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She received the text message in the middle of her meeting. She knew it was coming but she had no idea when or what it would say. Lilly was so excited that this was going to finally happen. A few weeks earlier, when she first discovered the web site, she signed up with the intention of looking at and reading about other peoples fantasies. The thought of meeting someone and having the opportunity to explore her own hidden desires felt very surreal, but wasn’t that part of it. Yes, she smiled to herself, it was.

Lilly opened her phone and quickly glanced at it. She couldn’t wait until she was alone. It felt naughty somehow reading something so private in such a professional setting.

All the message said was, “3:45pm. My Place. Do NOT be late.”

That was all it took for her nipples to tighten and a line of heat to travel to her already wet pussy. “This was going to be a long day,” she thought as she shifted in her seat uncrossing and re-crossing her legs. The rest of the day the scenarios played through Lilly’s mind. She wondered if anyone noticed that she was so preoccupied. By 3:00 Lilly felt like if she didn’t get some release, and soon, she would explode.

A little later, she was unlocking the door of her car and sliding into the driver’s seat. As she slid the key into the ignition she noticed her hands were shaking. Was she really that scared? Or was it the excitement and anticipation? It was probably a lot of both. There was that searing heat shooting through her body again. By that point her panties were so wet they were bothering her. “What the hell,” she thought as she lifted her skirt and slid the panties down her legs. The coolness of the air felt incredible against her exposed skin. She decided that she needed to cool down some before she arrived or she would be begging for his cock to fill her as soon as she walked in the door. She wanted this experience to last. There was also the little voice telling her that she was asking too much from him. She had never had a sexual experience be completely about her.

He had told her many times that he enjoyed pleasing women and kağıthane escort was aroused by showing a woman how to enjoy new things. He assured her that this was something he thought about as well, having complete control and free reign over her pleasure and her body. “Let it all go,” was what he had instructed her to do on the few occasions they had met. So as she got out of her car she did just that.

When she approached his door, she noticed a note. Did something happen? Was he canceling? The note had her name on it; she opened it and read, “No I am not canceling…” She laughed, how did he do that? He always seemed to know what she was thinking. Lilly continued reading, “Take a deep breathe and come inside. Take your jacket off and hang it up. Go to my room, undress completely and lay on the bed on your stomach. I will be with you shortly. Alex”

Lilly was a good girl and did exactly what the note said. As she crossed the threshold, she could smell him. The clean masculine scent that always filled his apartment and clung to his skin surrounded and welcomed her. She finally let go and was able to let herself be in the moment. She hung her coat up and walked to the bedroom. The room was filled with the light of the late afternoon. She sat on the bed and took her heels off. She kneeled on the bed and went over to the window to close the blinds when she heard Alex say, “Don’t you dare.” He was standing in the doorway with a playful scowl on his face. Taken by surprise, all Lilly could do was sit down on the bed.

“I want to see you and I want the people in the offices across the street to see you. Now finish undressing.” His tone was low and forceful. Lilly went back to the edge of the bed where Alex was now standing and leaned in to give him a hello kiss. His fingers went to her hair. He tangled them in the long silky strands, closed them in his fist, and pulled. Lilly’s eyes flew opened, he was looking at her. She saw something that both excited and terrified her in his eyes then.

“I told you to finish undressing.”

He released her and backed kartal escort away so she could stand and remove her skirt, top, and bra. “Okay, now what would you like me to do?” Lilly said softly. He stepped toward her, gave her a light push so she fell back on the bed, and told her not to say another word; he would be the only one talking from now on. He lifted her knees so she could put her feet on the bed, and then pushed her legs apart until her knees were touching the bed. “Now I will have to teach you a lesson.”

Lilly’s pussy quivered with anticipation, her juices now dripping from her opening. She had no idea what was coming but she knew she soon would. Alex placed his palm on her belly and found her swollen clit with his thumb. She lifted her head to watch what he was doing to her and as her body began to shake; her legs started closing by themselves. Again he got that very angry look in his eyes and said, “This is not going to work. Do you have no control over your own body?” He walked out of the room with no warning.

Lilly was shocked, wasn’t she supposed to let herself enjoy his touch. Why was he angry with her again? Maybe she should get dressed and leave before this turned embarrassing. As she reached for her bra, he came back in the room holding several ties.

“Where do you think your going?”

“Home.” She whimpered

“I won’t let you,” he growled at her.

“Please, I…” before she could finish she was in his arms. He was gently stroking her hair and saying a soft ‘shhh’ in her ear.

“Maybe we misunderstood each other. I don’t think I can do this.”

“Before you run out of here, let’s talk for a minute. No, don’t get dressed just yet, just sit. Tell me what you did not like.”

“You were so angry with me, I do not think I was doing things right.”

“What is right?”

“I don’t know. I have never done this before. I just thought you were mad or disappointed with me.”

Alex stood, unbuttoned his pants, and let them fall to the floor. He took Lilly’s hand and placed it inside his boxer shorts. “If I were mad küçükçekmece escort or disappointed, would you have been able to do this to me?” She shook her head no as he moved her palm up and down his rock hard erection.

“You are also very turned on. I could see the juices dripping from you beautiful pussy…”

“…I want this to be what you want and to not worry about me. I thought I said that before. So, maybe we need a safe word. You say it and I will stop; no matter what. Okay?”

“Okay.” She said and decided on tulip as the safe word. She was so relieved.

“Now, lay across my legs, I have to give you a well deserved spanking for making me wait to play with you.”

Lilly lay across his lap as he instructed with every slap he landed on her ass, she felt his cock rise and fall against her belly. When he was done he told her to lie on her back. He took out the ties and slowly tied her legs and arms to the bed. Then he tied one over her eyes. Lilly had never felt so vulnerable in her life but, she was no longer worried.

“The first thing we need to do is make you come so I can take my time with you.” Before he finished what he was saying, he inserted two fingers inside her. With the other hand he rubbed and played with her clit. He was not slow or gentle he furiously pumped his fingers in and out of her. When he felt her begin to shake he pulled his fingers all the way out and asked her if she was ready to come. “You can scream if you want.” She could feel him lay down between her legs. Then he inserted two fingers again and she let out a slow groan. He added another finger. Just when she thought she was in ecstasy and ready to come she felt his tongue flick over her clit and just as she began to feel the wave wash over her, he sucked her sensitive little nub into his mouth. She arched her back and screamed but he kept sucking and pumping his fingers in and out of her; harder and faster than before. When he heard the hoarseness in her voice, he slowly brought her back down.

He stayed next to her restrained spent body gently tracing fingers up and down while he described in detail the things he would do to her over the next few hours. Lilly lay there listening, wondering how each thing would feel, when he mentioned ice cubes and watching the melted water drip out of her. She felt the heat again and wondered how long she could last in a fantasy of her own making.

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Author’s note: 1. This is my first story submitted. I wrote it for my wife, It is a fantasy scene that my wife and I have enjoyed talking about.

2. Warning! I know many are adverse to first/second error point of view, but that is how the story is written. That is how my wife likes it, and she’s the one with whom I play.

*****

You’re tied up. You are naked. You are blindfolded. You lie flat on the bed with only a small pillow under your head. Your wrists and ankles are bound to each corner of the bed. There is nothing covering you, and only a bare sheet is below you. Your spread-eagle body is tense with anticipation.

I eye your body from head to toe, taking in the beauty. I know every inch of your body-every curve, every turn…but still I look in amazement and see a new sexiness everytime. The room is slightly cool, and the waiting has stiffened your nipples. I admire the rock-hard points. My eyes run down between your legs. Your lips are slightly parted, and just a glint of wetness shows. I follow the view down your legs to your bright red toes. I Imagine putting each, one at a time, between my lips and sucking them. My eyes move back up, past your bound ankles, your thighs, and back up to your full pert breasts.

My mental appreciation of your body gives way to the intense physical need to finally touch you. My hand goes to your neck where I firmly but softly lift your head and caress the back of your neck. I move my hand from behind you, across the front istanbul escort of your throat and to the opposite side. As I move my hand back to your chest, I lean and kiss your neck…I nuzzle; I bite; I kiss; I suck…all around your neck. You begin involuntarily wiggling beneath me.

My hand moves down your chest straight to your awakening slit. The slight throbbing in your clit intensifies as I rub the tip of my finger over it. I move my whole hand to your opening wetness, moving my fingers across, up and down, around…slipping the tips of two, then three fingers into you. I spread you wide with my fingers while my lips move down your neck to your breasts. Each one is so firm, each nipple still stiff both from the chill and the excitement. I suck each one softly, my right hand still playing with your slowly thrusting pussy. My left hand reaches up and gently pulls your hair back, exposing your neck. I move my mouth away from your breasts, and I give you a quick but rough bite to the neck before returning to continue sucking your nipples. My sucking increases as I lock your right nipple between my lips and pull back, stretching your breasts before slipping out of my mouth with a sloppy pop. My right hand moves to your right breast as I continue sucking and nibbling your left. I grab it roughly, squeezing and massaging it. I lean back and take one in each hand, filling my hands with your sexy tits.

I move my way back down your body and legs and release kabataş escort the straps that are around your ankles from the bed frame below it. I adjust the straps, pulling them up toward your hands and leaving your legs spread wide, in the air, and bent at the knees. I place a pillow under your ass, leaving you exposed, both holes, to whatever I choose to do. I step back to take in this special view…my best friend, my beautiful wife and partner, so sexually vulnerable to me.

The click and hum of the vibrator send a tingle to your clit. I drip warm oil onto your smoothness and begin to rub it in. I move the vibrator closer and you sense it. I tease you with it, barely touching your sensitive skin. I explore around your slick pussy with the vibrator while gently pushing into your other opening. With just the tip of my finger in, I slide the vibrator up to slightly move over your clit. You jump, your pelvis increasing its thrusting, wanting to cum, wanting to be fucked…suddenly I stop and the humming goes silent. You sense I am away from the bed…you hear the doorknob on the French door turn…

You wonder where I am and what I’m doing. You conjure up images of me preparing the porch for more fun, maybe tying your arms above your head with you standing while I have my way with you, maybe preparing the porch floor for you to kneel on while I force myself into your mouth…

You hear the door close and become confused. You feel me move back kadıköy escort down between your legs; you hear the click and hum again. You want to reach down and touch me, but you are still bound. I work the vibrating head around you again as I slip a thick dildo into you. It fills you; you feel yourself squeeze around it. It moves in and out slowly but rhythmically. I begin the workup again, staying away from direct contact with your clit. I leave the dildo, now also vibrating, deep inside you and reach up to caress your right breast. You are overwhelmed with the sensations. I remove my hand and begin to fuck you with the thick dick again. I stop and leave it inside you…

You welcome the firm grip this time on your left breast. The fucking resumes, a little harder this time. Your breathing intensifies, your body engulfed with heat as you realize that more than just my two hands are on you. You try to figure it out, even consider stopping it, but the feelings and thoughts are overwhelming: “who is he? what can he see? Did he see my spread pussy? Is his dick out?” These naughty thoughts fly through your mind before I begin circling closer and closer to your clit. The hand on your breast suddenly becomes two hands engulfing your body, running over your breasts, your neck, down the inside of your thighs, up your sexy calves and feet that dangle in the air, still pulled back, exposing you to our lusts.

You give in and feel the sensations of being ravaged. The orgasm builds quickly and strongly, your pussy clamps around the dildo. I quickly pull it out as you continue to cum. As it falls out, sweet and musky juices flow out of your contracting pussy and over your crack, the hands still kneading your breasts, pinching your nipples until you lie still, exhausted in pleasure.

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Part One:

…jade flashed sapphire eyes towards the clock. Soon, she thought, soon He will be here. jade kept writing, then would read what she had written and change a few words, delete a sentence or just leave it as written.

The room was prepared for later, when He would arrive. The wood in the fireplace was burning low, casting shadows of intricate design everywhere its light glowed. Candles of all size and colour were burning, and incense, wonderful incense. jade breathed in deeply, closing her eyes and tilting her head back. The scent reminded her of cascading waterfalls, freshness kissed with such sensual perfumes from frosted orchids.

jade slowly tossed her silky waist length tresses to fall behind her shoulders. It shimmered from the light, the gold mixed with rich warm browns delicately framed her face allowing ebony fringed sapphire eyes to sparkle even more.

Thinking of what was to come in such short time was making her very excited. She could feel her nipples harden and the tight pleasure start to build up deep inside her body. jade smiled thinking of Him, of Michael and how He drove her wild with lust and craving. She could barely stop from running to the door when she heard Him approach. All was ready, just waiting for Him to complete what was needed for a night of pleasure for both of them.

Michael smiled softly seeing jade, noticing immediately that all was prepared for them. He swooped her up and cradled her in His strong arms, then kissed her deeply, “I missed You little one.”

jade returned His kiss, pressing her body into His, feeling His desire for her, reaching down and lightly grasping His hardening cock through His pants. Michael gasped, “Mmmmm, but tonight it will go slower, and I will wait until much later to fuck you.”

“So have you written a story for Me?” He asked as He caressed her body and sliding a finger deep into her wet hot cunt. Michael chuckled feeling her pussy was soaking already and knew she had written and was very anxious to read it to Him.

Michael slipped the rose coloured robe from her shoulders, allowing her body to be displayed to Him. Firm breasts, nipples ripe and ready to be bit, sucked, pinched or sucked on.

Jade shivered, and then spoke softly, “Shall I begin now?” She waited until Michael sat down and placed her onto His lap, allowing her to wiggle until her pussy was over top His hard cock. “Yes, begin now, read slowly and we shall just wait to see what happens,” He smiled, then pressed up with His hard cock, feeling it rub against her bottom…

Part Two: Fantasy

…jade shivered but not in cold, in excitement. Excitement of what was to come, and what He was doing to her body now. etiler ucuz escort jade squirmed lightly, then feeling Michael’s hands hold her hips still, “Slowly My little slut, it is going to be a long evening” He murmured in her ear.

Michael slid His large hands up from her hips to her waist, then to cup her breasts in His hands, very aware of their hard tips as He pinched them, and then released, “Go on now pet, tell Me your story.”

“Yes Sir” she smiled speaking softly, “I am going to tell You of lacey and Daniel, of their love and passion for each other.”

“Daniel looked at lacey’s sleeping body curled up on the wide bed. Just the sight of her hardened Him instantly and made Him thirst for her even more. He could never sate Himself of her, for she was such a great need to Him. He leaned over and ran His fingers along her creamy thighs, then slipping His hand between them and feeling the stickiness there. He had used her many times during the night, her cunt and ass were filled with His seed, and so much it had dripped out down her thighs. Dried cum was on her breasts, face, hands in her hair. Daniel had lost count of how many times this little vixen had been filled with His rock hard cock, stretching her cunt and ass, taking more than she ever had before. Again and again He took her, almost raping her at times, going slow and driving them both crazy. And always, lacey begged for more, to be fucked over and over again, begging Him to never stop using her. Just thinking of this was making His cock so hard again. Daniel turned lacey over onto her back, then kneeled down and lifted her legs up and parted them, once ankle on either side of His shoulder, then rammed His pulsating cock deep into her very wet and hot cunt. lacey woke up instantly, her green eyes wide at first, then forming a smile with them and her mouth as she realized Daniel’s cock was buried in her cunt once more. lacey screamed out, “oh yes, yes Daniel, yes…fuck me, fuck Your slut hard. Fill my cunt, take it, it’s Yours!”

jade shivered, even though she knew what was to come, it still affected her, especially with Michael’s ever hardening cock so close to her, throbbing and hot. And she wanted it so much!

Michael could feel jade move, and knew from experience that His slut was affected by what she had written and was now reading to Him. She knew that He would get hot and hard, knew that He would keep her body in intense excitement until He was ready to ram His cock deep into her body.

“Daniel was close to spurting His hot creamy cum into lacey’s tight cunt, when He pulled out and turned her over, then rammed His cock into her ass, fucking her harder than before. His hands etiler üniversiteli escort pulled her body up, then grabbed at her pert breasts as His cock was driven deeper and harder into the slut’s fuckholes. lacey moaned and cried out, His cock was huge and it stretched her so much. Her cunt and ass were small and His cock would rip into her and pound in deep, bruising her, yet she loved it, it drove her wilder the harder He fucked her.”

Michael grabbed jade’s breasts harder, pinching and twisting the hard nipples, and then leaning close to her ear and whispering, “Very good little fucktoy, as you can tell, I am rock hard, so continue the story.”

jade was wiggling, squirming and pressing down on His cock. The heat from her cunt and His cock was wild. She wanted, needed His cock to be buried deep in her.

“Daniel exploded…hot streams of creamy cum filled her ass, He pulled out and more spurted onto her back. “Like that My slut?” He spoke softly knowing that she did.

“Oh God, Daniel, yes yes yes!” jade was wild with lust, hunger filled her thoughts, she wanted more.

“Daniel looked towards the door and called out, “Ok David, come in now, she’s ready for You.”

The door opened and another man, almost the twin of Daniel entered the room, His cock hard and erect from hearing Daniel fuck His slut. David smiled, “Thanks bro, you know how much I love fucking your slut.”

Daniel slipped back and off the bed, “now lacey, clean my cock, you’ve gotten it very messy.”

lacey turned around and moved her head to Him, then using both hands, she lifted His cock, still heavy and sticky and began to lick and suck cum off Him. As she did this, David lifted her body up and slid His throbbing cock deep into her dripping cunt. He knew His cock was huge, most whores He had fucked could barely take it and most screamed in pain, but lacey loved it. She craved it. Both Daniel and He had very large cocks and in their experience most women could not take them like lacey could. David rammed harder and harder, pulling back slightly and hearing lacey moan, then rammed in harder. Daniel watched His brother fucking His slut as she sucked and licked His cock clean. It was rock hard again and He pulled lacey closer, “suck it slut, suck My cock deep into the whore’s mouth of yours.”

Daniel shoved His cock into her mouth, David was still pounding her cunt, lifting her off the bed as He slammed in and out of her cunt. Daniel watched His slut suck His cock, then looked up at David and smiled. David pulled out of the slut’s cunt, spread her legs and then slid His throbbing cock deep into her ass. “Yesssssssss, god I love fucking her Daniel. fatih escort She can take whatever I give her and still beg for more. You were so lucky to find a slut that could take what we have to offer.”

Michael could feel His cock throb in His pants. He wanted to release it, to fill jade’s cunt, to cum inside her over and over.

jade moaned and pressed, wiggling over and over on Michael’s cock. She wanted Him to undo His pants and ram His cock into her so much.

“David kept fucking lacey’s ass. He was almost ready to explode in it. Daniel was read to cum in her mouth. “Now slut suck it harder, swallow it! Daniel gasped out. David moaned and thrust hard once more, gripping lacey’s ass cheeks hard as He filled her ass with His cum. David pulled out and spurted it across her back and ass cheeks, rubbing it in with one hand while the other pinched and twisted a rock hard nipple.

Daniel pulled His cock from lacey’s mouth as David released her body, then He pulled her up to Him and kissed her, “You were very good tonight my little whore, I know David enjoyed you as much as I did. Just for that, we will let you cum little slut”

lacey moaned and looked at Daniel, “Thank You Master Daniel.”

Daniel looked at His sweet slut, “Lay on your back and spread your legs pet.” Lacey moved as He commanded, parting her sticky thighs, feeling cum from them both dripping down them from her well used ass and cunt.

Michael lifted up and rubbed His cock hard into His slut, then felt it explode, still in His jeans. He had not touched it nor had she, and yet it felt so good. jade knew He was cumming, could feel His throbbing cock, feel the heat and knew He had spurted what she loved to suck and feel all over and in her body.

“Daniel smiled down at His slut laying in front of Him, her ass and cunt red and raw, cum still dripping out. He picked up a very large and very long dildo from the night table, then rammed one end into her cunt and the other into her ass. He pounded her over and over. He knew she loved it, and He watched her writhe in agony and pleasure. David smiled as he watched Daniel rape His slut’s ass and cunt with the huge dildo. It was even larger around then their cocks and that she was now stretched more than she had ever been before.

“Cum now slut, cum like you’ve never before!” lacey screamed out, arched her back and pushed as hard as she could into the dildos filling her fuck holes. She was dizzy from being fucked so much, sore from being stretched, filled and used more than ever before, but feeling so much pleasure and lust and wanting it all the more. She arched and came hard….screaming out, panting, and crying. “Oh God Master….that was the best ever. Thank You Master, thank You David.”

Michael lifted jade up off His lap…set her down beside Him, “Okay slut, look at the mess you made, clean it up, then we will begin Our fun for the night. I loved your story little whore and know that’s how you love to be used.”

jade just smiled, “Yes Master, You know Your girl so well.”

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“Come on Tony, it’s your turn!”

“Alright, dare,” I said, leaning back again the wall. My friends and I were enjoying an otherwise quiet summer night by playing truth or dare. You’d think we would have outgrown it once we turned eighteen, but somehow that only made the stunts we did even more ridiculous. Gone were the days of calling a girl’s house and hanging up, replaced now by streaking in front of their house and running as fast as we could.

Same idea, more or less.

“Dare…” I said. Jonathan seemed to give it some thought before a light bulb went off in his head. “Alright, well here’s an easy one for you. Go grab us a pair of Ruth’s panties.”

“Yeah!” came the chorus from around me. Everyone seemed to think this was the best idea of the night.

In response, I just groaned. “Really? You want to see my sister’s panties? That’s a little… I don’t know, childish. Plus, if she catches me, she’ll kill me.” Ruth was only two years my senior, but she played lacrosse in high school and college, and could pin me in a second if she wanted to.

“So don’t get caught,” Jonathan teased. He threw a solo cup at me, which I barely deflected. It seemed tame enough, so I shrugging, got to my feet, and walked out of the basement to the cheers of my friends.

“So stupid,” I said under my breath. “But at least it’s an easy dare. Maybe I’ll make Harry wear them for the night, get some blackmail on him next time he doesn’t feel up to buying the pizza.”

I made my way upstairs — my parents were out at some dinner party, and Ruth, thank god, was out with friends of her own. There was a chance I would have just asked her for a pair to borrow and she might have relented, but I was glad I didn’t have to take that risk. Pushing the door open, I made my way into Ruth’s room. It was a standard room by all accounts, single twin bed, blue walls and a few bits clothes thrown about. I made my way to her dresser and started to open drawers until I found her panty drawer.

“What the…” I started as I rummaged through them, careful not to mess up the folding too much. Inside was a bunch of boxer-briefs; similar to the kind I wore, only a smaller size and more feminine colors. I looked through the entire drawer, but that’s all that there was. I opened the other drawers too, even checked her laundry pile, just to make sure I wasn’t going insane.

“She doesn’t wear panties?” I scratched my head. I was sure I had seen her in panties before but, the more I thought on it, the less certain I was. Deciding I would play it off as a joke, I grabbed a pair of pink boxer-briefs and closed the drawer. It’d still be funny to see Harry wear these.

********************

For the rest of the night and into the week, I thought about my sister’s panties. Or rather, lack there of. Not in a weird way, though I did recognize that it wasn’t normal for a brother to think of his sister’s panties this much. I wasn’t even a panty guy; I much preferred what was underneath them. Instead, I tried to remember every time I would have seen Ruth near-naked. She was a private girl, but then again who wasn’t when it came to underwear? Still, the more I thought, the more I realized I had never seen her lower half in anything shorter than shorts. She never went swimming, so bathing suits were out. Any lingerie was non-existent (I went back to check), and everything else she had was just… tame. There was something off about it, something I couldn’t quite put my finger on.

I had to wait until the next laundry day to put my plan into action. I grabbed my laundry, and threw in the pair of boxers I had kept from the truth or dare night. Since it was summer, both Ruth and I were off from our respective schools, and had the house to ourselves. Normally we’d have jobs, but Ruth’s internship at the hospital gave her strange hours, and I was part-time at Target, which gave me an even weirder schedule.

I went downstairs, laundry in hand, and waited by the machine for a few seconds. Ruth was in her room listening to music, which gave me an excuse not to call up to her, but approach her in person, boxers in hand.

“Hey,” I said, tapping on the door. Ruth was sitting at her desk, music playing through her laptop as she browsed the Internet. She was wearing capri shorts with a yellow top that fell loosely on her. Her blonde hair was in a ponytail, stretching down to her shoulders. It flopped in the air as she turned to me. Before she could respond, she saw me waving the pinkish undergarments in the air. “These yours?” I asked innocently.

“Oh! Uh…” Her eyes had gone wide at the sight of them, and I saw her dart them quickly to her dresser and back again. “Yeah. Um. Where did you find them?”

“In the dryer,” I said with a shrug. “They must have gotten missed. Don’t worry, I saved them before they went through another round!”

I laughed playfully as I walked over to her dresser, determined etiler otele gelen escort to put them away for her. You would have thought I was going to kick a puppy. The speed at which she moved startled me, because in the blink of an eye she darted in front of me, barely an inch of space between the dresser and us.

“No, that’s fine, I got it, thanks,” she said quickly. “You can go now.”

“That’s… what?” I said, actually startled. She tried to take them out of my hands but I held my grip. “What the hell sis?”

“What?” She finally grabbed the underwear and crossed her arms as if trying to hide the pair. “Can’t a girl get a little privacy?”

“Well, I mean, sure, but you know I’ve had girlfriends, right? I think I know my way around folding these kinds of things.”

“Sure, sure,” Ruth said dismissively. “No need to prove it to me now. You can go.” She put a heavy emphasis on the last word.

“Ruth, is… everything okay? You’re acting really harshly all of a sudden. I was just trying to do you a favor.”

That seemed to get through to her, and her face softened a bit. “Yeah Tony, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to snap. I just… I like privacy, you know that.”

“I do,” I admitted. “You don’t have to be embarrassed if you like boxers,” I said, fishing for an opening.

“Ha,” she laughed uncomfortably. She shook her head, saying only, “I wish.”

“What was that?”

“N-nothing,” she said quickly. “Thanks for bringing them up, I’ll take it from here.”

A silence stretched as neither one of us moved. I did, eventually, take a step back, giving her room to put the boxer-briefs away. But she didn’t move.

“I’m not going to leave until you tell me what’s going on,” I said uneasily. “Something’s obviously bothering you, and I want to help. I mean, what else are siblings for, right?”

Ruth’s arms were still crossed, but she seemed to consider this. “I —” she started, before falling silent again. Her brown eyes were glued to the floor, and she seemed to be searching for the right words. “It’s embarrassing.”

“Ruth, I’m your brother, you’ve done plenty of embarrassing things before,” I said reassuringly.

“Yeah but those were things I’ve done, this is —” She cut herself off again.

“What?” I urged. “Come on, you can tell me.”

“It’s just… You have to promise not to say ANYTHING, to anyone.” I nodded in agreement, but she just shook her head. “No, you don’t understand. Not a word to your friends, not a word out-loud in an empty room – Nothing.”

“Okay, okay, geez,” I replied. “You’re acting like this is blackmailable information.”

“It kind of is.” Ruth turned from me, thinking on something. “Well, maybe… okay, so if I tell you, would you… do something for me?”

“Depends…” I said cautiously. “What is it?”

Ruth shook her head. “No, you have to agree beforehand.”

“What? No way,” I said. “You could say something like ‘Give me all your money’ or ‘Wear a pink tutu to school for a week’.”

“I wouldn’t do that…” she said, though I saw the faintest hint of a smile. She crossed her arms. “Anyway, that’s my condition. Take it or leave it.”

I stared at her, fighting my curiosity with fear of what she would make me do. In the end, my inquisitive nature won out. “Fine, I agree. Do your worst.”

She smiled in a mixture of relief, reluctance, and fear. It was strange to see on my otherwise confident sister. She was fidgeting, shifting her weight from one foot to the other, arms still crossed. Finally and abruptly, she lowered her hands to her sides and looked at me.

“So, Tony. I, uh…” Her confidence fled her for a moment, but she recovered. “I wear those boxers because it’s easier for me than normal panties. Because of my… my…” Ruth swallowed. “…penis…”

“Ha,” I said outlaid, grinning. “Yeah right, very funny.” As the silence stretched on, my grin began to fade. Her face was one of resolve, and she looked at me, judging my reaction. I changed from laughter, to confusion, to extreme confusion. “Wait, seriously?”

Ruth nodded her head. “Yeah.”

“So you’re… a guy?” I asked.

“No!” Ruth pushed at me, knocking me back a few steps. “I’m still a girl, you ass. I was just born with… an extra part.” She shrugged. “It happens sometimes, apparently. Mom and Dad took me to a bunch of doctors when I was young. As far as they can tell, there’s nothing wrong with me. I’m 99% girl with just a little bit extra.”

“Hell of an extra,” I said. At that, she let out a short laugh. Then, my brain woke up from the shock. “Wait… so what favor did you need me to do?” I asked hesitantly.

Ruth looked down at her feet again, shuffling them as she spoke. “So… I mean, with this… condition, I haven’t really been with anyone. I’ve kissed a few guys, but never anything further than that. And of course, I’m horny like, etiler rus escort all the time.” I laughed with her at that; I knew the feeling. “So I was just hoping that maybe… a hand job?” She looked at me, hiding behind a small smile. “I mean, you don’t have to if you don’t want to, I know it’s a lot, but I figured it’s kind of just like masturbation for you, and I really, really just want to cum from someone else’s actions, you know?”

She was rambling, and I held up my hand to stop her. “Ruth, hey, it’s okay, I get it.” I sighed. “I agreed to anything, so… that means anything. I’ll help.”

The relief flowed through her like a tidal wave. “Oh my god, thank you. You don’t know how much that means to me.”

“I’ve got some idea,” I answered. I rubbed my hands together, getting them warm. I couldn’t believe I was going to do this but I tried to stay optimistic. “Alright, so where do you want to do this?”

Ruth looked nervous, but walked over to her bed. She kicked off her flip-flops and pulled down her shorts. She was wearing some dark blue boxers, but she paused with her fingers in the waistband. “No laughing,” she warned, and waited until I agreed before lowering them to the floor.

I’m not sure what I was expecting. After all, she told me she had a dick. Maybe part of my still thought she was joking. But as her boxers fell to the floor, and a semi-hard penis flopped out of them, twin balls underneath, I knew there was no mistaking it. My sister had a penis.

“Hunh,” I said, staring at it like a deer in headlights. “Kind of looks like mine. Except I have hair down there.”

“I like to keep a clean shop,” she said, nervously laughing. “At least shaving is the most girly thing I can do for it.”

I stared at it for what felt like a long time, before snapping back to the moment. “Alright, let’s get down to business.” I watched as Ruth sat down on the edge of her bed, her penis already started to grow hard in anticipation. It looked to be a solid five inches, though it was still growing as time passed. I knelt down on the carpet in front of her and stared at the only other penis I had seen in my life, next to my own. Then again, I couldn’t put mine a few inches from my face. It had a kind of musk, and I sniffed at it in response to the new smell.

“Sorry, I should have washed it or something,” Ruth said, biting her lip. “Didn’t really plan on this happening today. I can go clean up first if you want.”

“Nah, it’s fine,” I said, reaching out and grabbing it gently with my right hand. She let out a gasp, and I swore she was going to cum right there and then.

“Wow, oh, sorry,” she said, catching her breath. “I just… wow, feels… different.”

“Everything’s different than your own hand,” I told her, starting to slowly move my hand up and down her shaft. “And believe me, everything’s better than it too.”

“That I believe,” Ruth said, leaning back onto her arms. I looked up briefly to stare at her, but she was starting to close her eyes and give in to the pleasure I was starting to give her. I found myself adopting a steady rhythm, trying to remember how I liked to masturbate. The angle was different, but the mechanics were the same.

Her dick had stopped growing, settling around seven inches and an average thickness. Almost identical to my own, easy to wrap my hand around. I kept up the pace, up and down, up and down, from base to tip and back again, almost teasing her in the slowness of my strokes. I wasn’t sure why I was doing it that way. Part of me wanted this to be over as fast as possible. But looking up at my sister’s face of pleasure, something else in my mind wanted this to last as long as possible

Down below, I felt my own dick start to respond to the sexual energy. I tried to shift positions to give myself some relief, but all that did was cause my erection to grow more. I tried not to pay it any mind.

“Oh, that feels so good,” she moaned at me. “Shit, this is… this is great…” Ruth had fallen further onto her arms, almost at a 45-degree angle to me, with her head falling back and eyes shut. I took my other hand and gently groped her balls, causing her to moan again. I imagined her picturing some perfect guy she had a crushed on, finally giving into his desires for her and her penis. She must have been in heaven.

My hand on her cock and balls, my growing erection, and her sensual moaning — it was all starting to get too much. I saw she was lost in the pleasure, and something deep within me gave me an idea. I knew I wouldn’t have the guts to ask later, so, in a moment of spontaneity, as my hand reached the tip of her penis again and started it’s decent, I leaned forward and took her in my mouth.

“Ah!” she cried out, snapping up and pulling her dick out of my mouth. As it left it kind to smacked me, her erection harder than I think she had anticipated. “Oh, sorry! I just, what, etiler türbanlı escort what…” She was looking at me in confusion.

“You didn’t like it?” I asked wryly.

“No, It just caught me off guard.” She was panting, trying to steady her breathing. She looked at me seriously. “You don’t have to do that.”

“I know,” I said, leaning forward to take her dick in my hands again. The one suck I had given it had left a small trail of saliva, and my hands made a slick sound now. “But… I don’t know, I just want this to be the best possible for you.”

“I…” she started to say, but I leaned forward again and took her in my mouth. Blowjobs were not an uncommon occurrence for me in my life, but being on this end definitely changed things. I moved my mouth as far down as I could, relatively surprised that I could take more of her on my first try. I made careful moves to keep my mouth free of teeth as I sucked her back up to the tip of her penis, licking the tip as I did so. “Daaaaaamnnnn…” she moaned. I chanced a look up at her, and saw that she was looking down at me. Our eyes met and I gave her a wink before falling down on her cock again.

I bobbed my head in a steady rhythm like I had with my hand earlier. My tongue danced around her cock as I let my lips massaged her girth. I felt her start to take control so I took my hands to her hips, holding them for balance as she started to thrust herself, her penis dictating how it wanted to be pleasured. That was fine by me, since my jaw was starting to get a bit sore. But I persisted.

I wasn’t sure what was going through her head, but I knew I was getting extremely turned on. My dick was pitching the hardest tent it had ever made, and it twitched with excitement every time the tip of her penis hit the back of my throat. She let out another long moan, and I knew she wouldn’t last much longer.

I let go of her right hip and grabbed the base of her cock, jerking her as I sucked her, moving faster and tighter. Saliva dripped around my hands as I tried to give her the best blowjob of her life.

And then, it happened. In the back of my mind I was prepared for it, but there’s only so much mental preparation you can do before being faced with the real thing. The first stream of cum hit the back of my throat so hard that I completely stopped the blowjob. This didn’t stop Ruth, of course, and she kept thrusting along my closed fists and open mouth. I regained myself quickly and continued to milk her balls dry, but as the fourth and fifth stream of cum filled my mouth, it became apparent that there was only one option available to me.

To even my surprise, I swallowed the cum. My head kept bobbing along her shaft, speed decreasing as I gobbled up each drop of my sister’s cum. It didn’t taste that bad, and as I swallowed I felt an immense wave of pleasure overtake me. With one last shudder, my sister let out a final spurt of cum before collapsing onto the bed, body still twitching as she gasped for air.

Somewhat begrudgingly, I took my mouth off her penis, the release making a ‘pop’ sound. I found I had to catch my own breath, and looking down I discovered why: I had cum myself. Somehow, near the end of my sister’s blowjob, I had gotten so turned on that I creamed my own pants.

I heard some giggling, and looking up I saw Ruth looking down at me. She was propped up again on her elbows, but her hair was falling out of the ponytail, and she looked like she had just run a marathon. “That,” she said, smiling the euphoric smile of the recently-cum, “Was… I mean… and you did that thing… it was…” She leaned towards me, pulled me to her by the shirt, and kissed me. The shock of her tongue dancing with my own, licking the remaining bits of her cum, caused the last of my own cum to leak out of my dick. When I came to my senses, I kissed her back, enjoying the feeling of her lips on mine.

“You’re welcome,” I said when we broke the kiss. “That was… unexpected.”

“You’re unexpected,” she said, falling sideways on the bed. Her limp dick looked completely spent as it glistened with my salvia and a little bit of cum mixed around it. “I didn’t expect… any of that. The hand job, the blowjob, and you swallowing. It felt… amazing.”

“Yeah, I didn’t expect that either,” I said, getting off my knees and sitting on the floor. Looking up at her, we smiled at each other, each trying to steady our own hearts.

“Well, we better get cleaned up,” Ruth said, standing on shaking legs and reaching out a hand to me. I grabbed it and stood, marveling at how I stood almost a head taller than her.

“How’s that?” I asked. Then, I remembered my pants. “Oh, right. Not sure how that happened. Guess I really do need to do laundry after all.”

Ruth laughed. “Well try to recover quick, because I think I owe you.” She took a few steps towards the bathroom and turned to me. “After what you just did to me, I need to show you the real world’s best blowjob.”

“Really?”

“Of course. I’ll be damned if I let my brother suck me off without returning the favor.” She smiled as she walked into the bathroom, and I heard the shower start. “I’d be labeled the world’s worst sister, and I couldn’t take that.”

Smiling to myself, I followed after her.

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I awoke about 7 the next morning. It took me a moment to get my bearings. I rolled over and realized that I was in bed alone. After a slight moment of panic, I realized that I could hear the shower going. I pulled the bed covers back and moved towards the bathroom. I opened the door and was greeted by a cloud of steam. The radio was on, blaring Sonic Youth from a local college rock station. I quickly brushed my teeth and moved to pull the edge of the shower curtain back.

When I did, I was greeted by the sight of my beautiful little sister. Her eyes were closed and her hands were slowly running through her long brunette hair. Noting she was completely unaware I was there, I decided to announce my presence.

“Hey. Got room for one more?”

She looked shocked for a moment, but quickly gave me a smile that made me feel weak kneed.

“Of course, I do.”

I stepped in the shower and took her in my arms. She forgot her hair for a moment and wrapped her arms around me as well. I leaned in and gave her a kiss on the cheek.

“You can do better than that.”

“Yes, I can.” I moved my lips to hers and we were quickly exchanging the most passionate kisses. We broke for a second and I could only say, “Wow.”

She smiled quickly and nodded before we resumed kissing. Gradually, shampoo began to run down her face.

“Wait, I’ve got to get this stuff out of my hair!”

I nudged her under the shower head and began to help her. I also took the opportunity to caress her warm, wet skin. She gave me a quick glance when my hands brushed across her hard nipples.

“Are you going to help or not?” She said with a mischievous grin.

“I am helping.”

“No, that’s distracting! It’s bad enough you’re standing here next to me naked.”

“Okay, Okay.”

Her hair was soon clear of shampoo. She grabbed a wash cloth and the soap. She began to wash me.

“I’ve always wanted to do this.”

“You have, huh?” I replied.

“Yes. When you would be outside at the pool I always wanted to touch you. Run my hands over your strong muscles.”

“You weren’t the only one that wanted to do some touching. That black bikini of yours was something else.”

“You liked that one, too? It was always my favorite.” The wash cloth and her hands were gradually working their way down my abdomen.

“Mine too.”

She just smiled. I felt her hands reach my hardening cock. One hand cupped my balls while the other grabbed the shaft. I looked at her with interest.

“Shawn, I want you to know. I loved last night.”

“So, did I babe.” I said.

“Good. I really want to do it again.”

“Yeah. Me too.”

Her hands were working hard on me. One hand firmly stroked me, while the other stroked my balls. She gave me a quick kiss and then began to kneel. She kissed my chest and abdomen before she was on her knees grasping my cock in her right hand. She looked up at me briefly before she took me in her mouth. It felt amazing as I looked down at my beautiful little sister sucking me.

I felt like I was on top of the world. I was also a bit jealous, because it was obvious she was experienced at it. I forced myself to forget that. She was with me now, I reminded myself.

Her lips and mouth moved up and down at almost the perfect pace for me. She used her hands to stroke and touch. Her hands rubbed over my flat abs and hips. I placed my hand on the back of her head and ran my fingers through her long, wet hair. She never looked up but softly moaned as I gently played with her hair.

The sensation of her mouth on me was overpowering. Despite my intentions otherwise, I felt myself getting closer and closer. How could it be otherwise, with my sweet little sister sucking my cock? I moaned her name and she moved in like a lioness for the kill. She increased her speed and the pressure her lips and mouth were providing. I threw my head back and groaned.

“God, Stace. That feels so good baby. I love you.”

She moaned and continued. I felt my sense of self control slipping away. I knew I was finished. I could almost feel the cum flowing.

“Baby. I’m… I’m gonna cum…” I groaned.

Once again, she moaned and continued to move her mouth up and down the shaft of my cock as I erupted in her mouth. She groaned “mmmm” but continued her movements until I filled her mouth with my cum.

She kept me in her mouth, long after I was finished. When she did release me, my cock fell limply, totally spent. She looked at it briefly and gave it a quick kiss before standing back up. She wrapped her arms around me.

“Damn, I love you Stacey. So much.”

“I love you too.” She kissed me. “Let’s finish getting you cleaned up. I want some breakfast.”

We finished showering and dried off. This was time for additional touching and caressing, as well as hot passionate kisses. We went back to my bedroom and she got some lotion from her bag. I just smiled at her and squirted a big glob on my hand. She laid face down on the bed with her head resting on her folded arms. I rubbed the lotion around in my hands to warm it up and then I began to work it around on her back.

“Ah, etiler eve gelen escort that feels so good,” she purred. “I really love feeling your hands on me. I’ve wanted that for so long.”

“Me too,” I agreed.

“So, do want to talk about all this?” She asked.

“Do you?”

“I think we probably should.” She answered. I was massaging the backs of her legs and feet now.

“Ok, let’s talk then.” She rolled over on her back. I started massaging her feet and worked my up her sexy legs. “What’s on your mind?” I asked her.

“Everything.”

“I know, but anything specific?”

“I’m just worried, I guess. Are things still going to be ok between us?” She asked.

“Stace. I think so. I mean you’re obviously the only sister I’ve ever made love to. So, I don’t have a lot of experience here.” She laughed at that. I turned more serious. “But, I think our relationship has changed.”

“In a bad way?” She asked.

“No, no. Not in a bad way. Baby, you were always my sister and always one of my closest friends, but you’ve been my lover now too.”

“Yes,” she nodded. “I feel the same way, but there is a part of me that thinks I should feel guilt or regret.”

“Do you?”

“No, I don’t feel guilty.”

“But regret?”

“A little bit.”

“Why?” I asked. That worried me.

“Like I said last night, it just hurts now that I know how we both feel and we still can’t really be together.”

“Yeah.” I said.

“I was so afraid to ever tell you, and now that I have, I don’t feel that it really solved anything.” She shook her head and wiped her eyes. “Shawn, there’s this part of me, a very small part me I promise you, that wishes it hadn’t been so wonderful last night. I think I could probably live with it better.”

“I know what you mean.” I said.

“You do?” She was looking at me now.

“Yeah. I do. It never felt the way it felt last night with anyone.”

She began crying.

“Stacey, baby, please don’t do this to yourself.”

“I can’t help it. I’m in love with my brother and I can’t have him.” She cried.

“Honey. I know, and I feel the same way.”

“So, what are we going to do? Just have this weekend and move on?” She asked.

“I don’t know. I don’t think now that we’ve made love, that we’re going to be able to just move on. I think we’ve both wanted this and it’s more than either of was really prepared for.”

“Yes.” She was crying and staring at the ceiling.

“Stacey, honey. I wish things were different. You’re the most wonderful girl I’ve known. But things are the way they are. We can have happiness together, but it’s not going to be a normal relationship.”

“I know that.” She groaned as she sat up. “It just pisses me off. I’ve lived with the greatest guy my whole life and I can’t really be with him because he’s my brother.”

“Yeah. I know.”

She wrapped her arms around me, her big soft breasts pressing against me. I smiled at her.

“What?” She asked, wiping away the tears.

“I just can’t believe I have you here with me now, like this.”

“I think you better start believing it, because it’s happening.” She kissed me.

“Yeah I know, but it’s still hard to believe!”

“Mmmm.” She purred. I maneuvered her on her back and positioned myself over her. I kissed her tenderly at first, but then with mounting passion and vigor. I propped myself on one hand and began to explore her bountiful breasts with the other. I teased her hard nipples with my fingertips.

“God, you know just how to touch me, Shawn.” She moaned. “In my fantasies, I always knew you would know just what to do.”

My mouth moved from hers to the soft skin of her neck. I kissed and lightly sucked. This drew an additional moan from her lips. I moved to the other side. Her hands were on the back of my neck. I kissed my way down to her shoulder and then across the top of her chest. I left a trail of kisses along the top of her breasts. Her hands were still around my neck, her fingers running through my long damp hair.

I sought out her left nipple with my tongue. I circled it and lightly flicked it with my tongue. Simultaneously, I was rolling her right nipple between my thumb and index finger.

“God, that feels so good. No one has ever done it like that.”

“Good. I love being the one.”

“Mmmm. I wish you could have been my first. I waited. I saved myself, hoping I could find the courage to tell you, but I never could.”

“Honey, it’s ok. All that matters now is going forward.” I moved up and kissed her for emphasis.

“Yes. Moving forward.” She smiled.

I resumed loving on her beautiful breasts. They were so big and soft. I could not imagine a more perfect pair, and they belonged to my gorgeous little sister.

“Shawn, I’m so wet for you right now. Touch me, please.”

“I have a better idea.”

“What?” She asked almost breathlessly.

“Just wait.” I kissed my way down from her breasts and across her smooth, flat abdomen. I continued down past her hips. I looked up and saw her eyes full of wonder. etiler grup yapan escort

“I love you, Stace.”

“I love you too, Shawn.”

I parted her thighs and kissed my way down to her knees, before I started my way back up. I looked at her pussy, glistening with her excitement. I was dying to taste her, but I took my time. I knew her excitement would build, and that her pleasure would be that much greater. I was getting closer to her sex. I could sense her anticipation. A few more kisses and I was kissing her smooth labia.

“Oh, Shawn. I can’t believe this. You’re driving me wild.”

I traced my tongue around the puffiness of her outer lips. It looked so inviting. Her inner lips glistened with her nectar. I ran my tongue through her slit, getting my first taste of her.

“Oh,” she moaned and her hands grabbed the back of my head again.

I continued to explore her most intimate area. Licking. Kissing. Sucking. She writhed on the bed in pleasure. I moved up further, to where her little love button peeked out. I twirled my tongue around it. She grasped my head tightly and held me closer to her. I opened my mouth and gently sucked and licked on her sweet treasure. She groaned and arched her back in response.

“Shawn, this is so good. Don’t stop. Just keep eating me.”

I simply moaned and continued my attention to her most intimate spot. I was thoroughly enjoying myself as I ate her like she was my last meal. Never could I’ve imagined I’d share this most intimate activity with my little sister, but there I was.

Her activity became more frantic. She pushed her hips up, grinding her sex against my mouth. I knew she was going to cum and soon. I flicked my tongue faster. She responded by grinding her pussy on my face that much harder.

“Oh Shawn, oh. Don’t stop. Please. Oh, god. I love you, oh!!” Her climax hit her hard. I never experienced a girl that came that hard. I almost thought she was going to smother me as she held my face in her sex. As her climax waned, her body went limp and she laid on the bed catching her breath. I continued to lightly kiss her inner thighs as she came back down from her high.

“So good,” she moaned.

“That’s what I wanted to give you.”

“Oh, you. Come up here.” She said firmly.

I moved up and laid next her. I snuck my arm under her and pulled her on top of me. We kissed for a long time.

“You were the first for that.” She smiled.

“Really?”

“Yes. No one has ever done that to me. It was amazing.”

“You’re kidding!!”

“No. I’ve only been with two guys. They expected me to do them, but never returned the favor.”

“What assholes. That’s the best thing in the world.”

“Ha, Yeah. I mean I’m not an expert, but you are pretty good at it I think.” She smiled.

“I’ve practiced a bit.” Her expression changed a bit. “Damn Stace. I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have said that.”

“No, it’s ok. I understand. What I did to you in the shower wasn’t something I learned this morning.”

I nodded and kissed her again. There was a very dreamy look as she laid on me looking down at me.

“What are you thinking, baby?”

“What are you going to do about Mel?” She asked.

“I don’t know now. I really don’t.”

“You still have feelings for her though. I saw the way you two were last night.”

“I know, but a lot has happened since last night.”

“That’s the truth!” She smiled again.

“I mean when you go home tomorrow, she’ll be expecting me to call her. I don’t know how I’ll do that.”

“Why?”

“Well there’s the obvious, my hands have been full with you, little sister.” I cupped her breasts in my hands for emphasis. “I’m probably going to be tired.”

“I can feel it between my legs, you’re not tired yet.” She raised up and reached between us. I felt my cock slide into her warm wetness. “Oh, that’s good,” she moaned. “I love how you feel inside me.”

“The pleasure is all mine,” I assured her.

She leaned back down and kissed me. She was gently moving her hips. We just stared into one another’s eyes.

“Shawn, do you still love her?” There we were brother and sister making love, and she was asking me about Mel.

“Stace, I’m going to have to think about all that a lot more. I mean what about you and me?”

“I don’t know. I haven’t quite figured that out yet.” She gave me a devilish smile.

“Not yet, huh?”

“No, hopefully soon.” She nodded. “I’m really becoming a fan of doing this with you.”

I shook my head as I looked up at her. I reached up and cupped her heavy breasts again. They were swaying as she worked herself up and down on my cock. She was just so sexy. This girl that I grew up with. That I tried to protect. That I fought for. My sister. My beautiful sister. Making love to me. I smiled at her.

“What?” She asked.

“You don’t know how beautiful and sexy you are right now.”

“You think so, huh?”

“I know so.”

“You’re pretty sexy yourself right now, you know?” Her hands rubbed over my chest. “Shawn, I love sharing etiler masöz escort this with you.”

“I love sharing it with you too, baby.” I replied.

“We’re just going to have to be good about keeping secrets. That’s the only way we can keep sharing this. Just be one another’s little secret. I don’t like it, but I can live with it.” She continued.

“You sure?”

“No, but I’m not going to cling to this weekend for the rest of my life.” Her hips started moving faster.

“I don’t want that either. Damn, that’s good. This is just perfect.” I was rolling her nipples in my fingers. She was grinding hard on my cock. I wasn’t going to last much longer.

“Oh, Shawn. Oh, I’m close. So, so close. Don’t stop rubbing my nipples. Please!!”

I had no intention of stopping, I was only hoping she was closer than I was. I was ready to explode!!

“Uh, Uh. Oh Shawn. Yes. Yes. I’m cumming. I’m cumming for you again!”

Hearing her say it sent a shock through my system. I lost control. She collapsed on top of me. I wrapped my arms around her and held her close as I emptied my balls in my baby sister’s sweet pussy for the second time in less than 12 hours.

We laid there with her on top of me for a long while. I just held her and kissed her on the cheek and neck. I thought she’d fallen asleep. Finally, she moved.

“This a great way to spend a Saturday morning.”

“It is.” I agreed.

“So, my handsome lover, what does a girl have to do to get some breakfast around here? I’m starving.”

“Ha, you don’t have to do anything. You just needed to tell me.” I looked at the clock and realized it was almost 10. I usually met the guys at the gym on Saturday mornings. Not today though.

“You want to stay in or go out?”

“It’s up to you. Staying in would be fine. That way we can stay naked.” She kissed me again.

“That is true. Let’s go see what we can make!”

She rolled off me and rose from the bed. I joined her and wrapped my arms around her from behind. Her breasts rested on my arms. It was like yesterday before our nap.

“Mmmm, I could get used to this.” She said.

“Oh, me too.”

“Come here.” She walked over to my closet and stood in front of the mirror. “Now, put your arms around me again.”

“Wow, I…”

“Shush. Just look at us.” She said.

I looked. Oh, how I looked. Her body was perfect. Smooth skin. Well-toned legs. Flat belly. Big, beautiful breasts. Just perfect. I held her tightly against me.

“I love you, Shawn.”

“I love you too, Stacey. Come on. Let me make you breakfast.”

We walked in the kitchen. There were plenty of eggs and some cheese, so I decided to make omelets. She set the table while I beat the eggs. I saw her walking back towards me and I smiled.

“Why are you smiling like a fool?”

“We’ve cooked a lot together, but never naked.”

“True. There have been a lot of firsts since I got here yesterday. I like it.”

I leaned down to kiss her again. “I love it.”

I popped some bread in the toaster and plated our omelets. I carried them to the table and we sat down and started our breakfast.

“You are a much better cook than me, Shawn.”

“Well, I’ve been out of the house longer. I’ve learned more. Besides, it’s an omelet and toast. Not exactly hard.”

“That’s true.” She agreed.

“Would you like me to show you around campus today? You’ve never really been there before.”

“Yeah, sure. That would be a lot of fun!”

“Okay, good.”

She ate a few more bites of omelet before she spoke again.

“Shawn, I was just thinking about something.”

“What’s that?”

“Well, I mean it’s about Mel. She’s always been a good friend to me.”

“Yeah, of course.”

“I don’t like the idea of doing anything behind her back.”

“No, I don’t either. She’s really a good girl. Until last night, she was the love of my life.”

“And now,” Stacey asked.

“I’m afraid it’s different now.”

“You were the only one I’ve ever loved, Shawn. I don’t say that to make you feel guilty, but it’s true.”

“It’s ok. I think you faced things a lot sooner than I did. I never really put it all together until yesterday.”

“It’s been really hard having these feelings.”

“I can imagine. I felt so guilty when I thought about you as a woman and not as my sister.”

“Yeah, I know.”

“Honey, I mean I don’t even know how I feel about Mel anymore. I think worrying about all this is probably a little premature.”

“Okay. We’ll talk about this later.”

“Yeah, we should. I just want to enjoy the rest of our weekend.” I said.

She nodded and we continued to eat. She finished her omelet and pushed her plate away from her. She leaned back in her chair.

“Okay, this is really embarrassing, but I need to tell you about it, Shawn.”

“What?”

“One day during spring break, I was home alone. I was laying out by the pool. Mom was shopping and dad was working. I decided to take a shower. I started thinking about you and I got really horny.” She paused.

“And?” I asked.

“So, I dried off and laid on my bed. I got the toy that I have and I was just touching myself. I kept getting hotter and hotter. I put the toy inside me and was imagining that it was you. I was moaning and screaming your name. I came the last time and then I realized I had left my bedroom door open. I listened and I could hear someone downstairs.”

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I had finished mowing the front yard just as my Dad got home, and was wheeling the mower to the back yard to return it to the shed. The back yard had very little grass beyond the pool area so I’d get the weed-whacker out tomorrow and trim. Since my Dad always came home about 15 minutes later than my mom, I thought it odd that he was here and she wasn’t. He parked his car in the driveway and got out to go inside.

“Hey Dad,” I called out to him. “Where’s Mom?”

“She went to pick up the ottoman from the cleaner,” he replied, still walking towards the house. My Aunt Jackie, my mother’s sister, had spilled wine on it during her previous visit. She had a habit of talking with her hands and got a little overzealous telling a story about her dog attacking the UPS man. “I’ll need you to help me bring it inside when she gets home.”

He stopped on the stairs, turned to me and asked, “Is your sister behaving? I trust you not to lie to me, Daniel. She’s not sneaking out while we’re gone or having people over when she’s not supposed to, is she?”

I pretended to be distracted with something stuck in the lawnmower’s wheel while I thought about my answer. He’d put me in a tough spot. I was scared to death of lying to my father, but the new dynamic of the relationship with Anna and Beth was too precious for me to risk. Lie to my Dad, or get Anna in trouble and sacrifice all the sexual gratification I’d been receiving? After a moment’s hesitation, I decided it wasn’t really much of a choice.

“Other than my outing with James earlier this afternoon, I’ve been home with her since I got back from Cali. It’s just been the two of us; hanging by the pool, reading; you know, quality sibling bonding time.” I couldn’t look him in the eye while I lied to him, so I maintained my charade of dicking with the lawnmower while I spoke.

“Well, alright then. I just can’t stand to see her wasting time with that spoiled, bratty Collins girl. That girl is what’s wrong with society today. Her father gives her everything and she just comes to expect handouts and for all her problems to disappear by throwing money around. I raised my children to be better than that. Help me keep an eye on Anna, Daniel. She loves you and respects you. I suspect she’ll listen more to you than to me,” the last part trailing off as he made his way to the house.

He could really rub it in, couldn’t he? Here I am bringing pot back from California for my sister and her friends, banging both of them, well…sorta, right in our family home. Way to make me feel like a hypocrite, Dad. I thought. He was right, though. My sister always took my advice. Even after Mom and/or Dad would counsel her, she would always come to me. We were practically the same age; I was only about an hour older; but for some reason she developed the little sister complex anyway.

I decided I would respect his wishes and try to get Anna to take more control of her life. To my knowledge she had no real plans for college. We’d just graduated and for all I knew she was just going to go to community college. Maybe I could talk her into trying for late admission and going to McDaniel, like I planned on. It wasn’t too far away from where we lived; we could still see our friends and parents, she could make new friends in the dorm on the Hill, and best of all, we wouldn’t have to be apart.

As I put the lawnmower back in the shed, I realized my feelings for Anna might be problematic. A brother shouldn’t feel this way about his own sister.

*****

My mother got home shortly after and began making dinner while Dad and I brought the ottoman in.

Afterwards, I went upstairs and took a shower, ridding myself of the chlorine, sweat and stink from my afternoon activities. When I walked into my room with only a towel around my waist, I found my sister using my computer. I should call it our computer; she used it almost as much as I did. Not that I minded, on the contrary, I’d always liked being around her; even more so in light of recent developments.

I pushed my door till it was not quite shut, leaving it open about an inch so we would hear Mom when she called us down for dinner, and stripped off my towel, hanging it on the hook on my door. My sister noticed my nakedness, and turned to face me in the swivel chair.

“Nice, Dan; I see we’ve tossed all sense of modesty out the window,” she said, eyeing me up and down.

“Nothing you haven’t seen before,” I smiled and sauntered unabashed over to my drawer to get some underwear and a t-shirt.

She swiveled the chair around to follow my movements, and rolled towards me. When I had retrieved my underwear and t-shirt from my top two drawers, I turned around to find that she was right smack in front of me. She leaned forward and kissed my stomach, encircling her hands around my waste and grabbing my ass.

“Mmm, nice and clean…” she said as she licked my belly button. That was another first for me, and felt strange; good, but strange. She was initiating something here, and it aroused me. Our parents were right downstairs and could call us down at any time. Here I halkalı escort was, with my sister fondling my naked body, my cock rapidly hardening.

She brought one hand around to hold my shaft, while the other hefted my balls from behind.

“I like that you shave,” she told me, feeling the soft texture of my freshly shaven skin. “Dan, what we’re doing is supposed to be wrong. Do you feel weird about it? I don’t know if it’s because we’ve always been so close or what, but it doesn’t feel weird to me. It doesn’t bother me at all; in fact it feels kind of natural now that we’ve broken down the “this is forbidden” barrier.

I took the opportunity to pull my t-shirt on and dropped my boxers on the floor by my feet. She took the unspoken hint, and knelt to hook my feet through the holes. As she pulled them up my legs, leaving them around mid-thigh, I looked down into her eyes. I hesitated a second, framing my reply in a philosophical approach. Finally, I said to her “Banana, you know I love you more than anything. You’re my best friend as well as my sister. As for this, yea it was weird at first. Hell, it was super-weird today, doing what we did in front of Beth. It’s only weird because it’s not supposed to happen. Do I mind that it is? Hell no, I love it. We’ve always been close, and it feels sort of natural. The weirdness is only there because society tells us we’re not supposed to do what we’ve been doing. It’s just our preconceived notion of what’s socially acceptable fighting with our primal nature to mate. That’s all.”

She smiled up at me, as she had resumed her previous activity of playing with my half-hard shaft. “So it’s ok if I keep playing with this anytime I want?” she asked.

“Do you hear me complaining?”

We both laughed softly.

I took hold of the back of the chair and rolled her with me, so I could sit on the bed as we continued our conversation. “What do we do about Beth?” she asked.

“What do you want to do about Beth? She’s your best friend. Whatever else she is to us now, that’s secondary. We’ve known her since we were what, three? I won’t lie, I’ve had a crush on her for years but I would never do anything because she’s yours. It’s great that you have shared her with me, but I won’t do anything that would hurt you. You come first, Anna; always and forever.” I pushed my face into hers for our signature eskimo-kiss; something we’d done since we were kids. As we rubbed noses, I couldn’t help but give her a peck on the lips.

She sat thoughtfully for a minute, staring down at my cock, which had hardened under her ministrations. Finally she bent her head down and licked the crown, drooling on it a bit. I just watched her toy with it, waiting for her to make her decision. After another minute of soft suckling, she sat back up and said “She really likes being involved with us. When I talked to her while you were mowing the lawn, she wouldn’t shut up about how hot it was to be hooking up with twins. I’ll share her with you, D. But you have to promise you two won’t run off and forget about me. I couldn’t bear losing you to her. You two are the most important people in the world to me, besides Mom and Dad obviously, and if you both left me, I’d be crushed.”

“That won’t happen, Anna-Banana,” I told her as I kissed her forehead.

Just then we heard Mom shout “KIDS! DINNER!”

“So, are we good?” I asked her, standing to dress myself for dinner.

“Yea, we’re good,” she said, smiling.

******

After dinner, we settled in the living room for our routine. It was my turn to pick the show or movie we would watch, and I decided on “The Avengers,” which had just been added to Netflix the previous week. Being of the nerdy persuasion, I was big on superheroes and such. My mother groaned with my selection, Dad was ok with it as he had been a big fan of Iron Man growing up. My sister feigned interest, I assumed because she knew I liked it and was adopting the girlfriend-like role of taking interest in things I liked. Our new dynamic was certainly to my advantage.

Anna and I got comfortable on the loveseat, appreciating that the large ottoman was now restored to our use. We propped our feet up together on it, as Anna covered us with a blanket. Her legs mingled with mine, and she cuddled up to me like she normally did. We’d always been this way, so it was nothing new to our parents. Stretching out, I held her close, my arousal from our pre-dinnertime conversation quickly returning; her firm, warm body so close to mine igniting my teenage libido. She slid her hand under my shirt, laying her palm on my belly and tucked her fingers under my waist band. It was just enough to keep me aroused, the possibility that she might explore further. She did not disappoint.

My viewing pleasure was made even more enjoyable by my sister’s wandering hand. She caressed my freshly shaven skin, brushing her fingers over the head of cock. At one point she just rubbed the glans with one finger, using my pre-come as lubricant, just enjoying teasing me, keeping me hard throughout the movie. While she played harbiye escort with me, she would ask me who certain people were, what their super powers were and why they were significant to the movie. It was cute, and I enjoyed talking to her in whispers, our faces so close together while she was toying with my erection.

A little more than two hours later, the movie ended and my parents headed to their end of the house, leaving Anna and I alone in the living room. Her hand still down my pants, she finally took a firm grasp of my cock and gave one slow pump, with just the right pressure. A large dollop of pre-come oozed out and dripped onto her fingers and my belly. She tossed the blanket off of us, and pulled the waist band of my pants up and over, where she could see the prize she held in her little hand.

“I love your cock, D,” she said in a low voice. Now that are parents were gone we didn’t have to whisper, but it’s not something she wanted to risk being overheard either. “I wish you could just not wear pants, ever.”

I chuckled, thinking it over. “I don’t start work again until Monday. We could pretend to be nudist’s for a day if you want. I wouldn’t mind lounging around the house with my naked sister all day.”

She giggled and said, “We could work on our all-over-tan out by the pool. Mmm…we’ll grease each other up…I’ll make sure to pay special attention to your white bits,” winking at me as she released my cock and traced her finger along my tan line.

She released my waistband unexpectedly, and jumped to her feet. “Come on, let’s go upstairs,” she said as she skipped off towards the stairs.

I folded the blanket and placed it back on the loveseat, watching her cute little butt bounce in her tight pajama pants. I followed her up the stairs and smiled when she went into my room instead of continuing on into hers.

When I rounded the corner, I was astonished to see her naked back as tossed her shirt in my hamper and leapt onto my bed. It occurred to me that in our previous encounters, I’d yet to play with her breasts. I’d never really even gotten a good look at them. The only time I’d seen them was when her left breast had been exposed to me while she slept next to me the day before last, and what little I could see of them in the dark the night she first blew me. My smile grew larger as I shut my door and went to join her on the bed, excited to finally have an opportunity to end the sexual suffering she’d inflicted on me during the movie.

“Put something on, I want to sleep in here,” she said, pointing towards my monitor as she worked her way under the covers. I knew she usually fell asleep at night with her TV on, I’d been the one to show her how to set it to automatically shut off, so I obliged. Detouring to my computer, I rolled my chair off to the side so we could see from the bed. As the monitor came to life she clicked off the lamp and the room darkened. I fired up Netflix again and put on “The Office.” It was good, mindless sitcom background noise; perfect for what I thought might take place when I joined her in my bed.

When I turned around to get in bed, I was blasted in the face with something cotton. I reflexively grabbed the offending item, my sister giggling at having startled me. It was her pajama bottoms. Unless Anna was wearing underwear, which I’m pretty sure she wasn’t, she was now naked in my bed.

I dropped them on the floor, pulled my shirt over my head and shucked my pants down in record time. She giggled again at my eagerness and lifted my side of the covers back so I could join her.

As I slid in next to her, our naked skin collided. She was so warm and smooth against my hairy legs; she felt amazing. I tossed the covers over me and scooted in until I was pressed against her, running my hands from as far down her legs as I could reach up to her perfect C-cups, confirming she was indeed as naked as I.

She cooed at the sensation, enjoying what was, most likely, her first time being completely naked with a man. She put one leg over mine and leaned her face into my chest, pressing her nose into me. She wrapped her arm around me and held me close, breathing in the scent of my body wash.

“Mmm…sometimes I use your soap in the shower just cause I like how you smell,” she told me. I smiled knowingly; I did the same thing with hers.

“Sometimes I use your shaving gel because it smells like you,” I told her, reciprocating her admission. We’d clearly been into each other for longer than we realized, or admitted to ourselves.

While the loving embrace was nice and everything, this little minx had been teasing me for hours, and I intended to do something about it. She gave a pout as I pushed her off me, which I quickly interrupted with a kiss. I pressed my forehead against hers and said, “You’ve had me on edge for hours, and now you’re naked in my bed. Either you’re finishing what you started or I’ll do it myself.”

She smiled at my aggressive attitude, and rolled on top of me. “Oh yea?” she asked coyly.

“Damn right,” I replied, sighing with the ikitelli escort feel of her warm skin straddling me. Hers was only the second body I’d had on top of me like this; not counting Lindsay and the prom party fiasco. I ran my hands across her skin, down her legs, and up her ribs, touching her hardened nipples with my fingers. I rolled them between my index and middle fingers, pulling ever so slightly. She moaned at the contact, and I alternated this action with cupping them in my palms.

She took my cock in her hand and laid it on my belly before settling down on top of it, splitting her labia open around the shaft. I looked down and in the dim light could see about an inch of my hardness peeking out from her folds. Her fluids seeped out and around my erection, her natural lubricant generously coating me.

She moaned softly, placing her hands on my chest, and slid herself along my shaft. “Ohhh, D…”

I placed my hands on her hips, feeling the little nubs of her pelvis. I used them to guide her up and down as she slid back and forth. As she rocked back and forth, grinding her clit against the soft underside of my shaft, we both became lost in the pleasure. She was essentially masturbating herself with my cock, not ready to go all the way just yet. I was fine with letting her be in control. If she really wanted to, she could have; I wasn’t going to force the issue. What she was doing was just as pleasurable for me as it appeared to be for her. It felt like something between a handjob and a blowjob, and the realization that my cock was being pleasured by my sister’s pussy was the catalyst for my orgasm.

“Anna…babe…I’m nearly there,” I told her, maintaining my tradition of announcing my intent. She groaned and increased the pressure on her up-slide. She wrapped her hand around the tip of my cock, pulling it up against her pussy and rubbed the frenulum with her thumb, it was a delightful sensation and my come shot out, coating her fingers. I leaned up to her, kissing her as she kept up her motion, ceasing when I finally collapsed back onto my pillow.

I watched as she lifted her hand in front of her, looking at the dense coating I’d given her fingers in the light of the monitor. She brought them to her mouth and slowly licked each one clean, knowing I was watching her. Remembering her outburst today with Beth, I wondered what the fascination with my come was all about. I wasn’t sure if it was a topic she’d want to discuss, or if I should just leave it alone; but it sure was hot.

“You didn’t get to come, sweetie,” I said, realizing as much.

“That’s ok. You can make it up to me tomorrow,” she said, slumping down next to me, pulling the covers over us.

She snuggled up to me, resting her head on my chest, as we watched “The Office” until we both fell asleep.

*******

I woke the next morning to the delightful sensation of her warm naked butt pressed into me, her hand grasping my morning wood between her legs.

“Morning,” she said feeling me stir.

“Hi,” I replied, still in a fog.

“You were poking me with this, and it woke me up when it almost went inside me. You’re a horn dog in your sleep…must have been a good dream.”

The prospect of being inside of her turned me on immensely. I wondered if and when that could become a reality. She let go and rolled over to face me.

“Wanna shower with me?” she asked.

“Sure, let me pee first,” I answered.

“K.”

I extricated myself from my bed and went to walk to the bathroom when I noticed my door was open. I closed that, didn’t I?

“Anna, did you leave the room at all?” I asked her.

“No. Why?”

“I’m 99.9% sure I closed it when I came in behind you last night. It’s open now and since neither of us sleepwalks, that means someone had to have opened it. Which most likely means one or both of our parents saw us together. Normally, I wouldn’t care since we’ve done this since we were like 5, but last night was a bit different…” I leaned against the wall, blank faced; that feeling you get when you know you might be in trouble settling in my gut.

“Yea…or maybe you just didn’t shut it all the way. If it was them, and they didn’t wake us up to scream at us, they must not have realized we were naked. Don’t be such a worrywart. Today is naked day, don’t spoil it,” she said, walking past me to go to her room. “Hurry up and pee so you can wash me,” she said, playfully.

I complied, shaking off my thoughts of being found out. If they had realized we were naked, surely they would have woken us up to berate us about it. The scenario I decided upon was that my Dad went to make sure she hadn’t snuck out sometime in the night, and had peeked in my room when she wasn’t in hers.

It took a minute for my erection to subside enough that I could urinate. The panic I’d felt from thinking we’d gotten caught helped a little, enough that I could complete my task. I flushed, and started the shower, prompting Anna to enter the bathroom, still gloriously naked. I was finally seeing all of her in full lighting and she was perfect. Her blonde hair cascaded messily down her sun kissed skin, her nipples stood out on her perky, young breasts, hardened by the chilly air conditioning. Her ass proportionate to her bust, giving a sort of balance to her form, and her landing strip accentuated her otherwise hairless body.

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In a hotel room in seaside town in front of the beach. it’s windy and cold outside and no one is walking. The sea is agitated and strong.

I take you to the big window facing the sea and move behind you and I put your hands pressing against the window.

from behind I start to take your skirt and then your panties. I start licking your ass and reaching with my hands from between your legs and start playing with your clit.

You lean your ass backwards so that I have more access to your wet pussy. I slide in front of you and I take your pussy inside my mouth and start licking and sucking your wet pussy juices…

I’m licking your sweet pussy slowly… sometimes using just the tip of my tongue and other times I take your entire pussy in my mouth and suck it while tasting your juices in my mouth. I start licking your pussy like I’m doing a french kiss and pretending your clit is your tong.

I take one finger is your pussy and start rubbing from inside and pulling your pussy towards my mouth. I start moving up with my mouth but I leave my curious finger inside your pussy. I’m licking your belly and playing with your bellybutton. I go up and I reach your lovely breasts. I take my finger from your pussy and I hold your breasts in my hands I put my head in the middle, turning to one side and the other, licking and kissing. A blow a small breeze of air in your nipples and they get really hard from this. While playing fulya escort with your breasts I start rubbing your pussy by putting my leg in the middle of your legs and moving it against you pussy.

I move even higher and start kissing your neck, playing with your ears with my tongue and finally I reach your lips and kiss you holding you tightly against my body.

With our bodies together you start feeling my penis getting more and more erect. I start moving you the edge of the bed and I move you down and you sit in the bed, while we continue kissing. I lean you backwards until you are laying on the bed. You feel my body pressing more against you now that I’m on top of you. I reach for my penis and I take with one hand and I start rubbing the head of my penis against your pussy, moving up and down between your pussy lips. with that movement I open more and more your pussy while I’m getting your juices in my penis so that it would slide better. I finally take my penis totally inside your pussy in one movement. You open your mouth taking air when my penis gets inside you.

I let my penis stay inside you without any movement, just feeling your pussy wrapped around my penis. I start moving it slowly and with short movements while I resume kissing you.

now I start moving a bit more faster and I stop kissing you to look at your eyes and your face while my penis is going inside and out your slipery gebze escort and wet pussy.

I hold you and without removing my penis I turn you around some that now you are on top of me. You start back and forward and your clit is grinding against my body while my penis is sliding in and out of your pussy. You put your arms on my shoulders and I look into your eyes showing the pleasure in my face. I look down to see that wonderful scene that is happening before my eyes. You lift your back in order to be sitting on top of me and you continue sliding in and out just by moving your hip in and out.

I hold your arms and I lift myself by pushing forward and at the same time you go down until you are laying with you back on the bed. I miss the taste of your lips and kiss you now that your mouth is close you mine again. I start to move inside and out, slowly and with short movements while I enjoy kissing you and exploring your body with my hands. I say move lower to your neck and I start to kiss it and lick it. licking under the ears and also sucking the ears like they were nipples.

I go even lower reaching your breasts and playing with them, licking and sucking.

Then I go quickly down and down, without removing my tongue from your body, until I reach your pussy. I say “hello” to your clit and I start twisting my tongue around it and then going lower to your pussy lips, where some gültepe escort tasty juices are waiting for me.

I pull you to the edge of the bed and now I’m sitting on the floor and licking your pussy.

I pull your legs higher, holding them at the knees and I start licking your anus. I push the legs a bit more and the anus becomes more accessible.

After a while I turn you around, with your belly on the bed and your knees on the floor and I insert my penis again in to you very slipery pussy. I start going faster inside and out, pushing forward and entering you deeply. after being pinning down against the edge of the bed for a while, I raise you from the floor and you put your knees in the bed, while I’m standing up on the floor. I continue to enter you in a long and fast rhythm but know I can take your hip and pull it against me when going forward and then pushing it out again.

Your breasts are moving back and forward with the movement of your body crashing continuously and against mine.

Things are starting to get really hot, ready to explode! I turn you around and I climb to the bed and I take your legs and I hold them on top of my shoulders. I reinsert my penis in you and this time it slides in so fast like it was sucked inside. I’m looking at your face, full of sweat and pleasure and I have my hands on your thighs, keeping your legs together while I’m going inside you long and hard… almost ready to burst. You start having a violent orgasm quickly followed by me and everything finishes in a big finalie like the final moments of a symphony. I ease myself between your legs and I kiss you and hug you, relaxing beside you.

After a while I propose we take a bath together…

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This story is true. I hope you like it.

*

I was falling for her. I really was. Stephanie and I had become inseparable in the previous two or three months and it had really made it a great summer. We met at a college party in upstate New York, both of us had been drinking pretty heavily and I overheard her speaking Spanish. I had taken some Spanish in high school and now in college so I chimed in. Her boyfriend didn’t like it too much when we started carrying on a conversation, but I really didn’t care, in fact, I didn’t like him and really would not have minded a chance to whip his scrawny ass.

A week or two later Stephanie and I met up and I had to talk to her again. This time it was at a country bar, Bullwinkle’s, and we danced a couple of times. After dancing, I bought her a beer and we began to talk. What a great girl, we were really hitting it off. She told me that she had broken up with her boyfriend and I immediately said “Really, that’s great!” She looked at me kind of funny and I honestly told her “I hope you don’t mind me saying that, but you breaking up means that I might have a chance with you. Honestly, I think you might be out of my league, so I understand if you’re not interested”.

Stephanie was hot; she had a body that seemed to be made of stone. I later learned that she was an aerobics instructor and played tennis on the college team — that explained her being in such great shape. She was also VERY pretty. Her dad was Hispanic and her mom was white — it made for an exceptionally nice complexion combined with stunning features — I have to admit I was smitten.

“Really?” she said. “You think I am out of your league?”

“Yeah, I do.”

“Well” she said “I thought you wouldn’t be interested in me — it turns out we were both wrong.” I was taken aback “Wow, she likes ME?” I thought. I wound up taking her home that night. I am kind of old fashioned I guess with conservative roots, so I kissed her good night after making plans to meet up with her the next day.

We immediately began to start seeing each other daily. After a couple of weeks of dating, I and a bunch of close friends who all lived near each other in an apartment complex threw a big party. It was your typical college party: lots of kegs, lots of people, and a GREAT time for everybody. Steph and I hung out with bostancı escort each other and our friends that night and when it was shutting down, we went inside my apartment. We had made out before — just French kissing, but with the combination of more alcohol than normal and our growing attraction to each other, we found ourselves in my bedroom. She was obviously horny (not that I wasn’t) and our heavy breathing and making out just naturally led to our clothes being removed.

There was just enough light to make out her form as she took off her loose fitting shirt and blue-jean shorts. We were standing together still kissing and beginning to fondle each other when I made the best move I have ever made — I still look back on this moment as one that I am extremely proud of.

I told her to lie down on the bed and I remained standing. I told her “I hope you don’t mind this, but I have got to see you.” And I turned on the light.

She had a penis!!!

Just kidding….

She was exquisite. I can still see her in my mind today and it has been nearly fifteen years. Her matching bra and panties — a satin, dark red, floral print, her beautifully toned muscles, well shaped boobs and perfectly natural complexion were incredible.

“This” I said “is why I thought you were out of my league.” I could tell she was slightly embarrassed, so I continued “You are a beautiful, sexy woman.” I said “You are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen like this.”

“You really think so?” She asked.

“yes, absolutely!” I responded.

“You’re not bad yourself” she said

“Thanks — I’m glad you like what you see.”

I admit I didn’t look too bad. I was in shape from working in my family’s business dealing with large equipment and I spent a little time at the pool so I had a good tan.

With that, I turned the lights back off and hopped in bed with her, rocking the waterbed. We laughed and embraced each other; both looking forward to what we knew was going to be a special night. I kissed her tenderly as I lay on top of her, our hips grinding together. I was still in my underwear (boxer-briefs) and she in hers. I was plenty hard though and was rubbing my dick into her slit through the layers of underpants. She was a passionate woman, she was just 19 but she had a way çeliktepe escort about her that really made me feel that she knew what she was doing. She reached down and started to touch my cock. She rubbed it gently and said “I like the way this feels.” I replied that I did not mind it myself. She laughed again and said “I guess you don’t.” Then she started to slide my underwear off, I slid onto my side to help her free my cock and she slid them all the way off my feet as she leaned up. I then reached for her bra and began to take it off. She gave me a little help and soon I was looking directly at her great tits. They were perfect — just the right size and shape. I could just make out her nipples that were erect with a small areola. I pulled her onto me, kissed her some more and worked my down to her tits. She was sitting on top of me with me kissing her tits, my cock pressed into her panties, smearing them with pre-come. We were really getting into each other. Breathing hard, touching, and feeling, she smelled wonderful (jasmine musk perfume still drives me crazy today). I reached behind her and felt her tight, smooth ass first through her panties, and then I put my hand underneath of them. I was squeezing her butt cheeks and began to slide my hand further underneath of her to get at her pussy. There is nothing sexier than a wet, willing pussy; and she was wet. I slid my middle finger through her slit, grazing her clit and coming back to her hole and then I began to slowly finger her. She was so wet and aroused I that I had to taste her. I pulled my finger out and brought it to my mouth that was still kissing her tits — she tasted great! (This being our first time together and me not knowing how “kinky” she might or might not be, I kept it pretty straight that night.) I then rolled her over on her back and slid her panties down her legs. She had a nicely trimmed bush and I could faintly smell her sex. I laid back on top of her and just as my cock was lined up to take the plunge, she said something that surprised me…

“Harold, I’m scared.”

“Really?” I said

Well, it’s just that it is our first time and, well, I don’t know what I am worried about.”

‘Steph, I really like you, and if you’re not ready, I understand.”

“It’s just that, well…”

She fell silent

She cihangir escort then reached around me with one hand and put it on my butt, she reached underneath and put the other hand on my cock, placed it between her pussy lips and pushed her hips up while pulling my butt down — I immediately slid halfway into her.

She purred “mmm, that’s nice.”

“So I guess you’re not scared anymore?”

“No, I’m fine. Sorry about that.”

I began to do her nice and slow. My cock is about 7 inches and I would pull most of the way out and slide back in slowly. She put both her hands on my butt and started to pull me into her a little faster till we had worked up a nice pace. I was in heaven, my cock in this beautiful girl, the bed rocking and both of us loving every second of it.

I learned a trick from an older woman I had dated, she told me to imagine I was her, and imagine what I would like to feel if I was a woman being fucked. It was difficult at first, but she said for me to make my dick “harder” while I fucked her to move more to and from her toes than to and from the ceiling (while in the missionary position anyway). I learned that although my cock was hard, I could force it to be just a little harder by ‘flexing” it. I also learned that as I moved into and out of her from the different angle, it really excited her and caused her to come more often than not — I think it puts more consistent pressure on the clit.

I began to do that to Steph, within no time she was starting to really enjoy it, her breathing got faster, she was really groping my butt hard and started to say “Harold, Harold, Harold, oh don’t stop, don’t stop, don’t stop! Yes, keep going, ungghh, unghhh yes!” she said as she came. I could feel her contractions on my dick and continued to pound away. Her pussy was so juicy I could feel it soaking my balls as they slapped her cheeks. She began to come down from her orgasm and told me that no one had ever done that for her before.

I said “you’ve never had an orgasm while doing it?”

“No, no one has ever given me an orgasm, period.”

“Well then, I feel pretty special.” I said as I began to start pumping again.

In just a minute or so, I felt that familiar sensation in my gut and started to really pump into her. “Where do you want it?” I asked “you’d better pull out.” She said. So I pulled out and shot it all between her legs and on the sheets underneath of her — talk about a HUGE puddle of juices in the bed. She went to the bathroom and cleaned up a bit and came back and slept the rest of the night with me.

*

More to come… And it gets worse.

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“Tim Donner? It’s so great to finally meet you!”

Anne Griffin eagerly shook my hand as she entered the Connor Cafe. She quickly put down her shopping bags and took a seat across from me. I couldn’t believe how gorgeous she was: thick, curly, shoulder-length light brown hair, flashing blue eyes, ivory-pale skin, a regal upturned nose.

“So, how are you doing?” she smiled.

“OK…was just sitting here thinking about a new story while I was waiting for you.”

“Let me guess-it’s about a cute Aussie girl who gets fucked by a black guy, right?”

“Well, I think you figured it out!”

We both laughed and ordered lunch; she ordered chicken tenders and lemonade while I ordered a cheeseburger and a Diet Coke. As we waited for lunch, Anne continued to talk, her hands fluttering beautifully as she spoke.

“I love how you write, and I love the fact that you actually respond to the feedback-so many of the writers don’t!”

“I know…I don’t know why that is.”

“I certainly wish I could write like you.”

“I’m sure you can!”

“Oh, come on, mate,” she replied. “You’re such a great writer.”

“Thanks. But seriously, folks in your country are so creative-I don’t think it would be hard for you at all.”

“Well, if I only had the time!”

I chuckled. “Well, if you ever want any advice, you know how to get a hold of me.”

Anne laughed. “So, can I ask you a question?”

“Sure.”

“How did you become so interested in Australian girls?”

“Well, I’ll tell you. When I was about ten years old, I saw this ad in the paper for a movie called ‘Sirens,’ with Elle MacPherson.”

“Right.”

“The ad just showed her in a river, totally nude-she was photographed from the back-and I thought it etiler bdsm escort was, like, absolutely beautiful.”

Anne smiled. “I can certainly see why. Well, I know we don’t all look like her-although there are a few girls in Melbourne who come close!”

“Yes, and you’re one of them!”

“Oh, I wish!” Anne replied, her white cheeks turning red.

“No, I’m serious. You look great. Are you really 41? You look, like, ten years younger!”

“Oh, thank you…yes, I am 41. I hope you don’t think that’s too old!”

“No, not at all!”

“Thanks!”

I took a sip of water.

“So, can I ask you a question?”

“Sure.”

“You said in your e-mail that you liked my stories because you were really into black men. How did that come about?”

“Well, when I was six, my dad took us to see ‘The Empire Strikes Back’-my dad was really into ‘Star Wars.’ That was the first one with Billy Dee Williams-“

“Lando Calrissian.”

“Yes. I saw him and-oh my God!-I

fell in love right there. I told all of my friends and everyone in my family that I was going to marry him and have babies with him!”

“Really! Wow.”

“Yes. Of course, they all thought I was crazy…although I have to say, you do kinda look like him!”

“Yeah, sure. Only thing we have in common is a mustache.”

Anne winked. “I’m not joking.”

Lunch finally arrived, and we continued to talk in between bites. It still hadn’t sunk in that this gorgeous Australian lady had actually read and enjoyed my stories; it was even more incredible that she was actually here in New York, sitting across the table from me and stroking my leg with her bare foot.

“So,” I asked, “when do you head back?”

“Monday,” etiler elit escort she replied. “This is the first time I’ve been in America since the divorce. So nice not to have to put up with an arsehole while I’m in your lovely country.”

I nodded. I knew how painful divorce could be, and what a relief it was when the proceedings were finally over.

“Have you ever thought of moving to America?”

“Yes, but I know I’d get homesick…I don’t know how these actors who come to your country deal with it. I guess you can say that Australia is the one thing I love more than black men!”

We both laughed and continued to talk. After lunch was over, Anne touched my hand.

“Can I ask you another question?”

“Sure.”

“I know you write all about Aussie girls…have you ever actually been with an Aussie girl?”

“Uh, no.”

She winked.

“Would you like to be?”

–

I tried desperately to hide my nervousness inside Anne’s hotel room. I couldn’t believe this was happening, and I was scared to death I’d disappoint her.

She kissed me and removed her white blouse, revealing a lacy black bra. She then removed her light-blue skirt, and my cock jumped at the contrast of her pale white thighs beneath her black panties.

She then removed my tie, unbuttoned my shirt and motioned for me to pull off my jacket. I stripped down to my T-shirt and boxers while she smiled eagerly.

She then took off her bra and panties, and my eyes delighted at the sight of her beautiful pale nude body. Her breasts were small but perfectly formed; a light-brown wisp of hair covered her pussy.

She motioned for me to remove my T-shirt, then smiled as she pulled down my etiler escort boxers. “My God, that’s a big black cock!” she exclaimed; I didn’t have the heart to tell her that I had seen much larger black cocks in the locker room gyms I shared in high school and college.

I took her pale white hand and led her to the bed, kissing every inch of her body; her cheeks, her neck, her shoulders, her nipples, her arms, her fingers, her stomach. I went down on her eagerly and almost came myself as I heard her gasp in orgasmic delight. I kissed her inner thighs, sucked her toes, kissed her lovely freckled pale back and whispered in her ear that she was the most beautiful lady I had ever met.

It was an absolute thrill being inside of her; I couldn’t get enough of her moaning as I pumped my cock into her pussy. I hadn’t anticipated that I would actually end up in bed with this beautiful lady, so I didn’t have any condoms on hand, and she mentioned nothing about pills. I thought of pulling out before I came, but I so wanted to come inside of her. My marriage had broken up in part because I wasn’t interested at the time in having kids, but right now, the thought of Anne being pregnant aroused me to the point of madness. I groaned that I was going to come, and feared that she would ask me to come on her face.

“Yes, yes!” she screamed. “Please come inside of me.”

–

We made love two more times before I left her hotel room, first fucking her in the shower, then moving back to the bed to fuck her tight, sweet pale ass. I didn’t want to leave, and I didn’t want her to leave the country, but I knew this series of moments wouldn’t last.

That Monday, she flew back to Melbourne. Several weeks later, she e-mailed me to say that she was indeed pregnant, and that she absolutely wanted to be a mum to my child. I was overjoyed.

I’m making plans to move to Melbourne now, to be with my sweet and beautiful Anne. I always thought that I could only bring black men and Australian women together in fiction. I never imagined that my words would become my reality.

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After the generally positive response to my last submission to Literotica, where I told you all about the first time my sister milked me, I have been thinking about the next chapter that I should tell you all about. This Saturday, I was alone in my bed (as I write this on Saturday afternoon, my sister is coming round this evening for a meal out in a local restaurant and some fucking after, obviously) so I had an opportunity to think about what to write. I came to the conclusion that I should tell you all about the first time we actually fucked. So here goes. I hope you enjoy it. It is a bit longer than my previous ones but I wanted to give the tale of our first fuck the justice I feel it deserves.

After that first wanking by my seductive sister, we carried on meeting for the next few weeks . This mainly entailed catching up on a Monday for lunch, both of us escaping from our offices for a quick meal. She stuck to her word and always turned up in stockings, suspenders and invariably a rather short skirt. With limited time, we would enjoy our meal (GBK, pizza express etc) and then quickly head to a stairwell in Canary Wharf (close to the DLR station) for a quick tease. My sister would stand on the step up from me and rub her stocking clad leg into my crotch, the pair of us kissing deeply. I could only take so much before we would have to break and go our separate ways and return to work, though I often left with a tale-tell damp spot on my suit from my pre-cum. We also continued to meet up on a Friday night. Now I know you are wondering why we didn’t go to the next incestuous level and actually fuck? Well, as I said in my last submission, I was going through a divorce and so would have been awkward for me to not return home of a night. Plus, handjobs were one thing. To actually move to fucking was a big step for both of us (don’t get me wrong, we both wanted it but knew the significance of what it would mean).

Finally we agreed that the best way to fulfil our desires was to go away for a weekend. By this time we had both realised that we loved my Sis showing off her stockings tops out in public. I loved the thrill of being with a woman showing so clearly that she was wearing sexy underwear. We thought to add extra spice by actually booking a weekend away as brother and sister and she suggested we book a weekend cookery course. This turned me on no end. We both love cooking and the idea of us having a weekend away with other people added an extra tease. We rang the cookery school and booked two rooms. I spoke to reception first to book my room and then told the young lady on the other end that I would pass the phone to my sister to book hers. I got a kick doing this as my other hand felt my sister’s stocking straps through her skirt. Having finally booked, we now just had to wait for the fateful weekend to arrive…

I sat in the coffee shop at the station, waiting for Sis to arrive. I didn’t know what she would be wearing but she did say I would love it. I only had a couple of more minutes waiting before Sis walked in. I exhaled involuntarily as she strutted towards me. On her feet was a brand new pair of white stilettos (I love patent high heels), her legs encased in black nylon, around her hips swayed a short white skirt, a belt cinched her waist whilst the look was complete with a white top. Bloody hell, she looked stunning, wearing all the things I loved. The white outfit contrasting with the dark stockings was just perfect in my eyes. Of course, I still had to check on the colour of her suspender belt but I would do that the first opportunity I got.

“Pick your jaw up, Bro! I guess you like?” She propped up her wheelie case and did a little pirouette. Her short skirt flared out and gave me a clear glimpse of the intricate pattern at the top of her stockings. She had excelled herself.

“I love it. You look magnificent. Want a coffee?”

“No, I checked the boards and we can get on the train. Besides, you’ve brought champagne…you did remember, right?”

I smiled. She had promised to wear a sexy new outfit if I brought the champagne for the train journey. “Of course.”

I gathered my stuff and deliberately dropped a couple of metres behind so as to let my sister lead the way to the platform. This afforded me the chance to admire just how daring she had been. Each step prompted that white skirt to sway, revealing those stocking tops. I suspected it wouldn’t take much to get those stockings a little lower so that I could glimpse the creamy flesh of my sister’s thighs above those stocking tops. I looked around and saw a few ogling glances from men, disapproving looks from women. I caught my sister up as we got to our platform. “We are near the back of the train.” I said.

We found our carriage and my sister lifted her case onto the train before stepping up. She is quite short and so took a big step. Bingo. I was treated to a little show of flesh. This really was going to be a great weekend and şişhane escort it really felt as though we were going away for a dirty weekend, albeit an incestuous one. We found our seats, I handed my sister the plastic bag with the champagne and two plastic glasses and put our luggage in the rack above our head.

We soon settled down and it wasn’t long before the train pulled away (on time!). Once the train was moving, I leaned in and whispered, “You really do look fantastic. I love the white skirt.”

“I bet you do!” She smirked before putting her hand behind my head and pulling it the last few inches so our lips met and we kissed hard. My hand instinctively went to her thigh, felt the smooth stocking and stroked upwards. My sister pulled away “Tut, tut, not yet!” She playfully slapped my hand away. Having teased me visually getting to the train, she now wanted to tease my physically. Well, we had all weekend, I could wait (in all honesty, the teasing only served to heighten my burgeoning arousal).

“Well let’s drink to our weekend.” I reached for the champagne, removed the foil and grabbed the cork. The carriage promptly rang with the pop of the cork and I filled both our glasses.

“A toast. To you and me having a very special weekend”. We both knew what the emphasis my sister put on the word ‘special’ meant. “I’ll drink to that,” then a little quieter, “my naughty sister.” We clinked glasses and drank. We continued to drink as the journey made its way to the South West of England. At every opportunity, my hand strayed thigh wards, always to be met with a “cheeky!”, “Easy!” or a “Tut, tut.” If there was one thing I had learnt since that first fateful pub encounter, it was that my Sis knew exactly how to tease me to the point of complete and utter distraction. I was already filled with lust and that was exactly her intention by wearing such an outfit and denying me the pleasure of feeling her flesh.

Once we arrived at the station, it was a simple matter to walk to the cab rank and get a taxi to the cookery school accommodation. As my sister strutted her stuff to the first available cab, I could almost sense the eyes of each of the cab drivers glued to the titillating sway of her white skirt. I doubt they often saw such provocative displays on a late summer’s afternoon. Sitting on the train for so long had definitely forced my sister’s stockings to slip and the lacy tops were on constant display. I loved the look and the attention she was getting. The taxi driver couldn’t wait to get out the car to help my sister with her case, though I think he made an error as I quickly imagined her in my mind bending over the boot of his car to put the case in the back and the view that would have afforded the whole rank. Still, he got an eyeful as he opened the side door and my sister slid into the back seat. Her skirt rose and sure enough, stocking top, suspender strap and white thigh were displayed. It wasn’t just her brother she was now teasing with this show!

We gave him the address and made small talk for the 15 minute cab ride before pulling into our destination. He practically sprinted round the car to open the door for my sister and his quick footedness was rewarded with another glimpse of the treasures she was wearing. I settled the bill but he hardly paid me any attention as he watched my sister walk towards the entrance of our residence for the next two nights. I quickly followed and arrived at the reception desk.

“Hi, we have a resevration. One room for Ms B***** and one room for Mr R*****. ” She told the receptionist, a young girl in her 20s.”We are here for the weekend cookery course.”

“Ah yes, of course. Ms B*****, you are in room 5, Mr R****, room 6. I presume this is your first time here?”

Before I could answer, my sister responded. “Yes, my brother and I have not been her before but are really looking forward to it. Isn’t that right bro?” My voice stuck in my throat momentarily. The champagne we drank on the train had obviously emboldened my sister as I had not expected her to refer so casually to our relationship. Here was my sister, dressed for a dirty weekend, casually giving voice to our secret. Well, the brother/sister bit, not the incestuous part. All I could muster was a croaked response. “That’s right.”

“Well, there is a welcome drinks and canapes session in forty five minutes down here. Your rooms are on the first floor, via either the lift or stairs over there.” She handed us our room cards with a smile.

Once again I let my sister lead the way and could only imagine what the receptionist was thinking if she was watching us go. As I joined my sister in the lift and the doors closed, I could finally give voice. “Bloody hell Sis, that was brazen!”

“Ha, don’t pretend you didn’t get a thrill? I know I did.”

I suddenly felt like a prude and laughed. If she was going to behave like this for the whole weekend, it was going şişli anal yapan escort to be very interesting. The lift made the short journey and the doors pinged open.

“What’s the plan?” I enquired.

“Well, I think you need to spend a little time alone thinking about what exactly we are going to be doing in only a few hours.” Her eyes twinkled in that mischievous way they often did when she was teasing me. “I’ll knock on your door in 40 mins.” And with that, she was off to her room. I could only stare in unabashed lust as she let herself into the room, blew me a kiss and closed the door. This was going to be the slowest 40 minutes of my life.

I let myself into the room and did the usual things one does. Left my case in the corner (I am man, I don’t bother unpacking), checked the bathroom and then put on the tv to see what channels there were. Though I knew the TV was on, I really didn’t take much in as all I could think of was my sister in the room next door. When she finally knocked on my door, I leapt off the bed and opened it. She had touched up her makeup but was otherwise unchanged.

“Let’s take the stairs.”

I pulled my door shut and saw that she had done something to her outfit. She had adjusted her stockings to a more modest level so the tops were no longer on wanton display.

“You pulled your stockings up.” I said, like a sulky teenager.

“Well, you’ll just have fun trying to get them lower again!”

We made our way to the meet and greet room, where we were introduced to our six fellow cookery schoolers, who were a mix of ages and sexes. In the middle of the room was a circular table with an assortment of nibbles. We were told to help ourselves and then we would do introductions. At one point during this little social event, my sister leaned over the table to select an item of food. I was stood opposite but a man, of similar age to me, was sat behind where she was leaning and his eyes practically popped out of his head. I knew exactly delights he must be viewing. Her skirt would have ridden up and I suspect he would have seen the complete ‘works’. I don’t know whether she did this intentionally but it turned me on, knowing he was seeing exactly what she was wearing for me, her own brother.

I’ll be honest and confess that I couldn’t really focus on the next hour and was relieved when the host said that we could all go and do our own things for the rest of the evening. We made our farewells and walked to the lift.

“Let’s take the stairs.” My sister suggested. I think she wanted one last chance to tease me. I followed her up the stairs and the view was fantastic. I quickly glanced behind me, saw there were no witnesses and ran my hand up her skirt. It cupped her arse cheek as she climbed the stairs and it felt so cool and smooth to my touch.

“Let’s go to your room.” I was not going to argue and opened the door to my room and let us in. The door was barely shut before we grabbed each other and kissed hard. I’d been wanting to kiss her since we’d left the train and at long last I could. She backed up against the door and as we kissed, my hands fully explored her body. With all the teasing and build up to this moment, my cock felt rock hard in my trousers. We broke contact as I pulled off my shoes and started to undo my trousers. Simultaneously, my sister pulled down her skirt so that she could easily step out of it. Quick as a flash, she removed her top and there she was, stood in front of me, in all her glory. That curvy body clad in black bra, suspender belt and black nylon, the high heels she had kept on accentuating her legs. As I struggled to undo my shirt buttons, she stepped forward.

“Let me help you silly.” Her hands, with those immaculate red nails, hooked into my trunks. Before easing them down my legs, she crouched down and kissed the pronounced bulge within. She knew how turned on I was and finally eased the trunks over my cock, allowing it to spring free at last. She looked up at me, a hint of a smile on her lips and slowly took my cock head into her mouth, looking at me the whole time.

“Oh Sis.” My hands reached for her head and ran my hands through her hair as she took more of me into that sweet mouth. The pleasure was divine (well sinful!) and my legs began to shake with the sheer pleasure. She let my cock slide in and out a few times, taking it a little deeper each time. I could feel the seed in my balls beginning to ‘boil’. Giving a little slap on my bare behind, she withdrew my cock and giggled with unabashed pleasure. Here I was at last. Stood stark naked in front of my sister, her dressed to please. The handjobs and teasing of the last few weeks had changed my life but we were finally in a position to feed both of our darkest desires.

She pushed me back towards the bed until I felt it against my calves. One last push and I was forced to sit down on it. She took my face in her hands şişli bdsm escort and leant over to kiss me, simultaneously moving her legs to either side of mine. I felt a jolt of pleasure as the coolness of the nylons rubbed against my thighs. With my cock pointing upwards, my sister placed first one knee and then other onto the bed, straddling my legs, her pussy inches from my cock. I felt her hand take my cock and position it ready for what we were about to do. She slowly lowered herself and for the first time, my cock touched her bare pussy. It felt so natural to me and we both gasped as, with only a moment’s hesitation, she lowered herself further and my cock slid so easily into her wet cunt. The sexual pleasure I felt was nothing I’d ever experienced before. I felt as though I was ready to explode with desire and I let out an involuntary grunt as my sister finally bottomed out and I was fully encased in her cunt. We sat there stock still, both of us savouring the moment.

Inevitably, the wanton desire overtook both of us and we began to slowly fuck. My sister raising herself up, almost letting me withdraw before sliding back down again and welcoming me fully back inside. Our rhythm increased in intensity until my sister was raising herself up and then dropping back down on my cock like a stone. The room was filled with the unmistakable sound of skin slapping against skin. It was like a perfect dream, my sister fucking me with an intensity that was driving us close to the edge. To regain control, my sister suddenly stopped, my cock sunk as deep as it could go. Through her panting she said. “This feels so good Bro.” I could only nod my head in agreement. The sensation of the pair of us being joined as one, in that moment, was perfect. We kissed, savouring the taste and feel of each other, each getting our breath back, silent with our own thoughts. All I could think of was that here I was, my cock complete sheathed by my sister’s pussy. My completely bare cock.

Christ. My bare cock! The realisation hit me that I wasn’t wearing any protection and I had no idea if my sister was using contraceptive. It might seem weird but we had never actually discussed the ins and outs of safe sex.

“I’m not wearing a condom.” I said, the master of the bloody obvious.

“And I am not on the pill. Naughty, isn’t it?”

Before I had time to think of a response, she fell to the side on the bed, taking me with her, rolling me, until I was now on top. Her stocking clad legs hooked round mine, her hands grabbing my bum.

“Now you fuck me Bro.”

It was a command I was in no mood to resist and I started fucking my sister, driving my cock into her. We both started to grunt as each of us enjoyed the released lust of our rutting. I began to speed up, knowing full well that I was soon approaching that point of no return. I think my sister felt it to, as her legs gripped me ever more firmly. One of my hands grabbed her thigh, squeezing it before forcing its way into her stocking top. One of her suspender straps pinged loose as we became more frenzied in our incestuous mating. If anyone walked past my room now and stopped to listen, there would be no mistaking the act that was taking place behind the closed door. That thought drove me to the very edge and I paused momentarily.

“Should I pull out?” I half croaked.

“Don’t you dare pull out, Bro. EVER!” She knew just the right thing to say and the enormity of what I was about to do was too much and I could feel my orgasm racing to the surface.

“Look me in the eyes as you cum Bro. I want us both to know exactly what we are doing.”

And with that, I looked into those eyes I had known all my life and came with an intensity I could barely contain. I tried to muffle my shout as I felt my cock explode, my baby batter pumping deep into my sister. All the day’s teasing by my sister had filled me with seed and I was now returning the compliment and pumping her full of my hot juice

“I can feel it Bro. So fucking hot. So much of it.” I emptied the last of my cum into her belly until I finally felt my cock begin to shrink. Not wanting to separate, my sister pulled me close and I gently lowered myself onto her so we could cuddle like lovers

As the last of my cum dribbled from my cock to complete the creampie, I realised she hadn’t orgasmed. I felt guilty that I was the only one that had truly reached the heights of pleasure. “You didn’t cum Sis”

She released a joyous laugh and I knew then that she’d ‘forgiven’me. “Well, you better recover quickly and put that right!” I kissed her. I had every intention of making sure my sister would enjoy her orgasm and I knew that in the coming weeks and months, we would truly get to know each other’s bodies…

Well, I did warn you at the start this was a longer read but I hope you stayed with me till the end and got at least some idea of the pleasure my sister and I gave to each other that weekend. At the time, I never really considered that the weeks and months would turn into years and yes, we still get the same thrill out of our fucking as we did that first time. As always, please leave a comment if you enjoyed the details of our first time and I will be motivated to regale you with another one of my incestuous memories.

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