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My first real exhibition

My wife is the oldest of 2 daughters. She is in her early 50’s, her sister is in her late 40’s and their mother is in her early 70’s. My wife’s sister has 2 children, an 18 year old daughter, and a son. This story is about us getting a lot closer to the women in the family.

Fantasy

The Prophecy Ch. 1

When a young man, Luke, finds out he is a sorcerer his world is turned upside down with magic, violence, and sex.

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(Sex Therapist Confidential Story)

(Sex Therapist Confidential Story)
Ron……
__I hooked up with new girlfriend Ava. She was a professional licensed sex therapist. As time went by she told me how these women just need to get things off their mind and then she can get to any problems after that. I said: “I bet you have a lot of stories you could tell“. She said she couldn’t tell any of them because of legal confidentiality rules, like a priest will never reveal anything said in a confessional. No law can force him to.
I like to write porn stories, and it hounded me that all these stories were out there and couldn’t be told.
I came up with a idea. I said to Ava: How about I put a security camera in your office….just in case some bad person came in to harm or rob you?” She smiled at me and said: “Don’t tell me anymore, just install it. You handle the security in my office and the video recordings are your responsibility. Your hired“.
She already knew I owned a security camera business. The latest new cameras are undetectable to the human eye. They record video and sound. She also knew that I wrote porn stories and never used real names or places. That evening I had it all set up in an hour. Everything was remotely sent to my computer at home.
The next day I checked it and everything worked proper. After the first week, I was zipping thru the women talking when I saw something. A stunningly beautiful woman.
I had seen her before…..oh yes… I had installed a security system in her home recently. Her name was Julie. She began to talk quietly to Ava about a problem she had for a long time. She reminded Ava how it all started and how her urge never went away. She just tried to control it. Ava told her she was doing fine, but just to keep away from young teen guys and that would make it easier for her to handle it.
I wondered what her pushing urge was and had to do with young teen guys. She said a young boy had moved in next door now, and he was so sexy.
Ava advised her to ignore him and go on with her life. She said It was so hard to do that. He had come over and ask if he could do anything to earn some money. She said she tried not to invite him in but the words just came out. Now she was alone with him and she put her arm around him and started getting friendly.
“I could tell he liked me right away. I had on my robe and I watched his eyes look at my cleavage, many times. As you know, I get hot when young boys do that. I tried to find a reason to send him away, but he put his arm around my waist and said he thought I was very pretty.
I was a goner at that point. The words just came out of my mouth: “…a…Danny…a… you could earn some money but It must be kept…a….top secret always. Can you do that?” He smiled and said quietly “Sure”. My hand around him began to move up and down his back by itself it seemed. He started moving his hand up and down my waist. I was panting and leaned down and whispered: (“…I have a bad back….would you rub it for me maybe? I’ll pay you real good.”)
He turned to face me staring right at my cleavage. He was going to rub my back right while we stood there. He stepped in close to me and I felt his breath on my cleavage as he put both his hands around me and started to rub my back. My urge fighting was not there. I just plain wanted him so bad. He was getting turned on too as his breathing gave it away. My hands automatically pulled him tight to me.
When I felt a lump on the inside of my leg, I moaned quietly. I tried not to, but that feeling of his erection took away all my resistance. He was now rubbing my lower back just above my ass.
My shaky voice whispered and told him how good he was at massaging my back. Again the words just came out as I said in his ear: (“…I…think we …we better go in here incase anyone sees us.”) It was my favorite place to take a young man for my problem desire. I didn’t seem to care about anything else but to feel him and I together, in my dark closet with our bare skin touching. He was so sexy as I held his hand and led him into my secret hallway closet.
The front was just coats, but there was another door at the side. I led us back into it and closed that door and locked it. At last I had him in my special place. I turned on a tiny light. I had him put his arms around my waist. I took off his T-shirt and dropped my robe on the floor. I was naked now. I leaned over and pulled his shorts down and off. I pulled him in so he was touching my naked stomach. I whispered: (“…just feel my skin…feel anywhere you want to….it’s ok.”) He whispered: (“Anywhere?”) I said: (“Yes”.)
His hands went right for my tits. I loved the feeling of a young guy feeling an adult woman’s tits for the first time. There is no other feeling like it. They feel all around carefully and then the nipples. They feel them and twist them slightly. Next, they always have to suck on them. I pulled his warm face in tight and let him suck away, playing with my nipples with his tongue. I get chills on top of chills when they do that.
While he was doing that I was rubbing his naked back and feeling his smooth butt. I felt his erection grow on the inside of my leg. I felt that special wetness I get when this happens. His hand began to drift downward, feeling my stomach. He whispered: (“…you have warm skin. I like to feel it.”)
I told him he did to and to keep going. It was almost like he was sneaking his hand down to touch my pubic hair. I let him feel it all he wanted. He was very excited and breathing fast.
He stopped. He turned his head as if he heard something. He looked at me with a scared look and said: (“My dad’s home!”)
He quick put his shorts on and his shirt, he went out the door in a flash. He stopped. He said: (“..can I come back tomorrow?..”) I said: (“Yes”).
I put my robe on and went out and sat on my couch. I leaned my head back and tried to think of the advice you’ve given me but I was to hyper to think correctly.”
Ava……“Did you go masturbate then?”
“I tried not to but I had this throbbing in my vagina that I had to rub to stop it from throbbing, you’re a woman, you know what I mean, right?”
Ava…“Yes Julie, I know what you mean. How did you do the next day when he returned?”
“I thought about all the thing you’ve told me and I was all ready to send him away when he rang the door bell. There he stood smiling so cute at me. I just had to let him in. He had no shirt or shoes on. As soon as the door closed his arms were around me. I was a goner. He whispered: (“…can we go in that closet again?”)
Ava….
“At that point, what could put you back in control again?”
Julie…..
“I don’t know. I’ll have to try some things, I just wanted him so bad this time, my vagina was twitching inside. He led me into the closet all excited and there we were again. He took my robe off my shoulders and let it drop to the floor. He held me tight and went right to sucking on my tits. My arms went around him and I felt that warm body of his and I got that warm glow inside me.
His one hand went for my pubic hair to feel it. I parted my legs and let him play with my vagina. His finger went inside me and felt the wetness. He dropped to his knees and began to kiss my vagina. My poor legs were trembling as his little tongue licked my clit. This was my ultimate. I held his head and started moving my hips to work up a orgasm I knew was coming.
He held my legs and licked me so heavenly. I felt my orgasm coming and held his head tight. I squirmed and that glorious feeling shot thru my vagina. I almost lost my balance. That is what I craved so much. It’s hard to explain as I orgasmed several times.
He stood up and kissed my tits and then my neck. I felt his hardon on my leg. I wanted him to feel the pleasure I was feeling too. I dropped to my knees and felt his hardon. He now held my head and I just had to suck his cock.”
Ava…..
“What could you have done to stop yourself at this point, think about it, think back about how you could have stopped all this.”
Julie……
“You don’t understand. The excitement had taken me over. He was fucking my mouth and I was in a trance of enjoyment…more thrilling that anything in my life. I squeezed his butt cheeks and moaned. You see I wanted to feel his cum shoot in my mouth. I craved it and I was going to get it. He played with my hair and I heard him groan. I held his balls to feel the action. He held my head tight and his cum started shooting in. How can I describe it. Warm cum in my mouth made me orgasm in my vagina.
It’s the only thing that gives me that ultimate high I have to have. My hands felt his legs as he shot the last shots of cum in my mouth. His breathing and mine were awesome together. I held his hardon in my mouth as I swallowed every last drop. He jolted as I lick the end of his hardon. He panted for air and then he said: “I love you Julie, you make me feel so good.” I orgasmed again when he said that.
I’ll just have to find a way to keep young guys away from me to stop it.”
Ava……
“So to pinpoint this, your ultimate thrill is to have a young guy lick your vagina, and then you have oral sex with him. Correct?”
Julie said: “Oh Yes.”
“You have the right attitude Julie, I’m proud of your trying to control this. I’ll see you in two weeks. I have some pills that will help you.”
I stopped the playback and smiled. I thought…..who would ever guess this woman had this going on in her house. I went to work and decided not to discuss this with Ava about what I’d seen. She let me know she really didn’t want to know about anything I’d seen, but I could tell she was very curious.
This Julie was on my mind all day. She was so good looking and now so hot in the sex department. Then an idea hit me.
I should call and say there is a problem with her security system, and I need to come out and fix it. While I was there I could fix an undetectable camera in her secret closet and send the feed to my home computer.
———-
“Hi, I’m here to fix the security system.” She was so hot looking and in her usual robe. I fiddled with the main control and then told her I need to go up in the attic. I measured first to find the secret closet. I installed the pin hole camera and wired it in. It was hot up there and when I came down I took off my shirt and finished up. Here she came with a towel for me, and started right in rubbing me with it. She ask if I was thirsty. I said yes. She told me to wait in the hallway. She came back with some kind of mixed drink.
I gulped it down as she began to rub the towel on me again. I leaned forward on the wall and let her keep that up. That drink was strong and I hit me real good. I said: “Miss. …” She interrupted me and said: “Julie, just Julie.”
“You don’t know how good that feels on my sore back, ’Julie’,”. I felt her getting real close to my back. I could hear her heavy breathing and felt her breath on my neck. She said softly “ I have a sore back too, maybe we could …a…do…a mutual back massage on each other?”
The towel dropped to the floor as her bare hands took over rubbing on my back. She quietly moaned with pleasure. I slowly turned around and put my arms around her and started massaging her back. She already had her eyes closed and we got closer and closer together. She must have just put on an intoxicating perfume. It smelled so sexy and I was getting a hardon fast. She was panting and looked around. She said: “I think we better go in here in case some one walking by sees us.
There it was….her closet. She slowly walked us to it and opened the door. She moved us in and closed the door. Now her hands weren’t massaging my back, but feeling it very sexy like. I returned the favor and she pulled her pussy gently to me. She was out of breath as she reached for the hidden door knob. She whispered in my ear: (“…this is more private in here.”) In we went as she closed that door. She immediately dropped her robe. Even with the tiny light, I could see she was built nice. She moaned in my ear and her hand started down my short pants. She squeezed my hardon tight and gave out a big sigh. She worked my pants down and helped me take them off. She had me get on my knees and I knew what was next.
She pulled my mouth right into her wet pubic hair. Her weakness was to have a young guy lick her pussy. I was a little older but that didn’t seem to stop her at all. She was a tall woman, and I was shorter than her. She began to face fuck me real good and firm. I felt her body as she liked that and moaned as my hands felt her tits, ass and long legs. She fucked my tongue like it was a dick. Moaning and getting very hyper. She began to fast hump me as I sucked her clit hard. She said: “oh god….oh god“…and started to shake. She twitched and moaned as I guess she was having a climax on my tongue. Her pussy was gushing with juice as she leaned down and started kissing the top of my head. Her hands were trembling as he gasp for breath. She pulled me up and got on her knees. She quickly put my cock in her mouth…all the way in. I felt her wonderful tits as I was going to cum a big one. She began moans of pleasure as she jacked me and waited for ….
oh damn…I bucked as she dug her fingers into my butt cheeks. I shot big multi loads filling in her mouth. She whimpered, squirmed and swallowed as I kept pumping more in her. She sounded so satisfied as her moans told me. I ran my fingers thru her beautiful long hair as she gave out sexy pleasure moans, over and over again. This is what she craved so bad. It was the most intense hot blow job I’d ever had.
I got home and checked the camera I had set up in her secret closet. I backed the feed up in the chip. There is all was…. recorded. I could now relive that event forever.
I found a note in my pants pocket. It said: “Please check my security system any time you want.” – ’Julie’
Ava…..
Rules or no rules, I found myself wanting to know what Ron was up to. All he seemed to talked about was this Julie. My personal life was my own and I began to pry into Ron’s now sexual interest in Julie. With him naked in bed with me I found him eager to talk.
He told me everything.
Now I had to see that closet tape. The separation between my profession and my personal life was running together, and I found myself getting aroused by Ron’s venture. You hear women talk about many things they do, but this would be the first time to actually see it. To watch a young guy lick a woman and she having oral sex with him was to good to pass up. As a woman I had to deal with getting all aroused wanting to see my boyfriend having oral sex with her. He was so good at it on me, I wanted to see her reaction to that talented tongue of his.
I cozied up to Ron and said very sexy: “Ron…I want to see that closet recording. It’s kind of making me horny thinking about it.” How could he turn that down. Something that made his girlfriend horny? He headed for his laptop.
We snuggle together and watched the recording.
Her moans got to me. I had felt Ron’s tongue in me and I knew what she was feeling. We left the recording repeat itself as we had the most intense sex that night we’d ever had.
I ask him if he was going back? He was silent.
I said: “Oh Ron,….please do, these recordings are providing us with a great sex turn on. Did you know she has never had sex with an adult male before?, she just gets off on having oral sex with young guys. I would love to see her have full sex with a guy like you. That may snap her out of her obsession and go for regular adult guys“. Ron smiled. I had just given him my ’ok’ to go and have sex with Julie with the intent of helping her with her problem. I got on top of his naked body, I put my hands around his throat and said: “…You better not enjoy it!”…. we both smiled as I slipped his erection in my pussy. It was one glorious night continuing.
Ron…..
I called Julie to set a time to ’check out’ her security system. She let me in and we wasted no time. Our arms clamped around us and our tongues went wild. I had on coveralls and she had on a bright red robe. She pulled me in the closet fast as she was very hyper. We were naked in minutes as we never stopped kissing and feeling our bodies. I went down to lick her pussy to start.
She was already moaning and humping my face with her wet pussy. I felt her sweet tits as she felt my body. I stood up as she went down to suck on my hardon. I pushed her on her back and kissed her long legs. I slowly crawled on top of her. She tried to talk but was panting to much. I eased my hardon head in her some. Up came her legs and wide open. She managed to whisper: (“….I have dreamed…. about you….. being the first guy to have sex with….oh Ron…. I’m so excited …my heart might explode…I’ve wanted this with you so bad…”)
My hardon slipped right in but very tight. She liked it rough and pulled on my butt cheeks and her legs wrapped around me like a vise. She was finally getting with the right guy she was looking for.
Ava had told me she was waiting for just the ’right’ guy to have sex with but had to hang on to her young guy oral sex obsession. Now she could have both. What a wild fuck she was. She was noisy and let go with all she had. She locked me up tight in her grip and fucked hard. She kept saying: “Cum in me….cum in me now…oh yessss do it!” Her pussy squeezed my hardon so tight I had to cum.
It was like a bomb went off in both of us. She pulled my hair hard and shook. She bit her lips and then mine. I was in her world and loving it. I was her first climax and she didn’t want it to ever end. She kept fucking, shaking, squirming and lightly biting me.
She was the wildest girl I had ever fucked.
—–
“Hi, my name is Julie, I will be your camp counselor for any problems you boys may have. This is Ron, he is head of surveillance security. We’d just like to welcome you to…
“Camp Pussy Willow.”

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COMMON BETWEEN BLONDE AND SPAGHETTI

What do blondes and spaghetti have in commen?
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After School Special

The school started an After School Special but it turned into a Sexual After School Special for my sister and her five friends.

Science-Fiction

Aquarius, bitch gets her day. 1

The year is 2052, the future is not how most would have imagined it, say in 2016. Much has changed, technology not so much, in a way it has gone a bit backwards. Blame the new bosses, the new leaders of the world.

Fiction

New rules 4

After a month away, during which I have learnt to enjoy our new rules, my husband is due home.

Diary

YOURS SISTERLY

IT WAS a normal sunday afternoon. My parents were in their post-lunch nap, and I was doing my home work for the next day. I was studying 9th standard, running 14 years of age. I was to finish a drawing in my physics note book, and as usual, my drawing pencil was missing. Cursing, I searched my school bag, and then my book shelf but there was no pencil anywhere. Finally, I decided to search my brother’s bookshelf (he would kill me, if I ever touched his area). But necessity made me do that, and in my haste, some of his books fell down. Cursing again, I took them from the floor, and was rearranging them in the shelf, when I saw a neatly folded paper lying on the floor. I thought that it must have fallen from his book. I was about to replace it in any one of his books, when something in it caught my eyes.
Actually, the paper contained 4 pages, teared off from the middle of a book. The quality of the paper was superb and printing was excellent. A white coloured girl, not more than 15 years old, was lying on a bed, purely naked, her legs outstretched displaying her lolly pop in full view. She had her eyes closed, as if in bliss, and a sense of ecstacy was there all over her face. So far not bad. But what struck me like lightning was the lad, of about 20 years old, kneeling between her open thighs, his penis (I never imagined that a penis could be so long, big and steady) half buried into her lolly pop.
The photograph was taken from top angle, and I could see the bulging nerves of his penis so vividly, as if it was real.. Further, the colour contrast was striking. She was white in colour as I said earlier, even her lolly pop was only slightly pink (like mine), but the boy’s penis was brownish and gleaming like a well oiled iron rod. The other pages too contained similar pictures, of the same persons, in different positions, but his penis was always buried into her like a permanent fitting.
I could not take my eyes off the photographs. I was not sure whether I was shocked or fascinated by them. Only the previous year, I attained puberty. And it seemed that my outlook had been changing since then, and everything that looked ordinary previously, now seemed fascinating. The boy in the neighbour’s house, I never noticed him previously, but now he was attractive (to my eyes) and whenever he spoke to me, I was experiencing that strange tingling feeling inside. Even when going to and coming back from the bus-stop, I found many eyes watching me, and comments were passed on my person or so I imagined about my bulging breasts, which my Uniform shirts were unable to hold.
After standing there & looking at the pictures, for some time, I hid the paper in a secret place in my school bag. As for the home work, it was never completed.
I was totally uneasy all the evening and when I went to bed, I could not sleep well. Next morning, I wanted to see the pictures once again, and I took the photos, hidden under my blouse to the bathroom. Every time I looked at them, they seemed to be new and interesting. Then I stood before the mirror, looked at my blemishless nude body. My lolly pop was smal and a centre line punctuated the it, making the two lips very attractive. I have not cared much for them so far, but now they meant very special to me
Then i took out a fountain pen from my blouse and probed the lower lips with its tip. Instantly, I felt a thrilling sensation swelling up inside me, slowly spreading to other parts. The tip of my pen traversed through the crack in my lower lips, found a pit somewhere in the middle, and when it settled firmly there, I began to press it inside. It went in sliding, and I was happy with my bold venture. But before I could celebrate, the pen encountered some resistance inside, and when I pressed the pen further, there was a sudden pain inside, almost unbearable. I was frightened, and removed my pen instantly. The pain receded slowly, but that was that. I could not continue my research for fear of doing something complicated.
A week passed by, and I was getting restlesss. Oneday, when I was returning from my school, our bus stopped for a signal. I looked outside, and noticed a group of dogs running behind a bitch. They stopped near the bus, and imediately, one dog mounted on that bitch from behind. In that fleeting moment, something like a red hot iron-rod, came out of the male dog, and like a spear, charged into a opening of the waiting bitch. The she-dog made a pleasant moaning sound, and before I could see what had happened, the signal cleared, and our bus started to move.
Though I did not see what had happened thereafter, the scene of red-hot rod penetrating into the bitch, was unforgettable. And this incident again brought back the usual tingling feeling in MY LOLLIPOP and a very strong longing to have something into my lollipop, as I saw in the picture, began to grow stronger in me. Though my conscience warned me that my thinking was on the wrong and filthy side, I could not control it.
Totally immersed in such thinking, I reached home, and I was greeted by my brother, who had also come on leave for Christmas. Mom was yet to come home, and dad would be always late. So we both greeted each other and talked over our usual silly matters. Then I went to my room to change my dress.
I had removed all the buttons of my blouse, and was about to remove it, when my brother entered the room, holding something in his hand. I turned, and seeing two beautiful gold ear rings in his hand, I ran towards him, my shirt still open. I took the rings in my hand, smiling sweetly, and hugged him lightly, and kissed on his cheeks. He was flustered. I was really happy that he had brought such beautiful Christmas gift.
Then I asked him to wait, and took a gift box from my shelf, and handed it over him, all the while the front portion of my shirt wide open, revealing my budding breasts. Even while he stretched his hand to receive the gift, his eyes were looking through the opening of my shirt, viewing my cleavage. The gift was a Titan watch, I bought as my Christmas gift for him. He liked it very much, and as I did to him, kissed me on my cheeks, lightly hugging me. Exactly at that time, door bell rang, and it was my mom.
Though the evening passed on pleasantly, with the whole family eating and chatting , I could not sleep that night, as the eyes of my brother staring at my breasts was coming back to my mind, repeatedly. I could still feel his warm body enveloping me, while kissing, and his male fragrance was very nice and irresistible. I slowly rubbed the lips of my lolli pop with my right hand, and it was soothing. The desire rose within me like fire and I decided to try it with my pen, once again. I slowly inserted the pen in my lower hole, and it went sliding in like an icecream into me. I felt hot everywhere, and the sensual feeling I got from the walls of my hole, when the pen travelled through it, was excellent. Again, the pen encountered a resistance, but this time, I decided to probe further. I pushed the pen down a little bit forcefully, and I felt something getting torn inside. Immediately, I felt the searing pain inside my hole, and I hastily withdrew the pen. It took some time for the pain to subside, and by that time, I lost my interest,.
Finally I fell into a fitful sleep in the wee hours. But again I was disturbed by a dream. In the dream, I was lying on my back on a soft bed, I didn’t kow where. I was looking on all sides, for a clue, when the front door opened, and a boy of 17 years old entered. What caught my attention was not his face, but his penis, which was, like a fork-lifter, standing erect and pointing towards me, very brownish, and rocksteady. He knelt between my thighs, and before I could react, he bent forward, placed the tip of his penis on my lolly pop, and started pushing it down into me.
I woke up with a start and found myself sweating freely. I was shocked. Not because of the dream. I was actually sorry that it ended so quickly, for I wanted to know what would have happened, if the dream continued. But, it was the face of that lad, that worried me. Before the dream ended, I had a glance, for a split of a second, of his face. And it was the face of Joe. You do not know Joe, do you? Joe was my own loving brother.
On the next day, being holiday, I woke up late, very late, after my parents had gone to office. Then I bathed, and while I was changing my dress, I called him to assist me with the hooks of my slip. He came into my room, and seeing me half naked, he hesitated. But I called him again, and he reluctantly came in, and tried his hand with the hook. Immediately I gave a painful cry (as if hurt by the hook), and turned to face him, angrily. I could see his eyes feasting on me like a hungry tiger, and he could not take his eyes off me. I slowly turned back again, asking him in a sexy voice (I didn’t know how I managed such a tone) to be careful, with my hooks.
After dressing, we both had our morning tiffin, and he went out to meet his friends. When he returned, he brought with him a DVD of a latest horror movie – of the evil-dead type. So after lunch, we played the DVD. As the movie started playing, I moved very close to him, as the horror is not my line of movies. His put his right hand around me, as if reassuring me, his fingers resting just above my right breast. I took his left hand and placed it on my thigh, just above the knee. When horror scene was playing, he would hold me tight, his fingers pressing my breast. I never knew how he did it, but his fingers were magical on my breast which give me so much pleasure. Added to this, his left hand was playing mischief between my thighs, taking me to a whole new world. I never watched the movie, as my attention of totally on his hands play.
Finally, the movie ended, and we came to our senses. I got up to make tea for both of us. In the kitchen, I was watching the water boiling in the kettle, when he came in silently, and without warning, hugged me tightly from behind. His hands were rough on my breast, but it seemed I wanted that bear hug. I bent down and kissed his hands. His hips forced me forward, so that my scrotch was pressed against the kitchen slab. I didn’t know what he would have done, if not the door bell rang. He went to answer and it was his friends group. Immediately, I ran to my room, changed into something decent, and prepared tea to all. But, my whole body was on fire, as if my brother’s embrace had ignited something into me.
Next day was Christmas eve, I woke up with a head ache and was mostly lying down in my room. Around 11.00 AM, I wanted to go to bathroom, and I called him in a feeble voice. He immediately came into my room, wrapped in towel, as he was getting ready for bath. I asked him to help me to bathroom. He then raised me from the bed, and I walked to the bathroom leaning over him heavily. At the door, he let me free, and I pretended to be weak and fell down in a heap. I feigned as if could not stand on my own..
He hesitated for a moment, and then lifting me up, took me into the bathroom. He made me sit on the commode, and standing before me, holding me in his hands. I asked him to close his eyes, as if shy. With a smile in his lips, he closed his eyes. Then I peed. I watched myself, a jet of golden yelllow liquid, springing out of the crack of my lower lips, and pouring into the commode like a fountain. Even for me it was fascinating. Suddenly, I felt his grip on my hand hardening, and I guessed that he was also furtively looking at me. When finished, I washed and asked him raise me up.
He then took me in his hands, like a child, carried me to my bed. When he laid me down on the bed, we missed the balance, and we both of us fell on the bed – he on me. I didn’t let him go, and held him on me in tight embrace. I was very cold, I told him, and asked him to hold me tightly. It seemed reasonable, and he willingly obliged, hugging me tightly, lying on me.
Every action has its reaction, isn’t it? For a moment he remained idle, and suddenly, with a grunt, his grip hardened, and he became very brutal.. His chest was pressed against mine with such ferocity, I was breathless. It seemed that I needed that bear hug, as the pressure was giving me unbridled pleasure.
I felt something hurting my lower abdomen. I let my hands glide down to explore the source. By that time, his towel came out of his hip, and my hands felt his rock-steady penis which was raging like a caged animal. I was happy and very surprised that my brother’s penis was so big and long. It was 3 times the size of my pen, and very strong. I felt a liquid oozing out of his penis, and I wondered whether he was peeing on me. But it seemed like a lubricant and very silky. I held the penis for a few seconds in my hand, enjoying the size and strength of it, before guiding it to the crack between my lower lips.
I was surprised to find that I was also leaking out some sort of liquid from my lower lips. As it was slippery his penis could not find the entrance immediately. I guided him tentatively, and suddenly he was at the entrance of my holy hole. Immediately he pushed. My God! I held my breath. How wonderful it was! His sweet rod gliding into me steadily. The feeling I encountered could not be written here, and I find no words enough to explain them fully. I felt stars in my mind. My entire body felt thrilled and an ecstatic feeling passed through my every nerve.
He groaned as his rod made its way tightly into me and I responded by giving out moans. It looked that he would be going into me for ever. (I did not get any pain then, as my hymen was already breached with my pen during my second attempt, which I did not know then). His entire length was inside me, and I felt myself completely pegged down. I could see myself in the picture, my pussy being punctured by a steady and long round penis. I felt satisfaction and peace fill my mind.
I thought that was all, and was ready to get up. At that moment, he also began to withdraw his penis from me, leaving a vacuum inside, but in the same vein, he charged into me, with a little more force, and his penis went like a needle in a banana, rubbing the side walls, and reaching the end of my pussy hole. I felt a sudden jolt within me, followed by a sexual thrill ebbing inside. Before I could recover, he made another charge, then another, and was jabbing his penis inside me repeatedly.
Now I was losing myself in the excellent sensation creeping into me, and I was totally out of my self control. I felt my lower lips taking control of me, and his jabs, now harder than a sledge hammer, was giving me immeausrable pleasure. I felt something brewing into me, like a strom, sweeping my mind off to new and wonderful sexy world, and I found myself moaning very loudly at each of his thrust.
Then like a bolt from blue, I felt something blown into me, like a tsunami, and I felt wave after wave ecstacy welling out of my sweet pussy, then passing all through my cells like wild fire. It was stars everywhere and I was floating in a new sensation I could feel something spurting out of my pussy and I body was arched upwards like a bow, to meet his ever growing thrusts. I did not know at that time that I was in an orgasm. Suddenly his thrusts increased to lightning speed, with unimaginable force, and jets of hot liquid spurt into my little girls, giving me more enjoyment . He continued to pump for a few moments, grunting all the way, and then slumped on me.
I felt emptied, my entire energy gone. We rested like that for well over 10 minutes. He then recovered, and tried to get off me.. He hesitated and asked me, with a concern in his voice,
“How are you? How is your head ache?”
“Okay, fine, thank you, doctor”. I smiled sweetly on him. “You have such nice syringe, and your injection has such a wonder ful medicine, my fever and headache are gone. ”

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