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It took Mom and Aunt Carol no time at all to clean my cum from each other’s faces and tits. Mom got up and sat on the far end of the sofa, she beckoned me. I shifted and laid against her. Aunt Carol came and sat on the other side of me.

“The question of the safety of the evidence remains, Bobby… What do you think now?”

“Are going to continue to fuck, going forward?”

“Oh hell yeah!” Aunt Carol said eagerly.

Mom smiled and caressed my face. “As often as we can Baby.”

I grinned. “Okay, it’ll never be seen. I’ll make sure of that.”

“There is another thing we need to talk about though…” Mom said sounding more serious. “Your father.”

“Yeah, we’ve got to keep this a secret, I know.”

“No, that’s not it. I mean- yes, we do but there’s more. You see, you father took early retirement last month and… well he moved out las week.”

“No shit! He left you?” I exclaimed. “Is he fucking crazy?”

Mom smiled.

“Oh fuck, did he find about about your… uh, business?”

“Oh honey, he knows all about that. He has all along. No, uh…” she sighed in resignation. “Shit there is no easy way to break this so here it is. He has always been bi, and finally found a partner. He and Uncle Jack are living together now. They’re not duck hunting.”

My mouth hung open for a moment. My mind struggled to accept the news. Yet a part of me was glad to hear of it.

Aunt Carol nodded. “Yeah, so I’ve mostly moved in here, we use my place for some of our parties and dates.”

“Wow…” was all I could say.

Mom brought it all back when she stated, “So you see why I lusted for you and why we started screwing around.”

I looked at Aunt Carol, “So Uncle Jack was bi too?”

“Oh no, he was always gay. Completely gay. When I was date raped and got pregnant he stood by me, said it was his and married me. Then when I lost the baby, well, we just stayed together. See, he’s been my best friend for almost all of my life. He still is. I love him dearly, but sex has never been part of that. I knew he had a few discrete partners over the years and our marriage gave him legitimacy. So when he and your father came out, well, I was happy for him.”

“When did they come out?” I asked.

“After your sister left for school.” Mom answered. “We sat down and discussed it calmly. We weren’t sure how or when to tell you two…”

“I see.”

“Hey! Enough of this serious shit, I’m hungry!” Aunt Carol said.

I covered my cock with both hands. “Give me time to recover! Geez!”

She punched my shoulder. “I mean for real food, although a cum smoothie would be nice later…”

“You’re terrible!” Mom replied.

We got up and went into the kitchen, leaving our clothes scattered across the living room along with the scent of intense sex.

We ate, caught up on normal stuff and yes, talked about their business and how they got started just about the time I was starting my senior year in High School. And I had no idea until now. They were careful and had strict rules. No cameras or phones and a strict non disclosure agreement. Apparently my father and Uncle Jack played the role of enforcer or bodyguard at times and were very scary when they wanted to be.

We then cleaned up the living room, and Mom suggested take a shower and wash off the stink. Now the master suite of our house had a huge shower with room for whole squad of cheerleaders (Yeah I had fantasized once or twice about that), and sported two shower heads plus a hand-held unit. There was also a built in bench along one side. So Mom’s suggestion that we jump in the shower excited me.

We set the temperature and wet ourselves down. I sat on the bench as Mom washed my hair and scrubbed scalp. Aunt Carol got a loofa, lathered it up and started scrubbing me. God I was in a state of bliss. These two beautiful, sexy women were bathing me and naked too! Of course I soon had an erection which they took turns washing with soapy hands. Not wanting to waste my load, Aunt Carol insisted that we avoid taking it too far. I took the loofa and started bathing her.

” So you really, really love cum.”

“Yup.”

“Always have?”

“Since I first tasted it.”

“Who and when?” I asked, intrigued.

She smiled, “Sorry Bobby. My secret. Even Amy doesn’t know. Lets just say it was a long time ago…”

“Okay, fair enough. But do you like all cum, all the time?”

“Well, most of the time. Depending on what the guy eats and drinks, the flavor can vary. But even if it’s a little off, it’s still good. And I love the power it gives me.”

“Yeah, watching you eat my cum out of Mom was amazing! I can see a guy doing anything or paying anything to watch that.”

“Well we’ve never done that before. This was the first time. But you know what? I loved it!” She giggled. “It was awesome to taste both of your flavors together! I can’t wait to try it again!”

“I was too dazed from my orgasm to realize what you were doing,” Mom said. “But once I felt her mouth on me I decided to go with it. I love for her to eat me out and we’ve gone 69 a lot, but never with a pussy full of cum. And I’ve never sat and watched, up close bayan escort like that, as a cock slid in and out of her. That was wildly arousing too.”

“Well how about this,” I offered, “Later I’ll fuck one of you while the other lays her cheek on her mound? That way I can fuck a few strokes and then fuck your mouth a few strokes.”

Aunt Carol grinned. “I’m on top first!”

I spent a lot of time toying with Aunt Carol and Mom slapped my ass. “Hey! What’s a mother have to do around here to get her son to bathe her?”

I grinned and began to wash her all over as her sister shampooed her hair. As I washed her breasts and fondled her long nipples I decided to ask her some personal questions. The kind of question a boy never gets to ask his mother unless he’s screwing her.

“These are incredible nipples Mom. How did they get this long?”

She laughed. “I developed decently sized nipples naturally but then when I started experimenting with boys and discovered how much I loved having them sucked, I encouraged that. And, well, the more people sucked on them, the longer they grew.”

“Everyone loved sucking on Amy’s tits!” Aunt Carol interjected. Mom shushed her but Carol continued,”Friends, family, strangers…”

“Mom! A wild child? Really?”

Mom sighed. “Yes. Look Bobby, I started young and played around a lot, but I was never a real slut. I was picky about who and when I fucked… well until recently. But I did enjoy tit-play and still do. In fact for a long time I used nipple trainers which contributed more to their length than anything else. I actually still use them when I masturbate alone.”

I was wondering what Mom meant by “started young”, Eighteen? Nineteen? Or… But a glance at her told me I needed to leave it alone. I changed the subject.

“Okay so client are not allowed to cum inside of you, and no pics are allowed. What else is off limits?”

“Well they have to be eighteen, clean and healthy, and they have to have a card. It’s a referral system. Only clients in good standing get them to pass on to someone they trust. Neither of us have done bondage or pain games although we have one client who like to be dominated. And unlike my sex addled sister, I don’t do anal.”

“Why not?”

“It’s my last virginity and I’m saving it for the right guy at the right time.He’ll have to be worth it and I’m not just giving it away, he’ll have to work for it.” she said. “What about you answering some questions? How many girls have you fucked?”

I hesitated a moment. I decided to answer truthfully. “Before today? Five, five girls and one older woman. But I’ve had three others give me head only.”

Mom raised one eyebrow and smiled.

“Okay, were the girls coeds at college?”

“Four were and the ones that only gave head, yeah.”

Aunt Carol was curious too. “Who was the older woman?”

“And when?” Mom added.

I blushed. “Janice Rice’s birthday is the day after mine. She decided we would fuck each other as birthday presents. We were alone in her house, her family were gone for the day and got naked and started fooling around. She is kinda weird and decided we would fuck on her parent’s bed. She said her bed was clean but her folks fucked the night before so no one would notice if we left a mess. Well she was my first and we were fucking along, learning what to do when her Grandmother came in.”

“Oh fuck!” Mom exclaimed.

“Yeah, well she stood there staring at us then grabbed us by the arm and chewed us out. She sent Janice to shower and held onto me. Then she said that if I promised to leave her granddaughter alone she would reward me. I said okay and in two shakes she locked the door and pulled off her dress. She was only fifty four, looked younger and had bigger tits than you Aunt Carol. Damn if she wasn’t wet too! She fucked me good and hard on top then doggystyle. Finally she gave me my first ass. She pulled out some lube and I fucked her ass. Left her a creampie in each hole too. Then I grabbed my clothes and ran.”

Mom and Aunt Carol looked at each other then burst out laughing.

“Oh my god you poor boy!” Mom said. “God I remember her giving me the evil eye that summer! Now I know why.”

“Bobby do you like ass?” Aunt Carol asked grinning.

“Only nice, round, full, and shapely ones… like yours.”

Aunt Carol stepped out of the shower and grabbed a tube of lube from a drawer and handed it to me. “Please Bobby? I want to feel that inside of me! Do me right here.”

“Sure! But Mom needs to get me harder first.”

Mom smiled and sat on the bench, I stepped in front of her and she started sucking my cock. When I was good and stiff Aunt Carol put her hands on the shower wall over the bench and bent over.

“Fuck my ass Bobby!”

I lubed up my cock and her asshole, slipping my fingers in. She giggled.

“Stop teasing me and give me your cock!”

I pressed the tip against her ass and pushed. I slid in easily. Aunt Carol took a deep breath. I pushed in further and she moaned. I paused a moment then pushed in the rest of the way. Aunt Carol gasped.

“Oh my god that’s a lot of cock! bayan escort gaziantep Fuck!”

“That’s a lot of ass too!” I joked and spanked her. She squealed with glee.

I held it there for a minute and then slowly pulled out, my glans teased her sphincter a moment then pushed inside again. And again she moaned in pleasure. I pulled out and pushed in several times. I had found that some girls got most of their anal stimulation in and near the sphincter. It appeared to be the case with Aunt Carol.

“Oh god! Oh god that feels so good! Yes!”

Mom slid over in front of her sister and cupped and squeezed Aunt Carol’s huge hanging tits as they kissed. My dick actually got stiffer and I began to fuck her with long strokes. Aunt Carol and Mom continued to kiss. This meant I couldn’t pound her ass lest I shove them together into the wall. But that was fine. Slow and deep strokes in Aunt Carol’s beautiful round ass was wonderful. In fact we were all three having such a nice fuck and so focused that the opening of the shower door and the exclamation surprised us.

“WHAT THE FUCK!”

Kate was home.

I froze, my cock buried in Aunt Carol’s ass. Mom looked around Carol and Kate saw her.

“MOM! Oh my god! Then that must be Aunt Carol…” she said. “Oh my god! What is this? What’s going on? Nevermind I can see what’s going on. Fuck!”

I was surprised by several things. One, Mom wasn’t confronting her or trying to explain, in fact she seemed to be hiding behind her sister. Two, Aunt Carol wasn’t trying to disengage. Three my cock wasn’t shrinking, but staying quite firm. And lastly, that Kate wasn’t storming off or turning away but taking it all in.

“How- how could you guys do this to me?” she cried. “Mom! You’d fuck your sister and your son? What about me? Why not me? Don’t you know I love you? That I want you? And Aunt Carol! All those sleep overs and playing dress up and talking till dawn and doing our hair and nails… but you never once hit on me! Why? And you!” She punched my arm, hard. “Why did you ignore me when I flirted? When I teased and flashed you? Am I too ugly? Or… I get it too skinny, too small. You like tits, big tits. Well I-“

I pulled out of Aunt Carol’s ass and turned to face Kate. The sudden move caused Aunt Carol to yelp. She stumbled and Mom caught her.

“Listen Kate this just started today. We haven’t been hiding it from you. I just-“

Kate had frozen and was staring at my cock. Slowly she reached out her hand and touched it. Her fingers were trembling. She touched and explored my glans and the sensation caused it to twitch. She jerked her hand back with a gasp. She finally looked up at me. She smiled then looked away blushing. She was at a loss for words it seemed. I took her hand and placed it back on my cock.

“Oh my… that’s… um, that’s nice. And s-so stiff… uh, w-wow.” She stammered.

I took her hand and opened it, palm up. Then laid my shaft in her hand and closed her fingers around it. Then I guided her hand up and down the shaft. Kate tugged a few times then looked back up at me and a huge smile broke across her face.

“W-wow. I-uh, I’ve never, uh actually held one b-before.” she mumbled softly. “I-I like it. What next?”

“Well would you like to shower with us?” I asked.

“Hell yeah!” she yelled looking at each of us in turn.

“Well you need to strip first.” Mom said, smiling.

Kate started to unbutton her blouse but stopped.

“No. Bobby, I want you to do me a favor, rip my clothes off. Please?”

She was wearing a flannel shirt and sweatpants with roper style boots.

“Lose the boots and socks.” I said.

She did and when she stood back up I grabbed her waistband and hooked my fingers into her panties and yanked them down to the floor. I planted a foot in the middle and she pulled her feet free. I reached out and took her by the arms and pulled her to me. I stared into her eyes for a moment. She was excited and nervous, but not frightened. I kissed her and she responded eagerly. I turned her head slightly and whispered in her ear,

“Are you sure about this?”

“Yes Bobby! I have dreamed of this moment for years!” She then looked at the others and spoke up. “I need to be taken, guided, used and taught. By all of you, but, Bobby first.” She looked at me and bit her lower lip. Her eyes were moist but her face was excited and happy. “Do it.”

I pressed her back to the wall and kissed her, then grabbed the front of her shirt and ripped it open. Buttons flew everywhere as she gasped. I spun her around and tugged her shirt off and tossed it on the floor. I pressed her against the cool tiles of the shower wall and kissed the back of her neck as I ran my hand down over her firm ass and between her legs. She rose onto her tip toes and my fingers found her lips, toyed with her a moment, brushed lightly at her clit, and slid back over her tightly puckered asshole. Kate was panting as I spun her back around. Her eyes blazed with excitement and a wide grin split her face.

I stepped back until I was against the far wall. “Bathe her.”

Aunt Carol gaziantep escort turned the water back on and together she and Mom began. Mom stood behind her and shampooed her hair while Aunt Carol washed her small body. Kate closed her eyes in bliss.

I looked her over, seriously, for the first time ever. Kate was a few months shy of nineteen and took after our father’s side of the family where the women were typically short and often petite. Kate stood barely 5’3″ and weighed 100, maybe 110. She had Mom’s blonde hair, but wore it rather short. Her eyes were the same light blue and seemed to almost sparkle. She was small in stature but she had a strong build, after all she was a gymnast. Her tits had been nonexistent in my mind. But now I saw that they were firm but small mounds carried erect, high and proud. Her nipples were small nubs on the ends of huge puffy areolas. Her body was lean and hard from years of gymnastics which had given her strong legs and a firm ass. The Aunt Carol moved aside and I watched as the water rinsed the soap suds from her abs

And I saw her smooth, hairless mound. She looked wonderful. Now of the girls I had fucked at college, most were a normal to chubby build. My first, Janice had been quite chubby. I had never fucked a smaller or petite built girl, well one girl had been a fireplug. She was just 5’2″ but stocky. So I was wondering what sex with Kate was going to be like. I actually wondered if it would hurt.

“Kate, are you really sure about this?” I asked once more. “As much as I want to fuck you, I don’t want to, well, fuck things up… you know? I mean, are you ready for sex?”

Kate smiled, “Yes Bobby, I am. I’m a virgin as far as fucking goes, but I have had toys inside… of me. So no hymen.” She blushed.

Mom raised an eyebrow. “Do tell…”

Kat bit her lip then explained. “We, the girls gymnastics team that is, don’t have time for dating and Coach Drucker frowns on anything that takes time away from training, and of course parties and drinking will get you dropped immediately… So the team has always had a secret policy of taking care of our own. Every girl has a designated partner, and sometimes we group up. We use tiny AA vibrators that are easy to hide, plus our hands and mouths and help each other get off. There was one night when Sarah brought a real dildo in and we all tried it. It was supposed to look real, and was bigger but not stiff. I liked it but it wasn’t real. Even with Sarah moving it in and out. Your cock is the first real one I’ve seen, o-or touched… I-I want to feel you inside of me Bobby. I really do. No. I need you. I NEED you inside of me.”

Her stressing the word need convinced me. This was not something I had ever dreamed of, fantasized about or even considered. I had honestly never thought of my sister sexually, but now, now I was not only willing to fuck her, but actually wanting to fuck her. I wanted to discover how she felt inside. I wanted to touch her, to feel her firm tits, to suck on those puffy nipples. I wanted to feel her strong body fucking me, her legs and her ass looked amazing. I wanted to please her and hear her cry out in ecstasy as she came. I longed to see her pussy, kiss it, lick it, taste it…

“Mom, You and Aunt Carol sit on the seat, Kate, face them and bend over.”

Kate laid her head on Mom’s shoulder with one arm around her neck. Aunt Carol began to toy with those puffy nipples and kiss Kate’s shoulder. Kate’s free hand was soon on Aunt Carol’s breast. I stepped up behind her and rubbed my cock between her legs a few times. Kate adjusted her stance and I spread her lips with my fingers. I pushed my cock forward and fumbled a bit trying to line it up. Then I felt Mom’s hand between Kate’s legs, her fingers guiding my cock…

I pushed.

Kate cried out.

Damn she was tight. Wonderfully, wonderfully tight, and hot. I mean her pussy wasn’t warm, it was hot. I held it there, barely inside and waited for her to relax.

“Oh god it’s so big! Gaahh! Oh shit it hurts!” She was panting.

I slowly pulled out and allowed her to catch her breath.

“You’re not wet enough, we need the lube.”

Aunt Carol retrieved the tube and used her finger to apply some in Kate’s pink pussy. I added some to my glans and tried again. This time was better. Kate still groaned and was still incredibly tight, but it didn’t hurt. Slow in and out strokes loosened her up and spread the lube, soon she was adding her own and we were able to fuck comfortably.

“Oh Bobby! You feel so good! So good inside me! Oh damn, I have wanted this for so long…”

“Oh?” Mom asked, “No secrets now, tell us all about it.”

Kate was silent a moment and I reached over to turn the water off. I slowly slid in and out of her, my hands on her hips. Finally she spoke,

“I don’t know when it first started, but I’ve always thought you were the handsomest guy I knew, and somehow I started fantasizing about you at night, and it would make me ache and get wet… I’d feel guilty about it afterward, but a few nights later the dreams would come again. I-I started masterbating soon after and fantasizing about you… about you taking me… I-I w-would resist, just a little and struggle sometimes, but you would take me anyways, and the climaxes would come and…the guilt would follow. God, I was so confused. But not now. Now I know it’s right. I don’t give a damn that you’re my brother. I don’t care that it’s incest. I just know that it feels right. So fuck me Bobby, fuck me and make me cum!”

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The house was unusually quiet when he woke up. The only sound he could hear came from the kitchen, and he had reason to head there anyway.

There was a young woman there, with jet-black hair down to her shoulder blades, dark brown eyes, and a caramel tan across her skin. She wore an over-long shirt, the garment falling to her thighs. “Morning, Jack,” Tanya said. “Though it’s almost afternoon. Toast?”

He nodded, even as he set to fetching the juice. “Where’s everyone else?”

“Your mom took mine and the others out for a bit of sightseeing. You know what they’re like: can’t ‘waste’ a family visit on just sitting around.” Between them, they soon had breakfast ready, and ate while they talked. “I disagreed. Thought I’d take the first day to relax. Besides, this way there’s some of that ‘cousin bonding time’ Mom’s always talking about.” She smirked. “Like we still need it now we’re not little kids anymore.”

He laughed, nodding with her over his cup. “Yeah. You’d think we’d ‘graduate’ some of that along with high school. What did you have in mind?”

She jerked her chin to the side, indicating the windows looking out onto the sparkling pool. “Sunbathing, maybe some swimming. Care to join me?”

He shrugged. “Sure, why not?”

She led the way out to the pool. As she walked, she stripped off the long shirt she’d been wearing, showing the swimsuit underneath. Walking behind her turned out to be a touch distracting. She had a good body, built with athletic tone, but enough softness for curves like the rear which wiggled in her thong-cut, black bikini bottoms.

While he was distracted, she set out her towel, on the deck beside the pool. Seemingly heedless of his gaze, she sat down with folded legs and a bottle of suntan oil. Soon, it was spread all along her limbs, her slim arms and long legs shining with it as she lay down on her stomach. “Get my back for me?”

He blinked, eyes drawn to the woman’s body. The bikini top was almost as diminutive as the bottoms; laid as she was, he could see the strings tied behind her back and her neck. “You mean, like…” He sat down beside her, legs hanging into the pool, and pinched at the trailing end of one knot.

She drew her hair forward, over her shoulder, to unblock the sun’s path. Feeling his touch, she nodded. “I don’t want tan lines. Go ahead.”

It only took two quick tugs to loosen and open those knots, and then the string simply fell to lay on the ground beneath her. She passed him the bottle, and he got to work. Her skin was warm and smooth; as lightly as he touched her while he spread the oil, that was all the knowledge about her body that he gleaned. He was trying not to pay too much attention.

“So, um.” He scrabbled for something to talk about while he had his hands on her. “What’s been going on for you?”

“Just the usual. Work, school. So it’s good to have some time to relax.” Soon, her skin was covered. She stretched herself out, head resting on her folded arms. She let the sun do its work.

He sat back, nodding to her. His eyes stayed on her back, uninterrupted by any line of clothing except for that tiny thong. That made it hard to follow the conversation. “Right. Just taking some time to yourself.” He paused. A question was on his mind, and it took him a few minutes to work up the courage to ask it. But, in the end, it was innocuous. “Have any boyfriend?”

“No. I did, a couple of months ago. But I just didn’t have the time, and he started getting needy about it.” She shook her head. “Not interested in that. If I’m going to date, or anything like that, while my life’s so hectic, it’s going to be casual, and on my terms.” She turned her head slightly, peeking up at him. “How about you?”

Seeing she’d caught him looking, he yanked his gaze away, facing down into the pool. “Oh, no, nothing like that for a while now. Been looking, a little, but not really trying, you know?” He laughed under his breath, nervously.

A mischievous smile lit on her face for a second, before she slid back into an impassive look. “Yeah. Wouldn’t mind the fun that comes with it, but don’t really want to do the work gaziantep ateşli escort involved.” She pushed herself up on her elbows, tossed that stringed top aside, and rolled onto her back. She was completely unabashed about it. Her breasts were full and rounded, as pert as her rear. The dark brown discs of her nipples matched well with the tan across her body, but most of the skin of her breasts was milky pale. “Get the oil for me?”

His jaw dropped, and his eyes probably bugged out, staring down towards her chest. “I. Are you sure?”

She shrugged, sending a soft ripple through her curves. “Why not? Like I said.” She grinned, her brown eyes locking with his. “I don’t want tan lines.”

His hands were shaking, so he took a little while, hoping the extra time would help him get under control. The oil was wet and warm on his hands. Rather than dive for the obvious, he started less overtly. His fingers spread, rubbing the fluid onto her stomach. Her work really showed, with how flat and trim her belly was. She smiled with the touch, still looking up into him with a knowing glint in her eyes. He couldn’t and wouldn’t hold off forever.

It didn’t take long to do everywhere else. Her stomach and breastbone both shone. He even moved carefully between the mounds of her chest, spreading the shining stuff over the very middle of her bustline. Then, he went even higher, to her collarbone and the fronts of her shoulders. But eventually, there was simply nothing else left.

He felt her eyes on him, watching his face, as he lowered his touch. Her skin was slick with the suntan oil, making it easy for him to glide down. Even when he reached something dry, the milky skin was smooth enough for his fingers to slide over it. Perky, firm breasts, holding themselves high and a bit rounded even with her laying on her back. She took in a soft breath the moment his hands made contact, but gave no sign of discomfort.

It only took him a few seconds to coat her breasts with the oil, but he didn’t stop there. Her skin became slippery under his touch, making her flesh feel that much softer when he squeezed it, his fingers squishing and making dimples in the rounded shapes of her chest. Her breath was soon coming to her faster and softer. She wriggled for a moment, there on her spread-out towel, before she lay back. Though she looked like she was relaxing, he could feel how the flush of her blood made her breasts warmer in his hands, and perked the tips of her nipples until they were poking against his palms. He made sure to drag against them with every pass of his hands.

She finally cooed aloud, her eyes squeezing more tightly shut. Though she was still laid back, it was clear to him how she enjoyed herself. She lifted herself more, pushing the cushions of her bosom into his working palms. One of her own hands rose, to hold his hand from the back, fingers curled about his wrist. She used that grip to push him downwards, almost overdosing him on the sensation of plush flesh under his touch. “That’s good,” she said, “But there’s more. Another couple of spots where I won’t tan right.” She nodded her head, jutting her chin downward.

That was where he stopped. He pulled his hands from her chest, and though she was still topless, he locked his eyes onto her face. “Look, Tanya, are you sure about this? We’re… I mean… what if Aunt Carla found out?”

She propped herself on her elbows, sitting up as she smiled at him. There was still that easy confidence in her pose, that utter relaxation. “She doesn’t have to. I’m not going to tell her. And it’s just us here; who’d know?”

“I would! And you… you’re my cousin. This isn’t exactly the kind of thing cousins do! It’d be… weird.”

“It would be fun.” She wasn’t flinching. “And if things are awkward afterward, well.” She shrugs. “We are cousins. It’s not like we see each other often. The awkwardness could just fade away. Besides.” She grinned again, leaning slightly forwards. Though certainly pert, her breasts were still soft enough to wobble with the motion. “Would it really be that much bakımlı gaziantep escort more awkward than having your hands on my tits? You’ve already done that.”

His cheeks filled with almost as much of a rush of blood as the one that was making his lap so… uncomfortable. “That was…” That was him falling to temptation, and there were nothing else he could call it. And maybe it was because his head was still sluggish with arousal, but he couldn’t think of any way to fight her arguments.

He reached down, undid the knots in her bottoms, and pulled the loose strings away, tossing it off to lay on her top.

Underneath, her skin was as pale as her breasts, though only in an outline of those thong bottoms. On her mons were a few neatly-trimmed curls, enough to show her maturity and the job she did of keeping them neat. Her lower lips were a little flushed, swollen enough to show that her thoughts had turned her blood in that direction without engorging them into puffiness. She sat back, knees spread wide. Though she’d played the confidence well enough so far, he could still see her spend a split-second calming her face, discarding the hint of nerves. “Where were we?”

There were things that he really wanted to do right then. There were parts of him that could have leapt in, pushed her back to laying on that towel, and rutted their way into oblivion. But the question brought him back to the present; he remembered what they’d been doing. He splashed another handful of oil onto his right hand.

Just as he had before, he started comparatively chastely. His fingers wiped that oil onto the narrow, white line that wrapped around her hips. He danced along the uppermost curves of her muscled rear, though his goal wasn’t to fondle it. He finished there much more quickly than he had with her stomach, and so he cupped that hand over her groin. His fingers pointed downwards, between her thighs, and he moved his whole hand back and forth to rub her.

That touch alone wasn’t enough to get a wild response from her. Yes, she was primed, but not enough. His other hand returned to her breast, the first squeeze gripping it as firmly as the oils allowed. That reminded him of the tight bud of her nipple, and so as he kept that hand moving, he made sure to always have some part of his palm rubbing and grinding against her peak. His other hand kept curling and unfurling, fingers stroking her lower lips. Soon, she was struggling to breathe smoothly, the air coming to her in gasps.

That was all the hint he needed. Keeping his first and third fingers against her flushed lips, he dug his middle finger between, pressing it inwards. Through some combination of the oil already on his finger, and the fluids flowing from within her, it was a relatively easy slide in spite of the tightness of her grip. She flexed around him, squeezing that single, curling digit. The squishing of her flesh around him drove his curiosity, and his fingertip went farther. Even as easily as he could have just pushed in, he made it a slow, dragging, exploratory gesture.

She finally made a real sound, gave a real reaction. Though it was under her breath, she still groaned; though it was subtle, her thighs twitched, trying to close him in. She took another few swift, sharp breaths. “Enough. It’s been months for me. Get a condom from my purse.” Her cheeks heated, almost as flushed as her breasts or the lips of her sex. “I thought, while I was down here… well, you never know, right? I could have bumped into some hunk on the beach.”

He nodded, distracted enough that she needn’t have bothered justifying herself. After another few twitches of his finger, another few squeezes at her breast, he dragged himself away. The next few moments came in a frenzied flurry, and when he returned, he was dressed only in that flimsy bit of protection. Impatient lust ignored all thought of taboo, and didn’t even wait for an answer from her. He just pushed at her shoulder, urging her onto her back.

She moved readily, willingly, with her legs spread to each side, welcoming him. She was escort gaziantep gasping with longing, and he didn’t delay in satisfying their shared desire. Though his cock was thicker than his finger, she was wetter than when they’d started. It only took a little more effort for him to drive that first portion.

It popped into her with a gasp from each of them, and she immediately had her legs around him, urging him farther. Even with that thin layer of latex separating them, it was still a wonderful feeling. The grip of her passage, clinging around progressively more of his shaft, was just right: tight enough to send thrills through every nerve, but not so tight as to keep him from getting deeper. It was gradual by necessity, but inch by inch, he buried himself… and eventually, his hips were nestled against hers, and his cock was completely inside. Her thighs squeezed around his hips, pulling him as far down as physics allowed. She gave him a fiery, unsatisfied look.

He found her meaning obvious enough, and didn’t even need the nudge. That first thrust was only the beginning. His hips started moving, rolling, flexing. Encouraged by the grip of her legs, he kept himself deep, and every motion just served to dig him in, to serve pressure against her most sensitive, inner places. It wasn’t a selfless act: holding himself like that meant each motion pleasured every nerve along his length. Nothing was pulled away; nothing was left wanting. Though to judge by the twitching of her body and the rising of her voice, she didn’t at all mind the technique.

As well as deep, his thrusts were firm, rocking her body with each rock of his hips. Her tits were already eye-catching from the way their light skin contrasted her tan. When her ever-moving body set them to jiggling, they became downright hypnotic. His hands had been pressed to the ground, bracing him, but there were much more fun things he could do with them. His knees held him upright enough to keep pounding her, while those hands grabbed for her breasts.

This time, there was no play at simply oiling her: he was doing as stern a job of fondling her as he possibly could. It wasn’t easy, with the slipping of her skin, but they both found it worth the effort. He wanted to feel more of that cushiony texture, that softness underneath her young breasts’ firm surface. The added sensation had her calling aloud, and her body bucked, arching upwards to force her tits into his palms. Rhythmic arching became another part of her full-body movements, along with bucking hips, squeezing thighs, and hands that reached up and clawed for his shoulders. Those acts all became steadily more erratic as time passed and the fucking continued. The dam wall was being hit with more, the water rushing against it… and eventually, the wall broke.

A shriek of pleasure announced her orgasm. Her wild convulsions made her earlier moves look swan-like in their grace, as she wildly pushed herself into his hands, humped against his sliding shaft. However thin it was, that sheath of latex still dulled the touch of her flexing grip, and let him last a little while longer. The fire in his belly built and built, until he finally joined her. There was no need for him to hold back; his load poured into the space waiting for it, catching it before it could reach her.

All his senses went pure white, burned away by the fire of his ecstasy. He had no idea how long he spent like that, or how long afterwards they had to remain, gasping and simply recovering.

Eventually, their senses did return to the present. They were still naked, sun and air touching every part of their bodies. He still had his hands on her tits, and still had his cock inside her, however soft it had grown. Her legs still gripped him, holding him in her.

Until they locked eyes, and realised where they both were, what they’d both done, and who the other was. Blushes lit on both their cheeks, and they hurried away from each other.

He pulled his clothes back on, even with the used condom hanging from his manhood. “I’m going to head back inside, grab a shower.”

She nodded to him, sinking to lay back on that towel, her body still nude. “I’ll…” She paused, chewing her lip, deciding. “I’ll stay out here. Still have tanning to do.” Her chest, her groin – they were both pale from lack of sun. And as she looked up at him, the look in his eyes hinted that, embarrassment aside, she didn’t mind being seen.

He scurried inside, just as he’d said… but kept that thought with him.

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“This sucks…totally sucks…and not the way I like,” Dana complained, haphazardly throwing whatever clothing that came to hand into her open suitcase.

“I couldn’t agree more,” her nineteen year old twin sister agreed, sitting on the bed with her head in her hands, “and I had three beautiful bi guys lined up for us for the whole weekend too.”

They were both sluts, knew it and owned it proudly. The university experience was simply a competition between them for who could suck and fuck the most, men and women, students and faculty. They both expected to find wealthy spouses and were perfectly willing to use their bodies any way that helped them reach that goal. The uncounted and uncountable orgasms along the way were just bonuses for them or whomever they sucked or fucked at the time.

Deana got off the bed to answer the door when there was a loud knock. Their mother stood scowling in the hallway dodging the constant stream of others heading for the elevators.

“Ready?” she asked impatiently, “your father is illegally parked and was already being hassled by campus police before Igot up here.”

The girls each grabbed two suitcases as their mother pushed a cart loaded with four boxes to stand in line for the elevator.

The university was sending everyone home indefinitely because of the pandemic.

“There’s nothing to watch on TV,” Deana griped, flopping back on a sofa as she flipped through the channels on the large screen TV mounted on the wall.

“Yeah, I can see the problem,” her eighteen year old brother Daniel sneered as he walked into the family room to stand a few feet away from his sisters, wearing just light gray boxer briefs that quite visibly outlined his limp six inch cock, “we only have 889 channels and four streaming services.”

The twins had been home from the university for almost two months, their brother and parents quarantined with them the entire time. Their parents were taking no chances, limiting them to the house and grounds with no visitors permitted. That both parents worked out of the house anyway meant they were less affected by the lock down but unable to get together with their regular lovers and playmates.

The growing frustration was wearing them all down. Each of them really needed to see different people…and more importantly…suck and fuck someone other than each other. Facetime and Zoom mutual masturbation sessions weren’t cutting it any longer.

“I suppose we could just watch porn,” Dana chimed in, smiling impishly at her brother, sliding her hand under the waistband of the bikini panties, the only thing she was wearing, hoping to get him flustered, “or make some more of our own. Dad says our earlier family porn videos are selling like crazy.”

Daniel smiled impishly, his hardening cock tenting the boxer briefs with a small wet spot darkening the front of the light gray fabric. Deana grinned back at him as she cupped both of her bare baseball sized tits, seductively thumbing her erect nipples and slowly licking her upper lip.

After all, sexual play for all was more than a longstanding family tradition….

….When the girls got home from the university, they found Daniel waiting for them, laying on Dana’s bed stroking his rock hard cock. They squealed their delight and quickly stripped, with Deana lowering herself down on his cock first while Dana straddled his head, feeling his tongue lazily split her pussy lips.

Deana climaxed quickly and rolled off her brother’s cock, trading places with her sister. Dana took Daniel’s dick as deep inside her as he would go with a single thrust, then ground her hips around while furiously rubbing her own clit. She knew he wouldn’t last long with her doing that and she was very anxious to feel his warm cum filling her cunt for the first time in months.

Daniel reached up and pinched Dana’s left nipple with his right hand and put the left behind Deana’s ass to pull her down on his face even harder. With his tongue buried in her pussy and his nose in her asshole, he knew he wouldn’t be able to breathe, exactly what he craved while making his own orgasms more explosive and intense.

As his body writhed demanding another breath, Daniel could feel the early stages of a massive orgasm, much more intense than any time he jerked off recently, even while choking himself with a belt. His sisters recognized the signs and did what they could to get themselves off along with him.

Deana climaxed again, inundating her brother’s mouth and nostrils with a flood of her pussy juices, adding to the feeling he was drowning and unable to breathe. After a moment, his back arched and his cum exploded deep into Dana’s cunt, filling her canal and leaking out around the base of his cock to drip down over his balls. Dana, upon recognizing the warm squishy burst of her brother’s cum filling her cunt, started to ride his cock harder and faster, clenching her cunt canal around his cock to squeeze out every gaziantep escort last drop while adding her pussy juices to the flood oozing out of her pussy hole.

Deana rolled off to the side, her thighs visibly quivering while Dana simply collapsed down on her brother’s chest. She lay there for a few moments until she felt his deflating dick slip out of her pussy. Then she gave him a quick kiss on his lips and rolled on the other side.

“Beautiful, just beautiful, I think I got just about everything,”they heard their father Andy say from the foot of the bed, “now girls, spread your legs and your pussy lips wide and push so I can get a good shot of Daniel’s cum seeping out of you.”

Andy was holding up a high tech digital video camera to his eye, panning back and forth at his smiling son and daughters. He slowly zoomed in on each of the girls’ pussies, with such a fine resolution he could clearly see each of the hairs of their matching closely trimmed landing strips, every fold of the pink glistening inner flesh of their cunts and the last creamy strings of Daniel’s cum oozing from them. They were so identical as twins, even their pussies, insides and out, matched exactly.

Andy took the camera away from his eye and looked down at the small screen on the back. As he did so, his wife Molly let his half hard cock slip from between her lips and got off her knees in front of him. She kept his dick in her hand as she looked at the screen over his shoulder.

“Daddy, let’s all look at the video on the big TV downstairs,”Dana said to him sweetly as she slid of the bed and added her hand to his cock with her mother’s, “but after I pee.”

As she turned to walk into the en suite bathroom with her ass swaying seductively with each step, Andy brought the camera back up to his eye and followed her. She sat on the toilet, leaned back against the tank and spread her thighs wide, eagerly giving her father an unobstructed view of her pussy and the stream of her piss splashing into the water below.

“Next time, honey,”her mother said from behind her father, “why don’t we piss on each other in the shower for your father to film.”

“Fine with me, Mom,”Dana grinned happily, putting her right hand down between her legs to let her piss splash on her fingers, “and I’m sure Daniel and Deana would want to be involved too.”

A half hour later, Andy had the unedited video queued up on the large screen TV in the family room. He sat down on the sofa between Dana and Deana while Molly sat on her son’s lap in a nearby overstuffed chair. The kids and Andy had not bothered to put anything on after leaving the bedroom. Molly still wore a pair of powder blue boyshort panties with the gusset drawn up into her clearly moist pussy slit.

Their regular routine was to watch the unedited video all the way through once, then go back and make various suggestions for editing to either be self standing or integrated into another video. Andy started the video and leaned back, putting his arms around both of his daughter’s shoulders and pulling them close. They squirmed slightly until he was able to fondle one of each of their tits while they took turns slowly stroking his cock and fondling his balls.

Molly turned in Daniel’s lap so he could lean forward to take one of his mother’s sensitive silver dollar sized areola with the little finger sized nipple into his mouth. She moaned lowly as he sucked the nipple since they were sensitive enough she often would cum just from that stimulation. When he slid his fingers under the waistband of her panties, she readily spread her thighs, knowing he loved to sniff her panties after she soaked them with her pussy juices. After her next orgasm, she would slip the panties off and let his cock slide into her cunt, filling her with cum one of her daughters or her husband would enthusiastically lick out of her.

By the time the first video played to the end, Molly had cum on Daniel’s cock, riding him on the chair with her panties pulled to the side. They were so soaked with both his creamy cum and her pussy juices she figured Daniel would be jerking off while sniffing them every morning for a week.

Dana was bent over the coffee table, watching the video while her father slammed his cock into her welcoming pussy. She knew he was holding back so he could cum inside Deana, so she strummed her own clit furiously to climax herself first. Meanwhile, Deana knelt behind Andy, fondling his dangling ball sac and rimming his asshole. She had bet her mother that she could get her father to cum first in Dana and before her sister.

Dana climaxed first, followed almost immediately by her father’s cum flooding her pussy. Deana looked over to her mother but Molly was in the midst of her own orgasm on her son’s cock and wasn’t paying any attention to her. When Molly slumped down and Daniel’s cock slipped out of her, Deana crawled over and alternated between licking her mother’s adıyaman escort seeping pussy and sucking her brother’s partially deflated dick. Being just eighteen and a lot more experienced than most of his peers, he was hard enough within moments for Deana to ride him again. Their mother happily fingering her daughter’s throbbing clit to another even more intense climax.

With everyone satiated for the moment, they actually spent a little time making editing suggestions for the video, deciding it should be part of a feature film Andy long wanted to produce that would include him and Molly along with the kids. At the very least, he assured them, they would each make enough from the afternoons filming to pay for the next semester of college…whenever that may be.

The home quarantine certainly started off with a bang….

….”So little brother, do you have any specific suggestions for some original ways to alleviate all of our growing boredom?” Dana asked, her finger pressing in and out against the front of her panties as she indifferently fingered herself slowly.

“Well I could ass fuck you while you lick Deana’s pussy,” he said with a wicked grin and rubbed his palm across his bulging dick.

“Sorry, we did that on Tuesday and Deana and I changed places on Wednesday and Mom joined us on Thursday,” his sister laughed as she tugged on her right nipple with her free hand, “so that’s not something new.”

“Wake up Dad and DP you?” he asked, trying to remember if they did that any time recently.

“Nope, did all three of us about two weeks ago,” Deana chimed in, flopping down on the couch next to her sister and cupping Dana’s right tit.

“Isn’t there some sort of statute of limitations on things we’ve done, so we can do them again?” he muttered in frustration even as his cock stiffened watching one sister fondle the other while the other played with herself. Even he couldn’t tell them apart when they didn’t want to be. “After all there are limits to the number of positions and combinations.”

“Sure,” his mother said from behind him as she reached her arms around his body and gently stroked his cock and squeezed his balls, “the next time we finish our periods, we can start over.”

“When is that?” he asked expectantly, not really remembering their last periods since that didn’t ever slow any of the fucking down, just made it a tad messier, especially with his mother.

“Ten days to two weeks, I think,” Molly whispered before ramming her tongue into his ear and squeezing his balls a little harder, “for me anyway and I’m pretty sure about the same for the girls. Anyway, If you follow me, I have an idea for something…um…different.”

His mother turned and started toward the master bedroom wing of the house, never letting go of his erect cock. His sisters untangled themselves from each other and followed along, making lewd and suggestive comments about the shape and size of his ass, his dangling ball sac and some downright painful things they could think to do with both.

They stopped in surprise when they turned into the master bedroom. Their father lay over a bench with his cock dangling down through a hole in the flat seat. Molly directed the girls to sit on a sofa off to one side and picked up the video camera.

“Hi kids, glad you could make it,” Andy told his three children with a wicked smile and wave of his right hand. “Your mother explain what’s going on yet?”

They all shook their heads then turned back to Molly.

“I want Daniel to fuck your father’s ass while the girl’s play with themselves,” she told them as she fiddled with the camera’s settings. “Then once your brother cums in your father’s ass, I want one of you to lick it out of him while the other gets on her back and sucks him as he sucks Daniel.”

Daniel looked at his sister and shrugged before turning back to his mother. He had no problem fucking his father or getting fucked by him for that matter. He went to the nightstand next to the bed and rummaged around in the sex toys to find a bottle of lube.

The girls spread their thighs and, at their mother’s suggestion, pulled their pussy lips aside to expose the moist pink inner folds of their cunts as well as their prominent clits. Molly set up a tripod and attached a second video camera aimed only at them.

“First one to squirt gets to suck Daddy’s cock,” Dana whispered to Deana, sliding two fingers of one hand into her pussy while swirling a fingertip of the other around her half inch long clit.

“You’re on,” Deana replied with a devilish grin, “and whoever shoots the farthest gets to either be DPed next by Daddy and Daniel or use the strap-on on the loser or Mom or them.”

“Deal,” Dana responded and began furiously rubbing her clit and pumping her fingers in and out of her pussy.

Molly smiled at her daughters, knowing the fixed camera would catch all the action and she akkent escort could work in some with the handheld when they were closer to their orgasms. She turned and nodded to her son and husband.

“Andy, suck him a little then lay back down over the bench,” she directed, coming closer with the hand held camera to get a good shot of the tip of Daniel’s cock punching out from the side of his father’s throat, “but don’t cum yet, Daniel, I want to see your jism oozing out of his ass on to one or both of your sisters’ tongues.”

After a few moments Daniel stepped back, signaling he was ready to pound Andy’s tight ass. As Molly stepped closer to film, Daniel shoved the tip of the lube bottle into his father’s asshole and squeezed a generous amount of the slippery fluid into his bowels. He then lathered up his own cock and placed the tip against the tight sphincter.

“Oh, yes, just like that, honey,” his mother encouraged him, “slide inside him slowly…very slowly…all the way until your balls slap against his ass.”

Daniel reached out to grab his father’s hair and pull his head up and back, arching his spine as his cock bottomed out in Andy’s asshole. Andy moaned lowly, his cock stiffening quickly sticking down under the bench.

“Now I’m going to fuck you and make you my bitch…Daddy,” he whispered theatrically in Andy’s ear, loud enough for his mother, sisters and the mic on the camera to hear. “You want to be my bitch don’t you while I use and abuse your boy pussy?”

“God yes…fuck me…fuck me hard…my pussy is yours…all yours…son,” Andy stammered in reply, his entire body shaking with each hard thrust of Daniel’s cock into his ass.

“That’s so fucking hot,” Dana groaned, sliding a third finger into her dripping cunt hole, “I really like watching one guy fuck another but Daniel fucking Daddy is a whole different level.”

“Well I can’t wait any longer,” Deana answered, getting off the sofa and crawling over toward her brother and father, “and some cum is already dripping from Daddy’s cock and I don’t want it to go to waste.”

“Wait for me,” her twin said loudly and crawled after her sister.

The girls were not following the script their mother had in mind but Molly didn’t object. As she realized what they were doing, she knew their spontaneous actions would be much more arousing than her initial idea.

Deana flipped on her back after she got close to the bench and slid underneath her father’s dripping cock. A few droplets of his precum splattered on her cheeks and lips before she raised her head and took the throbbing head into her mouth. Remembering her mother was still filming, Deana spread her legs as wide as she could, her pussy slit gaping open to reveal the bright pink inner folds of her moist glistening cunt.

Andy was startled by the sudden feeling of his daughter’s warm wet mouth engulfing his cock. He groaned and tried to thrust downward even as Deana took more and more of his cock into her mouth and down her throat while not so gently squeezing and pulling his dangling ball sac.

Dana scrambled over and got on her knees behind her brother. Daniel looked back and grinned at her after she gave him a hard slap on both ass cheeks. Then she pushed his ass cheeks apart and rimmed his asshole, probing the tight sphincter with her tongue.

When he started to groan and push his ass back at her, she pulled back and slipped a finger into him, swirling it around to stretch the tight opening until a second, then a third, finger fit into his ass as well. She pushed into him steadily until she found his hard walnut sized prostate.

From her experience with their father, she knew Daniel would quickly begin to cum in Andy’s bowels. She pressed her fingers against the rock hard gland and began spanking Daniel’s ass with her free hand until he shrieked his orgasm, pumping their father’s ass hard and fast until he was totally spent and slipped out of Andy on a veritable river of his own sperm.

As soon as his cock was completely outside Andy’s asshole, Dana leaned forward, noisily and hungrily licking up the spent cum while slipping her tongue as deep as she could manage into her father’s gaping asshole.

With his son’s cum erupting deep in his bowels and one daughter sucking his cock, Andy could hold back no longer. He shrieked his orgasm as his cum flooded Deana’s mouth and throat. When she gagged and sputtered, he slipped out of her mouth with the last few strings of his jism shooting on her face and into her right eye.

Molly put down the hand held camera, turned the one on the tripod to take in the entire scene then dove down between Deana’s spread thighs to lick and finger her daughter’s dripping pussy. She licked and sucked enthusiastically while reaching back with one hand to rub her own clit as hard as she could.

Deana’s explosive climax, with her juices flooding her mother’s face, was enough to trigger Molly’s own orgasm, her juices soaking the carpet between her thighs as she writhed and moaned until the last vestiges of her climax ebbed away.

“Oh yeah, this is going to be one of the best ever,” Andy grinned happily, sipping a beer with his free hand resting on Dana’s thigh, his little finger pressed against her puffy mons.

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Author’s note: This is my entry for theSUMMER LOVIN 2020 contest. All characters in this story are over the age of 18 years.

The sex scene turned out a little on the short side, do keep that in mind.

A special thanks to WAA001.

Enjoy!

***

It was a few days after my 19 birthday when I arrived home for the summer.

It was like any other summer, no different to the 18 previous ones of my life. The same dryness, the same empty neighborhood. The same loneliness.

I was used to it, though the unfortunate thing was that my girlfriend, Riley, had broken up with me on the day that we landed. We had graduated from the same high school and were also in the same program. Obviously, it was tough to get away from each other without crossing paths and we had gotten into a relationship.

A week after that fateful day, every one of my friends seemed to be dodging me. I thought deeply about any reason they could have to ostracize me so, and came to realize that she had been bitching about me to her friends and anyone else she could find.

It pissed me off. I mean fine, if she wanted to find someone else or whatever she wanted to do, I wasn’t stopping her. I couldn’t care less, but to go behind my back and spread rumors about me… so disrespectful!

It wasn’t that I was particularly sad over it, I was never serious about her anyway. I lamented the fact that I would be missing out on all the juicy fun times. No matter how bitchy she was, to lose such a fine piece of pussy. I had made plans to spend the whole summer buried in her tight pussy while clutching her bubble butt, it felt terrible to not have that any longer. Moreover, she did succeed in isolating me from our friends. Regardless of how I tried to deny the obvious, that one hurt.

So there I was, horny and lonely. My parents, leaving me alone in the house, had gone away on some kind of retreat for old people, or whatever they called it. The fridge was stocked and with my passable cooking skills, it wasn’t a problem.

The major thing was, I had nobody to talk to, and no one to hang out with. It sucked. There’re only so many things that one could do alone. I was down for a few more days before I decided, fuck them! A bunch of assholes!

Fuck each and every one of those assholes who wouldn’t believe, or even listen to my side of the story. I didn’t need them, and they can all go fuck themselves. Even I hadn’t a clue over the reason why Riley had broken up our relationship, so what right did they have to judge me? Fuck those fuckers! I had enough of those selfish people. I missed my friends, my real friends from college. I even thought about driving out to one of their places, however, I was expressly told by my parents to stay put until they got back. So there was only one place left for me.

The beach.

That’s where I decided it would be my place to sulk. At least I could still gaze at some eye candy, and maybe if I’m lucky… get some pussy! Maybe luck will be on my side this time.

I’m no slouch, at 6ft and 160lbs, with a well-built body, I did well with the girls. Getting pussy had never been a problem, but that week was just like something out of the Twilight Zone. Nothing worked in my favor and everything felt out of whack.

There wasn’t much to do, I didn’t particularly like video games or the like, and apart from some morning exercises and cycling around, I began to spend more and more of my time at the beach. The place wasn’t very far from our place, although we had a pool at home too. It was a waste of money in my opinion, but whatever, it wasn’t my money.

The beach, it was one of the quieter ones. Most of the young crowd didn’t seem to like it, and that was just great! I didn’t want to awkwardly bump into one of the assholes and ruin my mood because of them. I would go out there in the mornings and late afternoons, spend time lazing about and go for a swim sometimes.

A week passed just like that. Made some new friends, went on a few dates, had some parties at the new friends’ places, surfed on the waves, you know the normal stuff, what everyone does in the summer. Still, I couldn’t score with any girls. There were a few times when I had thought that it was the night, but something or the other happened which ruined the moment.

The beach was fine, the girls were also fine, but there wasn’t a girl like Riley there. Now, I couldn’t claim to be a butt aficionado or anything, but yeah I loved them, the first things I check out on any girl. Riley, for all her faults, did have an ass for the ages. It was perfect to grab and perfect to spank; I just couldn’t get enough of it. Anal with her, it was the best thing ever.

Fuck, it was sweet!

There were a few girls and ladies, who used to frequent the beach, that had an amazing ass, however, they hadn’t seemed interested in having anything to do with me. Though it wasn’t a great time for me, it wasn’t so bad either.

…

A month went by just like that, and I was escort gaziantep going crazy. My cock was crying out for pussy, and my palms had clearly overworked themselves, wholly apparent from the callouses on them. As the temperatures rose day by day, so did my horniness. I was about to give a call to Riley and beg for forgiveness just so I could catch some relief. I couldn’t handle the need anymore.

I was teetering on the edge, staring at the phone, when it suddenly rang. Immediately, I answered it, praying that it was the girl who I’d asked out the day before. It wasn’t. It was just my sister, Madeline. She phoned to tell me that she was coming back.

“Great! Fucking fantastic!” I chuckled distressingly.

My sister and I had never seen eye to eye. She was five years older than me and had already completed her bachelor’s in engineering. She looked fantastic, had good brains, however, that was all. Her attitude was terrible, at least towards me it was.

Summers were usually her time to unwind and relax. So I couldn’t wrap my head around the idea that she would rather come home than… do whatever that she had been doing for the past few years. I wondered if she somehow had a change of heart.

“Nah, impossible! It’s just my luck to have to put up with her!” I hadn’t seen her for some time and wasn’t excited about the idea to see her any more than calling Riley.

Maddie wasn’t like normal sisters. She was always busy within herself and her friends, uninterested in everything else. She had always ignored me like I wasn’t even her brother. This had used to tick me off as a child, and I had tried several times to get her attention, just to fail miserably. As it was bound to happen, the distance between us increased as she started high school, and now we only ever talk occasionally.

Well, whatever happens, it couldn’t be worse than the situation I found myself in currently.

…

The next day, incidentally, I bumped into Riley. I couldn’t guess from her expression if she was mad for real or just being a bitch, and she didn’t make it clear either. She just shrugged me off and went her own way.

“Crazy bitch!” I cursed behind her back. Her ass, though, looked fantastic as ever. She was wearing some kind of a wraparound skirt, slit at the side. It looked great on her, and her ass… I sighed watching it jiggle as she strolled away with her friends.

“Ah, fuck ’em, I don’t need ’em if they’re gonna be that disloyal!” I muttered as I watched her ass sway away.

Heading into the burger joint I ran into an old ‘friend’, one who always thought Riley was a total bitch. Back then I never agreed with him, but now… well, now I was in total agreement with him. “Well, I see she finally bit you,” Jon said as I walked up to the counter.

“Yeah, she did,” I replied with a sigh.

“I warned you!” He seemed to be contemplating something before his eyes turned clear. “See you later then…” He said and then abruptly took off.

I was shocked by the sudden turn, then I realized that his girlfriend was friends with Riley. So much for sympathy…

Wait a minute, even if his girlfriend is best friends with her, he hates Riley, so why is he abandoning me? It was a mystery for sure, one I couldn’t figure out for the life of me.

I wasn’t in a mood to hang out, or even think about it, after that. I retreated to my only salvation in that gruesome summer, the beach. I had been there for about an hour when I noticed one of Riley’s friends approaching me.

“Oh boy, here we go!” I muttered to myself as she got closer. “Hey, Heather!” I tried to be as polite as I could be, all things considered.

“Hi!” Heather, the 5′-8″ blonde said as she sat close to me.

I hadn’t seen her in a while so I gave her the once over; she looked hot as ever with her long legs and toned figure. Most of the girls looked hot to me these days.

“You shouldn’t worry about what Riley did to you,” she said out of nowhere as she sat there, looking at me.

“What do you mean?” I was curious to know.

“She’ll be begging you to take her back after the summer is over,” Heather said nonchalantly which made me stare at her.

“What does that even mean?” I was struck dumb. “Why would she want me back at the end of summer?”

“Because, silly, her ‘issues’ wouldn’t be an issue anymore!” She broke into a laugh as she patted my knee.

“Yeah, don’t hold your breath,” I commented, looking at her, trying to figure out if she really thought that her pun warranted such a great laugh.

“The way she’s dragged my name through the mud since she broke up with me, there isn’t much chance of that happening.” I was not all that hopeful. Especially after the way she treated me outside the burger joint. Besides, I was going to have another “princess” in my life. Hopefully, my sister would be enough of a distraction that I wouldn’t have time for Riley and her craziness.

“See you around!” I went straight araban escort home, pissed off by what that clown of a girl said to me. It took a real effort not to insult her in her face.

…

It was the next day when Madeline arrived.

“Maddie, can I ask you something?”

Maddie was dragging her bag on its wheels while I was carrying her bags in my arms. She looked a little exhausted, maybe because of the travel, or she was just doing it so she wouldn’t have to answer my questions.

Maddie was tall, maybe four inches shorter than me, long, light brown hair, her pale blue eyes sparkled with mirth at me and my query. Her breasts bounced with each step she took, her ass -meaty, bubble butt- jiggled as she stepped with her long strides through the concourse, and her legs… I could see every muscle, toned to perfection, as they carried her body with her cute feet shod in strappy sandals showing off her perfect toes. She looked amazing as ever.

“Why not…” she replied wearily.

I could have given up at this point, seeing her disinterest and our history, but I was feeling lonely for a while now. Talking to anyone, even Maddie, seemed like a wonderful idea. Mostly, though, it was killing me, I had been dying to ask her this.

“So what happened? You haven’t been home for summers since… whenever…”

“And…” Maddie clicked her tongue. I guess she was annoyed to be asked this right after she entered the house.

“Nothing, just wondering is all…” I shrugged and backed off.

We didn’t say anything after that until we reached her room. I had called a service earlier to get it cleaned up, as I was told to do so. I watched her silently as she put away her things. She stared at me from time to time, however, I didn’t budge from my spot on her bed. Actually, it was bugging me that she hadn’t answered earlier, and I just had to ask her about it. “What about the apartment? You know, in the city?”

Out of my expectation, neither did she flip out, nor did she click her tongue grouchily. Weird enough, she just chuckled after taking a glance at me.

“Couldn’t hold it in, could you?” She jumped on the bed, beside me, and flicked my head. “You’ve always been like that, just can’t wait…”

I was surprised by this version of Maddie. We’ve never been close like that, to be playful or reminisce about our childhood. Regardless, I liked it. Especially her scent, it was kind of a soothing, earthy aroma, and reminded me of the beach, the retreat from my lonely summer.

“So…” I was left gawking as she lay flat on her back, taken in by her sweet face and the beads of sweat on her smooth skin. The air conditioner was working alright, so it couldn’t be because of the high temperature. “… what’s the reason?” I asked while keeping my eyes on her stretched arms.

Maddie raised her head in her hand, and then had to tuck her hair behind her ear. She met my gaze softly. “You broke up with Riley?”

I furrowed my brows. We always had an unspoken policy of non-interference; it was unexpected to hear about Riley, from my sister’s mouth. “How did you know?”

She didn’t say anything and remained staring at me. Finally, as if convinced by my neutral reaction to her question, she giggled and said, “unlike you I have good friends who tell me things…”

“Oh, fuck! Burn!” I laughed heartily. She was right. She was right a lot this morning. “So you really came here because of that? What about your work?”

I held back before saying that she never did such a nice thing for me ever before. After all, why look a gift horse in the mouth. I was happy that she was home, and that it seemed like we could genuinely bond. Anything to save me from this dreadful summer, I guess.

“It’s my time off before the real work begins…”

“And you decided to spend it with your lovely brother?!” I remarked almost instantly, my tone laced with sarcasm.

Maddie giggled again. “You have no control over it, huh?”

“Ha-ha!” I shrugged. “It can’t be helped…”

“Really?” She shook her head and got up to push me outside. “Now go… I have things to do!”

I was downstairs, cooking up something for the both of us, it was just pancakes and bacon with eggs, when it hit me. Maddie came home for me; it wasn’t a joke!

“To think, she would care enough after all this time…” I thought aloud. Whoever told her about Riley and me, and whatever they did tell her, it must’ve been something gruesome to prompt such a monumental change of heart!

“Hmm… now that I think about it, Riley’s sister was a classmate of Maddie’s… whatever, who gives a shit!” I had never had any intent to know Riley’s family, even less so now. Maddie was home, I was not alone anymore, and that was just alright with me. After the summer was over, anyway I would be back in school and back among my peeps. There was enough pussy in there, all I had to do was to somehow get hold over my horniness in the arap escort meanwhile.

Well, it shouldn’t be that tough… I couldn’t finish my thought. Maddie entered my sight and I was awestruck. She was so gorgeous, just sitting there and drinking coffee. It was simplistic in its charm. It wasn’t just I could appreciate beauty more keenly given my situation, she really was that pretty.

Her words brought me back to earth though. “You should learn to eat healthy.”

“Why don’t you be in charge of cooking then?” I didn’t mean to be prickly with her, however, it certainly came out that way.

Maddie surprisingly though, took it in her stride. “Sure, why not?” She giggled after that, gazing at my shocked reaction.

“You’ve changed!” I remarked at how she hadn’t flared up even once since she was back. Granted, it hadn’t even been a couple of hours, still…

Earlier, if I’d said something to her in that tone, she would have first quipped at me sarcastically, before proceeding to ignore my presence for the day. Where is the famous princess attitude? I very nearly blurted that out.

Maddie rolled her eyes theatrically and nibbled on a piece of sandwich. After a pause, she spoke. “It’s not bad, you’ve improved…”

I damn near choked hearing that. It was the phrase our father would say to our mother whenever she “experimented ” with new food.

“What do you want to do?” Maddie asked after we were done with our meals.

We hadn’t talked much for a good while, and I was a little apprehensive to say anything that might put her off. I gazed out the window to take my time in coming up with something. The sun was shining down and it made me want to go to the beach. It had been the one place I could wholeheartedly enjoy myself in this dry summer.

“Beach?”

Maddie smirked as if she already knew I was about to mention the beach. “Why not!” She exclaimed and went towards her room. “Be ready in ten…”

…

“So this is it, huh?” Maddie put her hands on her hips and turned towards me. “This is where you’ve been spending your summer…” She nodded approvingly as she surveyed around us. “Not bad, I must say!”

I snorted and spread the mat. The beach, as usual, wasn’t at all crowded. We had met a few of my new buddies on the way, and surprisingly they recognized Maddie. I guess she was famous around these parts as well. I laid down on my spot and sighed. The sea breeze was cool and soothing. Maddie wasn’t being a pain, and after a long time, I felt so relaxed.

“Sunscreen?” My sister offered to put lotion on me as I was about to doze off under the shade of the umbrella.

“What?!” I did a double-take to see whether she was messing with me. I mean, to spend some time with your sibling, and to actively care for them were two entirely different things. I was skeptical. This had never happened before. Well, she did come home for me, so maybe… I guess, I could give this sisterly-care-thing a try, even if it seemed a little late for that.

“Oh, come on!” Maddie clicked her tongue and made me turn over. “Don’t make me feel bad about asking!”

Before I could say another word, her soft hands rubbed over my bare skin. The sudden sensation sent a shiver through my spine. I let her do her thing, it was quite nice. Gradually, the feel of her soothing hands lulled me to sleep, and I only woke up when I felt her slap my shoulder.

“My turn!” She tossed me the sunscreen and lay down on her mat. “Chop, chop!

Seeing that there was no getting out of it, I moved from my cozy spot. I was mechanically going through the motions when suddenly, I realized our unusual position, and the sleepiness in my mind vanished in an instant. However, before I could completely grasp the gravity of the situation, she untied her bikini top.

“Maddie?!” I was shaken by that act, left speechless by the sheer nonchalance of it. All of a sudden, my thoughts weren’t so innocent.

I felt a twitch in my nether region as I gazed at the beautiful form of my sister. She only had had on her yellow bikini bottoms and nothing else. Her boobs were mashed against the sand and her ass was raised up to me. I gulped at the sight.

It was picturesque. A woman lying in the sand, her hands below her head, the sunglasses holding back her light brown hair. She was waiting, waiting for a man to rub sunscreen over her skin, and I was that man. My horniness rushed back to me and my dick started to harden. I had seen Maddie in a bikini before, and some of the things she used to wear were far more risqué. However, the feeling of arousal I felt as I stared at her unblinkingly was a new thing. It wasn’t as if I wanted to fuck her, or anything even close to that, though, I did become conscious of her beauty.

I had always known she was beautiful, I would be a fool not to notice it, but this was not the usual feeling of appreciation. It was something entirely different to it, far more taboo.

Maybe it’s because I haven’t had any for a while? Or maybe the heat has made me dizzy? I couldn’t help but think that way. It was so weird!

“Are you waiting for me to burn first?”

The bottle almost slipped out of my hand at her remark. I quickly applied more of it over her back and sighed in relief when my hard “task” was over.

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I used to dislike being sent to camp, I was positive it was my dad’s incentive to have me leave home at 19 but he admitted (when he was drunk) he only sent us away so he could have noisy sex with my stepmom. The ‘us’ was myself and my just turned 18, pain in my ass step-sister. She had inherited my stepmom’s stunningly good looks that my dad would boast about, including the blonde hair and big tits. She claimed to be a lesbian but I knew it was a front to hide the fact she was blowing our gardener when she thought I wasn’t around.

I didn’t care, she had some kind of hatred for me I never understood, would yell ‘quit staring at my tits you perv’ on a regular basis and yes I usually was but she did wear low cut tops and I am a breast man. It did however get me extra chores from my stepmom (‘Its not nice to stare young man, go clean the bathroom’) and that pissed me off no end.

Summer was my respite I guess, camp was a place where, and I quote the brochure here “for young people to learn about The Lord in today’s society”. In reality it was for rich parents to be rid of the darling kids that were not shipped off to college yet or like myself, was waiting on my call up papers to finalize to join the next Officer training class for the Marines.

Most of the time, depending on the mentor we landed with, camp would be days of attempted brainwashing and nights of ‘see how much shit you can get away with’. Some mentors could be bribed, others were jerks and took it way too seriously which made the 3 weeks just boring.

As we waited for the rest of the people to arrive I took the time to swim in the lake. I’d been on a pretty harsh training regimen, I knew it wouldn’t be as tough as boot camp but I wanted to at least be ready and managed to turn my pudgy body into one resembling a soldier. I pulled myself onto the dock after a long swim and as I dried the water from my face I felt someone grab my ribs from behind.

“Oh my god, that used to be so much more fun when you were tubby! When did you get all buff Cuz” Said my cousin, Amber. We embraced in a warm hug.

“Didn’t your mom tell you I was going into the Marines as an Officer?” I replied.

“Yea but I still picture you as the pudgy guy with braces I’d practice kissing with. You look great though.” She said with a smile.

“You look just as ugly as I remember.” I said teasingly.

“Oh whatever, you know you want this.” Replied Amber.

Amber and I had a history of sexual tension. We would practice kissing when we were younger and when she came to camp we’d joke about us wanting each other. One year she’d sneaked in a bottle of Jack Daniels and drunkenly admitted to me that she would ‘totally fuck me’ if I wasn’t her cousin but she claimed to not remember the next morning and I didn’t press it. We both enjoyed the teasing and our friendship.

“Marcus can you please help me with my tent.” Said my Stepsister Jessica.

“What happened to that guy who was talking to you, thought he was helping.” I replied.

“He just wanted to stare at my breasts, he couldn’t even put his own tent up.” She said.

“Fine, I’ll be there in a bit. You remember Amber right? She hasn’t been for a couple of years.” I replied, Amber and Jessica didn’t get on at all.

“Hi Amber, please don’t keep me waiting Marcus, I want to get changed and go for a swim.” Replied Jessica then she walked off.

“She still hates me huh, did you hear the undertones of ‘fuck you’ when she said my name?” Said Amber with a grin.

“Well calling her an air headed bimbo cunt who’s only hope in life is to be some old guys trophy bitch maybe wasn’t the best bonding statement, she reminds me about that every time I mention your name you know.” We both laughed about it.

“Well you know how much sleep I lose over it. Hey, we got lucky this year, I have booze and we’re having a campfire tonight. I’ve already bribed the mentor, he’s a super horndog and enjoyed the head I gave him already. He’s promised to turn a blind eye and I hinted I’d fuck him.” Said Amber.

“You’re such a whore, isn’t he like 40?” I replied.

“I’m only your whore baby, you know that.” Said Amber who kissed me on the cheek then wandered off.

It didn’t take me long to put Jessica’s tent together, I showered and got changed into gaziantep escort bayan my shorts and t-shirt for the usual orientation when everyone had finally arrived. The rest of the day was the usual mind numbing crap but it was finally dark and I sat with Amber and a few of the other kids our age as we got drunk and talked about our plans for the year ahead. Jessica surprised me too and showed up with a bottle of vodka to share, we were all pretty hammered by the time the fire died down. The other kids all split, Jessica had already left to go back to her tent and I was left alone with Amber.

“So, I’m going to go get rid of these bottles and you are going to wait here then come to my tent and fuck me. I don’t care that we’re cousins, I want your cock inside me.” Said Amber, I was already getting hard in my shorts.

“Are you sure it’s not just the booze talking?” I replied.

“I’m not so drunk I don’t know what I’m saying. I’ll be waiting.”

I waited for as long as I could stand then staggered my way to Amber’s tent, cursing that I didn’t have my flashlight and eventually found it. The zipper was partially open so I made enough of a gap to let myself in and closed it behind me. Before I could get my shirt off Amber pounced on me, kissing me with a wild passion and quietly whispering ‘Oh Marcus I want this so bad’ as she pulled my clothes off. Once I was naked I pushed her onto her back and slowly licked her pussy. She was shaven and moaned quietly as my tongue explored her. She was already really wet and when I rasped her clit with my tongue she held my face to her and was soon shuddering as her climax burned through her body.

I climbed up her body and entered her with one deep thrust and closed my eyes in pleasure as I fucked her. Her pussy felt exquisite round my cock and I hoped I could hold out long enough to really enjoy it. I did not bad considering how drunk I was. I opened my eyes as I got close, my eyes finally getting used to the dark of her tent then my brain started on it’s ‘hey wtf’. Amber had a real sexy athletic body, her breasts were really nice but not huge. She also had fairly short dark hair. As my brain caught up, my pending orgasm was too much to hold back.

“Cum inside me Marcus, I’m on the pill.” Said Jessica.

I’d already gone to far to stop now, I pushed deep into my step-sister, a woman I’d shared a house with since I was 7 years old and shuddered in pure pleasure as I sprayed the contents of my balls deep in her pussy. She whispered a ‘oh fuck that feels good’ as she came again then when I was spent she held me as we both caught our breath. After a few minutes I rolled off her, she pulled me to spoon her, putting my hand on her breast.

“I know you’ve wanted to play with these for years, they’re all yours.” She said.

I fondled her breast for a few minutes but she fell asleep and was soon snoring. I got dressed and quietly let myself out of her tent and wandered towards mine, not easy being still drunk.

“Hey fucker, where you been, I’ve been waiting ages.” Said Amber as she grabbed me.

“I got lost.” I replied.

Amber dragged me back to her tent and I pretty much repeated what I’d just enjoyed with Jessica, she was amazed that I lasted so long and came about 3 times before I finally came again. She rested her head on my chest when we were spent.

“That was wonderful, I didn’t think you’d last as long. We’ve been building that up for years.” She said, kissing me.

“I have to tell you something, I still don’t know how I feel about it myself.” I said.

“You can tell me anything sweetie, you know I love you.” She replied.

“You’re not the first woman I’ve had sex with tonight.” I said.

“Like I care, as long as you can get it up for me I don’t give a shit, we’re just fucking, we’re not going to run off together. Was it that redhead that was giving you googly eyes all night.” She said.

“I thought it was you, it was dark and she was whispering that she wanted me, I only realized when I was about to cum.” I said.

“Oooh, now I’m intrigued, who?” She said, leaning on her elbow.

“I’m pretty sure I just fucked my stepsister.” I replied.

“No fucking way! Oh that is awesome. Was it good?” She said grinning.

“It was, you anal yapan gaziantep escort don’t think I’m sick?” I replied.

“Honey, you’re my cousin, we are related by blood and I’ve just had wonderful sex with you. Do you honestly think I’d think that about a woman who you’re not really related to? I’ve just always thought her as a stuck up mommy’s girl and now I know the truth. Don’t worry I won’t say anything but this could be fun.” She said.

“Fun how?” I replied.

“Oh I’m not telling. You have to go, here, get the right tent this time, you’ll catch hell if they find out you were in the women’s area.” Said Amber as she handed me my clothes.

I slept pretty well that night, I’d drank plenty of water before I went to sleep so I didn’t have a hangover but was a little tired when I was woken by the overly cheerful camp staff. I was dreading facing Jessica in case she regretted it and was going to tell but she was her usual chirpy smiley self and was actually nice to me. I was still eating breakfast alone when she came and sat close beside me on the bench.

“So last night was just amazing, can we go again tonight but sober this time?” She said, touching my leg.

“You wanted it? All these years you’ve been treating me like crap, telling mom that I stare at your tits just to get me into trouble and more things I can think of right now and you’re suggesting now you secretly wanted me?” I replied.

“Keep your voice down. I always thought you were just a perv, you’re right, I did treat you like crap but mom said that’s how men like it. Anyway, I watched you shower last month and your cock is huge, I thought you’d be smaller but you are hot now, especially since you’ve been working out and I wanted you to be my first.” She said. I almost choked on my cereal.

“You were a virgin before last night?” I asked.

“Yes, I’ve had toys in me and stuff but you were my first man. Gotta go, they’re watching the women’s tents tonight, I’ll come to you.” She said then was gone.

Later that day, after the mind numbing activities, I sat on the dock after my swim when Amber came and sat beside me. She seen the troubled look on my face.

“Not still fretting about fucking your stepsister are you?” She said, always knowing how to push my buttons.

“She said she was a virgin before last night and that she’s going to sneak into my tent tonight for more.” I replied.

“You must be the first guy I’ve ever met who’s complaining about a large breasted blonde wanting his cock. I know you’re not gay, not the way you plowed your cousin last night.” She said grinning.

“I don’t know Amber, I’m worried I’ll get too attached, I’m finding it hard to not let my feelings for you surface, last night was amazing.” I replied.

“Oh sweetie, I love you, you’re one of my closest friends and favorite cousin but what we did last night and will do again is just sex. Don’t get attached, think with your dick like most other guys okay. Don’t go getting mushy on me, I want that lovely cock of yours in me at least twice a week while we’re here. When we’re done, I might kiss you but when we see each other at Christmas or weddings I’m going to act like it never happened and tease you like I always do. I’ll tell you what, if you’re worried she’ll have something to use over you when you guys get back home, I’ll level that for you tonight. Relax and enjoy it my dear” she said, kissed me on the cheek then wandered off.

That night I laid awake, stupidly letting my brain overthink things when I heard the zipper of my tent slowly open. Jessica crawled through the hole then quickly zipped it up again and was soon pulling off her clothes. She pulled my blanket off me to find me naked then immediately started sucking my cock to hardness. Once I was fully erect she laid on her back and pulled me on top of her.

“We don’t have a lot of time, fuck me big brother.” She said as she opened her legs.

I looked at her naked body in the dark and thought what the hell and pushed my cock into her. As I fucked her I thought about all the times she’d got me into trouble and all my suppressed anger started coming out and I started pounding her harder and harder. She enjoyed it though then as my climax antep escort started I thought to myself, why worry about the past when this is mine to play with and enjoyed being inside her. When she started cumming I let go too and pushed in deep as I sprayed her pussy with my hot seed, then I gave the code phrase.

“Fuck your pussy feels good Jessica.” I said then kissed her.

Unseen in the dark under a pile of my clothes and sleeping bag, Amber, completely naked, came out from hiding and laid on her side beside Jessica. Jessica looked at her and instead of freaking out like I expected she actually smiled.

“Your tits are awesome, you shouldn’t hide those things sweetie.” She said and gently fondled one. “Do you want him next, if you eat me I’ll get him hard again for you.”

Despite having just cum I felt my cock harden again, I knelt up as Amber leaned over and started passionately kissing Jessica and fondled her breasts, both of them acting like I wasn’t even there. Amber moved Jessica up my sleeping mat a little then got between Jessica’s legs and started licking her pussy, her own ass sticking up in the air. She stopped long enough to tell me to ‘fuck me already’ and I obliged by sliding into her from behind. I waited until I’d cum again before I said anything but by the grins on both of their faces, it was me being set up rather than the expected Jessica.

“That was hot as fuck but what’s going on.” I asked, still catching my breath.

“Amber came to me, explained your fears and we decided to show you they’re not warranted. We also had sex, turns out our tension was just lust after all so I can stop pretending to hate her too. You have the energy for one more time before we have to leave big brother or are you done for the night.” Said Jessica as she fondled my still dribbling cock.

“I uh, think I’m done for the night.” I replied.

For the rest of the 3 week break, both girls would take turn to visit my tent, sometimes together, sometimes alone. Amber got to have me more since I could have Jessica when we got home but I was pretty worn out most nights. Our parents pulled up as we were cuddling our goodbyes.

“I thought you didn’t get on with Amber sweetie?” Said my Stepmom Clara.

“We decided fighting wasn’t worth it so we sorted it out.” Said Jessica, she gave me a smile.

A few weeks later I sat on the edge of our pool catching my breath after a pretty intense swim when Clara came out in her bikini. She usually wore pretty dull one pieces so I enjoyed the chance to get a better look at her nice tits. She jumped straight into the water, swam a length then surfaced in front of me, parting my legs to hold onto the side.

“So, your dad won’t be home until after 10 tonight, Jessica is staying at her friends until late and that gives us about 8 hours to have fun. I know about you and Jessica, my darling daughter really should password her iPad diary but she describes your cock as magnificent and I want to find out for myself.” She said, rubbing the inside of my thigh.

“I don’t really have a choice do I?” I said, putting up fake objections.

“You get to choose which hole you cum in first sweetie.” She said.

I followed her upstairs to my room, she dried off with a towel then stripped out of her bikini. I was hard by the time I took my shorts off, she was double my age but I didn’t care, she was sexy as hell. True to her word I got to choose any hole, Jessica wouldn’t let me try anal but Clara’s throaty moans of ‘of fuck yes, slide that big thing in me’ got me pretty worked up. She kept me going for a good few hours then when we were both spent she kissed me on the cheek and left me breathless on my bed.

Next morning I got up for breakfast, Dad had already left for work and Jessica was still sleeping but Clara came in when I was washing up and playfully grabbed my ass.

“Yesterday was so much fun sweetie, I don’t need to tell you not to tell anyone but if you help me clean out the shed later you can have me again.” She said as she poured her coffee.

I agreed of course, cleaning the shed took 20 mins and I spent another 30 mins fucking her from behind when we were done. Jessica of course was still sneaking into my room every time we were alone in the house, by the time I shipped off to basic I’m sure my poor balls were relieved. Three weeks in though, I tore up my knee pretty badly, stupid contractor used the wrong bolts on a stairway repair and my military career was over before it started. 4 surgeries later I was on my way home with an insurance check that said I didn’t have to work again.

Clara and Jessica are happy I’m home though…

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“I’ll be right back!” were her last words as she flew out the front door and slipped across the banister that separated our front porches.

I wondered what in the hell had just happened. I’d managed to talk my young next-door neighbor into an afternoon’s session of pussy-eating and fucking, and I’d even slid my cock into her mouth for a first-time blowjob; I’d shown her about three or four minutes of a porn video in which a young girl in a Catholic School uniform was being fucked by one guy in her pussy and by another in her mouth; I’d told Nancy that this was a big turn-on for a lot of men and had punctuated my remarks by growing a hard-on in my pants while we looked. And then, before I could say anything else, she had flown out the front door and disappeared. What the hell was going on? Had I gone a bit too far? Would my wife really hear about this?

Giving up on figuring it out, I walked to the kitchen to put Nancy’s iced tea glass in the dishwasher and to pour myself a cold beer. I had finished almost the full glass when there was a timid little knock on the back door. I was a bit startled, but put down the beer and walked to the door to look out the pane of glass that made up the entire top half of the door.

For Christ’s sake!!! Nancy was standing on the back porch! Her blonde hair was pulled to each side in short ponytails (a la Britney Spears). There were little white ribbons on each ponytail. She was wearing a simple, white cotton blouse that buttoned up the front. And covering it all was one of her daughter’s green/white/gold jumpers. All the girls at the local Catholic school wore this outfit. I moved closer to the door and looked down. Sure enough, white knee socks and black patent leather MaryJanes were on her feet! She was twisting and twirling the hem of the short, pleated skirt and wrapping one toe around the back of her other foot, knee bent and wiggling. God, what an actress! For just a minute, I actually saw her daughter there and not Nancy.

Deciding to play along with her game, I opened the door and asked, “Yes? What can I do for you, little girl?”

She got the idea right away and replied, “Well, Mr. _______, I am locked out of my house because my mom had to go to a meeting and my dad is still at work and I lost my key and I don’t know what to do,” all in a rush of breath while still twisting and fidgeting.

“Well, come on in, Nancy dear; I think I have some milk and cookies around here somewhere. We can share them and we can talk. Would that be ok?”

“Gee, my mom and dad told me never to go into a strange man’s car or house or anything. Are you a stranger?”

“No, dear, I’m not a stranger. I’m one of those older guys you can trust when you have a problem. C’mon in and we can see about those cookies and milk.”

She walked into the kitchen very hesitantly and looked around before she said, “I really don’t want any cookies and milk, Mr. _____; I’d really rather have you help me with my homework. Would you do that for me?”

“Of course I would, Nancy. What subject do you have to study tonight?”

“Anatomy. It’s a hard course because there are all sorts of pictures to look at and remember names for parts of the body and things like that and I always get confused because I’m not allowed to stay after school for the special sessions where the other girls get to look at a model of a man and a woman to see what things really look like instead of looking at pictures.”

“Well, I’ll try to help, Nancy; but I’m not sure I can be of any real assistance. I don’t have any models like those here at my house.”

“Oh, that’s OK, Mr. _____, I have an idea how we can study. Can I have a coke now? I saw them sitting on your back porch the other day and I know you have some. You get them in bottles, right? My mom says that’s because you are old-fashioned and remember when all sodas came in bottles instead of cans.”

I smiled at her brashness, in the game or out, and agreed that I did have some cokes in bottles and I would get her one right away. I told her to go into the family room downstairs in the basement and I’d bring one down to her. If she was going to play this game, I was going to let her take the lead and not push her at all. I wondered if she’d ever done any role-play like this before.

She disappeared down the steps and I followed a few minutes later with her coke and another beer for me. She was sitting on the edge of the pool table, swinging her legs back and forth. Her ankles were crossed and her knees were tight together, but the skirt had ridden up quite a bit when she hopped up onto the table and I could get a good look at a rather pretty expanse of thighs.

I walked over to her and handed her the coke and let my hand drop to her bare thigh after she took it and lifted it for a swallow. “Ooooh, Mr. ____ your hand is cold!”

“I’m sorry, Nancy, I didn’t mean to frighten you. It’s just that you are such a very pretty girl I forgot where my hand was.”

“Oh, that’s OK, Mr. ____, it felt good, just cold. You don’t have to take it away.”

I replaced my hand and stood there bayan escort in front of her. I looked at her eyes and they twinkled back at me, daring me to go on with the game. I was ready if she was ready.

“Well, Nancy, perhaps we ought to think about that homework. I know your mom will be home soon and she might not like finding you over here with me alone.”

“Oh, I think it will be OK. I often heard mom say that she’d like to get you alone some time, so I guess it will be OK if I’m alone with you.”

I almost laughed at this comment and went on with the game.

“Now, what’s the first thing you want to know about, Nancy?”

“Well, it’s a little strange, but I want to know about the parts of a man’s body. What they are called and stuff, you know? I can show you the pictures in the book, but somehow that’s not good enough. Will you take off your clothes for me to look for real?” and she almost blushed at the thought.

“Nancy, if that is the way you need to study, then that’s the way it will be. What should I take off first?” I was only wearing khakis and a polo shirt and knew she had to pick one or the other.

“Well, I’ve seen lots of boys and men with their shirts off, and I know what everything looks like there, so take off your pants. Will you do that?”

“Of course I will, Nancy,” I replied, looking her straight in the eye. And I unbuckled the belt, unzipped the fly and let them fall around my feet, flipping them away with one foot. I stood there, semi-erect, in my jockeys. The front of my briefs was full, but not overflowing, as I was not totally hard. “Is this ok?” I asked.

“Sure, that’s ok; but I don’t need to see your underwear. I see my dad’s all the time. I want to see what’s inside.”

I hooked my fingers in the waistband, pulled and bent to remove them completely and stood up, thickening more every minute or so.

She looked right at it and sucked in her breath. I stood there and didn’t move a muscle. She hopped down off the table and stood right in front of me. “Gee, Mr. _____, I saw pictures of this in the Health books, but it didn’t look quite like this. It was just sort of hanging there. Yours is thicker and almost standing up. Why is that, Mr. ___?”

“Well, dear, when a man is around a beautiful woman, he often gets very thick and very stiff right here.” And I put my right hand under my cock and lifted it toward her. The head – thick and purple – looked directly up at her. “See, it’s actually getting bigger and harder as we talk about it.”

She was breathing a bit heavier now and tore her eyes away from mine to ask me, “Do you really think I’m beautiful, Mr. _____? My mom says I’m skinny and my dad calls me ‘bag of bones’ and I sometimes want to cry because I’m not pretty like Kristen across the street.”

I reached out with my left hand and touched her cheek, murmuring, “Oh, Nancy, Nancy, little girl; you are the prettiest, sweetest thing on this whole block – maybe in your whole school. Kristen is pretty, but she is not beautiful. She is too big here…” and I touched my left hand to her right breast and pushed in just a bit to show that I knew there were swellings there.

“Oh, Mr. ____, you touched my boobies!” she gasped, but did not move away.

“Yes, I know I did, Nancy. I wanted to show you that I know you are already a woman there and they are very beautiful to me.” And I gave her tiny breast a squeeze with my hand, finding the nipple – already swollen and tight – and pinched it lightly.

“Oh, Mr. _____, you make me feel funny when you touch me like that. I don’t know if we should study like this any more.”

“Nancy, I think we have a lot more to study before the day is over; and I want you to stop calling me Mr. _____; my name is Ed. I want you to use that. You can call me Mr. ___ when your parents are around, but when it is just us two, you will call me Ed. OK?”

She giggled like the little schoolgirl she was pretending to be and said, “OK, Ed,” and giggled again.

“Now, I want you to touch me here,” I said, indicating with my cock. “I want you to hold me while I teach you the names for this part.”

“Oh, I know,” she beamed, “that’s a penis.” And she wrapped her small hand around its thickening shaft and held on lightly.

“Well, only the books call it a penis, Nancy. When your teacher asks for an answer on the test, you can use ‘penis’ but when you talk about it with your girlfriends, you should call it something else.”

“What should I call it?”

“A cock. A dick. A prick. A shaft. A rod. A fuck stick.”

“A fuck stick?” and she laughed out loud. “What’s a fuck stick mean?”

“Well, that is a lesson for another day. I don’t think we are going to get that far today.”

“Oh, yes we are!” she almost roared at me, and gave my cock a small squeeze and slid her hand up and down once or twice along the shaft.

“Well, then, I suppose I ought to explain. You see, when a man and a woman really like each other a lot, the man’s cock gets real long and real hard – like mine is right now, escort bayan see? And the woman’s pussy gets very soft and wet.”

“Pussy? The woman’s pussy? What’s that?” she queried with a new twinkle in her eye.

“Well, if you want to take off some of your clothes, I can show you better than I can tell you. This is a homework lesson, you know.”

“Will you help me? I don’t know what to take off first.”

“Of course, dear. Turn around and let me help.”

She turned her back to me, reluctantly releasing my cock from her hand and allowing it to spring upward into the age-old angle of readiness, and stood there looking at the pool table. I quickly, but gently pulled the zipper of her jumper down to her waist and pulled it down over her shoulders to let it drop in a pile around her ankles. Her white blouse – more like a man’s shirt than a woman’s blouse – hid her hips and her ass from my view. She caught her breath, but I just said, “That’s just to let me get closer to the parts I want to teach you about, Nancy. Hold still, now, and don’t be afraid.”

“Oh, I’m not afraid, Mr. … ah, Ed; I was just surprised by the cold air on my legs in the back.”

I told her to turn around and face me and she did by stepping out of the jumper and pushing it away from her feet. I reached down and unbuttoned the buttons of her white shirt-blouse, one by one, from the bottom to the top. One, two, three, four, five, six buttons – the collar button was not fastened. I let the blouse hang loose there, a small strip of skin showing between the two halves, but not showing anything yet.

“Now, Nancy, I’m going to turn you around again and drop your blouse to the floor with your jumper. Is that OK?”

She turned around by herself and helped me shrug her shoulders and arms out of the blouse and I heard it rustle against her as it fell to the floor in a heap. Now I could see that she was wearing that little white bra with an extremely tiny strap in the back – I understand that the larger the bra size, the wider the strap; and since hers was probably only a 32 or 34 A, the strap was very narrow – and another pair of panties. This time, the panties were a very pretty pale yellow, of a satiny material, and actually fit her well – tight, but not too tight. I realized that when she had gone home, she had put on all Lauren’s school clothes except for the bra and the panties – those were her own.

I bent and kissed her shoulder in that tiny spot where her neck and shoulder come together and she jumped like a spark had hit her skin. “I’m sorry, dear, I just wanted to show you that I think you are very beautiful. When a man thinks a woman is beautiful, he usually tells her that by kissing her. You’re not disturbed, are you, dear?” “Oh, no, it felt good. It just surprised me, Ed. Do you really think I am beautiful?”

“I’ll tell you just how beautiful in one minute, dear girl,” I whispered, and unclasped the hooks in the bra strap, but held onto the ends of the strap itself. “I’m going to take this off now, dear; just let me push it where I want it, OK?”

“OK,” she breathed heavily.

I held the ends of the straps and moved my hands around her body, under her arms and across the tiny swells of her buds. I pulled a bit more and she lifted her arms to the front a bit and allowed me to tug the bra off her arms and away from her. I let it drop to the floor in front of her and in bringing my hands back, I held onto each small, brown-tipped breast with a palm. I pushed them back into her chest, pulled them out with my fingers, and caressed them with my palms, moving in circles, all the while kissing her on the neck and shoulders.

“See, I know you are beautiful even before I look at you. And I am kissing you to tell you that.”

She was now breathing quite heavily and her chest was expanding and contracting under my hands. I removed my hands and she let out a small mewing sound at their departure. I managed to pinch her nipples once before removing my hands completely and she nearly jumped off the floor. I couldn’t help but giggle, myself, into her hair.

I traced my fingers up and down her back, covering the area from shoulders to waist, and then caressed the silky feeling of her ass cheeks in their yellow covering. And I asked her to turn around and face me. She turned, and put her hands on her breasts to hide them from me. I tsk-tsk-ed her and she blushed and put her hands down, exposing those beautiful little white doves with their huge brown tips that I had so recently sucked and nibbled upon. They were even more beautiful now that she was playing a role with me.

“Now, dear, let’s discuss what we have here,” I whispered. “What are these?” I asked as I touched her tiny swellings with both hands.

“My boobies,” she whispered back.

“No, love; not your boobies. When you were 9 or 10 they were ‘boobies’; now they are breasts or tits or jugs or melons or face pillows, not boobies. Remember that. Now, say it: ‘these are my tits, Ed'”

She looked up at me and whispered, “These are my bayan escort gaziantep tits, Ed.”

“And I want you to suck them, Ed,” go ahead; say it.

“And I want you to suck them, Ed.” And she actually shivered when she said it.

“Oh, thank you for the invitation, dear girl,” I laughed, and bent to capture one nipple and then the other in my mouth and suck and nibble and lave them with my tongue. She jumped again because I don’t think she expected that right away.

I stood back and looked at both nipples and aureoles – swollen twice their original size; dark brown in color; hugely pointed and thick; crinkled and swollen and just begging for more attention.

“Do you like the new name for your breasts, dear girl?”

“Oh, yes; I love my tits, Ed. I loved it when you sucked them. I got all funny inside and I think…I think…I think I wet my panties.” And she blushed again.

“No, dear, you didn’t wet your panties. Remember when we were talking about how a man reacts when he is with a beautiful woman?”

“Yes, you said he gets thick and hard. You’re thick and hard now, Ed.”

“Right, I am; and I also said a woman’s pussy gets very wet when she is with a man, remember?”

“Yes. Oh, yes; I remember. And is that part between my legs my pussy? Is that what you call it? It’s wet, you know. It’s real wet right now.”

“Yes, dear; that’s your pussy. What word did you call it in school?”

“The books call it your vagina.”

“Right, but a man calls it a ‘pussy’ or some other names, too.”

“What? What other names?”

“Oh, like, cunt or twat or snatch or love box,” and she giggled at that one.

“Love box? Oh, I get it; yours sticks out and mine goes in. Mine is a box, right, because you can put something into it.” And she got a wicked gleam in her eye.

“Right, dear girl. Now what do you suppose a man would put into a beautiful woman’s love box?”

“Oh, I can’t imagine, Ed. Tell me. Show me. I want to know everything.”

“Well, I’m willing to show you, but first you have to take off those little yellow panties. I want to show you what your pussy really looks like.” She looked at me sort of startled because she probably thought I was going to take them off, but bent over and slid them down to her ankles and stepped out of them. When she stood up, she dangled them in one dainty hand and looked at me as I said, “Now, sniff them, Nancy.”

She looked shocked for a second, then slowly lifted them to her nose and inhaled her own scent. At that moment, when her panties were under her nose and covering her mouth, I put my thumb on their white cotton crotch panel and forced open her mouth, sliding the cloth covered thumb into it. She got the idea very quickly and closed her lips to suck on her own taste. “M-m-m-m-m-m-m-,” she murmured though the panties.

I pulled the thumb and panties out of her mouth and kissed her on the lips. “Yes, my dear; you taste very good, don’t you?”

She didn’t have time to reply as I lifted her by the waist with both hands and sat her on the edge of the pool table with her knees spread and me standing between them. I kissed her and told her, “Now, we are going to complete our lesson for the day.”

The table was not a regulation-sized table due to the smaller size of our basement. I realized that with just a little stretching, an incredible position could be obtained. I put my hands on her shoulders and laid her back across the table and lifted her feet in my hands. I put one heel in the corner pocket and the other in the side pocket. She was stretched, but not terribly uncomfortable. I stood there between her thighs, knees in the air and looked down at that absolutely lovely blonde pussy in front of my face. What I saw there could only be described as a golden vision. The overhead Tiffany lamp threw specks of red-gold into her curls and I was nearly overcome.

I stroked the tender flesh of her inner thighs and reached the apex to caress her swollen lips, finding them already heated and slick. I spread some of the slickness around on her lips and thighs and said, “See, love, you are wet right here; right here in your pussy; just like I said you would be if you were with a man and became excited. Do you know what you want to learn next?”

She was about to give up the game and moaned out loud, “Oh, for Christ’s sake, Ed; teach me anything you want, but touch me quick. I am almost ready to explode. What the hell have you done to me?”

“I’ve turned you into a fuck slut, my little neighbor girl all grown up. But remember, you are MY fuck slut. You go right ahead and fuck Mike all you want to, but always in bed or on the couch or someplace; never on the pool table or in his office or anyplace that you and I will fuck. Is that a deal?” And I punctuated that request with a stab of my thumb into her hot pussy entrance, knuckle deep.

“Oh shit, yes!” she screeched and tried to remove her feet from the table pockets.

I pulled her back down and slid two fingers inside with the thumb and began stretching and pulling at her lips, making the hole larger and wetter and hotter and softer. Within the next six or seven minutes, I managed to slide three fingers all the way inside her tight little pussy up to the point where the web of my hand held me out. She was panting and straining and bucking up at my hand to achieve a release that I was not about to grant.

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This tiny story was written on a challenge to write a story of 1,000 words or less. I took as my inspiration an older couple I know who are still very much in love, despite the challenges time has placed on them. I hope you enjoy it.

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Sam knew Liz wanted sex. There were several indications. The first was that his wife, a true night owl, closed her book and smiled and headed up the stairs as soon as he turned off the TV. The second was that she was still awake when he finished up in the bathroom. The third was that she was naked under the covers, her panties discarded conspicuously on the floor by the bed.

She smiled at him as he stripped off his pajamas and crawled into bed. Instead of lying down, though, he pounced on her as she giggled. After thirty-five years of marriage and four children, their sex life had settled into predictable patterns. That doesn’t mean they didn’t enjoy it, though.

First came the kissing. She eagerly opened her mouth, accepting his tongue. While they kissed, he caressed her breasts, rubbing the pads of his thumbs across her sensitive nipples, feeling them get harder. When she began moaning into his mouth and nodding, he knew it was time to move on.

He moved his hand between her legs, spreading her thighs and moving his fingers through her full bush until he found her pussy lips. He traced them up and down, over and over, until he felt moisture. Kissing escort gaziantep bayan her all the while, he worked his middle finger into her. Finding her g-spot, he caressed and teased it while she began gasping. Eventually, his finger coated in her juices, he moved up to her clit. He circled it, over and over, knowing just how to tease her to orgasm.

He continued to kiss her while he played with her pussy. Her panting and moans guided the exact position and pressure of his fingers. When he needed more lubrication, he’d dip his fingers quickly into her and then return to her clit.

When she began to stiffen, straining for her orgasm, he moved his mouth to her nipples. He alternated sucking at the tender buds with breathlessly telling her how beautiful she was and how much he loved her. He never altered the motion of his fingers. “Cummmming,” she gasped, and he kept up the pressure, riding out her orgasm, until her clit became too sensitive.

Immediately he shifted and plunged his middle finger back into her, eliciting another gasp. He curled it up toward her g-spot and teased it, drawing out her orgasm, making it last for her as long as he could.

Eventually he withdrew, lying back on his pillow, and in a moment she rolled over to him. Grasping his soft cock, she began firmly pumping it and started their kissing routine all over again. She kissed his mouth, and then moved to his neck, gaziantep escort cim cif bayan which she knew was incredibly sensitive.

By this time he was half-hard. When he moved his hand to his own cock she released it, moving all her attention to his nipples, which she knew were just as sensitive as hers. As he furiously tugged on his cock, she found one nipple with her mouth and the other with her fingers.

She sucked as hard as she could, knowing he could take far more pain than she. Once both of his nipples were erect little points, she began biting one and pinching the other while he gasped and moaned and pumped his prick.

When he released his dick, she quickly swooped down and engulfed it in her mouth. She alternated licking his head and lapping his frenulum, her hands keeping up a strong stroke on his shaft.

Unpredictably, she took her hands away and plunged her mouth down as far as she could, so that he could feel his head lodge in the back of her throat. Then she’d pull back off and bob her head quickly, sucking hard.

When he announced he was about to cum she sat back. He reached for the lube and squirted some in each of their palms. For the next several moments he masturbated while she spread lube around her lips and liberally coated the entrance to her pussy.

When she was ready, he got off the bed, still pumping, while she wriggled around cinsel bilgiler so her ass was on the edge. He stood between her spread legs, working the head of his cock up and down her slit, and then carefully inserting it. Each time she flinched, he’d stop, just easing the head back and forth until she’d look at him and hold her breath and nod. Then he’d ease in a little more.

Sawing his cock back and forth, stopping when she winced, Sam eventually got all the way inside her. Then he leaned over her, playing with her nipples, and whispering his memories of the sex they had when they were younger:

The first time she too off her top for him, after hours of making out, and how he knew at that point he was seeing the most beautiful girl who ever lived…
The hot oil massages and gentle anal sex before they were married, when they were “saving themselves” for the honeymoon…
The times when he spread her out on the stairs and ate her to orgasm…
The times he’d throw her legs over his shoulders and drill her until they both screamed…
The time she rode him so furiously the bed broke…
The times they’d sneak quickies outdoors, or in the car, or in the guest rooms at parties…

All the while, Liz would listen, and remember, and smile, and feel him inside her until he grew completely soft.

Since menopause, sex had been too painful for her to bear. Combined with his increasing difficulties with erections, they hadn’t actually fucked in years. But they had each other, and they had this, and it was enough. They would never let their sex life completely die — it was far too important to them.

Eventually Sam withdrew and lay down, tugging at his soft prick. Liz kissed him and sucked on his nipples and cupped his balls just as he liked it. He came, still only half hard, and they fell asleep in each other’s arms.

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I remember one summer when I went out to the ranch of my friend Amanda’s uncle. This was her father’s youngest brother, making him around 40 at the time. We had just finished our third year of college and we were borderline ADD from the joy of completing our finals.

We drove up on a hot, hot day in late April, and by the time we arrived at the ranch both of us were covered in sweat and dust. We were tired and a bit cranky from the five-hour drive. My friend jumped out of the truck in glee to be free of that suffocating metal beast and leapt about on the lawn stretching her legs. Her uncle Jay Rayder, came out to give her a hug – what a hunk — and as she launched herself at him she jumped into a divot in the lawn. She twisted her ankle and let out a little yip of pain. This was all within the first three minutes of our arrival. It sucked the big one. Her uncle picked her up like she was nothing and carried her inside. Her ankle was already looking pretty nasty.

I was finally on vacation after months of being cooped up with stodgy textbooks and here we were on a ranch, I had never been to a ranch, and my personal tour guide was laid up inside the whole time. We were only supposed to be there for five days and I wasn’t getting to do any of the things she promised me: where was the swimming at the lake, horseback riding into the sunset, meeting cute ranch hands. I was disappointed, but I didn’t want to leave her ankle up in the living room by herself, and since this was a working ranch no one else had time to entertain me.

On the last day of our stay I was practically going stir crazy. We were sitting inside on another glorious day playing our millionth game of cribbage when her uncle, who was definitely the hottest man in a ten-mile radius, came in and invited me to join him as he went for a ride to check on some fencing far out on the ranch. I jumped at the chance as I ached to get this atrophy out of my system. Amanda was disappointed; however, she understood that I was bored to tears. We quickly saddled up and rode out to the far ends of the ranch. The rolling hills were dotted with tall spruce trees, and little groves of aspen gave us shade from the melting sunshine.

We chatted for a bit, but really we didn’t have anything in common, so mostly we rode in silence. This was fine by me, as I couldn’t help staring at Troy’s profile. He had this strong, jutting chin (a personal weakness of mine) and unusual green eyes. Not that I could see his eyes because the brim of his cowboy hat was pulled so far down. He obviously didn’t care much for how he looked because he seemed to permanently have stubble going, or maybe he did; stubble on him made my thighs wet. He stopped his horse in the middle of a patch of grass in the forest and got off.

“What are we doing here?” I asked, “Where’s the fence?”

“I thought we could have a bite to eat first. I’m starving,” he said as he leaned up and plucked me off the horse.

As he helped me down he brought me against him so that my nipples rubbed against his chest though my cotton and lace blouse. My breasts were small enough that I didn’t bother wearing a bra, but this meant you could almost see my dusty pink nipples through the faded yellow cotton. My nipples were hard from all the naughty things I had been thinking as we had been riding and I knew he had felt them brush against his chest. Damn if the rhythm of our riding combined with his masculine appeal hadn’t already got me worked up.

I stood next to him, and for a moment we just stared at each other. I reached up and lifted my mane of dark hair off my neck and fanned my nape. He openly watched as my breasts jiggled while I fanned myself. Actually, he looked at me all over. It felt as though my fanning was having no affect. This was the ranch fantasy I had been daydreaming about since Amanda had invited me up here. This was the fantasy that had got me through those long lonely nights studying for exams and wishing I had gone out instead. Was I on glue or was something going to happen.

He began to unpack his saddlebags and I watched his ass the entire time. He glanced over at me once or twice and smiled knowingly; I wasn’t hiding my gaze on his body either. You could tell that he was all muscle and sinew under those tight fitting, dirty, torn Levi jeans and plaid shirt. gaziantep ateşli escort bayan I real cowboy in my midst; I almost swooned.

He laid out a thick blanket on the grass; next, a picnic hamper, and lastly, he turned to me and produced a bottle of ice wine. I laughed out loud. I had been had. The fence problem was all a sham, and now we both knew it. I didn’t comment on it though; instead, I leaned over to him as he had the wine bottle in one hand and the opener in the other and kissed him on the lips. His arms enclosed me and we made out for a minute or so without coming up for air. It was a hot prelude of what was going to come. I left him with a little nibble on the lips and plopped down on the blanket. As he uncorked the bottle and poured us some wine I began to unbutton my shirt.

Slowly, I undid my shirt button by button. He was riveted, which I loved every minute of. I peeled it off, exposing my breasts to the sun. You could see sweat roll down my cleavage. He sat down on the blanket and handed me a glass of wine. The sweet chilled wine awakened all my senses. He prepared all the food for me as we ate and I felt giddy to be pampered by this rugged man. Troy never touched me as we munched away, but his eyes were forever on my body making me feel like a goddess. We ate saying little, but enjoying the silence. It wasn’t awkward, maybe cause we were total strangers; it was more of a lazy arousal, as we both knew what the other was thinking.

Towards the end of the meal he began to feed me strawberries from his rough fingertips. This was definitely a man who worked with his hands. I fed him grapes and he was pleased that I was following suit. Next he pulled out apples slices, dipped them in caramel sauce, and fed them to me. Who is this man, I though to myself. Apples? Caramel sauce? We made short work of that desert.

“You almost seem more excited about the food then me,” he said with this adorable pout.

“I’ve been eating Kraft Dinner for two months straight, but you are pulling a close… close second,” I said with a little tilt of my head.

He pulled me into his lap and took a swig of wine. He put his lips to mine and slowly feed me the wine. We continued this way until the bottle was done and by this point my head was in the clouds. His hands had been roaming over my shoulders, collarbones, and breasts when suddenly he dumped me onto the blanket. I landed on my belly with a little exhale and then I could feel him straddling me. He used the palms of his hands to massage my shoulders and then my back. This was serious heaven after four days of sitting inside bent over a game board. For a big tough guy he was exquisitely gentle with me. And he actually knew what he was doing: a little chop here, push there, circles all round. I was making sighs again and again

I let him work me into putty until I couldn’t wait anymore. I bucked my hips and made him roll off me. I started laughing at the surprised look in his eyes.

“You didn’t like that?” he asked.

“I loved it,” I said, “but I have other things in mind.”

I stood up and took off my jeans. My thighs, hell my entire body, glistened in a sheen of sweat. Hell, it almost looked like I was glowing, except there were smudges of dirt on my feet and ankles ruining my angelic facade. I couldn’t remember the last time I felt so alive. I could feel tiny pebbles under the blanks gently pressing into my feet. The sun was filtering down on me through the trees. I plopped myself down onto his sturdy abs as he reclined on the blanket. It felt wicked to be completely naked with him still fully clothed underneath me. I kissed him deeply. I held his face in my hands and kissed him like he was a soldier come home from war. He let out a little sigh in my mouth.

I rubbed my tongue on his lips. I invaded his mouth and explored; he loved it. Our hands began searching each other’s bodies. Soon he was rubbing me, squeezing me, fingering me. I let out a groan as I could feel myself making his fingers damp. He pushed inside me and his thick fingers stroked me from the inside. I groaned again; this was too good to be true. I leaned back and looked at him. I loved seeing his fingers disappear inside my cunt and then reappear more shiny bakımlı escort gaziantep and slick then before. His eyes were closed as if he was visualizing what he was feeling. I decided to attack.

I ripped open his shirt and he literally lost a couple of buttons. He looked shocked and thrilled at the same time. I leaned down and sucked on his nipples. He thought this was highly amusing until I started to bite him, hard. I undid his pants in 5 seconds flat, stood up, and yanked them off. His cock was standing at attention, like it was just waiting for me to grip it, which I did – with pleasure. I decided to get right to business to make him understand what I was feeling. I slide the tip of his cock into my mouth and took him deep in one long pull. I deep throated him for as long as I could and then I started licking at him like a Popsicle: playing up our age difference like I was a little girl. I made big innocent eyes at him and he chuckled. Then I took his smooth balls into my mouth, slurping, moaning and making him very, very wet. I ran my finger over his slippery asshole as I put his cock back in my mouth. I was sucking him like a very naughty girl and his eyes were darkening in pleasure. I could taste cum in my mouth. I sucked, licked, up and down I bobbed trying to make him cum, but he was holding back.

He slid his hand into my hair and pulled me gently off his cock. Then he pushed me square in the chest so that I was splayed out across the blanket. This seemed to be a move of his and I liked it, naughty but nice. He leaned down and began licking my clit and sucking my lips into his mouth. He pulled on them hard and then started thrusting his tongue inside my pussy. Christ, it felt incredible. He was rubbing my clit roughly with his tongue and then the next second so softly I could barely feel him. This erratic pattern made me crazy; I was practically writhing on the blanket at this point. He slid one finger into my wet cunt, then a second, until there were three fingers inside me. He was touching places I hadn’t felt before. I was grinding myself against him as I dug my heels into the ground for leverage. I had my hands in his thick, blonde hair to hold him in place. He let out these little licking, slurping noises that made me wetter by the moment. Now it was my turn to pull him away. I pulled his shoulders up until he was kneeling between my thighs.

He pushed his cock inside me slowly. When I say slowly, I mean sloooooooooowly, maybe an inch a minute. Considering how long he was, this was going to take forever. I made a little whimper and tried to wiggle my hips, but he wouldn’t let me. His strong hands were gripping my hips and holding me in place. I gave up and let him do what he wanted. I guess he could feel my surrender because he slid one of his hands up to my breasts and began massaging me. I let the tension go in my body, leaned back and closed me eyes. It was wonderful to feel someone take so much time. The sun was making me feel lazy, or maybe his pace was infectious, or possibly it was all the wine, but I was enjoying this snail-paced entry. He was just so leisurely about getting inside me, like I was a fine wine to be savored.. It felt beautiful. He was taking his time to feel every new bit of my pussy as he got there; until, there it was. His blonde pubes were resting against dark curls and I could feel every inch of him. I was wetter than I had ever been. I gave him a little squeeze with my juicy cunt and it was his turn to shudder.

He began to pull back in the same lethargic manner and I enjoyed it on the way out as much as the way in. I opened my eyes and gazed up at his tanned face. Troy had a devilish smile on his lips and even though he looked smug I didn’t mind. I peered over my breasts and watched as he slowly fucked me. It felt so right. It made me horny as hell to watch his cock slowly penetrate me. He kept this up as I ran my hands over his body. He was doing all the work and I was lazily letting my fingers roam over his abs, across his back, and down to his butt. Again, I’ve got to say, Great Ass! It was small manly butt, tight and firm, and I loved kneading it with my hands. He liked this a lot. Actually, it turned into a bit of a secret weapon. As I began kneading him he started thrusting gaziantep bayan escort faster, which I was dying for at this point. Don’t get me wrong, I like it slow, but my cunt was aching to feel the force in him. He started quickening his pace and I could hear his breath speeding up. He was getting all riled up and just when I thought he was going to give up this dawdling fuck he pulled out.

“Is there a problem?” I asked, a touch of concern in my voice.

“Nope” he said as he crawled up my body and sat lightly on chest. He took my breasts, squeezed them together, and slid his cock into my cleavage. He had the look of a shamed little boy; maybe he thought I would be offended. I was anything but. I giggled and tilted my head down so that I could lick the tip of his cock as it popped out between my breasts. He was having trouble keeping his balance so I replaced his hands with mine and squeezed my breasts against his cock. I was darting my tongue over his cock and it started to twitch in anticipation. If he thought this move was going to buy him some time he was delightfully mistaken. Pre-cum was getting all over my breasts and he was, well actually we were, getting overwrought from how sexy my breasts looked covered in cum. My breasts were only getting more slippery making his cock slid faster, smoother. He took his cock and dripped cum on my nipples. I lifted my breasts up and licked the cum off with the tip of my tongue. He let out an anguished groan at the sight.

“I want you, now Jay,” I whispered and he mutely nodded. Neither of us wanted foreplay; we wanted the real thing.

He stood up and rolled me onto my knees. He reached out and pulled on my hair making me arch my back, getting me into just the position he wanted. His other hand went right to my pussy, parted my wet lips, and slid his cock into me. I cried out at the feel of him. My pussy was alive. Every nerve ending was firing making me moan and shudder. His hands were on my ass and he was kneading me. He started to fuck me, hard, and I was ready for it. I arched my back a little more and started to bounce back against his thighs. We found our rhythm. You could hear the wind rustling through the branches over head. The breeze felt soothing on your grimy bodies. By this point we were both laboring to get air into our lungs, as we were too busy moaning to breathe.

I could feel my pussy tightening in response to his deepening thrusts. He went faster. My ass and thighs were jiggling against him as he bounced against me. “I love your ass,” he said. He slapped my butt lightly. I loved it.

“Harder, spank me again Jay,” I said in a throaty groan.

Slap, slap, slap. My ass was on fire and it made me so hot. I felt so naughty. I knew I was going to cum. I was panting hard and my breasts were bouncing with every push of his hips. We were both soaking wet with perspiration. I could feel sweat trickle down my ass crack. My pussy was practically a river I was so horny. I looked back at him over my shoulder. He had a look akin to pain of his face. I started grinding myself against his cock. He stayed deep inside me. We rubbed our bodies together. He slapped my ass again. I moaned. He cried out.

“I’m cumming Mohini,” he said as he pushed as far as he could.

I let out a small, strangle scream as I bit my lip. I came hard. My hips shook. My pussy tensed. I gripped him tightly inside me. His hips thrust as he spasmed again and again, bumping me, cumming deep inside me. My forehead dropped to the blanket as I tried to catch my breath. He lay bent over me, propped up on my back, trying to get a hold of himself. He pulled out and I was literally dripping cum. He cleaned us both off, and we lay spent on the blanket in our own silent worlds staring up at the clouds through the tree branches.

We slowly gathered our clothes and packed everything up. We didn’t say much as we didn’t want to break the post coital glow with cheesy clichés, which wouldn’t accurately describe what had just happened. We rode back to the ranch and by the time we arrived I was getting tired. My ass kind of hurt from all the spanking, but I wasn’t going to complain. Amanda was sitting on the porch when we got back.

“Did you have fun? You guys look tired,” she said.

“Yeah, it was great. I feel like I finally got some exercise,” I replied. Jay volunteered to put the horses away. He helped me down and I practically hobbled up to where Amanda was sitting.

“Are you all right?” she asked, “You look sore.”

“I wasn’t expecting that. It feels like I was spanked, hard,” I answered. Joy laughed. I laughed. Amanda just smiled and gave me one of her pillows to sit on.

to be continued…

Mohini…

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The following Friday evening, I returned to Jimmies’s to see if Betty and Misty would be there again. I noticed that the place was fairly empty, but Betty was working behind the bar. She saw me come in and came over to hug me and kissed my cheek. Pointing to a table, right next to the bar, she let me know she’d be my waitress for the night.

Tonight, she was wearing tight jeans, and a black top that was cut pretty low. He small breast were proudly being displayed each time she bent over to get a beer out of the cooler. She was making sure that I was getting an eye full.

I looked around towards the door and Misty walked in, every male in the room suddenly went quiet and stared at her. Removing her coat, she provided the entire bar with an awesome sight. She wore the smallest pair of hip hugger shorts I had ever seen. Her blouse was completely see-through, except for two small patches over her nipples. Her shoes were they type that the younger crowd wears, thick soled, with high thick heels, adding about three inches to her height. Her short blond hair was combed straight back, with a few strands hanging to the sides for effect.

She had to walk by my table, to get to the employee’s room, so she stopped next to me, kissed my cheek and said she’d be right back. I’m sure the young bucks in here were wondering what the hell she saw in an old fart like me. What they don’t know won’t hurt them. Sure there’s smoke on the chimney, but that only means that there’s a fire going on in the hearth.

Before Misty returned to the table, Betty came over and told me that her boyfriend had left for California and will be gone all weekend, that is, if I was interested. I let her know that I was very interested. “Well don’t hang all over Misty all night and you may get lucky”, she said. She went back to the bar.

When Misty returned, she sat next to me and her hand went right to my thigh. “How do you like my blouse tonight”, she asked?

“It’s beautiful, I said, you should not have any problems getting tits, I mean tips tonight”.

“That’s the whole point in wearing it”, she said.

The bar was getting real full, and she had to get to working. Kissing my cheek, she got up and went to get her shooter tray from the back. Her hand finally came off of my lap. Had she sat on my other side, her hand would have been full of hard stiff cock. I’ve been a titty man all my life and hers were out there for the world to see. While she was sitting she made a point of leaning forward some. So when I looked at her, her nipple was in full view. She excited the hell out of me. Betty came to the table to bring me a beer, and her hand found the meat roll. “Oh my, is that for me”?

“All of it, as soon as we can get out of here”, I said.

Giving it a squeeze, she went back behind the bar. Misty went to the bar to set up her shooters and she was talking to Betty, every once in a while either looking over at me, or pointing towards me. I could imagine what those two were saying to one another.

The KJ started calling singers up to the mike and the night was on its way. About 8:30, Betty brought me another beer and she told me that at 9PM, she and Misty had a 30-minute break, and they were taking it together, if I knew what she meant.

A few minutes before 9, Betty motioned for me to follow her towards the back door. As I got closer to her, she was unlocking escort antep an old storage room. Pulling me in behind her, closing the door, she turned on a small 40 watt light, which barely lit the room, but was enough for us to see.

I backed Betty to the wall and kissed her hard, my lips ground into her and her hands were all over my body, trying to get me out of my clothes. I reached down, unsnapped her jeans and my hand went right to her pussy. The pace we were going at was furious. I fingered her wet pussy with one hand while pushing her jeans to the floor.

Her hand was all over my stiff cock; she was giving me a hand job, as I had two fingers in her very wet love tunnel. My other hand then went to her blouse and tried pulling it over her head. Getting frustrated, she stopped what she was doing and pulled her own blouse off and those perky little tits were in full view. My mouth flew to her tit like a camel to water. Sucking in her nipple and most of her little tit.

I went to my knees and placed my hands on her breast as my face found that pussy of hers. She has a small amount of pussy hair, but that didn’t bother me. Her pussy tasted so sweet in my mouth. Sucking in her juices, my hands came down and went between her thighs to her ass. My knees were hurting from the hard concrete floor, so with her against the wall I started to rise to my feet, lifting her off the floor, being suspended in the air by my arms and my mouth. Her hands held my head in her crotch and I kept my tongue in her.

We were so into each other we didn’t even hear the door open. Misty came in and locked it behind her. When she saw what was going on, she removed her clothes and her hand went to her pussy. One hand was grabbing her tit, the other was moving like a whirlwind into her wet pussy.

She walked up behind me, going between my legs and grabbed my cock. I didn’t know and really didn’t care who it was; I wasn’t leaving this sweet beautiful pussy in my face. Betty had her eyes closed through all of this; enjoying the ride she was being taken on. I hit her clit with my tongue and she pulled me closer.

Misty sat on the clothes on the floor, with her back to the wall, and slid between my legs. Her face was right in front of my cock, and she slid it into her mouth. My knees almost buckled when she did that. Her mouth was a velvet sheath on my stiff rod. Back and forth she rocked her head, taking in everything I had.

I continued working Betty’s clit, and she rewarded me with a face full of cum. “Don’t stop, don’t stop, god in heaven don’t stop”, she whimpered. I didn’t need the encouragement, but I lapped up her orgasm and then went back to work on her clit again. She came again, the minute is sucked her clit into my mouth.

“OOOOOOOHHHHHHH, AAARRRRRGGGGGGHHHH, God this is unbelievable, CCCUUMMMMMING, OH YES, YESSSSSSSSS.

My cock was really feeling the mouth on it; I seemed to feel my orgasm start at my toes and like a cannon, shooting out of my cock into Misty’s mouth. By this time, I had to let Betty down before I dropped her. As small and light as she was, my arms were starting to tire.

Misty moved so I could let Betty stand. When I let her loose, she almost dropped to the floor from exhaustion. Misty meanwhile was back to fingering her pussy and turned me around, as she leaned against the boxes escort araban and shoved her pussy towards me. I knelt on the clothes and took her finger out of her pussy and placed it in my mouth. Her pussy juice tasted fine, so I placed my face in her pussy, which was clean of any hair, completely bald, and so smooth to the touch. My hands cupped each side of her protruding lips, while each thumb played over her clit.

Looking into Misty’s face, my tongue slithered out and swiped her pussy, each time my tongue hit her pussy, I was looking right into her eyes, and she was looking into mine. My tongue waggled on her clit and she nodded her head in a yes motion. I entered her pussy with not one finger, but two. My hand was soaked in seconds with her juices. The she started to cum.

My eyes never left hers, as she grimaced and let fly with her orgasm.

“YES, DAM IT, SUCK ME, SUCK ME HARD, OH CUM, YES, YES, CUMMMMING.”

Misty bucked her drenched pussy in my face and I enjoyed the hell out of it. I licked her juices as they flowed from her. Relaxing some, Betty pulled my head back and began kissing me, Misty’s juices along with Betty’s were all over my face and Betty wanted all of it.

Betty stopped kissing me and told me that she wanted to watch me fuck Misty. I took Misty’s hand and lowered her to the floor and got between her legs. Betty took my hard cock and guided it to Misty’s entrance. Rubbing the head of my cock up and down Misty’s pussy, she slid the head into Misty’s pussy.

I could feel the heat radiating from her tunnel, as I drove my entire cock into in one shot. God she was tight and wet. Letting her get use to me inside of her, I kissed Betty, while I slowly moved in and out of Misty. Her pussy was so dam good, shit, I wanted to live there forever. Misty met each of my thrust into her, my balls slapping against her ass. I began to feel like a raging bull and I quickened the pace. Harder and harder I thrust into her. We were drenched in sweat. I moved my mouth to Misty’s breast and suckled her nipples, while playing with Betty’s little breast with one hand, the other, holding me up. I was getting a workout.

I could feel Misty’s pussy muscles tighten around my cock, so I lifted my head from her breast and told her I wanted her so soak me with her cum. Bring that fiery fluid all over my cock. Cum girl, cum. She did. Clenching her arms around my back, she slammed her pussy into my cock and climaxed. Faster and faster her pussy worked my cock, until I too fired my cum into misty’s pussy. We were so full of sweat, we couldn’t hold onto one another, and I slid out of her and fell on my back to the floor.

Betty was right next to us; fingering her pussy the entire time I fucked Misty. With her hand still working her pussy, she leaned down and took my flaccid cock into her mouth. There was no way I was going to be able to do anything right now, so I just let her suck me.

Misty looked at her watch and shouted, “Betty, it’s almost 10 o’clock, we’re going to get fired if we don’t get back.”

We rushed to get dressed and back to the front of the bar. The boss man was working behind the bar and gave Betty and Misty a nasty look. I was at my table by this time. He started to yell at them for being gone so long, but Misty stopped him and said that they had been outside, because Betty gaziantep arap escort bayan had been sick and was vomiting, and had the dry heaves. She just now started to feel better; we didn’t realize it was this late. He stammered, and then told Betty if she wanted to go home, she could.

Betty told her boss that I would drive her home, she’d come back tomorrow for her car. He told me my bill was paid, and to mack sure she got home safely.

I drove Betty to her home, once inside, she fixed us a drink and sat on the couch.

“That was something earlier” she said. I never shared that much passion with my boyfriend, and I’ve been with him for two years.”

“I guess we both wanted each other, and that’s how it came out”, I said.

She came into my arms and we kissed a slow, passionate kiss. Our tongues danced and we just held onto one another. I reached down and pulled her blouse over her head and her little breast were once again free. I lowered my head, and took her nipple into my mouth and my tongue rolled it in my mouth. I told her that this time, it was going to be slow and meaningful. I replaced my mouth to her breast and just enjoyed having her in my arms.

When I raised my head, I told her that I loved her small breast, they were no bigger than a mouthful, but they were so dam cute. She lay with her head in my lap, looking up to my face, while my hands spent at least a half hour, just playing with her breast, rolling the nipples between my fingers

I reached down and undid her pants and peeled them off of her, leaving her panties on. Playing with her pussy through her panties was exciting, like a kid that just got a lollipop, and couldn’t take the wrapper off. She was wet, very wet. I slid the crotch of her panties to the side and inserted a finger into her pussy.

She wanted me to get undressed, so I let loose and removed my clothing, then sat back down. Her hand went straight to my cock, while I lowered her panties and threw them on the floor with the rest of the clothes. She continued to caress my cock and place little kisses all over it. My hand went back to her pussy and I again inserted my middle finger into her. Looking down at her making love to my cock, I told her that I wanted to be inside of her. I wanted to feel her love tunnel wrapped around me.

We changed position and I moved in between her legs and my cock head reached her outer lips. I inserted the head of my cock into her, Slowly; I put all of it into her. I took my time, and this was driving her mad. Finally I was in to the hilt, my balls resting against her ass.

“Betty, you feel so good and tight”, I said.

Although I only had a seven-inch cock, she was so small, I felt like a giant in her. I worked my cock back and forth inside of her. With each thrust she got wetter and wetter. He pussy was dripping juices all over her couch. Each time I felt like I was going to climax, I stopped and held my cock deep inside of her, wanting to prolong this.

Once again, we were sweaty and loving it. I held onto her and we bucked against one another. Having stopped five times, I didn’t think I would last much longer.

“Cum with me Betty, cum all over my cock”, I said.

“I can feel it, I’m going to shoot my cum into your pussy, cum with me, as I pounded into her. Our hips seem to be the only important part of our bodies as we shoved them towards one another.

My cock began to release my cum into her and she too, was drenching my cock with her climax. We squeezed, clutched and held on for dear life, as our bodies’ spasm on the couch, as we both entered Nirvana.

We lie in each other’s arms for who knows how long, before we went to her bedroom for the weekend.

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For six months I’ve lived in this apartment. It’s the last one down the walkway, a two-bedroom number… allowing me to have an extra room for my music. I’ll never go pro with it, but passion is something that doesn’t follow reality.

And since I haven’t had a neighbor since I’ve moved in, I’ve had complete privacy to partake in my weed.

Then, all of a sudden, things changed. A new neighbor moved in next to me and she had a kid. My stomach sank at the thought of hearing a kid screaming all day and Nickelonian blasting through the too-thin walls.

But, in a shocking discovery, the kid was okay. And since she worked a long shift from early morning to early night.. and he was in school, I found I still had my privacy.

Like clockwork, I could hear her car start, and her apartment door close… 7 am sharp. It was when I’d reach for some weed and start my day. I love getting high early in the morning.

I went to the get my mail and upon returning, I saw a woman carrying groceries in Mary’s apartment. The woman saw me and smiled and said hello. She was Mary’s mother, Sandy. She was in her late 40’s… medium height, great curves.

But she had an amazing smile and an ass that kept my attention as she spoke. I was so high, I couldn’t really keep up with her in the conversation but from what I could get, she was going to be staying with Mary three days a week to help her get adjusted with the new job.

She asked me if I had some eggs she could borrow to make some breakfast and I told her I cooked for a living, come on over for some food. She accepted the invite and I ran into my apartment to spray it with Glade… and I shut my bedroom door. Just as I did, Sandy escort bayan adıyaman was knocking on my door.

She had on a cotton full length dress, cut a bit low in the front. All I had on was a pair of soft grey shorts. Nothing else. I love wearing as little as possible when I’m high. And I work hard on my abs… I should show them off. I walked to the kitchen and she followed.

I made us a couple of omelets and some fresh-squeezed orange juice. We spoke about a lot, but nothing of her daughter. I didn’t mind at all. I was interested in Sandy, not her daughter.

I was checking her out as she sat down to eat. She’s about 5’3″, short black hair cut around her ears, green eyes that look right through you, full lips and very porcelain skin. She had a large set of breasts and as she sat down, her dress opened a bit and I got a clear view of her right breast.

Sandy was divorced now for a good three months. She thought it was a good time to spend with her daughter to help get her mind off things.

As I turned to give her some juice, I caught her looking at my ass. She smiled and gave an embarrassing shrug and I laughed back. Sandy then asked me if I was going to share any of the weed she smelled.

I laughed and told her to wait. I rolled a few, a big one for us and some smaller ones to take with her next door. We smoked the big one and we sat on the couch listening to music. We were both fried and relaxed. I then noticed the huge hardon in my shorts… pushing the material up. I got so turned on by letting it do it’s thing.

Sandy then got up and said she was going back next door. She thanked me for the escort baya nakkent breakfast and I stood up, my cock still pushing outwards… and she hugged me. A good, long hug. Then she left. I thought I probably gave her too much to deal with and I felt bad.

But a few minutes later, I’m passing my studio when I hear what sounds like crying. I walked up to the wall and listened. The walls between our apartments are paper-thin.. and I wondered if Sandy knew this. Because what I thought was sobbing quickly became moans. Long… soft… breathless moans. Whatever Sandy was doing in there, she was very into it.

Her breath would stutter as she got louder. It was hot. Knowing she was on the other side of this paper-thin wall, fully nude, fingering her cunt. Getting herself off. Such a raw image.

I stepped out of my shorts, my cock raging upwards, past my belly button. Thick blue veins run up the shaft to the purple, swollen head. It’s fully smooth, no hair anywhere. I got my oils out and leaned by back against the wall where she was loudest. I poured the massage oil down my shaft and lightly gripped it. MmmMMMmm… things are gonna get nasty here.

I began a slow pump, taking time to squeeze the head as I reached the top. It caused me to let out a loud gasp and I noticed she got quiet instantly. Did she know I could hear her..? Was she too embarrassed to continue..?

I decided to continue with my fun. I held my hand still and moved my hips to fuck my hand. I started breathing harder and my groans and throbs got very loud. I wanted her to hear me. Every sound. Every thought… as I began talking nasty to myself.

Then escort gaziantep anal yapan bayan I heard her moan again. Softly.

I faced the wall, beating my cock off, telling her every detail of what I was doing. How fast I was jacking off, how tight I was gripping my cock, everything. She began breathing and moaning loud… and I could hear the bed hitting the wall.

“Come in here and cum on me.” I heard her say. “Hurry… get in here, the door is unlocked..”

I went to my door, walked out, then turned the knob to her door. It opened, to my relief. I walked in and announced my arrival from the living room. She moaned a long, loud groan from her room down the hall.

When I got to her room, she was on all fours facing me on the bed. She was fingering herself with her right hand as she opened her mouth for me. I walked right to her and slid my cock into her mouth. Her fingering quickened the more she sucked my cock and soon she gripped my cock with her teeth and came hard and long.

She then flipped onto her back and told me to cum on her. Make it nasty. She continued to masturbate the whole time. I stood over her, talking so fucking dirty as I jacked off over her.

Her eyes grew wide and she had this maniacal smile on her face and she got closer to another orgasm. I called her every name you can call a whore and she rode her orgasm for a good couple of minutes. Now it was my turn.

I shoot an insane amount of cum. I can give off a good ten or twelve thick white creamy rounds. They go everywhere and a woman can look like a mime when I’m done with her.

I fired them off all over her face, neck and chest. She was drenched in cum… eyes shut tight, mouth open, cum in her mouth as well. Her hand though, never stopped teasing her clit and as she felt the cum run down her body, she rubbed her clit fiercely until she came in a huge wave of pleasure.

I see Sandy three times a week. I’ve fucked her in the ass and we’ve done it on the side of the road. And also done it in a dressing room.

More to cum.

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