Mom Caught Me pt. 3
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Teen Male / Female
My Son’s Best Friend Part 2 Busted by My Son!
My name is Jackie, and in the My Son’s Best Friend Part 1 story I told you about my first experience with Zack, my son Ricky’s best friend. Zack was a virgin then and technically remained so, as we only engaged into oral sex.
After that day, I picked them up at school a couple times, he stayed to eat with Ricky once, but that was all. Occasionally, we shared a furtive look, but I always dressed very conservatively not to tease him or to denounce ourselves to Ricky.
Two weeks later, however, Ricky would have his extra after hour classes, and I could pick up Zack alone again. I couldn’t wait to finish properly what we had started. Instead of dressing casually the way I was the last time, I tried to excel: I took a long shower, dressed my hair, perfumed – including a spray in my breasts and pubis – and wore sexy white lace lingerie. Then, as the weather was nice, I chose a jeans mini skirt and a white semi-transparent blouse with a nice revealing cleavage. To finish up, high heels sandals. Simple, but ready to kill, I drove to school.
When Zack entered the car, we pretended to act naturally, but when we were out of the other boys’ and moms’ sight, he looked at me from top to bottom like if he was going to eat me alive, and I saw the familiar volume in his pants again. I smiled, caressed delicately his leg, and said; “Calm down, Sweetie, it won’t take long now” and I headed home.
As soon as we entered the house, he tried to jump on me, hug, grab, kiss me. We kissed, but I wanted him to control himself and to create an atmosphere, so I brought him to the kitchen. I gave him juice and a sandwich I had already prepared – I wanted him with the highest level of energy – and I did not let him touch me when I fixed the table, so he just stared at me with his eyes on fire. When I was doing the dishes he grabbed me from behind, his hard cock pressing against my ass through his pants. I shook my ass and pressed it against him to tease him even more, moved out, and told him to turn on the music and wait for me at the couch.
In a couple minutes I walked in, dimmed the lights, and came close to him. Before he could arise, I stood in front of him, dancing slowly with the rhythm of the music, and took off my bra without unbuttoning my blouse. My boobs almost jumped out of the cleavage when I put my bra around his neck and bent over to kiss him. He grabbed my ass with both hands, but I stepped back again, took off my panties and brought them close to his face, so he could smell the perfumes, D&G and my own. He had obviously a giant tent then, stood up, grabbed my ass from under the skirt and kissed me, his erection pressed against my lower belly while I held my panties behind his back and inserted my hand into his pants to reach his mast.
There we were, making out inebriatedly, when I heard a noise at the door and
my son yelled “I’m back, Mom, class was cancelled and I got a ride…” Then he saw us and froze. We split, but he had seen us kissing, my bra around his friend’s neck, his erection, my panties still in my hand, and Zack’s hands fondling my bare ass.
“Nooooo!!!” he screamed, ran upstairs to his bedroom and slammed the door. Desperately, I ran after him. We don’t lock doors in the house but we respect privacy, so I stood there, paralyzed. I knocked and knocked asking him to open, asking if I could come in, that we needed to talk. First, he didn’t answer, then he simply said no, and I heard him sobbing. I asked him please, insisted, and finally I gave up and said I was coming in anyway, that we really had to talk. He didn’t reply, so I knocked again, said I was coming in, and opened the door.
He was lying in bed, face down. I sat close to him and said: “Ricky, darling, I am so sorry. I don’t know what to say to you, I am so sorry!” “Mom – he replied – shame on you, and you are doing this with my best friend. You don’t have to say anything.” “Son, it must be wrong, it’s wrong, you are right, but something happened: I tempted him, he turned me on, and we couldn’t avoid it. I am really sorry.” “You are my mom and can’t be a whore, you can’t act like a slut and then say you are sorry.” “Ricky, I am your mom but I am also a woman. Don’t you guys chase girls, see porn? It’s normal, more than normal. I am human too, I am alone, and I also have my needs and desires like anybody else. I thought they were over, but suddenly they arose and were out of control. But you are right and I am sorry.”
He stopped sobbing, turned around slowly and sat in bed, looking at me. “You are right, Mom, I am sorry too. I didn’t mean to offend you. Of course you are a woman, and very much alive. And all my friends say you are pretty.” When he said that, he looked at me from top to bottom, and I shivered: only then I realized by blouse was almost transparent, and anyway my breasts were practically visible with my generous cleavage and semi-opened blouse. To make things worse, I had sat on my bended leg to talk to him, so my raised mini skirt was showing my bare pussy.
I sat upright, hiding my crotch, but there was nothing really I could do with my blouse, even because it would be ridiculous to hide my boobs with my arm at that time. He shut his eyes, sobbed a bit more, and kept apologizing for having said all those awful things to me. I melted: I sat close to him and hugged him. He avoided looking me in the eyes and, lowering his head, practically touched it in my almost exposed breasts. I did not resist and pushed his head, resting it in my boob to give him some comfort. He became calm, turned his body to accommodate himself and – surprise – I saw the volume in his pants: my son was horny, and I was making him feel that way!
I can’t deny that his contact against my breast and the view of his erection had also turned me on. I pulled his head closer to me and, as he was still sobbing, so vulnerable, I instinctively took the maternal solution: I opened the buttons of my blouse and touched my nipple in his mouth.
He slightly opened his lips and, feeling its softness and heat, kissed the nipple, once, twice, and finally put it in his mouth. First, delicately, then sucking it like a hungry baby. I immediately felt the heat and wetness in my vagina, as I used to feel when I breastfed or when a man sucked my boobs. We stayed there for a while, he sucking my tit while I whispered “Yes, dear, be calm, be nice.”
I felt his body shiver, and he tried to accommodate something. I realized his erection under his tight jeans must be hurting him. Still holding his face, with the other hand I carefully opened his belt, button and zipper. “Take it easy, Ricky, don’t hurt yourself.” He put his hand inside his pants and adjusted his erection upwards, outside the pants, his hard cock yet inside the slips and the cockhead almost visible in a damp spot of pre-cum. I realized that when I moved myself carelessly to open his pants I had opened my legs again and my vagina was indecently exposed to him.
We were in that hot yet uncomfortable situation when we saw Zack standing by the door. “Sorry, guys, I am going” he said. We had totally forgotten about him. My son released my boob and said: “No, come here. If my mother has to do it, let it be with my best friend.”
I was kindly surprised, but I said: “No, I am not leaving you this way” and I told him what had happened between Zack and me the other day, how I knew that both were virgins, and that of course I knew they must be horny to be with a woman. If they wanted to, I would do with both of them what I had done with Zack: both of them, or no one. Having said that, I stood up – my big boobs still out –went to my bedroom and waited.
In 2 minutes they came in, smiling, their eyes sparkling, only in their underwear. I had seen Zack’s, but I couldn’t wait to see my son’s cock. When he approached the bed, I sat down and slowly lowered his slips. A very hard, drooling, thick cock jumped out like a released coil. It was more normal in size, smaller than Zack’s, but thicker, much thicker. It reminded me of my ex-husband’s, who was not shy in that department, but it seemed to be even larger.
I felt another wave of heat down there when I saw it. I held it, smiled at Ricky and took its big cockhead into my mouth. I realized he should be close to coming, and it was not the right time yet. Zack was already naked, his hard long cock pointing at the ceiling while he saw his friend’s knob in my mouth.
I lay back, took my skirt and blouse off, and exposed myself naked to them. You must remember I am a curvy, sexy woman, and my elegant waist accentuates my wide hips and big boobs. “Ricky, darling, suck Mommy” I asked. In a flash he positioned himself between my legs and started licking my trimmed pussy. Zack came on top and started working on my boobs, licking, sucking and squeezing them.
This was my first time with two men and I just laid there and enjoyed, feeling my pussy and boobs being pleasured at the same time while I looked at their young and fit bodies. Ricky was inexperienced, as Zack had been, but soon learned how to give me a lot of pleasure. He was a fast learner, and I tried to guide him with my moaning and an occasional thigh movement or a touch on his head.
In the meantime, Zack knelt beside me, and it was clear what he wanted: I took his cock in my mouth and started blowing him, while he kept fondling my boobs. He was truly aroused by my melons. We stayed there for a while and I felt I was almost coming, and Zack was probably almost there too. No way – I thought – I need a cock in my pussy today, it had been a long time.
I stopped blowing Zack and turned on all fours facing Ricky, who had already knelt in bed. My ass was aimed to Zack and it was clear what I wanted. I told him: “Come, Zack dear, today there is no danger, I am not in my fertile period. Let me take your cherry.” He positioned himself, held my hips, and I felt his cock searching my pussy. He did not have any practice, of course, but I gave him a hand and soon his cockhead was inside me. I started to blow Ricky, but Zack was too horny and pushed all his long cock inside me. I yelled in pain, and told him to take it easy. “Slow down, baby, it’s been a while since something that big goes inside there. Go slowly.” He apologized, almost took it all out, and started again, more carefully, and I concentrated again in Ricky’s cock.
Zack kept pumping carefully, and soon his balls ware slapping against my ass, all his long mast inside me. It was good! It was so big that in doggy style, the position I like most, I felt a sting when it occasionally touched my womb, but it was great anyway.
I totally relaxed my pussy and tried to relax my throat to swallow as much as I could of Ricky’s cock, marveled to feel such a hard thick cock in my mouth – I love a thick cock in my mouth – and ecstatic to know whose cock it was! I held the base and started fucking him with my mouth with the same rhythm of Zack’s in my pussy.
I looked up and saw Ricky staring at me, looking at his cock in my mouth, and I felt him accelerating his movement almost simultaneously with Zack. I imagined Zack looking at my round ass, holding firmly my hips, pushing it against his cock, while watching me blowing his friend.
The entire scene was too hot, and we all started coming almost at the same time. I felt Ricky’s first gush in my mouth and he flooded it with warm, thick milk, yelling loud. Zack looked like a fucking machine, and pumped furiously his cock deep into my pussy and I felt his sperm greasing my vagina while I shook and moaned in my strong orgasm, totally out of control.
We lay in bed, me in the middle. I kissed them both in the mouth still with my son’s sweet sperm taste in my mouth, and then I relaxed. I had had a lot of tension before and then all the endorphin from the orgasm, so I dozed off.
When I woke up Zack was gone, probably his parents had already arrived. Ricky was looking at me, holding his head, his elbow on bed, and opened a big smile when he saw I was awake. I felt a chill to realize that we were both naked and to remember what had just happened. He hugged and kissed me softly in the lips, and at the same time I felt his engorging cock poking my belly. I felt my body warming up and kissed him back, holding him close to me and feeling his increasing warm hardness against me.
“Sweetie – I said – I think it’s your time now, what do you think?” He didn’t have to answer, as his cock jumped and he pressed his chest firmly against my boobs, then smiled, lowered his head and took a nipple in his mouth. I laid back and he kept sucking one tit and the other, fondling, caressing them, the other hand down between my thighs searching for my pussy. I bent my knees and opened my legs to grant him better access, closed my eyes, and enjoyed it. His mouth was warm on my melons, and my pussy was already wet and open.
I told him to lie down beside me. I kissed him deeply, tasting my own salty juices, and went down on him. He was pointing to the ceiling, drooling, hard as a steel rod. I took his big round knob in my mouth. I sucked it hard, feeling if grow even more in my mouth, while I caressed his sack and balls. I sensed he was already very aroused, and I didn’t want him to blast his load again in my mouth, I wanted him deep inside me.
I sat on top of him, looked smiling at his face, held his cock with one hand and positioned it at the entrance of my needy vagina. “Now it’s your time, Sweetie” and started sitting on him. As I said, he was thicker than Zack, but we both were so wet and I was so horny that the head was soon inside. I kept moving down slowly, and soon I sat on his pelvis, his cock stretching my vagina walls. He was all inside me.
I enjoyed that moment for a second, put my feet on bed and started moving my body up and down: the long gym and Pilates sessions were paying off! I took care that his cock was almost close to slipping out of my pussy, than I dropped down and shoved if hard deep inside my vagina again, smashing loudly my ass against his pelvis. My melons bounced, and he grabbed them. With all that shock treatment, it did not take too long. He moaned louder, louder, until he stiffed his body, held my body down into his penis and started shaking, coming, filling mommy with his cum. “Give it to me, Ricky, give it to Mom” I yelled, and it was a long, pleasant orgasm. I continued with my movements and, as he kept his hardness, I also came soon, feeling his warm, thick sperm pouring out of my vagina.
We hugged again, and his eyes were sparkling, a big smile on his face. “Mommy, it was wonderful, you are beautiful, hot, and I never imagined it would be like that, even more with you, today. It’s like a dream, like magic!”. “I enjoyed it too, darling, I needed that and you did me good, and I liked giving you all that pleasure!” And we stayed there, hugged, enjoying the moment and the warmth and smell of our bodies.
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Well, That Backfired 3
The story reaches it’s climactic finale as teenage siblings, Laurie and Tom, meet their step-mother, Audrie, and reunite with their father, Bradley. CAPITAL NAMES mean the story is being told from that person’s perspective. This one’s pretty long, so it’s split into three subchapters. Please leave comments and constructive criticism.
My Life. Ch. 3…
3 months later
My Uncle’s New Wife; Part 5 Call Me Jill
Second to last part. Enjoy and comment!
My Son’s Best Friend Part 4 His Mother Joins the Party
My name is Jackie, and in the My Son’s Best Friend Part 3 story I told you about my experience with a double penetration with Zack – my son Ricky’s best friend – and Ricky, rewarding Ricky’s brilliant Chemistry grades at school. It was a new experience for me and the most intense orgasm I ever had.
As I mentioned before, I occasionally had sex with Zack or Ricky, but I avoided the three of us together and I also did not favor sex all the time with them: I didn’t want them to be too used or addicted to doing sex with me instead of dating girls their own age. However, in some special occasions we had some good times together, and I enjoyed it!
This adventure began when, on a Saturday afternoon, I saw Karen Carter, Zack’s mother, at the supermarket. Me were not close friends, but we knew each other from the neighborhood and from the boys’ school activities, so she came to say hello and told me, smiling, that she was jealous of me. I froze! Did she know about what I was doing with her son? But she continued, and said that Zack spent more and more time at my house and was much happier than usual.
We kept chatting. She apologized for getting it off her chest, but she was feeling lonely, her husband was too busy, travelling all the time and hadn’t shown up in weeks. She looked depressed, the poor woman. I felt sorry about that – and a bit guilty, for stealing her son – and I invited her and Zack to spend Sunday with us. The weather was nice and we could enjoy the swimming pool and have a couple drinks and lunch together. She gladly accepted, saying she really could use a relaxing day without any worries for a change.
They arrived around noon on Sunday, and I was already at the pool area with Ricky. It was a glorious, warm, sunny day. I welcomed her with a white cover-up that accentuated my suntanned skin, which I removed to reveal my sexy yellow bikinis with revealing triangle tops – showing a lot of my big tits – and small tie thongs. I invited Karen to join me, showed her where the dressing room was, and relaxed in the lounger to get some sun. I saw she looked surprised at the way I was dressed, but I was at home and I was not going to change my routine.
Karen arrived at the house in an elegant blue beach dress, and when she came back from the dressing room she was dressed in fancy one piece dark blue swimsuit and a sarong. She is a well-known lawyer from a traditional firm downtown, and I was sure she was a conservative person. Karen is a beautiful woman, with a graceful and elegant walk contrasting with my sensual way. She is very tall, slender, small boobs that look firm, and an elegant waist in harmony with her bust and hips. Her blonde hair matched her pretty green eyes and expressive face. Her hands and feet are graceful and well cared, and her legs long and well-shaped. She was so white that, on second thoughts, I decided to set an umbrella for us.
She sat close to me and we started chatting and enjoying a pitcher of margarita, while the boys played ball in the swimming pool. After several cold drinks, very refreshing in that warm day, and already in the second pitcher, the chat became more intimate and personal: I started talking about my live as a divorced woman, and she told me about how frustrated she was feeling.
She said her husband was a big shot in sales in a big company, a crazy workaholic who travelled all the time, mostly internationally. He started coming back home on weekends, than staying out 2 or 3 weeks, and these days it was usual for him to stay away for 2 months or more. When he got home, he was always feeling tired, jet legged, and did not have much interest on her. She confessed she always had a strong sex drive, but she had given up and was feeling tense and frustrated.
She asked about my sex life as a divorcée, and I said I had no complaints: I saw a man occasionally – I shivered when I thought about her son and mine as my sex buddies, but obviously I did not mention them – and otherwise I had no problem in satisfying myself. In a low voice not to be heard by the boys, she said: “Jackie, toys don’t help me, I do need a man, that’s why I am not happy these days!”
Stimulated by the margaritas and very well bonded, I asked if she would like to take a sauna, it would be great to relax, and she accepted. I told Ricky to turn it on, and it would be ready in 30 minutes or so. After a while we went to the dressing room, and I smiled and teased her saying that the house rules were the traditional Finnish way: no clothes, but towels were allowed. She had a funny look but did not complain.
I went to the small dressing room to undress and came out wrapped in small towel. In the sauna area there is a box with two big cold shower heads, so I took a quick shower – and told Karen to do the same before going into the sauna – and went in. I was naked in front of her when I showered, as there was originally a saloon door in the box, but it was broken. I sat on the wooden bench and a few minutes later Karen joined me, all wrapped up in a big towel from shoulders to knees, while mine barely covered my boobs and thighs. She sat beside me and soon the boys came in and sat in front of us. It’s a small, domestic sauna, so Karen and I were sitting very close to each other and we were 3 or 4 feet away from the boys.
Heat soon struck up, and – saying we were not formal there – I unwrapped my towel and put it around my neck letting it fall between my legs, so it covered my boobs and my vagina. My body could breathe, but I was showing the side of my breasts, my thighs and my hips.
The boys took the lead and did the same but did not bother to hide too much, so I could see the darkness of their pubic hair and the contour of their members. Karen was obviously seeing the same, and it was becoming more and more exciting. We were all quiet and I wanted to relax everybody, so I asked Karen to take it easy and be more comfortable, to feel the heat in her skin instead of being all wrapped up. With a shy smile, she followed my example and put the towel around her neck.
I could see from my side her pretty small boobs, perky, with pink nipples. I could also see her groin and her light brown pubic hair, and to my surprise that elegant, conservative woman seemed not to shave and carried quite a bush! I noticed she took a look at me too, at my big boobs and probably at my totally waxed pussy. I decided to keep waxing it after the double penetration with Zack and Rick, as they had enjoyed it so much. The boys, from the front, couldn’t see as much as we could at each other, but they were staring at us and certainly had a good idea about what the towels were still hiding, and I saw erections coming.
I was very aroused with the heat and the vision of all these bodies, and decided to spice up the mood even more: I said it was too hot and I was going to reset the temperature, but when I stood up I intentionally stepped on my towel and it fell down, leaving me totally naked in front of the three of them. I pretended to come back and cover myself, but instead I said: “Well, you have seen me already, and anyway we are informal here” and walked two steps to the thermostat.
When I walked back – as sexily as I could – and sat down, I noticed two full erections, which they didn’t bother to hide. I whispered in her ear: “It seems our little boys have grown up.” She smiled and nodded in agreement. I noticed she was becoming more and more easy and adjusted her towel, showing some more flesh, particularly her boobs, very visible now. I knew Zack liked big ones, but Ricky kept staring at Karen’s tits, maybe looking for an alternative to his Mom’s melons.
I winked at him and said: “Son, I think I lowered the temperature too much, can you take a look please?” Ricky understood my intention, stood up and, leaving his towel on the bench, walked to the thermostat. I saw Karen staring at his firm butt, and when he walked back he showed his full hard-on. She flinched and gasped when she saw that thick hard cock close to her face. I was drenched in sweat and my pussy was drooling with my honey, and I wondered how that poor woman was feeling in her dry season. I smiled thinking that she eventually might have some fun soon.
Zack slowly put his towel down, also revealing his long hard cock pointing up. Karen looked from one to another, appearing initially disturbed, but soon she recomposed herself and, saying it was really too hot, also removed her towel, leaned back and closed her eyes. The boys gazed at her body, particularly at her bushy crotch, a big contrast to my hairless one. I couldn’t tell, but they must have become even bigger and harder.
It was a very erotic situation, we stared at each other with no more limits, until Zack said he was going to take a shower. I followed him saying I would make him company. Before I left, I saw Karen and Ricky smiling at each other, the margaritas had performed their role.
Of course I wasn’t going only to make him company: as soon as we left I hugged Zack and kissed him like crazy, our sweaty hot bodies glued together. After a quick shower together, where he kept fondling my ass and boobs while I grabbed his long cock and balls, we sat together in a lounger. Before we started making out again, Karen left the sauna wrapped in a towel and went to the shower, looking at us suspiciously. Ricky followed her and asked if she wouldn’t mind if he joined her, as he was too hot to wait. She was already in the box, naked, and said no, but turned her back to him and kept looking at us. At that time Zack kissed me and fondled my boob.
She looked confused, surprised, or simply horny, I don’t know, and opened her mouth and her big green eyes. Ricky, who was in the second shower pretending to be distracted, touched her ass with his hard cock. She flinched but didn’t move out, so he got bolder, approached, and hugged her from behind grabbing her tits with both hands. She closed her eyes and cuddled in his arms, certainly feeling his cock against her ass. He started kissing her neck, but she turned her head and kissed his mouth, while he kept fondling one boob and the other hand searched her furry pussy. Finally she turned, hugged him and continued kissing. She was taller, and I could see his cock nested into her thighs.
Obviously, it was a torrid scene, so Zack and I stopped making out and simply stayed there, cuddling and watching. She brought her thin, long hand down and grabbed his cock, feeling his thickness and hardness, pressing it against her pussy while he fondled her buttocks. She moaned when she held his cock, but kept her eyes shut. Finally, she turned off the shower, knelt down, and started giving him head. She was no longer the elegant lady, but a woman in heat. When Ricky said he wanted to lick her pussy, she said: “No, not now, I need that thick cock of yours in my pussy, come here.”
She took his hand and pulled him to a side table, leaned over, and offered her back to him. “Fuck me, Ricky, I need it badly!” She spread her legs, raised her ass and Ricky – now an expert with our practicing sessions – aimed his cock and started penetrating her pussy. She moaned with pleasure, and asked him to slow down, while his dick stretched her tight pussy.
When Zack and I saw that, we needed to fuck too. I positioned myself in doggy style and I was so wet he was inside me in a single push, and started pumping.
Karen came soon, moaning loud, but Ricky was doing a good job and kept pushing his cock inside holding her hips. Zack and I were too aroused, the boy seeing his mom being fucked and me watching my son banging another woman, and soon we came together, a delightful orgasm.
Ricky looked at us when we yelled we were coming, and it was his time. He grabbed one boob, put one hand at the front, probably feeling the fur, and increased his thrusts. Soon, his ass muscles strengthened and he started coming too. Karen, stimulated by his movements, started to yell: “Fuck me hard, dear, blast my pussy with this big cock, go, stronger, go, I am almost there, almost… yeeeeeaaaaaa….” and she orgasmed again, this time a long one as her moans and body shakes indicated. I had never seen a woman coming that long, as she kept coming and coming while he kept his semi-hard cock inside her with slow movements for a long time. Then, she walked to another lounger and collapsed, eyes shut, legs opened showing her red swollen pussy lips now barely covered by her pubic hair, and my son’s sperm flowing out.
We rested a while and we all ran to the pool and skin dipped, and continued making out in the water. It was an unforgettable Sunday.
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The Wolf Next Door Chapter 8
The girl next door is a werewolf and turns the 18-year old spying on her.
The Love Shared (Part 7)
Doc continues his love affair with his Mother and Sister, while also trying his best to help Faye
The Love Shared
I started writing this a while ago and have since gone back to it. I know that some people are waiting for me to continue other stories, but in order to do so I need to get this one out of my system, so I hope those of you will forgive me.
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My Uncle’s New Wife; Part 2 The First Wife
My Uncle’s New Wife; Part 2 The First Wife
On hearing Ashley’s voice we both began to scramble. My pants were lying on the floor next to me so I quickly grabbed them and slipped them on covering my half hard cock. Aunt Laura motioned for me to intercept my cousin before she could reach the kitchen. Stepping into my slippers I hurried out of the kitchen and almost collided with my pretty little cousin.
“Ashley” I said “Uncle John didn’t say you were coming today. Glad to see you.”
“Hi Jim, my father told me you were going to be staying here for a couple of weeks. I came over to get some tanning in. It’s so nice here and if it gets too hot I can just jump in the pool and cool off. Is Laura around?” she asked quizzically.
“She’s around somewhere because she made breakfast a little while ago. Not sure where she got to.”
“That’s okay, I’m sure I’ll see her. Well let me go up to my room and change. Are you going to come by the pool and hang?”
“I guess so” I answered her.
Ashley gave me a quick hug then headed toward the stairs. When she disappeared upstairs Aunt Laura crept from the kitchen wearing a robe over her recently sexed body. She gave me a wet kiss and groped my package before whispering in my ear.
“That was a close call, good work Jim. I’m going to take a shower then I guess I’ll head to the pool. Ashley and I have bonded together tanning this year.”
My eyes watched her robe covered ass sway as she walked away from me making my cock twitch again. Returning to the kitchen I poured myself another cup of coffee. In a few minutes Ashley came in on her way to the backyard. She had on a tiny neon pink bikini which showed off her developing curves to great advantage. I looked down at my coffee to prevent myself from ogling my cousin. Due to this mornings events I was in a sexually charged state of mind and I didn’t wish to act stupid.
“There’s a little coffee left if you want Ash” I told her.
“Uhhg, I don’t want hot coffee when I’m going to sit in the sun. Hurry up and get going” she said as she headed to the sliding doors.
Glancing from the corner of my eye I noticed that Ashley had on a thong bottom and that her ass was outstanding. Quickly I looked away feeling guilty. Not only had I just lost my virginity to my uncle’s wife earlier today, now I was checking out his daughter’s, my cousin’s, hot ass. I was so wrapped up in my thoughts that I didn’t hear Aunt Laura come in. It wasn’t until her hand brushed against my shoulder that I looked up into her big brown eyes.
“Thinking about me Jim” she said while leaning over my back and running her hand on my chest. My body responded instantly to her touch and I felt my erection swelling again.
“You’re driving me crazy Aunt Laura” I said which was true as far as it went. “But shouldn’t we be careful with Ashley here?”
“Spoilsport” she answered “but I suppose you’re right. See you shortly.”
Aunt Laura’s hand touched my cheek as she too headed for the backyard. She was wearing the cobalt blue suit she had on the evening I arrived. This should be fun I thought to myself. My cousin and my Aunt wearing next to nothing while I hung out with them. Add to the mix what me and Aunt Laura had been up to and it was a recipe for torture of me. After changing to my swim trunks I went out to the patio to join them. They were very cozy lounging on adjacent chaise recliners and laughing and talking. Ashley motioned for me to join them while Aunt Laura played it cool behind her large sunglasses.
Ignoring Ashley’s invitation I instead dove into the pool. The water was nice and warm as I swam a number of laps. Finally tiring of that I emerged dripping from the pool at which point I was hit by a towel Aunt Laura playfully threw at me. Drying myself off I sat on the chaise next to her and stretched out. I couldn’t help but notice that Ashley had looked at me with a puzzled expression. After a few minutes Aunt Laura stood and announced she was going to make a pitcher of iced tea and did we want some to which we both replied in the affirmative. As soon as she went in my cousin moved and sat in the lounger next to me.
“My God Jim, I hadn’t noticed earlier but what happened to you?”
“What are you talking about Ash?” I answered.
“Your back, you have so many scratches on it one would think an animal attacked you. Although I would guess in a sense that’s true.”
“I don’t know, maybe it happened at work” I said vaguely. I didn’t like lying to her but I certainly couldn’t tell her who marked me….
“Yeah right cousin. I might be a year younger than you but I didn’t just get off the boat. I know what fingernail marks look like and you have a giant case of that. But I have my sources and I’ll find out.”
I didn’t answer her and when Aunt Laura came out with iced tea and glasses Ashley returned to her seat. She served us all and sat down again. After this Ashley was quiet but I noticed she was playing with her phone a lot. A couple of hours later we all went in for lunch. While we were sitting there eating Ashley surprised me with a question.
“So Jim I heard you met Stacy the other night. Is that true?”
The question caught me by surprise and I also noticed that Aunt Laura’s ears perked up as well. Taking a deep breath first I arranged my thoughts before answering.
“Yeah I met some girl named Stacy the other night when I was hanging out with my friends. She seemed cool but she was going to some party. How do you know her and about this?”
During my answer I noticed Aunt Laura was gripping her glass so tight her knuckles turned white but fortunately Ashley was too busy watching me to notice her reaction.
“I told you I have my sources” she said with a smug smile “I’m friends with Kayla one of the girls she was with. I heard she was very impressed with you and is eagerly awaiting your call. You are going to call her?”
“I don’t know” I answered helplessly. I felt both their eyes watching me with much different expectations. After lunch when they went back to the pool I went upstairs instead and took a nap. The earlier activities had done a lot to wear me out and lying in the sun always made me sleepy. When I awoke it was early evening so I dressed and went downstairs.
My uncle had arrived a little while before and he was about to drive Ashley home. He greeted me and she came up to me and gave me a hug and said goodbye.
“Don’t worry cousin, I’ll be back tomorrow and I’ll be staying the weekend so you won’t miss me for too long.” Then in a lower voice she said “Don’t forget to call Stacy” before bouncing out the door.
The door had barely closed before Aunt Laura came right up to me and started to kiss me passionately. Then right before ending the kiss she bit my lip and stepped back with her eyes blazing with an inner fire.
“And who is this Stacy tramp?” she demanded to know.
“Like I said just a girl I met the other night. I really don’t know her Aunt Laura.”
That seemed to placate her a bit and the next thing I knew she had crouched in front of me and was rubbing my crotch with one hand while the other was unfastening my pants. With a triumphant squeal she succeeded in pulling them down and freeing my semi-erect cock. She placed her face right next to it and began to lick along the side of it. Aunt Laura ran her tongue from the base up to the mushroom head before opening her lips and welcoming it into her mouth.
The feeling was wonderful and I couldn’t help reaching down and gently running my fingers through her silky hair. She looked up at me while continuing to suck on my head and the top of my shaft. Aunt Laura was now wearing an aqua tank top with no bra and a multi-colored gauzy summery skirt and I noticed her hand which wasn’t holding my shaft was busy rubbing between her thighs. That made me so horny I pulled her to her feet and kissed her deeply. After breaking the kiss I pushed her so that she was bent over the table behind the couch and I raised her skirt above her waist. It came as no surprise that she wasn’t wearing panties.
“Yes that’s it Jim, bend me over and fuck me. Fill me with your cock baby. You know your Aunt Laura wants it bad.”
I wasted no time with niceties. As soon as my head was at her wet, puffy lips I drove it home all the way. She shuddered and gasped as I reached the back of her tunnel. Pulling everything but my head out I slammed it back again. One hand grabbed her tiny waist while my other worked under her shirt until I was pinching her hard nipple. In and out I pounded her as hard as I could forcing deep moans from her throat.
As I continued pumping my Aunt’s sweet snatch I noticed that the only thing keeping her on her feet was the table she was leaning on combined with my body forcing her further on top of it. Reluctantly I pulled out of her and helped her to in front of the sofa where I lowered my Aunt to the floor on her knees and pushed her torso onto the couch. Crouching down I again drove as much of my length as she could take into her.
Supporting my weight on the sofa I began rapid thrusting her sweetness again. The sound of my thighs slapping into Aunt Laura’s flanks filled the room along with her moans. She reached between her legs and started rubbing her clit in time with our fucking. It wasn’t long before she let out a wail and her whole body stiffened. Pausing what I was doing I leaned in and managed to kiss her red lips as she came down from her high.
“Come on Jim, fuck me. Your Uncle will be back soon and I want to feel you cum in me again.”
Aunt Laura’s words spurred me onward. I now held firmly to her hips with both hands and moved as fast as I could. She then reached between our legs and cupped my balls with her soft hand. That caused me to redouble my efforts and with a strangled cry I discharged my semen into her yet again.
My cock was still seeping when I pulled it from her. Aunt Laura wasted no time in twisting to where she could get her mouth to it where she licked it clean driving me insane from the feeling on my sensitive member. When it was clean she helped me get my pants up and she tucked it in for me.
“I have to clean myself before John gets back” she said smiling “it wouldn’t be smart to leave it.”
“Well Aunt Laura I’m going out to meet my friends” I replied to her.
“So it’s just cum and run with me?”
“It’s not that but I don’t think I can face Uncle John right now with what we’ve been doing” I truthfully replied feeling a bit guilty now.
“Don’t worry about it Jim. Besides I don’t think you’ll be looking for some tramp now. Have fun.”
She kissed me and headed to the downstairs bathroom as I left. Though I did feel bad about my uncle I also knew there was no way I could say no to Aunt Laura’s charms. There was a party at a kid’s house in my neighborhood so I hung there for awhile until my friend told me Stacy was also there. So I went over and said hello to her and her friend. After a minute her friend Alyssa made herself scarce so we could spend some time alone.
We talked and she seemed like a real cool girl and I wound up asking her out on Sunday night and she accepted. Before she left I could read the signals she was sending me and I kissed her. Her face was turned up to me and her bottom lip was quivering as I leaned in and our mouths met. Stacy tasted like strawberries (in fact she had been chewing strawberry gum) and the kiss was as sweet as one. Afterwards she smiled shyly and looked at the ground. The rest of the night I was flying high as a kite. It wasn’t until I entered the front door that I thought about the possible complications.
The next morning I had work so I left early in the morning and didn’t get back until mid afternoon. As I was arriving a car pulled into the driveway and parked. My cousin Ashley bounded out of it carrying a bag with her. Then the driver emerged, it was Aunt Debbie, my uncle’s first wife who I hadn’t seen in a couple of years since the divorce. She hadn’t changed much in that time. Aunt Debbie was fairly tall for a woman, around 5’8” with long black, curly hair. She could never have been described as waiflike, she wasn’t fat but she had plenty of curves.
“Jim how are you? Ash was right – you are all grown up now” she said to me as a way of greeting.
“Hey Aunt Debbie long time, no see” I answered her.
“Come on and give me a hug, you’re not too old for that. Damn I remember baby sitting you when you were just out of diapers.”
Aunt Debbie had always been good in my book and I had been sad when they divorced. We embraced and it really felt nice being so close to her. Her hair smelled nice and her skin was soft and warm and truth be told her large breasts felt great pushed against my body. When we broke the hug she stepped back and I swear she checked me out, giving me the once over. Ashley came around and gave her mother a hug goodbye. Right before Aunt Debbie got in the car she paused and turned to me.
“I know it’s asking a lot from you since I see you’re just getting back from work but do you think you could do me a favor. John Jr. was supposed to but he went to stay at a friends this weekend. It won’t take long and I’ll drive you and pay you for it” she said in a pleading tone.
“Uh sure Aunt Debbie, no problem” I replied.
“Ashley just let everyone know that I’m borrowing your cousin but I’ll have him back soon, ok.”
“No problem Mom, see you Jim.”
I got in the passenger door and Aunt Debbie took off. To be honest I hadn’t ridden with her for awhile and I had forgotten how she drove a little like a maniac. She would honk or tailgate if she thought you weren’t moving fast enough and even flipped the bird at some little old lady who was traveling very slow. We arrived at her house in record time where I followed her to the front door. In spite of what had been happening, or maybe because of it, I found myself watching her big, round ass that was squeezed into a pair of denim shorts as we walked. We entered the house and she led me up to the attic where there were four large, plastic storage bins.
“They have a lot of my summer clothes in them and your cousin has been promising to bring them down but he still hasn’t and every time I need to get something I come up and take it out. So please if you don’t mind can you bring them down to my room” she said almost apologetically.
“Sure thing Aunt Debbie” I answered.
Lifting the first bin I wondered how lazy my cousin had become. It wasn’t that heavy and he was certainly strong enough to do this. She followed me down and directed me to put it down near the footboard of her bed. As I headed up for the next one Aunt Debbie started to open it and go through the clothing. In rapid succession I brought down the other bins. When I brought the final bin into her room Aunt Debbie was bent at the waist with her big ass in the air as she searched for something. With a triumphant cry she straightened up while clutching something in her hand.
“Found it” she exclaimed holding a bikini top against her t-shirt covered chest “now I wonder if it still fits.”
Turning her back to me she pulled her shirt over her head and dropped it on the bed showing me her naked back. There was an immediate rushing of blood to my groin as I caught a side glimpse of her large full breast. Turning she just held the scraps to herself making no effort to fasten it.
“How does it look Jim?” she asked in a throaty whisper.
“It looks good Aunt Debbie but I don’t know about this…” I began when she silenced me by stepping right up to me and dropping then top on her bed revealing her large natural breasts in all their glory. They sagged a little but they were round and beautiful with brown areolas and nipples which were already erect. When her hand grabbed my cock through my pants I groaned with desire.
“What do you have for your Aunt, Jim? A nice big hard cock it feels like to me.”
I pulled her to me and crushed her lips to mine. Her hands were frantically working on unfastening my pants. My hand reached down and assisted her and as soon as she freed my erection she sank down my body, her heavy breasts rubbing the length of my torso on her trip down. Aunt Debbie positioned them on either side of my cock almost making it disappear.
“Come on Jim, fuck my big tits, you know you want to” she encouraged me.
Not that I needed much of that to spur me on. Seizing her shoulders in my hand I started to thrust my hips driving my prick between her mammary flesh. She pushed them together more, creating extra friction for me. Between our movements and the heat of the day we were now bathed in sweat and I slipped easily against her hot skin. Groans were escaping my lips on a more frequent basis when Aunt Debbie abruptly stopped what she was doing and stood. She lifted my shirt up over my head and dropped it before pushing me back onto the bed.
Bending at the waist Aunt Debbie took the head of my cock into her mouth and ran her tongue around it. Looking me straight in my eyes she started to work it to the back of her mouth coating it with saliva. Up and down she worked my shaft taking me to the depths of her mouth until for the first time in my young life she managed to get it down her throat. I gasped as she continued down until her lips brushed against my wiry pubic hair. Aunt Debbie paused momentarily before reversing the process and completely pulling her mouth from my dick.
Smiling broadly at me she asked “How did you like that Jim?”
“Oh my God Aunt Deb, that was awesome. No one ever did that to me before.”
“Well I am an expert at cocksucking and deep throating. It’s the reason your Uncle divorced me, well because I was doing it to others besides him, I guess” she said with a laugh.
That was news to me, no one in the family ever knew why they divorced. They had both remained tight lipped about the reasons. Aunt Debbie now began to remove her shorts and panties, rolling them past her ample hips and down her thick legs. I sat up long enough to kick my sneakers off and push my pants to the floor. Now nude Aunt Debbie crawled onto the bed and positioned herself with her legs straddling my head.
First she lowered her musky cunt to my eager mouth before leaning down and licking my cock like a popsicle. For my part I grabbed hold of her round posterior and began to lick at her purplish lips. She reacted instantly to this by pressing her mound into my face. Her hand raised up my shaft and she again took it into her mouth. This was my first sixty nine and I was loving it. My tongue lashed away at her lips funneling her womanly juices onto my tongue and chin.
Every now and then I would be forced to pause as my senses were reeling from her expert oral talents but I would quickly resume my own efforts. Aunt Debbie had slightly shifted her body so her mouth could reach my ball sac and swallow one into her hot mouth. That allowed me to raise my head a few inches off the bed. When this happened my nose slid inside the entrance to her wet hole and my tongue began to play with her swollen clit.
Aunt Debbie seemed to greatly enjoy this as she pulled her mouth from my balls although she kept a tight grip with her hand on my shaft and stroked it. Her pelvis rocked back and forth on my face with my nose being swallowed inside her hungry pussy. My tongue continued flicking her clit and her body started to tremble. When I sucked it between my lips she screamed out “I’m cumming Jim” and I felt my nose flooded with her orgasmic nectar. Her body collapsed onto mine but though the speed was greatly reduced she managed to still slowly stroke me.
After a minute spent recovering Aunt Debbie managed to disentangle her limbs from mine. She repositioned herself so that she was straddling my torso but facing me. Leaning down we eagerly kissed as I slid my pussy juice coated tongue into her mouth. Our tongues danced with each other as Aunt Debbie ground her wet pussy against my pelvic bone. Then she reached back and grabbed my cock and guided it to her sopping pussy and sank down on it.
When my thick meat penetrated between her lips her breath was forced into my mouth. Waiting a minute to adjust to her pussy being filled Aunt Debbie looked me in the eye with a lust crazed expression. Slowly and inexorably her vagina swallowed more of my manroot until she couldn’t take anymore. With me pressing against her cervix she then reversed course and slid up my pole until only the head remained inside her.
Aunt Debbie built up a good rhythm working herself up and down me until I grabbed her big ass with both hands and rapidly pumped into her. The sound of my flesh slapping against hers mingled with our moans and groans of pleasure while the room smelled like raw sex. Her face was buried against my neck as I increased my tempo to a breakneck pace. With almost no warning my balls sent the fluid up my shaft and I irrigated Aunt Debbie’s fertile valley in waves of creamy jism.
Though I had just cum what felt like buckets Aunt Debbie wasn’t satisfied with this but again began to move on top of me not allowing my erection to subside. I recuperated as she continued to ride my cock, bouncing like crazy, her mane of black hair flying wildly about her pretty face. When I felt recovered enough I slapped her ass and suggested a course of action.
“Aunt Debbie why don’t you move your big ass to the edge of the bed so I can do you doggy style.”
Her eyes lit up and she couldn’t move fast enough. Within a minute she was on her knees with her full moon stuck up in the air and her face on its side pressed to the mattress along with her big breasts and arms. As I stood behind her I stroked my cock and drank in the view of my Aunt who I had known all my life just waiting for me to again slip inside her hot pussy and fuck her some more.
“Jim I’m waiting for you. I need you in me please” she pleaded.
First I slapped each cheek and watched it jiggle before driving myself deep in her. She let out a plaintive cry as I sank into her wet folds. Aunt Debbie eagerly met my thrusts by pushing her ass back at me as we built a slow steady rhythm. One of her hands crept between her legs and massaged her button pushing her higher. The more excited she became the louder she became. Her moans morphed into dirty talk.
“That’s it Jim, give it to your Aunt good and hard. Fill me up with your big fuckstick. Oh yeah fuck me in my slutty hole baby.”
Somehow her words spurred me on and turned me on as much as our actions. Something about this woman who had taken care of me when I was a kid saying such filthy things as I pounded her turned me on insanely. I pulled her head up by her hair as my speed increased until I was thrusting wildly.
“Aunt Debbie you slut. I’m getting ready to cum again and when I do I’m going to cum in your dirty mouth and you’ll drink it all down you whore.”
She moaned then said “Yes Jim, cum in my dirty mouth, give me all your cum and I’ll swallow it down.”
That was it, I lost it then. Pulling out I yanked her head to me but before she could take it between her lips the first shot went off hitting her in her eye and nose. Aunt Debbie managed to get it in her mouth as I came with great force sending thick globs of sperm to the back of her mouth. When I had nothing more to feed her Aunt Debbie released my cock from her mouth and smiled as I watched her throat contract as she swallowed. She opened her mouth to show me it was all gone.
When I stroked her cheek she started to suck on my fingers. Aunt Debbie was an insatiable slut, that was for sure. Twenty minutes later after a fast shower we were in her car approaching my Uncle’s house. She parked around the corner from the house and looked at me with her flashing black eyes.
“If I had known what a stud you were I would have done that a lot sooner Jim. I’m going to give you my cell number and any time you want, and I do mean any time day or night, you want to do this again you call me. If the kids are home I’ll meet you in the car. You understand honey?”
I just nodded at her. We shared a tender kiss then I got out and headed back to Uncle John’s house. That night Uncle John, Aunt Laura, Ashley and I had pizza for dinner then we all watched a movie together. For some reason I felt uncomfortable as both Aunt Laura and Ashley were giving me strange looks or staring at me. As soon as the movie was finished I excused myself and went up to my room. The computer gave me some diversion as I hadn’t checked my e-mails all week and after that I messed around a little.
When I went to bed it took me some time to fall asleep as I felt restless but eventually I succeeded. The glare from the streetlight filtered into the room illuminating the figure standing next to the bed when I opened my eyes. Aunt Laura stood beside me and when she saw I was awake she lifted the t-shirt she was wearing revealing her slim naked body.
She climbed next to me and immediately pulled my boxers down to get at what she wanted. Her mouth took me in as her tongue licked at the underside of my cock. I was as hard as a rock in no time and Aunt Laura wasted little time in straddling my body and kissing me. Her lips tasted like the wine she had been drinking last night and she still seemed a little tipsy.
“That’s my sweet little, wait I mean my sweet big nephew. He’s going to make me happy” she whispered giggling in my ear “I can’t let you kiss me down there though, your Uncle wanted some tonight and I couldn’t say no but all he did was get me horny for you.”
She slurred her words a little but her body was working fine. Her body slid into position and she guided my hard-on into her waiting pussy. She was already well lubricated and I sank in halfway immediately. Aunt Laura put her hand over her mouth to stifle any noise she might make as she worked herself down my shaft. When she took me as deep as she could she leaned in and kissed me again.
“We have to do it in this position so we won’t make too much noise” she again whispered “if you’re on top I can’t control my moaning.”
My hands cupped her taut ass cheeks while Aunt Laura began to ride me. More often than not her hand was pressed firmly to her lips to stifle her cries. When my mouth clamped on her small, round breast and I thrust up from underneath her she actually bit her hand and collapsed on top of me, her body shuddering from the violence of her orgasm. The contractions her muscles exerted on my cock was too much for me to take and as I sucked on her pink nipple I felt my orgasm wash over me. Again and again I spurted deep inside her bathing her pussy with my juice. We lay unmoving like that for some time until some vestige of reason reasserted itself in Aunt Laura’s brain. Her body reluctantly climbed off mine and I felt my cum seeping out her.
She grabbed some tissues and pressed them against her lips to stem the flow. Aunt Laura kissed me again and smiled as she picked up her shirt. She put it on and waved to me at the door right before she slipped out. Though my body craved more sleep before I drifted off I thought I heard noises close by. Then came blackness.
The next thing I knew was the feeling of another body getting on the bed next to me. It had to be morning as I could hear the sounds of birds chirping beyond the window. I felt a hand rubbing against my dick and when I opened my eyes I received the shock of my life. Sitting next to me on the bed was my cousin Ashley. When she saw me open my eyes she placed a finger to her lips telling me to be silent.
The End of Part Two
Coming soon (hopefully) My Uncle’s New Wife; Part 3 Cousin Ashley Takes Charge
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The Visit-Part Two
Pure Fiction
Well, That Backfired 2
This is the second part of my series “Well, That Backfired.” In the first part, Eleanor O’Reilly convinces Tom Baker to act on his desires for his sister, Laurie Baker. After some coercion, a little rape, and a bit of mental games, Laurie falls in love with Tom. At the end of the chapter, Laurie and Tom’s Mom (named Sierra), catches the three of them. CAPITAL NAMES mean the story is being told from that character’s perspective. Please leave comments! I always like to hear what people think.
A Not-So-Simple Life: Part 4
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Young widowed school marm Livvy gets snowed into her one room school house with a young man and set of siblings. They’re going to have to huddle to keep warm – and the boys refuse to huddle with each other. As everybody knows, friction makes heat and things heat up nicely!
The Tutor’s Blues
The Tutor’s Blues
by Lubrican
If you were to ask me who my favorite teacher was I’d have to say it was Mrs. Hargraves. That’s because she was the one who asked me to tutor Lori Hutchinson in Algebra.
I was a senior and a geek. I wasn’t a jock, nor was I popular. I wasn’t particularly good looking and I hadn’t dated more than once or twice my whole high school career.
That’s because those dates were nightmares. I didn’t know what to say, or where to go or what to do. I actually had one girl tell me she was bored and wanted to go home.
So I hit the books instead and got straight A’s. Mrs. Hargraves used me in her class as a student aide, which was fine because that set me apart from the rest of the students. I got along fine with them in that role, but, leave the room or go to another class with them, and I was lost.
So one day Mrs. Hargraves said “Mark, would you be interested in making a few bucks as a math tutor?” I said “sure,” and the first student she set me up with was Lori.
I was immediately terrified.
Lori was a junior, and she was everything I was not. She was drop dead gorgeous, with honey blond hair she often wore in a pony tail. I fantasized about her breasts regularly, and dreamed about going to the pool and seeing her in a bikini. She had blue eyes and was popular with a capital P. Strangely, I usually saw her with a gaggle of other cute girls, and did not remember seeing her hanging onto a guy, like many of the other girls I also fantasized about. I found out why later.
Every guy in school was aiming for her, and I knew I was the last guy in school she would ever even look at.
Our first meeting was horrible. We met in the library after school one day. I was tongue tied, and couldn’t look at her without blushing and stammering. I had been thinking some pretty sexy things about her and I just knew that if I looked her in the eye she would know and be grossed out.
“So you’re going to teach me about Algebra?” she said in the most beautiful voice I had ever heard.
“Uhh, yeah,” I responded lamely.
“Well you have your work cut out for you, ’cause I suck at math,” she said matter-of-factly.
I blushed. She said “suck” and I immediately thought of what kind of sucking I wished she would do to me.
“So…when do we start?” she asked.
I snuck a glance. She was looking at me with a funny look on her face. I looked away immediately.
“Well … Uh … I need to … ummm … find out … uh … what you know.” Great! I sounded like some kind of dufus.
“OK, shoot,” she said. She talked to me like I was a normal person. How could this be?
So I began asking her questions and giving her problems to do. I got interested immediately, because it soon became clear that she was smart, but had had poor instruction in the past. Or maybe she hadn’t paid attention or something. She knew about half of the things she needed to know to get anywhere. In the process of doing this I quit stuttering. Now we were on my turf, and I felt more confident when we were talking math.
Over the next month or so I met with her every other day. I began explaining to her what she had missed along the way, inserting formulae corrections into her work and teaching her things she had apparently never heard. I loved these sessions, because she had her attention on the paper in front of her, which allowed me to look at her.
And man did I look.
She was a knockout. She wore nice clothes all the time, and sometimes I swear she wasn’t wearing a bra. I saw points on the tips of her breasts and I made myself believe they were her nipples. I stared at her lips too. They were full and a little pouty most of the time. But when she “got it” she smiled and her whole face lit up. I spent major amounts of our time together with a rock hard dick, and couldn’t stand up to talk to her at all. So I sat across from her most of the time.
One Monday, after our session was done, Lori said “Mark, I have a tennis lesson Wednesday. Could we meet a little later than usual?”
“Uh, sure … I guess so.” I always stuttered when we weren’t talking about math. “But I … um think the school will be … um closed by then.”
“Oh,” she said brightly. “That’s OK, you can just come over to my house and we’ll do it there.”
She said “Do it there,” and my prick sprang to attention. I flushed red. I also knew I’d have a new fantasy to beat off to that night.
“Um … OK … sure,” I managed to stammer out.
So the following Wednesday found me at her house. Her parents were rich. It was a NICE house.
A MAID let me in for pity’s sake. I was taken to the back of the house where there was a private library. After I picked up my jaw off the floor I settled in, examining the books on the shelves, most of which were classics and which I had read. There was a roll top desk along one wall, and a couch along another, with several chairs scattered around. I heard the door open and turned around.
Lori was wearing white, of course, a very short skirt with a loose top. She was a little damp with sweat and was breathing hard. Those breasts of hers were repeatedly poking out toward me as she tried to catch her breath.
“Sorry I’m late,” she huffed. “Charles worked me hard and I wanted to get my net game up to par.”
I just stood there. She was so beautiful I just hurt all over. There was this long pause and I snuck a look at her. She was staring right at me, and she had that funny look on her face again – kind of a puzzled look.
She finally broke the silence “Are you OK?”
“Uh … sure … ummm … let’s get started.” I wanted to crawl in a crack and never come out.
“Well, there’s no table in here, but I can use the desk,” she chirped.
So there I was, standing behind her, leaning over her shoulder as she worked on the stuff we were covering, and her loose top was hanging open, and she was braless.
They were the most beautiful things I had ever seen. Her breasts were milky white, and at the tips there were light pink areolas. Her nipples were a little bit darker, and they stuck out about half an inch.
I stared and stared.
I have no idea what I was saying to her, but it must have made sense to her because she was working a problem and making corrections based on whatever I was saying. I must have been on autopilot, because I was NOT thinking about math.
I actually drooled on the desk. I realized it was going to happen, but couldn’t do anything about it.
So my spittle hit the desk, and she looked up.
It was obvious where I was looking, and that I had been looking for a while, and that I had drooled on the desk while looking there.
I was mortified. Her hand slapped up off the desk and pushed her shirt against her breasts.
I stumbled backward, and promptly tripped over the edge of a rug. As I fell backward I remembered seeing a chair back there somewhere, and then my head hit something really hard and everything went black.
Imagine this scene: This guy (creep?) who you just caught staring down your top has fallen down and cracked his head on a chair. He appears to be unconscious and is flat on his back. He’s as limp as a noodle. Well almost. There is ONE part of him that is not limp. It is making a tent in the front of his pants. A rather large tent, now that you think about it. But then you realize he could be really hurt, and you ignore the bulge and look to see if he’s bleeding on the rather expensive Persian carpet.
I found out later that’s sort of what happened, but I’m getting ahead of myself.
I came to with a cold cloth across my eyes. It all came back in a rush. I willed myself to just die right then and there, but of course that didn’t work. Finally I lifted my head, but only a little, because I had what felt like the mother of all hangovers, and I hadn’t had a drop to drink.
“Ungggggg,” I moaned.
“Don’t move … don’t get up yet,” came a female voice. The wet cloth was removed and I saw the maid who had let me in. Well, at least I didn’t have to face Lori.
“I think I’m OK,” I said. “My head’s a little sore, but I think I’m OK.” I just wanted to leave. And then maybe move to Montana.
“You just lay right there,” said the maid. “Miss Lori told me to keep you right here until she gets back.” I figured Lori had gone for a gun or something. I tried to get up, but the maid held me down.
“I have to get out of here,” I said a little hoarsely. “I have to go home.”
A new voice broke in … the voice I loved, but really didn’t want to hear at this particular point in time. “You just lie right there, you silly,” said Lori. I looked up and saw her. She was even beautiful upside down. She knelt down and leaned over to start bandaging up my head.
“You cut your head when you fell,” she said as she wrapped gauze around my head.
I wasn’t listening, because she was still in that loose shirt and when she bent over I could see right up into it. I just stared. Maybe my eyes glazed over … I don’t know. Anyway, pretty soon I looked at her face and she was watching my eyes. She knew I was looking again.
“You’re incorrigible, you know,” she said with a straight face.
“Oh gosh Lori … I’m sorry … I didn’t mean to … I mean I …” I just sort of trailed off to nothing.
She came around and sat me up. “Thank you Louise, you can go now,” Lori said to the maid. I was blushing again, and that made my head hurt. I put a hand up to touch the place I had banged up and kind of groaned. Lori leaned forward and grabbed my arm. She had a worried look on her face. “Mark, are you OK? Do I need to call an ambulance?”
“No, I’m OK … just ashamed is all … but OK. I’d better leave,” I said.
“Don’t be silly,” said Lori, her face about eight inches from mine. “You’re not going anywhere until I’m sure you didn’t really hurt yourself.”
“OK, thanks,” I said. “And I’m really sorry.”
“For what?” said Lori “You didn’t hurt the chair … OH, I see, you mean you’re sorry for staring at my breasts.”
There it was. It was out. I was officially a pervert. My life was over. She’d tell the guys at school and, one by one, they’d make me pay.
“You are the silliest boy I think I’ve ever met,” she said. I stared up at her. “All the boys try to look at my breasts. Why would you be any different from them?”
I hadn’t thought of it quite that way. But I knew she was right – about all the boys trying I mean.
She went on. “Of course you are different in one way. You are the first boy who has ever seen my breasts bare.”
SPROING!!!
Yeah, just like that, my little buddy jumped right to attention. I tried to sit up, because I knew it was trying to poke a hole in the front of my pants. Her hand went to my chest to hold me down.
“You just lay there,” she warned me. Then she must have seen the tent that was now the front of my pants. “Oh…I see.” Her face came back over mine, about 8 inches again. “Am I responsible for that?” Her eyes darted toward my crotch.
Now I have to tell you, shy or not, there comes a time when somebody asks you the stupidest question you ever heard, and you just can’t take it anymore.
In those situations you either laugh or hit somebody. I laughed. I laughed so hard my head hurt and I started crying. I was laughing and crying at the same time and holding my head and rolling around on the floor.
I thought I might actually die.
I felt her hands trying to grab my shoulders and she was saying something like “Mark! What’s wrong? Mark, what can I do to help?” and the next thing I knew she was hugging me. Well hug is probably not the right word. The bard would say “She clasped his head to her bosom”.
The important point here is that I found my face cradled right between those two fantastic breasts I had only recently been staring at. Her hand was caressing my hair and she was rocking back and forth. Now this had the effect of rubbing my face into her breasts. I felt those two hard nipples rubbing across my cheeks and I just melted. I burrowed my face into her breasts.
I think I went “MMMMMMMmmmmmm.”
Lori stiffened and stopped. Then, after a minute, she continued to rock and I continued to “MMMmmmmmmm.”
Maybe ten minutes went by and finally I pulled away from her. “Sorry,” I mumbled.
“There you go again,” she said sharply. “Let me tell you something Mister. If I was mad at you, or I wanted an apology for something … you’d know it.”
“Take it easy,” I said back. “I was just trying to be polite,” I went on. “And I took advantage of you and I just wanted to apologize.”
She stared at me. There was that funny look again. Then she said something I’ll always remember. “You have nothing to apologize for. You are the nicest guy I have ever met, and you can stare all you want.”
I had only thought I was stiff. Now I was ROCK hard.
She went on. “And you don’t have to apologize for THAT either.” She pointed a manicured finger at my straining bulge. “In fact, I take it as a compliment.”
I grinned weakly. “Maybe it was actually you who fell and hit your head.”
She laughed. “Mark, every guy I have ever been around has tried to get in my panties. They browbeat me, use guilt trips on me, try to get me drunk – anything. THEY try to take advantage of me. You never have. You have treated me with respect and that makes me feel all funny inside.”
And then she leaned over and kissed me. Those pouty soft lips closed over mine and she kissed me – hard. We broke apart to gasp for air.
Now she was blushing. “Oh my…I liked that,” she panted. “I mean I REALLY liked that.”
And then she kissed me again. This time she poked the tip of her tongue between my lips. Instinctively I tongued her back and we just melted into each other’s arms. Ten minutes later she pulled back.
“Mark…you have to go.”
I nodded dumbly. “OK.”
She laughed again. “No, really, you have to go, ’cause I don’t think I can control myself very much longer if you stay here.”
I nodded dumbly again. “OK.”
She pulled me up, laughing all the time, and pushed me through the house to the front door.
“I know our next … session … isn’t supposed to be until Friday. But I have to go out of town with my parents. So it will have to be Monday. OK?” I didn’t say anything. “I mean we could meet tomorrow, but I don’t think that’s a good idea right now,” she said, still panting a little. “So Monday, OK? Here…not at school.”
I was heavily into nodding dumbly that day. “OK.”
I don’t remember going home. I don’t remember eating anything, or changing clothes or getting ready for bed. I DO remember beating off that night. I shot at least four feet. OK, OK, I know nobody can shoot 4 feet and live to tell about it, but it was one of the hardest orgasms of my short life. When I got up the next morning I thought it was all a dream.
The next day I saw Lori in the halls with that gaggle of girls she was always hanging around with.
“Hi Mark!” she called out. All the girls tittered. Several guys looked at me with very puzzled looks on their faces. I spent the rest of the day hard and whacked off as soon as I got home from school.
Friday night came, and instead of tutoring Lori I stayed home and read “The White Dragon” by Anne McCaffrey. I don’t know if it’s any good or not. The furthest I got was page six. I read pages one through five about 30 times before I gave up. It was the start of the longest weekend of my life.
I almost didn’t go to her house Monday. I figured I had already reached nirvana, and there was nowhere to go but down. I expected her to yell at me, or tell me to go away or something. But she didn’t.
Instead, she came to the door herself to let me in. No maid today. She said her parents were at some ski resort for a few days, “recuperating”. She was dressed in a halter top and loose shorts, and was barefoot. The halter top was loose too, and I knew if she bent over I’d be able to see most of those beautiful breasts. She took my hand and led me to the library. Her Algebra book was on the desk. She sat down as if nothing had happened and started to work. I noticed that, the way she had set things up, I had to look over her shoulder.
Somehow I found the strength to concentrate on math, and we made good progress. She was coming along nicely and soon would not need much tutoring. I told you she was smart. I tried not to look, but I couldn’t help it. Sure enough I got an eyeful. I couldn’t see as much as the last time, and only saw a nipple once, but she obviously knew I was looking and did nothing to stop me. I got hard again, of course.
Finally she turned in the chair, her face about a foot from my rock hard cock. She looked right at it.
“Aha!” she yelled “I thought so!” She stood up and hugged me, grinding her body into mine. My arms went around her.
“Kiss me,” she demanded. I did and it was good. I could feel her breasts crushed against my chest. They felt good. I tried to keep my erection from touching her, figuring that would go too far and it would be all over. Imagine my surprise when I felt her hands on my butt, pulling my hips toward hers. She ground her pussy against my cock and went “MMMmmmmm.”
I didn’t know what to do, so I just kissed her some more. After what seemed like a week or two, we broke apart.
“Mark?” she said “Would you … Uh … would you do me a favor?”
“Uh … sure” I wasn’t quite all there. I probably would have agreed to anything.
“You remember how I told you no boy had ever seen my breasts?” Now she had my attention. “Well, that’s true. In fact no boy has seen any of me naked. And … well … I’ve never seen any of a boy naked either.” She stopped.
Now I’m not stupid. I sound stupid and I might look stupid, but I’m NOT stupid. This woman had just kissed me like a lover and ground her luscious pussy against my hard dick. It might be a dream, but I wasn’t about to try to wake up.
“So you want to see what a man looks like ‘in the flesh’ so to speak.”
“Uh … well … yeah.” Now she was the one stammering and blushing. I sort of liked this. I decided to have a little fun.
“And you figure I know some guy who would be willing to show you his manhood.” It was obvious I meant some OTHER guy, and not me.
“NO, silly,” she pouted. “I mean … well … I mean … will you show me yours?” she ended weakly.
“Lori,” I said “What are you doing? You know well and good I’d be more than happy to fool around, but I can’t help but think this is some kind of joke or something.”
“Mark, I told you,” she said. “I like you because you treat me like a lady. And I don’t believe you’ll do anything that I don’t want you to, and I feel safe with you, and you’re a good tutor, and I can’t experiment with other guys because they want to go too far, but I can trust you.”
She was serious!
“OK, but look,” I said. “You need to understand a couple of things. First off, I don’t have any experience. No girl has ever seen me naked either. Second, I don’t know how trustworthy I am. The last sixty or seventy times I have jacked off it was your picture in my mind.”
What was I saying? Was I crazy?
“Oh,” she said in a small voice. “I didn’t know that. You mean you masturbate while you’re thinking of me?” Her voice sounded strangely husky. “And when you have an orgasm you pretend you’re having it … inside me?” I noticed her hand was between her legs.
Remember the part where I told you I’m not stupid?
“Yeah, Lori,” I huffed. “I lay in bed, and I pretend I’m … inside you, and I dream about sucking your nipples and then I shoot.” I was taking a chance, but I didn’t think it was too big a chance.
“Sixty or seventy times?” She was breathing harder now, those magnificent breasts rising and falling right before my eyes.
“Well …” I said. “Probably more, but I didn’t want you to think I was some kind of sex fiend.”
“Ohhhhh,” she moaned. Her hand was definitely busy between her legs. “Would you do it for me? Here? Now?”
I about came right then and there. This was a dream I didn’t ever want to wake up from.
Lori went to the library doors and locked them. “My parents are gone to Europe and I gave Louise the day off, but I’d feel better if the doors were locked.”
I decided to stick my neck out. “Lori? I … I’ll … I’ll be happy to show you what I do, but would it be OK if … maybe … I could look at … you know … your …” I couldn’t say the word “tits”. Not to this woman.
“My body?” she asked.
Well, that wasn’t exactly what I was thinking, but it was close.
“Well, OK,” she said. “But I want to leave my panties on, OK?”
“OK,” I said dumbly (again).
She stripped down in no time. The halter came off, exposing those luscious breasts and then her shorts dropped, leaving her in high cut bikini panties that were powder blue and sheer enough I could see through them. She stood across the room. She fidgeted.
“Gosh, Lori…you’re beautiful,” I murmured.
“Of course I am … It’s your turn,” she said breathlessly.
So I skinned out of my shirt and pants. I knew this was real now, and I wasn’t nervous any more. Something about having Lori so casually strip down right in front of me convinced me that things had changed for me, and that maybe I wasn’t as much of a loser as I had thought.
I took off my skivvies and my buddy sprang out, like Clark Kent bursting out of a telephone booth with the suit on.
“Ohhh my,” said Lori, and she took a step toward me. “It’s big,” she said simply.
“Well I don’t know about that,” I said. “But it fits my hand really nice.” I jacked it slowly. I’m not circumcised, and the foreskin covered and uncovered the head as she watched. She took another step toward me. I stared at her breasts. Those perfect nipples were standing proud. They looked delicious. Her eyes were riveted on my dick. As I jacked it her hand slid toward her panties.
“Do you ever … you know?” I said as I jerked my cock toward her.
She started, glancing up at my face. Then she laughed “Well, seeing as how I’m here with you naked, I don’t suppose it would hurt to admit that I do.”
“Would you … do it with me?” I asked.
She blushed. “OK,” she said in that little voice. She slid her hand inside her panties.
“No fair,” I said quietly.
Her eyes jerked back to mine. She blushed again. She just stared at me for maybe 30 seconds. But she took her panties off. She was red as a beet, but she was brave. She dragged a chair opposite mine and sat in it, her legs together at first. I stood in front of her and closed my eyes.
“I’m imagining my favorite fantasy,” I said. “I’ve come to Lori’s house to tutor her. She’s in the pool and invites me to come in. I don’t have a suit. She says that’s OK, just skinny dip.”
I started jerking in long slow movements that fully covered and then revealed my cock head. I peeked and saw Lori, legs spread, jaw slack, fingers rubbing her pussy lips.
“I get in the water and we play tag. I catch her and as we wrestle her top falls off. I suck her nipples and she squeals.”
I heard Lori panting and peeked again. She had a finger in her pussy, plunging it in and out. I jerked harder.
“We wrestle some more and her bottoms come off – they have little bows on the sides that keep them on. She hugs me and kisses me, and my cock sticks between her legs. It’s rubbing against her pussy. Then she spreads her legs and pulls herself up by my shoulders. My cock lodges in her pussy and she slides back down. Now I’m in her, all the way in her.”
I peek and Lori has two fingers in her pussy now. She’s wet, I can see it, and I’m beginning to leak precum.
“I go deep in her. I’m starting to leak sperm, like I am right now.” I opened my eyes and looked at Lori. Her eyes were open, staring at the wet end of my dick. Her fingers didn’t pause, though and she was breathing very hard.
“I tell her I’m about to cum and then …………. I spurt.”
I timed it so that I’d start cumming at that point. I didn’t actually aim it at Lori, it’s just that she was right there in front of me and that’s where I shot.
The first stream just happened to splatter all over her breasts. She froze and looked in disbelief at the thick white fluid now dripping off one nipple.
The next spurt came and what was left of my mind said “Hey stupid, don’t squirt all over her chest again,” so I directed it downward, so as not to hit her face.
Instead I scored a direct hit on her pussy lips and hand. Her fingers were coated. She stared for a second at her wet hand and suddenly she continued to slide them in her pussy, pushing my sperm inside her in the process. This was so erotic I continued cumming so hard I thought I’d pass out.
Lori squealed and began to shake. Her hand was a blur and her head shook back and forth. She gave out a high pitched keening noise that would have scared me to death if I hadn’t known it was associated with an orgasm. My knees gave out and I sank to the floor.
It took us ten minutes to catch our breath. She was still sitting in the chair, her legs still spread. My dick was hanging between my legs, soft for once.
She sighed. “That was so hot. I never came like that before.”
“You and me both,” I said.
She stared at her pussy, which was coated with my sperm and then at her hand. Tentatively she brought one finger to her lips. A flick of her tongue and she was tasting it. Tasting me.
“Hmmmmmm,” was her response. “Not what I expected, but nothing awful.”
“Um…sorry about shooting all over you,” I started to say. She was out of the chair and sitting on my chest in a flash.
“When are you going to learn?” she said in mock anger.
“Well … I just thought …” my statement was stopped by a kiss. This kiss was a nice gentle one that went on and on. My hands came up to her breasts. I found those luscious nipples and began rolling them between my thumbs and forefingers. She moaned into my mouth and scooted her pussy around on my stomach. My buddy awoke (which amazed me all get out) and flopped up, hitting her on the butt. She pulled up from the kiss, but did not sit up. Instead she hung her breasts over my face.
I knew what to do and soon I had a nipple in my mouth and was sucking and chewing on the fruit of my dreams. Her response was gratifying a “Ohhhhhhhhhh.” She backed up, feeling my hardon against her buns. She was breathing hard again.
Suddenly she sat up, batting my hands away from her breasts. Seeing as how everything I had said so far had been wrong I just lay there and looked at her. Man she was beautiful.
“We should take a break,” she said quietly.
“Um … OK.” My comebacks weren’t improving any.
“I mean, this has been really wonderful … I’ve never felt this way … and I’m really glad we did this … but …” she trailed off.
“Um … I mean … really … it’s OK, Lori”. I didn’t know exactly what was going on, but I knew I didn’t want her to ever be mad at me. I wanted this to go on and on and on, but I’d already done WAY more with this wonderful creature than I ever would have dreamed of actually doing.
She went on as if I hadn’t said a word. “I mean … what I’m feeling now … I want to … I just don’t think we should go any farther.”
“Absolutely,” I chimed in, happy I had said something other than `OK’.
Then Lori moved, raising her hips and sliding down until she was sitting on my thighs. My dick, which didn’t know things were over for the day, stood proudly, as if to say “OK, here I am, I’m ready to go, whatever you need me for I’m your dick!”
She reached down and grasped it lightly.
“Wow!” she said smiling “It’s so hard, but soft at the same time.” Then she went on, addressing her comment to my stiff little buddy “So you’re the one who almost got me in trouble tonight. You’re the one who almost made me lose my senses. You’re the one who almost got to go inside me.”
I was stunned. My buddy pulsed and waved as he got even harder. She was sort of idly stroking me while she talked to my penis. This was too cool and I just lay there and enjoyed it. The idea that she had even thought about wanting my dick in her was enough that I could now die a happy man.
She kept talking to my penis.
“Do you want to see what you are missing you naughty little boy?” she bent my dick toward her pussy and briefly touched the head to her pussy lips before jerking it away again.
“Yes, I bet you wish you could go in there don’t you? You’re such a bad, bad penis. I bet you want to kiss Lori’s little clitty don’t you?”
This time she bent it down and rubbed the head across her clit several times. She shuddered. Then she shook her head and pushed my dick down flat across my abdomen. She scooted up, which caused her pussy lips to straddle my dick and rubbed her pussy along the length of my boner. She bent over at the same time to kiss me again.
“Mark, the way I’m feeling right now is very dangerous, and I don’t want to go all the way, but I want to have one more orgasm, OK?”
I played it safe. I just nodded.
So she started sliding back and forth on top of my pecker. Her pussy lips were hot and wet and it felt almost like I was jacking off. Her breasts were over my face, so I feasted again, this time on both nipples. She was doing all the work, so I slid my hands along her sides, and across her back and around her breasts. She was panting now and her movements were getting really jerky. I could tell she was close, and that made me get close too. The closer she got the more wildly she rode me and soon her pussy lips were going all the way up to the head of my dick, washing over it back and forth. That must have felt good because she shortened her stroke to center mostly on the head.
I was about ready to pop so I said “Lori … unnngggggg … I’m about there … I’m going to shoot.”
She was thrashing on me now and she started to make a sound, kind of soft and low at first, but it got louder and louder and louder. She started shaking her head and her pony tail flopped around.
Then disaster struck.
She bent down, almost lying on my chest. Maybe it was to drag her nipples across my chest, or maybe it was to kiss me – I don’t know. But it put her pussy in line with my dick when she slid back down.
This time her pussy didn’t slide over the head of my dick – it slid ONTO the head of my dick.
Suddenly I felt my dick head enveloped in something hot and wet. That feeling took me over the edge and I blasted a long thick rope of hot white jism into what turned out to be her pussy. She obviously felt it happen too, because she froze.
Then (and I don’t think she would have done this had she been thinking clearly) she SAT UP. That caused her whole weight to fall on what was already planted a couple of inches deep in her pussy – namely my buddy!
Now at this late date I know what happened, but right then neither of us knew what happened or why. What happened was that the shot of slippery jizz I had pumped into her made the inside of her pussy extra slick. Her three-finger jerk-off just prior to this had stretched her out some. Gravity did the rest and she impaled herself good and proper on my rod.
Not only did she sink to the balls, she did this while my dick was in the throes of a most wonderful and powerful orgasm. That is to say that while she was sliding down on my seven inches of cock, that cock was spitting wave after wave of teenaged sperm right into her unprotected pussy.
About the same time her pussy, now flooded with millions of Mark’s patented baby makers, realized that it had a nice hard dick in it and she tumbled the rest of the way into her own orgasm. She sucked in a big breath and let out a wail that would wake the dead. Her pussy went crazy, squeezing and rippling and jerking all around my cock as it continued spurting its load into her belly. Her hips did a little sort of circular dance as she fell forward again, this time landing solidly on my chest, her mouth buried in my neck. Her pussy jerked forward and backward about six or seven times and she said “Oh Mark, oh Mark, oh Mark, oh Mark” into my neck. Then she just melted into dead weight on my chest, gasping to catch her breath.
I put my arms around her. My dick, empty now, but too stupid to know it, continued jerking in her pussy, trying like heck to shoot something else into her.
She felt it and nuzzled into my neck, going “Mmmmmmmmm.”
She spoke to my neck this time, instead of my penis. “That wasn’t supposed to happen.”
“I know,” I said softly. “I’m …” I didn’t finish it.
Then I decided to.
“I’m NOT sorry. I couldn’t be sorry even if I tried. That was the most wonderful thing that ever happened to me. If I never ever get to do it again, it will have been worth it. I hope you aren’t pregnant, but if you are then we’ll just have to deal with raising a beautiful child, because that’s the only kind you could possibly have.”
She sat back up. I was still inside her. She stared down at me. “I don’t think I’ll get pregnant this time.”
I wasn’t listening to the way she said it at first. But my little brain heard her. My buddy twitched. She laughed. “It wasn’t supposed to happen, but I’m glad it did. I tried to quit when I knew I was in deep, and something way down inside me knew that you’d be the one to take my virginity. I just didn’t plan on it happening this soon.”
“This time?” I said dumbly. “You mean??”
“Oh yeah,” she leaned back down and licked my lips as she hunched her pussy on my still buried cock. “I have you now, and we’re going to be doing a LOT of this from now on.”
At that point in time it was probably seven o’clock in the evening. By midnight, when we finally fell into a stupor, I had filled her sweet, sweet pussy with my seed four more times. We slept that night with my cock buried in her, holding in my last load of sperm. The next morning she climbed up on my cock in the shower and rode it to a sperm spitting frenzy before we went to school.
As we approached the building she whispered to me “I feel so wet with all your stuff up inside me.”
Have you ever tried to get thorough a whole school day with a hard on that just won’t go down?
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The Wolf Next Door Chapter 7
High schooler is turned into a werewolf.
Lost and Found Chapter 2
Brandon still struggled to put himself between the women.
The Best Therapy ch. 02
Grandma just found out. Will she join?
Sharing a Shower with Mom – Part III
An experienced girl finally takes control
The Best Therapy ch. 04
Christine confronts her brother.
Lost and Found Chapter 3
Brandon learned the futility of his being.
The Way of the War
This is a story it is not made up of rampant sex there is some for the flow of the story. If you are looking for nothing but sex then don’t read this
The Best Therapy ch. 05
It’s sunday and Mary goes to Church. What will happen to Brad?
My Uncle’s New Wife
My Uncle’s New Wife
During the summer vacation between my junior and senior year my parents celebrated their 20th wedding anniversary. They had gone on a cruise for their honeymoon so they had decided to re-capture the experience. The biggest difference was the first cruise had been on a second rate ship and had lasted only a week. This time around, due to the fact that they were better off financially, they booked a master suite with a balcony and this cruise would last 15 days.
Now normally when they went away I would stay home by myself. But because they would be gone for over two weeks during the height of summer party season had made them amend their thinking this time. Instead they arranged for me to stay with my father’s brother and his new wife.
“Listen Jim” my father explained “I know you aren’t happy about this but it’s the way it’s going to be. We trust you but we’ll be gone almost three weeks counting the flights we have to take each way and your mother and I won’t worry if we know you’ll be at my brother’s house. You’ll eat real food this way and if something happens there will be someone there to help. Besides after what happened at the Fosters’ last year your mother was concerned that something bad could happen.”
The Fosters’ were our neighbors and when they had gone away their kids had thrown a wild party which resulted in both a lot of property damage when things spiraled out of control, as well as the police responding to said problems resulting in some charges being filed.
“Anyway you always liked Uncle John and maybe you can spend time with your cousins. Plus you know they have an in-ground pool.”
I had no choice anyway so I decided to make the best of it. I had a part time job so I would be pretty busy anyway and they lived in the same town so I could still see my friends when I wanted. Since I could visit my house I didn’t need to go crazy packing and brought a minimum of clothes and toiletries as well as my laptop computer.
My Uncle John drove me there the evening of my parents’ flight to save them the trouble of driving me,
so we said our goodbyes before I left. Uncle John was younger than my father by a couple of years. He and his first wife divorced a few years ago after fourteen years of marriage and two children, my cousins John Jr. who was now 14 and his older sister Ashley who was16. Uncle John had remarried last year to a woman a few years younger than he was. Aunt Laura was an elementary school teacher and the few times we’d met she seemed to be really nice and good for my uncle.
“You can stay in John’s room. You know since I bought the house your cousins don’t actually live there but with their mother. They each have a room for when they stay though I figured Ashley’s room would be too girly for you sport.”
“What if John comes to stay?” I asked.
“Well I know this upcoming weekend he is doing something with some friends and he might stay with one of them. So maybe Ashley will be coming but not John. If he comes we’ll cross that bridge when we come to it. While you‘re staying feel free to have your friends over, we don‘t want you to feel like a guest.”
“Thanks Uncle John” I said.
“And you can have your girlfriend over if you want, just use some common sense” he said to me with a wink.
“Vanessa and I broke up right before the end of the school year” I told him. We had gone out for eighteen months and most of my family had met and liked her.
“Too bad, any particular reason?” he asked.
“I don’t know, these things happen” I answered vaguely.
It was none of his business in the first place but what could I say. That I was sick of her putting off sex with me because she was scared that I would hurt her if I fucked her. That she would give me hand jobs and lame blowjobs but wouldn’t let me go down on her because she was afraid she might enjoy herself too much and lose control. That when we first went out, while we kissed and petted I had fingered her to orgasm but now she wouldn’t even let me do that anymore. I was about to be a senior in high school and I was still a virgin. My hand aided by porn on the computer was my sex life right now.
“I hear you sport, but now you can play the field, eh” Uncle John said grinning.
We arrived at his house in a few more minutes. He had a nice sized house and yard on the outskirts of town where most of the newer houses were being built. He pulled into the driveway and parked next to Aunt Laura’s car. I carried my bags as Uncle John opened the front door.
“Honey we’re home” he called out as we went in to the air conditioned comfort.
“Be right there” I heard a voice in the recess of the house say.
In a moment my Aunt Laura came into view. She gave my uncle a quick peck on the cheek and headed to me. It took all my willpower to maintain my composure. She had obviously been sunning herself by the pool. All she was wearing was a tiny bikini with a sheer cover-up and flip flops. I had never realized how sexy she was before. At family gatherings she had always dressed demurely. She had appeared attractive to me but in a more wholesome girl next door way. Now she was a bombshell.
She gave me a hug and stretched her petite frame to give me a kiss. I saw the golden streaks in her short brown hair but of more interest to me were her small firm breasts which pressed into me as we hugged. I also noticed that surprisingly her navel was pierced. I guess that teachers let their hair down during summer vacation as well.
“Jim, glad to see you. We’re so glad you could stay with us. Now are you hungry? John is about to throw something on the grill.”
“No thanks Aunt Laura, I ate dinner before I came” I answered “right now I just want to put my stuff away.”
She looked up at my eyes, seemingly reluctant to end our embrace although she finally did.
“Of course Jim. Honey why don’t you fire up the grill while I show Jim to his room.”
“Good idea Laura. Steaks will be ready in a jiffy. Jim if you get hungry later there is plenty so don’t hesitate. We’ll be by the pool” my uncle answered before heading toward the back.
I followed his wife as we climbed the wide staircase to the second floor. Part of me didn’t want to but I found my eyes drawn to Aunt Laura’s firm round backside as I followed a few steps behind her. It swayed as she walked reminding me of two kittens playing under the small, thin fabric. More than once she turned back towards me with an enigmatic half smile on her face. We reached the top of the stairs and turned right in the hallway.
“Mine and your uncle’s room is at the other end of the hall and this room is Ashley’s” she said while passing a closed door, “John’s room is at the end and is over the garage so it has plenty of privacy as well as its own bathroom.”
After saying this she opened the door at the end of the hall and walked in. The room was good sized, bigger than my room at home, and appeared even larger because it seemed sparsely furnished. There was a double bed against one wall, a dresser across the room as well as a desk and chair. A small flat screen TV was on the wall and an open door led to the small bathroom. There wasn’t even a trace of personality in the room and it was obvious my cousin had done nothing to make it his own. I put my suitcase on the floor and my laptop bag on the desk.
“We have wi-fi access if you want to surf the net for entertainment” Aunt Laura informed me “and we’ll be by the pool if you want to come hang out or eat. I spend practically the whole summer lounging by the pool so I’m sure we’ll be seeing plenty of each other.”
I bit my lip to prevent myself from saying I’d seen plenty of her already and it was stimulating me greatly. Since the lingering hug downstairs I had been fighting a losing battle trying to prevent an erection from developing. Luckily my pants were loose enough to somewhat obscure that fact. As Aunt Laura started to leave she paused in the doorway and turned.
“Unfortunately the view from the windows in this room is of the driveway. Too bad it doesn’t look over the back. I gather from your glances that you’d enjoy that view more.”
After saying that she left closing the door behind her. I exhaled as she left the room. Had she noticed how I admired her trim and curvy figure I wondered to myself. Is that why she commented on the view? These next two and a half weeks would be tough on me. I was getting a boner from my uncle’s wife who stated that she would be by the pool all the time, no doubt wearing revealing swimsuits the whole time driving me crazy if I let it. My overactive libido would be on overdrive and the worst thing was because she was married to my uncle I shouldn’t even notice her in that way. I decided to spend as little time there as possible. With work and hanging with my friends I could keep busy and just sleep there. But tonight I didn’t feel like going anywhere.
I had worked earlier today and I had work tomorrow morning so I decided to just chill. I found an empty drawer and put my clothes there and then put my toiletries in the bathroom. I plugged in my laptop and turned it on. Adjusting my bulge I sat at the desk. There was no point in resisting my urges at this point. Some days I jerked off three times in order to stay satisfied and with the stimulation Aunt Laura had given me I knew I needed relief. I unbuttoned my pants and slid them down to my knees before opening a file where I stored my favorite videos and slipping on the headphones.
There was one I often used as the girl in it reminded me of my ex Vanessa. Slowly I stroked my fat cock up and down while the girl in the video sucked the guy’s hard on. I was working my piece faster now and though it had reached full size I just wasn’t feeling it. It wasn’t because I wasn’t horny, I realized that it was because the girl didn’t remind me of Aunt Laura.
I turned the video off and connected to the net and typed in my favorite porn site. Using the search engine I skimmed thru a bunch of milf/cougar videos until I found one where the woman had a resemblance to the object of my desire. Soon I was so excited I had to slow myself down to prevent cumming too fast. I spit on my hand and slowly worked myself back toward the finish line. The woman was now getting it doggy style from her son’s friend. It was easy to imagine it was her on the receiving end of the fucking. The actor didn’t resemble me at all and he was also smaller than me in the cock department but when the camera angle was from behind I was able to suspend disbelief.
My orgasm was getting close as I imagined me fucking Aunt Laura when out of the corner of my eye I saw something. Turning my head while continuing to stroke I saw Aunt Laura standing in the doorway with her mouth open and her face a veritable cauldron of emotions. Shock, surprise and yes lust were written onto her features. She had changed from her bikini and was wearing a pair of cut-off shorts and a t-shirt and by the way her breasts looked she wasn’t wearing a bra.
Certainly I was startled at seeing her there, but my hand kept pumping and gazing at her sexy body was enough to trigger my orgasm. I groaned as my first spurt actually went high in the air and over the computer hitting the wall behind the desk. I managed to adjust the angle of my erupting prick as I continued shooting streams of cum. They actually made noise as they hit the desk I was cumming so hard. It was like a cannon going off. Aunt Laura stood there watching all this and her tongue flicked along the edge of her red lips.
Finally with a shudder I squeezed the last drop from my head and sank back into the chair. Involuntarily I closed my eyes and moaned softly from the intensity of my orgasm. When I opened my eyes she was gone and the door was closed but I heard the sound of her footfalls receding. Now I had done it. She was probably going to tell my uncle what I had done. Possibly she would demand that the pervert nephew be expelled from her happy home.
I scrambled to clean up the mess after pulling up my pants. I was surprised there was so much cum. It was everywhere but I managed to get it all. After fifteen minutes with no visit from my uncle I relaxed enough to realize that nothing would happen tonight. I changed to a pair of shorts to sleep in and aided by my recent orgasm I was soon asleep.
When I woke the next day I had a morning hard-on caused no doubt by the many dreams of Aunt Laura that I experienced overnight. I jumped in the shower quickly and got myself ready. When I slipped out the house it was silent as I headed off to work. It was busy so for the most part I could avoid thinking about what had taken place. I did know that under the best of circumstances I’d find it hard to meet Aunt Laura’s no doubt disapproving gaze.
After work I met up with some friends and we hung out, first at one of their houses, and then later at the 7-11 parking lot. While there I managed to talk to a pretty blonde girl who came in with her friends. They were going to a party that night and her friends implored her to stop wasting time with a kid when “men” would be at the party. Before leaving Stacy, that’s her name, did give me her number and told me to call her sometime.
My idiot friends acted like fools about it all which convinced me that I was right in not telling them anything about what happened the night before. Later I received a phone call from my uncle wondering what was going on and when I was coming back.
“Sorry Uncle John, after work I met up with some of my friends and I grabbed something to eat. I’ll be there later, not too late I promise. From now on I’ll let you guys know what my plans are. My parents are used to it but I should have let you know.”
“It’s ok Jim, just Laura was worried about you. You know how women worry. Have a good time and I’ll see you soon.”
The mention of her name reminded me why I didn’t want to get back right away. Then one of the older guys from the neighborhood came by and left us with some beers. More as a distraction I had two or four of them. I slipped in past midnight and crept up the stairs to my room. There came the faint sound of a TV playing in my uncle’s room. After a fast shower to rinse the days cares off me I put on a pair of boxers and went to bed. It took some time to finally welcome Morpheus, as a more delightful vision clouded my mind, but eventually after some delay I slumbered.
It must have been a satisfying dream for me to wake so stimulated I thought the next morning. When my awakening body started to stretch my left arm collided with something soft and warm. My eyes shot open and I would have sat up except a small, tan arm was thrown across my chest.
“Hmmm don’t move Jim we were having such a good time. Don’t you want some fun, hmmm?”
Turning my face I looked into her face a foot from mine. Aunt Laura’s hand slid down my torso and settled on top of my covered erection and gave it a light squeeze. I involuntarily groaned as I felt her touch to the depths of my swollen nuts.
“I think someone has to take care of this for you Jim and I’m volunteering for the job” she said while her fingers worked through the open fly and made contact with my hot flesh.
When I attempted to roll onto my side to face her Aunt Laura rebuffed me.
“No stay on your back Jim and let me take care of you first. You’re about to burst now, you poor thing, just get those boxers off for me.”
Lifting my ass from the bed I pushed them down past my knees but before I could finish she pounced on me and swallowed the engorged head of my prick. I fell back and let her continue with her assault. Aunt Laura encircled the base with her fingers standing it straight up from my body. She crouched there and began to run her tongue all around the swollen head like it was an ice cream cone. She then took it into her mouth again and worked it over with her tongue.
Aunt Laura positioned her body between my legs and as she did the oversized t-shirt she had on rode up to mid thigh showing even more of her tanned legs. She was now sliding my cock as deep into her mouth as she could while drooling all over it. Her saliva ran down the part of the shaft not in her mouth while her small hand worked it into my skin with a light stroking motion.
Aunt Laura increased the tempo of her sucking as my head hit the back of her warm mouth repeatedly. She was making little noises as her full mouth stretched to accommodate my thickness. When her free hand caressed my swollen balls it triggered a powerful response from my over stimulated equipment.
“Fuck Aunt Laura I’m going to cum” I managed to gasp out as I felt the fluid pulsing up my shaft.
She pulled her mouth off me causing a disappointed cry to escape my lips. Aunt Laura grabbed my cock and pumped it rapidly as it exploded into the air before landing on my chest, stomach and the bed. As each spurt came out Aunt Laura ooohed and aaahed like it was a show. After six or seven shots just a little more oozed from the head. She leaned it and licked it clean causing me to let out another moan. When she squeezed out and ate every last drop she looked up at me and smiled.
“Did you like that Jim, did it feel good what I did?” she asked. Then before even giving me a chance to answer her, Aunt Laura crawled forward and began to lick up the sperm that landed on my torso. As she did I roused myself into action and slid my hand to her leg where I pulled up the material of her shirt until it was above her waist. Aunt Laura had on a tiny black thong underneath.
When my hand crept between her thighs she shuddered slightly and as I felt the smooth fabric I realized there was a damp spot there. Back and forth the knife edge of my hand went rubbing against her covered mound causing Aunt Laura to begin squirming. She writhed up my body and leaned down and kissed me. Eagerly I returned her kiss and pulled her supple body against mine. We continued to kiss as she now ground her pelvis against mine.
Rolling us over so I was on top of her, I began to shower her neck and collarbone with kisses. As I worked down her body my hand advanced ahead, rubbing her pussy again and making her respond by pushing her mound against my hand. When I kissed her belly her legs spread wider. I knelt upright and took a hold of her waistband with both hands and pulled with a smooth motion until her thong slid down past her feet.
When I turned my gaze upon her naked pussy for the first time I was frozen for a minute by its beauty. Aunt Laura had a small landing strip of pubic hair leading to the most delectable pussy I could imagine. It was pink with puffy lips which glistened with her secretions and her hard little nub peeked halfway out of its hood. I was momentarily speechless on seeing my first live pussy close up. Aunt Laura broke the spell I was under when she reached a hand down and spread her lips apart with her fingers.
“Are you going to eat it or do you just want to look at it?” she asked before giggling.
“I so want to eat you” I replied “but I’m not sure what to do. I’ve never done it before.”
“You mean you never went down on your little girlfriend what’s her name before?” Aunt Laura asked incredulously.
“Vanessa would never let me” I truthfully answered. “She felt she would get too excited and lose control and might let me, you know…”
“Fuck her you mean.”
“Yeah” I said embarrassed.
“And what would be wrong with that, I plan on letting you, I mean demanding that you fuck me with that big cock of yours” Aunt Laura said with a wicked grin.
I smiled back at her just imagining losing my virginity to this hot, older woman who was also married to my uncle.
“Vanessa isn’t a virgin, but she told me her old boyfriend hurt her when they did it and because I’m bigger down there than he was she figured I’d really hurt her.”
“Such a silly girl” Aunt Laura replied “if she would have taken the time to become properly lubricated she could have really enjoyed herself with you. But on a positive note that means I get to. So Jim does that mean that you’re still a virgin?”
Hanging my head I softly said “Yes”.
“Don’t worry you won’t be for long but first I want you to lick my pussy so I’m nice and wet. Then you can put that monster in me. Your uncle is much smaller and I’m not used to one your size so get busy.”
My ego swelled hearing that I was much larger and at this moment I was so horny that I felt no guilt over having sex with my uncle’s wife. I brought my head down so close that I could smell her intoxicating musky odor. My tongue stretched out and for the first time I tasted a woman’s nectar. It tasted great and I started to lap away like crazy. I made up for my inexperience with unbounded enthusiasm and energy as well as a natural intuitiveness. My tongue was as fast as a buzz saw and when Aunt Laura’s reaction would show me she liked something I would file it away in my mind while continuing to do it.
I’d seen videos so I knew to start paying attention to her clit. When I first flicked it with my tongue her body shuddered so I continued to massage it with the tip of my tongue. Aunt Laura really liked this and I discovered she was a moaner. She began letting out a series of moans getting progressively louder and punctuated with comments.
“That’s a good boy Jim, keep licking your Aunt Laura like that. Ooh I love how your tongue feels, don’t stop.”
There was no way I would have stopped short of being struck down by some calamitous event. Her juices were coating my chin as they flowed freely from her and she was rocking her hips slightly side to side now.
“I’m close Jim, so close. Please put your finger inside me now” she ordered with a desperate edge to her voice.
I didn’t need to be told twice. Instantly I pushed my index finger into her wet opening and with a slurping sound it swallowed me whole. As Aunt Laura began to tremble I worked a second digit into her womanly depths. She grabbed my hair while pushing her cunt forward on my fingers and let out a wail as her body trembled from her release. I continued tonguing her button as her pussy clamped on my fingers and her body shook. Finally Aunt Laura’s muscles relaxed and using both hands she lifted my head from her and looked into my eyes.
“Were you pulling my leg Jim? You said you never did that before, then you’re a natural at eating pussy.”
Smiling from her praise I attempted to resume my oral attention but Aunt Laura refused to let me. She actually pulled me up towards her by my hair.
“You can go back to that later in fact I want to sit on your handsome face. But first I want that cock of yours inside me baby.”
That sounded great I had to admit. Finally I would lose my virginity and to my absolutely smoking Aunt. One of her hands took my shaft just below the head as I positioned my body between her outstretched thighs. She rubbed the head against the outside of her swollen pink lips a few times smearing her juices on my head making it slippery. Aunt Laura pulled my face to hers and kissed me hard, then slipped her agile tongue between my lips. When I started to suck on it she guided my head between her soaked lips.
We both moaned from the pleasure of our first joining. Slowly I sank into the depths of her paradise, her tight love muscle enveloping me. When I was halfway in she paused to lift her legs up in the air and hook them around my waist. She broke our kiss long enough to give me instructions.
“Take it nice and slow to start with. Work it back and forth and go a little deeper a bit at a time until I adjust to you my big nephew.”
My hips began to move to the unspoken rhythm of love, moving slowly at first but as we went on starting to increase the tempo while also working more of my cock into her. Aunt Laura was making unintelligible sounds now. They almost sounded like words but not quite. Her hand had slid down to near the base of my shaft and when I started to move rapidly in her she gripped it tightly at the base and squeezed hard.
“Slow it down a little baby, make it last” she whispered in my ear “nice and steady until we can’t take it any more.”
Following her lead I began to move my hips in a more controlled way but I also managed to reach as deep as she could take me. I continued my thrusting and Aunt Laura’s eyes were closed now and her moans became louder and closer together. When she cried out in passion and dug her fingernails into my back I lost the control I had been showing.
My cock began pounding her hard and fast and I felt my heart begin to race. The only question in my mind was whether I would cum before my heart burst from my efforts. To be honest at that moment as long as I came I don’t think I would have cared. My hips became a blur but when Aunt Laura recovered her wits enough to squeeze me with her velvety soft muscle I lost it. My back arched as I felt my cum surge thru me and into her waiting tunnel. I collapsed onto her soft, warm body as jet after jet filled her womanhood with my seed. When I recovered enough to move I kissed Aunt Laura slowly and passionately until her toes curled and she wrapped her limbs around me.
“You naughty boy. Driving me even crazier than I was. Since I saw you stroking yourself that is all I can think of. I practically attacked your uncle that night but now I’ve had the real thing and its sooo good.”
She kissed my cheek and then rolled off the bed and stood up.
“Get in the shower and then come down for breakfast. You are going need the energy, if I’m not mistaken you don’t have to work today. Don’t worry I plan on working you hard.”
Laughing from her innuendo Aunt Laura picked her clothing up and sauntered her way to the door, her sculpted ass teasing me. I felt myself twitch as I sat up at the edge of the bed. It was now official that I was a man. After a fast shower I put on a pair of lounge pants and slippers and headed downstairs. The smell of coffee brewing guided me to the kitchen where Aunt Laura was wearing an apron as she cooked eggs on the stove but nothing was on underneath it.
“Sit down and eat, there’s a bowl of fruit to start with.”
“I’d rather eat you again” I said attempting to embrace her.
Aunt Laura deftly sidestepped me and pointed at the table. Reluctantly I sat and picked an orange from the bowl and peeled it. In a minute she placed a plate with scrambled eggs in front of me and kissed the top of my head.
“How do you take your coffee Jim?”
“Black with sugar, just a little though. I don’t like my coffee as sweet as you.”
She groaned and swatted me for my pun before placing my coffee on the table. Aunt Laura plucked a peach from the bowl and began to nibble daintily on it. Watching her mouth work on the fruit made my hard-on like a steel beam. I doubt my food stayed long enough in my mouth for me to taste it as I gobbled it down. Standing I selected a juicy looking peach and took a bite from it. I stepped next to Aunt Laura and pushed the top of the apron aside before rubbing the peach against her shapely breast.
She groaned as the juices coated her small, perfectly formed tit. I ground it into her pink nipple before replacing it with my eager mouth. I sucked hard on her causing her to dig her fingers into my arm. I smeared her other breast with the peach then started to work a sticky trail downward. I followed the juice trail first to her breast, before my tongue traced and lapped up the peach juice mixed with her sweet sweat.
Aunt Laura gasped when I lifted her up and sat her at the edge of the table. My cock was so hard I just wanted to jam it in her but somehow I resisted. Crouching before her I placed her legs on my shoulders. Then I buried my face in what I figured was the worlds tastiest pussy. My tongue snaked its way between her lips and explored the walls of her vagina. Reaching as deep as I could, I spun and twirled my tongue while Aunt Laura went crazy.
There was pre-cum oozing from my head so I pushed my pants down as I continued sodomizing Aunt Laura. Her breathing was becoming rapid and uneven and when I withdrew my tongue and instead sucked her hard clit into my lips she screamed and I was rewarded with her delicious nectar flooding out.
I stood up keeping her legs on my shoulders and began to slide my engorged prick on the outside of her wet lips. Her eyes pleaded silently for me to penetrate her opening but I was enjoying teasing a woman for a change. They always had me horny and feeling out of control so it was nice to return the favor.
My left hand caressed her firm ass cheek while my right pushed down on my shaft keeping it pressed to the wet furrow of Aunt Laura’s sopping pussy. Again and again I rubbed it against her clit driving her crazy. She was now practically begging for it.
“Oh put your cock in me Jim, I need it so bad. Stop being a bastard and give your Aunt what she needs. Fill me up baby, I want it so bad.”
Her dirty talk was too much for me so I slid my swollen head to her gates and squeezed in the tip. My plan had been to tease her some more but once I felt her lips part then close around me I lost all cognitive ability. My hips thrust forward driving into Aunt Laura as far as she could take. There was no control or thought from us right now. I fucked her like an animal and she responded in kind. While I pounded her sweet pussy her nails carved her claim to my body.
If I hadn’t already come twice today I surely wouldn’t have lasted two minutes. In spite of that I knew I wouldn’t last long and didn’t care. This was what paradise must be like I thought as I slid in and out of her. My mouth fastened onto a sweet, sticky breast as I felt nirvana approach. For the second time that day I released inside her. My body shuddered with each spurt until my balls felt empty. Slowly I withdrew my now softening dick. Aunt Laura wasted no time in sliding off the table and crouching before me whereupon she took my sensitive member between her lips.
My cry of anguished pleasure caused her to meet my gaze with her own. Her brown eyes twinkled and she raised an eyebrow as her tongue continued to lick my head. There is no telling what would have happened next as we were both startled by the unexpected sound of the front door slamming closed. We both froze.
“Hello is anyone here? It’s me Ashley.”
My younger cousin had shown up unannounced.
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My Life. Ch. 2…
The next morning and the rest of the weekend..
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