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Please enjoy; the adult action begins in Chapter 1, hopefully you will read the background so that things make sense for you later on.

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Naked in the night

It had been a hot day. Even now in the evening the temperature had dropped only a little.
A slight breeze ruffled the curtains at the open window as Yvonne and Rob prepared for bed.
Yvonne, just out of the shower, had the slightest hint of lightly perfumed soap about her fresh, smooth skin.
She slipped her tiny nightie over her shoulders, letting the delicate, pale pink, semi-see through garment fall lightly over her body.
Making a bow of the ribbon tie at the front of the nightie, she next pulled a pair of very brief, matching pink panties up over her slender legs.
Rob looked at his wife, the beautiful little nightie showing a good amount of Yvonne’s small, white breasts temptingly visible courtesy of the way that she’d only loosely tied the front of the nightie together.
His eye roamed down to the tiny panties that his wife wore, then down her so sexy legs.
His cock swelled and swung out before him.
He glanced at the window with the curtains still wide open. He thrilled at the thought that anyone looking from outside, would be able to see his lovely, sexy wife as she moved about the room.
A notion came to his mind, and giving Yvonne a cuddle and a kiss, he suggested that they go outside for a while.
Rob slipped on a shirt and pulled on his pants but when his wife looked to put something more modest on, he told her to go as she was.
Opening the door, they stepped from their holiday apartment.
Glancing at the neighbouring units, Rob noted many open windows and doors as the occupants tried to find some cooling air. Some windows were lit by the lights inside. The sound of a TV in one house competing with soft musical strains from another. Now and then the sound of voices and laughter could be heard from one of the many lit windows nearby.
Immediately in front of the apartment, Rob and Yvonne were in shadow. It would be unlikely that they could be seen if anyone should be outside and looking about. Once away from that protective shadow though, they would be in the open with just a few bushes dotted about the small patch of lawn, and a nearby streetlamp throwing its light on the general area.
Rob took his wife’s hand and went to lead her forward.
Yvonne pulled back and giggled as she exclaimed that she couldn’t go out dressed as she was.
Rob persisted in his attempt to lead her out into the open, telling her that she looked beautiful and sexy.
“But what would anyone think if I should be seen,” she exclaimed.
“They’d think that you were a fabulous little sex pot,” her husband laughed. “Besides,” he added, “no one here knows us anyway.”
Yvonne laughed happily, enjoying the thought that she should be described as a fabulous little sex pot.
It was true for both of them that they always felt more inclined to be sexually adventurous when away from home on holidays. At such times any immoral act would be unlikely to find its way back home to be a subject for gossip.
Rob pulled gently on his wife’s hand, and this time Yvonne let herself be led out of the shadow and onto the lawn at the front of the unit.
“Oh my God,” she giggled, “I hope that no one is going to see me dressed like this.”
Yvonne allowed herself to be led right to the front of the lawn, adjacent to the pavement.
“Oh, what would anyone think of me,” she again exclaimed in her excitement.
This time her husband answered much more explicitly. “They’d think that you were a dirty little slut,” he said.
Yvonne giggled and agreed that they really would think that of her.
Rob held his wife and kissed her lovingly, letting his hands roam over her breasts and down onto her cunt.
His hand slipped down the front of her panties, over the closely cropped pubic hair. He found the wet slipperiness of her cunt, and, knowing that his wife’s cunt always became so wet and slippery whenever she was sexually excited, he knew that she was now ready to be led further in this sexy game.
Yvonne nervously glanced about her, ready to flee back indoors should anyone appear.
Her husband too, glanced about and then tugged the ribbon tie of his wife’s sexy little garment so that it came undone and the front of the little nightie fell open, fully revealing Yvonne’s breasts.
Yvonne gave a little squeal of surprise as she clutched at her nightie. Rob took her hands and moved them to her sides, letting the nightie fall open showing her nakedness underneath.
Yvonne pretended to be flustered and embarrassed, but in truth she was greatly excited at being even more exposed in this public place.
“Who’s this dirty little whore showing herself off in public,” her husband teasingly laughed as he led her onto the actual pavement and walked her up and down.
Yvonne giggled and felt a trickle of juice run down the inside of her thigh.
“What a dirty little harlot,” her husband continued mockingly. “Perhaps she’ll take her panties off next, and show her cunt to everyone.”
With this, Rob hooked his fingers in the waistband of his wife’s panties and made to slide them down over her hips.
“Oh darling! I can’t!” Yvonne exclaimed, giggling merrily and clutching at her panties.
“C’mon, you know you really want to be a dirty little whore,” her husband urged.
Yvonne held onto her panties for just a moment, then, her body filled with surging lust, she let her hands fall away and her husband quickly slid her tiny, pink panties down over her legs.
The very short hemline of the nightie, trimmed with delicate lace depicting little pink hearts in a white lace surround, came to just on a line with Yvonne’s hips. Now the lower half of her ass cheeks could be seen, while at the front she was totally naked from her feet to her exposed cunt, up over her firm belly, right up between the gaping front of her nightie to her exposed breasts.
“What a filthy little slut you are,” her husband said in such an admiring and appreciative tone.
Yvonne had long ago found out that males were not all of the romanic type that she’d read of in trashy novels while still a schoolgirl.
Her explorations on the internet had soon opened her eyes to the fact that many men had great admiration for women who flirted with immorality and perverted sexual games.
She’d been amazed at, and had taken quite some time to understand the fact that some men had a great desire to degrade and defile the one that they loved so dearly.
Yvonne had come to realize that her husband was one of that latter type, and she had rapidly come to realize that it suited her own sexuality to be exactly the sort of woman that he desired her to be.
For Rob’s part, if he had loved his wife so dearly when they had first married, he now loved her so much more that she played the game and let him defile her purity and chastity. The fact too, that Yvonne outwardly appeared so modest and decent, added a delicious wickedness to the times when he pushed her towards acting like a whore and a slut.
The sounds from the surrounding houses and holiday apartments continued to drift on the still night air.
Their holiday unit was just fifty yards or so from the beach road,where an occasional car cruised by.
The sound of waves on the wide, sandy beach made a pleasantly relaxing background just audible when one listened for it.
Another car could be heard slowly driving on the beach road. Suddenly, unexpectedly, the car slowed at the corner and began to swing into the road in which our two lovers stood.
Yvonne gasped and could do nothing more that clutch at her husband and try to conceal herself behind him.
The car came by them and began to accelerate along the road, the driver apparently not having noticed them as he’d followed the beam of the car’s headlights which had illuminated the far side of the road.
Yvonne laughed and relaxed once more, the nervous panic that had suddenly gripped her dissipating as rapidly as it had come.
Rob was filled with very different emotions – emotions of increasing lust and excitement. He now had his eyes firmly studying a semi-darkened doorway at the front of one of the houses opposite.
The reason for this great interest being that as the passing car had turned the corner, its headlights had briefly swept across the far side of the street. In that brief glow of brilliance which had lit the buildings, Rob had noticed two men standing in a doorway, and very definitely looking directly across the road to where he and Yvonne were standing.
Rob, taking his wife’s hand, led her from the pavement out onto the road.
Yvonne, still believing they were unobserved, sexily and laughingly allowed herself to be led.
Across the road to the far gutter they progressed. You could say that Yvonne was not only physically heading towards the gutter, but figuratively speaking, was morally heading towards the gutter as well.
The couple stepped from the road to the far pavement. Yvonne was so busy nervously glancing to left and right, that she still had not seen the shadowy figures watching from their dark vantage point.
Now Yvonne was no more that fifteen yards from the two men.
Rob stood slightly behind his wife and eased the sides of her unfastened nightie well open so as to fully display her naked body to the men. He cupped his wife’s small breasts to highlight them, then slid his hands down his wife’s body and stroked the insides of her thighs before fondling her cunt.
The two men had in fact been watching Rob and Yvonne from the very first moment that they had appeared outside their unit. The men had been sitting on their doorstep enjoying the night air rather than the warm stuffiness inside the house. They had seen the couple appear, and had looked admiringly at Yvonne in her very brief and sexy little nightie.
The men had seen Yvonne’s slight reluctance to venture out into the open. They’d thrilled when they saw the man undo the front of the woman’s nightie and expose her breasts, and when they saw the man take the woman’s panties down, they’d both immediately risen to their feet to obtain the very best view and to stroke their hardening cocks.
The men had thought to conceal themselves when they’d seen the couple approaching across the road towards them. They’d been certain that if their presence was detected by either of the couple, then the woman at least would flee back across the street, and that would be the end to this very sexy display that the men were so enjoying.
It was incredible that the couple, rather than go straight across the street, were moving at a slight angle as if they were intent on ending up right before where the men stood. It slowly came upon the men’s understanding that, in actual fact, the guy who was intent on leading the woman in their direction, seemed to be looking at them. Had he seen them? Was he in fact showing the woman off to them? It became more and more apparent that he actually was.
Once the couple stood out on the pavement before the men’s house, and the man began fully displaying the slut’s body to them, there could be no further doubt. The thing was though, that the woman still appeared to be completely oblivious to the fact that she was being exhibited.
Both men now had their substantial cocks out and were slowly stroking them as they lustfully viewed the lovely slut who was being so lewdly and wonderfully displayed.
Rob now grasped his wife’s arms just a little more firmly as he stood behind her.
“Look straight ahead darling,” he whispered.
Yvonne, smiling and thinking that this was some further game, let her gaze look dreamily forward.
“Look at the doorway,” her husband was telling her at the very moment that her gaze encountered the two men standing there.
Yvonne gave a little shriek and her automatic reaction was to flee back to their apartment. This action was thwarted by her husband’s firm grip.
Yvonne half struggled, her eyes fastened upon the two men.
A part of her mind told her to flee, this was the part conditioned by her chaste upbringing – but the other part of her mind was taking in the gorgeous, big, hard cocks that the men were stroking. This part of her mind told her that she would soon be touching and licking and sucking those wonderful cocks, that they would soon be filling her body as they fucked her. She stopped struggling and stood looking, shamefully aware that her nakedness was fully exposed to the men’s view.
Yvonne felt her husband’s gentle forward pressure behind her. She took a step forward. Then another as her husband, still holding her firmly, pressed forth.
Closer to the men – just a matter of nine or ten yards.
Yvonne felt her husband easing her nightie, which was concealing very little anyway, off her shoulders. It fell to the ground. She was naked.
Yvonne lowered her gaze in shameful embarrassment as her husband led her right up to the men.
Her gaze, while unable to look into the men’s faces, was now directed towards their magnificent hard cocks. She lusted for them. She wanted them. She couldn’t wait to be fucked and to suck those gorgeous, gorgeous cocks.
Her mind was in a whirl. She heard her husband offering her to the men. She was now being mauled, touched, fondled, her most intimate places being explored.
Yvonne’s head was still lowered in embarrassment. Those gorgeous, hard cocks kept brushing against her thighs. She longed for them. She couldn’t wait any longer. Should she touch them? Should she fondle them as the men were fondling her? Would she look a slut if she touched them? She didn’t care, her hands lightly took a cock in each. They felt so good, so hard, so lovely. She squatted down and moved her mouth to the hard, round, swollen head of one of the cocks. She pressed her slightly parted lips onto the end, then pressing forward, eased her mouth slowly over its superbly solid length.
“Fuck! The slut’s definitely ready for it,” she heard one of the guys say.
She felt her head being firmly held and her mouth being fucked by that wonderful, hard cock slipping between her lips and sliding right to the back of her throat.
“Let’s get the slut into the bedroom,” a different voice said, and she was pulled off the cock and taken into the darkened house.
The men led the way to the bedroom.
Yvonne now felt a fresh bout of embarrassment as the electric light came on and she was thoroughly surveyed by the men.
“Fuck! You’re lovely,” one of the men told her.
Yvonne raised her eyes to his face and smiled sweetly.
Around and around, turned this way and that. Yvonne was studied, touched explored. Her legs, thighs, belly, breasts, arms, neck and head – nothing escaped attention. She was turned, bent over, made to squat, stood up again with legs apart, then with one leg up on the bed, her pussy felt and fingered, her breasts pushed this way and that. She felt like an animal at the livestock market being inspected prior to sale, all of which made Yvonne more and more embarrassed but more and more lustfully excited.
In reality the inspection lasted no more than a minute before Yvonne was made to kneel on all fours and she felt hands gripping her hips and a cock gliding easily up into her slippery pussy.
“Ah! What a fabulous cunt,” she heard the guy groan lustfully as his cock sunk its full length into her pussy.
At the same time the other guy had positioned himself before her, and taking a firm grip of her head, his cock slipped into her eager mouth.
Pushing her tongue just slightly forward so that it covered her lower teeth, and keeping her mouth just slightly opened so that her upper lip was pressed back over her upper teeth, Yvonne worked with tongue and lips, sucking her cheeks in to form a soft, fuckable pout with her mouth.
She sucked and sucked, pressing her head forward each time the guy pressed his cock forward so that the cock slid in right to the back of her throat.
Regulating her breath so that she held it each time the cock probed the entrance to her throat, Yvonne was able to stay from gagging, and soon had the guy moaning and panting as his cock and balls came to the point of pouring forth his semen into her mouth.
“Oooorrrrr fuuuuuuck,” the guy groaned in an absolute ecstasy of lust as he pulled his cock from Yvonne’s mouth so as not to cum too soon.
“Fuck! What a fabulous fucking cock sucker,” he groaned. “I’ve never known anything like it before.”
He rested a moment to regain his composure, and then once more began to fuck Yvonne’s mouth.
It only took a minute and once more he was moaning and groaning as his balls felt about to pump his cum out with such velocity that it would have surely drowned the slut.
Again he pulled away before he reached the point of pumping his cum forth.
Yvonne looked up at him during each of these pauses. She was panting with lust as she thrilled to the gorgeous, big, hard cock that was plunging in and out of her now sloppy pussy. The cock slurped in and out making obscene sounds as it slid through the slippery mucus which was literally dribbling from Yvonne’s vagina.
She panted and made soft moaning noises of delight at the fabulous treatment she was receiving.
She held her mouth open, licking her lips and wanting the cock to come back to continue her mouth fucking.
“Are you ready,” she asked in a soft, sweet, and sexy voice as she looked up at the guy before her.
“Fuck! You’re a real fucking nympho aren’t you,” the guy exclaimed as he slowly regained enough composure to once more enter her eagerly awaiting mouth.
Yvonne sucked his cock into her mouth, sucking and using her tongue to full effect on the underside of the fabulous thick penis.
Surely I’m not really a nympho, she thought to herself as she lovingly sucked at the cock.
She considered how sometimes, on rare occasions, her husband and her went for two or three days without fucking – that’s not like being a nympho she thought to herself.
Admittedly she did masturbate a lot, usually not more than once or twice a day though. She quickly let these thoughts drift from her mind as she lusted and fucked with the two men.
What delight Yvonne felt as the big, hard cock slid relentlessly in and out, in and out of her pussy. It was longer and thicker than her husband’s and she really appreciated the extra size, feeling it stretching her so that she felt wonderfully filled by the cock, and with the head of that cock that she so adored, just now and again pressing lightly against the wall of her uterus deep, deep within her as it all but bottomed out in her lusting, dribbling, and so receptive pussy. At the same time she had the lustful delight of being continually face fucked by the second of those two magnificent cocks that were so beautifully abusing her body.
Yvonne rocked back and forth, continually shoved this way and that by the huge, hard cocks that continued on and on fucking and fucking her pussy and mouth. The men’s hands kept mauling her naked body, feeling her breasts, feeling her pussy, sliding over her soft, smooth skin to explore every part of her.
Lust filled her mind and her body. She listened to the men panting and grunting as they lusted over and in her. This was no more than crude, debauched, lustful, sex with the two men satisfying their animal desires to dominate and to fuck. Yvonne herself was in a delirium of corrupt, wanton indulgence of her excessive sexual appetite.
Just half an hour earlier, Yvonne had never laid eyes on these men. She knew not their names nor anything about them. She had barely even glimpsed their faces and yet here they were fucking and fucking and fucking her – and she wanted it, she cared not what or who they were, she just craved for their gorgeous cocks to keep fucking and abusing her for ever.
The two guys swapped position and Yvonne next had the guy’s cock all covered with her pussy slime entering her mouth. She sucked it lovingly.
“Wait until Charlie and Ziggy hear about this'” the guy mounting into Yvonne’s pussy laughed to his mate.
Yvonne’s husband immediately took interest and asked about these two men that had been mentioned.
Being told that they were two guys staying in the next door apartments, Rob asked if he should go and bring them to join in fucking his wife.
The two guys agreed that he should, and so Robert, excitedly eager to have his wife fucked and degraded to the fullest extent possible, hurried off leaving his wife being fucked cunt and mouth.
Finding the apartment that he’d been directed to, Rob told the guys that their friends in the house next door, had a dirty slut who was turning it on, and that they’d asked Rob to let them know that they could join in if they wished.
It turned out that the only hesitation the guys had, was caused by the fact that they had a couple of their mates with them at the time.
“That’s not a worry,” Rob exclaimed, excitedly solving the problem for them, “bring them along too. The slut that they’ve got in there is such a dirty fucking whore that she’ll take on any number of you.
Moments later Rob was eagerly and lustfully leading the group of four men into the house where his wife Yvonne was being so thoroughly abused.
Yvonne was stunned when the chatter of these four new guys suddenly filled the room as they entered. That made six men – seven counting her husband Rob!
The newcomers quickly stripped naked to reveal their hard, lust filled cocks all ready to fuck this slut’s every body opening. They eagerly gathered around her and six pairs of hands where soon mauling her all over.
Soon Yvonne had two new cocks entering her mouth and pussy, then two more as the men constantly swapped position first fucking her sloppy cunt, then her so delightful mouth, then mauling her breasts, her belly, her thighs, her ass.
Soon her ass was being fingered by man after man as she continued to be cunt and mouth fucked.
The natural progression then, was for her to have her ass fucked as well as pussy and mouth.
She laughingly squatted down onto one guy’s cock as he held it erect and ready for her ass to slide down over its hard, lust gorged length. Leaning back onto her elbows and forearms, Yvonne then brought her knees up and apart so that the next guy could get in and continue fucking her pussy.
Having those two cocks wonderfully penetrating her two lower holes, Yvonne tipped her head back in preparation for a cock to plunge down her gullet.
Yvonne was gagging and choking, tears coming to her eyes as a cock plunged vigorously in and out of her mouth and right down into her actual throat.
She could feel the cocks rampant in her pussy and ass. She could feel them stretching her, especially the one in her bottom. She could feel them both deep within her body, pushing up each canal and almost rubbing together with only the thin membrane wall separating her two fuck tubes.
Yvonne’s body was surging with lustful sensations as she hovered so desperately close to orgasm.
Suddenly, unexpectedly, her mouth was filled with gooey cum as the cock began to pump spurt after spurt of its cum forth.
Yvonne lustfully slid her tongue around and around in the mucky stuff. Licking it about and tasting it as she swallowed it down.
The cock, still quite hard, slid slowly from between her lips. The guy’s cock then slapped heavily across her cheeks a few times before wiping the last remaining globs of white cum over her face.
Yvonne smiled up at the man, lightly moving her lips in a sexy kissing motion towards him.
No time for more of that though. Another cock was immediately filling her mouth. Yvonne sucked the new cock and licked lovingly, lustfully, sluttishly.
Yvonne loved this attention. She was the centre of the men’s world at that moment.
Vaguely she thought that she heard her husband asking the guy’s if they knew of any others who might want to use her. In her lust she would have taken any number of men who might come to fuck and use her.
Pussy and ass were both cummed in, making them sloppy and messy for the next cocks to enter, and enter they did. Once more Yvonne had three cocks fucking her mouth, pussy and bottom.
She was deliriously happy with this treatment. She responded to every shove of every cock, all the time wanting to satisfy every lustful move of the men.
Her brain was not consciously thinking of anything other than the wonderful cocks which were fucking her, yet somehow she slowly became aware that her husband was no longer there. She didn’t care. She had everything she could ever want.
She’d no sooner made this discovery about her husband, than he entered the room with another four men, all looking eagerly and expectantly into the room at the scene of such absolute debauchery.
This new group of men quickly began to strip so as to get their share of this depraved, perverted harlot.
The incredible orgy of moral corruption went on and on with Yvonne being fucked and fucked and fucked, continually, degradingly, used as no more than a living thing for the purpose of satisfying the men’s lustful desires.
Mouthful after mouthful of gooey semen she consumed.
Cuntload after cuntload of adulterous sperm filled her pussy and her bottom until every cock had satisfied themselves, some even using her more than once.
Yvonne lay there naked, fucked, hair dishevelled with cum matting it into a tacky mess. Her face with white cum dribbling down over it. Her pussy and ass oozing cum along with her own juices.
She was panting, exhausted, so wonderfully happy. She heard talk of tomorrow when there would be even more men to fuck her. She dreamily looked forward to more of the men’s lecherous treatment.

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Fun with Sister

Hi! My name is Saagar and I’m 20. My sister’s name is Sangita and she’s 28. She is eight-year-older than me. We are Middle-class family living in small flat in Bombay. Both my father and Mother are working. I call her ‘Didi’ and since I am much younger than she is she call me ‘Sonu’.

Fantasy

Parisian Interlude

We arrive at the hotel in Paris after enjoying wine and a wonderful lunch on the Il de La Cite. You are stunning, in high heeled boots, cream colored dress and dark sunglasses, your hair windblown. You stand to the side as I check us in; you are nervous, full of anticipation. I know you are not wearing panties. I do not rush. Our bags are taken by the bellman and we ride the elevator to the top floor; our suite has a sitting room with tall windows, bar and sideboard, an ottoman, and a love seat. You use the bathroom, checking yourself out in the mirror, and washing your hands in the marble sink. You raise your skirt and inspect yourself; your pussy is trimmed but not bare. You touch her, not at all surprised to find wetness there. Your fingers make a trail up the side of your neck, then you smell your musk. You pull your dress down, smoothing the front, and you are ready. I am putting the Champagne on ice on the low table next to the couch and you come behind me. I stand as you embrace me from behind, pressing yourself into me, wrapping your arms around my chest. We stay like that for a moment then I turn and take your face in my hands, and kiss you. Your hands are at your sides, then grasp at my waist pulling my hips into yours. I unzip your dress, then lift your long hair, and kissing you on the neck behind your left ear I taste you. I break the kiss and sit down. “Turn” I say, and you turn slowly in front of me. I admire you from the side. “Those boots are hot” I say. You smile, looking down. You are glad that I am pleased with you. You present your back to me, and I say “Stop. Take off your dress.” Looking over your left shoulder you remove first one strap, then the other. It falls to the floor and you slowly step out of it. I am enjoying looking at your back; your shoulders strong and toned, back muscles rippling as you sway imperceptibly. Are you rubbing your thighs together? I resist the urge to reach out and grab your ass and pull you over my lap. That can wait. First I want to inspect your pussy. I stand up behind you and unhook your bra which then falls to the floor. Your nipples feel the coolness of the air and stiffen. I walk around you, looking you over. You are shy, you look at the floor until I raise your chin and kiss you again. “Sit”. You move backwards until you feel the couch on your calves, and you sit. “Put your hands behind you and sit up straight. Now, spread your legs for me. I want to inspect your pussy.” Your knees open, and there she is. Beautiful. You are looking down at me as I kneel in front of you. The back of my left hand touches your face. You are wondering what I will do next. I intend to savor you slowly, like the lunch we just had. I watch your chest move with your breath. You notice me looking at you and you straighten up, your breasts proudly thrust towards me. I cannot resist, and brush them in unison, again with the backs of my hands.
I turn my hands around, cupping them, and gradually working to the sensitive nipples with my fingertips. I roll each one between my thumbs and fingers, applying pressure, pulling them, finally pinching hard. I let go and you gasp. “You like that?” I ask. “Yes” you whisper.
I slap your face lightly. “Can’t hear you.” “Yes I like it.” I start the sequence again.
Backs of hands, then cupping, fingertips, roll, pinch, pull, and hold. This time I pull your face to mine, kissing you harder than before. I ask again “Like this?” You moan into my mouth. Still pulling your breasts, our tongues, teeth, lips are getting busy. I break the kiss, and letting go of your nipple I slap the tip of your right breast hard with the tips of my fingers. “You like that don’t you, dirty little bitch. You want me to do it again? Do you?” You nod, your lips trembling. I slap your face again, a little harder, and you say “Yes. Oh God yes.”
I have to resist the urge to rip off my pants, throw your legs over your shoulders and pound you until I pull out and cum all over you. I resist the urge to choke you with my cock until you can’t breathe, fucking your face until I fill your mouth with cum. I need to relax. I take a silk scarf out of my pocket and blindfold you with it. I reach to the side table and pour a glass of champagne. Hmmm, ice? I could have some fun with that. Maybe later. Kneeling before you I raise the glass to your lips and you drink. Some spills down your chest and I lick it from your body. I give you more. More spills, more licks to your breast and stomach.
You are still sitting up straight, and I complement you on your posture; Chest out, legs spread, on the edge of the couch, hands behind you. The couch is beginning to get damp underneath you. I light a cigarette, and hold it to your lips. I am thinking, do I use your mouth, letting go the first load on your face, then continue working on you? I am so hard and hot for you I am sure you could bring me off in no time. I stand, removing my pants and shirt, leaving the cigarette in your mouth. You start to reach for it and I say “hands”. You stop. The ash falls on your thigh, it is a little warm, just enough to be shocking. I reach for a cube of ice and place it on the ash, and you jump from the cold. I take it off, and hold it tight to your right nipple. I can still see the handprint from the smack I delivered there, and rub the ice on the mark. You breathe in sharply at the coldness of the ice, one breast cold, the other still tingling from my pinch. I take the cigarette from you, take a drag, and put it out. I take the ice away and suck your nipple into my mouth, sucking hard, moving the ice to your left nipple. The ice cube is in my palm and melts against your left breast, your side, and down to your sex. By the time I reach there it has all but melted. I’ll need to refresh my supply
but later. I am wondering, can I make you come just by touching your tits? I start massaging them again, kneading, stroking, pinching. I pull them together as I stand, and put my hard cock between them. You lean back as I slowly push between them, without any lube it is dry and there is plenty of friction. I rub the head of my cock back and forth while alternately pulling hard on your nipples and pushing your tits together. Your breasts are not too large, but firm and with nice dark nipples. You are breathing hard, the friction is building heat in your chest and that heat is traveling down. You get that familiar feeling in your stomach, and you are rocking your hips back and forth, attempting to get some clit contact. I am leaking pre cum, and as you feel the wetness I begin to speed up. I grab you by the hair and say “Open your mouth. Suck this fucking dick.” You obey. “Get it wet, I want to fuck your tits some more.” I pull your mouth off of me, kiss you, and pull your tits up again. This time my shaft is wet, and I slide right in. I pump 10 times before I need more lube. I pull your mouth back and you know what to do. You lift your right hand and I slap it away. My right hand holds your hair at the back of your head as I control your speed. You are sucking, taking my cock deep. I want to penetrate your mouth deeply, so that you can tongue my balls with my cock down your throat. But I don’t push. I know that you need time to get relaxed enough to deep throat. “You taste me? I am gonna cum. You better be ready I’m gonna cum. You want me to cum on your face, you dirty little whore? You want that?” You are trying to respond but I can’t understand you with your mouth full. I pull out, my cock is dripping with your saliva. I grab your hands and put one on my cock, the other on your pussy. You start rubbing your clit and moan. I pull your mouth to mine, kissing you and ask again “You want my cum, slut?” You say yes. I stand and admire you, the flush of your skin, your right hand rubbing your pussy while your left thumb rubs the wet spot just behind my glans. I pull off the blindfold. I want to see your eyes when I come all over your face.You open your mouth and stick out your tongue and I take my cock in hand and jerk it, hitting your tongue with the head. Both your hands are now free, one holding your belly while the other works circles around your wetness. “Ohh Godd” you say, just as the first few blasts begin covering your face. We are coming together, my dick in my right hand shooting into your open mouth while my left hand holds your chin in place. Time stands still, our souls soar out into a place where nothing but pure ecstasy exists. Your orgasm hits you hard, your face covered in my cum, your hands working your pussy hard and fast…

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End of the World – Chapter 2

When I woke up, even before I opened my eyes, I could smell the coffee from downstairs. That’s nice. The kids are making breakfast. Then I smelled the cooking ham and my stomach bolted. I jumped out of bed and ran to the bathroom. I made it just in time to lift the lid and then dumped the contents of my stomach. After another minute I was left with the dry heaves. Finally, when I seemed finished, I rose and flushed the toilet. I cleaned myself up and got into the shower. I wonder what it was that I ate last night that has gone bad. I’ll need to take a look and warn the kids.
I was sitting in front of the mirror brushing my hair when my brain finally turned on. You don’t have food poisoning, you idiot, you’re pregnant! Shit! I’ve been so careful and it happened anyway. Now what do I do. Do I keep it? Can I even find the right drugs here if I want to abort. If I keep it, how do I explain this to the kids? What do I say to Danny? We have been having sex almost every day for three weeks. How could I be so stupid? I’m not some silly teenager that thinks it can’t happen to her. I’ve had five kids.
When I got downstairs the kids were all gathered around the kitchen table talking. They had finished breakfast earlier but had saved some for me. Susan started dishing out some scrambled eggs and ham. “No Honey. I’m not really hungry right now. I’ll just have some coffee if you don’t mind. Maybe I’ll have some food later”. Susan got me some coffee and then returned to their conversation. I just sat there, sipping my coffee, staring off into space thinking.
The kids must have been trying to get my attention for a while. When I finally noticed their calling me they were all staring at me expectantly. “Mom, anybody home? We have been calling you for a while now. You seem to be a million miles away”.
“I’m sorry kids. I’m just thinking of all things we have to do this summer before winter comes around again. We need to finish the repairs to the house and the new fences. We need to plant more fruit and vegetables for canning. I guess my mind was off making all those plans”. They seemed fine with my explanation. “What did you want”?
Danny spoke up, “Susan and I have not worked together in a while. We thought it would be nice if we could work on the roof repair together. You want those bedrooms fixed soon and Susan is the best carpenter of the girls”.
When he finished I could see from the expression on his face he really did not expect me to allow the two of them to be alone together. Susan must have egged him into asking. Of course, with what Danny and I have been doing the last few months, it seems a bit hypocritical of me to say no, especially now with his baby in me. “I guess it would be okay”. They both smiled at each other. After a bit more joshing around everyone got up and started cleaning up the remains of breakfast.
I went to the closet and got a sweater and started putting it on. “Hey, kids. I’ve got some things I need to think about. I’m going out to Daddy’s spot for a while. Give me some alone time while I’m out there”.
Without waiting for any acknowledgement I opened the door and went outside. About 200 yards out from the house there was a small rise with several shade trees at the top. While we did not have my husband’s body, we still made a stone and marked a spot for him. I would sometimes come out and talk to him when I got depressed and was missing him. And I certainly needed to talk this out.
This would be our family plot, as we grew older. Then what I just thought hit me, “As we grew older”. There are only six of us now, maybe seven. When we are gone, that’s it. What happens to my kids when I’m gone? What happens to the world when we’re gone? We have not seen any sign of anyone in years now. We monitor the radio at least twice a week for a couple of hours and it was still silent. What happens if we get sick? We are bound to have the occasional accident. We have virtually no medicine and no doctors. Sure, I’m a nurse, and I know a lot, but I have huge limitations. Our numbers will gradually be reduced. I need to start teaching someone for when I am gone.
As I looked down at his marker I found it difficult to picture his face. Danny looked so much like his dad that I saw his face instead. “Honey, I’m sorry. I was weak. I’ve missed you and our sex together. It has been so many years and I just gave in”. I sat down in front of the marker where his body would have been if we had been able to recover it. “I’m going to keep the baby. It will be part of our family”.
For the next couple of hours I sat there thinking. It was still pretty chilly so I finally moved out so the sun could warm me. It took a couple more hours of thinking before I finally accepted what must happen and began my planning. It was lunch time when I finally returned to the house. Susan and Danny were in the kitchen making lunch for everyone. I pulled Danny aside to the living room. “Son, I know it is still a bit early in the spring but I want you to take a quick hunting trip around to the other side of the mountain”. I knew this would take him about three days at the minimum, one to get there, one to find something and then another to return.
“Mom, you are right, it’s pretty early. It will be hard to find anything, plus there won’t be as much meat on whatever I get as if we wait a couple of months”.
“I know. But I was looking at what we have and I would feel more comfortable if we could add a bit to it now”.
He nodded his head, “Ok. When do you want me to go”?
“I think tomorrow morning”. I wanted him to be away from the house as soon as possible so I could have a meeting with the girls. Things had to be decided before Danny could be included.
That night I helped Danny get everything ready. He checked his bow, got a couple of extra strings, made sure his quiver was full and then filled his backpack with some extra clothes and food. We had several guns in the house but my husband had always used the bow and now his son did the same. The guns were just there as an insurance policy in case they were necessary. Originally we thought they might be needed for safety.
When I went upstairs he was already in bed. I was feeling pretty guilty sending him off on an unnecessary trip, but I needed the time with the girls without him around. I quickly undressed and got into bed. As I slipped into bed beside him I got an idea that would ease my guilty conscience. It was also made easier by the decision I had come to earlier today.
“I know you don’t want to go on this hunt right now but perhaps this would help”. I pulled the covers down off him exposing his nude body. Then I slid down sideways in the bed facing his chest. I reached down with one hand, put in on his knee, and then slowly began softly moving it up to the crease at the top of his thigh and then back down again with a caressing touch. I moved up so my head was above his chest, I leaned down and kissed his chest and then moved over to the nipple closest to me and ran my tongue around it before sucking it into my mouth and flicking it with my tongue.
I could tell I was having the right effect on him as he began squirming around in bed. “Mom, do you want to get on top of me”?
“No, I have something else in mind”. I began moving down his chest kissing him lightly. When I reached his belly button I first ran my tongue around it and then vigorously thrust my tongue into it. He obviously liked it. His hips bucked up and something hard and wet bumped into my ear. I moved the hand that was caressing his thigh over and, with a thumb and forefinger, encircled the base of his cock and squeezed. He definitely likes this. I cupped his balls with my palm and fingers and his hips lifted off the bed and the head of his cock popped right up into my face. I turned around to look at him and he had his eyes closed. Well this should open them. I slid down a few inches so my head was poised right in front of the head of his cock. Even in the semi dark I could tell the head was glistening with lubricant. His hips were now moving up and down with my hand firmly gripped around him. I opened my mouth. The next time his hips lifted his cock up to me I just leaned forward and took him into my mouth just past the head of his cock.
A long groan escaped him. “Oh, mom. What are you doing”?
I did not say anything, just began moving my tongue around the head of his cock. I had rarely had oral sex with my husband. He was not a big proponent and I would rather have him in me. But I was really getting off on the reaction my son was having. His hips were really bouncing up and down now. He had put his hands on the back of my head and was pushing my head down his cock. I pulled back and turned to him. “Now I want you to try and not move too much. Just lay back and enjoy the sensations. And keep in mind that my mouth is not like my pussy. You can’t just stuff your cock all the way in it”.
“I’m sorry mom. It just feels so good. If you keep doing that I’m going to cum any minute now”.
“That’s okay. This is just for you. Cum anytime you feel like it”. With that I moved my hand away from the base of his cock so it was just my mouth and tongue that he could feel. I wanted him to concentrate just on the head of his cock.
His hips began thrusting up again. I knew he was getting close. “Mom, I’m going to cum. You need to move your head”. His voice sounded a bit frantic. How sweet, he was concerned I might not want him to cum in my mouth. I did not say a word. I just kept my head bobbing up and down and running my tongue over his cock. With one last grunt, he lifted his hips and held them. His cock seemed to grow even bigger and harder in my mouth. As I moved my tongue to the tip of the head, streams of hot liquid erupted from him into my mouth. The first hit the roof of my mouth and then covered my tongue. The streams kept coming. My mouth was already full with his cock, there was not much room for cum. I had to swallow. That gave me some relief. The jerks of his body became less intense and the streams smaller. When he was finally finished I gave his cock one last suck, in case he had any sperm left, and then cleaned him off with my tongue and swallowed one last time. I let his cock fall with a soft plop on his stomach and then turned towards him. He looked up at my face and touched the side of his mouth with a finger. I touched the side of my mouth and realized I had a line of cum from my mouth down to my chin. I stuck my tongue out to the side and licked off as much as I could reach. He watched with a small grin on his face. He put his arm out to the side. I reached down, pulled the covers up and then moved up alongside him and put my head on his shoulder and my arm across his chest.
He turned to look at me, “Mom, is there anything I can do for you now”?
I gave my head a small shake, “No Honey. I just wanted to do something special for you before you left”.
“Well that was certainly special”. He turned a bit on his side towards me and put his other arm around me. We were both coming down off the high and were beginning to drift off.
“I want you to be careful out there. You have a lot to return to back here”.
He gave me a sleepy “Huh”?
“Just be careful out there”.
He did not reply as he was already asleep. Just like a man. Shoots his sperm into a woman’s mouth and then falls asleep. I reached up and ran my fingers lightly over his face and then went to sleep myself.
The next morning when I woke, Danny was already gone. He had to have left before dawn as it was just getting light now. I got up and began my morning routine. Thank god no nausea this morning. When I got downstairs I made some coffee. I noticed we were almost out. Our supply has lasted quite a long time but not much longer. I took my cup and sat at the kitchen table to go over what I wanted to say to the girls one last time.
After about an hour and a couple more cups, I heard the sounds of the girls beginning to get up. I got up and began moving around the kitchen getting breakfast ready for them. Susan and Terri arrived first and began setting the table. Once Megan and Shelly arrived I began putting the food on the table.
Susan looked around and then asked, “Should I go get Danny”?
I tried to answer casually, “Danny won’t be here for a couple of days. He’s out hunting to restock our supply of meat”.
“Isn’t it awfully early for hunting? There is still snow on the ground a little higher up”.
“Well, it was a sudden decision. He wanted to get out for a while”. With a laugh I added, “Probably too much estrogen in the air around here for him”.
Susan still had a questioning look on her face, “He did not say anything about going out to me”.
“Well, like I said, it was a sudden decision. He made up his mind just last night”. To try and change the subject I added, “Come on, let’s eat before it gets cold”.
Everyone began digging in. I just sat and sipped my coffee, listened to the girls chatter, and in my mind I again ran over what I wanted to say. My thoughts were interrupted when Terri asked, “Mom, aren’t you going to eat”?
I smiled at her and replied, “I’m not really hungry this morning”.
When they were finished eating and had the dishes cleared I gathered up my nerve and spoke up, “Girls, I have a couple of things we need to talk about”. I motioned them to sit down at the table again. Once I had their attention I began, “You all know we have been monitoring the radio and TV to see if there is anyone out there. And Danny has been going over to watch the freeway in the valley. All these years we have been watching, and no sign of anyone. I think we have to accept the idea that there might not be anyone out there. We might be it”. I stopped to let it sink in.
Shelly spoke up first. “You think we might be the only ones left? When we’re gone that’s it”?
Susan broke in, “There must be people somewhere”.
“Girls, we have been listening on the radio and watching for seven years now. We have been broadcasting an ‘anybody out there?’ during that whole time with no response. I think if there was anyone out there we would have heard by now”.
The group got quiet. Megan finally spoke up, “What can we do”?
That was the question I was waiting for. “Well I have been thinking about that for the last few days. I think we are going to have to grow our family. We can start the repopulating here”.
All the girls were quiet. I could see they were thinking this through to its logical conclusion. The girls looked at each other and at me with a questioning look on their faces.
Finally Megan spoke what they must be thinking, “But Danny is the only boy”.
“Yes he is. He is the only one we have. We are five women and one man. For this to work he is our man”.
Looking at the girls faces I could see that Susan was not objecting, no surprise there. I could not tell what Shelly and Terri were thinking. They seemed to be neutral at this point. Looking at Megan’s face I could see she was not sold on the idea yet.
Megan looked at her sisters and then me, “Mom, Danny is our brother. I changed his diapers. I’m not going to jump into bed and do it with him”.
Susan jumped in, “If someone has to I will”.
Terri, not to be left out, “If Susan is I will”.
“Girls, if we are going to do this I think it should be everyone and we should go by age. And Terri, you are still too young”.
Terri folded her arms and sat back in her chair, “What do you mean I’m too young? You are always telling me I’m too young”.
“Well you are too young for this. You are still thirteen. I think you should be at least thirteen, maybe older”.
“You say I’m too young for everything”.
I needed to get control again, “And take a look at your brother. He is not a boy any longer. He’s now as big as your father was. Have you noticed how hard he works outside”?
But Megan was not being distracted, “You said by age. I’m the oldest. I don’t want to get pregnant first. I don’t want to get pregnant at all”.
This is going to take some work, “I understand. You still see Danny as a little boy you played with, teased, and yes, changed his diapers. But you have to look at the bigger issue here. I think we are all that is left. We have an obligation to rebuild and there is only one way to do that. There are no other options. And I think this is something that we should all do. But I am not going to decide this for you. I think you girls should vote on this. Majority wins. I will cast a vote only if there is a tie. Is that okay with everyone? Okay. I’m going to the next room for a few minutes so you all can discuss this among yourselves”.
As I got up the girls looked around at each other. I could see that Megan was trying hard to sway Shelly to her point of view. I pored my 6th cup of coffee and went into the front room. Once I was finished I returned to the kitchen. I looked around at the girls waiting for someone to say something. “Ready for a vote”? Everyone but Megan nodded their head. “In favor”? Terri, Susan and Shelly slowly raised their hands. After several seconds Megan raised her hand a few inches.
“Okay. Here is what we
.”
Megan interrupted me, “Does Danny know this? Have you already talked to him”?
“No. I have not talked to him yet”.
“What if he does not want to, you know, do it with us”?
“I don’t think that will be a problem. He is your brother, but he’s also a guy. They don’t always think with the big head”.
“Okay. Here is what we are going to do: We are almost finished with the repairs on one of the bedrooms. As soon as that is finished Danny will move into it. Starting with Megan, one of you will move in with him and stay with him for three months. That should be enough time to get pregnant. After three months you can move back to your own bedroom and the next sister gets to move in for her turn”.
Terri raised her hand.
I smiled when I saw that, “Terri, just speak up. You don’t have to raise your hand”.
She lowered her hand sheepishly, “Why three months? That seems like an awfully long time for each of us”.
“Well, contrary to some of the books you have read here and some of the movies we have, girls do not always get pregnant the first time they have sex. Sometimes it takes a long time. The three months will give us time to be sure. It will also space things out. We do not want to have everybody pregnant at the same time. We have a lot of work to do around here and now we will have even more. We will need to add on to the house so we will have room for the babies. Our lives will be changing quite a bit in the next few years”.
Megan had been looking at the floor for the last few minutes. While the other girls seemed agreeable I was sure she still had reservations. “Do any of you have any questions”?
Terri, Susan and Shelly all shook their heads. Terri leaned over and whispered to Susan and Susan’s face blushed.
I looked back to Megan, “Megan? Do you have any questions”?
With the sound of protest still in her voice she began, “I understand what you are saying, but I don’t see why the oldest has to go first. I don’t want to be the first to get pregnant”.
Okay, here’s the moment. I said, “Megan, you aren’t the oldest”, then I hesitated. I was having trouble finding the words to tell them that I had slept with their brother and was already pregnant. Well not exactly slept. That was my problem.
Megan interrupted me before I could go on, “Yes I am. Only you are older than I am”.
I nodded, “That’s my point. You will not be the first”. Then I just blurted it out, “I am already pregnant”.
I thought everyone’s jaw was going to hit the floor. They all began talking at once. “When”? “How”? I could see Susan was mad.
I held up my hand to get them to quiet down so I could explain. “It was an accident when it happened. We were in the same bed and I was having a dream about your father and I just got carried away. It is not Danny’s fault. It’s mine. But looking back on it now, this was something that had to happen. I will be in this with you”.
Then the girls all jumped up and came over to me all excited asking questions. Even Susan seemed over her anger and was asking questions with the rest of her sisters; “What was it like? When would the baby be born? Does Danny know”? And a hundred more like that.
I smiled at them. “It was nice. I’m about one month along and no, Danny does not know yet. So when he comes home do not say anything. Let me tell him. It can be pretty tough on a guy when he finds out he got a girl pregnant for the first time”.
Susan then asked, “So who wants to come help me with some fix-up on Danny’s bedroom? We can get a bunch of small stuff done before Danny gets back”.
As she looked around at her sisters they all nodded their heads yes, even Megan. They then all jumped up and ran off to get to work. I remained sitting. That was much easier than I had expected. I had expected something from semi acceptance to full-blown refusal. I had ended up with so much more. It appears I have willing participation from three and a half.
Okay, Danny. It’s time for you to come home now.

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Wizards of Waverly Place

This is a story about the Disney show Wizards of Waverly Place and the Russo family. Alex, the sister, Justin and Max, the older and younger brother, Alex’s friend Harper, and theit parents, Jerry and Theresa. Enjoy, and comment.
The school bell rang, and the students piled out into the hallways on a Friday afternoon.
Alexandra Russo walked through the halls of Tribeca Prep. Her fine young hips swayed from side to side and all of the boys turned to watch her walk by. Her firm ass bounced a little as she walked, eliciting a few wolf-whistles. Alex glared at those who did; she didn’t always appreciate the way people looked at her. Sure, she flaunted her looks a little, but she wanted people to like her for more than that.
I guess these clothes I’m wearing don’t help out that much. She thought to herself. The black yoga pants she wore molded to her body, showing off her long, shapely legs, her curvy hips, and slightly protruding womanly parts. The shirt was tight enough that it showed her flat stomach and breasts to perfection. It was cut low enough that her nipples were a bare 1 inch from popping out.
All in all, her curvy young body was greatly desired by all the boys in school. Except her two brothers, of course. God that would be weird. She had not yet been in bed with a guy, so they were all looking to pop her cherry.
Alex really had no idea if she wanted to have sex yet, but the urges were there. Anytime she looked at a cute guy, she couldn’t help getting a twinge in her stomach. And someplace else.
Especially looking at Jeff Pole.
With is long blond hair, bright blue eyes and athletic body, every time he looked at her it was like he pierced her through. Alex saw him just then, opening his locker. She admired the way his short sleeves showed off his bulging biceps. He turned and saw her staring at him.
Alex looked away quickly and tried to walk by him, but he stopped her.
“Hey Alex.”
“Hi Jeff.”
“Still need help with that Algebra homework?”
“Yeah, I’m not doing so well in that class.”
“I’ve noticed. So do you want to go to the school library and study?”
“Eh, not really. Once the bell rings I’m out of here.”
“Ha. I agree. Would you want to meet at your house? Or mine?”
Alex started to get that tingling in her body, thinking about being alone with Jeff. “Umm my house probably won’t work. I’ll either get pulled into working in the sandwich shop, making clothing with Harper, or if I escape that my brother Max is so annoying that we won’t get anything done.”
“Well my parents aren’t around tonight, so we wouldn’t have any distractions.”
“That sounds better. I’ll be there around six?”
“Perfect. See you.” Jeff closed his locker and walked down the hall toward the door.
Alex started walking toward her own locker, almost shaking with excitement. A whole night with Jeff! I can’t believe it!
The teenager reached her locker and put away her books, except her math one. I’ll need that. She thought, smiling to herself.
“Alex!” shouted Harper Finkle as she ran up to Alex. Harper was Alex’s best friend. More like sister, now that she lived with the Russo’s in Alex’s room. Before she lived in the garage, but it was winter now and that place got freezing. A bit thicker and heavier than Alex’s slim waist and 105 lbs, she was slightly less curvy and weighed about 120. But that didn’t make her that unattractive. She carried her thickness in a way that was sensual. The only thing that detracted from that was what she wore. Right now her dress was made of Doritos.
“Yes Harper?”
“I got us tickets to go see that new movie, Alice!”
“Ohh
.”
“Yeah! It’s at seven o’clock tonight!”
“Ohh. I don’t think I can go.”
“What!? Why?”
“I’m going over to Jeff Pole’s house tonight to study math.”
“Alex
you know that boy’s reputation.”
“What about it?”
“You know he’s one of those ‘womanizer’ types.”
“So? He’s cute.”
“Well
just make sure you keep your head about you. Don’t do anything stupid.”
“Like what?”
“Like sex. Not with him.”
“And why not? I’ll have sex with anyone I want to!”
“Have your first time with someone you really care about!”
“I do care about him! You’re just jealous!”
“Why would I be jealous?”
“You know. Our ‘experiments’.”
“What? How could I be jealous of that?”
“Whatever. I’m going to his house tonight, and you can’t change my mind! I’m not saying I’m actually going to have sex, but if it happens, it happens.”
“Maybe I can’t change your mind. But I CAN tell your dad where you are going.”
“You wouldn’t!”
“Watch me.”
“Or I could just put a freezing type of spell on you and keep you that way until after. Or I could wipe your memory of this talk. Take your pick.”
Alex could see real fear behind Harper’s eyes and she felt bad about it, but she wouldn’t let anyone influence her life. Because Alex was not just a normal hot teenager. She was a hot WIZARD teenager with spells and potions at her disposal. Of course no one outside of the wizard world was supposed to know about it. But Harper had been such a good friend to Alex that her family-her father, Jerry, her mother Teresa, her older brother Justin and younger brother Max had decided to let Harper in on the secret. And Harper was afraid of their powers.
She could see Harper hesitate, knew she had made her point, slammed her locker shut and walked out the school doors to the alley where she teleported home from.
At home, Alex walked into the Lair to study her magic for the day. Inside, Justin and Max sat on the chairs around the low table, playing wizard chess. Wizard chess was no different than real chess, except for the fact that the pieces responded to voice commands, moved according to commands, and when they attacked the other pieces, they really attacked. Right now, Justin was crushing Max. Not surprising. Max was probably one of the dullest people Alex knew.
“Alex! I almost beat Justin!” exclaimed Max.
“And what universe are you from?” asked Justin.
“I did! I was one move away from a checkmate!”
“You were on move away from a checkmate if we had been playing CHECKERS!”
“Ohhhh.”
Alex shook her head at her brother’s bickering, and Max’s idiocy. She sat down next to Justin on the couch. He wasn’t quite on the far side, more in the middle, so when she sat down her shoulder was touching his shoulder and her knee touching his knee.
“So what trouble are you getting into tonight, Alex?” asked Justin, after commanding his queen to put Max’s king in checkmate. The younger boy threw up his hands in frustration.
“None.”
“Oh sure. It’s a Friday night; your always out doing something prankish.”
Maybe I’ll be doing SOMEONE.
“I’m getting help for math.”
“Really. From who?”
“Jeff Pole,” she muttered under her breath.
“Jeff Pole? The sport jockey?”
“Yes.”
“Alex
you know what those boys are like.”
“Jeff isn’t like that.”
“No? So all the stories I hear in the gym locker room from his own mouth aren’t true?”
“No. And I’m going there to study math, not ‘fool around’.”
“Just make sure you keep it that way.”
“What do you care?”
“You’re my younger sister. Of course I care.”
“You’ve never shown it before. But whatever. What are you doing tonight?”
“I, have a date,” he said in a superior tone.
“One of those nerds, yet again?”
“No! And what do you mean ‘yet again’? It was once!”
“And it wasn’t pretty. Who is she?”
“Isabelle Walker.”
“Liar.”
“I’m not!”
“She would have to be blind. And deaf! To want to date you.”
Isabelle Walker was a junior, the same year of Alex and one year below Justin. But she was one of the most popular and hottest girls in the school, same as Alex herself. Isabelle was a four and a half foot Asian whose breasts probably weighed more than her body herself, rumored to be 43 D size.
“”Not true.”
“Sure. Leave me alone, I want to study.”
Justin fell silent and started yet another game with Max.
An hour later found Alex Russo standing stark naked in from of the mirror that was attached to her door. She ran her hands over her smooth skin, over her firm, perky breasts, her flat, toned stomach, and lower.
Her fingers ran over her pussy lips once, sending a small wave of pleasure through her body. I should really save this for Jeff, if he wants it. Her hand ran over it again. But I suppose once can’t hurt.
Alex continued the passes on her pussy with her hand, the interval between each becoming shorter and shorter each time until her fingers just stayed there. She massaged the lips of her vagina, faster and faster and faster until she felt ready to slip two of her fingers inside. She hadn’t yet been able to put three in, she was too tight.
It became more and more pleasurable and it got harder to keep standing up. Her fingers finally made it all the way in, and she began thrusting in and out. Waves of pleasure coursed through her body as she went faster and faster. Her left hand traveled up her stomach to her right breast were she tweaked and circled the dark, inch wide areola and hard nipple.
The young wizard moaned going yet faster and faster with her hand, picturing in her mind Jeff thrusting in and out of her with his hard cock. She came to her climax then and gasped as her cunt spasmed, forcing her to sit down on the ground. Alex slowed down the motion of her fingers in and out of her pussy gradually, until she stopped and just sat there in ecstasy.
While that was the best orgasm she had ever brought herself to, it paled in comparison to what Harper could do. How does she do it so well? Using her tongue probably helps. I wish I could have a portable mouth that
wait, I could. Create a spell! I’ll have to remember that.
Now it was time to get ready. She opened up her closet doors and shifted through the extensive inventory of items. Alex decided to go with something close to what she had been wearing to school, black yoga pants with a tight, low cut royal blue top. She spent a minute deciding whether or not she should wear a bra. Hmm no, I think I will. I’m not one of those school sluts.
An hour later, Alex stood outside of Jeff Pole’s house with her backpack. It was big, but not huge, squished between two larger ones. Alex walked up the walkway to the stairs and pressed the doorbell. She could hear the shrill noise of the bell ringing through the house, and the patter of socked feet against hardwood floor. The big door swung inward and Jeff stood where the door had been, wearing basket ball shorts and a Nike shirt.
“How’s it going, Alex?”
“Good, Jeff.”
“Ready to do this?”
“As I’ll ever be.”
“Come on in.”
Jeff stepped back to let Alex by and shut the door behind her.
“Down the hall to the left.”
Following the directions, Alex found himself in a living room with several couched, a coffee table and a large, flat screen TV. Jeff walked past her and sat at the edge of one couch, and motioned Alex to join him.
Alex complied, sitting at the opposite edge of the couch as him.
“What are you doing? We can’t be three feet away to study math! Scoot over here.”
Hesitantly, Alex slid her butt over on the couch to sit a mere foot from him. Jeff slid her way so that their hips were touching. Alex took her math book out of the bag and placed it on her lap.
Jeff helped Alex with her homework for a good half an hour, and then they just sat and talked for about ten minutes. After that, they just sat there in silence. Jeff leaned in slowly, and kissed Alex on the lips. Softly. She didn’t respond, and Jeff pulled away. But Alex put her hands behind his head and pulled him back into a more passionate kiss. Her hands slid down to his chest and she pushed him back over the arm of the couch. Alex swung her leg over Jeff’s hips so she was straddling, as their tongues entwined fiercely.
Jeff slid his hands down her back to the end of her shirt, and pulled it up her back. They parted mouths for three seconds as Jeff pulled the whole shirt off of her. They went back to frenching, tongues all the way in each other’s mouths. Alex moved her hand down Jeff’s chest to the hem of his shirt, taking that off in the same way Jeff had taken hers. Then Jeff put his hands around her waist and lifted her off him, standing her on the floor.
“What are you doi
”
Jeff pulled down Alex’s yoga pants to her ankles and she stepped out of them, revealing her lacy black panties, matching her thin bra. She bent down and grabbed Jeff’s basketball shorts and slid them off of him. She immediately sat back down on his lap, resuming kissing. Alex could feel Jeff’s erection through the thin material of his boxers and her panties, resting on her pussy. She grounded her hips into him, stimulating her clit as well as Jeff’s penis.
Jeff pulled his mouth away from hers and started kissing her cheek, neck and ear. He slid his fingernails down Alex’s back again and Alex shivered under his touch. He reached her underwear and started to pull them off.
“Wait
Jeff
I’ve never done this before. Can we take this slower, please?”
“Don’t worry Alex, I’ve done this plenty f times before,” he replied, in between kissing her neck and chest, moving down lower all the time.
“Really,” she said, pushing herself off of him, sitting back so that he had to stop kissing her and sit back himself. “With who, exactly?”
“Well
several girls.”
“So I’m not that special then.”
“You are! You’re my favorite of them all!”
“Of them all. I wanted my first time to be special! With someone I love and someone who I know loves me!”
“Alex stood up off the couch and grabbed her pants, pulling the tight leggings back on, and did the same with her shirt. She grabbed her backpack and started to run out the door.
“Where are you going?!” Jeff yelled as she left.
“HOME!!” She screamed back, starting to sob. “Thanks for the math help, jerk!”
Alex opened the front door and slammed it behind her. She was so angry that she didn’t bother teleporting home instead she practically sprinted home the mile and a half of New York sidewalk. She got home and immediately ran into her room, storming past her parents and Max in the living room, and threw herself on her bed, crying.
Harper came up a couple of hours later, but didn’t even asking her what was wrong, merely go to the bathroom and get in bed herself.
Justin Russo’s night hadn’t gone that well, either. He had taken his date, Isabella out to see Alice. All had been going fine until he leaned into to kiss her for the first time. A small projectile hit him in the side of the neck as he came within an inch of her lips, and he jerked back and slapped his neck violently. When Isabelle looked at him strangely, he muttered something about a fly and looked around furtively for his assailant. But there was no one sitting behind him in the last three rows.
Justin turned back around and picked up his drink, lifting it to his mouth to take a sip. Another small object hit his cup, at just the right angle to tip the drink, slipping it over Isabelle’s lap. Isabelle stood up abruptly in shock and looked at Justin. She picked up her own drink and dumped it on his head. She walked out of the row and out of the theatre. Justin shrunk back into his seat as the other people in the theatre turned around in curiosity.
He finally gathered his courage and eventually followed Isabelle out of the movie. With his head down his eyes darted to the side to check again for a person sitting behind him, but there was no one.
So Justin went home, took a shower to wash of the Mountain Dew, finished up some homework and hopped in bed.
I really wonder who that was who ruined my evening.
Minutes later, Justin head footsteps go up the stairs and enter the bathroom that was in between his and Alex’s room. Justin’s room was the first door on the right coming up the stairs, with the bathroom and then Alex’s. Max’s room was directly across the hall from the bathroom, and there was a hall closet after that. The hallway then went down for about ten feet and ended with a door on the right, which was Justin’s parents, Jerry and Theresa’s room.
Several minutes later the person excited the bathroom. Who could it be at this hour? Justin rolled out of bed and opened his door slowly. He stepped out onto the carpeted hallway, his bare feet padding silently the few feet to the open bathroom door. He walked inside and looked around, noticing that Harper’s toothbrush was the only one still wet.
I wonder what Harper was doing out so late? Justin turned to walk back out of the bathroom when an object in the trash attracted his attention. A single movie ticket sat on top of the tissues and other trash in the barrel. Justin reached down and picked it up. It was to the move Alice, at the exact same time and exact theatre that Justin and his date had been in.
Odd, I didn’t see her there
oh.
So it had been Harper who had been his mysterious assailant, he thought as he walked back into his bedroom. Not surprising really. Ever since Harper had known the Russo family, she had had a huge crush on Justin, one of the main reasons that he had not liked the idea of her moving into the garage. Now she slept in Alex’s room, because over the winter the weather got too cold to bear, and even though it was late spring, she hadn’t moved back down.
Dammit Harper! Why can’t you leave me and my dates alone! If it hadn’t been for you, I would have gotten that kiss, and most likely more.
The thought of that “more” caused Justin to think about it more, and soon he was sprouting a boner as the blood rushed from his head to his other head. He lifted up his sheet to look at his not-completely-erect boner. I don’t want to deal with this right now.
So he rolled over on his side and tried to ignore it, hoping it would go away and he could sleep. But his mind kept inevitably turning back to his fantasies, and he knew he would never be able to sleep. So he rolled back to his back and brought his hand down to his cock and started to pump it up and down. Justin’s toes flexed as the tingling feeling spread, making him light headed. He could feel the pressure building in his balls and the top of his cock.
At that exact moment, the door to his room opened and Alex stepped in. Justin reached down quickly and grabbed the sheet, pulling it up to his waist. His cock felt to his stomach and the sheet covered it. It was quick enough that he didn’t think Alex saw him jerking off.
“Justin? Are you awake?” She asked in a quiet voice.
“Yeah Alex. What is it?”
“I’m upset and Harper and I had a falling out and she’s not talking to me.”
“Ohhh
”
“Can I stay in here for a little bit?”
“Okaaay
”
“Thanks.”
Alex walked up to the bed and sat down on the left side. From the dim light coming in from the window, Justin could see her back clearly and that she wore only a big tee-shirt that went down halfway between her knees and hips. He couldn’t tell if she wore shorts or underwear under that.
“Not a good night at Jeff’s house?” He asked.
“No, not at all.”
“What happened, exactly?”
“Oh, nothing. Just realized how much of a jerk he is.”
“Ah.”
“How ‘bout yours?”
“My what?”
“Your date.”
“Didn’t turn out to well, either. Someone sabotaged it.”
“Harper?”
“How’d you know?”
“She told me that she had gotten tickets for that movie. Thing is, she never wanted to see it before. So she must have had a higher motive.”
“She did.”
They both fell silent, and Justin wondered when Alex would leave. The problem I his groin area wasn’t curing itself, and he wanted to take care of it. But she didn’t leave. She did something totally unexpected. She lifted the covers with her right hand and pivoted on her butt to slide her legs underneath the sheets, throwing then back over herself. Justin had a twin size bed, so she nudged him with her hips for him to slide over. He obeyed, and rolled to his side, facing away from Alex. Alex rolled over as well and pressed up against his back. Her left arm went over his side and her hand rested on her chest., and her right arm wormed itself under his side and let it lay there. Justin could feel Alex’s breasts pressing up against his back. It wasn’t helping his boner.
You’d better stop that, Justin. It’s getting dangerously close to incest.
But it didn’t stop. He could feel her breathing. Heat it, and feel it in his own chest. They lay there for a good ten minute, and it sounded to Justin that Alex had fallen asleep. But he knew that he wouldn’t be able to. He was about o move out from underneath her sleeping embrace, when her hand began to move. In her sleep, Alex’s right hand slowly slid down Justin’s chest, the stomach, and then

Alex Russo was dreaming. She was spooning with Jeff Pole. He was naked. She slid her hand down hi front side and grabbed his erection. It felt like 5 to 7 inches long. And hard. But then Jeff spoke.
“Alex? Alex what are you doing?”
“Alex? Alex what are you doing?” Asked Justin franticly.
“Wha
what?”
“Alex wake up.”
“What’s the matter
?”
“Let go of me, Alex.”
Alex opened her eyes and realized that it wasn’t Jeff’s cock that she was holding, but her older brothers. She let go quickly.
“Justin, I don’t know what happened. I was sleeping, and
”
“It’s okay Alex, you were dreaming, no fault of yours. Let’s just not have it happen again.” But however Justin could pretend it was wrong; he couldn’t deny how much he liked it. They lay there for awhile, and Alex didn’t move away from her spooning position. Severel minutes into their silence, Alex spoke.
“Justin?”
“Yeah?”
“Why did you have an erection?”
“What?”
“Was it because of me?”
“What? No! Of course not. You’re my sister!”
“I know. But still. It would be okay if you did.”
“No it wouldn’t! We’re family! Its incest!”
“I know. But think about it; neither of us can find the right person, who we love and who loves us. And we’re brother and sister. We love each other.”
“Yeah but we’re family. It can’t happen.”
“But
”
“No buts. Now go to sleep.”
Again, they both went silent. Two minutes later, Alex spoke again.
“Well can I at least see it?”
“What?! No!”
“Aw c’mon Justin. I’ve never seen one. And touching it just then was
nice.”
“So?”
“Just roll over.”
Alex pulled her arms away from him and sat up on the bed. Justin rolled over to his back slowly. Alex reached to the corner of the sheet on Justin’s side and peeled it back to his feet. His cock lay there for her to see, lying up at his belly button. She reached out with her right and poked it. It moved, and she smiled. She poked it again and then took hold.
“It’s so
soft. And hard. At the same time.” She squeezed gently, and Justin groaned with pleasure. “I’m guessing you like that.”
“Well
yeah. But we shouldn’t be doing
”
“Shhh.” Alex put a finger to his lips. “It’s okay. What no one knows can’t hurt them, right?”
Alex moved her hand up and down on his shaft, and Justin moaned again. Alex soon picked up the speed of her hand motions, faster and faster, feeling better and better.
“Alex! Alex I’m going to cum soon.”
“Good. I’ve always wanted to watch that.”
She bent down closer for a better look, not knowing just how close Justin was to erupting. He mooaned and groaned until he could hold it in no longer. His hips started to raise of the bed.
“Uhh I’m coming!”
Alex moved her hand faster and faster, and felt the tremors going up his cock. Then it shot its load up in the air, where it hit Alex’s face. The first strand hit her cheek, then her nose, then her forehead and then hair. Instinctively, she bent forward and took the head into her mouth. Justin felt something hot and wet enclose the tip of his dick and opened his eyes to see Alex’s mouth on his cock and started to cum even more. One. Two. Three strands of cum hit the back of her mouth and soon it was filled to the brim. When Justin finally stopped squirting, Alex slowly sat up, mouth open with Justin’s cum slowly dripping out and down her chin. She closed her eyes, closed her mouth and tipped her head back. Justin could see her swallowing. When her mouth was again empty, she bent back down and sucked Justin’s cock until it was clean. When his wilting cock was clean, she sat up and looked at Justin.
“So did I do it right?”
“Well
yeah. But Alex
we shouldn’t have done that. And by the way, you have some on your face.” He raised his hand to her face and wiped the cum off with his finger, and Alex grabbed his wrist, taking the finger in his mouth and sucking it dry.
“Why not?”
“Because! Its wrong, we’re family!”
“So? That doesn’t mean anything. I’m a girl, you’re a boy, we love each other. Nothing wrong with that!”
“I’ve never really thought of it like that.”
“It’s because you grew up believing what our parents told us. You’ve got to go outside their boundaries sometimes to experiment.”
“True.”
“In fact, lets do some more experimenting right now.”
“I’m up for that.”
Alex leaned down and kissed Justin and he kissed her back. He sat slowly up while they kissed, biting each other lips and tongues, tenderly yet with passion. He reached down and took hold of her shirt, lifting it off her head and she raised her arms to make it easier. He could see the plain white panties. She wasn’t wearing a bra. IN the moonlight, Justin could see her breasts and his crotch started to stir again. He stopped kissing Alex’s mouth and traveled down, kissing her neck, her shoulder, and her breast. Justin took the right nipple in his mouth and started sucking, flicking it with his tongue. Alex moaned with pleasure and rose up on her knees so that he didn’t have to bend down too far. Justin could tell that she had sensitive nipples by the way she shivered. Justin placed his hands around her waist and slid his pinky’s under the waistband of her panties, slowly pulling them down. Alex moved her hips from side to side so they slid off easier. They reached her knees and Alex pulled her chest back from Justin’s mouth so she could sit down and let the panties go all the way off. Justin tossed them to the ground.
He could see Alex’s shaven pussy, the slightly puffy lips and the clitoris hood. His heart started racing and it pumped blood faster into his cock at the sight of his first real pussy, and his cock grew to its full seven and a half inches. Alex looked in his eyes and asked “You ready?”
“You bet.”
Justin pushed Alex’s shoulder back on his bead until she was lying flat down, her legs opened slightly. He positioned himself between her legs and put his hands on her knees, pushing them farther apart. Alex reached down and took his cock in her hand, positioning it at the entrance to her vagina. Justin pushed slowly in, making sure not to hurt her. He felt the tip of his cock against her hymen and thrusted forward quickly through it. She gave a short cry of pain, and Justin stopped, just laying on her. When her quick breathing stopped she told him that she was ready and he went in farther until he was all the way in. Then he retraced almost all the way and then back in. Out. In. Out. In. Out. In. He picked up speed and thrusted harder and faster, and Alex moaned with pleasure, grinding her hips back up into him.
She climaxed and cried out, Justin’s cock awash with her juices. He continued going in and out, until she stopped shaking. When she did, she put her hands on his shoulder and pushed up to the side so that he was lying down. She sat up n him and sat down on his hard cock.
“Now it’s your turn.” She said.
Alex moved her hips up and down, stimulating Justin’s cock and causing him to groan. Her breasts flopped up and down and Justin reached up to grab them, playing and needing them with his hands. Alex moved faster and faster, ass slamming up and down on his thighs. Justin could feel himself starting to climax again for the second time in 30 minutes. He knew he was going to cum in Alex’s pussy soon, and

“Alex! Stop! I don’t have a condom on!”
But Alex kept moving. “Don’t worry,” she whispered in his ear. “I’m on birth control.”
“What
? Why?”
“Bad periods. Now shut up and just enjoy it.”
Justin did, and felt himself even closer, his bare cock being pleasured with her incredibly tight pussy. “Uhhhh” he moaned, and released. He came, cum filling up Alex’s pussy, dripping back down to the base of his cock. Alex slowed down, milking the last of his sperm. When he stopped, she stopped and collapsed on his chest, both of them breathing hard.
“Did you like it?”
“Absolutely! You amazing Alex, I love you.”
“I love you to, Justin.”
They fell silent, about to fall asleep. Then the door to his room opened. Justin felt his heart stop.
FUCK!
“Um. Guys? What are you doing?” Asked Max, there thirteen year old brother as he came into the room.

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