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Sins of the flesh chapter 2

“Mmm… that’s it Rolo, move yourself…yes…like that..”
Hands gripping the young assassin’s waist, moving them in time with the thrusts that were pushed into him, their skin meeting with an audible slap with every thrust.
“Ah- that feels so good Rolo, don’t stop…”
His husky voice, laced with lust and pleasure sounded like the most beautiful sound to the younger boy as he moved, driving the hot, hard length even deeper into his body, throaty gasps and moans leaving Rolo’s own parted lips as pleasure coursed though him, and he could feel his climax approaching.
“Ahh…Nii-sama…”
“Yes Rolo…come for me…”
Rolo woke up with a gasp, his body shuddering from the aftermaths of the orgasm that tore through his body. He found himself quite breathless, his heart beating hard against his chest as if the encounter he just had in his dreams were real.
“God…”
These dreams really had to stop.. It was hard enough as it was facing his brother in the morning ever since he had started to develop these feelings, and these erotic dreams didn’t make things easier. He looked down in dismay at his wet pyjamas and hoped it had not soaked through to his sheets, but…it had.
Damn it damn it damn it…
The teen slid out of bed, sighing as he tugged the sheets off his bed, glancing at the clock. His alarm clock hadn’t gone off… He was fretting about where to put the sheets when he heard his brother coming up the stairs and panicked, rushing into his en0suite bathroom taking the offending sheets with him, closing the door in time to avoid Lelouch letting himself in after a brief knock.
“Rolo! You’re going to be late for school…oh.” Lelouch found his brother’s bed was empty, and looking a little ruffled as if the boy had got out in a rush. He sighed, smiling a little to himself as he made the bed properly, realising it was sheet less. What in the? “Rolo…are you alright?” he asked, speaking toward the closed bathroom door.
“Yes…I’m fine Nii-san I didn’t notice the time…I’m sorry I’ll be right down!”
“…alright then. I’ll be downstairs okay?”
“I’ll be as quick as I can!”
Rolo breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the older boy leave, and could hear his steps descending the stairs. Thank god. He peeled off the damp clothing, wondering what in the hell to do with it. He guessed he would worry about it later as he turned on the shower and stepped in, washing all traces of the dirty dream from his body. This was all so unlike him, but he couldn’t seem to stop it. The more he tried to fight it, the worse it got, like he was trapped in quicksand, sinking rapidly,deeper and deeper into the obsession that was Lelouch.
However, it wasn’t such a bad thing, as Rolo had started to realise. His brother did indeed love him, from the bottom of his heart, Geass or not and that was all the assassin could ask for. It was happiness, of the normal, regular kind that a lot of people took for granted. Having family who cared for you unconditionally, simply because you were related by blood. He was aware Lelouch would probably never feel for him beyond that of a brother, but it didn’t matter.
Blood is a strange substance.
It was a bad idea from the start- Rolo didn’t like the sound of it the moment he heard it. “Babylon tower, Nii-san?” he asked looking up from his breakfast that fateful morning, after having rushed his clothes on and bolting downstairs. “It’s dangerous there…”
“I just need a lift- Rival is busy till evening, and by that time I want to be back here…”
“…B…but..”
“You don’t have to come in, just drop me off…please? I know I’m a bad brother for asking you, but I don’t see any other option…”
“…F…fine Nii-san…” It was Rolo’s weakness. He just couldn’t say no to his brother, even if all his senses were telling him it was a bad, bad idea.
“Thanks Rolo. I really appreciate it.” iThat/i smile again. The one that made the young boy’s heart slowly melt into an unrecognisable puddle. He knew somewhere inside he would do anything for that smile to be reserved only for him.
Anything
xXx
Of course, Rolo ended up following his brother into the damned overgrown gambling den, nervously looking at their surroundings, he felt like they stood out, black in a sea of colours- their uniforms too bold a colour, too prim, almost too child-like in this “adult” world to blend in.
He tried to tell himself it was because it was his job to keep an eye on him (It was, it was his mission) but in reality, it was because he relished any time he had with the former prince.
It was one more memory they would share, one more truth within the long intricate lie the world had woven for them- one Rolo had helped create, but somehow he had ended up tangled in it as much as Lelouch had. He disliked crowded places, they made him feel uncomfortable. he preferred it in the private of their own home, deep within Ashford Academy; Lelouch’s cadge, Rolo’s sanctuary.
Peeking into the main stadium, Rolo was quite horrified by the sight of the two Elevens who had been made to fight each other for the Britannian’s entertainment. It wasn’t really the violence itself that irked the boy- he was no strange to bloodshed, ofcourse not. It was that they were brothers… it gave him a chilling reminder of what he will probably have to do one day; kill the brother who had loved him, who he had fallen so deeply in love with, for the entertainment of Britannia. All so not to fail the mission. He could not be a failure. The thoughts were repeating themselves in Rolo’s mind when he felt an arm around his shoulder. He looked up slowly, his light violet eyes meeting his brother’s darker ones.
“You shouldn’t watch things like that if they upset you.” Lelouch said gently “You’re kind, Rolo, so I know these kinds of things get to you. Come on, let’s go elsewhere, it’s not the most tasteful sport in the world, too primitive and barbaric but then you would expect it from the nobles and the like who hang around here…They are all mindless animals.”
Kind? Only Nii-sama would call him that. His thoughts as he leaned in a little into Lelouch’s arm, seeking comfort and showing affection, something that now came naturally rather than the forced act he had to put on the first few days. Most other people described him as detached, aloof, distant. Unfriendly, unlovable, cold-hearted. He could honestly say, he could like himself a little more when he was Rolo Lamperouge. He would never be as popular, charismatic or intelligent as his brother but he still could say for the first time in his life he could like himself, just a little bit. A small smile started to play on the blond’s lips, his hand that was in his pocket gripping the small heart locket, his precious token of love from his brother. He felt like somehow, nothing else really mattered as long as their bond existed. It was supreme security, and Rolo revelled in it.
Unconditional love. What a strange, amazing thing.
xXx
“Get him!” The moment the dark skinned Mafia boss had barked those words toward the teen, Rolo’s reflexes had sprung up from their dormant state. He would protect his brother no matter what- or so he would have if not for the violent explosion that rocked the building, making him not be able to activate his Geass. Before the young boy knew it, a girl had grabbed Lelouch’s hand and was making a fast get away with him.
So they have come for Nii-sama. To take him away.
I won’t let them.
The soft jingle of the small bell attached to the heart locket he always touched for strength and luck rang across the room as Rolo’s right eye glowed the familiar shade of red. May he would be lucky enough to escape death from using his cursed gift this time. Enough luck to have the strength to protect his brother from those who wanted to use him. Black knights or Britannia- they were both the same. They both wanted his brother for their own selfish needs. And he wasn’t going to give Lelouch up to those people.
Never.
Moments later they were running, tearing past people, (past the Knightmare frames, including the one which was trying to invite the older boy in. No no, he wasn’t going to give Nii-sama back to those terrorists) and before they realised, they were closing themselves into the back area of the tower. At least it looked safe here. “Don’t worry, we’ll get out. I’ll make sure we will.” Lelouch’s words and ithat/i reassuring smile made Rolo nod, and somehow it felt like maybe they really would get out of here safe, out of reach from those terrorists and Britannia. Back to their home inside the school grounds, safe and sound. Maybe be scolded by that annoying Shirley, but that was something bearable.
Until that gunshot fired.
Until his brother did what he shouldn’t have; Protected him.
I’m just a tool.
Disposable.
A failure.
Why would you protect me?
Is it because you think we are connected by a bond, one of blood?
Rolo frantically fired his Geass, even though he knew it was futile. His power couldn’t stop the force of gravity, and Lelouch’s fingers slipped from his own,and everything seemed like it was in slow motion.
“Nii-san!”
Is this the end now? Is this where I wake from my dream?
The slumbering prince was finally awoken by the witch’s kiss that day- Finally opening his glowing red eye, rousing from the induced sleep, breaking free of the spell he had been put under, he looked around the web of lies that had been spun around him. He could see it all clearly now.
How they had all tried to trick him.
And as the prince stood, he vowed revenge. He would play them at their own game, put a spell upon them, as they stood, unaware.
The perfect sky was slowly turning a stormy grey.

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The Luckiest Boy In The World Part 1 (Rough Draft)

THIS IS A ROUGH DRAFT. IT’S MY FIRST STORY SO I WANT FEEDBACK BEFORE CALLING IT FINAL. NOTICE BECAUSE IT’S A TRUE STORY, I CAN’T CHANGE STORY ITSELF, BUT I CAN ADD MORE DETAIL OR CHANGE WORDINGS WHERE ENOUGH PEOPLE THINK NECESSARY. THANKS FOR YOUR FEEDBACK IN ADVANCE!Just so everyone knows, I plan on writing a few different stories as time allows. (School and work keep me pretty busy 😉 ) This one is going to be the only real one, as it chronicles the events that led to my current relationship with my boyfriend, Bradley. The others will be about other guys I had crushes on before discovering Brad and Mine’s mutual love for each other. I hope you enjoy….
I think it has happened to all of us. No matter how straight you thought your were, a boy or man came in to your life that changed your ideas on what you wanted in a lover. For me, that boy was Bradley. To me, he’s just perfect. The funny thing is is that there is not a single thing that would really make him stand out. He’s average, if not below average, height, still has a slight layer of baby fat (He’s not fat by any means, and I find it adorable), and really has no muscle definition to speak of. But, as stated before, he was the person that changed my orientation forever.
My name’s Brent. I’m a 17 year old male who lives in a well off suburb in New Jersey. Besides the fact I’m 6 foot, I’m similar to Brad. I have a little layer of baby fat, no real muscle definition, and an average covering of hair in the normal places. One other difference I have with him is that he’s the type that is always tan, no matter what the weather, while I, unless I sun bathe for hours on end every day, remain pale. In a word, like Brad, I’m average.
I had had girlfriends on and off since 7th grade, and now at the beginning of sophomore year (I was 16), was in an “unofficial” relationship with a girl. What I mean by “unofficial” is that, we had not declared we were dating, but everyone in the grade kind of understood she was mine.
Meanwhile, Brad and I had actually been pretty good friends since 6th grade. However, during sophomore year, I started to look at him differently. I noticed body features that I hadn’t before. Like the way the corners of his mouth go into kind of a pout when he smiles or laughs, or his rather nice ass. I didn’t quite know what to think of these new found discoveries, so I shrugged them off.
But, as the school year continued, the discoveries had turned into feelings. I couldn’t get him out of my head. When I looked at my girlfriend, I saw him. I didn’t know what was happening to me. I couldn’t be gay. People are born gay, right? They wear flamboyant colors and talk in high voices with lisps. I didn’t do any of these things. So why was I having these feelings for my male friend? I decided to check out some gay porn online. I found this one video of a teen-aged boy sucking another teenagers dick. And I found myself turned on.
After finding that video, and climaxing to it, I started exclusively watching gay porn. I also stared noticing other guys in my school. I would look at pictures on Facebook, and fantasize about doing things with them. However, when I jacked off to these pictures or thoughts, I always felt like I was cheating. Not on my girlfriend, who I had been talking to less and less, but on Brad. That’s when I realized I really cared for him.
I started talking to him more than my girlfriend in the class we all had together, and started checking him out in the locker room (we changed next to each other). Eventually, I broke it off with my girlfriend. I had become obsessed with Brad. Not stalker obsessed, but I wanted him, but also didn’t want to make a move in case he rejected me. (Ignorance is bliss, I guess)
At this point, sophomore year had ended, and it was summer. I was up at my vacation house is Massachusetts, and was bored, so I pulled out my phone and texted Brad:
Me: “Whats up?”
Brad: “Nothing much, how bout you?”
Me: “Same. Bored as hell up here.”
Brad: “It’s too bad your up there, we could be hangin’. :)”
Me: “Yah, I miss you 🙁 How’s Work?” (He’s a lifeguard)
Brad: “Boring as hell. The pool is 3 feet deep and there’s no one here.”
Me: “awww, is Brad lonely?”
Brad: “yes.”
That response kind of caught me off guard. The simplicity of it; it must have a deeper meaning. Can it really mean what I hoped it meant? Did he really miss me so much that he was sad? With new found courage, I responded:
Me: “Man you sound like you miss me like a boyfriend haha” (“haha” in the texting world kind of gives you an escape route if what you just said doesn’t go over well)
Brad: “I do.”
I decided to call him. This was too bizarre. I had to hear his voice to see if he was serious.
Brad: “Hello?”
Me: “Hey Brad, it’s Brent”
“Oh, hey.” (had a hint of sincere sadness)
“You okay?”
“(Muffled tears, then silence………)
“Brad?”
“(In tears) No……… I’m not okay………… I need you Brent. God I need you………….. When are you coming home?”
Needless to say I was taken aback by this sudden emotional tidal wave, but I was also relieved to know he had feelings for me.
Me: “Brad calm down. Calm down. I’m coming back in two days. Are you saying what I think your saying?”
Brad: “(still sniffling) Man, you must think I’m a freak”
“No no no, not at all. I care about you Bradley. I really do.”
“Are you serious?”
“Yes”
“Oh god, that is such a relief.”
“So I guess you care about me? Since when?”
“I had always kind of had feelings for you, but when you started talking to me more and more in class, and then dumped Sara, I thought maybe you liked me back. But I’ve been too scared to say anything. I wouldn’t have been able to take rejection.
“Oh baby,” I said while holding back tears, “I was the same way; too scared to say anything. I’m just so glad its out in the open now.”
“So 2 days?”
“2 days”
“I’ll be waiting for you, Brent.”
“I can’t wait Brad.”
Needless to say those were the longest two days of my life. I had instantly accepted the fact I’m gay when Brad broke down in tears on the phone. All I wanted to do was comfort him. I wanted to be there for him, no matter what happened. I wanted to make him feel like the luckiest boy in the world.This was Part 1 of “The Luckiest Boy In The World” I hoped you enjoyed it. Rating and commenting is appreciated. Remember, this is a true story, so if you don’t like something as far as the story line, I can’t change it. Be on the look out for Part 2.

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G.S.P. Chapter 3/13 Lessons of Pain and Obedience

New York city is tormented by mysterious monsters attacks and no attempts to track the suspected aliens are successful. The government’s solution is to form an all new super hero team named G.S.P. to protect the city. The veteran heroes assembled know the hardship of being heroes and how sex might be an useful relief, but are they really prepared for what happens when an innocent (?) bystander hurt during one of their missions is something they have never encountered before?

Fiction

My Mom and my Sis are my Sex Slaves Part 2

David has captured and trained his Mother Kendra, and his Sister Kayleigh, into becoming his obedient sex slaves. Now he strategically moves towards the next phase of his plan to build the life he always fantasized about. In this chapter, his father, John, returns home and enjoys some one on one time with his daughter Kayleigh. She teases him into a frenzy, and when she turns him away, he forces the matter. Eventually he gets what he deserves.

Fiction

Learning to Kiss (and other stuff)

April licked her mouth to wet her lips, then ran the tip of her tongue across the rack covering her teeth and suggested “Let me put on lip gloss, let’s see how that feels.” She left me standing while a video of a boy and girl necked on my monitor. She came back in less than a minute with a fresh layer of red gloss on her lips. She stepped close to me, locked her eyes on mine then offered “Kiss me again, like you’re not my brother.”

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First Time Using THC Edibles

We were in Colorado fora vacation that happened to coincide with my birthday. My wife wore a low-cut, satiny black dress with a strapless bra that really showed off her cleavage. Below, she had on a black g-string, black stockings and black spike heels.

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Turkish Delight Pt1

I’d been unemployed for nearly six months. We were making ends meet, just. My wife was working as many hours as possible as a receptionist and I was picking up casual work when possible. Thankfully our son was in the Army and our 17yr.old daughter had moved in with her boyfriend to make things easier for us financially.
As there was no answer from my pal’s first floor flat I walked around the corner of the dilapidated block of first floor flats that he lived in looking for somewhere to take a piss. I knew that it was unlikely that anybody would pass by or even notice me if they did. It was early afternoon and this part of town was as rough as they come. At least half of the flats were empty and the other half were only here because no one else would have them. I found a convenient corner and unzipped my jeans. As I pulled my cock out of my zipper and my piss cascaded against the wall I spotted an old red BMW 3 series with two people in it slowly drive along the rubbish strewn road. It turned left, parking almost directly under the walkway that I was pissing against.
“They’re up to no good,” I thought. They were either thieves who were going to strip what little was left from the derelict ground floor flats or, hopefully, married lovers after a bit of ‘love in the afternoon’.
I tried to remain hidden, keeping my body behind the wall but by peeking through the smashed storm hole I had a clear view of the windscreen and the occupants.
SHIT! I froze to the spot. My fingers clung onto the pebbledashed wall to steady myself. I couldn’t believe my eyes! There, in the passenger seat, was my wife sitting next to a Mediterranean looking guy that I sort of recognised too.
Anne furtively looked around, but the guy had parked his car very carefully making it virtually hidden from any prying eyes on the ground. But not from above!
Mesmerised and stunned, I couldn’t take my gaze off them. My mind raced with crazy thoughts.
“What were they doing here?”
“Who was he?”
“How did she know him?”
I checked my watch – 2.15. She had finished work 15 minutes before.
Anne sat impassively as he chatted and joked with her. After a couple of minutes he appeared to ask her a question, she nodded slightly and he leaned forward kissing her gently on the lips. My stomach turned. Thankfully she didn’t seem to respond. Then his hand slowly caressed her left breast. My wife flinched then closed her eyes. His coffee coloured fingers pressed and squeezed her ample breast through the material of her cream work shirt.
Anne’s arms were still by her side as he softly broke away from the kiss, keeping his hand on her breast.
He smiled and said something else. Anne smiled and lightly nodded her head. Staring into her hazelnut eyes he slowly moved his fingers across her chest until he began unbuttoning the shirt.
When the last button was undone he flicked the material to one side exposing her large bra encased breasts to his gaze. With a satisfied grin on his face he traced the pattern of her bra with a long bony finger, making sure that he made her flesh gently wobble. Anne closed her eyes again and bit her lip as he tickled her nipple with his fingertip. He laughed and she nodded. I gasped and nearly choked as my chest began to tighten.
My wife’s breasts and nipples are incredibly sensitive, so I guessed he was asking if she was enjoying his caresses. She flicked her hair from her eyes and nodded more encouragement.
He suddenly moved his body forward and kissed her much more forcibly this time, forcing her head back against the headrest. His hand swiftly slid underneath the lace of her bra and his hand was now roughly squeezing and kneading her soft flesh.
To my amazement my wife slightly changed position and began responding to his kisses by cupping his head in her hands as he casually lifted her tits out of their cups. Her hands were pulling at his jet-black hair as he tugged at her already extended nipples. I could tell that they were playing tongue tennis – forcing their wet tongues deep inside each other’s mouth.
I was now kneeling on the ground so that I could get the best possible view of my wife and this stranger, I became aware that I hadn’t tucked my flaccid penis away when I’d finished my piss. It was now rock hard and sticking out like a flagpole. I looked around, and as I’d guessed earlier there was no sign of anybody else. Unable to stop myself, I started pulling on the stretched skin of my cock. My stomach turned as my fingers touched my swollen knob.
I looked back through the storm drain to see my wife now kneeling on the passenger seat pressing her breasts against his face, having discarded her shirt and bra. Anne’s head was now arched back as he suckled her nipples and groped her tight arse through her trousers.
I was well on the way to cumming when I spotted her dropping her left hand into his lap.
“My God!” she was stroking his cock through his jeans.
Still sucking and licking her 34d tits the guy moved his right hand off her arse and started fumbling with his zip and top button. I could see through the steering wheel that Anne was unbuckling his belt. It took them a minute or two until his cock sprang out of his pants.
Still feeding a tit into his mouth my wife moved back slightly on her seat so that she could get a better look at his cock. Anne’s eyes sprang wide open as she stared down into his lap.
I came in buckets onto the wall as Anne wrapped her fingers around his shaft and stroked it with her fingers. I jerked the last few drops out as I remembered that we had made love only the night before. Although our son was 18 we’d been married for 17 years, and I’d always thought that our love/sex life was fine. I knew that I could still ‘press all of the right buttons’ because she’d even had an orgasm when I’d licked her. Perhaps I wasn’t as exciting a lover as I’d once been and was now a little bit over weight, but I’d never considered having an affair, so how could she? Had she been thinking about him as we’d made love? My heart sank as I leant against the wall watching my spunk float in the puddle of piss.
I peered through the gap again to see her leaning across his waist obviously sucking his cock! He was now the one with closed eyes. Anne’s head was bobbing up and down as he stroked her curly auburn hair and large breasts. Sadly the steering wheel obstructed my view but I could tell from their movements that they were really getting into it. His mouth suddenly hung open and he began gasping for air. Anne sensed that he was near his climax and suddenly popped his cock out of her mouth and smothered it with her bouncing breasts. She was laughing at him as his spunk shot out and onto her fabulous tits. She then milked every last drop into the warm crevice that she had formed by pressing her tits together around his hard on.
Still laughing as she flopped back into the passenger seat I could clearly see copious amounts of sticky white liquid dripping off her tits. My wife picked some tissues out of a box on the dashboard and began wiping his cum off her ample chest. When she was sure that it was all cleaned off she nonchalantly opened the window and threw the cum-stained tissues onto the ground.
When the man had regained his composure he leant over to kiss her again. Anne responded with a gentle kiss. He then whispered in her ear. Grinning she shook her head. I guessed that he wanted to fuck her. He persevered for a couple of minutes, playing with her sticky tits as he did so. She had to bite her lip when he rolled a nipple between his thumb and forefinger. She eventually seemed to agree to something. He grinned as he reclined her seat.
My cock was throbbing again as she lay back and began to unbutton her trousers.
“Oh shit!” I was going to watch him fuck my wife.
Anne pulled her trousers down to her knees, showing him (and me) her tiny white knickers. He rested his head on her swollen breasts and began making circles across her pubic area with his hand. As he began licking her right nipple his hand disappeared between her legs making her squirm.
She reached behind her head to grasp the headrest with both hands and opened her legs as wide as her trousers would let her.
I watched silently as his fingers found their way inside her panties. Anne appeared to groan as his fingers found her pussy.
My hand was furiously rubbing my cock again as I watched my wife get fingered off a stranger. The speed of my own hand appeared to be in exact time with his administrations. Anne tried to lift her legs higher up as he moved his hand further between her willing legs. His fingers must have been deep inside her pussy because she was rocking her hips making her tits wobble as she gripped onto her seat as if her life depended on it! Seconds later I could see her panting then she let out a huge groan as she and I orgasmed together. My balls ached as a small amount of juice oozed out of my tip, slowly dripping onto the ground.
Anne grabbed the mans head and gave him a great big kiss.
It only took them a minute or two to get their breath back. Anne awkwardly put her bra and shirt back on in the tight confines of the car as he quickly zipped up his pants.
I shook my head in disbelief at what I had just witnessed, as I too packed away my sore cock. He quickly reversed the car and drove off. I walked down the concrete steps in a daze. I don’t know why but I needed to see the scene of my wife’s ‘crime’. I stepped over empty beer cans and rubble until I was standing on the spot that the car had been parked. My eyes went straight to the tissues that she had nonchalantly thrown away. I picked them up. They were soaked with his thick, lumpy spunk. I couldn’t stop myself – I put them to my nose and inhaled. I then folded them neatly and put them in my jacket pocket.
Feeling ready to vomit but also incredibly turned on; I then scanned the area. Lying scattered were more spunk stained tissues – 4 or 5 squashed bundles. My mind tried to make sense of the evidence. I hoped that this was where he brought other lovers, but the way Anne had behaved made me believe that they were all hers.
I wandered around for a few minutes and noticed that the door to the empty flat was partly open. I put my shoulder to it and forced it back another 6 or 7 inches. The stench was disgusting – piss, shit, vomit and God knows what else. Junkies or vagrants had probably used it. I didn’t care. I turned into the living room and noticed a chink of light coming through the boarded up window. I hesitantly eased the corner back. It was an unobstructed view of the exact space that my wife’s lover had parked his car, perhaps only 4 feet away from her passenger window. “No!” I told myself, “You can’t. No! You mustn’t.”
I secured the door and wandered off, unsure how I was going to handle this situation. My head was buzzing when I silently entered the bar of a local pub. I’d been in a few times before, but didn’t recognise any of the three people sitting around the pool table. I checked my pocket – £3.62 (my life savings!) “Just enough for two cheap pints of strong lager.
The first pint went down without touching the sides. I sat in a window seat sipping the second as I contemplated how I was going to handle the situation. My wife was having an affair and I was devastated but had masturbated twice while watching her with her foreign lover. I was more than a little bit confused.
Anne was already at home when I opened the front door.
“Hi!” she called from the kitchen; “The kettle’s just boiled. Do you want a cup of tea?”
“Yes.” I grunted as I hung my jacket in the cupboard.
“Good day?” She asked as she handed me my mug.
“Sort of.” I muttered. She looked radiant. Her eyes were twinkling. I’d stopped noticing how beautiful she was.
“Did you see Johnny?” she asked as if she was the most innocent woman in the world.
“Hem…yes…no…I called but he wasn’t in.” It suddenly dawned on me what I had been doing when I’d spotted her. “Then I met Marty for a pint.” I lied. It was too late now; I’d missed my chance to confront her.
We spent the rest of the night like any other – watching crap TV. No wonder she had looked elsewhere for excitement. The tedium was only broken when my friend Craig rang inviting me to help him with some decorating work for the next few days.
I struggled to concentrate each afternoon, imagining my wife and her lover in his car. I finished work at 3 o’clock on the Friday. Instead of joining my pals in the pub I made an excuse and like a drug addict I found myself back at the flats. Much to my dismay and excitement there was another two bunches of discarded tissues lying in the same area. One set was still wet and warm. My cock stiffened as I realised that they had been there only minutes before. I pushed the flat door open and feverishly wanked as I sniffed her lovers’ spunk.
Like every other Friday night for the last 12 years I met up with my pals in the bar of our local pub. After a couple of pints I was beginning to relax when ‘he’ walked into the bar with a younger man, possibly his son. He looked over to the pool table that I was sitting next to and nodded ‘hello’ in my direction. I nearly shit myself. Fat Bob who was sitting next to waved back and shouted, “Hiya mate, how’s it going?”
“Who’s that?” I asked, as cool as possible.
“Who? Turkish Tony?” Bob replied as he lit a cigarette.
“Yeah. Where do you know him from?” I grunted.
“I’ve repaired his car and vans a couple of times. He’s got that sandwich shop in the precinct and does deliveries around the trading estates. Why?” Bob told me as he picked up his pool cue.
“No reason,” I lied, “I’ve just seen him around that’s all. He looks a right poseur”
Bob laughed out loud as he sank the blue ball into the top corner.
“He’s alright when you get to know him. He likes the ladies though! You should see his wife…. Fucking gorgeous, but he can’t keep it in his pants. You know young Gavin? I was told that Tony shagged his girlfriend on her Hen night!” The others all laughed and looked at ‘Turkish Tony’ with a newfound respect.
I tried to ignore him but couldn’t. My blood even began to boil when I saw them flirting with two young girls in mini-skirts. I felt it was like he was cheating on my wife.
There was no work the following week so I found myself hiding in the derelict flat at the same time on the Monday. I waited until 3 o’clock but they didn’t show. It was the same the following two days, but on the Thursday I arrived a little bit later to find that ‘they’ had already been as there were fresh spunk stained tissues discarded at the same point. My cock was aching as I sniffed them and put them in my pocket so that I could add them to the others hidden in my garage.
On the Friday morning Anne awoke as normal at 7am, I turned over and pretended to go back to sleep. After she’d been showered she returned to get dressed. Expecting me to be asleep she silently opened her knickers drawer and took out a very small pair of white panties. As she lifted her leg to put them on she glanced at my ‘sleeping’ body. Unknown to her I was peeping out of one eye, as I did most mornings. I loved watching her getting dressed – always had done. Perhaps that had been the beginning of my voyeuristic tendencies? She then took out a matching suspender belt and a pair of sheer tan stockings. She looked as gorgeous as the day I met her at school 20 years ago. We are both 36 now. Her slim frame really accentuates her round arse and heavy 34d breasts. I love watching her brush her shoulder length auburn hair. It’s a lot lighter now, her hairdresser sees to that, but when she flicks the fringe into place it always makes me think of the first day that I met her in the corridor at senior school. My cock was like iron. I knew that she must have been going to see him again today.
She continued dressing with a matching bra, a loose black (kilt-type) skirt and a nice white, low cut blouse. Finally combing her hair she smiled into the mirror and went downstairs for breakfast. I fumbled next to the bed for a sock and ‘cracked one out’. It was one of the most satisfying wanks that I’d ever had.
I entered my hiding hole in the flat at 2 p.m., carefully securing the door as before.
Ten minutes later I heard a car drive along the path. Slightly moving the metal shutter I spotted that it was his red car. My heart began thumping as my chest tightened. Just as I’d hoped they parked no more than three or four feet away from the window.
He immediately grabbed Anne’s breast as she looked over her shoulder to check for unwanted visitors. I could see him re-assuring her that there was no one about. She relaxed much quicker this time. I couldn’t believe my eyes as she instigated the first kiss. His hands were all over her lovely breasts as they French-kissed like teenagers. His deft fingers had her blouse unbuttoned in seconds. It looked like he was weighing them as he moved his hand from one tit to the other. As Anne buried her head into his shoulder she whispered something into his ear. His head sprung up and he grinned like a Cheshire Cat. He suddenly forgot about my wife’s luscious tits and lifted her skirt up so that he could see her stocking tops.
His face was a picture as I watched him carefully stroke her nylon-clad legs. I was staggered to see Anne take off her blouse and bra with absolutely no prompting. He hardly noticed as her stockings and suspenders fascinated him. My wife playfully slapped him on the head and fed her tit into his mouth when he looked up. He was like a ‘burglars’ dog in a butcher’s window’; he didn’t know what to go for first!
He was awkwardly trying to get his hand between her legs but she obviously wanted him to concentrate on her heaving tits. I moved an empty beer crate near to the window so that I could aid my vantage point. When I stepped onto it I had a much clearer picture of their antics. I desperately did not want to rub my cock too hard or fast but I couldn’t stop myself when Anne raised her left leg and rested her foot on his dashboard making her panty covered pussy available to him. Tony didn’t need telling twice his hand went straight inside her knickers as he sucked her tits. He looked as if he was being rough with her now as his wrist twisted and turned inside the little white pants. He was so worked up I think that he was even biting her nipples making Anne grimace as his fingers must have been deep inside her cunt.
“I’ve got to stop this!” I crazily thought as I approached an orgasm!
Just as I was about to stop and confront him I clearly heard my wife scream, “YES, YES TONY, YES, HARDER, HARDER TONY ……..YESSSSSsssssssss!” As an intense orgasm made her shake in his arms. I came all over my hand and jeans.
Tony gently kissed her on the lips as he withdrew his hand from her pants. As Anne lay back panting for air he waved three sticky fingers in front of her face then licked them like lollipops.
I gasped when I realised that he had had three fingers up her cunt!
Still licking his fingers clean he fumbled with his belt and jeans with the other hand. With a little bit of shifting position he sat against his door as if to say ‘my turn now’! From my viewpoint I could see that his cock put mine to shame. It looked huge (twice as long as my meagre offering) with an almost black plum shaped knob.
It took Anne a minute to get comfortable, but when she did her pear shaped arse, framed by her suspenders was pointing right at me. Because her legs were spread apart and her knickers were pulled to one side I could see that her cunt was actually dripping ‘love-juice’ onto her stockings as one of her knees was on her seat and the other in the foot well. My cock was still as stiff as before but I still felt sad that I’d never been able to turn her on as much as this. She nearly flung her face onto his dark cock. Slurping and sucking like a woman possessed my wife made Tony giggle with excitement.
I was rubbing as fast as I could a second time when I thought, “He can’t take much more of this.” At that moment Anne suddenly stopped sucking his cock and threw her head back. I stopped wanking. She excitedly told Tony something. He laughed then cradled her swaying tits as he passionately kissed her.
Anne shuffled back onto her seat as Turkish Tony reclined it for her. Both of them were smiling like teenagers as Anne lifted her legs in the air and pulled her knickers off then lay back on her flat seat. Her pussy glistened from between her nicely trimmed pubes.
My hand returned to my stiff cock as I watched Tony pull his trousers down to his ankles. Anne grabbed his wrist when he tried to get something out of the dashboard. She shook her head and smiled as she whispered something to him. He raised his eyebrows and moved towards her. I swear that she had told him she wanted to feel him cum inside her! My balls ached at the thought.
His cock looked even longer it swung viciously in front of him as he clambered on top oh my wife. It looked complicated but he had obviously done this before. As he positioned himself at her entrance with his hand Anne wrapped her stocking clad legs around his waist and rubbed her feet across his hairy arse and back.
“Oh God Tony!” I heard her groan through the closed window, “That’s so…so. Big!”
I stopped wanking and placed both of my hands against the wall so that I could get as a close a view as possible. “UGH! UGH!” She grunted as his hairy buttocks banged that big cock inside my wife.
“Ugh, oh…ooh…aaahhh…ugh!” Anne continued as he increased the speed of his fucking. Turkish Tony was licking and sucking her nipples so hard I thought that she was going to explode as she clung onto him for dear life. Her face was now contorted with pain as his cock knocked the wind out of her.
“Oh oh oh… Tony…faster, faster!” Anne groaned as Tony began licking her ear and whispering something to her.
“I can’t, ugh, ugh,” she panted, “no, no…YES, YES…. It is, it is…your cock is bigger…much, much bigger…oh ooh ugh, FUCK ME! FUCK ME TONY!” My wife screamed as her Turkish lover hammered his huge cock inside her sopping cunt. His face was now buried between her sweaty tits as he fucked her to the edge of orgasm.
“That’s it! THAT’S IT! FUCK ME, FUCK ME, fill me full of your fucking spunk!” Anne screamed at the top of her voice as they both tensed up orgasmming at the same time. I had the strangest feeling myself and looked down to see that I had ‘spontaneously erupted’ too onto the window frame.
I looked back at my wife and her lover. They were holding each other in a tender embrace. He then looked at his watch and then disentangled himself from her. Anne lay still for a few moments then I lost count of the number of tissues she used to mop up the flood of sticky cum from her glowing pussy. She playfully pretended to wipe them on his face before she threw them out of her window as usual.
As he pulled his trousers up and moved back into the driver’s seat. Tony’s flaccid cock still looked longer and fatter than mine did.
I stood trembling in the darkness as they grinned and chatted while Anne hurriedly put her clothes back on. Tony couldn’t resist the urge for one last feel of her naked tits as she fastened her bra. Then after a quick kiss the car reversed away and I scurried out into the daylight to collect even more sodden tissues.

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Sex Joke

Mommy

Billy’s mom told Billy to take a shower. “Will you go with me he asked”
“Okay but just dont look up or look down” she replied.
Billy looked up “mommy what are those.”
“These are my coconuts”
Bill looked down “mommy what are those.”
“This is my jungle.” she replied.
Bill got out of the shower and his dad came. “Billy go take a shower.” he told him.
“Okay, but will you go with me.”
“Sure but dont look down”
Billy looked down “daddy what is that”
“This is my snake” he replied
Later in that evening it was night time. Billy asked his father and mother if he could sleep with them.
“Okay but just dont look under the sheets.”
Billy looked under the sheets. “Ewww.” Billy replied. “Daddy’s snake is going into mommys jungle and he’s grabbing he coconuts.”

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A Family Man: Part 3 Detour

As this is the first story I’ve written, I am learning as I go. I will now be adding part numbers to this and future chapters, making it easier for readers to know the order of each chapter. Chapter 1 was ‘A Family Man: Awakenings’, Chapter 2 was ‘A Family Man: The Journey Home’ and this is Chapter 3 ‘A Family Man: Part 3 Detour’

Fiction

Sleepover At Misty’s

Misty begs her Daddy to let her have some girlfriends over. They had new nightgowns. They wanted his appreciation. He appreciated them. They wanted his attention. He gave them his attention. They wanted to feel sexy. What they ended up feeling was pregnant!

Fiction

A Tale of Incest

My name is Daniel. I am 13 years old, about 120 pounds and around 5′ 9″. This is my story….
I was walking home after school, thinking about how much homework I had to do. Mr. Burgess was really laying it on us this week. As I turned the corner and kept walking, I could see our mailbox and lawn. Our house was a recently built 2 story with white-ish gray siding and a red door. The lawn was also freshly cut the previous day by yours truly. I walked up our driveway, up our pathway to the porch and opened the door.
“Mom, I’m home! I have a bunch of homework to do so I will be in my room for a while.”, I yelled. As I walked upstairs I heard “Ok sweetie, dinner will be ready around 6”. I opened the door to my room and flung my backpack onto my bed sat at my computer desk. After about an hour of sitting on Facebook and browsing other websites, I decided to get to work on my homework. Tough stuff. I had to do 150 algebra problems and hand them in tomorrow. After about 10 minutes I could hear the TV downstairs. Mom must be watching something. Then, it couldn’t have been more than 15 minutes later, I heard something that sounded like groaning on the TV. Curious, I quietly sneaked down the stairs a little bit and peaked around the corner. I could see that Mom was watching a really raunchy TV show. Glancing over at her, I could see she had her right hand down in her skirt, slightly rubbing her crotch.
Mom had gotten pregnant with me when she was only 16. Surprisingly, my biological father stayed with mom after the birth. However, my dad left us about 3 years ago. Since then, Mom had been looking for someone to be with but has had no luck. By watching her rub herself like this, I could guess she had gotten very lonely sexually.
My mom was extremely attractive. She was 29, around 140 pounds, had brown hair down past her shoulders, incredible breasts and an incredible ass. Today, she was wearing a dark blue tanktop and what I assumed to be a white bra which emphasized her amazing 34E breasts. She also was wearing a sexy jean miniskirt that made her ass look amazing. And also, from this point of view, it looked like she was wearing white panties.
As I watched, my left foot accidentally slipped on the stair that it was on and fell to the one below it, making me lose my balance and fall forward slightly into the living room.
Mom, having seen me stumble like an idiot into the living room, pulled her hand out of her skirt very quickly and looked towards me. “Whoa, are you okay sweetie?” she asked. “Yea, I’m fine. I was just going to get something to drink.” I replied. As I walked into the kitchen to get a drink, I could tell by the look that had been on Mom’s face that she must have been worried that I may have caught her with her hand down her panties. I had my drink, and was ready to go back upstairs. I had my foot on the first step when I heard Mom say, “Hey Daniel, why don’t you come watch TV with me and take a break from homework for a while?”. “Allright”, I said. I walked over to the couch and sat down next to the right of Mom. By now, of course, Mom had changed the channel to something different than the raunchy show.
Mom put her right hand on my leg just behind my knee and asked, “So, how has school been lately?”. “Pretty good,” I replied. “Mr. Burgess has been really giving us some hard homework lately though.” “I see,” she said. About 3 minutes passed of just watching TV when Mom started talking again. “What about your friends? How is your social life going? How are things going….”. She sort of faded off for a second then continued, “….how are things going with the girls?” I could feel Mom’s hand on my leg sort of move a little bit. Hmm, this was kind of un-natural behavior from Mom. “Umm,” I said. “Things are going ok I suppose. I don’t have any interests in any perticular girls though.” “Hmm…” Mom said. “Interesting…” Mom started moving her hand up my leg a little. “Mom….what are you…” I started to say, but Mom took her hand off my leg and put both hands on the sides of my face and turned my head towards her. Then she kissed me. Deeply and passionately. I was caught so off guard and so surprised that I had no idea to do. I sort of started to move back a little bit and she stopped as soon as she had started.
She just sat there for a moment, panting quietly. I was staring at her, but she was just looking at the ground near my feet. After about 15 seconds of silence Mom whispered “….I……I’m sorry.” It was about 30 seconds before I responded. “It’s…..it’s ok…”
We sat there for about a minute, in silence. I was staring at the ground so I didn’t know where Mom was looking. Once I looked up, I saw she was still looking at the same spot on the ground, but she had tears in her eyes. She started to talk again. “I…..I’ll……” She didn’t finish. Instead she quietly got off the couch and quickly walked upstairs, presumably to her room. As she walked up the stairs, I couldn’t help but admire her ass and the way it moved in that tight jean skirt when she walked. Once she was out of sight, I just sat there. Pondering.
I’m not sure how much time had passed while I just sat there on the couch, but after a while I started to feel hungry. I looked at the clock. It was 7:22. I got up from the couch and walked to the kitchen. I wasn’t sure if Mom was going to make dinner still so I just got out some random things from the fridge. As I sat at the table eating, I was curious to see if Mom would come down to eat. I also was thinking of her kiss. Her love and passion filled kiss. Truth be told, I didn’t know what to think of it. I wasn’t sure if I found it kind of awkward and weird, or sort of…….well………sort of erotic and sexy.
Even when I finished eating, Mom still hadn’t come downstairs yet. I decided to go upstairs and do homework in my bedroom until bedtime. I walked upstairs and down the hallway. As I walked to my room, I passed Mom’s room. She was sitting on her bed with her head in her hands. I decided I should probably go talk to her so I went in and sat down next to her.
I really had no idea what to say so I just kind of sat there for a bit. After a while she turned towards me and said “I’m really sorry. I shouldn’t have done that.” “That’s ok Mom, it’s alright” I replied. “No it’s not,” she said. “That’s not right for a mother to do to her son. It’s just that……” She kind of faded off here. “Just that I’ve been so lonely and don’t know what to do with myself. At the time, kissing you felt like a good idea.” She looked at the ground. “Now I regret it and feel stupid and ashamed.”
I put my right hand on her leg and my other hand on her shoulder. “It’s ok Mom. I really don’t mind. I can understand how you could have done something like that. It’s been about 3 years since Dad left right?” She sighed. “About 4 years.” she said. “Wow, that’s longer than I remembered. I can understand you doing something like that after being single for 4 years. I really didn’t mind it. In fact…..” Now here is where I had to make my decision. I decided to go with the more risky choice of words. “In fact…..I kind of liked it.”
At this, Mom put her head back in her hands and said “Oh Daniel, this isn’t right. This is incest!” As she said this, I sort of moved my hand up her leg a little. “Well, you were the one who kissed me.” I said. “Yea, I know…” she said. I figured this was about as far as I should go. I took my hand off of her leg and stood up. “Where are you going?” she asked. “I’m going to my room” I said. “I have alot of homework to do still.” “Oh,” she replied. “Ok.”
As I was about to go through the doorway, I heard Mom say something behind me. “Daniel………” “Yea, Mom?” I replied. “Before you go….Can I……….Can I have………..” She sort of paused for a second. I turned around to face her. “Yea?” I said. “Can I have…..one more little kiss?”
I froze for a second. “Umm……Ok….I suppose.” I walked over to her and sat down on the bed again next to Mom. I was curious to see how this was going to turn out. She put her hands on my shoulders and I put my hands on her hips. We sort of hesitated for a second or two. Then she leaned in slightly and our lips met. My heart stopped for a second. We didn’t move for maybe 2 or 3 seconds. Then Mom sort of put her lips in action and moved them a bit. I also did the same. After about 5 seconds of this we got a little more confident and were moving our lips slowly but steadily. Then Mom sort of put her tounge in my mouth slightly. I responded and our tounges touched. Without thinking, my right hand dropped from her hip and was on her leg again, but this time farther up it. My index finger was even up her skirt a little bit. Our kiss became more intense and before I knew it, me and my own mother were fully making out. We sucked at each others lips and licked them. My hand had made it’s way all the way into her skirt. It wasn’t touching her crotch or anything. Just laying on the top of her leg. She stuck her tounge all the way into my mouth and as she was pulling it out, I wrapped my lips around it and sucked it. This went on for about 30 more seconds before I decided that I should probably stop. I took my hand out of Mom’s skirt and dis-engaged from her lips.
We just kind of sat there for a bit. After a while I said, “Well, I should probably to goto bed. Goodnight, Mom.” As I stood up from the bed, I could see Mom’s nipples were very hard and poking through her bra and her shirt. She also had this sort of dreamy smile on her face. “Goodnight, babe.” she replied. She winked at me.
As I walked out of the room, I could feel Mom’s eyes on the back of my head. I made my way to my room and, once in, got undressed and went to bed. I didn’t really feel like staying up. During the length of time where you transition into sleep, I contemplated the day’s events. I wasn’t really sure what to think about what happened. And with this thought, I drifted into slumber.
The next day, I awoke and got dressed. I packed up my school stuff and headed downstairs. Mom was gone to work by now, as usual. She had left a note that said she’d be home around 3. Everything felt like it was back to normal, as if nothing happened yesterday. But there were still some lingering thoughts on the back of my brain.
These thoughts nagged at me the whole time I was at school. By the time I was walking up the driveway after school, I was extremely curious as to what would happen when I walked through the front door.
I walked through the front door.
Mom was standing in the kitchen. She was wearing a white tie front crop top and jean short shorts. She definitely hadn’t worn this stuff to work. As I walked into the kitchen, she said hello and I said hello back. She asked me how school was and I replied. We continued talking casually for about a minute without any awkwardness. After a while I told her I was going to go upstairs and do some homework. Then, casually, she asked “Ok babe, but before you go up I want another kiss.”
So, I thought, Mom wanted another kiss, eh?
“Alright,” I replied. I walked over to her. I put my hands on her hips and she wrapped her arms around me and started in. It felt good to make out with Mom again. I have to say that I enjoyed it alot. After about a good 2 minutes, I stopped and said that I should probably go upstairs now. She said “Ok, I will have dinner ready at 6. And feel free to come down at any time if you want to kiss again. That is….. if you enjoy it as much as I do.” Then she smiled and took her arms off of me. I noticed that, once again, her nipples were extremely hard and poking through her shirt again.
I smiled back at her and gave her a quick and juicy 2 second kiss before heading up to my room.
During that day I made a couple trips downstairs to make out with Mom. It seemed like she enjoyed each time as much as I did. Before dinner, we had a pretty hot makeout session that lasted a while. Mom was sitting on the counter with her legs on both sides of me and her hands on my shoulders. I had my hands on her lower back right above her shorts. After dinner, I gave her a quick goodnight kiss and headed up to my room. I did some homework and then went to sleep, feeling that the day went well. Very well.
The next day, I headed downstairs with my school stuff and found that Mom had left, yet again, another note, saying that she would have to stay a little later to work and should be home around the time I would.
School went by in a blur. I was just envisioning Mom’s lips on my lips the whole day and before I knew it, I was on the sidewalk walking home. I quickly made my way up the driveway and into the house.
Mom wasn’t home yet. I decided to sit and watch TV while I waited. As I watched I was thinking about how much I wanted to stick my tongue into Mom’s mouth so badly. After about half an hour, I heard Mom’s car drive up in the driveway. Excited, I waited for her to come in. When she did, I noticed she had a couple shopping bags. I quickly ran over to her. When she saw me, she set the bags down. Once I got to her, I put my arms around her as our lips embraced and our tongues met. As we kissed, she muttered things like “I missed you baby” to which I replied. After about a minute, Mom dis-engaged and said “Hey babe, I’d love to continue, but I want to take these bags upstairs. Also, I want to change out of my work clothes.”
I said ok and she took the bags and went upstairs. As she walked up the stairs, I noticed one bag said Victoria’s Secret. Interesting. I sat on the couch and waited for her to change and come down. After a while, she finally walked down the stairs.
Mom was wearing another tie front crop top similar to the one she was wearing that day before. She was also wearing a white micro skirt that just barely covered half of her ass.
I ran up to her and said “Wow, Mom. You look amazing.” “Really?” she replied. “Thank you baby. I got this skirt just for you. I also bought some other stuff that is even sexier.”
“Really? Sweet!” I said. “I love you, Mom.”
“I love you too baby.” she said.
I leaned in and started kissing her. She responded by putting her hands on my hips and wrapping her left leg around me slightly.
I stopped kissing her and asked “Mom, do you want to continue on the couch? It’s more comfortable than standing.”
“Ok” she said. She walked over to the couch and laid down on it, facing up. I walked over the couch and began to crawl my way up Mom’s body. Between her legs. Up her torso. Finally, our faces met and Mom smiled. She closed her eyes and we started kissing again.
This was the most intimate makeout session yet. I could feel Mom’s legs and feet rubbing on mine. As I stuck my tongue in and out of her mouth, I ran my hands up and down the outside of her legs and up to her ass. I slipped my right hand under her ass and began to squeeze it as Mom licked and sucked on my lips.
With my right hand fondling her ass, I decided to make a bold move and reach my left hand up and grasped her left breast. Mom moaned and stuck her tongue in my mouth.
With my hands groping her ass and her breast, I made out with Mom for a long time. Time just seemed to fade away as I was kissing her.
When I finally looked up at the clock, I saw that 45 minutes had passed. “Wow” I said. “It’s been 45 minutes, Mom.”
“Wow! Are you serious? Does that mean you’re done?” she asked. “Are you?” I asked. She smiled and ran her hand up and down my side. “No” she said. I smiled back. “Neither am I” I said and started kissing her again.
As we engaged our lips again, I decided to take another bold step. I put my left hand back on her breast again. After a little while of kissing, I slid my hand down slightly and, moving it back up, slipped a couple fingers under her crop top. She wasn’t wearing a bra.
I felt my middle finger run over her nipple, which was rock hard, and felt Mom shudder under me. She apparently didn’t mind so I continued to fondle her breast and nipple under her shirt.
This continued for about another 30 minutes when Mom stopped and looked up at the clock and said “Oh gosh, I need to get going.”
Mom sat up and started walked towards the stairs. “Where are you going?” I asked. “I have a meeting at work in 10 minutes. I completely forgot about it. I’ll probably be back fairly late.” While Mom was talking, I noticed that her nipples were hard and the panties under her skirt were wet. “Ok, Mom. Do you know if you’ll be back when I’m still awake?” “Probably not. After the meeting we have to go to another business and have a meeting with them. I’ll see you tomorrow though. It’ll be Saturday so we’ll have all day to ourselves.” She smiled and winked at me and walked upstairs.
The idea that tomorrow I had all day to be with Mom made me extremely excited. I waited for her to come back down in her work clothes and gave her a quick goodbye kiss. “Bye, sweetie. I’ll see you tomorrow k?” she said. “Ok, Mom. Goodnight.” I gave her another quick kiss and then she walked out the door.
I didn’t really know what to do so I watched some TV and did some homework. When it got to be about 9 o’ clock, I started to feel tired and headed up to my room. I got undressed and got in bed, excited for tomorrow.
Saturday morning, I woke up and got out of bed. Excited, I hurried and got dressed and went downstairs. When I got down the stairs, I saw Mom in the kitchen reading the newspaper at the counter.
Mom was wearing just a black push up bra with white polka dots and lace that made her huge breasts look amazing. She was also wearing a pair of black panties.
“Hey, babe.” she said. “Hey, Mom” I replied. I walked up to her and stood next to her at the counter. I grabbed her ass with my right hand and slipped a couple fingers under her panties. “How was the meeting?” I asked. “It was ok. Kind of a drag. I had to wear a padded bra because my nipples were so hard. They stayed hard all night too. I kept thinking about you during both meetings.” I smiled at her and put my left hand on the back of her head and leaned in and gave her a kiss.
After about a minute, Mom stopped kissing me and said “Hey babe..” I looked at her and said “Yea?” “Do you want to…..” she started to say but then stopped before saying “Do you want to see my tits?”
Excited, I said “Yes! Of course I do.” She smiled and stepped away from me a little bit. She put her hands behind her back to unhook her bra and by doing this it made her thrust out her chest more. With the way she looked with her back arched and her tits thrust out, I couldn’t wait to see her without a bra.
Once she finally had the hooks undone, she tantalizingly pulled off the straps. Once they were off, she grabbed the cups of the bra and slid it off, revealing her bare breasts.
Her tits were perfect. They hag practically no sag and stuck out really nicely. Her aerolas and nipples were perfect size and very hard.
“Wow, Mom. They look amazing!” I said. “Really? You can touch them if you want to.” she replied. I reached out both my hands and grabbed her breasts. They felt great. I leaned in and began to softly kiss her breasts. She began to sigh and breath sort of heavily. After a little bit of kissing, I ran my tounge over her nipple. She shuddered and moaned. I licked it more and sucked it into my mouth. This went on for a while before I stopped and began just kissing her normally again. After a minute or two, I decided to ask “The” question. I stopped kissing Mom and looked at her.
“Hey, Mom?”
“Yea, babe?”
“Do you want to……..you know…….well………..do it?”
“Do it?”
“You know……” I sort of trailed off here. “…..Sex.”
Mom didn’t say anything. She sort of turned away from me and looked down at the ground. “Mom? Are you ok?” I asked. “I didn’t mean to offend you or anything.” “Yea, I know. I’m not offended.” she said. “It’s just that…well…doing it is the ultimate thing to do, you know? That’s as far as we can go.”
“Yea, I know. But, we’ve been making out and just now I’ve been kissing your tits and licking your nipples and all that. Why not do it?” I said. “Hmm,” she said. “I don’t know. Well….I suppose……….I suppose we could try it….”
At these words, my pulse skipped a beat. Really? Mom really said I could do it with her? Sweet! I smiled at her and said “Awesome!” She smiled back and said “Ok, wait here. I’m going to go get ready.”
She ran across the room and up the stairs. I could see her tits slightly jiggle from behind as she ran. Excited, I walked over to the couch and waited impatiently. After a while, I heard Mom yell from upstairs. “Ok, baby. Come up to my room! I’m ready!” I could hardly breath as I walked up stairs and to Mom’s bedroom door. I walked into the doorway and saw Mom sitting in the middle of the bed.
Mom was wearing a see-through white babydoll that allowed me good view of her tits and nipples. She was also wearing a white G-string thong.
I had a raging hard-on just looking at her.
She layed down facing up near headboard of the bed and took off her babydoll so she was just wearing her thong. Then she slightly spread her legs and put her hands up by her head on the pillows and said “Come make love to me, baby.”
As I stood there looking at my Mom, her legs spread and ready for me to have sex with her, I thought I was the luckiest man in the world.
I walked over to the bed and took off all my clothes. As I took off my underwear, Mom smiled and said “Wow, it’s gotten alot bigger since I last saw it.”
Once I was completely naked, I crawled up onto the bed. Then I started to crawl up Mom the same way I did yesterday. Slid up past her legs. Up past her stomach and stopped at her breasts. I sucked on her nipples and licked them. Mom was moaning and sighing. It was kind of weird to hear my own mother make these sexual sounds, but it just turned me on even more. I did this for a while before I decided I wanted to make out with her for a bit. I took my mouth off of her left nipple, which was rock hard, and moved up to Mom’s face. She smiled at me and I smiled back. Then I kissed her passionately and she responded with just as much enthusiasm. After a bit of this, I decided I wanted to see her pussy. I slowly made my way down to her crotch, kissing her body along the way. I finally got to her thong and started to kiss around her legs and the thong. She was very wet and her juices tasted great. I sat up and grabbed the sides of her thong. Mom knew what to do and put her legs straight up in the air. I pulled at her panties and slid them up her legs. I threw the thong to the side and Mom spread her legs again.
Her pussy looked incredible. It was freshly shaved and dripping with juices. I slid up the bed and buried my head between her legs. With my face so close to her crotch, I could smell her warm pussy which was just waiting for some action. I moved my face closer and slid my tongue between her vaginal lips. As I did this, Mom gasped and arched her back, making her tits stuck out. Once my tongue was all the way in, I moved it around and savored her juices. After a few minutes of orally pleasuring Mom, I started to feel her shake. “Oh babe,” she sighed. “I’m close…”
Once I heard this, I started licking more vigorously and started to suck and kiss her clitoris. Mom started to breath more heavily and I could see her breasts rise and fall with her breathing. I could also see her hands grip the sheets as she said “Oh baby…….oh babe I think……..I think I’m gunna cum…..”
At these words, I stuck my tongue as deep as it would go into her pussy and licked and sucked like crazy.
Mom began to shudder and grip the sheets tighter and say “Oh God……Oh my God!…I’m cumming!….OH GOD!”
Then Mom put her hands behind my head and held my face tightly to her crotch as she screamed and orgasmed. With my tongue in her between her lips, I could feel her vagina vibrating and shaking as she came.
This lasted for what seemed like a long time before her screams of ecstasy subsided and she let go of my head. “Oh my god, babe. That was amazing. I’ve never felt like that in years.” Then she grabbed my head, making my sit up, and moved her face close to mine. She put her mouth near my ear and whispered “Thank you”. Then she kissed me like she never kissed me before. There was alot of tongue and sucking of lips. It was very intimate. After a minute or so of this, she stopped and said “Ok baby, your turn…”
Mom leaned back down and sat in the same face up position as before and said “Ok sweetheart, fuck mommy.”
I smiled in got in position over her. I put my cock up to her pussy lips and she spread her arms out and I could hear her whisper “Oh yes”.
I slowly slid my cock into Mom and heard her gasp as she arched her back, making her tits touch my chest. Her hot, juicy and wet pussy felt so good. Once I was all the way in, Mom relaxed and laid back down onto the bed.
I leaned forward slightly and began to thrust in and out of Mom. She began to moan and sigh as she put her hands up on my sides and wrapped her legs around me. This felt so great. After a while, I began to lean down and suck on Mom’s nipples and kiss her. Then I began to feel myself climax. I leaned in farther and whispered “Mom, I’m getting close.” “Ok, babe.” I started to fuck Mom faster and began to feel my cock tingle. I was about to cum.
I grabbed the top of Mom’s legs and pulled her body closer to mine. As I started to ejaculate, I thrust in as far as I could go for a second and then pulled out did it again. “Oh yea, baby! Fill up my pussy!” Mom said as she smiled up at me. I came for what seemed like forever. It felt so great to be inside Mom. Once I was done, I leaned forward and laid on top of Mom. “That was great, Mom. Your pussy feels amazing!” I said. “Really?” Mom said. “Well, guess what. You can have sex with me, anywhere and anytime.” “Really!?” I said. “Awesome!” She smiled up at me and said “I love you, baby.” “I love you too, Mom.” I said and smiled down at her. Then we kissed for a while.
Once we were done kissing, we both got up and went into the bathroom and took a shower. Mom got done first and got out. She started to dry herself off and put some clothes back on. Once I was finished, I got out and grabbed my towel. Mom had changed into a white thong that was tight enough to outline her pussy lips. She was also wearing a white tanktop without a bra so her nipples were visible through it. After taking a shower with Mom, and seeing her in this outfit, I had a raging hard on again. Mom looked down, smiled, and said “Wow, that was quick.” “Want to do it again?” I asked. “Of course, I said anytime and anywhere right?” she replied. She smiled and I smiled back. Since she was fairly light, I picked her up and carried her back to the bed. Her nipples were very hard and even though she wasn’t wearing a bra, her breasts stuck out nice and firmly. I laid her down on the bed and set my towel on the ground.
I crawled up between her legs and, while her panties were still on, moved them over to the side and began to lick her pussy again. It tasted even better the second time. After a while of this, I crawled up farther and positioned my cock over her pussy. “Hold on, baby.” she said. She got up from the bed and said “Lay down like I was doing.” I did what she said and she got back on the bed and climbed on top of me. Positiong herself over me, she sat down on my cock. I reached behind her and grabbed her ass and began thrust in and out of her. She also began to bounce up and down in time my movements. I enjoyed this position alot because I could see Mom’s tits slightly jiggle up and down, her crotch moving in time with me, and her eyes closed in ecstasy. After a minute or two, I started to feel my myself climax. I began to thrust in and out faster of Mom. She must have known that I was close because she leaned forward and started to bounce faster. Then, for the second time in 15 minutes, I came inside of Mom. As I came, I reached up, grabbed Mom’s head, and pulled her down and began to kiss her. Once I was done, I stopped kissing Mom and leaned back down. “That felt great.” I said. “It felt great for me too.” Mom said. “Your cock feels so good in my pussy.” I smiled up at her and started kissing her again. After a while of this, we got up from the bed and got dressed. I got done dressing before Mom and headed downstairs. Once she was finished and came downstairs, she had her purse on her shoulder. “Where are you going?” I asked. “There are a few ‘things’ I want to go get. I’ll be back in a bit.” she said. This made me curious. As Mom walked out the door, I turned on the TV and waited for her to return.
Once she got back and walked through the front door, I noticed she had several bags in her hands. I walked over to her and said “What did you get?” “Well,” she said as I looked through the bags, “I got some toys, lubricant, and more lingerie.” As she said this, I could see another Victoria’s Secret bag and some other bags from different lingerie. “This stuff should make our sex life exciting. There are some toys in here that i’m eager to try out. And also, I got this.” She reached into on of the bags and took out a book. “It’s a book of sex positions.” Mom said. “There are alot of ones in here I want to try.” She flicked through the pages. “See look at this one.” she said. The picture showed a picture of a man and a woman. The woman was sitting on a counter, much like Mom was a few days ago when I was kissing her. The woman had her legs up over the man’s shoulders. “This one looks hot.” Mom said. “I think we should try that one tonight.” “Sweet,” I said. “That one looks great.” “Also,” Mom said. “I was wondering if you wanted to try anal tonight. I’ve never done it before.” “Sure,” I said. “I’m up for anything.”
ONE WEEK LATER
On Saturday morning, I woke up at about 9. Mom was laying in front of me with her back to me. My right hand was on her breast and my cock was between her thighs. The previous night had been busy. We had made love twice before going to bed. The first time involved me licking Mom’s asshole while playing with her clit. After that Mom gave me an incredible blowjob. About an hour after that, I woke Mom up and we did anal while she had the vibrator in her pussy.
I squeezed Mom’s breast and said, “Good morning, Mom.” “Hey, baby” she said. She turned around and kissed me. “How are you doing?” she asked. “Great,” I replied as I ran my hand down her torso and legs.
“I’ve been thinking about something lately,” I said.
“What?” she asked.
“Well….have you been on the pill lately?” I asked.
Mom didn’t say anything for a second. Then she said, “No. I haven’t been on it for years.”
“Do you think,” I said. “…..do you think you’re pregnant?”
“Well, you have been cumming in me 3 times a day for the past week.” she said. “There is a pretty good chance. I think I might go to the store and get a pregnancy test.”
She sat up and walked to the closet. I admired her beautiful body as she got dressed and, once finished, she said goodbye and left. I wasn;t sure what to think about this. Me, getting my own mother pregnant. For all I knew I could be a father soon with Mom as the mother!
Mom returned came back upstairs. She went into the bathroom and began to pull down her jeans. I watched from the doorway as Mom did the test.
She set it on the counter and we waited in silence.
After a minute or two, something began to appear.
It was a small positive sign.
Mom looked at the sign, then at me, and smiled.
TO BE CONTINUED…..

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My niece, Kayla, stayed with us after she divorced her husband. It was my wifes idea.Laura always liked my brothers daughter. She said it would do Kayla good to get a fresh start in a new city.
It was during my nieces third week with us that things took a turn for the better as far as I was concerned. Laura was out at her usual Friday night bing game. Kaylay usually accompanied her, but had pled a headache, so my wife went all by herself.
I knew something was up as soon as Laura’s van was out of the driveway. My niece had gone in to lie down. I was relaxing in front of the TV when Kayla came into the living room. She looked sexy as hell in this ankl length, whtie gown. The deep, lacy vee of its bodice accented the swell of her full breasts. As she moved around the room, the sleek softness of the gown molded to her curves to show them off.
“Laura left, huh?” she asked, standing where the light from the lamp shone throgh the thin material of the slinky gown. It showed me she was naked beneath. “Yeah,” I answered, wondering what was going on. Kayla showed no sign of the headache she supposedly had.
My niece seemed to be striling a pose for me. The sexy gown and the way she stood so the light outlined her ripe body caused arousal to build in me fasterm than if she were naked. Sauntering over to stand by the tall windows looking out over ther spacious backyard, Kayla gazed out into the moonlit night.
“Isn’t the moon beautiful, Uncle Brian?” Her vouce was low and husky. It seemed to offer an invitation to join her ay the window. I did. I moved in behind my niece and couldn’t seem to help myself as I brushed her long hair aside to gently kiss her neck and shoulders. Instead of the rejection I half – expected, Kayla leaned back into my embrace. The heat of her lush body radiated through my clothes. My cock sprang hard to press back at her round little ass.
“Uuuummm,” I murmured. The way the moon looked was the last thing on my mind. The feel of her body pressing into mine had my hormones hopping and my cock throbbing in my levis’. Withe treembling fingers, I slipped the shoulder straps down to allow the gown th slither down her body. Its silkiness heaped at my niece’s feet. The heat from her body soaked through my clothes as she turned to me for a kiss. Our lips meshed in a wet, tounge- searching kiss.
“I need you,” she whispered when our lips moved apart. “Love me, Uncle Brian. Make me feel like a woman again.” Cupping her ass, I squeezed and caressed the firm cheeks. Pulling her crotch against the hardness in my levis. I let my sexy niece feel what her closeness was doing to me while silentlyasking my brother’s forgiveness for what I was about to do to his daughter.
Exploring hands left her ass to fondle her soft tits. The nipples were hard and I leaned over to place a kiss on each of the taut pink nubs. Opening my mouth, I took more tit-flesh inside. The tip of my tongue teased the sensitive nipples. A moan of pleasure came from deep in her throat. “God yes. So fabulous,” Kayla whimpered as my mouth worked on her breast. My kisses traveled down over her stomach to the soft auburn curls nestled between her tappered thighs. She parted her legs slightly to give my tongue easier accesss to her pussy. I spread the lips and licked up and down the soft inner flesh. It was just a teasing action on my part. Then I stood and quickly stripped off my clothes.
Grabbing my stiff shaft, Kayla levered the bloated head to her lips. Once, twice, a third time, her tongue darted out to flick across the tip of my anxious tool. Then she opened her mouth wide and took me inside. “Christ!” I gasped at the intense pleasure. It felt fabulous the way her wet mouth encompassed the turgid flesh.

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