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House Sitting Ch. 02

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The day after my fun-filled evening with Adrienne, I had just finished installing a new hot tub next to the Tiki hut, and was relaxing with a beer when Kate came into the yard.

“Hi. I just came to see how you were doing, over here all by yourself ,” she said.

“Oh, I’m doing fine,” I told her. “Thank you.”

“Good. You’re not getting too bored, being in this big house all by yourself?” she asked.

I chuckled, and told her, “No, not too badly.”

“Well, I’m bored,” she said. “My parents came by this morning to spend the weekend with my kids, and I’m alone for the first time in ages!”

“Oooh!” I teased her. “Are you planning on going wild for the next couple of days?”

Laughing, she responded, “Yeah, that’s me, wild Katie! No, I’m bored! I was just over at Adrienne’s, to see if she wanted to go out for dinner, and maybe a couple of drinks, but her daughter told me that she was napping. She said that her mother had a wild night, and was still sleeping it off.”

“Really?” I responded. “Adrienne had a wild night? Good for her!”

“Yeah, but now I have no one to go out and try to get in trouble with!” Kate pouted.

“Well, I know that I’m not Adrienne,” I told her, “but I would be honored to be your dinner companion tonight.”

“Really?” she asked. “You would want to go out to dinner with me?”

“Why not?” I asked in return. “It beats both of us sitting alone, bored. Besides, there is a new Argentinian steak house that I’ve wanted to check out. You can be my fellow guinea pig.”

“Ok,” she answered. “Give me a couple of hours to get ready, and I’ll come back here.”

“A couple of hours?” I asked, teasing her.

“Hey, it’s easy for you guys,” Kate responded. “You just have to shower, and find clean clothes. We have to do our make-up, find the right outfit, then find shoes to go with the outfit …”

“Ok, ok,” I said, throwing my hands up in defeat, laughing. “Take as long as you need. I’ll be here waiting … patiently.”

Kate laughed, and went to her house to prepare for a night on the town. As she reached the end of the driveway, she looked over her shoulder, to see if I was watching her. A smile came across her face as we made eye contact, and I noticed more sway to her hips as she walked the rest of the way to her house.

Just before five o’clock, the phone rang. “What does one wear to an Argentinian steak house?” she asked.

“Anything that you want, I guess,” I told her. “I don’t think that there is a dress code, but I wouldn’t dress TOO casually.”

“Ok,” she said. “I have a good idea what I want to wear, but I just wanted to check, first. Do you want to pick me up, say in an hour?”

“That will be fine,” I assured her. “I’ll see you then.”

“Ok, bye,” she responded, with an almost flirty sound to her voice.

An hour later, I pulled my truck into Kate’s driveway, and walked up her front stairs. As I rang her doorbell, I heard her call out, “Come on in. It’s open.”

A couple of seconds later, while I was waiting in her living room, Kate walked in. “Hi,” she said. “Do I look ok?”

“Ok?” I asked as I looked her over. “No. You look incredible!”

She was dressed in a white halter dress, with a red design. She had on a pair of open-toed red heels, and her long amber hair was pulled back in a ponytail. The dress went about mid-thigh, and showed off her legs very nicely.

The dress did a lot to emphasize her full breasts, which I guessed to be a large ‘B’ or a small ‘C’ cup, and her nicely rounded hips and ass. I was used to seeing her in her casual jeans and T-shirts, and like this, I thought that she could give Amy a run for her money, which was saying a lot!

“Thank you,” she said, smiling. Turning her back side toward me, she asked the one question that men fear the most, “You don’t think that this makes my butt look big?”

“Honestly, I think that the entire outfit makes you look incredible,” I told her. “You will have every man, and a few women, looking at you.”

“Oh, stop,” she said, blushing slightly. “Don’t forget, I’ve seen Amy dressed up for you, and I don’t look ANYthing like that!”

“No, you DON’T look like Amy,” I told her. “But you DO look just as beautiful, or dare I say, just as hot, as she does.”

“Stop it,” she said again, this time blushing fully. “Really?”

“Yes, really,” I told her. “Now, are you ready?”

“Yes, I’m ready, and I’m hungry. Let’s go!”

When we got to the restaurant, I was proven right. From the valet who helped Kate out of my truck, to the young hostess who seated us, down to the other diners already there, both men and women, Kate drew a lot of attention.

“Now, can I say that I told you so?” I asked her after we were seated.

“Told me so, about what?” she asked.

“About how good you look,” I told her. “The valet couldn’t keep his eyes off of your legs, the hostess gave you the once over, and a big smile as we walked in, and almost every man, and quite a few women, watched you as we walked to our table. You look incredible.”

“The valet is just a kid,” türkçe bahis she responded, “and the hostess is just being nice. That’s her job.”

“You can try to convince yourself all you want,” I told her. “The fact is that a young kid, who sees a lot of younger women every day, was practically drooling over you, and a young woman gave you the once over. She didn’t look at me like that.”

“Stop,” she said, blushing. “I’m sure that you’re just imagining things.”

“Ok, I won’t embarrass you,” I said, “but I know what I saw.”

After that, I noticed Kate giving me glances over the top of her menu as we decided what to order. As we made eye contact at one point, she had a big smile on her face, obviously enjoying the fact that, at the very least, she had my attention.

We enjoyed a very nice dinner, a bottle of very nice red wine, and some excellent conversation. We decided to stay there after dinner, and listened to the house band play some Samba music.

We sat and had some more wine while we watched people dancing, and as I watched her moving to the rhythms in her chair, I asked Kate if she wanted to dance.

“You want to dance?” she asked, shocked.

“Why not?” I said. “I’ve never even tried to Samba before, but I’m willing to make myself look like a fool. Besides, I can’t look any worse than some of the people out there right now.”

Giggling, she got up and we walked out onto the dance floor. As we danced for the next few minutes, I enjoyed watching Kate’s body. Her breasts bounced lightly, and her ass swayed as she moved to the music. She truly was a beautiful sight.

After we went back to our table and finished off our wine, we decided to head home. As we drove, Kate playfully whined that it was too early to go home yet.

“Well, why don’t you join me, and we’ll have a little more wine, and we can talk some more?” I suggested, not wanting the evening to end either. “Unless you’d like to go somewhere else for a couple of drinks and some dancing.”

“No,” she replied. “Let’s head back. I don’t want to go home yet, but if I’m going to have any more to drink, I want it to be close to home.”

“That sounds good to me,” I told her, as I headed home, encouraged by the fact that she wanted to spend more time with me, too.

When we got back to Amy’s, we went around back to the Tiki hut, and I got another bottle of wine as Kate made herself comfortable.

As I started pouring the wine, Kate motioned towards the new hot tub. “I haven’t seen that before. When did you put it in?” she asked.

“I just finished it today,” I explained. “I haven’t even had a chance to try it out yet.”

“Aww, poor baby!” she teased as she sipped her wine. “A brand new hot tub, and no one to soak in it with!”

“Oh, I wouldn’t say that,” I responded, smiling at her. “You’re here with me.”

“You want me to break it in with you?” she asked, surprised.

“Why not?” I asked. “It’s a nice night, and a good soak would be a great way to end an evening like this, especially after all that dancing.”

“Yeah, that would feel nice on my legs and back, but I don’t know if I should soak with you,” she answered.

“Why not?” I teased. “You don’t trust me? Or you don’t trust yourself?”

“Yes,” she giggled, sipping more wine. “I also don’t want to do anything that would hurt your relationship with Amy, or my friendship with her.”

“My relationship with Amy is open,” I explained. “Neither of us wants anything serious right now, so we are just friends. Very GOOD friends, but still just friends.”

“HOW good of friends?” she asked.

“I know what you’re getting at, but I will tell you, I NEVER kiss and tell,” I told her. “I never even tell if I’ve kissed.” Kate looked at me with a smile, and didn’t say anything else.

“Now,” I asked, “do you want to help me break in this hot tub?”

“I don’t have a swim suit,” Kate replied, after thinking about it for a second.

“Well, we’re both adults,” I told her, hoping that I wasn’t pushing my luck too far. “And it IS a hot tub. We COULD go in nude, the way a hot tub is supposed to be enjoyed.”

“Oh, I don’t know if I’m ready for that,” she said.

“Well, why don’t we go in and see if Amy has anything that you can wear,” I suggested.

Kate looked at the hot tub, and said, “Oh, what the hell,” and stood up. I turned the heater to the tub on, and we headed into the house.

We went into Amy’s bedroom, and I told Kate where to look for a swimsuit, while I changed into something that I could wear.

After a couple of minutes, she walked out and told me that none of Amy’s suits fit her. That really didn’t surprise me, because Kate was a little wider in the hips, and bustier than Amy.

“Well, let’s see what else we can come up with,” I told her, and went back into Amy’s room with her. As I walked in, Kate looked me over and smiled.

I opened Amy’s closet, and found an old wife-beater that she wore under her shirts when she worked out. “How about this?” I asked Kate, holding it up for her.

She iddaa siteleri took it and held it against her body. “Ok, this might work,” she said. “What about bottoms, though?”

“How about your panties?” I asked. “They can’t be any more revealing than a swimsuit bottom.”

“The ones that I’m wearing are lace,” she said shyly.

“Well, I don’t think that any of her shorts will fit you,” I reasoned. “How about this? You can wear a wrap out to the tub, and I’ll turn around until you’re all the way in.”

Looking at me for a second, Kate finally said, “Ok, that will work. But I still don’t think that it’s fair that I will be in underwear, and you’ll be in a swimsuit.”

“Hey, I’m the one that suggested going in nude, remember?” I said.

“Well, then you go in nude, and I’ll join you when I get changed,” she said with a smile on her face, her eyes going over my body again.

“That fine with me,” I said as I walked out, calling her bluff.

I grabbed a couple of towels and headed outside. I refilled the wine glasses, grabbed another bottle, just in case, and went to the tub.

Checking the water, I was happy with the temperature, and I stripped off my suit and climbed into the tub. I had sunk most of the tub into the ground, but you still had to walk up three steps to get to the deck surrounding it.

As I sat there enjoying the water and the jets, Kate finally walked out of the house. “The shirt’s a little tight on me,” she said as she climbed the stairs to the tub.

“I’m sure it will be fine,” I assured her. “Especially once you get in.”

“I hope so,” she replied. “Now turn around, like you promised.”

I did as she asked, and heard her get into the tub. “Oh, this feels nice!” I heard her say, when she was all the way in. When I turned around, I saw her submerged up to her neck in the water. She had laid her head back on the padded edge and was starting to relax.

“I brought the wine glasses, if you want some more,” I told her.

“That sounds good,” she replied, and sat up to reach for her glass. I had placed my suit between the glasses, and I heard her gasp when she saw it laying on the deck.

“Oh my god!” she laughed. “You really did take it off?”

“I said that I would,” I told her.

“So you’re sitting there naked?” she asked, giggling.

“Yes,” I told her.

“Oh my god! I don’t believe it!” she said.

“What? Do you want proof?” I joked, as I started to stand.

“No!” she laughed. “At least, not yet.”

I laughed, and sat back, reaching for my wine. We sat there for a few minutes, talking and drinking, until Kate said softly, “This is nice. Very romantic.”

I didn’t know how to reply to that, so I just looked over at her. Looking back at me, she asked, “Does that bother you, that I said that?”

“Not at all,” I assured her. “I have to agree. It is very nice, and romantic like this.”

“I’m sure that Amy will like this,” she said softly, still looking at me.

“I’m sure that she will,” I replied. “But there’s no Amy here right now. Just you and me.”

“Yes,” she sighed, and reached up for her glass again. After finishing off her wine, Kate looked at me and asked, “Would you mind holding me?”

“I would love to,” I said. “Why don’t you slide over here, and lean back on me?”

“That sounds perfect,” she replied.

Before she sat back against me, I quickly repositioned myself so that one of the jets would be hitting Kate just right. As she leaned into me, I slid my hands around her waist, and I felt the lace of her panties against my rising cock.

It didn’t take long before the jets started taking their desired effect on Kate, and she adjusted her body just a bit. She gasped quietly, and I knew that she had felt my cock pressing against her asscheeks.

“This is nice,” Kate whispered, as she nestled her head against my chest.

“Yes, it is,” I agreed, and I started to slowly slide my hands up along the length of her arms while I softly kissed her neck.

I felt her breathing deepen as my hands started to slowly get closer to her breasts, and she moaned as my lips found a sensitive spot at the base of her neck.

Kate moaned louder when my lips reached her neck just below her ear and I started to softly nibble at the spot. At that point, my hands reached around and softly took her breasts in their grasp.

Kate moaned again as I lifted and squeezed her breasts, and she started to move her hips, rubbing her lace-covered ass against my hard shaft. Her nipples were hard and long, sticking out a good inch.

When I started to gently pinch her nipples while I nibbled on her soft spot under her ear, she breathed, “Oh my god!”

“Do you like that?” I whispered.

“Oh, yeah,” she whispered back, arching her back to fill my hands better.

“Why don’t you turn around?” I said, as I lowered my hands to her waist.

Kate turned and faced me, and climbed into my lap. I could see the dark outline of her aureola through the wet shirt, her nipples erect and standing out long.

She deneme bonusu veren siteler looked me in the eyes, her lids half open, and I slid my hands up to her breasts. Cupping each one in my hands, I gently squeezed her tits, lightly pinching her nipples in between my thumb and forefingers, and she closed her eyes and sighed.

I pulled her into me, and my hard shaft fell between her legs, settling against her lace-covered mound. Kate moaned and moved her hips slightly, arranging my cock where it felt best on her.

Leaning into her, I kissed her lightly on the lips. She whimpered and wrapped her arms around me, intensifying our lip lock. I slid my hands down to her ass, and pulled her lower body closer into me, pressing my cock harder against her.

As I squeezed her asscheeks, Kate wiggled and moved her hips, sliding her panties against my pole. She broke off the kiss and pulled me in even closer, her head falling to my shoulder. I felt a slight shudder, and heard her gasp as she bucked her hips faster.

I started moving closer to the far wall of the tub, and leaned her back. Remaking eye contact, I slid my hands back up the front of her wet shirt, gliding them over her hard nipples, until my hands were at the neck of the shirt.

As I looked deep into her eyes, which dripped with lust and desire, I pulled the neck of the shirt apart, ripping it. Hearing the sound of the wet fabric tear, Kate gasped loudly, and then moaned, arching her back and thrusting her chest towards me.

I squeezed her exposed breasts and nipples, and she kept her eyes closed as she moaned and gasped. She started to move her hips around again, and then reached down and took a hold of my rigid cock.

Her eyes widened as she wrapped her fingers around my hard shaft, and she whispered to me, “Stand up. I want to see you.”

She released her grip on my rod, and I stood in front of her. As the water cascaded off of my body, her eyes immediately went to my cock, which stood proud.

As I stood there, my cock hard and waving in the breeze, I heard some noise coming from the bushes, just as I had the night before. Again, I started to write it off as critters, but this time I noticed a branch moving higher up. Too high for a racoon or possum.

“That’s NICE!” she whispered, regaining my attention. “Nice and thick! Long, too! I think I’m going to have fun with this!”

Kate smiled, and reached out again. As she wrapped her fingers around my wet, hard pole, she leaned in to me. Looking up at me, she opened her ruby-red lips, and slowly lowered her head over my cock.

“Oh, my god!” I gasped as she took my shaft into her mouth. I reached down and placed my hands on her head, and she slowly started to bob up and down, sliding her lips over my stiff rod.

Kate took me in deep, and then slowly slid my cock out of her mouth, dragging her tongue along the bottom side if the shaft. When she got to the head, she ran her tongue along the rim, and then started sucking on just the head as she stroked the shaft.

“Oh, yeah,” I groaned. “That’s nice.”

She took me in deep again, and I held her head tight against my crotch. She sucked on the thick, hard shaft, and then slowly slid her lips back.

Reaching up, she took my ass in her hands and started bobbing her head faster, sucking firmly on me.

“Oh my god, that is so good!” I moaned as I watched her.

“Mmmm,” she responded, and continued sucking me off. She worked her oral talents on me for a few more minutes, sucking my cock and flitting her tongue along it, until she released my hard staff from her mouth.

“That is a very tasty dick!” she said, continuing to stroke it as she sat back.

As I lowered myself back into the tub, she released her grip on my shaft, and I leaned in and kissed her. It wasn’t long before I started to kiss my way down her neck, and reached her shoulders.

As I started to work my lips and tongue down her chest, I placed my hands on her hips and lifted her up slightly. I sat her on my legs as I pulled one side of the ripped shirt away and kissed my way around her breast. Kate moaned as I lightly lifted her breast, and kissed and licked the underside.

I was circling my way around her breast, closing in on her nipple. When I reached the outer edges of her aureola, she groaned and placed her hands on my head. I stuck my tongue out, and softly licked my way along the darkened skin, and closed in the center.

I finally flicked my tongue across her hardened nipple, and Kate held my head tightly and sighed. Wrapping my lips around her stiff little bud, and sucked it into my mouth, sliding my tongue across it while I did.

After a couple of seconds, I reached up and placed my thumb and forefinger on either side of her erect bud and stretched the skin tight. I flicked my tongue over her nipple quickly, and Kate gasped, and whispered, “Oh, yes!”

I teased her like that for a few seconds, and then switched to her other breast. While I treated that one the same way I did the first, I pinched and pulled on her abandoned nipple, causing her to groan.

After a couple of minutes of teasing her breasts like that, I lifted her higher and sat her on the edge of the tub. As I slid my fingers into the waistband of her white lace panties, she reached down, grabbed my hands, and said, “These are my favorite panties. Don’t rip them!”

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Big Dicks

It had been two long and lonely years after my divorce was finalized. Three, if you count the last sexless ugly year of my 8 year marriage to my ex-husband who abused me and left for a younger woman that I knew.

It was in my new neighborhood after my ugly divorce when I became what I despised. I was at a neighborhood barbecue and met many new people, some of whom were very attractive men and women. I was one of only two single women there. It was very casual and I was wearing a pair of shorts, a t-shirt and some wedge sandals showing off a little bit of my long legs and my new pedicure.

One of the women I knew from the neighborhood and her husband came over and we started just some small talk. I could not help but notice that her husband was continuously looking me up and down, as if giving me the once over during our entire conversation. I had caught him stealing glances at my legs and feet several more times throughout the day. This was a little awkward for me because I did not know if his wife was seeing the same thing or not. As it turned out, she was too busy talking to notice.

Honestly, it was very exciting and disturbing at the same time to me. Since my ex-husband left me, I had not felt very attractive in general and definitely did not think I would be the least bit attractive to this good looking, younger, and married man. However, I did not really care for his wife however, as she had one of those super annoying voices along with the fact that she was a good ten years younger than me, very pretty, and extremely fit and toned as well.

Her husband was extremely nice and had offered to help with anything around my house, since I was single and did not have a man around the house to help, which I thought was really thoughtful. We continued our eye contact throughout the day and even when we were talking to other people. There seemed to be this energy between us that wouldn’t go away. Just knowing that he was looking at me that way made me feel desirable in a way that I had not felt for years. I was actually getting very turned on by bahis siteleri the thought and my pussy grew wetter each time I caught him looking.

We ended up saying our goodbyes at the party and much to my surprise, just as his wife turned around to say her goodbyes to someone else, he gave me a quick stroke on the small of my back and a wink. This sent instant shivers down my back and to my pussy which was instantly wet again. As I walked home, I thought the touch may have been innocent and was a result of the alcohol in him acting up and a little overzealous but innocent flirting.

When I got home, I was still extremely turned on by the prospect of being attractive to him, as I had not been with anybody since my ex-husband. As soon as I got to my bedroom, I quickly took off my shorts and panties and started playing with my still wet pussy for an hour, just thinking about the slight possibility of fucking him. After my orgasm had subsided however, I felt horrible for masturbating to thoughts of fucking another woman’s husband. I remembered how stupid and worthless, I had felt when I found out about my ex husband’s cheating.

A few days later, I ran into him by himself at the grocery store after work. We started off with the small talk and again I noticed that he was checking me out from head to toe. The sexual tension between us was crazy as I knew for sure he was checking me out and I desperately wanted to find out his intentions.

As our conversation continued, he complimented me on my office attire. He used the words “sexy” and “amazing” when describing my appearance. He said that he would want his wife would dress more like me. I was shocked by this, since as I said, his wife was a good ten years younger and fitter than me and what I thought was much prettier as well.

I then asked him, is that why he was looking at me so much the other day at the party. He responded affirmatively, although a little shyly as well, but admitted to me that he couldn’t help himself but to look at my gorgeous legs and sexy feet canlı bahis siteleri along with the rest of me. I was so flattered, that I felt myself blushing right there. My pussy grew wetter as well.

We continued talking and flirting at the supermarket. As we were about to check out, he again politely offered to help me with anything around the house, to which I took a rather bold step and said rather flirtatiously and suggestively, “Anything?”.

He then asked me if I had a problem with him being married. I told him that it was fine with me as long as we did not get caught. By that point I was so horny because I had been thinking about him non-stop since our meeting at the party, I did not really care about anything else, especially his annoying wife. I made plans with him to come over to my house later that night.

I was so nervous afterward, the thrill of doing something crazy like this, the thought of getting caught by his wife, and being naked in front of a new man. My pussy had been wet since seeing him at the grocery store and the anticipation just made it worse.

When he finally arrived at my door, he was wearing his jogging outfit and told me that was how he got out of the house from his wife. I was still in my office attire since he liked it so much, I decided to keep it on until he arrived, even though my pantyhose were completely soaked through by then. I was still very self-conscious about how my body looked so I asked him if he minded if I kept some of my clothes on during sex. He said, “Of course not”, and we immediately started touching one another and kissing. I then just got on my knees and started sucking his quite large cock, since according to my ex husband its the only thing that I did well. I really wanted to please him so I decided to suck him until he wanted something else because knowing that married men don’t often get this from their wives! I was still nervous about my performance with him since I had not been with another man since my ex husband, but he kept telling me how gorgeous güvenilir bahis I looked and how great my mouth felt to him. I was still getting hotter and wetter by the second and had to touch my soaking pussy through the wet material of my pantyhose.

Seeing me do this, he picked me up from the floor and pulled my skirt up to my waist and pulled my pantyhose down over my ass and started licking my pussy and asshole from behind. My body and especially my pussy never felt so good in my 43 years (my ex never went down on me because he said I had a ugly pussy). He continued to tell me how great I tasted and how hot my pussy looked to him for what seemed like an eternity. He then turned me over so we could kiss some more and started fucking my super wet pussy.

We ended up fucking for two hours straight that night and he finally had to go home to his wife. I told him that it was the best sex that I ever had and that anytime he wanted it from me all he had to do was come over or call me and I would meet him. He said that it was great for him as well. I then asked him if sex with me was as good as with his wife to which he said it was better. It was huge relief and a giant ego boost to me that I could please him as well.

Since the start of all this, we have maintained that our relationship is purely sexual, I do not want him to leave his wife for me, at least not yet because the sneaking around is so much fun. The fact that I could have him so easily from his very attractive wife gave me the much needed ego boost from my horrible ex and subsequent ugly divorce. Since we had this sex-only understanding, we are both completely uninhibited. I let him use me a his personal fuck toy and he can do anything he wants to me. I do not mind being used like this because it is mutual and he makes me feel terrific.

His wife and I are actually friends now and she suspects nothing on my part, because why would her husband want some old lady like me over her?

As a matter of fact, she was always asking me about how to keep her husband from straying (too late) since she knew about how my ex left me. She thinks that he might be cheating with someone he works with at his office.

Since our affair has progressed, I have even fucked him in their bed when she was out of town for work, while wearing lingerie that he bought for her, but that’s another story.

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Asian

He was with the redhead again. Sarah breathed quietly through her nose, one eye held to the crack in the closet door. It was a walk-in, so she wasn’t cramped. The space stretched out behind her, seeming cavernous and empty when all her attention was focused on the scene being enacted on the other side of the door.

Did daddy suspect? Did he think she wouldn’t have the nerve to do it after yesterday? She smiled grimly. If he thought what happened yesterday would be a deterrent, then daddy didn’t know his little girl at all. Sarah had huddled in her room, as father commanded, throat deliciously raw while she’d relived those few short minutes over and over again.

She wanted to do it once more. She wanted the taste and the feel of her father’s cock in her mouth. No, who was she kidding? Not just once more. No way. She wanted to do it repeatedly, frequently. She’d realized last night, for the first time, why she’d never let any of the boys she dated touch her or make out with her. They called Sarah the Ice Princess at school. But it wasn’t prudishness or fear that had helped to keep Sarah so stubbornly innocent.

She’d been saving herself for daddy. She wanted him and only him. The trick was how to get him, but after yesterday it shouldn’t prove too difficult a task.

The redhead giggled as she pulled her shirt off, jerking Sarah from her thoughts and back into the present. Daddy’s lover wasn’t wearing a bra and her impressive breasts bounced free. Her nipples were already hard, reminding Sarah of tart raspberries.

Sarah felt a dart of jealousy stab at her heart when she watched her father reach out and cup those white, generous tits. They were so large, so beautiful. She watched, mesmerized, while daddy fondled the woman, how her flesh gave under his ministrations. And she felt lightening low in her belly when daddy leaned down, laving his tongue hungrily over a nipple before taking as much tit into his mouth as possible and suckling.

The redhead went wild, clutching her father’s head to her breast and moaning loudly. Daddy stretched her legs apart, slipping his large hands up long, white thighs to the gleaming, red hair nestled at her cunt.

“Wait! Wait, David! You’re going too fast.” The redhead panted, pulling back and shaking her head.

“Are you fucking kidding me?” Daddy asked, his voice strained. “After yesterday?”

“Mmmm, yes. Your naughty daughter interrupted us, didn’t she?” The woman smiled wickedly as she unbuttoned daddy’s pants with eager fingers. “Why don’t you let Lorraine make it up to you, make you forget all about your nasty little girl.”

David caught Lorraine’s wrists in a tight, hard grip and lifted them away from his swollen crotch. She gasped. Sarah could tell that his grip was too tight, that it was hurting the woman. She smiled in the darkness, feeling satisfaction.

“Come on, David. What’s wrong? You’ve always loved it when I suck your cock. Don’t you want to feed it to me?”

David forced Lorraine to turn around, so that her lush round bottom faced him. He still maintained a cruel grip on her wrists, twisting them behind her back. “Today, baby, I’d like to skip all the play and go straight to the fucking.”

Lorraine wanted it hard. She enjoyed it when he hurt her. She spread her shapely legs and wiggled her ass up against his crotch. “Do it then. Fuck me.”

Sarah held her breath as daddy used one hand to hold Lorraine’s wrists while the other unleashed his huge cock. He stroked it a moment, eyes closing momentarily, before shoving it quickly into the tight cunt in front of him.

Lorraine shrieked as pleasure mixed with pain at his roughness.

“Shut up, bitch.” He pounded into her violently. Lorraine closed her mouth and moaned low in her throat.

“Do you like that?” He asked her. The wet, slapping sounds of their fucking reached his daughter’s tantalized ears. Sarah sighed. She lifted her hands and held them gently against the doorframe. She wanted to be the one. She wanted to be in the redhead’s place. She wanted daddy’s cock pounding into her untouched pussy like that, hard and hot and greedy.

As if his lover sensed the unseen regard, she said suddenly, “What if your dirty little girl is watching us again David?” She tried to make the question husky, but it came out in lurches with each swift jab of his cock.

He paused, shaft buried deep. He turned his head and gave the closet door a speculative glance. “It is cracked.” He said, unmoving, trying to remember if he’d closed it all the way earlier. He could have sworn that he had.

Reluctantly, he began to withdraw. “I’ll shut the closet door.”

“No.” Lorraine protested. “Leave it. I kind of like the thought of your daughter watching us.”

“Do you?” David grinned and slapped her ass, leaving a red mark. “What a filthy slut you are!” He started a slow languorous slide now, taking his time, enjoying the tight, wet cunt as he rocked into and out of it.

“Come on, admit it.” Lorraine purred as David squeezed her pendulous canlı bahis breasts. “You like the thought too, don’t you?”

He increased the pace, balls slapping at Lorraine’s ass. “Maybe.” He muttered, grabbing her hips and pummeling her.

“Yes,” Lorraine closed her eyes, an ecstatic expression on her face. “Do you like watching your daddy fuck me, Sarah? Does it make you horny, seeing daddy’s big dick in my pussy? Show her, David, show her how good daddy can be.” She was panting now, face pressed into the floor and butt in the air as Sarah’s father screwed her from behind.

Sarah felt a tingling down low, an answering wetness between her legs. Jealousy reared its head again. It wasn’t fair, and now the Lorraine taunted her while she was trapped alone in the darkness. Lorraine was yelling insensible things, “Yes!” and “Oh, God.” And “Fuck me, yes!” and “Your daddy’s so good, Sarah. So good.”

Her father was moaning too, quietly. Sarah strained, pressing herself firmly against the frame, trying to hear her father underneath the bitch’s yelling. Was he saying her name? Sarah’s heart lurched, the muscles deep in her virgin pussy tightening.

Yes, he was moaning his daughter’s name over and over again. The pace had become feverish. His dick was slimy from Lorraine’s juices, bulging and dark. It inspired lust and fear in his daughter, because it was so large and so powerful as it pumped aggressively into the folds of Lorraine’s cunt.

Sarah wanted it, ached for it. She backed away from the door and crawled under her father’s long coat. It smelled of him. Old Spice. She buried her face in the hanging folds, the material muted the sounds of climax threading through the crack in the closet door. She felt excluded, an outsider, and for an instant wished she were somewhere else. Anywhere else.

Watching was no longer very fun, not after yesterday.

*

“You can come out now, Sarah.” Her father’s muffled voice came directly from the other side of the door. He stood close to it, a robe covering him. He hadn’t bathed. Lorraine had left only a few minutes ago, after taking a quick shower. She was surprised when David refused to join her under the hot spray of water, but he had other plans.

Sarah jumped, startled. Had he known all along?

“Come out right now. I know you’re in there. I know you watched.”

So he had. Sarah clambered warily to her feet and approached the closet door. “Daddy?” She asked in a small voice that made his heart constrict, “Are you mad at me?”

“Yes.” He ran a trembling hand through his hair. “What am I to do with you, Sarah?”

She shrugged, even though he couldn’t see her. Cautiously, she pushed the door open with the palm of her hand. The light blinded her for a moment, and she had to squint. In that moment, her father drew her into his arms and placed a series of feverish kisses along her jaw.

Sarah thrilled to his touch, but she was afraid too. Would it hurt much, when he put it into her?

“Daddy?”

“Shhh, sweetie. It’s going to be okay.” He whispered into her ear, licking and sucking at her earlobe, lightly nipping it until chills raced up and down her arms. “Do you know what you do to me?” He murmured. “Do you know how turned on I was earlier, knowing you were watching me?”

He pushed Sarah away from him then, because his cock was growing hard pressed against her flat belly, and it made him feel guilty. “It’s wrong Sarah. I’m your father and it’s wrong. So why do you continue to tempt me?” He caressed her white blonde curls, rubbing his hand over her head. “You’re my little angel and what I did to you yesterday…” His voice trailed away to nothing, hand gently stroking and petting at the soft, silken strands.

Sarah lifted her head and gazed into her father’s eyes. “You enjoyed yesterday, daddy.” She cupped her hand over his, stilling it. “I enjoyed it too. I can’t explain it. I don’t know why, but I want you daddy. I want you to do to me what you did with her.” She pressed her other hand against the cock that strained against the cotton robe. It grew beneath her hand, making her eyes widen. She gasped at the sensation. It was as if that part of her father was a living, separate entity. She wanted to know it completely. She wanted to worship it.

Her daddy’s eyes closed and he suppressed a groan. Pleased, Sarah rubbed her hand over it again. “I want that part of you,” she said as she took the hand under hers and lowered it to her abdomen “inside here.” She wasn’t brave enough to take it all the way down. Her heart tripped and skipped frantically inside her ribcage. Her mouth was dry and the fast pulse fluttered in the artery at her neck. What would he do now?

David took a deep, calming breath and opened his eyes. “Baby girl, you know we shouldn’t…”

He was relenting! Sarah continued to caress her father’s cock, wrapping her small hand around it…trying to…it was too large for her to grasp comfortably in one hand. She needed to use both. So she left her father’s hand kaçak iddaa alone and low on her belly. She pushed the robe aside and stared a moment at her daddy’s dick, admiring its size and firmness.

Her pussy ached at the sight of her father’s sex, her juices slipping out thickly and making her upper thighs sticky. Her mouth watered as she wrapped both hands around his cock’s thick width and squeezed gently yet firmly. It pulsed again, growing even harder and jutting arrogantly up toward her innocent face, straining in vain for those pink lips that were so far away.

“I’m eighteen years old. I saved myself for you, daddy.” Sarah said quietly, watching the expressions of pleasure ripple over his face. “I want this. I want you. Don’t make me beg.”

He looked drugged, drugged with desire for the forbidden, the taboo. His green eyes glowed and narrowed on his daughter’s dainty countenance. If only she looked eighteen, maybe it would be easier. She was so tiny, and still too close to the image of his little baby girl; it created an intoxicating cocktail of guilt and want inside him.

“Beg?” He caught on that word. It made him hornier, the thought of making his daughter beg for it. He took hold of her wrists, tender as opposed to rough as he’d been with Lorraine, and he pressed those small resisting hands away from his member.

“Sweetheart, if you’re so hot for daddy’s cock, then you’d be willing to beg for it. Will you beg your papa for another taste?” His voice roughened, but his hands were still careful not to hurt her. She curled her captive hands into fists, pressing her lips together and frowning up at him.

“Do you want me to beg for it, daddy?”

David smiled slightly, “Get down on your knees, girl. Beg for your daddy’s cock and maybe he’ll let you touch it again.”

Sarah fell to her knees in front of him, feeling deja vue wash over her. He still held her wrists, now they were lifted above her head. The position forced her chest out and her plump, perky tits pressed against her top. It was white, a thin nylon material that hid nothing. Every curve was outlined, and when her nipples hardened every detail was visible beneath the cloth.

Her father eyed them hotly. “Where did you get that shirt?”

“Do you like it?” She responded coyly, pressing her chest further out and wiggling so that they jiggled ever so slightly. She’d seen Lorraine do this before, with more dramatic effects because the lady’s chest was significantly larger. But the look in daddy’s eyes eased Sarah’s insecurities. He liked what he saw, and that was enough.

“Beg now.” He said gruffly.

Sarah obeyed. She looked up into her papa’s intense eyes and said, “Daddy, please let me touch it. I want to so much. Please, I’ll be good. I promise. Just let me touch your cock. Let me kiss it, daddy. Please.”

David held his cock in one hand, jerked off for a moment while his daughter continued to plead with him, her eyes now fixed on the member in front of her. “Okay, baby. Just a little taste, and if you’re good you’ll get more.”

“Oh thank you daddy! Thank you! I’ll be good.” Sarah was fervent, so obviously hungry for it.

He guided his cock to her mouth and brushed the tip lightly over her lips, leaving the gleam of pre-come glistening there. He withdrew. “Lick your lips.”

Sarah obeyed, flicking her tongue first over the upper lip and then over the lower. She was thorough and lapped up every last drop. “Daddy, you taste yummy. Please give your good little girl more. Please daddy! I’ll do anything you want.”

He guided his cock to her mouth again and rubbed the head over her lips, pressing slowly into them until the head was buried within his daughter’s mouth. It seemed impossible, but she’d forgotten how delicious it was. It tasted different though, muskier.

“Do you taste that, sweetheart? Do you know what that is?” Her father asked as he languidly pressed more and more of his cock into her mouth. She widened her lips and licked at it.

“You’re tasting Lorraine’s pussy juice. Do you like it? Is it yummy too?” His dick popped out of her mouth and rapped against her cheek while she nodded, wide-eyed.

“Lick it all off, baby girl. Get your daddy’s cock nice and clean before he fucks your brains out.”

He still held himself at the base. His daughter stuck out her tongue and lapped it like she’d lick at a lolly pop. She made happy noises in her throat as she licked every inch of his hard, veined cock.

“That’s right, clean it all off.” He encouraged her, watching the red tongue snake across his turgid length. “Now the balls. Be a good girl and clean papa’s balls.” Sarah obeyed, sucking as much as she could very gently into her mouth and sucking softly. They hardened as well, drawing up tight. She licked all around them, and even into the crevice at his buttocks.

Daddy moaned and pulled her head back. Sarah had a fleeting moment to stare at daddy’s immense organ as it bobbed in front of her face. She trembled inside.

“Open kaçak bahis wide.” He warned, swiftly shoving his cock all the way into her mouth, touching the back of her throat and making her gag. She was ready for this. She was hungry for it and she devoured as much of her daddy’s cock as he would give her.

He held the back of her head as he pumped savagely into her hot, tiny mouth. “Look at me, sweetheart.” He said. Sarah obediently rolled her eyes up so that her father could look into them. They were the clean, pure blue of a cloudless summer sky. And beneath them, her petite pink lips were forced open, his engorged cock slipping wetly between them, stuffing her mouth with it. He knew that if he kept this up long enough, her jaws would ache and become sore.

He moved his hand from the back of her head and instead cupped her jaw, fingers digging into her bulging cheeks. He could feel his dick beneath the flesh as it pumped at her mouth. Her eyes were shining. She choked and gagged on him, but her eyes only revealed pleasure and adoration.

Suddenly he stopped though, sliding his cock from her mouth and pressing Sarah down onto her back. He grabbed her shirt and tore it from her chest, releasing her dainty tits with their hard little nipples. He leaned over her, pressing his cock into the sleek skin of her belly as he kneaded and rolled her breast.

Daddy’s dick was hot and heavy on her tummy while his hands worked magic with her breasts. Sarah moaned and shifted restlessly beneath him. He lowered his head and suckled her. Sharp sparks of pleasure spiraled through Sarah’s body.

Helplessly, she arched her back and cried out, “Daddy, yes!”

His hand wandered down her belly as he sucked and nipped her tits, panting and trying to take it slow. It was her first time. He had to go slow. His calloused fingers slipped Sarah’s pants down over her slender hips and then pressed against her cunt. He nearly came then, from the feel of his daughter’s furry snatch beneath his questing fingers. They dipped between the folds of flesh and found her wet, ready.

He rubbed at her clit, making her moan more, and he lifted above her, watching his daughter’s face as he slipped one finger into her impossibly tight pussy. Her eyes flew open and she mewled a little, it was a kitten sound.

“How does that feel, baby girl?” Daddy asked quietly, intent on his daughter’s every expression while he slipped his middle finger deep into her cunt. He palmed her with his finger inside, rubbing the sensitive clit.

“It hurts!” She gasped. Then, “Ohhhh, it feels good.”

David smiled. “Give daddy a kiss.” He bent down and pressed his lips to his daughter’s. He parted them with his tongue and kissed her deep while he finger fucked her until she came. Her first orgasm slammed over her, drowning her. She moaned and gasped and cried into her father’s rapacious mouth, his tongue devouring each sound she made.

Her hips were rocking and shifting so sweetly, rubbing his cock into a state of painful arousal. He lifted his sodden finger and broke the kiss, holding it between their mouths.

“Taste your come, sweetie.”

Sarah obeyed, taking daddy’s finger into her mouth and lapping her salty come off it. His knee pressed her legs open and he settled himself between them. Daddy pulled his wet finger from her mouth and rubbed it over her nipples.

She felt his cock, so immense and burning hot between her young thighs. She didn’t recognize daddy at all now. He looked like a stranger, possessed, as he guided the head of his cock between the lips of his daughter’s lush cunt.

“I’m going to fuck you now, Sarah. Are you ready for this? Are you ready for your daddy’s cock?”

Her eyes clouded with desire. “Yes! Yes, please fuck me daddy! Fuck your little girl!”

And with that, he shoved into her. She yelped in pain as he broke through her hymen. Sarah could feel blood oozing down her thighs. She hurt. There was nothing but pain and tearing. Daddy was too big.

She shook her head, eyes filling with tears that made everything blurry. “Stop daddy! Stop! You’re too big!” She pushed ineffectually at his shoulders. He didn’t stop. He kept pressing his huge cock further and further into her tight little hole.

“Please daddy!” Tears streamed down her cheeks. He bent and licked at the fiery trails.

“Daddy can’t stop.” He muttered. “And daddy will fit. The pain passes, baby. Just hang on.” He drank her tears and buried himself fully into her. She was so tight, so hot and so sweet that he lost control. Her muscles were clutching him involuntarily, squeezing her father’s dick in a deliciously constrictive embrace.

He pumped at her furiously, holding her hands above her head. David stared down at her breasts as they quivered and jerked under each savage thrust, her entire body rocking from the impact of his cock slamming hard into her womb. She moaned and cried and begged and pleaded as her daddy’s cock tore at her insides, stretching her impossibly wide.

But eventually the pain did ease, and another sensation replaced it. She was still tender, and the pain was still there, but pleasure stole in as well…a strange, foreign kind of pleasure that had something to do with the size of him and how he filled her so completely.

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Salenna Part 2: She is reunited with her cousin

Roger picked Craig and all his gear up from the airport, he was back from college, on the way home they chatted about how he got on with his grades, about the sports he played and any thing else that he wanted to talk about. They touched on women and he said that he didn’t have any body special at the moment although he had a fling with a couple of girls during the last term. Roger told him that he went to Steve and Trish’s funeral about 2 weeks ago and how sudden it was and that he had Salenna staying with him in the house, Craig commented that she was lucky to have somebody that cared, to look after her.

Craig’s most recent memory of Salenna was a few years ago and that she was a very pretty blonde, carrying a little bit of puppy fat, cheeky as all get out who tormented him all the time because he was big for his age but they got along like brother and sister. Roger mentioned that she had gone into a convent and was training to be a nun, this threw him a bit, but he said “to each his own.”

They were just about home now so Craig spent the next minute or so gathering his possessions, and as they pulled up he vaulted out, ignoring the car door and ran through the front entrance, bumping into Salenna who was coming out to greet them. Craig picked her up and swung her around a couple of times before kissing her on the cheek and saying “Hi Sal how are you? Weird threads you got on, where’s your hat and broom?” It looked like those years that had passed had no effect on their relationship and Salenna beat him on the chest playfully for the last comment.

The small talk was fast and furious with all the catching up to do and because of the warm weather they had all sunk a few cans of beer each. Craig said he was starving, grabbed the phone and rang for chinese, when that arrived it was devoured by all, they relaxed after that and Craig said he was going for a swim. “Are you two coming in? or are you just going to get drunk.”

He came down to the pool in his very brief black racing bathers, you could hardly tell where his skin started or the bathers finished. He stood about 6’3” and at eighteen and a well developed body through all the sport he played he looked like an African prince, he dived in and did a few laps then climbed out and dripping wet, collapsed on the pool lounge. It should be mentioned that Craig was adopted at birth because Pat was infertile and when they saw this little black negro baby in the cot at the hospital the decision was made, and he became part of the family.

“Hey dad move your butt and get in the pool, or do you need your floaties.”

The sound of the click, click of Salenna’s sandals on the pool surround drew attention to her, neither of them was prepared for the sight that appeared. She stood there tall, slim, long legs, narrow waist, so beautiful and her long blonde hair waving in the breeze and her huge, no enormous tits, covered by the smallest blue bikini. She clicked her way over to where Craig was sitting and bent down to give him a kiss.

“You gave me a kiss but I didn’t get a chance to give you one back.” As she bent down her huge tits wobbled and nearly fell out of the small piece of cloth that was trying to restrain them, she gave Craig an open mouthed kiss that lingered just a little longer than he expected. Craig’s cock was now at full attention and it’s head was poking out of the top of his bathers by a couple of inches, just then Salenna slipped over on her high heeled sandals and she flopped her tits into his face. Trying to get her balance she put her hand on his cock. That was enough for Craig, he lost control and came all over his stomach, he dived into the pool to hide his embarrassment and to wash the cum off himself. Salenna was totally unaware that she was the cause of his erection and subsequent ejaculation because she hadn’t physically done anything to him, boy, if there was a medal for innocence she would have a chest full (no pun intended).

You could tell that Craig was still embarrassed because he hopped out of the pool and ran inside

“Just going to get changed,” he yelled back. Roger asked Salenna to sit down and was trying to think of a way to tell her that Craig was not very skilled at sex, that he was like she was about 2 weeks ago, a virgin (if not, then close to it from what he had gathered). While he was thinking of a way around this touchy subject she had his cock out and in her mouth, sucking him off.

“Salenna, are you paying attention to what I have to say?” Roger said. He looked down, her head nodded in the affirmative, and not missing a beat she caught the lot in her mouth as he came.

“Salenna, Craig is very young for his age in sexual matters and also very sensitive when he is touched on his penis so if you are going to play with him be gentle and don’t make fun of his massive cock or he will get upset, just as you did when people made bedava bahis fun of your big tits.”

“ Is it really, really big? Uncle Rog, do you think he would mind if I sucked it? Will it be too big to fit in my arse? Oh I can’t wait to see it.” She was prattling on like a small girl about to unwrap a Xmas present.

“Just be patient and gentle and all good things will came to those who wait,” my god he sounded like a 59 year old, not his 39 years. He left her sitting in the sun with her sunglasses on and her bikini top off, playing with her nipples.

The last 30 minutes had Roger stressed out, so he went into the rec room and got himself a beer, switched on the air con and the music and flopped into the sofa. He often came here it was very restful it had a fully stocked bar, a billiard table, a lounge setting, some gym equipment, a king size bed, heaps of cushions, music and at one end a shower and massage table. But what was not noticeable was the 10 hidden cameras stuck behind mirrors, in the ceiling and in light fittings. This room was very helpful sometimes in his line of work, it tended to relax people and if he needed to check whether actors were right for a part. Roger would tell them what the scene required such as fucking or fellitatio etc and leave them to it and watch the tapes later, that way there was no false acting, which can destroy a film, and if some parts were any good they could be incorporated in the editing.

They chatted for a while then all agreed that it had been a big day and they would hit the sack. Salenna got into bed naked as usual and tried to think of a way of getting to see Craig’s supposed big pecker. Roger thought he would check some files again and Craig went to his room got under the sheet and pulled a couple of stick books out that he had under the mattress. Since he had seen Salenna by the pool Craig could think of nothing else but her huge tits that had enveloped his face for an instant, his cock had been semi rigid ever since and now seemed the time to get some relief with the books. Half way through the first book and his cock was ready for some attention so he wrapped his hand around it and started to stroke it.

Knock – knock on the door, and it swung open and in walked Salenna in her dressing gown, she had never been asked to come in when she was younger, she had always just walked in as there wasn’t anything to hide between them. Craig rushed to get the books under the sheet before he said “Sal, not sleep walking are you?” the books were hidden but the sheet covering his groin was sticking up about 8 inches.

“What were you looking at before I came in?” and she playfully grabbed the books from under the sheet, “Hmm, not bad ..not bad, I’ll bet you’d like to do what he’s doing!” as she flipped though the pages and stopped at one where the bloke was chock-a-block up the cunt of a pretty little girl bending over and hanging on to her ankles,

“What else is under the sheet?” she asked. She pulled it back cheekily and there was the cock that she had been so anxious to see, a massive black cock with Craig’s hand around it and more than 5 inches sticking out above that. Salenna gasped, this was nearly twice as big as her dads and uncle Rog’s, both her hands went up to her mouth, Craig grabbed the sheet and pulled it back over himself, it was too late she had seen it and from that moment it was to become her black phallic idol.

Salenna pull the sheet back off his cock and still hypnotized said “Can I kiss it please?” no answer, so she put her right hand around the shaft and put her lips on the head of his cock and gave it a kiss, then she stuck her tongue into his slit and as a parting gesture she ran her tongue around the glans.

It surprised them both, it came like rifle bullets almost tearing the flesh from the back of her throat, shot after shot after shot until it just slowed to a dribble. When the first shot was fired Saleena had the presence of mind to clasp her mouth around his cock so none of the cum would leak out and as she swallowed she savoured the taste. Craig had never cum like this when he pulled himself, the last few spurts must have come from his toes, his body was shaking all over, his brow was sweating and he could feel where his fingernails had dug into the palms of his hands.

“Sorry,……… I’m sorry Sal I couldn’t help it, no woman has ever done that to me before, I didn’t know that it was going to happen.”

“Don’t be silly Craig, your dad comes in my mouth all the time so I wont get pregnant, and I want you to do the same whenever you want to, besides you taste scrumptious.” Be gentle with him uncle Rog said, be patient so Salenna just started playing with the semi limp cock, licking it, rolling it around in the cheeks of her mouth, pumping it with her hand and using her tongue all over the head. It was starting to respond so she stood up and let casino siteleri the gown fall from her shoulders, she shook her head so her blonde hair fell down her back and rubbed her cunt which was dripping with excitement.

Salenna pushed Craig back onto the bed and straddled him and tried pushing his cock into her cunt, please go in, please God make it fit, I’m really wet and I need it so badly she muttered under her breath, with them both pushing it finally slipped in. The feeling was one of complete and utter fullness, and as she rode him up and down she felt an orgasm building up, remember what Uncle Rog said, be gentle and patient she said talking to herself, it was getting closer and closer……. fuck what Uncle Rog said, and she let the orgasm take over, she was thrashing about, screaming “fuck me, yes………….faster………..harder, fuck me deeper…………yes, yes, yes I’m coming,” her back arched, she buried her tits in his face and as her cunt contracted it squirted cum all over Craig’s balls, it lasted for an eternity before Craig came and they both clasped each other and then kissed each other to sleep. Craig’s big black cock acted like a pacifier but instead of being in baby Saleena’s mouth it was plugged into her pussy.

The morning dawned and it was the first day of Craig’s holidays, what a start it was, it certainly couldn’t get any better than last night thought Craig, that would be impossible. He woke up with a semi hardon, Salenna had slept with her hand on his cock all night, he got out of bed and stretched then picked Salenna up and carried her downstairs to the smell of bacon and eggs cooking. Both of them were naked but it didn’t concern them and they plunged into the pool to freshen up while the toast was cooking, when they got out they sat down to breakfast and the three of them planned the day ahead. Roger had to catch up on about 2 weeks work at the office so Craig and Salenna said they would laze around the house as it was going to be a hot day.

As Roger was leaving for work he noticed that both Craig and Salenna were in the rec room dancing to some slow music, they were stuck so close together that Salenna’s tits were squashed out on either side of her body, what a contrast, the milky white skin and long blonde hair of Salenna and holding her was Craig’s tall muscular black body with a crew cut. Roger shrugged his shoulders and as he headed off he hit the air con switch for them, also as an after thought he hit the main camera switch.

Salenna could feel Craig’s cock between them, it was huge and throbbing, they were kissing and Craig’s tongue was delving into every cavity of her mouth it was so thick and long she wished it was in her cunt but more important thoughts filled her mind. Salenna moved her mouth down to Craig’s neck still kissing, then on down to his chest and kneeling now, down to his huge cock. She saw the massive veins that feed it and the big head (he was circumcised) with the slit that squirted the most delightful cum ever, without contemplating any further she put it in her mouth and started sucking and running her tongue around the head and had to use both hands to circle his cock and massage it, as she increased the tempo Craig started to moan and it got louder.

“I’m coming……….yes…yes….” Salenna was kneeling in a worshipping position in front of his cock when he came, it was the first since last night and she watched as it erupted. It shot straight up about a foot in the air, great thick ropes of white cum before they splattered on her hair, face and neck before running down to her tits, she used her index finger to scrape it up into her mouth, then swallowed – nectar of the gods.

“Craig, your dad likes to lick my pussy, if you want to, you can as well,” there was a begging look in her eyes, he was truly spent but his head nodded. Salenna took his hand and ran over to the bed, her tits bounced everywhere as she hurried to get onto her back and thrust a pillow under her bum, then she splayed her legs and flexed her knees, she had almost become a veteran at this and knew exactly where that tongue should go for maximum benefit.

Animal instinct took over and Craig’s head was between her legs in an instant, he licked her smooth pussy and stuck his long tongue into her vagina, it was dripping wet and her cunt had a musky odour, that over powered his senses. Craig had never come in a womans mouth, nor fucked a woman before yesterday and this third new experience looked like topping those two.

Salenna’s voice was soothing as she guided him along, “Open my lips up and put your tongue inside……………., lick my clit with long strokes…………….., pinch my nipples with your two free hands……………, move your head from side to side……………, lick the cum out of my cunt………………, lick the skin between my cunt and my ass…………., put your finger into my ass and slowly wriggle it around……………., lick my clit again.” He needed no more instructions, bahis siteleri he was like a brash young kid who knew it all, just as well because Salenna was now moaning and groaning, her body was tensing up and she was squirting out cum with each cunt contraction, finally a long guttural scream came from her throat.

Craig clambered up to her “Are you okay? Did I hurt you? Salenna…talk to me.” She opened her eyes and kissed him and laughed, “You’re dopey, I just came like you do, I’m okay, you’ll have to get used to it because it’ll be happening a lot.”

They rested for a while, had a swim and a beer then back to fucking again but not as vigorously as before, just slow and steady to conserve energy. Salenna was in heaven laying on her back with two pillows under her, eyes shut, tits swaying back and forth with each stroke and as far as she knew the biggest black cock in the world moving like a piston in and out of her cunt. She could sense when he was coming now and a second or two before she would be on her knees and Craig would poke his cock in her mouth and erupt.

Salenna desperately wanted that huge black cock in her ass but was a little apprehensive and wondered if she should shelve the idea till another day but lust took over and the fear evaporated. “Craig if I roll over will you lick my little brown freckle and stick your tongue in it to make it all wet and slippery?”

Craig did as he was bid and his long slithery tongue went to work, her climax was building “Please put your cock in my ass I want to feel you deep inside me.”

Salenna relaxed and Craig eased in slowly till it was fully buried. My God, thought Salenna if he goes in any further it will come out my mouth, she couldn’t believe that such an awesome weapon would slide in so easily, she wanted to come immediately but willed herself not to come yet. Craig started at a leisurely pace then increased the speed, one hand massaging her breasts and the other fingering her clit, Salenna was holding back and holding back but the more she tried to stop herself coming the more urgent it became and control was useless,

“Come inside me…….hurry, I can’t wait!” The slap of black against white thighs was deafening, her ass clenched and her orgasm came in waves, this pushed Craig over the edge and he came, the semen was restrict by Salenna’s sphincter muscle and when it pushed past that it gushed into her at such power the blood drained from his brain and he nearly blacked out, was this the best one yet, could it get any better?

Craig and Salenna borrowed the BMW and went into town the next day and as they walked hand in hand down the street you could almost feel the envy of the people as they past by, the men thinking-that lucky black bastard with the beautiful big titted blonde, I bet she fucks like a rattlesnake and the young women thinking-I bet I know why that big titted blonde is with that tall, handsome black bloke, it’s because he’s got a massive dick. Little did they know that they were absolutely right on both counts! They talked and laughed and every now and again Salenna would brush her hand across Craig’s cock as if she was scared that it might have gone missing, after some shopping and a few coffees they headed home.

Roger went to the rec room to get a drink, it was pretty quiet without the kids about, so he flicked on the T.V. and changed the channels, nothing. Then he had a thought and rewound the camera tapes and started playing them back, as he watched his erection got bigger, he had watched hardcore tapes before, even watched people having live sex (that was his business) but Salenna and Craig had that something that was intangible. It must have been the youth or the naturally good looks or the innocence, or maybe the contrast of black and white or was it the enthusiasm, whatever it was that had been captured on the tapes needed preserving, they were special.

Roger edited all the ten tapes into one 2 hour long master tape and was satisfied that it was for connoisseurs only, forgetting the tape in the VCR he congratulated himself and had a beer as a just reward.

After dinner the three of them were sitting in the lounge discussing the events of the day when Salenna, sitting with her feet under her and her finger in her mouth as a small child would said “Uncle rog, this is a huge house and I’m turning eighteen next week, could I have my three really good friends from the convent come and visit for a few days?”

Rog thought for a while, what the hell “Okay but a few things will have to change around here, for instance we will all have to start wearing clothes and we can’t just fuck at the drop of a hat.”

She looked at Craig then said “Agreed” gave Rog a quick peck on the cheek again and reached for the phone, it looks like they are coming from the bits of excited conversation that he could understand.

Roger finished his drink and headed up to bed, half way up the stairs he turned and said “Goodnight.” What he had just said must have fallen on deaf ears they were busy fucking again, I shouldn’t have wasted my breath he said as he shook his head. Had he made the right decision he asked himself, but it was too late the three girls were probably on their way.

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As Tim waited in the hotel room, he cast his mind back to the first time he saw Sue. It was during his interview, at the place they worked together. He had walked past her as he was about to begin a quick tour of the place, and thought ‘she’s fit’, then thought nothing more of it that day. Within a few weeks of working there, he knew she was the best looking woman there by far, and loved to check out her bum whenever she walked past. She always made so much effort with her appearance, that walking past her would give a little lift to his day. Here he was now, waiting in a hotel room for her, to spend one magical night together. He was so relieved she had also wanted to do this. He had thought for such a long time as to how to ask her without making her feel awkward, and also so neither of their partners would find out. Both of them were in long term relationships, so it was a gamble to ask her, but he knew he had to because the urge to stroke his hands all over her body was too strong to resist.

He had decided to write an erotic story and post it on a site where she could access it. It would be anonymous for both of them, and she could decide what to do from there. Tim had fantasised about Sue reading the story in bed alone, when her partner was away, and what she would do. He imagined her sat on the bed reading it on the laptop, she would start to become aroused by the story, and would lie down, just wearing her underwear, but running her fingers around her stomach near her naval. As the story progresses, he imagined her slipping one of her fingers in and around the elastic at the top of her panties, stroking softly and moving slowly further down with her finger until she was above her clitoris. Then she would apply the lightest pressure to it. As she read more of the story and became more aroused, she would slide off her panties, so she would be lying on the bed on her back wearing just her bra. Now she would gently run her finger up and down her pussy lips, not going inside, just stroking and becoming moist. Tim had no trouble at all imagining scenes like these. They were what turned him on so much, he had to make them a reality.

Back in the hotel room, Tim poured a small vodka and coke to calm the nerves, then made sure he had brought the massage oil. He was looking forward so much to caressing every single inch of Sue’s body with a massage. His plan was to give the massage before anything sexual happened between them that night, but he knew plans could fly out of the window. He wanted it to be sensual as well as erotic, which meant massaging her for an hour or so before even touching her pussy; the build-up would be enormous. The massage would begin with her lying face down on the bed, wearing panties only. He would drip the warm oil down the middle of her back, starting between the shoulder blades, and working down to the small of her back, just above her underwear, where he would rub it in with his big hands. He would start by just massaging her neck, to relieve a bit of tension, then would carry on by massaging her shoulders and arms with his fingertips, pressing lightly. He would then straddle her, sitting on her bum, and rub his palms up and down her back, right far down to the top of her panties, where he would sneak a little bit of his hand in to feel a little bit of her bum. This would turn him on and start to get him hard. He wouldn’t put his hands right in there though, that pleasure could wait. He would then stroke her back again, and move his hands to the sides of her back, and as he moved his palms onto her sides rubbing them up her down, he would press the sides of her breast with his fingertips, again getting him harder, but again the full pleasure of touching her breasts could wait.

Onto her bum and legs he would go. He would shuffle back down so he was sitting by her feet, and looking up her legs to her bum. He would place his hands around her ankles, and slowly and gently run them straight up the backs of her legs, right up to her bum cheeks. He would slide his hands up and over her cheeks then move them to the out sides and stroke all the way back down. He would do this again and again, and each time his hands were near her cheeks, he would spread his thumbs inwards so they ever so smoothly touched the inside of them, which would slightly spread her cheeks. He could not help but imagine sliding his hot cock in there at some point during the evening.

He would then set her legs slightly wider apart, meaning he could now see her pussy lips through her panties. He also could now slide his hands up and down the insides of her legs, each time stopping when he touched her underwear, then sliding them back down. With each slide of his hands up her legs, he would place his fingers slightly nearer her pussy, bonus veren siteler and would sometimes slide a little bit of a finger inside her pants and just brush against one of her pussy lips. This would make her tingle a little and crave having his cock in her hands.

The view he had would give him the horn so much, he would slide back up her body and lie down on top of her, taking the weight on his elbows, but ensuring every inch of his body was pressed against the back of hers as she lay face down. He would kiss her neck and nibble her ears. For the first time, Sue would feel the shape of his cock, as it would be pressed against her cheeks. He would thrust slowly and gently so she would know what it would be like when the time came. He would then push his pants down his legs a bit, slide her knickers to the side to expose her bum, push the length of his penis in between her cheeks, and slowly thrust again. As it would slide up and down, she would get to know even more the feeling of what it would be like when they eventually came to fuck.

Next he imagined turning her over onto her so she laid on her back and continuing the massage. He would be kneeling at her head end, looking down her body. Now he would see her exposed breasts he had been aching to suck for such a long time. He would start by dripping the warm oil in little drops over her neck, her breasts, and her navel. He would massage near her neck and shoulders pressing lightly with his fingertips, and she would love the sensation. He would then move his fingertips towards her breasts, with the tips of the fingers from each hand over each of her breasts, he would move them round in circles around the outside of her breasts, eventually moving inwards and over the nipples. The sensation of this would cause her body to shiver. Then he would move them further down and slide both palms inside her pants so that the index finger of each hand was now stroking her swollen pussy lips. Up and down he would move them, feeling her juices from her pussy.

That was how he imagined it all, until he was startled by the noise of a door opening further down the corridor on which the room was. He heard her steps coming towards the door, then a pause, then a tap on the door. When he opened the door and saw her standing there, he took a deep breath, and hugged her tight as she stepped into the room. As the door closed behind them both, they each knew they were on a path to a wonderful, one-off, secret night of passion that would be theirs to treasure. They wouldn’t tell anyone else about it ever, not even close friends. They were both aware that they had partners, but this was a desire, a one-time only fantasy which they knew they could have only with each other. They also knew that this may be the one and only opportunity they ever got to do anything like this, and they didn’t want to pass up on it. Their secret was safe with each other, and increased their bond, which would increase the passion during the hours that lay ahead. Tim thought Sue looked amazing; her long straight dark her, swept over at her forehead, her lovely smile which she always wore, her pert firm boobs, and that perfect bum. All were his tonight. He wanted the night to be about her though, which is why he planned on the long massage for her, which is why he wanted to go with whatever she was comfortable with, and why he wanted to have his hands and lips all over every inch of her body. He also wanted to be able to cuddle with her and stroke her arm as she lay there, in between the passion moments when they were both spent, and needed time to recover. He wanted to let her talk, listen to her, pay her compliments, and admire her beauty.

To begin with, they both sat in the comfy hotel room chairs, opposite but close to each other, having a drink to settle nerves, and making small talk. After 20 minutes or so, Tim stood up and took her empty glass to put on the side. He held out his hand for her to take, and as she did she stood up and there they were; as close as they had ever been to each other. Their faces and bodies were just an inch apart, and the desire was too much for both of them, as they leant in and kissed each other. It was magical. For so long Tim had imagined this feeling, and now he was doing it he pulled her in close, so their arms were wrapped around each other and they were passionately kissing. Tim took her hand and walked her to the wardrobe, which had full length mirrors all the way across. He positioned her so she was facing them, stood back just a little more than an arm’s length from them, when he stood behind her and pushed closely his body against hers, and began to kiss her neck.

With her head tilted to one side he kissed from her ear lobes down to bahis her collarbone, on both sides, then massaged them a little. He lifted off her jumper to reveal a tight fitting t-shirt, which showed her shapely breasts, and the t-shirt was slightly see through, so he could see her bra, which he was dying to take off. He would wait though. He now ran his fingertips up and down her arms which gave her a little shiver. He ran his fingers to the top of her arms, up onto her shoulders, onto her neck, then down the front until half of his hands were inside her t-shirt, and he could just feel her bra. This was such a turn on for both of them. He repeated this a few times, each time getting nearer to her breast, until one time he could just brush against her nipples. Sue shivered a little with excitement, and this coupled with the feel of her nipples gave a rush of blood to Tim’s penis. It grew a little and Sue could feel it pushing against her from Tim’s position stood behind her. Next, Tim took off his jumper as he was becoming hotter. He held his arms around Sue and gave a little squeeze, and they smiled at each other in the reflection. With Tim’s arms around her front, he placed his palms on her stomach, and slid them up her t-shirt, moving slowly towards her bra. He cupped her bra and rubbed around it, just building up the tension for the moments he would finally actually have them in his hands, whilst softly pushing his hard cock against her lower back and top of bum.

He did this rhythmically and Sue went with it. He slowed it down, moved his hands from her bra around to the back, where he unclipped it. With the bra now loosely sitting in place, he moved his hands to the front, and moved them from her stomach straight up and onto her breasts where he cupped them tight. This was heaven for both of them, they had longed for this moment so much. Tim closed his eyes and focused on the feeling of her soft breast skin in his hands. Sue moved her hands around the side of her and onto the side of Tim’s hips, then across to his front where she felt his cock in his trousers. She could feel the blood flowing to her area as she felt its shape. She undid the zip, and told him to undo the button and push them down, which he did. He kicked them off and looked at the scene in front of him in the mirror; him, in boxer shorts and t-shirt, and sue in a t shirt and skirt. His dreams were coming true.

He turned her around to face him, they kissed each other deeply and pushed their bodies against each other. Sue could feel the shape of his hard cock, and he could feel the shape of her pert tits. He then turned her back around to face the mirror, and proceeded to undo her skirt. As it slid down, he saw her standing there in panties, showing off her legs. He was finding it hard to resist just throwing her onto the bed and ripping her clothes off before entering her hard and fast, but he knew it would be more worth it to build it up more slowly. He composed his thoughts, took off the rest of his clothes, and slowly lifted off Sue’s t-shirt. They watched together in the mirror as Tim stood behind her with his hands wrapped around her cupping and squeezing her tits, whilst she put her hands behind her back and for the first time felt the hot skin of his penis in her hands. She playfully squeezed and stroked it, and thought about just turning round and wrapping her lips around it and taking the whole length in her mouth, but she wanted to delay this feeling too, to prolong the amazing erotic adventure they were having.

Tim lowered his hands from her breasts to her hips where the elastic of her nickers touched her body. He hooked his thumbs in, and as slowly as was possible, he lowered them. As her panties slid down, he began to bend his knees to lower himself, until his knees touched the floor, and so did her pants. He removed them, moved around to her front, and began to kiss the lower part of her legs, one then the other, steadily moving upwards. As sue stood in front of the mirror, she could see her naked self, with her hands around the back of his head as she pulled him in tighter. She knew that in a few moments time, she would feel his tongue on her pussy, and this made her moist and sent blood rushing to her swollen pussy. He pushed her legs apart a little, and carried on kissing up her legs, onto her inner thighs, and finally, in one movement with the whole length of his tongue, he licked the front of her pussy from bottom to top. She shuddered. He did it again and again. Then he poked with the tip of his tongue and separated her lips to push his tongue inside a bit. Then he ran the tip of his tongue side to side on the bottom sensitive part of her pussy, then around and around the whole of it. They were both so in the moment.

He deneme bonusu stood up and they simply hugged and squeezed each other. Sue could feel his penis against her stomach just above her pussy, and she knew in a short while he would be sliding it inside her juicy swollen area. He pushed her back a foot or so until she felt the bed on the back of her legs. She sat down on the edge of it and was now face to face with his penis. She leaned forward, took it in her hand to hold it level, then opened her mouth and slid her lips all along the length until it was all in her mouth, then moved back doing the same. She repeated this a few times, then took his cock in her hand, lifted it, then licked his balls over and over. Tim was in heaven. He wanted to cum, but he wanted to wait and be deep inside her for that special moment, so he pushed her back onto the bed so she was lying on her back, spread-eagled. He looked her in the eyes as he crawled towards her, stopping to kiss her legs on the way to her pussy, where he licked and sucked and teased, before sliding in a finger. He watched her reaction; she loved it. So he carried on sliding it slowly in and out, moving it around touching all the inside walls of her pussy. She was now dying for his cock to be inside. He came up for air and looked her in the eyes, and moved his body extremely slowly up her body until their faces were almost level. At this point, the tip of his cock touched her pussy lips, eased them apart, and finally slid in. All in one movement.

He thrusted once, deep as possible, as she took every bit of it that she could. He left it pushed deep inside for a few seconds before sliding back out. He started a slow rhythm and they could both feel and appreciate every inch of contact on every thrust. He hooked his arms under the backs of her knees, which lifted them in the air, and carried on thrusting. This made the penetration feel even deeper. He started pushing faster and deeper, but he felt like he wanted to be even deeper. He then held her ankles and placed her feet high in the air whilst continuing to slide in and out. This changed the feeling a little for Sue, but in a good way; she could feel his member rubbing against her lips and it was so sensitive it almost made her cum. She looked to her side and saw in the full length mirror, herself lying on her back with Tim fucking her with her legs in the air. This was so exciting for her, she was revelling in the moment.

Tim slowed down, and she eased him off and pushed him so he was lying on his back. She took his cock in her hand, and gave it a couple of sucks. She caught this image in the mirror and she loved it. So did Tim. She then held it upright, and lowered herself onto it, and started riding him. When she let her full weight rest on him, his cock went so deep inside her. She grinded and grinded and looked at herself in the mirror. She had let all of her inhibitions go and loved the sight of her riding him. After a while, Tim eased her off and they laid on their sides in a 69 position. She rested her head on his inner thigh and took his cock in her mouth. She could feel it throbbing. He got into the same position, and slowly lapped at her pussy, once he had moved the lips apart. This went on for ages, then Sue said she wanted them to finish off with him taking her from behind. So she got on her hands and knees, positioned so that she could watch it all in the mirror, and watched in the mirror as Tim slid his penis into from behind. It was ecstasy for them both. Tim knew he was about to blow his load, so he took her slowly so they could come together. After a while, Sue was weak as she knew she would be reaching orgasm soon. She fell onto her elbows and put her head on the bed and could feel herself about to orgasm. She told Tim, and he sped up and pushed harder and deeper and could feel his balls tighten and knew this was the moment.

He pulled out, flipped her onto her back, and took her in the missionary position because he wanted to look in her eyes as they climaxed.

As Sue came she tensed and let out a moan, the tensing gripped his cock and he felt his cum releasing like never before. He carried on pumping and she carried on climaxing, until they both slowed down together, then finally rested, with him still inside her and every inch of their bodies in contact. She could feel his penis going in little spasms as the blood left it.

They kissed and held each other tight, and once they had rested for a while on the bed, side by side, he spooned her and held her in close, whilst stroking her hair and arms.

They knew they were in for a great one-off night together. It all felt so right, so naughty, but so good. They recovered, had a drink together, spoke about how amazing that was, and then cuddled again. A little while later. Sue felt Tim’s penis getting bigger as it began to prod her in the bum. She turned to face him, took it in her hand, looked him in the eye and asked if he was ready to give her a massage. ‘Oh yes’ he replied, ‘I was hoping you’d say that’.

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Disclaimer: All sexual activity described in this story is between fictional characters over the age of 18.

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The first time my relationship with my sister Annie changed was after our dad died. Her mom had died a decade before, so she was now an orphan. As Annie was 16, the court was requiring that she have a guardian until she was 18. In the meantime, she was stuck in foster care. She’d even needed the foster family’s permission to attend the joint birthday party my mom threw for my 20th birthday and Annie’s 17th. At Annie’s request, I agreed to try to become her guardian, although I was in college in Boulder, Colorado at the time and lived with my mother otherwise. I was only 20, but I was Annie’s only blood relative closer than some 2nd cousins on Dad’s side.

I was sitting in the courtroom, as nervous as I’d ever been, wearing a new suit that was a bit too warm for the July weather. My lawyer, Jacob Gooley, was sitting beside me.

The bailiff intoned, “All rise! This session of the Marin County Family Court is now in session, the honorable Maxine Jorgenson presiding.”

I stood as requested, wiping my sweaty hands across my suit pants.

“You may be seated,” the judge said. “In the matter of the application of Tyler Campbell to become the guardian for his minor half-sister Anne Campbell, I am unable to approve the application.”

I heard Annie start to softly cry behind me.

The judge continued, “Mister Campbell, I have only one objection to your application. You are a student at an out of state university, with two years remaining to complete your degree, yet you indicate that it is your intention that your sister live in your father’s home while she attends her senior year of high school here in San Rafael, by which time she will be 18 and no longer legally needing a guardian. That very lack of supervision was the reason I denied her petition to become an emancipated minor five months ago. She needs adult supervision that you cannot provide from Colorado. If you can arrange a transfer to a local college and agree to live with your sister, I would reconsider my decision. Until then, your application is denied and your sister remains with the foster family she was assigned after your father’s death.”

My mom surprised me, although I should have expected it, when she stood and said, “Your honor, may I speak?”

“You are?” Judge Jorgenson asked.

“My name is Shelby Campbell, your honor. I’m Tyler’s mother. I was the late John Campbell’s first wife, before Annie was born to his second wife, Maria. While that doesn’t technically make me Annie’s stepmother, I have often thought of her as my stepdaughter, especially after her own mother died when she was six. John frequently turned to me for babysitting, since it meant Annie and Tyler got to spend more time together, including during week-long business trips he needed to make, roughly once each month, usually arranged when Tyler was already going to be in my custody. It was during one of those trips that John died. Annie has had her own bedroom in my home for the last ten years and it was there that I delivered the bad news to her. I should have offered to be her guardian at that very moment, only I hesitated due to the lack of a blood relationship. I wish to make that offer now, in combination with my son. If you would approve his application to be the guardian of Anne’s estate, I would happily be her custodial guardian until she is 18, next March.”

The judge responded, “Mrs. Campbell, I appreciate your willingness to assist your son and his sister, but as you have admitted, you are not Anne’s family.”

“Yes, she is!” protested Annie, jumping to her feet. I turned to look at her, afraid that her outburst would hurt Mom’s chances to intercede. This was out of character for her, she was usually quieter and reserved. She’d changed a lot in the nine months since Dad died.

“Be quiet, Miss Campbell,” warned the judge.

“I absolutely consider Aunt Shelby to be part of my family, regardless of biology or marriage.” Annie countered. “You’ve just heard her say the same.”

“She is not your aunt, either,” said the judge, beginning to sound irritated.

Annie said, “It’s the name I grew up calling her, Judge Jorgenson. It wasn’t until my 10th birthday party that I learned, from her parents, that it was an honorary title and why she also wasn’t technically my stepmother. Fifteen minutes later, as I blew out my birthday candles, I wished my dad would remarry Shelby, so that the four of us could live together as one family, instead of in two homes across town from each other. I made the same wish the next two birthdays, too. I wanted Shelby to be my mom, your honor, and have always considered her house to be my second home. I would like it to be my first home, now. If my dad had remarried her, would your opinion of her guardianship request be different?”

“Certainly. She would have been your step-mother, legally,” the judge said.

Annie asked, “So, because Shelby married my dad before he married my mom, instead of after, she’s not my family, no illegal bahis matter what our hearts feel? But a pair of total strangers are preferable in the eyes of the court? The Josts are nice people, but they’re not my family, to any degree. Shelby and Tyler are my family, regardless of legal relationship. Tyler is my big brother, not just my half-brother. As many as three weeks out of four, he and I lived together, with the third week at Shelby’s house when my dad traveled. She helped raise me, just like a step-mom would, the only mom I really remember. Shelby and I are mother and daughter in our hearts, your honor, which I think matters a great deal more than any legalities. Please approve her petition and let me move into her home, my home, rather than my father’s house.” The tear that rolled down her cheek as she finished put an emotional exclamation point on what she had said.

The judge sat for two minutes, considering it, before saying, “Alright. Presuming the completion and formal approval of an amended guardianship application, I am ordering that Miss Anne Campbell be released from the foster care system and be allowed to move into the home of Mrs. Shelby Campbell and her son Tyler Campbell, with Mrs. Campbell to take responsibility for Miss Campbell’s behavior until she turns 18. Mister Gooley, have that amended application on my clerk’s desk by noontime tomorrow. Bailiff, call the next case.”

“Thank you, your honor,” I said, thrilled with the outcome. Annie could come home.

Annie was already hugging Mom tight before I even got up from the table, shook Mr. Gooley’s hand and joined them. My lawyer hadn’t had to say anything. I almost wished I had only needed to pay him by the word. “Let’s go home,” I said, steering the two of them into the aisle and out of the courtroom.

As executor of her estate, I had the responsibility to safeguard Annie’s finances, while Mom took charge of the day-to-day oversight of her, not that she was an irresponsible kid. It took some balancing to be both her substitute parent and her brother at the same time. Especially when she needed to ask me for access to her own money that she’d inherited from Dad. But we made it work, happy that we could spend more time together until I returned to school and dealing with the few issues that came up while I was at school.

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Of course, the second time our relationship changed was when those guardianships mostly expired, on her 18th birthday, back in March, which coincided with Spring Break. We were back to being just brother and sister, now that she was legally an adult. Mom retained her right to list Annie as a dependent for purposes of taxes and health insurance, but Annie was now free to leave, if she wished. She didn’t.

We held Annie’s birthday party separately from mine, because hers was the bigger milestone. The ‘we’ consisted of a small group consisting of Mom, Annie’s friends Marissa Gutierrez and Wendy Sharp, Annie’s latest boyfriend Glen Colby, and me. I was home on Spring Break, having celebrated my 21st birthday with the Smith side of the family the weekend before. They did not consider Annie family like my Mom did, in part because of bad blood between them and my Dad over the divorce. Mom and Dad used to throw us joint birthday parties just to get them there to sing Happy Birthday to both of us. If our birthdays hadn’t been 3 days apart, I doubt they would have come for any of Annie’s parties. I couldn’t quite comprehend not wanting to love her.

I hugged her, then said, “Happy Birthday, sis. What’s next, now that you’re free of the court order to live here?”

Annie answered, “I’ve decided I don’t want to move into Dad’s house now that I’m 18, after all. I would rather keep living here through college and Mom agreed to let me. So, either we sell Dad’s house, rent it out, then you can move into it after you graduate next year, or we keep renting it out until I graduate instead. Once we know which of us is ultimately going to live there, we can work out buy-out terms from each other. Or just keep using it as an income property.”

I said, “If we sell it before we’re ready to buy our own houses, we’ll have to pay capital gain taxes on any appreciation since Dad’s death. Renting it out on a 1-year lease makes more sense to me. We’ll see where I wind up finding work, before I decide on living there or not. So, ‘Mom,’ huh? Not ‘Aunt Shelby’ any more?”

Annie blushed, saying, “I finally worked up the courage to ask if I could call her Mom after you went back to school in January. She cried, I cried, you would have made fun of us.”

“Maybe,” I admitted, grinning. “I was actually surprised you didn’t just start doing it after court last summer. You declared pretty clearly that you thought of her as your Mom.”

Annie leaned close and whispered, “Saying that I wanted her to be my mom or step-mom to the judge isn’t the same as actually calling her that, Ty. Honestly, I was afraid to, when I first moved in full-time. It still felt tenuous and temporary, like she could change her mind if I did something wrong casino siteleri and I’d be right back with the Josts. But the more time we spent together with you away in Boulder, the more I wanted what was in my heart to be what I called her. It came naturally, once I started.”

“This is our family, sis,” I said, pulling her into a hug. “It’s not split up any more. Nor is it ordered to exist by the court. We get to stay together because we choose it.”

~~~~~

The third time my relationship with Annie changed was two months later, when I finished up my Junior year of college.

My schedule for final exams let me leave campus a day early, on Friday morning, rather than Saturday. I didn’t tell my Mom, hoping to surprise her and Annie. Boy, did I.

I took the Marin Airporter bus home from SFO, then a Lyft the rest of the way. Annie was using Dad’s old Bronco, which we co-owned, while the Jeep Cherokee I bought with life insurance money after Dad died was garaged in Colorado. Mom and I planned to get Annie a new car for her graduation in early June. I’d then have Dad’s to use for the rest of the summer before I returned to Boulder for my senior year.

Around 4 PM, I unlocked the front door and set my two suitcases and backpack down, when I heard the first moan. It caught me so off-guard that I thought it was someone in pain, so I ran towards the sound. As I heard it again, the sounds led me to my mother’s bedroom, its door ajar. I pushed it fully open and froze, my eyes not believing what I saw. My mom and my sister were both naked on Mom’s bed, in a 69 position, Annie on top, both of them shaking against each other’s face and crying out their mutual orgasms.

They didn’t look like they noticed me, so I slowly backed out of the room, returning the door to where it had been, then retreated to my bedroom to deal with the erection that I’d formed.

As I stripped naked and lay back on my bed, my cock grasped by my fingers, the images in my mind as I jacked off fought with the word incest. It wasn’t so much because the two of them were having sex, which isn’t actually incest since they aren’t biologically related. I was thinking about incest because part of me wished that I hadn’t left the room. That I had walked over to the bed and joined Mom in licking Annie’s pussy. Or gotten the two of them to form a daisy chain with me. Those were the images my head was struggling with, while they equally turned me on.

I was rock hard and seconds away from cumming, when the door to my bedroom opened, both of them there, still naked. They wordlessly watched me spurt into the air, splattering down on my chest and stomach. The extra surge of adrenaline at being caught made each spasm more intense, my grunts louder.

When my mind returned to my body, the two of them were sitting on my bed, their hips to either side of mine, looking down at my face. Annie was on my left, Mom on my right.

Mom spoke first, “You’re home early. This isn’t how I wanted you to find out about us, but now you know.”

I responded, “Not the when or the why.”

Annie answered the implied questions, “Last month, three weeks after you went back to school, I caught Gary cheating with Marissa. He had been pressuring me for sex for a while. When I made it clear that I didn’t want to give him my virginity any time soon, he went after my supposedly best friend, then made sure I walked in on them, a lot like you just did. He thought I would join them. I screamed at both of them and left. I came home to Mom for comfort and it turned into… more than that. I hope you can be okay with it, Ty. We love each other.”

I took a deep breath before saying, “Why would I have a problem? Two of the people I love most in this world are finding happiness together. I just…” I couldn’t say it.

“Wish you could, too?” Annie asked. She swiped a finger through one of the puddles on my stomach. “The evidence is clear, your honor. My brother got so turned on seeing his sister and mother making love that he shot off in record time.”

I let out a burst of breath. “I can’t deny that, can I? But, it’s incest, Annie. It’s not incest between you and Mom, but you and me, or Mom and me, those are pretty damned clear.”

I watched Annie stick that goo-covered finger in her mouth and suck it clean, before she leaned close and said, “I don’t care, brother. I want you to make love to me.”

I then watched Mom run her finger through another puddle and repeat the same action. “Doesn’t bother me, either. We were planning to seduce you when you got home. Tomorrow. I didn’t quite expect it to be so easy to get us all naked, though.”

I blinked several times. “Ummm, mind blown to smithereens here, but if that’s the plan, I’d be taking Annie’s virginity. Why me and not Gary?”

Annie took my hand in hers, looking me in the eye, before sighing, then saying, “Dad was supposed to do it, once I was 18. He insisted we wait until then. Now, he’s gone, so I want you to be my first in his place. I love you as much as I loved Dad. I couldn’t exactly tell Gary poker siteleri that, of course. Admitting it to Mom after the breakup is part of how we wound up in bed together.”

I shook my head, trying to clear it. “Hang on. Dad divorced Mom just because she admitted to being bisexual and wanted a threesome with another woman. That’s how freaking homophobic he was. You want me to believe he was going to be okay with incest instead?” Although I had been too young to remember their divorce directly, my mom’s parents had voiced more than a few complaints about it and him over the years.

Mom said, “Tyler, public opinion of homosexuality was different 20 years ago. John was different, too. Very repressed because of his parents. People do change, though. Many become less open-minded, but your dad went the other way, opening up. He admitted to me about 5 years ago that he was wrong about homosexuality back then and wrong to demand a divorce, at the same time realizing that he wouldn’t have had Maria and Annie in his life if things had turned out better between us. It didn’t erase all the bad things he said about me during the divorce, but it helped clear the air finally. I can believe that he became open-minded enough that he’d be willing to make love to Annie. He certainly loved her to pieces. Also, I have no reason to doubt Annie when she says it was true.”

I said, “Okay, so that’s Annie’s motivation. What’s yours, Mom?”

Mom took my other hand. “I love you both, equally. I haven’t let the lack of blood relation stop me from loving Annie like a daughter. Why would I let its presence in you determine how I show you my love? If I can be physical with her, why not you?”

“Because it’s not a crime with Annie, but is with me?” I pointed out. “I’m not saying no, Mom, but I just want to understand why you want to run that risk.”

Mom smiled and said, “Because my parents did for me what Annie wanted her Dad to do for her.”

I snorted at the idea of it. “Grandpa Smith took your cherry? Really?”

Mom chuckled at my reaction. “And Mom gave me my first taste of pussy, just like I did for Annie. Taught me how to give a blow job, too. They insisted it be only the one time and we couldn’t speak of it again. I never regretted it. Second most important day in my life, next to giving birth to you. Above even my wedding day. Not that I think you’re still a virgin, but I would have been willing to be your first, too.”

Annie asked, “Was it Lacey?” My girlfriend senior year of high school.

“Yeah,” I answered. “Neither of us were really ready, though. All this buildup around prom and it was just a mess. We got a little better at it before we broke up, but not much. It was a couple of girls in college who really taught me how to make love to them the way they wanted and helped me learn what I like. They only wanted to be my fuck buddy, though, so I haven’t really had a steady girlfriend since Lacey.”

I thought back to Lacey, how much she hurt after I had slammed my cock into her too fast and too soon, bloodily tearing her virginity from her. I didn’t want that for Annie. The idea of Mom teaching me first, had appeal, in hindsight. Was I really going to do this?

“I hope I’m more than that,” Annie said.

I pressed our clasped hands to her heart. “You’re so much more than that, Annie. You’re my sister and I love you, just like I love Mom. That’s why I’m more hesitant about changing that into a physical love than I would be with anyone else. It would change things between us, permanently. I may not want to let you go after just one night.”

Annie raised my hand to her mouth and kissed the back of it, before letting it go to lean down to kiss me on the mouth, pivoting to lay beside me, her head on my shoulder her left leg draped over mine. “Who said anything about just one night? Just because that’s what Mom’s parents wanted? I want you both for the whole summer, at least, before I head up to college and you return to yours. If not the rest of my life.”

“I can’t marry you,” I pointed out, realizing as I said it that I wanted that very thing.

Annie smiled, though. “No, but we could move to another part of the country and pretend to already be married.”

“And never have kids without a huge risk,” I added.

“I never thought I’d have to argue you into this,” she said.

I caressed her cheek, then said, “Annie, let me have more than a few minutes to get used to the idea, okay? You’ve been thinking about it for a month?”

She answered, “Off and on since Dad died, really, but more seriously since my birthday, especially once I was intimate with Mom and she said she’d not only support us, but wanted to participate.”

Looking from Annie to Mom and back, I said, “And I’ve had less than half an hour since I got home. If all I was absorbing was the idea of you and Mom being lovers, I’d still be spinning, okay? Add on the proposition of my becoming intimate with both of you and my brain feels like a tornado. We’re all naked, you’re laying halfway on top of me, skin to skin. I feel your dampness against my hip, your nipples against my side, my left hand’s almost on your butt. My right hand is itching to caress Mom’s boobs. My dick is stiff again, so you know which way it’s voting. If I were a no, those things wouldn’t be happening, okay? Just let me work some of the negatives out in my head, okay?”

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I awoke around 3 P.M. to the soft wiggling ass of My daughter Rose. She was awake and playfully pushing her bottom back against Me and reaching between her legs and clasping her little hands around My cock. I pushed her hand away and pulled her out of the bed sliding down between the other two occupants in the bed. Annie, and Julia stirred but neither came completely roused.

I put My finger to my lips and motioned for Rose to remain silent. I led her down the hallway to the steps and down into my office. Once inside I pinned her against the door and kissed her sweet little lips, I felt her lips part and her tongue press against My own as it slipped into My mouth. She was horny and wet already, and there was a desperate look of desire in her eyes.

I reached between her legs and stroked the cleft of her sex, softly pistoning My fingers into the lips of her cunny and pressing up faster. With two fingers inside her dripping puss she was already whimpering soft little squeaks of joy. “Daddy, Master, please fuck me now,” she pleaded.

I stroked her clit with rapid finger movements and watched her face contort in lust as she neared her orgasm, I chose that moment to withdraw My fingers and step away from her. Rose still had more training to continue before she earned the privileges of constant sexual pleasure and would be allowed to cum on a regular basis.

Rose begged, “Master, please, I am on fire Sir.” “No, My little pet,” I spoke, “today I am going to take you through your lessons to a whole new level.”

Rose smiled as best she could and kneeled down before Me, she reached up and stroked My hard cock using her pleading eyes to lure Me into at least allowing her time enough to capture My cock with her mouth. I let her bob her head up and down slowly and enjoyed the sensation of seeing My daughters pouty little lips surrounding My cock.

I was trying hard not to give in to her ministrations but her love for sucking My cock paid off, she was going to get a mouthful. Her tongue wrapped around the head of My cock, her hand jacked up and down My shaft as she was trying to force the first eruption of the new day. She slurped and lapped at the precum hungrily as I leaned against the wall. Rose’s disheveled black hair was falling around her face and obscuring My view.

I grabbed both sides of her head, brushing the hair away from her face and slid My cock deeper into her mouth, hitting her throat. I felt her gag and then relax as she kept her tongue rotating round and around My shaft. Suddenly her mouth bobbed up and down and then she held still. Her hands went around and grabbed My ass pulling My cock deep into her mouth.

Rose was showing Me what she wanted with her physical movements, so I gave her what she needed. I held her head a bit tighter and fucked her warm wet willing little mouth with a sense of impending urgency. The cum in My balls was begging for release and I was about to give way to that need. Rose’s little mouth gulped back the saliva and copious amounts of precum as I fucked her pretty little mouth.

Rose gobbled My cock with her complete love and lust for Me. I felt the cum spurting from My cock into her throat. She pulled back and let her mouth fill up with My cream, sucking hard draining every last shot into her waiting mouth.

She stayed on her knees with My cock in her mouth still sucking a few minutes after the last drop had spilled into her mouth. I had to force her mouth away from Me. I had a mental objective for the day and I wasn’t about to let my cum hungry sex vixen daughter dissuade me.

“Rose, come with Me upstairs you have a long day ahead of you My pet.” Rose looked into my eyes, stood up and took My hand as I led her upstairs and into her bedroom. I looked into her pretty blue eyes and instructed her, “Rose, we are going out today and I want you looking your best, I want your hair in the long soft curls that you like to wear for Daddy.” I thought about the ensemble of clothing she should wear today. It wasn’t that hard a decision, she so wanted to be daddy’s little slut yet still a temptress and angel at the same time.

“Get out the white thigh high stockings, I want you to wear the garter belt and straps that go with it,” I was getting aroused at just the thought of how hot she was going to look when I finished with her. I grinned as I continued telling her what clothes she should pick out for the day. She retrieved each item as I listed them off.

Once the outfit was gathered and laying on her bed, Rose went into the bathroom to fix her hair as I had instructed. She came out still naked, with her long black locks curled looking sultry and wanton as she crossed the room licking her lips. She dressed quickly making sure that every stitch of clothing was on just right, she wanted to look her very best for her Daddy/Master.

She had taken time canlı bahis in the bathroom to put on the lipstick and eyeliner as he had requested and made sure that her body was scented with the jasmine fragrance that he always commented on. He hadn’t told her where they were going just that they were going and she was to look her best. She was thrilled that her daddy loved her sexy little body, and she planned on using her feminine charms on him or whomever he should choose. She was giddy with excitement, this would be the first time out into actual public with the exception of when he had taken her to Annie’s shop.

She came downstairs and knocked softly on his office door, “Come in My pet,” she turned the doorknob and peered inside. Tyler was sitting behind his desk staring intently at his computer. She thought he must be very entranced by the scenes on the screen because he had failed to look up at her yet. Her Daddy finally looked away from the computer and gave her a long slow stare, drinking in her sexy body.

I pretended not to notice Rose as she entered the room, I had been viewing the previous days recordings on the monitor of the computer but when she knocked, I had immediately turned it off. I looked her up and down and felt the stirring of My cock. I stood up and walked around the desk, as I neared Rose, she smiled and playfully twirled her hair with her fingers. I admired her outfit, the little tight top stretched across her full breasts that was emblazoned with the words Daddy’s Girl, her top was cut off at the waist exposing her dainty little belly button. Her skirt barely covered her ass and pussy. It stopped at mid thigh and I was sure that if she were to bend over her naked little cunt and ass would be open for full view. The white stocking and garter belt accentuated her legs and gave them a longer appearance.

Rose twirled for her daddy and showed off her tight ass and already moist pussy as the skirt caught air while she was twisting her hips. Her baby soft skin feeling the rush of air as it kissed her skin, sending pleasurable shivers up and down her spine. How could something as everyday and simple as air set of that arousal that made her want to crawl to her father and pull his big meaty shaft from his jeans and devour it. Or to turn and drop onto her hands and knees and wave her pussy and ass in the air and beg him until he would give in and ravage her sweet body over and over again until she collapsed in an exhausted heap.

I was thinking along the same lines as Rose, I was sure, as her eyes showed her every thought and desire. There would be a time soon enough when every chance I had, I would be shoving My big fat cock inside her but as of now I just would have to use a small amount of restraint. Besides within the hour I would be tempting and tormenting her to My fullest enjoyment. I led her out to the car, this time for what I had in mind the convertible was just perfect.

I had prepared a full list of details for Julia and Annie to complete. Julia I had decided was going to serve the next few months being only a servant. I would from time to time most definitely force her to her hands and knees for a blowjob or give her the occasional schtupping. But I was going to reinforce the punishments that each had received the night before. Annie was going to remain Mine but I had plans on loaning her out to subless Doms that I knew.

Charlie had called while I had been in the office and informed me that Melissa was going to be receiving the same torturous hell she had put me through daily. His twist was that even though he was going to be participating, the two subs, Damon and Jake, were going to be putting her through a rigorous ass pounding each and every day for the next month. Charlie had decided to allow the two men to turn the tables, if they were to learn the proper ways to Dom then Charlie felt it best he help and guide them. He had then laughed and told Me that there was no better turn around punishment for her spirit. Melissa would be broken back into a submissive role completely and he doubted she would ever hold the ability to return to her Mistress stature ever again.

I drove outside the gates and headed to the highway, I would soon be executing the next part of My plan for Rose. I was going to make My daughter My complete slut before her 14 days of punishment were over. So that when the days finally ended she would come to Me of her own choice and present herself to Me and offer her whole submission.

As we drove I slid My hand up her smooth teenage thighs and lifted her skirt. “Rose,” I said as I turned smiling at her, “I want you to put those lovely little legs up on the dashboard and you to spread your legs wide open.” “But Daddy, Sir,” she interjected, “then all the men in trucks and other cars will be able to see my little pussy and your hand between my legs.” I glanced from the road to her face and could see her playful smile.

I couldn’t help but chuckle, “I thought you were actually kaçak iddaa protesting you little slut.” She giggled and coyly curled her lips in her little naughty girl smile, “Oh, big Sir, I would never deny you, you are my Master and I am here for your pleasure.”

With that she spread her legs and put her heels up on the dashboard and lifted up just a bit to push her skirt even farther up her thighs, until it was around her waist. Rose then put her little hand down on mine and guided My fingers into her cunt. “Hell yes,” she gasped as my fingers wiggled inside her soaked snatch, “Daddy this is so hot,” her voice quivered with excitement.

About this time the first big truck was speeding towards us and rose made sure to get his attention. She raised her arm and pumped it as kids often do trying to get the truckers to blow their horns. As he pulled up along side us and honked, I was sure his eyes were bugging out of his head at the visual treat he was being given. Rose’s widespread legs had my hand between them and three of My very large fingers dipping into her juicy cunt. I thrust them over and over, twisting them and curling them alternately.

“Show him your tits slut,” I commanded. I wanted to see just how much of a exhibitionist she really was. Rose quickly pulled up her T-shirt exposing her big tits and caressed her puffy nipples, teasing and pulling on them. “Master, Daddy, please let me cum now,” she begged.

I rested My thumb on her clit and rubbed it hard while fingering her tight gash. Rose was quivering now, I could see her chest rising and falling quickly, I then gave her the words she desperately needed to hear, “CUM for Me, My sweet little slut Rose.”

The trucker was honking his horn about once a minute and he was riding right along side of us not trying to pass or move faster. He was undoubtedly calling all of his friends on the road and telling them of what he was being privy to witness. I slowed down quickly and drove off the next exit ramp. I had given her a taste of what was to come.

As the car went up the exit ramp Rose cried out, “OH, Daddy I’m cumming.” I pulled off the side of the road at the first chance and leaned down and licked her clit while she climaxed. Her seat was drenched beneath her hot little ass. She was leaking her juices in bucketfuls.

As Rose recovered and cleaned up, I pulled back out onto the road and started to head towards the local mall. I pulled into a parking space just as Rose was pulling down her skirt and pulling her T-shirt back down.. “Daddy, Sir, what are we doing here?” I just got out of the car and grabbed her little hand and let her into the mall without a word.

Once inside I spoke slowly teasing her and laying My plans softly wondering if she would catch on. “Rose, I think it’s time to buy you some nice new clothes, or should I say some slutty new clothes.” I led her to Victoria’s Secret and approached the girl behind the counter, “Listen,” I started off with My commanding tone,”My little babydoll here,” I pointed to Rose as I spoke, “are going to spend an obscene amount of money in your store today and as long as you help us with no questions or prejudice, you will receive a nice bonus.”

The little blonde behind the counter smiled and called one of the other girls over to take her place behind the counter. She walked out from behind the counter and announced that her name was Kimberly. She looked Rose up and down, then Me and quickly grabbed both of our hands and led us to the dressing rooms. “Sir, just what do you have in mind?” I wrapped My hand around her arm and whispered what it was I was seeking, she giggled and said she would need just a few moments.

As Kimberly turned to go back out onto the floor Rose spoke up and asked if Kimberly didn’t need to know her sizes. “Oh, babydoll was it?” she teased, “I already know your size, I remember the last time you were here and bought some things.” I was amazed, this girl had remembered Rose’s size from a previous visit. Little did I know that it had only been about a week since that visit.

Kimberly was very quick and returned before I had even started to talk with Rose once more. She had an armful of items to try on and they were all beautiful. She had brought back several pairs of thongs, in a rainbow of colors and also matching bras for each. Kimberly had also managed to find matching stockings and garters for each and every matching set as well. I looked over and saw the glimmer in Rose’s eyes.

Kimberly said,”I will give you two a few minutes while she tries them on Sir, I should go and get the other items you requested.” She left us alone as I leered at Rose, “Put the panties on first and then the bras sweetie.” She dropped her skirt to the floor after unzipping it and then pulled of her too tight T-shirt. I couldn’t help myself I leaned close and caught her hard little nipple between My teeth and sucked with as much pressure as I could muster, delighting in the moan it elicited.

Just kaçak bahis then the door opened again, “UNH,” Kimberly gasped, “Wow that is so sexy,” she said as she closed the door behind her and stepped in close. She bent forward and caught Rose’s other nipple with her lips. She sucked with a passion that only got Me more aroused. Her fingers were working down into the waistband of her little skirt and she pushed it off her hips. Kimberly was horny and although I hadn’t told her what to do or asked her to participate, she was going at Rose with lust.

Kimberly’s fingers untied the little strings at the side of her panties and she pushed her fingers down beneath the flimsy material and sunk her fingers into her wet pussy, she definitely didn’t have any shy qualities. I watched as the twenty something clerk spread her legs wide and fingered herself to a state of frenzy. She pulled her fingers from her dripping pussy and waved them beneath My nose, letting Me smell the sweet fragrance of her sexual arousal.

“Would you like a taste Sir?” she asked. I grabbed her wrist and opened My mouth, sucking her fingers into my mouth tasting her honey coated fingers. Rose pouted, “Daddy, Master, Sir,” she whimpered emphatically, “I want to taste her too.” Rose then reached down between Kimberly’s legs and sunk two of her own fingers into the hot lil sexpot’s pussy. I had seen lick her mother’s pussy and even Annie’s but had yet to see her with another fine hot young slut. Well, the opportunity was presenting itself so I was going to command it to the fullest.

“Rose, I want you to sit down in front of our new friend Kimberly here and,” I was speaking fast with My excitement, “lick her sweet little kitty.” Rose sat down on the floor and spread Kimberly’s legs wide, her hands reached up and spread the soft lips exposing the pink within. Rose’s tongue slipped from her mouth as she leaned closer to Kimberly’s thighs and sucked the puffy pussy lips softly. Then I watched as she shifted to the other side and finally settled her mouth in the very center of Kimberly’s pussy and lapped at her clit seemingly devouring every drop of fluid that leaked from within Kimberly’s drenched pussy.

Rose only pulled away long enough to whisper,”Daddy she tastes so good, and her pussy is so tight,” she slipped two fingers deep up inside Kimberly and looked over her shoulder grinning, “see Daddy, Sir.” Rose happily continued until I tapped her shoulder and had her stand up.

“Now, My slut,” I spoke to Rose, “I want you to lie down and spread your legs,” and to Kimberly, “I want you face down in her pussy. And you had best get her off you nasty little slut.” Kimberly smiled and said,”It will be my pleasure Sir,” as she leaned down and started to first kiss her way down Rose’s tight little tummy to her naked snatched. I meanwhile was pulling My jeans off and slipping behind Kimberly’s well toned ass.

I ran My big hands over her ass as she moaned into Rose’s pussy, I playfully smacked her ass and told her to really dive into that pussy. She did so and while I was rubbing her ass she wiggled it teasingly, it was at that exact moment there was a knock on the door to the changing room. “Kimberly,” the voice said nervously, “the boss is here and she is looking for you, you better get out here or she is going to fire your ass.”

Kimberly pulled her mouth away from Rose’s pussy and looked over her shoulder at Me and said, “Sir, I must go back out there. I really need this job.” I could tell from the way her body was still moving that she would much rather stay here with Rose and I, but her eyes pleaded for my understanding. “I understand Kimberly,” I told her as she broke away and started to dress quickly,”what time is your next break or when do you get off this evening?” Kimberly glanced down at her watch and replied, “I get off in about a half an hour, Sir.” “Well, you go back out there and take these with you and ring them all up,” I indicated the clothing she had brought in with her.

Rose was already beginning to pout once more, she had been driven into her lust filled state and wasn’t going to be allowed to climax again. “Daddy, Sir,” she squeaked, knowing how I hated her pouting, “I didn’t get to try on all the pretty things though.”

I pondered this momentarily, “Well, My little one you will have plenty of time later, you don’t want to get Kimberly fired now do you?” She sighed resignedly and said “No, Sir.”

I returned My gaze to Kimberly, “You go start ringing this up and I will follow shortly and purchase the items while Rose looks around for some other things she may want.” Kimberly perked up and raised herself onto her tiptoes and kissed My lips and reached down cupping My cock in her hand and leaned towards My ear. “Sir, I would very much appreciate that chance to continue this experience soon,” she whispered, her lips brushing My ear with every pronounced syllable.

I patted her little behind and nudged her to the door, “We will talk about that when I arrive at the counter Kim.” As she exited the room I pulled my shirt back on and walked out shortly thereafter with Rose in tow. I gave Rose a sideways glance and pointed to the babydoll pajamas and the teddies, “Go and pick out a few princess and bring them up to the counter.”

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Hot. Hot and sticky. And hot. Brooklyn, mid-July, the end of a humid day and a thunderstorm getting ready to rock and roll. After a day spent working to a deadline, Maggie wants nothing more than to quit, switch off the lights (the storm has robbed her of a good hour of daylight), cover the table and go drink something very cold, very fast. And find a cool spot. She wants to quit, but she wants to finish…but she wants to quit. As she’s deciding if she’s at a good spot to stop, one where she can go on, she hears a key in the lock downstairs. Well, that’s one decision out of her hands, and in no time, she’s standing in the lower hallway of the brownstone, waiting for Dave to walk through the door.

“I wasn’t really expecting you,” she tells him, then sees that he’s carrying a shopping bag. “Ooh, good boyfriend! What did you bring?”

“I brought sustenance,” he tells her, savoring every syllable. “I knew you wouldn’t have done anything, and I wanted to eat, so I brought it to you.”

“Well, come on,” she says, and goes down the hall to the big kitchen in the back of the house.

It’s marginally better in here, a little below street level, in the back away from the worst of the day’s sun, and the tile floor is cool on her bare feet, but it’s still oppressively hot. The first hints of thunder can be heard, still at the point where the question is, is it just a plane, or is it really thunder?

Dave thumps the bag down on the table, and together they unpack it. Ciabatta, tomatoes, fresh mozzarella, salami, strawberries. “You are the best,” she tells him, and suddenly hungry as well as thirsty, quickly has one end of the long table set for two. The finishing touch is a shallow bowl of herbed olive oil, to dip the bread into. Dave is opening two bottles of bahis siteleri beer–“Use glasses,” she reminds him–and then she lights some candles and switches out the light. “I thought it might seem cooler this way,” she says.

“We need the storm to break it,” he says, and for a short while, they’re silent, eating. It’s one of those times when hunger truly is the best sauce. After the first pangs are assuaged, and they’re down to picking, Maggie asks Dave how his day was. “Fine,” he answers. “Rehearsal was good….look at that,” he says, changing the subject suddenly. “Nothing is moving, look at the flames, they’re not even flickering.”

It’s true, the air is still and heavy. There seem to be more horns blowing than usual–the weather making tempers even shorter than normal.

Maggie is wearing a black, v-necked t-shirt, and it’s so humid that it looks nearly painted on her. Her generous cleavage glistens with sweat, and her hair has turned into a cloud around her head. She reaches up to lift it off her neck, the v of her decolletage deepening as she does, then lets it drop again. She does this a few times, and Dave begins to feel a heat that has nothing to do with the weather.

A true rumble of thunder now, no question of what it is.

Dave feels the sweat running down the middle of his back and decides to take off his shirt.

“I’m not sure if that raised or lowered the temperature,” Maggie observes, in the dry voice she keeps almost solely for the moments when she’s feeling the least dry, then rests her wrists against the cool of her glass of beer.

“I could go either way,” he says.

Lightening flashes, further out in Brooklyn.

Maggie moves her chair closer to his. She looks completely deadpan, canlı bahis siteleri but he can see her breath is coming a little faster than before. A slight breeze is starting, the precursor of the storm, and the flames begin to flicker ever so slightly. She runs her left hand idly across her chest, and Dave is mesmerized. Finally, she says, “There’s something I want to try…I want to play with food a little, okay?”

“Okay,” slowly, not knowing what’s going to happen next.

She takes the red bowl of olive oil off the table, and sits holding it for a moment in her palm. “A new twist on an old favorite….”

She leans forward, and dipping a finger into the oil, rubs it on first one of his nipples, then the other. The slick coolness (even in the heat) is unexpected and exciting. “Nice?”

“Uh-huh.”

“Uh-huh…” Then she leans forward, and sucks it thoroughly off first one, then the other, in the same order as she applied it. His breath is a glottal stop of an exhalation, a soundless punctuation of passion. As she’s finishing, he leans closer in to her, and catches her wrists in his hands and pulls her to him. His kiss is almost rough, and she answers him in kind. Not a pretty movie kiss, this one is urgent, hungry, flavored with beer and garlic and sweat and and the soundtrack is not swelling music, but the occasional suctiony slurp, which bothers them not at all.

The thunder sounds closer now, and there’s a flash of lightning behind the Williamsburg Bank building.

He lets go of her wrists, and puts his hands on either side of her breasts. He enjoys the familiar feel of the fullness of them, and then his face is in her cleavage. Summer sweat and her perfume, even muskier than normal, fill his senses güvenilir bahis and he licks his way through the salt and sweetness. Then, through the shirt and her bra, he takes her nipple in his teeth and tugs. It’s her turn to make a noise, but hers is an intake of breath, sharp with the surprise of it. He tugs again, a bit harder, and she throws back her head, and her legs begin to part, slowly. Then her hands are on his slick, naked back, and she murmurs, “Come on, oh, please, here, on the table, oh, please…”

They’re both on their feet, this is the best idea anyone has ever had, since the beginning of time, “the candles,” she giggles, “I don’t want to go up in flames.”

He blows out two and moves one further away on the floor. Only shadows and one candle and the two of them.

His hands go up under her skirt (she favors skirts) and finds to his pleasure, that she’s naked under it. Quite naked, he finds. “I shaved for you.”

His voice thick, he says, “You know I how I like that,” and small talk is done. She sits on the table, it’s the perfect height, her skirt is pushed up and he’s undone his jeans and her legs are wrapped around him. He pushes himself into her, hard, and the noise she makes is both pleasure and relief. She’s leaning back, supporting herself on her hands, and he’s thrusting so hard that the dishes on the other end of the table are jumping. He slows for a moment and reaches down to finger her clit, at which point there’s no stopping her, her orgasm starts and he feels the familiar convulsive waves. He tries to prolong the moment, but before long, he’s cumming too, hard, a jaw-dropping pleasure. His arms are braced against the table, he leans toward her and knows that when he kisses her, her lips will be icy cold….they always are afterwards…

And the heavens open and the storm is overhead, thunder and lightening, as though jealousy has caused the weather to compete with them.

Later, a floor above, in her big sleigh bed, naked on the sheets, they listen to the rain that has slowed to a steady rhythm, and finally, sleep.

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Sitting in the family van I felt my brother, Chase, kick my foot closest to him. It wasn’t hard, merely hard enough to get my attention. Pulling out one of my ear buds, I turned to ask, “Wha—”

I didn’t even finish the word as I saw him facing me with his hard dick sticking out of the waistband of his shorts.

With our parents in the front seats talking above the quiet radio, we were on our way to our grandparents’—our mother’s parents—house for a visit over a long weekend. It was a sixteen-hour drive to a rural area that we made every few months. The van we used had four swiveling chairs in two rows behind the driver and passenger and a bench at the very back that could be stowed in the floor and Chase and I occupied the first two behind our parents.

Hearing our parents still talking and unaware of what was happening behind them, I slid out of my chair as Chase turned his to face the back then got to my knees between his legs. As one of the tallest guys in school, his long legs naturally spread wide when his knees were bent so there was plenty of room for me between them. Without hesitation or fear I leaned down and took his cock into my mouth and felt it twitch a few times as he got used to the feel of me on him. With a soft, barely audible sigh he slouched down slightly in his chair and stretched his long legs out on either side of me. After placing one of his large hands on my head as a counterweight he closed his eyes while he listened to the music playing in his earbuds.

Chase, like many eighteen-year-old guys or really just guys in general, loved getting head and he had a great cock to receive it. It was just over ten inches long and thick with a sharp downward curve from years of wearing a cup for baseball that slid easily into my throat. Having sucked him off for so long I had no problem deep throating him while his girlfriends choked and gagged attempting it. There were times I had spent more than an hour bobbing on his cock before he pumped his load into my stomach and, with plenty of time to kill, it looked like this was going to be another of those moments.

Keeping my motion slow and deliberate, I took my time bobbing up and down on him while I slipped a hand into my own shorts to massage my own suddenly hard dick. Occasionally, I stopped to run my tongue over the ridge of the wide bullet that capped his shaft or inside the fold of retracted foreskin. Even though we had showered before starting the trip less than four hours ago, there was already a faint, musky flavor trapped in the fold. It matched the scent of his balls wafting up to me from inside his shorts and a part of me couldn’t wait to taste him again after a few more hours once he ripened further. My favorite time to suck his dick was right after he had practice or a game because of how pungent his junk would be. Whenever we could, I would spend as much time as I could running my tongue between his legs trying to clean him of the sweat and funk trapped in the hair there. His body, like mine, was covered with a generous dusting of dark hair that, depending on its location, hid or enhanced his fit musculature.

As his identical twin, my cock was similar, only without the curve, and he was slightly more muscular and tanned than me from his time outside on the diamond while I was lean and sinewy with the body of a basketball player. We both had the same straight, dark hair on our heads but mine was long enough to graze my shoulders while Chase kept his short and spiky. A pair of ice blue eyes that we had often been told were slightly disconcerting in their intensity rested in each of our faces above angular noses. I liked to keep my square jaw shaved clean while Chase’s was covered with perpetual stubble that he worked on entirely too long so it would appear casual. Additionally, he wore a pair of small diamond studs in his ears while mine were unpierced.

I glanced around Chase’s body and chair to glance at the rearview mirror a few times. At one point, I saw my father watching us with a slightly displeased look even as he continued talking to our mother. Over the years he had caught us a number of times while we were messing around. The first time he cursed in surprise upon finding us in our shed in the backyard but quickly moved passed his shock to simply say that our mother probably wouldn’t like catching us in such a position. We were a fairly religious family and our mother was the arbiter of all things sinful so we understood his warning. Having not been chastised by him as harshly as we had expected, we continued fooling around with each other and, over time, we received nothing more than a look and shake of the head the subsequent instances he found us engaged in something sexual. Only recently had we started messing around in the van during the trips and still he said nothing though we were going at it right behind them.

Despite the fact that my brother and I hooked up almost daily, neither Chase nor I was gay or even bi. We didn’t mess around with other guys and had not even fleetingly considered türkçe bahis it. As twins we were understandably close and we had been each other’s first out of curiosity and prepubescent exploration. Finding that we liked it, we kept it up because it was better than masturbating.

Zoned out with my rhythm of working his dick, it wasn’t until I felt Chase tightly grab a fistful of my hair that I realized he was close. Moving my eyes upward, I saw him looking down at me with nothing but horniness in his eyes. Normally that look was accompanied by a litany of foul fuck words but here in the van, with our mother completely oblivious to what we were doing, his mouth was silent even though it hung open as he breathed heavily through it. His upper lip twitched slightly just before I felt his cock stiffen and jerk upward as it prepared to begin shooting. I pulled back to lock my lips around his crown just as the first watery shot left him. With practiced ease I rapidly swallowed his load without losing a drop. Even after his dick began to soften, I kept him in my mouth to catch the dregs of his load and to clean him so there would not be even the hint of the scent of sex in the air.

Without a word, he pushed my head off him and slid to the ground and I replaced him in the chair. With his characteristic enthusiasm, Chase began to work my cock. For as much as he liked getting head, I often joked that he liked giving it more. When we were alone he was very vocal when he sucked me off, letting out moans and sighs of pleasure as he tasted my cock. Even now, despite the need to be quiet, he was an eager cocksucker who cleaned my own fermenting cock with unrestrained zeal. At one point he had begun bobbing on my dick so rapidly that the sound of broken suction interrupted the quiet of van with three rapid-fire reports.

Just as he pulled off, our mother turned around. “What are you boys doing back there? What’s that sound?”

With my legs spread wide and bent at the knees, Chase was able to lean around me while I tucked away my dick to answer, “Nothing. Chance just forgot how to use a straw.”

Grabbing the cup—actually Chase’s cup—from the holder in the armrest, I turned slightly in her direction and held it up along with the magazine that Chase had tucked into the side of his chair to help cover my midsection. If I didn’t or turned too far she would easily see the hard tip of my dick tenting my t-shirt where it pointed upward out of my shorts. That, combined with Chase’s wet, swollen, red lips would most likely invite more questions. “Sorry.”

“I thought you were over there,” our mother said pointing to the chair I had vacated.

“No,” I lied. “Chase was. He came over so we could look through the magazines.”

It was plausible only because of the pile of magazines on the chair directly behind the seat I was now occupying. Glancing in the mirror, I saw our father purse his lips with disapproval. While he had no problem with what we were doing, lying was something he took seriously yet it always surprised us that he didn’t rat us out in moments like this.

She gave a half shrug and didn’t question further. “Well don’t drink too much. We won’t be stopping for a while.”

“I’ll be fine, Mom,” I said with a good measure of teen attitude, barely holding back the eye roll. “We always are.”

She looked between us again then turned back to the front and resumed her conversation with our father about whatever it was our parents talked about.

Chase gave me a salacious smile as he reached out and freed my cock to finish the job he had started. I didn’t argue and sat back to enjoy his mouth on me. With his skill along with the fear of our mother catching us still coursing through me, I soon gave a sigh announcing my orgasm. While I reveled in the bliss of my dick pumping cum into my brother’s mouth I didn’t care if our mother led our high school’s marching band passed me as she yelled at us about the sin of incest.

Chase swallowed my load then cleaned me even more thoroughly than I had done to him before pulling off. With quiet movements, we retook our original seats. In the comfort of my place and with post-orgasmic contentment I put my earbuds back in and zoned out.

About an hour later, I felt the pressure in my bladder that our mother had warned us about. Unconsciously, I began holding my crotch as I ignored the call of nature. My method of coping didn’t help much and the need to relieve myself steadily grew to the point that I began rhythmically opening and closing my legs as I fought against my bladder. When I could no longer ignore it, I turned my chair around and cautiously moved out of it to stand in front of Chase, who was facing the rear with a foot resting on one of the other chairs. Not waiting for an invitation and with my back hunched over due to the low roof, I lowered my shorts revealing my piss-swollen dick and pulled Chase’s head onto it. His lips had barely closed around the end when I gave up holding back the flow.

“Are iddaa siteleri you okay?” Our mother turned her head upon hearing me let out a deep sigh practically in her ear.

I had placed a knee on the seat of Chase’s chair and had leaned forward over him resting my arms and chest on the back of the chair above my brother’s head as he held my hips and drank the contents of my bladder. Because of my height, in this position my head was inches away from our mother’s. With unrestrained relief I responded, “Yeah. I’m fine.”

“What’s going on? Why are you on your brother like that?” She asked unable to see my midsection.

“I needed a stretch.” I stifled a moan as Chase did something with his tongue that had nothing to do with swallowing the heavy stream of piss flowing out of my dick. “He’s pulling on my back to help.”

Chase and I frequently massaged and popped each other’s backs so it wasn’t a stretch to believe and our mom accepted my statement without question. Looking down at her watch, she said, “We’ll be stopping in an hour or so for dinner. You’ll be able to walk around for a bit to stretch those muscles. Sometimes I feel bad that you guys are so tall. But if you weren’t, you wouldn’t be such a basketball star,” she added with maternal pride.

I didn’t refrain from rolling my eyes. “I’m not a star, Mom. I’m a starter but definitely not one of the best on the team.”

“But a few colleges have said they’re interested,” she said undeterred. “That’s something.”

“It is. But I still have to do tryouts.”

“And they’ll all see how great you are. Just like I do.” She reached up and patted my cheek before turning back to the front.

My bladder was so full it took another moment before the flow stopped. By that point, my dick was fully hard again and Chase was working it over looking for something more substantial than piss. Still draped over his chair I began to lightly thrust my hips, fucking my dick in his mouth even as I was drawn into a conversation with our parents about the drive.

“Do you remember how small this town used to be?” Dad asked rhetorically. “Now look at it. And there’s traffic everywhere.”

Despite there being highways that we could take that would easily shave two or three hours off our journey, our parents preferred to take the back roads and enjoyed the slower drive.

“I remember that used to be a cow pasture”—I pointed to what was now a big box store—”where we pulled off the road and Chase fell face first into a cow patty because he had to go so bad. Ow!” As I recounted the memory, I neglected to take into account the fact that my dick was still in his mouth and it wasn’t until he bit down that I realized my mistake. Despite that, he didn’t release me after his attack and I resumed thrusting into him.

For all the times we’d done stuff in the van, this was by far the hottest and riskiest. I was slowly fucking my brother’s mouth, edging steadily closer to release while talking to our parents. As usual, our father was well aware of what was going on as he could see my dick moving through my brother’s mouth in his mirror while our mother had no idea. Not for the first or last time I wondered if our dad secretly got off on watching us. He never gave any indication that he did, and even now a quick glance at his crotch didn’t reveal any telltale tenting. And when I gave a soft grunt that I quickly covered with a cough as Chase began to drink my cum, he gave me a quick side-eye but didn’t otherwise react.

I wasn’t complaining, though. I couldn’t imagine being restrained to uncertain, erratic encounters with my girlfriend like our friends and not being able to get off as often as we did. Not only that, but Chase gave the best head I’d ever had and not being able to indulge in his mouth would probably send me into a depression.

After my balls were empty and my dick cleaned, I pulled back and saw Chase’s dick tenting his shorts. I reached down and began to sink to my knees intending to reciprocate but he denied me.

“I’m good for now,” he said softly.

I matched his low volume. “You’re such a fucking cocksucker. Satisfied just from sucking my dick.”

“And you like it,” he said without shame or embarrassment as I sat.

Despite his declining me, I could see him playing with his erection as we continued down the road. At one point I glanced over and saw that he had adjusted his dick so it pointed up out of his waistband. His hand was absently playing with the head as he read through a magazine and chatted with our parents while still facing the back. There was some clear precum seeping from the tip that he occasionally swiped away with a finger. He would then put the digit in his mouth to clean it before returning to play with himself. When we finally stopped for dinner about half an hour after I dropped my load, Chase’s cock was red and it made me feel uncomfortable thinking how painfully hard it had to be.

Leaving the van, Chase angled his curved cock off to the side securing deneme bonusu veren siteler it under the waistband of his shorts. It wasn’t very noticeable but I could tell which fold in the fabric had nothing to do with the free movement of the material as he walked into the fast food restaurant.

After Chase and I finished eating, we went for a walk to stretch our legs while our parents stayed in the restaurant having coffee. Unintentionally, or so I thought, we found ourselves in an alley behind the adjacent strip mall. There were a few dumpsters placed against the wall between doors that served as rear exits for the storefronts on the other side. We were about halfway down when Chase pushed me back against the building and began grinding against me.

“Ready to suck some dick?”

I rolled my eyes. “I should’ve known.” Chase liked having sex in public and had often told me how he had gotten his girlfriend on his dick with other people around yet no one knowing. Not counting our parents being present, I had also been pressed into public service for my brother a few times and while I wasn’t as into it as he was, I understood the draw of fucking around in public. Because of that, I willingly dropped to my knees sandwiched between him and the wall taking his shorts with me. With his cock free, I eagerly took it into my mouth.

Chase didn’t waste any time and set up a fast pace face fucking me. He held my head in one of his hands while leaning forward and bracing the other arm on the wall for leverage. “This is what you wanted, isn’t it? Take that fat cock. Fucking swallow my dick,” he said as he unceremoniously slammed his dick down my throat. “Who’s the cocksucker now, bitch? Can’t answer? Mouth too full of dick? Fucking smug asshole.”

I glared up at him as he taunted me for my earlier comment but didn’t otherwise resist.

“Wanna keep making fun of me because I give you the best fucking head you ever had? I oughta choke your ass with my cock. But you’d probably like that too much. Cocksucker.” He said the word emphatically. “Look at you, down on your knees in an alley sucking your brother’s big dick like a two-bit whore. Now that’s a fucking cocksucker. And look, your dick’s hard, too. You just dumped a load and now you’re ready to go again? Really? Or is it that you like sucking cock so much that you’re getting off on this shit? You like sucking dick, Chance? You like having my dick fucking your mouth? Are you a cocksucker?”

When Chase pulled completely out of my mouth, I knew what was expected of me. “I like sucking your big dick because I’m a cocksucker.”

“That’s what I fucking thought,” he said as he slammed back into me and resumed fucking my face. “Ya fucking piece of shit. Bet if I stopped giving you head you’d change your tune and be more appreciative of what I do for you.”

We had been so into what we were doing that it wasn’t until I saw a young woman out of the corner of my eye that I realized we had an audience. A few steps down, one of the doors was now partially open, obviously her exit into the alley so she could have her cigarette. I tried to pull off Chase but he held my head tight in his hands. After seeing the crazed way I was looking behind him, he turned his head and saw her.

“Hey,” he said to her without breaking his rhythm.

“Um, hi.” The woman looked from my face up to Chase’s and back.

“Yeah, he’s my twin brother,” Chase said nonchalantly. “And he called me a cocksucker because I gave him a blow job so I’m showing him who the real cocksucker is.”

“Uh, okay.” She took a drag of her cigarette and a beat passed before she asked, “Should you be doing that here, though?”

“Probably not,” Chase acknowledged. “But it’s kinda hot, right? I mean how often do you see a cocksucker”—he practically yelled the word—”working his twin brother’s dick?”

“Not often.”

All went quiet as Chase continued to fuck my face unconcerned about the woman. She walked a few steps away and mostly ignored us but I could see her occasionally turn toward us to watch before shaking her head and turning away again.

As if things couldn’t get crazier, my phone began to ring. Obviously I was in no position to answer it but I pulled it out of my pocket and saw that it was our mother. Passing the phone to Chase, he let out a curse then answered, easily passing as me.

“Hey, Mom,” he said using my usual words and intonation. “Okay. … We’re at some store inside the strip mall. … About five, maybe ten minutes. … Okay. See you soon. Love you. Bye. Fucking mama’s boy,” he growled down at me after disconnecting the call.

I rolled my eyes because, of the two of us, Chase truly was the mama’s boy and he knew it.

Chase smacked the back of my head. It wasn’t hard but got my attention. “You still wanna give me shit, cocksucker? Really? Let’s see how much you like drinking my cum.”

Chase redoubled his thrusting and I soon saw the signs of his impending orgasm. He gave a deep grunt and tossed his head back as his cock swelled in my throat and began to pump his load straight into my stomach. As I took it, I glanced over and saw the woman staring at us with undisguised shock on her face. Despite myself, I gave her a wink as I raised a hand and began massaging my brother’s balls through his orgasm.

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Rita awoke to the sound of her alarm beeping, it was 7:30, a nice, warm Saturday in May. She hastily stumbled out of bed and headed towards the bathroom down the hall, in between hers and her father’s bedrooms. Yawning, she stared at her reflection in the mirror. Her dark brown hair was standing on end from her nights sleep, and her eyelids still looking heavy. She admired the blue eyes under them, they being her favourite feature, because they reminded her so much of her daddy’s.

She smiled and picked up her hairbrush and began gently fixing up her hair. She washed her face, applied a touch of lip-gloss, as most 18 year olds do, and hopped onto the scale. Rita stood at 5’5″, and was very active in her softball team, which helped her to keep a low weight, the scale declaring it 123 pounds. She glanced in the mirror. She looked over her body thru the shorty PJ top and Capri bottoms. Rita looked at her tits, 34c, large for her age, and she loved them. They made her feel sexy. Rita stumbled downstairs, where her father was reading the newspaper while bacon sizzled on the stove.

Richard was a very handsome man. He had raised Rita from a tiny baby since her mother passed away from cancer shortly after she was born. He was 40 now, a bit of grey flecked thru the temples of his dark brown wavy hair. Richard was still very active with sports and kept busy with his contracting job. He had the most beautiful blue eyes that sparkled when he spoke.

He has his head down reading the paper when she walked in .She stood at the doorway and admired how good looking her dad was. He was wearing his housecoat and was obviously not wearing underwear. His housecoat was slightly open as he sat. His circumcised cock hung limp and hung passed the edge of the chair. Rita was shocked to see her dad’s cock and quickly looked away. Then looked back to glance another look. She didn’t know why but she had to …

“Good morning sleepy head, get a good nights sleep?” her father, Greg, asked as he adjusted his house coat.

Yawning, Paige responded “Mmm-hmm, how about you Daddy?”

“Slept like a rock.” Richard responded, smiling. He got up and flipped the bacon, and began to scramble some eggs.

Rita glanced over to see if she could see his cock again but Richard made sure he was tucked in. After all it was his daughter … Rita again looked away and pretended to get a cup for coffee. After all he was her dad… As she reached up, her top lifted to expose her tit. Her nipples were hard and stuck out like little erasers. Rita didn’t even notice .. But Richard did It made his cock stir .

“Hey sweetie, I have to go run so errands today in the city, think you can manage the house on your own?”

Rita’s heart sunk, it seemed like she was getting to spend less and less time with her daddy lately, but, hating to make him feel bad, she responded in the happiest voice she could muster, “Okay Daddy, but can I go to the movies?”

“Hmmmm, I don’t feel comfortable letting you go out on your own, baby. How about we go rent some movies before I go into town?”

“All right Daddy, I’m gonna go take a shower before breakfast, I’ll be down in 15 minutes.”

Rita stepped under the hot spray of the shower nozzle. She began lathering her body with soap, rubbing and caressing her cute little feet, her ankles, her strong but dainty calves, her shapely thighs, and slipped the soap between them, rubbing and cleaning her hairless young pussy, enjoying the feeling of the soap bar against her slit. She began moving upwards again, cleaning her flat little stomach, lathering up her young, perky breasts, her shoulders, her back, her arms. She grabbed her razor and shave cream, and began to shave her legs, and her pussy, thankful that her Daddy finally let her start shaving a few months before. Rita had seen some of Richards Magazines and noticed that some the ladies didn’t have hair. She liked that look and decide that, that was the way it should look.. plus it felt nice.

The water spraying down on Rita’s head began to turn cold, so she shut off the water and climbed out of the shower. She grabbed plush pink towel from the rack and wrapped her hair up in a smaller, more lightweight towel. She hurried into her bedroom, finished drying off, and dropped the towel. Standing naked in front of her closet, she pondered on what she would wear. Finally, she decided on her favourite light blue t-shirt and a white mini skirt. She grabbed a pair of clean white panties out of her dresser, and a white lace bra. She dressed bedava bahis herself, brushed her damp hair, and hurried downstairs.

“Better hurry up and eat your breakfast sweetie, we need to get to the video store pretty soon so I can get out of here.”

Rita quickly ate her eggs and bacon, her favourite breakfast meal. She stood up, walked over to her Dad, gave him a peck and said “Thanks for the breakfast daddy, it was wonderful, shall we go now?”

Rita picked out two movies with Richard approval to each one. She handed them to her father and they went and checked it out.

It was about 3 o clock in the afternoon, and Richard was still out in the city doing this and that. Bored, having already watched her movie, Rita tried hard to find ways to entertain herself. She went into her dad bedroom, because that was where their Play Station 2 was set up. Frustrated, she couldn’t find the game she wanted to play and began searching the room for her game. She opened her dads nightstand drawer and found tons of magazines with pictures of naked women touching themselves on the cover. She opened one of the magazines and sat on the bed. There were pages and pages full of pictures of people on top of each other with the guys cocks, inside the girls. She heard Richard truck pull up and quickly put the book back where it was and ran down stairs.

The next morning the same thing happened, when she came down the kitchen, Richard cock was exposed. This time she looked longer and longing at it . She felt the tingle in her pussy again…” hmmm” she thought .Her mind went back to the picture in her dads books she was looking at the day before. Richard looked up from the paper not straightening up this time. Letting his cock be exposed. Rita looked away and again reached up to get a cup. Again exposing her tit.

This time Richard said something to her. ” You know hun, when you reach up like that I can see your tit.. I mean boob.”

Rita pulled down her t-top and blushed ” well. You shouldn’t be looking” she said giggling.

They both giggled uncomfortably at each other and went on about their day.

The next day was Saturday and a bit of a sleep in for Rita. When she finally stumbled out of bed and down to the kitchen she was anxious to see her dads cock again. She knew it was wrong, he was her dad, but it was so beautiful. She stood at the door way and this time it was sticking straight out hard as a rock. Richard was smiling and said “Good morning sleepy head” He mad no attempt to hide his raging hard on.

Richard had a secret lust for his daughter for the past year or. He began noticing her filling out in all the right places, and becoming a woman, but never dared to even admit it to himself, afraid of what he might do if he came to accept it, afraid that he would hurt his baby, that he would lose control. Now he knew his daughter wanted him too … she said so in her sleep the other night . He was in such a lustful feeling today he knew he had to act on it or it might never happen. He would make the first move and if he was wrong he would apologize and never touché her again.

“you know dad when you sit like that I can see your cock .. I mean dick” Rita mocked Richard.

Still smiling she reached up to grab a cup. That’s when she felt her dads hands cup her tits. He cupped the under parts of her tits and softly pinched her nipples rolling them between his finger & thumb.

“Dad!! What are you doing …..”she turned her head to look at him but made no attempt to stop him .

” you were looking at my books while I was gone the other day ,how did you like them? Richard asked with a husky voice.

” They gave me a funny feeling ,but I liked. One on the pictures were what you are doing now ,,, I looked at for a long time wondering how it felt” Rita said breathlessly.

“I know … when you look at the pics, you didn’t put it back they way you found it .And you talk in your sleep … you were asking me to do this to you .. and other things…. “

“Well, um, what do you want to do about that? ” Rita asked .

Richard slowly guided her backwards towards the chair he was sitting on and sat her on his lap not once letting go of her tits . Richard’s cock was throbbing with lust by now, his daughter was actually asking to have sex with him! His sweet, innocent, 18 year old virgin daughter. Her eyes were pleading with him, and no matter how hard he tried to stop it, he found his hand lifting up Rita’s shirt.

They were both casino siteleri silent as the shirt was slowly discarded, each afraid that if they said anything, it would stop, that the other would back out. Richard saw the look in Rita’s eyes, a mixture of want and fear and excitement. He began the suckle on her neck, nibbling on her ear lobe. Then Richard turned her around to straddle his lap .He worked his kisses way down to her shapely breasts. Rita was breathing heavily, not able to believe that this was really happening. He planted small kisses all along her breasts, and then, to Rita’s delight, began licking and sucking on her nipples. Rita was squirming by now, and moaning under her breath. He alternated sucking between breasts, pinching the nipple not in his mouth, and nibbling the other with his teeth. Rita began to tremble, her hands in her Dad hair, pulling his mouth closer to her chest, moaning out his name over and over. Her body began trembling, waves of pleasure rocketing through her body.

“oh my gwadddddd” she exhaled .

“Mmmmm baby you came, had an orgasm, it’s supposed to happen, don’t worry, it felt good, huh?”

With a glazed look in her eyes, Rita nodded.

Richard stood her up , took hold of the top of her pj Capri’s and pulled it down past her ankles. Taking in all of her body, his heart swelled with his pride, she was so gorgeous, so perfect, dressed in panties, and it was all HIS for the taking. He hooked his thumbs under her panties and pulled them down. His face got inches away from her dripping pussy when he seemed to realize what he was doing.

“Oh God, Oh God, Oh God, what am I doing? Baby I’m so sorry, I don’t know what just came over me, I didn’t hurt you sweetie, did I? Fuck, I’m such an idiot!”

“Daddy, NO! Don’t leave, don’t stop! Please! I love you, you’re so handsome! You said that people who feel that way about each other have sex! Please Daddy!”

That was all he needed, he laid her on the kitchen table the second the words slipped from her mouth. His tongue was rubbing her clit, making her moan out in ecstasy. One of his large rough hands moved up and squeezed and massaged her luscious tits, toying with her nipples, while the other moved down and inserted one finger in her pussy. Richard was excited at how tight it felt, his finger barely fit in her! His tongue was going crazy on her clit swirling around it, moving in closer and closer to its tip. Taking steady stokes on it with his tongue.

Rita couldn’t believe how good this all felt. So many emotions were running through her body. She felt so much love towards the man with his head in-between her legs, her only role model growing up.She remembered crawling into bed with him when she had a bad dream, and sometimes faking them to get close to him. She also felt a great deal of fear, with these new physical feelings taking over her, things she never knew she could feel.

Richard could feel her young cunt tightening around his fingers, milking at them, as her little body tensed up.

“DADDDDDY! IT’S HAPPENING AGAIN!” Wave after wave of orgasmic pleasure shot through her body.

“Mmmmm baby your cum juices taste so sweet! It reminds me of your mothers years and years back!”

Rita smiled feebly. “Daddy?”

“Yes Rita? He questioned

“Can I give you a BJ? I have a couple friends at school who talk about giving them to their boyfriends, but I’m not really positive what it is or how to do it….” Rita asked shyly

“Ah yes please! Okay baby, what you do is you lick, suck, and stroke Daddy ‘s cock, and maybe even play with my balls But be VERY careful not to bite, k sweetie?” encouraged Richard.

He took Rita but the hand and led her to his bed.

Richard took off his housecoat and lay back on the bed. Rita’s eyes were wide in amazement at the size of her Daddy’s cock, much bigger than the guys in the magazines, Rita shyly moved towards his cock. She saw pre cum glistening on the tip of his cock, and licked it off.

“Yuumm!” Rita moaned in delight, liking the salty taste.

She slowly moved her hands up on her Daddy’s cock, watching for his reaction. Seeing the look of bliss on his face, she sped up a little, while cautiously taking his head into her mouth, sucking.

“Ahhhhh sweetie! Yes! Just like that!” Richard couldn’t believe his little girl was sucking his cock, but she was! And shit she was great!

“Try to take more in your mouth! And play with my balls!” He guided her .

Rita took bahis siteleri a couple more inches into her mouth, until his cock bumped the back of her throat, making her gag. But Rita is a determined young girl, and tried to expand her mouth and take in more. She managed to get 4 inches of Richards 8 inch cock into her mouth, letting her hand take care of the rest of his length. Her hands were curiously playing with his balls, rolling them in between her hand, and feeling the firmness of them. She sucked harder, and began bobbing her head up and down on her daddy’s cock, with the slight encouragement of Richard’s hand on her head.

He wanted to give her time to explore, not make her do too much at once, figure things out on her own. But the pressure inside his balls was building up, and he needed the release as soon as possible.

Rita felt her daddy’s balls tighten in her hand, and a few seconds later her beloved daddy was yelling out…..

” Oh Gwadddddddd Oh Gwaddddddddddd!!” I am cummmmiiinnggg …swallow as much as you can. ” He begged her

Soon she felt hot spurts of gooey cum hit the back of her throat, and pulled out a little bit so she could taste it in her mouth better. Spurt after spurt came out, filling her mouth as she tried hard to swallow it, loving the taste, but some dribbled down her chin never the less.

“Ahhhh Sweetheart! That was wonderful!! You’re daddy’s little cock sucker, aren’t you ” he asked her lustfully.

Rita on nodded, still licking her daddy’s cock, making sure she got every last drop of his cum. It remained hard in her mouth.

Richard wanting to go further but praying that he would have the will power not to. This was his girl! He couldn’t stand the thought of hurting her. Forcing her into something at such a young age, but there was a stronger power within him, forcing in to climb on top of her and spread her petite legs and kiss her deeply on the lips, they’re tongues entwining, as he rubbed the head of his cock up and down her slit.

Slowly, he inserted his head into her tight, virgin pussy. Her eyes widened, feeling a pain as he slowly slide in some of cock.

“Owww Daddy it hurts! Stop!” Rita winched as she spoke

Richard could hear his angel pleading with him, but was too overcome with lust to really listen and comprehend it.

“Shhhhh… It’ll get better soon, I promise.” Said Richard truly lost in lust.

With that he slid in another inch, until he reached the ever faithful barrier. Counting to three, with small thrusts on one and two, her tore through her hymen, popping her cherry. Tears being filling Rita’s eyes, and she was whimpering beneath him. Richard nibbled on her neck and kept his dick still in her pussy, waiting until the pain subsided. Soon his daughter stopped sniffling, and he slowly thrust his hips. Slowly in, slowly out, his cock slick with her juices.

“MMMMM Daddy! It feels so good!”

“Oh Sweetie, just wait, it’ll get even better!” With that he began picking up the pace, driving his 8 inch cock in and out of her slick pussy, nibbling on her neck and sucking gently on her nipples. Animal instincts took over, and he began slamming his cock harder and faster in her young cunt.

“Ohhhhh Baby! You have the tightest pussy I have ever felt! Gwadddd I love you so much!”

Rita was lost in a world of bliss, hearing her daddy’s balls hit her slit as he slammed in and out of her, feeling his huge cock stretch her, smelling the sweet aroma of her juices and his pre cum mixing together. She was lost, completely lost, in a world of pleasure, moaning increasingly, feeling an orgasm building deep in the bottom of her stomach.

“Daddy! More! Please Daddy! Please! Don’t stop!” she begged

Richard felt her legs wrap around his waist pulling him closer to his daughters body, and he came down and kissed her passionately on her sweet, supple lips. The world could crumble around him and he wouldn’t stop fucking his sweet, innocent daughter. He knew he wouldn’t be able to last much longer, but he wanted to give her another orgasm more than anything else in the world. He kept pounding and pounding away, loving the way her young tits bounced with each stroke. He felt her body tense up and her pussy grab onto his cock like a vice, his baby girl moaning wildly beneath him. This set him off. With a finial stroke, he let off his load into her womb, her pussy still convulsing around his cock. With a finial shot of cum and kiss on her lips, he fell upon her and rolled off, taking her in his arms, kissing her neck and back.

“Mmmmm Baby, thank you so much, I didn’t hurt you too bad, did I?” he asked her breathlessly

“No daddy, it was wonderful!” was all his daughter was able to muster before drifting off to sleep in her Daddy’s strong arms.

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