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The Palmer Legacy Pt. 06

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A branch snapped somewhere up ahead. Kathy stopped and sniffed the air. The scent of her prey mixed with peat, fern, and an old owl that watched from above. “Awwwwooooooooooooooo.” She could smell that her quarry was ready for her. On all fours, she bounded on damp earth, exhilarated by her freedom.

There was no question why the woman was so easy to track. Her mother wanted to be caught. The scent grew stronger. Kathy let out a series of excited barks, as coyotes do once the outcome of the chase is forgone. And then… she could see the small running shadow.

“No… Kathy… this isn’t you… don’t…” Panic surged through Adeline as she glanced over her shoulder. Her daughter was naked, filthy, and the most feral thing she’d ever seen. With her gaze behind her, Adeline tripped and sprawled on the soft earth. She turned on her back, frantically scooting away as her daughter drew nearer. She stared at Kathy’s impossibly long tongue as it hung past her chin. “We can talk… about this… sweetie. I… don’t…”

Words were of no interest to Kathy. She coiled and leapt on top of her mother, roughly spreading her legs. It was time to eat. She savored her mother’s squeals as the feast began.

“Holy shit!” Kathy sat up in bed, panting. Her skin was clammy and feverish. She wiped her lips. She could still taste her mother’s vagina. She shuddered, leaned over the side of the bed, and retched. When she was done, she hung over the side, her panty-covered ass up in the air. “It’ll pass… it’ll pass… it’ll pass.” She had no plans to tell her friends about the dreams, even as the dreams turned up their intensity. She would die of embarrassment if they knew. She was, however, starting to believe that Noah and Samantha were onto something. She wouldn’t complain about more research sessions in the future. They needed to get to the bottom of things.

~~

“How was the tournament yesterday?” Noah munched on his breakfast at the dining table, watching his parents in their robes move about the kitchen.

“I was in the money.” Andrew stopped and smiled proudly.

“My big, strong man. I’m so proud of you.” Jessica gave her husband a kiss on the cheek and a lingering hug.

Hailey walked into the kitchen, stretched, and looked around, bleary-eyed. “Why is everyone up?”

“It’s late.” Noah tried not to look at his sister as she paraded around in nothing but an oversized shirt and panties. “You’ve been hitting the bong too hard.”

“Shut up, idiot.” Hailey looked around for something to throw at her brother, but didn’t see anything that wasn’t a knife or a ceramic mug. He didn’t deserve that.

“Too much pot will make you irritable. You might have a problem, Hailey.” Noah could see he’d gotten under her skin.

“Seriously. Shut the f…” Hailey glanced at her mom nervously.

“Knock it off, both of you. I won’t have that kind of language in my house.” Jessica stood with her hands on her hips, trying to look fierce. She stared into the dining room. “Your sister doesn’t do drugs,” she glared at Noah.

“Don’t tell me you can’t smell it. Come on, Mom.” He caught her expression. “I mean, you’re right. Hailey wouldn’t do that.” He shook his head, marveling at the power of denial.

“Say something, Andrew.” Jessica hit her husband’s shoulder.

“Listen to your mother.” Andrew sipped his coffee.

“Thank you.” Jessica smiled, happy to put the kerfuffle behind her. “I want you both to put on something nice. We’re going to church this morning.”

“I don’t want to go.” Hailey frowned and grabbed an English muffin.

“No one wants to go to church, Hailey. But we haven’t been in a while, and I think we could all use some grounding. We could stand to listen to God a little more around here.” Jessica marched off to get herself dressed.

“You heard your mother. Get dressed.” Andrew followed his wife. His children grumbled, but set about getting ready for church.

~~

Jessica was just finishing her makeup when she noticed the massive dildo on the bathroom counter. “Oh my!” She quickly closed and locked the bathroom door. “How on Earth…?” She moved around the bathroom, taking it in from different angles. It stood upright, a tall, fat, veiny tower of temptation.

“Everything alright?” Andrew said through the door.

“Just a tummy ache. I need a few minutes of privacy, and then we can go.” She barely noticed the lies slipping off her tongue. “Make sure the kids are ready.”

“Yes, dear.”

Jessica listened for her husband. She heard nothing. Acting purely on reflex, she quickly hiked up her church dress and lowered her panties. Any recent promises of waiting to touch herself vanished from her mind. “Ohhhhhh… Thomas.” With her left hand she captured the dildo and squeezed it. Her glittering ring looked so bright next to the blackness underneath. Her right hand went to work on her clit. She made sure to avoid looking into the mirror. She didn’t want anything to take her out of the moment.

The interruption yesterday had come before Eloise could teach her everything about pleasing a nişantaşı escort man with her mouth. But she knew how to roll the head with her tongue. She had been doing that to Thomas when her son and his friends had walked in. “So… big…” She licked it, expecting something magical. But it tasted like what it was, a silicone phallus. Her son popped into her mind. Just like Thomas, Noah would want my lips on his penis. Would he really? That seemed unlikely. But the thought of it drove her wild. Her right hand moved in faster circles. “Noah…” she whispered. She licked the dildo again.

“Mom.” Noah knocked on the bathroom door. “Hailey says she’s not going. Dad asked me to come get you. Are you ready? Can you talk to her?”

“Yes… Noah.” Pulling her hand away from her clitoris was torture, but she was needed as a mother. She found the strength, pulled her panties back up, and smoothed out her dress. “Not on… my watch… Hailey.” Jessica finally ventured a look at her reflection as she washed her hands. She looked prim and ready for church. No one would ever know what she’d been doing, unless she leaked through her underwear. She quickly hid the dildo, put in a panty liner, and opened the door. “Ready. I’ll handle your sister.” And she did.

~~

“Hey, Melanie.” Hailey stopped in front of her old high school friend. They hadn’t seen each other in a while.

“Hello there, Hailey.” Melanie had one arm around her mother’s waist. With the other she gave Hailey a finger gun greeting.

“Did your mother drag you here, too?” She looked inclusively around the church.

“I’m right here, Hailey.” Lauren made a show of frowning, but she was riding such a high that nothing was going to bring her down.

Hailey laughed awkwardly. “Sorry, Mrs. Keitaro. It’s just a figure of speech.” It did strike her as odd that Melanie and her mother were joined at the hip. Hailey had distanced herself from her family the second the service was over. Come to think of it, she didn’t remember Melanie ever being that close to her mother. She had thought that Mrs. Keitaro had a stick up her butt way back when.

“It’s fine, Hailey.” Lauren smiled magnanimously. “And how is college going? I hope you’re spending every night partying with men… or women. Whichever you prefer.”

“Um… yeah… I have a boyfriend.” Hailey pressed her lips together in confusion. Was Mrs. Keitaro on drugs?

“Don’t let a dead weight pull you down.” Melanie laughed, and her mother joined in. “Text me if you want to party sometime.” She pulled her mother past Hailey, and they walked out of the church.

“Sure… see ya.” Hailey watched them go. As they made their way out over the brown, winter lawn she thought she saw their hands slip down to each other’s butts. She blinked her eyes, but people moved into the doorway, and she couldn’t see them anymore. “Oh, hey, Mr. Keitaro. Your wife and daughter just left.”

“Really?” Kenji looked around in confusion. Usually, they stayed for a while to meet and greet. “Thanks for the heads up.” He rushed to the door.

“That was weird.” Hailey shrugged and looked around for anyone else that might be interesting. She didn’t find anyone.

~~

“Hey, Sam. Can I come in?” Eddie opened his sister’s bedroom door without waiting for a reply. He was pleased that she’d left it unlocked.

“What the fuck, Eddie?” Samantha looked up from her phone. She was mid-text with Noah, who was stuck at church. They hadn’t found anything with their research the day before, and both were sharing ideas about how they should question the owner of The Belle Dame. “You can’t just come into my room.”

“We don’t spend enough time together.” Eddie’s hair was slicked back from the shower he’d recently taken. “Twins should be really close, don’t you think?”

Samantha stuck out her tongue in disgust. “Get out of my room.”

“Come on, Sam. You’ve grown so much lately. I thought you’d be mature enough to hang out with me.” He stared at her tits while he talked. Had they gotten even bigger? He didn’t know why they were both maturing at eighteen, and he didn’t care.

“Gross.” Samantha put down her phone, stood, and walked over to her brother. “Why are you making that face?”

“I thought you might want a brotherly kiss.” He puckered his lips, expecting her eyes to turn glassy.

“Get… out… of my… room,” Samantha growled. She shoved him and smiled when he staggered backward. She shoved him again and sent him into the hall, his arms pinwheeling until he hit the far wall.

He watched the door slam and heard it lock. “Bitch.” Eddie didn’t understand why sometimes women went crazy for him, and other times they smacked him. His mother had been the same way… at first.

“Is everything okay, Eddie?” Lindsey hesitated at the top of the stairs. She could see her son was upset.

“No, Samantha is being a bitch.” He marched back to his room, opened the door, and stepped inside. He looked back at his mother. “Well, are you coming?”

She put a finger to her lips and tiptoed over to him. “Your father and sister are both home. I can’t,” she whispered. nusaybin escort “Maybe later we -” She felt his strong grip on her wrist. Much to her shame, she let him pull her into the room and lock them in.

“I don’t want to spend the afternoon thinking about Sam. Take my mind off it.” He quickly undressed, his cock rising as the clothes fell on the floor around him.

“I… I… can’t.” She could see a sheen of sweat on his Rubenesque body. “You must be very upset.” Her mind fogged over, and her attention focused on his ungainly penis.

“You say ‘I can’t’ one more time, and I’ll make you give me your pussy.” Eddie’s cheeks turned red with anger. He saw the slack expression on her face. This was the response he’d been going for with his sister. Well, his mother would have to do.

“You said we wouldn’t do that again.” She sank to her knees. “I can’t do that, but how about my mouth?”

“I told you not to say those words.” He placed the head of his cock under her chin and tilted his hips until their eyes met. “But I’m not crazy. You can give me your pussy later. A blowjob will do for now.”

“Okay.” Lindsey was so relieved. She seized his penis and took as much of him into her mouth as she could. Soon she was humming and pumping his giant thing in a frenzy. She barely slowed down when her daughter’s footsteps thumped down the hall just outside Eddie’s door.

Twenty minutes later, she rushed out of her son’s room with sperm dripping down her chin and the front of her dress. She prayed her husband was still downstairs as crept to her bathroom to get cleaned up.

~~

When Jessica went to retrieve the dildo, it had disappeared again. Suspicion settled over her as she searched the bathroom. Was her husband playing some sort of sick joke on her? Later, she questioned him in a roundabout way, but found out nothing. Without asking him directly, it was nearly impossible to pin him down. Her suspicions calcified. What game was Andrew playing? Did he not know that she liked the thing, that holding it gave her a sense of power? “I have to cancel our bike ride today, dear. I’ve got some work to do for a client.” This wasn’t true, but she needed to exact some sort of vengeance.

“Really?” Andrew’s face sagged into a frown. “I was looking forward to getting out with you. Maybe you’ll have time later this afternoon?”

“Not likely.” Jessica stalked off to her office, a storm cloud of dark feelings hanging over her.

“Oh, dearie, I can see marital trouble a mile away.” Eloise stood in the center of the office, wearing a bustled dress. She was pregnant again. The painting behind her was empty of Palmers. There was no sign anywhere of Frederick or Thomas. “I know about difficulties in matrimony.” Eloise let out a curt laugh. “Believe me.”

“I don’t understand.” Jessica stepped into the room. The world seemed to move slowly around her. “What are you doing… out here?” She knew she was dreaming, but the moment was pregnant with a compelling certitude that this was indeed real.

“The more you accept me and Thomas, the more we can be with you. Or so it seems.” Her smile was warm and welcoming. “And you’ve made great strides in your education.”

“What is it you said about matrimonial difficulty? What happened with you and Frederick?”

The temperature dropped in the room. Eloise’s hair moved as if buffeted by a gale, her eyes narrowed into black slits, and all the shadows in the room slowly gathered around her. She opened her mouth in a silent scream, her hands holding the grisly, dripping ribbons of what had been her insides.

“Sorry!” Jessica took a step back and cowered in fright. She glanced toward the door, planning her escape, but when she looked back at Eloise, the woman was again calm and unafflicted. She could have been Jessica’s twin. Jessica exhaled slowly, her pulse drumming in her ears. “Let’s talk about something else.”

“Yes, let’s talk about Thomas.” Eloise let out a light mirthful laugh and picked up a book from Jessica’s desk. It was Turgenev’s First Love. She casually flipped through the pages as she spoke. “Answer me honestly, did you pretend he was your son while you were rolling his nether-head with your tongue?”

“Where is Thomas?” Jessica licked her lips nervously. She had already forgotten about Eloise’s tantrum.

“Answer me.” Eloise stopped on a page and noted a passage with her finger.

“I… um… I…” Jessica searched for the words. “Um… it’s not right.” She glanced around the room hoping that Thomas might appear any minute and begin undressing. But Eloise was the only other person in the room.

“You attach too much to what is right and wrong. Those are rules written by hypocrites to contain the rest of us. What matters is what’s in here.” Eloise put a hand to her heart, a solemn expression on her face. “And what’s in here.” She dropped her hand to her vagina and gripped her dress, a hungry grin curving her lips. She returned her finger to the passage in the book. “Listen to this: I burnt as in a fire in her presence… but what did I care to know what the fire was in which I burned and melted? It was odun pazarı escort enough that it was sweet to burn and melt.” She looked up from the old, leatherbound tome. “Do you understand?”

Jessica nodded slowly. Why was this woman so good at riling her up?

“So, were you pretending that Thomas was your son when you educated yourself with his bludgeon?” Eloise held her breath, waiting for the admission that was bound to come.

“Yes,” Jessica squeaked. “God help me, I did.”

“You’ll find God’s help is a long wait for a train that does not come.” Satisfaction wrote itself on Eloise’s smirk.

“Speaking of waiting, I was wondering if… I mean… is Thomas… um…?” Jessica spun her wedding ring around on her finger like a nervous schoolchild. “Can we continue my education?”

Eloise put down the book and slowly walked behind Jessica. She stood inches from the staid housewife and put her hands on Jessica’s hips. “We can continue your education, yes. It’s time you learned about playful repartee. How often do you and your husband kiss?”

“Um… I kiss him all the time.” Jessica stood very still, feeling the woman’s round belly and large breasts press into her back.

“Forgive me. Perhaps I wasn’t clear. How often do you kiss passionately?” Eloise spoke softly into the woman’s ear.

“Well… not for a couple years now.” If Jessica were to tell the truth, a couple decades would have been more accurate.

“In that case, we’ll have to work on your technique.” Eloise moved her head to Jessica’s shoulder and reached a hand to Jessica’s chin, turning her face far enough to the side so that they could lock eyes.

“I understand… but I don’t think I could kiss Thomas.” Jessica’s voice was barely audible. She was twisted, looking over her shoulder, pressed back tightly on Eloise. She felt helpless.

“For this lesson, you won’t have to.” Eloise moved her hand to Jessica’s breast, holding her in place, and leaned into position. She was pleased when Jessica didn’t recoil from the touch of their lips.

“Mmmmpppppphhhhhhh.” Jessica kissed a woman for the first time. Despite the ice of Eloise’s touch, Jessica was scalded by the heat of the woman’s intensity. The book was right. It was sweet to burn and melt with passion. She let the frigid tongue explore her mouth, wiggling her butt back into Eloise’s hips, so the pregnant belly rested perfectly in the arc of Jessica’s back. It had been so long since she’d made out with anyone that she wondered how much of the fire that suddenly kindled inside of her was caused by Eloise’s skill, and how much was the thawing of Jessica’s hibernating desires.

Eloise gently toyed with Jessica’s tongue, coaxing it into more energetic games. She found that the woman made no moves of her own volition, but quickly reciprocated the duel between them. She felt the wife shudder when her cold hand slipped under Jessica’s dress and bra. Eloise deftly rolled Jessica’s fat nipple between her fingertips, eliciting muffled moans.

Eventually, Eloise spun Jessica toward her and put the woman’s arms over her shoulders. She was pleased when Jessica ran her fingers through her hair, cupped her skull, and pressed their faces together more forcefully. Eloise’s hands dropped down and held Jessica’s round ass, encouraging her to rock her hips slowly.

When Jessica felt the other woman pull away, her hips continued to sway and her eyelids fluttered. She still swam in an ocean of new and returning longings. “Oh… my…” She smiled dreamily.

“You need more practice.” Eloise held out a hand and kept Jessica at bay when she tried to relock their lips. “But not with me.”

“Thomas?” Jessica’s smile widened. “Is Thomas coming for kissing?”

“No, he is not.” Eloise walked back toward her painting, watching Jessica over her shoulder. “You will not hear from either of us until you have practiced in your world.”

“I don’t think Andrew will want to make out with me.” Jessica frowned. “But I’ll try.”

“Andrew is neither here nor there.” Eloise stepped back into the painting, her colors becoming less vibrant, her clothes changing, and her pregnancy vanishing. “If you want to see me, or Thomas, or that black phallus again, you must kiss Noah.” She held up her finger to silence Jessica’s protestations before they began. “Don’t worry about the code of hypocrites. You will burn as in a fire in his presence. And he in yours. It will be sweet to burn and melt.” And with that she went back to her accustomed pose and said no more. The men that always bracketed her returned to their poses as well.

“Wait. What?” Jessica shook her head. “What? You’re responsible for the obscene toy that appears and disappears all the time? And you want me to kiss my own son? Like we just did?” The painting was just a painting again. “Never… happening. And I don’t care if you don’t come back to my dreams ever again. Do you hear me?” The painting made no response. “I don’t care. Wake up, wake up, wake up!” But she didn’t wake up. As she rushed to the bathroom to masturbate, she started to doubt she would wake. After two desperate orgasms, she took a shower and went about the rest of her day. She became convinced that she had not dreamed Eloise. It seemed that the last two days she had been visited by the Palmers in her waking hours. By dinner time, she was quite sure that was so. She had no idea what it meant for her sanity. But she took solace in the fact that she would never touch or talk to the Palmers again.

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I had always had a strained relationship with my father, for some reason we just never really got on. Mum and my sister were great. We always had a laugh and enjoyed one another’s company, things came to a head when I was 21 and sadly still living at home.

We always sat down as a family for Sunday dinner and this particular Sunday was no exception, what started it all off was Dad’s announcement that his brother, our uncle was coming to visit. It was more than a visit. He was going to be staying for a few weeks.

My Dad stopped talking to his brother years before when he discovered that he and his wife were serious swingers. I was too young to understand at the time but I heard several rumours as I grew older. My aunt according to the rumours was some kind of slut who enjoyed getting gang banged whenever she could, my uncle encouraged this and he was usually a participant as well.

I wasn’t bothered about them being swingers. What really bothered me was there were rumours of my uncle and some underage girls. One of the rumours suggested that one of the girls was my own cousin, although this was never proven. So back to what happened.

“Robert, your sister will be moving into your bedroom in a couple of days, she will be there for a few weeks.” Dad explained.

“Lynn will be sharing with you whilst your aunt and uncle are staying with us.”

“What? Sorry, say that again.”

“I said your aunt and uncle will be staying with us!” Dad snapped back at me.

“The same aunt and uncle you haven’t spoken to for years? The same uncle who from what I have heard likes underage girls?”

“That was a wild accusation without any proof.” Dad said, staring at me.

“There’s no smoke without fire,” I replied.

“You two are sharing whether you like it or not,” Dad said as he leaned forward pointing at me and my sister trying to show some authority.

“Under normal circumstances I wouldn’t worry about sharing a room with Lynn even though she’s 15 and I’m 21, but if you think I am sharing to accommodate that pervert and his wife then you are mistaken Dad.”

“While you are under my roof you’ll do as I say,” Dad yelled.

“Problem solved. Sorry Mum, I’m not hungry all of a sudden,” I said as I pushed my plate away. “I’ll make it easy for you then and move out.”

Upstairs I packed my clothes and some other personal stuff. Lynn was in her room so I carried my stereo system and music collection to her. Lynn’s door was open so I walked in and told her the stereo and stuff was hers. Lynn looked at me and burst into tears, I hugged her until she calmed down then asked her to come downstairs with me.

“Look at Lynn, this is all your fault Dad. Look how upset she is.”

“I’ve made my decision and that’s final!” Dad said without so much as looking at us, I could tell Mum had been crying as well.

I moved in front of my father and stared straight at him.

“If that sick bastard or his slut of a wife so much as touches Lynn or Mum I’ll kill him and throw her whore arse out the door, this is on you as well Dad and trust me you won’t get off scot free either!”

When I packed my stuff into my van I turned to say goodbye to Lynn and Mum.

“Please don’t go,” Mum begged.

“Both of you have my number so call if you need me.”

“Where will you go Robert?”

“I don’t know Mum but I am not going to be here while they are, in fact I am never coming back here. Sorry but Dad has gone too far this time, putting you two at risk.”

I looked in the mirror as I drove away and saw Lynn and Mum hugging each other. I am a self-employed carpenter so I stayed reasonably close for a while. After a few months and no reports of any trouble from home, I started working further away. One night my mobile phone got stolen and I cursed the thief as it meant getting a new number. I tried to remember Mum and Lynn’s numbers without any luck. I called home to ask Mum for the numbers Dad answered so I hung up. I didn’t want to clash with my Dad or his brother so I stayed away from the house. I started taking work wherever it was available.

Over the last twelve years I have worked all over the country and I was in Manchester finishing a job when the agent called me, he explained he had a job in the East London/Essex area. I took the job and he promised to forward the details over later that day, when I checked the job was in my hometown.

I nearly called and said to forget it but then I thought it might give me a chance to see Mum and Lynn again, on Sunday I left the bed and breakfast that had been niğde escort home for the last three months and headed south. I had already arranged to stay in a bed and breakfast about ten miles from where I used to live, being seen at work was one thing but didn’t want anyone to know where I was staying, for now.

A few days later after work I drove around and parked down the street from the old house, there were two cars on the drive and a light on in the lounge. A young woman walked out and I realised it was my sister. When I left Lynn was a skinny teenager with dirty blonde hair, now she had brown hair and a great figure. I reckoned her tits to be 34 or 36, she had a cute arse and long legs. Christ, she had grown up.

I was just about to start my van up and Mum left the house, she hadn’t changed that much. She was still short and slim, her hair had a touch of grey. I guess being away for twelve years does that. Mum got in the other car and drove off, I spotted the house lights were off and wondered where the old man was.

Two days later on the site we all had to leave as they unearthed and old wartime bomb, I took the opportunity to go back to the old house. It didn’t look like anyone was home and no cars were parked on the drive, not wanting to spend the day watching an empty house. I returned to my bed and breakfast to shower and get changed into clean clothes before returning later that day.

I returned to the old house later in the afternoon and parked just down the road, far enough away not to be seen but close enough to see who came and went. After about an hour Lynn arrived home so I went to talk to her.

“Lynn?” I called her name.

“Yeah.” Lynn turned around and then stopped suddenly.

“Robert is that you?” I smiled. “It is you,” Lynn squealed as she dropped her bag and car keys running towards me.

Lynn jumped at me and wrapped her arms around my neck and her legs around my waist.

“Careful Lynn,” I exclaimed. My little sister wasn’t so little anymore.

“I didn’t think we would ever see you again!”! She sobbed as she hugged me tightly. We stayed like that for a few minutes until Lynn spoke.

“Come inside Robert, I’ll put the kettle on for some tea.”

I looked and shook my head. “Come inside I’ll explain everything,” Lynn reassured me.

“So how’s Mum doing?”

“Mum’s fine. She will be really pleased to see you Robert.”

“When is she due home? I don’t want to stay too long.” I said, making a you know why look at Lynn.

“Sit down Robert. You couldn’t have known, but it’s just me and Mum now. Dad passed away three years ago.”

“Oh shit! What happened?” I asked

“Look, wait until Mum gets home and we can both tell you then.”

Just then Mum stepped in the front door, kicked off her shoes and took off her coat, Lynn and I smiled at each other.

“Hello Mum,” I said, holding my arms out to her.

“Robert. You’re back, oh my god!” Mum cried as she hugged me. Now Mum was only about 5′ 4″ but she held me so tight I could hardly breathe.

For the next few hours we caught up with what the other had been doing, Mum told me Dad had a massive row with his brother then suffered a heart attack and died instantly. She said that the rumour I heard about him and underage girls turned out to be true, they stayed at the house for three weeks and then left. Some years later your uncle was arrested and Dad went to see him in prison, it was after the last visit that he had the heart attack. Mum said she didn’t know what was said between them, but they thought that my uncle finally confessed to Dad.

Mum also said that after I stormed out Dad did all he could to erase any memory of me, Mum and Lynn looked at each other and smiled then Lynn said she had some news.

“I’m getting married next month,” she said smiling and waving her hand in front of my face showing off her engagement ring.

“Who’s the lucky bloke?”

“Greg Bayforth. I think you knew his brother Cliff?”

“Yeah I remember Cliff. Greg was mad keen on golf if I recall.” I replied.

“Yeah and he still is,” Lynn sighed then laughed. “Cliff is in Australia now, he got divorced and moved there afterwards. Greg is hoping he will come back for the wedding.”

“I suppose I had better start on dinner.” Mum announced.

“Forget dinner Mum. Let’s go out, my treat.” I offered.

During the meal I told Mum where I was working and staying, she insisted I move back home and after some discussion I agreed.

“You can have my room once I move out,” Lynn added.

“I have a favour to ask you, Robert.” Lynn said quietly. “Will you give me away on the wedding day?”

“I’d niksar escort be honoured, Lynn. No problem.”

That night I went back to the bed and breakfast for the last time, the following day after work I moved back home. Greg called round to see Lynn and we spent ages catching up, I jokingly wished him luck marrying my sister adding he would need it. We both laughed as Lynn made a pouty face then slapped our arms.

“Ow! Ow! Wounded and injured,” I cried as Mum told us both to stop teasing Lynn.

I don’t think any of us got to bed early that night but it was great to be home again. I felt a slight tinge of sadness for my Dad, but I accepted it and moved on as we didn’t get along well. Most evenings the three of us sat around talking, Mum always sat close to me. I didn’t mind. although sometimes I did think Mum was a bit too close.

In no time at all the wedding was approaching and I had to get fitted for the correct sized suit, things were manic for the next week or so. On the day, Lynn looked absolutely stunning and this caused a few tears from Mum.

“If Greg runs out on you I’ll marry you Lynn,” I joked.

“If we could legally be married I would have tracked you down years ago,” Lynn replied as Mum giggled.

We both laughed at Mum as she stood there looking at us, I didn’t say anymore, but honestly if I could have married Lynn I would have.

I was so proud when I walked her down the aisle, and jealous that Greg was there waiting for her. I hadn’t been to many weddings over the years and I was glad when all the photographs were done with, by now I was hungry and wanted to eat. As I had taken Dad’s place, it fell on me to make a speech after the dinner was finished. When I stood up I saw a look in Mum’s eyes I hadn’t seen before.

Not being a big drinker I paced myself throughout the evening, the last thing I wanted to do was spoil Lynn’s day by getting drunk and making a fool of myself. Mum grabbed me for a dance and hugged me as the slow music blasted out.

“You okay Mum?” I asked as we swayed with the music.

Mum nodded. “I’m fine. Lynn’s happy and I have you back home.” There was no mention of Dad which surprised me.

Lynn and Greg left the reception for their honeymoon. At the end of the night everyone else drifted off home, or to wherever they were staying.

“May I be allowed to escort you home?” I said to Mum offering my arm to her.

Mum smiled. “I don’t know if I should.”

“I promise to behave myself,” I replied, smiling at Mum.

“Oh well in that case no. I’ll find someone else.” Mum laughed as she took my arm.

“That was a great day but I have got to get out of this suit,” I said as I closed the front door behind me.

“Oh I like you dressed in that,” Mum pouted. “Okay Mum,” I sighed. “As it’s you I’ll stay in it for now.”

After we had a cup of tea Mum said she was going to bed, I locked up the house and followed her upstairs.

Mum turned towards her bedroom. “Robert, can you unfasten this clasp for me please?”

I stepped over and unfasten the clasp on Mum’s dress, it opened easily and Mum turned to thank me.

“You look so handsome in that suit Robert.”

I blushed. “Yeah well I had to make an effort for Lynn.”

Mum stepped forward and hugged me. “I’m so glad you came back, please don’t go again.”

“I’m not planning on going anywhere Mum.” I assured her as she let go and walked into her room. “You don’t have to worry.” I called out.

I kicked off my shoes and started to undress, I was wearing just my trousers when Mum walked into my room. I turned and she stood there in just her lace bra and panties with tears in her eyes.

“Are you okay Mum?” Mum nodded and then hugged me tightly. I know it had been an emotional day but this was strange even for Mum.

“Hold me Robert.” I stood and hugged Mum.

“Am I still attractive Robert? Please be honest,” Mum whispered.

“You’re beautiful Mum, you always have been. Why are you asking me this?”

“I’m sorry Robert. I know I should have stood up to your father that day you left, I felt so bad when you drove away. I’m sorry for everything.” Mum sobbed.

I lifted Mum’s chin and looked at her tear stained face. “It’s in the past Mum, best to leave it there.”

Mum hugged me and ground herself against my crotch, standing there hugging Mum like that I started to get aroused. I knew it was wrong as she was my Mum but she was an attractive woman all the same.

“Kiss me Robert.” Mum said as she rubbed against my cock through my trousers.

“Are you sure Mum? Are you really sure?”

“Yes I want this. I’ve waited nilüfer escort a long time for us to be like we are now. You always were a fine young man, more of a man than your father ever was. Your father told me years ago he didn’t love me anymore, he only stayed to avoid a divorce.”

“You have?” I asked smirking at the comment about Dad

Mum nodded and smiled. “Yes I have. Now kiss me and take me to bed.”

I leaned forward and kissed Mum on the lips, I felt her tongue push into my mouth as she grabbed my head kissing me deeply.

Mum squealed as I lifted her up and carried her back to her bedroom, I watched her take off her bra and panties. Her tiny boobs had no sag at all and her stomach was flat, it was hard to believe I was looking at the naked body of a 53yr old mother of two adult children.

Mum noticed me staring at her pussy with its trimmed pubic hair. “I keep it trimmed because of my swimming costume. Your sister did it for me the first time as I was nervous.”

“Now there’s an image I’ll happily take to my grave!” I replied as I removed my trousers and briefs.

Mum placed her hand on my chest when I joined her on the bed.

“Robert, this isn’t a fast one and run. I want us to make love, nice and slowly.”

“Of course Mum,” I nodded

“Please call me Paula.”

I looked at Mum and saw the love in her eyes. “Your beautiful Paula.”

We kissed and touched each other, neither of us were in a rush and Mum gasped as I kissed down towards her chest.

She pushed my mouth into her breast. “Oh, suck my nipple.” Mum gasped.

Mum’s hands stroked my head and her fingers twisted in my hair as I kissed her tummy, she groaned as my mouth edged closer to her pussy.

When my tongue worked up and down her slit, Mum hissed and she felt the first waves of orgasm washing over her. She pulled my head into her pussy, yelling “I’m starting to cum, lick me Robert.” I licked Mum’s clit as fast as I could and she screamed “Robert I’m cumming! I’m cumming!!”

Mum lay there panting as she recovered from her orgasm. “Oh good god it’s been years since I have felt like this.”

I crawled up the bed and kissed Mum, she didn’t care that my mouth and chin were covered in her cum. Propped up on my elbows I slowly slid my cock inside Mum, her pussy felt like a warm velvet glove sliding over my cock. We had a nice slow steady rhythm going as my cock slid in and out of Mum, we kissed and panted with Mum making the occasional “Ooh” sound.

I felt Mum hold on tighter as she neared her orgasm. “Almost there. Almost there my love.” Mum gasped.

I sped up a bit knowing I would cum any minute.

“Oooooh Robert! I’m cumming! Fuck mmeeeeeeeeeeeeee!”

I roared out a loud yes as I came filling Mum with semen, Mum’s legs wrapped around me as I came. When Mum relaxed her legs I crawled off and lay beside her, she huddled into me with her head on my chest.

Drawing a circle around my nipple with her finger Mum whispered “Robert, I love you!”

“I love you too Paula,” I replied as I pulled the covers over us. I looked at Mum and she was asleep, a contented smile on her face.

After that night I stayed with Mum and we pretty much lived as a couple, it was about six months later I got home from work one day and Lynn was talking to Mum. She smiled as I walked indoors and told me to sit down.

“I have some good news for you Robert, you’re going to be an uncle!”

I was stunned and just smiled before getting up and hugging Lynn. I was pleased for her and Greg. Mum excused herself to go to the bathroom.

“So how long have you and Mum been fucking?” Lynn asked.

“What? What are you talking about Lynn?”

“Don’t bullshit me Robert! I know when a woman is getting good sex and getting it regularly, now as Mum told me she doesn’t go out much that only leaves you.”

“Only leaves Robert what?” Mum asked as she walked back into the room.

“I know about you and Robert.” Lynn blurted out and Mum gasped, raising her hand to her mouth.

Lynn suddenly burst out laughing and looked at both Mum and me. “Don’t worry I am not going to tell anyone or disown you, I’m happy for you Mum. You need to be treated right and I know Robert will always look after you. If he doesn’t I’ll tear his balls off and feed them to someone’s dog!”

Lynn hugged Mum and smiled. “You are so lucky.” Mum was still shocked and stayed silent.

Lynn gave birth to a healthy baby boy. They decided on the name George, Greg was over the moon at having a son. Two years later Lynn gave birth to their daughter. Millie was as gorgeous as her Mum.

True to her word Lynn never told a soul, Mum and I remained lovers until she developed cancer and sadly passed away aged 58. I cried so much that night and even now I still shed a tear when I think of her. I was with Mum at the end, I held her hand as she slipped away. I remember my last words to her before she died, “Please don’t go.”

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Mom had shoved Jeff off her moments after he came. She got up and rearranged her dress, trying to assume some semblance of normalcy as Mel continued to stare through the sliding glass window out into the backyard where she had just seen Mom get fucked up the ass by her Nephew. Jeff got up and his face went somewhat red when he noticed Mel. He pulled up his shorts and they both went back into the house.

Mel couldn’t stop laughing but they moved her to the dining room table and each took a seat.

“Since when do you take it up the ass sis?” Mel asked Mom.

“None of your business!” Mom shot back.

“You seemed to be enjoying yourself.” She responded, looking between her and Jeff. “I never imagined you fucking like that Jeff.”

“Well…” Jeff mumbled sheepishly.

“It’s just a short term thing, while I’m not able to help him.” Pam said, reaching out to hold Jeff’s hand.

“Oh yeah that totally makes sense.” Mel said, trying not to laugh.

“You should be nice, your nephew has offered to host you for a week.” Mom said.

“I’m being nice!” Mel said. “It’s just a funny situation that’s all.”

“You’re not gonna tell anyone else in the family right?” Pam said anxiously.

“No, I don’t wanna embarrass you for no reason.” Mel said.

“Thank God.” Pam sighed in relief. Mom still seemed prickly and embarrassed from being caught like that.

“Thought you hated anal?” Mel asked Mom.

“I didn’t say that.”

“Yes you did!”

“Well I don’t, OK?”

“Fine.”

There was a long silence.

“Well I guess I’ll go and put away my things.” Mel said as she stood up and picked up her bag.

“First door on the right at the top of the stairs.” Pam said with a weak smile as she left.

Once she was gone the room tension in the room lessened a bit.

“This is so humiliating.” Mom said, putting her head in her hands.

“Oh it’s fine!” Pam said, walking over to rub Mom’s shoulders. “She said she wasn’t gonna tell on us. There’s nothing to worry about.”

“I guess.” Said Mom, not sounding too convinced. “But we are sleeping in the same bed.”

“Well you can sleep with us if you want.” Pam offered.

“No, no that’s worse.” Mom said.

It took her a while to calm down and then she went about making dinner. Jeff thought about fucking her over the counter like he usually would but he sensed she was too upset. Instead he went upstairs to see Pam who was putting the baby to sleep. They went into their room and shut the door to talk over what happened.

“She’s so upset!” Pam whispered.

“I know. It makes sense I guess. It’s her sister after all.” Jeff said, sighing and falling into the bed.

“Well yes but she’s more like a daughter because of the age difference.” Pam remarked as she flopped down beside him.

“Yeah.”

Jeff had spent so much time with Mel when she was younger that it was hard to remember that she was his aunt. She was like an older sister to him. They had been friends until she went to college and started dating guys that Mom and his grandparents couldn’t stand.

“She seemed turned on.” Pam mused, her hand reaching over and tapping on Jeff’s crotch. He twitched at the sudden touch.

“Did she?” He said, not really caring and more focused on her hand.

“Well you know. She has a thing about anal.” Pam said.

“What?”

“Well you know. Her whole thing?”

“What do you mean?” Jeff asked, losing focus on what her hand was doing. She had begun to stroke him through his shorts.

“She’s anal only.” Pam whispered.

“She’s what?” Jeff asked, his cock begining to grow.

“She doesn’t take it in the vag. She only takes it up the ass.” Pam said as she unzipped his shorts and pulled his cock out into the open. “That’s what your Mom told me anyway.”

She leaned down and took his cock in her mouth as he tried to get his head around this new information about his aunt. He found himself imagining Mel lying on her back, her legs spread, moaning as she took it up the ass from some greasy older man.

Mel had always been pretty hot. She developed a real hourglass figure in her 20s. She also tats all over her body which was a bit of a fetish of Jeff’s. It wasn’t hard to imagine her being fucked in the ass but it was still a surprise that she only had sex that way. He was imagining her face scrunched up like Mom’s was when she was taking it up the ass and he felt his orgasm coming.

“Fuck.” He moaned as he began cumming in Pam’s mouth. She didn’t make a sound and just waited for him to stop cumming before removing his cock and swallowing his cum.

“Yeah,” she sighed, flopping down beside him again. “She’s a bit of a freak I guess.”

“Yeah…” Jeff sighed.

–

Mom was totally unavailable. Jeff tried fucking her when Mel was out of the house but she just slapped his hand away.

“You said I could fuck you anytime, anywhere.” Jeff whispered.

“Wow! mudurnu escort That was before my sister saw me getting fucked like a whore in the the backyard.” Mom shot back, walking out of the kitchen with a look of annoyance on her face.

Somewhat dejected, Jeff spent the rest of the day sexually frustrated. It didn’t help that Mel was going out wearing crop tops and shorts that were so short her ass cheeks were half out. Jeff tried to imagine what she was doing out each night and it inevitably ended up with her moaning as some stranger fucked her in a dark alley. He knew that probably wasn’t accurate but he liked thinking about it.

Pam was feeling better although it would still be a long time until her pussy was fully healed. Until then she had gotten pretty into giving Jeff blowjobs. Jeff wasn’t complaining but at the same time, he missed fucking Mom.

One evening when Mom and Pam had gone out to buy baby clothes, Mel came home early to find Jeff eating in the kitchen.

“Hey, Jeff.” Mel sighed.

“Hey. What are you doing home so early?” Jeff asked. Mel was usually out until 11 or 12 at the earliest.

“The guy I had a date with was a bit of an asshole.” Mel said casually.

“Oh,” said Jeff.

She walked up and sat down across from Jeff at the table, kicking off her heels.

“It’s been so long Jeff! You used to be a little kid and now, well.” She said, smiling.

“Yeah.” Jeff said sheepishly, not quite knowing what she meant. He couldn’t help staring at her. She had amazing makeup on that made her look like a Pixie dream girl from a Hollywood movie. Her eyes were a little red and she was wearing a lace choker and a black dress which flowed tightly over her body, showing off her curvy figure. Even though she was in her thirties now she still looked 23.

Suddenly Jeff felt a foot touch his leg and then it was grazing his ankle and running up his calf.

“Ah.” Jeff gasped inadvertently. Mel laughed at his reaction.

“We should go take a bath.” She whispered, leaning forward on her elbows and holding her chin with her hands. Jeff could feel his cock growing as he looked into her huge eyes.

“I’m not sure Pam would be ok with that.” Jeff said nervously.

“Ok.” Mel responded airily. “Well if you change your mind, I’ll be in the bathroom… naked.” She said, flaring her eyes at him before getting and going to the staircase. As she walked up, her ass swayed seductively.

“Fuck me!” Jeff thought, all his will fighting not to follow his sexy aunt up the stairs.

He didn’t know how to stop himself from going upstairs so he called Pam.

“Heeeey. You won’t believe how cute these clothes we found are!” Pam yelled as she answered the phone.

“Oh that’s nice…”

There was a pause.

“What’s up, husband of mine?” Pam asked with a laugh.

“Well, Mel came onto me.” Jeff sighed. He knew he couldn’t hide anything from her.

“Oh? Do you want to fuck her?” Pam asked bluntly.

“Uhm. Well… no.” Jeff said unconvincingly.

“Well your Mom is just at the cash paying for these new outfits. If you want I could take her out for a drink and we won’t be home for a couple hours. Should be enough time for you guys to get it on.”

Jeff didn’t know what to say.

“You’re ok with it?” Jeff asked in disbelief.

“Ya, as long as you tell me about it later.”

Jeff couldn’t believe his luck. Once he was off the phone he was taking the stairs two at a time and he burst through the door into the bathroom to find Mel in the bath, her body hidden under a layer of bubbles.

“Oh you decided to show up?” She said with a smile. Jeff undressed and slipped into the bath, the water slightly overflowing from his intrusion. They were sitting facing each other, their legs intertwined. Mel leaned forward between his knees and he met her. Her breasts came out of the water and he saw her left breast was covered with a large spider web pattern while the left was untouched. Their lips touched and they kissed slowly. Kissed so sweetly. Her hand found his penis under the water and she stroked him slowly, her other hand cupped his balls. They stayed like that for many minutes, her hands slowly moving on his genitals and her tongue dancing in and out of his mouth. He wasn’t moving towards an orgasm but just enjoying the sensation of being touched and kissed.

After a time she released him and stood up in the bath, suds running down her body, half obscuring her tattoos. She stepped out of the bath and wrapped a towel around herself handing him one too. Without a word she walked out of the bathroom.

Jeff followed her to the guest room where he had first fucked his Mom. She let the towel fall and hopped onto the bed, spreading her legs and letting one hand rest over her pussy. Jeff couldn’t tell if she had a bush with her hand covering her labia but her other hand manoeuvred a pillow under her head and he saw she had a dark patch of hair under her arm.

“Nightstand.” She said. He opened the drawer and found lubricant next to muğla escort her vibrator. He crawled onto the bed between her legs and poorer lube onto his cock. She lifted her legs, wiggling her butt at him. Her hand remained completely covering her labia. Jeff leaned forward and placed his cock against her asshole, Mel looked him in the eyes and nodded. He pushed forward. She leaned up and caught his mouth with hers as he pushed deep into her ass. She was clearly used to this as she didn’t even wince as he bottomed out in her rectum. She gave a little moan into his mouth as he began to move in and out of her.

“You feel good.” She moaned, her face against his and both their eyes closed.

“You feel amazing.” Jeff moaned back. Her ass was not as difficult to get into as his Mom’s, but she had strong muscles that gripped him tightly once he started fucking her. The moans and whimpers she made were a new kind of stimuli compared to his Mom’s pained moans from anal. He didn’t know how satisfying it would be to fuck someone who really liked being fucked in the ass. He had fucked Pam’s ass of course, and she didn’t dislike it as much as Mom, but she still mostly tolerated it from time to time rather than really enjoying it.

“Tell me you like it.” Mel moaned, gripping his side’s and pulling him into her.

“I love fucking you!” Jeff moaned. He could feel his orgasm approaching and his words seemed to cause the same for Mel. She cried out in joy and arched her back, her tits moving in circles as Jeff fucked her ass ever harder. She kept moaning and she was now moving her hand in over her labia, her palm pressing into her clit.

“I’m close.” Said Mel, her eyes closed.

“Me too.” Responded Jeff.

“Call me a dirty whore.” Mel Moaned. Jeff was taken aback and slowed down a bit. “Please, it helps me cum.”

“You’re a dirty fucking whore.” Jeff grunted as he increased his pace.

“Yes, yes!”

“You’re a fuckin slut!” Jeff yelled, following his instinct.

Then Jeff felt a gush of liquid squirt between her fingers and over his cock. His body jerked and he felt himself.emptying his balls into her ass. She felt him cumming in her and her ass seemed to pull on him, making it hard for him to keep fucking her as it resisted him pulling out of her.

“You’re so sexy.” She moaned, her hands running through his chest hair. He was still cumming in her but had stopped moving.

He didn’t move for a few minutes, just enjoying her holding him and her ass around his cock as he softened.

“They might be home soon.” Mel sighed and his cock finally popped out of her ass, along with a small burst of cum.

“Yeah, Pam knows though.”

“Oh, that’s good.” Mel laughed.

As Jeff leaned up he saw the tattoo on her inner thigh. It was just to the right of her pussy and said. “For my eyes only”

Mel caught him staring, her hand still covering her vagina.

“You read the sign, avert your eyes!” She laughed. He looked away and she hopped up, running past him to the door and down the hall to the bathroom.

–

“She let you pee in her mouth?” Mel yelled, her mouth wide and her hand partially covering it in shock. She had been questioning him about her sister after another sensual anal fucking session a couple days later. They had to wait until then because both of them worried about what Jeff’s Mom would say if she found out.

“That’s fucking grooooooss!” She laughed.

“It’s kinda hot though.” Jeff said, laughing too.

“I am NOT doing that!” Mel said, still laughing. “Ever!”

“Yeah yeah, I get it, it’s gross.” Jeff said, rolling his eyes. “But what about you? Your sexuality isn’t exactly commonplace.”

“You mean cause I only take it in the ass?” Mel asked.

“Yeah.”

There was a long pause.

“Why is that anyway?”

“Well,” Mel said, fiddling with her hair aimlessly. “If you must know. My first boyfriend was a bit of an asshole. He didn’t exactly understand what no meant. Anyway ever since then I decided I would keep my kitty just for myself.”

“Oh…” Jeff mumbled, digesting what she had said.

“I guess it just makes me feel like I have control over what’s happening.” Mel said.

“That makes sense.” Jeff said. Mel had covered her pussy with a pillow after their sex and she was just casually laying on her side with it between her legs now.

“Most guys find it exciting. They don’t usually ask why.” Mel said. She was looking at him with a light smile as if the topic wasn’t such a big deal. “Thanks for asking though.”

“No problem.”

–

Later that night he was crouching at the edge of his bed with Pam laying on her back, her head over the side of the bed so he could fuck her mouth upside down while he recounted the fucking session him and Mel had that day. Mom had taken the baby so they had some privacy.

She was rubbing her clit and pinching her nipples as he went deeper into her throat. Just as he got to the part of the story where Mel asked him to cum in his dirty whore’s ass Pam came and her throat rumbled around the muratpaşa escort head of his cock as she moaned. He pushed in further and shot his load into her throat. She pushed him back before he was quite done so he stroked the last couple shots of cum into her face as she gasped for air.

“Fuck that was hot.” Pam moaned, still playing with herself after her orgasm. Jeff hopped onto the bed beside her, pulling her to him to snuggle up. He kissed her face and her body melted against his.

“I love you.” He whispered.

“I love you too.” She sighed against his neck.

–

That morning Jeff was surprised to be woken by Mom. She was wearing a v neck tight t-shirt which showed off her nice perky tits. She was wearing nothing below the waist. When Jeff looked down he was looking right into her full bush. She took him by the hand and dragged him downstairs. Pam was out like a light as she had stayed up to look after the baby last night.

Mom led Jeff onto the front porch and bent over the thick wooden railing. It was one of those porches that bent around the side of the house. Usually it felt quite isolated as there was a few trees and bushes obscuring it from the road, but it was still quite a turn on to see Mom’s lack of concern for being fucked where anyone could catch a glimpse.

“Fuck me!” She moaned, her hand between her legs spreading her pussy open for him to see her juicy red insides. Jeff’s mouth watered, he forgot how wanton his Mom was since she had been so distant this week.

He dropped his underwear and walked up to her, taking his now hard cock and easily pushing into her spread open pleasure hole. She moaned in delight as he impaled her with his cock.

“Fuck me. Fuck me!” She moaned as he grabbed her hips and began to fuck her over the railing, her face brushing against the twigs of the tall bushes planted over the railing. She reached both hands back, pushing her fingers into his hair as he held and fucked her. His hands shifted up, pushing her shirt up until her tits were free to sway.

“What’s gotten into you?” He laughed as he fucked her harder. The wet sounds of their fucking drowning out the sounds of birds.

“I’ve missed you so much. I missed your cock and your cum and your piss. But also, Mel left early today and won’t be back until late.”

Jeff gripped her tits and his fingers found her nipples. He twisted them, wanting her to feel a bit of his frustration of being denied her for nearly a week. She shrieked when he twisted her nipples hard and her hungry pussy tightened around him.

“Oh God.” She cried out, her pussy quaking around his cock. Her orgasm pushed him over the edge and he began cumming in her. He growled and pinched her nipples harder as he fucked her until the last of his cum was deposited deep in her warm hole.

They stayed still, Jeff resting inside her as their breathing slowed together. Mom released his head and caught herself on the railing.

Jeff just now realised how badly he needed to piss and he began to pull out of his Mom.

“Nooo. Stay here.” Mom begged, reaching back to pull him back into her.

“I gotta pee Mom.” Jeff said.

“Do you really think I would mind you peeing in me after I swallowed your morning piss two times last week?” She laughed.

Jeff couldn’t argue with that, and so he relaxed and he felt the surge of piss shoot down his urethra and empty into his Mom. There was a building pressure until the seal around his cock broke and the torrent of cum and piss burst through and ran down mom’s legs to pool on the painted deck.

Mom reached back and rubbed his butt as he continued to release his bladder into her.

“That’s right. Give me everything.” She moaned. She was rubbing her clit and Jeff felt her quiver around him as she came again.

Jeff saw a couple walking down the street, passing by their house hand in hand. They noticed them and waved, Mom and Jeff waved back with a smile, their lower halves obscured by the bushes and railing.

When they finally disentangled Mom went about cleaning up the mess on the porch and Jeff went upstairs to check on the baby. Everything felt better now that Mom wasn’t upset anymore.

–

Next day, Jeff and Mel were fucking in the kitchen. He had her bent over the dining room table and she had pulled her panties aside to give him access to her ass. She was moaning and clawing at the table as he fucked her. Just as things were starting to heat up and Jeff was gonna start calling Mel names, the front door opened and Mom and Pam walked in.

“Oh my fucking God!” Mom shouted covering her mouth in shock.

“Pull out!” Mel shouted, pushing back on Jeff until he pulled out of her.

Before Mom said anything else, Jeff walked over to her, his cock swaying back an forth, and took her by the hips, manouvering her to the other side of the table. Mel as stood up but was still facing them. Nobody seemed to know what to say.

Jeff put his hand on Mom’s back and she leaned forward. Moments later her dress was pushed over her hips, she didn’t resist and soon Jeff’s cock was pushing into her.

“Oh fuck.” She yelled, looking up at her sister. Both of them were red in the face and Mel couldn’t look away as Jeff fucked Mom over the table right opposite her. Pam was watching with her mouth agape and her hand had found its way into her pants.

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With the blessing of the author, I have created this version of the My Sister Eva by dezurtdawg. If you haven’t read that story I highly recommend it. All characters in sexual activities are 18 or older. Nitpickers, please accept that the narrative occasionally is first person from the POV of the main character and that the grammar is how I intended it to be. Thank you and I hope that you enjoy this story. Let me know what you think.

~ December 25th, Christmas Day ~

I knew that my aunt need not have fear for her life when mom came knocking on the door of the RV at 8:30 in the morning. My sister and cousin were still asleep, tired after the busy day yesterday. My mother informs us that she was the first to wake up and was surprised when she found the guest room her younger sister was supposed to be in empty and the bed not slept in. She made her way to the living room and found no trace of her there, nor in the kitchen. She then made an educated guess and crept down to my basement but was overly surprised to find it empty as well. Realizing there was only one other possibility she came out here and found us in our current state. When I saw mom through the window of the RV door (the glass is tinted so the outside can’t see in on this window) I opened the door as I was (naked) and allowed her in.

By this point in time, my mother wasn’t surprised to find her baby sister naked and cowering under the covers beside me. I swear I could feel her heart hammer against her chest with every step my mother took toward us. Her left arm was wrapped around my back and to comfort her I wrapped my right around her naked waist. Her succulent 36C tits were pushed into my right side until the moment my mother sat down at the foot of the RV bed. My mother must have been having fun as she stared intently at her sister.

“So…” My mom said with a long pause. “how was he?”

My aunt was actually taken aback. I tried to tell her mom wasn’t going to do anything to her but she just wouldn’t take my word for it. To further put my aunt at ease, even though she had seen a sample of it, I reach down and pull my mother from the end of the bed to us. Pushing the bedding off of my body I plant my mother on my crotch. She arranges her legs so that she is straddling me, grinding her (surprisingly) naked sex against my rod. I undo the sash of my mother’s robe and remove the garment from her shoulders revealing her naked upper body to my aunt. Once Bekkah’s bare breasts are free I pull her face to mine and we kiss hungrily. Her sister can only stare in dismay as I begin groping her left tit causing my mom to groan loudly and grind against my cock. Soon I am trailing my kisses to my mother’s ear before I began sucking on her neck, further darkening the hickey I keep maintained there. Only my younger girls have been allowed to let their hickey’s fade out as they are models and they don’t need to keep hiding the marks with makeup.

“Gah… get… dressed…” my mom manages to say to my aunt as I work over her neck. “Gahhh… go… make breakfast.”

My aunt doesn’t wait for my sister to change her mind about killing her. She scrambles out of the bed at the back of the RV and finds the clothes that I have selected for her She puts them on with haste and is out the door and on her way to the kitchen as fast as her legs will take her.

“Whatever happened to need our permission to bring new lovers into the fold?” My mom asks stopping me from having my wicked way with her.

“She caught us on video mom. I had to do something before she called the cops… or dad!” I state.

“Well… I guess that does constitute an emergency.” She relents.

Knowing roughly how long we had I rolled my mother onto her stomach, flipped up the skirt she is wearing, and finding no panties on to block my way I proceed to fuck my mother who has been deprived for the past two days of my cock. During our 30-minute fuck session I inform my mother exactly what happened, how I took her sister, how deprived her sister had been, and how well I made love to and fucked her. By the end of the story, my mother was not only not annoyed that I had inducted her sister into my harem but thanked me for doing so. Mom thought she had it bad until I told her that Uncle Ted hadn’t had sex with Aunt Jess for over 9 months.

“That’s just not right.” Mom said as she lay in my arms.

“And that’s why I made the executive decision to indoctrinate Jess into our group.”

Mom nodded briefly, thought about my story, and asked me the question she had on the top of her head. “So… did you take her up the ass?”

“I said I initiated her didn’t I!” Grinning like a Cheshire cat.

“Mmmm… I know for a fact she was an anal virgin. She has always been afraid to allow any guy back there.”

“Well, as I always save that for last she was too far gone to stop me really.”

Getting my mother’s hidden meaning I grabbed the tube of lube from the nightstand, coated my cock and her ass, and slide my monster cock into my mom’s favorite fuck hole. Mom purred as I fed her my cock now that her ass has been properly mezitli escort conditioned night after night to take me back there. As we are outside she doesn’t muffle her moans of lust as I pound her ass for the duration of our morning tryst.

“Oh, gawd… fuck me Dylan… fuck my ass!” She begs me

My cock is twitching inside her as she eggs me on.

“You are my personal butt slut Bekkah… no one loves it up the ass more than you!” I remind her.

“Oh, gawd… even… even though my ass… is in the shape of your cock… I can still feel you st… stretching me out… when you flex!”

Soon I am rapid-fire pounding my mother’s ass as her poor deprived body is overtaken by an Earth-shattering orgasm. I pull her back as my cock spews its seed into her bowels and I grope her 40DD tits as we kiss hungrily. As my uncle had hooked the RV up to the house’s water line mom decided to use the shower in the RV to wash the scent of our loving from her body. I departed the RV and made my way down the back to the basement where I then made my way upstairs nonchalantly and took my morning shower. As I made my way down the stairs fully dressed I was greeted by Amber who had arrived while I was cleaning up, Felicia who had just walked in before I got to the kitchen, and the rest of my family.

Breakfast was a quick affair as Felicia would be leaving to go catch her private flight before we knew it. Everyone helped clean up and then we made our way to the living room. As the man of the house, I was tasked with handing out the gifts and when everyone had their stacks we all began opening our presents. The one thing I noted from being the only guy in a house full of adult women… there were a LOT of clothes being exchanged. Last night the practical and fancy gifts were handed out, today… clothes.

“Hey, Dylan… you didn’t get anyone anything besides me…” Melissa states. She went out with the girls shopping so she was familiar with what was bought with the exception of what was bought for her.

“You don’t say…” I playfully reply. “Amber, can you come with me please.” Amber and I head to the basement and collect the presents that I have down there.

“What did you get me?” Amber asks as I hand her the first stack of wrapped gift boxes.

“You will see soon enough my love,” I state giving her a quick kiss and a loving pinch of her magnificent ass. With presents in hand, I allow Amber to take the lead (ladies first) and watch her lovely ass intently as we make our way back up the stairs to my family and loved ones.

Once back in the living room Amber hands my mother, aunt, and Melissa boxes. “But Dylan… you gave me my gift last night!” Melissa states.

Smiling I say, “That was only part of your gift sweet Melissa.” I say. “Once I came up with what I wanted to get everyone I needed to get each of you one.”

With that, I handed Felicia, Evie, and Amber their presents. “All right… open them.” I sit back on the couch and watch everyone open their presents.

The reactions I get are to be expected save for the one my aunt gives as her situation has changed in the last twelve hours. Amber, Evie, Felicia, and my mother all oooh and ahhh over their gifts. Inside all of the boxes is a matching three-piece lingerie set that includes a cage-style bra, with matching thong-style panties, and a matching garter belt. In addition to the three-piece set, I bought them the color-specific stockings to go with the set. I had four colors to choose from and matched them to each lady. The colors were Royal Blue, Burgandy Red, Shoreline Gray, and Hot Pink. I gifted Amber with Royal Blue, Felicia Burgandy Red, Evie with Hot Pink, and my mother with Shoreline Gray. However, as I like uniqueness and individuality I found someone to help me modify my aunt and cousins but we’ll get to that later.

My blushing aunt was flabbergasted that I had bought her lingerie, much less in her size. The one thing about all the time over the last month that I had learned living with a house full of women, was how to be sneaky. Getting Amber, Evie, and Felicia’s sizes was cake work as their clothes spent so much time on my floor that it was a simple matter of picking them up and writing down the numbers when they weren’t looking. Likewise, a simple trip into my mother’s room when she wasn’t around got me her sizes. Getting Mel and Jess’s sizes took a bit more work. For my aunt, I had a long conversation with my mother about women’s bodies, what she and her sister looked like as teens, and how their bodies matured once they had babies. Melissa, I had to wait for the Saturday after Thanksgiving. I knew while the girls were out that I wanted to get everyone lingerie but wanted to place one order. Fortunately, Melissa was the first to take a shower in the morning. I simply slipped into the bathroom next and wrote down the sizes of her bra and panties.

“Ummm… thanks,” Melissa says putting the lid back on the box. She was at a loss for words. She didn’t know what else to say in regard to getting probably the sexiest gift she has ever gotten midyat escort from a relative that wasn’t her mother or Evie.

“Yes, thank you, Dylan.” My aunt says. Melissa looks at her mother and sees the crimson blush on her face and more surprising… tears in her eye. Jessica is so touched by the gift she doesn’t realize that she puts the box down, and walks over to where I am sitting on the couch. She quickly straddles my crotch and I can feel her warm pussy through the panties that she is wearing. She wraps her arms around my neck and ignoring the gasp from Melissa leans in and kisses me like a woman kisses the man she loves.

“MOM! WHAT ARE YOU DOING!” Melissa screams at the top of her lungs.

To further show how much she doesn’t care about making a spectacle, Jess takes my left hand and places it on her ass for me to kneed. She then takes my right hand and moves it to her left tit. This is all too much for Melissa and she bolts from the living room, thunders up the stairs and we know exactly when she gets to the room she is occupying when the door slams shut.

“Well… this is new,” Evie says. My eyes are closed so I don’t know what kind of expression is being aimed at myself and Jess.

“Come on girls… let’s take out the garbage and I’ll tell you how this all came about,” Bekkah tells the trio.

“What about Melissa?” Evie asks.

“She needs to cool off honey. This…” My mother says pointing to Jess and me, “is a lot to absorb for her. Let her come to us when she’s ready… then we’ll deal with it.

When I hear the door close I take the opportunity to end the kiss with Jess who looks a bit faint from the lack of oxygen she is getting. “I take it you liked your gift?”

“Like it… I love it. It is the sexiest thing I have ever seen… but what happened to me being sexy as I am?” She asks.

“That’s an easy answer… you are absolutely sexy without needing lingerie to enhance your natural beauty. However, I do like looking at super sexy women in super sexy lingerie. That’s all there is to it.”

“Would you… would you like me to try it on for you?” My aunt bashfully asks.

“I would love for you to put your outfit on for me,” I reply. “But only if you really want to.”

When the door opens a short while later Bekkah leads Amber, Evie, and Felicia back into the room and the quartet stops in their tracks. Sitting on her knees to my left, looking like a goddess, is the alluring Jessica Chambers.

“Ohhh WOW!” The four women say in unison. It’s one thing to see sexy lingerie in a box. It’s another entirely to see it on a woman as striking as Jess is.

“Ladies… I think you’re a bit overdressed.” I announce.

The ladies look back and forth for all of a moment and mom was the first to go collect her box, remove the items contained within, and began stripping out of the clothes she was wearing.

“STOP!” Amber says to my mother before she can put anything on or before the others could get to their gifts. “Ladies, grab your presents. Jessica, please follow us.”

Amber leans over and kisses my cheek and says, “We’ll be back in a little bit.”

I watch as the sexiest train of ladies filed out of the room and up the stairs. The ladies were all gone for a short while during which time I decided to set up for what I was sure was going to be an amazing show. I figured at the very least I could use some of the footage on the girl’s website for a holiday special.

I hear the beginning of the song Santa Baby so with my multi-cameras all set up while they were gone, and I hit record just as the music kicks in. Amber had taken control of the Bluetooth speakers in the living room and the song fills the room. Amber is the first to enter and I swear my heart stopped as did my breathing. Obviously, the group had all changed into their Christmas gifts but for that added touch they had done a quick but fancy makeup and hair styling to go with it. Before having Evie my mother had thoughts of being a beautician and had even gone to school for it. But then she met dad and opted for being a full-time housewife. However, her skills were still there and Amber’s makeup enhanced her natural beauty but didn’t look like someone caked it on.

Amber sashays into the room and does a sexy spin before stopping in the center of the room and kneeling down. Next came Evie in her matching Hot Pink lingerie. She matched Amber’s movements only stopping just behind Amber and knelt just behind Amber to her left.

About this time the Santa Baby song ended but Amber must have set it up on loop as the song fades out for just a moment and fades back in which signals Felicia’s entrance. Felicia looks stunning in her Burgundy Red matching lingerie. As she hasn’t had too many cosplay opportunities since their last photo session in early November her hair coloring has gone back to its normal Chestnut brown hue and with her complexion she makes the lingerie look amazing. She moves to the right and kneels beside Evie placing her just behind Amber’s right side.

My mother, or Bekkah I have milas escort to remind myself briefly, enters wearing the Shoreline Gray version of the lingerie. As an older, more mature woman she is moving with all the grace and maturity that the younger women just didn’t have yet. She is popping her hips as she moves, particularly when she slowly spins about showing off her sexy ass for me and the cameras. As the fourth woman to join the group she moves behind Evie’s left side and the visual is like a human pyramid.

Last but certainly not least Jess enters in her lingerie. Originally I was planning to give her the same color as I gave my mother. However, I later decided to make hers unique. So, after finding someone good at dying clothes, I gave the lingerie to her and she dyed the once Shoreline Gray lingerie and transformed it into Black. I heard somewhere that when a woman wears Black lingerie, that she intends to have sex. As such, I gifted these to her and that was even before I learned that my poor aunt was so sex deprived. Jess moved just like my mother, popping her hips and showing off her ass which was the biggest of the quintet. I made sure to get some really nice good footage of her ass before she finishes her turn and takes her spot behind Felicia.

Jess taking her seat coincided with the end of the song and Amber pressed the power button on the tiny remote that she had concealed in the band of her garter belt (after all, who would be looking for a remote when you are looking at her other assets). The music stops and I stop my recording.

“Dylan, there is one last gift that the girls and I got you. Look behind the couch.” My mother says. Not really wanting another gift I do as I am told.

Moving the couch I find a small yet long box. Unwrapping my gift I open the box and inside I find a brand new SLR Digital Camera and a telephoto lens. I am speechless at the gift as I had mentioned to Amber that I was thinking about getting into photography so that I could be the one to take their photos. This would give me a second vocation and it would save us the photographer fees we currently pay for their cosplay sessions. I unbox my gift and see that the battery is already fully charged and the large-capacity memory card is formatted and ready to use.

“Well, Hunny… ready to give your new camera a whirl?” Bekkah asks me.

“As if you need to ask.”

For the next hour, I took photo after photo of the five lovely ladies in our living room. We took about a hundred different photos of each lady in various poses. Felicia went first as she was on a time crunch. we then took multi-woman photos of the quintet. As I snapped photos I wished that Melissa were here to partake in this but she had not emerged from seclusion and her mother said based on her temperament that she would be missing for quite some time.

As if to prove her mother wrong Melissa appeared from hiding and marched into the living room. She collected her present, grabbed my mother by the wrist, and pulled her up the stairs. We all looked at the pair until they vanished and it was Evie that said I should start taking photos of Jess until Melissa and Bekkah returned. I was just finishing up Jess’s set when my mother returned. She asked everyone to resume the pyramid formation which the ladies all did. Amber handed me the remote and once I had the video back to the spot where the music faded out I resumed the recording session and into the room sashayed Melissa.

Much like her mother I had bought Mel a Shoreline Gray lingerie set and had the same woman dye her set a different color. I decided on a Dark Purple coloring as it is one of her favorite colors (she shifts between Purple, Red, Emerald Green, and Royal Blue). The dark color was a nice contrast to her normally pale skin. I could tell she was putting on a show for Felicia’s benefit as she was leaving and didn’t want to be left out of the photos. To someone not in the know, they would never guess that Melissa had a fit within the last hour and had worked herself into a rage.

Once the video was made we took various group photos of the sextet together and in various pairings. We stopped only when Felicia’s alarm went off signaling she had to pack up and get ready for her flight. Evie and Amber went with Felicia while I took photos of Melissa in various poses. Melissa knew about the Dangerous Curves website having been told about it over the Thanksgiving website and asked me if I was going to be posting the photos and video to the site.

“Yes. Amber, Evie, and Felicia’s photos will be going onto the site.” I answered.

“What about Aunt Rebecca, mom’s… and mine?”

“I didn’t plan on it. Those were taken for fun and our personal viewing.”

Melissa was quiet about that. I kinda sensed that she was hoping I would put the photos on the website but again, I didn’t intend to. While I am the web manager the site content is determined by the three professional cosplayers. A fact that I relay to Mel. As it is getting close to lunchtime Mom is having so much fun modeling that she doesn’t feel like cooking. Aunt Jess agrees with that notion so the pair decide to order pizza for us from the one pizzeria. Aunt Jess runs up the stairs and asks Evie and Amber what kind of pizza they would like while I take photos of Bekka looking like the little slut she is. Mel is blushing at the lewd poses my mom is doing.

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Everyone has that one that got away. The one that you regret letting escape, whether it’s just a date or marriage.

Mine oddly enough was my cousin Linda. She was a short one, only 5 foot 3 inches tall. She was plain when it came to her facial features and she didn’t help herself any when it came to the choice of glasses she wore. She had the ugliest electric blue cats paw glasses you’d ever seen. They made her look like a damn librarian at 18.

The rest of her was nice. She was an actual blonde and had a nice tight ass and firm C cup tits that were usually hidden away. All of that though got overlooked due to her plain features though.

Mom came to me one day and told me, “I need a favor from you Chris.”

“What do you need Mom?” Mom and I were fucking each other’s brains out at that time so I immediately started getting hard expecting some fun. “Aren’t you overdressed for a favor?”

“It’s not that.” Mom shook her head smiling. “It’s yours cousin Linda. She doesn’t have a date for her prom and I’d appreciate it if you could take her.”

I really wasn’t sure about that. I knew my cousin had never had a date which meant one thing. She was a virgin and in our hometown it was tradition to lose that on prom night. I didn’t have an issue fucking family, but Linda was another story. She was cute but I had no attraction to her whatsoever.

I told Mom about my concerns. “I get that Chris but she’s your cousin. She needs to experience this. Everyone should go to prom no matter what.” Mom gave me a smile and added, “Besides, I’m betting I can make it worth your while.”

I watched Mom as she knelt in front of me and undid the buttons on her shirt, freeing those huge tits. My resolve started to fail as Mom reached up and undid my jeans, pulling out my hard cock. She looked up, smiled and opened her mouth sucking me right in. I watched that hot mouth as it traveled the length of my shaft and knew right then that I’d agree to the deal.

A few minutes later my cock throbbed and shot Mom’s mouth full of cum. After she gulped down my seed she looked up. “Do we have a deal?”

I nodded. “It’s a deal Mom.”

“Good. Now go ask your cousin out.”

So after zipping back up and taking a long look at Mom’s incredible tits I did just that. I climbed in my car and headed one town over to see Linda.

She lived on the lake at that time. Her family was a hard working family that wasn’t wealthy by any means. But oddly enough they had a place right next to what could be called the Taj Mahal of places on that lake. I never figured out how they managed that and it was quite a contrast really. Several huge mansions were there all owned by the same person and then their little beat up place. All my life it has made me wonder.

My timing was perfect that day. I pulled into the driveway just as she came walking out in a t-shirt and shorts. I saw Linda wave as she called out, “Hey Chris!”

I smiled and waved as I parked. Climbing out of my car I walked over to her. “How’s it going Linda?”

“Not bad at all. I thought I’d get some sun for a change today.”

I nodded. That wasn’t a bad idea. She rarely did that and she was the palest person I’d ever seen.

“That’s probably not a bad idea. Aren’t you worried about getting a farmers tan though? What if you have to wear something sleeveless or off the shoulder sometime?”

She smiled at my words. “I don’t really see that happening Chris. I haven’t got anything like that planned right now. I’m not even going to prom.”

“Actually, that’s why I’m here. How would you like to go? I can guarantee your date will be tall and devastatingly good looking.”

She didn’t even get it right away. “Who would that be?” I laughed and got up to walk to my car. “Where are you going?”

“I’m going to slink home with my tail between my legs.”

It registered then with her. “Oh! You meant you didn’t you?” I laughed and nodded. “I’m sorry.”

“Don’t worry about it.” I was laughing at that point so she knew there were no hard feelings. “I kind of set myself up for that one anyway.” The question was still unanswered though. So with a smile I asked, “So what do you think? Would you mind being escorted to your prom by your cousin?”

“Wait right here a minute.” She stood up and walked back inside coming out a few minutes later with a bikini top on. She sat back down and smiled at me. “I’d love to go with you Chris and you’re right. A tan like I was going to get would look funny.”

So my plain Jane cousin had a date for her prom. We started talking about what we were going to wear and what the night was going to entail. Linda surprised me by telling me she already had a dress.

“Really? You didn’t have a date but you’ve got a dress? That’s different.”

“I know but I couldn’t resist it. Come on in and take a look at it.”

I followed her in and she led me to a bag hanging on a door. When she unzipped it my jaw dropped.

“Oh my God. Where did you find that?”

It was simply the most amazing dress I’d mersin escort ever seen. It was silk and an ivory color. It looked like something out of the 1950s or 60s. I knew just from looking at it that it was going to look incredible on her.

“I got it at the vintage clothing store. I couldn’t pass it up. Isn’t it amazing?”

“It really is. It reminds me of something, but I just can’t place it right now.”

Linda smiled. “I know what it is.” She took a deep breath and then in a breathy voice she started to sing. “Happy birthday to you…..”

“That’s it!” It registered immediately then. Marilyn Monroe singing Happy birthday. “That’s what it reminds me of.”

“I know. Me too. It doesn’t have all the beading on it, but that’s what I thought of when I saw it too. And it fits perfectly.”

She covered it back up then and we went back outside. I was impressed. My cousin had fantastic taste and I was betting that even being as plain as she was I was going to have a stunning date for her prom.

We sat and talked a bit more until it was time for me to go. I found myself walking toward my car reluctantly and as I got there I turned back to her on impulse.

“Hey Linda. Would you like to go out tomorrow night?”

I saw her think about it before she asked, “Do you mean like friends or like an actual date?”

“I’m thinking like a date, but let be explain that.” She nodded so I continued.

“Going to the prom with your cousin is sort of like getting a New Year’s Eve kiss from your Mom. Know what I mean?”

“Yeah, I get it.”

“I think we should be more familiar than that. I don’t want you to be uncomfortable when we’re dancing a slow dance together. I want you to remember your prom as a wonderful fun night and not as the night your cousin took you.”

Linda looked impressed at that. “That’s actually a good idea Chris. My God you do have a sensitive side.”

*Just don’t tell anyone that. You’ll ruin my reputation.”

We both laughed at that. “So dinner and a movie tomorrow night then?”

Linda nodded smiling. “It’s a date.”

*Perfect. I’ll see you about 5 then.”

We had a wonderful night the next evening. After dinner we took in the late show just because we were both enjoying each other’s company. I found out that was her first date, and it surprised me. She explained though. “Mom and Dad told me I couldn’t date until I was 18. Then when I was, there wasn’t anyone interested.”

We headed home after the movie and out of the corner of my eye I could see her smiling to herself. I finally glanced over and raised an eyebrow as I asked her a simple question. “What?”

“I really enjoyed tonight Chris. Thank you.”

“Hey, it’s not every night I get to go out with someone that intrigues me like you do. And I didn’t even know that until this evening.”

She smiled and said, “Sorry I jumped though when you put your arm around me in the theatre. It was the whole cousin thing.”

“It’s no problem. Like I said, I’m not looking at us as cousins tonight. You’re a fascinating girl that I was lucky enough to get to go out with me. So this was a date.”

She obviously understood. I gave her a small smile and said, “Give me your hand.”

She looked confused but did. I wrapped her hand in mind and held hands with her the rest of the way to her place.

The house was dark when we pulled into the driveway. I parked and shut off the car, turning to look at her.

“I really had a good time tonight Linda. Thank you for that. I haven’t enjoyed myself that much in quite a while.”

“I did too Chris.” Her voice was soft when she asked, “So is that it?”

“Pretty much unless you’d like a goodnight kiss.”

She didn’t answer and I frowned slightly. “Linda, have you ever kissed a guy before?”

She shook her head looking down at her lap. “No. Everything tonight has been a first for me.”

I reached over and tipped her head back up. “Then I’d be proud to be the first guy you kiss. Are you good with that?”

She tried to smile and nodded gently. “After all, it’s a date, right?”

“You’re absolutely right.” I leaned over then, moving closer to her face. I saw her eyes close just before mine did. Then my lips found hers for her very first kiss.

She may have never kissed a guy before, but the passion she put into that simple kiss was electric. I found myself reacting physically the way I’d usually react when I was about to get laid. My heart was racing and my cock was hard as a rock.

I broke off the kiss and leaned back slightly. I saw her eyes open, staring into mine.

“Linda, I really want to kiss you again. And I mean really kiss you.”

She nodded again and this time I did exactly that. Our lips touched a few times before my mouth opened and my tongue traced a line across her lips. She got the hint and did the same.

At that point I was essentially making out with my virgin cousin, which was strange on several levels. It got stranger moments later when she moved merter escort closer and put a hand out to lean on my thigh. She missed and that soft little hand came down right on my hard cock completely by accident.

Linda jerked backwards and immediately started apologizing. “Oh my God Chris! I’m so sorry!”

“Linda, it’s not a problem. It’s ok. It was an accident. I get that.” I smiled at her a and decided to tease her a bit. “It was an accident wasn’t it?”

“Of course it was!” Then she saw I was smiling and she finally laughed herself. As she shook her head I told her, “I know how we can make things even though.”

“And how’s that?”

I reached out and cupped one of those nice tits. She jerked in surprise as I told her, “Now we’re even.”

Linda was smiling as I removed my hand. I gave her a grin and said, “You’ve had a lot of firsts tonight haven’t you?”

“I have and I’ve had a lot of fun doing it.”

I nodded my agreement. “So how would you like to do this again tomorrow night?”

“As cousins or as a date again?”

“That’s up to you. I’d love to take you on another date. Hell, I’d love to take you on a lot of them. But it’s up to you. Here’s what I’m going to do. I’ll dress nicely and come over. If you get dressed up I’ll consider it a date. If not we’re just cousins hanging out. How’s that sound?”

“That’s fair.” She leaned over and kissed me softly again. “See you tomorrow then.”

When I got there the next night Linda was wearing a wonderful pair of slacks and a silky blouse. I found myself happy that another date was at hand.

After dinner together again we decided to hang out at the park and talk. We were shooting the breeze about everything when Linda said, “I’ve been wondering something Chris.”

“What’s on your mind Linda?”

It was getting dark at that time but I could still see her blush when she asked, “About last night. Are all guys, well you know. Are all guys that………. big?”

I smiled at her question. “No Linda, they’re not. I’m bigger than most. You just happened to accidentally find that out. Guys come in all shapes and sizes.”

I saw her nod. “Can I ask why you were so hard right then?”

“To be honest that surprised me too. Just kissing someone doesn’t usually do that for me. I was as surprised as you were about that. But you’re an incredible kisser Linda. You put your heart and soul into it.”

“So what usually does that for you? On a date that is?”

“That really depends Linda. On what’s going to happen that night. That’s usually the thing that gets me going like that.”

She didn’t quite understand that, and it put me in the awkward position of having to explain sex to my cousin.

“I guess the easiest way to tell you is just to say it. Sometimes when I’m out with a girl, it’s not to get to know her. At least not like I’m getting to know you. You remember that girl I dated named Sue?”

Linda nodded. “I dated her for one reason. The day I asked her out I caught her sunbathing topless.”

“So you saw her that way then.”

“I did and she didn’t cover up.” I was hoping she’d catch my meaning and she did.

“So you dated her just because you wanted to fuck her?”

I nodded, a bit surprised that she’d used that term. She was right though. With Sue I just wanted to get laid and so did she. I told Linda that too and she nodded. “I can see that with her. But what about me? What runs through your head when you’re out with me like this?”

“Quite a few things Linda. And some of them surprise me.”

“Like what?” She looked at me and asked a loaded question. “What would you be thinking about right now Chris? If we weren’t cousins that is?”

We were sitting at a picnic table then and after a moments thought I got up and walked around to her side, sitting down by her.

“I guess Linda I’d be thinking about kissing you again. I’d be remembering how your lips felt on mine and how incredible it was.” I smiled and reminded her of something then. “And remember, we’re not cousins tonight. We’re on a date.”

I saw her smile in the growing darkness. “That’s right, we are.” She turned to face me then. I could feel the tension growing as she looked at me. Then that soft voice told me, “Kiss me Chris.”

I was all too happy to feel those lips under mine again, and I did with passion. I was surprised to feel her lips part and her tongue slip into my mouth again. I almost laughed to myself as she placed both hands on my thighs, making sure to stay well away from my now hard cock.

We sat there necking for quite a while. When we finally broke off the kiss both of us were almost panting. She laid her head on my shoulder then and whispered, “Is that all?”

“Not usually. Do you really want to find out Linda? Do you really want to know what happens next?”

She stunned me by nodding again. “I can always say stop Chris. Or no. Isn’t that right?”

“It is.” My cousin was giving me the green light, at least sort of. merzifon escort So I kissed her again and then leaned into her, whispering in her ear.

“This is what would usually happen next.” I kissed her again and this time my fingers went to the buttons on that silky blouse. Her body was shaking gently as I undid them one by one, slowly moving lower as our tongues danced in each other’s mouths. I didn’t undo them all. I unbuttoned just enough of them to gain access to those C cup tits of hers. My right hand went to her cheek and then slowly slid down across her soft throat slowly moving lower. I felt the gentle swell of her breast and Linda leaned back from me then. I was expecting her to stop me but she didn’t. Looking at her I saw her eyes were closed and her mouth was open. She was enjoying the sensations at that point.

Luck was with me that night. Linda was wearing a front latch bra, so I undid it with ease and slid one cup aside, capturing her full firm tits with my hand. When my palm slid across her rock hard nipple she gasped softly, but didn’t stop me.

I pulled her shirt open a bit wider and captured one hard nipple between my teeth. I nipped it gently, making her moan before my tongue teased it and I sucked it into my mouth. Linda was panting by then, and I stopped at that point.

“I think we should go for a ride Linda.”

She nodded and slipped her bra off before buttoning her shirt up just enough to be legal. After getting to the car I hurried to my usual parking place and the fun began again. She slipped her shirt off that night and I saw my cousin topless for the first time. We were kissing again and my hands were playing with every inch of those delectable tits when her hand moved uncertainly. It went back to my thigh, started to slide up a bit and then stopped.

I leaned back and smiled at her. “Girls can explore too Linda. Feel free to try anything you want. I mean that.”

She nodded and leaned back in to kiss me. This time her hand didn’t stop. It slipped higher and higher until she found the bulge in the front of my pants. She stopped, my cloth covered cock under her hand.

“What do I do now Chris?” She really had no clue at that point.

I smiled. “Move your hand gently. Want me to show you?”

She nodded so I covered her hand with mine and started moving it so she was stroking me gently. I sat back to enjoy the feeling of her stroking her first hard cock. She was watching her hand as she explored me, seeing it slide along my length.

“So what do the girls do now Chris?”

“That depends on the girl really.”

“What would Sue do now?”

“She’s not a good example Linda. Sue would have sucked me off once already and by now she’d be naked and we’d be fucking. So she’s not really a good example for you.”

I watched her hand sliding over me right then. “Other girls though would probably unzip my pants and reach inside.”

Linda nodded and to my surprise she did just that. Her trembling fingers managed to get my zipper down and then slipped inside my pants finding my hard cock right there. I heard her gasp again as her soft hand wrapped around me.

“Chris, this thing is as big as the ones in the videos.”

“Wait a minute.” I looked at her then and asked, “What do you mean videos?”

She blushed again and pulled her hand free, reaching into her purse. She pulled out her phone and opened the browser. I saw a popular porn site on it. Her search was listed on top and it said “first time”. She got some interesting responses from that.

I looked at her smiling like the cat that ate the canary. “Which one is your favorite Linda?”

She blushed again but didn’t hesitate. She scrolled down to one that had a brother and sister on it. The sister was jerking her brother off, and we watched it together. I had to admit it was pretty hot. It got better after she made him cum. In the next scene she was naked and on all fours with her brother fucking her from behind.

“And that one’s your favorite?” I was impressed. I hadn’t expected that one from her.

Linda nodded, shutting her phone down and putting it back in her purse. “I’ve got to tell you something though Chris.”

I waited wondering what was coming next. “That one’s my favorite Chris, but I don’t think you and I are going to do that.” She paused, choosing her words carefully. “First of all there’s the cousin thing. We ignore it on our dates, but I’m not sure I could get over that. I’m not a virgin either Chris. I have a toy for watching videos and I got carried away one night and that was gone. But I’ve never done any of this before and I’m thinking I want to save myself for the man I marry.”

“I get it. I’m kind of your test boyfriend in other words.”

She nodded. “Are you disappointed?”

“A little bit Linda. I’ve had some unusual feelings since we started dating. I could very easily spend a lot of time with you and develop real feelings for you. I’m glad you told me this now though.”

“Why?”

“Because we’re just experimenting now. And I’m good with that.” I smiled and turned to her my pants still undone. “Now where were we?”

Linda ended up learning how to handle a hard cock that evening. She was amazed when I shot my load for her. My cum covered her hands and she just stared at it dripped down across her fingers.

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My wife’s sister and brother in law needed help. My wife sent me.

“Honey, how long have we been married?” My wife asked me.

“You’re asking me?” I asked, “Baby, I struggle to remember our anniversary.”

“very funny.” she said, “How long?”

“five years. Why?”

“So, If I asked you to do something that required a huge leap in trust. Would you trust me enough to do it?”

“Sorry Melissa, but I need a clue?” I asked

“Would you trust me enough to do what I ask?” she asked me

“Simple question Honey. Yes, or no?”

I got a bad feeling that this was going to land me in a load of shit up to my ears. “OK, Baby, what is it?”

“No Honey, I first need an answer. Would you trust me?”

“OH MY GOD. I can see you turning my whole world upside down here. Please Baby, tell me it is not illegal or something that is going to get anybody hurt.”

“You have my word Honey, it’s not illegal, and nobody will be hurt. In fact I believe the opposite is true.”

“OK, I trust you. What is it you want me to do?”

“Make love to my sister.”

“WHAT THE FUCK?” I yelled.

“Listen to me.”

“FUCK NO.” I said, “You only have one sister, and Angie is married to my best friend Jack.”

“You said nobody gets hurt. Jack would get hurt big time.”

“DAMN IT BILL, will you listen to me. You said you would trust me.”

“I know I did, but that was before you told me you wanted me to cheat on you, cuckold my friend, and fuck your sister.”

“STOP. ENOUGH.” she shouted, “I want you to listen to me.”

“You will not FUCK my sister, as you so crudely put it. You will make love to her. The same way you do to me. With love and tenderness. You will do it because she needs you to, and because your friend, Jack, needs you to.”

“You will not be cuckolding Jack in the true sense either. Your friend Jack needs help to start a family. His seed is not viable, and they cannot afford the IVF program. Not to mention the fact that the program means they have no idea who fathered Angie’s baby.”

“You and Jack look so much alike that nobody would ever question whether the baby was his.”

“and lastly, you will not be cheating on me. Cheating on me would require you to do something either without my knowledge, or without my consent, and since this is both with my knowledge, and with my consent. It is not cheating.”

“Mel, seriously?”

“Bill, seriously. I want us to do this for my sister and for your friend.”

“and you don’t have any reservations about your husband sleeping with your sister?”

“No Bill, None. Because I know that my husband loves me and will always be true and faithful to me, and because I know that my sister loves me, and loves her husband, and would not have asked me to do this if there was any other way.”

“I cannot believe I am even considering this.”

“Admit it Honey, You know Angie is hot, and you will enjoy it. Not to mention you have a huge impregnation fetish.” My wife said, “When was the last time you walked past a pregnant woman at the local shops without getting a hard on?”

“Yeah, Sorry Baby, never.”

“See, this is all good. You’ll see.”

Next weekend we went over to Jack and Angie’s house for dinner.

Angie was Mel’s younger sister, she was twenty four, and Mel was twenty six.

Jack and I had been mates since high school. We were both twenty six the same as Mel, in fact the three of us all had our birthdays within three weeks of each other

We pulled into the front yard, and Jack came out to meet us. The first thing he did was give me a big, man hug. “Bill, I’m sorry Man. I hear you and Mel had a big blue last week. I feel guilty for being the cause of it. You two never fight.”

“Not your fault man. There was probably no way that Mel could have dropped that bombshell without me losing my cool over it.”

“Will this help to compensate you Bill” Angie called from the door.

I looked up at my sister in law. She was stood at the front door, wearing a skin tight white t-shirt, with no bra, and skin tight white shorts, with no knickers. Her nipples, and her very nice camel toe both in plain view through the thin material. I stepped up onto the verandah and took her in my arms. “It’s a good start.” I said, kissing her gently on the lips like I usually do.

“Jack and I really are sorry Bill, but none of us could think of a way to open this can of worms without making you squirm.”

“Yeah, it’s OK, I just didn’t react well when Mel hit me with the information. I’m all right with it now.”

“I know. If I wasn’t with Jack and You weren’t with Mel. You and I would be fucking each others brains out every day of the week, Because mecidiyeköy escort we have always had the hots for each other.”

“I had hoped nobody would notice, and I didn’t know you felt the same way.”

“Everybody noticed, and you are the only one who didn’t know I felt the same way.”

Jack and Mel were both standing there nodding their heads. Jack said, “Only reason I didn’t shoot you was because I knew I didn’t have to.”

Mel said, “And that is the only reason I didn’t tell Jack to shoot you.”

“So, let me get this straight. You all know I’m madly in love with Angie, but now you want to throw me into bed with her?”

“Honey. I have to make a confession. Jack, Angie, and I have talked about this more than you know.” She looked at me, “and we all realize that the way you and Angie feel about each other, we may all need to accept the fact that we may never be able to go back to our normal relationships after this is over.”

I looked at them in turn, my wife, my best friend, and my sister in law. “Yet you are all OK with this?” I asked “I can’t even begin to process what you must all be thinking.”

“Jack, are you really willing to chance losing your wife, just so she can have a child, fathered by a man she is in love with.”

“No, I’m not, and I don’t believe I will. Yes, Angie loves you. But she also loves me, and I don’t think she would leave me for you.”

“Angie, You love me, and you want me to father your child, are you going to be able to let the father of your child go, and return to Jack after this is over.”

“Yes. No. I don’t know. I love you, and after this, I may never be able to let you go, but I will never leave Jack, which is why Mel said we may never be able to return to normal,after this.”

“Mel, Baby, have you thought about what could happen here. If any one of us doesn’t do what you expect. You could risk losing everything.”

“I don’t believe so. I believe we all love each other, and would never do anything to hurt each other.” she said.

“I honestly believe that we will not be able to go back to life as we knew it before this. But I don’t believe any of us is risking anything, In fact we may all gain something. “

Angie linked her arm through mine. “Bill take a walk with me, I think we need to talk.”

She led me away. We went and sat out by the pool in the back yard.

“Bill, I know you aren’t the quickest when it comes to understanding human emotions, I want to help you understand. You do know that Jack and Mel love each other too, don’t you?”

“OK now you are just trying to make all this into some sort of fantasy island theme.”

“No Honey, I’m just pointing out things that you may not have seen. They love each other, just as you and I love each other. If you and I ran away together, they would be together within a week. Honey, No matter what happens, all four of us will be OK, and nobody will be the loser. Please try to understand that.”

“Lets go back, I need to talk to Mel.”

We walked back inside and joined Jack and Mel, who had now moved inside to the lounge room.

“Mel, Baby, can I ask you something?” I asked “You asked me to trust you. I now need you to be totally honest with me.”

“Of course, Honey, Without total honesty this whole thing would not be able to happen.”

“If Angie and I were to run away together, What would happen to you and Jack?”

“Honestly?” she asked

“Yes of course, honestly!”

“I think we would end up together within a week of you two leaving.” She said “Jack and I love each other just as much as you and Angie do. Which is why I am so confident that there will be no losers.”

Jack walked over and put his hand on my shoulder. “Bill, You’re not ready for this yet, you need more time. Take Mel. Go home, and take as much time as you need to either accept, or reject what we have proposed.”

Angie came to me and pressed her hard nipples into my chest, and rubbed her camel toe against my thigh. “I’m here, if and when you decide to accept the proposal” She whispered in my ear.

Mel said, “Sis, if you don’t get your hands off my man I’m going to go Donkey Kong on your butt.”

She was sort of laughing when she said it. “I’m sorry” I said “I will let you know in a few days.”

Mel and I got in the car and headed home. “Honey, I really am sorry.” she said “this has all been a lot for you to process.”

“I’m sorry too baby, I’m just used to my life being simple and organized.”

We went to bed, tangled up together in a ball, and went to sleep.

Next morning I was up at the crack of dawn as usual.

I got up and made coffee. I thought about last nights conversations. I love Angie, and Angie loves me. Mel loves Jack, and Jack loves Mel. I love Mel, and Mel loves me. Angie loves Jack, and Jack loves Angie. Is there a way that anybody could lose? I couldn’t think of a single way.

I poured the coffee, and took two mugs back to bed. “Hey woman, Coffees up.” I called

Mel poked her head out from under the melikgazi escort blanket. “My, don’t you sound chirpy this morning.”

I went over and kissed her, and handed her a mug of coffee. “I’ve had time to think,” I said

“Oh?”

“I can’t see any way for anybody to lose. If it all goes to plan we will all go back to life as normal, if it doesn’t go to plan, then the plans will change, but we will still all end up with somebody we love.”

“That was what we needed you to understand.” she said

“we all knew that already. Trust me honey, I do believe we will all end up staying married as before. And we are free to make changes if we need to.”

I picked up my mobile. Hitting speed dial I waited, a tired voice finally grumbled into the other end.”gghhhrrr, this is Angie, who are you and what the fuck do you want at this time of the morning.”

“Hi Angie, it’s Bill, I’ve had time to think, and I’m looking forward to getting my hands on your very beautiful butt.”

She squealed with delight, and woke Jack up.

Mel put her coffee down and wrapped her arms around me, “I love you.”

The next weekend we went back over to Angie and Jack’s place again.

Angie met us at the door wearing the same outfit as the week before. “I wore this because I knew you’d like it.” she said hugging me tightly. Then to Mel, “do I know your husband or what, He’s getting a hard on already.”

Both of them burst into peals of laughter. Then said in unison “A hard man is good to find!”

Jack came out onto the verandah. “Bill, come in, let me get you a beer.”

Jack and I sat in the men’s shed drinking a beer. “Mate, are you sure you are OK with this now?” Jack asked.

“I am, I just had to get it all straight in my head. Abnormal, non monogamous relationships have a bad reputation for not going well. I just needed to know that if that happened we would all be OK, and nobody would get hurt.”

After we finished our beers, Jack and I went back out to join the girls. Jack said to Mel, “The local pub serves a really good meal. Care to join me for dinner?”

Mel looked at me, I nodded, she looked at Angie, who also nodded. “I’d like that Jack, let me just freshen up, and I’ll be ready to go.”

When she came back from the bathroom, Mel came to me and kissed me hard, then looked up into my eyes to see if I was OK. I smiled down at her, and the smile must have reached my eyes too. She nodded, reached up and kissed me again, “I’ll see you later.” she said.

Mel linked her arm through Jack’s and they left the house.

Angie and I looked at each other across the lounge room. Neither of us spoke, we just looked at each other for a full minute. Then slowly we each walked the few steps needed to meet each other, and wrapped our arms around each other in a gentle, loving embrace.

Angie slid her hand down my back and slid it down my arm, reaching for my hand.

With my hand in hers she looked into my eyes, and then slowly retreated backwards down the hall to the bedrooms, pulling me gently behind her, and not once letting her eyes leave mine.

I followed her, with my eyes locked to hers. We still had not said a word.

Angie led me into a spare room, not the room she shared with Jack, and not the room Mel and I would usually stay in, but one of the other spare rooms.

It had been a room full of junk, a sewing desk, and a study desk. Now it was a bedroom, with a double bed, a wardrobe, and a couple of bedside cabinets. I couldn’t help thinking they really had planned for this.

Angie stopped in the middle of the floor and looked up at me. She slid her hands up my arms and around my neck. Then slowly drew me down so her lips could meet mine. She gently mashed her lips against mine. Moving and manipulating my lips until I started to part them. Then she gently slid her tongue into my mouth and explored my tongue with hers. I love soft sensual kisses, and my sister in law knew how to do soft and sensual kisses. She had her arms around my neck, pulling my head down to her. I had one of mine around her waist gently pulling her lower belly against my now raging cock, and my other arm around her back, pulling her breasts and hard little nipples firmly against my chest. We continued to stand there in the middle of the room, with our tongues getting to know each other intimately.

Angie let go of my neck and slid her arms around to my front, slowly she started to unbutton my shirt, and slide it off my shoulders. She let it fall to the floor. Then she knelt down in front of me and unbuckled my belt, before unclipping and unzipping my jeans. She slid my jeans down my legs and lifted each of my feet in turn to get the jeans off me. Running her hands slowly back up my legs she hooked her thumbs into the waistband of my boxers. With her face directly in front of my cock, she slid the boxers down until my cock bounced free. Right in front of her waiting mouth.

Without hesitation my sister in law sucked my cock into her mouth. She took about half in, then slid it back out, meram escort and suckled on the head. I jerked and quivered. I tangled my fingers in her hair and gently pulled her face forward again. She again slid my cock into her mouth, again only about half of it. Her mouth was hot, and wet, I wanted to wrap my hands around her head and fuck her throat. I was so hard it hurt. I swear Angie was playing with me. She had to know how hard my cock was.

She kept going the same way, suck half in, then slide it back out, and suck just the head.

I couldn’t take any more. I needed to ram my cock down her throat and blow my load of cum down her throat. Instead I reached down and lifted her back up. I took the hem of her t-shirt in my hands, and slowly, almost reverently lifted the shirt to reveal her naked breasts. With her t-shirt off I bent and gently sucked a nipple into my mouth. Angie’s hands went to the back of my head and she pulled my mouth firmly against her breast. I sucked her nipple and as much breast as I could fit, into my mouth. She reached down and took my hand and guided it up to the other breast. I cupped her in my hand, her breasts were soft, and warm, yet firm enough to stand up all by themselves. Still sucking on one nipple I took the other and gently squeezed the nipple with my fingers. Angie pressed her breasts into my hand, and into my mouth.

I lavished attention to both breasts equally, sucking one and playing with the other, then swapping sided. Angie was moaning with pleasure. My attention to her breasts was driving her towards her first orgasm.

She grabbed my hands, and guided them to the front of her shorts. I undid the button, and pulled the zip down. Then peeled the shorts down over her hips. I had to release her breast from my mouth so I could move the shorts down her legs.

As soon as I got my face down there I noticed the big wet patch on the shorts, saw her juices glistening along the center of her pussy, and small strings of it dripping down to catch on her thighs.

I dipped my head toward my sister in law’s dripping wet pussy. I could smell her arousal, and feel the heat radiating from her. I finished sliding her shorts down and off her legs, then I sucked her pussy into my mouth. Angie exploded instantly. Her pussy gushed a wave of juices out into my mouth, and she screamed her climax out loud. Then her body just started to collapse. She would have fallen if I hadn’t caught her.

I lowered her onto the bed. She wrapped her arms around me and pulled me down with her.

With my body lying on top of hers, I reveled in the feel of her firm naked breasts pressed against my chest, and her hard nipples poking into me. Her hips were pressed against mine. I could feel my cock pressed against her. It was amazing being able to feel the heat from her pussy, all along the length of my cock.

I felt Angie’s hand slide down between us, felt her wrap her fingers around the shaft of my cock, and rub the head up and down between her pussy lips. It was hot, and it was wet, and I wanted to feel it wrapped around every inch of my cock. She guided me to her entrance with one hand, and pressed down on my butt with the other hand. I sank my cock into her, slowly but without any let up, I continued to push myself deeper into my sister in laws, hot, wet depths.

I was buried in my sister in law as far as I could go. All eight inches of me could feel all of her hot, wetness wrapped around it. I could just feel the entrance to her cervix gently sitting against the head of my cock. I was in heaven. I didn’t want to move from this place deep inside her.

Angie pulled my head down to her and kissed me. Again sensually and deeply exploring my mouth.

As she kissed me she started to slowly buck her hips up to meet me. I guess her idea of heaven and mine differed. I slowly started to thrust into her. Reveling in the wonderful feel of it each time I bottomed out inside her hot pussy.

We continued to make love like that. Slowly, gently, sensually, and still not a word had been spoken.

I was stroking slowly in and out with the head of my cock bottoming out inside her pussy with every stroke. I could feel the tip of my cock gently touch the mouth of her cervix with every stroke.

Angie was starting to buck harder to meet each thrust. She was moaning into my mouth each time I bottomed out, and digging her nails into my back. Raking my back. She needed to cum, I wanted to cum with her.

We worked towards bringing each other to a peak. I could feel her contracting the muscles in her pussy. Grabbing my cock each time I withdrew from her depths. Her moans and grunts were getting louder, and more urgent. I was starting to grunt as I got closer. I reached up with one hand and reached down with my mouth. Simultaneously I pinched one nipple and gently sank my teeth into the other. Angie exploded into a screaming orgasm. I sank my cock into her as far as I could go and released my cum deep inside her. I could feel jet after jet of my cum hitting her cervix while I was pressed against it.

After we stopped cumming we lay there, with our arms wrapped tightly around each other, and her legs still wrapped tightly around my waist. We gently, softly kissed. Not the deep hungry kisses of earlier, but loving, sensual kisses. Angie pulled her mouth away from mine, and looked into my eyes. “Thank you.” she said. “That was beautiful.”

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The last few weeks have been super awkward. Mom and dad split up about a year ago and it seems she’s finally ready to get back in the game, which is all to be expected and I understand her process…what I didn’t expect was for her to start bringing women home. The first few times I didn’t really know what to make of it, she’d just have random beautiful women over for meals or to spend the night and I mostly ignored it. But then, she met Kelly.

Kelly was the most amazing women I had ever seen, mid height at 5’5 with long flowing red hair, ample breasts with nipples that often peaked at me through her top as she was not motivated to wear a bra. Her best feature however was her beautiful ass and massive thighs. I don’t know if she was a cyclist, a swimmer or something of that nature but her lower half was statuesque.

With Kelly practically living with us now, my cock was hard all the time. I could always hear her and my mother up in the room tussling about and moaning as they enjoyed each other’s bodies and it drove me wild. Kelly knew this too as she would often bend over right in front of me, pushing her toned butt into my cock, as I felt its softness envelope my rod my I was tempted to thrust into her…but she only kept it there just long enough that I knew it wasn’t a mistake. Turning around she’d giggle at me and mutter “oops heh” or something of that nature.

She was toying with me.

Everything changed one day, when I heard Kelly come downstairs to get something from the fridge while I was on my phone. She had no top on at all and was only wearing booty shorts that rode up her crack as no piece of cloth could meaningfully be expected to hide her huge cheeks. On top of that those magnificent legs glistened with sweat as she leaned into the fridge, and I just stared in awe. I didn’t even hear the fridge door shut and found my self looking at her boobs again as she turned to face me!

“Oh! I didn’t know you were down here…It’s rude to stare you know,” she winks at me and walks back upstairs as if nothing happened, as if I didn’t just see her topless. I just sat on the couch dumb stuck replaying the moment in my head, but after a few seconds I realized…I didn’t hear a door shut upstairs.

Hearing them giggle upstairs as the frolicked about had my mind racing…and I know Kelly was up there essentially nude, I couldn’t help my curiosity. I slowly start walking up the stairs, praying they don’t creak as I hear their faint voices her louder, the door was still open. As I turn the corner around the stairs, I can see mom’s bedroom door is open about an inch, so I deliberately take slight steps as I approach and do this awkward lean around the corner as to try and hide my body from view as I peek in.

Looking towards the bed I see Kelly on top, still wearing only shorts with my mom sucking on one of her breasts. My brain and penis start getting very confused as now I’m seeing my mom in a different light as she lays there wearing a tank top allowing her boobs to spill out from the sides just slightly and these track shorts that force me to realize her ass is even bigger than Kelly’s, leading down to her long but thick legs. I’d seen her doing Pilates and squats in front of the TV from time to time, but these results had escaped my vision.

Fighting the urge to bring my hand to my crotch I just get lost in the beauty of these two women for a moment, but then my heart sinks

“We have a visitor,” I heard Kelly whisper as both glance towards the door, no doubt seeing my eyes through the crack. I quickly pull away out of reflex but then I froze up…what could I do? If I tried to run, they’d hear me and know I had been there. Slowly the door opens, and Kelly is standing there…still topless, my eyes momentarily drawn to her stunning breasts before lefkoşa escort I look up to see a big grin on her face as she reaches for my nervously shaking hand and pulls me into the room.

“Good lord Kris,” my mom sighs, “peeping on us, really. Do you have anything to say?”

“Uhm…it’s Kelly, she was downstairs…and the door was…” I stammer, reaching for anything to get myself out of this, but my blood wasn’t going to my brain, I couldn’t begin to solve my way out of this puzzle.

“Heh, Claire I think we should punish him. He’s been a naughty boy,” Kelly purrs seductively, which was REALLY not helping the erection I’ve been worryingly trying to hide.

“Hmm, so that’s what this is about isn’t it…well ok, you know I’d do anything for you baby,” mom says ominously.

Kelly kisses her passionately for a second before walking over and standing in front of me. “Have you ever been hit in the balls before Kris?” My heart again, skipped a beat. What did she just say?

“Uh, no…why would you ask that!” I spit back defensively. I had never been struck in the groin before, but I knew it hurt, I’d seen friends get sack tapped before and they always seem to drop from the smallest hits.

Kelly leans in close to me, I can feel her boobs pushing up against my chest and I hold my breath instinctively as she whispers in my ear. “You’ve been bad, and you need to be punished…but we will make this fun for you too don’t worry. If you play along with me, you’ll enjoy it I promise,”

Dumbstruck I just stare at her my eyes darting up and down her body. Kelly was inviting me to “have fun” and there’s no way I could pass that up…but my mom was also right here, would she participate, and to what extent? All I know is the more I thought about it, the easier the choice became.

“Kris, is this ok with you?” I faintly hear my mom ask, my mind still awash with emotions. I look at her and just nod slowly. “This is going to hurt a LOT, last chance to back out”

I turn my head back to Kelly “It can’t be…that bad, go ahead, hit them”

“You’ll see”

Kelly puts her hands on my shoulders and then brings her knee up between my legs. As her thick thigh made perfect contact with my testicles, time seemed to slow down as the immediate pain shoots through me like lightening as my senses seized up and the breath was knocked out of me. There was a brief instance where I thought this was the worst pain imaginable, that was until her leg crushed my nuts into my pubic bone, crushing them between her strong thigh and hard bone.

“Oh god Kelly…my fucking balls…uhhhhh,” moaning uncontrollably, I double over holding my manhood and gasping for breath.

Bursting out in laughter at my dramatic reaction, mom quipped sarcastically, “hey I tried to warn you,” she slowly moved next to us and sat at the edge of the bed.

“Ouch! I threw that a bit harder than I meant too, I don’t know my own strength sometimes heh, sorry about your balls,” Kelly groaned as she brought her hand down to her own crotch. I couldn’t figure out if she were touching herself or mocking me, but I was humiliated regardless.

All I can do is whimper as the unique pain washes over me. How could getting hit in the groin hurt THIS much, it’s insane, and WHY did Kelly want to do this to me? As the shock of the pain wore off, I thought to myself, maybe Kelly likes it rough…maybe I could do it to her too. In for a penny, in for a pound I thought.

From my bent over position, I bring my hand up between her legs and slapped her pussy hard. “you’ve been naughty too, now it’s my turn to punish you!” I say with a big smile on face, I don’t know where that confidence came from, but I took my shot…sadly so did she. My smile quickly turned to confusion as I lüleburgaz escort look up at Kelly and see her expression is one of pleasure and not pain. “D…didn’t that hurt” I stutter, my confidence drained as I returned to my familiar state of confusion.

“Ahhhh yes baby, but it felt so good, do it again please Kris,” Kelly quickly brings her hand down to her crotch and moans loudly before releasing her hold and spreading her legs to allow me another strike.

Not giving me a chance to respond, mom audibly sighs and reaches over and to my horror pats around junk, poking my hard cock as she finds her targets, finally grabbing me by the testicles. “Ahh mom what…the fuck” I groan as I feel her fingers around my sack. At first, it’s soothing, such a delicate feminine hand holding aching orbs, but then her fingers tighten as she viciously squeezes my tender jewels.

“Look here Kris, these are your testicles, this is your fragility,” pulling my balls upwards I can feel something inside my sack being stretched painfully. “This is what makes you weak, touch her again, and I’ll make you truly regret having such an obvious vulnerability,”

Through the agony I hear a slapping sound and look over to see Kelly slapping her pussy significantly harder than I did and moaning, enjoying her genitals, while here I am, having mine crushed! Mom quickly brought me back from my trance by twisting my balls violently.

“Mom…mom please it hurts so much,” I plead with her as the pain overwhelms me. She just laughs and gives my balls one last tug before letting go.

“You’ll never forget how vulnerable men are from now on, will you?” She taunts, tapping her foot and giggling as I fall to the floor. I just whimper and shake my head, “No mom, I’m sorry”

“Aww you poor boy, she really crushed your nuts didn’t she,” Kelly cooed as she bent down to help me up. With her arm under me I got up on my trembling legs and laid down on the bed. “Don’t worry, I’ll make it better. Claire, you take the top?”

While I was nursing my bruised balls my mom shifted on the bed and sat next to my head, then she gently turned me on my side and maneuvered one of her legs under my neck as Kelly lifted my head. “What…what are you going,” I mumble, the pain in my testicles still distracting me.

“We’re just setting up for some real fun,” mom chirped as she brought her other leg down around my neck, and now my head was buried in her magnificent thighs as she practically sat on my shoulders. The sensation was spellbinding, her legs felt so soft, but at the same time I could feel their power as she gripped me, gently applying pressure her faint moans just reaching my ears.

Now it was Kelly’s turn and she tapped on my abdomen as she wanted to get her leg under my side, but I was mesmerized by moms’ marvelous thighs, her crotch so close to my face. Suddenly I became far more aware, as mom smashed her fist directly into my swollen balls. “OH god…why…mom” I sputter, the pain from the earlier squeeze was only just starting to fade as I feel her knuckles crash into them and renew my agony.

“Let Kelly get under you,” she demanded. Not wanting another smack, I gingerly lift off the bed and Kelly slides her leg in.

As I settle down on the bed, I try to bring my hands back to defend my nuts, but Kelly was a step ahead of me. She had pulled down my shorts and began to massage my balls with one hand, while stroking my rock-hard cock with the other one. The pleasure washes over me as her masterful hands begin to elevate the pain slightly. While tending to my manhood Kelly rests her other leg down on top of my abdomen and begins to squeeze. I feel the air getting pushed out of me as her toned thighs compressed tightly.

I naturally go to pull maçka escort on her legs but as soon as I touch them, I feel the soft tender flesh with powerful muscles just beneath and I’m forced to just fondle them in awe. Between my mom’s thighs burying my face, Kelly’s legs squeezing my core while I played with them, as well as her giving me the only hand job I’ve ever had…I was in heaven.

Abruptly Kelly sped up her hand and my cock throbbed and flexed involuntarily as she brings me right to the brink. “I…I’m gonna…cum” I try to whisper to Kelly foolishly as my air flow was constricted from both my moms and Kelly’s scissor hold. She just looks at me and smiles “I know, I know go head” I try to throw my head back but its absolutely stuck between moms unflinching thighs. I can feel it building up in my cock and Kelly just keeps stroking faster and faster. I’m about to blow my load and…

“Just kidding!”

Kelly winds up and punches me square in my hard working cum tanks. The sudden pain causes me to spasm as a I try to howl out “OHHH GOD MY NUTS” but it comes out as more of a faint whisper as now mom is tightening her thighs with incredible force, and I can hardly breath.

Miraculously I’m suddenly able to breath as mom releases pressure from my head and neck and I feel the air return to my lungs in full.

“Ok, change sides,” mom tells Kelly as both women get up and change position. As Kelly relieves the pressure from my stomach, I reach for my battered nuts out of reflex, but mom grabs them before I can and tugs them away from my body. “Ah-ah-ah, these are MINE,” wagging her finger and chuckling at my misery.

Kelly crawls over and sits next to us, helping to trap my cock and balls between mom’s granite thighs, then she shifts my still fully erect member upwards and away from my nuts so that they rest isolates in the middle of her legs. Once she’s done helping my mom set up, she crawls back to my head and wraps her legs around me, but unlike the way mom did it, she turned my head directly into her groin while clamping her thighs around my head.

This was more intense, and I could see her pussy and how wet it was…then there was the smell, the intoxicating aroma of a woman’s juices, I would have been salivating if she hadn’t already begun to crush me. I could feel the warmth of her leg’s envelope me from my ears to my face and it was almost blissful.

Almost

Soon as I tried to take in the pleasure of Kelly’s beautiful legs encompassing me… I felt it, the brutal clamping of my moms’ thighs around my testicles. When she had squeezed my balls earlier with her hand the pain was so terrible, so immense that it had me squirming around like a child…but this was different. Her legs were like a steel vice fastened to my nuts and compressing them ruthlessly from all sides at once as her muscles flexed. How could something so soft crush so hard?

I let out a vicious howl as the pain rocked me to the core but all I was doing was yelling into the void…Kelly’s void, and she loved it. Her legs began to tremble around my head and her grip only got tighter as she spasmed in orgasm. The moisture doubled around my face, and it was a small reprieve from the torment my balls were going through. But this was a problem, I had been edged to the brink of cumming earlier and now I could feel this gorgeous woman shudder in delight. Despite the excruciating pain my cock was going to have its way in the end.

“No… No… NOO!” I screamed into Kelly’s pussy as my dick shoots rope after rope of cum onto my mom’s legs. I wanted Kelly to make me cum so badly, but I didn’t want it like this… did I? My body was now shivering alongside Kelly, having the best orgasm of my life as for 2 minutes straight my sperm kept firing.

Kelly lifts her leg for a second and I gasp deeply for fresh air, all I can hear is Kelly moaning loudly as she quickly brings her hand down to touch herself…and then I see my mom laughing.

“Awww you came from having your little testicles crushed? Its ok baby, now clean it up “

This new fetish might be the death of me.

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Twin Sisters’ Anal Delight

“Come on, onee-chan,” a voice called as I walked with my friend through the streets of Tokyo. “Get up.”

The laughter around me abruptly ended as my eyes opened. The dream faded away. I wasn’t in Tokyo but staring at my naked twin sister kneeling over me on our futon. I blinked, sleep falling away from me. My eyes felt so heavy. I let out a mewling sound, wanting to go back to sleep. I wiggled my hips. There was something in my butt. Thick. A cone.

“Onee-sama?” I muttered, confused by why she was naked. Why I was naked. “What?”

“Okaasan just got out of the shower,” she said. “Come on.”

Why did it matter that our mother got out of the shower. What was in my…?

A butt plug.

Yesterday flooded back to me. Lee seducing us into lesbian incest… Losing my virginity to Clint… Our naughty double-headed dildo play on the couch beneath our mother’s nose… Then Kimiko and I retired to our bedroom and did more naughty acts until I passed out in a sticky haze of pussy juices pressed against my twin.

We just had such a wild time. It was crazy. How did we get into this situation? Clint and his family.

My sister’s desire to have an older brother to have sex with had led her to meeting Clint’s older sister Zoey on the internet. This older girl put all these ideas into my eighteen-year-old twin sister’s head. When we moved to California, through the strangest twist of fate, we moved into the same city as Clint’s family and Kimiko pushed our mother into buying a house for sale on Clint’s street.

It was all downhill after that. My sister led and I followed. I always followed. Though we were twins, she was technically older than me. I always deferred to her and now… Now I obeyed her orders. I did what she said. I had sex with her, with Clint’s sister, and with Clint himself.

I lost my cherry to the young man, our surrogate big brother.

“Okay, onee-sama,” I muttered in our native Japanese. I didn’t fight as my sister hauled me to my feet.

My small breasts jiggled before me, identical to those small mounds budding on my sister’s chest. Her dark-olive nipples were hard, puckering from her areolas, and her black bush glistened with passion between her pale-olive thighs. She gripped my hand and led me to the door. Naked.

I wanted to whine, to protest that our mother could catch us, but I knew it was pointless. My sister wouldn’t care. It would only turn her on. She was all about taking risks around our mom. Because she wanted to seduce our mom.

And Clint’s family would help.

Kimiko pushed her head out our door, doing a quick look, then she darted out into the hallway. I followed after, the butt plug shifting around in my asshole. It made me whimper, sending tingling heat rushing to my pussy. My heart beat faster. We were in the hallway. Exposed.

I heard Mom moving downstairs as we rushed for the hallway, our bare feet padding on the carpet. My sister reached the door and crashed through it, hauling me into the Western-style bathroom. I closed the door behind us, locking it.

Western-style bathrooms had the toilets in the same room as the bathtub and shower. They didn’t even have a shower station, a place to wash your body before you slipped into the tub to soak and relax. Instead, it was combined into one tub. It was more space efficient, but… The tub was so small. I couldn’t fit in there with my sister and have us both be comfortable.

Did Americans not share baths?

“Why was it so important that we get in here after mom, onee-sama?” I asked as my sister went right for the clothes hamper.

She threw it open and snagged something. She whipped around, her black hair sweeping about her shoulders as she faced me. She held a pair of cream panties in her hand, holding it between her fingers. I’d never seen it before. It wasn’t mine or my twin’s.

“Why do you have okaasan’s panties?” I asked. “Minako thinks that’s weird.” I always referred to myself in the third person. It just felt so weird using the pronoun “I.” Kimiko claimed I did it to sound like a cute, little sister for the big brother I secretly craved.

And… she might be right.

“Because these were on her all night long, onee-chan,” she answered, bringing the crotch to her mouth. She shivered, inhaling, her small breasts jiggling. “You can smell her. Her pussy. Mmm, it’s delicious.”

My sister pulled our mother’s panties from her mouth, a look of absolute joy flashing across her expression. Then she shoved them into my face. The cotton rubbed across my lips and nose. She clamped it about me like a rag. I felt like she was trying to kidnap me, smothering me with chloroform or something.

“Breathe it in, onee-chan,” she groaned, a shudder to her word. “Just inhale. Mother smells delicious.”

I had to breathe. I manisa escort couldn’t stop myself and… I smelled a spicy musk. Not the same as our tangy passion, a different flavor. A surge of heat rushed out of my pussy as I inhaled again. A deep one. I filled my lungs, drawing in as much air as I could through my nose.

“You like it, don’t you?” purred Kimiko. She pressed her body against my back, her nipples hard, her bush tickling my rump. “The smell of our mother? It turns you on, doesn’t it, sister-slut?”

I only moaned in answer, my body shuddering. Mother did smell so delicious. I closed my eyes, reveling in the spicy scent. My body quivered. My hand grabbed the panties, holding them to my face. My eyes fluttered. It was so wrong to do this. To smell our mother’s panties. I felt so naughty.

My sister’s hands roamed my body. She cupped my small titties with both her hands, squeezing and kneading them. Her thumbs swept across my areolas and nipples. She rubbed them, pressing them into my breasts. It made me ache and throb. I whimpered into our mother’s panties, heat blossoming between my thighs.

“Mmm, yes, yes, that’s it, my sister-slut, just rub okaasan’s panties on your face,” she moaned. “Is it making your cunt wet?”

“Yes, onee-sama,” I whimpered, my asshole clenching around the butt plug. Cream ran down my thighs, my pussy on fire. “Minako is such a wicked slut for getting so turned on by okaasan’s panties.”

“Yes, you are,” moaned my twin. Her hands squeezed my tits then they moved. I shuddered as one slid down to my stomach, caressing me with hot fingers. “Just a filthy, little lesbian whore for getting turned on by okaasan.”

Her hand slid past my bellybutton, circling my little divot, and finding the silky curls of my pubic hair. I shuddered as she danced through my curls, caressing me, making me squirm and tremble. I whimpered, my body shivering at the feel of her naughty touch.

I gasped as she reached my pussy lips. She stroked up and down my slit. I rubbed our mother’s panties tighter against my face, taking another whiff as her fingers danced along my juicy labia. My bowels squeezed around the butt plug as pleasure stirred through me.

Her other hand swept around my hips and between our bodies. She groped my rump, squeezing my butt-cheeks. Her fingers dipped into my crack while her other digits stroked my clit. I shuddered against her as she slid them down through my ass-crack and found the knob of the butt plug.

“Onee-sama!” I gasped as she seized the knob of my butt plug and pushed the cone-shaped toy deeper into my rectum. A hot pleasure radiated out from my bowels, meeting the delight brimming in my pussy.

“Mmm, you like that, sister-slut?” she purred into my ear, her nipples so hard on my back. “You like it when I play with your cunt and asshole? Huh? While you’re reveling in the smell of okaasan’s panties.”

“Minako does, onee-sama,” I whimpered.

Her fingers danced on my clit while she worked the butt plug in and out of my asshole. I gasped and shuddered as the cone would pop out of my sphincter then she would shove it back in, stretching out my anal ring over and over. My toes curled against the cold tiles of the floor. I whimpered, the sounds echoing around us.

My eyes squeezed shut as I shuddered. My juices flowed as her fingers massaged my clit. She nibbled on my ear as I groaned into our mother’s panties. My every inhalation full of that spicy, incestuous musk.

My tongue lapped out, dragging across the cotton. I shuddered, tasting our mother now. I was indirectly licking her pussy. Doing something so wicked and nasty. I whimpered and shuddered, my pussy clenching. Juices ran down my thighs as I whimpered out in rapture. It was incredibly nasty.

It made my pussy burn and my asshole ache.

My sister pumped the butt plug faster and faster in and out of my sphincter. The velvety friction sent waves of burning heat soaking into my cunt. My juices flowed around her fingers. The cream dribbled down my thighs.

“Onee-sama,” I moaned between licks, the spicy flavor, lingering with cotton, staining my tongue. “Minako is going to… to…”

“To cum like the slut-sister she is?” my twin purred, her fingers rubbing harder and harder on my clit.

“Yes!” My pussy clenched.

She jammed her fingers deep into my cunt, pushing the butt plug hard into my rectum. I gasped at the sudden intrusion. The silky plunge of her fingers into my juicy snatch had me shivering. I trembled, my heart pounding in my chest. I groaned, my eyes squeezing shut, the pleasure rippling through my body.

My holes squeezed down on the sex toy and her fingers. The dual frictions mixed and swirled in me. I shivered, my mouth sucking on our mother’s panties. My hungry lips worked out every drop of her spicy flavor. mardin escort I squeezed my eyes shut.

“Yes, yes, yes!” I whimpered. “Minako… Minako is such a slut!”

“My slut!” my twin moaned, her two fingers burying deep into me.

Her words set me off. My orgasm exploded in the depths of my cunt. My pussy writhed. My body bucked. Pleasure surged through me. Wave after wave of rapture buffeted my body. I whimpered and groaned, my eyes squeezing shut. The pleasure crashed through me. Wave after wave of bliss inundated my mind.

It was incredible. Amazing. I loved it. I moaned into our mother’s panties as my cunt spasmed about my twin’s fingers. My asshole writhed about the butt plug. I bucked and trembled, stars flashing across my vision as the bliss inundated my mind.

“Mmm, yes, yes, yes, you sound so cute when you cum, onee-chan.”

“Thank you, onee-sama!” I moaned as the pleasure rippled through me. The heat drowned my mind in ecstasy. “Minako loves cumming!”

“The way every slut-sister does.”

I whimpered and groaned, my entire body buzzing as my orgasm peaked. It dissolved into humming rapture. I trembled, leaning back into my sister. Her mouth nibbled on my neck. I loved the afterglow.

I dropped our mother’s panties, soaked by my saliva, into the hamper before we climbed into the shower together. We started washing but I soon found myself on my knees, her silky pubic hair caressing my face, my tongue swabbing through her tangy pussy.

I made my sister-mistress cum so hard.

She drowned me in her pussy juices while the hot water rained on my back. It made me feel so wanton. She made so many passionate noises, grinding her bush across my face and tickling me with her curls.

It was so naughty.

We used up all the hot water and were forced out as the water turned cold. We darted back to our bedroom naked and laughing, our mother moving through the house below. It made me feel so wicked that we were having so much naughty fun without her realizing it. She had no idea her two daughters were a pair of kinky sluts into incest.

Sluts who were setting her up to be seduced.

Dressed, we headed downstairs for breakfast. Mother had it all ready. We sat around the table, chopsticks in hand, eating rice drenched in egg. I kept glancing at our mother, wondering what pair of panties she wore right now.

I would love to lick them. I wanted to feel them still warm from her pussy. It made my cunt so wet. I shuddered, my heart hammering. My cheeks felt so warm as I kept glancing at her, picturing her naked. She was such a beautiful woman, elegant and refined.

She would look amazing naked.

“What, Minako-chan?” she asked, giving me a look.

“N-nothing,” I said.

“You keep staring at okaasan like she has something on her face,” Kimiko said.

“Is there something on my face?” Mother asked. She grabbed her napkin and wiped at her face.

“No, no, Minako was just… was just wondering if we could find natto in America.” I missed having fermented soybeans for breakfast.

“Well, I am going shopping,” Mother said. “There is an Asian store that imports Japanese and Korean items I’m trying out.”

“Minako would love to go with you,” my sister purred, giving me a wicked look. “Right, onee-chan?”

There was something in her eyes, an implicit command. “Y-yes, Minako would, okaasan.”

“That’s wonderful,” Mother said. “I would love to have the company. And what would you be up to, Kimiko-chan, all alone?”

My twin sister gave an innocent looking grin. “Just lounging around.”

She was up to something. What? It wasn’t my place to ask. She gave me an order. She wanted me out of the house for some reason. So I just kept eating breakfast while my thoughts whirled with what naughty ideas she had.

Did this have anything to do with this evening?

“Should I make something to bring over to your new friends’ house for dinner tonight?” Mother asked. “I could buy the ingredients while I’m out.”

“I’m not sure,” Kimiko said. “I don’t think so. Zoey’s mom was so excited. I think she’ll have everything we need to have an amazing evening.”

“Are you certain? I would hate to be rude.”

“Just showing up should be enough,” Kimiko said, giving me a sly look. She had a grin on her lips. “I think we’ll find this such an eye-opening evening.”

“I am so glad you girls are making friends. This Zoey and Lee sound like great girls.”

I almost choked on my breakfast.

“Are you all right, dear?” Mom asked me.

I nodded my head. Lee had seduced us into incest, giving my sister that last push she needed into acting out on her depraved fantasies. And Zoey… she was mentoring my sister over the internet for months, guiding her towards tonight.

Nice wasn’t the right word to describe any marmaris escort of Clint’s sisters. Naughty was.

I helped Mother with the dishes, getting used to the butt plug buried into my asshole. It teased me as I moved through the kitchen putting away dishes. It made even something so mundane feel so naughty. Especially with my sexy mother was nearby.

It was like breathing in her pussy musk off her panties had opened my eyes to just how sexy our mother was. She was a taller woman than me, her face round, her lips delicate. She had larger breasts. They looked so round through her shirt. I wanted to squeeze them. Her jeans, while not tight, showed she had lithe legs and a butt that I wanted to play with.

I soaked my poor panties as I kept drooling over her. I couldn’t wait for tonight.

“Well, shall we, Minako-chan?” she asked once we were done.

I nodded my head, afraid of speaking and betraying the lust I felt. My cheeks were both so warm, my nipples so hard against my top. I fetched my purse, gave Kimiko a goodbye kiss, and then met our mother at the front door.

We had a car here in America. Something we never had in Japan. But it was necessary. Everyone had cars here. There wasn’t the network of efficient trains and subways to get us around. Mother drove slowly, both her hands gripping the wheel as we drove on the wrong side of the road.

My phone chirped when we reached the grocery store. I pulled it out and saw a text from Kimiko. I opened it up to find a picture of my sister unbuttoning her blouse, a sultry look on her face. It was taken from her phone but…

But it was clear that someone else had taken the photo. Who? Lee? Zoey?

My cheeks warmed as another text appeared, this time with her topless. She didn’t have a bra on, like me. She had one hand cupping her small breast, a sultry smile on her lips. Her left hand rubbed at her stomach.

“Shall we?” Mother asked.

I let out a squeak of shock, clutching my phone to my chest. My cheeks burned. Why was my sister sending me such naughty photos? My phone chirped again, vibrating against my small breasts, tingling my right nipple.

“What is your sister sending you that made you blush like that?” Mother asked me.

“N-nothing,” I said. “She’s just being weird. You know how she is?”

My phone buzzed again.

Mother gave me a speculative look. My heart pounded. If she saw the photos… This was too much. I wanted to melt away. I could see it in mother’s eyes. She wanted to see what my sister was sending me.

“Do I need to talk to her about what’s proper?” Mother asked.

“No, no, Minako is just over-reacting,” I said. My phone chirped again.

“Okay,” she said slowly. Then she opened the car door.

I bolted out of the car. My body shivered. My pussy was so wet. My sister had sent me three more pictures. I wanted to look at them. But mother was right there. My pussy itched. I had to know. I had to look at it. I had to find out what my sister texted me.

I let Mother pull ahead of me on the way to the H Mart, a large store with Korean script included on its sign. I pulled my phone from my chest, unlocked the screen, and… I wanted to melt away. The pictures were so naughty. The next one was her down to her panties, her left hand rubbing at her crotch, her right pinching her nipple. She stared at the camera with such smoldering eyes.

It was like she was staring at me across the miles separating me. She wanted me to see this. To see her.

The next picture had her ripping her crotch to the side. Her black bush spilled out around her soft-blue panties. Her fingers were sliding through her bush, caressing herself. My pussy clenched, my asshole squeezing down on the butt plug. It was so hot. I wanted to eat that pussy again.

The final pic she sent me was her prying apart her labia. Her pink depths glistened with her excitement. Her fingers stroked up and down her slit. She humped up into the air. Her breasts looking like they were bouncing, her mouth open.

“Minako-chan,” Mother called, stop dawdling on your phone.

“Sorry, okaasan!” I gasped and hurried forward.

My phone chirped again.

I shivered, wanting to look. I squeezed my phone tight as I rushed after her. I darted into the store and glanced at my phone… I wanted to moan. Kimiko was on her hands and knees now, her rump facing the camera, her fingers buried into her pussy. A second pic arrived. She was now fingering her asshole, too, her face twisted in passion as she looked over her shoulder.

Who was taking these pictures of her?

I trembled as we moved through the aisles. I wanted more pictures. I wanted to see what my sister would do next. I wanted to get home and find out who was filming her. I wanted to lick her pussy and make her cum.

No more came.

I ached to masturbate. My poor panties were soaked as I moved through the store with mother, drifting after her in a haze of lust. I shivered, wanting this to get over as fast as possible. I wanted to get home. I burned to be with my twin sister.

“Are you okay, Minako-chan?” asked my mother.

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My eyes cracked open at the intrusion prattling away on my nightstand, immediately blinking defensively against the bright sun coursing through the window treatments. My cunt of a stepmother had redecorated 38 seconds after I left for school and the flowy pink sheers did little to block out the burning fireball forcing its way into my childhood bedroom.

Fuck my brain mumbled, giving in to the inevitable as I pawed at my phone, killing the alarm. Why the hell did I go out last night…

“Katie! Are you awake?” said cunt of stepmother called from the kitchen.

Better question…why the hell did I come home for thanksgiving again?

I performed a quick damage assessment as I struggled to get up. No broken bones, phone and bag on the nightstand, glasses intact but on the floor, so far so good. I’d even managed to not sleep in my clothes, though my jeans were nowhere to be found and the low cut top I’d worn to the bar had long since set both girls free.

I took a moment to adjust and cover up before rising and heading to the toilet, peeling off the uncomfortable-ass thong I’d worn the night before. I personally loathed thongs but my friend Kayla had a history of brutally mocking me every time I showed up anywhere looking less than put-together, VPL included. My mental assessments finished up as the urine starting flowing…aside from reeking of booze, I seemed fine. Thank god for being 20…

I wiped and flushed, kicking off the uncomfortable undies and peeling off the top, taking a moment to breathe and center myself.

“Katie! I need you!”

“Just a sec Jill” I managed a trace of civility despite the muddiness in my head. I walked back into my bedroom, idly scratching the red marks on my chest left behind by the tight top and walked right into Liam.

“LIAM!!” I screeched “GETTHEFUCKOUTNAKEDFUCKYOU!” a string of swears and screams left my mouth as I tried to cover myself with my hands.

Liam stumbled backwards, his hands up defensively. “Mom told me to come get you!”

He was a well meaning doofus, a multi-sport letterman with a full ride to USC already booked for next year. Well over 6 feet and thickly muscled, he was the opposite of everything I looked for in a guy and exactly the son my father had always wanted. I’d been less than thrilled when Dad and Jill had introduced him to me and the small amount of time we shared a home during my school breaks had done little to endear him to me. And he still hadn’t left the room…

“GET THE FUCK OUT AND STOP LOOKING AT ME YOU FUCKING PERV!” I bellowed, kicking at him while trying keep my crotch covered.

“Sorry, sorry, Mom was looking for you and she said you were dressed!” He backed away with his hands up and I couldn’t help but notice a smile. I kicked the door shut and quickly threw on clean undies and a short-set from the hamper while pulling my dark hair into the lowest-effort bun in the history of women-kind.

I padded barefoot into the living room, greeting everyone. Jill was (of course) already dressed with a full face of makeup despite the fact that the first guests weren’t arriving for 2 hours. I could see what Dad saw in her, she was a beautiful athletic blonde with a ready smile and knockout figure that she maintained religiously. Dad and Liam were still in comfies, watching the early football game while Jill supervised the caterers.

“Dad…Jill, Pervert…Happy Thanksgiving everyone” I cracked as I drifted towards the coffee machine and filled my usual tumbler with ice and soy milk.

“Who’s a pervert?” my Dad said, his eyes not straying from the action. Dad meant well but he worked long hours and cared about little other than sports and sleeping during his offtime.

I laughed as I screwed the lid on my coffee “Oh nothing, just little Liam decided he wanted to check out my tits this morning as a Thanksgiving treat”

“Like anyone wants to look at your tits you fucking Sanderson sister”

Liam has assumed I was a witch since we first met, I assume because of my dark hair and glasses and the fact that I didn’t dress like one of his high school sluts. I grabbed one of the rolls from the fancy caterers tray and sidearmed it the back of his head in response. “Then stay out of my room while I’m changing ya predator”

“Kids, kids!” Jill came out from the kitchen, thoroughly enjoying her effort at playing housewife. “There’s no fighting on the holidays! Katie honey, when are — “

“Katherine” I mumbled under my breath as I picked at a muffin.

“Katherine — ” Jill grimaced “I need you to get showered and dressed honey, Aunt Chris and Uncle Slater will be here soon”

“Like I care” I mumbled, rolling my eyes. I normally wasn’t this immature but the act of being around parents and my “baby” brother for a few days was pushing my limits.

“Thank you dear” Jill leaned over and kissed my cheek. Her perfume was amazing and expensive, as was the glorious boob job that she inadvertently malkara escort pressed into my bare shoulder. “And please wear the outfit I hung in your closet, we want to take photos later and everyone needs to look good.”

“Bye Katie” Liam laughed as I got up and walked off. As I left the room, I heard Jill yell “And you boys too!!”

I wandered into my room, in no great hurry whatsoever, flopping on my bed for some screen time. Flicking through last nights picture leftovers revealed that Kayla, Grace, and I had had a great time, posed for a lot of pictures, and taken A LOT of shots. Thankfully Drunk-Katherine had decided not to put any on Insta, including the salacious kiss shot midway through my reel. Kayla was a classic drunk-flirt and Grace had caught us mid-makeout at one point, Kayla’s tongue in my mouth and her hand grabbing my butt. I stared at the picture for a second, feeling a little bit of a tingle and smiling softly.

My friends are so hot I smiled and snapped the shot to Kayla and Grace along with a tongue emoji before tossing my phone on the charger and heading towards the bathroom. I turned the shower on to warm up, stripping quickly and tossing my clothes into the hamper.

Stepping into the hot spray, I winced a little before settling into the warmth. I had hated most of the remodel’s Jill did after she moved in but the woman could pick bathroom fittings with the best of them. I lingered for a good while, enjoying the detox and finally getting a chance for a leisurely shave and rinse.

My self-care regrettably had to end after a long 30 minutes and I killed the flow, squeezing some water from my hair and grabbing a couple of Jill’s enormously expensive bath towels for my hair and body. It was stifling and steamy, forcing me to pull open the door slightly before I could start drying my hair and getting ready.

Post-shower is a zen experience for me, a time to focus entirely on drying and styling my hair with no other conscious thoughts polluting my usually busy head. Calling out to alexa for some music, I settled into my routine and relaxed, tossing my towel onto the counter and enjoying the steam on my bare skin.

Vibing hard and dancing cluelessly to Dua Lipa did have a negative effect though — namely I missed the motion in the cracked doorway. A sound caught my attention and I glanced over briefly to see a shirtless Liam, his eyes closed and his hand stroking away at — honestly — the biggest penis I’d ever seen. It was thick and veiny with a shiny-pink circumcised head and would have easily accommodated both of his hands with no trouble. It was so entrancing that I caught myself staring for long moment, enjoying that that beast was hard for me. My brain engaged shortly after and I screamed at him, throwing a towel and kicking the door shut as I grabbed at a towel to cover-up.

It wasn’t until he’d left that I started calm down…what did any of this mean? He’d never acted sexually towards me before, nor had I towards him, but he was, without a doubt, jerking off to my naked body. It was a huge violation, the second time today, and Dad and Jill should be aware of it…so why wasn’t I hurrying to do so?

I hopped up on the counter to center my thoughts, kicking my legs and trying to center my breath while I let the feelings in my body settle out. I couldn’t deny the feeling of violation but I also couldn’t deny the wave of endorphins and tingles over my whole body, the flush of my cheeks, the heat in my pussy. Fuck Katherine, get it together. He’s an 18 year old peeping tom…

Nevertheless, my hand, surprisingly, had found its way between my legs and was teasing some fullness into my lips. The feminist in the back of my head screamed louder UNDER NO CIRCUMSTANCES ARE YOU DOING THI…woah… My eyes closed and I bit my lip as my hand almost involuntarily went to work, rubbing and teasing my clit and working a finger in and out of my warm slit. My brain filled with images of his strong, athletic body on top of mine, his calloused hands exploring my skin, his thick cock stretching me to my limits. Orgasm came quickly and quietly, my head rolling back as waves of pleasure coursed through my body like contractions, the slippery moisture flooding my fingers.

Ok, enough of that I chastised myself, giggling as I hopped onto shakey legs and padded barefoot into my room. Jill’s outfit was laid out for me, a short skirt, tights, and a soft, off the shoulder sweater. Shocker, white thanksgiving clichés…

I put together a quick, 15 minute makeup look now that my flush had subsided a bit and turned naked to face the challenge of the basic-b outfit staring back from the bed. Sighing with resignation, I went to my suitcase to grab a bra and panties when a naughty idea danced across my mind.

I’m not going to tell on Liam…I’m going to get even…

I giggled to myself as I pulled out a lacey halter bralette and tiny maltepe escort white panties.

You want to fuck with me? Let’s see how you deal with this.

I dressed quickly, struggling with the tights a bit but eventually securing everything where it was supposed to go. Sitting down in front of the mirror to zip my boots, I smiled at the basic bitch staring back at me. It was definitely different from my usual ultra casual gothy vibes but damn if it wasn’t fun to put on the hot girl costume every now and again. The sweater sat off my shoulder, showing a generous amount of the cute bralette, the skirt was snug, outlining my hips and small waist, and the fact was on my way to ruin a peeper’s holiday made it all the better.

I walked into the dining room, finding it full of guests that had arrived in the hour I was getting ready. Pouring myself a too-full glass of wine, I circulated the room a bit searching for my victim.

Ah, there he is

Liam was in the corner, talking way too loud with his drunk Uncle Gary. I watched for a moment as they slapped shoulders, guffawing in that “white men rule” way, as I simultaneously dodged Jill’s roving eye. She didn’t approve of underage drinking and I didn’t approve of dealing with her extended family sober. Finally Gary moved off to the kitchen to refill his vodka and I made my move.

Liam — admittedly — looked pretty good. He was wearing a chunky cream-colored sweater along with some designer jeans that fit his athletic frame well, and he carried himself with the kind of confidence that only high school boys can manage.

“What’s up peeper?” I called loudly as I walked up to him. “Did you like what you saw?”

His cheeks flushed to the color of a skittles bag as he stammered “uh…uh” and all that confidence drained out of him.

“Sorry Kat, it’s just…it’s been a long time and you know…like….you know”

He was as eloquent as I remembered.

“So you were horny so you thought you’d jerk that dirty ass dick while invading my privacy?

“I didn’t…I mean it’s not dirty…I…I’m sorry sis!”

I closed on him, lowering my voice to a hiss “If I ever catch you pulling that fucking thing out around me without permission, I’ll break it off” I said with a smile while roughly grabbing his bulge with one hand. He gasped but I could feel his cock respond under my touch. I laughed softly in his face in response.

“Pig”

He looked around the room, trying to find an exit but by now I’d started stroking him through his jeans, giving him an obvious erection. He struggled a little in response, trying to move away, but I held strong, rubbing him quickly as I laughed at whatever joke I wanted people to think I’d heard. After 30 seconds, he started to faulter, his eyes closing a bit. I choose that point to walk away, leaving a huge bulge in his pants that he quickly hid with a pillow. I walked away, hearing a muttered “jesus” as I left.

Round 1 bitch.

Cocktail hour drug on interminably, interrupted only by Jill criticizing my bralette as inappropriate (little did she know) and 3 minutes of highly uncomfortable flirting from one of my Dad’s coworkers who’d party crashed. Finally the head caterer gave us a 10 minute warning and I was able to excuse myself to my bathroom to begin phase 2. I ducked inside, carefully locking both doors before hitching my skirt up and wiggling off my tights and undies. Leaving the tiny undergarment on the counter, I went through the hassle of wiggling and jumping myself back into the tights and getting myself back together.

Next time you decide to be slutty, skip the fucking tights Katherine

I glanced in the mirror, fluffing my hair and straightening my skirt, smiling as I concealed my panties in a ball in my palm. Finding Liam on the way into the formal dining room, I slipped my undies into his pocket and affected my best sultry sex-voice, whispering in his ear “A reminder of what you can’t have”

He looked at them, jumping as if the cotton was electrified, before stuffing them in his pocket.

I leaned in close as he did so, pretending to share a secret but instead whispering “dinner time bitch” before biting his ear lobe and walking away giggling. I could feel his eyes burning a hole in my butt as I walked despite all the abuse and the thought left me smiling like a Cheshire cat.

I sat down at the table and was thrilled to find Liam’s name card next to me.

Time for round 2.

Dinner started normally, conversation flowing along with the wine, as Liam tried desperately to pretend everything was normal. I let him continue for a while, laughing at his jokes and enjoying the very traditional gendered conversations. Seriously, boys can talk about something other than sports and hunting, women can talk about more than fashion and décor, and NO ONE needs to talk about politics.

Fuck it, I’m bored

I waited for manavgat escort Liam to make a joke with Uncle Slater and leaned in close, laughing as I put my right hand on his shoulder and my left on his crotch.

“This guy is so funny Jill!” I smiled as I started stroking Liam’s cock through his jeans under the table “How did you raise such a funny son!”

She smiled, clueless “I don’t know where he gets it! And I’m glad to see you two getting along so well!”

I laughed heartily, Liam’s cock full and hard in my hand as I stroked “I love my new stepbwo, even if it took a while to get used to each other”

This brought big smiles from the assembled family, all of them clueless to the awkward look on the young mans face as he tried desperately to not cum in a room full of his family.

“Well then give us a hug Katie, so we can get a cute pic” Jill said with a smile as she fished out her phone.

“Gladly!” I leaned in tight, smiling for the camera as I felt him tense up under my hand. “Cheese!”

“Oh Liam didn’t smile, smile Liam” a relative called out.

“Yeah, smile Liam!” I teased as I stroked harder. He forced a grin in response as I succeeded, feeling hard jerking in my hand as his balls drained into his jeans. I pushed his napkin into his lap, whispering “Enjoy the rest of your meal” with an evil grin.

Dessert was served without incident after which Liam excused himself to “use the restroom”, leaving me fighting off giggles. The rest of the night was relatively dull and I ended up back in my room sooner than I would thought. I stripped my makeup off and threw my hair back into a bun, changing into the same shortset from earlier along with a fresh pair of white cotton undies. The tiny lace ones were perfect for torturing Liam but fuck that noise the rest of the time. I had let him keep them as a souvenir with a tiny hope that Jill’s cleaning lady would find them and get him in trouble.

I flopped into bed and aimlessly scrolled tiktok for a bit while sipping on an inappropriately large tumbler of wine, when a text from Liam intruded on my solitude.

What the fuck are u doing u crazy bitch

I giggled to myself, smiling at his frantic behavior.

Just getting even. You used sex to embarrass me, now we’re even.

I was just jerking off, you should take it as a compliment.

Eat me, dickhead. Fucking perv

I thought that had shut him up but 60 seconds later a pic of, naturally, his dick arrived. It was rock hard and he had clearly just been stroking prior to sending it. The next test simply read “you eat me first”

Fuck me…the same electric tingles coursed through me as before. I’ve been with 3 guys since I lost my virginity at 16 and I doubt they would be Liam’s equal if they stacked all their dicks together and somehow that massive beast was hard for me. The wine spoke for me, my fingers typing out

You wouldn’t last 60 seconds in my mouth

Only 1 way to know appeared 10 seconds later, followed by a knock at my door!

I glanced at the clock seeing that is was pushing midnight, meaning Dad and Jill were well beyond passed out.

Another knock.

“Uhh, come in?”

The door opened to reveal a shirtless Liam, his smooth chest and broad shoulders filling the doorway as he entered and closed it behind him. Pajama pants sat low on his waist, revealing a sculpted V and most of a six pack. The kid was dedicated.

“Can I help you?” I sassed, propping up on my elbows while trying to stay casually relaxed, ignoring the blood rushing to my various fun spots.

“You didn’t think you’d get away with all of that did you?” He smiled devilishly, leaning against the door.

“Oh what are you going to do?” I laughed, nervously. I had discovered I loved being a brat with my kinky freshman boyfriend and Liam was veering dangerously close to bringing out those instincts.

“I’m going to drop my pants, and you’re going to give me a blowjob, if you can. You talk like your so experienced but you’re really just a virgin attention whore who can’t back up her mouth”

“Hey, fuck you!” I sat up a bit “I’m not the loser who came in his pants at dinner”

“Well…” and he pushed his pants off his hips, revealing his semi-hard cock “Prove it…sis” he said with a huge grin.

The feminist in the back of my head got off her chair, ready to protest but Brat Katie was faster. I grinned and got up on my knees in bed.

“Oh really? Just gonna whip it out and see what happens huh?”

“Got your attention didn’t I? And I’m willing to bet your getting wet despite yourself aren’t you?”

My cheeks blushed in record time “AM NOT” I lied, my lip falling into a pout.

He stared at me, amused. “This is all fun and games cutie, but we both know what’s gonna go down. So come get on your knees right now, or Mom and Dad will find out what the hell you’ve been up to tonight.”

“Fuck” I swore under my breath. I got up, a mock scowl on my face as I tossed a pillow at Liam’s bare feet. “You’re an asshole.”

“I know…now get to work.”

His cock hung heavy, shaved smooth and pink. I wrapped a hand around the base, shocked at the heft. “Jesus” slipped from my mouth, resulting in a smirk from the athletic boy at whose altar I was worshipping.

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(Author’s note: Jump straight to sex scene by Ctrl + F “He got back ten minutes later.”)

It was on a Wednesday that Ice found himself walking into a karaoke night after his sister-in-law, Shana, mentioned it.

He saw some local guys and chatted. He wanted to look around for Shana but couldn’t have people from town see him looking eager.

Eventually, he heard her signature laugh. Both relief and adrenaline washed over him.

He went to the bar and looked for her in the bar mirror.

He saw her signing up for a song, all smiles as usual. When she got back to her table, a tall, working man waited for her.

Ice sat alone at the bar, stealing glances with pain in his chest.

Minutes later she was singing Styx. Her performance was embarrassing, which Ice suspected she knew and did not care.

“Your sister-in-law’s singing better tonight.”

“I guess,” Ice said followed by a pause. “Who’s the guy she’s with?”

“Who knows? She’s with different guys all the time.”

“Hmm.”

Shana noticed Ice, but didn’t let on. Still, she wanted to say hi so told her date, “Sugar, I’m going to get a drink. What’ll you have?”

She walked over to Ice at the bar.

“Two Coors, please.”

“Hi Shana.”

“Hi, Ice. I thought that was you.”

He smiled, then checked himself and looked away.

“Singing tonight?” she asked.

“No, I don’t drink enough for that.” They smirked.

She sat down, paid the bartender, and took a sip.

“So…” She opened the conversation inviting him to bring up something.

“What?” he replied.

“I don’t know. How are the cows?” she asked.

“Fine.”

After another pause, she said,

“Well I better get back.”

Ice nodded.

“Hey Ice… Hey, it’s Shana…” she said when Ice picked up the phone.

“Hey. What’s going on?”

“How much do you charge for bird litter?”

“I’d have to take a look at the building,” he said slowly.

“Alright, when can you come by?”

“Today,” he told his brother’s ex-wife.

“I’ll be here, Ice,” she promised.

Ice didn’t like it when she personalized things like saying his name.

He got to her place soon after. His business-as-usual attitude hid how high of a priority he had made her.

“Hey, Ice! Thanks for coming. Want tea?”

To her surprise, he agreed immediately. They went inside and sat down together without a purpose, something Ice had turned down Shana for a hundred times.

“Well, I have to get this done before I can get new birds. God I wish I had never gotten into this. Your brother insisted…”

She trailed off. Her ex-husband–Ice’s brother–taught her that many subjects were off-limits.

“Never mind. All I meant was I aim to sell this place.”

“And move back to Idaho?”

“Oh no. Well, I guess I don’t know. All I meant was sell this place because it has the chicken houses,” she explained.

Shana was surprised at how interested he was. Did he want to buy it? Broker a deal and get a cut? Or looking for a new wife and eyeing herself?

No, she thought. “Ice wouldn’t do that to his brother.”

“Oh,” he said.

“Any buyers you could think of?”

“Well, Dee’s looking to expand.”

“Mmm.”

“So is David, the Mennonite,” Ice said.

“That’d be interesting. Don’t they have some special ceremony at the transfer of property?”

There it was. Her charm. What the brothers find so interesting about her. She’s curious and speaks well.

He was thinking about that, and how he was closer than ever to being with her. He was so engaged in the thought that he didn’t respond.

“Ice?”

“What?”

“Never mind. Come on, I’ll show you the houses,” she said after suspecting his patience was running out.

After they finished looking at the job, Shana offered to show him the place, which he hadn’t seen since before Ice’s brother and Shana got divorced.

To her surprise, he agreed.

Unlike the locals on ATVs, Shana preferred horseback. They saddled up and took a tour of the place.

He uncharacteristically asked questions.

On the loop back, a tree branch fell magosa escort and startled the horses. Ice’s horse went wild and he jumped off.

He looked fine as Shana rode up, laughing if off even though her horse was on the loose.

But Ice wasn’t getting up. She dismounted.

“Ice, what’s up?”

“My arm. Can’t move it.”

“Okay. Can I?”

She carefully pulled up his sleeve.

“It’s dislocated. I know how to fix it, but it’ll hurt.”

“Go ahead.”

“One, two, three.” This was followed by a sudden sound that resembled the tree limb breaking.

Ice didn’t flinch even though it hurt like hell.

Ice sat up. Shana had her hand on his back, one of the first times they had ever touched.

“Want to come back inside?”

He nodded.

“Here, lay down. I’ll get some things to make you comfortable.”

He would not have accepted help from someone else. But he loved her.

“Here’s some water, a blanket, and some aspirin. Just rest for a while. I’m going to make some calls.”

As Ice sat there, he gave her place a better look than he had before. She had books with titles like A Conflict of Visions. She had framed pictures with foreigners. And her decorations ranged from the bizarre (animal teeth) to the immature (comic action figures). He wasn’t any less curious.

The calls Shana was making didn’t help either. In one, she was talking to one of her subordinates about disability law. The subordinate had done something wrong, and Shana was respectful and results-oriented.

She also had calls with clients. She was patient and polite but firm.

He admired how she treated everyone with respect.

He then, like many times before, recognized that his feelings wouldn’t change and that he had to address them or face insanity.

When she came back to check on him, he said,

“Would you be interested in going to the rodeo together?”

“Yeah, I love rodeos.”

He was glad that it was so simple.

When he picked her up, Sandy was there.

“Hey Uncle Ice!”

“Hey Sandy.”

“Thanks for suggesting this, Ice. I’m glad we can have family time.”

Ice was his usual self–or at least how he usually acted around them–quiet and nonchalant.

At the rodeo, Sandy got bored and left to check out vendor tables.

Ice looked around the stands to make sure no one he knew was within earshot.

“Shana, when I invited you, I only wanted you to come.”

“Like a date?”

“Yeah,” Ice replied.

“Oh.” She paused.

“Well,” she started, “I don’t think that’s such a great idea.”

“Oh.” He looked ahead, trying to hide his disappointment.

“You’re attractive and all. And a good person. But I am your brother’s ex-wife. And you… I mean I saw… we don’t have similar values at all.”

“Alright. I get it.”

“I mean, if it makes you feel any better, I’ve wanted to sleep with you for about, oh, 20 years now.”

He smiled, and softly chuckled. Shana almost suspected his eyes teared up.

“Seriously?”

“Oh yes. You?”

“Well, of course I thought about it. I’m a guy.”

“Ah. Well it’s been more than that for me,” she said.

“Well, we don’t have to get married or anything.”

She didn’t understand what he meant. Knowing that dating Ice was hopeless, Shana smiled, looked ahead, and they dropped it for the rest of the night.

About a week later after a considerable internal battle, Shana showed up to Ice’s place. He didn’t answer the door.

“Ice? Yeah, it’s Shana. I’m at your place.”

He got back ten minutes later.

When he saw her, he said nothing and only smiled.

“Want something to drink?”

“One of those flavored waters.”

They both sat on different couches in Ice’s front room

“On track for the new birds?” she asked while nervously shaking.

“Oh, yeah,” Ice replied.

Shana was barely listening. Instead she was figuring out whether the burning in her loins was real, or just applied to a fantasy version of Ice.

It was real. She only had to work up a little courage to ask,

“Is it true what they say malatya escort about your dick?”

He chuckled uncomfortably, but said nothing.

“I’m sure you know what everyone says about it,” she said flirtatiously grinning.

He got up and sat next to her.

He unzipped his pants and pulled out his flaccid penis.

She smiled.

“Well, I’m more curious about it hard, Ice… I guess we’ll just have to make that happen.”

She put her hand on his inner thigh and rubbed very slightly.

She whispered in his ear, “Is there any part of my body you find sexy?”

“I find all of you sexy.”

“Which parts especially?”

“Your hips.”

She stood up and slightly pulled down her capris.

“Kiss them, but don’t touch.”

He did. He kissed, he rubbed his nose and lips and cheek on them, he sucked, he lightly bit.

His penis got bigger.

“You can touch now.”

He put his hands on her hips and had more control. Eventually he took his left hand off of her body to rub his own dick.

He became so turned on that he pulled down her pants and thong below her pussy.

He pulled up her unshaven labia and ate her pussy.

Shana was startled, but his skill was immense, as so she didn’t stop him.

After only a couple of minutes, when her clit was filled with blood, he stopped.

“Sit with me and see my dick now.”

She was disoriented. She completely lost herself in his cunnilingus.

When she came to, she pulled up her pants and left them undone. She sat next to him.

His dick was big. More importantly to her, it was thick and had an enormous head.

“Is that as hard as it gets?”

“No, but close.”

“That won’t do,” she replied. “Tilt your head back and close your eyes.”

Then she spit on her index and middle finger, and rubbed it on the back side of the head of his dick. She sat up on her knees and looked at him.

She whispered in his ear, “Tell me what kind of sex you like to have.”

All the while, she rubbed the back of his head with her slick saliva while his head was tilted back.

“I like a lot of things. I like a lot of foreplay. I like to kiss and touch her all over while she sits and takes it. I like to randomly stick things in her or eat her pussy or asshole. But only for a minute or two, and then return to just rubbing and kissing her body.”

Shana was so turned on that she badly wanted to suck his dick. But she held back and just kept rubbing it, slowly.

“I like to stick all sorts of things in her during foreplay–other than any dick. My fingers. Ass plugs. Beads. I also like to hurt her a little. I like to smack her face…”

This imagery caused Shana to begin a blowjob. She couldn’t help it. She immediately wanted to turn him on as much as he had her. So she deep throated it as much as she could stand.

“…Uhh… uhh,” he moaned as she began sucking his dick, “Hehhh… and pull her hair… pinch her nipples.”

He stopped to enjoy the head, and also because he couldn’t think straight.

She stopped. He was looking at her.

“Hey, your head is supposed to be back with closed eyes,” she said while smiling.

He did what she said.

She whispered in his ear, “Go on.”

“I like it when they wear skirts… short skirts.”

She began sucking his dick again. She put his closest hand on her hips/butt. Her pants were still down and she hoped he would touch her while she sucked his dick.

He did. He immediately put his index finger in her asshole and continued describing his sexual preferences.

“…I like when they wear skirts so that they can pull off their panties and get on top of me and fuck me whenever we want… I love it when a girl is on top and takes my whole dick, and I push her down harder on it.”

She stopped sucking him, pulled out his fingers, and stood up. She pulled her capris down to her ankles and sat facing him on his lap. She straddled him with her feet bound together at her ankles by her pants that wouldn’t come off because of her shoes.

She guided his penis to her vagina.

He opened malazgirt escort his mouth, widened his eyes, and looked down.

Before his face fully dropped to see what she was doing, Shana grabbed his chin.

“You’re supposed to have your head back and eyes closed.”

“Okay.”

She loved the expressions on his face. They varied, but the one she liked best appeared to be anxious anticipation.

She sat down. His dick was so big–had so much surface area–that she had to come up and down at least a dozen times before she had enough lubrication to sit all the way down.

Well–not all the way down. His dick was too big for her to sit all the way down.

She loved how it filled her out but it was scary, too. Like it might hurt her.

Shana lost herself during sex. She wasn’t at all aware of anything non-sexual happening in the room, and even wasn’t aware of some of the sexual things.

His dick hitting the back of her cervix was the best feeling she could imagine and the only one she registered.

Every time she sat down, she moaned. She tried to do it slowly to enjoy it.

She shook when her brother-in-law’s dick hit an extra-good spot.

The more they fucked the hornier she became, and the deeper her pussy got.

That was good, because she wanted to be able to take it all.

She loved the pain of his dick.

He loved the spot in the back of her pussy that she went wild for his dick touching. That was his special spot, and exactly where he wanted to come.

But was it her pussy?

He was pretty sure but wanted to know for certain. She wouldn’t let him look. Without thinking, he tried to look down again.

Shana immediately put his chin back and said, “No,” firmly.

“You’ve been very good for me, so don’t stop now. You need to help me feel good, and I want to help you feel good, too, since you’ve been so obedient lately.”

His dick got harder.

She put her index and middle finger from her left hand into his mouth. She began to fuck him slightly faster and deeper. She slapped him.

She put his hands on her ass.

That was permission enough. He began helping her fuck the head of his dick right where they both loved it.

“That’s where your good boy really likes it. Oh… oh mommy…”

“You like it right there?” she said as she breathed into his ear, bit his earlobe, and licked his entire ear from stem to stern.

“Uh,” was all he could muster.

His dick was getting so big that it was hurting her more and more, especially with him

pressing her hips on his dick to hit her special spot.

He came in the back of her pussy. He moaned. He didn’t want to moan. He thought it made him a pussy. But he was in such ecstacy that he couldn’t not moan.

She smiled.

Finally, after everything, she fucked him.

She got up, cleaned herself and him, got dressed, and sat next to him.

He was barely conscious.

“Thanks, Ice. Just what I wanted.”

“Oh… yeah,” he said acknowledging her thanks, but delirious.

She left.

For the first two days, Ice couldn’t stop smiling. He was in a great mood. He gave business deals that he never had before.

But she didn’t call.

After about a week without hearing from her, he was concerned. He couldn’t stop wondering why she hadn’t called.

After two weeks, he began considering calling her.

By the third week, he finally did.

“Hey, Shana, it’s Ice.”

“Oh, hey Ice! How’s it going?”

“Oh, good. Jay said you’re getting new birds. Thought I’d offer to help.”

“Aw, that’s nice of you… We should be set. If not, how much would you charge?” Shana asked.

“Ah, don’t worry. You can afford it,” he said mildly flirtatiously.

“No, I’ll pay you. What’s your price? Like I said, we might not need you anyway,” Shana said.

“Oh. Going rate’s $8 per hour.”

“Come on Ice. That’s hand wages.”

He was silent.

“Well, I’m not comfortable taking advantage of you like that. But we’re probably set.”

“Mm… And Shana.”

“…Yeah?”

“I… never mind. But, I have extra peaches off my tree that we can’t finish. Figure I’ll ask family first.”

“Oh, nice. When are you wanting to drop them by?”

“Tomorrow after work should be fine.”

“Sure, thanks. If I’m not home, leave them by the door. Thanks.”

“See you later.”

When tomorrow afternoon came, she wasn’t home.

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