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me and my step sisters day1

This is my first post. Comment and tell me how I did. Yes I have two sisters that are twins. Their names are not colleen and Toni. I have never done it with them but I always wanted too.

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My Perverted Family: 5. Dad’s Story

I have known since puberty that I was addicted to sex. I come from a very long line of sexually perverted individuals. My family is riddled with tales of incest and debauchery. My parents, my Aunts & Uncles, my nieces & nephews, my Cousins and most of my In-Laws have engaged in Incest and every other form of sexual deviancy. You name it, and someone in my family probably did it.

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Ghostly: The first

Hide and seek Champion
I always had the ability I guess. I just never really noticed it. When I was younger I would hide in the worst hiding spot ever, and I would never get found. When my parents were angry with me, one of my sisters or my brother, I would hide in my closet. They would look for me there, look right at me, and never see me. Once on the school playground in grade school I had been playing dodge ball, and none of the other kids could hit me. They swore I was popping around the field like a rabbit, here one minute and gone the next. Now I know, though because of my ability my schoolmates think I am a magician. I can become invisible. When I don’t want to be found, no one can see me. It has its perks certainly. But Im getting ahead of myself. Lets start at the magician thing.
So its a normal school day. A Thursday to be exact. The sun is out, there are some clouds out, and the grass is green. My school is built with white limestone blocks, two stories high and has six halls. Each hall is one long corridor with classrooms branching off and they are connected to the cafeteria by the main hall, which is just a big hallway that each corridor opens into. The gym is separate and the fields are as well. In English 2, I was giving a presentation, and everything is fine. Then, in a few seconds, everything goes to hell. See, the only thing I didnt say is that there is a group of kids (the hall monitors, though the principals don’t believe that) known as the masked marauders. They dress up in black robes and video, once a week, one victim being utterly humiliated in front of their class, which humiliates them around school. So im talking, thinking I might make it through the presentation when the marauders bust in. Long story short, they humiliated me thoroughly. I wont say what because then those classmates of mine who know me might actually recognize me, and then everything goes south. But heres the catch. Somehow, when its all over, they haven’t turned on the video camera. So right as the head guy is yelling at the camera guy to turn on the fucking camera, I disappear. Im gone, out the door and running. I head straight home. Then I get a phone call from my best friend Stacy.
“HOW THE HELL DID YOU DO THAT? The whole school heard how you disappeared! You never told me you could do MAGIC!” A word about Stacy. No her mom is not hot. Well, not hotter than Stacy. Stacy is five foot six, brunette and somewhat emo. Purple and black are her favorite colors; she wears long sleeve shirts in ninety-degree weather and she hates rainbows. She is, however, smokin hot. At least 32C breasts, slim figure and yet still curvy. The hourglass shape is truly hers, and her hips and ass sway back and forth like a dancing angel, though Stacy is still hotter than the angel. At some point we talked and became friends. Not im not emo. Im around six foot even, black hair and blue eyes. I don’t really have any belly fat, and im proud to say my dick is seven and a half inches long. Im stronger than average, though not a bodybuilder, im certainly faster than most though not track. I have a decent singing voice though im not in choir. Basically, im the jack-of-all-trades, the five card in the deck. No one really knows a lot about me, though they think they do now. Instantly I hang up the phone. I cant exactly talk to Stacy over the phone about this. So I do the dumb thing. I try and turn invisible again. When I finally found the secret I headed over to her house. Sounds like a bad idea right? Yeah, I thought so too at the time.
When I got there, Stacy answered the door, gasping at and instantly slapping me. Apparently she was mad.
“You hang up on me after all of this, and then you show up at my HOUSE? What the hell?” another note about Stacy. She is a bit hysterical about everything. Although she is the most honest, kindest, best secret keeping person alive that I know. I didn’t really mind the slap to be honest. “Listen Stacy, I couldn’t talk about it over the phone with my little sister there. She was sick today. I cant exactly talk out here either, so could we… you know?” often I had snuck up to her room, though for innocent things like consolation. We had both needed a good friend over the years. She frowned, looked in and hen nodded.
“Alright, don’t scream or anything.” I turned invisible, Stacys gasp making me wince. Then I stepped in, narrowly sliding by her in the doorframe and brushing against her full body. In tight blue jeans and a long sleeve t-shirt, Stacy was even hotter than normal. Brushing against her tits and crotch for more than a second gave me an instant erection. I swore at the time I saw a smile lightly lift the corners of her mouth. I made it into the house and she shut the door, heading straight into the kitchen. She spoke with her mom for a moment and then gestured for me to follow her upstairs, though the gesture was in a way only I could see. I followed her up, watching her ass sway back and forth and actually imagined for a moment reaching up and squeezing a cheek. Then I put my hand to my stinging cheek and thought better of it. Finally we made it to her room and shut the door, locking it behind us. Stacy lived pretty simple and her room was at emo at all. The polka dot bed sheets underneath a comical sun covered comforter. The pink and white painted desk and the hardwood dresser. She had her own bathroom attached, seeing as she was an only child. Her room had some secrets that I wont disclose here, but were extremely cool at the time. When she sat down on he bed I materialized. She chuckled to herself for a moment, probably at the fact that on command she had made a guy pop out of nowhere in her bedroom. I sat down on the bed, the impact of all of it hitting me like a freight train.
“So, how does it work?” Stacy could tell how phased I was, her gentle tone dripping kindness and curiosity. I knew she was just trying to be a good friend.
“I just think about hiding. I think… I don’t really understand. And no, I haven’t always known I could do it. It just kind of makes sense of all my memories.” I was seriously shell shocked, not really responsive or excited. Stacys voice faded out into the background. She waved her hand in front of my face. Nothing really did anything for me; I just sat there with a blank stare on my face. Then I felt her hands on my face, saw her looking into my eyes. I just wasnt there. Then she pulled my face to hers and planted her lips on mine. That certainly woke me up. I kissed her back, shifting so that the bend was easier. We kissed for several minutes, not really hard or tenderly, just lightly and uncertainly. Then we stopped and looked at each other.
“You werent… I just wanted you to talk to me…” Stacy started to defend herself as if I was being defensive. I silenced her with another kiss, this one more passionate. She didnt resist, accepting and kissing back. I pulled her closer, Stacy swinging her leg over my lap and sitting on me. She kissed me hard, pulling me close and pressing her chest and hips into my body as hard as she could. She moaned, her tongue probing into my mouth and her hands wrapping around my neck. Our passion increased in seconds, making us frantic with desire. We stripped each other in minutes, Stacy down to dark blue bra and panties. I stood, Stacy wrapping herself around me and moaning when she felt the bulge in my boxers press into her sex. I spun around and laid her on the bed, unhooking her lace bra and throwing it away from us. I didnt care about her breasts then, just about her. We continued our frantic kiss, stripping off my boxers and releasing my seven-inch dick from its confinement. When it pressed into Stacys pussy lips She gasped into our kiss and pulled me closer. I was truly in heaven. Then she pulled away from our kiss, her desire no less than it had been. She pulled her panties off, revealing her pussy lips to me. The forbidden fruit in front of me increased my desire for my extremely hot friend tenfold. I jumped on her and pulled her face to mine again, positioning my cock at her entrance. I pushed, not gently but cautiously, into her hot, tight cunt. She moaned into our kiss before falling away back onto the bed and gazing into my eyes like I was her prey. The desire, the hunger, it fed mine as I took her pussy for my own. Soon I was all the way inside of her, the tightness holding my cock inside of her like a goddamn bear bite. I pulled out and pushed back in, the knowledge that I was having sex with my best friend and, at the moment, the hottest girl in school. Stacy was kissing me again, breaking off every few minutes and just moaning and crying out quietly. The knowledge that her mom didn’t know I was here preset in both of our minds.
“Im gonna cum, Im gonna fucking cum all over you… oh fuck me Garrett, fuck meeeeeee…!” Stacy came with a serenade of moans and cries, bucking her hips even while impaled on my dick. Her body began to spasm and her cunt latched onto my cock even harder than she was already wrapped around it. The pressure from her orgasm made me grunt and spray my cum inside of her cunt, neither of us caring at the moment. The thought of birth control was totally forgotten by the two of us at the moment, the thought of anything other than sex totally beyond us. When we finished cumming, I slowly began to fuck her again, her cunt squelching every few thrusts. The combination of my cum and hers made her pussy so wet I was pounding in and out of her at speeds lightning would have been jealous of. She began to whimper, her clit being caught every time I slammed into her. Stacy grabbed her own tits and started to massage them, her nipples little peaks in the middle of well-tanned flesh. I grabbed her by the hips and began to slam into her even harder. Finally she cried out again, another orgasm bursting out of her womb and spraying my waist and thighs with her pussy juices. I didn’t cum at the same time but I came a few minutes later, pushed over the edge when Stacy grabbed my head and began to kiss me again, all while her other hand was still squeezing and tugging on her nipple. I moaned, cumming for the second time and ramming all the way into her so that my seed could make the trip. At that point I wanted to get her pregnant. It meant we would be together forever, and that was what I wanted. I was an invisible boy. I wanted someone who could see me. After wards the two of us cleaned up in her shower, which ended with me cumming in her cunt once more before we both dressed and I was forced to leave.
“ Hey Garrett!” Stacys call brought me back to her window, the grin on her face making me smile just as broadly at her. “Don’t worry. I understand if you screw other women… but I… well im not on birth control so im probably…” Stacy was happy, but she couldn’t get the words out. I climbed back up to her window, invisibly, and kissed her again.
“I had kind of hoped you weren’t. This way well have to be together forever. I don’t want anyone else, I just want you… Stacy Monroe I love you. Always have.” I said it with honesty and truth in my voice, so that she knew I really was sincere. She smiled even bigger, the aroma of cherry scented body wash washing over me.
“ I know that now. But I know youll want to use your power, and maybe youll get into a situation where sex is a choice… I just don’t want you to think that im the only girl youll ever fuck. I don’t want anyone else, but if you want, say, Marissa or Jacelyn, or even Cheyenne… you could, I wouldn’t be mad. I love you that much. Just make sure I get more of you then they do, ok?” Stacy looked at me like I was a criminal. I am the luckiest bastard who ever lived.
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Cynthia 2

Cynthia arrives at her sister’s house for a relaxing vacation and an early Christmas treat from Rhoda

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Payback- Part three

Scott stared down the street. It was dark, and the rain meant it was difficult to see properly. He pulled his jacket close around his body and wrapped his arms around himself. He couldn’t see Isaac anywhere, so he started walking towards the beach, he didn’t know him very well, but he knew that Isaac would go the bridge if he needed to think. Scott pulled his hood tight around his face, the rain had already soaked every inch of him, it had soaked through his jacket and shirt. The smooth fabric of the shirt clung to his chest; he liked the feel of wet fabric brushing against his skin, his nipples becoming sensitive. Scott didn’t like his body, he found it quite unattractive and though he paraded himself as a confident person, he was quite shy and self-conscious about his looks. He had been treated badly in the past; the reason for the breakdown of his last relationship was rape. Plain and simple, Scott felt tears pricking his eyes; he remembered the night quite well.
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Danny was high. Scott hadn’t realised he’d been snorting coke most of the day when he went round, but as soon as he walked through the door, it was clear what Danny had in mind for the evening. He pulled his boxers down and stroked his growing member. He called Scott’s name, walking back into the room, Scott shook his head “you’re high Dan, I’ve never had sex with you before, it’s not something I wanna do while you’re fucked” “Nah Scotty, you’re gonna be fucked” he said with cold eyes. Scott stared into his face, he whimpered as Danny stood up. Scott started walking backwards, Danny growled at him, “fucking stand still now bitch!!” Scott stopped, he was still whimpering, he stared at his feet as Danny stuck his tongue in his ear. He shuddered, as scared as he was, he felt that familiar twitch in his groin.
He shut his eyes as Danny ripped his shirt open, he carried on whimpering and felt a crack across his face, he shrieked in pain and tried to step backwards, but Danny had a firm hold of his arm and slapped him again. Tears began rolling down Scott’s cheek, he loved Danny, he’d always been gentle and took his time with him. Scott had only just turned 18, he was inexperienced. He’d given a few blowjobs, but never had sex. He’d blushed on his second date with Danny when he had to tell him he was a virgin, but Danny had took it all in his stride and told Scott they’d take it at the pace he wanted too. They’d been together a month and a half and Scott was still nervous, he could tell Danny was becoming inpatient.
Scott snapped back to reality as Danny put his hands on his shoulders and forced him to his knees. Scott relaxed, as much as the situation was scaring him, he could deal with a blow job. Danny pumped his dick a few times, then grabbed Scott’s hair and pulled him forwards. Scott grimaced in pain, he tried to push Danny off but he just tightened his grip and forced him forwards. Scott opened his mouth and took it into his mouth, he swirled his tongue around the head of Danny’s dick, he pressed his tongue into the slit and Danny groaned. He held his hair tighter and forced him to take more into his mouth, Scott gagged, although Danny was only 6 inches, he was thick and Scott was struggling to breath. His mouth was stretched wide, and saliva dribbled from the sides of his mouth and down his chin. Danny began to fuck his throat, Scott struggled to breathe as the head touched the back of his throat, as Danny pushed harder the head of his dick passed Scott’s gag reflex and went down his throat. Scott had never deep-throated before and tears streamed down his face as he struggled to breath, he clawed his hands down Danny’s thighs trying to get him to pull out. He was groaning and thrusting into Scott’s mouth, he looked down and the fear in Scott’s eyes made him want to cum there and then. Just as Scott began to see stars, Danny pulled out, he shoved Scott backwards. Scott landed awkwardly on his wrist, a crunching noise easily heard, but Scott was too busy coughing and choking to care about the pain. Danny laughed and sat down, “come ‘ere” Scott crouched lower and stayed where he was “HERE. NOW!” he dragged himself up and shuffled over to the bed. Danny patted the bed beside him and Scott pulled himself up. He grinned at him, Scott felt tears springing to his eyes again, “On your back ay” Scott whimpered, “Please Danny, I don’t wanna do this while your drunk! Tomorrow I promise!” Danny got bored of hearing his pleas and shoved him on his back. Scott led their silently as he lifted his legs up and propped them on his shoulders. “Now this’ll only hurt a lot yeah?”
“Danny please!!”
“Shut the fuck up”
“ok”
Danny grabbed a pillow from behind Scott, and shoved it in Scott’s face “bite on that, don’t want you screaming the fucking place down” Scott covered his face with the pillow, “Nooo” Danny moaned “I said bite it, I wanna see your face!” Scott let out a sob but complied; he pulled the pillow down onto his chest and bit the side. Danny spat on his hand a few times and rubbed it over the head of his dick; he spat in his hand again and rubbed it over Scott’s hole. As the rough hand and spit scrapped across his arsehole, Scott began to cry uncontrollably, he loved Danny, but this wasn’t Danny doing this. He’d got violent a few times after taking drugs, but never this aggressive.
Danny grunted as he lined the head of his dick up with Scott’s arsehole. Scott whimpered, then bit down hard on the pillow, this wasn’t how he’d planned to lose his virginity.
Scott screamed as Danny pushed all the way into his arse, his balls slapped audibly against Scott’s cheeks, he sobbed and screamed as Danny began moving inside him. “Fuck your tight” he moaned “Can’t believe I waited this long, I got nearly two months of no sex under my belt Scotty, hope you’re ready for this” He pulled all the way out until just the head was inside him, then pushed straight back in, he carried on, picking up the pace until the room was filled with the sound of skin slapping against skin and Scott’s sobbing that had almost become a whimper. He tried fidgeting on the bed but Danny pinned his arms down, it felt like his insides were being pulled out, and he was being split in half. He hugged the pillow into his chest and sobbed into it, “Can’t. See. Your. Face” Danny grunted on each thrust, Scott hesitated for a second, and then pulled it down slightly, not wanting to piss Danny off anymore. “Better” he started thrusting harder, and faster. Scott began to feel light headed, but suddenly felt relieved as Danny pulled out. He grabbed Scott’s waist and turned him over, pushing his head into the mattress and lifting up his hips, Scott whimpered as he realised it wasn’t over, Danny pushed the head of his dick back against Scott’s hole, he pushed until the head was just inside, then thrust hard and bottomed out in Scott’s arse. Scott whimpered and grasped his pillow closer to him, Danny started thrusting harder again. He picked up the pace but Scott no longer tried struggling, he closed his eyes and lay still, waiting for the ordeal to end.
Danny started grunting louder and louder, he reached his hand round and grabbed Scott’s dick, “you not enjoying this Scotty?” he pulled Scott’s flaccid dick hard, he whimpered and bit harder on the pillow, willing it to be over. Danny moaned loudly, “Fuck Scotty, I’m gunna cum” he pushed deep inside and moaned even louder as he exploded into Scott’s arse. Scott could feel it pouring into his bowel; he shuffled uncomfortably as the hot cum fired into his insides, covering every crevice. Danny shot four more spurts inside his arse, and then pulled out with an audible pop. He picked up Scott’s shirt off the floor and wiped his dick clean, then wiped the sweat off his back. He got off the bed and headed for the shower, then turned round and looked at Scott. He lay on the bed exhausted; his hole gaping as cum dripped out of him and onto the bed sheets, there was blood on his cheeks from the assault. His back and thighs glistened with sweat and the pillow was covered with tears.
Danny rummaged along the cabinet opposite the bed and found what he wanted, he turned round and called Scott. “Yeah?” Scott replied lifting his head and looking behind him, “Say cheese” Danny said with a grin as he snapped a picture on his mobile. “Your dad knows your gay right?” Scotts face paled and he launched into another round of sobs, burying his face in the pillow. Danny grinned even more, “Scott, I’ll make you a deal, you don’t tell anyone about tonight and no one will see that picture, deal?”
“Yeah, deal”
“Well say thank you!”
“Thank you Danny”
“Good lad, now get dressed and get out”
“Can I not have a shower?” Scott pleaded, fresh tears springing to his eyes. Danny laughed “No, done with you now, I got a thing for virgins, but you’re not one any more, sooooo yeah. Dressed and out. If your still here when I get out the shower, everyone will see that piccy, got it?” Scott nodded, but refused to make eye contact with him. Danny stared at him for a few seconds, then turned and slammed into the bathroom.
Scott grabbed his clothes and put them on, trying to ignore the cum and blood slowly leaking down his legs, it hurt to stand and it took a few seconds to master walking normally. As he grabbed his keys and phone he went to walk out the room, then turned back and grabbed the pillow, hugging it to his chest as he walked out the flat and towards his car.
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Scott arrived at the bridge; he looked towards the hidden alcove and could see someone sat hunched over. He stood there for a few seconds trying to work out who it was, he saw the person glance in his direction. Scott pulled a face, it was still too dark to tell, and the rain wasn’t making things any easier. Scott watched for a few more seconds, and saw the guy light a cigarette. The few seconds that the lighter flashed, Scott saw a scab on his lip and that familiar facial hair. He took a deep breath and walked over to where Isaac was sitting.
Scott walked into the alcove and sat on the bench next to Isaac; he pulled his hood down and ran a hand through his hair, shaking off the excess water. Scott glanced to the side and caught Isaac watching him, he turned fully and half smiled at him. Isaac glared at him “Did I say you could fucking look at me?” Scott stared straight back to his feet. Isaac curse under his breath, that wasn’t how he’d planned to react but Scott’s face had just pissed him off. He flicked his cigarette out of the alcove and pulled another out of the packet, placing it too his lips, he shook the lighter, and made a mental note to buy another soon. Lighting the cigarette he inhaled and sat back, looking at Scott he exhaled and put his hand into his pocket. Pulling the packet out from his coat he flipped the lid and lent over to Scott “Cig?” Scott looked at him and went to shake his head, he didn’t smoke, but then changed his mind, this was a breakthrough. He smiled and took one, placing it to his lips as Isaac had. Isaac tossed him the lighter and chuckled to himself as he watched Scott try and work out how to use it. He leant over and placed his hand over Scott’s, he sparked the lighter and told Scott to inhale whilst he held the cigarette in the flame. Isaac laughed again as Scott’s eyes watered and he coughed up the smoke. After a few seconds, Scott took another drag, he sort of liked it, and he guessed it earned a few points with Isaac, even if he had made a total twat of himself at first.
Isaac laughed again as Scott tried to flick the butt like he had, and ended up burning himself. Scott sucked his finger into his mouth as Isaac watched.
“That fucking hurt”
“Yeah, burning yourself tends to do that”
“Better not get a blister or something”
“You won’t, lemme see?”
Scott held his hand up to Isaac; he grabbed it and inspected the finger a little closer. Scott’s breathing changed at his touch, Isaac chuckled again and let go. “So, why’d you follow me?” Scott stared at him, “I’m not sure, I guess I felt bad, you’re getting all this shit cos I did something stupid” “yeah I am” Isaac retorted “ but I’ll get over it” he said as he shuffled a bit closer to Scott.
Scott’s breathing changed again, Isaac lent closer to him and pressed his lips against his. Scott’s entire body melted as Isaac ran his hand through his hair. He placed his hand on Scott’s neck and slowly ran his hand down towards his chest; he unfastened the first button on his shirt as Scott began to moan. Scott went to put his hand on Isaac’s leg and Isaac shoved his hand back “didn’t say you could touch me” he said as his lips were still pressed against Scotts, the words vibrating against his lips. Scott accepted this and let Isaac carry on, he shuddered as he ran a finger across his nipple, then grabbed it and twisted sharply. Scott whimpered and Isaac chuckled as he continued to kiss him. He stopped, moving down to Scott’s jaw and nibbling down, then kissing his neck as he continued twisting and pulling on his nipple.
Suddenly he stopped, Scott whined in horror; he’d never felt so much pleasure from one kiss. Isaac’s eyes were dark again “fasten your shirt” his voice was gruff, he had no idea what his voice could do to Scott, even when he was mad. Scott quickly fastened his shirt up again and looked at Isaac, Isaac flashed a grin and chuckled, “you look devastated” Scott pouted “I am, that was pretty hot, why stop when I’m getting into it?”
Isaac chuckled again. It was beginning to annoy Scott. “Come on” Isaac said as he got to his feet and pulled his hood up, Scott felt a flutter in his chest and his butterflies came back “Where we going?” Isaac flashed him that sexy grin, “my place? If you wanna that is? We can see what else you can get into” Scott went red and stared at the floor, Isaac started walking, letting Scott decide.
A block or so away from the bridge, Isaac heard running behind him, “hey Iss, wait up!” Isaac didn’t stop, but he slowed down, he even let the irritating nickname slide. Scott caught up and they walked quickly side by side. Isaac grinned; Scott glanced sideways at him, “What you so happy about?” “Nothing” Isaac replied with, “Just guess things are working out” Scott smiled and walked a little closer to him. Isaac smiled again. Things were working out, Scott thought he liked him, and that’s just what he wanted.
Tonight was about to get a whole lot better.

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