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“I have new person I can send over for your pleasure if you would like that,” Keri’s friend said over the phone. “This one could really stretch your levels of sexual enjoyment and experience.”

A Summer’s Surprise (Part 1)

I was nineteen in 1993, having just come home from a shitty year at college. To be honest, I hadn’t gone any further than kissing or heavy petting at the time, and this summer would change all of that. Anyway, this is my first attempt at something like this. Thanks for reading.

My Stepsister Pt. 1 – Katelyn

Kendra and Katelyn are my two stepsisters. My mom and their dad have been dating for about two years before tying the knot last year. I’m a freshman in college, Kendra is a senior in high school while Katelynn being the youngest is a sophomore.
At first, our parents kept their relationship relatively low key, probably trying to be considerate for our feelings. My mom divorced my dad five years ago because in her words, he wasn’t financially dependable. I personally thought he was a great dad and that divorcing someone because they didn’t make enough money made my mom out to be a gold digger in my eyes, especially since her new husband is wealthy. He seems like a nice guy but something about him comes off as nothing more than a horny white guy with an Asian fetish since my mom acts like the typical Japanese pornstar sometimes. Every word that comes out of this guy is smug and rife with pretentiousness. I always feel like he looks down on me. He’s fifteen years older than my mom with kids younger than I am. I never acknowledge this man as my father, not even my stepfather. If it weren’t for the fact that I’m attending school here, I would be living with my father. I thought about staying on residence but I rather save up the money.
Thankfully my new stepsisters were a bit more bearable, especially Katelyn. I get along well with them. I’ve known Kendra for a bit now since we were in the same high school for three years before I graduated. She’s one of the more popular girls at school. You know the type, blonde, blue eyes, fair skin and a huge rack. I’m in good physical shape and was on the basketball team so she and I saw eye to eye more often than not. She can be a bit catty like most popular girls but overall, she’s genuinely a sweet girl. Katelyn on the other hand is the complete opposite; a skinny little bookworm who only cares about her studies and unlike Kendra, she only has two friends she hangs out with on a regular basis. Though by high school standards, she’s not on the top of anyone’s list, she can be quite the playful teenager. We have fun joking around in the house and she acts like the typical smarty-pants female best friend. We never argue, even when we disagree on any matters. She’s always plopping around on my bed and I can tell that she’s had a bit of a crush on me at first.
The only thing in common between Kendra and Katelyn looks wise is their creamy fair skin, dirty blond hear and blue eyes. Besides that, one wouldn’t be able to tell that they’re sisters. Like I said, Kendra is bigger, with an amazing rack, one that I’m guessing is 38D in size and she has retained a bit of baby fat that makes her curvaceous. Katelyn is quite tall for her age, even taller than Kendra is, but she’s a skinny little girl with longer face and a pointed chin compared to Kendra’s round face with puffier cheeks and dimples. Kendra’s D cup breasts can barely contain themselves in her tank tops that are always showing off a hint of cleavage while Katelyn is as flat as a prepubescent boy. She’s so flat that she doesn’t even own a bra. No one at school really notices since she’s always wearing a sweater. While most girls her age has had boobs since junior high, at fifteen years old and still flat-chested, she has lost hope.
I moved back to my dad’s for the summer after my freshman year and when I returned a few months later for the beginning of the new school year, something seems different. Katelyn is not her usual chippy self and she seems a bit distant. She’s always hiding in her room nowadays. With her birthday is coming up, I decide to get her a present for her sweet sixteen. I decide to get her an outfit that will highlight her fun nature, something that almost no one at school seems to notice. Since we’re in California and it’s always nice and warm, she shouldn’t always be wearing those ridiculous sweaters of hers all the time. I look around a few places at the mall and I find a nice pink tank top that will show off her slender figure.
A few days later, Katelyn is celebrating her birthday at home with two of her girl friends, who invited two more girls and two scrawny little guys, playing games like Truth or Dare and Spin the Bottle. One of them is pimply faced with braces and I wonder if the birthday girl was forced to do anything with him. That night, when the party’s over and her friends leave, I decide to give Katelyn her present. I knock on the door of her room. I hear a slight grunt.
“Everything okay?” I ask her.
“Just a minute!” she yells.
A moment later, she opens up a small crack, poking her head out, wearing an oversized wollen sweater and sweat pants.
”What’s up?” she asks, looking a little flustered.
“Hey kiddo, I got you a present for your birthday. Hope you like it.”
“Oh, awesome! Thanks, Johnny.”
Just as she’s about to close her door, I ask her “Aren’t you going to try it on and see how it looks?”
She seems nervous about letting me in.
“What? You don’t have to be embarrassed. I’ve seen your unicorns,” I joked.
She relents and opens the door to let me in. Her room is pink all over with plush unicorns, giant bears and other stuffed animals all over. She has a pink bed with purple bedsheets and covers.
“I’ll just change in the bathroom,” she says.
She takes the bag containing the shirt and runs into her personal bathroom to change. She’s taking longer than usual to change into a tank top so I pace myself in her room to distract myself. Nothing seems out of the ordinary until I spot a tiny dildo on the corner of her desk, hidden until a plush frog. What is she doing with that, I wondered. She must’ve been pleasuring herself in the room before I came in and that’s why she’s nervous about letting me in. Poor little bookworm was afraid I would find out. Or maybe she wanted to get back to her fun instead of having me distract her.
“Katelyn, are you okay? What’s taking so long?”
“I’m…fine,” she says.
“Are you going to come out soon?”
“Yah, just a minute.”
She opens the door and walks out in her sweater again.
“I don’t think it’s right for me,” she says.
“What do you mean? I checked your size and I know it fits you. Come on, what’s wrong with it?” I ask.
“It’s a bit small…”
“No way. Let me see.”
“It’s kind of embarrassing…” she mutters.
“Katelyn, what’s embarrassing is a pretty girl like you always wearing a sweater in the Californian heat,” I tell her. “If you really hate it, I’ll return it but at least let me see what’s wrong with it.”
After a moment of hesitation, she relents and she pulls her sweater over her head to reveal her tank top underneath. The now sixteen year old standing in front of me looks different. Her face is the same with her blond hair flowing down the sides and her pointed chin. But then I notice that her nipples are poking out from under her shirt.
Then, I realize what has been going on the last few weeks. Katelyn went through some weird growth spurt, and her breasts are now much bigger than before and now she’s spilling out the top. Even on the sides, her breasts are swelling out from her narrow shoulder straps. Her nipples must have grown in size with them and are protruding obviously from under her shirt. No wonder she was shy about removing her sweater. It’s nothing that a bra can’t fix but as she’s been flat chested this whole time and always wore a sweater, she doesn’t have any bras! The new tank makes her new boobs look like they want to explode. And with this new growth spurt, her hormones must be flying all over the place, hence the masturbation. Her chest must have been swelling more and more everyday. Katelynn looks nervous.
“Holy…looks like I can’t call you kiddo anymore.”
“Great, now you’re teasing me too,” she says.
“No no, I just didn’t expect such a change over two months of being away.”
“I look ridiculous, don’t I?” Katelyn’s little hands try to cover her breasts unsuccessfully. Her nipples are rock hard, poking out and I find myself unable to stop staring down at her breasts, occasionally looking back up to her eyes. I notice that her hips have grown as well with fully developed thighs and a much more curvy butt.
”Guess that’s why you’ve been playing with your new toy,” I say, gesturing towards her stuffed frog, surprising her.
“Johnny! You went through my stuff?”
“I didn’t mean to. I was just looking and I saw it sticking out from under the frog on your desk.”
Katelyn blushes.
I look at my stepsister standing before me, her slender legs standing together. She’s definitely going to be a treat for the boys at school now. From what I can tell, her breasts are probably a large B cup but on her slender skinny body, they look much bigger than they are. My eyes are drawn to her chest. She looks like she has trouble breathing, as every breath brings about drastic rhythms of expansion and contraction on her chest.
“So when you were playing Truth or Dare, did that pimple faced kid get to see these?” I joking ask.
“Ewww…Larry is gross. I would never do anything with him,” she says with a smile, still blushing.
“I guess so. A pretty girl like you deserves a better guy,” I tell her.
Katelyn is breathing so hard, it’s as if her heart will burst out from the inside. I take my hands and cup her chest. Katelyn moans as I gently praze my thumb over the protruding points on her chest.
“You like that?” I ask and she nods.
“They’ve been really sensitive lately,” she explains. “Even putting a shirt on makes me feel really good.”
“Your hormones must be driving you nuts,” I tell her. “Want me to help you relieve some of it?” I ask.
She looks at me for a moment.
“Are you taking advantage of little girls?” she jokingly asks.
“Do you want to be taken advantage of?” I ask back.
She laughs. I gently brush my hand lightly against her bosom, indicating that I would like to pleasure her if she will let me. She nods.
I give her a kiss as I cup my hands on her breasts. Her lips are thin but delicate and we playfully smooch while I gently massage her new rack. The sensation from the shirt rubbing against her must be driving her wild for she’s breathing harder and harder. I can feel a slight shudder in between her lips.
I lift her arms and pull her shirt over her head, revealing a great set of large B cup boobs with diamond hard nipples that are pink and well defined. Fully erect and poking out at one inch long, those nips are ripe for the picking. I playfully surround each one with the sides of my index and middle fingers, tugging at them gently.
“Nice and pink, just like you room,” I tease.
I brush my finger tops gently over the erect nipples before bringing my head down and clamp onto Katelyn’s right breast. Her warm creamy smooth skin feels like silk. She’s now shivering and her areolas are forming goosebumps. I swirl my tongue along the goosebumps on her areola as I put pressure on the protruding nipple before licking up the length of the nipple itself and putting my front teeth over it with just the tiniest bit of pressure. Once that boob is fully in my mouth, I start gently sucking, pushing and pulling the erect nipple in and out from my teeth while licking the tip of the erection with my tongue.
“You like that?” I ask with a boob in my mouth.
“Oh yes…it feels so good,” she moans.
Katelyn is now in complete bliss from the pleasure as she cradles my head, her fingers running through my hair as I suck that delicious tit. What a great boob. I start sucking hard now, drawing high pressure suction from inside my mouth. After a few minutes, I release my grip and start slurping the tip. Her nipple is now bright cherry red, tingling and bruised. Katelyn looks at me and points me to her other breast. I repeat this cycle of rhythmic titty sucking, nibbling and swallowing that wonderful tit. Her nipples shine under the light.
I pull off her sweat pants and soaked panties, placing my fingers on her fire-hot vagina. Her small thin patch of silky pubic hair barely contains that engorged pearl of a clitoris. I stroke the crevice of her vaginal opening with my finger while my mouth is on her left boob. Her chest heaves with every breath. I can feel Katelyn’s vaginal vibrations forcing out spasm of juice and I pull her towards the bed and lay her down. I continue to work on her breast as I stick my fingers an inch into her pussy while using my thumb to rub her clit. By now, Katelyn’s eyes are half shut and her face flushed red. “Oh Johnny,” she whispered. “This…is…amazing…” I continue to lick her breasts, working my way up her neck to kiss her on the lips which she reciprocates with full passion.
Her breasts and both nipples are now swollen red and tender. I give one final gentle lick with my tongue, running it down her stomach towards my pearl buffet.
“Wait til you see what’s next,” I tell her. “This will feel even better.”
“Better than my toy?” she teases.
“Much better.”
I part her legs and kiss my way down her stomach towards her crotch. Her shiny wet clit is like an oyster in a clam, just waiting to be devoured.
I blow a cool breeze on her damp pussy hair which sends shivers down her legs and she twitches. I get on my knees and with my warm breath ready, I salivate at the sight of her juices clinging to every nook and cranny of her delicate folds. Katelyn is excited and moans. I explore her new slender legs, kissing my way up her left thigh that are creamy white and meaty. She has a really narrow slit with little protrusion of skin. I use my thumbs to widen her pussy folds to expose the inner fleshy pink lips as she spreads her legs even wider. I dig my face deep in and inhale. The scent is quite exquisite and I reach my tongue out and start lapping up all the juices.
“You taste so sweet,” I tell her. “And you smell just like perfume.”
I move my mouth up and down that vaginal slit, concentrating on her clitoral button every time I reach the top. As I slurp up every ounce of juice, more and more come flying out. Her snatch is like a tiny little soup bowl waiting for me to devour. I notice her pink little butthole and using the tip of my tongue, I caress the anal opening, which surprises her as she didn’t expect me to do it. I flick my tongue in circular motion around her fresh and pink butthole, licking it as I use my fingers to rub her vaginal slit. It’s not before long that I start missing her pussy again so I move up and start sucking on her clit like I did with her nipples earliers and that sends a shockwave up her body as it is now super sensitive from all the pleasure I am giving her. I wholeheartedly slurp and nourish myself on such a delicious pearl.
“Oh god, Johnny…you’re going to make me cum,” she says.
With one hand, I put my fingers in her cunt and start pumping them in and out while slurping her swollen clit and the other hands starts flicking one of her nipples in rapid back and forth motion that overstimulates her. Her trembling legs can barely contain themselves to remain wide open.
“Oh, Johnny! It feels so good. I can’t believe it!” Katelyn cries out.
Her cunt vibrates as I ram my fingers in and out while licking up her remaining juices and without notice, she lets out a big scream with an explosive tidal wave of pleasure that blasts its way out from the crevice of her cunt all over my face and into my mouth. Her hands clutch my hair hard, jamming my face into her pussy as I swallow what seems like a gallon of pussy juice.
I crawl my way back up to her and lay down, my tongue absolutely exhausted.
“Wow, that was amazing! I’ve never felt so much pleasure from anything. It’s like…what have I been missing all my life?” Katelyn pants as she curls up next to me. She gives me a kiss on the lips and I proceed to make out with my little stepsister. After ten minutes, we both collapse on the soaked bed. I wonder if Kendra heard any of that.
“Do you want more?” I ask her.
“Of course! I don’t think it’s fair that only I got such pleasure,” Katelyn says.
She unbuttons my shirt to reveal my toned Japanese body, an athletic build of muscle and ab lines running all over. Once she lays eyes on how shapely I am, she gets excited. She kisses me all over my body as she pulls off my pants. I am now crazy hard for this girl and she pulls my boxer briefs off, practically ripping them off, exposing my penis. She looks in awe.
“Ooh, I’ve never seen a real one before. Only pictures,” she says.
She strokes the shaft to get it going. To help the process, she brings her face to my chest and starts slurping on a nipple.
“Let’s see if it feels as good for you as it did for me,” she says.
“I doubt it,” I tell her. “But it still feels pretty good.”
She uses her tongue to rapidly brush around my nipple in a circular motion, occasionally giving it a quick pulling suck with her lips.
“Do you want to lie down or stand up?” she asks.
I decide to stand up so I can see her perform the deed. I can tell she’s impressed with my cock. Standing at seven inches erect and nicely trimmed with a throbbing head that is smooth. Her mouth waters as she brings her face closer and wraps her lips around the tip of the head, giving the crack a gentle flick with her tongue, causing me to leak some pre-cum. Katelyn looks up at me with shining eyes as she sucks up the pre-cum leaking from his cock.
“Mmm…yummy,” she says looking up at me.
She places her hands on my ass, squeezing my butt cheeks as her head bops in and out while her tongue is constantly swirling around the sensitive tip of the head. I gently place my hands on Katelyn’s head
“Yes…That’s it, Katelyn. You’re doing great.”
She manages to get a little more than half of it in her mouth. She increases speed as she slides my cock between her lips. She wraps her lips around the base of the head and continuing to swirl the tip with her tongue, she applies pressure with suction, drawing my creamy cum out. This feels absolutely delightful. I reach down and gently pull her nipples, which are still majorly sensitive from the workout I gave it earlier and she squeals with my cock in her wet mouth. I can feel the shaft getting extremely lubricated and moist. I gently sway my hips back and forth to face fuck my stepsister.
Katelyn brings herself up to kiss me on the lips while she plays with my right nipple and cock with her hands. I lay her back down again and spread her legs apart as I approach her to penetrate her missionary style.
“Be gentle,” she says. “It is my first time.”
“I think your toy did all the hard work for me,” I tell her.
And my guess is right. She’s tight but her masturbating has broken the hymen inside her pussy and I gently thrust my way past her lips into that warm tight crevice. I pin her arms down with my hands and I start slow, going in and out gently as she moans from having a full sized blood filled cock pumping in and out of her pussy. I could hear a slushing noise as I thrust from the juices that she’s producing. As I start to work faster, I decide to use my mouth to continue pleasuring her. I give a kiss at first before working towards her body again, licking the nerves along her underboob and moving my way up and around those swollen nipples. I occasionally nibble those erect nipples of hers, which drives her wild. I can feel the moisture from her pussy clinging to my cock.
“Oh my god, your dick feels so good in my pussy,” she cries.
I look down and my cock is now coated with her creamy cum.
“Do you want to taste how sweet you are?” I ask her.
She nods immediately. I pull out my dick from her pussy and kneeling over her face, I place my cock in her mouth and she licks up every bit of cream in delight.
“How does it taste?” I ask her.
“Mmm…it’s good,” she moans with my cock in her mouth.
“You’re such a yummy girl,” I tell her.
A few minutes later, I can feel the pressure building in my balls and it’s starting to run along from the base of my shaft.
“Are you ready for me?” I ask her. “I want you to taste my cum too.” Her wet lips glistened.
“Yes,” she moans. “Give it to me.”
Katelyn continues to suck my cock with pressure.
“Open wide,” I tell her.
She opens her mouth, sticks her tongue out and rapidly jerks me off. The pressure is now building faster and running up along the shaft.
“Here it comes!” I announce to her.
And after some quick tugs, my cock spurts out hot creamy cum all over Katelyn’s face and into her mouth. I’ve never felt so much cum come out at once. It’s insane. Her face is coated and she nearly chokes on the rush of the load going down her throat. Even then, she’s not finished and she wraps her lips around my shaft to continue bopping in and out with pressure and suction, drawing blood into my shaft. My hard on doesn’t fade as a result and she doesn’t stop. I’m doing everything I can to stay atop of her and not have my ass and balls fall on her face. Soon, she scoots herself up from under me and takes her mouth to my chest, sucking hard on my left nipple as she jerks me off rapidly. I’m already overly sensitive from cumming once and now this is driving me crazy. Her lips are leaving traces of my cum all over my chest. I warn her of my second orgasm and she immediately brings herself back to working my cock with her mouth. Within a moment, a second small wave of semen bursts out and she swallows it all up.
“Delicious,” she claims with a smile. “How was that, Johnny?”
“That was amazing,” I tell her. “You’ve been wanting that for a while now, haven’t you?”
I collapse on the bed next to her, completely exhausted from this.
“Johnny…do you think we can do this more often?” she asks.
“For sure,” I tell her as I tweak her nipples, causing her to whimper in pleasure. “Just let me recharge.”
“Me too. My nipples are so sore right now,” she says. “But they hurt so good…”
To be continued with part 2 about Kendra.

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The Bradford Family Saga (end)

“Penny for your thoughts,” Marsha said quietly.
“Oh, Hi, honey. Did I wake you?”
Marsha shook her head. “No, I don’t think so. I’ve been watching your face for a
couple of minutes. I think I know what you were dreaming about.” There was a
wicked gleam in her eye. “You were reliving it, weren’t you?”
Carol just smiled.
“God, that was hot! Is it always that way?”
“No. Just at special times, like then. I’ve had three- ways before,” she said
nonchalantly, “but this time was something else.”
“Because it was family?”
Carol looked at her lovely daughter, an image of her younger self, smiled and
kissed her lightly. “Yes,” she said, “because it was family.”
*************************
Mr. and Mrs. Goodman sat on their veranda and listen to the tinkle of laughter
coming over the wall from the Bradford pool area.
“They certainly seem to be enjoying their reunion. That really was a nice party,
wasn’t it, Arnold? They’re such a lovely family.”
“Yes, it was, Mildred. You don’t see that kind of togetherness anymore, not
much, anyway. Makes me wish our kids were more like theirs.”
“You’re right, dear, they do seem to have something special.” Mrs. Goodman
paused, then turned to her husband.
“I wonder what their secret is?”
THE END
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I hope you have enjoyed The Bradford Family Saga. All feedback is appreciated.
I can be reached @ [email protected].
Look for more of my stories to be published here, including:
The Wilson Family Saga – A multi-family story of a young man’s sexual journey through his family and his friends. Incest and Interracial theme.
The Princess Steps Out – The kidnapping and sexual abuse (?) of the Princess of Wales
by African Freedom fighters. Note: This story was written many years ago before the
world assigned sainthood to the lady in question. So if your an anglophile please
refrain from negative comments; afterall, it’s just fiction. Celebrity and Interracial
themes.
The Group – The Institution for Alternate Living invites individauls who engage in
consentual incess to discuss the who and whys of their lives.
The Amourous Adventures of the Brady Bunch – The adult Bradys gather for a family
reunion … enough said.
Conversations with a Church Lady – Under hypnosis, the wife of a leading church figure
tells a very different story. Interracial theme.
BONUS EXCERPT: “Potion”
“It’s a real aphrodisiac! I’m telling you it’ll work!”
nerdy Walter Newman gushed.
Sneering, Luther Vaughn, a muscular young black man,
grabbed young Walter’s shirt and violently pushed him up
against a sink. They were in the locker room of the boy’s
gym at South Regional High School.
Walter’s thick glasses almost flew off his blotchy nose.
Walter had a bad case of teenage acne, which was one of the
many reasons he was preoccupied with sex. He didn’t have any
real hope of getting laid, not the way he looked.
“There ain’t no such fuckin’ thing, you fuckin’ dweeb!”
Luther screamed in his face, “And besides, you brainy mother-
fuckin’ jackass, I didn’t pay you to make no bullshit
aphrodisiac, I paid you to make knock-out drops; a good
Mickey Finn! You’re really pissin’ me off, Newman!” He
pushed the young man away in disgust.
“But Luther,” Walter whined, “I can always make knock-
out drops, but this is for real!” He held up a flask of
clear liquid and an audio cassette and rushed on.
“Look, this is a very strong muscle relaxant and
tranquilizer. Give a girl a couple of drops of this and she
becomes very suseptible to suggestion.” He held up the tape.
“Subliminal, hynotic suggestion hidden behind soothing
beach sounds! It’s foolproof! She’ll be begging to fuck her
and afterwards she won’t remember a thing!
“Com’on, Luther, let’s try it!”
Walter jumped when Luther grabbed the vial and tape and
threw them in a refuse can. Surprisingly, the vial didn’t
break.
“Fuck your mumbo-jumbo, asshole!” the black teenager
sneered. “I don’t have problem one gettin’ pussy; black,
brown or white! And for a smart motherfucker you got shit
for brains! Even if that stuff worked, which it don’t; you
think chicks are gonna drink that shit and listen to some
dumbass tape just so a fuckin’ nerd like you can get into
their pants? NOT!”
He grabbed Walter’s shirt again and pushed the smaller
boy towards the locker room door.
“Now get the fuck back to the lab and get to work makin’
my knock-out drops, or I’ll break every motherfuckin’ bone in
your body.”
The door closed nosily behind them but Johnny Wilson
could still hear Luther berate Walter as they walked down the
hall. The fifteen year old peeked around the corner of the
lockers and made sure the coast was clear. The last thing he
wanted was a confrontation with Luther Vaughn. He was bad
news. A broken sneaker lace had held him up after class
making him an unseen witness to Luther and Walter’s crazy
conversation.
An aphrodiaiac! Boy, Johnny thought, Luther’s right,
Walter’s out of his lovin’ mind! That kind of stuff was out
of x-rated science fiction, or Walter’s wishful imagination.
Johnny knew there were two schools of thought concerning
Walter Newman. The first was, he’s was a boy genius and will
win the Nobel for chemistry before he’s twenty-one. The
second was, he’s a dipshit who’s gonna blow himself (and
probably the school, too) to fuckin’ smithereens.
Johnny picked up the vial and tape from the refuse bin
and cautiously looked them over. On impulse, he put the vial
in his pocket, then pulled out his Walkman and slid the tape
in and, holding the headset away from his ears, gingerly
listened. All he could hear was soothing surf sounds. He
waited a moment. If there were secret messages hidden in the
tape he hadn’t heard them. He shook his head but put the
tape in his rutsack and ran off to the lab. He was already
late.
“You’re late, John!” Mrs. Tarr said testily when he
entered the lab. “Are you trying to add to your detention?
If you are you’ve come to the right place.”
Mrs. Tarr was the one of the chemistry teachers and up
to now John thought she was kind of nice, and not bad looking
for an old woman; she was about his mother’s age, but he
hadn’t realized she had a wicked tongue.
“Eh, sorry, Mrs. Tarr. I broke a shoelace and had to
get another.”
Two girls in the corner giggled. Johnny blushed with
embarassment.
Mrs. Tarr made a face and shook her head. “If you two
are finished,” she said to the girls, “take off, and you,
John, get to work. This lab’s a mess and I want it spotless.
Maybe this will teach you that spitballs in the cafeteria
will not be tolerated.”
“Yes, ma’am,” Johnny replied.
The two girls giggled loudly as they left and Johnny’s
face burned even brighter. Grudgingly, he went to the sink,
ran water, then went around picking up dirty test-tubes and
beakers.
“When you have those things soaking, get me a cola from
the lab refrigerator,” Mrs. Tarr commanded.
“Yes, ma’am.”
Johnny was rapidly revising his opinion of the chemistry
teacher, but as he took a bottle of cola from the
refrigerator a sudden brainstorm hit him. Why not? he asked
himself. It had to be tested. Not that it was really going
to work, but if it did wouldn’t that put this bad-mouth bitch
in her place. Quickly he took the vial from his pocket,
opened the cola and put two drops of Walter’s potion into the
dark liquid.
John grabbed a clean glass, put ice in it and was
pouring cola into it when Mrs. Tarr asked what was keeping
him. She took the glass and thanked him, rather reluctantly
John thought.
He smiled at her as she took a deep drink.
“Is there something you want, John?” she asked.
Johnny smiled. “I’d appreciate it if you’d listen to
this tape. The background is suppose to help you
consentrate more. I thought it could help me with my
homework and stuff,” he said offering his Walkman to her. “I
just want your opinion.”
Mrs. Tarr put the headphones on and said, “Only for a
moment; I’m busy. Besides, these things are usually a rip
off.”
“Thanks,” Johnny said and poured more cola into her
glass. Absently, she took another sip as she listened to the
soothing sounds of the seashore. A few moments later she pulled
the headset off and shrugged her shoulders.
“Well, it doesn’t do anything for me, but you can never
tell, it may help you to concentrate. Give it a try.”
The distain in her voice told Johnny that Walters’
bullshit aphrodisiac was just that: Bullshit! She had drank
the potion and listened to the tape. Nothing! Nada! Zip!
Johnny mumbled his thanks and went back to the sink and
started cleaning the dirty beakers again. He felt pretty
foolish. He wanted to throw the vial away but his hands were
wet. He’d wait until he was finished and then chuck the shit.
Leroy was right!
A moment later he froze as a hand reached around and
cupped his cock and balls.
“Hi, big boy,” a husky voice whispered hotly in his ear,
Wanna fuck?”
Johnny’s mouth gaped and his eyes bugged. His chest
tighten and his head started pounding. Mrs. Tarr’s tits
rubbed senuously over his shoulder blades
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My mom Megan, felt she was not performing in bed very well. She didn’t get dad, who was way older, turned on anymore. She didn’t want dad to stray to another woman so she went to the Doctor.
This was a new Doctor, and he was a young guy which she felt may be better suited for her problem. She told him she wanted to turn her husband on and be hotter in bed for him.
Mom had a killer hot body. She had beautiful smooth skin, big tits, perfect hips and legs.
This Doctor saw opportunity to take advantage of her. He gave her a pelvic exam and massaged her G spot, her clit and then masturbated her. He said everything worked, but she just needed ‘sex lessons’. She like his ‘treatment’ and he had made her very sexually excited. She wanted to go back once a week for his ’special’ treatment. He continued masturbating her each week and showed her things that stimulated her sexually. She liked this even more. ‘Sex lessons‘, she called it.
He would always give her a ‘special pill’ at the start of the appointment and then he started showing her about kissing and feeling her body. She kept his ‘treatment’ very secret, but loved him turning her on each week. After he got her very hot, then he would always masturbated her on the table. She was loving all this and found she was having urges to have sex with him. “Show me more, Doctor.” she would say to him. He would say: “Ok”, and then go further each time.
He would unhook her bra and feel her tits. He started kissing them and sucking on her nipples. Next he would lift up her patient gown, and began to kiss her pussy. He licked it and sucked on her clit as she bucked her hips with delight. He had her feel his boner and then suck on it all in the name of ’sex lessons’. One appointment he was masturbating her while she sucked on his boner. She blurted out to put his boner in her and show her how to fuck real good.
He said: “No, I can’t do that. You’ll have to find someone else to do that.”
She said: “But my husband won’t even talk about sex. He just has sex with me for about two minutes and then he’s done. That’s the end of our sex life. I try to turn him on, but I guess I need practice.
After the session, she thought as she drove home….’I know, I’ll ask Johnny to help me.’
That’s when she thought of me, Johnny, her son. Not knowing all this yet, I was 16 and I loved my mom’s hot body and I fantasized about fucking her many times.
That next day, it started. Mom came in my room after dad had left for work. She had on a see through night gown. I could see her big red bra, and red panties thru her white night gown. I was still in bed and she sat down beside me to have a talk with me. She explained her problem and wanted to ’just practice’ turning me on.
I didn’t know what to say at first, but finally the idea sound pretty hot to me and I said ’ok’ …’just for practice’, I’ll do it. The idea sounded hotter and hotter the more I thought about it. I was to tell her ’if’ and ’how much’ she was turning me on. I said ’ok’. She said first she had to go take a pill.
She came back about 20 minutes later. I lay in bed anxiously waiting. She whispered: (“…watch this.”) She began to slowly take her bra shoulder straps down while she still had her night gown on. Damn, she was going to do a strip for me right now.
She looked hot as she took down the shoulder straps and wiggled her arms out of them. She dropped the top of her night gown down to just below her bra. She turned around and sat with her back to me. She asked me to unhook her bra. She reached back and guided my hands to the hooks. When I unhooked it, she guided my hands under her loose bra around to her front and now my hands were full of both of her hot tits. She said: “If you feel ’turned on’, go ahead and feel them all you want.”
I couldn’t believe the luck I was having. Mom had nice full tits, so I proceeded to feel them. She and I were breathing hard as I felt them and her hard nipples. I had never seen her sexually excited, and it was exciting me. Those ‘special’ pills were making her horny, no doubt about it.
She was using me to test out her sex appeal. She became like a hungry animal as she got aggressive with me. She turned, pushed me back on my bed. She jerked her bra out and, opened up her night gown and laid on top of me. Her big tits were bare against my chest. She put her head down by my ear and began to….well…I’d call it ..’moaning talk’. Her voice was soft, sexy and she kinda whispered. She moaned as she talked with little ’oooo’s’. She was breathing hard and her pussy was resting right on my dick. She asked me: “ …feel my body …Johnny.”
I closed my eyes and put my hands under her night gown. Her skin was very warm as she squirmed on top of me. I felt the sides of her tits and down to her ass. She got kinda hyper and her hands were all over me. She was breathing heavy in my ear. She was feeling me up and kissed my neck. She did some more moaning talk….
“….oh baby, you’d like to have sex with me, wouldn’t you Johnny. You want me bad, don’t you. I want you to want me, tell me how much I turn you on and you want me bad….tell me…say it…”
I was in shock as I have never seen my mom act this way. I told her how I felt. “Mom, you’re the hottest mom ever. You turn me on perfect….I’m getting a boner…and… “
She was rubbing her pussy on my boner now. “YES!…go on!” she said. I was in shock at her actions. She acted like she was going to rape me or something. I said: “Yes, you turn me on a lot and yes, I’d like to have sex with you.”
That was just the first morning. The next morning as soon at dad’s car left, here she came again. She had already taken her pill. She came in with a new pink nightie that left her half naked. A tiny top barely covering her ’no bra’ tits, and tiny little panties. She spun around for me to admire it, and her. She laid on top of me again and started that moan talk again. “You liked that, mmmmm, didn’t you Johnny. I can feel your erection under me.
I need your help.
I need to be masturbated bad. I’ll show you what to do.
My mind was going crazy. Fantasizing about my mom was one thing…but… actually doing something, that was something entirely different. She didn’t wait for my answer and laid us on our sides. She took off her nightie and little panties. She took my hand and put it on her wet pussy. My dick went to max hard instantly. Next thing I knew, she had three of my fingers in her wet pussy. She had her legs wide open and used both her hands to push and work my fingers in and out of her pussy. She had me massage her big clit with my other hand.
This was crazy, but I was loving it. She whispered for me to feel around for a certain area called her ‘good’ spot. She instructed me and I went right to it.
I was fingering my mom and liking it. She began to moan and held my wrist tight with both hands. She use my fingers as a dick in her. I was masturbating my own mom.
“That’s it Johnny…that’s it baby…oooo….you got it….this turns you on, doesn’t it. You wish it was your boner in me, don’t you…you can say it, tell me how bad you want to have sex with me…..say it.”
I told her what she wanted to hear.
I got to listen and watch my own mom orgasm with my fingers in her warm wet pussy.
I shot a load in my pajama bottoms.
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I had fucked several girls at my age and ate pussy too. This was changing everything. All I could think about was my mom and how hot she was making me. I had wonderful wet dreams about fucking her, eating her warm pussy and her giving me wonderful blow jobs. All these things I hoped….were headed in that direction for real.
Each morning got hotter. When I didn’t think it could get any better.
I waited for mom to come to my room. She would spot my boner and smile. “Already turning you on, am I?” she would say. She would do her sexy tease dance, and watch my eyes get excited.
This morning she told me she wanted to turn me on a new way. She took off my pajama bottoms and started feeling my hard dick. She slowly jacked me and then leaned over and started sucking on my boner.
I went into shock.
She said: “You let me know how I’m doing Johnny, ok?” She got naked and turned herself to go 69. Her wet pussy was staring me in the face. She reached down and pulled my head into her pussy as she began sucking on my dick. She lifted one leg. Opening her pussy wide. How could I resist. She pulled my head into her pussy. “Is that a turn on Johnny?….put your fingers in me like I taught you.” she said. I went for her ’good’ spot and listened as she moaned.
She teased my boner with her tongue. I would just about cum, and she would pull off and do something else. She began to push her clit to my lips and started humping my face. I couldn’t hold off cuming any longer. She seemed to know it and put my dick all the way in her mouth.
I exploded my cum in her mouth. She moaned a victory moan and then held my head and face fucked my tongue hard. She orgasmed a big one. My dick just kept pumping cum in her mouth as she rubbed my face on her pussy and shook hard. I got dizzy it felt so good. Finally she said: “Wow, I must have really turned you on Johnny!….that was fantastic!”
I didn’t have any cum on me, she had licked it all off and swallowed it all.
Sex with mom was the best ever. She wants to be desired, and now I’m going to make her squirm with desire for me. I now dream of fucking her all the time. She got me so hot for her, it’s time to turn her on, like she does me.
After our showers, I had time until dad gets home. She wasn’t expecting me to start turning her on. She wore her robe most of today. I knew she had nothing on under it, but I sure knew what was under it. She had such a smooth hot body. Such nice tits and sexy legs. I found her in the laundry room. I came up behind her and put my arms around her. She sighed big and leaned her head back on me. I whispered: (“..mom, you shouldn’t wear this sexy robe around the house, a guy could come up behind you and molest you. I know you wouldn’t want that. He might just want you so bad he’d feel your tits
( I reached in her robe and felt her nice tits.), feel your ass, ( ran my hand over her naked ass) and reach thru your robe and feel your warm pussy. (I felt her pubic hair and ran a finger down her damp slit.) She was gasping for air now. She moaned out between breaths : “Oh…thank you…. Johnny…..I…never thought about that…will you protect me from a guy…. who wants me so bad, he would put his… hands on my body…and make me all hot…and horny…you know how….I might not want that…..”
Megan thought…. Oh my god…I’m so elated at Johnny’s lust for me.
It was suppose to be a test to see if I could still turn a man on. I didn’t think about his reaction to my turning him on.
That tells me it’s dad, and not me.
I haven’t been turned on by a guy in a very long time. I want a lot more of this from Johnny. His hands have got me so horny, I’m dizzy. He’s making me want to have sex with him so bad. I don’t have the will power to stop this. Keep going Johnny…just keep going….
Johnny’s thoughts….Her little test showed she can really turn on a guy. I don’t know what dad’s problem is but I want to have total sex with mom. We both want it, and it’s going to happen.
I started feeling her body all over from behind her. I slowly took off her robe, I let her robe drop to the floor. She was shaking, waiting for my next move. I lowered my shorts. My boner was sticking between her legs. She moaned and back up tight to me. She spread her legs apart and leaned down on the washer. My boner went in her wet pussy by itself.
I held her smooth hips and started our first fuck. Her pussy was wet and warm as my dick slid in all the way. She began to moan and fucking back on me.
Megan thought… Oh damn Johnny, you feel so good in me, fuck me like I’ve wanted for so long now. I’ve never been fucked from behind before. I’ve got a thousand new hot feelings….oooo fuck me hard and make me climax hard…I need it…I need it bad…cum in me baby…I want to feel you shoot it in me…Oh god it’s happening…..oh baby yes….
Johnny’s reaction…My boner fits in her so hot, I’m going to hold her tits when I cum…I have to cum now…ooooo damn….
She fucked back on my boner so fast, her ass was a blur. She was moaning so loud, as our bodies were slapping together…. she made me cum extra hard. I jerked and shoved my cum in her deep, over and over. My mind went crazy and my legs got weak. She could somehow squeeze her pussy on my boner. It felt out of this world.
She held onto my hands on her tits and just kept fucking and fucking as she kept moaning wonderful sounds. Damn my boner felt hot in her. We squirmed and gasp in euphoria. Her body and mine shook and twitched as it felt so damn good.
There is nothing like the first time…….
Megan….
I’m shaking inside so bad with best climax I’ve ever had. My whole body climaxed, not just my pussy. The feel of his hot cum shooting in me made me go crazy with pleasure. He’s mine…all mine. He better get ready to have a lot of sex with me….I’ve found what has been missing in my sex life. Mmmmm just leave it to me Johnny and cum some more baby…oh…that feels so damn good…mmmmmm…
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Johnny reflects…
Mom’s little horny pills opened the door for us. Now she doesn’t take them.
She tells me that ‘I’m’ her little horny pill now.
I think we’ve fucked in every room in the house now, even on the kitchen table and in dad‘s chair.
She fucks like a 16 year old,…only…
…. a whole lot better….
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My stepdaughter

My wife and I have been married for 15 years and we both have very successful careers, I am an adjuster for an insurance company and work from home and she is the director of a large company in the northeast. She spends a lot of time on the road at the many locations her company owns but we still find time to spend together and have, what I thought was, a good sex life. We have four children from previous marriages, I have two boys 30 and 32 and she has two girls 24 and 28. My two boys live a few states away and have families of their own and my wife’s oldest is in California working in the movie business as some kind of assistant to a producer. The only one still at home is her 24 year old Becca. She graduated from college as an art major and hasn’t been able to find a job that would pay enough for her to be independent. Becca is very good looking and has an incredible figure but whenever I suggest that she try to go into modeling or some other profession where she could take advantage of her natural assets, she responds with “Is that why you spent so much money sending me to college?” I see her point but my wife and I would still feel better if she was more independent. Its nice having her around when we both go out of town so she can house sit but I keep telling my wife that “that is what door locks are for”
I’ve never even thought about cheating on my wife and even though I have admired Becca’s figure on many occasions, I never thought of her in a sexual way but as they say Shit Happens.
It was a Saturday night and my wife was out of town till that Sunday. It was about seven o’clock and I was sitting in the living room watching the news when Becca came out of her room and walked toward me. She was wearing some tight jeans that showed off her great legs and ass and a tube top with her belly button showing. She was incredibly sexy looking and I was starring without realizing it.
“What” Becca said when she saw me starring.
“That’s quite an outfit” I said “Where are you off to?”
“Sandy, Trish and I are going to a new club that opened up last week”
“Who’s driving” I asked being the typical father figure.
“Trish is and don’t worry she’s smart enough not to drink.” She said making a face that told me that the question was not necessary.
“Doesn’t your boyfriend object to you going out to clubs dressed like that? I asked
“Scott knows he doesn’t have anything to worry about” She said “Don’t wait up I’ll be back about twelve thirty or one.” She said than leaned over and gave me a kiss on my forehead. This gave me a bird’s eye view of her cleavage and I closed my eyes in an effort to not let her know I was looking. As she walked toward the front door, I couldn’t help but admire her beautiful ass and think what a lucky son of a bitch that Scott was.
I must have fallen asleep in front of the TV when I heard the front door open and saw Becca come in with Trish kind of holding her up.
“Are you going to be OK?” Trish asked and Becca just nodded “OK I’ll give you a call tomorrow” she said and closed the door behind her.
I watched Becca stager down the hall and go into her room and went back to watching the TV. I heard her banging around for a few minutes and then it went quiet. After about twenty minutes I looked down the hall and saw that her light was still on and her door was opened. I got up and walked down the hall to see what was up. I walked through the door and there was Becca lying across her bed with her pants and panties down around her ankles and her blouse on the floor at the foot of the bed. I just stood there looking for a few seconds admiring her body and decided that I should help get her into bed. I walked forward and knelt in front of her starring at her bare pussy that she had shaved and left a small strip of hair in the middle. Reaching down I pulled her pants over one foot and then the other. This had the effect of her legs spreading further apart giving me an even better look at her crotch. I took a deep breath and could smell the scent of her. It was about then that I noticed that I now had an erection that was pushing up against the waist band of my shorts. I pulled the covers down on the bed as far as I could and lifted her up so her head was on the pillow. Reaching behind her back, I unclipped her bra telling myself that it would make her more comfortable and when I pulled it off I was treated to a view of the two most beautiful breasts I think I had ever seen. I tossed the bra on the floor with her other clothes and just sat their admiring her, now naked, body. I reached down and ran the palm of my hand over her right breast and watched as the nipple became hard. At this point I think conscious thought was a thing of the past and I was acting on instinct and lust. I leaned over and licked then sucked on one of her nipples as I squeezed and played with the other. Unbuckling my pants, I let my hard on pop out and started to stroke it as I sucked on her beautiful breast. I slid my other hand down her stomach and ran my middle finger up her slit. After rubbing it up and down a few times she started to moan and I took my finger out and sucked on it. I wanted more and so I moved to the end of the bed and put my face between her legs. I first licked then sucked on her pussy and clit and was rewarded with another long moan. My cock was rock hard so I moved between her legs and rubbed the tip across her pussy lips. My pre cum and the moistness from my licking and sucking was enough to make my cock head slip in easily. I pushed forward and stroked in and out a few times when she moaned again. Her tight pussy, the thought of my fucking my step daughter and the sight of this girls incredible body beneath me was more than I could take. I pushed hard inside her one time and shot stream after stream of cum as deep into her as my eight inch cock could manage. I left it there until I felt myself getting soft again and then pulled out and stood at the foot of the bed looking down at the cum now leaking from her pussy. After getting several tissues from the night stand and cleaned up as much as I could I then put her panties back on her, put her under the covers and went to my room to take a shower.
The next morning I was up early and out mowing the lawn at eight in the morning. About nine or nine thirty I walked through the kitchen door and there was Becca sitting at the kitchen table with her head in her hands.
“Morning” I said “How did you sleep”
She just looked up at me and shook her head.
I went over to the counter, poured a cup of coffee and got a bottle of aspirin out of the cupboard. I placed the two in front of her and she looked up at me, gave me a little smile and said “I Love you” as she took four aspirin and a drink of the coffee.
“If you’re going to get sick than please try and make it to the bathroom” I said as I poured a coffee for myself.
“I’ll be fine but don’t ever let me do that again” she said “I remember coming through the front door and turning on the light in my room but not much more.”
“You’ll be fine in a few hours” I said “I’m going to pick up your mom at the airport later this afternoon. Want to keep me company?”
“Ask me this afternoon” she said as she walked down the hall to her room.
That afternoon, I checked on her and she was fast asleep.
Things went along fairly smoothly for the next couple weeks. I felt guilty about what I had done but given the chance, I can’t say I wouldn’t do it again and I’ve masturbated several times in the shower thinking about it.
About a month later, the three of us were having dinner and Becca said, out of nowhere
“I think I might be pregnant”
I almost choked on my pasta and her mother just stared open mouthed.
“Before you say anything, I already talked to Scott and he’s OK with it. I don’t know how it happened cuz we always use a condom” she said.
“You know very well that a condom isn’t 100%” her mother said.
“I know, I know but don’t worry we’ll figure something out” Becca said looking very dejected.
At that point I got up and walked over to Becca, gave her a kiss on the forehead and said “No matter what you decide, your mother and I are behind you all the way.” I picked up what was left of my coffee and walked into the living room. I sat in my chair with my heart pounding and my brain working overtime when I saw my wife walking toward me. She sat on the arm of the chair, leaned over and kissed me softly on the mouth.
“What was that for” I asked
“For what you said in the kitchen” she said “You know mister, you are a wonderful husband and father and I love you very much” she said as she kissed me again.
Then she leaned over and whispered in my ear “You keep this up and you just might get lucky tonight” she smiled and went back in the kitchen.
She didn’t know how right she was, I was a father all right but lucky, I don’t think so.

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Naked in the night

It had been a hot day. Even now in the evening the temperature had dropped only a little.
A slight breeze ruffled the curtains at the open window as Yvonne and Rob prepared for bed.
Yvonne, just out of the shower, had the slightest hint of lightly perfumed soap about her fresh, smooth skin.
She slipped her tiny nightie over her shoulders, letting the delicate, pale pink, semi-see through garment fall lightly over her body.
Making a bow of the ribbon tie at the front of the nightie, she next pulled a pair of very brief, matching pink panties up over her slender legs.
Rob looked at his wife, the beautiful little nightie showing a good amount of Yvonne’s small, white breasts temptingly visible courtesy of the way that she’d only loosely tied the front of the nightie together.
His eye roamed down to the tiny panties that his wife wore, then down her so sexy legs.
His cock swelled and swung out before him.
He glanced at the window with the curtains still wide open. He thrilled at the thought that anyone looking from outside, would be able to see his lovely, sexy wife as she moved about the room.
A notion came to his mind, and giving Yvonne a cuddle and a kiss, he suggested that they go outside for a while.
Rob slipped on a shirt and pulled on his pants but when his wife looked to put something more modest on, he told her to go as she was.
Opening the door, they stepped from their holiday apartment.
Glancing at the neighbouring units, Rob noted many open windows and doors as the occupants tried to find some cooling air. Some windows were lit by the lights inside. The sound of a TV in one house competing with soft musical strains from another. Now and then the sound of voices and laughter could be heard from one of the many lit windows nearby.
Immediately in front of the apartment, Rob and Yvonne were in shadow. It would be unlikely that they could be seen if anyone should be outside and looking about. Once away from that protective shadow though, they would be in the open with just a few bushes dotted about the small patch of lawn, and a nearby streetlamp throwing its light on the general area.
Rob took his wife’s hand and went to lead her forward.
Yvonne pulled back and giggled as she exclaimed that she couldn’t go out dressed as she was.
Rob persisted in his attempt to lead her out into the open, telling her that she looked beautiful and sexy.
“But what would anyone think if I should be seen,” she exclaimed.
“They’d think that you were a fabulous little sex pot,” her husband laughed. “Besides,” he added, “no one here knows us anyway.”
Yvonne laughed happily, enjoying the thought that she should be described as a fabulous little sex pot.
It was true for both of them that they always felt more inclined to be sexually adventurous when away from home on holidays. At such times any immoral act would be unlikely to find its way back home to be a subject for gossip.
Rob pulled gently on his wife’s hand, and this time Yvonne let herself be led out of the shadow and onto the lawn at the front of the unit.
“Oh my God,” she giggled, “I hope that no one is going to see me dressed like this.”
Yvonne allowed herself to be led right to the front of the lawn, adjacent to the pavement.
“Oh, what would anyone think of me,” she again exclaimed in her excitement.
This time her husband answered much more explicitly. “They’d think that you were a dirty little slut,” he said.
Yvonne giggled and agreed that they really would think that of her.
Rob held his wife and kissed her lovingly, letting his hands roam over her breasts and down onto her cunt.
His hand slipped down the front of her panties, over the closely cropped pubic hair. He found the wet slipperiness of her cunt, and, knowing that his wife’s cunt always became so wet and slippery whenever she was sexually excited, he knew that she was now ready to be led further in this sexy game.
Yvonne nervously glanced about her, ready to flee back indoors should anyone appear.
Her husband too, glanced about and then tugged the ribbon tie of his wife’s sexy little garment so that it came undone and the front of the little nightie fell open, fully revealing Yvonne’s breasts.
Yvonne gave a little squeal of surprise as she clutched at her nightie. Rob took her hands and moved them to her sides, letting the nightie fall open showing her nakedness underneath.
Yvonne pretended to be flustered and embarrassed, but in truth she was greatly excited at being even more exposed in this public place.
“Who’s this dirty little whore showing herself off in public,” her husband teasingly laughed as he led her onto the actual pavement and walked her up and down.
Yvonne giggled and felt a trickle of juice run down the inside of her thigh.
“What a dirty little harlot,” her husband continued mockingly. “Perhaps she’ll take her panties off next, and show her cunt to everyone.”
With this, Rob hooked his fingers in the waistband of his wife’s panties and made to slide them down over her hips.
“Oh darling! I can’t!” Yvonne exclaimed, giggling merrily and clutching at her panties.
“C’mon, you know you really want to be a dirty little whore,” her husband urged.
Yvonne held onto her panties for just a moment, then, her body filled with surging lust, she let her hands fall away and her husband quickly slid her tiny, pink panties down over her legs.
The very short hemline of the nightie, trimmed with delicate lace depicting little pink hearts in a white lace surround, came to just on a line with Yvonne’s hips. Now the lower half of her ass cheeks could be seen, while at the front she was totally naked from her feet to her exposed cunt, up over her firm belly, right up between the gaping front of her nightie to her exposed breasts.
“What a filthy little slut you are,” her husband said in such an admiring and appreciative tone.
Yvonne had long ago found out that males were not all of the romanic type that she’d read of in trashy novels while still a schoolgirl.
Her explorations on the internet had soon opened her eyes to the fact that many men had great admiration for women who flirted with immorality and perverted sexual games.
She’d been amazed at, and had taken quite some time to understand the fact that some men had a great desire to degrade and defile the one that they loved so dearly.
Yvonne had come to realize that her husband was one of that latter type, and she had rapidly come to realize that it suited her own sexuality to be exactly the sort of woman that he desired her to be.
For Rob’s part, if he had loved his wife so dearly when they had first married, he now loved her so much more that she played the game and let him defile her purity and chastity. The fact too, that Yvonne outwardly appeared so modest and decent, added a delicious wickedness to the times when he pushed her towards acting like a whore and a slut.
The sounds from the surrounding houses and holiday apartments continued to drift on the still night air.
Their holiday unit was just fifty yards or so from the beach road,where an occasional car cruised by.
The sound of waves on the wide, sandy beach made a pleasantly relaxing background just audible when one listened for it.
Another car could be heard slowly driving on the beach road. Suddenly, unexpectedly, the car slowed at the corner and began to swing into the road in which our two lovers stood.
Yvonne gasped and could do nothing more that clutch at her husband and try to conceal herself behind him.
The car came by them and began to accelerate along the road, the driver apparently not having noticed them as he’d followed the beam of the car’s headlights which had illuminated the far side of the road.
Yvonne laughed and relaxed once more, the nervous panic that had suddenly gripped her dissipating as rapidly as it had come.
Rob was filled with very different emotions – emotions of increasing lust and excitement. He now had his eyes firmly studying a semi-darkened doorway at the front of one of the houses opposite.
The reason for this great interest being that as the passing car had turned the corner, its headlights had briefly swept across the far side of the street. In that brief glow of brilliance which had lit the buildings, Rob had noticed two men standing in a doorway, and very definitely looking directly across the road to where he and Yvonne were standing.
Rob, taking his wife’s hand, led her from the pavement out onto the road.
Yvonne, still believing they were unobserved, sexily and laughingly allowed herself to be led.
Across the road to the far gutter they progressed. You could say that Yvonne was not only physically heading towards the gutter, but figuratively speaking, was morally heading towards the gutter as well.
The couple stepped from the road to the far pavement. Yvonne was so busy nervously glancing to left and right, that she still had not seen the shadowy figures watching from their dark vantage point.
Now Yvonne was no more that fifteen yards from the two men.
Rob stood slightly behind his wife and eased the sides of her unfastened nightie well open so as to fully display her naked body to the men. He cupped his wife’s small breasts to highlight them, then slid his hands down his wife’s body and stroked the insides of her thighs before fondling her cunt.
The two men had in fact been watching Rob and Yvonne from the very first moment that they had appeared outside their unit. The men had been sitting on their doorstep enjoying the night air rather than the warm stuffiness inside the house. They had seen the couple appear, and had looked admiringly at Yvonne in her very brief and sexy little nightie.
The men had seen Yvonne’s slight reluctance to venture out into the open. They’d thrilled when they saw the man undo the front of the woman’s nightie and expose her breasts, and when they saw the man take the woman’s panties down, they’d both immediately risen to their feet to obtain the very best view and to stroke their hardening cocks.
The men had thought to conceal themselves when they’d seen the couple approaching across the road towards them. They’d been certain that if their presence was detected by either of the couple, then the woman at least would flee back across the street, and that would be the end to this very sexy display that the men were so enjoying.
It was incredible that the couple, rather than go straight across the street, were moving at a slight angle as if they were intent on ending up right before where the men stood. It slowly came upon the men’s understanding that, in actual fact, the guy who was intent on leading the woman in their direction, seemed to be looking at them. Had he seen them? Was he in fact showing the woman off to them? It became more and more apparent that he actually was.
Once the couple stood out on the pavement before the men’s house, and the man began fully displaying the slut’s body to them, there could be no further doubt. The thing was though, that the woman still appeared to be completely oblivious to the fact that she was being exhibited.
Both men now had their substantial cocks out and were slowly stroking them as they lustfully viewed the lovely slut who was being so lewdly and wonderfully displayed.
Rob now grasped his wife’s arms just a little more firmly as he stood behind her.
“Look straight ahead darling,” he whispered.
Yvonne, smiling and thinking that this was some further game, let her gaze look dreamily forward.
“Look at the doorway,” her husband was telling her at the very moment that her gaze encountered the two men standing there.
Yvonne gave a little shriek and her automatic reaction was to flee back to their apartment. This action was thwarted by her husband’s firm grip.
Yvonne half struggled, her eyes fastened upon the two men.
A part of her mind told her to flee, this was the part conditioned by her chaste upbringing – but the other part of her mind was taking in the gorgeous, big, hard cocks that the men were stroking. This part of her mind told her that she would soon be touching and licking and sucking those wonderful cocks, that they would soon be filling her body as they fucked her. She stopped struggling and stood looking, shamefully aware that her nakedness was fully exposed to the men’s view.
Yvonne felt her husband’s gentle forward pressure behind her. She took a step forward. Then another as her husband, still holding her firmly, pressed forth.
Closer to the men – just a matter of nine or ten yards.
Yvonne felt her husband easing her nightie, which was concealing very little anyway, off her shoulders. It fell to the ground. She was naked.
Yvonne lowered her gaze in shameful embarrassment as her husband led her right up to the men.
Her gaze, while unable to look into the men’s faces, was now directed towards their magnificent hard cocks. She lusted for them. She wanted them. She couldn’t wait to be fucked and to suck those gorgeous, gorgeous cocks.
Her mind was in a whirl. She heard her husband offering her to the men. She was now being mauled, touched, fondled, her most intimate places being explored.
Yvonne’s head was still lowered in embarrassment. Those gorgeous, hard cocks kept brushing against her thighs. She longed for them. She couldn’t wait any longer. Should she touch them? Should she fondle them as the men were fondling her? Would she look a slut if she touched them? She didn’t care, her hands lightly took a cock in each. They felt so good, so hard, so lovely. She squatted down and moved her mouth to the hard, round, swollen head of one of the cocks. She pressed her slightly parted lips onto the end, then pressing forward, eased her mouth slowly over its superbly solid length.
“Fuck! The slut’s definitely ready for it,” she heard one of the guys say.
She felt her head being firmly held and her mouth being fucked by that wonderful, hard cock slipping between her lips and sliding right to the back of her throat.
“Let’s get the slut into the bedroom,” a different voice said, and she was pulled off the cock and taken into the darkened house.
The men led the way to the bedroom.
Yvonne now felt a fresh bout of embarrassment as the electric light came on and she was thoroughly surveyed by the men.
“Fuck! You’re lovely,” one of the men told her.
Yvonne raised her eyes to his face and smiled sweetly.
Around and around, turned this way and that. Yvonne was studied, touched explored. Her legs, thighs, belly, breasts, arms, neck and head – nothing escaped attention. She was turned, bent over, made to squat, stood up again with legs apart, then with one leg up on the bed, her pussy felt and fingered, her breasts pushed this way and that. She felt like an animal at the livestock market being inspected prior to sale, all of which made Yvonne more and more embarrassed but more and more lustfully excited.
In reality the inspection lasted no more than a minute before Yvonne was made to kneel on all fours and she felt hands gripping her hips and a cock gliding easily up into her slippery pussy.
“Ah! What a fabulous cunt,” she heard the guy groan lustfully as his cock sunk its full length into her pussy.
At the same time the other guy had positioned himself before her, and taking a firm grip of her head, his cock slipped into her eager mouth.
Pushing her tongue just slightly forward so that it covered her lower teeth, and keeping her mouth just slightly opened so that her upper lip was pressed back over her upper teeth, Yvonne worked with tongue and lips, sucking her cheeks in to form a soft, fuckable pout with her mouth.
She sucked and sucked, pressing her head forward each time the guy pressed his cock forward so that the cock slid in right to the back of her throat.
Regulating her breath so that she held it each time the cock probed the entrance to her throat, Yvonne was able to stay from gagging, and soon had the guy moaning and panting as his cock and balls came to the point of pouring forth his semen into her mouth.
“Oooorrrrr fuuuuuuck,” the guy groaned in an absolute ecstasy of lust as he pulled his cock from Yvonne’s mouth so as not to cum too soon.
“Fuck! What a fabulous fucking cock sucker,” he groaned. “I’ve never known anything like it before.”
He rested a moment to regain his composure, and then once more began to fuck Yvonne’s mouth.
It only took a minute and once more he was moaning and groaning as his balls felt about to pump his cum out with such velocity that it would have surely drowned the slut.
Again he pulled away before he reached the point of pumping his cum forth.
Yvonne looked up at him during each of these pauses. She was panting with lust as she thrilled to the gorgeous, big, hard cock that was plunging in and out of her now sloppy pussy. The cock slurped in and out making obscene sounds as it slid through the slippery mucus which was literally dribbling from Yvonne’s vagina.
She panted and made soft moaning noises of delight at the fabulous treatment she was receiving.
She held her mouth open, licking her lips and wanting the cock to come back to continue her mouth fucking.
“Are you ready,” she asked in a soft, sweet, and sexy voice as she looked up at the guy before her.
“Fuck! You’re a real fucking nympho aren’t you,” the guy exclaimed as he slowly regained enough composure to once more enter her eagerly awaiting mouth.
Yvonne sucked his cock into her mouth, sucking and using her tongue to full effect on the underside of the fabulous thick penis.
Surely I’m not really a nympho, she thought to herself as she lovingly sucked at the cock.
She considered how sometimes, on rare occasions, her husband and her went for two or three days without fucking – that’s not like being a nympho she thought to herself.
Admittedly she did masturbate a lot, usually not more than once or twice a day though. She quickly let these thoughts drift from her mind as she lusted and fucked with the two men.
What delight Yvonne felt as the big, hard cock slid relentlessly in and out, in and out of her pussy. It was longer and thicker than her husband’s and she really appreciated the extra size, feeling it stretching her so that she felt wonderfully filled by the cock, and with the head of that cock that she so adored, just now and again pressing lightly against the wall of her uterus deep, deep within her as it all but bottomed out in her lusting, dribbling, and so receptive pussy. At the same time she had the lustful delight of being continually face fucked by the second of those two magnificent cocks that were so beautifully abusing her body.
Yvonne rocked back and forth, continually shoved this way and that by the huge, hard cocks that continued on and on fucking and fucking her pussy and mouth. The men’s hands kept mauling her naked body, feeling her breasts, feeling her pussy, sliding over her soft, smooth skin to explore every part of her.
Lust filled her mind and her body. She listened to the men panting and grunting as they lusted over and in her. This was no more than crude, debauched, lustful, sex with the two men satisfying their animal desires to dominate and to fuck. Yvonne herself was in a delirium of corrupt, wanton indulgence of her excessive sexual appetite.
Just half an hour earlier, Yvonne had never laid eyes on these men. She knew not their names nor anything about them. She had barely even glimpsed their faces and yet here they were fucking and fucking and fucking her – and she wanted it, she cared not what or who they were, she just craved for their gorgeous cocks to keep fucking and abusing her for ever.
The two guys swapped position and Yvonne next had the guy’s cock all covered with her pussy slime entering her mouth. She sucked it lovingly.
“Wait until Charlie and Ziggy hear about this'” the guy mounting into Yvonne’s pussy laughed to his mate.
Yvonne’s husband immediately took interest and asked about these two men that had been mentioned.
Being told that they were two guys staying in the next door apartments, Rob asked if he should go and bring them to join in fucking his wife.
The two guys agreed that he should, and so Robert, excitedly eager to have his wife fucked and degraded to the fullest extent possible, hurried off leaving his wife being fucked cunt and mouth.
Finding the apartment that he’d been directed to, Rob told the guys that their friends in the house next door, had a dirty slut who was turning it on, and that they’d asked Rob to let them know that they could join in if they wished.
It turned out that the only hesitation the guys had, was caused by the fact that they had a couple of their mates with them at the time.
“That’s not a worry,” Rob exclaimed, excitedly solving the problem for them, “bring them along too. The slut that they’ve got in there is such a dirty fucking whore that she’ll take on any number of you.
Moments later Rob was eagerly and lustfully leading the group of four men into the house where his wife Yvonne was being so thoroughly abused.
Yvonne was stunned when the chatter of these four new guys suddenly filled the room as they entered. That made six men – seven counting her husband Rob!
The newcomers quickly stripped naked to reveal their hard, lust filled cocks all ready to fuck this slut’s every body opening. They eagerly gathered around her and six pairs of hands where soon mauling her all over.
Soon Yvonne had two new cocks entering her mouth and pussy, then two more as the men constantly swapped position first fucking her sloppy cunt, then her so delightful mouth, then mauling her breasts, her belly, her thighs, her ass.
Soon her ass was being fingered by man after man as she continued to be cunt and mouth fucked.
The natural progression then, was for her to have her ass fucked as well as pussy and mouth.
She laughingly squatted down onto one guy’s cock as he held it erect and ready for her ass to slide down over its hard, lust gorged length. Leaning back onto her elbows and forearms, Yvonne then brought her knees up and apart so that the next guy could get in and continue fucking her pussy.
Having those two cocks wonderfully penetrating her two lower holes, Yvonne tipped her head back in preparation for a cock to plunge down her gullet.
Yvonne was gagging and choking, tears coming to her eyes as a cock plunged vigorously in and out of her mouth and right down into her actual throat.
She could feel the cocks rampant in her pussy and ass. She could feel them stretching her, especially the one in her bottom. She could feel them both deep within her body, pushing up each canal and almost rubbing together with only the thin membrane wall separating her two fuck tubes.
Yvonne’s body was surging with lustful sensations as she hovered so desperately close to orgasm.
Suddenly, unexpectedly, her mouth was filled with gooey cum as the cock began to pump spurt after spurt of its cum forth.
Yvonne lustfully slid her tongue around and around in the mucky stuff. Licking it about and tasting it as she swallowed it down.
The cock, still quite hard, slid slowly from between her lips. The guy’s cock then slapped heavily across her cheeks a few times before wiping the last remaining globs of white cum over her face.
Yvonne smiled up at the man, lightly moving her lips in a sexy kissing motion towards him.
No time for more of that though. Another cock was immediately filling her mouth. Yvonne sucked the new cock and licked lovingly, lustfully, sluttishly.
Yvonne loved this attention. She was the centre of the men’s world at that moment.
Vaguely she thought that she heard her husband asking the guy’s if they knew of any others who might want to use her. In her lust she would have taken any number of men who might come to fuck and use her.
Pussy and ass were both cummed in, making them sloppy and messy for the next cocks to enter, and enter they did. Once more Yvonne had three cocks fucking her mouth, pussy and bottom.
She was deliriously happy with this treatment. She responded to every shove of every cock, all the time wanting to satisfy every lustful move of the men.
Her brain was not consciously thinking of anything other than the wonderful cocks which were fucking her, yet somehow she slowly became aware that her husband was no longer there. She didn’t care. She had everything she could ever want.
She’d no sooner made this discovery about her husband, than he entered the room with another four men, all looking eagerly and expectantly into the room at the scene of such absolute debauchery.
This new group of men quickly began to strip so as to get their share of this depraved, perverted harlot.
The incredible orgy of moral corruption went on and on with Yvonne being fucked and fucked and fucked, continually, degradingly, used as no more than a living thing for the purpose of satisfying the men’s lustful desires.
Mouthful after mouthful of gooey semen she consumed.
Cuntload after cuntload of adulterous sperm filled her pussy and her bottom until every cock had satisfied themselves, some even using her more than once.
Yvonne lay there naked, fucked, hair dishevelled with cum matting it into a tacky mess. Her face with white cum dribbling down over it. Her pussy and ass oozing cum along with her own juices.
She was panting, exhausted, so wonderfully happy. She heard talk of tomorrow when there would be even more men to fuck her. She dreamily looked forward to more of the men’s lecherous treatment.

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