Ay: Nisan 2023

Within and Without

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The following is a work of fiction and not meant to represent any person’s ideas, beliefs, wills, and past acts. All characters involved are above eighteen (18), and anything close to real persons or places is entirely coincidental. Copyright Reign Loveridge 2022.

*****

They walked each other down the aisle, clean and worthy.

Savannah wore cream-peach and Kylie wore ice-white.

They both cried, mascara threatening to run down cheeks already sore with smiling, veils hiding what I already knew to be true, wanting, and prepared for a lifetime of scorn.

No one but the open-minded were in attendance and an extremely radial priest cleared his throat and mumbled his altered lines behind me.

In the eyes of a forgiving God and the witnesses who risked everything to be there with me, I married both of my sisters.

*****

I kept waking up at four-thirty. Something about the time sat right with my body-clock. It was an entire hour before I had to leave for work anyway, so I supposed it wasn’t entirely bad.

I awoke to the sound of a bottle smashing. The preconditioning meant I was wide awake anyway; checking the clock, it was four-twenty-six. My room was a mixture of blacks and sea blue. The window was open and from the breeze-less curtains I heard talking – very close to the house. I rose from the bed and listened, relaxing a little when laughter followed. Warm and familiar yet the second voice was totally foreign. It was too light and easy-going, I guessed it was not from around here.

I heard the laughter slowly drift with the morning frost, the world outside shadow and cobalt. I heard some banging and giggle cut short with a yelp. I put my head out the window and strained to hear. My heart stomped. Tearing away from the window, I ran down the hall. On the way out the front, I picked up the metal pipe from beside the door and hopped down the precarious flight of pallet-stairs. Out on the road was mine and Kylie’s sedan, and in the carport was Savannah’s hatchback. Looking over the deathtrap to the back of the carport, I saw shadows moving and rolling around on the couch. A grunt. A gasp. I charged in and hit one of the support poles with the pipe, roaring. ‘Get off of her!’

The two figures leaped apart, screaming. A familiar silhouette leaned for a bag and brought out two objects. ‘What the fuck! Who are you?’

‘Who is you?’

‘Who…’

A phone-light flickered on and a cone of vision arced across myself and the car. My eyes trying to adjust to both dark and a beam of light, I readied myself.

‘Oh, for fuck’s sake!’ The familiar said.

‘What?’ The other said. The light examined the figure. A flash of skin, a loose bra, a leg, underwear bunched at the ankle. Everything clicked in my head and I turned it half-away.

‘Fuck, I’m so sorry!’

‘You ought to be, Dad!’ Savannah shot and flicked on a noisy mechanic’s lamp above them. There lay my sister and another girl, Savannah only topless with a phone in one hand and mace in the other, but the other only having a bra on by one strap. My foot snaked into a pair of jeans and I kicked them up to Savannah who slung it across the other girl.

‘That’s your Dad?’ she asked, feeling with her toes, looking like the most embarrassed person on planet earth. ‘How old are you again?’

Savannah smacked her lips. ‘No, it’s my little brother.’

Still looking away, I waved back at the newcomer with my free hand. With the other, I let the pipe clang to the cracked concrete. ‘Hey.’

‘What the hell are you doing?’ Savannah hissed as the other girl got dressed, the openness in her broad movements made me look away even harder, focusing intensely on our mother’s old garden gnomes.

‘What am I doing?’ I threw back. Girne Escort ‘I thought you were in danger!’

‘As you can see, I’m not! Look, just leave!’

‘I’m going to leave too,’ the other girl said, pulling her jeans up around her waist. I looked back at the scene, it smelled like perfume and alcohol. ‘This is too weird knowing your brother was in earshot of us nearly fucking. I thought you said you didn’t live with anyone. Who’s sedan is that?’

Savannah lowered her eyes. ‘It’s my little sisters.’

‘Fuck,’ the other girl breathed. ‘You spun a whole badass story and everything.’

I looked at Savannah, it was the first time in a long time I saw her look hurt. ‘I-…’

‘Look,’ the other girl said, packing up her things and bent to put a hand on Savannah who didn’t even look her in the eye. ‘If you’re ever up my way, maybe we can try this again.’

Savannah took a long time to answer. ‘Yeah,’ she said, shrugging. ‘Maybe.’

The girl straightened as much as she could and gave me an awkward nod and moved by me. She smelled amazing and watching her leave, how straight she was, I knew she wasn’t local. She didn’t have that meandering to her.

‘Do you want me to drive you somewhere?’ I called, remembering the hour. No answer came. The girl turned into a shade and strode into the darkness.

The lamp swung in the breeze.

The cold climbed into my breath and I held out a hand to Savannah, as she packed up her things and reached for it, I retracted. She looked at me. ‘Wanna wash that thing first?’ I asked.

Savannah huffed out of her nose and a look of mischief came about her lips, which I only noticed then that she had lipstick on. Strange. ‘I use the other hand,’ she said and slapped that hand around the back of mine and with me trapped, she massaged. It was a little wet.

I walked inside after Savannah who immediately went to the heater in the living room and switched the third-hand machine to half-life. It popped every ten seconds and smelled of burned lint and old stove tops, yet within minutes the entire living room was washed in comfortable heat. The glow of the rods lit Savannah’s face as she hugged her knees, rubbing her toes and wriggling them into the carpet that was always slightly dusty. Around her were clothes horses, loaded with all of our damp and musty washing that began to steam.

‘I really am sorry,’ I said, wiping my hands dry on Savannah’s singlet that was hanging up.

‘I know you are. I do. It’s just that this was my rare chance to cut loose.’

‘Not too much of that happening these days.’

Savannah shook her head. ‘Not since Kylie was offered those scholarship classes, or courses, or what ever the fuck they are.’

‘She worked hard for those.’

‘She did! Don’t get me wrong, she deserves it, but there’s more pressure on her now because of that, she needs all these extra textbooks, course readers, and a laptop and video camera. Fuck, I spent half of last week earning the shipping money. Apparently, we count as a “rural community”.’

‘I know that more than you do,’ I said, prodding her shoulder gently with my knee. She shuffled aside and I sat down beside her, staring into the buzzing orange. ‘I do work at the postal office.’

‘We don’t even know if she’ll make it big.’

‘We’re not worried about big,’ I said. ‘We’re worried about an escape. Shit, I’ll be happy just moving out of this corner of town. Like we keep saying, w-‘

‘Don’t start. Please.’

‘What’s wrong?

‘I just don’t think dance can lift all four of us out of this.’ She gestured high to the bare walls that rot in all corners but four. The packed-in feeling it gave always made me feel nauseous. The two rooms, Kylie’s and our Magosa Escort mother’s, were no bigger and Savannah and I made our beds on the couch and our father’s favourite chair.

‘I think I’m getting sick,’ I said.

‘Like, Grandma-sick?’

‘No, you idiot, just fed up. There’s something up with the air and the smell.’

‘Open a window then.’

‘No, I mean, can’t you smell it? It’s like this… tang…’

‘Tang? Like a lemon?’

‘More like that girl you had over.’

‘Key word: Had.’

‘Key word: you nearly had.’

‘Yeah, if it hadn’t been for you!’

‘I thought you were in danger!’

A hand started rubbing my arm. ‘Look, you don’t have to go charging in there every time you think we’re in trouble. I know you see yourself as the man of the house, but you don’t need to arm up every time we’re just having a little fun.’

‘At half-four in the morning, in the dark, near the car that put us into debt? It’s not that I’m worried about you, I’m just worried about-‘

‘About a car, wow!’

‘Oh, don’t give me that shit. You know what I mean, we have what we have and when we lose something it’s a big deal to all of us. You have no room in your piggy bank for a new car if someone fucks with that piece of shit.’

Savannah went quiet for a while. ‘Did you say “piggy bank”?’

‘Did you say “we’re” having fun? As in, Kylie and Mum also getting down and dirty?’

‘Wouldn’t you like to know, sicko?’

‘Well,’ I said, puffing my chest and lowering my vocal chords. ‘As the man of the house, I-‘

‘Jesus fuck…’

We both laughed until we heard a door open. Gentle footsteps came to the corner until Kylie put her head around, her blonde hair in a side ponytail. ‘What are you two conspiring about?’

‘Conspiring?’ Savannah considered. ‘That’s a big word for a Dancer.’

‘And major is a big word for a mechanic,’ Kylie shot back.

‘Woah,’ I drew, holding my hands up.

A pause. Then all three of us laughed. I looked at my sisters, seeing in their eyes we were all too tired to take each other seriously. And the year hadn’t even fully started.

I saw lights blare through the blinds and swing to the left and a motor not stop but die brutally. Heels clicked the pavement and then the pallet-stairs and a key was slotted in. Our poor mother opened the door and jumped when she saw us. ‘Jesus! What are you all doing up?’

‘Wanting to wish you a happy Friday, Mama,’ Savannah said.

‘Well, happy Friday to you all too. But, Kylie, what are you doing up? You should be in bed, finish the week strong, and start the year right.’

‘I’m pretty sure I’m in, anyway, Mum, all the kids that get into scholarship classes get the scholarships automatically, pretty much.’ I saw her eyes half-close.

‘Well, you won’t pretty much know until you pretty much know,’ our mother said and hurried over and turned Kylie by the shoulders and guided her down the hall. ‘You two, in bed!’

‘We are,’ Savannah said.

I smiled. ‘Night, Mum.’

‘Night, loves,’ our Mother said.

‘I said night!’ I called.

‘Mm-mm,’ we heard a grunt.

‘What was that?’ Savannah called.

‘Mm! Goodnight!’ and a closed door.

‘Stop teasing your sister and get to bed, one of you has to be up in… oh, thirty minutes.’ Then another door closed and a shower blurted to life.

‘Let’s sleep together,’ Savannah said, rising.

‘About time you asked,’ I said. ‘I knew that kiss made an impression.’

‘What kiss?’

‘At Tory’s birthday party.’

‘What? Fifteen years ago?’

‘That’s the one.’

‘That “one” was a dare and second I was told later on Tory actually liked you.’

‘What’s that got to do with anything?’

Savannah Kıbrıs Escort paused before crawling onto the couch. ‘What?’

‘What’s that got to do with anything? Her liking me, what’s that got to do with you?’

We stared at each other in the low light, her silhouette barely separated from the clothes horse arms in front and the seventies wallpaper behind. I settled into our father’s chair, my flesh disgustingly finding last night’s grooves.

‘It doesn’t,’ she said.

‘What?’

‘What-what?’ She asked.

‘I’m confused.’

‘So am I, shut up.’

‘Jesus, what the fuck is with you today?’

‘I want more!’ She blurted.

A door opened down the hall. ‘You two!’ Came a hiss. ‘Go to sleep!’

We waited. The classic scolding sneak. Another door closed and we heard the same angelical humming from childhood.

Savannah let out a sigh that shook her throat, followed by a sniff. ‘At twenty-seven, I’m told to go to sleep. I sleep on the couch in my own home, two feet from my little brother. I work for my ex who treats me like a dog because I dumped him. His dad wants to fuck me and until I do he makes me work completely alone and for long hours. I smell, I’m pretty sure I’m losing my hair, my hands are never clean, and I-‘ There was a long pause to the point I thought she had gone to sleep. ‘I was going to have sex with a girl from the city.’

‘Big deal,’ I said. ‘We all know you’re bisexual, fuck, even Mum knows.’

‘It’s not that… It’s just that’s all it was. I was so desperate I went to the waterfall looking to fuck someone I knew I’d never meet again. Truth is, I didn’t even care about her. I was fully prepared to fuck under a shelter on a bug-ridden couch just to feel something.’

‘So… it was supposed to be a one-night-stand?’

‘Yeah.’

‘And that’s wrong because?’

‘I’m tired of being alone afterwards. I’ve got you three, the cabin, and my job. Aren’t I supposed to have something more by now?’

‘What? Like a house?’

‘I don’t know. More than this, I guess. The same reason why you came storming onto the scene, to protect the car.’

I grunted. ‘I didn’t just want to protect the car, like I said, it’s to protect all we had.’

I heard her covers shift and felt her stare intensify. ‘But do you really think the car is all we’re entitled to?’

‘It’s not, I know what you’re trying to say. We deserve more than the car. But it’s just not the reality right now. Right now, I said. Soon. We just have to wait for Kylie.’

‘To do what? To hope she gets hundreds of auditions, none of us have actually seen her dance until she took it up last year. We’re working our asses of just so she can twirl?’

‘It’s better than what we had planned with Dad.’

Savannah stayed silent.

‘That fuck left us with dreams. Least we can do is help Kylie achieve hers and maybe she’ll remember us.’

‘You know she will,’ Savannah mumbled. ‘She’s not going to forget us.’

‘We don’t know what will happen. That’s the gamble. She could be so much of a rising star we get left behind or she could go nowhere in which case we’re dying at our workplaces for nothing. Either way, I’m standing my ground. I’m not going to be like Dad.’

Savannah went silent again. ‘You did remind me of him tonight.’

‘Yeah?’

‘Well, I wasn’t trying to bang city-hotties on our old couch, but the stupid gung-ho attitude, definitely.’

‘I don’t want to talk about him.’

‘Why?’ She asked, as she always did to my always statement.

‘Because it gives him life in a place he’s dead.’

‘That’s such a “man” statement.’

‘How is wanting to not talk about someone a “man” statement? What do you want me to say?’

‘I don’t know,’ Savannah said. ‘More than this, I guess.’

‘All I know is that I want to be more. You want more, I want to be more.’

‘And what do you want to do? Really. If you’re the man of the house now, what do you want to achieve with us?’

‘I don’t know,’ I said. ‘More than this, I guess.’

*****

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Slutty Daughter

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PART ONE: Sabrina approached her waving ass. “Oh Daddy, this is so exciting,”Sabrina squealed, gleefully clapping her hands together. Just like when she was a little girl, Brian thought, looking over at his voluptuous daughter. Only she hardly looks or acts like a little girl any longer, he mused. At eighteen, Sabrina White was pure centerfold material. Long blond hair down over her shoulders… gorgeous 36D breasts… legs that seemed to stretch from her 5’3” frame forever… yes, Sabrina White was indeed something to see.

She was also one of the hottest sluts Brian had ever seen, he realized proudly. “Just like her mother,” Brian mumbled.

“What Daddy?” Sabrina asked, leaning over the front seat console toward Brian. As she stretched toward her father, her low-cut tank top dropped open, exposing her gorgeous tits. She was braless, of course, and the thin man’s undershirt type top was cut so low in front, and so loosely on the sides that it barely covered her tits.

Brian felt his cock hardening again, even though he’d already fucked his sexy daughter twice that morning. Yet what cock wouldn’t get hard again when peering down at such perfect tits? “What?” Brian mumbled, distracted.

“You said something about, ‘just like her mother,'” Sabrina said. “What are you talking about?” she asked.

“Oh, did I?” Brian said.

“I guess I was thinking about how much alike you and your mom are.”

“Really Daddy? Does Mom like to suck your cock and fuck you as I do? Does she like to show off her body like I do, Daddy? Like this?” Sabrina teased, suddenly pulling off the skimpy top to sit there naked from the waist up, in broad daylight, while they rode down one of Mount Carmel’s busiest streets.

“Jesus, Sabrina, cover-up. I don’t want to get arrested. At least not yet, anyway,” Brian growled, worried a cop might see his sexy daughter and pull them over. Sabrina giggled, then slowly pulled her top back down over her huge tits, tweaking the nipples seductively for Brian.

“Do you think there will be a lot of guys at the theater, Daddy?” she asked, reaching down to pull up her skirt, her fingers snaking inside her panties, masturbating now, pleased to see her father sweating as he stole glances at her spread thighs and sexy panties covering her fingers as they moved rhythmically back and forth across her swollen clit.

“I can still feel some of your cum in my cunt, Daddy. Look,” Sabrina said, withdrawing her greasy fingers, and holding them under Brian’s nose. Brian inhaled, deeply, the scent of Sabrina’s pussy intoxicating, causing his cock to grow harder still. Wiping the fingers across his mouth, Sabrina laughed when she saw her father’s cock twitch involuntarily in his thin, cotton jersey shorts. “You’re funny, Daddy,” Sabrina giggled.

“You try to be so proper, but inside you’re just a dirty old man. Aren’t you?” she continued, wiping the slimy fingers across Brian’s lips, pleased to see him open his mouth and begin sucking on them.

“Hmm, yeah, I am, princess. And you, your little pussy, are just a horny little fucking slut. Aren’t you?” Brian grinned. “And I love it.

“After a few more moments in traffic, they arrived at the theater. Brian pulled into the seedy parking lot, shut off the engine, and turned to look at his sexy daughter. “This is it, Sabrina. No turning back from here. If we go in there, a lot of strange men are going to fondle you and play with your tits and pussy. They may even want you to jerk off their cocks, or even suck them off….”

“Or let them fuck me, Daddy? Would they want to do that to me, do you think?” Sabrina asked, pulling the material of her panties aside, showing Brian how drippy her cunt was as a stream of white cum and cunt juice ran out from her slit, doting her thighs. “Would they, Daddy? Would they want to stick their dirty old cocks in me right here, do you Magosa Escort think?”

“You’re sure you want to do this, Sabrina?” Brian asked, his cock so hard it was making a tent in his thin cotton shorts.

“Yes, Daddy! Jesus! Come on. I’m so fucking horny I’m dripping,” Sabrina said, exasperated, turning, opening the door, and getting out. Brian followed his daughter to the cashier and noted with pride and amusement the stunned look on the face of the greasy-looking man handing out tickets.”Two please,” Brian said, handing the man his twelve dollars.”Ah… yeah… sure,” the man mumbled, stammering as he stared at Sabrina. Just at that moment, Sabrina yawned, then stretched, pulling the thin tank top over her breasts tightly, and exposing her aureoles and stiff nipples. The cigarette dangling from the man’s mouth fell to the counter, and he wiped the sweat from his lips as Sabrina grinned and said, “Have a nice day.”

Giggling, she followed Brian through the door and down a hallway toward the auditorium. Inside the theater, it was almost totally dark except for the light coming from the screen. Sabrina stood next to her father and waited while their eyes became accustomed to the dimly lit interior. As they stood there, Sabrina glanced around trying to see if any men were sitting in the back rows of the auditorium. They were, and she could see that they appeared to be staring at her.

As her eyes became better adjusted to the darkness, she also saw something else. They had their cocks out and were playing with them. One pair of men seemed to be playing with each other. As Sabrina felt a gushing of wetness filling her cunt, she pressed her tits into her father’s arm, whispering, “Dad, those guys are jerking each other off.” Brian grinned, leading Sabrina by the hand slowly down the aisle.

All around Him, he could hear the familiar sounds of men jacking off, and by now he also could see them. They walked half way down the aisle, then turned into a row of seats, with Brian leading the way. Moving over next to the wall, Brian had Sabrina sit nearest the aisle, leaving several empty seats next to her. Immediately men began to slowly move into the row in front and behind them. Grinning knowingly, Brian whispered to Sabrina, “It’s starting, Sabrina. You’re attracting them like bees to honey.”

“Oh Daddy, this is so exciting,” she whispered back, squeezing her breasts. On screen a young blonde who looked a lot like Sabrina began sucking a huge black cock while a white brunette slid her tongue up and down the blonde’s naked cunt. “Oh God, Daddy, look at that scene. That makes me so fucking hot,” Sabrina moaned, reaching down between her thighs, spreading them, touching herself openly, letting the men in the rows near them see what she was doing.

Brian raised up on the seat and quickly slid his cotton shorts to his knees, freeing his cock and balls. Spitting into his hand, he began sliding his wet fingers up and down his erect cock as Sabrina watched.”Oh God, Daddy, can I take my panties off? Can I?” she groaned, clearly on fire with lust.

“Yes, baby. Do it. Show them your pussy.”

“Ohhhhh!” Sabrina moaned, loudly, lifting up, sliding her thong panties down over her knees, then over her ankles.

On impulse she handed them to one of the men in front of her. “Here…want to sniff my pussy?” she asked, shivering with lust.

“Can I come back and sit with you, baby?” the man asked, his voice raw, throaty, hungry.

“Yesssss!” Sabrina hissed, spreading her legs, masturbating, feeling the wetness running out of her cunt as she watched the man stand up and move toward her.

He hadn’t even bothered to zip up his pants, and his cock was bobbing grotesquely in front of him as he quickly moved into Sabrina’s row, sliding into the seat next to her, breathing deeply, gasping.”You’re beautiful,” he grunted. Kıbrıs Escort “Can I touch you?”

“Of course,” Sabrina wheezed, spreading her legs for him, removing her hands from her pussy. His fingers were rough and callused, and as her wetness covered them, he slid them inside Sabrina’s young pussy, fucking her with them. She could feel the rough bumps on his hands as his fingers slid in and out of her pussy, and it turned her on immensely.

“Oh God, yes, fuck me, finger fuck me with those hard, rough fingers,” she moaned. From behind her, she felt a man reach over her shoulders to play with her tits, first feeling them through the thin material of her top, then, when encountering no resistance from her, reaching inside to cup her naked breasts and rigid nipples.”Oh yeah, feel me, feel my tits, play with them while this guy finger-fucks me,” Sabrina gasped.

“Take your top off, Sabrina,” Brian gurgled, his cock dripping, oozing pre-cum juice as he watched his daughter being molested by the men.

“Oh yeah,” Sabrina moaned, quickly reaching down, grasping the end of the tank top, jerking it roughly over her head, and off. Now all she had on was her little tennis skirt, and it was slid up around her waist, leaving her tits and pussy totally exposed, naked, glistening in sweat.

“Oh baby, what a pair of tits,” the man behind her said. There were three men in the row In front of her now, and they also began feeling her hot flesh, touching… squeezing… fondling whatever they could on her naked body.

“Oh God, I’m COMINGGGGGG!” Sabrina screamed, exploding as a wicked orgasm racked her young body. Pumping her hips up into the man’s fingers, she gushed wet pussy juice all over them, as wave after wave of exquisite pleasure rolled over her. “God, baby, touch me, touch my dick,” the man next to her said. Quickly Sabrina turned, then reached down and grasped the sweaty cock.

It felt hard, and veiny as though the man had been jerking off for a long time. And she wanted it… wanted to taste it, to smear this cock all over her face, wanted to feel it coming, wanted the sticky, hot cum to shoot out the end of it, all over her, all over her lips and cheeks and… Everywhere. “Oh God, I… I just have to do this, Daddy!” Sabrina moaned, leaning down over the stranger’s cock, her lips brushing the tip as her nostrils flared from his strong, masculine odor.

“Hmmm,” she gurgled, sliding her mouth down over the cock, sucking it, tasting the strong, acrid flavor of his sweat and dripping cum.”Oh FUCK, baby, I’m… I’M COMINGGGGGG!” the man wailed, pumping his cock up into her mouth as deeply as possible, feeling the divine release of a long explosion of cum shooting out the end of his dick. “HMMMMM!” Sabrina moaned, quickly spitting out the cum, letting it drool down her chin as she held, and pumped, the spurting cock against her cheek, feeling it erupting in rhythmic spurts, coating her cheeks and forehead and lips and chin and neck with gobs of hot, sticky cum.

“Oh God, I… I love this, Daddy. I love sucking off guys… men… I don’t even know. It makes me feel SOOOO fucking slutty,” Sabrina moaned. “I love it, too, kitten. I wish your mother would come here with me and do this. But now that I have you, fuck her,” Brian gasped, his cock so close to coming he thought it would burst.

The man Sabrina had sucked off slumped back in his seat, gasping, breathing roughly. Sabrina rubbed his cum over her face, then tentatively tasted some from her fingers. “Hmmm, his cum is sweet, Daddy,” she teased, licking her fingers with loud, smacking noises.

“Try this, little girl,” a gruff voice from behind her said. Sabrina turned and saw a tall black man standing there, pointing the biggest cock she’d ever seen in her life directly at her face.

“Oh FUCK!” she groaned, opening her mouth as the stiff, hard, Lefkoşa Escort black cock moved closer.

“Hmm, yeah baby, that’s right, suck it, suck old Jamal’s cock. You white bitches just love black dick, don’t ya?” Hmmm, lips like velvet, sucking Jamal’s dick. I ain’t never seen no white bitch as boss as you would suck a black dick, though. You the best I ever seen, ho,” the black guy mumbled, his eyes barely open, staring at Sabrina as she sucked him.

Removing her mouth from his cock, Sabrina said, “Come on me. Come on my hot white face, you fucking big black nigger-” SLAP! He struck her, across her cheek. Not too hard, but hard enough. “Don’t say it, bitch. Don’t call me no nigger! Just do yo job, ho. Suck my nice big nigger cock. That’s right. Like that. Jesus… like… THATTTTT!” he groaned.

Suddenly Sabrina felt her mouth being filled with huge spurts of hot creamy cum. Gagging, she tried to pull her head away from the ejaculating cock, but the man held her on his dick, not allowing her to escape. It was so huge she couldn’t even spit the cum out the sides of her mouth. Swallowing… gasping… Sabrina thought, “I’m going to die. I’m going to choke to death on this thing.

“Then, miraculously, the man withdrew his cock, allowing Sabrina to spit out the cum still remaining in her mouth, feeling it drooling down her chin, feeling it as it fell all over her sweating, naked tits.”Hmmm, very nice,” Sabrina moaned. “So fucking nasty….”

“Oh God, baby, I love you so much,” Brian moaned, sliding over between Sabrina’s legs, moving up between them, feeling his cock poking at the entrance to her cunt.”Oh yeah, Daddy, fuck me, FUCK ME, DADDY! FUCK YOUR HOT, SLUTTY DAUGHTER!”

“That’s his fucking DAUGHTER?” Sabrina heard a man exclaim.

“Jesus Christ!” another gasped.

“I’m COMING, this is so hot!” Sabrina looked to see where the voice was coming from.

It was from a man seated in front of them, and as her father pumped his hard cock into her, she groaned, “Oh no! Don’t waste it! Bring it here… sticky… hot… nasty…cum…”Fuck me, Daddy. Come in me! Do it, Daddy. Fill me with your hot cream, just like these guys are coating my face with theirs,” Sabrina gurgled. Brian looked at his sexy daughter’s face… saw it shining, glistening with the cum from all these men’s cocks, and something inside him seemed to snap.

“OH… MY… GOD!” he screamed, slamming his dick into his hot daughter’s wet snatch, feeling it hitting the back walls of her vagina, hearing her screaming as he held it there, as wave after wave of pleasure coursed through his balls and cock, erupting in a series of huge bursts of hot cum inside Sabrina, inside his daughter’s hot pussy. It felt as though something were being dragged from way up inside his ass, through his body, into his balls, making them tingle, then up further, into his cock, and finally… mercifully… out the end and into Sabrina’s cunt.

“OH DADDY! FUCK ME, FUCK ME, DADDY. THAT FEELS SOOO FUCKING WONDERFUL, TO HAVE YOU COMING IN MY PUSSY LIKE THAT, DADDY, IN FRONT OF ALL THESE COCKSUCKERS. FUCK… ME… DADDYYYYYY… OHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!” Sabrina screamed, as the most intense orgasm of her life pounded into her, racking her body with uncontrollable spasms.

Under Brian, she twitched and jerked, her head slamming back and forth on the seat. Lifting up, Sabrina strained her neck and head toward Brian, then jerked it back roughly against the seat. With each new spurt of cum inside her cunt what felt like an intense electrical shock jolted her, and her body jerked and quivered as the explosive concussion tore into her.

Finally they both stopped coming. Brian lay there on top of his daughter’s naked body, groaning, breathing deeply, gasping for breath. “Daddy… please… get up. You’re crushing me,” Sabrina wheezed. Brian slid off Sabrina’s body and over into his seat, his heart pounding in his chest.

Handing Sabrina her top, he said, “I think we better go, Sabrina, okay?”

“Yeah,” Sabrina smiled, taking her top from Brian, pulling it over her cum-stained face.

“This was really fun, Dad. Can we do it again sometime? And maybe bring Mom with us?”

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Cuddling with Mommy Ch. 03

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*Decided to come back to this story and write another chapter, as requested.*

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After our shower, I wrapped a towel around my waist and walked to my room to get dressed as mom took her shower. I threw on some basketball shorts and my usual black cutoff shirt. I always went commando at home and I wasn’t going to change that now. I was looking at myself in the mirror thinking about my last twelve hours when I heard mom call for me.

“Sweetheart, come to my room, I need your help with something.”

My cock twitched and my imagination ran wild as I walked to her room.

When I opened her door, she was standing there smiling at me wearing her pink robe. To my delight it was tied loosely so i could see part of her nipples. Her hair was in a bun and her hands were on her hips. With her head tilted she asked me,

“Sam, sweetie, can you please rub lotion on me? I was going to do it myself but I thought maybe it’d be something fun we can do together.”

Trying not to just stare at just her tits, I smiled and said,

“Of course mom. You know I love touching you.”

“Okay great sweetie. Will you massage it into me?”

“Even better.”

I walked up to her and untied her robe. She was looking deep into my eyes and I looked into hers. I kissed her and removed the robe from her shoulders and took a handful of her ass. She gently pushed me away and laughed,

“Okay baby, massage time please.”

She said, laying down on the bed.

I looked at her bubble butt and gave it a spanking and a kiss.

“Mmm that’s nice too baby but please, i need lotion to keep my skin soft for you.”

Standing at the edge of the bed, I squirted some lotion from the nightstand into my hands and started with her upper back. I lathered it in slowly as she cooed.

Next I moved to her sides but I struggled to get her far side, so I got up on the bed and sat on her ass with the tent in my shorts pointing between her ass cheeks.

I did both of her sides simultaneously and had to squeeze both of her big tits. My mom giggled and pretended to be stern with me.

“Hey Mister! Lotion me first. We can play later.”

“Ya ya okay mom.”

I then scooted down and got more lotion in my hands.

I did her arms slowly and got more lotion for her ass.

I started kneading her ass cheeks as I fantasized what I would do to them later. As my hands got closer to between her legs, her breathing got heavier and heavier.

At this point i was hard as a rock so i wanted to keep moving down her beautiful body.

I got to her left calf and she asked me to massage it well. I did as she asked and her right foot found my dick.

“Mmm my baby’s hard from touching Kıbrıs Escort his mommy huh?”

“Of course mom. I get hard from looking at you, let alone touching you.”

Reluctantly, i pulled her right foot off my shorts and massaged her calf.

After about a minute she pulled away and rolled over, showing me a full frontal view. Her tits were perfect and her pussy had short red hair around it. I was amazed by her beauty and was just soaking her in until she tried covering her tits with one arm and her pussy with the other.

“This isn’t fair baby. You can see my body but I can’t see yours.”

She said with a frown on her face.

“Okay mom you’re right.”

So I took my shirt off.

“Is that better?”

“No baby it’s not… Well it is a little better. But take your shorts off too.”

Smiling, i did as i was told and she uncovered her pussy.

I got more lotion and began massaging her feet.

“Yes sweetie, take your time with my feet please.”

I loved her little feet and her red toe nails were sexy. I was planning on taking my time anyway as this was something I’ve dreamed of for years.

“Mmm baby this feels so good. You should do this more often.”

“Of course mom, I’ve wanted to do this for a while to be honest. Your feet turn me on.”

We both laughed.

She pulled her feet away and put them both around my dick.

“Ooo fuck mom that feels so good.”

“Get some more lotion honey.”

I lathered up between her feet more and grabbed them and began to fuck them slowly.

“Mmm who knew mommy’s dirty little boy had a foot fetish?”

“I think I just have a ‘You’ fetish.”

Smiling with her arms reaching out to the sides of the bed, my mom said,

“You’re too sweet to me baby. Come give your mommy a kiss.”

As I was still holding her feet against my dick, I spread her legs and got between them. I slowly fell on her, running my hands from her waist to her tits with one hand going back down to her ass. My dick landed on her lower stomach as my shaft felt the wetness and warmth of her pussy. I gave her a deep kiss and she opened her mouth as our tongues found each others. I squeezed her tit as I pulled her ass against my dick. We were both breathing heavily as we rubbed ourselves against each other. Mom broke the kiss and said,

“Please, baby, finish with my lotion first.”

Knowing I had her tits left, I pushed myself up and reached for the lotion. I put a squirt directly on both of her tits and began massaging it in as my dick lay against her pussy.

“Mmm you’re the best, baby.”

My mom moaned as I tweaked on her big nipples.

I pushed her boobs around Lefkoşa Escort in opposite directions, making sure to use up the rest of the lotion. Then I tried to wipe the rest of the lotion on her stomach and sides as my hands went to her sides.

“Are you done baby? There’s no more lotion on me right?”

“No, mom.”

“Thank you Sam. You know what to do now right, baby? I’m so horny.”

As she said that she grabbed my dick and lifted her legs in the air. She looked deep into my eyes and put the head into her pussy.

“Fuck me Sam. I need you so bad.”

I pushed the rest of my shaft in and grabbed her ankles.

“Fuck mom, your pussy’s so wet for me.”

“And your dicks so hard for me baby. Grab my tits.”

I brought both hands to her nipples, pinching them as I slowly fucked her.

“Mmm my baby feels so good. Fuck me faster.”

She said staring into my eyes. Since she asked I took my right hand off her tits and put it around her neck. Her eyes opened wide and she looked at me almost in disbelief. As I grabbed the sides of her throat, she closed her eyes and bit her bottom lip as her loving pussy squeezed my dick.

Her face went red so I loosened my grip and as soon as I did, her green eyes opened and she said

“Tighter baby. Don’t stop. Just like that. You’re gonna make mommy cum.”

So I tightened my grip again and her eyes opened wide before closing again. I leaned down to give her a kiss and felt her body start to shake as she gripped my ass with her nails, holding me inside her.

I loosened my grip and she yelled out at me,

“Don’t move!”

Her body convulsed for maybe 10 seconds more and she said,

“Wow baby. You made mommy cum again this morning.”

And she put her hand on my neck and pulled me in for a kiss.

“I’m almost there too mom. Rollover.”

She did as I told her and laid on her stomach as I leaned up. I pulled her up by her hips and aimed my dick at her pussy. She grabbed me again and lead me to her hole. I pushed in and grabbed her hips. As i pulled her back and forth on me I laughed to myself. This is exactly what I was dreaming about as I massaged her ass.

I was awoken from my day dream as mom screamed out at me,

“Mmm fuck your mommy baby. Fuck me.”

At this point i wasn’t doing anything beside trying not to cum as she controlled the rhythm.

“Fuck mom, I’m gonna cum.”

I said as I put my hands on her shoulders and then grabbed as much of her ginger hair as I could.

“Good baby, thats it. You can cum deep in mommy’s p–Ugh fuck.”

She moaned as I leaned back, pulling her hair and spanking her ass. I was really riding my mom Girne Escort now as she threw her ass back as hard and as fast as she could without my cock slipping out. She screamed,

“Oh baby! I’m cumming!”

“Me too mom!”

And just as i felt her pussy walls contract around my dick, I came as hard as I’ve ever came before. I pulled her hair back even more as her head cocked back and I filled her pussy with my cum.

It felt unreal as I was bottomed out in her, shooting rope after rope of my cum in her warm pussy.

After emptying myself in her, i let go of her hair, pulled out and leaned back, resting against the bed frame.

Mom, still on her hands and knees, turned back and looked at me in a loving way only your freshly fucked mom can after incestous sex. Dizzy from my orgasm, I admired her as she slowly rocked her hips back and forth. She looked so happy as I watched my cum ooze out of her.

“I haven’t been fucked like that before ever sweetie. That was incredible.”

She turned and crawled toward me.

“Come here baby. Come to mommy. Are you okay?”

Laughing, I said,

“I’m great mom.”

I grabbed her face, kissed her passionately and added,

“That just took a lot of me”

Holding her, I laid back down onto the bed.

Mom grabbed my hand and pulled me up.

“We can’t go back to sleep already baby. We just got up. Let me make you breakfast and let’s start our day. “

As she said that she got up off the bed and walked towards her master bathroom. Suddenly, she turned around under the doorway and with a naughty, lusty look on her face said,

“Hmm i was going to pee but I think I’d rather feel my son’s cum drip between my legs as i cook him breakfast.”

I just smiled and agreed to her good idea as I closed my eyes.

“Hey, c’mon baby. Get up. You have to move your stuff in my room today. You’ve slept and cuddled with me in my room long enough. After today, this is our room baby.”

In response I smiled at her and got up. I pulled her naked body against mine and kissed her. I wanted to fuck her again but i just didn’t have it in me.

“I love you so much mom.”

“I love you too baby. You truly are the man of the house now. Let’s cover the windows and walk around naked. You can use me whenever you want as long as I can use you whenever I want.”

“If you want to get fucked every morning and night mom why don’t you just say that?”

I said laughing before spanking her ass again and adding,

“But fuck the windows. We leave them uncovered. I don’t care what the neighbors see. Besides, they don’t know we’re mom and son anyway. I just look like a lucky guy with a milf.”

Mom laughed and I gave her another kiss.

“Whatever you say baby. You know all I care about is you.”

We embraced once more before mom turned around and strutted into the kitchen with my cum running down her leg. She happily accepted her mission to replenish her son to fuck her again and again.

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Pine Grove Experiment: The Harkins

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Pine Grove is mostly like every other city of its size, stuck somewhere in limbo between “large rural town” and “small city”. The only feature that distinguishes it from all the others across the US is the military research station, which sits on the south of the town. Officially, its purpose is to monitor communications from all branches of the US Military. But among the civilian population of Pine Grove, speculation proclaims the site is responsible for everything from experimental weaponry to biological warfare development to (of course) alien autopsies and mind control.

Todd Harkin passed the conspicuously nondescript turnoff to the base on his way into town. Yes, after a hot 6 hour drive, he’d finally be back home in less than 10 minutes now. Then it would be time for three whole months of relaxing, drinking with friends, and his Mom’s cooking. After another whole year of living and eating on a college student’s budget, the home cooked meals were what Todd was looking forward to the most of all.

The Harkin family home is a two-storey, four bedroom house in Pine Grove’s slightly-above-middle-class neighborhood. In a bigger city, it would cost a fortune and the family who lived there would probably have a maid and maybe even a gardener. But the Harkin family bought at the right time, and where nowhere near wealthy enough to afford a maid. Todd’s father Patrick is an accountant, his mother Louisa is a high school teacher, his sister Jodie is a hairdresser, and his grandparents June and John had moved in (rent-free, of course) when Todd was 14.

Todd finally pulled his beat-up old station wagon into the driveway and killed the headlights. Stepping out of the car, relishing the feeling of being able to stretch his legs again. His Dad welcomed him inside and helped him with the few bags he brought back – everything else stayed in the dorm’s storage until next year. They shook hands and conversed about the drive – it was good, traffic a bit heavy in parts, and yeah it was hot out. Inside, his Mom and grandparents welcomed him home, but his sister was out with her boyfriend so wouldn’t be joining them for dinner.

Todd absolutely devoured the spaghetti dish his Mom had made in honor of his homecoming. Just one more year of college to go and he’d be out in “the real world” and he’d have to cook his own meals, Patrick reminded/threatened.

“Yeah, but until then I’m gonna make the most of the free food and board,” Todd joked.

After dinner, Todd unpacked his things, said goodnight to his family – yeah, the drive really took it out of me – and dicked around on his laptop, gaming and chatting and YouTubeing, in his room until his usual bedtime of 1am. It wasn’t like he was avoiding his family, necessarily – his was just not the type of family that spend all their time hanging out together.

11:30am seemed like as good a time to get out of bed as any. Patrick and Jodie were already at work, and Todd’s grandparents had gone out for the day, likely hanging out with their group of fellow retirees. So Louisa was the only one around to greet Todd when he came downstairs for something that resembled breakfast.

“Well! Morning, sleepyhead,” Louisa chirped from the kitchen. “Seems like you caught up on sleep, at least.” Todd’s Mom was hidden behind the fridge door, with shopping bags strewn around the floor behind her.

“Hey, Mom. Yeah, pretty good sleep.” He was wearing his boxer shorts and no shirt, his lean physique on display with nobody to appreciate it. He stared blankly at the kitchen floor for a while, trying to wake enough to remember how to make cereal.

“Sit down; I can fix up something for you once I finish putting the groceries away.”

“Hell, I’m not gonna say no to that.” He took a chair at the table and checked up on his Twitter feed while waiting for his breakfast.

“Oh, and I went by that local, organic-y grocer this morning, too.” Louisa emerged from the fridge with a plastic bag full of large oranges. “Thought we could have freshly squeezed juice for a change. What do you think?”

“Hmm?” Todd looked up. “Oh, sure. Sounds great, actually. Thanks, Mom.” He smiled.

She nodded and flashed a small smile in return, then set about gathering the jug and orange juicer. It was so nice having the whole family back under one roof again. It was only a matter of time before Jodie will be moving in with Steven, and Todd would be finished college in a year, headed for Lord knows where. She was determined to make the most of it this time, before it was too late.

Louisa’s new air freshener silently sprayed a burst of lavender-scented aerosol into the room. Louisa loved lavender, and when she saw the stall out the front of the supermarket was giving away free automatic air-fresheners, there was no way she was going home without one. Slicing up the oranges, she asked, “So, have you seen your little sister yet?”

“Nah, haven’t seen her yet. But I think I heard her get home, maybe.” Now he was starting to Lefkoşa Escort feel guilty about being so antisocial after dinner. He knew how much his Mom loved it when he hung out with his sister, even if all they really did was exchange banter and quotes from their favorite movies.

Todd stood up. “Okay, I’m gonna get some cereal while you’re working on the juice. Starting to feel bad over here.”

Louisa dutifully made space for Todd to get his favorite bowl and started juicing the oranges while he filled the bowl with a ridiculous amount of Froot Loops. But she bit her tongue. He was studying to be a sports physician, for crying out loud! He knows about good nutrition; just let him have his fun while he’s on summer vacation.

Louisa kept the small talk coming as she worked on the juice. “Have you heard from any of your friends in town? Catching up with them this week?”

He frowned at his phone, and sighed. “Nah, they’ve all bailed. By some massive coincidence, everyone’s got some kind of ‘family thing’ this week.” His tone made it readily apparent he was not convinced.

“It’s just one week,” Louisa tried to console him. “They’re not going to be busy with family all summer, right?”

Todd muttered a halfhearted grunt of agreement. He was more than halfway through his Froot Loops by the time Louisa had finished squeezing the half-dozen oranges it took to fill up the jug. She poured two glasses and put a few ice cubes in each glass. The cubes immediately split in the warm juice, making little cracking noises in the glass.

The juice looked too perfect – like something out of a commercial. Just the right amount of pulp, a bit of froth at the top, ice cubes dancing and clinking around together.

Louisa sat down across from her son and took a sip. “Oh wow! They’re, like, super sweet – much better than the ones you get at the supermarket.” A fresh, cold OJ on a hot summer’s morning – what could be better?

Todd took a gulp and agreed. “I used to think all that crap about ‘buying local because it’s better’ was just marketing hype, but if this is what they’re growing here? Maybe they have a point.”

Louisa fanned the top of her sundress. “I can’t believe how warm it is already. Today’s gonna be a scorcher.”

Todd shrugged. “I’m okay for now. And so long as we stay inside with the AC, it can’t really touch us.”

“Sure, it might be okay for you to get around like that, but some of us don’t have that luxury,” she chuckled into her juice, which was sadly almost gone.

Todd slammed down the rest of his juice, then slurped the rest of the milk out of his bowl. “Well, let me get out of your hair so you can undress for the weather too, if you want.” He stood up and rinsed his bowl at the sink. He frowned. What had made him say that? It was almost like he was flirting with his own mother.

“Hell, why wait?” Louisa laughed, then clapped her hands over her mouth, instantly blushing. “Oh gosh, I’m sorry.”

Todd waved it away with his hands. He didn’t want to think too much about the weird energy they were both putting out. “Don’t worry about it. We’re both adults, we can joke around sometimes, right?”

Louisa pulled a face of reluctant agreement.

Still…this was getting a bit weird for Todd. Better make a retreat before someone goes too far. “Anyway, I’m gonna watch a movie on the big TV if that’s cool?” That was rhetorical. He was already heading to the door.

“Knock yourself out, honey. I’d better finish putting away the rest of the shopping.” She was relieved to not get an offer of assistance from her son. Her son, who was definitely no longer a boy. And based on how many girlfriends he’d had, and how objectively handsome he was, definitely no longer a virgin.

Lord, what’s he doing walking around in nothing but his boxers, anyway? One missed button, and he’d be exposed. His manhood would be out. In front of his own mother! Goodness, could you imagine? And how it must’ve grown since she’d seen it last. And how many girls had seen it? And enjoyed it? All those college sluts. How unfair that they’d get to see his full-grown glory, and not Louisa. His hard-working, loving, diligent mother. Happily married Louisa, who never did anything for herself. Why shouldn’t she be allowed to take that boy – that man – and enjoy all the pleasures that a young lover promises?

The fridge alarm was an unexpected and highly unwelcome intrusion from reality. How long had she been standing here, thinking those impure thoughts? Invasive, sinful thoughts. She slammed the fridge shut. The cold items were all away now. The pantry items would have to wait. There were more important matters to attend to first. Louisa walked into the living room, full of determination.

Todd was laying on the couch, looking at the TV but couldn’t focus on the movie. His mind was swimming with thoughts of his mother and it was confusing the hell out of him. She was a chubby, middle-aged woman. Girne Escort And – more importantly – she was his mother. Why couldn’t he get the image of her cleavage in that sundress out of his mind? And why was he so fucking hard?

When his Mom appeared in the doorway, he knew he should’ve tried to hide his erection. He should’ve crossed his legs, raised a knee or something. But he couldn’t. Something compelled him to stand up. His eyes locked on his mother. The cotton of his boxers stretched into a tent, broadcasting his erection to his Mom.

Louisa watched her son standing up at the sight of her. Saw his erection, taunting her. Tempting her. She was compelled to look at it; to ogle it. She was drawn to it. She approached him wordlessly. “Todd, I think-“

“-we need to fuck,” he finished. Todd walked towards his mother, who had the same burning, crazed look in her eyes as he felt in his own. There was no explanation for what he felt, let alone how he knew she felt the same. It was beyond primal, beyond instinct. He pulled his shorts down, exposing himself to his mother for the first time since childhood.

Louisa’s eyes were focused on nothing but the thick, uncut dick that was now uncovered and staring up at her. Precum already pooled at the tip of his foreskin, threatening to drip at any moment. Her son’s cock was much thicker than her husband’s. And with his pubic hair trimmed so short, it looked so much longer as well.

“What are we doing?” Louisa asked as she unzipped her dress and let it fall to the floor. She was wearing a white bra and bone-colored panties that weren’t quite granny panties, but they were close. A patch of dampness advertised her raging lust.

“I have no fucking idea. This is so wrong.” He unhooked her bra without issue. She helped him remove it, spilling her D cups. He immediately grabbed them with both hands and squeezed them rhythmically. He’d never felt tits so large before – all the girls he’d slept with were slim and petite; lucky to be bigger than B cups. He marveled at how soft they felt, how his fingers sunk into his Mom’s warm, springy, slightly saggy flesh.

“Feels good, honey.” Louisa worked her damp panties down from her hips until gravity took over and pulled them down to the soft floor. She grabbed her son’s erection and started stroking it eagerly. “You’re so damn big now,” she moaned with awe.

She guided him to the couch, where he lay back down. She climbed on top of him. He looked up at his curvy Mom, her large tits, her round belly, her trimmed bush. Until this morning, he’d always thought she was a plain, unremarkable-looking woman. Her bottle-blond hair was starting to show the roots, she had stretch marks on her belly and ass cheeks, and she never wore makeup apart from the occasional lipstick. But now, her moist pussy mere inches away from his hard cock, he knew that his mother was the most incredibly sexy creature that had ever walked the earth. He had to have her. Now.

He grabbed her soft, fleshy ass and lifted her up and slid down the couch until he was pressing against her entrance. He didn’t need to wait for permission. Louisa drove her hips down, impaling herself on her eldest child’s massive erection.

It was the second cock she’d ever welcomed into her body, and it felt so much better than Patrick’s. She felt it filling her insides, spreading her lips and her inner walls in a way that her husband never quite did.

Todd watched his cock disappear into the woman who birthed him. Felt it slide effortlessly into the warm, wet hole he’d emerged from 22 years ago. His Mom’s vagina wasn’t as tight as the young girls he’d fucked, but it was more…comfortable. Like coming home after a long vacation. He groaned with pleasure when Louisa started rocking her hips, moving herself on his cock. He squeezed her ass harder and started thrusting in return.

“Mmmm,” she moaned. “You feel so good, baby. So thick.” She held her tits, squeezing them while she rode her son’s dick.

“You’re so fucking wet, Mom.” He sped up his thrusts, driving himself deeper and harder into his Mom’s hairy pussy.

“Oh God, oh yes,” Louisa sighed. “That’s it, baby. Fuck your Momma hard.”

Todd had never heard her say anything worse than “damn” or “hell” before. Apart from everything else, that was so unlike his Mom. If he’d not been so consumed by lust, he probably would’ve been concerned. But he was balls-deep, fucking her just like they both so clearly wanted, so he let her unexpected cursing slide.

Todd sat up and took Louisa’s left nipple into his mouth and started sucking it furiously. Pulling the nipple into his mouth, running his tongue all over it, savoring the taste of her skin. Todd and Jodie were both bottle-fed, so this was the first time Louisa had felt her son’s mouth on her teat. She put a hand on the back of his head, holding him close to her chest, encouraging him to get his fill of her tits.

They moaned together, lost Magosa Escort in passion and pleasure. The movie continued to play, drowned out by the sound of their incestuous actions. Bodies thrusting together, mother and son shedding their humanity and becoming nothing but carnal lovers.

After servicing both of Louisa’s nipples for a few minutes apiece, Todd lay back down and started rubbing his thumb over his mother’s clit while they fucked.

“Oh fuuuck,” she groaned with appreciation. “Harder!” She leaned back to give him a better angle of approach.

Todd obeyed, pressing his thumb into her clit harder while he rubbed faster. He slowed his thrusts down so he could better concentrate on bringing his mother to orgasm.

Louisa picked up her son’s slack, fucking him as fast as she could manage. Her soft, chubby body slammed into his hard, lean body with loud, wet smacks. Todd’s thumb was getting her closer by the second. Sex had never been this intensely pleasurable, not even when she was a newlywed.

Soon, Louisa was panting and squealing faster, moments away from cumming on her son’s meaty dick. “Fuckin’ cum for me, Mom,” Todd cheered.

Louisa shuddered and squealed without a trace of self-consciousness. She fully surrendered to the all-consuming orgasm that enveloped her. Her pussy was convulsing around Todd’s thick cock, her stomach twitching, her nipples were hard, and redness spread from her chest up to her cheeks. Her mouth was open and moaning constantly. All the while, she bounced on her son’s dick, hard and fast.

Todd watched his orgasming mother, felt her clenching his cock, and felt his cock somehow get even harder. “Oh shit, Mom,” he moaned with admiration.

“Don’t fucking stop,” Louisa demanded. “Keep fucking Momma. Keep pounding Momma’s cunt.” She leaned forward and kissed him deeply on his open mouth.

Todd followed his instructions dutifully. He grabbed onto his Mom’s wide hips and held her in place while he pounded her pussy wildly. He moaned into her mouth, sucking on her probing tongue.

Louisa squeezed her pussy, tightening against Todd’s tireless manhood. She ran her fingers lovingly through his fine hair. Light brown, like her natural color. She moaned and gasped for breath while he fucked her like their lives depended on it.

Barely a minute later, he broke their kiss to announce, “I’m gonna cum!”

“That’s it, baby. You cum for your Mom. Give it to me, fuck me till you burst,” she cooed.

“Nnnnngh, fuck! Oh Mom, oh Mom,” he grunted. At the same time, he pulled her down onto his cock, thrusting himself upwards as deep as he could. His cock exploded, pumping rope after rope into his Mom’s welcoming pussy. Spraying her insides with his seed.

“That’s my boy,” Louisa smiled. “Good boy.” She kissed him again, softly and less hungrily than before.

Todd caressed his mother’s back, hugging her body tightly against his. They lay that way – her on top of him, foreheads touching, in each other’s arms – until they both caught their breath.

“Oooh fuck,” Todd sighed. “That was so good. But…”

“But, where did that come from? One minute, we were talking normally, and the next…”

“We were fucking like animals. I have no idea.” He paused. “Hey, Mom?”

“Mmm?”

“Um, what happens now?”

She sat up. He was still inside her. “First, not a word of this to anybody. At least, not until we work out what happened.”

“Obviously.” His mother was right, and this was a serious subject, but Todd couldn’t help but ogle her big beautiful breasts. He reached up to grab them.

Louisa pressed his hands into her boobs, holding her hands over his. She welcomed his enthusiastic tit squeezing. “And we should keep an eye on everyone else in the house, see if they start acting the same way. It could be something we ate, something in the water…”

“Good thinking,” Todd agreed. Could it have been the orange juice? He made a mental note to ask later; now, however, he was too busy enjoying the feeling of his Mom’s tits. He felt himself starting to grow hard again. He started rocking his hips slowly.

“Again, already?” Louisa smiled. “I’m glad teachers have summer vacation.” She joined her son, rocking her hips, feeling him growing inside her.

This time, the urgency was gone. The ferocity had now given way to a slower, more intimate kind of lust. This time, they’d be able to enjoy each other’s bodies properly.

“Your pussy feels amazing, Mom. And you look so good with your son’s dick inside you,” Todd informed her.

“And your big, thick cock feels so good inside Mom’s pussy,” Louisa concurred. She’d never been one for dirty talk before. The most severe effects of the aphrodisiac or whatever might’ve worn off, but it was still making her act in ways she never would normally. And the other strange thing? She didn’t care. All she wanted was this cock she was riding.

Todd watched his cock sliding in and out of his Mom’s wet and hairy pussy. She wasn’t tight like girls his own age, but it was so much better in every other way. God, how could it feel so good at her age, especially after pushing two kids out of it? The mystery only made it hotter. He could tell he was in danger of getting addicted to his Mom’s vagina, and that was just fine.

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Dare to Bare

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I have always loved my dad, he was an amazing man. He would do anything for me, if you asked anyone, they said I had him wrapped around my finger, which wasn’t a lie, being his only child, I was quite spoilt by him. It wasn’t until I turned 18 that my feelings, weren’t those of a typical father-daughter relationship but those feelings that you would get in a relationship with a lover. I had no idea where they had come from, I thought it was just a phase and it would soon pass but the more I thought about it, the more I got turned on, and the more I wanted to live out this fantasy – provide for my father, both emotionally, physically, and most importantly, sexually.

It was a Friday night and he had gotten home from work, and I could just tell by the way he came in through the door that he had a shit day. I rush to the kitchen and fix him up a whiskey on the rocks, as he made his way into the kitchen he placed his briefcase on the table and loosened his tie. He sat down at the bar and down went the whiskey in one mouthful.

“Thank you honey, I’ve had a terrible day at work. You always know what to do to make up for it.”

“You’re welcome Daddy. Are we still on for our weekly games night?”

“Of course we are honey, just let me wind down first, let me have a shower, then we can order some take-out and then the games can begin.”

As he walked up the stairs towards the bathroom, I wondered what his body looked like under his suit. Mum decided she didn’t want to have a family and ran off when I was 10, so naturally Dad and I got quite close after she left. She hasn’t rung or messaged either of us in the 8 years she has been gone, so we cut our loses and became a family of 2. After Mum, Dad never really moved on, he went on dates but they never seemed to eventuate into anything more than a fling, and a part of me thought it was because he still wasn’t over Mum. Apart of me was glad that he never moved on, it meant that I had him all to myself and I didn’t have to share him with anyone.

I couldn’t help myself, my fantasy of becoming my dad’s lover was making me quite bold. I had never had a boyfriend, it wasn’t because I couldn’t find one, I just wasn’t interested in any of them. I walked up the stairs, not sure why, but my subconscious was leading me to the bathroom. I couldn’t help myself, I opened the bathroom door ever so slightly so I could catch a glimpse of Daddy’s body. I couldn’t’ help it, my drive was pushing me further and further into my fantasy and I was wrestling with my morals, I knew it was wrong of me to be spying on my Dad showering, and I knew it was wrong that I even had feelings for my own flesh and blood but I couldn’t help myself. As I peeped through the ajar door, it was like my fanasty had come to fruition, there Girne Escort he was standing, water droplets running down his body. As he began to soap his body up, his hands kept roaming to his cock.

Just standing there and watching him, it was getting me extremely wet, imagining what his hands could do to me, what it would feel like for his cock to take my virginity. He begun to softly stroke his cock, as he stroked, it became erect. I had seen cocks before in porn but his cock was one of the biggest cocks I had ever seen, he began to pump harder and I could hear him softly moaning. At that point I couldn’t hold back anymore, I pulled my panties down and begun rubbing my clit, as I rubbed in circular motions, I could feel it engorge and I got more and more sensitive. I felt so naughty playing with myself over my Dad but I found it so hot, watching him get closer to orgasm, pushed me closer and closer to cumming. I knew it was wrong but at this point I didn’t care, I needed a release and Daddy was going to give it to me, whether he knew it or not. His moaning got more and more desperate, and so was I. All I could think about was his hard, throbbing cock inside my tight, wet, teen vigin hole, pulling my hair as he pumped his load into me, the thought pushed me over the edge and I ended up squirting over the door and the floor. The pleasure that rushed over me was nothing compared to when I would play with myself over porn.

It wasn’t until I heard the water turn off that I was knocked back into reality, I didn’t realise what a mess I had made, I rushed down stairs to get some paper towel and cleaner. I ran back up stairs and begun cleaning up my mess as the bathroom door flung open, and there he was. I was on my knees cleaning my mess and I was like a deer in head lights, I didn’t know what to say to explain what had happened. A million things were running through my head. Did he hear me? Does he know what I just did?

“What happened here? Why are you on your knees honey?”

“I’m sorry Daddy, I wasn’t watching where I was going and I spilt some water on the floor.”

“Honey, it is only water, you could of just mopped it up, it’s not a big deal, let me help you clean it up.”

Apart of me froze, but apart of me was getting turned on about the fact that Daddy was cleaning up my cum. I didn’t know what to say so I stayed silent and helped his clean up the “water”. It wasn’t long after that we ordered some pizza and we got settled in for games night. The doorbell rung and I knew it would of been the pizza so I walked to the kitchen and got some plates ready and another whisky for Daddy but this time, I made it a double. Apart of me wanted to know how far it could go before he put a stop to it.

He walked Magosa Escort into the kitchen with the pizza, and I don’t know if it was the pizza or him but something smelt delicious, either way, by the end of the night, I was going to be fucked. He opened the pizza and we were grabbing the slices we wanted when our hands brushed up against each other, I swear I felt a spark when we touched, I looked up and Daddy looked up at me and had a chuckle.

“How about we change it up tonight, and play Truth or Dare, instead of a boardgame?”

“Are you sure Daddy? If we are going to change it up, can I have a drink?

I didn’t expect him to say yes but it wouldn’t hurt to ask, and it would make the night extremely interesting.

“I guess you can, just this one time, after all, it’s only us.”

I couldn’t believe it, he actually said yes. I get the whiskey out and begin to pour myself a drink. I was going to make the most of it so I poured myself a triple as Dad walked in and I thought I would be done for but all he did was put his glass on the bench and asked for a top-up.

By the time we actually got to the lounge-room it was quite late and Daddy was quite intoxicated, which I thought was quite funny as he isn’t much of a big drinker so I just assumed he had a REALLY bad day at work. I got myself all comfortable under a blanket on the couch, and he sat on the other end of the couch. I had no idea what to expect, it isn’t usual to play Truth or Dare with your father, let alone when both of you have been drinking, but let us see where it takes us.

“Truth or Dare? Honey.”

“Um, I’ll start off easy, truth.”

“Are you a virgin?”

I choked on my drink, did I just hear him right? Did my father just ask if I was a virgin? Surely I didn’t hear him right.

“Um, yes I am.”

“I was only joking, I’m surprised that you answered it.”

“Oh, haha, Truth or Dare Daddy?”

After that question, I was a little shocked, I had no idea what to ask him or dare him. Maybe it was just the alcohol talking but that wasn’t something he usually asked me when we played Truth or Dare.

“I seem to have liquid courage tonight, so I’m going to pick dare”

“You have put me on the spot now, I didn’t think you would pick Dare straight off the bat. Umm, I dare you to… Take your clothes off”

I didn’t think he would actually do it, I thought he would laugh it off and tell me to jokingly fuck off, but he actually did it, and it wasn’t just a I’m chucking my clothes off, he did a striptease as he was taking his clothes off. I couldn’t help but giggle, as I was watching him strip, I could feel my panties getting damper and damper.

“I was joking I didn’t think you would actually do it!”

“A Kıbrıs Escort dare is a dare, your daddy will never back out of a dare baby. Now for payback, you have no choice but to do a dare and I’m daring you to give me a striptease.”

I was in shock, I have no idea what had come over Daddy, maybe it was all the alcohol he had drunk but I couldn’t back down, now was my chance, it was now or never. As I stood up, I couldn’t believe what I was about to do, it was turning me on and I wanted to show my body off, but apart of me was worried, what if he didn’t like my body? What if I wasn’t hot enough? I got off of the couch and stood a couple feet away from Daddy, luckily I had my lacey bra which showed off my perky pink little nipples, and my matching red lace panties, as I twirled off my shirt, I noticed something changed in Daddy’s eyes, was it lust? Was it need or want? The more clothes that came off, the more I was getting wet and horny.

“Do you want me to take my bra and panties off?

All I got was a nod, I decided if I was doing this, I was going to go all out and have no regrets, I swung my panties off and they just so happen to land in his lap, I couldn’t believe what he did with them, he brought them to his nose, and smelt them, he could smell my arosal and that is when I noticed he clearly had an erection. I knew it was time to really play the game, as I threw my bra off, I made my way closer to Daddy, and climbed into his lap.

“Is this what you wanted Daddy? Did you just want to get your little girl tispy so you could have your way with her? I have been imagining this moment for a long time, and my nipples are so excited to see you, look how hard they are. To add to the teasing, I began to grind against him, looking at him and biting my lip and I run my fingers around my sensitive nipples.

“I have wanted you for a long time Daddy.”

He didn’t say anything but just kept looking at me, I didn’t know what to do, I grabbed his hands and placed them on my thighs.

“This is all for you, this tight little wet hole, is all for you, no-one else.”

I couldn’t believe how far I was getting and I didn’t feel wrong about it at all, I grinded faster against his throbbing cock, all of a sudden there was a knock at the door and that is when the fantasy ended.

“What the fuck?!”

It was like a huge slap to the face, maybe I was living in a dream world. It wasn’t just me that was enjoying it, I knew he was too.

“Go upstairs and have a shower and go to bed, and do not come back down here again until morning.”

I couldn’t believe it, it was like a whole other different person was talking to me, maybe I was just imagining it, maybe he wasn’t enjoying it. I went too far, I rushed up stairs and had a cold shower, I couldn’t stop running things through my head, did I mix up the signs? Was I pushing my own fantasy on him? I got out of the shower wishing this now nightmare would end, I dried myself off, got into my pajamas, and got into bed, hoping that when I woke up in the morning this was all a dream.

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The Best Kind of Present

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Author’s Note: For Grim. I love you. All characters are over the age of 18.

***

When I arrived home from my shitty job, my little sister was waiting for me by the door. As soon as I entered, I knew something was off. 

Instead of a cheerful hug and the smell of dinner wafting through the air, I was greeted by an unpleasant sight. My sister, Kitty, was leaning against the wall. Her arms were crossed and she had a scowl on her face. 

My sister had moved in with me after her 18th birthday. We had gotten along pretty well, all things considered. Sure, she could be a pain in the ass… but what little sister isn’t? 

We had an unnamed agreement. As long as I brought home groceries and paid the bills, she would cook, do a bit of laundry, and live with me without having to pay rent or any bills. My sister wasn’t lazy though. No, she chose to go to college nearby to get a degree in Biology. Knowing her, she definitely could do it.

“Hello Mark,” she said to me in a low voice. 

Uh-oh. Yeah, something was definitely wrong.

“Uhh… hey Kitty. What’s up?” I asked, trying to figure out what massive fuck up I did. 

“Oh not much. I cooked dinner, watched the rest of that one show on Netflix, and-” 

“Hey!” I interrupted,  “That was supposed to be our show”. 

Kitty rolled her eyes and said, “Oh it would have been. Next time make sure to clear your internet history asshole!” 

Oops. I could’ve sworn I used Incognito mode on the laptop we shared.

“Kitty, I can explain! I’m so sorry, I thought-” 

“Don’t you dare try it. I saw what you jerked off too. Seriously?  You look at little sister themed porn?” 

I shut my eyes and groaned. I was an idiot. I knew I wasn’t getting out of this one easy.

“Well… yes. B-but it’s not what it looks like! I don’t actually think of-“

The next thing I knew, my cheek was burning and my ears were ringing. Fuck!

“Did you just slap me, you little shit?” I snapped. Reaching over to grab my sister’s hand, she quickly pulled away and shot me a dirty look. 

“Yeah I did! You are such an asshole. If you wanna be treated like a dirty little submissive, I’ll treat you like one.”  

“Oh for fuck’s sake, that is only a fanta-” I quickly got cut off by another harsh slap across my face. This one didn’t hurt as much, but it was still a blow to my self-esteem. 

I looked down at my little sister and became irritated.  That’s when I realized what she was wearing. 

Kitty ditched her usual baggy clothes and instead opted for more tight-fitting clothing. She wore a dark navy blue skirt, a white buttoned blouse, and striped socks. To finish off the look, she had tied her dark hair up in a messy bun and wore a headband with cat ears on it. My stomach fell to my knees when I realized I was checking out my little sister.

“Well?” she snapped. 

“Umm… uhh… why are you….?” 

She glanced down at her outfit and smiled. “I noticed you have something for little sisters who tease their big brothers. Don’t worry, I’m not wearing any panties. Pretty soon you are gonna be a panting little bitch in heat who needs permission to cum. You know what? I think your new nickname will be Doggy.” 

I blushed profusely at this and squeaked out, “Y-yes miss.” 

She turned on her heel and walked in the living room. I followed, not quite sure what to say. Kitty turned to me and frowned. 

“Stop right there mister.” 

I froze. Shit! Magosa Escort What did I do wrong now? 

“Get on your hands and knees. If you want to be my doggy, you are gonna be treated like one. While you are at it, remove your clothes. Dogs don’t get to wear clothes.”

I fumbled with my work clothes and slid them off and folded them. My cock sprang free and throbbed against the cool air conditioned room.

Kitty saw my erection and walked in front of me. Grasping my prick, it twitched in her hand. I groaned softly as she began to gently jerk me off. It was clear she didn’t have much experience, but she made up with her cuteness.

“Do… do you like that big brother?” she asked in a barely audible whisper. I could only nod and moan softly. 

“Is it… is it always that big?” she mumbled. Reaching my arm around her, I kissed her on the top of her head. “Not always, no. I don’t remember being this hard in a long time.”

I reached down and covered my hand over hers. “No. This is… fuck. Just like that baby. You are doing such a good job, little one.” 

My little sister began adorably moving her hand back and forth quicker. This was one of my deepest fantasies I never could share with anyone. I know what we were doing was dirty. If someone knew what we were doing right now, we both would get in trouble but… how come then this felt so nice?

I closed my eyes and felt my breathing quicken. Wack! I cringed slightly and my eyes flew open. 

“That was for enjoying that!” Kitty snapped. I glanced down and realized what she did. 

“Did you seriously just slap my cock?” I asked, trying to avoid laughing. 

“Yes. And if you enjoy it again, you’ll get slapped even harder.” 

I swallowed and nodded. “Yes ma’am. Geez, I never realized how cute you are when you act so serious.” 

Kitty let go of my cock and took a few steps. “Bedroom. Now. And don’t forget to crawl or you’ll be very sorry.”

I got down on all fours and crawled behind her, allowing myself the satisfaction of seeing her bottom covered by the skimpy blue material of her skirt. I realized I never had seen her wear that before. Had she gotten it just for this occasion? 

We made our way to my bedroom and Kitty stopped by my bed. “You know Mark, you were such a good brother to me. You helped me when I was younger with my schoolwork. You let me play on your GameCube and Xbox. I’m so disappointed in you “

“Why?” 

My little sister sighed and shook her head. Picking up a collar off of the bed, she squatted down so we were at the same level. 

“Because I never knew you were such a pervert. What you did was disgusting.” 

I swallowed and muttered an apology. 

She giggled as she put the collar around my neck. “This is your punishment. Tonight your cock is gonna feel like it’s on fire. I might not even let you cum for your little antics.”

I moaned softly and I began to notice my cock was slowly leaking precum. “Miss? Can I please touch myself?” 

My little sister looked down at me and frowned. “No. Only good dogs can do that. Now, do you wanna know what I did this afternoon after I found your disgusting porn?” 

I groaned and nodded my head. “Yes please. Fuck. What did you do?”

She laughed cruelly. “Well, the first thing I did was become disgusted at you. I mean… I’m your sister. Then the more I looked at it, the more I liked it. I began to touch myself on your bed Mark. Kıbrıs Escort I was such a horny little slut, I bet you would’ve loved to help me.” 

I stared at her as she sat down on my bed. She began to unbutton her shirt, her grey eyes never leaving mine. 

“You’re such a pervert. I hope you know that.” She broke eye contact and glanced down at my dick. “Don’t you even think about touching your dick. That is my cock now. If you cum without my permission,  I’ll make sure to buy a chastity cage and I’ll put your cock in it and hide the key. Awww, wouldn’t that be fun?  You would wake up and eat my pussy everyday and you’ll never be able to cum again!” 

“No! No, no, no! Please don’t do that Miss Kitty! I’ll uh… I’ll be good. I’ll never masturbate again. I’ll even… I’ll even eat your pussy right now!”

Kitty raised an eyebrow and motioned to me with her finger.  “Crawl over to me.” 

I crawled quickly over and looked at her. She swallowed and said, “I’ve never done this before. If one of us needs to stop, just say ‘Teriyaki’. Okay?”

I nodded. Kitty cleared her throat. “Now I’m your owner right now. Not your little sister. You’ll obey everything I say, no matter how much you don’t wanna do something.”

I rasped out an agreement.

Once I was in front of my owner, she slid off her skirt and I stared. Her pussy was nothing compared to what I imagined it to be. It was soaking wet and begging to be licked and sucked at. Her creamy white skin was begging to be nipped at and slightly bruised. 

“D… do you like it Mark?” she whimpered. 

Did I like it? No. I fucking loved it. 

“Can I taste you?” I asked, no longer hiding the lust in my voice. “Please Miss Kitty. Can I please taste your pussy? Fuck. I’m such a horny dog in heat. Please!” 

With that, she widened her legs further and slipped off her blouse. The only thing that still remained was her lacy bra and socks. 

“Okay. But only because you are so nice. And… be gentle, okay?” 

I didn’t need to be told twice. I lunged between her legs and kissed her pussy. I felt her arch her back above me and gasp. 

“F-fuck. Uh-huh. Just like that,” she whispered. 

I began to lick and suck on her clit like I had pictured a thousand times before.

“Fuck, you are so sweet”, I groaned into her. My little sister kept gasping and moaning at my actions.

“Just like that Mark! Please don’t stop!” 

Before long she hissed at me, “I’m going to cum if you continue like that. Do you want your little slut to cum all over your face?” 

As a response, I increased my efforts and within seconds I felt a warm liquid gush over me. I stopped and looked up. Kitty was breathing quickly and looking down at me.

“Did you like that Miss?” I asked sweetly. I was worried she might have regrets.

My sister nodded her head and pulled me up. Once we were face to face, she leaned over and began to kiss me. She broke the kiss and looked at me smiling. 

“Can you please help me with my dumb bra? Something tells me you want to see your little sister naked before she jerks you off more.” 

I got into my bed and fumbled with her bra. “I…I think we can keep the socks on,” I said. 

She looked at her feet and grinned. “Me too. Now be a good puppy and lay down on your back for me.” 

I rolled over and presented my boner to her. She giggled and leaned over it. “We should have done this sooner. Lefkoşa Escort I really like your cock.”

I blushed and muttered thanks. She grabbed my cock again and began slowly jerking me off. I groaned occasionally and she would quicken her pace. Just before I could cum,  she stopped.  “No! Please don’t stop. Please!” 

Kitty laughed at my misery and smiled. “No. Bad dogs get punished.” 

My cock twitched and I began to thrust in the air. “Fuck, c’mon! I made you cum already!”

My little sister laughed again cruelly and slapped my cock again. “I. Said. No.” 

I groaned and shut my eyes. The little bitch was gonna pay sometime. 

I felt my dick being squeezed again and it pulsed in her hand. “Baby, look at me.” 

I opened my eyes and saw Kitty’s head was near my boner. “What are you doing?” I mumbled. 

I didn’t get an answer. Instead I watched in fascination as her tongue licked the tip of my cock. 

“Fuck!” I exclaimed.

My sister giggled and began to explore my prick with her mouth more. 

“Don’t you dare bloody stop that!” I hissed. 

She stopped licking and looked at me, a cute look across her face. “But why big brother? 

I began to pant slowly. “Because you are hot when you suck my dick. You’re fucking sexy and I’m an idiot for not realizing it sooner.”

Kitty giggled and popped my cock in her mouth again. I grunted and put a hand on her head to help guide her. It wasn’t long before I could feel myself close to cumming. 

“I’m going to cum soon if you continue.” 

My sister stopped and looked at me. “No way! You can’t cum unless I say so.” 

I groaned again and threw my head down on the pillow. “I hate you right now.”

“Don’t worry brother. I love you.”

I felt Kitty readjusting her body and looked up surprised. “What are you doing?” 

She frowned. “Dogs don’t ask questions. But since you asked so nicely, I intend to ride you and have you cum in me. Ya know… since you are nice and stuff.” 

“Uh-huh.” 

“Did I sense sass from you?” 

“No way! I was uh… nothing.” 

She giggled and kissed me again. “That’s what I thought.” 

Kitty climbed on top of me and lined up my cock to her wet pussy. 

“Oh fuck,” I said. 1

“Teriyaki”, Kitty whispered, stopping.  I quit moaning and looked at her puzzled.

“What’s wrong?” 

She bit her lip and looked away. “Hey, what’s wrong?  We can stop if you want too.” 

She shook her head and looked at me, suddenly scared. “Kitty, I love you. What’s wrong?” 

“Can… Can you cum in me?  Without a condom I mean. I want you to fuck me and make me your little cum slut.” 

I moaned as soon as she said it and I reached up to kiss her. I felt her tongue on mine and I wrapped my arms around her to try and make as little space between us as possible.

“Fuck. I love you. Even if you are a little shit. Of course we can”, I said. 

My sister giggled and began to slowly jump up and down on my dick. “I love you too Mark. Even if you are a perverted brother.”

I groaned and muttered to her how I was going to make her pay for that. In response, she continued to fuck herself faster and faster. 

“Baby… I’m gonna cum”, I rasped out. 

Kitty kissed me and whispered, “Cum in me  big brother. Fuck me and show me just how much trouble I got myself into.”

I couldn’t take it anymore. I grabbed Kitty by her hips and pushed my cock as far it could reach in her as I began to ejaculate.

After I was done, my little sister crawled next to me and kissed my cheek. 

“Thank you big brother. Did you like it?” 

I grabbed the blanket and covered us. “I did my little sister. I definitely did. Thank you for my birthday present.”

The End

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Lockdown Series Pt. 03

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I am Sonika, only daughter of my father-Imtiaz Sherwani. Actually stepdaughter. My biological dad had died when I was small and then my mom married my present stepdad. My stepdad is actually very younger in age then my mom. They met at their workplace and fell in love. My mom was my stepdad’s boss. Soon my stepdad moved into a live-in relationship with my mom and our family was complete.

Though they never married legally, he was a good husband and a good father in the true sense. He would take care of me like his own child and I never missed my real dad. My mom was also happy as a wife. I would often hear their love making sessions by putting my ear on their bedroom door. I would often hear them making moaning sounds. They had a particular music collection, which they always played while having sex. It was a signal to the world that they were having sex. I was strictly told by my mother that if she hears that music coming out of her room, I should never knock on the door or disturb them. I understood…… and complied.

As luck would have it, my mom passed away 3 years back when I was 19. Since then my stepdad had been everything to me. He took utmost care for me and I never missed my mom much. He didn’t get married again for my sake as he wasn’t sure about how my step mother may behave with me.

I am presently 22 and my stepdad is 37. My life was going on smoothly until the lockdown happened and I was left alone and I started thinking on different lines. I started exploring the various boundaries of our relationship. I mean we were the only 2 persons in our home. To the world, we were a dad daughter in relationship, which was true to only an extent. We were also beyond just a family.

Imtiaz was not married to my mom. He was actually her lover, the sexual partner of my mom. It was all due to my grandfather (Mom’s father), who was adamant as we were Hindus and Imtiaz was a Muslim. He was dead against this marriage and the only way mom saw through this problem was a live-in relationship. Granddad could not object to a live-in relationship.

Imtiaz was a strong lover to my mom, a nice dad to me and overall a good human being. Though he is young, handsome and strong, and could have easily married any girl, he choose to stay single, as he was concerned about my safety, about my position in the house. He was apprehensive that “my new stepmom” might treat me badly. This caused me to love Imtiaz more and this daughterly affection, soon transformed into a womanly affection….. and ultimately into a sexual attraction.

During the lockdown, I realized he is still young and in need of some sexual intimacy which he missed for quite sometime now without my mother with us.

I remember the time when my stepdad Imtiaz first dropped me to office for my first day of my internship that I felt a tingling sensation in my pussy…….the first transgression of the dad-daughter relationship to a sexual relationship……

I am about 5ft 5 inches, great figure. I was wearing a white synthetic office shirt, tucked inside my white trouser and a pair of nice black ladies shoe. My shoulder length hair was pony tailed. It was hot and due to sweat and I was wearing a white half cup bra below my shirt and the sweat made the upper part of my uncovered breast a bit moist. Also, my nipples were poking through the thin white bra and shirt.

Imtiaz was surprised and was about to say something, but I pre-empted him. I gave him an embarrassed smile. “It’s the latest corporate attire and also I don’t have anything else — But to make amends, I promise to take you along the next time I go shopping…..”

“Oh, no, dear. I am just worried about you. I don’t want some cheap man ogling my beautiful Sonika. I want you to be safe and don’t want any boy to hurt you…. Emotionally or physically……..I made a promise to your mom that I would always protect you…” Imtiaz replied.

I was overwhelmed by his love and concern for me and just hugged him and gave him a sloppy wet kiss on his cheeks.

Out of curiosity, I asked him ” what do you mean by physically hurting me……are you suggesting somebody beat me or even worse… rape me”

Imtiaz immediately replied ” No what I meant by physically hurting you was that some horny boy befriends you and the seduces you and steals away your precious virginity”

I just smiled and held his hand. “Thank you. I love you and I will never allow any boy to become intimate with me …… and will protect my chastity and virginity “

Saying this, I gentle held his face in my hands and planted a small peck on his lips. I then pretended to wipe my lips with a grin on my face.

“And, young lady, may I ask what that was for?” Imtiaz asked in a serious tone.

“Many things. But most of all, for showing that you care. you ARE cool – and you give in to all my silly whims, be my best friend, never actually hurt me… and still, you know when you have to be the father. You are the best.”

Imtiaz was a normal sentimental Kıbrıs Escort guy, and his eyes grew moist, and I drew him towards me for a hug. Imtiaz confessed that It was the best compliment he had ever received, and I knew I would remember this moment for a long time ahead.

In the evening when office got over, it was raining heavily and I called up Imtiaz to pick me up. He came after a while, but without his bike as it was of no use in the rain. I tried taking a taxi but none was available.

I appeared, soaking wet in rain, wearing a white Indian dress, which had gone completely see through. I had an umbrella and we started walking crumbled below the umbrella towards the bus stop and my body was often touching his arm.

On reaching to the bus stop, I made a request “Can you please stand behind me, so that people cannot see my back through the transparent white dress?”

Imtiaz did that on boarding the bus, leaving about 6 inches gap from my back side, but I whispered in his ear “dad, why are you keeping distance? Come closer and stand JUST behind me”.

My back side of the dress was totally transparent and my back was clearly visible through my wet white dress. My bra straps including the hooks were clearly visible. I was really aroused with the situation as Imtiaz was forced to stand close behind my back and I felt his rock solid erection brushing my hips with the movement of the bus. I was clearly enjoying this till we reached our stop.

My internship got over and I soon graduated and was placed in a decent job, not far from my home. However the Indian government announced a lockdown and there was confusion.

I called up Imtiaz in a frenzy and he asked me not to worry. He came to pick me up. Both of us were very happy to see each other and hugged tightly. Then we moved out and found that the sky is overcast and it may rain any time.

Imtiaz asked “Do you have any jacket or water proof?”

I said “No. Look this time also I am in full white and it seems God will send rain so that both of us get wet together again!”

I was really excited with the idea in anticipation. I put my backpack down in the bike and got into driver position and Imtiaz sat behind me holding my shoulder as I put my helmet and started. It usually took about 30 min to reach home.

After about 5 — 7 minute of our ride, the rain started with a few big drops, but I did not show any intention to stop and take shelter. Then the intensity increased and it started pouring! It hardly took 10 second for the front of my white shirt to completely get drenched. It was then I decided to stop and slowed the bike, moved to the side of the road and then stopped. I got down first.

I could see Imtiaz ogle me as the thin white strap of my bra was clearly visible over my shoulder along with my milky white skin. I decided to tease Imtiaz. I then bent over to take the ignition key out, put it below the seat and opened the seat to take a waterproof from there. Imtiaz was disappointed! But then I again bent over and started wrapping my bag and purse using the waterproof.

By now with torrential rain, the back side of my shirt went completely see-through. When I was wrapping the bags bending down, Imtiaz could see my beautiful breasts hanging inside the wet transparent shirt. When I stood straight, Imtiaz could not remove his eyes from me. I was completely wet in white synthetic shirt, and the thin white bra cups could not hide much below and the nipples were poking out in excitement. Imtiaz could see the upper part of my breast, cleavage, naval clearly.

I was looking extremely sexy and Imtiaz could not help but hugged me very tightly. It was raining and the visibility was poor, there was no person or no vehicle on the road and we started kissing each other passionately.

Once we regained our composure, Imtiaz asked “Now how will you drive in this state? People who are coming from opposite lane will meet with an accident by looking at you!”

I replied “wait”, then again sat on the bike on the driving position, asked Imtiaz to sit behind and then took his hands and placed his palms on my breasts in a way it covers most of my modestly. I turned my face towards him and said “now, everyone will be safe and no one will meet with an accident I hope! But for time being please keep your dick inside your pant, else we shall met with an accident”.

Imtiaz was rock hard and poked my hips! To my surprise, he stayed in the same position and didn’t move back. We started our journey again and the rain continued.

Every time I pressed the brakes lightly or there was a speed breakers bump, Imtiaz would squeeze my breasts lightly. It took about 40 minutes more to reach home due to rain and we both were enjoying every bit of our ride as we were sitting so intimately.

We were passing by a park which is next to our house. The play area of the park was already submerged with water. I suddenly stopped the bike and asked — “how about going in the Lefkoşa Escort park and play see-saw?

“very good idea”, Imtiaz promptly said.

So, we got down and went inside the park and I sat on the lower part of the see-saw. The water there was almost till ankles, so after sitting, my waist went under water. Then I slowly stood up so that Imtiaz can sit on the other side. Then we started going up and down. The water was not too clean and with the rain and our leg movement, my trouser and lower portion of my white shirt turned muddy. After about 10 minute, we had enough and came out of the park and pushed the bike to our house.

We reached her home soaking wet. Imtiaz opened the door and we entered home. The moment the door behind us was closed, we literally jumped on each other, hugged and started kissing. I was busy kissing on her cheek, neck and he moved his hands down towards my boobs. His hands was roving round my body and then suddenly I put one hand over his trouser and held his big solid shaft in my hand and started playing with it.

As we kissed I parted my lips and gently probed his closed lips with my tongue. Just when I thought he wasn’t going to respond he hugged me tightly and opened his lips. I thrust my tongue as deep into his mouth as I could and pressed my hips against him, grinding my pelvis against his hard prick. Dad kissed me back, thrusting his tongue into my mouth, playing with my tongue. I could feel my pussy beginning to react, becoming wet, aching to be touched.

Finally we broke the kiss, both of us breathing heavily. He looked at me and said, “Sonika, we can’t…we shouldn’t be doing this. It isn’t right.”

And he immediately withdrew himself and I regained my composure as well. Imtiaz went to his room and locked it. I decided not to give up but continue slowly

Now ours was a small one BHK flat. I soon changed into a nighty and prepared dinner. Dinner was a silent affair and nobody spoke a thing. Things continued normally for the next few days and we soon got adjusted into a normal father daughter relationship during the lockdown.

We would getup late and have a large breakfast at around 12 in the noon. The rest of the day we would surf the net for new recipes and I would teach Imtiaz how to cook. Imtiaz was talented, and he learnt quickly. I started caring for the household more and cared for every little need of my stepdad.

I would clean the house, wash cloths, clean the toilet, cook food and Imtiaz would help me in everything. He would clean the utensils while I cleaned the floor, or vice versa. On the remaining time, we would talk, chat, and watch movies together.

As we were home and nobody bothered us, we dressed in a very convenient way.

Imtiaz would mostly wear shorts or pajamas and would remain topless, while I wore hot pants and t-shirts or camisoles, mostly without bra and panties. Imtiaz never objected, but like the gentleman that he is, he never gave me “THE MALE GAZE”. He never looked at me inappropriately. And this made me only love him more. I knew that I had to take the initiative if anything is to materialize. Imtiaz was always restrained in his behavior.

2 weeks into the lockdown, the movie got boring and one day I decided to watch Lolita. Lolita is an erotic movie which shows the incest relationship between a father and step daughter. I was wearing hot pants and camisoles, without bra and panties. We both were lying on the bed, with me resting my head on his chest, and my arms along his waist. Imtiaz wore shorts only.

Soon the sex scenes came and I started running my hands on his chest. Imtiaz stayed still and continued watching, while I started rubbing his dick over his pants. Soon he responded back and began to kiss and nibble on the back of my neck.

“I’m all yours now” I whispered gently to him as he caught my lips and kissed them gently. His hands molded my face as the kiss got deeper and more intense. I could feel his hard body pressed tight against mine. His hands started to go around my body and he gently fondled my boobs.

He continued to kiss me with a tremendous urgency. Our tongues swirled in an intricate dance between each other’s mouths. He broke the kiss slightly only to have my tongue snake from between my lips to flick at his lips. I had wrapped my fingers into his hair and was slowly drawing his hair between my fingers. His hands were busy exploring my body. He had full access to my breasts over my camisole. I was breathing rapidly as his hands enclosed the softness of my breasts. I looked at him and gently kissed him on the lips while he slowly squeezed them.

Finally we broke the kiss, both of us breathing heavily. He looked at me and said, “Sonika, we should stop.”

I just continued to hold him tight and told him, “Daddy, I’m not some kid you’re taking advantage of… I am 22… I’m a grown woman and still a virgin. I know what we’re doing, and I know what I want…I want you.”

I pulled his lips Girne Escort to mine and kissed him as deeply as I could. Taking his hand, I guided it to my breast. I moaned softly as his hand massaged my breast, rubbing it against the palm of his hand. I had never felt such an intense sensation in my vulva and my vagina before as I pressed against him – an ache, a deep desire, to feel him touch me – to feel him in me.

He was really tensed at that time. I slid my hand inside his shorts and took his warm hard cock in my hand, I was amazed at its size. Now I took hold of his 9 inches cock in my hand and exclaimed, “Oh it’s a monster, too big “.

I don’t know what happened but Imtiaz suddenly pulled himself away and went into his room. I was disappointed but not angry. I was happy with the progress I made.

I knew I was on the right track, as Imtiaz did not object to this.

Another week passed by and things got back to normal. We soon molded ourselves into a normal father daughter relationship. However, one evening the weather became pleasant and soon it started to rain.

I was happy to see the rain and I decided to get wet in the rain. I suggested the same to Imtiaz but he seemed reluctant. I brokered no opposition and pulled his hands and let him to the roof. I played in the rain, we danced and just had a good time for 30 minutes before we came back to our flat. It was already dark.

The dryness of the dark room was a welcome change from the downpour outside, and in spite of my shorts and camisoles, I could feel the water running down my back. After locking the door, we both stood in the hall.

I took off my camisole and dumped it on the floor. Without a moment’s hesitation, I then hunched my shoulders forward and took off my bra and my breasts spilled out. I wanted to see the expression on Imtiaz’s face. Unable to resist the urge, I switched on the light and my hands immediately went up to cover my tits. I managed to cover the nipples, but the fingers were not a suitable cover.

Imtiaz’s expression was one of embarrassment, but I was cool.

“Sorry, Dad, but it’s just too cold.” Suddenly nonchalant, I stopped holding my hands against my breasts, using them instead to get rid of the shorts and panties. I was now facing Imtiaz, as nude as the day I was born, and not raising a single finger to cover herself.

Imtiaz began to have a vague uneasiness of being overdressed and took off his t-shirt. I was conscious that Imtiaz was staring at me. Even more fascinating was the realization that he had an erection; Imtiaz continued staring at the naked figure of his daughter. In silence.

“The last time I had so much fun in the rain was when I was small…… and mom was with us,” I said, thankfully breaking the deafening silence.

“I remember that day……” Imtiaz grinned, the awkwardness of our immodesty receding into the background.

I just glanced at his waist, and I realized that he was actually sliding down his shorts. It was an unconscious action, but by now, it had been pushed down to his ankles and I saw his dick in its full glory for the first time. It was too late for embarrassment, however.

I half-expected my dad to initiate anything so I got hold of a towel and threw it at Imtiaz as the two of us dried our hair, maintaining that platonic distance between us.

“Too bad the rain stopped,” Imtiaz said, attempting to get drawn into a mundane conversation that would remove his mind from the temptation of looking at me.

I, on the other hand, didn’t seem to have any inhibitions at all at being so exposed in front of my father. I started rubbing the towel over my pussy as if drying it and said sarcastically, “The rain water really got inside my pussy as well.”

Oops! Just like that, Imtiaz’s eyes were drawn to the V between my legs, which was adorned by a small black patch just above my clit. The shaving had been tastefully done – there was just enough hair to give it that cute look, however the slit was clearly visible.

Unable to come up with suitable words to lighten the moment, Imtiaz turned away. There was a window beside the door, and he just looked outside. For a minute’s length, neither of us spoke, although I was looking at Imtiaz.

Once again, I broke the silence. “Dad tell me honestly, is there any women in your life.”

Imtiaz.was caught off guard and he turned around.

I walked a couple of steps closer, Tantalizingly close. Imtiaz fixed his eyes on my breasts and said. “Excuse me?”

I came a foot closer. “You know what I mean.”

“Your mom was the last women in my life” Imtiaz replied.

I moved closed till I bumped into him. At full mast, his erection was long enough to brush against my skin. Both of us jumped slightly, and I thought Imtiaz. would move away, perhaps even rebuff me, but I held my ground, with the tip of his cock touching the skin just above my bush.

“Very Nice,” I replied in a husky voice.

My lips were on his, so sudden that Imtiaz. had no time to put up any willpower against kissing his daughter, and my tongue found its way into his without a semblance of a difficulty. The kiss was so loaded with passion that Imtiaz kissed me back, our lips mashing, tasting each other as man and woman for the first time in our lives.

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Blood Passion Ch. 07

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Viktoria lounged about in bed, arms outstretched onto the empty sheets. Jetlag had kicked in hard and walloped her over the skull like a mace. She wanted nothing more than to sleep in bed without a second thought.

“Mom! Mom!” a girly voice called out past the bedroom door. “Mom! Wake up!”

“Damn…I just want to sleep more this morning,” Viktoria groaned, turning over in bed.

“I need advice, what looks hotter?” the girl asked, holding two outfits as she burst through the door. “I think this makes me look more like a slut but I know guys go wild for the uniform look.”

“What are you talking about?” Viktoria asked. “Katherine, you go to a private school. You always wear the same uniform.”

“I know, mom, this is for afterwards. I heard certain guys like me and I want to tease them,” she giggled.

“Don’t be stupid, Kate. Guys are animals. If we did not have rules and laws, we’d be bent over any and all surfaces when given the chance.”

Viktoria sat up, rubbing her eyes. She wore nothing up top, her large, firm tits bouncing out from under the satin sheets.

“You told me guys like to be teased. I’m only doing what you told me,” Katherine retorted.

“I distinctly remember saying for a guy you’ll get with. Teasing and not putting out is playing with fire, and I won’t have my baby raped like a piece of meat.”

“You worry too much. All the guys at school are pussies anyways. I show a little leg and they buy me whatever I want. I’ve got lunch for the entire year and the school term only begun.”

“Don’t tease your cousin. He will spread those legs of yours, and he will not stop until he is satisfied.”

“Nah, he’ll do what I say. I’m your younger model. If you’re a ten, I’ve got to be an eleven,” Katherine bragged.

“Next time I go visit, I’ll get two plane tickets,” Viktoria replied, calling her bluff.

“Sure…yeah, that sounds good,” Katherine mumbled, shyly.

Her bravado quickly leaked away under the realization she would have to put out. Viktoria reached out and pulled her eighteen year old daughter in for a tight hug.

“Don’t hurry into growing up. I put a lot of pressure on you about legacy and the family but you’re still eighteen. You need to be careful though, I’m serious. This is not some game or TV show but the real world. Some people do not care about going to prison if it means getting some young pussy.”

“How did your first time feel?” Katherine tentatively asked, looking away shyly.

“Nothing special. Threw it away with a high school crush. He lasted thirty seconds and left in sixty. Wham, bam, thank you ma’am. I never felt so cheap in my life. This was before I met your father, but even he cannot do much between the sheets.”

“Is it going to hurt a lot? You said there will be pain and bleeding the first time.”

“Depends on if he takes the time to warm you up. Your cousin has a magical tongue. Keep yourself clean down there and he’ll make that toy of yours become obsolete,” Viktoria purred.

Katherine did not try to hide she had a few sex toys hidden in her room. Viktoria found them while cleaning one day. Don’t ask, don’t tell.

“Your cousin is a stud, Katherine. He’ll be waiting for you when you feel the time is right. He is busy pounding his mother every night so he will not be going far. So that means you need to tempt him the first time, take control a little, show him you’re the better model as you put it.”

Viktoria rubbed Katherine’s cheek with the soft side of her hand, gently stroking it to put her daughter at ease. The other hand dropped down to rub and stroke her side over the school uniform, a soft, romantic gesture that immediately got the young girl’s pussy wet.

“Learn from mommy. Do to him what mommy does to you and he’ll forget about fucking his mother or aunt.”

Viktoria started gently kissing Katherine’s cheek, making a pathway to her neckline and ear lobe. Soft kisses pecked along the feminine jawline to the destination. Katherine breathed in heavily, audibly, now reaching out to hug her mother.

“He will ravish you and make you his. He absolutely loves his sexy aunt. If you’re my improved model, don’t let me down.”

Viktoria’s hand groped between Katherine’s legs, rubbing three fingers over the dripping teenage cunt. Even though she rubbed over some pants, the familiar scent filled the room. Having her daughter in the palm of her hand snapped Viktoria out of that jetlag, focusing on the delicacy standing before her.

Sniffing in deeply, Katherine smelled different compared to before leaving to visit the family. The blood flowing gave off a sweet smell, an intoxicating smell, tempting Viktoria immediately.

“Mommy, your fingers feel good. Keep rubbing me,” Katherine moaned, rubbing her own tits roughly.

Having tossed the outfits aside, Katherine fell into lust as knees buckled from the intense rubbing.

“Do you think he’ll be turned on by a selfish bitch?” Viktoria chided her child. “You’re busy feeling yourself up while mommy is doing all the work. He Girne Escort is going to have his mother, myself, and you but he only has one cock. Which hole is he going to stick it in? The woman who worships him and lavishes him with praise and a massage, or a selfish cunt who is more focused on feeling herself up instead of doing her duty?”

Katherine nodded, removing one hand to reach out and stroke her mothers face. Inexperienced, despite some practice together, the young girl tried to caress the gorgeous face sensually. The rubbing did not help as the pleasure only made Katherine focus on herself and her immediate needs.

“Our duty is to please him, Katherine. His cum will give us long lasting beauty and unspeakable powers, but only if he cums and cums often. You’re my daughter but he is the leader of the clan. We serve him not the other way around. Do you understand?”

“Yes, mommy, I understand…fuck…my pussy is on fire. Please, keep rubbing it. It feels so good.”

Viktoria immediately took her hand away, frustrating Katherine’s intense heat. She tossed off the covers and laid back, legs spread open wide, and motioned her daughter forward with a single finger.

“I’ll have to train you myself, Katherine. I don’t have a cock but my cunt is a magnificent substitute. You can practice on me like a good girl. Strip for me first though.”

Katherine nodded, suddenly shy, as any speck of bravado from discussing teasing guys at the school had completely evaporated in the dominating presence of her mother. The young woman slowly took off her top, pulling it from the bottom so her flat stomach teased Viktoria’s eye sight. While not as big as Viktoria’s, Katherine’s tits looked large and luscious enough in a hot red bra.

“My naughty daughter, wearing such a bra to school, it is a shame you and Nik are not classmates. I know he’d enjoy getting a peak of that,” Viktoria stated, licking her lips. “Leave it on.”

Katherine nodded, crawling onto the bed like a cat. Made to perform the action during a previous sexual encounter with her mother, Katherine purred, remembering the lesson. It took a week before her ass stopped burning when sitting down. Her face sunk into the sweet smelling pussy, sniffing it and rubbing the nose along the clit. It tickled a little, making Viktoria laugh, but Katherine did not stop. Now her tongue entered the fray, slowly licking the wet hole. It tasted different than she remembered though.

“That’s a good girl. Just lick and suck my pussy. Pretend it is your cousin’s cock. It is a big one so it’ll take you a lot of practice to fully envelope him into your hot throat. My jaw is still sore after my final night with him. Damn, my sister is one lucky woman.”

Viktoria reached forward, running lithe fingers through Katherine’s hair and helped push her face into the soaking wet pussy. Dominating her daughter, she hoped to teach how to please a man so Nik would focus on getting her pregnant. With both of them being similar ages, it made sense for them to pair up to rebuild the purity of the clan.

“Stick it in deeper, Katherine, I want you to be a good slut. Mommy will need a good cunt licker until we can visit Nik again. Do you want me to tell you how good he fucked me? Do you want me to tell you how he’ll make you a real woman, and open up all your holes in complete and utter bliss?”

Katherine’s cunt moistened more at hearing her mother talk dirty, reaching underneath to begin fingering herself as well. The long tongue started rummaging in deep, licking up the delicious motherly honey. Something tasted odd about the cunt juice. Katherine did not know what to make of it.

“Mom, your pussy tastes different. You didn’t just piss, did you?” Katherine asked.

“No, baby, you’re probably tasting Nik’s cum. I made sure to keep it inside me for as long as possible. I wanted to feel his seed in my womb. How does it taste?”

“Sorta sweet, and my mouth feels flushed like I need more of it. It tastes good though.”

“It’ll taste even better straight from the tap. He fucked my face a good five minutes, making me gag like I was a high school harlot. Fuck, I really need to figure out how to get us over there.”

Victoria shoved Katherine’s face back into her cunt as she felt close to orgasming and wanted to spray it down her daughter’s mouth. Gripping Katherine’s hair roughly, she pushed her daughter’s face in closer to the delicious honey pot. Nik would undoubtable grab her as such so why act any differently? Letting out a loud moan, sweet liquid squirted from the honey pot, filling Katherine’s young, inexperienced mouth. She tried to drink as much as possible but inevitably some spilled onto the bed, running down the sides of her pretty mouth.

Viktoria gasped. Euphoria consumed her consciousness, not allowing Katherine’s face to retract for air. For the rest of the evening she kept Katherine between her long legs, licking and tonguing the sensitive pussy until it orgasmed again and again.

X

Viktoria Magosa Escort spent the evening researching various shipping companies, checking to see what kind of quality control and shipping guarantees they offered for frozen products. In order to keep supplied with sperm to keep her youth and beauty in check, and also not risk any negative side-effects by going off it cold turkey in an uncontrolled environment, she’d need Nik’s sperm transported to the west coast. Viktoria did not want Katherine to sneak anymore tastes of Nik’s sperm too, wanting her to taste it personally from the tap.

Secrecy also needed to be ensured as she could not risk her husband finding out about the special deliveries. Finding a safe area to conceal the vials would need to be constructed, somewhere, which added to the list of problems. Viktoria blamed herself for not having all this setup long before Nik’s eighteenth birthday arrived. She knew this situation would happen, knew what needed to get done, but she hoped they would have moved a lot closer to his side of the country by then. They did not and she failed to act. Not her finest moment, and a hard hit to her arrogant pride.

Search after search, call after call, she made contact with various shipping and refrigeration companies around the state, putting out feelers. She’d make further enquiries after double-checking their references and track record. As the phone calls went by, one by one, she thought of where to hide the goods. A simple mini-fridge could hold a good amount but what would prevent someone, like her husband or his friends, from wanting a peek to grab a soda or beer? A lock would arouse suspicion and make people ask questions. If she put it in her office it would be easy to claim security, not wanting someone to go through it and sneak out drinks and/or replace them. Doing so would mean less, and harder, access to the goods in case of an emergency.

Around and around Viktoria thought about the situation while on hold. One problem solved led to more questions to fix. It made her head hurt but it had to be accomplished as soon as possible.

“I need to find a way to move us to the east coast within the next year. Actually, no, moving is not an option,” Viktoria realized, feeling dumb. “He moves for college. Who knows where he’ll end up because we do not know which schools will want him depending on how the season unfolds. Fuck, this is going to be a longer fix than I thought. What if he gets a shot in Europe, or Krystal manages to swing something there? I should ask these companies about their overseas service rates. I should do it now that it is fresh in my mind instead of waiting like I did for now.”

Viktoria rubbed her forehead, annoyed at herself. Looking at her watch, she had been on the line with companies for a couple hours. Thankfully, the grunt work for a new dress design had already been completed before the trip out east, allowing her this small reprieve but tomorrow the company would be starting a new line of dresses for a celebrity, taking up all of her time.

With the office phone between her shoulder and ear, she took out her cell, texting Veronika parts of the plan.

“Make sure you’re starting the process soon. You’ll need to fill up the jars and freeze the jam so they do not go bad,” she wrote in code. “I’m working the logistics on this end for shipping.”

While most people who read it would believe they were talking about homemade jam, they knew it to actually be Nik’s sperm. Viktoria told Veronika about the code during the trip. Veronika had it easy, although for morbid reasons, as with no husband or boyfriend, she could fuck Nik any time regardless of distance. Viktoria, being married, had to play a stealth game. Any hint of deceit or suspicion towards infidelity would create unwanted questions and complications. Putting aside the entire vampiric biology which would get her a sentence to a loony bin, incest not being legal made this relationship a prison sentence.

Not wanting to go to jail, or a psych ward, Viktoria focused on codes in case their messages were revealed. She already texted Nik a few naughty suggestions, carried away in the heat of the moment, but quickly she told him to delete them all as she would do as well. They would also need to create their own sexy code. Harems ain’t easy, nor are the real world legal challenges faced when partaking in them, vampiric or otherwise.

X

Katherine sat on her bed, looking through fashion magazines she got from her mother. Each page she studied how the girls posed for the camera, how each subtle gesture radiated for the lens. She would read and study a page or two, then stand up in front of the mirror and practice them. Sometimes she’d strike the pose correctly, while other times the movement and angles felt unnatural despite them performed by real humans.

Having a mother as a top fashion designer led her down a path paved with similar interests. Crafting makeup for her friends brought a tingle of joy up her spine, as well Lefkoşa Escort as critiquing their outfits. She happily gave her friends, and others in the school makeovers, practicing what she learned in the magazines and from Viktoria.

This moment though, Katherine posed for herself. Specifically, she posed to see how she’d look for Nik. She did not want to disappoint her mother, knowing how important this would be. She got ‘the talk’, more in-depth than a typical conversation about the birds and the bees. They were near in age, the perfect and natural choice to have children together. Aside from the questions of an aunt or mother suddenly becoming pregnant, no one would question another teenage pregnancy. They would never need to acknowledge who the father was, and seeing her and Nik were cousins, no one would question family helping look after family.

The pill did not taste bitter but it also did not taste sweet. The future already wrote itself in the stars for her, and currently she accepted the hand fate dealt her. Viktoria did everything to raise and support her, providing the best schooling, extracurriculars and clothing. She had no concerns over needs and wants, living a luxurious life with two loving parents. Inside, Katherine felt she owed accepting the family legacy rather than shunning it like Aunt Krystal.

“I wonder if he’ll think I’ll make a beautiful wife,” she judged, looking at herself in the mirror while posing. “I’m sure he will. If he fucked mom, he’ll definitely want to fuck me.”

Stopping the pose for a moment, Katherine took a large, deep breath and looked at a different page in the magazine.

“This is fucked though. Vampires? Incest? Harems? What kind of freak started this whole family tree?” she thought to herself.

While she had doubts, she also knew the stories Viktoria told her of kings and queens never getting to choose who they married in the old days. Always an arranged marriage for political purposes. Never for love.

“At least he is kind and handsome. He could have been a fat, ugly, asshole. You hit the jackpot,” her mom said during a previous conversation about the way of things.

For eighteen years she led a happy, normal life without a care in the world. Now she got hit with the bombshell on her birthday that she would be metaphorically married off to her cousin to reboot their family legacy. What of her dad though? What would happen to him? Her and Viktoria did not speak much about it. She already cheated on him with Nik. Was that fair? Was it all a lie?

Katherine had a million questions but did not have the courage to ask them. Always the good girl, she did as she was told.

“He is hot. It won’t be that bad, will it?” she continued thinking, flipping the page to find another sexy pose to mimic.

X

Nik sat at his computer watching a replay for the Serie A women’s league that he had a website subscription to. She sent him the info and how to sign-up as it was in Italian. Krystal’s team started off the Scudetto campaign with a big draw against another powerhouse in the league so it made for an enticing match for fans to watch.

He made sure to stay away from the sports sites and blocked out the ticker on the website so he would not get spoiled by the result. Wearing Krystal’s jersey she sent for a previous birthday gift, despite it being a different team, he had his protein drink and snacks ready on hand.

“Baby, don’t stay up too late and be late for school in the morning,” Veronika said, rapping at his half-open door.

“I won’t, mom. Just going to watch Aunt Krystal’s game then call it a night.”

Slipping inside, Veronika peeked over Nik’s shoulder.

“Guess I don’t need to worry about you watching porn then,” she teased him.

“I save that for the weekends, mom,” he teased back.

“You enjoy the game. I’m turning in early so don’t go shouting too loudly. I need a good night’s sleep. You’re wearing me out, young man.”

“Sure, mom, I’ll do my best unless Aunt Krystal scores.”

“I’ll make sure to complain to her when she calls again.”

Veronika stroked Nik’s hair softly then kissed the spot on his head goodnight before leaving the room. She knew he worshipped his aunt, the big star, so it did not phase her to see him glued to the screen.

“Now if only we can get you back into the fold, Krystal,” she whispered, heading to her bedroom. “We need you more than ever.”

Back in the room, Nik started chowing down on his munchies as the game got underway. On the field Krystal dominated the midfield, previously acting as a dynamic duo that ran another league ragged last year. Both ran box-to-box, using their superior stamina to run opposing players ragged, tiring them out so they made those key, crucial mistakes that changed the course of games.

Twenty minutes into the game and nothing much happened. Their opponent parked the bus, playing defensively in a five-four-one, hoping to get that one counterattacking chance for a boring one-nothing win. A win’s a win though.

“Cagliari snaps up the ball from an errant cross. She looks around finding Knight open in the middle. Pinpoint pass to the middle and now Knight is on her horse through the middle. Ricci makes a spectacular sliding tackle but Knight scouted it. The ball is clear off to the right side. Rossi has it now…”

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My Sister-in-law Comes to Visit

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This story is based loosely on actual events. All people are over 18.

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My wife Ruth and I have been married for nearly ten years and have been together closer to fifteen.

Ruth is the middle sister of three. The older sister she doesn’t really see that much of even though she only lives a few miles away.

Her younger sister Kate, who is 36, lives in New Zealand and they have always had a very close relationship.

Kate met her now ex-husband (a Kiwi) a number of years ago when she worked as a travel rep. After a whirlwind romance she moved over to New Zealand to live with him, eventually getting married.

Kate and Matt (her ex) were very happy for several years but he tended to have a wandering eye and ended up cheating on her on several occasions.

Even though they have three children together, the last time he cheated was once too many. She threw him out and filed for divorce.

My wife and I visited as often as we could, before the divorce and especially after to give her emotional support.

Matt took the kids every other weekend which gave Kate plenty of opportunity to hit the town with her girl friends. She would tell us stories of the guys she had met and the fun her and her friends got up to.

About a year after the divorce she was telling us on Facetime about her latest boyfriend Derek. They had only been together a few weeks and she really enjoyed his company. She was taking it slowly though and they hadn’t slept together yet which was unusual.

Now Kate was never really one to shy away from a good fuck.

She’s a stunning looking woman at around 5ft 6 inches with long wavy dark brown hair and a killer body. She looks incredible in a bikini and I have fantasised many times before about what she would look like naked.

She got plenty of attention when she was younger and more than enough action according to Ruth.

Any time she went out guys were literally queuing up to buy her drinks, looking to get into her knickers.

She must be pretty keen on Derek if she hadn’t fucked him after this long.

Kate had booked a trip home to see family so after chatting to her on Facetime we told her we would see her in a few days.

Thursday morning came very early as I quietly got up at 3.30am to go and collect Kate from the airport. It was about a three-hour round trip.

I got some coffee before I left and was on the road just before 4.00am. I turned my music up and made the trip in good time.

After parking up and going to the arrivals terminal I grabbed another coffee while I waited.

Ten minutes later Kate’s flight came up on the arrivals board and I stood waiting for her familiar figure.

She was one of the first ones out the gate and she looked as amazing as ever. She was wearing her hair down and had on tight black leggings and a tight pink t-shirt. From the look of it she didn’t seem to be wearing a bra. That wouldn’t be considered unusual though as she quite often went without. Her boobs weren’t massive but they were a decent handful, if you know what I mean, so she could get away without one.

She did get a few looks from both men and women as she ran over to me. The air con in the airport was making her nipples VERY noticeable.

“Hey stranger.” she cried as she gave me a tight hug “Thanks for coming to get me. I really appreciate it.”

She then gave me a peck on the cheek and I grabbed her suitcase before heading back to the car.

“You look great.” she said with a smile “Have you been working out?”

“I’m trying.” I laughed “It’s hard sometimes to keep up with your sister. She’s been working out even more since she knew you were coming. She was always crazy jealous of your body.”

“No way.” she replied “My sister’s fucking hot.”

“Don’t I know it.” I replied

“You’re pretty noticeable yourself though.” I said nodding down towards her nipples.

“Oh these.” she laughed, flicking each one with her fingers. “I just like to keep you on your toes. It makes for an interesting journey too. The amount of guys I catch eyeing me up.”

“Well there’s no surprise there.” I laughed “I’ve eyed you up many a time myself.”

“Oh really.” she said as she turned round before bending over slightly in front of me.

“Little ole me?” she said, wiggling her ass.

“Don’t be doing that, you’ll be giving me a hard on.” I laughed, trying not to notice the thong that was just visible through her leggings.

Kate and I always had a pretty close relationship and have had many a conversation about boyfriends and sex and the sort of things she gets up to. In fact she probably tells me more than she tells Ruth.

Ruth is a few years older than I am so Kate is closer to my age. I’m not sure if that’s why we get on so well but it seems to work and Ruth doesn’t seem to mind. She’s just happy we get on at all…

We got to the car and I put her suitcase in the boot while Kate jumped into the passenger seat.

After finding our way out of the airport we got onto the Magosa Escort main road towards home.

“So,” she said “How’s things with you? Business going well? How’s Ruth?”

“All good thanks.” I replied “We’ve just been really busy lately with one thing or another.”

“What about you and kids? Does Matt have them when you’re away?”

“They’re doing well. I think they’re adjusting ok and Matt’s mum always makes a fuss of them so they will probably spend more time with her than they will with him.”

“So tell me about Derek.” I said “You seem pretty keen.”

“I was.” she said “I’m not so sure though”

“Oh?” I replied, glancing quickly over at her. “Everything not ok?”

“It’s fine. I’m just wound up pretty tight.” she replied looking over at me. “We haven’t really fucked yet so it’s been a while. My rabbit can only cope with so much.”

“Oh to be your rabbit.” I laughed “What’s taking you so long?”

Just as Kate was about to reply she asked if we could stop at the services which were just approaching. I pulled in and went and found a parking spot.

“I need a coffee,” she said “and a pee…”

“No problem. I’ll grab two coffee’s while you go to the toilets. Do you want anything to eat?” I asked

“Surprise me.” she laughed

We went our separate ways and I grabbed two coffees and a couple of chocolate pastries before heading back to the car.

Kate was there waiting on me as we got in and closed the doors.

I handed her the coffee and one of the pastries.

“And just how am I supposed to keep a body like this when you want to feed me chocolate pastries for breakfast?” she laughed.

“One’s not going to hurt.” I replied, smiling “Just be thankful you got anything at all.”

We sat for a while chatting and drinking our coffees. I finished first so asked Kate was it ok if we drove on while she finished hers.

“Of course.” she replied before putting on her seat belt.

I pulled out onto the main road and got back up to speed. I put cruise control on but just as I was about to get comfortable the car in front of me braked pretty hard.

“Fuck.” cried Kate

I looked over and she had dropped the remainder of her chocolate pastry. There were chocolate streaks all down her top and it was now resting in her lap.

“Shit,” she said “My top’s filthy.”

I hunted round in the car pockets and found her a tissue. She tried rubbing her top but that only seemed to make it worse.

“Can you pull over somewhere?” she asked “Where’s the next service station?”

“I can’t really.” I replied “There isn’t one for miles”

“Have you anything else that would help clean this up?” she asked.

“I’ve a bottle of water here, if that’s any help?”

“Ok, let me try it.” she replied “Now don’t be getting all horny on me but I need to take my top off to be able to scrub it.”

“What?” I stuttered “Now?”

“Yes now.” she replied “It’s a new top and I don’t want the stain to get worse. Just don’t look if you don’t want to.”

If I don’t want to? Does that mean she wants me to look?

My hot sister-in-law was about to be completely topless beside me. Of course I want to look but I don’t want her thinking I’m a pervert.

While I was struggling to comprehend what was happening Kate was pulling her top off over her head.

I risked a quick glance at her naked boobs as the top was covering her face.

They were as good as I had imagined in my fantasies. Really firm with hard pink nipples that were perfect for sucking on.

“Did you get a good enough look?” Kate asked with a smile.

I hadn’t realised she had finished taking her top off and I’d been caught red handed.

“Sorry.” I replied “I couldn’t help it. You’ve got great boobs.”

“Thanks” she replied with a smile.

She then bent over so she could pour a bit of water over the top without getting it all over the seat and herself. That’s just made her boobs look even better. Hanging down in front of her, nipples erect, just wanting to be played with…

“I can tell you’re still looking at me you know.” Kate said as she smiled and started scrubbing her top. The movement making her boobs jiggle as she did.

My cock was straining at my jeans and I had to shift in my seat a bit to try and stop Kate noticing.

“You ok there stud?” she asked smiling “Is my predicament turning you on?”

“Well it’s hard not getting turned on when you’re sitting next to me half naked” I responded.

“Ok,” she said, sitting back up “Let’s see if that has worked.”

She lifted up her top and it seemed to have gotten rid of the marks. The only problem was that it was now soaking wet.

She reached over and turned the heating on full speed and positioned her top over the vent to try and get it dry.

“Fuck.” she said, looking down, “I’ve got chocolate on my leggings as well. It looks like I’ve shit myself.”

She then proceeded to lean back in the chair and started pulling her leggings off.

I like to think of myself Kıbrıs Escort as a good driver but I was really finding it hard to concentrate right now.

“Eye’s on the road Pete,” Kate said with a smile “or you’ll end up getting us killed.”

I turned my attention back to the road as Kate tried to now clean the chocolate from her leggings.

What a morning, here I was sitting next to my sister-in-law who was now wearing nothing but a skimpy thong as we drove along at 70 miles an hour.

After cleaning the chocolate off her leggings, she then positioned them over one of the other vents to try and get them dry.

“Sorted?” I asked, trying not to look at her.

“Should be.” she replied turning round to face me, before explaining. “I don’t want some random driver seeing my boobs as we drive past.”

She lifted one leg up onto the seat so her foot was tucked under her thigh. Fortunately, or unfortunately for me that meant her legs were more or less spread wide with only the thin strip of her thong covering her pussy. This was going to be a long 45 minutes until we got back to our house.

“So you liked what you saw then.” Kate asked with a smile.

“I think you can tell that I do.” I replied, referring to my now unmissable hard on.

I could see from the corner of my eye that Kate kept glancing down at my crotch. That just had the effect of making me even harder.

“So I see.” she replied “Is that not really uncomfortable?”

“Not much I can do about it.” I said “and I can’t see it going down anytime soon with you looking like that beside me.”

“Just take it out.” Kate said “I’ve seen my fair share and I’m sitting here practically naked anyway. At least it wouldn’t be as uncomfortable. I’m not going to offer you a blowjob or anything so don’t be getting your hopes up.”

“Here, let me.” she said, as she reached over and started to undo my belt.

“What are you doing?” I asked, panicking ‘You’re going to make me crash.”

“Just keep your eyes on the road and don’t worry about me.” she replied.

She opened my belt, pulled down the zipper and reached her hand in to grab my cock.

“Nope, it’s too awkward.” she said, pulling her hand out “Lift your ass up a bit so I can pull your trousers and boxers down slightly.”

I did as I was told and suddenly I was sitting there with my trousers and boxers round my ankles, driving along at 70 miles an hour with my mostly naked sister-in-law sitting beside me.

“Doesn’t that feel better?” she asked.

“It does.” I replied “I’m not sure what Ruth would say though.”

“It’s fine” Kate replied “We’re not cheating. Although that is an impressive looking cock you have. Ruth’s a lucky girl.”

I could tell Kate couldn’t take her eyes off my cock. I was trying to concentrate on driving but I could see her out of the corner of my eye.

“Can I stroke it” she asked, hesitantly. “It’s been a while since I’ve held a nice thick cock.”

“I don’t know.” I replied “Isn’t that going a bit far?”

“Sorry.” she replied “I’m just really horny.”

“Would you touch me?” she asked a few minutes later. “Nobody has to know.”

God that was tempting. If she only knew how many times I’ve fantasised about touching her.

“I can see your cock twitching as you think about it.” Kate said as she woke me from my day dream.

She took my hand from the gear stick, held open the front of her thong and pushed my hand down towards her shaved pussy.

She used her hand to rub my fingers over her pussy lips, lifting her hips up to get better contact.

“Will you finger me?” she asked quietly “Just for a minute. It feels good your hand being there.”

I slipped a finger inside her wet pussy, flicking it inside her, trying to get to her g-spot.

She seemed to be enjoying that as she held my hand in place, pushing it further into her.

I lifted my hand up a bit so I could add another finger.

“Oh that feels so good.” she moaned “How many fingers are inside me?”

“Just two at the minute.” I replied

“Put another one in.” she asked

I added a third finger to her pussy as she pushed hard against them.

She then reached over and grabbed my cock with one hand.

I nearly crashed the car there and then…

“Keep your eye’s on the road.” she smiled at me as she held my hand in place on her pussy and slowly started to wank my cock with her other hand.

“I don’t know Kate.” I said “I love what you’re doing but I feel like I’m cheating on your sister.”

She gave my cock a couple of final strokes before letting go.

I removed my fingers from her pussy, not being able to resist sucking them to taste Kate’s juices.

“Well I’m even more horny now.” Kate said, as she pulled her thong to one side and slipped a couple of fingers into her pussy.

She lifted her other hand up and starting playing with one of her nipples.

I kept stealing glances at her as she masturbated beside me.

She had her eyes closed and her fingers were buried Lefkoşa Escort deep in her pussy. She lifted her legs up onto the dash to get better access as she inserted a third and then fourth finger.

I was really trying to concentrate on driving, but it was hard, just like my cock, which was pointing straight up as I drove.

I overtook a slow moving lorry and I could see the male driver looking down at us in shock.

He flashed the lights as we passed giving us a honk of his horn for good measure.

“Fuck, I’m cumming.” Kate cried out as she clamped her legs round her hand.

After a minute she opened her eyes, and her legs, and looked over at me.

“Well that feels much better.” she said smiling. “Sorry I can’t do anything about yours.”

“Thats ok.” I replied “Hopefully Ruth will sort me out when I get home.”

We drove like that in silence for the next half an hour, my cock still hard as nails. I think the only thing that was going to help was for me to cum and that wasn’t going to happen until I got home.

Kate kept sneaking glances over at my cock and I could swear I saw her licking her lips on more than one occasion.

I wasn’t innocent either. Every chance I got I tried to get a good look at her boobs and her legs. I’d doubt I’ll ever see them like this again.

When we were nearing home Kate took her clothes from the vent and claiming they were dry enough she started to pull them on. First her leggings, then her top.

“One last look?” she asked smiling, before she pulled her top all the way down.

I took another good look trying to etch the sight of her stunning boobs into my memory.

“Thanks.” I laughed “What am I supposed to do?”

“Here, let me.” she replied, before leaning over to grab my boxers and trousers from round my ankles.

As she did her head was practically level with my hard cock. She glanced up and me and then without warning swallowed my whole cock.

“Fuck.” I shouted “You’ll make me crash.”

“Sorry.” she replied after releasing my cock “I couldn’t resist one quick suck to see what it tasted like… Tastes good to me.”

“Well you nearly got a mouth full of cum.” I smiled

“Promises, promises.” she said as she pulled my clothes back up and zipped everything back in place. Struggling slightly with my cock.

We arrived at our house and after getting Kate’s suitcase from the boot I let us in.

Ruth was up and came running to the door to hug her sister.

“Oh, I’ve missed you sis. You look amazing. How was the flight? Everything ok on the drive up?”

“It was all great.” Kate replied “The flight was good, I slept a lot of the way and Pete kept me entertained one way or another on the drive from the airport.”

“One way or another?” Ruth asked.

“Just the usual chat about men and sex or the lack of.” she laughed.

“Are you hungry?” Ruth asked “I was going to make breakfast. Pete can take your bag up to your room. You’re in the one beside us as usual.”

I proceeded to bring Kate’s bag up to the guest room, tempted when I was upstairs to have a quick wank to relieve the pressure in my balls. I decided against it though for fear of getting caught out by one of the girls.

I went back downstairs after making sure I was presentable and we had a lovely breakfast catching up on who was doing what (or who). We made plans for the day which included spending time visiting family and then having a barbeque at our house later for friends.

After spending the afternoon visiting family, we all went back to ours to get ready for the barbecue. We had invited a few of our friends and other friends of Kates who she hadn’t seen in a while. There were about 30 people coming.

It was a lovey sunny day so I went upstairs to get changed into baggy shorts and a t-shirt. I had the door closed as I stripped off before jumping into the shower in our ensuite.

A few minutes later I heard the bedroom door open and presumed it was Ruth coming in to get changed.

It wasn’t…

“Sorry, don’t mind me.” said Kate, giving me the once over “I need to pee and I think Ruth’s in the other bathroom.”

She proceeded to pull her leggings down before sitting down to pee.

What the fuck was going on?

I didn’t know what to do or say so I turned the shower off and proceeded to start drying myself off, trying and failing to hide my growing erection.

Kate was just sitting there taking it all in.

“Are you sure you’ve seen enough?” I asked.

“Not really.” came the reply as she stood up, pulling up her leggings “but it’s enough for now.”

I opened the shower door as she was leaving so I could dry myself properly. I thought Kate had already left but she stuck her head round the door to get another look at my cock.

“Yum, yum” she smiled as she licked her lips before reaching over and giving it a couple of quick strokes.

“What are you doing?” I whispered “Ruth will catch you.”

“It’s fine, she’s downstairs prepping for the barbecue.”

“I thought you said she was in the other bathroom?” I asked

“I lied.” she said shrugging her shoulders “I just wanted another look at your cock.”

Kate then left to go and get changed herself.

I finished drying myself off and got changed into my shorts and t-shirt before heading back downstairs.

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The Mom-Daughter Lovers Club Ch. 05

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Over the last month things had changed considerably in the Tyler House. The working week was still the same: Marcia dressed in an well-cut and conservative business suit for work, before changing into an equally expensive skirt and blouse when she returned, at work setting high standards for her subordinates and at home encouraging her daughter to keep up her grades, avoid the distractions which could imperil a teenage girl and to be the best she could be. However, as soon as she entered the door on Friday evening all that changed and she gave herself body and soul to her lover, her daughter — Shawna.

Marcia shivered with anticipation as she shut her car door and walked towards the front door. Over the last few weeks she and Shawna had spent the weekend fucking in virtually all conceivable position and in every room of the house. She had as much sex over the month as she’d had over the previous eighteen years — and all of it much better than the crappy bangings she’d got from the selfish prick of an ex-husband or the few failed relationships which had followed after he left. She had high hopes that this weekend would be as enjoyable as the previous.

“I’m home,” she called out as she entered, shutting the door behind her.

Seconds later her daughter appeared from the main room. She was wearing pumps indoors, which during the week was a definite no-no as slippers were the correct indoor footwear, as well as pair of tiny denim shorts and a cropped top (without a bra from the way her tits jiggled underneath, Marcia guessed), which would both been equally banned as too unladylike for the teen. However on the weekend Shawna was the one in charge and she wore what she wanted and during that time her Mom had no problem with it. The teen crossed the floor without a word, before stopping in front of her Mom and reaching round to grasp her tightly, jamming her mouth down on the Milf’s. Marcia opened her own lips, allowing her daughter’s tongue to slip in and slide round, the teen’s hand gripping her Mom’s ass at the same time and squeezing it tight, as if she owned her — which she did until eight on Monday morning.

Melting into the kiss, Marcia happily let her daughter take possession. She still secretly worried that her daughter would suddenly think it was all a mistake and that one Friday Marcia would come home to Shawna dressed in a comfortable cardigan and smart slacks. However, today was not that day, her daughter’s mouth was moving over hers, the teen’s breast pushing through the top and rubbing at her Mom. The older woman kissed back, her own hands on her daughter’s lower back, massaging the smooth skin and sliding her fingers beneath the denim to rub at her buttocks.

After a few moments Shawna broke the kiss. “We’re going over to Ellie’s for dinner, so get changed.”

Marcia gave a sexy pout, “I was hoping we could have some you and me time, I’ve not eaten that tasty pussy of yours since I woke you on Monday.”

Her daughter just grinned and spanked her behind, “Upstairs. I said we’d be over by just after six.”

Marcia giggled and went to the stairs, making sure she swung her hips sexily as she climbed the stairs, knowing her daughter was close and concentrating her gaze on her Mom’s behind. She went to her room and slipped off her jacket, before pausing as Shawna took a seat on the bedroom chair, licking her lips as she waited for her Mom to continue stripping. The Milf swayed to an invisible beat as she slowly began to undo her blouse, turning towards her daughter as the bra was exposed and then swinging teasingly away as she undid the rest. Still with her back to Shawna she slid the top off. Her waist gyrated as she reached down for the skirt hem, her thumbs hooking under the elastic to slide down the grey business like garment in the sexiest way possible. In the mirror she could see Shawna grinning in appreciation, her eyes devouring her Mom’s body. The sensible shoes were next, it was harder to take them off sexily without falling over, but she kicked them off at least semi-successfully and then removed her pantyhose leaving her in just bra and panties. Normally she’d remove them and replace them with something sexier, but if they were going over to Ellie’s she suspected that thong and see through bras weren’t the style.

“What do you want me to wear, I’ve some nice casual slacks and a pullover, I can wear them and change into something sexier when we get home,” she turned her head towards her daughter.

“I don’t think that’s suitable underwear for visiting Ellie and her Mom,” Shawna said in reply, “Take them off.”

“Sorry, of course,” Marcia blushed at needing to be told that her bra and panties were too staid for a Friday, it was embarrassing to not anticipate Shawna’s asks. At the same time she felt a thrill to think that she’d be having an adult conversation with Mrs Carter, whilst clad in the naughtiest underwear,

Bending over she slipped her panties slowly down, making sure she gently Girne Escort twerked her butt for her daughter’s delight. Straightening up she turned her head over her shoulder again, “Do you want to unhook me?”

“I can do,” Shawna replied. The teen walked over to her Mom and unclipped the bra, pulling it away with one hand, whilst the other slid over her Mom’s naked stomach and gently massaged it with her palm.

“You sure you want to go, we can cancel,” her Mom said, as her daughter’s hand went lower and the bra fluttered to the floor at her feet. Shawna didn’t answer for a moment, her mouth on Marcia’s neck, gently kissing and licking the side of her throat. The older woman groaned in excitement as Shawna’s spare hand went to her tit and began to squeeze it sexily.

Then as abruptly as she started the teen stopped, “No, I’ve been looking forward to this dinner all day.”

Marcia was disappointed, but she told herself the meal couldn’t last forever and when they got back she’d get down on her knees and show Shawna’s pussy the love it deserved. No matter what they were going to be served for dinner she knew it would be the tastiest thing she ate all night.

Her daughter was over by the wardrobe flicking through the dresses. Eventually she pulled one out and held it up. “It’s a little daring,” Marcia said. The dress was one her daughter had made her buy a couple of weekends ago, and whilst she had worn it once for a Sunday night dinner with the two of them it was way too short and too revealing of cleavage to be one she wore to go out. She explained to her daughter “I’d look like a slut in it.”

“A hot, sexy slut,” Shawna corrected and lay it on the bed. “I don’t think it needs a bra and if you’re not wearing a bra why bother with panties?”

Marcia shivered, at least partially she had to admit, with excitement, “What will Mrs Carter think?” She had met Ellie’s Mom a few times over the years, enough to call her Amber when they were together, but she didn’t think teen girls should address their friend’s Moms by their first name, so she always called her Mrs Carter when speaking about her to Shawna.

Her daughter grinned, “She’ll probably think you’re a sexy, hot slut as well, especially when you put on lots of make-up, deep red for your lips makes you look the sluttiest.” She held out the lip gloss she meant as a naked Marcia sat down at the table and began to apply it. At work she preferred to not wear any, as she felt it detracted from her professionalism and even when she was entertaining (which she had seldom done as a single Mom) she had favoured muted tones. However Shawna always liked her to wear something gaudy and bright, Marcia was never sure whether it made her look more like a cheap prostitute or an expensive supermodel, but she wore it without complaint, Shawna seeming to bask in the looks guys gave her Mom as they went shopping.

She put on the dress and moved in front of the mirror. Her daughter was right, she might look like a slut, but she also looked sexy and hot, which was fine for being with her daughter, less so for Ellie and Amber. Still this was what Shawna wanted her to wear, so wear it she would. She turned round to see Shawna opening the drawer where Marcia kept her sex toys. The Milf gave a smile, it seemed her daughter might want a quickie after all — the dress having its immediate effect. The teen withdrew her hand from the drawer, clasped in it was a butt plug, the silvery handle glittering brightly. The teen grinned, “Bend over Mom, I think your dress needs one more accessory.”

“I can’t wear that whilst out,” Marcia protested, whilst bending over and lifting up her dress.

Her daughter’s only reply was to say, “Part your cheeks for me, so I can get it in.”

Marcia moved her hands to her buttocks, pulling them apart. She gave a sexual moan as the plug was pushed past her sphincter and into her anal passage. It always took a second or two for her ass to get used to it, but once it did it felt good. She straightened, blushing slightly and brushed down her dress to ensure it was crease free. Her daughter was grinning, “How’s that feel? Hot and slutty?”

“Yes, very,” Marcia said, “But it’s going to be really hard for me to conceal I’m wearing a plug, every time I sit down I’m going to have to stop myself moaning. They’ll notice I’m sure, they’ll suspect.”

Shawna just beamed wider, “Don’t worry,” she replied, “Ellie knows, so does her Mom.”

“My God. How? That’s terrible. What are we going to do?” Marcia felt an unfamiliar emotion in the pit of her stomach, one it took her a moment to recognise as panic.

Her daughter seemed unperturbed, “The school guidance counsellor told her, Dawn Norman. I confirmed it. Dawn and her Mom will be at Ellie’s as well.”

“What? Why? Is this some sort of intervention? Should we deny it. We can tell them nothing’s going on. Shawna I should change.”

Her daughter took her face in her Magosa Escort hand and stroked her cheek, “It’s not a problem, they’re okay with it. It turns out not only is Ellie fucking her Mom, but Dawn Norman is as well.”

“They are?” the last few moments had been such a helter skelter of emotions that Marcia’s brain was almost refusing to function. “They’re like us.”

“They are. It turns out they’ve been meeting for a few weeks, some like minded mother-daughter couples getting together. I thought we’d also enjoy it.”

Marcia breathed out a sigh of relief, hoping her heart would soon return to its normal sedate speed, “Yes, that sounds like a good idea.”

“So what do you think of Ellie?” her daughter asked mischievously.

“I mean she’s your friend, so I’ve always accepted her. She could perhaps do less phoning during the week and let you both concentrate more on your studies,” Marcia said and blushed as she realised she was coming close to nagging.

Her daughter didn’t seem to mind as she just gave a small laugh, “No, I mean do you find her attractive.”

“I suppose, a little, not like you, but pretty,” Marcia conceded.

“That’s good, because I told her she could fuck you tonight,” Shawna grinned, “I’m going to fuck her Mom as well and probably Dawn’s Mom.”

“You mean…?” Marcia’s mouth opened in shock.

“Yes, Friday night is lesbian Mom-daughter orgy night.”

*

Ellie had always thought her friend Shawna’s Mom was beautiful looking but cold, like an Ice Queen. Whenever she’d gone round on a weekday evening there would be a disapproving comment about whether she and Shawna should be using their evenings more profitably than gossiping and listening to music. Weekends were little better with suggestions that hanging around the Mall was not what young ladies who wanted to get on in life did. This was partnered with raised eyes brows and stern looks if either of the teens wore a skirt or dress which was above knee height or shoes which had a heel above an inch. However seeing her at the dinner table wearing a short dress which split half-way down her chest, exposing the sides of her tits for everyone’s view Ellie was rapidly revising the opinion and reckoning that far from being cold, she was burning hot — especially as her cheeks were glowing as Shawna described how she and her Mom had got together in intimate detail.

“You banged your Mom’s ass on the first date?” Julie asked marvelling, “We didn’t do it for… what three, four weeks?” She turned for her daughter for confirmation.

“About four,” Dawn confirmed.

She glanced at Ellie, but the teen remained silent. She hadn’t yet strap-on banged her Mom’s butt, despite several hints, though she was hoping it would be soon. She glanced at her Mom, Amber, who wasn’t giving anything away as she continued to smile and sip at her wine. Ellie grinned at her and moved the subject on to the next morning and how that had felt, before taking a quick swig of her own wine and glancing at the others around the table. The two teens and the twentysomething school counsellor were dressed casually, in short pants (or skirt in Dawn’s case) with tight cropped vests which showed their belly buttons and accentuated their bosoms. On the other hand Julie and Amber had also gone for sexy dresses, not dissimilar from Marcia’s, giving their cleavage a good showing and so short they barely reached their upper thighs. However, whilst they both seemed to enjoy bottoming, neither were quiet as submissive as Marcia seemed to be — the redhead’s squirming not just due to embarrassment, but having a plug up her ass as Shawna had mentioned to her and Dawn as they were relaxing in the main room as the other Moms helped Amber in the kitchen.

“Mom’s become a bit of an anal addict, haven’t you Mom?” Shawna grinned, casting a glance at her Mom who blushed a little but nodded.

“Yes, I’ve found I enjoy Shawna’s strap-onning my ass, a lot,” she confirmed, putting a delightful vision in Ellie’s head.

“She enjoys it so much she can’t leave the house without something there,” grinned Shawna and her Mom went redder, trying to avoid the interested stares of the other Mom’s who were unaware of the plug and had probably been putting Marcia’s squirms down to her shyness and embarrassment at her first lesbian Mom-daughter get-together.

After a few moments, Julie said, “You mean…?”

“Why don’t you show them Mom,” Shawna instructed.

For a moment it looked like Marcia would be too embarrassed to move, but her daughter gave a small cough and a directing look. The Milf stood, moving a few feet from the table and turning her back to them. She lifted her dress to just above her buttocks, showing the silvery base of the plug between the cheeks. She held up the dress for perhaps five seconds, long enough for everyone to get a good look, before dropping it down. She moved to sit down again, but Amber interrupted her, “I think Kıbrıs Escort we’ve finished eating, so shall we move to the main room and continue?”

“What about the dishes, do you want a hand?” Marcia asked.

“Don’t worry they’ll keep,” it was Dawn who answered, even though it wasn’t her house. She was already standing and moved over to Marcia, beating Ellie, who also had her eye on the redhead, and slipping her arm round the Milf’s waist. Marcia’s eyes widened, though she must have known she was over for an orgy it seemed it was still a surprise to her, to be touched by anyone other than her daughter. She didn’t say anything as Shawna was up and placing her arm round Amber’s waist. It left Ellie with Julie, and whilst the teen would have loved to have a go with Marcia who’d she’d never been with before, she also knew she’d have a fun time with Julie to start and there would be plenty of time in which to swap later. She took Julie’s hand and squeezed it, making the older woman giggle and give her a sexy smile.

As host Ellie led the others into the main room, where she’d helpfully left a selection of sex-toys earlier. Marcia gave a small gasp, whether at seeing the various dildos lying around or whether because Dawn had taken this opportunity to squeeze her ass was unclear. Ellie sat down on one of the comfy seats, Julie getting on her knee as Dawn and Shawna led the other Mom’s to the couch, Amber planting herself on Shawna’s lap without comment and after a brief pause Marcia doing the same with Dawn. Even as the redhead was lowering herself, her daughter had turned Amber’s head towards her and was starting to kiss the Mom, Amber replying with evident enthusiasm.

Watching her friend make out with her Mom was a major turn on for Ellie and she slid her hands under the front of Julie’s dress, the tits being easy to find, and began to squeeze them, making the older woman squirm and giggle on her knee. Opposite them, Marcia was sitting nervously on Dawn’s lap unsure whether she should be turning her head to kiss the young woman, pulling back her dress to allow effortless access to her bosoms or wait until Dawn made the first move. Luckily for her Dawn was happy with the latter, sliding one hand into the dress top to grip a tit, whilst the other went up the Milf’s thigh and under the dress. Marcia gave a groan, interrupted as Dawn moved her head and mouth against hers and began to kiss. Julie gave another titter, as she watched, “So sexy,” she purred to Ellie.

The teen and Mom continued to watch their lovers making out passionately with the Tyler’s, both Mom’s legs opening wider as their younger partners slid their hands up their legs and over their pussies. It was obvious that Shawna was fulfilling a long term fantasy about Amber, as she squeezed a tit and rubbed beneath the skirt, her mouth moving firmly over the older woman’s. Equally gratifying was that after a stuttering start Marcia was quickly getting into the spirit of things, squirming and rubbing against Dawn’s body, allowing the counsellor to pull at her dress, drawing it away from her smallish tits. The younger woman’s hands went up to the naked bosom, gripping them hard and squashing them together as her lips continued to press hard at the Milf’s. It was all making Ellie excited herself; she pulled at the dress cleavage, allowing Julie’s breasts to break free. They were much larger than Marcia’s, plump and juicy, but still very graspable and the teen made the most of that fact, grasping them hard and squeezing them as she began to suckle and slurp at the older woman’s neck.

“Mmnnn, ooohhh, yes,” Julie groaned, her impassioned moans competing with the slurps and sighs from the others. “Mmmmnnn.” Her hand was under her own dress and Ellie could feel her vibrate and shudder on her knee as she played with herself, sliding her finger into a pussy which was leaking juice onto the teen’s thighs. The teen squeezed at the tits harder, gripping them tightly, as she lifted her eyes to continue to watch the tableau in front of her.

Either her Mom or Shawna had undone her Mom’s dress, which was now flopping round the midriff. Amber had also changed position so she was sitting astride Shawna’s legs, leaning forward. As Ellie watched they ceased kissing for a moment, to allow Shawna to take off her top, her dark breasts with the even darker nipples bouncing as the constraints which had held them were removed. Amber leant forward again, kissing hard at Shawna as the teen’s hands reached round and under her dress to grip at the older woman’s ass cheeks. The two of them continued to kiss loudly and passionately.

Beside them Dawn was encouraging the dress down from Marcia. The Milf hardly resisted, standing up to let her new lover pull it down first to her waist and then below, leaving her wearing only her high-heels [with a butt plug accessory]. Dawn grinned and stood up to remove her own top and bottoms. She wasn’t wearing any underwear either, though she went one steps further by then kicking off her pumps. “Sit down,” she instructed the older woman. As Marcia did, Dawn sat astride her legs, rubbing her pussy up and down her thighs and groaning slightly, before lowering her head to suckle at a titty, slurping the smaller hillock into her mouth.

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