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Hi, my name is Holly. I have been very sexually active a long time. I thought maybe someone might like to hear my story.
I guess the first time I had any sexual feelings was when I was about five years old. I noticed when I rode my tricycle I would get this funny feeling between my legs. It always felt nice, especially when I moved from side to side on the seat. I rode my bike every chance I got and when I wasn’t I would rub myself between my legs to get that same feeling. Mom was constantly telling me to stop telling me nice girls didn’t do that.
When I was eight years old during the summer vacation my brother Bobby, who was a year and a nine months older, and I played doctor and patient. I remember he told me to take my clothes off so he could examine me. I loved my brother very much and I did prettu much what he told me. He had a children’s Dr.’s kit and would listen to my heart beat with his stethoscope and checked my ears & mouth with this pointed thing with a light. He told me to lie down on my bed and spread my legs so he could check my pee hole. I giggled and said what you want to do that for. He said to check for any diseases. I giggled some more and said oh Bobby you know I don’t have any disease. He told me he needed to check anyway. He bent over and put that pointed thing into my peehole and looked. Then he took two fingers and spread my pee hole lips apart. He looked real close and then he tried to put his finger in. It was too tight so he sucked on his finger and this time he was able to put it inside my hole. He kind of rolled his finger around and moved it up and down my tiny slit. I giggled and told him it felt funny but kind of nice too. He began to push his finger in and out of my pee hole and I had to admit I liked it. He then told me to turn over and he spread my but and inserted the instrument into my butt and then shoved his finger up my butt hole. I told him that it hurt and to please stop but he spit on my hole and kept on pushing his finger in and out of it. His spit made it feel a lot better but not as good as when he had it in my front hole.
That night after Mom & Dad put us to bed and we had said our prayers I snuck over and got in bed with Bobby. I asked him to put his finger into my pee hole again like when we played Doctor. I pulled up my night tee and pulled down my panties spreading my legs so he could do it. Bobby said OK but only for a little while he said he was sleepy. This time I spit on my hand and rubbed it on my pee pee hole. Bobby inserted it inside me and began to push his finger in and out of me. I laid back and closed my eyes because it felt so good. After a few moments I asked him to put two fingers in and to go a little faster. He did but it took a little while because I was so tight on his fingers. It felt even better than with one finger. I could feel a tingle down there and I began to breathe a little faster. After about ten minute’s He said that’s enough I’m tired and want to go to sleep. I reluctantly said OK and gave him a kiss and went back to my own bed. I rubbed myself for awhile before going to sleep.
After that night I remember asking him to do it once or twice a week. I used the excuse that I couldn’t sleep and he would do it most of the time. One night just before school started it was real hot. Our swamp cooler was on the fritz and Bobby and I took our night clothes off. I jumped in bed with Bobby because I wanted to have him finger me. I noticed his little pee pee. I don’t know why but I reached over and took a hold of it and began to play with it. He scooted around so that I had better access to it as he fingered me. He said he liked it and that I made him feel good. I was real happy because I could make him feel good. For the next six months we enjoyed playing with each other. Just after I had turned nine we were playing our game and for no apparent reason I bent over and kissed it and took it into my mouth and began to suck it. Bobby began to moan and said that it really felt nice and that I could do it anytime I wanted to; which turned out to be every time we played our little game. One night about six months later Bobby’s dick (he told me that was what the guys called it) grew larger and got real hard while I was sucking. It was a lot easier to suck his dick because it was about four inches long. He really must of liked it because he moaned a lot. I was enjoying his fingering my pussy (Bobby told me that was what my pee hole was called) because now it would get all wet all by itself without my having to spit on it.
A few weeks later I was sucking on his dick when he stopped fingering my pussy and grabbed my head and held tight and his dick was all the way in my mouth when suddenly it started squirting this slimy sticky stuff. I choked and swallowed some and spit out the rest. Bobby said “OH my god that felt so good sis, I don’t know what it was but it was wonderful.” I said shit Bobby what was that stuff? “I don’t know, but what ever it was it sure felt good. Thank you Sis I sure hope you can make me do that again.” I wasn’t sure I wanted too but the look on his face made me want to please him.
In the meantime as I was growing up I noticed that men and boys would look at me when ever I had a dress on and parted my legs. The boys just stared but the men would try to pretend they weren’t looking up my dress. For some reason it excited me when the men would look. When ever we were at a restaurant or in public I would casually part my legs and let whoever happened to be looking my way to get a peek. It got to be a game. Some times I would give a little peek and other times I would open wide and let them see my panties. One time we went to this Pizza place and I didn’t wear any panties. There was this one guy who couldn’t take his eyes off me. I would give him a little peek and then I would pretend to be doing something and I would open my legs real wide letting him see my pussy. I almost laughed out loud because I thought his eyes would come out of their sockets. When we left I gave him a big smile. He almost fell off his chair.
Some times when I sat on Dad’s lap I would feel this bulge grow in Dad’s pants. When that happened I would try to rub on it the same way I use to do when I rode my bicycle. The bulge would start to get real big and Dad always lifted me off his lap and set me down next to him. When ever Mom’s brother Uncle Paul was over and I sat on his lap he would not remove me when his bulge got bigger. I liked that because I could rub my pussy across his bulge. It always made me wet and feeling good. Mom had two older sisters Terry the oldest and Maureen and were each two years apart. Paul was five years younger than Mom. I found out years later that Mom was three months pregnant with Bobby when she got married to Dad on her eighteenth birthday. Dad was twenty and in the Navy at the time. They had been high school sweethearts. Terry had three kids, two boys Teddy and Peter and a girl named Barbara. Teddy was five years older than me and Peter was two years younger followed by Barbara who was eighteen months younger than Peter. Maureen had two kids John and Nathan. John was two years older than me and Nathan was a month younger than I was.
Whenever we had a family get together the kids ate in the kitchen and the grown ups in the big dinning room. When Bobby was about seven he started sneaking under the dinning room table just before the grown ups sat down. He said that Aunt Maureen didn’t wear any underwear and that she had this great big gob of dark brown hair around her pussy. He said he liked to look at her pussy and Moms also. He said Mom always had these skimpy panties and it looked like she shaved herself because he could not see any hair around or thru her panties. He said Aunt Terry had a lot of hair like Aunt Maureen and would stick out on each side of her panties. He would stay under the table until after they were thru eating. We only got together once or twice a year at our house. I remember when Bobby was ten he told me that year at Christmas Maureen had her legs wide apart and what possessed him to do it I’ll never know. He reached between her legs and shoved his finger up into her pussy. She jumped slightly and looked under the table. He said she smiled at him and sat back up. Since she didn’t say anything or acted mad he began to finger fuck her right there at the table. He said she kind of scooted forward in her chair and he was able to get his whole hand inside her hole. He said he pretended his hand was a battering ram and he shoved it in and out of her. He said his hand went in clear above his wrist. He said she got so wet white stuff was running out of it. After about five minutes of his raming her she closed her legs tightly keeping his fist inside her pussy and he said he felt her trembling and heard her let out a gust of breath. She then reached down and removed his hand and indicated for him to stop. Later he said she took him aside and told him he was a naughty boy and the only reason she let him continue was she didn’t want him to get into trouble and get a spanking from Dad. However the next fourth of July get together she let him do it to her again. I found out years later when he was fifteen he started fucking her, but that’s another story.
One night Bobby snuck a magazine into the bedroom he had found in the garage hidden in a cubbord. The picture’s showed women doing to men what I had been doing to Bobby. It showed men licking a women’s pussy and Men putting their dicks into women’s pussy. Bobby asked me if I wanted to try some of the things in the pictures. I said sure. I didn’t know why but looking at those pictures made me feel funny between my legs. Bobby propped the magazine between his pillow and head board. He pointed to one picture showing a man kissing a ladies pussy. “Lets do that he said.” OK, I said. He spread my legs and got between them and started to kiss me down there. When he stuck his tongue between the folds of my little pussy and licked me I thought I would die it felt so good. The more he licked the wetter I got and when he ran his tongue to the upper part of my pussy I thought someone was giving me a shock from a battery. He kept licking me and I felt something building up between my legs. I was in a state of ecstasy. When Bobby stopped I wanted him to keep licking but he said his tongue and jaws were tired. We heard Mom coming to tuck us in so Bobby put the magazine under the bed and I jumped back into my own bed.
The next night we waited until Mom tucked us in and went back to the living room to watch TV. We started our usual routine with Bobby fingering my tight pussy and my sucking on his dick. When he got hard I told him I wanted him to put it inside my pussy.
We looked at the magazine to see how we were supposed to do it. I took off my night gown and spread my legs with my knees up just like the picture. He took off his pajama bottoms and took his dick and put it into the entrance to my little pussy. He began to push it inside me. It took a lot of pushing and spiting on it. Finally it went in and Bobby began to push in and out of me. After about five minutes he grabbed my butt and forced himself all the way in me and I felt him spurting that sticky stuff into my pussy. Then he got off me and laid back on his back with a great big smile on his face. I wanted him to keep going but I could see his little dick had grown soft.
For the next year we fucked two or three times a week but as much as I liked Bobby fucking me it always ended up the same way. Like when Mom or Dad promise to take us to our favorite amusement park and we would get all excited and then they would tell us something came up and we couldn’t go. Oh what a let down. Well that’s what it felt like when Bobby would fuck me, I’d get real excited and my pussy would feel like it was on fire and then nothing when Bobby had finished squirting his jizz into me.
About a month after my eleventh birthday Bobby was fucking me I got that usual feeling like my pussy was alive and on fire it felt so good. Suddenly I felt like my whole body released thru my pussy, a tremendous release within my body. It was the most wonderful feeling I had ever felt. Like a heavy burden was lifted from my shoulders. I could hardly wait to get home from school the next day and have dinner and get to bed. We started off by eating each other for a short while in order to get Bobby hard and for my pussy to lubricate. It felt so nice when bobby slid his dick inside me. This night I was really wet from anticipation and when Bobby’s dick began going in and out of my pussy much faster than before and I felt that wonderful sensation again well up inside me. Bobby was pumping his dick in and out of me when my pussy exploded and I felt a liquid come out of me. Bobby was lasting a lot longer and I soon had another of those terrific sensations before I felt him squirt his hot liquid up inside me. Soon after I learned they called it Cuming or having an orgasm.
After that night we were fucking at least once and some times twice a day. I felt like I wanted Bobby inside me all the time. We even fucked in the bathroom at school sometimes. One weekend Bobby had his friend Carl stay over for the weekend. So Friday we weren’t able to do anything. By Saturday night I was fit to be tied. I was really horny. I told Bobby I really needed him to fuck me. He said he couldn’t with Carl there unless maybe I would let him fuck me too. Ah shit Bobby I can’t do that, besides he would tell someone and the next thing everyone in school would know. Well then you will just have to wait until Sunday night. Oh shit, I said and stomped out of our room.
I had to sleep on the couch while he was visiting. I was laying there about ten o’clock wide a wake with my pussy dying to be fucked. I had already finger fucked my self twice. Finally I jumped up and went to our room. I listened at the door and could hear them whispering. I barged in and said OK Bobby if he promises on his mothers grave never to tell I’ll do it. Carl looked at me with a dumb founded look. Bobby said, “Carl, will you promise on your mother’s grave never to tell if you learned something that could hurt Holly’s reputation?” “I guess so,” he said. Bobby then said, we are best friends right? “Your darn right we are,” Carl said. Bobby asked him how would you like to fuck Holly? Oh my god, oh shit yes. I promise never to say anything.” Are you satisfied Holly? I guess so. Bobby said you are our guest so you get to go first.
I thought, oh shit now what do I do. Bobby solved the problem, he said lets all get undressed and get into bed. Bobby asked Carl if he had ever fucked anyone before. Carl said yes, for the last six months he had been fucking his step sister. Carl’s older sister was named Jane and she was fourteen. In that case maybe I can fuck her too said Bobby. That kind of pissed me off. I wanted Bobby all to myself but I didn’t say anything. Carl said sure she really likes to fuck. I’m not sure but I think she is fucking my Dad (her step Dad).
We got into bed and Carl began to kiss me and rub my tiny nipples. I really didn’t have any tits yet but his rubbing of my nipples made them pop out a little. When Bobby saw them pop out he leaned over and started to suck my left nipple. I was beginning to get hot and my little pussy was beginning to secret my juices. Carl surprised me when he stuck his tongue into my mouth and began to move it all around the inside of my mouth. I found I liked it and started kissing him back the same way. He started to put his dick between my legs, but I told him to hold it I wanted him to eat my pussy first. He said you sound like my sister and got between my legs and stuck his tongue into my hole and started licking like I might disappear. When he started rubbing the top of my vagina with his tongue I thought I had died and gone to heaven. It didn’t take very long before I came. In the mean time Bobby had sat on my chest and stuck his dick in my mouth. I began to suck his dick and he started fucking my mouth shoving all four and three quarter’s inches (he had grown ¾ of an inch) into my mouth and I could feel it as it just touched my tonsils. Just as I came for the third time Bobby came in my mouth and I could feel his sticky cum sliding down my throat. It took him almost a minute before I sucked all of it out of him.
Just then Carl lifted his face from my pussy. He had my pussy juice covered all over his face and was grinning like a banshee. He came up on top of me and put his cock at the entrance to my hole. I looked down at his dick and I was surprised that Carl was somewhat bigger than Bobby. Maybe it was because Carl was about seven months older than Bobby? I was pretty wet down there but even so it took him awhile to get the head in. Finally he shoved it in about ¾ ‘s of the way and hit something inside me. His dick was hurting me a little, not because of the length but because he was bigger around than Bobby. I lifted my knees up and told him to push real hard. When he did I felt something tear inside me. It hurt like hell and a pain went up my back. I said “wait, hold still, that really hurts.” After about a minute he began to slide in and out of me and the pain began to recede. It was replaced with that wonderful feeling I had gotten when Bobby fucked me. It didn’t take Carl very long before he came. Before I could think about it Bobby jumped on me and began to fuck me. He lasted a lot longer than Carl and I came about four times before he shot his load of cum into me. As soon as he got off me Carl climbed back on and started fucking me again. This time he lasted a lot longer. His bigger dick really turned me on as I felt it slide in and out of my inner passage. I came several times more before he finally came. No sooner was he off me than Bobby jumped back on and fucked me for a real long time. I came so many times I lost count. As it turned out they never seemed to tire from fucking me. They kept taking turns fucking me. By four in the morning I was so full of cum and had completely soaked the bed. Finally I told them I had to stop I was too sore to continue and I needed some sleep.
I got up and went into the bathroom and sat on the toilet. I couldn’t believe how much cum came out of me. Finally I took a wash rag and washed my pussy that was swollen to three times its normal size. I slept right through breakfast I was so tired. Mom and Dad went to church about eleven, they were hardly out of the driveway when Bobby and Carl came into the living room. Carl immediately began to eat my Pussy and Bobby stuck his cock into my mouth and I sucked it until he came. Carl made me cum several times and then he fucked me. They took turns fucking me until one thirty when we figured Mom & Dad would be getting back. About two Mom called and said they were going over to some friend’s house and would be home around five. We ran to our Bedroom and continued where we left off. This time I got on top of Carl’s cock and was fucking him when Bobby pushed me forwrd and took his cock and placed it on my butt hols. I said no Bobby you know it hurts me. He didn’t listen he reached under me and took some of my pussy juice and inserted it into my Butt. He stuck two fingers in and I cried, please Bobby that hurts. He kept moving his fingers around and in and out until it stopped hurting. Then he told me to lift off Carl and he stuck his dick into my pussy and took a couple of plunges in and out of me. He let Carls cock go back into me and then he stuck his dick into my butt and pushed his cock all the way in. It really hurt and I started to cry. He held his dick in me until the pain began to reside and I told him to go ahead. He slowly began to push in and out of my butt. It started feeling real good. I could feel both Carls cock and Bobby going in and out of me. It was a new and great sensation. I soon began to cum in bunches. By the time Mom & Dad got home we were all exhausted. I was so swollen that I took a bag of ice and put it on my pussy and my butt. I thought, ” what is wrong with me that I want to fuck so much.”
I had just turned twelve when I woke one Sunday after getting a really good fucking from both Bobby and Carl the night before. I had blood all over the sheets. I remembered Mom telling me that when I started to grow into womanhood I would start having a period every twenty eight days or so. That it was my body’s way of cleaning out unused ovaries and that I should not have sex with boys because I could get pregnant. Carl stole some birth control pills from his sister and mother so we could continue to fuck. Also I had begun to have boobies. I started wearing a training bra and I also started to get hair around my pussy.
Until I was thirteen Bobby and I fucked almost every day. Carl would come on week ends and we would have our three some. I continued to tease men whenever I could. Some times I wore panties and sometimes I didn’t. I made sure I didn’t whenever Uncle Paul came over to visit. He was 22 and whenever I showed him my little pussy I saw that he got a buldge in his pants. I then would jump on his lap and shove my pussy back and forth on his buldge. Bobby started fucking Carl’s sister and one day they brought her over and we had a foursome. But that’s’ another story. I’ll tell you how she taught me to eat pussy and how I got Uncle Paul to fuck me.
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Thank Goodness for Bathtime

This is my first story. It took a lot of effort, so I probably won’t write another story, but if I get enough positive feedback, I will write a part 2 to this.

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Merry Late X-mas

It was a week after christmas. I was a freshman in college, so I spent alot of time drinking. There was this girl, her name was Meredith, that I knew that I had been sleeping with often. She would come over and get me going and we would end up having sex. We would end up doing this almost everyday or even more than once a day. We hadn’t seen each other much with the turmoil of the X-mas season. I had spent the night drinking and was very drunk by the time my phone rang. I was laying on the Futon which i had layed out to sleep on for the night. I rolled over and answered the phone and said Hello. In return to my greeting I got an extremely loud, “Hello!?”
“Hi, what do you want?”
“Can we come over? I have Tina with me.”
“I suppose you can, I’ll unlock the door for you.”
“Alright, we’ll be there in alittle while.”
“Yup, bye.”
I got up and walked to unlock the door, and then back to the futon and crashed on it in the dark again. I closed my eyes and listened to the music I had playing on the CD player. When I woke up, I heard the sounds of feet pounding and a door opening.
“Hey, we’re here.”
“I noticed, and not by choice.”
“Oh, bite me.”
“I would but I haven’t had my shots.”
“It’s dark in here.” Tina pointed out.
“Yup, thats what they call it when the lights are turned to the off position.”
“Ha ha, very funny.” She said as Meredith turned the light on next to me.
Meredith was her usual dressed self, jeans and a T-shirt with her brown hair up. Tina was in jeans also, that hugged her thighs very nicely. She wore glasses and a red shirt, she too had her hair up. Together they looked very cute.
“There now we can see in here.” She then reached down to pull at the blankets I had on me. “Look at that sexy body.” She said teasingly. “Okay, the lights are goin back out.” She said as she reached over for the light switch.
Come on over Tina, she said seductivly. We’re gonna do just what we planned. I rolled over and looked at a dark shadow against the window, “What plan?” I was answered by a pair of hands pulling at my night time pants and boxers at the same time. “Wait a sec,” i said “what’s goin’ on?”
As they closed in on me, they removed their clothes and slid into bed with me. Tina crawled in behind me and rested my head on her chest while meredith climbed in at my feet and worked her way up. “He’s not hard. Tina, get him.” Tina immediatly started kissing and nibbbling on my ear. I became very excited I then reached back and started massaging her breast that my head wasn’t resting on. I could tell she wasn’t expecting that from me, but she didn’t mind either. My cock began to harden rapidly, and Meredith became excited. She started stroking me gently. Although Meredith was completely focused on me, most of mine was on Tina. She had begun moaning alittle in my ear and breathing heavily as I touched her breast and wriggled by being stroked by Meredith. My strong back rubbing against her pussy each time I moved back and forth.
By now, Meredith had started to suck on me, slowly moving her mouth up and down my cock. This made me very excited and I began to moan alittle with pleasure and move my body from the great feelings I was getting. Her strong lips wrapped around me, sliding up and down my shaft. Meanwhile Tina was rubbing her hands on my chest and still playing with my ear with her mouth.
I was losing interest with Merediths mouth, and began to think about what Tina’s mouth would feel like. No sooner had I thought it, then it happened. Meredith stood up, “Tina, you’re turn.” She slowly slide out from under me and Meredith layed next to me while Tina layed down on the futon near my waist and started rubbing my cock. Then in one quick instance she had my cock in her mouth and was sucking on it furiously. My body was overtaken with pleasure. Meredith watched intently, smiling and saying, “Glad we came over?” I could only respond with a nod.
My movements where similar to those by a girl would be geting eaten out. The sounds of her sucking and licking made me more excited, and when her mouth needed a break she would jerk me off a bit. I didn’t take too much of that and was moaning, “Oh god, I’m close”. She kept sucking me and with one furious rush of feeling, I was hurled into an orgasm. My body was hit with waves of shocks for what seemed like forever. When I was done cumming she climbed up the bed next to me, and her and Meredith both curled up next to me. I put an arm around both of them and layed there quietly. They were both soon asleep, as was I. I knew this wasn’t going to be the last time we’d get together like this again. And I was right…

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Measuring my cum Pt. 11

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

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Ski Resort Part 1

Aunt and Nephew alone at a ski resort leads to memories of sexual relations followed by and incestuous relationship

Fiction

The Brother and Sister Next Door (1)

The brother and sister next door (1)
This is a fictional story of a brother and sister sneaking sex in their parents the back yard.
Next door, another brother and sister were watching them from an upstairs window.
Lisa 17, and her brother, Brad 19, continued to watch the brother and sister next door in their back yard, kissing and feeling each other up behind a lawn shed.
Brad had surprised his sister when he saw her standing hidden by her bedroom window. She was peeking thru the blinds at something. He said: “Lisa, what the hell are you looking at?“
She shushed him and whispered, “Come and look.“ They watched as she fondled the front of his pants, and he felt her ass. Now they both started getting turned on, but said nothing. Lisa had already been getting wet watching.
Brad finally whispered: “I just know they’re fucking each other, those lucky shits.” Lisa got chills when he said this and started getting wetter. She had on a short
tee top (no bra) and short shorts. She was only 5’, with long brown hair down to her butt. She had 32b tits still growing that stood straight out with large
nipples. He was 6’, slim build and had a 7’ dick. He had on a tee shirt and boxers. She noticed he was tenting. He was standing behind her. She tried to control her breathing, but couldn’t. She got bold and
took a tiny step backwards. She felt his tent on her ass. Soon she felt his warm hands come up to the
sides her shoulders. She shivered, she couldn’t help it. She then thought she felt a slight pull, pulling her
backwards. She got a hot flash up her spine that ended up on her warm face. She could feel his warm
breath on her neck, and his body heat on her back. She closed her eyes and leaned back a tiny bit into him. Brad whispered: “Can you imagine getting to have sex in your own house, when no one is home. I
bet they have a ball with that kind of freedom.” It had always been taboo to even think about anything like that in Brad and Lisa’s home life.
Lisa was getting dizzy now, her heart pumping so hard. Brad had never had much to do with her, but now he was looking at her in a different way. Lisa
had gotten boobs now, and a nice ass. He had started to noticed how she was getting so sexy looking lately. He had never allowed him to think of his sister in a
sexual way before, kinda. Now with his dick firm against her little ass, he thought of how much fun they could have feeling each other up around the
house. He found himself over riding the ol taboo feelings, the risk of getting caught was exciting him, and he liked it. He wondered if Lisa would go for it.
Lisa too thought how her big brother was so hot, she’d had a big crush on him for a long time, but he
ignored her. She had fantasized before, that she would suck his dick, and then he would fuck her so hot. Now she was leaned back against his warm body
with his dick giving her the tingles between her legs. She couldn’t remember being this turned on, ever.
They continued to watch them next door. Now the brother next door had his hand down the back of the girls skirt, rubbing her ass. They couldn’t see her
hands, but they knew she was doing something. The girl looked around and then went down on her knees.
Brad had started rubbing up and down Lisa’s arms.
Lisa took his hands and wrapped them around her. Brad thought, she might let him feel those boobs…maybe. She felt the heat in her face, as she
tried not to gasp for breath. His arms so warm around her. Brad felt the bare skin of her tummy as his hands moved around her warm body. Lisa guided his hands
slowly up under her top to her young tits. Brad’s hands trembled as he felt Lisa’s warm tits. He rolled her firm nipples in his fingers, gently. She felt chills
as he did and starting kissing her neck and behind her ear. She reached back and felt his boner, so big and warm. She felt a trickle out of her pussy slowly
descend down her thigh. They both thought how risky and taboo a brother or sister feeling each other
was, if anyone ever found out.
It only excited them more.
Then Brad whispered: ( “this is between us only and don’t ever tell anybody I have felt you up, you
got it?) Lisa whispered back out of breath, (‘this never happened. My friends would have a cow if they ever found out my brother feels me up.’ )
The girl next door was sucking her brothers dick now, and jacked it slow and he was feeling her nice tits.
He then put his hands under her arms, and lifted her up to her feet. He worked her tight skirt up to her
bare ass, and she wrapped her legs around him. He eased them both down as he lay on his back, and she squatted on top of him.
Brad had Lisa’s sweet tits in both hands under her short little tee top. His hands were warm and
firm. Lisa gasp hard and moved her butt back firm into his tent. She eased her trembling hand down
inside Brads boxers. She felt the naked hardness of big brother’s dick, for the very first time. She tried to
swallow, but her mouth was dry from her heavy breathing. She let her shaky fingers feel all of him,
pubic hair, balls and fondled the head of his dick. Her stomach was hot inside, taking her breath away.
Now next door the girl was bouncing on top of her brother, leaning her head back with a look of pure
pleasure on her face. Her brothers hands went around her young butt to join in the rhythm of her pumping up and down on him. Then he reached up and pulled
her face down to kiss her and they started fucking fast. No sound could be heard but the body language
told Brad and Lisa they had a hot dual climax, as they watched them squirm and shake.
Brad and Lisa could take no more. He turned her around and started kissing her as they tried to breathe
and kiss. They both trembled with excitement and passion. Lisa moaned ’ooooh brad’ quietly in between kisses. His fingers glided thru her silky long
hair all the way down to her butt. They both inched over to her bed, still kissing passionately. Lisa sat
down and pulled Brad’s boxer’s down. She whispered: “ I have dreamed of this, (gasp) but figured it would never happen.” She said: “Let me do
this first Brad, (gasp) I’ve wanted to so bad, for so long.”
Brad now realized his sister had had the hots for him for a long while now. That excited him, and he
let his desire to even think about having sex with her come out. His dick had never been harder, and he could feel the hot stimulation in it. He felt the jitters
in his stomach, and the reality of his sister sucking his dick. He thought, was the door downstairs
locked? Could anyone see in? When would mom and dad be home? What would he say, if they called him
right now? Then….. all that mattered was Lisa’s warm little hands on his dick.
She took her time feeling all around his dick first, then slowly ran her tongue over his bulging head.
Brad was dying to fuck her now, but let her savor the moment. Lisa’s eye’s glowed as she licked all of him up and down, savoring his sticky pre cum in her
mouth. Brad watched her labored breathing as she was in her own personal heaven.
Lisa thought, brother and sister aren’t suppose to have sex, but she couldn’t help the desires in her
head. They had slowly built up ever since she first saw him with an erection, a long time ago. He thought she was outside, and his door wasn’t closed
all the way. She had peeked in as he lay on his back stroking his big dick. She never got that picture out
of her head. She was only 13 when that happened and she wanted then, to go in and jack it for him.
She now put her lips over that same head and sucked on it. Brad jumped slightly. She continued
taking his dick slowly deeper, adjusting and then she got it all in her mouth. His pre cum and her saliva oozed around her lips and down off his dick.
Brad was feeling her tits and rolled her nipples in his fingers, causing her to moan more. He played
with her long hair and felt her lips as she sucked him down to her throat. Brad had denied himself even thinking about messing with his sister, but now the
hidden feelings were out. He had to fuck her now or explode. He eased her lips off of his dick, and laid
her on the bed. He took off her top, shorts and wet panties. Wow, was sis ever wet. He started licking her sweet pussy, with her small mound of soft pubic hair.
He inserted two finger in her little pussy, she moaned his name and squirmed as he felt her G spot.
He went for her little clit, and sucked it firm. She jumped her hips up and yelled a little. Brad loved the smooth feeling of her inner thighs on his face. He
could wait no more, he wanted his dick in her bad. He moved up to suck her wonderful tits, and licked
them and sucked her cute nipples. She had her eyes closed pulled at his hair and feeling him all she could. He eased his dick up to her wet pussy and
rubbed it on her entrance. She began to buck with excitement. Their body heat filled the room.
Now was the time. Brad pushed the head of his
dick in her very wet pussy. He guided it in slowly all the way until she moaned, as he just touched her
cervix. She started humping him now, with loud moans. She was tight, but not to tight. He started pumping with her, together moving to let it build up
to an awaiting climax just for them. Lisa wrapped her legs around him and dug her nails in his back. “OH LISA!!” Came out of his mouth…“OH MY God
Lisa, I’m cuming“, he shocked himself at what he was saying, but had to.
“Brad we can fuck now, fuck me, fuck me!” she said.
They began a furious fuck, body’s slapping together as he felt his slick dick expand to fill her tight pussy.
Lisa was out of it, fucking her heart out and half crying with pleasure. His aching balls began to tighten up to the point of pain and his “Oh Lisa, OH
LISA!”, moan told her his cum was here. She squeezed down on his dick as hard as she could as
she climaxed like no other. They both yelled…“OH DAMN, GEZZZZZZ LISA BABY, …BRAD I LOVE YOU…Ahhhhhhhh. YES!!!” As he unloaded a massive cum in his sisters little pussy. Slapping his
body to drive his dick in her deep. Lisa kept moaning…“Oh brad, OH brad, OH baby, it’s so
beautiful, fuck me good baby, fuck me good…OH GOD!!”, and she shook and just kept squeezing his dick with her pussy, over and over.
The brother and sister next door were in the back yard. The sister said: “listen”, as they listened quietly.
She said: “Did you hear what I just heard next door?” her brother just smiled.
Lisa and Brad had an inner feeling of such joy, but they now had to hide it from their mom and dad, and
anyone else. They went over how they would still act the same around each other…..but….when their
parents left for work each morning, they were lovers from that point, from now on. Lisa hoped that their
parents couldn’t tell the excitement in her stomach. It made her a little jumpy, but that was also exciting.
She found herself wet all the time now, and tried not to think about Brad’s wonderful dick and how it felt in her hands and in her lips.
Brad and her had the summer off and he starting planning for every minute of it. He had trouble
thinking about anything else but Lisa. He would try not to look at her when the parents were home. She was so exciting now in his eyes. He wanted her so bad.
Brad watched from his window as he saw his parents cars leave for work. His heart started to
pound. He had on his robe and was headed to find Lisa. Suddenly his bedroom door flew open, and there she was.
She had on a light blue long night gown, with nothing on underneath. She smiled big and said:
“You’ll have to catch me, big brother”, and took off. He shot out the door and went after her laughing. He
heard her giggle in the kitchen. She was laying on the kitchen table with her night gown pulled up,
exposing her sweet bush. “Breakfast?” she said. He grabbed her, but she got away and ran thru the house
giggling as he chased after her. He cornered her in the den. Now he had her. He opened up his robe and
said: “I have your breakfast right here, Lisa. “ They both giggled as he picked her up and carried her upstairs to his room, kissing all the way.
His room was at the front and he could see if anyone drove up or walk up to the house. He looked
at Lisa and kissed her passionately. Her tongue immediately probed his mouth. He gently laid her
down and whispered: “I want breakfast in bed little sister.” They both panted as they removed his robe and he pealed off her night gown, over her head
,exposing her sweet body. Lisa said:
“I’ve wanted you so bad, the waiting has been killing me.”
“I had trouble sleeping sis, all I could think of was you.”
“I love it when you lick me, I kept thinking how it was going to feel, when we got our time, Brad.”
Brad now took a minute to just look at his naked
sister, her smooth skin, sweet little bush and budding tits. He approach her like a stalking animal, slowly
moving up to her, lower in mouth to taste that sweet pussy. Lisa opened her legs wide and pulled her knees up and held them, waiting for his tongue. They
both gasp for air. He started licking her slit up and down slowly. She jumped as his tongue slid across her clit. Her knees closed in on his face as she
shivered and lifted her hips up to meet his tongue. He
loved the feeling of her smooth legs on the sides of his cheeks.
She ran her fingers thru his hair gently, and felt his tongue dance around her clit. He tasted her juices and
smelled her sex. He moved up on her stopping at her sweet tits. Around and around his tongue went
teasing her nipples and then drawing them into his mouth. Now was their time as he directed his dick
into her wet pussy. She moaned as she felt him glide it in, further until just touching her cervix. She made
a hi pitched squeal as shivers traveled thru her body.
His warm body met hers as her arms went around his neck. They moved together helping each other
slide themselves in and out of her pussy, and passion demanded more speed. Moans from him and her
filled the room as they began to slap their body’s together. Their hot breath warmed the air around their faces, as heat fueled their passion. The excitement
filled the air as a climax was on the way quickly. They moaned together as the peak was here and
overtook them. They couldn’t help but yell..”Ohhhhhh my god, Oh baby, cum with meeeeee!” The sound of cum and juices could be
heard clicking at their joining, as it spilled out. Brad’s dick kept pumping hot cum in his sister at last.
Lisa’s pussy tightened around his dick and squeezed over and over. They moaned out their passion for
each other. Their arms and legs twisting and shaking for every drop of feeling possible as they fucked and fucked.
He collapsed on her, spent, and wrapped up with her to savor every second with her. They both felt the
pulses from his dick and her pussy as they continued on. They didn’t want to move, but just lay there forever.
He helped her up and carried her to the shower. He washed her, as she did him, with their trembling hands. Afterwards, they just lay naked, in each others arms on her bed.
Brad looked at the clock. Ahhh, just enough time to play with Lisa before the parents came home. Lisa
was sleeping naked, with that sweet content look on her face. He slowly parted her legs to lick her sweet
pussy real quick before the parents came home. When he licked her clit, she moaned awake. She held his head and purred like a kitten. She moaned how
much time do we have Brad. He said about 1 hour. She said: “Let me suck on you, I want to taste you so bad.”
He laid back for her. She whispered: “Gimmie gimmie!, and got on her knees on the floor. She
started licking and sucking. She did it all as he just lie there watching her. She used both hands to jack him
faster and faster. He began to squirm. She knew right when to put he lips over his head and feel it
expanding. He moaned loud as she jacked as fast as she could. Brads dick pumped stream after stream of
hot cum in his sisters throat and mouth. It ran out the sides of her mouth as she swallowed all she could. He squirmed over and over. Lisa had wanted to suck him
off for ever, and just knew it would please him. This had been one of her dreams to do, and now she had tasted him for real.
“Hi mom, hi dad“, Lisa said. “What’s new?” Same old crap at work they both said. “What did you guys do all day?” Brad looked at Lisa and said:
“Nothing much.”

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Fantasm

His Hands

(my first time out here. Please be patient. Was watching a lot of vampire movies.. LOL)
I dream of his hands holding mine, but mostly I dream of his hands on my body, stroking and caressing my throat.
That sharp, metal, nail, dragging, ever, so, slowly, across my jugular vein, and down my neck, towards the valley of my collar bone. I can almost feel it now, as it slips diagonally past my tattoo, and traces an invisible line across my chest, mounting the hills of my breasts with slow precision. I can feel his hot breath on the back of my neck as he whispers into my ear. I can’t understand what he says as he speaks in a language I suspect might be Latin. His right arm holds me against his body tightly restraining me. I know I should run, but I can’t make my self move. His voice is so calming, so relaxing. I want to listen to him whisper all day, all night if he wants to. My knees go weak, and he laughs, such a hearty laugh, shouldn’t we all be laughing? His right thumb strokes the bottom of my left breast as he shifts my weight against himself. I can hear his smile as I gasp at the feel of him through his breeches. Never, have I felt so vulnerable as I do now. His length pressing against my spine, as he moves us about the room toward a burgundy velvet fainting couch.
Oh! How convenient, as I feel a bit light headed, like I am drunk only I haven’t had a drop to drink. Have I? Oh Wonderful! We are sitting down for a bit. My bodice is a bit tight I must lean back into the curve of the couch as he suggests.
Those wonderful hands are helping me remove my cloak. I look into his eyes and I can see centuries of love and loss. I wonder what has hurt him so badly that he has that look in his eyes. As if he could read my mind again he laughs and I smile shyly, wondering for the first time if I should have followed him from the ale house. But those hands…. Those beautiful hands that held mine for too short a time… large enough to span my entire back with one hand, strong enough to hold three pints of ale in a single fist. Those hands… those hands that now were removing my boots. “Wait!” I thought, “What are you doing?”
“Relax dear lady, I mean only to make you more comfortable” he said.
“OK, I guess that’s all right then” I thought. Never noticing I had not spoken my objection aloud.
His long silky hair hung like a curtain, framing his face. A more well defined, sculpted face you’ll not find this side of Mount Olympus I thought. Again with the wide grin from him. Him… what WAS his name? I could not recall…. Something about singing… Hmm I am almost positive it was Latin in origin… Something I stumbled over a time or two before I gave up and called him Your Lordship. What was it? It was going to send me to the mad house!
“Not to worry my pet, tis not of importance” he said.
Those hands… they were chilly as they rolled my stockings down. Goose bumps erupted on my flesh as I felt his icy touch. “You’re a bit cold my Lordship, we will have to do something to warm you up.” I said rather drunkenly.
“Yes, we will in due time.” He replied.
I gazed upon his black silk shirt and wondered how many days I would have to labor to earn such a grand item. I reached to touch it, almost fearful he would slap my hand away before I could caress the soft fabric.
“Wait!” He cried out. Removing his shirt he handed it to me, now I did not know where to look. A lady does not look at a gentleman in a state of half dress. And yet only he had ever accused me of being a lady. Giving in to temptation I raised my eyes to his sinewy chest, balling the silk in my hands I stroked his body with my eyes. He was something to behold. Alabaster skin that rippled over muscular hills surrounding the valley of the navel. A smattering of light brown hair trailing down into his breeches led to untold delights. He cleared his throat, and I caught myself staring at the ties to his breeches. I looked away only to realize I have scrunched the silk damaging the delicate textile.
“I am sorry; I fear I have quite ruined your shirt!” I whisper heatedly as I stare stupidly at the wadded up cloth.
“There are others.” He said calmly. Showing me his teeth, cocking my head to the side I realize now, he has the most beautiful smile. I can not seem to recall how I got here, only that this is where I now belong, here with him. Or perhaps I mean I belong to him. I am not absolutely sure what I mean anymore. I need a drink, but he says no alcohol for me tonight. I am to remain clear headed. As if that were true for this evening. I need to leave. I begin to get up and get my boots when, those hands, those striking hands gently lay me back down and I hear the whisper of Latin again.
“What? What are you saying?” I plead as I relax into the pillows he has placed behind me. Then those hands begin the task of unbuttoning my dress bodice. Agile fingers make short work of thirty-two pearl buttons holding the front of my grey dress together. Nimble hands unlace my corset as I lay breathing a little deeper as each stay is loosed. Latin words flow though my mind as I lay still as a doll in a child’s hands. The cool breeze washes over me and my nipples harden instantly. Those sprightly fingers sweep across my breasts sending my breath into ragged gasps. Those hands… Those beautiful hands I could watch them forever as they pull my braies down over my hips and across my legs. I feel no shame as I am exposed to his hungry eyes. As if this is the way it is supposed to be.
I watch as his hands unfasten his breeches, uncovering his manhood to my eyes for the first time. Leisurely, he slides his breeches off, I want to look at his magnificence but all I can see are his hands. Those handsome hands that move so easily, so quickly, they are like a blur.
I am getting cold I say and he sits beside me, his hand upon my thigh. Creeping ever closer to the apex of my thighs I can feel the cold steel point drawing loops and circles on my leg as he whispers words in a foreign tongue. This time I am almost certain it is Romany. The words flow from his lips as if water from a cistern and I am mesmerized. Hypnotized by his eyes and the soft lull of his voice I lay there as he strokes my prone body and moves his lithe body over mine. He turns my head with that sexy hand and that metal encased finger, when I feel a slight prick at my neck and he says.
“Shh! Tis only a flesh wound, I will kiss it and make it all better”
I feel a plunging in my neck and deep within my femininity.
“Aaaaaahhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!” I cry out. But my cries end quickly as I realize I am sitting in the middle of the bookstore coffee shop staring at a man’s very beautiful hands.

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