Better Than A Dream

Better Than A Dream

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I was sound asleep in our bed lying next to you. When I awoke from my dream, my heart beating frantically, my body aching with desire. I have had erotic dreams before but this one was incredible, in this dream you were making love to me, on a breathtaking beach on the coast. Not only was it beautiful it was romantic and enchanting.

As I lay there looking at you, I wanted nothing more than to have you right there and then. Slowly I pull the covers from you, exposing every curve of your body. I looked down at your chest, so strong. Then moving my eyes to your stomach and finally to your cock. My pulse raced even faster just the sight of you made me wetter. I took my hand and slowly ran my long fingernails gently over your chest, lightly touching your nipples, I tracing them with my finger tips. I watched as your body begins to react to my touch, your nipples growing harder. My hand slowly and softly moving down your chest, over your stomach, I can feel the soft hair gently going under my hand. Lightly I tickle your skin with my fingertips, moving my hand just above your groin and then down to your legs. Rubbing the inside of your thighs with my nails softly, my fingertips very gently touching your balls, I lean over and kiss your neck sucking it softly as my fingers slowly move up and down over your cock. The skin on your cock so soft, I trace it up and down the shaft, and over the head. You have the most gorgeous cock I have ever seen.

I slowly move my tongue over your skin from your neck to your chest, tasting you, wanting to taste more. I lick slowly down your neck you your nipple kissing it tenderly, licking it as I take your cock in my hand. I slowly start rubbing the shaft softly in my hand, feeling it growing harder little by little. You stir briefly but do not wake up. I take your nipple in my hot wet mouth, sucking it gently, my hand holding your cock firmly between my long fingers I stroke it. Moving my hand up and down I rub the head of your cock in my palm massaging it. My tongue softly licking your Kastamonu Escort nipple I slide it down your chest, giving you soft little kisses as I go.

I move down and climb in between your legs. Your cock lying there your cock so close to my face, I take it back into my hand. Stroking it very moderately, bringing it to my lips, softly I kiss it. Gently licking the head of your cock all the way around in particular the little spot just under the head of your cock, my tongue teasing it, I feel your cock swelling. Opening my mouth just a bit more I take only the head of your cock into my hot wet mouth. I suck it gingerly, sliding your cock, inch by inch into my mouth. I feel it becoming harder in my mouth. You start to move a little but stop, I look up at you and you appear to still be unawake. I slowly slide your cock in and out of my wet hot mouth. Moving my head a little faster, loving the way your cock tastes, I moan ever so softly not wanting to wake you. Savoring each and every second your cock is in my mouth.

With my other hand I start to rub my pussy lips. I take two fingers, my index and middle finger and insert them into my responsive pussy, rubbing my clit hard. Every inch of my body longing to have your cock inside of me. I take your cock out of my mouth, and hold it in my hand as I continue to embrace it. I then climb on top of you gently not wanting to wake you just yet. Taking your cock I bring it to my fiery sultry pussy, sliding it in ever so leisurely, taking every inch of it in, I feel it go so deep, I run my hands up and down your chest. I slowly begin to rock my hips. My pussy being filled with your enormously hard cock. I reach up and rub my tits in my hands. Cupping them firmly, I caress them, as I move my hips faster.

I feel you move a little, and I look to your face to see if you’re awake. You still seem to be asleep, so I continue to move my hips slowly. With each movement your cock sliding deeper into my hot soaked pussy, moaning quietly as I can, with Kastamonu Escort Bayan the amount of passion I am feeling at this very moment. All of the sudden I feel your hips move rigorously, your cock going so much deeper into me. I cry out surprised a little and look down at you. You are looking up at me, smiling that incredible smile of yours as your hips move wildly. Your cock moving in and out of me so rapidly.

I arch my back taking you even deeper into my sopping wet cunt, pinching and pulling my nipples gently. Your hands move to my waist holding it tight in your strong hands. Gripping it as you shove your hard cock deeper and faster in to my pussy as I start to cum hard, my juices running out of me onto you. I lie down on top of you kissing you passionately on the lips. Looking into your eyes, I smile at you. “Good morning baby,” I say to you. Holding you in my arms, kissing you softly, passionately.

After a brief time I lightly climb off of you. I move to go back to take that precious cock of yours into my mouth, but you stop me. You push me down onto the bed. Lying there on my back I looking up at you. Your body pressing hard against me you hold my arms above my head, your hands over my wrists you kiss me hard on my neck, sucking it. Sliding your tongue down over my skin you take my nipple sucking it powerfully into your warm mouth. My body wiggling with delight, moaning from you touch. Your tongue slithering down over my stomach towards my pussy my body trembles faintly.

I spread my legs as you move down closer, anticipating your touch I bite my lower lip hard between my teeth, my thoughts of how badly I want to feel your tongue against my pussy on my clit. You take your hands separating my pussy lips, holding them open I feel your tongue glide over them. Moving in to my clit, I feel your tongue move quickly against it, fluttering over it fast. Moaning as your mouth plays with my clit. My hips writhing with pleasure. As you continue to eat away at my swollen Escort Kastamonu clit, I feel you suck it into your steamy mouth. I feel your long fingers move into my pussy. You move them in and out so fast, I feel the juices running out of my soaking wet cunt, a puddle forming under my ass, on the bed.

Then you remove your fingers and bring your tongue down to replace them. All of the sudden I feel your fingers as they move to my ass. Your fingers moving briskly up a down the crack of my ass, I feel your wet finger stop at my ass, rubbing it delicately in a very slow circular motion. Very slowly I feel you insert your finger inside of me as you suck on my clit in that hot mouth of yours. You finger moving faster in and out of my ass, exciting me so I moan as I feel myself starting to cum yet once again. My body swarming with passion, feeling such and explosion inside, I cum very hard. Juices from inside pouring out of me. I beg you “please baby please fuck me I need to feel you deep inside of me.” You don’t say a word but you look into my eyes, as you watch me cum for you.

With that you raise my legs gently placing them on your shoulders you slide your cock against my pussy. My body aching to have you inside of me. I watch you as you tease and torment me with your huge cock so close and yet it seems like it isn’t even close to where I want it, where I need it to be. In one moment it goes from so far away to right where it belongs as you ram it deep inside of me, and I cry out in ecstasy. Arching my hips and moving them to your rhythm, I feel your cock as it glides almost effortlessly to my spot that only you know how to find deep with in me and as it rubs against my g spot, I feel my body gush with such amazing force, and I am lost in the moment.

To the point that time simple stands still and for a brief second there is no one else except you and me and we are one, and it is this time I feel you cum inside of me. I look up at you and watch your face loving it when you cum with me. After you cum you lie on top of me your cock still deep inside of me, and you kiss me so passionately, holding me in your arms. Both of us exhausted, we lie there together wrapped in each others arms. My fingers running softly through your hair, as we drift back to sleep. I think to myself something’s are better then a dream.

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Es war Sonntag vormittag und Madame Biggy hatte mich gebeten ihr beim Schaufenster dekorieren zu helfen. Sie hatte Unmengen an Dessous ausgesucht und wollte sie mit meiner Hilfe ins Schaufenster bringen, doch ich meinte:

“Paß mal auf Biggy, weniger ist manchmal mehr. Welches ist Dein teuerstes Teil. … Das ist das Strapsenkorsett mit dem Pfauenmuster. Es ist wahnsinnig teuer und ich habe noch keines verkauft, also z.Z. nur totes Kapital. … OK, Biggy. Du ziehst Dir gleich mal Eins an und derweilen dekoriere ich ein Teil ins Fenster. … Ja und die anderen Sachen? .. Die verkaufen sich von selbst, doch den Ladenhüter verkaufst Du nur so. Laß mich ruhig machen.”

Ich räumte das ganze Fenster leer und drapierte dafür das Luxuskorsett mittig auf einem goldenen Tuch. Derweilen zeigte sich Biggy in dem Luxusteil ohne Höschen. Ich bat sie dann dringen den passenden Tanga dazu anzuziehen und machte etliche Fotos von ihr mit einer Digitalkamera. Ich drucke sie groß aus und lege sie auch ins Schaufenster. Dazu passend richte ich die Spots einzeln auf die Bilder, so das das Korsett im Halbdunkel bleibt. Dann gilt es abzuwarten. Es dauert kaum eine halbe Stunde und mehrere Damen stehen schon fasziniert vorm Fenster. Wir blinzeln vorsichtig durch den Vorhang, um zu schauen. Ganz recht, schon fast an der Tür steht ein Superweib. Um sie besser zu sehen, öffne ich den Vorhang etwas weiter und werde so prompt von ihr gesehen. Lächelnd blinzelt sie mir zu. Klar, das ich zurücklächle. Dann fährt sie sich mit der Zungenspitze über die roten Lippen und schließt die Augen. Als sie mich wieder anschaut, lasse ich meinen Zungenspitze deutlich züngeln. Eine knappe Minute steht sie ihm Geschäft und wird von mir begrüßt.

“Guten Tag, meine Liebe, schön das sie sich für dieses exquisite Luxusdessous so interessieren. … Ja. … Ich denke, es wird hervorragend ihre herrliche Figur krönen. … Ja. … Biggy, würdest Du die Dame bitte übernehmen? … Oh, ich dachte Sie würden mich bedienen. … Da muß ich erst die Chefin fragen. … Madame Biggy, die Dame möchte von mir bedient werden. Ist das OK? … Gnädige Frau, wünschen Sie denn den kompletten Service? … Ja, gerne nehme ich alles, was der Herr mir bieten kann. … Und warum? Was kann er denn wohl besser, als ich seine Chefin? … Ich denke alles, weil er ein Mann ist, aber ich habe auch nichts dagegen von Ihnen Beiden komplett bedient zu werden!”

Dann flüstert sie Biggy leise etwas ins Ohr und Biggy nickt überdeutlich und schließt dann die Ladentüre ab. Die Kundin hat dieses Zeichen sofort verstanden und beginnt sich schon zu entkleiden. Ihre eigentlich ganz netten Kastamonu Escort Dessous legt sie dezent auf einen Sessel und setzt sich dann, nur noch mit Strümpfen und Pumps bekleidet in einen anderen Sessel und kramt nach Zigaretten. Galant reiche ich ihr eine und zünde sie auch an. Wenn ich sie mir recht ansehe, wirklich ein Superweib. Langes dunkles Haar, ein wirklich liebes Gesicht und ein Klasse Fahrgestell mit zwei guten Airbags, die frei stehen können und dabei lieblich wackeln. Wie würden diese Wonnehüpfer wohl wackeln, wenn sie mich reitet, denke ich, als ich mich auch ausziehe. Beide treten wir nun vor sie und ich ziehe Biggy ihr Kleid aus und dann steht sie vor der Kundin in dem Luxuskorsett. Ich stehe vor ihr und mein Schwanz steht auch. Er steht stramm vor diesem Luxusteil. Da Biggy jetzt keinen Tanga mehr trägt, steht mein Steifer schön vor ihrer offenen Fotze und Biggy zieht mich an sich. Sanft, fast anmutig, gleitet mein Ficker ihr stramm ins Fötzchen und wir umarmen uns. Hell lachend, klatscht die Kundin uns Beifall.

“So ihr Lieben, jetzt möchte ich aber auch unbedingt mein Korsett anziehen und dann kann es gerne losgehen. Ich bin schon sehr aufgeregt, was die Herrenbedienung betrifft!”

Biggy nimmt jetzt eine passende Größe und hält es der Dame vor, während ich mal wieder zuhaken muß. Doch als ich fertig bin, hat mir Biggy wenigstens ein Bein übergelassen, so daß ich nun sehr sorgfältig, den Strumpfsaum an die Strapsenhalter festmachen darf. Dabei habe ich eine gute Aussicht auf das feine Fötzchen der Dame, die sich ein niedliches kleines Dreieck in die ebenso schwarzen Schamhaare geschnitten hat. Zärtlich streichele ich die duftig weichen Härchen und genieße dabei den herzhaft süßen Frauenduft, der aus den schon reichlich angeschwollenen Schamlippen strömt. Ein sehnsüchtiger Blick nach oben, gewährt mir ein charmantes Lächeln und einen guten Blick auf ihre so frei stehenden Wackeltitten in einem Luxuskorsett. Als ich ihr zunicke hat sie sogleich verstanden. Mit den Fingern zieht sie ihre Schamlippen ganz weit auseinander und ich kann voll in ihre Zauberfotze sehen. Rosig hell, mit einem blutroten satten Kitzler und schon fast überfluten von duftendem Fotzensaft. Vorsichtig lecke ich leicht über ihren Kitzler und sofort geht ein feines Zittern durch die ganze Frau und ganz leise unterdrückt, beginnt sie rhythmisch im Takt meiner nun folgenden Leckerei, zu stöhnen.

“Ja, Du liebes Mann, leck Judys geilen Kitzler, Du hast sofort meine geilste Stelle erkannt. … Sie ist aber auch wirklich sehr delikat. … Oh, Du Lieber, noch nie hat ein Mann so lieb von meiner Liebesknospe Kastamonu Escort Bayan gesprochen. Du bist sehr erfahren, denke ich, kennst Du den G-Punkt? … Gewiß, Judy, soll ich. … Himmlisch, ich kenne die Erfahrung nicht, was muß ich tun, um es zu erleben? … Legen Sie sich doch einfach bequem auf den Diwan und lassen Sie sich von mir bedienen!”

Ich geleite die Dame auf den Diwan, spreizte ihre Beine weit offen auseinander und gehe dann in die 69ger Stellung über sie. Ein Blick nach hinten, ja, mein Schwanz hängt genau so über ihrem Gesicht, wie ich mir das vorgestellt habe. Na ja, das mit dem G-Punkt ist so eine Sache. Die Dame bekommt nämlich einen solch fulminanten Orgasmus, daß wenn sie ihr mit ihrem Schwanz noch einen Fickorgy machen wollen, wäre das nur noch lächerlich.

Also lassen sie es lieber, der Vergleich geht nie gut für sie aus. Ergo mache ich es auch nicht. Als ich ihre warmen Lippen an meiner Eichel fühle, beginne ich ihr meinen Mittelfinger einzuführen. Schöne Nässe flutet mir entgegen und ich komme sehr gut voran. Besonders spornt mich nun an, daß sie mich jetzt ganz und gar in ihrer Mundfotze hat und mir den Schwanz wirklich himmlisch bläst. Vorsichtig reibt nun mein Finger über die rubbeliche Innenseite der Möse und prompt finde ich den kleinen Punkt, der wirklich nicht mehr, als eine winzige Erhebung, weniger als ein Pickel ist. Doch seine Wirkung ist unübertrefflich, denn schon meine erste überaus zärtliche Berührung, läßt einen Orkan beginnen. Wild bäumt sie sich auf, aber ich habe sie fest im Griff. Laut jault sie auf, doch das wird bestimmt noch schlimmer werden. Gottseidank vergißt sie aber meinen Schwanz nicht. So streiche ich nun wirklich zärtlichst weich über den Punkt und ein mächtiges Zittern geht durch ihren ganzen Körper, das mich ebenso anturnt, wie ihr steigerndes Blaskonzert. Schon fühle ich, wie es mir zu kommen scheint, doch, wer nun zuerst?

Ich fahre jetzt richtig kraftvoll über den Punkt und schon hat sie die Frage entschieden. Sie zittert und schüttelt sich und brüllt, wie am Spieß und pumpt und pumpt mit ihrer zuckenden Fotze. Ja, sie erlebt ihren ersten G-Punkt Orgasmus, in vollen Zügen. Nur ganz allmählich erschafft sie, doch dafür ficke ich ihr nun meinen Harten durch ihre Mundfotze und sie preßt wunderbar ihre Lippen um ihn zusammen. Kein Laut kommt jetzt über meine Lippen, aber ich fühle es so wundersam, ich laufe völlig in ihrer Mundfotze aus. Das einzige Geräusch, ist ihr Schlucken und Schlabbern, den die Dame muß jetzt wirklich meinen ganze heiße Ficksoße schlucken. Und sie schluckt anscheinend mit großem Genuß. Langsam Escort Kastamonu erhebe ich mich und setzte mich auf ihren Luxuskorsettbauch.

Mein Schwanz steht noch wie die berühmte 1. und ragt so, stramm durch ihre fürstlichen Tittenbrüste. Lustvoll leckt sie ihn jetzt ab und saugt dann den Rest aus … so denken wir, doch warum weiß ich nicht … als sie mich jetzt so tief einsaugt, kommt es mir nochmals. Wieder ist es wie ein großer Strom, wie ich in ihren Mund auslaufe. Doch diesmal schluckt diese Dame nichts. Als ich vorsichtig meinen Schwanz aus ihrer Mundfotze ziehe, beginnt sie herrlich zu gurgeln. Dicker weißer Schaum steht ihr so bald vorm Mund, den ihr Biggy nun begehrlich ableckt, um auch was von mir zu haben. Verdammt, mein Schwanz steht immer noch. Soll ich? Klar ich möchte sie doch noch auf mir reiten und dabei ihre netten Titten wackeln sehen. Im Nu bin ich auf dem Rücken und die Dame besteigt mich. Natürlich beugt sie sich artig über mich, um sich abzustützen und natürlich hängen mir ihre anmutigen Wackeltitten ins Gesicht. Sie scheint sich mit dieser Stellung gut auszukennen, denn sie ist nicht auf den Knien, sondern ist in der Hocke über mir. Wenn sie sich jetzt gleich auf mir spießt, dann kann mein Schwanz so tief in sie eindringen, wie in kaum einer anderen Position.

Akkurat hockt sie jetzt über mir und mit einem wilden Aufschrei, läßt sie sich einfach auf mich sacken und hat meinen Ficker bis zum Anschlag in der Fotze. Natürlich haben ihre Titten dabei wunderbar gewackelt. Und wie sie erst wackeln, als sie ihren süßen Fickritt beginnt. Fabelhaft im Takt hüpfen ihre süßen Springbälle. Grabsche ich sonst jetzt gerne zu, so halte ich nun nur meine Handflächen gegen ihre satten Brüstenippel, was sie wahnsinnig zu erregen scheint. Ein grandios Anblick, diese Dame in ihrem neuen Luxusstrapsenkorsett so elegant auf mir reiten zu sehen. Alles was ich brauche ist jetzt auf meinem Schwanz, eine liebliche und schöne Frau in eleganten Dessous mit wunderbaren Wackeltitten. Im wilden Ritt, fickt sie mich und führt sich selber noch zu einem fulminanten Orgasmus. Jubelnd orgasmiert sie und wirft sich dann zur Gänze auf mich und küßt mich ab. Auf mir liegend hebt sie dann gerne ihren Schoß und läßt sich von Biggy sauber lecken, die bei der Gelegenheit auch noch gerne meinen Schwanz sauber lutscht.

Als wir alle wieder angezogen sind, läuft dann das Geschäftliche. Da diese Dame bar bezahlt, teilt sich Biggy den Gewinn mit mir 50/50, denn ohne meine Idee und die gute Bedienung, hätte sie dieses Luxusdessous wohl kaum so schnell verkauft bekommen. Außerdem stellen wir in den nächsten Tagen fest, daß die Dame wohl mächtig Reklame für uns gemacht hat, denn Biggy kann noch etliche der Luxusteile gut verkaufen. Da keine dieser Kundinnen nach einer männlichen Bedienung verlangt, stelle ich Biggy gegenüber klar, daß diese Dame, wirklich eine Dame war. Nur eine echte Dame genießt und schweigt.

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Hmmm…it feels so soft…a light tongue flick across your balls – just enough to cause your cock to start to rise and receive the ministrations of this treat. A light knock at the door rouses you from your slumber and your fantasy. A bit disoriented initially, you look around the unfamiliar room and the realization sets in…it’s your birthday. You are at a hotel. A hotel that is hosting a big party for you. The big party is downstairs in the ballroom in a few hours – you arrived at the hotel early to shower and rest up before meeting all your family and friends for the shindig. A second knock snaps you back to reality and you roll out of bed, semi-erect and grab for a cover.

Cinching your robe, a third knock irritates you as you rip the door open – prepared to tear into the invader of your fantasy…and there I am. Speechless looks good at you as you stare, open mouthed at me, the girl you thought was gone forever. Every feeling you’ve ever had towards me from hatred to annoyance, from frustration to lust is obvious on your face – it’s kind of cute. But not wanting to waste time with conversation, I step forward and kiss you…hard. Hard enough to push you out of the hall and far back into your room.

Mmmm…that’s what I remember as I feel your tongue invade my mouth, your soft lips molding against me. I hear an encouraging groan from you as my hands reach up and enter the opening of your robe to start caressing the light smattering of hair that covers your chest. I slowly, very slowly work my way down your chest to your abdomen…all the while we continue to be locked at the lips – almost inhaling each other. I slowly rake my nails across your abdomen while I feel your cock rising up to meet my roaming hands.

It’s not easy, as I am enjoying your fantastic kisses…but I break away…just going back for a few little pecks and a small nibble of that swollen lower lip that I dream about before I start working my way down. I interchange little bites and licks as I work my way down your neck encouraged by the moaning in my ear. As I lick across your collarbone I can’t help but realize that I am soaking wet…just the feeling of your hard cock pressed against my lower abdomen has me dripping in anticipation. But today is not about me…it’s not my birthday.

I really want to spend more time…much more time licking your entire torso but I feel desperate to get my mouth Kastamonu Escort on your throbbing dick. A really unhealthy desperation to gobble it up. I sink to my knees while looking up to make eye contact…seeking permission really. We had flirtatiously texted but you had never been willing to let it go this far…I wanted to make sure my gift was going to be well received. A side smirk was all the encouragement I needed as I slipped open that loose knot keeping your robe closed and leaned forward to lick the small drop of precum glistening on the end of your beautiful cock.

It was my turn to moan now as I licked up and down your shaft, pausing only long enough to suck on your balls briefly – just enough to get a little gasp out of you. As I work my way back up your shaft, I look up to once again lock eyes…your eyes now dilated with clear evidence of desire while you start to bite your delicious lower lip.

A trickle of spit runs out of my mouth as I hover above…waiting to really dive in. I take a big breath and lower my mouth down until I feel you banging the back of my throat…and then I swallow and work myself down lower. After the requisite time that it takes for me a minute to adjust to having you deep in my throat, I start to slowly bob up and down. Your hands reach down and start to gather my hair…I feel you gently using it to hold me as you start to fuck my face faster. Tears well up in the sides of my eyes as I struggle for breathe, but with a little focus I take you even deeper.

I want to swallow your cum. I am licking around your shaft as you piston into my mouth…I am frantic to get you to release. And then…it’s over. I feel a sharp tug of my hair as you rip me off your cock. I am on my knees, reaching desperately for it…like a child who’s had candy ripped from their hands. I want, no, I need it back. I look up at you with a pleading expression…what I see almost frightens me.

Your desire has taken on that same primal need as mine. Tender but firmly you wrench to a standing position and spin me around. You grab my hips and bend me over – I place me hands against the window for balance as I feel you flip my skirt up as you nudge my legs apart. A chuckle breaks the tension as you seem relieved to discover that I elected to abandon my panties for the night.

I sense you looking at me…it feels a little odd to Kastamonu Escort Bayan be gazed at in that way…by you of all people. Although my arousal must be evident, you slide your hand up in between my soaking pussy lips. Even you are shocked by what your have done to me. You slowly work one finger into my vagina – thrilled and further roused by the incredible tightness. I groan and rock back and forth on your hand, begging for more. With the patience I was surprised to see you possess, you slowly work extra fingers into my snug hole until it is ready to receive your massive cock.

I feel your hand leave my cunt and start to beg for its replacement. But with a shocking amount of restraint, I feel your dick slide up the sides of my lips…getting coated in juices. You rub it against my ass cheeks, my crack…everywhere but where I am begging for it to be. I have totally forgotten that it’s your birthday – I overlook your needs and start whimpering for satisfaction from you…

Fuck. I think that’s what I screamed when you – finally – thrust up into me. And then you stop…you are paused in me and I wonder why…before I remember something you had typed before. You were convincing me that you weren’t a selfish lover…that you would enjoy just feeling yourself in me…sexiest thing you ever wrote…I almost came right then. I see your expression in the window reflection…your eyes are closed, mouth slightly open – you seem to be enjoying the tight, wet warm burrow where you are buried ball-deep.

I inadvertently started to squeeze me vaginal muscles…encouraging you to start this fuck that has been several years in the making. God it feels amazing – worth the wait. I am grabbing the window, overlooking Seattle and wondering why we waited so long for this when I feel your hands leave me hips and reach up to the top of my button up shirt. Realizing that this is no time to fuss with buttons, you yank my shirt open – buttons flying everywhere.

I can see my breasts bouncing in the reflection of the window…threatening to spill out over the cups of my bra but not quite making it as you remove the top and toss it aside. Your arms reach around the sides of me and scoop my DD’s out of their confinement. I watch as you expertly tease and mash my massive mounds…far more than a handful but you play with a purpose. My moaning is reaching a new Escort Kastamonu level now as you start to hit so many of my senses – your massive dick continues to pound my pussy while I feel you nibbling behind my ears and down my neck and now I feel you alternating between massaging my breasts and tugging on my nipples.

Stars out the window blur with the ones in my mind as my first orgasm rips through me. It’s good that you were holding onto my breasts as I lost my grip on the window when I came hard and would have fell forward. But now I feel cool on my tits. It seems in my brief period of unawareness you have repositioned us. I am now pressed up against the window…my boobs are flattened against the glass – anyone on the street looking up would have had quite the show. You have grabbed my hair again and yanked my head back so you can devour my neck – I turn to give you little kisses between gasping for breath.

My legs are still spread apart to enjoy the intermittent sensation of being filled to capacity before you withdraw and make me yearn for that fullness. While your left hand keeps a hold of my hair, I feel your right hand reach around and head straight for my clit. You rub, fondle and tease me…I can hear your hand banging against the window and know that anyone watching would be able to see this whole show. But I don’t care – I can’t care at this point – can barely think at all.

I have never heard you cum. I don’t know the sounds you make before the big release…but when I feel you swelling impossibly large inside of me…I know it’s time. I let go to the control that I was barely maintaining as I feel you pump gallons into me. I am splayed out, flat against the window as you hold my hips and thrust the last few times into my stretched pussy. Our legs give out and we both collapse onto the floor.

It takes a few minutes to regain myself…but once I can function again – I tuck my breasts back in the bra, flip my skirt down and grab one of your sweatshirts to wear back to the airport. I turn and look at you lying there…panting and covered in a mixture of sweat and my juices…looking as exhausted as I felt. I did have to stop and smirk at the state of affairs – while almost adversarial in “real” life – physically we fused seamlessly.

I pause for a minute…torn between leaving for my flight and starting on the long list of other things I want to do with your body. God – there are so many other things I desire to do to you…so many naughty positions…so many showers to explore. But in know now is not the time…I lean over to a gloriously naked you…kiss you very softly and whisper “happy birthday” before I disappear out the door.

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Billy’s Willy Ch. 05

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Chapter 5: Date night

Friday:

When the alarm went off to start the day, I woke up excited knowing that Billy, and I were going on a real date tonight.

It was a typical Friday for me, went to class all day, and got home around 3 o’clock. I decided that I was going to pamper myself before Billy got home.

I ran a bubble bath, before I got in the tub I shaved all over. I made sure that my quim was nice, and smooth. I wanted to make sure that I would get my pussy eaten tonight. I stepped into the tub, sitting down, and sinking down in the water to rest my head on the back of the tub. I must have dozed off for a few minutes because I woke up to Billy rubbing my leg that was sticking out of the water, and I never heard him come in.

I smiled at him as I stretched, the water had gotten cold. I pulled the drain plug with my toe, and as the water was going down Billy moved his hand to my inner thigh. I opened my legs a little wider for him, as he moved his hand to my cunning he felt how smooth it is. “Nice!” was all he said.

He started rubbing inside my inner lips to get to my clitty, once he touched my little nub he spread my lips open, he started flicking it, which caused me to squirm. I was wiggling my ass to grind against his hand. Billy was smiling at me the whole time he was rubbing me. He stopped, and moved his hand away from me, I whimpered. He started to get undressed, and told me to get up. As I stood up in the tub he turned on the faucets to adjust the water temperature. He closed the shower curtain before pulling the diverter up to start the shower. I screamed because it was ice cold! Billy was laughing so hard that when I opened the curtain, and pulled him towards me he did not fight me off.

He turned the diverter off so that he could make the water warmer. “What the hell was that for?” I asked him.

“I thought you might need to be cooled off a bit.” He responded laughing. “Plus, it’s payback from yesterday!” He told me.

Once the water was the right temperature he started the shower again. We both stood under the warm water spray. Billy put his arms around my waist, and started kissing me passionately. He pulled me tighter into him, I could feel his erection against my belly.

Billy turned around so I was leaning my back against the shower wall. Billy lifted my right leg to his hip as he thrust into me. I sucked in my breath by the force of his invasion into my pussy. Billy was thrusting hard into me, and being very aggressive.

I loved it! I could not keep up with him, he reached down to rub my clit so that I could come with him. I screamed as I came, and felt Billy blow his load into my pussy. Billy stopped moving, and leaned his forehead against mine while he caught his breath. He gently put my leg down, and pulled out of me, then kissed me. “Hi, sis I hope you are as excited about our date tonight as I am?” He asked me.

“Yes, I am very excited!” I replied. Then asked him, “What are the plans for tonight?”

Billy chuckled, and told me, “No, worries we are going to have a great time.”

We finished getting cleaned up, and dried each other off before getting dressed. I decided to wear this cute off the shoulder dress, thong panties, and high heels. I did my hair, and make up. When I came out of the bedroom Billy whistled at me. “Wow!” was all he said.

I smiled, and went over to him wrapping my arms around his neck, and told him “You look very handsome yourself.” Then kissed him. Billy was in a nice fitting pair of jeans with a button-down shirt… we grabbed our jackets, and headed out. Billy was driving since he knew where we were going.

We went to this nice Italian restaurant, we got seated at a table, and gave the waiter our drink order. We were sitting there discussing how our day was, and what we wanted to do over the weekend. The waiter brought us our drinks, and took our food order.

I excused myself to go to the restroom. While I was washing my hands, someone came in, I looked over, and it was Tammy. Damn I felt stuck. Tammy stopped, and was just looking at me then see started talking to me. “Hi, Missy you look very nice. Are you here on a date?” She asked.

I just looked at her before I replied, “I am here with Billy tonight.”

“You are very dressed up to be up with your brother?” She questioned me.

I just looked at her, “Yes, well I do like to dress up every once in a while.” I then excused myself, and left the bathroom to go back to the table.

When I got back to the table the food was there, and Billy asked me, “Is everything all right? You took a while in the bathroom.”

“I ran into Tammy.” Was all I said in response. Billy just looked at me knowing that I was not happy about seeing her.

We had our dinner, and some very nice conversation. As we were finishing up, and waiting for the check, Tammy with some guy that I did not know, was walking by our table, and stopped. “Hi Billy how are you doing?” She asked him.

“I am doing very well, and yourself?” Isparta Escort Billy had asked her.

Tammy looked over at me, then back to Billy before responding. “I am doing well, thank you for asking.” I was feeling a little awkward sitting there, then Tammy asked us, “So, what are your plans after dinner?”

She looked at me so I shrugged, Billy replied, “We are going to go to the club for some dancing.” Then I could not believe what I heard him say, “Would you like to join us?” I kicked him in the leg under the table which caused him to grunt.

Tammy looked at her friend, then back at us. “Maybe we will see you there later.” She replied. Then she said good-bye as she was walking away.

I looked over at Billy, and gave him a dirty look. “Really, Billy you invited her to come with us!” He threw his hands up. “Sorry, it seemed to be the right thing to do.” He replied. I growled at him.

We got to the club, and found some friends of ours. They had room at their table so we sat with them. We ordered drinks, and made small talk with everyone at the table.

The music was loud so talking was hard. Billy asked me to dance, we went out on the dance floor but it was very crowded so we kept getting pushed into one another. We were trying to play it cool due to our friends being there, and we did not want to give ourselves away with being to touchy feely. Because believe me I wanted to rub all over his body.

We danced to several songs before going back to the table to rest. When we got to the table Tammy was there with her date. Damn I did not want to sit with her, I went to turn around to go somewhere else but Billy stopped me. I just looked at him, he leaned down to whisper in my ear. “Be nice!”

I growled at him before I turned around, and sat at the table. The waitress came around to our table so we ordered another round of drinks. Everyone was talking to each other I kept quiet, I excused myself to go to the restroom. When I came out of the stall, Tammy was at the sink washing her hands. I walked over to the sink to wash my hands.

“Missy, will you ever forgive me?” Tammy asked me.

I let out a deep sigh, and looked at her. “Tammy what you did was low, and disrespectful. I may forgive you one day, but not today.” I replied before I went to the door. Then I turned around to look at her, and said to her, “It hurt that you thought you could use my brother to get me to do what you wanted.” I left the restroom shaking my head.

I went back to the table to sit with Billy, he asked me “Everything okay?” I nodded my head at him, and I ordered another drink.

I kept going back out on the floor to dance either with Billy or one of the others from our table. Each time I got back to the table I would order another drink. So needless to say, I was drunk by the time we got ready to leave.

I was hanging onto Billy as he was leading me to the car. Our friends all left at the same time that we did including Tammy. Billy got us to the car, I was laughing, and started kissing on his face. “I love you Billy!” I was telling him over, and over.

“I love you to sis, now let’s get into the car so we can go home.” He said to me as he was trying to get my arms from around his neck. I sat in the passenger seat, and Billy leaned down to help put my legs into the car. When he leaned into me I grabbed his face, and kissed him deeply… he was kissing me back out of reaction. He pulled back to hearing someone clearing their throat, we both looked over to see Tammy standing there alone.

I looked at Billy, and I whispered to him, “Shit, I am so sorry!”

Billy just looked at me, and smiled. “No worries sis.” He told me. I finished swinging my legs into the car, and rested my head on the headrest, and Billy buckled my seatbelt then closed the door. I could hear muffled sounds from outside of the car, before Billy got into the car. He then drove us home.

When we got back to the apartment it was 1 o’clock in the morning. Billy helped me up the stairs to our door, once we got inside I went to the couch, and flopped down on it kicking off my shoes. Billy hadn’t said very much to me on the ride home or once we got into the apartment.

“Billy, are you mad at me?” I asked him

Billy stopped next to the couch, and just looked at me for a minute. He sighed “Missy you are not a drinker, and you don’t make wise decisions when you do drink.” He responded to me.

“Why is that?” I asked him.

“You were kissing me in the parking lot, and it was not a sisterly kiss.” He replied. I put my head down, and hiccupped, then I replied to him, “I’m sorry but I love you, and I hate that we have to hide it from everyone!” Then I squinted my eyes at him, and made a comment. “Besides you were kissing me back, you weren’t trying hard to stop me.”

Billy just stood there looking at me, then responded, “Your right I did respond but that doesn’t mean it was right!” He then walked away from me saying that he was going to bed.

I stayed on the Isparta Escort Bayan couch for a few more minutes, and then there was a knock on the door. I got up to answer it. I staggered to the door, and opened it. I really was not surprised that it was Tammy. I just looked at her for a minute then asked her, “What are you doing here?”

“Can I come in?” She asked me. I narrowed my eyes at her then opened the wider for her to come in. She walked in, and I closed the door behind her.

She came in, and sat down on the couch. I stood there with my arms crossed waiting for her to say something. We just stared at each other for a few minutes. Billy came out of the bedroom naked, “Missy, are you coming to bed?”

He saw that I was standing, and staring ahead. So, he looked over at the couch where Tammy sat with a very cocky smirk on her face. All Billy could say was oh, shit. He turned around to the bedroom to put on a pair of shorts before he came back out into the living room.

Billy sat in the chair while I stayed standing, we were both looking at Tammy. “So, no wonder you two didn’t want me to move in with you.” She said with a laugh.

Billy, and I just kept looking at her, waiting for what else she might have to say. She didn’t disappoint us, “So how long have you two been fucking each other?” She asked us.

We never stopped looking at her. Billy responded to her question with a question, “What makes you think that about us?”

She laughed, “Oh, let’s see you kissing in the parking lot earlier, and now you come out of the bedroom in absolutely nothing with no care in the world.” She replied to him.

Billy just smirked back at her, and told her, “Missy, is drunk so when she kissed me, she didn’t realize it was me, and for me coming out naked I am her brother so I didn’t think anything about it. Also, I figured she was passed out so it wouldn’t have been any big deal.”

Tammy squinted her eyes at both of us, and said to us, “I call bullshit!”

Billy just smiled at her, and told her to believe what she wants. “It is time for bed so it is time for you to go.” He told her while he was getting out of the chair, and walked her to the door then locked up the night.

Billy walked by me, smacked my ass, and told me to get in bed. I shut off the lights and followed him into the bedroom. He had stopped in the spare room to turn on the light for a few minutes then came into our room.

“What did you do that for?” I asked him.

“So, if little miss nosey is outside watching she will see that I went into that room for the night.” He told me.

“Oh, good idea.” I replied. I started getting undressed, I got tangled up in my bra, and started laughing. Billy came over to help me finish getting undressed, then I went into the bathroom to clean my face, and pee. When I got back into the bedroom Billy was already lying in bed.

I crawled into bed with him to cuddle up to him. Billy wrapped his arm around me as I snuggled in closer to him. He kissed the top of my head, and told me to get some sleep. Before I knew it, we were both crashed out.

Saturday:

Billy was nuzzling my neck to wake me up, he nipped at my shoulder. I looked over at him with one eye open, I was hungover, and felt like hell. “Good morning sunshine!” Billy said to me way to cheerful for me this morning… I just groaned.

Billy was chuckling in my ear, and started rubbing on my breasts. He then moved down to suck on my nipples, and squeeze my breast. I was groaning, and not because my head hurt. Billy then moved down to my pussy, he spread my legs wide to get a good look at my quim. I was already wet, and wanting him to make me cum.

Billy spread my outer lips to look at my wet, pink pussy, and my hard-little nub. He leaned forward to lick my clit, I sucked in my breath while he was licking me. He then took his tongue, and inserted it into my pussy hole moving it around to taste me thoroughly. OH, my god he was making me feel absolutely wonderful! I put my hand on the top of his head to keep him in place.

“Billy, I have to pee!” I yelled at him. But he would not stop licking me, and fucking me with his tongue. I couldn’t hold any longer I squirted all over his face. I have not cum that hard in a long time. It felt absolutely wonderful… He then came up over me to thrust his dick into me.

Billy started thrusting at a slow, and steady pace, I was grinding against him. I may have been hungover but my god Billy knew how to make me feel good with his tongue, and dick.

I whispered to Billy, “Please fuck me harder!” He looked at me with a smile, and responded, “Not yet!” He just kept moving slowly, and I was thrusting up harder against him.

Billy started moving faster, and harder. “God yes Billy, fuck me hard!” I instructed him.

Billy leaned up to thrust harder, he was looking at me in the eyes. “I love you Missy!” He told me as he was cumming inside me, which trigger me to cum again.

Billy pulled out of me to lay on Escort Isparta his back next to me. I could feel his cum dripping out of my pussy. I looked over at him with a smile, and told him, “I love being woke up, and starting the day like this.”

He started laughing while he agreed with me. “Yes, I have to agree completely with you on that!” Billy said to me before he got out of bed.

I laid there while Billy was in the bathroom. My phone went off to notify me that I had a text, I looked at my phone, and it was from Tammy. I opened the text to read it.

“I know you were pretty drunk last night, but you can’t fool me I know what you, and your brother are doing.” Is what I read.

I text back to her, “What are you talking about?”

A few minutes later she responded with, “I saw the way you were dancing with Billy in the club, and then kissing in the parking lot.”

“I don’t recall doing anything other than dancing with Billy, and I did not think it was out of the ordinary.” I replied to her text. I may have been drunk last night but I remember everything I did.

I could tell that Tammy was frustrated with her next text to me. “You know what you did last night! If you weren’t out in public you would have fucked your own brother! “

“This conversation is over, I am not going to sit here, and let you insult me!” I responded to her text. I threw my phone onto the bed just as Billy was coming into the bedroom.

“What’s wrong?” He asked me seeing the look of disgust on my face.

I looked at him, and replied, “Tammy is telling me that she knows what we are doing together.”

Billy just looked at me before he responded. “Well, what does she think we are doing?” He asked me.

I let out a big sigh, and told him, “She thinks were fucking!” Then I told him how I responded, “I told her that she was wrong, and that I wouldn’t discuss this with her.”

Billy sat on the edge of the bed rubbing his chin. Then he looked over at me, and asked me. “What do you want to do about this?”

My first immediate response was “Nothing!” But then I thought about it, and then I asked him, “What do you think we should do?”

Billy told me to let him think about it for a bit, he got up to get dressed for the day. I got out of bed to go into the bathroom to get cleaned up for the day.

Billy, and I didn’t say too much to each other through the morning. My phone went off several more times, when I looked, and saw it was Tammy so I did not respond.

As the day progressed Billy came to me with an idea. “Sis, what would you think if invite Tammy over to find out what she wants?” He asked me.

I laughed, and responded to him. “You know as well as I do she wants to force us into letting her move back in here.”

“I know that is what she wants, but maybe we should let her to shut her up.” He said to me. I just stared at him not believing what he was asking me.

“I don’t know if that is a good idea.” I told him. I was pondering what he said when my phone rang. It was our mom. “Hi mom, how are you?” I asked when I answered the phone.

“I am doing great sweetie, how are you?” Mom asked me.

I decided to tell mom what was going on. “Mom, I seem to have caused a problem last night. I was drunk, and was kissing Billy in the parking lot not very sisterly like, and Tammy seen us.”

“Well it seems you have got yourselves into a situation.” Mom replied.

I let out a big sigh, and agreed with my mom. “What should I do about this?” I asked her.

“Well, I think you should invite her to join the two of you in bed.” Mom told me.

“Seriously?” Was all I could say in response.

Mom was laughing on her end of the phone. “Yes, I am serious. If you get her involved she can’t hold it over her head.” She told me.

“I don’t know about that mom, I think she could make it worse for us. She wants to move back in here, and I don’t want her here.” I told my mom.

Mom responded with a question, “Well, honey do you think you can hide this from her forever?”

I let out a big sigh, and replied, “No, I don’t. I’ll think about it.”

“Okay, honey you, and Billy do what’s best for the two of you.” She said to me, before remembering why she called. “Oh, honey the reason I called was to ask if you, and Billy will be coming home for your winter break?”

“As far as I know, why? What’s up?” I responded.

“I am trying to make plans for how many is going to be coming to the house.” She replied.

I thought that was odd it is always just us. “Who are you planning to invite over?” I asked her.

“Your uncles, and their families.” Mom told me.

“Mom, I don’t think there will be enough room for all of them, and us at the house.” I stated to her.

“Oh, I know sweetie but they will eat meals here.” She told me. “But uncle Joe, and the kids will stay at the house with us.” She added.

“Does that mean Billy, and I get to share a room when we are there?” I asked her.

My mom laughed, and said to me, “Of course you can.” Mom, and I made some more small talk before we said our good-byes.

I went to find Billy once I got off the phone with mom, he was laying on the bed reading. I laid down next to him, and sighed. He put his book down to look at me, then asked me what mom had to say.

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Hello friends today this is a story about an encounter with me my sister and another guy.

I am 40 and my sister is 39 since was 18 me and my sister have been having fun together but we never fucked till she got married all these years we were having oral sex and her husband did not like orals and she was addicted to it so we continued our fun and my wife though she is good but I have continued my secret sexual fun with my sister. Whenever we get time we go to the outskirts of the city and book in a hotel as husband and wife and have some amazing fun. This story of one such time, my sis’s husband had gone out for a business trip and it was a nice opportunity so I said that I have to go for an official visit and would be back by Monday early morning.

Both me and my sister reached the hotel on Saturday evening and had amazing long sexual session and slept and on Sunday morning we woke up late and after our brunch at the hotel we ordered 2 beers and were relaxing there was no one at the restaurant so the manager came and started a casual chat with us we offered him beer but since he was on duty he Kars Escort politely refused but said that he usually has Vodka with lime juice as this way no one can find out that he is also drinking so he asked one of the waiters to get him his drink. The manager was quite a handsome guy about 28 with a very nice body. I texted my sister if she wanted to have fun with him on reading my text my sister checked him out and started some conversation with him and after about 2 minutes I got the text back saying “YES”. I texted her back telling to go to the room and get ready meanwhile I talked to him so she excused herself and went to the room meanwhile I started to talk on personal issues and slowly I got to the topic and asked him … he was shocked but I could see the interest in him so I asked him to come to our room in 10 minutes and before that I ordered for some more beers and I left for my room. In 10 minutes there was a knock and I opened the door and it was him.

My sister was in the wash room he settled on the sofa and I informed my sister that was there and I my sister walked out in a sexy night dress Kars Escort Bayan and settled on the bed and I asked the guy to go ahead while I positioned my self on the sofa so that I can have a best view.

Ashe reached the bed he touched my sister on her cheeks and kissed her softly on her lips and soon they were in a real lip lock and his hands were all over her body. My sister un buckled his trousers and soon the was out of his undies too and he had a nice uncut 7″ dick and he was lustfully licking my sister’s nipples. She held his dick planted kiss on his head and took it in her mouth and started to blow him and after a while they changed positions and now it was his turn to return favor and he started by a kiss and took some time working on my sisters nipples and then slowly went on to her tummy and licked all by now my sister was fully wet and moaning in pure joy and was also hard seeing a live show.

He slowly went down to her pussy and kissed and licked per precum and soon was eating my sisters pussy lustfully, I could see my sister on the verge and soon she came her pussy was now ready Escort Kars to be pounded and he was also very hard he now inserted his ready dick in my sister’s pussy and started pounding her he had nice stamina and he fucked her for about 15 minutes and then I intervened and asked them to change in to doggy position and they were both in the position with my sister facing me and he fucked her in that position for about 10 minutes and then wanted to change the position and meanwhile my sister sucked him for 2-3 minutes and we all knew that he was close to coming and then they were back in the missionary position and he was fucking her hard and soon he came deep inside my sister’s pussy and once he was done he thanked me dressed and left with his juices still in my sister’s pussy as he left I locked the door and jumped on to my sister’s cum filled pussy and started to lick it the mixed cum was really very nice and still warm and my sister was in pure ecstasy and she was now ready was for and I was also so hard and ready to shoot and now it was my dick in her already used pussy and I pumped her for about 10 minutes and we both came together and both of us a very strong orgasm and once I was soft I rolled over we both kissed and she collected the my cum from her pussy and licked it and soon we exchanged cum and slept for about 2 hours in the same position fully satisfied and happy.

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For the record: All characters engaging in any sexual activities – 18 years old!

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We grew up in a small town in the Ozark Mountains if you could call it a town. Mostly just a group of homes and small farms with a general store. My family has lived there for generations. My mother and father were both born there and will probably die here. My sister Lila was a big girl, always had been. She was as tall as me, about six feet tall with long brown hair brown eyes and she looked a little homely and had a big butt you could call her a BBW. She was the target of bullying when we were at school, but she was much taller and stronger than all the other kids, even the ones in the grades above us. I was just over a year younger than Lila, but we were in the same class because she was held back in the first year.

We were close, walking home together every day, and swimming and fishing in the creek behind the house. We were both determined to get out of our hometown. We had talked about it all the time growing up, when I turned 18, I enlisted in the Military. Lila went off to college in the City. I wrote letters and emails back and forth, but we didn’t see each other more than once a year, for the next eight years. I was ready to discharge and emailed Lila to talk it over with her. She had finished college and worked as a software developer in the City.

She wanted me to come and live with her and pleaded for me to let her support me until I found work, but I didn’t need her support. I had my food and bed paid for by the Military for the last eight years and had never had a girlfriend, so no way to waste my money. My savings had grown well, and I had invested some in stocks that Lila has suggested. She was so smart and was moving up in her company quickly. I was looking forward to seeing her again. I said I would be happy to stay with her for a while.

I had not told her when I was coming. I wanted to surprise her. I arrived on the train at midday and changed into my dress uniform. I waited outside her office building front door and hoped to catch her as she left for the subway. Standing on the footpath at 5:00 pm at attention, fingertips on the edge of my cap and waiting. She came into my view, head down looking at the ground. She heard the “Thank you four service” from a passing lady. Looking up, she stopped, her chin quivered, and her eyes filled with tears. Then she rushed to me, almost knocking me down as she wrapped her arms around me. She held on for a long time crying on my shoulder.

“Why didn’t you tell me you were coming, Bobby,” She said, through the tears.

“Because of this hug, I have missed them so much,” I told her, holding back tears of my own.

I could not show anyone those emotions years of training had taught me that they were a sign of weakness and Marines did not show weakness.

“Thank you for your service.” came from another passerby, this broke us apart. When we looked around, there were a lot of smiling people watching. She grabbed my arm, and I picked up my kit, and we headed for her apartment. I had never seen her apartment; it was very nice with two bedrooms. She was at college last time I visited her, ever since we usually only caught up on holiday somewhere. We went inside, and she showed me to my room, I dropped my kit, she kissed me on the cheek and left me to shower and change into jeans and a tee-shirt.

“This place is a palace, compared to the plywood and sandbags I am used to,” I said, looking around and poking all the trinkets and switches.

“I love it here, but I get a little lonely by myself,” She said, looking somewhat sad.

“What about we go out to eat and have a drink to celebrate,” I said, even though I rarely did this.

“Where do you want to go?” she asked.

“This is your city, you pick,” I replied, realizing she didn’t go out much either.

We went down to the street and walked a few blocks chatting about her life and my lack of one. She thought all the travel overseas sounded incredible, but I told her I saw mostly desert, and the inside of trucks as we moved around. We stumbled upon a little pub on a corner, that had booths, so we went in and sat at the bar until one became free. We ordered burgers and I ordered two bourbons, and Lila tried to wave it off, but I was having none of that.

“It’s Friday time to let your hair down,” I said, over the jukebox. “How often do you get to go out with your little brother.”

The food was great pub food, and the drinks were flowing too. I started to ask some personal questions and got blocked at every turn. As the night went on, we had more drinks and even got up and danced to a slower song. Our parents taught us some steps when we were little. I held Lila close, and she pressed into me, it was lovely to hold her again.

“Lila, where is the man in your life, you are successful and smart?” I asked as we settled back into the booth.

“No one wants to go out with a giant ogre Bobby,” She said, trying to be funny, but there was no fun in her Hatay Escort eyes.

“I don’t ever want to hear you talk like that again!” I said, and the rage must have shown in my face because she sat back in her seat. “Shit, sorry sis, I am not fit for the real world,” and started to stand.

She held my arm, “Yet,” she said, not letting me go.

“Where is your girl in every port,” she asked, her eyes locked on mine, not a joke this time.

“I have managed to scare them all off with my big package,” I said, trying to lighten the mood, causing her to roll her eyes.

I ordered another round of drinks and some chips to soak it up. I did not want us to be falling over drunk.

“I don’t attract men, Bobby, I have never even been on a date,” she said, still holding my hand.

“I know, I am no better, I have been all over the world, and I am too shy to even ask for a date, let alone a one-night stand,” I said with a half-smile.

“We are a fine pair, drunk in a bar and still can’t pick up a date. I would be too scared to get naked in front of anyone. I don’t have a perfect body.” Lila said.

“I think you look good, but I am your brother, and it’s in the code,” I said, holding my fingers up like a boy scout. “I was not joking, the last one to see my package ran away screaming, and she was a prostitute. I could not even pay for someone to have sex with me,” I said, looking at my bourbon to worried to look up.

“You’re still a virgin too at twenty-six. Surely a prostitute would be able to…,” Lila said, with an astonished look on her face.

“It’s a real problem, all the guys from the unit have said they don’t blame her. They always make a joke about it with girls at the bars, and when any of them takes the dare to put their hand in my pants, they pull it back out like it’s going to bite. I think the guys do it, so they get laid. It puts me out of the picture and gets the girls hot for normal size cocks. That’s why I don’t go out much anymore,” I said.

“How big is too big anyway,” Lila said, before she had a chance to think.

I simply put the drink can I had in my hand on top of hers and pointed to it, and her eyes went wide.

“No, you can’t be serious, you’re a shiny white guy,” she said.

The sad look in my eyes told her that I was not joking. I held up an empty can to catch the attention of the waitress, and she nodded when she saw me and brought over another round. When I looked back, Lila had both hands around the can in front of her. And a strange look on her face.

We finished drinking in the early hours of the morning and walked home, holding each other up. I am glad Lila knew the way because I had no idea. In the apartment, I directed her to the main bedroom, and she fell back onto her bed, giggling.

“Ok, I have to see it,” she said, propping herself up on her elbows.

“You show me yours, and I will show you mine,” I said, I was laughing at my own childhood joke. We’d had a similar conversation as children.

“You first,” she said

“Oh no, you don’t, that’s what happened last time,” I said, thinking she was playing.

She pulled her shirt up and hooked her thumbs into the top of her panties.

“Together, on three,” she said, holding the pose.

I was stuck. I wanted to see her pussy. I know it was wrong, but I couldn’t help it. I wanted to see her. I undid my jeans and dropped them and kicked them off, then hooked my thumbs into my boxers and waited.

“One, Two, Three,” Lila called, then pushed down her panties.

I was not expecting her to do it. I was expecting me to be standing there with my cock hanging out, and her laughing at me like last time. Lila had pulled her panties off and spread her legs, sitting up more to get a closer look at my cock. I was rising with each pulse of my heart, the blood filling my cock, and it was expanding and lengthening more by the second. I was looking at my sister’s pussy. It was spread open and looked wet, she had big outer lips and thinner inner ones, with a prominent clit at the top covered with its hood.

“I can’t believe it, and I am looking right at it. I want to touch it, I have never felt one before,” Lila said, Holding out her hand almost playing with my cock.

“You can, if I can,” I said, continuing our game from childhood.

She reached out and took my hand, placing it on her pussy, and with the other, she ran her fingers under my shaft. I gasped, letting all my breath out, I slid my fingertips along her pussy and played with her clit. I had seen one before, and I have read everything I could about the subject. But still, it was enthralling to play with a real one. I knelt beside her and felt her pussy with one hand and played with her nipple with the other. Her clit started to stick up out of its hood, standing up as I played with it. I slipped two fingers into her pussy, and she was both hot and wet.

“It’s really hard, but soft to touch,” she said, stroking my foreskin back and forth on my cockhead.

I Hatay Escort Bayan leaned down and kissed Lila, and our tongues danced inside each other’s mouth. Lila’s breasts were large, with big puffy nipples. I pulled on her nipples and teased her clit. Lila started sliding her hands up and down the shaft, it took both her hands to get around it.

“I can’t get this thing inside me, even if I wanted to, but I can help you cum if you help me too,” she said, still pumping on my cock.

“I don’t think I will have to wait much longer, I am about to cum,” I said, starting to shake badly.

I played with her clit and slid my fingers inside her, as she pushed my foreskin back and forth. I started to play with her clit and kiss her, and soon she began to moan and hump her hips and grind herself into my hand. Lila slid her hand up and down my shaft driving me over the edge into my orgasm. I could feel the sperm pulsing down my cock, the first few shots hit Lila in the neck and left a line down her chest to her nipples then the rest dripped onto her big breasts. She froze and started groaning as her orgasm blazed through her body, and she kissed me more tenderly as the climax subsided. Lila ran for the bathroom to clean up and came back with a cloth for me. She lay on her bed and was trying to cover herself up.

“Don’t cover yourself up,” I said, pushing her hand away gently.

“You don’t really want to see my body do you,” she said, sliding the covers up over herself.

I stopped her and lay down facing her running my fingers across the side of her face. I leaned in and gently kissed her on the lips, my tongue trying to find hers. I ran my hand down her side and over her butt coming to rest on her thigh. I continued to kiss her, and she was kissing me back passionately, so I ran my hand down to grab an ass cheek. I was sliding my fingers along her ass crack and over her puckered opening. She moaned into my mouth as I slid my fingers into her pussy and picked up some of her juices and took them back to her rosebud and lathered her anus. The kissing became more passionate, and my finger pressed slowly into her ass. She gasped as I sank my finger into her to the first knuckle.

“I love to play with my ass, I have had the handle of my hairbrush in there and a deodorant bottle too,” Lila said when she pulled back breathing out slowly.

I slid my finger up to the second knuckle without any resistance and slid it in and out a few more times before pushing it all the way home. Lila reached between us and played with my cock, rubbing it on her clit as I played with her asshole. I slid a second finger in there, and she moaned even more. Humping against my cock and my fingers, humping forward sliding my cock on her clit but my finger coming out of her ass then sliding back, filling her ass with my finger but losing contact with my cock, she was picking up the pace. Pulling back from our kiss, she pinched her nipple with her free hand and pulled on it hard.

“I am getting close to shooting Lila,” I said, trying to hold back the cum.

“I will only be a few seconds if you can hold on,” She said trembling.

I held on for as long as I could and started to squirt on her clit. She was beginning to clench her ass on my fingers, and still rubbing her clit with my cockhead. Lila threw back her head and pulled on her nipple as she screamed out her orgasm spasming on my fingers. We both cleaned up this time as I had cum everywhere, all over her pussy and my front, then we settled into her bed. We were laying facing each other in the city sounds coming in the window.

“A penny for your thoughts,” I said, a little worried she might have some regrets now that the alcohol was wearing off.

“I am a little embarrassed to tell you what I was thinking,” she said, biting on her lower lip.

“I think your secrets are safe with me, we have been fooling around all night, and It’s not like I can tell anyone about fucking my sister, ever,” I said, looking down to her erect nipples.

“I was trying to work out how I’m going to get that big cock of yours in my pussy or my ass,” she said, after a long pause.

“Are you sure you want that,” I said when I recovered from the shock.

“I think I can stretch myself out to take it, and if I do, I will have a partner for life, and I don’t have to worry about some pretty young thing stealing you away, no other woman will be able to take you,” Lila said, with a cheeky grin on her face.

There is an old saying “Don’t look a gift horse in the mouth,” so with Lila offering me my biggest fantasy why would I talk her out of it.

“How are you going to do it?” I asked, pulling on her nipple as I spoke.

“We are going to an adult toy shop tomorrow and buy dildos in a range of sizes up to the size of your cock, and some buttplugs and lots and lots of Lube,” Lila said, leaning forward and kissing my lips. “Now stop playing with my nipple, or you are going to have to get me off again before I can sleep.”

I Escort Hatay hugged her close, and she pulled her leg up over mine, pushing her big boobs into my chest and closed her eyes.

“I want to be able to go to sleep with that big thing all the way up inside me as soon as I can,” she whispered, pushing her pussy against my cock.

I woke up to the smell of coffee. I followed that smell into the kitchen, where my big sister was facing the sink. I moved up quietly behind her and wrapped my arms around her pushing my morning wood into her ass. She stopped and pushed back into me, turning her head to kiss me.

“I can help you with that if you like,” She said, smiling up at me.

“It can wait until later. I am hungry, I will go and piss, and it will go down by itself,” I said, looking down at my stiff prick.

We had breakfast and went out to the street and started walking. Lila showed me the sights of the City, and we rode the subway and bus everywhere we went. We ended up in a pub for dinner and drinks, and after quite a few bourbons, Lila paid the bill and dragged me out the door.

“I would never have the guts to go in a place like this, without you here,” She said, pulling me in the door of an adult bookstore.

The lady behind the counter looked disinterested until she noticed us enter, and asked us if we needed any help. I guessed she mainly got older men who perved on her all the time. We waved her off for the moment and looked around. Lila handled all the goodies, tried the vibrators and felt the dildos. She looked at the covers of the DVD’s and snuggled into my side running her hand over my bulge any chance she got. I noticed the viewing booths and nodded Lila towards them. She smiled a devilish grin, and we walked along the front, looking at the posters of the video playing in each. Lila picked one, and as we were going in, I saw a sign “one per booth” I looked back at the lady behind the counter, and she just waved me in with a big smile.

We deposited some coins, and the movie started playing a little white girl sucking a big black cock, he was almost as long as me, but a bit thinner. The girl was quickly in tears as he tried to force his cock into her. I was playing with Lila’s nipples, and she was gripping my cock as the movie heated up. Then we heard a tap on the wall and looking to that side we saw a hole, soon a cock poked through, Lila just giggled for a second then looking at me with a questioning expression, I just shrugged, and she wrapped her fingers around its shaft. There was a groan from the other booth and with Lila pumping the shaft he soon came in her hand.

I was on my phone looking up adult bookstores and booths, and the first thing that came up was Gloryhole, I showed Lila, she read for some time then clicked on the video link and watched, rubbing my dick the whole time. Then another knock Lila put two fingers on the bottom of the hole, and a cock came through. She played with the cock and then shocked me by leaning down and sucking the head into her mouth as he came.

Then a knock came from the other side, and two ladies fingers came through the hole, I looked at Lila and she unzipped my pants and pulled out my cock and fed it into the whole. I heard a gasp and felt the hand wrap around my shaft. It was strange not knowing who was doing it though. I was soon on the edge of cuming, Lila whispered for me to let the lady know I was going to cum and when I did she sucked on the head of my cock, as I spurted all my sperm into her mouth. We heard a moan from that side and another knock from Lila’s side, she just said sorry as we fixed ourselves up and stepped out of the booth. Strange, I had in my mind there would be a long line for Lila’s services, but only one guy was in the store. We picked up a good selection of dildos and buttplugs, and lots of lube as we paid the lady asked what all the big dildos were for, was it some fantasy.

“I need to get to this size so I can fit his cock into me,” Lila said, holding up the biggest dildo on the table.

The sales lady’s eyes went wide, and she smiled, I think she thought Lila was joking until as we were going out the door, a middle-aged lady came out of the booth and asked where the guy with the huge dick went, We both smirked as we went down the stairs.

When we got back to the apartment, Lila emptied all the bags onto the coffee table and moved it over to the wall under the tv. She went into the bedroom and dragged the blankets and a sheet out and lay it down on the floor. She placed a DVD in the player and turned on the TV. The film started playing with a sister and brother getting ready to fuck. It was very hot to hear the words coming from the TV. Lila disappeared into the bedroom and yelled for me to strip, and I did as I was told. When she came back, she had only a smile and two cans of bourbon and coke covering her nipples.

“Here take this one, my nipples are cold,” she said, as she handed me one of the cans.

Her nipples stood out from her massive boobs, and they were long and crinkled from the cold cans. I reached out and pulled on one, and she moaned as she moved closer, picking up my cock as she did, pulling back the foreskin and stroking the skin on and off the head. She dragged me down onto the blankets.

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Birthday Treats Ch. 02

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I had spent my birthday getting sucked, fucked and dressed up by my mom, who blew my dick and fed me my cum, my dad, who gave me my first taste of cock, my kid sister Grace, who gave me her eighteen year old virgin pussy, my big sister Gail, who dressed me up in sexy girly lingerie, and my big brother Adam, who fucked my sissy ass for the first time. It had been quite a day, but it wasn’t over yet, not at all. Even as I felt my brother’s spunk run down my thighs over my thigh high stockings, I heard my mom tell me that all the rest of the family would be here shortly for a party and more surprising erotic treats.

Fortunately, Gail had the forethought to bring spare clothing and I was able to clean up my cumsoaked ass, cock and thighs and slip into a new pair of black lace panties and another set of thigh high nylons. Pretty soon, I looked just the pretty girl I had been before and ready for my big birthday party, where all my extended family were going to see me dolled up and slutty.

This family was my dad’s brother, my Uncle Pete, and his three sons, Rob, Dave and Jamie, and my mom’s sister, my Aunt Helen, her husband Uncle John, and their twin daughters Kelly and Joanne. Thus far today, it had been a pretty strange birthday, but with the whole extended family about to join in, I could sense it getting even stranger. I wondered what sort of presents they’d have in store for me.

Aunt Helen and her family arrived first. They were quite a mismatched pair, Helen was tall, long legged and busty like her sister, my mother, only with long tresses of blonde hair, a total fantasy babe even in her 40s. Her husband, however, was a timid, skinny little man with thin light hair and a wispy moustache. There was no difficulty in telling which of them was in control in their household, it was obvious just from the way Helen moved around the room. The twins, my cousins, were not as tall or as curvy as their mother, but were two cute and naughty 19 year olds, dressed in short pleated mini-skirts and thigh high stockings. Kelly had her mother’s blonde hair tied into pigtails, while Joanne’s was dyed in a gothic black bob.

‘Happy birthday, sweetie,’ Aunt Helen strode in, kissing me on each cheeks, barely seeming to register that I was dressed in high heels and lingerie.

‘Cute outfit,’ Kelly giggled.

‘Yeah, you sexy little thing,’ her sister chimed in.

Uncle John just looked nervously at the floor, as if this wild incestuous affair was not really his proper environment. I’d never have thought it was mine before the events of today.

‘Now,’ Aunt Helen announced loudly to the room, ‘Time for a present for the birthday girlyboy.’

She reached into her bag and pulled out a massive rubber cock. It was jet black, but with a completely realistic shape of bulges, veins and contours and must have been almost eight inches in length, longer even than my dad’s thick hardness. It had a strapon harness that my aunt was preparing.

I watched open mouthed as my aunt shed her thin dress and dropped it to the floor. She was wearing no bra and her beautiful breasts dangled free, hardly sagging at all for a woman of her age. She slid off her dark red panties and slipped into the strapon harness. Now she looked like a hot curvy older woman but with a cock that would put most men to shame. It certainly managed to shame the dick in my lace panties.

‘Here’s your present, honey,’ my aunt grinned, ‘Another nice, fat cock for you, only this time it’s your auntie’s dick!’

‘Wow, Aunt Helen,’ I gasped, ‘It’s so big.’

‘Don’t worry, baby, it’s just the way my husband likes it,’ she replied, grinning.

Over in the corner of the room, Uncle John blushed bright red. Even seeing his cocklusting nephew dressed in a babydoll and stockings, he was embarrassed to have people know he liked getting screwed with his wife’s strapon.

I, however, had no such worries, not I who had loved feeling my dad shoot his cummy load down my throat, who had spread his stockinged legs to take his brother’s dick inside him. No, I simply got to my knees, opened my lips and started sucking. It was real big in my pink mouth, stretching it wide open, but I loved the feel of going down on another family dick, even a fake one.

After getting her strapon nice and slippery wet, my aunt made me turn around and, for the second time that afternoon, I gave a show to a room full of my family of me spreading my legs and getting a cock up the ass. I started to feel really good as my aunt’s monster strapon impaled me even deeper than my brother had. I was riding my ass up to meet my busty aunt’s thrusts and all the time my own dick was getting hard once again.

Unfortunately, we were interrupted in the middle of this kinky scene by some more arrivals, this was Dad’s side of the family. Uncle Pete, like my dad, tall and broad shouldered, came in followed by his three sons. Or rather, he was followed by his two eldest sons. Jamie, the youngest, who I had always found Isparta Escort superior and a little mean spirited around me, I could not see for a moment. Then I saw that Rob, the eldest son, had something in his hand, it looked like a chain or lead.

Sure enough, on the end of the lead, attached to a choker round his neck, was the third brother, crawling on all fours. Jamie, however, looked nothing like his usual preening superior self. He had been dressed like me in lingerie, white thigh high nylons, a black lace thong, leather mini-skirt and a leather corset laced tight to give him feminine curves. His dark hair was tied in pigtails like his cousin Kelly and he was made up with dramatic slutty make up.

‘Here you go, son,’ my uncle said to me as my cousin crawled over the floor toward me, ‘We’ve brought you a present, a little something to play with.’

‘I’m not into this,’ pouted my sissified cousin.

‘But you’re gonna do it and like it,’ said Rob, pulling the lead forcefully, choking his brother a little, as he handed it to me.

‘Rob’s usually the family bitch,’ Dave, the middle brother explained, ‘He’s quite enjoying having the day off being the submissive dolled up one.’

It thrilled me to hear how much my family members casually mentioned the dirty incestuous sex they liked to have together. I could certainly get used to days like today. I was equally excited by the chance to play with my present. I had always been irritated by Jamie’s superior attitude, so to have him be submissive with me was a bit of a turn on. I also had to admit that he looked hot as a girl in leather and pigtails. Hot enough, in fact, that I, still in my pretty pink lingerie, felt a little jealous.

My black lace panties were already filled out by a hard erection given by my aunt’s naughty strapon fucking and now I made my crossdressed cousin slide my panties aside and start licking my dick like a little slut while his father and brothers encouraged him, slapping and spanking his ass cheeks, which waved barely covered by his tiny thong and very short black leather mini-skirt.

‘Come on, son, be a slut for the birthday boy,’ Uncle Pete said, slapping his son’s ass, encouraging him to greater lengths than he had so far managed in his not so eager cocksucking.

I could see, spilling out of the thong and dangling out from the tiny mini-skirt, Jamie’s surprisingly large, thick eight inch cock. No wonder he was usually so cocky. Strangely, seeing that feminine corset and skirt and submissive attitude paired with an, as yet, limp monster dick, was an even greater turn on than if it had been a tight pussy like my sister’s.

I experienced another awkward pang of jealousy at seeing that my cousin not only matched me for girly good looks but had a dick that dwarfed mine. Still, he was the one on my lead, and he was the one who’s ass was about to get fucked. As I made sure to make clear as I made him turn from me and take off his thong. Just like my brother had done with me, I thrust my cock deep and hard up into my cousin’s sissified ass. It felt every bit as tight and stimulating as my sister’s virgin cunt had just that morning.

I was really getting into being on top this time. If my aunt could tap my ass this hard, I could certainly do the same to my cousin, slamming into his hole so our stockings rubbed hard together and my balls slapped against his, his massive dick flopping against his leather skirt.

‘Mmm, Jamie, you make a good submissive slut,’ I said, slapping his ass, really enjoying myself, ‘I don’t know why you don’t do this more often.’

‘Ohh,’ he whimpered, ‘I’ll get you back for this, cousin. Just you wait.’

That made me think that perhaps I wasn’t humiliating my crossdressed cousin enough just screwing him in front of the family. I called his big brother over and had him get his cock out too. Soon I had my cousin blowing his own brother while I pounded his ass, getting Rob’s dick nice and hard with his painted lips like I could only imagine had happened in reverse so many times.

I could see why Rob was the one the all male family made play the girl most of the time, he had a slender feminine body with long legs and a face that I could just imagine as a woman, wide eyes with long lashes and a mouth with full soft lips. I wondered what they’d be like wrapped around a cock like his brother’s were.

That got me really excited, watching the brotherly sissy suck show and imagining how it was in their house as I fucked my cousin’s tight ass. Meanwhile, I felt fingers exploring my own dark hole and, soon, my aunt decided to finish what she had started by sticking her strapon up into me just as I was doing with my cousin, matching me thrust for thrust albeit dwarfing me with the size of her rubber dick.

‘Oh brother, you’d better be ready for a big, dirty load in the face,’ Rob gasped as he pulled his dick from his brother’s lips and jerked it off until he shot a great mass of sticky Isparta Escort Bayan spunk all over him, into his pigtailed hair, over his painted lips, dripping onto his leather corset.

I pulled out of his ass and made him turn around to face his cummy sissy face toward me. As my aunt pumped my ass with her strapon, she grabbed my ready to cum dick and, pointing it right in Jamie’s face, pumped the spunk right out of me, bathing him in another load and leaving him kneeling in leather and lingerie in the middle of the family party with cum dripping over his face, well and truly fucked.

My birthday presents had all been pretty incredible, but if I thought my birthday fun was over now that I’d enjoyed presents from the whole family, I was mistaken. It turned out the party was only just getting started and now my mom, dressed in a tight, tiny, sexy little black dress, suggested it was time for some party games. Only these weren’t the kinds of games I would ever have expected to see at a family party!

‘OK, kids,’ she grinned, ‘How about a little game of Daddy Sucking. The rules are quite simple, each daddy picks a daughter and each daughter sucks off her daddy’s dick as best she can. The first daughter to get a mouthful of cum is the winner.’

‘And what does the winner get to win?’ Joanne smirked.

‘A very special prize,’ my Mom responded, opening a bag to reveal a shining silver vibrator, ‘Whoever first gets a face load of Daddy’s spunk, gets this to play with for good.’

The three dads, my own, his brother Uncle Pete and my mom’s brother-in-law Uncle John, stood in a row in the centre of the room. Each now had to pick a daughter, except for Uncle Pete, who, given his family all consisted of men, had to take my little toy from his leash and use his dolled up son Jamie. My dad, meanwhile, ended up with Grace, so eager and lustful since her first sexual experience just that morning, while John, seeming the most awkward about the whole affair blushed and stammered while his two cute twins bickered between them about who would be the one to get to suck their dad’s cock.

‘You know I’ve wanted Dad’s dick for ages, sis,’ Kelly pouted.

‘Oh, but so I have I,’ her dark haired twin replied, ‘I was just saying the other day how jealous I am of Mom getting to suck him off whenever she wants!’

‘Yes, Jo-Jo, but I said it first,’ came back my cousin with the blonde pigtails, ‘I think that means I should be the first to do it.’

‘Mom!’ Joanne pleaded for her mother’s intervention like a squabbling child.

‘Let your sister have a go, Jo,’ my naked, busty aunt replied, giving her daughter a suggestive smirk, ‘Don’t worry, after today, you’ll have plenty of chances to have a go with your daddy’s dick.’

John blushed heavily, but offered no objection as his nineteen year old daughter, dressed in a tiny pleated mini-skirt and stockings, came over and started to strip him. Grace was doing the same to our dad and, with a little prompting from his brothers and the chain around his neck, so was sissified Jamie. In a few minutes all three stood stark naked with their cocks beginning to get a little hard.

My dad’s was the most impressive, it made my girly mouth water seeing it get hard as Grace wrapped her slender fingers around the throbbing shaft. I couldn’t help but think about how good it had felt when that had been the first dick I held in my mouth. His brother’s was almost as long and thick and was harder and stiffer at the thought of his crossdressed son getting his lips around its veiny flesh. Pete didn’t really wait for Jamie to suck him, he took his son’s head in his hand and shoved his dick down his throat, making Jamie gasp with surprise. John meanwhile, still looked awkward, no doubt partially embarrassed that his cock was below average size and appeared small amongst some of the others here. Still, as Kelly got to her knees and started flicking her tongue over his limp flesh, it got pretty hard pretty fast.

Soon the only sound in the room was that of three teenage hotties slurping on the quivering meat of three middle aged fathers, who couldn’t believe their luck in getting serviced by their teen daughters in front of the whole family. The rest of us were watching in rapt silence, partly turned on by the three hot blowjobs and partly excited to see who would win the contest.

‘That’s good, Grace, that’s real good,’ my dad sighed, ‘Cocksucking must come naturally to you kids, this is the second time one of you’s given me a first time blowjob today, and it’s the second time it’s been so good.’

‘Mmm, take it, swallow my cock, son,’ my Uncle Pete was moaning as he thrust hard and fast into Jamie’s throat. I wondered whether Jamie was wanting to win, and whether he’d want that shiny vibrator if he did. I noticed, however, that beneath his tight leather skirt, his huge flapping dick was beginning to get hard. Perhaps he really was an incestuous cocklover like so many Escort Isparta in his family.

‘Ohhh, oh God, Kelly, yes,’ Kelly’s father was gasping and sweating as his daughter gave him incredible head.

Now the competition was really getting going. Jamie began to respond to his father’s thrusts, deep throating his dad’s cock, seeming not to care about appearing to not enjoy his sissy role. Grace, however, was really giving it her all in getting our dad off. He seemed really on the brink, even despite his having cum in my mouth earlier that day.

Seeing this, Kelly, one hand stroking her dad’s shaft as it slipped between her lips, reached her other hand behind him. She had obviously been paying attention to her mother’s remarks about her father liking strapon dick, because she saw the way to get an extra advantage and slid two fingers right up her dad’s ass. In seconds, Uncle John had blown a massive load in my cousin’s face and she had won.

Kelly licked the cum from around her lips as, moments later, our dad unloaded his own sticky spunk all over Grace. The two cousins moved over to join in each other in a salty liplock, trading their dad’s cum between their wet mouths.

Jamie was still going down eagerly on his dad’s cock even though the game was over, his own dick flapping about beneath his tiny leather skirt. Uncle Pete gave a gasp and, with that, the last of the dads gave up his seed to his offspring. Pete filled Jamie’s mouth with hot spunk until it leaked all over his son’s chin and onto his leather corset.

‘Oh boy, that was some real good cocksucking there, son,’ Pete sighed, ‘We’ll have to make you our bitch more often.’

‘Yeah, Grace, you too, there’s obviously some real cocksucking gene in this household,’ my dad responded, ‘And I’m going to take more advantage of it in future.’

‘None of them give head quite so good as my Kelly, though,’ her quiet, meek dad grinned, patting her pigtailed head as she looked up at him with his cum still glistening on her lips, ‘Kelly – Queen of the Daddy Suckers!’

‘Well done honey,’ her mom, Aunt Helen added, ‘Looks like you’re the star slut of the family. And in this family that’s saying something!’

‘I’d have got dad off even quicker,’ pouted her dark haired twin, Joanne.

My mom presented Kelly with the shining vibrator and both twin’s faces took on an expression of delight. Kelly turned it on and, as it thrummed with arousing power, her sister took a hold of it and ran it down Kelly’s chest and into her panties, rubbing the vibrating toy over her clit.

Mom wasn’t at all finished with introducing party games, however, and, while her twin nieces enjoyed some play of their own, she introduced a new game for all the guys at the party, except for me the birthday boy.

The game was ‘Dress Poker’ and worked like ‘Strip Poker’ but in reverse. All the guys that weren’t already naked, so Adam, Rob and Dave, along with Jamie who was allowed out of his leather corset and mini-skirt, stripped completely naked. They were not just naked, their bodies had been shaved of all their hair, including Uncle John’s little moustache.

They sat around the poker table naked while all the girls, and me in my lingerie, sat around and watched. Every time one of them lost a hand, rather than stripping off clothing, they now had to put something on.

Mom had picked each of the six guys out a cute girly outfit with lingerie, stockings, a tight short skirted party dress and heels. Some seemed a little reluctant at the opportunity to wear the costumes but most appeared confident that their skills at the game would result in them being the one who ended up all dressed up and had to endure the final forfeit. The first one to lose completely and become dolled up in a totally feminine way would be given to me as an extra birthday present to play with.

I was quite eager with the anticipation. I had seen what a cute fuckable girl Jamie could make, and could tell that his brother Rob would be similar. But I had no idea how my dad or my brother would look in lingerie nor either of my uncles. The thought of any of them dolled up like a slutty girl would have been bizarre and even disturbing for me days earlier, but now it seemed exciting.

While all the other bodies were totally male when naked, Jamie still had his slutty make up and hair in pigtails, which gave him the look of the girliest of them all. It also, it seemed, enabled him to bluff better, as he started doing pretty well at the game.

Dad lost the first hand and my mom, his wife, with a mock ceremonial gesture, brought over a pair of purple satin panties with black lace bows and slid them over her husband’s cock. He blushed a little at being dressed in panties in front of the whole family, while I enjoyed the sight of the first cock I had ever tasted being outlined against that feminine purple material.

After a little while, the game began to develop, my dad had started poorly and his purple panties were soon joined by a matching bra in purple satin with a black lace bow between the cups, a garter belt and black thigh high stockings with lacy tops, before most of the other guys were even in panties, with his brother Pete in nothing but a crimson thong, but then his luck had started to turn.

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Beth’s Little Secret Ch. 09

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Hi, everybody. A reader pointed out that in one of my other series, I’d written a female character quite abruptly into an f/f scene, and wouldn’t I have liked to find out what she thought about it, first? So the following story (and switch into Beth’s voice) is my attempt at a possible answer. Of course you may not find it entirely plausible, but I do have to get Beth into bed with a girl somehow 🙂

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Hi, everybody. I’m Beth, I’m Tim’s younger sister. I think he’s already told you how – well, let’s not beat about the bush – how we became lovers, how I more or less live with him now, my plans to study nursing. I can hardly believe it myself, but I’m enjoying every minute of it – I know Tim loves me, there’s none of the ‘will we stay together, is he only after my body, what if he finds someone with bigger tits…’

So it got to the weekend before I was starting my course, and Alice texted me. I knew her at school, though we weren’t close, and she’s starting nursing at the same time I am – she saw my Facebook post and got in touch. She asked if we could meet up, and of course I said Yes – Tim was happy to do stuff around the flat for a while.

Alice is a little taller than me, slim, with dark hair. She did really well at school, and I thought she’d go to uni, but she decided not to – I definitely wanted to ask her why nursing. She was waiting for me at the entrance to the residence, and she smiled when she caught sight of me. “Heya, Beth, it’s good to see you. Have you been out somewhere?”

“Mmhm – I’ve been at my brother’s, he just lives five minutes up the road.”

Alice grinned. “That’s handy – home-cooked food when you need a change. Want to come to my room, then?”

“Sure.”

Alice’s room was identical to mine just down the corridor – the one I wasn’t using, I chuckled to myself. “Coffee?” she offered.

“Mm, please.”

She sat cross-legged on the bed while I took the chair, and looked at me over the edge of her cup. “So how are things going?”

“Pretty well,” I nodded. “It was a real surprise, the Matron ringing me up like that, but it’ll be great to get started. You?”

Alice hesitated. “OK, kind of.”

She took another sip of her drink, seeming to hide behind the mug. “Actually, not so much. Beth, I really need to talk to someone, and pretty much all my other friends have gone off to uni. I remember you were always nice to me at school, I know we didn’t hang out much…”

Alice stumbled to a halt, and I put my mug down on the desk, reaching for her hand. “Of course we can talk – Alice, what’s wrong?”

She took a deep breath. “I’m really struggling to figure out how I feel about relationships…”

“You mean, with boys?” I queried softly.

Alice gave me a haunted look. “Well, that’s part of the problem. Of course some guys are cute, I wonder what it’d be like to mess around with them. But -“

I began to think I knew what she might say next, and I gave her an encouraging smile.

“But some girls are cute, too,” Alice finally managed to say. Her face reddened. “Did you – was there ever -?”

She shook her head. “I’m sorry, I should never have started this.”

“It’s absolutely fine,” I reassured her. “Alice -“

“Hmm?”

“I’m glad you came to me. I – ” it was my turn to hesitate – “Well, let’s just say I know more than maybe I should about relationships not everybody would welcome with open arms.”

She took another deep breath, sighing with relief. “God, Beth, I can’t tell you how much better I feel.”

I made a decision. “Alice, why don’t you come over to Tim’s with me? We’ll be more comfortable, we can have something to eat, and talk some more.”

She looked hesitant again. “Won’t your brother be there?”

I nodded. “But Tim’s really understanding – I’ve talked to him about some stuff myself -” I persuaded myself that I wasn’t bending the truth too far – “and he can try and give you a male perspective?”

“Well, OK,” Alice conceded. “But I might change my mind.”

“That’s fine,” I reassured her again. “Then we’ll have had a nice meal, maybe we can watch a film, you and I can talk another time.”

I blinked as Alice leaned across to hug me. “Thanks, Beth – you’re the best.”

I picked up my handbag. “Want to get going, then?”

As we walked, Alice explained to me why she’d chosen the nursing course – “Grandad was a nurse in the war, he used to tell me stories. And I read about Florence Nightingale at school…”

I nodded. “Well, here we are.”

I opened the door, and Alice threw me a puzzled look. “You have a key?”

“Saves Tim running up and down these stairs,” I improvised hastily.

Alice followed me upstairs, Kars Escort and I called out from the living room door. “Hi, Tim, I brought a visitor.”

I was grateful that Tim had decided to get dressed to do the housework. “This is Alice – I invited her back for a meal, we can order from that Chinese place?”

Tim smiled. “Hi, Alice. Sure – they’ll just be opening.”

He passed Alice the leaflet. “Pick what you like – I know what Beth’ll have.”

Tim ordered for us, and Alice and I sat down on the sofa. “Drink?” Tim offered. “I can open a bottle of wine.”

I nodded. “None of us are driving, so that’d be lovely.”

He went into the kitchen, and I heard the sound of the cork, then Tim returned with glasses. “Cheers.”

I tapped my glass against Alice’s, flashing my eyebrows at her, and we sipped. After a few minutes there was a knock at the door, and Tim retrieved our food, glancing at the scrawled labels and putting foil trays in front of us. “Dig in.”

“Mm, this is amazing,” Alice managed round a spring roll.

Tim topped up her glass. “Well, we’re glad you gave us an excuse.”

He took a bite of crispy duck. “So, Alice, you’re doing nursing too?”

She nodded. “I was just telling Beth – because of Grandad.”

We talked about the course for a little longer, then Tim obviously decided to change the subject. “And do you have a boyfriend, Alice?”

He obviously wasn’t expecting her startled look, and he glanced at me for help. “Not at the moment, right, Alice?” I supplied.

She shook her head. “Beth – you were right, talking to both of you will help. You explain…?”

I nodded, and I saw Tim’s eyes widen a little as I took Alice’s hand to reassure her. “Tim, you remember the very first time we talked – when you asked me what kind of videos I liked to watch – ” another startled look from Alice – “what you thought I might be into?”

Tim nodded, seeming to hold his breath.

“Well, Alice isn’t sure if maybe she likes that, or boys, or both.”

I felt my own tension dissipate slightly, knowing that at least I’d reduced the unshared secrets in the room by some small amount.

Tim nodded. “Alice, you’re really brave – well done for even talking about it, it can’t be easy.”

She smiled. “Beth persuaded me, she said you were really understanding about her stuff.”

She glanced at me, obviously curious. “I have to ask – how did the conversation about videos even start?”

Tim and I exchanged looks, and I saw him nod. “Beth, you can tell Alice anything you want, if you think it’ll help her.”

Despite his reassurance, I felt my face warming. “Actually, Alice, Tim found a – my toy, if you know what I mean.”

She blinked, and I added hastily, “Completely by accident, I hadn’t hidden it very well.”

“And you… got talking?” Alice queried.

“It felt a bit weird at first,” I admitted. “But it was kind of a relief as well – like you said earlier – and I know I can trust Tim, it’s not like I’ve blurted out all my fantasies to some guy at school who’s going to slut-shame me to get in with his friends.”

Alice nodded, her eyes taking on a slightly distant look, and I was certain some of her own imagined scenes had drifted into her mind. She took another gulp at her glass, obviously feeling in need of a little extra courage. “So now you know each other’s fantasies?”

“Pretty much.” I glanced at Tim, getting another nod. “And we talked about – well, I explained to Tim how I like to use my toy.”

“I’ve never tried one,” Alice confessed. “Do you like the way it feels?”

She blinked again, clearly surprised at the direction she’d nudged the conversation in. “Mm, yes,” I nodded. “Though the real thing is better.”

Alice put her hand over her mouth. “God, Beth, I didn’t know -“

Tim ventured back into the conversation. “Alice – how did you feel just, when Beth made it obvious she’d…”

I flashed an eyebrow at him, knowing where he was going with the question.

“Actually it gave me a thrill,” Alice admitted. “Thinking about a – his thing, there.”

Her cheeks were pink again. “It, um, makes me a bit – damp?”

Tim nodded. “Doesn’t sound like you’re completely averse to guys, anyway.”

He took a deep breath. “On the other hand – if Beth was to kiss you, maybe if you felt her fingers touch your breast?”

I felt a thrill of my own as Tim deliberately made his question even more personal, and Alice looked at me, eyes wide, in case he’d overstepped some mark. But I just smiled, waiting for her answer.

“I – ” she began. “Beth, I’ve always thought you’re gorgeous – there’s something, I don’t know, maybe about girls who are a little Kars Escort Bayan shorter?”

She plunged on. “If you kissed me, I wouldn’t be able to help myself, I’d kiss you back. And if you touched me… oh god…”

Tim gave her a moment. “Seems like you have your answer.”

Alice caught her lip between her teeth, nodding. “Seems so.”

I decided to keep the momentum going. “Want to do something about it?”

This time Alice’s mouth fell open. “But – you -?”

I chuckled softly. “It wasn’t the first thing I confessed to Tim that I imagine. But sure – after all, girls are soft, in all the right places? And they know how to touch because they know what they’d like.”

There was only one more step now – well, for this time, anyway. “But Tim -” Alice began.

“We can go and be private if you want,” I offered. “But Tim’s no problem.”

I raised my eyebrows at Alice. “After all, guys like the idea too.” I echoed my words to Tim when he’d tried to guess what my fantasy might be.

She nodded. “So…”

I leaned closer to her, watching her eyes for any sign that she’d changed her mind. But our lips touched, and I heard her breathe in slowly, then give a quiet sigh of satisfaction, her lips parting. I kissed her gently at first, but our conversation had obviously aroused her more than I’d guessed, and she responded with a passion that surprised even herself, pulling back a little, her eyes on my face. “Is this – is it OK?”

“Mmhm.”

I reached out fingers to gently cup her breast, and she closed her eyes. “Ohh, that feels just how I imagined.”

I brushed her nipple with a fingertip, getting a gasp. “Mmm, you’re right, Beth, you do know how to touch.”

“More?” I queried softly, getting a nod, and I carefully started to undo the buttons of her blouse.

Alice glanced over to Tim again, and he smiled reassuringly. “Nobody here but us chickens.”

I rolled my eyes. “Does anyone even actually say that?”

More buttons, and Alice’s white, lacy bra was revealed. This time I slid the pads of my thumbs over both nipples, and she moaned softly. “Your mouth…?”

I dabbed a kiss on each nipple, and she breathed in, her breasts lifting. “Mmm.”

I put my fingers on the clasp of her bra, a question in my eyes, and Alice nodded. A quiet snap, the cups loosening, and I lifted the fabric aside from each breast in turn, feeling a growing arousal of my own. “God, Alice, you’re beautiful.”

She smiled shyly, then she tilted her head back, closing her eyes with another moan, as my lips surrounded one hardening nipple. I moved to the other, suckling gently, and Alice’s fingers pushed unconsciously at the waistband of her jeans. “Want them off too?” I queried.

A wordless nod, and I helped her with buttons, zip, then slid her jeans down and off. I moved back up, kissing her again, my fingers on her now-damp nipples, and she gasped against my mouth, then returned the kiss harder, tongue probing between my lips. “God, Beth, you have got me so turned on.”

I moved my hand to rest on her mound, fingertips feeling the warmth between her thighs, but I didn’t try to go any lower, not yet. My mouth back to her breasts, and Alice’s choice when to take things further, her thighs parting a little, my fingers drifting lightly onto damp cotton. I kept my fingertips still, the moment intimate enough in itself, then I felt her hips flex. “Mm?”

I pressed inwards gently, feeling the warmth, wetness increase, and again Alice’s fingertips pushing at the elastic of her panties. “Wait, dearest,” I murmured. I moved down, replacing fingertips with my mouth, and Alice gasped, her thighs opening fully as I tongued the cotton, the spot of wetness visibly growing. A teasing rub of my nose up and down, and her fingers in my hair. “Beth – please – you’re driving me wild.”

I relented, hooking my fingers through elastic, sliding her panties down, off over her feet. I dabbed my tongue on one set of toes, then moved up again, breathing in the heady, musky scent of her. “Ready?”

“More than…”

I touched just the very tip of my tongue to her wetness, the taste of her so sweet yet also spicy, and Alice drew in a breath. “Mm, Beth, that feels lovely. But harder?”

I took her at her word, brushing my tongue firmly over her nub, and she gasped. “Oh god – Beth – if you do that any more, you’ll definitely make me come.”

I stroked fingers lightly up the inside of her thigh, making her squirm – “Oh, don’t tickle -” then slid a fingertip inside her as I continued to use my tongue on her. I encountered the expected barrier as I pressed further, and I withdrew a little, crooking the tip of my finger to touch Escort Kars just inside her entrance. Another gasp, and I pressed my advantage, tongue starting to flicker lightly on her. I felt her muscles start to tense, and Alice moved her hands to her breasts, pushing them together, her fingers on her nipples. “Oh – oh god – Beth – I’m -“

I could see Tim’s rapt expression at Alice’s cry of pleasure, and I pressed my mouth to her still-shuddering hips. Suddenly she cried out again, and a spurt of clear liquid splashed my lips, running down the inside of her thighs and dripping down. “Oh god, I’m sorry,” managed Alice. “I didn’t mean to make a mess of your sofa.”

I chuckled. “If I had a pound for every time I’ve – though not on Tim’s sofa. Not yet, anyway.”

I moved up to hold her, and Alice reached a fingertip to my face, my lips. “How wet did I make you…”

I took her hand, and her eyes widened as I brushed her finger against her own lips. “See how good you taste.”

She nodded dreamily. “Beth?”

“What, darling?”

“I should return the favour, right? Though I don’t know if I’ll be as good as you at that.”

I smiled, shaking my head. “You’ll be perfect. But there’s something else first, if you want it.”

Alice looked mystified. “I don’t understand?”

“Well, wasn’t part of this to find out how you felt about one thing compared to the other…?”

Alice’s blank look persisted for a fraction of a second, then her jaw dropped again. “You know I’m – I’ve never… right?”

“I know.”

“But – Tim -?”

I chuckled. “You think he’d kick you out of bed? Not a chance.”

I turned to Tim. “That’s right, isn’t it.”

He nodded. “But only if you want me to, Alice.”

She swallowed, looking from him to me and then back again. “Yes – yes, I do.”

Tim started to unbutton his shirt, and Alice looked at me. “I have my pills – but, we should use protection anyway, right?”

I chose my words carefully. “Alice – Tim’s only been with one girl, and she’s never been with anyone else either, so he’s safe for you.”

I wondered if the penny would drop for her, but she just nodded, smiled. “I’m glad.”

Tim’s shirt joined Alice’s blouse, jeans, underwear in the pile on the floor, and I moved over to let him sit next to her on the sofa. Alice reached out hesitant fingers to touch his chest. “So smooth…”

Tim gave a quirked smile. “A guy could wish for a little hair there. But if you like it…”

“I do,” nodded Alice shyly. She leaned forward to place a soft kiss on his skin, and Tim closed his eyes. “You want to know one of Tim’s secrets, Alice?” I chuckled softly.

“Sure.”

“He can’t resist his nipples being touched.” Again my careful choice of words, only hinting at what I was half-hoping she’d guess.

Alice moved her mouth across, taking a nipple between her lips, and Tim groaned. “Mm, yes.”

She became a little more daring, fingers working at his belt then his zip, freeing his now-obvious erection. “Oh – you’re -“

“Is that OK?” Tim queried.

“Oh yes,” breathed Alice. “I’d always hoped -“

She blushed. “Especially if I was going to do this.”

She bent, taking Tim’s hard tip into her mouth, her eyes on his face. “God, Alice,” he breathed. “And you’ve never done that before?”

Alice shook her head. “Never.”

Tim gasped. “Not too much, or you’ll miss out on what you really want.”

Reluctantly she released him, and Tim quickly finished shedding his jeans. “Alice – would you be more comfortable if we took this to the bedroom?”

She nodded, and Tim took her hand, leading her along the hall. I followed, sitting in the chair facing them as Tim guided Alice onto the bed. He kissed her softly – “We missed that somehow, I’m sorry -” then Alice parted her thighs, letting him slide across her body. “Help me with this?” Tim asked quietly, and she nodded, fingers guiding his tip to press against her still-wet entrance.

I watched mesmerised as Tim pressed in slowly, carefully, Alice’s face showing a flicker of discomfort then only total satisfaction. He whispered something in her ear, getting another nod, then I saw his hips begin to thrust, withdraw. Alice breathed in, drawing her knees up a little, opening as fully to him as she could, and it was all I could do not to push my hand inside my jeans, touch myself, as her eyelids flickered a little, another climax starting to become a possibility.

Alice’s fingers moved to Tim’s hips, and I thrilled as she started to push up towards him in response to his thrusts. “Oh – yes – that feels right – whenever you want -“

Tim’s breathing took on a cadence I recognised, his climax so close, and I found myself willing him on. “Mm, yes, give her what she wants,” I whispered under my breath, then I felt another thrill run through my body as Tim tensed, thrust hard once, again, and Alice cried out, hips shaking in another climax as he spurted his warmth deep into her…

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Blackmailed Mother , Son

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The following is a work of fiction.

My father was a bit of a tyrant and an abusive husband. As time went on he also became an alcoholic and impotent. My mother was a beautiful woman of 45, at the time of this story, who looked like Martha Stewart. She stayed with my father because she had been raised that marriage is forever. Her family also pressured her to stay no matter what. Her family were conservative Christians who believed the husband was the master and the wife had to obey his every command.

I was 18 at the time when things were reaching the peak of their dysfunctional relationship. My relationship with my Dad was in its own way as bad as my mothers. Luckily my mother and I were best friends and had a very tight relationship. I never told my Mom but I also always found her the sexiest woman alive. I spent many nights jacking off to images of her.

I didn’t know but my father was also sexually abusive. Their relationship had started normally but overtime he became more and more abusive. Maybe it was because he was also a strict Christian who viewed his own sexual desires as dirty. He saw my mother’s desires as something that initially attracted him but eventually became to look at them as something sick. Instead of not having sex, he started turning the act into something abusive.

Little by little he started calling my mother names and insinuating that she was a whore and a slut. Sex became rough. He made her look at porno while telling her how sick she was for liking it. Later he started restraining her. He did not like her sucking his dick unless she was tied up because he could not stand the idea that she might do it without this. Eventually his guilt would lead to drinking and the drinking to eventually to impotence. By this time he liked to tie her up and use a dildo on her because he told her she was a whore that if he didn’t do this to her she would fuck the mailman.

By the time I was sixteen he started becoming jealous of me. In private he would tell her that she was a slut that was lusting after her son. At first he would just taunt her this way but as time went on he started making her telling him this while under restraint or he would hurt her. Then he would start to make her call out my name when he abused her with a dildo. What really embarrassed my mother was how much she secretly enjoyed this abusive game. For the first time she actually started to believe she most be a whore and a slut because the idea of fucking me would make her so wet and would make her come Isparta Escort in explosions she would try to keep from showing her husband.

Then there came the time when the abuse left the bedroom. Around the house she would tell her to stop looking at me. Or would ask her in a sick fashion what we had been doing whenever we were alone together. Then he started telling me to stop looking at my mother. Then to stop looking at her that way. Then to stop looking at my mother’s tits and such.

This led to calling us both perverts and psychos. His drinking became worse and he would go into fits telling her to admit she wanted to fuck me or he would slap her or shake her. When I tried to intervene, he would threaten to kill the sick bitch and she would tell me to back off.

One night this lead to a fight where as I tried to protect my mother he said that since I wanted to fuck my mother I should. My mother tried to calm him down but he took out a gun he has and made her sit on the couch. Then he made me sit next to her. Next he got a camcorder he had and set it up and pointed it at both of us. He then told me to kiss her. I pecked her cheek but he told me to kiss her like a man kiss a woman. I tried to resist but he told us he would kill both of us if we didn’t do what he wanted.

I touched her lips with mine but the told us he wanted to see our tongues wrapped around each other. He made us do this for a long time while he said he always knew we were sick mother fuckers. He then told me to start playing with her breasts. After a while he told me to take her top off and play with her tits. Mom’s nipples were stiff and erect and this set my father off even more calling her a sick bitch. He made me suck on them and while this was a sick situation I was also in heaven. He could see that I had a huge hard-on and he made my mother take it out of my pants and play with it. Once she touched it and played with it for a short while I was so excited that I came harder than I thought imaginable. Then he made my mother lick up my cum.

He then took down the camcorder and told us we were both sick. He also told us that if we told anyone about this he would show the tape to everyone to show them how sick we were.

My mother could not look at each other for a few days. Whenever we came near each other we would blush and not be able to look at each other.

This was not the end however. A few nights later he went into another rage and brought his gun out again. Again he set up the camcorder. Isparta Escort Bayan This time he made my mother take of her clothes in front of me. He made her rub her tits in my face. After making her tease me he made her lay down on the couch and spread her legs. He then made me lick her pussy. At first I tried to resist be he smacked me and told me he would hurt my mother. I then only tried to do as little as possible but he told me to get into it or he would go crazy. He made me lap her like a dog. I had to stick my long tongue deep into her beautiful pussy (you can’t believe how gorgeous it was), suck her folds into my mouth, kiss her asshole, and suck her clit. He wanted to see lots of my saliva on her.

At the same time he made my mother hold her tits and pinch her nipples. He also made her keep her eyes open and look at what her little boy was doing to her. He also made say things like “suck Mommy’s pussy,” “lick your mother’s twat” and “eat mothers’ cunt you mother fucker.” During all this I could taste her pussy becoming wetter and wetter and I could feel the tremors running through body. It wasn’t long before the tremors became earthquakes and she had trouble hiding her convulsions.

This was again being enough for this night and he told us both to go to our separate rooms. Again my mother and I had trouble looking at each other but we would both try to hide smiles when we looked at each other. Also I noticed how her nipples would often be erect under her dress and I am sure she would notice the stiff one in my pants.

Finally about a week later it started again. My father was in a rage I had never seen before. This time he made us both take off our clothes. He told us it was time I fuck my slut mother. He told me she had never really been his wife and that it was time I make her mine. He asked me (in a way I could give but one answer) if I wanted to make my mother my whore wife and I said “yes.” He then asked my mother if she wanted to make me her mother fucking husband. He asked her if she would be my dirty whore for her whole life. She said “yes.” He made us swear to only fuck each other, to be perverts with each other forever, and to never fuck anyone but each other again. We swore.

He then made me put my hard big dick in her waiting pussy. She was so wet and slippery that my cock slipped in as if being drawn to a magnet. Against my mom’s will she met my thrust with her own and groaned. Again my father made her say dirty things like, “fuck me my dirty little boy,” Escort Isparta “make mommy your whore my little motherfucker,” and more. He made me say things like “your baby loves fucking his whore mother,” “you like your son’s hard dick mommy,” and more. What my father didn’t expect was that we soon needed no prompting. Soon she was saying things like, “fuck me son,” “I love baby’s big dick in my pussy,” “pound your slut mother son,” and more. I was saying things like “yes mom, your baby is fucking you and making you my bitch wife,” “Mommy you little boy is going to fuck you ever night,” and more.

My father could also see how we were both getting into it. He could hear our grunts and moans. He could see that our inhibitions were falling away and that we were in lust with each other. Instead of abusing us he saw that instead we were both hornier than we had ever been and in a ecstasy that he could only imagine. We fucked like animals until my mother started cumming not just once either but many, each harder and more powerful than the last. In the end she was even yelling how much she loved her little baby and that she was now my wife. I was yelling how I loved her and wanted to fuck only her forever.

This so incensed my father that he literally had a heart attack.

I don’t want to go into too much detail as to what happened after except to say that he passed away and we buried him shortly thereafter. He left us well off also. However, this is not the end of the story.

The day after we died, we were home alone. It was evening and we finally had time to ourselves. She looked very small and scared. She told me how ashamed she was about all that had happened and that if I could ever forgive her. She was crying and afraid to look at me. She looked like a little girl. I was also scared but I told her that it was all right and that I loved her. Anyway I told her we now had a bond that few mothers and sons ever had. Finally I even told her that I felt we were now more than just mother and son. I told her that I felt like Dad had married us for real and that if she wanted me that I still wanted to be her husband. She then finally looked at me and a small mischievous smile crossed her lips and she said “you mean your whore slut mother wife.”

We then fell into each others arms and ripped our clothes off each other. “Fuck me son,” she yelled “make Mommy your slut slave”… and I did.

We soon moved away from our screwed up relatives and now live as husband and wife. My father’s abuse stripped us of our inhibitions that until this day, 10 years later, we still fuck like bunny rabbits, occasionally we swing with others that don’t know we are mother and son, and do anything nasty we can think to do with each other. Eat your heart out all you mothers and sons that can only dream about it.

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Accidentally Sucking Brothers Cock

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Here I was, on my knees, my little brothers thick, hard, wet, cum-dripping cock rammed down my throat, and all by total accident.

An eighteen-year-old high schooler, Bud was always working out and building up his body. He had massive muscles and whenever he took his t-shirt off, my girlfriends would simply die to fuck him.

Even Mrs Jones, my married science teacher had admitted to me once that she would risk her marriage for a night of passion with Bud.

Now, here I was being face fucked by his huge thick shaft, banging on me like a dog on a bitch. Of course, I’d been with boys before, but nothing like this, and of course Dan was my little brother and sucking-off his huge cock was an incestuous taboo, that I knew, I really shouldn’t have allowed myself the pleasure of.

He’d come home after a big football game, and although he’d already showered once at his school, he showered again as soon as he got home.

Drying himself off Giresun Escort in the shower room his huge cock hanging out in front of him as he dried off his sexy hot ass. Listening to music on my pods, I had no way of knowing he was in there. And so, when I opened the door and got the shock of my life when I realised he was standing there naked, and how hung he was, I guess it ready got to me.

I knew Bud could have any woman when I caught him in his room fucking the hell out of his Math teacher Mrs Margaret. Mrs Margaret was a late thirties, hot as hell, beautiful woman, who had a rich and handsome husband. And yet, there she was, on my brother’s bed, his cock deep inside her, his balls bouncing off of her, like tennis balls on a string up against a wall.

Now I was almost choking as he railed my mouth like a paid for whore. My eyes rolling back in my head as he powered into me with the strength he used in his football games. It was almost Giresun Escort Bayan like I was the goal and he was shooting the ball home with every powerful thrust.

My hands clutching onto his tight ass cheeks like handles, I had to admit that it felt amazing to have my mouth screwed by my little brother.

To be honest, when I accidentally burst in on him, drying himself off, I’m not sure if I fell over at his feet and onto his thick, long cock, with my gasping mouth, by accident. Or I had actually dropped down at his feet at the mercy of his divine cock.

Whichever way it was, I know I was pretty eager to take his thick hard manhood into my mouth.

Funnily enough, it was doing this very same thing, that he had caught me in the middle of with my boyfriend too!

I had been in my bedroom sucking off my boyfriend when I realised, in the heat of the moment, we’d left my bedroom door open. Realising he was Escort Giresun there, watching us, there was nothing I could do.

I didn’t want my boyfriend to know he was there. So I just had to hope he would go away when he realised I’d seen him. But he did nothing of the sort. Instead, he simply watched us all the way to the final climax. He watched us right up to the point when my boyfriend shot his hot white cum all over my face and in my hair.

My boyfriend’s cum in my hair and eyes, and all over my lips, he watched as I licked it off and then gobbled down on his round cock head and sucked him dry.

And now it was my little brother’s turn!

Pretty much copying what he’d seen my boyfriend do to me, Dan shot his massive wad of cum all over my face. Cum collecting in my hair and dripping into my eyes and mouth, he then proceeded to face fuck me again. He’d almost drowned me in his cum, that was how horny he’d been for me.

When he was done, he simply pulled on his clothes and left me there on my knees, his hot cum dripping all over my face as if I’d had a bukkake from a half dozen guys.

“Thanks, sis,” he said as he left, “next time I’ll fuck you if you like.” He said as he rushed off downstairs.

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