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My sister and I love each other, but we fight constantly. We’re always saying something rude about one other’s hair, clothes, whatever, it doesn’t matter, we quarrel. It’s getting to the point were Daddy will put in ear plugs if he’s home with us for too long.

The other night, we thought Daddy might turn us over on his knee like he did when we were younger. We were in the bathroom, standing side by side. I looked over and up at my sister; I hated the fact that she was taller than me. She stands five foot seven inches tall, and I a mere five foot even. I think I also resented the fact that she was older than me. We’re two years apart, she’s 21 and I’m 19. We both have red hair, blue eyes, and freckles, some people have mistaken us for twins, but we’re a year apart. Our bodies are different, she doesn’t have much in the way of boobs, 36A, is all her cup size is, and I tease her about it all the time. Me, my boobs are a 36D. She doesn’t have much in the way of hips either, very narrow she is, and I tell her she looks like a boy, which pisses her off. I got the better body entirely, I have a very shapely figure, and no one could ever mistake me for a boy. I was telling her that she needed to change her outfit, or buy clothes that fit her better. All her clothes drape off of her like potato sacks; she was yelling at me, telling me that I dressed like a slut and I should be more conservative, when Daddy burst through the door.

“That’s enough! I want to hear no more from either one of you! You are driving me insane! You two are too old for this!”

My sister’s first reaction is to get defensive and I let her go first.

“Dad, she started it!”

I looked up at Daddy sheepishly.

“No I didn’t Daddy. I was just being honest. I can’t help it if she can’t stand to hear some criticism.”

Daddy looked down at me. He knew what I was doing, but he always sided with me.

“You aren’t dressed very well at all, Eliza.”

“You always side with her!”

She turned and gave me a mean look and I stuck my tongue out at her.

“Jessica! That’s enough from you too.”

I put my eyes down and nodded my head.

“Sorry Daddy I won’t do it again.”

My sister humphed my way and I moved past her. I stood on my tiptoes and kissed Daddy’s cheek. “Sorry to make you angry Daddy.”

He patted me on the head and smiled down.

“It’s okay Darling. I just wish you two girls would get along.”

“I’ll try real hard Daddy.”

I gave him another kiss, and as I got back behind him I stuck my tongue out at my sister again.

“Daddy! Look! Look what she’s doing!”

Daddy didn’t turn around.

“That’s enough Eliza! Get on out of here and go to bed!”

The bickering continued of course, until there was a break when Eliza was out with her boyfriend. I was in my room, reading and listen to music, actually enjoying the fact that she wasn’t at home. I really hated fighting with her, but I couldn’t ever stop myself from doing it. I heard the front door close and Eliza run up the stairs. I also heard Daddy yelling.

“Eliza, is everything alright?”

“Fine, Daddy, everything’s fine!”

From the tone of her voice I knew she was okay. So, I went back to reading. I only got a few lines into the book when my door burst open and in came Eliza looking all flushed and fluttered.

“What’s wrong? What happened?”

I fought with my sister a lot but I felt protective over her as well.

“Nothing. Well, okay something happened, but it wasn’t wrong.”

“What? You lost me somewhere in there.”

“Oh Jess, it was fuckin’ great!”

My eyes widened, my sister doesn’t speak like that.

“Okay, what was it? C’mon you gotta tell me!”

“I did it.”

I watched Eliza go to the door, check the hall, and then close the door completely.

“You did what?”

“You know!”

“No, I don’t. What did you do?”

“Don’t make me mad! Not tonight!”

“I’m not trying to make you mad; I don’t know what the hell it is you’re talking about.”

“I had sex.”

“Oh, that it?”

“What do you mean, is that it?”

“Well, by the way you came in here I thought maybe you’d had the shit fucked outta ya or something. Just having sex isn’t anything special.”

“You’ve had sex before?”

“Ummm..yeah, and I’ve had the shit fucked outta me too. I like the fucking better.”

“You never told me!”

“Why would I tell you?”

She looked so disappointed, and I felt bad. I sighed and patted my bed.

“Come here and sit down. Tell me all about it. What did you do?”

“Everything.”

I laughed, “no really what did you do?”

She blushed and started telling me.

“We started off with kissing.”

“Huh-uh. There a good part coming up soon?”

“Oh shut up and listen. Then he like started touching my breasts, and I started to get really hot by that. So when he put his hand up my skirt this time I let him do it. He started rubbing on me, and oh god it bonus veren siteler felt so good, and I just couldn’t stop him and he put his penis….”

I made a face and she stopped talking.

“What?”

“Don’t say penis.”

“Why?”

“Sounds too freakin’ technical. I hate that word, penis. Say cock, cock is much better.”

“Okay, so he put his ummmm…cock in me, and we had sex.”

“Where’d he come?”

She blushed again.

“C’mon, you didn’t let him come inside you did you? I know you are not on the pill or anything.”

“No, he didn’t do that.”

“Then where!”

“On my.”

She made a gesture with her hand to indicate her pussy and I rolled my eyes.

“It’s a pussy, Liz.”

“Yeah, that’s it.”

“Oh jeez girl, you gotta get better at saying stuff, or you ain’t ever going to have sex again. You seem lame.”

“I’m not lame!”

“C’mon! You just had sex for the first time, that’s flippin’ lame.”

“I bet you’re no better.”

“Don’t try to compare yourself to me, you’ll lose big time.”

“Doubt it.”

“Fine, wanna know about my first time?”

Her eyes got big with interest and she nodded her head.

“Yeah, really bad.”

I smiled and shook my head.

“It was down at the lake. You know, my 18th birthday, when Tom and Jeff came and picked me up?”

“Yeah I remember that it was like a year ago. I was sick and pissed that I couldn’t go.”

“Well, we were hanging out on one of the picnic tables when Jeff just leaned in and kissed me. He’s a really bad kisser, if you want to know, but I let him do it. Tom laughed at him and told him to get back and watch a real man do it. So, he kisses me, and god Tom, really good kisser. As he’s kissing me, Jeff starts running his hand up and down my leg, getting a little closer to my pussy each time, until he finally reached it. And thank god he did, cause I was about to just throw his hand on me. Tom’s kissing me, Jeff’s playing with my pussy, and I’m getting so hot that I break the kiss and plead for some one to just fuck me. Tom took the honor of doing so. He wasn’t gentle either, like your guy, sorry I always forget his name, was. He rammed his cock into me, and he’s got a pretty nice sized cock too. So, I’m screaming, right, cause it hurts, but also because it feels so damn good. The pain goes away right when Tom’s yelling that he’s gonna come. He pulls out, and he shoves his cock in my mouth. Of course, I had no idea really what to do, but I try to swallow all of it and did get it. Well, I’m still hot, and so I look at Jeff and I tell him to fuck me. He eagerly does so. He’s got an okay cock, not as good as Tom’s, but he used it good. I came really hard, and Jeff pulls out and shoots his load all over my pussy. That was my first time.”

Eliza sat there staring at me in amazement. I could also see some desire in her face, and I thought since she wasn’t as much of a prude as I thought she was that I’d continue. I told her all kinds of things that I had done. As I told my tales, I could hear her breathing becoming harder and I noticed her hand running the length of her inner thigh. I stopped in mid-tale and smiled at her.

“Are you hot Liz?”

“Huh?”

“I just noticed that you were playing with your leg. Am I turning you on?”

“Oh, um, yeah, I guess so.”

“Did your boy make you come Liz?”

“No, not at all.” “Was your boy a virgin too?”

“Yeah, he was.”

“So, he had no idea what he was doing.”

“I guess not.”

I gave Eliza a long wicked smile. She looked at me so innocently that I almost laughed.

“You know, I have experience with girls too.”

“Get out.”

“No, it’s true. Wanna hear about it?”

She nodded her head and I dove into every situation I had ever been in with another girl. She seemed fascinated and her skin turned more red by the second, until her hands had stopped playing with her thigh and played with her panty line. I moved closer to her, and moved my own hand to her panties. I smiled as I felt how damp they were. I looked at her, thinking she’d push me away, but she didn’t. She kept her eyes down, looking at my hand. I began to whisper to her as my fingers found her clit through her panties, and I pressed against it.

“Then as she was sucking off the dude, I went down to her pussy and began to lick it. She tasted really good, very sweet, and her juices were just pouring from her.”

Eliza moaned, and I moved my fingers under her panties. Finding her clit again, I took it between my thumb and finger and started massaging it. She jumped, thrusting her hips forward and moaned louder.

“Would you like that to happen to you, Liz? Would you like some girl’s tongue lapping at your sweet juices?”

She nodded and her body trembled.

“Do you want me to do it? Do you want to get off by my tongue?”

She nodded again and turned to me. She moved her head and brought her lips to mine. I moaned as I felt bahis how hot they were, and I darted my tongue into her mouth. She sighed and pulled away.

“Lick me Jess. Please. I’m so hot, and I need to come.”

“Lay back.”

She laid down and I went between her legs. I kissed her panty-clad pussy, and moved my tongue around the material. She moaned and moved around. I continued my teasing until she was almost yelling.

“Take’em off! Please, take the damn panties off and fucking lick me.”

I raised my head and laughed.

“That’s a girl.”

I took her panties off and attacked her clit. From the muffled sounds I knew she was biting her lip to keep the noise down. It didn’t take her long to come, and I took all of her juices into my mouth. I came up and kissed her again, and she moaned loudly as I gave her cream to her. I went back down, and began to lazily lick her cunt. She cooed and ran her fingers through my hair, until the door opened. I sucked her clit into my mouth hard, chewing and flicking my tongue across her. She screamed in passion as her and my eyes both looked over to Daddy. He didn’t noticed at first what was going on.

“I came to check on you, you’re not fighting. Holy shit! What the hell are you doing?”

I bit down on Eliza’s clit, causing her to buck and scream again. I moved my head, replacing my tongue with my fingers to keep Eliza quivering.

“I’m licking Liz’s pussy Daddy. See, poor Eliza had sex for the first time tonight, and the guy didn’t even make her come.”

Daddy shook his head; I could see his face starting to flush, and looked down at his pants. There was a slight bulge to them, but I couldn’t tell if he had a hard-on or not.

“So you decided to take this upon yourself?”

“Of course. A girl should come when she has sex, right?”

“And you’re an expert at this?”

“Well, let’s just say I have experience in it.”

Daddy came closer, and looked down at Eliza’s pussy.

“She sure is wet, seems like you’re doing a good job.”

“I think I am, and judging by the moans and screams of my dear sister here, she seems as though she’s enjoying it.”

Since Daddy was closer, I could tell for sure that the bulge in his pants was caused by his growing cock. I smiled at him, and then looked at Eliza. “Care to join the fun Daddy? I can only do so much for the girl you know. She should know what it feels like to come from a cock.”

Daddy came even closer, and his hand went to my ass. He caressed it before bringing his hand down even more and up my skirt. He let out a sound and I looked at him.

“You’re awful wet too.”

“Licking this pussy is making me very hot. She has a pretty pussy doesn’t she?”

He looked at her and then nodded.

“Yeah, you’re right.”

His fingers moved and found my clit. I moaned and bent my head down to Eliza’s pussy again. She bucked wildly as she felt the vibrations of my voice on her clit. I pulled up again, and looked over at Daddy.

“Why don’t you take your clothes off Daddy? Show me and Eliza that cock you’re hiding.”

He laughed and shook his head.

“Yeah, Daddy, show it to us. I wanna see it.”

I looked up at Eliza and smiled but my attention was quickly drawn back to Daddy as I heard him taking off his clothes. We both gasped as his cock came into view. It was only semi-hard but it was big, bigger than any cock I’d ever seen.

“Oh my Daddy! That’s one big fuckin’ cock you got! I’d love to feel it in my pussy.”

“I bet you would.”

He smacked my ass and came behind me. I went back to licking Eliza’s pussy as he ran the head of his cock against my slit. He teased me with it long after his cock was fully erect. I couldn’t stand anymore of it and moved my mouth to yell.

“Stick it in me already!”

A growl came from him as he aimed and shoved his cock in me. I let out another yell mixed with pain and pleasure as his long, thick cock drove deep inside of my cunt. As I kept screaming, I put my mouth over Eliza’s pussy. She immediately went into orgasm, and began to thrash around. I placed my hands on her stomach to make her hips stop moving so much, and I began to rock back and forth, driving Daddy’s cock deeper and harder into my pussy. I pulled from Eliza, only after she’d hit my head repeatedly.

“Oh fuck, Daddy, that’s good! Yeah, work that fuckin’ cunt! Jesus, yes!”

I came then, Daddy gave a groan as my pussy shot its cream all over his cock. When I calmed down, I looked back at him and smiled. I addressed Eliza while my eyes stayed on Daddy.

“You gotta have this cock, sis, it’s fuckin’ awesome.”

Eliza panted as she spoke, still recovering from the orgasm I had given her.

“Give it to me. Daddy, please! I wanna feel it, now!”

Daddy smacked my ass, telling me to move, and I crawled up Eliza’s body. I turned around so that I could face her pussy and watch Daddy work his cock into her. My pussy was just inches away from her deneme bonusu lips and she moaned as she saw my juices still dripping from me.

Daddy came up and I grabbed his cock. I moved it along her clit, causing moans to come from both her and Daddy. I aimed it towards her hole and looked up.

“Fuck her Daddy!”

He slid the head of his cock into her pussy, and stopped.

“Fuck! She’s goddamn tight!”

“I told you, she just had sex tonight for the first time.”

I kept a hold of his cock, lightly stroking the rest of the shaft that hadn’t been inserted yet.

“So go slow, this monster you have might split her in two if you’re not careful.”

He pushed a little more, and Eliza whimpered. I turned my head and cooed at her.

“Shhh…it’s alright. It won’t hurt for very long, I promise.”

As half of Daddy’s cock was now fed into Eliza, I moved my hand from the rest of the shaft and looked up at him.

“Do it Daddy! Just do it! Fuck her now!”

Daddy’s hand came up to my face, and he held it by my jaw as he smiled down.

“You’re a pushy little slut aren’t you?”

I laughed, “Not pushy, impatient. I want to see that whole fucking thing in her tight little cunt.”

Daddy bent down and kissed me hard on the lips as he thrust his cock into Eliza. Her upper body came shooting up off the bed, and her face landed in my pussy. She screamed loudly and I moaned into Daddy’s mouth. He released me and looked down.

“You just wanted her mouth on your pussy, didn’t you?”

I laughed again and nodded.

“Yeah, and I knew exactly how to make it happen.”

Daddy started thrusting hard into Eliza’s pussy, and she kept her face buried in my pussy, moaning and screaming as she got through the pain of Daddy’s cock stretching her out. When she got over the pain I yelled back at her.

“Lick it! Don’t just moan into it! C’mon make me come!”

She started licking my clit, mimicking exactly what I had done to her. I moaned and moved my mouth back to her. I took turns licking her clit, and licking Daddy’s cock as it moved in and out of her, until Daddy pulled me up by my hair and looked down at me.

“I’m about to come and I want both you girls to suck me off.”

I moved, and he pulled out. Eliza sat up and stared, with a frightened look at Daddy’s cock.

“I don’t know how.”

I brushed some of her hair out of her eyes and smiled at her.

“I’ll teach you.”

Daddy laid back and I grabbed his cock in both hands. I shook my head in amazement at the fact that even with both hands on him I still didn’t have all of his cock. I looked over at Eliza.

“Okay, Liz, take the head in your mouth.”

She bent down, opening her mouth wide. I almost laughed at the comical way she held herself. She took it and looked at me.

“Now suck it, just like you were doing my clit, only this is much much bigger.”

She began to suck and I began to stroke Daddy’s cock.

“That’s a good girl. Now, swirl your tongue around it while you’re sucking.”

Daddy let out a moan, so I knew she was following my instructions well, but the shaft of his cock was getting dry.

“Are you swallowing your spit?”

She nodded and I sighed.

“Don’t swallow it! You gotta keep it all wet, if it goes dry it doesn’t feel good!”

She opened her lips and a stream of saliva ran down Daddy’s cock. He moaned again and I smiled.

“Good girl. Now let me have a turn.”

She moved and I brought my head down. I came back up after seeing Eliza still just sitting there.

“Do something!”

“What?”

“Lick his balls, he’ll like that.”

She moved down and did as was told until she said she wanted another turn. I moved a little, not really wanting to give up his cock. I took one of her hands and placed it on his shaft on top of one of mine, and we both commenced licking the head of his cock while we jacked him off. We took turns taking him into our mouths, until he yelled out.

“Get ready girls here it comes!”

I pushed Eliza’s head down on his cock and kept it there as he began to empty his seed into her mouth. She thrashed about as he came into her mouth, and most of it ran back down her chin. I pulled her up when Daddy was finished and smiled at her. She looked at me, panting, with cum dripping down her lips. I moved towards her and began to clean her up. I kissed her when I had all of his seed off her skin, and pushed it into her mouth. She moaned and took it, sucking my tongue to get it all.

When I pulled away from her, she collapsed, completely satisfied and tired onto the bed. I smiled down at her as her eyes closed. Daddy got up and as he dressed he spoke.

“I’m going to assume that you girls will quit that constant fighting now.”

“Oh I’m sure that won’t happen.”

He shook his head and smiled.

“Well, at least you guys can make up better than you usually do.”

“That’s true, and make up even better if we can have your cock as well.”

He laughed, “that can definitely be arranged.”

He came to the bed, and kissed the top of my head.

“Go to sleep now.”

“Okay, Daddy. Good night.”

“Night.”

I watched him walk out the door before laying down with my sister.

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This story contains group sex and incest, and maybe even what some would consider non-consent sex. But I chose to put it in the First Time Category, and I hope you the reader are not offended.

After I graduated High School I attended our local community college and lived at home while earning an Associate Degree. For the start of my third year I enrolled at Lake Superior State University in Sault Ste. Marie, Michigan and took a room in a house with six other guys. Roy, a guy from Ishpeming, and I lived upstairs over the attached garage. We each had our own small room and we shared a bathroom.

All six of us in the house got along pretty good with each other, except you couldn’t leave anything like milk or beer in the community refrigerator and expect it to be there the next day. But everyone respected the space of the other guys, so life was pleasant enough. Roy was the house jock, and he played on the school’s hockey team. I don’t think he scored a lot of goals for the team, but he sure scored a lot with the girls.

I’ll bet that he was bedding at least twenty different girls between the time school started and the long Thanksgiving weekend. Don’t get me wrong, Roy wasn’t a wham-bam thank you mam kind of guy, he was dating and screwing twenty different women all at the same time. And my guess is that twenty different women were in love with him. Some days he would bring one home in the afternoon and have a different one come over and spend the night.

About seven O’clock on the night before Thanksgiving he came to my room.

“I’ve got a little problem and I’m wondering if you can help me out? I’ve got this new girl I was trying to make out with and she kept pushing me away, so, I did something really stupid… I gave her a happy pill and she passed out on me. She’s going to sleep until morning and I promised my mom I’d come home tonight. Would you go over to my place and check up on her every once in awhile? I’m sure she’ll be fine, but just to be safe I’d feel better if I knew you would look in on her. OK?”

We went back to his room, and while I was checking her pulse and breathing, he stood by the door.

“Well, I’ve gotto go, I’ll see you next Monday.” He said and before I could even look up, he was gone.

The girl was sprawled out on the bed lying on her stomach. She was fully clothed and was wearing jeans and tennis shoes with a sweatshirt and a bright yellow vest jacket. Her hair was light brown with blonde highlights and was fairly long and spread all over the place. I had been checking her pulse at the neck, and she seemed like she was OK. Her breathing was normal, and when I rolled her over on her back she started to snore very quietly.

My plan was very simple and with no ulterior motives. I figured to put her under the covers and let her sleep until she woke up. I also reckoned that she would be more comfortable without her shoes and jacket on.

I untied her shoes and removed her socks and marveled at how sexy her feet looked with the brightly painted toes and the curve of her arch. Her foot was fairly long and very thin. It fit nicely in my hand and felt very smooth to my touch. I couldn’t help myself and ran my fingers between her toes and played a little dance with them on her instep. I was a little startled when she attempted to pull her foot away, but I quickly realized that it was just a reflex action. Her ankles were very feminine, and I wanted to see her legs so I un-snapped her jeans and pulled them down and off her legs.

Her legs were gorgeous, but my eyes were diverted to the junction at her thighs where light blue cotton panties were concealing her mons pubis. It was at this point, or maybe even when I unsnapped her pants that I deviated from my very strict moral upbringing.

My rational for my departure from normal behavior is that I presume this girl is asleep, and won’t remember anything by morning. I can do anything I want, and if she does recall what happened, she’ll think it was with Roy. Besides, I didn’t know that much about female anatomy, and this could be a learning experience for me. I assumed I was the only twenty-year-old virgin at L.S.S.U.

My cock was like a rock just seeing her panties, and in anticipation of getting her nude I got more and more uncomfortable in my own jeans, so I first stripped down to my jockeys. Getting her jacket, sweatshirt and blouse off was easy. Looking at her wearing only blue panties and a black brassiere was very erotic. I damned near ripped her bra trying to get at her tits.

Her rose colored nipples were soft and flat and her breasts were small but firm and stood straight out from her chest. I sucked a nipple into my mouth, and felt it harden a little before I caught myself wanting to rip her panties off. Take your time I kept telling myself. You’re in no big hurry, you’ve got hours and hours to look, feel, smell and savor over every inch of this exquisite piece of female flesh.

I sat back up and slowly pushed her panties down her hips until bahis siteleri about an inch of her pubic hair spilled out over the top edge. I leaned over and let my lips and nose brush back and forth over this patch that was normally concealed from strangers. It was soft, yet spongy and individual strands were long and thin and curled like a shepherds crook. As I slowly pushed and pulled on her panties the wedge of hair thicken and disappeared down between her legs. I pulled the panties clear off her feet and held them to my nose marveling at the uniqueness of the female scent.

Pulling my own under shorts off I straddled her hips and leaning forward I ran my fingers and hands over her eyebrows and into her hair around her ears, combing it with my fingers off of her face. Her eyes were closed, but the long lashes curled upward, and she had a sprinkling of light freckles on her high cheekbones. She had a little stub nose and I moved my lips and tongue over her slightly open mouth. Her lips were soft and I wished she were awake to kiss me back as I ran my tongue over her lips and pushed myself through to her teeth.

I ran my lips all over her face and kissed and sucked and lightly bit on her ears and chin and worked myself down to her neck and shoulders. We were laying kiddy corner on the bed and when I lifted her arms up over her head I got the surprise of my life. She had a very narrow strip of sparse hair in her armpits.

Ever since puberty I’ve been turned on whenever I would get a glimpse of hair in a woman’s pits. To me seeing a woman’s pit hair was almost the same as seeing her pubes. Now, here naked in bed with me, was a woman that didn’t shave under her arms, and I could look and touch to my heart’s content. After a few seconds of plucking at the hair with my fingers, I licked her pits with my tongue and pulled on the longish hair with my lips. I was in heaven, and I was leaving a trail of pre-cum all across her belly.

I went back and worshipped at her breasts and sucked and pulled on her nipples until they became stiff and engorged with blood. I loved the way the buds rocked back against my tongue as I flicked back and forth over the protuberance that was causing my own truncheon to ache for release.

Continuing to suck on her boobs I got my arms under her knees and lifted her legs so that my cock could slide back and forth over her silky pubic hair. Letting my body drop so that my prick was pressed tightly between my stomach and her pubic bone. I shot a load of juice between our bodies that went all the way up to where I was feasting on her tits.

It didn’t take me long to recover from my orgasm, and when I did the realization of what had transpired hit home like a ton of bricks. Having sex with someone that doesn’t give you her consent is considered RAPE. I had just committed criminal sexual conduct in the fourth degree. I could be sentenced to prison and face twenty-five years of having to register as a sex offender. Boy, was I stupid. I’m especially glad that penetration didn’t occur, or I’d really be in big trouble.

I slipped on my shorts and grabbed my clothing and went back to my room. Gathering a washcloth and towel I headed for the kitchen and got a saucepan and went back up and washed the girl off and dried her. The only problem was that when I washed her cunt and pubic hair I started to sport another hard-on, and when I finished up I was as hard as I had been back in the very beginning.

I got her under the covers and took the washcloth and stuff back to my room and then went back into Roy’s room and looked at the sleeping girl. I gathered up all her cloths and folded the jeans with the sweatshirt, bra and panties on top and put them on a folding chair with her shoes and socks underneath. I spotted what I guessed was her backpack and opened it up to see if I could find out something about her.

Her student ID and drivers license told me her name was Samantha Edwards. She was five-ten and weighed one forty. She was twenty years old and lived in Blake Hall and her home was in Royal Oak, Michigan. She was an education major and my guess was that she was probably going to be a teacher. There was also a letter from her mother. Reading the letter informed me that her mother was coming to visit on Thanksgiving Day.

I still had an erection, and Samantha was now lying on her side in the middle of the bed. I knew it wasn’t right, but what the hell, ‘in for a penny – in for a pound’ I dropped my shorts and crawled in behind her. Letting my dick press up against her ass, I draped my arm around her body and played with one of her tits again. Her tit now seemed a lot fuller than when she was on her back. The mass was fuller and I could feel the weight of her boob as it rested in my hand. The nipple was more stiff than spongy as I milked it between my thumb and forefinger.

All the lights in the room were still on and I wanted to look at her ass, so I pushed the covers off of us and rolled her over canlı bahis siteleri on to her front.

This girl had one great ass. Samantha’s tits maybe weren’t the biggest ones in the universe, but she had a world-class ass. Her back narrowed down to a smallish waist and the way her hips flared out and her butt rounded out was sexy as hell. Running my hands over this superb flesh, feeling the muscle tone and smoothness of her silky skin brought me to the edge of sexual pleasure once again. I was turned on to a degree that I never dreamed was possible.

I wanted more so I pushed her knees up and under her body and then spread them wide so she wouldn’t tip over and was rewarded with a tremendous view of her wide-open cunt and ass. I pulled her body over to the edge of the bed and kneeled on the floor so I could get a really great look at her round backside. I stuck my nose right up next to her asshole, and pressed my lips and tongue on and in her pussy. Lapping away I could taste the nectar flowing from her cunt and marveled at the way the lips of her pussy folded back so that her love hole was gapping open.

I wanted to fuck Samantha. I needed to fuck her. I wanted to bury my cock so deep in her pussy it would come out her mouth. I tried to rationalize to myself that no one would ever know and that nothing bad would happen if I just put the tip in and felt her juices surround the end of my cock, but I didn’t. I let my dick lie flat against her asshole and pushed the cheeks of her butt together and shot another load of my juices across her back and ass.

I have an Associates Degree in Criminal Justice, and I plan on getting a BA and going on to Law School. I know the consequences of deviant behavior. I had crossed that line. But I hadn’t really done anything that I really felt guilty about. Maybe a little bit illegal, but not life with out parole guilty. And now that my cock had gone soft, I resolved to straighten up and fly right. I’d clean up my mess and spend the rest of my life as an upstanding and righteous member of society.

I went back to my own room and returned with the saucepan and warm water and cleaned Samantha up once again. I rolled her onto her back and was brushing the hair away from her face when her eyes open and she tried to sit up.

“I’m going to be sick.” Was all she managed to blurt out before the contents of her stomach flew from her mouth. I was able to catch some in the pan, but a lot got on the bed and even more was on her chin and chest.

“Let’s go to the bathroom.” I said as I helped her stand, and with my arm around her shoulder we staggered to the john.

“Pee.” She said and I helped her sit on the stool. If I weren’t holding her up she would have tipped over.

When she finished I got the shower turned on and the two of us got in. I was leaning against the wall and she was leaning on me and the water was splashing against her front. With my hands all soapy, I massaged her tits and pussy one more time and with my dick sliding up and down her ass I was again harder than steel. I did, however, managed to clean her up. She didn’t help, but she didn’t object either. Drying her off was difficult because I was trying to get her to hold onto my dick as I moved the towel over her body. I got her dried off, but she wouldn’t grab my dick for me.

I took her to my own bed and got her under the covers. My mind started working again so I went and gathered up her clothes and rinsed them out in the sink before taking them down to the dryer. She hadn’t soiled her things, but my plan was to tell her that she got sick and that was why she was nude.

I put a pair of sweats on and lay down next to her on my bed. She was mostly under the covers, but I was lying on the outside of the blankets. The last thing I remember was lightly flicking a nipple on her tit and gently pulling on her pit hair when I must have fallen asleep. The next thing I am aware of is that the sun is shining and Samantha is looking at me with the wide-eyed look of a deer caught in a spotlight.

“Who are you? Where am I? How’d I get here? What in hell is going on?” Samantha almost screamed.

“I’m Dave Sanders. I’m Roy Kramer’s housemate. After you got sick last night in Roy’s bed I brought you over here. OK?”

“Oh, God. I need to go to the bathroom. Get me something to put on.” Samantha said.

I didn’t have a robe or anything long, so I got her a pair of my boxers and a T-shirt, which she slipped on while keeping herself covered under the blankets. When she went to the bathroom I went down to the dryer and got her clothes and folded them and carried them back to my room and sat at my desk and waited for her.

“OK, I see where someone was sick in the other room and I’ve found my shoes. Where are the rest of my clothes? Sam said.

“Right here.” I said. “I just got them out of the dryer.”

“Give them to me. How many of you guys fucked me last night?” She asked giving me a look that güvenilir bahis showed her disgust.

“I don’t know if anybody did.” I said. “When Roy came and got me you were passed out on his bed and fully clothed. You seemed to be breathing OK and everything, so he left for home and asked me to look in on you. I took your shoes and jacket off and was putting a blanket over you when you got sick. I took your clothes off and helped you to the shower and then over to my bed. I washed and dried your stuff and fell asleep on the outside of the covers next to you. To my knowledge you were not molested in any way shape or form.” I told her.

“And you’re telling me the truth. Not just trying to run some bullshit story by me. Right?” She said.

“Look. I took your clothes off. I saw you in the nude. By the way I think you’re a very attractive girl. But I’d not some pervert or sex manic that is going to fuck somebody that has passed out. My roommate, Roy, is an asshole, but I don’t think he had sex with you either. But I don’t know for sure. If you want, I’ll take you to the health clinic and they can have a rape counselor examine you. If you had sex last night, I’m positive tell tale signs will be evident. What do you want me to do?”

“You want me to believe that you’re the last of the famous ‘good guys’ is that it?” After a long drawn out pause she said, “OK, maybe I believe you. Just step outside while I get dressed and then you can help me back to my dorm. My mother is due to arrive from Detroit this afternoon and I want to be in my room before she gets here.”

I walked her back to her dorm and just as we started up the walk a voice shouted out from behind us.

“Sam. Samantha, is that you?”

“Oh God…it’s my mother. What did you say your name was?”

“Dave Sanders.” I told her as we turned and walked back to meet her mother.

The two embraced and kissed and then her mother looked at me so Sam had to introduce us.

“This is my friend Dave Sanders.” She told her mother pointing at me. “My mother, Diane Edwards.” She said nodding to me.

Anybody with half a brain could figure out that Diane and Samantha were mother and daughter. They had the exact same build and their complexions and facial expressions were identical. The only difference was that the mother wore her hair very short, above her ears, and the daughter wore hers long. Maybe the mother weighed one or two pounds more than the daughter because her boobs looked a lot bigger.

“Well, you two jump in the car.” Diane said. “I want to find a nice motel room that maybe has an in-room hot tub.”

“I think the Best Western – right where you got off the express way has in-room spas.” I said.

When we arrived at the motel, Diane got out and Sam turned to me and said.

“I’ll have my mom bring you back to your house. Thanks for covering for me and not letting my mother know that we’re really strangers.”

“No problem, and your name is…?”

“Sam – Samantha Edwards.”

“Can I call you and ask you out on a date?” I asked.

“I’ll think about it.” She said as she gave me a shy little smile.

“Young man, bring my stuff in out of the trunk will you please?” Diane asked when she came out of the motel office. “I was able to get a Jacuzzi room.”

Once I got everything in the room Diane put the keys to her car in my hand and said.

“You drive while Sam and I sit in the back seat. I want to see everything there is to see in this town, and she and I can talk while you drive us around.”

We went everywhere, including Canada, and when we got back to the motel it was dark and Diane sent me off for Chinese food while the two of them went inside. When I got back the two of them were in the Jacuzzi. An open bottle of Southern Comfort was resting on the edge of the tub and both women were holding glasses with ice drinks.

“Give me the food.” Diane said patting the edge of the tub near her. “Get yourself a glass and join us for a drink.”

“I really should leave you two.” I said, wondering if they were wearing bathing suits.

“Nonsense, have a drink first.” When I got another glass from the bathroom and pulled a chair over by the hot tub, Samantha’s mother said; “Now get out of those clothes and join us.”

“Ah…ah…” Was all I could say.

“What are you, some kind of prude? Afraid to let us see your nude body? We’re Swedish and we always use Saunas and Hot tubs coed. We’re not ashamed of our bodies. Are you?”

By the time I got down to my shorts, I was sporting another hard-on. Just thinking about getting into a hot tub with two naked women had me fanaticizing about all sorts of sexual situations. As I slipped my jockeys down I tried to cover it with my hands. But the tub was sort of half sunken in the floor and half above, so I had to step over the edge and in the process my stiff dick was only about six inches from Diane’s face. When my foot slipped and I crashed down into the water, my head submerged and my back went down to the bottom. My feet went straight up in the air and when they came down they were on either side of Sam’s mother’s head with my rock hard cock banging up against her nose. When I surfaced both women were laughing their heads off and Diane had a firm grip on my cock under the water.

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That night, after dinner, I got into my bathing suit and went to the hot tub. I just sat in the gently swirling hot water. I didn’t turn on the jets. I had expected that the twins would join me. They usually did, but instead, Mom appeared in her robe loosely cinched. She had a new sort of hybrid one-piece/bikini bathing suit on. It was very sexy. She removed her robe and posed for me briefly before stepping over the edge into the hot water. I smiled as I watched her hot body disappear below the surface. She moaned as she sank down to her neck.

We were both quietly enjoying the warmth when Mom said, “The girls confessed about their trip to your office today. Actually, I pulled their confessions when they got home. I’ve grounded them until the birthday party. They put you and all of us at great risk today, and they were completely oblivious. It’s one thing for me to go to Jarod’s office and have sex. It’s a common sexual fantasy. It’s quite another for siblings to be engaged in sex anywhere in public. All it takes is for a rumor to get started.” She looked up at me and continued, “And shame on you for allowing it to happen. We all have to be more careful.”

I chuckled and said, “Says the woman who intentionally staged a fake suck my son while fucking my husband sleepwalk session in the dark. I still don’t know how we got away with that.”

Mom was silent a moment and seemed to be reliving last night. She smiled and said, “I’m just as bad as you guys, but we have to stop taking such wild risks.” I nodded. My guess was that her words were just that, words. She seemed to be consumed as much by the getting caught as the sex itself. The thing with the twins in my office today was just stupidity on our parts. Getting caught wasn’t even part of the equation.

I told Mom about my group secretary, Ginger, listening through the wall to my office while the twins were there. “She must have heard something and maybe everything. Thankfully, she couldn’t have listened into your phone call, which revealed that my visitors were my sisters.” Mom nodded but she was clearly worried by the fact that we may already have a problem. I had already come to that conclusion.

Mom frowned as she worked on the problem. I watched her facial expressions and decided to lighten the mood, “What do you think? Should we have her killed?” Mom’s eyes went wide for a moment before she realized that I was just kidding. She giggled and playfully punched me on the arm.

The twins joined us in their micro-bikinis and then the water splashed over the top of the hot tub as Dad climbed in. I couldn’t recall if there was ever a time when all five of us were in the hot tub together. The twins related their HR visit and Dad talked briefly about his planned resolution to his secretary’s problems with his hound-dog bosses. Mom hadn’t known about Sylvia’s problems. Mom talked about the preparations for the birthday party and asked who us kids had invited.

June responded for both of them, “We just invited Jazz, Sarah and Amber.” Julie looked at me for my reaction. It seemed like anything but a coincidence that they had invited the three friends with whom I had had sex with beyond the sleepover party night. I gave Julie a tentative smile, wondering what they were up to. There wasn’t a chance that this party would evolve into a sex-a-thon. Not with Dad and his sister Mary and her two daughters present.

Mom asked me who I had invited and I said, “You suggested that I invite my date from the other night and I did. She said it sounds like fun.” I don’t know why I didn’t break the news that my date was Dad’s secretary, Sylvia. Dad knew who my date was and he glanced at me with a look that told me I should tell them. Our eyes locked and I shook my head as imperceptibly as possible. He nodded with much less imperceptibility.

Mom was watching our non-verbal argument and said, “What are you two disagreeing about?” I dropped my eyes to examine my wrinkled fingers. Mom waited for one of us to speak before she asked again. I looked up at Dad and he smiled and nodded.

“My date was with Sylvia and she’s my invite to the birthday party.”

Mom looked at me and then Dad and said, “Your secretary, Sylvia?” Dad looked at me and nodded. “So, why the secrecy? She seems to be a nice girl. We’ve talked on the phone. It will be nice to meet her.” A smile formed on my face and Dad just nodded.

The twins had not met Sylvia and didn’t even know what Dad’s secretary’s name was. They knew now. Julie giggled as she looked at me and said, “Seriously? You’re dating Dad’s secretary? How freaky is that?” June covered her mouth with her hand and giggled too.

Mom glared at the girls and they stopped their giggling. Mom looked at me and said, “No guy friends?”

I said, “No. I thought about inviting a couple local high school friends but we haven’t talked in over a year and my college friends aren’t from around here.”

June said, “Too bad. We could have used a few extra guys canlı bahis to mix in with all the single women at this party.” I knew where her head was; the same place it always was.

Because the party was on Saturday, no one had mentioned that June’s actual birthday was today and technically, Julie’s was tomorrow. I looked across the hot tub at June and said, “Happy Birthday, June.” A wide grin formed on her face; happy that someone had remembered. I looked at Julie and said, “I’ll save your ‘Happy Birthday’ for tomorrow.” Julie grinned too.

Mom and Dad both piped in with ‘Happy Birthdays’ and they hugged and kissed both of them. With Mom’s head blocking Dad’s view, June looked at me and mouthed the word, “Later.” I just smiled back.

I went to bed that night wondering what ‘later’ meant. I only had an hour or so to wait to find out. I was awake waiting to see if Mom would fake another sleepwalking episode. I doubted that she’d be that blatant only one night later and with her caution about being more careful.

I was just about to drift off when I heard the carpet fibers crushing under feet at my doorway. In the silence of the night, the sound was distinct and recognizable. I opened my eyes just as a pair of lips pushed against mine. I expected to find Mom there, but it was June. She pulled back and whispered, “We need your help again.” She looked at my digital alarm clock and whispered, “You have to come now. It’s time sensitive.” I had no clue as to what she was referring to as being time sensitive but I pulled the covers off and pulled on a pair of boxer shorts. She was wearing a long tee shirt that dropped to the top of her thighs. She was pulling on my hand as we moved as silently as possible down the hall and stairway. Dad was snoring loudly as we passed their room.

June pulled me into her room and closed the door behind us. There were no locks on the bedroom doors. If this was going to be like the last time I was here in the middle of the night, I wished there was a lock on the door. The nightlight between their beds revealed that Julie was sitting in her bed naked. June stripped off her tee shirt and yanked my boxer shorts down to the floor. She giggled quietly as my dick grew quickly to bounce at a forty-five-degree angle above horizontal. I reached for my cock but June beat me to it. She pulled me by my erection between their beds and pushed me back to sit down on Julie’s bed. Julie got up on her knees and pushed her lips to mine while June started a great blow job, but she didn’t stay there long.

June pulled back and Julie swung a leg across me lap and sat down as June guided my cock to her vagina. Julie groaned hard as she let gravity drop her all the way down my shaft. I groaned too and pushed a wrist to my mouth to squelch the sound. I expected Julie to begin fucking my cock but she just sat there muttering, “Fuck. I love this cock.”

June stood and sat down beside me and said, “At eleven-fifty-eight PM, nineteen years ago, I was born and Julie was born three minutes later at twelve-oh-one AM. To celebrate, we want you to fuck us both so that we have orgasms at those times.”

I laughed and said, “You two are amazing. How do you come up with these thoughts anyway? Does this mean that I keep fucking you two until the minute I was born twenty years ago?”

Julie giggled and said, “If you can keep it going for another week without being interrupted, sure.” June laughed and had to squelch the sound with her hand. “I’ll tell you what; you do this and we’ll reciprocate at the minute of your birth twenty years ago. We’ll all be at work but I’m sure we can figure something out.” I chuckled and nodded at her proposition. Julie pulled herself up to the ridge of my knob and dropped herself down again. I cupped my hands over her tits and palmed her nipples as she muttered, “Fuck. I hope I can hold out that long.” The digital clock on their nightstand read eleven-thirty-seven. I wasn’t sure I could hold that long.

June said, “Just remember, I’m first.” She stood up on the bed and swung one leg between Julie and me and pressed her pussy to my tongue and her body pulsed hard as she dragged her clitoris over the tip of my tongue. I released Julie’s tits and grabbed June’s butt-cheeks. Julie grabbed June’s hips to assist her efforts to fuck herself up and down my shaft. I pushed a finger into June’s anus to the first knuckle and June didn’t immediately pull away from it like she had before. I guess she was expecting me to do that. June leaned forward and wrapped her arms around my head to hold me tightly to her sex. We were all breathing hard.

Julie stopped fucking me and gasped for air. She was obviously letting herself come back from her pending orgasm as she kept looking at the clock. I was glad she did so that I could push my own orgasm back. June seemed to be less concerned with the timing and she rolled into a gentle orgasm with five minutes to go. When she recovered, she slid down kaçak iddaa my body to sit between Julie and me and then pushed herself back at Julie, forcing Julie off my granite-hard cock.

Julie came around and took June’s place on my tongue as June worked to get herself on my cock. She groaned loudly as she let herself drop. She fucked herself to raise another orgasm and then stopped when it was coming on too fast. I kept Julie’s pending orgasm right there on the edge until there was only two minutes left.

June scrambled off my cock and Julie dropped herself to her bed beside me before moving into a doggy position in the middle of her bed. June moved in beside Julie and waggled her ass at me. Julie was reaching up between her legs to diddle her pussy as I moved in behind June and pushed my gooey, wet cock into her pussy. She muttered, “Fuck. Give it to me big brother.”

I gripped June’s hips and looked at the clock and started driving my hips forward and back. The stops and starts had my orgasm circling around on the periphery. I had to remind myself that I wasn’t supposed to cum with June’s orgasm. I had to leave enough time for Julie to have hers, three minutes later. We hadn’t discussed when I was allowed to cum. Julie was whimpering as she kept herself right on the edge and I assisted her by fucking her ass with two fingers.

It seemed like that last minute went on forever and June’s gasping breathes increased steadily. Her body steadily tensed. I knew she was ready to blow and when the clock turned to 11:58, I started pummeling her pussy with my cock. She released the breath that she had been holding and buried her face in Julie’s pillow and screamed as she exploded into a violent orgasm. Her pussy clenched hard on my shaft and my orgasm seemed to leap closer. I had to stop to hold it back. June’s clenching pussy was milking my cum and I groaned hard as I pulled out of her. She wasn’t done and she tried to grab my cock with her pussy. June dropped her hips to the bed and began grinding her pussy into Julie’s bed.

If history held, I could have cum in June and stayed hard to immediately begin fucking Julie, but I wouldn’t be able to cum again in three minutes. It all could have worked out unless I went soft after cumming in June’s pussy. This seemed important to the girls so I didn’t dare risk disappointing either of them.

I moved over behind Julie, who was already moaning from her own ministrations and slowly pushed my cock into Julie’s pussy. I contemplated fucking her ass but I knew I wouldn’t be able to hold off to the appointed time once I started fucking her hot tunnel. As my cock pushed to her depths, she continued diddling her clit. June was giving her the countdown as she said, “One more minute.” I couldn’t tell if Julie was ready to blow but I sure was. There was no more wondering about when I was going to cum. The answer was, as-soon-as-possible.

I watched the clock seem to hover at twelve midnight for that same long minute waiting for June’s birth-minute. Then the clock ticked over to twelve-oh-one and again, I drove my cock in and out of her. Julie groaned hard into a massive orgasm. I kept right on fucking her and her fingers slowly stopped and pulled away.

I suddenly realized that I was holding my breath when Julie pulled off my cock and both girls pushed in close and they both gripped my cock and jerked me off several strokes until I groaned out, “YYYUUNNGGGG” and cum rocketed from my cock with enough power that neither of them caught. It went right between their faces and splattered off Julies headboard. They both giggled and pushed their faces together to get a share of the remaining shots. They caught some in their mouths and then guided my cock to splatter cum off their faces and tits. They giggled with each shot and then alternated pushing their lips over my glans to collect the last few shots that just drooled out of me.

I sat back on my heels and muttered, “Holy shit. That was amazing.”

Julie pushed her face forward and licked my cock clean and collected any remaining cum from the eye. She knee-walked up close to me and pressed her cum-covered tits against my ribs and kissed me with her cum flavored lips. June did the same and said, “Thank you Dex, for properly launching us into our twentieth year. Julie giggled and nodded.

Then the upstairs toilet flushed and we froze as we listened for any evidence that someone was coming down the stairs. We heard the door to Mom and Dad’s bedroom shut and the latch click. I started breathing again and Julie snickered and said, “I guess you have to stay here with us for a little while.”

June giggled and said, “I can think of something to do while we wait.” We all snickered and they went to the bathroom to wash cum and juices from their pussies, faces and tits and then washed my gooey cock off after we all moved over to June’s bed.

We laid there looking at the ceiling waiting for Mom or Dad to get back kaçak bahis to sleep. June broke the silence when she said, “You know, I haven’t given up on you fucking my ass. You guys seem to enjoy it so much. I must be missing something.” Neither Julie nor I responded to June’s statement. There was silence again for several moments and then June said, “Maybe you can butt-fuck me when we launch you into your twenty-first year, next week.” We all giggled.

We must have all fallen asleep. I woke and wasn’t sure where I was even after looking at the digital clock to my left. I had the same clock in my bedroom. The clock read 3:18 AM. I gently lifted the girl’s hands off my flaccid dick and slowly pulled myself down the bed from between them. They stirred as I got my feet to the floor at the foot of June’s bed. I pulled on my boxer shorts and quietly exited their room. I eased up the stairs and down the hall to my room.

I laid down on my back with my hands behind my head. I hadn’t removed my boxer shorts and I could feel my flaccid dick poking through the front gap into the cool night air. It was a hot and humid night and I didn’t pull the covers over me as I laid there thinking about all that had happened this summer.

I woke to a pressure on my morning woody. The sun was close to coming up. Before I opened my eyes, I pushed my hips up against where the pressure was coming from. I moaned as I did that and a giggle was the response. It was Mom. I recognized her giggle. I opened my eyes and looked into her smiling face. The pressure was coming from her left hand gripping my cock.

She said, “What? You don’t even get under the covers anymore? You’re just goading me to come down here and jerk you off or give you a blow job?” She ran her hand down my woody and stopped. She said, “Sorry Baby. You don’t have the time. Your father is at the dining room table now.” I looked at the clock on my nightstand and groaned.

“I have to take a shower. Tell Dad to go without me. I’ll drive myself today.” Mom pulled her left hand from my cock and sniffed it. She smiled and stood up and left my room. I gripped my morning woody. It was so hard. I closed my eyes and dropped my head to my pillow and slowly stretched the skin down my shaft. This action made my cock even more sensitive than usual. I heard Dad’s car start and before he was out of the driveway, Mom was climbing across my body and pushing herself down my hard cock.

I smiled and pulled my hand back as her pussy displaced it. I opened my eyes and looked up at her grinning face. She was already thrusting her hips on and off my cock. She said, “It’s been a while since I’ve had your big cock in me.” She had stripped off her robe and she let her tits hang inches above my chin. Her nipples were hard and long and I palmed both of them as she moaned from the contact. She asked, “Do you think you can cum twice before you go to work?” I was sure that I could do that and I nodded. When I found out that she meant ‘could I cum twice in a row, I wasn’t so certain. Mom said, “Do that piston-fuck thing and cum in me and then I want you to cum in my ass. Gaawwdd, I need you in my ass.” I wasn’t so certain that I could deliver what she wanted, but I’d give it everything I could.

It was obvious that she knew exactly what she wanted from me as she lifted her weight off me and pulled half-way up my cock and waited for me to begin. I slammed my cock up hard into her and she groaned hard, “Oh my gawwddd, Baby. Yes. Fuck me with your big cock. Punish me.” She smiled down at me as she spoke. I smiled back and gripped her waist as I piston-fucked her with half of my cock. She let out a scream that warbled with my motion. I was sure that would bring the twins running and sure enough, within a minute, both girls were running down the hallway to my room.

They both stopped in my doorway watching Mom, perched above my hips as I thrashed them up and down. Mom’s eyes were closed as she concentrated on the staccato motion of my cock. She was groaning out a long series of “AHHs”. She didn’t know that we had an audience.

Both girls had pulled their long tee shirts up to their waists and were vigorously fingering themselves. They were smiling at me as I gritted my teeth and increased my pace. Mom half screamed and half groaned at the change.

My climax was rising and I was anxious to feel that sensation wash through me. I knew this was just the preliminaries. The main show for Mom was what would follow. She felt my tension growing and she looked down at me and said, “Cum for me Baby.” Then she noticed the girls masturbating in the doorway and she had an embarrassed look on her face. She motioned for them to come over by the bed. Without removing their fingers, they walked right up beside my bed. I was looking right up into their wet, bubbling pussies.

My ejaculation kind of caught me by surprise. Suddenly, I was cumming and I savored the sensation as I humped my cock all the way, deep inside her. Mom groaned out, “Oh Jesus. You cum so har…” She didn’t finish her sentence before she rocked hard into her orgasm. She was flailing around on my hips as I pumped many shots into her pussy. She reached up under the girl’s tee shirts and grabbed a tit on each of them to steady herself.

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Dylan looked at his watch as the cab pulled up to the front door of his apartment building. He was tired, a little drunk, and not in any mood to deal with anything or anyone that would get between him and his bed. It was almost five in the morning, and his shift had been particularly uneventful. His visit to one of the after-hours pubs he knew of had been equally uneventful, and so he he had resigned himself to just getting home, somehow managing to sleep and getting up the next day, ready to protect some pharmacy from the never-ending threat of junkies willing to bust through armored glass just to get their hands on a couple of hundred-thousand dollars worth of prescription drugs.

“Fuck.” he whispered to himself as he shut the door of the cab and hunched his shoulders. His head sunk down into the collar of his jacket. The cold winter wind was picking up again, and the late winter “Blahs” were starting to take hold as he’s been working nights for over two months now.

Dylan removed his key from his pocket and as quietly as he could, slid the key into the doorknob and gave it a slow turn. His roommate Tim had warned him earlier to be quiet getting home as his mom would be visiting bedava bahis and would be sleeping on the couch. Dylan heard the lock “click” and he slowly opened the door. He saw the couch along the far wall of the living room had beside it an open suitcase with what he assumed to be Tim’s mom’s clothes for her stay. The couch had an extra pillow and a blanket which was thrown over the back of the couch. Curiously, there was no one sleeping on it.

“That’s odd.” Dylan thought to himself as he quietly slipped off his shoes and tip-toed his way to his bedroom.

He crept down the hallway, passing Tim’s room and passed through his own bedroom door. He peeled off his coat, dropped it on the floor and was about to unbutton his shirt when he heard it.

“Ahhh”

Dylan froze as his eyes opened wide and then narrowed into his usual suspicious expression that he wore each night at work. He turned slightly and peered through his own open door and down the hallway which was only lit by the moonlight seeping in through his own window.

“Ahhh, Ohhh.” the voice said again.

Dylan continued to unbutton his shirt as he turned to face his door and take casino siteleri a step toward the hallway. His breath suddenly became very deep and even as he stood in the archway of his door. He listened intently to the darkness and stared at his own silhouette that formed on the floor in front of the door to Tim’s bedroom. The door was mostly shut, but he could see that it was open slightly, just under an inch.

Dylan mouthed a silent “what the fu-” as he heard the indistinct voice of a female moan and whimper.

“Oh god, yeah, that’s it.” the voice said in a raspy, high-pitched whisper.

Dylan was an analytical guy. The possible explanations for what he was hearing began racing through his head while the evidence he had seen and heard on his way to his room stacked up in his memory. He decided to put all that on hold while he walked like a ninja down the hallway and stopped right beside the door to his roommate’s room. Dylan crossed his arms, and leaned up against the wall. His face was a few inches from the doorframe as he struggled to regulate his breathing and concentrate on what his ears were telling him. Soon, he heard something else. The sound bahis siteleri of thumping.

Tim’s bed is not on a frame, Dylan remembered. It was a simple box spring with a mattress on it. As shitty as it looked, it was much better suited to keeping sex quiet than some cheap frame. He heard another muffled squeal.

Looking at his watch, Dylan realized he was home somewhat later than usual, and that lately he had been getting into the habit of waking up his girlfriend after he got off work for some private time of their own. That might explain Tim’s reasoning for inviting his own girlfriend Sara over for a night together. But the empty couch in the living room was stabbiing into Dylan’s mind like an icepick.

“This is not possible.” he thought to himself. Having never met Tim’s mom, Dylan was unable to picture what exactly might be happening behind the door he was standing beside. He was afraid to even contemplate the thought. His curiousity was starting to play on his mind. His hand reached out, and made contact with the door. He pulled his hand back, shaking his head and trying to gather his composure. At this point, he was also aware of his own cock pushing against the fabric of his trousers. Looking down, he saw a black tent bulging out of his pants. The thumping was intensifying.

“Oh Tim, yessssss!” the voice was no longer being quiet. It wasn’t a yell, but it was way beyond a whisper. Dylan’s hand came down to his fly…

To Be Continued….

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The sun warmed her skin as it climbed into the sky, Calliope sighed contently as she soaked up as much of the heat as she could. Her skin moistened from the heat and gave it a sheen. Relaxation would not come easy for the young girl as her mind raced to her sister, her lover. Their time together since Daphne had come home for spring break had been an awakening for both girls. They had discovered they were both in love with each other, and while Daphne embraced it and wanted to be with her younger sister for the rest of her life. She couldn’t believe just how much her perception of her sister had changed over just a couple of days. She couldn’t believe how happy she had been when she was with her sister. They had always been close, but this new relationship had changed that to a level she had never expected. She wriggled uncomfortably as her mind wandered to one single word she could not shake… Incest. Calliope struggled with it. ‘Incest’… the word that continued to echo in her mind. She could not, no matter how hard Daphne tried to help her get past it, she couldn’t let that word go.

I love her, I really, honestly do. But how will we ever be able to be out and open with our love? Incest is wrong, and I know it will kill mom and dad if they find out. We can never truly be together, and that breaks my heart. Her eyes began to water as she dwell on the what-ifs. Maybe I should keep my distance until she goes back to school and then I can try to move on and let her go, in that sense. Calliope wiped her eyes and picked up her phone.

Daphne stood at her window watching her beautiful sister sun bathing out by their pool. Her eyes slowly followed every curve of her young, fit body. God, she’s so sexy! I can’t wait to get her in my bed and-

“Daphne?”

“Mom!” Daphne jumped at the suddenness of her mother’s voice from across her room, “What’s up?”

“I was going to do a load of laundry, and I wanted to check if you wanted me to do your…” Her mother tilted her head questioningly.

“What?” Daphne asked.

“What’s that smell?”

“What smell?” Daphne inhaled slowly. She suddenly realized what her mom meant, she could still smell the faint scent of sex in the air.

“I-I’m not sure, it’s unusual.”

“Oh, it’s probably my perfume, I found this crazy weird scent while I was away at school.” She lied.

“I see, well, I don’t like it.” she replied matter of factually.

“Sorry, I won’t wear it at home anymore.” Daphne replied as she hurried around her room gathering clothes. She handed them to her mother with a grin.

“Thank you dear.”

“Thanks mom.”

After her mom disappeared down the hall, Daphne went back to her window to see Calliope had vanished. Damn! She sat in her chair by the window. The chair that she spilled her guts to Calliope. The chair she confessed her love for her little sister just a couple of days ago. What are we going to do? I guess I get where Cali is coming from. It IS technically incest, and I guess it’s illegal, but I do not care! I love her, I need to be with her but- Her train of thought was interrupted by her sister’s voice. Followed by another female voice that was not her mother’s. Who the hell is that? Daphne jumped out of her chair and hurried to her door, but just as she peeked down the hall, she saw her sister’s door close. Followed by laughter. Who is she with? Why didn’t she come see me?

Daphne sighed and returned to her chair. She slumped into the chair where she confessed her love for her little sister. Where Cali had accepted and reciprocated that love with a great deal of enthusiasm. The chair that has become the seat, the birthplace of their love. Soulmates, sisters and lovers. Daphne began to sob quietly. He body convulsed as sadness washed over her. They had made love several times, and spent a great deal of time together, but Calliope had questioned it time and time again. She kept throwing the word “incest” at her, which hit Daphne hard each and every time. She attempted to shake it off and just enjoy being with her little sister, but fear she might lose her just as she connected with her began to grip her tightly. Are we doing the right thing? I know my feelings are real, but why does she keep questioning it? Does she NOT love me as much as she was saying? Is she just experimenting, and is not completely serious about this? Is it already over? Daphne shook her head and took a deep breath. She heard a familiar sound coming from the hall and went to investigate it.

Daphne padded down the hall to Calliope’s door where she heard muffled voices and giggling. She continued to listen as she heard loud sighs and a few scattered moans.

“Like this?”

“Yesss… just like that.” Calliope responded to the other girl.

“You taste really good, I’m surprised it’s so good!” the first girl stated.

“Thank you Sarah, it feels really good.” Calliope panted.

Daphne turned the nob to Calliope’s room and carefully as she possibly could, and pushed it open only enough to peer in. What she observed both excited and hurt her. Calliope lay on her back, bedava bahis pinching her nipples and wriggling around as a blonde-haired girl pressed her face between Calliope’s legs, presumably performing oral sex on her. What the hell?! Why is she having sex with some girl? What happened to us? Daphne continued to watch, and soon realized her panties were getting quite wet. She subconsciously reached down and rubbed her pussy through her soaking wet underwear. She bit her lip and slid her hand inside her panties and began to rub a little quicker. Her fingers slid deftly round and round and back and forth on her slick clit.

Inside the room, Sarah slid 2 fingers in to Calliope’s pussy and began to fuck it while she licked and sucked her clit. Calliope squealed in delight and her friend worked her over with surprising expertise. Calliope reached down and laced her fingers in Sarah’s blonde hair and pulled her into her soaking wetness hard.

“Don’t stop! I-I…”

Daphne’s fingers plunged into her pussy and she drove her self to an orgasm, wanting to cum with her sister. Calliope’s back arched high off the bed as she began to climax, and Daphne’s knees buckled as she came in unison with her sister. She gasped as the climax overtook her.

“What was that?!” Sarah exclaimed as she jerked her head around toward the door, “Wasn’t the door closed before?”

Calliope still gasping for air looked toward the door and wondered if Daphne had been watching. One moment it turned her on, but at the same time she was filled with regret. Hoping she wouldn’t be hurt. Calliope sat up and grabbed a nightshirt.

“I’ll be right back” She stated as she tugged on the shirt and hurried to the door. Daphne had retreated to her room, and her chair before Calliope could see her. She paused and looked down the hall, then toward Daphne’s room. She glanced over her shoulder to see Sarah wiping her face clean of Calliope’s juices, and headed toward Daphne’s room. As she approached, she could hear Daphne quietly sobbing. Calliope felt her sorrow like a punch in the gut. She couldn’t let her sister suffer, so she entered carefully.

“Daph? You okay?”

Daphne sniffled and wiper her eyes, “I’m fine.”

“No you’re not, I can tell, and I don’t even need to see your face to know.”

“Cali, please.”

Calliope approached and sat on the window sill. Seeing her sister crying she broke down and begun crying. They sat for a few moments trying to pull themselves together, until Calliope spoke up.

“Daph? I-I’m sorry.”

“Why?”

“I mean, well…”

“Just forget it Cali. Go back to your friend.” Daphne replied with a bitter tone.

“No, I can’t, we need to talk about this.”

“No we don’t, it’s not me you want. I get it, it’s fine.”

“You don’t understand, Sarah is just a friend.” Calliope tried to explain through her tears.

“Sure looked like you’re more than friends.” Daphne snapped back.

“It’s all we are.” Sarah replied from the door.

“Sarah, no.” Calliope pleaded.

“Daphne, she’s being honest with you. I am not interested in your sister that way.”

“What are you talking about?” Daphne demanded.

“Well, I just started dating this girl I have been crushing on for years, and I wanted to have a clue what I was doing when we got intimate. I knew Calliope was gay, and I asked her to show me what to do. Sure, we got as little carried away, but it meant nothing.” Sarah explained.

“I am confused, Cali, why would you have sex with her with everything…” Daphne tried not to say too much.

“It’s okay Daph, Sarah knows.”

“I do, and I think it’s wonderful!” Sarah said wistfully.

“Shit!”

“I swear I won’t say anything to anyone. I am happy for you two.” Sarah stated as she sat on the edge of the bed. “You two are lucky to have found each other. I hope to have what you two have someday.”

“What we have?”

“I told her Daph. I told her that we are in love. I know I have been doubting this with the whole ‘incest’ thing, but-“

“No buts.” Sarah interrupted.

“I am trying to work through my issues, I promise.”

“Your ‘issues’? Do you have doubts Cali?” Daphne pried.

“No no… I just meant my hangup about you and I being incestuous.” She explained as she kneel on the floor in front of her older sister. She looked into her eyes and smiled sweetly. Daphne softened to this wonderful vision. Daphne returned her smile as best as she could.

“I just wish we could get past that word. I want to be with you, and I don’t want that word to haunt you the entire time.”

“I understand, I am trying my love.” Calliope stretched up and kissed her sister.

“You guys are so cute together!” Sarah squealed, “And hot!”

Daphne and Calliope giggled as they hugged each other tightly. Daphne kissed Calliope’s ear and whispered, “She’s right you know, we are hot together.”

A chill ran up Calliope’s spine. She pulled away and looked her older sister in her eyes, and bit her lip. She ran her hands around her sister’s casino siteleri neck and pulled her face in and kissed her passionately. Their lips parted and tongues darted out, and explored each others mouths.

Sarah slid back on the bed, pulled her shorts down and began to play with herself. “You two are so fucking hot together.”

“Oh shit, I forgot she was here.” Daphne said with a laugh.

“By all means, continue.” Sarah replied as she shoved a finger inside her pussy.

“NO problem!” Calliope replied enthusiastically, and slid down as she tugged at Daphne’s bottoms.

“Cali! I don’t know if I can do this with her here.” Daphne whispered.

“Just pretend I’m not.” Sarah replied.

Calliope pulled off Daphne’s bottoms and pushed her legs open. She looked at Daphne’s damp crotch and licked her lips. “My favorite meal!” She stated enthusiastically. She shoved her face between her sister’s legs and hungrily lips her glistening lips. Daphne gasped as her little sister’s tongue entered her and wriggled around. Daphne took her large breasts in her hands and squeezed tightly as her body filled with lust and pleasure. Meanwhile, Sarah furious rubbed her pussy while watching the sisters make love. Daphne rolled her said to the side and opened her eyes. Seeing Sarah, a beautiful young girl plunging her fingers inside herself while watching the sisters make love turned Daphne on even more and made her cum.

“Oh fuck Cali! YES!” She screamed as her body convulsed over and over. She collapsed back onto the chair and panted hard. Calliope lifted her head and looked at Sarah as she drive her self to climax as well.

“Uhhh, yes! FUCK!” Sarah squealed in delight.

“Your little friend is pretty fucking sexy Cali.” Daphne stated, her voice dripping with lust.

“Yeah, she is, but so are you sis.”

“You both are so sexy, and watching you fuck is the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.” Sarah declared.

“How about we turn up the heat?” Daphne suggested.

“What do you mean sis?”

“This.” Daphne stood and moved to the bed. She slowly crawled over Sarah and settled face to face with her. Their breath intermingled as anticipation began to build. Calliope crawled up next to them and laid next to Sarah.

“I love this idea Daph!” Calliope said as she reached out and stroked Sarah’s chest. “She has such great tits.”

Daphne smirked and lowered her face to Sarah’s chest and flicked her tongue out and lashed Sarah’s nipple. She wrapped her lips around Sarah’s nipple and sucked gently.

“Fuck that’s hot sis! I like watching you suck her nipples.” Calliope purred as she began to rub her own body. Daphne switched to Sarah’s left nipple and she reached out and grabbed Calliope’s neck and pulled her face to Sarah’s right breast. She immediately took her nipple into her mouth.

“Oh my god!” Sarah moaned.

The sisters continued to suck on Sarah’s nipples, and Daphne slid her hand down and rubbed the blonde’s wet mound. Daphne followed her hand down to place her face between Sarah’s legs.

“Come here.” Sarah whispered and pulled Calliope to her. “Sit on my face Cali.”

Calliope straddled Sarah’s face and Daphne hungrily licked her sex. Calliope began to grind on Sarah’s face. “Fuck yeah! You’re so good at that Sarah!” Daphne shoved three fingers in Sarah’s pussy and drug them against her G-spot. Calliope leaned down and shoved her tongue in with Daphne’s. The two sisters licked Sarah’s clit in unison which drove the young girl crazy.

“Oh my god! That is amazing!” She bucked hard as the first wave of her orgasm hit her. She reached up, wrapped her arms around Calliope’s thighs and pulled her pussy hard down on her face and savagely devoured it. Calliope echoed Sarah and quickly came as well. Calliope collapsed off to the side, and Daphne climbed up and laid next to Sarah. Sarah reached out and kissed Daphne, “That was…”

Calliope slid up and laid next to Sarah and kissed her shoulder, “Amazing!”

“Yeah…” Sarah agreed. The girls giggled as they exchanged kisses.

“What the hell is going on here?!”

The girls sat up and attempted to cover themselves, “Mom!” Daphne exclaimed.

“It’s not what it looks-“

“It looks like the three of you just had sex.”

“Okay, it is what it looks-“

“Shut up Cali.” Daphne grumbled.

“Tell me I am not seeing what I am seeing.”

“We can’t.” Daphne replied as she stood and pulled on a t shirt. “Mom, listen to me.”

“Make it quick young lady.”

“Calliope and I are in love. We’ve talked at length, and we both feel the same way.”

“In love?! That’s not possible!”

“Why not?” Calliope asked.

“That… that’s incest! That’s illegal!”

“But why? Daph and I love each other and-“

“Of course you do, you’re sisters. But this…” She gestured at the bed, “This is wrong.”

“Mom, as I said, Cali and I are in love. We know the pitfalls and we’re willing to risk it.”

Cali dipped her head and swallowed hard, Sarah noticed but kept quiet.

“Okay, bahis siteleri you’re ‘in love’, but what the hell is going on here… with Sarah?”

“She was curious what it was like to be with another girl, and things got a little out of hand.” Calliope explained.

“This is not going well.” Daphne muttered.

Their mother stepped in the room, “Wait, so THAT is what I smelled earlier, not perfume, but sex!” she declared angrily as she sat down at Daphne’s make up table. The girls fell silent, waiting for their mother to yell at the once again. Sarah broke the silence first, “I should go.” she slid off the bed and searched for her clothes. As she got dressed, she raced from the room. “Call you later Cali!”

“Sure.” she replied.

“Girls, please… tell me how this happened.”

“What do you mean?” Calliope replied as she got dressed.

“This, how did you fall… hrmph… in love?”

Daphne sat across from her in the chair she sat in to draw Calliope. “Mom, you know Cali and I have always been super close.”

“Of course, your father and I were thrilled about how well you got along.”

“Well, while I’ve been away at school, I have been thinking about it. Calliope is on my mind constantly. Not just in a missing family way, but a romantic, and longingly way.”

“Same, I knew things between us were more than just sisters.” Calliope added.

“But you ARE sisters, how do you not understand how wrong this is?!”

“Mom,” Daphne approached and sat on the floor at her feet. “I need you to understand something. Calliope and I are in love.”

“You said that.”

“We know what incest is…”

Calliope shifted uncomfortably.

“We don’t care. Why should love, true love be illegal?”

“Sweetie, I don’t know, it just is. You’re blood related, this should not be going on. It’s just wrong… morally.”

“Morally? Come on mom.”

“Don’t Daphne.” Their mother rose to her feet and looked to Calliope, “Your sister is obviously uncomfortable, maybe she’s not completely okay with this.”

“What?” Daphne turned her attention to her younger sister, “Cali?”

Calliope shifted again, and shrugged.

“Cali?!”

“You see? I’m beginning to think you coerced her into all this.”

“Never!”

“Mom, please. I do love Daphne. Please to confuse the subject.” Calliope pleaded.

“Confuse the subject?” She sighed and sat back down. “Honey, Daphne is your older sister, I know you look up to her, do you think it’s possible that she influenced you into having… sex with her?”

“No!”

“Mom, I respect Cali way too much to try and seduce or influence her. She’s my best friend.” Daphne explained.

Calliope moved to sit next to Daphne on the floor at their mother’s feet. “Mom,” Cali kissed Daphne on the cheek, “I love her, I really do.”

“Stop that!” She scolded her younger daughter.

“Mom…” Daphne blushed.

“Yes dear?”

“You really are beautiful.”

“Yeah, you are mom.”

“Stop girls! You’re not dragging me down with you.” she shook her head in disgust.

“Dragging you down? Mom, we’re just stating a fact.” Daphne explained.

The three women sat silently for a few moments. Their mother disgusted, angry and slightly curious, her daughters are exceptionally beautiful after all. She really is sexy, I guess I never noticed before, but mom is a hotty! Daphne smiled and bit her lip. I never realized just how much Daphne looks like mom, beautiful. Calliope thought to her self before being interrupted by her mom.

“Okay girls, please tell me this is over.”

“No, I can’t do that. I will not stop loving Cali, I can’t deny how I feel, no matter what you or the law says. She’s the love of my life.”

“Calliope, what do you feel for your sister?”

“I-” Calliope shifted a little closer to Daphne, “I do love her, I feel… so different when I am with her. I can’t explain it. It’s like excitement, fear, comfort and uncertainty.”

Daphne looked longingly at her younger sister, “Do you mean that? Fear and uncertainty?”

“Yeah, but in a good way.”

“Girls!”

“I mean, I worry about what will happen if we come out as a couple, and …”

“That will never happen, it’s just not possible.”

“Mom!”

“Daphne, please, let me continue.” She took a deep breath, “Okay, here it is. I see how you two look at each other, and just listening to you tells me a great deal of what’s going on here.”

“And?” Daphne pried.

“And… It IS obvious you are in love, or at least very much infatuated with the thought of being in love.”

“That’s what we’ve been saying.” Calliope stated.

“You have to understand something girls, people will not like this. They will not understand.”

“So?” Daphne replied angrily.

“So… The legal issues could surface when people find out.”

“Legal issues? How can there be any charges if they don’t know if we’re having sex?” Daphne replied.

“I’m just concerned and I want you to understand everything that comes from being out.” She stood, pushed the chair aside and sat on the floor with the girls and smiled sweetly. “Now, if you want to keep your activities at home, I suppose I can be okay with it. Plus it will be much safer.” She smiled and held out her arms. The girls both smiled and hugged their mother tightly.

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All characters in this story are 18+ years of age

****

I watched as my 20-year-old sister trudged into the kitchen, grunting a greeting and grabbing a bowl before sitting down opposite me. Julie was tall at 5’8″, with thick, wavy brown hair that came to her shoulders.

“Good morning to you too, sister dearest,” I replied jovially as Julie poured some cereal into her bowl.

Julie snorted. “Right. Why are you even up this early? It’s not like you do anything all day anyway. Might as well sleep in.”

It was true. I had just finished my last year of high school and was spending my summer enjoying life at home while Julie took summer courses at the local community college to finish up some prerequisites.

“The early bird gets the worm, as I’m sure they’ve taught you in your philosophy classes,” I replied.

“Wow. Profound. You should really teach the course,” Julie said, then began to eat her cereal.

We continued to eat in silence, until Julie finished and got up to get ready for school. I watched admiringly as the real reason I got up so early revealed itself. As Julie bent over to put her bowl in the dishwasher, the oversized shirt that she wore rode up and gave me a wonderful view of her panty-clad ass. Today she wore a thin, tight pair of pink boyshorts. Such images had plagued me with guilt throughout high school, but I’d eventually accepted that my sister was simply incredibly hot and now eagerly awaited these glimpses.

What had finally broken my defenses was when one morning Julie walked in wearing a tank top and a lacy black thong. The top hadn’t even reached the panties, giving me an amazing view of her tight ass as she walked around the kitchen. Somehow she didn’t seem to realize that what she was wearing was wildly inappropriate, even if only I would be seeing her. I guess she just always assumed that, as her brother, I wouldn’t think anything of it. On the contrary, since that day I’ve rarely thought about anybody else but my sister as I masturbate.

As soon as Julie had left for her classes I went upstairs for the second part of my morning ritual. I let myself into Julie’s room and fished through her laundry hamper until I found the boyshorts she’d just been wearing. I brought them to my face as I stripped my pants off and inhaled her scent, then wrapped them around my already hard cock, lying down on Julie’s bed and began to stroke. Thoughts of my sister’s ass and tits dominated my mind as I masturbated, and soon I was cumming hard into the crotch of her panties, which I then replaced in her hamper with the rest of the pairs I’d soiled this week.

****

I spent the rest of the day mucking about on my computer and watching TV. When Julie and our parents returned from school and work we ate dinner together, after which Julie asked if anybody wanted to watch a movie. Both of our parents declined, but I accepted.

“Great. You find something, I’m just gonna have a shower and then I’ll be back down,” she said, then headed upstairs.

She came back down as I was deciding between two movies, with wet hair and her usual pyjamas. Tonight they consisted of a shirt that had probably been overlarge a couple years ago before she shot up four inches, but was now only a bit too big. A pair of red bikini panties poked out beneath the shirt, which I quickly noted before focusing back on the TV.

“Comedy or action?” I asked.

“Action,” Julie decided after a moment’s thought. I nodded, then set the movie to play. She sat down with her back against an arm of the couch I was sitting on, stretching her legs and placing them in my lap.

The movie was pretty mindless, which was good, since I was balancing my concentration between that and keeping down an erection she’d be able to feel for most of it. I had a pretty good view of her her panties from this angle, and I spent a good part of the movie thinking about how I’d be using them tomorrow morning.

After it ended we both headed upstairs to go to bed. I managed to stay a couple steps behind Julie, giving me a great view of her butt bouncing as she walked up the steps.

****

The next morning found me once again on bahis siteleri Julie’s bed, her red panties from last night wrapped around my cock. My eyes were closed, imagining pulling her panties aside and fucking her over the kitchen table. I’d gotten quite the eyeful this morning to fuel my fantasy.

“What the fuck?” I suddenly heard my sister shout. My eyes shot open. “What the fuck are you doing in my bed? Are those… Are those my panties?”

Julie stood in the doorway, a look of utter shock on her face as she stared at me.

“Julie! What-” I managed to gasp, and then I came. It was the most intense orgasm of my life up until that point. It must have lasted almost fifteen seconds, which I spent with my mouth hanging open, looking at my sister’s face, unloading huge amounts of cum into the red cloth around my cock.

“What- what are you doing here?” I stuttered dumbly after the orgasm subsided.

“I forgot my phone. But I think I should be the one asking that question, don’t you?”

I tried to think of something – anything – to say that could make this situation any better, and came up with nothing. I looked down in shame.

“Y’know what, I’m late for class,” Julie said exasperatedly. “This is really weird, but I gotta go. We’ll talk about whatever this is when I get back.” She picked her phone up from her dresser and walked back out the door, looking over her shoulder at me as she left with a confused look on her face.

I fell back onto her bed, hand leaving my dick, which had remained hard throughout the encounter. “Fuck. Fuck fuck fuck,” I thought. I knew Julie only had one class today, which meant she’d be back in a couple hours. I had no idea what I’d say to her, and what’s worse, all I could think of at that moment was masturbating again. I looked at the panties, which were essentially just one giant cumstain at this point. Not really knowing what to do with them, I threw them back into her hamper.

I decided to take care of my erection first, as so much adrenaline was pumping through me that I could hardly think. When I still wasn’t able to cum after twenty minutes, I decided that my situation couldn’t get any worse and opened Julie’s panty drawer. I fished out a pair of pale pink panties I didn’t think she’d notice missing,then began to stroke them against my cock. I didn’t cum nearly as much as I had earlier, but it was still a sizeable load, and it shared some of the intensity of before. I hid this pair in a drawer in my room, got dressed, then sat down to wait.

****

A couple of hours later I heard my sister come in and head to her room. After a few minutes of silence, she called for me.

“Justin? Could you come here?”

Heart pounding, I slowly left my room and walked to her doorway. I glanced at her, then down at the floor. I couldn’t hold her gaze.

“You wanna explain this?” she asked, voice neutral, and pointed at something on her bed. I realized she’d fished out all the panties she’d worn this week and laid them out on her bed, even the still damp red ones from this morning.

“I dunno,” I mumbled with a shrug. “I just… like panties, I guess.” I hoped I could convince her that it was solely a panty fetish, without her realizing how much of a role she played in my fantasies.

She nodded slightly, seeming to find this explanation reasonable. “How long have you been… using mine?”

“Uh, a little bit after you left for college. A while now,” I replied.

“Wow. I’m surprised I never noticed.”

“Well I’d only ever use them once so they didn’t stain. When you were gone I’d hide a bunch of them and wash them all at once when mom and dad were gone, and now I just use the ones you throw in the hamper so they always get washed.” The words tumbled out, and at least part of my secret guilt was laid bare to my sister. “You’re not gonna tell mom and dad are you?” I asked, worried.

“No,” she reassured me, “but you have to promise me you won’t use my panties anymore. It just feels… weird to me.”

“Yeah, I get it, I know it’s fucked up,” I said. “And I’m sorry about all of this.”

She gave me a small smile. “I’ll survive, canlı bahis siteleri I’m sure.” She stood up and threw the panties on her bed into the hamper, except for the red ones. “I think these ones are ruined,” she said with a wry smile. “I guess this morning was unusual?”

“Yeah, that doesn’t usually happen,” I said, embarrassed. Honestly I was surprised she was keeping the other ones, but then again, she’d have to throw out most of her collection to get rid of every pair I’d used.

I turned to leave, disappointed that my fun was over, but happy that my parents wouldn’t be hearing any reasons to kick me out of the house.

****

The next week was rough. Though my sister acted as if nothing had changed, continuing to give me little peeks of her panties every morning, I apparently depended on those panties being there physically to get me off. After a week Julie noticed.

“What’s up?” she asked as we ate breakfast. “You’ve been down the past couple days.”

“It’s nothing,” I muttered, and shoved a spoonful of cereal into my mouth.

“Bull. Is it something about… y’know.” When I just looked at her she continued. “Last week?”

I sighed. “It’s just, I can’t… get off… without panties, apparently. I didn’t even realize that until this week.”

Julie was silent for a moment, then started to speak. “This is gonna sound really weird, but could you, I dunno, use mom’s panties?”

“I dunno, that might be kinda weird,” I said without thinking.

“Weirder than using your sister’s panties?” She looked confused.

“No, you’re right. I think I will try hers. Thanks for the idea, sis.”

She nodded, still looking slightly suspicious, then stood up. “I’ve gotta go. Good luck with your thing.”

“Hah. Thanks,” I said as she bent down to put her bowl away. She bent down all the way, her shirt riding up more than usual, giving me a completely unobstructed view of her ass covered in a white thong. I groaned internally, knowing I wouldn’t be able to do anything about the erection straining my shorts.

“Unless!” she said suddenly, quickly spinning around where she stood. I flicked my eyes up to meet hers.

“Unless what?” I asked.

“Unless… they have to be mine?”

“What? No, of course not, I’m sure mom’s will work,” I stammered in protest.

“So you weren’t just staring at my ass?”

My shoulders slumped, defeated.

“I’m right, aren’t I?” She didn’t sound mad, though. More triumphant. “Do you think of me when you do it?”

All I could do was nod slowly. I glanced up at her. She looked thoughtful. After a few seconds she said “follow me,” turned around and left the kitchen.

Confused, I got up and walked after her. I followed her up the stairs and into her room, where she walked to her hamper and pulled something out. Two things, I saw as she turned around. A white cotton pair of panties and a blue and white polka-dotted pair. “Which ones?” she asked, holding them up.

“Really?” I asked incredulously.

“Really,” she replied. “But… only if I get to watch.”

My eyes widened. “Seriously? I mean, yeah, of course!”

“So, which ones?” she repeated.

“The polka-dots,” I said as I undid my belt, aching to start. Julie held out her hand and I took them from her. I pulled my shorts down and wrapped the piece of cloth around my cock, sitting down on her bed. I moaned softly at the contact and began to massage my cock. Julie seemed a bit surprised at my eagerness, but didn’t say anything as she sat down next to me.

“So,” I grunted, “why the change of heart? Didn’t you say it was weird?” I asked. “Not that I’m complaining,” I hastily added.

Julie blushed and said, “Well, I couldn’t get it out of my head, watching you cum in my panties like that. I thought I was disgusted for a bit, but after a while I realized that it had really turned me on somehow. I actually kept that ruined pair of panties,” she admitted, blushing harder.

I groaned. My sister was turned on by watching me cum into her panties. It was a dream come true. I couldn’t believe it.

We sat in silence for a while, me stroking güvenilir bahis and Julie watching, before Julie asked me, “When did you start thinking about me like that?”

“Pretty much forever, since you never wore pants around the house,” I answered. “But I always felt so guilty so I didn’t masturbate to you for a long time.” I grunted, feeling myself nearing orgasm. “You were wearing a black thong. And a tank top. Didn’t cover anything. Hottest thing I’d seen in my life.”

I gasped and began to cum. I looked at Julie as she watched my semen stain her panties, spreading as I came a weeks worth of jizz.

“Wow,” Julie said. “That was awesome. Almost as much as last time.”

“Yeah, I guess you bring out the best in me,” I joked. “Or just a lot of the worst.” I felt amazing. After a week of denial I had gotten release in the best possible way, better than I ever could have hoped. “What should I do with these?” I asked, holding up the soaked panties.

“I’ll take them.” She reached out and grabbed them, then glanced down. “You’re still hard,” she noted.

“I guess that’s what happens after a week of not being able to cum,” I said.

“Shit!” Julie said suddenly. “I totally have class today. Goddammit!” I started to laugh. “Shut up! And get out, I need to change.”

****

The next morning when Julie walked into the kitchen my jaw dropped. She was wearing a tightly fitted tank top and that same lacy black thong that had first broken my resolve.

“Holy shit,” I said, cock stiffening in my boxers.

“Morning,” Julie said, smiling at me. She opened the fridge and bent over, sticking her ass out while she reached for an apple. She took a bite, then said, “No class today.”

“Oh yeah?” I said, voice shaking.

“Yeah. Professor’s sick or something. Just got the email. So I was thinking…”

“What?” I asked when she didn’t go on.

“We never got to finish up yesterday.”

“I guess not,” I agreed.

“It’s too bad about your whole no cumming without panties thing-” she started, before I interrupted.

“That shouldn’t be a problem.”

“Well, I was gonna say you could use these,” she said, gesturing towards the thong she wore as she walked over to where I was sitting.

“Oh,” was all I could say. I stood and faced her, dropping my boxers to the floor, my erect cock pointing to the ceiling.

Julie grasped my cock and slipped it in between her legs. The thong rubbed the top of my penis while her legs created friction for an incredible sensation. I grasped her hips and pulled her towards me, gently thrusting my cock in and out between her legs. She reached behind her and began to massage the head as it exited under her ass.

I grasped her shirt and looked at her inquisitively. She nodded, and I pulled it up over her head, revealing her gorgeous breasts. A bit more than a handful, they had small pink nipples and quarter-sized areola.

“Bend over the table,” I told her. She raised her eyebrows, then did as I asked. One hand reached down into her panties and began to circle. I enjoyed the view of my sister masturbating for a few seconds, then reached over and pulled up the thin strip of fabric covering her asscrack to reveal her asshole and the bottom of her pussy. I placed my dick under the fabric and let go, allowing it to be trapped between her cheeks and the fabric, then started to thrust. My hands reached around and found her tits, which I began to gently massage, pinching her nipples. She seemed to enjoy this and started to squirm. After a minute or so she began to shake, moaning as she came. When she was done cumming she removed her hand from her panties and reached around, pressing my cock into her asscrack.

“Julie, I’m about to cum,” I said.

“Do it,” she replied, hand still against my cock. My orgasm began and a jet of cum shot onto her asshole, then I pulled out from under the fabric and began to jack myself off. I rubbed my cock over the thong as I came, covering the thin bits of cloth separating my dick from Julie’s cunt with my cum, as well as her ass and the tops of her legs.

Julie settled down on the table and looked back at me with a smile. “I thought you said you didn’t usually cum that much.”

“I don’t, usually,” I said.

“And do you always stay hard?”

“Nope, that’s also you.”

“Well, since it’s my fault, I guess I’d better do something about it, shouldn’t I?”

I grinned. This was gonna be a good summer.

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Attention: This story is not real; it is fictional. You need to be eighteen years of age or older to read this story. Any resemblance to people alive or dead is only coincidental. If you are not or if you don’t like sexual themed stories please stop reading this story now! Please go to a different web site.

Characters: These are the characters in my story. I will now describe them for you.

Amber is a twenty-year-old white female. Her skin is olive in color. She is five feet ten inches tall and is 125 pounds. She has straight, fiery, dark-brown hair that goes all the way down to her ass and has sparkly jade-green eyes. She has very long arms and legs. Her ass is soft, firm, small and shaped like a heart. Her pussy is tight and shaved bald and with a large and long clit. Her breasts are large, soft and firm with large nipples and areolas. Her stats are 36D+/24/32.

Ashley is an eighteen-year-old white female. Her skin is olive in color. She is five feet eight inches tall and is 115 pounds. She has straight, dark-brown hair that goes to the middle of her back and has sparkly light-green eyes. She has long arms and legs. Her ass is small, firm, soft and round. Her pussy is tight and trimmed short around top with a medium length and size clit. Her breasts are medium-size, soft, and firm with medium nipples and areolas. Her stats are 35C-/26/32.

History: Ashley and I are sisters. It is summertime before we go to collage in the fall. I am going to the local collage and will be a junior there. Ashley, my little sister, is getting ready to start at same collage as I am in and will be a freshman. We are living with our parents while we go to collage.

Story: I am setting at my desk in my bedroom surfing the net. I look at many different sites when I come across an erotic story site. I look at several stories until I come across a story about two sisters that have Lesbian sex with each other. I really enjoy the story and all the other different stories I did read. The stories make me think about my sister in a way I have never done before. I decide I am going to try to have a Lesbian sex with her. I then think about it being incest a lot but decide to do it anyway. I read several more stories about Lesbian incest between sisters. I get several ideas about what I can do to her. I leave that site after I am finished reading stories there. I shut the computer down and turn it off.

After reading, all those hot stories I lay down on my bed. I rise up my black leather skirt and pull down my black silk see-through low-cut panties. I put my hand down to my pussy inserting a finger into it. I gather up all the hot juices that are already there with my finger. I bring it to my mouth and lick it all off. I put my hand back down to my pussy. I think about my sister and how hot she is nude while I am fingering myself. Since we both are females, I have seen her nude several times. I put my finger back into my pussy fingering myself. I pump my finger in and out of my pussy going very fast. I touch my clit with my finger caressing it a little bit. I then insert illegal bahis a second finger into my cunt. I roll my clit with my two fingers making me very aroused. I pump them in and out of it, building and building my orgasm. I keep it up until I explode with a very intense orgasm. It is the best one I have had in a long time. I get up and clean myself up. Then I pull up my panties. Then I lower and straighten my skirt. I also have on a matching bra to my panties and a dark-blue silk tank top blouse that stops at my belly button.

I walk down stairs to the living room and set down on the sofa next to my little sister. She has on a low-cut, tight, light-pink, silk, tights; a white, tight, silk, short, sleeve, button-up, blouse and white, tight, silk, bikini, panty and bra set. “Hi sis. What are you watching”?

“I am watching a very hot movie on Showtime.”

“Lets watch it together.”

“OK, Whatever.”

About a half hour later, our parents come into the room. They tell us your dad and I want to get away by ourselves for the weekend. We are going to the vacation home. The two of you need to be good while you are here by yourselves. Our parents take one bag each and put them in the car. They start the car and drive away.

“What should we do while our parents are gone,” she says.

“Well there is something I have been thinking a lot about lately. What it is about is you, sis. What I am talking about is I want you.”

“That would be incest and lesbianism and I won’t do ether.”

“Please sis. I think you are so sexy and hot. I want you so much. I love you, sis.”

“Well I will think about it.”

“Thank you, sis.”

She gets up and walks to her room going inside it. I get up and go to the kitchen. I eat a snack and then go back into the living room to continue watching TV. In her room, Ashley sets down on her bed thinking about what I said to her. She is thinking about it so much that she doesn’t know that she is putting her hand down her tights and starts to finger herself. She thinks about me and about what we could do to each other. Her hand keeps going faster and faster. She then realizes what she is doing to herself. Her thinking about me is making her very hot. Therefore, she finishes herself off making herself have a fantastic orgasm. It makes her really hot and warm all over about me. She decides to do it with me. She starts to finger herself again. She thinks about me and how sexy, hot and beautiful I am. She pictures me nude and thinks about the times she has saw me. She makes herself cum again. She makes herself pass out from the joy of it. She then wakes up when she hears a knock on her door.

I watched TV for a couple of hours and I haven’t heard anything from my sister. Therefore, I walk to her room and knock on the door. “Sis are you ok? I haven’t heard anything from you in a while. Please answer me.”

“I am ok, big sis. I have been thinking. I have decided that I like the idea of being with you. I want to have lesbian incest with you.”

“That is great. casino siteleri Can I come in your room?”

“Yes, come on in.”

I open the door and walk inside her room. I go over to her and set down beside her on the bed. “I won’t make you do anything. So if you want to stop tell me and I will. I promise.”

“Ok.”

I lean over to her and kiss her on the lips. We then stick our tongues into each other, French kissing one another. We continue to kiss for several minutes for what seems like hours. I stop and pull away from her. “Did you enjoy kissing me? I really enjoyed kissing you.”

“That was great I like it. That was my first time kissing another girl.”

“It was mine too. I love you, sis.”

“I love you too, big sis.”

I reach over to her blouse, unbutton it and pull it off. I throw it on the floor. I then take off her bra putting it also on the floor. I push down on the bed and take off her shoes and socks. I continue to take off her tights and panties. Now she is nude lying on the bed. “Set up on the bed and I will give you a strip show.”

She sits up and watches me. I seductively dance and pull my blouse up over my head. Next, I kick off my shoes and undo my skirt. I let it fall to the floor and step out of it. Now I am standing there in front of my little sister only wearing a bra and panties. By the look on my sister’s face, she is really enjoying the show. I continue to dance seductively while I take off my bra and then my panties. Now I am completely nude in front of my sister. “Did you like that?”

“It was wonderful. Come over here where we can play.”

I walk over to her and sit back down on the bed next to her. “Sis, you are very beautiful. I want you so much.”

“I think you are beautiful too. I like the idea of you wanting me. I want you to eat me out.”

“Ok, I will.”

I stand up and let her scoot to the edge of the bed. She spreads her legs apart. I get down between her legs and put my face right next to her beautiful wet pussy. I lightly lick my tongue across the outer folds of her pussy. Ashley lets out a soft moan of excitement. She pushes her pussy closer to my face wanting me to go deeper. I push my tongue just inside her pussy lips and lick around the inside of her. I go a little deeper, the more she moans in excitement. I put my tongue into her as far as it can go. I eat out her pussy making her increasingly excited. I then suck on her clit and that makes her explode with an intense orgasm. She cums all over my face and her bed. I lick up as much cum as I can.

“Sis, you made me feel wonderful. I love you,” says Ashley.

“Honey, I love you so very much. You taste great. I want to do more to you.”

“OK. You can do anything you want to me.”

“GOOD!”

I go get a towel out of the bathroom and clean Ashley and most of the mess on the bed. I ask her to scoot up the bed to where I can lay down on top of her. She does what I tell her to do. I lie down on top and put my mouth on her right breast sucking on it. poker siteleri I put my hand on her left breast caressing it. I caress all of it and pinching her nipple. I continue to feel her breast making her nipple hard. I suck on the right one until it is hard. I then bite that nipple making it harder. I continue to suck and caress them until she starts to cum again, from me playing with her wonderful breasts. I pull away from her and go up to her lips. I bring my lips to hers and kiss her full sweet lips. We kiss for a long time. I then push my tongue into her mouth battling with her tongue. We French kiss each other for a long time.

I go up farther on her body and put my pussy on her mouth. She licks across my pussy lips as I did to her. She pushes her tongue into my pussy licking all around the inside of it. She eats and licks my pussy for a long time. It makes me go crazy with passion. I love it so much. I push my pussy closer to her lips trying to get her to go deeper. She then sucks on my clit making me have the best orgasm I have ever had in my life. I lay down on the bed and we rested for a long time.

Ashley gets over on top of me and put her lips on my right nipple. She sucks hard on my breast. She bits down on my nipple making me cry with pain and makes the nipple get hard. Ashley puts her hand on my other breast caressing it. She rolls my nipple between her finger and thumb. She then pinches my nipple very hard. My sister keeps on playing with them for a long time. A few minutes later, she makes me have another orgasm but this one was a small one. “Ashley, I will be right back. I want to get something out of my room that will give us a lot more pleasure.”

“OK, Big sis. I will wait right here.”

I get up off the bed and go to my bedroom. I get in one of my dresser drawers and get out my vibrator. It is twelve inches long by 2 inches wide. I walk out of my room and back to my little sis’ room. When my sis sees it her mouth opens wide.

“Wow, that is huge!”

“We can use it on each other, if you want too.”

“Sure, I would love too.”

I walk over to the bed and get back on it. I turn on the vibrator and put it on my sister’s pussy lips. I push it into her a little at a time until it is all the way inside her. I push and pull it in and out of her wet pussy, going faster and faster. I stop just for a second to turn the vibrator on high and continue to pump it in and out of her. She is really enjoying it a lot. She is starting to have an orgasm. It makes her explode with a very intense orgasm. When she calms down she says “I loved it. Now, please let me do that to you?”

“Sure ok.”

I lie down on the bed and give her the vibrator. My sister puts it on my pussy lips. She pushes it into my pussy a little at a time until it is all the way inside me. She pushes and pulls it in and out of my wet pussy, going faster and faster. I am really enjoying it a lot. It makes me explode with a very intense orgasm. I calm down after several minutes.

Afterwards, we say I love you to each other and say we want to do this on a regular basis. We both agree to continue our new relationship. We go into the bathroom and take a shower together. Later we get out and dry each other off. We both then get dressed and we go shopping together at the mall. The End?

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This story is continued from a previous chapter.

When I woke up and I was already late for work. But fuck it, I owned the company and it was Friday. The other guys at the office probably got more done without me there anyway. I felt no compulsion to hurry.

I dragged myself into the bathroom. I left the door unlocked as I showered but Ashley didn’t let herself in this morning, she was already gone. My girl was gone too; not surprising though as she was rarely still home at this late hour on weekdays. Both the girls waitressed, but Kay had to be in a lot earlier. Although I liked to see one or both of them before heading out to work, I didn’t mind having the apartment to myself today.

I still hadn’t spoken with Ashley since we’d…..what? Become lovers? Had sex? Hooked up? For some reason my mind needed to classify everything logically. Apparently I’d never properly determined what a single hand job qualified as. I cursed myself for wasting time thinking about it when I still had much more important things to work out.

She was my girlfriend’s sister. We lived together. We’d grown closer over the last few years, closer than was appropriate. We took it too far a couple of nights ago after my girlfriend Kay had gone to bed. Ashley had caught me perving out during what was supposed to be a back massage; but instead of freaking out and having me arrested, her reaction was to grab my cock and finish me off on her face.

Wow, it was fantastic but now things were a mess. I’m sure Ashley was terribly upset and she had zero emotional stability to begin with. Who knows what her reaction to this was going to be. She’d probably move out, I’d have to confess to Kay and she’d leave me too.

Kay.

What was I going to do about Kay? Ashley and I knew we had unspoken sexual desires for one another, but they were always just that, unspoken. I’m sure Kay never suspected anything of the sort. While she tolerated and even encouraged our affection for one another, that obviously didn’t extend to hand jobs and facials.

We’d breached the trust of one of the most generous people I knew. How could I explain my infidelity and reconcile with my long time girlfriend? I loved Kay. I loved Ash. I loved them both.

It would have been so much better for everyone involved if we’d kept it all proper. Well, that was the voice of morality talking; my libido couldn’t have been happier crossing that line. Damn me for allowing sex drive to trump higher reason; I should have been stronger. Prior to all this I had convinced myself I was stronger, but it turns out I was just another degenerate who couldn’t keep it in his shorts.

The shower water was running rather cold by this time. I’d lost myself in thought again.

“Go to work, Top” I said aloud referring to myself by nickname.

My parents had named me Topher. I don’t know; I guess I didn’t think much of the name. It was alright but I far preferred the abbreviated version Top. Not pronounced “Toph”, just “Top”. Rhymes with mop. It was unusual, but Top had stuck and I’d gone by it since I was a kid. It rolled off my tongue without a thought.

Eventually, I did go to work and I struggled through another day. I got home and discovered Kay had been screwed out of another big money Friday night shift at the restaurant. She was home and her friend Laura was over as well. Normally, three or more of us in the same room early on a Friday evening would have evolved into a night out with the gang at the bars. But tonight I guess no one was motivated enough to pick up the phone and we ended up just hanging on the couch watching some movies.

It got to be about 10 or maybe a bit after, the three of us were still watching the TV when I heard footsteps coming up the stairwell. It sounded like 2 people talking as they ascended. The apartment door opened and now I could definitely tell there were two people coming in. One of them was Ashley and a male voice. They came down the hallway a few steps and appeared together in the entrance to the TV room.

“Hi Ash” Kay greeted her sister.

“Hey there Ashley. I haven’t seen you in a while”, Laura said excitedly as she ran over for a hug. Laura was Kay’s friend, but I guess she knew Ash as well. “Aren’t you going to introduce us to your friend?”

“Hi, I’m Dom” the kid said, introducing himself. Dom was a rather tall guy. I usually don’t really notice how tall other guys were, but he must have been about 6 foot 3 inches.

“I’m Laura. What are you two up two?” she said in her upbeat, overly happy voice cutting Kay and I off from introducing ourselves. That’s just how Laura was, absorbed with herself and what she was doing. She was pretty much oblivious to the slight.

I can’t say I mined the inadvertent rudeness, though; it gave me an excuse not to talk to this shit head. I’d seen him before somewhere, I was pretty sure he worked at the restaurant with Ashley. That would make sense, as Ashley would have just gotten off work canlı bahis and had already managed to find a guy to bring home with her.

I had already decided he was a pretty boy gym-rat. He had some sort of European accent and the machismo that he was trying to pull off was downright offensive. We’d never intentionally hang out or find one another amusing in any fashion. This guy was a toad.

But mostly I didn’t like him because she was going to let him fuck her.

To be frank, Ashley had been around the block a few times. Hell, I’d watched her go around the block. I would never call her a slut; more like desperate to find someone – and she was always willing to give the next guy a chance to be the one. She’d bring them home and I’d be forced to witness some random loser getting lucky with Ash.

I was always jealous. I did so much for her: I’d shown her a thousand kindnesses, kept her safe from any sort of harm, gave her the male attention she craved. I had basically filled in as her boyfriend between each of her failed attempts at a relationship. More or less, I was her boyfriend when it was convenient. The real travesty was, I never got the sex. I figured it wasn’t fair that all these other guys got to nail her and I had to endure.

This time it was different.

I couldn’t exactly spell it out to her with words at the moment, especially with my girlfriend Kay right there, but I wasn’t about to let Ash be with any other man ever again. The snag was that even if I could have talked to her right then, Ash and I still had this gigantic, unresolved moral dilemma between us. We still hadn’t spoken a peep since I came all over her face two nights ago.

This predicament was just so fucked up.

I needed to do something fast. I had about 5, maybe 10, minutes before she’d disappear with shit head into her bedroom.

Kay and Laura were right there, so I couldn’t say what I wanted to without revealing everything. I was effectively muzzled. No matter, words were not my strong suit and I decided I didn’t need them anyway. As Laura bantered on with the small talk incessantly, I managed to get Ashley’s attention. I gave her a look, speaking through expression: ‘What the hell are you doing?’ I was trying to convey how crushed I was that she was doing this and my extreme disapproval.

She looked confused. Didn’t she realize that I loved her? How could she ignore the sex play we’d just shared not 48 hours ago? Surely that changed everything between us.

It seemed an eternity passed. I feared the worst; that she might completely disregard me and carry through with her intentions to screw pretty boy Dom there.

‘Ashley, I want you to be all mine’, I communicated as best I could with expressions.

I could hear silly Laura, Kay and Dom prattling on but they may as well have been a thousand miles away. All that mattered right then was Ashley.

‘Please don’t do this’.

Finally, she understood. Her face softened. She accepted. At that moment, I knew that she loved me and was mine forever.

I smiled and let her know that I loved her, even if I couldn’t vocalize it yet.

It may go down as one of the most fucked up “awwww” moments ever. My future wife was right there in the room while I pantomimed some sort of courtship with her older sister – who had only paused to say hi on her way to bang some other guy. Not exactly a fairy tale script.

I was ecstatic though. I felt we’d managed to get around a giant obstacle between us. Not too bad for a couple of facial expressions. Not that everything was solved, far from it; but I’d settled enough to prevent the immediate disaster.

We locked our gaze for a few moments as lovers would. I didn’t care if Kay noticed; it’s not as if she didn’t know I cared for Ash. Maybe it was too intense and lasted a bit longer than friends would have shared, but I doubted Kay could have picked up on all that. I just don’t think she’s all that perceptive; otherwise she would have objected to Ashley and I a long time before our affection had boiled over to a hand job and facial.

Tunnel vision. All I could see were her hazel eyes. I had looked deep the other night while she jerked me off but that was mostly lust. This was love and I drank it all.

I remember so clearly. She was wearing thick black eyeliner with a white eye shadow. I don’t think I’d ever seen it before but I’ll never forget it now. White, with a hint of frosty blue-green glitter. Her hazel eyes were so sexy; I just lost myself in them as we communed.

It was a lot to pack into 5-6 seconds. However, there were still practical matters to be dealt with, namely Ashley ditching the loser she brought home. I would have gladly run him off, but Kay was sitting right there on the other couch. If I just charged to her rescue now without motive, it surely would have betrayed our romance before it had even started. I was pinned down. Ashley would have to fend for herself though kaçak iddaa I ached to protect her now more than ever.

Ashley stumbled into an uncouth attempt to get Dom to leave. She jumped back into the ongoing conversation.

“Actually, Dom was just dropping me off from work. My car stalled and he was nice enough to give me a ride”. Apparently, the car trouble bit was a continuing lie. I found out later that Ash really had approached Dom for a ride. It was the surprise premise for luring him to her bedroom. “I’m sure he has to be getting home”

Pretty boy’s night had just taken a big time turn for the worse. If I wasn’t still smoldering pure jealousy, it would have been amusing.

“Ahhh, I thought….I thought I was staying over…” Dom stammered.

“Well, it’s late and I didn’t think anyone was going to be home. We um, sorta have apartment rules about guests staying over” she lied. She wasn’t doing very well at it. Shit head’s expression soured.

Laura was a bit clueless, but even she could see this train wreck of a conversation in progress and retreated back onto the couch with Kay.

“Aww, you’re joking with me right Ashley?” he asked with a forced smile trying to change the mood.

I so desperately wanted to jump up and take over. I was teetering on the verge of action. My guilty conscience kept me on the couch.

“I think it’s time to say goodnight, Dom” she replied.

Ashley moved the conversation out of our sight and back down the hall toward the apartment door. Their voices were still audible, but the three of us still in the TV room couldn’t distinguish words. It was certainly getting more contentious; apparently she’d led him on rather hard.

I was shaking my head without shaking my head. Why this Ash? Like shit wasn’t already fucked up enough. The girls looked concerned too, cocking their ears to eavesdrop as best they could.

“Oh, that’s just great that’s great, sweetheart”, the asshole barked.

Ashley’s exact response was lost under the TV noise, walls and interposing angles, but it was evident she was becoming distressed. I should have jumped up to rescue her but I worried it would lay our entanglement bare for everyone to see. I guess my mind was playing tricks on me or something, normally I would have been nobly defending Ash.

It was Kay who broke my paralysis. Once again, she unwittingly enabled my budding romance with her older sister. She caught my attention and gave a flick of her head toward Ashley’s situation.

“Go” she mouthed, flicking her hands to shoo me from the couch.

Ah, the irony and the guilt just then. There was my girlfriend, unwittingly dispatching me to aid her romantic rival. It tinged my conscience, but Ashley needed saving and I was just the guy to do it.

Now, I’m not the most intimidating dude at first glance. I was 5′ 9″ at best and had a quite demeanor. No other guy was going to pick me out as the threat in the room, but that was their mistake. I did weigh over 200 pounds, and while I can’t say it was all muscle, I was constructed out of some pretty rugged stuff.

I’d played rugby since I started college and I had earned a reputation of being tough amongst the tough. I’d certainly held my own in the rough and tumble and I was flat out devastating in a tackle. Underestimating me was a common mistake on the field and I’d thumped plenty of victims. After 10 years of rugby, I figured I could handle myself well enough against any guy I’d be likely to meet in my own hallway.

Besides that, Dom was all talk. I vaguely overheard him chatting up Laura about the gym or some such bullshit. To me, talking was nothing but bluffing. Like a puffer fish full of air.

I stepped out into the hallway and squared up. From a distance, but squared up none the less. Conversation stopped. I gave shit head a scowl and tilted my head a bit. I made it pretty clear I was about to toss him down the stairwell and curb stomp his pretty teeth on that bottom step.

He sized me up and reevaluated his chances. Now faced with the prospect of a physical confrontation with angry me, I wasn’t so easy to overlook. He was mad, but he wasn’t taking me lightly.

He gave me the mandatory, face saving “Fuck you” as he departed, but he definitely departed.

All along I was pretty sure he wasn’t prepared to mix it up, nevertheless my adrenaline was pumping. I wasn’t bluffing at all. I really would have wrecked that guy. Now I was all jacked up. Raaaar! Adrenaline is powerful; it was going to take me a bit to come down off the hormone.

Ashley locked the door and put her back against it. She was beaming gratitude and admiration but I wasn’t receptive in my current state. I could feel the chemical reaction still coursing through me. I shook and twitched my arms. I’m sure I looked like some typical muscle head showing off as I walked back down the hall to the kitchen. I didn’t mean to; I hated myself a little bit for doing it, but kaçak bahis damn I was still fired up.

“Yeeay, Top’s our hero!” I heard Laura cheering. “He ran off the big, bad wolf.” She broke into a sing-song chant. “Top saved Ashley. Top saved Ashley.” Yeah, she was kind of an idiot that way. I could hear her bouncing around the room and she had Kay and Ashley laughing off their anxiety. I guess it was a bit tense for everyone. We were all just letting off steam in our own manner.

I was in the kitchen now, trying to settle down a bit. Having ‘saved’ Ashley I was feeling like a hero. I fancied myself like the dominant head of the lion pride after defeating a rival male in a challenge for mating rights. I should have been entitled to walk in that room and mount all three females right there on carpet.

As I calmed down, I found it interesting how quickly hormones had devolved me thousands of years to basic animal instincts. Hormones easily trumped higher reason in a flash — all that were left were base impulses to kill and fuck.

I have always regard myself as a rational, intelligent man able to control himself and live according to the rules of civilized society. The last couple of days were steadily proving me wrong. I wished I cared more, but fact was I didn’t. Fuck it, this was great.

Ashley came into the kitchen to see me just then, alone. Our eyes met instantly, her expression was all gratitude and admiration.

“Thank you”, she spoke softly. “You rescued me again, Top.” She was crossing the kitchen and closing the short distance between us. Her swift appearance and approach made me a bit tense and excited. This was the first moment we were alone together since our initial sexual encounter. My heartbeat was still elevated from the adrenaline of the throw down; now it was skipping with her growing proximity.

She came to me and leaned her head on my left arm. She was a bit less than five feet tall; I’m sure this was as close to leaning her head on my shoulder as she could manage. Wrapping her arms around tightly she gave my arm a hug. Her soft skin and warmth felt exquisite pressing up against me. All the fight in me was giving way to fuck.

I took my free hand and ran it up the back of her neck into her hair. Clenching it I pressed her cheek harder into my arm. I leaned over a bit and gave her a kiss on the top of her head as I massaged the back of her head with my right hand.

I drew her into me with my whole arm, never relinquishing my vantage of having my hand tangled up in her hair. I slid her face from my arm to my chest making our embrace chest-to-chest.

I’d given Ashley plenty of hugs before, it was a standard display of affection between us. In fact, if Kay had walked in on use right now I wouldn’t have even been embarrassed — unless of course she were telepathic and could read the twisted thoughts running through my head.

It would have been ridiculously easy to take Ash by the back of her head and force her to her knees. I could feel her willingness to please me; I wasn’t telepathic either but this was palpable. Dirty thoughts ran through my head while I held her against me.

Fantasy took over. Down, girl. There you go, pop it out and rub it on your face. I envisioned my cock smearing her mouth and cheeks with precum. Push it in there, Ash. Yeah, in your mouth. Good girl – that’s it, take it. Thrusting in and out. Oh, I would have cum a river in her mouth.

Back in reality she was still leaning on me and we held our embrace while my mind’s eye ran amok. I could sense her sharing these fantasies too. My mind flip flopped from the real to imaginary and back to the real again.

In the physical world chemistry was hard at work. Hormones were having their effects on both of us – silently compelling us to breed. Pheromones wafted at point blank range, intoxicating our senses. There was a tingle where our skin met. Every strand of DNA in me was programmed to take her right there in the kitchen.

Rationally it was unattainable, but I couldn’t help myself. I was going to fuck her right now and plant my seed. I tightened my grip, making a fist of fingers and hair. Drawing her body in even tighter, I pressed my arm against her back vertically and tugged downward.

She resisted, but I was not dissuaded. Her body was pressed chest to chest with mine, she was firmly held captive. I pulled harder, buckling her neck and tilting her face toward mine. I could see her gritting her teeth, resolute not to go down where I wanted her. She opened her eyes, wincing slightly at the discomfort. My eyes held her now just as my arms and hands did.

I spoke my first words to her since our sex play two nights past. “Ashley, please”, I begged. I held my grip but eased up. My left arm was around her waist now as well, pulling her against my ridiculous hard on. I ground it against her belly.

“We can’t, Laura’s here!” she spoke softly so as to not be overheard. And so she was, just two rooms away. It snapped me back to reality. I heard her and Kay talking about some nonsense as they had resumed watching TV.

Aaarg! I release Ash who backed away a few steps. I held my hand out, open palm facing her, fingers spread in a silent apology for my forcefulness.

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Years ago on a Red Eye (transcontinental night flights) from California to Boston I had my first and only encounter with the mile high club. Well, actually it was closer to the five mile high club because we were above 25,000 feet, but regardless, it was an experience I’ll always cherish. Just thinking about, reliving and visualizing the feelings and sensations while writing this has rekindled the excitement.

Her name was Jane and we were co-workers, both married (not to one another) and, at the time, felt we were in love. I now know it was more lust than love, but we were young and infatuated, spending as much time together as we could.

It was the mid ’70’s and Red Eyes were always less than half full. We had first class seats and after the plane departed, the flight crew turned down the lights. We got some blankets and pillows because the plan was to cuddle and sleep during the flight. Putting the arm rest up, spooning, we covered ourselves with a single blankets. My left arm pulled her close and, being a young, sex crazed lover, I started to feel and play with her breasts. I quickly and happily discovered that Jane had left her bra in her suitcase (during this time women always wore a bra when in public). Unbuttoning her blouse, I slid my hand in to enjoy the texture and shape of her exquisite orbs, tweaking and teasing her sensitive tips.

Jane lay there enjoying the attention, sensations and affection. Soon, her left arm moved back across her body, stopped at my crotch and she unbuckled and opened my pants. Reaching in, her hand slipped around my excited member and she pulled me free. As her hand moved slowly back and forth, the thrills and sensations were indescribable.

With her hand continuously moving, remaining still was difficult. To reciprocate, I slid my hand down her body and slowly eased her skirt up. To my surprise, Jane’s panties were keeping her bra company. It was verboten for a woman to be in public without panties. Finding unhindered access, even though it couldn’t have possibly happened, I know I became twice as rigid. My hand, trying to return the favor, lightly eased across her legs and the Mound of Venus, searching for the Cliffs of Venus, which, because of her bent and together knees, was inaccessible.

We lay cuddling, touching and teasing for what seemed an eternity. Somehow, Jane could tell when I was close to releasing because her hand would stop and just hold me. After a few minutes, she would start to gently squeeze and relax, canlı bahis a milking motion from her little to index finger, then the repetitive cycling would restart. Was it pleasurable? You bet, but it was also torture, being on the edge and not releasing. I wanted to groan, shout, yell, do something, but being in an open, public area, covered with only a thin blanket, I forced myself to remain still and silent.

After three or four times of bringing me to the edge, stopping, milking and then the repetitive slow cycling, Jane gently rolled toward me, spread her legs and lifted her left leg and placed it over my left thigh. As she turned, her hand never stopped cycling and for the first time since cuddling, I could see her face. Her eyes were closed as if sleeping, no signs of tension were present and her lips had a subtle, playful smile. She was definitely enjoying herself as she teased, pleased, tortured and held me in the palm of her hand (in more ways than one).

Now, on her back with her legs parted, it was time for payback. Being young and inexperienced, my instincts was to attack her love button and insert a finger or two. But, turnabout is fare play so I started ever so slowly, gently touching, tickling, teasing down one side, across the perineum, up the other and across the Mound of Venus. Over and over, occasionally allowing a finger to touch the silky smooth outside of her labia minora, but staying mostly on the labia majorta. Each pass circling at the top while moving closer and closer to her prepuce, intentionally avoiding her clitoris. As her hand continued to cycle, my hand reciprocated and I watched her face closely. The smile had departed, her brow was furrowed and her eyes were tightly squeezed shut. A soft, almost feline purr could barely be heard but could be felt throughout her body. And then her hips started to move, ever so slightly, following my fingers. She was trying to reposition her body so my fingers would touch other areas, but I resisted, continuing the slow, soft circular touch.

Suddenly, unexpectedly, the purring and her hips stopped, her eyes opened starring straight ahead. With her left hand continuing to cycle, she reached down with her right and grasped my wrist, trying to reposition my hand. When I realized what she was doing, I completely removed my hand. A soft, almost inaudible “Oh” escaped her lips, her faced turned toward me and her eyes focused on me. When she released my wrist, I returned to the soft, slow, kaçak iddaa gentle touching, but now with a twist.

My fingers traced the labia minorta, both the outer and inner lips, down one side, across the perineum, up the other only to graze her extruding clitoris. Each graze caused her body to shutter, and the purring volume would increase slightly with each bump.

With her ear next to mine, I whispered how my tongue was jealous of my fingers, how it longed to slide across the smooth, tender, nether region and please her. How I wanted to have my head between her legs, to kiss and flick her clitoris, savoring the texture and the aroma that was uniquely hers.

Oh, how I ached to gaze up across her body while enjoying her nether region, to watch her goddess like body as she reached nirvana, shuttering, whimpering, moaning. And it was so true, I ached to have her behind closed doors, to please her as the Venus she was, enjoying her sexuality, sensuality and passion, to kiss freely as a true lover. But our present surrounding limited our ability to lavish pleasures on each other.

By now the seat under Jane was soaked, and she was aching for release. Her hips were again moving ever so slightly, and we were both at a heightened state of arousal. To this day I cannot figure out how she knew when I was getting close but she always stopped just before I came even though she was lost on a pleasure journey of her own.

We lay like this, touching, petting, pleasuring each other for what seemed like hours, both ready to explode. Abruptly, Jane stopped purring, opened her eyes and starred at me. She removed her hand from my crotch and repositioned her hips. With her left hand, she reached between her legs, grasped and guided me into her. As I slowly inched forward into that precious, moist cavern, her eyes widened. When I was fully inserted, her eyes closed and the purring resumed. Her hips once again started their circular motion never rising more than an inch or an inch and a half off the seat. Surprisingly, Jane had an additional talent that I was unaware of.

As her hips circled, at the apex she’d flex her vagina muscles and continue the circle. Ninety degrees later her muscles would relax until she reached the nadir, flex again and at two hundred seventy degrees relax. The squeezing, relaxing, squeezing, relaxing muscular repetition was the new, exquisite talent. I could feel her clitoris brush against me from the first right angle kaçak bahis to the nadir and up to the other right angle. The sensations I felt while rolling around inside her, oh I wish I was a better wordsmith able to describe sensations and feelings, but I know I could never do them justice. I hope its sufficient to say that I could have spent the rest of my life coupled with this exquisite lady, coupled in this position. I’ve searched for other lovers who had these innate abilities and I have never been able to duplicate the sensations and feelings.

We had completely lost track of time as we laid there enjoying the sensuality of the other. Jane was becoming more and more aroused with each circle and flick of her clitoris. Suddenly, her eyes opened and she starred at me, then she kissed me a deep passionate kiss. As our tongues played, she started to moan and I knew she had fallen over the edge. Then, with her hips still circling and her body shuddering, I too released and it felt almost like a vacuum was sucking the flood from my body.

I’m not sure if it was her orgasm or the flexing and releasing of her vagina muscles, but I can still to this day feel the fluids being pulled from my body. And oh, how pleasurable. We were both kissing and moaning, refraining from making to much noise but completely lost in this sensual moment of pure pleasure, time standing still.

Afterwards, still connected, we both collapsed. I’m not sure, but I think we fell asleep in this position because the next thing I remember was the stewardess announcing that we were on our final approach to Logan and would be arriving at gate something. Jane slept through the announcement, so I woke her so she could rearrange her apparel before arrival. When her eyes opened, she looked at me and smiled, a sensual, loving smile that could have easily melted the heart of Michaelangelo’s David and would surely have aroused him. We kissed, a long, slow, deep, passionate kiss, warm and tender, a kiss that expressed our feeling so much better than mere words.

After landing, as we were deplaning, two stewardesses stood by the cockpit to bid adieu to the passengers. As I passed one, a young blond, she said “Bye Bye”, smiled and winked. I’m sure I turned red, embarrassed, not because of what we had done, no, red because we had been discovered. I never told Jane about the smile and the wink, but thinking back on it, I should have. Jane would have gotten a kick from knowing that we pleased a third person while pleasing each other.

Jane and I separated about a year later. We didn’t part amicably, a fact that I still regret. To this day I think of and miss her. She was a wonderful lady that captured my heart during a special time in my life and, in my own way, I’ll always love her.

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Katherine pulled the duvet up to cover her big melons and within seconds she was in a deep sleep. Her Mother on the other hand woke from her dream state opened her eyes and stretched her nipples were throbbing and she could feel the wetness between her legs. As she moved she felt the stockings and wondered why she hadn’t taken them off. Deborah’s pussy was on fire she hadn’t been so turned on for donkey’s years replaying the dream in her mind only made her twat leak more.

“Oh fuck what’s happening to me? That dream was so fucking kinky I don’t think I’d ever dare touch Kate Sweetie in that way it’s wrong, but having her order me around was quite erotic. No no no I can’t.”

As she thought Deborah’s right hand had began stroking her sodden gash her left hand sought out her long stiff right nipple. She lifted her massive boob by the hard nub of her teat then shook it gently.

“Agh fuck that feels good it’s a pity I woke up before Mistress Kate used her beautiful strap-on cock on me. Oh my god Deb you dirty slut get your kinky mind off your Daughter it’s incest you know.”

Deborah tried to block the images flooding her brain but when she brought her slick fingers to her greedy mouth and began sucking noisily it only sharpened them all the more. The more excited Deb became the more erotic the images seemed to become.

“Oh my fucking God I need a good hard dicking.”

Deborah slid from under the covers stepped over to her dresser opening the bottom drawer she pushed several vibrators aside looking for her favorite black dildo. When she saw the new strap-on she’d bought a few days before earlier on her first ever visit to a sex shop her hand reached for the thick plastic tool.

“Well if my Mistress didn’t fuck me then I suppose I’ll have to do it for myself.”

Sitting on the edge of her bed with her long legs spread wide as possible Deb licked at the fat knob of the dildo. Deborah didn’t really need to lubricate the fake cock her pussy was certainly wet enough for the dildo to slide effortlessly in as she pushed.

“Agh yeah fuck me hard Mistress Kate.”

Hearing herself talk out loud like that shocked Deborah she bit down on her lower lip to stop herself from waking her children. It was bad enough that she was turned on by the thought of her Daughter dominating her but she didn’t want Katherine to find out. Pumping the fake cock at her pussy was soon having the desired effect Deborah watched herself in the mirror she loved the way her outer lips gripped at the thick plastic shaft.

“This is no good, that fucking dream I need more why oh why did I fucking wake up? What I need is someone to wear this for me.”

Suddenly a kinky thought struck Deborah she slowly pulled the fake tool from her gash and greedily lapped at the shiny shaft.

“Linda Sweetie might help her poor Aunty out. I know it’s still incest but at least it’s not my own child.”

Deborah stood up carrying the huge strap-on dildo in her left hand walked out into the hallway. Creeping down the hall she was relived that Kathy’s bedroom door was closed. Reaching out in the semi dark Deborah quietly opened her son’s bedroom door. The room was dimly lit by the street light outside, after closing the door Deborah crossed to the bed she could just make out her niece’s sleeping form. Looking down at Lukey baby she could just make out the shiny nipple rings under the nearly nonexistent baby doll nightie an uncontrollable urge overtook Deborah, and leaning over she snaked out her tongue gently licking Linda’s pierced right nipple this caused poor Linda to moan in his sleep.

“Linda Sweetie, Linda Sweetie.”

Deborah gently shook her son’s shoulder.

“Linda Sweetie, Linda Sweetie, it’s me Aunt Deb.”

Lukey baby opened his eyes standing beside his bed was his Mother except for her stockings and suspender belt she was naked. He wasn’t sure what was happening but being so close to his half naked sexy Mother was a real turn on. What she said was a shock and it caused his cock to twitch he wasn’t sure he’d heard right he must be dreaming.

“Beg your pardon Debbie?”

“I said your poor old Aunty needs some help Linda Sweetie I know it’s supposed to be wrong but I’m just so fucking horny. I had a dream that I was being fucked with this Sweetie.”

Deborah lifted the fake dick up so Linda could see it, Lukey baby’s eyes widened when he saw the huge strap-on cock his Mother was holding.

“Wow that’s massive are you sure you can handle it? I have to admit Debbie that I’ve have fantasized about doing you, and I don’t think it’s wrong. After all it’s just two women doing what comes naturally when there’s no man around. “

Linda said as she pulled back the covers for his Mother.

“I’m glad you see it that way Sweetie.”

Deb slid in next to her son. Immediately her hands made a bee line for his pierced nipples tugging gently on the twin titanium rings she kissed him probing his mouth with her hot tongue. Lukey baby had been fantasizing about this moment bahis siteleri his tongue danced against his Mother’s while his hands were busy thumbing Deb’s long stiff teats.

“Ummmmmm suck Aunt Debbie’s titties Linda Sweetie.”

Deborah lifted one of her massive tits up to Lukey baby’s waiting lips. Linda sucked Deb’s inch long nipple he gently bit the hard flesh. Being so close he could just see the fine stretch marks half way up her big boob. Her musky odor excited him and he suckled noisily at Deborah’s chest.

“Aghhhhhh fuckkkkkk yeahhhhhh touch my wet pussy now Linda Sweetie.”

He didn’t have to be asked twice Lukey baby had cum hundreds of times just thinking about what he was about to do. Reaching down he was amazed at how wet his Mother was, pointing two fingers he rubbed her clitty while sliding the other two fingers across her slippery cunt lips.

“Oh fuck Linda, finger Aunt Debbie’s pussy for her Sweetie.”

Deborah didn’t want her young niece to miss out so she reached down towards her pussy. Lukey’s heart raced and he thought that when his Mother found his hard cock instead of what she was expecting, she’d freak out and go right off. Deborah’s fingers touched the head of her son’s cock stopped for a fraction of a second then wrapped themselves around his throbbing tool.

“Oh fuck Linda Sweetie is this your clitty? Wow it’s so big”

“Yes, Debbie you’ve got me so excited.”

“Oh my it’s so big Sweetie I’ve just got to suck it Sweetie do you mind?”

Lukey baby threw back the covers his dick was standing up causing a tent in the front of his baby doll nightie. Deborah reached towards the hem of her son’s baby doll nightie.

“Here Sweetie let me help you take this off.”

Lukey baby didn’t answer he simply sat up and lifted his arms so his Mother could remove the baby doll nightie. Deb tossed it aside then looked down at Linda’s big clitty.

“Oh Linda Sweetie it’s so big it’s like a little cock have you ever tried to fuck with it?”

“No, I haven’t but if you think its possible Debbie, I’m willing to give it a go.”

Lukey baby replied in a shaky whisper Deborah lazily stroked Lukey baby’s cock as she shuffled her butt down the bed a touch.

“Your Aunt needs something much bigger to scratch her itch Linda Sweetie now open your legs that big clitty of yours looks so delicious it’s calling me.”

Lukey baby relaxed against his pillows lifted one knee while pushing the other out towards his Mother. Deborah maneuvered herself so that she had her hands on Linda’s inner thighs with Lukey baby’s clitty standing up she had to rock forward to take the tip into her mouth. The light streaming through the window clearly showed Deborah hunched over Linda her head bobbing up and down. Poor Lukey baby wasn’t able to control himself watching his Mother giving him head and he started to cum.

“Oh oh oh aghhhhhh fuckkkkkk Debbie I’m cummmmming.”

Deborah felt her niece’s cum hit the back of her throat and redoubled her suction. Lukey baby was amazed that his Mother didn’t seem to notice or care for that matter that he’d cum in her mouth. Deborah didn’t stop her sucking even when Lukey baby’s orgasm was over he wasn’t sure she’d noticed until she let his cock head go with a loud popping sound looked up at him and said.

“Wow Linda you taste just like that wonderful cocktail of yours is this where you got the idea from Sweetie?”

“I wish Debbie No I make it on the stove top because I can’t get enough of the glorious stuff.”

“Let’s see if Aunty Debbie eating your sweet pussy can get some more Linda Sweetie.”

She pushed Lukey’s thighs back taking the hint Lukey baby rocked back and lifted his knees up on to his chest. “If she’s gone this far who is I to object if she wants to choose not to see my dick.” Lukey baby thought. Little did Lukey baby know that his sister Mistress had programmed their Mother so she saw him as a girl and anything male her brain saw would appear as its female counterpart. Deborah moved forward her palms on his butt cheeks pushing her son further up until he was almost resting on his shoulders she looked down at his hanging ball bag. She moaned loudly as her tongue snaked out and took one long swipe at his sphincter.

“Um your labia is huge to and you’re so tight Linda Sweetie.”

His Mother’s tongue made Lukey baby groan and when she tried to push it inside his eyes flew open in surprise. Even in his wildest fantasies he’d never imagined that his Mother was so kinky.

“You’re so tight I can hardly get my tongue in there how the hell do you take Johnny’s prick?”

“We use lubricant Debbie and when I concentrate really hard I’m able to relax my muscles Johnny loves it when my pussy grips his tool he comes every time, he calls it my snapping pussy.”

Deborah sucked on her index finger while she listened then reaching down she ran the slippery digit around the edge of Lukey baby’s sphincter. Once she was happy she lifted her left tit canlı bahis siteleri and used her fat nipple to smear her saliva over her son’s anus. Lukey baby concentrated and when Deborah felt Linda’s sphincter start to relax she pulled her boob back and lifted it up to her mouth. Taking the thick teat inside Deborah grazed the hard flesh with her teeth then pulling back she spat on her nipple and allowed it to drip onto Lukey baby’s anus. This time when she tried pushing her taught nipple against her son’s sphincter it gave a little allowing the thick inch long nipple to slide in a touch.

“Aghhhh that’s so good but you’ve already made me cum it should be your turn Debbie.”

“You’re just keen on fucking your Aunt Debbie and boy oh boy she definitely needs a good fucking Sweetie.”

Deborah stood up and held out a hand. Lukey baby swung his legs back down and sat up, seeing his Mother’s hand he instinctively knew she wanted him to stand. Lukey baby stood totally naked his gorgeous Mother just inches away. He wasn’t game enough to say a word what ever she wanted he’d do it no worries, this was far better than any fantasy. Deborah reached for the strap-on she’d placed on the dresser picking it up she turned it around holding the large knob she held against Linda’s tummy.

“Here Sweetie hold this while Aunt Debbie does it up for you.”

Lukey baby’s hand reached for the massive dildo his fingers sank into the pliable flesh like shaft and were still no way near touching. His Mother had taken the top straps and walked around behind him as she threaded the buckle and pulled the strap tight her wet tongue danced against Lukey baby’s ear lobe. As Deborah took the two inch wide strap hanging between Linda’s knees she reached behind the apple sized fake balls and pushed Linda’s clit up so it was trapped. Then Deb treaded it up through the chrome buckle as she pulled it tight Lukey baby adjusted his nuts so she didn’t crush them, his Mother tightened the leather strap and the dildo was securely attached to her son. Swaying his hips slightly Lukey baby could feel the considerable bulk of the monster prick.

“There Linda Sweetie now you’ve got a big dick as well as a big clit.”

“Yeah it’s a beauty Debbie it’s a touch bigger than Johnny’s.”

Deborah sat on the edge of the bed her eyes glued to the huge 14 inch dildo standing out from her niece’s stomach the weight caused the head to droop towards the floor.

“When I bought this I didn’t think it looked so fucking big Linda, but my dripping wet cunt is telling me it wants it all the same Sweetie.”

Lukey put his hands on his hips and took a step closer the fake cock bounced inches from his Mother’s mouth. Deb’s tongue automatically flicked across her lips as her hands reached out and closed around the thick tool as best they could. Moving forward she pulled Linda by the dildo towards her. She opened mouth her and tried to get the huge bulbous knob inside to no avail. Deborah satisfied herself with licking her way around the head.

“Oh yeah that’s it Debbie suck Linda’s big strap-on cock.”

“It’s to big Sweetie you better put it somewhere it’ll fit instead.”

Sitting on the edge of the bed with Lukey baby between her open knees Deborah closed one hand around the dildo the other she slid down to her smooth slippery pussy lips. Deborah stroked the fake tool while diddling her clitty looking up she swapped hands and said.

“How about we see how well Aunt Deb can titty fuck your big dick Linda Sweetie?”

Deb lifted her soaked hand and spread her abundant nectar in her cleavage took the head of the dildo as best she could into her mouth and pushed her massive boobs around the plastic shaft. As she began slowly rocking the head came out with a loud pop then in a rasping voice Deb said.

“Okay Linda Sweetie, fuck Aunty Debbie’s big tits fuck me with your gorgeous strap-on cock, titty fuck me with that huge dildo Sweetie.”

Amazed at how sexually experienced his Mother was Lukey baby watched as Deborah managed to pinch twist and pull her thick inch long nipples as she bounced her huge tits around the fake dick.

“This isn’t any good I’m not wet enough Linda Sweetie, besides that the fucker doesn’t fit.”

Lukey baby didn’t know what she was on about her warm abundant tits were a near perfect cavern for any rampant fuckstick. He quickly understood what she meant when Deborah pushed him back a step quickly stood then spun around and knelt on Lukey baby’s bed in the doggie position. Steadying herself on one hand Deb slapped her butt cheek loudly with her free hand while looking back over her shoulder.

“Come on then Linda Sweetie fuck your poor old Aunt Debbie’s wet cunt… Aghhhhhh.”

Lukey hadn’t touched his Mother and he wondered why she’d groaned he shrugged his shoulders and got up behind his Mother. Holding the dildo steady Lukey baby bent his knees he rubbed the fat knob from between Deborah’s thighs up through her puffy lips only stopping güvenilir bahis when the shaft of the dildo rested against his Mother’s anus.

“Oh fuck Linda Sweetie don’t tease your Aunt Deb. Fuck my wet cunt… Aghhhhhh fuck me Sweetie your Aunt Deb needs that big fucker in her wet cunt… Aghhhhhh.”

Lukey baby pulled back a touch and pushed the bulbous head against Deborah’s swollen lips. Deb reached for the dildo but instead she held her labia apart and as her son pushed in to her she rubbed her exposed clitoris.

“Give it to me Sweetie come on Dirty Deb can take it. Fuck my wet cunt… Aghhhhhh.”

Linda then realized why his Mother moaned loudly every time she said “wet cunt” the words excited her. He wondered if he should try talking dirty to her, she did call herself Dirty Deb. He continued pushing the fake tool gradually working six or so inches slowly back and forth.

“Give me more Linda fuck your poor Aunt Deb faster Sweetie.”

As she talked Deb pushed back taking another six inches a moan like whimpering came from her throat. Lukey baby drew back the in a single stroke he buried all fourteen inches in his Mother’s greedy twat.

“How is that Aunt Debbie?”

“Oh fuckkkkkk yessssss Sweetie it’s unreal.”

“So Dirty Deb likes Linda’s big tool up her wet cunt does she?”

“Aghhhhhh oh yes yes yes Sweetie fuck Dirty Deb’s wet cunt… Aghhhhhh ummm fuck me fast please Linda Sweetie.”

“Does Aunt Deb like me talking dirty?”

“Ah huh Sweetie it makes my nipples tingle and pussy dribble. Just as well cause that beautiful big prick is almost splitting your Aunty Debbie’s cunt. Aghhhhhh fuck yessssss faster Sweetie fuck Dirty Deb’s pussy faster.”

“Good because Linda loves fucking her slutty Aunt Deb’s wet cunt with her huge strap-on cock nearly as much as Dirty Deb does.”

Lukey baby held his Mother’s hips as he talked slowly he began rhythmically pumping ten or twelve inches of the monster dildo into his Mother’s willing gash. Deborah was busy lifting each of her massive boobs in turn up to her mouth licking then sucking the nipples.

“Give it to me Linda Sweetie fuck Deb’s pussy with your fat cock. Agh agh agh agh agh fuck yeah Sweetie dildo me baby dildo me.”

“Don’t worry Dirty Deb. Linda will fuck your brains out all night with her big dildo if you want her to. I’ll give your wet cunt a good strap on fucking Dirty Deb”

As Lukey baby drove the huge fake cock into his Mother he pulled her back by the hips to meet every thrust causing loud slapping sounds as the fake balls hit his Mother’s puffy labia.

“Agh agh agh gonna cum faster Sweetie fucking faster.”

Beads of sweat broke out across Lukey baby’s forehead he was going as fast as he possibly could his hips were a blur. Deborah pushed back against the strap-on dildo wanting even more she reached for her swollen clitoris rubbing it with three finger tips in a quick circular motion.

“Take Linda’s fake dick up that wet cunt Debbie my big strap-on cock is up your wet pussy Deb, and Linda sweetie loves fucking her Auntie’s sweet wet cunt with her huge strap-on dildo.”

“Oh fuck yessssss agh fuck yessssss Linda Sweetie fuck Aunt Deb’s wet cunt for her. Do me with your big dildo Linda sweetie agh gonna cum Sweetie gonna cum.”

“Take that strap-on Dirty Deb up that wet cunt of yours. Wet cunt wet cunt cunt cunt cunt cunt wet cunt Linda loves fucking your wet cunt cunt cunt cunt. Aunty Debbie’s fucking wet cunt is full of my huge dildo.”

Lukey baby drove himself at his Mother the huge fake prick flashed in and out of her swollen gash. Deborah reached around and slid a finger across her sphincter causing her to take a sharp breath. Lukey baby watched in awe as his Mother ran her slippery digit around her shitter suddenly she pushed it inside and practically exploded.

“Yessssss fuck yessssss aghhhhhh cummmmming cummmmming yessssss Sweetie fuck Dirty Deb’s wet cunt.”

Lukey baby stood behind his Mother and pistons the dildo into her while still trying to hold her steady as she came to an earth shattering orgasm. Gradually Deborah slowed down pulled her finger from her gripping anus and moved forward until the strap-on bounced freely and tapped her on the sphincter. Her eyes opened wide and quickly she spun around.

“No, Linda Sweetie not in there it’s a touch big.”

“I won’t Debbie I didn’t honestly.”

Lukey baby stepped back to let Deborah turn around the smile on his Mother’s face told him that she was joking.

“That certainly hit the spot Sweetie take this off and let Debbie return the favor.”

Lukey spun around so his Mother could undo the buckle he couldn’t wait to try the huge dildo it looked like a mini base ball bat he hoped she’d take it easy to start with. When Lukey baby turned back around Deborah was holding the dildo in both hands and she was greedily licking her way along the shaft. He stood watching in the dim light, his cock had been hard ever since Deborah had fingered her own anus, looking up at her son’s hard prick Deb said.

“My pussy juice doesn’t taste anywhere as good as yours Linda Sweetie.”

Lukey baby a bright shade of crimson.

“Thanks Debbie you’re to kind.”

“Don’t be embarrassed Sweetie. Can Dirty Debbie have some more of your delicious love juice?”

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