pounded my legs up and down as if in a temper tantrum, but she merely tossed them aside and removed my socks and shoes. Instead of undoing my shirt, she ripped it off me, sending buttons flying, and leaving me helpless and winded, only in my jockey shorts.

She released my arm and got off me, but my freedom was short lived. She placed a strong hand under my neck and drew me up in a choke hold and looked at me with fire in her eyes.

“I don’t mean to hurt you Daddy, but when I am confronted, a switch is turned on in my brain, and it just makes me go crazy and I want to inflict pain.”

She pulled me back to the gaziantep escort forum couch again and after she sat, she pulled me down with my back on the couch, and my buttocks on her lap, as I stared helplessly at the ceiling. She blocked me from sitting up by putting a strong forearm across my chest, and immobilized my legs by trapping them in a scissors hold with her bronzed muscular thighs and calves.

Suddenly I felt her free hand grab my underpants and quickly pulling them over my small penis. The horror of being totally dominated by my young daughter in no way equaled the humiliation I felt as she viewed my ¾ inch penis.

She had to release her scissors hold to push my underwear the rest of the way down my legs and I thought that might be my opportunity to escape so I kicked and bucked with all my might until she caught me in the grasp of her legs once again.

“I like it when you fight me Daddy. It turns me on.”

“Please Honey. Let’s just forget I ever said anything and return to things as they were.”

“I’m sorry Daddy, but once someone lights my fuse, and I have never learned to put it out before the big explosion.

I could not believe my predicament. Naked, conquered and totally exposed I lay bent over backwards with my tiny penis sticking no more and an inch in the air.

I saw a smile form on Stacey’s face as she looked down at my vulnerable cock and balls, then felt her part my thighs and re-clamp them in the painful vice of her thighs.

“You have such a cute tiny little penis Daddy. You don’t mind if I touch it do you?”

“Please Baby. It’s wrong. Don’t do this to me, I’m begging you.”

My pleading fell on deaf ears as she took my small member between her two fingers and began to twist it around in a circle.

“Did Mommy used to like to play with your teenie weenie? I’ll bet it’s fun to suck on.”

“Please Honey. Don’t…”

“Look you even have tiny testicles. They are so cute. Are they sensitive?”

Grabbing and squeezing my ball sac, she made me see starts causing me to shriek with pain.

“Oh my! I guess those little fellows ARE sensitive aren’t they?

“I’m begging you Stacey. Let me go and I will make it up to you… Anything you want. Just name it.”

“That’s a very tempting offer Daddy, but I am enjoying myself, and in the future, I plan to get anything I want anyway because you are going to be such a good boy, aren’t you?”

Once again she squeezed my balls and yelled “Aren’t you?”

“Yeesssss! Yes! Please let go!”

“I think not Daddy,” and suddenly I was twisted over so my chest was now down on the couch with my arm once again twisted behind me and my ass in the air above her lap. I was totally defenseless and completely exposed to my young tormenter.

When I felt her warm fingers separate the crack of my buttocks, as her other hand stroked and squeezed my balls, I panicked. “My Lord Stacy! What are you doing?”

“Didn’t Mommy ever play with your cute little bottom Daddy?”

“Definitely not!”

When I felt her finger start to circle my puckered opening, I thought to myself, ‘Surely she won’t do that.’ How wrong I was. Slowly she inserted her index finger until it was totally inside me, causing me to cry out in shock.

“Oh God. Please Stacey. I can’t take it.”

She removed her finger long enough to give me a hard slap across my bare ass sending a shock wave through my body.

“Oh gaziantep escort forumları hush you big baby,” and she reinserted her finger while her other hand was roughly kneading and massaging my cock and balls. Up and down she ran her hand over my crotch as she continued to thrust her finger in and out of my ass.

I began to get dizzy and my breathing became labored as this two prong attack was bending me to her will, and I reached my fully erect three inches as my ass rose to meet her finger each time it plunged into me.

With my face buried in the cushion of the couch, all I could do was moan as she ravaged my aching cock and ass. I was losing all control and finally my cock gushered a huge load of semen across her lap and onto the couch.

“Oh my. My little man REALLY needed to spurt didn’t he?”

I was wracked with spasms until I shot the last of my load, and lay spent, still totally exposed to dominant daughter.

Just as I was regaining my breath, I thought this nightmare had ended, but my devil child was not yet finished with me.

She tossed me onto the mat once again, and I lay there still breathing heavily. Standing up she said “Look what that naughty naughty boy did to my shorts. You got nasty old semen all over the place. I will have to remove them, but I wanted to get naked anyway, because whenever I fight, it just makes me SUPER wet, and I need some nice person to lick me all up.”

“Oh no Stacey. Not that. That is so unclean and unsanitary. Please don’t make me do that.”

“So you never ate Mama? No wonder she left you, with that tiny dick, and no lickie lickie.”

I watched as she pulled the top over her head exposing her ripe perfectly round breasts punctuated by protruding pink nipples. I was mesmerized by their beauty and couldn’t tear my eyes away until her hands went to the waistband of her shorts and slowly moved them down over her taut tanned thighs.

She pushed her silk panties down her legs and sensuously moved to straddle my head. I could only stare at the bare, totally shaved lips as she slowly lowered her body just inches from my face.

I tried at the last minute to turn my head, but she grabbed my cheeks between her strong fingers, preventing me from turning away. She moved her pussy to where it was actually touching my nose and I could actually smell the scent of her.

She pinched my nipples roughly as she ordered me to lick her, so I gingerly stuck out my tongue and gently licked a woman’s vagina for the first time. I felt totally degraded by such a filthy act, but she forced me to continue, and I licked her outer lips and was forced to insert my tongue deeply into her, not only her vagina, but Lord help me, her anus. For a half hour she rocked on my face and used me over and over to satisfy her filthy cravings, sending her juices into my mouth and forcing me to swallow them.

When she finally got off my face, after her fourth orgasm my face was sore, red, and covered from top to bottom in her juices. I was nearly in tears, thinking of the degradation of licking a woman where she has bowel movements and urinates. How could my sweet baby have put me through something so disgusting?

Stacey looked at my broken expression, and said “Cheer up Daddy. You did fantastic, and you will have a lot more time to practice in the future.”

“Oh God no Stacey. Please let this be the one and only time.”

She picked me up and gave me a weak slap on my bare ass and said, “I wouldn’t think of it. Now I want you to go to bed and get a good night’s sleep because tomorrow is Saturday and we are going to play some more.

Broken and dejected I slowly climbed the stares entered my bedroom and threw myself down on my bed, knowing that my life had been forever changed by my precious sweet daughter who had been transformed into the devil herself.

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My girlfriend and I were in my room, in bed playing around. As usual we had to be quite as I still lived at home and my Dad worked out of the house a lot. This particular day my girlfriend, now my fiancé, was really horny. We had watched Taboo 2 and the father daughter scene never fails to get her going. I had driven her to the point of orgasm with my mouth and in a fit of passionate rage she returned the favor to me. Now we were both on edge and needed to fuck. I put on a condom since she wasn’t on the pill and she got on her hands and knees, doggy style being her favorite position. As I slowly slid into her she let out a moan. Most of the time she is fairly tight and I have to work at getting it in, today though she was ready to go. I thrusted for a few minutes building up the pace, which she seemed to enjoy. Unfortunately my futon began to squeak loudly.

“Oh my god you’re dad’s going to hear.” She whispered.

“I bet you’d like that.” I replied. “You’d love him to know you were getting fucked, maybe he’d come in and join us.” I felt her pussy tighten. She was into it.

“He wouldn’t.” she said.

“Probably not” I hesitated, “why don’t you go to him then.”

She pulled away from me and turned around. pulled off the condom and sat at the edge of the bed. I stood on the floor in front of her. As she stroked my rock hard cock, she said “Would you like that? Want me to fuck your dad?”

It was my turn to moan as she sucked in my cock, rolling her tongue around the head. Her words made me feel dizzy with excitement.

“You wouldn’t do it.” I said in a mocking tone.

“Yes I would.”

“Nope.”

“Yup.”

“Then why aren’t you going?”

“Dare me too.”

Now what? My mind raced if I dared her she might not want to back down, but if I didn’t she’d think I was backing down.

“I dare you”

She let go of my cock, stood up and headed for the door. As she reached out for the handle she looked back at me, then she opened the door and stepped into the hall closing the door gently behind her. Holy shit. I realized my dad was down the hall in his office/brothers room. My brother was away at college, so he was hardly ever home. I bet my fiancé was right outside the door. Or maybe she ran to the bathroom. Or maybe she was on her way to fuck my dad! I had to know. I threw on a pair of shorts and went towards the door. I grabbed a couple of condoms…better safe than sorry….

I opened the door, no girlfriend. Looking down the hall I saw the bathroom door was closed and the office door open. She must have escort blog gone in the bathroom. I wasn’t sure if I was saddened or relieved. I walked down the hall, stuffing the condoms in my pocket. I stuck my head in the office door to say hello to my dad.

My dad was in the office, sitting in his chair, his profile towards the door. His bathrobe was hanging open and my naked fiancé was kneeling in front of him stroking his cock.

She must have heard me gasp because she looked over at me, smiled sweetly, then turned up to look at my dad. She looked back at me and licked her lips as she bent her head towards my Fathers cock, her gaze not leaving me until her tongue made contact with the tip of my dads penis. She licked the drop of pre-cum off and swallowed it. Her eyes closed and she engulfed him. He moaned and my cock sprang to attention. She bobbed her head up and down his cock, saliva dripping onto her tits. She slowly slid her lips down his cock, taking it more than half of it down her throat before coming up for air. Her tongue danced around the crown as she played with my fathers balls. Her hands moved up and down his shaft as she ran her tongue down his cock stopping to lick and suck his balls. She ran her tongue back up and began to suck his cock again.

She stood up her ass in the air as she continued sucking. I tore off my shorts and put on a condom as I ran to her. I slid in and started a steady rhythm. I grabbed the back of her head and thrust it onto my dads cock. She moaned even more.

After a few minutes she pulled her mouth off him, pulled away from me and turned around. She stood between my fathers legs, facing me. His hands came around her waist and lifted her slightly. She sat back, his cock sliding between her legs. She reached down and took a hold of my dad’s cock sliding it around her pussy playfully putting the tip at the entrance to her cunt.

“Shouldn’t I wear a condom?” My father asked.

“Yeah you should, I’m not on the pill” replied my fiancé.

She looked at me and bit her lip as she slid down onto my father’s dick. She let out a moan as his cock buried itself in her cunt. She began to ride slowly up and down. I watched, transfixed as my own fathers cock slid in and out of my fiancés unprotected pussy.

“Oh daddy..” she moaned.

His hands were busy fondling her massive tits and stroking her clit. She began to pick up the pace, faster and faster she bounced. She had her head bent forward and her feet on my dad’s legs while he grabbed her around gaziantep escort blogu the waist, he was lifting her up and slamming her back on his cock. Her eyes opened and she seemed almost surprised to see me. She stopped bouncing and climbed off my father.

She turned around and kissed him, their tongues clashing as she stroked his cock and he played with her tits. It was almost as hot as watching them fuck. “Lie down.” she said to my dad. My dad got off the chair shrugging off his robe as he did, and lay down on my brother’s bed. My fiancé knelt on the bed between his legs and went back to stroking his cock and dipped her head and began lapping at his balls. She sucked them into her mouth and ran her tongue all over them. Then she went lower. My dad groaned as she stuck her tongue in his ass. She looked at me as she licked back up his cock and plunged it back into her mouth. She slobbered all over his cock and moved up, sandwiching his cock between her tits. She fucked him with her tits for a few minutes then resumed her sucking.

She turned her body into a 69 position. I didn’t know where to look, on one end her face was buried in my fathers crotch, the other had him open up her pussy and he was slipping his tongue inside. She moaned at first contact. She tried to keep sucking his cock, but kept stopping and just jerking him off. I watched as his tongue entered her pink folds, his lips finding her clit and sucking it. His used his fingers pushing two inside as his mouth focused on her clit. Finally she had had enough.

She turned again, straddling him poised above his cock. “I’m gonna fuck you good daddy.” she said and sank onto his cock. She slowly moved up and down, and motioned for me to come forward. She grabbed hold of my cock and began slurping all over it. She was making it nice and wet just how I like it. Then she stopped and bent forward dangling her tits in my dads face. “Fuck my ass” She moaned as my Dad slurped on her tits and lifting her ass up and down on his cock. We had never tried anal, and knew she must be really horny if she was willing to give it a try. I got behind her and helped her spread her ass. I dripped some spit on my thumb and massaged her asshole, slowly working my thumb in. Then I switched to my 2 fingers…then 3. She had started pushing back on my fingers and my Dads cock. I pulled my fingers out and placed my cock against her ass and slowly pushed it in, she let out a groan, but didn’t tell me to stop. I was in her virgin ass. I started stroking in and out, and gaziantep escort sitesi spit on it a few more times. Both our cocks were inside her. Me and my dad were dp’ing my fiance… holy shit…I pulled her hair back and whispered in her ear “Do you like this? Do our cocks feel good?” She moaned and wrapped her arm around my head pulling my mouth to hers. She then bent forward more and kissed my Dad again. It drove me crazy watching them and I started pounding her ass. “Pull my hair” she moaned. I grabbed a fistful of her thick wavy hair and pulled. My dad switched his mouth to her neck, moving down to her tits.

I knew I wouldn’t last long and it seemed like only a few minutes had passed before I said I was going to cum. My fiancé pulled away from us and stood up. “Stand up” she said. We weren’t going to argue. She then sat on the edge of the bed and stroked both of our cocks. She licked and sucked both of us one after the other. She let go of me and really began working my dad’s cock. He grabbed her head and started fucking her mouth, sometimes she likes this and today must have been one of those days. She used one hand to stroke his balls and the other went to her pussy. It was so hot watching his cock going in and out of her mouth, her cheeks sucking in as he pulled almost all the way out. The sounds of her sucking were amazing. Every few thrusts would bury my fiancés nose in my dad’s pubes, and I could see her trying to swallow my dad’s dick.

“I’m going to come” my dad almost whispered.

My fiancé stopped playing with her pussy and began using her hand to jerk off my dad. He tensed up and I could see his cock swelling as he shot his load into her mouth. She was trying to swallow, but it must have been too much, cum ran out of her mouth and she pulled his still spurting cock out and aimed it at her face and tits. Globs of it rained onto her face and between her tits. She had my dad’s cum all over her pretty face and it was running between her tits and down her stomach. My fiancé pulled my dads cock from her mouth again, gave it a final lick reached down with one hand, the other still stroking him, and ran her hand down her chest and stomach gathering cum as she did and tried used it to lube her pussy, it looked like she was trying to stuff some in.

“Next time I want you to come in my pussy daddy” she said as she licked the cum off her lips.

That was it, I began to shoot my load, hitting her in the side of the face, in her hair. She turned and sucked me looking into my eyes as she continued massaging my dad’s cum into her pussy. She swallowed most of the rest of my load, some dripping out of the corners of her mouth. She started to buck as she reached another orgasm. She looked up at us and stroked both our cocks, she was covered with cum.

“We should call Matt” she said, a wicked gleam in her eye, cum dripping from her chin. My brother? What have I started…

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Author’s note: Inspired from a tale of Sophia Cleese.

*****

The story of a man who sleighed his father, wed his mother and had sex with her, then lost his site.

My mother screamed. Mother was hysterical. My mom laughed so hard, I thought she would pee in her panties. Except of course she had none. She and I were both naked on the bed. Perhaps I ought to start from the beginning.

I got a call one day at the office. It was from my step-sister. “Mom’s dying!”

“What are you talking about?”

Carmen Casta, my step-sister who was the daughter of mom’s second husband, lived with them in Thebes, Illinois. I lived in Winnipeg, Canada. My dad had joined me up there recently.

“I overheard Jolene, talking on the phone. She said it out loud.”

“You must have mistaken her, Carmen.”

“What could I get misunderstand, when she used the words, ‘I’m dying’? Then a few moments later she mentioned, ‘Cancer’. A minute or two later she said, ‘I only have three months’. I know that my father doesn’t know yet and he’ll be devastated, but I don’t think it’s my place to tell him such bad tidings. But I figured you ought to know, since you’re so far away and her only son.”

“God! Thanks, Carmen, for letting me know. I’m going to come down as soon as I can. Don’t tell mom that I’m going to be arriving as she’ll try to talk me out of it. Not that she could, but I would rather avoid a useless argument.”

“Sure, no problem. Listen, my dad and I are going on a week’s trip in a few days. Maybe you could be here just after we leave, so she won’t be alone. She probably hasn’t told dad because she doesn’t want to spoil the trip. She knows he wouldn’t leave if he knew. We’re going to look at a couple of colleges, for me to decide where I want to apply to, for next year. We’ve planned this for a long time. If you’re here I would feel better about going. You can stay in my room, so you wouldn’t have to get a motel nor sleep on the fold-out couch. We’re leaving in three days. Does that work for you?”

“Perfect, I’ll be there just after you guys are gone, and I’ll plan to stay more than a week, so I’ll see you when you get back. Just don’t tell, Jo.”

Jolene was my mother’s first name, but ‘Jo’ was what everybody called her, even me sometimes. I also called her mom, and I called her at least once a week to keep in touch. We have always been very close. But since I have been up in Canada, I don’t see her as much as I would like. I own a very successful snowmobile dealership/lease/rentals in Winnipeg. But this was the beginning of December, and a sideline part of my business during the holiday season was my sleigh rentals.

That’s right, just like the one Santa uses, a sleigh; snow skid rails to run on, front and back seats, red with white and gold trim; straight out of the 1880’s. Only these were built fifty years ago, and use horses to draw them rather than reindeer. In fact, we supply the parade sleigh for the local Santa, mounted on a float of course. Tourists, a large part of the holiday business, love to ‘go dashing through the snow, in a one horse open sleigh’; over the fields they go, laughing all the way. Or they’ll rent the snowmobiles, either way, there’s profit.

I don’t make a huge profit on the sleigh end of the business, but the advertising value is super and definitely worth it. I told dad what was going on with mom. He didn’t feel that it would be right to show up for a visit this early in her illness. Especially if she hadn’t yet told her current spouse even. He asked what he could do, while I was away. My regular manager could handle most everything, but I told pop that if he could deal with the sleigh rental end, that would be one less thing for my employee to worry about.

He agreed to take on the responsibility. So I put him in one of the sleds and let him see what it felt like to be Santa. He laughed all the way. “You ‘sleigh’ me!” he said chuckling on his return, “That is a great ride!” I knew that my father would be able to convey that sense of merriment to the folks who inquired about how enjoyable the experience was. Indeed, dad did twenty percent better sales over the whole season than we had last year. So that had been a smart move on my part.

What was not so smart was showing up unannounced on my mother’s door step, six hours after Carmen and her father had left. First she thought something was wrong with pop, then it was her husband and Carmen had been in a crash. Mom always thought the worse had happened, any time the phone rang late at night, or someone showed up unexpectedly, or there was a fire siren when she was away from the house. “My home is up in flames!” always the pessimist, my mother.

I think that stemmed from her childhood, where there had been quite a lot of real tragedy that happened over the years. It scarred her in ways that were psychological, though physically she had never been touched by any serious injury or illness. Up escort bayan gaziantep until now. But I was sure the current bad news would be devastating, and I knew she would need all the morale boosting help she could get, to face dying of cancer in just three months.

I had another motive for wanting so see mom while she was still relatively healthy for a short while. Jolene and I had always been close, very close. Closer that most sons and mothers get, especially I am talking about physically. Though we never had actually had sex, we had been involved in intimate foreplay when I was in my late teens, just out of high school. She and dad had separated and we were both emotionally leaning on each other in those days.

Was it incestuous, those few years after they split, but before she met Juan? Juan ‘Jack’ Casta was an ex-Cuban entrepreneur who had a thriving lumber mill in Illinois. Yes it was indecent, but discrete, incest of a sort perhaps, but we never consummated our erotic relationship, much to my regret. Perhaps to mom’s sorrow too, I thought. She had been reluctant to go that far with her young son; well I was 18, I thought I was mature for my years and I certainly didn’t feel restrained by her age. Even though we didn’t actually have sex, we became awfully familiar, more than just cozy. Once we had made each other cum, we did it often, as we had all but become lovers, and we came closer and closer to that point of no return.

Now I was twenty-nine and divorced myself. While she was married again, I knew there was only a small window remaining if we were ever to make love. Jack’s and Carmen’s trip out of town was essentially the only possibility. On the plane I remembered the last time we had had flirted with danger, narrowing missing disaster when Jack had dropped by and nearly caught us together in a compromising situation. It had started on the couch, as so often the sofa had been the playground for foreplay that had led to the mattress. After maternal external massages of my private parts and I hers as well, then on her bed we gave into our lustful needs, nearly having intercourse. Each of the numerous encounters of our mutual kissing and touching spiraled in and up, drawing us tighter, higher and less in control of our emotions and desires, until that last evening.

We had been home, after a nice dinner which we had shared. Not just consuming the meal, but I helped to cook, I set the table, I did dishes while she dried. She counted that domestic partnering of chores, as a romantic thing and it put her ‘in the mood’. Perhaps because she never had that kind of mutuality with pop, she saw me as a sort of surrogate spouse. But I was fully aware of the seductive power that making supper and cleaning up afterwards provided to our evening. For whatever reason, it actually made her horny, and I was the guy who was to benefit from those stimulated stirrings within her.

We were comfortably situated on the sofa; mom had changed into her robe, I in just some old shorts and a tee shirt. She had cuddled up to me while we were reading, not an unusual position for an evening when there was nothing on TV. Soon however, she tilted her head up and looked at me. I knew that signal and kissed her on the lips, I caressed her hair, which was a big turn-on for her. As things quickly became a necking session, the magazine and book slid to the floor, while my hands were slipping inside her robe. She hadn’t any top on, and I thought it was likely that her panties were a loose old pair that could easily be peeled off her hips. The belt to the robe was hardly any barrier, and in no time her two globes were exposed to my view and being caressed by my palms.

As the robe slid off her shoulders my stroking fingers sought her mons and sure enough the cotton material at her crotch was damp. I put my hand inside that flimsy clothing and she spread her thighs. My digits sought the gooey gash and divided her labia seeking the entrance to her wet cavity. The waistband of worn out elastic was pulled lower so that I had freedom to play in her womanhood all I wanted. The undies were so useless that they just finally fell to her ankles as I slipped my middle finger inside and diddled her, while my thumb grazed across the nubbin of joy. Mom was breathing heavy, but she had the presence of mind to occasionally grasp my boner rising stiffly between her abdomen and my flat hard belly.

Her mouth was also making attacks on my lips and face with a very intense kind of hunger, a lust that was building and needed release soon I was sure. I continued my own assault of steady seduction, with the right hand between her legs and the other fondling her breasts. The left one also guided her fumbling to my groin and made a sweep over her soft buns once in a while. Things were getting hot. Before we rolled to the floor, off the edge of the couch, mom panted to me, “The bed, we need to get to the bayan gaziantep escort bed.” That was a move that we had never done before.

We had fiddled on the divan and wrestled on the floor. We even had a liaison on one of the kitchen chairs as she sat on my lap facing me; my suckling of mom’s mams was sweet like that. My jockey shorts the only thing that prevented penetration that time. Our trysts had taken place using a blanket on our backyard lawn (thank heavens for the high fence), once even standing in the shower, but never on The Bed. Not my narrow single mattress, but her queen size bed, where she had lain with dad, and maybe her new friend, Jack. That place was reserved for her resting, and marital wrestling of the sexual sort, Jack was a possible candidate for a second hubby. But sex with her son had not been yet allowed by her conscience.

I had been glad for wherever and whatever whenever our assignations had happened. I understood that she had self-imposed limits, even though we had certainly gone beyond the pale of what society would have considered appropriate, to say the least. But now she was taking me to bed, the sofa was playground, but the bed was the major leagues sporting arena. This was serious, this looked like we were headed to a real encounter, a step beyond anything our messing around had been before. The robe and panties were left on the living room floor. My shirt and shorts were stripped as we staggered down the hall, our hands all over each other and our mouths trying to keep contact.

Naked we stumbled into her room and tumbled onto the bed. It was neatly turned-down waiting her arrival to fall asleep. Now we fell upon the mattress and the bedding was quickly mussed, as we struggled to position ourselves toward the middle. I was rolling over her, her thighs spread to cradle her son in the saddle of her womanhood; I centered my body to take aim. My boner plowed through the fluffy muff of pubic growth on her mons. It was hunting the groove that was greased with her lubricant. It moved lower to better part the labia and mashed off the mark, but the hard muscle realigned and went skidding along her divine divide. Now the moment had to be close. I could feel the wetness on my tip, more than any pre-cum could drip.

Mom’s arms wrapped around me and her tits cushioned my chest as I lay on her, though supporting my weight on my elbows. My hands clutched her shoulders, to provide leverage as I shifted upwards needing entry. My hips hunched, to direct the missile that would seek the silo of her carnal cavity, to bury itself in her hot tender tissues and fuck her furiously. The head of my dick had discovered that special spot, was dipping into the cauldron of my mother’s most secret place, the hollow of my own origin. I should have not paused, I ought to have shoved my shank deep and let her have the long love-lance that at last was poised to possess her. But I did. If I had not, possibly there would have been no stopping us, no matter what the consequences, all else be damned and it would have been done.

Jack had a key. Jack had arrived, unexpected and let himself in, thank God through the kitchen door at the far end of the house. ‘Bang!’ “Jolene, Sweet-Pea! I brought some steaks and beer; thought we’d grill ’em tomorrow night and invite the neighbors. Sorry I’m arriving late, the mill had trouble with the line. Had to replace the blade, those cussed things are a pain in the ass! Jo? You home, are ya awake?”

Mother and I looked at each other, and jumped apart. Mom rolled off the bed and grabbed her other robe from the closet. “Aiee! Rex, get the clothes from the hall and living room and stick them under the stereo cabinet. I’ll stall him in the kitchen. I’m sorry, Baby; I forgot he said he might be over tonight. Dinner was such a delight; it just plum slipped my mind.” She stuck her head out the door as she worked to get the garment on and tied. “JACK! I’ll be right there, Honey. I was just about to take myself a bath. Set down and pop us a couple of brews, Sugar. Wait for me there, please!” She motioned me to leave after her and hurried out.

So that was as close as we had got. After that, Jack was pretty much around so regular that there wasn’t much of a chance to return to the moment that had been our most intimate. As well, I could see that he and mom were hitting it off great and I didn’t want to spoil her chances for another husband and happiness. It wasn’t like I could marry her. Although, as it turned out, I did. Performed the ceremony that is. Strange as it sounds, it’s true; in the nine months that Jack wooed her ’til he wed her, I got a Justice of the Peace license. I had been looking for ways to make some extra bucks. A buddy of mine suggested that since old man ‘Judge’ Simpson was retiring, that I apply. It came with the Notary Public package of responsibilities that I assumed, when I was sworn in.

That gaziantep bayan escort was before I decided to head north to Winnipeg, where I got involve with the snowmobile business and acquired a few sleighs. I began to advertise on line with a website. “Winter s’no fun, unless you’ve got snow fun-mobiles! (Or try a sleigh today)” – Edison’s Winter Sports-Mobiles, Park St., Winnipeg. Things took off nicely. Soon I was making a name for myself and having a growing establishment. I became quite involved in the community up there and between one thing and another didn’t get back to Illinois very often. Mom was happy with Jack and they were raising Carmen. I then got hitched to a tourist gal visiting from Chicago. But that only lasted a couple of years. She decided she would rather move to California, be warm, and try modeling ’cause she was hot. I didn’t even have to pay alimony. The sex was good with my wife, but not with the same edge of excitement that had been with mom, even though we had not quite screwed.

I always wondered how it would have been, if mother and I had not been interrupted by Jack and nearly been discovered ‘in flagrante delicto’. I was sorry that we never got the chance to consummate our lust. I didn’t fly down to see my mother for only that reason. But that thought did cross my mind. She and I were still very close, and perhaps if it was unfinished business for her, like I felt it was for me, maybe she might let me bed her. However, I would have to make a good case for our having sex. Mom would be no push over. I decided that perhaps if I could explain to her about what my desires truly were, she would see that it was something that would give me a most special memory of her, before she was gone.

I knocked on her door and Jo Casta answered. She swung the front portal open and took one look at me, and in her eyes I saw the fear of racking grief she always expected. Only this was her own, I had come to share the burden of. Or so I thought.

“Rex Edison! Puss, what are you doing here?” Mom called me her pussycat, ‘Puss’ for short, ’cause when I was fourteen I was in a local theater production of ‘Cats’ the musical, and the nickname stuck, but only with mom, thank God!

“I just was missing my most favorite lady in the whole world and decided that I needed to come and visit her. I thought it would be a nice surprise.”

“Rex, you know what I think about surprises. But, of course I’m glad to see you anytime. How’s the frozen North, and your dad?”

“I call him ‘pop-cicle’, ’cause he’s a sweet guy, but he gets cold unless I remind him to bundle up. He still thinks Winnipeg has the same climate as Louisville, and forgets to dress in layers. How are Jack and Carmen? Are they around?” (As if I didn’t know, playing dumb. If Jo knew that I had spoken to her step-daughter, she would have guessed that I knew her bad news. I thought it would be better to let her tell me directly, in her own time.)

“No they left on a college tour trip, for Carmen to look at schools she might be interested in applying to. They left this morning, in fact, so it’s just you and me. How long are you down for?”

“At least a week, but we’ll see. Dad and my manager are able to handle things fine without me for a while.” (I’m thinking that I could be staying until the bitter end.)

“Great! Then I’m going to enlist you to help me work on holiday decorations I’m making for the orphanage.” (Mother always had some charity she was involved in.) Then we can go out to dinner and afterwards let’s sit down and talk about how you are doing and maybe reminisce about some old times when it used to be just the two of us.” (Was she thinking about what I was thinking? Could mom be interested in ‘unfinished business’ as well?)

I found out her project was making stockings for hanging by the chimney (a fake fire place put up for that purpose at the Children’s Home). So Santa knew where to leave the presents (donated toys) and had something put the fruits and nuts and candy in, for the kids. We cut the patterns out of red and green felt, someone else was to sew them up, and a third person was to trim them with decorations. We did forty pieces, for the twenty socks that were planned.

Dinner was at a fancy French style restaurant and we had lots of wine. Then when we were home, I made hot-toddies for us to sip while we talked on the couch. Mom was loosened up from the booze, so I thought I could try some of what had gone on, back when we were ‘messing around’; in the times we had been ‘just the two of us’, between husbands, horny and alone together. After some initial conversation, I leaned over and kissed her. Actually, I Frenched her.

“Mmm, you haven’t done that in a long time.” (Good! No objections.)

“I’ve miss you a lot mom, and I’ve missed our intimacy, and I know I will miss you even more so, later.” (First opening into the delicate subject of death.)

“You know, I missed it too. I love Jack, and he is okay as a lover, but there was always something extra-especially-tingly about our . . intimacy. I’m glad you don’t look back on that time with any regrets or embarrassment.”

“I do have a small regret, mom, not about what we did, but sort of one about what we didn’t.”

“You mean . . that we never . .”

“Never consummated our physical relationship.”

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Here I was, 20 years old, and still having to attend family Christmas parties.

A little about us, we are quite affluent, my great grandfather started a successful business back in the early 20th century which has been passed through the family for 3 generations now.

Head of the company now is John, my father’s elder brother with Mike, my father as his vice chairman.

John’s a great businessman, the company goes from strength to strength, but his life skills are somewhat lacking, meet his wife, Isobel, a social climber who planned her meeting with John better than most General’s plan their wars!

Isobel just loves the status of her position as the wife of a highly successful businessman and rarely lets anyone forget her position in life. No kids of course, they never fitted into her plan, would just have got in the way of her good work for the various charities she supports!

Of course, Isobel being Isobel when she married John coerced him into buying a house, well, when I say house of course I mean a 14-bed mansion, which brings me to this year’s party,

For as long as I can remember Isobel, and John, have insisted in hosting a family party the day after Christmas and, naturally, with all that space the family stay over.

Mike, my mother Anna and our Grandmother Barbara, a woman who I have always held the greatest admiration for, a true free spirit and one who will, and does, keep Isobel firmly in her place.

There are others invited to the party, cousins and close family friends but only the immediate family receive the overnight invitations.

Myself, I hated these parties, once I hit puberty I realised just how boring they could be, however this year was about to change my attitude completely.

The party had been going for a few hours, Isobel was playing her lady of the manor part superbly, many years of practice of course.

I had been steadily numbing the pain with white rum and cola, my painkiller of choice when I needed the bathroom, nearest one was across the hall and around the corner from the staircase.

As I walked through the hallway I spied Barbara coming the other way, she stopped by the stairs as if waiting for me.

As I approached I saw she had a sly grin on her face, attributing this to her liking for cognac I carried on approaching her.

Her eyes lifted for a second, then she winked at escort bayan me, “what the hell has got into the old girl” I wondered.

Just then her eyes lifted again, this time mine followed and all became apparent, Barbara was standing directly below a sprig of mistletoe hung from a chandelier.

“Ok then Grandma, a Christmas kiss is it then” I enquired.

“Only if you don’t mind kissing an old lady then” she retorted.

I laughed “I’ll never grow tired of kissing my favourite Grandma ever.”

We had always kissed on the cheek, so I leant towards her ready to kiss her cheek.

Just as I was about to land it Barbara twisted her head round and we met lip to lip, holding this for a few seconds before parting.

“Nice” Barbara said as she headed back to the party.

“It was” I replied heading for the bathroom.

In the bathroom I was a little taken aback when I pulled my cock out of my pants to point it at the porcelain, it was a little stiffer than usual, not a full-blown erection but definitely larger than normal, was this because of the kiss, did my Grandma turn me on a bit?

Returning to the party contemplating this thought I looked around the room, Barbara was nowhere in sight then I remembered I had a brought a treat for myself to this party, hidden deep in my jacket pocket, but where could I smoke it?

Not in the house, Isobel would go mental at the thought of someone bringing drugs into her house, round the back of the house was an area beside the woodshed, perfect I thought.

Quickly slipping away un-noticed I crossed the kitchen, through the door and headed around the corner of the house.

As I approached the woodshed I could see someone in the shadows with the faint glow of a cigarette coming from them.

They didn’t see or hear my approach. Then I made out Grandma and that was definitely not a cigarette she was puffing on!

“Great minds and all that then Grandma” I said, “Got a light” pulling mine from my pocket.

“Jesus Alan, you scared the shit out of me sneaking up like that” Grandma said.

“Sorry” I said then continued “I had no idea you were a likeminded soul.”

“Ha ha, there’s a lot you don’t know about me,” she replied as she sparked me up.

We stood outside for a while enjoying ourselves, Grandma more than me, when she finished she escort bayanlar helped me finish mine as well!

Once we finished I said, “We had better get back before we are missed and questions asked.”

“Nope, not yet,” she replied, “There is something else yet,” and began fiddling around in her handbag.

“Hah, got it!” she cried triumphantly and held up her hand containing a sprig of mistletoe.

“I enjoyed the last one so much thought we might indulge again.”

I was certainly up for kissing her again and pulled her into me greedily finding her lips and we both held the kiss for longer than before.

When we pulled apart Grandma looked me in the eye and said.

“Again?”

This time our tongues found each other, and we spent about 10 minutes making out with each other, Grandma grinding her crotch into my fully erect cock.

When we parted she said.

“I needed that, now let’s get back before we are missed.”

By the time we got back the party was winding up, guests leaving, Isobel doing her thing at the door wishing them well and thanking them for their attendance.

Soon it was just the family, Grandma decided she had enough and announced she was retiring for the night.

Mom, more than a little boozy, slurring a little said she would also go up so that just left Dad, Uncle Mike, Isobel and me.

Presently Isobel announced her intention of retiring leaving us with the command,

“Don’t you men get too drunk and stay up too late.”

We heeded her words and about 30 minutes later headed off to bed.

Most of the family had rooms on the first floor, me, however, had a room on the second. I had always had this room even from an early age and even now tradition still played a part, as I got older I enjoyed the privacy it afforded me.

Arriving at my room I found the moonlight enough without switching on the light, quickly stripping off my clothes I jumped into bed…….and just as quickly leapt out again…someone else was there also!

Switching on the light I got the surprise of my life, there with the duvet pulled up to her neck lay my Grandmother Barbara.

“Jeez, are you in the wrong room Grandma,” I enquired.

“Is this your room Alan?” was the reply.

“Yes, Grandma it is.”

“Well then, I guess I’m in the right room then!”

“But bayan escort what are you doing here?” I asked somewhat sheepishly.

“We both enjoyed our kisses and cuddles before, so I thought we might carry on a bit more…..if you want too of course?”

With that Grandma pushed the duvet down and I got my first sight of my Grandma stark, staring naked!

“You’re naked!” I blurted out.

“Its how I always go to bed silly.” She replied.

By now my eyes had drunk their fill of my naked Grandmother, large breasts only slightly sagging, slim, tight body and a cunt totally bereft of hair, pink lips clearly visible.

“Well are you going to join me, you clearly want too.” Nodding at my groin where my cock was doing its best to try to explode, I was harder than I had been for some while.

I quickly joined my giggling Grandmother in the bed and we soon entwined our tongues dancing with each other.

“How much drink have you had tonight?” she enquired.

I truthfully answered,

“Probably too much to make this an event to remember.”

“Not to worry,” was her reply, “I’m just looking for a taster tonight, now lie back and let me lead.”

With that she sat astride me, pointed my cock at her entrance and began to slowly lower herself onto my length.

A gentle rhythm then began leading, a few minutes later, to a violent crescendo as my seed spurted into my Grandmothers cunt.

We both caught our breath and then Grandma quietly lay beside me, saying nothing, I drifted off into slumber.

When I awoke next morning around 9.30 I was alone.

Had this been a dream? Had I imagined making love to my Grandmother?

My questions were soon answered, my now flaccid cock stuck to my thigh and the bed, where another person would have lain was stained with the tell-tale juices of a night of debauchery.

I quickly showered, dressed and hurried downstairs into the kitchen where all the family were gathered.

Grandma was the first to speak.

“Morning darling, pleasant dreams then?” Smiling at me.

“Yes thanks, very good,” was all I could muster.

After exchanging pleasantries with the rest Mom interjected.

“Grandma has a migraine this morning and doesn’t feel as though she could drive home, would you be a darling and drive her, then stay over until she feels well enough to look after herself?”

Would I? I immediately cottoned onto the fact that this was a ruse perpetrated by Grandma to fix it, so we could be alone together.

“Yeah, sure I don’t mind,” I said nonchantly, “When do you want to leave Grandma?”

“I think we should get going as soon as possible sweetie, don’t you?”

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