My Stepmother Lizzie wants a Baby Pt. 03

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So, my stepmother Lizzie wants to get pregnant.

She is in her early thirties and very fit and hot, and really wanted a kid with my father, but he’s in his late forties, and is not too keen about becoming a father again.

So, Lizzie turned to me, as I was my father’s son, I could give her the DNA from our family, and it would be like my father had done it, sort of.

Of course I wasn’t entirely on board at first, but eventually Lizzie wore me down, and for the last month we’ve tried twice now to get her pregnant.

Unfortunately, the second time was also a failure too, but my stepmother wasn’t willing to give up just like that, and in fact, this seem to make her even more determined to get pregnant.

“Alright, we will just have to step things up a gear!” she said eagerly, before then adding “We will have to just keep trying, whenever we can, wherever we can! No matter how long it takes!”

“Really?” I asked back in amazement, because that sounded like a lot of sex.

“Yes, really! And we start now!” replied my stepmother eagerly.

We were in the family bathroom again, and fortunately for us, my father was out at work, so keenly, my stepmother pulled off her black stretchy leggings, and then quickly turned and leant over the bathroom sink.

She then spread her fit tanned legs, revealing her bald pink pussy, before she waited for me to do my thing.

Quickly I undid my jeans, and pushed them down to the floor, before taking hold of my limp dick, and giving it a good tug.

Stepping up behind her, I continued to stroke my member, and as it started to rise and grow hard, I pressed it up against my stepmother little pink pussy lips, and then began to rub it back and forth across them.

“Oh yeah!” Lizzie groaned in delight, as I played with her lovely mature pussy with my cock.

Brushing it repeatedly across her moist warm mound soon got me hard, and once I was ready, I began to feed it into her, and with a gentle thrust, I slid inside my stepmother.

“Oh yeah!” Lizzie exclaimed happily, as I sunk my hard dick into her pussy.

Sliding most of the way inside of her, I filled her lovely moist cunt with my cock, before I then held onto her slim waist, eased back, and then slid in again.

“Oh yeah!” my stepmother said again in pleasure, as she felt me move inside of her.

Then steadily, I started to slide in and out of her, pumping her rhythmically with my firm length, and as I fucked her, she gripped the edges of the sink, and groaned in delight some more.

“Oh yes! Oh yes! Fuck me Steve! Fuck me!” she exclaimed eagerly, before then saying “I want your baby! Give me a baby!”

I wanted to give her a baby, I really did, so keenly, I held onto her a little tighter, and then began thrusting harder.

“Oh yes! Oh yes! That’s it! Fuck a baby into me! Fuck a baby into me!” she groaned excitedly.

I happily plunged back and forth inside of her, pumping her excitedly from behind, eager to give her what she wanted, and as I fucked her, my wonderful blonde haired stepmother groaned and moaned in delight.

Getting to fuck Lizzie was the high light of my young life, and I loved every second of it, and as we continued, she kept begging for more.

“Give it to me! Give it to me! Fuck me harder! I want you baby Steve! I want your baby!” she exclaimed excitedly again.

So I continued, and relentlessly kept thrusting into her, pounding her with my hard young cock, eager to fuck her until I came, and she continued to moan in pleasure as I did.

“Yes! Yes! Yes! Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me!” she exclaimed in joy again.

It was definitely wonderful fucking Lizzie from behind, and I would have happily continued, but after a while longer, I still wasn’t ready to cum, so, finally, my stepmother suggested we try another position.

I then slid into her a couple more times, deliberately going in balls deep and making her groan in pleasure again, before finally pulling out of her, and once I was clear of her lovely wet pussy, Lizzie stood upright.

“Sit on the edge of the bath!” she then said gesturing to it.

So, I moved to the big white tub, and then sat down on the edge of it, and then eagerly, my stepmother pulled off her white t-shirt, revealing her big round double D-cup boobs, and now completely naked, she stepped towards me.

She then straddled my waist, positioned herself over my rigid upright cock, and then lowered herself down onto it.

Her moist warm pussy pressed down on top of my member, before her little pink lips eased open, and she sunk down on to it.

“Oh yeah!” she exclaimed in delight again, as her cunt was filled with my firm dick.

Lizzie then sat on top of me for a moment, full of my cock, before she then placed her hands on my shoulders, and started to lift and drop onto me.

Sliding up and down my firm dick, she plunged her wet pussy repeatedly on my length, and as she bounced about in my lap, she groaned excitedly in pleasure.

“Oh yeah! Oh yeah! I’m going to make you cum Steve! I’m going to make varto escort you cum so hard!” she then said keenly.

I really enjoyed hearing my stepmother talk dirty to me like that, and I think she enjoyed it a little too, and happily she rose and fell on my stiff member, eager to make me blow my load.

As she bounced energetically on top of me, I slid my hands onto her lovely plump arse, to help her move up and down more, and as I gripped her soft warm cheeks, she moaned again in delight.

“Oh fuck, your cock feels so good! Oh fuck, it feels so good! I’m going to ride you until you cum!” she exclaimed excitedly.

Lizzie continued to move rapidly up and down on my hard cock, and she lifted and fell, I got to watch her lovely big round tits doing the same.

“Oh god! Oh god! Oh god!” she moaned in pleasure again, still happily riding my dick.

For several wonderful minutes, my horny hot stepmother rode me good and hard, desperate to make me cum, and part of me wanted to give her what she wanted, but the other part, was enjoying it too much.

So, Lizzie kept going, sinking her lovely wet cunt again and again onto my length, eager to make me blow my load, while I gripped her bare rear, enjoying every second.

As her hot naked pussy slid back and forth on my dick, and she groaned continuously in delight, I finally started to feel my excitement grow, and then said “I’m getting there!”

“Yeah?” asked my stepmother eagerly.

“Yeah!” I replied back excitedly.

Lizzie then let go of my shoulders, leant back, and as she did, she placed her hands down on the bathroom tiled floor, before she exclaimed “Fuck me Steve! Fuck me hard! I want your cum!”

Now leaning back on her hands, in like a crab position, but still impaled on my hard dick, Lizzie urged me to fuck her, so I did, and holding onto her arse tightly, I began to thrust keenly into her.

“Oh yes! Yes! Yes! Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me!” she cried out excitedly.

I happily did, and pounded my hard cock into her mature moist cunt, and as I fucked her ecstatically, her whole naked body shook back and forth, including her big round tits.

“Oh fuck! Oh fuck! Oh fuck!” she cried out again, as I pumped excitedly into her.

I had never fucked anyone in this position before, but I liked it, and kept eagerly going, and as I did, I felt my excitement increase rapidly.

“Oh shit!” I then groaned, feeling my joy growing more.

“Are you going to cum? Are you going to cum?” asked Lizzie eagerly.

“Yes! Yes!” I groaned back through gritted teeth.

“Do it! Do it! Do it!” cried my stepmother excitedly.

I keenly continued to pump into her hard and fast, and as my firm cock sunk all the way in, and my balls smacked against her arse, I felt my excitement race towards its end, until finally, I thrust in deep once more, and then exploded.

“OH SHIT YEAH!” I cried out, as I began to blow my sticky load into her.

“YES! YES! YES!” cried my stepmother happily, as she felt my warm cum spurting into her.

I then blasted dollop after dollop of creamy man goo straight into Lizzie’s waiting bare pussy, and gave her everything I had, as I unloaded again and again inside of her.

“Oh yes! Oh yes!” my stepmother groaned in delight, as I continued to fill her with my seed.

I happily blew a big load of cum in her, filling her little moist cunt with gooey cum, and for several wonderful seconds, I came inside my stepmother again.

Then, once I had unloaded all I could, I finally stopped, and with a big sigh, relaxed.

After I had finished and caught my breath, I helped my stepmother sit up again, and once she was sat up in my lap again, she grinned happily, and then leant in and kissed me.

We passionately kissed for a few moments, eagerly exchanging saliva as we did, before she then pulled her lips from mine, and said with a smile “Well, that was a good start!”

Over the next week or so, we fucked whenever we could, wherever we could, in the house, in the garden, we even snuck out to her car and did it in there once, but every time Lizzie took a test, it still came back negative.

However she still didn’t give up, and we continued trying for another few days, until one sunny afternoon, as I was strolling back from college minding my own business, she suddenly pulled up next to me in her car.

“Steve. Get in!” she said eagerly, looking over at me.

So, I quickly got into the passenger seat, and had barely got my seatbelt on, when she pulled away again.

“Is something wrong? Is dad okay?” I asked a little concerned, because Lizzie didn’t usually come and pick me up like this.

“Your father’s fine. But he’s at home at the moment, so this is the only other way we can do this!” my stepmother replied back.

“Do what?” I asked naively.

Lizzie then looked at me with a firm look, before I then understood what she meant, and replied “Oh!”

My stepmother with her medium length blonde hair, wearing a pink flower dress, drove us quickly through viranşehir escort the streets, and for a few minutes I wondered where we were going, until she swiftly turned into the local park.

Driving into the well maintained car park, she drove us straight down to the far end, before parking in a space that was over hung by a tree, and had several neatly trimmed bushes alongside it.

Then, once we were stopped, she looked over at me and smiled excitedly, before she reached over and started to undo my jeans.

“Really, here?” I then asked a little nervously.

“Yes. It’s the only place I could think of that we don’t have to pay for!” Lizzie replied back.

She then keenly unbuttoned and then unzipped my jeans, before plunging her warm soft hand inside, and taking hold of my limp dick.

Pulling it out, she held it firmly in her mature hand, before she began jerking my length with a big smile on her face.

“Oh yeah!” I moaned in delight, as my horny stepmother stroked my cock into life.

Her grip was almost perfect, and she tugged on my member so well, it didn’t take long before I was almost fully erect in her soft warm hand, and then when I was, she lowered her head, and slipped her mouth onto my dick.

I then groaned again in pleasure, as her warm wet mouth engulfed my firm length, before she started to suck on it excitedly, and I honestly couldn’t believe my stepmother was willing to do this, out in public.

But she was, and right there in her car, she bobbed her blonde head up and down in my lap, as she keenly sucked on my member.

Lizzie slid her wonderful mouth back and forth along my hard cock, happily slobbering all over it, and for several wonderful minutes, she eagerly tasted every inch I had.

Plunging her lovely lips up and down my stiff dick, she continued to suck on me for a little longer, clearly enjoying gobbling my firm young length, and she was drooling so much over it, my nuts were getting soaked too.

Then eventually she stopped, pulling her wonderful mouth right off my erection, and then taking a few deep necessary breaths.

With a big grin on her face, she then sat up again, before she hitched up the little blue skirt she was wearing, to reveal she had on no underwear underneath, and then eagerly moved towards me.

Crawling across me, she moved onto my lap, facing me, before she knelt down either side of my legs, placed her lovely mature bald pussy over my hard cock, and then gently lowered herself on to it.

Her soft little pussy then pressed down, on the top of my hard dick, before it eased itself open, and then she sunk down my length.

“Oh fuck yeah!” my stepmother moaned in delight, as she slid down my member to the base of it.

Her warm wet cunt had completely engulfed my hard cock, and it felt wonderful, then it got better when she lifted up, and then slid back down it.

“Oh yeah!” Lizzie moaned again in delight.

My stepmother then continued to move and down on me, and steadily rode my firm dick, despite the fact we were in a public place.

But Lizzie didn’t seem to care, she just wanted a baby, and happily, she just kept plunging herself onto my length.

“Oh Steve, I want your baby! I want your baby so much!” she then moaned, as she slid back and forth along my member.

With her arms around my shoulders, she held onto me, as she continued to bounce about in my lap, and every time she sunk down my hard cock, her lovely round butt cheeks bounced off my balls.

“Oh, give me a baby Steve! Give me a baby!” she moaned into my ear, as she kept riding me.

I wanted to give her a baby so much, and happily sat there, letting her fuck it out of me, and as she kept rising and falling on me, I moved my hands onto her warm soft rear, and then started to help her lift and drop more.

“Oh yes! Oh yes!” she moaned in delight, as she slid up and down my firm dick quicker.

The car was now slightly rocking as we fucked more excitedly, and if anyone had seen it, I’m sure they would have known exactly what we were doing, but fortunately for us, no one else was around right then, so, for a good while longer, we kept going, happily fucking in Lizzie’s car.

After a while longer of plunging her lovely wet cunt onto my young erection repeatedly, Lizzie started to look very hot, sweaty, and quite flushed, so she slid back and forth on my length once more, and then pulled herself off of it.

She then took a deep breath to calm herself, before she climbed off of me, opened the door that was surrounded by the bushes and trees, and stepped out.

“Oh god! I’m so hot right now!” she then gasped, because it was a very warm sunny afternoon, and we had been getting very energetic right then.

She then pulled at her little pink t-shirt, trying to get some cool air down it, before, to my amazement, she then took hold of it, and just pulled it completely off.

Lizzie didn’t have a bra on underneath, and now stood topless in the carpark, and if anyone walked by, kırklareli escort they would have seen her lovely big round double D-cup boobs.

But she didn’t seem to care, and then still feeling hot, she started to take off her skirt as well.

I watched again in disbelief, as she undid it, and then it dropped to the ground, and then there she was, just stood there in public, in just her fancy little sandals.

“Get out Steve, before anyone comes!” my stepmother then said to me eagerly.

I really couldn’t believe this was happening, but I did what she asked, and quickly climbed out of the car, with my completely naked hot blonde stepmother.

As I stepped out, Lizzie then moved to the car, placed her hands against it, and opened her legs.

“Fuck me Steve! Fuck me hard!” she then said eagerly.

I was still a little stunned this was happening, but I moved towards her, stepped up behind her, and placed my hard young cock up against her warm wet pussy.

Then, with a firm push, I sunk my dick into her, and as I slid in, she moaned in delight.

I then placed my hands on her slim waist, eased back, and then slid back in again, and instantly Lizzie moaned again in pleasure.

Steadily, I then started to slide in and out of her, pumping her with firm eager strokes, and as I started to fuck my horny stepmother, out in that car park, she moaned and groaned in delight.

“Yes, pound me Steve! Pound me! I want your cum! I want your cum!” she exclaimed eagerly.

So, I slid back and forth inside of her a little quicker, pumping her more firmly, and Lizzie moaned happily, and then leant more forwards onto her car.

Fucking my stepmother like this, out in public was so exciting and nerve racking, but this is what she wanted, so I continued, and as I thrust into her some more, I could see in the distance, a few people walking their dogs.

“Uh… there’s people over there!” I then whispered to Lizzie, a little concerned.

“I don’t care! They’re over there! Just keep fucking me!” she replied firmly back.

Well, I wasn’t going to argue with her, so, I keenly kept plunging into her, and as I fucked her relentlessly, she continued to lean against the car, and moan in pleasure.

“Oh yeah! Oh yeah! Oh yeah!” she said happily.

I keenly fucked my stepmother for a good while like that, while keeping an eye on the dog walkers in the distance, and then, slowly began to fuck her harder.

Holding onto her more firmly, I slid my hard cock in and out of her faster, pumping her lovely mature cunt with firmer strokes, and my stepmother groaned louder in delight.

“Oh yeah! Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me!” she exclaimed in delight, as she clung to the top of her car.

Pounding into her now, I fucked her as excitedly as I could, and as I slid back and forth inside of her, Lizzie began rocking against my hard deep plunges.

“Oh fuck! Oh fuck! Oh fuck!” she moaned in pleasure again.

I was now relentlessly fucking my horny stepmother from behind, in that park, and loving every second, and she seem to be enjoying it too, so, I kept going, hammering her pussy with firm eager length.

As I slid back and forth inside of her some more, Lizzie continued to moan and groan in pleasure, and then I started to feel my excitement grow.

So, I continued to hold onto her, and pump her cunt with hard thrusts, and as I pounded into her from behind, my stepmother kept moaning excitedly.

“Oh yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!” she cried happily.

My firm dick was plunging in and out of her wet pink pussy lips rapidly, and my excitement grew faster as it did, and I knew, I wasn’t going to last much longer.

“Oh god!” I then groaned, knowing I wasn’t far off from blowing my load.

“Are you going to cum?” asked my stepmother eagerly.

“Yes!” I replied excitedly back.

“Do it! Do it! Do it! Do it!” cried Lizzie back keenly.

So, I kept pounding into her, hammering her lovely mature cunt with wild excited thrusts, and then, I felt my excitement race to its finish, and with just a couple more pumps, I exploded.

“OH FUCK YEAH!” I cried out happily, as I began spurting my load inside my stepmother.

“OH YEAH!” groaned Lizzie happily, as she felt me filling her pussy with my warm sticky seed.

I happily pumped dollop after dollop of warm man cream into her bare mature cunt, filling my stepmother’s pussy with my baby making goo, and as I did, she moaned some more in delight.

“Oh yeah! Oh yeah!” Lizzie exclaimed happily, as I continued to spurt inside of her.

Then, after unloading what felt like a huge load of cum, I finally stopped, and with a happy sigh, relaxed as I remained buried in my stepmother’s gooey pussy.

“Oh yes! That was good baby! That was good!” Lizzie then said happily, enjoying it too.

However, after a moment to recover, she then said “Now do it again!”

“What?!” I asked back in surprise, because I couldn’t believe she had just said that to me.

She then looked around at me, and said eagerly “Do it again! Fill me with more of your cum! Just keep going, until you can’t do it anymore! I want every drop you have!”

For a moment I stared back at her in amazement that she was saying that too me, but she was clearly desperate now to get pregnant, so I just couldn’t say no, so instead I replied “Uh… okay!”

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Many a True Word… Pt. 01

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Parties are a great way to see your friends, get drunk and say things that get you into trouble. You know how it is. Somebody brings up sex and you end up saying things that might be true, but nobody wants to hear them.

We were at my buddy Archie’s house, and it was that time of the night. We had lit a fire in his firepit and were settling in as it began to burn lower. Most people had left, the beers were flowing into spirits and we had started to get philosophical. There was a pushy lesbian who was insisting that all women hated cocks: hated the sight of them, the taste, the smell, everything. I said I think she might be using a biased sample. She said that because women hated cocks, all sex was done somewhat unwillingly. So I said that in my experience, there were some women who didn’t really like cocks, but there were also some women who liked them very much. Who could not get enough of them. And then I just had to keep talking.

“In fact,” I said, “I think women who really like dicks? They probably like sex a lot more. Because even if the guy is shit at pleasing her, she’s got something to enjoy for herself. Like at least that’s something, right? And since lesbians don’t like cock, they’re definitely going to have bad experiences having sex with men. And then they start having sex with women and have something they like to look at so it gets much more fun, and then they decide that men are bad at sex – when they just don’t like the view.”

This got some hoots and hollers on both sides of the argument.

This is where the pushy lesbian got in my face. Her name was Kate and she was a tiny little pistol. 5’3″, long red hair, freckles all over her scowling face. She was built like a bullet – all force from the shoulders down, and she was used to driving that force forward. She was flat-chested which meant there was no joy in watching her bend forward to argue with me, although I could see she wasn’t wearing a bra.

“You’re saying men are great at sex, but women just don’t enjoy it because they think cocks are gross?”

“SOME women,” I shot back. “Like maybe lesbians. And like, yes, also men can be bad at sex.”

“Sounds like a great way to shift responsibility,” she sniffed at me. “I didn’t make my girlfriend come because she didn’t like my dick”.

At this point I could feel the circle of friends and acquaintances hanging on the argument. Kate was basically calling me bad at sex. Somebody would probably try to switch the subject, I thought. But nobody did. Everyone was hoping there’d be blood.

“Some guys don’t like pussy either. It doesn’t turn them on, so they don’t go downtown.”

“More dodging!” she shouted. “I don’t have to make my girlfriend come because I find her genitals disgusting. Men always say that.” She stared at me. I could tell she was enjoying this, even though she was also incensed. “Maybe you should stop being pussies about pussies.”

And this is where it started to get really out of hand. But sometimes, you just have to take the bait.

“And maybe you should stop whining about cocks, when you all know you love them. Even lesbians.” I added, because now I wanted to piss her off. “I mean, why do you all buy dildos? You need cock. You just don’t want what it’s attached to.”

“So now you’re saying we don’t actually hate cock, we’re just lying? You’re changing your argument. Which is it?” She laughed and other people laughed with her. I kind of wanted to slap her little face then. Or feed her my cock. Both sounded good.

I was pretty drunk at this point too so I said. “I do think some women don’t like it, sure. But I think some women pretend not to like it because they’re into tits and pussy. And you know what else?” Here I stood up. I walked across our ring of chairs and stared into her eyes. I guess we were kind of flirting, really. I wanted her to fight me because I could imagine ürgüp escort holding her down and fucking her. So I leant down right next to her for this next bit.

“I think someone women don’t like cocks, but that’s what they like about them – they like that they don’t like it. They get off on how much they hate it.”

“Fucking pig!” she shouted, and threw her drink in my face. Then she stormed off. The crowd around the fire reacted. A lot of oohs and ahhs. Some of them were on my side, but most of them were cheering her on. Her friends went after her. I felt bad – like I had ruined the party. Archie I think agreed. “Dude, no way,” he said, pulling me back into my seat.

I knew I’d gone too far. “Sorry” I shouted. :”Just what I’ve heard,” I added, laughing it off. We went on to talk about BDSM, and the feminist girl next to me with big beautiful tits was assuring everyone that consensual domination and abuse was absolutely a thing and respectable.We all loudly agreed and I might have forgotten about it if it hadn’t led to all the things to come.

Archie lived a few suburbs over from me, and we’d been friends since highschool. His sister knew my sister, as these things go in highschool. My sister Regina was 19 now, and since I’d gone off to university we hadn’t spoken much. She was always a bit stuck up and self important and I’d gone into sport while she had done music. So we were never close to begin with. I thought she might be at the party but hadn’t thought much about it – it had begun as a big event with a lot of old school friends. I’d noticed Archie’s sister, though: Dawn had become nearly six foot and was bordering on supermodel stature: long blonde hair, perfect big blue eyes and a winsome full-lipped smile. She even had the bikini-ready body of a supermodel, which was really too bony for me. I’d prefer something more like Regina, who was a lot curvier, especially where it counted. But given her face and tendency to wear bikinis I’d spent most of the first few hours trying to get Dawn to talk to me, so I hadn’t noticed Regina was there or a bunch of her other friends. Not until my sister poked me on the shoulder sometime around one am.

“Hey shithead,” she said.

“Oh hey. Hey pigwhore.” We’d had nicknames for each other since I was fourteen. “I didn’t know you were here.”

“Observant as ever,” she joked. “You sober?”

I did the math in my head.

“Yeah. Numerically.”

“Can we get a lift home?”

“Who’s we?”

She motioned behind her in the shadows. I saw faces I recognised. Tanya and Lydia.

“Hello Just Leaving,” shot out Lydia, and the three girls laughed. Four – no five years ago – my sister had introduced me to Lydia by saying “this is my brother, he’s just leaving”. Lydia used it every single time. At first it made me want to smack her but over time I realised you only get snarky like that if you’ve got at least a bit of a crush. Lydia had a swimmers body, muscular and taut, with big round thighs that were a delicious caramel colour because of some mixed heritage she had. That also gave her dusky heavy-lidded dark brown eyes and long rusty blonde hair. The permanent smirk on her face was all her own doing and it made me alternate between wanting to slap her lips off her face and wanting to slide my cock between them while she kept her smile.

Tanya was a big girl in every sense. Taller than me and round like a sphere in the middle but she had that fat girl vibe where all the flesh just added more to her sexiness, like she was just one gigantic pair of tits. Of all of them, I knew she was the one out fucking already, crushing horny teens between her big meaty thighs until they begged for more. At my school the jocks would say the same joke – fuck the fat girls, they’re the most grateful. But fat girls, in my experience? They loved nothing more than uşak escort pleasure and shoving things in their mouth. If I hadn’t been a dumbass I would have been hooking up with Tanya in Archie’s basement instead of bringing Dawn vodka pops for two hours. Although it still felt odd thinking about that – five years ago the four of them had been in my basement watching a Legally Blonde marathon for Reginas thirteenth birthday party. All in socks and pyjamas and pigtails, braces on Tanya’s teeth and thick glasses on Regina. Cognitive dissonance is a bitch.

But five minutes later, everything felt different. Tanya was up front next to me, and Dawn, Regina and Lydia were in the back. Suddenly I felt less like a bratty older brother and more like a dad or an uncle, driving the young kids home. I made a detour to get fast food for dessert and they all cheered. While we were eating ice cream the giggling started up from the back seat. I couldn’t see who was saying what in the dark, and I think that made them bolder.

“We heard what you said.” That was Lydia. Always brash.

“I say a lot of things,” I shot back.

“About how women either like dicks or don’t.” That was my sister. Weird to hear her say those words.

“Is it true?” Lydia demanded.

I shrugged and ate my icecream. “I think so. Some guys are into tits, some into pussy, some into asses. Some women think cocks are gross or just boring. Some fucking love them.”

“How can you tell?” I think that was Dawn.

I didn’t understand so I turned around. “You guys know about the internet, right? Just say Hey Siri show me some big fucking dicks, you’ll get dicks. HEY SIRI,” I yelled. “Show me some naked hot guys with really gigantic swinging donkey dicks!”

“I didn’t hear that” said someone’s phone, and everyone laughed.

Eventually we recovered and Dawn added “No I meant how to guys tell”

I thought about this and I figured out what I thought they wanted to know.

“Listen, every adolescent jackass will tell everyone they meet that they know how to tell which girls are down to fuck, or which ones suck cock, or whatever. Like they’ve got the secret code to getting their dick wet. Oh ask her out she’ll suck your dick you can tell because she’s like into punk rock…or whatever. And it’s all bullshit. It’s just guys trying to act like women are safes and they know how to crack the code.”

“The truth is,” I said, finishing my ice cream, “is you find a girl you like and you – basically – whip it out and see what she thinks.”

This caused a lot of screaming and laughing. “Not straight away!” I added. “But you know, you have to figure that out together.” Now I was feeling like the wise uncle again. “That’s why first times are weird, you know you like the person and want to jump their bones but you don’t know what parts of sex you like. But the fun part is you get to experiment together. But the un-fun part is sometimes you find out you don’t like what they like.”

“What do you mean?” asked Tanya, biting her lip.

“Like maybe you really like having your dick sucked, but she isn’t in to it. She just doesn’t find dicks sexy. Or doesn’t find sucking them sexy.”

“Do you like sucking dick?” Tanya sassed.

“I’m not going to answer that in mixed company,” I dodged.

“Do you think I like sucking dicks?” This was Lydia again. Bold as brass.

“Lydia,” I said, “I wouldn’t dream of speculating and even if I did, a gentleman never tells”

This got lots of groans from the backseat for being super cheesy but the one thing I’d learnt in my short time at college was throwing a bit of gentlemanly talk in was always good for impressing women. They do not expect it – and it gets them going. Nothing makes a girl soak her panties like the idea that a guy is into her but not going to be an asshole about it.

I started the üsküdar escort car over the complaining. But the teasing wasn’t finished.

“How many girls have sucked your dick?” asked someone, and I realised it was my sister.

“A gentleman never tells that either.”

“Okay so none then,” said Lydia.

“Or is it one?” I think that was Dawn.

“Oh! – Your true love?” ribbed my sister.

“One and a half?”

“How can you have half a blow job?”

“Just the bottom jaw”

More laughter. They were talking so fast I was losing track of who was speaking and also they were enjoying being tipsy and letting their imaginations run wild. Eventually another question came through.

“What about how big it is?”

I looked in the rear view mirror. There was a lot of giggling and shushing now. Tanya was whispering something back at them.

“What do you mean?”

“You said some girls like cocks but is it like, like what if it’s like a really gross cock.”

Hoo boy, I thought. Sex ed from big bro.

“Listen, some guys do have gross dicks because they don’t wash or something and that’s fucked up, but like otherwise…look, if you’re a guy into tits, you might like big ones or small ones but also? You just like tits.”

“No way,” shouted Lydia. “Guys only like big ones, like Tanya’s”

Tanya starting slapping Lydia, or trying too.

“I think guys like seeing tits, and I think big ones are easy to see, maybe?” I tried not to look at Tanya, but she was looked at me. “Some guys,” I added. “Some guys are ass guys or I guess pussy guys or even like I don’t know, feet guys.”

There was more groaning and laughing about this. Lydia stuck her now-bare foot between the front seats. “Oh does this turn you on, Rory? Does it distract you from the road”. The hysterics got louder.

“Tanya!” shouted someone. “Show him your tits! See if he likes them better than Lydia’s foot!” A shapely hand came through from the darkness, and I heard Dawn say “what about a hand job, Roorrrry”.

I was grateful when I pulled into the driveway. The laughter was getting high-pitched and crazy and also I was getting hard as fuck with all this talk. I bundled out as fast as I could and told them I was going to bed. “You’ll have to do without my sex ed now,” I said.

“Oh Rorrry,” moaned Lydia. “My feet are so naked. Don’t you want to jack off on them?”

“Tanya wants you to fuck her tits,” shouted my sister at my back.

“Yeah! Fuck my tits! Come shove your big man dick between them” shouted Tanya, and I thought to myself, girl, you should be so lucky.

“Yeah and we’ll suck it,” said my sister.

“And you can eat us out” shouted Dawn.:

My father once told me many a true word is spoke in jest. I think that might be Shakespeare even. Definitely I’d had some great college nights where jokes and dares and bluffs had turned into something concrete. But I honestly didn’t think anything about the night’s conversation would go anywhere. I shut myself in my room and loaded up a dungeon crawling computer game to blow off steam and power down for the night. Slapping goblins around instead of slapping my meat, basically. I didn’t want to think about the girls talking dirty. I knew some of them too closely for that. I didn’t want to start thinking about Tanya’s tits and end up thinking about my sister.

Just as I was going to sleep I got a nice distraction. My phone blinked. 3am now. It was the girl I had assumed was an uptight lesbian, but now I wondered. It was a post that said “sorry I got you all wet. Maybe you can get me wet back someday.” Had someone stolen her phone? Or was she drunk? I wrote back “lol. What would you prefer? Beer or spirits?” I figured that was vaguely funny and also let her take any sexual implication back. Then two things happened in very close succession.

First, there was a knock at my door, and it was opened to reveal all four young girls, some in pyjamas, some still in party gear and some halfway in between and half undressed. Second, my phone beeped again and the text from the girl I was now very sure wasn’t a lesbian read simply “How about your hot cum?”

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All people having sexual activity in this story are eighteen and over.

I woke at seven. I heard mum in the shower; she was singing. I checked my phone. Mum had finished ‘Mum Loves a Big Thick Cock’ and was on Chapter two of ‘Mum Gives a Lovely Tight Ride’. I wondered if she’d ever tell me she was reading erotica.

I heard mum going downstairs. I had my shower dressed and went downstairs at twenty to eight. As I went into the kitchen, I wondered if Babs would be braless? She was, everything was sizzling away in the big frying pan. Babs was working at the sink. I put my hands on her hips my head was beside her head, our ears were touching, “Good morning Babs, this is a big day for you I just want you to know I’ll be with you every step of the way, that’s a nice perfume you are wearing, is it new?”

This was the first time in my life I’d smelt mum wearing a perfume, perfumes were just not her thing.

“Barry, thank you. I just want this day over, I’ve so many memories of Tom. May gave me this perfume for my birthday last year, today’s the first day I’ve worn it. If you like it, I’ll wear it for you?”

The way I was standing now, my mouth was so close to Babs’ earlobe. My hands had moved from her hips to her waist. My next move would be to fondle her massive tits, “Babs, it suits you, I’ve never described a perfume in my life before. I find it quite intoxicating, it’s delicate, sweet, feminine and very sexy.”

As I said sexy, I cupped both her massive breasts until my thumb and index finger were squeezing her big, hard nipples. Babs grunted with pleasure as I took her right earlobe into my mouth and started sucking it.

My cock was hard. I wanted to push against mum’s butt with it but felt this wasn’t the time as we were going to her father’s funeral this morning. Mum whispered, “Barry, do you think I’m sexy?”

As she said this, I was sliding my tongue in and out of her ear as I fondled her massive tits more firmly, “Babs, I think that there’s a sexual volcano lurking deep inside you but it’ll have to be a special person to release it for you. When you date, you’ll have to be careful. Dad was too selfish for you. Let’s eat. We can’t be late for the service.”

Mum turned around and kissed me on the lips but no tongue. “Barry, I think you know me better than I know myself. Thank you for saying those words to me, as they mean a lot. I also think your evaluation of me is correct, I love making your breakfast in the morning.”

We had breakfast. Mum went to change as I read the newspaper. When Babs got into the car, she said, “Barry, I put on a little more perfume for you.”

“Thank you Babs, always put some under your ears as it smells great there. You look stunning in that outfit, the bra does a lot of good things for you, you’re a beautiful, sexy woman.”

The car park at the crematorium was nearly full when we arrived. It was quarter to nine. The staff had reserved the front row for us, so we walked straight to it. The pew we were sitting on had room for another eight people. There were people standing in the side aisles. I stood up to offer them the seats. Babs whispered to me, “Barry, you have class and style. You are a perfect gentleman.”

The service started; the pastor who conducted it had researched Tom’s life well. All his charity work, the compassionate employer he had been. The way he presented it impressed me.

Tom’s request to have Frank Sinatra’s My Way played as his coffin disappeared behind the curtain brought a lot of tears from the congregation.

Babs and I were the first to leave. We stood outside, greeting the mourners as they left the service. As I greeted them, it was a handshake and a hug. The hugs were wonderful. I never in my life had so many women squeezing their tits against my chest. Between Fay and Su, her daughter, they were both of a similar size. There were also several others that surprised me with the intimacy of their hugs.

Babs and I had thanked so many people for attending. Jim was on duty when we got to the hotel, he reckoned there would be over four hundred for the brunch. By chance, Jo and Jill were sitting at the same table as Babs and I. It didn’t take me long to realise there was a coolness between Babs and Jo. I did not know why this was, I would ask mum later. As far as I was concerned, I couldn’t have a better number two than Jo. It was Jill that was obviously visually upset. She was so polite to me. She’d also pushed her massive tits against my chest with her hug. I thought of the video with her and her mum in bed with Tom. I had the feeling Jill would be easy, but I wanted to have Jo first.

Brunch was served, it was tasty. I only drank mineral water, Babs leaned over and whispered, “Barry, are you having wine?”

I whispered back, “Babs, I’ve got to work today. We have two weddings this afternoon. This will be a long day.”

Mum winked at me. She’d done that several times since we’d sat down. Babs, in her outfit, looked gorgeous. My eyes were being drawn to her magnificent tits, as well as Jo’s. I was trying my best to üzümlü escort snatch glances at Jo’s, but I’m sure she’d caught me twice.

The brunch was over; the tables were being cleared people were leaving. I was about to offer mum a lift home but she had her mobile out texting a message. Jo and Jill had said their goodbyes, as both were working this afternoon. Jo had gone over to mum, shook her hand and said, “Babs, you look gorgeous today. It’s a sad day for all of us, we must get on with our lives.”

Babs had put her mobile into her handbag, “Babs, would you like me to give you a lift home as we have a wedding in this area at two-thirty this afternoon?”

“Barry, I’ve just messaged May, we’re going to go shopping again as I need to buy more casual clothes for around the house. I feel sorry for you as I think you’ll be busy all day. Will you be very late home tonight?”

“Babs, it depends on the two weddings. Both finish at eleven. It could be twelve before I’m home. I want to be back in here tomorrow at nine, but I’ll be home around six tomorrow night, we can have some wine then.”

Babs smiled, “Breakfast at eight-thirty, I’ll have an early night so I’ll be asleep when you get home. Tomorrow I’ll pick the wines for Sunday night.”

May then came to our table, she gave me a hug with a kiss on the cheek, that was twice this morning. I’d felt the weight of her massive tits on my chest. “Barry, the service today was excellent. I’m looking forward to next Saturday at the big wedding. Babs and I are now going out for a little shopping.”

I went into the office; I’d seen Fay and Su from a distance before they’d both waved. Jo was in the office. I told her about the property I’d bought, she laughed, “Barry, you get things done, hopefully the new wines will arrive mid-week as we’ll need them as wine stocks are getting low. Have you time for a coffee as I’ve a couple of things I’d like to talk to you about?”

“Jo, no problem. I’ll come with you so I can see the wine cellar, then we can have our coffee.”

Jo smiled I followed her to the wine cellar, there wasn’t much of the high-volume wines left. Our wine list had over seventy wines on it, which was too much. Someone had taken the wines for both the weddings out of the cellar. “Barry, I think we can make it, we had wine delivered every week that’s we are so low but that’s good for us. I’ll keep my eye on it. Have you had a date for delivery yet?”

“Jo, I’ve paid for it. It’s also been despatched; I’ll phone when we get back to the office. Now let’s get the coffee.”

We got back into the office, the phone rang; it was Gary Harper to ask me for the VAT number of the hotel so the Customs knew who they were dealing with. I told him the Wine Company was already VAT registered. He then told me all the wine was now in the UK. He’d submitted the paperwork to the Customs. There was one pallet short of two containers. The Customs required payment before releasing the goods. I asked when he’d know the exact amount. He told me Monday at eleven in the morning, but that was at his customs office. I told him I could have a Bank certified cheque delivered to the Customs office in the City at eleven-thirty. He told me the wine would be in his secure storage at two on Monday afternoon.

I thanked him; I felt so happy about getting the wine on Monday afternoon. Jo was happy too. I then noticed Jo was wearing a solid gold Rolex watch and bracelet. This prompted me, “Jo, when is Jill’s 21st birthday?”

“A week on Tuesday, why?”

“I have access to Tom’s safe I found a box with a brand-new ladies Rolex similar to yours with a note on it ‘For Jill’s 21st’, do you want me to give it to her or will you give it to her?”

Jo smiled, “Barry, I’m so happy Tom has done this, Jill was very upset with his passing. Today she’s putting on a very brave face as she’s working on the day he was cremated. Let me think about it as Tom always took Jill and I out on our birthdays for a meal. It might make it easier for Jill if you were there too, it would also show her you were taking an interest in her?”

“Jo, I’ve no problem with that. Please make the booking in my name. I’ll make it my treat for the both of you. What was it you wanted to chat about?”

“Barry, can I ask what’s going to happen with the Penthouse? The reason I’m asking this is I’ve got some clothes there. Tom gave me a key years ago, but I didn’t want to go in there myself for my clothes.”

I took Jo’s hand as I squeezed it suggestively, I said, “Jo, we have two weddings to get through this afternoon. When we’re through with them, we’ll go over and get your clothes. I know Tom was your lover. My last words to Tom were a promise I gave him I’d look after you and Jill.”

I was sitting at the desk. Jo was sitting on a chair opposite the desk. She walked over to my chair. As she sat on my lap, she started kissing me. Her tongue was deep inside my mouth. She broke away, “Barry, I need a quickie. Please strip for me and sit in the chair. I’ll lock the door. I’ll uzunköprü escort strip for you, as I’m going to give you the best chair ride you’ll ever get in your life.”

We were both naked quickly. Jo’s body was beautiful. Her figure was perfect: big tits, narrow waist, beautiful hips with lovely long legs. Her hairless vulva swelled, and her thick cunt lips stressed her lovely long sex slit.

Jo came over she knelt in front of the chair as she fondled my erect cock and heavy balls, I had some pre-cum on my piss slit a flick of Jo’s tongue it was gone, “You taste nice and sweet, I can’t believe how big your cock is it’s so long and thick let me make him hard I don’t know if I’ll be able to deep throat you, but I’ll do my best.”

Jo then started to nibble and lick all around my thick shaft. As she did this, she was giving my heavy balls a sensual massage. I felt the warmth of her mouth as took the head of my monster cock into her mouth slowly but surely; she was taking more and more of my shaft. Her head was bobbing now as she’d angled her throat. I felt the head of my cock hitting the soft, warm walls of her throat.

Jo was now deep throating me. Jo had my full length in her mouth and throat. She started tightening her throat muscles with a swallowing motion which was gripping around the head of my cock. She came off me and whispered, “That’s a monster cock you have, I want you to know that I’m a kneeler I’ll kneel for you anytime you want I was tempted to bring you off there but I want to feel you spurt inside me.”

As Jo was saying this, she was squatting over me, running the head of my cock up and down, just inside her thick cunt flaps, along her long sex slit.

As Jo pushed down on me, I easily slipped inside her dripping honey pot until I felt the warmth of her cunt walls. Jo gasped as the head of my cock hit her cervix, “Barry, this is fantastic. My pussy feels stretched, but it feels so good. I’m getting unfamiliar sensations from the length, also from the thickness. Let me get a rhythm going, as this is going to be good.”

Jo soon had a powerful rhythm going, she was grip release, grip release as she pounded my cock. Her massive tits were bouncing uncontrollably. They looked fabulous with her big hard nipples pointing towards me.

“How’s it for you Barry? I’m getting close, but I can hold back if you’re not ready to cum? This is so good I can’t believe how good this feels.”

“Jo, I’m close too, let’s do it cum for me. Let me feel your creamy spunk run down my cock, cum for me.”

We both climaxed within seconds of each other. Jo’s whole body shook as she came. I was now thrusting my cock up into her shaking body. It was a wonderful feeling for both of us.

When Jo composed herself, she leaned down on me. We kissed lovingly for a few minutes, “Jo, that was the best chair ride I’ve ever had. We’ve work to do. Let’s shower after the meals are served, we can go over to the Penthouse.”

Both the weddings went well. The speeches both were long. One wedding was having a disco, the other a band. It was now just after seven the dancing had started in both rooms. I saw Jo in the room, “Jo, do you want to go over now?”

“I’d love to. My pussy has never tingled as much as it’s tingling now. After the meals were served, I went home to get a suitcase to put my clothes in. I’ve spoken to Jill, she’s excited that you’re inviting us out for dinner on her birthday. She’d like to go to the new Thai that’s just opened, I’m hearing its getting an excellent name. Shall we go in my car?”

We went in Jo’s car we got into the lift she kissed me passionately as her hand fondled my cock, she whispered, “When we get upstairs, I’m going to make him hard would you like me to dress for you as I’ve a selection of micro-miniskirts up there, Tom liked me to wear them?”

She didn’t know that I’d seen the videos she and Jill had both performed in miniskirts, I smiled, “Jo, that would be nice but no panties.”

She laughed as we got out of the lift and opened the door to the Penthouse. “Barry, do you want me topless with just my miniskirt and silk stockings?”

“Jo, that would be lovely. Will we meet in the lounge or the bedroom?”

“Better the lounge let me get you hard there, then we can go to the bedroom. I use a wardrobe in one of the spare bedrooms. This could take me a few minutes to pack my suitcase. You get naked. It would be nice when I come into the lounge, I caught you stroking your monster cock?”

I liked Jo’s style. I wanted to tell mum I might need her to go to the bank, get the certified cheque, then take it to the customs. First, I checked what mum had been reading, she was on chapter three of ‘Introducing Mum into Bondage’, chapter three was about how much mum loved to be fucked blindfolded as she loved to take it in all three holes.

I messaged mum, “Babs, you looked beautiful today. I may need you on Monday morning around eleven to go to the bank for a certified cheque then take to the customs office, then we’ll have the wine van escort delivered on Monday afternoon. I’m going to be late tonight. I’d like breakfast at eight-thirty, if you want a long lie, then I’ll have breakfast in the hotel. Love Barry xx.”

I was thinking of messaging May, but I’d do that when I got home. Hearing Jo coming; I stroked my rock-hard cock. She stood at the door with her eyes fixed on my monster cock. She looked gorgeous in her miniskirt, silk stockings and three-inch heels, “Barry, you’ve started without me, what’s made you so hard? Have you been thinking about my big juicy titles or my tight cunt, which is so hungry to have your big thick cock back inside of it? Do you like me talking dirty to you, as I can talk very dirty to you?”

“Jo, you look stunning in your miniskirt. It makes your legs look so long. When you go out socially, how short can you wear it?”

“Are you thinking about the birthday party, as I can go a little above mid-thigh? Jill’s so similar to me. She looks gorgeous in a miniskirt, too. Barry, let’s go to bed and fuck me hard and deep, fuck me so hard that you’ll need to help me walk to the car.”

That was the start of a wonderful three-hour session. Everything was so spontaneous. I gave her pleasure; she gave me pleasure. I came three times. I’m sure Jo had at least six powerful orgasms.

As we lay in bed afterwards, I told Jo that mum and I would move into the Penthouse. Mum was now going through a divorce until she found a place to live, we’d share the Penthouse. I told her if she’d any personal stuff, now would be the time to get it out.

She told me it was clothes she had here. I said, “Jo, today at the brunch Babs was cool with you, have you had a fall out?”

“Barry, we haven’t had a fallout. I like Babs. She’s had a terrible marriage. Tom hated her husband. Babs’s life comprised looking after you, she’s done a wonderful job. I think she was jealous of me because her father was my lover. Tom was a ladies’ man who enjoyed busty women. She’s around the same age as me, but the way she dressed made her look in her fifties. I was being sincere when I told her she looked stunning at the brunch.”

We then showered. I opened the safe and showed the Rolex. The little diamonds impressed her around the face of the watch. “Barry, you give it to her along with Tom’s hand written note. I’ll tell her not to wear it socially until after she graduates, as that’s an expensive watch. I’ll be wearing a miniskirt. Will I get Jill to wear one too?”

I carried Jo’s suitcase to the car. We got back to the hotel at five to eleven. We both checked the two weddings, everything was good, there were lots of cheerful people around.

I went into the office to pour myself a glass of wine and reflect on the day. It had been a good day; the sex had been exceptional. Gary letting me know the wine could be there on Monday. I checked my messages. Mum had replied, “Barry, thanks for letting me know about the wine, May will be so happy. I know you’re busy, but drop her a line to let her know the wine will be here. I’ll do whatever you want on Monday morning. I’m enjoying the reading from the iPad, it’s lighter than a book. I can adjust the size of the text and the illustrations in colour are excellent. I’ll have breakfast on the table for you tomorrow morning. Today I bought a silk dressing gown; I hope you like it as I love the feel of silk against my skin. See you tomorrow morning, love Babs xx.”

I checked mum’s reading, knowing full well there were no illustrations in a Tale of Two Cities. Mum was now concentrating on How To e-books. Tonight, she’d read ‘How to Give Maximum Pleasure When Sucking a Cock’ followed by ‘How to Seduce Your Son’. I had the feeling she was going to be braless tomorrow morning.

I sent May a message, apologizing for messaging her so late, but sharing the good news that the wine will be delivered on Monday. You looked absolutely stunning this morning. I’m looking forward to Wednesday, we can have a wine tasting in the Penthouse. What time have you to be home for and what time are you available from? Babs has told me she’s got a lovely silk dressing gown. Thank you for taking the time to go shopping with her. Let me know the times for Wednesday. Love Barry xx.”

I finished my wine and glass down to the Cocktail Bar. When I got home, there was only a hallway light on, mum was in bed. I poured a glass of wine, which I took to my bedroom. I checked my phone. May had replied, “Barry, thanks so much for letting me know about the wine, that’s wonderful news. I can be free from twelve until six. I’ve already got my alibi in place, I’m going to a medical seminar, that’ll give me six hours with you, though I must warn you I like to get my relief in a strong physical way.”

“We must be discreet. Wednesday is strictly between ourselves. We can’t at the moment let Babs have any idea that you’re riding me. I think Babs is getting interested in you. I’m so happy she’s getting divorced and so is she. She’s lived in a sexless, miserable marriage. Your father wasn’t interested in exploring anything that wasn’t traditional sex. I have the feeling that Babs is curious. I have the feeling that she wants to become alive again. Keep giving her the confidence you’re giving her. I must be honest with you; Babs and I are lovers. You’ll love the silk dressing gown.”

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If Only Our Parents didn’t Catch Us Ch. 02

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In horror, I looked from mom to dad and vice versa. What should I tell them?

– Daughter, what were you doing? You should have done your homework!! – It’s good that my parents’ eyes were focused on my sister’s dirty little face and I managed to quietly close my fly, fortunately my penis had almost returned to its normal state. However, in the last three and a half weeks, an erection has become more common for him.

And then, quite suddenly, Nastya, without opening her eyes covered with sperm, said:

– This is condensed milk, mom… Forgive me, please, you forbade Fima to eat sweets, but you allowed me… Even that delicious ice cream, you said that I could go down and eat… I thought it was wrong if Fima will be left without something tasty, I had condensed milk, here we are… But without a bottle opener it was impossible to open it properly, that’s why it splashed… Right on my face, good, at least a little got on my T-shirt…

Little sister found the bed with her hand, straightened up and… pulled out a half-full can of condensed milk from behind the curtain! Yes, not a simple one, but with holes in several places, quite crumpled.

– We opened it with a pencil… And it squirted! I even managed to close my eyes, otherwise I don’t even know what would have happened…

– Oh, daughter, you are such a bungler! – Dad approached Nastya and patted her on the head. It’s so good that this time we performed oral sex in her room, and not in mine! I didn’t have such preparation for our legends in the form of cans of condensed milk…

– Well, have you seen enough? Can I now go to the bathroom and clean myself up? – my sister licked her lips, somehow opened her left eye, where there was less condensed milk, and wandered into the bathroom. Dad leaned over the table.

– These are the examples? Yes, they are elementary!

“Well… I don’t know, it seems a bit complicated to me…” I drawled.

– Nastya will be back now, I’ll explain to you in no time! – Father perked up and began leafing through our notes.

Meanwhile, mom bent over and saw a pillow under the table, on which Nastya was kneeling while she was giving a blowjob.

– Hey, why is this still here? Has it been long since Nastya cleaned her room? Things are scattered, and now this condensed milk… So, tomorrow you will do some general cleaning, okay? And you will help your sister!

I nodded. Nastya returned, listened to comments about the pillow, and then she and I listened to dad for half an hour. At first he was surprised for a long time at how simple the examples were, then he began to explain how to solve differential equations. We already knew all this, but we carefully pretended that my father had told a real revelation. Having made sure that we understood everything by solving a couple of examples, the parents left, allowing not only Nastya, but also me to eat ice cream.

As soon as the door slammed behind dad and mom, Nastya and I immediately clung to each other. I kissed her cute face, which just half an hour ago was completely covered with my sperm. I kissed him and couldn’t get enough. My palms slid over my sister’s smooth knees, thighs, and sometimes even lay on her ass, which made Nastya shudder every time. I lifted Nastya’s T-shirt – her delicious tits with erect nipples beckoned me to caress them.

— Nastya, please put on those knee-high socks. “I want to see,” I whispered breathlessly in my sister’s ear. She obediently and gracefully jumped out of bed, opened the dresser drawer and fished out exactly the piece of clothing that I wanted to see. They were white with blue stripes. I watched with lust as Nastenka put on them. Specially for me. Noticing my gaze, my sister smiled:

– Brother, you are such a pervert!

With my fingers, I began to caress my sister’s zettai-ryoiki line, especially the place where the elastic bands of the knee socks tightened the skin. Nastenka trembled in my hands, waiting for the caresses to move into the oral plane. I leaned forward a little, so that my long-standing stone member was exactly above my sister’s face, and then I took her hands in mine, intertwining our fingers into a lock. Clenching my palms, I moved my penis to my eagerly open mouth. And now my trembling flesh touched the tender lips of my baby! It was impossible to come up with a legend that would justify this; if the parents entered the room right now, then everything would be over. My whole being was torn apart by the awareness of the fantastic nature of what was happening – the penis climbed deeper into Nastya’s mouth, and the pleasure became more acute.

My sister’s sweet face turned red and pale, trying to swallow ümraniye escort my dick. Nastenka moaned and drooled, sticking out her tongue while the penis made its way into her narrow throat. We unlaced our fingers, after which I took my hands to the back of her curly head and pressed harder with each thrust, trying to achieve complete immersion so that my balls would rest on my sister’s chin. It was not very convenient to do it in such a position, but I wanted to master Nastenka this way. Energetically squelching and squealing with my dick in my mouth, I walked towards my goal, simultaneously caressing Nastya’s ears with my thumbs.

I didn’t have enough for a long time – my penis began to pulsate and begin to fill my beloved mouth. The baby squeezed her lips tightly, releasing the penis with a squeak. She did not swallow, but puffed out her cheeks erotically, exciting me even more. Leaning down, I pressed my lips to hers. Hot and viscous sperm now connected us – my sister gave me some, and then we swallowed synchronously. Smiling, I licked her nose with my tongue. My sweet babe giggled and then pulled herself free and straddled me. She lifted her T-shirt and moved left and right so that her tits shook. What a pleasure it is to follow them! I reached out my hands and grabbed Nastya’s elastic softness. She gasped and blushed her cheeks.

And then she settled down at my feet, placing her tits on my thighs. And she took it into her mouth again, for the umpteenth time today. This time Nastyusha set the pace, working with her mouth like a piston. In the process, the sister sank her lips lower and lower until she began to reach the base of the penis. This was not easy for her, by the end tears were already running down her cheeks, but the result was beyond praise – we came at the same time, although Nastyushka never touched her bud with her hands! She trembled and fluttered on the penis, closing her eyes and pressing her lips tightly together. At this point the little girl did not share with me, but ate everything herself, showing me her tongue without traces of sperm on it.

I kissed the girl tenderly on the lips, after which she sighed and ran her hand over her panties.

“Oh, we got wet…” quickly jumping out of bed, Nastya began looking for others in the chest of drawers. Her choice settled on pink ones with white stripes.

She looked at me eloquently.

– What? – I asked.

– Bra-atik, come out, I’m shy! – my sister drawled. Smiling, I tried to pat her on the head, but Nastya dodged. There was nothing to do – I left the room. The member, which had begun to calm down, perked up again from this sister’s behavior. A minute later I knocked.

– Are you done yet?

– Not yet!

– Well, okay… – I shrugged. If I understood my parents correctly, then after the incident with the “condensed milk” they did allow me to leave the top floor to eat ice cream. So I decided to go down. But even before I reached the stairs, I heard strange sounds from the living room. Although… why strange? Just in my sister’s and my rooms, such sounds have long become commonplace!

Beside myself with excitement, I quietly crawled to the railing and looked down. Arsik is sleeping on the sofa without his hind legs, his tongue hanging out on his side. On TV, the life of elephants was replaced by the difficulties of a giraffe’s existence. And in front of dad’s chair, mom stood on her knees and made characteristic movements with her head! Holding my breath, I watched my parents, feeling my penis getting tight in my pants again. And then Nastya approached me completely inaudibly from behind.

– What’s there? – she whispered right in my ear. Out of surprise, I jerked, lost my balance and fell straight to the bottom, counting each step with my ribs. It’s good that he didn’t lose consciousness. The pain was hellish, Nastya and Arsik immediately rushed to me. But for some reason there was no help from the parents, but a whole series of sounds was heard from them.

– Aah, kids, what are you doing, you can’t come here! – I raised my head and saw a wonderful picture – my mother was wiping her mouth with one hand, and with the other she was trying to fasten her father’s fly, from where a rather impressive apparatus was peeking out. There was no way to push it in, so mom simply pulled the zipper, causing dad to cry out in pain and make a hellish grimace. I couldn’t help but smile, but then I imagined what it was like and I didn’t feel like laughing at all.

– Dad, how are you? – I asked.

– It’s okay, son. And how are you? – Dad squeezed out a forced smile. – Aren’t you hurt too ünye escort much?

Arsik began to busily lick my face, wagging his tail, and Nastya began to feel my ribs, looking for fractures. Within a minute it turned out that there was much more noise than real damage – I escaped with a couple of bruises, and dad had even stopped wincing.

“Children… in general… we need to talk,” said the mother.

Dad, all red as a beet, Mom, sighing heavily and looking away, and Nastya and I – discouraged, but pleased that we had evened out the number of taps so quickly, even if our parents did not suspect it.

– You see, children… When adults love each other, they sometimes… sometimes… Caress their partner. In general, the point is that…

“Mom, we’re actually adults too, we’re eighteen,” Nastenka smiled and waved her hand.

“Uh, yes, but you still… don’t know yet…” Mom waved her hand and looked at dad in despair. They checked our phones and computer browsers regularly, but still didn’t seem to know that incognito mode and history deletion existed. This was all the more strange because my mother worked in a beauty salon and actively maintained pages on social networks, communicating with clients, and my father was a stock broker and also constantly used the network – how did they manage not to hear about ways to free themselves from excessive control? In any case, my parents were confident that my sister and I had never watched porn.

– We don’t know… we don’t know what? – Nastya clarified.

“Well… In general, a girl can sometimes make a guy very nice… With her mouth,” the father exhaled.

– Ahh, so it’s like a kiss, right? Just not on the lips, but… – I said understandingly.

– Well, yes. “Like a kiss,” Mom said with relief.

“It’s called a blowjob,” dad blurted out for some reason.

– Blowjob? I have never heard! – Nastya declared loudly and looked at me. I hid my fit of laughter behind a sudden cough, covering myself with a pillow out of harm’s way.

– Uh, and how often do you do this… blowjob? – I asked.

“Well, to be honest, almost every day, and sometimes even more than once,” my mother said and looked at us guiltily. – Dad’s just so… so…

– Big? – my sister giggled.

– Nastya! It is indecent to discuss such things! – Mom flushed.

“Is it okay to suck a dick in the middle of the living room?” – I almost asked, but then I remembered that Nastenka does this even more often than her mother, so my remark would be at least unfair.

“Sorry…” Nastya blushed. – Mom, why were you embarrassed when we saw you kissing dad… there? Is this also indecent?

– Uh, children, you see, we thought that you were already asleep, so we decided not to go to the bedroom, but to do everything… right here… We won’t do it again, honestly! – Dad began to make excuses, like a schoolboy.

– But Arsik saw everything! – said Nastya. – How will this affect his psychological health now?

– Daughter, I don’t think that the dogs… That they care… And in general, he was fast asleep when everything happened! – Mom justified herself. The bull terrier, realizing that they were talking about him, tilted his head to the side.

– Mom, why is this indecent? You can kiss on the lips, I myself have seen couples on the streets doing this, but why not a blowjob? – Nastya asked naively.

– Children, well… You can’t walk down the street naked, but how can you give a blowjob without… well, you understand?

– Without nudity? So, at the moment of a blowjob, nothing is visible, everything is in the girl’s mouth, isn’t it? – Nastya continued to stick to her line. Her words made my heart pound and my cheeks burn.

– Well, let’s say that everything may not fit into your mouth… And anyway, let’s drop this topic, huh? – Dad begged.

– Well, I do not! Fima and I want to understand everything thoroughly! And only your wife can give this blowjob to her husband, but what if it’s just a guy with a girl?

– Well, if they love each other… Why not?

– But if I love you, dad, then can I give you a blowjob? A little? – and Nastya looked slyly at her father, her eyes flashing. I was already sweating from the images that popped into my head.

After such words from the daughter, mom and dad jumped up at the same time, began talking, interrupting each other, waving their hands, and then simply ran to their bedroom. We, happy as cats who had eaten sour cream, pressed ourselves into the sofa and looked at each other.

– Wow! – I said admiringly. – How did you do them!

– Otherwise! – Nastya smiled and kissed me on the urfa escort cheek. From this kiss, warmth spread throughout my whole body, I wanted to hug my sister, which I did. My penis began to fill with juices again, and at the last moment I managed to cover myself with a pillow when mom and dad entered the room again.

– So, children, it’s decided. Now we will be more careful. Nastya, don’t ever bring up this topic again. Fima, even more so! – and mom shook her finger at us. We nodded, ate some ice cream and went to bed. Well, how can I sleep – Nastya recently couldn’t fall asleep without feasting on my sperm. So, having gone upstairs, my sister immediately ducked into my room.

– Just quickly, what if mom decides to check how we sleep? – I asked her. The girl nodded, kissed me on the head of my penis and energetically began to suck me off, this time helping herself with her fist. Usually she gave blowjobs without hands, I liked it better, although with the help of my sister’s fingers I came faster. Wet squelching sounds spread throughout the room, a delicious tugging sensation that made me numb. The balls shrank and began to fill Nastya’s mouth with sperm, she gratefully swallowed, moaning at the same time. When the wave of bliss subsided, I leaned over and kissed my sister right on her lips, sticky with sperm. Having hugged each other, we lay down on our backs and fell asleep. However, in the middle of the night my sister woke me up, said that I was pushing and went to her room, warning me to be ready in the morning. Well, in the morning I’m always ready, there won’t be any problems with that. With these thoughts I fell asleep for the second time.

And in the morning a sweet awakening awaited me – in principle, Nastya had done this more than once, but now it was somehow especially pleasant. Perhaps because Nastenka put my penis behind her cheek, stretching it in this way. She climbed under my blanket and carefully moved her mouth, causing me simply unbearable pleasure.

– Mowning fpewm ish the moft delifiouf!! – she muttered, just making me cum. When I started to descend, Nastya closed her lips tightly, but the first stream of the day was so powerful that several droplets still fell on my balls.

– Is it true? Will you share? – I smiled. And when Nastya was about to lean forward to give me my nectar, my mother, as usual, burst into the room without warning.

– Fima! Where is your sister? Why is she not in bed or in the bathroom?

“Eh, I don’t know,” I carefully redistributed the dents on the blanket so that my mother wouldn’t notice that one of the bumps was suspiciously large and approximately the same size as Nastya, curled up in a fetal position. By the way, her mouth was now completely full of them. Embryos, or more precisely, their prototypes – sperm. – Maybe she went to the garden to do exercises?

– Exercise? This has never happened to her before! Okay, I’ll look there. Have you forgotten that you have a general cleaning of your rooms today?

“Uh, no,” I lied.

– Start in ten minutes. I have already prepared everything for you! – With these words, mom closed the door.

Nastya crawled out from under the blanket and gave me the sperm with a kiss. I swallowed the spicy viscous liquid and finally kneaded my sister’s breasts.

– Well, should we start cleaning? – I asked with a sigh. Nastya nodded dejectedly. We decided to start with her room; there was definitely less work there. Literally ten minutes after it started, my mother came in to check on us. And then I noticed the way my mother was looking at Nastya, who was leaning on a stepladder, wiping the dust off the top shelves while I was tidying up behind the bed. Nastenka was wearing her already familiar T-shirt, which at some moments exposed her panties; today they were pink with a white bow. We never thought that mom and dad would see this, the length of the T-shirt was specially chosen to satisfy my pantsu fetish, nothing more. And suddenly – such an opportunity.

– Daughter, what do you have?

– And what? – Nastya turned and looked at her mother.

– Nastya, when you’re in this position, the T-shirt rises a little and… and you can see your panties!

– Ah, well, yes, so what?

– The thing is, your panties are too… too… dressy! What if dad sees them?

– Um, why can’t he see them?

– I didn’t say it’s impossible, it’s just… indecent!

– Indecent? – Nastya turned on the “naive girl” again, like last night in the living room. – Is it as indecent as blowjob?

– Oh, what are you… – Mom immediately blushed, all the mood to make comments to us completely disappeared. But Nastya did not let up.

– What if dad sees these panties, will he want me to give a blowjob? Well, it could be like that! – Nastya quickly descended from the stepladder and rushed to the door, lifting the front of her T-shirt as she went. – Dad, look!! – Mom and I immediately rushed after her. I wonder how far she can go?..

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“Hey Kate, are you home?” Jake yelled. “Yeah I’m upstairs doing my hair”. Jake rushes up stairs and sits down beside Kate on her bed. “Look Kate I need your help with something, it’s really embarrassing but I don’t know who else I can ask for help with this kind of thing…”

“Sure bro, what’s up?”. “You’re 21 and have a boyfriend so I’m assuming you’ve given him a blowjob before right? Kate chuckled “of course I have, why do you ask?” “Well because I want to learn how to suck dick too because when I get a boyfriend I don’t want to be bad at it and embarrass myself by not knowing how to give one properly. I mean I know the basics but I need a real cock to practice on”.

“And how exactly am I meant to help you with that?” Kate said. “Well you could ask your boyfriend to let me suck him once or twice to get some experience?”

“ABSOLUTELY NOT! He’s my boyfriend and he isn’t even gay. “Sorry it was just a suggestion I mean who else can I ask?” “Well I have an idea…” Kate smirked. “Follow me”.

Jake followed Kate downstairs to where their dad was sitting in the study, having just got back from work, still in his suit and was catching up with some reports. “Hey dad, how was work?” Kate asked. “Ah you know, another stressful day, nothing but stress in this business”

“Dad, Jake needs your help with something, it’s a boy related thing so obviously being the man of the house I thought this is something you could help him with”. “OK, what is it son?”

Jake went bright red in the face. “Go on, tell him” Kate nudged. “Well… as you know dad I’m gay and I’m 18 now so I’m starting to get sexually active and well… I kinda… I was hoping… Basically…”

“Oh just say it Jake!” “I want to learn how to give blowjobs, and because you’re my dad I trust you. So I was wondering if maybe I could practice on you?”.

I was totally shocked by what my son had just said I couldn’t believe it. “Are you out of your damn mind Jake? I’m your father for christ sake why would you even ask that?!” “Dad it’s just a blowjob I really really want to learn and I know mom sucks you off all the time so you can tell if a blowjob is good or not”.

I paused for a moment and a rush of excitement came over me, was I actually considering his proposal? I snapped out of it “No, absolutely not. Out of the question. You should be ashamed of yourself son.”

Jake apologised, turned around and went back upstairs followed shortly afterwards by Kate.

Later that evening I was browsing my Facebook feed and saw my son updated his profile picture. He was quite a petite boy, 5ft 5, no facial hair, smooth skin, well maintained hair and pretty slim. Overall a bit of a feminine appearance if I’m being honest. I clicked on his profile and saw he recently joined a group called Tips and tricks for giving a stunning blowjob. It seemed he was serious about wanting to gain some skill around giving head.

The group was open to the public so I had a peak inside and read a few posts. Tips about how to suck, deepthroating, cumming, teasing and other stuff related to oral sex. My cock started to grow and twitch in my pants as I was reading the comments. I started rubbing my meat through my pants and in that moment I decided fuck it, if my boy wants to learn how to suck a man off he should suck my cock. At least I know I’m clean, disease free that I’m not going to make a revenge porn or something. Subconsciously this may have just been my attempt to try and justify what I was about to engage in.

I called Kate down from her room. “Kate, about what happened earlier. I think I was a bit selfish with regards to your brother and I’ve reconsidered. I’ll let him give me a blowjob just this one time. Go get him, I’ll be waiting here in my study”.

“OK dad! Be right back”.

A few minutes pass by and my cock is already starting to get hard just from the anticipation but I have to try and pretend this is purely for his benefit and not mine. As a distraction I start replying to some tuzla escort emails while I wait for my son and daughter to come back downstairs.

“Hey dad” they both said joyfully. “We had a little chat upstairs and Jake suggested that it might weird him out if you talk to him while he’s ya know, doing his thing.”

“So you just want me to remain silent”? “Yeah dad, just stay silent and let me teach him. I have plenty of experience so I’ll guide him through the process. Just sit back and enjoy it, it’ll be fun”. Kate giggled.

“Sure thing, if that would make you more comfortable Jake I’ll stay quiet while she’s teaching you”. “Thanks dad” he said with a gentle shy smile on his face.

“OK Jake first things first get down on your knees between his legs, it’s best to get between them rather than leaning over at an angle because you’ll be in a natural comfortable position”. “Ok sis” Jake drops down to his knees, his eyes fixed on his dads crotch. “Now unzip his pants, reach in and pull out his dick”. Jake does as instructed.

My son had a bit of trouble pulling out my now almost fully erect cock from the hole in my fly but after a few seconds, there it was. My engorged meat now in the smooth soft hand of my son. It felt so wrong looking at him with my cock in his hand so I just closed my eyes and told myself over and over I’m just teaching him that’s it, this is for his benefit.

Jake glanced over at his sister, who by this point had a glaring smile on her face. “It’s pretty big, and thick isn’t it Kate? Mine is nowhere near this big”. “That’s because you’re not fully grown yet, you’re still developing. It’ll get bigger don’t worry, don’t panic”.

Jake refocused his attention on his dads dick, unsure of what to do next, Kate prompted him “Scoot a little closer and give the head a lick, swirl your tongue around the head, but don’t suck it yet, a good blowjob always starts with a little teasing”. Jake leaned in, slowly extended his tongue and licked on the head, but it was a pretty weak lick. “Like that?” Jake asked.

“No, look I’ll show you”. With that, Kate snatched my cock from Jakes hand and swirled her tongue all over the head, changing directions and making circles. My dick was really getting hard now and jerked to attention. My body shuddered and I let out a little sign of pleasure.

“Like that” she said. “OK let me try”. Jake copied Kate precisely. Some precum was starting to leak out the slit and Jake lapped it up, he must have known that from the tips and tricks Facebook page because he didn’t need prompting.

“Right now take him in your mouth and suck on the head, just the head for now. Remember we’re still in the teasing phase of the blowjob”. I guess curiosity got the better of me because I just had to open my eyes to have a peak. Jakes lips were not thick and plump like his sisters but they were still pretty nice lips. I could see how nervous he was and all I wanted to do was say something to reassure him but I remembered the rule, I’m not allowed to say anything… Jake looked at his sister for reassurance and she just smiled and said “go on it’s ok, suck on it”.

And with that, Jakes lips slowly parted and slid down my bulging helmet. his lips passed the ridge of my helmet and now a good 3 inches of my 8 inch manhood was in his mouth. His mouth was wet, his tongue felt like liquid velvet as it rubbed against the underside of my dick.

“That’s it” Kate said “bob up and down now and make sure you keep your lips tight around his cock.”. His head started bobbing up and down, pretty slowly at first but I’m guessing that was just because this was his first time sucking dick. “Should I use my hand as well Kate?” “You can if you want but that will just make him cum faster and that’s not really want we’re aiming for in this session so for now just use your mouth ok?” Jake nodded and with my cock still in his mouth, gurgled “ok”, which turned me on even more.

By this point üçyol escort my son had been sucking on the head of my cock for about 1 minute and already I was starting to tense up… No fucking way I was going to blow my load this soon. Not only would it be a terrible lesson for him but I wanted to enjoy getting sucked off by my son because I wasn’t sure if it was ever going to happen again so I might as well make the most of it.

“Jake, I want you to deepthroat him now ok? It might be hard at first but I’ll help you don’t worry”. “But it’s pretty thick I don’t think it will fit?” Jake said worryingly. “It will trust me you just need to relax your throat, here I’ll show you”.

Kate took control of my cock, positioned her head, and in one swift motion swallowed 7 out of the 8 inches, her throat was tight but it was well lubricated, as was my cock from Jakes mouth. When she couldn’t take me any deeper, she started bobbing up and down so I was fucking the back of her throat and it felt heavenly. My wife of 15 years loved to deepthroat me but she was pretty bad at it because her gag reflex often prevented her from allowing me to throat fuck her. She was only able to take 6 inches of me max.

After about 10 seconds Kate pulled her mouth off my enraged cock and with a naughty grin on her face she said “and that’s how you deepthroat a man, go on, your turn”.

Jake placed his wet mouth over my cock, opened as wide as he could and tried to swallow me, just like his sister did. He only made it a mere 4 inches though before coming off. “Damn sis how do you manage to go so deep? My throat won’t let it go deeper”.

“Yes it will, do it again and this time I’ll help you”. Jake lowered his head over my cock again and when he reached his limit, Kate grabbed his head and forced it down on my cock. “Move your tongue out the way!” She pushed harder and that was it, my meaty rod slipped right down his virgin throat, he somehow managed to go even deeper than Kate, taking my full 8 inches. She held him there for a second and I could see he was trying to raise his head but Kate held firm and instructed Jake to bob up and down. Jake did as he was told and it was pure bliss. He was a natural at deepthroat, even if he need a little assistance.

Kate finally released her grip after about 10 seconds and he came up gasping for air. He laughed and was drooling quite bit. “Great job Jake that was awesome, you look so hot with a cock in your throat”. Go ahead, keep sucking.

At this point they’d both been experimenting on me for about 5 minutes when Kate said to Jake “The ideal duration of a blowjob is around the 20 – 30 minute mark. So you should throw in some teasing here and there to prolong his orgasm. It’s hard to go for longer than 30 minutes because your jaw starts to ache”.

30 minutes I thought to myself?! Ain’t no way I’m lasting 30 fucking minutes with these two… I’ll be lucky if I last 10 minutes! My body started to tremble and my cock was jerking and pulsing uncontrollably, I was getting real close to cumming but I wanted it to last longer. I wanted to tell Jake or Kate to slow down but again, I was forbidden from speaking or intervening… I decided to pretend to adjust my position to get more comfortable which might give my prick some much needed respite from all this stimulation. I stood up and my cock popped out of Jakes mouth and I started to unbutton my suit, take my shoes off and reposition myself. It only took about 15 seconds but it was enough for me to regain my composure and delay cumming for a bit.

I barely managed to get my ass back in the chair before Jakes lips were clamped around my cock again, fuck me he was such an eager little cock sucker. He sucked and slurped for another minute or so.

“OK time for some more teasing Jake. Lick all around the cock head like you did before”. I leaned back and closed my eyes and enjoyed the subtle sensation of his soft luscious tongue making love to my dick. Then I was ulus escort startled as I felt another tongue on my dick, I opened my eyes and Kate had joined in. Both their tongues lashing the sides of my helmet at the same time, sliding up and down the shaft and around the sensitive head. Jake would take a few sucks on the helmet and then Kate would take a few sucks, passing my member between them like a piece of candy they were sharing. All I could hear was lapping and slurping sounds like a kitten lapping at milk, it was such an arousing sound and the feeling was incredible.

I’d been getting my dick rocked by these two fire crackers for 8 minutes now and I was getting really fucking close to cumming. Jake was busy making love to my cock with his mouth so I looked at Kate with an expression of powerlessness. Kate smirked because she knew full well what that look meant. I couldn’t hold myself any longer and Kate knew it.

“Right Jake, time for some more sucking but now you really need to focus because it’s time to make him cum.” “ok ok should I deepthroat him again or?” “No, just suck hard and fast and make sure your lips bump up over the ridge of the head each time you come up because that’s really sensitive now”.

With that, Jake locked his sweet lips around my meat and began sucking with passion. His tongue was swiping at the underneath of the head with every bob and Kate took his hand and placed it on my shaft. “Jerk his shaft, firm and fast” Kate demanded.

Jakes rhythm was the perfect speed, the suction was just right and with every thrust his lips sent me closer to the point of no return and I was going to blow my load any second. I gave Kate one more look of powerlessness, closed my eyes and my body began to shake. I wanted to let him know I was going to cum but I wasn’t allowed to… I gripped the arms of my chair, took a few deep gasps and then Kate yelled “He’s gunna cum! Suck as hard as you can right on the head and keep bobbing. You might gag when he cums but just keep sucking. DO NOT STOP SUCKING!”

My cock went as hard as steel and I erupted into his mouth, the first spurt came out with such force but Jake kept sucking me just as he was instructed. Another spurt, and another. Every stream of cum was sucked straight into Jakes warm sloppy mouth and he was doing his best to swallow but it was quite a lot of cum. I was in ecstasy. It was like I’d just been sent to heaven.

After the 4th wad of cum, Jake began to lift his head off my enraged flaming cock when Kate said “No, keep sucking he’s not finished yet”. She was right, I still had a few small jets of cum left in me. Kate pushed his head back down and Jake resumed sucking just as hard as before. The stimulation was intense and I instinctively tried to pull away because the head of my cock was sensitive as fuck and was screaming to be released but at the same time it felt incredible. Like I had electricity running through my manhood from the base right to the tip.

Finally about 30 seconds after shooting my first wad I had finished cumming and Kate said to Jake “OK now he’s finished, you can stop now”. Jake slowly raised his head off my cock, his lips still pinched tightly around it, right till the head and then as my helmet slipped from his lips it made a nice satisfying pop sound. I shuddered and was exhausted. It was the best fucking blowjob I’d ever had, and from a boy! There were some droplets of cum that had slipped out the corners of his mouth and run down my shaft during the orgasm so Kate instructed him to clean me up. Kate and Jake both attacked my shaft with their tongues one last time to clean up any remaining cum. My dick started to soften and I exhaled with relief. Fuck me did I need that release. It was amazing. My two angels just sucked me off, what an experience.

Jake stopped by my study each day after that to “get some more practice” and sucked me off daily, each time resulted in my emptying my hot load into his sweet mouth. I’m sure he was doing it because he enjoyed it and not for practice… but I couldn’t care less.

Within two weeks he was giving better blowjobs than his mother and she has two decades of experience giving head. I’d often find myself making excuses to my wife not to have sex so I could save my load for my son to suck out of me.

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Melissa was cleaning up the massage room in her salon when her teenage son, Jordan, came in. He walked up behind her and gave her a big hug, squeezing her tightly and lifting her off her feet.

‘Easy, big boy, don’t squeeze the life out of me!.’

‘Just saying hi. Mom. How’s your day going?’

I’m just about finished, gotta put these towels away and lock up for the day. You here to escort me home?’

I was wondering if you could do a little waxing on me. We’ve got a big swim meet coming up on the weekend, and I’m getting tired of shaving.’

‘You want me to wax your legs?’

‘No, I can do them easy enough, but with that new Speedo I’ve got, I need my butt done. Don’t want any hair lines showing!’

‘Okay, strip off and lay down on the table. I’ll get some more cloth strips out of the cupboard in the next room. Be right back.’

Jordan peeled off his t-shirt and socks, then unbuttoned his jeans. He rarely wore underwear, they hampered the huge cock he sported, so he just dropped the jeans and he was naked. He looked at himself in the mirror, impressed with the muscle strength in his arms and legs, and really admired the latest growth spurt in the penis department, now that he was eighteen. He climbed onto the massage bed and laid on his stomach.

Melissa came back in carrying her supplies and closed the door. She turned around and couldn’t help notice how much her son had grown these past couple years. His body was long, lean and hard, from hours and hours in the pool. He was well-tanned too, but no white butt, so she guessed he spent time either outdoors or in a tanning salon.

‘Nice butt, sonny. Where’d you get the all-over tan?’

‘Andy’s house has a tall fence by their pool and a big hedge around the rest of the property. We can tan out there and no one will take notice, as long as his pesky little sister isn’t home.’

‘Or his parents?’

‘Well, yeah, although Andy says he tans like that when his mom is home and she never takes notice. I don’t think I could do that.’

‘Do what? Tan with your mother outside, or tan with Andy’s mother outside.’

‘Andy’s mother, silly. You’ve seen me naked lots of times. Would it bother you if I did that at our place?’

‘Hmm, I don’t know. Looking at that butt, I realize I haven’t seen you totally naked in a while. You’ve tuned into quite a handsome young man. But it is just tanning, so I guess I could handle it. Besides, you say Andy’s mom is cool with him.’

‘She is now, but not the first time she walked outside when he was tanning.’

‘Why do you say that?’

Jordan laughed. ‘Because he’s hung like a freakin’ donkey, mom. You should see his cock! It’s over a foot long when he’s hard!’

‘And just how would you know that, young man?’

‘Because, um…’

‘Spit it out, Jordan.’

‘Well, we were watching one of his dad’s porno flicks on Andy’s birthday and we both got pretty turned on. We were still in our Speedos, and he started getting hard. It grew like a tree branch out of his suit and seemed to grow right up his stomach.’

‘Did you get hard too?’ Melissa could feel a bit of a tingle start down her tummy, wondering what those two eighteen-year-olds looked like together.

‘Well, yeah. I mean the movie was really hot, This tall blonde was doing two guys. And, um, well Andy’s cock is pretty amazing. He started stroking it and mine started growing too.’

‘Did you touch yourself too?’

‘Not at first, but when he slid his suit down, I could see he had shaved all his pubes and his balls were smooth too. I slid my suit down as well, and he said ‘nice wood, bro’.’

‘Has Andy’s mom ever seen him hard?’

‘Yeah, he says she’s really horny all the time. She’s always teasing him with her skimpy bikinis and she gets him to tan nude with her. He said she really freaked the first time she saw him hard. She sat there with her mouth hanging open and slid her hand between her legs. She started fingering herself while his cock throbbed and dripped precum all over his belly.’

‘What did Andy do?’

‘He started stroking his cock, looking at his mom’s pussy, her lips were swollen and easy to see ’cause her pussy is bald. He says she gets waxed all the time.’ Then, he said, she reached over and put her hand on his cock. He was so horny there was precum running down the shaft all over her fingers. She started jacking him off and fingering herself with her other hand. Andy said it felt awesome.’

‘Do you think it would feel awesome, if I stroked your cock?’

‘I, er, um, yeah I guess so.’

Melissa was applying the wax to her son’s buttocks, glad he was on his stomach so he couldn’t see her hands shaking. She put a cloth strip on and ripped it off.

‘Ouch! Jeez, mom, you could give a guy a little warning!’

She laughed. ‘Sometimes it’s easier to just do it. It may not hurt as much when you don’t know what’s coming.’

‘If I had known it was gonna hurt so much, I’d just get Andy to shave it again.’

‘Andy shaved your butt?’

‘Well, who else would do it? I’m not going with anyone right now turhal escort and can’t exactly ask a girl on the swim team to do it, can I?’

“True, I guess that makes sense. Do you shave his too?’

‘Yeah. His mom says I have a cuter ass.’

‘I thought you didn’t tan naked when she was home?’

‘I don’t, but you can’t hide much in a Speedo, right?;

“No, and if your friend is hung like a donkey, as you say, how does he wear a Speedo?’

‘He bought one of those new trunk-style, with the legs. You can still see his package, but at least he doesn’t have to worry about it popping out!’

‘That’s happened before?’ Again, Melissa could feel herself tingling from this conversation. She continued to apply the wax and peel off strips of light brown hair.

‘Yeah, once he was climbing out of the pool and the end of his cock was poking out the leg of his swimsuit. The girls on the team had quite a chuckle over it. He was pretty embarrassed.’

‘So, when did he shave your butt?’

‘One day in the shower after practice. We were showering and he said ‘man, that butt is getting a bit furry. You want to do something about that before the next meet.’ I said ‘Well, it’s pretty tricky shaving back there.’ He said ‘No problem, bro’, I’ll shave it for you.’ So he went back to his locker and got his razor and shaving cream. He knelt down behind me and spread the shaving cream on my ass.’

‘Interesting.. Did it feel good?’

‘If I spread shaving cream on your ass, would it feel good?’

Melissa felt her nipples harden involuntarily.’ Yeah, I suppose it would.’

‘Well, it felt real good, especially when his hand slipped in between my cheeks a little.’

‘Did you get hard?’

‘What do you think?’

‘I would guess that’s a yes.’

‘I did. I tried not to, but I got hard as a rock.’

‘Did Andy notice?’

‘Yeah, when he turned me sideways to do the side of my hip, he saw my cock sticking straight up.’

Melissa giggled. ‘What did he say?’

‘He said ‘Fuck me, bro’, that’s some serious wood you’re sporting there.’

‘I said be careful what you wish for.’

‘Huh?’

‘You said ‘fuck me.’

‘That’s just a figure of speech.’

‘So I thought I’d tease him a bit and grabbed my cock by the base. I said ‘What? You wouldn’t like a piece of this?’ Then I turned toward him, just as he was going to say something. My cock accidentally slipped into his open mouth.’

‘Accidentally?’

‘Well, I was pretty horny, with his hands sliding all over my ass, so maybe I kinda did it on purpose.’

‘What did Andy do?’

‘He sucked about half of it into his mouth and licked it for a minute and then he said ‘okay, enough of that for now. We have to finish our shower and get out of here.’

‘He stood up and I saw his cock. Mom, it was like a friggin’ tree trunk! It’s as thick as your wrist and really long.’

‘So, he was hard too?’

‘Was he ever. He said ‘I’ll wash your back, then you can wash mine. So I handed him the soap and he started lathering my back. Trouble is, that huge cock was rubbing against my ass which was slippery enough with the rest of the shaving cream, but he was probably dripping like a hose. He really puts out the precum.’

‘Did his cock feel good back there?’

‘Yeah, it sure did. He was sliding it back and forth, across my anus. I was leaning forward with my hands on the shower wall. He reached around and started jacking my cock as the head of his was pushing at my bum. As I moved my hips, fucking his hand, he pushed and that big knob slid right into me. Fuck, mom, it felt good.’

Melissa could feel her pussy dripping. Her thong was doing little to hold it in and a small trickle slid down the inside of her leg. She wondered if Jordan could smell her sex. She wanted to slide her hand under her skirt and rub her clit.

‘I can imagine. Okay, honey, your butt is done. Um, usually when a guy has me wax his butt, he wants his anus done too. Do you want me to do that for you? Might as well make it all smooth.’

‘Will it hurt much?’

‘No worse than your butt.’

‘Okay, let’s do it.’

‘Fine, to get access to the spot, I need you up on your knees and lean forward on your elbows.’

Jordan raised himself up on his knees and elbows as Melissa went for more wax. When she turned around, she couldn’t help but see his penis hanging down, nearly touching the table. She gasped.

‘What, mom?’

‘I, uh, didn’t realize just how much you have grown up.’ She nodded towards his penis. She knew he wasn’t circumcised, but the foreskin was partly pulled back over the glans.

‘Mom!’

‘Sorry dear, you caught me by surprise. Let’s get this done.’ She applied some talcum powder to the inside of his buttocks and on his pink anus. She rubbed it in gently with her gloved hand. Jordan moaned a bit.

‘You okay. Honey?’

‘Yeah, that just caught me off guard. Felt, um, kinda nice.’

‘Easy, mister. This doesn’t come with a happy ending.’

‘Happy ending?’

‘Yeah, like in ‘those’ kind of massage tuşba escort parlours, the girl usually gives the guy a hand job after his massage. They call it a happy ending, for obvious reasons.’

Melissa couldn’t help but notice Jordan’s cock had grown, the foreskin not completely off the glans.

She applied some wax to the inside of his cheeks and pulled the cloth off. He shivered a bit, but was used to it by now.

‘Okay, now to the heart of the matter’, she chuckled, ‘ this will feel a bit warm.’

She supplied the wax to his anus and she looked into the mirror facing them, seeing his cock grow longer and start to thicken. She did a couple more dabs and then pulled it off.

‘Okay, all done. I’ll put a bit of oil on to soothe the tenderness.’

She brought the bottle over from the counter, having a hard time looking at Jordan as her son. Her pussy was swollen and damp now, and she could feel her clit harden. She poured a little oil on her hand and started to rub it in. She normally just sprayed the oil on the client’s anus, but she couldn’t resist touching Jordan’s cute little pink hole. She massaged it gently, her fingertip dangerously close to sliding into his smooth ass.

‘Jeez, mom, that really feels nice. Can you do it just a bit longer?’

‘Since you asked so nicely.’ She kept massaging his hole and looked into the mirror again. She felt so sexy rubbing his ass and saw his cock harden and give a sudden jerk. A large drop of precum dripped off the swollen purple head onto the sheet covering the table. He moaned again, louder this time.

Feeling a bit wicked, and more than a little horny, she slid her index finger into his ass to the first knuckle. His cock was jerking steadily now, and the precum was pouring out of him like a tap. She decided it was time to stop this, before she reached around and grabbed his massive cock.

‘Okay, mister. That’s enough for now. We’re all done.’

Jordan didn’t move, but mumbled something.

‘What’s that, honey?’

‘Um, I was wondering if you could wax my balls, too. I like them smooth, but hate shaving them.’

“Sure, we do that all the time here. Just flip over on your back.’

He raised himself up to turn over, and laid back down on the table, his front facing up. His cock was still very erect, and it flipped up towards his chest as a large dollop of precum dropped onto the upper part of his stomach. She wanted to slide her hand over Jordan’s horse cock. The veins were bulging and the head was swollen a dark purple color. A large drop of precum was dripping of the swollen knob and onto his belly.

‘Hmm, seems like somebody likes to have his bum tickled. You’re not far from donkey status either, little man. Or should I say ‘big man’? I can’t imagine Andy could be much bigger than that.’

‘Actually, his cock is about twelve and a half inches when he’s hard, mine is just over eleven inches.’

‘And how do you know that?’

‘We measured them the night we watched that porn movie.’

‘So, did you measure yourselves, or each other?’ More tingling, her pussy now officially soaked.

‘It’s a lot easier to measure each other, plus it keeps the other guy honest.’ He chuckled.

‘Did you enjoy doing that?’

‘Kinda. It felt a little stranger holding another guy’s cock, but we were both really horny from the movie.’

‘Is that all you did? Measure each other?’

‘Yeah, until..’

‘Until what?’ Melissa was going crazy now. She started applying the hot wax to his huge ball sac, the testicles looking as big as tennis balls. His penis continued to bob around, dripping onto his stomach.

‘We went back to watching the movie and when the girl took one of the guys into her mouth, Andy reached over and put his hand on my stomach. Then he let it slide down on to the base of my cock, which was pointing up in the air.’

‘You mean like it is now?’

‘Um, yeah.’

She peeled some more wax off and he looked a little surprised.

‘This doesn’t hurt at all, and you’re not using cloth strips?’

‘This is hard wax’, you don’t need a cloth strip and you can peel it off more slowly so it doesn’t hurt as much.’

‘That’s good. These boys are kinda sensitive.’

‘I can see that’, Melissa said as she finished with the wax and poured some oil on his huge balls. She massaged it in gently, enjoying the effect it was having on his steel hard man cock. He wasn’t her little boy anymore.

‘So, when Andy was fucking you in the shower, de he cum inside you?’

‘Yeah, he said I was so tight, he didn’t think he could last long. And he didn’t; after about a minute, he squeezed my cock really hard and started pumping his cum inside me. I could feel him squirting in my bum.’

‘Did you like it?’

‘It felt a little weird at first, but he was stroking me so good, I started to enjoy it. I’m just glad he only put about half of the big fucker inside me.’

‘Did he make you cum?’

‘Yeah, he felt so good cumming in my ass that I started shooting all over the shower wall.

‘Mmm, tüyap escort nice hands, mom’, he said and thrust his cock towards her. The base of his cock moved against her hand and she let it linger there for a minute. Then she took it off altogether.

‘Aw, mom!’

‘No ‘aw moms’, this is getting carried away.’

‘But I’m so horny, and you look pretty flushed too.’ Before she could move away, Jordan quickly slid his hand up his mother’s short skirt. He quickly squeezed her swollen mound.

‘And you’re fucking soaked!’

Melissa moaned loudly, but didn’t pull away from his hand. He continued to rub her pussy, the little thong she was wearing offered little protection from his invading fingers. He pushed his middle finger between her swollen labia, and pushed it about an inch inside her dripping cunt. She knew if she had no panties on, he would be finger-fucking her. She shook her head and pulled herself away.

‘Stop, Jordan, we can’t let it go any farther.’ She grabbed the used cloth strips and carried them to the trash. She leaned on the counter and took a couple of deep breaths. She couldn’t remember the last time she felt so horny, so hungry, wanting to fuck the young man on the table. But he was her son! She couldn’t do that.

Jordan climbed off the table and came up behind her. He put his hands on her shoulders and said ‘Mom, I’m sorry, but your hands felt so nice, and we were talking about Andy’s huge cock and the movie and everything, I couldn’t help myself.’

Melissa leaned back into his arms, but when she did, her skirt was short enough for Jordan’s still swollen cock to ride in between the cheeks of her bum. She moaned and wiggled her bum, forcing the wet swollen monster between her cheeks. Jordan got the hint and pushed forward, his swollen prick sawing into the valley between her legs. He reached down and grabbed the side of her thong, pulling it and easily ripping it off her. The huge head of his wet, swollen cock was now between her pussy lips.

‘Fuck, baby. That feels so good. But if you push into me now, there’s no going back.’

‘You want me to fuck you, don’t you mom?’

Melissa answered by reaching behind her and guiding his shaft forward. The knob slipped inside her dripping cunt and he slowly pushed ahead. A few inches slid inside and she felt as if she were sitting on a fence post.

‘Fuck, Jordan, your cock is so fucking big! I feel like I’m fucking a horse.’

He moaned and grabbed her hips, pushing a little deeper inside her. Melissa pulled her blouse open with one hand, using the other to steady herself against the counter. She felt like she was being fucked for the first time. Jordan pulled her blouse off without missing a stroke, then unhooked her bra. She leaned forward a bit, and let it slide off her shoulders. Her son reached up with both hands, still hammering his monster cock into her dripping pussy, and began squeezing her nipples between his thumbs and fingers. She moaned loudly.

‘Baby, I’m gonna cum soon! Do you want to cum in Mommy’s pussy, or in my mouth? I’d love to taste your cum straight out of your horse cock!’

‘Mmm, not sure Mom, maybe I’ll try back here.’ Then, without warning, he slid out of her pussy and moved the head of his cock over her little pink anus.

‘Oh, baby, not back there. Your cock will never fit. Maybe we can try that another time.’

Jordan laughed and moved his erection back into Melissa’s pussy.

‘Chicken!’

‘I’d say you try it first, but you’ve already had Andy’s horse cock in your ass. I don’t know how you did it.’

‘You have to start really really slowly, and get the head in. After that, just stay still for a few moments and then start fucking.’

‘Well, like I said, honey, maybe another time. Keep fucking me with that monster, I’m almost there!’

Melissa braced herself with her hands on the counter as her gorgeous son fucked her, moving more quickly now. She could feel the walls of her cunt beginning to contract and spasm. She knew her orgasm was on the way.

‘Oh, fuck, Jordan! That feels so fucking awesome! Keep pounding me, babe!’

Jordan was moving his cock faster now, holding Melissa’s shoulders and really giving it to her. He could feel his huge balls swelling up, and knew he would fill her with his seed any second.

All of a sudden Melissa stopped moving, her breathing was ragged now. She could feel her orgasm about to come crashing around her. She moaned and let herself go. Jordan could feel her cunt muscles contracting and milking his swollen cock and let himself go to. His cum started shooting out the huge knob of his penis and Melissa could feel it burning inside her.

‘Fuck, Jordan, how much are you cumming? It feels like I’ve got a fire hose shoved up me!’

‘I always cum a lot, Mom, or as Andy says “a bucketful” ‘

‘Well, you have certainly filled my pussy. I can feel it dripping back out’, Melissa gasped, still trying to catch her breath after this great fuck. Jordan slowly removed his softening cock, and it came out with a quiet plop.

‘Mmm, damn, I liked that in there,’ Melissa groaned, ‘but I guess we better get cleaned up and get home.’

‘Good idea. I’ve got my car too, so I’ll leave now and see you home. Feel free to sneak into my room tonight.’ Jordan patted her smooth ass and got up, his cock still looking huge and tempting.

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Babes

I finally decided to get dressed and went to the kitchen to watch how completely naked Sasha danced around the stove. I must say that after the first drops of hot oil splashed onto her daughter’s chest, her enthusiasm waned and she ran into the room to call her mother to replace her in the kitchen. My daughter didn’t want to dress in anything, and Sashenka didn’t trust my culinary abilities too much.

Natasha wrapped herself in a robe and quickly came to the rescue, and while she was cooking, Sasha and her gift ran into the hall, where they settled down on the sofa for the action that had already become familiar over the past two days. I followed them, pretending that I really needed to watch TV. Sasha shrugged, moved a little so that I could sit down, and she and Georgiy decided to start. Zhorik’s penis stood like a cypress without any additional manipulation.

The sofa was designed for three, but since Sasha’s occupation required some room for maneuver, she sat half-turned and her bare thigh touched the hem of my robe. I did not show that such cramped conditions were only a joy for me and reached for the remote control, which lay on the far arm of the sofa. And then my hand completely unconsciously touched my daughter’s elastic tits.

I was numb, waiting to see how Sashenka would react to such insolence, albeit unintentional. But she selflessly kissed George’s nipples and stomach, while caressing his thighs with her small fingers and not noticing anything around. Obviously, Sasha picked up such techniques from Japanese porn actresses – Natasha never kissed my nipples.

Since Sasha was not distracted by my accidental touch, I decided to muster up the courage to go a little further, hoping to attribute everything in case of failure to an attempt to get the remote control. My hands slid over her breasts again, this time lingering in the area of ​​my daughter’s pointy nipples. Licking my lips, I pushed my hand up, pretending to be reaching for the remote control, but in fact enjoying the friction against Sashenka’s quivering breasts.

And then suddenly my hand came across something else – pulsating and hot. I imagined with horror what it could be and pulled my palm away as if from a burn. At this point Sasha couldn’t help but notice this.

– Dad? — She looked away from Zhora’s navel and looked at me questioningly. Georgy, by the way, also apparently felt my touch, since his look was no less surprised than his daughter’s.

“Uh… Yes, I wanted to get the remote control,” I muttered hoarsely.

“I could have just said it,” my daughter said calmly. She took the TV remote control and handed it to me.

“I didn’t want to distract you,” I shrugged guiltily, turning on the TV. My daughter looked at me again, this time, it seemed to me, her gaze was no longer questioning, but with fully formed suspicion. And then Sashenka looked down and gasped.

– What else is this, dad? Are you excited by watching me give Zhora a blowjob? Ugh, how disgusting that is! — the daughter’s voice showed despair and amazement. This was the worst possible reaction – Natasha was right! But I haven’t even said anything to Sashenka about my depraved desires, it’s scary to even imagine how she would react if she knew what was going on in my head.

– No, what are you talking about, daughter! It’s just a morning boner. It happens.

“But you just had sex with your mom!”

“Uh, well, I…” no excuses came into my head anymore and I turned my gaze to the screen. There, a pretty announcer read out the weather forecast.

“In general, I got into a weather forecast… I like, you know, girls in dresses,” my babble sounded simply funny, but I couldn’t stop. – Don’t tell mom! – I added.

My daughter snorted and once again glanced sideways at my penis, which was clearly peeking out from under the hem of my robe.

– We’ll talk later, dad! – Sashenka said in a tense voice, leaning towards Zhorik again. And I pretended tunalı escort that I was very interested in the presenter, who was walking along the map of the country, telling where it would rain. We were promised clear weather.

Meanwhile, Sasha moved from George’s stomach and chest to the most interesting places. I, without hiding, watched how she touched the top of my colleague’s penis with her tongue, how she walked with her lips along its entire length, how she smiled before hugging the pulsating shaft with her mouth. Zhorik, meanwhile, put his large palms on my daughter’s chest, right where my hand had just been. In addition to the pleasure of contemplating this picture, I suddenly felt a strange pang of jealousy. And Zhora fully enjoyed every moment, he was pushing the girl’s mounds with all his might, breathing intermittently and shuddering when Sasha absorbed his flesh with distinct sobs and smacking.

I wanted to look away, but he seemed to be glued to this fantastic scene. And then the daughter tilted her charming blond head a little so that Zhorik’s dick protruded her cheek nicely. At this point I couldn’t stand it anymore, I grunted and came right into my robe.

“For the second time in two days,” I thought and was about to retreat to the bathroom, when suddenly my daughter pulled away from George with a smacking sound, inhaling air, then sat down on his penis again, turned to me and asked:

– Faf, why are you loofing so ftrange?

“Dad, why are you looking so strange?” — I mentally deciphered her words and answered:

– Yes, it’s not strange at all. I’m interested in how you learn, what movements you use. For example, when you let him on the cheek, it looks very funny, Zhora is probably just delighted.

The daughter giggled and turned her gaze to George. He simply languished with pleasure, but was in no hurry, as last time, to put his finger on the back of Sashenka’s head, forcing her to take it deeper – his hands kneaded and tormented the girl’s breasts, obviously, he hoped that his daughter would figure out to impale herself on the dick harder. Or maybe he was quite satisfied with the depth of penetration into Sasha’s mouth – who knows?

But Sasha came up with a plan. She released the penis again, this time the smacking sound was less distinct.

“Dad, since you’re here anyway, won’t you help me?” — While my daughter was saying this, she furtively glanced down at the hem of my robe. But due to the fact that I had just finished, she didn’t see anything criminal there this time.

“Of course, daughter, say whatever you want,” I didn’t bend my heart. Now I was ready to do anything to justify my presence and erection.

“Well, in general, as you can see, Zhora is now caressing my breasts,” as if illustrating her words, Georgy began to twist Sasha’s papillae and squeeze her mounds with his fingers even more strongly.

– Oh oh oh! – the daughter squealed. Zhorik stopped in fear, but Sasha shouted:

– No, no, continue! So, dad! Ay! I would really like you to wrap my pigtails around your fist and… Ay-ay!! — Tears appeared in the corners of the girl’s eyes.

– What would you… Ay! I wrapped my pigtails around-ahh… fist and puuuut! — on the cock. I myself can’t take it deep, but Zhora’s hands are busy – he, as you can see, is twisting my nipples!!

My daughter shouted out the last phrase and looked at me pleadingly.

“You mean that I have to impale you on Zhora’s dick?”

Zhorik loosened his grip so that Sasha could answer.

– Well, of course. Who else?! — my daughter looked at me with her huge eyes full of tears. I literally disappeared into them and felt my penis growing stubbornly again, already touching the wet spot on my robe, which I covered as best I could by crossing my legs.

– Well, yes, not mine! – I laughed hysterically.

– Um, dad, don’t joke like that. I sometimes don’t understand tunceli escort your humor. Incest is disgusting, your irony is inappropriate,” the daughter pursed her lips angrily. But then she changed her anger to mercy.

– So will you help or not? she asked. – I would ask my mother, but she’s in the kitchen…

“Okay,” I decided, drawing a picture in my head and suddenly I clearly understood that if this scene became a reality, I would cum a second time.

Sasha smiled joyfully, wiped away the tears from her cheeks and touched Zhora’s penis with her lips.

– Fat`s if faf, farf! — she had already plunged the trembling unit into her mouth, and Zhora attacked her nipples with renewed vigor. The daughter moaned and at the same time made progressive movements up and down, giving rise to wonderful squelching sounds. I stroked her on the head and unexpectedly tickled her behind the ear. The girl giggled, but due to the situation, instead of laughing, it turned out to be more of a gurgle.

And then I twisted her little pigtails with pink elastic bands around my fist and pulled her up. The daughter let out a lowing sound and, with a smacking sound, released Zhora’s penis into the air. Thin shiny threads of saliva stretched from her lips to the tense member. The girl smiled, expecting the opposite movement, and I did not deceive her by pushing her down.

Pressing the back of Sashenka’s head, I heard delicious choking sounds, interspersed with moans due to Zhorik’s pinching and twisting. He himself breathed frequently and hoarsely, trembling with pleasure. I pulled my daughter’s pigtails down even further, forcing her to take almost three-quarters of George’s dick. Sasha desperately moaned and hit Zhora on the thighs, although he had nothing to do with it – her forced deep blowjob was entirely my merit. However, perhaps my daughter wanted him to stop twisting her nipples – I already suspected that the girl would get bruises from such caresses.

I eased the pressure a little, allowing my daughter to pull back, but so as not to let go of my penis. And then, as soon as Sasha thought she could take a breath, he pulled her pigtails down again. With a muffled howl and drooling from her nose, Sasha began not only to hit Zhora’s thighs, but to literally push away from his knees, resisting my grip.

– Well, well, daughter, there’s just a little bit left! — I leaned over and kissed Sasha right on the top of her head. The girl became quiet and tried to get used to the feeling of the penis that was bursting her throat. The daughter’s drool and tears ran straight onto Zhora’s knees and thighs, he closed them so as not to spill moisture on the sofa.

At this time, Natasha suddenly entered the room.

– Okay, everyone have breakfast! The omelette is ready! — and then she saw how I was impaling our daughter on Zhora’s penis and, of course, she misunderstood everything.

– Oh! You finally persuaded her! – Natasha said with relief.

I desperately began to give signs to my wife, rolling my eyes and hoping that Zhora and Sasha would not notice anything.

— Persuaded? — the roaring Sasha was already straightening up and turning to her mother.

I took a deep breath.

– Well, yes! – Natasha tried to get out. — I persuaded you to do braids. This hairstyle suits you very well.

“Actually, I had pigtails yesterday too, Mom!” – the girl said offended.

– Oh, sorry, I’m completely tired. And all of you with your omelette. They could just reheat yesterday’s pie!

– Mom, why are you so absent-minded? You suggested the omelette yourself! — The daughter looked at Natasha in surprise.

– Well, I thought that you would cook it.

– Well, sorry, mom, the oil burns painfully!

– I could have thrown something on!

– Okay, mom! I’ll cook for lunch.

“Well, look at me,” Natasha, either jokingly or seriously, shook her finger at her daughter and turgutlu escort went back to the kitchen.

And then Sashenka found the strength to continue and rushed down herself, taking Zhora’s penis almost all the way – I just picked up her initiative, pulling the pigtails down later to consolidate the success. The daughter’s gift gasped and shook slightly, erupting. The daughter swallowed, but could not do anything with the streams of nectar that flowed down the girl’s chin and lips, dripping onto George’s knees, already wet from drool and tears.

I felt that I myself could not stand it and for the second time I ejaculated into my robe. Sighing, I let go of my daughter’s pigtails. She pulled up the penis, freed herself and took a deep breath of air.

– Wow, daughter, that was amazing.

Sasha looked at me sternly again. But her flushed face, stained with tears and sperm, with a stern grimace only made me smile.

– Relax, I’m just talking about the aesthetic moment. Your blowjob to Zhora didn’t excite me one bit.

I pointed to the hem of the robe. The member had already calmed down and lay peacefully in its place. Of course, after two eruptions in a row…

– I didn’t think so, dad! After all, it is clear that you could not be aroused by looking at your daughter. This is completely out of the question.

– Well, of course, daughter! — I looked joyfully at her soiled face.

Patting Sashenka’s cheek, I turned away and stared at the TV screen. My thoughts were jumping around randomly, the only thing I understood for sure was that I urgently needed to change my robe.

Zhora and Sasha went into the kitchen to eat an omelette, the seductive smell of which made their heads spin. When they left, I took a moment to pop into my room and change into a T-shirt and shorts. I didn’t have any more clean home clothes; if the accident happened again, I’d have to wear a business suit.

But when I entered the kitchen, I heard painfully familiar exciting sounds. Only her daughter’s feet protruded from under the dining table. She put them on top of each other and curled her fingers funny.

– Daughter, the omelette is getting cold! – Natasha tried to reassure our daughter.

– I’ll be quick, mom! – and Sashenka sniffled with redoubled force.

– It’s unlikely to happen quickly, daughter, Zhora just finished!

– Efo we iffe pofmofrim! — Sasha was clearly optimistic.

Zhora understood that the food was getting cold, so he decided to speed up the process himself. Following my example, he grabbed his daughter’s pigtails in his hands and pulled her down. I was sitting at the table at that moment and my penis literally hit the tabletop when my daughter, impaled with her small mouth on a strong penis, snorted, moaned protractedly and began to shudder in sobs.

– Is everything all right, daughter? – Natasha asked.

“Ummmg,” Sashenka muttered affirmatively. Meanwhile, Zhora’s face changed, cumming in our daughter’s mouth for the second time in a few minutes.

Obviously, this time there was much less sperm, so Sashenka swallowed everything without spilling a drop.

— Deep blowjob before breakfast – what could be better? – Natasha asked with a laugh.

– Yeah! – said Sashenka. She crawled out from under the table, still sobbing.

“Daughter, wait until you calm down, it’s better not to eat in this state, it won’t do any good,” I said.

Zhora leaned over to Sasha and began to cover her red face with traces of tears, drool and sperm with kisses. His fingers again began to wander over the girl’s tits, and my penis, having recovered from the blow, began to remind itself again, but then, luckily for me, Sasha decided to go wash herself. I was delighted with her departure, as I had once again begun to fear for my shorts. Flashing her bare bottom, Sashenka retreated to the bathroom.

“Your daughter is just super,” Zhorik smiled broadly.

“We know,” my wife and I said in unison and looked at each other. Meanwhile, Sasha returned from the bathroom and we finally started eating. The omelette not only smelled amazing, but it tasted amazing too. I occasionally glanced at how my daughter was eating and caught myself thinking that even this excites me…

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Behind the Garden Shed

Brother Sister

The Sexual Favour Book 1

Matt Coolomon

Edited by S.H. Madonna

Adults Only

High level erotic content

Copyright © 2024 Matt Coolomon

All rights reserved. No part of this eBook may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system or transmitted, in any form, without the written consent of the copyright holder. This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to any real-life person is coincidental.

This taboo version of ‘The Sexual Favour’ is a pseudo incest story about hot wife Julia and her foster brother, cousin and uncle.

Chapter 1: Hands-on Education

I woke alone in bed to the sound of dance music coming from the spare room accompanied by the sound of my wife pounding her treadmill. I pulled my pillow around my ears and shut my eyes tight. I squinted one open again and checked that it was only 7.48am. The plan for the day was to set off on our three-week lakeside vacation but the first leg of the drive was only two hours to Julia’s parents’ place, where we needed to be in time for lunch.

“Come on, you!” Julia called gaily from the bedroom doorway.

I checked the time again after a little while dozing. It was almost 8.30. I flung the doona back and lay for another few minutes smiling to myself and reliving the way Julia had attacked me last night. After sucking me hard, something she rarely does, she had straddled me against the bedhead and used my dick to get herself off, squishing and grinding on it while I ejaculated in her twice. She often takes control but has never been quite that way in the past, never so wild and demanding.

“Come on!” she scolded, striding into the room rubbing her hair dry with a towel.

“All right, I’m coming!” I tossed back and smacked her bottom on the way past, making her glare and squeal playfully. “Ten minutes, okay?”

A quick bowl of cereal and pulling on jeans and a t-shirt was all that was required. I did that and tossed the two suitcases in the back of our sports convertible. Then it was a 20-minute battle to get through Saturday city morning traffic to the highway headed west over the mountains, then north beyond that.

Julia spent the first hour chatting with four different girlfriends from school, organizing their party night reunion. The stopover to visit her parents was her old hometown where she still knows everyone. I wasn’t involved in their girl-group plans and wouldn’t want to be. I usually play chess with Julia’s father when we stay over.

“Are you okay, Rod?” Julia asked with a yawn. It seemed the calls were complete. We were an hour and a half in and heading north. I nodded and smiled, patting and squeezing my wife’s knee.

“So are you looking forward to seeing your little brother again?” I asked and made her smile and roll her eyes.

“Are you going to flash him again?” I pressed playfully.

“I don’t know, maybe… I might go topless for sunbathing by the pool. Mum’s fine with me doing it and Dad certainly doesn’t mind.”

“Right.” I nodded. “Does your dad stare much when you do it?”

“Um yes. He seems to watch for me sunbathing now… I don’t mind him looking though, or my brother.”

“I think it’s great baby. A sister should help out a little brother when it comes to learning about sex. I think you giving him a handjob that time was nice of you.”

I hadn’t included any brother-sister play in the stories I put together for our sexy fun. It had only happened the once that Julia touched her brother’s dick and he lost it almost immediately.

She reclined her seat and closed her eyes without further comment, since she doesn’t like talking about it too much. I drove on, watching her pretty face as she slept and thinking about the erotic story that had gotten her so hot last night, which was one I had written for her.

Actually I’d adapted it from one I’d read online. I often do that — come across a story I think Julia will enjoy playing a role in and search and replace the leading lady’s name with ‘Julia’.

I’d gotten a bit more daring than usual last night. Pushed the boundary along a bit and had her flashing braless down her top as she shared a back-seat cab ride home from a club with some random stranger. The guy hitting on her getting his hand up her skirt before her destination was reached and she scrambled from the cab to run inside to the safety of her waiting husband. Me.

I wasn’t sure where I was up to with these fantasies myself. The line between that and really wanting something to happen was getting blurry.

I mulled that over while Julia slept through the rest of our drive. I had a few other stories saved and a couple I’d tried writing myself but hadn’t been game to finish yet. I was planning to push the boundary even further next time.

*

“Rodney! Hello there, son, how have you been?” Julia’s father was a huge man, his voice boomed.

I shook his hand, getting my own crushed. “Fine thank you, sir. It’s great to see you, James.” I got a hug from my mother in-law. “Hi, Loretta. You’re toroslar escort blond!”

Loretta fluffed her new hairdo, showing it off. “What do you think, takes 10 years off, right?”

“At least 10,” I agreed.

Julia rolled her eyes. “Looks great, mum.” She pushed my shoulder, giggling. “Suck!”

Lunch was a huge spread out on a deck overlooking the forest. Two beers had my head light and my concentration floating around. I took the third one James had placed in front of me and followed Loretta into the living room where there was a massive, brand new TV ready for me to hook up for them. It had been delivered that morning, timed for our visit.

Julia walked through the room grinning at me. “What a suck!” she teased.

I tossed a ball of plastic packaging at her. She batted it away and glared her mock indignation. Her little brother Will came from the kitchen and she grabbed and cuddled him, mussing his thick mop of hair and kissing his face as he tried to squirm away from her.

“Yuck!” he cried and had to lunge to get clear before she grabbed him again.

Will was 19 and all skin and bones. He made me feel half normal stripped down, having a dip together in the pool after setting up the TV. He was even thinner than me.

We had our usual diving and bombing contest from the springboard. Julia came out to sunbathe.

She had on a tank top over her bikini but lifted that off and made her little brother’s eyes widen.

I saw her glance at him and notice. She smiled to herself and remained facing him while applying sunscreen to her arms and legs.

“Come and do my back Will?”

Will climbed out of the pool and went to her immediately. She turned so he could sit behind her and she grimaced guiltily at me.

I held her eyes and did a little nod.

Her brother was rubbing the sunscreen over her shoulders. She lifted her hair and held it aside. He did the top of her back, above her bikini string tied there. He was carefully rubbing above and below.

She reached back and pulled the string. “Underneath it too please,” she asked. “I don’t want a tan line from the string.”

He squeezed more sunscreen and rubbed into her bare back now with both hands like he’d done this before.

Julia reached up and pulled the string behind her neck too, catching her bikini top with an arm across her front.

“Mmm that’s nice Will. Do a little massage too please?”

I started to get a hard-on. Julia had often mentioned teasing her brother with the way he tries to perv on her.

He was rubbing up and down and his fingers were running up her sides.

“Have you got a girlfriend yet?” she asked him.

He shook his head. “Not yet.”

“Okay,” she said and took her bikini top away. “Would you like to do my front too?”

She glared defiantly over at me. I gulped and nodded.

She laid back with her arms by her sides and her tits bare. Her little brother squeezed more sunscreen and rubbed it into one of her tits.

“And massage too?” he checked with her.

She took a breath. “Uh huh a little bit. Not too firmly.”

“I know,” the young guy said and gently massaged that globe and played with the nipple.

He squeezed more sunscreen and applied it to his sister’s other tit.

Julia’s upper body lifted a little. “Mmm not too much with my nipples Will. That’s um…” She swallowed. “That feels a bit too nice,” she said and bit down on her lip.

He moved back to the other tit and squeezed it again, massaging and defying his sister by playing with her nipples some more.

She kept thrusting upward for him. He used his other hand as well and massaged both tits for a minute then isolated her nipples. Her breathing was becoming ragged, her eyes glazing over and her mouth was open.

I approached remaining waist deep in the water and hiding my boner. I could see Will’s boner tenting his swimmers.

Julia’s eyes rolled to it as well. She giggled and squeezed it. “What’s this then?”

Her brother laughed and jumped back out of her reach but was still feeling a tit.

She pried his hand from her, laughing too. She then kept hold of his wrist and lunged and grabbed his dick again. She got a good hold of it and he squawked but had to keep still.

“Show me!” she demanded. “Let me see!”

“Aw Jules!” the guy whined.

She scooted close. He was standing and glaring worriedly down at her.

She carefully stretched the waist band of his swim shorts over the bulge and freed a bolt upright erection. It was again a relief to me, as his was no bigger than mine.

Julia squeezed it bare and smiled up at him. She raised her brows at me. I gulped hard and nodded again.

Her brother had stopped struggling and just glared down at her.

She smiled up at him and stroked up and down his shaft.

“Why don’t you have a girlfriend yet? Have you even asked a girl out?”

The guy nodded and swallowed hard. He glanced furtively in my direction but couldn’t keep his eyes off what his sister was doing.

“Do tosya escort you want to come around the side before Dad sees?” she asked him.

He nodded urgently.

She let go of his dick and took his wrist and led him behind a garden shed.

She pushed him back against the shed. “Wait there!”

She approached me, having followed. “I’ve never gone this far before, but if you want some inspiration for the stories…?”

“Hell yeah baby, do it! You can’t not do it for the boy now, it wouldn’t be fair.”

My wife grimaced guiltily. She whispered close. “I used to wash his gooey sheets so I’ve actually tasted his cum before.”

She left me stunned with that and went back to her brother. She lowered to her knees with her tits still bare and stretched his swimmers over his bolt upright cock, taking it into her mouth and humming her pleasure as she bobbed her head and sucked.

It took about a minute and the young guy buckled over.

Julia drank from him. She drained his balls and swallowed his cum down like a good big sister, teaching him what it’s going to be like when he gets a girlfriend, as she told him again.

He pulled up his pants and dived back in the pool.

I stretched out on the lounger beside my wife. She was lying on her back with her tits still bare and her sunglasses too dark to see through.

Her dad came out onto his deck and sat with a beer and sat there watching her through dark sunglasses too. I could see he wasn’t looking away.

That evening, I watched her doing her makeup in our bedroom. I couldn’t help the pang of uncertainty and jealous worry at how good she looked in her little black party dress and stockings. I picked up from listening in earlier that they would be going out dancing after dinner, which meant a nightclub and other men trying to pick them up. A couple of the girlfriends were single, and they were all good looking, while Julia was hotter than any of them, or so I believed, and was feeling in the tightness of my chest as a car horn beeped from out the front.

“Hehe, don’t wait up!” Julia sang gaily and pressed her cheek to mine, not offering her glossy red lips.

I watched from the window as she jumped in a car and was greeted excitedly by two of the girls. The car zoomed off and I flopped back on the bed, huffing and already churning through pictures in mind of fit, built, muscular men smiling at my wife, undressing her with their eyes. I gulped and shook my head, clutching and squeezing against the flex of my cock.

*

“Check!” James said, raising his eyes from beneath bushy, furrowed brows. He had taken a long while to make the move.

I rubbed my jaw, pretending to be at a loss. I could see my own way to checkmate in four moves but shifted my rook into the path to his king and sacrificed my queen in doing so.

James chuckled triumphantly and took the queen. “And that would be check again, son.”

I lurched back and thrust my hands to my head. “And mate next move!” I conceded. “Shit.”

The huge man boomed another chuckle and started re-setting his pieces. “That’s one a piece. Best of five, hey?”

“Yeah, best of five,” I agreed and joined in re-setting the game. I needed to creatively throw every second match to satisfy my father in-law’s love of chess and thrill of competition. To play to my true ability, I would have the five games complete in no time at all.

As it was, I was watching the clock approach midnight and still churning over the mental pictures of Julia being danced with and passed around by the nightclub guys.

I ended up lying in bed watching for the flash of car lights. The sound of a vehicle coming up the street every now and then got my heart thumping. It was quiet this late at night so there weren’t many. After five false alarms, headlights flashed into the driveway and I sprung to the window.

Julia stumbled from the back seat of the car giggling and holding her shoes. She righted herself and backed toward the house waving her friends off. They were calling out their goodbyes. I got back into bed and played it cool when my wife tiptoed into the room and undressed. She slipped into bed.

“Hey Jules, how was your night?”

“Hmm, amazing. Except I think I should have stopped drinking. My head’s all woozy and I don’t feel very well.”

“You okay? Do you need anything?” I asked.

“No, I just need to go to sleep.”

She cuddled up with the bedsheet scrunched beneath her chin. I drew a big breath and sighed my relief that my beautiful wife was back home to me. I kissed her head and went to sleep.

Chapter 2: Road Trip Flashing

“Oww my head hurts.” Julia searched in her handbag and pulled out Paracetamol tablets. She downed a few with a big drink from her water bottle. I was watching while driving. She rolled eyes at me. “I know. Self-inflicted, right?”

“I didn’t say anything.” I had been watching my wife sleep with her face pressed against the seat and her mouth open for the past hour. We had gotten an trabzon escort early start for the all-day drive to Lake Carpelligo.

Julia guzzled the rest of her water. “I was fine until these guys started buying us drinks. They were these sweet cocktail things that tasted yummy. I don’t even know what they were.”

My heart thumped. I manufactured a smile. “A bit too easy to drink, were they?”

“Oh yeah! Elly and Bree kept encouraging the guys to send more too. Then we went and sat with them and every time I looked, I seemed to have a full glass.”

“Oh yeah?” I swallowed hard.

“I know, a bit obvious, right?” Julia said with another eye roll. “I didn’t even dance with any of them much though. And it was just this one guy who was kind of crowding me, sitting too close, just with the way Elly and Bree paired off with two of them and Sharon and Adriana disappeared together for a while, which left that one guy trying to get with me I suppose.”

“Aw shit, Jules, really?”

“No.” Julia giggled. “It wasn’t that full-on. You could just tell by the look on his face he thought it would happen, if he got me drunk enough that is. As if!”

I shook my head. “But that’s exactly what gets to me when you go out like that, Jules. That’s exactly what I imagine might be happening and it’s so hard to be at home waiting.”

“Oh Rodney, no. You know you can trust me, don’t you?”

“It’s not about not trusting you. It’s about not trusting them! The guys!”

Julia took my free hand and pulled it into her lap. She was pouting sweetly.

“No, I’m not saying you shouldn’t go out with your girlfriends like that, just that it’s hard for me a little bit.”

She added sad eyes to her pout but her eyes suddenly flashed excitement. “Ooh ooh coffee!” She pointed to a takeaway coffee sign at a service centre up ahead.

I took the exit and pulled into the drive thru. I grabbed some sausage and egg muffins as well and got back on the road.

Julia swallowed a mouthful of her breakfast and did a kind of shrug and nod. “The guy was actually pretty hot, come to think of it.”

I looked at her. She smiled.

“Yeah, see what I mean,” I accused.

She giggled into her next bite, waving a finger until she chewed and swallowed. “Kind of reminds me of a story I was reading the other night though, huh?”

“No it doesn’t.” I could feel my face had flushed red.

“Oooh, yes it does,” my wife sang gaily. “Except we both know what would have happened in a story.”

“But that’s just fantasy. That’s totally different.”

Julia’s brows lifted. My heart rate spiked. She tilted to look then reached across and squeezed me through my jeans. “And what’s this all about then?” She was biting a grin. “Will you write me a story about dance club hunks getting with me, Rod? One just like that carnival story a couple of weeks ago?”

I drew a breath, frowning down at where I was now fully erect in my wife’s grip. I gulped and glanced at her. She was smiling her Cheshire grin again, her eyes wide and filled with mirth. I was confused. I frowned. “Would you really want me to?” The carnival story had a guy jacking off when she flashed him.

Julia’s face dropped then she lowered her chin to look over her sunglasses. “Okay.”

I gulped again. “Really? You’d like that?”

Julia nodded. “Hell yes!”

“And like, with what happened in the carnival one, in the car at the end?” I recalled a recent nightclub story I could adapt easily enough. “But in the men’s toilets or something instead?”

Julia’s mouth hung open, her eyes wide. She nodded a little and squeezed my cock again.

My neck and face tingled with another flush. “Would you want anything else to happen, Jules?”

“I don’t know. Maybe.” She shrugged. “Would you want anything else to happen?” She did another squeeze and smiled teasingly. “In the story, that is.”

Relief flooded through me. I chuckled.

“You’re so bad!” my wife scolded. “Jeez Rodney!”

“Yeah well at least mine’s only fantasy. I can’t believe some guy was actually trying to get you drunk last night. Shit Jules, that’s for real.”

Julia sat up in her seat. “And that isn’t real?” she tossed back, eyeing the still-obvious bulge in my jeans while taking a sip of her coffee. “Feels awful real,” she concluded.

I let the topic of conversation subside, along with my erection. After a little while, Julia looked over again.

“I really like your stories, Rod, the ones you pick out for me.”

I smiled. “I’m glad. It’s exciting to imagine that kind of stuff.”

Julia nodded and looked forward. She turned to me again after a minute. “Do you want me to flash someone for real? I mean other than my silly little brother and pervert dad?”

“What?” I gulped. I looked at my wife’s straight face.

“I’ll do it if you like. Next car with a man driving, you could let him keep alongside and I’ll lift up my top.”

I did a double take, looking at Julia’s chest. She had on a pale blue tank top that showed the lacy trim of her bra. Her breasts are a youthfully firm C-cup, lots of bounce and sway.

“I’ve done it before, back in high school,” she said.

I could see the car tailgating us had two men in the front seat. I looked from the rear-view mirror to Julia. She turned and checked. I swallowed hard. “Would you really want to?”

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“You’re looking very pleased with yourself.” Aisha leaned her head on my shoulder.

I probably was. I had every right to be, I thought. Two hot, gorgeous women wanted to fuck me as often as they could: Aisha and Sal, my girlfriend and my twin sister.

We were on the train, travelling home from visiting Sal. Ever since New Year’s the three of us had been getting together regularly — to hang out and to have sex. I was probably the happiest I’d ever been.

“Do you realise,” Aisha continued, “that it’s been nearly six months since we first fucked?”

“Six months?” It felt longer, but the time had flown by. “A six-month shaggiversary. What’s that, clingfilm?”

She nuzzled against my neck. “Shaggiversary. I like it.” She raised her head to look at me. “We should celebrate. Make it special.”

“It’s always special with you, babe.” My cock gave a twitch in my shorts as a memory from just that morning came into my mind…

Aisha leaning forward against the shower wall, pushing herself back onto my cock, her breasts swaying with her motion. My cock sliding in and out of her, glistening with the cream of her arousal. Sal pressed against my back, her small breasts noticeable only by her hard nipples against my skin. Her hands stroking my chest as the water cascades down…

I hastily came back to the present as Aisha kissed my neck. “Of course it is. But how about we make it even more special, by not having sex until the first?”

It was March 24. “That’s a week away!” If my cock could have spoken, it would have been complaining out loud. “You want us to keep our hands off each other for a whole week?”

“Imagine how special it will be.”

I tried to bluster through. “Like you could manage a week without us having sex. You know you want it just as much as I do.”

“Hmm.” She smiled. “I’ll manage. Maybe you’re not as irresistible as you think you are.”

I looked down at her and met her cool gaze. “Really?”

“Really.” Her voice was firm as she rested her hand on my thigh and squeezed. “And no wanking either. I don’t want your cock to be rubbed raw during our celebrations.”

“Great plan, babe,” I sighed. “Special. So special.”

The next week was the slowest of my life. Even worse than the time Mum and Dad had dragged Sal and me off to camp in Finland when we were eight, and it rained every day, and even so we got eaten by mosquitos.

Time dragged by. Classes, coursework, more classes. After the first two days I began avoiding Aisha. I knew I wouldn’t be able to keep my hands off her if we were together. I saw her once from a distance, sitting with some friends and laughing without a care in the world, and a sudden thought crept into my mind. Not as irresistible as I think. Is she growing tired of me?

Worry gnawed at me as the week crawled its way forward. Classes and coursework. Hanging out with friends and trying not to mope over Aisha. More classes, more coursework. Lots of time at the gym, punching the bag, running off the worry and frustration. Redoing my coursework because my mind hadn’t been on it. More worrying. More running.

The night of the thirty-first was unending. I tried not to think of Aisha, of seeing her again, stripping her naked and plunging my tongue into her snatch, holding her against me as she squirmed…

And then I tried not to think about what she was doing. She was visiting her parents, but was she seeing anyone else while she was there? Someone she was interested in?

She’d sounded her usual self in her messages, and the two times we’d phoned. But there were tiny doubts that nestled in my mind, burrowing down and refusing to go away. Is she done with me? I know she thinks I should be more serious about my studies. Is that it? Does she think I’m not serious enough for the long term?

I’d never really thought much about the future. Now I started to worry that I might not have one — at least not with her.

Alone in my black room I thought about calling Sal. But it was late, and I wasn’t sure I’d get a sensible reply from her. Sal loved to tease me, particularly where Aisha was concerned.

And would Aisha have even said anything to my sister? I doubted it.

In the end I stayed up late and did more coursework. I managed to get a few hours sleep, then it was out for another run. Aisha wouldn’t be back from her parents until mid-afternoon.

I went straight from class to her place. She had a unit of her own on the ground floor, with a kitchen-living and separate bed and bath. Friends of her parents had done a Homes Under the Hammer-style buy-to-let thing, and they rented it to her at the friends and family rate. Luxurious compared with having to share a kitchen and bathroom for four other guys like I did, so of course we spent most of our time at hers.

Aisha opened the door and took my breath away. Her arms came around me and she gave me a snog that almost had me cumming in my shorts. My heart lurched. See? I was just imagining things. Even so, I made a firm tirebolu escort promise to myself to a be better boyfriend.

In the meantime, my cock was pulsing. I squirmed away from her, breathlessly. “Don’t want the past week to have been for nothing.”

She laughed and drew me inside. Moments later we were on her bed, hands under shirts and stroking naked skin. In between kisses we muttered how much we’d missed each other.

I’d just wormed my hand under her bra and was kneading away at the warm globe I encountered there when her phone binged insistently. Aisha pulled away, a confused look on her face. “That’s my calendar,” she said, reaching for her phone.

“Probably telling you it’s time to take off those clothes.” I didn’t let go.

But she was shaking her head. “Fuck! I have a lecture. I forgot. Last week’s was rescheduled.”

“What?” I couldn’t believe it. “Now?” Groaning, I sat up. Aisha wasn’t going to miss class. She took her course too seriously for that. “At least tell me it’s online.”

“It’s online,” she replied, straightening her clothes and giving me a quick kiss. “But it starts in a minute. Will you… will you be alright?” The look on her face was one of genuine concern.

I affected a martyred sigh and rose, adjusting myself deliberately. “That’s alright. I’ll be waiting in the other room.”

“Thanks, babes.” She planted herself at her desk and flicked on her laptop. Taking up her headphones, she shooed me away with her other hand. “Now go! I don’t want my Tort Law class to get distracted by the sight of your bulge in the background.”

I slunk out, tail not so much between my legs as throbbing in my shorts. I admired Aisha’s discipline and her dedication to her studies, but right now I wished she’d put me first for once. Or that her class had been half an hour later.

I sank into the chair next to the window and tried to think of other things. I’d just completed a puzzle on my phone when a tap on the window drew my attention. I looked up and saw a pale face with a big grin.

“Sal!”

I hurried to the door and let her in. She was in her usual outfit of sweater, skirt and knee-high boots. A weekend bag was slung over her shoulder, with her coat sticking out. “Hi, big brother!” She reached up on tiptoes and kissed me on my cheek. “Mum and Dad sent me to check on you.”

I closed the door behind her and followed her into Aisha’s living room. “What do you mean? There’s nothing wrong with me.”

“Oh, I know that.” She dropped the bag in a corner and turned to face me. “But they say you’ve sounded sulky all week, and they think something might be up between Aisha and you.”

“There’s nothing wrong,” I repeated, pushing down the memories of an endless night. Was I really that sulky? “Aisha and I were both just busy.”

“Yes, she mentioned she’d barely seen you.” Sal ran her finger up and down my arm. “That she missed getting naked with you. Feeling your cock…” Her finger stopped and she turned a pair of solemn blue eyes on me. “I know what she means. I miss it too.”

My cock had barely had a chance to subside, but now it was showing an interest again. I tried to avoid sounding bitter as I explained that Aisha was in the other room, following an online lecture.

“And you’d expected to be fucking her right now, weren’t you?” She pressed herself close. “How about you begin with me instead?” And she put her arms around me and pulled me down to her face. “I haven’t had any sex since the last time you two visited me. That’s a whole week.”

I groaned. “I know! Neither have I.” I pulled away. “But we can’t. I promised Aisha.” My pledge to be a better boyfriend was still fresh in my mind.

“She can join us when she’s done.” Sal’s hands were at my belt, fumbling with the buckle.

“Stop it!” I pulled her hands away and stepped back.

She paused and looked at me sternly. “This is happening, big brother. I want to fuck, you want to fuck. What’s the problem?”

“The problem–” I began, but she interrupted me.

“Because you’re not the only guy with a cock. I could probably find someone else.” She stepped back. “Is that what you want? Not to fuck me again? Because I’m happy to walk away from what we’ve got going on.”

“No!” It came out in a squeak. I tried again. “No. I mean, yes, I do. I do want to fuck you. But after Aisha. Please?”

She went to stand by the window. I saw her eyes move as she scanned the people on the street outside. “Never mind. I know when I’m not wanted.” She pouted. “Aren’t there any hunky guys around here?”

My mind raced. Is this where it all ends? Am I going to have to choose between my sister and my girlfriend — my girlfriend and my sister?

My nerves were on edge. After the past week and the sleepless night, the greeting Aisha had given me had lulled me into a belief that everything was back to being great. Greater than before, even, now that I’d realised how much Aisha meant to me.

But with Sal threatening tokat escort to find someone else, it suddenly came crashing down on me that I didn’t want her to. I didn’t want her ever touching another guy.

More importantly, I didn’t want her to ever stop touching me.

Am I in love with my own sister? It sounded strange, considered like that. After all, Aisha was my girlfriend, and I was madly in love with her. Is it possible to be in love with two girls at the same time?

I didn’t know the answer. What I did know was that what I felt for Sal wasn’t just brotherly love, and it wasn’t just about the sex either.

The realisation hit me like a kick in the guts. And now I’m caught between the two of them!

I moved to stand behind Sal and put my arms around her. For a long moment she stood stiff, then she relaxed against my chest and put her hands on my arms. “This is nice, big brother.”

I squeezed her tight. “Please don’t be mad, Sal. Aisha wants today to be special. So do I. It’s… it’s a kind of anniversary.”

She sighed. “I’m not mad. And I’m not going to look for someone else to fuck.” She turned her face towards mine and glared. “For now.”

I kissed her lips. “Good.” The fluttering inside could have been relief, or something more profound.

“But I still want sex. And if Aisha doesn’t hurry up, I’m going to start without her.”

Sal pulled free and pushed me towards the chair. I sat, and she stood before me, feet on either side of mine. Her legs were bare between skirt and boots. “It’s an anniversary for us too. Three months since we had sex for the first time.” She leaned down until our faces were almost touching, until her lips brushed across mine. “The three of us, I mean. You and I go back much further, don’t we?”

I squirmed in the chair. “Sal…”

“Don’t tell me you’ve forgotten?” Her face moved to my neck and she breathed into my ear. “That night in the tent. Fucking me in the sleeping bag.” Her lips sucked gently at my neck. “Do you remember now?”

I’d never forgotten. Obviously. Even now it was still one of my favourite memories. My cock gave a shiver as I thought about it. “Sal, please…”

“And the other times, before Christmas. Remember how you begged to eat my pussy?” Her hands were on my shoulders, and she clambered onto the chair to straddle me. “Would you like to do that now? Shall I stand here and pull up my skirt, so you can bury your face between my legs?”

I inhaled her scent, my face against her chest. Her fine blonde hair was growing longer, falling past her shoulders now, and it brushed my cheek.

“It’s a busy street outside, isn’t it? Lots of people walking by, who might look inside and wonder who that blonde girl is who’s being eaten out by her brother.”

I gave a strangled groan. “Stop it, Sal, stop it! You know I’d love to… to do everything to you. But I promised Aisha. And she’s my girlfriend!”

She pushed herself off me. Standing before me, her eyes flashing a dangerous dark blue, she planted her fists on her hips. A red flush crept across her cheeks. “And I’m only your sister? Is that it?”

“No, Sal–!” Honestly I didn’t know what I meant. “I made her a promise. If I made you a promise you’d want me to keep it, wouldn’t you?”

Her gaze was unrelenting. Her small boobs heaved in her sweater.

“Come on, Sal, you know how much I love you.” It was true. It had been true before we started fucking, and it was even more true now.

She must have heard the sincerity in my voice, because she seemed to relax. “And…?”

I rose and took the few steps towards the kitchen area. “And let’s have a glass of wine and wait for Aisha to finish. How about that?”

She watched in silence as I opened the fridge and took out the wine box. I filled a pair of glasses and held one out to her. She took it from me, big eyes looking up. Suddenly she tipped the glass towards herself. “Oh no,” she announced in a flat voice. “I seem to have spilled some.”

“Wh–?”

Before I could point out that it was white wine, and she had nothing to worry about, she’d put down her glass and was pulling the woollen garment over her head. I admired the pale skin of her stomach even as I protested.

A moment later she was standing before me in just a grey trainer bra. “Much better.” She took hold of her glass again and took a sip. “Hmm, looks like maybe I didn’t spill any after all.”

“Sal.” I tried to put a warning growl in my voice. “Stop it. Let it go. Drink your wine, say hi to Aisha and give us half an hour by ourselves.”

“Half an hour?” She chuckled. “If you haven’t fucked for a week, you won’t last ten minutes. Or Aisha either.”

“So much the better!” I made sure that my eyes didn’t linger on her chest, where the outlines of her nipples were clear against the material of her bra. “We’ll do our thing, then you can join us and we’ll give you all the attention you need!”

She stood silent, sipping her wine. When she spoke, topkapı escort there was a thoughtful note in her voice. “All I need?”

“Yes!”

“You’ll take turns eating me out? Eat me out together, one in front, one behind?”

That was something I’d never imagined Sal would be interested in, but I nodded enthusiastically. It sounded like a great idea.

“You’ll let me ride your cock while Aisha sits on your face and kisses me? You’ll let me suck you off?”

By now my breathing was as harsh as hers. I found myself standing almost against her, leaning down, brushing my lips against hers. Our wine glasses were on the table. “All of that.” If I last that long…

She went quiet, lips touching mine, then she spoke. “There’s only one problem, big brother.”

“What’s that?”

Her arms came up and pulled me tight against her. “I don’t want to wait that long. Let’s do it all now!”

Her tongue slipped between my lips as I struggled half-heartedly to break free. My cock was beginning to take control. It’s Aisha’s fault, it seemed to be saying. She made this plan, and then screwed up. It would serve her right if I fucked Sal here, now.

It was tempting — oh so tempting, with Sal’s small body pressed against mine and her tongue worming its way into my mouth — but I knew it was wrong. “Stop it,” I muttered, trying to pull away. Then, more firmly, “Sal, no. No!”

I must have been a sight. My chest was heaving, and I’m sure my face was red, my eyes wild. My cock was like a bar of hot iron trying to break free from my trousers. “Sal, no, I promised. I promised!”

Surprisingly, Sal was looking very calm. “The only way you’ll stop me, big brother,” she said as she began to undo the clasp of her skirt, “is if you tie me up.” She stopped and glanced up at me. “Would you like to tie me up?”

She was remarkably compliant as I took the string from Aisha’s apron and tied her hands to a pipe high on the wall. A glance outside told me it would be a good idea to close the blinds. As I turned away, Sal spoke up behind me. “Do you want to know a secret?”

I tried to ignore her as I pulled the blinds shut. I was eager to hear, though.

“You do, don’t you? I can tell from the way you’re holding your head.” She laughed. “You’re my twin brother. I know you better than you know yourself.”

I turned back to face her, grinning despite myself. “Alright then, twin sister. What’s this secret?”

“Come closer.” She looked round conspiratorially. “No-one else needs to know.”

I moved to stand before her. She beckoned me closer with her eyes, until my face was almost touching the bare skin above her bra. Then she spoke softly in my ear. “I’ve got a plug in my arse.”

I turned my head so quickly that I bashed my nose against hers. We both yelped, then blinked at each other to clear our eyes. “Ngghhh,” I managed after a while. Then, “A plug? Why?”

“It’s supposed to make the sex even more… interesting.” She pouted. “Aisha read an article. She’s the one who bought it for me.”

“She didn’t!”

Sal shrugged. “Maybe she didn’t. Maybe I’m just teasing you. Maybe I don’t have a plug squeezed inside my bum.” She wiggled her eyebrows at me. “Why don’t you come and see for yourself?”

I took a step back and looked her up and down. As if I could tell just from looking whether she’s lying! What would a woman look like with a plug up her arse? I hadn’t noticed anything unusual about how Sal was walking or standing.

She was looking at me knowingly. “You’re wondering, aren’t you? Wondering what it looks like. How it makes me feel. Shall I tell you?”

“Yes.” It was a breathless whisper. My mind filled with visions of playing with Sal’s hole while I licked her.

“It’s…” She paused, then grinned. “It’s indescribable. It makes me feel sexy. I had quite the train ride coming here.”

I bet you did! Two hours in public transport, with a dirty little secret like that. It was the kind of thing that Sal loved.

I looked at the clock on the counter top. “Aisha should be nearly done.” I wasn’t sure whether I was relieved or not. On the one hand, I was really looking forward to finally getting naked with her. On the other…

On the other, here was Sal, tied up and anxious to be involved. I had no idea how Aisha was going to react. She loved Sal, but she seemed to be taking our shaggiversary seriously. Am I going to get caught between them after all?

Sal was watching me. “You’ll want to hurry up.”

“Hurry up? With what?”

She turned round to the wall, looking at me over her shoulder as she shook her arse in my direction. “Checking to see whether I’ve got a plug up my bum. If you really want to know.” She pushed her arse towards me. “And if you don’t want your girlfriend walking in while you’re doing it.”

It was tempting. So tempting. Just lift Sal’s skirt, pull down her knickers, see what it looked like.

It’s not like I’ll be fucking her. I’ll still be saving myself for Aisha.

I almost stepped forward, until I caught the look in Sal’s eye, then I stopped.

“You know what,” I said, picking up my glass of wine and taking a sip, “I believe you. You’ve got a plug up your bum.” I refilled the glass and moved to the door. “I’m going to check on Aisha. See you in half an hour.”

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I’d teased my step-brother for years. Strolling around the house wearing skimpy panties, making sure my camel toe was obvious.

I’d allowed wraparound towels to slip, revealing naked breasts and bent over in a short skirt offering an eyeful, sometimes panty free.

It was inevitable Ethan would fuck me. It finally got too much for him on the morning I wore a nightie from my puberty years and reached up high inside our refrigerator far longer than it took to grab a few strawberries.

When I turned around, biting seductively into a juicy red strawberry his eyes were aflame with burning embers.

He’s had enough. The time has come.

“I’m going to fuck you Sophie.”

“You’re fucking joking right, Ethan? We’re in the kitchen.”

“It’s time you put out sister. You’ve teased me long enough.”

“Maybe, and I can’t blame you for taking what you should have fucked years ago but it’s dangerous. Mom is tidying the house”

“I don’t care. Lie over a kitchen stool now.”

I wanted his dominance so I had to comply or this whole, warped seduction over years of titillation would be wasted.

“Which one?”

“I don’t care. You pick. It’s your shameful behavior that got us here.”

“Am I just a slut to you?”

“Are you Sophie?

“Don’t you even like me?”

My stepbrother looked hurt. I guess he hadn’t realized I was playing with sex because I wanted something very different.

I lay on the kitchen stool, entirely willing to be taken by my step-brother but still hoping for more. I glanced back with trepidation and sadness.

Ethan tepebaşı escort gently slid my panties to half-mast, then stopped, studying me curiously.

“Are you about to cry, Sophie?”

“No.”

“Liar. I see tears in your eyes.”

“I just… I, I, oh god, I’m so sorry Ethan.”

I was bent over the stool with my panties dropped to the knees by his hand. Ethan’s stiff cock brushed gently against two very swollen, wet pussy lips that wanted to be fucked by someone who cared.

Ethan’s palm pressed gently down on the small of my back, pinning me to the wooden stool. He wasn’t rough and as I recalled at that moment, never had been.

My head was twisted sideways so he could see my face as I gazed lovingly into his deep blue eyes.

When my step-brother released me I felt distraught. I stood, pulled up my panties, wriggling my ass before turning to face him, sobbing like a child that just lost its mother.

“You don’t want me then?”

“Not like this.”

Ethan gathered me in his arms, enveloping my quivering body in a warm, I hoped, loving embrace. My bottom lip trembled and I felt heartache with joy mixed in.

“I don’t mind if you fuck me. I deserve it after the way I’ve flaunted myself.”

“You deserve more than that, Sophia.”

“What do you mean?”

“Be honest. You want romance, don’t you?”

I stared into his eyes seeing no answers. My brother had questions that were fair given my behavior.

“I want you Ethan.”

“You hid that well.”

“I tercan escort want to atone.”

“You shouldn’t do anything you don’t want to Sophie.”

“I want to do this.”

I reached down, and pulled the waistband of his trousers out with one hand, reaching inside, gripping his morning wood tightly with the other.

My heart thumped like a blacksmith’s hammer, partly for fear of being discovered, but mostly because I wanted Ethan to want me.

“I feel this stiff cock should be relieved though, don’t you?”

“Not if it stops me from dating you, sis.”

“Are you serious right now?”

“Deadly serious.”

I gasped, not realizing how stiff and big Ethan’s cock was. His eyes suddenly sparkled and I saw a glimmer of hope for me, perhaps us.

“I thought the teasing was coming from a bad place.”

“Never Ethan. I only have good feelings about you.”

“Why not tell me that instead of playing games?”

“I don’t know. I thought perhaps if you fucked me in a moment of sexual frustration, romance might follow.”

I pulled his waistband down further, pinning it underneath two wrinkly balls while I wanked the man I’d known since we were two years old when our parents met.

“Do you want to fuck me, brother?”

“I’d rather we made love.”

“Oh my, that’s nice.”

“We should date first Sofia.”

“Umm, okay, but what did you have in mind?”

“The Back Door.”

“Our jazz haunt?”

“Yeah. Where better?”

“When?”

“Tonight baby. Let’s give love a chance if termal escort you want, I’ll drive us to Dad’s cabin afterwards.”

“To make love?”

“Maybe. If you want to. I’d prefer you choose when you’re ready.”

“Shall I finish wanking you off?”

“Up to you sweetheart.”

I cupped his balks in one hand, wanking him hard with the other. I had my heart’s desire, an opportunity for a relationship, but it felt wrong to tuck away such a lovely cock, especially after my teasing of it.

I heard Mom in the hallway, vacuuming the carpet, but I didn’t care. My prospective boyfriend deserved my loving care having behaved so impeccably.

I squeezed his balls. Wanking my brother’s cock faster but more gently. He smiled, wrapped his arms around my waist, and held on for the ride.

I pumped his cock, putting all the love I’d felt through my teenage years into his pleasure. His pre-cum smelled primal and felt incredible against my thumb when I used it to rub his glans and banjo string.

“I’m gonna cum darling.”

“I know. Let’s make it a good one, Ethan.”

I slid my hand further down his shaft, wanking it furiously in short, sharp strokes that whipped Ethan’s foreskin fully back each time.

He shouted loudly when the first rope of hot cum splashed on my nightie. I kept going, clutching my free hand over his mouth, stifling my brother’s ecstasy, hoping the smell of his balls on my palm wouldn’t put him off.

It didn’t and soon Ethan’s prostrate was emptied onto my nightie, while his cock twitched delightfully, running on empty.

“I need to soak this nightie so mom doesn’t know it’s your cum.”

“Go quickly. We can talk later when they go shopping.”

I reached up for a kiss, and Ethan held me while our lips melted into one another.

“Thank you, Ethan.”

“What for baby?”

“For being a good man.”

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