WHEN I BECAME A WOMAN — Chap 8 — THE DRIVE-IN
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If you havent already, go and read the firsts parts. I have had 5 stories removed, so this is a re-upload of one of those.
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Hey guys this is my first story and if anyone finds it offensive in any way Iâm sorry. I donât really know how my words will affect people yet so if any of this comes off as offensive to anyone of a certain sexual preference I apologize. Iâm just writing a story. There is going to be a huge backstory to this before things start to heat up. Also hate to be a spoiler but there is no gay sex in this sorry to burst anyoneâs bubble. However if people REALLY enjoy this story I will probably continue this one however I canât promise I will be very fast. So without further adoâŚChapter 1The Beginning
âHeâs going away for a very long time son; you no longer have to worryâ Said my mother Karrie. My father Darrell said the same as they kept telling me how sorry they were for letting him do all of those awful things to me right under their noses. I didnât really care that they didnât notice. No one ever really notices that serial rapists are family members, but one thing that I thought I knew was that I liked gay sex. However, I had no idea how uncertain I really was.
Now I must go back and explain who I am and what my story is. My name is Joe and at age 12 I had finished High School already and was a junior at MIT having accomplished masters in Computer Science, Biological Engineering, and soon to add Chemical Engineering to the list while having minors in Architecture, Electrical Engineering, Biology, and Womenâs and Gender Studies. That last one was mainly just to get a kick out of my gay roommate Joshua, who was a senior at the time and getting ready to graduate. I really didnât even ever need to get a post-secondary education as I was already endowed with trusts in my name. My pro basketball-playing parents had set up a fund for me when I was a child. I was basically a billionaire already. Now I know what youâre thinking, “wow what an obnoxious little shit,â but to be honest I didnât really care about the money. I just enjoyed a challenge.
So now I assume youâre wondering where the part about me deciding Iâm gay comes in. I was 12 at the time and it was during summer break. I had to go stay the summer with my crazy Uncle Tony. âCrazyâ because he always seemed very odd to people; something was just off about him, but no one could figure him out.
It had been Wednesday, the first day into my junior year’s summer break. I thought I was going to be bored as hell stuck with Uncle Tony like always, but this year he decided to take me out to his cabin in upstate New York and make me build some character because I was after all a scrawny, pale white, freckled, 4â11â, 95 pound, geek. His last task for me had been to clear a 10 acre plot of heavily wooded area for him. I was only halfway through when I already had blisters all over my hands from swinging the axe and shoveling the stumps out and lifting the stumps over to one corner of the plot. After he finished having me chop up all the trees for firewood, yeah you heard me right I thought he was insane at that point too believe me, he had me start digging 2 holes: both 6 to 7 feet deep, 8 feet long, and 3 feet across. That night I noticed dead patches of grass on the field around his cabin as we made our way back for supper. I got an eerie feeling, I donât know why. After the longtime family recipe, Irish stew, was finally done we sat down to eat. Mid-way through the meal I finally worked up the courage to ask him what I had dug the holes for. He simply replied âI always knew you were too smart for your own good…”
I found out later on not only had he actually tossed me into one of the holes but had started burying me alive before the FBI had finally made it to where he was burying me. I still remember the face of the female officer who dove in to pull me out for the paramedics. Her face reminded me of an angel but I later realized that was me mostly disoriented from his beating me. Technically speaking I was dead for about 30 seconds at one point but the first time paramedic who refused to lose his first person on day one stole the paddles away from his 14 year superior after he declared me dead. He turned it to full power and blasted me and well here I am. It was a medical miracle considering Iâd been dead for so long.
Needless to say the other patches of dirt were other kids and so you kind of can understand why I knew no one would ever see my uncle wearing anything but orange ever again. Turned out he made a plea bargain to confess to all of it in order to live in general population. Not a good choice by him, seeing as how a week after he got in he got raped and shanked to death by inmates for his sickening deeds. Yeah, it really is true that molesters usually donât survive long in general population in prison.
I didnât go back to school at MIT; my parents were making me sit out a year due to the event. Joshua, my old roommate, came by to our Boston home quite often to check up on me. One day during the rest of that summer I decided, in my terribly shaken state still due to the rape, that I was going to be gay. I told Joshua I wanted to be gay and he told me that being gay wasn’t really a “choice” to be made but that he would help me learn the basic things I needed to know, starting with why my wardrobe needed a makeover. So after a few months of him teaching me all the ins and outs of fashion, I decided that dressing up to look gay was just not in my bag. Donât get me wrong I was really good when it came to fashion sense but I just loved my nerdy style too much. I couldn’t give up my big bang theory Bazinga T-shirts and yodaism jackets. Regardless Joshua and I really became good friends after all the bonding we had done. My father got a better job opportunity in a little Podunk town in Texas that was growing at a quite fast rate. The area had lots of housing construction in the making, which actually allowed both of my parents a better opportunity for work. Dad quickly leapt at the job to get farther away from the place he felt the most pain for me and my suffering.
My birthday is in August so I am 13 now. Unfortunately, my parents decided to make me go to middle school for one year then to high school to develop social skills and bond with kids close in age with me. Since my family was living in Texas at this time, football was the only thing and everything in our town. I however, at age 13 was still only about 110 pounds and 5 â2 so I was still a runt and this did not bode well for me socially towards guys. Being the scrawny geek I was I got shoved in trash cans and lockers constantly; Mostly from Brad, the high school football coachâs son who felt entitled to owning middle school and then later on, high school.
One day, I was walking down the hall trying to avoid Bradâs group on my way to Spanish when they saw me and ran up and cornered me. They started beating me up and kicking the shit out of me.
âHey I need an extra lunch. Give me your lunch money ya little fag.â
âYeah give him your lunch money you little fagâ mimicked his posy sidekick.
Not letting up, they continued to beat the shit out of me when all of a sudden I heard thundering footsteps charging towards me. Thatâs when two of the posyâs’ heads slammed into the wall. I saw that a huge gruff man child at 6â4â had taken them by their heads and bashed them into the wall. Thatâs when the rest of them ran off as the man child gave a small chase just to kick the ass of a slow running Brad who yelped when he felt the smack of the man childâs boot. The man child proceeded to help me up, then simply walked off never even giving me his name or time to thank him. I never saw him again after that because I had to rush to get to class on time. Brad stopped bothering me for a while after that nearly till freshman year, but soon enough he was back to his old ways.
I must confess, I’ve never had any sexual feelings towards a guy. I didn’t really know myself at all. I had never experienced high school in a social setting, so there was no way for me to express myself and really explore my sexuality. I believe that my outward feelings about my sexual orientation were only created for me to feel like a normal human being. However, inwardly I knew that my sexual feelings originated from my… Incident.
Through middle school I found that my self-proclaimed gayness was very helpful socially towards women and eventually so many liked me that they forced all the guys to stop picking on me. Me being the only gay kid in this little town out in the boonies of Texas wasnât very rough on me emotionally because although I continued to claim that I was gay, I was beginning to accept that it was probably me letting the trauma of what happened to me continue to fester in my mind. Being gay led me to be very popular with all the girls at first, but soon by freshman year in high school they had all forgotten about me. I was once again an outcast and Brad was once again able to plunder my lunch money.
However, this was not particularly bad news for me. It gave me plenty of time to lock myself in at home and really get back to my grassroots love of being a geek. I was able to catch up on all the new videogames and comic books. My father, who ended up going into the hall of fame as one of the most dominant centers of all time in the NBA, disliked how much time I spent indoors, so I was forced outside every day for 2 hours after both my parents got home to play a game of 2 on one against my father with mom on my team. My mother was the first WNBA player to win four WNBA championships and four MVP awards for her dominant display of shooting ability out of the power forward position in her first six seasons before retiring only six years into her career to be with my father. She had also won 3 womenâs college national championships her freshman, junior, and senior years out of Notre Dame University. My father as well had attended all four years of college at Notre Dame University before going pro. This meant both were huge proponents of finishing out school, unlike the âair headed playersâ had been doing, hoping to get the big bucks now rather than have a fallback for when their careers tanked.
Now as you may have noticed there must be a story behind my parents love seeing as how my mother dropped a successful basketball career to be with my father who had actually gone to her college. They had both attended school at the same time. They were in lots of the same classes together as well due to the near similar scheduling of college basketball for both sexes. My father was attaining an engineering degree while my mother was trying for an architecture degree. Due to some of the overlaps in these degrees such as physics, geometry, and such they found themselves spending lots of time together studying for their classes. Soon they began dating and the whole thing turned into a gushy-lovey-dovey “we met and fell in love at college” story…Until they were drafted to different parts of the country that is. They didnât even try the whole long distance thing but they kept in touch until one day my mother said she just couldnât take it anymore and dropped everything so she could be his again.
Now back to me. When second semester hit I had a huge growth spurt that lasted well into mid-summer, by the end of which I was 6â2â and 165 pounds. This didnât come as a shock to my 7â4â dad and 6â9â mom. Oddly to me though they both found it hilarious when month after month of buying new clothes my clothes would start to bust at the seams all over again. I for one found it thoroughly frustrating. By the start of junior year after another growth spurt I was 6â9â and 210 pounds. I had decided during that summer to start working out since I realized I could be able to not only to stand up to my previous bullies but probably even put them in their place.
My workouts had been very lack luster at first until I found a drop set workout routine online. To those of you who do not know what that is, it’s a hardcore bulk building 3 to 4 week long workout routine. After that ended I had reached about 225 pounds of mostly bulky yet still pretty flabby muscle. I went on another drop set routine that was for people who had done them before so that it could be even more challenging and have longer lasting effects. I also decided to couple that with a running routine. By the end of summer my pure muscle body was 260 pounds and I reached 7â2â had me resembling a Greek god.
When school came it was time for me to pick all my classes. I was only allowed to pick electives, given that they didnât want me patronizing all my math, science, reading and writing teachers after having taken more advanced courses than theirs at MIT already. This had worked in previous years as there were bountiful classes to take and I even enjoyed taking 6 language courses. I was now able to speak halfway decent Spanish, French, German, Mandarin, Hebrew, and could read Latin nearly fluently. So now that I had already blown through all of those I had to take a double blocked class to fill the 4 periodâs minimum of classesâ requirements. We had an A-B day schedule that had four classes one day and four classes another day. I signed up for marching band. However, although I was talented with my instrument, I was kicked out quickly after enrolling because I was too big and knocked over others during marches. Next, I tried my hand at orchestra but on the first day I tripped on the weird cracked tile everyone knew about but me and broke 2 kids’ Chellos. Finally on the third day of school, my worst nightmare came true the counselor made me try out for athletics.
When I walked in the only sport currently in season was football. The color was already draining from my face when I walked into the field house and Coach McGarrett saw me and started walking towards me. I donât think he could believe it when he realized I was the new geek that had been forced to try out.
He looked me up and down and stuttered âAre y-you J-Joe?â
I thought he was gonna wet his pants out of excitement and when I answered âyesâ timidly. ~
He tried to get a grip on his excitement and hid his smile by sending me down the hall to get dressed. As I was walking in the locker room door I heard a loud holler of joy behind me and I realized it must have been coach. As soon as I walked in I started getting the stares and soon almost all of them started to recognize me. A few minutes later after I had gotten all my equipment Brad and his gang saw me. They had been the worst of the jocks who bullied me. They started for me when coach walked in and Brad who is also the coach’s son oddly enough tried to tear into his father.
âWhat the fuck is wrong with you dad?! This is the gay kid thatâŚâ
âBoy what did just say to me?!â shouted coach.
Brad realized his slip up too late and tried to apologize âIâm sorry Pa I didnât mean toâŚâ
THWACK! Was all anyone heard as coachâs trusty playbook smacked the backside of his son’s head.
The locker room bust out laughing at Brad’s misfortune until coach yelled out âoh since y’all think that shit is so funny why donât all y’all little ass clowns help me get back to my happy place by running around Tommy Lee’s gas station, and if y’all arenât back in an hour and ten minutes y’all will run again!â
Tommy Leeâs gas station was six miles away and it had always been coachâs favorite punishment run spot. The room was dead silent and no one moved. âFirst one back doesnât have to run if the rest of you donât make it back in time.â
Everyone including me high tailed it for the door. When I finally got out the door, I realized I was quite far behind the leaders and quickly accelerated to catch up and get ahead. Soon without realizing, I was pulling ahead of the rest at an alarming rate and was nowhere near getting winded. I knew from how I felt running I was nowhere near top speed by any means and could not figure out why I was seemingly booking it compared to the others. This was when I first realized how powerful and strong I had become over the summer. I hadn’t realized it because I had no one to compare abilities with and had no athletic perspective. I throttled back and stayed in the lead for the rest of the run, except for Bart who had been the fastest wide receiver in town up until now; he actually ran with me for most of the run. I ended up beating everyone else by a quarter of mile at the end of the 12 mile run, except for my running mate Bart.
When coach saw me he jumped. It had only been 45 minutes and I saw the excitement in his eyes grow when he saw the next runners make it back almost a full minute later. He had us suit up in our pads once everyone made it back.
Once we were out on the field coach came up to me.
âOkay now boy, we are a small town, so we donât have the numbers to field a full single position team. What do you play offensively and what do you play defensively?â he asked.
âUmmâŚ.. WellâŚ.Sir⌠Iâve… Never played before… But I’ll play whatever you want me to and I won’t disappoint. â I said lacking confidence to start but ending on a strong note.
He burst into hardy laughter at my words and said âWell son, I think I can find you a place where you can fit right in,â as he walked me over to the running backs group. He left me there with coach Johnson, who was baffled when I couldnât figure out where to run when he sent me in for reps. He quickly cut me and sent me to the receivers group with Coach Kay who also seemed confused when he noticed that I wasnât running the right routes until Bart, my “running mate”, took pity on me and informed him the fact that Iâd never played before. Coach gave me his playbook with all play names, routes, and audibles in it and sent me to the bench to study them for the rest of practice. Bart was a 7â4, 240 pound guy who was in the same grade as me. He had definitely been one of the guys who had never picked on me and that was something I truly liked about him. As you all should know by now, I have an extremely special ability to remember everything I see, hear, smell and touch, so within the next 5 minutes my learning the routes and plays and such were already done. I walked up to coach Kay and said âHey coach Iâm done.â
He laughed and said âno you ainât son! I just sent you over there!â He tried to send me back to the bench but I stopped him and told him I was really done and that I had already learned all of the plays.
âYes I am coach. Iâm done, now put me in.â I yelled at him.
His face scrunched up as he said âOkay, but you make one mistake and Iâm sending you to do laps around school until the end of practice!â
Once I got into the huddle and they called the play, the ball was hiked and I proceeded to whoop the defense’s ass until the end of practice.
The coaches called me into their office and told me to sit down. As I sat they began talking amongst themselves and finally they spoke up and asked me if I was boosting or doping; maybe even using HGH or steroids or even a combination of all of them.
I started laughing hysterically. I thought to myself ‘are these guys stupid or something? Why in my right mind ever consider using something so dangerous to alter my body?!’ Then I realized how pissed off they were and Coach McGarrett stood up and said âWhatâs so funny. This is serious shit you little dumb ass, tell us right now!â
I couldnât stop laughing but I did tell them during my laughter âHow insane do you all think I am? I just hit a few growth spurts and started working out over the summer.â
âMy mom is 6â9â and my dad is 7â4″. I have already attended MIT. Iâm just here to âWork on my social skills and bond with my peersâ.â
Once my little Doctor Evil air quote impersonation got them to laugh, I just flat out told them my whole story, and as soon as I finished they all started to sigh with relief. They let me go after I had finished. However one thing I had left out of my story was the rape and being gay part because that really wasn’t important to the situation at hand.
I felt at the time that it was probably best to withhold this information from them for the good of our relationship. Inside I knew it was really me trying to avoid the topic altogether despite the hours my psychiatrist spent listening and speculating and reminding me to be open with others. Suddenly images flashed through my mind like movie clips. “I always knew you were too smart for your own good…” Then there were the smells. Oh by far the worst part of my tragedy were those horrid smells. I could just smell his dirty rank spreading through my nostrils. I was beginning to convulse from the feeling that I was going to chuck my guts everywhere. I excused myself and ran to the locker room bathroom to get my legs back. I washed my face with some cold water to clear my head and to more importantly clear my nose, for the unforgettable stench was unbearable. Finally, I left the locker room to leave and get on the bus that would take me home.
I caught up with Bart, who actually lived in my neighborhood and rode the same bus as me. I thanked him for saving me today and he said âOh donât mention it. I just know all the other guys pick on you and I didnât think it was right.” We chatted for a while and soon came to find we enjoyed much of the same things and that he was really a geek at heart. He started telling me about his familyâs story of coming over to America during World War II and how they had passed as Aryan Germans although they were really a full blooded Jewish family. His mother was a big organizer at the local synagogue and even though Bartâs father was Catholic, his father made him grow up reading the Torah. A promise to his motherâs parents was that “at least the first born would have to be raised Jewish.” I laughed as he told me this because this is the first time I noticed his super curly dirty blonde hair and light blue eyes. He took no offense at my laughter and even joked how the Germans must have mistaken the super curls on his great grandparents’ heads as some sort of weird bed head. Then I decided to mess with him for a second and reply in Hebrew for the rest of the conversation. I had been responding in Hebrew for a while and he hadn’t noticed that we had completely switched over to speaking Hebrew for the entire conversation until another teen, an oddly familiar 6â1â portly boy with huge, muscular arms, who weighed no less than 320 pounds, and who came from a family of German descent spoke up.
âHey, are you two making fun of me and my culture?â As we sat there laughing at him and explaining what had transpired, we all started talking and ended up bonding into a nice little bus buddy group. We found out his name was Dirk and that he had just gotten back into public school after being in juvy since the last half the final year of middle school for beating the shit out of some kid’s back in the 8th grade.
Waiting for the bus to let on the last girl, I looked up and saw her. I knew she was a cheerleader that had quit cheerleading in her sophomore year even though she was the most popular girl on the team. I never really knew why she quit, but prior to that I hadnât cared because she was Bradâs girlfriend. For some reason at that very moment I did care as I watched this dirty blonde, slightly curly haired woman with deep blue eyes and an angel face walk with her perfect long legs leading up to her cute little ass that was hardly covered by anything in her daisy dukes. I figured out why I like her so much as soon as she got on the bus and I noticed what was on her shirt. On the top it had 2 arrows pointing in towards the cleavage of her ample C to D breasts. Underneath them, it read âGeek On Theseâ. Bart chuckled when he noticed me staring and said âHey bud, I thought you were gay! After seeing the way you are ogling at my twin sister, I think I just witnessed a gay guy turn straight!” âŚ.
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Its more fun when its done in public đ
Jenna discovers a little more about what she likes =)
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Sometimes, there is more than meets the eye.
This was inspired by Cher’s “Gypsy” song, and I thought you guys could do with a romantic adventure for once. This is my first one, so don’t be to harsh. And yes, I know about her weird obsession with memphis, but I thought that would be lame and changed the setting a bit.
This is the final part of this tale, in which I and my apparitional brother had enjoyed sex on the beach to excess….
A direct continuation of the last story. Sorry to disappoint, no sex in this one xD Hey, there can’t be sex in everything right? Don’t worry though, there’ll be plenty of it in future chapters. This is a set up chapter for the rest of the story, and since I’m a guy who appreciates plot and development over random sex scenes thrown together, this is what ya get. Hope you like it though đ
——————————————————————————————–[TWO DAYS LATER]
I felt weird. The past few days had crept by very slowly as I kept mulling over the events of two days ago, with my friend Nate. After his dad had gotten home, I’d left for my own house to give them some time to themselves. Nate had called since then, but we hadn’t discussed what had happened. My feelings on the matter were very confused. One the one hand, I loved what I had done. I’d gotten to suck off my crush. How many people can say that? On the other hand, the situation risked making my friendship with Nate go stale, something I really didn’t want.
I sighed and rolled over to my side. A new feeling was rising in me at the same time. Desire. Not sexual desire, per say, but desire to be with him. It was a pipe dream though. He had a girlfriend. Even if he was bi, which I was beginning to think he is, he would not give up a perfectly good girlfriend (and one he could get so much action with, at that) for a guy.
“Gah!” I sighed, rolling back on to my back.
The whole situation, combined with all the feelings churning inside of me, was making my head hurt. But that was all cleared away when my phone rang. I knew who it was without even looking, and the thought of talking to him brought a smile to my face.
“Hey dude.” Nate’s voice came from the other end of the phone when I picked it up.
“Hey.” I replied. “Need something?”
“Yeah, I think we need to talk. Can you meet me at the duck pond in the park in like fifteen minutes?” he asked, his voice unusually serious.
My heart began racing in my chest with uncertainty, “Yeah, I guess so. Is something wrong?” I asked.
“I’ll explain when we’re there. See you in fifteen.” he said, and then he hung up.
Now I was nervous. He sounded so serious. Was he angry? Did he finally want to talk about what happened the other day? I couldn’t decide what was going on, so I shoved the thoughts aside as much as I could, threw my shoes on, and ran out the door. Fifteen minutes later, I was sitting next to him on a park bench, overlooking the duck pond.
We sat in awkward silence for several minutes, though it seemed like an eternity, before I finally broke the ice.
“So..uh…what was it you needed to talk about?” I asked him.
He remained silent for a few more seconds, sighed, then spoke.
“Its about Olivia. We got into a fight yesterday. I said some things I shouldn’t have. She broke up with me.” he said solemnly.
I didn’t know whether to feel relieved that we weren’t talking about the other day’s events, or sad that he was in turmoil over the loss of his girlfriend. To top things off, I was at a loss for what to say.
“What did you say to her?” I asked, trying to prod for more information.
He looked away for a moment, “Called her a cunt. She wouldn’t stop arguing with me. Kept saying I wasn’t a very attentive person and that I needed to ‘listen to my girlfriend more often’. I couldn’t control my frustration. It just slipped out.” he explained.
I nodded my head with sympathy, “So, she just left?”
At this, he let out a weak chuckle, “Well, yes, after she slapped me.” he said.
I sighed and stayed silent for a moment before replying, “Geez, I’m sorry dude… I don’t know what to say.” I told him.
“Ryan, can I ask you something?” he suddenly blurted.
“Well, sure. What is it?” I replied, trying to keep a sympathetic tone of voice.
“Do you think I’m a bad person?” he asked, looking slightly away again.
At this I laughed. Probably harder than I should have. It drew a confused and slightly annoyed look from Nate.
“What’s so funny?” he barked.
“Of course I don’t think you’re a bad person, Nate!” I nearly shouted, still in the process of laughing. “So you called your girlfriend a cunt. Probably not the best choice of words, but you’re not the first dude to do that. It doesn’t make you a bad person.”
“That’s not all I meant.” he grumbled. “I mean in general. You know a bit about my past, after all.”
This took me back. Why was he asking this all of a sudden? Was his breakup with Olivia really affecting him this much? He did have a point though. He had a reputation in our school as a douche bag, and had been in trouble with the law over underage drinking, but I never thought anything differently about him.
“No, I do not think you’re a bad person.” I repeated, emphasizing the point.
He looked up at me with his bright blue eyes, and I was immediately startled by the look he gave me. It was somewhat of a pout. His eyes were filled with sadness. I couldn’t understand why he was so saddened, but I figured it had something to do with the way he had talked to Olivia, and the things she had said about him right to his face.
I hated seeing him so sad and suddenly, impulse took over. I reached over and took his chin in between my index finger and my thumb and pulled him up to me, our lips meeting as we got close. At first he didn’t kiss back, but, at the same time, he didn’t resist me. I opened my eyes to examine his face, only to notice he was simply looking at me with a sort of saddened-shocked expression.
I pulled away for a moment and stared him right in the eyes. He looked at me, not speaking, for a good minute in a half, before leaning in and kissing me right on the lips. I slipped my tongue into his mouth, and before I knew it, we were making out passionately on the park bench.
After a minute or two, I pulled away. Confusion swirling through my being.
“Are you okay with this?” I asked him, uncertain.
He smiled cutely at me, “Yeah…I’m fine with it, actually.”
I returned his smile, and we were quiet for a few seconds, before he spoke again.
“The other day. When you….well, you know.. you told me you liked me. Is that the truth?” he asked, looking at the concrete walkway beneath our feet.
“Yeah.” I sighed, looking away in embarrassment.
“So, are you gay then?” he asked me.
I chuckled. He had a habit of being incredibly blunt.
“No, I’m not gay. I’m bi.” I replied, looking back in his direction.
“Well, wanna hear something I bet you never thought of? I am too.” he replied, half smiling at me.
Before two days ago, this revelation would’ve shocked the hell out of me. But now, it wasn’t so surprising. However, it was comforting.
I smiled, leaned in, and kissed him softly on his lips as a form of response. He returned my smile, but became distracted when his phone buzzed.
“Dad’s texting me. He needs me home. Why don’t you come over tonight? You could spend the night and we could play games.” he said.
“Sure.” I replied happily. “That sounds great!”
He smiled, kissed me one last time, and was off.
Thus was the beginning of a long day I wouldn’t soon forget…
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my parents divorced when i was 10. my mother remarried in 2006, when i was 15. she married a contractor, with a bad-ass, fresh-mouthed, 16-year-old son. he had dusty blond hair, a toned, tan body… sounds nice, right? except his wordrobe consisted of nothing but baggy jeans, wife beater tanks, timberland boots, and more wife beater tanks. not exactly what you’d picture Romeo wearing. so now, a year after their marriage, i am now 16, my step-brother, 17. his name is Jayden, and a couple of days ago he was released from a Juvenille Detention Center. he was picked up by the police for assisting in a robery that his friends had committed.
“your tits got bigger.”
i choked on the dinner i was eating, and i could feel the blood rush to my face.
my mother cleared her throat, Jayden’s father looked appalled. “Jayden, please. that’s anything but appropriate.”
“what? i was just pointing it out,” he said, slouched in the antique dining chair, a blank expression on his face.
i looked down and continued to eat. so i have never been nervous around guys. i wasn’t ugly, i am not fat. i’m a toned, blond, 5’4 cheerleader. infact, i have a boyfriend. but i wasn’t comfortable around Jayden. was it because i had masterbated a couple of months ago, invisioning myself tied up helplessly to his bedposts, my legs spread, whimpering while he shoved his finger harshly up my cunt, his tongue-
“Lauren!” my mother shouted at me, shaking me from my thoughts. my face turned scarlet again, and Jayden snickered.
“huh?” i responded. had i been thinking outloud? shit!
“i was speaking to you, and your staring off into space.”
“i’m sorry, mom. what did you say?” i shifted in my seat, feeling a wetness between my legs.
“i was telling you that Roger and I are going to Sao Paulo this weekend. Roger has business there, so we thought we’d make a vacation out of it. i’m going to have your Aunt Pam stay-”
“mother!” i yelled, feeling embarrassed that she felt i still needed a babysitter at the age of 16! i couldn’t believe it.
“i’ll babysit her,” Jayden said slyly. he smirked at me, enjoying the embarrassment it was causing me.
“fresh out of Juvie, we both,” Roger started, referring to himself and my mother, “thought that you BOTH could use a babysitter.”
“mom, this isn’t fair. Jayden may have just gotten out of jail, but i-”
“it wasn’t jail.”
“whatever, same thing. but i have not done ANYTHING to deserve a babysitter. you’ll only be gone one weekend!” i leaned back in my chair, arms crossed.
Roger looked over at my mother. “well, Lauren is pretty responsible, maybe we should reconsider.”
i looked hopefully up at my mom. this would be the perfect opportunity to have Nick stay the weekend. Jayden would probably be out with his deliquent friends. i got excited.
my mother sighed. “well… i guess so. but- if i get one phone call from the police, or if this house is trashed, or if the neighbors, and you know they’ll let me know EVERYTHING that goes on here, have anything bad to tell me, that’s it. next time we leave, you both get a babysitter. understood?”
i nodded like an idiot. Jayden mumbled something and left the table. “you won’t regret it, mom.”
* * * *
my mother and Roger left at 5 oclock sharp thursday night for their over night flight to Sao Paulo. i was on the phone with Nick, having a heated arguement.
“… what do you mean ‘too busy’?! Nick- i have the whole house for the WHOLE weekend.” i paced around as i argued, the phone cord from my 80’s hot pink phone twisting around me. “whatever, Nick.”
the shower turned off in the bathroom. i watched Jayden walk out of the bathroom, a towel wrapped around his waist, his body dripping wet. i stared at his closed door for a second, before i heard Nick shouting into the phone.
“whatever, Nick. i don’t have time for your shit. if you cant come, then its your damn loss,” i yelled, and slammed the phone down. i sat down on my bed, still looking at Jayden’s closed door. a sly smile spread across my face. maybe if i just “accidently” walked into his room right now…
my phone rang again. i sighed, thinking it was Nick. “what?” i answered.
“Lauren?”
“oh, angie, sorry, i thought you were nick.” i explained that my parents were gone for the weekend, but Nick had “other plans”.
“wow, sounds like you guys are finished. i would drop his sorry ass. i bet he’s over at Britney’s house right now, bang-”
“thanks, angie. i feel SOOO much better now.”
she laughed into the phone. “hey, is Jayden home?”
“yeah, why?”
“hmmm… what are you so upset over Nick for? if i were you, i’d be excited to have a weekend alone with my sexpot step-brother.”
“sex-what?”
“nevermind. come on, Laur, he’s sexy as hell. he’s fuckin gorgeous, and he’s a bad boy. there’s nothing sexier than a fine-ass bad boy. and you LIVE with him. no blood relation what-so-ever. if i were you, i’d put him over my knee and spank the-”
“alright already! christ, why don’t you come over here and fuck him then,” i said quietly so Jayden wouldn’t hear.
“shit, honey i would. but i know you got a thing for the kid.”
“no i don’t,”i said, sitting on my bed, facing the window, away from the door.
“yes you do.”
“he scares me.”
“oh geez, Laur, you need to do something WRONG in your life for once. shit, my mom’s callin me, let me let you go. i’ll call you later. we’re partying tomarrow night.”
“wait, no, Angie! my mom said-” i started, but she had already hung up. i sat my phone on the reciever and stood up to shut my blinds. i gasped, seeing Jayden’s reflection in my window. i spun around.
he stood there, in my room, wearing a pair of jeans that were hung low on his hips, revealing a pair of white boxers. a single thin gold chain dangled down his bare chest. “i scare you?”
“no,” i said, wondering how much he’d heard. “i wasn’t talking a-about you.”
he smirked, and stepped closer to me. i stepped back towards the still-open window.
“why’r you backin up then?”
“aren’t you going out with your friends?” i asked, changing the subject. “and why were you spying on me?”
Jayden shook his head and stood there infront of me. “where’s your preppy herb-ass boyfriend?”
he actually had it right for once. “we broke up,” i said, predicting the future. i shifted my weight onto one leg, and crossed my arms, wondering what he wanted. i glanced passed him, and into his open room where i could see his bed. stop it, Lauren, i told myself. his bed was tosseled, it looked like a tornado had ripped through his room. one probably had. i pictured myself ontop of his messy sheets, his solid body covering mine-
“lauren,” he said, and i looked at him.
“why are you still here?” i asked.
“why are you scared of me?”
“i didn’t say that.” i rolled my eyes then saw him reach into his pocket. he pulled out a swiss army knife and started toying with it.
“then why’d you tell your girl that i scare you? and who wants to fuck me?” he asked, still playing with the knife.
i do. “God, your so conceited.” was he trying to scare me with that damn knife? he could kill me right now. but if he wanted to tie me up and…
“come here.”
i blinked, not sure i heard him right. “huh?”
he tossed the knife onto my dresser. it spun once, then smacked against an old ballet music box. i looked at him and instead of repeating what he said, he motioned with his finger for me to go to him. i swallowed.
i took two steps towards him, and he grabbed me by the back of my neck, pulling me against him.
i gasped, his face lowered to mine, his lips purposely inches from mine.
“do you want to fuck me?” he asked quietly, his breath on my face.
i had not in any way been obvious about that. i swallowed hard. i looked at his lips and i realised i desperately wanted them all over me. badly.
i felt his hand grip my neck tighter and i gasped again as Jayden pressed his mouth against mine. his lips crushed mine, hard, like i knew he would. nothing with him was going to be soft, and i didn’t want it to be.
i stepped onto my bed, our lips locked, i was bent over to still reach him. i shrugged my cardigan from my shoulders, and he lifted my skimpy tank top over my breasts. we stopped kissing to get my tank over my head and soon i was unbuttoning my own jeans. he still had not removed a thing. i knelt down on my bed, him standing against it, and kissed him again. my hands roamed his bare chest, up and over his shoulders. i felt a scar across his back.
Jayden pushed me harshly back on my bed, my chest cleavage spilling out of the top of my bra. he yanked my jeans down my legs and tossed them on the floor. he got on my bed and knelt over me. he looped his fingers through my thong and didn’t hesitate to get rid of them.
“spread your legs.”
“jayden- my blinds- shut my- ooooooh God,” i moaned, and my back arched as he slid his tongue into my cunt. he moved his tongue up and down my slit, stopped and nibbled on my clit. i moaned loudly and gripped the back of his head, holding his face against my pussy. he spread my legs farther, pushing on my thighs as he licked and bit every inch between my legs. then he stopped and i let go of his head.
i sat up, breathless. “don’t stop, Jayden… please don’t stop,” i pleaded, and he shoved me back down.
“shut up, Lauren.” he said, and got up off my bed. he stood against it again, facing me, and unbuttoned his jeans. my pussy throbbed waiting for him to drop those damn jeans and stick his-
“come here,” he ordered and dropped his jeans to his ankles. he slid his boxers down as i knelt on the bed infront of him. my eyes widened at the size of his cock. he yanked me by the hair, not roughly, but enough to make me go to him faster. i grabbed his eight and a half inches with my hand and stroked it, kneeling infront of him, my ass in the air. he pulled my face against it until it touched my lips. “suck it.”
i released it and parted my lips, the tip of his dick feeling soft as it entered my mouth. he smelled like Irish Spring soap. i pulled it out of my mouth and ran my tongue up the vien under his dick, then swirled my tongue along his head.
“oh shit….” he moaned, holding my head. i cupped his balls with my hand, something Nick always liked. i felt my pussy growing wet again as i fucked my face with his cock. then i stopped and looked up at him, my lips feeling swollen from the friction.
“close the blinds, Jayden. the neighbors-”
“no,” he said and pushed my head back down. “let them see what a freak my step-sister is. is your pussy wet?”
i moaned as i sucked him off, then felt him bend over me and stick his fingers up my cunt. hard. “you’re wet as hell. you dirty little girl,” he laughed and took his fingers out of me.
i tongued his dick again. running it all around his head and up and down his cock. i deep throated, gagging at first, then relaxing and let it slide down my throat. i gripped his balls again, played with them in my hand.
“shit, Lauren, i’m gonna cum,” he said, then i felt him tighten. i wanted to know what he tasted like. i pumped my mouth faster up and down his dick, my hand beginning to jerk him off at the base of his dick. he moaned and i felt a hot liquid shoot into my mouth. i swallowed and took it all in, still sucking his dick until his was finished.
Jayden moaned as i pulled back, and i sat back on the bed, my legs spread, my mouth voilated from his huge dick. my jaw hurt, but i still wanted more. he stepped out of his jeans and knelt on the bed, naked with me now, except for my bra. his dick hardened again when he reached behind me and unfastened my bra, and took it off. he cupped my breasts in his hands, then pushed me back on my bed. he held my arms above my head and i spread my legs, letting him lay between them. he kissed and licked my tits, sucking on each nipple. i moaned and twisted beneath him, his gold chain dangling and sliding across my stomach everytime he moved. i closed my eyes, and groaned, biting my own lip to keep from screaming. it felt so damn good, he knew what he was doing. my back arched as he bit my nipple, my stomach against his chest. the chain once again felt cold on my stomach, adding a different sensation. my pussy throbbed and i wanted his dick in me. i tried to pry my arms free, but he gripped them tighter, holding them above my head.
he kissed my collar bone, then moved up to my chin. i opened my eyes as he kissed me again, the taste of his cum and my wetness mixing in our mouths. his lips crushed mine, and he released my arms. i wrapped my arms around his shoulders and gripped his hips with my knees as i parted my lips to let his tongue in. he sucked on my tongue, then sat back up again.
“turn around,” he ordered. but instead of waiting for me to turn over, he grabbed my hips and moved me himself. i was on my knees, bent over, my ass against his hips. i was well aware that if any of our neighbors were to look outside right now, they’d see just that.
the tip of his cock slid up and down my wet pussy. then in one quick motion, he slid his whole dick in me, causing me to cry out. he thrusted hard from behind me, and he held my hips so i couldn’t move. his hand reach reached around and found my clit. he massaged and pinched it, sending waves of shock through my body. i could barely stand it.
“oh God, Jayden… Jayden,” i moaned, my body ready to collapse from an on-coming orgasm.
he held me up with his left hand, his right hand still torturing my clit. “jayden, i’m gonna cum…” i cried out and my muscles tightened and released around his cock, my stomach cunvulsing in one big orgasm.
he pulled out and i collapsed onto my bed. he turned me over and spread my legs, so wide i almost screamed from the pain. he entered me again, so hard and fast i did scream. he thrusted slow then fast, hitting a spot that was about to send another orgasm through me. “oh my God…” i moaned. he fucked me for a few minutes, torturing my cunt with his dick. but before i could cum a second time, he pulled out.
“suck me off again, come here,” he said, then once again pulled me into a sitting position before i could move myself. he pushed my head down and i slid his cock into my mouth, tasting my own cum. i sucked fast, and felt his dick tighten and his balls tense. his cum shot into my mouth again and i continued to suck until he finished. i licked my lips and leaned back on my bed, my legs still spread for him.
Jayden’s chest rose and fell with his heavy breathing. he whiped sweat from his brow and leaned down over me. he brushed a thumb across my nipple, hardening it. “you gotta tight little body,” he said, smirking at me. he kissed my lips then sat back up. “turn over.”
i got back on my knees, and he said, “…facing your headboard.”
i turned around, then bent back over infront of him. he grabbed my wrists and put them on my headboard. i felt his hard cock against my ass and thighs as he kissed the back of my neck, then my shoulders and back. he stopped, then released one of my hands, the other still holding my hand against my headboard. he grabbed his cock and i felt him press it against my pussy. he entered me easily, i was dripping wet. he slid in and out of me slowly, i could feel his breath on my shoulder.
when his dick was well lubricated, he pulled out of me and i felt him press his dick against my asshole.
“Jayden-”
“shut up,” he said as he pushed his eight and a half inch cock into my tiny virgin ass.
i cried out and tried to move, but he grabbed my other hand again, this time both hands holding me against the headboard. my hands gripped the headboard, and i kept telling myself to relax. the more his cock slid in and out, the more i tried to relax my muscles. he slid it all the way in and i screamed. he let go of my hands and covered my mouth, my back against his chest, his other hand holding my stomach.
“does it hurt, Lauren?” he asked, breathlessly.
i groaned and he thrusted. his hand that was gripping my abs trailed down to my pussy. he found my clit and started rubbing. i felt myself pushing my ass against his dick now. he pinched and rubbed my clit.
“am i scaring you?” he asked, and i could tell he was smirking. he shoved his dick up further in me, then moved his hand from my clit to my nipples, taking his hand off my mouth. i moaned, dropping my head against his shoulder. he rubbed my clit again, and kissed my shoulder. then he shoved me foward, and i caught myself with my hands. with his cock having better access to my ass, he thrusted harder and faster. i was bent over against him, his hand gripping, rubbing, and pinching my clit.
“don’t stop,” i told him. “i want to cum again…”
“i want to cum in you,” he said, out of breath.
i gripped my bedsheets as he slowed, then he moaned as he came. he kept rubbing me as he shot a load into my ass, and i felt my body convulse with him. he pulled out and i collapsed face down onto my bed. my bed moved as he sat down, next to me, and caught his breath. he bent down and picked up his boxers and jeans. i couldn’t move. my ass throbbed, but the rest of me throbbed from the three orgasms he’d just given me. my bed shifted again when he got up. i head him snicker.
“what’s the matter? too much for you to handle?” he laughed and walked around my bed, pulling his boxers up, his dick now limp.
without moving, i looked up at him, my face half burried in my bed. “your such a dick.”
he slapped me hard on the ass.
“ow!” i yelled, jumping up and feeling a sting where he’d just hit me. i touched my ass.
“you love my dick.” he smirked, then left my room.
i layed back on my bed. i DID love his dick. maybe having a deliquent bad boy step-brother wasn’t so bad after all…
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I was sitting on the couch watching a movie gently scratching Cassondraâs head on my lap. We were waiting for our Mom to come home. Over the last week whenever we went out we acted like we were boyfriend and girlfriend so we could make out in public and when we were in the house we were almost constantly having sex. This was one of the rare times in the last week that my sister and I werenât fucking like crazy. Even now I found my hand creeping up her shirt; anxious to get some more of those beautiful breasts. Just as I got under her bra she took my hand off her tit.
âJake cut it out! Momâs going to be home any time now. I donât know about you but I donât want to explain to her why her son and daughter are fucking each other.â
âI guess youâre right.â I said as I removed my hand from her shirt.
Just as I did we heard a knock on the door and I got up to go answer it. I opened the door and saw a stunning woman at the door. It took me a few seconds to realize it was my Mom!
She looked pretty different then the last time I saw her. She lost some weight (even though she was never really fat to begin with.) She had the same sharp facial features. She changed her hair from her natural curly brunette hair to straight and blonde; in my opinion this look suited her better. Then there was her body which was always banginâ! She had 38 D cup breasts and at 38 years old they looked as good as ever! They looked even better because now her stomach was super flat. Her ass also looked juicier and her legs looked very sexy. She must have gotten a membership to a gym or something while I was at university.
âHey Jakey!â she said as she gave me a big hug.
âHey Mom.â I replied âWow you look great!â
âThanks honey Iâve been working out a lot over the last few years.â
Just then Cassondra walked into the room and my Momâs eyes lit up. They ran up to each other and embraced in a big hug. The comment that Cassondra said after we first had sex kept popping into my mind as I looked at my hot mom and sis hugging. Do Cass and Mom really have sex Or was she just kidding I intended to find out.
After Mom, Cass and I had dinner and caught up on each otherâs lives my Mom decided it was time to get ready for bed time. She went up to take a shower and I went up to my room and got my peephole ready; I wanted to see exactly how my Momâs body had changed.
My Mom walked into the bathroom wearing a t-shirt and jeans. She slowly took off her t-shirt; revealing a toned tummy and a conservative red bra that was containing her sexy D cups. Then she quickly unsnapped her bra and released her big tits. Her breasts were a thing of beauty. They were almost as perky as Cassondraâs but a full size bigger! Next she took off her jeans. She struggled a bit getting her tight jeans over her big ass but with a few jumps and wobbles she did it. She bent over to pick up her jeans and t-shirt giving me a good view of her perfect bubble butt. Just like Cassondra my mother had an even golden tan; they must tan nude in the backyard. Next she peeled off her underwear revealing a clean shaved pussy.
Just as she walked into the shower I heard Cassondra come into my room.
âThere you are. Iâve been waiting all day to fuck you!â she said âWhat are you doingâ
She walked over and looked into the peephole and saw the outline of my Mom washing her naked body in the shower. Instead of being angry or weirded out she simply stared and said
âWow she is really sexy isnât sheâ
âYou got that right Cass.â
After staring for a bit she turned to me and took my cock out of my pants.
âWe probably donât have enough time to have a good fuck but let me give you a blowjob.â She said as she stripped down to her bra and thong. She started sucking my shaft as I sat there. I petted her hair as her head bobbed up and down. Then I unhooked her bra, threw it aside and started rubbing her tits. In a short week my sister went from being an innocent virgin to a horny sex vixen. And she was damn good at what she did. I had never experienced a blowjob as good as hers before. I laid back as I felt myself about to cum. She pounced hard on my dick and deep throated my dick as I exploded in her mouth.
âmmmhâ she moaned as my hot cum oozed filled up her mouth. She swallowed as much as I put out and then she laughed
âI gotta stop swallowing so much, I hear cum is fattening.â
âhaha. You know you canât resist it.â I replied.
She put on her t-shirt and dancer shorts and put her bra and panties in the hamper. She sat back down and we talked for a bit. My Mom came out of the shower, giving both of us a clear view of her naked body.
âHey Cass.â
âYeah Jakeâ
âI was wondering, were you serious when you said you and Mom have hooked upâ
âYeah of course, we probably will tonight too.â
This thought made my dick stand up again. Cassondra noticed this and said
âYou know if you want to watch, you can hide in the closet and Iâll make sure we put on a good show for you.â
âEnough said!!!â I replied as I jumped up and practically ran into the closet in my Momâs bedroom. It was one of those closets with bars so I could easily see the entire bed.
I heard the bathroom door open and my mom say
âCass honey letâs go to bed.â
âOk mom.â
They walked into the room.
âHey Cass whereâs Jakeâ
âOh he went out tonight to catch up with an old friend.â
âOh I wish he told me.â My mom replied âbut oh well I guess that leaves us to ourselves.â
Cassondra got up, winked at me and turned off all of the lights except the one right above the bed. Now the bed was well lit but the corners of the room were dark so there was no was way my mom could see me in the closet.
Did I mention how much I loved my sister
My sister laid down on the bed and my Mom got on top of her and started kissing her neck.
âOh god I missed you pumpkin.â
âI missed you too mommy.â
My Mom took off her robe revealing her hot body. Then she took off Cassondraâs shirt and started licking her tits.
âOhhh Mommy.â moaned Cassondra. Then My Mom took off Cassondraâs shorts and started fingering her pussy as she continued to lick her boobs. Cassondra moaned harder and louder. My Mom didnât want Cassondra to cum just yet so she stopped fingering her and started kissing her passionately. As they were kissing they flipped around so that Cassondra was now on top and she had her tongue buried in my Momâs mouth.
Did I mention how horny I was right now I was sitting here watching my incredibly sexy sister and mom making out naked! I had to resist the extremely strong urge to jump in there and start fucking them both.
Next my Cassondra started sucking on momâs nipple. This time my Mom was the one moaning. She sounded so hot as she moaned and screamed Cassondraâs name to the sky. As she did this mom pushed Cassondraâs head further down her body and Cassondra started eating her out. Cass lightly started licking Momâs pussy. This sent shivers of pleasure down Momâs spine. As Momâs pussy started oozing Cassondra seemed to get hornier. Now she was going all out.
âOHHHH CASSSâ I heard my Mom moaning while rubbing her nipples
âLet me have some of that sweet pussy.â
Cassondra rotated her ass over to Mom while never taking her mouth off Momâs pussy. They were now in the 69 position eating each other out. My Mom reached around grabbed Cassondraâs luscious ass cheeks and brought her head up to get deeper into Cassâ tight pussy. Cassondraâs hands were splitting Momâs legs further apart to get easier access.
It seemed that my Mom found a good spot with her tongue as Cassondra started moaning like Iâve never heard her moan before. She took her mouth out of my Momâs pussy and looked up at the ceiling and moaned. A few moments later Cass orgasmed and her juices flowed freely over my Momâs face.
âOHHH thank you Mommy.â Cass said ânow let me return the favor.â
She rotated her body right side up and started sucking my Momâs tits while fingering her pussy.
âA little deeper honey.â
Cass buried her finger deeper
âThatâs the spot!â moaned Mom.
With her hand Cass reached deep into Momâs bubble butt and started fingering her anal with her pinky. My Mom couldnât take much more of this and soon exploded like Iâve never seen a girl do before. Her juices were oozing out of her pussy as freely as a waterfall. Cass started licking her pussy as the juices were oozing out.
âmmm your cum tastes gooood.â
Finally when it stopped Cassondra laid down on the bed next to Mom.
âGoodnight Cass.â
âGoodnight Mom.â
They cuddled close to each other and Cassondra gently sucked one of Momâs nipples.
I couldnât believe how hot that scene had just been. I donât even think that porn stars could put together a better lesbo scene than my very own mom and sister did!
I waited for them to drift asleep. When I heard them both softly snoring I crept out of the closet and snuck downstairs to the couch where I would be sleeping.
The next day I woke up and went into the kitchen to get something to eat. My Mom was in there with her robe open exposing a black thong and bra.
She smiled and said âGood morning Sleepyhead, Iâm making eggs. Just sit down and make yourself.â
âSure mom.â I sat down. I saw my Mom in a completely different light now. I always thought she was
extremely sexy but I always thought she was pretty innocent. After last nightâs performance the innocent
thing went right out the window. My new image of her as a sex vixen turned me on even more.
Cassondra came downstairs in a low cut tank top and thong and sat down across the table. I gave her a thumbs up as a sign of thanks for the show she put on yesterday. She smiled.
As my Mom bent down to put the plate of eggs in front of me I found myself gaping at her big beautiful breasts which looked like they were about to burst out of her bra at any time. I think she knew I was staring but she didnât say anything. She simply walked back to the sink and started washing the dishes.
After breakfast my Mom told Cassondra to go take a shower. After she heard the shower turn on she took a seat beside me.
âJake I saw you looking at my chest earlier.â
âum mom.â But before I could reply she cut me off
âOh Jake I thought this whole phase would have passed by now. I knew you used to sniff my undies and use your little peephole to spy on me in the shower but I thought you would have grown up by now
I was so embarrassed. My Mom knew this whole time that I wanted to fuck her
She continued
âI donât know what to do Jake. Do I need to send you to a psychiatristâ
âNo mom, that is definitely not necessary.â
âOk well then if you donât want to do that we are just going to have to start talking things over.â She continued âhave you had sex Jake Itâs alright if you havenâtâ
âYes Mom I have.â I couldnât believe I was talking about this to my Mom.
âHow many times And with how many different girlsâ
âI donât know mom a lot of times with a bunch of girls.â In my frustration I almost wanted to say that Iâve fucked Cassondra about 20 times this week alone.
âWell if you have, then why do you still have this obsession with your own motherâ
I decided to tell her the truth
âYouâre just way hotter than any of the girls at my university Mom.â I saw her face soften up so I continued, âI mean youâre perfect, you have breasts like pillows, a super fit body and a butt like Iâve never seen before. Honestly I think having sex with you would be better than having sex with the entire female student body at my school.â
My Mom was starting to blush. She took off her robe and said
âI think Iâve found a way for you to get over it. You can fuck me, just this once. And then youâll see that I am no different than any other girl.â
I couldnât believe what I was hearing. My childhood dream was about to come true!
âJust wait till Cassondra goes to sleep tonight. Then I will sneak downstairs and we can do it I guess.â She said half ashamed and half excited.
After hearing this I decided to come clean about Cass and I.
âum Mom, we donât have to shield Cassondra from anything. The truth is that in the week you were away
me and Cass fucked almost constantly.â
She had a stunned look on her face. Before she could talk I continued
âAnd I saw you and Cassondra fucking yesterday.â
Her face turned red with embarrassment
âYou saw thatâ
âYea Mom but donât worry I loved it. And donât you realize that since you had sex with Cass, and I had sex with Cass, and we are about to have sex with each other, we could just let go of all of the secrets and have a threesome!â
She thought about it for a moment and after a while a naughty smile crept over her face.
We went up to the bedroom and I laid down on the bed. The bathroom door opened. My Mom called out
âCass honey come into the bedroom please.â
Cassondra came in wearing a bra and thong quite like my momâs. My Mom took off her bra revealing her sexy D cup tits.
âCass, itâs come to my attention that youâve been fucking your brother and itâs come to Jakes attention that youâve been fucking me so Iâve decided to put it all together and have a threesome. So will you join usâ
âWith Pleasure!â she said as she quickly unsnapped her bra, took off her thong and jumped on to the bed. My Mom then slipped off her thong. There I was on the bed; my naked Mom on one side and my naked little sister on the other. I couldnât believe what I was going to get to do!
âWait till you see Jakeâs body mom, he is so hot!â
âCanât wait.â Said my mom as she licked her lips
My Mom took my shirt of and started rubbing my chest. My sister quickly dispatched of my pants and underwear. Cass started licking my balls. My Mom took notice of my 8 inch cock, but she wanted to take her time before she played with it. She sat on my stomach; I felt her cushiony butt cheeks on my chest. Then she on her knees over me and bent down and started French kissing me. She was an amazing kisser! I felt up her body as she kissed. After so many years of dreaming my Momâs body did not disappoint. In fact it felt better than any fantasy of mine. Her natural d cup breasts were so bouncy and soft. They cupped into my hands perfectly as I grabbed them. Her ass was simply indescribable. It had more fat on it than Cassondraâs whose was more muscly. But it was in no means flabby.
I felt Cassondraâs tight pussy on my dick. My Mom raised her ass and told me to split apart her ass cheeks so Cassondra could eat out her ass. I grabbed each luscious ass cheek hard and split them apart. I felt Cassondraâs hair on my hands as she started eating out my Momâs ass. My Mom stopped kissing me and moved her body forward. She dropped one of her big boobs in my mouth and I started sucking her sweet tits.
âOHHHHHâ my Mom moaned.
Cass and I were too busy to moan but my Mom had her mouth free at the moment. My cock exploded after a good 10 minutes of Cassondra hopping up and down on it. I was still horny as ever. Cassondra got off of my now limp cock and focused solely on my Momâs ass. I moved my mouth down from her tits to her pussy and I went to work. My Body rubbed with Cassondraâs. With my hands I started playing with Cassondraâs sexy boobs and every now and then we would kiss each other before going back to our Momâs pussy and ass. After a few more minutes of this oral pleasure my Mom exploded like she did last night. Cassondra and I licked up as much of our momâs juice as we could.
Before I knew it my cock was rock hard again. My Mom noticed this and said
âLet me return the favor honey.â
I stood up and Cassondra and my Mom got on their knees in front of me; bowing down to my 8 inch cock. Cassondra started licking my balls and my Mom went straight for the cock. I had never experienced double head before. It felt so good! They alternated sometimes but it was mostly my Mom that attended to my cock. Since I had just cummed a few moments ago it would take a while for me to cum again. My Mom and Cass didnât seem to mind. After a few more minutes I couldnât hold it any long and finally exploded (mostly in my Momâs mouth). Cassondra and Mom both looked up, opened their mouths wide and closed their eyes. I tried evenly dispersing my cum evenly between my Mom and Sis. After they noticed that my cum had stopped dripping they swallowed and opened their eyes. They started making out with each other on the ground and I took a moment to watch. I couldnât believe how hot they were!
After this sight my cock stood up again abnormally fast. Cass and Mom stopped making out. I lifted my Mom in my hands and dropped her on the bed. I turned her around and started rubbing her ass. She got up on her knees and stuck it out as far as she could. Her ass looked unbelievable!!! I stood up on the bed and brought my dick close to her pussy. My childhood dream of fucking my Mom was finally about to come true!
I started gently stroking my cock in and out of my momâs pussy. It felt amazing. Her big ass cheeks cushioned my cock as I fucked her, and her pussy was so tight and warm; she must not have sex often (with a guy anyways). I heard her moan as I thrust my cock deep into her pussy. Cassondra slid under my Mom and they once again started making out passionately.
âFuck me harder Jake.â my Mom whispered. I started going a bit faster. I reached around her leg and slid my hands down from her waist to her sleek stomach and I started rubbing it. As I fucked her harder I reached down further to her breasts. Her and Cassondraâs breasts were squished together. I jammed my hand in between and grabbed whatever I could. As I started going as hard as I could I grabbed my Momâs big tits and squeezed them tightly. This made her scream in pain and pleasure. She was screaming uncontrollably, she was about to orgasm again. Soon another scream joined her. It was
Cassondra, my Mom had been fingering her pussy and anal the whole time. I went as hard as I could and finally I cummed in my Momâs pussy. She exploded the same time I did and soon Cassondra couldnât take any more either and she orgasmed. We all went limp and fell on to the bed. I was again in the middle and Cassondra and Mom were on each side of me.
There we were lying on a bed which was soaked with our sweat and cum. We didnât speak for a while. It was for the best because no words could have done what we just did justice. We had a triple orgasm!
Finally my Mom said
âWow that was amazing!â
Cass and I agreed with her. She got up and went to the bathroom to clean up. I admired my Momâs beautiful body as she walked out the door. Cass and I were left on the bed. She cuddled close to me and started gently petting my cock; giving it acknowledgement for its outstand performance tonight. I stroked the small or her back; letting her silky blonde hair fall on my hand.
âCass you know I have to go back to school in a few days right.â
âUgh donât remind me.â She said in sadness and disgust âCanât you just miss a few weeks, I mean Iâve never had as much fun as Iâve had with you.â
I laughed
âItâs university Cass, I canât afford to miss many classes at all. But you still have a couple months off so how bout you come with me?â
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Playing Games on the Way Home
I am a single chunky dunk woman who plays with toys to satisfy my sexual cravings. It all started innocently on my way home from work. I would unhook my bra and slip it off the first few blocks from work. I took side streets to avoid a lot of traffic. I would always let down the car windows and open the sun roof. It excited my nipples to have my silky shirt rubbing freely over them. By the time I get home, I am ready for my toys. But that is another story.
It was not until I had been doing this little after work routine for quite some time that I noticed the street people or bums as most people call them where pretty numerous at this time of day. I quickly put two and two together. The street people eat early at the local free food service and then head over to the local shelter to try and get a bed before they run out for the night. Well, on the way home I cross right in their path. Working in the area, I recognize a lot of them by sight. So I started this little game with myself. On Monday, I would NOT take off my bra, but would unbutton my blouse far enough that my bra was easily seen if anyone (the street people) cared to look. On Tuesday, I would take off my bra and undo my shirt enough that they really saw the cleavage. I would continue each day letting them see a little more of me. On Friday, the bra was off and the shirt was completely open so that they could see all the titty they wanted. With the sun roof open, it was like a spot light shining right down on those perked up tits. The shirt had to stay on in case I saw a police car on my journey. I started realizing that I was getting grins and once in a while a whistle or holler out. It was kind of like giving them dessert on Friday night.
Some of the people had homes in the area but would eat at the local shelter to help make ends meet. In this area, they are either really old or hooked on something and this is all they can afford. The way I drove changed a little so that I could give my little dessert to more of them. I kept this up all summer when one evening I left later than normal. But it was Friday and I was glad to be out of the office for the weekend.
Was I surprised to see some of them still milling around even though I was coming thru a little later. One whistled and I grinned at him and kept on going. A block up, another one whistled and I smiled and waved. On the next stop sign there were a few crossing the street. They were hollering at me when one guy ran up from behind my car and with a knife stuck it to my throat and told me to put it in park and get out. I couldnât speed off, with a bunch of them in front of my car. Oh no- I was being car jacked! Or so I thought. I quickly put it in park and opened the door ready to run. More guys came around, everything happened so quickly. One jumped into my car and I heard the tires squeal as it went around the corner. I was quickly grabbed and pulled between some houses. I was surrounded by these guys and could not see much. Of course I was scared out of my mind. This is the part of town where you hear about murders and normally it is just news on the tv. You shrug it off as a drug deal or gang thing. Well, this time, I feared that it was going to be my life. What would people say, maybe drugs-not that anyone knew of? Maybe I was hiring a prostituteâbut, I would never do anything like that. I am not that kind of person. What would they say when they found my body. All this was running thru my head as I was being pushed and pulled between the houses and into an unattached garage. The side door to the garage was painted over so I could see very little. I was shoved down on an old couch that smelled really bad. These guys were hovering around me and talking while almost drooling on my boobs. Then the one with the knife spoke up and said I was going to get what I had coming to me. This scared me because he was rolling that knife in his fingers as he talked. A couple of the guys pulled off my shirt and I felt hands groping me from all around. I donât know how many of them there were, but it seemed like a lot. They used the knife and cut my slacks off of me and I was spread out on that couch with nothing but my panties on.
A light came on about that time and one of the guys was stripping down. He quickly was upon me, kissing me and rubbing my cunt like there was no tomorrow. I heard his pals egging him on and it didnât take him long to get my undies off and stick me with his dick. I was scared to move and there was no foreplay with this guy. Little did I realize how wet I was inside from the little game I played on the way home from work. I was thankful that I was wet so that he was not dry fucking me. It did not take him long to get his rocks off with all his pals cheering for him. As soon as he came, another one was on top of me. As he was biting on my nipples and finger fucking me, we were moved in unison onto an old coffee table right next to the couch. I could not figure out what was going on. It didnât take long to find out. About the time this guy inserted his hard dick in me, another guy was shoving his dick in my mouth. He slapped me and told me to âsuck it bitchâ. You can only imagine the thought going thru my mind as I started sucking on this eager little prick. The guy fucking me knew what he was doing; I was feeling really horny and was bucking back with him. I was losing myself in this trio thing we had going on. Just as I was about to cum, my fucker guy pulled out. I thought what the hell; I knew he hadnât cum yet. Then I felt hands rolling me on my side and my legs being spread apart. What the hey! Then I felt them putting something on my asshole. Oh no! I was getting butt fucked! A finger slid some slippery stuff in my ass as I let go of the dick I was sucking and let out a loud gasp. He started finger fucking my ass and the next thing I knew, someone was pushing the head of their dick at my ass door. It was going to hurt. I was trying not to tense up, but it hurt anyway. He forced the head of his dick right into my back door. OOHHHH it hurt so bad! I was tensed up and was trying to just breathe. Then the guy that was fucking me re-inserted in the front and went to town on me. I was in a daze. I had never been fucked in both holes at once! Well, I broke my own personal record when the guy at my head, grabbed me by the hair and forced me to take him in my mouth again. My insides were hurting so bad, but at the same time I wanted more. It did not take long for me to cum and these guys just kept on pounding me. I was building up to cum again when the guys started cumming. I was close to a peak when another set of guys started in on me. I was fucked, pinched and prodded in every hole. Some of them were gentle and some liked slapping at me. My tits and butt were so red. It seemed like hours before these guys stopped abusing my body. I hate to admit, I enjoyed cumming again and again. I donât know what time it was when they tied me up to a rafter. My arms were above my head and my feet barely touched the floor. I was gagged so that no one would hear me when they left. I heard talk of them going on a beer run. They just left me there all tied up and dripping bucket loads of cum out of me. I did not know how I could get loose. I was trying to swing myself hoping the rope would break, but it did not happen.
It was not long before they all came back. They of course had already been drinking and they brought more friends with them. I did not know what to do. I thought nothing of it that a couple of their friends had dogs with them. They were just out to party on a Friday night. Well, the guys were sitting around laughing about my predicament and pouring beer down my throat and all over my body. Of course, it caught the dogâs attention with the beer dribbling off of me. Next thing I knew, one of the dogs was sniffing my crotch. My arms were tied up tight and I couldnât do anything about it. I couldnât yell with the gag in my mouth. I was trying to kick at the dog when it got the guys attention. Oh no, I was not going to be kicking at his dog! With that, he and another guy came over and put ropes on my ankles and spread my legs apart and tied them to a cabinet on one side and the coffee table on the other. There take that bitch girl!
Once again the dog goes right for my dripping pussy. It was electrifying to feel the hot doggy tongue on my pussy. Then that long tongue of his went on up into my pussy and was coming up the front of me over my clit. This excited my clit and excited the guys looking on. They were getting excited over watching this dog eat me out. I was going into a daze with that dog lapping away on my pussy. It is unlike any man every going after it. I was not paying attention to what was going on around me; I was in a world of just me and the dog. The next thing I knew was that my ropes were untied and I was laid back down on that coffee table. I thought oh noâhere comes the fucking again. Well I was rightâkind of. They were tying me to the coffee table as the dog came up and was eating me out at a different angle. OOHHH it was not going to take much more for me to cum. Before I knew what happened next, this dog was up over me trying to stick me with his penis! I could not believe what I was seeing. One of the guys reached down and helped the dog guide into my already filled cunt hole. I was in shock! I was actually being fucked by this big oleâ dog. What was going on! He was pounding away so fast, I could not move. It felt like he was getting deeper and deeper when I felt it. His knot was starting to swell. I was still gagged and could not holler out. This dog was going to lock up with me. What was I going to do? About that time, these partying guys noticed the knot and were cheering him on. And then it happened. His knot went in my pussy and did not come out. OOWWW it was hurting. The dog pumped faster and faster. The knot kept growing and it was really hurting. I was having orgasm after orgasm when finally I felt him shoot his load forcefully into my deepest well. OOHHHH, I was cumming with him. I was cumming with this dog. I was his bitch! OOHHH, it felt like he put hot cum in me forever. And then it was over. I was still shuttering from my last orgasm and he was on top of my panting. I think he was smiling too. The next thing I know, he turned around and had his butt to me. The guys were all laughing when one of them suggested my butt needed to be to his also. They quickly untied me and turned me over. OH that hurt so badly because that big knot was still buried deep in me. But they did it and I was ass to ass with a dog. Then they got real quiet. They were waiting for the dog to POP out of me and sure enough, it took a few minutes and he did. It was so sudden, I felt like he sucked something out of me. Cum was just pouring out. The guys cheered me and poured beer down me until I passed out. I would wake up from time to time and they would be eating me, poking and prodding me. I donât know how many more times I got fucked that night but it seemed like it went on forever.
When I next woke up, I was untied and no one was around. I got up and had to pee like a race horse. They had a bucket that they had me peeing in the night before. I peed and saw my car keys lying on the table. I thought surely not! I could not find any clothes but did peek out and see my car in an alley behind the garage. What the heck. I made a mad dash for my car and got out of there. I got home and got in a hot tub. My pussy was so sore, I didnât know if I would be able to walk for a week. As I soaked in the tub, my mind was just reeling with the events from the night before. Would I play my little game going home from work anymore? Time will tell.
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