This is a story about a middle-aged woman who wants very much to rekindle the sexual spontaneity between her and her husband. Their oldest daughter, Amy is married and their nineteen-year-old son, Todd is away at college. They are empty nesters except for some weekends when Todd comes home for a visit and to get his laundry done by his Mom.
A father finds out that even a smart ass comment can come back to haunt you, but this time with some intresting results
The porn movie making continues
Melody loves having sex with her brother and sister in public while a naughty spy watches!
I came from a large family; most of my brother’s and sister’s were enough older than me (I’m the youngest) that mostly they’d moved out long before I started to have sexual urges. But my youngest sister Anna was only a few years older and we were fairly close. She was lying on the couch taking a nap. My siblings and I always had a hard time sleeping at night so, typically, we’d end up taking a nap sometime after we got off the bus from school. I’d recently noticed my sister’s body was pretty well proportioned. I guess when you live out in the middle of nowhere with no internet and no cable you start to get your eye candy where you can. Whatever the reason, even though I’d looked at her I’d honestly never thought of letting it go anywhere past that. Nevertheless I had the sex drive of about ten normal kids my age, there’s a good chance that it was mostly just that the massive cascade of endorphins and dopamine that getting off triggers helped me to feel less depressed. But hell who isn’t depressed when they’re a teen.
Well that day my sister had decided to get particularly dressed up, she was dating some new little tool and the excitement of a new relationship hadn’t worn off yet. I’d always had a thing for a tight sweater and a pleated skirt, and the yellow V-neck cashmere sweater and dark plaid skirt just above the knee certainly fit the bill. While she was sleeping her legs had spread enough that I had a pretty good look at her inner thigh up until about an inch or two away from where her panties should have been. I took a good look and then went to make some food in the kitchen.
I had a massive erection but I was still a little uncomfortable with the idea of jerking off to my sister. I ate my food and even managed to get my wood to go down, but I couldn’t help but keep wondering what her panties would look like on her. Of course I knew what underwear my sister owned we all had to take turns doing laundry so I’d seen most of it before. Seeing it on her however, was something I’d never done. For that matter I still hadn’t seen any girl in real life in her bra and panties yet.
I went into the living room and tried to watch some TV to keep my mind off of it, but the only place to sit with a good angle for the TV was the couch she was on. I sat at the far end determined I wasn’t going to pay any attention so I started watching afternoon cartoons hoping that would keep my mind on more wholesome topics. If you’ve ever thought cable was boring try keeping a teenage mind off a near exposed pussy with nothing but public television. I started thinking about moving her skirt so I could get a good look at her, and almost instantly I was so aroused I could barely sit still. I felt my heart pounding everywhere; it even seemed like my eyes had a pulse.
I couldn’t help myself. I stood up and crept over to kneel next to her on the floor. I slowly over what seemed like an eternity inched her skirt up. The feeling was incomparable. The lust, the shame, the fear, all combined to release a cocktail of hormones unlike anything else I’ve ever felt. Then finally I got my first peek it was her striped g-string. I hadn’t ever realized just how beautiful looking up a skirt could be, the smooth skin of her upper thighs flowing into a the dimples surrounding her vagina and then the main even ever so discreetly covered by a patch of fabric that taunted you with the absolute nearness to glory.
I grabbed a blanket and threw it over her so she would assume that’s what had moved her skirt up if she even noticed. Then I went into her room and fished a pair of panties out of her laundry hamper. They were soft blue cotton panties with no designs on them, nothing special so I didn’t think she’d miss them for a while. I headed over to my bathroom with her underwear in balled up in my hand. Simply the idea that something that had her juices on it was in my hand had me so horny I thought I might blow before I even touched myself. I locked myself in the bathroom and immediately proceeded to masturbate with the crotch of her panties. When I came it felt like I would never stop pumping sperm into the, now, sopping wet panties.
As soon as I came and hid her panties I started to feel guilty. Wasn’t it wrong to get turned on by your sister, even more so to jack off to her? For the next couple of days I avoided her as much as possible, I guess she couldn’t figure out why because she came up to me after school one day and said we were going to hang out since we hadn’t really been doing anything together and she missed me. She’d just gotten her license so we drove around listening to music and talking apparently things hadn’t worked out so well between her and the most recent jackass that she’d dated. Not even a week into he’d started telling people she’d had sex with him. I didn’t want to ask if it was true or not because either way the topic would start my mind down a road that I had been trying to avoid.
We got home and went and I had her help me with my homework, she was really good at math and for whatever reason algebra I was like Greek to me. By the time we were done with all the homework it was time to go to bed. My sister knew I slept better when there was someone else in the room, since I frequently had incredibly vivid nightmares when I was alone, so she said I could sleep in her room if I wanted. I wasn’t sure if I should or not but I had no way of saying no without telling her why so I went in the other room and changed into my pj’s and came back in. The half-bath in her room wasn’t finished so it only had a sheet for a door and when the light was on you could clearly see her silhouette. The last thing I wanted when she came back in was for her to see a raging hard-on so I quickly got into bed and laid on my side with the covers over me. She came back out and to my surprise she only had a baggy white shirt on, or at least as far as I could tell.
She turned off the lights and climbed into bed next to me, thank God it was a queen sized bed or it would’ve been much harder to keep from letting her feel that my dick was rock hard. We talked until we both drifted off to sleep, but I woke up in the middle of the night and went to get a drink. I noticed that moving her so I could get up and get some water hadn’t woken her so I carefully climbed back in to make sure I didn’t disturb her sleep any more than I had too. When I was back in bed I remembered that I didn’t know what she had on under the shirt.
It seemed like an eternity that I tried to fall back asleep but curiosity kept my mind racing. After what was probably an hour I finally decided I would find out. First I rolled onto my stomach so I could put my arm across her and act like it fell there when I rolled. I waited a few minutes to make sure she wasn’t going to wake up and then I slowly felt my way up to her left breast. Never having felt a breast before I was amazed at how it felt. It was so firm but soft, and pleasant warmth radiated out from it. The nipple felt like a short pencil eraser and I spent a good while gently tracing both breasts with my hand. The left breast seemed a little larger but other than that they were perfect. I knew from the labels in her bras that she wore a c-cup but to me they felt massive.
I knew from the second that I touched her breast that I wouldn’t be getting any more sleep that night. Once some of the immediate fixation with her breasts eased, I slowly and gently felt down her body. She was athletic; always loved basketball and volleyball, and her body had the firm give of relaxed muscle. All of a sudden I felt a panty line and my dick jumped. For whatever reason this forced all of the realization of what I was doing to the front of my mind; I was feeling up my sister and about to feel what was in her underwear. Again that intoxicating cocktail of emotion and hormones washed over me. I felt like I could fuck through rock if I had to right now.
I gently rubbed her stomach in a way that slowly pulled her shirt up. Once I felt skin to skin contact I knew the path was open so I moved myself a little lower so I’d be able to play it off as though my hand just fell between her legs while she was asleep If she woke up. I started out but gently running my finger along the outline of her underwear. She was wearing a pair of silky panties and that turned me on even more. For a little bit I just let my hand rest cupping the entire area around her pussy. It felt like I was soaking up all the heat of her sex and that somehow it was fueling my actions, almost like I couldn’t have stopped if I had tried.
I had to make direct contact with whatever was putting out that inviting energy. So I gently worked my finger under the elastic on the side of her panties, just an inch or two about her opening. The gentle pull of the elastic and the brush of soft skin on the back of my knuckle were phenomenal. I was expecting her to be hairy; I guess I’d never though of my sister as a sexual entity until recently so I was surprised when I came across skin just as smooth as the area surrounding it. I worked my way slowly down at first keeping toward the side, not knowing how my sister’s body would react, and certainly not wanting to wake her. Finally I gathered the courage to touch her slit and was thoroughly surprised to find that it was really wet and slippery. I had always just imagined that girls were normally dry. I ran my middle finger up and down a couple of time to get a fair amount of my sister’s juices on it and slowly worked it back out. It felt a little thicker than my pre-cum and it smelled kind of musky. I decided to taste it and I was pleasantly surprised. It was unlike anything else I’d ever tasted, slightly bitter but with a smooth taste at the end.
I gently worked my way back in and this time slid a third of my finger inside of her. She moved slightly when I did this so I stopped exactly where I was long enough I was sure she wasn’t waking all the way up. I gently rubbed all around inside her, she sloped gently in and back and on the top side there was a little knob of spongy flesh when I brushed against that her breathing changed and sometimes she would make little half moans. The texture of her pussy was something unique soft but applying a constant gentle pressure. Just behind the mound of spongy flesh there were gentle ridges that I would have never noticed if I wasn’t moving so slowly to keep from waking her up.
I knew I had to stop and go relieve myself or I would try to take it even further, and I was nowhere near ready for the consequences of that. So I went in the bathroom and had the most intense jerk of my life. When I came it felt like the orgasm went on forever and I know I mad some noise. I wiped myself off and threw the tissues in the trashcan then went to get a drink. When I came back my sister wasn’t in the bed. Instantly post orgasm relaxation turned into full on panic. Had she noticed that her panties had been moved, did she hear me jacking off, if she had did she know it was to her? A thousand scenarios where whirling through my head and I just froze where I was. The toilette flushed and a little later she came back out, nothing seemed to be different with her so I tentatively just got back in bed. She just said “Thirsty?” and I quickly nodded. Then we slowly drifted back to sleep.
The next day she had plans with some of her friends so she didn’t come home till I was going to bed. I heard her in the next room moving stuff around when she got back, and I started to think about her getting undressed. I remembered I had a pair of her panties and I got them out and jerked it into them again. That done I fell asleep with them balled up in the bed next to me. I’d forgotten about them but the time I woke up the next day so when they weren’t next to me I thought nothing of it. I got ready and went to school just like any other day. I heard Mark (the guy who was telling people that he’d fucked her) telling people that my sister had “a bush like the Amazon.” This normally would have made me irate but it was doubly so since I knew now that it was all bullshit. I went up to him and fortunately for me even though he was two years older he was small for his age, because without even thinking I said “how ‘bout you shut the fuck up before I kick your fucking ass bitch.” Apparently he hadn’t seen me because his jaw dropped and he just nervously chuckled and said “oh… sorry, I didn’t mean anything by it.” I knew I didn’t have anything else I could say so I just stared at him for a bit and then left, still fuming mad.
My sister heard about it and came up to me a few hours later and gave me a big hug and thanked me for standing up for her. I felt a little guilty knowing if she knew why I had gotten so mad about his story she wouldn’t be thanking me at all. She just thought I was shy about it and told me she’d have a surprise for me when she got home after her play practice that night. I wondered what it could be but I just assumed she’d get me some candy or something on her way home; after all I hadn’t actually done anything other than yell at someone.
She got home and I was in my parents’ room talking to my mom about what we were going to do for summer vacation. She came in said hi to our mom and then left, I wondered when she’d give me my “surprise” but when I left my mom’s room she was in the shower already so I just assumed she’d forgotten. I went into my room and changed into some shorts and got ready for bed. I decided I’d sleep better if I jacked off first so I started masturbating, I hadn’t noticed that the shower had turned off until I heard my door start to open. I was just quick enough to get my hands on top of my blankets so hopefully she wouldn’t notice. She came in and asked if I was awake and I just lifted my head and said “yeah go ahead and turn on the lights.”
When she turned on the lights I saw that she was still wrapped in a towel but that didn’t really catch me off guard because it wasn’t uncommon for us to talk while wrapped in a towel if we thought the other would be asleep before we were fully dressed. She came up beside the bed and said so I guess you’ve been wondering what my surprise is. I just nodded and hoped she wouldn’t seem my boner and think it was due to her in her towel. “Well” she said “I guess I shouldn’t keep you waiting, but first you have to promise you won’t say anything till I’ve had a chance to explain.” I was pretty confused but still focusing more on keeping my erection from being noticed than thinking about what she could be surprising me with.
All of a sudden she dropped the towel and she was wearing a light blue strapless bra and blue cotton panties. All of a sudden I remembered that I had left the panties in my bed next to me but I didn’t know where they’d gone. My mind was reeling and I was desperately trying to think of something to say. She just put a finger over my mouth and said “remember your promise”. So not knowing what to say anyway I just nodded and let her talk. She looked a little embarrassed but she just started out with “I didn’t know how else to bring it up.” “The other day when you slept in my bed I woke up while you were rubbing my belly but it felt really good so I didn’t know what to do.” My jaw dropped and all that came to mind were the worst possible scenarios. She continued to tell me that at first when I started to move my hand down that she was going to stop me but she was so turned on that when she felt a hand on her pussy she felt like she just had to have more. “I never let anyone touch me there before” she explained, “but it felt so good I didn’t want it to stop, and I didn’t know what to do so I just pretended I was asleep.”
The other day I came into your room in the morning to talk to you about it but when I found my panties all of a sudden it seemed so much weirder and more shameful to me. I didn’t know what to do so I took my panties and put them in my room then decided I’d think about it before deciding what to do. I was going to ignore the whole thing but I was so touched when I heard you’d stood up for me to Mark that I decided I’d give you what you seem to want so badly. I mean it felt really good and if nobody finds out it should be ok.
I couldn’t believe what I was hearing, was my sister actually saying she was ok with me touching her? I looked her over a little more closely and I realized there were faint white stains all over the panties she was wearing. When I looked back up she just smiled shyly and said “surprise.” Talk about understatement of the century. When I didn’t say anything she started to look worried and said “if this weirds you out or if you just kind of slipped up when you touched me forget I said anything, but please don’t tell anybody.” The fear in her voice almost broke my heart; she was willing to go out on a limb like this for me. Instantly I was filled with a whole new kind of lust for her, but I wanted to make sure she really wanted to do this first.
I pulled her in to sit next to me on the bed and asked her if she was sure this is what she wanted. She just nodded and we sat there quiet for a while. Then she said “it’s not like I hadn’t thought about you this way before, I just didn’t act on it because I was worried what you’d think and that somebody would find out.” Then she reached out and started to rub my thigh through the blanket. “You’re not exactly little and you couldn’t possibly have thought I never noticed your morning wood when you slept in my room.” I guess it made sense but it had certainly never occurred to me that my sister would be turned on by my cock.
Then Anna reached up and grabbed my throbbing penis and gently started stroking it. I instinctively pulled her in and started kissing her while softly massaging one of her breasts. I was already half wound form jerking off before she started and I’d never been touch by anyone like this before so I came almost instantly. She just looked down and smiled and said “guess I’m better at this than I thought I’d be.” I was embarrassed that I came so quickly but she said if I got hard again later that she’d still be around. Then she laid down next to me and asked me if I would kiss her while rubbing the outside of her vagina. I kissed her and she opened her lips and slid her tongue along my lips while I was kissing her, so I did what she was doing, I found it amazingly arousing but my fella wasn’t having any part of getting hard again any time soon so I just focused on getting her off. We kept kissing and I lightly ran my fingers all around her pussy and thighs making a point to pull away just before I actually touched her. She started shaking every time I came near her slit and I took off her panties, I waited a while just kissing her so it would be a surprise and without warning slid one finger in her and used my thumb to rub the outside. I was amazed at how tight just one finger was and couldn’t help but wonder how a hard dick would ever fit inside. She gasped and bit my lip when I slid my finger in her so I started to pull it back out and she said in an almost panicked voice “no it feels so good, you have no idea.” I gently moved my finger in and out while rubbing in a circle on and just above the spongy area, and again her breathing became heavier. This time though she started rocking her hips to match my motion. A few minutes later she pulled me tight to her and her body shook gently then she felt like she just melted next to me. I leaned back and asked how she felt and she just smiled like she was in a daze and said “thank you”.
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A romantic bestiality story.
I’m New At This. :3 Hope You Enjoy It.
This is my first story, so be nice. The people are real, the situation is real, but the names are different and this is how I dreamed of it happening
The final part of the sister love story with a twist
Thanks all readers also special thanks for the comments. Sorry I wasn’t able to add ideas given by my readers in this chapter but I promise they will be added in next chapter. Hoping you enjoy this chapter and please comment how you feel about this one.
I pulled out and rolled Tina over I was close to cumming again and need to finish, so I plunged into Tina and fucked her till I shot my juice into her. She shuddered as she felt the hot cum splash into her and orgasamed again herself. Then we all collapsed onto the cum soaked sheets. Each of us sticky with the others juices.
We woke a little later, each of us not wanting to wake the others. I was able to see the clock and decided that we had better start getting ready or we would miss our dinner reservations. I extricated myself from the tangle of bodies and woke the girls up. “Get up! Time for another shower or we’ll go to dinner smelling like dried cum.” I announced. Both girls started to move before Tammy stretched lazily and asked “Will you fuck me again before dinner? I really like it.”
Both Tina and I laughed and told her later we were short on time. She started to pout and stayed on the bed. I was not about to have this little slut make us late for the evening I had planned so I approached the bed with my dick swinging. She thought I was going to give in as I sat down on the edge of the bed.
I surprised her moving very quickly, I grabbed her arms and pulled her onto my lap, belly down and ass in the air and I gave her 4 hard smacks on the bare ass. She squealed and when I released her she jumped up and ran to Tina.
Tina looked at her, laughed and said “don’t hide behind me. Next time do as you’re told and you won’t get spanked.”
“I think she liked it!” I said “Maybe she wants more.” And I started to move toward her. She squealed again and ran into the bathroom.
“No more, no more I’ll be good. See I’m starting the shower.” She called out. We could hear the water running and Tina and I both headed for the bathroom to join her. We all got into the big shower and started to soap each other up. Soon we finished washing and started to get into a little play. I squeezed some tit, and rubbed some pussy. While the girls playfully argued over who got my cock next. Tammy surrendered and hugged her sister. “Thanks for sharing with me. I loved it and I love you for it. Oh, and thanks for helping. I really like when you were eating my pussy while he was fucking me.” Tina told her. Then she turned and hugged me and told me, “Thanks for being so good to me. No matter what I will always remember my first time as a very special man with a wonderful cock.” With that she went to her knees in the shower and sucked my dick into her mouth for a little bit of action.
While she was doing that, Tina embraced me, and with a kiss also thanked me. Then she squealed and jumped. While she had been kissing me Tammy came off of my cock and licked her sister. She ran her tongue up her sisters slit. Then she stood up and said “I’ll finish you both later. That was just a little sample.”
With that she left the shower grabbed and towel and started to dry herself. Tina and I followed suit. Once we were dry the girls left to get dressed and I wanted to shave before going out. I finished taking care of things and walked out to find both girls dressed. They were each wearing slacks and decent blouses. We could have gotten into the restaurant and even the club the way they were but I wanted to show them off.
“Those clothes won’t do.” I said “get undressed we’ll have to find something better for you”
Both of their faces went from smiles to crestfallen. “But his is the best we brought.” Tina said.
“I guess that’s why I bought these.” I announced as I brought the dresses I had bought out of the closet.
A look of wonder followed by a squeal of delight from both girls as they grabbed the dresses. They quickly stripped out of their clothes and as they started to pull the new dresses on, “No bras or panties.” I admonished them. They each looked at me a little apprehensively but complied. When they were dressed I looked them over and got an instant hardon.
The dresses were identical. Cut low in the front with a plunging line between the breasts that went halfway to the navel, short too, they were just long enough to cover their buns. The operative here is just, just barely long enough to cover them. If they bent over or stretched their legs too much walking they would be exposed. Lastly they were tight all around. They looked each other over and then looked at me, expectantly. “How do we look?” Tina asked.
I didn’t answer right away. I just dropped my pants and started stroking my dick. “I think that means we look OK.” Tammy giggled. They looked better than OK. I could have taken them to any 5 star hotel in DC and gotten $1000 a night without trying. I let go of my cock and pulled my pants back up, took each girl by the arm and headed for the door. I was happy.
My friend Steve had made the reservations for us. I knew the restaurant and the club. The food was always great and the service excellent. It was adjacent to and owned by the same people who owned the dance club. The dance club was one of house places where you stood in line at the door and if the girls were pretty enough and if your clothes were right and if you slipped the bouncer enough they let you in. But with most such places if you know the right people there is always another entrance. Steve knew the right people and in this case the other entrance was through the restaurant.
We had an excellent meal of seafood and steak. We all ate until we were bloated them coffee and drinks to settle our food. After an hour and a half of dinner and drinks our waitress told us our table at the club was ready and if we would follow her she would take us there. She led us through a door and down a short hall and into the VIP balcony at the club where a table was waiting for us. Both girls were suitably impressed that I had the pull to get us even inside much less to a reserved table in the VIP section.
The place was just starting to rock. We ordered drinks and watched the crowd for a while before I took both girls down to the dance floor and we did our thing for a. Finally I was ready for another drink but both girls wanted to stay and dance. So I threaded my way back toward the balcony alone.
This was the night I learned an important lesson in picking up women. If you go out alone looking for women you may succeed if you do well that’s why they call it “getting lucky”. If you go with a good looking women the other women will notice and may approach you. But if you show up with two dynamite foxes you will have your pick of women. It has something to do with the cattiness women have in them. They want what the other one has. They are worse than guys in this, far worse. I proved this to myself in later years by going to bars and clubs with my female cousins, friends wives whoever.
On the short trip to the balcony from the dance floor I was approached twice by two very very hot women. They both just exuded sex and were obviously very willing. I gracefully declined their invitations. With a, “maybe later, look for me in an hour or so.” Any other place any other time I would have jumped at the chances but tonight I was content with what I had. Hey, I’m a guy and to a lot of women that makes me a pig, but I am not a hog. I am happy with what I have.
I made it back to the table and got my drink and watched the girls dance with each other. They were obviously enjoying themselves and doing everything they could to attract the attention of every guy in the place, wiggling around in their matching short dresses and occasionally bending over a little and giving the whole dance floor a shot of their asses or pussies before they would pull the dress back down. Two very big teases. After a while the DJ went on break and the girls started back to the table but it seemed as though every guy in the place tried to buy them a drink. They were making no headway through the crowd until Tina pulled Tammy to her and laid a lip lock on her as well as grabbing her ass. Most of the guys who wanted to buy them drinks suddenly disappeared figuring it would be a waste of time.
Just about then I noticed someone sitting down at the table with me. I turned and was met by the sight of a really stunning redhead sitting next to me at the table.
“Excuse me. I believe you have the wrong table.” I said a little nervously as I knew the girls were on their way.
“No I don’t. I thought I’d join you since your girlfriends are busy dancing.” She responded.
“Were busy dancing, they are on their way back and I really would like to avoid trouble.” I told her.
Instead of leaving she held out her hand, “Hi, I’m Amy.”
I took her hand and said “I’m Jack, now please.”
“Don’t worry about them. I’ll handle it.” she laughed.
That is when the girls walked up. “Excuse me, I think you’re in my seat.” Tina said with claws fully extended” Then to me. “Get lonely while we were gone?”
“Tina, Tammy this is Amy she just sat down.” I said hoping to defuse a situation which might end up in me not getting laid again soon.
“I just wanted to meet the guy who had such hot and beautiful girlfriends.” Amy said “don’t worry I wasn’t going to try to steal him. I know I wouldn’t have a chance against a pair of hotties like you two. Anyway, I wouldn’t want any guy who would be stupid enough to give up you two for me.”
Oh, she was smooth. With those few words the claws retracted and they started to preen. She kept it up. Complimenting their dancing, their hair, how gorgeous they were. Soon I started to feel like the odd man out. With those few compliments the three of them started acting like old girlfriends. Tammy must have sensed that I was starting to feel left out, either that or she wanted to assure her place in the pecking order. She came over and sat in my lap with an arm around my neck she pulled my head right into her cleavage.
Since the girls had calmed down I ordered drinks for all four of us. We sat and drank and talked till the music started again. Tammy wanted to dance so I went down to the floor with her leaving Tina and Amy alone. That made me a little nervous. We danced through a couple of songs before Tina and Amy joined us. It was interesting dancing with all three women. They formed a circle around me and Tina and Tammy were not shy about putting there hands on me and touching wherever they felt like. But I was surprised when Amy started laying her hands on my ass and then grinding into me. Then as Tinastarted to grind her crotch against mine and Tammy joined in I knew I was in for it. I was able to break it off and head back for the table. All three of them followed me and we ordered drinks again and took them out on the deck.
It was a second floor deck about 12 ft off the ground where people would go for air or to talk without the music being so loud and since the only way to it was thru the, VIP balcony there were not a lot of people on it. We migrated over to the side rail and were laughing and talking and drinking. Once again the three girls surrounded me with my back to the rail, Tammy on my right, Tina in the center and our new friend Amy on my left. Tina set her drink down and put her arms around my neck and started a very passionate kiss. We stood there for a couple of minutes necking, before she released me, then Tammy took over and pretty much the same except being a little bolder in her new found sexuality she groped me as I kneaded her ass with a free hand. Soon she broke off and I suddenly had Amy’s lips locked on mine as Tina and Tammy stood by smiling.
The next move was wholly unexpected as when Amy broke away, Tina opened my fly and took my by now very hard dick out and started to suck me off with the other two girls watching. Neither of them wasted any time in getting in close and nuzzling me and kissing when they could. I tried to give equal attention to both as Tina blew me, out here on the deck in full view of the world.
With Tina sucking my cock I got worked up pretty quickly and soon had a handful of Tammy’s ass in my right hand and was working my finger toward her pussy. Then I got bold and decided to try the same with Amy but found that although I could get her skirt high enough to get my hand inside she was wearing panties. About this time Tammy was starting to get visibly excited. I broke my kiss with her and turned back to Amy and nuzzling her neck I told her “My girls aren’t wearing underwear and Tammy’s glad she isn’t right now.” Amy looked over at Tammy and started to pull her panties down. When she got them down to her thighs Tina reached up and helped her get them the rest of the way down, never breaking her stride on my blow job. Then as I looked down she ran her hand back up to Amy’s pussy and gently stroked it a bit. She took my dick out of her mouth long enough to say “She has a nice pussy.” And she gobbled my cock into her mouth again.
Now I went to work on Amy. I slid my hand down her ass and brought my finger to her hole. I found she was so wet she had juice already running down her legs so I slid two finger right in. She thanked with a moan into my mouth. Then while I was tongue wrestling Amy, I felt Tina come off my dick and move around to my right and Tammy moved to the center and dropped to her knees and started to work my dick into her mouth, opening wide and swallowing it till I hit the back of her throat.
I continued to work my fingers in Amy’s pussy as I switched my mouth over to meet Tina’s as I kissed her I slid my hand into her pussy and began to work her. While I was busy with Tina I heard a groan from Amy “This is so hot I’m going to cum.” And then I could feel her juice running out onto my hand and down her leg. I pulled my mouth away from Tina long enough to say her “Amy just came on my hand.”
Tina pushed her mouth back to mine and with a moan she came too. Now I felt Tammy come off my dick and stand up and another mouth replace hers. I knew it had to be Amy and I was right. When I looked down I saw this mass of red hair buried in my crotch. Now I was getting a tag team blow job. I filled my hand with Tammy’s ass and pussy and was jacking my two girls while our new friend sucked me off on the outside deck of the dance club.
I did a quick look around and saw a few other people on the deck with us, mostly at the far side. One couple was watching us intently and looking like they were going to get each other off any second. I saw a pair of women glancing our way with what looked like jealous looks and the rest were ignoring the goings on in our corner.
We went like this for a bit. I could tell the girls, all three were being careful not to bring me off just keep me very interested. As I pulled my mouth away from Tammy’s once and started to toward Tina. Tammy asked me a question. “Are you going to fuck Amy for us?”
I looked into her eyes and saw only passion no jealousy then I looked at Tina and saw the same thing. “I don’t know if she wants me to.” I answered. Amy had heard all this and stood up. She still had my dick in her hand and was rubbing it into her pussy as she looked into my eyes and said “There’s nothing I want more right now.”
With that I made a decision and moved her back to the table that was behind her. She knew immediately what I had in mind as she put her ass up on it and pulled her skirt up exposing a very nice pussy with a mass of flaming red hair on it. “Please fuck me hard and fast.” She said as she spread her legs “I want you’re cum in me. I want to feel it oozing out of me all night.”
I plunged my dick into her and found that she was tight. Very tight and I knew I would not last long in this one. As I pumped away I said “This isn’t fair. You came already and Tina came, but Tammy hasn’t cum yet.”
“Yes I have. Once as I was sucking your dick, I fingered myself.” Tammy answered with a smile. And once when the four of us were dancing I rubbed myself against Amy’s leg to get off. So don’t worry about me just fuck her silly.”
I was already doing my best ramming into her as hard as I could. She was so tight but so wet and smooth. She felt like velvet around my dick. While I was busy banging her Tina slid her hand up under her blouse and was massaging her tits. I suppose Tammy felt left out as seeing this Tammy joined her sister. With the combined stimulation of my dick sliding into her pussy and the girls paying attention to her tits, she came. She leaked girl cum out all over the table on which I had laid her. But I wasn’t done yet I continued to ram her pussy until I felt that familiar swelling in my dick and cum rushing through my balls and splashing against the inside of her womb.
I stood there for a minute recovering from my own orgasm before I pulled my dick out and stuffed it into my pants. Amy was still lying on the table apparently enjoying the high from her own orgasm. I stood there looking down at her exposed red bush and noticed my cum starting to leak out of her pussy. Tammy apparently saw the same thing as she pushed me out of the way saying, “I’m not going to let that go to waste.” As she kneeled down and started to tongue Amy’s slit, sucking up all the escaping cum. Amy just moaned and looked down at Tammy slurping her cunt. “I’ve never had a woman eat me.” she said as she laid her head back onto the table. “I think I’ve been missing something.”
Tammy finished cleaning Amy’s pussy of my cum and stood up. Amy, now mostly recovered also stood up. “You guys are unbelievable. When I got dressed tonight I never imagined that I would end up having sex with a man I never met in public at the club, much less that he would already have two girlfriends and one of them would eat me out while the other played with my tits.” She said.
“We like you. You’re going to hang with us some more aren’t you?” Tina asked.
“You aren’t going to just use us for a quick fuck then dump us are you?” Tammy chimed in with that little girl pout on her face.
“I would love to hang with you guys the rest of the night, at least.” Amy answered.
“Good now that that is settled lets go get another drink and do some more shaking on the dance floor.” I offered.
With that we headed back inside. The next couple of hours we drank and danced and generally had fun. It took me a little while to realize it but the girls never left me alone after that, or unguarded should I say. If I wasn’t dancing at least one of them would be with me, usually on my lap. I mentioned something to Tina about keeping her eye on me. She just smiled and said “We’re protecting our stud from all the horny women here. We like Amy and are glad you met her but 5 is a crowd. Besides those two who were watching us on the deck have been hanging around watching you waiting for a chance and we are not going to give them one”
“Well I have to admit that I am glad you want to keep the numbers down because I am not sure I can keep the three of you satisfied much less a 4th or 5th.” I laughed.
“We’re not worried, we know you can handle the three of us. Are we going to invite Amy to come home with us tonight?” She asked.
“Do you want me to?” I responded
“I think she wants to and Tammy and I want her to?” Tina said
“OK then we ask her, are you ready or do you want to stay here a while longer.”
“Well I don’t know about the other two, but I want your dick in me soon. I have been horny all night. It is so cool to be dancing in these awesome dresses and flashing everybody. I feel like such a slut and I love it. I know Tammy does too. I think she would let you screw her on the dance floor. She has become such a slut!” Tina said.
“Sometimes, when I think about it, I find it hard to believe that less than a week ago she had not even seen a cock, much less touched one or had it in her mouth. 6 hours ago she was still a virgin. Now she is begging to be fucked and eating cum out of a pussy and wants more.” I wondered aloud
Just about then Amy and Tammy joined us from the dance floor. They had been dancing like crazy and had teased every dick in the place to a raging hardon. As they got to the table each of them jammed their lips against mine and Tina’s for some very hot kissing then they switched to the other one of us.
Once they pulled away and sat down I said “I’m getting hungry. How about if we find an all night restraint and grab something. Amy if you’d like we would really like to have you join us.”
Amy looked at the three of us and a little hesitantly she said, “I ‘don’t know. I really had fun but I’d don’t want to cut in on you guys and get in the way or anything.”
Tammy started to plead with her, “Please come with us, we really want you too, all of us, right guys.”
“Jack and I were just talking about it and we want you to know you’re very welcome to join us. We all would like that. But if it’s too much or maybe a little overpowering, we understand.” Tina interjected.
“No it’s not that. I just don’t want to impose. I mean when I first sat down here I was kind of being a smartass and you girls have been so great to me. I never did anything like this before but I really am having fun and like you guys and I think I like sharing too” Amy said.
“Good then its settled you’re coming home with us. Do you have to tell anybody that you are going to be late or early or whatever.” Tammy asked.
‘My friends already left. They were too drunk to worry about me so let them wonder when they wake up.” Amy answered.
With that we gulped down what remained of our drinks and headed out for the car. Tammy slid into the front with me and Amy and Tina got into the back. As we drove I glanced in the mirror and found Amy had her hand in Tina’s dress and was massaging her tit while Tina had slipped her hand up Amy’s skirt and was playing with her pussy. When Tammy saw this she did not want to be left out so she undid my pants and began to suck me off while I was driving. I slowed down, partly because I was having trouble paying attention to the road and partly to let her finish because even though I had cum a few hours before I had spent the time since with one or another beautiful sexy woman on my lap and I really need to let loose again.
A couple of minutes later I spotted one of those 24 hr diners you see at the beach, catering to the party crowd in the early morning hours. “Tammy, finish me off please. I really need to cum and we are going to pull into the diner.” I said. She started sucking and pumping her hand harder and I shot my cum into her mouth just about the time I pulled into the parking place.
“That was good but now I’m not hungry anymore.” Tammy giggled to the other two girls.
“That’s OK you can come in and sit with us while we let Jack rest and refuel for when we get back to the room.” Amy said with a leer.
We all ordered breakfast/snacks and wolfed them down along with our beverages. None of us realized how hungry we were until the food arrived. We ate like a ravenous horde and then got back into the car to finish the trip to our motel.
By the time we got back to our room we were all horny as Billy goats again with all the playing going on in the car getting us excited. The car just reeked of wet pussy and sex. The smell had gotten all of our hormones rolling so that between the parking lot and the room Amy already had her blouse open and bra off. Her tits were exposed for anyone who was out at 2:00 AM to see. Tammy did not want to be outdone in the exhibitionist category so she slipped her dress off on the stairs so that by the time we got to the door of our room she was stark naked and loving it. I think she really wanted someone to open one of the doors and walk out on her. Finally Tina had hiked her dress up so that her ass and pussy were barely exposed and she left it like that.
I unlocked the door to our room and allowed the girls to enter before following them. As I stepped into the room I was embraced by all three women and they started to undress me. Before I realized what happened I was stripped naked and laying on the bed with Amy sucking my dick and Tina beside me kissing me. Tammy had decided she liked eating pussy and had her head buried in her sisters crotch. I was enjoying the attention but I really wanted to fuck Amy’s tight twat again. I asked her to get up and straddle me. She moved like a cat slowly sliding up my body. She stopped at my chest and flicked her tongue out over my nipples before continuing up to let her lips and tongue meet mine.
Tina still lay next to me while her sister sucked her pussy. Tina was getting close to orgasm, her eyes were glazed over as she watched Amy kiss me. Amy broke our kiss and straddled me over my cock and lowered herself onto it. She was just as tight as before and wet as she could be as my dick slid into her.Tina was till watching as Amy fucked herself on me. Then Tina came as a shudder ran down her body and she flooded her sister’s face with cum. WhenTina had finished cumming and was easing down Tammy joined us and kissed her sister with a deep throat searching kiss. Tina responded by licking her cum off of Tammy’s face.
“God, that is so hot, watching two sisters suck and lick like that.” Amy exclaimed.
“Not half as hot as watching you fuck my boyfriend.” Tina answered her.
“He’s my boyfriend too. You said we could share him.” Tammy said pouting.
“Since you want to share, why don’t you park your pussy on his mouth before he gets bored.” Tina laughed.
With that Tammy crawled up and parked her dripping cunt over my face. She was so turned on by eating her sister and watching Amy fuck me she was literally dripping juices. I teased her mercilessly, eating her but not giving her the attention she needed to cum and she responded by grinding herself into my face. All the time she rode my face and Amy my cock Tina was running her hands all over all of our bodies. I could not see but I believe she was paying special attention to Amy as shortly she shuddered, her pussy grasped my cock like a vice and her juices flooded out and cover my already soaked balls. She collapsed against Tammy and sat there for a minute before sliding off. I felt another pussy slide down over my cock as Tina mounted me and rode me hard. She bounced and banged on me trying to get herself off quickly and she succeeded in only a minute of two I felt another flood of girlcum rush over me. All this time Tammy was still riding my face trying to reach her own orgasm.
“That’s not fair all, you two came and he won’t let me.” She whined.
“Ah, poor baby.” Tina teased. Then Amy and Tina pulled her off of my face. I looked over and they had her pinned to the bed each holding an arm and a leg. “Come on Jack, come over here and fuck her. But do it real slow.” Tina commanded.
I positioned myself between her legs, on my knees and slowly slid my cock into Tammy’s pussy hole. Then very slowly started to fuck her. Tammy started to whine and plead for me to go faster. Finally I started to feel sorry for the poor girl. She had reached the female equivalent of blue balls. She needed to cum, had built up to a state on the edge of orgasm and had been held there so long she was almost in pain.
“Let’s let her cum.” I said to the other two girls.
“I guess she has suffered enough.” her sister said.
“Not yet.” Amy interjected. “I’ve never tried going down on a girl before. I want to try to make her cum. But you need to tell me how.”
“Just do what Jack told me to do the first time I ate her. Just do to her what you like to have done to you.” Tina told her.
With that I slowly pulled my dick out and moved over to the side that Amy was holding down as the poor kid was withering on the bed, nearly crying. Amy moved down between her legs and put her face down into Tammy’s pussy. She slowly started to run her tongue up Tammy’s slit and danced for a second over her clit then dove back down and rammed it in her hole. She spent a minute or two wiggling it around inside her then moved back to her slit. Tammy started to shake so hard that for a second I was afraid we had driven the girl into convulsions. Then suddenly she let out a scream and started to cum. She came so hard she was ejaculating again. When the flood started on Amy’s face she was surprised and sat up only to find herself drenched. She watched in disbelief as Tammy squirted her. Squirt after squirt shot out of her pussy and slammed against Amy’s tits and belly.
Then she was done. Her muscles started to relax and she laid there breathing hard, recovering. “You guys are evil she said, “But it was a great orgasm. How did you like eating your first pussy, Amy?”
“I liked it, it was fun and it got me so hot. I guess by the way you came I did a good job?” Amy giggled.
“It was great. Now come here and hug me.” Tammy answered
The two girls locked themselves into an embrace and began to kiss and fondle on another’s tits with fingers and tongues. It was not long before they were lost in their own little world of lust.
Tina and I moved off the bed to let them have their comfort and moved into the other bed. Throughout all this I still had not come and was getting to the point that I needed to. Tina and I lay on the bed and started a slow loving fuck.
“Thanks for taking care of the other two first. Now I can have you to myself for a while. I love the way your cock feels sliding inside of me. Just keep fucking me for a little” Tina cooed into my ear as I slid my member into her silkiness.
We stayed in the embrace just making love for a long time then I couldn’t keep it down anymore. “I’m going to cum soon.” I told her through gritted teeth.
“OK, go ahead and shoot your juice into me.” Tina answered. I let go immediately, pouring wave after wave of cum into her belly. That was what she needed because as she felt my warm spurts of baby juice flood her vagina she arched her back and orgasamed.
We curled up tightly against one another and looked over as Tina and Amy had moved into a 69 and were each sucking the juices from the other. A glance at the window and I could see the eastern sky was starting to brighten. The sun was coming up. Tina and I drifted off to sleep, leaving the other two still locked in their lesbian embrace.
I woke around noon feeling Tina’s warm body curled up next to me, and on the other side I felt someone else. I rolled over very carefully so as not to wake anyone and I saw that Amy was on the other side of me and Tammy beside her. Just then Amy woke and looked at me bleary eyed. “We came over her because that bed was all we with everyone’s cum. Besides I like sleeping next to you.” She said to me.
I gave her a kiss and laid back, reaching out my arm I pulled both of them closer and drifted into that half sleep half wake state and stayed there for a while. I don’t know who was more surprised at what happened next.
I heard a soft knock at the door and decided to ignore it. Then I heard it again. Again I ignored it. Now the door opens and in comes a maid’s cart and a girl pushing it. She was about the same age as the three girls I had in bed with me. We had kicked off the covers as it had gotten warm. So what the maid saw was a tangle of 4 naked bodies on one of the beds. 3 Female and one male, the male had a very visible erection also. She actually was about halfway across the room before she realized we were there and she just stood and stared.
“Good Morning.” I said to her. That was enough to break her out of her shock.
“I’m sorry! I knocked and no one answered I thought the room was empty. I’m sorry. I’ll come back later.” She stuttered.
“No, no. Go ahead and do what you have to do.” I responded. “Come on girls, time to get up. The lady needs to do her job.”
Slowly the girls crawled out of bed and I followed. Now the poor maid just stood there, mouth hanging open as four naked people got up and started to move around. Tina and Amy each stretched accentuating their nakedness while Tammy clung to me and whined “I don’t want to get up yet. Take me back to bed and screw me. I’m so horny when I wake up.”
“Slut!” her sister called while Amy just laughed. The poor maid still hadn’t moved.
“Tina and Amy would you mind helping this young lady with the linens and I’ll take this shameless hussy into the shower and give her another spanking.” I said as I gave Tammy a hard smack across her naked ass.
“Ouch,” she squealed, “more please.” As she ran to the bathroom giggling.
“Actually, we’ll get the shower started and you two can join us.” Then to the maid “We just need the beds and fresh towels. Don’t worry about anything else.”
“Yes sir,” she managed to get out “I’m sorry again I did not mean to barge in on you.”
“No problem. We weren’t doing anything too naughty.” I answered with a smile.
As I made my way to the shower I gave both Tina and Amy a hug and a kiss and took a handful of ass and squeezed. As I was squeezing ass one of them took my dick in their hand and gave it a squeeze. And the maid just stared, mouth hanging open.
As I walked into the bathroom Tammy already had the shower going and was waiting for me. We got in and I started to soap up but she had other ideas. She dropped to her knees and took my cock into her mouth and started to give me a good slow blowjob. I felt my dick slide between her lips then she ran her tongue over its entire length as she slid me all the way into her mouth until I hit the back of her throat. Then so slowly she pulled me out of her mouth until just the head remained in her mouth and again down her throat I went. I had left the bathroom door open and could hear the girls in the other room.
Tina said to the maid, “We’ll strip the beds and you can take care of the towels.”
“Is it Ok to go in there with them in the shower and all.” The maid asked.
“Go ahead, they won’t care. We’re not exactly modest here, if you hadn’t noticed.” Amy answered her.
“It was a little hard to miss.” The maid said to nobody in particular. With that she walked into the bathroom carrying a load of towels. She stepped through the door and froze for about two seconds as she watched Tammy going to town sucking my dick. She dropped the towels where she stood and ran into the room. “I can’t go in there. Their having sex in the shower!” She exclaimed to Amy and Tina.
“I knew that little slut wouldn’t wait for us.” Tina said as she strode toward the bathroom. She looked into the shower and saw what was going on. “Tammy make sure you save some for us or I’ll kick you ass. You little whore!” Tammy just looked up at her with a grin as she continued to blow me.
“We better hurry or she won’t leave us any.” Amy said
Now I could tell that Tina and Amy were playing it up for the maid. She was obviously shocked and uncomfortable to have two naked women helping her with the beds while I got a blow job in the shower from another naked woman. But it was only a minute or two before I heard Tina say “thanks, we’ll take care of the towels, Have a good day.” And with that I heard the door close. Amy and Tina then came in and joined us in the shower. Tina forced her sister off my dick and picked up where she had left off while Amy kissed me and ran her hands over my body. I used one free hand to stimulate her by running two fingers into her pussy from behind. This left Tammy with nobody so she went after Amy’s tits with her tongue and our little orgy in the shower went on with everybody switching places. We all soon came at least once. I shot my wad into Amy’s mouth and Amy came while Tina was eating her out. Tina came while I fingered her and Tammy came on Amy’s face.
We all got out of the shower and dried off. “I hate to tell you guy’s this but I should get back or my friends will really start to worry. I mean it’s already after 1:00 in the afternoon. I’m sure they’re up by now and are starting to wonder where I am.” Amy told us.
“Well if Jack will let me drive his car I’ll run you back.” Tina offered. “But only if you promise to come back later tonight.”
“I think that’s a promise I can easily make.” Amy answered with a shy smile.
Amy and Tina threw some clothes on, Tina grabbed my keys and they headed out the door. Now I was alone with the insatiable Tammy. I knew she was just waiting for this when they started talking about taking Amy back. I hadn’t finished shaving when they left and was still scraping my face when Tammy came in and hoped up onto the sink next to me. She was still undressed and just sat there watching me for a minute.
“I got an idea.” She offered.
“What’s that?” I asked, almost dreading the answer this little vixen would come up with.
“While you’re doing that, let’s shave my pussy.” She gushed.
Now I will admit that I do really like a nice cleanly shaved pussy, I had never done it for anyone. The few women I had known who did shave never asked for my help. So I looked at her and told her, “That sounds interesting, but it’s not something I have ever done and I don’t want to cut you by accident. That would hurt and put you out of commission for a while.”
“Then we’ll just have to be careful. Here lather me up.” She said as she handed me a can of shaving cream. I took the can and squirted a generous amount on my hand then applied it to her pussy, rubbing it in generously. Next I put a fresh blade in my razor and started. I started at the top and carefully scraped down to her slit and then very gingerly around her lips to get it all. The whole process went a lot quicker and more smoothly (no pun intended) than I thought it would. I rinsed her off with a hot wash cloth and revealed a smooth perfectly shaved snatch.
She stared down at it and then jumped off the counter and stared at herself in the mirror before she let out a squeal of glee. “I love it! My bald pussy! What do you think? Do you like it?” She squealed.
“I love it.” I told her. “Now when I eat you out, no hairs in my mouth.”
“Let’s go try it out.” She said as she grabbed my hand and dragged me toward the bed.
She plopped down on the edge of the bed and dragged me on top of her, “Come on, Eat me, please.”
It was a request she didn’t have to make twice. I dove my tongue in and started to lick her slit and her freshly shaved mound. It was deliciously smooth. I reveled in the silky feel of it against my tongue as I lapped all around, darting down to tickle her clit and spear her hole occasionally. I ate her to a gushing orgasm. Then as she was coming down from her sexual high I stood up and slid my dick into her hole and started pumping away. The sight of my meat sliding into that bald pussy was a real turn on. I fucked her until she came again. Having shot my load into Amy’s mouth a little while before I was able to last a long time now. So we changed positions and I took her doggy style, then laid down and had her ride me.
That was how Tina found us when she returned. “I figured you would have gotten him to fuck you while I was gone.” She laughed as she walked into the room.
“Come see what Jack did to me while you were gone.” She breathed out as she rode my cock.
“What are you talking about?” Tina asked.
“Just come here and look at my pussy.” Tammy urged.
Tina walked around so she could see Tammy’s pussy and let out a gasp. “Oh my god! You shaved all the hair off of her pussy. She looks like she did when she was 12. Did it hurt Tammy?”
“No, it felt really cool and it is so neat to get eaten out like this. I can even feel his hair tickling me when we fuck.” Tammy answered.
Tina stared at her sister’s bald twat for a minute before she reached out and ran her hand over the newly shaved skin and then said “Could you do it to me too?”
“Sure,” I said, “just let me finish here. Why don’t you get undressed? I won’t be much longer.” I could feel my juices rising in me and knew I was just about to shoot my seed into Tammy. A few more strokes and I shot it into her belly and she pushed herself down onto me and ground into me as the hot cum filled her up.
As she slid off me onto the bed and we both caught our breath I told Tina “go into the bathroom and sit on the counter, get a wash rag and get it wet with the hottest water you can stand and hold it on your pussy. I’ll be right there.” She trotted off toward the bathroom, then stopped and turned to look at me before saying, “Don’t let her distract you, I’m waiting.”
I knew that was a warning and since I was trying to avoid any cat fights in my room I started to get up because I knew if I laid there Tammy would start to cuddle up and I would get comfortable in the afterglow of sex and not want to get up. I made my way into the bathroom and found Tina sitting on the counter with the wash rag pressed to her fur mound. I took the rag and rewet it with hotter water and placed it back over her pussy as I began to gather my shaving tools. I laid everything out on the counter and leaned over and kissed Tina very gently on the lips and whispered into her ear, “You’re still my favorite, the best of all.” A huge smile crossed her face when I had said this.
No matter how much these two sisters claimed to share and to enjoy it there is still that underlying jealousy and posseveness. Tina needed to know that she was number one, the top dog and she needed to demonstrate it by being dominant over her little sister and to a lesser extent over Amy. Tammy showed it by being aggressive and slutty. Since both considered Amy a temporary traveler neither worried too much about her status as they knew she would be gone in a couple of days.
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A story based on an experience I had several years ago
Taken from my literotica account. Also alcohol is overrated so thats why i didn’t include it
A daughter’s love for her grieving father takes them into unchartered waters
It was getting late and my husband Don still wasn’t home from work. I anxiously tried on a pink baby doll nightie. It was adorable, but not right for tonight. I changed into my emerald green corset. My boobs looked magnificent in that outfit, but it still wasn’t right. This was supposed to be the night the next big part of my fantasy came true, and I wanted everything to be perfect.
I thought about the look on my son Evan’s face when he watched me masturbate with him two nights ago, and I suddenly felt a warm tingle between my legs. Then I thought about how he fucked me last night while my husband watched, and it was all I could do to keep from making myself cum right then and there. I didn’t even dare to imagine how great tonight might be.
Don rushed into our bedroom looking frazzled. He immediately began undressing.
“I’m sorry, hon, I got caught in a meeting that ran long, then traffic…”
“I’m just glad you’re here. I was afraid you were having second thoughts.”
“Believe me I am. And third thoughts, and a fourth thoughts.” He pulled off his pants and kicked them aside. “I love what you’re wearing.”
“I’m naked.”
“Exactly!” Don pulled off his undershirt and boxers. “Does Evan know what you have in mind for tonight?”
“No. All I told him was he should go take a long shower and get cleaned up.”
“I should take one myself.” He nervously tugged at his soft cock. What a cutie. “Then a few quick drinks would help.”
“Sweetheart,” I went to him and hugged him, “if you really don’t want to do this, tell me now before things go too far.”
“I promised I’d help you fulfill this fantasy of yours, and I won’t let you down, hon. You know I’d do anything for you.”
“It’s not just for me.” I felt Don’s penis begin to stiffen against my belly. “Evan really is confused and he needs a safe way to explore his sexuality. I just hope we’re not damaging him with all this.”
“From the look on his face when he was laying into you last night, I’d say he was one happy dude.”
“So, you still think it’s okay what we’re doing with him?”
“Maybe not according to Dr. Phil, but I don’t think we’re doing anything hurtful. We have a pretty well-adjusted family life otherwise, and we’re doing this because we love our son. I wish my mom would’ve helped me out this way.”
“Want me to call her and see if she’ll come over.”
“Don’t you dare!” He tickled me until I squealed. “It sounds like your boy is done in the shower, so I’m going to get cleaned up and see about that drink. You get in there and work your magic, hot mama.”
I finally decided what to wear and put it on. I went to Evan’s room, not bothering with a robe this time. I knocked and went in. What I saw blew my mind. His room was spotless. If I had known sexual bribes would have gotten him to do his chores like this I’d have started molesting him years ago!
Evan was putting his clothes in his hamper (another first!) and was wearing nothing but a towel around his waist. I gazed at his broad shoulders and couldn’t believe he used to be my little boy. I closed the door, and he turned and checked me out.
I had on a white mesh body stocking that hugged me like a second skin. The light fabric made my dark nipples really stand out, and it was crotchless ,so we’d all have easy access to my sweet honey pie. I couldn’t resist wearing high heels again to complete the ensemble.
“Wow, Mom, you’ve got a lot of slutty outfits!”
“You think I look like a slut?”
“I mean in a good way,” Evan stammered. I smiled and let him off the hook.
“Your dad likes me to get slutty for him, and I thought you might, too.” I could see his cock getting hard under the towel.
“Yeah, I definitely like it, Mom.”
“And look,” I turned around, “it’s open in the back also.” I bent forward and spread my cheeks so he could see everything back there. “See how wet I am already?”
“Can I put it in you now?” Evan dropped his towel and stepped toward me.
“Not yet.” I turned around and stopped torturing him. “I want to wait for your dad.”
“Oh, okay,” he said, not seeming the least bit self-conscious about the idea this time.
“Anyway, it’ll give us a chance to talk while we wait.” I took a seat at his desk, and he sat on his neatly made bed.
“Did you get cleaned up real good like I told you?”
“Yes, ma’am.”
“Did you clean your back side?”
“Sure did.”
“Let me see,” I said using my mom voice on him. He smiled bashfully, then lay back and lifted his legs. He reached around and spread his muscular ass cheeks for me. His butthole was a clean, pink pucker that made me want to eat him up. He looked so lovable in that pose, I hated to let it end. “All right, looks good to me.”
“I bet I have the kinkiest mom out of all my friends.”
“I do my best,” I joked back. “So, tell me how you feel about last night.”
“It was the best night of my life. I’m sorry I was too quick.”
“Nothing to be sorry about, honey. I was pretty quick myself.” I couldn’t resist parting my legs a little and letting him see my pussy while we chatted. “Did you like it when your father played with himself while he watched us?”
“It was a little strange seeing Dad naked, and touching himself, but it was exciting when he came so hard like that. It was sexy the way you showed him your pussy to make him totally horny.”
“He liked watching you, too. Your father told me he thought you had a very nice cock.”
There was a knock and Don came in. Again, he was in his robe and this time had a scotch on the rocks with him.
“Hey, kids! What’s the fah-shizzle in the nizzle?”
“Dad, please.” Evan rolled his eyes and we laughed.
“I was thinking,” I said as I stood up, “I’d start things off tonight by sucking on our son’s dick.”
“Sounds like a capital idea, my sweet,” Don pronounced with comic bluster. “By all means, proceed.” He took a swig of his drink, sat in the chair, and opened his robe straight away.
“Stand up over here, honey,” I told Evan. He got up and I positioned him right in front of my husband and turned him to the side so Don would have a perfect view. I knelt down in front of my son and came eye-to-eye with his throbbing cock. I waited.
“Mom, I want you to suck my dick. Please.” My boy was such a fast learner. He spoke up again just as I was about to start. “Oh, and Dad, you have a very nice cock, too.”
“Why thank you, Son.” Don smiled proudly and got another eye roll, this time from me.
I turned my attention back to Evan, and took his hard member in my hand. I began by licking the head of his cock, tasting the salty moisture inside his pee hole. I wrapped my lips around the tip, and eased it into my mouth, just to the point where ridge of his glans passed my front teeth. I sucked and tongued only the head for a long while.
I then took him farther into my mouth. I could hear Don’s balls slapping right next to me as she started jacking himself off. I reached over and rested my hand on his, slowing his pace. I didn’t want him to cum too soon. He got the message and slowed down.
I’ve never mastered the fine art of deep throat, so I was only able to get about half my son’s penis into my mouth, but from the sounds of his moans that was plenty. I held onto Evan’s hips as I sucked him, moving up and down on his shaft.
“How does it feel to have your mom’s lips wrapped around you like that, buddy?”
“It’s real nice, Dad. Does Mom suck your penis a lot?”
“Are you kidding? She can’t get enough of this monster. Ain’t that right, babe?” He reached out and smacked me on the ass.
I didn’t respond, and let them have their fun while I indulged in giving my boy his first blowjob.
“Mom said you like to cum in her mouth.”
“You know that a woman really loves you when she swallows,” Don chuckled. I noted that I’d have to do some damage control later, after he was done giving our son his bad advice. “I also like to pull out sometimes and cum on your mom’s pretty face.”
I know a lot of women hate that, but I love it when Don gives me a big, messy facial.
“Put your hands on her head, Son,” Don advised. “Relax and feel the flow.” He took another swig of his scotch.
Evan did put his hands on my head. He didn’t push or try to force me, and like a perfect gentleman he was content to just ‘feel the flow’ as his father put it. I was torn in that moment. I could sense that Evan was getting close to cumming, and I very much wanted to taste him, but I also wanted to play out my fondest fantasy. I reluctantly pulled his cock out of my mouth.
“Dad was feeling a little left out last night, you know,” I said to Evan. “Would it be okay with you if he joined in?”
“Sure,” Evan responded without hesitation. “I don’t want to hog you all to myself, Mom.”
“Actually, honey,” I kissed the tip of his dick, “he wants to do what I’m doing.” It wasn’t registering with him. “With you.” He still looked confused.
“What your mother’s trying to say is…I’d like to suck your cock, Son.”
I looked up at Evan, praying he would say yes.
“Really, Dad? You want to put my penis in your mouth?”
“Only if you give the go ahead. If you’re not comfortable with it, just say the word and you and Mom can go at it, and I’ll stay here on the sidelines.”
I nuzzled Evan’s cock, willing him to agree with every horny cell in my body.
“Well…I guess it’s all right with me, if that’s what you want.”
Don gulped down the last of his drink, stood up, dropped his robe, then knelt down next to me. My heart practically flew out of my chest I was so happy. It was about to happen. I was making my fantasy come true. I was going to see my beloved husband suck his own son’s cock. It was one of the best sexual gifts a mother could wish for.
I did my best to make it an easy transition for them. I wrapped my lips around Evan’s cock once again, and gave him a few strokes with my mouth. I took it out and directed my son’s cock toward my husband’s face. Don was scared. I could see him trying not to shake. He closed his eyes and opened his mouth. I fed Evan’s penis in and his lips closed around it.
Chills erupted in a dozen different spots in my body in that moment, and swirled through me all at once. I got lightheaded, like I’d had one too many, and felt as if I was going to float away. My son’s cock was actually in my husband’s mouth. Right now, right in front of me, and it was beyond fantastic.
“Oh, hon, that’s perfect,” I gushed. “Now go easy, take a second to get used to it.” I watched as my husband acclimated himself to the strange new sensations. His jaw relaxed and he took a few tentative strokes. “You okay up there, Evan?”
“Um, yeah. Dad’s not as good as you, Mom, but it feels all right.”
“Be patient with him, this is his first time, darling.”
I backed up so I could get a full view, and my skin tingled with delight. I plunged my fingers into my pussy and began frantically fucking myself as I watched my husband suck cock. I cursed myself for not having thought of bringing the video camera. My pussy was making loud squishing sounds, and I pounded my fingers into my sopping wet hole.
“You guys look so sexy. I like seeing my husband with a big cock in his mouth.”
Don was getting the hang of it and his head was bobbing a little faster. He surprised me by reaching up and massaging Evan’s balls as he blew him. Evan then reached out and put his hands on his father’s head, just like he had done with me.
“That’s it, baby,” I groaned. “Fuck your daddy’s mouth right in front of me. Make him suck your cock real good.”
I was pinching and pulling at my nipples, upset now that I wore the body suit as it prevented me from giving them the harsh treatment I craved at this moment. I did the best I could as I continued masturbating my pussy like crazy.
“Oh, yes,” Evan moaned. “Don’t stop, Dad.”
I knew this was it. My son was about to cum in my husband’s mouth. Don wasn’t pulling away, he was actually going to go through with it.
Evan’s body tensed, and his face contorted, and I could tell he was squirting his load in his father’s mouth. My son was actually cumming in my husband’s mouth.
My mounting orgasm burst to life between my legs. It coursed through me, echoing from every nerve ending and crashing back to my pussy like a symphony of phenomenal pleasure. It was my orgasm of all orgasms, and I’ll never forget it.
Evan pulled out of his dad’s mouth, and his spit-slicked cock looked more delicious to me than ever. Don looked at me with panic in his eyes, and I realized he was holding a mouthful of our son’s cum.
“Don’t do anything,” I panted and lay down between my boys. “I want it. Give it to me.”
I opened my mouth and my husband leaned down and let Evan’s load of sperm spill into my mouth. I was fingering my clit the whole time, and as soon as that salty gob of semen hit my tongue I went off again. While not nearly as intense as a few seconds ago, the added thrill of tasting my son’s cum for the first time made it special. I swallowed it a little bit at a time as my orgasm slowly ebbed.
“Now I want yours,” I informed my husband. I was delirious with ecstasy and didn’t want it to end.
Don began jacking off over my face, and poor Evan didn’t know what to do.
“Get down between my legs, honey,” I instructed him. “Hurry, put your cock in me.”
Evan quickly obeyed, and in a matter of seconds I had my son’s penis back inside my pussy. I was so revved up, he didn’t need to know how to make a woman cum to get me off–he just needed to be in there.
In less than a minute, Don thrust his cock toward my parted lips and let loose. Several jets of cum shot into my mouth as my son watched. Right as his father finished, Evan dipped his head forward and licked a stray drop semen from my lip. Just as he did that, Evan himself came again, emptying his load forcefully into my pussy.
All this male climaxing sparked off another orgasm for me, and I had to quickly swallow my husband’s cum so I could scream out loud with pure animal rapture.
We were reduced to a pile of sweaty bodies, no one able to speak, each of us still coming down from our orgasmic highs. I had a worrying thought in that blissful moment.
I had conceived of this family exploration as a limited frolic, but I was beginning to wonder if I’d be able to give this up. I was in serious danger of letting my son become my fetish. One that I could easily become addicted to. I had to make sure I never forgot it was more about Evan than about me.
“Okay, boys,” I nudged them out of their stupor. “I think that’s enough fun for tonight.”
We tucked Evan into bed, and kissed him goodnight. As I was leaving he called out to me.
“Mom? Tomorrow night, do you think I can maybe lick your pussy?”
“I don’t see why not…as long as someone cuts the grass before I get home from work.”
I know I’m awful, but it was a good for him to learn about the true power of the pussy.
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This is the first chapter to my next story. I wrote it now to submit to the CAW 11. I’m posting it here as a preview of what’s next.
A VERY kinky trip to the adult theater
Carmen is still trying to figure out what happened with her experience with her mingle with the Slender man. Nazis wake up in a distant part of the world to come for medals she has.
The Nerd gets more than he bargained for—then he gets revenge.
Chapter 1
Ryan and Morgan made love all night and well into the next morning. It was as though they had found an oasis after wandering for a month in the desert. They couldn’t get enough of each other. They slept the rest of the day before preparing for their wedding. They selected a date, saw the minister and reserved the church. This should be interesting thought Ryan who was brought up Catholic in contemplation of a Baptist wedding. Ryan gave Morgan a credit card and sent her, Mom and Sara shopping for a dress. Seventeen thousand dollars later they were finally finished. The guest list was created and the invitations mailed. At last, with only two weeks to go, they were almost done. Sara would be Maid of Honor; Ryan’s brother Dan, Best Man.
The night before the wedding they prepared for bed, wearing their usual pajamas-nothing. Ryan thought he could see the onset of Morgan’s swelling abdomen, but maybe it was just his imagination. Seven weeks had past since he had asked her to marry him and he was sublimely happy. After so many years of hard work his life was coming together, at last. Ryan lay back on his pillow and was about to sleep when he felt Morgan’s fingers move across his hip to his flaccid cock. Well, he thought, it won’t be flaccid for long. Her hand did a figure eight up and down his shaft, quickly bring him to a fully erect state. Ryan moaned his approval as Morgan turned over to face him. She lowered her face, placing her tongue right on his cock head. She cupped his balls before going down on him, sucking his hard, hot dick deep into her throat. Morgan pushed him back on the bed, mounting him before riding him hard. Morgan loved it hard. She loved ramming her clit into Ryan’s pubic bone, using the friction to bring herself to a stirring orgasm. On this occasion she reached back, first to cup and massage his balls and later to massage the inside of his rectum with a finger or two. Working him this way quickly brought him to an explosive ejaculation which Morgan was happy to take into her pussy. She was only a few seconds behind him. She twitched and shook violently as wave after wave of orgasmic ecstasy rolled through her. She collapsed onto him and was just nibbling his ear when they both fell into a relaxing slumber.
The wedding went as planned. Ryan was relieved that it wasn’t a Catholic mass which would have trapped the wedding party and guests in the stifling church for almost an hour. Instead the ceremony stuck to the basics—do you take? and all that stuff—over and done in fifteen minutes. They retired to the limo with Dan and Sara. Ryan’s attention was to his bride, of course, but it seemed that Sara was giving him some “funny” looks. That was the only way Ryan knew to describe what he was seeing. When they arrived at the posh country club where the reception was held he got a close look at both Sara and his mother-in-law. It seemed they were both giving him these looks and he didn’t know what to make of them. Seated at the dais, he turned to his lovely bride, “Do you know what’s up with your mom and Sara? They both keep giving me these looks that I don’t understand.”
“Yes, darling, but I think you should talk to them. They should tell you themselves, but be sure to talk to Sara first.”
Ryan didn’t know what to think, but, excusing himself, he went to seek out his sister-in-law—his erstwhile lover—Sara. She was standing alone near one of the open bars, sipping a cocktail even though she was under age. She smiled when she saw him approach. “Hi, brother-in-law,” she said, but she was staring at him lewdly, as if undressing him with her eyes.
“Sara, what’s going on? You and your mom keep giving me these strange “looks.” Just now you looked like you wanted to rape me.”
“Well, Ryan, remember our wonderful weekend together? It seems you left me with a little present. Well—uh—it’s little now but growing every day—DAD!”
Ryan staggered back. This was not the kind of information he needed or wanted to hear on his wedding day. “You’re kidding, aren’t you? I thought you were on the pill.”
“Who told you that? Not, me. I wanted to fuck and I loved doing it with you, but I never took any precautions, and neither did you. We had a great weekend together and I’m pregnant. You can have a paternity test if you want to, but you are definitely the father. I haven’t had sex with anyone else—either before or after. I think I should move in with you and Morgan. We can have a wonderful time together, just like we did that weekend.”
Now Ryan really staggered. Move in? What would Morgan think? He turned and walked through the crowd. What a day! Could anything worse happen? As it turned out—yes!
He ran smack dab into his new mother-in-law. She pulled him aside saying, “I need to talk to you—alone!” She pulled him into a hallway just outside the reception room. She turned with venom in her eyes. “You fucked Morgan and got her pregnant. Then you fucked Sara and got her pregnant. What the hell’s wrong with me? Don’t you think I like to fuck? Don’t you think I’d love to have a baby growing inside me? I may be their mother, but I’m still a year younger than you. If you don’t fuck me and knock me up, I’m going to make a lot of trouble. Sara’s not of legal age in this state. That’s statutory rape, buster! So get ready to whip it out and do me right—over and over—until I’m with child. Then I think I should move in with you and Morgan…and Sara. You have a really big house. There’s room for all of us!”
The room was spinning when he returned to Morgan. He sat down, taking a huge swig of his drink. Fuck, he thought, I need a double. In fact, I need to get drunk. He realized that Morgan was looking at him. “Isn’t it wonderful news about Sara? I want her to move in with us right away. And don’t worry about Mom. She loves to fuck as much as I do and she’ll be a big help when the babies come. I’m due in November and Sara’s due three weeks later. Then when Mom gets pregnant we’ll be able to help her. Isn’t that wonderful?”
“All I wanted was for us to be together and build our family. I didn’t know Sara wasn’t on the pill or I wouldn’t have fucked her without a condom. And now your mother? It’s too much, too much!”
“You worry too much, Ryan. It’ll all work out, believe me…believe me.”
Ryan didn’t know what to believe any more. All his plans and hopes shattered in a single day.
Chapter 2
As Morgan had predicted, it did all work out without much difficulty. The hardest part, it turned out, was selling Marge’s (Morgan’s mother’s name) shitty single-wide mobile home. A lot of termite damage was discovered when it was inspected. The cost of fixing it was almost as much as the whole thing was worth, so Ryan had the house demolished and sold the land. A man from upstate bought the lot and the one next to it, anticipating building a good-sized home there. Of course, selling the lot did not provide as much money as the lot and house would have, but money wasn’t a big issue for Ryan.
Morgan set up a schedule—Monday, Wednesday, and Saturday Ryan would fuck her; Tuesday and Friday were Sara’s turn with Ryan; Thursday and Sunday Ryan would fuck Marge. Thus Ryan would be kept busy the entire week satisfying his three lovers. It was agreed among the parties that threesomes would be welcomed with Morgan agreeing to Ryan and the other two women if she could sit and watch the fun. Ryan was mortified but he went along, as much to satisfy Morgan as to placate Marge. The last thing he needed along with this three-ring circus was a visit from the police. At one point he considered moving to Utah so his family wouldn’t look so out-of-place.
Things looked up on his first Thursday with Marge. She was older than her daughters naturally, but she was in magnificent shape for someone thirty-nine years old. Her breasts were firm, and larger than Morgan’s, even with her pregnancy advancing. She had a flat abdomen, with an obvious absence of stretch marks, and her butt still had a long way to go before sagging. Better—she was truly insatiable in her animalistic pursuit of sex. When Ryan entered her room she was wearing a short kimono in the lotus position so Ryan could see all the way up to her pussy. Ryan started to disrobe but Marge stopped him. “That’s my job,” she said. She rose, walked to him, and put his hands on his shoulders. Then, moving closer, she initiated a kiss, sticking her tongue into his reluctant mouth. Ryan went along, eventually even getting into it as his body betrayed him. Marge slipped her hands inside his shirt, rubbing his chest and teasing his nipples before sliding it over his head. She sucked and bit his nipple now. Ryan responded by placing his hands on her butt cheeks, squeezing them, and pulling her cunt against his thigh. Marge’s hands moved now to his belt, opening it and pulling down his pants. His boxers showed a major tent as his erection struggled for freedom. Marge growled like a feral animal as she knelt before him and pulled down his boxers in one motion that also saw her deep throat his cock without any preliminaries. Ryan struggled to keep his balance, so forcefully did Marge pull him. Eventually he regained his balance and stood with Marge glued to his cock. Her technique, if you could call it that, was to suck as hard as possible in the hope of bringing him off. “We need to stop, Marge, I’m almost ready to cum. We need to put it into your cunt.” Ryan had used this term—most objectionable to most women—intentionally. If she were going to blackmail him, he was going to abuse her—not verbally or physically, and definitely not in front of Morgan, but, he would abuse her sexually. It would become his modus operandi—his method of operation when fucking her. Also, he had decided, that under no circumstance would he eat her out. He may have to fuck her, but that was all. Ryan pulled out—carefully, for he was worried about being bitten—and moved to the bed. He pulled Marge with him—on top of him. He moved her over his cock and forced her down, although truth be told, it didn’t take much forcing. Marge was soaking wet from her brief oral encounter with Ryan’s cock. She slid down his pole as effortlessly as if it were greased. Ryan was surprised. Even after giving birth twice her pussy was still tight. Certainly the third tightest he’d ever had, after Sara and Morgan. In keeping with her animalistic approach to sex, Marge was humping and grinding in overdrive. Ryan marveled that she could move her abdomen so fast. Marge reminded him of a dog humping his bitch, so quickly did she move. Ryan reached up and opened her kimono, revealing her marvelous set of tits, firm and round, almost a C-cup with long protruding nipples and large round areolas. Ryan reached up with his mouth to suckle, a move that drove Marge crazy with desire. She humped even faster, as though shifting into an even higher gear. This change in tempo was all it took to bring Ryan over the edge. He squirted several long ropes of hot white cum into Marge’s womb. He didn’t worry about helping her to cum—that wasn’t part of the deal. He was required to fuck and impregnate her, and that was all he was willing to do. Hell, he wasn’t even willing to do that much, but what choice did he have?
He tried to push Marge off him but she resisted. “I want to stop it from leaking out,” she said.
“Then roll over and stick your legs in the air,” replied Ryan brusquely as he pushed her over onto the bed. “Or maybe we should get you a big stopper.” It sounded like he might be kidding, but there was no humor in Ryan’s brain. He rose, gathered his clothes without bothering to dress and walked out the door to shower. When he walked into the bedroom, Morgan was waiting. She was about to ask him how it went but decided not to when she saw the expression on his face. Ryan showered, went to bed, and rebuffed Morgan’s advances, disgusted with his plight.
Chapter 3
Ryan had a date to play golf the following morning. He kissed Morgan goodbye and headed for the garage to get his clubs into the Porsche. He was just about to leave when he realized he had forgotten his GPS. He retrieved the devise from his dresser and was on his way back to the car when he heard laughter coming from the living room. Morgan, Sara, and Marge were having a great time. Soon he realized it was at his expense. He paused just inside the kitchen to eavesdrop.
“What a sap,” laughed Morgan. “Can you believe he actually fell for all this? We can take him for everything he owns and he won’t even be able to do anything about it. Ha ha ha.!
“When I get pregnant,” stated Marge, somewhat more soberly, “he’ll really be in a pickle.”
“Well, I hope it’s soon,” moped Sara. “My boyfriend isn’t too happy about me letting him fuck me, and neither am I. I only want Steve fucking me, not that nerdy Ryan. Geez, what a pathetic loser, I’m glad he’s not the father of my baby. Who’d want a nerd kid?”
Marge interrupted, ”You have to be patient and follow the plan. When Morgan came home and told me how loaded this nerd was I saw it as our way out of that fucking trailer. Look where we live now, and we have all the money we want to spend, too. We probably won’t get all of it, but we’ll get plenty. When our lawyer gets into court and tells the judge how we were forced to be his love slaves…well, just use your imagination. Morgan, I have to hand it to you. You played the sucker beautifully.”
“Yeah, I did and, know what, it was easy…almost too easy. He was desperate to fall in love, so desperate he would believe anything. Could anyone believe that someone like me would fall for a jerk almost twice my age? Of course not, but he did—big time.”
Ryan had heard enough. He tiptoed out the door to the Porsche, started the engine and drove away. He called his buddies and cancelled—he was too upset– and too angry– to play. He needed to plot his revenge. He went to a Starbuck’s, ordered something—anything—just so he could sit there and think. Say what you will—nerds are good at thinking. Just after noon, after hashing over dozens of schemes, he thought he might have it. He would get them involved in a swindle. Of course, he’d be involved, too, but by the time the shit hit the fan he’d be long gone.
His first step was to hack into the county newspaper’s records to find someone who had been born around the same he was, and who had died either in infancy or early in life. It took him several tries but eventually he found one who was perfect. Born just a month after him and died in an auto accident six months later. He mailed a formal request for a copy of the birth certificate—his birth certificate—signing his new name along with the necessary fee. The copy was to be mailed to a condo he had rented with cash for a year, making the real estate agent ecstatic. He used the condo as a base of operations, setting up a computer, internet access, and residency for his new identity. When he had his birth certificate he mailed it along with a color photo of his face to the U.S. State Department along with a passport application and the fee for expedited service. Ryan knew that few clerks, faced with hundreds if not thousands of requests every day, would take the time or make the effort to check if there was also a death certificate. More importantly, he knew the county records department was not computerized, which would have made his task almost impossible. He knew that birth records were kept in one location; death records in another. In about a month his passport was delivered. It was perfect, of course, because it was real. Now for phase two.
The hardest part was acting naturally at home, being the same old nerd he had been “BB”—before betrayal. “I had an idea,” he said one evening before his appointment to fuck the insatiable but obnoxious Marge. “Since we’re going to be one big happy family, I thought we ought to have some investments…you know…as a group.” He had to be careful not to acknowledge the glances the women had given each other almost mocking him. “This idea should bring us almost fifty million dollars in less than a year’s time. I want to start an investment firm with the four of us as principals. What do you say? Want in? I’ll do all the work. All you have to do is get rich.”
Ryan knew their greed would get the best of them. “Yeah!” they all yelled, dollar signs in their eyes.
‘OK, great, I’ll get the necessary paperwork put together for you to sign. The hook was in the water, now all he had to do was set it.
Chapter 4
Ryan set up an office in the nearby city and advertised in financial publications. The ads offered an investment in a privately held hedge fund with double digit return in less than six months and almost guaranteed income. It took less than a month for the first checks to come in. He deposited them using signature stamps—Marge Stanton, Sara Stanton, and Morgan Stanton. He never used his own signature. After a month he started sending out checks—interest and principal-again with two signatures—Marge Stanton, Treasurer, and Sara Stanton, Vice President, or Morgan Stanton, President. They were overjoyed with their “official titles,” and were even more overjoyed with the checks that he brought home for them –$100,000 each the first month; $200,000 or more each succeeding month. This went on for six months until he was tipped off. The SEC was looking into the company’s affairs—amazing how a $100,000 bribe to a well placed clerk in the SEC’s Washington office could pay off. The SEC was closing in on his Ponzi scheme. It was time to disappear. Ryan had already moved virtually all his funds offshore to the Cayman Islands. He had also wiped the office clean of his fingerprints and deposited quite a number of his “lovers’” prints, taken from glasses or dishes with tape and transferred to desks, computers, even the bathroom. Only one thing left to do—one final fuck with Morgan.
Morgan was really bulging and she was reluctant to have sex, but that wasn’t stopping Ryan tonight. He’d fuck her from behind before fucking her ass. He began tenderly, kissing her lips and neck, moving her fingers down to his cock. There’d been no sex for almost a month so his attentions were well received—she just didn’t want to fuck him. He rubbed her pussy making her wet. They were standing in the bedroom so she was unconcerned when he shifted around behind her ostensibly to nuzzle her neck. Suddenly, he pushed her against her bureau, bending her over. He was in her just as quickly. “What the fuck do you think you’re doing?”
“Just taking my due, my dear; I’ve been remiss recently—all my responsibilities at work, I guess. He was giving it to her hard and fast, taking out all his pent up frustrations and anger in one special moment. “I’m sorry, dear, I just got carried away.” He withdrew and wiped his wet cock on her robe, but he did not let her up. He moved now to her ass, ramming his dry cock into her dry ass, causing her intense pain. He knew he had hurt her, but he would have to do this a thousand times before he could come close to equaling the pain he had received. She screamed as the pain ripped through her but he kept up his pace until he felt his balls churn. Then he pulled out, spun her around, and forced his exploding cock into her mouth. Cum dripped from her mouth onto her chest and swollen stomach.
“Are you crazy?” she screamed as she finally was able to stand up. “Have you noticed I’m almost ready to deliver? You hurt me you asshole.”
Ryan smirked internally before saying,” I just wanted to give you something to remember me by. I’m going fishing.” He walked calmly out the door, out of the house, and down the dock to the thirty-footer. He started it up and headed to the inlet and the ocean. He had secretly hidden a small inflatable with a five horsepower engine aboard last weekend while the women were out shopping. They never went near the boat; there was no danger of it being discovered. When he was about five miles from shore, he loosened the nut holding one of the fuel lines, set the timer, inflated the small boat and left. Thirty minutes later there was a horrific explosion. The Coast Guard was only able to retrieve a wallet and driver’s license from the wreckage; the boat had burned to the waterline, the outboards sinking in the deep water. The official report surmised that Ryan had been fixing a leak in the gas tank when it ignited, destroying him along with the boat. In truth, Ryan had motored on the calm seas to a nearby resort, leaving the inflatable at the water’s edge, believing correctly that some kids would come along and take it for a joyride. Walking to the front of the resort he was able to take a taxi to a nearby shopping center. He had placed all his valuables in a used car he had purchased using his new identity. He drove to the airport, caught a flight to Atlanta, connecting to Mexico City, connecting to Rio.
Feigning shock at the news, the women were, in reality, thrilled to hear of Ryan’s demise. All his hundreds of millions would be theirs. They were quite startled to learn that the accounts held only a little under fifty thousand dollars. They were even more surprised when U.S. Marshals appeared at their door with arrest warrants for the three of them—securities fraud, grand theft, mail fraud were the main charges, but there were lots more. Denials, claims that they did and knew nothing were interpreted by law enforcement to be total blatant lies. They were unable to make bail so all three delivered their babies in federal prison. The children were taken away to foster care shortly after birth. They were sentenced to twenty years each. They still didn’t understand what had happened, but they were still screwed big time.
About a month into her sentence Morgan received a post card—unsigned. It said simply, “It’s never a good idea to gloat in a nerd’s living room about how you’ve played him for a fool.” Morgan was sure it had come from Ryan, but how to prove it.
At the same time, a gorgeous Brazilian she-male was kneeling in front of a slightly built six footer who was reclining in a lounge chair taking in the view of Ipanema Beach. “May I suck your cock, Senhor George? “
“Sounds great to me, Rita. Then I’ll want to fuck that fine ass of yours.”
“Oh Senhor George, you say the sweetest things.”
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This is a continuation of “My First Experience with Josh” please enjoy
Leann, a naughty futa, has to make up for her mistake by pleasing the futa-jantiors with her nubile body.
Naturist kid falls in love with cute girl. Hero baseball coach be my dad, he
Although this story starts without much action don’t worry it will catch up very quickly.
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English is not my first langage so my use of it might be clumsy at times.
This is my first time writing. If you enjoy, I will make a continuation
Mrs. Simms. She was my English teacher in the tenth, eleventh and twelfth grades. I will never, ever forget her.
Mrs. Simms was in her mid to late forties when I had her. She was about five and a half feet tall, maybe a little shorter, with short dark brown hair and eyes to match. She wore a size one dress and had 34 triple D tits. Pure white teeth and a smile to die for. She could look sexy even if she dressed in one of those Muslim dress things, which she never did. In fact, I never saw her in anything less than a skirt that was way shorter than the dress code allowed, and a shirt that was two sizes two small.
She was very, very popular to say the least. I can’t imagine there were any guys that didn’t jack to her regularly, and it always seemed like more fathers went to meetings than usual. And she held a lot of meetings, let me tell you. Even the smallest “infraction” or “success” would lead to a “parent-teacher conference.” During eleventh grade I got to play voyeur in one of these “conferences.” She rubbed her leg up the man’s leg right there beneath the table as he sat next to his wife. She “accidentally” brushed her foot against the tent in his pants. She later told me she’d made a few guys cum like that, with a nice foot job beneath the table while a wife or girlfriend sat right there. She’d done the same to girls, but only those she felt wouldn’t run screaming to the principle. She could get away with a lot but had nearly gotten fired the first time she did that.
In classes she would act fairly normal. She liked to flash the class, which was nice, and during tests she would bend low over her desk, or look over the front of a student’s desk, giving everyone a great view. Sometimes she wore a bra and panties, but more often than not she didn’t.
There were a chosen few. Every two years she would choose a student from tenth grade, and the relationship would last through eleventh. Then she’d let the student suffer through twelfth grade knowing what some other kid was getting, always hoping that he’d get one more shot at that hot, wet cunt of hers. And it was always hot, always wet.
Everyone knew that she was a bit easy, but no one knew about her Chosen. Even one of us Chosen didn’t know. She told us in the very first week of school, though. The second day our paper would smell like her cunt. Every time we got a handout it would smell more like pussy, and eventually the paper would be crusty with her cunt juice. I don’t know how it went with everyone.
Mrs. Simms asked me to come into her office after school one day. When I got to her office she was in there with Peter Mert, a huge black kid. She had her hand on his lap and she was laughing softly. He wasn’t. He looked grief stricken, in fact. “Come in,” she said. “Pete and I were just saying good-bye.” She moved her hand to his crotch and rubbed it affectionately. I turned to go, but she stopped me. “Stay here, Jake. I can see you want to,” she added, looking down at the hard-on my pants couldn’t have hoped to hide.
“Come,” she said, patting the free chair in her office, also next to her, “sit down while I finish Peter.”
I moved to the chair, eyes wide and mouth open, as she opened the jock’s zipper. She had trouble fishing out his cock, so she ordered him to stand. He did, pulling his pants around his thighs as he did so. He was huge, mostly thick. His cock glittered with pre-cum, which she moved her fingers to swirl around the bulbous head. “I like to choose one every other year,” she explained, turning away from him. Her hand movements seemed to be on autopilot.
My eyes were still locked on the hand working on Peter’s thick cock. Her fingers tightened noticeably. “I want them to be able to focus Senior Year, though, so I let them go, choose a new one.” Her other hand she moved to my knee. “This year I choose you.” I glanced up from the black kid’s lap to his face. I could see the jealously. I swallowed nervously. “Ignore him,” she ordered. “He’s old news. You’re the new model.”
The hand on my knee rose to my chin, forcing me to face her. She leaned forward to kiss me, pressing her tongue between my lips. Peter moaned slightly as her hand left his cock, if only for a moment. “I’m sorry, Petey,” she said, reaching back around to pull on his dick again. She didn’t look at him still. She was still looking at me. “You need to get a girlfriend, of course.” She looked over my shoulder at the corner. “It’s much more fun that way.”
“Wha- uhm, what do you mean?”
“We’ll, you can’t talk, of course. That’s rule one.” She was jerking Peter’s cock harder now, faster, so when she asked, “Do you remember the second rule, Petey?” he gave no response. “Of course not. Silly little Petey.” She squeezed his cock hard, forcing precum from the tip. “You have to do what I want, when I want. That’s rule two. I don’t want to get bored. You don’t want me to get bored.” I nodded stupidly. “Actually,” she said, “those are the only two rules you really care about right now. Maybe more later.” I nodded again.
Her hand was moving toward my lap as she spoke. My breath was getting faster, shallower. Mrs. Simms’ smile was perfect. “I don’t know what you used to get in English, but you can be sure of an A from here on out.” She winked at me. “And I,” she finished, her hand grabbing my cock through my jeans, “will make sure you learn other things.” She pressed on my cock hard, pushing up. I think I was harder than I had ever been before.
My teacher moved both of her hands to my fly. A quick look showed me Peter’s look of pure hate. “Oh, don’t worry about Petey, he can handle himself.” She giggled girlishly. His hand reached for his cock, but she said, “Don’t do that!” He stopped like a deer caught in the headlights. “I know you like to jack off, but you can wait to do that at home or something.” Her hands were cold on my cock. I’d never felt so good and that was before she started moving her hand on my cock. She just used one. She reached back once more, then, and started to tug her former toy’s hard-on.
“W-why me?” I asked, barely able to form the words, let alone get them to leave my mouth. I had tunnel vision by this point, unable to really see anything other than the woman’s lips and the way her tongue slid along them. She was moving Peter’s cock far faster than she was moving mine, but I felt ready to explode already. I couldn’t imagine how he was holding back.
“Last time was big and black,” she said, glancing over her shoulder at him. “This year, I decided to go with whoever was on the bottom of the stack of papers you turned in on day one. That was you, lucky boy-toy.” Her hand tightened around my cock. It felt like a cold, velvet vice. To quote the song, ‘it hurt so good.’ Mrs. Simms pulled her hand off Peter’s cock once again, putting it in front of my face. “Spit,” she ordered. “He really likes when someone is slobbering on his cock, don’t you, Petey?” When no immediate answer was forthcoming she looked over her shoulder once more. “Don’t you, Petey?”
“Yes, Mrs. Simms. Y-yes, ma’am.”
She turned back to me and smiled that perfect smile. “What do you like, Jakey?” She was squeezing hard again, forcing pre-cum out the tip of my cock with each stroke then rubbing it around the head, only to repeat the process. “Do you like a good, long hand-job?” I opened my mouth to respond, but before I could, she asked, “Or maybe a nice blowjob?” I think I made an affirmative noise, but I’m not sure. “Petey here, he was boring. He liked fucking. He had experience before me. I like virgins better. You’re a virgin aren’t you, Jakey?”
Mrs. Simms leaned forward to kiss me again, forcing her tongue between my lips again. When she finally pulled away I tried to lean forward, but she was too fast. “You could be a voyeur, though… or maybe you like men? I saw the way you were looking at Petey’s cock when I started jacking him. You liked that, didn’t you? Seeing my small white hand on his big, fat cock? Look at it now,” she said. When I didn’t do so immediately she squeezed my cock extra hard. “’Now,’ I said.”
I did.
Her hand was moving fast, his cock slick with my spit and his own precum. He was humping up with his hips as if trying to fuck her hand. “See? You like it, Jakey, I know you do. He does, too. He likes when people watch. He likes lots of new things.” Again she leaned forward, and I closed my eyes, expecting a kiss. Instead, she whispered in my ear: “You will, too. Keep watching.”
Her hand was moving so fast I couldn’t keep up with it. I can’t imagine how she was doing that without seeming to pay attention at all.
Her lips were still next to my ear. Each breath she took I heard, and she could hear mine. I was so close to cumming. Peter was too. I could tell, the way he was desperately trying to fuck her fist. “You want to see him cum,” she asked, “don’t you? Want to see his big cock explode in my hand?” She was whispering so low I could barely hear. I could barely hear above the blood pounding out of my head directly to my dick. “Do you want to see white cum shoot from his big black prick? Want to see how high it shoots, how much of my hand it covers? Want to see my lick his warm, salty cum off my hand? Or maybe,” she loosed a giggle, “maybe you’d prefer I make him lick it off.”
I was staring at the tip of his wet, mushroom like head when he exploded. He let out a low groan that sounded almost like a cry of sorrow. Mrs. Simms must have felt him nearing his climax, because she had aimed his cock so that his jizz spewed up to his face, catching the underside of his jaw and leaving a trail down his shirt to his stomach. The second did likewise. She kept pumping. I don’t know where the rest of his cum landed. I think it was the “oops,” she whispered in my ear when he first came. Hell, maybe it was his cumming no more than a few feet from me. Whatever it was, I came harder than I had ever cum in my life.
I thrust up in her fist, and she relaxed her grip slightly, allowing me to spew my load. My had moved my cock so that it was pointed slightly to the side and away from me, toward the low table we were sitting at. She kept pulling my dick, encouraging me to release cum. My eyes were closed, I couldn’t breath. I remember seeing flashing lights in my head.
When I finally regained control of myself, she had leaned back away from me. “Oops,” she repeated. “You made a little mess.” She was stroking us both still, slowly, steadily. Both of her hands, both of our crotches, were soaked in loads of fresh cum. His cock, I noticed, had very little hair on it, and the black boy’s cum was pooling at his hips. I had never shaved, and my jizz-soaked pubes were stuck to my skin. I knew from experience that would be a bitch to clean later.
“Okay Peter,” she said, finally looking at him once more. “Thank you for cumming.” The teacher wiped her hand on his exposed leg, covering it in his own cum. “Remember,” she said once her hand was mostly clean, “if you’re a good boy we might be able to do this again some time.” She turned back to me, winked, and then returned her attention to him. “Leave,” she snapped. “I’m finished with you.”
“But Mrs. Si-“
“No buts,” she insisted, frowning at him. “Or cunts, if I know your girlfriend.” His girlfriend was known as being very faithful to her virginity. How he had come by her still amazes me (although they did break up not long after). He still didn’t move. She squeezed my cock one last time, covering her fingertips in my cream. She licked it off gingerly, then shoved the hand under his nose. “If you’d like I can feed you some of Jakey’s cum. Is that why you’re waiting?”
His head lashed away, and the chair soon followed. “No,” he said, yanking his pants up. The look on his face told me I would probably be dead in less than a day. Maybe the minute I walked out of the office.
“No?” I could see that she arched an eyebrow.
“No, Mrs. Simms.”
Peter seemed about to say more but thought better of it. “You have a little something…” She touched her chin, then rubbed it in by trailing a hand down her chest and stomach, “there.” She then reached out, rubbing his cock through his pants again. A small stain appeared where his cum had been gathering and I saw his cock expand again. “Give me a kiss before you go,” she said. The beauty pointed at the cum I had managed to get on her cheek. The hopeful look turned to one of disgust, but he did what she asked. When he pulled away, the white cream was gone. “Okay, go away now.” She pushed one of her fingers, covered in my jizz, into her mouth as she turned away dismissively.
Peter turned and stalked out of the office, slamming the door behind him. “Such an angry young man,” my English teacher said, putting another finger into her mouth and sucking it clean. “I suppose you would be too if your girlfriend didn’t put out.” She laughed. Another finger. I was watching her lick my cum off her hand after she had just jacked me and a senior off simultaneously! Had that really happened?
I looked down at my cum-covered stomach, the pubic hair stuck together, my cock flopped wetly to the side. It had! “I… I don’t under…. Stand,” I managed to get out. I was still over-awed by the view I now had of my cock.
She was finished with her hand now, and moved around the table. She didn’t answer my question. Instead, she bent low over the table and started to lick my jizz off its surface. She watched me as I did this. I watched her, even more in awe. She was licking my cum off a table. By the time she finished I was hard as stone again. I was hyper-focused on her mouth again. I imaging stuffing my cock in, thrusting hard and fast until I exploded into her mouth filling it with my seed.
Oh god, how I wanted to.
There was a knock on the door, and I knocked my chair over trying to get up, to pull my pants closed, and to hide what had happened. I didn’t realize until she said, “Come in,” that she had taken out one massive, grapefruit-sized tit and was gently rubbing around the nipple. My jaw dropped. Mrs. Glitzke entered and didn’t seem to be surprised by the gratuitous display of illegal behavior. Was she in on it too? “Hi.” My teacher smiled and walked around the table. “This is my new toy.”
She seated herself behind the desk in her office. Using her firm legs to slide the chair out from behind it, I got a beautiful view of that beautiful, hairless cunt. It seemed red, almost swollen with anticipation.
I looked between Mrs. Simms pussy and Mrs. Glitztke. Glitzke was our principal. She was getting on, maybe mid-fifties with an almost schoolmarmish appearance. Apparently just for show. She seated herself in the chair next to me, the one recently vacated by the teacher. I could tell she was uncomfortable being there. She refused to look at me. So I turned to stare at the cunt splayed before me.
Like all the other guys in school, I had seen that pussy before, but now I could really focus on it. Her clit was engorged with blood, sticking out from the folds of her pussy obscenely. It looks like a mountain range set between two hills. “What are you looking at, Jakey?” Mrs. Simms let out that high giggle again. “Look, Mrs. Glitzke, he’s interested in my hot cunt. What do you think he’s thinking about?” Another giggle. There was no response from the older woman.
One of the teacher’s hands snaked down to her pussy, and her fingers shoved the massive clit one way then the other. She used the same hand to rub around her nipple then said, “Did you know I had a baby over the summer, Jakey?” I shook my head. I still wasn’t looking away. I wanted to know every bump, every perfect imperfection of that pussy. I could smell it already. “Yeah. Come here, Mrs. Glitzke.”
The principal dragged her chair until she was next to the spread-legged Simms. She pulled the principal’s head toward her tit. I finally tore my gaze away from the pussy to look at the obscene display of principal suckling at teacher’s tit. “My doctor said I had to make sure I don’t let my baby’s milk spoil in me, and since I’m here all day I have to make sure there’s some way…” She pulled the other woman tighter against her firm, flat stomach. I couldn’t tell she had ever had any children, let alone one over the summer. Mrs. Glitzke was making sucking sounds and Mrs. Simms let out a low purr. “Just like my baby.”
“I-I still don’t understand,” I said. “I mean, uh…”
“You don’t understand why babies – and apparently principals – need to suck on a nipple?”
“No, I mean, I … I mean…” I struggled to put the question to words.
She laughed. “I know what you mean, Jakey. Just go along and enjoy the experience. Just remember the two most important rules, otherwise you lose everything.” She grinned, then winked at me. She was about to say something when instead she gasped, the grin spreading. “Mrs. Glitzke! Are we teething, Mrs. Glitzke?” She winked at me again, and then returned to the previous subject. “You’re my boy-toy for the next two years,” she explained. “I’m going to show you everything. And then some.”
“Mrs. Glitzke is going to make sure we don’t get in trouble so that she doesn’t get in trouble.”
“What do you mean?”
Mrs. Simms shrugged my question off. “You need to get a girlfriend, though. That’s your very first homework assignment. Not,” she added, raising a finger, “that I won’t give you in-me assignments.” She laughed, and I tried to force one out. It came only weakly. “Take out your penis,” she said. “You know you want to.”
I didn’t, instead looking at Mrs. Glitzke.
“Tsk, tsk. You’re worried about getting in trouble from a principal sucking my baby’s milk from my nipple in a school office? While you stare at my cunt that obviously needs to be stuffed? After watching me suck your cum off my hands and jerk off last year’s toy?” I couldn’t see any argument to make, or why it mattered, so I did as she asked, opened my fly and leaned back to pull out my dick. “Mmm. Looks tasty. Don’t you agree Mrs. Glitzke?” My teacher pulled the suckling woman away, holding her head so she could stare at me. She refused to look me in the eye.
The old woman had milk dribbling down her chin. Despite obvious embarrassment she couldn’t seem to take her yes off my hard cock. After a long minute Mrs. Simms released my principal’s head. “Thank you, Mrs. Glitzke. I appreciate your help.” Turning to me, she added, “Mrs. G likes all sorts of white cream. You’re dripping, Holly.” A finger shot up, pushing the milk back toward her mouth. Mrs. Glitzke opened her mouth and licked the finger submissively. “Maybe you’d like to taste Jakey’s some day.”
Pulling up her top once more, she smiled at me. “I think Mrs. Glitzke has a meeting to go to,” she said. Her hand slid to her fellow teacher’s knee, then up until she was touching the other woman’s pussy through her slacks. “Wow,” she said, seemingly enjoying the principal’s discomfort. She’d enjoyed Peter’s too. “Look at that stain,” she said. I did. “And I bet that smell isn’t all me, is it?” Mrs. Simms giggled, covering her mouth. “You should probably go to your meeting before you get any wetter…”
When she stood I saw that her pants were wetter than I had thought at first. I think she liked it. Her eyes were downcast as she left the room with a stiffness equal to that of when she had entered. Unlike Peter, she closed the door very softly.
Once the door was closed Mrs. Simms pulled her chair toward me. “Take them off,” she ordered, “now.” I hesitated, and she repeated, “Now!”
I leapt to comply. My pants were around my ankles in a flash. I sat again, and she spread her legs wide apart. One foot stayed on the ground, but she kicked off the shoe of the other and placed it against my cock. “So,” she said casually, “what do you think?” Her foot moved up and down slowly, the sock slightly harsh against my skin. She was getting cum on it. “You’re my new toy. I’ll get to play with you whenever I want.” She smiled. It was a perfect smile.
“I, uh… can’t complain…”
“I didn’t think you would. No one ever does.” Her foot was rubbing, drawing pre-cum out of me. Every time her sock came to the head of my cock I jumped slightly. “I’ll fuck you,” she said. “I’ll suck you. And I’ll do… more…” She was still rubbing. It was distracting, to say the least. “I like the thrill of nearly getting caught. I like knowing that my husband thinks he knows about what I do but can’t begin to imagine.” Her smile turned mischievous. “I love the taste of cum in my mouth as I teach.” She was speaking in a harsh whisper now. “I love watching the boys in the back rubbing themselves, thinking I’m not paying attention. I love how the girls try to hide their jealousy. She leaned back, continuing the foot job. “What do you like, Jakey?”
I didn’t know how to begin answering. I was a virgin. I mean, what the fuck was I supposed to say? I couldn’t even admit to liking a blowjob. A hand job, yeah, but I knew there was so much more. I liked weird shit on the internet, but that was different. “Do you just want to fuck me, Jakey? Boring old fucking? I get that from my husband. Once a week like clockwork.” She yawned mockingly. “I could suck you off, give you a blowjob?” She moved her toes so she could grip my cock with them. “I know you like a hand job,” she giggled, “and it looks like you enjoy a foot job.”
“Do you like more…. unusual things?” One hand moved to her pussy. She started to rub it, one finger to either side of her massively engorged clit. “Do you like this?” I nodded dumbly. “Yeah?” My teacher’s voice seemed huskier now, sexy. I nodded. “I thought you might. “And you want to stick your cock between my breasts, don’t you? Fuck them?” I swallowed hard. I couldn’t believe I was hearing this. “Are you going to fuck my titties until you cover my face in your cum? Maybe let me drink it right from the tip?” I moaned. I could imagine covering her face in my spooge. I wanted to, right then and there.
She was still rubbing my dick with her foot. “You want to make a baby in me Jakey?” My cock leapt. I was amazed I didn’t come tight then. “Oh, you do,” she said. Again that golden giggle. “You want to fuck me nice and hard don’t you, fill me with your baby-making seed, huh?” She was moving her foot faster. My dick ached.
Suddenly she stopped. “Well, I should get some work done.” She didn’t stop pleasuring herself, I noticed. I was so incredibly hard and I knew without a doubt that this time I would be taking care of myself this time. She slowly pushed herself back toward her desk, watching me watching her finger her cunt. She had a little smile on her face. My mouth was dry. “And you should go home and… take care of that.”
She was behind her desk by then, with just her legs poking out. I could imagine that I saw her fingers still moving, but I don’t think I actually could. God, how I wish I could.
“Oh,” she said. “Here.” She tossed a box at me. I was too slow to catch it, and it smacked me in the head before falling to the floor. It was a box of condoms. “I want you to fill those by Monday,” she said. “I guess that’s homework, too. Bring them to me before your first class.
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