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Ben Teoman marmaristen Yazıyom Annemle başımdan gecen olayı anlatacam Bir Gun İş Çıkışı 23:30 gibi Gece eve geldiğimde annem beni çağırdı permatiğini alda gel tamam deyip permatiği getirdim senden ricam bana etek tıraşı yaptırman çünkü göbeğim engel oluyor görmeme olurmu dedim gel hadi ne var bunda dedi peki ama kimseye söyleme tamam gel hadi dedi

sonra altındakileri çıkarıp halıya uzandı bende amının kıllarını temizlemeye başladım zaten beyaz olan kıllar bir kaç dakikada temizlendi bittimi diye sordu tamam ediğimde ise hayır bende sana etek tıraşı yapıcam dedi olmaz dememe kalmadan şortumu indirdi ve zaten temizmiş ne yapalım bende yıkayayım deyip sikimi yalamaya başladı ne yapıyorsun deyince de sus bakiiim on senedir oruç tutuyorum

bırakta iftar açalım dedi ne yapacağımı şaşırdım annem yarağımı emiyordu bende olayın akışına bırakıp oldu olacak bende amını yalayayım dedim hah şöyle deyip yatmamı istedi ben yatınca da başımı bacaklarının arasına aldı hadi durma dedi yetmişlik anamın amını ve götünü yaladım daha sonra kalktı ve hadi bakalım deyip sikimin üzerine oturdu olmaz dedim sikiş yok tamam sadece sürttüreceğim dedi ok dedim bana gözlerini aç ve dinle dedi bir anlık dalgınlığımdan faydalandı ve sikimi amına soktu oh oruç bozuldu dedi

Sonra doğruldu, göz göze geldik, uzardım dudaklarına hafif bir öpücük kondurdum, yutkundu, dudaklarımız ikinci kez birleşti bu defa dillerimiz birbirinin ağzının içinde, uzun süren, ateşli bir öpüşme oldu…Çıldırmak üzereydim…-Harikasın canım oğlum, durma… ıhhhh… anneni zevkten uçur diyordubende onu istediği gibi sikiyordum içine boşaldım tuvalete gidiyordu dur dedim banyoya soktum ben yattım sikimin başını ağzına almaya başladı.

Saçlarından tutup sikiyormuş gibi ağzına sokup çıkarmaya başladım. Önündeki manzara nefisti, annemin dolgun ve güzel kalçaları arasında görünen yuvarlak minik deliği beni çağırıyordu.Daha sonra anneme sıra seni bursa escort götten sikmeye geldi, dedim. Annemde hayatımda hiç kimseye götten vermediğini biraz korktuğunu ve yavaş yavaş sokmamı söyledi. Ben de hiç merak etme dikkat ederim ama sakın biri sikerken yavaş ol, hızlı yapma gibi uyarıcı cümleler kurma bu karşı tarafın hoşuna gitmeyebilir buna kendini hazırla dedim.

Annemi yüz üstü koltuğa uzattım ve onu götten sikebilecek şekilde pozisyon aldım.Yavaş yavaş götüne sokmaya başladım ama götü o kadar büyük ki göt yanaklarından dolayı bir türlü göt deliğine ulaşamıyordum. Belinin altını kaldırarak götünün yukarı doğru dikilmesini sağladıktan sonra anneme eleriyle göt yanaklarını ikiye ayırmasını söyledim.İşte şimdi göt deliği tam karşımdaydı.yarrağımı göt deliğine bastırmaya başladım ama kafası içeriye tam olarak girmiyordu.

Sonunda sert bir şekilde yüklenerek yarrağımın tamamını içine sokmuştum.Tamamını soktuğum anda annem acıdan keskin bir çığlık attı ama bir iki git gelden sonra o da alışmıştı.annemin göt deliği okadar dardı ki içine soktuğum da yarrağımı sıkıyor sanki kafasına kan gitmiyordu.5-6 git gelden sonra dayanamadım ve deliğinden çıkararak götüne şiddetle boşaldım ve yanına uzandım.Anneme nasıl götten sikilmek güzel mi? biraz canım yandı ama çok hoşuma gitti

Annemi ayağa kaldırdım birbirimize sarılıp bir bütün haline geldik. Yarrağımı bacaklarının arasına alarak sıkıştırmaya başladı. Amcığının bütün sıcaklığı ile onu sıkıştırdı onu yatak odasına gidelim diye çagırdım Kucakladım yatak odasına kadaryataga ıraktım.Boynundan aşağıya öperek inmeğe başladım göğüslerinin arasına geldiğimde ikisinin arasını yalamaya başladım. Kafamı sağa sola çevirerek her ikisinin de tadına varmaya çalışıyordum. Kendime doğru çekerek yatağa devirdim.

O tatlı dudaklarıyla göğüslerimi öperek aşağılara doğru inmeye başladı. Yarrağımın etrafında halkalar çizerek gezindi. Kalkıp üzerime bursa escort bayan çıktı başımı bacaklarının arasına alıp yarrağıma uzandı. Bende gözlerimin önüne serdiği o mis kokulu amcığı seyrettim ve yavaşça uzanarak dilimi dudaklarına değdirdim. Kendini biraz aşağıya bastırarak amcığın dudaklarını ağzıma verdi. İştahla amcığı yalamaya,

dilimi içine sokup çıkartmaya başladım. Vantuz gibi ikimizde birbirimizi emiyorduk. Uzun bir süre böyle devam ettik.Annem sikimi tekrar ağzına alıp buraya kadar geldik onu yaosak ne olur sanki“deyip elimi tutup amına götürdü amı ıslanmıştı bile, bende ellerinden tutup ayağa kaldırdım ve memelerini yalamaya başladım annem“evet,amımıda oyna getir beni haydi oğlum ,bitir beni“diye inliyordu.

birden benden kurtulup önümde domaldı ve“haydi gir içime ama hızlı sik gelmek üzereyim“diye sikimi tutup deliğine dayadı ve kendini bana doğru itti “oooohhhh ne zamandır istiyordum böyle sikilmeyi,bilhassa senin sikmeni,oohhhh,sok ııııhhh daha sert daha hızlıohhhhh Bana sarıldı ve .teşekkür ederim tatlım. dedi kibar bir ses tonuylaUzun zamandır hiç kimse beni böylesine mutlu etmemitti

Başımı yukarı kaldırdı ve ihtirasla dudaklarımı öpmeye başladı. Bir yandan da sanki penisimin daha derinlere girmesini istercesine kalçasını hareket ettiriyordu.beni altına alıp sikimin üzerine öyle bir oturduki sikim sanki yok olmuştu. Ben göğüslerini sıktıkça o sikimin üzerinde daha hızlı zıplamaya çalışıyordu. Tekrar boşalmıştım ve acayip yorulmuştum. Biraz yattık ve bir sigara yakıp liseli aşıklar gibi bir ben bir ananem yani aşkım içmeye başladık. Ananem yılların acısını çıkarır gibiydi.

Uzandık birbirimize sıkıca sarılıp uyuya kalmışız. Ertesi gün öğlene doğru uyandık. Ben ananemi tekrar öpmeye başladım. Az bekle tuvalete gidip gelecem dedi. Gitme yanımdan ayrılma dedim. Çişini yapıp geleceğini söyledi. O zaman gitmeden önce amını öpeyim öyle git dedim. Öperken escort bursa beynim gene uyuşamaya başlamıştı. Ben gene kendimden geçmek üzereydim. Aşkım sikimin üzerine bi kere otur öyle git dedim. O da bana tamam aşkım dedi ve oturdu. Çok süperdi.

Gitmek istiyormusun dedim. Seni böyle bırakmak istemem ama hemen gelirim dedi. Eğer sakıncası yoksa işeyebilirsen sikim içindeyken işe dedim. Hoşuna gitmişti. Az sonra sikime doğru sımsıcak bir sıvı akmaya başladı. Ananem işiyordu. Yatak iyice ıslanmıştı. Epeyce işedi. Bitmeye yakın az bişey bırakıp çıkarmasını söyledim. Neden dedi. Şimdi görürsün dedim.

Çıkardı. Amını ağzıma daya dedim. Ne demek istediğimi anlamıştı. Ağzıma doğru hafif işedi. Ama çok az kalmıştı başka kalmadı dedi. Daha sonra çişli amını öylesine yalayordumki tarifinin ve tadının anlatımı mümkün olmasa gerek. Sonra beni üste çıkardı benimde onun her tarafına işememi söyledi. Göğüslerinin oluğundan şelale gibi akıyordu çişim. Birkez de götünden sikmek geldi içimden.

Yapabilirmiyim dedim. Ne demek aşkım soru sormak yok dedi. Sikimi iyice yalayıp tükürükledi Ben yan döndüm ve sikim tam annemin götünün üstüne geldi biraz daha bastırsam yani tam içindeydim.Sikimin yarısını sokmuştum annemin beline sarıldım ve sikimin tamamını götüne soktum. Annem inliyordu aaaayyyy ve ooohhhh sesleri arasında artık gitgeller başlamıştım. Annem daha hızlı daha güçlü olmamı istiyordu bu beni daha da kamçılıyordu.

Ben bastırdıkça annemin inlemeleri daha da artıyordu yavaş hareketlerle tamamen sikimin üzerine oturdu.En sevdiğim pozisyonlardan biriydi bu.Annem ağır hareketlerle zıplamaya başladı yavaş yavaş hızlandı ve ata biner gibi aaahhh`lar ve ooohhhh`lar arasında oturup kalkmaya başladı sonra annem okadar hızlandı ki kontrol benden çıkmıştı annem beni altında öldürüyordu.

Sonra onu yüz üstü çevirdim ve normal sexse başladık. Kulak memelerini yalıyordum. Nefes alışı okadar güzeldi ki oh ohhh diye inliyordu Annem bu sırada ayyy ohhhh ben daha fazla dayanamıyorum diyerek üstümde boşaldı ve arkasından bende yine büyük bir sarsıntıyla boşaldım.Spermlerimiz bir birine karışmıştısikim acayip yanıyordu sanki

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On his 75th birthday, his first since the loss of the wife of 50 years, Ray sat sipping coffee at the kitchen table. He looked up to see his neighbor Molly at the back door, resting a basket on her pregnant belly.

“I’ve brought you some peaches from our tree for your birthday.”

“Thank you! Those look luscious.”

“They smell luscious too,” said Molly.

Ray bent down to sniff, aware of Molly’s swollen breasts just above his head. The peaches did smell luscious. And there was another, muskier smell too.

“It’s your birthday today too, isn’t it?” he said, remembering. “Come in and sit down for a bit. You look tired.”

“I am a bit. Simple chores wear me out.”

“I was sorry to hear about Roger leaving.”

“Thanks. He couldn’t handle the thought of being a father.”

Molly hesitated, on the brink of tears. But she knew she could share anything with Ray.

“He couldn’t handle me being pregnant either. He didn’t touch me once I started to swell. I think he found me disgusting.”

Ray wanted to let Molly know how desirable she was.

“That’s kurtköy escort strange. I used to love fucking Ann when she was pregnant.”.

The word “fucking” reverberated between them. A blush spread across Molly’s bosom and she started to get wet. She laid the basket of peaches on the counter and turned to Ray, suddenly seeing him in a new light.

“Tell me.”

“Details?”

“Yes please.”

“My favorite was to come up behind her and feel her pregnant breasts.”

“Show me,” she said, turning back to the counter.

He did. She leaned back against him, groaning, feeling his erection against her bum through her dress.

“What next?” she asked breathlessly.

“Then this,” pulling the dress down and pinching her naked, hard, erect nipples.

“Oh, yes,” moaned Molly. “What next?”

“Then I would nuzzle her neck.”

“Ohhh.”

“Then I would lift up her dress and pull down her panties, like this. Oh my, your bum is glorious.”

Ray knelt and kiss her crack, snaking his finger through the wild tangle of her bush along the slippery channel aydıntepe escort of her cunt, fingering her clitoris. He pushed his tongue between her cheeks and licked her sweet puckered arsehole. Molly panted, a high pitched whine escaping with each breath.

“Whaaat … neeext?” she managed, arching down onto the counter and raising her wanton behind, pregnant belly hanging low.

Ray licked from her clitoris to her arsehole, drilling into it with the point of his tongue. Then he did it again, and again, and again.

“Oh my god! I never . . . oh, oh, oh.”

“Next I would do this.”

Ray stood up, pulled down his pants, and pressed his now very erect cock between Molly’s very wet flaps.

“Yesss,” she hissed. “Fuck me. Fuck me deep and fuck me hard.”

For a while there was no sound but the slap and groan of rhythmic fucking. Ray gripped Molly by the thighs and slammed her back onto his hard thrusting cock, straining to get his tip deep inside her hot core.

Molly managed to grunt “What. Next.”

Ray thought for a while. Clearly Molly wanted another tuzla içmeler escort change up. There was really only one place to go. He tentively pulled apart her cheeks to reveal her tight little arsehole and put his thumb there.

“Yes.”

He pushed it in.

“Double yes.”

He took out his thumb and introduced two fingers.

“Double double yes.”

Satisfied that he had found the right next move, he pulled his well lubricated cock out of Molly’s cunt and pushed the mushroom head gently against her sphincter. Molly pushed back against him and the ring yielded, taking him in.

“Oh yes, yes, yes, yes, yes. I want you to come inside my arsehole. I want to feel it spurting.”

“These days it can take me a while to come.”

“I don’t care. You can fuck me as hard and as long as you like. I can take it. I don’t want you to stop until you come.”

At that point Ray started to feel the rising boil of his approaching orgasm. Every thrust brought it nearer, until he exploded with a roar as Molly gave a primal groan, her legs shaking.

Resting her cheek on the counter, Molly started laughing in wonder and delight.

“I needed that so much. Thank you.”

“Any time. Happy birthday.”

“I want to do all the other things you did with Ann.”

“There are lots of them.”

“I want them all.”

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Safe Driving Ch. 03

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Following our time in the sauna, the suggestion to open another chilled bottle of sparkling wine was welcome. We put on bathrobes, going upstairs barefoot to the kitchen. That Lisa had displayed considerably more knowledge of how to indulge in extended sex than Sarah was a bit eye opening. Reflecting, as we began to drink our second bottle, that knowledge had different levels. All of the stories Sarah had of John tended to involve rushing, understandably in light of the circumstances, though even before today, it had seemed his style.

Lisa’s style was considerably more relaxed, a combination of drinking and luxurious sex. Her bathrobe was open, providing something more satisfying than simple flashing when exposing her naked body. I hadn’t cum downstairs, so my judgment may have been a bit skewed, but she still seemed quite available and willing.

In the afterglow of our first time, after finishing the first glass of the second bottle, I asked her about the vibrator. In years past, I had bought several identical coil vibrators, giving them to several female friends in the following years. The only condition being that they tell me what it is was like. Something she had not done, and something I had never pressed her on. Leading to a delightful opportunity in the present to satisfy my curiosity.

Before answering, she refilled our glasses, leading me to say that Joan handed her vibrator back, not saying that was the one I had then given her.

“Why?”

“Well, she said though it had made her cum multiple times, she wants a person, not a thing.”

Lisa grinned, seeming to think about Joan also wanting real cock, taking more than a simple glance at my uncovered mid-section. I decided to go a bit further concerning Joan, exploring Lisa’s interest. Talking openly and explicitly about sex is something to indulge, conversation where an adult subject is shared with mutual interest. My ex-wife was always very poor in this area compared to a number of other women, including Lisa it now turned out.

“Joan really doesn’t like anything artificial by sex, apart from rope. Tieing is something she really enjoys, at least from what she has said.” This left a fair amount unsaid, but Lisa’s expression showed she was working through what I had revealed. Followed by dismissing the topic as not particularly relevant to where her mind was wandering.

“Sarah used to talk about her magic wand sometimes, saying you like watching.”

“I love watching, especially when playing with a vibrator myself.”

Lisa seemed surprised that they were just as good for men, then smiled a bit before asking if I wanted to demonstrate. Our finished glasses were on the counter when she stepped close, asking about Karen and whether she had played with one.

“Not that I saw, though she did use to openly leave a dildo style vibrator around their bathroom. Sarah always thought it was a kind of invitation. Sort of like how often Karen was naked when she visited.”

By now, standing close to each other, my cock was starting to stir over her soft pussy fur, my hands running along her ribs, then sliding over the side of her exposed breasts.

“Naked like this, in a bathrobe?”

“No, completely undressed, no clothes at all. She would even open the door that way. Sarah sometimes got mad, but it wasn’t her house in the first place.”

When Lisa’s hand started moving along my cock, losing the ability to speak was inevitable, thoughts swirling as she fondled me.

Her words were soft, almost whispered, saying she knew that Sarah and John had sex, yet another unexpected shift. To a certain extent, the fact that Sarah and I divorced 5 years ago and she was no longer a neighbor changed things even more, though not exactly from Lisa’s perspective. Fortunately, this did not feel like scales being evened, but simply a change in how she viewed circumstances.

She then said she would like to watch me play with a vibrator, and to fill our glasses as she got it. She bent kaynarca escort a bit unsteadily and kissed the tip of my growing cock lightly, then went upstairs. Almost emptying the bottle, not really surprised at how quickly we were still drinking, I brought the glasses to the living room. Realizing that this was likely a style that she and John shared at least a few times, as getting drunk and turned on can be a wonderful feeling.

When she came back downstairs with the same bag I had given her to hold the vibrator and attachments, I let her put it on the table in front of the sofa before handing her a glass. We drank together, then put the half full glasses down to deal with the vibrator.

I slipped off the knob to put on the cock cup. Making her smile, saying she now understood how a vibrator might appeal to a man.

“It feels best when already hard,” I said, turning it on and off to see if it worked. The familiar sound made my cock twitch, something Lisa noticed.

“Do you play often?” she asked, a question following easily from what she had observed.

“Fairly often, but not normally for others.”

“Let’s see how it works” she suggested as she sat with one leg touching mine, the other on the floor, providing another incredible beaver shot, helping me grow quite hard before turning the toy back on.

“This is a reverse you know.”

“How?”

“Normally I do the watching, not play.”

“Not just watch, according to Sarah. She told me she hated the flash especially when cumming.”

“Yes, she did. Makes sense. Though the flash turns me on, thinking about the picture being taken of my hot cock.”

Prompting her to pick up her phone, saying “how about now?”

My cock was definitely ready, making me moan instead of answer her question as the soft attachment pressed over the sensitive cock tip. The click of a picture being taken was noticeable even over the waves of pleasure now covering my cock head. Looking at the photographer’s open cunt was a fantastic thrill, starting to show off how hard the toy had made me.

She took several pictures before saying she was to starting to understand why making porn is fun. Then she asked what to do with them, making me moan “upload them.” Not really thinking about what I was saying in a haze of sensation watching her keep taking pictures.

“Upload them? Where?”

“Online. Porn sites.”

“You have pictures online.”

“Yes. Including playing like this.”

“Tell me where. Let me look.” She got up briefly and returned with a laptop.

She went to a site that Joan and Helen were also on, one that only had a few pictures in my profile, some of them with Sarah. The pics with her were all previously approved by Sarah for posting, but the ones eating my ex-wife’s unshaved pussy were not actually specifically approved to be posted there. Which at the moment did not matter, enjoying sharing the online side of my sex life with a married woman.

She glanced through the profile, saying she had never seen anything like that from anyone. Then grinning about adding more pictures. I was close to cumming, and said so, removing the vibrator slowly.

“Your turn. Should I take pictures?”

“And upload them here?”

“Why not? Yours and mine.”

“And you going down on Sarah.’

“Well, yes, there would be two women. Kind of nice, actually.”

The attachment switched, we exchanged the phone and vibrator. The camera was ready, so I took a picture before she started. There are two ways to take such pictures if one wants to remain private in terms of uploading. The first is to try to frame the picture without a face. The other way is to crop the picture afterwards, no longer showing the other’s face when naked or while getting off.

Anything digital can be copied, so the best way to remain as private as possible is to never show a face. My ex-wife had been insistent on that point, though even there exceptions occurred. Especially with another married orhanlı escort couple, about the same age. Both the women were unshaved, with gorgeous natural hair, her red haired, my then wife a light brown on her head, armpits, and bush in the pictures we exchanged. The other husband really was interested, sending uncensored pictures several times, which made it easier to convince Sarah to do the same.

Now, what was really turning me on was the thought of sharing pictures of Lisa with Sarah, just like she had shared John’s with me. Not that she was too likely to be interested, but the thought was tempting, adding an extra thrill of crossing boundaries.

Lisa picked up her glass, then asked if video could be uploaded too. I replied yes, asking if she wanted me to record her.

“Maybe. What else is available here?” she asked, looking at the screen.

“We could browse Joan’s profile, if you want. It’s how she met Helen.”

Lisa put her empty glass down, clearly intrigued, any hesitancy at looking into someone’s sex life swamped by how drunk and horny she was. A certain voyeuristic thrill is common to everyone when opportunity arises. I sat next to her, and went to Joan’s profile.

“You were right about the rope” she giggled, seeing Joan’s b&w profile picture, naked on her stomach, hands and ankles tied, mouth gagged, legs open, with a tag saying “Private exhibit.”

I pointed out where you could see the last log in, Joan’s having been last night.

“She is a regular visitor. Underneath the picture are comments, a couple from one of her lovers.”

“Lover?”

“Yes, before Helen.” Her hand sliding over my inner thigh was starting to brush lightly along the shaft of my cock, making it easy to keep talking. I clicked on her picture, opening up a new profile, with its own sexy pictures.

I leaned against Lisa, lips near her ear, hand starting to slide over a round breast, hearing a satisfied sigh when my fingers began rubbing over a hardening nipple. “Helen knows. You can see a lot about people here. Like what one of Joan’s lovers looks like, with information about likes and dislikes.”

Lisa’s sighing grew louder as the fingers on her thigh reached the pubic hair between her inner thigh and labia. Her touching along my cock had made me swell, making it easy to say “She really likes oral sex and rimming.”

“Ummm” was her response as she began to grip my hard length, “she is not the only one.”

“She’s bi like Joan, but have never shared any men. They have great sex together, and that is what they enjoy. Helen is more lesbian. Joan and Angela still have sex, but Helen does not know, she would get jealous.” The feeling of delightful naughtiness grew intense, starting to slip a finger inside a woman while talking about others, looking at a sex site with someone else for the first time while completely turned on.

Lisa turned her head, and we began kissing as our playing grew more distracting. Breaking the kiss, she said “show me Helen” as her pussy squeezed along my two fingers. It took a fair bit of concentration to return to Joan’s profile, then click the link to Helen.

“Joan took the picture at the lake,” I said. “Like it?”

“Her ass.. is really tanned.. Joan.. yesss.” With the profile on the screen, I returned to finger fucking her while talking about the picture, seeing how her eyelids fluttered as she kept looking at the screen.

“Joan loves that sexy ass, and loves when Helen shows it off. What do you think?”

“She’s, ummm, she’s, yesss” was about all she could say as my fingers circled inside her wet love tunnel, returning to a now familiar game.

“Would you like to see more?” I asked. “What do you think of Helen naked like that?”

“She’s, oh god, she’s, she’s really, she’s sexy, god yes.”

By the time Lisa finished, I had Helen’s picture page up. “Joan took all the pictures, showing her off.”

“Showing her, showing her off? She looks so hot. Tiny tits and sexy nipples.”

Lisa’s tepeören escort attention was wavering as her pussy began squeezing in rhythm to my fingers’ motion when I asked her to look closely at the picture of Helen getting finger fucked.

“What do you think? Seeing her sexy fingered pussy?”

“Oh god, so sexy, I want to finger her like Joan, eat her pussy and suck her tits, make her moan and cum.”

She was fully into her fantasies, whether arising from the sexual atmosphere we had been sharing, or ones she had had for a longer time. By now, reality was not a major concern, so I started talking about Helen, in a way that did not really connect to her relationship with Joan.

Joan was the one normally cruising this site looking for men, who if they met her standards would then be introduced to Helen. Or better, to be used by Helen for Joan’s pleasure, getting off dominating her sub, telling her what to do with a man that had already fucked Joan deep and hard. I knew this from Joan, describing the first year of their relationship. Details that were meaningless with Lisa in a different world thinking about another woman.

Starting the slideshow, a function I’d never used before, was straightforward. Seeing the pictures change every 15 seconds led me to starting to touch my rigid cock as Lisa kept moaning about how sexy Helen was. In honesty, apart from Joan’s profile page, I had never spent much time looking at what they posted, since it had rarely changed over several years.

“Helen is a hot slut. She loves having a woman eat her pussy, playing with her tits, sucking her nipples hard, being finger fucked.”

“She’s fucking hot, so beautiful and sexy, lesbian lover slut.” At the end of those moaned words, I heard the vibrator turn on, drawing my attention from the screen to look at the woman I was finger fucking.

Watching her place the knob at the top of her slit, her expression growing incredibly sexy as she moaned “oh fuck yes.” I withdrew my well coated fingers, rubbing them over my cock head, making me moan in turn as her perfect lubrication made stroking feel so good.

She came hard quickly, then kept playing as I said “don’t stop.” Her nipples were hard, pussy glistening, a sight of pure satisfaction, panting as she kept the vibrator perfectly positioned. Picking up the phone, I began recording her as another orgasm built, hearing her say Helen’s name repeatedly as the waves crested, seeing how her pussy opened and closed in hypnotic rhythm.

The camera work was turning me on so much that I stopped playing with my cock completely, right at the quivering edge of orgasm. Her orgasming ended when she moved the vibrator away with a determined motion, after a stretched period of pure bliss.

She surprised me by leaning back a bit, opening her legs, saying “fuck me” looking directly into my eyes. I moved between her legs, sliding my cock over her wet open slit, in paradise. The sensations entering a woman who has cum multiple times already are luxuriously inviting. I assume that they resemble entering a just fucked cunt, something never experienced.

Sinking steadily deeper into her glorious hot swamp of lust was incredible, the look on her face totally slutty, starting to move her hips, moving her head to kiss me, her hand bringing my head down, tongue and cock inside her gorgeously yielding wet softness.

She made me cum, moaning as her hips kept thrusting at a perfect angle along my shaft, grinding hard, pumping her cunt full of hot cum in a flood of mutual satisfied animal lust.

Leading to another surprise as she said thank you, when my entire mind was barely able to handle any thought at all, much less saying how fantastic that had been. She reached over to pick up the phone, stopping the recording.

After another couple of thoroughly relaxed minutes passed as we I laid over her lightly, she asked about setting up a profile sometime, wondering if I could help. My reply was a simple “yes,” in turn wondering whether I would tell Joan. This may not have been quite the same situation as my ex-wife and John, but there was a certain aspect of complication in knowing that the reason Lisa came so hard looking at Helen was my showing her.

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Lena And Rosalyn’s Confession

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I watched Rosalyn leave with her clothes on, and then Kat came in there with me after they hugged. I felt my heart beating so hard; I was sure it might explode if I didn’t tell Kat the news. I still didn’t even know if she knew it, but if she didn’t, she was about to find out, though.

“I love your daughter, Savannah; she’s a wonderful woman,” she complimented me, sitting down on the bed.

“So is your daughter, but I must ask something: did anything come out?” I asked, feeling her arm.

She bit down on her bottom lip and looked away. I wasn’t sure what she was thinking, but my thought went straight to that she did know, but didn’t want to tell me.

“So, you know, don’t you?”

“What, Savannah?”

I bit down on my bottom lip and clenched my fists too. I saw Kat shaking, and it seemed like she wanted to get it off her chest, too, but of course, I was certain that Lena swore her to secrecy regardless of the reason.

“I, I, I don’t know what you’re talking about, hun, I’d thought you’d want to chat about…” she said, before a gap. “Did you do it with Rosalyn?”

“Yes, I did. What about you and Lena?”

“Yes, I did the deed with Lena,” she answered, taking off her clothes. “So, really, what are you talking about, Savannah?”

“I love you, but you’re full of shit. Did you forget we’re married? I can tell by the look on your face, so I think you know. Tell me you know, Kat. Did Lena tell you not to tell me? Rosalyn confessed it to me and asked me not to tell you either. Dare I ask: do we at least trust each other just to tell one another and not blab? We’re wearing each other’s rings now, so I think that stands for something. You’re naked now, but we’re not having sex, so tell me, you know.”

“Yes, I’m naked, but I’m going to sleep now,” she made clear, before turning off the light. “We bonded with each other’s daughters in unorthodox ways, but it happened,” she added, before getting into bed. “Now, let’s drop it.”

“Fine, you want to play it that way, then I’ll just do this,” I announced, before I got on top of her and kissed her. “Our daughters are seeing each other too.”

“Yes, I knew that, you noisy woman,” she whined, pushing me off her.

“Come on, aren’t you happy?” I pondered, leaning up a bit. “Our daughters cheated on each other, but with us because they love us. So, they are that close, and they’re probably telling each other what they did right now. Or, they might not, but they’re sleeping together, and that could be because of us.”

“Did Rosalyn tell you that they had sex that night they met when we went on a date?”

“Yes, but she wanted me to keep it a secret.”

“So did Lena, so what good is it to talk about now? They don’t want us to break the news, so there’s nothing we can do. I don’t even know what to think about them hooking up, I told her it was alright, but now that I’m here with you, it’s weird. They’re step-sisters, and even if they weren’t when they met, it’s still odd.”

“You’re okay with it in the end, though, right? I mean, our daughters have been hiding their relationship for months now. Whether it was a convenience thing, or whatever, they’ve been together and sleeping in one twin bed. We have this queen-sized bed and have room to sleep, but they’ve been sleeping together with barely enough room for one. So, they’re obviously serious, and if we were anyone else in the world, they wouldn’t have let us get into their panties. I’m guessing both of them were resistant, but we still got the job done, right?”

“Yes,” she replied, before a gap. “So, you’re really fine with this?”

“Yes, why wouldn’t I be? I love both my daughters, so maybe it is taboo, but they’re still our loving family, and they deserve to be together if they want to be. They accepted us, and we can do the same for them, can’t we?”

She sighed. “I guess, but still, they don’t want to talk about it in the open, so what do we do?”

“I don’t know; we can’t just pretend that neither of us knows anything,” I laughed, before hitting the bed. “Fuck, I’m just remembering all the times we’ve seen them sitting together and even cuddling. The whole time, we had no idea they were a couple, but we thought they were just close.”

“I did not think of that, Savannah. Oh, those two…” she chuckled, rubbing her face.

“Let’s just tell them that we know, but support them. How pissed off can they get then?”

“I don’t know, so you’re fine having two couples living under the same roof?”

“It’s already been like that, Kat; they just didn’t tell us that they were a couple. Now we’ll just know.”

“So, we’ll see them kiss each other, cuddle while knowing what we know now, and what if the relationship goes south? Then what? We just live here with tension? Do we make another bedroom for one of them?”

“That’s a good question, but I’m guessing that both of them seemed confident about each other. I suppose it could be working for our daughters now because we don’t know about them.”

“Okay, I think we’re overthinking this now. Fuck, so what do we do?”

“Just tuzla escort tell them and support them, Kat. Buy them a queen-sized bed, and let them give their relationship a real try. They deserve that, and they’re both looking to being with another woman, even if they’re step-sisters. Maybe if things go really well,” I explained, before I took her hand. “Maybe we’ll book a park or somewhere for them to get hitched.”

“We went from overthinking this to fast-forwarding to that?”

“Maybe,” I answered, before kissing her. “I married you because I loved you, and I love your daughter, Kat. She is a beyond amazing young woman, and I can’t think of anyone else I’d want Lena to be with than Rosalyn if they’re going to be lesbians. At least this way, they’re not gonna make us grandmothers by surprise,” I rambled, before a gap. “And now you’re smiling, so you’re thinking about it and liking it.”

“Shut up,” she whined, before pushing me.

“I think we should do something else too. Since Rosalyn and Lena both know what it’s like to have sex with their step-moms, let them know it’s okay to have sex in front of us.”

“What the fuck, Savannah? That’s sick, though. We’d still be seeing our own daughters, too.”

“So, what? We can show them that we’re as supportive as possible, don’t you think? Make it clear that they are welcome to date each other and encourage them to go further. It might be a bumpy ride if they want to deny what happened, but that’s love. I have three women I love dearly in my life, and I’d take a bullet for any of you any day of the week. I think a little drama is worth them making it work.”

She took a deep breath and kissed me. “I’m gonna trust you.”

“You say that like it’s a bad thing,” I said, before peeking at the door. “Let’s see if our daughters are doing it now. Somehow, I just know that they told each other what they did, and now they gotta be doing it if things went well.”

“You’re one perverted lady, Savannah.”

“I know, but let’s go see. We both know they know how to go downtown so that they could be doing right at this very second.”

“Are you trying to get me comfortable with seeing them?”

“Maybe, but let’s go,” I suggested, getting off the bed.

She was reluctant, but I put my hand out, and she grabbed it after a minute. Then we both went out there naked and tip-toed to their room. It was quiet, but we weren’t about to just go back. We both gently pushed our ears on the door as we saw a lamp on the floor.

“I love you, Lena,” we heard Rosalyn let out.

“I love you too, step-sis, so we’re not mad at each other?”

“No, they’re both just our moms, Lena. You have a hot mom, and obviously, you think the same of mine; it’s not a crime, but let’s agree not to let it happen again, fair enough?”

“Yes, but just to be clear, we both didn’t know the other was doing it, but went with the theory the other was doing it then?”

“Sure, why not, but let’s agree not to do it again, got it?”

“Yes.”

We didn’t hear anything for a moment, and she both just shrugged. That didn’t make us move away just yet, so we waited for something to happen.

“Oh, yes, Rosalyn, just like that,” we heard Lena moan.

We both nodded, but she didn’t grin. The image was planted in my head, but I found myself more than curious to see them in action. Needless to say, Rosalyn pegged my interests because we just had sex, but even though Lena was in there naked too didn’t turn me off.

I brought my hand towards the doorknob, but Kat grabbed my arm and shook her head no. She gave me a dirty look too, but we kept hearing some moans and the bed creaking too. Needless to say, I felt juice going down my legs, and I saw the same happening to her.

After a minute, she leaned to me. “I love you, but you suck,” she whispered.

“I love you too,” I muttered, prior to kissing her.

She nodded, but bit down on her bottom lip. Then I cracked open the door a bit, got to see the taboo, but hot image even though it was my flesh and blood daughter out there front and center with her boobs out too.

We both still got to see Rosalyn on her stomach with her face in Lena’s crotch, and whether Kat wanted to admit it or not, her breath gave her away. I felt it come on my neck, and she also couldn’t help, but push herself on my back and reach her arms around me.

“I know; I suck, right?” I mumbled.

“So, our daughters are really together?”

“Yes, Rosalyn is licking Lena’s slit, so it seems so, and we’re just sick tarts watching. Is that your snatch leaking?”

“Yes.”

We couldn’t help but watch from the door, even though a small crack, we got an excellent show to watch. Possibly just because we were what it was like to do it with each other’s daughters, we liked it.

We both kept a low profile, but of course, watching them raised the temperature and made it hard to keep quiet. We tried it the best we could, but with every passing second, it got harder. I also felt Kat smooch me all over my neck and shoulder too.

So, after pendik escort a few pleasurable moments, I shut the door and turned to her. “So, what do you think? Should we give them the platform they need to be their horny selves?”

“Fuck yes, even though it is still wrong.”

I kissed her again, and we went back to our bedroom. The next day, we were cuddling together on the couch while watching a movie. Our daughters hadn’t gotten up yet, but we knew they would sooner or later. Anyway, a couple of hours after we got up and went to the living room, we saw them come out together.

“Good morning, you two, we both you’d never get up,” I mentioned, peeking at them.

“Oh,” Lena muttered, sitting down with Rosalyn. “We were just up late chatting, that’s all.”

“No kidding, what was on your minds?” Kat asked.

“Uh, nothing specific, we were just… going on about something. I don’t even remember what it was, do you remember, step-sis?” Rosalyn asked.

Lena had a blank for a few seconds. “It was something about…” Lena started to answer, glancing at us. “Why are you two eyeballing us?”

“What? We asked you two a question and are viewing you while you answer; that’s just being polite, honey,” Kat replied.

They both looked us over for a moment with skeptical looks.

“I think the jig is up, Savannah,” Kat muttered.

“Damn it, Mom, did you tell her?” Lena asked, getting off the couch.

“You mean they both know now?” Rosalyn pondered, joining her.

Lena peeked at her for a second, but turned back to us again. They crossed their arms, and that all, but confirmed they knew that we knew.

“Fuck it,” Lena groaned, before yanking Rosalyn to her and pasted their lips together.

“Well, I’m be damned,” Kat joked.

We got looks from them, but they didn’t part their lips. We both felt it get hot in there suddenly, and we both smiled as well. We didn’t speak but made it clear we liked what we saw. They didn’t keep their eyes on us the whole time, so we knew they were in love.

We kept cuddling as well, but even kissed each other. We weren’t sure how long they’d go, so we kissed each other a few times as well. Although, they kept their lips together and didn’t even break up their kisses.

“Damn, you’re a point, that’s for sure,” Kat stated.

A few seconds after that, Lena yanked her lips away. “Well, are you happy now?”

“Yes, but you two have been hiding your relationship this whole time?” I asked.

“Yes, I guess, but we weren’t sure how’d you react, Mom. We’re step-sisters now, and the idea of you not liking it did come up, you know.”

“Fair enough,” I added, getting up with them. “It’s not like we’re gonna stop loving you because you’re both our whole worlds,” I explained, before grabbing Lena’s hand. “Here, hold hands, and let your love be seen. You’re step-sisters, fine, but who cares, right? If you two want to be together, then be together. If you’re not looking to screw up the family, then be together. In fact, we want to buy you a queen-sized bed too. You two have got to be tired of sleeping in a twin, right?”

“Yes, step-mommy,” Rosalyn answered, before putting her other hand up. “Wait a minute, so you two know both knowingly did it with us, and we’re not talking about it?”

“Well, we can if you want, but we thought it might be awkward, Rosalyn,” I replied, coming to her. “We just know you’re both drop-dead gorgeous, and I’d love to get into you naked with me again.”

“Hey, that’s my girlfriend, Mom,” Lena objected, pulling her back.

“So, it’s that serious then? You consider yourself girlfriends?” Kat pondered.

“Yes, I guess, and now we’ve had sex with each other’s moms, and I’m guessing you both told us to keep it a secret, but you two told each other what happened. So, WTFE, so what now? You support us then?” Lena asked.

“Yes, just be yourselves around us now. We’re just mothers and daughters around here, so I don’t think anyone should hide anything from each other. If anything, we’re mainly mad that you two hid it. Neither of us was in love with the idea at first, but I think seeing you two close like that is different. If you consider yourselves girlfriends, then be girlfriends if you truly want to be, that is. Just don’t hide it from us, that’s all,” I explained, before pecking Lena’s forehead. “I love you both dearly, and may I propose something to you?”

“What, Mom?”

I looked to Kat and pulled her to me. “Well, we want you to be comfortable being together, but maybe you could do something a bit special, but still weird to make yourselves okay being your horny selves. Thinking about it now, you two have had endless hours together where you were potentially doing it, so do it in front of your moms now.”

“What, no,” both young ladies protested. “That’s more than weird, step-mom, that’s like near horrific.”

“Okay, I’m sorry, but if you want to be out there, then be out there. I think it could be a real test if you’re willing to go that far because you love each other that much. Show it, and don’t aydınlı escort if you don’t want to, hun. Your step-mom and I love you more than life itself, but if nothing else, we might find ourselves like you two being together that much more. I’m just putting it out there; I mean, if you two are gonna be a couple, then staple yourselves together by creating a great memory the day you officially came out to us. You’re in love, right?”

“Yes,” they both answered.

“May we see you kiss each other again?”

“What, are you turned on now, Mom?” Rosalyn griped.

“Maybe a tad, but if you don’t want to do anything, then don’t. I just don’t see a better way to demonstrate our acceptance. We could have a problem, but it’s not like you’re going to stop, are you? So, we’re just gonna skip that part and shove the situation into you just being happy together with us knowing about it. You’re my step-daughter, Rosalyn, and I love the fact that you love my daughter like that. We’ll buy you that queen-sized bed and support you as much or as little as you want. Just be yourselves.”

“Well, step-mom, we are ourselves, and we don’t think we should do it in front of you. Mom, are you gonna say anything?” Rosalyn asked.

Kat pulled me to her and pasted her lips to mine. We both encased our arms around each other and certainly showed them the love. We both closed our eyes, and I was sure they stayed closed the whole time too.

I didn’t know what to think of them not wanting to do anything because I felt confident that they’d take us up on the offer. Still, I felt a significant relief with my lips on Kat’s then. So, after a minute, she parted her lips and peeked at them.

“Oh, you both suck,” Lena whined, before yanking Rosalyn to her.

They started making out while standing up too. We followed suit for a moment, but we noticed them moving back to the couch. We were copycats and did the same.

Then Lena gently pushed Rosayln’s lips off hers. “Is this okay, step-sis?”   

“Let’s call their bluff.”

They began making out again and indeed showed the intimacy they had. Even though we wanted to kiss each other as well, we had to watch our daughters go at it for the time being. Whether we liked it or not, they got us good and wooed us as the freaks we seemed to be.

I wasn’t sure what Rosalyn meant by calling our bluff, but we felt horny and willing to watch. They stayed on each other sides for over five minutes and rubbed each other’s legs too. Needless to say, I felt my panties getting wetter, but then Kat even brought my hand to her twat.

Then Rosalyn calmly moved in front of Lena without parting her lips, but then she did. “You’re one hot chick, step-sis,” she praised Lena, before grabbing her top. “I guess our moms are kooky, but I love them,” she added, before taking it off her.

We sat next to each other and leaned towards them too, but didn’t say a word. Although we were both on the edge of our seats, and surely enough, we loved the sight once we saw them getting close.

From one second to the next, Rosalyn reached Lena’s back and took off her bra. So, then for the first time, I got to see my own daughter’s boobs. Even though it was wrong and we were going down the ‘I’ word rabbit hole.

Then Rosalyn felt those delicate boobs. “You made one hot daughter, step-mommy.”

“Thank you, may I see yours, Rosalyn?”

“Only if I get to see yours too.”

She immediately took off her shirt and then her bra too. I got to see those black melons for just a few seconds because then she leaned to Lena’s jugs and began licking her left nipple.

“Oh, yes, Rosalyn, I guess we’re freaks too, now we’re having sex in front of our moms,” Lena moaned, feeling her head.

Needless to say, we still found something we loved in front of us. So, we both needed to get onto our knees and watch closely. I was in front, and we seemed to absolutely love the sight even though it was wrong to watch.

Kat reached over to me and let her hand into my shorts from one second to the next. She had no problem finding my pussy and pleasing me as our daughters had sex. Rosalyn licked Lena’s nipples slowly and kept her eyes on her’s as well.

“Oh, Savannah, is that what I look like when I lick your nipples?”

“Yes, Kat.”

“Sweet, that’s fucking hot, ladies. Who cares if you’re step-sisters? You’re allowed to fuck each other like that if you want. Damn, Rosalyn, you have on sexy mom too; she’s fingering me nonstop right now.”

Rosalyn couldn’t resist glancing at me. She smiled and raised her eyebrows too, but it seemed like she had something else in mind too. Her hands dropped to Lena’s shorts and pulled them off too.

She did that without parting her lips. Then she pulled off Lena’s panties as well, so I had my flesh and blood daughter’s fully nude body in front of me. All the while, Kat fingered me like there was no tomorrow.

“Oh, your daughter is fingering mine, Kat.”

“I can see that and that they’re in love or selling it very well.”

Neither of them said a word and just let the taboo sex go forward without delay. I wasn’t sure what to think of anyone’s thoughts, but we ran with the events and didn’t look back. Neither of them got to see us yet, but they were content with each other.

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David had never been stroked before while being fucked. It was a new sensation; unique. He’d never gotten hard while another man’s penis was in him.

But his partner today was so tender; so considerate; so…loving. This was love-making not mere sex. And David had gotten hard.

He was on his knees, leaning forward on his elbows. So caught up in the pleasure was he that David hadn’t even been aware he had an erection until his lover’s hand closed around it, and began stroking it. David looked back between his slender legs. He was pleased. He moaned even louder.

“We’ll cum together,” his partner promised. David wasn’t so sure, however. The other man had already shown he had tremendous stamina. He just kept going and going. David on the other hand was a quick-cummer. As he knelt there moaning with each thrust, each stroke, he tried to think away the idea of ejaculating. But it was hopeless. It was building to the inevitable, quickly.

At one point David reached back to try to still the older man’s hand, but his lover ignored him. David’s back arched and he let out a cry, then another, as his sperm shot all the way to pillow’s edge, beneath his chin. The second shot went nearly as far, while the third and fourth and final ones fell shorter, and pooled

“That was quick!” his lover laughed.

David was speechless; momentarily confused. He felt humiliated. Even his moans had dried up. His lover pulled out of him, gave his pale bottom a slap and said “Roll over.”

David was mortified. If he rolled over he’d be lying in his own jism. Long, fresh, wet streaks of it. Still, what could he say, or do? He was the bottom. It was his job to obey. He rolled, landing in the cool wet, his back arching again in protest. Instinctively he lifted his legs, which were shaved smooth and unblemished. Perfect if a tad slender. Knees bent, he pressed them loosely to his lover’s flanks as the older man entered him once again, easily. It went right in.

Now that his lover was above him and visible, smiling down at David and his long curls and painted lips, his Cupid’s lips, smiling as he began fucking him again, David was reminded of his dad. The two men were about the same age, mid-forties; wore the same close-cropped salt-and-pepper beard; had similar body types; similar “cheeky” smiles; similar-sized cocks.

The difference being that David had only sucked his dad’s, two years ago during the summer break from college. His dad had never put it in him–not up his ass. He’d drawn the line at that. Showers together, caressing, soapy rubbing…sucking.

“You’re very submissive,” David’s dad had observed. He was looking down at his son, down on his knees on the hard tile.

“Yes,” David admitted.

“Do you have a boyfriend at school?”

“No.”

“Girlfriend?”

They both laughed as David bent his dad’s cock down and took it in his mouth. David was good at giving head and sucked his dad until he came. Sucked him and swallowed the same cum that had conceived him some twenty years before. They did this every day for the three weeks David spent with tuzla escort his dad. Then it was off to spend a month and half with his mother–“Don’t tell!”–and then back to campus. Toward the end of his stay with dad he’d gotten the urge to shave his legs–shave his entire body–and apply some of his mom’s leftover gloss to his lips. Red. He also began dressing–around the house–in some of his mom’s leftover panties. “How cute you look!” his dad would say, after their shower together.

“What are you thinking?” his lover now asked him, as he moved in him.

“Huh?”

“You had a strange look on your face. Like you…were somewhere else.”

“No. I…” And David flashed a red smile up at his surrogate dad.

“Wrap your legs around my back,” the man instructed him. “Be my woman.”

David obeyed, lightly crossing his ankles above his lover’s lower back. He’d almost forgotten about the cool, wet sensation running up and down his spine.

The man said, for the second time: “You’re not a virgin, that’s for sure.” Adding, “Guys at school?”

David nodded.

“How many?”

“A few.”

“Slut!” his lover laughed down at him.

Just as David was thinking how with each thrust up his wide-open rectum he felt that much more effeminate…and how he needed a fem name, something to complement David while at the same time replacing it…his partner said:

“I liked you in your little panties earlier. Prancing around my house…”

David was mildly offended. He didn’t… “prance.”

He moaned again instead. Involuntarily. Blue eyes briefly closing.

“I could use a boy like you,” the man told the 21-year-old.

“Use?”

“I mean aside from this,” his sex-partner again laughed.

“Doing…what?”

“Cleaning. Learning how to cook. Be my…houseboy. Do yardwork. Paint. Anything,” the man grinned, “I need.”

David lay there wondering what was in it for him. The man read his mind.

“Free room and board. Maybe…I could help with your tuition.”

“My dad takes care…of that,” David got out.

“Your dad?”

David nodded.

“You and him…close?”

“Yes.”

“Intimate?”

David didn’t know how to respond. His rectum so dilated now the pleasure was diminishing. Or not diminishing exactly just…a background pleasure. Like recorded music. He finally replied, “He doesn’t live here.”

“Oh? Good,” the older man replied. “Well then…,” getting back to his proposition, “room and board then. And this,” he added with David’s dad’s flash of a salt-and-pepper grin.

“You do that so well,” his dad said after that first time in the shower, wrapping his arms around his slender son’s rising back. “Fondling my balls? Where’d you learn that trick? Do you think,” David’s dad went on, “you could caress my ass at the same time next time?”

David nodded against his dad’s wet chest. His old man was nothing if not…demanding.

“I think everyone should experience incest…when he’s old enough for it to be…consensual. Did you enjoy that?”

Another wet nod.

“And you swallowed. You pendik escort obviously,” David’s dad joked, “didn’t get that from your mother’s side of the family.”

David forced a smile.

“Let’s get out of this shower, water’s turning tepid. We can order pizza if you want.”

David still had the mouthfeel, if not the taste, of his dad’s semen in his mouth. He nodded a third time.

“I’ve lost you again,” his lover now said. “Your eyes glazed over. Getting bored? You were a million miles away.”

“No,” David quickly replied, forcing another smile. “I’m right here.”

“After we finish here we can shower off, you can put on your little panties and I’ll show you around the condo. You’re obviously good at sex…,” although all David had truthfully done was kneel and suck and now kneel and bottom, “…but can you clean a toilet?”

David winced, inwardly.

“I have a housekeeper who comes twice a week. But I can fire her and hire you instead. Or rather,” grinning that fatherly grin again, “that would be one of your roles. As my houseboy.”

After his lover finally–finally!–came in him, and came, a big load, he hustled David off the damp bed and into the shower. David’s hole so dilated he had to run with a hand cupped under himself to catch the running, the dripping sperm. By the time the two men had rinsed off David’s rectum had tightened up, sort of, and he found his discarded bikini panty on the bedroom floor and pulled it back on. Frankly, he felt rather spent: both his balls and his ass. He was feeling VERY effeminate, however. His first assignment:

“Strip the sheets off the bed and I’ll show you where the washer is. Obviously you’d do this every time we have sex.”

Obviously. After rolling in his own cum?

“There’s a reason why I cover my mattresses in plastic,” the naked older man, standing off to the side watching, arms folded, smiling, said. “We’d normally have sex in here but you’ll have your own room, as you’ll see.”

The washer/dryer were off the condo’s kitchen, behind slatted doors. David’s surrogate dad showed him how to properly operate the Korean beast. He next showed David, in his little panties, how to make the “perfect” vodka martini.

“I’d expect one of these when I get home every night, from work. And then a second one before you serve me–and you–dinner. Two martinis before, wine with dinner. I’ll show you all this, don’t worry.”

He then led David down a hallway.

“Who is this guy?” David’s dad asked by phone, a day later.

“Someone I met.”

“Where?”

“He’s a professor at school,” David lied. “He reminds me a little…of you.”

“Have you had sex with him?”

David hesitated. This was his dad he was speaking to. “Yes,” he finally admitted.

“The way we have sex or…?”

“No. All the…way.”

“Jesus,” David’s dad muttered. “Did he wear protection?”

“No.”

“Do you love him?” he abruptly asked.

“No. No, not at all. He…”

David hesitated.

“He wants me to be his…to cook and clean for him…to have sex. To sort of be his…Stepford aydınlı escort wife for him. I guess,” David added.

David’s dad muttered something unintelligible this time. Then he blurted: “You could do that here!”

“What?”

“I mean…we have good schools here. You could transfer. We could take our sex lives to the next level. You could help out around the house…” It sounded as if David’s dad had run out of steam; of ideas.

After a pause David replied, “I’m locked in here for now, dad.”

“But–“

“I’ve already committed to a trial.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“A trial run. Two weeks. If it doesn’t work out…”

“This guy’s using you, son.”

The same way you’ve used me, David thought. He’s you without being you. And he makes me hard when he fucks me. “I’ll keep in touch,” David assured his old man.

David’s lover had just entered him. He started him out on his back this time, David’s cherry-red lips, his pretty, effeminate face, his blue eyes and blonde locks nestled smilingly into a pillow. His slender, shaved legs in the air.

“Fuck me,” David urged, latently.

“I heard you on the phone last night,” the old man told him. Hastening to add, “I wasn’t listening in. You were telling someone about us.”

David swallowed, thickly, as if his lover’s cum. “My dad.”

“Sounded pretty…intense.”

“He’s concerned about me. My…welfare.”

“Did you tell him we’re sex partners?”

David nodded, his head sinking deeper into the pillow, as his lover’s cock pushed deeply into him.

“And how does he feel about that?”

“He’s…I think, jealous.”

“Jealous?”

“I’ve had…an off-and-on sexual relationship with my dad the past, um, year or two,” David heard himself admit. And why not? Another man was fucking him. Offering him a place to stay, and grow. To be a woman, a wife. Who gives a shit?

The man fucked David wearing a look of disbelief. “A sexual relationship like this?”

“No. He always stopped short of…this.”

“What then?”

“Oral.”

“By you?”

Another pillowed nod. David’s partner thought for a second before asking:

“Do I remind you of him?”

“A little.”

“Is that why you’re letting me fuck you?”

“No.”

“Is that why you’ve come here to live with me?”

“No. No sir.”

“Do you dress up in your panties for him? Wear makeup?”

“Yes.”

“Then he knows all about you.”

“Pretty much.”

“But he never fucked you.”

“No. He probably would now, but…”

“Would you rather be with me now, here, or with your dad?”

“You.”

David’s lover gave his left buttock a hard spank. “You sure?”

“Yes!”

Another.

“Yes!”

All this talk about his dad, sex with his dad, along with the hard spanks, had given David an erection. And his lover, seeing it, reached down and began stroking it. And pretty soon his sperm was shooting all the way to his throat hollow.

Looking down at it, the lean white spectacle, his dad paused his motion. “If I’d known I…”

“It’s OK,” David managed to get out.

“Next time I’ll…”

“Don’t worry about it.”

David’s dad had pulled out of him. His cock almost identical in size to the other one’s. “Roll over,” he instructed, as if his son were a dog.

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Family Shock Turns Into Family Pleasure Ch. 07

I’m Jane, married to John, mum to twins Anna and Sam, daughter to Dad. We all fuck each other. Unorthodox, I know, but if its your thing, read on.

After we got back from our winter holiday in the sun (see Chapter 6 for our horny adventures) we settled into a quiet routine. I would see a guy who paid me for sex most days, my Dad would do me once every week or two. My daughter Anna would have sex with the odd guy who paid for her.

Then, out of the blue, Dad rang me one day and asked if I was busy as he was feeling horny. Off I went to his place. When I got there I was a bit disappointed as he had a friend with him. But not for long.

‘I hope you don’t mind but I was telling Dave about you and he wondered if you could help him out,’ Dad said, ‘He’s got money.’

‘Gosh yes. Of course I will,’ I replied, ‘Don’t worry about the money (you’ve got to help retired people, right?).’

i stood up and pulled off my dress.

‘Am I good enough Dave?’ I asked as I posed naked.

‘Yes,’ he said nervously, as he stood and stared at me.

I went over, sat next to him and started kissing him. I rubbed my hand on the outside of his trousers, I could feel he was hard already.

‘We need to get your cock out, I think Dave. Let’s get you naked,’ I teased.

As I helped him undress I noticed my Dad was stripping off as well. He too was fully hard. I knelt down started sucking Dave’s cock. (I remember thinking ‘Wow, these old guys gethard.’ It was like a five-inch long steel bar. It felt sooo good.)

Dad came over and stood next to him, so I took turns sucking them both. At one point I had both their cocks in my mouth at same time. I heard Dave tell Dad how good I was, and that he couldn’t last much longer it was that good.

Hearing that, I felt so happy, I tried sucking them even harder. I moved my hands and began softly squeezing their balls as I sucked. I licked my forefingers and probed their ass holes until I penetrated each of them with the tip. This forced their cocks even deeper into my mouth.

Dad was the first to say he was cumming. I pursed my lips round tuzla eve gelen escort his cock, and felt him shoot into my mouth. God I love it so much when he or my son Sam does that. I know it’s so dirty and that makes it more exciting,

When I’d squeezed all his cum out, I concentrated on Dave. I was sucking him with my mouth full of Dad’s cum. Dave soon added his contribution, shooting load after load in my mouth.

I swirled both loads round, then swallowed it and showed them my empty mouth.

I went and made us all a drink while they recovered. We sat naked talking for a short while, then I asked Dave if he was ready for more. I could see Dad was already half-hard, so I knew he was.

Dave was like, ‘Really? You mean I can cum again if I want?’

‘Yes, cum in my pussy this time please.’

I could see life coming into his cock now. I sucked them both a little to get them harder, then got on my hands and knees. Dave knelt behind me pushing his cock into my wet pussy. He was soon banging me hard, Dad was enjoying getting sucked off by me at same time.

They both kept changing places in me. Dave asked if he could fuck my pussy after Dad had put his cum in there.

‘God yes. Of course you can, if that turns you on.’

Dad was back in my mouth, so soon after Dave said he was going to cum, they swapped places again and I felt Dad cumming inside me. Mmmmmm so hot.

After Dad finished cumming, Dave quickly pushed into my pussy saying how great it felt, full of another guy’s cum. It didn’t take long for him to cum in my pussy as well. I used my pussy to squeeze his cock getting every drop. As they both sat recovering on the sofa, I sucked them both clean. I don’t like to miss any cum.

Later, I asked them if they had many friends that felt like them: horny but not much money. They said yeah, a few, so I told them to pass my number along and I would gladly let them fuck me for free.

I told John about my proposal later that day. ‘Great go for it,’ he said. I pointed out it would mean less time for the guys who paid for sex, but as we didn’t really need the money perhaps it didn’t tuzla otele gelen escort matter.

John suggested that some ofhis friends might like to fuck me too. Having said it, he admitted he was sure they would, I needed to double check he was absolutely certain he wanted his friends to fuck me. He said yes it would be the biggest turn onknowing the guy who was fucking me. And even more if he joined in.

‘Fine,’ I said, ‘I’m up for it. If you’re sure, then let’s do it. I won’t bother with the strangers any more. With Dad’s friends, swinging, and your mates, I think i’ll be happy.’

John was straight on the phone and was talking to someone. On hanging up he said Phil was coming round, but that he thought I was joking. ‘Get naked for when he gets here and we can have threesome.’

About 20 minutes later I opened door, naked, to welcome Phil in. His face was a picture. He couldn’t believe it.

I sat him on sofa kissing him. He was like ‘Is this for real or Candid Camera?’John said, ‘For real,’ and started to undress. I soon had Phil’s cock out. He believed me then.

Both guys fucked me twice. We ended up in our bedroom all three of us. They both fucked me three times each cumming in my pussy, ass and mouth. Phil ended up stopping the night with us, so I got another fuck in the morning. You can’t beat an orgasm first thing.

We got up before the kids to sneak him out of the house. John and Phil went off to their jobs. I was just collecting the discarded clothing downstairs when Anna walked in naked.

She gave me a look and said, ‘Oh, so you had a party and didn’t wake me up?’ I told her everything that had happened over the last few days. She thought for a minute then said, ‘Well, I wanna help you with grandad and his friends.’

‘Yes OK. But they’re old don’t forget.’

‘YeahI know. I prefer older guys anyway. I don’t like boys my age, so its cool.’

I rang John to explain Anna’s proposal. He loved the idea.

We quickly got into a new routine. Dad would come round see me or Anna for sex. We also started getting phone calls. They generally went something like this: tuzla sınırsız escort ‘Hi. Your Dad told me to ring you. Is that OK?’

We always saidYes. We would get his address and either me or Anna would go out to see him. Some wanted to come to our place which again was fine with us.

John had started telling his friends what was on offer. I’d get phone calls from them, or John would ring to sayPeteorTom or whoever was on their way round and could I fuck them?

I did. Happily.

Anna loved helping me with my Dad. We even had a few threesomes with him, I found it such a turn on watching my Dad’s cock going into his granddaughter. I could almost cum just watching them.

We also made a decision to start going nude at home. Sam was bit reluctant at the start, but Anna and myself loved it. Us walking round naked soon got John or Sam hard, so we got more sex.

That summer we would spend days out in garden naked, and, yes, having sex, Dad would come round with his friends. Some of John’s friends would come round as well. It was amazing getting fucked by two or three people out in the garden with John watching me or Anna. He loved it too and got so hard watching us. He was fucking Anna or me more than ever, so we were happy too.

In the mean time, John continued to grow his business (he has a haulage company). The kids left school and Sam went off to university. Anna had no interest in further education and went to work in her Dad’s office,

The clothes she wore to work didn’t leave much to the imagination. John said everyone in the office had seen her bare ass more than once. I’m hoping there will be tales to tell from there soon.

After these upheavals, life settled again into nice routines. I did miss Sam’s cock though. (At Uni he’s sharing a house with four guys, so I’m tempted to go and stay for a weekend and let them all use me. I’ll let you know if I do.)

Then the virus struck. That stopped us swinging and seeing as many of John’s and Dad’s friends as we used to. We moved my Dad in with us to become one family unit. I wish now we had done that sooner. It’s great to sleep one night with hubby and the next with my Dad, letting Dad fuck me and going to sleep in his arms feeling his cum dribbling out of me. Then waking up in a morning to his kisses. On those nights Anna would sleep withher Dad all night. His reaction? ‘OMG she will wear me out. She’s sex mad!’

Like mother, like daughter I guess. More soon…

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5 Timmy

A Kiss with Mom

Timmy’s Thoughts

It’s the New Year, but I’m still writing about my life in December. I’m going to keep all but the juicy parts short and sweet. I’m no writer, just a journal keeper, but not for much longer. Maybe, I don’t know; it seems like all I do is write about fucking, but Diana likes reading what I write, so maybe she won’t let me stop.

Now, on to my life.

Sunday

I’m worried about Abbey. I don’t think anything is wrong with her, but what does she know about Diana and me? Abbey and I still wrestled, but not like before. She’s not so much into getting her frustrations out and learning anymore. It’s more like she’s trying to… fool… around with me. She’ll jump on me when I’m on the couch trying to watch TV. Sometimes I’m just walking through the house, and she gives me a shove–she’s got silent feet. Sometimes, she jumps on me when I’m in my room doing my homework. I don’t get home from wrestling practice until after seven, so I don’t have the time to go through real wrestling drills with her anymore, not until after the State Tournament ends in March. After that, if she wants to roll, we’ll roll, but I don’t know if she still cares about learning the fundamentals of controlling your opponent.

The problem isn’t that Abbey likes to play wrestle with me; it’s the why that concerns me. Outside of straight-up kissing me in front of Abbey, Diana does act like I’m her boyfriend in front of your younger sister, and since Mom already knows about Diana and me, I’m left to wonder what everyone else in the world knows. I don’t know who is talking about what anymore. The wrestling moms know about my affair with my sister, that’s for sure. For all I know, Diana has told Abbey about us even if Diana hasn’t said that she has, and where Diana plans for that information to lead is anyone’s guess.

Diana taunts me with how much prettier and sexier, and more beautiful our little sister Abbey is than her. I don’t know how you can compare a pair of rainbows to each other, but Diana has made it clear that she thinks Abbey will ripen into one of the few really beautiful women of the world–no makeup needed.

I don’t think Diana was a nympho, but I do think my sister loves to experiment, and that makes me nervous. I don’t think Diana realizes that we could get into a lot of trouble for this, and fucking with Abbey’s sexuality is not something that I think we should be doing. I know, we’re triplets, but she’s still my little sister.

Fuck–life is tough.

I’m not going to bring up any of this incest stuff to Abbey. Maybe that’s what Diana wants me to do, and then what? Then I’m the one who has to explain to Abbey why her older brother is fucking her older sister and our mother?

Speaking of Mom, she’s the reason for this entry, so let me go a few more days into the past and let you–my journal–in on a brand new part of my life.

Mom’s Kiss

We–my mother and I–didn’t speak much following the Sunday pool party, where I’m pretty sure I promised about half of my team’s mothers I’d help them get their sons into bed. Mom couldn’t drive home from that party, so I did, and Diana helped me put Mom to bed, and then we had our fun, where Diana permitted me to sleep with as many of the mothers as I had too, for a price: She gets to sleep with Lana and later, she gets to have my ass.

Fuck–I don’t know if I can go through with that.

Monday came, and Mom went to work, stayed out late, and came home. She curled up on the couch with Abbey and watched TV, not ignoring me but not paying me any special attention either.

Tuesday came around; I was in Diana’s room, inside my older sister’s pussy from behind. She lay on her tummy in the prone position while I pressed my hips into her ass, grinding my cock between her slick folds as her warmth dampened my crotch. (God, she gets so fucking hot when I’m between her legs.) We had already had sex a few times. Now we were just having fun before going to bed together. I can’t remember the last time I slept alone for the night.

At eleven–I knew it was eleven because Diana asked me what time it was–my sister told me to go downstairs and get her some water. I dressed in my workout shorts and a shirt and went downstairs. As I walked into the kitchen, I saw my mom sitting at the breakfast table, drinking a cup of tea. She was wearing a pearl satin robe that exposed her cleavage, and her two thick nipples formed a pair of small headlights against the robe’s fabric. She stood when I entered the kitchen, her belt cinched at her waist, but the loose half knot she had tied her robe in didn’t do much to keep the lower portion of her robe together.

“Not escort bayan tired?” Mom asked, but she didn’t sound surprised to see me in the kitchen so late in the night.

“Just getting water,” I said.

“For your sister?”

I nodded.

Mom walked to the fridge, her long leg slipping out of her robe and exposing her thighs as she turned away from me. The robe’s thin satin clung to her weight-trained backside, her twin cheeks outlined beneath her robe like a polished apple.

“Here,” Mom said. She brought Diana’s water to me. I tried to take it from her hand, but she didn’t let go of the bottle after my fingers closed over the plastic above her fingers. “Did you have fun on Sunday?”

“Yeah,” I said. “But not as much fun as you and the other moms had, I think.”

Mom rolled her head to the right, smiling as she did. “We did get a little carried away in front of our boys, didn’t we?”

“More than a little,” I said. “But, it was fun.”

“And before the other moms showed up, did you have fun then?” Mom spoke in an almost whisper, but her voice seemed to fill the kitchen. She moved her forefinger up the bottle, brushing my thumb.

“Yeah,” I said. “Lots.” Goosebumps crawled up my back.

“And you’re okay with it?” Mom took a shaky breath. Her cheeks flushed. When she spoke again, her voice trembled. “You’re okay with helping Prisha get what she wants from her son?”

I swallowed. My heart tripped, recovered, and skipped into a double-quick beat to make up for the beat I had lost.

“Yes,” I said.

“What about the others?” Mom asked. “You’re willing to help all of the other mothers as well… with their sons?”

“Yes,” I whispered, my chest tightening.

“And me?” my mother said so softly I had to read her lips to make out her words. She brushed my thumb again. “You’re willing to help me get what I want as well?” As she spoke, a pink blush toasted her light cheeks. A new sparkle ignited within her green eyes, matching the coy smile forming on her lips.

“Yes, Mom,” I said. “I am.”

Mom let go of the bottle in our hands. “You better go back upstairs. Your sister is waiting for you.”

I nodded and started to turn around.

“Timmy,” Mom said before I had barely begun moving. “Aren’t you going to give Mommy a goodnight kiss?”

Holy fuck.

I turned back to my mother, moving closer to her as I raised my hands to her waist. The water bottle wouldn’t let me grip her left hip, but my left hand fell onto the yielding firmness of the hard body beneath her robe. Mom trembled as my lips moved toward her. I wasn’t thinking, just acting on instinct. Mom tilted her head upward, even lifting herself onto her toes, bringing herself closer to me. Our lips met. Her lips were warm and soft and full, the taste of her flavored by the mint tea she had been drinking.

“Mmm,” Mom sighed in an almost thankful way. The energy flowing through her veins surged into me. She wrapped her arms around my neck and dug her fingers into my hair, caressing the back of my head with an eagerness that surprised me.

“Mmm, hmm, mmm,” Mom continued to hum.

I parted my lips further, sliding my tongue forward. Mom pulled herself to me, her big breasts pushing into my chest, her nipples digging through her satin robe and my thin shirt. I wrapped my arms around her back, settling my fingers above the downward slope of her ass. Our lips moved together wetly, creating a piece of soft, liquid music my cock thickened beneath. (Mom was the first woman I had ever jerked off to, and now this… it was a teen’s dream come true.) Our kiss ended when I circled the tip of my hard prick against my mother’s stomach.

“We need to stop,” Mom whispered in a rushed voice. “Abbey’s home.” She lowered her mouth, resting her forehead against my chest. “But we can talk about this tomorrow when we have some privacy.”

“Tomorrow?” I asked.

“Your sister is waiting for you.”

Fuck.

“Tomorrow then.” I slid my hands back to Mom’s sides, and I squeezed her right hip with my left hand. “As soon as I get home from practice?”

“Whatever you want,” Mom said.

I broke away from my mother and went upstairs. Diana thanked me for the water and kissed me on the lips, pausing to say, “Mmm, minty.” She eyed my hard-on, laughed to herself, then scrambled naked into bed with an unexpected giddiness.

I undressed before joining my sister in bed. She didn’t bother opening her water. She did what she usually does when we sleep together: She turned on left her side and draped her right arm and leg over my body. I curled my right arm under her neck and around her back, and she went to sleep. I stayed awake, my hard-on tenting the sheets.

I lay there, trying to will the aching beast that was my cock to softness. At some point during the night, as Diana’s soft puffs of breath fell over my chest, my cock began to deflate, wilting, swaying, and crumping to the side in an all-to-slow collapse tuzla genç escort that gave me time to think about my mother’s lips once again. No good. My cock stiffened, becoming a giant ache beneath my shorts.

I brought my left hand across my body and palmed the outside swell of my sister’s tit. Diana’s warm flesh filled my palm, firm and perky in the ways only an eighteen-year-old girl’s could be. I squeezed her breast and turned to my right, gently rolling her over.

“Hmm,” was the quiet noise that sounded in my sister’s throat.

I rested my sister on her back. Diana’s warmth brought a red flush to my skin. How did she get so fucking warm? I ran my left hand down her body and over her stomach, tracing her belly button. She uttered a soft sound but didn’t wake. I went lower, over the smoothness of her mound, my pinky and thumb brushing her firm thighs. I hooked a foot over her left shin and pulled her leg toward me, spreading my sister open.

“Hmm,” my sister sleep-muttered again.

I slid my hand down her mound and palmed her hairless pussy meat.

Diana took a deep breath. Faint moonlight slid through the cracks in her blinds, but I could only make out the bluish-black shadows making up the contours of her face.

I slid my middle finger between her outer folds and laid my digit across the seam of her inner lips. My sister huffed in her sleep, her breathing turning thick and heavy. The rough sound of her nostrils puffing out air as I curled my finger through her slit spurred my heartbeat to a harder pace.

I played with my sister’s pussy gently. Diana uttered soft whimpers as she wiggled her body enough to spread her legs further apart for my fingers. The shallow opening of her twat-hole became as slick as pink butter and just as smooth. Sighing, I slid the tip of my middle finger into her pink hole.

“Uh-umm,” Diana moaned. She tossed her head in her sleep. Was she fighting to wake up? Was she dreaming about some man’s hands on her body, in her body, not taking no for an answer? Pre-cum slid from the tip of my cock onto her hip. She moaned again.

I caressed her pussyhole, gathering her juices, then I removed my finger to a sigh of protest. I grasped my dick, wiping her wetness over my shaft. When my pole was slick, I cupped her pussy again, sliding my three biggest fingers through her crease one at a time before jerking my shaft again and lubing my prick with more of her warm honey.

I slid over my sister, careful not to wake her from her sleep. I positioned myself on my elbows with my forearms under her shoulders and my hips between her open legs. My cock dangled hard between us, rubbing the insides of her thighs and giving her pussy lips butterfly kisses as I searched for her juicy hole. She had to be aware of what I was doing on some level, right? I didn’t know. My sister has never told me if she was, but she has never told me not to fuck her in her sleep again, either.

Diana uttered a soft, confused moan when I pressed the spongy tip of my prick to the smooth curve of her muff and pushed inward. My slippery knob sank into her, pushing through Diana’s tightness and spreading her walls open.

“Uhhhhh,” Diana moaned.

My shaft continued spreading her dewy walls as her lips stretched over my thick shaft.

“Mmm,” Diana whined.

I pumped my hips forward, pushing her pussy lips inward as I loosened her cunny with my shaft.

“Huh, mmm, huh,” Diana uttered in several breathless sighs. I think she was trying to wake up now. I think she knew her dreams were no longer dreams.

I pulled out and pushed back in… harder this time.

“Uh,” Diana groaned. “What? Timmy, no.” Her last two words came out as a whisper, but she didn’t say her chosen safe word–RED–which would have made me stop without question.

I pushed deeper into my sister’s pussy. She moaned again and brought her knees up around my sides. Her breathing deepened. Her breasts rose and fell against my chest, and her body–her entire fucking body–bloomed with heat beneath our blankets, turning my skin crimson.

“Timmy, fuck,” Diana moaned.

Slick wetness coated my shaft as I pushed in and out of my sister’s slippery snatch. She grunted when my balls touched her ass, and she wrapped her arms around my shoulders and locked her ankles around the backs of my thighs. I pumped my sister’s pussy faster, drawing out her cream in a series of slish-slosh sounds as her pussy turned into soft butter around my cock.

“Uh, uh, uh, uh,” Diana moaned. She turned her head, finding my lips, and she kissed me, her tongue snaking into my mouth, licking me up and down.

“Mmm, hmm, uh, uh, mmm,” we both moaned and groaned together. I sped up, rocking my sister’s bed, as she whimpered into my mouth. I slid my right hand down her body and hooked it behind her knee, lifting her leg up and back and over my shoulder, tightening her little pussy on my cock.

“Fuck,” Diana grunted as I slid deeper into her than tuzla kendi evi olan escort before. “You’re extra fucking hard–ooh–tonight, little brother.”

I spread my knees for balance and pumped my sister’s pussy with firm strokes, sliding into her as her inner pink kissed and licked the tip of my cock with every inward thrust. I pushed all the way into her wet muff, ground my hips against her crotch, turning the base of my cock around her pussy lips as I bumped her insides with my rigid pole.

“Timmy,” Diana whimpered. “Fuck, Timmy, fuck me, baby. Fuck me, little brother.”

Minutes passed before the tingling in my balls began. Cream dripped from Diana’s pussy, her juices running thick and messy down the crack of her ass. I hooked her right leg over my left arm and bent her double, fucking my cock into her with deep strokes, hitting bottom every time. My sister purred like a kitten. I rose onto my knees, moving my ass up and dropping my dick into her from a vertical angle, feeding my sister’s cunny every inch of my fuck-stick on every inward stroke.

Diana started to pant. Then she began to whimper. Then her pussy walls hugged my cock, and she came, crying out as she swung her head from side to side. I found her mouth in the darkness, pressed my lips to hers, and swallowed the sounds of her orgasm as her body shook beneath me. As her pussy muscles spasmed around my cock, I thumped her wet hole as hard as I could three fucking times, making her whimper each time. On the final thrust, I came hard, jizzing up her snatch with one long surge of come.

Diana panted beneath me as I filled her pussy with a big load of sticky cum.

After the last of my seed slithered out of my cock, I collapsed to the side. I slid my hand under my sister’s head, clenched her hair, and forced her down my body. She didn’t fight me, doing my bidding as though I were the person in charge of us. I didn’t let her back up until after she had cleaned my cock and then some. We fell asleep soon after.

Thursday’s Plans

Abbey made her own way to school on Thursday. Diana and I parked in the back of the parking lot, where I gave my sister her morning kiss before class. But before getting out of the car, she had something to tell me.

“I can’t pick you up from practice tonight,” she said.

“I don’t mind jogging home,” I said.

Diana laughed. “Only a wrestler wouldn’t mind running three miles after his practice.”

“Jogging,” I said, then asked, “Where are you going to be?”

“At Lana’s, with Abbey.” My sister smiled at me. “Mom’s going to pick you up, so don’t run away, understand?”

I nodded, thinking of what this could mean.

“Do you understand?”

“I do,” I said after a moment.

“Remember: You belong to me.” My sister reached over and grabbed my hand. “Only I get to tell you what to do.” She squeezed my hand. “No one else. Not even Mom.”

“I know.”

“You better.”

Later, at the end of lunch, my sister and I were in the drama theater, in our private fuck-room, as Lana calls it. Diana had dressed as a sexy schoolgirl, complete with a too-short pleated skirt, thigh stockings, and a gray sweater over a buttoned-up dress shirt. I had her bent over the makeup counter with her skirt on her ass, and her sexy panties pulled over the left side of her firm ass, exposing her pretty, pink slit to me. Lana kept watch for us, but she was doing it from inside the room, cracking the door open and peeking out into the hallway… some of the time.

I pumped my sister’s pretty pussy for the last ten minutes of lunch, turning her silky folds into a runny mess of cream and cum. I didn’t fuck her hard or fast, just firm and deep, giving her an intimate cunny massage that closed her eyes and pushed moans through her body. She didn’t bother cleaning up our cum after I pulled out and cleaned myself up. Instead, she sat on the makeup counter with her panties to the side, and her pink muff glazed as we talked.

“Have fun tonight with Mom,” Diana said. “I’ll pick you up in the morning.”

“I will,” I said, and then I had to ask, “What are you going to do with Abbey at Lana’s?”

Lana laughed.

“Lana’s cousin kind of knows Abbey.” Diana smiled at me. It was a warm smile. “They run in the same circles, I guess. Don’t worry. We’re not going to do anything crazy tonight. I love you, now get lost.”

As I walked away, Lana walked toward my sister….

Timmy out.

6 Timmy

Fucking My Mother

Where I Left Off

Diana had just told me that she was going to spend the night at Lana’s and that she was taking Abbey with her, leaving me alone with Mom, who was picking me up after my wrestling practice. Why? To make sure I wouldn’t run in the opposite direction? That made me laugh. I knew that wasn’t the reason. Not after our kitchen kiss. So why? Was my mother eager to get me home after a hot and sweaty wrestling practice? Maybe. But I think she had decided to pick me up after practice to show the other moms that the game was on.

Before practice started, Diana sent me a text: Take charge of Mom tonight. The first time I read that, I thought it said care….

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What Mothers Are For Pt. 07

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After the shower, Mom and I had a quick breakfast of an English muffin before we had to leave and Mom dropped me off in front of the school.

“Okay, now give me a kiss goodbye,” She said and indicated she wanted me to kiss her on the cheek, but instead I grabbed her head and kissed her on the lips. We tongue-wrestled for a bit before I reached into her blouse and started fondling her tits. “Mmm,” She moaned out but then pushed me away, “You’re going to be late, you better just get out and go to school.” She said to me.

When I walked in the front door I was a little surprised to see Alexa, the school principal, standing outside her office, when I came by she grabbed me and took me into the room. A second later she pushed me up against the wall and we were making out. “I’ve wanted this since we dropped you off at your job yesterday. I just want to fuck you.” She moaned out before making out with me again.

We had both our clothes off in moments and Alexa’s back was on her desk when the door opened and in walked Donna, Alexa’s daughter. “What the hell, Mom?” She said, “I thought you said I could fuck him first today.”

Alexa smiled devilishly at her daughter as she sank her pussy onto my hard, thick dick. “Just give Mommy the first one today, you can have him after,” She smiled, “I’m sure if you wanted, Dan would eat your pussy, no problem.” It was true, I licked my lips pervertedly as I looked directly in Donna’s eyes. She bit her lip and started taking her clothes off.

This made me realize something, “You know, you two seemed kind of awkward after yesterday…” I said, trailing off.

“Well,” Donna said as she removed her clothes, “Mom and I had a talk yesterday, and when I told her how hot I thought it was that she ate my pussy, well…”

“We ended up licking each other’s pussies all night long,” Alexa explained as she started to ride my cock like a horny slut. Her pussy gripping and tightening my shaft as she spasmed in a mini-orgasm, “Mmmmm-Mmmm,” she moaned as she kept bouncing on me.

Donna was naked now and got above me, her pussy was shaved I saw, though I didn’t think it was yesterday. She shaved so her mother could taste her cunt better, I thought as she lowered herself on me and I started to lick her pussy with the only thought making these two women cum as many times as possible. With that thought in mind, I could feel myself start to cum, but I held back. I didn’t want to stop until I at least got to fuck Donna’s pussy as well.

Alexa came on my cock with a very audible moan, “OOOOHHHH FUCK YES! THIS IS SO FUCKING GOOD! I NEVER HAD A COCK AS GOOD AS THIS BEFORE!” She moaned as she had an explosive orgasm all over my dick.

Donna started to cum too as she watches her mother, “MMMMM, FUCK MY PUSSY WITH YOUR TONGUE! I’M CUMMING!” She shouted as she came on my face. A moment later they were both off of me and recovering from the orgasms as they stared at my naked body and my still hard cock.

“I’m still not done yet,” I announced as I stood up and walked over to Donna. “I’m going to fuck you Donna, but first, suck my cock!” I ordered and at once she opened her mouth so I could slide my cock right in. She started deepthroating me right away, and I wondered again where Donna got all this experience sucking cock from. I mean, she always seemed too uptight to care about anything but her grades, let alone sexual things. I just didn’t think she could have had any experience but as she sucked her mother’s pussy juice off my dick, she spread her legs wide and started to finger fuck herself, “Stop that,” I said as I took my dick out of her mouth. She removed her hand from her cunt and I got down on the floor and lined my dick up with her sopping wet pussy. I grabbed my shaft and started teasing her pussy lips by rubbing my cockhead up and down her labia.

“Stop teasing and just fuck me,” Donna said in desperation. She needed this more than I did, I thought.

I did as I was told and sunk my thick cock into her tight pussy. She was very tight, but not so tight that I thought she was a virgin. I guess Donna had more sexual experiences than I gave her credit for.

I started to slowly fuck her and as I did, Alexa got up off the floor and came over to sit on her daughter’s face, “Eat mommy’s pussy.” She said as she lowered down and Donna immediately complied and started lapping at her mother’s cunt, obviously enjoying the whole experience as I started to royally fuck her, swiftly going in and out of her hungry cunt, trying to fuck her into obliviousness.

I suppose that thought was a bit truer than I realized, as all three of us were so busy fucking with no signs of stopping. I fucked Donna to orgasm as her mom came on her face, then I fucked Alexa again, this time bend over her desk doggy style so she could eat her daughter’s cunt while she was spread eagle on her mother’s desk. And then again on the floor, Alexa was on all fours and Donna crawled on her mother’s back so both their pussies were facing me and I would kaynarca escort fuck Alexa for a few strokes then switch to Donna and then back again. We were so oblivious to everything but giving each other pleasure that no one noticed until it was too late that Janet, the school secretary, walked into the room.

She stopped dead in her tracks as she saw the entire scene through the open doorway of the adjoining room. She dropped her briefcase and gasped.

Donna and Alexa both started to move in order to get up, “This isn’t what you think.” Alexa said.

But before either could move I put my arms on the side of Donna’s hips and held her in place as I sunk my cock back into her pussy, “I still need to cum!” I shouted, “I don’t care who’s watching us!”

As I fucked Donna I looked over at Janet, who had not moved since she came in and only seemed totally encapsulated by the sight in front of her. I smiled and motioned for her to come over. Janet did, almost immediately, and I grabbed her head and pulled her to mine and we started to kiss. Janet didn’t do anything to stop me and I ran my hand up her leg and parted her panties so I could get access to her wet pussy with my hand. I really wanted to fuck her but this added influence of a third woman in the room was making me too fucking horny and I felt myself cumming, and I stopped kissing Janet long enough to announce it to the room.

“No! Not in Donna’s pussy, she could get pregnant!” Alexa shouted as she spun around and knocked Donna on the floor with an “ow.” as Alexa spun around and I started to cum all over her face and chest. The first streak ran across her forehead and into her hair, the next flew straight into her open mouth and another landed on her neck and streaked down across her giant tits.

“Don’t hog it all!” Donna complained and sat up so she could grab my dick and direct the cum flow towards her own body. The first blast hit her in the center of her face and splattered across her nose, mouth, cheeks, and forehead in a total mess. The next blast got her on the tits and had a nearly equal explosive effect.

“I want some too,” Janet said as she leaned down and took my spasming dick into her mouth and swallowed the rest of my load, “Delicious,” she said as she wiped her mouth off and then licked the cum off her hand.

Donna and Alexa were already making out and licking my cum off each other’s bodies and then sharing it as they kissed. Donna would suck her mother’s boobs, Alexa would do the same to her daughter, and then they’d come back to each other and French kiss as they shared my giant load between them.

“Well, I’m guessing there’s a story behind all this,” Donna said with a smile. Even though she just sucked me off as I fucked her boss and her boss’s daughter, she still seemed like jolly Donna.

I glanced at the clock. “Actually I have to get to the second period, Alexa and Donna can tell you everything, I’m sure,” I said as I practically threw my clothes back on and then ran out of the room.

In the next period, my two best friends sat down next to me and June and Debra. June looked at me strangely, “Where were you yesterday?” She asked.

“Um,” I wondered if there was a good way to put it. June was my best friend and I never wanted to lie to her but I felt she probably wouldn’t understand, “Well, I need stress relief, um, because I’m so busy, and, um, the faculty at the school is doing their best to, um, help me deal with it.”

June thought about this, she already knew about my stress as I’d complain about it from time to time, but not how I took care of it of course, “Deal with it in what way?” She asked suspiciously.

I gulped, but I guess it was time to face the music, “Well, I-“

Instead of answering Mrs. Smith came in the room, who was also Debra’s mother, but she smiled at the class, “Okay, class, we’re going to take a new step into Biology today, and we’re going to start studying human anatomy, now take out your books and turn to page…” And she droned on for the whole class period as we read from the book.

I went through the rest of the school day in what was more or less a haze. For one thing, I was determined not to miss any more class because of my need to cum, but that meant more stress for me overall without a good way to release it for a while. I was glad for the orgy in the principal’s office that morning though. I wondered if that was going to become a daily thing.

June seemed to have forgotten about me mentioning my stress relief and I was grateful for that as we had what was a fairly normal day.

At the start of the last period, my sister, Barbie, came up to me in the hall. “Hey,” She said, “Sorry but I’m not going to be coming home again today. Staying with some of the other cheerleaders again tonight.”

“Okay,” I said, a little disappointed because that meant she couldn’t give me stress relief when I got home and Mom wouldn’t be there, “Is something going on?” I asked.

“No, oh, actually yes,” orhanlı escort Barb said, “We wanted to have a party this Saturday. I was thinking we’d have it at our house. You could invite a few people if you like.”

“Wait,” I said, “Isn’t Saturday when Becky is coming home?” I said. Becky was our older sister, she just turned 21 and was going to college but wanted to get home at least one weekend out of every month, which was this coming weekend for this month. We got along fine, though I don’t think she’d be very happy if she discovered what Mom and Barbie did for my stress relief.

“Yeah, so what?” Barbie said, “I’m sure she’s been to plenty of parties at college. This won’t be anything new.”

“Okay, what time were you thinking of starting,” I said, “you know that I work on Saturday from 9 to 5.”

“Well, we’ll have it at 6 then,” Barb explained and then walked away from me. I thought that was a little mean but to be fair this week was the first time she’d been civil with me since we were kids. I supposed hanging with the cheerleaders probably didn’t help as they were all kind of mean to me. Though Barb’s friend Linda, who helped me cum yesterday, might have changed her tune, but somehow, I doubted it.

I usually skipped my study hall last period anyway and spent it near the field where the cheerleaders practiced so I could get a ride home with one of Barb’s friends, or their mothers, whatever the case might be. It usually worked out but I never sat close enough while I was waiting to really see what they were doing for fear of them all turning on me all of a sudden, which was very likely, to say the least.

I thought about asking Alexa and Donna again if they’d mind me bumming a ride, but my house was twice as far as the factory and in the opposite direction so I decided against it. But then I wondered if there was anyone I could call, I realized that the only person who could do it was my Aunt Chelsea, Mom’s sister, and also someone who caught Mom sucking my cock under the dinner table right before I blasted a creamy load of jizz all over her face. She was quite upset after that, and I wasn’t sure if she would even talk to me.

I decided to text her because I didn’t want to talk to her if she was just going to yell at me. I typed in my phone, “Hey, I need a ride from school, I can leave as soon as you get here.” And hit send.

I was surprised when she wrote back almost instantly, “K. I’ll leave now.”

I waited outside for only about ten minutes when my aunt pulled up in her car. I ran up and threw my bookbag in the backseat, “Hey, thanks.” I said, “If you drop me off at home, my ride for work should be there about 4.”

Aunt Chelsea glanced at me and nodded, “I was thinking maybe you’d like me to sit with you for a while and then I could take you to work today.” She said, “I think I want to be there when your mother gets home. She and I need to talk.”

I thought about saying something to that but bit my tongue and stayed silent. But something in me couldn’t stay silent for long, “You know what Aunt Chelsea?” I said, “Mom didn’t do anything wrong.”

Chelsea gasped at what I said but then shook her head in distaste, “Well, of course, you think that. You’re getting free blowjobs out of it. But your mother is abusing you and I want to make sure that she knows that.” She said this very matter-of-factly, it was kind of infuriating.

“It’s not abuse,” I said, sternly, “My mother loves me and I love her, and this is something I need. It’s because of all my stress and Mom realizes that and is willing to help me.”

Chelsea heard my words but didn’t seem to believe a word of it, “Or,” she put in, “Maybe your mother is just a huge slut who just wants to suck a big, fat cock no matter who it belongs to.”

This pissed me off so much that I reached over and grabbed the steering wheel as I kicked my foot over my aunt’s leg in order to pound on the brakes. The car squealed to a stop in the middle of one of the backroads that led to my house. I realized I hadn’t checked to make sure it was safe to do that but luckily that road was hardly used by anyone who didn’t live on it or near it as we did.

Chelsea looked almost as shocked as she did when she watched her sister/my mother get a face full of my cum. She let go of the steering wheel and shut the car off in anger, probably so I couldn’t start trying to drive from the passenger seat, “What the fuck is wrong with you!?” She shouted at me, “We could have crashed!”

“Yeah, well, we didn’t.” I said, I started undoing my pants to which Chelsea stared at me wide-eyed in shock, “Now, I need stress relief, I haven’t had any since this morning, and you’re going to give it to me.” As I said this I tore my amazingly hard cock out of my pants.

Chelsea stared at my rock hard dick for a second, “Jesus, why the hell are you so big!” She said, obviously impressed with my cock, but then forced herself to look away, “Just put that away, I’m not a slut like your mother-“

Her tepeören escort calling my mother a slut just pissed me right off and I grabbed her hand and wrapped it around my dick before taking her hand and started jerking myself off with it. Though she had been complaining, my aunt gripped my cock tightly and soon I removed my hand because she was jerking me off herself.

She turned back to me to watch herself jerk me off, “Jesus, that’s the biggest cock I’ve ever seen, let alone hold in my hands.” She glanced around to make sure no cars were around or anyone was within view. When they weren’t she looked back to me, very annoyed, and said, “Okay, fine, if we’re doing this, whatever,” she tightened her grip on my cock and jerked me off faster, she took her other hand and reached into her own pants and started fingering herself, “I guess you need your ‘release’ but don’t think I’m going to do this more than once.” She suddenly stopped jerking me and I was about to complain but instead, she started taking off her clothes, “But since this only a one-time thing, and I don’t think I’ll ever find a cock as big as yours, Danny…” She trailed off as she took her pants down, revealing her beautiful brunette bush and swollen pussy lips, “I’m going to fuck you.” She said.

This made me go wide-eyed because Mom had put her foot down so hard about not having sex with family members (though oral was okay) that I never thought it would ever happen. But now my aunt was offering her pussy to me. I had to think about it, but Aunt Chelsea didn’t give me any time to think about it because she had already shifted to the passenger seat and the tip of my cock was slowly slipping into her vagina.

“Oh fuck, you’re big,” She moaned as my cock went all the way into my Aunt Chelsea’s pussy, she started to grind me as I took hold of her ass with both hands as she fucked me. Her big boobs her in my face so I started to motorboat them for a moment before I sucked on one tits, then the other, and back again. Back and forth I licked and sucked my aunt’s nipples while she fucked me in the car.

“Holy fuck,” I moaned out, getting ready to cum already just by how taboo this situation was, “You pussy feels so fucking good, Mom! I mean, Aunt Chelsea! Oh shit!” I moned, not even meaning to call her Mom but this was so fucking hot my mind was all over the place.

“You want to fuck your Mommy! Oh shit, I’m Cummming!” She shouted as her orgasm made her whole body shake and I started cumming as well and filled my aunt’s womb full of my jizz. God, this was the hottest thing I’d done so far, and I was loving it!

After we both stopped coming with each other’s genitals, Aunt Chelsea was still sitting on my dick and staring into my face, “Holy fuck Danny, I don’t think I’ve ever cum so hard in my life!”

I gripped her ass harder as I made her grind on my still hard cock, “Too bad it’s only a one-time thing.” I mentioned.

“Mmm,” Aunt Chelsea moaned as my cock massaged the inside of her cunt, “Well,” she said, “you know that this is still technically one time.” And with that, she started fucking me again. I massaged her ass as she started bouncing on me, her huge tits bouncing around my face. I wanted to suck on them again but Chelsea was practically out of control as she fucked me, “YES! YES! YES!” She yelled over and over again as she started having a humongous orgasm once again, it was too much for me and twice in so many minutes, I started filling my aunt’s pussy full of my cum.

This time when we finished our mutual orgasm, Aunt Chelsea rolled off of me. I could see that my cum was now leaking out of her cunt onto the driver’s seat, but she didn’t seem to notice, or she just didn’t care. She began dressing, “Alright, that was incredible but unexpected, and like I said, I’m not going to fuck you or blow you, or anything sexual ever again Dan. I’m your aunt, and I’m still hoping to talk some sense into Beth when she comes back from work today.” As she talked she finished dressing and started the car up again. The clock said I still had an hour before work, which was usually around when I got out of school anyway since Barbie’s cheerleading practice tended to go over the normal school ending time. I was glad I got out early.

As we drove I put my pants on and watched my aunt. She was beautiful, her long, curly brunette hair flowing down her flushed, round cheeks, her cute nose, and beautiful brown eyes, just barely slits as she relished in her post-orgasmic bliss. But as we drove and I looked at my aunt fondly, I saw her eyes slowly widen and her pouty lips curl as she realized exactly what we’d just done. I could tell she was pissed, and instead of looking at her fondly, I instead turned away and stared at the passing trees out the window and I wondered how my Aunt was going to take fucking me, twice, and letting me fill her pussy full of cum both times. Goddammit, I thought, I was such an idiot sometimes.

When we pulled up to the house, Aunt Chelsea reached across me to open my passenger door herself, “Just get out. I don’t care if you have to miss work. I’m going to go home and think about some things.” She wasn’t angry anymore when she said this, which I was relieved by, but I still needed a ride.

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