Huntin’ Season Ch. 01

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Bev and I were waitresses at a hunting lodge. We dealt with all kinds of customers. But the 3 we often remember and talk about the most happened last year.

We knew this season was going to be the busiest we ever seen. The rooms were completely booked. We were run off our feet. Men were wanting everything that night. These 3 guys, Paul, Greg, and Tom, were tipping them back pretty good. The place was rocking.

Last call came and went. Bev and I were trying to clean up so we could call it a night. Those 3 guys were not leaving. We told them it was closing time. But they insisted we come to the cabin for one drink then they would leave. Ok what have we got to lose. So we agreed to meet them there in 30 minutes. They left.

One was very cute for an older guy. That was Paul. All night he kept say “Tami, you are having a good ass day!” And his friends would chuckle.

Anyways Bev and I cleaned, and locked up. Were we sure we wanted to go to cabin 10? What the hell, let’s go. Bev’s husband was out of town and me, single. So let’s go have fun.

We knocked on the door. Greg opened it. Actually for the record, Greg and Tom were not too bad looking either. We went in.

Paul passed us each a beer. Not wanting to offend anyone i took it. Music was on, and the room was just relaxed. We sat talking, drinking. But the beer was getting to me quickly. I was getting giddy. czech experiment porno As I am not a drinker.

The men were already good and tight. Then something happened I would have never dreamed of. I was sitting between Paul and Greg. Bev was on the other couch beside Tom. Paul’s hand went and pushed my hair back and started kissing my earlobe. My eyes closed and I took a breath. Then his hand went to my knee and moved up. His mouth moving down to my neck. It was like i was frozen not having the strength to push him away. My body sliding down. his hand rubbing against my crotch. As everyone carries on talking, Paul’s hand moves up the button on my jeans undoing it. And slipping his hand down, under my panties. Going down, down, down. His fingers parting my lips. by now everyone was silent and watching. Drinking. His fingers feeling every bit of my pussy. Greg is getting turned on, reaching he undoes the buttons on my shirt. I lay back and am in heaven with Paul’s fingers. Then Greg undoes my bra. My breasts exposed.

At this point, Bev gets up and takes Toms hand, and leads him into the bedroom.

Just Greg, Paul and me. Greg leans over and starts licking my breast. His tongue making the nipple harder. Then I moan out cuz Paul puts two of his fingers inside of my pussy. But he can’t get the motion he wants. He pulls his hand out.

Greg czech first porno video still sucking my breasts. Greg realizes what Paul has in mind. He stops. Paul takes a hand and pulls me to my feet. Taking hold of my pants he pushes them down. I step out of them. Looking at him, I can tell he is so turned on. Then Greg comes up behind me. And starts kissing my neck and pulling my shirt over my shoulders. Slowly he takes my shirt right off. Then, pulling my bra straps off my shoulders, he let it fall to the floor.

Paul comes closer and kneels. Pulling my panties off. I step out of them. He kisses my stomach. Working lower and lower with each kiss. Going over my shaved mound. His hands spreading my legs. I lick my lips and move my head sideways. Breathing harder. His fingers again parting my lips. His tongue entering my pussy.

Greg is watching. Getting harder by the minute. He starts to undress. Watching our every move. Paul’s tongue flicking around. He finds my clit and sucks on it. I breath harder again. And moaning.

My first orgasm has come. Paul enjoys it. The juice is running. He laps it up and stops. He feels his cock growing in his pants.

Greg, as if he knows Paul’s signals, takes my hand. And he lays on the floor. His cock standing erect. I straddle Greg. With my back to his face I sit down onto his cock. Paul czech game porno is getting undressed. It slides in my moist pussy so easily. I move up and down on it. Working it.

Then Paul comes over to me. Standing, he runs his fingers thru my hair. And with one hand on his cock and one hand on my head he pulls my head toward him. I open my mouth. Taking the head slowly in and out.

Meeting each of Greg’s thrusts, I take hold of Paul’s cock and let it slide in. Slowly sucking. The smell, ohhhhh it is so nice. Trying to make each of these men happy, I try to keep up with them. I suck on one and fuck the other.

Time passes and I feel Greg pushing harder into me. And Paul, he is moving his cock, as if he is screwing me. My pussy feeling Greg’s hot cum in it. And then there’s Paul. Trying to fuck my mouth. I deep throat his cock and suck it like there’s no tomorrow. He starts breathing harder and harder. I try to swallow as much of his cum as I can. But there is so much. It drips out of my mouth.

The aroma is cum, the whole room seems full of it. Paul pulls out of my mouth. I wipe my mouth off. Smiling at him. All three of us are exhausted. I stand up. Greg gets up too. Coming behind me he kisses me on the neck and whispers in my ear “Tam, you are the best fuck I have had in ages.”

He goes to get his pants on. Paul grabs my clothes and comes over to me. “Here sweetie, the bathroom is over there, if u need to clean up.”

I turn to go there. He slaps my ass. “Tami, you are having a fucking nice ass day.” I laugh and wiggle my ass at them.

This has definitely been the best hunting “tale” I will ever have.

PART 2-BEV’S BEDROOM ADVENTURE—–TO BE CONTINUED

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Humped on a Stump

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You’re the only one I wanna touch
I see your face every time I dream
On every page, every magazine
So wild so free so far from me
You’re all I want, my fantasy

It was almost as if Constance was waiting for me.

That’s because she was.

I asked her to surprise me with a re-enactment of one of her spectacular modeling photos; she could choose which one, and where. That would be her surprise. Then I would take it from there.

I had surprises for her as well.

Connie had chosen wisely. She had chosen her former avatar photo, the one where she sat on a tree stump in a sheer pair of ebony lace panties, legs spread, inviting attention to the hallowed, sacred fertile ground that would be the ultimate destination for our fantasy today.

I approached her from behind, my picnic basket full of her favorites, cokes (the legal kind) and chocolates, and slipped a silk scarf over her azure blue eyes. She shivered slightly as the light turned to darkness behind the impromptu blindfold. “It’s Donna Karan,” I whispered as I nibbled on the nape of her neck, brushing her platinum hair away.

“You models are all such high-maintenance, only the best for you.” It was our little inside joke, disparaging the behavior of far too many models within the industry and their incessant demands.

She opened her mouth, but I held a fingertip to her lips. “Don’t speak. Just enjoy.” In the next motion, I eased the headphones of an Ipod over her ears with the Def Leppard track on it, “Photograph”.

If she could only hear, Connie would have heard the sound of my zipper being lowered and the soft ‘plop’ of my shorts as they fell to the ground. Instead, with her tactile senses of hearing and speech and sight temporarily rendered moot, Constance would have to rely on more sensual sensations, such as touch and taste and smell.

I straddled the stump behind her and began to rub my already turgid cock along the back of her neck, gently raising her hair and softly whapping it in a rhythmic fashion on her alabaster skin. Instinctively, her head swiveled to turn towards the cock, like a moth to a flame. She could feel the thickness, she could only imagine the length, but already Connie had felt nothing quite like this steel-hard penis.

I stopped her head in mid-turn with a gentle push on the back of her skull, assuring that she could only turn forty-five degrees. She began to moan almost inaudibly as I grabbed my shaft between my fist and started to rub it along her temple first, and then her cheek, and then finally, dangling oh so tantalizingly close to her mouth, which opened unconsciously like a tiny bird’s waiting to be fed, I rubbed my dick against her the side of her chin.

Like a puppeteer, in complete control of the bobbing head, I again returned her head to face away from me, and I lowered the opened vest off of her shoulders, exposing her perfect D-cup breasts.

With two hands, I cupped and massaged and kneaded her soft yet surprisingly firm globes as Connie began to rock back and forth on her stump. I leaned in while caressing her tits, whose nipples rose in response to my administrations, and I began to softly hump her with my now impossibly hard cock, effectively dry-humping her between the shoulder blades, finding a new erogenous spot on her body.

No one had ever fucked her back before, she smiled to herself, feeling the puddle of moisture now begin to cascade down czech experiment porno the folds of her still panty-covered pussy.

Her nipples felt as if they would combust and explode as I mashed her tits together and sat down on the stump behind her, my cock now grinding into the small of her back, just above her sublime ass cheeks.

Again, I whispered softly in her ear, “So tall, so slender…but yet..your breasts…..” I pinched each nipple at once, pulling them away from her body, perhaps an inch and a half. “…Your breasts are incredible. Just waiting to be sucked. Would you like me to suck your breasts, Connie? Would you like to me to make love to them with my mouth?” She nodded, groaning loudly.

I rose and stood, walking around to the front of her, still fondling those wonderfully shaped and textured breasts. “No, I’ve changed my mind. I think I want to fuck your tits first. Would you like to feel my big cock on your lovely tits, Constance?”

I didn’t wait for a response. I already knew the answer. I could put my cock anywhere in her or on her at this point. She was mine, she had surrendered mind and body.

Connie willingly assisted the efforts, pressing her full breasts together and wrapping them around my cock. Though blindfolded, which exacerbated the intense eroticism of the moment, she could still feel the small drops of pre-cum dripping onto her nipples. I lifted a finger to her mouth, and she immediately sucked first one, then another, and then quickly a third finger into her lips, sucking on them as she would a throbbing cock, with hunger, with enthusiasm.

With complete lust.

As she tit-fucked my thick cock and suckled on my fingers, I reached around her head and peeled off the blindfold. Her ocean-blue eyes blinked in the sudden sunlight, but she never stopped rocking on my dick nor sucking on my digits.

We looked into each others’ eyes for the first time, and her mouth began to unconsciously descend downward as she caught sight of my member between her globes. I clamped on with my hands, still on the scarf, and feigned that I was going to guide her beautiful face towards the object of her desire, to be engulfed within her waiting and needy mouth.

But instead, I released my hold on her head and bent down to kiss her, replacing my tongue where my cock longed to be, deep within her lips. Our kissing immediately escalated the already torrid outdoor exchange, and we both virtually panted. The chemistry in the kissing was like an oral inferno.

It is undeniably true, kissing is still the most intimate act, the precursor of all carnal explorations to come.

Reluctantly, I moved my mouth from hers and began a slow descent down Connie’s slim neck, nibbling and licking southward, onto her collarbone, and then finally, my lips wrapped around each breast with ardor, no pretense of teasing now. I looked up and watched in glee as her head leaned back and she closed her eyes to absorb the pleasure that my mouth, lips, tongue, hands, and fingers were providing to her fabulous full tits.

Even then, I did not stop after several long, leisurely minutes of tit-sucking. Connie’s own hands now served as guides as my head traversed down onto her taut, flat tummy, and I made love to each of the beauty birthmarks that adored her tanned stomach, tracing small circles around each one. I made notice that Connie’s legs had now parted imperceptibly as czech first porno video she still sat prone on the wide tree stump, and my one hand lowered between her toned thighs, running my fingertips over the silk fabric of her panties.

I felt the heat radiate palpably from beneath the sheer fabric, and her stomach rippled in anticipation of what was to come. Connie’s athletically lean and long muscles trembled slightly as I ran my tongue along the almost invisible light blonde hairs that sprinkled her inner thighs. Looking up, I saw that Connie’s eyes now blazed into my own. It was an unspoken affirmation of what I was about to do.

While still looking at her face, I eased a finger under the hemline that covered her pussy and eased it to one side. Connie gasped as the humid breeze wafted over her now exposed pussy, her crystal-blue eyes now small slits. I snaked the index finger of my left hand along the creases of her bright salmon-hued labia while lifting her left leg over my right shoulder.

Her high-heeled shoe dug into my back and I began to softly explore her slit, dripping small streams of her nectar down onto the tree stump. With two hands now, I pulled apart her folds perhaps two or three inches apart as she moved her right leg farther apart, allowing me unfettered access.

I pursed my lips together and began to suck on the spongy lips of her outer labia, while sliding another finger into her sopping gash. She grabbed the back of my head and whimpered almost inaudibly as my tongue licked ever so softly over the bottom of the swollen hood of her clit.

Her taste was unlike any I had ever enjoyed. Clean, fresh, with just the hint of musk that accompanies the discharge of the stream of sexual fluids just before a woman ejaculates. Connie was on the brink, teetering on the edge of orgasm, I could take her over the precipice any time I so desired.

And I so desired.

My lips wrapped around the engorged hood and I took the little ivory nub in my mouth as two fingers snaked upward and caressed the tender mass of flesh that was her g-spot. Her cunt opened like a blossoming flower and a burst of sweet pepperminty cum shot into my mouth, coating my chin as it dripped down from my lips, such was the force of her release. The long leg that was splayed over my shoulder began to pulse and kick violently in an involuntary reflex.

As the beautiful model came powerfully, I licked her clit more urgently and watched as her stomach muscles rippled, having the same effect as tiny pebbles being skimmed across the surface of a small pond. My fingers dipped deeply into her steamy slit, almost reaching the top walls perhaps six inches within her hot cunt, and her kegel muscles gripped my invading digits in a vice-like grip. Connie came again, immediately succeeding the first blast.

This one was even more pronounced, and her wails echoed through the forest behind us. We were now lost in nature as she lost all control.

While still in the throes of her climax, I rose from my knees and simultaneously picked her up so that our bodies mashed against each others. I felt her firm tits press against my chest as she gasped, emitting words for the first time, breaking the unspoken rules by doing so.

“Oh my God, fuck me! Please, oh God, please fuck me. Now!”

Wanting to comply, with a mighty yank, I grabbed her panties at the hip, and they virtually disintegrated. czech game porno So much for props.

I grabbed her tight buttocks and raised that same leg that was just punishing my back and we began to kiss passionately as I eased my length into her steaming, needy slit. She was so wet that I filled her completely within several long deep strokes.

Each time I withdrew from my urgent thrusts, I was careful not to extract my cock from her tight cunt. The fit was perfect. Connie groaned and moaned incoherent curses into my mouth as we animatedly kissed and fucked, fucked and kissed, two wild, rabid animals now alone in the field.

With my hands still holding onto her ass to brace our balance, I pulled her cheeks apart with one hand and began to rim her the outline of her anus with the middle finger of the other. Her eyes opened wide as she prepared for an anal insertion of my fingers, but I had other plans, for now at least.

While never releasing her tight cunt that was now wrapped around my cock like Saran Wrap, I shuffled across the mulch beneath my feet and sat down on the tree stump, turning Connie around so that she could ride on top of me, reverse-cowgirl-style.

Connie, too, never broke stride, rocking up and down on my cock which now whacked against her cervix in this new position which permitted deeper penetration. Her ass slapped down on my own stomach as I reached around her and once more played with her clit, and her own hands tugged on her wildly bouncing breasts.

I maneuvered my legs so that I could wrap her calves under mine, so that our legs interlocked in a pretzel configuration, so that Connie’s body was now fully suspended in mid-air.

She had nowhere to land except with her pussy being impaled by seven inches of titanium-like cock, again and again and again, harder, frantic, her sensational body now fully enveloped in bliss, being willingly assaulted by a long, thick dick reaching heretofore spots within her, and then…………………

My cum shot like a riptide as it was buried seven inches deep into Connie’s sweetly battered pussy. She felt a rush of warm, thick fluid and the surreal throbbing of a dick releasing its appreciation of her beauty, five, six, seven spurts of hot semen, and her own body collapsed in her own ecstasy, one small orgasm after another pursing through her thoroughly sated body.

I reluctantly lifted her off of me, and her lips parted from my cock with a squishy “pop”. I turned her to face me and I saw the stream of my cum and her juices flowing from her swollen slit in a milky stream.

I stood and our bodies melted together one last time, heaving, perspiration-covered, the air heavy with the aroma of hot, torrid sex that we had just shared. I half expected the wildlife peering through the trees to put down their popcorn and break into spontaneous applause. “Now THAT’s how to fuck,” I could almost hear the bunnies saying enviously.

I wiped the golden hair away from her sweaty brow, and tenderly kissed Connie’s forehead.

“Does that answer your question about what my intentions were, Constance? Now, how about a picnic? Naked.”

Silent once again, Connie’s eyes lit up. She squatted before me and took my still twitching cock in her two hands, peering at it lovingly, cupping my balls with one manicured hand and stroking me with her long fingers with the other. She lifted my cock toward my belly button and began to lick my testicles and shaft, still saturated with her own juices.

“The picnic can wait just a bit,” she said, quickly masturbating me back to glory with two those talented hands.

“I have my own intentions. I haven’t sucked this magnificent cock yet.”

We never had that picnic. See, some models are very easy to work with.

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Sasha’s Daddy

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*All characters shown are above 18 years*

‘Man that was one heck of a sleep’. I opened my eyes slowly while stretching my legs and arms. I was in my bed, the rays of sun entering the master bedroom indicating it was well past nine. I walked towards the kitchen wearing a simple cargo pant and as I was pouring a cup of coffee my wife called out to me.

“Good morning sunshine.”

Amy’s smile was radiant as usual, but I could see a bit of envy hidden in her smile.

“You slept like a log huh Phil.”

“Yes I did ma’am,” I replied giving her a light kiss on the lips.

“I wish I could take a day off and get comfy with you in bed, but my damned manager is going to fire me if I don’t finish the report from yesterday’s meeting.”

She said with a sigh while making a puppy face which made me chuckle.

Amanda or Amy as I call her is a woman of 5’5 height with brown hair and a slightly overweight body. The years had not been kind to her. The work stress had taken a toll on her otherwise beautiful body. With my 5’11 height and a good build, which I maintained through the daily workouts, kept me in a good shape. We looked like an odd couple though, with her looking more older than her actual age and I looking younger than her. But I still love her just like I did back in the day.

Amanda and I met in junior high and it was love at first sight. She was an average looking girl back then, but her hazelnut eyes and the radiant smile had won me many times over. It took me quite some time to finally confess to her and she immediately said yes. And eight years later we got married and a year later we had our beautiful daughter Natasha or Sasha as I call her.

Now we live in a cosy apartment in the suburbs and even though my job as a photographer is not very lucrative, Amy’s work at the consultancy has been good. Her office was 5 miles from where we lived, and it was almost time for her to leave for work.

“Look on the bright side. I will do the dishes and clean the house while you can focus on your work and when you come back, a hot steamy bath will be waiting for you, a hot steamy bath with me that is,” I said with a mischievous smile.

“You better keep that promise Phil.”

She leaned forward pulling me into a long and passionate kiss. The effects it had on my body was undeniable. My engorged nether regions a clear giveaway.

‘Today is going to be a wild night for sure,’ I thought thinking about all the kinky stuff Amy does when she is in the mood.

“Get a room.” An annoyed sound came from the side which brought me back from my thoughts.

“We will when I get back,” came the snarky reply from my wife.

“Well good morning to you too Sasha,” I said giving a small hug to my daughter.

Natasha had just come down from her room evidently annoyed at the sight of her parents making out. She wore a yellow jumper and a peach coloured pyjama that coupled with her unkempt hairdo and dark brown eyes made her look good in the morning.

“Any progress in your admission process? ” Amy asked while stuffing her mouth with whatever she could.

” Not much,” Sasha replied.

“Well you better put a peddle to it. I don’t want you to be goofing around and missing college. “

“Aren’t you already late for your office? ” Sasha asked clearly avoiding the question.

“Oh my God! Look at the time. Bye honey. See you two later,” Amy ran out to the garage, with her mouth still chewing on the food.

“Sheesh she is finally gone!.” Sasha turned around to face me, with a wide smile spread on her face.

The sound of Amy’s car driving away from the garage could be heard.

“Come on, she is your mother you could be much more considerate towards her.”

“Don’t care. She nags me to no end all the time. And she always hogs your time when she is home. “

“She is my wife Sasha,” I replied having no idea how to reply czech casting porno any better.

“And I’m your daughter” She retorted.

“Is my little princess angry at your old man for not giving you attention?” I asked, while holding out my hands wide.

“I can never be mad at you dad and you’re not old.”

She hugged me tightly. We stood there for a moment and when I tried to break the hug, she kept hugging me tighter.

“Why do you only wear your cargo pants while you’re inside the house dad?” She said breaking the hug.

“It’s much more comfortable this way. Do you want me to wear a shirt along with it?”

“Definitely not.”

The way Sasha replied made me realize she actually meant what she said unlike her usual half hearted answers.

“Good to know and since we are on that topic, I would also like you to know that I’m sorry for the other day. When you brought your friends over, I wasn’t properly dressed, and it was very embarrassing for you,” I said while scratching my head.

“Nah it’s alright. You have nothing to be sorry about and I wasn’t embarrassed just angry at myself.”

“At yourself? Why? ” I was getting confused at her reply.

“Yeah angry that I let my friends see this sexy body of yours.” She said tracing her hands on my chest.

“Hahaha well good to know you still think I have a good body,” I said somehow able to hide my surprise at her comment.

Even though I was surprised at her reply, this was becoming more and more familiar to me. For nearly a year the way Sasha behaved had been getting more and more complicated. Her annoyed attitude towards Amy, a few angry comments made by Sasha when me and Amy were kissing, where all part of the change seen in her.

At first, I didn’t notice anything was off. But little by little, I noticed how Sasha was acting differently whenever Amy left for work. She became clingier, more outspoken, even asking me some very personal questions.

But I always felt that this was a phase she was going through and whatever it was she is still my little princess, so I didn’t bother much. And her comment was the latest in the long list of things she said which I felt odd at most.

After breakfast we both retired to our rooms and I made sure to lock the room so that I could get some alone time. The morning kiss with Amy had kept my nether regions somewhat excited and the talk with Sasha only made it worse. I felt bad when my somewhat excited schlong became even more excited when Sasha said I was sexy. So, I had to fly solo, as Amy would say when I had to take care of my hard on alone.

I took my sweet time going through the pages of the porn site I frequented, jerking off to my favourite porn videos. When I was done and my dick was back to normal, I went to the couch in the living room switching on the TV to watch something to pass the time. I picked a soap opera. Watching those boring dialogues, the cliché tropes was a good way to waste your time with as little mental work as possible.

As I was watching the soap opera Sasha came out of her room towards me walking at a brisk pace. Her jump sweater and pyjama had been replaced by a red tank top and a pair of very tight yoga shorts.

Sasha was always beautiful in my eyes. Her dark brown eyes and an ample bosom which easily could be a 34C and her plump ass made her easily one of the sexiest girls in her class.

But right now, even I, as her father, could see how much she had grown over the years. The bosom hugging tank top which revealed a lacy bra underneath and her yoga shorts which couldn’t hide her plump ass was making my dick react ever so earnestly. Rather than her body which was simply irresistible, what attracted my attention was her face. Her whole face was a shade red, the kind of red you get when you are excited.

She reached the couch and stood by my side. She bent czech couples porno down and started to hug me tightly.

Her perky breasts where now pressing against me and its effects on my body were hard to suppress.

“To what do I owe the pleasure of getting a hug,” I said wryly trying to hide the excitement in my pants.

“Can’t I hug my dad when I please? ” She retorted. But her breathing was a bit heavy.

“Were you working out honey? ”

“Yea sort of. Let’s watch something interesting.”

She took the remote from my hand before I could even ask what kind of exercise she was doing. She stood in between the television and me while browsing through the channels.

Was it just me or was she intently letting me check out her body, I did not know, nor did I bother?

I took the opportunity to fully appreciate the woman my sweet little daughter had grown into.

As if she knew I was done checking her out she turned around.

“Let’s watch this horror film together.”

“Sure, whatever you want honey.”

“But what will you do if I get scared? “

“Haha! yea like that is going to happen.”

“Just because I am grown up doesn’t mean I won’t get scared.”

She pouted but somehow, I felt she stressed on the words ‘grown up’ more than necessary as if she was trying to make a point.

“Well, what do you want me to do? ” I asked her.

“Hold me tight like you always do when I get scared.”

“Yea okay. You want me to hold your hand…. ”

Before I could finish, she jumped into my lap. For a split second it seemed like she was trying to put my cock between her plump ass. She leaned back onto my chest and placed the back of her head on my shoulders. Now we were both facing the television but the angle at which she leaned back allowed me to view her perky bosom with her cleavage in full display.

She took each of my hands in hers and placed them over her abdomen. We both were sitting as if I was hugging her from the back but in a sitting position.

All my senses were making me very aroused. The view of her ample cleavage, the deep scent from her hair, the touch of her skin on my chest, her hands holding mine in hers, her plump ass sitting on my semi erect dick, her long slender legs sliding over mine. It was taking all my willpower to stop myself from making a move on my own daughter.

“This brings back memories, right daddy?” She said in a seductive way.

The last part, the last word, ‘Daddy’ sent my semi erect dick into overdrive. My dick started pulsing energetically as if it was trying to say that it wanted the freedom it deserved. My dick was fully erect inside my cargo pants.

“Aren’t you watching the film daddy? “

“Yes honey. Yes, I am,” I barely managed to reply. My mind was still trying to salvage the situation.

“Um honey I was wondering, you never used to call me daddy. Only dad. Why the change all of a sudden? “

“I like daddy more.”

The way she was talking kept getting more and more sexier by the second.

We stayed like that for a while. The more I didn’t concentrate on the film, the more I concentrated on my own daughter laying defenceless in my laps, the more I concentrated on my Sasha the more scared I got about something regrettable happening.

“This film is quite scary.”

“Yes, this is quite scary.”

Every time a silly horror scene came on Sasha jumped up ever so slightly. These scenes which by normal standards wouldn’t even make a helpless kid afraid was making Sasha afraid or so I wanted to believe. Every time she kept hopping on my lap slightly because she was ‘afraid’, Sasha was actually grinding her crotch with my swollen dick.

As I closed my eyes to prevent my mind going crazy, I didn’t notice the slight movements made by my hands. My left hand was moving up from Sasha’s abdomen to her breasts czech estrogenolit porno and my right hand was going down towards her groin.

When I noticed it, I couldn’t believe what was happening. My hands which I thought were moving on their own, was in fact, being guided by another pair of hands – Sasha’s hands.

By the time I could make up my mind it was already too late. My left hand was being pressed against her breast and my right hand was over her pussy, only the thin fabrics of both her tank top and yoga shorts separating my hands from her smooth skin.

“Oh my god!”

“Yikes!”

“Oohh!”

“Sheesh!”

Every time she got scared over silly stuff her hips twisted and turned on my lap a bit. And every time she did that it sent electric shocks through my dick.

Minutes passed and the situation only got worse. Sasha was simply hopping up and down on my lap. Her breath was ragged at best. Her back was resting on my chest and her hips was moving up and down regularly. She was still pressing my hands onto her breasts and her pussy, yet I couldn’t move my hands. My mind was refusing to believe what was happening in front of me, but my dick begged to differ. Every movement from her hips was energizing my dick. Her soft breasts in my hand and the warmth I felt from her pussy was almost irresistible.

“This…. is really……ah-ah….. scary,” her heavy breaths clearly indicating what kind of situation they were in.

“Yea baby, this…is…. sca-r-ry.” I replied in between the heavy grinding my cock was undergoing.

“But it’s re-re-really ahh-hh-h exciting daddy. I-I didn’t think I-I-it would be this good.”

“Yes, me too swe-e-e-ety. This feels real good.”

I didn’t know if she was talking about the film or the grinding, but I didn’t care. I knew what I wanted to do and that was to fuck my little princess senselessly.

As time passed none of us knew what was happening on the television. Sasha kept dry humping me and we were both at our limits.

‘Fuck, here goes everything’ I thought and for the first time I moved my fingers. My left hand squeezing the nipple of her right breast and the middle fingers of my right hand pushing into her pussy. Even though we were separated by the thin fabric of our clothes, that slight touch was all that we needed to climax.

Sasha suddenly went into a spasm leaning back even more into my chest than before. It was as if she was trying to push her body into mine and I was also slightly raising my hips and lifting her up. We both knew what it meant to each other. While I was cumming so hard into my boxers, she was having the orgasms of a lifetime.

“Mmhmmmhmm ah ah ah yes hmmmm.”

She was murmuring as the climax overwhelmed her. She went limp for a while, her pussy juices slowly coming out through the fabric and onto my lap.

We both stayed there for some time. I was unable to come to terms with what just happened while she slowly raised her plump ass from my lap. It was done in a way to help me see the results of the event. Her yoga shorts we’re sticking to her ass more and a wetness could be seen all over it.

“That was a good fu- I mean film, a good film,”she said looking at me with a satisfied look.

I was too dazed to know whether the film was over or not, but I replied anyway.

“Yea it was honey.”

” We should do this in the near future, watching a film together that is.”

“Yes, we should,” I was slowly getting back from the daze.

“Thanks for taking care of me DADDY.”

And even before I could reply she placed a kiss on my cheeks, or so I wanted to believe. The kiss was more on the lips than on my cheeks. It was a short kiss, but the sensation was electrifying at the least.

She walked back to her room, slowly swinging her plump ass from one side to the other in a sensual way and closed the door after entering her room.

I stayed there on the couch for a bit longer trying to put together the gravity of things that just transpired.

“Fuck my life!” I cursed at myself realizing the gravity of the situation.

But little did I know in the coming days that’s exactly what I would be doing over and over — Fuck.

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Sarah finally finished putting away her clothes and cleaning her room in time to help me cook dinner that night. Afterward, as she cleaned up in the kitchen, I went out to mow the yard.

It had been really hot during the afternoon, so I had pushed that chore back, waiting for it to start cooling off a little. Little was the right word; even in the early evening hours, it was still really warm, and within minutes, sweat was pouring off of me. As I finished up in the backyard, the pool was looking more and more inviting.

And I’d have probably gone for a dip, too, if I hadn’t remembered that I probably needed to add chemicals to the water.

Sarah had the same idea about taking a plunge, and I caught her dipping her toe as I walked back through the gate from putting up the mower.

“Wanna go swimming with me, Daddy?” she said, swishing her foot from side to side, rippling the water. “You look like you could use some cooling off.”

“I’d love to, sweetie…” I replied.

Sarah’s face lit up and she grabbed at the hem of her tank top, baring her belly as she started to take it off.

“But I need to check it, and I probably need to add some chemicals. We can go swimming tomorrow.”

Sarah’s smile vanished and her shoulders sagged as she let go of her shirt.

“In the morning?”

“Probably,” I said, opening the cabinet sitting at the edge of the patio. “It depends on what I have to add to the pool.”

“Okay, Daddy.”

“As for cooling off,” I said, “after I get done here, I’m going to go take a shower.”

“There’s a good movie coming on, Daddy. Do you want to watch it with me?”

“Save me a spot on the sofa, sweetie.”

Sarah smiled and bounded into the house.

The pool wasn’t as far out of balance as I thought it was, but it needed a light dose anyway. I added the chemicals and went inside to take my shower.

I noticed Sarah had already gotten comfortable on the sofa, with one leg tucked under her and her other foot planted on the edge of the cushion. The net effect was the cloth of her shorts stretched tight against her crotch, leaving little to the imagination.

I felt drained by the heat. I undressed slowly, crawled into the shower and stood under the water for a minute or two just letting it cascade over me before cleaning up.

A few minutes later, I stepped out of the shower, clean and refreshed. I was almost done drying off when Sarah leaned into the bathroom.

Her eyes widened as she stared at me. I had my towel in front of me, so she couldn’t see my partially erect penis, but that was about the only thing she couldn’t see.

“I thought you might like a glass of ice water, Daddy.”

“Thank you, sweetie.”

Sarah sat the glass of water on the bathroom counter and stood there, her eyes dancing up and down as she bit her lip.

“I’ve got a spot for you next to me on the sofa, Daddy.”

“I’ll be there in a minute.”

“Okay.”

Sarah disappeared through the doorway and I finished drying off. I hung up the towel, and standing there naked, took a drink of the water she’d brought me.

Before she’d moved in with me, I’d come out of the shower and wander around naked at will. I couldn’t do that anymore, could I?

Or, could I?

Sarah and I hadn’t really discussed boundaries yet. But did we really need to? True, she was about to start her senior year in high school, but she was eighteen. She was a young adult. That made all the difference. Didn’t it?

I walked out of my bathroom naked, my semi-erect cock swaying in front of me. Sarah and I would work out our boundaries one way or the other. How we would do that was something we’d have to figure out.

I grabbed a pair of shorts and began to pull them on, pausing for a moment. Should I put on boxers, too? I wanted to be comfortable. If I wore boxers with the shorts, then…

Oh, to heck with it. I wanted to be comfortable, so whether I wore boxers or not beneath these shorts, if Sarah teased my cock to hardness, it would be impossible to conceal it.

I pulled the shorts on and strolled to the living room, water glass almost empty.

The movie was just getting good, and within minutes of me sitting next to her, Sarah was snuggled next to me on the couch, her hand intertwined with mine and her head on my shoulder. Later, she pulled my arm around her and laid her arm on my leg as she nestled against me. By the time the movie was over, she was sitting in my lap, her head resting against mine. Even though we were father and daughter, for nearly a dozen years, we’d been little more than casual acquaintances, and it seemed we were now committed to making up for the closeness and intimacy we’d missed as she’d grown up.

As the credits started rolling, Sarah kissed me on the cheek and hugged me.

“I love you, Daddy.” Sarah’s hands found each other and locked behind my neck.

“I love you, too, sweetheart.” I hugged her and kissed her back, and then we sat there looking at each other. I raked my fingers through her bareback studios porno hair like they were part of a huge comb; Sarah has always liked having her hair played with; she’ll sit for hours and let you brush it or comb it.

It was starting to get late, and I knew both of us weren’t far from being ready to call it a day.

“What do you need to do to get ready for bed, Baby Girl?”

“Not much, Daddy. I finished putting my clothes up. I just want to take a bath first.”

“Okay, sweetie. Don’t make it an all night affair.”

“Daddy…” Sarah started to slide out of my lap and stopped as her feet hit the floor. “I’m not going to take all night. I’m not even going to mess with washing my hair tonight. I’ll do that tomorrow.”

“Okay.”

“Daddy, after I get ready for bed, can I come sit with you for a while like I did last night?”

“Sure, sweetheart.”

“Okay, Daddy.”

Sarah leaned back and kissed me, and I watched her cute little bottom wiggle as she walked down the hall to her bedroom. She might have been wearing shorts and a tank-top, but it did nothing to curb my imagination, now that I knew exactly what she looked like without any of it on.

I found another movie to watch and settled back with my laptop to check email. I’d been out of pocket most of the week. I wondered what I’d missed.

Maybe twenty minutes later, I got up to go to the kitchen to get something to drink as Sarah walked back into the living room, looking at once almost virginal, and yet, clearly not. Her simple white cotton nightgown wasn’t so simple. It had a low, scooped neckline, with buttons that ran down nearly to her waist, slits cut into the side that rose almost up to her hips, and it was thin enough so as to be nearly see-through. Of the five buttons, three of them were unfastened, doing nothing to lend even a small measure of modesty to the gown which dropped to the middle of her thighs, but otherwise did little to hide her body. As she walked over to me, the strap slid from her right shoulder, allowing the gown to slip almost enough to bare her breast.

“You want something to drink, sweetie?”

“Can I just share with you, Daddy?” Sarah slowly pulled the strap back onto her shoulder.

“You can.”

She followed me into the kitchen, hugging my arm as I refilled my glass.

“Are you ready for bed, sweetie?”

She nodded as she leaned against the counter.

“Yes, Daddy.” Sarah followed me back into the living room, sliding the strap back onto her shoulder again, and stopping next to my chair as I sat down and got comfortable.

“Are you?” I wasn’t fully paying attention to what I was doing as I sat my wine glass down; my other hand had a mind of its own, and my fingers touched the back of her leg, running up toward her hip, and as Sarah climbed into my lap, I felt nothing but bare skin beneath my touch.

“I am, Daddy. Brushed my teeth and everything.” Sarah kissed me, pressing her lips hard against mine and forcing her tongue into my mouth.

Minty fresh. I grabbed at her hip and felt my cock getting hard as she held herself against me.

Sarah pulled her lips from mine and smiled, tugging at the hem of her gown and settling herself in my lap. She held onto the slim bunch of cloth only long enough to drape it carefully in her lap and then she laid her head against mine and tucked her hand in between us.

I looked down at my hand, my fingers just beneath the edge of her nightgown, and Sarah’s eyes followed. She lifted the cloth, revealing her naked hip.

“No, I’m not wearing panties, Daddy.”

“I know, sweetheart.”

“I told you I never wear panties to bed. Don’t you remember?”

I nodded and drew in a deep breath. She’d told me that last night, hadn’t she?

“Sometimes I sleep in boxers and a tank top or a t-shirt, and when it gets colder, I might wear pajamas,” she said. “But I never wear panties to bed. I sleep better and I’m just more comfortable. That’s okay, isn’t it?”

What did she want me to say? What did she expect me to say?

“Yes, sweetie, you’re fine.” Ohmigod, you’re fine, sweet baby girl, mine. My hand swept down her thigh; her skin was so soft. My cock was so hard.

Sarah kissed me on the cheek, dropped her hand down between her legs, clenched her thighs together and rolled toward me. She closed her eyes, drew in a deep breath and held it. Then, she let it out, relaxed and reached for my hand, pulling it back up her thigh, pulling it back to her hip. She could feel my cock, couldn’t she? She could feel the hard rod of flesh trapped between us.

She laid her head back on my shoulder, and when she was sure I wasn’t going to pull my hand away from her, she pulled her hand away from mine.

“I still need some more closet space, Daddy. I don’t have enough room for all my clothes.”

“Remind me in the morning, sweetheart, and we’ll work something out.”

“Okay.”

Sarah hugged me and kissed me on the cheek again.

“I love you, czech amatör porno Baby Girl. I still don’t know what made you suddenly decide to come live with me, but I’m glad you did.”

“Mmmm. I love you, too, Daddy. I’m really glad I’m here with you.”

We continued to sit together as the movie began to get good and interesting. Sarah shifted in my arms, pulling her arm from around my neck as she snuggled against me, angling her body a little more to the TV, and dropping one foot to the floor. Her other leg remained strewn across my lap, and as she shifted, basically spreading her legs, rubbing her ass hard against my cock, she did nothing to make sure her gown kept her covered, and my fingers slid along her skin, passing within mere inches of her bare pussy.

The strap on her left shoulder fell from its perch, and I looked down past her shoulder, down the flat of the top of her chest at the curve of her breast.

The arm I’d had around her shoulder earlier dropped to her waist, and as I leaned to kiss her, I brought it up, laying my hand atop the thin cloth, my fingers pressing into her to pull her a little closer to me. I could feel the softness of her flesh, of her breast, beneath the cloth, beneath my fingertips.

Surely she realized her gown was practically open and baring her chest. Only a couple of buttons remained fastened, doing little to preserve her modesty.

As though she were reading my mind, Sarah laid her arm on mine, her fingers dancing along the gauze like cloth. The fingertips of one hand toyed with the top button, alternately pulling at the cloth holding it secure and darting into the gap of cloth, allowing her to touch herself; her other hand pulled at the cloth, lifting it, pulling it up, pulling it from beneath my hand.

I felt Sarah’s breathing deepen as she shifted in my lap, and after watching her fingers fidget for what was only a couple of minutes, she unfastened the button, widening the open gap in her nightgown.

Both of my hands now rested on her bare skin, and Sarah dropped one hand on top of mine, and… was she pushing my hand down? Down between her legs?

The downward pressure stopped as she pulled her hand from mine. Was she merely hinting at what she wanted me to do?

I brushed my fingers lower on the flat of her bare skin and Sarah sighed. My fingers moved lower and I felt the narrowing of the flesh leading to her pussy.

“Mmmm.” Sarah laid her head back against my shoulder.

I kissed her naked shoulder and looked down at her all but naked breasts as my fingers brushed against the skin just above her clit. Sarah tilted her head away from me, offering me her neck. My lips trailed across her skin, matching the caresses of my fingers, making her purr.

The movie came to an end and Sarah began turning back toward me. As she did, the other strap fell from her shoulder and the front of her gown sagged; Sarah’s breasts appeared, her nipples half exposed.

Sarah looked down and giggled. She shifted in my lap again and the gown fell further; her nipple stood out on the top of her breast, only partially erect, looking very kissable and suckable.

“I’m sorry, sweetheart,” I said, pulling at the cloth of her gown. “Between your gown being unbuttoned and you twisting around in my lap…” My thumb hooked into her strap and I quickly realized I was in fact doing nothing to cover Sarah back up.

Sarah’s fingers touched the side of my face as I untangled myself from the strap.

“It’s okay, Daddy.” Sarah looked at my hand and then at me. “It’s not like you didn’t see me naked earlier today.” She slowly slid her arm around my neck as she reached for a strap with the other hand and pulled it up. Her gown only partly cooperated; it hung open, leaving one beautiful breast uncovered.

Sarah sat there, one hand at the back of my neck, the other gently pushing my hand back down between her thighs as my eyes took her in. I let her push my hand down to where it had been moments earlier; Sarah pushed her legs farther apart as my fingers brushed against the crease of skin where legs met pelvis. I brushed ever so lightly across her clit, moving to make contact with the swollen, wet folds of her labia. Sarah laid her hand against my chest as she sighed, laying her head aside mine as I slid a finger into the wetness of her pussy lips.

I pulled my head back just a bit and kissed her on the forehead, my lips lingering against her skin. Sarah breathed hard against my neck and tilted her head up as I lowered mine. We stared at each other for a moment, hearts pounding and breaths heavy.

I was still rock hard; my balls were beginning to hurt. I could lift her up and pull my shorts down, freeing my cock. Then, it wouldn’t take much effort at all to maneuver her and… what was I thinking?

I kissed Sarah.

I meant for it to be a quick kiss that would linger for only a moment before I hugged her tight, but her fingers at the back of my head urged me against her as she opened her mouth; czech bitch porno I ran my tongue across my baby girl’s lips and then I stuck my tongue into her mouth, finding her tongue. Sarah gasped and her fingers clutched at me.

“Mmmm… Daddy…” Sarah’s eyes were wide with surprise, her mouth open and smiling as the breathed hard. “Kiss me like that again.”

I leaned into her and pressed my lips against Sarah’s, running my fingers up into her hair and holding her to me as I held my fingers gingerly against her swollen cunt. Sarah’s mouth separated from mine as she gasped for breath and clung to me. I took a deep breath, inhaling Sarah’s scent.

Fresh. Clean. Soapy. Aroused.

My hands were touching nothing but her naked flesh, and the desire to actually touch her was causing my cock to positively throb. I had no doubt that my cock was beginning to ooze pre-cum, just as her pussy was wet enough to slide into. Neither of us would go to sleep easily. We both needed relief.

“It’s time for you to go to bed, Baby Girl.”

“But, Daddy…”

Sarah’s hand dropped down between her legs, covering mine, her fingers pressing against me, urging me to touch her deeper. I slid my middle finger into her pussy and Sarah gasped.

“Ohhh, Daddy! That feels sooo good!”

“You like having Daddy’s finger inside you, Baby Girl?”

Sarah nodded, her mouth wide open as she gasped for breath.

“Make me cum, Daddy. Please make me cum.”

With my palm pressed against her and my finger buried inside her, I kissed Sarah on the cheek and rubbed the bare skin of her upper back as I placed my lips against her ear.

“Go get in bed, sweetie.” I slowly pulled my finger from Sarah’s sodden cunt. I didn’t really want to, but I knew that not only did we both need relief; neither of us was anywhere near comfortable at the moment.

Sarah’s eyes fluttered open at the cessation of sensation. Her eyes, wide and desperate for pleasure, searched mine as I pulled my hand from between her legs. I looked down; my finger was soaked with her pussy juice.

Her gaze followed mine and Sarah grabbed my hand, pulling it to her face. Looking at me, she licked at my middle finger, tasting herself. I knew better than to think this was the first time Sarah had ever tasted her own sweetness; she was doing it for my benefit.

“Do you taste sweet, Baby Girl?”

Sarah smiled and nodded as she pushed her hand toward me. I licked at the wetness coating my finger; my little girl did indeed taste sweet; I’d have to sample at the source later.

“Come on, sweetie. It’s getting late. It’s been a long day and we both need to go to bed.”

I leaned forward, and with disbelief on her face, Sarah slid out of my lap, landing one foot on the floor and managing to stand up, the strap sliding once more from her shoulder. Her nightgown was clearly committed to falling off of her.

I slid forward to the front of the sofa as Sarah found her footing, and she turned to face me, her legs brushing against mine as she put her hands on my shoulders.

“Daddy, why won’t you make me cum?”

I was so close to the edge of the couch and she had turned almost immediately in front of me; my hands had nowhere to go but her thighs, and I suddenly found myself, well, not face to face, so much, with Sarah. With the straps of her nightgown down from her shoulders, her gown remained fallen from its rightful perch on her body, and likewise, her breasts remained bare. Her young, succulent globes rose and fell with each breath she took, and we were close enough that I could still clearly smell her clean freshness.

“I know you enjoyed it earlier today, Daddy,” she said. “When you made me cum, I mean.”

My eyes danced from one erect nipple to the other, taking in the subtle ridges in her delicious, young flesh.

“And I’m pretty sure you liked it when you came, too.”

I did indeed, Baby Girl. I did indeed. You’ve felt my cock pressing up against you, haven’t you?

“You know how wet I am, Daddy.”

Sarah pulled a hand from my shoulder and grabbed at the front of her nightgown, pulling it up, gathering the cloth into her hand until she held it pooled beneath her breasts. She stood there essentially naked in front of me, belly, breasts and pussy bare.

The tip of her tongue slid out of her mouth and she bit her lip.

“Don’t you want to make me cum again, Daddy?”

I looked down, my eyes taking her in. I could feel myself weakening. I was able to resist all but my little girl. My gaze wandered up her thighs, pausing at the red, swollen, wet lips of her tight, young cunt before continuing upward. As my eyes rose on level with her breasts, she leaned closer.

“Please, Daddy?”

I looked up into her eyes. Sarah fairly hovered over me, tiny white teeth brushing against her pouting lower lip as she blinked her soft, warm, brown eyes.

The last of my resolve crumbled and I leaned forward and kissed her belly. Sarah’s other hand moved from my shoulder to the back of my head as I lifted my lips from her warm skin.

I tilted my head up and kissed her breast, moving my lips quickly to her nipple, feeling the bud flex and spring forward between my lips against my tongue. I swirled my tongue against her tender flesh as I opened my mouth and sucked her in between my lips.

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“What do you think about this one?” Ginny asked.

Laurie responded, “That looks like it could be a lot of fun. One end for me and the other for you? Oh!, and do you think it’s long enough to bend and fit in both my ass and pussy? No sense buying a double dong unless it does both!”

Ginny looked at the package which said 24 inches long and replied “I think it might bottom out in both of us.”

“Get it,” Laurie said.

“I bet Sarah might have fun with that. I bet she’d want to take it in both holes at the same time.” Laurie, Sarah’s mom, exclaimed. “She’s such a little slut.”

The women continued walking through the adult toy store. They were looking to expand their sex toy collection. They found a vibrating butt plug, with a medium head. They had enough anal experience to no longer need the slim beginner width. They could both take a big cock up the ass easily now.

Laurie found a pretty pair of nipple clamps at the end of a silver chain that she fancied. Ginny was more practical, a pair of purple finger vibrators. They fit over a finger and then could be used almost anywhere on the body.

They also needed to bring Tony a surprise. They found a vibrating cock ring, sure to bring pleasure to both Tony and the pussy on the end of his cock.

They went to check out. The girl at the counter greeted them.

“Hi ladies. I see you have some toys to test out. I’ll bet you’ll be having fun with them. And a cock ring… looks like there will be a very lucky man as well.”

Ginny smiled, licked her lips in anticipation and nodded as she said “We expect to have a great deal of fun. You should join the party.”

“I wish I could, but I’m working ’til close tonight. But keep me in mind cause I sure think I’d love it!”

Ginny leaned over the counter, grabbed the clerk around the neck, pulled her close and gave her a long, deep kiss, slipping her tongue in the clerk’s mouth. “We’ll be back another day and find a time for you, sweetie!”

The clerk slowly reached out and grabbed Ginny’s nipple as she asked “Do any of your man friends like ass play?”

Laurie replied, “Yes, at least one likes to give and receive!”

“Then I have a free surprise with your purchase.” The clerk brought out from under the counter an elastic cock ring hooked onto a long extension made to stretch around to insert in a man’s butt hole. It ended in a ball shape that would penetrate the butt while firmly fastened to the base of the cock.

Laurie looked at it as the clerk explained how to use it. “This will be perfect. We’ll use it tonight!”

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Laurie and Ginny were planning on having some fun with Tony tonight. Tony was Ginny’s boyfriend. Laurie was Tony’s daughter-in-law. After Tony’s son divorced Laurie and left town to start a new life with another wife, Tony’s friendship with Laurie blossomed into a full fledged sexual experience. Ginny and Laurie were strictly heterosexual before Tony introduced them, but they were soon exploring all the ways you could have a threesome with Tony.

Laurie was a pretty woman. She had light brown hair that was bleached in the sun, with a pretty face that still turned heads. Slim hips followed by long, slim and muscular legs. Her breasts were substantial, but in proportion to her body. The areola were large with nipples that were almost always hard.

Ginny was a tall black haired beauty. Long and lean, she was blessed with big, soft tits. She had just hit 50 and her breasts, if unsupported, sagged down her chest, half way to her navel. Big and full, they were a sight to behold. The areola were large and dark. Her nipples only came out when excited. But when they did they were long and hard. Ginny almost always had a fully shaved pussy. The only hair on her body was on her head. Her pussy lips were small, but her clit was large and sensitive!

Tony was approaching the magical age of 65, but you would be hard pressed to know it. Always in shape and in the sun, he was a truly handsome beach bum at home. At work he was dressed well and stylish, always turning the women’s heads. Tony never had any trouble finding a partner for sex. His cock when limp was impressive, but when erect was large! Eight inches of rock hard muscle. Thick with a big vein running the length of it. Tony had amazing stamina as well.

Ginny was at Laurie’s beach house. As soon as they had arrived Ginny shed her clothes, letting loose those glorious tits. asyalı porno Laurie was wearing a skimpy light blue bikini top that matched a blue floral sarong. She slipped out of the sarong, naked underneath, as Ginny untied the bikini top. The two women were now completely naked except for the sandals they were wearing.

Laurie went to get a couple of glasses of wine. Ginny was relaxing on a lounge on the deck when she returned with two large glasses and a pitcher of sangria. Ginny had the bag of sex toys next to her and was starting to explore their purchases. She took out the double dong and unwrapped it. That damn clam shell packaging was a bitch! But when she got it out she started to slide it down to her pussy. She found her love button and made sure that it stayed there as she moved it up and down outside of her pussy. Laurie was watching Ginny playing with her clit and was starting to feel that tingle in her pussy as well.

“Ginny, what else do we have in that bag? I’m beginning to feel some heat!”

Ginny reached down to get the butt plug out of the bag.

Laurie said “How about those nipple clamps? I think I’ll use them on your big huge nipples.”

Ginny found the clamps. Laurie went over and took them out of the packaging. Then Laurie grabbed Ginny’s nipples and started to pull them away from her body. Ginny’s tits were so large that they pulled easily and the areola were stretched out. Laurie pulled and let up and then repeated again. Next Laurie bent over and took Ginny’s left tit in her mouth, using her tongue to swirl around the nipple. Then she did the same to the right. Then she took her teeth and nipped. All the while pinching the other tit with her fingers. Then she switched to bite the left nipple. Only after this did she get the nipple clamps out. She opened the clamps and placed them on one and then the other. They were connected with a silver chain.

Ginny was groaning in pleasure when the clamps were applied. They were a marvel to see on her large tits. Laurie pulled on the chain and the clamps were tight enough to hold as she pulled. Ginny was in ecstasy as she now started working the double dong into her cunt.

Laurie picked up the butt plug and quickly placed the batteries in it. She lubed the plug up as well, and then lubed her middle finger and pressed it in Ginny’s asshole. She punched the button to start the plug vibrating. She then told Ginny to slide down the lounge so that she could have access to her butthole. Laurie brought the vibrating plug to Ginny’s asshole and leaned in and licked her puckered hole. Then she brought the point of the butt plug to her pretty brown hole while continuing to lick it. She started to press it in, making the initial penetration. Then back out as she started to tongue fuck her butthole.

Ginny was now writhing in sheer ecstasy. With the dong in her pussy and Laurie starting to violate her ass, Ginny was beginning to lose control.

“Shove that up my asshole,” Ginny commanded. Laurie finally slide it past her sphincter and it seated completely up her ass. Meanwhile Ginny had the double dong as far up her pussy as it would go, stroking it in and out in rhythm. The butt plug was vibrating in her ass, as the nipple clamps pinched her nipples.

Laurie leaned back and started to play with her clit. She found the finger vibrators and placed one on her index finger and held it directly on her love button. “Oh, my fucking clit is in heaven!”

Then Laurie wanted more. She moved Ginny back up the lounge chair, so she had room to sit between her legs and place the other end of the double dong in her pussy. Soon the two women’s cunts were getting pounded as they moved in rhythm with each other. Ginny was a wreck with the dong and butt plug up her holes as well as the nipple clamps. Laurie now placed the finger vibrator on her own clit again.

“I’m just about ready to come!” Laurie exclaimed. Ginny replied, “I’ve already come a number of times.”

Laurie bucked as the dong was sliding in and out of her pussy. She had an earth shattering orgasm as she collapsed backward on Ginny’s legs.

And that is when Tony and Sarah walked onto the deck!

Tony was already taking his t-shirt off. He had shorts on, with no underwear. His cock was lifting the fabric of his skimpy shorts. Sarah had her bikini top off as she went over to the lounge chair and tweaked both Laurie and Ginny’s nipples.

Sarah looked at Laurie and asked, “Mom, you couldn’t wait for Grandpa to get here?”

Ginny came to Laurie’s rescue, “We just thought we’d try out some new toys we bought. And they worked out so good that we couldn’t stop. But I bet we have some energy left for some more play time.”

Laurie nodded her head in agreement. castajans porno “Let’s go inside where it is a bit more comfortable. I’m just getting warmed up!”

Ginny stepped into her sandals and stood up from the lounge. The nipple clamps were still attached and the chain hung down to her navel. Tony remarked, “Wow, that really shows off your big areola, huge nipples and those big, full, saggy, fun bags!”

As they stepped into the beach house Tony grabbed the chain and pulled the clamps off Ginny’s nipples. “Ouch!” Tony leaned down and took one nipple between his teeth and nipped on it, while pinching the other with his hand. Ginny squirmed from the pain, but panted “Oh fuck!”

Meanwhile Sarah and her Mom, Laurie, were kissing and Mom was kneading Sarah’s breasts. Massaging the entire breast followed by sucking on the nipple, pulling the nipple into her mouth. Then on the other side. Sarah had large and dark areola and nipples that stood out when aroused, and they were standing out now!

Sarah now had her hand in her Mom’s cunt. Fingering her clit and then sliding two fingers in her pussy. Mom sat down in the nearest chair as Sarah buried her head between Mom’s legs. Sarah was tonguing her way around her Mom’s clit while keeping her thumb on it as well. After a bit she pulled back and pulled Mom’s legs toward her and then pushed them up and back toward Mom’s face. Once again she buried her tongue in all of her Mom’s treasures. Licking from her clit to her pussy and then her asshole. She was sure to tongue fuck the asshole as well as the pussy. All the while she kept a thumb on the clit. Finally while tonguing her clit, she slid a finger up her Mom’s asshole. Mom came again!

Ginny and Tony had stepped back and watched Sarah and Laurie for a bit. Ginny kept one hand by her pussy while the other massaged her hurting nipples. Tony was stroking his cock as he watched. Tony had a big, thick cock with a large and loose ball sack that hung down low. His balls would fly around when having sex.

Ginny brought out the cock ring and anal plug combo and help it up for Tony to see. Tony had never seen anything like this before and told Ginny “I understand the cock ring, but what about the rest of it?”

Ginny replied “Don’t you worry about a thing. I’ll show you how to wear it. Now sit back in that chair and pull your legs up toward your shoulders.” As Tony started to lift his legs up, he gripped the inside of his knees to help him maintain the pose. Ginny knelt in front of him and slid her mouth over his cock. And then forced it down her throat. Then back off his cock a bit and then back down her throat. Ginny now had spit flowing out of her mouth. Pulling her mouth from Tony’s cock, she told Tony “Slide your ass down on the chair a bit and pull those legs back some more. I need to have a good view of your asshole.”

Of course Tony obliged and Ginny started to deep throat Tony again, this time her right middle finger started to explore Tony’s asshole. As the spit from Ginny’s deep throating was drooling down, Ginny lubed up Tony’s asshole with it. Next she shoved her middle finger in as far as it would go, and then out, in and out. Finally she added a second finger and then a third.

“I think you’re ready for this toy now.” Ginny slid the cock ring down his shaft and over his ball sack as well. Then she stretched the toy so that the anal plug was at Tony’s asshole and started to press it in. Tony started to push back against the pressure and soon it popped in his ass.

After a couple of minutes of Ginny stroking his cock, Tony was ready for more. He had Ginny lay across an arm of the chair, with her ass pointing at Tony. Tony leaned in and tongued Ginny’s pussy as well as her asshole. Back and forth his tongue went between the two holes. Finally he grabbed some lube and applied it to her asshole. First he penetrated Ginny with a single finger, then got two in. With a bit more lube he managed to slide a third finger up her ass. Then he went to four. He pulled out and lubed up her asshole again and his hand as well. Placing his thumb under the other four fingers he started to slowly penetrate Ginny’s asshole again. He got all five fingers in, but still hadn’t gotten past the knuckles. He slowly pulled out and spit in her gaping asshole. Some more lube and he was back at it. Ginny was pushing back toward Tony as he slide all five fingers in and got to his knuckles again. This time he wasn’t to be denied as he pushed harder, and Ginny pushed back as well and he popped his fist inside Ginny. Slowly Tony pulled his fist out and then he fisted Ginny again. This time was much easier. Then out again, and in again.

Sarah and Laurie had finished their activities and were now watching bangbros porno and cheering on Ginny as she was being fisted by Tony. Laurie got on her knees in front of Tony and started to suck his cock. Sarah knelt behind Tony and spread his cheeks apart and pulled out the anal plug and slid the cock ring up and off his shaft. Then she started to lick his asshole. Then she slipped first one then two fingers up his asshole, as he was still fisting Ginny.

Tony finished off Ginny, as she came while screaming. Her asshole was gaping as Tony spread her ass cheeks. Sarah took her fingers out of Tony’s asshole and placed the fingers inside Ginny’s asshole and left them there. Ginny’s asshole started to contract around them. Sarah then took them out and placed them in Ginny’s mouth and ordered her to suck on them.

When Sarah was finished with Ginny sucking her fingers, she turned to see her Mom with the double dong. She was on her hands on knees as Tony was inserting the dildo head in her pussy.

Laurie was begging Tony to slide it all the way in. “I want it to bottom out in my cunt!” Sarah came over and told Tony, to kneel behind her Mom, butt to butt. Sarah had hold of the double dong and was stroking it in and out of Mom. Ginny came over with some AstroGlide and lubed up Tony’s asshole. First one and then two fingers. As she pulled out, Sarah placed the other end of the double dong in his ass. Tony asked for more as Ginny began to push more in. When she had as much as Tony could take she grabbed the middle and started to thrust it side to side, one thrust into Laurie, the next into Tony. Ginny took her other hand and grabbed Tony’s balls which had been flying around, slapping his ass. She took the balls and squeezed them, gently at first and then harder.

Sarah had put on the finger vibrator and was holding it on Laurie’s clit. Laurie started to buck as she felt the orgasm starting, reaching the point of no return. Tony, on the other end of the double dong, was reaching the same point. Ginny now had her hand gripping his shaft, stroking his cock up and down. Tony took one last thrust up his ass and started spewing his cum. Laurie started to come as well.

Ginny left the double dong in Tony’s ass and Laurie’s cunt until they were both spent, then gently pulled it out. Sarah grabbed the double headed dildo and placed one end at the entrance of her asshole and gently inserted it. Slowly she rocked it back and forth, in and out, each time inserting it farther up her ass. Once it was sliding in and out freely, Sarah bent the dildo so that she could place the other end of the double dildo at the entrance to her pussy. Slowly she started to insert it into her pussy, careful to keep the other end in her ass. Slowly she pushed it farther up her pussy until she felt an incredible fullness caused by having both her pussy and asshole being penetrated.

Ginny now walked over and started to rhythmically push and pull both ends of the dildo in and out of Sarah. Sarah had her fingers playing with her clit as she started a series of small orgasms that mounted toward one large final orgasm.

Meanwhile Tony was starting to recover from coming for the first time and said to Laurie, “Come over here, my daughter in law. I want to fuck your pussy doggy style.” Laurie found the vibrating cock ring and slipped it over Tony’s shaft. Then she turned it on. Tony kneeled behind her and place his cock in her pussy. Starting slow at first, he started to pick up the pace. The cock ring was at the base of his cock and when he thrust Laurie could feel the vibrations up through her clit.

Ginny meanwhile grabbed an old favorite she had with her, her strap on dildo. She lubed up the head and shaft and then placed a finger up Tony’s ass as he was fucking Laurie. It slid in and out as Tony moved in and out of Laurie. Ginny then had two fingers in his ass and finally pulled them out. Tony stopped fucking Laurie for a moment as Ginny slid the strap on into Tony’s ass. She started a slow rhythmic pace while Tony got into the rhythm and started to slid in and out of Laurie again. As Ginny started to thrust deeper and faster into Tony’s ass, Tony was thrusting deeper and faster into Laurie’s cunt.

Sarah lay back in a chair watching Tony in the middle of this human sandwich, both giving and receiving. She was proud that her Gramps had such a magnificent cock and stamina. She watched as her Gramps emptied his seed into Laurie. And then watched Laurie tense up as she came and then collapsed on the rug. Cum was leaking out her pussy. Sarah went over to Gramps and gently pushed his head toward her Mom’s pussy, telling him “Suck that cum out of her pussy. Eat it all up.” Gramps was surprised. He had never eaten cum before, let alone his own, but he took instruction well and licked and sucked all his cum out of Sarah’s Mom.

After a minute, Ginny walked into the kitchen, proudly displaying her strap on, and got a pitcher of Sangria, five glasses and brought them out for everyone to drink from and to relax.

It had been quite a day!

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Jenna Gordon stared at the tuition due and wanted to cry. $9538.35 due in 6 weeks. She had gone to her mother, who had wept about how hard it was to make ends meet now that her father had abandoned her. Her father had a bitter tirade about how Jenna’s mother was sucking him dry with her alimony while he was trying to make a life with his new young wife. Jenna was 3 years younger than the newest Mrs. Gordon. Her parents were not getting her out of this.

Jenna looked at the bill one more time. There was one person that she could ask. Her mother had forbidden her from making contact most of her life, but now her mother was not able to hold the purse strings of control. Jenna grabbed the phone and called her mother’s younger brother Ray.

Ray Phillip’s looked at the stage and grimaced. Tiffany was starting to look haggard. The girl was obviously turning tricks in her off time and she looked to have undergone another procedure. She was starting to look like a melting Barbie doll. He grabbed his drink and wandered back to his office. He nodded at the bouncer as he went to indicate where he would be if needed. The strip club “Ray’s Man Cave” ran like a top. There was very little that his well-placed staff could not handle. It was time to find new dancers though. The dwindling attendance was proof of that.

Ray placed ads for dancers everywhere. The college was a good source of girls willing to lose their dignity for a little bit of cash. Flash some tits and ass, easier than student loans, that was what he told all the young feminists. The money was so good that most of the girls ended up quitting school. Ray never mentioned that it was a short-term career opportunity. Like pro-sports or modeling, there came a point when you were no longer bankable.

Jenna called Ray at home, and on his cell. There was no answer. What she did not know was that her caller ID came up with her mother’s name and there was no way that Ray was going to talk to that leach anytime soon. Jenna was desperate, so she called the club.

“Man Cave. What you need?” A man answered.

“Can I speak to Ray?”

“Dancer auditions are tomorrow at 2pm. If you get picked be ready for a shift tomorrow night.” Then he hung up.

Jenna stared at the phone. Interesting, she thought, she needed money maybe this was the answer. She was cute with shiny brown hair and big brown eyes. She was not built like a stripper that was for sure. Her tits were big and pendulous, her ass was wide and flat, her waist was narrow, so really her shape was good just wider than the normal stripper. Jenna had done every exercise craze including Flaunt, Pole Dancing and Stripping away the Pounds. She knew a few tricks of the trade, so maybe there was a chance she could pull this off.

Scotty Kines sat on the floor of his best friend Jenna’s dorm room and watched her dance erotically. It would have been amazing if he were not extremely gay. She had all the moves and the flesh to back it up. Scotty clapped as she once again came to the big finale.

Jenna panted and looked hopeful. “Is it good enough?”

“Oh, yes honey.” Scotty assured. “Why not take off the bra?”

“I am hoping that the place is not full nude.”

“Your breasts are fine!”

“They are not perky.”

“No that is definitely not the word I would use. They are huge and they are real. Both plusses if you ask me.”

“You are gay. You don’t like any breasts. You are not fair judge on this. You are just saying what I want to hear.”

“I may not be on the market for a pair to play with but I am aware of the market standards. I watch porn.”

Jenna laughed. “I will hopefully get by to maybe get a waitress job where I can wear push-ups to put them in the right place.”

“Men do not have a ‘right place’ for boobs. Are they on a woman? Check.” Scotty stated with a sarcastic head shake.

“Whatever. Help me pick my outfit. I gotta leave soon.”

Ray looked over the 7 or so girls that showed up. Some of them were what you would expect, desperate and addicted to something. Stringy hair, skin and bones, dancing like it was too important. There was nothing about desperation that filled seats.

There was one silicone bleach blonde girl that had been fired from the Beaver Trap looking for a job. Obviously a professional and jaded to the moves and routine. There was vacant expression about her. But she had moves and it was easy to see he was going to hire her.

The last one looked so out of place it was uncomfortable to watch. But when the thick young co-ed took the stage she was captivating. She had decent moves and her flashes of innocence and skin were enough to give Ray an actual hard on. It had been years since a dancing girl had made him hard. But this was like watching the girl next door through a window. It was voyeuristic and entrancing.

Jenna finished her dance and stood in the line with the other 6 women that had danced. All of them were looking expectantly at Uncle Ray. Jenna looked at him as well and noticed he illegal bahis was staring at her. She smiled slightly and waved hoping he wasn’t too mad that she was auditioning.

“Candy Cane and Jenna G please stay. The rest of you thank you for auditioning.”

“Candy, please see Bruce at the door for the schedule and dressing room tour. Your paperwork is in order. Jenna, I need to see you in the office.”

Jenna followed Ray to the office. The door closed behind them and the lighting was brighter back here and Jenna squirmed. She was not comfortable in the bright light with so much skin showing. Ray sat on the edge of the desk and sat watching her.

“I want to hire you but I need to see the goods so to speak.” Ray said with a calculating tilt to his head. “Strip.”

“Didn’t I just do that out there?” Jenna asked with a nervous laugh.

“You danced out there. In here I need to make sure that you are physically appealing to the clients. So again, strip.”

Jenna looked at the door. When she started this journey, it did not sink in that she would be naked in front of her uncle. But here in the bright light of the florescent tubes she was about to get as the day she was born nude. He did not seem to recognize her, so maybe it was just an uncomfortable secret for her to keep.

She blushed and started pulling at the corset she wore. Soon she was topless. Ray inhaled sharply. Her breasts rested heavily against her chest and upper abdomen, they were massive and real. In a world of augmentation and plastic she was luscious organic fruit. She reached down to draw off her panties and her breasts hung below her swaying and jiggling with every move she made. Ray felt like his jeans were going to shred from his cock trying to escape.

Jenna stepped out of her panties and stood before Ray in a garter and stockings. She moved to remove them as well when Ray grabbed her wrist. “That is fine, leave them.”

Ray stood up and circled her. She was thick, shapely, dangerously curved. Just what he needed to liven up this Barbie Doll parade. Just enough real to make the men remember the primal need for sex came from a biological necessity to procreate, and this vixen was meant for breeding. Ray stepped behind her and unfastened his jeans. He reached out and nudged her thighs apart. “Lean over the desk, I need to see your holes.”

“What?”

“Look you want to strip here, I gotta know what the goods look like before I send you out there to represent my club.”

Jenna hesitantly leaned over the desk, well aware that she was dripping wet from being on display. The shame of being turned on by this situation with her uncle was like a snake squirming in her belly. She tried to be professional and let him finish his inspection.

“You might want to wax all this off. It is not the best look to have pubic hair curling around the g-string.” Ray squatted behind her and inhaled the fresh woman scent of her pussy. It was dripping and begging for penetration. His cock throbbed and strained toward the hot wetness. “I have to touch you. Do not be alarmed.”

Jenna squeaked as he put his finger directly on her clit and began to manipulate it. He watched the clit as it emerged from it’s hood and salivated at the tiny pearl begging to be sucked. He stood, still flicking at the center of her universe. He watched as his cock jumped like a divining rod as it pointed toward her dripping hole.

“Lean up a bit, I need to feel your tits.” Ray said.

Jenna was lost in feeling and obeyed without thought. Ray clamped on to both of her tits. Mashing and mauling the soft flesh in his big rough hands. He was out of control with just a quick adjustment he was plunging deep into the tightest softest cunt he had ever felt.

When Jenna squealed loudly Ray covered her mouth with his hand. “Hush, just enjoy it.” Ray said sliding in and out of heaven.

Jenna was in a tornado of sensation and confusion. His hand over her mouth was turning her on and preventing her from blurting out the only thing that could stop this incredibly erotic and insanely wrong fucking. His cock was pounding her like it knew exactly where she needed it. The thrust across her g-spot was driving her higher and higher. He moved his hand from her mouth to grip her hip to get leverage to get deeper. He pounded deeper and just as the world splintered around her she screamed. “I am your niece.” The orgasm she had was bigger than anything she had ever experienced and as he pulled back she contracted forcing his cock and her squirting girl cum out of her pussy. He grabbed her hard and thrust back in deeper and harder.

Jenna figured that he had not heard her, but as he animalisticly fucked her, he leaned forward and whispered in her ear. “Such a good girl cumming on Uncle Ray’s cock. Such a dirty little niece bending over for Uncle Ray.”

Jenna moaned and tried not to get swept away but it was too much. It was too dirty and too hot feeling him fill her to the brink. She was going to cum again. This time it was illegal bahis siteleri not a secret she was going to cum for her Uncle Ray.

“Fuck me Uncle Ray. Give it to me. Yes, give me that dirty Uncle dick.”

Ray was blind with the heat. She was saying the dirtiest things. If this is what she needed to get off he was more than willing to play along. It was dirty and hot so he was getting way to close. “Cum for me you dirty girl. Remember, don’t tell mommy.” He grunted just before his cock started spewing.

The first splash of his cum and she was over the edge again. The long low moan that came out of her was the most erotic sound he had ever heard.

He left her slumped over the desk as he did up his jeans. She moved slowly but began gathering her things.

“That was really hot.” Ray said. “I rarely ever role play, but that was so taboo.”

“What?”

“Pretending to be my niece. I don’t usually go in for that, but it was hot as fuck.”

“I wasn’t pretending. I am your niece Jenna.”

Ray swallowed audibly. “What?”

“I am Jenna, your sister’s daughter.”

“What the fuck? Why didn’t you say so?”

“I did, but you just kept fucking me like it didn’t matter.”

“I thought you were playing.” Ray screamed. Then growled when his cock twitched.

“I gathered that. I am really sorry. Nobody needs to know this happened. It was an accident and we can just forget it.”

“Can we?” Ray asked skeptically. “I doubt I am going to forget this.”

“Well, okay, so we may not forget it, but we don’t need to talk about it. Our secret.”

“Our dirty, filthy secret.” Ray said as his cock stirred. Jenna shivered. He was looking at her like that again.

Jenna scrambled to get into her corset.

“Um, I kind of need the money, so do I have the job?” Jenna asked trying to distract him.

“Yes… No… Yes…” Ray grabbed a fistful of his hair. “Shit I don’t know. I am really confused right now.”

“It is a job. You were going to hire me before you knew who I was, right?”

“Well, I thought I was. Then I fucked you. I don’t normally fuck the help.”

“Normally?”

“I have fucked a couple girls that worked here but it doesn’t work out well so I try to avoid it.”

“Please, Uncle Ray,” Jenna begged. His cock surged. “I really need the money for school. My parents are currently useless and I really need this.”

“You really need something.” Ray mumbled under his breathe.

“What was that?”

“Nothing.” Ray said shaking it off. “I don’t think it is a good idea.”

“Why not?”

“Because when I look at you I want to start round two. This is the kind of twisted mind fuck I do not need.” Ray yelled. “I mean when I think of watching you dance now…”

“I am desperate, please Uncle Ray. Please.” Her begging was having a very strong effect on his cock.

“2 weeks. You can earn the money you need and get out.”

“Thank you!” Jenna started bouncing around her tits jiggling about trying to escape the corset. Ray groaned and pointed at the door.

“Get out, get out before I lose my fucking mind.”

“What kind of fresh hell is this?” Ray said to Bruce.

“Jenna G wants props.”

“We need a stripper name for her.”

“Baby J. We are already promoting that. Candy Cane is on the marquee but I have a feeling Baby J will be by the weekend.” Bruce said watching the stage like he was hypnotized. “I cannot remember the last time a dancer got me hard. But damn if Baby J didn’t rev the engine.”

“Shut up. I do not want to hear that.”

“I am just saying… Good choice.”

“I think she is going to be more of a hit than I can handle.”

“What does that mean?”

“Baby J is making me insane for many reasons. I am just warning you that she is going to be trouble for me.”

“Wow boss, cannot remember the last time anything worked you up.”

“This is a whole slew of triggers for me.” Ray motioned to the stage, “What in the hell is that?”

“Dress makers dummy. Baby J has a plan for the brand…” Bruce laughed. “Most of these girls are just getting dressed. This one is creating a brand.”

“Smart. If you have a brand you have a customer base.” Ray shook his head. “Does she have to be smart, and cute and hot?”

“Kind of killer combo.”

“Definitely going to kill me.” Ray said walking away.

Jenna peeked around the curtain, thankfully the dimly lit room showed not too many faces in the audience. She was very nervous. She realized that she was not going to get most men by flashing her body so she needed to work the fantasy triggers. That was the reason that she got props. This first one was going to be kind of shocking but hopefully well received. The stage hand grabbed the dress maker dummy clothed in black shirt and black pants with a small white square at the collar, and mounted it in the hole specially placed in the floor. Jenna straightened her short pink pleated skirt, grabbed her pink lollipop and waited for the first canlı bahis siteleri notes of Aerosmith’s Pink to start. She skipped out on the stage with her hair in pigtails, saddle shoes, knee socks, short pink skirt with pink ruffle butt panties with a g-string underneath, white button down top with white lace see through cup bra. Her freshly waxed pussy felt weird brushing against her clothes. She reached the dummy and began to sway with the music. She kept her motions innocent.

She swirled around the dummy and then as the music swelled she dropped to her knees in front of the dummy. A quick twist and she was bent at the waist with her ass in the air. She looked over at the edge of the stage and pulled the lollipop suggestively in and out of her mouth, making sure that the sucker distorted her cheek. It was clear that she was giving the priest a blow job.

She rose up and rubbed her back against the dummy. Then bent at the waist again, standing doggy style. She popped up quick and grabbed her ass rubbing it like she was rubbing away the sting from the invisible slap. She turned her back to the audience and bent at the waist pulling down her ruffle butt panties and exposing her ass for a little corporeal punishment.

Just as she was supposed to she turned to the audience bring them in and slowly stripping away the panties, then she started working on the buttons on her top. The chest came into full view and she began to skip slowly around the edge of the stage. She reached the end of the stage and sank to her knees and began fellating the sucker again. Men were throwing money at her.

Ray stood at the bar and tried to remember how to breathe. She was making every catholic girl fantasy a reality right there on the stage. Every man in the place wanted to throw that sucker away and give her something to suck instead. He desperately wanted to spank that ass and use those pigtails as handles while he fucked her face.

Jenna twirled her hair and sucked her sucker, winked at a man in front of her, then with a shy glance behind her raised her skirt and allowed the man to put his money in her g-string. She giggled and dropped her skirt, then slid over to another gentleman and with her back to him raised the back of her skirt. His money slid over her ass until it was trapped in the string as well. She shimmy crawled to the next man and allowed him to stuff his money in the deep crease of her cleavage. The guy was digging for nipple when she sat back and pouted.

Ray wanted to bite that fucking lip. He sat there and tried to convince himself that she was not only his employee, but also his blood fucking relative. The dick in his pants did not care what was right or wrong, he just wanted to access that sweet tight heat again.

The song was reaching the end as Jenna began to crawl back to the dummy. She climbed the dummy until she was hugging it, just as the song ended and the stage went black. The whooping cheers echoed into the back stage, as Jenna left the stage. Candi Cane was standing there as she came off.

“I guess you gotta do something to overcome being a fat ass, huh?” Candi said dismissively.

“Excuse me?”

“I think you heard me. Now if you want to see a real dancer pay attention.”

“Why are you hiring someone to go out there for you?” Jenna asked bitingly. Candi opened her mouth to reply but the music started and she had to get out there.

Jenna headed toward the dressing room when Bruce intercepted her. “Ray needs to see you in the office.”

“What? He said I had 2 weeks!” Jenna cried. Tears ran down her face but she lowered her head and went to the office. She had to walk thru to the front where Candi was hanging from the pole by her legs in an awkward back bend. The guys did not seem to be paying any attention. That thought made her smile before the eminent firing came back to her.

She knocked softly. The door was ripped open and she was dragged inside. Ray forced her to her knees before she could even speak and then his cock was thrusting in and out of her gaping mouth. “Suck it. Be a good girl or I will have to tell mommy that you were a bad girl. Is that what you want?”

Jenna moaned and began sucking his cock like her life depended on it. Ray gripped her by the base of each pigtail and began guiding her. “What every good princess needs… handle bars.”

Ray thrust forcefully down her throat and held her there. Like the good girl she strived to be, she sat there as he ground himself against her face. He wanted to cum so bad, but his cock wanted another dunk in her taboo little fuck hole. He pulled her off and thrust her back until she was on her back. He flipped up the little skirt. He pulled the folded bills out, pushed aside the tiny little string and thrust deep into her pussy.

“Uncle Ray!”

“Oh, fuck yes.” He moaned.

“We aren’t supposed to do this! Uncle Ray, it is so dirty.”

“MMM Fuck!”

He pounded harder. Jenna realized that like her every time he was reminded of their relations, it did not make him want to stop, it just made it hotter. She did as she did on stage, and steered into the fantasy.

“You’re making me tingle. Uncle Ray!”

“Hush Baby J, your mom might hear.”

“Yes, sir. I will -unnnnn- try.”

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Our daughter Cass got home in middle May. She’s in her second year at college studying archeology. She was on a dig in Peru, part of her curriculum. Cass is 5ft9 and a little muscular from the work, arms and legs. She has to sit and work forward between her knees a lot, digging. Very nice form and good normal breast works.

I’m her dad Chet and her mom is Lori. I’m 5ft11 and almost slimish. Lori is 5ft8, nice figure and an archeologist and is due to leave for a project in Nepal in a couple of weeks. She will be there most of the summer. I guess both will be in and out for quite some time. It’s ok, we handle it well. I teach and do visiting lectures so we’re all busy just about all the time.

Cass got settled at home and we’re really glad to see her back. She was tired and rested a lot but she was into her routine soon enough. She was pretty active but always slowed way down during the summer months. Lori got into Nepal ok and Cass spent some time resurrecting her body at the gym and saloon doing hair and stuff. She looks normal again. She’s not a prissy person, just needed maintenance I guess.

She did a couple of doctor visits to get checked out and she’s been a little serious since. One day I said, “Cass, any problems? You seem quiet, a little concerned.”

“Oh, nothing.” She said, “Just stressed a bit. The doc had some suggestions. I’m looking into it.”

“OK. Great. If there’s anything I can do let me know.”

Then Lori called on our schedule. With the time difference from here to Nepal it was difficult. At the end of our conversation she said, “How’s Cass, seem ok?”

“Sure, mostly,” I said, “She seems a little serious lately.”

Lori said, “Yep, I know. Her doctor said she was stressed out some and suggested she have more orgasms to relieve it somewhat.”

I said “Sure, that would work.”

“Always worked for me,” Lori said, “I don’t think she had a guy in Peru and she doesn’t have one there as far as I know. Talk with her about it.”

“Well,” I said, “I’m not sure what I can do. I’ll think about it.”

“Hey stud, you’re a man. Man up,” she said, laughing. “Maybe she just needs someone to talk to. Whatever you do is fine with me. Tease her, maybe it’ll make it easier.”

I wasn’t sure how to start that conversation with Cass. Maybe she didn’t expect her mom to pass that information along. I decided to get Cass to tell me so I waited a couple of days and she was on the sofa, quiet, watching tv but not really watching. Cass and Lori and I always could talk to each other, about most anything, so I just gave it a try.

“Cass,” I said, “You seem still to be worrying. Do you have a brain tumor?”

She turned and nodded ‘no’, so I gave her the eyebrows up look and she blanked out a moment and started in.

“Dad,” she said, “The doctor said I was showing stress and I should have more orgasms. That’s all. I tried it and it isn’t working so good. I just have to figure it out. That’s all.”

“Ah.” I said. No brain tumor huh. Well, orgasms help. I had a really great big nice orgasm once and nine months later you were born. I’ve been calm and loving life since. I might could help but I don’t know what your modesty level is.”

She was smiling so I helped already but she probably didn’t notice. She said, “I could probably use direction I guess. What should I do?”

“Tomorrow we’ll try a few things,” I said. We’ll go shopping and eat lunch out. Should be fun. It’ll be warm, wear one of those neat skirts and a light top.” She said ‘ok’ and we had a nice evening.

The next day we were about ready to leave and I said, “Neat skirt. You look very nice.” She always did. “You ready to give it a try?” She nodded ‘yes’ and I said, “Are you wearing pants?” She looked at me suspiciously and said , ‘yes’ and I said, “Could you take off your pants please.”

She’s standing looking at me.

“Cass, just slip your hands up either side of your skirt and hook your pants and slip them off. Easy,” I said. She said, ‘but’ and I just smiled. After a moment, also smiling and looking at me she slipped both hands up the back corner of her skirt and hooked her pants and pulled them down and stepped out. They were a very dull white and not quite a thong but nice. Wow, she would look hot in just those pants. She hung them over the bannister and we were off.

She said, “Dad, how is this helping?”

“You’re not horny or not horny enough,” I said. “If I need to get horny I can think of mom and all the times we’ve been together, girls I met in school and college, pictures I’ve seen, movies I’ve seen, lots of stuff. I can get really turned on. It may be that you don’t have enough of those things to work with. Being out in public with no pants on is a risqué fun thing. All those guys you’ll be near and no pants on. If only they knew.

“Also, try not to keep covering up or pulling your skirt down. bahis firmaları It’ll get noticed if you do. If the wind blows your skirt up just forget it. If somebody sees your bottom or front they’ll have a sight they’ll remember forever. It’ll add to their memories. Let them enjoy. You’ll remember it too and wonder what they thought.”

We shopped and ate lunch and went to a movie. We sat in an almost empty section and ate popcorn. Nobody could see us below seatback level. I put my popcorn between my legs so I had a hand free and casually put it on her knee. I could see her turn and look at me then smile and eat popcorn. Her knee was bare and I played with it a few minutes then moved my fingers down inside her knee and slowly up inside her thigh about three or four inches and played around. She moved her legs apart very slowly. I was wondering if she was playing chicken or was simply enjoying herself.

I pulled my hand back to my popcorn and a few moments later she got it and put it back where it was. Building memories. I didn’t really know how far to go but if she was trying to have an orgasm this might help. I decided to go with it some and see if she had a worry point. She knows I’m familiar in that area. I don’t know what that means, I just happen to think of it. If she didn’t have a worry point I would have to figure out what to do. I was pretty sure she was still a virgin but with the information available today that wasn’t a big thing anymore. Rather than being a virgin it’s more like hasn’t had intercourse yet. She’s always been on the pill so maybe she hasn’t. If not then why can’t she have an orgasm. Simple enough.

I was a ways up under her skirt and my hand was beginning to drag it up higher. I was really slowly playing my fingers high and low on her inner thigh and then circling a little higher up her leg and going again. I was starting to breath heavier and I turned to her and said, “Like the movie?” She turned and said ‘very much’ and I could tell she was breathing heavier as well. Great.

I moved up a little more. Running fingers around the inside of a girls thigh is a fantastic fun thing for a guy to do. A few times and a fingertip touched something. I wasn’t sure what. She still didn’t say anything or move my hand. I could hear her breathing and she wasn’t eating much popcorn. Then I felt her hips flex just that little bit. I moved up slowly. When I got to a wall of flesh I stayed there and played for a few minutes. The first touch was probably the side of the volcano.

Circling my fingers towards her middle I felt some ridges and ventured across to the other side. I got a nice sigh out of that. It wasn’t that far across so I figured I must be very near the top. I moved a finger up higher and felt fur. Wow, what a feeling and it was so soft, fluffy. I sneaked a look and she had the tip of her tongue showing between her lips. I thought she was probably fully shaved below her fluffy fur. By now I could have an orgasm in a hurry. She probably didn’t have a good impression or detailed knowledge of us male creatures or intimate experience of the process.

Well, she called my bluff. Now what. Her hood was just outer skin so I thought I would see if she wanted me to go there. I’d move a bit slower but not snail’s pace. I stopped eating popcorn. Something about concentration. I put my second finger in the middle of the area and softly moved down and back up and back down a little lower. I could feel her ridge so I was on her clit. It was just under the hood. I tried to do that on both sides of her clit. Sometimes I plopped over to the other side. That got a few almost silent moans.

I wound up almost at the bottom and put two fingers, one on each side of her clit and, with my wrist upwards, began to squeeze the clit underneath in a rhythm and stroke up and down. It was very comfortable with my elbow over the arm of the chair. I could do this a very long time.

I leaned over and said, “Is that ok?” She just shook her head up and down a little jerkily. It was only about five or six minutes and she put a hand over her mouth and the other one over that one and slid down slightly. She jerked her hips up into my hand and I struggled to get my fingers back and going again. Then she jerked up erratically a number of times.

I kept going and eventually she got more settled down and put a hand down on mine and stopped me from stroking her clit, I lifted off and I got my hand back. She pulled her skirt down and pushed some down into her crotch. It wasn’t the kind of cloth that would show if she wet her skirt. Her popcorn had disappeared and I offered her some of mine. We finished it up and left. The movie wasn’t even over. Rats. Just funning.

Not only was she around men while she had no pants on but now she was spreading a lot of pheromones. I wasn’t going to check out all the guy’s crotches to see if there was any effect so I don’t know if there was. We walked along the street, shopped some more, got some refreshments and she caught the eyes of a few fellows. She noticed. I tried to find a table kaçak iddaa with those high stools but no dice. She could accidentally flash with those high stools.

On the way home I said, “I hope that was ok. I didn’t mean to venture where I shouldn’t. I was just trying to get you smiling and I may have went too far.”

“Oh no,” she said, “That was, I don’t know, very wonderful. I was squeezing hard to keep from peeing on the seat. That orgasm racked me from head to toe. It was great. I can’t believe how sensual you got me. I was really up there at the top somewhere. My whole middle let go with everything it had. I could have fucked everybody in the building. Sorry I said fuck. You were right on the mark. Sorry about the pun. My face got so hot and I could hardly breathe. I’m still tingling and squeezing. This no pants isn’t half bad for that. I had to go to the bathroom just to dry myself. I can’t stop thinking about it. Thank you so much.”

Dad the stud. We got home and she did some stuff and I did some stuff and we had an early evening salad. and late evening came and we got ready for bed. We usually did. Me, Lori, and Cass would always get ready for bed late and watch some more tv or something. The ‘or something’ was Lori after Cass went off to bed.

We were on the sofa watching a movie. Cass said, “Remember those back and bottom scratches mom used to give me? Can you do that?”

“Sure,” I said, “I used to give mom those. It helped her back a lot just relaxing like that.”

“Would you give me one? I miss getting those.”

I shifted over up against the pillow at one end of the sofa. She got down with her head over my thigh, slightly on the pillow, stretched out across my lap. She had on a long pair of pj pants and a baggy matching top. I had on long pj pants and top. None of us ever wore underwear to bed.

She moved around getting comfortable. Her tits were planted between my legs. One against my crotch and one between my thighs. They were filling up the space. I moved around getting comfortable at the same time and we found the perfect fit. Woman on man and man against woman. My penis was going to grow right up between my stomach and the side of her breast.

I ran my hand up under her top and started lightly scratching her back. She lifted slightly and pulled her top up to make it easier. Lori and Cass always kept their fingernails very short and smooth because of digging in dirt and rocks on sites. I kept mine short and smooth because they did so there shouldn’t be any welts. There were always some red streaks but they went away before morning usually. Besides, nobody could see them anyway.

Cass made some cooing noises and I worked her back from way out and up on each shoulder, back and forth, all the way down to the top of her pants. It suddenly dawned on me I was going to go down into her pants and work it there like I did her back and I could feel my penis starting to rise. Nothing to do about it. It was nature at its best. Man nor beast has any control over that process. It’s like trying to stop a freight train with a toothpick.

Cass had one hand behind my butt and the other on my knee just to keep her arms comfortable. I think. Sure was getting warm in my lap. I continued to scratch, ranging all the way across moving further down. I was dipping my hand down in back of her pants and starting on her buns. When I got very low she casually moved her legs apart. I was going slowly so it would take more time. Her head was mostly hanging over my thigh facing my stomach. And I could feel her hot breath washing all around there. It felt very nice. If my penis came on up it would meet her hot breath.

With her breasts between my thighs her butt was closer and it was easy to reach. She tilted her butt up a couple of times and I could hear her sigh each time. She was clearly synched in with the bottom scratch so I decided to see how much she really wanted me to work on that. Over a number of hand movements I switched from a soft scratch to just pressing down with my finger tips and sort of massaging.

I moved down one cheek to the bottom and over towards the center a little and back up and the same going down. When I got just over the edge of her butt crack she said, “Dad, do you mind if I push my pants down?”

“Not at all,” I said. Have at it.”

She reached down and, lifting her hips, pushed her pants down to just below the knees. Then she bent her knee way out, hanging it off the sofa, with her ankle still in her pants. With her knee bent she had opened up her butt crack and it was fully accessible. I was always trying not to range too far with Cass but no mistaking she wanted some attention. I was good to go.

I got back to just over the edge of her butt crack and moved on down. On the upstroke I was on the inner edge very close to the bottom. On the downward stroke I got right in the bottom with my fingers in a row and slid right down, all this very slowly. Once at the bottom I touched the bottom of her lips and reversed and raked all the way up again. I did this kaçak bahis twice more. There was some very nice moans and pushes against my fingers each time.

The last time I went through I stopped and pushed down on her butt button with each finger. That got some nice hip swivels, up and down in an arc. Loved her squeezing her butt on my fingers. My penis was fully up and she had tilted her head down slightly which put her breath right on it. It was going to poke up out of my pants at any time. I started on the inner edge and over the top on the other side of her butt crack and continued over to the side of her hip.

She pulled her knee back on the sofa. I got my hand back and she said, “Dad, I think mom would be fine with this but what do you think?”

“She would be fine. She would probably like to be here so she could watch but I know she would have no objections, only encouragement.”

“Ok. I have something else to ask. If I turned over could you do what you just did to my other side?”

“Cass, if it’s what you want its fine with me,” I said. “There is one thing. Mom and I have some normal habits with each other and I may go somewhere or do something that bothers you. If so, please let me know. “

“Actually I’m counting on that. You ready,” she said. I said ‘ready’ and she turned over moving up further on the pillow. Her breasts were about at my side standing up under her top just inches from my head. She was across my lap with her hips within half an arm length. I would have a lot of leverage with her that close. Her pants were around both her ankles and she kicked them off onto the floor. Without looking at me and not saying a word she started unbuttoning her top. Then she pulled each side off to her sides and she was necked from top to bottom, except for her back.

My penis was hard as a rock, more like blue steel, but still in my bottoms. It sure stretched the top rim. She took one of my hands and put it on her far breast and closed her eyes and took a deep breath. This was going to take some time and I decided to continue going slow so she could enjoy it longer and then hopefully a great orgasm.

Her breasts were standing full and her nipples were too. The areolas were tinted darker and not out that far. I played with her nipple on her far breast where she put my hand but I bent over and kissed the near one staying away from the nipple. I ranged around and then kissed her neck then her lips and back to the breast. She was doing a little humming with me playing with her other nipple. I got her near nipple and ran my tongue over the areola about half way around. I went back to clear breast and put my lips down and tongued a few places. Going past the nipple I slipped out my tongue and played on it briefly, then moved on.

Going down across the bottom of her breast I moved up and planted my lips, open wide, right down on her areola and pulled my lips in on the nipple and squeezed and pulled off. I moved my right hand from her far breast to the juncture between the two and played down and across with my fingers until I got to her belly button. Just a few seconds there and I moved down to the top of her tuff and ran my fingers left and right. She moaned and shifted a little at that.

I slipped a hand around the back of her neck and pulled her in to an open lips kiss with an active tongue and slid my hand down, fully open, all the way to her pussy and grabbed on. She let out a loud moan and twisted her lower body towards the back of the sofa and pushed against my hand very hard. She turned her upper body the same way with an arm around my shoulder, nipples planted in my chest. I started a whole hand massage of her pussy. She pushed her upper knee up the back of the sofa to open up and we kissed and played like that for a long time. She couldn’t seem to get enough.

Some of my fingers were in her butt crack and the heel of my hand was pressing around her clit area. My thumb and little finger was squeezing her folds and I was rubbing up and down as well as squeezing. She was twisting her hips in several different gyrations and pumping my hand into the back of the sofa. I took a few fingers and pressed down on the lower folds where her vagina was but didn’t try to go in. I was very mindful that she felt just like Lori. Her structure and length and width was so familiar.

We finally stopped kissing and she had her face into my chest but my hand and her hips never stopped or slowed down. She was letting loose a lot of stored up sexual energy. I let her go with it and helped as much as I could. It was absolutely one of the best sensual things I could remember. Eventually she slowed down and reluctantly moved over on her back again. I ran fingertips around her breasts and let her settle her hips down. I kissed her lightly occasionally.

I lifted my hand off her breasts and replaced it with my lips. Working her nipples, both, I reached down to her pussy again and began playing with her folds. I didn’t want to bother her clit yet. I ranged up and down and went inside and out until she was fully lubed along with my fingers. When everything seemed right I slipped a finger in and played around her vagina entrance, exciting the nerves. She was clearly loving that and was breathing harder.

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STRANGER IN THE NIGHT

Katelynn looked around the kitchen and her mind reeled; who could it be she wondered. The room was over half full of laughing and talking people, but she was able to dismiss nearly half of them; after all she didn’t think the average woman had the right equipment to leave the ache she felt in her belly. No, it was a male; that she was sure of; and it teased her mind as to which one.

The Baxter family reunion was in full swing when she had gotten her ‘visitor’ last night. Her family was staying with her father’s parents in their large farmhouse and everyone was bustling around preparing for the potluck at the park today.

She glanced at her grandfather; who even at sixty was still a strong and dominant man. Those calloused and weathered hands, it could have been, she thought. She remembered startling awake in the darkness of her room as a large calloused hand rested over her mouth. The sudden realization her sheet had been pulled back, and her nightgown neatly tucked under her arms.

She never heard a voice, how could she when a hot mouth wrapped around her turgid nipple, pulling it in. She remembered her own moans as her back had arched, forcing more of her soft breast into that wonderful mouth.

Grandpa Mike was certainly capable of that, she thought. She glanced down from his tanned farmer arms, to the bulge that filled his jeans. He had the right equipment, she thought. But did the old man have the vigor to pound her whimpering body into the mattress for well over thirty minutes straight. Katelynn doubted that; no this man had been the strong; demanding, and forceful type. Grandpa Mike reminded her of the quiet imposing man who was capable but unwilling.

Her eyes went to her Uncle Billy standing by the sink. Her stomach did a small somersault as she saw the package between his thighs; yeah that thing was capable of leaving the burning ache she now felt between her thighs.

Could her Uncle be the shadow that had slid onto her bed, his knees forcing her legs apart in the darkness; his hand holding in the mewl of pleasure as he rammed inch after hard inch into her belly.

Katelynn shuddered remember the thickness as it stretched her tight walls. God he had been so hard, like a steel pipe she remembered. Not that her body had argued; because even as he had violated her, she had felt the gush of fluids coat his cock as her body surrendered.

To say Katelynn liked sex was an understatement; at times she thought she had the hormonal drives of a teenage male, not a young liberated female. You name the positon she loved it; missionary, doggy, standing; straight or anal it didn’t matter; she loved fucking.

When that hard cock has driven into her in the dark, her body had lit on fire. This was someone who knew how to fuck. They had set the perfect pace; the perfect depth; hammering into her helpless body as she creamed again and again.

She tried to focus her mind back on the task, even as she felt the growing wetness in her panties sitting there. All right, so that meant Uncle Billy was a candidate; she thought. How about Cousin Rick; she looked over at the twenty year old standing beside his father.

No, she realized as her eyes traveled down his arms. All she saw was thin limbs and soft hands. This wasn’t the power that had pinned her to her bed in the dark; wrapping fingers around her throat to choke off the screams of raw pleasure as he hammered into her.

His post pubescent laughter hit the wrong pitch as she listened to Rick. No, that didn’t match the animal grunts she had heard every time he had shoved his fat dick deep into her gut. His guttural growls as she fucked her like some bitch in heat until he filled her aching belly with scalding hot seed.

No, Ricky was on the list; but his father far outstripped him Katelynn realized. That left only two others. Her eyes drifted across the room to Paul her brother. His arms, already strong from his high school wrestling years; they had only gained in power and strength through the summer of landscaping her did before he headed back to college.

She stared at Paul as juices soaked into the thin cloth of her panties. She remembered watching him masturbate a little over a year ago. God, she remembered those eight inches of thick hard dick as she watched him pound his fist. Yep, he definitely had the equipment she thought.

The fact she had caught Paul twice spying on her in the shower only added fuel to her imagination. It had been one of the best fucking’s she had ever received; lying there helpless on her bed while this towering shadow had ravaged every part of her body; his bare cock stretching her hole even as she silently begged for more. The fact it wasn’t the right time of the month didn’t take away from the fact that whoever it had been; the fact they could have impregnated her; had not been a concern.

So Paul shot to the top of her list as she watched him pull a bowl from the cupboard illegal bahis and pour his cereal. What if really was him, she thought; could she do it again, knowing it was her brother; knowing it was truly incest? She remembered the mind bending orgasm that had shredded through her as she felt those thick wads of seed dumping into her.

Yeah, I would fuck him in a heartbeat; she thought with a half-smile. The fact it was her brother meant little to her as her body still tingled from the over half an hour of constant pounding. Yeah, Paul had the stamina; there was no question.

Then Katelynn’s world turned inside out; as her parents walked into the kitchen. Her mother was hugging Grandma, as she watched HIM stride purposefully across the kitchen. At six foot two her father towered over most of the people in the room; strong tanned arms from construction work reached for a bowl. Her eyes went to that tight firm ass encased in blue jeans.

Could it be the same ass that she had willing wrapped her legs around as he hammered into her? Those calloused hands that held the cereal box could one of them be the one that had muffled her screams as her pussy was taken, stroke after stroke.

Her mind reeled at the thought; it couldn’t be her father. She was his princess; he would never do anything to hurt her. Yet, the fucking she had received last night hadn’t hurt; God it had only driven her lust to have it again. Could it have been…her mind balked at the thought of her father, taking her the way she had been taken last night?

To force himself, on his daughter, until she was a sweat and cum covered puddle lying gasping her bed; and then to simply vanish in the dark; the whole thing drove her mad with confusion.

The sick part was Katelynn knew her father had the right equipment for the job. A little less than a year ago she had watched through the cracked bedroom door one night; as her father had pounded her mother to the bed. What had to be at least nine inches of steel hard cock swam in her memory of that night. What also rose in her mind, was how pissed her mother had been at her dad; over how aggressive he had been. It was evident she hadn’t liked it; but God did Katelynn enjoying being owned last night.

It had been the perfect session to her. Raw, powerful sex; for the sake of sex alone had been divine. Sweating grunting bodies slapping together as she had driven her hips up to meet that powerful dick; the smell of sweat and sex that had filled her room even after they had finished.

All she knew was she wanted it again; and if that meant her father; Katelynn shrugged. She glanced over at her mother; if you don’t want it I’ll take it, she thought.

All right, Katelynn thought; rising from the table. That left three candidates. Her Uncle Billy; her brother Paul; and like it or not, her dad. All through the car ride to the family reunion, her mind flooded with ways to divine which of the three it had been.

Katelynn realized it was out of her control for it to happen again; all she could do was wait and hope. If it did happen again; she intended to leave some kind of mark she could identify later. A bite or a scratch; in a location only she knew of.

Throughout the day half of Katelynn’s mind was on the reunion, and half was on plotting her next move. Later that evening, as the get together began to wind down; and the women started to clear the mountain of food still left; she wandered across the park to the low cement building that housed the bathroom.

Katelynn pulled her light summer dress to her waist, and tugged her panties to her knees. As she eased onto the stool, she thought how ironic it was there wasn’t a door on the ancient stalls. She had just finished wiping; when everything went dark.

It had always been her thought it would happen in her room, in the night; and she had let her guard down. Now, isolated in what amounted to a small concrete bunker; her world plunged into near total darkness.

He wouldn’t; not here, not with all these people around. She heard the heavy footsteps as they crossed the room. She sat frozen, trembling as the shadow filled the open door.

Suddenly powerful arms reached under her armpits, and in one fluid motion she was lifted to her feet and spun around. The cool metal wall of the stall pressed against her body as he pinned her; everything was happening so fast her dress was still bunched at her waist, and her panties dangled around her knees.

She desperately tried to pierce the darkness, but the dim light from the vent across the room just wasn’t enough. She heard a button open and a zipper lower; and then the rustle of clothing behind her.

“Oh God” Katelynn moaned as she felt it for the second time in her life.

That swollen cock head pressed between her thighs from behind, sliding though the grove between her slender legs, until it lodged against her now moist lips.

Her hands slapped against the metal wall as she braced herself; the thought of screaming came illegal bahis siteleri to mind; but vanished when that engorged head slid into her with an obscene pop.

“Yesssssss” Katelynn moaned as the head stretched her entry. Fuck, he was bigger than she remembered last night.

“Slut” a voice rumbled in the dark behind her.

He had spoken, even if a single word. But her mind was too hazed to place the voice; every part of her being focused on that fat cock. Her nails scratched against the cold metal as she waited for that plunge.

“Fuck your slut” she hissed back.

He did just that, as Katelynn felt his hips shift; and inch after inch of hard dick filled her.

“Ahhhh shimmpppfffffffffffff” she started to scream, until a calloused hand slapped over her mouth.

“Quiet bitch” hissed in her ear again.

Once again she tried to place the voice; but that thought vanished when he pulled his hips back, and slammed his entire length into her. His slut; his bitch; Katelynn couldn’t agree more as hot juices erupted from between her thighs to splatter to the concrete floor. Pinned to the cool metal, all she could do was stand there and take every inch.

The sheer perversion of what was happening; that some family member would be fucking her in a public bathroom, while other family members chatted on the other side of the walls. The obscenity shocked her that here; in the darkness; she was once again being taken in pure incest by her family; set off a bomb in her gut.

“Nnnnggggggg” Katelynn moaned against the palm, as her body shook violently.

But, he didn’t stop; his hips slapping her shaking ass cheeks as he continued to hammer into her. The hand slid from her face and gripped her shoulder, pulling her body back into him with every thrust; shoving that magnificent dick deeper and deeper.

Katelynn knew how this was going to end, the same way it had last night. Her cheek pressed against the cool metal, she whispered into the darkness.

“Cum in me…oh God please” she mewled.

As if in answer to her begging, the shadow rammed hard into her, her breasts now mashing against the metal wall of the stall. His cock sank deep, and then held; she felt him swell thicker and thicker. God, I’ve never been so full, she dimly thought.

She felt him straighten his legs, her body sliding up the wall; hanging there, suspended on his massive cock. He’s taller than me, she thought. Just as her gut knotted again, she reached up and dug the nails of her hand into his powerful forearm. As she dragged her nails downward, leaving a red streak; a hot blast suddenly filled her belly.

“Fuck” she heard that animal grunt behind her.

Katelynn’s eyes rolled back as the most powerful orgasm of her life tore through her. Never had she felt so powerless, so owned; the idea of this much raw forbidden pleasure was too much.

“Cummminnggg” she gurgled, even as she felt a second thick wad fill her unprotected pussy.

By the time he had finished unloading into her, Katelynn was a limp rag doll gasping for breath. She felt her body slowly eased down until she knelt beside the toilet in the darkness. She could feel a glob of warm semen ooze from between her still gaping lips as she listened to a zipper being pulled up and clothes straightened.

She thought of trying to see him again, but was too weak to even rise to her feet. As she listened to his purposeful steps heading for the door, she just hoped the mark she had left would be visible. After she was alone, she finally pulled herself up, pulling her panties into place over her still dripping sex.

Back at the gathering she helped her mother begin to load everything back into their SUV. As her brother tossed one of the coolers into the back, Katelynn glanced at his bare bulging arms. The deep sun tan along his forearms was unblemished.

So, Katelynn thought; it isn’t Paul. She almost felt regret as she watched his powerful body walk away. She could just imagine herself pinned under him as she stared into his eyes; while he drove his fat cock into her. She sighed and turned back to loading the car.

As the family prepared to head back to her Grandparent’s house, she slid into the back seat as her parents climbed into the front.

“Everyone hooked in” her mother asked the same old question.

“Yeah” Katelynn replied automatically.

She glanced up and froze as her father reached back to grab his seat belt. There, running down his powerful forearm, was a red line. At the same time her stomach did a flip, her panties were filled with a sudden gush of hot fluids.

Dad, oh God it WAS her father. It had to be, that was the mark she had scratched as he fucked the shit out of her in the bathroom. During the drive home, Katelynn’s image of her father evolved. From the loving and doting man she had known; into a dark shadow with a huge cock hanging to his knees leering over her.

After they had reached the house, Katelynn tried to find a way canlı bahis siteleri to isolate her father, to confront this man who had in a way taken away her innocent view of him, and yet shown him the kind of lover her mother would never understand. Yet, it was her mother who continuously thwarted every moment she almost had him alone. It was as if she knew what her daughter was trying to do.

Later that evening, in total frustration, Katelynn retreated to the bathroom for a long soaking bath. Her mother had successfully kept her from being alone with her father; even to the point the two of them had gone into town for drinks.

On one hand she was pissed because she wanted another round tonight; but she also knew once they reached home tomorrow she would get more than ample chances to pull that fat cock out and show her father how much she appreciated him.

Katelynn was deep in thought about how to confront her father when she walked from the bathroom down to the guest room she was sleeping in. Stepping through the dark doorway, she had totally opened herself; completely dropping her guard since she thought she had all the answers.

That all vanished in a heartbeat, when a powerful arm wrapped around her from behind and a calloused hand clapped over her mouth. She felt the towel she had wrapped around her slender form jerked away and tossed to the floor.

Standing there in the dark, totally nude; her mind went blank. How…who? Her father was in town and he was the one; this isn’t happening.

“Oh fuck” Katelynn grunted against that hand, when a second hand slid down her belly and two fat fingers suddenly plunged into her hole.

Within seconds her body responded to the sudden violation. Juices dripped down her thighs, and her nipples turned diamond hard. The hand at her mouth slid lower until the arm wrapped around her slim waist.

“Who…” Katelynn gasped as she felt herself lifted from her feet. “Oh God” she moaned as she felt the fingers slide deeper.

Holding her around the waist, and impaled on his fingers; the strong shadow brought her the remaining feet to her bed. Like a feather, she was released, turned; and deposited to find herself sitting on the edge of her bed.

“Who Mmmppffff” she started to ask, her words cut off not by a hand this time; but by the engorged head of a cock as it slid between her lips.

Two powerful hands wrapped in her hair, and tugged her head forward. Her throat filled with musky thick cock as she started to gag the deeper he went. She wasn’t sucking him, he was fucking her mouth; using her as she sat there helpless.

The taste and smell overwhelmed her brain as she reached up and gripped his hips. Her moment of confusion gave way to rising lust; she had always loved sucking cock; here was her chance.

“Gluukkk” she gave a squeak as the man shoved his fat cock deeper into her throat.

Katelynn didn’t know how long the shadow ravaged her throat and mouth; time didn’t seem to matter in the darkness. It was long enough that by the time he pulled her head away her jaw ached, and spit ran down her chin.

Gasping to catch her breath he shoved against her shoulders, causing her body to sprawl out onto her back on the bed. Her legs dangled over the edge as she heard a soft thump. She wondered what he was doing and then she felt two calloused hands grip her knees, and jerk her legs apart.

“Yessss” Katelynn couldn’t help but moan.

She had wanted to be fucked again, needed to be fucked again; but then her parents had gone and she had thought her chances disappeared with her father. Now, somehow, he was back; and she WANTED it.

“Fuck me” Katelynn growled into the darkness.

She felt the engorged head of his cock press against her soaked and swollen lips. She reached down and gripped fistfuls of the bedsheets, trying to brace herself. It did little good as his steel cock slammed deep into her in one stroke.

Thank God he had already dumped one load today, she thought dimly; it seemed to have reduced his size just a bit, making his assault a little easier to handle.

“Oh shit…oh fuck…” Katelynn grunted as he began to hammer into her.

She felt one calloused hand rest on her flexing belly, feeling his hard cock deep inside as he pressed down lightly. Then, his thumb curled downward; and hit her clit.

“Oh Goddddddd” Katelynn moaned as her body lit on fire.

“Fuck me…don’t stop…going to cum…going to cum…” Katelynn babbled into the darkness.

As the freight train of her orgasm barreled down on her, the unthinkable happened. Suddenly the lights to the room flipped on. It took a few seconds for her eyes to adjust to the sudden glare; all the while the roaring in her ears grew and bolts of raw pleasure shot between her clit and nipples then back to her womb.

Raising her head slightly from the bed, Katelynn stared into the face of her grandfather, kneeling between her lewdly spread thighs. Wet sucking noises filled the room when he didn’t even hesitate; continuing to pound her stretched pussy.

Her eyes grew wide when just over his shoulder, standing in the doorway to her room; was her parents.

“FFFUUUCCCKKKKKKKK” Katelynn screamed as her orgasm slammed home.

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Marcus had just started on the bottle of gin. He played a few games of minesweeper still trying to beat his roommate’s unbeatable record. Andrew, his roommate, had played enough to actually memorize each board, so Marcus’ attempts were destined to fail, especially once the effects of the gin kicked in. Giving up on the game, he logged into the school’s network to check email. There was the usual joke forwarded by his mother but nothing else. Marcus’ fiancée, Anne, had been gone for a week so far and hadn’t emailed. He told himself he was sure she was busy with the wedding planning, though it was actually a relief not to have any mail to answer. They spoke every day for a bit by phone, but it is easy to hide any real thoughts when one is just relating the usual goings-on of a summer day, saying how much one misses the other and how neither can wait another moment for the big day.

The big day was actually still a couple months away. Marcus and Anne had just graduated a couple weeks ago. She decided immediately after that she needed to get away home to have her mother help with the wedding arrangements and “decompress” after the stressful final weeks of school. He stayed, keeping his room in the fraternity house for the summer and continuing to work his bartending job, so they’d actually have some money to pay for the wedding expenses which were piling up ever quicker.

A chat request came on his computer screen from the username awoods. > How are ya, sexxy?

Marcus chuckled to himself when he saw it pop up on his screen. Normally it was he who would be “fingering” awoods whenever he got onto the school network. “Finger” is a UNIX command one can use to see if another user is online. Marcus had been in several classes with Amy Woods as they had both been English Lit. majors. They had smoked some pot together the first week of their freshman year at Northwestern and had been acquaintances since.

While not beautiful, even by Northwestern’s relatively lower standards compared to the state schools where Marcus would visit his friends, Amy had an unmistakable sexual quality and confidence that had always attracted Marcus to her. In the past couple years they had emailed more and more even while Marcus and Anne became more exclusive. Perhaps it was due to the fact that he was dating Anne that Marcus emailed Amy. While his fraternity brothers were good for saying what he wanted to hear based on his mood: “Fuck her” when he was pissed, and “Anne’s awesome for you, man,” when he wasn’t. With Amy, he could ask questions about the way women think, complain about Anne’s little annoyances, and despite their mutual flirtation, Marcus felt he could get objective advice from her.

There were those nights when he had had a bit to drink and suspected that Amy had too, when a chat like this evolved into something much hotter. Cybersex was something relatively new, but as an early adopter of technologies like Internet Relay Chat (IRC), Marcus was already quite familiar with, and quite fond of, meeting people online. Still, he had logged on tonight quite innocently and certainly didn’t expect to see Amy online, having thought she had left for home by now.

< If I suspected you were around, I would have fingered you as soon as I got on. he responded. > Damn, I’m sorry I missed a sound fingering!

< Hah! Well, the night is still young! As soon as he had hit ‘enter’ Marcus felt his conscience tug. Shit, he shouldn’t have opened the door like that. Anne had only been gone a week and he was already prowling like an alley cat. He blamed the gin — that and the fact that Anne was always so suspecting of his interactions with other women. The couple times he even dropped Amy’s name in conversation with her, she immediately responded with “God, that girl’s a slut!” Marcus wondered what evidence she had. She was especially distrustful of his true female friends. He had gone to high school with and suffered through the typical high school angst with a girl named Lauren. The friendship had been platonic and lasted throughout college, probably because it had remained platonic, Marcus thought. He had once caught Anne reading through a letter from Lauren he had left out on his desk. He had gone down the hall to the shower, leaving her in his bed and, having forgotten his shampoo, returned to find her hurriedly folding the letter back up claiming she just wanted to “see who it was from.” The letter was completely innocuous of course, simply wishing him luck on his finals and actually inquiring how things were going with “the new love in his life”. Then there was Trisha, the bubbly young redhead he had taken “Math for Trees” with. That had been at the start of his senior year. Marcus had befriended the sophomore because he was initially attracted to her. Trisha had accepted his friendship but made it clear she was not interested in a relationship with anyone, especially a senior and gave no hint that the attraction was mutual. Still, he worked to maintain the friendship, arranging illegal bahis study sessions even when their one mutual class had ended and inviting her to rollerblade on the Lakefill. Mostly it was an effort to prove to Anne that he could have an attractive, completely platonic female friend, partly it was to prove the same thing to himself, and partly it was to raise unfounded jealousy in Anne and punish her for her distrust in him.

Out from under Anne’s watchful eye, Marcus felt slightly liberated even as his face flushed with the acknowledgment of even this tiny indiscretion.

> Is it now? planning a wild romp with sweet Anne, or will it be a guy’s night out?

< I don't know really. Anne's home. [He opened the door a crack wider] Roommate's back home and not sure who else is around the House here. > Really? She’s at home? That’s interesting. What’s she doing there?

< Her mom's helping her put together stuff for the wedding, I guess. Why's that interesting? > Because I’m interested. :) How’s the planning going?

< Ok, I guess. I'm working to pay for it. That's my part. Every time she asks for my opinion she ends up doing the exact opposite. > How so?

As frustrating as the wedding planning could be to Marcus, it wasn’t something he wanted to talk about. Not now.

< Um, just ... it's just frustrating a bit. What have you been up to? > Finishing up a project here with a prof. Not sure if I’m going to renew my lease and stay or head home.

< Aren't you done? Are you looking for a job here or back home in ... where? Philly? I forget. > Boston. I still have a couple more classes before I graduate.

< No wonder I didn't see you at graduation. > Were you looking for me? *grin*

< Of course! So what are you up to tonight? > Believe it or not, doing a bit of research. I’m doing this project on the religious use of hallucinogens and there are about a dozen books I want to get through.

< I'd think that research on hallucinogens could be much more interesting. > HAH! It COULD be. Got any? ;)

< I wish! > Well, if you don’t end up fingering anyone else tonight or getting your hands on any hallucinogenic substances, you could always come by here and at least read up on them.

< Ooo sounds tempting! > Being sarcastic? Well, there are other ways I might be able to tempt you.

Marcus took another swig of gin before taking the bait. < Really? Like how? 🙂 > Well there’s an entire bottle of Absolut Orange here that could be shared. And then there is scintillating conversation to be had.

< Well, um... [It was maybe time to back this down a notch. This flirtation was fun and the thought of some cybersexual chat was beginning to have some appeal, but actually going down to Amy's place and getting drunk on top of that! That was more than Marcus trusted himself with.] Let me see who's around and if they aren't going to do anything, I'll give you a call. > What? I’m no fun?

< No! It isn't that! > Just kidding. I know. :)

< It's just... ok. Yeah. you know... > Well, just so you know, I can be fun no matter what we do. You should know that.

< Yes, sure... of course > And we can just talk if that’s all you want, and we don’t have to talk about her or the wedding or anything you don’t want to talk about.

< ok. > So here’s my number just in case. Call first in case I found someone else who didn’t just want to talk. 652-9281.

< Ha! Right. Ok. talk to you later... maybe. ;) > See ya, hun.

When Anne had said she was going to spend some time at home before the wedding, Marcus was at first disappointed. However, as he thought about it and the ending of his days as bachelor approached he began to look forward to how he would spend the time. Surely there would be plenty of alcohol. Some nights at the clubs down in Chicago would be in the mix. The thought of making out with some random girl while out was on the to-do list. He had to live this up to the extent possible while he could. Even the thought of hiring an escort, just to say he had done it, crossed his mind.

“We can just talk if that’s all you want” the words still hung on his screen. “If that’s all you want.” There was probably never a question of whether talking was all he ever wanted to do with Amy. Until now, though, Marcus had never considered the possibility that an opportunity would present itself. Now that it had, fear gripped him. Fear and excitement. He logged into IRC. Maybe if he found someone to “cyber” with he could jerk off, go downstairs and flip on a movie, and grip of fear would win out over the excitement. Fear wasn’t only up against sexual excitement, though. Alcohol could prove to be a pretty staunch foe. As Marcus started into his third glass of gin, his clear conscience began to give way to blurry rationalization. Maybe they would really just talk. Maybe share some laughs about things, school. Maybe they’d illegal bahis siteleri even make out a bit, but who was that hurting, really? Better than some random girl out at the clubs, better than one of the waitresses at work who he’d have to see each day of the summer thereafter.

The unreasonable fear he had felt gave way now to his reasonable conscience. Was this the way his new life was going to begin, with him cheating on his wife? Was he a cheater? He’d never cheated on Anne since they began going out, not even a make-out session at a club. There had been Sandy at work, Michelle at work, random sorority girls he ran into out at the bars. Even Anne’s own friend Allison who had come to visit, slept on Anne’s couch and did little to hide the fact that had she been invited she would have eagerly joined he and Anne in her bed. (The thought of that threesome was a major asset in Marcus’ spank bank.) He’d not given in to the temptation of any of them.

What about the online chatting? That wasn’t cheating, was it? He had even contemplated telling Anne about it, having her join him in a chat online. There were several couples who would get online together and have cybersex with each other and with others while their partner “looked on”. So, that couldn’t be cheating, he rationalized as he entered the #cybersex room on the IRC network.

There wasn’t anyone on this night. It was Thursday. The weekends online, as in real life, were when the real action happened, and Tuesday wasn’t Marcus’ normal night for being on. He normally got online when he had been out drinking on the weekend with his fraternity brothers while Anne stayed in doing research or writing for her final thesis. He’d stumble home drunk and horny and jerk off with one hand while he typed with the other. There were a couple familiar usernames in the room. One that was the online version of a tease… would flirt with you all night in the community room but wouldn’t chat privately. And another, Leslie, with whom he had cybered with in the past, but was so eager to every time he was online that Marcus suspected him of being a man in real life who got off on pretending he was a woman.

He wasn’t so much disappointed that there were no eager, female partners on IRC as he was frustrated with the fact that it wasn’t a satisfying alternative to that other option, the one he couldn’t wipe from his mind. He knew there may be a few fraternity brothers still hanging around the house tonight. Other than the weekends, Wednesdays were the big night on campus for going out. The house less than half-occupied during the summer, and he knew that while he worked the night before, anyone who was around tonight likely would have been out the night before and anticipating the weekend rather than wanting to go out to Thursday’s sparse crowds. On one hand Marcus’ conscience told him that he could probably coax at least one or two brothers to go out. On the other hand, he wondered how long he needed to wait before calling Amy without seeming too eager.

Whether it was long enough or not, he spent another 20 min. making small talk with the occupants of #cybersex and ignoring private messages from “Leslie” before logging off and picking up the phone.

“Hello?” “Hey, Amy?” “Do you remember where I live?” “Uh… I mean, yeah, is it still ok?” “Of course, silly! Get your gorgeous ass down here. I couldn’t wait anymore to open the vodka, sorry.” “That’s ok. I’ll bring Beefeater as back up!” “Ooo gin, fun! Ok, see you in a few.” “Bye.”

***

Marcus practically stumbled as he hustled down the stairs of the fraternity house. Those 3 drinks he’d started with had removed most of his hesitation and some of his coordination. He caught himself before he went crashing down with the bottle of Beefeater in his right hand. The commotion startled his fraternity brother Walter who had settled into the living room couch with a beer to enjoy some B movie on Cinemax.

“Dude, where are you off to in such a hurry?” he asked Marcus as he emerged from the bottom of the stairs. The question startled Marcus. “Oh, I…”

“Dude, sit. SomeMovie is just about to start.”

“I… sorry… I’m going down to see a friend.”

“Oh yeah?” Marcus was afraid Walter would ask which friend. Most of the guys in the fraternity had relatively few male friends outside of the fraternity, so even those few friends would be recognized by the other brothers. Just about all a brother’s female friends were known in the House. If a guy brought a girl to a tailgate or party, every effort was made by just about everyone to get to know her. Marcus didn’t want to explain that he was going to visit a female friend he only saw on a night Anne was out of town. [yadda…yadda…]

It was a short walk down Orrington Avenue to Amy’s apartment on Simpson Street. He’d been there a number of times, not to see her, but because the building was a popular place for off-campus parties and he had been to a number of them there. He buzzed her apartment number and canlı bahis siteleri was buzzed up without any verification over the intercom. Marcus goes up and finding what he hopes is the right door (you can never tell with the way these things are numbered sometimes) knocks. A voice inside tells him to let himself in.

“Hi, honey. I was just pouring myself a drink. Vodka on the rocks ok?”

“Absolutely,” Marcus said, trying not to sound nervous.

The apartment was not the sort of residence you’d expect of a college student, but was fairly common for Northwestern’s well-to-do students. It boasted hardwood floors and high ceilings and had been remodeled in the past five years or so. It was smartly decorated with large framed lithographs on the walls. Marcus perused them while he waited for Amy and then found a series of watercolors on the wall along the hallway.

Amy emerged from the kitchen with a couple old fashioned glasses filled with Absolut. “You like them?”

“They’re great,” Marcus replied examining the painting of a koi in a pond.

“Thanks. I took a Japanese painting course through community ed.”

“You’re a woman of many talents.”

“You don’t even know,” she said slyly. “C’mon in. Let’s chat,” she said leading the way to the living room. “Sorry about the wreck. My roommate went back home for the summer and took a lot of her stuff. The rest of hers is boxed up in her room, but she had the t.v. and stereo and stuff.”

“Oh no problem. This is a great place. Way better than the fraternity house.” Marcus settled down into a butterfly chair opposite the overstuffed chair that Amy fell into.

“So, I finally get you alone, huh?” Amy said. “To talk, I mean. I see you in class and get your emails, but I think this is the first time we’ve ever gotten a chance to talk one-on-one. Too bad it’s coming so late.”

“Yeah, I’ve always wondered… I mean, I think we would have been great friends if the situation would have been different. Should have hung out more earlier.” They both knew the real reason they hadn’t hung out more, but now that reason was away planning a wedding.

“And you’re so hot too. Too bad we didn’t do a lot of things when we had the chance.”

Marcus would never have described Amy as “hot”. At just over 5′ tall,Amy was often described as “cute”. Over the four years Marcus had known her, like many other college women, she had put on the pounds. However, she must have found the time to work out, because she looked fantastic: short blonde hair, perky b-cup tits, and a round ass that was enhanced by the gauzy sun dress she was wearing.

“So tell me what’s going on with you.” She sat Indian-style in the chair.

“Work mostly, I suppose. I mostly just hang with people from work when I’m not actually working.”

“How are the wedding plans going?”

Marcus tried not to grimace. “They’re progressing, I suppose.”

“Not that involved huh?”

“I tried to be. It just seemed that the things she wanted and the things I wanted, well they didn’t really mesh. It doesn’t matter so much to me. She’s been waiting her whole life for the wedding. I just want it over with.”

“Ok…. So have you been taking advantage of what’s left of your freedom? When’s the wedding?”

“Middle of August.”

“So…”

“So. I guess I’ve been trying to. There aren’t many people around, like I said. So some nights we’ll go down into Chicago after work. Sometimes we just stay and have some drinks after work. It’s really been pretty tame.”

“It does get pretty desolate here doesn’t it? Well any time you want to get out, just let me know.”

“I’m sure Anne would love that.” The talk of marriage and Anne had put a damper on Marcus’ enthusiasm.

“She hates me doesn’t she?”

“‘Hate”s a strong word.”

“But she’s never said anything nice about me, huh?”

“No.” Marcus had to chuckle. “Nope, she hasn’t.”

“That’s ok. She’s not here,” Amy answered. There was a pause in the conversation as if to let that fact steep between them.

“Another drink?” Amy asked, after finishing hers. Marcus hadn’t even noticed he had drained his glass already.

“Sure,” he answered. “That went down quickly.”

“Good stuff, huh?” She took his glass and headed back to the kitchen. Marcus couldn’t take his eyes off her round little ass.

When she came back she knelt down on the floor in front of where Marcus sat offering up the drink to him. “So do you think she’s going to be the kind of wife who will bring you a drink when you get home from a long day of work?” she asked looking up at him.

“I hope so,” Marcus answered somewhat uncomfortably feeling his cock grow erect.

“Will she be the kind of wife that will just get down and kiss your body like this?” she said, pulling up his shirt and planting kisses down his abs. Marcus’ answer was just a long drawn-in breath. “Will she pull open your belt, undo your shorts and take your cock into her mouth?” Amy demonstrated just what she meant as Marcus slid down in the chair.

He ran his hands through her hair as she took his whole length into her mouth. “MM, Amy…. Amy, I can’t.” She continued running her mouth and tongue along his cock. “Amy…” Marcus pushed her head away.

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My stories are in generally in chronological order. I encourage you to follow along and read these stories in this order as a prelude to this one:

I Hire Monica The Maid

Monica’s First Day as My Maid

Monica the Maid’s Three Hole Day

I Partner with Linda, A Salon Owner

I Massage Monica the Maid

Hot and Sexy Business Opportunities

I Become a Therapeutic Instructor

The Affair Continues in Las Vegas

I Rub an Asian MILF the Right Way

Going Where No Man Has Gone Before

Cumming Where No Man Has Cum Before

That Was The Weekend That Was

I’m Rewarded for a Job Well Done

Fun in Las Vegas with my MILFs

That Was The Week That Was

Now, this story, Sexy Swimsuit Photo Shoot

Then:

I Take My MILF Lisa to Mexico

I’m Ambushed by a Very Hot MILF

The CFO Gets Her Assets Worked Over

In Pursuit of a Very Hot MILF

The Second Time is Twice as Nice

Roadblocks Pursuing the Hot MILF

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Early June

Friday afternoon

The Bellagio Hotel, Las Vegas, Nevada

My cock was deep into her mouth, the tip just entering her throat, causing me to groan with extreme pleasure as my very sensitive little head found its way into the constricted passage.

Her nostrils flared seeking oxygen as my probing erection blocked air from reaching her lungs.

Her lips were stretched around the base of my erection, her nose nestled in my short pubic hair.

Her tongue caressed the bottom of my cock as she took me as deeply as she could.

I looked down at this gorgeous young lady, nude and on her knees, legs spread, sucking my cock.

She was Devine. Probably the finest piece of ass I’d ever had.

My right hand was on her head, guiding her efforts to pleasure me.

Our eyes connected; her eyes watered and I knew she was on the verge of gagging but she continued to hold my penis steady in her throat.

The movement of her tongue and the heat of her mouth felt heavenly on my throbbing love muscle.

She unexpectedly swallowed, tightening her throat around the tip of my cock and I moaned at the exquisite feeling.

Her watering eyes twinkled in response.

Then, she released her lips from my cock, pulled her head up and air once again entered her lungs.

She continued on, head bobbing, my cock being massaged by her mouth, tongue, lips and throat, over and over again, with only a single goal: providing maximum pleasure to me.

She was one of if not the very best at giving head I had ever experienced and what I liked about her was she was always seeking to improve her special oral skills.

Every time she blew me she got better and I benefited from her continuing education.

She loved pleasing me. And I loved her pleasuring me.

I had hired her six weeks previously.

I knew she was grateful for the job, the salary and the benefits, and the opportunity but this was not what I was expecting from an employee who wanted to thank me.

This wasn’t sexual harassment.

This was sexual heaven.

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I found her on a modeling website as I was looking for female companionship around an adult pool in Las Vegas. The search wasn’t for female companionship for me, it was for my new girlfriend Lisa.

It didn’t take much to sign her up for a cash assignment. There would be no pictures taken. There was no photographer. The task was to wear a skimpy bathing suit at the hotel pool; being topless was part of the assignment, and most importantly, be nice and friendly to Lisa.

If you read “I Become a Therapeutic Instructor” and you learn about Lisa.

I wanted Lisa to have a good time and talk to some ladies and since neither of us knew anyone in Las Vegas, this seemed like a nice way to make some friends.

Actually, I hired two ladies and let me tell you why. Women love to talk. Most guys talk, but not anywhere near as much as women do.

Women talk about anything and they do it forever. Guys talk about their jobs, their hobbies and sports. Oh, and women too. But women have little interest in hearing about work, men’s hobbies that they could care less about, or sports. So, hiring two nice looking ladies to be friendly and talkative with my girlfriend around the pool about the stuff they like conversing about was my way of setting up a fun time for Lisa.

I had never done anything like this before but it worked out well. For the two ladies I hired, it worked out very well. High hourly rate, paid in cash, be nice, talk, have a good time. Home in time for dinner and lunch included, whatever you want on the menu.

Her initial interview, if you could call it that, consisted of meeting me and her friend at the cabana poolside when the place opened. Read the story “The Affair Continues in Las Vegas” for some specifics.

When she took her bathing suit top off in the cabana with Lisa and the other girl, well, that sealed the deal for me.

I didn’t see any physical flaws, far from it.

She was gorgeous illegal bahis and I found out later why she was a late starter with boys; she was so good looking she was never asked out. Her beauty intimidated the male species.

Over the course of the day I gave her additional favorable marks for being bold with Lisa, applying suntan oil to all the exposed parts of Lisa’s body, including her breasts (with special attention, of course, paid to Lisa’s sunburn prone nipples), kissing Lisa on the mouth and being upfront with me when we were alone by letting me know if I ever wanted someone else to spend time with, she would drop whatever she was doing, and wearing, to join me.

Part two of the interview took place later that same day when she and Lisa got better acquainted with one another. By that I mean, this young lady enjoyed eating Lisa’s pussy. Not just once, but repeatedly from the late afternoon into the evening up in our hotel suite. Lisa loved being licked, kissed and finger fucked by her. Lisa requested that I set up another session for the two of them to continue the, what will we call it? Conversation.

I agreed to set it up with my MILF Lisa on one condition. The condition being I be an active participant of the ahem; conversation.

Oh, and before I forget, this same young lady helped Lisa prepare her virgin ass for my throbbing erection by adding a lubed butt plug to Lisa’s ass to stretch her out a bit before I introduced my MLB baseball bat sized cock to Lisa’s tiny rosebud.

I’m kidding; it only feels like a baseball bat when it makes its way into a female ass.

It feels like a small redwood tree once its in all the way.

Part three took place in the same suite in the early evening hours when Lisa and the young lady in question undressed me and together, the young lady and I took a bath together. During this bath, she started out blowing me, with the goal to help me reduce my tension, but I removed her mouth from the redwood tree. First I made out with her, kissing her like she had never been kissed before and she melted, literally in my arms, surrendering to me on my kissing ability alone. (She was impressed by me physically too, including my dick).

I showed her I wanted to be with her alone and she said she wanted to be with me. After that I took over the situation by eating her to two orgasms, the first by a male mouth for her in months. The poor girl, as gorgeous as she was, was sex starved.

Part four of the interview consisted of me knocking lightly on her hotel room door at about 5:45 the next morning. I had just dropped a load of swimmers into Lisa, at Lisa’s request and told her I was off to the hotel gym for a morning workout. I had a workout alright.

I proceeded to pound this beautiful, firm, young, stacked and willing woman in all three of her holes while Lisa slept in upstairs. I ended her sexual drought.

What I learned later is that she had been saving herself for someone and had finally given in to her boyfriend in April and they promptly broke up. So, she was tight, and fresh and needed to be schooled in the sexual arts.

She opened her hotel door nude. Kissing me hello, she stripped me out of my gym clothes in a few seconds, all the while trying to kiss me. We kissed, and I fondled her. She had arranged for room service to deliver breakfast at 5:30. I didn’t ask how she dressed when she answered the door because I already knew. In addition to coffee, she had some English muffins, jam and jelly delivered.

As for the hot coffee blowjob, it was outstanding. She said she liked Orange Marmalade and that ended up spread all over my balls, which she licked off for her breakfast.

Rimming? No need to ask, I simply indicated with my hands for her to “Go lower.”

Her tongue was magical.

She got me hard with her lips, tongue, mouth and throat. She even nibbled my balls with her teeth. Her techniques were amazing and if I hadn’t just cum I would have spurted in just a couple of minutes, that is how good she was.

Her nude body was amazing. Just looking at her brought me to redwood status. Remember, I had just spent the previous afternoon around the adult pool with this young lady as she wore no top and the smallest amount of clothing I have ever seen covering, or attempting to cover, a fully shaved fresh young cunt.

The front of her swimsuit bottom was so small she was initially constantly trying to keep her pussy covered and sometimes the material gaped, which allowed me to see the whole enchilada. I mean taco. From my perspective, her pussy looked very edible. She caught me looking a few times and knew I was interested.

How could I not be interested? She was gorgeous.

Knowing I was looking, after a very short while, she gave up trying to move her swimsuit bottom around to cover up. if the material gaped, so be it. As for the thong, it was hidden in her crack, so at a distance, from the rear, she looked like she was naked.

Not to be a jerk, because I loved Lisa, but even as she took off her bathing suit top the previous morning illegal bahis siteleri I imagined even then that this was a young lady I would like to spend the entire weekend with nude in a hotel room, or my backyard pool, hot tub and cottage. I wanted my hands on her, my mouth on her and my dick in her. I eye fucked her from the moment I saw her that Friday morning.

Back in her hotel room, My redwood tree turned into a Saturn Rocket Booster when her mouth, tongue and lips started in on my manhood.

Wide eyed at my size, she spread the Astroglide sauce on my large, angry penis. She looked up at me with those gorgeous eyes and said “I want you in all my holes. Would you mind starting in my ass because I want to get the painful part of your visit out of the way first.”

I smiled and kissed her and I replied “As you wish.” She simply said “Be gentle, Jack.”

I then took her anally, having liberally lubed her back package and primed it with first one, then two fingers before I successfully navigated past that tight ring with fierce resistance until I pushed my way in, half inch at a time, until I was balls deep, my ball sack wet from its interaction with her dripping pussy.

Her hands gripped the sheets and she buried her head into a pillow as she screamed at my penetration. She never asked me to stop, or slow down or pull out. I got in balls deep and had her breath through the pain.

As her hands lightened their grip on the sheets, I started pumping.

She told me later she had played with butt plugs and English cucumbers and I was officially the first in her ass. She was scared of my size but knew I was going to be gentle about it.

I had wanted access to her rosebud from the moment she turned to walk out of the cabana. It was all I could do not to grab her ass with both hands and squeeze it, fondle it, slap it, kiss it, lick it, spank it and rub suntan oil on it. As I sat in the cabana I watched her ass and dreamed of being in bed with her with my hard cock in her crack and my hands on both of her breasts, rubbing them for good luck and pulling on her nipples to wet her pussy so I could plunder it.

I didn’t cum in her ass, but I stayed erect and pumping in it long enough so that she could cum on her fingers, the fullness in her anal cavity aiding her pleasure. Or displeasure. She was relieved when I pulled my hard cock out of her ass. She literally breathed a sigh of relief.

She smiled at me as she collapsed on the bed, breathing loudly as her anal cavity emptied as I pulled out.

I slapped her on the ass and said “You haven’t felt the last of him.”

She laughed, and said “Not today, Jack, please. Give my ass a rest.”

I asked her to go get a washcloth and wipe me clean, and then with my hand on her head, had her check her work with her tongue and lips on my cock. I had her suck me hard again and it was all I could do not to come. She knew she was good at head and she smiled at me as I groaned when she teased me.

She wanted to ride me and so I laid back on the bed as she lowered herself on me. She was hungry to be kissed and so with those big puffy nipples and large breasts crushed into my chest, I rubbed her bare back and thighs and butt as we kissed and she rode up and down. When she sat up, my hands went straight to her tits where I tweaked and pulled on her nipples and rubbed her breasts. She came on my cock in this position, breaking into a sweat as she squirmed on my erection.

After she came she rolled off of me and I directed her mouth to my cock again, and without hesitation, she licked me to full hardness. If she minded tasting her own juices, she didn’t react.

She moved up to me on the bed and asked me if we could just kiss. Which we did, which led to more rubbing and kissing and licking and soon my hands were between her legs and I rubbed her to a nice quick orgasm with my thumb on her clit and two fingers slipping in and out of her very tight bare snatch.

After she came, I found myself licking that shaved pussy of hers. It didn’t take long to get her hot and bothered because I was the only man that had spent time between her thighs. Lisa had dined there the previous afternoon, but only for a single course.

She was so very grateful to me for eating her pussy. She was highly responsive to my tongue and my fingers.

Her hands held my head down as I licked her across the finish line, her pussy humping my tongue as I sanded her clit.

After licking her to two more orgasms, I climbed up on top of her and pounded her missionary until I unloaded into her welcoming tight hole. I laid on top her draining into her, then I rolled off and she grabbed me and pulled me into the shower.

I spent some time washing her while the water poured down on us.

I washed her hair, the way I had been taught by a hairdresser in my home town. (Gloria).

She groaned as a massaged her head, neck and shoulders.

With my hands on her breasts and my fingers pulling on her nipples I wondered how she would respond to nipple clamps.

I also thought canlı bahis siteleri about a line of nipple jewelry that she could model.

Why not? She had perfect tits and great skin. She’d look great on a website.

While we made out in the shower, I told her she had the tightest pussy I had ever been in.

She took that as a compliment and shared with me that she had waited a long time to give up her cherry.

She had given it up to her boyfriend, who dumped her once he got to be her first.

Which was fine with me, she was still tight as a virgin.

Needless to say, she did exceedingly well at my personal interview that morning in her hotel room.

I had other obligations that weekend, with Lisa, and that was all the time I could spend with Dana. I did do four things for her that were helpful.

The first was that I hired her full time and that I would send her the details when I got back to Los Angeles.

The second was that I would make any introductions on her behalf that I thought would be beneficial.

The third was that I would mentor her in business and life.

The fourth, and this surfaced a couple of weekends later, is that I would meet with her Senior Advisor to discuss with the professor that our CYN Suits video would be suitable and qualify as her Senior Project.

So, the next morning, just before leaving the hotel at 6am to drive back to LA, I texted Dana and told her that Lisa’s friend Michelle was asleep in the suite and I provided Michelle’s cell phone number so they could connect.

I thought it would be a nice introduction.

I found out later they connected and they enjoyed meeting, and eating, each other. All day Sunday and Monday too.

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I had arrived in Las Vegas on Friday afternoon, having flown in from Bob Hope Airport in Burbank.

I took a short limo ride to The Bellagio, where Dana was waiting for me in the lobby.

We went up to the suite, I undressed her, she undressed me, we took a quick shower together and then she put a towel down on one of the chairs in the living room and she proceeded to thank me for hiring her.

She liked having my cock in her mouth, the tip entering her throat, causing me to groan each time she bobbed and took me deep.

I liked watching her nostrils flare seeking oxygen as my cock went into her throat.

Her lips stretched to the base of my erection, her flat tongue caressing the bottom of my cock as she bobbed deeply on my cock.

My right hand was on her head, guiding her efforts to satisfy me.

She knew her task was to please me. To pleasure me. Nothing else.

Our eyes connected; her eyes watered and I knew she was on the verge of gagging each time she went deep but she continued to hold my penis firmly in her throat.

Her tongue and the heat of her mouth felt heavenly on my throbbing love muscle.

Her tongue played with my cock. It was indescribably amazing.

She continued on, head bobbing, my cock being massaged by her mouth, tongue, lips and throat, over and over again; I leaned my head back on the chair, closed my eyes and just enjoyed the what she was giving me.

Her hands found my tight balls and she began to tickle and massage them, which caused me to spread my legs to improve her access.

This was my Achilles heel; my balls. Once they start to be played with the countdown always started to an eruption.

My head came off the back of the chair and both of my hands found their way to her head.

She continued to bob, her eyes searching for mine, seeking approval for what she was doing.

I looked down and said to her three words: “Swallow every drop.”

Still bobbing, her eyes smiled as she knew her work was truly appreciated.

Very soon I felt the inevitable, the “it can’t be stopped I am going blast” feeling that every man knows and welcomes.

I groaned and spurted, holding Dana’s head down so my penis would not escape her throat.

In the past she might have gagged as the salty white fluid entered her oral orifice but not now.

It shot straight down her throat and she couldn’t taste a thing.

Holding her head to my body, my cock was massaged over and over again as Dana swallowed, those reflexes only improving my experience as I unloaded into her.

She waited until I lifted my hands and slowly backed off my cock, allowing it to plop out of her mouth.

Looking up at me, she licked the head, causing me to jerk back because the tip was so sensitive.

Smiling at me, she took me deep again, all the way down, as my slowly deflating cock drained into her.

Her eyes looked up at me for approval and I smiled and said to her “That was the best ever.”

She nodded and eyes closed, sucked me with a soft passion until I was back to normal.

Dana was sopping wet when she finished and I had her rub one out for me, which I videoed.

She liked being spread eagle on the bed, hands in her pussy, eyes closed, telling me how I was pleasuring her in this fantasy.

She got me hard and I took her the way she wanted me to, me on top, smothering her.

Dana spread her legs and guided my hard cock into her tight steaming wet cunt, wrapping her arms and legs around me as I pounded her with long hard strokes.

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