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Kendall Jenner (Part 1)

This is my first story, so be kind. If it goes well I will continue the series, the “She’s the One” series inspired me to write this.

Fantasm

He took me

At 16 I was a curvacious girl. My 39DD tits strained against my bra and my tight ass was round and filled my panties. I was blonde with blue eyes, and loved being the center of attention at school. All the boys loved me and i loved to tease them. I would accidentally rub my round ass in the crotch of a boy as I teasingly sat on his lap. I would watch their eyes glaze over and laugh and move across the room.
It was a Saturday and I lay on my bed in my lacy bra and panties admiting my flat stomach and tight abs. The phone rang in the kitchen and I heard my father answer it. He talked for a minute and then heard him walking down the hall toward my room. He opened my door without asking and glared at me. I smirked, imagining He would get hot looking at me.
“That was Brad,” my dad stated. “He told me what you do to those boys at school.”
“Oh, he’s just jealous I don’t do it to him.” I replied.
“Well, I will not have a cock tease as a daughter.” my dad angrally replied.
“OK, Ok.” I said wrapping the sheets around me.
“There is only one way to cure a cock tease,” my father yelled.
He began undoing his belt. I thought he was going to spank me with it and I began to be afraid. Then he began undoing his pants. I could see his cock straining against his underwear and I shrank to the back of my bed. He walked across the room and grabbed my wrists. “Please Daddy… NO.” I begged. He used his belt to strap my wrists to the headboard. He took off his boxers and his cock sprang up, released. “You think you are so great,” he said. “I will show you how to respect a man.” He jerked down my underwear and unhooked my bra. My tits spill out onto my naked chest. I tremble, seeing how angry my dad is and try fighting against the belt. He kneels over me and without any foreplay begins to insert his mamouth cock into my pussy. “Please dad, I am a virgin. You are my dad” I cry. “OOOOOOOOOOH god”, he moans. “It has been so long since I have had a virgin.” He trusts his cock into my dry pussy and begins fucking me. The pain is enormous as he rips open my cherry. I begin to cry and beg. All that does is make him pump harder. He slams his cock into my virgin pussy over and over again. “I take it from your mother every night,” he says “I can go for a long time, although it has been a long time since I have had a body as lithe as yours.” My pussy is sore and swollen from his pumping. He takes my tis in his hands and begins pintching my nipples. They become erect, and to my horror my pussy beging getting wet. It only encourages his pumping. He bends his mouth to my nipple and begins to bite it. By now my pussy is so wet it makes a sucking noise every time he pumps into me. Daddy pulls his big cock out of my pussy and looks at me. He grabs my hips and flips me over. The pain in my wrists is intense as they are twisted in the belt. Daddy spreads my but cheeks and with one thrust slams his cock into my ass. I cry in pain as my insides feel like they would burst. My face is pushed into the pillow, I can hardly breath. He slams his cock unmercilessly into my ass. I am sure I am going to be suffocated. Daddy is is gunting and moaning about how tight my ass is. He rips his cock out and flips me back over. The air is amazing, and I gasp for breath. He shoves his cock back into my pussy and begins pounding again. His eyes glaze over and I feel a warmth spreading into my cunt. Daddy smiles and pulls back to watch his cum spill out of my ravaged pussy. leaving me tied to the bed daddy wakes naked out of the room. I hear him walk down to the kitchen, a cabinet opens and i hear water. I begin to pull into my mind. The horror of what just happened to me begins to take hold and the tears begin running down my cheeks. I hear daddy coming back up the stairs and down the hall. As he walks into the room i can see he is hard again. In his hand he has a bag. he sets the bag down on the floor and comes to sit on the bed. “Now that you are all primed,” he says, “I am going to show you what I can really do. What I have been doing to your mother for 18 years. I promised her I would never do it to you, but who knew you would be such a cock tease.” Out of the bag he pulls clips and puts them on my nipples. The burning pain shoots down my body. He reaches into the bag again and pulls out a rod. It is about 15 inches long and 6 inches around tapers on one end. By the way he was carying it I knew it was heavy. Daddy walks over to the bed and begins to shove that huge piece of metal into my pussy. “NNNNOOOOOOOOOOOO” I scream and begin kicking my legs. With one thrust he shove it into me. I feel warmth run down my leg and know it is blood. I black out at that point, and wake up to someone slapping me in the face. “Wake up,” daddy says roughly. He pulls the thing out of my cunt and inserts his fist. He begins fisting me roughly. Then insertshis waiting cock and cums hard into my ravaged pussy. “There,” he says, “That should teach you. On Monday you will go to school and never tease another boy again. I would rather have a slut for a daughter than a cock tease.” he released me and shoved me towards the bathroom. “Shower up,” he said “You can tell your mom if you want. it will probably make her happy to have someone to share her experiences with.”

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Siblings, lovers. Part 1

Kyle cried out as he began to empty his balls into his sister’s womb. Erin, who normally stands 5-foot-4 with dirty blonde hair and bright blue eyes, was on her back, pulling her brother’s perfect nine-inch cock deeper into her pussy.
“Oh Kyle, that’s it, cum in my pussy,” she moaned. “I need your sperm deep in me.”
She could feel every pulse of his cock filling her already dripping wet pussy with the warm semen she craved.
Eventually Kyle’s supply of cum ran out, but Erin could still feel his cock pulsing with each heartbeat. He kissed her and pulled their hot, sweating bodies closer together. He felt her beautiful C cup breasts push against him as she wrapped her athletic legs around his waist. She ran her fingers through his short, brown hair as he gently pulled at her earlobe with his teeth.
Erin pulled Kyle’s head up, so she could look into the intoxicating blue eyes they shared. She didn’t need to say anything.
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At 17, neither one had experienced more than a few awkward kisses in a dark of the movie theater or back seat with anyone else. But they were deeply, uncontrollably in love, and they both felt it.
As twins, they had always been close, even when they were supposed to be fighting with each other, as siblings often do. They watched out for each other all the way up through school. On more than one occasion, they found themselves in the principal’s office together, usually after an unsuspecting bully picked on one or the other. There were a few times when Erin came to Kyle’s rescue. Somehow they managed to avoid anything more than a stern look and a “get back to class” though.
Erin went out on a few dates once they started high school, but she kept inadvertently comparing the boys to her brother. She always came home sooner than she’d planned, only to sit up half the night talking to Kyle.
Eventually, Erin realized she was falling in love with him. He was completely oblivious, and it didn’t matter. She gave up on dating, content to spend her free time with Kyle.
Kyle stood six feet tall with brown hair. He didn’t have the body of a Greek god, but he was a solid 160 lbs. In his life, he had a grand total of two dates to his credit. The first, with a brunette named Samantha, seemed to drag on for hours. He uttered about five words the entire night, which was fine with her. She was in love with the sound of her own voice.
On his second attempt, he asked a redhead named Rachel if she’d go to the Homecoming dance with him. The night ended with his first kiss. She never returned his phone calls, and barely acknowledged him in class.
So when Erin stopped going on dates, he hardly noticed. There was no need for her to explain why they were spending weekends together. It was simply a fact of life.
Their first kiss happened on the worst night of both their lives. They were 16.
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It had been raining on and off for three days, and neither one wanted to leave the comfort of the basement. Their parents had tickets for Stravinsky’s Firebird Suite, their mother’s favorite, and so their father dutifully accompanied her despite the deluge.
Erin and Kyle spent the evening in the basement, watching horrible science fiction movies, and keeping their own running commentary. Erin nodded off on Kyle’s chest just before midnight, and soon they were both mostly asleep. It was a kind of half-sleep, where they still heard the things going on around them, but their minds simply incorporated the sounds into their hazy dreams.
Neither one was consciously aware of the doorbell at first, but after the first two rings Kyle realized the DVD ran out a while ago. He laid Erin’s head down on the side of the couch and headed up to the front door.
By now, the ringing had turned to knocking. The rain was still pouring down, and Kyle was surprised to see a sheriff’s deputy when he turned on the porch light. He opened the door and invited the man in, still a little groggy. He checked the hall clock, which read 2 a.m., but wasn’t quite awake enough to be concerned.
The deputy asked Kyle who his parents were, and then gestured to the kitchen, suggesting they sit down. Kyle furrowed his brow and pulled two chairs from the kitchen table.
By this time, Erin awoke and realized Kyle was no longer with her. She heard heavy footsteps and voices upstairs, and joined her brother as he was sitting down.
She stopped cold when she saw the cop in their kitchen. She looked at the clock on the microwave, then to the stranger, then to her brother. She was beginning to panic.
Kyle realized what was happening when he saw the look on Erin’s face.
“Is this your girlfriend?” the deputy asked.
“No,” Kyle said, grabbing a chair for her. “This is my sister, Erin.”
“Oh,” the deputy said, looking as his boots, which still had small pieces of mud clinging to them. “I’m very sorry to tell you that your parents were both killed tonight. Their car was caught in a flash flood, swept off an overpass. We couldn’t get to them until the flooding slowed down.”
Kyle reached for Erin’s hand. Nobody spoke.
The deputy went on, something about paperwork and identifying the remains in the morning, but all the twins heard was the slow, deafening sound of their own hearts. Kyle closed the door after the deputy, and returned to his sister in the kitchen. He stood at the entrance to the kitchen, leaning on the wall for support, and stared blankly at Erin. She walked over to her brother and laid her head on his chest. She put her arms around him, afraid to squeeze too hard, and he caressed her hair.
They stood in the kitchen like that until Erin pulled Kyle’s head down to her and kissed him. It wasn’t until he tasted the tears running down her face that realized he was kissing Erin, his sister. He paused for a moment. Although their lips met perfectly, she was his sister. You weren’t supposed to kiss your sister like that.
Then Kyle realized nobody could ever compare to her. In that moment, he fell in love. Soon they were both crying and clinging to each other, trying to understand what had happened to them in the last hour.
After some time, Erin took Kyle’s hand and led him to what used to be their parents’ bedroom. The entire house felt foreign to them. She simply removed her shirt and pants, then pulled off Kyle’s. As the sun rose, they laid down and fell asleep pulling each other closer, arms and legs intertwined.
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Again, the doorbell rang.
This time, Erin was the first to wake up. She carefully removed herself from Kyle’s warm body, pulled his white shirt over her black underwear, and buttoned it as she walked down the steps. She noticed a dark blue Ford in the driveway, and recognized the County Sheriff standing at her door, hat in his hands. The expression he wore was soft, not at all the stern lawman’s gaze she’d seen on campaign posters.
Erin’s heart sank when she remembered the visit eight hours earlier. She cracked the door and stuck her head around the corner, looking up at the man who stood nearly a foot taller than her, squinting in the bright sunlight.
“Hello Miss,” he said quietly. “I’m sorry, but we need you and your brother to come to the hospital for a few things.”
Erin nodded absently.
“I’ll just wait in the car. Take your time.” He turned and went back to his car.
She returned to her brother and woke him.
“Kyle, wake up,” she said softly. “Kyle, we have to …” she let the sentence trail off.
At first, he was a little confused at waking up in his parents’ bed. He hadn’t slept in that bed since he was eight, but then the whole night hit him again.
“Oh … yeah,” he murmured.
Neither one bothered to shower. Kyle threw on his black cargo pants, a grey work shirt and his favorite Pumas. Erin put on jeans, a plain black t-shirt and her worn-in flip flops. She pulled her hair into a pony tail, and they were out the door without another word.
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They returned home five hours later, physically and emotionally exhausted, but at least the worst part was over.
Neither one was hungry, but Erin said she wanted to shower. She undid her jeans and pushed them down over her hips while closing the bathroom door. When she heard it latch, she realized she was alone for the first time. She began to panic.
Erin kicked the pants off her ankles, yanked the door open, and ran down the hall looking for Kyle. She crashed into him coming around a corner, and hugged him fiercely.
“Erin, what’s wrong?” he asked.
At first she didn’t say anything, but he gently pulled her head away from his chest to see her face. Her beautiful blue eyes were streaming tears.
“I was alone,” Erin sobbed. She didn’t care that she wasn’t wearing pants. She needed her other half.
“What do you mean?” he said. “I’ve been right here.” But Kyle knew exactly what she meant. He felt it too.
“Come on, I’ll come with you,” he said, and ushered his partially undressed sister to the bathroom.
At first, Kyle simply stood in the bathroom with her, but when she started to pull off her top, he took a step closer and helped her with it. He tried to remove her bra, but didn’t really know what to do. She put her hands on his, showing him how to release the clasp. His hands brushed her sides as the black bra fell to the floor. She’d never felt a caress quite like that.
She reached up and started working on Kyle’s shirt buttons. He was confused for a moment, but the look in her eyes said everything. Erin needed to be close to her brother. In fact, they both needed each other.
The water was warm, and they let it fall on them for several minutes without moving. Then Kyle took the soap and began to wash his sister’s right arm, moving up from her hand to her shoulder and neck. Moving to her left side, he worked down to her hand and back up to her shoulder. He hesitated at her collar bone.
“It’s OK,” Erin said, and for the first time in their lives, he touched her breasts. Kyle spent a long time holding and squeezing his sister’s beautiful tits. He pinched her quarter-sized nipples gently, which made her whole body tingle. Eventually, he moved down her flat tummy (she played JV soccer), and to her hips. He knelt down to continue with her legs, quite inadvertently putting her pussy six inches from his eyes. He studied it for a moment, then looked up at her.
Erin spread her legs slightly, for him to better see his first real-life vagina. She kept it shaved, and silently hoped he liked what he saw. Her hopes were rewarded when he softly kissed her about two inches above her clit. He slowly moved on to washing her legs, massaging her thigh muscles, then moving up her back.
Erin felt a little woozy when Kyle’s lips brushed her skin. She could feel the blood pulsing through her pussy. She felt her clit get subtly firmer and her pussy lips swell. She wanted Kyle. She wanted her brother.
If she’d been paying attention, Erin would’ve noticed her brother’s cock getting harder, but her mind was swimming in the unfamiliar sensations running through her own body.
Kyle pulled the hand-held shower head down, and rinsed off the soap. The water ran down Erin’s body, occasionally dancing over her clit, making her head spin. He let the water stray toward her pussy for a few moments, spraying her clit directly. Erin swallowed hard and felt short of breath.
After he returned the shower head to the wall, Erin took the soap and washed her brother, massaging him, working her way down his body.
Erin first noticed her brother’s cock when it brushed her leg, fully hard and nine inches by now. She smiled knowing she did that. She took her it in her hands and stroked it tentatively, a little awkwardly. Kyle closed his eyes and enjoyed the feeling of his sister’s hands running up and down his shaft. She gently squeezed his balls, imagining the cum building up inside, waiting to be released. She slowly moved down to wash his legs, returning to his cock occasionally to make sure it didn’t soften.
By the time she had rinsed him clean, Kyle’s cock was throbbing, bouncing slightly with every beat of his heart. Erin pulled him closer and kissed him, slipping her tongue into his mouth. Her free hand ran down to his cock, while he squeezed her breasts and nipples.
Erin broke the kiss and turned around so her back was to him, hand still stroking his cock. She slowly ran the head of her brother’s penis along the outside of her sex, which was dripping wet from the inside. Slowly, she pushed down onto his cock, until the head was just inside. It was the most incredible thing she’d ever felt.
Kyle, for his part, let his sister take the lead. He knew enough to know that his wasn’t exactly average, and the last thing he wanted to do was to hurt Erin.
Slowly, Erin sank her brother’s cock into her pussy until it reached her virginity. She pushed against it, but was too scared to do it herself.
“What’s wrong?” Kyle asked.
“N-nothing. It’s just–you’re going to have to do this,” Erin stuttered.
She looked over her shoulder at him, blushing a little. It was the sexiest thing he’d ever seen.
“Just do it quickly,” she added.
He pushed deeper into her. She inhaled sharply, through clenched teeth, when it happened, but it hurt less than she expected. As the pain subsided, she savored the feeling of having her pussy filled with her own brother’s cock.
Kyle began to fuck his sister in short, slow strokes.
“Oh, Kyle,” she moaned. “That feels so incredible. You’re so perfect.”
Kyle moaned incoherently in reply. Then he reached to her breasts, pulling her up to him, hugging her from behind. Erin gasped as his cock pushed against her tummy from the inside. Then she began to rock her hips, feeling every inch of his throbbing hard cock pushing against the front of her sex.
Kyle reached down to massage her clit. Erin didn’t realize how close she was to cumming, but within seconds her body was shaking and her pussy was squeezing her brother’s cock even tighter.
“Erin, I’m going to cum,” Kyle groaned.
Erin couldn’t find her voice. She simply kissed him and continued fucking his cock until she felt him start to cum. Kyle pushed into his sister as deep as he could, and his streams of cum shot into her pussy.
“Kyle, don’t stop,” Erin purred. “Fill my pussy, I need your cum in me. Ohhh, it feels so good.”
Kyle was still rubbing her clit, and Erin was still cumming, her pussy squeezing every last drop of cum from her brother’s throbbing cock.
They were both light-headed, and leaned on the wall to avoid collapsing. Kyle’s cock softened a bit, and it slipped out of his sister’s vagina. Some of his cum, mixed with fluid from her pussy, dripped out, and washed away in the water.
“Kyle,” Erin panted as she turned to face him.
“Erin, I love you,” he blurted out before she could finish.
She pulled his body close to hers.
“I know,” she said. “I love you … I have for a while.”
The water spraying from the shower disguised the tears falling from her beautiful blue eyes.
“I love you,” Erin repeated. “I will always love you.”
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Kyle and Erin realized they hadn’t eaten since the night before. They were both too tired to cook, so they ordered Chinese. They ate quietly at the kitchen table, trying to figure out what to say.
“Kyle, what do we do now?” Erin asked.
Kyle looked at her quizzically. He wasn’t sure which thing she was talking about.
“About,” Erin hesitated, gazing down at the table. “About mom and dad.”
“Oh,” Kyle sighed, thinking he’d almost rather talk about what had just happened between them. “Well, they said Social Services would be checking on us in the next few days. I don’t think they’re going to make us move though, we’d be 18 by the time they managed to do anything. You know how slow the government is.”
“Do you think they’ll let us stay here?” Erin asked.
Kyle shrugged. “It’s worth a try. Mom and dad paid off the house last year, and between insurance and the bank accounts we should be fine for now.”
The conversation died off, and they contemplated their chop sticks for several minutes.
“Kyle,” Erin blurted out. “Earlier, when you said–when you said you loved me.”
Kyle ran his fingers along the side of his sister’s face.
“I love you Erin,” he said.
“Are you sure?” He’d never seen her so vulnerable, and she’d never felt so helpless. Kyle nodded and kissed his sister tenderly.
They were finished eating, and went over to the couch in the living room. They were kissing and clinging to each other like flotsam after a shipwreck. They started removing each other’s clothes slowly, one item at a time, until they were both completely naked.
Erin had been massaging her brother’s cock since his pants came off, and started to kiss her way down his chest. She kissed the tip of his penis, tasting the drop of precum, then ran her tongue the length of his shaft.
Kyle had never felt a girl’s mouth on his cock before, and the sensations his sister gave him were incredible. He ran his fingers through her soft blonde hair as she took the head of his dick into her mouth.
“Erin,” he groaned. “Oh, that feels incredible.”
Erin looked up at him, smiling with her eyes. She tried to take as much as she could, but didn’t want to choke. Kyle didn’t mind, he was loving his first blow job. When he thought about it, the fact that it was his twin sister turned him on even more.
Erin released his cock from her mouth for a moment, stroking it with her hand. Kyle nudged his sister back on the couch, kissing from her right knee up the inside of her toned leg to her pussy. He wasn’t entirely sure what to do, but figured he’d start with her clit. She seemed to like what he did in the shower.
He flicked his tongue lightly along her lips and up to her clit, barely brushing it. He felt her muscles tense up. Erin ran her fingers through his hair, pushing him farther between her legs. He licked her clit with more force this time, and continued, building up a slow, steady rhythm. She was breathing heavily, letting out soft moans and sighs.
Then Kyle ran his index finger along her dripping wet lips, sliding it into her pussy up to the second knuckle. He gently worked one, then two fingers all the way into his sister.
Erin’s breathing was more ragged, and her moans got louder. She pulled gently at his head, bringing his face back up to hers. She spread her legs wider and took his cock in her hand, sliding it along the entrance to her pussy, until he was slick with her juices.
“Erin, should we,” Kyle stammered. “I mean–uh, a condom? Maybe?”
Erin smiled up at her brother and pushed the head of his cock into her well-lubricated pussy.
“Don’t worry,” she said, staring straight into his eyes, which began to close involuntarily. “I’ve been on the pill for a year.”
Kyle was too lost in the feeling of penetrating her to form a coherent response. Instead, he slowly pushed deeper.
Erin felt every inch of her brother’s dick sliding deeper into her body. When he was completely buried inside her, she wrapped her arms and legs around him, pulling him as close as she could.
“I love you Kyle,” she whispered. “I’ll never leave you.”
Kyle kissed her deeply, and started to grind against her, his body rubbing against her clit. Erin gasped, and pressed her fingers into his back. After a few strokes, Kyle pulled away, far enough to take one of her nipples into his mouth. While he was sucking on Erin’s breast, he started sliding his cock in and out of his sister’s dripping wet pussy.
Erin had never felt so good in her life. She’d masturbated before, even experimented with putting things in her pussy, but it never felt like this. Every time he pulled back, she was aching to feel her brother’s beautiful cock stretching her pussy. She ran her fingers down between his legs, gently squeezing his balls. She could tell he was getting close.
She wasn’t ready for him to cum yet, so she sat up, shifting her weight onto him. She pulled him close and they rocked back and forth on the couch, exploring each other’s mouths with their tongues.
Now they were both close to cumming. Erin pulled away from her brother, taking his face in her hands.
“Kyle,” Erin purred, laying back and putting her legs on his shoulders. “Give it to me hard.”
Kyle started to fuck his sister hard and slow, watching her gorgeous breasts bounce with each stroke, building up speed until their bodies were slamming together. Erin came first, she was screaming, and pulling him into her harder. Kyle pushed deep into his sister’s pussy and started to fill her with cum. He’d never felt it shoot out quite so hard. Kyle kept grinding against her, trying push deeper, and to make both their orgasms last longer.
Erin’s mind was lost in the feeling of her brother’s cum shooting into her. She felt every throb and pulse as Kyle emptied his balls deep inside of her. She felt her pussy eagerly sucking up every spurt, her body needed it.
After what seemed like hours, Kyle’s orgasm subsided, though his cock still throbbed and twitched with his heartbeat. He collapsed on top of his sister, now his lover. She stroked his head and whispered to him until his softened cock fell out of her. She could still feel his warm cum inside her, she savored the sensation.

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Diary

MY LOVER’S TOYBOY

“Do you like that baby? Are you enjoying having your cock sucked?” my lover asks.
“How long can you hold out for?

Fantasy

Something different

I posted this story before, but something went wrong with my account and it got lost. Hope you enjoy it. I always answer emails at var ek (at) not (dot) gd

True Story

Step Dad Brutally Takes My Virgin Pussy

For those of you who’ve read my previous stories you know that I left home at age 17 and this is the story why. Just to remind you, my name is Lucy and I’m 23, 5ft 5 with long thick blond hair, 32b breasts and I weigh about 110. I haven’t changed much in the last 6 years, my hair is a little shorter and my breast a little fuller, but other than that I’m much the same.

Fiction

Savannah

This is my first story if its rated well I might do another point of veiw

Fantasy

Angie & Amber

This is my sequel to a story I found on another forum a long time ago. There was no author’s name, so I can’t give credit where it’s due. If it gets a good response, perhaps I’ll post the second part.

Fiction

My Son’s Best Friend Part 1 The Beginning

My name is Jackie Falcone, I am 39, and live with my only son, Ricky, 16 years old. I have been divorced for 3 years, so Ricky is pretty much my life, as well as my professional career.
Ricky’s best friend is Zack, who lives nearby. They study together since young kids in K-12 and now they are in high school. They usually ride their bikes to school, but when the weather is bad one of Zack’s parents gives them a ride on their way to work and I pick them up. I am an architect and also do some handicraft, both from home, and I have more free time. Many times Zack stays with us after school to eat something and
to play games until early evening.
Last year, Ricky was doing badly in Chemistry and needed supplementary support after classes. I had to pick Zack up anyway, and I would return later to get Ricky. I was a bit late, so I decided not to change, even being dressed very casually at home. Zack was already waiting for me, jumped into the car and we came back home chatting. I noticed he was looking at me out of the corner of his eye. I consider myself an attractive woman: I work out, do Pilates and eat healthily, so I keep an elegant waist and firm ass over well shaped legs. I am very proud of my big boobs, which I value even more wearing generous cleavages sometimes.
He was chatting, but was also staring at my leggings and my top, and I remembered I was not wearing a bra and was probably making quite a show. My nipples hardened when I thought about that young man staring at my boobs, so it became even worse. I pretended not to notice and kept talking casually.
When we arrived home, I asked if he could help me bringing some new stuff to my studio in the attic before I fixed a sandwich for us. I thought about changing first, but after all he had seen anyway I decided to leave it that way. Anyway, I was feeling that situation very exciting. When he was helping me, I saw he kept his eyes fixed on my body, even trying to disguise it. When we both carried a big drawing board upstairs, he stared at my boobs and almost lost his balance. I smiled and he flushed when he saw I had noticed his looks. We finished what we had to do and went to the kitchen to eat something.
We had a sandwich and I was doing the dishes when he was clearing the table. Even with my back turned to him, I felt his piercing eyes staring at my ass and legs shaped by my tight leggings. He brought the glasses to the sink and when I turned to grab them I couldn’t avoid noticing an erection in his pants. I was in good mood and enjoying that, and told him to watch TV or a movie while he waited for Ricky to play a game. So he did, and went to the living room.
I finished what I had to do and went to the living room to kill some time before going back to school to pick Ricky up. Zack was watching cable, one of these silly teen movies, and when I came in a young cute blonde girl had removed her top and was showing her naked breasts. Zack became uneasy when I came in and changed his position in the couch, but I saw his erection coming back when I sat close to him. I decided to play and laughed, saying he must have been enjoying the scene with such a pretty girl. He was a bit shy, but immediately replied: “Ms. Falcone, she is pretty but too skinny, I don’t like women like that” and we kept watching. I noticed when he started staring at me again, trying to disguise his look and the volume in his pants.
Soon there was another girl in a sensual scene, a brunette showing somehow bigger boobs, and then showing her bare back while walking sensually away. I kept teasing him and asked if she was his type, and he replied “She is prettier, but I prefer women with bigger boobs, like…” and he flushed and shut up. “I see – I continued – like me?” and I smiled, so he would not be ashamed. He became more comfortable, smiled too, and agreed, said that I was a very beautiful woman and I was very hot and sexy dressed the way I was.
When he said that, he stared at me, particularly to my bosom, and I felt my nipples hardening again and pressing against the fabric of my top. The bulge in his pants reached maximum volume, and he didn’t try to hide it anymore. He sat back, looked at the TV, and simply showed his tent.
I felt a heat wave inside me, an erotic sense I hadn’t felt in years. I hadn’t had a date for a long time. I looked at his pants, smiled and said: “Well, I am not the only one looking hot.” He smiled back and apologized, saying he couldn’t avoid it. I told him not to worry, that it was very normal, particularly in his age. And I continued “and even in my age, why not?”
He kept staring at my boobs showing that big boner, and when he looked at me in the eyes like a child in need I decided to make a move: I took his hand and slowly placed it on my breast, over my top. He was instantly crazy: he came over me with both hands on my boobs, pressing and grabbing them, feeling their softness and volume. He came closer, pulled the back of my head with one hand, the other on my boob, and we kissed. There was no return. When we kissed and I let him play with my still dressed boob, I touched his erection over his pants, it was hard as iron and it seemed big.
He sneaked his hand under my top and touched my tit, than lifted it to release my boobs and started grabbing and kissing them. He moved from one to the other, looked marveled at their size, caressed, grabbed, pressed, licked, and sucked my hard nipples, he never stopped. I opened his pants, held his wet warm cock and took it out. I couldn’t hold it anymore. I stood up in front of him, threw out my top and sensually removed my leggings. I stood there, sexy in my small panties, looking at his hard cock for a while. I bent over and started kissing him again, my melons bouncing over him. He grabbed my ass and put a hand inside my panties, starting to touch my drenched pussy.
I was so hot! I needed more! I stood up again, staring at his hard dick drooling pre-cum, took off my panties, and sat at the couch, legs open. He understood and knelt between my legs, starting to lick my pussy. He was so aroused that he started too strongly, but I gave him some tips and soon it was wonderful: soft touches with the tip of the tongue in the clit, then went down along the pussy with all the tongue inside the vagina, opening the lips with his fingers, down near the asshole, then back to the clit. I told him to lick and then hold my clit with his lips, and he did it great. “Ms. Falcone – he said, muffled by my thighs and pussy – you taste so good, smell so good, you are so wet” and then he opened my vagina and licked me deeply, with big movements. I totally opened my legs and offered my pussy to that horny young man. When I looked down and saw him inside my legs, I did not resist and started to come, shaking, moaning, like crazy, until I fell back in the couch.
He stayed there for a while, touching, caressing me, looking at my body and my pussy, until he stood up and removed his pants and slips. His cock was big, cut, long, but not too thick. He approached me again, and I asked if he had a condom: I was in my fertile period. He looked like he was about to cry and said he hadn’t, he was a virgin and had no idea that it could happen. I told him to sit back and enjoy.
I knelt between his legs and licked the entire shaft, caressing his nut sack, pinching lightly his balls. I licked the red cockhead, cleaned the sticky fluids, and licked all the way down and started biting his balls. I licked up and down along his hard pulsing dick for a while, until I focused on the head: licked the tip, probed the orifice, and finally put the entire knob in my mouth and sucked it deep. First, only the head, then I started relaxing my throat and tried to accommodate as much cock as I could. I felt his hot cockhead deep inside my throat and massaged the base and about the half of his cock left outside.
He became more agitated, and I knew he was close: I increased my mouth and hand movements, sucked stronger, then he started moaning and I felt the first warm gush in my mouth. He kept coming and coming forever, I tried to swallow but it was too much, and salty cum leaked out of my mouth.
I stood up and kissed him so he could taste and smell his own cum from my mouth, and I felt mine still from his mouth. We hugged and stayed naked in the couch for a few minutes, catching our breath, until he said “Ms. Falcone, you are awesome.” “You will have to call me Jackie when we are alone now, Zack. You still have my cum in your mouth and I still taste yours” I replied, smiling. “I also came a lot. So, you never had any experience?” “No, I’m too shy with girls. I’ve made out a couple times, boobies, you know, she touched my cock, and that’s it. And they were tiny tits, nothing like yours. Playing with a pussy, being blown, coming with a woman like you, this is my first time.”
“That’s sweet, Zack. Let me freshen up and pick up Ricky, OK? Another time we can continue where we stopped.” I kissed him again and stood up. “By the way – I added – has Ricky had any experience like that?” “No, Jackie, he is even shyer than I am.”

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Broken Birds, Part 12, Reunion

Part 12
Reunion
The days slipped by as Shoshana healed quickly. It was a strange time of suspended lives as the harem waited for Shoshana and Alice to heal. Each day they exchanged messages about dreams, hopes and fears.
As the days passed, Beth became the leader of the women. Michael watched it, but did not interfere. Rachael and Shoshana were older, but welcomed the direction. Lynne seemed to have a way to avoid confrontation without hard feelings.
The harem adopted the reverse cowboy position as a staple. Many nights all three of them enjoyed Michael.
Shoshana seemed happier by the day. She could walk around and found she had a flair for jewelry design. Their rings arrived the day before they were to leave.
Two weeks and three days from her operation, Shoshana was cleared for limited travel. She had begun speaking, relearning how to move her tongue. Her voice seemed sultrier than before, but perhaps she was just relearning her tones.
Unfortunately, Alice still could not travel, so plans were delayed by two weeks.
The delay had hidden benefits. Shoshana and Rachael visited her doctors one last time the day before leaving. Unless she suffered some injury, she could have vaginal and anal sex in two weeks and oral sex any time.
Rafaela’s cast came off shortly before she and Alice left Mexico for the last time.
Shoshana had changed over the weeks since her operation. She and Lynne had grown closer, sharing their dreams and fantasies. Shoshana had witnessed the transformation in Lynne over the past weeks and knew she wanted the same thing.
Finally the day arrived to begin their odyssey.
When they left, Lynne cried, surprising everyone.
“It’s where I first made love,” she said simply.
Before they left, Michael gave the transmitter, Alice’s laptop and the encrypted machine to Tim. They would either be destroyed or taken to Europe after examination. Michael didn’t want anyone to know their location. The downside was that they would be out of contact with Rafaela.
After a short plane ride, the boarded another Escalade. They whisked through the ship’s boarding procedure with only carry on baggage. Their luggage was being shipped separately. When they got to their cabin, the closets had clothing suitable for the trip. Their suite had two bedrooms and two bathrooms, for five adults. Michael offered to take the fold out bed that got him an elbow from Beth.
“I’ll take the couch,” Shoshana volunteered, knowing she did not want to have any sex until she could have it all.
Oddly it was Lynne who went to her, “Sis, you’re one of us. How do you think I’ll feel when I can’t have sex after bearing your child? We’ll rotate.”
Shoshana did not hear the last part. When she learned she should not try to bear a child, she’d cried for two days. It took Michael most of that time to convince her that being unable to bear children was not the end of the world. Neither Beth nor Rachael could bear his children.
“What did you say, Kiddo?” she whispered, using Lynne’s childhood nickname.
Lynne smiled, seeing the pain in Shoshana’s eyes, ”Look, if the docs get your ovaries restarted, I’ll take one of your little fertilized eggs and give you a brat 9 months later,” she paused, mischief in her eyes, “But you’ll have to take care of it.”
Shoshana grabbed her younger sister and engulfed her in a hug, tears streaming from her eyes.
“Remember that when you are sucking my pussy with that pointed tongue, Sis, be gentle.” Lynne’s laughing eyes.
“I can’t wait!” Shoshana’s enthusiasm clear.
The first day out of port, they dressed for their dinner in clothes others had purchased. Michael refused to wear a tie, though he put one in his sports jacket pocket if it was required.
His companions were radiant. Rachael oozed class, her hair up, Rafaela’s medallion barely touching the cut of dress.
Lynne chose a brilliant, aqua dress, her hair pulled back, clearly showing her flawless, smooth skin. Her confidence grew daily as she realized she was really the center of this little universe. She was the baby factory.
Beth chose a simple black dress, offsetting her blonde beauty.
Shoshana set the standard. Her raven hair flowed over her bare shoulders. Her makeup screamed sensuality! Her breasts strained the clinging, white fabric; her elongated nipples apparent even through her bra. She was excited. She knew she looked beautiful.
“You are all so beautiful,” Michael said to the group.
Beth laughed, “Come on Dad, Shosh is the clear winner. She is gorgeous!”
Michael kissed Shoshana’s forehead, “Beth’s right, you’re incredibly beautiful.”
Rachael’s heart sang as she saw Shoshana’s back straighten a little.
Michael took Shoshana’s hand and led his harem to dinner.
The days on the ship were fun, but tense. They did not disembark at the other ports, but waited impatiently for Montego Bay.
As they disembarked in Montego Bay, Michael saw a huge man holding a sign with the arranged code name.
The large Land Rovers sped north towards Negril. Michael sat in the second vehicle between Beth and Shoshana, his arms around them both. Rachael and Lynne sat behind them.
The convoy sped along new roads, bypassing “Ganja Bridge.” A shame, Michael thought, he remembered a time in another life.
Michael and Beth’s mother, Vika, met when he was 17 and she a year younger. Both had demanding sex drives, which made it odd that they waited a month to consummate their relationship. Vika later explained to him that she wanted to wait until she could feel his unsheathed cock in her the first time they made love, so she had to wait until the pill had taken effect.
For two years, they fucked like bunnies. In the process their love and dedication to each other grew. Like everything, though, sex became routine. They married at age 20, Beth being born a year later. After many years of marriage and monogamous sex, they decided to try something new. They went to Hedo II and discovered a new life!
A year later, Vika was dead, Michael thought bitterly.
“What’s wrong Michael,” Shoshana asked, seeing the pain in his eyes. Her empathic sense was finely tuned to Michael’s moods and thoughts. Beth heard and looked at her father.
“Dad?”
“Remember the vacation your Mom and I took about a year before she died?” Beth nodded. “We came to Jamaica.”
‘Shit,’ Beth thought, ‘If I’d known that, I’d have chosen the DR! Shit.’
“You never talked about that vacation,” Beth said, indirectly begging for forgiveness.
“We didn’t want you to know. We went to Hedo,” he said trying and failing to suppress a smile. “I have lots of good memories from here. I just miss her sometimes.”
Lynne and Rachael had leaned forward and were listening.
“You and Mom were swingers?” a surprised Beth blurted.
“Yep. But I’ve only made love to five women in my life,” he turned to look at Shoshana, “soon to be six.”
He kissed Shoshana while moving the hand around her shoulders to cup her breast. He could feel her elongated nipples demand release while the pointed tongue explored his mouth.
By silent agreement, Michael, Beth, Rachael and Lynne poured affection and love into Shoshana. She knew it, but reveled in the attention and joy.
Finally they turned onto a dirt road leading to a huge plantation house in the middle of a mown field.
While the guards wrestled with their baggage, Michael led the girls inside.
Rafaela sat outwardly quiet as she saw her new family for the first time. She was dressed in a gaily flowered, sleeveless, blouse and very tight shorts that showed the curve of her ass.
She rose and started slowly, moving to Michael. Her restraint broke. She launched herself into his arms. As she hugged him, she heard, “Group hug!” and felt more arms around her body, breasts pressing against her.
Alice stood to the side, clearly nervous. Beth broke away from the group and strode toward her. Alice recoiled, thinking Beth was going to hit her.
Beth’s left arm circled Alice’s waist, pulling her close. Her right hand grabbed Alice’s hair, bringing Alice’s face to her. For a second, Beth looked deep into Alice’s eyes. Beth’s eyes blazed with lust as her lips found Alice’s.
The passionate kiss broke as Beth was pried from Alice.
“My turn.” Lynne said seriously.
Rachael next. Then Shoshana.
Michael and Rafaela stood near, watching, smiling.
As Shoshana finished, Rafaela pushed him forward. He approached Alice, searching her eyes. She met him, looking up in question. He put his arm around her and she seemed to melt. He knew this had to be gentle, so he touched her lips with fingertips first, just grazing the sensitive skin. Her lips trembled against his lips when they touched. Her body swayed against him. He caressed her cheek, a sensual, soft touch.
When they broke, her eyes pleading and confused. She still leaned against him.
“Wow! That was intense. I want you to do that to me!” Shoshana gasped.
Lynne started clapping and the others joined in. Michael laughed. Alice blushed. He gave her ass a gentle squeeze and she winced.
As the guards brought in their luggage, Rafaela led them into the large dining room. Three bottles of champagne and a pitcher of orange juice arrived.
While the girls sat at one end of an enormous table, Michael retrieved his briefcase from the living room.
When he returned, the chair at the head of the table waited with Beth and Rafaela flanking him, a flute of Mimosa in front of his seat.
“As our man,” Rafaela said, “the first toast is yours.”
Michael thought for a moment, stood and said, “To our new family.” Six smiling women drank with him.
Michael noticed Lynne’s hand on Rafaela’s thigh.
Rafaela stood next and toasted, “To my new sisters and my forever man.”
Beth next, “To my sisters and the love of my life, my dad.” Michael misted a little with that one.
Lynne, “To the harem and its man!”
Rachael, “To our love.”
Shoshana, “To our future together.”
Finally everyone looked to Alice. She rose a bit unsteady, “To new beginnings!”
Food arrived. Fish and lobster tails, fresh from the sea, vegetables from nearby farms, steak, and shrimp. A fabulous feast.
The table exploded as five people sought answers from Rafaela and Alice. While they had been happy in Charlotte, it had been very boring. Now they wanted to know everything about their new sisters.
Michael put his briefcase on his lap and opened it.
He took out two small ring boxes. Shoshana grabbed them, “Let me tell them.”
He gave a faint nod.
“Rafaela and Alice. We know we can’t all marry Michael and anyway it wouldn’t be legal since we can’t use our real names. So we came up with these,’ Shoshana held up her right hand to show her ring, and continued, “a commitment ring. We wear it on our left ring finger after we’ve made love with him and on our right if we’re just engaged,” she said smiling broadly, “but if you put it on, it’s a promise that you will make love to all of us, including Michael.” She looked directly at Alice.
Shoshana had been in private communication with Alice, so she knew the answer. Alice just didn’t know how to ask Michael.
She handed each their ring. Smiling into Michael’s eyes, Rafaela slid the ring on her left ring finger.
Everyone looked at Alice. She locked eyes with Michael, saw the kindness, and slid the ring on her right ring finger.
“Yes!” Lynne exulted with an exaggerated fist pump.
Beth jumped up, ran around the table and threw her arms around Alice whispering in her ear, “Don’t go totally hetero on us, we all want to be with you.”
Alice giggled.
They finished eating and refreshed their drinks.
“I think there is some other news,” Rafaela said first looking around the table to be sure she had everyone’s attention before turning to Michael, “I am afraid I cannot have my scars repaired for at least 8 months. It might hurt our baby.”
Dead silence, then an explosion of joy from around the table.
‘Rape victims react differently to a child, a being they can trust and love absolutely and without fear,’ Alice thought. Nor was she immune. She’d just known the news for a few days.
“But I thought…”
The puzzle in his head rearranged. Peter sent him to Mexico without a real reason, except to help Rafaela recover from a horrific rape. BS. He sent me to impregnate his daughter.
Rafaela watched him as his brain worked, a silly smile on her face. He rose and looked down into adoring eyes. He kissed her, a kiss of love.
A very rare bubble of joy surrounded this group of broken birds after all the pain.
Lynne grabbed Shoshana’s hand and crooked her head indicating she wanted to speak privately with her older sister.
“Shosh, I know you want to wait until you can give Michael everything, but I’d like all of us to be together tonight. I need you, Sis. Please?”
“So long as I can still give everything to Michael on my first night, I’d love to join. I really want to be with Alice. It’s been soooooooo long.”
Lynne nodded and as she reentered the room, she called out, “Harem night.”
Beth looked out the window, seeing the bright daylight, “Harem day, too.”
Rachael explained to Rafaela while Beth explained to Alice.
“Then I have a surprise for you, sisters,” Rafaela said, laughter in her voice, as she led them through the house to the master bedroom. Three king beds had been joined along the far wall, with two, separate baths.
“Dibs on first shower,” Beth called as she ran to get her bag.
Michael showered, shaved, brushed his teeth and popped a blue pill. He washed it down with champagne. He took one of several silk robes that hung on hooks in the huge bathroom.
Though he knew what was about to happen, he found himself trembling with nervousness.
Rafaela waited for him in the center of the enormous bed, obviously naked under the thin sheet, her dark hair pulled into a ponytail. Her eyes still smoldered with need, but also with a new softness. He slid onto the bed beside her. He levered himself on one elbow, looking into her eyes as he slid his hand beneath the sheet, his palm rubbing circles on her belly.
He slowly leaned over her and placed his lips on hers. Knowing the passion would come later; he tried to pour all his love into the kiss.
Alice entered from the second bathroom, her transformation nothing short of sensational. She wore a thin, black silk robe that dragged a bit on the floor. Her clear blue eyes highlighted by black eyeliner, her lips a sultry red. She wore a long blonde wig.
She smiled at Michael, “My alter ego,” she said chuckling. As she climbed on the bed, she explained, “I know I could have you all to myself one night, but I want to give myself to everyone and, honestly, I may need help. After my rape, I never let another man touch me.” She giggled, “I do want you to come in my pussy, though.”
Slowly she climbed beside him, atop the sheet. As they kissed, he felt Rafaela’s hand on his shoulder, gently urging him to Alice. He found her robe tie and untied it, throwing her robe open. Her pale body still showed angry lines where Miguel’s belt had opened her flesh. The surgeon said they would fade to nothing, but that took time.
He laid her on her back, levered on his right elbow and opened the robe completely. Her breasts had an enchanting shape, full and firm and topped with pink aureoles and small nipples. Her body showed the effects of lifelong exercise and the care she had taken with her skin. She had a pale landing patch that seemed natural for her.
A gentle knock and Lynne cried, “You started without us! No fair!” She came rushing into the room, threw off her robe and dove onto the bed. “God, Alice, you look incredible…Oh my God!” Up close she could see the red lines, “we’ll have to be very gentle with you!”
By now everyone was on the bed. Beth looked at Rafaela still hidden under the sheet,
”Hey Momma, you shy?” Then more kindly, “We’ve all got scars, Honey.”
Rafaela realized this was a moment of commitment. She slipped higher so she could get her legs out from the sheet on which everyone was lying.
Rachael began to slowly caress Rafaela’s mutilated breast, tracing the scars with her fingertips, then reached down to gently lick the dark aureole. Rafaela moaned softly, her hand now on the back of Rachael’s head, encouraging her to do more. Rachael sucked the little nipple and it grew hard.
Lynne moved between Rafaela’s legs,
The aroma of sex began to fill the room.
Michael concentrated on Alice, knowing that she was probably terrified. He could not have been more wrong. For the first time in her life, she trusted a man.
She gently pushed him onto his back, her eyes afire with lust and need. Staring into his eyes “Let me give you my virginities, Michael. I’ve been waiting far too long.”
She lay beside him. A kiss, filled with passion and need, Michael’s hands cupping her breast, enticing her little nipples to hardness, his other hand moving toward her ass.
She pulled back, “Don’t hold back,” she cried fiercely, “Love me.”
He let his hand roam her ass, feeling the ridges of healing scars.
Someone pushed his hand away. Shoshana gently parted Alice’s legs and then pulled her ass cheeks apart, beginning to caress her puckered starfish with her pointed tongue. Alice’s eyes snapped open. She squealed with delight. Shoshana then pushed her up a little so she could slip beneath and had access to Alice’s love button.
Alice rose off Michael, placing her hands on his chest as she moaned and closed her eyes feeling incredible pleasure as Shoshana’s tongue explored her womanhood. Her breath became ragged. Her head dropped, long blonde hair hiding her face.
Shoshana sucked Alice’s clit into her mouth hard and began to trace circles around the engorged little button.
“Oh my God” Over and Over.
Shoshana bit down gently while inserting her thumb into Alice’s pussy and a finger into her ass.
YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!
Beth had the head of Michael’s cock deep in her throat, trying to milk it. Hearing Alice climax, Beth slowly and reluctantly relinquished his cock.
Shortly after Alice came, Rafaela succumbed to Rachael’s talented tongue and fingers. Beth donned a robe and left the room for a few minutes, returning with seven glasses, three bottles of champagne and one carton of juice.
They toasted each other silently.
Alice looked at Michael. “Make me a woman.”
It was during this period that the group chose new identities. To change names at this point in the story would be confusing and disruptive, so I’ve chosen to keep the names unchanged.

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DONT SPEAK

I’m naked as you walk to me, I hold you close and tell youDON’T SPEAK
I pull you into the room and quietly undress youDONT SPEAK
I take your hardness into my handsDONT SPEAK
I squeeze and pull and in your eyes I see your desire, you’re dripping all over my handDONT SPEAK
I lead you to the bed and push you onto your backDONT SPEAK
I take you into me and ride you into complete submissionDONT SPEAK
I feel my climax coming as my walls squeeze you,I ride the waves of ecstacyDONT SPEAK
Our breathing is labored, my eyes are closed, I hear you grunt as you erupt inside of meDONT SPEAK
I fall to the side of you and you hold me close, you rub my back and I tell youDONT SPEAK

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Fantasy

My dream girl- part 4

As I was enjoying the pleasure from being devoured by these 2 gorgeous women, I decided to push Sidney off of my dick and onto her back and quickly lined up my dick into her beautiful pussy. Trish straddled Sidney’s face, she took the hint and began to lick her pussy while I fucked her. They both began to moan with pleasure, Sidney’s pussy was sopping wet, my dick was easily sliding in and out of her pussy. I began to fuck her very hard, each time burying my dick into her pussy. Causing her to moan with each thrust, I wish I could live in this exact moment forever. Sidney then put her hands on Trish’s fat ass, pulling her in harder to her mouth, Trish then began to convulse violently, she was having an orgasm. Sidney’s face was now soaked with Trish’s pussy juice. This ordeal sent Sidney over the edge, her pussy began to convulse on my dick, moans were coming from everyone.
I began to cum, shooting deep into Sidney’s pussy, I pulled out of her after my orgasm, Trish, seeing that I pulled off, quickly turned around, they began 69 one another. Trish began to suck on her pussy, “Mhhmmmm, your cum tastes so good Kyle!” She gathered all of the juices she possibly could, turned to face Sidney, bent over her mouth, letting all of the juices drop into Sidney’s awaiting mouth. They were swapping my cum, how could this get even better you ask? They stuck their tongues out and started touching one another’s. I must have died and gone to heaven.
Shortly after they stopped making out with each other, we all collapsed on the bed. We were utterly exhausted, we all got under the blankets and passed out next to each other completely naked.
I was awoken by Sidney sucking my dick. I looked at the clock, 3 am. Holy shit, can she not get enough? I watched as her head bobbed up and down my raging hard on. Complete ecstasy was an understatement. I continued to enjoy my blow job, when Trish began to stir, she slowly awakened and begin to realize what was going on.
“Hey, the least you two could have done was wake me up!” She quickly gathered herself, got to her knees and pulled Sidney’s head off my dick and kissed her in a deep passionate sort of way. They stopped their kiss and both began to attack my dick. Trish sucking my dick and running her hand up and down my shaft while Sidney sucked on my balls. It wasn’t long before I was cumming, I pulled my dick out of Trish’s mouth and began to shoot my cum on both of their faces. Trish getting the worst of it, Sidney seeing this, “That’s not fair, I want some.” She said this as she got up and started licking my cum off of this beautiful middle aged woman. They licked each other’s faces until there wasn’t a speck of my cum on either one’s.
We passed out again, this time for the rest of the night. We woke up, took a shower together, I fucked them both again. She made us breakfast. As we sat at the table, I began to finger Sidney under the table, Trish left the room to get “something” and I continued to finger Sidney as she at her breakfast, every so often she would let a moan escape from her lips as she at her food. When all of the sudden someone pushed my hand away from her pussy, I looked under the table, it was Trish, apparently she army crawled all the way around from the other room, just so she wouldn’t be seen by her son Tyler. I can live with that, she ate Sidney out for the next 5 minutes until Tyler got up and said, “MOM, get the fuck out from under the table, as if I didn’t hear you guys last night.” Are fun quickly ended and we got up and left after wards.
We left the house and quickly pushed Sidney against the side of my car, no neighbors, so who cares right? I kissed her and began to feel all over her body, running my hands up to her luscious breasts, fondling them right in public. I bent her over, and pulled her dress up to her waist, good thing she had no panties on, I rammed my dick into her so hard she screamed. I screwed her as hard as I could, hoping we could finish quickly, if by some odd chance, someone would see pull up the half mile long driveway and see us there screwing like animals. I pulled her hair, slapped her gorgeous ass, did everything I could for my own pleasure. I continued to ram her as hard as I could, when her back arched and she began to orgasm, her pussy convulsed on my dick, however I just couldn’t cum no matter how wonderful a feeling I had right at that moment. I pulled her hair harder, and started to jack hammer her. I got this funny feeling we were being watched, I turned to look at the house, and saw my buddy there watching us. He was clapping and laughing hysterically. I pulled out of her and got into the car.
I drove to Sidney’s house to drop her off, all the while being sucked off by her. I told her we were getting close to her house, she sucked even harder, this was more than enough for to cum. I shot my load deep into her throat and she swallowed it all. We got to the front of her house and she turned to me and said, “I had a great time Kyle, wanna come have dinner with my family tonight?” I kissed her and slapped her beautiful ass as she got out of the car.
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