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A Night In (The Wedding cont.)

A little fact Liz forget to mention was that the spare bed, in which I was supposed to be sleeping in, was also in the room Amber was sleeping in.
After paying the taxi, Liz opened the door to their house and as Amber went inside Liz stopped and held me back.
“Listen Ryan, I don’t mind you sleeping in the same room with Amber, after the incident, (a guy at Amber’s old school tried to put his hand down her skirt) I had to tell her all about sex, masturbation and everything she shouldn’t have needed to know back then.”
She sighed as if regretting that her daughter ever had to be put through something like that. “So, she knows all about sex, and I can tell she likes you, hell the way you were kissing back at the hotel, I know she likes you. And I know your teenagers and want to explore with each other, but please, just remember, you are only teenagers,” she smiled weakly, and put her hand on my shoulder, “You a good kid Ryan, I like you as well, but please, don’t do anything stupid, okay?”
I nodded, “Yeah okay Mrs Pea . . .”
“Please, I told you, call me Liz,”
“Okay, Liz, thanks for being so, y’know, cool about this, and I promise, I won’t do anything stupid,”
Liz smiled again, her hand falling from my shoulder, “Thanks Ryan, I appreciate this.”
Amber called and Liz walked inside, I followed and shut the door behind me.
Amber house was a small, almost cottage like building, built on the slope of the valley. Because of the slope the front door actually led to the lower part of the house, where the bedroom me and Amber were in was, and a small cupboard.
Up the stairs, an open plan kitchen merged with a small living space with a TV and a couple of sofas, and a small bathroom.
A second stairway led up to the bedroom where Liz was going to sleep and a small toilet.
Sitting on one of the sofas in the living space, me and Amber listened to Liz as she talked to us while making herself a drink,
“Now we’re not going anywhere in the morning so you can have a lie in, but in the afternoon Ryan’s got to get some clothes, and I need to get some food in, so Amber, it’s up to you who you go with.” Looking up from her drink she saw Amber glancing across at me,
“Oh okay, I’m gonna go with Ryan and give him a few fashion tips, if that’s okay?” she said sweetly,
“Yeah that’s fine, okay night then,” she said hugging Amber and making her way upstairs. As soon as we heard the bedroom door close, we leapt off the sofa and ran, as quietly as we could, down stairs to the bedroom.
Amber reached the room first and leapt onto the bed farthest from the door,
“Mine!” she cried triumphantly as she sat cross legged upon the bed.
I did my best to look disappointed as I slumped onto my own bed,
“Oh don’t worry Ryan,” she said, she said in a taunting manner, “If you’re a good boy, you just might be able to share it with me,” grinning I pulled my head from my pillow,
“Reeaally . .?” I asked childishly,
“Yes, but only if you’re a good boy,” she said giggling, “But first, I’m going to have a shower,” leaving me hanging, she skipped off to the en-suite and I heard her sigh as the water began to cascade down from the showerhead.
She only showered for a couple of minutes before I heard the hiss of the shower stop and for another minute she must have been drying herself.
Then she stepped out, her wet semi-dry hair swept behind her back and the odd droplet of water running down her skin she sauntered out of the bathroom and stood, chewing her little finger shyly, “So,” she asked, “What do you think?”
I gazed up and down her naked body.
Her legs were thin but not skinny, perfectly shaped, her body curved in all the right places and her thighs ran smoothly up to her still, hairless vagina. I could see hair baby-smooth outer lips running between her legs and a wandering finger, gently circling her clit.
Moving up, her small boobs lay perfectly across her chest. Despite being thirteen she looked much younger, if not for her adolescent features you would have been forgiven for thinking her only ten years old. Despite her because of her size her boobs were still only small, but perfectly proportioned, her small tits, hardly pea sized stood erect pointing away from her chest.
“So?” she asked hesitantly,
“Beautiful . . .” I sighed, gazing across her naked body
She walked up to me slowly. I was still lay on my back on the bed and as she reached me, she crawled onto the bed and straddled my stomach. Her boobs hung inches away from me but my arms were pinned by her knees, so I contented myself with gazing into those wonderful eyes as she spoke.
“I thought . . . tonight, maybe I could show you how I, pleasure myself, and then you could return the favour,” she said, stroking a finger up my chest and across my lips.
“Sounds good,” I whispered, pulling her down I planted a kiss on each of her erect tits, then pulled her down further and kissed her gently on her lips.
There was no resistance as I touched her lips with my tongue and once again our tongues swam around each other, twirling and twisting as our saliva mixed. Slowly she eased away and our lips parted.
She rolled over me towards her own bed and, after rearranging a few pillows to better support her, she lay down and placed a hand between her legs.
Swinging my legs to the edge of my bed I shuffled down to get a better view.
Her fingers were slowly rotating around her clit, while her other hand stoked up and down her opening. She was teasing herself. Her whole body shook as a first finger plunged into her twat, and then a second. She released her breath as they slowly eased their way in, up to the knuckle, and then eased their way out again.
She continued slowly for a minute or so before she pulled out her wet fingers and began rubbing her clit between them.
“Ryan . . .” she said between breaths, “In the draw . . . something I want . . . could you get it?” she asked.
Leaning over to the bedside draw she’d pointed at, I pulled it open and inside was several pairs of thin laced panties and a few small bras.
“Underneath them!” she said, and then moaned as her fingers plunged back into her twat.
I’d pulled out most of the panties by now, and at the bottom I saw the long seven inch dildo she’d fucked Holly with, just over a week before, and a pack of condoms.
I grabbed them both and lay them on Amber’s bed before putting the underwear back in the draw.
“Oh god yes!” she whimpered pulling her fingers out of her twat. Which was now glistening with her juices.
With one hand rubbing her clit she grabbed the dildo and, as she moved her hand away began circling her glistening cunt.
I moved across to the end of her bed and sat cross-legged, watching as the dildo slid around her soaking cunt.
I heard Amber groan and her hand moved the dildo directly over her twat and pushed it in. She whimpered as her pussy opened to let the invading item in. Letting her cunt adjusted to the dildo inside her, Amber looked up at me and sighed, “When I tell you,” she said, “Lean forward and lick me out,” she said it like a command but her eyes were pleading with me and I could tell she wanted me to. I nodded and she smiled as she closed her eyes.
Turning her attention back to the dildo still nestling inside her, Amber pushed the dildo down, almost so it was pointing up towards her stomach from the inside.
Still applying pressure she slowly pulled the dildo out, shuddering as it passed a certain point. Repeating her pattern she pushed the dildo as far as it would go and, still keeping it pointing upwards she pulled it out. Again she shuddered and I wondered what it was but it was obvious she was enjoying it.
Leaving the dildo deep inside her, Amber flicked a switch on the end of the toy. It started humming and I could see its blurred outline as it vibrated within her. She clamped her knees to stop her vibrating toy from slipping out and beckoned me with a single, wet finger.
“Oh god Ryan,” she panted, “Oh god I’m so close,” she muttered, almost to herself. “Ryan, when I pull it out,” she nodded towards her legs, “You bury your face there yeah?” she whispered.
Again I nodded and saw her smile, she slowly eased her legs open and I moved back to the end of her bed.
I could see her slowly easing the dildo out, pleasuring every vibration it sent rippling through her body. I moved lay with my feet hanging off the edge of the bed and my face hovering so close to her wet cunt the smell of her juices were overpowering my nose.
“Okay . . .” she said warning me, “Now!” she whipped the dildo from out of her soaking twat and I buried my tongue in the opening before the lips had even registered the dildo’s exit.
I swirled my tongue around her cunt and felt it squeezing me. I placed my lips over her cunt and sucked the juices from around and inside her opening. I flicked my tongue from side-to-side across her cunt lips, sending ripples of pleasure down her body.
Amber had prepared herself well, for only a minute after I had latched onto her cunt I felt the ripples of her orgasm shuddering down her body, her cunt muscles latched onto my tongue I she stifled a cry as waves of pleasure rolled down her.
“Oh god! Oh god yeah!” she cried as wave after wave of blinding pleasure rippled across her body,
“Oh my god!” she managed to groan, as the pleasure slowly subsided and she looked down between her legs.
I lifted my face from the bed Amber looked down and she couldn’t suppress a giggle as I wiped her juices from my eyes.
“You could have warned me,” I said, wiping yet more of Amber’s cunt juice from my face.
“I didn’t know that would happen,” she giggled leaning over, “I’ve never squirted before,” still grinning she sat back up with a pair of panties in her hand. “Come ‘ere you,” she said her hand stretched toward me. “Let me give you a hand.”
I rose off the bed and sat beside her and she smiled as she raised her clean white panties to my face and slowly wiped away the liquid running down my face.
“So,” she asked, “Are you gonna’ show me now?”
“I dunno’,” I said faking a yawn,
“What! No! You promised,” she whined as she hit me with the now wet panties, “Don’t you go to sleep now!” I fell backwards onto her bed and she leapt across me, a leg either side of me, her hands pinning me down.
“Okay, okay,” I said laughing, “But only if you do me a favour,”
“What?” she asked, looking at me suspiciously,
“You’ve got to start me,” I said grinning.
“Oh fine!” she said, trying to pull a face at me.
I pulled of my shirt and trousers, only my boxers now stood between my erect cock and ambers ready hands.
I sat up against the bed’s headrest and motioned to Amber,
“Go on then,”
Slowly she crawled onto the bed and pulled down my boxers. With a slap my five inch dick sprung free and Amber pulled the boxers the rest of the way and flung them across the room.
“Kneel,” she said, “I’ve got an idea,”
Cautiously I kneeled, my legs together I sat back so my arse was close to my feet. My dick was pointing upwards now, its swollen, red head twitching as I awaited ambers idea.
I didn’t wait long because as soon as I was kneeling Amber stepped across me, with a foot either side of me her so recently cleaned cunt was already starting to leak in front of me.
I leaned forward slightly and licked up and down her cunt, but not penetrating her. I flicked her clit with my tongue and nibbled it gently. Amber moaned above me so I continued, and soon her cunt was wet with juices again.
She slowly crouched down until her open cunt was millimetres away from my quivering cock, and I was level with her small round boobs.
Fitting nearly her whole breast into my mouth I began to tease her with my tongue. I flicked her hard tit several times before gently circling it with the tip of my tongue.
I heard Amber groan and a released her tit and look up, her face was contorted with pleasure, and, as I released her she lowered herself down further, her wet twat opening to let my swollen dick enter.
Amber whimpered as her arse cheeks hit my hips and she slowly stretched her legs out behind me to steady herself.
I could feel the blood pulsing through her cunt as its slick walls encompassed my cock, I felt her every movement as the muscles within her clenched and unclenched my dick.
She leaned in towards me and whispered in my ear.
“This is all your getting tonight,” she whispered cruelly, “But tomorrow I have a special game we can play,”
My mind wandered to any number of games she might have in store for me but I was brought back to the present as her tongue slipped between my lips and for a third time this night we kissed.
Amber could taste the faint remnants of her juices that Ryan had so dutifully cleaned her of. She felt the fullness of his cock inside her and she moaned as it twitched within her.
I broke the kiss with a gentle push to slip my hands between us so I could feel her boobs, each round fleshy orb filled my hand and I squeezed gently as I gazed down at them. I fingered each tit and twisted and pulled them as Amber moaned.
Finally Amber pulled her legs closer and stood, her cunt releasing my cock with an audible ‘pop’.
“I’m really tired,” she said yawning, “D’you mind if I watch you from my bed?” she asked quietly.
“Sure,” I nodded,
She opened her draw and put the dildo and unused condoms away, and then she pulled out a matching pair of white bra and panties with little pink spots dotted about.
When she’d pulled the covers around her I began. Slowly at first, I gripped my pussy soaked cock in one hand and began rubbing up and down.
I groaned as my pre-cum began to seep out and mixed with ambers slick juices. My rhythm increased and my hand bounced up and down my cock, I looked across at Amber who was watching intently and had slipped beneath her covers.
I felt the blood pumping through the veins along my dick, a reached with my free hand and cupped my balls. I stroked them gently and I felt my dick quiver.
“Oh god Amber,” I moaned, “I’m cumming,”
Then my dick released its load and cum splurted into the air, I closed my eyes as immense pleasure rolled over me. First from eating out Amber, then from her sitting on me and letting me feel her breasts, and, from jerking myself off to sounds of innate pleasure coming from Amber.
The cum streamed out of my dick and as my head lay back onto the pillows I felt myself drift into a peaceful sleep, full of dreams of Ambers special games. Completely unaware of my naked body left uncovered on the bed.
* * * * *
Liz lay on her bed, her eyes closed, her fingers tracing circles around her clit. She moaned as a stray finger wandered across her twat and it left a trail of slick juices along her hips.
She kicked the covers off of her and revealed her naked body to the moonlight coming through the roof-mounted skylight. She moaned again, her body seeming to soak up the moonlight.
Hooking her thumbs around the white panties and pushed them down, sending them across her small room with a flick of an ankle. Her bra was already on the floor, and, as the panties joined it Liz slowly dragged her hands up her body, following her curves, and stopping to lay her hands across her breasts her finger and thumb gripping the erect tits.
“Oooh god,” she moaned, the feeling of her fingers teasing her sensitive tits. Kicking the covers onto the floor she sighed, a gentle breeze brushing across her body, she enjoyed the feeling of vulnerability, the knowledge that, if someone was to enter the room, she would be at the mercy of their roving eyes. Normally, there was only Amber with her, but, with Ryan around the house, the exhilaration of discovery was at a new high.
She writhed on the bed, her fingers finally making the dive into her twat, she gasped and her fingers pulled out, before plunging back in. She kept up the rhythm, her fingers plunging relentlessly in and out of her cunt. Her juices dribbling through her carefully shave pubes and dripping onto the bed sheets.
She kept up her pace but her body refused to obey, her whole body shuddered with pleasure but still her cunt refused the orgasm. Her mind screamed for release but still the freedom wouldn’t come.
Liz relented, her fingers slowing to a simple rubbing up and down.
She couldn’t orgasm, this had never happened before, same method, same waves of pleasure, but no orgasm, no immeasurable cascade of relief.
[i]I could go downstai . .NO! no, I couldn’t, could? If someone came, I could make it to the stairs easy, no way they’d see me. But, what if, what if Ryan? No! I couldn’t live it down. Her thoughts echoed through her head like waves trapped in a cave.
You don’t have to. They’ll never see you, think of the adrenaline, the release.
Another part of her mind spoke out, a part that had been suppressed for so long, long before Amber and that boy, that foolish, perverted little boy. And yet, since that boy, she’d opened her mind again.
She’d been so quick to invite Ryan, why? Because Amber likes him, she thought defensively. No! The fresh part of her mind argued, Because you like him, you want him.
The thoughts dawned on her mind like a new day, the light of truth filtering through her mind.
Resolute she stood, gently opened her door and padded onto the landing. Her heart beat a solid drumbeat in her chest. Its movement pounding a pattern against her ribs.
Slowly moving down the stairs, one hand against the wall, the other tentatively following the banister, Liz curled her head around the corner of the stairs, no light, no movement, they were obviously asleep.
Walking down into the living room, Liz felt her heartbeat increase, if that was possible.
She sat herself down on a sofa, the same one Ryan had been on.
Liz reclined and her hands traced back towards her glistening twat. Her fingers took up the rhythm she’d had in the bedroom and soon she was on the edge once again.
Her fingers slipped easily in and out of her slick cunt. Her back arched, forcing her four fingers deeper into her twat. She could feel the muscles quivering, begging for release, but, once again she couldn’t cum, her body refused to orgasm.
“Oh God Yes!” Liz’s heart stopped. That was Amber’s voice.
Her fingers pulled out, her thoughts of orgasm forgotten Liz walked slowly to the top of the stairs.
Liz heard a moan and continued down the stairs, skipping the last step, the one that creaked.
The door was slightly open, light from the room piercing the darkness of the hallway.
Stealing a glance through the gap she saw Ryan at the end of Amber’s bed, almost drooling as he watched her daughter plunge a long vibrating dildo in and out of her twat.
It shined in the light, the juices flowing over it dripping across the inside of her thighs and down onto the covers.
Ryan stood, and Liz ducked back behind the doorway. She heard them talk for a minute, than she heard a bed creak.
Glancing into the room she saw Amber leaning over Ryan, his mouth latched firmly onto her tits. Liz’s hand strayed down towards her twat and a finger began circling her clit.
Amber groaned, the noise covering Liz’s gasp as she looked down towards Ryan’s cock. Taking a second look, Liz held her breath as she saw it buried, hilt deep in her daughter’s cunt.
She should feel angry, protective. But no, nothing. All she felt was another stirring in her cunt, try as she might, she couldn’t deny it. Her daughter being penetrated by this Ryan was turning her on!
Liz stifled a moan of disappointment as Amber dismounted, but continued to watch intently as Ryan pumped her cock. Easily five inches long, nearing six if you were generous, Ryan’s cock bounced up and down in his hand.
She watched for several minutes as he wanked, and, as he came Liz finally found her release.
Tidal waves of pleasure rippled through her, she fell backwards onto the stairs and arched her back, juices flowed unchecked onto the stair carpet and left a stain as her fingers rubbed her twat. Liz heard herself moan loudly, but Ryan’s groans of ecstasy covered her moans.
Finally, after she’d come round, passing out for only a few seconds, Liz stood shakily, hand on wall for support she saw Ryan, lying asleep on his bed, the covers around his ankles, his limp cock lying in his still growing pubes, coated in cum.
And, as she watched, her daughter pulled back the covers, opened a draw and popped a single white tablet into his mouth, and opening the durex packet in the draw, she delicately rolled a condom over his still limp dick.
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Rachels little secret 02

Rachel knew she had been a naughty girl and absolutely loved it. Last night she had ridden Mark cock, giving him two orgasms and herself several. And the best part, the most delightfully delicious part, was that he had slept through the whole thing. Woken up this morning none the wiser, and hung out with her as always. Treated her no different from how he always did.
Rachel on the other hand had predicted correctly when she had cuddled up to him the previous night. She was totally climbing the walls today! She just had to have a second round, and he had to be asleep for it! She just couldn’t wait. Most of her day was spent in a state of intense sexual arousal. Many times she had been tempted to find some place private and finger herself to orgasm, but each time she decided to save it for Mark.
Today he seemed totally different to her too like when watching him eat, which was something that would usually gross her out, had a very different effect on her. At Taco Bell, she was totally mesmerized while watching him eat a taco. The way he leisurely devoured it, occasionally licking loose drops of cheese, and nibbling away at his favorite bits. She’d never realized what a long tongue he had. Or how well suited his entire mouth would be to giving pleasure.
Sitting right there across the table from him, she started fantasizing that he’d finished his taco, and dropped under the table for a little desert. Her panties were down, his head was under her cheerleader skirt and once again he was leisurely devouring his meal. Licking at the loose drops, and gently nibbling away on her tastiest bits. God those big ears would make fantastic hand holds as she ground her pussy into his face, and demanded more and more! Rachel was almost ready to cum just thinking about it, before she was cut off by Mark.
“Rachel?”
She blinked out of her trance. “Hm?”
“Why are you looking at me like that?”
Snapping out of it and regaining her composure, she blushed. “Oh. Sorry Mark, guess I was day dreaming.”
Good old gullible Mark accepted that, and didn’t inquire any further about her strange look. They had to head to go to Comic-Con now anyway. Sadly Rachel found that she didn’t stay composed for long, and again her hormones started to take control of her. Their best friend Drake had whipped up a villain’s outfit for each of them, and Rachel went dressed like Cat Woman.
As she looked at herself in the mirror of the public bathroom she had changed in, she decided she looked really sexy. It hugged her figure so well it looked painted on, and the tail and the cat ears gave her a real sultry look. She wondered if Mark would find it sexy. And how long it would take him to make her purr…
“Mmmm…” she moaned out loud, as her mind started to wander. She was a bad kitty, a very, very bad kitty and she wanted Mark to stroke her until she purred! God she needed it! She was in a public bathroom, but if he locked herself into one of the stalls she could easily give herself a nice orgasm within a few minutes. Especially when she was turned on as she was.
But that would be such a waste! She knew cumming on Mark’s cock would be so much more satisfying that doing it herself, so again she decided to save it for him. Besides, he was waiting for her outside the Convention Center; she’d better not keep him waiting.
The time she spent at the convention didn’t help her state of mind much either. She was getting really grumpy by now, as well as horny, but things were about to get worse. There were a couple of things she never told anyone, not even Mark. And one of those things was that after a good fight, especially a fight with Amy who was probably the best fighter Rachel knew; she would get horny, very horny. One of the main reasons she kept a vibrator in her bedside drawer, was that after a mission where she fought Amy she always had some vigorous masturbating to do.
But the fact that she had been way hornier that usual going into today’s fight, things were much worse once Amy and Bob (Amy’s boyfriend) escaped. To be precise, she was so mad with lust, she was about ready to jump Mark then and there in the convention center. Tear off his clothing and hers, and ride his cock until she orgasmed over and over… In front of everyone at the convention.
Fortunately she managed to stifle that urge… Barely. Mark got knocked out by Bob who had been dressed as Darth Vader, and he seemed to have hurt his head. So she then took Mark home with her, where they hung out until it started to get dark.
“It’s getting dark. Maybe we should go to bed,” Rachel suggested, ready to burst after a day of waiting.
Mark frowned. “Rachel. It’s only 6pm!”
“Oh… okay.” ‘Damn!’
A few minutes later, Mark started complaining that his head still hurt from the fight and that he felt weird. Again Rachel jumped at a chance to get what she wanted.
“Really? Maybe you should have an early night.”
Again Mark frowned at her. “But Rachel it’s too early.”
“No buts Mark, if you hurt your head you should sleep it off,” she said, pretending to give a damn about his stupid sore head. “You’re going to bed right now, and that’s that!”
Pouting childishly he stood up and Rachel followed him up stairs to her loft bedroom. “Man! You’re worse than my Mom!”
Smiling widely, Rachel waited for him to change into his pajamas as she changed into hers. Why was he taking so long, he had been in the bathroom changing for thirty whole seconds! He was too slow! At second thirty two though, he finally came out in his pajamas and headed to the bed, rubbing his head again.
“Man I’m feeling way weird.”
“Just go to bed Mark, you’ll probably feel better in the morning,” she suggested. ‘I know I will,’ she added to herself, with a wicked smile.
He climbed under the covers on Rachel’s bed, and then laid down. “I mean something’s going on in my head. Thoughts are going through my mind that don’t usually. Like I want to do something bad, or naughty or something.”
Rachel smiled widely, at that moment not really giving a shit. ‘Oh I’ll be doing enough naughty for the both of us, don’t you worry,’ she thought. “Yeah whatever, Mark. Good night.”
She climbed into her side of the bed, and he looked at her. “You’re coming to bed early too?”
Why wouldn’t he just shut up and go to sleep already?! “Um… Yeah Mark, I’m really tired. Now go to sleep!”
He rolled back over so they had their backs to each other, and he grumbled under his breath. “Geez, someone’s cranky tonight.”
He had no idea. But when things finally started to quiet down, and Rachel was about ready to start jumping for joy. Finally, that wonderful cock was all hers again! She was going to be cumming all night long!! Better check to see if he’s asleep first though.
“Mark?”
“Yeah?”
‘DAMMIT!!! STUPID FUCKING INSOMNIAC BASTARD!!!’ Taking a moment to calm herself, she answered through clenched teeth. “Um… Nothing Mark. Just checking to see if you were asleep.”
He chuckled. “Maybe I will be, if you give me more than twenty seconds before asking again.”
Biting down her frustration, she forced a laugh. “Yeah. Okay.”
Had it really only been twenty seconds? Man, she needed it bad! If he didn’t go to sleep soon, she’d just jump him and fuck him silly while he was awake, whether he wanted to or not. The thing was she really REALLY wanted him again while he was sleeping. Call it what you want, a fetish, an obsession, but Rachel wanted it. Now!
This time she stared at her digital clock to make sure she waited longer. Once Mark got to bed it didn’t usually take him long to doze off. She decided to give him five minutes, before she checked to see if he was asleep again. But as she watched the clock she came to realize something.
One minute was a really long time, let alone five! Barely two minutes had passed before she started to get frustrated. Was her stupid clock broken or something?! It hadn’t even reached three minutes yet, but it felt like she’d been watching it for hours! Oh wait there was minute number three. But could she really wait two more that was a long time! She needed to cum right now! Maybe if she slipped her hand down the front of her pants and teased her clit a little that would take the edge off?
No, no! She had waited all day do give it to Mark, she could wait two more minutes. Besides while she was thinking, the five minutes were probably already up, so she took another glance at her clock. Nope, hadn’t even hit minute four yet! … OH FUCK THIS, THREE AND A HALF MINUTES WAS MORE THAN ENOUGH!!!
“Mark?” She paused and there was no answer. Smiling she called a little louder. “Mark?!” Still no answer, so she rolled over and he still had his back to her. She grabbed his shoulder and shook it, and he still didn’t respond.
Jumping up onto her knees, she excitedly bounced up and down on her bed. Finally! Time to whip out that monster of his and put it somewhere nice and warm. In seconds her clothes were gone, her tracks and tank practically vanished. Now completely naked she pulled back the duvet from Mark, and pulled him from his side and onto his back.
This time she pulled his shirt open to reveal a surprisingly well muscled torso. Seems that big cock wasn’t the only thing he’d been hiding under those baggy clothes of his. And rather than pull his pants around his waist, this time she pulled them all the way off and tossed them over her shoulder. He wasn’t going to be needing those again anytime soon.
There was no hesitation tonight when she knelt down next to him and grabbed his cock. No erection tonight, but that was easily remedied. So she did one of the many things that she had fantasized about today, by stroking his length a few times then eagerly taking it into her mouth.
“Mmmm!” He started to harden immediately, and the feeling of power she got from that delighted her. He tasted so good, and it wasn’t long before he was rock hard and leaking pre-cum into her mouth. That just added to the delicious flavor and she came to a decision right there. She wasn’t going to stop.
Initially she had planned to suck him until he was hard enough to enter her aching and yearning young pussy. But now she remembered just how much she had enjoyed making him cum last night. And she found herself getting tremendously turned on by the prospect of making him cum, and having her face nice and close to witness and taste his pleasure.
That thought had her slurping away with even more enthusiasm and both her hands got in on it too. One hand running up and down the length of his shaft, the other cupping and massaging his balls; as she slurped vigorously on his cock head. It was so tasty, but she knew it was going to be even tastier once she got the creamy treat she wanted.
Mark sure had some staying power though. Rachel was pretty certain most guys his age would have cum by now under this treatment, but Mark just groaned and held back. He was such a stud. But whether he held back or not, she was going to get that cum. As she slurped harder dirty thoughts went through her mind. That cum was hers by right, but selfish Mark wanted to keep it from her. No matter though, he wouldn’t be able to hold back forever and soon that cream would be in her mouth where it belonged, getting swallowed.
In time she felt all the tell tale signs she had learned last night. His breathing got louder and quicker, his body started to tense up, he grabbed handfuls of the sheets beneath him and his toes started the curl. Then the last most critical sign had her moaning anxiously and sucking harder than ever, when she felt his balls tightening in her hand.
The first shot of cock cream she’d ever had in her mouth hit the roof of her mouth and then pooled all over her tongue. Delicious! Many more spurts followed, and she kept massaging his balls and stroking his shaft to make sure it kept coming. And she moaned with pleasure as she gulped down everything he gave her. The truly shocking thing though was that she was cumming too, without even touching herself. And she was cumming hard. She’d never had an orgasm without at least touching herself before, and was shocked what a good one it was. She had been craving that first orgasm all day, and she knew there were many more to follow.
Mark had a lot of cum to give, but despite this Rachel knew it would never be enough. Proof of that was her disappointment when the spurts died down and her meal came to an end. She slurped his softening cock for a little longer for good measure, then sat up, swallowed a few more times than smacked her lips.
“Damn that was good,” she sighed. Smiling widely, she then crawled up the bed until her face was right next to his ear, then whispered, “your cum is sooo yummy, baby.” She giggled and pretended to listen to him as she grabbed his cock and stroked it until it started hardening again.
“What was that Mark? You want me to do that again? Well how about we slip this big cock of yours in my pussy for a while, and then when you’re ready to pop again I’ll finish you off with my mouth. Would you like that?” She pretended to listen again, and smiled evilly. “I knew you would.”
By now his penis had gotten a second wind thanks to Rachel’s diligent hand, and she didn’t waste a moment mounting him. She lowered her dripping wet pussy onto the hard tip of his cock, and then groaned as it slowly started to sink into her. Noting that there was absolutely no discomfort like there was last night; just pure pleasure.
She took her time sliding the full length in again, and just relished in the feeling of penetration as he gradually got deeper and deeper. It felt so good, she’d been wanting this all day, more than she’d ever wanted anything! Nothing could be better than this. As soon as she had every inch inside of her, she didn’t hesitate to start bouncing her hips so he started sliding in and out. And as horny as she was, it didn’t take long before she was approaching her second orgasm of the evening.
“Be a good boy and hold back that cum for me! Please! Rachel’s so horny tonight she needs to cum a lot on this big fat cock! Think you can do that for me, lover?”
Like last night her own naughty words got her even hotter, and moments later her inner muscles were tightening around his rod, and she was releasing her pleasure juices all over him. “Ohhh, yeah baby! More! I need more!”
She continued riding him, her hands running up and down his chest, and several times over the next half hour or so Rachel’s eyes rolled into the back of her head and her toes curled as she orgasmed. More than a few of them were intense multiple orgasms, that nearly had her passing out. But she wasn’t going to pass out; she was going to keep going until the whole day’s sexual tension was completely and utterly satisfied. And that was probably going to take all night.
Thankfully Mark, the big stud, was still holding off on cumming. And she was very excited by the knowledge that she was probably going to get to play with this nice hard cock for quite a while longer, before he came again. This was good because she’d only had eight orgasms so far, and only half of them were multiples. She wasn’t even close to being done yet.
She giggled at those thoughts. Most girls would give anything to have a guy that could give her eight orgasms in one sitting. And not only could Mark do that and more, he did it all in his sleep. Now how many girls could say that about their lovers?
Smiling she went on riding, twisting her hips every which way to heighten her own pleasure and his. She may have asked him to hold back, but what was the fun in making it too easy for him? She enjoyed a few more climaxes, but soon came to the most intense and prolonged orgasm of the evening. She groaned long and loud, biting her tongue to keep from screaming, and moving her hips in a blur to further prolong her own pleasure. Absently she gripped his shoulders and dug her nails in as she continued to cum.
“Rachel?”
She kept her eyes closed as she came down. Mark talked in his sleep a lot while she rode him, so she thought nothing of it. “Ohhh Mark, that was the best one yet!”
“Am I dreaming?”
Her eyes shot open and she looked down to his face. His eyes were half open, and he was sleepily looking up at her. Not quite fully awake yet, but almost. She had broken the skin with her nails when she had squeezed his shoulders just now. What was she going to do?! Thinking quickly she pressed her thumb gently into a pressure point in the side of his neck.
She had learned this trick from a Cosmo magazine, from one of the articles. If this point is pressed hard it will render a man unconscious, but more gentle pressure would cause a more sleepy and disoriented state. Looking down into Mark’s confused, sleepy eyes she smiled as a naughty idea crossed her mind. Keeping the pressure on his neck with her thumb, she resumed her riding.
“Yes, Mark. You’re dreaming,” she purred, huskily. “Do you like this dream?”
Disoriented and confused, Mark went with an instinctive answer and nodded. “Uh-huh.”
“Mmmm!” she moaned still riding and smiling down at her semi conscious lover. “Would you like to do something for me Mark? Something I’ve always wanted but never had? Please, I would enjoy it so much!”
Still on the edge of unconsciousness he answered without thinking. “Sure Rachel… Sure.”
Moaning in anticipation, Rachel lifted herself up off his swollen penis, and then shuffled forward on her knees. With a quick move of her hand, she moved it behind herself and put her thumb back to the point on his neck. Then she slowly lowered her dripping wet crotch onto his mouth.
“Lick my pussy, Mark. Please! Lick me out; I wanna feel your tongue sooo bad!”
Without any questions from him, he simply started licking as he was asked. And before long the most incredible pleasure rose up though her body, followed by the sounds of his slurping.
“Oh God, yes! I knew you’d be good Mark, keep licking! It’s just like a taco, never to be eaten in-Ahhh!!-in… haste! And if you keep it up it’s going to get very, very tasty! I promise! Mmmm!”
Rachel and Mark both groaned as he worked away at the offered meal. She had fantasized about this so many times, always knew a tongue would feel wonderful down there. But she never dreamed it would come close to being this good! She wasn’t going to let him stop, it was too good. Even if he wanted to stop, too bad! She’d eaten his cum, now it was his turn to eat hers!
“That’s it baby, sooo good! Now my clit, my… Ahhh, yesss! So close, I’m sooo close!! Nibble it, really gentle, nibble… Yeah! Yeah!! That’s it!! Cumming!! I’m… Cuuummiiinnnggg!!”
Rachel shuddered and her juices flowed into Mark’s mouth, which was followed soon after by more of his slurping. But she was just getting started; no way was he going to stop yet!
“You like that yummy pussy? Rachel loved that! And she wants more baby, more! Don’t stop!” And to her delight he didn’t stop. He continued to eat with gusto, and five more times that night there were sounds of Mark slurping as he made Rachel cum. She was in heaven. She was also going to be delighted the next time they did this, when she discovered that Mark was one of those people who ‘ate in their sleep’.
Climbing down from his face, she lowered herself onto his cock and returned it to its warm sheath. Then she looked into the still dazed eyes of her lover, smiling.
“That was sooo good Mark. Did you enjoy licking that for me?”
“Yes,” he replied groggily.
“Did it taste good? Would you like to do that for me every night?”
“Yes… God yes…”
“Good boy! Now its time to go back to sleep, baby.” Applying more pressure into the side of his neck, his eyes fluttered shut and he returned to his usual deep sleep. Then she started riding his cock again.
The total sex machine of a man managed to make Rachel cum three more times on his cock, before he started showing the warning signs of his own climax. She moved back until she was kneeling between his legs then took him into her mouth to finish him off. She noted that being coated in over an hour’s worth of her pussy juice made him even tastier than last time.
After receiving all that attention from her tight pussy, making him cum for the second time didn’t take too long. She stroked him with one hand while she sucked, and used her other hand to play with her pussy. And within moments she was cumming right along with him, and gulping down a second helping of her new favorite treat. This load seemed bigger than the last one, yet it still wasn’t enough, and she found herself disappointed when the flow started to stop.
She allowed his limp and completely drained dick to flop out of her mouth, knowing she wasn’t going to get much more use out of it for a while. Last night after she’d drained him for the second time, she’d tried to get it back up for a third round but it had stayed soft. Not that it mattered tonight though, she was thoroughly satisfied. It had been even better this time.
Wanting nothing more than to just curl up next to him and go to sleep, she took a few moments to pull her PJs back on, then slipped Mark’s pants onto him. She did however leave his pajama shirt open so she could cuddle up to him and rest her cheek on his bare chest. Then as she slowly drifted off to sleep, she came to a decision.
She was going to throw out her vibrator. She didn’t need it any more.
***
Again Mark awoke the next morning to the sun shining through Rachel’s bedroom window. And again he found his best friend snuggled up next to him, with her cheek rested on his chest. Only this time his shirt was wide open and his chest was bare.
“Um… Rachel?”
“Hmmm?” she asked, without opening her eyes.
“Should I start wearing a Teddy Bear outfit to bed, because this is the second time we’ve woken up like this.”
She smiled. “That sounds sexy.”
“Wait. What?!”
Finally she opened her eyes and looked up at him, still smiling. “Relax Mark. Kidding.”
He smiled back now. “A bit different from how you normally kid.”
She shrugged at that, and just closed her eyes again and lay back down. “I’m usually different this early in the morning.”
“Oh, okay.” He climbed out of bed and stretched. “I’m going to take a shower,Rachel. You catch some extra Zs if you need to.” Before leaving he grabbed Rachel’s Teddy from his perch on the bedside table and handed to her. “Here, to keep you company until I buy that outfit.”
She giggled at the joke, and cuddled the toy. “Thanks Mark.”
Mark walked into the bathroom and closed the door behind him with a frown. He had felt weird last night, but now things were just getting freaky. He’d had the most intense and realistic wet dream of his life last night! And he thought the night before was good. Rachel had climbed onto his face and practically begged him to pleasure her with his tongue.
And boy did he ever! It was so real, and so vivid. He could actually smell her, and taste her delicious juices… Still could actually… Damn, must’ve been a good dream to leave a nice taste in his mouth. The weird thing thought was that after a dream like that he would have expected to have cum in his sleep, or at the very least woken up with a huge boner. But neither had happened. Stranger still, he didn’t even have the desire to masturbate.
He decided to just forget about that and count his blessings. If he had messed up Rachel’s sheets having a dream about her like that, he would’ve been so humiliated when he woke up. And if she’d woken to find his boner making a tent in his duvet, forget that! He didn’t even want to think how she’d react to that sight!
So yeah. He’d just count his blessings. He’d had hot vivid sex dreams two nights in a row, and no embarrassing after effects to explain to Rachel. Except he was really sweaty and… kinda sticky now. Mostly around his groin and face, but he chalked that up to sweating because of the sexy dreams. He’d jump in the shower to clean himself off, brush his teeth, and everything would be as good as new.
As he climbed in though, his thoughts went to something unrelated and completely weird. The plans for a new Xbox 360 game formed in his mind. Yeah! Zombie killing time!
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Fucking The Baby Sitter

My wife and I were going out to a movie and dinner. We had a three year old daughter and a six month old son. My wife was a little nervous about leaving the baby with a sitter, but I finally convinced her that we needed this. We hadn’t been out for quite awhile, so we were looking forward to it. Our regular sitter, Becky, couldn’t make it. Her mom gave me the number of one of her friends who also did some baby sitting. I called Shania and explained to her how I got her number and asked if she would be free and if she would like to baby sit. I told her we had a three year old daughter and six month old son. She said sure. I gave her the address and asked if she could be here in about an hour and if she needed a ride. She told me, “My dad will probably want to bring me so he can meet you and your wife.” I told her that would be fine.
My wife and I finished dressing for our evening out. We kept the children up for awhile until Shania arrived with her parents. They met the children and we let Shania visit with them for awhile to help them become familiar with her. We wanted the three year old to know who was going to be there with them. We let Shania put them to bed, so they would be more comfortable with her. They were both so sleepy, it
didn’t take them long to fall asleep.
Meanwhile, we visited with her parents, telling them about ourselves. They seemed okay with Shania sitting for us, told her good night and left. We gave Shania all the necessary information and phone numbers. She lived close by, so she could always call her parents too.
I couldn’t help notice how attractive she was. Beautiful long brown hair to her supple-round, ass, bright blue, sexy eyes, perky little nose and a gorgeous smile. She was still a teenager, but she had the body of a very fuckable grown woman and would drive any man wild with desire. Nice full tits, with round erect nipples, which were harder and protruding more from the air conditioning. We were having an unusually hot summer, so I can understand why she was wearing next to nothing. They must have been tingling and stinging, because, every so often, she would rub squeeze them when she thought no one was looking. Oh damn! It was so erotic watching her rub and squeeze her own tits and nipples like that. She was wearing a very snug belly shirt, which didn’t hide anything. Her large tits stood out proudly and revealed very nice and deep cleavage. I couldn’t help staring and whenever she was near enough, I’d look down her shirt and I could see just a hint of her gorgeous nipples. Damn! It made my cock hard and my nuts swelled up with cum. How nice it would be to fuck those impressive tits! I wanted to feel her large hard nipples in my mouth, sucking and biting them. My cock was reacting to my thoughts and was getting aroused.
Besides having magnificent tits, her ass was very, nicely shaped and sexy tucked inside her tight shorts riding the crack of ass and pussy lips. They were low in front revealing that she shaved her pussy. Shaved pussies are so much easier and enjoyable to eat. I wanted to eat her out, tasting and smelling her cunt. I imagined her cunt being super tight. Maybe she was still a virgin, or at least not very sexually active. I sure wanted to find out. .
It had been a very long time since I’d be laid. Me and my wife went down on each other, but I missed burying my dick inside a nice tight pussy. My wife couldn’t fuck for a few more weeks, and she was going to be a nice tight fuck again, just like a virgin. The doctor had put in extra stitches, so when I was able to fuck her, it would feel just like taking her virginity again. I could hardly wait.
Now, I may not have to wait. This gorgeous vision in front of me, could take real good care of my swollen, throbbing cock, for awhile until my wife was ready again. Damn! Her hips and ass had such a nice swing. I wanted to get into those pants and fuck her sweet little pussy hard and deep and squirt my cum deep inside. I also wanted to stick my cock deep inside her mouth, fucking to her throat, making her swallow my cock and thick, milky cum. Her full lips would feel really good wrapped tightly around my cock, sucking hard until I blew my wad down her throat, forcing her to swallow every last drop.
My cock was really getting hard now, and throbbing. I couldn’t help looking at her body, undressing her with my eyes, trying to imagine what her body looked liked inside those tight clothes. Her rock-hard nipples, protruding, making a nice outline through her t-shirt. I had to clear my throat, and swallow hard, to keep from hissing and moaning.
Finally, I had to excuse myself and go stroke my dick and cum, before we went anywhere I told my wife I needed to go to restroom real quick and hurried off. Fuck! It felt good to cum. I squirted my cum in the toilet hard and fast enough to make some water splash out. I’d never been so hot and horny before. This was the longest orgasm I’d ever had. I never knew another woman could make me so horny, just from looking at her and watching her walk. I was going to have her tonight! I’d give her a ride home and convince her to ride my cock, before dropping her off at her house.
Finally my orgasm ended and I finished cumming, groaning and hissing quietly. I washed my dick, put on some more deodorant and changed my shirt. I couldn’t go back there smelling of cum.
I went back to the living room, apologized to my wife and asked her if she was ready. I had to get out of there, before looking at Shania made me need to stroke my cock again. We told Shania we wouldn’t be more then two hours. We checked on the kids once more and left. I had told her she could watch DVD’s or TV, whatever she felt like.
After we left, she watched a movie, then a little tv, before she drifted off to sleep a few hours later. When we arrived, I saw she was sleeping and told my wife to go on to bed and I would give her a ride home when she woke up. She yawned, gave me a kiss and said good night, having no idea what I had planned and went upstairs to bed. I made sure she was sleeping before I made my move.
Shania was lying on her stomach. I sat in a chair adjacent to the couch, staring at her gorgeous, fresh thighs and just a hint of that firm ass while I was stroking my cock. I wanted so much to just rip her shorts off and fuck her brains out right there. She rolled over on her back, her belly shirt pulled up just enough to show a hint of nice, round, large tits. Her shaved pussy was visible through the legs of her shorts. Damn! I wished she wake up so I could give her a ride on my cock and then home.
Suddenly, as if she heard my wish, she sat up, rubbing her eyes, then saw me sitting in the chair. I had quickly stuffed my cock back inside my pants, pretending to be watching tv. “Oh my gosh! What time is it? I need to get home! It’s too late to call my parents, do you think you could give me a ride home?‘ I told her certainly.
We got in the car and when I pulled out of the drive, I purposely went in the opposite direction of her house. She told me her house was the other way and I told her I must have forgotten. I said, “Don’t you think it’s a good night for a drive?“ She shrugged her shoulders and said, “Yeh, I guess.“ I drove around for awhile in the direction of her house, but pulled into a dark parking lot of an old abandoned building.
I parked in the back, shutting the lights off as I parked the car. I shut the engine off, placing my arm across the top of the seat and just looked at her for a few minutes, my cock getting hard, just thinking about fucking her. She asked what we were doing there. And I told her I just wanted to talk for awhile and get to know her a little better.
I let my fingers, wander slowly towards her head, softly stroking her hair. “You have very beautiful hair.“ She thanked me, but was very nervous. I rubbed her arm with the back of my fingers very seductively, saying to her, “Relax sweetie, you have nothing to worry about. You’re safe with me.“ I was trying to reassure her, while my cock was getting harder by the minute and pulsating hard as the veins filled with hot blood and my balls filled with cum, ready to squirt any minute. It was all I could do to not attack her and just shove my hard dick up her nice pussy.
I continued rubbing her arm up and down, slowly and gently sending chills through her body, making her shiver. I let my index finger rub against her tit, very softly, each time I passed it, I’d brush against it, softly at first then added more pressure as I moved closer to her nipple. When I touched her nipple, she jerked from the touch. It was so hard and perky, I couldn’t help myself. I started rubbing it between my fingers, pinching and pulling on it, gently at first, then a little harder. It was affecting her pussy as she slowly rubbed her pussy on the seat moving her hips slowly. I watched her gyrating her hips and whispered to her, “Do you like that?” She nodded her head, yes. “Would you like me to do more?” She nodded her head again.
I had a bench seat in my car and I pushed it as far back as it would go. I moved closer to her, putting my arms around her, pulling her onto my lap. I took her luscious, tits in both hands and started caressing and massaging them. Her nipples grew harder by the minute. She was wiggling her ass around against my groin, teasing my dick. I wanted to fuck her so bad. I started humping her nice tight ass with my raging hard, hot cock. Panting, sweating and salivating, I told her in a breathless, raspy whisper, “I wanna fuck you so bad! Your fresh young body is so sexy and has made me hornier then I’ve ever been. Can I fuck you?“ She thought for a minute, then asked. “I’m still a virgin, will it hurt much?“ I nuzzled her neck, kissing and nipping her ears softly, moaning, “I was hoping you were a virgin! It will hurt a little, when my cock head penetrates your tight opening and breaks through your hymen, but I’ll be gentle and try to make to good for you, too. Would you like me to eat your pussy and get you wet and cum? If it’s wet, my dick will slide in easier.“ She said she’d never had her pussy eaten before. I told her how much she would enjoy it, and that part wouldn‘t hurt at all.. Reluctantly, she told me yes.
“Thank you, baby. First we have to get those clothes out of the way.” I pulled her shirt up over her head, her tits bounced out of their tight prison. Then I reached down, slowly unzipping and unbuttoning her shorts sliding them down her hips, then asked her to finish pulling them off. While she was bent over, I saw her nice ass crack and took the opportunity to rub it up and down with my fingers. I reached for her wet pussy, sticking my fingers in slightly. I wanted to break her hymen with my dick. I licked my fingers, telling her how good her sweet nectar tasted. I got them wet again and worked the tips inside the tight opening of her ass, gently and slowly, pushing them up to the end. Closing my eyes, enjoying how soft and tight her hole was, I moaned and grunted.
I let her sit back up, once again, taking her tits in my hands. “Niiicce tits!” I reached down to her sweet, tight cunt, exploring the mound where her hair should have been, moving my fingers past her clit to her lips. She started wiggling more against my hard cock. I could only whisper, “Mmmm! Baby, can you feel my hard dick! You’re driving me crazy!” She seemed to like making me feel good as she moved her ass crack further up on my lap, so she could feel my cock between her labia, and rubbed harder and faster. “Ahhh! Fuck! That feels so good! Let me get my clothes off so we can feel each other’s hot skin.”
She moved off my lap, facing me and I saw her large tits for the first time, making me gasp! “Shania, your tits are so large! You have the body of a full grown woman, only firmer and sexier!” I pulled my pants and shirt off, quickly, wanting to get back to seducing this sweet little virgin girl.
I pulled her back on my lap, this time facing me. I wanted to see every part of her beautiful, innocent, fresh body. She was straddling my groin and I pushed my rock-hard, pulsating cock in between her labia. She gasped at how big and hot it was, but started moving her cunt back and forth the long shaft, making me feel so good. My cock wanted to cum so bad. I was throbbing hard and cum was seeping out of the tip, getting her fuck hole wetter. I didn’t want to cum like this, though. I placed my hands around her tiny waist, telling her to stop rubbing. It was time to go down on her and eat her precious cunt and clit.
I had her lay back and spread her legs wide, putting them over my shoulders and wasted no time, eating that beautiful twat. I started on her labia, getting her good and primed, then stuck my tongue inside her tiny hole. She moaned and grunted, wiggling and gyrating her hips. I moaned, because I was making her feel so good. I knew she’d cum quickly the second I touched her little hard-on. I licked and sucked her hole and labia a few minutes longer then slowly licked up through the sweet opening of her labia and barely touched her clit with the tip of my hot tongue. She screamed and her back was off the seat like a rocket as her pussy started contracting, making her have an orgasm, instantly. She fucked my mouth for several minutes, as I swirled my tongue around her clit and flicked it back and forth, driving her wild. I ate her cunt through her orgasm, then slowly stopped as it begin to subside. I gently slipped my fingers inside her perfect cunt, feeling the dripping wet cum,
I sat up on my knees, her legs still over my shoulders and asked her if she was ready for my hot, fuck-rod.. Being so hot and horny from her orgasm, she nodded her head fast, telling me, “Oh Yes!! Please, fuck me!” I positioned my cock against her pussy, pushing and twirling it around the outside of her hole, slowly pushing inside. It didn’t seem to be hurting her then, but I knew as soon as my cock head penetrated the opening, breaking through her hymen, that would change. I took my time, even though my cock was raging and needed to get inside her, I probed gently, slowly pushing my cock head inside. I was breathing heavy, groaning. Fuck! I needed to get inside her and fuck her brains out! She winced a little and I stopped, then she relaxed and I continued. My cock head was in up to the knot. Damn! She was so tight! I told her to relax as much as possible and when I told her to, take a deep breath and hold it until I told her to release it.
“Oh, sweetie. You feel so good on my cock head. Take a deep breath now, honey.” She filled her lungs with air, holding it as I penetrated her perfect untouched pussy, breaking through her hymen and telling her to release the air. She cried out as soon as the knot of my cock head fully penetrated her young, virgin cunt, breaking through the hymen. I stopped even though my cock was throbbing hard and fast and I was on the verge of cumming. I was grunting and moaning, trying to hold back my orgasm. I wanted to fuck her cunt, feeling the pleasure of my cock moving back and forth inside her heavenly, tight pussy. I wanted to ram her cunt for a few minutes before I pumped it full of hot cum.
“Ah! Fuck! Baby! Your tight cunt feels so good squeezing my cock! I don’t know how long I can hold back!” My cock was rock hard and throbbing fast as the blood pumped through my veins. I couldn’t hold it any longer. I started fucking her sweet, deflowered pussy. Slowly, but deep.
Soon, she was fucking me back, meeting my gentle thrusts into her cunt. I pulled her ass up on my knees, looking down at my long, thick cock stretching her little twat to its limit. I watched myself fuck her slowly, then I started ramming her tiny fuck hole all the way to her cervix. Her pussy was so tight on my engorged-throbbing, hot cock, it pushed me over the edge and I started pumping my hot, thick cum deep into her pussy. The throbbing of my cock inside her cunt, started her orgasms as she started cumming shortly after me. We were fucking each other good and hard, both of us yelling and moaning through our orgasms.
“Ah yes! This is what its all about baby!! We’re fuckin now! Oh yes, we’re fuckin good! You pussy feels so damned good honey! I could fuck you all night!” I pumped her deep and hard for several minutes through both our orgasms.
As my orgasm subsided and my cum slowed to spurts, I pulled back, watching my dick still fucking her pussy until she finished cumming. She was so full of cum and blood, her pussy was making a squishy noise.
Her orgasm subsided and the throbbing from her pussy slowed as she stopped cumming. I pounded her a few more times, then held my still hard cock against her cervix until she expelled the last few drops of cum from deep inside her pussy. I pulled my cock out slowly. She was still very tight and my cock head was sensitive. I winced as my knot came through her tight opening.
Our juices gushed out of her sweet, tender cunt and I went down on her, gently licking the juices from inside and outside her pussy and soothing her ravaged fuck hole. I laid on top of her, still between her legs, suckling her tits. Then I rested my head between her tits, softly caressing them. We laid there in the afterglow of our wonderful fucking for several minutes. I lifted my head, looked at her and said, “As much as I hate to, I need to get you home. But we will get together again, soon, if you want.” She said she’d look forward to it.
She baby sat for us several times after that and I’d always fuck her afterwards, teaching her how to suck and swallow my cock, while I was fucking her mouth with it. I deflowered her ass, fucking it hard and deep, just like her sweet cunt. I couldn’t get enough of her.
I did start fucking my wife again and it was always great. Just as the doctor promised, she was like a virgin all over again. But, I preferred Shania’s pussy now. I started fucking my wife bareback so I could imagine it was Shania.
Several months went by and Shania went through puberty, starting her period. I didn’t give it much thought and continued fucking her without protection and she got pregnant. We both decided it would be best for her to give the baby up for adoption. She was only fourteen, way too young to care for a child, when she was just barely a child herself. I didn’t want to quit fucking Shania or go to jail, so I couldn’t take the baby. She refused to tell anyone who the father was so, they just sent her away to have the baby secretly. After the baby was born and put up for adoption, she’d be back.

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“MOM SECRET LUST”

Moms Secret Lust
By Blueheatt
___ I started to look at my mom differently now that girls was all I thought about. Me and my little buddies learned to jack off at about 7 or 8, when an older boy showed us how to ‘feel good’ We would go into the woods and jack off, in our bathroom together, and any place we could sneak a jack off. Alone or maybe one or two others we trusted not to tell about our ‘naughty’ thing we did. One day the older boy said let’s find a secret spot in the woods and go jack off. I said sure! We found a very secluded sport and got naked. We laid side by side so we could watch each other jack off. This was new and exciting to me. Watching each other was hot and I watch him cum and he watch me, only I didn’t cum yet. Next time he said I could jack him while he jacked me, and maybe some white stuff would cum out my dick like his. So…I jacked him as he jacked me. He gowned and lot’s of ‘white stuff’ cam out of his dick this time. He jacked me fast then and for the first time I had a little ‘white stuff’ come out the end of my dick. It felt wonderful to both of us, and we left. Typical little boys playing with their now found self toys.
It was when I was young. Who we’d like to fuck and who was getting some pussy, We all claimed we were getting pussy, but only a few actually were. At 13 for me, things began to change for most all of us. Guys talked secretly about seeing their sisters or mom naked.
I would try and see my mom naked too. I only got glimpses of her. I had no sisters. I had a shock once when my buddy said he could watch is mom, (a sexy woman) taking a shower, outside their bathroom window. We waited on night to watch. She pulled the shade down to far and we saw nothing. Then the shock. One after noon we decided to we wanted to jack off, and he said we could use his house, his folks were at work. We sat in his living room think about the girl we’d like to fuck and jacking off. When we had both shot our cum….he yells out….”JEN!, bring me some toilet paper.”….wtf!..that was his 12yr old sister! I scrambled to pull my pants up and in came ’Jen’ with a roll of toilet paper. No expression on her face. Didn’t directly look at our wet dicks, and went back into her bedroom. I learned later he was fucking his sister.
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My mom was a looker, I saw pictures of her when the was in her teens. She was tall, 5’10”, long brown hair, 34D tits, a nice shapely figure and oozed with sex appeal. Being tall she had the hottest legs ever. I was real little when I got the hots for my mom. As time went by, it increased. She knew it and would rub my head against her tits, and just smile at me. She knew when young boys had the hots for her, and she really liked it.
Now I was 13 and I jacked off thinking about fucking her, like lots of my buddies did with their mom‘s or sisters. When my buddies would come over, she always hugged them and rub their head into her nice tits, then just smile at them.
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The First Time.
One late evening my mom was sitting up in bed reading a hot romance novel. She had on a blue night gown with a top that blocked out her nipples from showing. The gown came down to just above her knees. She had on white panties and I could see a dark area where her pussy hair was. I laid beside her on my one elbow and talked. All I talked about was this girl and that girl and went on and on about girls.
She finally smiled at me, took of her glasses, put the book down and said: “So it’s girls, girls, girl, is it?” I smiled and chuckled and said yeah. Her Dr. had given her a huge bottle of some new pills for occasional back pain. She for the first time took one, and we talked about….girls. She asked me some questions and knew I didn’t know a thing about girls and babies or anything. I just had on my pajama bottoms. She started telling me about girls and all the details. A girls nipples and what felt good to them when a boy feels them. I started getting a hard on. I moved my leg over it to hide it. Mom knew this and just smiled at me. She then decided to show me on her self how to feel a girls tits. She took out one of her nice full tits and pointed to the areas that girls like to have suck on and kissed. My hard on got bigger now. She smiled knowing she was turning me on and stepped it up. She said to come closer to her. My face was now inches from her big tit. She said to try licking on her tit for a little practice. I gulped….and she pulled my head into her tit. I did as she instructed and sucked and kissed her nipple. I looked up once to see her eyes closed just enjoying this. She made a little moan, and said I was doing a wonderful job and to keep doing it. Soon she pulled her top completely down and turned the light down real low. Now she had me doing both her tits, holding my head and guiding to where she wanted sucked next.
I figure it had been about 3 years since she her last boyfriend. He was married and moved on after fucking her for a while. So she must have been ready for some kind of sex. There I was, all green and young and willing to do what ever she asked me too. She started talking about how a woman was built. She pulled up her nightie to show me where a woman likes to be kissed on her tummy and lower.
I think the pill was kicking in real good now.
I got to watch her take down the side of her white panties to show me things. Then she took them complete off, then her nightie too. I thought my dick was going to start cuming by itself I was so excited. Now she was completely naked beside me. My dick was going crazy as I had to lay on it to keep it hidden. My eyes feasted on her beautiful body. My eyes locked on her pubic hair, her tits, her hot looking hips, her smooth legs over and over. She just smiled and let me look all I wanted. She knew I was in a 13yr old boys heaven, and it made her excited letting me gaze at her, knowing I wanted so bad to have sex with her. She watched my eyes as I wanted to never forget what I was seeing right now. She started rubbing her arms and legs slowly. She was teasing me by slowly feeling herself up. She squeezed her own tits and moaned a little. She squirmed her hips and lifted them up and down. She ran her fingers thru her pubic hair and combed it with her fingers. She smiled at me so sexy and then asked me if I knew how a girl masturbated. I said, ‘no’. She smiled real big and turned to me on her side. She lifted up one leg and showed me her pussy and where a girls clit was.
She had a good size clit, and started rubbing it all around. She put two fingers in her wet pussy with her other hand and moved them in and out while she fondled her clit with the other.
Damn, she was going to masturbate right in front of me now. She turned on her back, put one leg over me so her pussy was facing me, opened her legs wide and started using both hands, rubbing her pussy. She whispered: (“ get closer.”)
I scooted right up to her wet pussy. It was making clicking sounds as she ran her fingers in and out of her wet pussy.
I’ll never forget the look on her face of contentment and excitement all in one look. I think she had fantasized about doing this and now it was happening.
The aroma of her pussy was taking my mind and locking it on her pussy, wanting so bad to lick it. That aroma still haunts me today. If I smell her perfume, I smell it mixed in with her sex and my dick instantly starts getting hard. I would look in our laundry, and find her panties and bury my nose in them for a jolt in my dick, every time. I took a light blue pair of panties she had that had that wonderful smell heavy on them and put them under my pillow. Later when I was ready to jack off thinking of fucking her, I smelled them to get that jolt in my dick. I would touch my tongue to them just as I was about to cum, and I started shooting way more and way more intense. Those cums took my breath away as I would squirm and moan and shoot all over my self and the bed. I called them ’super cums’, and once you had one, that all you want from then on.
I must have looked like a robot. I was frozen in place, afraid to blink as I might miss one second of action. She was the sexist woman alive in front of me, stripping for me and now rubbing her hot pussy for me, inches from my face. She put her legs now over my shoulders as I lay on my stomach. I could smell her perfume and her wonderful womanly sexy aroma.
She was really turned on and started talking about erections and how normal they were. She talked in a low sweet feminum voice now, so sexy to me. She smiled and said for me to take my pajama bottoms off and let my erection go free. I know my face was red, she soothed me and said don’t be embarrassed, that it was perfectly ‘ok’ for a mommy to teach her son about sex, but…. this was very secret and we would never tell anybody about this, ever. I agreed. Now she could see my 13yr old erection standing straight out in plain view as I was up on my knees now. I think I had about 6 and ½ inches then. She smiled big and whispered to come closer to her.
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Mom started to think……
…’.well I’ve done it now. If he talks I’ll have to find a way out of it. This muscle relaxer is really making me horny for my own son, but not really. I’ve had secret hidden thoughts about him for a long while now. He’s a sexy little guy and needs me to teach him…but I have secretly yearned to for him to have sex with me, and not with some other girl. I’ve watched him grow up and he never knew it but I loved touching him. I would get chills. I hid these thought for so long now, I’m tired of hiding them, I want him to want to have sex with me, his mom. I’ll just let him know it’s ‘ok’ because I’m only ‘teaching’ him about girls. I’ve hid my lusty thoughts long enough, now it’s time I got satisfied and he’s got a nice warm penis to do it with. He’s as big as his dad at only 13.
Mom’s have needs and I’m going for it. I’ll make sure he won’t talk. I’ll just make it ‘our private secret’. I know he wants me bad. I overheard him talk to his buddy one night about how he would love to fuck me and I’m going to make it happen, the sooner the better. I’m going to have him touch me all over, like I’ve been holding back touching him. It’s time, I want to feel his hands on me and make me so hot, he’ll just want to have sex with me or die. I’ll tell him it’s perfectly ‘ok’ and no one will ever know. I want that hot erection in me….now. He’ll love watching me masturbate. I love looking at his penis, so big and hot looking. I bet I can make him cum so hard, he’ll never forget it.
In a way,…. I wish he would just take me, and hold me down and put his penis in me and fuck me good saying he just had to have me. I wish I could say to him:…” Oh baby…., take mommy, take me now!,…..then we’d both moan…. as we squirmed…. cuming both together finally….
…..but that will come later. I know how to tease him till he wants to just take me!…that will be so hot…I want him to do that so bad, and he will….he will….
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I moved closer to mom. She smiled so sweet and whispered: (..”it’s ok if you want to touch me, anywhere you want to…just go right ahead ”…)
She closed her eyes and waited for me to touch her. I was dizzy with excitement. I moved around to her side and I started with her big tits. I had wanted to feel them for a long time, and now I was free to feel them bare all I wanted. My jittery hand squeezed one tit and she quietly moaned. It was so thrilling to feel. I touched her where she taught me to, I pulled in close to suck on her nipple, I could feel her warm skin under my arms, and felt her breathing heavy. I just knew she was as excited as I was. Her hands started feeling my hair, and she ran her fingers thru it. Next I started kissing her tummy. She would jump and moan now and again. I wanted her to be pleased with my new teachings. I kissed closer to her pussy. She started squirming while she smiled with her eyes closed.
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Mom began to think more………….
‘Damn my son is making me so turned on, I can hardly stand it. I haven’t ever felt this hot, ever. This is the naughtiest thing I have ever, ever done, and I’m taking it till I climax big, there is no stopping now. I have him now and he’s mine to pleasure me. I’ll train him how I want to have good long sex. How I want to have my vagina licked. How I want his penis in me and how I want to cum at the same time with him. This is only the start. I’ve got him now, and we’ll lead a new life of pure pleasure anytime we want.
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I went around between her wide open legs, and watched her masturbate. Both hands working her pussy. She moaned as I put my hands on her knees and pull my dick in close to her pussy. I pulled my knees up under her warm raised legs. My dick was inches from her pussy as she ran her fingers in and out. She said to thrust my hips forward like I was having sex with a girl. I did, holding my dick and watching it so close to her wet pussy. I thrusted it like she said and she moaned and just open her content eyes to watch my dick. It took about 5 stokes and I felt a super good shock in my dick and I shot a big stream of cum way up across her hands, arms, tummy and some even went on one of her tits! She moaned loud as she fast rubbed her pussy. She leaned way forward to watch, then another cum shot way out, landing on her lips and chin. She gave out a real loud moan licked her lips and leaned back and started shaking the whole bed, raising her pussy to touch my dick. Her head went side to side in ecstasy as I guessed she had a beautiful girl cum. She raised her hips, and shook and moaned loud…’Oh Yes!!!…oh baby…yes..” My eyes were locked on my cum on her pussy and watching her feeling it with her fingers and even putting her fingers in her mouth to taste my cum. Her pussy squirmed as she lifted her hips again, moaned and shook. I think she had a cum again as she licked her lips more.
My dick was numb from cuming so much, as she reached out rubbed my dick on her clit and pubic hair.
I put my face down to her pussy and I wanted to lick it so bad. She watched me, then pulled me up and we started kissing, like we kissed a hot girlfriend or boyfriend.
She whispered: (“ That was the most sexy beautiful thing I’ve ever had happen to me , and we’ll be doing a lot more of it, anytime we want.”)
I laid my face on mom’s pussy and loved the feel of my cum on her hot and wet pussy. I could smell my cum and her sweet pussy juices, and licked her wet pussy clean. My cum went all over her and her pussy. She kept scooping some on her fingers and tasting it, then swallowing it till it was all gone. I kept licking deep in her pussy and tasting her pussy juices. We licked all of the cum and juices up and both tasted it. I loved the feel of her soft and beautiful pubic hair. I rubbed my hands all over legs and tits as she shook with delight as I did it. Her sweet eyes were closed as she played with my hair and pulled my face around her pussy, and smiled with contentment and moaned quietly. I wanted to feel her pubic hair forever with my fingers and face. I fell asleep with my face on her pubic hair, and her legs wide open to let me lick her pussy, all I wanted.
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The Second Time
Everything began to change now. That next day was heaven. She let me watch her dress and undress. No more closed doors. I watched her shower so beautiful as she felt her own tits, all wet and soapy. If I wanted to touch her, she let me. I could feel her tits now, and kiss them anytime I wanted. She would hold my head and whisper: (“I like that.”) I never stopped checking the windows in our house though, to make sure no one was looking. She liked that too. I couldn’t stop thinking about the night before and how it went off the pleasure scale.
She teased me that next day too, putting her ass up to me and rubbing it on me. Walking by me and feeling my dick through my pants. We loved getting behind one another. I would reach around and un button her blouse to feeling her nice big tits, and slip my hand under her bra and feel her bare tit skin and nipples. She would reach around and put her warm hand down my pants and feel my constant hard dick. She whispered: (“did you like last night son.?) I nodded as she felt my dick….(…“well tonight will be even better….. mom’s like to feel cum inside them, and that’s what were going to tonight son….you‘ve made me so happy, we have lots of hot things we‘re going to do from now on. I‘ll just be your ‘special‘ girlfriend from now on. No one will know but us, you have to understand that“….I nodded my head… “Can you wait until tonight, or do you need to cum right now?”)
Moms mind was racing as she thought…
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‘oh my god, I’ve wanted to do this for so long. I haven’t felt hot cum in my mouth for a long while. My tummy is shaking, my hands are shaking, my vagina is tingling and wet and I’m doing it right now. Tonight I’ll feel his warm penis in me finally. I need that, I’m not only over due, but it will be my first son to cum in me. The taboo thing is not stopping me, I want him in me and I’m going to make it happen. Oh damn the feel of his hot penis head on my lips is so erotic and wonderful. I can make him cum fast or take my time and just savor it. He’s so excited he may just cum fast and I’ll have no choice…I better jack him fast.. OH YES! HE’S CUMING…MMMMM…oh damn that’s hot and good. Cum for mommy, keep it cuming, I want it all….mmmmm…now that was thrilling beyond words…mmmmm…(swallow)…mmmm, damn I love that feeling and taste!
I love feeling him explode in my mouth, he jumps with pleasure, and moans so hot. I like the way he runs his fingers thru my hair as he moans…..
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She knew I was about explode and with the door locked, she sat me on the couch got on her knees and took out my dick. I watched her lick and suck as she felt my full balls. She moaned saying …”oh yes…mmm..Mmmmm ah huh, cum for mommy.” as she put my dick all the way in her mouth and moaned something about ‘giving my cum to mommy‘. She then started jacking me fast until I shot all my big load right in her mouth. She moaned with pleasure. I got so dizzy I shook with ecstasy. She swallowed all my many shots of cum, then licked her lips over and over and moaned and licked my dick for a long time….…. as I ran my fingers thru her hair…..

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Camp part two

Short story, knowhere near aslong as part one but this is just sort of an add on part to the first one

Seducing My Son:6

I woke up alone, feeling happy and a little sore. But it was a good sore. I flexed my ass, remembering how my son gave me a nice, rough fucking back there last night. I rubbed my pussy to soothe the tenderness there. Between my son and my husband, I’d had more sex this week than ever before in my life–and I was ready for more!
It was Saturday, and imagining the possibilities for the day made me wet. I got up and put on my robe. I was tying the sash when I realized there was no reason for modesty any longer, and left it hang open then headed for the kitchen. It felt so feeing to be walking around the house practically naked and not having to care who might see me.
I assumed that Don had taken Evan out golfing, but then I heard the TV on in the living room. I went to check it out.
I found the two of them there sitting on the sofa next to each other, their robes open and they were both jerking off to whatever was on the television. It was a beautiful surprise, and I was shocked (and a little jealous that they were playing without me).
“Morning, hon,” my husband greeted me cheerfully, never slowing his stroke. “I’m showing Evan our old sex tape.”
“You’re my new favorite porn star, Mom!”
Now along with being shocked and jealous, I was also embarrassed and excited. I looked at the screen and saw myself holding my pussy wide open for the camera. The view pulled back and I watched myself grab a huge dildo and begin fucking it.
“Oh, my God, look at my hair!”
“I know, Mom, that’s quite the bush you had back then!”
“I meant my hairstyle, not down there,” I laughed. “But you’re right, look at that jungle!”
I looked at my boys playing with their cocks and had no choice but to join them. I sat down on the chair and pulled my robe open, too.
“Are you going to play with your cunt, Mom?”
A little chill ran through me. “Say that again.” I told Evan and smiled wickedly.
“Are you going to spread you legs, put your fingers in your hot, wet pussy, and play with your horny cunt?”
“Don’t mind if I do, sweet heart.” I opened my legs, licked my fingers, and touched my wetness. I could hear myself moaning on the video and looked up to see the screen filled with my hairy pussy. The view panned down as I slipped a finger in my ass while continuing to plunge the big dildo into my hole.
My attention flitted between the sexy scene of my younger self, and my boys sitting on the sofa stroking off next to each other (like it was the most natural thing in the world). I noticed that their strokes were in sync, up and down their cocks at the same time and the same speed. Adorable.
They were distracted as well–looking from the screen to the real thing between my legs and back again. A warm glow came over me as I tried to appreciate how lucky I was to be sitting here in our living room on an otherwise normal Saturday afternoon masturbating with my family so openly and comfortably.
The scene shifted and my husband’s cock came into view on TV. The dildo went away and he rubbed himself around my hole then slipped inside me.
“This is so great,” Evan said. “I love watching you guys fuck. It’s looks so good when Dad’s cock goes into your pussy, Mom.”
“It feels good, too!” I added with a giggle. I slipped two fingers inside my pussy.
“Dad, I’m getting close. I’m going to cum soon.”
“Go ahead, buddy, I’m watching.” My husband turned his attention to our son’s cock. Evan jacked himself harder, now looking only at me, as I leaned back in my chair fingering my twat and playing with my tits.
“Mom’s cunt looks so pretty. I love my mom’s cunt. Watch me jerk off, Dad. Look at me make my cock cum!” He lifted his hips and the cum spurted out of him accompanied by a loud moan. He caught he breath, then said, “Now you, Dad.”
My husband sat back and began whacking away real fast and within seconds he was pumping a fresh load of cum out onto his belly. He didn’t squirt as far, but it looked like he released more cum than Evan, and it was slowly flowing down over his cock and across his knuckles. I watched how they looked at one another then, each strangely fascinated with the other’s cock and cum. I almost felt like I was intruding on too private a moment between them. But of course that only made me hornier.
Now that they had both gotten themselves off they turned their attention to me. I scooted down in the chair so my back was on the seat and my butt hanging out in the air. My feet were planted wide apart and I was playing with my clit with one hand and my pussy hole with the other.
Evan reached over without looking and took hold of his father’s cock. He twisted it lightly in his grip. Without my son’s eyes ever leaving my body, his thumb found its way up to Don’s piss hole, and rubbed the drops of cum remaining there, spreading his spent semen around the head of his dad’s cock.
This scene was too much for me and my pussy began to convulse around my fingers. My first orgasm of the day bolted through me like a feathery freight train. I didn’t let up and kept strumming my clit as my husband leaned over and sucked on the tip of my son’s cock, cleaning the cum from it. That kicked off another orgasm right on top of my last. If this was how the day was starting, I couldn’t wait to see how it was going to end!
After recovering, we got cleaned up and decided to go out for lunch. We sat down at the table and talked about what was going on at work and in the world. To anyone else we appeared to be your normal, average family. No one here had any idea that we spent the morning jerking off together, or that my son had fucked me last night. It made me feel strangely alive to have this incredible secret.
“Welcome to–oh, hi Evan,” our perky little waitress said when she appeared.
“Hey, Mandy. I didn’t know you worked here.”
“Just started last weekend. Can I get you guys some drinks?” She took our orders, gave Evan a cute smile, and sashayed off to get our drinks.
“Friend of yours?” I asked.
“She was at Corey’s party,” Evan mumbled, watching her intently until she disappeared into the kitchen.
My husband caught my eye as I was about to say something else, and he just shook his head. I knew he was right and bit my tongue.
We had a great meal together. Mandy stopped by our table more than she needed to, and even sneaked us a free desert that we all shared. I felt like we were closer as a family than ever in that moment.
As we left the restaurant, Evan paused at the door with a look of uncertainty.
“I forgot something, I’ll catch up,” he said and went back inside.
Don and I went to the car, and in a few minutes saw Evan coming out with an ear-to-ear smile on his face. He climbed into the back seat nearly bouncing with excitement.
“So, what’d you forget, sport?” my husband quizzed him knowingly.
“I forgot to get Mandy’s number!” He proudly displayed a napkin with a phone number on it.
“Way to go, my man!”
“She is so cute,” I gushed. “You guys are going to make an adorable couple. When are you going out, and where? Do you need something new to wear–”
“Mom! Chill! We’re not getting married, just going on a date,” he laughed at how worked up I was getting. Don gave me one of his looks. I clamped down on my tongue again and tried to behave.
“I’m sorry, honey. I’m really happy for you, that’s all.”
We got home and Evan headed off to his room and closed the door. Don puttered around out in the yard and I took care of a few things around the house. I ejected our sex tape from the VCR and was going to put it back in its hiding place, but then decided to leave it out in case Evan wanted to look at it some more. I now hated the idea of him masturbating without me there to see. He was probably in his room right now thinking about Mandy’s perky little tits, and tight ass and jerking off. What a darling.
I couldn’t wait for evening to come. I took a nice bath, which I immediately realized was a mistake. I usually masturbate when I pamper myself like that, but I wanted to save it for later. It was like I was torturing myself. I shaved my pussy, then my legs and under my arms. I dried off, rubbed lotion all over my body and went to my bedroom to select my outfit.
I was a little worried that Evan might not want to play tonight now that he had the prospect of a girl his own age. I know that was the whole point of what Don and I were doing with him, giving him the confidence to get out there and find someone he liked, but I had one more fantasy I wanted to live out before we were done.
I decided that this was the night for the emerald green corset. It was an involved process just getting this little number on; a lot of cinches, and straps, and buckles. It was snugger than the last time I had worn it, but I managed to get myself squeezed in. The top had only half cups for my breasts, and it pushed them up and out–like they were being presented to you on a tray.
Next, I slipped on a pair of sheer thigh-high stockings. They gave just the right sheen to my legs, making them look smooth and shapely. I then dug my pair of dominatrix boots out of the back of the closet. They were shiny black vinyl, had a four inch heel, and came up almost to my knee. I pulled them on and was admiring myself in the mirror when Don came in, all sweaty from working in the yard.
“Game on?” he asked excitedly.
“I’m not sure,” I said with a hint of worry. “I haven’t seen him since we got back from lunch.”
“Don’t worry,” he came and gave me a hug. His manly scent was strong and the thought of him throwing me down on the floor and fucking my brains out while he was all dirty and smelly flashed through my mind. “As soon as he sees you in this get-up he’ll be hard as a rock and rarin’ to go, babe.”
“Go get cleaned up,” I kissed him, “this is your big night. You ready to take it to the next level?”
“To be honest, I haven’t been able to think about anything else all day.” He gave my bare ass a hearty squeeze and headed for the shower.
I was getting more turned on by the minute, I might just cum before we even get started! After trying on five different pairs of panties, three g-strings, and one crotchless number, I decided to wear nothing. I loved the way my lips were puffed up after shaving and by my extended arousal. I put on my white satiny robe and headed down to Evan’s room.
I knocked and waited this time until I heard him invite me in. I opened the door and he was standing up from his bed wearing just a pair of tight boxer briefs. They hugged his muscular buttocks and I could clearly see the outline of his semi-erect shaft. I was almost sexier than seeing him naked.
“Are you going out with Mandy tonight?” I asked praying he’d say no.
“Next Friday,” he said with a self-satisfied grin.
“Any plans for tonight?”
“Sam wanted to go to the movies, but it looks likes you have something else in mind.” He nodded toward my boots. I realized how silly I must look in my robe and mistress-boots!
“I think you should go out with Sam,” I opened my robe and let it fall. The cool air hit my bare nipples and freshly shaven pussy lips and a shiver ran through me. “It would be good for you to hang out with your friends for a change.”
After all we had done together over the past week, it was especially gratifying to see his reaction. As my husband would say, ‘he didn’t know whether to shit or go blind.’ I could see his cock growing in his shorts, and he rushed over to me, grabbed me in his arms and started sucking one of my nipples. Hard!
It was exactly the reaction I was hoping for, and I was shamelessly thrilled.
“Slow down, baby!” I laughed and pulled him away from my breast. He grabbed my wrists and dove back in on my other nipple. Sucking and biting aggressively. “Hey!” I cried, “Listen to your mother! Stop it!” I was so excited by the way he was treating my body that I couldn’t make myself sound serious.
I stepped back quickly. My nipple stretched and popped out of his mouth giving me a tingle up my spine. He came forward again, took me by the shoulders and kissed me. This wasn’t the soft, tender kind of kiss we’d shared before, this was a strong kiss filled with lust and passion. I could feel his hard cock pressing against me. I pushed him away with some effort.
“Suck me,” I blurted out without thinking.
He dropped to his knees and I mounted his face. His tongue and lips ravaged me. My clit, my hole, my entire vulva were the objects of his frenzied oral attack.
“Your pussy tastes so good, Mom. I love your cunt so much!”
“Oh my God, you suck me so good, baby. But don’t make me cum. I don’t want to cum yet.” This was going to be almost impossible! He put a finger inside me and sucked my clit like a baby sucks his bottle. I was about to explode. “Give me your cock! Let me suck your cock.
He stood up, his lips and cheeks coated with a shiny layer of my pussy juices. I dropped to my knees in front of my son and tore down his shorts. His hard cock sprung out, hitting me in the face. He must have noticed the little trill of pleasure that escaped my throat because he seized his cock and slapped it lightly against my cheek. I turned my face, inviting another. And he slapped me with his meaty rod a little harder. I turned the other cheek, and he gave me another one, even harder. I snatched his prick into my mouth and began sucking.
“That’s it, Mom, swallow my cock. Suck me like the slutty mom you are.” I love it when my man talks dirty, and my son was really pressing all the right buttons for me. “You want my balls, Mom? You want to suck on my big, hairy balls?”
“Yes, I want my son’s balls in my mouth,” I panted and opened up. He stuffed his scrotum into my waiting mouth and I tongued his soft, young balls.
“Mom, I’m gong to cum all over your face.” He was stroking himself.
“No,” I said breathlessly. “I don’t want you to cum yet either.” As soon as I finished saying that I took his cock back into my mouth. I hadn’t felt him shoot directly into my throat yet. I hadn’t tasted his cum straight from his cock, and I wanted that so badly right then. But I didn’t want to spoil my plan. I forced myself to release his cock, and remained motionless on my knees trying to muster my willpower.
“Mom, I was so close. Please, suck me some more.”
“You keep quiet, young man,” I told him sternly and smacked him on the butt. I went to where his pants were draped over the back of his chair and removed his belt from the loops. I gave him a little whack on the butt with it and he yelp. Oops, I didn’t think it would sting that much! “That’s what you get for not listening to your mother.”
I made a loop in the belt and slipped it over his head and tightened it a little and led him down to my bedroom on my improvised leash. When we got there my husband was waiting on the bed. He was hard, and I suspect he heard us playing down the hall.
“I thought we had a strict policy against dogs in the bedroom, hon,” Don joked.
“This one’s been a bad puppy,” I said as I removed the ‘leash.’
“Did he pee on the carpet again?”
“He was humping my mouth with his naughty cock like a bad doggie.” I slapped him on the ass. “Now get on the bed and suck your father’s cock!” I commanded.
“I like this training method!” Don lay back and prepared to be pleasured. Evan crawled up the bed between his father’s legs and dutifully began sucking his cock. I wanted to stay and watch, but I had some more equipment I needed to prepare. I gave Evan’s balls a squeeze, gave my hubby a wink, and went into the bathroom.
“Evan,” I called from the bathroom as I was getting myself ready, “don’t let Daddy cum yet either!”
Once everything was in place, I stepped out of the bathroom. Not being able to resist a little drama I stood with my hands on my hips and my shoulders thrown back and like I was some kind of superhero. The boys looked over and saw me standing proudly in my green corset, high boots, and sporting my very own hard-on thanks to the strap-on dildo I was now wearing.
Evan’s jaw dropped, and my husband just smiled–he knew what was coming.
“Roll over, Rover,” I said as I approached the bed. My husband obeyed and turned face-down on the bed. I climbed up onto the bed and handed Evan the lube. “You got to watch your Dad fucking me, now you get to see me fucking Dad.”
“You’re going to put that in Dad’s ass?” His eyes dropped down to the hard, blue dildo jutting out from my crotch.
“We want to share everything with you, honey, and this is one of the things we like to do. Are you up for it?”
“What does it look like?” Evan was referring to his straining erection.
“All right then, you did such a good job lubing up my ass last night, would you like to do the honors for your dear ol’ dad?”
“Sure thing.” He squeezed a big blob of jelly into his hand. Don opened his legs some, and I spread his butt cheeks apart exposing his hairy asshole. My son reached down and smeared the lube onto his father’s puckered hole. Evan’s hands were shaking with excitement.
“Don’t be cheap with that stuff, son,” Don called back. “Make sure I’m good and slick.” Evan applied more lube and without any instruction slipped a finger into his father’s asshole. I could feel my clit pulsing with delight at seeing that. He added another finger and loosened up his dad’s ‘man-gina’ (as Don jokingly referred to it).
Once Evan determined my husband was ready, he turned to me and lubed up my ‘cock.’
“You ready to take it in the ass, hon?”
“It’s all yours, babe.” Don brought his knees under him and lifted his butt up to the level of my cock. I moved into position between his legs and readied my phallus. Evan stood up on the bed and positioned himself astride my husband’s back facing me. He would have an eagle-eye view from there.
My son bent down and kissed my lips, then spread his father’s cheeks open for me. I leaned forward, holding the base of the fake cock with one hand, and penetrated my husband’s ass. The dildo slid easily into his well-greased orifice and I watched as a broad smile spread across Evan’s face. I pulled back and thrust into my husband. The harness was a little loose, but I was still able to drive my point home with authority.
“Mom, you are totally fucking Dad’s ass right now.”
“That’s right.” I slapped Don’s cheek nice and hard. “Your dad is my little bitch. He loves getting fucked in the ass with a nice, hard cock. Don’t you?” SLAP!
“Oh, yeah. Fuck me, fuck my ass, baby”
Evan stood up straight and put his cock to my lips. I took him in and sucked him as I continued to ram into my husband. After only a few strokes in my mouth, he pulled out and leaned down to suck each of my nipples in turn. He then reached around and grabbed his father’s dangling cock and fondled him. Evan wanted it all.
“You like watching your dad get fucked, Evan? You like seeing Mommy’s big cock in Daddy’s asshole?”
“God, Mom, it’s so exciting.” His expression changed suddenly, as if struck by a realization. He looked at me with a determined look. “Mom, I want to try.”
“What, honey? What do you want to try?” I could feel my heart thumping in anticipation. He licked his lips and looked once more at the fake penis plunging in and out of his father.
“I want to fuck Dad. I want to put my cock in Dad’s ass and fuck him.”
“Are you really sure? You want this for yourself, and not just to please us?”
“I’ve always thought about it, and this is my chance. I love you guys, and I want this with you. I have to find out if it’s what’s right for me, and I want to find out with the people I trust the most in the world.”
I just nodded and kissed him on the forehead. It was such a relief to hear him express himself like that. I knew then that this wasn’t all just some wicked plot to get my own sexual thrills, but that we were actually helping my son become his own man.
I pulled out and moved aside. I grabbed the lube and applied it to Evan’s rock hard cock. I added some more to Don’s ass and held my breath.
“Go easy back there, buddy,” Don said only half-jokingly.
“I’ll try, Dad.”
Even pressed his cock against his father’s ass, and after a brief moment of resistance he was in. Don moaned as his anus was stretched, and Evan shuddered with pleasure as he eased his cock deeper inside his father. It was so beautiful to witness that moment of my two most loved men joining together in this ultimate union.
I realized that I was reflexively stroking my fake cock as I watched. I quickly undid the straps and took the contraption off, never taking my eyes off the sight of my son making love to my husband’s ass. I couldn’t resist reaching out and touching the place where they came together. I mimicked Evan from the previous night and wrapped my fingers around his cock so he was fucking through my hand into Don’s ass. This was the culmination of all my fantasies, and I was enthralled.
“I can’t see anything from up here,” Don complained. “Can I turn around, maybe?”
Evan pulled out and his father rolled over onto his back and pulled his legs up, presenting his asshole once more to his son. Don’s cock was stiff and his clean shaven balls were spread out, all loose and relaxed. Evan moved back in and buried his cock once more in his father’s willing asshole.
I propped some pillows under Don’s head so he could get a better view, then kissed him passionately. I lay alongside my husband and we watched together. I fingered my hard clit gently, teasing myself at the edge of orgasm.
My husband watched his son fuck him with a funny mix of pride and pleasure. Evan, meanwhile, was staring down at his father’s ass and cock. Don’s penis bounced with each thrust and made for a mesmerizing sight. I reached down and stroked his erection, occasionally sliding my hand down to feel my son entering his ass.
“How is it, Evan?” I breathed. “Does it feel good to fuck a man’s asshole?”
“It does feel good, Mom. He’s so tight, and strong. I love looking at Dad’s cock while I fuck him.”
“Are you going to cum?”
“Yes, Mom. I’m ready to explode!”
“Do you want to cum in your father’s tight ass?”
“Yes, Mom! Oh, God, yes!”
“Do it, baby! Fill your dad’s asshole with your cum!”
“I’m cumming! Watch me cum, Mom! I’m cumming, ahhhh!” Evan thrust deep into Don’s ass and released his pent up load of hot cum. Don took the shock of Evan’s hard thrust without flinching and watched his son’s ecstatic expression as he pumped spurt after spurt of semen inside him. Don never experienced anything like that when I fucked him in the ass!
Evan remained still for a long time, eyes closed, coming down from his orgasm. His cock remained pressed deep within. I could feel my own juices leaking onto my thigh as I lay suspended in that intimately quiet moment with my two lovers.
Evan pulled out, but still no one spoke. I looked at my husband’s face. I searched for signs of regret, or shame, or maybe disgust. Evan’s eyes were cast down. Was he driven to this by nothing more than teenage lust? Was he only now becoming aware that he’s violated some personal boundary in the heat of the moment? It would be me that he will blame. And rightly so. My throat tightened, and I couldn’t breathe.
Evan lifted his eyes and looked at his father.
“I can’t believe I just did that,” he shook his head, and I felt a cold dread in my chest. “My own father…” A smile slowly transformed Evan’s face. “I love you, Dad.”
“I…I love you, too, buddy.”
Evan lay down atop his father and gave him a hug. I was able to breathe again, overcome with relief.
“I know this probably wasn’t easy for you,” Evan said to his father. “But it means a lot to me that you were willing to do that for me.”
“Your mother deserves most of the credit,” Don smiled. “She’s the one who put me up to it.” He tussled Evan’s hair and looked into his son’s eyes. “And I’m damn glad she did, too.”
“Thanks, Mom.”
“You’re welcome, honey.” I joined the family hug. “I’ll say it again, we just want you to be happy, whatever it takes.”
“You know what would make me very happy right now?” Evan asked.
“What’s that, sweet heart?”
“If Dad would return the favor.”
“You want your father to fuck you in the ass, honey?” I asked, feeling the thrill rising between my legs. Evan nodded enthusiastically.
“I thought you’d never ask! Lube up that boy of yours, hon, I’m goin’ in!”
Evan took his father’s place, lying on his back. He lifted his legs and let me rub the jelly onto his ass. His father and I spent a good long while loosening him up; first with our fingers, then with the blue dildo, and finally Evan said he was ready. Don got between his son’s legs and gently slid his cock into his boy. Evan trusted his father enough to relax and enjoy yet another sexual first.
“This feels so weird,” Evan marveled. “But good.”
“I’ve never been more turned on in my life,” I said as I watched them together and touched myself. I was so happy.
“Mom, you haven’t even cum yet,” my son reminded me between moans of pleasure. “Let me lick your pussy.”
I wasn’t about to turn down that offer, and I straddled his face. My son began licking my pussy and clit. I was facing my husband as he rhythmically fucked Evan’s ass. We exchanged a smile, and he gave me a wink.
“That’s it, baby, suck my pussy,” I groaned. “You suck my cunt so good.” It seemed like only a matter of seconds before he coaxed an orgasm from me. Don leaned over and took one of my hard nipples into his mouth and pulled at it. I pressed my clit back against Evan’s lips, ready for him to suck me off again.
“Atta boy, Evan, make your old lady cum some more!” Don cheered him on.
I fucked my sons face, rotating my hips and feeling the tip of his nose rubbing at the entrance of my pussy hole. My husband sucked one of my nipples, while I tugged hard on the other. In no time my whole body was being rocked by another orgasm.
Don increased his pace, humping his son’s virgin ass faster and faster. He grunted and pulled out, firing off a huge surge of cum right onto Evan’s balls. My husband milked his cock some more, and further drenched his son’s nuts.
As soon as he was done I was down there sucking my husband’s fresh cum off of my boy’s big, hairy balls. As I hungrily licked up the semen, Evan slipped a finger in my pussy and sucked me to orgasm yet again. This boy was a genius with his tongue!
After a few minutes to catch our breath, we all took a shower, and got back into bed clean and refreshed. We cuddled up together to go to sleep, but no one was sleepy. Evan and his father took turns making love to me, then I sucked each of them off afterward. We formed a circle on the bed so that Don was eating my pussy, I was sucking Evan’s cock, and Evan was sucking his Dad’s cock. After almost an hour of trying every combination we could think of, we tried once more to get to sleep.
But Evan was still hard, so I jerked him off onto my tits. Watching this got Don excited again, and he jerked off his semi-hard cock, producing only a few small droplets of cum. All this jerking got me going again, and I fingered myself to another orgasm. I had easily reached double digits that night (a new record for me).
We finally fell asleep only a couple hours before sunrise; together, naked, and happy.
These early days of exploration and experimentation with my son and husband were some of the most exciting sexual experiences of my life. Evan and I continued to have sex for many years afterward. My husband would sometimes join in, but my son and I mostly carried on just the two of us. In the months following our initial wild week, Evan and I were able to take things slower, and spend a lot of time being intimate.
I taught him all the ways I knew how to please a woman, and he was eager to practice under my loving direction. He never failed to give me the most wonderful orgasms, and I made sure he knew my body was always available to him. One of my favorite little rituals we developed was when Evan would ask for me to put on a “Pussy Show” for him. He’d say something like, “Hey, Mom, how about a nice pussy show?” and I’d lie on my back, spread my legs, and open my pussy for him. Evan would stare at my exposed cunt and jerk off onto it. I would rub his semen all over myself then make myself cum.
Evan told me that he had enjoyed the things he had shared with his father, but he had come to learn for sure that he wasn’t gay, despite his earlier fantasies involving men. He and his father enjoyed playing with each other during our threesomes, and I found them masturbating together to porn on more than a few occasions, but he told me that he wasn’t really interested in pursuing a bisexual lifestyle either. For him it was a matter of curiosity, which was satisfied nicely within his own loving family.
He had become more confident and his self-esteem steadily improved. Evan was making new friends, and dated several girls his own age. The more social he became, the less time he spent around the house, and our sex lives together slowly waned. It was sad for me, but I knew I had to let him go and allow him to live his own independent life. What never went away was how close and open we could be with each other.
If Evan and I were watching TV together, for example, I could put my head in his lap and he would caress my breasts lovingly through my shirt. It didn’t have to lead to wild sex. It was these little intimacies between us that meant more to me in the long run. I also enjoyed being affection with my husband in front of our son without having to hold back. Don and I could kiss, and feel each other up while Evan watched and not have to be inhibited at all. It was so freeing and comfortable.
The last time Evan and I had sex was shortly before he met Melissa. We had only been together a few times that year, so it wasn’t like we were doing it much anyway at that time. But Melissa turned out to be ‘the one.’ My baby was in love.
They were married recently, and are very happy together. I’m pretty certain she doesn’t know about our family secret, but I often fantasize these days about Evan bringing her into our ‘inner circle.’ There’s a foursome I would love to try!
I can hardly wait to become a grandmother, with a nice handsome grandson or two…

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The Substitute

THE SUBSTITUTE
First let me introduce myself. I am a 22 year-old collage Junior, majoring in Physical Education. I am a senior diver on our dive team, as well as a National Swimming champion with the ability to make it onto the United States Olympic Swim/Dive team. I am 6’ 3 ½” of pure lean muscle with a six pack that Bud Light would pay money to advertise. Everyone that knows me calls me Swim, ever since I started swimming and diving at a young age. It really seems to fit since it is basically my initials, Steven William Mathews.
To start my story, I have to go back several months to pre-season training.
We start to train for diving competitions about 4 months before the first meet. So it is February, a sort of mild winter for Oregon, and I am learning a new level 5 competitive dive. It is the hardest dive at our competitive level, including a full layout twist with a double pike spinning tuck from the 50 foot platform. This is the dive that will get me to the Olympic level.
We stopped for lunch, and some of the guys decided it would be fun to run outside in the cold weather in our Speedos. Always up for a challenge, I agreed to tag along. Well, to make a long story short, one of the younger freshmen on the team left the door slightly open when he went out. So as I was running back in, some of the water on the side of the pool was slightly frozen, and well…down I went. I did not break anything, thank God, but I did however tear my right quad muscle. I had to wear a half thigh cast for about 8-10 weeks.
So I was in a pretty serious relationship with a girl since we were freshman, and we had a very active sex life. Kamerun was on the track and field team, and was quite toned. Kami, as I called her while in the throes of passion, loved to ride me, chest to chest, while I sat on the bench of my weight set. With the plaster cast on my thigh, this caused a problem, she complained because it rubbed her ass and inner thighs raw from the fiction. After trying several different positions, it was either painful for me, or her, so she called it quits on the fucking until my cast came off. This kind of pissed me off, since I was used to getting it on at least once every day.
Kamerun would still come over and hang out quite often, but all we did was study or watch DVD’s. I was getting very sexually frustrated, and Kamerun was turning into a real bitch. After a particularly stressful day, Kamerun was acting like the spoiled rich brat that she was, and I asked her if she was PMSing. She yelled, “FUCK YOU, SWIM!!” and slammed the door on her way out. Now I lived in the dorms, and shared my room with a 20 year old freshman named Mitchell. Mitch was an architectural major who was also on the college baseball team. We got along fairly well, but didn’t really hangout outside of the dorm. This particular day, he happened to come home just as Kamerun slammed out of our room.
“You must have really fucked up bro, she nearly ran me over!” Mitch laughed. “Yeah,” I said, “I used the three letter word.” “Huh!” Mitch asked confused. I replied, “PMS!!” “Damn bro, you must be a glutton for punishment.” Since I was so pissed off myself, I just blurted out, “well she won’t fuck me anyway, I ain’t had a good orgasm for weeks.”
Mitch totally looked stunned. “Sorry bro, it’s my problem.” As I started to turn the TV on, I got the shock of my life. “I can help you with that, if you want.” I just stared at Mitch for a minute. Now let me just say “straight” out, that I am 100% heterosexual. Mitch was a couple inches shorter than me, but with a very similar athletic body. Since Mitch was a toe head, you could barely see his body hair, so it looked like he had none. He wore his blond hair rather long in the front, and shorter in the back, making it fall over his face. I guess you could call him attractive, but I really did not know much more about him. “Fuck Mitch, I am sooo not gay. You’re on your way to getting your ass beat!” “Hey, let me explain. I am bi, not gay, first of all. And just think of it as a mouth to suck you, and an ass to fuck. It would not be any different if your girlfriend was doing it. It would not make you gay, or even bi, you’d be just a guy getting the best blow job of his life.” Well, I did not know what to think. Could he be right? Could it be that easy, to just close my eyes and think he was Kami?
“I just don’t think I could do it.” I said. Mitch started toward me, and sat next to me on my bed, “look, you don’t even have to look at me, I can give you one helluva blow job, and I will let you fuck my ass, I can face away from you so you would not even see me.” Mitch reached for my fly, and I started to jerk away. “Just try it, if you want to stop, I will stop.” So I closed my eyes and leaned back against the wall. Mitch slowly started to take my jeans off. “STOP!” I hollered, “not on my bed dude.” So I got up to go to his bed, letting my jeans fall. Mitch slowly rubbed his hand along the bulge in my boxers, gradually applying more pressure. I was trying hard to forget a dude was about to suck my rod. Suddenly Mitch yanked my boxers down, and flicked his tongue across the head of my 7 ½” cut cock. It rose to attention immediately; at least my prick did not care if it was a male or female mouth. Mitch started slowly twisting his tongue around the length of my shaft, up and down, as I rested back against the wall. Mitch continued, wrapping his lips around my pink head, and in one swift movement, he had all 7 ½” in his throat. I could not help but release a moan, he was right about one thing, it was the best blow job I’ve ever had, so far at least. As he bobbed up and down, he grazed his teeth along the sensitive tissue of my prick, cause me to nearly blow my wad right then. Then he engulfed me entirely, and sort of moaned, causing his throat to vibrate on my dick. “Oh fucking shhhiiitttt” I screamed, “I’m gonna blow bro.” With that I had the most explosive orgasm in my life.
I just fell against the wall, panting, trying to catch my breath, afraid to open my eyes and see who just blew my mind, when I felt Mitch’s hand stroking my dick. I soon realized he was applying lube, and preparing for an ass fuck. Before I could catch my breath to speak, Mitch planted his tight ass over my prick, and bottomed out on me, I felt my dick hit his prostate. “Oh my fucking, my fucking ohhhh yeah!” I stuttered, as he rose up, and slammed down again. Not wanting to touch him sexually, I grabbed his hips like I would Kami’s, and began ramming into his tight hole. After about ten minutes of hard fucking, I felt my ball sack tightening up, getting ready for release, suddenly, string after string of thick cum shot up into Mitch. He moaned as I felt his ass cheek tighten, guessing that he was blowing his wad as well. “Fuck dude,” I said shoving him off of me, “don’t fucking ever cum on me again, or I may have to fuck you up, understand, you offered to help me, I did not promise to return the favor!” Mitch turned around to clean his self off, “dude, I am sorry, but I have never been fucked like that before, and I just could not hold it.”
I really did not know what to think about what just happened. I knew I was not gay, far from it, but I just had the best blow job, and the best fuck of my life. The orgasm I had the second time almost caused me to pass out. I tried to tell myself it was just because it had been so long since I had one that it had just been building. Yeah, that was it. We ignored each other the rest of the night, and I had a little trouble falling asleep. In the morning, I had a plan all worked out.
“Mitch,” I said, “I’ll make a deal with you man. I need sex, and Kamerun will not do anything right now because my cast hurts her. It did not seem to bother you, so here is my plan. I will let you continue to suck me, and I will continue to fuck you as much as you want, but I will never look at you, and I will never touch you except to your hips to gain momentum. And never under any circumstance are you to try to kiss me, I will fuck you up. And if you so much as utter a single word of this to anyone, I’ll fucking kill you. Got it! I AM NOT GAY!!” Mitch sat for a moment, contemplating my proposal. “Alright bro, it was the best fuck I ever had last night, even if you do not want to hear it, I WILL enjoy being your substitute fuck.”
So, that is how the next 7 weeks went. We still did not really see each other outside of the dorm, but it seemed we both suddenly felt the need to be in the dorm more and more. As I got more familiar with Mitch’s ass, it was easier and easier to fuck him. “Swim, how much longer until the cast comes off,” Mitch asked as I walked into the room after my latest doctor’s appointment. “About 2 more weeks, I can’t wait.” I set my books on the desk, flopped into the chair, tossing my crutches to the floor, and leaned back, closing my eyes. “You look stressed, I think I can help,” said Mitch, kneeling before me and beginning to rub my crotch. My pulse suddenly quickened, causing my heart to beat rapidly. I could not understand the feelings I have been having when having sex with Mitch; after all, he was just a substitute, not really like a guy at all. To me, he was just any other girl giving me head; just another tight ass to fuck. “Uuughhhh”, I moaned as my dick was engulfed in a warm, wet mouth. “Fuckin yea, that’s it, deeper; stick it in your throat.” I felt the vibrations from his throat before I heard his moan; that, I think, is my favorite thing. Mitch slid my hard prick completely out of his mouth, and focused just on the tip. He had this way of sticking the tip of his tongue in my slit, Kamerun never did that. “OOOHHHH yea, oh fucking yea, that’s it,” I cried, in complete ecstasy. Then Mitch went nose deep to my shaved base, scraping his teeth along the way down. It seemed Mitch was trying harder than ever to pleasure me, as he began sucking, drawing hard, like on a straw. I knew I couldn’t hold back much longer. Mitch rubbed on my balls, just before taking one and then the other into his mouth. That did it, I felt my balls tighten, preparing to squirt. I pushed Mitch off of me, turning him around. He yanked his shorts down, and bent over. I shoved my dick up, as he came down, going balls deep into his ass. This first orgasm created the lube we needed to keep going.
Since I could not stand on my leg, the only way I have ever fucked his ass was with him sitting on me. I was particularly horny today. I had talked with Kameron after class today. She is looking too damn good to me. I wondered if she is being faithful to me all this time. After all, it is not like I am cheating on her, Mitch is just her substitute.
I grabbed his ass with both hands, braced my left foot on the corner of the desk, and started rocking my hips harder. The harder I rammed into Mitch’s ass, the harder I wanted to. I could hear him moaning louder than ever, almost sounding like he was in pain. At this point I did not care; all I cared about was fuck as hard as I could. As I felt my ball tightening for the second time, I pulled all the way out to the tip. I slammed into his ass as hard as I could in my position, shooting several ropes of cum deep in his ass. “FUCK,” Mitch cried as he pulled off my still hard cock. I noticed he was holding his dick with both hands. “Sorry bro, I could not help it this time,” Mitch said brokenly. He looked like he was about to cry. As I started to ask why, I looked down and seen what he was talking about. “Shit dude. Clean it off, NOW” I said, looking at his thick strings of cum on my shoe.
“I am really sorry Swim, I could not help it, the way you rammed my prostate. Unless you have been fucked in the ass, you just don’t understand how it feels,” Mitch almost cried. “It’s alright, just clean it off. Forget it happened.” I said. After he cleaned it off, he asked if I had enough, or if I wanted more. “Naw, I’m good.” We watched TV for a while, then I went to bed.
I woke the next morning feeling like I did not sleep at all. Something was bothering me, but I could not figure out what it was. Mitchell went home for the weekend, Kamerun was at an out of state track meet, so I was alone for the first time for the entire weekend. I tried watching TV, played the Wii, but continued to be restless all weekend long. I was never really one to masturbate, but I thought it would relieve my stress so I gave it a shot. I started out watching a little porn on the computer. That just didn’t work, so I concentrated on Kamerun, and how it felt having her suck me. I pictured her tight ass, her smooth, soft cunt. She really liked when I tongue fucked her cunt. I have to say, it was working. My prick tightened as the blood rushed to it suddenly. Slowly my tongue slid in and out, flicking over her love bud, cause her to scream in ecstasy. I began to stroke myself harder, faster, my pre cum lubing the way. I ease up her flat abs making my way to her B cup breasts. I’m getting harder, my head becoming more sensitive. I lick her taunt nipples, kneading her breast as I suck. She moans in pleasure. I slowly slide my dick into her wet puss. She know how I like it, so she tightens her pussy around me. Wait, what was happening, my dick started to soften, damn, I never really liked this. I open my eyes, and they fall on Mitch’s bed. My dick suddenly swells to the max, a couple more yanks, and I am blowing my wad. I just did not understand.
I tried to put it out of my mind. When the week started, life continued as it had the last couple months. We had finals, and had 3 days left of the term. I went to my doctor, and was pleased when he removed my cast. “A few weeks of therapy, and you’ll be back to normal activity, it repaired itself nicely,” Dr. Weston said. I went back to the dorms, and was surprised that Mitchell was not there. I changed my Speedo, and covered them with shorts, thinking I would head to the pool. As I was preparing to leave, I heard Mitch unlocking the door. I decided to surprise him, so I sat and tossed my towel over my right thigh. Mitch comes in the door and sees me sitting there. “Dude, guess what, my parents are taking me to Hawaii for two weeks. I leave Saturday, stay at home for a week, then fly to Hawaii for two weeks, then back home for a week before I come back to campus.” Mitch was very excited. I said, “Guess what, I have news of my own, tada…” I said as I stood up and flung the towel aside. “Alright, you got your case off.”
“Yeah dude, I was just heading to the pool, wanna go?” I asked a stunned Mitch. “Sure.” We left and headed to the pool. As I climbed on the small dive board, I flexed showing off all my muscles. Just as I dove in, I saw Mitch staring at me with a sort of lost look. We spent a couple of hours at the pool swimming, or rather I was showing off while Mitch watched. When we returned to the dorm, as we changed, Mitch asked if I told Kamerun that my cast was off. “No, not yet, she is at a track meet today, so I thought I’d surprise her tomorrow.” “Well,” Mitch started, looking down, “how about we try out that newly healed muscle, just for a last hoorah.” I thought a moment, then thought what the hell, I’ll show him what I can really do. I pulled my Speedo’s off, and tossed them aside. Instinctively, Mitch dropped face first onto his bed, sticking his ass in the air. Mitch tossed me the KY, and propped himself up with his hands on the bed. Already quite stiff, I quickly lubed up. I grabbed his ass cheeks, and slammed full force into his awaiting ass. Not stopping, I continued to slam him over and over. (Now if you ever lived in a dorm, you know the beds are a narrow twin size, not the perfect size for someone over 6 feet.) “Holy shit fuck Swiiimm,” Mitch yelled as his head rammed into the wall behind his bed. I slowed long enough for him to move his hands to the wall. “Ugh, ugh, ugh, ughhhhhh, oh-fuck-my-fuck-God. I-I-I- can’t stop it, I’m gonna fucking cum.” screamed Mitch. I tried to ignore him, but it was getting harder and harder to, the louder he groaned. As my balls slammed into his with every thrust, I felt his balls tighten. “AAHHHHH,” Mitch screamed as he came, squirt after squirt on the bed and wall. I continued to fuck him, feeling myself getting closer and closer. Up until now, I have managed to stay quiet, but that was ‘cumming’ to an end. As I am nearing my climax, I pull all out preparing a final thrust. To my surprise, Mitch twisted and dropped to his knees, catching my thrust with his mouth. “Holy fucking shit,” I grunted as I blew string after string of cum deep into his throat. I blew so much cum, he could not swallow all of it. My cum ran out of the side of his mouth as I withdrew. I stared down at him as he used the end of his tongue to catch the cum. I almost blew again.
We did not say anything to each other the rest of the night. The next day, I took Kamerun out to the pool for a swim. Kami wore a new black and white striped bikini that left nothing to the imagination. She said she bought it just to celebrate my cast coming off. She did look hot, smoking hot. I saw the way the other guys at the pool stared at her. Some of the guys wolf whistled as we left the pool. “Don’t strain that muscle dude.” “Don’t waste all his energy Kamerun, we need him for the competition this weekend.” the guys laughed as we walked out. “Let’s go to my dorm, Tina is gone for the week.” So we went back to Kami’s dorm. “I’ve been waiting for this,” Kami said as she unlocked her door. As I shut the door, I grabbed Kami and pulled her into a passionate kiss. Damn, I thought, I missed kissing. I quickly rid her of her bikini, and picked her by her ass. I carried Kami to her bed. “Damn girl, it seems like forever, since I had you.” She tightened her legs around my waist as I lowered to the bed. “Then ‘cum’ and get me big boy.” With that, I deepened the kiss, shoving my tongue into her waiting mouth. I slid my hand down her side slowly, grazing her breast along the way. “Touch me,” she moaned. “Gladly,” I said as my hand cupped her ass. I kneaded her ass as I grinded my dick into her softness. I broke the kiss, and kissed my way down her beautiful neck, across her sexy collar bone, and licked a line between her firm tits. “Oh yes, yes, Swim, that’s it,” Kami moaned. I traced a line up one tit, and circled her taunt nipple before drawing it into my mouth. I knew what she liked, and was trying to make up for the last months. As I sucked on her nipple, I slid my hand down her thigh. As her moans of pleasure increased, I slid my hand slowly up to her already moist cunt. “You like it baby, you want my finger?” I asked her as I stuck my finger up her cunt. “Yeessss,” she hissed, “yes, stick it in me deeper.” I did as she asked, and slowly lowered to her flat stomach, kissing my way down. “Oh God, Swim, eat me, lick me, oh God suck me,” she begged. “As you wish,” I said as I flicked my tongue across her clit. I licked her, running circles around her clit with my tongue. Her moans increased, I knew she was getting close to an orgasm. I plunged my tongue deep into her cunt, and pulled back out. I traced my tongue from her ass all the way to her clit, before thrusting into her cunt again, just as she had her first orgasm. “Baby, please fuck me now, fuck me now,” Kami pleaded. “As you wish,” I said as I shoved my cock in her cunt. Now I have never had an issue getting hot. I never had to stop because I could not get it up. But I suddenly found myself only semi hard. I pumped her several more times, and still nothing. “What’s wrong Swim,” asked Kami as she panted. “I guess it has just been too long, maybe I need a minute.” I stated. “Let’s fuck like we usually do, maybe that will help,” she suggested sounding a little frustrated. So I sat on her vanity bench, and Kami came over and knelt down. “This may help some also,” she said, licking my dick. As she began to give me a blow job, my prick began to firm up. As she took most of my dick in her mouth and started bobbing, I grab the back of her head and pushed balls deep into the throat. As she gagged and tried to raise up, I held her in place a moment longer as the vibrations from her throat felt better than ever. “Fuck you Swim, you know I don’t like to deep throat, you asshole.” Kami yelled. “I’m sorry, just fuck me.” I said. With her already lubed from her orgasim, she lower herself on my now very hard dick. “That’s it, fuck me harder,” I moaned to her. I grabbed a tit in my mouth and sucked, nipping at it a little. Kami moaned in pleasure, as that was what she liked. I grabbed her hips and begun to meet her thrusts with my own. We were really getting into it hot and heavy. Our moans and groans were just adding to the pleasure. “Let’s try a different way,” I asked as she orgasmed for the second time, still I had not. “How,” she asked breathless. “Just turn around, and let me fuck you backwards.” So Kami did as I asked, and lowered herself onto my still rock hard dick. As I increased the thrusts, she increased her moans. After about ten minutes, I could feel her reaching another climax. “Uuuggghhhh, yeesssss,” she hissed. Feeling a little cheated, I suddenly raised her up slightly, repositioned, and entered her tight ass. (Now we have done this only once before, and Kami did not like it at all, making me promise not to do it again.) “Ouch, ewe, no you fucking bastard,” Kami screamed, “STOP”. At this point a couple of thrusts was all it took before I was shooting stream after stream of cum, everywhere. Kami shoved off of me as cum landed on her back, ass, and my stomach. “Sorry baby, I did not mean to, it just happened,” I tried to explain as she cried. “Don’t fucking touch me,” she screamed as I tried to hug her to me. “Kami, I really am sorry, I was so fucking horny, and it happened. I didn’t intend to do it, I was just not thinking. Please, come here, please,” I begged her. She raised her tear filled eyes to me, and slowly walked toward me. “Don’t ever fucking try that shit again, or we are through!” she stated firmly. I pulled her into my arms, and lifted her up, carrying her to her bed. We laid down, holding each other, with me whispering apologies in her ear. She turned over and kissed me, and at that point I knew all was forgiven. I managed to pull her cover over us before we fell asleep, just in case Tina came back early.
So the next day I went back to my dorm, Mitchell was packing to leave. I grabbed a few more hours of sleep as we fucked several more times throughout the night. (Make-up sex is AWESOME!!) when I got up Mitch said he decided to leave today instead of waiting until tomorrow, so he could beat traffic. “Have a great time bro,” I said as he was leaving. “Yeah see you,” Mitch said, sounding a little down. So for the next week or so, life was back to normal. Kamerun practically moved into my dorm since her roommate was back, and Mitch was gone. The sex was great, but always seemed to be missing something. I think Kami began to feel it also. About the middle of the second week, however, I began to have problems with our lovemaking. No matter how much I pleasured Kami, she was never really able to pleasure me fully. Don’t get me wrong, she made me cum, but it just was not the same. I could not figure out what was wrong. On Friday night, we went to a party at a Frat house, not my usual thing, and we had a little too much to drink. When we got back to my dorm, and tried to get it on, I just could not get it up. “What the fuck Swim! Don’t I turn you on anymore? Is there someone else? That’s it, you met someone else isn’t it…who the fuck is she, tell me and I’ll kick the bitches ass!” she screamed at me. “There is no one else, I swear, I don’t know what the fuck is going on, but I don’t need you bitching all the time, is that all I am to you is your boy toy, your fuck buddy?” I screamed back. We had never had a fight like this, I am sure the alcohol had a lot to do with it. But I think it just made it worse than it would have been when it eventually happened, which I know it would have. “Fuck you Steven, if that is what you think, I’m not the one that can’t get it up!” she yelled. I do not think she has ever called me by my real name. “Fuck you bitch, maybe if you tried something new once in a while I could get it up, maybe I am just bored with you!” Kami reached back, and slapped me across the face and walked out slamming the door behind her.
I sat up all night trying to figure out what the hell happened. Over the next couple of weeks, I stayed to myself apart from practice and competitions. The guy on the team never asked me what was wrong, they just assumed it was the break up. I spent the rest of the time alone in my dorm. Unlike before, I became quite good at masturbating, what choice did I have anyway. I lost track of time, was in my own little world, not even realizing how much time went by. One day at practice, I just could not nail my dive, and the coach bitched me out. I walked back to the dorm in a pissed off mood. As I stepped into my room, time stopped for only a split second, Mitchell was back.
Without stopping to think about it, I threw my stuff down, and ran to him. I pulled a surprised Mitch to me, pressing my mouth to his so hard I tasted blood. Mitch returned the kiss just as hard, forcing his tongue into my awaiting mouth. There was no need to say anything, our actions spoke for themselves. As I pressed my mouth to his harder, I no longer knew if the blood I tasted was mine or Mitch’s, but it did not matter, all I wanted was to get as much of him as I could. As we wrestled against the wall I had shoved him against, things began to heat up. I grabbed two handfuls of his soft wavy blond hair, pressing him even closer, as he reached for the hem of my shirt. We only stopped our kiss long enough to remove our shirts, and them pressed together even harder. I felt and heard a long low growl come from deep within Mitch. As Mitch began to dropped my shorts to the floor, I finally broke the kiss. Without saying a word, I think he thought if he said anything, the moment would be lost, I began a slow wet trail down Mitch’s incredible body. Inch by inch I tasted every bit of his skin as I could. I have never experienced a taste like it, sweet, but with a salty sweat taste. I halted my journey down his body long enough to pleasure both nipples, biting and pulling, twisting and licking each to a firm point. Then I began the long journey over his tight abs, and on down to the bald sweet spot I was looking for. And then for the first time, I grabbed some one dick besides mine. He was almost the same size as me, about 7 inches of cut meat. At first I just held it in my hands and stared. Finally I licked the tip, and experience the most erotic feeling I have ever had. I began lick from top to bottom, around and around. I engulfed as much as I could, but only got about 4 inches in. I bobbed on him for a few more minutes, and then moved to his perfectly balls. As I was sucking his balls, he grabbed at my head, and just rubbed. I think the shock of what was happening was too much for either of us as neither one had said anything up to this point. Both of us were however, panting and groaning, getting continually louder. As I released his balls, I placed my tongue at the base of his prick, at the top of his ball sack. Slowly, but firmly I licked a straight line up to the tip, sticking my tongue into his slit, like he did me. Mitch suddenly yelled, “I’m gonna fucking cum.” As he began to shot string after string of cum, I caught it all in my mouth, however, I only swallowed a portion of it. I had plans for the rest. As he finished cumming, I lowered my mouth to his ass. I slid my tongue through my lips trying not to lose any cum, and licked his asshole. Mitch cried out in pure ecstasy, “Oh fucking yesssss!” As I moved my tongue in and out of his hole, I made my move. I placed my lips directly over his hole, forming a seal, and spit his own cum into his ass. By this time we had ended up on my bed, and I raised his ass just enough to keep the cum in it, and then rammed balls deep into his ass. We both moaned, “oh yeaaa.” I looked at Mitch for the first time since I kissed him. I could see pure pleasure on his face. As I fucked his tight ass, I felt his stiff dick pounding against my tight abs. I slowly lowered myself to his neck, and kiss a trial to his ear. “You can cum on me this time,” I whispered into his ear as I swirled my tongue around it. Then we met for a kiss just as passionately, just as hard as the first one. As my thrust became harder and harder I felt both my balls and his begin to fill. With the most amazing orgasm of my life, we came at the same time. I collapsed on the bed next to Mitch, as my now flaccid cock slid out of his gaping hole. We laid like this for several minutes as we slowed our breathing, and our hearts returned to normal.
Mitch was the first to break the silence. “I thought I was just your substitute. I thought when I left, that it was over. You made that perfectly clear,” Mitch said, choking up. “I almost did not come back, I was going to transfer colleges because I did not think I could face you again.” I still had not raised my head, I did not want Mitch to see the tears falling from my eyes. When I did not say anything, Mitch stopped talking. After a few minutes, I gained control, and raised my head to look into his gorgeous blue eyes. “I had the worst three weeks of my life. I broke it off with Kamerun, I fucked up my dive, pissed off my coach, and had no idea why. Until I opened that door and saw you. At that moment I knew what it was. I missed you. I missed being with you, even if it did not seem I was. Something changed that last time, you know, after I had my cast off. I no longer needed you, but I did not know yet that now all I wanted was you. I needed you for a different reason. I still do not think I am gay, or even bi, but you will never again be my substitute.”
Mitch smiled bigger than I had ever seen him “as long as I am not your bitch now,” he laughed. “No not my bitch,” I said giving him a jab to the ribs, “now you’re just my Mitch!” “Very funny,” Mitch said leaning to kiss me again. So that is how my last year of college began. Mitch and I had a very aggressive relationship. We still did not hang out with each other away from the dorm. We both continued dating girls, but never anything serious, and we never brought anyone back to our dorm. It was now a sacred place, just for us. We continued this way through the entire school year. As graduation approached, our relationship changed. We spend more time just being with each other, not always fucking. We fell asleep in each other’s arms every night. The night before graduation, we spent the entire evening making love. We continued well into the night. Before we fell asleep, we agreed to meet back here at the room after graduation. We planned on having on last ‘hoorah’ before I left. I was busy all the next day, greeting my parents, having lunch with them, and saying goodbye to friends and my swim/dive team. The dive I had been perfecting all year paid off at the National Finals. I was offered a place on the US Olympic dive team, my dreams were coming true.
It took awhile after the ceremony to break away, but I finally said goodbye to my parents, as I was driving home in my own car. I ran all the way back to the dorm room so we could begin our private goodbye. I opened the door to find the room empty. I dashed down the hall to the bathroom thinking Mitch was there, only to have my hopes flushed. I slowly walked back down the hall to my room. I looked at the empty side of the room, my stuff was already loaded into my car, and slowly walked to Mitchell’s bed. As I started to lie down to take one last deep breath of his scent, I saw an envelope laying there.
‘Dear Steven, I just could not bear the thought of saying goodbye to you. I know that you will go on with your life, and I will go on with mine. Eventually we will shove this past year to the back of our memories, only to bring them back occasionally when something reminds us of each other. Hell, I don’t know if I will ever be able to swim again without being reminded of you. I hope you understand why I could not meet you tonight, time to move on. Just know when you are standing on the diving platform, pausing to gain your concentration, I will be there with you giving you that added height you need to perform perfectly. You never know, I may very well have built the platform you dive from.
I will be watching from wherever I may be, watching as you rise into the air performing that perfect dive, making your country proud, but more importantly, making me proud to have been a part of your life. And then, I will be with you as you lower your head for the official to place that gold medal around your beautiful neck. And I will be there singing our national anthem right along beside you. As the flag lowers, and the world watches you tear up, only I will know the tears are for a different reason. So go and concur the world SWIM! All my love, your substitute, your Mitch.
P.S. I can’t wait to see you in that US swim team Speedo!!

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My plump goddesses perfect peds

Michelle was a beautiful and plump Asian whose feet I fell in love with, although this story does not include the part where I got to cum with her, it gives you the details of a foot worship encounter that would change our lives forever.

Willie the Dog, Fucks my Cat

Willie the Dog, fucks my Cat
I came home from work, popped open a drink and sat on the couch. Willie came running in jumping around and then sat on the couch beside me. He said: “Your girlfriend is not home, we can talk ok. I’m in love with your cat Samantha, by the way.”
Willie and my cat ‘Sam’ started getting along and at first, just ignored each other. After a while they were sleeping together and playing with their toys together we had bought them. My girlfriend was awe struck and thrilled about all this. Willie continued: “I had been fucking my dog girlfriend ‘Sugar’ that day and came home to rest and lick my dick some more. Sam crept up and watched me. Soon she started licking my dick too. Oh fuck!, her rough tongue almost made me cum. I had never had a kitty blow job, they are fucking super! I started licking her pussy and she meowed so nice. We’ve been doing this ever since. I wanted to fuck her more and more. One afternoon I got on her and started fucking her. She started to purr and fucked me back real fast. It was so good, I must have licked her for 20 minutes after words. The bitch told me I had a nice dick. Damn she has nicest fur around her pussy, it’s a real turn on for me. That rough tongue of hers on my balls, just drives me wild.”
I said: “Wow Willie, that some news!”
Sam walked in the room, sat down and watched Willie and I talk. Willie got up and whispered something in her ear. Sam came over slowly, jumped up on the couch and laid in my lap. Willie jumped up and lay beside me. Willie said: “Ain’t she a beauty. I love her tabby tiger stripes, it’s a real turn on.” Sam began to purr and looked up at me made some kitty sounds, and licked my fingers. “She says she likes you blue, but I wouldn’t try and fuck her if I were you, those claws…you know.”
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My girlfriend left for the evening and they must have seen her leave. Sam came in and then Willie through the kitty/doggie door. Sam muttered something.… Willie said: “Bitch”. They were have a lovers tiff, it seems. Willie had chased off a male cat and Sam got pissed about it. Willie jumped up and sat beside me. “I chased one of her old boyfriends up a fuck’in tree, and now she’s whining about it. That’s what I do, chase cats!…all except one.”
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Well, they got over it and went back to fucking. My girlfriend had not seen them yet…..until tonight. I waited… she came running in the living room, out of breath. “I….just saw…oh my god…just saw Willie having sex with SAM!” I said: “Oh yeah…ha ha, that a funny one dear. Did they ’talk’ to you too?” She started to get pissed. “NO…Really!…our little Sam is a whore who let’s dogs fuck her!” I stopped and looked at her. She paused and then began to grin. “Sam does what?” I said.
“I guess I can’t say anything, can I…..” she said: “Did you ask Willie why he was fucking a cat?” She just shook her head and said: “Sure,…. like he’s going to talk and tell me all about it…..”
Willie was listening around the corner. He told Sam to take off running. Here came Sam like a rocket with Willie right on her ass. I said: “They seem normal to me dear, are you feeling ok?” Next thing I knew I was being hit with a pillow over and over. “I (hit) saw (hit) Willie (hit) FUCKING OUR CAT! (hit). I said: “Did Sam moan?” I got dirty looks, then she shook her finger at Willie and said: “Dogs don’t fuck cats, Willie!” Willie laid on his back. Sam came over, licked his dick a couple of times and walked casually by. My girlfriend curled up in my lap and said: “I don’t want to talk about it anymore.”
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That night the girlfriend decided to get drunk. Willie watch with anticipation. He knew when she got drunk, she liked Willie to fuck her. Sam just watched. The girlfriend lay on the couch with her legs across my lap, singing. “Where oh where can my Willwee dog be…la la…de de..la la.”
She raised up her nightgown and ask me to rub her pussy. I did and she said: “Willwee, look what ma ma’s got for you Willwee”. Sam just watched. Willie came a runn’in. He jumped on my lap and whispered: (“Excuse me, but could you scoot way over?”)
I smiled and moved over. Sam just watched. In went Willie’s nose and then his tongue, deep in her pussy. The girlfriend moaned and said: “There’s my Willwee, do ma ma and let’s have some fun.” Sam just watched. She opened her legs wide for Willie and pulled him up to fuck her. Sam just watched. Willie’s dick came out full and he started humping her trying to find her hole. She reached down and put his dick in her pussy. Her moaning began as Willie speed fucked her fast. Sam got up and slowly walked to the foot of the couch. The girlfriend moaned and pulled Willie deep in her pussy, as she fucked him back. Sam began a deep growl. Her tail at a low sweeping motion. She began to crouch, POW….she jumped up and bit the girlfriend on the nose. A flurry of paws with claws across her face. The girlfriend yelled and covered her face while pushing Sam off of her. Willie paid no attention as he speed fucked her and flooded her with his cum. Soon Willie’s knot held them together. The girlfriend grabbed Willie to keep him on her until his knot went down. Sam attacked her hand and bit her about 7 times in one nano second. I was laughing so hard I couldn’t help the girlfriend. Sam took off, Willie licked the girlfriends wounded hand and I almost peed my pants.
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There’s a sign in our front window that reads: CAT FOR SALE, put there by the girlfriend. It’s the 4th one as Willie keeps biting them down, and shredding them all over the living room floor.

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A Strangers Touch

© 2015 by Salacious Scribe. All rights reserved
This story contains cuckqueaning, voyeurism, masturbation, and clothed female nude male. If you don’t enjoy this kind of smut, please choose another story.
The part about the AC going out and the open door is true, the rest is pure fantasy from my perverted sex-starved brain.

Memories of a Deviant: Prologue and Ch. 1: Family Reunion_(1)

No matter where you go in the world, one thing that is almost universally considered to be a taboo is incest, and as you can see from the title of this new series even I, after all that’s happened, still consider it to be such. The only difference between myself and the rest of the world is that I no longer care if it is taboo or not.
What follows is the true story of how I entered into a deeply committed relationship with my cousin whom we will call Tiffany. Obviously that is not her real name and in order to protect our privacy and other, hopefully obvious reasons, all of the names, and locations that are mentioned will likewise be fabricated. What will be true are the events that took place.
If you are looking for a fast paced story or a gratuitous number of sex scenes then this series probably isn’t for you. The story is somewhat slow and there are relatively few sex scenes because the events that led to my current situation took place over the course of several years. If you find that disappointing then please accept my apologies and move on to find something else to read. For those of you who do decide to give this story a chance, you have my thanks and I hope that you enjoy it. comments and criticism are welcome and encouraged, but since this is my first attempt at writing please, if it is horrible, don’t just tell me that it’s horrible. Tell me why it’s horrible so I can fix the problem.
Also I would like to add that I will do my best to portray these event as accurately as possible with Tiffany helping to fill in some of the blanks, but please keep in mind that these events happened several years ago so some things, especially dialogue may not be completely true but just a close approximation of what I can remember. For that I will apologize in advance.
Now, on to the story…
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Before starting my tale, I should introduce myself. My name is Josh Abbot and currently I am forty years old, but at the time that the events in this story took place I was twenty two years old and in the navy, stationed in Norfolk, Virginia. At the time I was 5’11”, had red hair, had freckles scattered across the bridge of my nose and cheeks, and had pale, icy blue eyes. Also, by the grace of god and genetics I had a rather robust eight inch cock that was decently thick. Not exactly hung like a horse, I know, but big enough that most of the women I slept with didn’t go away disappointed.
I suppose the first incident worth recounting is when my family had a reunion in Corpus Christi, Texas for my grandparents fiftieth wedding anniversary. It was in the summer of 1995 and I took two weeks of leave from the navy, (which I joined as soon as I graduated high school in 1991) so that I could attend. I flew in to Louisiana a few days before the reunion and stayed with my grandparents for a couple of days before we all piled into the car and drove to Texas. We were the first ones to arrive at the resort we would be staying at, and it fell to us to make sure that the reservations for all of the people who would be arriving over the next couple of days were in place. With that task completed we went to a well-known barbecue restaurant for dinner and went to bed early.
Early the nest morning, we woke up and ate breakfast just in time to greet my aunt and uncle who had just arrived with my two cousins, Sarah and Tiffany, who were seventeen and fifteen respectively, at the time. After hugging my aunt and uncle, I went outside to help them carry in their luggage and that was when I saw Tiffany get out of the back seat. I’m sure I must have looked like a fool, staring, open-mouthed, like I was. I hadn’t seen Tiffany in about six years and she had done a lot of growing up in that time. The last time I saw her she had been all knees and elbows, and about as curvy as a two-by-four. Now she stood about 5’5″ tall, and had breasts that I guessed were a solid B cup and looked to be still growing. her hair came about midway down her back and was a brown so dark it almost appeared black unless she was standing in direct sunlight. Also, since she was wearing khaki shorts that were just long enough to avoid being indecent and a tight fitting yellow tank top, I could make out a subtle flaring of her hips. Though her build was still very petite, she had played volleyball and soccer for several years and I could see hard muscle underneath her soft skin. However, what drew my attention and held me captivated more than anything else was her face. She had inherited just enough of her father’s round face to soften the sharp angles that she got from her mother, and that ,combined with full lips and sparkling blue eyes that were just shy of being too large, gave her an almost angelic appearance. I could tell that her face would prove to be extremely expressive, revealing even the slightest twinge of emotion. I couldn’t help but smile as I thought to myself that she must be almost incapable of bluffing or hiding anything, and that only served to intensify the attraction that I was already starting to feel towards her.
I managed to snap out of my trance just as Tiffany’s face lit up in an ear-to-ear grin, confirming my speculations about how expressive her face would be, and she virtually sprinted over to me and wrapped me in a huge hug. Feeling her soft, warm breasts pressed up against my chest was sending little jolts of pleasure shooting throughout my body, so I had to break the hug and create some space before the delightful sensation of her young body pressed against me made things very awkward for both of us. As we stepped apart, however, I noticed that her smile had changed subtly. Now it was more of a smirk, both knowing and a little mischievous. It said that not only did she know the effect she was having on me, but that she thoroughly enjoyed knowing that she had that effect on me. It seemed that my innocent little cousin had grown up into quite the flirt.
I looked away to divert my attention, since looking at tiffany was threatening to make my jeans about two sizes too small, and saw my other cousin, (Tiffany’s older sister) Sarah, get out of their car. While her height and build were almost identical to Tiffany, that is about where the similarities ended. Tiffany’s hair was a dark brown but Sarah’s was a bright flaming red like mine. And even though almost everyone in our family had blue eyes Sarah’s eyes were a vivid forest green, and like me she had a dense mass of freckles covering her nose and cheeks. All of that combined with the quick, easy smile that was almost permanently plastered on her face and the angular features she inherited from her mother gave her an almost impish look, making her appear to be very mischievous and playful, although you would be hard pressed to find someone more reserved and shy than her. Sarah gave me a shy smile as she walked over to me, and in an effort to force her out of her shell I crushed her to me in a massive bear hug; picking her up and swinging her in a circle for good measure. It had the desired effect and she squealed rather loudly, causing all three of us to burst out laughing. By now we had managed to attract more than a few curious stares from other guests due to the commotion we were making, so we all grabbed as many bags as we could carry and fell into an easy banter as we carried them to the suite of rooms that they and their parents would be staying in.
As we headed up to their rooms I dropped back a few paces and pondered on the fact that although Sarah was every bit as gorgeous as her sister, in her own way, she didn’t have nearly the effect on me that Tiffany did. Whenever I so much as glanced at Tiffany it felt like an electric shock went through me, and I couldn’t help but imagine how good it would feel to have those full lips pressed against mine. By contrast, whenever I looked at Sarah, even though I could appreciate that she was a beautiful young woman, all I saw was my cousin. Nothing more and nothing less than that.
As we made it up to their family’s suite and deposited their bags, I managed to steer the conversation to the topic I was really interested in. Dating.
Casually I turned to Sarah and asked, “So, tell me, now that you’re all grown up are there any boyfriends who I should be threatening to kill?”
Her eyes grew wide but she laughed and responded, “No, I don’t have a boyfriend, but even if I did why would you threaten to kill him?”
“Because,” I answered jokingly, “I don’t have any little sisters and you girls don’t have any older brothers. Therefore I have decided to draft you two as my little sisters, and the Code of Honor for Big Brothers clearly states that it is the paramount responsibility of any big brother to threaten all of his little sister’s boyfriends with death should they behave in a way that the big brother deems to be unfitting.”
Tiffany, who had been listening to our conversation, let out a short peal of musical laughter that sent a wave of goosebumps rushing over me and asked, “Oh really? And where exactly in this code of honor does it say that?”
I looked at Tiffany and with the best poker face I could manage replied, “Section one, paragraph c, line four.”
Both girls looked at me, surprise evident on their faces, for several seconds before they both burst out laughing almost in unison.
“Good lord,” Sarah choked out between laughs, “for a second there you actually had me thinking that there really was a code of honor for big brothers written down somewhere, and I’ve just never heard of it!”
Unable to maintain my poker face any longer I began laughing along with the girls, and finally, after we had all managed to catch our breath, I turned to Tiffany and asked her, “What about you, Tiff? Any boys I should be putting the fear of God into?”
She flashed me that knowing smirk again, like she knew why I was really asking, (and for all I know she did. Like her I was almost incapable of hiding things.) and replied, “I’ve been on one or two dates, but I wouldn’t call them boyfriends. None of the boys at school are really my type.”
My heart-rate kicked up a notch, because I knew I would be treading dangerous waters with my next question, “Oh really? What exactly is your type?”
Her grin grew wider and took on a playfully wicked edge as she replied, “I kind of have a thing for red heads.”
As much as I wanted to see where that conversation would lead, I couldn’t forget that Sarah was standing right there beside her sister, and right about then the door to the room opened and in came my grand parents with my aunt and uncle right behind them. After greeting and visiting with my aunt Cynthia and uncle Thomas for a while I took my leave with a mumbled excuse about moving my bags to my new room (I had stayed in my grandparents room the previous night but my parents would be arriving the next day and from then I on I would be staying in a different suite with them).
As I grabbed my bags and began the task of transferring them to the new suite the buzz I got from being around Tiffany wore off and the guilt and shame of having sexual thoughts towards my cousin began to set in. What kind of sick freak was I? From the moment she got out of the car all I had been able to think about was what it would be like to have those long legs wrapped around my waist. I covered the last of the distance to my new room and shuffled inside, wanting nothing more than to crawl into a deep, dark hole and stay there until I starved to death. I threw my bags onto the floor and dropped into the bed, hoping that with a little quiet and some time to think I would be able to reconcile my thoughts and actions with what I believed to be right. I failed miserably in that attempt and the last coherent thought I had before dropping off into a dream laden sleep was: was it just my imagination or was Tiffany actually flirting back?
I awoke several hours later to the sound of the hotel room’s telephone ringing. When I answered it was my grandparents asking if I was going to meet them in the lobby so we could all go to dinner. Apparently I had slept through most of the day. After I hung up I grudgingly crawled out of the bed, (which was far more comfortable than any hotel bed had a right to be.) and got dressed. Finally I shuffled out into the hall and took an elevator down to the lobby where everyone else was waiting.
While we were at the restaurant I did everything in my power to avoid looking at and talking to Tiffany without making it obvious and/or offending her, but I was fighting a losing battle and eventually came to the decision that it didn’t matter what thoughts and feelings I had for her as long as I didn’t act on them. Besides, acting on my desires would most likely only result in a swift rejection, and, if she told the rest of the family, my prompt disownment.. After that being around her became much easier, because I let myself steal glances and fantasize to my heart’s content, but made sure that my body language, tone of voice, and every word that came out of my mouth conveyed only that I enjoyed goofing around with my cousin and nothing more.
Finally, after what seemed like an eternity but was in reality only an hour or two, everyone finished eating and we all headed back to the resort. Once there I quickly said my goodnights and hurried off to my room. All the fantasizing I had done at dinner had left me seriously aroused and it was high time I took care of that little problem. As soon as the door closed behind me I stripped naked, lay on the bed, and masturbated furiously to an intense, body shaking orgasm. No sooner had the last jet of semen landed on my chest than there was a knock on my door.
“Just a second!” I yelled. I hurriedly got out of bed and ran to the bathroom, where I grabbed a wash rag and cleaned myself off. After that I got dressed as quickly as I could and opened the door to find Tiffany and Sarah standing out in the hall wearing long shirts and flip flops, with beach towels around their shoulders.
“Hey Josh,” Sarah piped up, “We’re about to go swimming and we were wondering if you could come with us.”
“I don’t know, girls. It’s been a long day and I’m getting tired.” I lied.
Both of my cousins let a whiny tone creep into their voices and simultaneously said, “pleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeease!”
I couldn’t help but laugh and say, “Okay, okay. You win. Just let me get changed and I will meet you guys in the lobby.” Their eyes lit up and they readily agreed, rushing off down the hall towards the elevators. I closed the door with a resigned chuckle and began to change into my swim trunks. After that I threw on a white t-shirt and some flip flops, grabbed a towel out of the bathroom, and headed down to the lobby to meet up with them.
When we entered the room that contained the resort’s indoor pool, I was pleasantly surprised to find that the three of us were the only ones there. I turned to the girls and asked, “Are uncle Tom and aunt Cyn going to join us?”
“No, they were tired and decided to go to bed.” Sarah replied.
Having said that both girls dropped their towels and their room key on the nearest table and shimmied out of their shirts, letting me see their bathing suits for the first time. Sarah’s suit was very fitting with her personality. it was a modest one-piece, and a drab, olive green in color, which was very much in line with her shy and reserved nature. When I turned to look at Tiffany, however, I had to suck in a breath and consciously keep my mouth from hanging open. Just like Sarah’s bathing suit was very fitting of her personality, so, too, was Tiffany’s. She was wearing a bright, almost neon, pink bikini that matched her vibrant and out-going character, and the amount skin it showed left me temporarily unable to remember how to breathe and I was fighting very hard not to spring a massive erection right there in front of her. now that there wasn’t a shirt to cover her up I could see that she was amazingly fit, due to all the sports she played. her stomach was flat and tight with abs that, though they were clearly defined, were not so defined as to reduce her femininity.
In part to show off the fact that I was in pretty good shape myself, and partly to block my view of Tiffany and give me a chance to get my head on straight, I stripped off my own shirt and tossed it on the table with the rest of our stuff. When I turned back I found two sets of eyes glued to my abdomen.
“Geez, Josh. Have you been working out?” Tiffany asked in a voice that I could only describe as husky.
With a smile and a generous helping of false modesty, I replied, “Yeah, a little.” I had always been a wiry guy so even though my muscles weren’t bulging they were sharply defined and hard as rock.
“Wow, I’ll bet you have a ton of girls lining up to date you.” Sarah chipped in.
I couldn’t help but laugh and replied, “Less than you’d think.”
“Really?” Tiffany chirped in disbelief, “How many girlfriends have you had since you joined the navy?”
Figuring that honesty was the best policy I simply said, “None.”
“Aw. How come?”
“Because I’m shy and have all the social skills of a retarded hermit crab.” I said, and since this conversation was taking an uncomfortable turn, added on, “Are we going to stand around talking all night or are we going to go for a swim?”
Without waiting for a response I turned and dove into the pool headfirst, and I was quickly followed by Sarah and then Tiffany. For the next couple of hours we enjoyed ourselves and were splashing around and laughing almost non stop, and I relaxed enough that I was almost able to look at Tiffany and see only my goofy cousin, whom I loved. Almost. Then the inevitable happened and as I snuck up behind Tiffany and grabbed her around the waist to throw her, my hands slipped up her body because of the water and before I knew what was happening I was standing behind her with a soft yet firm breast grasped in each hand. I was instantly s hard as I have ever been in my life and quickly let go and jumped back, apologizing profusely in the process.
“Relax!” she laughed, “It was an honest accident so no harm done.”
We continued to laugh and joke around and I hoped fervently that she wouldn’t look down and see the raging hard-on I sported before it had a chance to fade. We stayed in the pool for about an hour after that and if she ever did look down and see that I was pitching a tent in my trunks for most of that time she never said anything, so I quit worrying about it and just had fun. When we all finally went back to our rooms for the night I masturbated again, imagining the feel of her perfect breasts in my hands before I finally dropped of to sleep.
The next day my own parents arrived at the resort, along with the rest of the families that would be joining us and visiting and catching up with everyone kept me so occupied that I had not time to spend with Tiffany, for which I was both grateful and a little disappointed.
Once everyone was settled in my grandpa revealed our schedule for the rest of the trip. It seemed that he filled every waking hour with all the fun activities that Corpus Christi had to offer leading up to the night of their anniversary. I opted to spend most of that time away from Tiffany, since I figured that the less time I spent with her the smaller the chance was for me to get myself in trouble. However, it was impossible to avoid her completely without making it obvious that I was doing so, and every night when we returned to the resort after the days activities, without fail, she and Sarah would show up at the door to my room and beg me to go swimming with them. I learned very quickly that while we were wrestling around in the pool I could touch her as much as I wanted and no one thought it out of the ordinary. it quickly became my favorite part of the day and over the course of our vacation I had a few more “slip-ups” that ended with me fondling her in ways no cousin should touch another, but since they were all supposedly accidents nobody was the wiser and no feelings got hurt.
Finally the big night of my grandparents’ anniversary arrived and they had reserved a banquet hall that the resort had available specifically for that purpose. It turned out to be a wonderful evening filled with music and laughter, and since family were the only ones present, no one thought it odd when Tiffany and I danced together. At the end of the night, after taking several photos of the entire family, we all wandered off to our beds.
The next morning my grandfather announced the activity he had planned for our final night at the resort, and that turned out to be a day long trip to six flags! Needless to say we were all very excited as we piled into our cars and headed for the massive amusement park. My memories of what I did there are a little fuzzy but I know I rode every roller coaster I could find even tried my hand at some of the carnival games I saw, but I’m fairly certain those games were rigged because even after several dollars and attempts I failed to win anything. As the day was winding to an end I was beginning to feel very good about the entire trip, despite my indiscretions towards Tiffany. Naturally that’s when fate decided to intervene against me.
Just as everyone was thinking that it was about time to head back to the hotel, Tiffany spoke up and said that she really wanted to ride the big ferris wheel that six flags had. When her parents broke down and said she could she told them that she didn’t want to go by herself. Sarah was tired and didn’t want to go with her, and ditto for the rest of the children that were there. Tiffany turned to me directly and asked me to come with her and naturally my parents agreed for me. Great. Just what I needed. Several minutes alone with the one person I was desperately trying to avoid.
In the face of her pleading gaze I reluctantly agreed and walked over to the ride with her and got in. The ferris wheel was a big one, and instead of having benches for you to sit on it had the completely enclosed cars that could seat up to four people. Once we got in and sat down, though, I noticed an almost immediate change come over Tiffany. It was almost as if, in the blink of an eye, she had traded personalities with her sister. Where before she had been very outspoken and full of life and youthful energy, now she was acting very shy and quiet. I could tell that she wanted to talk about something and was trying to work up the nerve.
Afraid of what she might have to say, I decided not to make it easy on her and sat there silently, looking out the window. The ride went on, and still she hadn’t said anything, and I began to think that I might be able to get out of this with no harm done. Then, for the second time that evening, fate conspired against me. We came around to the top of the ferris wheel and the ride paused to begin letting people out. as it started to move again there was a terrible, loud grinding noise and the ride shuddered to a stop. Tiffany screamed and began crying out of sheer fright and a few seconds later a voice came over a nearby loudspeaker, announcing that the ferris wheel had stripped a gear and to remain calm while they fixed the problem. Feeling sorry for Tiffany, who was still terrified, I moved over to her side of the car and pulled her close, whispering nonsense to her until she had calmed down.
As I slid away from her I could tell that she still wanted to talk about something, and since it didn’t seem like we would be going anywhere for a while, I finally decided to just get it over with.
“Are you okay, Tiff? You’ve been acting weird since we got on this ride.”
She looked at me for a few seconds before finally responding, “Yeah, I’m okay, but there’s something I wanted to talk to you about.”
Crap. I knew it. I decided that playing dumb was probably my best option so I said, “Oh? What would that be?”
Tiffany, looking directly into my eyes, said, “I’ve noticed what you’ve been doing, Josh.”
My heart rate kicked into overdrive and I’m pretty sure I began visibly sweating bullets. The jig was up. I was pretty sure that Tiffany now hated me and worse, if she told anyone I would probably be disowned by the rest of the family, but, stubbornly sticking to my defense of ignorance, I said, “I have no idea what you’re talking about.”
“Come on, Josh,” she said, rolling her eyes, “I’ve seen you sneaking glances at me when you thought I wasn’t looking, and all those times you copped a feel while we were wrestling. Did you honestly think I wouldn’t notice?”
There was no point in playing dumb any longer. She obviously had me pegged, so I switched to plan B. Begging for forgiveness.
“Well, I was kind of hoping you wouldn’t. God, Tiff, I’m so sorry. I don’t know what the hell is wrong with me. I’m just a sick freak I guess, and if you never want to speak to me again that’s fine. As soon as we get off the ferris wheel I will leave you alone and you’ll never hear from me again. I promise.”
Tiffany started laughing about half way through my bumbling apology, “Josh! It’s okay! I’m not mad!”
“You’re not?”
“No! I mean come on. If I had a problem with what you were doing I would have stopped you. Truth is, I enjoyed all the attention you were giving me.”
“Oh…well then…uh…” Brilliant master of the witty retort. That’s me.
Tiffany chuckled, obviously enjoying how flustered I was getting.
‘Honestly, Josh, when I got out of the car and saw how hot you’ve gotten I had to resist the urge to start making out with you right there.”
“Yeah, but Tiff, we’re cousins. This is wrong. We shouldn’t even be thinking about things like this.”
Her expression grew more somber and she looked down, saying, “I know, and believe me I’ve tried to stop thinking about you that way, but for some reason I just can’t.”
“I know. Me too. So what do we do about this?”
“Well. Tomorrow I will be going back to Arizona and you will be going back to Virginia and after that we can pretend like none of this ever happened, but for now I say we just roll with it.”
“What do you mean?” I asked, hesitantly.
“Well, there’s something I’ve been wanting to do.” she said, and with that she slid across the bench until we were almost touching, tentatively reached out and pulled my face towards hers, and kissed me right on the lips.
The kiss was slow and hesitant at first. She merely closed her mouth and pressed her lips to mine, but that one little peck set my nerves on fire, and though my mind was rebelling at the idea of kissing my innocent little cousin, my body went into autopilot, and my hands went to her waist. pulling her closer so I could kiss her more forcefully. She responded in kind by snaking her arms around my neck and opening her mouth, deepening the kiss. After a moment I felt her delicate little tongue seeking entrance into my mouth. I gladly let it in, meeting it with mine and began massaging her tongue. Tiffany let out a breathy moan and pulled me even tighter, pushing her breasts up against my chest. My cock had gotten hard the second her lips touched mine but now it grew so hard it was physically painful. I lowered one hand down to her thigh and began squeezing and my other hand slowly made its way upwards until I was cupping her soft breast. She made no move to stop me so I took that as an encouragement and began kneading and squeezing her breast and occasionally pinching her nipple, which had grown hard from arousal. She let out another soft moan and through my other hand I felt her begin squeezing her thighs together, obviously trying to resist the urge to touch herself.
Unable to resist the urge any longer I picked her up with both hands and set her down so that she was straddling my lap, the v of her crotch nestled perfectly on the ridge of my erection. I wrapped both my arms around her back and held her tight against me as she began rhythmically rocking her hips back and forth, grinding her clit on my cock through the barrier created by our pants. The feeling was driving me crazy, and I could tell it was doing the same for her because she increased her tempo and began letting out low moans with every exhale. I began bucking my hips with her, matching her rhythm, and was rewarded with the knowledge that she was getting close because she picked up the pace even more and her moans became more frequent and louder. When her orgasm finally washed over her she was practically screaming and the instant she came she sucked in a huge breath and I felt her entire body lock up against me and start trembling. After a few seconds she let out her held breath in a long low moan that sent me over the edge and into my own intense orgasm.
When they finally got the ferris wheel fixed so we could exit the ride we were still laying there, wrapped in each other’s arms, trying to catch our breath. Tiffany gave me one last quick kiss on the mouth and moved over to the opposite bench so no one would guess that we had done anything, and as we exited the ride I looked down to make sure my shirt was long enough to cover the large wet spot in my jeans. Luckily it was and we left six flags with our family, acting like nothing out of the ordinary had happened.
As I settled into bed for the night, as it had on many other occasions, the guilt and shame of what I had just done washed over me, and I did something that I hadn’t done in a long, long time. I cried myself to sleep.
The next morning the entire Abbot clan met up for one last breakfast as a family and then everyone began making their long drives home. Tiffany and I mutually avoided each other except for a quick, awkward hug goodbye, and before log she and her family were driving back to Arizona and I was in the car with my parents this time heading back to their home in Missouri for a few days before I had to catch a flight back to Virginia. Tiffany and I never told anyone about what we did in the ferris wheel, and though she sent me a few emails I deleted them without reading the contents because I was ashamed of what transpired.
It was almost six years before I saw her again…

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