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Nikki & Grace

This is the story of Nickki and Grace and their many adventures. As with any story if you want to understand why some things happen then you need to know the background.

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A Broken Heart Gets Mended.

The hand was still there when I looked, but now it was pressing my skirt between my thighs, a slight pressure at my front. My gaze followed the arm up, “Becks, you’re touching me.” I accused.
“I know I am, I’ve been trying to ever since I first saw you. You don’t mind, do you?”
I tried to think, nothing seemed to make any sense, except the fact that the hand felt good. I lowered my own hand, covering the other, then pressed it into me. It did feel good.

Fantasm

Taming my niece, Ashley

After a hard day’s work at the farm, you want to do nothing but have a beer in your hand and your wife sucking you cock. That was exactly what I intended to do, I quickly took a nice warm shower and got rid of all the sweat in my body then went downstairs to grab that beer from the fridge. My wife, Cathy, must be in her room correcting all those quizzes and test she passes out to the high-schoolers. I finished my beer feeling more refreshed than ever and went upstairs to our bedroom.
“Hi baby…” Cathy greeted me when she saw me.
“Hi sweetheart…almost done?” I leaned forward and gave her a nice long kiss. I met Cathy when I was a junior in College and she was a sophomore, we instantly hit off and loved each other to death. We decided to wait until she completed college to get married and we finally got married when I was 23 and she was 22. My dad owns a large farm and has several small businesses which make more than enough money and when he passed away he gave all the land and business to me. My sister wanted me to sell them but I just didn’t have the heart to do it, we had those lands for more than four generations. So Cathy and I moved to Ohio where she started teaching at the high-school.
“Yep…give me five more minutes” Cathy said as I softly massaged her shoulders. Cathy was very beautiful with silky golden brown hair which stops right at the middle of her back. Her gorgeous gray eyes pierce right through your heart. She has nice sharp features and beautiful rosy lips. She is about 5’8 with C breasts and a busty ass which bounces lightly as she walks around the house. She always manages to keep herself fit and has a nice golden tan.
“Done!” Cathy said as she put her pen back on the desk and closed her books. She was dressed in a white nightgown which came up to her mid thighs and her soft hair was in a pony tail. She got up and pressed herself into me, her firm breasts pressing tightly against my chest.
“Tired sweetheart?” She asked me and all I managed to do was nod my head as she grinded her hips into my crotch. She gave me a sexy smile and pushed me back on the bed. She slowly pulled my pants down and rubbed my semi-hard dick which was struggling to be free. She kissed it through my boxers and slowly pulled it down throwing it over her head.
“”Mmmm…I love your cock so much…” She purred as she gently jacked me off. My cock was bigger than your average 6” penis, when I was completely erect it was about 9′ and 3” wide. She leaned forward and tasted the silt of my cock with the tip of her tongue sending waves of pleasure throughout my body. She expertly swirled her tongue around the head licking up and down my shaft and gently sucked on my balls. I was in pure heaven as she worked her magic on my cock.
“Yeah baby suck my cock! You suck it so gooooood” I moaned and stroked her soft hair and held her by the back of her head. She locked her lips around the head of my cock and took about 6” with ease, it was an amazing sight as she bobbed her head up and down on my cockhead and then easily took 6in of my cock, and it was a beautiful view as her head bobbed up and down on my cock. She continued doing this and often stopped to swirl her tongue around the head and into the silt before going back down.
“Suck it! Take it all the way in” I moaned. She finally took me into her mouth until the head hit the entrance of her mouth. I was surprised she could take my whole cock into her mouth and groaned when she finally took it all the way in. Her nose was pressing into my pubic hair and I held her tightly. She instinctively gulped and I groaned, feeling her throat flex around my cock. Then she drew back until just the tip of her tongue was resting in the silt of my cock before sliding back down again, once more taking me into her throat.
I could feel the churning in my balls and knew I was close to cumming. It won’t be long before I would shoot my cum deep into her mouth. She sensed this and rested my cock right on top of her tongue and softly massaged her balls with her small hands. I couldn’t take it any longer and warned her right as I exploded in her mouth. The sight of my cock shooting cum into her mouth was so erotic that I kept on shooting ropes and ropes of cum.
“Mmm…You taste so damn good” She moaned as she swallowed my cum. I pulled her up for a deep passionate kiss and moaned as our tongue wrested with each other. I took off my shirt and pulled her into so she was on top of me.
“Cathy? Why aren’t you naked yet?” I asked her and she smiled taking off her night gown so she just had a pair of panties. Her pink nipples were hard as I grazed my finger over them. I softly rubbed her pussy through her panties before taking them off. Cathy was neatly trimmed as she formed a small triangle. Before she could say anything I started to taste her, licking up her juices and sliding my tongue into her pussy in an effort to coax more out. She moaned as her body moved invitingly, following the rhythm of my tongue’s thrusts. And the further I slid my tongue into her pussy, the more her legs trembled.
“Ahhhhhh Godddd….” She cried overwhelmed by pleasure.
I continued to tongue fuck her sweet pussy loving the taste of her sweet juices. Then I trailed my tongue up to her clit and rolled my tongue over it again and again relentlessly. When she started to whimper I flicked it with the tip of his tongue for a while then sucked it into my mouth. She started to groan and buck her hips against my face. I slipped a finger into her steaming pussy and felt it clench desperately around it.
“Make me cum Jack! Please make me cum!” She whimpered her eyes full of tears.
“Want to cum sweetheart?” I asked her sliding another finger. Her juices were gushing out of her hole as I pumped my fingers in and out of her. She was gripping the blankets tightly with both her hands and she let out a long tortured moan. I took her clit into my mouth and held it between my teeth as I flicked it with the tip of my tongue. She was going nuts now and I knew she was extremely close to cumming so I curled my fingers as I feverishly rubbed her G-spot. She lost it and without warning, her juices gushed out of her pussy and I curled my tongue to drink her sweet nectar.
“Fuck Jack…” She moaned pulling me up. She grabbed my head roughly and let out a moan as our lips locked. She was sweating and I let her catch her breath as I softly massaged her nipples. I rubbed my erection against her soaking cunt and she moaned each time it would rub against her clit. I really needed to cum inside her pussy but at the same time I wanted her to beg me. I gently pushed my dick until only the head was in her tight cunt. She groaned with pleasure and wrapped her thighs around me trying to pull me into her. I resisted and leaned forward taking her pink nipple into my mouth.
“Jack…fuck me!?!” She said as I chewed tenderly on her nipple. I pushed into her cunt and stopped when I felt her G-spot rubbing against the head. I continued fucking her in this manner, my head rubbing against her G-spot.
“Beg for it…beg for my cock…” I whispered and pulled her nipple with my teeth.
“Please Jack fuck me! Fuck me with your big cock! Make me cum” She shot me a pleading look and I shoved it into her without a warning. She was writhing beneath me, bucking her hips against mine as I started to pump her deep and hard.
“Oh God! Oh God!” she cried, as her pussy quivered around my cock. It felt amazing, like my cock was melting in her hot wet velvety walls. I loved how her large breasts bounced as I fucked and grabbed her head roughly kissing her hard. She held on to my shoulders and panted into my ear. I suddenly rolled over with her cock buried in me so she was on top of me. She instinctively knew what to do and started riding me cock like she was possessed. She used my chest for support and I placed my hands on her hips helping her up and dropping her weight on my cock.
“Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck” She moaned as my hips met hers as she was coming down. Her breasts were hanging right over my mouth and slapped into my chin as she bounced on top of me. I could tell she was really close to cumming and pumped into her with all the my force.
“AHHHHHHHH!” She moaned as she collapsed on top of me with her cum oozing out of her pussy. I was still hard as fuck and lifted Cathy up and turned her over so she was lying on top of me with her head resting on my chest. “I love this position…”
“I know…” I slowly entered my cock into her pussy and soon picked up the pace. I was free to molest her breasts and pussy while we fucked like this and my head rinds into her G-spot creating amazing sensations for both of us. I grabbed her breast with my right hands and pinched her nipple as I rubbed her clit with my other hands. I was really close to an orgasm and knew I wasn’t going to last longer.
“I am going to cum” I warned her and she squeezed her muscles together. I groaned in pleasure and thrust into her like a madman and finally I couldn’t take it any longer. “Arghhhhh”
I shot ropes of cum deep into her pussy and collapsed with Cathy on top of me. We lay there for good ten minutes as we caught our breath. Just then our phone ran and I moved over.
“Hello?” I answered the phone as I softly stroked Cathy’s hair. She snuggled closer to me and rested her head on my chest and hugged me fiercely.
“Jack? It’s me Jenna…listen I got to talk to you about something important” Jenna was my sister but she
was older than me by 12 years. We have a tight relationship despite the age difference.
“Yeah what’s up Jenna…everything okay?” I asked her concern in my voice.
“Yeah I am fine and so are the kids…well…the kids are not doing so great…especially Ashley…” She
sighed “She has been hanging out with the wrong crowd…getting drunk and last night I found her in bed
with two guys…I don’t know what to do with her…so can I ask you a favor?”
“Yeah Jen…name it”
“Do you mind if I send Ashley over to you for some time…until she gets back in track and loses her bitchy
attitude?” She said and I laughed
“Sure when do you want to send her over?” I asked her
“Tomorrow…I will drop her off tomorrow around 7 in the evening…thanks a ton Jack” She said and I hung
up the phone. I looked down to see Cathy breathing slowly and figured that she fell asleep. I was tired as
fuck and pulled the blanket over our naked bodies and hugged my sexy wife tightly.
The next morning we ate breakfast after a passionate love-making. I explained Cathy the reason why my sister called yesterday and for some reason she was delighted with the idea of my niece spending some time with me. We spent the rest of the day cleaning up the spare bedroom and getting everything in place.
“Jack?” Cathy yelled from downstairs “They are here…
I quickly put my shirt on and went downstairs. Cathy was already downstairs and opened the door. My
sister parked the car right in front of the house and I gave her a long hug when she got out of the car.
“Jack thank you so much…I owe you one…she is really pissed off about me bringing her here but I think
she will get over it” Jenna said and I told her not to worry. After we waited for a good ten minutes, the
princess decided to get out of the car. I was shocked by her appearance but made no comment. She had
panties on and a tight shirt which barely covered her breasts. I glanced at Jenna who was clearly
embarrassed and then at Cathy who was shocked.
Ashley had long dirty brown hair which came up to her shoulder blades. She has pretty blue eyes and a
beautiful face which she ruined it by applying too much makeup. She probably had C cup breasts and a flat
stomach. Her ass was probably the perfect ass I have ever seen, I could feel my dick hardening as I
examined this hot slut.
“Hi Ashley…” I said as I opened my arms to give her a hug. She stepped back and put her hand in front of
her to stop me.
“Listen…lets the cut bullshit…I don’t want to stay here and I know you don’t want me to stay here either…
so let’s pretend you don’t know me and I don’t know you alright?” Ashley said
“Ashley!” Jenna snapped at her
“What do you want mom? Wait I know…you want to ruin my life…and you did that by bringing me here so
why are you angry at me?” Ashley said grabbing her bags from the back seat. I glanced at Cathy and she
rolled her eyes.
“Ashley…” Jenna sighed and shook her head. “Jack…I got to go…I have a business conference to
attend…”
“Yeah no problem…” I said. Jenna gave me a quick kiss on my cheek and kissed Cathy as she got in her
car.
Ashley stood there with two heavy bags as she looked at me expectantly. Cathy took a step forward to help
her but I gave her a look and she stopped dead in her tracks.
“Hello? Is someone going to get these for me?” Ashley said as put her hand on her hip and looked at me
with her eyes wide open. I knew this wasn’t going to work out.
“Ashley…like you said…I’ll pretend I don’t know you and you pretend you don’t know me…” I said as I headed towards the house.
“Jack…relax…she is going through rough times…” Cathy said catching up to me. I rolled my eyes and she laughed.
“Fuck you!” Ashley screamed as we went ahead without her. Cathy turned around by I grabbed her waist and pulled her into the house. After 15 minutes or so, Ashley managed to get her stuff inside the house. She collapsed on the couch and I gave her a glass of water which she gratefully swallowed.
“Hey Ashley…” I said sitting down next to her on the couch. My eyes ran over her smooth thighs and for some reason I started wondering if she was shaved down there “I know you don’t want to be here and everything but life is much easier being here than being there with your mom…”
I looked at her young face wondering if she would say anything. She just sat there quietly looking down at her shoes, “We have three cars down here and you can take one…and I’ll give you money for your stuff and you basically have everything you need…alright?”
“Hmm…ok” She said quietly
“Except…no booze and don’t bring guys over…especially two guys…” I said joking and I must have hit her nerve or something because she started swearing again.
“How the fuck do you know? Is that the reason why I am here because I slept with two guys? Well I love cock and I love getting pounded so there! And if you think I will give up drinking to live in a dump like this…you can go to hell!”
“Ashley! Calm down…” I said sternly and Cathy looked at us from across the kitchen. She mouthed “What’s wrong?” and I shook my head.
“Where the fuck is my room?”
“Stop swearing…up the stairs…across from ours…” I said and she went up the stairs dragging her bags. Cathy came back from kitchen and sat down on the couch next to me.
“She is such a bitch…” I muttered and Cathy laughed
“Relax baby…give her some time…why don’t I help you relax?” She said and at first I thought she was offering me a massage but I quickly understood what she meant when she rubbed my dick through my pants.
“She might cat-
Cathy silenced me by placing her lips over mine. I held her face in my hands as she slowly sucked on my tongue while rubbing my growing erection with her small hands. I felt her fumbling with the pants but she managed to get them off. My dick was struggling to get out of the boxers and I moaned into her mouth as she stroked my erection through her boxers.
I lifted Cathy up and put her on top of my cock with her knees buried to my sides. I kissed her ardently as our tongue tussled desperately. I placed my hands on her hips and pulled her closer into me so her breasts were squished between our bodies.
“Mmm…” She moaned as I softly massaged her lips and pulled her bottom lip. She was unconsciously grinding her hips into mine. “Fuck I need your cock!”
She got off me and got between my knees. She bit her lower lip and gave me a sexy smile before pulling my boxers down. My dick almost hit her in face as it escaped from my boxers.
“Ohhh Fuck…” I moaned as she slowly stroked my cock. She leaned forward and took my head into her mouth as she jacked me off with expertly. She swirled her tongue around my cock before pushing her tongue into my silt. I love it when she does that.
“Oh god…yes yes feels so good” I moaned stroking her hair holding it behind her head so I could see her face in action. She licked my shaft as she looked up at me, I love how she make eye-contact when she sucks my cock.
She licked my balls and gently sucked on both of them before going back to my cock. She twirled her tongue around the head once more before taking me deeper into her warm mouth. I groaned in pleasure once my head hit the back of her throat. It felt so amazing as her throat muscles choked my cock.
“Fuck…you give the best blowjobs baby” I laced my hands behind her head and urged her to take me deeper. I shuddered as her nose hit my crotch, she tried to swallow my dick out of reflex and I almost lost it right there.
“Holy shit I am going to cum…” I warned and she started humming. That was it, I held her face tightly as I shot load after load of hot cum deep down her throat. She swallowed every single drop of my cum and continued sucking on my cock. I gently pushed her away and gasped for breath.
“You are still hard…” She said surprised and I looked down to see my cock hard as a nail. I didn’t know why but I laughed and she joined me.
“Come here you slut!” I growled and pulled her up roughly as I kissed her hard on the lips ramming my tongue down her throat. She squealed in pleasure and ran her hands through my hair. “Ready for this cock? Ready for me to fuck you?”
“Yes god I can’t wait!” She moaned as I sucked on her nipples through the white shit she wore. I left two wet spots on her shirt before taking it off. She didn’t have a bra on and I immediately took her nipple in my mouth and sucked on it as hard as I could. “Mmmm fuck!”
I roughly pulled her skirt down along with panties and shoved two finger into her steamy pussy. She immediately squeezed her cunt muscles and moaned into my mouth. She shivered when my cock rubbed against her clit and grabbed my head roughly and pushed her breasts into my face. I couldn’t wait to fuck her that tight cunt of her.
“Baby…I need your pussy” I moaned in her ear as I felt the heat from her cunt radiating to my crotch. She immediately got up and placed the entrance of my cock against her pussy. She gave me a sexy smile and dropped all her weight on my cock.
“Ahhhhhhhh” I hissed in pleasure as I held on to her hips. She quickly got rid of my shirt and grabbed on to my shoulders tightly as she rode my cock. I held her hips and helped her impale herself on my cock. Her breasts were literally right in front of my mouth and I couldn’t resist but grab them with my mouth.
“Holy fuckkkkkk!” She moaned as her pussy convulsed around my cock and I felt her juices gushing around my cock. She was exhausted so I picked her up and threw her on the couch with her ass sitting on the edge. I grabbed her legs and threw them over my shoulder so her knees were pressed against my face.
“AHHHHHHHHHHHH!” She screamed as I rammed my dick into her hilt. She formed a perfect O and I saw her looking lustfully at me. I grinned and continued pounding her unbelievably hot cunt.
She made a come here motion with her hand and I leaned forward to kiss. She grabbed my head and kissed me zealously. “Your niece is watching us…”
I was about to turn my head and look behind my back but Cathy must have senses that I was about to do this so she held my head tightly. I didn’t stop hammering her pussy and the fact that my niece was watching me turned me on immensely.
“Ohhhh god fuck me…” Cathy moaned as I attacked her neck softly pulling her flesh with my teeth. I heard her mutter something unintelligent but let it go “She is ohhhh fingering herself”
I imagined my niece fingering her tight 15 year old cunt as she spied on us. I couldn’t take it any longer and fucked Cathy so hard I was probably hurting her. My felt my balls churning and knew I was close to cumming.
“FUCK ME JACKKKKKKKKKK I AM CUMMMINGGGGG” Cathy screamed as I thrust my cock into her pussy one last time as I shot load after load of hot cum. I never came so much in life. I collapsed on top of her and we cuddled.
“That was hot…” Cathy said softly as I stroked her smooth silky hair. I glanced at the stairs and saw Ashley hurry towards her room. I scooped Cathy in my arms and took her to our room.
“Fuck…I love you jack…” She purred as I kissed her softly on the lips. I quickly went back downstairs and put my boxers.
I knocked on Ashley’s door and asked permission to enter, “NO! Give me a minute” I heard several noises and finally she opened the door for me. I looked at her suspicious and knew she just masturbated.
“What?” She asked her bitchy tone returning.
“There is food downstairs and you can watch T.V….I am going back to bed”
“Alright” She was staring at my crotch and when I caught her, she flushed her cheeks turning red. She closed the door and went back in her room. I smiled and went back to my bedroom and got under the sheets with Cathy who was already asleep. She was on her stomach and I hugged her tightly resting my head on her back.
The next week I enrolled Ashley in the high-school where Cathy teaches and the whole week was busy. Ashley still didn’t lose her bitch attitude and I heard rumors that she has sex for money. I however didn’t want to accuse her without any proof so I didn’t talk to her about this. It was Friday when I decided to come back home because it was too hot outside.
I went to my bedroom and took a cold shower. When I came out of my bedroom, I heard noises from Ashley’s room and glanced at the clock. She was suppose to be back home at 3 and it was only 1. I got suspicious and opened the door without knocking.
“Ahhhhhhhh! What the hell!?!” Ashley screamed. She was naked with a guy on top of her who was fucking her. The guy looked like he was in like late thirties and I immediately pulled him off her. Ashley wrapped herself with her blanket and started screaming at me.
“SHUT THE FUCK UP YOU WHORE!” I screamed and she immediately shut up. The guy quickly grabbed his clothes and put them on but before he did, I got a glimpse of his erect penis which was 4in.
“Give me my money back!” He yelled at Ashley when he put his clothes on. He glanced at me and gulped.
“You ain’t getting your money and get the hell out of here” I growled and he stood here shocked. I was a pretty big guy standing 6’1 and working on the farm every day, gave me a body which lot of men envy.
“I….”
“OUT!” He ran from the room and I looked at Ashley who pretended nothing happened. “What the hell was going on here?”
“Sex…never had sex before Jack?” She mocked me and then laughed “You and your wife have pity sex…with you tiny dick…”
I had enough of this whore. I jumped on top of her and pinned her hands to the bed. She looked at me scared and tried to push me off but I was way too stronger than her.
“Listen Ashley…I had enough of your bitchy attitude…you will change starting from now…you fucking here me!?!” She nodded her head and I shook my head and left the room. What was wrong with this bitch? She was fucking 40year old bald fat men for money!
“Did you fuck her?” Cathy asked once I told her what happened. She was in the kitchen making dinner for us and I looked at her shocked.
“Of course not! Why would I fuck her?” I asked her jumping down from the kitchen table. I hugged her from
behind and cupped her breasts.
“Well if I were in your shoes…I would show that bitch who was the boss…saying you have a tiny dick ha!”
Cathy said turning around to face. She placed her hands on my shoulders and pulled me closer.
“That would be a sight…” I said as I laughed. I smacked her ass as she turned around and sat on the
couch flipping through the channels. After a while, Cathy came by and sat next to me. She put her head on
my chest and I pulled her closer into me.
“Jack? Why don’t you fuck her? Teach her a lesson” Cathy said and I laughed. I honestly thought she was
joking but then when I looked at her face she pouted her lips. I leaned down and kissed those rosy lips. “I
am serious…”
“You got to be kidding me…I…I…she is my niece…” I argued. I was however excited by that idea and my
cock had other plans. It slowly started going to its full length and Cathy observed this. She smiled at me
and moved closer to me.
“Imagine pounding her tight pussy with your cock…” She whispered in my ear and I was growing excited by
the second. After several minutes of weak argument, I finally agreed to fuck me niece. We both went to our
bedrooms and decided to do it. After all how many wives urge their husbands to have sex with another girl?
“Ashley? Ashley!” I yelled from our bedroom and after couple of minutes Ashley appeared in our bedroom.
She had a pair of panties on and tight white shirt which clearly showed she didn’t have a bra on. She put
her hands on her hips and tapped her foot.
“What?” She asked when we were staring at her. Cathy went to close the door and she stood there to block
Ashley from running away.
“Take off your shirt” I commanded Ashley and she looked at me shocked and then laughed.
“I don’t have a bra on…you sicko!” Ashley said “I am your fucking niece…”
“Take off your shirt!” I said but this time more sternly, she hesitated and looked at Cathy for some help but Cathy showed no emotion though I could tell she was excited.
“Uncle Jack…I don’t have a-
“Alright Ashley…come here…you need a spanking!” I said
“No you are not going to touch me you fucking creep!” She tried to leave the bedroom but I grabbed her and pushed her on my lap so her ass was sticking out.
“You have been a very bad girl Ashley…not listening to your mother…drinking beer…dressing like a slut…sleeping with 40-year old men!”
“Let got of me you bastard! I will tell my mom about this!” She screamed and Cathy came to help me. She grabbed her legs and tied it with the rope she found in our closet and held her hands. I caressed her smooth asscheeks admiring the firmness and smoothness. I gently squeezed them before taking her panties off.
“Uncle Jack? You are my uncle…” She protested but I was having none of it.
SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK
“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!” She screamed after each smack and tears started streaming down her face.
“That’s what you get for not listening to you mom…” I said cheerfully. My erection was pressing against her
stomach and I fondled with her young breasts. She didn’t say anything but I think I heard a soft moan.
SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK
“That’s for drinking and dressing like a slut….” I said as her cheeks turned red as blood. I glanced at Cathy
was naked and slowly started fingering herself. “Last one sweetheart”
SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK
I felt warm liquid on my pants and looked down to see that Ashley has cum. She looked up at me and bit
her lower lip. This was so hot and when Ashley stood up, I saw her neatly shaved cunt glistening with her
juices.
“Did…Did you just cum?” I asked her and she nodded her head as her cheeks turned pink. I broke into a
laugh and quickly removed my clothes.
“Oh my god…that thing is…huge!” She said when she looked at me erection. I opened my arm for her and
she sat on my lap. I quickly took off her shirt and glanced at her sweet young breasts. She looked at me
and I couldn’t resist but kiss her rosy lips. I pulled her closer to me and inhaled her sweet perfume. I
started massaging her lips with mine and pushed my tongue into her warm mouth. She moaned with
pleasure as I pressed her tongue down with mine and tickled the roof of her mouth. I gently broke of the
kiss and looked into her eyes which were filled with hunger and lust.
“You guys have fun…I have some work to do and will try to join you later…” Cathy said as she left the
room. She winked at me and closed the door. I pulled Ashley up and she got between my legs and stroked my cock. I moaned as her tiny hand tried to wrap around my thick penis.
She eagerly took my head into her warm mouth and twirled her tongue around it savoring the taste of my
pre-cum. I moaned in bliss when she ticked the underside of my cock with her tongue. She eagerly tried to
take my dick into her throat but only managed to take 6in before she gagged on it. She tickled my balls with
her hands and tried once again to take my dick in her mouth.
“Ohhh fuck!” I groaned as my dick hit the back of her throat. She finally managed to get my whole dick in her
tight throat and while she came back she sucked hard sending waves of pleasure course through my body.
“Give me your pussy!” I moaned and she swung her legs over my head and I got a wonderful view of her
sweet young pussy. I gently spread her lips with my hand and flickered my tongue across her pink lips.
She moaned into my dick as I attacked her pussy furiously licking, slurping, and lapping away her juices.
“Ohhhhhmmmmmmfuckkkkkkk” She moaned as I entered her hot pussy with my tongue. I teased the
inside lips of her pussy and started tracing alphabets. She was stopped sucking my dick and just jacked me off. She grinded her face into my mouth and I decided to explore her asshole.
“Ohfuckkkkkkcummminggg” I groaned as my tongue touched her tight asshole. I circled her anus, running
my tongue around her rim before trying to push it in her tight hole. She moaned in delight as her juices
flooded my face. I fucking need this girls pussy desperately.
I rolled off Ashley and pushed her against the bed roughly before kissing her with zeal. Our tongues
danced in passion as our bodies were pressed tight against each others. I lined my thick dick against the
entrance of her tight pussy and pushed in.
“Ohhhh fuckkkk” She moaned as I stretched her tight walls with my dick. She was so fucking tight, it
actually hurt to move inside her but I kept on going until my dick hit her cervix. She shivered in delight and
opened her mouth to let out a moan. I grabbed her hips and pulled out of her tight cunt before ramming it
back in it. She moaned and after a few strokes later, I felt her pussy hold my dick tightly as her juices tried
to squeeze past my dick. I didn’t stop fucking her and pounded her sweet pussy as I licked and sucked on
her nipples.
“Fuck fuck me uncle! Fuck me hard!” She moaned and I was shocked to hear her say “uncle” but felt a rush
of excitement and thrill when she said it. I kissed her hard and pushed my tongue deep into her throat and
smacked her breasts. I pinched her sensitive nipples with my hands and grinded my hips into hers and
she screamed in satisfaction as she came over and over again.
“Ride me!” I commanded and rolled off her pulling her with me so she ended up on top of me. She
grabbed my chest and dug her nails into it as she started riding my fat cock. The sight of my big dick
disappearing into her neatly shaved cunt was a sight and I slapped her breasts roughly as she rode me.
“I am close…” I grunted and slapped her already sore ass. I feverishly rubbed her clit and felt the churning
in balls and knew I was going to explode. I grabbed her hips and pulled her down as my cock hit her cervix
and burst.
“AHHHHHHHHHHHHH” She screamed as pain and pleasure hit her body. She came so hard it felt like someone unleashed a dam inside her pussy. She collapsed on my chest but she was done yet.
She quickly got off my chest and sucked my shrinking cock. She sucked on my cock noisily tasting both our
juices. Within seconds my cock was hard again. She smiled happily and leaned forward as our lips
attacked each other.
“Fuck me in doggy-style” She begged me and got in position. I was only too happy to obey her command. I
got behind her and shoved my erection deep into her pussy without warning and moaned in delight.
“Arghhhhh” She screamed as I pounded her pussy relentlessly. I grabbed her wavy hair and pulled it back
and roughly milked her breasts. This slut loved it rough! I pulled her hair back harder and twisted her
nipples with my fingers. She moaned as I rubbed her clit with my hand and I decided to see what would
happed if I pushed a finger into her ass.
“OHMYGODDDDDD” She exclaimed as I pushed my thumb into her tight asshole. The sound of my balls
slapping into her soft asscheeks was music to my ears and sweet smell of sex was driving me wild. The
sight of her breasts hanging in the air made my body shudder with delight.
“I am cumming I am cumming” She warned me and I fucked her like my life depended on it. I was close to
cumming myself and milked her breasts with my hands.
“AHHHHHOHHHHHH” She screamed as I shot wave after wave of hot cum deep into her pussy. This set
her orgasm off and we collapsed on the bed together. She crawled to me and rested her head on my chest
and started crying.
“What’s wrong sweetheart?” I asked her and looked up at me with her blue eyes filled with tears.
“I am so sorry uncle Jack…I am so sorry…I shouldn’t have acted like that with my mom and I promise to study hard” She cried and I softly stroked her hair and pulled her up for a deep passionate kiss.
“It’s alright honey…I trust you.” I said and stroked her hair.
“I love you jack…” She said
“I love you too baby” I hugged her tightly as I slept.
The next month, Ashley brought her grades up fast. She turned her C and D’s to A’s. She stopped drinking
beer and came to me when she needed to orgasm. Within the end of the year, she got into a prestigious
college and even got a scholarship. My relationship with Cathy was stronger than ever and we still loved each other to death. Unfortunately the sad day came when Ashley had to go to college. We made passionate love with Cathy and I kissed her one last time before sending her off.
After couple of weeks, I received a call from my sister that Ashley younger sister started to misbehave. She dropped the younger child who was 14 at our house.
“”I AM NOT FUCKING LIVING IN THE DUMP! I WILL FUCKING SET THIS FUCKING HOUSE ON FIRE IF YOU LEAVE ME HERE!” Kayla screamed and I glanced at Cathy who rolled her eyes.

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Harry Potter Loves You

Part two: Making it up.
Hermione walked down the stairs, to the main floor. Here, Harry had rebuilt the house on an open plan. Almost without exception, every part of this floor could be seen from every other. It made for a rather intimate setting, regardless where one was. The kitchen and dining areas were joined across a granite topped bar that seated four. Both could be seen from the lounge through an arch wide enough to encompass parts of both rooms. The deeply carpeted lounge itself was sunken about thirty centimeters, and was about five or so, metres by seven, accessible by steps on three sides, and surrounded by a one and a half metre, polished maple walkway all the way around it. A wall of glass panels, framed by red cedar allowed access to the back porch, which faced the west, and usually provided a glorious sunset almost every evening.
“Harry?” Hermione walked into Harry’s kitchen. Winky was standing by just as she’d promised. Harry was busily…too busily…tending something in a pan.
She stepped across the kitchen, and touched his arm lightly. He immediately stiffened. It wasn’t rejection, really, but Hermione was rather put out anyway.
“Harry, we need to talk.” She took his arm in hers, and drew him from the stove. Harry came along, but more like a puppet than a man. Hermione was worried. In all the years she’d known him, he’d never been this tractable before. Harry normally resisted anything that he didn’t like. It was what had gotten him through his battle with Voldemort, and unfortunately what had kept him from finding a job. He had enough money to last his lifetime, and several dozen more, but that wasn’t the point. Harry wasn’t the type to go meekly into anything. Most employers hated that attitude, especially as it was usually accompanied by his refusal to endorse their particular cause. It had gotten him a nasty reputation as being ‘unreasonable’.
Hermione understood where the rebellion had come from, and why. She cursed the names ‘Dursley’ and ‘Dumbledore’ with all her heart. But this compliance was troublesome, and yet she knew why.
Now, however, he seemed like a little scare boy, afraid he done something wrong, she had to clear the air.
“Harry, please sit with me. I have to talk with you.” Hermione pleaded, dragging him toward the lounge.
“But the…” Harry protested, gesturing helplessly toward the scallops he’d been sautéing in wine.
“Winky will handle it. Come with me. Please?”
Harry nodded his head and surrendered the spatula to Winky, who accepted it happily. The two of them left the kitchen and entered the sunken lounge. They sat on the overstuffed couch, side by side.
“Harry” Hermione began. “I discovered something awful, today.”
The tone of her voice, alerted Harry to a real problem. He turned his head sharply and took her hands in his. Inwardly Hermione smiled, seeing his instinctive need to protect others, especially Her she knew.
“What’s wrong, Hermione? Is there anything I can do?”
“Actually, yes. Ron came home today, Harry. He’d been drinking. He kissed me hard, pulled my clothing off, and threw me on the bed, where he proceeded to shag me rotten.”
His body dropped “Hermione, this is something I really don’t want to hear about.” The pain in Harry’s voice was plain. Hermione hated herself for thrusting this into his face so abruptly, but she knew he’d have to know. He made a move to get up. Only her clutching his hands prevented it. Feeling how tight she held him, he looked at her questioningly. She could tell he was hurting, but knew if she tried to comfort him, the way he lower his head, he’d only pull away again. She had to finish what she started, although it was hurting both of them.
“Harry, I’m not saying this to hurt you. Really, I’m not. It’s all a part of this. Look at me”
Harry hesitated a moment, then: “All right, then.” He still sounded doubtful, slowly looked her in the eyes, She choked, She could see the pain in his eyes, he gestured her to continue.
“Harry, afterwards, when he was falling asleep, he had a smile on his face…a rather nasty smile, actually. I asked him why. He was too sleepy and likely too drunk to censor what he was saying. Well to make a long story short… Harry, in sixth year, Ron threw your note to me into the fire. He told me that you were gay, and that’s why you weren’t interested in me!”
“He told you I was gay? Ron started that rumor!?!” His shoulders jerked in angry, but dropped again and dropped his eyes. Damn this is hurting him.
“Yes.” She whispered. “Harry, that’s the only reason I went with him and not you. I have always loved you, you saved my life, after all, but I felt if you had no feelings for me, other than as a best friend, I would be that best friend. I wouldn’t intrude on your romantic life. I didn’t know at the time you were really interested in me. Ron lied to me”
“Hermione, I wasn’t just ‘interested’ in you. I’m in love with you. I have been almost from the first. I just couldn’t…” Harry quietly managed to say
“Couldn’t what, Harry.” She asked quietly, knowing the answer before he spoke it. “Tell me you loved me, or take me from Ron?”
“Either. Hermione, realizing if I were to declare my love for you before I learned to occlude my mind, ol’ Voldyface would have it out of me in a minute. He’d take you and he’d torture you, hurt you, possibility to death, just to get me to lie down and die. And I would have, I would rather die than let anything happen to you. As for the other, Ron’s one of my two best mates. He’s been my mate since before we got to know you. He was the very first friend my own age I ever had. I couldn’t just ruin his happiness because I was jealous.”
“Why not, Harry. That’s exactly what he did!”
“I know. I know that now, but, Hermione, I didn’t know that until now. Don’t you see?”
“Yes, you unselfish, over-giving idiot!” She growled. “I understand entirely too well. You seem to feel everyone in the world has the right to be loved… except you!”
In one swift movement, Hermione had straddled Harry’s lap and had his head trapped in her hands, and her mouth glued to his. Harry struggled until her tongue entered his mouth. Then, feeling the kiss for the first time. Tasting Hermione, for the first time, massaging her tongue with his, for the first time. All thoughts of resistance evaporated from his head. Harry wrapped his arms around her body and returned the kiss, as he wanted to give her for so long!
Now it was Hermione’s chance to be shocked. She’d never thought Harry could kiss this well. It was nothing like with Ron. Ron was an excellent kisser, and all, but there was always something missing. Now, it felt…right! It felt like this was the something she’d been without…and for far too long! She could feel his soul, his love. Below, she also felt another response. She sighed happily into his mouth knowing he really did have feelings for her.
Harry broke the kiss. Hermione moaned in loss, until he whispered: “Dobby’s coming.”
Hermione slipped off his lap, leaving an unfortunate indicator of their interrupted passion. Harry adjusted himself as discretely as possible, and they faced each other, once more.
“This isn’t over, Harry, my love, later, I am going to show you exactly how deserving of love you really are.” she thought to herself ‘eat you’re going to need your strength’.
Dobby entered and announced “dinner“. Harry stood, and held out his hand. Hermione took it, and rose as well. Together, they entered the dining room.
Dinner was a quiet and peaceful time. What Harry had begun, Winky had finished. They ate scallops in a buttery wine sauce, a tossed pasta and fruit salad in a tart vinaigrette, glazed baby carrots with tarragon, fresh baked bread and a nice light ale. Hermione made sure to keep the topics of discussion light.
When they’d finished, Harry and Hermione adjourned to the lounge. Winky brought coffee and biscuits then vanished. Hermione could see the elves polishing the kitchen, thoroughly. Although she could see Dobby speaking to his mate, she couldn’t hear anything, and assumed the elves had cast a silencing charm over the doorway.
Harry poured their coffees, fixing each cup the way they took it. Hermione’s had milk and a bit of honey. Harry took his black, with, as Hermione always said, far too much sugar.
Music played from concealed speakers. This piece was a minor piano concerto by Tchaikovsky. Harry’s taste in music ran a rather eclectic gamut. He had ABBA, AC/DC, and Blue Oyster Cult, as well as Weird Al and Cheech & Chong . Beethoven, Brahms, Mozart and Prokofiev stood on the shelf beside The Beatles, Aerosmith, Pink Floyd, and ELO. Rachmaninoff and Shostakovich shared the shelf with Louis Armstrong and The Who. A Tina Turner album leaned up against a rare collection of Igor Stravinsky
They sipped their coffees in comfortable silence, content to just let the soothing music wash through their souls.
Hermione set her cup on the coffee table. She took his and said: “That was a lovely dinner, Harry. And now, I owe you a major apology.” She set his cup beside hers, and again, climbed onto his lap. She tugged her sensible woolen skirt up to free her legs.
Harry was pleasantly surprised to see that the knickers Hermione wore that evening, were rather translucent, showing her nest of light brown curls quite well. What got him, though, were the words written across the front of the panty. They read: “If you are reading this, this is your lucky day!” He recognized the silly gift he’d given to her for her and Ron’s anticipated wedding night.
This time, she just held his head gently. “Harry. I’m sorry. I never knew you felt this way about me. If I had, I promise, Ron would never have stood a chance.”
“Hermione.” Harry protested quietly. “You don’t owe me an apology. Ron told me you wanted him. I decided then, that if you only wanted me as a friend, I would be the best friend I could be. I never meant to…”
“I know, Harry. Believe it or not, Ron put it best. He said: “He’s too bloody noble!” Tonight, I don’t want you to be noble. Just my Love”
As she was speaking, Hermione had been slowly rocking her hips, pressing down rather firmly onto Harry’s increasingly blood filled organ. Harry groaned at the wonderful stimulation she was giving. He gripped her hips tightly in order to stop the torment. Hermione was having none of it, however. She grabbed his hands and firmly pressed them to her breasts. From the feel, he knew she wore nothing under the silk blouse. Her harden nipples felt fantastic
Wrapping her arms around Harry’s neck, she pressed her lips to his, invading his mouth and gently caressing his tongue. Together, they fought a peaceful battle for the available space.
Breaking the kiss, only when the desperate need for oxygen required it, Hermione whispered: “Hang on, tight!” and apparated them both to Harry’s room, sans her clothing! As Hermione had never seen Harry nude, she had to do it the old fashioned way. Still, his stripping was done with extreme dispatch. She literally tore his shirt open, scattering buttons every which way, and swiftly had his belt undone and his trousers around his ankles. She yanked down his briefs and pushed him forcibly backwards onto the bed. Harry, finally getting a clue, kicked off his shoes and wriggled out of his pants.
Before Harry knew what was what, Hermione had straddled him again, grasped his now, rock-hard erection and impaled herself.
Harry growled his pleasure as the tight, hot and wet silken glove encased him fully.
For Hermione’s part, she cried out, eyes wide, as she discovered the ‘difference’ between Ron and Harry. Harry was quite a bit thicker and somewhat longer as well. ‘I guess it’s good to be short!’ She thought happily, squealing softly, as she rose and fell again, stretching tissues within her that Ron had never reached.
Harry wasn’t a virgin by any means. He’d had several women; muggles all, before he’d realized that they’d all left him cold. The sex was OK, but there was always something missing. Something vital.
Actually, it was a woman named Bethany Somethingorother, who clued him in.
Harry clearly recalled the post-coital conversation with the short, curly brown-haired teacher.
“What’s she like?” She had asked.
“Hmmm?” Harry replied, rather drifting. “Whazzat?”
“What’s this woman like? She obviously means a great deal to you, Jim, or you wouldn’t be trying so hard to replace her. Did she die in your war?” Bethany traced one of the many scars that crossed Harry’s chest.
“No. She’s alive.”
“What’s her name?”
“Hermione.”
“Pretty.”
“Yes, she is.”
“You love her.” It was not a question.
“Yes.”
“Then why are you here?”
“Because, she’s with someone.”
“Someone you know?”
“Yea, my best mate.” Bethany sat up and eyed him oddly.
“Does she love you?”
“I used to think so. But things changed a few years ago.”
“What changed?”
“I wish I knew. I was going to ask her to be my girlfriend. I wanted to surprise her, so I asked Ron to give her a note asking her to meet me in the Room of Requi…well, a room in our school. She never showed. The next day, things changed between us. It all got…strange. Ron told me she had chosen him. Somehow, I must have scared her off.”
Bethany had climbed off the bed and dressed. Now she sat down beside him. “I can offer you one piece of advise. Find her. Ask her if she loves you.”
“I can’t. Ron loves Hermione, Hermione loves Ron. It wouldn’t be right.”
Bethany drew her knee to her chest. “Do they really love each other? What were they like before they began dating?”
“They rowed all the time. They still do, for that matter. It quite drives us all mad! Sometimes I think that they’re only happy when they’re fighting.”
“Oh, yeah! That sounds like true love to me!” She said sarcastically. “Listen, Harry…” She smiled as his eyes widened. “Yes. I do know who you are. Don’t worry. I won’t be selling an exclusive to The Daily Prophet.”
“Wouldn’t do you any good. I own a controlling interest in the paper. I bought the stock, first thing after I killed Voldemort, so they’d stop printing all that rubbish! I’d lived with it for most of my life, and I’d gotten rather sick of it!”
Bethany laughed brightly. “Harry, The only thing I can say is this: Go find her. Talk to her. I think, from what little you’ve told me, that there’s a bigger story here than you might know.” She stood, leaned over, and kissed him on the forehead, turned and walked out the door, leaving a pensive Harry Potter sitting on the bed in a small hotel in Kent.
Now, Harry had no such difficulty. With Hermione he found the ‘spark’ he’d been missing.
It was not sweet. It was not gentle. It was fiercely passionate. It was driving and pounding and violent and harsh!!! It was all that and it was much, much more. It was Hermione’s declaration of her unrelenting love for Harry. It was a sincere apology for his treatment at her hands…unknowing or not. And it was a promise. A promise for the future for them.
Harry didn’t last long. It had been a long while since Bethany, after all. Hermione fared little better. She’d gotten so worked up knowing she was going to have the boy…no, the man, that she’d wanted for so long. When Harry-the-man, stood aside, and Harry-the-beast, took control, Hermione unleashed her own animal to greet him.
They came within moments of each other. Harry climaxed first, with a strangled cry. He clutched her to him her in almost a death grip, with his face buried in the side of her neck. There was not a single inch of him that was not mashed into her so tightly they seemed to be one person! Hermione held Harry as tightly, reveling in the feel of his seed pulsing into her, feeling the over abundance of his hot essence being forced back between her inner wall and his wondrous cock, there as so much and with such a force it was gushing from her.
“Oh, God!” Hermione cried. She forced her head to the side and found Harry’s mouth waiting. Her own climax began as his began to subside. What surprised Hermione the most, was the White warm loving aura that encompassed them, as she came, shaking and shuddering, panting and sweating, Hermione rejoiced as her orgasm ripped through her!
Long minutes later, Hermione lifted her head. Harry gazed into her eyes, with a mixture of shock and love. Hermione saw he was bleeding from his mouth. She’d bitten him in her passion.
“Wow!” Harry whispered. He was astounded by this animal side of his bookish friend. “That was…was…”
“Wonderful!” She breathed.
“Yea.” Harry remained wrapped around her, and she around him.
“Mmmhmmm!” She returned. She kissed his bleeding lip. “I’m sorry, love.” She murmured.
“Don’t be. I’m not.” Harry’s eyes shone with a light she’d not seen in years! It was those lights behind his eyes that had first drawn her, and only now, after the fact, she realized the spark had gone out of those emerald eyes, the day after she had agreed to be Ron’s. Even his dramatic defeat of the greatest evil the wizarding world had known in a century was not enough to restore the glow. Nothing till now.
Hermione returned her mouth to his, probing deeply, tasting his blood on her tongue. She alternated between deep, soulful kisses to his mouth, and soft, languid brushes of her lips on his face and neck. Harry returned the favor in kind, gently pressing his lips wherever he could reach.
Deep within her, Hermione felt Harry begin to stiffen again. Feeling him grow large inside her, she began to slowly, carefully shift her hips.
Now, the panic was gone. The urgency spent. Harry and Hermione began to explore, to touch and caress. This time, it was all it had been before, but not as violent. This time, it was slow and gentle. This time, their loving was just that…loving.
Hermione moaned in pure bliss as frissons of pleasure raced up and down her body.
Harry slowly rolled them over, offering her every opportunity to refuse. Instead, she pulled him down on top of her. Harry moved inside her as slowly, as fully as possible, touching places within her too deeply buried for any other to reach, none would ever reach, save Harry, her love.
Soon enough, her breathing, first grew faster, and then became panting as the pressure built up.
This time, it was Hermione who came first. It was one of her most powerful climaxes ever; especially given that there were no violent thrustings, no pounding or driving. All the strength of this orgasm came from within…from Hermione’s love for Harry, and from Harry’s love for Hermione.
She cried out again, clutching, biting and scratching. Ron used to hate when Hermione bit! Harry seemed to revel in it! Hermione held him tightly to her, arms and legs wrapped around him in a strangling grip. Rather than protest, Harry clutched her just as tightly, his head buried in her neck, and drove more deeply into her.
Hermione stiffened again; her just-finished orgasm, giving rise to another, and another after that and again. Harry continued to thrust with small movements into her body.
Hermione’s internal muscles clenching, with another mind blowing orgasm, she so tightly around his hypersensitive organ, finally pulled Harry over the brink.
Harry grunted, almost in pain, as he spilled into her again. Hermione gasped as she felt herself being filled once more, his seed flooding her insides as it should be.
Panting and gasping, kissing passionately, but not so fervently as before, the lovers slowly calmed.
“That was…” She began.
“Amazing!” He finished her thought.
Soft kisses followed. Gentle touches. strokes. Each seemed to know the thoughts of the other. There were no secrets between them. Each was a soul laid bare.
They rested a bit, simply enjoying the feel of being wrapped warmly around each other. Kisses accompanied. Caresses and sometimes more serious touches followed.
Harry whispered “I Love You, Hermione”
“I Love you too, Harry with all my heart”
Harry grew hard again, and they made love a third time. It was slow and languid…almost lazy, and, although not as explosive as their previous ones, the orgasms was eminently satisfying for Hermione.
Harry didn’t climax this third time, but he enjoyed hers as she did.
Soon afterward, well and truly satisfied, the two young lovers slipped into the welcoming arms of Morpheus.
Hermione woke the next morning in a most delicious manner, slight sore, but oh so happy. Harry, still asleep, was absently caressing her breast, and amazingly enough, he was thrusting gently into her. How he’d entered her in their sleep, she had no idea, but for the time being, Hermione didn’t care, just overjoyed he did. Still, she knew she’d have to wake him, if only so he could do a proper job!
She called softly: “Harry”
Harry opened his eyes, closed them again in sexual bliss, and then snapped them open again in abject horror!
“Oh God! Hermione! I’m so…” He tried to pull away, but Hermione reached behind her and drove her clawed hand into his hip, growling: “You go, you die!”
With her other hand, Hermione grabbed the hand that had been fondling her breast, and pulled him to her. “Don’t you dare be sorry, Harry Potter! I never been awakened so nicely! Now, you get on top of me right this minute and fuck me hard!”
Shocked at her outburst, but never one to refuse a lady, especially Hermione, Harry did as She bade him. Hermione tucked a folded pillow under her and rolled on top of it, pulling Harry with her. The pillow under her hips and her wide-spread legs made her arch upward. She cried out in pleasure as Harry braced his hands on the back of her pelvis and began to thrust intensely.
Hermione had never been taken like this before. Harry’s weight on her arse, combined with his fast, deep, pounding thrusts, quickly drove her to climax after climax!
Hermione buried her face in the pillow and cried out each time an orgasm wracked her petite frame.
Harry drove furiously now, panting and sweating hard, he pounded into her body, his hands braced on the bed beside her.
Suddenly, he stopped.
“Harry! What’s wrong?” Hermione wanted this delicious torment to continue immediately.
“Nothing. Turn over. I want to see your eyes as I make love to you” He withdrew to allow her the freedom to move.
Happily, Hermione complied, wincing as stressed muscles protested. Now, on her back, her knees spread nearly to the mattress. She saw it, for the first time, as she guided him in.
“My God, Harry! You’re huge!”
Harry seated himself in her and resting half on her, and half on his elbows, began to thrust deeply. Emerald eyes sank into cinnamon, as they joined together.
Smiling wickedly, Hermione began to do her Kegals, squeezing him within her. Then she remembered he said make Love to her, Love not shagging, wonderful Love, she moaned in happiness.
Harry gasped in wonderful surprise as she became even tighter around his shaft than before. He now had to force his way in. It seemed Ron had heard about these exercises, and had insisted Hermione practice them, faithfully, so she didn’t ‘loosen up’, as he didn’t want any sloppy pussy!
That comment, had led to a row early on in their relationship, over Ron’s lack of respect towards women in general and Hermione in particular, and had resulted in her staying over at Harry’s place for several days. Needless to say, Ron didn’t get any for a long while! Well from Her! It had also resulted in there being a suite here for her whenever she needed it. She had hated the instruction, more a command, when he’d given it. Now, it looked to be a good thing, Harry seemed to like it.
Harry never let his eyes lose contact with hers, as he drove into her. He knew he was very close. So did Hermione. He felt her hand slip between their bellies, as she sought that special trigger spot. She found it.
Hermione stroked her clitoris expertly, pressing just so. For the very first time, they came almost as one…Harry, with a long, low groan that seemed to be almost a cry, Hermione with soft screams as she shuddered around him.
Harry felt her constrict arrhythmically around him. Now, his control was lost! Burying himself as deeply as possible, he surged into her over and again, just overfilling her again. Never once, did they break eye contact.
Lowering his head Harry joined his lips to hers, exploring her mouth tenderly.
Harry tried to roll to one side to prevent his squishing her, but Hermione was having none of it. She tightened her limbs around him and held on until he simply collapsed on top if her, she needed to feel him on her, needed him to know she could support him and would.
Harry kissed her tenderly. “Good morning, darling.”
“Mmmmm! I feel sooooo yummy! You’ve quite worn me out, Mister Potter.”
“I certainly hope so, Miss Granger. Moreover, I hope to do so again, as often as you will allow.”
“Harry, barring advanced pregnancy, which I hope one day to enjoy, I will allow any time you wish! I love you, Harry. I always have, and I always will.
“Would you marry me?”
“I would if you asked.”
“Will you marry me?”
“Yes. Of course I will!”
“Thank you” Harry leaned in for another kiss. The kiss of a lifetime, Hermione she felt his love, his very being, his soul moving into her thru that kiss and she returned happily her’s to him.

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Missy: Day Eleven

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What Happened in Vegas…Part 2

If you haven’t read part 1, you probably want to read it first. Sorry for the delay in posting this second chapter. I meant to write it sooner, but well, life happens. There is more of a slow buildup to this chapter as it helps to further the story along.

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Grandfather Gets A Hardon

The following story is essentially true. The events happened pretty much as described, though I have embellished some of the details – after all, this occurred when I was very young, and I can’t remember everything precisely as it happened.
Names have been changed where needed.
A few months after my grandfather and I had started having sex, he introduced me to a friend of his. On Sundays we all piled into my mother’s station wagon and went to church out in the country, a rather large church I thought at the time. There was a lower level, a basement of sorts, though most of it was above ground, so all the basement rooms actually had windows. There was a large set of stairs outside going up to the front door and the main auditorium, and inside there were stairs down to the basement rooms.
My grandfather was a deacon, and every other Sunday he, along with another deacon, would take up the collection on Sunday morning, then take it downstairs to one of the empty basement Sunday school rooms to count it. Usually he and the same deacon worked together, and another pair took the collection on Sunday evening, and another pair during the weeknight service. There were about a dozen deacons, so each group of six swapped off every other week.
One morning, after they had taken up the collection, my grandfather asked if I would like to go downstairs with him and watch as he and his partner counted it. Proud to have been asked to go along for such an important duty, and not even eight years old yet, I followed the two men downstairs as they went to the counting room.
They closed the door to the classroom and locked it, and made sure the curtains were pulled across the window, precautions I am sure they took for security because of the money in the collection. My grandfather took me aside and told me to do whatever his friend asked, that he was going to count the money while we ‘played’.
I knew what my grandfather meant by playing, and turned to see the other man had already unzipped his trousers and unbuckled his belt. He lowered his trousers and stepped out of them, folding them neatly over a table top, then pulled his cock from his boxers. I didn’t need any further instruction, and as the man sat into a chair, I dropped to my knees in front of him and began to service his cock.
Unlike my grandfather, this man was able to get a full erection, but the difference as far as I was concerned as I sucked his cock was almost negligible. I didn’t have to hold his cock up to support it as I sucked it, so I was able to stroke his cock with one hand while my other hand played with his balls through his boxers.
Soon I had my head bobbing up and down as I sucked his cock, and he leaned back in the chair groaning. After a few minutes he grasped the back of my head and pushed my mouth down on his cock, hard, and I almost gagged, but he let off in time. Then I got the biggest surprise – unlike my grandfather, whose cum simply seeped out as I sucked him, the man actually spurted his cum out into my mouth, into the back of my throat, and I had to work hard to swallow the cum. I wasn’t used to it all coming that hard and fast, all at once, and I couldn’t swallow it all fast enough, and some dribbled out of my mouth and onto my chin. I continued sucking and licking as much of his cum as I could off his cock as it gradually went limp, and as I pulled my lips off his cock he wiped his cum off my chin with his handkerchief.
My grandfather had finished counting the collection by then, and as his friend put his trousers back on, grandfather unfastened his trousers and let them drop down around his ankles as he took his place sitting on the chair. I took his cock out of his boxers myself, and immediately started sucking him as the other man watched. He commented that he wished his grandson would do that for him, as my head bobbed up and down on my grandfather’s cock and I stroked the shaft. Once my grandfather was satisfied, he wiped his cock off with a handkerchief and pulled his trousers back up, and dusted off the knees of my trousers, and we all headed back upstairs.
Two Sundays later, my grandfather and the same deacon friend were in charge of the collection again, and we repeated our session. This became the pattern for almost a year, whenever my grandfather and his deacon friend took up the collection, except for once when my grandfather took up the collection with someone else. I learned that men normally got completely erect during sex, like the other deacon, and their cum usually spurted out, as his did, and found out that my grandfather had a problem with his erection and couldn’t seem to get a normal erection anymore. It didn’t matter to me, though; I loved sucking his cock just as much as I always had.
The next spring, about the time I got out of school for the summer, there was some sort of falling out at the church, and several members, including my grandparents, left the congregation. Shortly after that, my mother decided to move about an hour and a half away from my grandparents, close to her younger sister and her family.
Even after we moved, almost every weekend we would make the drive to my grandparents’ house and spend the weekend. The summer before, after we had moved to the house just up the street, I would have me stay over at my grandparents’ house a couple of nights a week, and my grandfather had become so brazen that he would take me to his bed, in the bedroom he and my grandmother shared, though they slept in separate beds. Now my mother slept in the back bedroom, separated by only a cloth curtain from my grandparents’ bedroom, and my younger brothers and I slept on the floor in the living room of the small house. The only time I had alone with my grandfather was when everyone else went shopping on Saturdays, and since they were no longer going to church, there were no more sessions in the church basement.
The first couple of weekends we drove up to visit, that’s what he had to settle for, sex with me when everyone else was gone shopping. Then he grew even bolder, and after we had driven up one Friday night, and everyone else had gone to bed, he came and got me out of the living room and took me to his bed. We had sex openly then, in the room right next to where my mother was lying in bed, and I could hear her moving around and knew she was awake and aware of what was going on. She never got up and came in to stop what was going on, just as my grandmother had never made a move to stop it the summer before, as I happily sucked my grandfather’s cock and he sucked mine. We fell asleep, naked, in his bed.
The next morning no one said anything at breakfast, though afterward I did hear snippets of whispered conversation off and on during the morning. As I said in a previous story (Grandfather’s Boy Toy), my grandfather had a history of molesting two of his young teenage daughters, his oldest daughter and my mother, but it had been kept a deep family secret for years. My grandmother had known what was going on then, as well, but out of fear and the stigma that would go with it if it became public, had never tried to stop it.
That afternoon, as usual, everyone except my grandfather and me left to go grocery shopping, and as soon as they left, we headed for my grandfather’s bed. After we had swapped blowjobs and I had ‘fucked’ his foreskin, my grandfather told me that from then on, whenever we came to visit, he and I would sleep together in the back bedroom, and my mother and grandmother would sleep in the front bedroom. I didn’t question him about it, but starting that very night, that was the arrangement.
I didn’t know it then, but a deal had been struck with my mother and grandmother, allowing my grandfather to continue using me for sex, freely and openly, as long as he never molested my two younger brothers. What it amounted to was that I was already considered ‘damaged goods’ and given up as too far gone, in order to spare my younger brothers. I found that out years later, after my grandfather had died, and my grandmother told me about the arrangement.
At the time, though, I didn’t care. I was allowed to suck my grandfather’s cock for him, and he could suck mine, every night whenever we visited, and Saturday afternoons to boot when everyone else was shopping.
When I was ten years old, my mother’s oldest sister, the one that had been molested by my grandfather, and her family came down to visit my grandparents for a week or so. There were two older girls, about 15 or 16, who were my uncle’s daughters from a previous marriage, and a girl my age, Robin, and a boy who was maybe a couple of years younger than me.
My aunt knew my grandfather’s history, having been molested by him herself, and took care not to leave her stepdaughters alone with him, because they were about the same age she was when he started molesting her. She slipped up, though, when we came up to visit for the day – there wasn’t room for all of us to stay in that small house at night, so we were going back home that evening – and everyone decided they had somewhere to go. My uncle took the older girls to visit some friends they had across town, then he was going to run around a bit, and everyone else planned to go shopping, except, of course, my grandfather and me. He convinced my aunt to leave Robin with us, and I guess she thought Robin would be safe because she was only ten, and I was there, so they all went on without us.
My grandfather had both of us in the bedroom with him almost before they had gotten out of the driveway. He asked Robin if she had ever seen a boy naked, and she said yes, she had seen her brother in the bath a few times. Grandfather said we were going to play a game and had both of us strip naked, and he did the same. Robin was a bit hesitant but went along when she saw me taking my clothes off. She and I had always been close, and she trusted me enough to go along with anything I did.
Once we were all naked, my grandfather invited Robin to check out his cock. She wasn’t sure about that, but I took her hand and guided it to his cock, and moved it along the shaft for her, and around his balls, then I took my other hand and slid his foreskin back so she could see. There was a small drop of pre-cum there, and as she watched, I licked it from the slit of his cock. My grandfather then lifted her onto the bed and positioned her on her back, and checked her little pussy out, taking quite a while to explore her hairless slit with his fingers.
My grandfather let Robin watch as I took his cock into my mouth, sucking it and licking the pre-cum from the head of it. He had her watch as he directed me to show her how to lick and suck his cock, how I stroked the shaft of his cock as I sucked him, and how I used my other hand to play with his balls.
After a few minutes he asked if she was ready to try it, and I took my mouth off his cock as she moved closer. I showed her how to grasp the shaft in one hand, and watched as she lowered her face toward the tip of his cock. She saw the bit of cum at the slit and hesitated, and I reassured her that it was all right, that it didn’t really taste bad. She licked the bit of cum off the tip and tasted it, then she wrapped her sweet lips around the tip of our grandfather’s cock and began to take the head of it into her mouth.
Grandfather was still only able to get his cock half-erect, but, as he had done when I first started sucking his cock, he gently put his hands behind Robin’s head and began to push down, so she took more of his cock into her mouth. As soon as she started to gag, he released the pressure and let her back off a bit, then he would gently push her head down again. I told her to move her head up and down and let the cock slide in and out of her lips, and watched as she quickly caught on. I moved her free hand up to his balls, and whispered to her how to rub them and squeeze them gently as I watched her head bob up and down, her lips wrapped around his cock.
As she sucked his cock, I slipped one hand between her legs and began to rub her pussy. That startled her, and she almost stopped, but I whispered to her to go on, that it was okay. Robin trusted me, and continued sucking grandfather’s cock as I began to play with her little pussy. At first I simply rubbed her small mound with the flat of my fingertips, then I slipped one of my fingers into her slit and rubbed it up and down her slit a few times, barely penetrating her. I spent a few seconds at a time gently rubbing her clitty each time I slipped my finger near the top of her slit, then I would slide it down the full length of her slit and back up again, once more rubbing her clitty. My grandfather watched as I fingered her pussy for a bit, then lay back and simply enjoyed his blow job as Robin worked her lips up and down on his cock.
I had first sucked my grandfather’s cock at seven years old, and in the three years since had also begun having sex with some of the young girls I knew. The first girl I had ever fucked, at age nine, was an ‘older’ girl of eleven, and she had swiped a few of her dad’s sex magazines for us to use as training aids. After over a year of fucking her and a couple of other girls, I had tried quite a few things, and had even had my first real orgasm the year before, but I had never told my grandfather about any of that.
Robin was able to roll over and spread her legs a bit more as she continued to suck my grandfather’s cock, and I began to slowly fingerfuck her, pumping my finger in and out of her pussy rather than slipping it up and down the length of her slit. Her small pussy lips had opened by now, and she was actually beginning to get rather wet, and it was getting harder for her to concentrate on sucking grandfather.
Grandfather was finally satisfied, for now, and allowed Robin to release his cock from her sweet lips and roll over onto her back. I asked him if I could taste her pussy and lick it like we had his cock, and he said that would be okay. I don’t think my grandfather had ever kissed a pussy before himself, but on the other hand, he had never sucked a cock before, either, until I happened to give him the opportunity.
He watched as I lowered my face between Robin’s thighs and began to lick her sweet little pussy. I used the fingers of one hand to spread her pussy lips a bit, and licked up and down the slit a few times. Then, as I slipped a couple of fingers inside her pussy and began to fingerfuck her again, I began licking around her clitty and occasionally bumping my tongue up against it. Robin began to moan, and my grandfather said maybe it was time she had a good fucking, and as I stopped licking her for a moment, he explained to us what fucking was, and asked if we would like to try it.
I was all for it, of course, but Robin was still a virgin – though she probably had no idea what that was – and she wasn’t sure, so I told her it would be all right, it might hurt just a bit at first but it would feel so good, and I would stop if it hurt her too much. By now she was already pretty excited from sucking grandfather’s cock and from the oral and manual stimulation I had given her, and she wanted that good feeling, so she said yes, she would try it.
Grandfather was all ready for me to fuck her right away, but I wanted to taste a bit more of her pussy first. I had kissed quite a bit of pussy over the last year, but Robin’s pussy somehow tasted sweeter to me, and excited me so much more, probably because we were first cousins and I knew it was incest. I had learned what that was since the first time I had sucked my grandfather off, and even with him, as much as I had loved sucking his cock before, once I found out it was forbidden, I had come to enjoy it that much more.
Robin lay back and I continued licking and kissing her pussy, fingerfucking her as I did so, until she began to moan and wriggle around a bit. Then, as my grandfather looked on approvingly, I mounted her, and began to lower my prick into her pussy. I got the head inside her slit, and used my hand to rub it up and down her slit a couple of times, and told her to let me know if it hurt. I gently slipped the rest of my little pole inside her. There was just a bit of resistance at one point, then I was quickly past it as Robin gave a little gasp, and finally I had it all the way inside her. I asked how she felt and she said okay, and I began to slowly pump my pecker in and out of her wet cunny.
It felt so incredibly good to be fucking my cousin, so much better than fucking just any girl, and I was absolutely thrilled to be taking her virginity. Robin seemed to be enjoying it as well, as she had started pushing her pussy up to meet my prick on its downstrokes, and gotten the rhythm pretty well. My grandfather began to moan as he watched, and I looked over and was surprised to see that he was holding his rock hard cock in his hand, stroking off as I fucked his granddaughter. I had never seen him with a full erection before, and I guess it took seeing his grandson fuck his virgin granddaughter to get it up for him.
He moved over closer and put his cock in Robin’s face, touching her lips, and told her to suck it for him as I continued to fuck her. She managed to get the head of his cock inside her lips, and began sucking and licking on it as he continued to stroke on the shaft. By now I was pumping my dick in and out of her pussy as fast as I could, and a couple of minutes later I pushed my pecker as deep into her pussy as I could and began to cum. My grandfather, watching me shoot my cum inside her, began to cum as well, a real spurting cum, the first time I had seen him do that as well. Robin tried to catch his cum in her mouth, but most of it spilled out onto her face, and as my grandfather sat back, satisfied, I leaned over and began to lick his cum off her face. Afterwards I again licked and kissed her pussy for a few minutes, tasting my own cum mingled with her sweet pussy juice.
My grandfather, not used to that much excitement, decided he was going to take a nap for a while, so Robin and I cleaned up and got dressed and left him in his room. We went out back on the covered back porch and found an old blanket to spread in one corner, then sat down and talked a while. Robin said she had enjoyed me licking and playing with her pussy, and had enjoyed being fucked, but said grandfather had been a bit rough, and she hadn’t cared for that so much. She was glad he hadn’t tried to fuck her, because his cock was so much larger than mine, and I told her I didn’t think he would, because he normally couldn’t get it hard enough for that, and he had never tried to fuck me in over three years. She asked how he could do that, and I explained I had been having sex with other boys and girls for a while, and explained to her what anal sex was. Robin said she wasn’t sure she could do that, let a boy stick his ‘thing’ up her butt, but I told her I had let other boys do it to me, and it felt great. She said okay, maybe we could try it sometime, then asked if she could see my ‘thing’ again.
I was happy to oblige, and quickly stripped off my pants and underwear. I stood in front of her naked as she knelt on the floor to get a closer look, then I felt her take it into her mouth. I hadn’t had a chance to let her suck my dick before, and I was more than happy to let her do so now. I gently pumped my hard little pecker in and out of her mouth, and she picked up on the rhythm and began to suck me off. Since my dick was smaller than my grandfather’s, she was able to take it further into her mouth without gagging or choking. Again, the fact that it was my cousin made it feel so much more incredible than any blowjob I had ever had, the difference is indescribable. In just a few minutes, I warned her I was getting ready to cum, but she kept sucking greedily as I shot my load of cum into her mouth. She swallowed it all, and kept licking and sucking my shaft until it was limp again.
She asked how long it would be before it was hard again, and I told her it would be a few minutes. She said that was good, because she wanted me to fuck her one more time before grandfather got up or everyone started getting home. I told her it might get hard again quicker if she would just let me taste her pussy some more while we were waiting, and she was out of her clothes and lying back on the blanket in a flash.
This time I began by paying a little attention to her tiny titties. At ten, they hadn’t really even started developing yet, but I had already learned that having their titties licked and sucked was a great turn-on for some girls. Robin was soon squirming and moaning as I kissed one titty, then the other, and I began licking and kissing my way down her belly. I stopped and spent a couple of minutes licking and kissing her navel, then continued on down to her little clitty. I slowly licked around it with my tongue, then wrapped my lips around it and sucked gently, then ran my tongue up and down her slit, lapping up her juices. Every once in a while I would stop and pay attention to her clit for a few seconds, then I would go back to licking and kissing the rest of her pussy for a bit.
My little pecker was stiff again in no time, and I asked if she was ready. Robin was moaning and panting, but managed to mumble a yes, so I quickly mouthed her and thrust my dick inside her. There was no slow and easy this time, I simply fucked her as hard and fast as I could, pumping my pecker in and out of her. She caught on to the rhythm and her pussy began to rise and fall in time to my thrusting dick, and we fucked like that until I came and we both collapsed, exhausted but happy. It had felt just as stupendous, just as deliciously evil, fucking her the second time as it had the first, and we had both gotten a fantastic cum out of it.
By the time my mother and those who had gone shopping got back, Robin and I were well fucked, but had cleaned up and dressed. After dinner that night, as we were driving back home, I hoped Robin and I would get a chance to get together again. The next weekend, the last weekend Robin’s family would be visiting, her parents stayed home with Robin, my grandfather and me while everyone else went shopping or visiting, so my grandfather wasn’t able to get Robin and me alone together. I think my aunt had picked up that leaving Robin alone with the old man, even with me around, maybe wasn’t a good idea. Robin and I did manage to slip away from the grownups for a while, though, long enough to get in some oral sex and a good fuck.
As far as I know, my grandfather never got another chance to molest Robin. Whenever her family came down to visit, about once a year, one of Robin’s parents was always around whenever grandfather was around, though it seems they never caught on to the fact that Robin and I were slipping off and fucking.
My grandfather and I, of course, continued our relationship just as it was the rest of the year, and that continued for a couple more years after that. He went back to being only able to get semi-erect again, but I still loved the old man’s cock, and gladly sucked it every chance I got.

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