Aiden 7
He is such a good drawer. He let me watch him draw an owl. He doesn’t really watch me anymore but he still try’s to get to know me. I hate that I go silent round him. God damnit.
He is such a good drawer. He let me watch him draw an owl. He doesn’t really watch me anymore but he still try’s to get to know me. I hate that I go silent round him. God damnit.
All people, places, and events in this story are fictitious, any resemblance to persons, living or dead, is purely coincidence.
This is written in first person, not based on true experiences, and if you arenāt an enjoyer of those under the age of 18, then please refrain from rude comments, itās only a story.
Also, this first installment will contain little to no sexual content, being more of a āromancyā feel, I guess. Setting the mood for later installments, introducing characters, and so on.
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Letās start at the beginning, when my life had an abrupt turn around, but not in a bad way. I can assure you of that.
Iām not some super hunk, but Iām not that kid that no one wants to go near. Fourteen years old, male, white, I stand at a nice six feet, but Iām a little on the skinny side, only weighing around 130 pounds or so. My hair is a normal brown, that seems to have a mind of itās own, no matter what, and my eyes are a either blue or gray at any given time, and the color of them changes regularly. I even have braces, but Iāve had those since 5th grade. I have a mild personality, it takes a lot to get to me, and itās rare that someone manages to even find me in the slightest fit of anger. Iām not athletic, but I have been able to hold my own with the Middle Schoolās best soccer players back when I was in 7th and 8th grade. I was always good at running, even with the little exercise I did.
The school I attend wasnāt in my hometown, so I donāt really know anyone as well as the rest of them know each other. Iāve been going to that school system for a few years but it takes twice as long to make really good friends, and since Iām shy, exceptionally so, itās even more difficult. Now, Iām no āshut-inā, but my friends arenāt as close as Iād like them to be.
Itās my freshman year in high school, but Iāve been coming to this school system from three already, and in those years Iāve gotten one title that seems to stick out among the rest, āgenius.ā I donāt intend to brag, but when you live in a really bad neighborhood, and your parents donāt want you outside a lot, you canāt do that much except for reading. Anyways, Iām considered the āgo-to-guyā by a lot of people in my classes for things such as quick help on an assignment, and through this I made the friends I have now.
With this, my story begins.
The cold December air wrapped around me as I slid into the back seat of our car, an old 1996 Jeep that managed to break down every now and then. My hair was still wet from my regular morning shower, and even in the brief seconds between my house and the car, it managed to freeze a little.
āCāmon, old fart, weāve gotta go.ā I said, calling out to my dad, who was regularly late, āSchool starts in ten minutes and we live twenty minutes away from there!ā My dad grunted a response and hurried into his Jeep, pulling out of our gravel driveway and speeding down the road. He called himself a chronic speeder, and Iāll be the first to agree if itās brought up by anyone else. Our drive was rather uneventful, it consisted of, the asking of what was going on today, a few questions about any tests or quizzes, and then a silent ride listening to talk radio as my dad snaked through traffic with the skill of an ex-deliveryman.
āJump and roll,ā My dad called out as we pulled up to the school, just in the nick of time for the first bell to ring, which signaled for five minutes before classes started. I ran to Chemistry, at the back of the building for some reason, and settled in just as the tardy bell rang. A few people congratulated me on the good timing, since the science teacher wasnāt too good to people that were late, sending them back down to the office right away to sign in for being late to class. And despite that, this class was one of my favorites.
Before I get any further, Iāll tell you now, my mind has been set on a few select girls for quite some time, since 6th or 7th grade, when I was still getting to know people and getting into the groove of things. A new one came along this year in Chemistry, a mixed girl named Sade? Sheās a grade ahead of me, but she was a real beauty, in fact all of the girls I had my eyes set on were. Nothing like those stereotypical, ābig tittedā blondes that made an appearance in almost every porn film. Sade?as probably on the larger side of A-cup breasts, possibly a B-cup, Iām no expert in the ways of telling, and I sure as hell wouldnāt ask a girl out of the blue what her bra size was. Her dark hair fell around her shoulders and curled in an appealing way. She ran track, which was a plus since she had a perfectly flat stomach, and a toned ass that any girl would die to have. Those last few things were revealed by the form fitting shirts and skinny jeans that she almost always wore.
Science itself was rather boring, since I knew most of it anyways, being self taught in most subjects by this time, but being in the same class as Sade?ade it better, since she was a diamond among pearls.
Letās get back to the story.
As class started, the monotony of the day began to set in until a little lab was prepared by the teacher, its was just mixing some chemicals to see what kind of reaction occurred, what differences were there between the beginning and end products, and so on. Today luck smiled on me as I was paired up with Sade?
āNice goggles,ā I teased as we both pulled on the generic, used by a thousand other students, cleaned by some cabinet thatās against the wall, goggles. You could barely see through them, but teachers, for some reason, decided it was good enough.
āIād say the same butā¦ā Sade?aughed back, the obvious, playful insult hanging in the air, not needing to be spoken. Her voice rang bells in my head, or so it seemed to me.
āThat just hurts,ā I returned, feigning sadness, she just laughed more, and nothing much happened after that. A few students broke their test tubes, one spilled a beaker of water, nothing exciting. After Science, next to nothing happened until lunch, as was every other day that had passed so far.
At lunch, I always saw a small girl named Zo? She was one of the girls Iād had my eye on since 7th grade, and for some reason, not many other guys did. Anyways, she was probably one of the few people in this school system that was close to me, not as close as Iād like, but closer than others, and I usually went to her when I had to say something I wouldnāt normally tell anyone. She was fairly quiet, very pale, probably around 5ā4ā, had light brown hair, and probably one of the cutest things to ever grace this god given planet. I never look for the hot girls, I already know theyāre out of my league, and at this particular school, most of them were sluts anyway, and you knew it from the overuse of makeup. But Zo?she didnāt use any, and if she did, it was a very light amount. Iāve already said I was bad at guessing bra sizes, but with her, it just seems that her boobs were on the big side, which only made her even cuter, it gave her the appearance of being ready to fall over at any moment, which she did quite often.
āCan I have a few fries?ā She asked in a quiet voice, she was never quite loud enough for me to hear, but by now I was used to this, and nodded agreement, smiling as I got a view down her shirt, which was never a bad thing. She, too, wore the form fitting shirts that seemed to hug her body in just the right places, and even now I could feel my crotch stirring. She looked up at me with green eyes that were pale, just like the rest of her. I couldnāt even consider speaking, lest my tongue fail me. I slid off to my usual table, and she hers, after taking a handful of fries.
I usually sit with a few friends, theyāre what most would call ānerdyā, but I, already being the outcast I am, was able to gather a wide variety of friends, or acquaintances, and no one bothered me about. And for the most part, everyone was nice to each other at this school, no real bullying, and if something mean was said, we all took it in stride.
āDude, why do you let her do that?ā Trey asked, he was a decent friend, we had a few classes together this year, and he was pretty cool about anything. I could only shrug in response since, being shy, itās rather hard to just go, āI like her,ā and get on with life.
āWant to trade some fries for a few bites of this?ā My friend Parshva asked, he was a Jainist, strictly vegetarian, but he always had a homemade meal, and it was almost always spicy.
āSure,ā I tossed a few fries his way and he pinches out what looks like a sponge ball, dips it some green mixture that gives off the smell of spicy food, and hands it to me. I ate the whole piece at once, and I felt the fire of it as it spread over my tongue and down my throat. āDamn,ā I cursed, āthatās fucking spicy.ā I held back a cough and did my best not to laugh, but itās not much use when itās such a common occurrence now that you just have to laugh. āGive me a warning next time.ā I said, glancing over at Zo?s she ate at a table just a few ahead of mine.
After finishing my meal, I met up with Zo?nd a few other friends, all girls, but I kept close to Zo? I had the feeling that they knew I liked her, but I kept quiet about it as I listened to them talk to themselves, adding my two-cents every now and then until the bell rang and the rest of the mindless day wore on.
7th Period rolled around, and with it brought Maddie, best friend of Zo?and my closest friend at this school. She and I had weird talks, drew pictures of things such as five-legged unicorns, and had a fair share of awkward situations. She was tomboyish, had long, blonde hair, shorter than Zo?y about two inches, leaving her at 5ā2ā, and wasnāt skinny, but wasnāt fat either, it was an overall layer that made her skin look smooth and made her hips and medium-sized breasts appealing to the eyes. We were on opposite sides of the room, but before class started, we always had a short chat, and todayās wasnāt much of a chat.
āPoopface,ā she called out, and immediately I turned my head to respond, which just got laughter from her. There isnāt much you can say to that, but when you have very ticklish friends, itās suffice to say that revenge is never boring. āStop,ā She said, between fits of giggles that only a girl can manage to have.
āNo can do, Iām a poopface,ā I said back, renewing my attack as people began to turn away from the scene, it was rather normal for us. The English teacher walked in as the bell rang, and I returned to my seat to listen to her boring, monotonous speech about Jonathan Edwards, who was anything but monotonous. Just as her, shall we call it, ālectureā began, the fire alarm went off. āDamn,ā I murmured, much to the chagrin of the super Christian who sat behind me, āitās cold and they have a fire?ā It didnāt matter to me, though, I only thought of more time to screw around, and it was outside.
We filed out in no order, and I kept a slow pace with Maddie, joking around with her all the way outside, and continued to do so even as we stopped to await the tone that signaled to return inside.
āYouāre still a poopface,ā She said, after weād gotten to the topic of me tickling her, and yes, she does use this term a lot, itās who she is, and I donāt mind it.
āYou know you love me,ā I returned, laughing as she made a face that suggested otherwise. āHow can you hate this wonderful piece of art?ā Okay, Iāll admit that Iām a fairly conceited. Maddie didnāt help herself when she made a comment about me being one of the ugliest pieces of art sheās ever seen, so I resumed my tickling, which drew the attention on the thousands that were at the school as we stood in the cold December air.
āIām beating you up tomorrow,ā Maddie swore playfully, crossing her heart like a little kid does when they make a promise to someone else. At that point, Iād stopped and was hugging her since she didnāt have a jacket on, and although I donāt want to admit it, a few fantasies about her coming onto me right then and there entered my mind, in the frigid air, just going at it. I hope she didnāt notice my boner poking her in her oh-so-perfect ass.
Nothing exciting happened after this, we were given homework, sent off as the dayās final bell rang, I was taken home and I awaited the arrival of the next day. I played some video games, texted Maddie and Zo?and did as much as any other person would to get the next day to show up.
Friday reared itās wondrous head this day, despite being around 10 degrees, there was little wind, so it didnāt feel freezing, and I even managed to leave the house early. So far, things were great, and Iād even relieved myself of a few stresses the night before, if you know what I mean. I could feel my crotch stir at the flight of fantasy Iād had during the night, and what a fantasy it was. Iād go into detail, but itās better left unsaid for now.
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The story of a Son helping his Mother get over a rape that has resulted in her being unable to find pleasure.
Another off the top of my head…
Hey, here’s pt. 2 of an ongoing series about a 18 year old high school student submitting to a milf with a cock. Hope you enjoy. Please comment below what you thought about it. Follow me for more.
Two friends get to know each other quite well
A young couple’s first spat.
Don never expected sex with anyone besides his lovely wife… until she couldn’t go to the beach with him
Mike and Andrea explore their sexuality
Author’s Notes: ‘The Most Valuable Gift’ is an unplanned sequel to ‘One Who Understands’. The stories are read in the following order: 1 One Who Understands, 2 The Most Valuable Gift, 3 To Walk a Mile. All characters engaging in sexual relationships or activities are 18 years old or older.
“You son-of-a-bitch. Get out!” Brenda Connelly screamed at her husband.
“Karen just let me explain.” The words had barely gotten out of his mouth before he had to duck to avoid being hit by a vase she had thrown across the room.
“I told you to get out!” Brenda screamed again. “I packed your fucking bags. Now go be with your lover!”
It was over. Twenty-one years of marriage was over. David Connelly knew there was no use and in a way a strong sense of relief rushed over him. Turning he picked up his luggage and walked into the hallway. Then stopping he looked back at Brenda.
“I’m sorry Brenda. Tell the kids I am sorry.”
Brenda did not say a word but stood her back toward him waiting for him to leave.
When she heard the front door close Brenda turned and stared at the bed. It had been in this bed both of their children had been conceived. It was in this bed they had made love hundreds of time until his desire for her began to die. It was in this bed that she found the reason several weeks earlier when she had come home from a business trip and found him not with another woman but another man.
As she stood looking at the king size suite she began to sob. It would have hurt had it been another woman but another man? What was wrong with her? What had she not done? A thousand questions rushed through her mind as she threw herself across the mattress her body racked with despair.
Brenda rolled over and looked at the picture on the nightstand. It seemed the only good things that had come of her marriage were her children. There was 21 year old Brian. He looked like a younger version of his father only much more muscular. He had inherited his father’s Italian genes. Tall with coal black hair and piercing brown eyes Brian had more than his share of girlfriends.
Her daughter Sandra had been a bit more of the rebel. Almost twenty she had been blessed not only with her mother’s Irish red hair but her mother’s D cup breasts as well. Sandra had left home and moved in with her brother six months earlier when her father had caught her sucking off the next door neighbors son. She was quickly becoming a bit of a slut and they had thought sending her to stay with her brother would help calm her down.
As Brenda stared at the picture she knew she would have to tell them. How would they accept it? She was not exactly sure. Their father had not gone out of his way to be close to his children but then it’s not every day you find out your father is gay. Still they had to know.
Brenda sat up by the side of the bed. Wiping tears from her eyes she lifted the phone. After dialing Brian’s number she waited for an answer. Finally his voice came over the line.
“Brian? Hi honey this is mom.” Brenda said.
“Mom? Oh hi. How are you.” Brian replied. Brenda thought she heard the faint moaning of someone in the background.
“Is everything ok Brian?” Brenda asked.
“Oh. Ahh. Yes. Yes mom. Everything is just fine” Brian replied in a bit of a flushed voice.
“Listen. I really hate to bother you but I need to talk to you and your sister. Can you come over tonight?” Brenda said.
“Now?” Brian replied. “Mom I don’t know if we.”
Brenda interrupted him. “Brian please. I really need to talk to the two of you. It’s very, very important.”
There was silence for a few seconds then Brian’s voice came back over the phone.
“Ok. Ok Mom. We can be there in about an two hours.” Brian said.
“Good. ” his mother replied. “Oh and Brian would you please stop at the liquor store and pick me up a bottle of rum? I really need a drink.”
“Sure. Anything you say.” Brian replied in a concerned voice. “We’ll be there soon.”
Brenda hung the phone up. Looking into the mirror opposite the room Brenda thought about the turn of events that was changing her life. Standing up she began to unclothe. Finally standing nude the woman looked at the reflection in the mirror.
“What’s wrong with me?” she asked. Her tits were still firm and her body in shape. Brenda had been an avid runner and as she turned to the side she could see that even in her forties her ass was still high and tight.
Brenda stood taking inventory of herself for a few moments then walked into the bathroom. Turning the shower on she waited for the water to warm then stepped in. Leaning against the wall another rush of anger and hurt passed through her. The warm water blended with her tears as she tried to understand her husband’s betrayal.
“We have to go to Mom’s.” Brian said. “Something’s wrong.”
“What is it? Is she hurt?” Sandra looked at her brother and asked.
“No. Nothing like that.” Brian replied. “You heard me. I told her it would be a bit.”
The look on Sandra Connelly’s face reverted back to one of lust. Sliding her hands up her brother’s muscular shoulders the young woman began to thrust her crotch up.
“Good. Because you need to cum to don’t you big brother.”
Brian smiled down at his naked sister lying under him. Her tan legs slid up around his waist and clamped down pulling his thick cock deep into her tight wet pussy.
Unknown to their parents Brian and Sandra had been incestuously involved for two years. It had begun innocently enough. Sandra liked to tease. Brian liked to be teased. Then came the night when their parents were away for a weekend. The two had smoked grass and Brian had dared her to do an erotic dance for him. Before it was over she was spread eagle on the couch and Brian brought her to her first orally inspired orgasm.
The two dated other people though and there was a small circle of intimate friends who knew and approved of their sexual relationship. It was not uncommon for orgies to occur at Brian’s apartment and he even had been involved in several threesomes with his sister and other women.
“I need your cum Brian. I need it right here.” Sandra pleaded with him as he began to fuck her juicy hole. Sandra lifted her fingers and slid them across her face and lips.
Brian let out a groan.
“Damn sis. You are such a fucking slut.” Brian commented as he began to thrust.
“Maybe but I’m your slut big brother. Now fuck me. Get it fast and hard.” Sandra pleaded.
Sandra unwrapped her legs and Brian began to fuck his sister in such a fashion that the headboard slapped the wall over and over. Her pussy clamped down on his cock with each down thrust and Brian knew her vice like grip on his cock was going to soon siend him over the edge.
The young woman slid her hands down and cupped her large tits. Lifting one she stuck her tongue out and began to lick her own nipple then alternated to the other. The sight of it, coupled with the taboo of fucking his own sister was bringing Brian to climax rapidly.
“Oh fuck Sandra. Damn it’s close.” Brian cried out. He could feel the sexual release building in his balls.
Sandra had already cum three times. That was one thing about her brother. He was a sexual gentleman. Making sure the woman is satisfied before reaching his own gratification.
“Oh Brian. Bring it up here. Tit fuck me.” Sandra pleaded.
Brian did not have to be told twice. He pulled his sex wet cock from his sister cunt and quickly straddled her belly. Sandra reached down and wrapped her firm yet soft boob flesh around his manhood. His cock was so saturated with her cunt juices there was no need for further lubrication.
The young stud began to thrust back and forth. Each shift forward Sandra would lick his hot cock knob wet with her own pussy honey and his leaking pre-cum. The friction on his cock was more than Brian could stand.
“Oh shit honey..I’m…..” Brian’s words trailed off. His cock head flared and a blast of cum flew directly into Sandra’s mouth. Releasing his cock from the confines of her tits, Sandra grabbed his cock and began jerking aiming the spewing dick at her face.
Brother and sister moaned loudly as he released his sperm on her full lips and creamy cheeks. Sandra loved the taste and feel of cum. Weather being spewed from a male or a female. Her fist flew up and down his dick coaxing all cock cream he had from his nuts.
Her lips full coated with sperm Sandra leaned up and sucked his cock into her hungry mouth. Damn she wanted more but she had given him a work out that would last for a bit. The sensation of it was more than Brian could stand.
Pulling back from his sister his cock escaped from her lips with a loud plop. Brian looked down at her as she rubbed his cum into her cheeks and breasts.
“You’re a fucking mess.” Brian laughed.
“It’s all your fault asshole.” Sandra said the laughed with her brother.
Brian rolled off his sister then Sandra scooted to the side of the bed and stood up. As she did droplets of cum fell from her right cheek onto her nipple.
Sandra started to lift it and lick it up. Then she walked over to her brother.
“You know you want it Brian.” Sandra said as she held her breast up to him.
“No fucking way sis. I ain’t gay.” Brian protested.
“Come on Brian. I taste my own pussy. Besides it would not mean your gay or even bisexual.”
Brian thought about it for a moment.
“Shit. Oh well.” He said as he pulled his sister to him. Brian’s tongue flicked out and licked at the cum covered nipple.
“Not bad. Salty but not bad.” Brian thought as he sucked his own juice from her tits.
Sandra moaned looking down at her brother. Her wicked little mind was going into sexual overtime. There were so many things she wanted to try with him but it would take one day at a time.
The young couple separated and a few moments later soaping each other’s backs in the shower the subject turned to their mother.
“What do you think is wrong Brian?” Sandra said as his strong hands caressed her back.
“I don’t know but we need to get over there. It really has me worried.” Brian responded.
Sandra was bent slightly as she let her brother wash her ass then pussy. She was so sexy. He loved that heart shaped derriere and as he caressed the soft flesh his cock began to harden. Standing up his cock head pressed against the rosebud of her butt.
“Look’s like someone’s up again.” Sandra laughed pressing back against his erection.
“I know but we really need to get to mom’s” Brian protested.
Sandra did not say a word. Reaching behind her she grasped his cock pulling the head against her hot asshole. Brian watched as she pushed back against him. The tight ring of her anus began to give way and accept his again bloated cock head.
“Sandra..we..have to..oh damn it” Brian tried to protest.
As Sandra took his cock into her horny butt she looked over her shoulder.
“Later baby. Later.”
“Mom? We’re here. Mom?” Brian called out as he pushed the door open just off the kitchen.
Stepping inside Brian sat the new bottle of rum on the counter by the refrigerator. He then noticed another bottle, almost empty, also on the counter. His sister walked in behind him and closed the door.
“Mom?” Sandra called out.
“Well it took you two long enough to get here.” Brenda said as she walked into the kitchen.
Brenda had showered and changed before the two arrived and was wearing a short dark green lace see through robe. The top was open revealing a generous portion of cleavage.
“Good thing I found that.” Brenda said pointing at the almost empty bottle.
It was obvious to Brian and Sandra that their mother had indulged in a bit too much alcohol. While she was not drunk her words were a bit slurred.
Brian could not help notice his mother’s cleavage and felt a stirring inside his cargo shorts.
“Sorry Mom. We got held up in traffic. There was an accident.” Sandra lied.
Like her brother Sandra was also noticing her mother’s revealing state. Brenda usually dressed conservatively around them. Why their mother would dress this way was a bit of a mystery to her but there was no denying the stirring Sandra was feeling in her pussy as her mother walked to the kitchen table, breasts swaying under the thin material.
“Brian would you be a dear and fix us all a drink? I have something I need to tell both of you.” Brenda told her son.
“Mom are you sure you need another one?” Brian asked worriedly.
“Just do it. Make it strong. Make both of yours strong too. You’re going to need it.” Brenda insisted.
Brian did as his mother requested, gave his mother and sister their respective glasses then sat at the table with Brenda and Sandra. The three took sips of their drinks then Brenda leaned forward in her chair. Her large breasts rested on the edge of the table. Brian could almost see her right tit entirely as the material pushed opened.
“So what gives mom? What is this all about.” Sandra asked, also noticing her mother’s breasts becoming more and more exposed.
Brenda then began to explain to her children what had happened. How she had come home from her business trip early and found their father in bed with another man. In her alcohol induced state she told them how she had walked in and found him fucking his lover from behind. Then she told them of their decision to divorce.
The thought of their father having sex with another man disgusted Brian but her mothers in depth description was actually turning Sandra on. She felt herself becoming moist under her short jean skirt and she was certain her mother could see her nipples becoming hard through her white cotton top.
“I hated to tell you both this but I knew you would find out sooner or later and I thought it best to be sooner.” Brenda told them before turning her glass up and finishing her drink. She then handed the glass to Brian and put in another order.
“Mom I really don’t think you should drink anymore. That is not going to change this.” Brian protested.
“Brian I think Mom could use a little something else to help calm her.” Sandra said.
“Sandra I don’t think mom would…” his words were interrupted by his sister.
“Mom would you like to smoke a joint?” Sandra looked at her mother and asked.
“Pot?” Brenda replied surprised. “I didn’t know you too smoked pot.”
Brenda thought about it for a moment. She was not certain she should. It had been sometime since she had indulged in cannabis. It had a tendency to make her extremely horny. What if she became turned on? After a few moments she dismissed the thought. These were her children. She would be safe.
“Well. OK. I guess I could certainly use some.” Brenda finally agreed.
“But I still want a drink.” She looked at Brian and said.
Brian stood up, reached in his pocket and produced a bag of reefer and rolling papers. He slid them across the table to Sandra before turning to get his mother yet another rum and coke. Brenda did not say a word but watched as her daughter opened the bag and papers and began expertly rolling two joints.
As Sandra watched, her eyes trailed down her daughter’s neck and to her chest. She could see Sandra’s nipples hard through the cotton material of her shirt. For a second Brenda felt a tingle in her pussy then looked over at Brian.
As he mixed her drink, back toward her Brenda noticed his strong muscular body. It was evident that he worked out frequently. His firm muscles were visible through his tight tee shirt. She wondered how many young women had already wrapped their legs around his waist and for a second she had a mental image of his ass rising and falling as he pumped some slut’s pussy.
Brian sat down then watched as Sandra handed the joint across the table to her mother. When Brenda leaned forward her robe gapped open enough that Brian could clearly see one breast. Her nipple and areola were hard and Brian felt his cock stiffen right away.
Brenda took the joint from Sandra and sat back. For the first time in their lives brother and sister watched as the woman who brought them in the world lifted the joint to her full lips and lit it. Brian was aroused watching her full lips wrap around the end of the joint and for and wished it was his cock instead.
The mother inhaled and held it for a moment before flying into a coughing fit that overtook her for a few seconds. She then took a sip of her drink and inhaled yet again. Releasing the smoke in the air Brenda threw her head back as the pot sensation began to pour through her. She began to feel her pussy come alive.
“Damn I forgot how good that was.” Brenda said before inhaling again.
Sandra had lit the other one and puffed before handing it to her brother.
“You mean you’ve smoked pot before?” Sandra said as she exhaled.
“Oh yes honey. Many times.” Her mother replied. “It’s been awhile but I forgot how good it makes me feel.” Brian was catching a quick buzz as well. His mother moved the chair back and pulled one leg up. Much to his surprise her crotch came into full view as her robe pulled to the side.
“You know Mom. Dad is a damn fool.” Brian said before toking again.
“Why is that?” Brenda said.
“Well forgive me for putting it so bluntly but you are a fine ass woman mom.” Brian stated as he exhaled. “I mean I know you are my mother but shit you have one hell of a body.”
“That’s right mom.” Sandra agreed. “You are really hot. I mean I don’t fault Dad if he found his true sexuality but you are so sexy I don’t understand why he would not want to at least share you. I mean could you imagine having two cocks at one time?”
Even through her high that was becoming more intense Brenda felt herself blush. She also felt her juices beginning to flow more. She could not believe she was having this type of conversation with her off spring.
“You two are kidding right? You find me sexy? Your mother?” Brenda said. “And as for your father I don’t know if I could handle being in bed with him and another man.”
Sandra was becoming more forthcoming. “Don’t knock it till you’ve tried it mom. I mean two hard cocks sliding in and out of your pussy and ass at the same time. It’s really hot.”
Brian could not believe what his sister was saying. He looked over at his mother and could see her blushing and her face reddening. He also saw her breathing was increasing. What his sister was telling their mother was obviously arousing her.
“Really and just how the hell would you know that young lady?” Brenda inquired of her daughter.
Sandra released a puff of smoke and blew it across the table at her mother.
“I’ll never tell” she teased before inhaling again.
Brenda’s curiosity was picking up about her daughter’s sex life. Suddenly the problems with her husband had been regulated to the back of her mind. Her son had been quiet and Brenda turned her attention to him.
“Do you know about this? What your sister does?” his mother asked.
“Well yes mom I do.” Brian confessed.
The three were now buzzing wildly. The sexual tension in the room was also increasing as their conversation proceeded.
“In fact mom Brian was present.” Sandra said as she stood up and moved to the chair next to her mother.
“Present? You mean he watched you?” Brenda asked. Her heart was beating a mile a moment now and though it was wrong she felt her clit begin to throb.
“No. More than that.” Sandra said as she took the joint from her mother’s hand and inhaled.
Then Sandra looked her mother in the eyes.
“I love to fuck mom but only one man gets to stick his big hard cock in my asshole.” Sandra said.
The realization hit Brenda like a ton of bricks. Her eyes widened as mental images of what Sandra was describing began to fill her head.
“Oh my god. You mean you and your brother are having sex?” Brenda asked stunned.
Sandra did not say a word but stood and walked around to where her brother was.
“Stand up Brian.” The hot sister told her brother.
Brian was too stoned and horny to protest. As he stood Sandra sunk to her knees in front of him. Brenda could not believe what she was seeing as her daughter slowly unzipped his fly. Reaching in his shorts she pulled out the largest penis her mother had ever seen. It fell out straight even with Sandra’s face and Brenda could see he was leaking pre-cum.
“Oh shit” Brenda moaned as she felt her pussy lips begin to swell. His dick was not quite nine inches long and appeared to be almost at thick as her wrist. Brenda watched through lust glazed eyes as her daughter slowly began to jack her son.
“He might cum too son if I suck him now.” Sandra stated after a few seconds of stroking.
Reaching down Sandra took the bottom of her shirt and quickly pulled it over her head.
Brian also removed his shirt as his sister turned toward her mother. Her full firm tits stood out proudly as she closed the distance between them.
“You should know something else mom.” Sandra said as she placed her hands on her mother’s shoulders.
Brenda looked up. Two young beautiful tits were swaying just in front of her. It had been years since her own experiences with other women. She knew it was wrong. It was taboo.but her mouth was watering for her daughters breasts.
“I like women too.” Sandra said then pulled her mother too her. Sandra gasped as Brenda’s lips slid around her thick hot nipples.
Now completely naked Brian stood behind his sister. Sandra leaned her head back to kiss him deeply as their mother madly worked her tits over with her mouth. Brian undid Sandra’s jean skirt and let it fall to the floor revealing her naked ass.
“Get her ready for me Sandra. Get her hot.” Brian said. As much taboo as he and his sister had broken he could not believe he was now standing in his parent’s kitchen having about to have sex with his mother.
Sandra pulled back from Brenda. Her mother moaned a small whimper of protest then Sandra took her by the hand and stood her up. The two women’s eyes lust locked on each other for a moment before they embraced. Their full lips opened and tongue intertwined as Sandra reached down and undid the loose knot in her mother’s robe. Pushing it open her hands slid up to pinch and caress Brenda’s tits.
Brenda responded likewise taking her daughter’s nipples in her fingers and rolling them. The sensation caused Sandra to push her naked crotch against her mother’s.
Sandra pushed Brenda back and urged her mother to sit on the edge of the large oak table. Brenda leaned back on her elbows, her tits proudly displayed for daughter and son as Sandra began to kiss and lick her way down her mother’s belly. Her head was swimming not only with marijuana induced high but lust. She flinched when Sandra kissed her mound just above her clit.
Brain moved to the side of the table and began to kiss and lick his mother’s tits. They were so full and beautiful like his sisters. He was already hoping to have an opportunity to shove his member between them as he had done earlier in the evening with Sandra. Brian kissed his way up. His lips met his mothers and their tongues intertwined as he grasped first one then the other breast with his hand.
Suddenly Brenda broke her lips from Brian.
“Oh fuck yes” Brenda squealed loudly before her words became unintelligible giving way to a high pitched squeal.
Sandra had spread her mother’s juicy swollen pussy lips wide and back making her clit stand out proudly. Her tongue extended she had begun to work the sexy digit over in a figure eight motion. The feeling of it caused Brenda’s thighs to tremble wildly.
“Damn it yes eat me. Please eat me” the in heat mothers begged before her son locked his mouth over hers. Again her moans were muffled as her daughter worked to bring her to orgasm.
The taste and taboo of eating her mother was overwhelming to Sandra. She moved one hand down and inserted two fingers in her own tight hole finger fucking herself wildly. Her lips fastened down onto her mothers wetness as her tongue went wild searching out every sexual never she could possibly find inside Brenda with it.
Brenda was shaking all over. Her cunt was on fire. It had been years since she had been eaten like this and had forgotten how good it felt to be orally serviced by another female. She had crossed a sexual boundry never to return but for the moment it did not matter. All she wanted was to cum. To cum wildly and it did not matter that it would be at the hands of her own children.
Brian climbed up on the table. His mother was still leaning back oh her elbows as Sandra ate her. Kneeling to her right the young stud aimed his rock hard penis at his mother’s face.
“Open your mouth” Brian commanded.
She did not have to be told twice. Brian’s cock slid past her full lips into the warmth of a sexual cavern that could only be equaled by his sister. As his mother began to suck the pre-cum dripping head he knew it would take all of his will power not to unload in her mouth but he was determined to hold out as long as possible.
Sandra was licking wildly. By the way her mother was juicing she knew it would not be long before she was rewarded with the cunt honey she so rightfully deserved. Pulling her fingers from her own drippy hole she pushed them into her mothers pussy. Curving them upwards to the ten o’clock position she found to her delight her mothers G-spot was in the exact same position as her own.
Brenda yanked her lips from around Brian’s cock.
“Oh fuck how did you know…Brenda’s words again were lost as her squeals reverberated off the kitchen walls.
Sandra fastened her lips on her mother’s clit, licking it rapidly as she massaged her mothers G-spot. She wanted it. She needed it. She was practically begging for her mother’s feminine cum.
Brenda felt it. The heat began to rise intensely in her cunt and belly. She could not longer support herself and lay back on the table fully. Then the first wave or orgasm was so intense it almost sat her straight up.
“Cummmming” the woman screamed loudly as her vagina and clit went into orgasmic convulsions.
Sandra was caught off guard by the first blast of pussy juice that erupted from between Brenda’s swollen lips. It just missed her chin landing on the young woman’s throat and running down on her swaying breasts.
Sandra finger fucked her mother faster and moved back. She then pulled Brenda’s pussy lips opened and a large squirt of cunt juices landed directly on her face. Unable to resist she covered her mother’s cunt with her mouth and buried her tongue in deep sucking her mothers wet hot sex as it poured into her mouth.
Brenda was shaking so hard the table was literally moving. There were no words but the muffled moans of her daughter into her cunt and her own high pitched squeals. So caught up in her own orgasm she was unable to suck Brian’s cock. He had leaned back and was slowly jerking his stiff dick as his sister worked their mother through orgasm.
Finally Brenda eased herself back onto her elbows. Looking down she could see and feel Sandra slow her licking. Past her trim bush she watched as Sandra slowly, reluctantly pulled her tongue from her pussy. A strand of juice hung from her bottom lip and fell onto Sandra’s breast as she pulled away.
It was one of the most erotic sights Brian had ever witnessed. His sister had brought their mother to an intensive orally induced orgasm. He had previously thought seeing her face covered with his own sperm was hot but now her face and chest covered with their mothers sex juice definitely took top erotic honors.
Sandra stood. Walking to the side of the table she leaned over and kissed Brenda deeply. Her hand slid back down Brenda’s stomach to squeeze her mother’s now juice drenched crotch. Brenda moaned at the feel and also to the taste of her own cum.
“Do you think she’s ready?” Brian asked interrupting the female couple.
Sandra’s middle finger darted in and out of Brenda’s tight hole.
“I think so honey.” Sandra responded as Brian leaned across to kiss his sister.
Brenda sat up. Arms extended behind her to support herself. Her breasts standing out proudly as the final spasms of her orgasm faded.
She looked first at her son with his cock standing stiff then at her daughter, face glazed with cunt juice.
“Hey doesn’t your mother have a say in this?” Brenda asked teasingly as Brian slid off the table.
Sandra kissed her mother on the lips.
“No mom you don’t.” she smiled and said before frenching her mother deeply.
Sandra then stood up straight and brushed her hair back. Reaching over she found the remnants of her drink.
“One thing is for sure. We need a bigger fuck area” she stated before swallowing the balance of it.
Brian scooped his mother up in his arms.
“Come on sis. Mom has a pretty big bed as I recall.” Brian said as he carried her through the living room.
“Hey bring the pot up and fix some drinks” Brian called out as he began to carry Brenda up the stairs.
Brenda gave no hint of resistance. She knew the wildest night of sex she had ever had was only beginning.
As Brian carried his mother upstairs Sandra gathered the rum, pot and glasses and found a small tray to carry all the materials upstairs. Glancing down she noticed her tits still wet with her mothers pussy juices.
Lifting first one then the breasts she licked the sweet nectar from her tits. Taking her time she sucked her own nipples then finally released them.
“God I’m fucking horny” she thought before grabbing the tray and proceeding to her mother’s bedroom. Her straight red hair flowed behind her and breasts jiggled as she bounded the stairs.
Just before reaching her mother’s room she heard Brenda’s voice cry out in loud pleasure.
As Sandra turned the corner she saw her mother was on all fours. Her brother was behind her holding her ass cheeks wide. His face buried between them, head shaking side to side.
“Fuck you motherfucker yes. Eat my hot asshole” Brenda squealed.
Brian was indulging in on e of his fetishes. Rimming a woman’s butt. He loved doing that and Sandra knew exactly the pleasure he was giving their mother.
Sandra started to jump on the bed with the two but decided to give into one of her own fetishes. Voyeurism. Lighting the remnants of one of the joints Sandra inhaled as she watched Brian tongue their mother’s ass.
Brenda was in erotic heaven. She had never had anyone rim her ass before. Where had he learned this? It certainly was not from his father. The man did not even like eating pussy much less tongue probing a woman’s back door.
“Brian I can’t stand it anymore. Please honey. Please fuck me” his mother begged.
Brian was torn. Her ass tasted so good. Still wet with the juices his sister had created that had seeped between her cheeks. His cock however was demanding to be satisfied. To be wrapped with the sweet tight mature flesh where he had come from.
His mother leaned forward pushing her breasts into the mattress and her ass high in the air. Her horny son moved behind her. Grasping his shaft he placed the bulbous head to his mother sticky but slick pussy lips.
“Yessss” Brenda moaned as she felt his cock head part the entrance to her sex canal. For the moment this was not her son. He was a stud. A real stud. One his father could never be. Her eyes widened as the largest cock she had ever allowed in herself began to slide into her slippery tunnel.
Brian moaned loudly. She was older but she was tight. As tight as his sister. Brian watched as her pussy seemingly sucked at his dick. Begging it to come inside.
“Fuck Brian. That feels so fucking good.” Brenda cried out as inch after inch his hard cock flesh eased inside her.
Sandra moved over to a lounge chair across the room. After sitting back she lifted the joint to her lips with one hand while the other teased her left nipple. Her eyes watched in lust filled amazement as her brother’s ass muscles flexed, working his cock into their mother.
“Fuck her Brian. Fuck our slut mother hard.” Sandra said encouraging her brother. She knew how good it felt. How good it was to have him taking her from behind filling each horny inch of her pussy with stud meat. She knew exactly the pleasure her mother was feeling.
Looking over at her Brian continued to slide his fleshy shaft into Brenda. Sandra sat the joint aside and threw one leg over the edge of the lounge chair. One hand peeled her wet vulva open while she teased her clit with the other.
“Come over and join us honey.” Brian said to his sister as he grasped his mother’s hips.
“Not yet. I want to watch.” Sandra responded as she slowly rubbed her clit in circles.
Brenda slid her hands under herself to pinch and pull at her nipples. Her son’s cock was now fully imbedded in her. The head of it, the shaft, all of his penis was touching previously unexplored areas of her pussy. Now she wanted it. She wanted to be screwed like some sort of street whore.
“Come on baby. Slam it to me. Give it to mother. Hard. Come on. Fuck me like you would fuck your sister.” Brenda demanded.
Brian pulled back until almost all of his cock was out of Brenda’s hole. He then slid in slowly. Then out. Then back in. With each thrust gaining momentum and speed.
Brenda pushed herself up on her hands thrusting her pussy back at him.
“That’s it. That’s it honey. Come on. I need it. I need it so bad.” Brenda cried out.
As they fucked Brenda had suspended herself just high enough that with each thrust her nipples scraped the bed-sheets. The sensation was sending shocks of pleasure from her breasts directly to her clit.
“Oh god. It feels so fucking good.” Brenda squealed. Her pussy so full of her sons cock. She did not think the pleasure could get any better.
Sandra was finger fucking herself rapidly now. The porn movie like sight before her was intense. Finally she could take it no longer and moved over to the bed.
Kneeling beside her mother her tits swayed from the motion of her brother fucking Brenda. Through lust glazed eyes she watched his cock slide in and out of their mother glistening with her juices.
Brenda slid her left hand down and around Sandra’s thigh. She was in a position where she could not quite reach thee young woman’s pussy. She was about to instruct Sandra to lay down where she could return her daughters oral favors from earlier.
Then she felt it.
“Aieeeeeeee. That’s it. Fuck my assshole too!” Brenda announced loudly.
Sandra had slid her right hand down her mother’s cheeks and shoved her middle finger third knuckle deep in her butt. As her brother continued fucking Brenda, Sandra finger fucked her ass in a perfectly timed rhythm.
The feel of it all. Sandra’s finger in her ass. Her son’s fucking. His balls slapping her clit with each inward stroke were too much for Brenda to bare.
“It’s cumming again!” Brenda squealed before shaking her head from side to side. Again her words became a series of squeals as yet another thunderous orgasm raked her body.
Sandra looked at her brother.
“Don’t you dare cum yet.” Sandra demanded looking at Brian with eyes of intent. It took all of his will power. Brenda’s pussy was clamping down, milking his stiff prick. It felt so good. It was not his first threesome but never before had he had one so sexually intense.
Brenda’s juices spewed from around his cock. Her love honey hit his crotch and dripped down the front of his legs. It was almost more than Brian could take. Here he was with two of the most beautiful women he knew. His mother and sister naked and acting like complete sluts. What more could a young stud ask for.
The horny mother’s second orgasm began to subside. A whimper of protest escaped her lips as he pulled his juiced up cock from her.
“Roll over mom.” Sandra demanded. The young woman had taken on a bit of a demanding roll.
Brenda did as Sandra instructed. Her tits jiggled as she quickly lay down legs spread.
No sooner had Brenda lain down then Sandra threw her left leg over her mother’s chest.
“Eat me bitch.” Sandra commanded.
Brenda was caught a bit by surprise by Sandra’s statement. She had never talked to her like that before. Brenda had no chance to protest as Sandra lowered her hot slick cunt directly on her mother’s mouth.
The taste and scent were unreal. Brenda slid her tongue deep into Sandra’s hole. She could hear her daughter’s cries of pleasure as she began to swirl her tongue in Sandra’s pussy.
Sandra leaned forward and gave her brother a knowing look. He knew exactly what she wanted.
The young woman leaned forward and pulled her mothers legs behind her arms. She forced her tongue into her mother’s sensitive wet cunt as Brian moved around behind her.
Kneeling behind his sister Brian straddled his mother’s head. His mother pulled her tongue from her daughter’s cunt to give way to his dick. His cock still wet with her juices slid easily into her Sandra’s pussy.
The three rocked the bed. Sandra moaned loudly into her mother’s cunt as she licked and sucked at the still juicy pussy. Brenda’s ass was shaking as her daughter worked her pussy over with that expert tongue. Just above her Brian was fucking his sister’s hot cunt. Each backstroke Brenda was rewarded with juices flowing off his cock into her waiting mouth as she worked the young girl’s clit with her tongue.
The orgasms hit all three almost at the same time. Sandra was first. Her ass began to quiver and her cunt began to suck and clamp down on her brother’s dick. The feel of her mother’s tongue circling her clit was almost more than she could stand. Pulling her mouth from Brenda’s cunt she screamed loudly before throwing her lips over her mothers pussy, sucking and licking for all she was worth.
Brenda was next. Her body quaked under Sandra as her pussy went into yet another set of convulsions. She wanted to thrash her legs about but Sandra had them secure behind her arms. She could not move and the sensation of being held so tight only made her orgasm more intense. Sandra was rewarded with yet another mouthful of her mother’s delicious cunt cream.
Brian shoved hard and deep into his sister. He loved the fact she was on the pill and took full advantage of shooting his cum inside her as often as possible. Spurt after spurt of hot male juice flew into her cunt as her brother emptied his ball sack inside her. His mother began to lick his tight balls causing Brian to flinch with each shot of cum.
After a few moments Brian pulled with a loud plop from his sister. His cock coated with a mix of pussy and cum fell directly on his mother’s lips. Hungrily she sucked the head into her mouth as Sandra rolled from her and moved around.
“Move aside Brian. Time to feed mother.” Sandra said as she stood up on the bed straddling her mother. Sandra, barely able to grasp her wet pussy lips closed slowly squatted down till her cunt hovered just over her mother’s mouth.
“Open wide mom.” Sandra smiled down at her mother and said.
Quickly understanding what her daughter wanted, Brenda slid her hands up behind Sandra and on top of her thighs urging her to sit fully down.
Brenda’s tongue quickly stabbed into Sandra causing her to emit squeals of pleasure. The mother was rewarded with a mix of her son’s cum and daughters juices mixed together.
She could not believe what was happening. All taboos had been broken. Here she was sucking her sons cum directly from her daughter’s hot wet pussy. It was almost too much. Almost but not quite she thought as her hands slid up to rub Sandra’s nipples.
Sandra’s pussy, sensitive from her strong orgasm could no longer bare any more licking. Pulling from her mother’s mouth she moved down her mother’s body and the two locked in a sensuous embrace and kiss as Brenda wrapped her legs around Sandra’s waist.
Brian moved to the side of the women.
“Whew. I don’t think I have ever had sex that great,” he said.
The two women agreed and continued their kissing and slow grinding.
Brian lit another joint then looked at his mother and sister.
“Damn aren’t you two worn out?” he asked before taking a deep drag.
“Are you kidding?” Sandra said as she took quick fast licks of her mothers soaked face and lips. “I can’t get enough.
“How about you Mom?” Brian asked handing the joint down to her.
Brenda thought for a moment as she took a long drag then exhaled.
“Brian I know you’re a young hot stud but I think we wore you out.” Brenda laughed.
Then a thought crossed Brenda’s mind.
“You know I thought your father was just impotent so I bought him some Viagra. I think there still in the drawer. Maybe you should them. I think you are going to need some.”
Brian opened the drawer then heard a squeal behind him. His sister was again eating their mother’s hot juicy cunt. As he popped the bottle open he was certain his mother was right.
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A bad beginning doesn’t mean a bad ending
The shop owner Hassan liked young white school girls
I love incest stories š Enjoy!
Single mom, revisited by father of young son, and rapes her
NATURAL LOVE MAKING BY SEXY COUPLE !!
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This is a Sequal to Joanna make up Your mind. I hope my editing has gotten better. I just started writing so it will get better.
At the age of 12 I thought I had it all sorted. I had a clear idea of right and wrong- I knew that the church, God and the bible were right and that stealing, lying and cheating were wrong. I was, I thought, close to God. I went to church every Sunday, prayed every night and did my best to help others to see the error of their ways and return to the light- guess I was pretty much insufferable even if well-meaning. I was coming to understand about sins of the flesh- I wasnāt too sure what they were, but I lumped them into the general heading of bad things and left them there- happy to have a go at anyone who seemed to be erring in that particular direction. This all changed on Sunday shortly after my 12th birthday. I was keen to go to church but mum wanted to go into town to the mothers meeting and so she said I could go on my own that Sunday, Aunt Daphne agreed to bring me home and do some sitting whilst Mum finished up in town.
Thatās was fine and after the service Daphne came and collected me from the kids class āYou all ready to go?ā she said. āSureā I replied gathering up my books and bible. Daphne was my Mumās younger sister, at nearly 35 she was still in the flush of her good looks, trim and petite with a well fitted dress she looked great and I had always liked her. She had recently divorced her husband (an action of which I thoroughly disapproved) and mum said she had gone a ābit crazyā since. Today she seemed to have a sparkle in her eye- but I guess I was just imagining it. The ride home was uneventful- I was spouting off about some sort of holier-than-thou nonsense and Daphne listed with a slightly pained expression. āDonāt you ever get tired of telling people whatās good for them?ā she askedā¦ I was surprised by the question- and frankly the answer was āNoā but something in her tone of voice made me desist from actually voicing that reply. It thought for a whileā What do you meanā I said āIts all laid down in the bible and the pastor explains it every Sunday- its not just me and its easy… you just listen and do what he saysā She glanced at me as she drove āIts not always that simpleā she said- āyou are only 12 and thereās a lot you donāt know yet ā stuff about relationships and between men and women- have you got a girlfriend yet?ā. I reckoned she was off on the sins of the flesh stuff again and I was ready for thatā¦ āWell thatās what grown ups always say, but its no different when youāre older- itās the same solution- listen to the pastor and the voice inside your head ā and No I donāt have a girlfriend but I know how to behave when I get oneā āLucky girlā said Daphne under her breath- I could tell she was getting irritated with me and I really didnāt see what the difference was so we passed the rest of the journey in silence.
After we got home the phone rang- it was mum, she was delayed in town had run into some friends and was going to stay late for dinner, would Daphne mind putting me to bed? No problem, and so it was agreed, I went to watch TV and Daphne went upstairs. I heard her coming down a while later and she headed out for the garage. I lay on my stomach and watched the TV. The door opened and I turned to see Daphne standing there with something behind her back. āYour mums not coming home ātill lateā she said I thought maybe we could work a few things out and get some stuff straight? – you need to understand that the world isnāt quite as cosy as you think- thereās a lot of this man and woman stuff to understand- my ex showed me and I think its time someone showed youā I could see she has d a strange look in her eye, she closed the door behind her without turning round. āGet something straight little nephew, people donāt like having all this advice from a little prig, if you donāt stop you are going to really piss people offā¦ anyway, its not as if its all badā¦ā her voice trailed off. Once before some kids at School had had a go at me along similar lines, Iād gotten the crap kicked out of me and left to go home in tears and a ripped shirt so I was pretty sure something bad was coming… She took a step forward and I retreated to the sofa āDo you like me?ā she said āYes of courseā I replied… āNo, do you like the way I look?ā she added. Well the truth was yes of course, she was trim and slim and her tight-fitting clothes showed off every one of her soft curves. āYou look fineā I stammered. She came and sat next to me āDo you want to touchā she said. She put whatever it was she was holding down beside her and took my hand. She guided it to her breast- Satanās work! āNoā I yelled āI canāt do that I donāt want to!ā āDonāt be such a scaredy catā I tried to pull my hand back but in a flash she had reached behind her and grabbed the loop of rope she had been hiding, it was deftly slipped over my wrist and slid tight. āCanāt run now little boyā she teased. āWhat are you doing?ā I asked. For reply she tied the rope to the arm of the sofa and grabbed my other wrist. She looped that one too and tied it off on the other side. āJust like hubby used to doā she said with a sparkle. I was worried now, I knew that her ex had beaten her; maybe she had learned to do the same? āNo, No I said let me goā and I started to struggle. Daphne moved over me, putting her weight on my body, she was lithe and strong and easily overpowered me. I started to kick and got a lucky hit on her thigh. She slapped me hard across the face. I was so surprised by the sudden sting that I stopped struggling, it hurt, the redness welled on my cheek and tears started to trickle down my face āJust shut up, donāt struggle, you need thisā she said. I thought of the saints and their trials and I knew that I had to face suffering, although somehow this seemed that it wasnāt all bad. Daphne stood and looked down at me, with a sudden movement she lifted her dress over her head and was standing before me in knickers and bra. Iād never seen a woman in her underwear before, the sight was spectacular but also forbidden, I closed my eyes. āDonāt be a cry babyā she said, āLook at meā. My eyes stayed shut ālook at me she repeated and gave me another slap- although more gentle this time. I opened my eyes, I was crying properly now, no pretending, I was trapped and I didnāt know what to do. I was scared but excited- somewhere (I wasnāt sure quite where) there was an odd tinglingā¦. But this was all wrong; I was going to go to hell for sure. Well if I was, then Daphne might be there ahead of me. āDonāt worry she said, I just need to do a few things for me and whilst Iām doing them you should learn a thing or two yourselfā I didnāt know what she meant but I got the idea when she reached down and unzipped my flyā¦ no-one had ever done that. The sensation was pleasant but it was wrong so I struggled again. Daphne used her weight to restrain me; I could smell her scent, floral and intoxicating. I began to feel giddy. I couldnāt see what was happening but Daphne had managed to worm her hand into my fly and was even now extricating my 12year old manhood from the protective folds of my pants. Iād never been touched there before, I even avoided touching myself there! – it was dirty and evil. But this didnāt feel either of those things. Her cool hands finally freed me from my clothes and her slender fingers closed about me enclosing my soft penis in her hand. Things began to happen, I realised where the tingling was coming from. It felt nice, but it was wrong, āNoā I said again but she just squeezed more firmly and my prick answered with a matching Throb, āWhatās the matter?ā she cooed-āisnāt this nice?ā She squeezed again. I was getting hard. But I mustnāt I knew this was bad, I knew all the bad things that come from that and I always tried to avoid it. Frantically I started reciting my favourite passages from the bible, take my mind elsewhere throb not working, must try harder please father help me throb, no, no more must control throb. How was this happening to me? I couldnāt get up, I couldnāt moveā¦ she seemed able to restrain me easily with just one hand. I couldnāt control the situation, I couldnāt even control my own body as my small member strove to swell and fill her fist even as it squeezed me. āOh look whatās happenedā she cooed in a tone that was both victorious and mocking at the same time. āHas the little boy stood up?ā I knew it was wrong but I didnāt struggle, I didnāt scream there was a rushing sound in my head, the world shrank to this room, to me and her, to this sofa and finally just to my prick in her hand, thatās all there was, it filled the universe, it was the universe, THROB and the sparkling prickles of sensation flashed from my prick to my brain and seemed to say ādonāt interrupt this, Donāt stop it we need it you prig, let us have our way!ā
Daphne was moving now, sliding down my body which was awkwardly propped in a sitting position against the sofa. She took her eyes off mine and looked down at the contents of her hand, my little 12-year-old hard on twitching in her palm. āHmmm you like that don’t you?ā she said, in truth I did, but I wasnāt prepared for what followed. Daphne lowered her head. I felt her breath on the head of my prick, warm and damp and then a flash of pure delight what was that? She was licking the head! I reacted in shock āUggh I said, Ooh what’s that?ā āDonāt worry little boyā she teased, āAunty has it all in handā. With that she opened her mouth and her head bobbed further down. Her mouth enveloped me, there was warmth and wetness, and her tongue swirled around the head and tickled the underside of my prick. āNo, No stop!ā I screamed but in truth I didnāt want this to stop, my prick knew what it needed and Daphne seemed to know too, the two of them didnāt want me getting in the way. I found my hips bucked up as the tingling grew and grew building to a crescendo. There was a dam inside of me and it was going to burst! Closer, closer the walls were getting weaker, soon it would give way, the flood would come and there was nothing I could do about it. I made a half hearted move to push her away, āDonātā came the immediate and firm message from my prick āI need this- you need this give it up little boy, time to grow up!ā It was a conspiracy- my own prick and this warm soft woman I was powerless in the face of it. Daphne flicked her tongue over the underside of my glans, and it was too late! The dam burst, stars exploded in my head, someone had moved the floor-or was it the earth? I was tumbling falling, falling, head over heels into space, there was a noise like a loud cry far away… and something was happening as I fell, my treacherous prick was twitching and jumping inside Daphneās mouth sending rivers of sensation to flood over meā¦. Gradually the universe settled, the world came back beneath me and I realised that the crying sound was me so I shut my mouth. I realised too that my eyes were shut tightly so I opened them cautiously, Daphne had let me slip from her mouth, and my prick was lying limp and wet in my lap. She was licking her lips and seemed disappointed- āHmm Iād forgotten little boys donāt make cum yetā I was sorry she wasnāt pleased with me, but then she smiled and said that soon I would, and next time she would milk it from me properly, Anyway, she added, it was less messy this way and she wouldnāt get pregnant. I wasnāt sure what she meant but I was about to find out.
I felt thoroughly exhausted, but something inside me was more peaceful than ever it had been, there was a deep relaxation, my body was cramped but that didnāt matter, I was content and comfortable. You could have removed my appendix and I wouldnāt have cared…
She must have noticed my changed demeanourā¦ āWell how was that little boy? Not quite so easy to handle is it?ā I looked at her puzzled. āIām going to let you up nowā she said, ābut I donāt want you to struggle and Iām not through with you yetā
She loosened the ropes- I hadnāt felt them but as they came off I realised how tight they had been- blood flooded back to my hands and I rubbed my wrists. I looked at her unsure of myself. āComeā she said and raised me up from the floor. My prick was protruding limply from my shorts so she grabbed it with one hand and started to lead me to the door. The flabby flesh stretched a little as I got the message and I followed her up the stairs and into my mumās room. āNow we can try this properlyā she said- I wasnāt too sure about that, doubts returned, No I said lamely, she could tell I didnāt mean it, my prick knew I didnāt mean it, there was no fight left, just a resignation in my brain and a thrilling of anticipation in my prick.
Daphne stripped me easily, the shorts and pants dropped down my legs and the tee shirt came easily over my head. Then she lay me down on the bed and stood up so I could see her. āWatchā she commanded as she reached behind her back and unfastened her bra. I had never seen breasts before and I wasnāt really ready for these; they seemed perfect, swollen symmetrical mounds of flesh each topped with a raspberry nipple like a cherry on an ice cream cone. He leant over me and brushed my face with them. The feeling was electric! They were soft and warm; as she leant forward they hung in creamy firmness over my face. By instinct I opened my mouth and took a nipple between my lips. I started to kiss and suck at it like baby she murmured something that sounded content. I put my arms around her and pulled her onto me and more fully into my mouth. Delicious sensations, half remembered memories safe and secure in my motherās nurturing breast. But as well as that there were different feelings, a taste more bitter than that of sweet milk, an engorged nipple that my tongue rasped across, a yielding softness as the breast moved with my lips and an enticing scent. I raised my hand to cup the partner of this delicious orb and rolled the nipple between finger and thumb. āMMmmmm, good boyā she murmured above me.
I felt her hand slide down my body again, lightly skipping over my stomach to engage once again with my prick āHelloā it answered, rising and stiffening at her command. I did nothing to oppose the effect and sucked harder on the delicious breast above me. āBad boy-Donāt be greedyā she said āand donāt forget the other oneā. She pulled back and her nipple slipped from my mouth with an audible āpopā, she tilted her chest and presented breast number two for its attention, I happily set about the task, sucking deeply and being rewarded by the that first rush of bitter-sweet nipple flavour. She squeezed my prick and I felt him throb in her grip, hell the two of them knew more about this stuff than I did! Daphne moved across me and sat astride my body, her thighs parted to accommodate my body. Tentatively I reached down to her… āHmmm she teased āI see the little boy is starting to see that this isnāt so clear cut?ā She lifted herself so I could slip my hand beneath her; I felt the tight curls of her pubic hair, the forest that grew on the hillside, and beneath that the river in the valley! She was warm and mushy, a heady scent started to rise, earthy, musky and urgent. Suddenly she flinched- āOuch ā be carefulā she said my inexpert ministration had obviously scratched or pinched when I was trying to caress- ābe gentleā she said! I was trying but inexperience let me down. āSorry I saidā mortified to have caused pain to such a delicious region and terrified that she would make me stop- I apologised frantically- āIām trying- Iāll be carefulā āSureā she said, ābut letās see what this can do nowā. She moved my hands away, and reached for my my prick, raising it whilst at the same time easing herself up so that her body hung above me, I could feel the heat of her on my prick as she hung there just for a moment, and then she lowered herself down. My 12-year old prick was just hard enough to ease inside her, gently parting her cunt lips as she lowered throb, I felt her opening to me, I felt the head ease into her and almost click inside as her lips closed over the glans throb. I hadnāt expected the sheer wonder of the sensation I gasped aloud āOhh, Ohh, Ohhā as she lowered herself onto me. My prick seemed to be coming alive bit by bit as it entered her, each extra millimetre reporting in to my brain as she absorbed it, activating it with her warmth and moisture. Then at last and all too soon, she came to the end of her slow luxurious slide; she had taken all of me straight inside her cunt tube, her lips were closed around the base of my shaft and her mons met mine, her pubic hairs scratching on my as yet hairless pubis. I had slipped from earth into heaven and the warmth of the flaring stars seemed to radiate from inside her. My prick let out a grateful throb as it soaked in her deliciousness. I was speechless, I darenāt move, I didnāt want anything to stop this or interrupt the intensity of the sensation. I was inside a woman, throb – what now sheās moving? āHmmmā murmured Daphne- she started to raise herself up, I was terrified she wanted to pull off me so I grabbed her hips and thrust myself back into her, I slid back in easily and clung to her body seeking to maintain the penetration. āCareful nowā she said, āNo need to be in such a hurryā – I wasnāt sure what she meant, I had just been frightened that she meant to pull me out, abandoning me to flop back into cold reality. I wasnāt ready to leave yet. I was desperate to stay in her celestial orbit. Her words were reassuring, so I relaxed my grip and sank back onto the bed. She came down with me and then rose up so that my shaft slid down her cunny tube. Before I popped out she reversed the motion, sinking down and letting me savour the deliciousness of entering her all over again: another slow slide then another! Hmmm we both moaned, and then she pulled up fast and quickly down again. I gasped, I wasnāt ready for that and wasnāt even sure what had happened, I had felt a rush of coldness then pressure around my penis and a flood of warmth as she enveloped me in her warm tightness once again. She was still for a little as I gathered my breath and then she did it again! I gasped in shocked delight, āPlease stay on stay on meā I begged. She took no heed and started to work me up and down her vaginal canal as fast or as slowly as she wished- I didnāt yet know that this wasnāt about me, that it is always wise to let a woman take her pleasure when she wants and I cried out for her to hold me inside for longer. But Daphne was in control and she continued to ride me. I became accustomed to the cold chill of the āupsā as I began to understand that they would inevitably be followed by the luscious glide of the ādownsā when and I slid easily inside her once more; warmth was restored and I was bathed yet again in her slippery welcome. Once I came to understand that āupā doesnāt have to mean āoutā I relaxed and relished the sensations her movements afforded me. The flood was building up again behind the dam, each cycle of rise and fall was incrementally raising the pressure. The tingling in the head of my prick was getting stronger, building, building, building – rising inevitably with each of her downward thrusts to the point where I knew the dam would be able to hold it no longer. The point of release was coming, yes definitely coming- āUhhā, closer- āUhhā – closer, -āUhhā -closer. I tensed against it, but it was inevitable. Bravely I surrendered myself to meet it. She was starting to moan now, her eyes were closed and I could hear her breath coming faster as she worked me up and down inside of her. She started to grind forwards and backwards, rocking to and fro slightly with each downward thrust. It scratched a little but I didnāt mind, the growing urgency in her was exhilarating. I felt things change inside of her, it was as if she had grabbed my prick with her hand (but how could she?). The working of a womanās vaginal muscles was still a mystery to me, all I knew was a delicious firmness as her vagina gripped my shaft tightly during her ride, my prick twitched a couple of times in response. Then she seemed to convulse on top of me moaning āUhh, Uhh, Uhhā in time with the twitches inside of her as her own muscles spasmed and gripped, gripped, gripped my shaft. The feeling was unbelievable! The dam burst, the flaring heat of the stars enveloped me, the bed dissolved and I tumbled again headlong into the raw heat of creation as a rushing sound filled my head. This time I was dimly aware, as if a long way off, that my own prick was pulsing, pulsing, pulsing and a feeling as if my very essence was spurting from me deep into Daphneās thirsty body as my first ever spending rose from my balls. āArrghhā I screamed as for the first time I felt the male fluid leave me. It was weak and thin with a lack of sperm, but it was plentiful and it rushed to bathe her cervix even as her throbbing pussy rejoiced to receive it… Her cunt muscles responded to my gift and milked my prick just as I had so recently suckled at her breast. I answered with milky spurt after spurt of seminal fluid, emitted just as deep inside her as my straining hips could thrust me.
We both stopped moving and there was silence for a moment, she started to giggle almost hysterically āI felt her body suddenly prickle with goosebumps and she started to tremble uncontrollably on top of me as the strength of the orgasm receded. I too felt cold, so we pulled the quilt over us and lay still. She remained crouched on top of me with my softening penis still closeted within her. āHmm, hmm- that was goodā she said āItās been a long time and I needed thatā. I had to agree that I had needed that too āalthough I hadnāt known that I did. āSo no more preachingā she said with a mock severity, āIām sorry that I had to force you, but you had to know what you were talking aboutā¦ its not at all simple is it?ā I had to agree, there was no doubt that the feelings she had shown me were the most intense sensations I had ever experienced- or was ever likely to. How could such a thing not be good? How would I have felt now if some prig told me that I should never do this again, but should rather read the bible and seek the strength to resist? I knew it was an unequal struggle; I grew limp and began to slip from Daphneās body, and, even as my emission began to drip from her to puddle warmly on my stomach, I knew that I wanted to return. I wanted to slip back inside that warm, wonderful, heavenly place, I wanted to refill her with my shaft and my fluid and I wanted to rejoice in the sheer delight of her soft body just as soon as I was able. I had learned my lesson and I just hoped she would let me study some more.
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GT the PT Chapter 6 ā Serves her Right!
Me and Lola have always been close. Her mother and I fell madly in love when we
were only 12 and stayed together all throughout highschool. After graduation we got
married. Nine months later, Lola was born. When Lola was 2 things started to
dwindle between Nancy and I, and that’s when I knew she had found another man.
Just after Lola’s 2nd birthday, I woke to find Nancy gone. In her place, a note
saying, “I’m sorry.” When Nancy left Lola and me, I devoted my whole life to Lola.
I taught her everything. She was gorwing up with only me in her life. I taught her
how to walk, talk, run, ride a bicycle, play baseball, everything. We did everything
together. I had never looked at my little daughter in a sexual way until one day when
I was at work. A friend of mine was carelessly talking about a sexual fantasy he had
about the young girls who played outside his house everyday. He was mumbling
something about fucking their sweet young asses and it got me thinking. Soon, my
mind was filled with pubesent girls and doing undescribabe things to them–things a
grown man should not want to do. I tried to concentrate on work as hard as I could
but these thoughts would consume my mind from time to time. At home with Lola,
everything she did would turn me on. Running her fingers through her hair, hearing
her “tinkle”, bobbing up and down at the dinner table. The thing that most turned me
on was when she’d be coloring on the floor in front of me. I’d be sitting on the couch
watching whatever Disney movie she had on and she’d be on the floor in front of me
–her back towards me. She’d bend over to color on the book in front of her, each
time her butt moving up and down. One Saturday evening, the nighty she had on rode
up to where I could see her little panties peeking through underneath. She’d had this
nighty for a few years so it was a little short. I’d bought her many new ones but she
said this one was her favorite. It was becomig my favorite too. I could see that one
side of her panties had gotten stuck between her butt cheeks giving her a mini
wedgie. Everytime she bent over to color, her tiny butt cheek peered at me. I tried
to watch the movie on the tv but I could not pay attention. My cock was growing
harder and the room was getting hot. She turned around and giggled, “I like this
part!” I was holdng my cock in my hand through my pants–all I could manage was a
smile. She turned back around and continued with her coloring and movie. My mind
was racing about my little baby girl. I needed release. Luckily, when Nancy left me,
I started quite the collection of assorted alcohols. I almost had a fully stocked bar!
I decided to make me and my baby girl some drinks.
“I’m going to make us some yummy drinks, ok babydoll?” I said to Lola as I got up
from the couch.
“Ok daddy” she said back not looking up. Her voice was so angelic and sweet, it made
my cock twitch hearing her call me “daddy”.
I walked over to the bar area and pulled out some short glasses. I figured I’d make
her a tray of different drinks and see which one she liked. I started out with 4
different concoctions. I made sure they were really sweet and fruity, like juice so
she wouldn’t know what was in them. I grabbed the tray and walked over to Lola. I
sat the tray on the floor, and kneeled.
“Ok sweety… drink this first one and tell me what you think”
Lola picked up the glass and chugged the drink down.
“MMMM! Grape!”
I laughed a little bit at her cute lit up face. She seemed so happy. I gave her the
2nd glass.
“How about this one?”
She drank it down hungrily. “Well… this one tastes kind of yucky. It tastes like
medicine!”
We both laughed and I joked that I wouldn’t make that one anymore. I gave her the
next one and she wasn’t a big fan of that one either. She grabbed the last glass on
her own. Lola lifted the glass up to her mouth. There was a drop of red liquor on the edge
and she lightly stuck her tongue out and ran it over the glass. Her moist mouth was
all I could see. When her tongue touched the glass, I invisioned it was my cock. I was
daydreaming as she said, “Oooh I like that one! It’s like fruit punch! I want more of
that one. And the grape one!”
“OK baby” I laughed and stood up. I couldn’t believe I was getting my little girl
drunk! I only wanted one touch… she was MY little girl after all. My flesh and blood.
I was entitled to a grope. I finished the drinks and brought them to her. I decidded
to make her shots. I put them on the floor and sat next to her with my legs stretched
out in front.
“Oooooh I have an idea.” I blurted out, “Let’s have a race! Let’s see who can drink
the most of these the fastest.” I smiled at her as her face lit up. She loved a
challenge.
I continued, “Ok, are you ready?” her big eyes looked up at me as her head nodded
yes, “Alright, ready… set… GO!” I watched her as she quickly grabbed the first shot
glass and gulped it down. She was already on her second shot before I picked up my
first one. I was purposefully moving slow so she could have all the shots on the plate
–there were only ten! I finished 2, allowing her to have the rest.
“I WIN!” she yelled. She giggled and stood up, throwing her hands in the air and
doing a little victory dance. I stared up at her cute figure, eager to see how she felt.
She plopped back down on the ground sitting on her knees.
“Daddy make more! I want a BIG cup of it K!” she yelled “WHOO!” and started
bouncing up and down. I quickly got up to make her more drinks. My little pubescent
baby was a lush!
“Ok daddy, I’m gonna go pee pee then we can play with each other K!”
‘Play with each other’ i thought, ‘oh we’re going to play with each other alright!’
I put her big cup of liquor next to her coloring book, and resumed my spot on the
couch behind where she’d be sitting. I could hear her flush the toilet and start
running back to where we were sitting. As she came around the corner, I realized she
was naked.
“Where did your clothes go!?” I asked her, smiling a bit.
“I took them off in the baaaaaaathroom! It was too hot! Who cares!!!” she replied as
she started running around the room flailing her arms about. “Daddy I wanna be a
cheerleader!!” She stretched her arms up high and flipped onto her hands and did a
baby cartwheel right in front of me. Her legs spread when she was upside down and
I felt my balls swell up immediately.
“Baby that was amazing! Can you do another one?!”
She laughed and resumed postion. She did another flip–spreading her legs as she was
upside down. “Wow honey, I didn’t know you were so flexible! Can you face me and
do some kicks? Show daddy what you can do” Lola started kicking her small legs
every which way, laughing uncontrollably. The member between my legs was
throbbing against my leg. I grabbed and squeezed my cock through my pants.
“WOW! You could definitely be a cheerleader!” I encouraged.
“Dad look, I can even do the splits!” She stood there facing me and slowly lowered herself onto the ground
while spreading her legs. When her little butt was almost touching the ground and her legs were spread
all the way full eagle, she fell back onto her butt causing her legs to go flying in the air. it was a perfect
view of her young pussy spread open. She was giggling uncontrollably on the ground before she got up,
turned around, and did the same thing. This time I got a nice view of her ass and pussy spread open from
behind. My little girl was driving me wild!
“PHEW dad, I’m tired!” She plopped back down on the ground in front of me and picked up her drink.
She gulped half the juice done and let out a loud “AAAAAAH!” I
tossed her a pillow. It landed right in front of her. She blankly stared at it, then
lowered her head onto it. Her ass was sticking straight up in the air. I could see her
young bald pussy between her legs. I stared in astonishment. Her tiny ass hole was
barely visible. I sat there on the couch behind her for a few minutes, just taking in
what I was seeing. My baby girl, naked, showing me her ass and pussy. I was in
heaven. I got up and walked over to where she was and sat next to her, stretching my
legs out. I said her name softly, “Lola?” Nothing. I said it a little louder, “Lola,
honey, it’s time to go to bed.” No response. She was sound asleep. I looked at her
baby bottom for a few seconds then I gently reached out my right hand. I lightly
ran my finger along her young slit, starting at her little hole and tracing down along
her little pussy to where her clit was. I lightly traced the slit of her pussy up and
down from clit to ass hole a few more times. I licked the tip of my finger and
touched it lightly to her little ass hole. I rubbed the slick saliva at her hole. Just
then I felt her sigh, her back curved, and her little ass raised higher into the air,
making her tiny slit open a little. That drove me crazy and I leaned in with my
tongue. I slowly teased her ass hole, probing, licking, tasting her little ass. My
tongue slid down further and I found her tiny pussy hole. Her whole slit was wet
from my spit. I licked up and down her whole slit. Grabbing her ass like a hamburger
I delved in deeper. My nose and mouth explored her baby holes. My cock was rock
hard and I pulled it through the zipper hole of my pants. It stood there proud as I
held it tight with my left hand. Something made me stop and I rolled onto my back.
‘I can’t do this,’ I thought to myself, ‘She is my baby… she is too young’ as I lay
there on my back, with my cock in hand, I heard a little voice,
“Daddy? What is that?” through sleepy drunk eyes, she was looking at my cock. I
scrambled for an excuse…
“UmMm… it’s.. a… well honey… it’s a snake! It bit me and I think it’s stuck.” I
looked at her face. She could barely keep her head up, “Why don’t you try holding
it.” I tested. She sat for a moment, then I saw her hands moving towards my cock.
“That’s right baby, hold it just like that, ” she wrapped both hands around my cock
and squeezed tight. “That’s it… just like that.” then I contunied, “I don’t think
that’s working… how about you try holding it really tight, and move your hands up
and down” I was slowly coaxing my little girl to give me a hand job! Seeing her little
hands around my cock made me so hot. “Why don’t you try sitting on it. Maybe you’ll
smush him to death!” She giggled a bit and with her eyes still closed, she crawled
over and mounted my lap with her back facing me. Her little pussy smushed my cock
to my belly. She sat on it for a few seconds then started moving her hips around and
around. My little girl was grinding on my cock! I could see her little ass moving
around on my cock–the head poking out every few seconds.
“Turn around honey, I want to see your face”
without losing contact, she swung around. Now I could see the head of my cock
through her pink bald pussy. I had her move back and forth along my cock. I could
feel the cum build up and I was ready to explode. I grabbed her by the hips and
pushed her pussy onto my balls. My dick shot stright up and exploded sending white
jizz into the air. Spurt after spurt came out. My cock was pumping the most cum I’d
ever seen! Some hit Lola’s face, even a little on her lip. Her tiny tongue
poked out and licked it off. “Hmm… sweet!” She said as a smile spread over her face.
“Daddy, that snakes spit tastes yummy” She got off my lap and kneeled next to me.
She started licking up the cum that was on my stomach! Seeing my little girl eat my
cum was amazing. If my cock hadn’t just exploded, it’d be hard again. She was
working on licking up what was on my legs when I slowly guided her legs over my
chest in the 69 position. Once her legs were on either side of my body, she grabbed
my cock. “There’s still a little bit on here!” and she took my dick into her mouth. I
growled and rolled my head back. I heard her sigh and lay her head down–my cock
still in her mouth. We were still in the 69 position and we both just lay there
exhausted. I realized she had dozed off so I just enjoyed my view of her tiny pussy
and ass hole. I grabbed her ass in my hands like a hamburger again. Seeing my big
hands on her ass was such a turn on. I would grab it hard then let go… I’d push her
cheeks together and spread them again. I just wanted to play with her all night. Just
then a little bit of pee trickled out of her little slit. Startled, I just looked intently
at her underdeveloped female parts. Her pussy opened a little and some more piss
leaked out. I started to feel my cock getting hard again and I pulled her ass toward
my face. Her little pussy was poised right above me and pee started to flow freely.
It flowed out of her virgin pussy into my awaiting mouth. I pulled her ass cheeks far
apart and licked her pussy as the pee slashed onto my face. Her warm juices spilled
onto my face but I managed to drink a lot of it. As she finished peeing on my face, I
took my fingers and lightly tickled her little slit.
I rolled little Lola off of me and onto the pillow next to us. Her naked body was so
tiny next to me. I lay there for a second thinkin to myself, ‘this is bad. I shouldn’t
be doing this.’ I left her on the floor and went to lay on the couch. As I fell onto the
couch, I heard my baby wake up with a sigh. She sat up. I layed on the couch to see
what she was going to do. She could barely hold her head up–she was so drunk. She
stumbled to stand up, then she wobbled over to the couch I was laying on. She
walked to the end of the couch and mounted the arm rest. Her legs were straddling
the side of the couch! She started moving her hips back and forth, humping the couch.
“Lola?” I said quietly. “What are you doing, honey?”
Lola laughed her little girl laugh, “Ooooh nooooothing.” she giggled, “I’m just riding
the couch, daddy!”
“How come you’re doing that babydoll?”
“Mmmmm daddy, because it feels so gooooooood”
I watched my little baby fuck the couch. She stood up and squated in front of the
couch. She positioned her pussy on the side of the couch and started gyrating her
hips. She was rubbing her naked pussy on the side of the couch! I couldn’t stand
watching her–I needed her warmth on my dick again.
“You know baby, you can do that on me if you’d like. I might be more soft than that
hard couch…”
She stopped for a minute and sat there. Then she slowly stood up and smiled. She
walked over to me, standing next to the sofa where I lay down “Daddy, I love you!”
and she threw her arms around me. With her arms still around me, she climbed atop
me and straddled my waist. She let go of her hug and pushed up so she was sitting
atop me. She started wiggling her little butt around and my dick was rock hard. I
could feel it start to peek through my boxer shorts and out of my pants. Every once
in a while, it would poke Lola’s pussy hole but I knew it was NOT going in–it was
too small! My dick would not fit in there and plus she was my daughter! That could
NOT happen. As these thoughts were going through my mind, her eager moving got so
fast her knee slipped off the couch. I instictively pulled her into me, and my dick
shot into her pussy! She yelped in pain and started crying as I busted through her
cherry. “OW DADDY! OWWWWWWW IT HURRRRRRRTS!”
“I’m sorry baby… I am so sorry… aw baby, don’t cry, it’ll be ok” I pulled her down
onto me so she was laying on my chest. Her baby pussy was still wrapped around my
throbbing cock as I tried to sooth her. I brushed her hair with my fingers saying
everything I could to get her to forget about the pain. Soon, she had drifted off into
a heavy sleep again. I could feel wetness leaking onto my balls. It was a mixture of
sweat, precum and virgin blood. I knew what I was doing was bad, but I couldn’t
help it. I gently started moving my cock in and out of my daughter. I grabbed her
ass and pulled her cheeks apart, delving my dick into her pussy. I fucked her slowly
for several minutes until I couldn’t hold on any longer. I shoved my big cock all the
way into her pussy and shot my load in my babies pussy. I moved her baby cunt
lower onto my dick getting it even deeper as spurt after spurt went into her
stomach. Knowing I was fucking my adolensent daughter was such a turn on. My dick was still throbbing
inside her as my mind replayed the night. Out of
breath, I nodded off– my dick still shoved deep in little Lola’s pussy.
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