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Selamlar. sizlere eşimin yeğeniyle aramda geçenleri anlatacağım.o şimdi 18 yaşında ama ilişkimiz o henüz orta 2ye giderken başladı .Kısa boylu çok güzel bir kız ,fındık gibi .. Evlerimiz çok yakın birbirine küçüklüğünden beri bize gelir gider.Bazı akşamlar bizdede kalır. Eşimle gittiğimiz her yere onuda götürürdüm. Yazlarıda yazlığa..Onun orta3 e geçtiği yıldı , yazlığa gitmiştik hafta sonu. Akşama kadar havuzdan çıkmadı.Balkonda oturuyordum,eşim komşu kadınlarla sahile yürüyüşe çıkmıştı.Balkona yanıma geldi.Hep yakınızdır yanıma otursa koltuğumun altına sığınır yada dizime yatar. bende yatarım onun dizlerine. neyse balkona yanıma geldi ve dizime yattı, konuşmaya başladık.konuşurken saçlarını ve yüzünü okşuyordum. ama aklımdan geçen birşey yoktu. yüzünü okşarken durmuşum sanırım ve elim boynunda kalmış. Gayriihtiyari boynunu okşamaya başlamışım sohbet neydi hatırlamıyorum ama koyuydu. boynunu okşarken kolum göğüslerinin arasındaydı , bir sıcaklık hissetmeye başladım göğüslerinin arasında. küçüktüler..o sıcaklığı hissetmemle birlikte elimi yavaş yavaş aşağıya kaydırmaya başladım üstünde askılı bir tişört vardı ve göğüslerinin üst kısmı zaten görünüyordu . oraları okşarken bir yandan yaptığıma şaşıyor , engel olamıyor ama bir yandanda tepkisini ölçmeye çalışıyordum.garip birşeydi 35 yaşındaydım ve 16 yaşındaki eşimin erkek kardeşinin kızınını arzulamıştım .. Hiçbir tepki vermemişti ,gerçi ileride gitmemiştim henüz ama niyeti bozmuştum. bir süre sonra sakarya escort bayan durdum ve elimi farkında değilmişim gibi sol göğsünün üstüne koydum, dakikalarca kıpırdatmadım elimi. hala tepkisini ölçmeye çalışıyordum hani “enişte elini ordan çekermisin” gibi yada belki bunu söyleyemez dizimden kalkardı. ama hala dizimde yatıyordu ve devam ediyorduk konuşmaya.. bir süre sonra önce göğsündeki elimin sadece bir parmağını oynatmaya başladım.tepki yoktu. sonra parmağımı göğüs ucunda halkalar çizerek oynatmaya başladım. göğüs ucu büyümüştü parmağımla çok rahat hissedebiliyordum, tepki vermiyordu ama hala korkuyordum.uzun bir süre göğüs başını okşadım öyle bu arada sohbet arasında göğüslerinde baya büyümüş dedim. “büyüyolar işte enişte” dedi gülerek. bundan cesaret aldım ve elimi tişörtünün altından içeri soktum yavaşça ve az önce tişörtün üzerinden sadece bir parmağımla okşayabildiğim sol göğsünün üzerine koydum avcumu. sıcacıktı ve göğüs ucunu hissetmek beni çıldırtmıştı. o hala sohbete devam ediyordu,ilginçti. acaba aklımı ermiyordu ne yaptığıma? masum birşeymi sanıyordu? belkide onu herzamanki gibi sevdiğimi düşünüyordu. sol göğsünün tamamen avucuma alıp okşamaya sonrada basbaya yoğurmaya başladım. sonra diğer göğsüne geçtim küçük müçüktü ama avcumu dolduruyorlardı.yüzünde değişik bir hal başladı, mayışmıştı . hoşuna gidiyormu diye sordum evet güzel dedi. bir süre göğüslerini okşadıktan sonra elimi göbeğine , bir süre göbeğini okşadıktan sonrada şortunun sakarya escort içine soktum yavaş hareketlerle. elimi şortuna sokunca utandı ve yapma enişte gibi birşeyler söyledi ama onu dinleyecek halde değildim ve sakin olmasını yine hoşuna gideceğini söyledim.kilodunun üzerinden elledim önce amını ve bir süre öyle okşadım. elimi içeri sokmama izin varmı dedim.olur dedi. yavaşça soktum elimi kilodundan içeri. kılları yeni kesmişti ama zaten kıl gibi değmiyordu elime kıldan çok tüylerini yeni kesmişti demek daha doğru olur sanırım.öyle okşadım bir süre,sonra amının dudaklarını ayırdım bir parmağımla. ıslanmıştı.. dudaklarını ısırıyordubu arada benim yarak çoktaan dikilmiş şortumu zorlar olmuştu.başıda yarağıma çok yakındı .amının dudaklarını parmağımla ayırmış deli gibi okşuyordum. onunda yüz ifadesi değişmişti. gözlerini kapatmış, dudaklarını ısırıyordu ben amını parmakladıkça. dudaklarını ısırdığını gördüğüm anda artık korkacak birşey kalmadığını anladım ve o dudaklarını ısırırken boştaki elimle elini tutup sikimi tutturdum . hiç birşey demedi. artık ben amını parmakladıkça sadece dudaklarını ısırmıyor her kasıldıkça sikimi sıktırıyordu eliyle. iyice çılgına döndüm. eşim gelmek üzereydi . mutfağa geçelim dedim. ayağa kalktık ve o önde ben arkada mutfağa geçtik. perdeleri çekere çekmez onu kendime çektim ve dudaklarını emmeye başladım. acemiydi ama bir süre sonra karşılık vermeye başladı . kucağıma alıp mutfak tezgahına oturttum onu . hala öpüşüyorduk serdivan escort tişörtünü yukarı sıyırmış göğüslerini yoğuruyordum biryandanda . dudaklarını bırakıp göğüslerine eğildim. ilkkez görüyordum.muhteşemlerdi. Önce meme uçlarını öpmeye başladım o kadar güzeldiki göğüsleri ağzıma tamamını alıp emmeye başladım. biraz onu biraz diğerini..göğüslerini emerken oda saçlarımı okşuyordu. kucağıma çektim ve şortunu indirip tekrar mutfak tezgahına oturttum. Bacaklarını ayırmaya çalıştıkça kapatmaya çalışıyordu. utanıyordu sanırım. ama göğüslerinden öpe öpe göbeğine , oradanda kasıklarına inince kendiliğinden ayırdı bacaklarını.kafamı kaldırıp baktım harika bir amı vardı,ufacık.bacaklarını omzuma aldım ve dilimi uzattım mis gibi tüysüz amına. dilimle amının dudaklarını ayırdığımda amının su içinde kaldığını hissettim.sırılsıklamdı amı . yalamaya doymuyordum .bir yandanda bacaklarını ve göğüslerini okşuyordum. dilimi her içine sokuşumda saçlarımı çekiştirmeye başlamıştı.bacaklarını biraz daha kaldırıp götünü yalamaya başladım. oda çıldırmıştı iyice ve dilimle götünün çevresinde halkalar çizdikçe kalçalarını kıvırmaya başlamıştı.daha sonra dilimi götüne sokup çıkarmaya başladım ve bir süre sonra onu mutfak tezgahından indirip diz çökmesini sağlayıp sikimi çıkardım. ilk defa gördüğünü ve ne yapması gerektiğini sordu masumca. onu yalamasını ve emmesini söyledim. sikimin başındaki sıvıyı sildi önce ve yalamaya başladı.delirmiştim . sonra ağzına almaya başladı kocaman sikimi ama sadece başını alabildi.sıcacıktı dudakları,ateş gibi yanıyordu sikimin başı .şimdilik bu kadar arkadaşlar. gerisini merak ettiğinizi biliyorum ama boşuboşunada yorulmak istemiyorum. yayınlanırsa devamını yazmaya çalışacağım.Gönderen: eniste

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Friday started out as any other day. Get up, get dressed, go to work. Same old same old. Ever since we got married two years ago it’s been the same routine. And now there is a baby on the way so the pressure is really on to keep that routine. Doctor’s visits and baby supplies don’t pay for themselves you know. I took a job at the local rock quarry, which isn’t a glamorous job but I really enjoy it. It’s fairly close to home and most of the year it is just me out there. My wife, Katie, is planning on just being a stay-at-home mom so it’s up to me to keep the family going financially.

On this particular day though, the normal routine was about to take a very interesting swing. I had just arrived at work and had made my usual inspection of the quarry. A few trucks came in and as usual I loaded them up and sent them on their way. By nine in the morning I was sitting up in the office when I looked out the window and saw some snowflakes beginning to fall. So I turned on the radio to the local station and the radio announcer was giving the day’s forecast. Snow, and lot’s of it, was scheduled to fall to the ground today.

Remembering that my wife had her monthly doctor’s appointment today I called home to see if she had left yet. She is seeing a doctor in the nearest city which is an hour away. There was no answer at home so I tried her cell phone. “Hiya sweetie” Katie answered in her always chipper voice.

“Hi hun” I said, “Where are you at now?”

“Im sitting in the waiting room at the doc’s office. Why?”

“Well I just heard that the weather is supposed to turn nasty and it sounds like the roads are supposed to be treacherous later this morning.”

“Oh no” she said. “You know I hate driving when the weather is nasty out.” “Yeah I know. Call me before you leave and let me know how the weather is up there. If it’s really bad out maybe you should call your Uncle John and see if he could pick you up and let you hang out there till it’s ok to travel again.”

“Yeah that’s a great idea. I’ve been wanting to go see him and Aunt Viv for awhile anyway.”

“Ok well don’t forget to call before you leave” I said.

“Ok sweetie. Talk to you later. Love ya.”

“Love you too.”

I no more than hung up the phone when I looked outside and the snow was really starting to come down. A few moments later and the phone rang. It was my boss up at the main office. He told me that since the weather wasn’t looking too promising to go ahead and lock up and call it a day. Looking back outside I was wishing he had called about twenty minutes sooner. It was really picking up now and the wind was really blowing. So I went out and put the loader in the shop and locked up the office and slowly began making my way home. What is usually just a ten minute drive turned into a half hour ride from hell. The wind was blowing the snow so bad that at times it was hard to see the road.

Just as I was reaching town my cell phone rang. It was Katie. So I pulled into the first gas station I came to and answered the phone.

“Hi hun, your doctor visit done already?”

“Yeah and everything checked out ok. Me and the baby are doing wonderful.” “Great. Im on my way home right now. The boss called and told me to call it a day. Im glad he did ‘cuz I’m not sure if I’d a made it home if I’d a had to stay all day. How’s the weather up there?”

“Well, I’ll put it this way. I’m sitting in Uncle John’s truck right now heading to his place. I called him after I talked to you and he said there was no way he was going to let me drive back in this kind of weather.”

“He always was my favorite in-law” I said, although events later in the day would prove me a liar.

“Yeah he sure is a sweetheart,” she said with a giggle, “oh by the way I forgot to tell you that mom was going to drop a new crib off today. I’ve been trying to call her to tell her to try another day because of the weather but I’ve been unable to reach her. So if she is out today she may be stopping by this afternoon.”

“Well I hope she’s not out right now in this damn weather. It’s getting pretty dangerous down here.”

“Yeah I hope so too. But you know Mom, once she’s planned on doing something she follows through no matter what.”

“Yeah I know. Well thanks for the heads up. I guess I should expect her this afternoon then.”

“Your welcome sweetie. Hey we just got to Uncle John’s house so I’m going to get off here. Be careful getting home and tell mom I said hi. Love you.”

“I’ll do that and tell John and Viv I said hi and thanks for looking out after my angel. Love you too.”

“I’ll call you tonite” Katie said blowing me a kiss thru the phone. I hung up the phone and continued my trek across town to get home.

Once home I got out of my work clothes and into some sweats and sweatshirt. I headed to the kitchen and since it was lunch time decided to throw a frozen pizza into the oven to eat. As I was waiting for it to cook I went over illegal bahis and checked the answering machine. Two messages were there. The first was from Donna, Katie’s mom. Katie was right. Donna was out buying a crib for her first grandchild. She said she’d probably be here after lunch sometime. The second message was from Donna also. She had just left the store and getting ready to head this way. She was still in the neighboring town about 20 miles from here and said that the snow was falling pretty bad but was sure her Explorer would be fine and that she would be here in just a while.

Stubborn woman, I thought to myself. Im glad that quality didn’t get passed on to Katie. It’s not like we needed the crib right at this minute. Oh well. I grabbed some pizza and went and sat down in front of the tv.

After finishing lunch and flipping thru channels, realizing there is really nothing on tv in the middle of the day I finally stopped on Sportscenter to catch up on some sports news. I laid back on the couch and must have dozed off because a while later I was woke up by the doorbell. I went to the door but before I got there Donna was already pushing the door open to get in out of the cold.

“C’mon in Mom” I said to her.

“Well Hello Jacob im surprised to see you home.” She always called me Jacob even though I go by Jake. I think it is a control thing on her part.

“Yeah I got sent home from work today because of the weather. Which reminds me, what in the world are you doing out on a day like today.”

“Well I told Katie that I was going out to get the crib for the baby and well when I left this morning the weather sure wasn’t like this.”

“Yeah Katie said you’d be stopping by.”

“Where is Katie” she said glancing around the room.

“She had her doctor’s appointment today and the weather got bad before she left so she’s gonna crash at your sister’s till she can make it home.”

“Yeah that’s a good idea. I probably shouldn’t go back out in this weather either.”

“Well mom you know you can stay here if you’d like. Take your coat off and have a seat.”

“Well Jacob that’s awfully sweet of you” she said as she took off her black leather coat that went down just below her knees.

Taking her coat from her I gave her a quick once over to see what she was wearing. Under her coat she was wearing a light blue button up blouse with a floral print skirt that went right below her knees as well, along with some dark tan hose covering her firm legs and a pair of high heels. Why she wore those on a day like today I’ll never know. I noticed from the first time I met her that she always made it a point to look her very best everytime she left the house. Donna’s husband had died during the first Gulf War and from what Katie has told me she has always took pride in the way she looks, even more so after becoming widowed.

Hanging her coat up I said “Well Mom make yourself comfy, from the sounds of it this storm isn’t going to let up anytime soon.”

She thanked me and went and sat on the sofa, propping her legs up onto the sofa, slipping off her heels and as I suggested she did in fact make herself comfy. Laying on her side resting on her left arm with her legs crossed at her ankles, her skirt had slid up above her knees a few inches. Her dark brown hair was hanging off her shoulders. It was at this time that I suddenly got aroused for the first time from looking at my wife’s mother. She grabbed the clicker and began flipping thru channels. I decided that I should probably leave the room so she didn’t notice my cock beginning to bulge through my sweats.

As I was walking towards the kitchen she said “Jacob could you be a doll and grab me something to drink.”

“Sure thing mom” I said as I headed into the kitchen. Damn, I thought to myself, I’ve got a raging hard-on over the woman I just called mom. Well she’s not MY mom now is she, I tried reasoning with myself. Still none the less I’m married to her daughter, whom I love very much. But, I remembered, she isn’t here. I reached into the fridge and grabbed a beer for myself and remembering my mother-in-laws taste I made her a screwdriver. I tried calming myself down a bit. My heart was racing and I swear all the blood was being diverted straight to my cock. I knew there was no going limp for a bit now so I just adjusted myself hoping maybe she wouldn’t notice my bulging cock. Or maybe she would.

I walked back into the room and handed her her drink. She thanked me and I went and sat down, crossing my legs so as to better hide my hard cock from her view. The problem was though that the chair I had picked was at the opposite end of the couch, down towards her legs, so that when I looked at her I could see her hose covered legs and if she made any adjustments at all possibly even up her skirt, which really didn’t help my hard-on go away. She started talking about the shopping she did for the baby today and other small talk that eventually helped my illegal bahis siteleri manhood go to a more comfortable size.

After we both finished our drinks I went to the kitchen to grab another round. On my way back in the phone rang. It was Katie. We talked for a while about the day and her doctor’s appointment. She thought that from the weather reports she’d heard that she might be stuck at her aunt and uncle’s for most all of the weekend. I was really disappointed to hear that because I was really horny and was hoping she’d be home sooner than that so I could really release my sexual frustration with her. After talking for a while she wanted to talk to her mother. So they talked for what seemed like forever. Katie was Donna’s only child and this was going to be her first grandchild so you could imagine what the conversation consisted of. Telling Katie of all the things she had bought for the baby. By the time they had finished talking it had just gotten dark out. By then I had had six beers in me and Donna had just finished her third drink. I got back on the phone and said my goodnights to Katie and told her I would talk to her in the morning.

Donna then mentioned that she sure was hungry. I was beginning to get hungry too. I followed her into the kitchen, staring up and down her body as we went in, admiring her very nice ass. Man she sure has kept in shape I thought to myself. I knew she was a member of a fitness club and from the looks of her body she must have frequented the place regularly. She opened one of the cupboards and had to get on her tippy toes to see what was on the top shelf. As she did so I couldn’t help but notice her ass tighten up and her breasts heave forward from her shirt. Oh shit I thought as I once again became instantly aroused. I tried to casually adjust my cock but as I did she turned towards me, catching me in mid-adjustment. She glanced down for just an instant before realizing what she had just seen. Both are faces turned a deep red color in embarassment. I mentioned ordering Chinese and that I would go get it, knowing the cold outside would no doubt shrink my member in an instant plus get me away from this embarassing situation if only for a little while. I asked her if she would call it in and I would go grab it. The place was only down the street and I could surely make it that far in the snow. She said that was fine with her. She went and got the keys to her Explorer and told me to take it that it would do better in the snow than my little car would. So I threw a coat and my boots on and headed out the door as she made the call to put in the order.

On the drive down to the restaurant my mind was racing with the feelings I had been having about Donna. Wondering what went through her mind as she saw my cock bulging through my pants. I had to quit thinking these thoughts because my cock was still hard as a rock. Thank God my coat went down low enough to cover the bulge or I don’t think I could have went in and got our food. Finally on the way home my hard-on had subsided and I went back into the house with the food.

Walking into the house sitting the food down and shedding my coat and boots I looked up and noticed that Donna had changed clothes. She was now wearing a pair of Katie’s pajama’s which fit Donna pretty damned good since Katie had inherited her mother’s figure. She was sitting on the couch Indian style.

“I called Katie and asked if I could borrow some of her clothes to wear since I’d be staying here for the night.” Jumping up off the couch she said “What do you think” as she spun around modeling off the pj’s.

“Looks just as good on you as it does on Katie” I said with help from the beers that I had drank.

“Awwww Jacob your such a sweetheart. No wonder Katie fell in love with you. Now bring me that food before I wither away and die.” she said with a giggle, reminding me of Katie’s giggle. “I grabbed us some more drinks to go with supper. Now sit down here and let’s eat” she said while sitting back down on the couch and patting the seat next to her, motioning me to sit beside her. I did and we sat and ate our food and talked about work and Katie and the baby.

After we had finished eating I got up to clean up our mess from supper. She jumped to her feet and said “No No let me do it. It’s the least I could do since you went out in the cold and got it.” As she manuevered past me I swear I felt her hand rub along the front of my sweats, gently brushing my cock for an instant. “Now just have a seat and I’ll have this cleaned up in a jiffy.” I sat back down on the couch as she cleaned up the remains of supper.

When she came back in she had another round of drinks and handed me my beer. “Here you go hun” she said while handing me the beer and plopping back down on the couch. I had already had enough to drink to loosen my inhibitions and apparently so had she because she leaned back and threw her legs onto my lap. “Could you be a doll and rub my feet for me. All the walking canlı bahis siteleri around the store in those heels really took a toll on them.

Staring down at her feet I took one in my hand and slowly yet firmly began to massage them. “You have really nice feet Mo–er–Donna” I said not feeling comfortable calling her mom anymore.

“Thank you Jacob. Katie tells me you give really incredible massages and from what I can tell so far she was right.” I heard a slight moan come from her lips as she laid her head back on the arm of the couch. I looked towards her and admired the shape of her tits pushing out across the fabric of the pajama top she was wearing. The contact I was making with her skin as I was rubbing her right foot was getting me fully aroused in no time at all. As I switched to her left foot her right foot made contact with my cock through my sweats. Almost instictively it began slowly rubbing across it. Another moan came out of Donna’s lips. As I looked toward Donna again she had moved her hands up to her breasts and began slowly and seductively rubbing her tits.

I paused for a moment to reposition myself so that I was sitting facing Donna with my legs on either side of her. I began massaging her calves through the pj bottoms. She looked up at me and said in perhaps the sexiest voice I have ever heard “You can remove those if they are in your way.” So I reached up and pulled at the waistband of the pj’s and slowly pulled them down her legs. Removing them completely and throwing them to the side I looked back up at her to see her sexy white string bikini style panties. I could tell from looking at them that she trimmed herself really well around her pussy, only leaving a patch of hair at the top of her pussy, the exact same way Katie did. Oh shit, I thought, Katie. What would she do if she found out about what we were doing. I was really past the point of stopping because I was so aroused that I wanted to fuck Donna right here and now. But I thought I would give her my absolute best performance. So I continued my massage on her legs. Slowly moving farther up her legs but not yet making any contact with the part that I knew she wanted me to rub.

As I was massaging her inner thighs Donna’s feet were both doing a number on my still clothed cock which was harder at this point than it may have ever been. She would occasionally take her toes and reach for my balls, giving them a gentle rub as well. All the while her head was tilted back over the arm of the couch and her moans kept becoming more frequent. Her hands were slowly working the buttons on her pj top and when she unbuttoned the last one her top fell open and the most perfect set of tits were now in plain view. Unbelievably firm for a woman of 46, and incredibly big. Nearly twice as big as Katie’s were. Those were obviously one thing that she hadn’t passed on to her only daughter. I was having a hard time not just jumping her bones right then and there, but what was the hurry right. I worked my hands a bit further up her legs, coming to the crease where her legs met and working back up to the top of her legs towards her waist, gently letting my thumbs rub across the fabric of her panties covering her moistening pussy, which was now becoming visible thru the white fabric. She began almost rhythmically thrusting her hips in the air, as if I was already fucking her and she was moving up to meet my thrusts.

“Oh God Jacob, you are definitely an expert at giving massages.” she said looking up at me with a serious case of “fuck me eyes.” Her eyes I noticed were the prettiest color of green I’ve ever seen. A shade or two lighter than my wife’s eyes. On that cue I grasped the string on her panties with both hands and pulled them off her wet pussy, down her legs and threw them on the floor as well. Staring down at her pussy for a moment before she said “Touch it Jacob. Please touch it” as she spread her legs wider for me to get an excellent view. “No one’s touched it except for me since my husband died nearly 15 years ago” she said with a look of sheer desperation in her eyes. Holy Shit!! I thought to myself. 15 years without a man’s touch. She’s gonna have a lot of sexual frustration built up. Plus this pussy has gotta be tighter than hell.

Hearing her nearly begging me to touch her pussy gave me an idea. I’d drive her crazy by not touching it and continuing with the massage until she was nearly ready to explode with lust. I grabbed her hands and pulled her up till she was sitting. I then ran my hands down to her waist and began running them up her sides, grabbing her pj top as I went up and raising her arms and pulling the top completely off of her. I then ran my hands back down her arms very softly, down around her back and up to the back of her head, all the while looking deep into her light green eyes. At that moment our heads moved close together and our lips touched for the first time. She instictively parted my lips with her tongue and gently searched out my own tongue which was more than willing to dance with hers. Her hands moved around me and pulled my shirt off over my head. Then she moved even closer to me until her breasts were rubbing alongside my chest, her nipples protruding out because of her state of arousal.

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Every time I closed my eyes to sleep Elliot dominated my dreams. It was almost the same reoccurring dream I had about him. In my dream, I was in a room with Someone and the person was wearing one of those white fluffy bathrobes with their back turned to me. I immediately recognized Elliot by his full blond locks and call out his name.

At first, he ignored me and then slowly let the bathrobe slip off his delicate shoulders pass his ass and down to the floor. Pale soft skin came to display. He turned around for me to see him in all his naked glory. His round rosy nipples were erect, begging to be pulled and twitched. His small boyish frame looked lean with all the right muscles at the right places. The urge to roam my hands all over his body and watch him squirm and beg for more overcame me. His cock slowly started to lengthen to its full mast, demanding to be sucked dry of all the cum in his balls.

“I’ve been waiting for you, Daddy. I’ve been a very, very bad boy since you left for work.” He innocently confessed to me whiles trapping his bottom lip with his teeth.

Elliot walked seductively, swaying his hips from side to side to my bed and laid down so that I had him in my full view. His legs spread widely before me whilst I watched him transfix. My cock throbbed from watching him roam his own hands all over his body sensually. His moans rang through my ears, sounding like a beautiful music. His hand moved between his legs and he took his dick in his hand, rubbing and masturbating it. My own prick swelled and leaked profusely at Elliot’s wanton behaviour.

He continued his seduction by lifting his legs in the air towards his chest, almost bending himself in half. Both his hands wandered to his ass cheeks, spreading them apart to show me his tiny pink hole which was winking at me. One hand moved to his cherry lips, I watched hypnotize as he sucked on them excitedly, coating his fingers with enough saliva and then moving his wet finger back to his rosy rosebud to enter himself. He played with the rim of his hole, moaning his delight and encircling it rapidly. Then he harshly entered a finger in his puckered hole, looking at me with lust filled hooded eyes.

“Fuuuucck!” I groaned and his eyes rolled back into his head as a pleasure reflex. “Just like that, baby boy. Abuse your pussy for me!” I urged him on, and he obliged by fingering himself harder and quicker, his finger moving in a blur in and out of his hole. I heard him sob at the unbearable bliss mixed with pain he was giving himself. Later he spread his cheeks again for me to see how his hole gaped wide and then closed back to its tiny form.

“I’m all ready for you, Daddy! ….. Punish me for being such a bad boy and fuck me hard!” He pleaded bitterly. I adhered to his pleas and walked over to him on the bed. As soon as I bent down, spit at least three times on his hole and ready to enter him, I woke up from my sex dream with a throbbing and leaking cock!……. How fucking rude and cruel!

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“I’ll call you tomorrow, Elli.” It was the last thing I said to Elliot after kissing his cheeks tenderly before we went our separate ways. That was three weeks ago, and I didn’t honour my promise to him. Work was so demanding, yet I knew that alone couldn’t be the reason. We all had twenty-four hours in a day and if you were a priority to someone, they would make time for you. Elliot was ‘somewhat’ of a priority to me, but I forced myself to forget him which turned out to be impossible and a disaster.

At the age of just 28, I have been able to accomplish a lot and was at the peak of my career, so I wasn’t ready to settle down. My job was stressful, so instead of doing drugs like others did, my stress reliver was fucking whoever and wherever I wanted. I mean Elliot didn’t strike me as one of those people who will be annoying and demanding when dating him, but I wasn’t ready to risk it. Certainly, he was hurting from my silent treatment and wondering why I haven’t called him. He was probably blaming himself for it. God! …… I’m such an asshole!

It wasn’t love at first sight when I first saw Elliot. It was just raw lust. There was something different about him that drove me wild though I couldn’t put my finger on it. Maybe it was him being so shy that made me want to unleash the dirty little slut I knew he kept hidden deep down. Or maybe it was the intensity and emotions in his eyes that communicated his thoughts more than he used his words. I could feel and see it in his eyes how much he wanted me.

It’s normal for grown men to be shy, introverted and have anxiety. Not everyone I have met so far in life was outgoing and bubbly. Elliot was one of those shy people. He could sit and listen without saying much yet it wasn’t lost on me that he had a beautiful mind. It was the brilliant ideas he would chip in every now and then during a conversation with his friends or his possession of random facts about many things.

The way Elliot presented himself and illegal bahis his preppy clothes easily gave it away that he was well of and came from old money. Even the way he held his wine glass and gestured at things had something old school and aristocratic about it. There was an air of Elegance surrounding him in everything he did. That evening I watched him interact with his friends and realized that he was very well spoken for his young age.

Elliot was the star of my jerk off sessions for the past three weeks. I just wanted his pretty lips wrapped around my big black cock so that I could roughly fuck his mouth whilst he watched me with those intense blue eyes with saliva dribbling down his chin and neck. I needed to force him on all fours, spit on his tiny pink asshole for lubrication and fuck him impossibly hard and deep as he screams and moans my name all night long …… Jesus Christ! Only Elliot could bring that side out of me …. Fuck! I had the need to manhandle and take care of him at the same time. Did that even make sense? My mind was made up to call him the next day so that I could finally bang him hard out of my system.

Tonight, I had a charity event to attend which was hosted by one of my clients. I dressed up in a suit like it was expected for such events and drove myself there. It was a good way to socialize and find new clients. Where else would you find the rich and famous all gathered at one spot? I arrived at the location and the Mansion was huge. In a perfect world, one family alone shouldn’t be allowed to own such a huge property. This is what separated the wealthy from the rich.

I showed my invitation at the main gate and could enter. The valet met me in front of the house and took my car away. Inside the mansion was very spacious with people everywhere in small groups, mingling and conversing with one another. Everybody was dressed in their fancy clothes, the women in beautiful elegant gowns and the men in impeccable suits. The guests were chatting and laughing away happily with drinks in their hands. I made it a point to meet the host who happened to be my most important and valuable client first and then have drinks later.

On my way to find Mr. Walton, I stopped here and there to greet people I knew. A group of old men wanted to involve me in a political debate that I had no interest in. My dad thought me to avoid this kind of topics at events because your views and beliefs, when it didn’t coincide with that of your listeners, could cost you clients. I was beating around the bush on one topic as not to offend anyone till the host himself found me.

“Michael I’m glad you came” Only my clients called me by my first name Michael.

“Mr. Walton thanks for the invitation. Everything looks amazing and I’m glad to be here.” I lied. Seriously, most people here were faking and pretending to be good people.

“Gentlemen please let me borrow him for a while” Mr. Walton didn’t even wait for their response as he pulled me away and I was grateful for his rescue.

“I would like you to meet my son. He has to take over a business deal for me and I’ll be happy if you could assist him with your expertise” He explained.

“Of course, Mr. Walton.” Another rich kid who gets to play ‘businessman’ with daddy’s money and I was lucky enough to babysit them ……. Great! Don’t get me wrong, it was good money. Mr. Walton and I walked up the stairs where many guests were present too and drinking away.

“Martha have you seen Elliot?” As soon I heard the name my heart started pounding loudly in my chest, my feet became heavy as they dragged along to follow Mr Walton. I was trying but failing miserably to calm myself down.

“Elliot there you are. I want you to meet Michael, my lawyer and a very young savvy businessman. He will be assisting you with the Project I talked to you about.” Elliot turned around and we both stared at each other far longer than necessary until I broke the silence.

“It’s nice to meet you Elliot. I’m looking forward to working with you.” I kicked myself internally as soon as I saw the hurt flashed in his eyes. I couldn’t let his dad know that I was sexually involved with him. The Waltons were so rich and influential that there was a chance that his Father, the Patriarch of the family, could totally ruin my career if he wasn’t happy with me being with his son, yet those damn eyes of Elliot held so much hurt and animosity in them that I was uncomfortable with my decision.

“Likewise, Michael” His voice was chilling cold. If he didn’t resent me for not calling him, he sure as hell hated my black ass now.

“Dad, I have to get ready for my performance. May I be excused?” He didn’t even bother to look at me or address me.

“Of course! Good luck, Elli” Mr Walton said to him and kissed his cheek. Oh, he was his Father’s darling too! ……. Fuck!

Elliot left us without another word to me. I felt horrible for being the cause of his pain. Everything Mr. Walton said afterwards flew pass illegal bahis siteleri my ears. For the life of me I couldn’t pay attention to anything he was saying. I just wanted to hug Elliot and take away all his anguish. Pulling myself together, I confidently excused myself from Mr. Walton midsentence and quickly followed Elliot.

I saw Elliot turned to a corner to a long quiet hallway, away from the people and the party and entered a room. None of the guests were paying any attention to me so I took long strides and followed behind him. Turning the knob on the room he entered, I realized the door was locked. I knocked on it and waited. Movement inside the room could be heard till the door flew opened to reveal an annoyed Elliot. His eyes were puffy and bloodshot, revealing that he must have been crying …… such a sensitive guy!

“Hey Elli” I said turning on the charm and leaning on the doorframe, yet he said nothing. “Are you mad at me?” I whispered after a long silence.

“Why should I?” He questioned and his voice was still devoid of any emotion.

“C’mon! You’re mad I didn’t call and I’m sure me pretending not to know you in front of your dad didn’t make my case any better.”

“You told me you’ll call tomorrow. Three weeks have gone by already, but maybe in the dimension where you live tomorrow hasn’t come yet.” He shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly.

I couldn’t stop the laughter that tore out of me at his statement and I saw a small smile grace his beautiful face. Suddenly, I felt an urge to do something, to comfort him, but also myself. In a moment I pressed my lips against his, felt his body loosen and his arms touch my shoulders. I pulled back from the kiss and chuckled, then we hovered right there …… quite soundless for so long, simply feeling each other’s presence.

“I’m sorry, Baby Boy!” I said and he let out a shaky sigh. He began to chew on his bottom lip nervously.

I pounced on him again with a kiss and pushed him into the room. The room turned out to be a decent and well decorated bathroom. As I pulled away from the kiss, I saw that his eyes were still closed. He slowly opened those ocean blue eyes and they were full of life and uncertainty.

“Am I forgiven now?” I asked and he nodded with a smile on his lips, looking down to the floor. Elliot looked like he wanted to run so I turned around and locked the door behind me.

“Am I making you nervous, Elli?” He nodded affirmatively and still wouldn’t look at me.

“Should I leave you alone?” He shook his head no.

Swiftly, I picked him up and placed him on the gleaming granite countertop between the two sinks. I moved between his legs and kissed him again.

“You’re so damn responsive and easy to tease.” I said. His eyes betrayed how aroused he was. “Fucking slut!” I whispered it in his ears and licked the shell of his ear.

“I can’t help it when you kiss and touch me like that.” He whispered back and I chuckled.

“You look delicious in your suit.” I kissed him briefly on his lips and continued. “I want to use your tie to bind your hands together and do unspeakable things to you till you scream my name and beg me to make you cum.” His breathing quickened at my words. “Would you let me?” I lazily trailed my lips down his neck with occasional butterfly kisses. He began to moan and groan. The goal was to drive him so crazy that he will lose his shyness.

“I have to perform soon.” He whispered and I knew he didn’t want me to stop. He wasn’t convincing at all.

“At what time?” He thought hard before saying at 10 pm.

Checking my watch, I was aware that we had 30 minutes before his piano recital. I took a few steps away from him to study him. His luscious lips were reddened and swollen from our kisses. They were parted slightly as he breathed hard through them. A beautiful blush shade was forming on his cheeks and neck. His hair was tousled from me running my hands through them too much. Elliot looked ready to be devoured.

“I wish I could control myself better around you, but when I see you all I want to do is rip your cloths off and fuck you!” I confessed and he gasped.

“You can use me any way you want but first let me suck your cock! …… Papi please” Elliot said innocently and a huge gooey glob of precum oozed out of my hard and weeping dick. Shit I wasn’t even sure if I had not cum in my briefs hearing him say that.

“No, Elli!” He was shocked and disappointed.

“What? ….. Why? …..” His frustration was apparent in his questioning and I thought he was so fucking adorable. I walked back between his legs again and rubbed his thighs to calm him down.

“Come home with me tonight, Baby Boy” He glanced at me and his eyes widened when he realized I was serious. My request surprised me too. He was getting to me and I was slowly losing my balance with him. “I promise not to touch you if you don’t want me to!” I tried to reassure and convince him, but I guess he saw right through my canlı bahis siteleri bullshit by raising an eyebrow at me as a response.

“Okay fine. You’re definitely getting thoroughly fucked if you say yes and come home with me.” I revealed my plans to him.

“I can’t go out like this to perform! I need to cum or else I will be a nervous wreck on stage and probably embarrass myself.” He was rambling. “Please, Please, Please, Pleeeeaaase! Papi” Elliot whispered softly. Him calling me Papi unleashed something primal in me.

For the first time he took the lead my holding my head in his hands and begging me with his eyes. He proceeded to kiss me so sweetly on the lips that my inside turned to mush.

“Alright! I’m feeling very generous tonight. Tell you what?” He was listening attentively like I was going to quiz him afterwards. “If you agree to come home with me tonight, I promise to fulfil all your needs right now.”

“Deal!” I’m sure he didn’t even contemplate my offer or maybe he thought about it with his cock. He hopped down from the countertop, helped me out of my jacket first before shrugging out of his own too. Elliot took his time to unbutton my dress shirt. He looked dazed trailing his fingers on my pecs and down to my abs.

“You’re so beautifully ripped.” He said and gradually went down on his knees. He quickly unbuckled my belt with shaky hands to free my erect wet cock. He stared at it longingly as it pulsed and jolted visibly in his soft hands. As if in a trance, Elliot used his hands to jerk me and watched fascinated every time precum oozed out of my cock. Its like he was milking me, and my knees buckled. I had to plant my palm firmly on the countertop for support.

He traced his tongue gently on my manhood following the veins on it from the base to the tip, my cock will visually jump at his tortuous action and leak a glob of spunk and he’ll catch it with his tongue at the tip. He repeated that from another side by twisting his head in different ways and licking all around my cock. After a while he started focussing on just the tip. He kissed and licked around it, driving me insane before tightening his lips on just the crown of my cock and sucking hard on it. That boy was skilled with his mouth and his enthusiasm for the act of sucking dick was unmatched by none other I have encountered so far.

“Fuuuck!” I moaned and grab a chunk of his hair and pushed him down on my throbbing dick.

He did not fight me, but rather surrendered and opened his eyes to stare at me. Inch by inch he swallowed my cock in his warm mouth whiles I gazed back at him with admiration. A sense of proudness washed over me as he could take me further down his throat than anybody has ever been able to do before gaging. I held still and combed my hand affectionately through his soft hair and caressed his cheek.

Elliot looked so sexy with his mouth full of half of my cock. I continued to feed him my dick and watched his eyes water, but I kept going. He blinked rapidly and was heavily breathing warmly on the rest of my cock through his nose, so I stopped again and held still. Nothing is more beautiful than a man on his knees with his mouth full of cock and seeing in their eyes that they were loving it.

I resumed filling his mouth with my cock, wanting him to take all of me. Recognizing the determination in his eyes made me feed him more of my thick black cock, knowing well that he could take all of me. I just had to groom slutty Elliot to my liking, and he was willing to prove himself to me, so I continued. It took a while, but he was finally able to get all of me in him, stretching his mouth to the maximum. His throat swallowed deliciously around my dick.

“Abso-fucking-lutely beautiful” The compliment came out easily. Tears fell rapidly from his eyes running down his enflamed cheeks and my thighs. I held him there for a while till he tapped on my thighs, signalling me to pull out because he needed air. I slowly pulled out completely and he took in a huge breath and then started coughing with saliva dripping down his chin.

“Again, Papi” He requested, and I complied. My whole body was tingling. I could see it in his eyes that he was loving it. He was able to fill his mouth with all 10 inches of me again. We repeated it over and over again until I lost control and needed to cum.

“Fuck my mouth now, Papi”. He begged pathetically with his hoarse voice, I held his hair tight in my hands and started pumping my cock roughly in his mouth. He was making gaging noises as I ram his mouth, but I didn’t care. He might have asked for more than he could take, and I just wanted to cum.

More saliva drippled down on my dick to my balls as I pumped harder and he kept fiercely tapping on my thighs, but I ignored him, lost in my own pleasure. After a few minutes I roughly pulled out and he desperately filled his lungs with air whiles coughing. His eyes were red from watering so much. I let him catch his breath before crouching down to his face level and yanked him by his hair. I slapped him across the face, and it surprised me that he moaned loudly.

“Fucking pathetic useless slut!” I said and slapped him again. “Don’t tempt me like that asking for more if you know you can’t take it!”

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I hadn’t heard from Bill or John for about four weeks so I called to see how they were doing. I got hold of John and asked if he and Bill were doing o k. He told me that Bill was out of the country and had been for the last three weeks and he was glad I called as he didn’t have my number. I asked if he would like to get together for lunch or drinks and he suggested the next day, I agreed.

We met at a popular restaurant and had a nice lunch where we talked about every thing but sex. After lunch John asked if I would like to go to his house for a while. I said that was a good idea and that I would follow him, he then told me that his wife was there and asked if I would be comfortable around her. This was a surprise as I didn’t know he was married. I asked why I should be uncomfortable. John told me that Cathy, his wife, knew about his gay activities and she liked to watch, and some times even join in. I said that this was an unexpected situation but that I would not mind her being there.

When we arrived at his home he introduced me to his wife, she is a nice looking woman in her fifties. She is 5’6″ and about 145 pounds with 34D’s and 36″ hips and naturally blond hair. When I first saw her I hoped that she would join us.

John asked what I was drinking and went to get us a beer. Cathy invited me into the den, she asked how I met John and I explained our first meeting. She then asked how I got along with Bill. I replied that the three of us seemed to take an immediate liking to each other and enjoyed each others company. She then asked if I was gay or bi. I told her that I enjoyed women as well as men so I guess I am bi. She told me that she liked to watch men have sex with men. I asked what she liked best and she answered the cock sucking, because this was the one thing she wouldn’t do.

John came in with our drinks; Cathy was having some rum and coke while John and I had beer. Cathy asked John why he hadn’t had me over before now, he explained about losing my number but now he had it in three different places. She said that she wanted to video tape our activities if I didn’t mind. I agreed as long as I got a copy.

With out a word John stood up and removed his clothes, when he was nude he said that the time for talk was over that now it was time for action. I took off my clothes as did Cathy. I was checking her out again now that she was naked; her tits were very appetizing and had that SUCK ME look. John came over and took my cock in his hand and started massaging it. I noticed that he was already hard so I had him sit down and I got between his legs and took him in my mouth. His hard cock felt good as it slipped between my lips, I ran my tongue around the head and got a taste of his pre-cum. As I was sucking him I turned my eyes toward Cathy. She had a video camera and was filming me sucking her husband’s dick. I let his cock slip from my mouth so that I could lick his clean shaven balls. I ran my tongue up his cock and continued to lick the head then sucked the full length back in my mouth as I was massaging his balls. I again glanced at Cathy it was a turn on knowing she was watching me suck her husbands cock. John was getting close to cuming so I started sucking harder, I could feel his cock getting harder and his balls were slipping into his belly. John put his hands on my head and pulled me further down on his cock as he started pumping his cum in my mouth and down my throat. illegal bahis I sucked even harder at this time to make sure I got all of his juices. When his cock stopped jerking and started getting soft I let it slip from my mouth and lay on his belly where I continued to lick it.

Cathy reminded us that we were not alone when she said that she had never seen any one suck a cock like that before and that for a moment she wished she had one for me to suck.

I told her that I could do a pretty good job on a pussy also, to which she replied that I would have to show her how good I was.

John broke in at that and said that it was o k with him if he could suck my cock while I ate her pussy. I couldn’t believe what was happening; we were discussing a 3-some MMF situation where I would have a choice between doing a cock or a pussy. I have always wanted to lick a pussy that was stuffed with a cock and taste both after the guy filled it with cum. I explained my wants to John and Cathy and they were both for it, John also wanted to do Cathy as I fucked her so he asked me to allow him to be first. I thought to my self, Hell this is your wife so you get to set the schedule.

John had me sit on an ottoman and lean back so he could suck on my balls and then moved to take my cock in his mouth, John is a fantastic cocksucker and he got me hard quickly. As soon as I was hard enough John told Cathy to face away from me and sit on my cock, she was well lubricated and I slid in her easily. John was positioned so he could lick us both as Cathy humped my cock. John would lick and suck on my balls then run his tongue up my cock and suck on Cathy’s clit. More than once my cock came out of Cathy and John would take me in his mouth and suck for a moment or two then guide me back in her pussy.

I was in one of my states where I could control myself and not cum until I wanted too. I decided that Cathy was going to have an orgasm before I did. John started licking my asshole after about 25 minuets because he knew from the past that this causes me great pleasure and brings on an orgasm. Cathy started humping faster and reached her climax just as I did. All of a sudden I had my cum, Cathy’s juices and some of her pee running down my ass, John had to lick and suck fast to catch as much of this sex cocktail as he could. My cock started getting soft and slipped from Cathy’s cunt; John took me in his mouth and sucked me dry. He then moved my cock out of his way and sucked Cathy’s pussy clean of all of our cum and her pee. After he finished cleaning Cathy’s cunt John stood and proudly presented his new erection.

I was surprised to see John had recovered so quickly but I was also happy, I was looking forward to eating Cathy while she was being fucked by John. Cathy got in the doggie position and John got behind her as I got beneath her where I could suck both of them at the same time. I watched as John slowly entered Cathy’s willing vagina, when he reached full penetration I ran my tongue over his balls. Cathy pushed back against him trying to get more of his cock inside her. I loved my position directly below her pussy and John’s cock, I could see the way her vagina reacted to the insertion and withdrawal of John’s cock and it was mesmerizing, especially the way her pussy lips clung to his pecker on the back stroke. After a few moments there were some fluids leaking from around John’s cock and the lips of Cathy’s illegal bahis siteleri cunt. This turned out to be a combination of pre-cum, natural vaginal juices and urine, and it had a unique taste that was, in my opinion very good. The harder John fucked her the more her clitoris protruded and the easier it was to suck. I was able to lick the shaft of John’s cock as he worked in and out of his wife’s cunt, he would pull all the way out and enter my mouth after every fifth or sixth stroke. After a while I noticed John’s balls starting to get tight so I knew that he was going to cum at any time. John was moving faster and going deeper in Cathy’s love hole, I was massaging his balls when he let out a moan and started depositing his cum inside his wife. John always shot a large amount of sperm and this was no exception, I counted seven hard contractions then he pulled out of Cathy and entered my open mouth where he spurted six more times. Even though this was the second time he had an orgasm in an hour and a half he filled my mouth with such a large amount of cum that I was lucky not to choke. After he finished draining his balls he removed his cock and kind of fell backwards on the floor. This gave Cathy room enough to put her pussy over my mouth so I could lick and suck her clean. Cathy must have leaked a lot of pee because there was a huge amount of juices flowing from her cunt, of coarse I couldn’t complain because I enjoyed sucking it out.

After this round we all needed a rest, John got us a drink and Cathy put a porno tape in the VCR. This was strictly a gay film; it had five guys doing every thing imaginable to each other. It was only an hour long but it was pretty good and it ended in a daisy chain, After it ended Cathy said that she wanted to watch John and I suck each other and for me to butt fuck John.

John told me that Cathy really got off watching guys suck each other at the same time but her ultimate turn on was watching him get fucked in the ass. Who was I to deprive this lady from seeing her favorite sex acts?

John and I lay on the floor head too toe and took each others cock in our mouth and started sucking. I sucked John in and pulled a strong vacuum on his cock as he started licking my cock. John gives wonderful head; he takes his time and works one area at a time. He will start on your balls then work his way up the shaft, when he gets to the head he really goes to work using his tongue and lips and sometimes his teeth to produce sensations that are unbelievable. It was hard for me to work on John’s cock because what he was doing to me was capturing all my attention. John had sucked my cock before but never like this, I don’t know who had been teaching him but he certainly learned well. John stopped what he was doing and went back to his old style. I was able to resume sucking him; I enjoy wrapping my lips around the shaft of a cock and sucking until I pull a vacuum on it. I can hold this for several minuets and most guys like it, John was no exception. I sucked and licked and played with him until he shot another healthy load in my mouth. After he ejaculated I had him get in the doggie position where I rimmed his asshole to lubricate it then I pushed my dick against anus until I had fully entered him. Cathy got off the chair she was sitting in and got on the floor so she could get a close view of our action. She put her cheek on John’s ass as I pumped my dick in canlı bahis siteleri him as deep as I could. I noticed Cathy was licking her lips every time I withdrew before plunging back into his ass. I decided then that when I started cumming that I would finish inside her mouth. I gently put my hand on the back of Cathy’s head as I approached my climax, I started cumming in John’s ass but quickly withdrew and put my cock in Cathy’s open mouth and let her have the rest of my sperm. Cathy sucked the full length of my cock in her mouth; she then ran her tongue around the head and allowed the rest of my ejaculate to run down her throat.

John knew what was going on behind his back because this was something Cathy had done before and he was thrilled when she did it. After Cathy finished cleaning my cock she licked the cum from John’s asshole and cleaned him. John pulled Cathy to him and gave her a deep kiss.

After this Cathy said she was going to take a bath, as she was leaving the room she gave me a kiss n the cheek and said that I was welcome in their home anytime and she hoped to see me again soon. As I watched her nude body leave I was thinking that next time I wanted to fuck her ass.

John got us another beer and asked if I could stay a while longer? I told him I had no particular place to go and that I enjoyed sitting around nude with another guy, but I had to pee so which way to the closest toilet. John said that there was only one in the house and it was down the hall and Cathy was probably in the tub but she wouldn’t mind me coming in. Finding the bathroom was no trouble as the door was open and Cathy was relaxing in the tub. I asked if it was o k for me to pee and was given her blessing if I would pee on her, this surprised me although it shouldn’t have. I stepped close to the tub and pissed on her big old titties. She rubbed the pee in and thanked me.

When I returned to the den I told John about my experience in the bath. He smiled and said Cathy has always had a thing about being pissed on and he figured she would like it if I did it. I asked when Bill was too return, John said he didn’t know, he had talked to Bill’s wife and she wasn’t sure either. I then asked about Bill’s wife and if she got involved like Cathy. He told me that she only got involved with other women and she and Cathy had a long standing affair going. They enjoyed performing in front of the guys and he would arrange a show if I would like. I told him I would like.

We had consumed about 3 beers each and were still sitting there nude so I reached over and took John’s cock in my hand and leaned forward and sucked him into my mouth. I couldn’t help myself as I have an oral fixation and love sucking a cock or sucking a pussy, since there was only a cock available I settled for it. It took a while to get John hard because of our previous activities, but when I inserted two fingers in his ass he sprang to attention. I was enjoying giving John a slow, easy blowjob; I was teasing his cock head with my tongue as I tickled his asshole with my fingers. Too soon John’s balls started to tighten and it became obvious that he was about to cum. I thought about stopping my activities but decided to finish him. I started sucking him harder and faster and soon felt his cock start jerking in my mouth. He deposited his load deep in the back of my mouth and I almost choked as it ran down my throat. I managed to control myself and swallow all he had to offer.

It was getting late and I had an appointment that afternoon so we agreed that we would get together again very soon. I got dressed, gave John a big hug and left, a very satisfied guy.

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“I want to fuck your sister.” We had just made love, Sally and I, and I was snug-gled up to her back, my mouth just inches from her ear. “I want to fuck your sister,” is what I whispered. Sally made the about face in the bed in record time. “What did you say? You want to what?” she asked with a clear edge in her voice.

“You heard me. Every time we’ve been over there, I’ve wanted to play with her lovely body. I’ve kept it to myself for a long time, but tonight it just slipped out. You and I aren’t married; we have no intention of being married; and we’ve never promised to be faithful to each other. I was just saying I would like to get her naked and have some fun together.

“But she is your sister, and she is married to Phil, so I am saying this to you be-cause I need some help from you.” “Go on,” she said, making it sound like a bit of a question. “The first thing I need, of course, is your permission. I don’t want us to break up over this, and if you simply refuse to help me with this, I will just go on fantasizing and it will be fine. If we don’t do this thing right, there could be long-term bad conse-quences between you and your sister and your sister and her husband, and I don’t want that to happen.”

“Hmmm,” she murmured, turning back around, her back to me, more slowly this time. I nestled my renewed erection into the crease of her ass. I was encouraged when she wiggled even closer and raised her leg a little to allow me to make myself at home between her butt cheeks.

“What else do you need from me?”

“Well, you are both women, and I need to have your feminine perspective on how to make this thing happen without ruining things between any of us. Could you talk with her in a tactful way to see if she finds me at all attractive? And we also have to consider what to do about Phil. Would you ever want to play with him? Have you ever gotten any hints that make you think he might have thought about having some fun with you? I don’t want to just go over there with you for a visit sometime and put the moves on her without there being some preparation beforehand.”

“You’ve put quite a few questions out, there Bubba. Sue and I talk together pretty well, and I think I could safely broach this subject and see where it takes us. It wouldn’t be hard to get her to say how she sees you. I don’t know about Phil. You know me: I like sex, and I’ve thought about him and what he would be like as a casual sex partner. Of course, I would never jeopardize their marriage, but if everyone were on board with a plan….”

Her sentence drifted off, and I could tell she was thinking about it. I also noticed a bit more moisture developing between her legs. I put my hand on her hip and moved it slowly up past her waist, across her belly and cupped her breast, tweaking her nipple. She loves that, and I heard her moan with pleasure.

She said, “I’m afraid she might like the way you give her pleasure and would want more. Are you talking about just one time? illegal bahis Or do you want a continuing thing?”

I nibbled her ear and whispered, “I’m open to anything, depending on how it goes. My favorite fantasy has us sneaking off and doing it secretly, but I don’t really want to do it that way in reality. Fantasy is one thing, but reality is something else en-tirely. Fortunately, we can have it both ways if we work it right.”

“Have you had any ideas about how to get it started?”

“Yes, I have,” I averred. “One approach could be to have dinner together, drink some wine, drink some more wine, steer the conversation in a sexual direction with com-ments or stories or jokes and then suggest we play a game. Maybe we could play “Truth or Dare,” strip poker, “Twister.” Twister would be a good one because it would involved touching, and in would include all of us at the same time.

“I also had this fantasy that after dinner, I would move into the kitchen to help with cleanup leaving you and Phil in the living room to get better acquainted in a physical way. Do you have any ideas?”

She replied, “I like the more casual approach. Those games don’t appeal to me. We are definitely too old and stiff to have fun playing Twister. I could start my sisterly conversation with ‘What do you think of my boyfriend, Sue? Do you find him attrac-tive?’ Then I could move a bit deeper: ‘Do you ever imagine yourself … you know … making a move on him or accepting a move on his part toward you?'” She wiggled her butt and my penis slid a little closer to her pussy. “Depending on how she responded,” she continued, “I could suggest that we come over for dinner some evening and I would have told Pete you would be open to some flirting and suggestive hints, that a move from him would be welcome. Of course, you, my dear sister, would have to have broached the subject with Phil in any way you feel comfortable doing it. You should make sure he would be okay with anything that happened. That would be up to you. But I will say this: The comment that he made to me that got this all started was, ‘I want to fuck your sister.’ Those are my thoughts on how I think it would be the best way to approach Sue.”

“I like this!” I enthused. “I really like this. I’m thinking we might be in for some exciting fun. Call her as soon as you can.”

Two weeks later, Sally informed me that she had had the conversation with her sister, and that she had been surprisingly open to just about anything. A couple of days after that first call, Sue had called Sally to say that Phil was shocked and negative when she had first raised the possibility, but that he had warmed to the idea when Sue had sug-gested that their sex life could get a nice boost as a result of what might happen among us. She had told him that I had no desire to break up either of these relationships and that he had just wanted to play with us and enjoy some “good, dirty fun.”

The next Friday evening we arrived at Sue and Phil’s illegal bahis siteleri home for dinner. Everyone had been prepared for anything as the evening unfolded. We brought a bouquet of flow-ers, and two large bottles of some pretty good wine. When Sue answered our knock on their front door, she greeted both of us with warm hugs and kisses, and I thought that her hug for me lasted just a beat longer than one would have expected under normal circum-stances. It felt very nice.

Dinner went well. The conversation went normally at first, but as the wine flowed and the sexual tension began to build little by little, there were more sexual innu-endoes and double entrendres. The touching increased, too. Someone’s hand would reach out and pat someone’s arm when something funny had been said. By the time din-ner ended, it was looking like our plan was unfolding as I had hoped it would.

When dinner was over, I offered to help with the clean-up, and Sally and Phil went into the living room. Sue and I went to the kitchen, our hands filled with dirty dishes. We stood side by side at the kitchen sink. I was rinsing off dishes and Sue was filling the dishwasher. We were standing close enough to each other for our arms to be touching. When the last of the dishes had been rinsed and put in the dishwasher, we both washed our hands at the same time, enjoying the feel of our four slippery, soapy hands washing each other.

I said, “I take it Sally has talked with you about this evening?” “Um-hum, we’ve talked.” “And you are all right with this?” I nodded toward our hands.” “Yes, this feels good.” When our hands were dry, I turned Sue toward me and wrapped my arms around her waist. “And this…?” “Yes.” She was smiling and looking coy. “And this?” I said, moving my hands down to her ass. “Oh, Pete, you have such sexy, strong hands. Oh, there’s one other thing I’d like from you. Tell me again what comment you made to Sally that got all this started?”

I put my mouth next to her ear and said, “I whispered in her ear after we had made love, ‘I want to fuck your sister.'” She kissed me.

“Where do you want to go with this?” I asked. “Do you want to go find a bed to play in, or would you like to see what’s going on in the other room?”

“To tell you the truth, I’d like to peek into the living room but not let them see us.” I did too, so that’s what we did. When we got to the wide doorway into the living room, we carefully looked. What we saw made us both smile. Phil was sitting in his re-cliner and Sally’s head was bobbing up and down on his crotch. His eyes were closed and he looked like he was really enjoying her magnificent oral skills. As we watched, Sally began unbuttoning her blouse. Off it came, followed by her bra. Phil must have noticed a change in the rhythm because he opened his eyes to see Sally naked from the waist up. His hands moved like magnets to steel and cupped each of Sally’s breasts. He tugged gently upward, and Sally slid up beside him on canlı bahis siteleri the recliner. She snuggled her head into his neck and shoulder and began unbuttoning his shirt. Her hand slipped inside his shirt and began caressing his hairy chest.

Sue and I moved back from the door into the kitchen. Our kiss was electric. I could have fucked her right there, standing up. But that would have been too easy. I said, “Let’s go in and keep them company.” She nodded her head and we entered the loving room holding hands. We sat on the sofa facing Phil’s fully occupied recliner. Of course, we were noticed, and Phil and Sally broke off their activities and looked over to-ward us. “Oh, don’t stop on our account,” I said. “Looks like you two are getting nicely acquainted. We were watching.” They looked a little embarrassed. Phil’s erection stood proud and eager, and Sally’s pussy gleamed with an abundance of lubrication. The em-barrassment soon passed as Sue and I began kissing and taking each other’s clothes off. When we were both pretty close to naked, we lay back on the couch and began to get nicely acquainted ourselves.

Sue’s breasts were even more wonderfully delicious than I had imagined. They were large but not ponderous, firm but not hard, hardly perky but just the way I like them. If all we had done was to caress, kiss, suck and taste them, that would have been enough. Well, maybe not. Of course there was more to come.

Phil and Sally, now fully naked, escalated their activity, and we did the same. I could see that occasionally each of them would glance over to us on the couch, and Sue was doing the same. After a while, I disentangled myself from Sue’s embrace and stood up. When Phil and Sally looked over, I tilted my head toward the stairs and smiled. I took Sue’s hand, and we all went upstairs together to their bedroom where a king sized bed awaited us. Sue had discreetly placed a number of candles around the room, and she proceeded to light them while Phil pulled the bedcovers down and arranged the four large pillows. I patted Sally’s ass lovingly and she took my erect penis and licked away a large drop of pre-cum, finishing with a swift in and out of my whole rod.

Each couple had intercourse side by side. There was a lot of reaching across to give reassuring pats and caresses to each partner. Each of us experienced satisfying cli-maxes, and we ended with all of us intertwined and comfortable. We slept.

We all awoke at about the same time, and Phil and Sally looked like they were ready for Round Two, so Sue and I got up, went to the bathroom to wash up, and quietly went back down stairs.

“That was fun,” we both said simultaneously as we made our way down the stairs. We chuckled at the coincidence. We went to the kitchen to pour ourselves each another glass of wine. The two large bottles we had brought were almost gone, but they had done their part to make the evening enjoyable. Before we could get the glasses and wine to-gether, Phil and Sally came pattering down the stairs and joined us in the kitchen. We were all still naked, unashamed, and smiling. We poured four glasses of wine, killing the second bottle. We raised our glasses, drinking a toast to our new depth of intimacy and friendship.

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Author’s Note: Many thanks and undying gratitude to Nelle1022 for proofreading, editing, providing invaluable feedback, and in general, putting up with my crap.

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Sitting at the bar at my favorite watering hole on a Friday night, I was nursing the last of my drink and attempting to indulge in a little self-pity, but the argument going on at the table behind me and a little to my right was beginning to annoy me. I didn’t even know what it was about but I doubted that the couple fighting did either. The situation was escalating quickly and I couldn’t help thinking that someone was going to have to intervene. Neither the guy nor his girl was backing down, and unless I read the situation wrong, which was doubtful, it was about to become violent.

No sooner had the thought crossed my mind than her drink went flying into his face and the back of his hand met the side of hers in a resounding smack. I bolted off my barstool and was at their table before the screeching wail left her mouth. With the table upended, my body made an effective shield between his hands and her face. He wouldn’t hit her again, not in my presence, anyway.

“Come on, Buddy,” I said, my voice sounding deceptively calm, belying the adrenaline rushing through my veins, adroitly killing the nice buzz that I had going on mere moments before. “Let’s go take a walk. Calm down for a bit. Get some fresh air.”

I could hear a commotion behind me. Another patron had stepped up to administer whatever aide the girl needed.

“Mind your own fucking business!” The guy was beyond pissed. His face was red and veins were popping out at his neck and temples. He was ready and willing to take me on and anyone else standing between him and his girl, even though he couldn’t have possibly succeeded.

Well, fuck. This asshole was going to put the topping on the cake of my fabulously shitty week by landing my ass in jail or on a gurney. “Come on, Buddy,” I tried again. “Tempers got a little out of control. It happens to all of us. Look around you. Use your head.”

The guy decided to put whatever brain cells he had left to use. He glanced around and I took a breath, deducing that I wasn’t about to end up dead or incarcerated after all. This wasn’t some fancy wine bar or trendy nightclub. It was a dive in a low rent neighborhood. It was neutral ground and most of the clientele were old-school bikers, and one percenters at that. They weren’t going to sit by and watch him pummel his girl, and judging by his attire and demeanor, he knew it too. Neutral ground or not, the potential for any altercation to turn into a massacre was high.

“Let’s go take a walk,” I suggested again. “Let everybody have a chance to calm down. Don’t worry. She’ll still be here when we get back.” I hoped that I was lying through my teeth and that, for the girl’s sake, she was long gone before we even made it out the front door.

Glancing around again, the guy growled, “Fuck it. The whore’s not worth this shit.” Deciding that he wasn’t going anywhere alone with anyone in the bar, probably the only smart thing he’d ever done in his life, he turned his back to me and stormed his way out of the bar.

There was dead silence in the bar for almost a minute, with the exception of the median volume level of music, before everyone went back to enjoying their night out. I turned around to check on the girl just in time to see a couple of the other women in the bar leading her off toward the ladies’ room.

I settled back on my barstool to find a new drink in the place of my previously empty glass.

“That was pretty smooth,” the bartender complimented me. He indicated my refreshed glass. “That’s for not trashing my joint.”

I shrugged my thanks. “That’s my job.”

He chuckled. “What? Hostage negotiator?”

I smirked, “No. Bouncer. But they probably aren’t all that much different. Basically just trying to get everyone out of a nasty situation alive.”

His beer gut jiggled as he laughed loudly. “Well, I owe you one.”

**

The next morning, I added extra time to my workout routine in a valiant attempt to burn off the copious amounts of alcohol I had consumed the night before. People kept buying me drinks to reward me for my calm in the face of the storm. I, of course, drank them. It would have been rude not to. Then I woke up in the bed of some chick whose name I didn’t even know. Way to go, Moron. I couldn’t remember any of it, although I was pretty sure of what had happened. I hoped that she blamed my lack of enthusiasm on the whiskey and not the reality of the fact that she didn’t have the right equipment to keep my interest. Who knows? Maybe I actually fucked her. It wouldn’t have been the first time that I had stupidly stuck my dick someplace where it shouldn’t have been.

And that thought brought me right back to that emotional state that had put me in the bar in the first place. As I stood in the shower at the gym, washing the sweat off, I tried to figure out where I had illegal bahis mistakenly tattooed the word ‘Doormat’ on my body. I considered myself fairly intelligent, even if undereducated and unmotivated, career wise. But I was a train wreck when it came to my love life. Every guy that I had ever fallen for, in my short but colorful twenty-six years, had used me, cheated on me, or stolen from me, if not all three. My most recent disaster of a relationship had ended, spectacularly, days before, when I walked into my apartment to find my boyfriend happily bouncing on the cock of my best friend. Oh. And what a wonderful excuse they had too: They had lost track of time. Fucking fantastic. Good riddance to them both.

I couldn’t figure out what it was about me that screamed ‘Pushover.’ At 6’3 and 190lb of solid muscle, it certainly wasn’t my appearance. I was intimidating to most people at my friendliest. When I was in a pissy mood, like now for instance, I was downright scary. I could have easily done something to minimalize that fact, like stopped shaving my head or covered up the ink on my arms, but truthfully, I cultivated the impression. It cut down on the number of times I was forced to use violence to do my job.

Seriously. It had to just be me. I was a nice guy, despite my appearance. But, for some unknown reason, I always seemed to get involved with users. And it wasn’t as if I could narrow down the problem to just one type of guy. I didn’t really have a type. The only thing my relationships all had in common was me. If there was an asshole within a fifty mile radius, I was completely attracted to him. Okay. I didn’t mean it that way, but the unintentional double-entendre made me chuckle. I still had a silly smile on my face when I left the gym and walked down the block to the salon to have my body punished some more, this time with wax.

“Are you going out tonight, Nash?”

“No,” I replied through clenched teeth. I could never figure out why she insisted on talking to me while my feet were in stirrups. As soon as Alli yanked the strip off, I exhaled and continued, “I work tonight.”

“Oh yeah,” she responded. “You work every weekend.”

“Not last night,” I admitted. “I called in sick.”

Her head popped into my view. “Are you feeling okay?”

“I’m fine. I was just sick of my boyfriend cheating on me,” I explained.

Her eyebrows arched up in surprise. “Again?”

“Different boyfriend this time.”

She grimaced. “You need a better class of boyfriend.”

“Tell me about it,” I sighed.

I had been going to Alli to get waxed for years. She wasn’t very bright but she was damn good at her job. I had started going to her because she didn’t have a problem with working around my parts. In fact, most of her clients were gay men. Probably for the same reason that I went to her. I wanted a woman so that there’d be no chance of me getting aroused, and she was a lesbian so she wasn’t the slightest bit interested in me either. Her girlfriend was one of the hairdressers in the same salon, not that I had need of a hairdresser.

“I keep telling you that I know a great guy,” she mumbled as she went back to work on my nether region.

“Jesus, Gurl,” I huffed. “I’ve been single for three days. At least let me get the little prick’s stuff outta my place before you try to set me up with some new guy that’s going to fuck me over.”

“Well, just let me know when you’re ready,” she replied as she ripped another strip off. “I’ll set you guys up for a double date with me and Sarah. ‘Sides, Nick’s not going to fuck you over. He’s a keeper.”

“Nick?” I smirked. “That’s his name?”

“Yeah, why?”

“I could never date anyone named Nick. Think of how that would sound. Nick and Nash? That’s awful.” I laughed until she brutally ripped another strip off of a very sensitive area. I yelped and she gave me an evil smirk. Bitch.

After all was said and done, she left the room to let me dress. I always thought that was ridiculous. She’d been manhandling my bits for a while, and none too gently I might add. But somehow the act of dressing and undressing is more personal than spreading wide and letting her poke around in my privates. Anyway… I love slipping into my clothes when I’m freshly waxed. The sensation of anything brushing against my over-sensitized skin gives me a cheap thrill. It doesn’t matter if it’s denim, cotton, leather, or silk. Not that I own much silk. If given the opportunity, I’d rub my newly hairless body all over anything or anyone like a cat in heat. I’d probably be purring too.

On my way out, I passed Alli’s next client on his way in. Damn. He had to be a foot shorter than me, long, blonde hair, huge, blue eyes, pretty as a picture. Yum. I damn near put that cat in heat theory to the test. I guess three days was long enough to get over my cheating ex-boyfriend, whatever his name was.

**

“Nash!”

I turned at the sound of my name to see Alli stalking me like I was her prey. She was dressed illegal bahis siteleri to kill, in a barely there, red-plaid kilt, knee high, black leather, platform boots, and a skin-tight, solid black, babydoll t-shirt. Her short, pixie cut was white-blonde instead of the cherry-red it had been when I had seen her earlier.

“What are you doing here, Gurl?” I shouted over the loud thumping of the house music, giving her a brief hug.

“Sarah and I came to dance,” she explained, looking decidedly guilty.

I glanced around the nightclub. “Where’s Sarah?”

She waved her hand in the general direction of the front door. “She’s coming. Don’t be mad.”

“Mad? Mad about what?” I asked right before I caught sight of Alli’s girlfriend dragging a very uncomfortable looking guy by the hand behind her.

Sarah was a vision with her long, wheat-blonde hair contrasting sharply against her all black outfit. She had a knockout body completely on display. With the exception of her opaque, chiffon sleeves and boots similar to what her girlfriend was wearing, she basically looked like she was dressed for yoga, in painted-on tights and a skimpy sports bra. The guy she was manhandling was a different story.

I arched my eyebrow at Alli. “Is that who I think it is?”

She had the good sense to look embarrassed. “Well, if the mountain won’t come to Mohammad…”

“I think you have that backwards.” I patted her on the shoulder condescendingly while I attempted to school my features into something along the lines of friendly but not flirtatious.

“Nash, Nick. Nick, Nash.” Sarah shoved her reluctant burden in my direction then grabbed Alli’s hand and dragged her off toward the dance floor.

Nick ducked his head and shoved his hands in his front pockets. “Well this isn’t awkward at all,” he mumbled. Or that’s what it sounded like under the blaring music.

Okay. So I know that I’ve said that I didn’t really have a type, but, if I did, Nick would definitely not be it. He was about average height and weight, with raven-black hair cut into that typical primary school haircut for boys; something just this side of too squared to be considered a bowl cut. He was wearing comfortable jeans and tennis shoes, a green Marvin the Martian t-shirt, and an open red-plaid flannel over it. And he was wearing glasses. Bad tortoiseshell ones that appeared to be circa 1985. Contrary to popular belief, not all gay men have fashion sense, but come on. He was in the hottest gay nightclub in the city and he looked like he was dressed to be spending a lazy Sunday on the couch, reading a novel.

“Hey, Nick,” I shouted. “Good to meet you.”

He rolled his eyes. “I’m sorry about this. It wasn’t my idea.”

I smiled at him. It obviously wasn’t his idea. He clearly didn’t want to be there. “It’s fine. It’s not a problem. One can never have too many friends, right?”

He gave me a wry, lopsided grin. “Yeah.”

“Can I get you a drink?” I offered.

He shook his head. “Thanks but I don’t drink.”

Of course he didn’t. He had probably never partied or had casual sex either. Hell, he most likely still lived in his parent’s basement.

“Nash!” I turned my head to see the number one reason that I had called in sick the night before slinking his way over to me. He looked good. Damn good. But then, that was his job. He was a dancer at the club. I know that you’re not supposed to dip your pen in the company inkwell but that’s me. I’m an idiot. I couldn’t help but check him out. He was shirtless, his trim and defined body glistened, and his ultra-low-rise jeans were riding even lower than the manufacturer ever intended in order to give just enough of a peek of his well-groomed bush so that you knew his gorgeous, strawberry-blonde hair, artfully disarrayed, was his natural color.

“What do you want, Bry?” I asked, trying to appear as if I had absolutely no interest in the answer.

“I just wanted to know if it’s okay for me to pick up my stuff after work tonight.”

No apology. No nothing. Fucker. “What stuff?” I huffed.

He tilted his head at me in a pointless and disingenuous attempt to appear sympathetic. “Don’t be like that.”

“Like what?” I snarled. “Pissed off that I walked in on MY boyfriend fucking MY best friend on MY couch? I shouldn’t be pissed off about that?”

“Honestly, I didn’t think you’d care. It’s not like I was getting any from you. You hadn’t touched me in a week.”

A week? Was that true? Probably. I’d had to postpone my waxing appointment because I was short on funds until I got my check. I had a tendency to shut down sexually if I didn’t feel good about myself. But still… “You couldn’t go a week without getting your ass reamed?” I was getting out of control and I knew it. I was letting him get to me. I needed to step back and get a grip before we both got fired. “You know what?” I fished around in my pocket for the last of the spending money from my paycheck. “Here,” I said, shoving the canlı bahis siteleri hundred dollar bill down the front of his jeans. “Buy yourself a dildo so you can go fuck yourself.”

“Nash?” Nick stepped up beside me and snaked his arm around the back of my waist. “Aren’t you going to introduce me to your… friend?” The heavy sarcastic drawl on the word friend effectively turned the word into an insult.

I was speechless. One because I had totally forgotten that he was even there, and two because I had no clue what the hell he was doing.

“I’m Nick,” he continued when I obviously wasn’t going to say anything. “I’m Nash’s boyfriend. And you are?”

“Bryce.”

“Oh,” Nick drawled. He scanned Bryce’s body with a look of such distain that I was actually surprised Nick didn’t vomit on Bry’s shoes. I doubt that Bryce had ever been so degraded in his life.

Bryce dug around in the front of his jeans for the bill I had stuffed there. “Here,” he snapped, shoving the money into my hand. “You’re obviously not as injured as you’re pretending to be. I’ll be by after work to get my things.”

I was both confused and amused, watching Bryce flounce off toward the dancer’s locker room. The second that he was out of sight, Nick released the grip he had on my hip and stepped away from me.

“Sorry,” he slipped his hands in his pockets and hunched in on himself, back to his original persona. “I couldn’t resist. I can’t stand cheaters.”

“Holy shit,” I laughed. “Don’t apologize. That was classic. Thank you.”

“Yeah?” He shot me that lopsided grin again.

“You realize what you’ve done though? Now you have to come home with me tonight. He’ll know it was all bullshit if you’re not there when he shows up.”

He shrugged. “Okay. I don’t have any other pressing engagements.”

I smiled at him. “Okay. Let’s get you situated somewhere with a coke or something. I need to get back to work before they start screaming at me.”

**

Nick looked around at my living room when we walked in the door. My apartment wasn’t anything to write home about. It was a standard, one bedroom, urban box, but I had lived there for years and liked it. The furniture was half-decent and all matched, I had a nice, mid-range entertainment system, and the complex had some good amenities, like a fully equipped weight room, pool, and laundry rooms. There was also a box on the coffee table full of Bryce’s shit.

“Would you like a coke or something?” I asked, pouring myself a glass of whiskey.

“Whatever you have is fine,” he replied. “So this is it, huh? The scene of the crime? Is that his?”

I glanced at Nick and he was pointing at the box. I nodded.

“That’s a nice box,” he said.

I squinted at him. It was an old, battered, Smirnoff case that I had found lying around, repurposed from work for one reason or another.

“Got any trash bags?” he smirked.

I chuckled, “Yeah.”

He picked up the box and followed me into the kitchen where I grabbed a bottle of coke out of the fridge for him and a trash bag. He held the bag open while I unceremoniously dumped all of Bryce’s left-behind clothes and toiletries in it. I watched as he tied it off and set it on the floor. We made our way back to the living room and sat on either ends of the couch.

“Did you clean this?” he asked, running his hand over the leather of the couch cushion.

“Yes,” I laughed. I had actually scrubbed the entire apartment on Friday when I had gathered up his stuff to get rid of any reminders of Bryce, including the scent of him.

“Good,” he grinned at me. “This is a nice place.”

“Thanks. I like it. The walls are thick and the neighbors are quiet.”

“Can’t beat that,” he gifted me with a real smile for the first time and I realized that he was kinda cute.

“So how do you know Alli?” I asked.

He leaned back, draped one arm over the back of the couch, and crossed his legs. “Sarah’s my sister.”

I admit that I was shocked. “You don’t look anything alike.”

He shook his head and took a drink of his coke. “No. Half-sister. We have different mothers.”

“And you’re both gay,” I pondered out loud.

He nodded. “But there are five others that are all straight. Our father was a bit of a man whore. Seven kids with five different women. He only married three of them. My mother wasn’t one of the lucky ones. Or maybe she was, depending on your viewpoint. How about you? Any siblings?”

I nodded. “A brother and a sister but I don’t speak to them. I was disowned when I came out.”

He frowned. “That’s rough. I’m sorry.”

“You?”

“Nah. I was fifteen when I told my mother that I was gay. She just looked at me like, ‘No shit, Sherlock.’ Then she told me to go clean my room.”

I laughed. “That’s awesome. I love hearing about good coming-out stories. It’s a little hard for me to fathom, considering where I came from, but it’s nice to know that there are some good parents out there. What do you do for a living?”

He smirked at me. “I play video games.”

“Seriously?” I chuckled. “You get paid for that?”

He nodded. “I alpha test,” he elaborated. “It’s my job to try to break the game.”

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When I got back into the room Ashley was already curled up in our makeshift bed with the blankets pulled around her. She looks so adorable curled into a little ball. I’m really starting to fall for this girl but I don’t know how to tell her without frightening her about how serious things are becoming for me. Regardless of how we feel about each other neither one of us is ready to let everyone know about our sexual orientations, especially when we are still trying to figure it out for ourselves, at least I am. I pull the covers back and hop in alongside her. I reach my arms out until they come into contact with her bare skin. A smile spreads across my face.

“I see you are still following the rule of no clothes allowed in the bed.” I say and kiss her shoulder.

She rolls over and looks at me. “Well yeah I didn’t want to sleep in the hall.” I can’t help but laugh.

“Wise decision.” I say. She rolls her eyes at me, then closes them and puckers her lips. “Is that your way of asking for a kiss?” I ask. With her eyes still closed and lips puckered she nods her head. I lean in and give her a soft, sweet, long, gentle kiss. I pull away and look at her. Her eyes are still closed but she has a big smile on her face. God she is the cutest thing ever. She slowly opens her eyes revealing those stunning icy blue irises.

“You are so beautiful Ashley.” I say.

“And you are so sexy Mia.” she says back giving me a naughty smirk.

“Oh don’t get me started. Plus we have class early tomorrow and you look pretty tired so I think we need to call it a night.” I say.

“Yeah you are right. Goodnight baby.” she says. My heart leaps a little when she calls me that.

“Goodnight.” I say and give her a kiss on her forehead. She rolls back onto her side, wiggles around until she is pressed up against me, and then grabs my arm so it is wrapped around her. I pull her into me as close as possible; feeling her bare naked skin against mine both turns me on and comforts me. It isn’t long until we both are asleep.

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I’m suddenly jolted awake by a jab from Ashley’s elbow into my ribs. I open my eyes to see Ashley thrashing about but I can tell she is still asleep. I grab her and shake her awake as gently as I can. Her eyes shoot open. They are filled with fear and it breaks my heart. I stroke her hair trying to help her calm down.

“Ash, baby you were having a nightmare.” I say.

She drops her head down. “I woke you up, didn’t I?” she asks.

I tilt her chin up so that she has to look at me. “Hey don’t be upset that you woke me up. I’m glad I was here.” I say. During her nightmare she had moved to the other side of the bed. I sit up and pull her into my lap and wrap my arms tightly around her.

“I should have told you that I sometimes get really bad nightmares but only when I am stressed out.” she says.

“Well I am here to be your personal stress reliever, and now that you are wide awake I need to find a way to make you tired.” I say suggestively.

“Hmm sounds like you already have something in mind.” she says.

“Oh I do.” I say and laugh. I kiss the back of her head and pull her hair over her shoulder and to one side. My hands make their way to her shoulders and I start to massage them. “Wow you weren’t kidding when you said you were stressed.” I say.

“Yeah I know. That feels really good though.” she says. My fingers continue to work her shoulders and back until all her knots are gone. I feel her body finally relax. I lightly scratch up and down her back and trace the length of her spine a few times. She shivers and goose bumps pop up along her skin. I kiss her neck and nibble her earlobe. My hands move from her back to her front. I run my hands up and down her sides and stomach before letting them rest on her magnificent tits. I grab them firmly and start to massage them. Ashley lets out a moan and her nipples are already starting to harden.

I whisper in her ear, “I have the perfect solution for nightmares… I’m going to make you cum until you pass out.” I open my legs up so she can sit in between them, and I pull her close against me so that her back is against my chest. My fingers tease her nipples. I know she likes them pulled but for now all she gets are light grazes from my thumbs. I can feel her arching her back against me trying to force more pressure from my hands. I breathe gently against her neck, “tell me what you want baby.” I say.

Ashley squirms, “you know what I want.” she says back.

“Is it this?” I ask while I pinch and roll her nipples between my fingers.

Ashley moans, “mmm yes more.”

“Beg me for it.” I whisper in her ear. I remove my fingers from her nipples and start stroking her thighs. Without me having to say a word she spreads her legs.

“Mia plea…” she begins to say, but I slide two of my fingers inside her before she can finish begging me. She moans and thrusts against my hand driving me deeper illegal bahis inside her. I pump her g-spot a few times causing Ashley to grab the sheets and press herself firmly against me. I know she can feel my nipples poking her back because she starts to slowly slide up and down against me making my nipples harden even more. My fingers inside her stop moving as I close my eyes and enjoy the sensation of her soft skin against me.

“I knew you would like that.” Ashley says which snaps me out of my trance. I pull my fingers out and give her pussy a light slap which makes her jump.

“This is about pleasing you until you are exhausted, not the other way around.” I say.

She giggles, “yes ma’am.”

“Good. Now that we understand each other I can continue.” I tell her. I bite her neck and kiss down every inch of her smooth skin and on to her shoulder. I kiss the round bite mark that I accidentally gave her from our play time in the shower yesterday. I remove my fingers from her dripping pussy and move them in circles on her clit. I can tell she is sad that my fingers are no longer inside her but her clit is definitely happy to get some attention. Her clit continues to swell and throb underneath my fingertips.

“Does that feel good baby?” I ask her.

“You know it does. Your fingers are magic.” she moans. I nuzzle her neck and continue to firmly rub her clit in slow circles. I stop to spit on my fingers then go back to rubbing her clit but I increase the speed. Ashley is grinding against my fingers and I know she is already getting close.

“I want your fingers inside me.” she says. Again I speed up my fingers. She is so wet that she is dripping onto the sheets.

“Not yet you have to cum for me first.” I say. I keep rubbing her clit and she moans in both frustration and pleasure. With my other hand I pinch her nipple and tug. This sends her over the edge and she shakes against me. I slow down my fingers against her clit but I don’t stop rubbing it. She squirms and tries to pull my hand away.

“It’s sensitive babe.” she says trying to get out of my reach. With my free hand I pull one of her arms and put it behind her back then I grab her other arm and do the same thing to it.

“I have to punish you. Remember our naughty shower yesterday? But I know you can take it” I say and give her clit a quick slap. She lets out a noise that sounds like a cross between a yelp and a whimper. I start rubbing her clit in small circles. Ashley moans but continues to try to move away from my fingers. I let up the pressure a little because I don’t want to cause her any pain.

“Fuck Ashley!” I yell out when she suddenly thrusts her middle finger deep into my pussy. Trapping her arms behind her back may not have been my best idea. I quickly pull her finger out of me because if I let her continue I’ll become selfish and my goal right now is to make her cum multiple times.

“Sorry Ash no touching until you cum again.” I say to her. I hear her sigh and I lean forward and give her a kiss on the cheek. I go back to focusing on her clit again. I rub her sensitive bud in fast but light circles.

“Oh god I’m going to cum again.” Ashley says right as her body convulses. Her head falls back against my shoulder as her orgasm consumes her. I remove my fingers from her clit only for a few seconds and then place them directly back on her clit, rubbing fast and hard, side to side.

“Err… Mia… I can’t… take it.” she groans out. My thumb flicks her nipple and seven seconds later she cums again, every muscle in her body spasms. I kiss down her back and then position myself so that I am sitting in between her legs while facing her.

“Holy shit. I don’t know how you can make me cum so fast.” she says breathlessly

“You aren’t done yet baby.” I say. She looks completely sex drunk. I place one hand on her back and push her closer to me while my index and middle fingers slide into her aching pussy. I start fucking her hard and deep. Ashley moans with each and every thrust. I stop the thrusting motions and work on really hitting her g-spot. My fingers curl and uncurl against her fleshy sponge. I feel her pussy clench down on my fingers every time I hit that magic spot. Her pussy is squeezing so tight it’s hard to keep moving my fingers.

“Oh fuck.” she moans. Her pussy clamps down on my fingers and I can’t move them at all. She squirts onto my fingers and her juice runs down my hand and wrists. I slowly withdraw my fingers, mission accomplished.

“That is seriously the hottest thing ever babe.” I say. She looks at me and gives me a sleepy smile.

“Well you definitely did what you said you would do. I am totally exhausted.” she says. I pull the covers back on the bed and slide under them.

“Come here gorgeous.” I say. I lay on my back and Ashley curls up against me draping her leg over mine and resting her head against my chest. I kiss her forehead and we fall asleep.

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After illegal bahis siteleri class today I decided to go to a sex shop and surprise Ashley with something especially since this is the last night we are going to get to spend together in my room. Ashley got out of class early so she was already back in the dorms. When I open the door Ashley jumps up with a smile on her face. She walks over to me and gives me as big hug. She starts to kiss me and it turns into one of the most passionate and sexiest make out sessions we have had in awhile. She traces my lips with her tongue and bites my bottom lip. Her tongue slowly slides in and out of my mouth and I can’t help but moan thinking of another area where I want her tongue to be doing that.

Ashley breaks the kiss as her hands slide up my shirt.”Someone must be horny if they are moaning just from a kiss.” she says.

“You have that effect on me.” I say. Her lips attach to mine again and she walks me backwards until I fall onto the bed.

“You have way too many clothes on.” she says and pulls my shirt up over my head revealing my bare breasts. “No bra, really Mia?” I give her a shy smile.

“You couldn’t even tell with the shirt I was wearing.” I say.

“I don’t know whether I should be proud of your boldness or punish you for showing off your gorgeous tits to everyone.” she says.

“Hmm I might need to be taught a lesson.” I say and give her a smirk.

“Oh really? You think so?” she asks. I nod my head. “Ok then take your clothes off and lay over the side of the bed with your ass hanging off the edge.” she says. I obey her commands and wait for her to make her move. She kisses up my spine and I feel her hands grab my ass.

“You have such a perfect ass baby.” she says. Before I can respond she slaps my ass with both of her hands. I press my face into the sheets as I cry out. Ashley spanks me again and again and again and again. I grab my pillow and bite down on it while she spanks me, my skin starting to sting.

“Now if you try to show your ass off to everyone they will know your mine because my hands are branded on your ass in perfect red handprints.” she says. I love the way she calls me hers. Ashley kisses the marks that she left on me then pushes me up so that I am fully laying on the bed on my stomach. “Spread your legs for me.” she says. I don’t hesitate; I want her to touch me badly. I feel her position herself in between my legs. I can feel her breathing in the scent of my arousal and I wiggle my pussy closer to her face.

“Don’t tease.” I say to her. She obliges me and her tongue touches my clit. She licks up my entire slit until she is almost in my ass. She pulls my lips apart and slips her tongue into my pussy. She is a master with her tongue and she expertly fucks my pussy with it. I push back against her mouth, matching the speed of her thrusts with her tongue.

“Your tongue feels so good.” I tell her. She stops fucking me and slides herself under me so that I am sitting on her face. I look down into her gorgeous blue eyes. “I love seeing you buried under my pussy.” I say.

“Good because this is my favorite place to be.” she says. She starts to work my clit with her tongue. She grabs my hips pushing and pulling on them encouraging me to ride her face. I gladly start to grind against her warm wet tongue. She sticks her tongue out farther so that I can enjoy the full length of it on my pussy. I lean back and grab Ashley’s tits, tugging her nipples. She moans into my pussy and that releases something carnal in me. I quicken my pace, grinding hard against her face and feel myself building up to that point of no return.

“Oh fuck I’m going to cum. Suck my clit baby, please.” I beg her. She grabs my ass forcing me down on her mouth more and sucks on my clit. I explode and drip in her mouth and on her chin. I slowly climb off of Ashley’s face. “You’re so pretty with my cum on your face.” I say and give her a little kiss on the tip of her nose.

“Oh yeah? Well I think you should help clean it up.” she says. I grab her hair and pull her head back. I lick up her neck and chin until my tongue reaches her lips. I trace the outline of her lips with my tongue before forcing my way into her mouth. I kiss her hard and passionately.

“Face the headboard, get on your knees, and stick your ass up.” I tell her.

Ashley obeys and says, “Now you’re the bossy one, huh?” I slap her ass.

“I have a surprise for you but you have to be a good girl, can you do that?” I ask. I give her clit a few quick licks and she gasps.

“Aww a surprise for me??? and I can be a good girl if you want me to be.” she says, that evil glint shining in her eyes.

“Good. Keep your eyes closed. I’ll be right back.” I say.

“Ok.” she replies.

I hop off the bed and grab the bag that I dropped by the door. I pull out the strap on I bought for me and Ashley and really hope she will like it. Ashley has never been with a guy before so I went with a six inch long dildo canlı bahis siteleri with a one inch circumference that attaches to the harness. It matches her pale blue eyes and is semi realistic looking. I figured since she is a lesbian she isn’t going to want something that looks exactly like a cock with balls hanging down plowing into her. My hands are shaking as I step into the harness and slide it up my legs. It takes me a little bit to tighten it and make sure everything is properly in position.

“Everything all right over there?” Ashley asks.

“Yep everything is fine. No peeking!” I say. She laughs but keeps her eyes closed. I look in the mirror and think I look a little funny with a dildo attached to me, but the idea of fucking Ashley is so hot. I grab the lube I also bought at the sex store and head back over to the bed. I jump up next to Ashley being careful that the strap on doesn’t touch her and give away everything. “Keep your eyes closed.” I say. I spit on her asshole and let it run down onto her pussy. Ashley lets out a sigh of pleasure. I slide my middle finger into her pussy and start fucking her so I can open her up and get her ready for the dildo. She moans as I slowly slide my finger in and out.

“More baby more.” she says. I give in and let my index finger join my middle finger inside her pussy. I don’t want to fuck her hard, yet… so I just keep going slow, warming her up. I slide a third finger inside her trying to open up her tight pussy even more.

“Fuck. Is that number three?” she asks.

“Yeah. It doesn’t hurt does it?” I ask concerned it’s too much for her.

“No. It feels good. Just be gentle.” she says. I kiss her back and shoulder.

“Don’t worry baby I will be, for now.” I say and bite her ass. She moans and starts to fuck my fingers. Her pussy seems ready to be fucked by something bigger and harder. I take my fingers out and they are covered in her juices. I lick them clean and grab the bottle of lube. Ashley is super wet but I lube up the dildo anyways because I don’t want to cause her any discomfort.

“Remember eyes closed.” I say.

“They are, now will you please continue to fuck me.” she says. Oh she is definitely ready for my cock. I position the head of the toy at her pussy and start to slide it in. I look at Ashley trying to read her body for any signs of pain. I get two inches in before I completely withdraw from her pussy and repeat the process.

“Oh god what is that babe? You are stretching me good.” she says.

“Open your eyes.” I say. She opens her eyes and looks back at me. She looks shocked but she can’t hide the excitement on her face.

“I’m going to fuck you good Ashley.” I say and slide the rest of the toy inside her.

“Shit.” she moans and grips the sheets. “I can’t believe you bought a strap on Mia. This is the hottest fucking thing ever.” I smile, so happy that she is game for this. I grab her hips and start to slowly fuck her pussy. I naturally get into a good rhythm with my hips and the movements don’t feel awkward at all. Ashley is starting to slam back against me with each thrust and I know she is ready for more. I pull my hips back so just the very tip of the dildo is inside her. I can see her pussy gripping on not wanting to lose the fullness from the toy. I dig my fingers into her hips and slam back into her. Ashley cries out and for a second I’m worried that was too much too soon and I hurt her.

“God yes. Again.” she says. I repeat what I did earlier but this time I don’t pause in between thrusts. I am slamming into her hard and you can hear the slapping of skin when her ass hits against my hips. Ashley is moaning uncontrollably. I cover her mouth with my hand and grab her shoulder with my other. I continue fucking her hard and judging from Ashley’s moans and the way her body is shaking she isn’t going to be able to hang on much longer. Then she lets out a long moan and her legs shake uncontrollably. I fuck her through her orgasm but at a slower gentler pace. She grabs my leg signaling me to stop.

“Are you ok?” I ask.

“Yeah it’s just really intense I needed a break.” she says breathing heavily. I slowly pull out of her.

“You think you are good for one more fucking?” I ask.

She smiles, “give it to me baby.” she says. I grab a pillow and place it under her hips so that she is lying completely flat on her stomach but with her ass and pussy propped up. I spit on her pussy and guide the toy back inside her. I start out slow to make sure she is recovered from her first orgasm, but it isn’t long before my hips are smacking against her ass. I reach my hand under her and find her clit. Ashley is moaning like crazy and her words aren’t making sense. The only ones I can make out are yes, fuck, and shit. My finger rubs her clit side to side as I continue my endless fucking.

“Mia don’t stop. Fuck you are hitting the right spot.” she says. I rub her clit harder and give her three final extra hard thrusts before her orgasm erupts. I climb off of her right after she stops cumming because I know she is extremely sensitive. I undo the harness and slip it off so that nothing is in the way of our bare skin. Ashley rolls onto her back her chest rising and falling while she tries to catch her breath.

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Many thanks, once again, to tangentjoker for editing this story.

This story is about an incestuous relationship. All the characters are age 18, or more.

To better understand this story you may want to read the previous chapters.

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Mother and I arrived home first. Aunt Janet pulled into the driveway shortly after us. She had a small suitcase with her.

We entered through the kitchen.

“I’ll get coffee started, then let’s get comfortable,” Mother said, “we can order a pizza for lunch.”

Mother and her sister headed for the bedroom. I took my shirt off. I thought I might change when the women were done.

The women came back to the kitchen wearing robes over bra and panties. They were chatting happily. Mother sat Janet between herself and me.

“Janet,” Mother began, “we want to make this a very special weekend for you. If you have fantasies about sex we may be able to fulfill them for you. If you have always wanted to try something, we will want to try it, too.”

Aunt Janet looked at my mother. “Oh Mary,” she blurted out, “it’s already been the best weekend of my life. I am so contented I can’t imagine anything more. I feel like I should be offering you and David anything you want.”

“Well,” Mother said, “we’re all a little tired, so let’s have an early lunch. We can take a nap together.”

I called for a pizza. The women chatted like long lost friends. They touched on their sister, Edith. She was the youngest of the three; a little over a year younger than my mother. Janet had been an older sister to both of them. She was six years older than Mother.

“Edith would never believe any of this,” Mother said.

“Don’t be too sure,” her sister replied. “Edith is actually quite broad minded. And,” she continued, “she looked after you kind of wistfully when David hustled you out of the restaurant.”

Edith had been divorced for several years. She had never had children. Neither of her sisters had ever heard of any big romances in her life.

“I feel like a big change has happened,” Aunt Janet mused. “Only a few weeks ago I would have fantasized about a weekend like this one, but I wouldn’t have believed it could ever happen. Now I am in the middle of it. My whole body is alive with the sensations I’ve been experiencing.”

“I know just what you mean, Janet,” Mother said. “It was only a few weeks ago for me, too. I had the fantasies, but not the will to do anything about them. A few drinks too many gave me the will to act on my dreams. I made an ass of myself, and embarrassed my sisters, but I love the result.

“I learned lots of new things,” Mother continued. “A new vocabulary, for one. Like you, I had never gone down on a man. Never known the ecstasy that comes from hot cum gushing into my mouth. The slick feel of it, the salty flavor, the thrill I get from satisfying my man.

“Until yesterday, I had never made love to a woman. Never knew what an exciting adventure that would be. In fact, until David showed me what a pleasure it is, I had not even dreamt about anyone eating my pussy.”

“It was exciting for me too,” Aunt Janet said. “I feel like I’m just starting out on a journey. My emotions are on fire. I have feelings of lust and desire I haven’t felt in years; feelings of anticipation, of yearning.”

“Janet, I love the feeling of wanton sluttiness I have developed,” Mother told her. “I find it fun to act like the prim, proper lady executive I used to be. It wasn’t an act before. Now I have to try not to laugh when I think of my new way of life.

“Just look at us, sitting here wearing nothing but bra and panties, with open robes.” Mother continued, “would either of us have done that before? Call it our awakening; our sexual awakening. Late in life for us, but exhilarating, even so.”

“Back to Edith,” Janet ruminated. “Do you think she has any of the thoughts we have? She is our sister, after all. Yours and mine seem similar. Maybe it runs in the family.”

“Maybe,” Mother replied. “We’ll be seeing her soon, at David’s graduation. If she does have thoughts like us, they may reveal themselves.”

“There is something,” Aunt Janet spoke tentatively, “a couple of years ago Edith visited me. She was having problems after her divorce. She was talking to me as her big sister. I really shouldn’t be telling any of this, but it may have some bearing on what we’re discussing.

“She told me that she had several affairs after her divorce. A couple of them were with women. She said that the times with women were fun, but not really very satisfactory. The same thing applied to the couple of affairs with men.

“One remark she made comes to mind. She said, “I feel like I need someone closer.” That’s starting to make sense now.”

The arrival of the pizza interrupted the conversation. I put it on the table, pouring everyone a glass of wine, even Mother.

We all overate on pizza then tumbled onto the bed together for a nap.

We woke after an hour or so. I went to the kitchen illegal bahis to start coffee. Mother and her sister followed a few minutes later. We started talking, again, about the day and night just past.

Janet spoke first: “I am thrilled about what happened. But a little apprehensive too. I want more, many more, such times. But I don’t know what you want Mary, or you David. I have to give some thought to Earl, too.”

Mother answered, “I’ll admit to being apprehensive, too.” She paused. “Janet, everything we did together was wonderful for me. If you want more, then I do, too, but I only go with my David. We are a pair.”

“A pair I love,” replied Janet, “and desire, too; both of you.”

I put my two cents into the conversation. I had been a listener, so far.

“Aunt Janet, you and my mother making love was very exciting to me. Making love to you was just as big a pleasure. I think Mother enjoyed watching you and me together, too.”

“I did,” my mother put in, “I might not have liked it with any other woman, but you are my sister – who had just made love with me.”

“By the way, I bought something special to wear tonight,” Aunt Janet remarked.

Mother said, “I had something in mind, too. You can dress in David’s old room if you want to.”

By late afternoon, I could feel the anticipation in the air. We all sat on the couch, cuddled up, with me in the middle. The TV was on, but no one was really watching it. Janet asked if we would like to watch a video. She had brought several with her.

Mother suggested we wait until later. She said she was going to change soon. Aunt Janet said she needed a little time so she would go start. Mother showed her where everything was and came back to sit next to me. She reached over, fondling my cock through my pants, then pulled me to her for a deep kiss.

“I am so glad to have you alone,” she said, “even if only for a few minutes. I want you tonight. No matter what else, I want your body tonight.”

Mother went to change. She was back in twenty minutes looking ready to fuck. She was wearing a short leather vest she allowed to swing open flashing her bare boobs. Her garter belt with nylons framed her bare pussy. Finally, a pair of spike heeled shoes. Her hips swayed as she walked. I started to get hard as she came toward me. She stood in front of me, put one hand on her hip, and said, “Do you like it?”

“I love it.” I managed to gasp out.

She knelt on the couch pulling my head to her for a kiss. I inhaled the scent of her perfume. Our kiss quickly turned hot and passionate. I lowered my lips to her breasts, sucking her nipples, and kneading her tits.

Aunt Janet appeared soon thereafter. She came down the stairs in a full length satin nightgown, a soft cream color with delicate embroidery across the bosom.

Mother stood and went to her.

“Janet, you look lovely.”

She did look lovely. Her hair looked soft and shiny. Her makeup was expertly applied. Her perfume was subtle, perfect for her. She also wore heels. I wanted to see more. I could see she was probably wearing nylons.

Mother put her arms around her sister and they kissed like lovers. She led Janet to a chair instead of the couch. She slid to her knees in front of Janet, rubbing her face against Janet’s satin covered mound. Her hands grasped Janet’s hips and held her close.

Mother stood and kissed Janet again. Mother turned her so the Janet’s back was to her. She put both arms around her, cupping her sister’s breasts. She nuzzled Janet’s neck and her ears. Janet’s hands covered my mother’s on her tits.

Janet turned in Mother’s arms.

“Mary, you look so hot!”

She lowered her head to suck Mother’s bare boob. She kneaded it and caressed it as she sucked at the nipple. Mother gasped as she held her sister’s head tightly to her breast.

Janet fell to her knees in front of Mother, as Mother had been moments earlier. She pushed her head into Mother’s mound, her tongue flicking against her bare skin. Janet licked at her thighs. She forced Mother’s legs apart to reach her pussy. Janet was moaning as she licked at Mother.

“Oh, Mary, you’re just like you were in my dream.”

Mother slid to her knees, facing Janet. They exchanged a hot, wet, kiss – mouths open – their tongues danced and twisted with each other.

Mother pulled back from Janet but kept holding her.

“I need David first Janet. Come with us. We’ll both have him.”

Mother stood and took Janet’s hand. She reached for me as I stood. She led us to the bedroom. I lay on the bed. Janet was beside me. Before my mother lay with us she put the vibrators on the bed tables then she laid next to her sister.

Mother kissed Janet. It was soon hot and passionate. I pulled one of Aunt Janet’s tits from her nightgown. I sucked and nibbled it. Janet moaned and thrashed. Her hand held my head to her tit as she hotly returned my mother’s kisses.

Janet drew her knees up and opened her legs as an invitation. Mother took illegal bahis siteleri one side of the satin nightgown and I took the other. We lifted it to her waist. Janet was wearing nylons up to her thighs. Her light brown pubic hair capped a pussy already weeping with the juices of her lust.

“Eat her now,” my mother told me.

As I lay between my aunt’s legs, my mother was kissing her lips and her tits.

I could smell the perfume Janet was wearing as a perfect complement to the musky scent of her cunt. The lips of her pussy were wet and swollen. They opened enough to show the red of her womanhood peeking through. I put her legs over my shoulders. The friction of her nylons caressed my bare skin.

As my tongue touched her slit, she gasped. She lifted her hips to me. Janet opening her legs further to give me access to her heat. Her arm around my mother tightened. Her other hand grabbed a handful of my hair and pulled me into her wetness. I tasted her fragrant juices as they flowed from her. They soaked the satin of her nightgown. The scent of her lust was muskier than my mother’s. I savored her essences on my lips and tongue. I sucked her clit. I fucked her as deeply as I could with my tongue. Her heels drummed on my back as an orgasm sent her soaring. I could hear her moaning against my mother’s lips as they devoured each other with wet kisses. Orgasm followed orgasm. She was screaming with pleasure. When she was ready to faint, she whispered, “Please stop.”

She lay there, her nylon clad legs spread lewdly, too sated to close them. She put her hand on her cunt, whispering, “It feels so good.”

My mother stayed lying close to her. I laid on her other side. She started to recover after a few minutes. She turned to kiss my mother. She then turned to me. She kissed me open mouthed. She licked my face and lips. She savored the nectar of her own body and tasted the juices of her lusts.

She seemed to recover more. She lay on her back with a smile on her face, looking radiant, glowing with the glow orgasm brings. She looked at Mother then at me.

“Thank you both,” she murmured.

Mother moved to my side of her sister. She looked hot and desirable. She still wore her heels. Her tits peeked out as her vest swung across her chest. My eyes were drawn to the tangle of pubic hair capping her excited pussy. They focused on the puffy lips of her snatch. She threw her nylon clad leg over mine and rubbed the fabric sensuously over my bare flesh.

I was already hot and hard from eating Aunt Janet. Mother was hot, too, from the kisses they had exchanged. Janet was sated, but she had served to make Mother and me hot for each other.

Mother licked my throbbing cock. She laughed as I pulled her butt around so I could lick her cunt. I saw the dew on her swollen lips. I licked it off her. I pushed my tongue into her to lick her clit. I relished the musky sweet scent of her womanhood. I tasted the essences of her heat.

“I want your cock,” she told me. She rolled off me onto her back, her legs open, welcoming me.

I thrust into her hard and fast. There was no finesse, only lust. I pounded her. Her thrusts met mine as we joined in the ancient rhythm. Her body arched under me.

Her murmuring voice repeated, “Fuck me, fuck me.”

She soared on the wings of pleasure as her body reveled in the waves of bliss pouring into her and through her. She rolled us over and was on top of me, rode me, and impaled her hot cunt on my manhood.

She leaned forward to let me suck her tit. She showered me with wet kisses.

Her sister laid next to us, rubbing her clit as she watched us.

My mother straightened up, taking all of my cock into her.

“You need Janet,” she told me, gasping with her lust. To her sister she said, “Get up on David, Janet. My David wants you. Ride his face.”

Janet straddled me. My mother’s arms went around her to cup her tits. Janet’s sweet pussy was in front of me. I pushed my face into its wetness. Mother nuzzled her neck. She twisted her nipples. Janet’s nightgown was pushed up to her waist. She looked lewd and desirable. Her hand twisted in my hair as she soared quickly to another orgasm. My mother was speaking softly in her ear.

“Come for us, Janet. Come for David. Come for Mary.”

My mother was soaring into orgiastic pleasure along with her sister.

With two women cumming on top of me, I was soon pouring my cum into my mother’s womanhood. I thrust hard and deep. The electric joy of orgasm sent thrills through my cock. Through my body. Through my every cell. I pumped myself dry in my mother’s hot cunt.

We all wound down from there, but it took a while. I softened slowly. Janet kept her hand in my hair and my face close to her fragrant pussy. My mother stayed on top, even as I softened, nuzzling Janet while caressing her tits.

Mother was whispering in Janet’s ear, “Would you like to kiss me there now, Janet? Would you like it to be like your dream?”

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My mother moved off me to stand. Taking Janet’s hand, she helped her to stand, too. I looked at them. Even in my sated state, they looked like two goddesses. My mother was hot with the short vest over her bare boobs, her garter belt, nylons, heels with a bare pussy. Her sister looked elegant in the creamy satin nightgown, also with heels. Hidden were the nylon sheathed legs leading to the swollen lips of her cunt.

My mother led her sister to a chair. The two women embraced. They kissed each other hard on the lips. They started softly. The passion increased. They fondled each other’s tits. The ground their groins together. Janet slid down her sister’s body to her knees. She rested her head against her sister’s mound. My mother spread her legs. Janet’s tongue flickered around her cunt.

Mother sat then. She opened her legs to Janet. Her hand on Janet’s head urged her into her heat.

My mother whispered to her, “David’s seed is in me. It’s waiting for you.”

Mother put her legs on Janet’s shoulders. Janet clutched Mother’s cheeks to pull herself into her.

Janet pushed her tongue into my mother’s wet pussy. She followed with her lips. Sucking and licking, she thrilled my mother. I watched as Janet pushed her face into her sister’s heat and rubbed herself in the essences of my mother’s cunt.

I picked up a vibrator and knelt behind Janet. I did not want my mother’s pleasure to end. I pulled up the back of my aunt’s nightgown, and urged her legs apart. I felt her with my finger. She was wet. The juices ran down her leg. I set the toy on high. I shoved it into her. Janet gasped as the thrill ran through her cunt. My mother’s heels were drumming on her sister’s back. Her hand twisted in Janet’s hair and held her prisoner at the snatch. Both women were cumming continuously; shuddering. Janet’s screams were muffled by my mother’s pussy. My mother finally pushed Janet’s head away. She rested it on Mother’s thigh as she enjoyed a final orgasm from the vibrator.

We all slept together, pleasantly satisfied, in a tangle of bare flesh, satin and nylon.

I had to get up early to get back to school. After a group hug, with a special hug and kiss for my mother and a heartfelt “thank you” for Aunt Janet, I got on the road. I made it just in time.

Mother and I emailed each other at least once every day. Monday evening, she emailed me: “What a wonderful weekend.”

I was planning on staying at school for the weekend to study for my finals. I would miss my weekend at home, but I needed to be prepared.

During the week, I got a few letters off to engineering firms in the area, inquiring about summer employment. I thought the fact I was going to be continuing my education might generate some interest.

Mother’s Wednesday email said she was thinking she would like to come to visit Friday Night.

“I would be leaving Saturday morning, so I wouldn’t interfere too much with your studies.”

She went on to say she had already made reservations, but it would be no problem to cancel them.

I emailed her back: “Yes, come.”

Mother left work a little early Friday to drive up. She checked into the motel; a rather upscale inn. She called me as soon as she got to her room. I told her I’d be right there.

Minutes later, she opened the door for me. I stepped in. We were in each other’s arms as soon as the door closed. We kissed hard, open mouthed, like the lovers we were. Her tits pushed into my chest. Our groins rubbed.

“I love you,” we spoke together.

I stepped back to look at my mother. She had left from work. She was wearing a tailored suit with a skirt that made her ass look delicious. The suit jacket was draped over a chair leaving her with a high collared white blouse. Below the skirt, I could see she was wearing nylons with moderate heels.

I looked around the room. It was large and roomy. Even with a king sized bed, there was plenty of space. There was a round table with four chairs and a desk.

“I made coffee,” Mother said. “Let’s have some.”

We sat at the table with our coffee.

Mother said, “I’d like to know what your thoughts are about last weekend.”

“Mother,” I told her, “it was exhilarating. I can’t describe what how excited I got watching your sister going down on you. I started using the vibrator on her so she wouldn’t stop eating you.”

“It was nice,” My mother said. “More than nice; it was electrifying. I never in my wildest dreams ever thought about getting it off with a woman. Much less my older sister.” Mother paused then. “Tell me about fucking her. Did you like it? I’m not asking because of jealousy.”

“I’d have to say I did,” I replied. “A big part of the reason might be because she hadn’t had any for such a long time.”

“I had a strange reaction, David.” Mother said. “I was thrilled when you ate Janet’s pussy. I was thrilled again when you fucked her. It made me so hot.

“We need to decide where we want to go from here,” My mother said. “We could probably have an orgy every week, but I think we would get jaded. You and I haven’t finished learning about each other yet.”

“What would Aunt Janet like?” I asked.

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