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He had been working the horses all day and had one more to ride, Wilbur. He motioned for Wilbur to come to him and Wilbur did as he was told. What he didn’t know was that he was being watched.

She enjoyed looking at him as sweat rolled down his face and back. Today though was different. She pictured this day for weeks and today she had the courage to make her move. He stuck his boot in the stirrup and was about to mount Wilbur when he noticed something white out of the corner of his eye. When he turned he saw her walking toward him, her blonde hair flowing behind her. He took his boot out of the stirrup, stood next to Wilbur, and waited for her to approach. When she drew closer, he noticed her shy smile.

“Can I help you?” he asked.

She just continued to smile and took a couple of steps closer to him. She was now standing directly in front of him. She raised her arms and rested them on his shoulders, looking directly into his brown eyes.

“I want a ride.”

She kept her voice calm, but inside she was shaking. She didn’t know what she’d do if he said no. He grabbed her hands and took them off his shoulders. He then grabbed the saddle horn and swung himself into the saddle. He then reached his hand out to her.

“Put your foot tuzla escort into the stirup,” he commanded.

She complied.

“Now put your hand on my thigh and swing your other leg over.”

Once she was situated behind him, she wrapped her arms around his waist and rested her head against his bare back. She heard him take in a sharp breath before he spurred Wilbur forward. They rode out of the arena and headed to the trees where she stood earlier. As soon as they entered the trees she began trailing kisses down his back and ran her nails across his stomach and chest.

He slowed Wilbur to a crawl. She began kissing his neck, nibbling ever so slightly. He pulled back on the reigns and Wilbur stopped. He turned his head slightly and kissed her cheek before moving to her lips. When their lips touched, their bodies began to tingle. He motioned for her to bring her leg over his lap. She swung her leg over and he helped her slide onto his lap.

She ran her hands down his chest and reached for his belt. She looked up at him as she unfastened it and he reached for her t-shirt. When he went to take it off, she raised her arms to help him before she moved back to his pants. He reached and began massaging one of her breasts. She moaned and leaned tuzla escort bayan into his hand. He threw her shirt aside and reached to unfasten her bra. When it was unfastened he tossed it to the ground too. She unbuttoned his jeans and slowly unzipped them. He reached for her jeans and did the same. He ran his hands down her legs and tugged on her boots. He tossed them aside.

“Lean back,” he ordered.

When she did, he grabbed the bottom of her pants and tugged. She raised her butt off the saddle to help him remove are final article of clothing. He took a sharp intake of breath as soon as he noticed she wore noting underneath. Once her jeans hit the ground, they reached for each other and their lips touched slightly before he deepened the kiss. His tong darted in and out of her mouth. Her hands trailed down his chest and over his stomach and stopped when they reached the front of his pants.

She began stroking his swollen member through his jeans. He moaned and thrust into her hand. When he did that she reached with her other hand and attempted to pull is jeans down. He stood up in the stirrups and she yanked his jeans and underwear down as far as they would go. He sat back down and ran his hands down her chest. He stopped and massaged escort tuzla bother her breasts before moving his hands lower. She almost stopped breathing when his hands reached the top of her mound. He looked at her and smiled before he inserted one of his fingers. She bucked at his hand and grabbed his shoulders. He could feel hr juices spill onto his hand and he knew she was ready. He grabbed her hips and pulled her toward him.

“Put your feet on mine,” he whispered in her ear before nibbling on it.

She lowered herself slowly taking him in. He thrust up to meet her. When he did, Wilbur started walking. He thrust harder and she met him. She bent down and ran her tongue lightly across his lips before darting it in his mouth. She nibbled lightly on his lower lips and thrust her hips harder against him.

He grabbed her hips and pulled her down harder while she ran her fingers through his hair. She could feel him about to cum and she squeezed him tight. He thrust one more time before she collapsed against him.

They lay in each other’s arms for what seemed like eternity. He eventually grabbed the reigns and turned Wilbur around. Still connected, they rode in silence. Once they reached the spot where her clothes lay, she moved off him and climbed off the horse. She gathered her things and started walking away.

She took several steps before turning back. Still holding all her clothes she said, “Thanks for the ride.”

She turned back around and disappeared in the trees.

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0k I realise that my last story – Getting Closer – was a fail, the idea for the story was unprepared and I did not intend for it to become a huge hit so I may have rushed into it too soon, nether the less I love writing and it is my passion therefore I shall not quit and let a few bad comments become my downfall. I hope this story will become more successful and I wish that the readers enjoy it as much as I love writing and look past the errors (I’m not the best at writing but I love it ( as I have already said)).

It was the final day of university for me, I had handed in my badge that I had held with me since I first arrived at the gates so many years ago, I had collected my papers to tell the world that I am now recognised in the field of Forensics and finally I had handed back my dorm room key with a satisfied grin that I could once again return back to my home and wouldn’t have to wake up each morning knowing how far away from my family I really was. All was well again.

It was a good 5 hour drive from my university back to my home town – Willenhall – it didn’t help that once I had set out, at nine in the morning, the roads were already jam packed with the early commuters rushing to get their busy day started. I had briefly considered staying back at the university cafe and just waiting for the tide of relentless traffic to stop or at the very least die down. In the end I had decided that it would be for the best to just get on the road and head home once and for all, after all the sooner I begin to get home the sooner I would arrive to meet my family and the barrage of congratulations and hand shakes enough to pull my arm from it’s shoulder.

It was almost three when I reached home pulling into the driveway to the side of the house. My first thought was that everyone may be out because as I walked closer to the house I heard no sounds of activity nor when I peeked through the large glass windows into the living area was there any sign of life. I took my keys out of my pocket and opened the front door, stopping briefly to collect the accumulated pile of letters lying on the floor.

It was only when I caught the faint glimpse of someone peering through the eyehole on the porch door that I knew everyone was inside but they were hiding and that meant only one thing… surprise party. Oh, how I hated surprise parties with everyone acting fake jumping out screaming and then laughing at the belief that what they had planned all week finally worked for what would be a tenth of a second. Nether the less I decided there was no way to avoid the inevitable and the sooner it happened the quicker it would be over, how ironic – I had said the same about leaving university to get home to relax and look what happened, it was still a long drive and then a tormenting welcome back.

I have to admit it was almost a surprise had I not seen someone against the door. The moment I stepped through the porch door I was completely disorientated with the pitch blackness of the room compared to the outside world and then with the flick of a switch the change of lighting. To be honest the best to describe it would be: it was like being hit by a flash-bang. Stunning me to the spot with the most stupid expression on my face and just as with a flash-bang the pounding noise, except in this situation it was all my relatives who had come to meet me. The sheer loudness of the noise overwhelmed the senses enough to jumble all of the words into something incoherent I had the faintest guess that what they really had shouted would have been “Surprise!”

I’m guessing the look of my face when everyone jumped up in synch would have proven that the surprise really was a surprise and the plan would have been a success. Once the initial shock was over with then began the routine hugs and ‘well done’ from all the family members. I was a little upset that it happened a little too fast and I didn’t have enough time to register who it was I was actually facing but now that it had all calmed down and everyone had said what they wanted it was time the party begun.

It was only now that I started to wonder where my actual family was – I mean I know that all my uncles, aunts, cousins, nephews, grandparents were there but where were my mother, father and sister – Rachel?

My question was answered soon enough when I found them in deep conversation with my mothers’ sister, my aunt, my father was besides my mother standing sharp as if he was in the barracks up for inspection, he only occasionally jumped in the conversation but otherwise did not speak. Now that I was able to see them I found myself checking them out. My mother with her brown hair curled around her neck was wearing a black sequin dress draping down to below her knees and high heeled black shoes.

My father was wearing the usual tuxedo with black jacket and white shirt with green tie and leather shoes. He looked uncomfortable.

I was just about to ask where my sister was hanging when two soft but petite hands escort bayan wrapped around my eyes from behind.

“Guess who.” She whispered in my ear.

“Um… Uncle jack?” I jokingly replied.

“No, silly” She answered releasing my eyes so i was able to turn around and look at her properly. Now with my vision restored I looked into her brown eyes. Her beautiful brown hair draped to one side. She was stunning, enough to give my mother a run for her money.

She was wearing a red dress that cut just below her thighs and red 2 inch high heels. I would had guessed that my mother and her bought their dress at the same store – the only difference was that unlike my mother who opposed to wearing jewellery my sister wore two diamonds studs in hear ears – one in each – and had a diamond necklace around her neck. I swear if she wasn’t my sister I would have tried to hit on her right there and then.

“Congratulations for finally finishing.” She said leaning forward to give me a kiss on the cheek, whether subconsciously or consciously I turned my head to meet her and her lips ended up on my own and not my cheek. I truly wanted the kiss to last forever and for a quick second I managed to close my eyes and loose myself in the moment. She was the first to break the kiss and smiled as if she saw it as nothing more.

The party carried on for the rest of the day until ten at night. For most the night I was with my sister talking about how life was without me and what she was up to while I was gone, for the most part I had learned in the space of 3 years I was away she had had one dog, 3 boyfriends, 2 break ups, a dog funeral and now had fish for her room – goldfish of course

I was also whisked away to other family to talk about general life and how my university course was, then before everyone left my dad had requested that I show everyone my certificate diploma. I was quite proud of this as I had achieved a 1st which would have meant I finished with an A* in all of my modules.

Finally at ten the last of the guests left – my aunt – with the final goodbye and thank you for coming speech: me, my mother, my father, my sister settled down. We watched television as a family until eleven after that my parents suggested that we do something as a family. We decided, well it was my sisters idea, that we should play a family board game, the chosen: Monopoly.

The game lasted for at the least 2 hours before my mother was eliminated after going bankrupt. After she was gone and then became the elected banker my father was eliminated and it was just between me and my sister. Towards the end of the night my mother and my father decided to go to bed and persisted that it had been a long night and we should follow, but much to mine and my sisters nagging, we managed to persuade them that we should stay up to finish the game.

After half an hour since my parents had gone to bed me and my sister continued to play the game, because they had been eliminated it meant that they had to offer the property back to the game and thus I began collecting more than my sister – it was quite obvious I was going to be winning the game. My sister landed on my property three times in a row and this left her with some serious damage and after going into bankruptcy she was nearly out with just £100 to spare. It was a fun game and now I was just toying with her.

She managed to go another round passing go and collecting the standard £200. it was on her second throw that she managed to completely go under. Her throw landed her on Italy that I owned and the payment was £1000. She could pay the £300 but that still left her with a total of £700 to pay.

“Come on! Please just let me go.” She pouted but I was having way too much fun.

“Looks like you loose.” I mocked placing the shape of my hand in a ‘L’ on my forehead.

“No I can’t loose this is my game!” She whined. “Please I’ll do anything” She resorted to bribery to get off loosing. Her competitive nature had won her over.

“You have nothing I want.”

“Here take these” She pleaded removing her red high heel shoes.

“And what do I want with your shoes sis?” I replied chucking at how badly she wanted to win the game.

“I don’t know sell them or something but come on lets continue.” She replied.

I don’t know what it was but I decided to give in and nodded my head in agreement, I wasn’t going to actually sell her shoes over a game but the look on her face and the fact I didn’t want the night to end persuaded me to accept. She threw her shoes onto my lap extending her legs and wiggling her toes in my direction. I was awe struck at the sight; she had the most beautiful feet and I was mesmerised at the sight of her beautiful long smooth legs and her beautiful feet with her toenails painted in a sweet pink. Just once more for show she wiggled her toes and raised her heels to my face all the time showing a beautiful smile. I swear the things that were running tuzla genç escort through my mind at the time would have shocked even a pornstar.

I allowed her the chance to redeem herself and she threw again this time landing on free parking. Safe. But now she was in trouble; unless she managed to throw a 12 on the two dice she would with out an inch of doubt land on another of my properties and my dick was swelling at the though of her offering herself to me to get out of loosing. My mind was swimming and I couldn’t help myself keep looking down at her beautiful feet and legs and then watching her face as she realised her predicament. She bit her bottom lip and threw the dice hoping I would be lenient. 6…9…10. That final throw landed her on one of the most expensive properties of the whole game. Ill never remember the look off her face when she realised that the game was over.

She pleaded and begged to let her off and let her at the least pass go to get £200. knowing any other night it would be me on the other side of this game with her whipping my butt (figuratively speaking) I decided to be merciful.

“So what do I get this time?” I asked mockingly knowing there was only one thing I wanted but could never have.

She thought for a quick moment before replying “I’ll give you my dress.”

“And why do I want a dress?” I asked but secretly my mind had already made up my mind, no dress meant she would be sitting in her bra and panties, god how I hoped she was wearing neither.

“Come on. Take the dress, it will get you at the least thirty pounds in a good store.” She begged, before I had actually agreed she pulled down on one of the straps around her shoulder letting fall. “Well?”

“Okay. Fine.” I replied eager to know what she was wearing.

Whether she knew it or not but the way that she teased when removing her dress made me look down towards my boner poking upwards, what would she say if she saw I was hard off my own sister stripping? Would she stop?

Luckily she never noticed and both straps came off her shoulders, the concealed zip at the back was pulled down and the dress came up and over her head. While she was blinded by the dress over her head I managed to position my hard on to become less noticeable but it soon came back to full attention after I saw what she was wearing underneath. Black bra and matching black panties. A thong!

“Funny I thought you would be wearing red.” I said trying to remove my attention from her body.

“Well I was going to but then I saw these and I just love the feeling.” She replied.

“Shall we continue then…” I asked pointing at the game. After I had thrown and landed on a small property it was her throw again but needless to say I was not interested in the game no more. She had wonderful perky breasts but they were not overly massive or small either; all in all I would say that she would be about a B cup. Whether I knew it or not I was staring, mouth wide open as if I had just solved the mystery of the universe. I didn’t even notice that it was my throw until she called my name “Jon!”. I didn’t even respond the first time she called just nodding as if I heard her but didn’t know where she was. She called three more times before I finally snapped back to attention and looked at her face. She was smiling.

“Daydreaming?” She asked casually as if I was not thinking of her.

“Uh… yeah”

I grabbed the dice and threw quickly hoping that she would forget me staring at her. My piece – the dog – landed on the same square that she was on.

“Hey look. We’re together.” I joked hoping to ease the tension in the room.

“I wish.” she muttered.

Had my ears deceived me! Had she really just said what I thought she had said!? If spending three years at university at the back of the room had taught me anything it was how to lip-read and clear as day I saw her mouth draw the words: I wish. I was stunned. I couldn’t move, my hands were sweaty and my breath was irregular, in fact if anyone had a cardiograph it would have shown that my heart beat was going so fast it would burst out of my chest.

My sister acted causal as if it was just an innocent reply or as if I was hearing things, after all she had whispered it quietly. I decided not to press further. The game must go on.

She threw again and landed on another of the free utilities, then I threw and landed two spaces above her. Still… she wanted us to be together? The question ran around my mind swimming in a pool of thought. Does it explain tonight with the stripping, or the kiss on the lips earlier – I mean I know that could have been my fault or was it her idea? One of the reasons I was good at forensics was I was able to think out of the box and analysed every little detail as if it was crucial and right now my forensic mind was analysing everything that had ever happened between me and my sister – how long had she thought like this? How long had I liked her tuzla kendi evi olan escort more than I should?

Finally she broke the silence by throwing and landing on another of my properties. Oh god, what would she do now? She had nothing else to bargain with, she would never bargain with her necklace or her earrings after all they were a gift from our late grandmother, but that left only the bra or the panties, surely she wouldn’t.

“Looks like you loose.” I stated thinking she had nothing to bargain with.

“Nooo.” She moaned pouting her lips.

“You got nothing more to offer and you are in too much debt.” I replied hoping I was wrong and she would offer something.

“I got it.” She answered. “How about a dance.”

“No thanks I’m not really in the mood for dancing.”

“Not you, silly, how about I dance for you. Your own personal dance from me, if I make it a good dance how about you give me a small property.” She replied with a smile on her face. Before I could object she stood up waving her arms above her to shake off the cramp from sitting all night.

When she started I swear I had to check my pulse in fear that I was dead. I could have easily have died and gone to heaven. The dance was as good as you could have thought, if she wanted a property for being good I should give her the whole board. She began my moving her hips side to side as if there was some music only she could hear. She twisted while crouching low and then back up twisting the other way. Her arms ram to her stomach before moving up to the sides of her breasts and then gave a light push accentuating her cleavage. Then she continued to move her hands to hear head and then swept her hair out of her face. The turned around to her back facing me and bent down running her hands down her slender legs to her beautiful feet forcing out her ass. Standing mere feet in front of me I desperately wanted to reach forward and touch but something in the back of my mind thought “God this is your sister, this shouldn’t be happening…” but then again something in the front of my mind was thinking “This was her choice maybe she wants it as bad as you want her…”. In the end the back of the mind won and I just sat there and left her to it, that isn’t saying I wasn’t enjoying the show.

She hooked her fingers around the lace around her hips and slowly pulled down. I watched with an ever increasing erection as her panties were slowly removed, she got to her bare ass and then stopped, she turned facing me and then smiled and wagged her finger in the gesture of a ‘no’ and then pulled them back up. I barely managed to notice that above her private there was no hair before it was covered back up.

With the dance over she claimed her spot besides the board game and sat back down acting as if nothing had ever happened. How my mind raced at what would happen next time.

I decided this game was the best in my life and that it would have to continue, she had done her best and as she had wanted I gave her two of my property cards, but due to my analysis brain I had carefully selected two deliberate cards – Cape town and Congo – the two poorest on the board – at the least if she was lucky she may get the odd £100 that they give for landing, and without property she was doomed.

Her face fell when she looked at the two cards I gave her knowing that I was planning all this.

“Didn’t I do a good job?” She teased, tilting her head to one side and smiling in the most seductive manor ever.

I was torn. I couldn’t admit I liked the lap dance from my sister nor could I bring myself to admit that it was bad. In the end I knew how to make it better – I gave her one more card that was directly in the middle of all my others, a small consolation, if she managed to avoid all the other pricey property she could save herself and if I landed on it then I could end up paying more to her than if I combined her two other cards. She was happy with the trade and smiled to me in a warm manor.

The game continued for another good three hours with her sneaking in a couple of pounds from me, enough to pay for when she lands on one of my properties. In the end she decided that enough was enough and that she couldn’t do anymore to stop loosing (personally I knew a lot more she could do, heck, I’d even give her the game if she knew what I wanted). We finished the game, checked who had the most money and then returned the game to the box. I offered my sister the dress she gave me but she shook her head in disagreement. “I gave that to you, it’s yours now.”

We ended the game for the night and put the game back in the side cupboard. Just before going to bed I looked at the clock – 4:00am – best night ever.

“When did you to come to bed last night?” My mother asked when I came downstairs.

She was already sitting in the living room with the TV on watching ‘Jerry Springer’, the headline: I Slept with your daughter.

“Um… about two, maybe, two thirty.” I replied not wanting to make it sound that we were up all night, or for her to ask what we were doing.

“Well Rachel is still asleep so what ever happened last night really knocked her out.” My mother spoke her eyes never leaving the TV showing two rather large women wrestling over a single man.

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A few months ago the firm I work for hired a temp secretary to pick up the extra work that we had fallen behind with from several large contracts.

Although she did not work directly with my department I had seen Michaela around and spoken to her in the canteen, a little shy at first we soon became friends. She is witty; we both share a keen eye when it comes to ‘people watching’ and the same wicked way of describing some of the less desirable characters at work.

With long dark hair and a sexy body that draws admiring glances, her tight round ass is almost hypnotic in the way that it sways when she walks, she has flawless lightly tanned skin that speaks of her Mediterranean heritage, (her Father is English, her Mother Spanish) she has the posture of a dancer, very upright holding her shoulders back, this and her preference for sheer blouses matched with lacy half cut bras tend to draw the eye to her firm breasts.

Younger than me at 33 we shared the same sense of humour that made chatting easy, we spent a lot of time making fun of the mundane complaints that most of the office seemed to share about their lives and when she laughed she would rest her head against my shoulder, the light musky scent of her perfume filling my nostrils, she was a very ‘touchy’ sort of person, resting her hand lightly on my arm as we talked, slipping an arm around the shoulder when she brought a coffee into my office, harmless little gestures that were often misread by the young bucks as a sign of something more, it was amusing in a cruel sort of way when she put them in their place when they became overfriendly.

Lads being lads as each of them failed to make an impression they decided that she was either a lesbian or a cock tease and soon began to ignore her.

The truth was that she had been in a relationship for the past year and had no interest in any of them.

We both shared the same sense of fun and found the chat in the canteen mostly dreary and boring, we liked to send e-mails back and forth in the afternoon about whatever gossip was doing the rounds, making up little scenarios describing our version of events, mostly cruel and defiantly not pc, it was fun and harmless mainly because neither of us ever shared our jokes with the rest of the office, it was our own private little thing.

It was during one of these exchanges that I was suddenly called out of the office on an urgent matter, I forgot that Michaela would be bringing my afternoon coffee and in my rush had left my personal lap top on the desk open at the web site Jules had been posting pictures on, she had rang me earlier to say our latest pictures were on the site and not wanting to wait until I got home I had checked them out on my own computer, (using the works pc to view naked ladies would have brought down the wrath of the IT department and with it unemployment).

As soon as I walked back to my office I could see her poised over my desk and realised what she was looking at, sheepishly I opened the door.

Michaela never moved from my desk.

“Is that your wife in the pictures?” She asked.

I replied that they were and to my surprise she then said.

“Can we look at them together later, after work?”

She made it clear that she want offended by what she had seen and was just a little curios, promising that she would not tell a soul. A little mystified I agreed to stay behind with her after the rest of the staff had left that evening on the pretext of catching up with an account.

As she turned to leave the office I took a chance and passed Michaela the lap top telling her to find somewhere quiet and log on to Literotica.

I spelt it out for her along with my member name, telling her that it was an erotic story site and reading the stories we had submitted might go some way to explaining what she had seen, puzzled she took my pc and said she would see me later.

By 5:30, everyone had left; I was sitting at my desk trying to work out what Michaela would be asking and what she would think of our stories when I heard a light knock on my door, as she walked in there was a huge grin on her face, pulling up a chair kaynarca escort alongside my desk she sat as close as she could get, crossed her gorgeous legs at the ankles, smoothed her short dark skirt as she settled back.

“Alone at last, I thought they would never go.”

She gestured toward my computer.

“So, are you going to just sit there or show me the pictures you were looking at earlier, I’ve never seen anything like that on the internet before.”

“What, Pornography?” I asked while logging on to my account.

“No silly, everyone who has ever logged on has looked at porn,”

“I meant the site where people can post their own pictures.”

As I pulled up the amateur site where Jules had been posting her pictures I felt my cock begin to stiffen, I quickly opened the profile that we had created. With a click of the mouse I pulled up the first set of pictures we had posted, nothing hard-core just a few underwear shots, some topless and a few of her ass.

After five minutes or so of looking through the submissions of ‘soft’ pictures Michaela took control of the mouse and pulled up the most recent file.

This was the one from our group photo shoot where our friends Jake and Terry had taken the photos with much ‘harder’ content.

These were the first fully nude pictures that we had submitted along with some pretty graphic close-ups of the guys playing with Jules and cuming on her tits.

Not knowing how Michaela would react to them I stayed quiet as she browsed through the pictures; she uttered the occasional “wow” as she scrolled through about twenty shots.

Sitting in close proximity to a gorgeous young woman looking through photos of one of the most erotic adventures Jules and I had experienced so far brought my dick to full attention, luckily Michaela was too engrossed in the pictures to notice the bulge in my pants.

She finished looking through our submissions then asked if we had sent any video clips and was surprisingly disappointed when I said no.

“These pictures are really wild, are they from one of the stories you told me to look at?” I told her that they were.

She squirmed in her chair, her leg brushed against mine.

“And all of the stories are true?”

“Pretty much, yes, some of the names have been changed just to be fair to the people involved but Jules and I have a good relationship and enjoy the excitement of her exhibitionist side, although some people think it’s wrong.”

She bit her lip and swung back and forth in the chair.

“I don’t think its wrong I think it’s a big turn on to be able to share something like that, having sex where you might be seen has always been one of my fantasies.”

“Is it just Jules who has the adventures or do you have some fun of your own?”

She ran the tip of her tongue over her bottom lip, there was no doubt that she had been turned on by the pictures.

“We usually like to experience new things together, but if the mood is right and the opportunity is there we are free to enjoy ourselves, as long as we stick to a few rules and are honest with each other.”

Seemingly satisfied with my answers she turned her attention back to the web page and continued browsing the site, flicking through pictures sent by other members.

“It’s a pity you have no videos on here, I would love to see some cock shots and blowjobs, its funny but I have never really been into the idea of having someone cum on me, but seeing the pictures of Jules being covered in it has made me curious.”

I laughed and said.

“There are plenty of videos of blowjobs on the site, type it in search and off you go.”

Michaela smiled and turned her seat so we were face to face, then shocked me by dropping her hand lightly in my lap and giving my cock a quick squeeze through my trousers. “This is the one I wanted to see, would you mind?”

Would I mind? Given the bulge in my trousers it was a pretty silly question.

“If you do that again I’m going to shoot a load in my pants.” I said.

She rubbed her palm over my crotch.

“How does this work? Do you orhanlı escort have to get permission before anything can happen or can I just, you know, touch it and have you touch me?”

“Its fine, do whatever you want.” I said. “As long as you tell me what you want and understand it’s just a bit of fun anything goes.”

She pulled my seat round so that I was facing her then quickly unzipped my pants, gently eased out my penis, the head was swollen and oozing pre-cum.

“He looks like he’s about ready to explode.” She smiled.

“Let him do it on me like in the pictures.”

There was going to be no argument from me as I watched her slid her hand up the length of my cock to the head, give a gentle squeeze to release a drop of clear fluid from the tip, swirl her thumb through the juice, spread it down my cock, repeating the action until my shaft was nice and slick, all the while looking straight into my eyes.

She slowly pumped her hand up and down the length of my cock, circling her fingers very lightly around the shaft so as not to stimulate me too much, with her other hand she fondled and cupped my balls.

Giving the head a squeeze, she dipped her head and took me into her mouth causing me to shiver as she swirled her tongue over the end.

“Pre-cum tastes so sweet.” she said licking her bottom lip.

Letting go of my cock she stood up.

“I don’t want any mess on my clothes so we need to get naked.” She said. Unbuttoning her blouse and tossing it to one side she giggled as she undid her bra, and exposed her firm breasts. Next she unbuttoned her skirt letting it slip down over her tan legs, wasting no time in removing her thong panties, tossing them to one side with a flourish and standing hands on hip, completely nude except for high heels.

Pulling off my shoes and socks I quickly kicked my trousers and boxers off from where they had pooled at my feet and discarded my shirt.

“This is so hot.” Michaela said breathlessly. “Let me do you first.”

My cock was rigid and quivering as she reached out and cupped my balls gently tickling them with her fingers, she took my shaft in her other hand, jerking it hard as she moved close, the tip brushed her lower belly as she brought her lips to mine in a long passionate kiss, our tongues entwined, tasting one another until she pulled away.

Squeezing the head of my dick between finger and thumb she said.

“How about we do this like in the pictures? You cum on me, then I cum for you.”

She ran her hand up and down over the length of my cock, my breath quickened as with every stroke of her palm my cock throbbed, straining toward ejaculation.

She began to work her hand up and down my member more urgently, faster and faster, squeezing the head as she pulled the foreskin up over it, her fingers travelling from base to tip in a blur, totally focused on making me cum.

Wave after waves of pleasure washed over me and I tensed, sensing I was close she gripped my cock hard, pulling me with her as she sat back down, reclining the chair just as thick, hot spurts of cum shot from the tip of my cock, the first shot landed on Michaela’s neck, she adjusted her grip so the rest splashed onto her tits and belly, I strained against her hand with each jet of hot cum, lost in the pleasure of release.

She continued to rub my cock slowly as it deflated eventually letting it drop to my thigh, a thin line of cum dribbled from its slit and she leaned forward kissing the mess from the tip.

She trailed her fingers through the wet patches on her neck, tits and belly massaging it into her skin, her mouth quickly turned to a wide smile and she casually brought a finger to her mouth and sucked on it, tasting my cum.

She gave one of her boobs a gentle squeeze, rubbing her thumb over the hard nipple and grinned. “I’m so horny right now… your turn to please me mister.”

Kneeling between her open legs her vagina was right in front of my face, it was one of the most enticing sights I have ever seen. Her damp lips were completely bald, pink and puffy with excitement, a very neat closely trimmed ‘landing tepeören escort strip’ ran upwards from the top of her slit and I could tell that it had been recently waxed.

She was pretty wet already and let her head fall back, closing her eyes with a faint sigh as I slipped my fingers through her lips, stroking with a slow even movement, careful to just tease without pushing my fingers into her dampness.

She let out a little moan as I caressed her warm pussy, occasionally letting a finger slip between the neat folds.

With my other hand I circled my fingers over her lower belly, tickling the soft skin there only stopping when the tip of my index finger rested on her swollen clit.

Michaela groaned and lifted her ass off the chair slipping forward trying to increase the contact with my teasing fingers, she widened her legs and her lips spread as I pushed first two and then three fingers into her vagina.

Easing slowly in up to the first knuckle I wiggled them, caressing the silky walls in rhythm with the finger stroking her clit, her breathing quickened and she rolled her hips, making little moaning noises, I could tell she’d gone past the point of no return and increased the pressure on her clit rubbing it with quick little flicks.

Soon she gripped my hand holding it hard against her as she shuddered to a climax letting out a cry and arching her back, driving her body up in the chair.

She bit her lip and tossed her head from side to side gasping as she came, losing all control as her orgasm took over. Sticky juices flooded over my hand as I worked my fingers in and out, slowing as her orgasm subsided, gasping she slumped back in the chair and didn’t move for maybe 20 seconds as she came down from her high.

We sat, in complete silence, for what seemed minutes, her eyes eventually opened and a huge grin spread across her face.

She sat up and looked down at herself.

Her body was covered in a thin film of sweat and sticky spots where I’d cum on her.

“Wow I can understand why Jules likes this so much; it’s so exciting being naked somewhere you shouldn’t be; I might have to try some of the other things in Jules got up to in the stories.”

Her left hand gently settled in her lap on top of her pussy, she curled her fingers over her damp lips and her gaze fell on my lap top, she chewed her bottom lip then said.

“Look I love the guy I’m with but he’s pretty conservative you know?

“To be honest we only have any fun once or twice in a month and he has never brought me to orgasm. Everything else is fine but I would like explore and experiment a little like Jules, has the problem is if he knew what had just happened or how I feel about experimenting sexually we would be over in a heartbeat.”

She sighed.

“I would love to post some pictures on that site and keep it as my own sexy little secret; the only problem is I am scared someone who knows me might see them.”

Taking her hand in mine I said.

“I told you that the best way to approach things is to just have fun, obviously there has to be some kind of attraction but if the opportunity and the desire are there then there’s nothing wrong in seizing the moment, why should you miss out? Just be discreet, be careful and don’t brag to your friends, not everyone is as open to new things.”

Gesturing towards the computer I said.

“And as for taking photos there are lots of shots on this site from Woman who don’t want to be known, either because of a partner or the nature of the job they have, even so plenty of poses look sexy as hell without the face being in shot.”

To illustrate the pint I pulled up a few of the more discreet photos, her eyes lit up.

“Would you take some pictures of me to post on the site?”

She looked around the office.

“In here, one night this week, please, it would be so damn sexy.”

My heart raced at the thought of posing her and taking her picture, my cock began to twitch into a semi erect state.

“Ok, how about Friday, the office shuts early; the cleaners aren’t in until Saturday morning so we will have plenty of time.” I suggested.

She jumped off her seat and hugged me.

“That would be great.” She said.

Reaching between us she gave a playful tug on my penis

“Next time though I will need some cock.”

She whispered in my ear, “If that’s allowed?”

Continued…

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It all started at, of course, a wedding. A cousin from a family my family didn’t talk to often was getting married and my family and I were invited. It turned out that the couple had run out of people to ask regarding saying one of the prayers during the ceremony so they asked me. Having a history of singing and saying prayers on my own in church, I accepted without a second thought but they were still one short so they begged the groom’s (my cousin) sister (other cousin) to do the other reading and, as an added incentive so that it would not be so bad for her, and because I had done it before, I was given the bigger of the two and told to go first.

Before I go any farther, a note on my family and me. My name is Colm. I am twenty two years old. I am slightly chubby but, because I am six foot, three, it looks, not natural, but manageable. I have dark brown hair with, my favourite part of an, in my opinion, gruesome visage, a goatee. I also have, second favourite part, bright blue eyes which, I am told, are full of warmth, like a tropical sea. It was probably my mom who told me that.

And now for my family. It is the most boring family in the world. Everyone has a higher-lower class job and the most interesting thing that anyone in my family has ever achieved would be my great-grandfather’s winning half-a-dozen medals during WW2. Saying that, nobody in my family goes hungry and I am currently going to college. We are an upstanding family and none of my family has ever gone to jail or, short of illegally downloading, done anything unlawful or unethical in our entire history. This knowledge did not help the least bit on that day.

My parents, two sisters and I arrived at the church with five minutes to spare, were greeted at the door by the groom and his best man and were told to sit at the top to make it easier for me to get up to read. While we walked I kept an eye out for Jennifer, my cousin, and was relieved to spot her chatting with an aunt. She looked slightly nervous but not as though she would run or faint. Satisfied that I would not be on my own, I continued to the top of the church with my parents and took my seat.

While we waited an attractive young woman walked past our pew wearing a tight gold top with a tightly laced back, which I could just see through the sheet of shimmering brown hair which fell in a beautiful wave to the small of her back, and a matching skirt which stopped just above the knees, giving a fantastic view of two long, shapely and caressable legs. Being a horny bastard, I could not help but watch her swaying hips, gorgeous pert ass and thin waist but it was her legs which kept catching my attention, which surprised me. Usually it is the ass or the breasts (most often the breasts) which keep me staring. Legs are a mode of transportation without which wheelchair sales would skyrocket but her legs were so beautiful that I seriously considered walking up to her, kneeling in front of her and, church or not, licking those luscious legs from her ankle to the bottom of her pussy and back again. Thankfully she sat down in the front row and the marching song for the bride started playing so I did not have time to cum in my suit.

The start of the ceremony went off without a hitch and it was soon time for my reading.

“And now,” said the priest, “I would like to call Jennifer and Colm forward to do the readings.”

I stood up solemnly and, hands clasped in front, walked to the altar. When I reached the altar I was so happy that I had my hands in front that I would have thrown all of my money into a charity box if there was one nearby which, because of the wedding, there wasn’t.

Waiting at the altar for me to come alongside was my cousin, the woman in gold. I had another brief glimpse of those perfect legs and gorgeous ass, enough to get me hard, in a church, in front of my family, when I drew alongside and we continued up the steps together.

In an instant which felt like an eternity Jenn glanced over at me and I looked back. She flashed me a brief smile, which I reciprocated, then turned round. I kept watching her for a half of a heartbeat. She had grown since I last saw her. She’d been thirteen when I saw her last but now she was an eighteen year old beauty. The face was the same, slightly angular, cute button nose, deep brown eyes, beautiful smile with even white teeth, but she was roughly five foot, five; a foot above what she was. Also, I don’t think she had breasts before but she certainly had them then. Looking down her slightly open top, I had a fair view of the perky, firm, well-rounded handfuls which reminded me why I prefer tits to asses, though not why I preferred her legs to her tits.

We got to the altar before I could catch my breath but, somehow, I managed to say the prayer without a hitch, while my cousin was standing behind me, outside of my line of view. When I was finished, Jennifer and I swapped positions and the piano and singer started up. I had nothing to do for the five minutes while the song was playing and my cousin was kurtköy escort talking but stare at her legs and ass, getting harder and harder. The microphone was situated at the back of the pedestal and Jennifer had to lean forward slightly to reach it. She was in a perfect position for me to walk up to her and grab a handful of that gorgeous ass, perhaps reaching a hand around her waist and fondling a boob at the same time…

Kissing her neck…

Using the hand that grabs her ass to pull her skirt up…

Moving the other hand down her stomach…

Two fingers up her wet pussy…

It was at this point that I immediately did three things. 1. I started staring at the ceiling, 2. I started reciting the hymn that was just on and 3. I grabbed hold of my cock, both to stop everyone else seeing my raging boner and to stop myself from grabbing her ass and starting those events which would inevitably culminate in me raping my younger cousin on top of the altar.

I was so caught up in not giving in to my lustful thoughts that I only realised that Jenn had stopped reading when the singer started off again and she was already three steps down from the altar. I kept staring dead ahead all the way down the steps, determined not to look down but Jennifer’s ass gave me one last parting gift.

I was a pace behind her when Jenn dropped her mass booklet. She quickly bent down to get it but because I had been staring straight over her head I did not realise in time. I walked into her while she was bent fully over. I bent slightly over her to attempt to keep my balance while my hands flew to her two cheeks to stop us both from falling over. It was during that millisecond, when my groin and Jennifer’s ass were mashed against each other that I knew, without a shadow of a doubt, that if Jennifer and I had been naked, my cock would have gone straight up her pussy and it would not have stopped until my balls touched base. As it was, my cock had been so long and hard that the only way she could not feel my hard-on was if she had been wearing her concrete panties.

She straightened up and I managed to quickly skip around her and back to my seat. By the time I sat down Jenn was already sitting and my balls were starting to contract. Thankfully, I’m nothing if not disciplined and I managed to subdue the orgasm… barely. I also managed to not disgrace myself by keeping my dick under control for the rest of the ceremony, mainly by not looking at Jenn.

Afterwards, my family and I jumped in the car and drove to the hotel. Where I could spend the night lost in the crowd and away from Jennifer. Or at least that was the plan. Really, it was a bad-to-worse situation.

***

When we got to the hotel we checked in (we were staying for the night) and I went upstairs to drop my bag off.

And empty my bags, as it turned out. As soon as I entered my room and saw the open door to the bathroom, I was transported back to the church. I could practically feel Jennifer’s ass under my hands and my cock pressed against her skirt. Then the scene changed and we were still in the church, but we were both naked and my cock slid smoothly into her pussy. I ran to the bathroom, dropped my pants, pulled my prick out and jacked off. I don’t know how long it took but I came once Jenn had finished deep-throating me and was busy slurping down my sperm.

After that I hurriedly cleaned myself up, went downstairs and took my place in the room where dinner would be served. The food and conversation was great and I quickly forgot about Jenn, who was sitting on the other side of the room.

It was then that my sister leaned over to me and said, “We found someone for you. Don’t go too far after dinner.” They were always doing things like that and I had stopped trying to dissuade them ages ago. The problem was that the women they found were always sluts and (call me crazy) I prefer women with a character that is not constantly tuned to the next cock she is going to swallow.

But I always gave them a chance. After dinner I confined myself to the beer-garden, knowing that my sisters would know where to find me. I like music but the really loud, and not to mention terrible, music on offer at a wedding is not my kind of thing.

My sisters introduced the girl while their boyfriends were off drinking and she seemed nice enough but she liked everything to do with clubbing and I don’t. I tried to get away but she, probably, had orders from my sisters not to leave until I came. It was starting to get ridiculous when another person joined us and said, “Hey, he’s mine!”

It was Jennifer. The girl looked at me but when she saw the smile on my face and, I think, the lust in my eyes, she quickly left.

“Thanks,” I said. “If she had stayed any longer I don’t think I could have stopped myself from bursting out laughing.”

Jennifer smiled. “No problem. I can’t stand skanks like her.”

Chuckling, she sat in the newly vacated seat beside me and we started chatting.

After glancing at aydıntepe escort her tits and legs dozens of times I remembered why I was especially keen to stay away from the party that night. “Hey, I thought that you liked dancing and that kind of music. Why are you out here saving my bacon rather than in there catching the eye of some stud?” I asked teasingly.

She smiled as she said, “I just felt like being talked to like a normal human being rather than thrown around like a Barbie doll.”

I immediately felt guilty for thinking of her sexually and, silently, resolved to keep my lecherous thoughts for later.

I had a great time after that. Jenn was the opposite of the other girl. She always kept her legs together, sexual jokes made her laugh instead of saying, “O.K”, and she talked a lot about movies, school and animals, all of which interest me more than clubbing. She was funny and not afraid to say what she meant. She also had this manner where thinking outside of the box became natural.

At one point she looked up at a floodlight that was hanging at the top of the hotel. The darkness made it look like a light was shining from the night sky instead of hanging from a wall. She immediately said, “Look! The light at the end of the tunnel! Am I in heaven?”

“If you were in heaven,” I said chuckling, “I am guessing that you would be surrounded by better looking guys than me!”

She looked at the ground and said, rather shyly, “Colm, you have no idea.”

I pestered her for the rest of the night but I had no idea then and no idea now what that meant. Did she mean that personality was more important? Did she mean that she thought I was handsome? Was she signalling the A-Team to pick her up? I have no idea.

A little while later, at about ten o’clock, we retreated into a lounge set apart from the wedding, there was light piano music playing. One of her cousins asked us over and what we wanted to drink, Jenn said vodka, I said coke. That was when I had my first Jaeger-bomb.

The problem with getting drunk is not knowing when it has happened so you can make the necessary adjustment to your behaviour so you do not end up acting like a total prick. In the past it was easy: when I could not hear the loud music, I was drunk. That night was the first night when I got drunk without the loud music. I can remember every single moment as clearly as I can remember the last five seconds. I am not sure that that is a good thing.

It took two Jaeger-bombs, a few pints of cider and an hour and a half for me to get completely pissed, during which time me and Jenn talked to most of our relatives and generally made ourselves as accommodating as possible.

While we were busy being respectable a contest started. We both tried to make the other as embarrassed as possible. It started when my mom started talking about singers and Jenn replied that she wanted to be one. It was a well known secret and I, quite deep in my cup by then, grabbed her thigh and said, “No!” in as shocked a voice as I could muster. Everyone laughed and the conversation continued. A few minutes later my mom looked at Jenn and said, “Are you feeling okay? You look flushed.” I looked over at her in concern but she kept staring at her lap. It was then that I realised that I had forgotten to take my hand off her thigh. Not only that but I had been unknowingly stroking it for the past few minutes. I immediately withdrew my hand with a murmured “Sorry” and tried not to look guilty.

She got back at me at a different table. An aunt was talking about a photo and Jenn wanted to see it. Instead of holding her arm across me so her aunt could pass the picture, Jenn moved really close to me and pressed her breasts against the right side of my chest so that she could see it while her aunt held it. It gave me an excellent view. My cock immediately perked up and my face went red. It could be argued that it was accidental but when she was moving away, her hand casually slid across my trousers, over my bulge. She had a self satisfied smile when she sat back. It was war.

We did it dozens of times, some pranks being more blush-creating than others. In the interest of time I will describe the most effective.

Hers came at around eleven thirty. We were sitting in an area with no table. There were four large two-seater couches in a square with small coffee tables for every seat. Jenn and I were in one and friends of her father were in the others. We were being regaled with a very boring anecdote by one of them when Jenn threw her legs over the arm of her side and rested her head in my lap, looking up at me with a smile like a Cheshire-cat. My cock quickly became hard and she delighted in turning her head to look at the speaker then turning back to look at me, each time “accidentally” rubbing from one side of my helmet to the other. When she wanted to leave I said, “I’ll be with you in a minute”, and asked the speaker about some obscure part of his story. He was really boring and he talked for just long tuzla içmeler escort enough for my boner to shrink.

Mine came at around eleven forty-five. I had gone to the toilet and on my way back I saw Jenn talking to a guy. She did not look happy and he had the kind of sleazy look on his face that is instantly recognizable to any guy. I got angry. I try to say it was because she was my cousin. I’m not so sure.

I walked up behind her without drawing attention to myself. I had a choice: either say, “Hey, she’s mine” like she had earlier, or option ‘B’. I went with option ‘B’.

I stepped up close behind her, so my stomach was slotted into the curve of her spine, lay my head on her shoulder, hooked my left arm over her arm and cupped her breast, hooked my right arm under hers and rested my hand over her pussy and said “Hi, can I help you?” He backed off but I stayed where I was and waited, my cock getting harder and harder until I was sure that she could feel it pressing against her ass.

After a few minutes Jenn cleared her throat and said, “Um, why are you still holding me?”

“I was waiting for you to say ‘Thank you’”, I said in a low and husky voice, the only one I could manage.

She cleared her throat again. “Th-thank you.”

I kissed her on the neck, she gasped, and I whispered, “You’re welcome.” Simultaneously I squeezed her breast and hooked my finger so that it rubbed off her pussy and she groaned loudly. I turned away and went in search of my drink. I was drunk, sue me.

***

Midnight found us alone in a booth in a corner of the lounge, drunk but unknowing of that fact. It had been a while since either of us had talked, we were both quite tired by then, but we sat in a companionable silence.

Jenn yawned and looked at me sorrowfully. “I’ll have to stay with my little brother and his friend tonight. I hate having to do that. They are going to keep me awake all night!”

“You have a treble room, don’t you?”

“Yeah but wandering hands are the least of my worries. I don’t want to have to go to the bathroom to change and I hate sleeping in a single bed.”

I took another sip of my drink, pondering the problem.

“I have a treble room too. You could stay the night with me if you like.” At this point I should say that I had no ulterior motive. I was just trying to help my cousin. “You would still have to change in the bathroom but at least you could have the double bed and I promise to let you go to sleep at some point.”

Her face immediately brightened up and she threw her arms around my neck and knelt on the couch with her knees on either side of my thighs. This is when the ulterior motives started coming.

She quickly got up and started walking towards her mother. Feeling like it would be the best thing to do, and making sure that my face was composed in a neutral expression, I followed. When she was told the news my aunt cast me a quick searching look but she quickly smiled and said it was okay by her. We stayed for a short while but we were tired so we said our goodbyes and left. Taking a quick detour to the bar to buy some cans and then to grab Jenn’s bag, we went to my room.

It was exactly the way you would imagine a treble hotel room. Painted white walls, one double bed in the middle of the room, an ornate mirror hanging overhead, one small single bed squeezed into a corner, a T.V facing the double bed and two chairs facing away from a window.

Jenn threw her bag into a corner, put the cans in the fridge, leaving two on a table for us, and switched on the T.V. “I don’t really feel like going to sleep yet”, she said as she sat down on the end of the double.

Now more than ever I took in the amazing woman before me: she had the exact personality that I have always found attractive. And sexy? From where I stood I could clearly see the beautiful face, firm little tits, that I could see by looking down her top, and the two incredible legs that crossed ever so elegantly to stop me seeing her pussy. She didn’t seem to realise that the rest of her was enough to make me want to cum even without seeing her cunt as well.

I quickly subdued every single sexual thought. I reminded myself that she was my cousin. It would be wrong on so many levels: not only would it be incest, she was so much younger than me, plus she might not want to do it then it would be assault. I quickly resolved to do the same as I did in the beer-garden: be a good cousin and not let any stupid impossibilities ruin a perfectly good relationship.

I quickly sat on her left, opened the cans and we watched a crappy action film for a while.

After around three cans each, Jenn looked across at me, smiling, and said, “That was fun, that competition.”

“Yeah,” I chuckled. “We should do that again. I wonder if anyone realised.”

Jenn laughed. “If they did it wouldn’t make a difference. We’re cousins. It’s not like we could do anything anyway.” She got a mischievous smile on her lips and started running her hand up and down the crotch of my pants, gently stroking my previously flaccid cock. My poor penis. After being aroused so many times that day, it shot up like a bolt of lightning, taking my blood pressure and my pulse with it. I was just about to start moving with her hand when she suddenly stopped.

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As Nikki awoke, she couldn’t help but feel her father’s cock pushed against her thigh. She had obviously rolled onto her back during the night and as she woke, one of her father’s legs was draped over her, trapping his penis between his leg and her thigh. It was semi-hard and she couldn’t help but wonder what it would be like to have her father’s cock spearing between her lips like Sally’s tongue had the day before. One day she would have to find out.

Paul awoke and realised that he was lying with his daughter in his bed. He felt guilty, knowing that he shouldn’t be doing it, but when Nikki looked into his eyes, any thoughts of guilt were washed away by the adoration that he saw there. She smiled at him, wishing him a good morning and her head closed in on his to plant a kiss on his lips.

Instinctively his tongue slipped out between his lips to kiss her and Nikki looked a little surprised. She quickly recovered from her surprise though, her tongue darting out to meet his as her lips parted to accept his kiss. They locked together in a passionate kiss not intended for father and daughter, but oblivious to such convention in their lust and love.

Paul’s hand closed over his daughter’s breast and Nikki was now aware that her father’s penis was fully erect as it pushed into her. She wrapped her hand around it and asked her father if he’d like her to suck on it for him again. Paul told her that he needed to go to the toilet first but that he’d love for her to do it after. As he started to leave the bed to go to the bathroom, Nikki got out of bed to follow him, telling him that she hadn’t seen a man pee and could she please watch him?

Paul said that if she really wanted to she could and so it was that she stood in the doorway to the bathroom watching as a stream of pee flowed from his penis into the toilet.

“Can I hold it while you pee?” she asked him, advancing on him across the bathroom.

“Er, Sure honey,” Paul replied. Nikki took her father’s penis in her hand as the urine continued to flow from it. She was surprised how much she had to push it down to keep it from peeing out of the toilet. She commented on it to Paul and he told her it was because he was getting excited and that it was harder to pee from an erect penis than a limp on.

He finished and she let him go, telling him that she needed to go now. She sat down on the toilet and started to go. Paul told her to lift her nightie and spread her legs so that he could watch her like she’d watched him. He stood there with his cock getting harder and harder and started to stroke it as he watched the pee flow from between his daughter’s pussy lips. Nikki reached out and grabbed his cock and pulled it towards her until her father stepped within easy reach of her mouth. She took him in her mouth as she sat on the toilet and started to suck him up and down his shaft.

As his daughter sucked on his cock, Paul pulled at her nightie, lifting it so that he could see her naked as she sucked on his erection. She broke her suckling contact long enough for him to lift it over her head and then quickly sucked his dick back into her mouth. She loved the way her father became insistent as she kept sucking it, his hands in her hair, his cock thrusting at her face. Before long it felt as if she had no control, as if her face was simply being used to satisfy the thrusting member before her. It was strangely exhilarating and she moaned as her father fucked her face. She gagged as one thrust went deeper than she was expecting but her father didn’t stop and she pulled back after gagging yet again, just as her father’s cock erupted in a shower of sperm while he vocalised his release, his cum splattering over her face and dripping down to her breasts and tummy.

“Sorry about that honey,” he said to her, looking down at his cum soaked daughter.

“I don’t mind Daddy, I like you using me for your pleasure. But I think I’d better shower,” she laughed.

“You are too good to me sweetie. I’ll wash you off in the shower.” And with that they turned the water on in the shower and after waiting for the temperature to even out, both got in together. Nikki stood with her face in the cascading water, the cum washing down her body as her father took the soap and started to run his hands all over her body from behind. He massaged her shoulders and stroked her sides and cupped and squeezed her breasts, teasing the nipples.

“You have such strong hands Daddy, I love having you touch me like this.”

“Honey, I love touching you like this too, you have such a wonderful pretty and firm young body. As he said this, he took her buttocks in his hands and massaged them before sliding one hand up and around the front to touch her breast again. As he did this, his soapy right hand nestled itself between her buttocks, washing, pushing down towards her pussy. His soapy finger probed gently at her anus as Paul lost all sense of what he was doing, determined to explore every inch of this young body, even if it was his daughter. He felt her buttocks clench, but pushed anyway, urging her to relax.

“It feels funny tuzla escort Daddy,” she said to him as he pinched at her nipple and fingered her bum hole.

His left hand reached down from her front and separated her pussy lips before working inside her vagina and as she relaxed a little his slipped his soapy finger inside her anus, the tight muscle of her sphincter gripping his finger as it plunged in.

Nikki squealed as her father’s finger pushed inside her bottom further. She wasn’t sure about this, but her Daddy seemed to really want it and she didn’t want to disappoint him, so she held still as both her holes were fingered. He removed his finger and moved her out of the water, soaping his hands before returning them to their exploration. His cock was really hard again and Nikki reached down to tug on it as fingers penetrated both her holes. As she relaxed, she started to enjoy the feeling.

Paul’s attentions moved to her clit with his other hand fingering her anus and he felt a change in her motion, suddenly realising that his daughter was now pushing back against the finger in her bottom, her hips gyrating as he manipulated her clit.

Nikki could feel her pussy preparing to cum and pushed back against the finger in her arse. What had felt uncomfortable at first now felt fantastic and she squealed again as the finger slid in and out of her bum and her pussy convulsed in orgasm. She leant against her father who, sensing her release, stopped probing her.

“Oh my Daddy, you are full of nice surprises!” she said to him, pulling her head to down to kiss him before they both got out of the shower and dressed for the day.

On the same night that Nikki slept with her father, Sally lay in her bed thinking about how much fun it had been to suck on Nikki’s pussy .. and to have her own sucked. It was late. She hadn’t been able to sleep and was considering going next door to wake her brother up, but just as the thought entered her mind, she noticed the door to her room swinging silently open. She new from the silhouette that it was her brother.

“Are you awake?” he asked as he closed the distance quickly to the side of her bed.”

“Yeah,” she said.

“Can I get in?” he asked her, not waiting for a reply and shuffling onto the edge of her bed under the quilt.

“Too late to say no now, isn’t it?” Sally quietly laughed, but she moved over and made room for him, noting that his cock was stiff as it brushed against her thigh as they sorted themselves out. “So what brings you to my boudoir?”

“I was wondering if we could have some more fun like the other night?”

“Hmm, I think that I might not mind that too much,” Sally said, taking her brother’s boxer clad cock in her hand and stroking it. “But I think that I want to suck your cock before you cum this time.”

“God that would be awesome,” Craig said.

“Of course, you have to lick my pussy for me afterwards.”

“Oh. I don’t know if I want to do that.”

“Well, I’ll suck your cock and you can think about it, but I really think that you should.”

“Well I’ll see, it seems kinda dirty though.”

“Its not, its fine, there’s nothing wrong with it,” Sally said, trying to convince him as her hand continued to manipulate her brother’s fat cock.

“And you know, because of all the pussies you’ve licked of course …” Craig said, teasing her. There was something about the lack of a response, the tension in the bed when he said it that made him ask accusingly, “Have you licked another girl’s pussy?!”

“That’s none of your business,” Sally hissed.

“Holy shit, you have! You’re a lesbian! My sister got some pussy!”

“Shut up Craig, I am not gay! Get out, I don’t think I want to do this anymore.”

“Well of course if you’re gay you won’t want to suck my dick,” he said, moving to get out of the bed. Sally didn’t let go of his cock though and pulled him back onto the bed.

“Ow!”

“You lie there then and I’ll show you just how gay I’m not,” Sally said indignantly, tugging her brother’s boxers down and quickly taking his erection between her lips, her tongue caressing the smooth flesh. She slid her mouth down over the shaft and back up again, her brother murmuring just how wonderful it was, how amazing it felt to have her mouth pleasuring his cock.

Sally felt her pussy getting wetter with every trip her mouth took up and down her brother’s cock. She supported herself on one hand and used the other to caress her breast, tweaking at her nipple as she continued to suck him off.

She heard him groan and his body became tense and rigid. Realising that her brother was about to cum, she used her hand to pump his shaft, removing her mouth. She felt his cock spasm in her hand and watched the cum spurt out over his tummy in the dim light that emanated from without the room.

“Oh shit, that was fucking great!” Craig said as he lay with sperm splattered over his body. “Do you have some tissues?” Sally went to her dresser and came back with a couple of tissues which she passed to him. As he wiped up his sperm, she pendik escort stood beside her bed and pulled her panties down and lifted her nightie up over her head so that she stood naked before her brother for the first time since they’d bathed together as young kids.

“Wow, you are such a hottie Sal,” Craig said to her, gazing up at her pert little breasts, his gaze travelling over her entire nakedness, caressing her like a touch.

“Lick my pussy, its my turn to cum,” she simply said, laying back down on the bed beside him, spreading her legs. She pushed Craig down towards her feet and he ceded ground, moving slowly down her body, his fingers trailing over her nipples, her breasts, her tight tummy until they tangled briefly in her pubes. He positioned himself ready to try the delights that were being offered to him and Sally pulled her pussy lips apart with her fingers, telling him exactly what she wanted him to do.

Craig did as his sister had asked and used his tongue to stimulate her clitoris, working around it in circles and back and forth across it as she began to echo his recent pleasures vocally. When she was really getting into it, Craig stopped what he was doing.

“No, don’t stop, keep going!” Sally urged.

“Whose pussy did you lick?” he asked slyly.

“Fuck! Don’t worry about that, just make me cum you shit,” she said, getting angry that he would hold out on her like this.

“No, I think I need to know before I can finish this off.”

“If that’s the way you want to be, I’ll do it myself and you can forget about ever coming in here like this again!” Sally said. That threw Craig. She could tell that the thought of not being able to do it with her again might just be more than he was willing to concede in order to know about her fling with Nikki.

Craig returned to pleasing his sister and she sighed in relief as waves of pleasure resumed their coursing through her veins. With a little instruction and encouragement, Craig was soon bringing her to the limits of her tolerance as Nikki had done for her. She grabbed her pillow and pulled it down over her face as she squealed, her pussy convulsing and pulsing in its release.

“Better sis?” Craig asked as he pulled his boxers back on.”

“Hell yes, I think that we could have a lot of fun together like this bro.”

“Mmm, I won’t complain,” he laughed as he snuck out of her room and down the passage. He couldn’t help but wondering about which of her friends she might have licked though. The thought brought him another erection before he’d even managed to make it back to his room.

“You’ll never guess what!” Sally said urgently to Nikki as they walked to the bus-stop together.

“What?”

“I gave Craig a blow job,” she said proudly, happy that Nikki grinned in response. But Nikki then just looked pensive and didn’t say anything, which started to worry her. “What is it?”

“Oh just that I did the same thing for my Daddy and then slept in his bed for the night,” Nikki said.

“Oh wow, aren’t we just the two dirtiest little sluts!” laughed Sally.

“Yeah, did you swallow his cum?”

“No, I made him cum on his tummy. Did you?”

“Yeah.”

“Wow, what did it taste like?”

“Its kinda hard to say, I can’t really compare anything with it. Its not something I’d choose to have from a glass for instance, but I didn’t mind because of the fact that it was cumming from Daddy’s cock. I guess you’ll just have to taste your brother’s cum to find out.”

“I guess so. I got Craig to lick my pussy last night too! But I slipped up and he worked out that I had licked a pussy …”

“Oh my God! Did you tell him it was with me?”

“No he doesn’t know who it was with, but I reckon he’ll probably work it out ‘cause he’s just gotto think about how much time we’ve been spending together and I reckon he’ll click.”

“I guess there’s no chance of me getting to have a go with him then if he decides that I’m his sister’s lover.” Nikki sighed.

“Oh, I don’t know, he didn’t exactly seem disappointed to think that I’d been licking pussy, but he did accuse me of being gay.”

“What did you say?”

“I gave him the blow job and let that speak for itself,” Sally laughed. “So, do you want to come over and stay this weekend, or what?”

“Um, sure, I’ll talk to Dad about it,” Nikki said, as they boarded the bus to school at last, careful now not to mention the incestuous affairs of their home lives.

Paul was disappointed when Nikki wanted to spend the weekend at her friend’s place, especially when he realised that she’d be staying Friday and Saturday night, but he knew that he couldn’t allow the relationship that they’d started to be destroyed by his desire to keep her at home as his own. He simply hoped that he would continue to be able to share his feelings and desires in a mutually pleasurable way.

Nikki didn’t sleep with her father every night because she was a little concerned about both of them becoming too used to the explicit nature of their relationship. She knew what she was doing wasn’t aydınlı escort really right and fully intended that one day she’d have a husband of her own age, but that was no reason not to enjoy the opportunities that they were having completely! On the Wednesday night before she abandoned him for the weekend (she could tell that he wasn’t particularly happy about it) she came home from Netball practice hot and sweaty and as she went past her father in the living room, suggested that he might like to come with her to the bathroom. She laughed at the mad grin that spread across her face as he all but leapt out of the couch.

“Why Daddy, you could almost get a spot on my netball team with moves as quick as that she teased him.”

“Honey, if it means I get to watch that pretty little butt of yours wiggle its way to the bathroom in front of me, I’d try and break the land speed record!”

Nikki laughed and lifted the hem of her sports skirt to flash him her lycra panties before quickly stepping out of his reach as his hand snapped out to try and fondle her arse.

Paul leant against the doorway to the bathroom, watching as his daughter disrobed in front of him. He loved watching as inch after inch of her skin was revealed to him, his cock hardening with each new revelation. Nikki turned the water on in the shower and adjusted the temperature, acutely aware that her nipples were hardening and her pussy getting wet under the lurid gaze of her father. She stepped into the shower asking her father if he was just going to stand there and watch her or whether he was going to join her.

“I think for now that I might just watch you.”

“Well, I don’t have a big problem with that Daddy, but I’d hate to see you stand there and get wet!”

“Oh I don’t see getting wet as being a problem out here love.”

“Well ok then,” Nikki said, allowing the water to soak through her hair as she bent forwards under the flow of the water. Once it was well and truly drenched, she flicked her hair up over her head, ensuring that a spray of water flew over the cubicle to splash her father.

“Now young lady, don’t make me spank you.”

“Huh, you’d have to get wet to do that!” she laughed.

Well, just remember that in order for you to get out of there, you have to get past me,” he teased.

“Ahh, but if you don’t let me out, you don’t get to play with these,” she taunted in return, pulling at her nipples lasciviously, licking her lips and then running her hands over her wet lithe body. She noticed the look of lust on her father’s face, but he wasn’t giving in to temptation. “Tell me to do something for you Daddy, tell me what to do to turn you on.”

Paul growled low in his throat, amazed at how his seemingly innocent daughter managed to tap into his deepest desires. He liked nothing more than being in charge of a sexual situation and here his daughter of all people was offering him the chance to instruct her.

“Keep touching yourself, take the soap and get your breasts and belly and pussy all lathered up and run them all over he said, dropping his pants and taking his erect cock in his hands, stroking it as she complied with his request, her hands sliding all over. He watched as her fingers moved over her body. She teased him, her nipples being tugged, her breasts squeezed and manipulated, her other hand sliding between her legs, teasing her clitoris and stroking her lips.

“Pick up the brush,” her father told her, indicating the long handled scrubbing brush that lay on the floor of the shower alcove. As she did, he told her to sit upon the floor with her legs spread.

“I want you to slip the handle into your pussy,” Paul told his daughter. “Not too far though, just an inch, I don’t want you spoiling yourself.” Nikki blushed as she thought about her father referring to her virginity in such a way. She did as she was told though, finding it strangely arousing to be instructed by her father as he stood outside the shower playing with his cock.

Sitting on the floor of the shower, she took the brush and pointed the wooden handle at her pussy, resting the tip of it against her lips. She looked down and watched as she slipped it between her lips. It went in a little way, but then the water had washed away her juices and she found that it wasn’t going to go in easily. She stood briefly, adjusting the flow of the water so that it fell down the wall of the alcove and not over her body, then she sat back upon the floor, her legs spread apart. She watched as the handle again disappeared between her lips and marvelled at the pleasurable feeling of having something so hard between her lips. She stopped when it was a little way in and looked up into her father’s eyes. He was all but drooling as he watched her penetrating herself. Sensing what he wanted, she slid the handle in and out of her hole for a bit and smiled as she noted the increased tempo with which he handled his erection.

“Take it out,” he told her. Nikki did so. “Now suck the brush. Get it clean of your pussy juices.” Nikki sucked on the handle of the brush, tasting herself, wondering what her father would think if he knew that she had licked her girlfriend’s pussy and was planning on doing more of it over the weekend to come. Thinking about it, she sucked on it like she would her father’s cock until he gave her further instructions.

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Part 3 of the story about the work experience girl with us at the moment.

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“What does a girl have to do to get a job round here?”

I couldn’t believe I was really going to do this, but here I was. I didn’t have a lot of choice when I came to it – I needed the money that this job would pay – needed it badly.

“Oh Lauren, Hi,” He was surprised to see me in his office.

“Hi,” I said, as sexily as I could manage. Think of the job, think of the job I kept telling myself.

“Sorry Lauren I thought you’d gone” he mumbled. I could see him trying not to stare at my tits – I’d purposefully undone one of the buttons to show a bit more cleavage than usual, and I could tell it had had its effect.

“Well… I wanted to make a good impression” I smiled. “As I said – what does a girl have to do to get a job round here?” I closed in for the kill, and pulled gently at my collar to reveal even more flesh – god this was embarrassing.

“Err… well… you know there’s a lot of competition for jobs here… a long waiting list,” he managed to stutter out.

I batted my eyelids – I had him now I could tell. “Do you think I’ve got a chance?” I flashed him my best sexy smile.

“I don’t know… I mean you’re works not bad but…”

“But?” I whispered. Here goes I thought… “I need to do more?” Oh god, I can’t believe I’m doing this…

“Yes,” he took a deep breath “What would you do for it Lauren?”

What would I do for it? How far was I willing to go? Shit – should I just back out now? I bit my lip and pushed my hair out of my eyes. “Oh I’m sure I could do some very, very bad things.”

I kissed his cheek and laid my hand on his chest. No going back now I thought – I’ve come too far.

His hand reached round and grabbed at my arse. I gasped in shock as the reality of what I was about to do hit me. This wasn’t me. But as his hands undid my trousers I couldn’t deny that I felt sexy. This wasn’t me at all, but might I just enjoy it? I stepped out of my clothes and stood up straight, trying to meet his gaze defiantly as his eyes lingered across my body. I knew I wasn’t ugly – ok I knew I was more than that, but it was nice to feel so sexy standing here in front of him. I turned him on I could tell – his dick was straining at his trousers.

As I stood there in my blouse and knickers I undid two more buttons and flashed him my matching bra. This so wasn’t me but I could get used to the role I thought, and I could feel a familiar warmth in my crotch.

“You like what you see?” I asked quietly.

“Oh yes” he said, “come here”.

I tuzla escort walked towards me, trying not to show how petrified I really was. Was I actually going to do this? Was I really going to sink this low to get the job?

He unbuckled his belt and pulled down his trousers.

I guess I was.

He was clearly very turned on, and before I knew what was happening he had his dick in his hand and was stroking it gently. My mouth was dry and I licked at my lips nervously.

He wanted a blow job then. Ok. I’d given those before I guess. A few anyway – not loads – I wasn’t that easy…

As I sank to my knees in front of him I rethought that. I guess I was that easy. This was by far the sluttiest thing I’d ever done… Except that first time, but I was drunk then and they took advantage.

His hand in my hair brought me out of my thoughts, as the smell of his dick hit me. I thought it would be gross but if it did anything it made me a little bit hornier. God was I really enjoying this?

He began to rub his dick faster in front of my face, and I looked up at him nervously. Suddenly his warm shaft touched the side of my face and I let out a little groan of surrender. As he slid his hard cock across my face I turned and let it rest on my lips. I swallowed my embarrassment – I was about to have to swallow something much worse.

“You better make this good girl” he said gruffly.

“Oh I will,” I replied arrogantly. Sod him I thought – I can suck dick and he’ll know it when I’ve finished with him.

He gasped as I slipped my lips around the sticky head of his cock. I could taste the salty flavour as I took him in my mouth and again felt a warm between my thighs. It was turning me on I couldn’t deny that, particularly as he grabbed my hair and began to pull on it to make sure I kept up the pace. I couldn’t believe it was making me horny – I nearly didn’t go through with it tonight – it wasn’t the sort of girl I was, really. But here I was with his dick in my mouth and ever moistening knickers,

He pulled my head up and his dick popped out of her mouth ridiculously. What else did he want?

“I want to see some tits slut.”

Fuck you – you wanker I thought. Look at you – all your Christmases had come at once, but still you weren’t happy. It was all about power with men wasn’t it. Bastards.

I leant back and started to undo my blouse.

“No,” he barked, and before I knew what was happening he’d grabbed my blouse and torn it apart. Buttons went everywhere and I gasped as he gazed at my boobs. Although I knew I was pretty I was a bit self conscious about them – they were smaller than tuzla escort bayan I’d have liked, but he seemed to like them – his hands were all over me. I could feel myself getting even damper as his cold fingers ran across my tits and rubbed at the nipples.

I stared back at him. “Happy now?”

“Touch them” he said. Although I hated to admit it being spoken to like this was really turning me on, and I wasted no time in cupping and stroking my tits. He began to touch himself again and then pulled me to him holding my hands round my boobs with his dick in the middle.

I’d never done this before…

“Tell me to fuck your tits” he ordered.

Power… “Fuck my tits” I moaned.

He frowned. “Not good enough for a job – fuck my slut tits and treat me like a whore.”

Oh god. It was bad enough when he called me a slut but now he was calling me a whore! I wasn’t was I? But then I thought about what I was doing, and what had got me into this, and as I realised I quivered in a mixture of shame and arousal – I was a slut. I was practically a whore.

“Fuck my slut tits and treat me like a whore,” I panted as I bounced my boobs up and down his dick. This time I couldn’t deny the arousal. I was practically dripping wet.

“Oh I’ll treat you like a whore Lauren.” he said smirking. “You’re going to carry on this tit wank until I cum, and when I do it’ll be all over your perfect little tits.”

Bastard. I could feel a blush spreading across my chest and up into my face. Power – it was all about power.

“OK,” I agreed, “but don’t get it in my face – it’s gross.”

“Speaking from experience?” he questioned.

“Yes as a matter of fact,” the memories came rushing back. The party. The vodka. The bastards. “My first proper boyfriend at sixteen. He persuaded me to give him and his best friend a blow job and then they jerked off in my face. Gross.” I didn’t tell him what else they’d made me do…

He moved my hands from my boobs and held them himself, fucking roughly between them. I could tell he was loving every second of this.

He smirked smugly – “I want you to play with your cunt.”

“What?” I said in surprise.

“Play with your cunt. Finger fuck yourself. OK?”

The words had caught me by surprise. I thought he’d be happy with a quick one off the wrist, or a blow job, but no. Now he wanted me to masturbate in front of him – as he fucked my tits!

I couldn’t!

I slid my hand between my legs and inside my wet knickers. Oh god that felt good – the pleasure burst into my brain. I slowly sank a finger inside and then rubbed it across my pussy lips. Mmmmm.

As escort tuzla he began to breathe heavily I found my clit and teased it gently. Oh god.

“You like it like this slut?” he asked nastily. “On your knees frigging yourself while I fuck your lovely tits?”

I blushed again – I wish he’d stop using words like that, it made me feel such a whore. But at the same time as the shame, a wave of pleasure shook me.

“You like it when I call you a slut Lauren? A dirty little whore?”

I moaned. I couldn’t help it. My hand was sticky between my legs and my clit was buzzing with arousal.

“Well I’m going to use you now my slut. I’m going to cum between your tits.”

Fuck you – I thought again. Use me you bastard, just give me the damn job. He squeezed my boobs as he slid his cock between them, almost hitting me on the chin each time. As I touched myself I began to pant harder – I could feel the sweat dripping down my back. He pinched my nipples and I cried out.

“You’re going to cum for me aren’t you slut” he mocked, and something inside me cringed in shame. “Cum like a whore on her own fingers. Masturbating in front of me.”

Oh god. The humiliation I felt being spoken to like that rose up in me – on the crest of a wave of pleasure. I bit my lip and tried not to give him the satisfaction of hearing me cum, but it was no good. My body shook and I moaned out loudly, rubbing my clit as fast as I could as a huge orgasm rolled over me.

He pulled out as I collapsed backwards and before I knew what he was doing he was jerking his cock in front of me. A jet of cum spurted over my boobs – the warm liquid dripping down to my stomach – and I gasped out in shock, my hands going automatically to my chest.

Then he grabbed my hair and his hand moved like a blur right over my face.

“No” I panted “you said you wouldn’t…” but I was interrupted by his next shot which spattered across my chin and into my mouth. Urgh… That feeling of sticky cum over my face made me so ashamed – just like that first time all those years ago. My cheeks burned red as I surrendered to him and he sprayed a last spurt over my nose.

As I wiped my face with my hand I tried not to gag from the taste. I could feel him wiping off his dick in my hair – wanker – that would take ages to wash out.

I wiped as much of his cum as I could from my face but it wasn’t much use, it would take more than that. I tried to regain my composure, forget what he’d just done to me, and act cool and collected.

“So… do I get a job?”

He looked down at me and smirked – “Well lets just say you’re through the first round.”

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As per part one and two, hope you enjoy it and let me know your comments and ideas if you want more of her exploits. It’s my first submission so all (constructive) feedback is appreciated.

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PART 1:

Last night something terrible happened, dad came home drunk while Brad and I were kissing on the couch. Just kissing, I don’t feel ready to be doing more than that with my boyfriends yet, I’m 18, but waiting for marriage!

Well anyway, dad came in and caught us, he got real mad and kicked Brad out. I have never seen dad that angry before. He started screaming and swearing at me, saying I was never to see that boy again and that I wasn’t to leave the house for a month, not even for uni unless he was with me.

Naturally I started to cover myself up, dad was staring at my lacy at my lacy white panties. I reached down and covered myself up, dad’s concentration was broken and he looked at me and smiled.

Dad motioned for me to come and sit next to him, I was so scared, I shook my head and he got mad again, he kicked me and screamed “You dirty little slut get your ass here now or I’ll make you!”

Once again he motioned for me to get onto the couch, this time I obeyed. I went and sat next to him on the couch and he immediately put his hand on my upper thigh, his hand crept right up my skirt and he started rubbing against my clit.

“So you like kissing boy’s aye, I bet you’ll enjoy fucking them too you little whore. You’re going to fuck me! You hear me Tammy? Your going to fuck me, your going to fuck me tonight, and every other time I want you too aswell. You’re going to be your daddy’s little bitch, and if you disobey me you’ll get punished!”

Tears started streaming down my face again, “Daddy, please! Please daddy, don’t touch me anymore, I’ve told you before daddy…”

Dad started laughing at my pleas. He pushed me onto the floor and climbed on top of me, pinning me to the ground and sitting in-between my legs. “Take your shirt off Tammy” He said.

“No daddy, I don’t want you to see me without clothes,” I cried.

“Fuck you, you little whore, you’ll do as I say you hear?” he said whacking me several times before ripping my skimpy little singlet off.

“Your tits are still small, oh well, just means your pussy will be tighter for me. You’re going to be my little slut, whatever I say goes you hear me? If you don’t do as I say you’ll get a hiding and next time will be a hell of a lot worse than a slap across the face! Do you understand me Tammy?”

“Dad why are you doing this?” I queried.

“Fuck up slut and take off your panties” he screamed at his near naked daughter.

“No daddy, please don’t! Daddy!” I begged.

“I said take off your panties Tammy!” and with that he slapped my ass so hard it definately would have left pendik escort a welt mark, it was so red it stung for days.

He then ripped my panties off me and spread my thighs. I reached down to cover myself up and struggled to get free from his grip but he was too strong for me and he held me there on the lounge room floor with one hand.

With the other hand, he rubbed at my hairy pussy vigorously; I had only just started growing pubic hair at the time.

“You little whore, why the fuck aren’t you wet? Oh well that’s going to be your problem not mine, it will hurt you not me” he said as he laughed at my face, twisted in a mixture of pain and terror.

My body shook as he thrust two fingers deep inside my dry cunt, I screamed in pain as he broke through my hymen, I got thumped for it.

I wriggled to get free and he fell onto his back, he’s a lot stronger than I am so I suppose he was pretty drunk for me to be able to make him fall like that.

I ran for the stairs and through the first door at the top, dad’s room. I quickly locked the door then turned to run for the window, the latch on the window wouldn’t open and I was trembling, my shaking hands couldn’t open the latch.

I heard dad climbing the stairs; he started screaming at me “Tammy! Tammy if you don’t come to me things will be worse for you!” I tried to be as quiet as possible to prolong him finding me.

When I finally got the latch open it made a loud thud and he almost immediately started pounding on the bedroom door, I forgot all about the window.

I pushed my back hard against the wall, I think I was hoping it would swallow me, anything to escape the nightmare that I knew was about to unravel.

“Fucken little bitch! Tammy get your ass out here now!” I heard him scream at me, as he rammed through the door, pushing it off its hinges.

I fell to the floor and put my hands up to protect myself, but he didn’t find the situation funny anymore, he beat me for a good 10 minutes before throwing me down the basement stairs.

When I woke up again, I was on a bed under the house. My hands and feet were handcuffed to each bedpost at each corner of the bed and I was naked. There were lights on, but they were dull, there were no windows.

PART 2:

Slowly my eyes adjusted to the dull lights of our basement and I took note of my surroundings. It had been such a long time since I had been down there.

Dad had rearranged everything to accommodate his prisoner, his young, harmless daughter… Me.

My mind went through the pain I was in, from my bruised pendik escort thighs, to my swollen breasts, to my burning dry cunt where my fathers rough fingers had been just hours earlier.

I squirmed and tried to break out of the handcuffs, which only resulted in me being in more pain than I was already suffering.

It was so quiet down there that the room seemed as though the silence was screaming at me. When dad opened the door at the top of the stairs the light poured through the dark basement allowing me to see that he had renovated down here quite a bit without my knowledge.

He had carpeted and put couches along the walls. There was a huge TV and there was the bed I was in now, if it hadn’t of been my prison I think I would have quite liked it down there.

But, no matter how nice, I knew that what was going to happen to me down in that basement wasn’t going to result in me ever wanting to return to it.

“Why the fuck do you insist in being such a stubborn little bitch for Tammy? If you had given me what I wanted in the first place you wouldn’t be down here! It’s your own fault, you were the one being the little slut with that Wilkins bastard; I’m not having my daughter getting a reputation for being an easy lay, you hear?

“I won’t have it, you’ll fuck me, and me only and if I EVER hear of you even touching another man you better watch out girly. You’re mine and there’s not a damn thing you can do about it!” And with that, dad punched me right in the gut.

He then got the broom from the corner and shoved it in-between my legs, I tried to wiggle my way out of its reach but dad just rammed it into my tight little cunt. Not caring how much it hurt me, He continued playing with the broom for a while, working it in and out of me; he seemed to enjoy touching my pussy all the time too.

Dad never wore clothes and he often came home from shopping and just fucked me until i fell into sleep. I had grown so accustomed to it happening that I didn’t even struggle anymore, the more I struggled, the more he enjoyed it and the worse I got beaten.

I don’t even remember losing my virginity to him; his cock is so big that I am pretty sure I probably passed out from it anyway. He’d beaten me black and blue and shoved so many things up my cunt I wouldn’t have been able to tell the difference anyway.

PART 3:

I don’t really know how many months I was down there in that basement for before I noticed I had started to get a little bit of a tummy on me and I’ll tell you one thing for sure, dad didn’t like that one bit!

“You fat dog, pendik escort you’re so ugly not even a Niger would want you! You better lose that gut hoe otherwise there’s going to be trouble…fucking fat slut!” This abuse never ended.

After about 5 months of torture my worst nightmare had proven true; I was carrying. I couldn’t think of anything that could have been worse than me bringing another child into the same environment I was under but I didn’t have a choice.

Dad never used protection and he took advantage of me whenever he felt the need, it was only normal that I would eventually fall pregnant.

I was so frightened to tell dad about the baby but I knew if I didn’t he would probably kill my baby with all the abuse he was giving me for putting on so much weight.

“Daddy…”

“What the fuck do you want you fat cunt?”

“Dad…I’m…”

“Well for fuck sake spit it out Tammy!”

“Dad I’m pregnant!” My father did the most shocking thing then, he smiled at me then un-cuffed me.

He then took me by the hand and led me upstairs. I had almost forgotten what my house looked like; it was so beautiful with the morning sunlight pouring through the front windows, flooding the house with its radiant glory.

“Tammy, come upstairs with me, you have to shower before we see the doctor.”

I was so dumbfounded by the polite manner in which he was speaking to me that I almost forgot to move, but I got a grip and followed him upstairs into the bathroom.

I got in the shower, dad straight behind me; he washed me with heaps of soap, washed my hair, and shaved my legs and my pussy.

He then dried me off from head to toe and took me into his bedroom where he got clothes out of my mother’s old dresser.

It seemed he had gone shopping, I was given a lacy white bra with no centers to expose my nipples and a white see-through summer dress to wear.

The dress came just under my ass, so if I bent over ever so slightly my naked, panty-less pussy would be shown to whoever was nearby at the time.

I brushed my hair and put on the fishnet stockings along with the garter belt I was told to wear then slipped on a pair of my mother’s high heel shoes dad had chosen out.

I studied myself in the mirror and I looked smashing! No one would ever guess how young I was, I worried I look a bit like a prostitute but I think that was dads aim.

Dad looked me over then came out with “Fuck me baby you look gorgeous! Now listen Tammy, things can be all right here at home for you if you listen to me, and things don’t need to be so horrible.

“Don’t say ANYTHING to anyone while we’re out, I’ll do all the talking and you just don’t say a thing. And for the record if anyone asks, you’re my wife.”

And with that he took me into the car with a little slap on the ass before driving me to the doctors.

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After dinner and a few drinks, Julie wanted to shower. She was still sticky from her juices. Her dry juices clung to her thighs. Ben went to join his lovely sister in the shower. They washed each other up trying not to have sex, to save it for later that night.

“Bro, you don’t feel weird about me being with Yvette do you?” Julie asked suddenly.

Ben laughed. He stood behind Julie washing her hair. “Not at all. I thought that was so hot!”

“Ok, just making sure. It was something that one tries, that’s all.”

“I understand baby. I have no objection to you doing it again, but I do have to admit feeling a bit left out there before I joined.”

Julie giggled. “Don’t be. You’ll always be number one to me.”

Ben turned his sister around. Even with shampoo in her hair she looked gorgeous. “I don’t know how I’m going to make it once we go back home tomorrow afternoon. We’ll have to go back to pretending were are just siblings. I hate that.”

Julie nodded. “I know. I hate it too. I’m so in love with you that I think I’ll burst if I don’t get to kiss you for one whole day.”

“We’re going to have to be sneaky Julie. At least for the meantime.”

“I’ll do whatever it takes to keep you.”

“You don’t have to do much sis. I am crazy about you.”

They kissed passionately. Julie wrapped her arms around her brother as the water showered them. “Ahhh,” Julie suddenly blurted out.

“What? What’s wrong?” Ben searched her face.

“I’ve got soap in my eyes!” Julie shrieked.

Ben laughed. He grabbed some water in his hands and put it on her face gently. “Brings back memories huh?”

Julie playfully hit her brother. “Don’t remind me.”

The both laughed and held each other enjoying their moment of bliss.

* * *

After the shower, Ben and Julie headed to the Logan’s parent’s bedroom. Yvette and Abel were already showered and watching the Spice Channel on satellite. It was a porno with hot couples fucking, in orgies. The siblings laid on the king sized bed. Julie and Ben stared, mesmerized by the images. He and Julie sat down slowly on the bed along with their neighbors. All four were in their robes.

“You like what you see Julie?” Abel asked.

Julie looked at him. His eyes were filled with lust as he stared at her. She knew soon enough she’d end up having sex with him. If not that night, some other night, but she would. She wanted to.

“It does look hot,” Julie whispered.

Ben held his sister’s hand. The couples in the movie were hot. The TV volume was low but still the moans and groans of the actors could be heard clearly. The siblings watched the rest of the movie until they began to doze off. After the movie, Abel reached to turn off the TV. The room was dark except for the light that came in from the hallway.

Yvette was fast asleep next to him and he saw that Julie and Ben had fallen asleep as well in each other’s arms. Abel wasn’t too tired; of course he hadn’t had as much sex as his sister and the two neighbors. He got up and went to the living room to watch some TV there.

* * *

Julie was in a deep sleep. She was dreaming about Ben. They were walking down the school hallways holding hands while their classmates stared in shock and yet she could see that they were turned on. It was a sweet dream but Julie’s stomach woke her up. She opened her eyes and realized her tummy was growling. She hadn’t eaten that much earlier. She knew everyone was asleep, so she didn’t want to get up and disturb anyone. She turned and Ben no longer had his arms around her. He was fast asleep on his back lightly snoring. She could barely see Yvette’s silhouette. She was sleeping next to Ben but on her side with her back facing Ben. Abel wasn’t around; Julie hoped he was awake so she could ask if she could get something to eat. Julie’s tummy would not stop growling. She felt her throat dry as well. She got up slowly making sure that the bed did not move. Her robe hung loose showing her breasts.

As she walked out in the hallway, she heard music playing. As soon as she entered the living room, she saw Abel laying back on the couch smoking a joint listening to music. Julie stopped and realized he was completely nude. Abel looked up and smiled at her.

“What are you doing up?”

Julie blushed. “I’m kinda hungry.”

Abel put out the joint and got up. He walked towards Julie, his eyes never leaving hers. “Come on, I’ll fix you a sandwich if you like.”

“Yes, please,” Julie was grateful.

They both headed to the kitchen. It was hard to concentrate on anything else, besides Abel’s naked body. Julie couldn’t help but stare. He fixed her a sandwich and poured her a tall glass of lemonade. Julie quickly devoured the meal and chugged the lemonade. Abel watched her eat and laughed.

“I didn’t realize you were that hungry.”

Julie giggled and wiped her mouth. “I guess I didn’t either. Mmm this lemonade is awesome.”

“I made it myself.”

“Well it’s very good. Not too tangy and not too sweet. Just the way I like it.”

“I pendik escort bet that’s the way you taste too huh?”

Julie’s heart raced. “Um…I don’t know.”

“Sure you know. I’m sure you’ve tasted yourself.”

Julie looked away. “Yes I have.”

“So are you going to describe the way your pussy tastes, or am I going to have to find out for myself?”

Julie was speechless. She watched him move close to her and cup her face in his hands. Abel’s brown eyes were locked with hers. He leaned down and planted a long wet kiss on her lips. His tongue massaged hers so seductively. Julie realized at that moment that she was so turned on.

“Come here,” Abel said after releasing his lips from hers.

Julie took his hand and they both walked to the couch. Abel did one quick tug at her robe and it easily came off leaving Julie nude. He ran his hands up and down her back.

“You are so beautiful,” he whispered leaning down to kiss Julie’s neck. Julie tossed her head back feeling his lips kissing her neck gently. He began to nibble on her ear. His warm breath caressed her skin. Julie put her arms around his neck and moaned softly.

“I want to be with you Julie. I need to be inside of you,” Abel said moving his mouth lower. He captured one of her hard nipples in his mouth gently sucking on it. Julie arched her back and closed her eyes enjoying the feel of his mouth. He took turns sucking on each nipple, gently biting them and tugging on them.

“Here, sit down here. I’ll be right back.” Abel ordered.

Julie took a seat on the couch not knowing what to expect. Abel left and came back in less than a minute with a plastic bag. He smiled wickedly at her. “I got a little surprise for you Julie.”

Julie stared with a blank expression her face.

“I bet you haven’t tried anal beads have you?”

Julie nodded. “N-no.”

“Well, do you want to? You’ll love it, I know you will.”

“I-I don’t know. What do anal beads look like?”

Abel pulled the beads from the bag and showed them to Julie. “Here touch them. Don’t worry they are new. I didn’t just go buy food and drinks today you know.”

Julie held the beads in her hand. They were a light purple color and the gel kind. They were small and got bigger at the ends. She looked up at Abel who was curious to hear her reaction to them.

“How do you use them?”

“Well, I’m going to show you, if you let me.”

Julie could only imagine how to use the beads. They were called anal beads for a reason. “Will they hurt?”

“Not really, these are soft. They make some that are hard, and those might hurt you. Since you already had anal sex, these shouldn’t be too bad.”

“A-are you sure?” Julie asked uneasily.

Abel sat next to her. He touched her face. “You don’t have to if you don’t want to. I just thought it would be good to try something new. Julie you are so sheltered, I just wanted to introduce you to something new.”

Julie held the beads and realized how erotic they felt. She could only imagine them inside of her. Having Abel put them inside of her would be hot.

“I’ll try them. But if they hurt can you stop?”

“I promise.” Abel said leaning over to kiss her lips softly.

“Ok then,” Julie agreed kissing him back.

“Now get on all fours baby.”

Julie slowly got on all fours. She knew Abel was staring at her ass and that was getting her excited.

“Mmm such a nice little ass you have,” he said touching it. His heavy hands caressed her rear.

Julie then didn’t feel anything for a few seconds until she felt warm liquid being placed on her asshole. Julie gasped. “W-what are you doing?”

“What does it feel like I’m doing?”

“Is that lube?”

“Yup. Sure is. I need to lube you up. I’m going to put some lube on the beads as well. I want to make sure I don’t hurt you one bit.”

Julie could feel the warm lube on her ass. Abel’s finger slowly made its way into her tight puckered hole. Julie arched her back then relaxed enjoying the feel of his finger. He moved his finger in and out slowly for a few seconds. Julie moaned and moved her hips a bit. Abel then slipped his finger out slowly. Suddenly, she gasped feeling the small anal beads being put inside of her ass.

“Just relax baby, I’m going to do this slowly.”

Julie bit on her lower lip and couldn’t keep still. The beads going inside of her felt so erotic. She put her ass up in the air taking in each bead that went inside of her.

“Mmmmggghhhh,” she moaned quietly.

“You like that Julie? You like the way the beads feel in your ass?” Abel asked kissing her lower back.

“Y-yes. I can feel them so warm inside of me.”

“You’re going to love it when I pull them out.”

Julie moaned more. The bigger the bead got, the more she enjoyed it. Finally she had them all up inside of her. Abel got on his knees and put his hands on her waist. “I’m going to taste you now Julie. While you got the beads up your ass, I’m going to eat your pussy.”

Julie felt his warm breath pendik escort on her pussy. His long tongue licked from the beginning of her slit down to her fuck hole. Julie whimpered in pleasure. She was finding it hard to hold her body up with her hands. Abel’s tongue then began to flick on her swollen clit. He reached up to grab the end of the anal beads and slowly, and gently tugged on them.

“Oh my god!” Julie cried out.

Abel’s lips wrapped around her clit and sucked on it hard. Julie’s couldn’t hold still. She moved body up and down as if she was trying to fuck the beads and Abel’s mouth at the same time. Abel’s mouth continued to suck and lick her pussy while the beads slowly were being pulled out slowly.

“Ooooh yessss! Keep licking me! F-feels good!” Julie shrilled.

With each lash of Abel’s tongue on her sensitive clit, Julie felt as if she would scream. The anal beads were being pulled out so slowly. She felt each individual bead being pulled out of her ass very slowly enticing her even more.

“Ahhhh I wanna cum! Taste me! Keep pulling them out!” Julie cried out.

Abel slowly moved his long tongue from Julie’s swollen clit, to her fuck hole. Julie’s little body almost jumped up when she felt him sliding his tongue inside. He managed to get all his tongue inside of her pussy dipping it in while pulling the rest of the anal beads out of her ass. Julie closed her eyes tightly moaning and gasping. She began to move her hips once again fucking Abel’s tongue. He wiggled it inside of her, drinking up all her warm juices. After a few seconds, Julie felt something so intense. Abel was tugging on the beads as if he was teasing her whether to pull them out or leave them in her ass. He took his tongue out of her pussy and began to lick her clit once again, this time very fast. He kept tugging on the beads giving Julie a sensation as if she were being fucked in the ass.

“Oooh fuck! Yesss! I-I’m c-cum-,” Julie tossed her head back and gasped. She couldn’t even get any words out.

Abel sucked on her clit as she came. He pressed his lips together tightly on Julie’s clit and pulled out the remaining beads from her ass. Julie’s body was shaking violently. After her orgasm, her little body fell onto the couch. She was panting hard. Abel moved towards her and softly kissed her back.

“You taste really good Julie. So delicious. Just like I thought you would,” Abel whispered.

Julie slowly turned over and Abel leaned down to kiss her lips. She could taste her own pussy in his kiss. He was an incredible kisser just like Ben. Their tongues caressed one another so delicately.

* * *

Ben reached out and put his arms around the soft body that was lying next to him. He moaned as his hard on pressed against her ass. Suddenly he realized it was not Julie. He quickly opened his eyes and pulled back.

Yvette turned and looked at him. “Why did you stop? You felt so good.”

“I-I’m sorry, I thought you were my sister.”

“Well does it disappoint you that I’m not?” She asked smiling at him.

“No…not at all…Where is Julie?”

“I don’t know. Probably being seduced by my brother.”

Ben’s heart sank. Was his beautiful sister actually with Abel? Was he fucking her? He knew he had no right to be jealous but he couldn’t help it. “I better go check up on her.”

“And leave me here all alone?” Yvette pouted.

Ben raised his body up and cupped her face. He leaned down to kiss her softly. Soon enough, they began to share a hot wet kiss.

* * *

Abel offered Julie his hand. Julie took his hand and stared into his brown eyes. “You ready to go back to the room?”

She nodded as if she were unsure.

“What’s wrong Julie?” Abel asked.

“I…I thought…we would have…you know…sex.”

Abel smiled wickedly. “The night’s not over yet is it?”

She blushed. “No.”

“Come with me.” He said and led her back to the room.

* * *

Once they got to the room, Abel turned on the lights and Julie gasped as she saw Ben and Yvette kissing passionately. Ben quickly moved away from Yvette and Yvette simply grinned.

“Where have you two been?” Ben asked in a haughty tone.

“Julie got up for a midnight snack and well…we spent some time together,” Abel said squeezing Julie’s hand.

Julie noticed her brother was upset. She couldn’t understand why he would be. After all she’d let him be with Yvette. “Yeah we got to be alone for a while,” Julie said softly.

Ben sighed. “Well that’s ok, I guess.”

Julie climbed on the bed and crawled over to her brother. She put her arms around him and kissed his cheek. “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing. I’m sorry I shouldn’t be acting this way.”

“You’re jealous because I got with Abel?”

“A little. I’m selfish huh?”

“No, I think it’s sweet,” Julie smiled and kissed his lips.

“Well I’m sorry I’m this way. What did you two do?” He asked curiously.

Julie reached down and grabbed his already hard cock and gently massaged it in her hands. “Well, pendik escort he ate my pussy. I came so hard. He used anal beads on me too.”

Ben’s cock twitched. “Really? I would have love to seen that.”

Abel cleared his throat. “Julie and I have not had sex yet.”

Ben nodded. “I know.”

Yvette got up and went to her brother. She kissed his lips and turned to look at the siblings. “I can taste Julie in his mouth,” Yvette said as she smiled.

Julie squeezed her brother’s cock. She was so turned on knowing she’d have a chance to get fucked my Abel.

“Come here brother of mine,” Yvette said in a sexy tone. She led Abel to the bed. He climbed on slowly never taking his eyes off Julie. Yvette grabbed Julie’s hand and placed it with Abel’s. “Now you two have the chance to fuck in front of us.”

Julie blushed and Abel moved closer to her. Ben slowly let go of his sister and watched her begin to kiss Abel. He saw their tongues sliding into each other’s mouths. Abel’s hands slid down to Julie’s buttocks gently squeezing them as Julie moaned into his kiss.

Yvette sat next to Ben and massaged his cock with her hand. “You like watching my brother and your sister getting it on?”

“I guess,” Ben muttered.

Yvette giggled. “You jealous guy. It’s ok, Julie loves you more I hope you know that.”

Ben beamed. “I know.” He continued to watch as Abel kissed down Julie’s neck and began to suck on her nipples. He knew he was jealous of Abel but then again he couldn’t figure out if he was so jealous why did he have a massive hard on?

“You’re sister is so sexy,” Abel said to Ben as he slid his hand between Julie’s legs.

“Oooh!” Julie moaned.

“Get on all fours again for me baby,” Abel whispered in Julie’s ear.

Julie got on her hands and knees and stared into her brother’s eyes. She smiled sweetly and Ben responded with a sly grin. Abel put his hands on Julie’s waist and slowly slid his big cock in her pussy.

“Ahhhhmmmghgh,” Julie cooed.

“How does my brother’s cock feel inside of you?” Yvette asked.

“S-so good!” Julie purred.

Abel began ramming his cock in and out of Julie’s tight pussy. Julie closed her eyes and moaned loudly. Ben watched while Yvette continued to stroke his cock. He kept imagining that it was him fucking Julie.

“Do you want my brother to cum inside of your sexy sister?”

“Y-yes,” Ben uttered softly.

Julie could feel Abel fucking her pussy hard. His hands grabbed her breasts and squeezed them. He kissed her back, as his breath grew short. His balls were slapping hard against her ass with each thrust.

“She’s so tight! Her pussy…f-feels so hot!” Abel groaned.

Yvette looked at Ben who was mesmerized by the sight of his sister being fucked. “Would you like your sis to suck on your cock?”

Ben’s eyes widened. “Yes!”

“Move towards her and put your cock in her mouth while my brother continues to fuck her.”

Ben didn’t hesitate. He got off the bed standing in front of Julie and moved towards her. She looked up at him with loving eyes. He grabbed the back of her head and aimed his cock towards her mouth. Julie engulfed her brother’s cock nicely. She started to blow him as Abel’s cock kept pounding her pussy. Julie moaned into her brother’s cock. All she needed was a cock in her ass to be fully filled in all holes. Ben cupped his sister’s face and made him look up at him. Her lips were wrapped around his cock as his balls slapped against her chin.

Abel’s cock was starting to twitch inside of Julie. She knew he would cum in her and fill her with sperm. The thought itself got Julie so hot. She not only had a chance to have her brother cum in her but now her hot neighbor would.

“Mmmgghhh!” Julie’s moans muffled by her brother’s cock in her mouth.

Ben watched his sister’s little body tremble as she started to climax. He pumped his cock faster into her mouth feeling his sperm stirring in his balls ready to spurt out.

“Yeah! Squeeze my cock like that!” Abel shouted.

Julie had cum hard and she began to squeeze on Abel’s dick with her pussy wanting so desperately to milk it.

“I’m gonna cum! Take it Julie! Take my cum!” Abel growled as he cum shot out inside of Julie’s pussy.

Julie’s eyes widened as she felt Abel’s hot cum spurting inside of her making her shudder. Ben watched as his sister took Abel’s cum and he knew it was time for him to explode. He tossed his head back and began cumming. Julie slurped up all her brother’s cum swallowing it as fast as she could as it shot hard inside of her mouth.

Abel slowly slid his cock out and fell back on the bed. Yvette rushed to kiss her brother. Ben’s cock plopped out of Julie’s mouth slightly smearing her lips with cum. She licked them and blushed.

Ben leaned down to kiss his sister.

“Oh fuck that was hot!” Yvette exclaimed.

Ben and Julie turned to face the siblings. Julie felt so good and could still feel Abel’s sperm floating inside of her. She could taste her brother’s cum as well.

“Julie you are one lucky girl to have these two hotties fuck you.”

Julie blushed. “It was very hot. Really got me turned on.”

“You liked the feeling of two cocks invading your hot body?” Abel asked grinning wickedly at her.”

“Yes,” she whispered.

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“Shut up and show. You already took all my money a blow job isn’t that big a deal but remember if you lose I get my money back and you gotta eat me out.” She grinned evilly. “So whatcha got?”

One card at a time Jared revealed a pair of twos and trio of threes. “Full House. Don’t forget I like it when girls lick my balls.” He taunted. “Not that it matters but what did you have anyway?” Rena put her cards down and just like Jared flipped them over one at a time. Jack. Queen. She paused after those two to see Jared’s expression but it had only slightly tensed with the possibility of a straight and what tension had been there faded when the next car was a Jack. “Too bad.” The next card was a queen. “Two pair. I see why you were confident but you should have known I don’t bluff.” Then she flipped over her last car. A third queen was revealed.

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Rena stepped onto her chair and then onto the table and spread her legs. Her loose skirt simply moved out of the way to reveal her slit not shaven but neatly trimmed. Her legs were spread wide enough that her lips were spread slightly revealing the pink inside. “Come on.” She taunted at the same time beckoning him closer with a crooked finger.

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Rena shook her head slowly. “Wasn’t so bad and your pretty good at it for a guy who’s never gone down and given face before. Now get back down there and listen closely. First don’t worry about being so gentle, don’t get any rougher than you would with a good kiss but I want to feel you down there so don’t tickle me.” She grabbed Jared’s head and led him back between her thighs gently pendik escort this time. As soon as his lips touched hers she arched her back and gasped. “Good.” His tongue started wriggling around inside her. “Okay slow down a little. I know you know where a girls’ clit is. You don’t have any problem finding it with your fingers find it with your tongue.” Rena had to fight tie twitches shooting up her spine while his tongue searched and probed for her sensitive nub. “That’s it.” She let her leg drape down over his shoulder gently digging her heel into his back. “Right there, now start flicking at it with your tongue and try not to do the same thing twice. One thing I find tends to work is writing out the alphabet or spelling words or even drawing a picture. The point is you want to change speed, direction, pressure and keep me guessing.” She bit down on her lip keeping from squealing as his tongue caught a sensitive spot.

The next five minutes Rena finished spelling out exactly how she enjoyed it. “Don’t let me get away. If you’re doing a good job I’ll start twisting and flinching and that means you’ve hit spot you want to keep at it.” Then she closed her eyes and let Jared’s tongue thrash her body into submission with an orgasm that rocked through her petite frame. “For a first timer you’re damn good.”

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Yaşım şu an 20, önce başımdan geçen olayı sizinle paylaşmak istiyorum… Bir bayram günü ailece akraba ziyaretine gidiyorduk.O zamanlar otobüsler bedava olduğu için durak oldukça kalabalıktı.Otobüs geldiğinde herkes binmeye çalışırken biz ezilmemek için kenarda kalmıştık.herkes binip biz dışarda kalınca şoför orta kapıyı açıp sizde oradan binin dedi.önce annem ve ben bindik. Arkadan kardeşim hakan ve babam bindi. O kadar sıkışıktıki kapı zorlukla kapandı.Otobüs hareket ettikten bir süre sonra sıkışıklıktan kendimi babamın kucağına doğru bıraktım.Bir müddet sonra arkamda bir sertlik hissetmeye başladım.Üzerimdeki ince etekten babamın sıcaklığını hissediyordum… Kalbim hızla atmaya başladı.Hafifçe kayarak babamın sikinin tam götümün arasına denk gelmesini sağladım.Öylesine heyecanlıydımki kalbim delice atıyordu.İlk defa bir erkekle bu
derece temas ediyordum.O anda amımın ıslanmaya başlamıştı.Otobüsün her sarsılışında ben çıldıracak gibi oluyordum. Bu arada babamın siki tam anlamıyla taş gibi olmuştu.Bir an kendimden geçip hafifçe dudaklarımı ısırp inledim.Sonra korkuyla anlayan olmuşmudur diye etrafıma bakınca,herkesin zaten sıkışık otobüste bir şeye dikkat edecek hali olmadığını gördüm
Zevk içinde yolculuk pendik escort ederken o anda annemle kardeşim dikkatimi çekti.Kardeşimde annemin tam arkasındaydı.Oda sikini annemin arkasına dayamıştı. Kardeşimin zevk aldığı her halinden belliydi.Annemse hiç tepki vermiyordu.Belliki arkasındaki oğlundan böyle bir şey ummuyordu.
Otobüsten inince yolculuğun bitmesine içten içten kızmıştım. Bir ara babamın ve kardeşimin önlerine gözüm takıldı ,ikiside kalkmış siklerini saklamaya çalışıyorlardı. Birkaç saat amcamlarda oturduktan sonra dönmeye karar verdik.İçimden yine dolu bir otobüse denk gelmek için dualar ediyordum ama bomboş bir otobüsle, hayal kırıklığı içinde eve döndük.Sonrasında uzun bir süre bu olayın hayaliyle yaşadım.Artık bu olayı düşünüp geceleri mastürbasyon yapıyordum. Olayın ardından, bir gün evde babamla yalnızdık.Babam tv seyrediyor bense temizlik yapıyordum.Yerleri silerken babamın dikkatini çekmek için firikikler veriyodum.O ise tv.ye adeta adapte olmuş hiç bakmıyordu bile.Tam bu sırada sokaktan bağırtılar gelince ben pencereye koştum.Açık pencereden baktığımda sokakta üç kişinin kavga ettiğini gördüm. Babam yerinden bile kalkmadan ne oluyor diye sordu.Kavga var diyince kalkı geldi.Tam pendik escort arkamda durup seyretmeye başladı.Fırsat bu fırsat deyip hafifçe eğilip götümü tam önüne değdirdim.Hafifçe kalçamı oynatmaya başlayınca arkamda o hayalini kuduğum sertliği tekrar hissettim.Babamda istediğimi anlamış ufak ufak abanmaya başlamıştı.
Artık dışardaki kavgayı unutmuş bu oyunu sürdürüyorduk.Babamı elini kalçamda hissedince bir anda titremeye başlamıştım.Hafifçe okşuyor beni adeta uçuruyordu.Bende elimi arkaya uzatıp eşorfmanının üzerinden sikini avuçladım.Omuzlarımdan tutup beni içeri çekti. Çıldırmış gibiydi, dudaklarıma yapışıp kalçalarımı avuçladı. Elleriyle adeta kaba etşerimi eziyordu.Bu arada bende eşorfmanından içeri elimi sokup koca sikini avuçladım.Kazık gibi olmış adeta yanıyordu. Omuzlarımdan bastırıp diz çöktürdü.Sikini ağzıma verdi yalamaya başladım.O ise adeta çıldırmış gibi kafamdan tutup ağzıma sokuyordu.Bir ara nefes alamaz duruma geldim.Ama babamın sikinin o keskin kokusu beni adeta sarhoi etmişti. Daha sonra beni kaldırıp kanepeye doğru adeta fırlattı.Sonra domaltıp diz çöküp arkamı yalamaya başladı.Bu arada elleri adeta parçalarcasına her tarafımı okşuyordu.Dili götümün etrafında gezerken pendik escort ben artık sarsılarak boşalmaya başlamıştım.
Parmaklarım amımın dudaklarında gezerken dili adeta göt deliğimi yakarcasına arkamda dolaşıyordu.Sonra kalkıp sikini arkama dayadı biraz zorlayınca canım fena halde yanmaya başladı.Baba çok acıyor diyebildim. Tükrükle iyice kayganlaştırıp tekrar denedi ,kafası girmiştiki öleceğimi sandım.Küçük götümün adeta parçalandığını hissediyordum.Bir müddet bekleyince acım hafiledi.Kendimi geriye doğru ittirip biraz daha içime aldım.Alıştıkça zevk almaya başlamıitım.Babamın beni siktiğini düşünmek bile acımı tarifi imkansız bir zevke dönüştürüyordu.
O pozisyonda bir müddet kaldıktan sonra babam yavaş yavaş gidip gelmeye başladı.Bu arada ben ikinci kez sarsılarak boşaldım. Babam bir müddet gidip geldikten sonra içime adeta füğze gibi fışkırtıp üzerime yığıldı.Siki köküne kadar içimdeydi.Arkama tam olarak yapışmıştı.Elimi uzatıp alttan taşaklarını okuyordum. Boşalmasına karşın siki hala içimde titriyordu.Bir müddet bu şekilde kaldıktan sonra siki küçülüp arkamdan çıktı.Hiç bir şey söylenmeden kalkıp banyoya gitti.Bense kanepeye adeta yığılmıştım.Tam bu sırada kapı açılıp içeri annemle kardeşim girdi.Hemen toparlanmıştım. Annem baban nerde diye sordu, banyoda dedim.O arada yerde külotumu gördüm.Aceleden unutmuştum.Hemen eğilip aldım içeri gidiyordumki annem kolumdan tutup ; ne haltlar karıştırıyorsun ? dedi.Hiiç diyerek içeri geçtim.

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