David’s Visit to the Doctor

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This is my first story here, so any constructive criticism is welcome. All characters and events are fake. I hope you enjoy!

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Ted is a standard practice doctor at the local hospital. He sees dozens of patients a day, including beautiful people, and ugly people. It’s always a good day when he gets someone who is in fact very attractive and has a problem that requires removal of clothes (for obvious reasons). I should also mention that Ted is strongly bisexual, he’ll fuck anything that walks, as long as they’re attractive.

So one Tuesday afternoon this really cute guy comes in. He’s in his mid thirties, and obviously kept up with his exercise because he was in great shape. His name was David, and he was having stomach issues.

“So what seems to be the problem?” Ted asked.

David responded, “I don’t really know, my stomach has been hurting for the past few days, and nothing seems to make it better”

“Have you tried taking any medicine?”

“Yeah, any over the counter stuff I’ve tried, but my stomach still hurts.”

“Have you been normal?”

“Well I haven’t pooped very much because I haven’t been eating due to my stomach hurting.”

“Makes sense. I’m just going to check a few things around your body, and then we’ll take it from there.”

Ted moved forward and checked David’s heart rate and other standard things. Everything seemed to be fine.

“Have you eaten anything out of the ordinary?” Ted asked.

“No, I live a pretty healthy lifestyle, I eat well and exercise most days.” David responded.

“Alright, well since everything normal seems to be fine, I’m going to have to check the back door to make sure there isn’t anything wrong back there.”

“Um, alright” David hesitated, he’d never gotten a prostate exam or anything put up his butt, things only ever came out.

“So just stand up and take your clothes off and we’ll get started.”

Ted was casino şirketleri so excited right now, he was hard as a rock underneath his lab coat. Here’s this cute guy, he’s about to get naked, and Ted get’s to shove his finger up his ass. This was turning out to be a very good day.

“Do I have to take all of my clothes off?” David asked.

“Yes, I don’t want your shirt to hang down and get in the way, plus I need to see your stomach.” Ted responded. His imagination started to run wild, he might be able to work in his favor.

“Oh ok, I’ll have you know I’ve never done anything like this before.”

“Oh it’s fine, I do prostate exams all the time, you’re in good hands.” Ted said comfortingly.

So David stood up and began to take his t-shirt off. Ted got even harder when he saw how muscular David was, he had an awesome six pack and defined muscle every where. The David hesitated before he pulled down his shorts and underwear in one swoop. It wasn’t super erotic, but Ted was still horny as ever.

“Alright, just go ahead and put your hands on the table and put your butt out to me. You’ll feel some slight discomfort, but that’s totally normal.” As he was saying this Ted couldn’t help but fantasize about shoving his hard dick right in David’s ass. But he knew even if he wanted that, he couldn’t just do it. So Ted hatched a plan, David had never had an exam before, so he wouldn’t know what to expect.

Ted reached for his gloves and some lube, he applied the lube to David’s asshole, rubbing it in very slowly. He then put his index finger right on David’s entrance, then he applied slight pressure and slowly drove his finger in. David let out a moan.

“I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean for that to happen” David said, feeling ashamed he just moaned at his doctor putting his finger in his ass.

“It’s totally fine, happens all the time,” Ted responded, “There doesn’t seem to be anything wrong with your casino firmaları prostate, so I’m gonna have to dig around a little and try to find the problem, so don’t be alarmed if this takes longer than you might expect.”

“Oh, alright,” David said, “I trust you”

Those fatal words helped Ted’s plan perfectly. Ted then pulled his finger out and put more lube on it, then he put two fingers into David’s ass, trying to stretch it out and get it ready for his dick. He moved his fingers in and out slowly, looking at David, making sure he wasn’t getting suspicious. Then he pulled out and put three fingers in, that was a challenge, and David moaned in pain from being stretched out so much.

“Sorry about that, just need to open you up to see inside,” Ted told David to comfort him.

Ted then pulled his rock hard dick out of his pants, he also threw his jacket away so it wouldn’t hit David. Ted poured a lot of lube on his dick, getting it nice and ready. Then he positioned his dick right at the entrance to David’s asshole, and he slowly started pushing it in.

“Oh my god! He is so fucking tight, this is fucking amazing!” Ted thought to himself as he shoved his dick farther into David’s ass. David never once looked back to see what was happening. He just let it happen, unaware his own doctor was fucking him!

Ted started thrusting in and out, he thought for sure David would look back to see why he was going in and out instead of just staying in. But he never did. So Ted just kept fucking, he even put his hand on David’s hip to get better control. He never let his body touch, just his dick, nice and slow. Then the most amazing this happened. David starting moaning in pleasure.

“This might be really awkward, but that feels really good. I get why some guys like it up the butt now” David said jokingly, still having no clue he’s getting fucked as he says that.

Then Ted does something that should give güvenilir casino away what he’s doing, but he thinks this will play out in his favor. He puts his right hand on David’s other hip and buries his dick as far as it will go. His body is touching David’s at this point, and he just leaves it there to let David figure it out.

David turns his head slowly in realization, looking back to see his doctor holding his hips with his dick buried in his ass.

“Holy fuck! What the fuck are you doing?!?!” David yelled.

“Don’t worry, I’m a doctor and this will make you feel better!” As he said this, Ted starting fucking David for real now. Really going at it, and making loud clapping noises as their bodies met.

David felt too much pleasure to even tell him to stop, he just started moaning and closed his eyes. This put Ted over the top, he immediately went as fast as he could go. Fucking the shit out of David’s ass. He could feel he was close to cumming.

“I’m gonna cum in your slut ass, and you’re gonna take it all” He told David as he was getting closer.

“Yes! Give it to me! Make me your bitch!” David yelled back.

Ted immediately blew his load as deep as it would go, in David’s ass. He kept fucking for a few more pumps, but his dick started to get soft after all the fucking.

“Oh my god that was amazing!” David said in ecstasy.

“Get on your knees and lick this cum off of my dick you slut,” Ted told David.

David dropped to his knees and spun around to face his doctor. He grabbed his dick and shoved it all the way in his mouth, as far as it would go. He was sucking and licking every last drop of cum, with a mixture of Ted’s cum and his ass filling his mouth. He licked up and down Ted’s shaft, getting every last drop of flavor from their session. After about two minutes Ted was soft and had had enough.

“Alright, that’s enough cumdumpster” Ted assigned his new bitch a name. David frowned at him, wanting more.

“I’m not sure what the problem seems to be quite yet, so I’m going to have to see you a few more times this week to asses it properly” Ted said to David with a smile. He knew this was going to be fun.

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Aunt Raven: The Story Of Jenny Ch. 02

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Hey everybody, it’s me, Larry. This is kind of a milestone story. Even though some stories are in parts, this is my 100th. one. Hot damn! It seems like just a few days ago I sat waiting like a little kid at Christmas for my first on to be posted on Literotica, now look.

My first ones kinda sucked, some jerks say they still do, but hell with them, right! One person (a supposed good writer and editor on here) told me to stop wasting my time, she sucks anyhow. When I get such wonderful comments and emails from great people, I don’t even care about those assholes.

So, the word of the day is, keep trying your best, and never give up!

Go read the first two parts before you read this!!!!

‘Jen!’ Carl said giving his sister a little shake, trying to break her from daydreaming. ‘Are you ok?’ he asked sitting down next to her.

Jen snapped from her thoughts of the past and looked up to Carl. ‘I’m fine. I was just thinking,’ she said forcing a smile.

‘It looked like you were a million miles away,’ he laughed as a dazed look covered her aging face. ‘What were you thinking about?’ Carl asked with a smile, wondering what she’d been thinking about.

She just smiled; knowing her next words to Carl was something they agreed not to talk of again. ‘When mom died,’ she whispered and had to smile at him. ‘I haven’t forgotten.’ Jen said giving him a sly look.

‘I thought we weren’t going to bring that up?’ Carl said hoping nobody would come into the room until they finished talking.

‘Fuck it!’ she smiled thinking of all the things they’d done together and how hard she’d just slapped her son for fucking Raven. ‘I just lost my son for the same thing we did,’ she said as tears began to run from her eyes and down her face.

‘I know,’ he replied caressing her back. ‘You really need to apologize. Tim is a good kid and…’ Carl added thinking of how beautiful Raven was. ‘I would have done the very same thing if I was in his shoes,’ he said with a smile, thinking of the things that he and Jen did as kids. ‘We did the same thing.’

She just gave him a little slap on his leg and smiled. ‘Yes we did,’ she smiled at Carl, remembering how big and hard he always got for her. ‘Does your wife suck you as good as I used to?’ she asked with a smile, sliding her hand up his leg, until felt him growing under her hand.

‘What do you think?’ Carl replied, remembering just how wonderful Jenny always sucked him. ‘I don’t think I’ll ever get it as good as you did,’ he smiled running his hand up under her skirt, wondering if his sister would be interested in reliving the past.

‘Silly man! How dare you touch me like that,’ she laughed as a forgotten fire started building between her legs. ‘I never found a man that was ever your size and it really sucked.’ Jenny said thinking of how his big, thick cock was and how great it felt. ‘Does she like it?’ she asked, wondering if Carl’s wife loved his cock as much as she did.

‘I can’t fuck her the way your nasty ass liked it, but I learned to live with it,’ he replied thinking how Jenny always loved him fucking her as hard and as deep as he could.

‘Poor, little baby,’ she teased in a motherly voice, thinking of how hard Carl would cum for her. ‘I bet it really missed me.’ Jenny giggled as she squeezed his cock as hard as she could.

‘Missed?’ he laughed hoping nobody heard him. ‘When you went to college and I joined the Marines, I thought that I was going to die!’ Carl said thinking of how badly he’d missed Jenny and all the worthless women he’d been with, hoping that just one would be as half as good as Jenny.

Jenny couldn’t help but laughing at Carl. ‘I know. It was a total bitch!’ she said thinking of all the guys that she’d went through, hoping she’d find one with a cock as big as his or Daddy’s, but she never did and settled for her husband.

‘I know who I’ll be thinking of the next time she lets me fuck her.’ Carl smiled hoping his wife would be in the mood to fuck later that night, if so, he’d be thinking of Jenny.

Jenny smiled bigger than ever as Carl’s words filled her ears, wishing that she’d be under him instead of his cold wife. ‘And, who might that be?’ she asked knowing who, but Jenny wanted to tease her brother.

‘You’re still nothing but a cock teaser,’ he smiled moving his hand up her thigh, to her pussy. ‘Damn! Is someone getting horny?’ Carl whispered as his fingers slowly slid over her panties and was quickly covered with her warm juices.

‘What do you think, fucker?’ Jenny moaned spreading her legs, wishing that they were alone. ‘I wish we could go back to that summer so bad,’ she moaned again and was so glad that Raven threw up all over herself and Tim or she and Carl would never be having this wonderful conversation.

‘It would be fun,’ he smiled as his fingers ran the length of Jenny’s excited pussy, enjoying her soft moaning and the feel of touching her again after so many years. ‘How many times do you think we did it?’ Carl asked as he tried to remember, but casino şirketleri they fucked each other like two little rabbits and there was no way to count.

‘Who knows,’ she laughed as visions of a few places they fucked drifted into her mind. ‘I loved doing it down by the river the best,’ she smiled, having a good idea that’s where Tim and Raven did it. ‘Do you think Daddy was a good man?’ Jenny asked Carl, wondering what he thought of their father and if he had any clue of what happened between them.

‘Yes! Why did you ask something so dumb?’ Carl asked pulling his hand from under Jenny’s skirt. ‘I know something happened with you two, but I was never sure what. One day you’re at home and the next day you’re going to college,’ he added remembering how bad it hurt when Jenny left home. ‘Did he fuck you too?’ Carl asked, wondering what her answer would be or if she would even tell him.

She just laughed as she gave him a loving caress on his back. ‘That’s a long story brother,’ she laughed again as her mind slipped back to that summer so very long ago.

*.

Jenny sat tapping her foot, wondering where Daddy was, when she saw him walk from the elevator with Patti. ‘Why is she here?’ Jenny thought, watching Daddy smiling at Patti. ‘Where you been, Daddy? Mom’s been asking for you all morning,’ she said in a hateful voice as she glared at Patti. ‘He best not have done her!’ Jenny thought, wondering if Daddy fucked her.

‘I was helping Patti move. I bought her the house just up the road from the mill,’ he replied, giving Patti a warm smile. ‘Where’s your brother and sister?’ he asked, wishing he could slap Jenny for being so smart with him.

‘He took her for a walk. She’s been driving us crazy all morning. She needed to go home, but we didn’t think it would be right leaving mom all alone.’ Jenny added in the same hateful voice as before, not caring if Daddy got mad at her or not. He had o business being with Patti, when mom was on her last breath of air.

John looked at Jenny and knew he had to stop this right now. He grabbed her arm; dragging her down the long hall into a small closet. ‘Listen up little girl! I will not hesitate to slap the shit out of you!’ he said through his teeth looking at Jenny. ‘Do not ever talk to me like that again. I bought that house for Patti because,’ he paused to take a breath before going on, wondering if he should just go ahead and slap her. ‘If it hadn’t been for her, the mill would have closed and I’d lost the contract for the bridge,’ he added with anger rushing through his body.

‘You don’t have to be so fucking mean,’ she snapped and was suddenly against the wall with Daddy smashed to her.

‘I will slap you girl and not think a thing about it! Do you even realize what it would have meant if that contract didn’t get filled on time?’ he asked pushing against his daughter, feeling his cock growing.

Jenny was scared as Daddy shoved her so hard and she felt him growing. ‘No,’ she replied with fear. She’d only seen him this mad two times and one was the night he slapped her ass and the other was at the mill when some guy tried hitting Patti.

‘We would have lost the mill and,’ he paused looking into her frightened eyes, wondering why his cock was growing out of control. ‘The house we love so much,’ he added and couldn’t help but enjoying the feel of his young daughter against him.

‘I’m sorry, Daddy,’ she leaned to him and took a big chance. She kissed him just like they had on the front porch, deep, with lots of tongue. ‘I was worried about too. You were a mess last night and it scared me that you were gone so long,’ she whispered kissing him again and she felt his big, strong hands going under her thin shirt, to her excited breasts. ‘Daddy!’ she softly moaned as his fingers gently rolled her nipples, sending waves of need flooding her body.

He couldn’t resist, even though he had Patti an hour ago. Jenny was a hot-blooded girl that needed to be fucked. ‘You drive me fucking crazy,’ he moaning thrusting hips to hers and began grinding against her. ‘I need to fuck my baby girl,’ he moaned again, thinking of being deep in her tight virgin pussy, giving her the satisfaction she craved.

‘Yes you do.’ Jenny smiled, wishing they were at home. ‘Will you ‘please’ do it tonight?’ she begged him with need as waves of lust covered her young body, giving Jenny the feeling she was close to cuming. ‘I could cum so easy,’ she whispered as Daddy kept pushing his stiff cock against her eager pussy. It needed Daddy’s big, hard cock to stop that awful burning that hunted her day and night.

‘I want you to tell Patti you’re sorry for being so rude and tonight,’ he grabbed her tight ass, shoved her to his rock hard cock. ‘I’m fucking you!’ he growled in her ear, enjoying a low moan of lust coming from someplace deep inside her.

‘Oh yes! I need it so bad, Daddy,’ she whimpered thinking of him on her, with his big, hard cock rammed up her tight pussy, making her his new wife, his bitch or anything that Daddy wanted casino firmaları her to be.

‘You’re going to get it,’ he laughed feeling his cock harder than it had been in years and it was all for Jenny, his daughter. ‘I’m going to fuck you so hard, you’ll beg me to stop,’ he moaned squeezing her ass, leaning to bite her neck and wished they were at home.

‘Never!’ she moaned, as his hands held her ass and his teeth sank into her neck. ‘Will you do it just like this?’ Jenny moaned, thinking of him holding her this very same way, but his long cock deep in her pussy. ‘I want it hard! Just like you’d fuck a whore!’ she moaned trying to push her hips to hips.

‘I’ll do anything you want and I’m making you my little bitch,’ he smiled thinking of Jenny being his little sex slave to fuck anytime he wanted or needed.

‘Oh yes! You can fuck me whenever you want!’ she moaned as that fire in her tiny pussy was totally out of control and if they didn’t stop soon, she’d be cuming in her jeans. ‘I need to stop Daddy. I’m so close,’ she whispered, hoping she wouldn’t cum; she wanted to hold it in for Daddy.

He slowly pulled from her and smiled. ‘We’ll finish this tonight,’ he said fixing his shirt and hoped nobody would notice his cock. ‘Let’s go and remember what I said. You better tell Patti that you’re sorry!’ he added pointing to her face and wouldn’t hesitate to slap her sexy, little ass if she didn’t.

*.

‘Hey Dad. Can me and Becky stay the night with Aunt Cindy? I haven’t seen Bobby in two months and Becky wants to see Anna.’ Carl asked, hoping that Dad would let them go to see them. He needed a break from all the things going on.

John knew the answer without even thinking. He had plans with a very hot young girl that was sitting right beside him. ‘I don’t see why not. It’ll do you two good to get away for a night,’ he smiled to Carl and Becky and he knew he had to tease Jenny. ‘Do you want to go with them?’ he asked Jenny, holding in a laugh and he felt a hard pinch on his side.

‘No,’ she replied with a fake yawn. ‘I need my bed tonight. I’m so tired.’ Jenny added giving him a look that could kill. She knew that he was teasing, but she didn’t think it was funny. She needed him to make her a woman and claim her as his.

‘I know what you mean. I can’t wait to get a hot shower and get in bed,’ he said sliding his hand around her back, gently caressing her ass.

Becky just sat looking out the side window trying her best to understand all that was happening. Her Mommy was going up to heaven to be with Jesus. ‘Daddy, how come Mommy has to die?’ Becky asked with tears running down her pretty, little.

John’s heart sank when her words filled his ears. He turned to see her crying and quickly pulled to the side of the road. ‘Come here baby,’ he said and Becky jumped into his arms. ‘Don’t baby. Mommy will be fine and trust me. She’ll always be watching over us and making sure that we’re ok,’ he said caressing her back.

‘I’m goina miss her so much, Daddy.’ Becky cried harder, thinking of loosing her Mom.

John couldn’t hold back and he cried with her. ‘We’re all going to miss her. She’s a very, very special lady,’ he said thinking of life without Claire. They’d been married so long and now he’d be alone. Sure he’d be free to try and find a good woman, but deep down John knew he’d never find anyone like her.

‘Who’ll take care of us?’ Becky asked looking to her Daddy. She knew he was fun to play with and lots of other things, but there was no way he could do all the things Mom did.

‘Well, we can find us a housekeeper or maybe one of those nannies, like in that movie we saw last month,’ he said hoping to try and comfort Becky and let her know that everything would be fine after Claire was gone.

‘I love you Daddy.’ Becky smiled grabbing him and hugged as tight as she could, knowing that Daddy would do his best and she didn’t have a thing to worry about. ‘Ok, I’m fine now,’ she smiled and curled up on his lap.

John couldn’t help but laugh and continued driving towards their aunt’s house. Cindy was Claire’s younger sister and loved the kids coming over to her home. In fact, she and Claire wondered if it would be best if Cindy took Becky after Claire died. John didn’t have time, Carl would be in school and Jenny wasn’t the housekeeper type.

John pulled up to Cindy’s large house, which he bought for her when her husband left and looked at Carl. ‘If anything happens…I’ll come and get you two,’ he said in a solemn voice, hoping it wouldn’t happen on the night he chose to screw his daughter.

‘Ok Dad.’ Carl replied and was so glad they had a Dad like him. He kept a cool head through all of Mom’s suffering and never once showed how much this was hurting him. Carl knew how much they loved each other and hoped that Dad wasn’t holding too much inside.

About that time, Cindy and her kids came outside. ‘Well, hey there,’ she smiled walking around the trunk to John. ‘How’s my favorite brother-in-law doing?’ Cindy asked güvenilir casino gently caressing John’s massive arm, trying to hide her feelings towards him. She loved him very much, but he didn’t need to know and he was married to her sister.

‘I’m doing good. We needed a little break and those two wanted to come spend the night with you.’ John smiled; enjoying Cindy’s loving touch, like he had for years. She always had an extra smile, a soft touch and John knew why, but he loved Claire and it never went any farther.

She just smiled and had a wonderful idea. ‘Why don’t all of you stay? It’ll give us a chance to talk.’ Cindy said, hoping so much that John would take her up on the offer. ‘I’m making a nice chicken dinner, with all the fixings and in the morning, I’ll treat you to a good, hot breakfast before you go back,’ she added, smiling bigger, making sure to bat her eyes at him. She knew John loved her cooking and her chicken was his favorite.

John felt his stomach growling and Jenny pinching his side, but he did need to talk with Cindy, plus, he was starving. ‘You got a deal!’ he replied and Jenny came close to ripping out on of his ribs, but she could wait.

‘Great!’ Cindy said with excitement thinking of her house being filled with kids and a man under her roof for the first time in seven long years. ‘Well, let’s get inside, I’m sure my chicken is about to burn and we don’t want that happening,’ she laughed as the kids took off running into the house, but she noticed Jenny didn’t look very happy. ‘What’s wrong baby?’ she asked looking to Jenny.

‘We needed to talk about a few things. You go on in and we’ll be there in just a few minutes.’ John said knowing Jenny was fuming.

‘I’ll put on a pot of coffee for you.’ Cindy replied as she turned and went in the house. ‘I wonder if Jenny is trying to do something bad with her Daddy.’ Cindy thought as she tended to her chicken and made John a big pot of coffee. She knew that Claire hadn’t been able to have sex in a long time and as far as Cindy knew, he remained faithful to Claire.

Tears ran down Jenny’s as she looked to John. ‘Why are we doing this? You said that tonight you’d take me,’ she said feeling like her heart had been torn in two. Tonight was theirs and Daddy ruined it. She needed him and his wonderful love.

‘I know and I’m sorry,’ he said hugging her as tight as he could, hoping to comfort her, but John knew it was going to take more than just a hug. ‘I need you too, but I also need to with Becky, Carl and Cindy had nobody, honey. She’s all alone, trying to deal with her last family member dying,’ he added, rocking her in his arms, trying to explain this to her. ‘She’s all alone, other than us baby. All her family is gone,’ he whispered, hugging Jenny as her tears rolled down his big arm.

Jenny knew he was right, but she was hurting so bad. Her insides were killing her and she knew that only one thing would make it better, her Daddy’s big cock. ‘I guess I’ll take a good, hot bath and masturbate, maybe that’ll help,’ she smiled reaching for his cock. ‘Can I suck for a couple of minutes? Please,’ Jenny asked putting out her lip, hoping he’d let her get a little pleasure and she’d make sure Daddy got some too.

‘Just a few minutes, Cindy will be wondering what we’re doing out here,’ he laughed, watching her unzipping his pants as fast as she could. ‘Oh shit!’ John growled when Jenny swallowed him to the root and started with all of her might. ‘Oh baby!’ he moaned, wondering if staying with Cindy had been a terrible mistake. He could be at home, fucking this beautiful, young girl to death, but now he’d just be left with a hard, swollen cock.

Jenny sucked him hard and didn’t care if he came or not. She wanted him to know just what he’d missed out on and now, he would suffer the rest of the night. ‘I’ll teach you,’ she thought sucking him deep, to the back of her mouth and into her silky throat. ‘You could have had it all,’ she thought, relaxing her throat, easing his stiff cock down it, enjoying him squirming under her.

‘You’re an evil little girl!’ John laughed, knowing what Jenny was doing to him, but he wanted to be with Cindy and try to help her through her sisters’ death. ‘Everything you do to me, I’ll get you back later,’ he laughed again, feeling her giggling.

She slowly eased from him and replied, ‘I’m not evil,’ she smiled giving his cock one last kiss before she sat up. ‘I just wanted you to know want you missed and going to get later,’ she whispered giving him a hug. Jenny was going to get him, but she didn’t know when and hoped that she wouldn’t be too old to enjoy it.

‘Trust me, I know what I missed. We’ll get do it, I just don’t know when,’ he said caressing her beautiful face, hoping that he could go through with it. She was his baby.

‘I hope it’s before I die!’ Jenny laughed, hugging him tighter and couldn’t wait to get a hot bath. ‘Ok, I’m done. Let’s get in before people start talking about us!’ she giggled and jumped from his truck.

*.

After dinner, Cindy and John sat at the table talking. ‘Is that pretty daughter of yours trying to get nasty with her handsome Daddy?’ Cindy asked with a big smile, wishing that her Dad had looked half as good as John did.

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Aunt Peg’s Panties Ch. 09

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Note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content.

*****

“Hey! Wait up Aunt Peg!” Tyler called out as he ran after his aunt. “Aunt Peg! Wait!”

Peg turned around and waited for him at the door of the mall. “Listen here Tyler. In the mall, I’m just Peg. No Aunt, or Aunty of whatever. Peg. Just Peg.” She whispered to him. “We don’t want any eyebrows raised by you calling me Aunty. Especially not when we are looking at lingerie.”

Tyler nodded and followed Peg into the mall. She seemed to know exactly where she was going and went up two flights of escalators and along a row of fashion boutiques before stopping in front of Xixili.

In the window were a number of mannequins wearing all forms of lacy undergarments. Peg turned to look at Tyler, staring at the mannequins. “Never been to one of these shops before?” She laughed.

“Uh Uh… No… just always walked passed.” Tyler said, still staring and not believing that he was going to go into one of these shops. With his Aunt no less. Peg took his hand and walked into the shop.

A salesgirl glided up, almost out of nowhere. “Need any help?” She smiled.

“No thanks. Just having a look.” Peg smiled.

“You look kinda familiar.” The salesgirl said, staring at Peg and then Tyler.

“Really?” Peg asked, kind of recognizing the girl too but not able to place her.

“Oh! I know. You stay at the same apartment I do. I saw you both on the balcony when I was in the pool. You waved at me.”

Peg stiffened slightly but the girl just smiled again and then looked at Tyler, biting her lip slightly.

Tyler gave her the once over. She was dressed all in black. A tight black shirt hanging over a short black skirt and fishnet stockings. Tyler thought her top was a little too tight for her as even her relatively small tits seemed to strain against the shirt, making them seem bigger than they actually were.

“I saw that.” Peg whispered into his ear.

“Err.. what.. err”

“You were checking her out!” Peg laughed. “Don’t worry about it Ty, I’m not mad. I’d only be mad if you wanted to fuck her.”

“I don’t. I don’t… really. Tyler sputtered out even as he noticed the sales girl smiling at him.

Peg moved to the lingerie on display and picked out a baby blue teddy with white lace trim, draping it across her.

“This is sweet.” Peg said. “like it?”

Tyler nodded, feeling his cock already starting to grow. Peg inspected it a bit more casino şirketleri then put it back. She picked out another number, maroon, lacy, and crotchless.

“Mmmm…this is better. You can fuck me while I’m wearing it” She smiled at Tyler as she looked it over. Turning it around she placed it on her body. “Its not just crotchless but pretty much exposes the butt as well. You could take my ass in this too!”

Tyler gulped, a little uncomfortable the way Aunt Peg was talking in the shop. He pictured her wearing the maroon piece and lying on her back with her legs spread wide. His cock lurched.

“Pity they don’t let you try them on,” Peg said as she draped the maroon number over her arm and continued browsing. “Why don’t you go over there and see if there are any panties you might like on me.”

“Err… Sure Peg” Tyler said, moving across to browse at a bunch of panties arranged in a box. He picked some up, relishing in how soft and sexy they felt. There was all manner of designs. Lace, stripes, patterns, plain and he learnt about hipsters, bikini, thong, t-string, slip, Brazilian, g-string and tanga. Then of course there were boy-shorts and what they called retro that was almost like granny panties. Neither of them looked particularly appealing. Who knew there were so many variations! He couldn’t quite figure out the difference between a t-string and g-string though. There were just really sexy.

Personally he felt he preferred the hipster, tanga or bikini style. They were sexy and at the same time there was a lot more surface area to cover the pussy and that meant more juices would collect and they would be so much more delicious to smell and suck on. His cock throbbed hotly in his pants.

“Find anything you like?” Peg came round, flicking through a few of the panties. Tyler held one up, a tiny lacy number. Peg laughed. “Sexy! But that’s way too small for me… not my size honey.”

“Some of these are really sexy.” Peg continued. “See, look at this one, the string is so thin that you can just slide it to one side and then slip your cock into me.” She giggled. “There’s something so naughty and sexy about fucking with panties on.”

She glanced around and quickly felt up Tyler’s crotch, feeling his hardness.

Peg chose a few more panties and then remarked almost to herself. “I wonder if I should get some bras…” She paused then leaned in to Tyler, “You don’t smell my bras on jerk into them so I guess I can make do with what I casino firmaları have.” She came his cock another grope, this time not caring if anyone saw.

She grabbed Tyler’s hand and led him to the cashiers counter. The salesgirl who had approached them earlier was behind the counter.

“Will this be all?” She asked sweetly, looking at Peg.

“Yes. Thanks.”

The salesgirl rang up the purchases and put the stuff in a bag. She handed it to Peg who then grabbed Tyler’s hand and walked out the door.Her hand moved to Tyler’s crotch again. “My,my, someones really affected by that store.” Peg smiled at Tyler. “You’re cock is practically begging to be let out. Was it the store or was it that pretty cashier? What oh what shall we do about it?”she teased.

Peg gave Tyler an evil look as she spotted a restroom. “Let me have a look and see if there’s anyone inside. Peg peaked in and finding it empty quickly pulled Tyler in. The restroom was large enough with 5 stalls. Peg quickly checked underneath each stall for legs and then pulled her nephew into one of the stalls and locked it. She smiled at Tyler as she pulled him toward her and unbuckled his pants. Pulling it down she eased his throbbing cock out of his pants. “Lets take care of this,” she smiled as she began to suck on his cock.

Tyler moaned softly, grabbing his aunts head as he began to fuck her mouth as she sucked him. The sound of the door opening made them freeze. Peg kept her mouth on Tylers cock as they heard someone enter the stall next to them. There was the sound of rustling cloth then the unmistakable sound of piss splashing into water. Tyler’s cock throbbed hotly in Pegs mouth. They heard the stall door open then the sound of running water at one of the sinks and finally the door opening and closing.

Peg took her mouth off Tylers cock. “Did you like hearing her piss?” She laughed as she licked Tyler’s cock again. She got up and made Tyler sit on the toilet. Peg peeled off her panties then raised her skirt up to her waist. “Suck on this,” she said as she offered Tyler her panties. His cock lurched as he opened his mouth to take her panties in.

Peg eased her pussy on to her nephew’s hard cock. She held his shoulders and kissed his panty filled mouth. Pumping herself slowly up and down his cock, her pussy made wet squelching sounds as she fucked him. Tyler moved his hands under her dress to grab her breasts and tease he nipples.

She started to moan softly as she fucked him güvenilir casino harder. Driving herself up higher and then smacking herself down. Tyler groaned, his groans muffled by the panties in his mouth. They were so caught up fucking each other that they didn’t hear someone come in until the door of the next stall locked. Pef froze for the second time, her nephews cock buried deep inside her and throbbing hotly.

Then they heard it. Soft slushy sounds and soft moans. “Someone is finger fucking themselves” Peg whispered to Tyler. “or doing the same thing we are!”

As the wet sounds and moans increased, Peg began to fuck Tyler again. She no longer cared if she made noise as the sounds from the next stall were louder. Peg was so turned on by the sounds coming next door as well as the hot turgid meat in her pussy. She looked into Tylers eyes and mouthed out that she was going to cum. She held on to his shoulders and fucked him hard almost pleading with her eyes for him to cum.

Tyler grabbed Pegs ass and dug his hands into the meaty orbs just as he felt her pussy start to spasm. He lifted his ass, jamming his cock into her as he stiffened and spurted his cock cream deep into her. Peg convulsed on his cock, biting the bits of her panties that were hanging out of Tylers mouth. Both afraid to make too much noise.

They stayed connected together till they heard the woman in the next stall leave. Peg quickly pulled herself off Tyler’s shrinking cock and put her panties back on, feeling the cum oozing out of her. “Get dressed” She said as she she quickly checked to see if the toilet was empty before sneaking Tyler out. As they left the restroom, they noticed the salesgirl from the lingerie shop eyeing them from a short distance away. Her eyes were twinkling as she came over to them.

“You were fucking in there! Just like you were fucking on the balcony the other day!” She said.

“Were you next to us? Playing with your pussy?” Peg whispered.

“Yes. “Watching you two in the store made me think if what you did and I was so turned on I had to finger fuck myself.”

“You’re really pretty close up…” She continued. “He’s a hottie too. If you want to spice things up, gimme a call sometime.” She pressed her card into Pegs hands, then looking around quickly, groped Tyler’s crotch. She smiled and walked away.

“She knows!” Peg whispered to Tyler. “She knows it was us in the toilet and also on the balcony the other day.”

“That’s kinda hot!” Tyler exclaimed.

“Yeah… I guess it is… and she gave me her number too.” Peg said. “But you know what? I think it’s time we went home and fucked each other again. I need a good and proper banging…”

-To be continued –

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Get It, Girl

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“So, what do you think it will cost?” I asked, chewing my lower lip nervously. I’m good at reading people’s expressions, but her ass gave nothing away as she kneeled down in front of me, head under my kitchen sink.

“Eh, it’s not too bad,” Mia said, crawling backward and wiping her hands on her jeans. She stayed squatting down, peering over her right shoulder at me. She winked. My heart skipped. “It’s just the one gasket, looks like. Should run under $45, provided I can get it off quickly.” She winked at me again and sprang to her feet. Mia moved like a cat – quick, lithe, and sure. She strode past me, calling behind her that she was going to her truck to get her tools.

I took advantage of my alone time to text my bff, Amanda. “The plumber just winked at me. Twice.”

“Ew. Tell him to eff off,” her text came shooting back. I didn’t have time to correct her before Mia came back in. Her arm brushed my side as she entered and a chill went shooting up my spine. It had been so long since I had been touched by a woman that any physical contact may have brought a nice sensation, but this woman was so hot. Her hair was short, a light brown – she wore it swept to the right side. She had just a hint of makeup and wore tight jeans with one hole mid-thigh that revealed an olive-colored thigh just begging to be licked.

Licked? I needed to get myself under control. This poor woman was trying to do her job and here I was, questioning her professionalism. A lot of people had a habit of winking; casino şirketleri I’m sure I was nothing special. I tried to appear uninterested as Mia lay down on my floor on her back. I caught my eyes traveling up and down her body, spread out in front of me. I wanted my hands to be traveling up and down that soft body. I wanted to slide my finger up that hole on her thigh and see how far up my finger could travel. I wanted to climb on top of her and I wanted to unzip those tight jeans and I wanted…crap. I needed to get it together. I could feel myself getting wet.

“I’ll be right back,” I called, hustling out of there. She didn’t answer. I went into the bathroom and unzipped. I didn’t need to pee, but I could tell I was too wet to be able to fake calmness, and I didn’t want to scare this girl off. She seemed super cool. I couldn’t tell if she was a lesbian or not, but even if there was no romantic connection, she was the kind of girl I loved to hang out with.

But, “Please, let her be a lesbian,” I whispered as I began to wipe my wetness – a little too long. My finger dipped past the tissue paper and touched wet skin. The memory of her plaid shirt came flashing back. She wore it with the top two buttons undone. I had caught a breath-taking glimpse of cleavage when she bent over to get her screwdriver – her breasts curved invitingly under that plaid shirt. I would love to see that shirt on my floor. My finger dove in a little deeper, sliding in so smoothly as I closed my eyes, imaging Mia’s casino firmaları firm breasts exposed.

“Hey.” She was right outside the bathroom door. Crap!

“One second!” I called cheerily, my voice two octaves higher than normal. My fingers came flying out of my dripping pussy. I hurriedly wiped my wet fingers on the hand towel, zipped up, and opened the door. Mia moved forward and casually leaned on the bathroom door frame, hands in her pockets. She ducked her head and grinned up at me with her perfect teeth and her soft lips that I need to taste.

“I’m done,” she said.

“Already?” I was shocked and horrified. That stupid pipe had been dripping for months, and I had been changing out the little pot that caught the drips for months, and it had taken her five minutes to fix it? I silently cursed myself for wasting precious time in the bathroom feeling my own wetness when I could have been out there, trying to get to know her so maybe – just maybe – I could get to feel hers.

She seemed to sense something was wrong. She came closer without seeming to move. For one brief moment, she was right there. So close. All I had to do was reach out and touch her arm. The moment was gone as she walked past me to the bathroom sink, leaned over, and washed her own hands. As she dried her hands on the towel – the towel that I had just wiped my dripping fingers on, oops – she turned and looked at me.

“Is there anything else you need me to take care of before I go?” I couldn’t read güvenilir casino her expression, although she seemed to be teasing me. That was wishful thinking, I scolded myself.

“I am just so impressed with your work!” I babbled, “I thought it would take a lot longer. You’re awesome.” Too much, be cool. I could only hope she thought my comment was about her work, not about her as an awesome woman I wanted to see more of.

Mia laughed softly. Even her laugh was amazing – low, deep, and real. She ran a hand through her hair and, standing there with her other hand in that damn pocket, said even more softly than she had laughed: “There’s nothing else around here that’s wet?”

My breath stopped. She knew. Could she smell my pussy juices? I hadn’t had time to clean myself off before she came to the bathroom door, and I thought I could smell myself. I didn’t know what to say, but it turned out, I didn’t have to say anything. With a movement so smooth, so natural that it seemed to just happen magically, Mia’s hand was on my lower back, pulling me toward her.

Her body did not bend toward mine – she was letting me decide. Letting me make the choice to hold back or to give in to my growing desire.

Did I have a choice, really? My body chose for me, let itself be guided into her softness. I melted into her, my arms at my sides, my lower body forming to hers. Mia’s arm tightened with me as I moved and she sighed softly as our breasts touched. My hand slid up from her back to her stomach to under her shirt to up to her breast – so inviting.

I wasn’t brave enough to go under her bra, and she laughed again. Not at me, not meanly, just enjoying the moment. She leaned closer and whispered in my ear:

“Get it, girl.”

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Gaze of Athena

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Disclaimer:

This is a work of fiction not suitable for minors and people offended by explicit f/f domination and submission themed stories.

Please note this is a try at erotic/explicit storytelling, and while there is plenty of explicitness , there is a lot of buildup too, so if you’re looking for a quick release, I urge you to look elsewhere. Please excuse the grammatical and spelling errors, but I’m not a native speaker and this my first attempt at writing. Feel free to msg me regarding any mistakes. Any and all Feedback is of course greatly appreciated.

Note: I’ve started out with an homage to Greek tragedy of sorts and despite my intentions it might be somewhat crude, so skip the first paragraph if you want to avoid that.

As I lay in this tub filled with cleansing hot water, mesmerized by the simple beauty of steam, condensing on the walls of my bathroom and running down in perfectly shaped drops; I feel this crushing weight being gradually lifted off of me. My Breathing becomes slower and it takes more and more will to force my eyes open and see my fleeting essence dilute in hot rose colored water. The pain is but a fading memory and I can’t help but wonder about the chain of events that lead to this very moment. This conclusion was inevitable that much I know, that’s not to say I didn’t try to fight it, I’ve tried it all. I’ve tried crying, shouting, begging and every other means at my disposal, but my goddess remained untouched, which is not surprising since she already blessed me with far more than I deserved. Thus the absolute certainty of this inevitable outcome did not take me by surprise, but how do you prepare for that. How do you prepare yourself for the moment when all meaning will be taken from you, your purpose for breathing will be gone and all the beauty and color of the world that you were given sight of, will be ripped from you and you will be left, blind, death, alone and without purpose in this all but desolate place. I try to focus on the gifts more than their loss, now that my next breath could very well be my last. One might wonder, why this conclusion was inevitable, not me, but someone who never witnessed her perfection, smelled her hair, tasted her skin, was never pierced by her eyes, never saw the sunlight embrace her divine features. To make you see, as I saw and make you feel what I felt, I need to take you back a couple of months to where it all began. To where the gift of purpose, of which I am no longer worthy, was bestowed upon me.

The new semester was about to begin and I had yet to see my new roommate. Sarah, my previous roommate, had thrown college during the holidays and the newly available place was not yet assigned. I had returned the day before, having spent Christmas with my parents at home. I was relieved to get away from the all too often drunken blabbering of my dad and the bible-camp alike indoctrination of my mum. Don’t get me wrong, I love my parents as much as the next girl who went to college 1000 miles from home, but they are difficult sometimes and life here was much easier. At least there was less praying and breaking furniture and I could do, say and think what I wanted to. Anyways, I was sitting on my bed, reading John Locke, which was required for the upcoming semester, when she came in. She didn’t knock she just came in, like the place was her’s all along and I had merely been granted permission to keep it clean in her absence. I wanted to remark upon her obvious lack of manners, but turning my eyes to the door, my mouth betrayed me. I was stunned by her beauty, it was this rarest of moments, that too few people are ever gifted with, where you behold something almost unnaturally beautiful. Her shoulder long blond hair was like a fluid wave of gold, reflecting the last rays of sunshine from the day, and creating a symphony of marvelous divinity with her immaculate face. Her features were so delicate and perfectly even that she reminded me of a Greek goddess. It was almost painful to look at a beauty only the likes of Samuel Barber and Albinoni could properly convey, she had the slightest hint of a tan that accentuated her blue eyes. Those eyes, they were unnaturally clear like water in some long forgotten lake far up north, unspoiled by man, but somehow too cold. She was slender but still exuded an aura of strength and superiority that was almost thick enough to grasp. She wore an open black jacket over a white sweater, that left far less of her big perfectly round breasts to the imagination, than any sweater I owned, or would have dared to wear. Her black jeans fit tightly around her long legs and and created the impression as though they hugged her by desire, not form following function. So before me, stood a goddess, as much as one could be divine in flesh and blood and I dared not scold her about her rudeness. It felt inappropriate for me to address her that way and I found myself wanting to make a magnificent first impression.

I didn’t understand this almost compulsive reaction to her, yes she was beautiful, but I didn’t usually react to a female body, or any body for that matter, like that. I assured myself the fascination with her was a purely based on her aesthetically unique presence and just accepted my desire to abide by an unspoken social contract of sorts.

She closed the door behind her and looked at me. “I am Aurore”, she said. Of course she was, I thought, who else could she have been. Her parents must have known, even before she was born that they would bring a goddess into this world, deserving of such a name. I blushed as I heard the thought in my head, but she either didn’t notice or didn’t care. I opened my mouth to introduce myself, but she cut me off by putting her bags on top of her bed and declaring that she had a long trip, was exhausted and needed to clean up and that we could talk later. Her choice of words, left little room for doubt, let alone disagreement, so I just watched her take what she needed into the bathroom and close the door behind her. When I heard the water running I realized casino şirketleri what had just happened and I was taken aback by her rudeness. I thought it might have been a necessary consequence of being so beautiful. There it was again, this thought about her beauty. I forced myself to pick up my book again, closed my eyes for just a moment and willed my heart to beat slower. The letters were still blurry and the words made no sense, so I blinked her image away and focused on the task at hand. After a couple of blinks, the words formed sentences again and with the sound of running water in the background fading from my perception, John Locke’s theories on government became ever so clear. I realized she had finished her shower as the sudden lack of background noise had me stop my reading and I found myself anticipating her return to our room. Just to see what she changed into, to see if she was indeed as spoiled as she appeared and wore expensive clothing at home when there was no cause to do so, I rationalized my curiosity. When she entered our room I was shocked to see that she had not changed into anything, but just wore a big towel wrapped around her chest. It barely covered her ass and I blushed while I tried to tear my eyes from these mile-long legs that walked by me. Her every step was a piece of art, her slender feet looked like she had been carried all her life, her legs were a testament of strength, hidden behind feminine perfection. I wanted to stop the upward travel of my eyes, tried reasoning with myself that I shouldn’t look despite her obvious lack of shame, but I couldn’t keep myself from catching a glimpse of the onset of her ass. I didn’t see much but I was convinced her ass must have been hard like steel, it looked like that of a ballet dancer, only slightly more full and rounder.

I pinched my leg and the pain helped me regain my composure, so I could force myself to stare out of the window instead, questioning if I had lost my sanity in a less than an hour. She picked some clothes out of her bag and disappeared into the bathroom again. I wondered why she had not taken them along in the first place, but at least I was strong enough to keep staring out of the window and focus on the red shimmering of the sun’s last kisses of that day, instead of her. I didn’t know it then, but this walk of temptation would become my daily companion hence forth.

When she came back dressed we had our first conversation and thankfully her tone had lost most of its prior rudeness, however this aura of power, of unconditional command was still lingering. She told me her parents were french, that she was 18, like me and she surprised me by telling me she didn’t come from an overly wealthy family. She paused briefly after having dealt with one subject and looked at me in a distinctive fashion, so I could tell her about myself in comparison to what she had told me. She didn’t ask me anything, I just knew what she wanted me to tell her and when. I told her about my home, left out the part about my religious zealot of a mother and my dad who wasn’t strong enough to keep Mr. Jack Daniels at a distance. She had signed up for English literature, like I did, she liked, classical music and art, read a lot and she kept in shape by practicing karate. I was surprised to see how much we had in common, somehow I had expected someone who could have been daughter to zeus to have different interests than me. Well I didn’t do martial arts or any sports for that matter, which is not to say I was out of shape, I watched my carb intake and kept a slender figure myself. I was not beautiful in the way she was but I wasn’t painful to look at either with my long brown hair, my witty green eyes and my moderate b cups, or so I had been told before. As unusual as her entrance was our conversation was very good and pleasant. Later that night I thought about what had transpired and I tried to understand why her looks had such an impact on me, I wondered if she had forgotten her clothes on purpose and if so, did she want to be provocative or did she intend something specific. It took me almost 2 hours before I fell asleep, the answers to my questions still eluding me.

The next days went by under the theme of preparation for classes and other then her constant towel-walks nothing noteworthy happened. We talked occasionally and I realized she seemed to have major mood swings. She could be almost nice at some points, well maybe not nice but less cold and somewhat considerate, other times she would stare at me with those blue ice crystals of hers and despite me not having done anything wrong, I felt sorry for disappointing her. Not a day went by where I didn’t notice her beauty, she looked amazing in whatever she wore. After 2 weeks had passed I was convinced she’d look like Helen of troy even when covered in tar and feathers. Our conversations never gained any depth however, since she did not share anything other then her interests. I had accepted my fascination for her beauty and although I didn’t like it, I couldn’t seem to shake it either; and had that been the end of it, all would have been OK. A little staring here and there would have done no harm, but it was not the end of it, it was not even the beginning of my ascension into her service. That happened about 3 weeks after her arrival.

She had found a dojo near by where she signed up for practice and on that day she went there for the first time. I was listening to some lounge music, lying on my bed when she came in. I looked up briefly to see her dressed unusually casual in track suit that hid her divine features. Her blond hair was curling into cute locks due to the moisture; I couldn’t remember the sound of rain but decided to be apologetic about it anyways. I let her know I was sorry she didn’t outrun the rain. There they were again, those ice crystals, that blinding blue stripping me of my worth and silencing me. In an even sharper tone than before she scolded me, if I moved my worthless ass more I’d know sweat from rain. With that she slid out of her track suit, standing in the middle casino firmaları of the room, no more then 2 feet from me, wearing nothing but her underwear. Her slightly tanned skin was glistening with moisture and I was transfixed by the drops of sweat that moved slowly down her stomach, pausing briefly above every one of her slightly visible muscles. She was covered in sweat, it was flowing down between her big boobs, her Grey cotton bra covered with darker spots where the glistening liquid had soaked it. I tried to look away, but it was useless, I had lost my free will, I followed the drops from between her round breasts down, barely missing the most beautiful navel I had ever seen and onto her Grey panties. They were soaked too as if they had been dying with first that only the sweat of a goddess could quench. Dozens of small transparent pearls, one more beautiful then the next, holding on to her firm body, finally losing their battle against gravity and flowing down those firm legs, onto feet that were too precious to be used for walking. That was when it hit me, the sweat dropping from her body. She looked like a depiction of Athena that I had once seen. Her heavenly sweat covered breasts seemed only inches from my face and I felt this overwhelming sensation to kiss her stomach, lick away the sweat from this masterpiece of divine creation. I was taken back to reality when I felt a sharp pain on my scalp, she gripped a fistful of my hair and forced my head up. I looked into her now dark blue and icy eyes and heard her hiss, what the fuck I was doing. Was I a dyke, a perverted little slut that would smell and lick her soiled panties, when she wasn’t around? Would she need to seal her used laundry from me? Did I spy on her showering? Or did I just stare so I could get off to her image later? The questions came so fast I couldn’t have replied, even if my mouth wasn’t dry and my hole body clenched with fear. The pain was so intense my eyes flooded with tears. I tried to tell her I was not that way, I didn’t think about her sexually, it was just an abstract fascination, but even if my mouth had followed my mind, she would have been even less convinced than me. She did not even wait for an answer, she just pushed me back on my bed roughly and told me she would severely punish me if I behaved like a lesbo whore again. Then she disappeared into the bathroom and turned on the shower.

I didn’t understand why she would hurt me, insult me so badly just because I stared at her. How did that make me a lesbian. But then I saw it, through the veil of my tears I saw my nipples hard as rock, almost poking holes through the fabric of my white shirt. It was when I saw them, that I felt their tension, the sensation of swollen and sensitive flesh encased in too tight clothing. And suddenly I felt their was something else, something beneath the pain, something far more powerful, something that wanted to be let out, that threatened to overwhelm me, to consume me. How could this be. I looked further down and saw the wet spot of betrayal between my legs. What the hell, was happening here. I wiped my face clean, grabbed my jacket and rushed towards the door. I needed to get out of here, away from her, away from these feelings, from this sick and twisted thing luring beneath the humiliation and pain, pounding on the walls of its prison, sending jolts of pleasure directly to my hard nipples and moist pussy. I needed air, I couldn’t breath anymore. The cold air of this starless winter’s night would cleanse me off these twisted thoughts. They weren’t me, or so I thought. I would come to realize not soon after that I had barely scratched the surface of what I was longing for, what she would give to me and how it would forever alter my understanding and experience of pleasure when she let my true nature out of its prison.

Despite my best efforts and the freezing cold I couldn’t forget the image of her sweat covered body, her merciless blue eyes, her aura of complete power and what she had stirred up inside me. Long after I had to get out of the cold I was still to afraid to face her and waited until late at night to sneak into my own room. I did not know whher she didn’t hear me or chose to ignore me, but I was relieved either way. I was to afraid to wake her, so neither undressed nor showered, I just slipped under the covers and tried to get some sleep.

The next morning began like the night before had ended, I cowered in fear under my blanket, refusing to let her know I was awake. I didn’t understand why, but she did not mention what had happened the night before, when I came out of the bathroom that I had rushed into during a short absence of her’s. Over the next few days though I sensed the nature of our relationship had changed. We rarely talked and the few words that were said were requests from her. Unlike other people’s requests hers did not allow for disobedience though. It was the way she told me to get her shampoo, or toothpaste, tea, coffee or whatever else she desired from the store, that made it unnecessary for me to think; a notion that due to all my reading would have been laughable only a few weeks earlier. Regardless, all I needed to do now was what I was told and that had a strange calming effect on me. It wasn’t that it didn’t bother me, it was actually feeling good, like she had forgiven me my transgression and allowed me to work my way back in her favor. In the beginning she would even smile at me, when I handed her whatever she had told me to get, but the smiles got fewer and fewer until there was only the all too familiar stare of dark blue ice. I didn’t understand how I was failing her, but it didn’t take long for me to be given new opportunities to earn her smile and over just a few days my inhibitions were swept away and all I wanted was to make her happy. She told me that keeping the room clean was my responsibility on top of doing all the chores, and I happily obliged bound by her smile. But despite my silent obedience whatever I did was not enough and she soon found reasons everywhere to scold me.

It took her güvenilir casino less than a day to go from just cold staring to insulting me again. She told me not to be such a lazy slut and take whatever time it took for me to get her the specific brand of water she waned, not some cheap crap. What made it more difficult was that not only had the image of her sweat covered body been burnt into my mind, her insults grew more and more sexual and degrading, and what made it worse was the twisted prisoner inside me grew stronger with every insult. Every time she called me a bitch, a useless whore, a slut it felt less wrong and more justified, even somehow good. I started masturbating in the shower to the memory of her cold stares and insults and let this thing inside me come out for air, just for a second I reassured myself. I lied to myself by rationalizing my desire for her to tell me what to do, to insult me and threaten me as a natural part of sexual orientation and with every passing day it was less of me opening the prison cell for my hunger for a few brief moments and more my hunger allowing me to lock the door again. When I fingered myself in the shower my orgasms became more and more feral; less control and more twisted thoughts, I remembered her image and wanted to lick the sweat of her stomach, imagined that moment unfolding differently, while I was pinching my nipples and rubbing my clit furiously. I envisioned her telling me what a worthless lesbian whore I was and that all I deserved was to suck her glistening toes when she came back from training. During my masturbation sessions I lost all grip on my former self and it was harder each time to get it back again.

It went on like this for a couple of days until my Hunger refused to be locked up again. It was a sunny day and I knew she would be home any minute from training, sweaty and glorious, my Athena. I knew I had to leave before then, or I would do something stupid, something to make her mad. I couldn’t lose her, but I couldn’t stop rubbing myself either. I needed to sweet release, needed this powerful wave washing away what little conscious thought I had left. So here I was in the shower feverishly rubbing my clit and enjoying my sweet surrender that was real in sex crazed visions only, or was it. That’s when I heard the door. I turned off the water immediately and rushed out of the shower, frantically trying to get dressed as fast as possible, while willing my fingers away from my dripping pussy. I managed to get my bra and panties on before the door opened. Enter Athena. God, how could she look so perfect, like Michelangelo himself had carved her out of stone this very moment, and placed a thousand little diamond drops all over her body. She had already stripped out of her training gear and was standing in the still steam filled bathroom in her matching black bra and panties. She stood there, less than 1 feet from me and just seeing her divine muscles in slender form glistening with what surely tasted like the essence of the heavens, her moist hair, hiding the bright blue spark of her crystal eyes, as she tilted her head slightly, assessing the state I was in. It was as if time slowed and every little diamond dropping from a hair tip forced itself into absolute focus. I watched the unwilling decent of drop after drop of this divine essence, that defied gravity longer then it should have, watched her hot body radiating with pulses of pure energy, that hit me like tidal waves of joyful promises. My Hunger was refusing to bow to reason, I wanted to close the distance between us, touch this delicate skin, rip of that soaked bra and devour those big sweaty tits of hers, lick the sweat off of every inch of this heavenly creature, wanted to smell her moist hair and I didn’t care what it would cost me. She must have seen my intentions, for before I moved a muscle time sped up again and just as one more drop was wasted on the bathroom floor my lust crazed mind registered a sharp pain in my cheek. I regained focus and heard the strange sound of filigree yet strong fingers leaving an imprint on my face. Her eyes were burning with blinding bright fury as she slapped my face again. For the first time the insults were shouted at me, what kind of sick slut I was, that she would beat me badly if I ever tried to touch her, that I should get my degenerate dyke ass out of her sight before she lost her composure. Her full naturally red lips moved in perfect synchrony with her flying hair as she told me that I was the most useless whore she had ever been forced to be around, I saw her delicate fingers form a fist that promised power beyond measure. Fear got the better of me and I looked to the floor mumbling how sorry I was and that it wasn’t like that, to avoid being seriously hurt. She seemed satisfied with the result of her showing me where my place was. She calmed down and told me to get the out of there and make myself useful by doing her laundry. I walked past her, not daring to look and had almost closed the door when she harshly told me to wait. I extended my hand as I was told and felt it being filled with hot and moist fabric. I looked at my hand and saw her bra and panties. She told me to wash those too. I realized the implication of the treasure in my hands, she had no clothes left to hinder my sight, she was standing there nude. I had to risk it, I looked up and for the first time I saw her true magnificence. Athena after having vanquished the worthless Trojan soldiers and covered in sweat, blood and glorious victory could not have been a more thrilling sight. A peerless beauty, perfectly round and big breasts, that did not bow to gravity, crowned with stiff pinkish nipples, over a flat muscular stomach that lead to a cleanly shaven pussy. I had never marveled at the sight of a pussy in what few explicit movies I had seen, but her sweat smeared pussy with a an ever so slightly opened labia burned into my brain and fueled my lust. I had less than a second to take it all in for that was all she allowed me for now, before slapping me again. A lot harder this time, the intense pain brought tears to my eyes. And before she closed the door behind her and in doing so showed me that perfectly round granite ass of hers, she told me that stupid perverted cunts like me needed slapping to understand their place and respect boundaries.

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I was spending some time with my Aunt Lori, she is only 14 years older than I am and I’ve always had a crush on her since I was a child. I can even remember her giving me baths when I was 5 or so. Aunt Lori is 5’4″s, 110 pounds on a small frame. She never had children, choosing to become a career woman instead of a mother, her small breasts had the right amount of hang in them from what I had seen when she was in a tight T-Shirt. Married twice and divorced once, now widowed.

We were painting her the inside of her house so I had been there 3 days and looking at about another 4 or 5. She is always fun to be around, we flirt harmlessly and joke, some of her jokes have even shocked me at hearing them coming from her. We had been painting all afternoon and she gave me a hug, telling me how much she appreciated all my help. I hugged her back and felt the hard nipples in her shirt pressed against my chest.

We went out in the backyard to wash the paint brushes, cleaning the brushes I was on one knee washing mine out and Aunt Lori was squatting on her feet, sitting on her heels, her knees wide open as she washed her brush. Her loose shorts left nothing to the imagination, the leg on one side open enough that I could plainly see the curly brown hair showing on the side of her panties. Half of the panties crotch in my eye sight, naturally I was staring at the thick hair running to her thighs.

She saw me staring and did nothing to change her position, it looked like a small smile crossed her face as she continued to clean the brush. I felt my dick start to get erect, and knowing it would show in my own shorts, I made quick work of cleaning my brush. I stood up to stretch my legs when I was done, my stiff dick right at Aunt Lori’s eye level.

Aunt Lori had just bought the house a year ago and been remodeling it every since she got it. A nice but small 2 bedroom 1 bath home, just the right size for a single woman, or a couple with no children if they needed a guest room. We went inside and washed our hands clean in the kitchen sink, I noticed lately that Aunt Lori had been touching me a lot, not improperly, but more so than before. We come from a hugging and kissing family so I thought nothing of it.

I leaned over and kissed her on the cheek.

“What was that for?” she asked me.

“Oh, just because your so sweet!”

She smiled at me, her pale blue eyes sparkled from receiving the attention. I decided to take her out and get a Hamburger and fries, rather than have her cook after painting all day. We ate and talked about her life, all the places she had been, and mine, why my marriage failed after 8 years. When we went to the car to leave I played the gentleman and held her door open for her, she leaned up to me and kissed me on the cheek.

We arrived back at the house and it was sundown, the sun setting was a beautiful orange color so we sat in the porch swing to watch it finish it’s beautiful color show. I put my arm around her and she leaned to me putting her head on my shoulder.

“Ronnie and I dreamed of doing this in the evenings before he passed away! Just sitting and watching the sunsets, holding each other.”

“Well, I’m sorry he is not hee to enjoy this with you Aunt Lori. I know he would have loved the time spent with you, Hell, I sure do.”

She turned and looked in my eyes, a sad look in hers and kissed me on the lips. I felt casino şirketleri her lips part a bit then close. She pulled away,

“I shouldn’t have done that, I’m sorry. It’s wrong to think what I just did!”

“What were you thinking?” I asked.

“No, I shouldn’t even say it.” and she got up then went into the house.

I followed her, went to my room and got my clean clothes to go take a shower. After I got out, she went in and took hers. I was in the guest room, laying on top of the bed in just my underwear, and had been rubbing my dick thinking about the sight of her hairy bush pushing past the edge of her panties. My dick was hard and the thin underwear left nothing to hide. Aunt Lori walked in and I had nothing to cover myself with so I lay there embarrassed at me being caught with my dick out so to speak. Her eyes went to it and she stopped at the door.

“I’m sorry, I should have let you know I was coming in..”

“Well, it’s not the first time you’ve seen it hard I guess.” I said as I blushed, “I seem to remember you giving me baths years ago!” She smiled and agreed.

“I just wanted to talk some before going to sleep, I miss that at night!”

“Well then Aunt Lori, climb on in here and lets talk.”

She got on the bed and sat by my waist, and we talked awhile, her eyes going to my underwear as she did, and her light silky robe was not tightly tied. I could see the edges of her breasts as we talked. She got off her hips and sat cross legged and her legs opened enough for me to see her panties, and the hair was again pushing it’s way past the panties. My dick started getting hard again.

When she noticed it she said, “I guess I should go to bed now!”

I agreed and before she got up she leaned over to kiss me goodnight, I couldn’t help myself as I pulled her to me and stuck my tongue in her hot mouth. She kissed me back passionately, her tongue snaking into my mouth tenderly. I had one hand on the back of her head and the other went to her soft ass. I squeezed it lightly and felt her melt in my arms. She broke the kiss.

“We shouldn’t do this, we know it’s wrong, you’re my Nephew.”

“So?” I said, “Who cares? I don’t!”

I guess she didn’t really either because she kissed me again with even more passion and I opened her robe. I pulled it off her shoulders and down her back, exposing her white breasts. Her small breasts covered with freckles and the nipples standing hard and proud. I pulled her closer to me and put my mouth on one, gently sucking it into my hot eager mouth.

She took a deep breath as I sucked the hard sensitive nipple in my hot and eager mouth. I slid my hand down under her panties and felt her warm soft ass in my hand. I felt her push against it and her tongue fought mine in a lusty battle. She crawled on top of me, her legs one on each side of my hips, and she began to rub her hot pussy against my dick in my underwear. I felt wonderful and she felt even better as we kissed and dry humped each other. Her hand holding my head trying to get my face as close to hers as possible and my hand squeezing her ass cheek.

“Take my underwear off Aunt Lori.” she moved her small body down and her hands reached in the band of my underwear, slowly pulling them over my hips, my hard dick right in her face when it shot free from the tight underwear. She stopped and looked at it, then put her hot mouth around casino firmaları it. Her mouth was as soft and tender as any I had ever had before, and she made love to it gently.

I lay back and watched as she licked it all over and under, her hand gently working it as she kissed the hot shaft with her soft lips. Then she finished taking my underwear off me. Aunt Lori crawled back up my chest and lay on me her small breasts pressing into my chest and her pussy working the silky panties on my dick. I could feel her moisture as she rubbed it on me, I kissed her soft lips again and felt a sigh come from her as my hands grabbed her ass tightly.

I stuck my hands in the band her panties and started pulling them down over her hips, dragging my thumb along the sides of her hips as I pulled them down. I felt the hair of her pussy on my dick as they slid past her pussy, and she helped me get them the rest of the way off. Then Aunt Lori start rubbing her hairy pussy on my hard dick again. I could feel her wet pussy lips open and slide on the underside of my dick.

She lowered her hips then slid back about 10 times then suddenly I was inside her hot tight pussy. No hands helped my dick enter her, it was as if it was meant to be, my hard throbbing cock in her hot hairy tight pussy. My hands held her ass wide and her hands went to my shoulders as she lay on top of me, slowly working her hips on me. Moving only an inch or so at a time. She was so tight could actually feels the ridges inside her pussy lips, she moved so slowly on me.

And wet, Aunt Lori was so fucking wet, I could feel it’s wet heat as it oozed down my dick onto my balls. Her hips never going faster or deeper, only an inch or so was in her, I could feel the head of my dick as it came out and went back in her. I wanted so badly to jam it all the way in her, to take her and make her mine, but I think she needed it slow, and I wanted her to get it how she wanted it.

“Oh my God you feel so good in me. It’s been so long since I’ve done this.”

I could only agree this was soooo good as she worked herself on me deeper finally. When I was halfway in Her eyes closed and I saw her lips part and a “Ahhhhh!” came from her as she settled on my hard cock. The warm wet slit surrounded my thick shaft as she worked her tight pussy on it.

My hands went to her hips and held her trying to force her deeper on me and she resisted my efforts, slowly sliding back to the tip on the head of my cock and back down halfway. I moved my hands to her hard nipples and pinched them her hips jerked in instinctive response to it. Aunt Lori made me pay for this incestuous sex with her slow moving hips.

She rose and put her hands on my shoulders in a sitting position, then she lowered herself fully onto my needy cock, the tight wet pussy gripping my throbbing cock as she sat on me. My fingers on her tiny hard nipples, pulling them forward as her body went rigid letting her pussy grow use to having me fully inside her. She sat still just breathing for a moment, I swear I could feel her heartbeat as her pussy grasped my cock.

I moved my hips and she returned the movement in tiny circles, grinding her pulsing clit on my hair. Her creamy juice oozing out on my body as she began to fuck me. Her mouth open and eyes closed as her hips worked, the blood engorged pussy lips clinging to the edges of my thick cock as she pulled up. Aunt güvenilir casino Lori knew how to enjoy sex, nice and slow when it was called for.

After about 5 minutes of this torture she began to fuck me faster, her pussy was now jamming down on me harshly, trying to get even more of me in her as her excitement grew. Mine was at it’s peak already, the slowness of her love making that she had made me endure was most extreme. But well worth it as I felt her begin to shiver as her approaching orgasm built up.

I was doing everything I could not to explode in her now! I could wait no longer and grabbed her by the shoulders, rolled her on her back with my dick still inside her, her legs pressed against her chest, my arms outstretched holding me up to where I could see my hard cock as it slid into the hairy pussy of my sexy Aunt.

I watched my cock as it pulled her outer pussy lips until they let go like a rubber band stretched to its limits before rebounding back to its original shape, then slamming my thick cock in her hard and deep. Her breathing had become a labored ordeal as I pounded her with all my lust at the end of its patience.

“Oh Yes, fuck me hard!” She cried out as I did my best not to disappoint her. “Yes baby, use it all in me. Cum with me, fill me up with your hot cum!”

She was cumming fast and hard, and I felt my spunk as it built up to make its escape. I had not had sex in over 3 weeks and the sex I had was with my hand. Aunt Lori was sweating and huffing and puffing trying to get her breath, her face red from the exertion, we were both now trying to make the other have their orgasm and make it a good one for the other. She did not have to worry, mine was the best I believe I ever had as I shot my thick hot load into her.

I fell on her chest crushing her legs against her and the breath flew out as my weight landed on her body. My hips thrusting against her as I pumped my load in her gripping pussy. Her voice crying out in the night as she came with me, her hips thrashed on the bed and I felt her fingernails rake down my back.

When my orgasm was over I lay on her chest the sweat covering both of us, and we were enjoying the after effects of the sex we both had wanted and deserved so badly. I was so relaxed that I almost fell asleep in her in just a few moments, I felt my cock softening and started to pull out of her.

“No, not yet, Please not yet. Let me have this minute for myself. I want to remember this feeling forever!”

“OK Aunt Lori, what ever you want.”

I lay back on her and kissed her neck, licking the sweat off it and down the nape of it, her body shivered from the feeling. I felt my dick plop out of her cum filled pussy and her giving a disappointed sigh when it did. We both lay in the after glow of our orgasmic bliss holding each other, kissing one another. I rolled over off her and held her on my arm, her head resting on my shoulder. A couple of minutes later as I lay staring at her breast rise and fall with her breathing, I heard her lightly snoring. It was cute knowing that she did that, I put my face in her hair and fell asleep with her.

Author’s Note:

This story is Pure Fantasy, it never happened. It was only written for, You the Reader and my own enjoyment only!

I do NOT believe in, or participate in Incest, Violence towards Women OR the Sexual Abuse of a Child of any age, consenting or not!

If you enjoyed this story, please drop me an email with any suggestions or fantasies you would like to read about.

Yes, I am a warped individual, but at least I still have my sense of humor! 😉

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Dark Stag Ch. 12

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RICHARD:

These guards stood before me, seriousness written across their face. I was so shocked with the news they just told me. The rage and hatred I had for Sir Socoshian subsided as I tried to make sense of this craziness.

“You’re,” I gulped, “Lutna Clan?”

“I am…” He said back, “We’re your Guard now. You’re all that is left! Sir Socoshian will not hesitate to exploit that… We’re not going to leave your side, my King…”

“KING?” I asked, staggered as the man bowed.

“I’m sir, Ruben. You can appoint me as your left hand, your commander, anything. You can ask me anything…” He said, slowly rising.

“Is,” I began, “Is my mother really dead?”

Ruben sighed, his mustache furling as he went deep into thought.

“She’s gone, my king. She did everything she could, but she’s gone.” Ruben said back.

“As king of this Ziggurat,” I continued, “Do I just step up? All responsibilities go to me?”

“In theory, yes. In actuality, it’d be difficult with how deep Sir Socoshian’s influences run. It’d be best if you leave for now…” Ruben suggested.

“And hope for the best while nothing is done? I can’t give this place up…” I said. Ruben seemed to get frustrated but hid it well. His frustration seemed to be in not being able to tell me something rather than my defiance.

“Look, if anything happens, before I let anything happen, I will take you from these lands myself. You have to understand that you must live to fight another day!” Ruben said, his accent slipping in with the passion and devotion on his tongue.

“What will happen to these lands if I go? I should fight it now!” I argued.

“These lands will still be here. What I think you fail to see my young King as that there’s nothing you can do to undo what has been done right now. If you leave and return, things won’t be worse. They’ll be more or less the same. Sir Socoshian has always been in control… That’s something you don’t see just yet.” Ruben clarified.

“What are my options if I leave?” I asked.

“You’ll learn them as soon as we get you to safety.” Ruben said.

“No, I need to know them NOW or I’m not leaving!” I said back.

“You have to trust us. Your mother did…” Ruben persisted.

“And where is she now? In the GRAVE!” I retorted.

“We’re acting out HER orders, my King.” Ruben responded.

“I’m sorry but I don’t know who to trust anymore…” I sighed, taking a seat.

“We have a cover to maintain. This cover will be blown when Sir Socoshian orders you to be killed. You don’t understand how important it is for me to stay close to the source. If you leave now, I assure you, you’ll get your kingdom back. But if you stay, not only will your life be in jeopardy, but everyone else in this room. We can’t fight off an entire Kingdom. You’re thinking with your emotions in the midst. I’m laying the truth out for you plainly, my king. The supporters you have can be counted on your hand! The people against you outnumber us in totality… Pick your battle wisely or I’ll pick it for you.” Ruben threatened.

“Just tell me what’s going on. If you were really on my side like you claimed… You’d tell me!” I said, growing frustrated. Ruben just stared at me, backing away towards the door. He sighed, leaving.

“Keep your gun close… It’s a gift from your mother…” Ruben said. It seemed as though everything he said was trying to get a reaction out of me. Sure he was a part of my mother’s clan but with so much up in the air, it was hard to truly trust him.

I had to go figure this out on my own. With all this being said, I still didn’t know if Sir Socoshian was still as evil as those around me had told me he was. He hasn’t truly shown a deceptive trait to me. This could totally be his end game. Maybe he needed me for something. It was difficult to be sure.

The entire night was me sitting at the table, thinking this through. Surely there was something I could do. The only idea I could come up with was to play to Sir Socoshians strengths and watch what happens. I showered, freshening up and getting dressed in an outfit that would impress. I wore a blue blouse with a chain that had the golden crest of the Bourgion house seal on it. Thin, leg hugging khaki slacks and brown leather boots from the skin of a lamb added dimension to the outfit. Lastly, I wore a black hooded peacoat to bring the outfit together.

A bit of hair gel tamed the curly mess of hair sitting on top of my head. It was time for a trim but with Roi gone, it made the shared bathroom quite an empty place. I missed my brother and it was hard being here without him. He deserved an apology for all that I had done to him. But for now, it was time to go and see what I could learn.

I left my room, shocked to see king’s guards posted outside my door. They were Lutna men… I made my way down stairs, two of the guards following. Immediately, things were being changed.

“Sir SOCOSHIAN!” I shouted. Everyone stopped, looking at me. casino şirketleri People began to part as he made his way towards me, holding his trusted clipboard.

“Yes?” He asked.

“Why are you doing things without my input?” I asked, “Everything you’re doing needs to go through me…”

“I am acting as the King’s hand. Everything here is his wishing…” Sir Socoshian responded.

“I’m the King now. Everything you do has to go through me…” I said firmly. Sir Socoshian looked at me penetratingly as he dropped his clipboard to his side.

The subjects of the palace looked weary of what was about to unfold.

“Then what do you want?” Sir Socoshian responded.

“To work with you.” I shrugged. It made Sir Socoshian confused.

“Okay…” He said.

“Where’s my father?” I asked.

“He’s been moved to a mortuary. We’ve found a different company to do the resuming.” He said.

“Without my permission? What’s wrong with the old company?” I asked.

“Their practices were a little sketchy.” Sir Socoshian smiled.

“Have you put out word that my father has died yet?” I continued.

“I was working on that now…” Sir Socoshian said, pulling up his clipboard.

“Now, what?” I taunted. He looked at me confused.

“Now what?” He responded.

“Your Liege.” I said. It seemed to make Sir Socoshian’s stomach tie into knots.

“My Liege…” He nodded.

“Don’t put word out that my father has been killed yet. That would be, not good for the Kingdom…” I responded.

“Killed? Why would it be bad for the Kingdom?” Sir Socoshian asked, unsure what I was doing.

“Because of possible mutiny! Who’d want an eighteen year old running a country? Who’d think,” I said, pacing through the room, “That I’d be able to keep things running the way things are? Who’d have faith in me?” I sat down in father’s throne overlooking the lounge, smiling.

“My liege, there is a lot to learn. Eighteen years old is indeed too young to run a country. Your father didn’t run this Ziggurat until he was nearly thirty. You don’t have the experience! This is why the King’s hand is trusted with the throne until the heir of the throne is of age…” Sir Socoshian said.

“You were my father’s left hand. But not mine…” I smiled, “Sir Ruben… Step forth please…”

He did so, looking at me in utter shock.

“You are hereby relieving Sir Socoshian of his duties as the King’s hand and will resume his duties.” Sir Ruben slowly turned to Sir Socoshian, shocked by this.

“With all due respect, your Grace… why?” Sir Socoshian asked.

“He was my mother’s advisor and my mother was a wonderful, wonderful diplomat, the reason this Ziggurat has great relationships with foreign nations! I’d like to follow in her footsteps! As for how things are run within the Ziggurat… Sir Socoshian, I don’t want to challenge your ability. What you do is incredible which is why I’ll appoint you as my second general.”

Worry was written across Sir Ruben’s face.

“With that change in position, what will that change with what I’m doing for your Kingdom, my Liege?” Sir Socoshian asked.

“What will change? You’re no longer handling foreign affairs. That shall be between Sir Ruben, an elected board and I. Everything domestic, shall run through you but not be run by you. You executively superhead the industries we as a sovereign nation specialize in.” I smiled.

“You realize that part of the industries I superhead revolves importing foreign items right?” Sir Socoshian asked, obviously frustrated.

“I kind of don’t like that. I want import tariffs for anything foreign grown that is anything besides a necessity to these people.” I continued. It shocked Sir Socoshian.

“Very well…” He responded, writing it down.

“And having the King’s Guard and the Official Guard be run under the same house is… fallacious. They’re going to be similar, but independent of each other.” I said. This seemed to make Sir Socoshian even more upset!

“With all due respect, my Liege, separating the police force will be an ungodly expense…” I responded.

“Then, we’ll look at our costs, rearrange them and appoint a new Ministry of Defense…” I shrugged, “I want Sir Leerwood to be in charge of the interview process for that. By the end of the week, I want portfolios on my lap to review. Sir Leerwood looked at Sir Socoshian with the same fearful expression Sir Ruben had.

“Yes, your Grace!” Sir Leerwood bowed.

“King’s Gaurd…” I said, as they followed.

Upon leaving the room, my heart stuttered with relief.

“Are you an idiot?” Sir Ruben asked me, very upset.

“No, but I’m trying to buy us all time. Everyone knows what’s going on here except me. Trust me, I’ll leave if I need too but I need more people on my side first. I’m going to need more help driving a wrench into Socoshian’s plans. I saw how everyone in the lounge grew uneasy as the confrontation between Sir Socoshian casino firmaları and I unraveled.” I said.

“That is a crazy plan!” Another guard said. He was young, my age with a huge amount of passion, “That I’m completely here for! Anything for you, your Grace…” I looked at him, the boy having long wavy hair draping down to his shoulders.

“What’s your name?” I asked.

“I’m Knight Dior.” He said with an eyebrow furl. He was cocky, for sure.

“He’s a trained combatant, one that has trained in my styles of combat since his youth.” Sir Ruben added, “I don’t like your plan. But your plan is better than just leaving without a trace. It’s better to slow Sir Socoshian down before we leave.”

“Why can’t we fight him?” Dior asked.

“Because we’re completely outclassed and outmatched. Sir Socoshians veins run deep into this city. If he wants something to happen, he can make it. We won’t be able to fight until we sever some of those veins, young one!” Sir Ruben clarified.

“So what now?” I asked myself, “I think we need to spruce up the King’s Guard somehow, and I think I know precisely how.”

“We can bring in more assassins, your Grace…” Sir Ruben suggested.

“That would take weeks, even months. We don’t have that type of time. Right now, we have to wait on a silver raptor to return…” I said back, “All of what I’m doing now, is because of this… I need to hear back from some people before I can plan the next step.” Sir Ruben looked at me intently.

“You definitely have the blood of the assassin within you. You’re not soft… I see that now. In this time of war beneath the surface, you are bringing the fight back…” Sir Ruben nodded.

“Thank you. Just go surprivise things, make sure you’re wedged into everything Sir Socoshian might do. I mean, you pre calculate his next counter! I need to know… I’m not going to be able to leave my room until that raptor returns…” I said.

“Your Grace, what’s going on?” Sir Ruben asked.

“Just like you have secrets,” I smiled, “So do I!”

I made my way to my room, sitting on the balcony waiting for either Bazahra or Silver to return. As they did, I penned a letter one for Kijus and the other for my Gou and my siblings.

‘Dear Kijus,

Things are steadily getting worse here. Barely even a week after mother died, father is gone too! I can’t leave the palace yet. Everyone within the inner ring works for Sir Socoshian except a handful that were loyal to my mother. There are things going on that I don’t understand, but I must let you know that my days may be numbered! There’s a chance that I could be taken out but I’m trying to do everything in my power to make it. I’m not a fighter like you, but I am trying to be brave just as brave you! I love, you… I miss you and I hope that after all of this, we can be together.

As for now, I’m trying to find ways to slow Sir Socoshian down. Everything he wants is happening however, I’m the last wrench in his gears. So, what I plan on doing is getting a number of King’s Gaurds somehow to state their loyalty to me… I don’t know how I’m going to do it, if I’ll have to use tactics of fear, of intimidation or what… but it’s not to stay here! I’m leaving, heading south to the canyons where my brother and sister are. I hope that everything continues to go well for you where you are. My heart longs for you Kijus, you being the driving force I’m using to get through this horrible, horrible time! For you, I fight!

Your love,

Richard Bourgion.

Someone came into my room. It was Sir Ruben. He looked bot alarmed and confused.

“I just heard news that someone took out a twelfth of the Official Gaurd last night. No one saw who did it or how. Two of the people detained for interrogation are missing as well!” Sir Ruben explained.

“Wow…” I smiled, knowing precisely only that one person could do such a thing.

“What’s going on?” Sir Ruben asked.

“Something that I wasn’t expecting to play into our favor but it may…” I said, continuing to write. Sir Ruben walked over to me.

“You seem to not trust me. I’m fighting for you…” Sir Ruben said to me, looking at the letter.

“And I’m fighting for you… I trust you, just like you trust me! However, what you’re not doing is being all the way honest with me! As a result, I won’t be one hundred percent forward with you! You’ll see as well as be informed about my plans as they unravel…” I said, not looking up from him as I continued to write.

“If you have allies close by, this is something I need to know about! That in particular would be information I wouldn’t advise withholding. I could use this…”He said back.

“First, I’ll have to see what I can do. I don’t want to promise anything…” I responded.

“You sound unsure, your Grace. If things get worse, I will take you to safety! Your mother’s last words to me was to make sure you survive!” Sir Ruben said.

“I’m tired of being this cowardly, being this güvenilir casino sheltered, too afraid of the unknown, uneducated, locked in the Royal Court spoiled little brat! Everything I once knew was gone! So, I’m going to fight the best way I know how… with pen and paper!” I disputed.

“Then let me help you…” Sir Ruben persisted.

“I gave you a job to do. Do you not trust me?” I asked, flipping his initial concerns back towards me.

“Not with that uncertainty in your tone.” Sir Ruben said firmly.

“I’m going to need you to do as I say. Just be involved with everything relating to this palace!” I said.

“Very well…” He said, leaving.

I began writing Gou and my siblings:

‘Dear all,

It is now that I realize that I should have left when I had the chance! Things here have gotten worse. Father is now dead and Sir Socoshian has voiced his motives to take over since then! However, I have temporarily prohibited him from moving forth! At the same time, something happened at the Law Official headquarters with a large fraction of the Official Guard ending up dead. To me, this sounds like the work of a free agent and I can’t help but wonder if Gou had anything to do with it.

Since I can’t leave, I’m asking for help. Gou I want to leave, and I need to leave bad! I understand you specialize in undercover inside operations. Do you think you can send me undercover King’s Guards within the next forty eight hours? This is a must because, as of now, I’m heavily out numbered. If Sir Socoshian wanted to, he could have been me killed! With that being said, my days may permanently be numbered if I can’t leave! My goal is to look strong to all those on Sir Socoshians side so I can make my escape before anyone notices. I do have allies on the inside, though there are things I’m not certain about.

I was told that mother’s body wasn’t in the casket at her funeral. The casket was excavated late one night and there was a replica of her body there. This is all the more reason for me to believe that my mother is somehow alive. Afterall, mother was a trained assassin, one not only versed in combat, but espionage and hiding who she was. We can not count her out. Father though, I believe he is dead. I’m trying to stay strong, but it’s hard. I miss you all and I’m trying to keep everything we once had, together.

With that being said, DON’T come back! I believe I can manage on my own for the time being. If you come back, I believe you’ll be a target just like me! Trust and believe that I will get to the bottom of this situation!

Yours,

Richard Bourgion’

I sealed the letters, waiting for either Bazahra or Silver to come. It was a long wait, the sun nearly setting before a raptor showed up on my stoop. It was so relieving to see. The bird that had come was Silver. Nonetheless, I checked for any new letters. There was none. I loaded up both letters into the bird’s pouch then gave him bechums of lamb jerky. He was off.

The wait returned as I sat, praying the bird would return before the sun completely went down. He did, with a letter.

‘This is Gou. I can have free agents undercover as your guard within eighteen hours. Don’t feel outmatched by Sir Socoshian and his forces. I can assure you that you have far more allies than you might imagine. Your plan is one that works well. Stay low… tomorrow at noon, rendezvous in the catacombs to meet with the agents. It will be our goal to bring you out of the city and to a safer place. The free agents of the United Cybernetic Military can liberate your city. This what we are trained for…

Gou’

It was relieving to see this message. However, I wasn’t sure if this was what I wanted. Considering he worked for the United Cybernetic Military, that meant he could possibly get them too involved with the politics of the region. He was a good friend of mine, however this process was too delicate to let him turn it into a full blown military operation. Maybe I didn’t understand him fully on this.

I opened my room door where two King’s Guards were on post. I summoned one in, having no idea it was Dior.

“Yes, my Liege…” He said, taking off his helm.

“Fetch me Sir Ruben.” I said. He looked at me with a longing for more. It was beginning to bother me! He left, Sir Ruben coming minutes later.

“Yes?” Sir Ruben asked, seeing the giant raptor on the balcony, “Isn’t that your brother’s?”

“Yes… And tomorrow, I have Free Agents coming through the catacombs who will be undercover as King’s Guards. I’ll need you to accompany me to get them.” I said.

“You are a resourceful something, I see…” Sir Ruben chuckled, “You have more aces up your sleeve than I gave you credit for! Your mother would be proud. You might be glad to know that I’ve been driving home all of which you stated. It is definitely slowing Sir Socoshian down.”

“For him to have so much accomplished, he surely is one passive aggressive little something.” I responded.

“It’s because he’s walking on a thin line. If he manages to keep everything public and working the way he does, he can get what he want. However, with so many things going wrong, he’s probably reevaluating his strategy.” Sir Ruben said.

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I paid the taxi and watched as it disappeared back down the dry, dusty road. I took what was left of my luggage inside and headed straight for the villa’s pool, which I had all to myself for the next seven days.

I had not replaced the bikini that had been stolen in Paris, along with most of my other stuff, so I stripped down to my panties and took the plunge. The cool, blue water engulfed my whole body, sending a shiver down my spine and hardening my nipples.

As I swam a few laps on my back I could feel my panties riding up my crotch and rubbing against my clit. This, along with the hot, Spanish sun beating down on my body, was making me feel incredibly horny.

I paddled to the far end of the pool and pulled myself up the first couple of steps of the pool ladder. Then, straddling the aluminum handrail, I began to rub my aching pussy against the cool hard metal; one hand keeping me steady, the other caressing my left breast. I pulled my panties to one side, so that as my cunt moved up and down the rail the lips of my pussy opened up, exposing my swollen clit.

Consumed by my own self-gratification I didn’t notice the woman who had emerged from the villa.

“I’m glad you seem to be settling in okay,” she said, startling me so that I lost grip of the handrail and fell back into the pool.

I resurfaced just as she reached the poolside to help me out. I didn’t know how long she been there, or what she had seen, and cringed with embarrassment at the thought of showing myself off in public. She, however, didn’t seem the least bit put out as she held out her hand to pull me out.

“I’m sorry I startled you. You looked like you were enjoying yourself.”

I was blushing profusely and trying to cover my pussy, which had been shaved just a few days before. “That’s okay,” I said. “I guess I just got a bit carried away.”

It wasn’t until my unexpected visitor walked over to a sun lounger, to pick up my towel, that I realized how beautiful casino şirketleri she was. Wearing the tiniest of white bikinis I could clearly see her dark, hard nipples and small, black vee of hair between her legs. She must have been ten years older than me, but her firm, athletic body was in the peak of condition. And, although my only lesbian experience had been a bout of clumsy, mutual masturbation with a friend when in ninth grade, my feeling of embarrassment was beginning to be overtaken by my original horniness.

“My name is, Maria,” she said, as she moved close to me and began to gently towel me down. “I’m the owner of the villa. I came round to see how you were settling in and if there is anything I can do for you?”

The large, rough towel was gently grazing against my nipples, sending spasms of delight through my body. I arched my back, so that my breasts pushed against the towel.

“You’re doing just fine,” I said, in a whisper.

Maria let the towel drop and moved her lips to my nipples, sucking and licking them expertly.

I couldn’t reach the clasp on her bikini, so all I could do was pinch one of her nipples through the flimsy material that encased it. Maria let out a muffled groan and gently bit my nipple as her other hand began to rub my ass. When she finally took her mouth from my nipple she pressed hit against my mouth, pushing apart my lips and forcing her tongue deep inside. I now undid her bikini top and began to play with her breasts. My thumbs and forefingers pulled at her nipples as I kissed her back, out tongues passionately entwined.

Even if my panties weren’t wet from my swim my juices would have soaked them by the time we stopped kissing. “I want you!” I said, as I gazed into her beautiful, brown eyes.

“Come here,” Maria said, taking my hand.

She led me to the sun lounger and motioned me to sit down. As I sat, Maria pulled down her panties. She stood in front me naked, without a tan line on her magnificent casino firmaları body. I could resist no longer and reached up and slid a finger into her pussy. It was as wet as my own and I pushed it deep into her. Maria reluctantly pulled my finger out and sucked her juices off.

“Not yet,” she said. “I want you first.”

She knelt down in front of me and pulled down my panties. I could feel her hot breath on my pussy as she gazed at my sex. Then her lips closed over it and she began to eat me like a starving man. She sucked hard on my clit and fingered me with two fingers and it wasn’t long before I was near to orgasm. As if sensing this, and wanting to prolong my pleasure, Maria lifted me up and turned her attentions to my ass. I felt her tongue lapping at my anus and then forcing its way into my asshole.

Barely able to control myself, I began to claw at my own pussy, pinching and pulling my clit. I could feel my orgasm building up inside me like a hurricane. My body jerked and, pushing away my hand, Maria closed her mouth over my pussy, riding my orgasm like a bucking bronco and drinking in my cum.

When I calmed down I opened my legs and released Maria from my love grip. She climbed on top of me and kissed me, letting me taste my love juice, which tasted sweeter than I ever remembered.

Sliding up over my body, Maria let me suckle on her tits. Then she raised herself up and squatted on the arms of the lounger, her pussy six inches from my waiting mouth. I lifted my head to lick her dripping sex, but she raised herself up, teasingly out of reach.

“First, you watch,” she said, smiling down at me. “Then you taste.”

I obeyed and sat back as she began to rub her hands over her tanned body, massaging her breasts and pulling at her nipples. Then she pushed up her tit and lowered her head so that she could lick and then suck her nipple. Her hands then moved down to her beautiful, Spanish pussy. Pulling herself open, her lush pink güvenilir casino lips and dripping love button were only inches from my mouth. She began to rub herself with the tips of her fingers, pressing down on her clit as she rubbed it in a slow, clockwise motion.

The sight of this woman opening herself up completely was bringing out an animal passion I never knew I had.

“Fuck yourself!” I said. “Stick two fingers in your juicy cunt.”

Maria obeyed. She began to jerk herself off, her fingers disappearing deep inside her. I was feeling like a sexed craved junkie. Getting high on the sight in front of my face.

“Look at yourself. Look at your fingers fucking your cunt.”

Maria bent her head so she could watch herself as her fingers frigged faster and faster, harder and harder into her soaking pussy.

Maria began moaning. “Oh, God!” she cried. “I’m fucking my cunt.”

“Now taste yourself. Suck your cum off your fingers.”

As soon as her fingers left her hole I jammed three of mine up her snatch. Maria licked her glistening fingers, savoring the taste of her own love juice. I moved my head to within an inch of her dripping cunt.

“I can smell your pussy, you whore!” I said, ramming my fingers deep in her.

My own pussy was now on fire again. I pulled Maria’s pussy on to my mouth and sucked and licked her cunt. As I did this I pushed a finger into her ass. Lubricated with her cum, my finger slipped easily up her butt.

“Yes! Fuck my ass. Eat my cunt and fuck my ass,” Maria cried. She was then consumed by her orgasm. She ground her hips into my face. In return I pushed a second finger up her ass and sucked hard on her swollen clit. With each wave she fucked my mouth and I fucked her ass.

She finally collapsed into my arms and we lay together in a heap. I slowly pulled my fingers from her ass and tasted them, savoring the taste of her ass and pussy mixed together.

“Is this how you welcome all your guests?” I asked, when we had both recovered.

“Only cute little whores,” she said. “Now, how about I bring my toys over tomorrow?”

I kissed her long and passionately, and then said, “I think this could be the best vacation I’ve ever had.”

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“Well was there any plan for the evening other then us fucking each other’s brains out until we are all too tired to continue,” Dad asked as he unbuckled his pants, letting them fall to the floor. I could already see the expanding outline of his manhood as he stepped out of his pants and pulled off his shirt. The boxers were quick to follow, and soon my father was standing naked before us. He took his tool in his hand and stroked its growing length. “I have to say that looking at all those firm tits and wet pussies is getting me very aroused.”

Dad had been the last one into the living room and he now stood before the rest of us, seated on the two legs of the sectional sofa idly caressing each other. Once dinner had been finished and the table was cleared we had all gathered in the living room. There was a wide range in everyone’s state of undress. Jim and Eric had pulled on boxer shorts before dinner, and Mom had also added her bikini bottoms, though her firm breasts still swung free. Jill, Jenna and I were completely naked, not having had time to find cloths before dinner. This was just fine with me as I preferred the freedom, as well as the view that the other’s nakedness afforded me.

Aunt Jill was the first to speak up, “Well before I told you that I wanted another go at that massive cock of yours, and I meant what I said.”

With that she slid off the couch and ended on her knees in front of Dad. Jill took his thick shaft from his hand and continued to pump it as he had, all the while looking up into his eyes. I could see that Dad was very much looking forward to the rewards that his sister-in-laws talented mouth would deliver. He reached down and took one of Jill’s full breasts in his hand. He began to squeeze it roughly.

Beside me on the couch, Mom’s hand slid into Jim’s lap, taking his rigid member from his own hands. “Let me help you with that, baby,” she cooed.

Jim’s hands moved away as Mom wrapped her fingers around his shaft, and started to pump his thick cock. Jim moaned quietly, and reached over for Mom, his hands exploring her body.

I looked over at Jenna who was engaged in a passionate kiss with Eric, his hands sliding between her legs as she reached into his shorts to take hold of his throbbing erection. My own hand slipped to my pussy, gliding over my already slick folds.

I suddenly had a wicked thought. “I bet that Mom can make Jim cum before you can make Dad shoot his wad, Aunt Jill,” I challenged.

“There is no way you’ll get Greg to cum before I finish off Jim,” Mom responded to her sister immediately. As I expected, the idea of competition took hold quickly between the two sisters.

Jenna too was intrigued by the idea of a blowjob competition. She chimed in, “Well to make this fair, they will both have to start at the same time.”

“Dad, why don’t you come over here, and sit next to Jim,” I suggested getting off the couch.

Jim quickly slid out of his boxes as Dad took a seat on the couch. Soon they both were in position on the sofa, legs spread open and cocks pointing at the ceiling.

“Ok, so what are the rules?” Jill asked as she crawled over to sit between Dad’s legs. Mom took up a similar position in front of her son.

“The first one to display a mouth full of cum is the winner,” I declared.

“And you can only use your mouths and hands,” Jenna added.

“What about tits?” I asked. “I think that titty fucking should be allowed.”

“Is this a blowjob competition or just a make-your-man-cum competition?”

“I thought it was about making your man cum. By any means. I don’t think that we should limit the means.”

“I’m going say that this is a blowjob competition,” Jill added. “I say that I can suck off a cock faster then my sister.”

“Ok, you’re on,” Mom said. “I’m going to have a mouth full of cum, before you even get Greg close to orgasm,” she said taking hold of Jim’s cock once more.

“Fine with me,” I agreed, ready to get things started. “Jenna, are you ready to keep time?”

Jenna adjusted her watch, and said, “Set. Are you ready ladies?”

Both sisters took their respective cocks in hand, “Ready,” they said in unison.

“On the count of three then. One. Two. Three. Suck!” Jenna exclaimed.

Both women jammed their cock into their mouth, and started to suck on the thick members with lust filled enthusiasm. The room filled immediately with the slurping sounds of wet blowjobs as the two sisters raced against each other.

“Oh, that is so hot,” Jenna exclaimed as she watch her mother and aunt sucking my father’s and brother’s full cocks. “Fuck yeah, Mom, suck Uncle Greg’s big fat fucking cock. Make him cum all over that hot fucking tongue of yours.”

Jill’s hands caressed Dad’s thighs as her head bobbed in his lap. While Mom was using her hands pumping Jim’s shaft into her mouth and squeezing his balls. I had to agree with Jenna that it was very arousing to watch the two sisters trying to make their chosen cock cum first. My casino şirketleri fingers found there way back to my moist center, now wetter then ever. I pushed a finger into my pussy as I watched the two women bob on the saliva slick shafts. Their opposing rhythms made them look like a couple of oil rigs.

“God damn, Jill, I forgot what a great cock sucker you are,” Dad grunted. “You may actually win this thing, I’m not sure how much longer I’m going to be able to last.” Both Jim and Dad’s breathing was becoming labored. It was hard to tell whp would be able to hold out longer. I knew from experience that both had quite a lot of stamina.

Jill’s moaned reply was muffled by Dad’s rigid cock. His admission to getting close to his climax gave my aunt an enhanced vigor. Her head bobbed on his shaft with increase frequency as her hand fed his length into her mouth. Dad grunted again. I could also tell that he was getting close from the familiar noises that warned of his impending explosion. His hips began to rise, thrusting his full member further into Jill’s mouth every time she lowered her head onto him.

“Oh, fuck Mom, I can’t fucking hold it. I’m fucking cumming,” Jim cried.

Jim’s exclamation had taken me completely by surprise. I had been so focused on Dad’s impending orgasm that I had completely lost track of Mom’s progress on Jim. My brother’s hips thrust up, pushing his cock deep into Mom’s mouth as he groaned unleashing torrents of his cum.

“Shit, you have a hot mouth,” Dad groaned again. I could tell he was right on the edge now. “Fuck, Jill.” With a final grunt Dad’s body started to convulse as his cum was pumped into his sister-in-law’s mouth.

As Dad continued to grunt his cum between Jill’s wet lips, Mom slowly slid her mouth from Jim’s cock, making sure that she lost as little of his precious treasure as possible. She turned and triumphantly opened her mouth displaying her son’s sperm, cradled on her tongue.

“We have a winner,” Jenna exclaimed. “With an impressive time of 8 minutes and 35 seconds.” Jenna held Mom’s hand over her head, like a boxing champion. Mom quickly swallowed her mouth full of cum, and licked her lips with a satisfied expression.

Jill’s head came off of Dad’s lap, her tongue circling her cum slick lips. “Well I guess I have to admit you are the better cum sucker, Sis.” she conceded. “At least I still got to enjoy your husbands cock. Now let me congratulate the winner,” she said leaning in towards Mom. The two sisters shared a slow and probing kiss; each tongue exploring the other’s mouth, and savoring the flavor of their competition.

“So what did I win, other then this delicious load of cum, of course,” Mom asked. She turned and gave Jim’s leg an appreciative rub. His cock had already wilted to a meager representation of its former strength.

“You get the chance to suck my cock,” Eric offered quickly.

“That is a nice reward,” Mom cooed.

“But this time you have to share,” Jenna declared. “You are moving up to a higher level of competition now.”

“Oh, really?” Mom sounded intrigued. “And how is it that you got a first round bye?”

“Sorry, it just worked out that way, we seem to have a bit of a cock shortage,” Jenna replied. “And, I’m making up the rules,” she added with a grin.

“Well, I guess I can’t argue against the person making up the rules, you’ll just end up stacking the deck against me,” Mom said good naturedly. “So what is this next challenge of yours?”

“Blowjob roulette,” Jenna announced. “The rules are simple. Several women suck on the same cock, one after the other for one minute each. Whoever ends up with the mouth full of cum at the end wins.”

“Ok, that sounds easy enough,” Mom said, positioning herself between Eric’s legs, and sliding her fingers around his fully erect staff. “And you are my competition this time?”

“And me,” I declared, not wanting to be left out of another round of cock sucking.

“Oh, two competitors, that does make things more challenging. Well let’s get it started. I do really want to taste this lovely cock. Who’s keeping time?”

“I’ll do it,” offered Jill. “It’s my punishment for loosing.”

Jenna handed her mother her watch, and then got in line beside me. Mom was going to start things off, and then I would be next and Jenna last. As far as I could tell there was no advantage to any of the positions, as it was unlikely that Eric would cum before we had all gotten several turns to suck him.

“Go,” Jill cried, and Mom was off. She shoved Eric’s rigid shaft into her mouth, wrapping her lips around it. She sucked his rigid pole for all she was worth. I could see her tongue occasionally slip from between her lips as she worked it up and down his shaft.

“Ten seconds,” Jill warned.

Mom slowed her efforts. Her head came up from Eric’s lap, and her hand slid over his shaft several times before Jill called time. When she did, Mom released the cock before her and shifted aside, making room casino firmaları for me. I slide between Eric’s legs, taking his member in my hand. His shaft glistened with Mom’s spit. I pumped him several times with my hand, marveling at his thickness and hardness, before taking him into my mouth. It was still early, and I did not think that there was much chance for success, so I gave him a slow and sensual blowjob to start. My lips slid the length of his shaft, his thick head pushing into the top of my throat. Jenna’s man had a truly wonderful tool, and he had proved earlier that he knew how to use it. My pussy tingled with the memory of his presence.

Jill gave me her ten second warning. I pulled Eric’s cock from my mouth, and gave his shaft a full lick from balls to head. I then took just his head back into my mouth and gave it a couple of good hard sucks, while caressing it with my tongue. Eric moaned, just as my Aunt called time and I relinquished him to my cousin.

Jenna eagerly took hold of her boyfriend’s rod and took him into her mouth. Like Mom, she took him fast, her head bobbing quickly in his lap. She cupped his balls in one hand while pumping his shaft into her mouth with the other, her tongue swirling around the head of his cock. She did this for her full allotted time, before relinquishing his powerful member back to Mom.

Mom again went in fast. She took hold of Eric’s shaft and fed his length into her wanting mouth. Her head bobbed quickly in his lap as she slurped on his massive tool. Mom’s hair fell over her face as continued to suck Eric insistently. I reached forward and pulled her strands back behind her ear, making sure that we all had a good view of her technique. Jill called warning, and after several additional full sucks of his cock she called time and Mom reluctantly handed over Eric’s cock to me.

This time I was more aggressive. I first took his full length into my mouth, feeling his head pass several inches into my throat. I tickled his balls with my tongue, before I fished his length back out of my mouth. I took several large gulps of air, but did not want to waste my precious time breathing when I had cock to suck. I took him back into my mouth and sucked his cock for all I was worth. I worked his length with my tongue as I took in his shaft. My hands caressing his nuts like Jenna had done. I assume that she knew what he liked and that if I mimicked her I increased my chances of getting his creamy reward.

“Switch,” Jill called.

It was Jenna’s turn again but I gave the thick shaft one last long suck before I turned it over to my cousin. She continued to suck much in the manner that she had previously, with one hand on his balls, massaging as she pumped him into her mouth with the other. Eric was getting more excited. He took Jenna’s head in his hands and held her as his hips started to thrust forward. Jenna squealed with delight as Eric fucked her face.

“I think it’s time that this game became a little more interesting,” a voice said behind me. I turned to see Dad behind Mom, massaging her tits with his big hands.

Mom leaned back against his broad chest, her hips grinding her ass into his crotch slowly. “What do you have in mind?” she asked. “Or are you just going to feel us all up after we have taken our turn sucking on Eric’s big cock?”

“I had something a little more provocative in mind,” Dad replied, as he pushed Mom over at the waist, her ass thrust out towards him. I now could see how stiff his member was; it looked like he had been pretty turned on by our escapades. Dad slapped his rigid cock on Mom’s ass, and then pushed it into her visibly wet pussy.

“Oh, fuck that feels so good Greg.” Mom cried as Dad entered her. “Give me the one minute fuck of a lifetime.” Dad tried his best, hammering into Mom’s sodden cunt. But the time was already almost up, and he only got a dozen or so pumps into her before Jill called time.

As Jenna pulled herself away from Eric’s cock, it was all Mom could do to give up the cock in her pussy so that she could take one in her mouth. “You can come with me,” she pleaded, “I can take you both.”

“I’m afraid that’s against the rules,” Dad said in mock reprimand. “This cock is for Lisa now. Come on honey,” Dad beckoned me. “I’m sure you want a ride on daddy’s joy stick.”

“You know I’m your little slut,” I said with a smile as I moved over toward my father. I pulled him to me and gave him a full kiss, our tongues mingling and probing, before I bent over in front of him to let him fill me with his powerful cock. “Oh, God, Dad, I just love the feel of your cock in my tight, wet, little pussy.”

“I think I can help you out Mom,” Jim offered. He lay on his back and slid between her legs as she knelt in front of Eric. Mom spread a little further lowering herself onto her son’s tongue and allowing him a little more room underneath her.

From where I was I had a great view of Mom as she sucked on Eric’s rigid staff, her head bobbing vigorously in his güvenilir casino lap. Not to mention Jim as he lay there and licked at Mom’s steaming cunt, his own cock standing straight up in his lap. I realized quickly that I was not the only one who noticed the situation as Jenna moved in toward Jim’s lonely member.

She took it between her lips and gave him two good long sucks before releasing his shaft. Jim grunted at the unexpected contact with his cock, but never broke rhythm on Mom’s pussy. Jenna then spat a large wad of saliva into her hand, and rubbed it into her pussy as she positioned herself over Jim’s upright cock. Jenna lowered herself onto Jim, who slid insider her with ease. If her pussy felt anything like mine, the saliva was completely unnecessary.

“Ten seconds,” Jill called.

Dad thrust forward with great force, burying his cock fully in my pussy several more times as our time together waned. We were all moaning with pleasure as Jill called time requiring us to switch positions. I was pretty sure that none of us wanted to move, although at the same time the next spot had similar perks. So, we all disengaged from our current lover and shifted forward one position like some sort of musical orgy; luckily here when the music stopped none of the cocks disappeared.

Mom gave Eric’s pole one last long lick as Jim did the same to her dripping cunt. I felt Dad’s thick shaft slip out of me, and suffered a momentary empty feeling. I quickly straddled Jim’s face as I repositioned myself between Eric’s legs. I ran my hands up his strong thighs and took hold of the massive tool before me. Taking it between my lips I sucked on it with quick motions, taking only half his length into my mouth, while using my hand to pump his shaft at the same time. I could feel him twitching slightly in my mouth and wondered if he was almost there.

Behind me I could hear the moans form the women and grunts of the men, knowing that Mom and Jenna were now being well serviced by their respective cocks. Jim’s tongue was doing a wonderful job on my pussy, and it was causing me to whimper over Eric’s shaft.

“Alright, I need some attention too,” I heard Jill mutter. Then she was climbing up on top of the chair that Eric was sitting in. She straddled his head and pushed her bare pussy into his face.

Eric’s hands moved up her legs to her steaming center. “Oh god, your pussy is so fucking wet,” he breathed.

“I know how you love to eat my cunt when it is so fucking wet,” Jill prodded.

“I do.” With that Eric started to lap at his girlfriend’s mother’s dripping pussy. Jill moaned with ecstasy.

I tried to watch Eric eat Jill, but realized that I could not get much of his cock in my mouth while maintaining a good view. I returned my full attention to the shaft in front of me, sucking on it with all my skill. I ran my tongue over his length, and swirled it around his head. His hips bucked up into my mouth, and I could taste a hint of his salty, tangy solution. With the pre-cum now oozing it would not take long to finish him off, but I wasn’t sure if I had the time.

“Ten seconds,” Jill warned.

Shit, I thought. I wasn’t going to be able to make Eric cum in only ten seconds. Jim started to suck on my clit, causing me to cry out loud. “Oh Fuck,” I shouted. Now I was getting close to my own climax. I needed a cock in my pussy.

“Switch.”

Oh thank goodness, I thought, I really need that fucking cock inside me. I gave Eric’s shaft a quick final suck, and kiss on the end of his cock, and shifted back. Jim likewise was reluctant to give up my pussy on his tongue, but knew that he was about to gain it on his cock. I took hold of his tool, and shoved up inside my saturated pussy.

“Oh, fuck, Jim,” I cried as I sat on his shaft, feeling him push up inside me until he was filling me completely. “I need that fucking cock so fucking bad little brother. Fuck me good and hard, I fucking need it. Oh, Fuck Me. Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me fuckme.”

My concentration was so focused on Jim’s cock in my pussy that I paid little attention to the other women around me. Jim thrust up into me in, matching my rhythm as I bounced on his gloriously rigid cock. I wished that I could have been fucking Dad just then, not because Jim wasn’t doing a good job, or was any less capable, but I wanted to get it from behind and with Jim on his back to lick Jenna’s cunt he could not service me the way that I would really like. But I also knew that Mom would complain bitterly if I tried to rob her of her turn with Dad as she also liked to get it doggy style. In the end it made little difference. I had been so close to cumming from Jim’s tongue work, that I soon found myself right on the edge.

“Damn it Jim, fucking, Fuck Me,” I called out. My breathing was becoming labored, and I could feel my body tightening. “Harder Jim. Fuck me as hard as you fucking can and don’t fucking stop. I don’t care what Jill’s watch says. Oh God yes, just like that. Oh, Fuck. Oh Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes. Oh, Fuck. Oh, Yes. Oh, Fuck. Fuck me. Fuck. I’m Fucking cumming. Oh Fuck Yes. Oh Fuck. Ohhhh, Fuuuuuuck. Fuck. Oh, God Jim that was so fucking good.”

“Switch,” Jill called her own breathing noticeably rougher.

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Aunt Julie Submits Ch. 01

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Julie was glad her nephew Ben would be spending the weekend with them. Her husband, Jeff, was out of town for work and while she certainly didn’t need any help with the girls — Emily (19) and Ryan (15) were old enough to watch themselves — or around the house — Jeff kept the place immaculate — she appreciated the company and his presence all the same.

She especially was glad to have him around for Emily. Emily had always been Julie’s favorite. She was smart and creative and quirky. Julie could remember her writing (actually good) children’s books for her mother from as early as 6 year’s old. Through high school she had maintained a vlog for anime reviews and built up a considerable audience. But she was also painfully shy and not the most ambitious girl in the world. Jeff had been a good stepfather, but he was also a skeptic on the value of a *liberal* college education and his ranting was all the rationalization Emily needed to forego applying to college and keep working at the YMCA down the street. Julie never let on, but it broke her heart.

Ben was a worldly 25 years old. He had gone away to college and studied abroad in Italy and Poland. He lived in NYC now, working in advertising and playing in a band on the weekends. He worked out. He was driven. And Julie hoped a full weekend with her cousin would be a good influence on her and maybe inspire her to work towards moving out of the house. Ben and Emily had always been really close when they were little, but it had been a long time since they had spent real quality time together.

But there was also the fact that Julie was just excited to have Ben around.

Over the past few years she had developed a sort of…crush on her nephew. It wasn’t that she explicitly fantasized about him — that would be wrong. But she had always had a thing for younger men. At the hospital where she worked, flirting with the young doctors and residents made her feel sexy at 49, even in her scrubs. She was a natural flirt. And Ben was a hot, interesting young man after all. He had hot friends. She just enjoyed his energy.

She knew it was silly that she saw having him around as some kind of release, but truth be told, she was pent up. Jeff was a good man and he loved her and even romanced her, quick to plan a date night or dote on her for a special occasion. He always made her feel so special and she fell in love with him for it. But he was also not the world’s most in shape man, he dressed like a bit of a goober, and, there was no way around it, he was lousy in bed. Julie was grateful (and happy!) after all she and the girls had been through over the years to have Jeff in her life, but she missed feeling a certain type of sexy. A little…naughty. But she also knew any flirtation with Ben was all in her head. And that was ok!

In any case she was looking forward to the weekend. She had just wrapped up her Friday night late shift at the hospital and picked up some snacks and beer from the drug store. The girls would be asleep by now, but Eric had told her he expected to be awake still, watching Sportscenter or Late Night TV. Jeff didn’t drink and thus Julie herself did rarely. It had been a few months since she last had a beer and she was glad for the excuse.

Julie pulled up to the house instantly annoyed to find the girls had left the garage door open. She made a mental note to nag them the next morning as she carried the beer into the house. She stepped in the door, set the beer down in the hallway and turned to hit the garage door button when she suddenly heard a noise from down the hall in the living room.. A strange…slurping sound?

She dialed into the noise and now heard an alarming…gagging. Her maternal instincts kicking in, she momentarily made a move to urgently find out who was choking before she heard what sounded like Ben’s voice and stopped cold. “That’s it, Emily. All the way.” Was he…moaning?

Julie quietly shut the door into the house from the garage but didn’t hit the button to shut the garage door, which would have made a big racket. She didn’t stop to think about why. She just tiptoed down the hall till she came to the kitchen, where around the corner was the connected, open living room and the source of the moaning. “Ohhhh yes, Emily.”

Julie discretely peered around the corner and confirmed what she somehow already knew she would find. There was her 19-year old daughter, naked save for her boy shorts, on her knees in front of Ben, dutifully sucking her cousin’s impressively large cock while he sat on the couch and ran his fingers through her hair.

Julie was shocked and horrified. Too stunned and speechless to move any further into room and say something. She wanted to scream. It was all so, so wrong. But she just kept on watching, She watched her nephew’s hand guiding her daughter’s head , she watched Emily’s lips clinging to Ben’s shaft as her mouth slid up and down, she watched her daughter expertly fondling his balls. She started to think about how big exactly Ben’s cock might casino şirketleri be. It looked like at least 7 or 8 inches from the hallway. Bigger than Jeff’s that’s for sure.

Julie kept watching as Ben reached forward, pasted Emily’s blonde curls, and started to rub Emily’s asshole through her boy shorts while she deep throated him. This was too much for Julie to take. She recoiled back into the hallway, only just then realizing that what she watching might go much, much further if she didn’t stop it. She knew she should stop it. She knew she should say something. But she didn’t. She quietly tip toed upstairs to her bedroom.

She reached her closet in a full on panic. What should she do? Should she call Jeff? First she needed to change. She was a sweaty, uncomfortable mess. She peeled her clothes off, only realizing when she got down to her panties just how soaking wet her pussy had gotten. A wave of guilt hit her. Why had she gotten wet watching her daughter give a blow job…to her nephew? She was a horrible person.

She found herself getting angry. It was disrespectful of them to be doing that in her house. They were cousins. It was all wrong. She was going to go down there and humiliate them for what they did…were doing? Were they still doing it? Julie put her ear to her bedroom door. She heard a toilet flush from downstairs.

“I guess they’re done,” she thought, sitting down on her bed. Should she even bother now? Should she just wait for tomorrow to confront them?

Now a different emotion hit her, one that made her feel even more ashamed — jealousy. Emily was so shy and rarely talked about boys since her longtime high school boyfriend broke up her at the end of their senior year. Julie had doubted if she was even sexually active or was still a virgin. Now she was sucking her cousin’s cock? Julie was the one who always flirted with Ben at holiday parties. She was the one coming home with the beer. If anyone should have been sucking Ben’s cock it should have been her.

She was ashamed of the thought. And barely even realized her hand had found its way down her pajama pants to her clit. She paused, but ultimately gave herself permission to make herself cum. She just saw her daughter with her cousin’s dick in her mouth, Emily was the one in the wrong…the least Julie could do was have an orgasm. There was no harm in just fantasy.

It didn’t take her long to cum imagining how hard Ben’s cock had looked in Emily’s mouth. She was being so submissive to him. Julie wanted to be used like that. Jeff had never fucked Julie. They had sex of course. And more than some couples she thought. But he never truly *fucked* her. She needed it. Her pussy felt so achingly empty. And she thought about how Ben had touched Emily and how it had been more than a decade since anyone had given her asshole any attention.

A couple minutes later, coming down from her orgasm, Julie remembered the beer. And the garage door. She looked over at the clock. 12:44am. She figured they must have headed to bed by now. It was probably safe to go downstairs.

Julie creeped down the stairs and turned down the hallway when she heard more sounds, the unmistakeable thigh slapping sound of sex. She stopped in her tracks. Ben and Emily were fucking. She couldn’t see it, but the more her ears adjusted she could hear it all — the heavy breathing, the distinct sounds of a cock slipping in and out of a wet cunt, the moans, the occasional light spank.

Julie was shocked at the audacity of it. She was even more shocked at how dripping wet her pussy was again. It was all a bit hard to process, but the one thing she knew was she wanted to see it, she needed to see it. Then she would stop it.

Julie snuck down the hall, stopping short of the kitchen, too afraid of getting caught to peek around the corner.

Why was she afraid? They were the ones who should be ashamed. But it didn’t matter. Julie stayed pin to the wall in the hallway listening to the now louder sounds of Ben and Emily fucking.

“Oh yeah, take it you dirty slut, take your cousin’s cock,” Ben grunted.

Julie should have been horrified. Instead, it took everything in her not to start rubbing her clit again. Then she suddenly noticed the oven in the kitchen gave a reflection of the living room in the low light. It was blurry, but without question she could see that Ben had Emily on all fours, fucking her doggy style on the couch. One hand was gripping her hips while the other pulled her head back by her ponytail.

Julie wished it was her. She thought about her daughter’s body. Like her mother she had big boobs, big hips and big butt, though she didn’t have the cellulite and stretch marks Julie had picked up over the years. Also Julie was a brunette (and of course had been dying her hair for years). Emily did have a little pot belly though. She did not eat healthy at all. But her ass was always on display through her leggings — all she wore was leggings — no wonder she caught Ben’s eye.

“I’m going casino firmaları to cum! Please let me cum,” Emily begged in an urgent, but hushed moan.

Julie snapped back into focus. Her right hand had indeed found her aching pussy.

“Cum for me, slut,” Ben allowed.

Julie stood there in shame, masturbating while listening to her daughter’s orgasm. She couldn’t control herself. Then, she saw the beer.

Just above the oven to the left on the counter was the beer Julie had bought earlier, far from the spot in the hallway where she had left it. Julie started to panic. They knew she was here. One of them did anyway. She was frozen and confused. Why would they keep fucking if they knew she was here?

“I brought your beer into the kitchen for you, Aunt Julie,” Ben said from the living room.

Julie’s eyes widened. He knew she was watching. Fuck. Then, fueled my adrenaline, she charged into the room.

“What the fuck do you guys think you’re doing!” Julie screamed.

Emily, clearly confused and now mortified, leapt under a throw blanket on the couch with a yelp.

“I think that’s pretty obvious,” Ben said with a dry smile.

“Don’t be cute with me, Ben. This is so wrong. This is fucked. You guys are in so much trouble. You’re just lucky you didn’t wake up your sister.”

“I’m so so sorry Mom! It’s not what it looks like,” Emily pled.

“Oh really, honey?” Julie shot back. “It sure looks like you were bent over taking your cousin’s dick. Do I have that wrong?”

Ben, who had yet to take the opportunity to cover himself, just nodded, as if to say, “Nope, all correct.”

“Mom, you don’t understand–“

“Wait till I tell Jeff about this,” Julie interrupted. “Do you really think we’re going to let you live in this house if this is how you act? You need help! Professional help!”

“Mom, you know I can’t afford to live on my own! I know you’re angry but –“

“You know I’m angry? You have no idea!”

Suddenly Ben chimed in. “Well it seemed to really turn you on.”

“Excuse me?” Julie asked sharply. “And can you please cover yourself!”

“I haven’t cum yet,” Ben said, matter-of-factly.

“What?”

“I haven’t cum yet. Emily came, but I didn’t.” Ben stroked his glistening cock, watching as Julie’s eyes became glued to his throbbing bulge. “I’m not going to cover myself until I cum. Do you want to make me cum?”

“You arrogant, little prick! Are you crazy?”

Ben stood up, growing more and more confident. “I think what’s crazy is you’re going to punish your daughter for something you were just masturbating to.”

“Mom? What?” Emily asked, confused.

“Um, I was NOT masturbating,” Julie insisted.

“I could see you in the reflection in the oven,” said a smug Ben. “And there’s a wet spot on the crotch of your pajamas.”

Julie could feel both their eyes on her pussy now. It was dripping wet and throbbing. She knew it. And she knew Ben knew it too. Now even Emily knew it. Julie was speechless for what seemed like forever.

“That doesn’t matter,” Julie eventually stammered, unconvincingly. “That doesn’t change what you did.”

Ben was unfazed. “I know you think you need to be all angry about this, but we’re clearly not going to be doing any judging. I think you’d be much happier if you came over and took me in your mouth.”

Julie did not know how to counter such irrational confidence. She knew this was all as wrong as wrong could get, but with each passing second it was beginning to feel, not acceptable, but like just a small transgression. A mistake that maybe could be made and then forgotten.

“I am not going to suck your dick,” Julie protested weakly. “I can’t wait to hear what your father is going to think about this.”

“I don’t think you’re going to tell him,” said Ben.

“Oh no?”

“No, because I know you really want to feel my cock in your mouth.”

Julie was running out of moves. He was right.

“I won’t be mad,” Emily added, desperate to avoid any consequences. “I won’t tell anyone.”

Julie remembered how excited she was to flirt with Ben earlier and how silly she had felt about wanting it. Now she couldn’t take her eyes off his cock. She didn’t say anything more and neither did Ben. He knew he had won.

“It’s ok, Mom. His cock is so nice.”

Julie slowly got down on her knees and crawled between Ben’s legs. His hand came to the back of her head as she lowered her mouth to his cock, trying to avoid eye contact with her daughter, who she could feel watching her.

“That’s it,” Ben moaned. “That’s much better. Taste Emily’s cum.”

Julie hadn’t thought about that. Her daughter had just cum all over this dick and now it was in her mouth. The truth is, she didn’t care. Being such a dirty slut was turning her on. She responded by taking more and more of her nephew’s cock into her throat and she could tell by the way he started to pull her hair and guide her head up and down that he knew she was his now, at güvenilir casino least for tonight.

“Wow, Mom.”

Emily couldn’t believe what she was seeing either.

“Let’s make your mom more comfortable, Emily,” Ben instructed, reaching down and pulling Julie’s shirt up over her head. Julie paused her blow job just long enough to take the shirt off before swallowing up her nephew’s cock again.

Emily meanwhile guided her mom onto all fours and pulled her mom’s pajamas down over her ass and helped them off.

“Don’t forget her panties.”

Emily quickly complied and Julie tried to process the strange sensation of her daughter sliding her g string down her legs while she choked on her nephew’s cock. Ben was beginning to gently thrust into her mouth now, fucking her face.

“Your mom’s being such a good girl and tasting your pussy, don’t you think you should return the favor, Emily?”

Julie tried to take her mouth off of Ben to protest, but he held the back of her head and forbid it. The control made Julie’s pussy quiver, which only intensified when her daughter’s soft, young tongue reached her clit. Julie couldn’t believe how obedient a slut Emily was for Ben, happily lapping away at her mother’s pussy. How long had they been doing this? Did they plan this?

Julie only half cared to know. It felt great and she was struggling not to cum on her daughter’s face.

Ben reached down and spread Julie’s large ass cheeks.

“Both her holes deserve some attention, Emily,” Ben instructed.

Without skipping a beat, Emily moved her mouth to Julie’s tight, puckered, slightly hairy asshole and started tracing circles with the tip of her tongue.

Julie let out a deep moan from around Ben’s dick as Emily started fucking her tight ass with her tongue.

“That’s good, Emily. She likes it.”

“I love it baby, don’t stop,” escaped Julie’s lips, surprising everyone in the room.

Emily moved back to Julie’s pussy as Ben slid a finger into her asshole. The combination of Ben’s finger fucking and Emily’s pussy licking was pure heaven for Julie as moan after moan escaped her mouth as she drooled all over her nephews balls.

“Ok, I’m gonna cum from too much more of this. Let’s switch places, Emily.”

Ben and Emily swapped positions with Julie still up on all fours between them. Julie avoided her daughter’s eyes as she sat down in front of her while Ben lined up his cock at the entrance of her soaking wet pussy.

“I’m going to fill your pussy up with my cum, Aunt Julie.”

Julie heard Ben’s words and briefly thought about how she wasn’t on birth control. It was probably fine at her age right? Not that it mattered. A second later her nephew’s 8-inch cock filled her completely and in that moment she would have let him cum in or on any place he wanted. It felt so good to have him throbbing inside of her, his hands on her hips. She could feel his eyes glued to her ass, cellulite and stretch marks and all. She felt wanted. His moans with every thrust made her feel more desired than she had in years.

She was already close to cumming when she finally thought to look up in front of her at Emily, who herself was now up on all fours spreading her ass cheeks for Julie, at Ben’s instruction.

“I’m going to fuck Emily’s asshole next, Aunt Julie. I want you to get it ready for me.”

She didn’t have time to be shocked, not that anything would have shocked her at this point. His hand was already guiding her head forward and in that moment she would have done anything to keep his cock happily thrusting into her.

Without protest, Julie stuck her tongue out and into her daughter’s naughtiest hole.

“Mmmm yes, Mom. Your tongue feels so good in my ass”

Julie felt dirty. How would she face her daughter tomorrow? How would she face her husband? These questions were already in her head, but it was impossible to care about anything more than Ben’s cock in her pussy. She noticed the more enthusiastically she seemed to eat her daughter’s ass the harder he would fuck her and the louder he would moan. So, she set to trying her best to rim Emily to an orgasm and enjoyed how delirious it made her nephew pumping inside of her.

Ben started spanking his aunt and Julie could feel her knees getting weak. She was about to cum and thought it appropriate to ask for permission.

“Ben, I need to cum,” she panted. “Can I cum? Please?”

“Yes, Aunt Julie. Cum on your nephews cock like a good whore.”

The degradation was enough to put her over the edge and she lifted her face from Emily’s ass to moan loudly while her pussy clenched around Ben’s cock. Ben’s hand clamped over her mouth.

“Wouldn’t want to wake Ryan would we?”

His calm control of her only made her cum harder. He was fucking her hard and mercilessly and she could feel him tensing up. He let out one more moan before blowing his load deep into his aunt’s cunt.

Ben pulled out and gave Julie one more good, hard spank before sitting back in the couch out of breath. Emily hurried to her knees in front of him and took his cock, covered in Julie’s juices, into her mouth.

“Good girl, Emily. Clean that cock and get it hard again for your ass.”

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