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After about 30 minutes and three more beers, Kristen and Jenny came back down the stairs. They were both smiling and holding hands as they walked out onto the porch. Rob and I both looked up at them. They were still naked. “Did we have fun ladies?” I asked them.
They smiled at me, picked up their clothes and started to put them back on. As Jenny bent over to pick up her bikini, she faced away from me, crossed her ankles and bent completely over at the waist, just as she did in her dorm the night before. I reached out and gently grabbed her ass. He poked her head around her legs to look at me and shook her head. She stood up, put her head through the straps and sat on the edge of the chair. “Can you tie this up for me Brian?” she asked.
“Yeah, sure.” I put my beer down and tied her top for her. I reached around and ‘made sure it was adjusted properly’ for her. Jenny reached up and grabbed my hands on her tits, squeezed them, and then removed my hands from her chest. She stood up, walked inside and brought out more beers. She handed one to Rob, one to me, set one by my chair, “That’s for me,” and walked over to Kristen and placed her beer in the cleavage of her tits.
“Shit that’s cold!” Kristen yelled, pulling the can away from her tits quickly.
“I know, I just wanted to see the look on your face if I did that,” Jenny responded. She walked back over to my chair. “Move over buddy,” she told me. I moved so there was enough room for her to sit down. We sat there talking about what we were going to do the rest of the day. It was almost lunch time so I suggested I could fire up the BBQ and grill some burgers. I stood up, went in and got a couple of matches, and lit the grill. I got lunch ready; we ate and got ready to go fishing. I went into the closet, grabbed the fishing stuff and we were on our way to the lake. It was only about a five minute walk.
When we got to the lake I set the fishing rods down next to the tackle box. Jenny bent down and picked up the fly rod. “Oooh, I like this one.”
“I’ll bet you do. Why is it that you always pick out the longest one?” Kristen asked her.
“Oh shut up.” She laughed at Kristen. “Actually, I don’t really wanna fish, I just wanted to go to the lake and walk around a little. Fishing is boring.”
“Yeah, but it’s relaxing. That’s what we came here to do is relax, right?” I said.
“Sure. The sole reason we came up here was to relax. I’m calling shenanigans on that one.”
“Jenny, can you come here?” I asked her as I walked away from Rob and Kristen.
She followed me, “What’s up?”
“Are you OK? I mean, after earlier you seem kinda different. What’s wrong?”
“I’m fine I guess. I mean, that was hot earlier, but it was kinda weird. I was looking at you fucking Kristen and it looked like you were enjoying her more than I was enjoying Rob. I liked it but it seemed that you liked it more than me.”
“Baby, to be honest, yeah, it was good, but I was thinking that I was doing you the whole time we were doing it. I looked over at you and you seemed to be enjoying it so I didn’t know you weren’t. I’m sorry you didn’t like it.”
“Don’t be sorry. It was me and Kristen’s idea. You have nothing to be sorry about. I’m the one who is sorry. Looking back, now, it was a bad idea. It seemed good when we talked about it, but I regret it now.”
I hugged her, “So that’s why you’ve been acting differently? Why couldn’t you just tell me?”
“I didn’t want to make you mad, I’m sorry.” She out her arms around me and buried her face in my shoulder. “You know when Kristen and I went upstairs? We didn’t do anything, seriously. We just talked about how weird that was. We tried to lead you guys on that we were going to go play around, but we just sat there and talked. I think we need to go tell Rob, he’s the only one that doesn’t know Kristen and I feel this way.”
“OK, come here.” I grabbed her hand and walked back over to Rob and Kristen. “Yo Rob, question for ya. Are you OK with what we did earlier? The whole switching thing? Jenny and I were just talking about it, and we feel that it was weird.”
“I don’t know. It was fun, I guess, but I couldn’t help but feel guilty that I was doing Jenny in front of you. I also got jealous of you and Kristen because it looked like you two were enjoying it so much.”
“Rob, I didn’t know that,” Kristen spoke up. “When I saw you, it looked like you liked it. And Brian, I thought you liked it as well. Honestly, I feel kinda weird about it too. Jenny and I talked about that upstairs. We decided that it was a bad idea and that we weren’t going to do that again.”
By the look on his face, Rob was confused. I looked at Kristen, saying “Yeah, Jenny told me you two talked about it. To be honest with you Kristen, I was imagining that I was fucking Jenny when we were doing it. Sorry.”
“No need to apologize Brian. Like Jenny told you, it was our idea and it sounded good at the time, but we both started to regret it as it actually happened. I just think it was a mistake and we move on. I don’t have a problem fucking in front of you guys, obviously (referring to the night at the lake), and I don’t mind you doing it in front of me either. I think it’s hot. But I don’t think we should do the switcheroo thing again.” Kristen grabbed Rob’s hand and pulled him close to her. “I don’t really want to share my boyfriend with anyone else, even my best friend.”
“Wow, this boyfriend thing is spreading like wildfire up here. I’m not complaining, but what made you two decide that?” He asked looking at Kristen and Jenny.
“I don’t know. Just the feelings we got yesterday before class. We talked after class and we both felt a sort of connection to you guys, I think.” Kristen said, as she reached up and hugged Rob.
“OK, I like that,” Rob said as he smiled. “I wasn’t sure about the trading thing anyway. I am more than happy just having you Kristen. You are more than enough for me.” He looked at her and they kissed.
“Awwww,” Jenny sighed and squeezed my hand tighter. She looked up at me and closed her eyes. I bent my head down and kissed her. She broke the kiss and said, “I thought we were going to fish?”
“Yeah, I’m not really feeing the fishing thing right now. Besides, the fish don’t usually bite in the afternoon. Really, all I wasn’t to do right now is go back to the cabin and relax on the porch.”
Rob said, “Good enough for me.” He bent down and picked up the fishing rods and started to walk back up the hill to the cabin. He looked over his shoulder, “Are you guys coming or not?”
I grabbed the tackle box and started to walk hand-in-hand with Jenny behind Kristen. “She does have acute ass though. You gotta admit that.” I whispered to Jenny.
She punched my shoulder, saying “Mine’s better and you know it.”
“That’s true.” I let go of her hand and put it in the back pocket of her shorts and squeezed he ass as we walked up the hill. Jenny looked at me and just smiled.
When we got back to the porch, the girls sat down on the lounge chairs as Rob and I went inside to put the fishing stuff away. “Hey Bri, can you get me a beer?” Jenny yelled.
“Yeah, me too, but have Rob bring mine so it not awkward,” Kristen said laughing, trying to lighten up the mood.
We walked back out each holding two beers and a lounge chair. I set my chair up right next to Jenny’s and sat down, opened my beer, took a drink and sighed. I looked over at Jenny, smiled, rolled my head back and closed my eyes. Jenny, leaned over to my ear and whispered, “Hey, do you wanna go lay down and rest. I’m tired and I could use a nap.”
“Yeah, that sounds good.” We stood up. “We’re going to go lay down guys,” I told Kristen and Rob as we walked inside. I followed Jenny upstairs. She kicked her shoes off, and lay on the bed. I kicked my shoes off and started to crawl on the bed with her.
“Wait, it’s kinda hot up here, can you open the windows please?” she asked me.
“Yeah, no problem.” I stood back up, walked to the windows, opened them and turned to walk back to the bed. Jenny had taken her bikini top off in the time it took me to walk to the window and back.
I looked at her as she said, “I told you I can’t sleep in clothes when it’s hot out.” She smiled, unbuttoned her shorts and just laid there. She looked up at me as I got to the edge of the bed, then back at her shorts and back at me. “Can you help me?” she asked.
“How could I resist?” I looked at her. Her tan body, lying there, was asking me to get her naked. I grabbed the waistband of her shorts, and slid them down her legs and off. Then I unbuckled my belt and slid my shorts off too. I climbed onto the bed, and tried to crawl over Jenny to get to the other side and lay down. As I straddled her, she grabbed my hips and said, “I’m not really tired. I just wanted some time to be alone with you.” She brought her head up and kissed me. I opened my mouth to meet hers and lowered myself on top of her. She started to run her fingers up and down my back, giving me the chills. I grabbed her hip and rolled over so she was on top of me. I felt my cock against her damp pussy. Once they touched I could feel the blood rush into it. She kissed me passionately. She lowered her pelvis against my semi-erect penis and started to slowly grind against it. I ran my hands through her hair, holding it out of my face, exposing her neck. I moved me head over and kissed the base of her neck. Jenny started to softly moan as I did this and she rubbed her clit on my dick a little harder. “Maybe this time the slow thing won’t get interrupted by a damn phone call.”
“I know it won’t, no service up here,” I replied as I returned my mouth to hers. I could feel that my cock was almost full hard now. It was standing up and Jenny was rubbing her wet pussy lips along the full length of it. I felt her juices on the top of my shaft. I started to dig my fingers into her back. Then I heard Kristen start to giggle down stairs.
“Hmmpff.” Jenny said, acknowledging them, but then turning her attention back to me. She slid down a little and started to kiss my chest, also making my hard-on push against her wet slit more. I moved one hand down and grabbed her ass and started to massage it. Jenny got up on her knees, grabbed my cock and brought it up in front of her pussy. I reached up and grabbed her perfect, tanned tits and rubbed them. She started grinding on my cock, putting her hands on her head, pulling her hair up.
“That is so hot. You could stay like that all day,” I told her. Her pussy was plenty we by now, I could feel her juices on the under-side of my cock. She slid up to the tip of my dick, lowered he body and slid my cock into her wet pussy. “Oh yeah, baby. That feels great!” I told her as she sat back up and started to grind on my cock. I reached around to pull her back down on top of me. Her chest against mine felt so nice. I lightly dug my fingers into her back, scratching her. She opened her mouth and rolled her tongue around mine. She was slowly and passionately grinding back and forth on my hard cock. Each time she brought her hips forward, I could feel her cervix press against the tip of my dick and her clit would rub against me. Jenny put her hands on my chest, broke our kiss and sat up. She brought her right leg up and over my chest, spinning but not letting my cock come out of her. She rolled to her right hip, pulling me over with her and she lay down on her side. I kept my cock in her as we fucked in the spooning position. I reached around with left hand, found her clit and started to rub it as I slowly pumped my cock in and out of her.
Jenny reached down, grabbed my hand and brought it up to her chest, placing it on her breast. She squeezed my hand around her tit and let out a few more soft moans. “Keep it here,” she told me. We spoon fucked for a few more minutes. Jenny picked her head up off the bed and pushed herself so we rolled over and I was lying on my back. Jenny sat up and started to grind on me again. I grabbed her hips and moved my hands with her back and forth motion. Jenny arched her back and let her head fall back. She started to moan from the pleasure. She leaned forward, away from me, put her hands on my legs and started to move up and down on my shaft. I watched as I could see my dick get shiny from her pussy juices. She pumped up and down on me a few more times and pushed herself off of me. “Stand up, over here,” she said, pointing to the edge of the bed. I rolled over and stood up facing the bed as Jenny lay on her back across the bed on the edge. She spread her legs out, grabbed my hands and pulled me closer to her. She grasped my dick and guided me to the entrance of her wet slit. I pushed into her again. I reached to either side of me, grabbed her ankles and brought them up to my shoulders. I was gliding my dick in and out of her ever so smoothly. Her pussy was so wet I could see the glisten of her juices around her lips. She bent her knees and pulled them to her chest, putting her feet on either side of her. This motion pulled me down so I was bent over her. It also gave me the perfect angle to push my hard-on in all the way, farther than I have before. I slowly pushed into her, when I thought I was all the way in, Jenny brought her feet around to my ass and pulled me even farther into her. She started to moan more now as I pumped in and out of her. You could feel the passion between us.
I felt the blood and juices rushing into my balls. Jenny felt me twitch my cock inside of her because she smiled and clamped her pussy down on my cock. She kept that pressure on me until we finished. With her pussy gripping my cock, I bent down and kissed her softly. She started to get louder with her moans. “Oh yeah baby. Right there, stay there, it feels so good. I love feeling you all the way into me,” she moaned between breaths. She started breathing heavier, as did I.
The pressure kept building in my balls. “I can’t hold in any longer Jen, I’m gonna cum. I’m gonna…” I pushed hard deep into her. We both felt the explosion of my cum shoot deep in her pussy.
I pushed more, trying to get deeper into her. “It feels so good. Oh my God Brian! Oh my!” She yelled as she dug her fingertips into my back. I felt them break the skin, but I didn’t care. “I don’t think it goes any deeper babe,” she said smiling. She looked up at me, and started to raise her head to kiss me. I knew she couldn’t, so I lowered my head to hers. In doing so, I pushed her legs against her chest, spreading them more. I felt my cock go even deeper into her. “Wow, I guess it does go deeper. Oh my God Brian. That was amazing.” Jenny rolled over, pulling my cock out of her dripping slit and giving me room to lie next to her on the bed. I climbed back on the bed, snuggled in behind her in the spoon position. My cock was still fairly firm as I pressed it in between her ass checks, pointing it down toward the bottom near her pussy. I wrapped my arms around her, kissed her shoulder, and fell asleep.

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Her Name’s Kimberly : the Next Day (Part II)

As requested, I’m going to continue where I left off. I’m going to tell what happened the rest of that night and the next day. Names will be changed and location will remain confidential. I may have failed to mention that this is one of the rare cases in which a high school relationship actually survives past into college. She moved in with me and now we live together in an apartment.

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The Vicar’s Wife Returns

I couldn’t have been two minutes out of the drive and less than a mile down the road towards the train station – when Ali caught sight of Marjorie coming up the drive. She was looking out of the kitchen window and noticed that Marjorie had bounce in her step – not the trudging walk of an ageing doyen. No walking stick either, although still the beetle crusher shoes, pop socks, tweed twin set and that awful black hat sat on top of her head with her massive hair all coiled underneath. Beginning of summer and she had the silly gloves on.
Ali opened the front door. “Nice to see you Marge. Come on in.” Ali walked back in the kitchen leaving Marjorie to close the door. They had a different relationship now – no longer the power plays and condescending attitude. Marjorie dutifully closed the door and stepped into the kitchen. “Tea or coffee Marge – I have both – freshly made – and freshly baked Madeleines.
“Oh that sounds lovely Allison.”
“Why don’t you call me Ali – all my friends do?” As she turned her linen shorty robe fell open exposing her breasts – never did find that sash belt – I had hidden it in my sock drawer. I had only a few minutes before been playing with her breast – sucking on her nipples. They were still hard and dark red – swollen to bursting and still moist. Marjorie’s eyes were fixed on her breasts – boring holes like a laser in her nipples.
“Okay … Ali.”
“What can I do for you Marge?”
“I came by this morning to talk about yesterday.”
“Yeah … I wanted to say before you left yesterday – you are a great fuck Marge.” Ali could see the word had stuck in Marjorie’s craw – yet less than 24 hours ago she was screaming ‘fuck me’ – at the top of her lungs. It wasn’t in her nature to swear and she didn’t tolerate it from others – especially other women. Ali came around the kitchen island with the cups and saucers – her robe flowing open even more exposing her pussy in plain sight for Marjorie. Ali placed the china down on the counter and without notice she placed her hands on the sides of Marjorie’s face and gave her a full kiss. It took a little pressure – but she got her tongue into Marjorie’s mouth and was exploring her throat. Ali unbuttoned Marjorie’s jacket and cupped her breasts – then reached down and took Marjorie’s hand and placed it on her breast. Marjorie instinctively kneaded Ali breast and played with her nipples.
Ali pulled her tongue back and Marjorie put her tongue in Ali’ s mouth – while bringing her other hand up to cup Ali’s other breast. Ali pulled back. “Your tongue is sweet Marge. But I see you have the same bra on and the same problem. Are you busy today?” Marjorie stammered to get the words out.
“No … no … actually I have cancelled todays’ committee meetings. I have the day free.”
“Good – I’ll make a couple of phone calls – pour yourself a drink – the Madeleines are on the stove top.” Ali reached for the wall phone and made two calls. “Excellent they can see us this morning.”
“Who can see us this morning?”
“I go to a beauty salon on the way to Guildford and they have a private area. And there is a lingerie shop in the same parade. This man is a genius and he’ll solve your bra problem – he has a private fitting area for his exclusive clients. Let’s face it Marge you are a local dignitary and need to be afforded the most discrete service.” She played to Marjorie’s vanity and it was working. “Vicar Adam won’t miss you for a few hours will he?”
“No – we sometimes don’t see each other for the entire day.”
“Good – finish your tea and I’ll get dressed – be right back.” She went into her dressing room and put on a wraparound Diane Von Furstenberg print summer dress. A pair of hold up sheer stockings but no panties or bra. That was the beauty of a Furstenberg wrap – it gave you the needed support for the breasts. The print pattern camouflaged her not wearing a slip or underwear. A little make up, lipstick, a pair of low heels and her hair up in a scrunchie clip and she was ready to go. She had a shower when she first got up that morning. When Ali returned to the kitchen Marjorie was just finishing her tea.
“Where is this salon Ali?”
“It’s a surprise and my treat – don’t worry – you’ll love it.” Ali led the way into the hall and through to the garage. “Hop in Marge.” I had given Ali a vintage BMW coupe a few years ago in an attempt to try and pull her out of her depression. She now loves to drive the county roads and it has given her the freedom to travel wider than her old push bike – especially in this hilly part of Hampshire. Although the bike did develop a fantastic pair of legs – I’ve got to admit. The bike was donated to the Oxfam Shop and she now uses her exercise equipment. Absolutely a better cardio workout than the bike ever was – yet still keeps her pins trim.
They drove towards the Surrey border and stopped in a small village. Ali parked up by the green and walked to the parade of shops. She opened the door to the beauty salon and ushered Marjorie inside. The receptionist stood up. “Hello Ali.” They embraced and kissed on the lips. I have the private suite all ready and Bethany is your therapist this morning.
“Thanks Kim – let’s go Marge.” Ali led Marjorie down the length of the salon between all the stations. Young women working on young women – cutting, colouring, highlighting and styling hair. Polishing nails giving facials. Not the kind of salon that Marjorie frequented. ‘Tony’s Hairdressers’ back in the village mostly did blue rinses, set and blow dry on a clientele that was predominately pension age. This was foreign territory – the smells – the products and mostly the noise of women chatting and the background rock beat. They passed through the double curtain into a very feminine space with soft lighting and mood music another alien space for Marjorie. “Can we have the security door Bethany?”
“Sure Ali.” Bethany slid the partition closed and it snapped with a click. She offered Marjorie a duck egg grey smock. “You can change behind the curtain in the alcove.”
“What get undressed?”
“Oh course ma’am.”
“This is Marge Bethany – a good friend of mine – none of this ma’am business – okay? Come on Marge let’s get you undressed.” They walked into the alcove.
“I’m not comfortable with all this Ali.”
“Of course you’re not – but you’ll love it – trust me.” Ali went behind her and helped her off with her tweed jacket. Marjorie unbuttoned her blouse and Ali undid her skirt and dropped it to the floor. Then she pulled down her slip. “Oh Marge you dirty girl – no panties.” Marjorie turned beet red and was obviously flustered. Ali helped her off with her blouse and then undid the clasp on her bra setting her large breasts free. Surprisingly they didn’t drop to her knees – but it was obvious they needed support. Ali put her hands under her arms and cupped her breasts.
“Ali don’t.” Ali grabbed the smock and put it over Marjorie’s shoulders and came around to tie the sash around her waist. She leaned down and took one of Marjorie’s nipples in her mouth and gave it a loud suck while pinching the other nipple. The result was two erect nipples. The sash was tied and they went back into the suite. Bethany gestured with her hand towards an outer space looking contraption.
“Have a seat Marge. Now what do we have in mind?” Ali stepped up.
“Short back and sides Bethany – but let’s keep the authentic sixties look okay – not too severe.” Bethany untied Marjorie’s sash as she was frozen in place. Bethany then opened the smock.
“Jesus Christ!” Marjorie looked down at her groin area.
“What?”
“I’ve never seen so much hair – how long since your last wax?”
“Wax – what are you talking about?” Ali put her hand on Marjorie’s shoulder and pointedly looked at Bethany.
“No wax today – just a trim and maybe a little shave to tidy up.” Bethany went over to the station and came back with a few hot towels and placed them on Marjorie’s thighs. Bethany lowered the chair back and got her equipment. An hour later Marjorie’s legs had been shaved all the way up to her groin. Her pubic hair had been neatly trimmed into a nice V shape with a rounded top and shaved sides to make it neat. Her legs had been moisturised and massaged. Marjorie was completely relaxed. It had not been traumatic at all. She went to get up and discovered her underarms and upper lip had been shaved as well – she might have been asleep. Ali had gone out front and paid the cashier with her credit card and came back in and gave Bethany a twenty pound tip. “Thanks Bethany – that was very professional.” Ali went back in the suite. “Let’s get you dressed Marge we have an appointment next door.” They went into the alcove and Ali grabbed the industrial bra and threw it into the wastebin. “You won’t need that monstrosity ever again – not when we finish next door.”
“And what is next door pray tell?”
“Jerome is next door – a genius with lingerie – among his other talents.” Marjorie was very self-conscience walking along without a bra on – good thing it was only 50 feet to next door. Ali opened the door to the underwear shop and they stepped in. Jerome’s sister Germaine came up. She and Ali embraced and again kissed each other full on the lips.
“Welcome Ali – this way.” She turned and headed to the private lower level fitting room. Stepping through the door Marjorie was entering another totally alien space. Plush carpet with a wall of mirrors. They sat down on the seats that lined the walls opposite to the mirrors. The room was dominated by scarlet red.
“Relax Marge – we’ll have a cup of camomile tea.” Germaine left and a few minutes later returned with a gold coloured tray and two perfectly brewed camomile teas in vibrant coloured bone china cups. They had hardly finished the teas when Jerome swept in the room and closed the door behind him.
“Miss Ali – and this must be your friend Miss Marjorie.” His Jamaican accent was heavy – combined with his arm gesturing Marjorie could have thought he was a circus performer. In his mid-thigh length silk embroidered robe and Rastafarian hair he was a sight. It didn’t take long for Marjorie to notice the bulge in his robe concealing his massive cock. He held Marjorie’s hand and pulled her up and walked her over to the round raised platform in the centre of the room. “First we must remove this walking attire.” Without a protest from Marjorie Jerome had her naked in less than twenty seconds. He offered his hand and had her step onto the platform. As he stepped back he had a glaze come over his eyes. “What a magnificent figure woman.” As he cupped her breasts in his hands he sighed. “40 triple D cup.” He slid his hands down to her waist. “32 inch waist.” Then his hands fell to her hips. “38 inch hips.” Then he smacked her on the ass cheek. “And the ass that Bob Marley would be proud to kiss. You will need support Momma.” With that statement he was gone through the door. He returned a few minutes later with a corset like garment that encompassed a lovely bra. He held it up to her front and went around the back to fasten the Velcro clips. “No buttons, laces or hooks – easy to put on by yourself. Not a corset only for support of these lovely breasts.” He bent down and kissed each nipple taking them in turn into his mouth and sucking each one hard. Then he flipped up the bra cups and adjusted her breasts into each cup. He pointed at the mirror just a few feet away. “You see – your nipples are aroused – but they cannot be seen. Marjorie was pleased. The bustier was gorgeous in satin silk and lace with cream ribbons and bows. It was slightly boned and completely supported her breasts without straps. “Sit down lovely lady.” Marjorie sat on the edge of the platform. “I shall return.” And theatrically he breezed out of the room.
Ali came over and sat next to Marjorie. “Lovely huh?”
“Oh yes – he is a bit eccentric though.”
“Eccentric!” Ali laughed. “He’s Jamaican Marge.” Just then Jerome came back in and stepped over to where the women were sitting. He had a few panties in his hand that matched the fabric and colour of the bustier. He stroked his cock through the silk robe. Ali reached under his robe and lifted his cock with both hands. The robe fell away to reveal his manhood and Ali gently kissed his cock head and then put it in her mouth and began sucking. His cock grew harder and longer until she could not keep it in her mouth and she began licking the shaft up and down. She was moaning as she licked the length of his shaft when she felt Marjorie’s hand wrap around his cock.
“Oh My God – what a cock!” As she spoke Marjorie began to stroke his cock and Ali pulled her lips away. Marjorie placed her lips on the head and easily put his entire cock head in her mouth. Then to Ali’s amazement she took several inches down her throat and began sucking. She cupped his massive balls as she moaned and continued to suck more cock. Jerome kneeled on the platform shifting Marjorie’s back down on the platform. Ali slipped between Marjorie’s legs and spread her legs revealing the freshly trimmed and shaved pussy. She was already wet and her juices were flowing.
Ali put her mouth to the opening of Marjorie’s pussy to drink the elixir. She spread Marjorie’s pussy lips and began to lick her inner cavity. Then she came up and found her clit and began to suck. With that Marjorie arched her back and climaxed. Ali could taste the different juice cuming now from her aromatic pussy. As her legs began to quiver Jerome slid Ali over and he took her place between Marjorie’s prostate legs. He took her thighs and lifted them to completely expose Marjorie’s pussy and asshole. Bethany had done a very good job on Marjorie’s pubic hair. Still it was long and matted with fluid sticking to the skin. As Jerome placed his cock head against the opening of her pussy, Marjorie took in a short sharp gasp. “Oh yes fuck me you black bastard.” This didn’t offend Jerome it just made him thrust his cock in very hard. He pushed her legs back so her knees were at the sides of her head and he began to pump her wildly. Thrusting in and out Marjorie began to swear. “Yes fuck me you black animal – fuck me God Dam it – Oh motherfucker what a cock!”
Jerome was worked up and lasted more than 20 minutes pumping his cock into Marjorie. Ali lost count of the times she screamed in ecstasy one climax after another. The Vicar’s wife was more of an animal than Jerome – wrapping her stout legs pulling him in deeper. His balls were slapping against her ass hole and he trust in for the last time and began to cum. Marjorie screamed. “Yes – give me that black cum you bastard.” As he pulled his cock out of Marjorie’s pussy he was completely flaccid. He stood up.
“This white bitch has taken my seed and my soul.” He threw the panties to Ali. Pay Germaine for the top – the panties are free.” Ali went to the sink and made a wash cloth wet with hot water and went over to Marjorie and wiped her pussy clean. Jerome’s cum was still seeping out and Ali bent down to taste this black seed for herself. My God it was pungent with a strong acrid taste. She put the wash cloth on Marjorie’s pussy.
“Let’s get you dressed and I think you better keep that cloth down there you will be leaking for a while. We’ll go back to my place for a shower and a steam. You need to rest.”
“Rest – are you fucking crazy – I don’t need to rest – let’s go to your place I need you to fuck me. That’s what I need – not rest.” Marjorie’s bent up sexual frustration over the years had been released. Ali knew the feeling all too well.

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Two Beautiful Twins

June 13,
Megan was throwing a graduation party at her house. She always has these kinds of things because her dad really doesn’t give a damn. But who cares? Free boozes, free weed, and most importantly it meant I got just let loose from my stressful life.
I got to the party around 10:15, everybody had already adjusted to the party atmosphere. As I walked in, I did my usual greetings with the girls.
“You look tired, where’ve you been?
“Hey Megan, yeah I had soccer practice til 930. I could use a drink”
“here you go” she handed me a bottle of whiskey. I gagged at the thought of drinking it. All the beer was reserved for pong in the garage so I had to manage.
“do you have a chaser?” she pointed at the fridge. I grabbed the carton of oj and poured it in my glass. I then grabbed a shot glass from her cabinet and filled it with whiskey. Here goes nothing.
Drink > Chase > Cringe
Shot one down, shot two down, shot three down. As I was loading myself up for shot four, I saw my twin sister Kristen laying on the couch hugging a bottle of Smirnoff. I overheard the guys saying they were going to draw dicks all over her. 18 and they were still immature. I walked over and put her arm around my shoulder and walked her to Megan’s bedroom. Kristen and I had already planned on spending the night, however I wasn’t expecting my sister to be out this early though. I threw her on the bed.
“Did you bring pj’s Kristen?” she shook her head at me. She was drunk as fuck. I rolled my eyes, and said “alrighty”. Usually when we slept over we slept in our bras and panties. I have seen most of my girl friends naked so it wasn’t anything big. I pulled Kristen’s shirt up and over her head. She was on the verge of passing out.
“lift your legs slut” I said to her. She lifted her legs and I slid her jeans off. She was wearing a silky polka dot bra with matching black panties. It just crossed my mind that I had never seen her naked. Weird… I guess I had always assumed we look the same since we’re identical twins. I was known for being the twin with the ass and she was known for being the twin with the tits. Wow. I had not realized how much bigger hers were than mine. I wear a 32 B.
“Holy shit Kristen when did your tits get so big? What’s your bra size”
“36D” she groaned. “What did you do with my Smirnoff?”
“are you kidding me? You’re already wasted!”
I glanced down at her chest again. Her tits looked so soft. I grabbed my tits and closed my eyes. I was getting that oh so familiar damp feeling in my panties. I don’t know if I was just a little tipsy, or if I’m just craving this taboo and my true colors were showing.
“what are you doing?”
I opened my eyes, my hand was in my pants.
“I was just uhh….uhm…Kristen…”
“what?”
“have you ever wondered what it would be like to kiss me?”
“no that’s fucking weird” she looked disgusted.
“It would kind of be like kissing yourself, I mean we are twins.”
“Yeah but we’re also sisters.”
“Yeah that’s true.” There was a brief silence.
“You weren’t just imagining me right now were you?”
“No! well… not really”
“what’s that supposed to mean?”
“I don’t know your tits just looked so soft and it was making me wet. I then closed my eyes cause it felt a little weird” I tried to justify my curiosity. She gave me a differed look. There was a minute or two of silence. I figured I should just fuck it and go for it. Even if she pulled out she would be too drunk to remember.
I gazed deeply into her eyes with my hand on the side of her cheek. I leaned in and kissed her on the lips. An explosion of fruit made its way to my mouth from her luscious lips. She didn’t resist. I kissed her again, this time slowly, yet passionately forcing my tongue into her mouth. We messaged each other’s tongues and occasionally she would bite my top lip and give it a tug. I laid her back down on the bed and straddled her. I could feel my pussy juices leaking through my spandex. My whole body was getting warm so I took my shirt off. We continued kissing. I couldn’t help but grind my hips against her crotch. I began to rub my hands up and down her silky smooth stomach. The sensation was overwhelming. I unhooked my bra and released my tits, it felt as if a great weight had been lifted. I couldn’t believe what was happening.
“sit up” I whispered.
“Cassidy this is getting really weird”
“No its not…is this turning you on?”
“well yeah”
“look, we’re both really drunk, and nobody is gonna find out. Just relax.”
I then sat her up and unhooked her bra, exposing her beautiful 36D breasts. They sat there as perky as can be. They were so round and tan, it complimented her flat stomach. Her skin was an olive color from sun bathing, which contrasted her light pink areolas. I placed both hands on her breasts as I began to kiss her again. They were like clouds in my hands. I caressed her nipples with my fingers and she let out a moan. This was my cue.
I began kissing her neck and then down her body. I slowly approached her panties. I lightly kissed her right above them. I groped her soft cheeks with my hand and became ecstatic imagining what her sweet juices must taste like. I grabbed both sides of the thong and slid it off. Her pussy was freshly shaved, she must have been expecting to have sex tonight. I stared at it as I became hornier by the second. No wonder the guys were all over her, she didn’t even have tan lines. I stared at her soft velvety lips. I went down to kiss them. Inch by inch. Slowly. As my lips were approaching them. She sat up. She was covering herself pointing at the closet. Apparently someone had been spying on us the whole time. I slid open the closet door, and there was Brett, sitting in the closet with his dick in his hands.
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I knew this was too good to be true, my dick was throbbing.
“Sup Cassidy”.
“what the fuck are you doing” She looked worried. I figured I might use this to my advantage.
“I hid as soon as I heard you guys coming down the hallway. Perfect timing. I have a proposition for you. We continue what the two of you were doing, except I get to partake. We do that, and nobody has to find out about your sick lesbian incest fantasies.”
She tackled me. I laid on my back with her mediocre tits floating in my face. She leaned down to kiss me. Her upper lower lip lightly tapped my upper lip and I could feel her smile. Then out of nowhere she bitch slapped me leaving my face extremely numb.
“I got a proposition for you, BRETT! You tell anyone about what happened, first I’ll tell Julie that you were masturbating to us, I don’t think she’ll be too happy knowing that her boyfriend was enjoying my ‘sick lesbian fantasy’. Second, I’ll get my brother to kick your ass. Do we have a deal?”
I shook my head yes. Her brother was 6 ft 3 and 225 lbs. Surprisingly, she leaned down and began making out with me. I guess she was bisexual. Her hand was making its way down my pants. My dick was already through my zipper and was harder than ever. Cassidy got up and pulled her spandex off. They were soaked. She got on all fours and slowly sat on my face. The smell was incredible. I licked, and licked and licked. The taste was even better. Her juices tasted fantastic. It was so sweet yet so tart.
All of a sudden I felt Kristen’s mouth engulf my dick. I couldn’t imagine myself in a better position. It was moist, it was warm, and most importantly she was good. She had a perfect rhythm to deepthroating my dick. Every few minutes she would slide her mouth all the way up my shaft and flick the bottom with her tongue. I was face fucking twins, it couldn’t get much better than this.
Or could it?
Cassidy got off me and pulled Kristen away too. Kristen and Cassidy began intensely making out. They were sitting up chest to chest. Their breasts kissed each other, it was as if there was only one girl and a mirror. One of Cassidy’s legs were over, the other was under. Their pussies laid about an inch apart and they began humping, inching their way closer and closer. Whatching their pussies rub up against each other made my dick throb yet again. I walked over to Kristen. She instantly readjusted making her way down cassidy’s body. Cassidy laid leaning back on her elbows with her legs spread wide. Kristen began to go down on her with her ass sticking in the air. I got behind her and grabbed her hips. I put my dick at the edge of her pussy and began to force it in. FUCK SHE WAS TIGHT.
She let out a loud moan. I couldn’t tell if she was moaning in pleasure or in pain, but it made no difference to me. I knew she wasn’t a virgin. I fucked her and I fucked her and I fucked her. Our hips moved in opposing directions then clashed like waves. My balls were getting tighter and tighter. I pulled out. I had to fuck Cassidy before I came. I walked over to Cassidy and picked her up.
“What are you doing? You’re not fucking me, I’m a virgin.”
FUCK FUCK FUCK! I thought to myself. One minute it was as if I was in a porn flick, the next it was as if the world was ending.
“Let me put it in your ass then, no worries.”
She looked hesitant but didn’t say anything. I went on a scavager hunt around the room looking for lube. All I found was some hand lotion. It would have to do.
“Ok I’m ready” Cassidy said. She looked as if she was about to get a pat down from a cop. She had all her weight on her hands and had her ass sticking up in the air. Damn that thing was nice. I slapped it. It jiggled. I slapped it again but harder. Cassidy turned around and slapped me again in the face. I smiled. This was some kinky shit (no pun intended).
I pushed her head against the wall and slid my dick up and down her crack. I lubed the whole thing with hand lotion, and then had her rub some on my cock. I pressed it down on the vortex and slowly forced it in. She wasn’t making any sound but I can tell she was screaming on the inside.
This was a thousand times tighter than Kristen’s pussy. It was like I was compressing my penis to a tenth of its size. I began to hump and it was loosening up. She was starting to relax and looked back at me to kiss me. I turned her head back against the wall and applied pressure. Cassidy breathing got faster and faster. I looked down and there’s Kristen laying on the floor playing with herself. I looked back at Cassidy. They looked so much alike. I pulled out again. Cassidy began sucking my dick. That was really fucking nasty, yet so fucking hot at the same time.
Kristen made her way over and they performed a duo. They switched off with each other, one had my shaft the other was sucking on my balls. I couldn’t take it anymore. I unleashed my load on to their faces. I had never cum so much in my life. I gave bother of them a full facial. They were staring at each other. I did a double take as they were licking the cum off each other’s faces. This really was my night. All of a sudden the door swung open and there was Megan standing in the door way. She looked like she wanted to puke. I went and talked to her and convinced her that it was extremely important that she kept this a secret. She agreed and so far nobody found out. Even if they did, it would only make me a legend.

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” Horny Sisters Are Fun “

Horny Sisters are Fun
A semi-true story
* What did young naive Jenny get for her birthday? We’ll let her explain it….*
(OK, my fake name is Jenny. First of all….all you readers must promise ‘not‘….to repeat this story. It is private and secret…OK?)
__My fondest memory was something that happened when I was younger. My older brother Wil, had built a clubhouse in the back yard. I use to sneak in when he was gone and look around. It took some snooping but I found pictures of naked girls. They all had big tits and sexy bodies, mine had just begun to develop and I envied these girls.
Then I got a shock, there was another hidden picture…. of me.
Wil must have taken it when I was coming out of the shower all naked. The picture had spots on it, I figured from some water that got on it. I wondered why Wil had a picture of me? I wasn’t sexy yet and It puzzled me. Surely he wasn’t aroused by me…or was he? I decided to find out.
I started leaving the bathroom door open when I showered. I purposely felt my little tits and ran my finger thru my slit in case he was watching or taking pictures. I did the same to my bedroom door when I got naked. About two weeks went by doing this when I knew he was home and mom and dad were gone.
One afternoon I snuck in the club house and checked the other hidden pictures. Omg…there I was with many new pictures of me naked….and the pictures all had spots on them. I wondered then…I had seen porn pictures of guys wanking on girls pictures. Was Wil cuming on my pictures?…someone was…. as I looked closer and checked the spots. I think it was cum on the pictures.
I got a warm tingle thinking about it. Some guy thinking about me until he shot cum on my picture. My ego shot up as I felt ’special’ to some guy. My mind was going crazy to find out who it was. I planned an ’interruption’ to the club house. I discovered I could unlatch the inside lock by lifting up on the door.
I waited until Wil and his two buddies were all in there doing something and snuck around and listened at the wall. It was easy to hear them. They were looking at the pictures and commenting on them. Soon I think they were wanking by the sounds I heard. I heard something about ’Jen’s pictures’ being whispered about. I wondered if they were wanking on my pictures of me naked. I got a real sensation in my pussy with just the thought of them doing it. I wished I was in there watching them do it. I heard a few groans and some giggling as they bragged about how much cum they shot.
One guy, Phil I think it was, said he sure would like to fuck me and that he liked my small tits. The other guy, Ben agreed he’d like to fuck me too. My brother didn’t say anything. I heard them start moving and hid behind the club house. They all left to go somewhere and when they did, I went in the club house. I found the pictures under a blanket and sure enough, there was fresh cum on the pictures of me.
I got an itch in my pussy looking at it. It felt good to rub my pussy with my finger. I kept doing it as it felt better and more exciting. I put my hand down my panties and my pussy was now wet. I had heard about girls fingering themselves, but I had never tried it. Now I knew what they were talking about. This was giving me a thrill the more I rubbed my clit. I started breathing hard as I started using both hands to ‘girl wank’ with. I stared at the cum on my pictures and touched it with my finger. That’s when I got a jolt in my pussy. It made my pussy hot and spasm and it felt so good as it was my first orgasm.
My imagination went wild with having Phil and Ben standing over me and shooting cum on me instead of my picture. I started thinking about it all the time. I fingering my self as I imagined they wanked on me. How could I make this happen.
I was young and didn’t realize how horny two guys get when I started flirting with them. I wore no bra around them, I left my top buttons open in my blouses and wore no panties and bent over in front of them to give them a peek. I waited until Wil went next door to see his girlfriend named Sandra, which meant that Phil and Ben were not to go with him. That left us all alone after school.
I saw my chance and told them I wanted to talk to them private in the club house. They were all for it and I led them out there and blocked the door shut from the inside. I pulled the old sheet over the window. I was shocked how bold I was with them as I told them about finding the pictures of me. “I know you guys wank on these pictures.” They were all embarrassed at first until I suggested they wank while watching me live and with my tits and pussy showing for them. They were stunned at first then I started unbuttoning my blouse. They ask if they could feel my titties. Of course I said yes. I raised my skirt up with no panties and said: “Feel anything you want.”
They both began to feel me up. It was heaven as I loved it. I soon began to lay on the floor and said: “You can wank to the real thing now.” They took out their dicks and began to wank as I began to finger myself. Looking up watching them wank made me so hot I began to orgasm just watching. It didn’t take long and I saw their cum start shooting out and landing on me. I had the best orgasms ever….
Things changed from then on. Every chance we got we all wanked together. Soon they were fingering me and I was wanking them. It was a pure thrill for all of us. Phil was the first to start kissing my pussy and licking it. Ben sucked and licked my tits. I got on my knees and wanked them as I sucked on their dicks. They both shot cum in my mouth which I liked to hear them groan with pleasure.
I liked the feeling of warm cum filling my mouth while the other one licked my pussy to orgasm. This was my introduction to sex play with boys and I liked our mutual 3 some. They showered me with attention. They kissed me, rubbed my body and told me what a hot girl I was. They ran their fingers thru my hair and sucked my nipples just to hear me moan. Anything I wanted them to do, they would do it. Two tongues licking your pussy is a mind blower. They gave me the hottest orgasms I could ever imagine. Having two hot guys loving on you at the same time is heaven.
I had gone from ’ignore’….. to two sexy hot boyfriends.
The next day after school we all could wait no more. They undressed me as the kissed me and felt me up. My whole body tingled as I knew it was going to happen, full sex with both of them.
I’ll never ever forget that afternoon. We all got naked as Ben lay on the club house blanket. I got on top of him and let his hardon slowly slip inside me. Phil got on my back and began to ease his dick in my ass. This was all new to me but we adjusted and now I was being fucked in my pussy and my ass. They felt my tits and kissed on me as I moaned like never before. The feeling of those two warm body on me was taking me to another level I had never even imagined.
To see porn vids of people fucking all kinds of ways was hot, but to be actually doing it was out of this world. I loved hearing them cum hard in me and the hot cum shooting in me. I had my first climax ever as my body shook as I squeezed their bodies with my fingers. We all panted for breath as the high lingered for a long time…..
Wil remembers other things going on.
“I knew something was going on between Phil, Ben and Jenny. The looks they all gave each other and I bet they were all fooling around. I hated being Jenny’s brother and couldn’t join in with them. I was fucking Sandra now but the thought of them played on my mind. They got to fuck my sister and I couldn’t. This made me want to have sex with Jenny all the more. “
Wil told me later how he envied them. He thought and planned how we could have sex even with the taboo of fucking your sister.
Finally he stopped me in the hallway and put his arms around me. He had never touched me before. I began to melt as our hands ran over our bodies. I had fantasized about having sex with him but quickly stopped because he was my brother….but today….my pussy wanted him bad. I felt his big hardon against my pussy as we sank to the floor with him on top of me. We rubbed my pussy and his hardon together. He felt my tits so good. We had to stop as mom and dad were in the driveway now.
My legs were like jelly and I trembled as we grabbed one last feel of each other. I went in my bedroom and lay down in a new bliss of what was going to happen soon. I loved my brother because he was my brother, but now I wanted him as a lover.
At dinner we avoided looking at each other and tried to ignore each other.
Mom asked: “Did you guys have a fight or something?” We instantly became the typical brother and sister. Wil said: “She’s being a little shit.” ….and I chimed in and said: “His girlfriend has a bad attitude towards me.” Mom and dad chuckled at us saying the typical stuff brothers and sisters fight about. They had no idea how bad we both wanted to have sex with each other….
Wil and I talked about all this months later.
“You would think with me getting plenty of pussy from Sandra, and Jenny getting fucked by Phil and Ben we’d be satisfied….it doesn’t work that way. Call it ‘lust’ or whatever but we wanted to fuck each other real bad. I tried to ignore our hot little affair in the hall way that day, but no use. Feeling her blossoming body under me was so hot. Her tits grew bigger every day and her body took a real sexy shape. I even dreamed about fucking her and would wake up with a big hardon.”
I had the same problems of wanting to feel his hardon in me and us fucking real hot. I didn’t help us at all. I would leave the bathroom door wide open when I showered, my bedroom door wide open as I dressed. All I thought about was him. I felt wonderfully horny and I enjoyed it.
The days drug by waiting for a time to be alone with him. One night at dinner mom and dad announce that that weekend they were going to their mountain cabin and Wil was to baby sit me. When I heard that my pussy twitched right in my panties. Wil complained: “She never minds me.” I said: “He won’t let me go anywhere.” making mom and dad chuckle again.
It was a warm Friday night I remember and Phil and Ben didn’t come by. I was so horny for some sexual attention too. Wil talked on his cell phone to someone in whispers. Tomorrow was my birthday and I had only one thing I wanted. I had imagined it, but knowing it would never happen. When it got dark, here came Phil and Ben. They said let’s go out to the club house we have a birthday surprise for you. I said: “Wil’s home, we can’t.” They said it’s ’ok’ come on, we took care of Wil. I figured he went over to Sandra’s.
It was dark now and no lights in the club house. We went inside and it was pitch black in there. They started in feeling me and kissing my tits as they undressed me. I was super horny in the dark and I felt their hardons.
That’s when I felt something new. I felt 6 pairs of hands on me. Oh god…there was another guy in there. Three guys and one girl. I was beginning to like this. I reached out to feel the third guy some and then I knew who it was.
Wil was naked and now so was I. Phil and Ben pushed us together as they all felt me up. My heart was pounding with this wonderful surprise. Phil and Ben whispered:
(“Happy Birthday, Jen.”) Wil and I locked our arms together and I felt his big hardon go between my legs. Now we were going to fuck and fuck good with feels on me from Phil and Ben. I felt hands all over me, kisses from everywhere. I was shaking like a leaf as my pussy was soaking wet. I felt Wil get on his knees and kiss his way down to my pussy. I orgasmed twice on his way down.
He gently kissed my clit and then got on his back, pulled me down and put my pussy on his face. He held my hips and moved my pussy back and forth on his tongue making my clit tingle to the point I had to moan loud. I felt Phil put his dick in my ass as Ben’s dick slipped in my mouth. I had tingles on top of my tingles. The orgasms just kept coming as the cum started to flow in my mouth and in my ass. I held Wil’s head as I had the climax from heaven.
I slid back and put Wil’s big dick in me. We went wild fucking and banging our bodies together. I had never fucked to hard and fast to get the high I wanted with Wil. I got so hyper I yelled out in ecstasy as I felt Wil’s cum shoot and shoot in me. He held me tight and groaned like I’d never heard before. I started to blackout when he kissed me for the first time. Our tongues went crazy and we just kept fucking. We moaned in each others mouth and he pushed his dick deep in me for a last big shot of cum.
I went weak and tried to keep fucking as I finally did black out from the euphoria of it all……
I’ll never forget that night….ever.
I remember when we heard mom and dad drive up. Wil and I were on the sofa as I was feeling his dick and he was feeling my tits. We quick sat up and when they came in, mom asked: “How did it go Wil?” Wil said: “No problem mom, I locked Jen in the club house to keep her out of trouble.” I said: “ He did!, and he was mean to me mom!”
Dad chuckled and shook his head. Mom looked at Wil and said: “Oh you did not. Now you be nice to your sister Wil.” Wil said:
“Oh…I was ‘real’ nice to her mom…..”
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That was 2 years ago, and it my birthday again. Now my tits are big, my dad keeps checking out my ass and taking pictures of me in my night clothes when mom isn’t looking. I told dad to take mom to “Miss Loves Honeymoon Motel” for the night. He set it up and mom was all excited. I was ready for my only gift, a ‘Jen Delight’
It’s: 1 Ben, 1 Phil and 1 Wil. Now we can use mom and dads bed and play all night. I get to be a ’sex goddess’ for the night.
They all gave me a nice shower and must have washed my big tits 10 times. Into the big bed we all went. I closed my eyes as I felt all those hands, lips, and tongues all over me. They all knew how to get me twitching hot and moaning for them. They sandwiched me and fucked between my titties. I had three dicks to suck as I got my pussy licked to orgasm over and over again. I had a dick in my ass, my pussy as I sucked on one. I love it when guys moan and groan as they cum. I had cum on me everywhere and I liked it that way. None of us got any sleep as we played suck and fuck all night…..(Wil was the best, but I never told Phil and Ben that.)
I was euphorically on cloud 9,999 but a girl only has a birthday once a year….well maybe a little more than that…..not counting the club house after school, or in the garage, or in the back seat of dad’s old car.
I know….. I’m spoiled, but nobody knows what we do, and I know YOU won’t tell………
Jenny

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Ohh Mom: Pt. 1

Alright this is my first story ever. I just wanted to say that some of these parts are true and some are just fantasies that I’ve had. I’m open to all criticism and comments. If you have an idea that you would like to share for one of my next stories sent me a message.
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I was your typical horny 17 year old teenager. I went to school, had fun with friends, and completed treacherous homework. I didn’t have that many friends and I had never had a girlfriend. Hell, I was still a virgin for crying out loud! I had yet to touch the female body. Aside from that, I lived with my mother and my younger sister, both of which I loved dearly. I don’t really remember my father, he left right after my sister was born so I was raised by my mom which must have been hard seeing that we lived right near the beach in Florida.
Laying in bed at 6:45 in the morning in a heavy daze I hear the familiar sound of the alarm clock and my mom’s voice. “Your alarm has gone off four times already get up and move your car I need to go to work.” I dragged myself from my bed and walked out to the kitchen in my boxers where I was presented with my mother’s beauty.
At the age of 35, my mother was a very hot woman. She was 5’6” about 135 lbs and has a very slim body. She has natural wavy red hair which she usually spent minutes straightening each day. Her pale soft skin was free of blemishes. Her legs were naturally toned and never seemed to end. Her breasts were about a 34B and looked absolutely fantastic on her figure.
“Hey wake up. Grab your keys. I’m going to be late!” Half asleep I grabbed my keys and went out to the garage where my mom followed me. “Make sure your sister gets up for school” and she got on her tip toes and gave me a kiss on the cheek. She always said the same thing every morning and ended it with a kiss on the cheek. I opened the garage door as my mother got into her car. I walked outside, opened my car door, slumped in, started it and reversed out of the driveway. My mom gave me a wave as she left into the darkness.
After pulling back into the drive way, I went back inside and poured a glass of orange juice. I thought about how boring my past week at school was and how all the girls and couples fought. There was so much drama. He said this. She said that, it was all very annoying.
With my glass of juice empty and the sun starting to peak over the horizon, I figured it was time to wake up my sister and get ready for school. I made my way to her door which was cracked slightly and peered in. My 13 year old sister was lying on her stomach with her arm and leg hanging off the side of the bed.
“Mandy wake up its time for school”
She yawned, stretched and replied “I’m up!” almost immediately after, she slumped back down head in the pillow.
“Mandy, please get up I don’t want to have to carry you out of here.”
“Fineeeeee” she said sleepily as she rubbed her eyes and came to her feet.
“I need to be out of here in about 20 minutes. Can you make your own breakfast today?”
“Jezz I’m 13 I’m pretty sure I can handle myself thank you” and she ran and closed the door on me. I turned away and laughed to myself. She’s always reminding me of how old she is and how she can do everything on her own. The funny thing was, I knew that if I didn’t make her breakfast she probably wouldn’t eat. So I quickly walked to the kitchen and grabbed something from the cabinet for her and left it out beside a glass of orange juice.
I took a quick shower, threw on some nice clothes and went back out to my sister’s room. I knocked on the door and said “I’m heading out”
Without opening the door she yelled “alright loser I’ll see you later”. I turned to the front door locked it and drove myself to school.
School was boring up until lunch time. Instead of eating, I figured that I would take a walk. Just as I was about to pass the bathroom I heard a soft moan. I stopped dead in my tracks and slowly peered into the bathroom but there was no one in sight. Most kids at this school go behind the bathroom building to make out. Not many teachers or administrators go near this side of the school so it was the best place to do almost anything. I continued my way around the backside of the bathroom and when I peeked around the corner and my jaw dropped.
Leaned up against a wall was this really beautiful girl that I have seen around school. Her mouth was open and quiet moans were escaping her lips. Her pants were down to her knees and she had her lovers’ fingers sliding in and out of her pussy. I kept watching as the boy kissed up and down her neck. The girl reached out and started playing with the boys cock through his pants. Just as the girl undid the boys belt buckle, the bell rang, meaning that lunch was over. I quickly walked away and made my way to class.
My cock was straining in my pants; it pushed against the fabric of my jeans as I walked. I had to hide it, so I thought quickly and put my hands in my pockets, it’s not like there’s any other way to hide an eight inch erection. The remainder of my school day, I had to deal with my erection coming and going. I hadn’t masturbated in about a week and a half and my balls were crying to be drained.
My eye was on the clock the last few minutes of the day. The bell rang, signaling the end of school and I bolted to my car. I drove 10 mph over the speed limit all the way home and made it home so fast that I beat my normal time by about 5 minutes. I parked in the grass and ran inside. I glanced at the clock, it was 4:45, I knew my mom was going to be home in about 15 minutes so I knew I had to get busy. I threw off my pants and shirt, kicked off my boxers, lay down on my bed and started stroking my hard cock.
I started to think about the girl moaning and imagined that it was me playing with her pussy. She got down her knees and started to suck on my dick taking me all the way down her throat. I closed my eyes and started to softly moan, and when I closed my eyes, I was no longer imagining the girl at school. I was imagining my mom sucking my 8 inch shaft. I started to stroke my cock faster, my balls were stirring, I was in pure pleasure. I moaned louder as my mom’s lips worked their way up and down my cock. Just as I felt myself about to cum, I quickly took my hand off my cock and enjoyed the intense feeling. This was something that I normally did. I would masturbate up until the point where I’m just about to cum and cool down for a minute. I would then grab my cock and jerk it as fast I could till I came. The feeling was so intense.
During my “cool down period” I thought about my mom and how beautiful she was. I also recalled an even that happened about three months earlier….
——-I had just gotten out of the shower and it was late, about 10 pm. My sister was sleeping over at a friend’s house and my mom was watching TV. I went out to the living room in my towel and sat next to her. I noticed that she had a drink sitting on the table and she was slightly buzzed.
“Mom?”
“What is it sweetie?”
”I think that my birthmark is gone”
I had a small tan spot on my ball sack when I was younger but it seemed to move as my manhood grew. It always interested my mom.
“Which one honey” my mom said.
“The one on my balls”
I was expecting her to say “It probably just faded away.” But no, she got up, kneeled between my legs and said let me have a look. My mind was going wild, my hot mom, in a tank top and panties, was kneeling between my legs asking to see my balls. I opened up the towel and revealed my flaccid cock and balls to my mom. She took her hand and gently started to move my balls searching for my birthmark. My eyes were fixed on her hands; it was the first time a girl had touched me. My cock started springing into action and my mom flipped it up onto my stomach and chuckled, I felt my face turning red. She kept moving my balls around and finally said, “Your right, I can’t find it anywhere” She looked at me in the eyes noticing that I was embarrassed.
“You have nothing to be embarrassed about; you have a really nice dick.”
Right after she said that she grabbed my cock and didn’t move.
“You’re going to make a girl very happy one day.” She said as she started to slowly pump my cock up and down. She only pumped it 3 or 4 times before she let it go and returned to her spot on the couch. I quickly covered my hard cock and snapped back to reality. It felt like I was sitting there for 30 minutes while my mom checked my balls and stroked my cock, but it was only a couple of minutes.
The next thing I know, I hear my mom chuckle and she threw an ice cube on me. I smiled and threw it back at her. We exchanged a few more ice cubes until she leaned forward and put an ice cube down the front of my towel. I jumped from the cold alien feeling on my cock. I grabbed an ice cube from her drink and lunged at her. I pulled her tank top and quickly threw the ice cube in. My mother squealed and squirmed trying to fight me off of her chest as I moved the ice cube inside her shirt. I eventually put the cube right on her nipple which seemed to quickly harden. While smiling, squealing ,and softly moaning she reached back into her cup for another ice cube.
All this time I was too busy focusing on my mom’s hardening nipples that I didn’t realize my towel had come off and my rock hard cock was pointing right at my mom. My mother took the ice cube in her hand and moved it to my balls which she cupped and gently squeezed. The piercing freeze on my balls made me quickly move my hands from her shirt to my sack. She laughed as I tried to fight her hand off, but I couldn’t. She had a really good grip on them.
It was an incredible feeling, the warmth of my mom’s hand on my skin and the coldness from the ice cube. The feeling of pleasure was so intense that I trusted my hips toward her and moaned. I figured that this was my chance and I reached for the cup again, this time my mom tried to move it away with her spare hand, but she was too late. I grabbed the biggest ice cube I could and I quickly moved my hand to her panties and put my hand under them and started forcefully rubbing the cube all over her clit. Her enormous grin immediately went away and her mouth opened slightly and she gasped. Now I was in control, the ice cube she had on my balls had already melted but her hand remained there. She tried to use her other hand to move the ice cube off her clit but she couldn’t, I was too strong for her. It also made me push the cube harder onto her clit. I moved my body up further on the couch, straddling one of my mom’s legs. She was spread eagle now with my cock aiming right at her tits.
I moved her panties to the side and I finally got a good look at my mom’s pussy. She had lots of pubic hair that matched her red hair on her head. Her pussy lips were a nice pink. Her outer pussy lips were a little puffy. My mother basically had, what I would call, the perfect pussy.
Her vagina seemed to slowly blossom, revealing her hole to me. I took the cube off her clit and pushed it inside of her, she let out a loud moan, almost a scream and she threw her head back in pleasure. I started to finger her pussy and rub her clit with my thumb. Her pussy was so tight! The ice cube slid out as I felt her pussy start to tighten around my finger. I couldn’t believe it; I was actually fingering my mother’s pussy. I took a risk and I grabbed my mom’s hand and placed it on my throbbing cock. At first she did nothing, but then she slowly started to pump my shaft and soon she started pumping quicker and quicker. I knew I wasn’t going to last long. I started to rub her clit faster and I pushed another finger into her pussy.
Her hand was now a blur on my cock and I let out a long moan. I started to feel my mom’s pussy tighten around my fingers, and her breathing quickened. The next thing I know, I thrust my hips forward and I moan “mmmoommmmmm” and I start to cum all over my mom’s covered tits. The second time my cock twitched I heard my mom moan very loudly and I felt her legs wrap around my hand. Her pussy was trying to milk my fingers. Her body was shaking, and her eyes were closed tight. My cock finished twitching and I opened my eyes to see what had happened.
My mother’s hand had fallen off of my now limp dick and was hanging off the side of the couch. Her legs were still wrapped around my hand. I felt her pussy, it was very wet and I saw some liquid start to roll down the leather couch. I looked at her tits to see the damage I had done: there were about 6 streaks of cum going across her tank top. Some of my cum even hit the back of the couch almost a foot and a half away. My mom seemed to have passed out from the pleasure and not much later I passed out on top of her stomach only to be awakened the next day in my bed.
I had always thought it was a dream… but I knew it wasn’t.—–
I had snapped back into reality, my hand was still on my cock which was now throbbing. I glanced back at the clock. My mom would be home any minute! I started to quickly stroke my cock but then I stopped, a grin shot across my face and an idea popped into my head. I heard the garage door open then the sound of my mom “Ryan I’m home”.
‘Perfect’ I thought to myself ‘just in time’…
*To be continued*

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“My Halloween party at the Mortuary”

I’m a 41 year old mortician / funeral director that operates our family’s Mortuary and cemetery. I’m married in a polygamist marriage ( not Mormon ). I have three children two teenagers and a two year old, now I have 2 Sister Wives, Toni that’s a year younger than me and she is also my biological sister with 4 children to our husband. Then there’s Kathy that is a good bit younger than us, she’s 23 years old with 1 child to our husband.