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Measuring my cum Pt. 11

We spent the rest of the afternoon in mom’s bedroom, fucking and sucking in various positions, including with mom on top, riding me, which was great, as I could watch her ample full boobs jiggle and bounce as she rode me. Fuck that was good! I must have cum at least another four times over the course of the afternoon.
One of my favourite times was when mom knelt on the floor on her elbows and knees, and let me pull her buttocks wide open so I could lick and finger fuck her asshole. I opened it up wide and also let a few gobs of my spit enter her butt-hole, to help ease my finger in. I think she enjoyed it from the way she moaned and groaned with pleasure. To be truthful, I was becoming increasing aroused by the sight of mom’s asshole and wanted to stick my prick in there. But although mom had mentioned this in her “dirty talk”, she’d never actually said I could, and I did not want to push things too far, too soon. But from the way she had reacted to my fingering it, I had hopes she would let me fuck her ass sometime soon.
During our sessions during Sunday afternoon, mom never collected my cum. She either swallowed it if she sucked me, or let me cum inside her, and then let me watch it drip out of her pussy, which added to my excitement.
In the evening whilst we were eating, mom reminded me that we had to see Dr Taylor again the next day.
“And remember,” she said, “We mustn’t tell the Doctor just how far I have gone in helping you to cum.”
I nodded in agreement. I knew it wasn’t something we could talk about in front of other people.
After our meal we both sat in the living room to watch some TV before going to bed.
I was wearing my ‘house-gown’ with my boxer shorts on underneath, whilst mom had ‘dressed’ since our earlier fuck-fest in her bedroom, but sill quite sexily — wearing the tight fitting soft-jersey type material grey shorts with a low cut bright red blouse without a bra, which showed ample cleavage, and her nipples protruding through the thin fabric. She looked pretty hot sitting there!
Since mom had been helping me cum all weekend, the ache in my balls had been much less. But with the working week starting for her tomorrow, being a Monday, I wondered how I would manage.
“Mom, I’m going to feel a little strange during the daytime this week, as you won’t be able to help me cum like you have this weekend,” I said.
“I know dear,” mom replied. “I’ve been thinking about that too. I have to go to work and you have to go to college. We’ll speak to Dr Taylor tomorrow and see what she says. How are your aches now?”
“Well, I’ve been feeling pretty good this weekend as I’ve been regularly cumming.”
“We’ll have one session tomorrow morning before I go to work and I’ll have to collect a sample like we were doing before. Today has just been an exception.” She smiled at me as she finished the sentence.
We idled the time away watching a movie and soon I was feeling sleepy. Mom looked over at me and said, “Time for bed I think young man. Do you need to cum again before sleeping?”
I felt I could, and my sleepiness started to disappear at the thought.
I nodded.
“As I haven’t collected your cum all day, I think one last time without won’t matter too,” said mom as she stood up. “What would you like to do?”
Seeing mom standing a few feet away from me with her tight figure hugging shorts which were pressing sexily into her crotch, I felt like touching her there and feeling up her ass.
“I’d like to play with that wonderful ass and pussy of yours again mom,” I said. “I just can’t get enough!”
Mom walked sexily over to me, swinging her hips, and stood in front of me as I still sat seated on the sofa chair.
“Go on then,” she said, smiling, “Do what you like.”
I placed the four fingers of my right hand on the area of her crotch and just ran them along her pussy mound several times, up and down. I could feel her pussy hairs and slit through the soft thin material of her shorts as I did so. Mom reacted with a slight moan of pleasure and pressed her pussy mound back against my fingers.
Then, satisfied for a moment with that, I said, “Turn around please mom.”
“That’s too polite,” replied mom teasingly. “You’ll have to ask me in a different way, if you want me to do that. Talk dirty.”
I looked up at mom and decided to oblige.
“Turn around and show me that juicy thick fuck of an ass, mom.”
“Mmmm….yes,” replied mom, “That’s better.” And with that mom turned 360 degrees on the spot and presented me with her curvy large butt, which was just about level with my face as I sat, if not a touch higher.
I rubbed my hands over each buttock, through the soft material of the shorts, groping and cupping the flesh there greedily. Then, I pulled the material that was covering each ass cheek inwards so that it caught in mom’s ass crack, making her butt look even sexier as it tightly hugged her ass with each buttock partly showing. I bent forward and kissed each cheek in turn and then ran my tongue over the skin, savouring the taste and sensation. Fuck! This was good, and my cock getting was hard!
Then, I grabbed mom’s shorts at the waist and just yanked them down, giving her a bit of a surprise.
“Fuck, yea mom,” I said, “Your juicy ass is so fucking hot, I could play with it all day and all night.”
Mom didn’t say anything, but just stepped out of her shorts, so now all she had on was her bright red blouse which went to just above her hips, leaving her glorious backside and legs fully exposed and naked.
Then she wriggled her ass as she stood on the spot, knowing how much it excited me to see the flesh on her butt cheeks wobble and jiggle.
By now my dick was fully hard and wanting some attention.
I stood up behind mom and rubbed my cock along her ass crack, again slightly surprising her and making her exclaim, “Ooh, that’s nice.”
I slapped my hard on against mom’s butt cheeks for a bit longer, and then said, “I’d like to follow you upstairs with you like this, so I can watch your cheeks move, and then maybe you can suck me off and swallow my cum.”
“Ok,” replied mom, still with her back to me, and rubbing her butt sexily back against my hard on.
Then she started walking slowly away from me toward the door, her hips swinging, so that her ass looked even hotter as she walked.
Mesmerised, I followed her. When mom, got to the stairs she started walking slowly up them, again swinging her hips as she did so. Man what a sight! I was half drooling as I watched her climb with her butt almost in my face as I followed closely behind. I could not help slapping her ass once or twice with my hand. “Fuck yea mom,” I said, “Fucking hot ass.”
Mom reached the top of the stairs and walked down the corridor and into my bedroom, and sat on the bed. My hard on had been swinging wildly as I’d followed her, and now I just presented it to her face as she sat down. Greedily she took it into her mouth and started sucking me.
“Oh fuck yea mom,” I said, responding to the way she was blowing me.
She grabbed the base of my dick with both hands and really went for it, taking all my shaft into her mouth almost to the hilt.
Then she started playing with my balls, with one hand. I let my right hand wander down of mom’s left boob for a moment and then I just grabbed her head as she carried on sucking me hard. Then she let my dick out of her mouth for a moment and ran her cheeks along the side of my shaft as if savouring it’s length along her face.
“Talk dirty to me while I bring you off,” she said. “You know how much I like it.”
And without further ado she took my dick head into her mouth again and started sucking on me.
Happy to oblige, I said “Yea suck that dick bitch. Suck it hard and let me see you swallow my cum. I know how much you like it now. You’re a cum swallowing slut aren’t you? You just love taking my cream inside your mouth and swallowing it, don’t you?”
I grabbed her head and started pushing my dick into her mouth in time with her sucking, so that I felt like I was face fucking her.
I could feel her breathing hard through her nose as she sucked on me and she seemed in total ecstasy. Finally, I felt the cum rise in my balls and grabbing moms head hard, I thrust hard and deep and spurted in her mouth with a loud groan.
“Ohhhhhhh…Ahhhhhhhhh…” I said out loud.
Mom had clamped onto my dick with her mouth firmly as I came, making sure that this time she would not spill a drop. And indeed she didn’t, as she seemed to be swallowing the lot!
After she’d milked me dry with her mouth and cleaned all the cum off my dick, she smiled up at me and said, “Mmmm…. that was lovely, I love the taste of your cum,” and she licked her lips, letting her tongue linger outside her lips momentarily to show me how much she enjoyed it, like she had been eating some delicacy. Fuck, she knew how to tease me!
“Now have a good sleep and I’ll collect another sample first thing in the morning before I go to work, but I’ll have to use the semen beaker again from tomorrow.”
I nodded, and smiled back at mom.
She stood up, her tits wobbling in her red blouse, kissed me on the cheek and said, “Goodnight, hon. Sleep tight.” And with that she strolled out of my bedroom. Again, I watched her naked ass swing sexily as she walked away. Fuck!
I curled up in bed, and in no time at all fell sound asleep.
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I looked at my watch. It was 3.30pm. I was about to leave my college campus and head for Dr Taylor’s Clinic, which was a short bus ride down town.
Mom had told me in that morning she would leave work a little early, and meet me there. That was after she had wanked me off into the semen beaker of course, before she left for work. It was a little disappointing not to have her suck me off properly and let me cum in her mouth, but we had to use the semen beaker again to get some measurements, as we’d given doing that a miss, completely, on Sunday.
As I sat on the bus going towards the clinic, I wondered what Dr Taylor would say, and if my blood test results would show up anything. I still had a slight ache in my balls everyday, but as I mentioned before, this would normally clear up after I’d cum several times.
I thought back to our first visit to see Dr Taylor. I suddenly remembered the way she had looked at my dick and licked her lips. Then I remembered mom doing the same thing several times before she had actually started to suck me off. An image of my dick in Dr Taylor’s mouth flashed through my mind quickly and I smiled. ‘Don’t be stupid,’ I said to myself! Doctors don’t do that with their patients!
Soon, I reached my stop and got off the bus. A few minutes later I was climbing the steps up to the Clinic front door. I saw a mid-thirties looking attractive blonde receptionist at the desk and introduced myself.
“Afternoon, ” I said. “I’m Jacob Addington. I have an appointment with Dr Taylor for 4.30pm.” The receptionist looked down at her diary, and as she did so I could not help but look down at her quite ample cleavage which was showing. She was wearing a white nurse type uniform which had quite a low cut top, and her boobs were pushed quite firmly up to create quite a sexy cleavage. She looked damn hot!
“Oh yes,” she smiled back at me. “Please take a seat. Your mother is already here.”
As I walked into the waiting area of the clinic, I saw mom had got there before me and was sitting in a chair reading a magazine. She looked up and smiled at me. There were no other people waiting, probably because we had the last appointment of the day, although I think the clinic had two or three other doctors too. I gave mom a kiss on the cheek and sat down next to her.
The receptionist was a about 10 feet away from where we sat at one end of the waiting area, near the front door. She smiled reassuringly over at us. I couldn’t remember seeing her the last time I was here. The image of her ample cleavage still lingered with me.
Then mom said in a low tone so no one else could hear, “Remember Jacob, you mustn’t say anything about how far we have gone in our cum collecting sessions. Let me do most of the talking.”
“Ok, mom” I replied, as quietly back to her.
After a couple of minutes the phone rang by the receptionist, and after answering it she said out loud, “You may go in now.”
Mom and I got up and went over to the consultation room door. Mom knocked, and I followed her in.
“Ah, Mrs Addington and Jacob, do come in said Dr Taylor smiling broadly, from behind her desk, standing up in a white doctor’s coat, welcoming us.
She shook both our hands and beckoned us to sit down on the chairs in front of her desk.
Dr Taylor was a mature lady, of around 50 years, stocky in build, chubby and buxom with it, and with greying hair. She wore glasses, but as I looked at her I noted again, like the first time we had met her, that she had quite a pretty face and wonderful deep blue eyes, which had almost a playful sparkle in them.
As we sat down, Dr Taylor first looked at my mom and then me, and still smiling and looking quite jovial said “Well how are you both, and how have you been getting on since I last saw you?”
Mom took the lead and said quite enthusiastically, but a little hesitatingly as if slightly embarrassed, “We’ve been doing fine Dr Taylor. I….er…have been helping Jacob in getting some measurements for you, as you suggested. I have them here.” Mom pulled out the records sheet, which she had shown me on Sunday morning, and handed it to the doctor.
“That’s excellent,” said Dr Taylor smiling. She took the paper from mom’s hand and put it on the desk in front of her without reading it. “I’ll look at this in a moment. I’m so glad you felt able to help Jacob, as it can be difficult to collect samples,” she added, as if to provide some reassurance.
Then Dr Taylor looked hard at me and said, “Tell me Jacob, how are your aches down below?”
I cleared my throat and said a little timidly, “I do still have them, but it does help a lot when I er….er …you know masturbate. I mean when I…er…you know, spurt my semen.”
“Good,” replied Dr Taylor still smiling at me. “I’m glad that you do get relief at least.”
“Now,” she continued, “I do have your blood test results here,” she said pointing to a blue folder, which was on the desk in front of her. “But first let me see your semen measuring record.”
Dr Taylor picked up the sheet of paper mom had given her and read it carefully.
“Yes, I see you have been producing quite a lot, but from the totals you’ve worked out at the bottom, I can see it is generally within a similar range every day.”
She paused for a moment looking at the numbers. “Yes, that’s all fine,” she added. “Thank you for keeping this record. I hope it has not been too difficult,” she added, looking first at mom then me.
For the first time I think I saw mom blush at that remark, and she replied quickly, “Er… no doctor…it….its been quite an experience as it’s something a mother is not often asked to do, if you know what I mean.”
“Yes, yes Mrs Addington. May, I call you Margaret.”
“Well, my friends call me Marge. That will do.”
“Marge it is then,” replied Dr Taylor. “Yes I do understand, and I’m sure Jacob has been grateful too.”
Mom looked slightly uneasy but just smiled back at the doctor.
Dr Taylor looked at me and said. “Aren’t you Jacob? You must be thankful your mom has been able to help you.”
“Yes, sure I am,” I said, in a tone more relaxed than I thought I would say it.
Mom then said, “Are you able to tell us what the problem is Doctor?”
“Yes, I can,” replied Dr Taylor. “I am pleased to say the blood tests have given us an answer to what is going on. So in that sense it is good news. However, the treatment I am going to suggest maybe a little more…,” she paused for a moment, “A little more unusual and perhaps difficult.”
I felt a tinge of concern and looked at mom, who I could see was also looking worried.
Dr Taylor saw our anxious expressions and said, “Oh, please, I did not mean to worry you like that. Once I’ve explained, you may not think it is too much of an issue to overcome.”
“Please tell me what’s wrong with Jacob?” asked mom.
Dr Taylor straightened up in her chair a little as if she was about to say something important.
“Mrs Addington….I mean Marge,” she said looking at mom, “The blood test show Jacob has a condition which although I would not describe as rare, is a little uncommon. I will not bore you with the name of the condition, and we did send the samples to another laboratory for confirmation. Luckily the condition is detectable through the blood tests. I will try to explain it as simply as I can.”
Dr Taylor looked at me then mom as she spoke. “As you may know, men and women both have bacteria present in their genital areas, which are kept at an optimum level though various means, including the body’s own immune system. In certain cases in men, the balance of this bacteria overwhelms their balancing mechanisms and can lead to aches in the scrotum area, which in effect has happened to you Jacob,” she said, looking directly at me and smiling reassuringly.
“But, the good news is that it is curable. Our medical history records show that virtually all young men who have had this condition have been completely cured. However, the recommended method is,….well,…..slightly unusual.”
“Well, it’s a relief to know you know what it is, and that Jacob can be cured.,” said mom. “But in what way is the cure unusual?” she added, almost taking the words out of my mouth.
Dr Taylor paused for moment.
Then looking at mom directly she said, “Because of the slightly unusual nature of the treatment, you may prefer that I speak to you directly and in private first, Marge, before telling Jacob.”
Mom listened and thought for a moment before replying.
“Er….well, no doctor. It’s all right. I know Jacob is mature enough to listen to what you will say, and I would like him to be present. He’s my son, and I know he will be ok with whatever you might say,” she replied, firmly.
I felt kind of pleased that mom had spoken up for me like that. But I guessed it was partly because of the sexual intimacy we had already shared.
“Alright,” said Dr Taylor, looking at mom and then me quite seriously.
“Occasionally, men much older than Jacob in their fifties and sixties can get this condition, but for them we normally prescribe tablets, which they then have to be take once a week for the rest of their lives. However, the best treatment for this condition, in a young man of Jacob’s age, is to naturally lower the imbalance of bacteria in the male genitals. The way to do this normally, is for a man is to have sexual intercourse frequently with a woman, as the different bacteria that are present in a woman genitalia, naturally help to restore the imbalance in the male, as they get passed on during intercourse.
Mom and I both listened in silence without saying anything. You could have heard a pin drop. And I felt a twitch in my dick as the doctor spoke the last sentence.
“Now for this to work,” continued Dr Taylor, “The intercourse must be without a condom, as obviously we require the male and female genital fluids to mix.”
Dr Taylor paused for a moment.
Then looking hard at me, she said, “Do you have a girlfriend at the moment Jacob?”
“Er…no,” I replied, rather embarrassingly.
“Well, here is where the slightly unusual recommendation for treatment I have for you comes in, in that case.”
Dr Taylor paused again.
“To be blunt Jacob, you need to have sex with a woman daily for the next 2-3 months, and then regularly thereafter, to restore your body’s balance and get rid of your aches. But if you do not have a girlfriend, then that is a problem.”
I sneaked a look at mom, who obviously was not going to say we had been doing it, and neither was I.
Then, I was shocked at the Doctor’s next lengthy statement.
She looked at mom and said, “Marge, I want you to know I am also a sex therapist and counsellor as well as a medical doctor. I see many different types of people who visit me in that capacity, and who tell me all kinds of sexual fantasies and fetishes. So nothing surprises me anymore. And of course the relationships between a sex counsellor and the client is completely confidential.”
“Er..yes…I understand that,” replied mom, slightly confused.
“So what I am try to say, is that one possible solution to the fact that Jacob has no girlfriend currently is ..,” Dr Taylor paused, “For you to perhaps go a little further in helping him with his treatment, if you know what I mean.”
I saw a streak of red run across mom’s neck and cheeks as she realised what the doctor had just suggested to her.
I think I must have blushed too.
Mom stayed silent. My dick twitched again.
Then trying to be more reassuring, Dr Taylor said, “As I mentioned, the relationship between a doctor and the patient is strictly confidential. I can only suggest what is best for the patient and it would go no further than between us, if it helps Jacob get over his little problem, or until he meets a fine young girl in the future hopefully.” Dr Taylor smiled as she finished the sentence.
Mom regained her composure a little and said, “Er…yes…I see what you mean doctor. I shall have to think about it.” She obviously didn’t feel comfortable enough to tell the doctor we had already fucked!
“However, I have an alternative option,” continued Dr Taylor. “Over the years during the course of my sexual counselling, I have seen a number of women, similar to your age Marge, who also have certain sexual issues and problems because their husbands’ can no longer perform sexually. I have handful of such women on my books now. All they require is to have sexual intercourse once or twice a week to help them overcome their problems. Dr Taylor paused.
Then continuing, she said, “I Also have a number of men a little older than Jacob — in their early twenties, who also come to see me with their sexual problems, for example, shyness in approaching women, or lack of experience in the sex act, and require just some initial guidance and prompt in the right direction. Now, being a ‘hands on’ type of sex counsellor, what I do, with the permission of all involved, is, I link up these young men to these older women, who have their husbands’ permission of course. And so the young men can resolve their sexual issues and gain some confidence, whist at the same time satisfying these mature ladies. It is a ‘win, win’ situation. The key is also that before I link up the young men to the mature, experienced women, I make sure both parties are completely free of any infection or STDs, so that they are able to enjoy themselves to the fullest extent, without worry. And I do follow up checks too. So what I am saying, Marge, is if you feel unable to help, I could link Jacob up to one or two of these ladies I know.”
As the doctor had been speaking, and what she had been saying sunk in, my dick had become semi hard. I couldn’t quite believe my ears. Dr Taylor could put me in touch with some older ladies of mom’s age for me to fuck to help cure my problem! Fuck!
I thought mom would blow up either in embarrassment or rage at the idea, but strangely enough when I looked over at her to see her reaction, see seemed quite calm. If anything, calmer than when the doctor had started talking.
“I see,” mom replied. “Well, Dr Taylor, I am so pleased to have chosen you as our doctor, as I can see your approach to treatment is very ‘hands on’ as you put it, and you have the best interests of the patient at heart, even if the treatments are slightly unusual. I’m also glad that you are so frank with us in your explaining the situation, and offering an alternative solution. I shall have to think this all over, as it is quite a lot to take in. But at least we know what’s wrong with poor Jacob,” mom paused, looking at me, “And how best we might be able to help him.” Mom smiled back at the doctor now, clearly much less tense and more relaxed in her chair.
Mom’s reaction surprised me and my dick was still snaking around in my pants at the thought of all these suggestions. I was trying to hide it by holding my hands over my crotch!
“Good,” replied Dr Taylor beaming back at mom. “I’m so glad we have an understanding.”
Then looking at me, Dr Taylor said, ” I hope you will feel comfortable with the suggested treatment Jacob and not feel shy. I’m sure you will appreciate it.” I thought I detected a glint in her eyes as she spoke to me.
I decide to play all innocent and I piped up, “Er…yes…. sure Dr Taylor, anything that helps me get over my problem.” Then, feeling a little braver and to add a touch of spice to the conversation, so that Dr Taylor might perhaps think I was more of a man than she knew, I added, “It has been quite nice and relieving at times when mom has been helping me, so I’m sure help in other ways from mom and from other ladies might be good too.”
I definitely saw a sparkle in the doctor’s eyes this time as I spoke, and my dick twitched again.
“Very good,” replied Dr Taylor. “Now, Marge, you have a think about what I’ve said and let me know how you might want to proceed. And remember this is all completely confidential between us only.”
“Thank you, Dr Taylor,” replied mom.
“Now, before you go today, I do need just one final test to perform which is to take a fresh sample of semen from Jacob. Once the treatment I’ve just suggested to you has been started I will also have to take fresh semen samples twice a week as we monitor progress through regular semen tests and blood tests. You no longer have to take daily cum measurements from Jacob now. Is that ok?”
I felt relieved we didn’t have to use the semen beaker at home again, but I think I must have not been listening properly to the first part of what the doctor had said as mom asked, “You mean you would like a sample now from Jacob?” and looking a little perturbed again.
“Yes. That shouldn’t be a problem should it? Do you feel you can provide me with one Jacob?”
“Er.. yes,” I said..” I guess so.” The truth was, aside from being semi hard already, hearing what the doctor had suggested, my balls were aching a bit, and cumming was just what I needed, as I’d only cum once that morning with mom helping me.
“Good,” replied Dr Taylor. “Excuse me one moment.”
Dr Taylor picked up the phone and said, “Cynthia, as Mrs Addiington and Jacob are the last patients for the day, and it’s almost 5pm, you can go home now. I won’t be needing your assistance further today.”
I realised Cynthia must have been the name of the hot looking receptionist. Dr Taylor listened to a reply and then said,. “That’s right, we’ll be fine. Have a nice evening – bye,” and put the phone down.
“Right, would you like to follow me to my inner consulting room?” Dr Taylor got up and beckoned us to follow.
I had not noticed another door in the doctor’s room on the first visit, but the doctor led us to the far side of the room where there was indeed another door. She opened it and we all went in. The doctor then closed the door and bolted it from the inside. “I like to make sure we have absolute privacy,” she said. “Welcome to my inner consulting room. This is where I see clients who have sexual issues or problems of various sorts, and I try to counsel them and help them resolve these issues.”
As I looked around the room I noticed it had a much more cosy and informal feel to it compared to the doctors main consulting room. This was more homely and even intimate. There were matching lampshades, a luxurious beige carpet with a large roomy leather sofa and a separate sofa chair. At one end of the room a very comfortable looking milky chocolate coloured leather bound couch/examination table was placed in the centre space so you could walk around it, where I guessed people could lie down. There was also a door to another room attached to this one!
As I entered the room, for some reason my hard on had gone down completely. Perhaps it was the thought of what I might have to do in front of the doctor, rather than in private with mom, which is what I was used to.
“Now, Marge, I’ve brought you in here too because I thought it would be better if you might like to help your son produce his semen sample, like you have been doing at home. I would like to watch and assist if you wouldn’t mind so I can make sure everything is in order from a physiological point of view. Is that ok with you both?”
“I guess so,” said mom, but I could see she was a little embarrassed.
I just nodded.
“Now Jacob, see that door — that goes to a bathroom. I’d like you to be nice and clean, so would you like to take off your pants and underwear in there, leave your t-shirt on, and give yourself a good wash of your privates, wrap yourself in a towel, and then come back out here.
I nodded again and walked over to the bathroom door.
Dr Taylor asked mom to sit down and offered her a soft drink. “Jacob before you go, would you like a drink too?”
“Just water is fine,” I said.
I went into the bathroom and closed the door behind me. Fuck! I couldn’t believe this was happening!
The bathroom was very nicely fitted with a bath and separate shower cubicle, and luxury tiles on the walls and floor. Next to the wash basin were a number of cream coloured towels of different sizes.
I took off my trousers and boxer shorts and gave my dick and balls a good wash using a small towel and soap. Then I rinsed myself off by wetting another small towel, and finally dried myself using a larger one. The large one was big enough to go around my waist, so I wrapped the towel around my hips and walked back into the room where Dr Taylor and mom were waiting.
“Excellent,” said Dr Taylor as she saw me come in. I took a sip of my water which she handed me in a glass. “Please lie down on the couch over there, and we’ll join you. Keep your towel over you for now.”
I did as instructed. My dick was completely soft now – my earlier arousal had completely gone!
I lay down on the couch, which was in the centre area of the end of the room so that people could walk around it, with my t-short still on, and the towel covering me from below. The couch was very comfortable and had a high back so as I lay there I could almost sit up. Mom and Dr Taylor came over.
Dr Taylor was holding a semen-measuring beaker like the one she had given us to take home.
“Just relax now Jacob. I’ll just ask your mom to take a sample like she does at home.”
Dr Taylor then lowered the head end of the couch a little so as I was lying, my back was about at 30 degrees, and I could relax my back and head.
“Right Marge, just do whatever you normally do to get the sample from Jacob at home. I assume you masturbate his penis into the beaker?”
“Er.. yes, that’s right,” said mom, not giving much away.
Mom stood on one side of me and Dr Taylor stood on the other as I lay on the couch.
Mom pulled the towel way from my crotch and legs to reveal my dick. I was now naked from the waist down. I could sense Dr Taylor looking at me dick intently.
Mom started to stroke my dick to try to get some life into it.
I was still limp. And I thought I should say something about that.
“Sorry, I think maybe because I’m in a strange place, I’m not worked up enough just yet,” I said truthfully.
“Marge, do you provide any stimulation for your son? For example, do you let him touch you?”
Mom hesitated for a moment. I could sense she was unsure just how much to let on. Then she said. “Well sometimes I do. I let him touch my bottom and sometimes my breasts too, as that can help him to cum quicker.”
“Well don’t let me stop you then. Just do what you normally do,” said Dr Taylor encouragingly.
Mom turned her ass towards me a little and I started to caress it through her skirt. My dick responded a little, but I was still not really getting properly hard.
“I think perhaps you need some more stimulation,” said Dr Taylor, after watching this for a few minutes, and seeing I was still not getting properly hard. “Tell me Marge, do you let Jacob see you partly undressed?”
I knew mom was fighting her feelings not to tell the doctor too much, but to my surprise at her openness she finally said “Well as you been so frank and open with us doctor, I will also be honest with you and say yes. Occasionally, I have let Jacob see my breasts and my bottom. But I would always wear some panties to cover my crotch area,” she added, lying. She obviously didn’t feel comfortable to reveal any more just yet!
“Well, may I suggest you remove your top and skirt in that case so Jacob can be properly stimulated? I think he does need more help, poor thing,” said Dr Taylor sympathetically.
Mom stopped wanking me and started to unbutton her white blouse. She then took it off, revealing a white full cup bra underneath. Then, she unzipped her skirt from the side and let it fall to the floor. She was wearing quite conservative white panties underneath which didn’t reveal much of the flesh of her ass. She picked up her skirt and placed it on the sofa with her blouse.
She was now wearing just her white panties and bra with black medium height heels. She came back over to me, and not looking at Dr Taylor, perhaps to avoid eye contact because of how she was now dressed in front of me, pulled her panties into her ass crack partly, so as to make her ass look more sexy, and then began stroking my dick again.
“That’s quite a nice touch, to make you look more stimulating,” said Dr Taylor pointing to what mom had done with her panties in pushing the fabric into her ass crack.
“Well, he does like bottoms a lot, so he tells me,” replied mom, to my surprise, revealing one of my likes.
“Well that’s quite natural,” said Dr Taylor smiling at me.
I started stroking mom’s ass again, which was now looking much more alluring, but Dr Taylor looking on at me from one side was not helping my erection still.
I think the doctor noticed my discomfort.
“I think we need to do something else here if we are to get you going young man,” she said. “I did say I was the type of sexual counsellor who believes in a hands on approach, so what I can do if you like is to stand nearer you Jacob, and you may also touch my bottom lightly through the material of my skirt, as you like bottoms so much. Are you ok with that Marge?”
“Er…yes sure,” replied mom.
Dr Taylor removed her white coat to reveal surprisingly low cut beige blouse and dark brown knee length skirt underneath. She came and stood next to me about level with my chest so my right hand could reach her ass. She was much rounder in shape than mom, and more of a bubble butt, I noticed, despite her chubbiness.
“Now don’t be shy young man, you can squeeze and feel my bottom as you like whilst your mom does her bit.”
I couldn’t quite believe this was happening. With my left hand I was feeling up mom’s ass cheeks as she stood in her underwear to my left and with my other hand I was stoking Dr Taylor’s ass through the material of her skirt as she stood to my right!
My dick started to become hard and responsive finally, although I still felt a little awkward.
Dr Taylor placed the semen beaker on the couch so mom could get hold of it in time.
Then to my surprise mom said. “Dr Taylor I hope you won’t mind, but I’m going remove my bra so Jacob can see my boobs. That normally does the trick at home.”
“Well, I am glad to hear you have such an informal arrangement,” replied Dr Taylor looking more pleased now.
Mom unclasped her bra and threw it on the sofa. Her glorious, full, melon like globes with large brown areole came into full view. Mom’s thick nipples looked exceedingly tempting and suckable.
“And I must say you have a very fine pair of boobs,” said Dr Taylor seeing them in their glory.
“Thank you.”
Before going back to working on my dick mom lent over my face so her boobs were in reach of my mouth. I don’t think she had planned to do this but just did it instinctively. Seeing this, Dr Taylor said, “And I see you let him suck you too. Excellent! That should really do the trick. Look!”
Dr Taylor pointed at my dick, which was now fully hard, as I had taken mom’s juicy tit into my mouth as she let her boobs fall over and stroke my face, and she saw it’s full length and hardness now for the first time. “Jacob, you do have a fine erection. I am going to call it a cock if you don’t mind, as I think it is easier to help you to cum if we use more common words.”
Dr Taylor keenly looked at my hard on, and licked her lips, and I could see she wanted to touch it. “Can I make a suggestion?” she said.
“Go on,” said mom.
“How about if you stand over Jacob like you are and let him play and suck on your fine boobs, and I collect the semen sample? It may make things easier,” said Dr Taylor.
“Sounds ok to me, ” said mom. “You ok with that Jacob?”
I nodded. It would be good to have another woman’s hands on my dick.
I was started to feel much more relaxed being in the doctor’s presence now, as she seemed to be enjoying what we were doing too. She moved over to my left where mom had been standing and mom came over to the right of me, still leaning over me slightly so I could suck and play with her boobs or ass with one hand.
Mr Taylor started to wank me. The feel of her hand on my dick was quite exquisite and her technique arousing. She was clearly an expert in this from the way she was stroking me!
My dick was now at full stretch, but I did not feel like cumming just yet.
“May I touch your bottom again Dr Taylor?” I said, feeling brave.
Without saying anything, Dr Taylor angled her ass back at me so I could reach it, and I started to grope at her fleshy ass cheeks through he material of her skirt.
“That’s right. Feel my ass young man and cum for me,” said Dr Taylor as she continued to wank me, whilst I felt up her butt.
At that moment I would have loved it if either mom or Dr Taylor had given my dick a quick suck. But I did not feel brave enough to go so far as to suggest that.
Mom then surprised me again by saying, “Let me use my boobs on his cock for a moment. That should do it finally.”
Mom moved down the couch a little so she was now opposite to Dr Taylor a who let go of my dick, and let mom wank me with her boobs as she held them tightly around my prick and moved up and down.
Dr Taylor looked on pleasingly. “I’m so glad to see you are so free with each other in this way,” she said.
Seeing mom do what she was doing to me in front of the doctor triggered something off inside my head, and I started to get extremely aroused now at the idea of mom sexually pleasuring me in front of someone. I’d gone from being very shy about it initially, to now getting really turned on by it, and I felt the cum rise in my balls.
“I’m gonna’ cum in a minute if you carry on like that,” I said out loud.
Mom continued wanking me between her fleshy tit mounds for another minute or so and then stopped and let Dr Taylor take over. The doctor grabbed the semen beaker in one hand and started pumping my dick hard up and down. She was just in time as after just few strokes I came, gushing into the semen beaker.
“Ahhhhh..AHH…OOOOOHHH,” I shouted out as I came, jerking my hips upwards several times as I did so.
Dr Taylor continued to expertly hold my cock and pump me until my cum waves subsided and she’d collected all my cum in the beaker. I pushed my head back against the couch and closed my eyes, enjoying the high of my orgasm as the doctor’s hand still held my dick, and mom stood topless, wearing just her panties, next to her. Fuck, that was so good!

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WoW Lust at Sea chapter 1

It had started out as a simple day out at sea. Funny how things can change so quickly. They had only been out a couple of hours before the attack began. The pirate ship seemed to descend upon them like a hawk snatching its prey. The brave Alliance sailors tried their best to repel them, but they were out manned and out gunned. Even so, the pirates seemed to fight to capture and not kill. Several people were injured, and badly, but no one was killed.
Yet.
Raalia now sat on the ground with the others all lined up in several neat rows. She was a Draenei priestess who had been on her way to the Eastern Kingdoms to meet up with her guild in Stormwind. But now she had to deal with this mess. The pirates stared at her perfect hourglass shaped body and C sized breasts that went well with her light blue skin as well as her dark long hair. Her stomach was flat due to years of fasting which made her look even more appealing. Her small lips and silver, almond shaped eyes fix her oval shaped face perfectly. Two tentacles were on each side of her neck and her hooves were shinny as well. Her robes were red and tanned colored which showed off all her curves.
Beside her were two other women. One was a young blond woman with tanned skin. From what Raalia knew she was a low level mage named Callie. Then there was a pink haired Gnome who was a beginner warlock whose name she didn’t know.
None of them were even close to these pirates’ power or skill. Their races varied. There were several Orcs and Trolls but there were also a couple of humans and Night Elves as well. Here and there she could see a goblin or two mumbling to themselves about who knows what. Yet out of all of those who attacked, three stood out above the rest.
The first was a female Troll who was dressed in a brown bead covered kilt and a matching mantle draped over her shoulders that only covered her breasts. Her skin matched that of the Draenei, but her hair was a bright green color that stood up like three Mohawks that were braided at the end. Her tusks were smaller than most females, toothpicks compared to that of the males of her race. From what Raalia had seen this Troll was a shaman whose magic healed her crewmates while they fought.
Then there was the female Orc who wore the skimpiest clothing of any of the pirates. She was dressed simply in a small loin cloth and a fur covered bra. Her brown hair was braided into a single long pony tail that went past her ass and ended with a large white fang. Her face looked soft and smooth compared to the males of her race giving her a more pleasant look. However it was hard to see that while she was firing her gun during the fight while her spider pet shot its webs at the sailors.
Finally, there was the female Blood Elf mage. She wore a red button up shirt that was only buttoned right below the breasts showing everyone her cleavage as well as her mid-section and white pants that seemed like they were skin tight. Her long, flaming red hair matched her personality as she took delight in setting several people aflame. And as she walked she swayed her hips back and forth in a seductive manner.
Suddenly, a large figure began to walk the board the connected the two ships. It was a Tauren, and an old one at that. He had a horn missing and seemed to be wearing glasses.
“Captain on deck,” called out the Blood Elf once the Tauren stepped onto the ship. The Tauren then turned and moved out of the way for the figure behind him. It was a human with brown hair and brown eyes. He was dressed in a long red jacket that was lined with gold and open so that all could see he bare, muscular chest. He also had on white pants and black boots. What was truly shocking about him was his sized. He was barely above five feet tall and his face gave him the appearance of someone much younger making it impossible for anyone to guess how old he was. On his hips were two swords that seemed to drip a strange green liquid.
Once he was on deck, the Blood Elf practically draped herself onto him from behind. Her small hands rested on his shoulders as she pressed her body against his. She moved her head close to his ear and whispered something. Whatever it was seemed to please the captain for a small smile appeared on his face. Raalia fought back a gasp as she watched the pirate captain reach back and squeeze the Elf’s ass. Then he turned his attention to his captured crew.
“Listen up,” in said in a surprisingly deep voice. “I am Captain Adren Hellstein, leader of the Nether Sea Pirates. We refuse to bow before the power of the Alliance or the Horde. I don’t care what race you are, who you side with, or anything. Once you are in our sights, you are our prey. Now, letting you live means that there will be more sailors out there to loot in the future. So as long as no one tries anything stupid we can make this nice and quick.” He turned and looked at his men. “Check their cargo and take their weapons. I want this raid to produce more than a few coppers!”
His men cheered as she ran down to the holds below the deck. As they did, Raalia felt the captains gaze fall on her. He seemed to be studying her and nodding every once in a while as if he were looking at a check list. He then turned his attention onto Callie and seemed to repeat the process, but with fewer nods. Slowly his gaze fell back on the Draenei which made her feel every uncomfortable. The gaze was like a blade which pierced her to the core. Like he was ripping off her clothing with just his eyes. A sigh of relief almost escaped her lips once his focus was taken away from her as his crew began to bring up crates from the lower decks. The Tauren pulled out a scroll and a quill pen as he began to inspect the contents of each crate. Then after each one he would say something in his native tongue and the crate would be taken to the other ship. Once the last crate was onboard the Tauren turned toward Adren and grunted.
“Not enough,” he said as he handed his captain the scroll. Adren scanned the scroll and slowly let out a sigh. Then he turned to his captives.
“We have a problem,” he said simply. “According to my trusted colleague, what we took from you won’t even cover the costs of the cannon balls we fired at you. Nothing but cheap weapons, rations, and wool. Now, who will speak for all of you?”
“I do,” said the Captain Heroldmoore as he stood up. He was an old man from what Raalia could tell. His hair was grey and had a scar on his left eye.
“I see,” replied Adren. “Well then, I’m feeling good right now so I’ll make you a deal. I’ll take the female Draenei and human to make you for our loses. In exchange I’ll let you and the rest of your crew go free. I’ll even let you keep your rations.”
“Never,” said Heroldmoore as he spat on Adren. “I demand that you fight me one on one for…” He didn’t get any farther as Adren vanish and appeared behind him. Then, in a single motion stabbed him in the back. Then, just as quickly, Adren pulled out his blade and allowed Heroldmoore to fall to the ground.
“Now who is in charge,” asked Adren. The first mate stood up, shaken at seeing his captain killed before his eyes. “Do you agree with my terms?”
“Y-Yes sir,” stammered the first mate. Adren nodded and motioned towards the two women seated on the ground. Two orcs then went over two the two women in question, picked them up, and carried them over to the pirate ship.
-x-
Raalia found herself in the captain’s private quarters. She hadn’t seen Callie since they had been taken onboard. The last she saw of her she was being taken to the lower deck. Raalia knew that she might have shared her fate had the captain not ordered her taken into his private quarters.
The room itself wasn’t unpleasant. One entire wall was a window that allowed her to see were the ship had been and on both sides were bright red drapes. Currently she was sitting on a nice oak bed while facing a bookshelf on the other end. The door was closed and she was sure it was being guarded. Right now they were too far out at sea for her to try and escape. But once they made port she would make her break. It was her only real option.
There was then a knock on the door and a moment later Adren walked in. with him he carried a pot and two empty cups which he placed on a small table near the bed. Silently he poured tea into both cups. When he was done he pick up one and began to drink from it and then set it back on the table to show that he had in fact drunk from it. Finding herself thirsty, Raalia picked up her own cup and drank from it.
“It’s good,” she said. “What is it?”
“Steelbloom Tea,” said Adren as he picked up his cup once again and then sat down next to Raalia. “It’s an old family recipe. You’re now the fourth person to have tried it on this ship except for me.”
“I am honored,” said Raalia as she drank a bit more tea. “So, what is to be my fate?”
“Direct I see,” said Adren. Raalia suddenly began to feel warm, but ignored it to listen to her captor. “Right now I think you can guess what I plan on doing to you. However, the overall scheme is that I plan on selling you.”
“Excuse me,” demanded Raalia. However, her voice was a bit weaker now. Also, the heat was beginning to grow. It had begun in her stomach, but was now moving towards her legs. She could feel her panties getting wetter.
“I’m sure that you think that there are no more slaves,” said Adren as he drank from his tea. “But that is not true. Secretly, there is a good market for sex slaves. Most people want blondes or anything with a big enough bust. But there are also those who want something more…exotic. And you don’t come across a find like this every day.”
At this point, Raalia was on her back. Her mind was a haze of lust that began to eat away at her rational mind. That space between her legs was getting hotter and hotter. She could feel herself getting wetter and wanting something that she knew she shouldn’t. She tried to fight it, but it was a losing battle as her hands lipped under her robes to caress her folds.
Adren smirked at the Draenei masturbating before him as he set down his cup. From his pocket he pulled out a small dagger and brought it to her neckline. Then, gently, he began to cut his way down until her robes were ripped to shreds. But he didn’t stop there. He also cut off her bra and finally her panties. Now standing he began to admire his handy work. It seems that either priestesses shaved or that Draenei were naturally bare. As he marveled at her body, he began to undress himself until her was equally bare.
Deciding to take her body for a test drive, Adren went to one of Raalia’s hardened nipples and gave it a lick. Hearing her respond with a moan, Adren began to circle it with his tongue and from time to time flick it. At the same time he moved his hand over her other breast and began to play with it. He pinched her nipple and gave it a good twist. He kneaded it for a while and then he gave it a good slap.
Slowly, Adren moved down her body until his face was in front of her pussy. He stared at it as her hand continued to play with herself. Moving her hand out of the way proved harder than he thought for she kept putting her fingers back into her pussy. In the end, Adren had to hold both her hands at her sides so that he could enjoy his meal in peace. And enjoy it he did as he dove it with long, deep licks. Adren found that the taste of pussy juice was different between the races. He had expected Raalia’s to be more like an Orc’s, which had a bitter sweet taste to it. But instead Draenei pussy tasted sweet like strawberries. Raalia arched her body as his tongue began to tease her clit. Electric shocks surged through her body as her eyes rolled back into her head. Soon she found herself trying to thrust herself into his face so that his tongue would go deeper.
“On all fours, like a worg,” he commanded. Raalia could do nothing but obey. She wanted more, she needed more. Of what, she didn’t know but some part did. And that part told her that in order to get it she needed to obey. Soon she felt something long and warm rubbing against her slit. It went back and forth slowly, coating itself with her juices. She began to moan loudly, her eyes closed. Nothing else existed other than this wonderful feeling. Then, to her horror, it stopped.
“Please don’t stop,” she begged.
“Oh, it’s not over yet,” said Adren as he trusted his entire cock into her pussy. Never before had Raalia felt such pain. She screamed as tears ran down her cheeks. She could feel her blue blood run down her legs. Her grip on the sheets tightened and her head sank to the bedding.
Adren paused as he allowed Raalia to get used to the feeling while he savored her pussy. It was so tight and warm. It also felt as smooth as silk. It was taking a lot for him not to cum in her right away. But he couldn’t cum yet. He had to let her feel it all before he started training her. That was his way of doing things. His crew had their own way of training new girl, but he preferred a more gentle approach. Slowly, she would give herself to him. She would play any game, perform any act he desired of her. And she would do it all willingly.
Deciding that she was ready now, Adren began to thrust slowly, causing her to hiss. Smirking, Adren pulled back until he was almost out and then moved forward. It was so, so very slow that it was painful. Soon Raalia began to feel the same way as she moved her hips back in an attempt to keep his cock inside her.
“So you like this?” he asked. Raalia moaned in response and Adren slapped her ass. “When I ask a question you answer! Got it?”
“Yes!” she cried out.
“Do you like this?”
“Yes, I love it!”
A smirk appeared on the captain’s face as he increased the speed of his trust. Raalia cried out again, but not out of pain. The pleasure was overwhelming her. She was seeing colors she never knew existed and could hear her own heart beat. All that mattered right now was this pleasure at this moment. She had been a fool to lock herself away in the life of a priestess. And the pleasure kept on building up like a tidal wave until finally it seemed to explode as she came. But the captain didn’t stop, he just kept pumping into her as she felt another build up and then explode. This happened several more time until he finally came inside her. His hot seed hit her walls causing her to cum one last time before passing out.

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My Photogenic Mom Chapter 3

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Susan woke up in the morning with a terrible headache. She did not realize where she was at first but then recognized Michael’s bed-room. She suddenly realized that someone was sleeping with her and was holding onto her breast. Suddenly parts of the night before tried to work their way into her fuzzy brain. She looked behind her and it was her sleeping son that was holding onto her breast. Susan could not believe that she was naked in Michael’s bed with him. She quickly moved his hand from her breast and ran to her room with her robe. She had no memory of last evening, but from the way her pussy and ass felt she thought she knew that she had been thoroughly fucked. The thought of having sex with her son both sickened her and excited her at the same time. She did know one thing though, if it did happen it would never happen again. Susan could only think of what Harold would do if he ever found out about this. Crying Susan got into the shower and tried to scrub away what little memory she had of the night before.
Michael woke up and heard his mothers shower running. He knew that things would be rough this morning. Susan would be pissed royal at what he had pulled. Michael really was not worried. He had plenty of ammunition to counter her opposition. He knew she would say it would never happen again, but he had other plans. Michael smiled to himself as he got clean shorts and walked to his mom’s room. Michael quietly opened the shower door. Susan was washing her hair and had her back to Michael. Michael stepped into the shower reached around Susan and grasped her tits. Susan jumped and turned around facing Michael, trying to cover herself. “Get out of here she screamed, what do you think you are doing?” “I am just continuing what we started last night Mom!” Michael said. “I do not remember much of last night Susan said, it’s not an excuse but I had too much to drink. If anything happened it should not have and I guarantee you it will not happen again!” Susan said emphatically! Michael reached out and grabbed her tit and said “Mom what happened last night was we fucked each other silly and it will happen again whenever I want it to. I was in the church the other day when you let Reverend Thompson eat your pussy. I saw Kathy Thompson catch you two. I really do not think that you want dad or the rest of the town to see those pictures. I really do not think that you want dad to see the ones from last night either.” Susan was now crying hysterically. “Why are you doing this Michael I love you, you are my son.” “I love you, you are the sexiest woman I have ever seen. I have dreamed for years what it would be like to make love to you. To know how great it would feel to hold your tits and to slip my cock inside your throbbing scalding pussy. I also knew that you would never let me. But now it is different. Actually you are not even cheating on dad. We are keeping it in the family. The only difference is that now when I need some pussy or you want a cock we have each other. I promise you, your cunt will never be lonely again.” While Michael was talking he had backed Susan up against the shower wall. He leaned against her and kissed her on the lips forcing his tongue into her mouth. He slid his hand down her wet body to her Venus mound. Susan kept her legs together trying to keep Michael’s hand off her pussy. Michael forced his knee between hers and opened her pussy to his exploring hand. Susan was still sobbing as Michael’s finger entered her slit. Michael could feel her pussy respond as he fingered her clit before sliding his finger up into her cunt. Susan’s legs moved farther apart to allow Michael easier access to her cunt. Michael guided her hands down to his cock as he sucked her beautiful tit. “You two are going to be great friends he said as he put his mother’s hands on his cock.” Slowly Susan stroked Michael’s cock. She could see no way out of the predicament. So she had to do as Michael said until she figured it out. She was amazed at the size of his young cock, no wonder her cunt was sore she thought. She could feel the juices in her pussy start to flow as Michael stroked it and she stroked his cock. Michael put his hands on her shoulders and started pushing her down on her knees. “Please no she pleaded you are my son I can’t do this.” “You can and you will as long as I am in control here” Michael said and guided his cock to her mouth before she could say anything else. Susan had never sucked a cock before. Harold had tried to get her to suck his but she had always refused. This time she could not refuse. She could not believe this was even happening to her. She hoped to wake up and find that it had all been a nightmare. Michael could see the tears running down his mothers face, and had a pang of guilt. When she took his cock in her mouth the guilt vanished. Besides he told himself when she is used to this we will both be better off. I will have a fine piece of pussy whenever I want it, and my young strong cock should keep her cunt happy. Michael held his mother’s head and started to slide his cock in and out of her mouth. Looking down at her head Michael wondered if she had ever done this with his dad. He doubted it, she was always to straight laced for him to imagine her sucking a cock. Michael could feel his balls getting ready to explode. He could see in his moms face that she wanted to move away but he held her firmly by the head as he shoved his cock deep into her mouth and exploded. Susan could not believe it. Michael had held her head so she could not move and had come in her mouth. She could feel his cum boiling out of his balls and through his cock as it jerked in her mouth. She started swallowing not because she wanted to but because she had to breathe. Suddenly Michael stopped pumping his hips and let loose of her head. He looked at his come dribbling off her lips and smiled. Susan started to cry again but licked her lips so she did not lose any of Michael’s come. As much as she hated the thought of what she had done, she had enjoyed sucking her sons cock. Michael helped his mom back to her feet and kissed her. Michael’s hands were roaming over Susan’s body seemed to catch her on fire. She started kissing Michael back and when he stuck his tongue in her mouth she responded eagerly. Michael turned off the shower. Let’s go to your bed he whispered in her ear. Susan pulled down the blanket and turned to Michael. Michael gently pushed her backwards onto the bed and started kissing her neck. Susan could feel her juices starting to boil in her cunt. She reached down and started stroking Michael’s strong young cock. Michael was slowly making his way down Susan’s lush body, his lips driving her wild with desire. When his lips reached her downy mound Michael stopped, savoring what he was about to do. Please do not stop Susan whimpered I have needed a man for so long. Susan let out a small scream as Michael closed his lips over her clit. He sucked it into his mouth and teased it with his tongue. He could feel Susan bucking under him and feel the cunt muscles quivering under his mouth. Susan grasped his ass cheek and pulled him towards her. Michael was not sure what she wanted until she started pulling his leg over her head. Once he had moved over her head Susan guided his cock into her mouth sucking it as he was sucking her pussy. Michael felt Susan stiffen under him, feeling the spasms go through her luscious body. He worked his tongue on her clit even faster now, sliding a finger in and out of her gripping cunt. Susan thought she was going to die. She had never had an orgasm like this in her life. It seemed like it would never end. Every time it would start to ebb Michael’s tongue would rasp against her clit starting it all over again. She could feel her juices rolling down her pussy and into the crack of her ass. The feeling was such that she even forgot Michael’s cock beating against her throat. Finally Susan collapsed, totally spent from the huge orgasm that Michael had caused. Michael pulled his cock slowly out of her mouth and turned to face her. Susan could not move. Michael straddled Susan’s chest and laid his swollen cock between his mothers heaving breasts. He gently grasped one in each hand and en-closed his cock in them. “Have you ever been tit fucked mom” he asked? Still being shocked by the situation it took Susan a minute to shake her head no. Michael grinned and said “well I have never tit fucked anyone either but I love your great tits and I want to fuck them.” Michael pulled at the nipples as he slid his cock back and forth between her tits. Susan was fascinated watching her sons cock slide out of her tits seeming to have one eye watching her. Michael started fucking faster and faster. “Here it comes mom he groaned” and shot his wad from between her tits, his cum landing on her neck and face. Susan licked his come off her lips and pulled him forward sliding his still quivering cock into her mouth and sucking the last drops from deep in his balls into her mouth. Michael lay down beside her and softly rubbed her nipples. His cock finally totally spent. He still could not get over how soft his mother’s skin was. Her firm breasts and her silken cunt were now all his. Susan slowly slid her hand over and grasped Michael’s flaccid cock, stroking it gently. She rolled over on her side and looked at his firm young body. She was rapidly losing what little guilt remained as she looked at him. She could feel his cock twitch in her hand as she stroked it. She rose to her knees and slid her other hand under his balls. Susan gently squeezed Michael’s balls as she stroked his cock. It was trying to stand up again. Susan slowly moved between Michael’s legs. She leaned down and kissed his semi erect cock. She licked the shaft and then kissed his sack slowly she sucked his aching balls into her mouth. Working them gently with her tongue she teased his balls. Michael groaned. He had never felt any sensation like that which he felt now. His cock had sprung back to life and was standing erect with no help from Susan. Susan released his balls from her hot mouth and climbed over Michael’s body. The sight of her large breasts swaying with her movements held his attention. Susan centered her hot juicy pussy over her sons throbbing cock and dropped onto it. Susan rammed its full length into her cunt, completely swallowing it in her depths. She just sat there savoring the feeling of having a man inside her, feeling the size of his cock completely filling her throbbing cunt. She could feel the head of Michael’s cock rubbing against the very bottom of her depths. Building the heat and passion that had not been satisfied for many years. Michael watched as Susan sat speared on his cock, watching her breasts sway with each breath. He reached up and grabbed a hand full of each tit and started to squeeze. Susan’s nipples were straining and Susan started rocking her hips, sliding her cunt on Michael’s cock. Michael was mesmerized at the sight of Susan’s cunt sliding up off his cock, then sliding down completely engulfing it. Susan was moving faster and Michael knew that she was about to come. He pulled down on her tits and jammed his hips upward deep into her steaming cunt. Susan exploded and Michael just watched her juices roll over his shaft onto his balls. Rolling Susan onto her back, Michael started ramming his cock into her. He did not think he would ever be able to come. The sight of his cock splitting his mom’s hot pink gash made him even hotter. He held her legs by the ankles in front of him and spread her wide open. Feeling and seeing her cunt convulse as she came again was too much for Michael as he pumped what little juice was left in his balls into Susan’s wonderful pussy.
It was early afternoon when Michael and his mom woke up. They took a quick shower and went downstairs to have lunch. Susan looked at Michael and said “I love you but this situation is not good, we cannot go on acting like this. It is not healthy for you or me. Also if your dad finds out, we will both be in trouble.” Michael sat there for a minute and thought about what his mom had said. “I do not think that dad will find out, I am sure not going to tell him. I think we both are adults and know what we want, I sure do. I want your lovely legs wrapped around me as often as possible.” “From your reaction earlier, you need someone to fill the void in your life too. Who are we hurting, no one has to know.” Susan thought about what Michael said. She certainly did have a void in her life. If only there was not a possibility of Harold finding out about the two of them fucking each other. He would certainly divorce her, taking Michael away in the process. At least they would have a week before Harold came home. Michael walked up behind Susan and slid his hands into her blouse cupping her breasts. Her nipples immediately stood erect under his caress. “I would not worry mom” he said “everything will work out for the best. You and dad have not got along for years maybe it is time to do something about it.” Susan could not believe the reaction Michael’s touch was causing. Her nipples were straining in his hands and she could feel the heat building in her cunt. She closed her eyes and let her head fall back against his chest. Michael slowly pulled his hands from inside Susan’s blouse. He loved the feel of her breasts in his hands but he had other things he had to do right now. Leaving Susan to clear the table, Michael went upstairs and took the film he had shot of Susan and himself out of the camera. He put it in a safe place so that he could develop it later. Michael put away his camera and tripod. He had to think of a way to ensure that Harold would not ruin the setup he had worked for. He now had the two most beautiful women he knew sucking and fucking him whenever he wanted. He did not intend to let anyone fuck this up for him. Susan stuck her head in the door and told Michael that she had a meeting that she had to attend this afternoon. She said that there was no way to get out of it, and she would return at 8 PM. Michael told her to enjoy herself, that he would be here waiting at 8.
Michael looked at the clock and saw that it was only a few minutes after 2. He called Kathy on the phone. When she answered he told her he wanted to see her at 2:30 at his house. She was worried about someone seeing her. Michael told her to park down the road and walk to the house.
He hung up before Kathy said anything else. He was not worried that she would not show up. He still had the pictures. Thinking of pictures he got his video camera and set it up in his closet. He adjusted the lens and aimed it at the bed. He would make sure that Kathy would do whatever he wanted whenever he wanted it. A few minutes before 2:30 Kathy knocked on the door. Michael let her in, kissed her, probing her mouth with his tongue. Kathy still had not reconciled herself totally to the idea that Michael had the upper hand at this point. She tried to pull away from him but he grabbed her firm ass with one hand and her head with the other preventing it. Michael let her go and smiled at her, “it is good to see you” he said. Kathy looked at him and said “I really have no choice do I?” Michael took her hand and pulled her towards the stairs. Let’s go up to my room where we can be comfortable. Reluctantly Kathy followed him. As they entered the room Michael pulled Kathy down on the bed and again started kissing her. He made sure that the video camera had a good shot of her face as he pulled her down. As he kissed her, Michael ran his hand under her blouse and pulled her bra over her firm tits. He was surprised to find that her nipples were already hard. He told Kathy to take off her blouse and bra and get more comfortable. Setting up and pulling her blouse off she was looking right at the closet where Michael had hidden the camera. Michael reached behind Kathy and unhooked her bra freeing her silken smooth its for the camera to see. Reaching around her he cupped her breasts and twirled the nipples between his thumb and finger. He could feel Kathy’s breath quicken. She leaned her head back on his chest and enjoyed the feelings. Michael turned loose of Kathy’s breasts and took off his shirt. He also dropped his pants on the floor. He walked around in front of Kathy. As she raised her hips he pulled her slacks and panties off her and dropped them to the floor. He got back on the bed and resumed playing with Kathy’s tits. Slowly he reached down and sliding her legs apart he slid his finger into Kathy’s cunt. He heard her gasp as he shoved it in and rubbed her clit. Michael slid around so he was kneeling over Kathy’s face with his balls and cock in easy reach of her hot mouth. He then lowered the head of his cock until it rubbed her lips. Michael made sure the camera could see everything, as he lowered himself sticking his cock into Kathy’s mouth. Even though she was unwilling at first, the more Michael stroked her cunt the faster Kathy sucked his cock. Michael had pulled Kathy’s legs under his arm to make it easier for him to finger her pussy and being on top he had a fantastic view of her pussy and ass. He could feel Kathy starting to quiver under him and slid another finger into her pussy to get it all slippery with her hot pussy juice. Kathy was really flowing now. Her ass was even all shiny with her juice. Michael felt her grab him tight as she started to explode. Just as she started cumming he jammed his finger as far in her pussy as he could. He thrust the other finger in her tight glistening asshole. He could feel her muscles gripping both fingers as her body shook under him. She had tried to scream when Michael shoved his finger into her asshole but Michael’s cock muffled it. When her body quit shaking, Michael started stroking both fingers into and out of her in unison. Kathy started working her hips in time with his thrusts. Michael pulled his cock out of her mouth and asked her what she wanted. Kathy took a deep breath and said “please fuck me.” Michael kept stroking and said “I cannot hear you.” Kathy said louder now “please fuck me Michael.” Michael was sure the camera had recorded the request and answered “you fuck me.” Kathy whimpered when he pulled out his fingers. He lay down on the bed and told her to get on him facing his feet. He wanted her beautiful ass in front of him. Kathy did so not realizing Michael’s ulterior motives. Kathy guided Michael’s engorged cock into her hot waiting cunt and slowly slid down the erect shaft until it was completely inside her. She started moving up and down on the shaft. Michael sensed that it would not be long before she came again. Kathy started pumping hard and then flung herself down on the shaft as one wave after another of her orgasms hit her. Michael knew that it would be a while before he came again after Susan had drained him. Kathy slumped forward and Michael grasped her ass cheeks and started moving her on his shaft. He could feel her clit rubbing on his shaft. Soon Kathy began to stir and move on her own. As she started moving up and down, Michael moved his shaft under her tight ass hole. Kathy slid down it sinking it all the way to the hilt. Michael reached around and put his hands on her tits pulling her back to lie on him. He could feel Kathy wiggling on his cock like a fish on the hook. Using his feet he spread her legs so that anyone seeing the film would know which hole his cock was buried in. Michael started squeezing Kathy’s nipples in time with her thrusts on his cock. She had put her feet on the bed beside his hips and lifted and dropped her ass onto his rock hard shaft. Michael pushed Kathy’s hand down to her pussy and told her he wanted to feel her fingering her cunt, Kathy started pushing two fingers into her pussy rubbing her clit with her other hand. Michael could hardly stand the feeling of her fingers sliding in and out of her streaming pussy while his throb-bing cock slid in and out of her tight squeezing ass. Michael could feel the cum starting to boil up in him he grabbed Kathy’s tits in one hand and pushed her ass down hard on his straining cock with the other. He shot his boiling wad into her great ass for the second time in two days and lay on the bed spent completely. His cock still gripped in Kathy’s ass.
Michael looked at the clock beside his bed and saw that it was al-most 6 PM. He slapped Kathy playfully on the ass and told her to get a move on. He knew that she had to be at church at 7 PM with Reverend Thompson. Reaching over her, he could not help but grab her luscious breast one last time. He could not believe all that had happened since yesterday morning. First fucking Kathy and then his mother. He had never had a grown woman before and only a couple of girls his own age. By comparison they had not been that great. Of course they did not have the experience of these women either. Michael told Kathy she could use his shower if she wanted, he would even wash her back for her. As Kathy bent over to get her clothes Michael could see some of his cum leaking from her ass. He found that very erotic. Part of him from deep in his balls put deep in her shapely young body by his cock. He could feel himself starting to stiffen again. Standing up Kathy looked at him. Smiling she said “we do not have time for anything else today, I will wash my own back.” While Kathy was in the shower Michael checked the video camera. A quick look at the playback showed him that he had gotten a great record of him and Kathy fucking. He really did not think that he would need it any more. Kathy really enjoyed getting fucked. Michael did not think that her husband appreciated or took advantage of what he had. Michael sensed that Kathy would be a good lay for as long as he took care of her. Michael left the camera in the closet and went into the bathroom. Kathy shut off the water and stepped out of the shower. Michael took a towel and started to dry her off. Starting with her hair and working down. When he got to her legs Kathy lifted one so he could dry her cunt and thighs. As Michael dried her leg he buried his face in her cunt and shot his tongue between her lips licking her clit. Kathy gasped and grabbed his head to steady herself. Michael laughed and told her that that was just for her to think about until he saw her again. Kathy could feel her pussy throb from the contact of his tongue. She pushed him away gently and quietly got dressed. Kathy kissed him at the door, a long drawn out kiss. She probed his mouth with her tongue while she slid her hand around his cock and balls. When he was hard again she smiled and said that is something for you to think about until I see you again. Laughing she ran out the door. Michael took a quick shower and then decided to take a nap until Susan came home.

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My Duaghter-In-Law #2

It’s been a few days sense Angie and I had sex. I’m still in a daze at how I was able to get such a beautiful and lovely woman to have mind-blowing sex with a 60+-year-old fart like me. Angie is my daughter-in-law. She’s 36, 5’4” tall and weighs around 110 lbs with an hourglass figure any woman would envy. Her black hair is down to about her waist and she has the deepest dark brown eyes you’ll ever see. Her breasts are round, firm and full. If I were to guess, I’d say a 34-B cup with nipples that stand up so nicely they beg to be sucked. Now that I think about it, when I was 36, my sex drive was insatiable. A knothole in an oak tree wouldn’t have been safe. Well, that sex drive hasn’t stopped but the ability to perform and last as long has certainly taken toll on me.
Work last night was a pain in the ass. At least the warm shower was doing the job in making me feel much more relaxed and looking forward to a good day’s sleep. I dried off and slipped on my robe to go upstairs for bed. As I top the stairs, I see Angie standing at the stove. She’s in her silk PJ’s and looks simply beautiful. As I say good morning, I step up behind her and place my hands on her neck, giving her a slight squeeze. She says nothing and stands there like a statue. I move my hands down her sides to her waist and slowly encircle her finally placing my hands just under each breast. Angie has the most sensitive tits. She starts saying we can’t do this any more; this isn’t right and that type of crap. Well, somebody forgot to tell her tits cause those nipples became as firm and hard as can be. The little moan coming from her mouth had given her away as well. I tell her we’re grown adults and can do whatever we wish. We have physical needs and they need attention. I said “let’s go to your room so we can be more comfortable.” It didn’t take a lot of talking as she just left her tea and headed down the hall to her bedroom. As I watched that gorgeous ass moving in front of me, I removed my robe and dropped it in the hall. As we enter her room Angie turned around and stood there. I told her to remove her PJ’s so I could look at that beautiful body. As she removed her PJ’s, Angie says we can’t be doing this again and stuff like that. I ask her, Do you want to have sex or not? Just give me a yes or no. She lowered her head as I heard a soft ‘yes’ escaped her lips. I stepped directly in front of her raised her face and looked into those deep brown eyes as I said, yeah me too.
She moved backward to the bed and sat down. I ask her to lean back and lay across the bed. As she did I moved to her side and began to feel those tits once more. I slowly ran my hands all over her breasts; I just had to get my mouth in on this action. I ran my tongue over her breasts and nipples, I’d give a little suck ever once in a while to one nipple and then the other. Angie would let out these low moans and signs that signal her pleasure. I let my hands softly rub her stomach and pubic mound. As I ran my fingers over her pussy, the heat was very noticeable and so was the scent of this woman. I just had to get a taste of that pussy. I started kissing my way slowly down her stomach stopping to stick my tongue into her belly button and suck it once or twice before continuing my journey. Once I reached her pussy, I ran my tongue around her outer lips, up one side and down the other. Over and over I traced my way around her love tunnel. Sliding my tongue up the outer lips and down through the enter lips and oh so softly at the entrance to your wonderful pussy. Angie was starting to move her pussy toward my mouth so I let my tongue slowly enter her. To say this lady tasted wonderful would not begin to cover it. She was so wet and my sucking was only helping her generate more nectar for my tasting. All of a sudden I felt my head being forced into her pussy. She started gushing the most wonderful pussy juice ever imagined. I simply loved going down on her. As her orgasm came to an end she released my head. I’m so sorry for grabbing you like that Angie said. I told her she could grab me that way anytime she wanted. I loved licking and sucking her that way.
I was now rubbing her pussy and pushing a finger into her as I played with her. She slowly took a hold of my cock and started moving her hand up and down my shaft. I’ve had this hard on ever sense walking into the kitchen and I dearly needed relief. I was ready to move on top of her when she said “I’m not so good at this but I’d like to give it a try.” Angie then turned and started to kiss and lick my cock. WOW was I about to cum. As she lowered her head and started to suck and bob, I knew I was going to loose it in just a matter of minutes. Angie, I said, I’m going to cum and I mean like right now. She slowly removed her mouth and started pumping my cock for all it was worth. I shot rope after rope of milky cum all over her and the bedding.
Angie said “I’ve never let anyone cum in my mouth and I’m not sure I’d like it.” I said, that’s something we’ll work on but for right now, I’m fine. I was still running my fingers in and out of her pussy while she slowly played with my cock pumping it back to life.
We lay there and talked and talked about everything. Our fantasy’s, likes, dislikes, everything. I ask her how many men have you had sex with. Angie said counting you, three; my ex- husband, my husband, and now me. I, on the other hand, could not tell her because I don’t know to this day how many I’ve fucked. One hell of a lot.
With all this talking, rubbing, feeling, and playing. I was now hard as a rock and she was extremely wet herself. As I started to kiss her she turned her head so I just ran my lips and tongue down her neck across her collarbone and ended up sucking and kissing her tits.
I was going to take it slow but after looking into those eyes I rolled over on top of her as she lifted her legs to give me access to that dripping pussy. I placed the head of my cock at the entrance and pushed hard. A small pop and I was in once again. Damn was I dreaming or is this girl really this tight. Never in my life had I fucked a girl this tight. I began taking long strokes in and out of her never bringing my cock head out but to the very top and back down again hitting that pubic mound with a thud. Our bodies slapped together and I was jamming my cock into her as hard as I could go. Angie started to moan much louder now and dug her nails into my back. The more she dug into my back the harder I tried to fuck that pussy. We went at it for about 15 or 20 min and finally I had that wonderful feeling every man gets just before he blows his load. Angie was now on the verge of her third orgasm as I let loose my first stream of hot cum into her. She screamed and became very rigid. Her pussy was squeezing my cock and milking me for all I was worth. I shot stream number two and three deep into her pussy as she moaned in delight, slowly relaxed and laid back on the bed. Her face had an angelic glow that was the picture of joy and peace. She was all sweaty and breathing hard almost as hard as I.

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THE CHANCE ENCOUNTER-1: I BECOME A SLAVE

Most of my stories are like couples porn, but not this one. It involves many of the darkest sexual acts as a submissive older man and dominant younger woman find their way to love.
“Confusing, isn’t it?” I had just entered the market and turned into the produce area. I saw a twenty-something woman checking out the pineapples. She seemed to be fairly tall, but it could have just been that she was slender. Her jeans were tight around her hips and her ass was firm from where I was standing–all in all, a very pleasing sight. She placed one pineapple after another into her cart before returning it to the shelf. I walked up next to her so she could see me—I didn’t want to startle her when I spoke.
She turned, looked at me, and smiled. “Oh, damn!” I exclaimed.
“What’s wrong?”
“Well, when a beautiful young woman like you smiles like that I know you’re thinking I’m old and harmless.”
She checked me out, looking up and down my body before speaking. “Oh, I don’t think you’re so old,” she said kindly.
“Yeah, right, I’m probably old enough to be your grandfather.”
“Maybe,” she said pensively, “but…you’re not. Isn’t that what really counts? And from what I can see of you I doubt you’re even close to harmless. But I do see your wedding ring.”
“Yeah, I just haven’t been able to take it off since….”
“Divorce? I hope it wasn’t too messy.”
“No…lung cancer.”
She quickly brought her hands to her face. “Oh, I am so sorry. I didn’t mean to….”
“No…really…it’s OK. It happened almost nine months ago and she smoked almost a pack a day right until the end. I must have told her 5,000 times….not that it did a bit of good.”
“Still, I’m really sorry. Uh, do you know anything about pineapples? I can’t make up my mind.”
“Actually,” I said immodestly, “you’re talking to the pineapple expert,” as I puffed out my chest. “Let’s see what they have here.” I handled several, discarding them as I explained that green was BAD. When I found a brown one I held it for her to examine.”
“Oh, that one looks good.” I shook my head “NO.”
“Just feel this one…see how soft it is. Unless you eat it in one sitting it’ll be rotten before you know it. It’s much too ripe.” I checked a few others before we chose one I thought would be just right. She put it into the cart. “Now that you have one, do you know what to do with it?” She stood there looking really cute and vulnerable before admitting she had no idea. “OK, do you have a cutting board?”
“Yeah, a wooden one,” She shrunk a bit when I cringed.
“How about a knife? You’ll need a long slicing knife that’s pretty stiff. Have anything like that?” She picked up the pineapple and put it back on the shelf. I returned it to the cart. “Tell you what, if you’ll allow me to treat you to dinner I’ll show you what to do with it and I’ll bring a cutting board and a knife with me. I used to cook a lot and I have plenty, so consider them a gift, OK?”
She said nothing for almost a minute then dug into her purse for a pen and paper. She gave me her address and phone number. “By the way, I’m Sam.”
Taking the paper I asked her, “Seven, OK? By the way, I’m Sam.” It took her a moment to realize I wasn’t teasing her. She began laughing as she pointed to me saying “Sam” and back to herself repeating her name. I soon joined in the laughter as nearby shoppers gave us some really funny looks. We parted after I told her I’d see her tonight.
Chapter 2
I recognized her address as a nearby apartment complex—one of the better ones in town. I ought to know—I designed and built it and I still own it. I climbed out of my BMW M5 convertible just before seven, retrieved a bag from the trunk and walked to her door. I rang her bell at 7:02. When she opened it I couldn’t believe how really striking she was. I thought she was extremely attractive in the market when we met, but she was gorgeous now. Her short light-brown hair framed her face perfectly. He blouse was cut low enough to show some cleavage; she looked like a B or C-cup, not huge but just right for her slender frame. She had excellent posture, something I had always found appealing in a woman.
She invited me in, asking what I had brought in the bag. I walked straight into her kitchen; it was small—a galley (of course I already knew that) that was clean and neat. I pulled out a pack of acrylic cutting boards. They were brand new, still vacuum wrapped in plastic. I also brought out a set of knives. She looked at them with amazement. “Are those…metal?”
“No,” I replied, “they’re ceramic. But, promise me you’ll be very careful with them—they’re extremely sharp.” To demonstrate I pulled a paper towel from the roll as I picked up a slicer. “This is too thin to work well on a pineapple, but this is just a demonstration.” I held the paper up and dropped it. By the time it had fallen a foot I had cut it into four pieces.
“Wow!” Sam exclaimed.
We talked briefly about where to eat and settled on a small Italian restaurant a few miles out of town. Once we were seated we made small talk. I learned she was a physician’s assistant specializing in orthopedics; she was shocked to learn that I had designed, built, and owned her apartment complex. Too soon dinner was over and I drove her back to her home. I walked into her kitchen, washed my hands and placed the pineapple on its side on the cutting board. I selected a chef’s knife and showed her how to cut the top and bottom—roughly an inch off of each end. Next I stood the pineapple up and sliced off the remaining skin, or rind. The rest was easy, discarding the hard inedible core, I cut dozens of small chunks. I picked one up intending to place it into her hand, but she had a different idea. She took my hand gently as she led it to her mouth. She put my fingers into her mouth as she licked and sucked them clean, locking her eyes on mine the entire time. I was amazed; it was the most sensual thing I had ever experienced. At least, that’s what I thought until she brought a small chunk to my mouth. I couldn’t help myself—I sucked those fingers and would have kept it up had she not pulled me out of the kitchen toward her bedroom.
We stood at the edge staring into each other’s eyes. I broke the silence, “Uh, you know, I haven’t done anything like this for more than forty years.”
“That’s OK, I have, so why don’t you let me lead?” She reached up to hold my head as she pulled me down for our first kiss. I ran my hands up her back as I held her so very close. Her lips were soft and delicious. They parted to let my tongue intrude. Our tongues danced together as our passion built. It became intense, so intense that it seemed we were trying to pull the two of us into a single being. In time she broke the kiss, “Wow, you are definitely not harmless.”
I laughed and soon she joined me before getting back to business. She pulled my shirt over my head before working on my belt. My pants fell to my ankles and when they did she hooked her thumbs inside my boxers, pulling them also to the floor. I never thought my cock was especially long, but it is thick—disproportionately thick. It’s about seven inches long but more than two inches in diameter. Sam took one look at it, returned her eyes to mine and commented, “I can see you’re definitely not harmless. You could do a lot of damage with that thing, but what fun it would be.” She came back for another long hot kiss as she tightly gripped my cock, slowly stroking it. When she broke it, she whispered, “Your turn; start with my skirt.”
I’ve always been good at following directions. I unbuttoned and unzipped the skirt, helping her to step out of it before carefully laying it on a chair. Turning back to her I placed my hands on the hem of her blouse and slowly lifted it over her head. That, too, I placed on the chair. Reaching behind her I unfastened her bra, exposing her lovely breasts. I cupped them in my hands, savoring their smooth firmness. “I wish they were bigger,” she whispered.
“I don’t,” I replied. “I think they’re perfect for you—just perfect.” I reached down to kiss her again. As we kissed I moved my hands down to slide her panties down her legs. I felt for her pussy. Her hair was trimmed, maybe a half inch long and shaved or waxed back from her legs. I could see her tan lines from what I would consider an extremely skimpy bikini.
Sam pushed me onto the bed and moved between my legs. “Uh,uh,” I told her, “not unless I get to do you, too.” Sam grinned and moved over me to 69. Her pussy was just above my face; her aroma was sweet, musky, and clean; I found it intoxicating. I put my nose right into her slit and inhaled. It had been so long—almost two years since I’d been able to eat a pussy. My wife had never really appreciated it, allowing me to do it more as a means of mollifying me than from her own desire. “Sam, it’s been a long time—almost two years—since I had any real sex so I don’t think I’ll last very long. I’ll try to warn you before I cum.”
“Why? I’d love for you to cum in my mouth. You’re really hard. Do you use something?”
“Yes, Levitra, why?
“Oh, planning to get lucky, eh?”
“Well…not planning, just hoping. I like to be prepared.”
“I’m glad you did. You’ll be able to keep it up for a long time, won’t you?”
“Yes, sometimes for an hour or more.”
“Good, after I take care of you we can work on me.”
“I’m planning on doing that now, but later…well, that’ll be OK, too.” I plunged into her sweet cunt causing her to moan. I placed my mouth so it covered her entire cunt, plunged my tongue into her and sucked like crazy. She jumped all over the bed.
“No fair, Sam, you needed to warn me about that. Damn, you do that so well.”
“Isn’t that part of the fun…the discovery?” Sam nodded as I returned to licking and sucking her juicy pussy, ignoring her swollen clit—that would come later, when I wanted her to cum.
Sam leaned down to lick all around my cock. “Mmmm, you do taste great—very masculine. I love doing this, by the way. She returned her attentions to my cock which was so hard I thought it might burst. Then she took me into her mouth, sucking me all the way into her throat. I could never believe that someone could swallow my thick cock, but she did! The combination of her tongue running up and down and the suction she generated felt incredible.
Like most men I would jerk off occasionally, more often since my wife’s illness and death. I’d found some pretty good free porn sites that helped stimulate me, but nothing I’d yet experienced was anything like this. I was glad Sam wanted me to cum in her mouth because it was coming on fast…too damned fast. I pulled off her pussy and barely got out the words, “Sam, I’m….” I exploded in her throat, driving a huge stream of slippery white semen into her stomach. Again and again cum rocketed into her, ending so much sexual frustration in just an instant.
I would have been justified in lying back and resting after such exertion, but would that be fair? Sam had done so much for me I just had to reciprocate. I turned my attention to her clit. Using my fingers I pulled back the hood. It was red and swollen with her desire and lust. I sucked it between my teeth. I was immediately rewarded with a major moan from Sam’s lips. I gently nibbled as I sucked big time. When I rolled my tongue over and around it I got what I was looking for—Sam shook and trembled, bouncing on my body like a ball. I put my hands on her firm butt to hold her as I released her button but continued to slowly lick her juicy slit until she finally came to rest. I twisted her around holding her in my embrace as we kissed again. She broke it a minute later still out of breath when she whispered, “You are definitely, absolutely not harmless. You are also definitely, absolutely amazing.”
“Funny, I was thinking exactly the same thing about you.”
Chapter 3
We lay in each other’s arms for some time recovering when Sam pulled back slightly. “Can I ask you a question, Sam? It’s kind of personal.”
“You can ask me anything after what we just went through.”
“I’ve had a few partners, after all I am 28, but I’ve never had anyone do what you just did to me. Your wife must have really enjoyed what you did for her.”
“Well, that’s not really a question, but no—my wife didn’t enjoy sex anywhere near as much as I do. I love it and I also believe in giving your best whatever you do. I’ve always loved eating a juicy pussy, unfortunately I rarely had the chance—she let me only so I’d leave her alone.”
“Did you ever cheat on her? I know I couldn’t live with someone who didn’t want to make love with me.”
“I’m not the kind of person who cheats—at anything. For example, ever hear your neighbors? You have four of them. I could have saved almost a million by eliminating soundproofing in these buildings, but then they’d be second rate. I never do anything second rate if I can help it. Of course, I’ve made up that money several times because the apartments here are so desirable. I’m sure you know there’s a waiting list for openings.”
“Wow, I never even thought about stuff like that. I guess that’s why you’ve been so successful. I didn’t even realize you were THE Sam Warner until dinner. You’re like a legend in this town. No wonder so many people were looking at us in the restaurant…but you’re such a regular guy. You even help maidens in distress…OK, I don’t quite qualify as a maiden, but you know what I mean.”
“Sam, I started out as a poor farm kid. I had to work my way through college and graduate school. Sometimes I even had three jobs while going to school full-time. I learned that humility and hard work mean a lot in life. I’ve always been what you call a regular guy.” While I was making this little speech Sam had rediscovered my cock, rubbing and stroking it slowly but firmly, hardening me in the process.
“I’m glad you always try your best, Sam,” she told me, “because now I want to fuck you.”
“Sam,” I responded, “ I don’t have any condoms.”
“Not to worry—if you’ve never cheated I’m sure you’re safe and I promise you that I am, too. Besides, I’m on the pill, so nothing to worry about,” and then, giggling, she continued, “except getting me off!”
“I’m yours to command,” I whispered just before engaging her in a torrid kiss as I rolled her on top of me. I rubbed my cock, now like granite, into her slit. She was ready—her cunt was soaking wet. I pushed firmly into her, stopping when I was about two inches deep. I pulled back and pushed again—three inches. So I continued until I was balls deep in her pussy. My girth made most pussies tight, but Sam was incredible—hot and tight like a circular vise that squeezed my cock firmly.
Sam took a minute to grow accustomed to the massive intruder then she began to rock, slowly grinding her clit into me. I’d selected this position for that reason—she could control her pace en route to, hopefully, several mind blowing orgasms. Sam began a circular motion, rotating on my cock, and rubbing her clit in circles, as well. I reached up to massage and fondle her breasts, flicking her sensitive nipples and pinching them between my fingernails. Sam gazed down at me, showing her appreciation for what she was experiencing by moaning with every breath. Suddenly she leaned all the way down to kiss me fiercely, gripping my head with both hands as she thrust her tongue deep into my mouth, her lips mashing into mine. She was a woman possessed by her lust.
There was a slow but steady increase in Sam’s tempo as she began to ram her clit into me. I reached down to help release her clit from its hood. The expression on Sam’s face told me it was a good move. She began to pant, her breaths rapid and shallow. Her moaning was louder and more frequent—virtually non-stop. To help her I pushed up into her for the first time, driving her almost a foot off the bed. I could feel my cock drive into her cervix. If it hurt her she never showed it; she was in rapture in her pursuit of orgasm. Now Sam had picked up the pace, rubbing and moving my cock in her tunnel as though trying to break it. As suddenly as she had started she stopped. I could see tiny rumblings running up and down her entire body. She rocked three more times and as she exhaled she emitted a guttural scream. Her orgasm had taken possession of her body; all she could do was react as her muscles rippled in paroxysms over and over until she collapsed onto my chest. Sam was breathing hard as she recovered. I was still hard so I moved my cock within her hot slimy cunt. I was hoping I could get at least one more orgasm out of her.
She turned her head to nibble my ear. I almost jumped when I felt her tongue in it. This woman certainly knew what buttons to push. I was still hard, pumping slowly in her gooey cunt, and now I desperately wanted to cum. I thrust repeatedly and deeply into her. “Good boy, do what mama wants and you’ll get a wonderful reward. Drive it into me…ram that thick cock into my tight wet cunt. Yes, I do use that word. That’s what I have –a tight wet cunt that wants to cum again and again with you.” We began moving together, my rock hard cock bending within her tunnel, her clit rubbing into my pubic hair repeatedly. I pushed hard, determined to hit every square millimeter of her cunt. We were both breathing heavily from our exertions. I could feel her clench around my cock so I was pretty sure she was getting close again. I was accustomed to cumming maybe once a week so it was going to be a struggle for me. Sam sat up, I thought to get more pressure on her clit, but I realized her real intent when she pushed two fingers into my ass to massage my prostate. That turned out to be exactly what I needed. It pushed me over the edge. My balls clenched as I could feel my body eject fluids evolved over the millennia to maximize reproductive opportunities. Literally millions of sperm shot into Sam with every potent spurt. I sagged into the mattress, spent, but I still had a job to complete. I gripped her clit firmly between my fingers rubbing it furiously until she exploded in her rapture. I rubbed and massaged her back as we rested. “What now?” I asked her.
“Sleep,” she replied, pulling the blankets over us. “Everything else can wait until morning.” She snuggled that fine ass up against me, pulled my hand to her breast, closed her eyes and went to sleep. I followed her a moment later.
Chapter 4
I awoke early as always but this time I found myself looking up into a pussy covered in dried cum and juice. “Is this my reward from last night?”
“Yes, it is,” Sam replied, “I’d love to have you lick and suck my cummy pussy.”
That was good enough for me! I leaned up to begin cleaning her. I started with her thigh; it was firm but so very soft. I licked up from her right knee toward her pussy, removing any encrusted material I could find. When I was satisfied I moved to the other thigh—the left. She had lain on her left side so there was much more here due to gravity. There was so much here I was able to chew once I had cleaned the material from her skin. As I got closer and closer to her pussy I could see how encrusted it was as a result of our multiple couplings last night. I sucked and licked her clean. Of course, all this licking and sucking had the obvious effect. Sam was groaning and grinding her pussy into my face so actively that once I had finished cleaning her I went right on to make yet another mess. It was worth it though as Sam had another sensational orgasm before falling in a heap onto my head.
“Fuck, Sam,” she whispered in my ear, “that is one great way to start the day. I could really get used to that.”
I smiled and kissed her, allowing her to taste herself from my lips and face. “I don’t think I’d mind that myself.” I took her hand, leading it to my cock. All my work so far had made me hard again—hard enough that it actually hurt in spite of having cum several times the previous evening. Sam wrapped her hand around me, stroking slowly but strongly.
“Oh, Sam,” I groaned, “Jerk me off…please…please jerk me off.” I looked into her face and was surprised by the expression she wore. It was one of power and dominance—one I would come to see many times in the weeks and months ahead. She sat up and, moving a breast to my mouth, went to work on me. She spit on her hand, rubbing it into my cock. Not quite satisfied, she sat up farther so she could drool saliva onto my helmet. She must have done this before because she was doing a great job, rubbing the helmet with both hands while running up and down my shaft. I felt I was getting close; my breathing was heavy and rapid. My cock shook and jerked as I blew a load a foot into the air. Five times cum spurted from my cock, settling mostly on my abdomen and Sam’s hands. She squeezed the last drops out of me then surprisingly brought her hands to my mouth. I licked and sucked my own jiz from her fingers. She managed to scrape up almost all the semen she could find and when she did I drank and sucked her fingers clean. I had never done anything like that before, but it was surprisingly hot and something I’d definitely do again.
It was Sunday morning, a time I usually went to church, but I figured I could miss for such a special occasion—it wasn’t every day I was entertained by a super-hot 28 year-old woman in her bed. We rose and showered together, ate a simple breakfast and went back to bed. We fucked all day and just before we went out to dinner Sam asked me about tomorrow. “I have a lot of time off coming. I’ll use some of it if we can stay together. I called my office, leaving a message that I’d be taking some time off and when I hung up she did the same. I suggested we go to my place so we could have the privacy to be outdoors and use the pool. Sam packed a small suitcase and also brought a mid-sized leather valise.
I live in the country just outside town on fifty acres of heavily wooded land. I have two acres cleared near the middle so there’s plenty of space buffering me from the nearest neighbor. Additionally, I have an eight foot high privacy fence surrounding the back yard where I have the pool. My wife and I used to swim naked there in complete security and privacy. I parked the Beemer in the garage and led Sam into the house. I offered to carry the bags, but Sam insisted on carrying the valise herself.
As the week progressed I noticed that Sam was becoming more and more assertive and more demanding in what she wanted and expected me to do. As she did I became more submissive to her, allowing her to control our activities and dominate me. It was Saturday morning, exactly one week since we had met that I was eating her pussy. “Do you enjoy pleasing me, Sam?”
“Yes,” I replied, “I love it.”
“What would you do to please me, Sam? How far would you go?”
I looked up from her pussy, my face glistening with her juices, gulped several times before telling her, “Anything…I’d do anything.”
She rose from the bed standing above me, her hands on her slender hips like an Amazon—a goddess—so strong, determined, and forceful. I knew I could not resist her. “Well, let’s see, shall we? Finger my ass, Sam. Fuck my ass with your fingers.” I moistened my fingers in her cunt and pushed them into her ass. I was licking and sucking her clit while working her tight ass when she told me to stop. “Take your fingers out and lick them, Sam. Put them in your mouth and suck them clean.” I looked up. Her eyes were locked onto mine, her expression one of authority and domination. Meekly I pulled my fingers out and put them into my mouth. I licked them clean, sucking off any remnant of her ass. “Show me,” she demanded. When I did she smiled, patted my head and told me, “Good boy. Now do it again.” I repeated, fucking her glorious ass for almost thirty seconds before plunging my dirty fingers into my mouth.
“Again?” I asked.
“Yes, once more—both hands this time.” I moistened two fingers on each hand and plunged them into her ass. “Deeper, Sam, put them in all the way.” All four fingers were in her ass. They rubbed her bowel walls with every stroke. After a minute this time Sam told me to stop. “That feels incredible, but that’s not the point of this exercise, is it? Take them out and clean them—all four in your mouth, now.” I licked and sucked those fingers furiously until they were spotless. I grinned when I showed them to her. “Very, very good, Sam; I do believe you.”
I was about to return to eating her cunt, but she stopped me. “We can finish that later. We have more important business to deal with now, Sam. You like it when I tell you what to do, don’t you?”
I hung my head in submission, looking up at her standing tall over me and whispered, “Yes.”
“I didn’t hear you, Sam.”
“Yes,” I repeated, “I love it when you tell me what to do.”
“You enjoy being dominated and controlled, don’t you?”
I gulped, my head down in submission, “Yes…Yes, I do enjoy it. I love it when you dominate me.”
“Good boy, Sam, I think you’d enjoy serving me as much as you enjoy servicing me, wouldn’t you?”
Again I replied meekly, “Yes.”
“Do you fully understand what I’m suggesting—that you would be at my beck and call to use as I wish—to use you and, perhaps even abuse you—your body to give me pleasure?”
“Yes, that’s exactly what I want.”
“Good, again, now if you’re going to serve me, what will I be? What will my role be?”
“My Mistress?” I gulped.
“Correct, now what will you be?”
“Your slave.” I hung my head again, deeper in my submission to her.
“Is this what you want to do—be my slave?”
I looked up at her again, my eyes pleading, “Yes…oh, yes…it’s what I want. I want to serve you. I want to be your slave.”
“Excellent, now come here and kneel at my feet.” I scrambled down to kneel near where she was standing. I was totally submissive to her. “Stay here!” She left the room, walked into the closet, and returned with a long thin object and her valise. She opened it and placed numerous items on the bottom of the bed. When she was finished she pointed me to the first item. “What’s this?”
“A paddle,” I replied just above a whisper.
“Right, and this one?”
“A riding crop.”
“Very good, slave. And this one?” It was the long thin object I’d seen her carry.
“A cane.”
“And why do I have these items?”
“To discipline and punish me if I am bad and don’t please my mistress.”
“Excellent, now what are these?
“Restraints, so you can do anything you want to me—secure me during discipline or for your sexual pleasure.”
“Good, and these?”
“A cock cage and restraining rings, so I don’t play with myself, get erections, or cum without your permission.”
“And the final one?”
“A collar, to remind me always that I am your property, to remind me that my body belongs totally to you.”
“You’ve done very well, slave, but I have still one additional item in the valise. Take it out and tell me about it.”
I reached into the valise and removed a strap-on with a big dildo, almost ten inches long and very thick. “It’s a strap-on,” I explained, “so you can fuck my ass to remind me that every part of my body is yours to do with as you please.”
“I am amazed by you, slave. You scored a hundred. Now come over here and put this on.” She had pointed to the cock cage. I unlocked the brass Master padlock and selected what I thought would be the correct size ring—it had to be tight, but not too tight. Carefully I pushed my cock into the steel ring followed by each of my heavy balls—it was a very tight fit. I took the other part, added a bit of lube, slid my cock into the stainless steel cage and brought the two pieces together. I locked them and handed my Mistress the key.
She had picked up the collar. It was solid stainless steel, hinged in the middle, about a half-inch high and an eighth thick. She wrapped it around my neck—it was also a fairly tight fit– and fastened it together. “This uses a special set screw with an irregularly shaped Allen wrench. Once I put it on you only I can take it off.”
“I won’t take it off, Mistress, I won’t want to. I’ve been praying all week for this moment.” I looked up briefly to see the wrench suspended between her magnificent breasts by a thin silver chain.
“Now I need to make sure you understand and accept my authority. Pick out one of the punishment implements for me to use on you.” I moved to the other side of the bed, selecting the cane. It was a four-foot piece of flexible bamboo. “Interesting, slave, you picked the most painful one.”
“I want you to know how much I want to serve you. Where do you want me, Mistress?”
“Come here and lean over the table.” I did while she retrieved the restraints. She ran a rope from my right wrist cuff around the leg at the other end of the table across to the leg opposite and tied it off tightly at the cuff on my left wrist. She tied each leg cuff to the table legs beneath me. I was spread eagled at the edge of the table. She picked up the cane and whipped it through the air. Finally, she was ready. Whoosh-smack–the cane bit into my buttocks.
“Thank you, Mistress, I needed that,” a tear forming in my eye. The pain was exquisite.
Again, she swung, cutting a welt into my ass cheeks; again I thanked her. Ten more times she swung and connected before she figured I’d had enough. It was worth suffering the pain to feel her soothing hands caress my ass immediately following my punishment, but I knew she wasn’t done yet. She stepped into the strap-on, lubed it as well as my ass and pushed it into me. Truthfully, it hurt like hell but I wasn’t going to complain. Eventually, my ass relaxed and the nerve endings in my anus began to appreciate the intrusion. I’m sure I would have gotten a massive hard-on had I not been wearing the cage which was specifically designed to prevent me from getting an erection. All the same I had been close to cumming just from the action in my ass. My Mistress must have noticed because she remarked, “You liked that too much; that wasn’t much of a punishment.”
She untied me, attached a metal link leash to my collar and led me to the bathroom. “I have to pee. Get into the shower with me and kneel. Open your mouth and let’s see how much you can catch and drink.” She placed one leg on the shower seat as I scooted into position. She started when she thought I was right under her pussy. Her hot urine trickled down onto my face until I moved, catching almost all of it in my mouth. “Drink it!” she ordered. I did. When she was finished I moved up to lick away any remaining droplets. After drying myself she returned to the bed.
She fluffed the pillows and sat back at about a sixty degree angle and spread her legs. “I believe I interrupted you, slave.”
“Thank you, Mistress, I love eating your delicious pussy.” I dove in with a relish. I licked and sucked her for almost thirty minutes before she begged me to make her cum. Even a slave has some power. I sucked her clit—hard and hot and extremely swollen—between my teeth. She came so hard she squirted repeatedly, bathing my grateful face in her juices.
I looked back on the events of the past week quite pleased with the outcome. Sam Warner was one of the richest and most powerful men in the county, if not the state, yet I was willingly the slave—the property–of a 28 year old woman. I didn’t tell her, but I had been a slave before—for more than forty years. My wife Marjorie had also been my Mistress. I would come home stressed from building my empire but, once there, she made all the decisions for me. I always told people that she wasn’t much into sex, but, in fact, I ate her or fucked her or she fucked me every single day of those forty-plus years. I had been looking for a Mistress ever since she had died, and now I had found one.
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Marching Band (Part 3)

Leave a like or a a dislike, and comment giving me idea or constructive critisism. I need it! Thanks! | After taking it to the next level with Becca, Matt starts on the rest of his adventure, where he encounters a girl he’d never expect.

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It happened on vacation ( and continued at home) revied and reposted. pt 5 thru 8

I was a bit late in posting this since I submitted part 1 thru 4.
it happened on vacation (and continued at home) pt 5
(I don’t know why but fucking a girl in the ass is something I always had wanted to do. Sure pussy is great, hell its fantastic but there is just something about the thought of fucking a girl in the ass.
Maybe its just the fact of going in thru the out door (so to speak) or a girl being in that submissive position and you know your about to enter where your not supposed to or that you know its a tight tight hole and it just has to feel so dam good, perhaps its all the above and the fact that this is my little sister just ads a whole mix of wrongs which create an irresistible appeal.
I suspect most woman want it or at least try it and I would bet they actually like it, love it even. They have been programmed that your not supposed to go up there so they deny themselves the opportunity due to fear, pain and/or that “nice girls” just don’t take it up there or that men don’t marry girls who take it in the ass or a whole host of bullshit reasons.
For me a girl that will give me a piece of ass is a prerequisite for a long term relationship. Would you want to carry on with a girl who didn’t suck dick (and if she swallows or at least lets you cum in her mouth then JACKPOT !), would she want you if you didn’t eat pussy)
……………………………………All of these thoughts raced thru my head as I eased into my sisters little brown hole.
The lube, plus the fact that she really wanted to, made for what I thought was an effortless initial entry as the head of my of dick slipped in and she instinctively tightened her anus muscle, it felt incredible. I closed my eyes leaning my head back slightly, “OHHHH BAAABYYYY”, I breathed out.
With her instinctive resistance came my instinct to push harder, to bury myself deep inside this incredibly tight hole. I grabbed her hips digging my fingers in and pushed in only a fraction, she really tightened up,
“easy” she said in a low voice.
I stopped, holding firm, but I stopped. My desire, my lust caused thoughts in my head of pulling back slightly and when she relaxed just plunge in and fuck her mercilessly until I was satisfied then depend on my sisters love for me, along with blaming uncontrollable desire for my actions and beg her forgiveness.
I pulled back slightly, she relaxed a bit and with my fingers still dug into her fleshy hips I whispered,
“I’m sorry sis”, and with that I let go…………….. of my grip on her hips and reached for the lube.
Believe me it was very tempting to push in but I was looking ahead and didn’t want this to be a one time deal.
I applied some lube to her hole while inserting a finger into her as she laid her head down. I worked my finger in and out of her then stopped and applied some more lube onto my enlarged head and lined up again as she rose her head up and got back on all fours.
I eased into her again and went right in but stopped where I had made it initially.
“Go ahead, do it, she said thru a labored breath.
I started the in and out motion while slowly pushing in a bit more with every third stroke. Her head hung down and her hands clenched the sheet as I worked in and out of her.
I pushed in a bit more just getting to the thickest part of my cock when she raised her head up and started grunting. I was concentrating so hard on what I was doing that when I heard her grunt it brought me out of the slight trance I was in.
Even as cool as it was in the house I realized I was sweating. She was pulling away a little so I clamped down my hands on her hips and held her tight, determined not to cede any depth I had made.
She was breathing HARD, my cock started to swell,
“you almost done ?”, she asked.
I could only get out an “uh huh” as I concentrated to bring myself on. I went faster and harder as she continued to grunt,
“go ahead and finish”, she through clenched teeth.
I went at it hard until a few seconds later,
“UH, UH, OHHHHH !” I shouted as the first wave of boiling white lava erupted into her.
Holding her firm and keeping myself in as deep as I could I let go another stream,
“UH, UH, AHHHHHH” which felt powerful enough to drill right through her. Then with a few smaller squirts and working my muscles I squeezed out the remaining cum left in my shaft and with that I pulled out.
She laid out face down onto the bed with her arms above her as I knelt behind her sucking in air.
After about 30 seconds and still catching my breath I leaned down and rubbed from her lower back to her shoulders which elicited a breathy,
‘”mmmmmm” from her.
I laid down half beside and half on top of her with my leg draped across hers as I gave soft kisses across her upper back while running a hand up and down her side. I pulled her long hair to the side exposing her neck then gave her a few sucking kisses then laid down beside her continuing to rub her back. I laid there rubbing her thinking about the discomfort she endured while working hard to satisfy me, letting me satisfy myself.
She turned over looking at me, “was it alright” ?
“ALRIGHT ?, Oh My God sis, that was incredible”, I said.
Have you done this before ?, she asked me.
“No, Yes, well kind of”, I said.
She had that not quite understanding look on her face then I said, well I did try it ONCE but it was NOTHING LIKE THIS.
“How far did you get it in me ?”, she asked.
“Not quite halfway”, I said.
“WHAT !”, she said propping her head up on her hand, “you got to be kidding me, it felt like you had the whole thing in. How far did you get in the one time you did it ?”.
“Just the head, then I had to stop and take it out”, I said.
A huge smile of pride grew on her face and she laid her head back down,
“Well I have to admit, it hurt a little at the end but the feeling of having you inside me is wonderful. I want to be able to take it all, I feel so close to you when your in me. It will be even better the next time”, she said.
Hearing her say that elated me. She was willing, in fact wanting to continue for her pleasure and mine. It was what I wanted to hear, what I wanted to experience. I wanted to get so deep inside her ass, as deep as I have ever been in her pussy. I laid there savoring the thought and feeling of having my shaft buried deep inside that tight plump ass as I drifted off to sleep.
When I woke she was gone. I went to her room and found her laying in bed. I sat down and stroked her hair, she looked at me,
” I don’t feel good, I think I do have a cold, my throat is starting to hurt and I ache”.
Upon our parents coming home and confirming her rising fever I felt bad knowing what she would have to go thru, that and selfishly thinking I would have to do without for a few days.
Mom was checking on her and just when I got to her bedroom door I heard them talking. Glancing in my direction Sis asked,
“can he stay home with me”.
Mom turned to see me behind her,
“No, he needs to go on to school, your father is taking a few days off to stay with you”, said Mom.
It must have been more than a cold she had. After a whole week she was finally getting better but I was about to explode. I mean there wasn’t a day gone by I didn’t jack off but there is nothing like the real thing.
As I was walking the usual route home, consumed with the thoughts of sex I heard a voice,
“Hey mister”.
Leaning against a tree and smiling was the same girl who had surprised my sister and I.
“Pretty tough going without a whole week huh” ?, she said.
I automatically started running my eye down her body, the jeans she had on fit her perfectly.
As I looked up I noticed she was staring at the bulge in my pants. I didn’t exactly know this girl but dam she was hot and she was my sisters “friend” and I was horny as hell.
As she looked up at me,
“you couldn’t handle it”, I said with a smile.
“Bet I could”, she said looking me right in the eyes. Precocious girl, I thought, as we continued to stare at each other.
“How we gonna find out”, I asked.
“Come on”, she said and motioned for me to follow her as she turned walking deeper into the woods. I was right behind her, looking her up and down.
She was a few inches shorter than I was, about 115lbs with a little more than shoulder length straight dirty blond hair, slender body with her tits being a nice small mouthful each.
As we were walking along I thought this is so surreal. I’ve heard about this, read about it but does it ever happen like this. Can this be happening. Here I was in dire need and here is this scene playing out, this is to easy.
We reached a spot and she stopped and turned to me, I looked around surveying the area, trying to hide my nervousness.
“You sure you want to do this”, I asked.
“Uh Huh”, she said.
“What about you and your brother”, I asked.
“Believe it or not he’s been sick to”, she said raising her eyebrows.
Looking at each other I let my eyes drift down then back up her body then looked back in her eyes and slightly nodding my head in and up and down motion she began to pull off her shirt.
I was busy kicking off my shoes and pulling my shirt off as she started siding her pants down. She was placing our clothes on the ground making a place to lay. She sat down on our clothes as I slide my pants down and kicked them off. She sat there looking at me as I pulled my underwear down freeing my throbbing cock. She laid down pulling off her panties.
I knelled in front of her, practically breathless with anticipation. I reached down to run a finger in her slit,
“I’m ready”, she said.
As my finger ran inside her slot she was right, she was WET, hell I was aching myself and I couldn’t wait to run myself deep into her sopping wet little cunt.
As I started to lean, getting into position she raised her legs up high and placed her ankles on my shoulders. I knelt more upright than normal not knowing exactly how flexible she was.
I reached down placing my cock at her entrance and pushed in. She drew in a breath as I slide in to my entire length,
“MMMMMMMMMMMMMM” I moaned.
I immediately started pumping in and out of her sweet dripping cunt. I was taking long fast deep strokes, wanting nothing more than to cum.
“fuck me”, she said in a low voice. As I went at it her voice picked up,
“Fuck Me”, she panted. I was sawing in and out steadily at this point.
“FUCK ME, FUCK MEEEE, UHHHHH, UHHHHHH”, she screamed. At that moment I was absolutely pounding her, HARD !.
Each time I pushed into her and about to bottom out I shoved extra hard which made her grunt each time I hit.
I was leaning further over her now with her ankles hung past my shoulders and her legs were practically straight back. I was holding myself up with my arms on each side of her head and had her wrists clamped in my hands.
I was holding her down FUCKING her HARD as she continued to grunt each time I bottomed out. I was working hard, breathing heavy and sweating profusely as I felt the cum racing up my shaft.
I knew there was no way to hold it off at all.
“can I cum in you ?, I asked”.
“YES, YES, IT’S OK, CUM IN MEEEEE, she said. I didn’t know if I could trust her but I was to far gone, no matter how hard I tried to hold it the cum was already shooting from my peehole when I asked her.
“OHHHHH MYYYYY GODDDDDD, OH MY GOD, OH MY GOD”, I shouted as I continued to shoot stream after stream of searing hot spunk deep inside of her.
I held myself inside her squeezing out every last little drop.
As I let her wrists go and eased back she moved her legs down and squeezed her cunt muscles as I slowly pulled out then loosen up when I went in back in and squeezing again as I pulled back until I finally pulled out of her.
Without a word we both started picking up clothes and getting dressed. As I dressed I kept looking at her. When she bent down to pick up her pants I was looking at her ass. She turned looking up at me, seeing what I was staring at she stood up looked down over the back of her shoulder then glanced at me and said “maybe”.
My cocked jumped a little.
We walked out of the woods and when we got to the path and just before we went our separate way,
“tell your sister I said hi”, she said. I gave her a quick nod and walked home.
My Mom’s car was in the driveway when I got home. She’s home early I thought. I walked in and all I heard was her yelling from their bedroom “Oh My God, What Do You Mean You Couldn’t Help It, I Can’t Believe This.
I turned and walk towards my room and as I got to my sisters door it was closed and I heard her crying. I turned to see my Mom walking up and she said “get in the car”. She walked into my sisters room and I heard Mom say “come with your brother and me”.
I stood there stoically as they walked out and towards the front door then I followed them out. All kinds of things were running thru my mind but nobody was saying anything. Mom had a disbelieving look on her face as she drove then said to herself “what are we going to do”.
As we were cutting thru another neighborhood and rounded a corner my Mom moved closer to the steering wheel straining to look then she said “NO, it can’t be ?. I swear that’s you two’s cousin, the girl with the dirty blond hair”.
It was the same girl I just fucked, the one who caught my sister and I.
“WHAT !” my sister and I said simultaneously…………………………..
It happened on vacation (and continued at home) pt 6.
(I can understand why incest is considered taboo, I mean the whole issue of “breeding to close to the gene pool” and all that is legitimate but there is another aspect to it which is tangible but not quite explainable (at least I can’t explain it, even to myself) rather it is felt inside, at least I think I feel it. It can be special yet it’s obviously fraught with peril. I love my sister in a way I never would have thought just a few weeks ago and it really means something to me, to us.
Is it my hormones, her hormones ?. Maybe what we’re feeling is nothing more than young hormonal driven lust and I’m just trying to justify a HUGE wrong with words like special and bond and LOVE when it is nothing more than just plain fucking ?.)
………………..The initial shock of what Mom said moments ago sent me reeling. COUSIN, what cousin I sat there thinking to myself ?
Mom continued in a soft voice while looking straight ahead as if mesmerized and said,
“Cousins I should say….. she has a brother”. I saw her out the corner of my eye look nervously over at me then looked back out the windshield.
I was sitting straight up then slumped back in my seat, looked over at Mom who seemed transfixed, then I looked behind me to my sister who was just staring straight. She glanced at me then looked away.
Mom pulled into a shopping center and parked in front of a drug store. She turned to my sister and said “come with me”. As they walked in front of the car heading to the store my sister looked back at me with a sullen look on her face then looked away as they walked on.
I sat there thinking what is wrong with her and “Hell, I Just Fucked My “Cousin” ?. My Sister Fucked Her “Cousin ?”, each of us unknowingly but still !!!!!.
I have to admit though, as I thought about it I got turned on. Dam what kind of pervert am I really becoming ?.
A plethora of scenarios were running thru my mind as I sat there dreaming when my phone beeped. I pulled it out and looked, “1 message”, it showed.
I looked up towards the store knowing my sister sent me a text then I looked down and clicked the view button,
“it was gr8 !, hope 2 again”, read the message.
I didn’t recognize the number but it was obvious who it was. How did she get my number, I said to myself. Still talking to myself “DUH, my sister”, I said outloud.
My cock got hard and a HUGE smile grew on my face as I typed,
“maybe !”, (while thinking DEFINITELY !) then pushed the send button.
Within seconds my phone beeped again. I looked to see a frown face emoticon as the reply. I chuckled and put the phone in my pocket the instant I saw Mom and Sis coming out the store.
Mom had a bag in her hand and when she got to the door she dropped the bag and bent over to pick it up.
As I looked over I couldn’t help but see down her low cut shirt. DAM she had nice boobs I thought.
Some woman have tits, some have jugs and some have boobs. Mom has BOOBS. Her chest and nice full round BOOBS were tanned, as far down as I could see.
I was instantly flooded with concerns, one being what the hell is it with me ! and of course the other is: WHAT’S GOING ON !.
The drive home was quiet. Mom just stared straight ahead the whole time, I looked out my window, I never turned to see what sis was doing.
We got home went into the house, Mom went straight to her bedroom and closed the door. Sis and I went towards our rooms . She started into her room when I grabbed her wrist and started to say “what the”…………as she cut me off whispering, “later !” then quickly ducked into her room.
I went to the bathroom and took a shower.
I laid there on my bed just staring at the ceiling as time ticked by. The house was QUIET, not a sound, not a movement. My mind drifted back to earlier when I was fucking in the woods. Dam it was hot sex and thinking this is my cousin made it seem even hotter. My dick grew hard and despite whatever was happening or has happened I needed relief.
I pried my cock out and started pumping,
“mmmmmm” I moaned as I thought about my fucking my sister.
It had been over a week and even though I had sex today, dam hot sex at that, I wanted sis.
There was something about sex with her that just SATISFIED. I pumped faster wanting to bring myself off. I pumped hard and was making slapping noises and felt it just coming on when my phone beeped.
At that point I lost the feeling and stopped.
I lay there catching my breath then rolled over for the phone. It was sis, “cum c see me when their asleep, luv u”, said the message.
UH HUH I said to myself then replied,
“Ok”…………and time ticked on, so did my need.
Later I crept out of my room into hers. She was sitting on the bed and I sat beside her. She immediately hugged me then started kissing my face,
“I love you so much, I missed you, BADLY”, she said.
I was full of questions but then she started kissing my neck, which really lit my fire.
“Make love to me”, she whispered in my ear then pulled her head back and looked into my eyes.
Her look was half love, half desire.
She pulled her nightshirt off and was totally naked, no panties or bra just the smooth tight tanned skin of her 14 year old body.
I removed my shirt then stood to take off my underwear, she dropped to her knees and took me in her mouth. I put my hand around the back of her neck looking down as she bobbed her head.
“ohhhhhhh sis, mmmmm your so dam, ahhhhhh, goooood !” I moaned.
She sucked until I was at maximum hardness then rose up taking my hands pulling me to her as she laid back on the bed.
We kissed while she picked up her legs and I positioned myself. I ran my cock up and down her slit, lined up with her wet hole and pushed in as we broke our kiss.
Her cunt was like an oven, my cock was wrapped in wet hot velvet. I supported myself on my forearms, our fingers interlocked, we kissed deeply as I slowly pushed in and out of her hot love tunnel.
Each time I withdrew she squeezed her cunt muscles. I was making sweet love to the girl that meant more to me than anyone.
After several minutes she raised her legs higher and wider and as our kiss broke she let out a long slow,
“uuuuuhhhhhhh” as her cum soaked my cock, her juice was dripping off of my balls.
I picked up he pace just a little, our fingers locked together as we looked into each others eyes. I never wanted to stop and I was far from needing to cum.
I leaned down and kissed her sweet lips then drifted to her cheek then neck.
“make love to me in my ass”, she whispered. I picked up my head looking at her,
“you want to ?”, I asked.
She shook her head up and down then breathed out “yeeeeees”.
I pulled out of her dripping hot cunt and started leaning back to sit up, expecting her to turn over. She put her ankles up on my shoulders and bent her legs as I leaned over her, placing my cock at her asshole.
She moved her arms down her side and placed the palms of her hands on my upper legs. Her crack was very slippery with her juice.
I gently pushed into her brownie hole and easily sunk in to the thickest part of my cock. She raised her butt off the bed and pushed her hands against my legs. I stopped.
“it’s OK, go ahead”, she said.
I started moving in and out slowly, working deeper and deeper into her butt. GOD IT WAS TIGHT AND OH SO GOOD !!
I was halfway in, pumping steadily in and out of her, I was getting that feeling as I went at it faster, pushing deeper. She raised her butt was off the bed even higher which limited my stroke and depth. I leaned over her further, pushing her legs back forcing her butt back down onto the bed. As she pushed her legs and hands against me I leaned in holding our position as I drove my cock in deeper. Nothing was going to stop me.
I had 3/4 of my cock into her and was breathing heavily as she alternately panted then let out long breaths. Her juice leaked out or her cunt running down her crack and onto my cock.
I was getting close, blind with need I blocked out everything only concentrating on burying my cock as deep as I could and cumming.
I wanted my entire length inside her hot ass. She quietly grunted uh,uh,uh,uh,uh,uh with stroke I made.
I was close, the cum was like mercury slowly rising up inside my shaft. My muscles were locked tight as I attacked her hole, I wanted to loosen up and cum but couldn’t.
I pumped away with long strokes now, concentrating on loosening the grip the muscles had on my cock.
After willing my muscles to release their hold I began to spray inside her, I instinctively pushed and bottomed out causing her take in a quick breath and dig her nails into my legs and she grunted out loud.
Past the point of caring I said out loud “I’M CUMMING, OH MY GOD BABY I’M CUMMING” !!!
The pressure behind that first little spurt felt like it forced out a blockage through my peehole,
“OH BAAAABYYYYY !!” I groaned as a torrent of pent up cum erupted deep in her guts. As quick as that first torrent ended I let out a loud “UHHHHHHHHH !!” as another huge blast of blazing hot cum left my cock searing her insides.
The pressure built inside of her and cum started squirting out around my cock as I grunted letting loose another huge stream with a loud “AHHHHHHHHHH” I groaned in sweet relief.
“YOUR FILLING ME UP BABY, YOUR FILLING ME UP”, she said aloud, and with that I threw my head back opened my mouth and with a,
“OHHHHHHHHH !!”, let loose yet another stream.
I then finally started to slowly pump in and out of her squeezing my muscles. I buried my cock deep in her and I whispered,
“squeeze me baby”. She tightened up and I slowly withdrew. There was a slight stinging sensation along the bottom of my cock as the last remnants of cum were extracted.
Finally spent, I pulled out and collapsed on my back beside her breathing hard and looking straight up.
She laid her legs down, turned her body facing me and draped her arm over my stomach.
“Oh baby I needed that today, I needed you in me, to fill me, to feel close to you, I love you so much”, she said.
I picked my head up looking towards her door swearing I heard soft padded footsteps drifting away……………………..
it happened on vacation (and continued at home) pt 7
(How long can this go on. How far can this go and how far am I able or willing to go. We don’t know everything we are capable of until we are faced with a situation. I am full of questions about whatever had transpired, what does my sister know ?. I don’t know if she is evading the issue or just full of young lust like I am and everything takes a backseat to togetherness, love and SEX.
Have I grown, matured ?. I’ve found out a lot about myself and learned some things in the last few weeks and I’m wiser for it or am I full of shit and just fooling myself ?.
I know what I want and what I like however, there is that old saying: Be careful what you wish for and dream of because you just might get it !)
…………I was looking at the bedroom door as my sister popped her head up and in a worried tone whispered,
“what is it”, she asked.
I laid my head back and calmly said, “nothing, thought I heard something”.
She let out a breath and said, “whew, you scared me”.
She turned over and I scooted up behind her, my leg landing in a puddle of our stuff, mostly my stuff, which made me say, “eh yuck”.
She laid there silently giggling, her body shaking as she held in her laughs. I playfully smacked her on the ass and she said, “oooh baby spank me”.
“You’re a bad girl”, I said as I spanked her again which elicited a shiver and an “uuuuh” from her.
“You like that don’t you”, I asked.
“UUUH HUHHH !, she said. Perhaps she has learned some things about herself as well.
We laid together snuggling while I fell in and out of sleep. I woke hearing my sister breathing steadily and I knew she was sound asleep, so much for my questions.
Getting back to my room and bed felt good. I needed the room and some alone time to think. I laid down looking straight up, my head filled with thoughts as I drifted in and out of sleep, it felt like hours went by as I was seemed to be in a wake/dream state.
My door opened and closed, I saw a figure moving silently towards the side of my bed. It was a moonless night and my room was dark and all I could make out was a figure opening up a shirt or some kind of clothing ? and dropping it to the floor. My covers were pulled down then my cock was enveloped in a warm sucking wetness unlike anything I have experienced.
I laid there motionless, I literally could not move as I enjoyed the best blowjob I ever had. In total bliss and bewilderment I was powerless as I thought who, what, why.
My head was spinning with wonder as I felt the head of my cock being throated, then being released.
I was now being stradled with a hand wrapped around my throbbing tool and being plunged into a warm softness I can only describe as HEAVEN !!!.
I was being ridden (ridden hell, I was being fucked) and loving it. I wanted to reach up and rub, touch, feel, squeeze, etc, but I was in such a state of bliss I could only lay there.
I felt it coming on and waited for my release (I laid there thinking “this is going to be big”) then I finally spoke out,
“I’m gonna cum”, I said.
“do it for me sweetheart, cum in mommy”, said a soft voice.
“Oh my god, MOM !, this is really happening”, I thought to myself. I tensed up and was just at the moment of release I was suddenly blinded by light.
Aggravated at the intrusion I reopened my eyes to bright light then closed them again and concentrated on cumming as I badly needed to finish !!!. The feeling was gone and only memories of the softness that envelpoed my cock were left.
I re-opened my eyes, the room was bright, I was groggy and disoriented and……….. ALONE !.
With the light shining in my windows it had to be late morning. I laid there totally pissed off, “Dam, what a dream, I was so close”, I thought to myself. I heard my phone beep with a waiting message but I had an urgent need.
I grabbed my rock hard dick and started pumping, trying to remember every exquisite detail. I imagined the feel of that warm soft cunt riding my dick as I pumped with all I had for several minutes.
My arm was getting tired and I wanted to switch (which usually isn’t a problem) but I was close and a change up now would ruin it. Ignoring the burning in my arm I pumped faster as I remembered the feel of that heavenly pussy gliding up and down my shaft.
Finally bringing myself to that point, I rolled onto the floor and got on my knees. I pounded away then dropping my head down with eyes closed tight I let out a loud, “OOOOHHHHHHHH” !, as a stream of sticky goo shot out.
I kept pounding and squeezing as a few more globs spurted out.
I slowed down my pumping, my arm was aching and my hand was covered in goo as the last of it dribbled from my peehole. I let out a “whewwwww” and knelt there heavily breathing in and out. It felt good but not good enough, I needed pussy.
I wiped my hand on some underwear, threw on some shorts and walked down the hall. The door to my sisters room was open, it was empty, in fact nobody was home ?.
I went back to my room and picked up the phone to check the message. It was Sis, her message read: “hard work made u sleep late huh ?”, gone to bday party. LATER !”, the message read.
I then realized it was Saturday instead of Friday, I thought I was way late for school. A bit more relaxed now, but still sexually frustrated, I decided to take a shower.
As I was getting dressed my phone beeped. The message read: “miss u, want to swim ?”. It was my girlfriend.
My reply: “ok”.
Her reply: “on my way”.
I started getting hard, I wanted her BAD !. It had been awhile since I last fucked her. The last time we were together she had to play her little game, play it cool, so cool that we didn’t fuck. I remembered leaving frustrated so getting some of her pussy now was even more critical due to my dream this morning and because pounding one off just didn’t do it anymore.
When she arrived I got into her car and she leaned over and kissed me, things were a bit warmer this time !. As the car pulled away from the house she said, “I have to drop something off to my brother at his friends house, it’s on the way home though”.
“OK”, I said.
She looked at me smiling and said, “then it’s just you and me”.
I’m getting good signals, I thought. My cock was getting a signal and it started to grow hard.
Turning a corner, I noticed we were going up the same street Mom, Sis and I were on yesterday when the revelation of our “cousin” was blurted out.
She stopped the car in front of a house and I started nervously scanning the neighborhood as she dashed up the walk and went inside. She came back out and bounded down the steps with considerable speed (another good sign I thought, she wasn’t wasting time) then she jumped in the car and slipped her hand into mine locking our fingers together.
Before we pulled away she turned to me, “I WAS mad at you yesterday”, she said.
“What did I do”, I responded quizically.
“You ignored me”, she said.
“What !”, I said.
“I saw you pass right by here yesterday and you didn’t even look at me”, she said, as she tried to make a stern face.
“Oh, well, uhh, I’m sorry. I didn’t expect to see you here and I was preoccupied”, I said.
“You’ll just have to make it up to me”, she said with a smile.
“Absolutely”, I said. She sped off and we headed to her house, the signals were clear and unmistakable. Me unknowingly ignoring her really lit her fire.
As she drove she asked, “When am I going to meet your parents” ?.
Her having moved here only a couple months ago and our summer being consumed by various individual activities, we just didn’t take the time for the usual formalities.
“When do I meet your’s”, I retorted.
At that point nothing else was said. I sat there thinking I don’t care about that shit anyway. All I had on my mind was fucking her pussy.
We got to her house and went inside.
“I’m going to change”, she said which I immediately asked,
“need some help !”.
She looked back and rolled her eyes as she walked down the hall.
Why does she have to make this so dam difficult I thought. I headed to the nearest bathroom, used it, then put on my bathing suit. When I got out I heard her from another room ask me,
“You want to walk or drive ?”.
Their neighboorhood has a community pool.
“Walk”, I said.
As I came around the corner of the hall she stood there in her bikini, my cock started getting stiff. She was truly a vision of beauty, in my eyes.
She is nicely tanned and wearing a white bikini, not that much as far as tits go (I’ve never been much of a breast man) but she did have a handful which was plenty. What attracts me is full hips and a nice ass and she had both. I’m partial to girls with long dark hair but her being blond didn’t deter me.
I walked up putting my arms around her waist and we kissed. I let a hand slide down to her ass and the other hand went up her back as I pulled her closer to me. I broke our kiss and went for her long slender neck, she receptively leaned her head back to expose as much neck as possible.
At this point I slipped my hand in her bikini bottom and squeezed her soft ass. She pulled me away from her neck and started kissing me and with my hand still inside her bikini bottom I moved around to the front slipping a finger into her slit which caused her to suck at my lips harder.
I rubbed her slit deeper then inserted a finger into her hole and she tried to pull away,
“no, no, no, we can’t”, she said almost breathlessly.
“Come on, whats wrong”, I asked.
“We can’t, not here”, she said.
“Why”, I said.
“I’m scared”, she said.
“Come on baby, I love you so much and it’s been a long time”, I said.
I was willing to say whatever I had to to make this happen. I wasn’t going to be denied and was in no mood to play the waiting game.
I went in, kissing her neck, rubbing her pussy and had my other arm around her holding her tight while using my weight to pin her against the wall. She was lightly resisting me physically while softly saying, “uh huh, uh huh, uh huh”.
She pulled my face to hers, kissed me hard, pulled her head back,
“Oh God, I can’t take this anymore”, she said.
She broke loose from my hold grabbed my arm and lead me towards her room.
When inside she threw her door shut, we embraced and fell back onto her bed kissing and rolling. I was peeling myself out of my bathing suit with one hand and kissing her then she rolled away from me and untied her top and rolled back.
I got on my knees in front of her and she looked at my engorged cock which was hanging heavy. She watched as it swayed from side to side while I was looking at her laying before me.
I pulled off her bottom and leaned over her, going down for a kiss. She raised her legs up as I guided myself to her twat.
Pushing into her I met incredible resistence. She placed her hands on my hips trying to hold me out.
“Easy, it’s been awhile”, she said.
“Tell me about it”, I said, as I started the in and out motion.
She was plenty wet so I went at it pumping faster and forcing my cock deeper into her cunt. After about 5 hard strokes I bottomed out deep inside her. She was breathing heavy and moaning due to my intrusion.
I went at it hard. I was fucking her, USING her. I needed this, I needed her.
“OH, YOUR IN MY STOMACH !”, she shouted.
“I’M GOING SO DEEP I’LL BE IN YOUR THROAT !”, I replied.
I put my arms under her legs and planted my hands on the bed. Now I was holding her legs open and back which gave me the access I desired. I rammed into her hard and she put her arms out with her hands against my hips trying to impede my progress which only caused me to pound harder.
She finally raised her arms over her head and glasped her fingers around the slates on her headboard. She was being taken and resigned herself to that as she hung on and grunted loudly.
I was beyond conscience and went at it like a wild animal. I was getting closer and closer as I pounded her now dripping pussy.
She was making painful sounding grunts as I slammed into her cunt, her knuckles turned white as she squeezed the headboard slates.
“FUCK MY PUSSY BABY, FUCK ME LIKE WHORE”, she screamed.
Dam, what a nasty little thing she is I thought. I haven’t seen her like this before.
“Give It To Me you Little Whore”, I said.
“I AM A WHORE BABY, I’M YOUR WHORE, FUCK MEEEEEE” !, She screamed.
“I Have To Cum Baby”, I said in a strained voice.
“FILL ME WITH ALL YOUR BABY MAKING CREAM”, she screamed.
“AH, AH, AH, UHHHHHHHH, I’M SHOOTING, I’M SHOOTINGGGGGGG, I screamed as I let loose my muscles and drenched the inside of her cunt.
I pulled out of her and aimed shooting a heavy load of thick sticky white goo onto her stomach.
She sprang up onto her knees and put her lips around my cock as I gave a final squirt inside her mouth. She sucked on my sensetive head which cause me to shiver and pull back.
She sat up and looked down at the goo stuck to her stomach. Reaching down she wiped her finger in my cum, curling her finger to get as much on it as possible, and put it in her mouth.
“MMMMMMMM”, she moaned, as she reached down for another treat.
I just sat there and watched as she scooped cum from her flat tight tanned belly and licked her fingers clean.
When she was done she looked at me and said “wanna go to the pool now”. All I could do was move my head up and down.
She went to her bathroom to clean up and as I started getting my bathing suit back on. My phone beeped a message alert. Fishing it out of the pocket I pushed the button and the message read: “meet later ?”. It was my sisters little friend.
I replied: “where”.
Her reply:”same place”.
My reply: 5 ?
Her reply: 6
My reply: ok
I shoved the phone into my pocket as my girlfriend came out of the bathroom.
“You want to go out this evening” ?, she asked me.
“What time” ?, I asked.
“7”, she said.
“Sure, I can make that”, I said.
As she turned and walked out I had a huge smile on my face………………………………………………
it happened on vacation (and continued at home) pt 8
(There is a lot going on in my little part of the world but I still have my interests (sex), my needs (sex) and my wants (sex). Isn’t sex all your mind revolves around when your a teenager. We spend 9 months getting out and the rest of your life trying to get right back in, and that doesn’t just apply to males,?right ?.
OK, so I’m having sex with my girlfriend, my sisters friend and my sister. WHAT !, you think I can’t handle it ?. I’m 16 years old, I can produce buckets of cum, I can shoot off faster than a speeding train, I can rise to each occasion, my dick is made of steel, bullets bounce off of it…………….but what about the kryptonite ?.
My sister and I are lovers, she is Hot, Sexy and Satisfying.
My girlfriend is cool on the outside and a nasty whore on the inside who loves to be let out.
My sisters friend seems to be a little slut.
My Mom is a MILF.
Something is going on with Mom, she was upset yesterday, my sister was crying and I have to find out the details. We go to the drugstore and pickup I don’t know what and then on the way Mom saw the girl and blurts out about “cousins” we didn’t even know about.
I woke up from a dream this morning that Mom was fucking me and even after pounding one off then fucking my girlfriend, I still can’t seem to get “satisfied”. I keep thinking about how it felt in my dream and I’ve been trying to replicate it since waking up. Is dream pussy better than actual pussy ?.
The imagination is a powerful thing !!!!!.)
ALL the above thoughts were swimming in my head as my girlfriend and I had left the pool and she was driving me back home. She dropped me off at the end of my driveway,
“See you at 7”, she said then drove off.
I entered the house and turned to go to my room when I heard moaning and breathing coming from Mom and Dad’s room, their door was open. I quietly stepped thru the kitchen and into the living room to get closer to their open door.
I heard slurping noises and Dad moaning. I thought to myself “DAM, Mom is really giving it to him, that lucky bastard” as a smile grew on my face.
I got closer and with the noises I knew he was getting a blowjob. I crept to their door and stood there listening as Dad kept softly breathing “out, oh baby, oh baby, oh baby”. I was getting hard as I listened and a bit jealous, if what he was getting was as good as my dream then he is in heaven.
Dad was getting louder now moaning, Oh, Baby, Ohhhh Baby, Suck My Cock Baby Girl, Suck It Good Sweetheart.
My body went limp, as did my cock. I stood there is total disbelief (Baby Girl ?, Sis ?. NO ! this can’t be happening) and I was getting pissed. I slipped right to the door and leaned in to peak around the opening.
From my vantage point I could see Dad’s back angled to the door. His pants were down around his ankles, his shirt unbuttoned, splayed open and he had one hand down in front of him.
At this point things were getting more intense as he got louder and started saying, OH BABY GIRL I HAVE TO CUM, I’M GONNA FILL YOUR SWEET LITTLE MOUTH, UHHHHHH, UH, UH, UHHHHHHH, OH TAKE MY CUM, OHHHHH, OHHHH, OH MY SWEET LITTLE GIRL.
He arched his back and let out an, AHHHHHHHHH !, his shirt fell open some more and there she was, on her knees with her mouth full of Dad’s cock.
She saw me and just knelt there finishing him off, looking right at me like she didn’t have a concern in the world then winked at me. When I said my sisters friend was a slut I didn’t know how right I was !.
Here she is sucking my Dad’s dick and we had already planned to meet at 6, just 30 minutes from now !.
I slipped away from the door, quietly made my way thru the living room then went outside. As I was walking to our rendevous point in the woods I thought about all the things I was going to say to that little slut. I was also thinking, “What about my Dad, what the hell is he doing and what about him and Mom” ?.
It was now clear to me what they were arguing about the other night when I overheard heard Mom asking him “what do you mean you couldn’t help yourself”.
I’m assuming this wasn’t the first time my Dad and that slut got together, Mom knows !.
I felt bad for Mom, I don’t know how she’s really taking it. My mother, my sweet mother. My instinct is to hold her, comfort her, love her, to look into her eyes, gently stroke her hair to feel her……………………..
I shook my head to clear it of the dreamy state I fell into thinking about Mom. I stood there getting horny, I mean with all that was happening I was getting horny and my cock was growing harder.
I turned as I heard leaves rustling behind me. She was walking towards me, a slow sexy type of walk that accentuated her hip movements. She had a sundress on and her soft bedroom blue eyes never veered from mine. DAM SHE LOOKED HOT !.
“What the hell are you doing”, I said in a stern voice.
“Don’t judge me”, she said calmly.
“My FATHER ?, I said.
“Your SISTER !”, she retorted with her eyebrows raised.
I could see this turning into an endless moral debate and neither one of was could take the high ground.
“I think your………….(I stopped as I was about to say, “My Cousin”, but I thought what’s the point)….forget it”, I said.
“You think I’m WHAT ?, mmmm, a WHORE ?”, she said with her eyebrows still raised.
“Thats not what I was going to say”, I said, as I quickly looked her up and down.
“I don’t think your as upset as you think you are”, she said glancing down at the lump in my pants.
She was right, as much as I didn’t want to admit it I couldn’t help my urges. She reached down to untie the string on the bathing suit I still had on.
I stood there unable to resist as she went to her knee’s and pulled down on my waistband. As she slid my bathing suit down my cock sprang out, practically hitting her in the face.
I was looking down at her as she knelt there, her head at a slight angle looking up at me. She dropped her eyes to look at my cock then straightened her head and took me in.
“UHHHHHHHH”, I groaned out loud. She was consistently taking me in to half my length and in an instant I felt the cum start to rise up my shaft.
I wanted nothing more than to cum, cum in this little sluts mouth. I was closer and closer and I didn’t have it in me to hold my muscles to delay gratification. I grabbed her head with both hands and started fucking her mouth. I was heaving in and pulling her head to me as she was on her down stroke and all she could do was take it with muffled, mm, mm ,mm, mm, mm.
As the cum raced up my shaft and out of my peehole I grabbed her hair and buried my cock deep in her mouth and held myself there letting out a huge “OHHHHHHH !, TAKE IT YOU LITTLE SLUT, UHHHHHHHHH,TAKE EVERY LAST DROP, AHHHHHHHHH”.
I continued to shoot in her mouth and held her while she tried to pull away.
I let her hair go just as I finished my last squirt.
She pulled back off my cock and hung her head down catching her breath then looked up at me,
“BASTARD”, she said then wiped her mouth with the back of her hand and continued sucking in air.
I pulled up my shorts and looked down at her and offered my hand to help her up which she slapped away. I still held my hand out then she took it and pulled herself up.
We just looked at each other then she turned to walk away and I slapped her on the ass. When she turned her head to me I looked at her,
“want to again”, I asked
“I’ll text you”, she said then she turned away.
“NO, I’ll text YOU”, I said.
She turned and looked at me then walked away.
I got back to the house to clean up and get into some clothes before my girlfriend showed up. When I went in Mom was in the kitchen. Trying to act like things were normal I said “HEY MOM, what s going on”.
“I’m just thinking”, she said.
“Where’s Dad”, I said.
“Well he’s out and your sister is staying over at a friends house”, she said.
“I have a date tonight, she’s coming to pick me up”, I said.
“Oh great, I finally get to meet her ?”, she said.
“Sure”, I said.
“Mom, what was wrong the other night”, I asked.
“Oh, your father and I had a disagreement”, she said with a forced smile on her face.
“What was Sis crying about”, I asked.
“Well she was just upset about our, uh, disagreement”, she said.
“What did you two pick up at the drugstore”, I asked.
“More Birth Control”, she said without hesitation while looking right at me.
“Oh. I have to get ready”, I said.
I wanted to ask about the “COUSIN” issue but thought this was certainly not a good time. I went to clean up and get ready.
When my girlfriend pulled up I went out and said “come inside and meet my Mom”.
We walked into the kitchen, Mom turned to us and froze, she was like a deer in the headlights,
“Mom are you alright” ?, I asked.
“Uh, yes, of course I am, She’s beautiful sweetheart, she said.
I turned to my girlfriend who had a huge smile on her face,
“Thank You’, she said.
“Look you two should get going, it was very nice to meet you dear”, said Mom.
I knew we we’re being rushed out but wasn’t sure why.
We got into the car and my girlfriend said, “that was kinda weird”.
“Well she has stuff on her mind”, I said.
She was right, it was very weird and the subject was left at that as we spent the evening together doing the typical dinner, a movie, a walk, we made out, etc. Then she dropped me off at home.
The house was dark as I went in. I figured Mom was in bed. I went to the kitchen switching the light on and saw Mom on the couch. She looked sad and I could tell she had been crying.
I went and sat down and put my arm around her. She leaned over my shoulder and I brought my other arm around and held her.
“Oh Honey, there is so much going on, I feel so alone, you don’t know how good it feels for me to be held.”, she said.
This was a little like deja vu for me or my imagination turning into reality. She felt good and smelled great.
“Who wouldn’t want to hold you, your a wonderful and caring woman, I said.
“I look a mess”, she said as she ran a finger over each eye.
“Your beautiful”, I said.
“Your sweet”, she said.
As she leaned more into me the top of her robe fell open exposing those her BOOBS, she had no bra on. My cock sprang right to action. I continued to look then let my eyes travel down her body.
Her robe was the short type so sitting down it rode up exposing her nice tanned legs. I didn’t notice when she raised her head slightly and was looking at my face while my eyes roamed back up her body and stopped at her chest for just a second then I glanced at her and noticed she was looking right at me then she looked down at the lump in my pants then back up at me.
We looked at each other. My eyes darted from each of her eyes to various points on her face then I gave darting glances between her eyes and neck.
This was an obvious signal from me that I wanted to start munching my way from her neck down.
I slowly leaned my head down and she receptively leaned her head back as I went to work on her neck and worked down to her boobs.
I was pulling her robe open and running my hand inside while I sucked on each nipple.
Pulling my hand out I untied her robe and pulled it open, she had no panties on. She slide her butt down to the edge of the couch as I knelt on the floor in front of her.
She pulled her knees to her chest and opened her legs wide as she put her arms down beside her and held her ankles with her hands giving me full access.
Her pussy was completely shaved, her cunt lips were wide open and flared. I looked up at her and looking back at me with pure desire in her eyes,
“Take Care of Me Sweetheart”, she said.
I practically dove into her and started lapping at the full length of her scrumptious snatch .
She immediately moaned, OH BABY, MY SWEET BABY, EAT MOMMA’S PUSSY.
I worked on her cunt, sucking down her sweet juice and attacking her clit off and on and nibbling her cunt lips.
She was panting and stopping then panting and stopping as I licked the same pussy I passed thru 16 years before.
I attacked her fully engorged clit as she screamed,
“OHHHHHH BABY I CAN’T TAKE IT ANYMORE” and pushed my head away.
We went to her bedroom, she undressed me, pushed my down onto the bed and went right for my cock. She took me in her mouth and I thought I was going to black out from shear pleasure as she started bobbing up and down on my harder than steel prick.
After a several of her strokes of what I thought was absolute cock sucking heaven she started taking me into her throat.
All I could do was loudly moan, “OH MOM YOUR THE BEST, OH MY GOD PLEASE DON’T STOP, OHHHHHHH, OHHHHHHH, OHHHHH MOMMA, SUCK IT BABY, SUCK MY COCK” !!!!!!.
It was all I could do to hold off but I didn’t want to finish like this, I wanted her pussy, I was intending to cum inside the same wonderful cunt that gave birth to me.
Just when I didn’t think I could take it anymore she finally pulled off of me.
She turned got on all fours and said, “I WANT YOU TO FUCK MOMMY’S PUSSY HONEY, I KNOW YOU WILL TAKE CARE OF ME”.
This is what I was looking forward to, I thought as I positioned my self behind her and aimed my throbbing meat at her entrance.
Pushing in I entered into what I can only describe as a dream. My cock was wrapped in a heavenly softness I have never ever felt.
She applied just the right amount of pressure and she was wet but not sloppy. As sweet as her juice was to taste, it had a creamy consistency beyond compare.
I grabbed her full firm hips and slowly started working in and out of the most exquisite pussy known to me.
I was taking long deep slow strokes. Mom raised her head up and moaned out, “OHHHH BABY YOUR COCK FEELS SO GOOD INSIDE ME, FUCK MOMMY’S PUSSY HONEY, FUCK MOMMY’S PUSSY”.
I knew I couldn’t last a minute but I was going to fully enjoy that minute. I was at the point of exploding and squeezing with all I had, trying to delay the inevitable. I couldn’t take anymore I had to let go.
I was so tensed I could hardly speak, I was in pain and needed relief. I had my fingers dug into her fleshy hips and in a tortured voice I said, “MOMMA, I HAVE TO CUM” !!!!!.
“IT’S OK HONEY, CUM IN ME, FILL MOMMY’S PUSSY WITH MY SWEET BABY’S CUM !!!!.
I shoved in and holding myself deep I groaned out a long relieving, “ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh”, as I felt myself just melt inside of her. It was like a slow molten river of white hot cum flowing out of my cock and deep into her sweet soft pussy.
With my back arched, head back, eyes closed and fingers dug into her hips I stayed right there in complete bliss feeling like the cum would never stop flowing.
Finally convinced I finished I pulled out and looked down as cum ran out of her and puddled up on the bed.
I fell straight back breathing hard, breathing with absolute relief.
Mom turned around and licked at my cum soaked cock and said, “mmmmmm”, next time I want to taste ALL of it. Then she went down and started sucking and licking me clean as I laid there with my eyes closed and in total heaven.
(to be continued)………………………..

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An invitation is not what it always seems to be

This start of a story,is about role reversal, ..its fiction. with Domination and the like, I intend to carry on if I get any positive thoughts, if not I will confine it into the annals of the bin.
Hello J, I,ve just spotted a new group of teens ,which will be ideal for our clients, fax them and let them know ,that the new ones will £80,000 each,and will be ready for collection,end of June, and tell them we have all colours this time.
I called the others ,and the reception committee would be waiting, how many Kath asked 9 at the moment,ages seem to range 19 – 30, may have to get rid of one or two, lets hope they all come up to scratch, see you shortly.
Hi boys I said, doing anything tonight , No was there reply,fancy helping me and my freinds with a little light work,and we will happily entertain you later. They eagerly, climbed into the back of our Minibus, sat down,and off we went.With our automatic Chloraform sprayer switched on , in the back of the air vents, they were all asleep very quickly.
The big gate entrance opened for us,and we drove through,and parked along side the celler entrance, each of us hauled our future sales goods off the bus, and after attaching them to an overhead rail, they were guided downstairs, for processing.As it took at least 2 hours for the chloraform to wear off,it gave us enough time to strip ,wash & tattoo each body with our mark, always making sure the goods did not get damaged.
Each one of our captives would be known by a name ,ie J1, ( That meant they had to be ready for the 1st week of June), if not the price dropped £10,000 per week, for time lost. We needed to check their bodily fuctions were ok, but first they had to be whipped into some form of order,all our clients relied on disipline, and if they faulty ,then more often than not,they were disposed of , but we did,nt like that method of disposal so some of us kept them for own use, it was a great pleasure having your own personnal cock slave ,after a hard days work.
Girls, I suggest we tie each one to the wall straps , leaving thier cocks and balls free, , we will do the hot wax treatment immediately, don,t want any hairs to get in the way.And with that , wax was poored onto each male,make sure you ball-gag them ,keeping the noise down, don,t forget the pubes and arse.So each one was subjected to a good lathering ,and any bits missed with the hot wax,a cut throat razor was used to remove the balance.Then they were individually dipped into very warm water, thoroughly soaped and washed,dryed through an hot air dryer, and left for half an hour to settle.
Now it was time for their induction, Kath and I went into the first cell, lowered a lovely looking black boy of about 22 years ,down onto the floor, Kath took hold of his big cock, and said she is going to suck him off, she put his cock into her mouth and proceeded to suck , his eyes started to brighten up, but still with his ball gag in place,he was unable to say a thing. She wanked his cock with fury, he lasted a very short time,and his load flew all over us. Another blouse for the wash, I said. I think he would be ideal for our S. This Client, she loves virile black men,and I believe they are looked after very well,and when she has finished with them , pays them well,and sends them where ever they want to go to.
Next J2 was dragged into the whipping room, he was,nt so compliant, we had to be very careful how we treated our merchandise,as a literal whipping was bad for the skin, so I grabbed hold of his very big cock,and pulled it very hard,he winced with pain, I told him ,behave or I will put his cock inside a bottle,and wank him till he was erect,and leave him for an hour ,and then smash the bottle with a hammer, you will not enjoy that, and you won,t be able to piss for a week.This lovely white boy,was handsome,and I did not want to hurt him, but his complaining never stopped, and the bottle was fitted, we led to a cell,closed the door behind us , and watched him on the overhead camera,and was,nt he suffering.
J2 through to J6 were all good looking boys, they kept themselves in good condition, we had lots of clients ,especially Gays ,who enjoyed breaking a new cock or two in, these five were destined for the Arab market, mainly for use in hareems, but sadly for them, they had to be steralised, in the past our clients insisted on castration, we thought that a little harsh, so Key hole surgery was the next best, so as some of us were either Doctors and Nurses, a little operation was a simple task, anyway the money we earnt doing this ,supplemented our meager NHS salaries. We enjoyed our proper jobs,always taking care of the finer details of our patients.
I won,t bore you with the ins and outs of steralisation, a couple of snips in the right places,and all would be well. Key hole was much quicker ,and we still had time in theday to complete processing our merchandise.J7 – J9 were becomming a little awkward, they needed firmer discipline we realised as soon as skin was broken, the price dropped drastically, but problems we were having,and they had to be sorted.
We took J8 ,and in front of all the others, bound his cock very tightly, then bent him over a vaulting horse,and with a cat of nine tails,unleashed fury on his bottom, he was securly tied to metal bars at both front and back, so movement was almost impossible. This white male was destined for the heavy use Gay scene, they enjoyed a good wide arse,as many liked to double penetrate, and he had to be trained in the art of double cock sucking, and the clients like them lively,we hurt J8 for his own sake and thier ultimate pleasure.
Rather than use batons to practice the art of DP, we encourage our clients to send a couple of thier own slaves to fuck um & suck um, so after the beating had finished,J8 was lowered to the floor and was brutially abused by the boys, we all stood and watched whilst ,they firstly took off the cock twine, removed his ties to front and back, and as they were both strong boys this guy would be a walk over.With ball gag out,and an 10″ x 3.1/2″ cock in , some head and face slapping ensued, Bs cock never remained still for five seconds,he fucked J8s mouth so much so,he was gagging all the way, and just in case he thought of biting him,its very hard trying to bite a 3.1/2″ girth cock, your unable to get any pressure on the bite, I should know because as a young girl I was raped by a big boy,and with a cock of that size in my mouth I could scream for help either, but thats another story.
It was interesting standing their watching two cocks doing thier finishing work,when they ejaculated,sperm was flying around everywhere, J8s arse was full of it,and his mouth was full, the boys forced him to swallow the lot, and we made one of the others J7 to come and lick his arse clean.I think thier reading for export girls, have we got all there traveling documents ready,they had to go cargo, could,nt afford them being found by customs.
Kate contacted the various clients,and told them we wished collection and or shipping arrangements to be texted to us, and once the money had changed hands ,we would be able to release our goods.Everyone duly paid,and after a thorough final check-up they would be ready for the off.To avoid any contact with the outside world ,all were once again Chloraformed, and loaded,collected and out of our hands.
Kath ,shouted to me,we had another urgent order, to fufill, but this time it was to be girls over the age of 25, apparently ,at that age it was thought they would be nice and mature, before becoming old maids, we turned the order down, even though it was worth an extra bonus of 200k.
I made the decision that we would holiday ,and then in 6 weeks,start again, this was accepted, so I hope you enjoy me sharing with you my first venture into cruel business, i will return soon to share our next venture

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My slutty wife Lori

I met Lori in college. We met through a mutual freind and we hit it off right away. We both loved to fuck and we couldn’t get enough of each other. We married after a couple years and continued to have great sex.
Knowing how Lori loved to fuck, I figuered she had alot of guys before me. She is good looking and loves to flirt. I would ask Lori about her previous guys during sex and she told me about some wild times she had. She said a freind told her once that she would never be married because she can not be satisfied by just one guy. The stories made me very hot and I told her how I would love to watch her sometime with another guy. She seemed turned on by the idea so I pushed her to tell me what guys turned her on. She finally told me that she is very turned on by bikers and my buddy Chuck made her wet.
One night when I knew we would be alone for the night, I called Chuck and invited him over for dinner. I told him that Lori liked bikes and that maybe he could give her a ride after dinner since I do not own a motorcycle. He gladly accepted and I went to tell Lori. I was worried that Lori would be nervous and back out, but she seemed very excited when I told her. She made a nice dinner before Chuck got here and then ran in to change when she heard his bike pull up.
I invited Chuck in and got us a couple beers. I was shocked when Lori came out in a little black skirt and a low cut top. Chuck liked her also as he got up and hugged her. She sat on the couch between us and I was getting very excited. Lori told me to get her a drink and I could hear her flirting and laughing with him as I moved slowly to get her drink.We ate dinner and had a couple more drinks. After dinner Lori said “Come with me Chuck,he can clean the kitchen”. I watched them walk in the living room as I started to wash the dishes. I could hear them laughing and I peeked in and saw them on the couch, sitting pretty close. Her feet were up on th coffee table and I got a peek off her sexy green thong.
As i am cleaning the kitchen, Lori pokes her head in and says “Chuck wants to take me for a ride on his motorcycle, I am going to change”. I saw Chuck walk down past the bedroom to the bathroom. Lori told me later that she let Chuck get a “peek” of her thong, by “forgeting” to close the door and waiting to pull up her pants until she heard him come out of the bathroom. Lori came out in a pair of jeans and a sweatshirt because it was cool out that evening.
I was very excited and did not know what to say. Lori came in the kitchen and kissed me on the cheek and said she wouldn’t be to long. I said ok and then watched at the window as she mounted the bike and put her arms around Chuck. They rode off and I could see her getting closer after they strarted. I finished the kitchen and popped in a porno. I figured she would be hot to fuck when they got back and i hoped to watch her fuck my buddy. I waited a couple hours and was not sure what to think. Where did they go? A long ride or?
The phone rang about 3 hours after they had left, it was Lori. She told me she was at Chuck’s and that the headlight on the bike went out so they had to go to his place because it was closer.She told me to come over ther and pick her up. She ran out to the car as I pulled up, got in and said “Lets go, I have a new story to tell you when we get home”. Now i was very excited.She said his headlight went out and they were close to his house so they went there. (I later found out that she was rubbing his cock on the ride so he took her to his place)As I drove, she told me he was showing her his other motorcycles in the garage when she told him how I liked hearing stories about her fooling around. Chuck said “well let’s give him a good story then”. My cock grew as I hurried home. Lori said “Does it excite you that I just had sex with your buddy?
“Oh yes” I replied.
“Good” she said “and can I do it whenever I please.
When we were home, she was laying in bed in her thong telling me how Chuck had fucked her. She got bent over the bike first and then taken up to his bedroom. They fucked and sucked for a couple hours. Lori spread her legs and her pussy lips and said ” see Chuck’s load in me”. I nodded. She said ok your turn. With that I got on top of her and plunged my cock in the hottest juiciest pussy I ever experienced. Lori was so hot and I came in her almost immediately. She asked me if I liked her gooey pussy. i said I did very much. She said “Good, because Chuck has a big cock and I will be seeing it again. That was just the beginning of the wild times ahead for my slutty wife.
Lori would get a call from Chuck, sometimes late at night, and she would go out to his place to “play”. She came home with a hot gooey pussy and a nasty story to tell me. He liked fucking outdoors and often took her on his porch and had her suck his cock, Then he would bend her over and fuck her over the railing and blow a big wad in her.I loved fucking that hot nasty pussy as she told me what she had done.
The first time I saw Lori fucking is something I will never forget. Late one night I heard a tapping at our bedroom window. It was Chuck and I hear Lori whisper through the widow for him to go to the front door. I said where are you going and she just told me to stay in bed and pretend I was asleep. My cock grew instantly hard as I watched her get up. She was wearing a short nighty that barely covered her ass She ran out to the front door and let him in. Next,I heard some muffled moans so I got up and sneaked done the hallway. I peaked in the living room and Lori was on her knees in front of Chuck with his massive cock hanging out of his pants and in her mouth. I heard him ask where I was ans she told him I was asleep and that they could go downstairs to the extra bedroom. He reached down and pulled her nighty over her head and off. He grabbed the back of her head and steered her mouth back on his cock. I stroked my cock as I watched her sucking him off naked in front of the front door.
I heard him say lets go so I hurried back into my bed. I could just catch a glimpse of her naked ass as they walked to the steps to go downstairs. I waited a few minutes and then went to the top of the stairs to watch and listen. They were in the bedroom already so I went down a couple stairs to peek. I could see her undressing him. She was rubbing her nipples on his hairy chest which she had told me excited her alot.she pulled his pant down and remained on her knees to suck him some more. I was naked now and stoking my cock as I watched my wife sucking a huge cock. He layed her on the bed and spread her legs. I could see him bury his face into her hot pussy as I heard her moan. He licked her and sucked on her clit as she grinded her pussy in his face. He licked her for what seemed like forever and I took the oppurtunity to get all the way down the stairs and next to the bedroom door.I heard her start to whimper “Fuck me Chuck, Please fuck me” I thought I was going to spew on the wall as I heard my wife begging to be fucked by this big biker.
He said “What do you want bitch?”
She cried out “I want your big cock in me, please give it to me”
He said “Who’s whore are you”
Lori said “I’m your whore Chuck, whenever you want it, whereever you want it”
With that he plunged his cock in her pussy and started pumping her hard. She had her hand on her clit as he pumped her and I knew she was going to cum. She let out a series of loud moans and Chuck pumped her even harder. He started moaning loudly as he blew a load of cum in my wife.
I snuck back upstairs and waited. About an hour later she came up and got into bed with me. She said ” I saw you peeking naughty boy, Did you like the show?”
“Oh yes Lori, it made my cock very hard” I replied.
She told me to put my finger in her pussy and then lick it and then to suck my finger. “You like tasting our cum together dont you”
“Yes Lori”
“Then lick me” she said spreading her legs.
I could see his cum running out of her freashly fucked pussy. She told me as I licked her that Chuck was asleep downstairs and that she was going back down to be with him when he woke up. I was very turned on and started to beg her to let me fuck her, She said “OK, but hurry up I have to get back down stairs”
I mounted her and came almost immediately. Chuck had stretched her out so much , all I felt was her gooey juices.
As I rolled off of her, she got up and kind of laughed something like “I did not know you were in me” and said to me “Stay in the bedroom this time or else I won’t let you watch again. I am going back downstairs”.
She left and shut the bedroom door. I fell asleep and awoke to moaning in the basement in the morning. I wanted to go look but I did not want to get caught. I beat off listening and waited till I heard Chuck leave. When L>ori came back up she told me to wait until that nght to hear her story becuse she was to tired to fuck again.
I have watched Lori fuck a few guys now but the first time is my most memorable.

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Gabby 3
Doing the laundry was a several hour affair with my wrists cuffed behind my back. By the time I had finished, and gotten his clothes and sheets back into his room, the sky had started to darken. As I was just trying to smooth out the last corner of his sheet, he walked into his room.
“Now the only thing left to clean is you.” I smiled and did a little naked curtsy for him.
He snapped a dog collar and leash on me and led me out the door. I wondered what he was up to when we continued past the bathroom and down the stairs. The bathroom off the living room perhaps? I stopped cold in my tracks when it became apparent he was leading me out the sliding glass door onto the porch. Even with the relative remote location of our house, I was still leery of going outside.
A hard tug on the leash and I didn’t have much choice. The cool air hit my nipples first, turning them hard as rocks. I tried desperately to find away to cover myself, but my efforts proved fruitless. Frantically I looked around to see if anyone was watching. It was already too dark to see very far, but I could still make out our neighbors house in the distance.
He led me out to the clothesline, six rows of rope suspended about six feet in the air between two T-shaped metal poles, and pushed me to my knees beneath them. I winced and tried to twist away as a cold blast of hose water hit me. I opened my mouth in shock, but made no noise, not wanting to draw any attention to myself. He thoroughly doused me with the shower like spray of the nozzle before turning it to jet and aiming at my nipples. He spent the next several minutes torturing me with cold hard blasts of water on my already sensitive nipples.
“Oh please god stop,” I finally pleaded. Mercifully he let go of the hose and put it down.
“You don’t have to call me god though,” he quipped, picking up a bar of soap and lathering his hands. I opened my mouth in ecstasy as he reached down and toyed with my clit with one finger, then let out a muffled argument as he shoved the bar of soap in my open mouth. “Hold that for me,” he said as he began kneading and soaping my boobs. I made sure not to drop it, even when his hands migrated every so often to my pussy to toy with and tease me.
After several minutes of washing me, and several more groping me up and down, he finally pulled the soap out, and I tried to rid myself of the taste. He pulled me to my feet and tied the leash off to one of the middle ropes.
“What are you doing?” I asked him.
“Hanging you up to dry,” he responded, walking towards the house. I began to panic at the prospect of being left alone outside, but breathed a sigh of relief as he started back after a few steps. My relief was short lived however as he grabbed a basket. “Almost forgot the clothespins,” he said, putting one on each of my nipples. I winced at the pain and tried in vain to free myself. I found I could move up and down the line, but I couldn’t free myself from it, and I couldn’t remove the clothespins. I found that the pain numbed over time as the arousal I got from being nude and exposed, coupled with the fear of being caught, and the unrelenting horniness at pleasing my brother took over.
My mind kept flashing back to the last time I’d had his cock sliding up and down my throat. His pleasured moans and the reward of tasty, salty cum made my pussy tingle and my nipples forget they were ever in pain. I shut my eyes, reliving that moment when I’d finally managed to deep throat him, but I was stirred from my reverie by another, even fiercer pain. He’d taken the clothespins off. It must have been several minutes because there were little indentations on my nipples where they’d been and I was completely dry.
“How’s that pussy doing?” he asked me as he marched me inside.
“Good, I answered him, turning a slight red at the blunt and frank mention of my ‘private’ regions.
He sat me down on the couch in the living room and blindfolded me once more. I felt his hands on my legs, and soon found them being pulled apart. After a few minutes, he let go and I tried to bring them back together with no success. He’d tied them to something, though god knows what. His hands roamed my body, squeezing my breasts and pinching my nipples once more. I moaned and squirmed on the couch. Hr kneaded my breasts, harder and harder until he neared the threshold between pleasure and pain. Then all of a sudden his hands stopped, and the air was silent. I thought I could hear him moving nearby, but I couldn’t be sure.
“OH MY FUCKING GOD!” I screamed and jumped against my bonds as something, I don’t know what, something slid across my clit. “What the hell was that?” I asked him.
He only laughed and did it again, prompting another jump and yelp. “Do you want me to keep going?” he asked.
“Yes please master,” I said quickly, not for the first time feeling utterly owned.
“Oh good lord!” I yelled, feeling the soft, intensely pleasurable sensation on my clit again. Though this time it didn’t stop after a split second. My jaw dropped as the pressure on various areas of my pussy increased. I could feel whatever it was running up and down my lips lightly, teasing me, only to dive hard towards my clit. Eventually my shaking and writhing caused the blindfold to slip down around my neck. I looked down, and saw to my surprise, my brothers mouth and tongue buried in my pussy.
He saw that I’d noticed and smiled, pulling up and running his thumb in circular motions on my clit. I shut my eyes and bit my lip for several seconds reveling in the pleasure.
“Want me to make you cum this way?” he asked me slyly.
“Oh fuck yes, please god yes,” I answered panting.
“Will you do something for me in return?” he asked, lightly running his tongue up and down my pussy again.
“Fuck, anything, yes master,” I replied, struggling to get the words out coherently. The last was obscured by a yell as he dove once more, this time sucking my clit between his lips and playing with it with his tongue. I thrusted back and forth, rubbing myself over his mouth. He wrapped his tongue in a circle around my clit and moved it rapidly up and down, like my clit was fucking his tongue. That was about all I could handle as my body took over.
I came hard, harder than I ever had before as his tongue and lips continued to work. I orgasmed, and then orgasmed again and again. It seemed like they would never stop. Every muscle in my body tensed at the same time. Every limb pulled at its respective tether causing ropes and metal alike to dig into my skin. Somewhere along the way I zoned out of full consciousness, the pleasure washing over me, consuming me. Every time it seemed like it would abate, I would feel his tongue again, moving, finding some nerve it had not yet touched.
Finally, several minutes later, my eyes fluttered open and I awoke. My brother was no longer between my legs, rather in the kitchen, pouring himself a drink. My leg bonds had been freed, but the ropes still dangled from my ankles. I stretched myself out for a few moments. Every muscle felt as though it ached. I stood, wobbling for a few moments, then walked around a bit to get my balance.
He walked over and handed me something, a black thong and bra, and freed my wrists. I put the thong on, pulling the ropes through the leg holes and sliding it into place. He then redid my ankle bonds so that they were roped together with about a foot and a half of slack, allowing me to take short steps. When he was finished, I slipped the skimpy Victoria’s Secret bra on and clasped it behind my back.
He led me into the kitchen and undid my leash, setting it on the counter, then rummaged through one of the cupboards. The feeling of clothes was now somewhat strange with me. I caught myself in the reflection in the stove and frowned at the black contrasts sweeping across my relatively pale skin. They covered all the best parts. I rolled the thong a bit, revealing a few inches of my ass, and brining my pussy oh so close to being exposed.
He finally found what he was looking for, a large square top to a serving tray. It was metal, about one by two feet, and had a large rectangular handle. He put it in my hands, handle facing down, then slid the cuffs through the handle and fastened them to each wrist, effectively binding me and the makeshift serving tray. He then ran a rope from the cuffs to my ankle ropes so that I held the tray just below my breasts. Then he ran a rope up, under my bra (having a squeeze as he did so) to the link on my collar, trapping my hands in place. I turned around once, getting a feel for how I could move, and earning a hard smack in the ass from Tim. I instinctively tried to shield myself, but could do nothing as his warm hand rubbed where he’d just hit me, then took a good hard squeeze.
“Some guys are coming over to play poker tonight,” he explained. You’re going to be a nice hostess. My face flushed at the thought of revealing so much to so many older guys.
His friends came in one by one, taking a good long stare at me standing beside the round card table he’d set up. I had drinks, a bowl of chips, and some dip on my tray. I had to take short, careful steps in order to not spill anything.
They all took their seats, five of them in all, including Tim and started playing. They all took turns sneaking peeks at the bound, barely clothed girl, all of them curious, but none daring to ask. After the first few hands, the order came for a drink, from Tim. He grabbed a drink near my breasts, rubbing one of my nipples as he did so. I let out a short, quiet gasp as his hand pulled away. In mere seconds, both of them were hard and straining against the thin material of my bra.
“Take what you want guys,” Tim said with a smile before sipping his drink. Now the stares were more obvious, and another guy grabbed a drink, unblocking the other hard nipple for all to see. The guys all feigned not being able to reach my tray, forcing me to bend forward, giving them a great view of what little cleavage I had and an even better view of my ass for the guy behind me. I made sure to position myself so everyone got a look.
As the night wore on, all the drinks and the chips made their way to the table. Tim rewarded my faithful service by getting the tray out of my way, but leaving the cuffs on. He got up to take care of the tray and the empty glasses. As soon as his back was turned, there was a loud smack as one of his friends swatted my ass. The rest giggled, and Tim didn’t even flinch as he let them have a few seconds of fun.
When he returned, everyone was sitting still and very interested in their cards, while my ass was a bit redder, and my thong significantly more moist. After a little while, two of the guys left, citing their lack of chips and something about girlfriends as excuses. I started sitting on the lap of whoever won each hand, feeling Tim’s and two other hard dicks throbbing just beneath my pussy.
Tim’s chips began to dwindle, and after not much longer he ended up having to go all in. I walked around, looking at each player’s cards. Tim was not on the winning end.
“Her bra,” he said, realizing his impending loss. The other two just looked at him. “Her bra instead of the chips.” The winner only nodded. I hobbled over him, then leaned way over so my breasts were less than an inch from his face.
“Take it,” I whispered.
He reached around to undo the clasp, pulling me closer, and blocking his face from view. He lightly bit one of my nipples as he pretended to fumble with the clasp. “Oh god,” I breathed at the unexpected sensation.
After pushing his luck for a few more seconds, he undid the clasp, causing my A-cups to fall mere millimeters. He slid the bra down my arms until he was blocked by the rope, at which point Tim came over with a pair of scissors and cut it off my body completely. I spun around to give them all a look at the full package before settling onto the nibbler’s lap.
Not hiding it any more, I swiveled my hips, giving his raging hard on a nice little lapdance while he played. They all went back and forth for a few hands before Tim knocked the other guy out, hauling in a substantial amount of chips. He took one last long dirty look at me, prompting a shudder before he too departed.
The two piles of chips were about even now. I saw my chair lift a pocket pair of aces and grin ever so slightly. Him and my brother raised back and forth until all their chips were in the pot.
“You can keep the money,” he said referring to the buy-in, “if I can take her home.” One of his hands found its way up my leg and just underneath the fabric of my thong.
Tim smiled, “deal.” He stood up and freed me of all my accessories. “you can take off the thong,” he told me. Turning red, and dripping, I slowly bent over and slid it down my legs revealing my tight pink, bald pussy lips. He salivated at the thought of having me to himself while my heart raced with fear and excitement.
“Unfortunately,” my brother said, flipping over a jack and ten of diamonds. He stopped and let the cards speak for themselves. He’d made a straight flush. The guy looked on in shock. “Show him out,” Tim ordered.
Surprising them both, I reached into his pants and led him by his eight inch cock to the door. I gave it one last tug and whispered in his ear, “sorry,” and shoved him out.
I turned around and found Tim already naked in his char, softly stroking himself as he enjoyed my nudity. “Oh, master, let me do that,” I said, dropping to my knees by the door and crawling to him.
“Open your mouth and shut your eyes,” he told me with a grin. I followed his order happily, putting my hands on my head as well, awaiting my treat. I leaned forward as his hand brushed up my body, from my stomach up and around my breasts to my chin.
“MMPH!” I screamed as he unexpectedly forced something into my mouth. It was a sweetness that tasted and smelled oddly familiar. He slapped a strip of duct tape over my mouth, holding in my gag. It was my still damp panties he’d fed me. The taste was me. The thought would’ve made me gag, but I found that I actually enjoyed the taste of myself. After having removed them instinctively, I placed my hands back behind my head, opening my eyes quick enough to see his hand coming at me. It shoved me firmly backwards. I fell onto my back, my legs tumbling out from underneath me. He lifted me slightly and put a pillow underneath the small of my back, aiming my pussy up into the air. I laid there submissively, awaiting his wishes.
He knelt over me and grabbed my hair, holding my head back and dangled his cock inches over my face, taunting me. I fought against the pain for it, but he held me tightly. Finally he pulled my head upwards, and allowed me to deepthroat him.
“Nice and sloppy, get that cock nice and wet,” he ordered me. I moaned with pleasure, doing exactly as he told. After a few minutes, he got off of me. I twisted and whimpered at the cock deprivation. I turned my head to the side, looking over to see him stroking some sort of liquid onto his cock. He knelt again, this time before my legs and held them apart. Before I could realize what he was doing, he started rubbing his head up and down my pussy.
I arched my back, and fumbled around with my hands to grab a hold of something. I found nothing and balled them into fists. He started tapping it on my clit, and I swore I was going to orgasm right there, but held back for him. Gradually, slowly, he began sliding it into my tight pussy. I gasped at the pain at first, but it felt so right to be filled up like that. I spread my legs as far apart as I could get them, my face stayed contorted in a look of shock, pain and pleasure.
When’d he’d gotten enough of himself in me, he started to thrust gently. “Oh, fuck yes!” I screamed, letting him have his way with me. He picked up the pace slightly, but stayed gentle. All I could do was moan and scream. Tears began running down my face at the sheer overload of sensations. His hand came down on my stomach, just above my pussy, as he guided himself in and out of me. My head spun as the motion caused it to slip closer and closer to my clit.
“Oh, yeah,” I heard him moan. My tightness had him close already. I felt his thrusts become more and more irregular, his breath more ragged. He held back, continuing to fuck me. I’d slid off the pillow, my head hit the couch with every thrust, but I didn’t care. Everything went numb, the only place I had any feeling at all was my pussy.
His cock started to throb while his thumb finally pushed its way to my clit. That was enough to make my pussy explode. My back arched and it felt like every muscle went into overdrive. All I could see were stars for the next several minutes. I orgasmed again and again. Every time I thought I was winding down, I felt his thumb on my clit again and it pushed me over another edge.
After what seemed like forever, my heartbeat started to slow, and my eyes opened. I looked up. He was slipping on his boxers. There was cum everywhere, my stomach, my tits, even my face and hair. I tasted some in my mouth, obviously he’d had me clean him off, but I’d gotten so lost, the moment when he pulled out and came barely registered. I was so exhausted, but I felt so good. I grabbed the somewhat cum covered pillow and propped it behind my head, drifting off to sleep.

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