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Incest girl – Chapter Nine

Paula was awakened out of a sound sleep to find Bob Grover leaning over her, and suddenly she doubted her good sense in choosing to go braless that evening, for her blouse was open down the front and Mr. Grover’s hand was busy squeezing and caressing her bare tits.
“What’s going on?” she asked in a drowsy voice.
“A fine baby sitter you turned out to be,” he said. “We come home and find you sound asleep here on the couch. Burglars could have walked off with the kids, the silverware, the TV, and you wouldn’t have known anything about it.”
“I’m awfully sorry, Mr. Grover,” said Paula, “but it just got so late I couldn’t keep my eyes open any longer.”
What Paula didn’t tell him was that when she lay down on the couch she was completely pooped. She hadn’t expected their eleven-year-old son David could wear her out like he did. But it was her fault, she shouldn’t have gone into his bedroom in the first place. The Grover’s had been gone for well over an hour when she decided to check on the kids. She found the two young ones were sleeping soundly, then she went down the hall and stopped outside David’s door.
She opened the door a crack and peeked in. He had dropped off to sleep with the bedside light on. Paula could see him clearly. He had kicked the top sheet off and he was stark naked. She slipped inside his room and quietly closed the door behind her. Looking down on him she felt an urgent need to rub her pussy, an urge that she made no effort to hold back from doing. She remembered Mrs. Grover – Melinda – saying that once the boy was asleep, nothing would wake him. Paula hoped his mother was right.
Now, after what she sensed was about three hours, she was awake again, with David’s father leaning over her, giving her a reprimand for falling asleep on the job, ignoring the fact that he had her blouse open and his hand was fondling her bare tits.
“Where… where’s Mrs. Grover?” asked Paula.
“She’s upstairs,” said Bob Grover, “in our bedroom. She had too much to drink at the party. I helped her upstairs and got her undressed, before she passed out on the bed.”
“Mr. Grover, it’s late. I have to get home.”
“Sure, baby. I’ll take you home. But we’ll have a little fun first.”
Before Paula could even protest, he had his mouth firmly settled onto hers, his tongue moving into her mouth. Paula couldn’t help responding, and her immediate thought was that this man sure knew how to kiss. His hand on her titties was not idle either, and he soon had her aroused to the point where she felt there wasn’t any need for her to hurry home after all.
Three hours later, Paula was so thoroughly worked over and exhausted she couldn’t be sure when she was asleep and when she was awake. After Bob Grover had fucked her that first time, she went right off to sleep. But she didn’t sleep long. She woke up to find him fucking her again, this time in a different position. And so it went, each time being awakened to be fucked in a different way. How many times had it been? Three? Or was it four? Paula couldn’t be sure. But that last time – that really woke her up, when she found herself on her knees and he put his cock right up her ass!
Now she was lying face down on the couch and he was on top of her, his cock still deeply imbedded in her ass.
“You asleep, baby?”
“You’re sure a hot little piece of ass. You know that?”
“Thanks.”
“I’ve sure enjoyed fucking you.”
“I thought you did.”
“You enjoyed it too, didn’t you?”
“Sure. Couldn’t you tell?”
He laughed. “Well, it sure, seemed like it, when you sucked me off. Oh, that felt nice, having my cock in your mouth.”
“That seems like hours ago,” sighed Paula.
“It was, when we were just getting started.”
“Yes… I remember now.”
“We’re going to do a lot of this from now on, baby,” he told her. “You’re going to baby-sit for us a lot – and I’ll take you home after. You’ll find out how many ways there are to fuck in a parked car.”
“Do you know why I enjoy fucking you so much?”
“I guess you like to make it with young girls,” said Paula.
He laughed softly. “Do you know why I put my cock up your ass?”
“You have a thing for young girls’ asses?”
“Sure. Especially your luscious little ass. But it’s more than that. I figure your old man owes me.”
“Daddy? How?”
“My wife Melinda, has been his secretary for the past three years. She stays late at the office – two, three nights a week – until nine o’clock. I figured she and your father had work that had tote done. What a dumb ass I was!”
“You mean they didn’t?” asked Paula. She had no intention of letting Bob Grover know that she knew his wife and her father were making out together. That was the last thing she wanted.
“Hell, no! Each night she works late, I call for her at nine and bring her home. The other night I was early – got there at eight – so I figured I’d go on up to the office and keep her company, read a magazine or something, while I waited for her. What a surprise I got!”
“What happened?”
“I went up to your father’s office and went in. There was nobody around. The door to your father’s private office was partly open and I heard strange sounds coming from there. So I went over to the door and looked in.”
“What did you see?” asked Paula, no longer sleepy.
“I saw your father and my wife Melinda – both of them stark naked!”
“Ooohhh…” said Paula.
“Your father was standing up and Melinda was on her knees in front of him, sucking his cock. Damn, did she ever give, him a blow job! When she finished, she got up, went over to the couch and sat down. Your father got down between her legs and started eating her pussy. He brought her off twice, then he got her down on the couch, got on top of her and fucked her.”
“Oh!” Paula gasped. “What did you do?”
“I kept very quiet and watched,” he replied. “They were on that couch for a full half-hour. Your old man humped her twice. I figured that was the end of the show, but I was wrong. After a while, they got up from the couch and moved over to the desk. Your old man had her lean over the desk, then he grabbed her by the hips and put his cock up her ass!”
“And they never found out you were there, watching?” asked Paula.
“No. I went down to the car and waited for Melinda. At nine o’clock she came down and got into the car. She talked about her work and you’d never guess she’d just got laid.”
“I guess you were pretty mad,” said Paula.
“I was,” he said, “but now that I’m fucking you, I don’t feel so cheated. Your old man fucks my wife and I fuck his daughter.”
“Then you’re even?”
“Well… maybe not quite. That bastard of a father of yours has a three-year head start on me. I have to make up for that. You have a very beautiful mother and after I’ve fucked her and put my cock up her lovely ass, maybe I’ll feel I’m even.”
“You’re going to fuck my mother?”
“First chance I get.”
“Good luck,” said Paula.

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“MOM CODE I”

Mothers Code
By Blueheatt
….. For some reason, all us mothers have a code that is taboo to ever talk about. We don’t talk about our sexual feelings for our sons or daughters. It’s somehow so taboo, so unthinkable, so naughty, we never talk about it. (except in low whispers with a friend who will never ever tell we talked about ‘it’)
Mothers will say (outwardly) how disgusting, sick, weird or say that any sexual feelings about our sons or daughters is just nasty. They’ll say how a mother that does that should be somehow punished, their kids taken away from them, shunned, and be outcasts from society.
Oh…. you may have a very close friend that you talk in whispers to, maybe after a few drinks, that will express her true feelings about her sexual feelings about her kids. I had such a friend.
We broke the code…..
…..and It stayed broken between us.
Every chance we got, we talked about it, because?…it made us excited sexually, plain and simple. Let’s just call me, Julie, and her Lynn.
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A few years back we both had 12 years olds, my boy, and her girl. We were comparing notes about them. A few glasses of wine, and I broke the code. I asked her if she ever got turned on when she felt her little girls body. She got quiet for a while. Then a devilish smile, she leaned real close to me and whispered: (“…oh god Julie!, you too?”) and that was the start of us talking hush hush about our sexual feelings about our kids.
Our husbands were out of town one weekend, and I wanted her to spend the night with me. We put the kids in other rooms and we got together in my bed. We both were dying to talk privately together. We said just talking bout it was making us both hot and turned on, big time. We turned out all but a night light and closed and locked the door. It was all quiet now, total privacy. We were both getting wet in anticipation. She whispered: (“ Before we start, ..do you masturbate?..”), I giggled and said (“….hell yes!..”) She smiled big and said: (“When I secretly think about my girl touching me, or me touching her, I always like to masturbate while I think about it….do you mind?”) I said: (“..may I join you?”), we giggled quietly. We took off our panties, opened our legs and started in rubbing our vagina‘s. Our open legs touched and that made it all the more exciting. Masturbating together with a close friend was very hot, and very taboo.
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She told me how it first started with her,….
When she gave her little girl, about 9yrs old, a bath, is when she first got the ’tingles’. Feeling her smooth little body all over while washing her was more and more a turn on. The little girl liked it when mommy washed her little vagina, and giggled. One time she got brave and got in the bathtub naked with her.
Her little girl was wowed at mommy’s big titties and the hair between her legs. She asked: “Mommy, can I touch your titties?” Lynn told her:
“Oh yes, I’m your mommy, it’s ’ok’ to do that.”
“Julie, my little girl started touching, feeling, then stared my nipples. She then just started sucking on my nipples and playing with them. I got so hot when she did that, I closed my eyes and gasp for air.
Then she felt my pubic hair, and ran her little fingers through it and she liked to comb it with her fingers as a comb. Then she rubbed her little face on it.
The first time I let her do that, I orgasmed hard, and shivered and shook. She smiled and asked if I was cold. I said:…. “Oh no…(gasp)….mommy just got a nice feeling from her doing that.” She said she got tingles when she touched her little bump, right here. She opened her little legs wide, looked down, and put her finger on her little clit.
I should have felt very guilty….but I didn’t…it felt good to have a wonderfully intense orgasm that way, and I wanted more. I told her that all this was our ’girls secret’ and to never tell what we did in the bathtub. ….’Ok?’ She, at 9yrs old then, said she would never tell anyone ever, and that was our secret just between her and I,…………. and she never has.
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Lynn’s story got me so hot… I felt dizzy. My fingers were wet from feeling my vagina, and my clit was so sensitive, I could hardly touch it.
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I told how I started getting tingles in my vagina when I felt my son’s body. Dressing him, bathing him, and feeling him for no other reason that to get a sexual feeling. Little boys are more curious and he loved to look at my tits. I let him take long looks while I dressed or changed clothes. I slowly put on or took of my bra. I felt my own tits and played with my nipples as he watch, wide eyed. At nine years old, we too had a talk about secrets and I made him understand. He agreed and to this day we have our ’little secret.’ He got little hardons now, and ’mommy’ would rub it and make it feel good. He love that, and if we were alone, he would request we go do ’that’ we called it. I would take him in the bathroom and lock the door. I loved jacking on his little dick and the first time he had a little shot of white cum shoot out….I orgasmed.
It was so hot as I held his little dick in my hand and felt his first cum between my fingers. When he left, I got really bold and licked my fingers… his little cum was erotic tasting and I orgasmed again when it touched my tongue.
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We both were now breathing hard after telling the events so far. We closed our eyes and rubbed our vagina’s faster. I felt her hand grab my leg to steady herself. She was trying not to moan as she lifted up her hips up high and shook as she had a big intense orgasm. I was right with her, and steadied my self with my hand on her leg too. I unconsciously squeezed her leg as I moaned and lifted my hips high,….shook hard and had a big orgasm too. We shook for a while, and moaned quietly. Our hands still on each others legs. Feeling each others orgasms that way was a very erotic event we had never had before. We lay quiet…then she whispered:….(“….I think (gasp) we’ve found a new turn on, Julie.” )…I agreed and whispered back: (“..Later, I think (deep breath) I think next time I would like to turn around, so we can face each others vaginas (gasp) and we can watch us do ’that’ again, I have a powerful urge to watch your vagina orgasm, very close up next time.”)
It was a very exciting and wonderful night. We’ll keep what we did late in the night….very private,…..for now.
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Well I’m here to finally talk about the ‘code’. We both felt, if our kids said they didn’t want do something, we would always honor that and not do it, but so far, that has never happened.
Our kids are a little older now, and we still have our special ‘secret’. Her daughter and her still go in the bathroom and have their ‘private’ time, my son comes in my room and we too have our….’private’ time. Sneaking a hot feel still takes my breath away. We get so hot so fast when you only have a short time to touch our body’s.
Now days, I can make him cum in my hand in a short time. He can make me orgasm so fast, I almost faint. Lynn and her daughter carry little vibaratiors with them and can orgasm each other fast without moaning…(usually,)….. (I’ve heard them as I listened at the bathroom door before…that always gets me so hot.)
What they don’t know is Julie and Lynn, we have our, ‘private’ time too, when we talk about the latest happenings with our growing kids. We wait until we can spend the night all alone with each other, we get naked, and…..well…. the story’s gets us so hot we…..turn off all the lights……
(whispering….”do you mind if I put my hand on your leg Lynn?” …“Of course not Julie, you know you always can,…. Wow, your trembling, you must have a hot story for tonight. If you don‘t mind, I think I‘ll put my hand on your warm leg and just masturbate while you tell it.”
(This was the way we like to tell the latest hot story’s. Somehow the human contact, makes us so very hot as we talk.)
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“….Well, (gasp, pause), you better hold my leg tight as I tell you about my son. Last week he reached up under my dress, then sliding his hand down my panties and ran his finger down the center of my vagina, in the middle of my living room!” ….“Oh god Julie!, I would have loved to feel that!”
“Well Lynn,…(gasp)….I was standing there in my living room when I felt my sons warm hands wrap around me. He started kissing me on the neck and feeling my tits so good, I lost my breath….next thing I know, I feel his hand slide up my leg. Inching up slowly to the top of my panties. Then I feel his warm hand move down inside my panties and slowly slide down my lower tummy, headed right for my already damp vagina. I felt his finger combing thru my pubic hair, and on to my vagina…I shivered with anticipation, hoping where his finger was headed. He found it….. my wet clit, and his finger danced around it. Oh Lynn…my knees got weak, I got hot flashes and pushed my vagina to his finger. I felt his hardon against my butt cheeks. I reached around and pulled his hips tight to my butt cheeks. Oh god Lynn…his finger was massaging my clit now, right in the living room, where anyone walking or even driving by might see us! I finally whispered to him: (“It’s mom’s turn, son.”) I turned around and un zipped his pants. I reached in and he wasn’t wearing any underwear. (gasp)…my heart was beating fast as I felt his big warm dick. I carefully pulled out his dick, and started stroking it. My back was to the windows, but he had my skirt pulled up and had pulled my panties down some. The risk was so intense, I felt my vagina start to seeping more juices. I couldn’t think…did I lock that door?….I didn’t know for sure…his finger on my clit was causing my brain not to work…all I knew was I wanted to orgasm so bad and now. He knew it too, and started rubbing my clit firmer and firmer while squeezing my tits. I cupped one hand over the head of his dick…I was going to make him cum big and I wanted to catch it all in my hand. It all happen so fast. I felt my orgasm building up and up and I tried not moan loud but I just couldn’t and let out a “ Oh Baby…Yes!!!!”…and my knees buckled as I had a glorious orgasm just as he shot hot cum in my hand. He filled it up so fast, I had to rub some on my vagina to keep it from spilling out on the floor. He kissed me and told me what a beautiful mom I was and that I was the best mom in the whole world. My head was spinning as I kissed him back and let my tongue do the talking. We were both so weak but managed to keep standing. We straightened up, I just left his cum on my pubic hair, and pulled my panties up over it. We sat down and panted as I leaned my head on his shoulder.
The door opened.
I forgot to lock it! My husband came carrying some stuff and just said: “Hi folks,” and didn’t even hardly notice us. I spent the rest of the day with my sons cum in my pubic hair so I could sneak a feel with my fingers and a taste and smell if I was careful too.”
Lynn was breathing hard and rubbing her vagina. Her fingers dug into my leg as her hips squirmed. I was really hot too, watching her and feeling my own vagina and feeling her hot leg. I don’t know where I got the courage to say this, but I nervously whispered to her: (“did you (gasp) need some help reaching your climax, Lynn?” )…She moaned and whispered back: (“..if you’ll do me,…(gasp)…I’ll do you Julie.” )
We had never done that before. We had the best and most wonderful night we‘d ever had….with our ‘private time’.
The next night we got to be alone again. We got naked with a low light, while she told of her and her daughters latest encounter. This time we had taken us to the next step. We had whispered about doing ‘a little more’ between us. Our trembling hands ventured out to our desires.
I had my hand resting on her pubic hair and she had hers on mine. We very slowly started fingered each other as she told her story. Our fingers trembled with the new pleasure. My heart was beating with excitement. Lynn rolled toward me, and rested her face on my tit as she talked. Soon her leg slowly moved over mine. I was so excited, I know she felt the wetness in my vagina as she eased her fingers slowly in it. I know I sure did in hers, as my fingers were so wet as I massaged her big clit. (She had big one too, and I loved playing with it, making her gasp.) We loved the way we told our stories in our new positions. We had new urges and they were very taboo and very exciting. We kept them totally secret and private. It was getting so we liked feeling each other as much as we did our own kids and we both knew it. We both secretly wanted to do more each time.
Lynn had another story……
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“Well, Julie….(big breath)….last weekend my husband and my daughters boyfriend went on a overnight fishing trip. We had the whole house to ourselves all night. We both got hot when we found out. The minute they left, my daughter and I headed to have a private shower. Oh Julie, her tits are bigger now, I loved to get behind her and feel them in the warm soapy water. She reached back and rubbed my vagina so good. Something was driving us to get closer and do more. We had never had ‘girl sex’ but she was leading the way. I didn’t resist at all Julie …I couldn’t …I was weak and felt it was going to happen…..Then she whispered in my ear:
(“mom…let’s ‘do us‘…ok?, please?”) …then she kissed me, long and so wet. I froze as I felt her tongue slip slightly in my mouth. I was kinda in shock but the jolt in my vagina was awesome! We had never kissed like that, ever before.
I whispered, out of breath: (“Oh my (gasp)….my little girl is growing up and wants to do more now?”)
(I didn’t quite know what ‘do us’ meant.) She said that she likes guys and sometimes girls to play with. We had never done ‘do us‘, but I was game as I loved feeling her body. We felt us in the warm soapy water and she showed me how she liked to have me massage her little clit, as she did mine. This was new for us and we got real hot and out of breath. I got weak as she rubbed my clit so fast I…..I…well…I orgasmed right in the shower.
I just couldn’t help it Julie! She held me close and tight. She kissed my neck and rubbed her own clit fast and then….shivered and moaned:…(“….ohhhhh mom!,…. I want you in bed so bad.”)….I got a tingle shock in my vagina!
Julie, it was so naughty and so taboo but so exciting, We held our wet soapy butt cheeks and I started rubbing her clit fast….then, she moaned so long and shuddered as we parted our legs and pressed and ground our soapy clits together.
Julie….mom’s and daughter’s making each other orgasm was so risky if anyone ever found out…I got so hot as she washed me slowly to cool me down. I wanted this wonderful shower to last and last. We finally got out, so weak, dried off and got into bed and just felt each others naked body’s for a long time.
Julie, she’s was just like me and loves the feel a female body on her hands and fingers.
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Feeling Lynn’s hot body against mine was reminding me of a time when my son crawled in bed with me. I started telling her this story. I pulled Lynn close to me as we felt each others body’s. Our fingers doing our thing.
“Lynn, I’ve got a story about when my son crawled in bed with me one time.” She said: “Oh good!,…. but I need to orgasm real bad, will you help me after words?” I said: “Of course, I whispered: (we’ll do a cross masturbation after words)…Ok?” She squeezed my vagina and said: “Ok!!!” We had talked about masturbating each other and how…‘someday’ we ‘might’ try it.
“ Well Lynn, my husband had just left for work. My son knew I was alone in bed. He was about 13 then, and no school that day. I took advantage when he got under the covers in my bed and rolled him on top of me. Oh Lynn….he felt so good on me in only his little boxers. I felt his back and legs and soon his growing boner started pressing against my vagina. He said he had a really hot dream. He didn’t say who the girl was, but did say she was older, about my age. I asked him if he had a ’wet’ dream about this girl. He said no, he woke up before they could have sex. I knew ‘this’ mom could make him cum big, so took more advantage. I ask him to describe the girl. Lynn, he described me in every detail. I said:…“Awww that’s to bad you woke up before you two could have hot sex.” I pulled the covers up over us and said why don’t you put your boner between my legs and we’ll pretend I’m that girl. He sleepily reached down and pulled out his boner and put it between my legs. I had my panties on and I felt his warm boner against my inner legs and vagina. I clamped my legs together tight and rubbed his body wildly. He started pumping me and breathing heavy. I took his hands and put them on my tits. I started whispering in his ear: (….”..oh yes baby…oh hell yes…cum in me… oh jeeez you feel so good in me!…fuck me baby…take me…take it home baby…Oh….OH….OH!…..EEEEYES!.. I felt him explode between my legs as he moaned ..”Oh…OH… MOM!”…
(mom?)…I knew he was having a dream about me!, and his slip of the tongue verified it. He flooded my legs and soaked my panties outside my vagina. He collapsed on me as I rubbed his smooth body over and over as his boner just kept pulsating the last of his cum out between my legs.
Ok, I admit it, I orgasmed when his hot cum shot out and I felt it on my vagina. Lynn, it was the closest ever, to him having sex with me. It was so wonderful, I’ll never forget it…ever.
Lynn was straining for me to finger her faster, and I was so ready for her to do the same. I turned so we faced each other and we fingered each other and bucked our hips together. She grabbed my fingers and speeded them up in her vagina. My thumb rubbed across her clit as she felt my G spot in my vagina. It started…. we took short gasping breaths…and here it came…our first dual climax, as it jolted us and peaked! I almost cried as we moaned and squirmed out of control, we both moaned…“YES BABY YES!!!yesyesyesyesyes!!!!!!!!!, and shook hard!
…We held each others hand that was in our vaginas and guided it in and out to where the peek feeling was. We were so spent we slowly just let the pulses have their way and felt the spasms prevail.
We kinda passed out for a while. Then later, still moaning and holding each other we drifted to sleep.
Her daughter and my son came over the next day, they just happened to arrive at the same time. Lynn and I ended up in the kitchen talking. I looked around the corner at my son, and he and her daughter were sitting close and talking. Soon his arm went up on the back of the couch and she scooted closer. (“Lynn,” I whispered, “come look.”)…she looked and started to grin. Her daughter came in and said she had been playing tennis and could she take a quick shower. I said ’Sure, go right ahead.’ We continued to talk and then I noticed my son was gone. We listened quietly. I tip toed to the bathroom door. I heard them giggling quietly. I motioned for Lynn to come listen…we both grinned and quietly tip toed away.
We sat in the kitchen and talked. Soon her daughter came in smiling with her wet hair. A few minutes later my son came in…wet hair.
Lynn whispered: (“Look as his wet hair Julie!….do you think they took a shower together???”)
Her daughter had to go somewhere and my son walked her to her car. He leaned his elbows on her window sill, as they talked, and we watched. He looked around and gave her a long hot kiss. We giggled and wondered what was going to become of this. We talked quietly. “Julie, if they compare notes….oh my god! Their two moms are ‘feelers‘ and they both love it, and we both know they like to feel and touch us also.
I wonder of our ‘little secret’ will come out when they talk? We better have a talk with them and let them know it’s ‘ok’, to share our secret with only them.”
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*Julie and Lynn were to late. Jen, Lynn’s daughter, and Ken, Julie’s son had already talked and shared with them only, the ‘little secret’. Ken told his mom Julie later in private, Jen ask him if his mom, like hers, well….a….sort of…..a…..feel him extra good. Ken said hell yes and I like it. Jen said ‘oh my god!’ I love it when my mom feels me too! Secret out, but only with the two of them. Then the feeling and touching urge between the two of them skyrocketed. This happened while they sat on the couch. They planned their first ‘feel up’ in the shower. Ken told his mom Julie, “Finally a girl who like to be felt up all the time! She likes to feel me up too. We went crazy in the bathroom, we took each others clothes off in a flash. Feeling us up all the way. Then….well that’s all I’m going to say for now, mom. Julie smiled and felt his big boner and said: “You don’t need to say anymore son. Jen and Lynn are the only ones we can ever share our ’little secret’ with. When the time comes, I’ll tell you what Lynn and I talk bout in private.” “Mom, I had no idea that Jen and Lynn were ’feelers’ like us.” Ken felt his mom’s tits and kissed her neck and said: “I think were all gonna like what’s coming ahead.” He felt his mom’s ass as she pulled him in tight to her pussy and whispered in his ear: (“Oh baby, (gasp) I know we will“………)
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A dirty conversation Ch. 2

Read the first two instalments before hand. I post a thousand words or so a chapter. This may not be the best story for those looking for a quick get off.

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The Au Pair – Part 3

Before I knew it, another 6 months had passed. I had spent those months screwing both of my employers. Sometimes, I’d have sex with them both on the same day. Sometimes I’d let John watch me screw his wife. Ann never knew that of course. As far as she was concerned, our sex sessions were her way at getting back at her husband for screwing his business partner. She had no idea he had stopped fucking her months ago and was now fucking me. She had no idea that when John went on his “business trips” he was taking me with him instead of Sharon, his business partner. She had no idea that he was spending his lunch hour every single day fucking me in all the rooms of her house. She was absolutely clueless.
Sometimes after we’d had sex she would talk about John. She talked about how much she loved him, and how she never felt enough for him because she always thought about sex as a chore; something she had to do to make the family she had craved her entire life. She’d tell me how unadventurous she was in bed; and how she never enjoyed sex until I came along. After 6 months of fucking her every opportunity I got, she finally told me what her ultimate fantasy was.
“Jessica, are you a lesbian?” She asked one day after we had sex in the shower.
I was towelling my hair dry while I stood completely naked in front of her. No-one had ever asked me that question directly, so I was a little taken aback about how to answer.
“I sleep with women if that’s what you’re asking. But of course you know that already” I bent down and gave her right breast a tender suck. She inhaled deeply as my tongue swept across her nipples and I felt it go hard.
“Have you ever slept with a man?” She giggled as she gently pushed my hair from my face so she could watch my tongue action across her nipple. I gave it a little nibble as her back arched pushing her tit further into my face.
As I pulled away from her breast, I slipped my hand between her legs and began rubbing her clit while I tried to think of a way to answer her question without telling her I had fucked her husband less than an hour ago in the back of his car.
“Yeah, I sleep with men as well as women.”
She was no longer interested in what I had to say, she was totally lost in what my fingers were doing inside her. I knelt in front of her as she spread her legs more; giving me and my tongue access to her wet and throbbing pussy. I gently kissed her thighs while my hand had taken over playing with her tits. My kisses worked their way up to her lips. I gently licked the outside of her pussy. Ann had her hands on my head guiding me where she wanted me. After a few moments teasing her, I slid my tongue onto her clit. She squealed and began rolling her hips, thrusting her cunt into my face. She grinded against my face; clearly enjoying what I was doing.
I reached for the dildo and began fucking her with it. Her moans grew louder and her breathing grew heavier. She was close to Cumming. I could tell.
“Oh, Jess, Jessica? I want you to fuck me and John” She managed between laboured breaths.
I stopped what I was doing and looked at her. She could tell I was shocked, so she explained what she meant.
“Please don’t stop what you were doing, I’m really close to an orgasm and I’d like to finish before you go and collect the twins from school. I’ll explain while you continue fucking me”
It still shocked me when I heard this elegant and rather posh lady speak so crudely. But it really turned me on, so I continued with the dildo.
“It’s my fantasy Jessica. I wan..Oh yeah, there, that feels good. I want my husband to watch as you do this to me. I want him to see me do it to youuuuu, mmm…right there…fuck…and I want to watch him fuck you!”
She was getting off on talking like this. She was getting wetter the more she divulged her fantasy to me. She came pretty quickly and I wasn’t sure if it was because of me or because of the things she was thinking and talking about. As I stood up, I gently kissed her pussy as she tried to catch her breath. She wriggled as her sensitive clit brushed against my lips.
“Would John be up for that?” I asked innocently, knowing full well he would be.
“I’ve seen the way he looks at you Jessica. He wants you bad” I felt myself blush; wondering if she knew he had already had me just as much as she had. “I’m positive he will be up for it. I was thinking, maybe, maybe for his birthday? My mother would have the twins overnight, so I could make him a romantic meal, and then you could be his birthday present. What do you think?”
“Wow. You’ve really thought about this haven’t you?” I was torn about what I wanted. Threesomes are hot. And I’ve always got off on watching other people have sex, but I like sleeping with John on the sly. Surely it wouldn’t be a secret if Ann watched us fucking? I’d have to speak to John. Find out how he felt about it.
“Well…it’s just a thought” Ann replied hurriedly, almost embarrassed about bringing the subject up in the first place. I walked over to her and cupped her face, I leant in and kissed her gently; my tongue swept across her lips parting them slightly. After some hesitation, she kissed me back.
“I have to collect the twins, and you have to go back to work so no-one knows you spent 3 hours fucking me in the shower” I grinned at her. She grinned back, remembering the afternoon we had spent together. “We’ll talk later, I promise.”
I didn’t hear a sound as I washed the dishes that night after dinner. Ann was putting the twins to bed, and I had no idea John was even home until I felt his large hands cup my breast from behind; and felt his lips against my neck. The bulge against my ass cheeks confirmed it was John.
“Mm, Ann will be down soon so you had best stop”
“I don’t want to stop. I want to fuck you again. Here and now. How about I bend you over the sink and fuck you hard from behind?” He carried on squeezing my tits and kissing my neck. It felt good. I could feel my pussy tingle with desire. He slid his hand down my top and into my bra and began twisting and pinching my nipples. I let out a low and soft moan. This felt even better than it did 30 seconds ago.
“Ann is going to come down any second. Then our little arrangement is over and done with. Is that what you want? Mm mm… feels good though” I giggled
“She won’t be down for ages yet. The twins are still in the bath, and then she has to read them a story while they fall asleep. We have plenty of time for a quickie”
Before I really had time to think, he took his hands from inside my bra; slipped them down my waist, pulled up my denim skirt; and pulled down my knickers. I stood there gasping as he took his cock out of his trousers. He pushed my head forward so I was bent over the sink and entered me in one quick swift movement. I let out a gasp as he thrust further into me. He roughly covered my mouth as he gathered a fast thrusting momentum.
“Don’t make a fucking sound!”
“Mm mm mmm…” was all I managed to muffle through his tight grip on my face.
He thrust hard and fast into my pussy. We both came really quickly. We had just finished buttoning ourselves up when Ann walked down the rear stairwell. I was hot and flustered so quickly finished the dishes and went to bed for the night. I never got a chance to speak with John about the threesome, but after today’s sex sessions with them both, I’m definitely up for letting them both watch me fuck the other. Thinking about watching them fuck each other was all I could think about as I finger fucked myself that night in bed. It was definitely doing to be a night to remember. I couldn’t wait, and neither could my pussy.

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Hailey’s First Date

This is the second installment to ‘A Surprise in the Shower: Hailey’s First Time’. Any and all comments and criticisms are highly appreciated. Sorry for the delay in the sequel but I have a demanding occupation and an engrossing social life. Enjoy!
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He awoke with the sun casting golden slits on the empty side of his bed. The bed was a king, soft yet firm, and for all its size the two of them only took up one corner. Him, and his daughter. He had trouble coming to terms with the reality he had helped arrange. She was half on top of him, a leg and an arm stretch out over him as his daughter’s naked body pressed against his.
It all came to him so suddenly, like the waking of a dream that brought him back to the real world. Him and his little girl had made love, he remembered. First, in the shower, where passion and lust overtook them. Then they had fallen asleep in each other’s arms, here in the bed that he had shared with his wife for the past fifteen years, only to make love in it in the middle of the night when he had awoken to his daughter’s eager mouth on his swelling cock.
As sleep faded, he realized he was hard once again. He had not felt so vigorous since he was in his twenties and sleeping with multiple women a month until he had found his wife. Now, fourteen year old Hailey’s body, the sweet little girl he helped bring into this world, was sprawled on top of him not wearing a single bit of clothing. A thin sheet covered the two of them, but he could see right down it to where her firm breasts pressed into the right side of his chest. She had not dried her hair after their shower together and now it hung on him and her in a thick brown frizz.
His cock stirred, rising and pressing against the base of her cute butt. He could still feel the heat from between her legs, and that only excited his passion even more.
“Good morning, daddy,” he heard his daughter say, her voice still heavy with sleep. He met her eyes, those big beautiful brown eyes that had captivated him for so long now had a different effect. Her plump lips met his, and he kissed her while palming her thigh with one hand and her lower back with the other, pulling her into him as their tongues met. He felt as he could not be close enough to his little girl.
“Good morning, baby,” he replied after they had broken their kiss. “How did you sleep?” he asked, moving some of her hair out of the way to better look at her angelic face.
“It was the best sleep I’ve ever had,” she doted before leaning into him again, her nipples hardening against her daddy’s chest.
“Honey,” he began reluctantly, “daddy shouldn’t have come inside you, you could get pregnant.” His words felt awkward coming from his mouth. He had put some thought into what was going on between him and his daughter. Some, not much. Incest crept into his mind. Along with minor, and illegal. But not having been able to pull himself out of her while they were in the shower was one thing, but both times he had awoken to her wanting body he had spilled his seed deeper inside her still. “I should run to the store and get you a pill. It’s safe and we’ll be sure you won’t get pregnant.” He tried to play the role of father, but he felt that was compromised considering all he wanted was to be inside her.
“Not yet,” she said, kissing him. She reached her leg over and climbed on top of him. Sitting back, she could feel his hard shaft pressing against her pussy lips. Having daddy in her was the best feeling she couldn’t describe, and she wanted it as often as she could have it. With her mother coming back at the end of the weekend she knew she had to get as much time with him as possible. Leaning forward, she kissed him while she traced the length of his cock with one hand, and picking it up, pressed the head of his stiff manhood right against her little pussy. She sat back again and gave a pleasurable sigh as her daddy’s cock slid in between her soft lips and inside her tender wetness.
When she had first taken him inside her in the shower her daddy’s cock had been too thick for how tight she was, and it hurt her in addition to pleasing her. Now, she felt as if he fit perfectly inside her. She bounced up and down on his lap, her cute butt pushed out as she rested her hands on her chest to support herself. As she rocked up and down, with daddy’s cock sliding in and out of her tight, teenage pussy, she felt she could take the entire length of him everyday and it would be the greatest feeling in the world.
“Oh daddy…,” she moaned as he thrust into her from off the bed. She pushed her breast together as she squeezed his chest and fell back down onto his cock. She felt his fingers pinch and pull on her nipples as a shudder went through her body that made her pussy grow even wetter.
“Oh baby,” her father replied, pushing his back up so he could be face to face with his daughter again. As she fell up and down on his swollen cock, he brought one palm to her soft ass and the other on the back of her neck as he planted his lips to hers. He kissed her deeply as he felt her pussy tighten around his cock. As she moaned into his mouth, his baby girl’s body shook slightly and came as he was deep inside her. He could not help himself but release another load of his warm cum deep into his daughter. He held her close as their juices mixed inside her.
“I love you so much, Hailey,” he whispered.
“I love you, daddy,” she said kissing him.
When he grew soft again he slid himself out of her and laid back down as she laid back to his side just as they had slept. Her hand explored the hair on his chest while his fingers grazed through her thick brown locks.
“I’m going to make us breakfast!” she exclaimed with utter enjoyment. She bounced up off the bed and scurried out of the room, so much so that no matter how firm and tight her body was, all that he loved about her bounced right out of the door with her.
He found her in the kitchen working over the stove. She had not bothered to get dressed, but donned an apron that left her backside completely exposed and only covered the very front of her breasts where her nipples were. He slid his hands to her waist from behind her and kissed her neck, his shaft still soft yet easily nuzzled between her firm butt cheeks.
“Do you need any help, baby?”
“Mmmmm,” show moaned as she stuck her ass out just a little bit, loving the feel of her daddy’s cock against her body. “No, daddy. I’m treating you to breakfast so just take a seat.”
She had made eggs over easy, lightly salted and peppered, some plump sausage that she jokingly sucked the flavor off of, and crispy bacon along with browned toast. The entire meal, she sat naked on his lap, his cock throbbing and twitching in both exhaustion and anticipation as his shaft pressed against her pussy lips.
Her sexuality was almost too much for him. In just twelve hours he had come inside her four times, and she seemed to only want more.
“Baby, aren’t you sore?” he asked as his hand slid between her legs from the front.
“A little,” she admitted shyly, “but I don’t want to stop.”
“We don’t have to stop we can just take a break,” he consoled. He needed a break as well, he felt.
Being a man who enjoyed a good meal it was hard for him to comprehend how lustful he felt even while eating the breakfast she had prepared.
“But mom get’s back in two days, and then I won’t get any time with you at all,” she pouted. In that brief instant she had ceased becoming a woman and his emotional, fourteen year old daughter had returned. He was somewhat thankful for that, but also felt guilty. He kissed her lightly on the cheek.
“Baby, I don’t think I could stop even if I had to,” his hand found its way between her legs again. “I love you and I love making love to you. When mom gets back we can’t do it in the house when she’s here, but we’ll still find some time for just you and me.”
“You promise?” Her eyes opened wide as her stare met his.
“I promise.”
They shared another kiss while she sat in his lap at the kitchen table.
As she cleaned the the dishes he went upstairs to get a real shower and get dressed. He caught her in the hallway and told her they’d go out for dinner tonight, just the two of them to somewhere nice so she should wear a dress. The look on her face was of pure excitement, and it warmed him deeply as both a father and a lover.
Hailey skipped to her room as giddy as she could remember. She quickly began going through all her dresses and blouses, trying to find something that would impress her dad on their date tonight.
When the evening came, Hailey stepped downstairs wearing a thin red dress that stopped just short of her knees. It hugged her shapely body tightly and even pressed her breasts up higher showing a bit of cleavage at the low cut. Her figure curved like a woman’s, her hips widened below her waist and her cute little butt stuck out just begging to be palmed. The dress was flush against her, no creases to be found.
Her father wore a dress shirt with no undershirt and left the top two buttons open, revealing a scant bit of chest hair. He had donned a pair of black slacks along with black shoes.
He drank her body in with his eyes as she descended down the steps. And when she finally reached him he grabbed her by the waist and pulled her close against him.
“You are the most beautiful woman ever, you know that Hailey?”
She couldn’t help but blush. “Daddy stop it,” she said before he pulled her even closer and tasted her soft lips again. Kissing his daughter made him grow warmer, and his cock soon jumped at the notion and pressed against her thigh. “Looks like he wants to play,” she said as she ran her hand on the outside of his pants, tracing his cock as it strained against the fabric.
“Oh, honey,” he fought, “we can’t I made us reservations we need to be on time.’ Against all his baser instincts, he pushed her hand away.
Leading her by the hand they left the front door and got into the year old Mercedes. The whole drive there he took the scenic route through downtown and adjacent parks. He held his daughter’s hand the entire journey and their conversation was nothing but lovely. She couldn’t imagine being on a better date with a better man.
The restaurant was a French influenced steakhouse. Hailey settled on the garlic buttered shrimp while her father enjoyed a rare t-bone. Her eyes shone in the candlelight that illuminated the table, and he couldn’t bare for a moment to look away from those deep brown pools and that beautiful white smile. Eventually though, his eyes would travel down her neck and to the cleavage she had put on display for him. And when she caught him staring she called him out and they both shared a quiet laugh.
When dinner was over, and their shared slice of crumb cake halfway abandoned, he took her hand in his. “Hailey, I really love you you know,” his voice grew quieter, “and not just in the normal way a dad loves his daughter.”
She knew that of course, but he couldn’t help but say it nonetheless. It seemed before yesterday he was a different man, and that one incident in the shower changed him into something others might see to be a monster, but for him and his daughter there was nothing else in the world.
“I love you too, daddy. And I know how you feel and I love you and I love the things we do. I wish we could just be together like normal…” her voice trailed as she grew somber.
He squeezed her hand. Normal, he thought. Why can’t we just be normal? Instead, he said, “I know honey, we’ll figure something out.”
Her hand was soft in his, and he ran his thumb on the back of it as he looked longingly into her eyes.
“Meet me in the bathroom,” she half whispered half commanded, and scurried off before he could even comprehend or raise objection.
When he got to the doors to the men’s and women’s room, she was waiting for him outside. She grabbed his hand and led him inside the men’s room. She felt a woman, so in control and so daring. She didn’t know where she had gotten the courage but daddy wasn’t fighting it and she was really going through with it. The bathrooms were as exquisite as the restaurant itself. Rich black marble on the floors, countertops, and the stall doors and walls were a thick dark oak.
Following his daughter as she squeezed as much of his hand as she could in her little palm, they opened the door to the largest stall and shut it behind them. It took less than half a moment for his mouth to find hers, his hands to run down her body to her thigh and up her dress. She wasn’t wearing panties, just as he had thought. His fingers ran up and down her slit, feeling her already growing wetness as he slid a finger inside her. Her pussy was so tight he could barely fit the second finger. Her hands undid his belt buckle and before he realized her palm was already wrapped around his rock hard cock. They kissed, on and off they kissed, his finger inside her and her hand around his thick cock.
Hailey knelt down in front of her daddy and quickly took him into her mouth. Her puffy lips
ran up and down his shaft while her hand rested on the base of his cock. He saw that her other hand was between her legs and he grew even harder still, while his baby girl was hard at work on his throbbing erection. her tongue brushed up and down the head of his cock, around the opening and up and down the length of the underside while her mouth traveled from base to tip. His little girl was ravenous, and he couldn’t hold back any longer. When her mouth reached the base of his cock, he let her know he was coming, and she made no notion to move. His cum shot furiously into the back of her throat. Pulling him out a little, his next shot landed on her tongue. Her daddy continued firing three more shots of thick, warm cum into his daughter’s mouth.
When he was spent, his daughter slid up and down his cock one more time, leaving not a drop of semen anywhere to be found. She popped his softening cock out of her, swallowed, and smiled up at her daddy. “Jesus Christ baby where did you learn that?” he got out between breaths.
“Did you like it daddy?” her smile was mischievous. “I think you did.”

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Suzanne Is A Very Bad Girl

The gorgeous, extremely promiscuous mother of the bride-to-be, and the filthy rich single father of the groom-to-be, negotiate the terms of a prenuptual agreement, body to body

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Ryan’s Dilemma (Tia’s side of the Story)

This is the sequel to my first story. As always, comments are appreciated. And thanks to all those that read and commented on part one.
Ryan’s Dilemma (Tia’s Side of the Story)
As she hung up the phone, she let her tears fall freely. How could she let this happen, she thought. She looked at the stick once more hoping her eyes were playing tricks on her. It still read positive. She knew there were only two possible people that could be the father. Instead of going through the shame of admitting she had cheated on Ryan, she thought it best to break up with him. Thoughts raced through her mind on how she was going to take care of a child. Sure, her parents would help but who wants to go through the admonishment of her father looking down on her. She has taken care of herself without their help for so long, to admit that she made a mistake was more embarrassing than her current issues. She thought back to the night in question, the one day she wasn’t sure if she had took her pill.
“Come on Tia, we have a lot of stuff to do today,” Kim yelled from the other room. How this girl could party all night and not get a hangover was beyond her.
They had went to a party at an exclusive club that Kim managed to get tickets to from one of the guys she was seeing. Tia couldn’t understand how a guy could just throw away money hoping to get into a girl’s panties, but Kim showed her time and time again that there were guys willing to do just that. Now the girl was laughing at her as she held her head in agony. Shortly after, Kim decided to be helpful and brought her a drink and an aspirin. Downing both, Tia soon realized that she wasn’t much help at all, with the drink being some alcoholic beverage she brought with her.
“Best way to get rid of a hangover is to start all over, I always say,” she commented with short giggle. I don’t know how I always let her talk me into these stupid things. Now Kim began rushing her to get dressed, she wanted to hit a few shops to get something for a party tonight. Tia had no clue as to where this party was or who was throwing it. She knew from past experience that this would be a blast. With her headache going away, she began the challenge of finding something to wear.
After four stores, a bite to eat, and one more drink, the girls were set with everything needed. Tia found out a few more details about the party. It was in a quiet town not far from here, and was being thrown by a girl they went to high school with. It had been a while since they seen her, Tia never really hung out with her but she was a friend of Kim’s. Kim had called a few friends to make sure they would be there, and from the parts of the conversation that could be heard it sounded like Tia was being set up on a blind date. Doesn’t sound like I will be there long, Tia thought. Kim had a different choice of men then her, the type that will go broke trying to wine and dine a female. Tia enjoyed a simpler type, like her boyfriend Ryan. Ryan was a nice guy but a hopeless romantic. Tia didn’t mine the roses and chocolates from time to time, but he always tried to plan a romantic evening out and would give very few details on where and when. She hadn’t been the most faithful girlfriend in the world, and an accidental meeting with a fling would ruin her relationship. Tia and Kim decided to go their separate ways to get dressed and meet back up at her place. Ryan always had to work late on Fridays, so she didn’t bother checking with him. He had been working so hard lately trying to get a promotion that he so rightly deserved.
As Tia put the final touches to her outfit, she glanced at her reflection in the mirror. At 25, she knew she looked damn good. She stood 5’5” with black hair. Adjusting her bra in the mirror, she couldn’t help but let her 28c breast jiggle a little as she admired how they look. She then turned to look and see if her skirt hugged her curves and showed off her nice firm ass the way that she wanted it to. Yes, she was finally ready to go.
“You are definitely looking good tonight. I can’t wait till you meet Jason” Kim stated as she walked into her room.
“Don’t you ever knock? And who is Jason? You know how I feel about Ryan and I’m not trying to entertain one of your friends so that you can get a quickie with someone else.” Tia knew that something was up when they started making plans. Why couldn’t they ever go out and enjoy their selves.
“I brought more drinks. Here, this one is for you.” She was already convinced that the blind date would end in Tia cheating on Ryan. Tia was already aware that Kim had a crush on her boyfriend. She thought that they may have already slept together, but she couldn’t find any proof. Tia had gotten drunk on a few of these blind dates and ended up sleeping with the guy. She was determined not to let that happen this time. The girls had already agreed to take separate cars in case one ended up making other plans.
As soon as they arrived at the party, Tia noticed Kim slipping away with some guy. She was hoping that this meant she wouldn’t have to meet this Jason. But then she realized that she didn’t know anyone at the party. It started raining earlier so she didn’t want to go back outside. She decided to catch up to Kim and try to get find the girl that was throwing the party. As she walked into the back room, she heard a low moaning coming from the dimly lit room. Where she stood at the door was very dark, but she could make out the silhouettes across the room. Kim was on her knees in front of the man she was with. He had his hands on the back of her head and his eyes closed. He continued to moan as the girl bobbed up and down in front of him. As Kim took her head away, Tia could see her jerking the member as she giggled and said something to the man. Tia never watched anyone have sex before in front of her, and she noticed that she was getting extremely wet from watching. The guy had the biggest dick she had ever seen, she guessed it to be about 10” long. Kim went back to sucking on it as the guy began to pull her dress up revealing her pantieless cheeks. Tia couldn’t take her eyes from the sight. The guy smacked her ass softly receiving a giggle from the girl before him. Without even realizing it, Tia was rubbing her mound while watching the whole thing. As she looked up she was staring right into the eyes of the guy. He had a smirk on his face as if he enjoyed being watched by a stranger. He pulled the girl up until she was on her feet. He gave her a passionate kiss and at the same time lifted her up into the air. Tia watched as he slowly guided her down onto his stiff rode. She tried her hardest not to make a sound, not to give away the fact that she was there. Even though the guy knew she was there, she didn’t want her friend to find out she was spying on her. Kim began to rock up and down with her legs wrapped around his waist. The guy was nibbling on her neck but watching Tia the whole time. She had lifted up the front of her dress and was rubbing the front of her crotch without even noticing. Her attention was on the guy, more accurately, his member sliding in and out from between her friends exposed ass. The scene seemed like it was taking forever, but in reality very little time had passed. The guy began to pick up speed, he must have been close. Tia was also getting close, she wanted to rip off her panties and join the couple. Coming to her senses and not wanting to get caught by her friend, she composed herself and exited the room as quickly as she could. She knew she had to get out of this place, and began dialing Ryan’s number. It kept ringing until the voicemail finally picked up. She tried again, still no answer. She knew that if she didn’t get away quickly, her lust would take over and she would find someone, anyone to satisfy this urge she had. The size of the guy that was with her friend had her going crazy.
On the way back to her car, she noticed the sounds of sex again. Craving something to fill her, she looked around. The moaning was coming from close to her car. She saw a guy getting sucked by some red head, oh how she wished she was in that position. She could see the guy tense up and hear him moan, he must have just released all that pent up come into the girls mouth. She tried to make it to her car and was fumbling with her keys. They fell to the ground in her haste to unlock her door. As she finally retrieved her keys and got her car unlocked, she looked up to see Josh staggering out of the car. She stopped halfway in to make sure she was seeing ok.
“Josh, hey I thought you and Ryan had to work late tonight.” She stated. This maybe what she needed to get the thoughts of sex out of her mind.
“I lost Ryan a while ago. I’m not sure where he went, but if your leaving I could sure use a ride home.” He slurred out.
“Come on,” Tia grunted in frustration. She wasn’t sure what she was going to do now. She couldn’t get a hold of Ryan even with the messages she had left. Then, Josh was sitting next to her smelling like booze and sex. Her mind was going crazy. She sped the whole way home and forgot that she was supposed to drop off Josh. Meanwhile he had fallen asleep in the passenger seat. No wonder she forgot he was there. This wouldn’t be the first time he has crashed at her place, it would be the first time he wasn’t there with Ryan though. That is when an idea popped into her head. Josh is probably to drunk to remember who he had sex with so maybe she could satisfy her need and never get caught.
She woke him up and helped him into the house. He went straight to the couch and laid down. Tia was starting to get nervous but she really needed something to fill her badly. She began to take off his pants. Even though he was drunk and asleep, she found out he never had them all the way up after his last encounter. When she finally had them done to his ankles, she looked up to see his semi hard member laying there. She couldn’t help but touch it. As her fingers went around his shaft, she slowly began stroking it and watched as it came alive. She continued to stroke until it was fully engorged with blood. Her lust returned in full force and before she could even think about it, she had her mouth around the head. As her tongue swirled around the tip, she could taste the cum he shot into the other girl’s mouth. There wasn’t any other taste indicating that he had sex with the girl, oh well, even though she would have enjoyed the juices from another woman. It wouldn’t have been the first time she had tasted another woman (that is another story) and the thought did not disgust her at all. She began to bob up and down on his shaft, enjoying the feel as well as the anticipation of finally being satisfied after the events of tonight. She continued to enjoy the feeling of his cock sliding into her mouth but she knew this was not enough. She stripped out of her panties and straddled his sleeping body. No need for niceties, she was already soaking wet. With one thrust, she impaled herself onto his member. A low moan escaped her throat as she was finally filled with a nice hard cock. She slowly rocked back and forth relishing in the feel and naughtiness of the whole thing. She could feel her climax slowly starting to build and she began to slide up until only the head remained inside of her. Ever so slowly she came all the way down until she could feel his balls resting on her ass. This was feeling really good to her so she began to pick up speed. Lost in her own little world, she didn’t notice the movements being made underneath of her, not until she felt his hands grasp and fondle her breasts. Not even caring, she pulled the straps off her shoulders to release her bare breasts to his caresses. He pinched and pulled at her nipples, turning her on even more. As she slammed her body down onto his member, he was thrusting up to drive his cock deeper into her. She was close to getting the release that she wanted, but not close enough. He must of sensed this as well, he slipped his hand down to find her clit. As he began to rub on her swollen nub, that was all she needed as her body began to shake from the stimulation. Her juices were oozing out in a powerful flood as she was finally thrown over the edge to a mind shattering orgasm. She continued to ride him in the throw of passion. She was determined to keep going until she was completely spent. She could feel his cock swelling inside of her as he was nearing his own climax.
“Cum in me. Let me feel you squirting inside me. Fuck me harder. Give it to me” she chanted, wanting to feel the hot sticky liquid filling her insides.
He continued thrusting up into her, letting out little grunts and moans. His hands were on her hips helping to push her down onto him, not that she needed the push. She was still slamming down on him as hard as she could, trying to force his cock to erupt inside of her. She wanted to feel his sperm coating her insides, she needed it. She leaned forward and placed her nipple inside of his mouth. He took the hint and began sucking on it with enthusiasm. This must have been what he needed cause at that moment, he began squirting inside of her. She yelled in excitement at the feeling and began her second climax of the night. When she finally calmed down from her hi, she looked down into the eyes of the boy she had used.
“That was awesome,” Josh exclaimed. He still seemed drunk and out of it. Tia got up and made both of them drinks, his a lot stronger than hers. She was hoping that he wouldn’t remember tonight. As he finished his drink, she made sure he was ok to walk home. He only lived down the street, and he left in worse conditions than this. She watched as he stumbled down the street, making it to the correct door and letting himself in. She finished her drink and went to lay down. As sleep began to take hold of her she was left with one final thought, did I take my birth control today?

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