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When Secrets Come Out (2)

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It was Wednesday when I saw Nate again. He looked like he was in a good mood. I debated talking to him, but I decided against it. I didn’t want his friends to ask questions. I went about my business at my locker. I was about ready to head to class wen Nate approached me.

“Hey” he said quietly.

“Hi.” I said kind of confused.

“What are you doing Friday night?” He asked even more quiet. He was almost whispering.

“I was planning on hanging out with Lex and Dani. Why?” I replied.

“I was wondering if you wanted to come over after the game.” He said kind of embarrassed.

“I could see if they want to go to the game but I doubt it.” I said with a little too much enthusiasm.

“That’s cool. If not, maybe on Saturday?” He said.

“Definitely!” I said. I wasn’t sure if it was a date or not. He asked me to come over but I don’t know if we’re friends or not. I had lunch with Lex and Dani that day, so I asked them then.

“Hey, do you guys want to go to the game on Friday night?” I asked.

“Umm no.” Dani said quickly. “I don’t want to see Jackson or Matt.”

“Ok then.” I said and went back to eating.

“Why do you want to go? You never want to go to sporting events other than your own” Lex said.

“No reason really.” I said while eating my sandwich.

“You’re lying.” Dani pointed out. My eyes get weird when I’m lying and only Lex and Dank knew it.

“No.” I lied once again.

“Spill it.” Dani said.

“Fine. Nate came up to me at my locker and asked if I wanted to come over after the game. I told him I was hanging out with you guys and would see if you wanted to come.” I started.

“So you’re going to ditch us for a guy?” Lex said getting angry.

“No, not at all. He understood that you guys probably wouldn’t want to go, so he asked if I could come over on Saturday instead.” I explained. They seemed pretty calm. I was very very wrong.

“Are you guys like a thing?” Dani asked.

“What happened on Saturday?” Lex asked. They asked about twenty more questions.

“No. We aren’t a thing. I don’t even know if we’re friends. Nothing happened. He stayed, made sure I was ok, showered, then left.” I left out the part about breakfast.

“What ever you say.” bahçeşehir escort Lex said.

“If you don’t want to tell us what really happened, then don’t. But don’t come to us for help when your knocked up.” Dani said.

“I’m not lying.” I said starting to feel bad.

“Okay.” Dani finished. The bell rang and we were off to class. Once school was out on Friday, we all met up and went to the mall. I needed new bras so I went to Victoria’s Secret and bought a few new bras and matching panties. I have a thing for matching. We went back to Dani’s and chilled for a while. We watched movies and eventually we fell asleep.

I dreamt about Nate and how good he looked and his breakfast. He was perfect. I woke up after Lex and Dani. We went to the diner and got breakfast. They asked about my plans for the night.

“What are you and Nate going to do?” Lex said with a smirk.

“Nothing. As I said, i don’t even know if we’re friends.” I said.

“If something happens, you’ll tell us right.” Dani asked trying to assure herself. “I don’t want a repeat of Marcus.”

“Let’s not talk about it.” Lex said.

“Yes I’ll tell you guys.” I said. We paid and all went our separate ways. Nate said I could come over around 6, so I went home and watch tv for a while. I watched some stupid reality shows. It was like 4 o’clock when I decided to start getting ready. I made myself some pasta with sauce and ate rather quickly for me. Then I went upstairs and showered. I made sure to shave EVERYTHING. I washed up using my favorite shower gel. Endless Weekend from Bath and Body Works. I washed my face using my acne wash too. I wanted to make sure I looked good. It was 5:15 when I dried off and finished my hair. I put on one of the new bras and panties I got. They were matching blue lace. I wore a blue spaghetti strap tank top to match and black jean shorts. I also wore my black cardigan so I didn’t look too slutty. I got in my car at 5:50 and was off.

I was nervous. I know I shouldn’t have been, but I was. I really liked him and I wasn’t sure what was gonna happen. I got to his house and did one final check of my make up. I walked up to the door and knocked. His little bakırköy escort brother answered.

“Hi?” He said.

“Hi. Is umm Nate here?” I asked awkwardly.

“Oh so you’re Jess?” He said. “Nate hasn’t stopped talking about you.” I kind of blushed at that. “I’ll go get him.”

I stood awkwardly in the doorway. A few minutes later, Nate came down.

“Hey come on in!” He said leading me in. “My parents are taking Zach out for a surprise in a few.” He whispered.

“Oh?” I said.

“We’ll be alone for a couple hours, if that’s ok with you.” He said, catching himself.

“Yeah, that’s cool.” I said. I was now freaking out. We were going to be alone in his house, for a few hours. At least I was prepared.

“We’ll have to hang out down here until they leave.” He said and invited me to sit next to him on the couch. I took a seat and we watched a movie until his parents left. They left us money for pizza.

“Do you want pizza? Or do you want me to cook something for you?” He said.

“Umm it doesn’t matter to me. Do you want to cook?” I asked.

“Can I?”

“Hell yeah. If this meal is anywhere near as good as breakfast the other day, i might never leave.” I said jokingly. He pocketed the money and started cooking. He made a delicious chicken dinner. We had chicken breasts with pasta and broccoli.

“This is absolutely delicious.” I said. “I really wished you cooked more often.”

“Well, i don’t want my friends to think of me as a freak.” He said with a tone of sadness.

“They won’t if they’re truly your friends.” I tried to be supportive. I’m not very good at it.

“I don’t think they will understand though.” He said.

“I do. And we’re friends right?” I asked.

“Yeah”

“See, theres a start. Already 1 friend who understands.” I said smiling.

“Good.” He smiled back. We finished the food and kept talking. We talked for what felt like hours. It was great. I had never been able to talk with anyone like I had with him.

“Alright. I want to hear one of your secrets.” He said suddenly. I was surprised. “I told you one of mine. I want to hear one of yours.”

“I don’t have any secrets.” balgat escort I said.

“That’s bull and you know it.” He said with a big smile.

“Fine. Don’t make fun though.” I said.

“I won’t. I promise” he got all serious.

“I’ve never kissed anyone.” I admitted. I was really embarrassed. How many juniors have never kissed anyone?

“You’re lying.” He said laughing.

“You said you wouldn’t make fun.” I started to tear up.

“I’m not making fun. That’s just funny.” He said.

“Why is that funny?” I was getting angry.

“Because you’re just so you.” He was giggling.

“What does that mean?” I was really angry now.

“You’re so good.” He got serious again. “I’ve known you since 6th grade, and I’ve never seen you be rude, or mean to anyone. Even someone picking on you.” I was speechless. I wiped the tears from my face.

“You’ve noticed me?” I asked.

“How could I not? You don’t blend in. You’re different. People notice you.” He said. I didn’t have anything to say. I sat there looking at his beautiful brown eyes. “You’re so outgoing and weird and you embrace it. You’re perfect.” He leaned closer and wrapped his arm around me. I could smell his axe cologne. He was irresistible. I looked up into his eyes and he looked back. Next thing I knew, his lips were on mine. His soft lips pressing themselves against mine. I wanted him for so long to kiss me, and now that it was happening, I couldn’t believe it. He pulled away for a second and looked at me with sorrow.

“What’s wrong?” I asked.

“Nothing. Nothing at all.” He replied with a small smile. He kissed me again with more force. I could feel his tongue trying to get into my mouth. I let his tongue explore my mouth and I explored his mouth with my tongue too. It was getting hotter. Our bodies got closer and soon I started to want more. We kissed for a little longer and then he pulled away.

“I shouldn’t have done that.” He said. He moved back to his original spot on the couch.

“Why not? I liked it.” I said. I moved closer towards him and he moved away. “What’s wrong?”

“I shouldn’t have been your first kiss. I shouldn’t be with you. I don’t deserve you.” He said.

“What do you mean?” I asked.

“I’m nothing. Im never going to be anything.” He said. “Thank you for coming over. I think you should leave now.” He got up and ran up the stairs. I started to walk up the stairs, but I decided to give him space and I left.

What was going on with him? Is he crazy? Does he just have really low self-esteem? I was determined to find out.

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We are working security in a large female toy store. We sit in front of a bank of monitors as watch with amusement as various women, read the trash magazines, while they rub themselves. There are couple of corners of the store which are dark, just for those couples who think that no one is watching. I just love the night vision units we have.
In walks Cathy, the bitch. We have nicknamed her the bitch because she always causes some commotion whenever she is in the store. The last time she was here, she screamed at a young trim sales clerk with the perky breasts and tight ass. You remember her? She used to go to the ladies room for her breaks. She loved our rapid deployment wireless vibrator with long life battery and pulsing head. We knew she was enjoying herself because whenever she came out of the restroom, we could smell her pussy, her nipples would be at least an inch long and her cloth covered stool at the register would be soaked through.
We gathered quite a file on the bitch and never could really prove anything. Until now.
She walked through the metal detector and it registered nothing. At least she was not wearing anything inside or out. We watched her like a hawk. She walked to the dyke BDSM magazine area, picked up a magazine, bahçeşehir escort looked up at the camera in the ceiling and put her hand into her panties. Then she began to rub herself. I wonder if we could ever sell all the clips we have of women getting off.
We watched as she came, pulled her hand out of her panties and licked her fingers. She dropped the mag to the floor. The bitch as struck again.
She walked to the new toy aisle. We both have told management that area of the store needs more lights. We flipped on the night vision units and watched as she pawed the toys. She looked at the mother of all dildos, three feet long and 10 inches in diameter with a head which grows like a mushroom, once it gets wet. She began to stroke it like a cock. Sorry, bitch, you are wasting the stroking on us. We are lesbians. Guess she thought it would get us off. Nope.
Then she moved to her left and stopped in front of the wireless eggs. These have been our best sellers. We both have a set and we know what the eggs can do.
So Cathy, looks around and this time she does not look up at the camera, since she can not see it. But hey bitch, we can see you.
She breaks the seal bakırköy escort of the box, slips out the eggs, drops her skirt, lowers her panties and the eggs disappear. Just then another patron approaches. Cathy is flustered and pulls up panties and skirt and walks away.

We have the bitch.
She walks around, still looking over her shoulder. She has the eggs but not the transmitter. I get on the speaker and tell everyone the store is now closing, which it is.
Cathy keeps trying to go back to the transmitter but we are turning off the lights. As she walks to the front door, she has to pass through the metal detector. We are at the door as she steps through the detector. The detector screams with an alarm and red lights. She stops dead in her tracks.

Her face has turned bright red. The bitch is ours.
“Come quietly with us,” I tell her.
She comes without a fight.
We take her to the back room office. She sits down and you clip a handcuff to her wrist and one to the metal chair which is bolted to the floor.
“Do you know why you are here?” I ask.
She shakes her head.
I hold up the transmitter for the egg. She does not know that all the eggs now come with balgat escort lithium batteries. They are ready to use, right out of the box.

“You were caught on our video, shoplifting. The police will be notified. Your life will never be the same.”
“I didn’t do anything wrong,” she barks out.
I show her the transmitter as I turn it on and set it at the number 3 setting.
Cathy jumps and moans.
“Anything wrong?” I ask.
We both can see a flush spreading over her face and neck as I twist the dial to 5. She is pulling at the hand cuff and trying to squeeze her legs together.
Her nipples are hard and poking through her thin top.
“I need to get some information before the cops arrive and take you away.”
I reach for the pen as you reach for the transmitter. You hold the transmitter in front of Cathy’s eyes. Your finger is hovering over the red button. Cathy pleads with her eyes.
You press the red button. Suddenly Cathy freezes as though she is a deer in the headlights. The veins in her neck look like like water hoses. Her mouth is open and there is no sound.
We both know what is happening. Her egg has expanded in her cunt. It now has grown to fill her pussy and is pushing upward against her G spot. Her pussy is one quivering mass of flesh with a vibrator. Once the red button is pressed, the egg continues to vibrate until the battery is drained. Off course the woman is also drained. But she is drained long before the battery is finished.
I”ll do anything you want, just don’t give me to the cops,” she pleads.
We look at each other and smile.

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Nurse Mom – Chapter 7 – Ashley opens up

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I walked out of the pool, opening the door for Ashley. She picked up her purse and walked inside the house. I followed her to the stairs, and I directed her to the master bedroom. She set her purse down as we walked into the shower. Ashley paid no attention to the mirror that was sitting on the floor leaning up against a chest, conveniently in line with the shower door. I opened up the shower, and we stepped inside, leaving the door open.

I turned on both the water and steam and Ashley stepped under the warm water, letting it flow down over her beautiful breasts. I could see that her breasts were not bulging as much anymore. Losing all of that milk must have been a great release for her. I fixated on her beautiful, pregnant belly as I watched the water run over it.

I took hold of her and brought her in for a kiss. She threw her arms around my neck and held on tightly as we passionately locked lips. I ran my hands down her sides, and caressed her belly, before moving down to her hips, and finally taking a firm hold of her ass. Ashley broke the kiss, and buried her head in my shoulder, holding herself tightly against me.

When she let go of me, I turned around and picked up the bench that was in the far corner. I positioned it under the water, and helped Ashley lay down on it. I adjusted the water so it landed on her breasts, teasing her nipples. I got down on my knees and lifted her legs over my shoulders. I looked over her beautiful kitten, parting her lips with my fingers. I took in view of her wet pearl, above her tightly closed entrance.

I moved in closer, and started to run my tongue over her pearl. Ashley squirmed a little as I teased her, flicking it gently, circling around it, and rubbing my tongue flatly over it. Her sweet scent got stronger as her juices started running again. I kept the pleasure going until another orgasm swept over her. I stopped touching her clitoris and moved down to her entrance, tasting the juices coming out of her. It was some of the sweetest flavor I have ever tasted on a woman, and I kept licking until I had gotten it all.

I started to push my tongue against her entrance. She was still very tight, and I was barely able to get my tongue inside of her at all. I backed away, and let Ashley’s legs down. I moved around and started kissing her again as I ran my hand over her belly. When I backed away, she got up and stood in front of me.

Ashley had a trusting look in her eyes. She started to tell me the things that she had mentioned in the exam room during her original chat. She said that she loved having me suck on her breasts, drinking her milk intimately while relieving the pain from the pressure. She then talked about the other thing that she was hoping to have a man help with. She was glad to see that I didn’t have a bad reaction when she described how she wanted her kitten to get stretched over the next month, so the birth would go more easily.

She asked if I would be okay with it, and I said that I wouldn’t have any issue helping her with that. She smiled, and asked me to go look in her purse. I stepped out of the shower slowly, listening closely to see if I heard any footsteps scampering out of the room. I intentionally didn’t look at the mirror as I went into the bedroom to grab her purse. I opened it, and with a little bit bartın escort of surprise, I saw a rather large cone shaped sex toy. I picked it up, and the tube of lubricating gel. I walked back into the shower with them, and also a big smile on my face.

I told her that this toy looked to be a little ambitious. She smiled a little bit and told me that was why she thought she would need some help! I set the toy on the bench, and pushed it down to make it suction tight to the bench. I asked her how she wanted to try this. She said that she had tried straddling it, but she never got it inside of her at all. I said we would start by her showing me what she tried.

I turned the shower off and let the steam keep running. I squeezed some lube onto the cone and spread it around. I had her go ahead and demonstrate her last try. Ashley straddled over the bench, and started to lower herself down. She touched her kitten to the toy, and she instantly stopped there. I got down close and took a good look at her kitten. The blunt tip of the plug just pressed against her tight little hole, and she said that it was too painful to put anymore weight on it.

I told her that it looked like she had to keep her muscles too tense to stand there with her legs spread apart like that. I had her stand up and put her feet together, then start to sit back on the toy. I reached in from behind and spread her lips apart by hand, as she put her kitten down on the toy once more. She put most of her weight on the plug once again, but it was hard to appreciate the tiny gains we made with the position.

I felt her ass while she squatted over the toy. I told her that it felt like she was still too tense. She stood back up, and asked if there was any chance of this working. I looked her in the eye and promised her that if she wanted to be ready in the next month, that I would make it happen. I told her that I had an idea of how we could give this toy one last try, and if it didn’t work, we would have to take a step down from this monster.

I sat down on the bench with the toy sticking up in front of me. I told Ashley to turn around and sit down in my lap. I lifted my legs up on my tip toes so that when she backed up and sat down on my lap, she wasn’t touching the toy. I put both hands on her belly and told her to relax. She did her best to let go of all the tension in her muscles. I reached forward, under her kitten, and felt around to get her lined up over the toy.

I kept her lips spread with my fingers as I started to lower Ashley down onto the toy. She flinched a little when it made contact with her kitten. I gradually moved down, putting more pressure onto her kitten from the toy. She moaned as the toy pushed harder upon her entrance. She seemed to be doing okay when I got all the way down, until all of her weight was on the plug. I felt underneath, and she put a hand down there to feel as well. Just the tip of the toy was bigger than any cock she had ever had, and then it just got wider from there! We could feel that the toy had mad it inside of her, to the point that her entrance was opening up all around the tip, but it had stopped stretching after half an inch was inside.

I lifted her back up off of the toy, and she stood up. Ashley had a very disappointed look on her başakşehir escort face, but I told her not to worry. We were simply going to start a little smaller. I slid the toy off of the bench and set it aside. I took her hand and had her lay on the bench once again. I spread her legs apart and enjoyed the view of her clean shaven kitten tucked below that beautiful trio of belly and breasts. I picked up the lube and put some on my fingers. I gently rubbed it onto her kitten all over, until she was very slippery. I put some more onto my fingers and set the lube aside.

I stood to the side of Ashley and placed my hand intimately on her pregnant belly. She reached over and put her hand on my rigid manhood, and gently started stroking me as I slowly slid one finger into her kitten. I wanted to ensure she was relaxed again, after three painful attempts, so I wanted her to cum before I tried anymore stretching. I curled my finger up and rubbed hard against her washboard. She started to lift up off of the bench as I put powerful sensations into her body. Her eyes were tightly closed, so I turned to look out the shower door at the mirror sitting on the floor, and I smiled at what I saw in the mirror.

Ashley started to moan with pleasure as my finger rumbled along that sensitive washboard inside of her. I moved my hand from her beautiful belly, and started to softly rub over her nipple. She stopped stroking my cock and held on tight as she started to clamp down on my finger, and let the shower walls echo her orgasmic screams.

She released her hold on my finger, and I withdrew it from her as she melted in her after climax bliss. I picked up the lube and put more on my fingers. I put three of them together and slowly pushed them inside of her. She was very tight, but I was able to push in all the way to my last knuckle. I smoothly pulled out and added the fourth finger, pushing back inside of her. The tightness gave a lot of resistance, so I slowly started to stroke in and out only going as far inside as I was already, and every now and then, sneak in a little bit more…

It was an interesting experience as Ashley would flinch and let out little painful noises, but then she would tell me yes, and beg me to keep going with a tear forming in her eye. I told her to let me know when to stop. I put more lube on my hand and kept working it inside of her. Eventually I was to the point where my hand was all the way inside of her until my thumb was tight against her kitten. I could just barely feel my middle finger touch the bottom of her canal as I put my thumb against her clitoris.

After Ashley got used to the size of my hand, her pain started to go down, and her pleasure went up. I would squeeze her breast and massage her nipple in time with my thumb hitting her clitoris, and soon all of her painful noises were gone and she was making pleasure moans once again. I started to pick up the pace to give her more contact on her clitoris, and it wasn’t long before I was feeling her try to crush my hand with her kitten, as I felt juices fill in the spaces around my fingers.

When she came down from this orgasm, I asked her if she was ready to stop, or if she wanted to do more. She looked at me as she thought about it batıkent escort a little. Finally she said that she wanted to go a little further this time around. I removed my hand from her, and before she could tighten up too much, I folded over my first two knuckles on all my fingers and tucked my thumb against my fist. I pressed the smallest part back into her kitten, and kept pressure against her as I twisted my fist around, back and forth as it slowly started to disappear inside of her.

I kept twisting as I poured more lube onto my hand. Ashley wasn’t showing much pain at all now as my fist finally disappeared inside of her. I smiled at her and she smiled back as she realized what we had just accomplished. I pushed and twisted more as more of my arm went inside of her. I was amazed when she started to moan with enjoyment once again. After I was pretty deep, I started to pull back and stroke my fist in and out of her. The more I pumped, the more of my arm would gradually make it’s way inside of her.

I was very pleased when I felt my knuckles hit bottom! I had filled Ashley’s canal all the way up with my fist! She was loving it and was incredibly wet. I started to pump faster and harder, until I was pulling all the way out, and the punching my way back inside of her until I hit the bottom. Ashley screamed her lungs out in orgasm, but I didn’t stop, I just kept ramming my hand inside of her. She WANTED to be stretched open, and I was going to make sure that she WAS stretched! I enjoyed myself as she came over and over again.

Ashley was stroking my cock in between her orgasms, before she flipped on her side and started to curl up, pulling my cock toward her mouth. I twisted to let her start to suck on the head of my cock as I kept pounding my fist into her. After two more orgasms that were increasingly hard to reach, I was sure she was completely spent. She was barely able to concentrate on sucking me anymore.

I pulled my cock out of her mouth and rolled her on her back once again. I stroked my cock with my free hand while I slowly worked my fist in and out of her. I lowered myself and started to force my knees under her legs getting her to bend them up. She held onto her legs tight against her pregnant belly as I fisted her pussy a few last times. I started to stroke myself faster, and I was just about ready to blow.

I pulled my fist out of her, and pointed my cock at her wide open entrance. I switched hands and stroked myself quickly until I finally shot several ropes of my cum inside of her without ever touching her kitten. I lifted my cock up and shot the rest of my cum across her bulging belly. I watched as my cum ran deeper inside her kitten, and also trickled down her creamy, tight bulging belly.

I rubbed my cum across her belly, working it into her skin. I turned the shower back on, and got out the hand sprayer. I rinsed off the cum that hadn’t soaked into her skin, and then started to spray the stream into her open hole. I watched as it filled up with water, and then when I took the stream away, the water rushed out, letting my cum flow out with it. I figured she would rather not have it soaking into her seat on the drive home…

I turned off the water and helped her up from the bench. She was definitely weak, but the soreness of what I had done to her had not yet set in. As were walking out of the shower, I picked up the cone shaped toy and took it over to the sink to wash it off. I said I was sure that she didn’t want to put it back in her purse all covered in lube.

Ashley turned back and asked: “Is it okay if I just keep it here?”

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Panties [Chapter 2]

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This story was originally written by scotsmitch2001 for me and I took his base idea and modified and expanded it into this story here.

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The Panties

Chapter 2: Jaclyn’s Discovery
(Jaclyn comes home and finds out)

Jaclyn drove up to the house and pulled in the driveway. She was a little tired and felt grungy after having just come straight home from basketball practice.

She hopped out of her car and lazily made her way up to the front door. Right as she opened the door she was startled as Monica was standing directly in front of her; her friend Nick right behind her.

“Hey sis,” Monica greeted as she stepped past her little sister. “Hey Mon,” Jaclyn retorted as she entered the house. She took a look at Nick as he made his way past her; he had his head down and wouldn’t look up at her. She found his behavior a bit peculiar, despite his tendency to be shy around her, he usually would at least say hi or give her a shy smile.

“We’re headed out to get something to eat, we’ll be back later,” Monica shouted at her sister from the walkway. “Okay, see ya then,” Jac replied. With that Monica and Nick climbed into Monica’s car and she drove off down the street.

Jaclyn stood and watched her sister’s car drive off, walked into the house, closing the door behind her. She thought about Nick’s avoidant behavior towards her for a moment, shrugged to herself and made her way to her room.

After making it into her room, Jaclyn dropped her bag on the floor and fell back on the bed, giving herself a moment to relax.

She sat up and pushed herself off her bed, making her way to the bathroom for a nice relaxing hot shower, which she felt she desperately needed after working hard during practice. She flipped on the water and tested the temperature until it was relatively hot, just how she enjoys it.

She quickly shucked off her practice jersey followed by her sports bra, taking a look at her youthful perky breasts in the mirror momentarily, and then she hooked her thumbs under the waistband of both her gym shorts and compression shorts and pushed them down around her ankles, stepping out of them.

Jaclyn flipped on the water and when the temperature was to her liking she stepped into the shower and let the hot water pour over her back, letting out a sigh and closing her eyes, she allowed the heat of the water relax her muscles. She finally turned around and raised her head up, water cascading against her neck, over her chest and down her body. Leaning her head back, she stood there for a moment, enjoying the feel of the water on her body, hot enough to redden her skin.

She swept her hand through her long blonde hair, pulling it back over her shoulder as she relished in the warmth of the water flowing over her bare skin. As she closed her eyes, her mind wandered around a bit. She imagined herself back on a beach in Hawaii, relaxing under the sun in her bikini like she always does on their family vacations. Her mind suddenly drifted to her run in with Nick as he and her sister were leaving; “Why was he so shy and distant with me this time?” Jaclyn thought to herself.

Her hands caressed her body, cupping her perky breasts, thumbs slipping over her partially stiff nipples as she batman escort enjoyed the heat of the water heating up her body. She slowly turned around leaning away from the water letting it roll over her shoulders and down her back. As the water glided down her skin, she moved her hands from her breasts and traced them down her flat stomach, following the flow of the water along the v below her tummy. She ran her hands over her upper thighs and let out a soft moan as they slid closer to one another towards the center of her slightly parted thighs.

Jaclyn softly cupped her baby soft mound and squeezed, letting out another soft moan as it caused a chill to radiate throughout her body from the center of her crotch. She slipped her hands around and squeezed her butt cheeks, letting out a soft moan as she did; enjoying her round cheeks being touched.

“I can’t do this right now,” she thought to herself. She released her butt cheeks and grabbed her body wash, lathered up her hands and continued to wash her toned body, followed by washing her long blonde hair.

Knowing that she was home by herself, she didn’t bother to dress herself after drying off and made her way across the hall to her room in the nude. Taking a deep breath, she felt a chill run through her body at the feel of the cool air on her exposed skin as she stood just in the doorway of her room without a stitch on.

Jaclyn moved over in front of her dresser, opened the top drawer and begun looking for a clean pair of panties to put on. Rummaging through all her undies she noticed some that were out of place. “Did Monica ‘borrow’ my panties again?” she questioned to herself as she moved the delicate garments around. She found a pair of her bikini panties stuffed underneath her neatly organized boyshort panties and figured Monica had just put them back in the wrong place.

Grabbing ahold of the pink panties to move them back into place she noticed they felt abnormally cold to the touch. She pulled them up and now felt they were somewhat damp where they felt cold. “Damnit Monica, were you having sex while wearing my panties again?” Jaclyn wondered as she remembered her sister and Nick leaving together. She brought the silky fabric up just below her nose and inhaled, trying to figure out what had happened to her panties this time. As the salty aroma filled her senses she suddenly realized something, “That’s not the scent of sex, there’s no musty smell to them, there’s no scent of a woman on these. NICK!”

It all hit her at once. She threw the underwear violently onto her bed, her face becoming red with anger. Jaclyn had many thoughts running through her head, “Who the hell does he think he is? How could he be so perverted, so disgusting?” His behavior as they were leaving, his inability to look at her, she now knew exactly why. “He was embarrassed” she thought to herself. “Why would he do such a thing? He could have Monica whenever he wanted, he didn’t need to relieve himself in my bedroom, with my underwear” her mind continued.

Jaclyn turned around and stepped to the bed, taking ahold of the defiled panties. Holding them away from her body, ready to take them and drop them into the hamper, when her mind turned completely around. “He wants to be dirty, I can be dirty too” her thoughts progressed.

She brought the pair of pink underwear closer and grabbed battalgazi escort ahold of them with her other hand, wickedly grinning to herself. She bent down and held them open, stepping into the unclean pair of panties, pulling them slowly up her legs and over her hips, wiggling into them firmly.

Jaclyn inhaled sharply as the cool fluid in the gusset of her underwear made contact with her overheated lips. “You thought nobody would find out, didn’t you?” she thought as she reached between her legs with her right hand and pressed firmly on her crotch, “I know what you’ve done, you dirty boy” grinning wickedly to herself as the devious part of her mind took control of the forefront of her thoughts.

Squeezing her hand against her crotch she felt the coldness of the fluid disappear and become replaced by a growing heat. She closed her eyes and tried to picture what had happened in her room just a short time ago. She began visualizing Nicholas lying back on her bed, seeing his pants down around his ankles, his hard, throbbing cock sticking straight up, concealed and hidden by the shiny pink fabric of her panties. The panties that were covering her hot slit right now. She groaned loudly and squeezed her panty clad crotch again, this time harder, trying to push Nick’s private deposit between her lips.

Jaclyn felt the crotch of her panties heat up more and become more saturated. The palm of her hand pressing up against her slit, she felt herself pulse, a slightly throbbing deep in her heated crotch. She now knew she was becoming aroused at being so naughty, so deviant. She absolutely loved it.

She was surprised at these feelings coursing through her. As she stood there squeezing herself through the panties, picturing Monica’s friend cumming into her panties, on her bed, just a very short time ago, she moaned.

Opening her eyes again and releasing her crotch, she was suddenly filled with a hot energy. She moved back over to the dressed and whipped the second drawer open, grapping a pair of spandex shorts and tossing them to the bed after slamming the drawer shut. She hurried over to her closet and quickly slid open the door, flipping through her tops and grabbing a tight tank top meant for working out, without the need for a bra underneath.

Jaclyn pulled on the tight top, adjusting it so her breasts settled in comfortably. Grabbing her shorts and yanking them up her legs, positioning them at the right height up her hips. “This is new” she thought about the feeling of panties between her skin and the tight spandex shorts. She never wore panties under spandex in her life, it was uncomfortable, but today was different.

Quickly she got her socks and tennis shoes on, pulling her hair back into a ponytail and securing it, she flew down the stairs and made a quick stop in the kitchen, grabbing a bottle of water before heading out the front door and turned, jogging towards the park down the street.

Jaclyn couldn’t stop her mind from drifting back to how her panties became saturated in the first place. She continued to try and shake these thoughts but they refused to go away. Her mind filled with the image of Nick on her bed stimulating himself with her undies. She could see it as though it was right in front of her; his head back on her pillows, his hand compressing the soft material of her panties bayburt escort around his stiff penis.

She started running faster, trying to run away from her perverted thoughts about one of her sister’s best friends. Unable to rid herself of the thoughts and images running through her head, she slows down and carefully makes her way over to a more secluded part of the park where there are numerous trees to hide amongst.

Jaclyn found the perfect place hidden within the leafy trees. Catching her breath she sat down at the base of one of the thicker trees, leaning back against it and trying to relax her body and mind. Breathing heavily, her chest rising and falling rapidly, she placed a hand on her left breast, feeling her rapid heartbeat.

She felt her nipple stiffen under her hand and she gasped. She leaned her head back and closed her eyes, moving her fingertips over the nipple poking through her top and she let out a soft moan. Jaclyn closed her thumb and index finger over her distended nipple and gave it a light pinch and tug, feeling her pussy tremble at the stimulation of her nipple.

Knowing what she stopped to do, she moved her right hand from at her side and slowly slide it down her taught tummy, slipping her fingers under the waistband of her shorts but keeping them on the outside of the tight panties. She pressed two fingers down hard at the top of her slit against her clit hidden underneath her panties and pinching her sensitive nipple harder, feeling the rush surge through her body. “Fuck it” she thought and just starting rubbing her slit through her panties, leaning back against the tree, spreading her legs further and letting herself go.

Jaclyn’s mind focused on what happened in her room earlier. She could see Nick there; she concentrated on his hard cock encased in her delicate panties. She could see it pulsing as he ejaculated into her panties. At that moment she could feel his cum between her wet lips and she couldn’t take it anymore. Her body tensed and her legs stiffened, her orgasm overtook her and she saturated her already cummy panties even more.

As the aftershocks of her intense climax coursed through her body, Jaclyn let out little moans and grunts and squeaks that she couldn’t control. Her mind was spinning and she felt very light headed. Suddenly she realized she was still in a public park and opened her eyes but the light startled her and she squinted. “Thank God” she thought relieved that no one and ventured into the thicket of trees she was hidden in.

She pulled her hand from under her shorts and dipped it under her panties, getting her pointer and index fingers wet and sticky with the substances mulling around between her swollen pussy lips. She brought her saturated fingers to her mouth and sucked on them sensually, enjoying the flavor of her own cum and the hint of what was left from Nick’s deposit into her panties, which had now been engulfed by her copious secretions of cum during her orgasm.

Jaclyn held her fingers in her mouth, letting her breathing slow and regaining her sense. Her body was still tingling all over and she felt like she was floating on a cloud. Opening her mouth she took a deep breath of the fresh cool air that surrounded her, smiling to herself, satisfied with herself.

Adjusting herself so she was comfortably leaning against the tree, she let her mind wander a little and softly whispered, “Oh Nick” to herself as she let her body relax.

Meanwhile back at their house Monica and Nick had returned. Monica spotted a pink sticky note that had been left on the fridge, “Tell Nick I said thanks for the gift he left in my room. ~Jaclyn~”

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My wife Susan and I have a great relationship with five other couples. We ski, play cards, and usually vacation together at the Ocean. Recently, we planned a surprise birthday party for Tom, one of the husbands. The Thursday before the party, a group of us went over the last minute details and someone suggested that we should arrange for a Strip-O-Gram for Tom. Marcy, Tom’s wife, laughed and said, “Tom would LOVE it! Especially if the dancer has great boobs. Tom is DEFINITELY a boob man.” We called around, but with such short notice, only two agencies could even handle the request, and neither had a large-breasted dancer available for Saturday night. Resigned to the fact that we were too late to book the surprise dancer, we started discussing other items. But before long, one of the wives teased Susan about being the stripper. Susan is very beautiful and, at 26, is years younger than the rest of our “over 35″ crowd. She has a flawless peaches’n’cream complexion, is 5’5” tall, a brunette, and she has a fantastic, and very firm 39(D)-24-35 figure, so the teasing was not really a surprise. Soon, Marcy was agreeing with the other women and Susan finally realized that they weren’t just joking. Marcy took Susan’s hand, “Susan, please say you’ll do it. It would really make Tom’s party a night to remember. Besides, it’s just us. We’ve all seen you in your bikinis and it’ll be fun! If I were built like you, I’d probably be making a living doing it!” I know Tom has always found my wife attractive (who wouldn’t?), especially in her swimsuits at the beach or pool, and on more than one occasion I caught him trying to sneak a look down her blouse or dress. So, I was certain he’d really appreciate Susan being his “personal stripper.” But Susan still hadn’t agreed. The women were still coaxing and I smiled and agreed with them that I thought it was a great idea, too. Susan looked at each one of us seated around the now quiet table. She stopped at me and said, “Alright, I’ll do it. If that’s what you and Marcy really want, I’ll do my best to make it fun.” We all cheered and clapped her on the back and told her what a good sport she was being. After work on Friday, Susan bought a new set of sexy underwear for the party and showed it to me. The bra and panties were white and so sheer they were almost transparent. The panties were not really more than a tiny triangle of white in the front and a thin strap between her cheeks and on the hips. Susan had also purchased a white garterbelt balıkesir escort and stockings. I was surprised that Susan had selected such revealing things, but I was glad she was getting into the spirit of it and I could feel my cock harden as I thought about my wife showing off her body to our friends in these very sexy undies. Saturday seemed to drag until it was finally time to get ready for the party. Susan took a bottle of wine and a glass and locked herself away in the bathroom for a long time. When she emerged, the wait had been well worth it. She looked beautiful. She had carefully applied her make-up and topped it off with a bright red lipstick. Her dress was a short white cocktail dress with thin red trim, and finally, very red, very high heeled shoes. She looked lovely. I stood at the door and whistled. “How about showing me what’s under that dress?” I asked. Susan smiled, “No way! No previews. I’ll see your reaction and either we won’t get to the party at all, or I won’t have the nerve to do this. I’m really very nervous, Dave.” “Relax. This is supposed to be fun. You’ll be terrific.” Marcy and Tom’s boss, Steve (one of the other husbands) had conspired to get Tom out of the house for the afternoon, playing golf and having a few drinks at the country club. The house was decorated when we got there, and we started getting the food ready. Everyone else had been there for a while, and the punch had everyone in a gay, partying mood, already. Marcy handed us each a drink and said to Susan, “You look absolutely fantastic, Suze. Are you still going through with the dance?” Susan drank down the potent punch and got a refill, “Well, as long as you haven’t changed your mind and I don’t pass out from a case of nerves, I’m going to do it.” Marcy patted Susan on the shoulders, “I knew we could count on you. Tom will love it! And I know the rest of the husbands are looking forward to it, too!” Susan looked around the room at the other husbands and blushed. “How do you want me to go about this, Marcy?” “How about you hide in the utility room. When Tom and Steve walk in, we’ll all yell ‘Surprise!’ and sit Tom in that chair in the middle of the room. I’ve made a tape of some songs with a strong beat, so I’ll turn the stereo on real loud and you can do your thing.” Susan nodded and I looked around at the other three smiling guys in the house. I couldn’t wait for the party to start! Finally, we heard Tom’s and Steve’s cars pull banaz escort into the driveway and we all took our places. Tom seemed genuinely surprised when he walked in and we all jumped out, yelling “SURPRISE!” Marcy snapped a few pictures and sat him down in a chair in the center of the room. Then, she started the stereo. Susan picked the beat up as she danced down the hall behind Tom’s back. We all applauded as she danced into the room and up to Tom. Marcy had yelled to him to not turn around, so he had no idea what was going on until he felt Susan rub up against the chair and run her fingers through his hair. Tom still didn’t know who the dancer was and his look when Susan bumped and grinded her way around in front of him was one of pure shock. Susan danced sensuously, humping to the beat, as Marcy taped the whole thing on her camcorder. A few voices yelled out to “Take it off!” and I could see that Susan was getting turned on. Of course, the whole room was charged up and feeling turned on. When Susan danced up to Tom, turned her back to him and pointed to her zipper, I thought my dick would burst. Tom looked at the zipper with pure lust in his eyes and then looked at me. He saw me smile and nod and he grinned. “I can’t believe this!” he yelled as he reached for the zipper. Tom slowly unzipped Susan’s dress until she could slip one shoulder and then the other out of it. She turned around to face Tom and allowed her dress to fall to her feet. She was magnificent! Susan stood there in her see-through underwear, garterbelt, stockings and high heels. Her beautiful dark-pink nipples stood erect and puckered against the thin material. The firm round globes of her ass were beautiful. But the biggest surprise was not just that her dark bush was clearly visible through the tiny panties, but that she had trimmed the hair short and into the shape of a heart! When I saw that, my cock got even harder. It was obvious that the rest of the people saw it, too, by their whistles, catcalls and cheers. Susan was really enjoying herself as she put one leg forward and her foot between Tom’s legs so he could slip off her shoe and stocking. His trembling hands on her bare thigh made his crotch bulge. When he had the first leg bare, she offered her other leg to him. He quickly slipped the second stocking off as Susan danced away from him, dropping her garterbelt to the floor. Susan danced to the end of the song and stopped, and I thought bandırma escort it was the end of the show. But everyone, including Marcy, from behind her camera, shouted “Take it off!” as the next song started. Susan glanced at me and I shrugged and said it was her show and entirely up to her. She looked down at Tom and saw how excited she’d made him and began to dance again. At the same time I wanted her to continue, I couldn’t believe it when Susan moved right up in front of Tom and reached behind her back to unhook her bra. She unhooked the bra and cupped her hands on her breasts while she slipped the brastraps off her shoulders and arms. Then on a beat, she pulled the cups away from her big boobs and handed the bra to Tom. The room went wild! Still dancing, she bent over Tom and shimmied with her huge, naked tits only inches from his face. Her nipples were hard and erect and aching to be kissed and sucked. It was fantastic seeing Susan’s breasts bared to a man who had been trying to peek at them for so long. Everyone cheered Susan and encouraged her to take off the only remaining bit of clothing she had on. “Show us your heart!” they all began to chant. Her eyes were ablaze with excitement and she motioned to Tom to pull the coffeetable over in front of his chair. Susan stepped up onto the low table and guided Tom’s hands to her panties and hooked his thumbs inside the elastic waistband. She then slowly pushed his hands down her thighs so her panties went down with his hands. Tom slid them down to her feet and she stepped out of them. Now, Susan was completely naked, dancing on the table in all her glory before the entire crowd, and especially Tom, whose face was level and close to her beautiful, trimmed pussy. Marcy moved closer to record this special, fantastic moment. Susan started to get down, but Marcy asked her to stay and pose for just a few more seconds. Tom put his arms around Susan’s thighs and pulled her against him. She put her hands around his neck and pulled his head into her so that his nose and mouth were buried in her pussy. There wasn’t a soft cock in the place! After a few more seconds, Marcy thanked Susan and Susan stepped down and picked up her dress. She told Tom to keep her bra and panties as a memento, along with the video. Flushed and still naked, Susan ran upstairs to dress in the dress, stockings, garterbelt and heels. The whole crowd cheered when she returned, and the party got underway. Tom thanked me again and again for letting Susan dance for him. We both have a copy of the video to remind us of how beautiful, sexy, and exciting my wife is. I loved having her dance for the party. It’s such a thrill knowing our friends shared in seeing my beautiful, young wife’s fantastic, sexy body.

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The Mind Control Device

Chapter Nine: Daughter Love Spreads

By mypenname3000

Copyright 2019

Note: Thanks to WRC264 for beta reading this!

Kimberly “Kimmie” Michaels

I left my husband making love to June in the nursing room of our church. It was a private, dark room with tinted windows that looked out on the worship hall. You couldn’t see in, but you could see out. The potluck was being held in the fellowship hall, leaving hardly anyone around in the rest of the building.

It was so hot knowing my husband was finally making love to our youngest. Eighteen and nubile, June was ready for her daughter’s love. I didn’t know what seemed to be dancing in the air at church this Sunday, but I wasn’t the only one embracing incest.

I didn’t feel any of the guilt I usually did at my fantasies of Dean fucking our two daughters. Especially our baby girl. I had never admitted them to my husband once. The closest I came was pretending to be our daughter when we made love the other night.

Now he was actually doing it. This was amazing.

But it was my other daughter that had attracted my attention. Dusk (real name Eve) sulked on one of the pews. She was at that age when everything seemed the end of the world. Twenty and bursting with hormones. I knew just the thing she needed.

Some Daddy D in her. Dick was definitely the best cure for moping. Whenever I was down, why, a good orgasm on my husband’s cock perked me right up.

“What’s wrong?” I asked, sinking down beside her on the hard pew. My voice echoed through the empty room. I shivered, my pussy soaked beneath my modest dress. On the outside, I looked like any church wife, if one who could pass for an eighteen-year-old girl thanks to my petite figure. “Huh?”

“It’s Brett,” she said.

Brett was the bad boy who lived up the street. I wasn’t thrilled that Dusk was hanging out with him, but it was understandable. Had they had sex? It wouldn’t be surprising given her age. She could do better than him, but if I told her that, why, she would rebel.

My mother still hated Dean to this day.

“What happened with Brett?” I asked. He attended our church, too, but I knew it wouldn’t be for much longer. It was inertia keeping him here. He’d grown up in the church, so he kept coming, but soon he’d break free and find his own life. It happened a lot with the young people.

“He’s just so boring,” groaned Dusk. “I thought he was great, and then yesterday when I was at his house, I thought we were going to do it. Go all the way. But… I just got so bored I came home instead and had dinner with the family.”

That had been strange. Dusk eating dinner with us on a Saturday. She hadn’t done that in a few years.

“I’ve been thinking of… of…” She squirmed.

“Your father?” I asked, my arm tightening around her shoulder.

Dusk looked at me, her strawberry blonde hair, gathered in pigtails like my own (I wasn’t sure why my eldest daughter and I had decided to copy June’s hairstyle) swayed. One fell over my bare arm, tickling my skin. “He ran off with June.”

“Wish he’d run off with you?” I asked. I grinned at her. “I don’t mind sharing my daughters with him. He’s a great man.”

“What?” gasped Dusk. This look of shock rippled through her.

“What’s wrong with incest?” I asked her.

“Well, nothing,” she said. Her brow furrowed. “It just feels so right. At church of all places. That’s so weird.”

I shrugged. “Sometimes you just realize things and it doesn’t matter where you are. So… You want him.”

“Yes,” Dusk groaned. “But… but…”

“He’s with June right now.” I leaned in. “He’s making love to her. He’s got his cock in her pussy. Took her cherry. You want him to do that, too?”

“Yes,” Dusk groaned. This feverish light entered her green eyes behind her dainty glasses.

“Then let’s go,” I said, standing up. Glad I could do my mom thing and cheer up my eldest daughter. You had to make sacrifices for your children, like sharing them with your husband.

It was such a sexy sacrifice to make.

Dusk took my offered hand. She swallowed as I pulled her to her feet. She was such a sexy girl. Those dreams I had last night, the ones of our family orgy, swept through me. I had made love to Dusk in them. She’d eaten out my pussy and I devoured hers.

Now… now those dreams could be reality.

I led her down the aisle. She shuddered, her hand gripping mine. She adjusted her glasses with her other hand, sliding the dainty frames up the bridge of her nose. Her breasts rose and fell in her tight top. She had the largest tits in the family, ripe C’s.

Our skirts swished about our thighs. My pussy grew hotter and hotter in my panties as I brought her to the nursing room door. I pushed my daughter up against it. She shivered and pressed her ear against the wood.

“Hear them,” I asked, my eyes falling on her shapely rump as Dusk trembled.

“Yes,” she whispered. “Is that really June making those noises. She sounds so grown up. Oh, my, she’s really, really enjoying herself.”

“So will you,” I promised, my hands drawing up my daughter’s skirt. “Let me know when they finish.”

“Yes, Mom,” Dusk whimpered.

I drew up her skirt enough to slip my hand between her thighs. I climbed up and up, so aware that anyone could catch us. But it was incest, so was this really wrong? I could do things with my twenty-year-old daughter.

My hand reached the apex of her thighs. I pressed my hand against the sodden crotch of her panties. I rubbed up and down her twat, feeling her juices soaking through. Her cream bled through. She whimpered, her ear pressed tight against the door.

This was so naughty. My own cunt clenched, a wicked heat washing through me. My fingers stroked up and down my daughter’s twat, pressing the fabric into her pussy lips. Dusk sucked in a deep breath.

“Mmm, did Mommy find your clit?” I asked, massaging that spot. I could just feel it through the cloth.

“Yes,” she gasped. “Oh, god, Mom, this is as hot as my dream.”

“I bet,” I cooed.

It was so hot rubbing at her clit through her panties. I squeezed my thighs together, my nipples throbbing in my bra. I stroked my daughter’s bud in slow circles. She breathed heavily against the door as she listened to Dean and June.

I hoped he was making our baby girl cum hard in there.

I would make Dusk explode.

My fingers slid to the side. I had to touch her pussy directly. I had to feel my daughter’s cunt. I made her in my womb. My husband’s seed had planted in me. I groaned, my body shuddering. I found the leg hole of her panties and pulled it aside.

My digits slid through my daughter’s wispy bush to find her wet lips. She gasped as I stroked up and down her cunt. I caressed her, loving her juice soaking my digits. She felt so hot and silky. I loved touching my daughter.

“Mom, Mom!” she groaned, her hips wiggling. “Ooh, you’re making me feel like Daddy’s making June.”

I doubted that. I didn’t have a big dick to fuck my daughter with. But Dusk would get her turn. Dean had stamina.

My thumb found Dusk’s naked clit. She gasped. I massaged her bud and caressed her hot pussy lips. I didn’t try to penetrate her. Dean deserved that treat. He was the man of the family. I was more than a tad old-fashioned. I loved being a homemaker. A wife.

A naughty mother.

“Mom!” groaned Dusk. “Oh, god, Mom, you’re going to make me cum if you do that.”

“Good,” I cooed, sliding my fingers up and down her pussy lips. “I want you gasping. Cumming. I want to hear your passion echoing through the air.

“Yes, yes, yes!” she hissed as I massaged her clit. “Oh, June’s moaning real loud. I think… I think Dad’s cumming in her. Yes!”

My daughter trembled. Her hot pussy juices gushed out of her cunt. I shivered, my own twat clenching just knowing that Dean was dumping his seed in our little girl’s deflowered pussy. If he knocked her up…

That would be so hot. I would love it if he bred our daughters. Incest was so hot. So right. Fathers were meant to make love to their daughters. Just like mothers were. I massaged Dusk through her orgasm, my cunt on fire. I would have so much fun.

“They’re finishing up!” Dusk groaned. “Oh, Mom, they’re kissing. He did it. He came in her.”

“Then let’s join them,” I said, pulling my fingers from her pussy. They dripped with her juices. I popped them into my mouth. I sucked on them one by one, savoring the tart taste of my daughter’s pussy cream.

Dusk opened the door, trembling.

There was a squeal of shock. A grunt from my husband. Dusk, her voice more girlish than I heard in years, said, “Daddy, can you take my virginity, too?”

“Yes,” Dean groaned as he pulled away from June. His cock popped out hard and gleaming with her pussy juices. “I would be happy to.”

“Just like in my dreams,” my eldest daughter whispered. I smiled, glad she’d been dreaming of this like I had. Incest was amazing.

“Mom, Mom, I did it!” June gushed. She hopped up to her feet naked, her little titties jiggling. She darted to me, brown pigtails bouncing. She stopped before me, her small boobies quivering. They were like mine, tiny A cups. So cute. “I have Daddy’s cum in me!”

“Mmm, then I better lick you clean,” I said, salivating to devour my daughter.

June gaped at me. “You can do that?”

“Uh-huh,” I purred to her. “Mommies should always lick their daughters clean after they’ve been fucked by their daddies. How does that sound?”

“Daddy licked my pussy and it felt so awesome!” She bounced before me, the eighteen-year-old cutie full of energy. “Let’s do it!”

As Dusk kissed her father with hunger, I pushed my youngest down onto a seat. I fell to my knees before her. I shoved my hand between my thigh. I had to frig myself as I enjoyed this. An incestuous creampie.

Just like the ones I’d eaten in my dreams last night.

June’s pussy gaped open. Her vulva was red from being fucked, her pussy lips gleaming. My husband’s pearly cum leaked out of her depths. Smacking my lips, I ducked my head down and pressed my mouth right into my daughter’s cunt.

I licked up the incestuous aydıntepe escort mix.

I groaned at that wonderful mix of her fresh cream and his salty seed. I closed my eyes and reveled in it while my baby girl moaned out in delight. She trembled on the chair, her thighs squeezing around my face while she made the cutest sounds.

She was so sexy. So gorgeous. I loved my daughter’s cunt and licked out all my husband’s cum.

I hoped he bred her.

My fingers pushed aside the gusset of my panties to rub with feverish intensity at my cunt. I frigged myself hard and fast. The pleasure surged through me. I groaned, the delight blazing through me. I wiggled my hips from side to side, thrusting my tongue into her pussy as my fingers buried into my snatch.

“Mommy! Mommy!” gasped my precious June. “Oh, Mommy, this is amazing! Oh, yes, yes, you’re driving me wild! Mommy! Mommy! Yes, yes, that’s it. That’s just perfect! Oh, Mommy, lick out all of Daddy’s spunk.”

I stared up at her blue eyes. Her angelic face twisted with bliss. My tongue dug through her pussy, scooping out all the cum I could find while my fingers thrust into my juicy snatch. My cunt squeezed around my digits, pleasure rippling through me.

I moaned into my daughter’s cunt. Groaned. I feasted on her with feverish intensity. All my fantasies were coming true. Dusk moaned in the background while June whimpered above me. She shuddered, her small breasts jiggling and swaying.

“Mommy!” she moaned. “Oh, Mommy, yes!”

“I know,” I groaned and thrust my tongue even deeper into her twat. I scooped out the last of her father’s cum I could find.

So now I just ate my baby girl. I gave her all the passion I could. My digits thrust into my pussy, into the very hole that birthed this sexy, barely legal girl trembling before me. I reveled in her wispy pubic hair rubbing on my face. On her fresh juices spilling down my chin.

The heel of my hand ground on my clit. It massaged that naughty bud. Sparks of delight flew from my cunt. I groaned, the rapture surging through me. I groaned, the heat building and building in my cunt with every plunge of my wicked digits into my pussy. I stirred myself up.

I gave myself all the bliss I could.

My orgasm built and built as my tongue fluttered up and down my daughter’s pussy lips. I found her clit. She gasped. Her small titties jiggled. Her pigtails danced around her face as she groaned towards the bliss of her impending climax. Her little squeaks and moans echoed through the air.

They were such a hot delight to hear. To witness. Her thighs squeezed around my face. I felt her orgasm building while my own swelled. I hovered on the verge of exploding with incestuous delight as my tongue danced around my little girl’s clit.

I just needed the signal to cum.

I had to make my baby girl orgasm.

I sucked on her clit. My left hand thrust up and slammed two fingers into my baby girl’s deflowered depths. She gasped. Her cunt squeezed down around me. She bucked and moaned, her eyes so wide. She whimpered out in delight.

“Oh, Mommy, yes!” she howled. Her pussy went wild around my digits.

I made my baby girl cum.

I exploded.

My pussy convulsed around my thrusting digits. My hot juices bathed my hand as her fresh cream gushed from her cunt. I drank down my baby girl’s incestuous passion as the shock wave of rapture swept through my body and struck my mind. Stars burst across my vision while June howled out her ecstasy.

The pleasure rushed out of my snatch. My fingers thrust deep into my convulsing twat while I lapped up all of my baby girl’s juices. She bucked and howled, squirming in her seat. Passion consumed her face.

Just like it had in my dreams. This felt so familiar. Like I’d eaten out her pussy full of my husband’s cum before.

Which was silly. She just lost her virginity to him.

I hit the peak of my orgasm. I rubbed my face into my daughter’s twat as I heard my husband’s grunts and groans. He was enjoying our other daughter. This happy thrill ran through me. My family had embraced incest.

It was a miracle.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Eve “Dusk” Michaels

As Mom took June over to eat her out, I trembled in my embrace with Dad. His lips were on mine. I couldn’t believe how right this felt. My arms slid around his neck, clinging to him. He was naked. Sexy. His hard cock rubbed at my belly through my dress.

I needed him in me right now. I had to feel my daddy’s cock in my pussy.

I pushed him back. He blinked and gasped, “Dusk?”

“I want you to be in me, Daddy,” I moaned, pushing harder. He sank down on a chair. He grinned at me, his cock thrusting up. He was hard and covered in June’s juices.

Mom was eating June out. That was so hot. I ducked my head down and licked at my father’s cock. I tasted the little munchkin’s fresh juices on his dick. I shuddered, savoring the naughty taste melting across my tongue. It was such a thrill. Then I reached the tip, flicked past it.

His cock quivered. He groaned.

This surge shot through me. This power. Dad wanted me. He ached for my youthful flesh. My hot body trembled. Heat rippled through me. I wanted him, too. I ached to impale my cunt down his dick. I needed to feel his cock reaching into the depths of my pussy and fucking me hard. It would be so incredible.

I reached beneath my skirt and grabbed my panties. I straightened up and slid them out from beneath my dress. Hunger gleamed in his thighs as he watched me. He was sitting there, letting me strip naked, aching for me to do this my way.

He wanted me to enjoy this.

“Daddy,” I moaned, bending over again to push my panties past my knees. My mouth came close to his cock.

I sucked on the tip for a moment, nursing on it like a lollipop. The flavor of my little sister’s fresh cunt mixed with this other flavor. Salty. Exciting. Was that his precum? A hot shiver ran through me as my panties fell to my feet.

I straightened up, working the panties off my feet. Then I straddled him. My church dress rustled. A hot shiver ran through me. I was losing my virginity at church. I was embracing incest. What would the preacher think of me? My friends.

Why, they might think church wasn’t the right spot, but it was incest. They had to know it was right. Like I did. They had to understand how amazing and beautiful it was. A hot and heady thrill ran through me.

So amazing. So beautiful.

I pressed my cunt down on my father’s cock. Losing my virginity didn’t even hurt. I didn’t even feel my hymen tear. Nothing stopped me from enjoying Daddy’s dick. I gasped as my pussy lips engulfed the tip of his shaft.

I sank and sank down him. He groaned as he took more and more of my pussy. My cunt embraced my daddy’s dick. I swallowed all of him. I bottomed out on him and groaned in delight. He was all the way in me. He filled me up.

“Daddy!” I moaned, my throaty pleasure rippling through the air. “I love you, Daddy!”

“I love you, Dusk,” he groaned. “God, you’re gorgeous. I love feeling your pussy on my dick again.”

I giggle. “You make it sound like you’ve enjoyed my pussy before, Daddy.”

Something almost like panic flashed across his face. “Just in my dreams, Dusk.”

“Mine, too,” I purred and kissed him.

His lips claimed mine. His strong hands gripped my ass through my skirt. I squirmed, my legs pressed around his body, squeezed into the chair he sat on. It was a tight fit. I shuddered at how perfect this felt. His cock was in me. So big and thick.

I had to ride him.

I slid up his cock, my pussy squeezing around his shaft. The friction created intense pleasure. Exquisite delight. I groaned as I rose higher and higher up his dick. I broke the kiss with my father to whimper out my bliss as I savored at just how amazing his cock was.

“Oh, Daddy, yes!” I purred. “Mmm, your dick is huge.”

He grinned at me as I sank down his cock again. “You’re so tight. You feel incredible, Dusk.”

I squealed in delight as I slid up him again, his hands gripping my ass. He kneaded my rump. My hips wiggled. I stirred his cock around inside of me. That felt incredible. I moaned louder at the bliss surging through me.

“Mmm, that’s it,” he panted as I sank down him all the way. “Just ride me like that.”

“Yes, Daddy,” I cooed.

I squeezed my cunt around him, reveling in his girth filling me up. This wild and wonderful rush rippled through me as I worked my pussy up and down his dick. I made love to my daddy’s cock. I stared into his dark eyes behind his glasses. He was such a sexy man.

Older. Mature. Not like that boring Brett. What did I ever see in that boy?

I had no idea. But I had my daddy now.

I hardly heard June’s squeals as Mom ate her out. I was focused on Daddy. His cock. My pussy sliding up and down his girth. The bliss. The rapture of this moment. It was incredible. Outstanding. I reveled in it. The pleasure built and built as I worked my cunt up and down his dick.

Faster. Harder.

I kissed him. Our tongues dueled as my pussy worshiped his cock. I took him in me again and again. I reveled in it. The bliss flowed through me as my orgasm built and built. I would cum on my daddy’s dick. I would explode on him.

He broke the kiss, panting, “Dusk! Dusk!”

“Is my pussy making you feel good, Daddy?” I whimpered, pressing my forehead against his. Our glasses nudged together. I inherited my nearsightedness from him. “Yes, yes, Daddy! I love you.”

“My sweet and sexy Dusk!” he groaned, his fingers digging into my rump. “Work that pussy. Slam that cunt down my dick. I’m going to cum in you. Spill my seed in you.”

“Yes!” I whimpered, my orgasm building so fast. “I’m so close Daddy. I love you so much. You’re the best daddy in the world!”

“You think that?” he panted. “Because you think incest is right?”

“Because I love you, Daddy!” I kissed him hard.

His fingers squeezed into my ass. He slammed me down his cock. His shaft thrust so deep into me. My pussy drank in the friction. The wild pleasure of his cock soared through ayvalık escort me. That hot bliss rippled out of me. I gasped and shuddered. My pussy went wild around his dick. I came on him.

My cunt spasmed and writhed around my daddy’s big cock.

The pleasure surged through me. The incestuous rush consumed me. It slammed into my mind. It drowned me in rapture. I bucked on his lap, my tongue dancing and dueling with his while my pussy massaged his shaft. Sucked at him.

I broke the kiss to howl, “Daddy, Daddy, cum in me!”

“Yes!” he growled and erupted.

His cum fired into my spasming pussy. Wild spurts of jizz basted my cunts walls. I gasped and bucked as he flooded me with all his passion. My head tossed back and forth. My breasts heaved in my Sunday dress. My glasses slipped on my nose. The sparks burst across my thoughts.

This was so incredible.

“I love you, Daddy!” I howled as my orgasm blazed through my thoughts. “Give me all your cum!”

“Yes, yes, it’s so amazing!” June moaned from my right. She and Mom had finished. They were both watching Daddy cum in me.

“He is, munchkin!” I howled as my orgasm hit that wonderful peak. My pussy milked my daddy dry. I wrung out every drop of his cum.

“Dusk!” he panted. “Damn, Dusk, I love cumming in you.”

What a perfect day. Church had never been hotter.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Natalie Meyers

The taste of my son’s cum filled my mouth. I savored that salty delight, my body trembling with desire for him. We were in the single-use men’s room at my church. I was so glad I’d followed my friend’s words. Kimmie had given me great advice.

That desire to suck my son’s cock, which had been growing in me since this morning, had been satisfied. I blew my nineteen-year-old boy on the toilet. Now he was to learn how to please a woman. I would teach him everything.

With Kevin’s father, I was the submissive. I pleased my husband. With my mouth. My pussy. Even my asshole. But now I was in charge. I was Kevin’s mother. His blue eyes stared up at me with hunger in them. But also with nervousness. He was a virgin. He had to learn.

“Mmm,” I purred, reaching behind me to unzip my dress. “You’re going to eat Mommy’s pussy, aren’t you?”

“Yes, Mom,” he groaned.

“Mommy,” I corrected. “When we’re alone, I’m Mommy.”

“Yeah… Mommy,” he said, his voice throaty, that wavering baritone of a young man maturing into adulthood.

I shuddered. He hadn’t called me mommy since he was a child. This was so wild. So naughty. I was so glad incest made sense to me. A mother had to teach her son how to please a woman. To get him ready for his own wife and to start a family.

This wasn’t cheating on my husband—I’d never do that—this was just something I had to do for our son. Mitch would have to understand that if he ever learned. But it was naughty keeping it a secret. Something only Kevin and I knew about.

Samantha, my daughter, should be learning about sex from her father. I had to arrange that.

My dress fell off my body. My son stared at me in my slip. It clung to me, the creamy silk clinging to my body. I wiggled my hips, my slip rustling about my thighs. His hands flexed. He licked his lips. He wanted to touch me.

“Now take off my panties,” I told him, staring into those blue eyes. They were my husband’s eyes, but they had never looked up at me like that. Not dominating eyes, but submissive eyes. A boy’s eyes.

“Yes, Mommy,” he groaned.

His hands grabbed my thighs. I felt his nervousness as he slid his hands up and up beneath my slip. I gave him a reassuring smile, letting him know that he was doing just fine. His fingers brushed my panties. He hooked them. Dragged them down.

I groaned as he slid them off my hips and rump. This wild heat shot through me. My back arched, my breasts jiggling beneath my slip, my bra clutching them. My son pulled my panties further and further down, rolling them down my thighs. They emerged from beneath my slip.

“Mmm, yes, yes, just like that,” I breathed. I grabbed the hem of my slip and drew it up.

His eyes arrested on my crotch. He groaned, hunger blazing in his eyes. I grinned, loving the power I had over my eager son. His eyes were locked on my pussy. He stared with such hunger at me. His tongue flicked over his lips, salivating for me. Panting with such hunger.

Lord, it was sexy.

Then I revealed my black curls, My thick bush. He groaned, his breath washing over my hairs, rustling them like a breeze through the woods. I felt it on my pussy lips next. The warmth caressed over them.

Incestuous passion rushed through me.

“Mommy,” he croaked.

“Mmm, yes, yes, you’re going to learn to love Mommy’s pussy,” I purred, clutching my slip in my hands. I drew it higher, exposing my flat stomach and then my breasts in my white bra. The underwire support lifted my tits into two generous mounds. “You’re going to learn to love all of Mommy.”

“Yes.”

He peeled my panties down and then I was stepping out of them. The rush shot through me. This felt so right. Why had I ever thought incest was wrong? How could something as beautiful as teaching my son how to love a woman ever be wrong?

“Now just press your face into my bush,” I said. “And kiss my pussy. Get used to the taste of a woman.”

“Yes, Mommy.”

He leaned forward and nuzzled into my pussy. I shuddered at the feel of his breath washing through my bush to rustle against my cunt. That heady rush of heat washed through my body. My large breasts swayed. They jiggled as his hands gripped my hips tight.

His lips kissed my cunt.

I almost came just from that contact. He kissed me again, this heady rush shooting through me. My son smooched at my pussy, his face buried in my pubic hair. I quivered there, breasts jiggling in my bra.

“Just like that,” I cooed, reaching behind me to unhook the bra. “Kiss Mommy’s pussy. Mmm, yes, yes, you like the taste, right?”

“Love it, Mommy,” he groaned, his blue eyes staring up at me past my bra-clad breasts.

I smiled at him and then unfastened my bra. I shrugged the straps off my shoulders. He kissed my pussy harder as he watched the cups slip away from my large breasts. They spilled out and swayed heavily. They had a ripe shape. Bountiful.

He groaned into my bush. I shuddered as he kissed harder. I wiggled my hips as the pleasure and delight rippled through me. My breasts jiggled. He loved the sight of my big tits. I grinned down at him, my heart pounding.

“Mmm, now you need to use that tongue of yours. Lick Mommy’s pussy.”

His tongue flicked out and caressed up my slit. Not hard, just a light graze. His father devoured my pussy. When Mitch ate me out, he let me know he mastered my cunt. My son had to learn all of that. A naughty shiver rippled through me.

“Lick harder,” I purred. “Slide your tongue between my pussy lips. Part them. Caress my inner petals.”

He did just that. He caressed through my folds. It was incredible to enjoy. I squeezed my eyes shut, reveling in my son’s hunger for my pussy. He caressed my labia. His tongue did such naughty things to me. It was unskilled—even hesitant—but that had its own charm. A young man learning from his mother.

I gripped his head, his hair buzzed short. It rasped against my palms. I groaned, guiding where he licked. He was so malleable. I threw back my head, my big breasts bouncing as I enjoyed every moment of his tongue and lips rubbing on my pussy right where I wanted.

“Yes, yes, lick me harder right there,” I moaned, shuddering as his tongue did just that.

He fluttered through my folds, caressing me, building me towards that orgasm. I would have such a good one on his mouth. I would drown him. My fingers tightened around his head as I savored the incestuous delight rippling through me.

I shifted his head to my bud. “That’s my clitoris. My clit. Suck on it.”

He did.

“Oh, Kevin, yes!” I moaned, my breasts jiggling as he nursed on my bud. “Mmm, just like that. You’re doing sooooo good. Don’t stop. Oh, no, you want to love a woman’s clit with passion.”

He did. He nursed with force on it. I could feel his youthful passion for my bud. My breasts heaved as the pleasure spilled through me. Bursts of showering rapture filled my cunt. I shuddered, savoring every moment of his nursing.

I let him build and build my orgasms. My pussy growing juicier and juicier. His hands gripped my hips. So young and strong. My large breasts swayed from side to side, the bliss sweeping through my body.

“Oh, yes, yes, Kevin,” I panted. “Mmm, you’re doing such a good job. You’re going to make me explode but… but…” I moved his head, guiding his lips down my pussy to the right spot. “Thrust your tongue into me.”

His tongue rammed into my married depths. My son reached in deep. He fluttered around in me, stirring up my cunt. I groaned, his nose rubbing on my clit as he did it. I savored it, the heat swelling in me.

“That’s where you’re cock’s going to go!” I panted. “That’s where you came from. Oh, yes, yes, Mommy’s going to slide her pussy back down around you.”

He growled. His hands on my hips slid to my rump. He grabbed my ass, kneading me. He dug his fingers into me, pulling me tight against him. I shuddered. My breasts jiggled and swayed. Wild heat surged through me. My hips wiggled from side to side as the bliss built and built in my cunt. A surge of heat that would drown me.

It would be incredible.

I squeezed my eyes shut. I whimpered and groaned as his tongue danced around in me. His nose brushed my clit again. My cunt clamped down on his tongue. My moans echoed through the bathroom. This was so hot to do at church.

I was such a wicked mommy.

“Kevin!” I howled. “Suck on Mommy’s clit now! Make Mommy cum!”

His head jerked in my hands. He found my clit and latched on. He sucked with all his youthful passion. My son loved my cock. My bud. My cunt clenched. The rapture surged through me. I whimpered and moaned.

My pussy gushed juices. They spilled into my son’s hungry mouth. The waves of euphoria aziziye escort sloshed through my body and drowned my mind. Stars burst across my vision as my first incestuous orgasm consumed me.

“Kevin!” I gasped. “Oh, yes, yes, you made Mommy cum so hard! Oh, Kevin, you did!”

“Mommy!” he growled into my pussy.

I shuddered through the bliss. I rode it as the rapture carried me higher and higher. I savored it, climbing and climbing towards those amazing peaks. My breasts heaved. They smacked together, my flesh rippling.

“Kevin!” I moaned. I had to have him in me.

I pushed his head from my pussy. He stared up at me, his blue eyes wild. My pussy cream smeared across his face. His cock thrust up hard from his crotch. I groaned and straddled him. I lowered myself to him, squatting. My large breast pressed into his face.

“Mommy,” he groaned and rubbed his pussy-coated lips and chin into my heavy tits. His hands grabbed them. Squeezed them.

“Just like that,” I moaned, grabbing his cock and holding his twitching dick steady so I could have my boy in me once again. The ultimate love a mother could share for her son. “Oh, Mommy’s going to ride your cock!”

I felt the tip nudging into my pussy lips. Then I sank down him. I gasped as my cuntlips spread over and around his dick. This amazing rush surged through me. I whimpered as I sank down him. I took more and more of my son’s cock into my pussy.

I gasped as I bottomed out on him. His shaft reached so deep into me. I groaned, rubbing my breasts into his face. I savored having my son all the way back in my pussy again. Stretching me out, filling me. It was incredible.

Incest was amazing.

I flexed my thighs. My cunt squeezed about his dick as I rose up him. He groaned into my tits. I moaned, my passion echoing through the room. The stimulation felt amazing. I reached the pinnacle of his cock. I swirled my hips from side to side and then slammed my cunt back down him again. I swallowed his dick.

The pleasure surged through me. I groaned as the bliss swept through my body. I shuddered in delight, my cunt clenching around his dick. I worked my hips from side to side, stirring him around in me. He felt so good in me.

“Mommy loves her big, strong son!” I moaned and slammed down him again. The words were so naughty to say. It made me feel so wicked and wanton.

“Mommy!” he groaned. His fingers dug into my tits. “Shit, that’s good.”

“Mmm, yes, yes, swear during sex!” I panted. “Mommy made you into a man. You’re going to fire all that cum into Mommy’s pussy.”

“Yes!” he groaned as I rose back up him.

I slammed down my son’s cock. My pussy drank in the friction. I bottomed out on him, grinding my clit into his crotch. The pleasure burst through me. I groaned at the wild surge of heat. It felt incredible radiating out of me.

My hips stirred around my son. Then I slid up him again. He groaned as I climbed up and up his dick. He pulled his face from my tits, staring up at me with hunger in his eyes. His hands grabbed my ass now, squeezing me.

“Damn, Mommy!” he gasped, his confidence growing and growing. Already, he was working my pussy up and down his cock. My cunt clenched about him, letting him assist. “I’m going to cum so hard in your pussy.”

“Yes!” I groaned. “I want it all. Flood Mommy’s pussy with your seed. Then you’ll be a man. Mommy’s big, strong son.”

I kissed Kevin. I groaned at the flavor of my tangy pussy on his mouth. I loved that flavor on his father’s lips, and it was so sexy tasting it on my son’s. My pussy clenched around him as I slammed down his cock. He reached so deep into me, stimulating me, building and building my pleasure.

His fingers tightened on me. My tongue thrust into his mouth. I danced and swirled around, loving every moment of kissing him. My pussy grew hotter and hotter around his cock. I slid up him. His fingers dug into my rump.

I slammed down my son’s cock. He growled and ripped his lips away. “Mommy!”

Kevin fired his seed into my unprotected pussy. With my husband’s vasectomy, I didn’t need birth control. I could be getting bred. I gasped and then my climax swept over me. My pussy went wild around my son’s spurting cock, working out his jizz, eager to fill it.

“Yes, yes, flood Mommy with all your fertile seed!” I howled, the waves of pleasure surging through my body.

A tsunami of bliss swept through my mind. My thoughts drowned in the incestuous rapture as spurt after spurt of my son’s cum pumped into my cunt. I bucked on him, rubbing my tits against him as I gasped out my delight.

“Mommy loves you!” I moaned, my cunt writhing about his dick.

I stared down into his eyes, loving the intensity in those blue depths. His fingers dug into my rump as he pumped me full of his spunk. My orgasm carried me towards the peak of my bliss. I hovered there.

As the last of my son’s cum fired into me, I kissed him with hunger. My orgasm died down to buzzing bliss. His cock felt so amazing in me. I could never give this up. I loved fucking my big, strong son.

I had to help my husband teach our daughter. He needed to enjoy her. Then I could kiss his mouth and taste Samantha’s pussy cream on his lips. Or I could suck his cock and revel in her taste. These wicked and wanton desires surged through me.

We would be so much closer as a family.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Dean Michaels

Our family dressed after that wicked foursome in the nursing room.

Activating the incest protocol went far, far better than I could have possibly imagined. It was outstanding. I grinned, so glad that I didn’t have to worry about my wife and daughters ever going out of the range of the device. I could just let the idea that incest was okay stay in their minds.

It made me think about the other protocol I had created. Acceptance…

It was so hot that they were into family love. It was incredible. I barely had to use it. I almost didn’t even need it for my family. But what about others? My dick throbbed at the idea. Every member of my church, plus anyone who wandered into the range of the mind-control device, would now think that incest was something natural. Something they should even desire.

“That was so much fun!” June said, almost skipping ahead of us.

“It was, munchkin,” Dusk said, using the nickname for her sister without the usual mocking bite to it. A true term of endearment. It was like how things were last night. Those two getting along as they loved each other. “We should go home and relax.”

“Mmm, that could be fun,” purred my wife. Kimmie clung to my arm, her red hair in pigtails, matching June and my wife. That was another protocol I had active at the house. A test one, something harmless to make sure it was working.

“I just have to go shopping,” I said as we entered the fellowship hall. “Need to buy some parts.”

“More tinkering?” she asked.

“Yeah,” I said. “It’s going great. But it’ll be a few hours. We can skip Sunday evening service.”

“Yes!” June said, grinning for joy.

As we passed through the fellowship hall to say our goodbyes to the other members of the church, I couldn’t help but notice how close the other families were. The young adult children were sticking around the parents, especially daughters around their fathers. I spotted Mitch Meyers with his arm around his daughter Samantha’s shoulder. I didn’t even spot Natalie and their son.

My wife had a naughty grin on her lips when she asked Mitch if he knew where Natalie was. It was like my wife already knew. My dick throbbed. Were Natalie and Kevin embarking upon their own incestuous journey?

Damn, I caused that. Just like I gave several people yesterday a taste of incest during the testing. Those twin sisters. The mother and daughter. The Hispanic father and his daughter at the grocery store. Others.

This device gave me such a rush.

I definitely had to scrounge up more parts. I needed to build more of these mind-control devices. I was building the perfect family, but it could be better. The college that I taught at needed some tweaking. And then there was the coffee house and the grocery store. I could install the devices everywhere, programming them all in different ways.

My dick was a slab of lead in my pants.

I nodded to Sam Shepherd with his arms around his twin, nineteen-year-old daughters. Reverend Peters and his wife had their eighteen-year-old daughter pressed between them, the family looking so close.

What would happen when they got home? Would they take the last plunge into incest?

I hoped so.

My family headed outside. I broke away from them. I drove my truck. It had my mind-control device in it. I unlocked it and opened the passenger door. My laptop battery was plugged into the device. The monitoring software told me the device had 24% battery life remaining. Thirty minutes. Two hours was the limit with the current supply. If I wired it into the power gird directly, it would be exciting.

I would need UPS, though, for power loss. An Uninterrupted Power Supply was a battery that could keep the device powered in case of outages or fluctuations in the current through a wall outlet. It could also shut down the device in a certain way if I programmed things right. Have the device send out final commands to keep anything weird from happening while it was off. Like the amnesia protocol to wipe the last set of orders from people’s minds.

I started typing on the device to shut it down. I didn’t run the amnesia protocol. In theory, they should all still think incest was fine after I shut it down. I took in a deep breath and turned off the machine.

“Hey, Dad.”

I jumped and whirled to find Dusk standing behind me. She pushed up her glasses, staring at me with this hungry look in her eyes. She grabbed my hand in a way that didn’t feel like a daughter. Then she raised up on her tiptoes and kissed me on the lips.

Incest still accepted. Another successful test.

Dusk broke the kiss and said, “Mind if I tag along?”

“Uh…” I blinked. “I’m going to a few computer parts stores. I thought you hated those places.”

“Maybe I just want to spend some time with my daddy,” she said, pressing against me. Her glasses sparkled. “Anything wrong with that?” I felt the side of her breast. Then her hand rubbed on my cock through my slacks.

“Nothing at all,” I panted. “Okay, okay, let’s go.”

To be continued…

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Tom awoke to the delicious feeling of Julie kneeling between his legs sucking his dick. He pulled her up into her lap and kissed her. He caressed her hair and down her back as their tongues dueled in love’s fight. Pulling away, he recommended they get a shower as he had plans for them for today. He asked if she was interested in going swimming again. She laughed “Skinny dipping?” He said no, he wanted to take her to the beach. She squealed in joy.
Taking a shower together was torture. He wanted so much to fuck her again, and she was willing. However, time was short for a full day. Tom suggested she put on her bathing suit under her tank top and shorts. Sitting on the bed, he watched her getting dressed. She was totally at ease with each other’s nakedness.
Packing a picnic basket with the essentials, he loaded towels and a beach blanket into the trunk. They headed out to the ocean beach with the top down on the car. They stopped for a lite breakfast at a small café. Nobody around here knew them so they could openly act as two lovers out on a lark. It was thrilling to kiss him with other people around them. Several of the older women looked at them with disgust, while their husbands’ tongues hung out of their drooling mouths in envy.
At the beach, they pulled into a private parking lot. Before heading out on to the beach, they ducked into the beachfront amusement park. They walked out on to the boardwalk arm in arm, pausing from time to time to check the view and kiss. People just assumed she was very young looking for her age, and smiled at the lovers. Tom tried his hand at a few of the carnival style games winning some small trinkets that she knew she would cherish for years. Finally, he hit the jackpot on one and won a huge teddy bear. Julie swore she saw him slip the attendant some money for the bear, but it didn’t matter.
Heading back to the car, they stuffed the bear into the trunk and headed out onto the beach sand with the blanket and basket. Selecting an open spot, they spread the blanket. Julie stood up and removed her top and shorts. Her bikini covered less than her skimpiest bra and panties. She had to reach down and pull the string bottom out of her pussy crack. She looked over at Tom to see he had also undressed. He was clad only in a tight speedo that clearly showed his ample endowment. Julie’s nipples hardened under the two patches of cloth held together by strings that were her top.
Their arrival and strip show had not gone unnoticed by their beach neighbors. Again, the old ladies frowned on their wanton display while the men openly stared. They lay down together on the blanket. The warm sun and cool breeze contrasted to make ayancik escort a perfect day. Tom turned his head toward Julie and quietly giggled. Julie asked what was so funny. He whispered for her to turn over on to her back. As she did so, she glanced toward the waves. She noticed several men, young and old, seemed to be moving their blankets to get a better look at her near naked beauty. Tom instructed her to arch her back like she was stretching and separate her legs a little. Her movements in compliance sent an audible whisper of approval through the male onlookers. Tom was teaching her the power that pussy held over men of all ages.
He asked if she wanted a cold drink. She said yes. He hopped up and said he would be right back. He suggested she put some sun tan lotion on to prevent burning. He walked over to the concession stand and watched the action. He counted thirty seconds from when she pulled out the sun tan lotion before some guy about 35 years old walked over and offered to help put some on her back. Julie turned over on her stomach and saw that Tom was watching from a distance. He nodded. She then realized he wanted her to put on a show for him. The stranger squirted the cool liquid on her back and began to rub it over her body. She reminded him to put some on her legs, and he obliged. She spread her legs a little as he coasted up the inside of her thighs brushing against her thinly covered pussy. She told him to be sure not to forget her ass. He proceeded to cover first one cheek and then the other. She moaned a little in encouragement. He slipped one finger under the strap that was her suit bottom and ran it up and down her ass crack. Julie offered no resistance. Julie asked if he minded doing her front. He stammered no problem. She rolled over and closed her eyes. He squirted some lotion onto her belly. She shivered and giggled. The guy asked what was so funny. Julie replied that the lotion looked like cum, but it was cold instead of the nice warmth of fresh cum. He giggled that it smelt better too. Julie looked him in the eye and said “But I bet it doesn’t taste as good as cum.” The guy squirmed as his dick swelled too large for his swim trunks.
Tom returned and saw the guy tense up. Sitting down on the blanket, Tom told him not to worry but to continue putting the lotion on. The guy looked shocked that Tom did not seem offended by his obvious groping of Tom’s girl. Tom thanked the guy for doing it. He added he liked his steak medium rare, but preferred his pussy raw. He continued “Besides, I don’t want her to have a sun burn tonight when I go to fuck her ass. Never give a woman an excuse to aydın escort avoid fucking I say.” Glancing down, Tom saw that the guy had moved his hand down and was rubbing lotion on her pussy with one finger sliding under the suit. Tom leaned over and kissed Julie. He asked her if that felt good. She said “Yeah, lets head back so you can fuck me in the car or at least let me suck your dick on the drive home.” Julie stood up and bent over to give her massager a kiss goodbye. Tom pulled up the blanket and they headed back to the car leaving the stranger dumbfounded.
Once back in the car, Tom and Julie both burst out laughing. He told her what a naughty little girl she was, and she reminded him that he was the one egging her on. Tom laughed and asked “Do you know what the difference between all those other guys and me is?” Julie shook her head no. Tom continued “They are all going to lie in their beds alone tonight jerking off thinking about you, or imagine it is you they are banging as they fuck their fat old bitch wife. There will probably be over a hundred guys tonight fucking you in their dreams, but I’m going to be fucking you in my bed!” Julie joked “I wonder what that would be like to have a hundred guys lined up all waiting to take a turn fucking me.” Tom answered “Too late to arrange a gang bang this visit, but who knows what might happen next time.” Julie laughed but the image could not leave her mind.
Julie fell asleep on the drive home. She had a wild dream. She was laying naked on a stage. There was an audience watching in approval as a long line of naked guys took turns in every orifice of her body. She marveled at the variety of cocks she was offered. Thin and long, fat and short, curved, droopy, low hangers, and tight sacks all paraded through her dreams. And the positions they put her through were possible only in dreams. They were cramming cocks in her mouth, her pussy and her ass all at the same time. Guys were jerking off and shooting loads of cum across her body. Even a woman or two took turns eating her cum drenched gash. She began to wonder what it feel like if she was the one eating the woman out. Again, she had a flash of her father as the next in line climbing between her legs ready to fuck her. Her dreams were an erotic jungle of unbridled lust heightened by the knowledge that the men in her dram audience were all jacking off in appreciation of her work.
Julie was startled as her uncle shook her awake. They were in the driveway at home. He offered her the house keys and said he would be right in as soon as he unloaded the trunk. Julie dashed up the porch stairs and left the front door open for him. When aydınlı escort he came in loaded down with the blanket, basket and teddy bear, Julie was nowhere to be seen. Tom called her name. He heard a reply from the kitchen. Walking in, Tom stopped short. Julie, naked, was spread out on the table. She had her vibrator, the lube and some condoms from the bedroom on the table beside her. She looked up at him, her eyes imploring him to mount her. Tom dropped his baggage and his shorts in one swift movement. Pulling his shirt off as he approached, he jerked his cock to full erection. He grabbed her by the hips and pulled her over to the edge of the table. She lifted her legs over his shoulder as he brutally rammed his cock into her slick pussy. It was an animalistic rut. No finesse, just raw fucking.
Julie pushed him away and turned over sliding half on and half off the table. She reached back and pulled apart the cheeks of her ass in submission. Tom grabbed the condom and sheathed his cock. He poured a glob of lube into his hand and slicked up his rod. Right now, their lust was stronger than their love. It wasn’t that he didn’t care if he hurt her or not, the lust blocked all thought other than to fuck. He rammed the full length of his cock up her ass with one lunge. Her breath was forced out of her by the sudden anal assault. As soon as she regained herself, she screamed for him to fuck her. He rammed his cock in and out of her tight ass as she yelled filthy encouragements for him to fuck her like the dirty whore she wanted to be. Julie reached for the plastic vibrator and passed it to him. He paused the assault on her ass as he pushed the vibe into her pussy. She was now full in her ass and pussy. Yet, she hungered for another cock to fuck her face. When he turned on the vibe to full power, Julie’s ass and pussy went into spasms immediately. The feel of the vibe rubbing against his cock separated only by a thin wall of skin was pushing Tom to his own release. He pulled out of her ass and yanked off the condom. Julie sank to the floor facing him with the vibe still firmly locked in her tight pussy. Tom jerked his cock inches from her face until the shots of cum spurted out all over her face. The biggest load he had ever conjured smeared her from her forehead to her tits. Calming down, Tom swirled his dick in the sweet cum and presented his cum coated cock to her mouth. She sucked it in and licked him clean. Tom pulled her up to her feet and wrapped his arms around her. Kissing her cum coated lips, he muttered that she had a tight hot ass, something that runs in the family. As they shuffled off to bed, Tom reminded her that everything this weekend was a “family secret”. As she settled into sleep, the gang bang dream returned to fill Julie’s night with more erotic fantasies. Tom also was dreaming, but his dreams were about what was to come tomorrow when Julie’s mother, his sister, came to get her tomorrow morning.

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My mother has been a single Mom for several years now but she did the best she could. My two sisters had gone with Dad when they split up but I chose to stay with Mom. I was ten when they divorced and I am now fourteen years old or at least I will be tomorrow.

Mom’s new boyfriend John is very crude. He swears, drinks, and smokes. He has tattoos, piercings, and funny looking hair. I can’t see why Mom likes him.

For the past month he has been in her life and in her bed. However my life sure changed when John arrived.

John gave Mom rules to obey in the house and he enforces them too. He didn’t give me any rules, just Mom.

1.She cannot wear anything to bed. She has to be completely naked.
2.She can not wear any bras, panties, or any other form of underwear at any time.
3.She has to keep her blouses open to just below her breasts.
4.She has to wear mini skirts only, no pants.
5.She must keep the door open at all times if she is in a room. That includes her bedroom and the bathroom. That rule has allowed me to see her on the toilet and in the bathtub.

These rules give me hard-ons all the time. I know I jerked off a lot more too. I also get to see parts of Mom that I had never gotten to see before.

I have seen Mom punished by John on several occasions for not obeying his rules too. Once she had to stand next to the television set topless while John and I watched a two-hour movie. About half way through her punishment John took two Polaroid pictures of her and gave me one. Mom had to sign and date it for me. He told me to put it somewhere safe and then he told Mom not to look for it and not to destroy it either.

A few days later Mom had to stand naked with her back to us next to the television set for a two-hour movie. About half way through her punishment John took two more Polaroid pictures of her and gave me one. Later Mom signed it for me.

A few days after that Mom sat naked in a chair that was turned backwards. She was turned around in it so that the back of the chair covered her tits but her legs were spread wide and her pussy was visible under the chair back. Again it was for a two-hour movie and she was right next to the television set. About half way through her punishment John took two more Polaroid pictures and had her sign them.

A few days later Mom was told to bend over, grab her ankles, and put her ass in my face for another two-hour movie.

I was really beginning to like John’s way of punishing Mom. Then all of a sudden John was gone a few days before my fourteenth birthday.

The day before my birthday was a Friday and when I came home from school Mom was standing against the wall with her feet about a foot and a half apart. She was completely naked with her toes touching the baseboard and her hands at her side. There was an envelope stuck in the crack of her ass with ‘Kid’ written on it. That is what John had always called me. He wasn’t home.

The note read: ‘Kid, your mother is being punished again. She is not to say a word or move a muscle until five o’clock. If she does, tell me. Enjoy the view. Ps…There is a digital camera on the kitchen table for your birthday. Take as many pictures of your mother as you want too. Jerk off and be happy. John’

It was only three-thirty so I would get atakum escort to watch Mom’s butt for an hour and a half. When I went into the kitchen to get my new camera I could see that Mom had her eyes closed. I could see her bare tits from the side, her slightly rounded belly, and the fur on her pussy. When I came back out with my camera I could see her trembling slightly. At first I felt sorry for Mom because I remembered being punished too, but not like this.

I read the quick start instructions to the camera and took a dozen pictures from different angles. Then I read the note again and unzipped my pants. I am sure that Mom heard me but I was too excited to care. I pulled my cock out and jerked off like it said. Then in about twenty minutes I jerked off again. I took more pictures of my mother’s naked ass.

At five o’clock Mom’s alarm clock went off in her bedroom. She turned and faced me then asked, “May I please go into my bedroom and turn the alarm off?”

Of course I said, “Sure Mom.”

Soon Mom returned and stood against the wall facing me this time. Her feet were once again opened up about a foot and a half. There was another note stuck in her pussy for me.

It read: ‘Kid, your mother is not to say a word or move a muscle until seven o’clock. If she does, tell me. Enjoy the view and take lots of pictures. Jerk off, finger her pussy, and suck her nipples if you wish. John’

Mom had merely gone into her bedroom to reset her alarm clock and get this note for me. Now I was staring at Mom’s tits and pussy. I had been enjoying the rear view and had even gotten closer to look at her ass but now I could get closer to her pussy. So I cautiously walked up to Mom. She closed her eyes. I stared at her tits and then I got down on my knees to look at her pussy. With her feet apart like that I could see it real well. Her pussy lips were open enough to see some of her juices flowing out. Mom was excited too. I wondered if I dared touch her. I cautiously reached a finger out. Mom felt my finger touch her pussy hair and pressed her ass tighter into the wall but other than that she didn’t move. Even her hands were tight to her sides. I slipped my finger in between her pussy lips. It went in past the first knuckle. Mom’s hands were pressing tighter into her legs. I lowered my finger in her slit and then raised it again. Mom jumped slightly as I came up to touch her clit.

I had seen enough Playboy, Penthouse, and Hustler magazines to know what it was like in there. This was a gift from heaven to a kid just turning fourteen. I rubbed Mom’s clit and watched her shudder. Then I lowered my finger and pressed it in. It slipped in all the way until my other fingers got in the way. I wiggled it around then found that it slid up her slit much better now. I could rub it around her clit better too. So I went from poking it in her hole to rubbing her clit. I couldn’t stand it any longer so I pulled out my cock and started jerking off while I played with Mom’s pussy. I was pretty sure that I made her cum because she got wetter and I could see cum oozing out of her pussy.

I got bolder and put two then three fingers in her hole and played with her clit. I cum real good and caught it in my hand. A smile came to my face as I thought about using atalar escort my cum to get Mom even wetter. Besides I knew that a few men had cum in Mom’s pussy before and I wanted to be one of them. So I pushed as much of my cum as I could into Mom’s hole and rubbed her clit in earnest. I almost made her fall over and then I stopped for awhile.

It was six-thirty so I had another half-hour before she could punish me for touching her pussy. I stood up and started sucking her nipples and feeling of her breasts. Mom has nice tits. She knows it too. I have seen her admire herself in the mirror before going out on dates. I looked and Mom had not opened her eyes since I had gotten close to her. I looked at the clock and figured that I had just enough time to take a bunch of pictures before seven o’clock. I stood there sucking on Mom’s nipple and fingering her pussy and clit as I took pictures. I started to cum again and filled my hand and rubbed it right into Mom’s hole. I poked it in too as best I could. Then the alarm went off and scared me to death.

Mom opened her eyes up and asked, “May I please go into my bedroom and turn the alarm off?”

Again I said, “Sure Mom.”

Mom returned and this time handed me an envelope. She got against the wall facing me and squatted down as low as she could get. She moved her feet to get as comfortable as she could.

This note read: ‘Kid, your mother is to stay in this position until eight o’clock. If she doesn’t, then tell me. However after an hour in this position she may need your help getting up with the blood flow cut off. Enjoy the view. Let her suck your cock this time. John’

I looked at Mom her eyes were open but she was just staring at someplace on the wall behind me. I took several pictures of Mom squatted down like that and her pussy totally opened up. Her inner pussy lips were poking out and that excited me. Some of my cum was clinging to her pussy lips. A drop had even fallen to the floor.

I got on the floor and took a bunch of close up pictures of Mom’s open pussy. Then I decided to reach out and touch someone. Mom! I opened her pussy up with my fingers and took some more pictures. Then I read the note again, pulled out my cock, and touched it to Mom’s mouth. She opened her mouth and allowed me to stick it in. Mom sucked on it but didn’t move. Oh yea she wasn’t supposed too. So I started fucking my mother’s mouth. I took more pictures from my view and then one from as long as my arm would reach. I decided to set the camera on a stand and use the self-timer. I sat it all up while Mom watched me. Then I put my cock back in her mouth and took several pictures.

I slowly began to jerk off and slip my cock into Mom’s mouth at the same time. It wasn’t long before I started cumming. Mom’s eyes were wide open now and I kept taking pictures. I took more with my cock in Mom’s mouth as some of my cum leaked out. Then the alarm clock went off. Mom fell over trying to get up and eventually crawled to her bedroom.

In a couple of minutes Mom walked back into the living room, handed me an envelope, and laid flat on the floor.

This note read: ‘Kid, your mother is not to say a word or move a muscle until ten o’clock unless you tell her to do so. Every fifteen ataşehir escort minutes for the next two hours have her change to one of these positions. Enjoy! Fuck her this time as often as you want to. John.’ The list read: ‘On back spread Eagle, On belly, Standing and holding ankles, On side, On hands and knees, In the plow position, Standing on head, and with Feet behind neck.’

While Mom was on her back I took pictures of her tits standing up really nice. Her tummy was flat and her feet were apart. I reached down and fingered her pussy again. She didn’t bat an eye this time as if she expected it. I thought about fucking her but noticed the clock and that the first fifteen minutes was up. I almost had her get on her ‘belly’ but I changed my mind to ‘feet behind neck.’

Holly shit! In that position Mom’s pussy was stretched wide open and I could see her pussy and her asshole clearly. I took lots of pictures and pulled out my cock and slipped it into her pussy. Oh my God! That felt incredible. I fucked into Mom’s pussy. I was no longer a virgin. I was a man and I can tell everyone for the rest of my life that it happened when I was still thirteen years old. I stopped and got the camera and took a picture then used the self-timer a few times too. I slipped my cock into Mom’s hole and took more pictures. I pumped into her until I cum. Then I took more pictures of my cum.

‘Stand on head’ was a good one for next. I had enough knowledge to know that gravity works and my sperm will swim downhill better. Mom spread her legs very wide apart so that I could take a couple of great pictures.

‘On hands and knees’ was very nice and I took pictures and fucked her from behind. I was sure enjoying cumming in Mom.

‘Standing holding ankles’ was nice too and had allowed me to finger Mom’s asshole.

‘Plow position’ was also very nice and allowed me to put my cock in Mom’s asshole this time. I took a couple of extra pictures of this. Plus I could play in her pussy while I butt fucked her. The pictures were great.

‘On belly’ and ‘on side’ did not impress me, so I had Mom get into ‘feet behind neck’ and the ‘plow position’ again. I got to fuck her one last time before the alarm clock sounded at ten o’clock.

Mom got up and asked, “May I please go into my bedroom and turn the alarm off?”

Again I said, “Sure Mom.”

She came back one more time and handed me an envelope.

This note read: ‘Son, I am not being punished by John. I am all yours to do with as you wish for the rest of your life. Take thousands of pictures of me. Fuck me all you want. Happy Birthday, Mom’

After I read it Mom asked, “Is there anything else you would like to do to me now. After all you have played with my pussy and tits and you have fucked my mouth, pussy, and asshole too.

My mind was in a whirl as I realized that Mom, not John, had set this all up. I replied, “Wow! This is the best birthday present ever! Let’s go to bed.” Then I took Mom’s hand and led her to her own bedroom.

This time when I made love to her Mom moved and it was fantastic.

As we laid there Mom said that John had left her several days ago and that he had opened her eyes up to the fact that I was the only man in her life. That was why he had left. Mom had devised this scheme just for my birthday.

That weekend was great. Mom would not pee, poop, or bathe without my permission and my camera recording it.

She told me that I could share her with all of my friends too if I wanted.

Hell no! Mom was way too good to let them have her.

The End
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Jacob’s Retirement
By Allison Bodiford

Three years ago Jacob had made Chief Master Sergeant. He was First Sergeant of the 509th Missile Squadron now. He was at the heart of the command structure on base. That had meant that I was on my P’s and Q’s for the past three years, mostly.

We were part of the political structure on base. Betty has remained a good friend, though with the lesson of Sharon I had learned to take her judgments in stride, though not to heart. Perception so often becomes reality even when it isn’t. So she was a good pulse of what other’s perceived. I used that to let Jacob know what was going around base. He used the information to his advantage. We were quite the “power couple” really.

Jake was attending UNC in North Carolina, so I only got to see him on holidays and visits back to the Old North State of my youth. Melissa was at Duke on an academic scholarship, now in her third year there. She was working on a degree in Microbiology. Katy had graduated at University of Munich and elected to work in Germany for a few years. We had been lucky enough for us all to meet at my mother’s house in Raleigh for Christmas last year. (1984)

The boys, Monty and Robert both were in second and first grade respectively. Sheila had stayed with us after her parents break up until this past summer when she finally went on to college, at my cajoling, and our expense. She stayed close and was at University of Missouri. She was home most weekends. She had become a daughter de facto. (Yes, we still managed to share a bed from time to time.)

Jacob and I were settled in with all the older kids and Sheila gone. The boys kept me busy. Jacob was moving toward his retirement. I was still a little non plussed at being middle aged. I still turned heads, but I missed Jake and was glad for the stolen moments with Shelia.

I wasn’t a lesbian at heart but I did love fucking Shelia. She had turned into quite the dynamo in bed. But this past month she had brought home a girlfriend and I knew our time together was winding down. (Jacob was clueless about the situation with her. But the noise coming from the bedroom at night was unmistakable to my ear.)

Jacob was as always an attentive lover. In my heart and my body I could feel the sexual peak of my days slipping away. It scared me. Sex is not only romance for a woman. It is part of her power and I could feel mine slipping away.

Melissa wrote that she had met a boy in school. That was nice. He sounded like a good fellow. She wanted to move in with him, but she knew how her father and I felt about that. Still, with her so far away I didn’t harbor any illusions. Jacob did. I didn’t.

Jake would write me letters and in them he would slip me a coded message of love and lust from time to time. But he was dating a girl named Kara and wanted to bring her home this summer to meet us. I knew what that meant. I have to admit that while my head was always telling me it would happen one day, my heart was broken at the prospect.

I was no fool. I nursed my heartache on my own. Jacob and no one else for that matter ever knew of my feelings in this.

Summer was upon us and Jake with his new girlfriend Kara was due here in a week. I cleaned the house furiously. Soon it looked like it could pass military inspection. I prepared the two rooms that had been Melissa’s then Shelia’s, and Jake’s old room for guests. The boys remained in bunk beds across from mine and Jacob’s room. Thank the Lord that a CMSGT was allotted a four bedroom billet.

The day arrived and we drove to Kansas City to pick Jake and Kara up. I had let Sheila know Jake was coming and she was planning on coming down for the weekend to see him.

When he stepped into the concourse my heart leapt. He ran to us and hugged both me and Jacob to him. A beautiful young blond girl about 5’6’’ came up behind him. I could see at once why Jake was taken with her. Blond, brown eyes, a quick smile, and a curvy shape with at least C cup breasts, maybe a 34 C. She smelled like Gardenias. I liked her at once.

“Mom, Dad, this is Kara Richards.” Jake introduced her.

“Welcome to Missouri darling.” I said, my southern roots showing in the “darling.” I hugged her, the girl hug, and her breasts rubbed against mine. I thought of Sheila and how she liked to play with my breasts.

“Thank you for letting us come out, ma’am.” She was perfect for him.

Always the reserved senior NCO Jacob smiled warmly at her and offered a handshake. “Welcome to our home Kara.” He said kindly.

Jake took her by the hand and guided her through the air port to the baggage claim area. We collected the luggage. Jacob went ahead to retrieve the car and pick us all up at the curb out front.
The boys hung on Jake and laughed with him as he played. He really does love his boys. For a moment I was in the zone where only he and I exist. It was only for a moment.

“Mrs. Bodiford, I am looking forward to staying with ya’ll.” I do love our southern accent. It is so civilized and refined. Yankees have no idea. They have their own charms, don’t get me wrong. But to hear a southern accent and think the speaker is uneducated is to underestimate a person at your own peril. There is a lot that goes into teaching a southerner about society. Racism was on its way out thank the Lord. But not all things southern were bad.

Kara’s genteel way spoke well of her upbringing. Her easy manner was artuklu escort comforting. Temperamentally she and Jake were almost the same.

“So, mom, dad, I was thinking of taking next semester off and going to Greece with Kara. She is studying archeology and bagged a spot on the Troy dig.” Jake said.

“Sounds kind of exciting; doesn’t it Jacob?” I envied the prospect of being in a foreign country with Jake, so close to where it all began for us.
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Will you be able to come back to your own studies later?” Jacob asked, ignoring my remark.

“Yes sir. I have it all planned. I can show you when we get to the house.” Jake held Kara’s hand a little tighter.

“I promise sir, if I let him come with me, I will make him finish school. I don’t date bobble heads.” She giggled. Right then and there she won Jacob’s heart.

“Sounds like a fine sensible girl you got there, son.” Jacob smiled.

“Thanks dad just wanted to get one as good as you got.” He smiled at me.

“Well, you have to go a long way for that.” Jacob stood up for me. As retirement grew closer, he was growing more and more emotional.

Once at the house I got her settled in Melissa/Sheila’s old room, and Jacob helped carry in the bags. For Jake, it was coming home so he needed no tending. Still, I wanted to steal a moment with him, but knew it wasn’t the time or circumstance. If he wanted me he knew he could have me. I would have to wait and see.
Dinner was nice. We took the boys to the park, them running ahead, Jake and Kara in front of us, both couples walking arm in arm. It was a nice moment. I saw a glimpse of the future pretending for a moment that the boys were Kara and Jake’s. I would be a grandmother someday and it was exciting and frightening at the same time.

We took up the bench in front of the play area as the boys climbed the monkey bars, and slid down the slide, or swung in the swings. Jake was busy explaining his plan to his father and I could see he had Jacob’s approval. Kara was talking to me about her plans for Greece and the dig. She was a charming, beautiful girl. I would be lying if I didn’t say I imagined her naked.

Now, if Jake and I had never gotten together I would have been quite content to live my life out in an ordinary fashion. Jacob was always a good lover, and his eye didn’t drift, at least never in my presence. He was attentive. Sometimes I curse that nude beach. But for the most part I am glad for its part in my life and the way it had opened my life up with Jake. We were good lovers together.

If we had never gotten together and crossed that taboo I would not have allowed Sharon to seduce me, and I would never have seduced Shelia. But all that did happen, and I did open myself up sexually and I have enjoyed it all so much.

The thoughts danced around my head as I breathed the sweet air of Missouri and felt the warmth of the late spring day on my face. Kara was holding my arm softly as women do when talking to each other. The boys were laughing and playing. Jake and his father were deep in conversation and paid no attention to us.

“Mrs. Bodiford, I really like it here. It’s so nice.” Kara was winding down.

“Yes, but I think I am looking forward to Jacob’s retirement and getting back to North Carolina. I miss home. My father passed away three years ago, and my mother is getting to the point that I think she needs me. I am an only child, so I think I need to be there.” I said.

“I met you mother. She is so nice. You look like a younger version of her.” Kara said. (Didn’t I tell you that southerner’s teach such good manners?)

“You’re sweet to add the “younger” honey.” I patted her arm to let her know I was teasing.

We laughed. The boys wanted to know what was funny. We told them to mind their own business. I could sense then that Kara was the one for Jake. It turns out I was right, but that is in the later stories.

Jacob’s career was winding down. He had put in his retirement papers and this summer would be it for us. He would retire in three months, July 10, 1989. After 28 years in the military he was tired of roaming, and he knew he was up for another overseas tour if he stayed the last two years. It was his decision and I played no part in it.

That night, Jacob dropped the bomb on the kids. He had waited till Jake was home to tell anyone but me what he was planning. He wanted to go home.

“It’s time.” He said to Jake.

Kara for her part was interested in Jacob’s career. She asked all kinds of questions and listened to the answers he gave. As was his habit at 9 pm sharp he excused himself and went to bed. We had put the boys down at 7:30 and they were fast asleep, though they had fought it valiantly to peek around the corner to see Jake, and the pretty girl he was with.

Kara was tired from her flight, and so I took her back to Sheila’s room and got her settled in. When I came back into the living room Jake was out on the patio drinking a beer and smoking a cigar. I hadn’t known he started smoking. We never had. It made him look older somehow.

I opened the French doors and poked my head out. “Hey, feel like a walk?” I asked. I was exited to have him home too.

“Sure. Let me finish this beer and we can go.” He sat down in the deck chair. I joined him.

“She is very beautiful, honey. Have you asked her yet?” I broached the subject.

“Asked artvin escort her what, Ali?” When he called me that I would get so wet. It was foolish. But it was us, and I liked it.

“Don’t be coy with me. I am the other woman you know, not just mom, I can read the signs.” I hoped I didn’t sound too jealous.

“No, I haven’t asked her yet.” He said simply. We knew this was coming. His twenty-first birthday would be soon and I knew he wanted to ask her.

“Well, I really like her Jake. I can tell your father loves her already.” I was making idle chatter.

He puffed away silently as we sat there. We were two lover’s making a leap to another place and I had to let him go to keep him. I guess I would be just mom now.

“Ali, I have to ask you something.” He said so seriously.

“What is it Jake?” I was a little afraid.

“Would you think less of me if I didn’t give you up?” He looked sideways to gauge my reaction.
I shifted in my seat to face him. I took his hand in mine and looked in his eyes.

“I’m here however you want me Jake. If that means just mom, okay. But if you want me, you can have me. I only have one rule. It can’t break up either marriage. Ever. Do you understand?”

“I feel the same way. It’s just that our relationship is so deep. It gives me a dimension that I can’t explain. But to give you up would be like losing a part of me. A part I can’t and don’t want to live without.”

How that boy could talk!

I must have let a tear drop. He reached over and wiped it away. Speaking so softly I could almost not hear he said, “I love you so much Ali. I really don’t know what I would do without you in my life as my lover.” He was quiet after that. We held hands like two lovers as he finished his beer and his cigar.

Overhead the stars were bright. The moon was in quarter phase, and the air was warm and clear. In the distance an owl hooted. At night when the planes aren’t flying there is nowhere more peaceful and quiet than an Air Force Base.

He took his last sip and put the bottle down. He killed the stub of his cigar and dropped it into the bottle.
Ready? He asked.

I shook my head. Somehow talking seemed intrusive on the moment. He took my hand and led be around the side of the house out onto the sidewalk. We walked toward the park hand in hand neither of us speaking.

When we got to the park it was empty. At ten o’clock the base is in bed, and no one is stirring except the AP’s. (Air Police) We went to the bench by the oak behind the bushes and took a seat. He held me close and kissed me. I kissed him back.

He fondled my breast as we made out like two teenagers in the park. It was one of those perfect moments between people that love each other. I guess the thing about loving your son and your husband is that neither relationship gets stale. In a way you are stealing moments from one to be with the other. It is like having a lover, only they are both your lover. I can’t explain it better than that.

His hand moved under my blouse to my stomach. He drew little circles on it as he kissed me with his mouth open, our tongues dancing. Slowly he moved to my breast. He cupped me over my bra. I moved my hand to his cheek and let it glide down lazily to his chest. I circled his nipple with my finger. He loved to have his nipples played with.

I lifted his shirt to touch him. He unbuttoned my blouse and unhooked my bra freeing my breast for him to gaze at in the moonlight and to fondle. I moaned into his mouth. We broke our kiss. He looked me in the eye and I nodded.

He undid his jeans. I slipped my panties off from under my skirt. His pants came down and there was that beautiful cock of his just an inch from my mouth. I opened my mouth and he put himself in.

Slowly I moved up and down his shaft, cradling his testicles. He ran his fingers through my hair and down my neck to by breasts. He held both of them in each hand and moaned. I knew he would cum in my mouth. I was getting wet with the breast play and the feel of him moving in my mouth.

I felt his ball sack tighten. I knew he was about to cum. I pulled back to just the cockhead in my mouth and was rewarded with the spurt of his sweet cum. I gulped rope after rope of cum as he held rigid with the orgasm. Sadly he finished. I could drink his cum just to live off of. I really could.

I wiped my lips with my fingers, looking up I said, “My turn.” He grinned at me.

Kneeling in the dirt he sat me back against the bench and scooted my little ass up to the edge to give him access to my girl. She was giddy with anticipation. I could feel her wet and spasming, longing for the touch of his tongue.

He kissed the inside of my thighs teasing her, teasing me. He blew his hot breath on me, and I almost came then. His tongue tentatively licked my labia and opened her to my vulva. He licked the slick cum forming there. Up and down he moved, stimulating my blood flow until I could almost scream. Then he found my clit and began to suck it in earnest. His fingers violated my vaginal canal, and I was so close.

He sucked and licked and made out with my sex. Then it came. My muscles spasmed, my clit fully gorged let loose the juice he alone seem to bring from me. I squirted into his waiting mouth and he drank from me like a thirsty man.

Soon I became so sensitive I could stand the ministrations no more and I gently ataköy escort pushed his head away.

“God, I have missed you this year.” I told him.

“Me too.” He answered.

Standing he brushed his knees clean of the dirt. He was a comical sight there with his pants down around his ankles, his cock standing at its full nine inches. I giggled. He knew at once why and laughed too.
He sat down on the bench and pulled me onto his lap. I lifted myself up and lowered onto that cock. I could feel him as he penetrated my, the lips of my girl moving aside, stretching to accommodate him.

I was facing away from him, sitting on his lap, and he was fully in me. I sat still holding onto the moment. But I couldn’t stand it anymore than he could, and started to rise and fall on him. I felt him as I moved up sliding against my vaginal wall, the head of him hitting my G-spot. Then I would feel him sliding back in me as I lowered myself onto him again. Slowly I moved, up and down.

I was not in a rush to have it end. We were making love under the oak tree, hidden from the prying eyes of the world and exposed at the same time. A car drove by, I could hear a baby cry in one of the houses close to the park. A dog barked. The Acadia’s made their hum, and the air moved slightly across my exposed sex. The feeling was incredible. I was joined to my son as a lover and I was part of the Earth and the tree and the people around me. It was a strange and sensual moment. I had never experienced it before or since.

But the effect was electric. I was overcome with the need to finish him so I could have him again. I became faster in my motions. Then it swept over me, and him at the same time. I was cumming, squirting onto the ground and him. He was cumming inside me, I could feel it. It was the most intense orgasm I had ever felt. It seems to last forever too.

When I finished moving I was winded. I breathed deep gulps of air. His hands on my breast accentuated the motion. It connected us on a very deep and primal level. His head was pressed against my back and I could hear, no feel him whispering my name.

“Ali, Ali, Ali…” he was saying.

I lifted off of him with a plop from the quick exit of him from me. I turned and sat back down on him. He entered me again without either of us guiding him. I kissed him deeply and wetly.

His whisper of my name was like a druid chant. I was lost in it and transported with the kiss to a place where only he and I existed. We were two people and we were one. More deeply than I had ever felt it before I experienced our love for one another. He sensed it too.

Neither of us spoke for fear of ending all too soon this moment between us. He was hard in me, his mouth danced across my nipples and I buried my nose in his hair. (He needed a haircut. Okay, so some of the mom was there, what can I say?) I took in his scent. He was my young, my lover, my deepest love. Breathing in his scent seemed to be the air I needed to live just at that second.

Again he moved inside of me. We were rocking now, back and forth, his shaft moving ever so slightly against my clitoris, and G-spot. I put my mouth over his and breathed the same air as he, both of us breathing through our nose and each other.

I lifted up and sat back down, and did it again and again as he moved back and forth in me. I could sense more than feel the impending explosion between us.

“Jake.” I whispered my druid chant.

He answered with a suck on my breast. I was so close now. My inch long nipples were rock hard. I could feel the tingle of excitement in my stomach as it begin to build. His breath came in shallow gasps as he approached his orgasm. I was breathing deep and holding it and then breathing and then holding it.

His cock was stretching me, moving at new angles inside of me. I could feel him in me as never before.

We moved, we breathed, we fucked, we made love, and then we came together again. Two magical moments so rare in lovers and we got them tonight in less than an hour. Wow.

I squirted again and again, my contractions so wonderful they were painful. I stifled a scream by pressing my mouth on his. He moaned into mine. I could feel the juices of our lovemaking run down my thighs and dropping onto the bench.

So joined at that moment were we that we puffed our breaths into each other’s mouth. Neither of us wanted to break the kiss. His hands were gently massaging my breasts. I was sat still, his cock in me, though it was softening. I held him so tightly I thought I might break myself against him.

I don’t know how long we sat there like that. Another car passed. The baby had gone to sleep. The air had grown still and the night quiet. There was only us. He was inside me. I was on his lap. My breasts were in his mouth when it wasn’t on mine.

At last both of us were breathing normal again. Usually Jake and I are very vocal in bed. But tonight we passed a threshold of our love. We were talking without saying anything. Tonight I was making love to a man, not a boy.

As I have said before, I hate it when he pulls out of me. I feel so empty after our lovemaking. You really have no idea, none at all unless you are a woman lucky enough to fuck someone so well endowed. But it was time. So I pulled up and let him fall out of me. I kissed him one more time before getting my wits and moving behind the tree to let myself drain as much as I might.

When I came back around he was fully dressed again. He helped me with my bra, and I buttoned my blouse. Recovering my panties I put them. We took each other’s hands, and we walked home in bliss, never saying a word. I love that boy, that man. I really do.

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Ryu Hayabusa was in the process of destroying the final set of barriers that were shielding the nascent super soldier project, and the clone storage areas. The dangerous project most likely initiated by the secretive schemer Donovan could be a massive threat to world stability, as it seemed certain groups were already making orders for these super soldiers.

Momiji went with Ryu as support, who assisted the independent kunoichi and long-time ally in eliminating the security forces that were guarding the equipment used to further the process of creating the clones that Donovan seemed so obsessed with.

Together, they took down guards, often in determined and brutal, yet also elegant ways- frequently involving the breaking of bones and vertebrae of their targets. Ryu noticed that Momiji seemed to enjoy finishing these men off, but had no idea of her true thought process.

The dark-haired female had experienced the pleasure of undercover missions where she had to be intimate with her targets, a couple of times. The combination of sexual acts and close-range assassination had produced immense arousal in the kunoichi. Thus, she couldn’t shake off the idea- the temptation to triumph over Ryu Hayabusa, and kill him in an erotic fashion. Very soon, she would get her chance.

She watches Ryu as he destroys the last barrier and then starts helping him take out the numerous machinery and lab works keeping the clones alive in their animation chambers. Once the deed is done, she stands behind him and clears her throat, “Ryu. There is one more thing I need to do. “

Ryu had no idea what would this be. Slightly puzzled, he turns towards her. “And that would be?”

The leader of the Hayabusa clan looked at the darkly dressed ninja, while wondering about what she meant by her last words.

With a quick movement, she kicks Ryu in the body, making him double over in pain as he clutched his stomach, before grabbing his head and turning him over. Excited, Momiji pulls Ryu’s body backwards as he slumps down to his knees, and then wraps her legs around his head in a standing reverse head scissor. With a small adjustment, she jumps and slams him down to the ground onto ardahan escort his back and keeps her legs tight around his neck and head, laying out along him as she moans and squeezes,

“I want to take over your clan, Ryu. Defeating and killing strong men turns me on. Ever since my first assassination of a man in bed.”

Ryu had been totally taken by surprise by the attack, and ultimately unable to prevent the kunoichi from trapping him in a rather provocative hold. However, a part of his mind was focused on what she said. Kunoichi were supposed to train their mind and body rigorously, in order to excel at combat and stealth. This included control over natural instincts. Did some of Momiji’s missions cause her to lose this self-restraint completely? Ryu tried to grab a knife holstered in his gear, by the leg. But his movements didn’t feel as swift as before- hypoxia was coming in.

Momiji grabs a hold of his hands, pulling them to the side and gripping his neck tighter and wiggling her hips deeper against his face. Her moans soft and deep as she presses her pussy into his features, “But I’m not going to kill you without some enjoyment. If you want, I’ll let you taste my pussy and my orgasm.”

Already with blurred vision and confused, Ryu struggles somewhat, before groaning in desperation- he was unable to get out of the deadly hold. His tongue comes out, but it’s almost an involuntary action, as he feels dryness and constriction in his throat.

“Come on, enjoy yourself. Let the last thing you taste by my delicious pussy. You could do worse for a last meal, right?”, she moans happily, grinding along his mouth and features as her pussy gets wetter and drips her juices into his mouth to help him wet his tongue, “I’ll break your neck soon, right when I orgasm. Timing it just right can extend my orgasm for minutes… Ohhh…I can’t wait…”

The squeeze was doing its thing, and certain parts of Ryu’s brain began to shut down, leading to changes in his actions. Groaning, He licks at Momiji’s leather-covered crotch, and from this, his cock twitches a bit, right when his arms fall down.

Noticing this, Momiji smiles and uses one ardaşen escort hand to pull down a zipper in the part of her black leather suit that covered her crotch, exposing a wet pussy underneath. She had no underwear, and planned for all this to happen, wanting him to have access to her folds before killing him.

“Oh yes, yes! Dig that tongue into my pussy! ¨

With a long moan her legs grip tighter and start to roll his neck slowly, not breaking his neck yet but stressing his bones painfully.

As the neck twisting causes pain, Ryu almost passes out, causing his tongue to roll around uncontrollably. He can feel paralysis and death coming soon, but is powerless to stop it. The upwards roll of the tongue is actually what causes the paralysis to set in, as the jolt of pleasure makes the kunoichi twist her hips, but relatively lightly.

Her gasp was full of delight, and her pleasure further increased upon seeing Ryu’s legs, and whole body spasm, followed by a desperate groan. His legs weren’t even moving, anymore! This nearly made Momiji cum right there on the spot- the display of her very own skill in destroying anatomy.

Was it mercy, or cruelty that made her decide on her next course of action, nobody would know for sure. Not even her. However, she did it impulsively. Getting up briefly, she stood over a paralyzed Ryu, and turned around to face him, before sitting down on his chest to reapply the headscissors, as tight as before. This way, he could eat her out easier.

“Look at me, Ryu, look at my face and body”, the kunoichi spoke in an aroused tone while pulling down a zipper underneath her cleavage, in order to free her perky breasts from their leathery confinement, so that Ryu could watch her knead them.

“…and eat me outttt…” she ordered huskily, grinding her crotch into the ninja’s face.

The male is beaten, and mentally broken, too. While his hard-on grown from looking at the gorgeous body of his future executioner, he uses his tongue like a living vibrator, motivated by the gushing of juices that reduce the dryness caused by the reduced air supply.

Feeling the rush of dominance, arnavutköy escort Momiji asks Ryu a simple question, which was also a means of humiliation: “Who is the leader of the Dragon clan?”

“You are…Momiji…” For his response, the ninja earned a smile, and a moan from the deadly dark-haired beauty, while both of her hands massaged her breasts.

Ryu’s reply and the subsequent resumption of deep, fast cunnilingus leave no doubt in Momiji’s mind. She has conquered another man- a strong man. Her former ally and maybe at some point, even a friend, would get this delightful show of Momiji’s body in honour of all that, but he had to die. For Momiji was stronger, faster and better. She wanted to cum, and his neck would be the trigger.

Hearing his verbal submission and feeling the fantastic tongue-work made her moans louder, her body shaking in pleasure causing her to spasm in delight. She grips his neck tighter and feels the time has come. Ryu’s eyes begin to flicker, as his tongue begins to act erratically. Momiji bites her lower lip, and then…

CRRRRACK!

Her powerful thighs twist his neck, snapping the bones while she floods his face with her juices. Her wonderful orgasm comes upon her as she gasps, seeing Ryu’s body turn completely go limp, and then immediately screams in heavenly pleasure.

Ryu can hear those orgasmic sounds very briefly, as his world fades to black, following a painful jolt that went through him, after that hard, forceful twist and snap that destroyed the rest of the vertebrae.

She grinds slow and deep, enjoying the feeling of him dying between her legs and the electric wave of her blissful orgasm washing over her. His death has magical properties, seemingly, as Momiji’s orgasm goes on, while she gains strength, herself. By slaying a dragon, she became the dragoness.

Thus, she coils her legs around Ryu’s skull harder, groaning as her juices gush. She wills the skull to crack, and it does. Once, and she gasps. Then a big one follows another smaller crack. Blood pours out of Ryu’s nose and ears. She didn’t initially believe it was possible, but she was doing it: crushing a man’s skull with her legs.

“Y-YESSS! crrrack YES! squish OHHH YESSSSS!”

Momiji craved more, and went on to snap his spine and limbs, in a power-drunken orgasm that lasted for half an hour. Spent, but happier than ever before in life, she left, after setting up the facility to go ablaze.

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