They say there is a line where truth and fantasy crosses, and this story sparked from a true story (The Julie Journals – When the planets align) and is a pure ‘I wonder if’. The characters are the same and it is a ‘continuation’ and a couple of the incidents may have been drawn from real life but this DOES NOT form part of the Julie Journals and is no way true (well at least I don’t think so.)
Can the Nerd duplicate the female orgasm on his computer?
A loser boy finds a notebook where whatever he writes becomes true. He uses this new toy to toy with his family, friends, and bullies.
A longer story about a horny brother and sister acting out with some ill-advised Halloween costumes.
Things are about to heat up once again
I learn that my wife’s been cheatin.’
Hi there. Finally I had some free time to write the second part of this story. This story will contain incest. If anybody does not like this or does not want to read about it please read something else. Now have fun and enjoy it.
He could only take so much… before he took everything
Buffy Goes To Camp
by Lubrican
Buffy could hardly wait to get to acting camp. She’d gone every year since she was ten and she loved it. It was outdoors, which she liked because she was a city girl, but what she liked the most was that she had friends there she rarely got to see.
One of them was Megan, who was a special friend. They had learned to masturbate together at acting camp three years ago. They had been roommates that year and Megan taught her how wonderful it felt to stroke her little clitty and stick fingers and other things in her pussy.
Another was her summertime boyfriend, Jack. They lived too far apart to go steady all the time, but at camp they snuck away as much as they could do kiss and pet. Jack was the first boy to touch Buffy’s hot pussy, and slide his finger in it. That had happened just last year. Buffy didn’t want to get a reputation as a slut, so she didn’t let the boys she went to school with do things like that to her. When she went on dates she kissed passionately, and had even jacked a few boys off – something Jack had taught her last year – but she never let them touch anything except her full teen breasts.
That was usually enough for most boys. Her breasts were breathtaking. They were large and heavy, but didn’t sag even half an inch. They were topped with crinkley brown areolas and nice pencil sized nipples that got hard and long when boys played with them. One boy wanted to suck them, but she didn’t let him. She was saving that for Jack … this year.
Then there was Bob. He was a counselor at Acting Camp. He was a good acting coach, but mostly the girls liked him because he was handsome, and he always told the girls how beautiful they were, and what fantastic actresses they were.
But what they liked best was that he acted WITH them to help them understand the techniques required. For instance, Bob was the one who had taught every girl in Acting Camp how to properly do a screen kiss. Until you were 13, screen kisses had to be done by putting the lips on just the corner of the mouth, turning the head so that the audience couldn’t see that it wasn’t really a kiss. Up to about age 16, kisses were full contact with the lips, but nothing else. Bob’s lips were always soft and warm and jelly-like, and his screen kisses made the girls all feel funny inside. Once you were seventeen or older, he gave private lessons on how to make it look like you were doing a French kiss on screen. They were private, he said, because the younger kids didn’t need to see that kind of thing.
A lot of girls came out of those private lessons with a far away look in their eyes. If people would have looked closer they might have noticed that some of these girls walked a little funny too. And if they would have noticed that, they might have noticed that those girls were the ones who came back to acting camp until they were in their twenties, getting private instruction from him on a variety of things. But nobody noticed.
Another type of private lesson he gave involved boys. He’d pick a boy and a girl, usually who were boyfriend and girlfriend at camp. Then he’d teach them the physical strokes that went along with kissing. First, he’d demonstrate by kissing the girl and running his hands all over her body, cupping her breasts and pulling her to him with his hands on her buttocks. Once she was panting he’d let the boy practice and have the girl tell him if he was doing it right or not. If anyone would have noticed, they’d have noticed that these boys and girls often ended up out in the woods together on nature walks, or off to one side in the swimming lake.
Acting camp was set up so that two girls shared a room, or two boys shared a room. The cabins were duplexes of a sort, with a common wall and the doors led out onto a common porch. These units were called quads, because four students were housed in each one. Usually there were four girls to a quad, or four boys, but, occasionally, it turned out that half a quad had boys in it, while the other half had girls.
That was what happened this year, as Buffy found out when her parents let her out at camp and drove off, telling her to have a nice summer. She had called ahead to make sure that she and Megan got put together. They screamed and giggled when they saw each other, like fifteen year old girls do, and then went to find out who their quad mates were. It turned out to be two boys they’d never met, so after saying, “Hi,” they went off to the dining hall to get a snack and renew old friendships.
When Jack showed up there was a tearful reunion, with hot kisses, until a counselor told them to break it up. She told him where her quad was and mentioned there were two boys on the other side, both new and both only about eleven. He got a look in his eye and said he’d be right back. The next thing she knew he was back, saying that he and Mark Simpson were now her and Megan’s quad mates! Buffy smiled, knowing that Megan had the hots for Mark and had for several years. He had an acting camp girlfriend named Nancy, but she’d moved away during the school year and wasn’t expected to come back this year.
And so it was, that, after supper and campfire, all four teens ended up on the porch of the quad, flirting. Buffy and Jack happily refreshed their relationship by kissing and groping each other passionately, while Megan and Mark watched. When Megan suggested that it looked like fun, Mark jumped at the chance. Megan was as much of a fox as Buffy even if her hair was as black as Buffy’s was platinum blond. Soon Megan and Mark were kissing hotly and, while their hands didn’t stray farther than each other’s backs and sides, they felt good non-the-less.
The next day Buffy signed up for the classes she wanted. Her very first one was with Bob and she squealed happily when she saw him. Her hug was forceful and she pressed her ripening body against him as he smiled and hugged her back.
“Good Grief, girl!” he exclaimed. “What in the world are they feeding you. You look like you’re about twenty-one!”
Buffy dimpled at him and said, “You know I’m only fifteen, you big flirt.”
He held her away and his hungry eyes swept over her body. “Well you sure can’t tell by looking. I think I might make a special exception and give you some private lessons this year. Would you like that?”
Buffy knew a little bit about what private lessons entailed. It was hard to get anything out of the kids who went to private lessons. They wouldn’t talk about what went on behind those closed doors. But once in a while somebody would let something slip, and you could see from what the boys and girls did after those lessons that they must be pretty hot. “Oh YES!” she chirped. “Could Megan come too? Pleease?”.
Just then Megan came up, having signed up for the same class. Again there were squeals and hugs and as Bob held the girl he said, “I think we could arrange that. Megan, would you like me to make a special exception and give you and Buffy some private lessons? Do you think you guys are old enough for that?”
Megan smiled widely. “YES!” she yelled, and jumped up in the air.
“Keep it down”: advised a grinning Bob. “We don’t want the other girls to get jealous, now do we?” The girls quieted immediately. “OK, now, you two come to my cabin tonight during free time and we’ll start the lessons, OK? And not a word to anyone.” He thought for a minute. “Do you two have boyfriends here at camp?”
Buffy jumped up and down. “I do! His name is Jack!”
Megan said “I met a guy last night and I like him a lot. His name is Mark, but I don’t suppose you could call him my boyfriend.”
“Has he kissed you yet?” asked Bob, looking intently at the girl.
“Oh yeah, we made out last night,” she giggled.
“OK … hmmmmmm … well, I tell you what, girls … let’s keep it secret from the boys for a few days, and if it looks like it will work out with you two girls we might even expand it to include the boys. How’s that?”
Both girls knew enough about private lessons that they knew there was some kind of sex involved. That was fine with Megan, because she had a big secret that she hadn’t even told Buffy yet. She was waiting for the right time, when the two girls could be alone for a while. Megan had taught Buffy everything she knew about sex, and now maybe they could both learn some more together.
“We PROMISE!” both girls said, putting their dainty hands over their left teen breasts. Bob wished it was his hand. But there would be time enough for that later.
That night at supper the boys wanted the girls to sneak off into the woods during free time. “Oh gee, I wish we could” said Buffy, leaning over to kiss Jack lightly on the lips. “But we can’t. We sighed up for this thing and we have to do it during free time. It has to do with makeup. Maybe you guys could come along?” she said sweetly. Megan just grinned. Both boys said, “NO THANKS!” and started talking about shooting some hoops.
Freetime after supper went until lights-out, which wasn’t until eleven. There were lots of things to do during free time, including various extra classes and practice sessions. There were, as well, classes on makeup, like Buffy had alluded to, costume, set production, fund raising and all the other things that go along with small town productions, which is what most of these kids were involved in. Each counselor had his or her own list of things people could sign up for. So it wasn’t odd for the two girls to be seen going to Bob’s cabin. They’d never been in there before, and they were surprised to see how nice it was.
There was a small bathroom off one wall, and the rest of it was one room, but it was beautiful. All the furniture was made of wood from the forest, and there was carpet on the floor. There were curtains too, over all the windows. The bed was what surprised them the most, though. It was HUGE, king sized at least, and it had red satin sheets on it! There were a couple of big easy chairs that faced the bed. He also had a TV set up, with a DVD and tape player attached. It was quite a cozy place. The girls were fresh in their white camp T shirts and blue gym shorts. Both girls had their hair done up in a pony tail that bobbed and swung whenever they moved their heads. They looked delicious.
“My goodness you girls look sexy,” said Bob, who was sitting in one of the easy chairs. He was dressed in a T shirt and shorts much like theirs. His feet were bare.
“Oh Bob,” gushed Buffy “Stop that! You’re just teasing us.”
He smiled. “That, I most certainly am NOT, my sexy dears, and I think I’ll be able to prove it to you a little later on. But first! What is the one thing that will ruin a performance faster than anything else?”
“Forgetting your lines!” yelled Megan.
“No, you can always adlib,” said Bob.
“Coming in late on cue?” said Buffy.
“No, that’s not it either. If you’re late, the rest of the actors should be able to cover for you. No, this is something that only some people feel, but which can wreck a whole career.”
Megan jumped up and down “I know .. I know … STAGE FRIGHT!!”
“Exactly!” said Bob. “Excellent. And how do you battle stage fright?”
“Gee, I don’t know,” said both girls.
“Have either of you had speech in school?” said Bob.
“I have,” said Buffy.
“Did your teacher ever tell you to fight stage fright by imagining that your whole audience was naked?”
“YES! She DID say that! I remember that!” said Buffy excitedly.
“Well, I’m going to use that technique to help make sure you girls NEVER have stage fright. Only what we’re going to do is BE naked, rather than imagine somebody else being naked.” With that he stood up and took off his shirt.
Buffy shifted from foot to foot. She really wanted to see Bob naked. That would be so cool. But she wasn’t so sure about taking her own clothes off. She didn’t think she looked very good naked. “I don’t know Bob,” she said, looking at the floor.
Bob put a finger under her chin. “I bet you think your body is ugly,” he said, looking into her eyes. He saw her pupils dilate and knew he’d hit the nail on the head. “You think your breasts are too big, or too small, or the wrong shape. You probably don’t have much pubic hair, and think you should have lots more, like your mother probably does. You think your hips are wrong, or your belly button looks funny. Something like that? Am I right?” He kept staring right into her eyes.
“How did you know that?” Buffy said with a whisper.
“It’s all part of stage fright,” he said calmly. “Let me try one thing to help you, and then we’ll see if you want to stay on in private classes. Let me see you naked, and if I can agree with you on anything you don’t like about your body, you can quit. How’s that?” He darted a look at Megan, but she had her hands on the bottom of her shirt, like she was itching to take it off, so he didn’t worry about her.
“OK, I guess,” mumbled Buffy. She was nervous, but she pulled off her shirt. She really wanted to see Bob naked, and thought this was the only way. Her blue shorts were next, and she was left in a lacy white bra and even lacier blue panties. Megan had on a sports bra and yellow panties. “Aren’t you going to take off your shorts?” said Megan to Bob, who was standing there in shorts only.
“I don’t have anything on under them,” he said. “I didn’t want to make you girls nervous.”
“I won’t be nervous,” said Megan. She reached behind her and unsnapped her bra, baring her chocolaty smooth breasts with their black nipples. When Buffy hesitated, Megan turned to her and said, “Here, I’ll help!” She unsnapped Buffy’s bra and when Buffy put both hands on top of the bra to keep it on her titties Megan leaned down and jerked Buffy’s panties to her knees. Both girls shrieked and then giggled, but Buffy finally got up the courage to step out of them and drop her bra. Megan skinned her own panties off and stood, looking at Bob.
“Now you,” she said.
Bob stared at the two girls. They were gorgeous. Buffy had perfect breasts that looked big enough to feed babies already. Megan’s were smaller, but still nice and round. Her nipples looked like Hershey’s kisses and he wanted to taste them. He’d been right about Buffy having very little pussy hair. He could see her protruding pink lips just barely. Megan had thicker black pussy hair, but her pussy lips stuck out even further. He was very glad he’d decided to tutor these two girls. He bent over and pulled his shorts down, stepping out of them. When he stood up he said, “And this, girls, is my proof that I think you are both sexy.”
The girls stared, their mouths open, as his erection was displayed before their unbelieving eyes. His bone was at full mast, sticking straight out from his nest of curly brown hair. It was a good seven and a half inches long, and about as big around as three of the girls’ fingers. It was not circumcised, and the hood was pulled back quite a bit due to the state of his erection. His snake eye was peeking out at the world, and the two naked girls in particular.
“Buffy, he’s got a BONER!” squealed Megan and she blushed bright red.
“Oh my gosh!” said Buffy, who was staring at the stiff prick like a bird stares at a snake that’s about to eat it. “Oh my GOSH!” she squealed.
“Now girls!” said Bob in a stern voice. “That’s the whole point here. If you can learn to be comfortable around people naked, then you’ll never suffer from stage fright. Think about it. Both of you are pretty uncomfortable right now, true?”
“Yeah,” said both girls.
“OK, then, what we’re doing is working on that. We’re going to do normal things while we’re naked, until you don’t even notice it, OK? Trust me girls, this will work. I’ve done it a lot of times.”
“But you’ve got a BONER, Bob!” sighed Buffy.
“Oh, that just means he wants to have sex with us,” said Megan. “That’s all.”
“Really?” said Buffy wide eyed. “Is that true Bob? Is your … thing stiff because you want to have sex with us?”
Bob smiled. “Like I said, girls, you are both gorgeous sexy girls, and I’m a normal man, so of course I want to have sex with you. But that’s not why we’re here. We’re here to work on your stage fright. Nothing is going to happen to you that you don’t want to happen. Now, what shall we do to get comfortable?”
Megan was excited. Bob’s penis reminded her of her secret, and she wanted to tell Buffy in the worst way. But not yet. “Well,” she said. “We could clean the house.”
“Great idea,” said Bob and he got a broom for her. He handed Buffy a dustpan and he grabbed a rag. “I’ll dust,” he said. Then he pretended to dust while he watched the two teens move around the cabin naked. His cock got harder and harder. Usually the girls he did this with were older, but these girls were HOT and he was glad he’d taken them in. Buffy bent over to put the dustpan down and he saw her cute cunny winking at him under her butt cheeks. He wanted to slide his cock into that sweet teen pussy, but he’d have to wait. It was too soon yet. And Megan was gorgeous too. She stretched upward with the broom to get at a cobweb up on the ceiling and her legs parted as she stood on one toe.
He got a good look at her fat chewy pussy lips. He realized his hand was on his cock, jacking it slowly and made himself stop just as Buffy turned around to look at him.
But Megan had seen him. She whispered to Buffy, “He’s jackin’ off Buffy!” Buffy turned immediately. She’d jacked off a couple of boys. Megan had told her how to do it right. She liked seeing the boys dicks shoot off, except it was messy.
Buffy forgot she was naked. She marched right up to Bob and said, “You were jackin’ off, weren’t you, Bob?”
He smiled. “Like George Washington, I cannot tell a lie. You girls have got me going. I wasn’t exactly jacking off. I’m just so hot that it felt good to touch myself. Don’t you touch yourself when you’re horny Buffy?” She blushed and he said “I thought so. You too I bet,” he said to Megan.
Buffy laughed and said, “You bet she does. She taught ME how to do it!”
Bob raised his eyebrows and said, “You girls are nasty … doing that together. See? That’s the kind of thing that makes me want to touch myself.” He grabbed his dong and began stroking it. “You don’t mind, do you girls? You’re so sexy and you’ve made me so hot, I can’t help it. Say it’s OK for me to do it girls, I need to get some relief!”
Both girls watched him, nodding. Their breath was coming faster. They were excited. Their nipples were stiff and achy. He stroked and a drop of man dew flipped off the tip of his prick. He was standing, legs spread, his leaking prick pointed right at the two naked girls. He jacked, staring at their nipples, dreaming of sucking them. He looked at their pussies, thinking about stroking his prick in them until the girls fainted. His sap shot out in a three foot arc and splatted on the floor right in front of Buffy’s feet. She jumped, but didn’t back up. He shot again and then three more times before he had to sit down in the chair because his knees were weak.
“Wow,” said Megan.
“Awesome,” said Buffy.
Both had itchy pussies and couldn’t wait to get home to their cabin so they could rub themselves to a nice orgasm. They stayed another hour, setting the table and then putting the silverware away. They made popcorn in the microwave and talked about the school year. Just like Bob had said, they soon quit paying so much attention to the fact that they were all naked. He sent them home, telling them to come back the next night. It was early yet, but the girls wanted to get naked again, this time in their room. They did just that and they didn’t quit masturbating until they’d each had three nice long cums.
The next night both girls got to Bob’s and started taking their clothes off without even being told. Bob looked at them and once again, when he dropped his shorts he was hard as a board. The girls giggled and Megan said, “Gee, I guess we did it again, Buffy.”
Buffy struck a pose. “That’s what you get for having us in private lessons, Bob. Are you going to beat off again tonight? That was so hot last night.”
Bob stroked his cock slowly. “I bet you girls went back to your cabin last night and touched yourselves. Didn’t you now? Come on, tell the truth.”
Buffy flamed red again. Megan smiled timidly, but nodded.
Bob kept stroking. “That makes me so hot. Yes, I’m gonna have to do it again tonight.” He stroked some more and the girls watched him closely. “I bet you girls have seen boys do this, haven’t you? I bet you helped them, didn’t you? How bout it Buffy, have you ever helped a boy get off like this? You DID, I can see it in your pretty face.”
Buffy was excited that she had made this handsome man so horny. Buffy’s face flamed red. “I HAD to. He wanted to put his hand in my panties, and the only way I could keep him from doing it was to jack him off!”
“That’s OK Buffy,” panted Bob. “It’s completely normal, and it’s a good way to keep a boy in line. I understand that boy, though. I’d like to put my hand in your panties too, Buffy. You too, Megan. I’d really like to put my hand in your panties too.”
“But we’re not wearin’ any panties, Bob!” laughed Buffy.
“You know what I mean!” huffed Bob. “I wish I could rub your pussies.”
“But you can’t! You’re our counselor! It would be wrong!” moaned Buffy.
Megan came closer to Bob. “You can rub MY pussy Bob!” she cried. She was hot as a firecracker from watching him jerk his big boner. Her secret was bursting inside her. “I NEED you to rub my pussy Bob!” she said as she came within his reach.
Bob kept one hand on his cock and he slid the other onto Megan’s floppy pussy lips. He felt them, he squeezed them, she was wet and slippery. He slid a finger up in her and she moaned. “Buffy! I have to tell you a secret!” she moaned.
Buffy couldn’t believe what she was seeing. Her best friend was letting Bob feel her up. Megan didn’t let boys feel her up. And now she was babbling about some secret. “What?” she said, confused.
“I said I have to tell you a secret,” panted Megan. “I was gonna wait, but I can’t … Ohhh that feels so good,” she sighed as Bob worked his thick finger in her pussy.
Buffy was still confused. Why would Megan have to tell a secret NOW? While she was being violated by her counselor?
“What are you talking about?” she whined. Watching Bob’s finger sliding in and out of her friend’s pussy was making Buffy hot. She wanted to rub her pussy, but she didn’t think she should in front of Bob.
Megan sat down in the easy chair, pulling Bob to kneel between her legs. She lay back and spread her legs wide so Bob could stick his finger in her more. He jerked with one hand and finger-fucked Megan with the other.
Megan hunched her pussy up at Bob’s finger. “You know my Uncle Frank?” Buffy nodded. “Well, I went to stay with him for New Years, while my parents were gone to New York.”
Buffy was still confused. “So what does that have to do with the fact that Bob’s got his finger in your pussy?”
“While I was there he taught me some stuff,” whined Megan.
“Stuff?” said Buffy.
“What kind of stuff Megan?” said Bob.
“He popped my cherry!” yipped Megan.
“WHAT!?” yelled Buffy.
“I SAID HE POPPED MY CHERRY!” squealed Megan. “And now I want to have something in my pussy.” Her hips were going wild.
Bob pulled his finger out of the heaving girl. “I have something to put in your sweet pussy,” he said, walking on his knees until the tip of his boner was right at the gaping entrance of Megan’s chocolate pussy.
“NO! You CAN’T!” yelled Buffy.
“YES!” yelled Megan “I WANT TO!”
Bob let his prick touch her pussy. She moaned and yelled “YES!”.
Bob slid it in … all the way in … until there was no more to give her. She went “AHHHHHHH … OH THANK YOU BOB.”
Buffy’s hand dove to her crotch and she rubbed her pussy frantically. Her best friend was being fucked right in front of her! This was the hottest thing she ever saw in her life. Bob’s complete, HUGE cock was buried in her friend’s pussy! She couldn’t believe it.
Bob started bucking his hips back and then forward, and Buffy could see that immense long thing sliding out and then back in to Megan’s pussy. It looked shiny and slick … and HUGE. But Megan didn’t act like it was too big. Quite the contrary, she cooed and held Bob to her, telling him how much she loved his big stiff prick. Pretty soon her eyes got big and she yelled, “I’m cummin’ Buffy, I’m feelin’ it good!”
And Bob was right there with her. He said, “Yes, cum all over my cock little Megan, and I’ll give you a present.” Then he stiffened and groaned and shoved his cock deep in Megan’s chocolate belly. He grunted several times and Buffy knew that his cock was squirting, just like it had the night before, except that all that stuff was going up into Megan’s pussy!
It was so hot that Buffy felt her own orgasm coming on her.
When he was done Bob dragged his shrinking prick out of Megan’s well-fucked pussy.
She lay there, legs spread, thick white spunk filling her open pussy mouth and running out and down to her butt. “Oh gee you squirted so much stuff in me Bob, what shall I do? It’s leaking out all over the place!”
Bob stood staring at the pussy he’d just filled up with his baby juice. “You should hold it in Megan.” he said. “Just put a couple of fingers over it and it’ll soak in. That way it won’t make a mess.” He secretly hoped that by holding it in she would ensure there would be a healthy kicking baby in her womb in a few months.
Buffy was getting her cookies too as she rubbed her pussy furiously. “OH! I’m gonna cum” she squealed. She was surprised when Bob appeared in front of her on his knees. His face darted to her pussy as his hand pulled her hand away. His long tongue licked her clitty and he sucked on it hard. Buffy was frozen with passion. “Ooooooo Megan he’s licking my muffy!” she cried, feeling his tongue making her happy.
“Shit! It feels good!” she moaned as she pushed her pussy into his face. He pushed her backward, toward the bed until she ran into it. She flopped back, weak with the thrills he was giving her. Now he could really press his face into her slit and he nibbled her clit.
She popped!
“AWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!” she groaned as her orgasm splashed all over inside her. Her pussy squirted and Bob lapped it all up. As she came down he worked his way up and suckled her puffy and hard nipples as she sighed. Then, as she watched in awe, he fisted his slick used up prick and milked a big blob of rich white cream out of the snake-eye. As it was ready to drip off, he lowered his prick tip between Buffy’s spread naked pussy lips and rubbed that cream into her pussy mouth. He spread it all over and even tried to poke his cock in her a little, but it was too soft.
It was quiet in the room as they all panted, trying to get their breaths.
“Wow,” said Megan, looking adoringly at Bob. “We fucked!”
He nodded and said, “Are you sorry?”
“OH NO!” she squealed. “I love to fuck. It feels so good. Can we keep fucking Bob? Please?”
“I suppose so, though that’s not supposed to be in your private lessons. But what about Buffy? We don’t want to leave her out. She might feel jealous.”
Buffy opened her mouth and laughed. “You don’t need to worry about me. That thing wouldn’t fit in me in a million years. But I sure liked it when you licked my pussy. I’ve heard of that but I was too scared to let the boys do that. They might want to fuck my cherry.”
Bob looked at her hotly. He knew who was going to pluck that particular fruit.
The next night when the girls got there Bob was already naked. He let them in and by the time they were naked he had another hardon. He went up to Megan and pushed her up against the wall, kissing her. Their tongues flipped and he bent his knees. He lifted one of her legs and plugged his cock into her cute teen pussy. Then he stood up and filled her belly with cock. Megan sighed with happiness as he lifted her off the floor. Then he bounced her until she was shaking she came so hard. He walked her to the bed, where Buffy was lying, spread out, finger-fucking herself rapidly.
“You guys look so hot,” she gasped as she stuck two fingers in her cunt.
Bob flopped Megan back on the bed and ate her pussy for a while. Then he crawled up and while he sucked her black nipples, he slid his cock in her again. He pounded her, fucking her with long hard strokes and she squirted on his cock again. He looked at Buffy. He wanted to shoot his sperm in her. He knew Megan would let him plant his seed in her any time, but he really wanted to pick Buffy’s fresh cherry. “You want me to lick you again?” he said, leaning over the sex crazed teen.
“Oh yeah, please suck my pussy again Bob,” she moaned.
He pulled his hard dick out of Megan and got down to feast on Buffy’s pussy. Two orgasms later he’d worked his way up to her full breasts, and was licking and sucking her inch long nipples as she squirmed under him. He let his hard cock dig into her pussy.
He kissed her. “I want to fuck you, Buffy,” he said between kisses. He poked her pussy with his cock.
“Nooooooooo you can’t,” she moaned, but she kissed him more.
“Come on, you’ll love it,” he said. He pushed and her pussy lips spread open for him.
“Nooooooo. I’m a virgin,” she whined.
“I know you are, and I want to be the first man to fill your sweet pussy up.” He pushed again and the head of his cock popped into her pussy mouth.
“Nooooo, you can’t,” she panted. But her hips pushed up. “I’m scared. You have to take it out.” Her hips pushed up again and an inch went in her.
“OK, I’ll take it out,” he said and he pushed some more. She was tight, and hot and slick.
“When are you gonna take it out, Bob?” she said, humping at him.
He sucked her nipples some more, until her pussy was jumping and had gobbled up another two inches of his boner. He had about half of it in her now.
“I’m gonna take it out soon,” he said. He looked her in the eye. She looked back. She was taking him good. He pushed the rest in her in one long, slow shove. His cock tip hit her cervix and her eyes went round and wide.
“It’s in me,” she whispered, panting. “Your cock’s in my pussy, Bob!”
“Yeah it is,” he kissed her. “But I’m gonna take it out.” He began pulling it out, an inch at a time, slowly.
Buffy decided she didn’t want it out any more. “No wait!” she said. “Leave it in a little longer.”
Bob slid it back in. Then he started fucking her. He didn’t pound Buffy. He stared into her green eyes and he pronged her gently. His cock tip kissed her cervix over and over until she trembled and shook and had her first cum with a prick in her. It was a good cum, better than her fingers would do. She loved it. She knew now why Megan let Bob fuck her so quickly.
Bob knew he had another fuck toy. He kept rodding her slowly as she came. Then, when it was over, he let himself go. He slid in a few more times and put his lips in her ear. “I’m gonna squirt now, Buffy,” he whispered. She shuddered as he pushed it in hard. “My cock’s clear in your womb, baby,” he whispered. “Here it is.” His cock bucked and a long hot silver ribbon of sperm lanced into Buffy’s womb. “I’m sperming you, baby,” he said, as two more heavy shots of juice soaked her baby box. “It’s all for you and Megan,” he said as he packed a half a cup of seed into her garden. And with every spurt, Bob hoped he was making a baby in this cute girl.
Bob made the girls take some time off. He didn’t want their boyfriends to get suspicious. Besides, he had his eye on some other cute girls who might just need a shot of his heavy cock in their pussies too. He told Buffy and Megan to come back in a week for more private lessons.
The next night the girls hooked up with Jack and Mark. Both girls were horny from fucking, and both wanted to fuck some more. They invited the boys into their side of the quad. In no time they were lying on their beds, each with a boy’s hand in their pants.
Buffy said, “My pants are too tight. I think I might have to take them off.” Jack grinned, and happily helped her remove them. Now all that kept his hands from her pussy were her skimpy panties. Jack slid his hand in those panties and slicked a finger into his girlfriend.
Megan didn’t say anything. She just took her pants off and pulled Mark’s off too. “Have you ever had a blow job? I’d sort of like to taste you,” she whispered in Mark’s ear.
Mark was astounded. He’d tried and tried to get a girl to suck his dick, but none of them would. Now here was this milk chocolate beauty offering to do it. He pulled his skivvies down, exposing his long thin boner and Megan swallowed the whole thing. She sucked and kissed and slurped on it until he said he was going to shoot and then she pulled off.
“Noooo,” he moaned. “I was so close”.
Megan crawled on top of him and kissed him. “I’ll swallow it later. Right now I know a better way to get it in my tummy.” Then, to his utter amazement, she lifted her pussy up and sank down on his aching prick.
He wasn’t ready for that. He wasn’t prepared. He blew his cork and flooded her young pussy with potent teenage cum. Megan laughed and fucked her new lover hard, milking every bit. Then she rolled him over so he could fuck her some more.
Buffy and Jack were going at it hard now. His fingers were in her. She needed more. She took off her top. She dropped her bra. She demanded that he suck her nipples. He pulled her panties down and she let him. He had his cock out. He wanted to put it in her but he didn’t think she’d let him. He tried to be sneaky and slip it in slowly. As soon as Buffy felt his cock at the opening of her sex she slammed her pussy up and swallowed half his cock. Her legs came up and her heel whacked his ass. He drove forward and, just like that, he was fucking his girlfriend. She was hot and tight and she made him want to squirt. “You gonna shoot in me?” she panted in his ear.
“I want to,” he said.
“I want you to,” she cooed.
He fired her full of his potent teenage cum. He packed her pussy. He shot until his balls hurt. She loved every hot spurt.
They all fell asleep, but teenage boys can do it a lot. Both boys woke up in the night and wanted to fuck their girls some more. The girls let them. By morning those girls should have weighed two pounds more with all that sperm in their bellies.
For the next two days, every time Jack could get Buffy alone some place, or Mark could get Megan alone some place, they slid their ever stiff cocks into ever horny pussies and squirted them full of hot slippery cream. Every time the girls found themselves somewhere where no one would see, they spread their perfect teen legs for their randy boyfriends and let them slid their pricks in and out of their pussies until they came. Those bad boys always stuck their nasty cocks just as far up in the girls as they could and then squirted.
Bob couldn’t wait a week to fuck his two favorite fuck toys. He had them come in every two days for private lessons. Every two days he served up a hot load of cum for each girl’s pussy. He taught them how to give the best blow jobs. He ate their pussies better than anyone else. They loved his lessons and used them on their boy friends.
Now, you might think that, what with getting their pussies packed with baby butter every single day (and twice at night) that these girls would have ended up pregnant. Acting camp was, after all, three months long.
Both girls had their periods the first month.
Megan missed her period the next month. She didn’t care.
Buffy missed her period just 10 days before she left to go back home.
Both girls told Bob, and of course he thought those babies were his. Neither girl knew and neither girl cared. They knew how to fuck and suck and they knew they could get men to do whatever they wanted.
So they left acting camp knocked up good and proper.
Megan went to visit her Uncle as soon as she got home. In no time at all she was flat on her back while he packed her full of his spooge. When her parents found out she was pregnant, they were furious and kicked her out. Her nice Uncle, who of course thought the baby was his, took her in so she’d have someplace to live. That worked out well for them both, since after that he got to fuck her every single day.
When Buffy finally admitted to her mother that she hadn’t had a period in four months, her mother screamed and yelled and grounded Buffy to the house until the baby was born. Poor Buffy. The only male around was her big brother. She cried on his shoulder and in no time he was sneaking into her room every night and fucking her socks off. Seeing as how it was safe to cum in her, he did. The only problem was that, after the baby was born – a fine healthy beautiful boy – he kept shooting off in her like he was trying to knocke her up good and proper again!
What a pair of sluts our little actresses were. But, you know what?
Neither one of them EVER had a single attack of stage fright!
In fact, I hear they did so well in the local amateur theatrical company … they’ve been selected to be counselors at acting camp!
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This is a series on the Movie business, and it will take many parts to tell the whole story. it is based on my book called We Did It Our Way. If you enjoy the story please vote Remember that this purely fictional
It was due to my college tuition that it all happened. After my parents had divorced two years ago my father had moved across the country and cut off all contact with me. My Mom had had to take two jobs for awhile just to get out of the pile of bills she was under partially due to the divorce so when it was time for me to go to college I had to pay my own way. My first year I had to work long hours to pay for it and it was difficult to find enough time for studying let alone for a social life.
It was during the summer when I was nineteen between my first and second year of college that my life took a turn that led to the unexpected place I found myself in. Though I still worked I actually had some time to have fun and it was while I was at a bar on a Friday night that things changed forever. I was drinking a lot thanks to my fake I.D. when I saw the bar was having a best bodies contest. Some friends talked me into entering because I was always in good shape and cut so I decided what the hey.
That night I came in second place and won $50 but after I was back at the table a free round of drinks arrived at the table followed shortly by a sharply dressed man. He introduced himself as Carlo and told me he had a business proposition for me. Needless to say even while drunk I was suspicious of his motives but he gave me his business card which identified him as a promoter. One of his endeavors was that he promoted male strippers for parties and clubs for a strictly female clientele.
“With your physique and baby face you could make a lot of money kid. If you’re interested when you’re sober give me a call tomorrow” were his last words to me before he departed.
His card wound up in my pocket and I didn’t think anymore of it until the next day when I discovered the card again. Though I doubted that I’d do it I could find out the details at the least so I called the number. Carlo informed me that I’d be able to only work nights which would free up my days for classes. Also the money I’d be making would easily dwarf what I was now making and that was before tips and other “perks”.
Since I was young and you only live once I decided to give it a try on one condition. I asked Carlo if there was anyway that I could do it disguised. He laughed and said it was possible, but added that hiding my face would hurt my bottom line but that was my business. He informed me that he was promoting a show that very night so I could go and see for myself, learn the ropes and get my feet wet so to speak. I agreed to meet him at the club that night.
That night sure was an education for me. To be honest I had seen some of those cfnm videos on the net but I figured they exaggerated somewhat for the camera. But what I saw was insane the way some of the women acted. Whether younger or older, thin or thick, with all heights and ethnicities some of these women went crazy which seemed to be encouraged.
While some of the women were embarrassed and refused to do more than look there were others who fondled, spanked and even sucked the talent. As the night progressed and the alcohol flowed things got even crazier. A couple of the strippers, out of a team of four, actually fucked a couple of customers who pulled up their skirts and were banged either bent over or actually on the top of table as the other women cheered them on.
They pulled out and came on the women and were showered with bills for doing so while the other two strippers came from receiving oral service. In moments while free the guys told me what to expect as well as regaling me with their most impressive exploits with the ladies. In fact many of the women were so worked up that I ended up with a number of phone numbers as well as offers for sex and that was while I was fully dressed hanging out by the edge of the room.
When the show was over I talked with Carlo backstage and I agreed to give it a try. He told me to show up the next afternoon so I could go through a crash course in dancing and other skills. But as he explained having the right look and being willing and able to “entertain” the ladies as necessary was more important than pure dancing skill.
“Being able to play to the crowd and read what a particular woman or group wants is the key. Now unless I’m mistaken I saw you making friends already even when not working and you probably want to go get laid. Enjoy it now because after doing this awhile some guys say it becomes like work” Carlo informed me.
That seemed hard to believe to me initially so I said good night and went to meet a young woman named Jamie who had come with some friends. She was in her early twenties and we wound up having sex in my car in the parking lot as neither of us lived alone. It was okay but I never called her again and she was just as happy to move on as I was.
So started my career as a male exotic dancer. I didn’t turn down any opportunities to work as I wanted to earn all I could before the fall semester began. To protect my identity I wore a mask similar to what some wrestlers wore as I didn’t want anyone to know who I was or how I earned my money. It might hurt my income potential some as my good looks were hidden but with my physique as well as my above average male endowment I did fine. Add the fact that I was young and my loads were large and many a lady squealed as I made a big mess on their face as we were cheered on by the crowd.
Of course I didn’t tell my Mom what I was doing instead telling her I was working for a party promoter which was true as far as it went. She had been doing well at work and in fact she had just been promoted and had received a nice raise. This particular Friday evening I’d let her know that I’d be working which was fine as she might go out with some of the women she worked with and have a drink due to her promotion. That was a bit unusual as Mom wasn’t much of a drinker and to be honest since her divorce Mom didn’t go out much. I had tried to encourage her to socialize as she was still under forty and a very attractive lady but except for a few dates where someone had set her up she stayed home for the most part.
That night the club was hopping. The way it worked would be that only ladies were allowed in during the show and afterwards it was opened to allow men in after they paid a large cover charge. Then they had a chance to score with a horny, half drunken woman. Since I was still the rookie I would wind up in the least desirable location where there were generally fewer women. Up to this point I had yet to actually fuck a woman as part of the show. Like all strippers I’d had customers fondling and sucking me and most nights I came, usually on the face of a woman and I’d certainly gone home with more than one woman at the end of the night.
But somehow I’d yet to go all the way during a show. Part of it was my reluctance to do so and also maybe my persuasive skills hadn’t developed as much as some of the other entertainers. The woman had to usually be really horny or slutty to be fucked in front of a crowd while no doubt her friends took pictures with their camera phones. Finally I have to mention that before every show I would masturbate to a small orgasm in order to prevent me from blowing too quickly while performing. For a young guy like me coming four times in a night wasn’t the problem but if I came too fast during a show that would be one. And with multiple women jerking and sucking me and many of them wanting to be the one to make the stripper shoot his load before her friend could, it certainly helped to prevent premature ejaculation.
That night when I took the stage I was the last to do so. The other strippers were dispersed around entertaining the crowd. The club floor had a somewhat L-shaped floor plan with two stages – the main one in the large area and the smaller one located in the angle of the L. After being introduced as ’The Masked Marvel’ I leaped on the smaller stage and danced for a minute as I removed my costume which consisted of a robe like a wrestler or boxer would wear and a pair of trunks that would rip away followed by me removing my matching thong leaving me with only my mask and boots on.
With the alternating dim and flashing lights and the music beating I jumped from the stage and started to roam the crowd, shaking my moneymaker in front of the ladies as I handled my package. Already a few bold women had slapped my ass or ran their fingers over my torso when a younger, bigger gal took my cock and started to stroke it. Immediately I started to harden and she then took it in her mouth and sucked it. She was very good at it and I was rock hard in no time but I had to break away as she seemed to be more than willing to continue until I came.
However I had to mingle with others as that was part of the job but one would always note where the eager ones were perhaps for a follow up visit later. I worked the small section of the L as that was my area for the night as the other three worked the larger section. Since I was the first to spend a lot of time there I didn’t want for a hand or mouth to make me feel welcome when I headed to a table that was by the back wall. A bunch of the women were standing and beckoning me to join them so I proceeded over there and started by dirty dancing with a taller woman before giving a sitting woman a lap dance. When I stood she smacked me hard as I shimmied away.
Another woman grabbed me and led me to a brown haired woman sitting at the back of the table who had her face covered with her hands. Pushing my ass onto her lap I gyrated as her friends hooted and hollered. When I stood the woman sitting next to her grabbed my cock and pulled it to her mouth. Up and down she worked it and she made up for her mediocre technique with unbridled enthusiasm.
“Suck his cock, suck his cock” the women chanted. Mistakenly I assumed they were referring to the woman who right now had my hardness in her warm mouth but I was wrong. Another woman stood to the side of me and she reached out and took the hand of the woman whose lap I had just been on and guided it to the base of my thick engorged prick.
“Suck him, suck him” they chanted again to encourage the seemingly reluctant woman.
The lady sucking me released my saliva coated erection in deference to the other woman. When I was turning toward that woman a camera flash went off in front of my face and I saw spots but I still stroked my hardness a few times. The next thing I knew my head was swallowed and I felt a tongue swirl around the sensitive underside making me gasp with pleasure.
I struck a pose flexing my muscles as the ladies cheered. Meanwhile more of my cock was taken into the wet mouth as my head hit the entrance to her throat. When I looked down I received the biggest shock of my young life. There concentrating as if her life depended on it was my Mom sucking on my cock. My mind went blank for a moment as she continued to slide her lips back and forth over me until she reached out and took my shaved balls into her hand.
When she did I saw her turn her head up to look at me as she pulled her mouth off me and licked all around the head like an ice cream cone. Thankfully my mask prevented me from being recognized and she dutifully continued her attention. Next she ran her tongue down my full length until she reached my balls which she then licked.
All the women must have been from her job as they all were cheering her on with calls of “You go girl, suck it like you mean it”, “Come on Patti, show us how the boss does it”, “Make him shoot” and other such salacious comments.
My Mom was surprisingly good at fellatio and in fact if she was a stranger I think I would have cum as she lovingly worked her red lips along my turgid tool. Because she was my Mom I’d have preferred if I lost my erection but her skill thwarted that. After a while her jaw muscles must have tired and she released me as she caught her breath.
Sensing an opportunity to escape this unintentional incestuous interlude I turned hoping to put some distance between us but the group of women from the table had hemmed me in. A young woman around my age grabbed me around my cock and bent down and licked me before pulling her head up as she jerked me roughly. One of the older women there seized my arm firmly.
“Don’t think that you’re going anywhere stud. We’re out in the boondocks here and we don’t get much attention in this section. Our boss was promoted and she’s going to get shown a good time especially since its been awhile for her and you have the nice big cock to do it.”
Already a number of bills had been stuffed in the armbands I wore to accentuate my biceps when the older woman now grabbed my erection in a death grip and spun me around by yanking on it.
“Well Patti now is your chance so don’t back out now. You agreed to it and you don’t want to go back on your word in front of everybody, do you?”
My Mom had conflicting emotions showing on her face. She seemed a little tipsy to me and I could clearly see desire reflected there though it was tempered by her natural modesty. As I said my Mom was a very attractive woman with brown hair cut around shoulder length and sparkling green eyes which shone with lust at this moment but she always had dressed conservatively. In fact she had always worn a one piece bathing suit and never a bikini even though her body was better than girls who were half her age.
She now had on a button down white blouse but it was unbuttoned lower than usual for her and I could see the creamy tops of her medium sized breasts above the white lacy bra she had on. She was also wearing a knee length black skirt and black stockings.
“I don’t know about this Donna” she said to the woman who held me tightly.
“Come on Patti, you gave your word but more importantly you haven’t got any since your divorce you told me” she replied to my Mom.
My Mom looked mortified when she said that in front of everyone but it seemed to inspire her. She stood and pulled her skirt up over her wide hips to her waist revealing a black pair of silky bikini panties before she sat on the edge of the table.
“Eat her puss, eat her puss” all the women chanted in unison as Donna pulled me close to my Mom by my dick.
I wasn’t sure if I could do this when I looked at her and saw my Mom’s face was a mixture of vulnerability combined with naked passion. Somehow this hardened my resolve to bring her pleasure. As strange as it sounds I felt I owed her this for all the sacrifices she had made for me during my life.
Bending down I brought my mouth to her panty covered mound inspiring raucous cheers from the table. There was a damp spot in the center of her flower and I could smell her natural scent and it intoxicated me. For a minute I kissed and gently nibbled at her covered treasure before I reached my hands up and slipped my fingers under the waistband. With one swift motion I yanked them down revealing her womanhood in all its glory.
It’s no exaggeration that it was the most beautiful pussy I had beheld in my nineteen years on this earth. Right at that moment it gleamed from her natural juices that seeped from her and the inner lips were swollen from desire. They were pale pink with a slightly darker pink inside them which was positively soaked from her arousal. She had obviously waxed recently as the only hair was a small triangle of curly, brown hair right above her vulva.
For only a moment I paused as I took in the beauty of her nether region before I buried my face at her womanly delta. My tongue ran the length of her upwards from the bottom of her plump lips until I reached her clit which I flicked making Mom moan. Next I pushed my tongue between her lips and worked it as deep as it could go spinning it as much as I could.
Her hand ran along the material of my mask as her co-worker Donna continued stroking me just enough to keep me from shrinking. All I was concerned with was eating this delicious pussy however. My mouth alternated kissing her lips, sucking her clit and licking all of her womanhood. She was making little sounds like a kitten now so I sucked her clit between my lips as I lashed it with my tongue.
After doing this for thirty seconds her body tensed and her legs clamped on my face as she began to shudder from her orgasm. Her delicious nectar I felt flow to my covered chin and soak my mask when Donna brought her mouth by my covered ear.
“You’re doing great, now all you have to do is put this thick prick in her and give it to her good.”
The reasoning part of my brain had shut down or at the least it was not functioning normally as I straightened up without thinking about what I was about to do. Donna positioned my bulbous head by the entrance to the paradise where I had originated. My head was shiny and slick from my pre-cum as I looked down at my Mom. Her eyes were half shut and she had a wanton expression on her beautiful face and I realized I had never desired a woman the way I wanted her at that moment and the consequences be damned.
Without conscious thought my hips drove forward pushing into her wet opening. She moaned as she bit her lower lip when my head forced its way inside. Mom was extremely tight as befitted a woman who had gone years since she was penetrated but my stiff cock wouldn’t be denied. Her wet folds yielded to the steady force as I pushed deeper in her channel. Once I was halfway inside Mom I pulled back until only my head remained ensconced and after waiting a moment I reversed course again sliding deeper into her than before.
Mom’s eyes were closed as I worked in and out of her ultra tight hole and I continued to stretch her out as my cock sank further with each thrust. Her pink flesh was like a velvet vice on my shaft and it yielded willingly as I plumbed her depths but when I would pull back it seemed to resist fiercely any retreat by my hard length. Putting my hands on her shoulders I guided her body back so her torso lay flat on the table and I was able to unbutton her blouse lower.
My fingers fumbled as they clumsily undid the buttons but eventually I succeeded in my task. My hungry hands pulled the lacy material of her cups downward freeing the soft flesh beneath. Mom had two small white globes topped with pink nipples and areolas which my hands covered and fondled lovingly. Her slim hands covered mine as she gasped with pleasure from the stimulation she was receiving. During this I had continued thrusting in and out of her flower even increasing the speed as she adjusted to my girth inside her.
Now I bent my knees a little which adjusted the angle of my thrusts slightly. Every time I drove forward my large head rubbed the top wall of her pussy channel stimulating her bundle of sensitive nerves there greatly. Mom was moaning continuously now as she was being pushed towards imminent release. Her long legs clamped around my waist and her hands reached out and I felt her nails dig into the skin of my forearms, marking the flesh in her throes of passion.
We stayed like that a moment, totally oblivious to everything around us as I enjoyed the feeling of her pussy muscles clenching on me during her climax. When she recovered somewhat she grabbed hold of my ass and in a low husky voice Mom demanded I continue.
“Don’t stop yet baby, keep going. Fuck me some more with that big meat of yours until you cum and hopefully I can cum again too.”
That was something I didn’t need to hear twice. Again I moved my hips in the familiar rhythm of love but I now began to pound her sweet hole harder than before. Between all the fucking and her lubrication I was sliding all the way to the depths of her wet canal with each thrust now. When I first started I wasn’t able to go balls deep but as she expanded to accommodate me it felt like my cock was being fully enclosed by a wet skintight glove that caressed my full length.
My thumb found her clit and rubbed it gently as I bottomed out with each forward motion of my body. Even as we were surrounded by cheering women and bass heavy music I managed to tune that out as my impending orgasm rapidly approached. When Mom’s fingers clutched my active hand I knew she was close as well so I increased my speed. We came together and I filled her with the fruit of our labors. Shot after shot of my teenage spunk jetted its way in her vagina as my balls emptied into her welcoming pussy.
She pulled me to her and for the first time ever our lips met with passion. The flavor of the wine she had consumed I tasted on her sweet mouth as my last remaining cum flowed out. Reluctantly I broke our kiss and straightened up and as I did I slid from her pussy. Mom surprised me by slipping off the table and swallowing my head which was covered in our mingled fluids until it was clean. As soon as she released it the table burst into cheers and I saw we had attracted a large audience with our show.
With all the hubbub going on I managed to slip away and head to the tiny “backstage” area. The best I could do was wipe down with some moist towelettes before changing to my regular clothing. Telling Carlo I wasn’t feeling well I got paid and slipped out the back door of the club and then I drove home. I was so confused by what had happened my hands actually shook on the wheel but I made it home with no problems.
Quickly I showered and put some sweats on but I also put on a long sleeved shirt due to marks on my forearms that my Mom had given me. After a couple of shots of vodka and half a joint I felt almost normal but I was undecided on what to do. The nights events replayed themselves in my mind again and again and I wrestled with the fact that I had just had sex with my Mom and that it was the best I’d ever had. But I knew it was wrong and couldn’t happen again even though when I replayed it in my mind it aroused me greatly.
The best thing to do would be to go to bed and sleep on my predicament and hope the morning brought me new counsel when I heard a car door slam and voices out front. Within a minute the front door opened and my Mom came in. She was humming to herself as she entered and she seemed surprised to see me home already. I’d been about to go upstairs but she beckoned me over.
“I don’t usually see you home this early during the weekend Jason. Come give your mother a kiss before you go to bed.”
With mixed emotions I went and embraced my Mom while giving her a peck on the cheek. The scent of our earlier coupling I could still faintly detect on her along with the wine she had consumed.
“Jason do I smell liquor on your breath” she slurred before giggling. “Not that I should talk as I’ve drank more wine tonight then I ever remember doing. The girls wanted me to celebrate so for once I let myself go.”
I know I shouldn’t have but I couldn’t help myself from replying.
“Did you have a good time Mom?” I asked.
That triggered a huge smile on her face as she considered my question.
“I really did baby. Maybe I should go out with the girls more often.”
Any other response probably wouldn’t have affected me like that one but it struck a nerve and I found myself speaking before I thought about it.
“It sounded like you were dropped off Mom.”
“Yeah one of the girls drove me home as I’m a little tipsy.”
“If you want me to drive you to get your car tomorrow then let me know” I told her.
“I don’t want to trouble you Jason, you have things you probably want to do tomorrow.”
“What could be more important then helping my Mom?”
“You are so sweet baby, how was I lucky enough to have such a wonderful young man for a son?”
Mom hugged me after saying that and she kind of lost her footing from her tipsy state but I easily held her. When I felt a growing reaction in my groin from her contact with me I quickly let her go and turned away before she could notice my arousal. Her hand touched me on my back.
“What is it? Is something wrong Jason? Please tell me, we’ve always been so close that I thought you could tell me anything.”
“I’m not sure if I can say anything this time Mom but it’ll be for your own good.”
“I don’t understand baby, please.”
It would be easy to blame the vodka but either way it doesn’t matter. Something in my head clicked as I walked to where my bag with my work clothes was. I removed an item and slipped it into my hand.
“Mom you better sit down if you want to hear this but I’m warning you that it’ll be difficult.”
She sat on the couch and I saw the worry on her face and I considered again what I was about to do but I couldn’t stop myself for some reason. Sitting down next to her I couldn’t even look her way as I placed the mask I’d been wearing earlier on the couch between us.
“Oh my God Jason. Are you saying… You can’t mean that….Am I dreaming?”
“No Mom you’re not dreaming but part of me wishes you were. That’s the new job I have. I’ve made a lot more money doing it then I was making and I figured it wouldn’t hurt anyone and no one knew who I was. But tonight before I realized it you were, well you know, and then it was like I was trapped and things just snowballed. I’m sorry Mom” I concluded.
She looked to be in shock as I got up and left her sitting there. Under the circumstances I didn’t know what else to do. What does one normally do after informing ones mother that the two of you had sex earlier while you were a masked stripper? Once in my room I lay down but my mind was too confused to sleep. My thoughts swirled like a maelstrom in my mind with no hope of relief. Suddenly I felt the bed shift as my Mom sat next to me. When I looked I saw she had a glass in her hand half full of clear liquid and when she took a swallow she made a face. While she sat there neither of us said a word but she continued drinking it until the glass was empty. Finally she touched my arm and I looked her way.
“Jason let me say what I have to with no interruptions please. Things haven’t been easy for me the last few years since your father left me. I doubted myself and I didn’t want to get hurt again so I shut myself off for the most part from human contact. Tonight was the first time I’ve been with a man since then and I now find out that it was you. Part of me wants to cry but part of me wants to laugh at it all. I’m not sure why but I don’t feel guilty about what happened even knowing it was you. Maybe because I’m drunk and I was so horny and I had such a good time earlier, I don’t know. But right now what happened has happened. We can’t go back and change it, we just have to decide what to do tomorrow. But I know this, that the night still isn’t over so I’m going to do this.”
Saying that she leaned over and kissed me flush on the mouth as her body rolled on top of mine. Instantly we were kissing madly as our tongues explored each others mouths. The heat from her body radiated from Mom as I pulled her close. My rapidly hardening erection pushed into her soft body. My hands unzipped her skirt and she raised herself up enough that I could roll it and her panties past her ample hips. She then kneeled as she unbuttoned and removed her blouse.
My fingers unclasped her brassiere and tossed it aside and then my mouth closed over a pink nipple as I sucked on it. Mom gasped and attempted to push more of her breast into my mouth as I lavished attention on her pink, hard nub. Her hand was rubbing along my leg and when she brushed her fingers against my bulge I shuddered with desire.
Mom moved off me and removed her skirt and panties leaving on her black stockings as I stripped down until I was naked. With no need of preliminaries I pushed her onto her back and knelt between her legs. Her hand had already grasped me and was guiding me to her waiting entrance. My hips thrust forward as soon as she was ready and in one long stroke I completely sank to my balls. Our lips found each other and her long legs locked around me as we made sweet incestuous love.
Whether it was ten minutes or a hundred years I couldn’t say at the time but after I discharged into her pinkness I didn’t slow at all but continued at a steady pace. Finally she whispered in my ear and I rolled us over in response to her words and she now set the pace as her beautiful and sexy body rode me for all we were worth. This way my mouth found and gave proper attention to her perky breasts while my hand again played her clit like a maestro.
Only after she reached her state of nirvana did I begin to piston my hips up from below as I raced to join her in bliss. It was Mom squeezing my thickness with her internal muscles that pushed me past the point of no return. My mouth again clamped on a hard nipple as I erupted like Mt. Vesuvius inside her and when I did her teeth bit my shoulder hard in response. We lay joined like that as I eventually shrank though I didn’t pull out from her. The last thing I remembered before I slept was Mom stroking my cheek while murmuring.
“My sweet baby is all grown up now and he made Mommy so happy tonight.”
The sun shining through my window woke me the next day and I lay in bed alone. My headache and crusty penis convinced me that it wasn’t a dream and my Mom’s clothes still scattered about proved it. I stumbled to the shower and did my best to not think as the hot water cascaded down my body. As I left the bathroom in my robe I heard Mom call.
“Jason breakfast is ready.”
Well might as well see how thing were I thought to myself as I headed down and sat at the kitchen table. My Mom placed a cup of coffee in front of me then laid her hand on my shoulder. My eyes gazed into her emerald ones as I tried to figure out what she was thinking.
“Penny for your thoughts honey” she said to me. I swallowed before replying.
“Mom” I began “maybe if we could go back in time it would be a good thing but we can’t. The way I see it we have two choices.”
“Go on” Mom replied softly.
“One that you are so disgusted with me and what I did that you want me out as soon as possible and I understand if you do.”
She made no response and had her face turned away so I continued.
“Two that we’ll do our best to put this behind us and I’ll try to forget that my Mom, the person who I love the most in the world, the woman who was always there for me is also the hottest and sexiest woman I know as well. I’ll try to be a good son to you and if I’m thinking impure thoughts of you and I can’t control them then I guess I’ll move back to option one.”
There was a period of silence after I spoke and Mom didn’t move or speak. Finally when the tension was about to drive me insane she turned and looked into my eyes.
“You’re young Jason so you can be forgiven for only presenting two choices but personally I reject them and propose another. Right now I have two life insurance policies on myself with you the beneficiary. I’m going to cash one in so it can pay your tuition. That way you won’t have to strip for horny, desperate women.”
She held her hand up for silence before I could interrupt her then continued.
“After you graduate we could move from here to another city or state where no one knows us and people wouldn’t worry so much about our relationship.”
At that moment Mom opened my robe before sitting on my lap while reaching down and taking me in hand.
“That is if you don’t mind living with this old lady who loves you and now desires you so much that no other man could compete. I tell you this Jason, no other woman will love you or satisfy you the way your mother will. What do you say?”
For an answer I kissed her hard as my hands pulled her closer.
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Hopefully you’ve read the first part because there IS a story here.
the story continues
The final chapter
The next series to Sara’s Prtective Dad
This is the planned ending I am leaving comments on to see if you have had enough or want more.
Ranchland’s population grows, and the promises of a happier New Year show themselves . . . .
I woke up the next morning wondering if it was all a dream. I quickly realized it wasn’t when I felt a bare breast against my arm. She was still snuggled up against me, but her shirt was now completely unbuttoned. She had one of her legs draped over mine and could feel the warmth of her pussy against my leg even thru her panties. Looking down I could see her v-string disappear into the crack of her ass my hand just inches away from it. This was real.
Even though I didn’t want this moment to end, I knew we should both get up and get on with our day. I kissed her softly on the top of her hair.
“It’s about time you woke up,” Melissa said. “I’ve been awake for about half an hour”
“Why didn’t you wake me up?, I asked.
“I tried but you were out like a light. I thought I was going to have to take drastic measures.”
“Like what? I’m not sure anything could have woken me,” I said with an air of challenge in my voice. “I don’t ever remember having slept so soundly.”
“I slept pretty good myself. I think this might have worked though,” she said uncertainly. She hesitated for a few seconds before I felt her move her hand from my stomach. She reached down and gave my already semi-hard cock a light squeeze thru my shorts. She then sat up and gave me a quick kiss and got of bed. She didn’t bother to close her shirt and I got my first full view of her breasts.
Sis picked up the phone and called our parents to let them know she got in alright. “Yes it worked out okay. We’re gonna spend some time together today, but we’ll stop by in a little while,” she said into the phone. “Oh and mom… I don’t want you and dad to be working out in the yard today to get ready for the cookout. It’s just to hot for you two to be working outside. Shawn and I will be over tomorrow and take care of getting things ready. I love you too mom. We’ll see you after we grab a bite to eat,” she added.
“Is that the surprise for our date? Going to work in the folks yard?” I joked.
“No goofy, that’s tomorrow. Let’s consider that our third date.”
She walked toward the fridge and opened it. “Typical bachelor refrigerator… A few different things to drink and some carryout leftovers. I’ll give you credit for not having anything growing though,” she laughed.
“There’s coffee if you want to make some,” I told her.
“That’s OK, I quit drinking coffee the same time I quit smoking.”
“Geez Sis… I am so embarrassed that I didn’t even notice that you’d quit,” I apologized.
She walked toward me her top totally open now. Placing her arms around my neck she pressed her body into mine. “That’s alright big brother. The changes you did notice mean more to me,” she said softly. Again she kissed me on my lips. I started to return the kiss but she quickly let go and walked away.
“How about I use your car and run to the store and get a few things to eat while you take a shower?” she suggested. “Oh and can I use your computer to check my email?”
“Sis… you don’t even have to ask. While you’re here consider this your home.”
I went to the bathroom to take a shower. The hot shower felt so good and the thought of everything that had happened since Melissa’s arrival had my cock fully hard and wanting some relief. I started to reach down to take care of business but instead reached to turn the water to cold. I was sure that before she had to go, that I was finally going to make love to my beloved sister.
Since I wasn’t a lover of cold showers, I finished quickly, dryed off, and got dressed. I wasn’t sure what she had in mind for the day, so I just put on a pair of nice jeans and a golf shirt. I called work to let them know I wouldn’t be in that day and they told me it wouldn’t be a problem. Melissa must have brought in the morning paper and set it on the counter. I turned on the morning news and sat down to read the paper at the same time while I waited.
It was about ten minutes later when Melissa came in carrying a few bags. She asked me to get the rest out of the car and she’d start fixing us something to eat. I brought in the rest and she told me to go back to reading the paper until breakfast was ready.
As I sat down I noticed she was dressed very differently today. She had on a nice shirt and pair of shorts. Although they still complimented her figure they almost seemed baggy compared to the skintight outfit she had arrived in. Her hair was pulled back in a ponytail. “Probably just wants to be comfortable for whatever she has planned,” I thought.
After a few minutes she called me. “Ready to eat?
I got up and she was setting two bowls on the breakfast bar and already had poured two large glasses of orange juice. As I got closer I saw the bowls contained a variety of sliced fruits. “No bacon and eggs?” I asked.
“Weren’t you the one to tell me to watch what I eat? I do treat myself to a more traditional breakfast every two weeks or so though. I seem to remember that you liked the fruits I picked,” she said.
“I was just teasing. It looks good. Just like you,” I added. I leaned over to kiss her and she turned her head and tilted it offering her cheek to kiss.
“Sit down and eat so we can getting going,” she told me.
As I was eating, I thought to myself, “I wonder if she is having second thoughts about what has happened between us. The more conservative outfit and having me kiss her on the cheek instead of her lips.”
“This is a nice change of pace from my regular breakfast. I think I could get used to this.” I told her.
“Which? Having fruit for breakfast of somebody fixing it for you?” she said chuckling, but looking seriously into my eyes.
“Both,” I said with more seriousness than I intended
“Wow are you considering ending your solitary lifestyle?” she asked
“Maybe…. for the right woman,” I replied.
“Well brother dear, promise me you’ll get my approval this time.” she insisted. “I never did like that bitch you married. She was just taking advantage of your good nature. I don’t want to see you get hurt again.”
She seemed to be sending out mixed signals to me. I couldn’t think clearly. I so badly wanted to tell her it was her I wanted in my life like that, but was still afraid I would scare her off. Was the physical contact just her way of playfully trying to prevent the tension that always seemed exist when we were together? I decided I should lay off the subtle suggestions and limit the physical contact to what would be appropriate to for a brother and sister.
“OK Sis. I will be sure to get your blessing this time. IF there is a this time.”
We finished eating in silence. I got up and took the dishes to the sink and rinsed them off and put them in the dishwasher.
“OK Bro, lets get going. Mom and dad are expecting us to stop by for a few minutes,” she said.
I have a quick question Sis.”
“What is it?”
“Am I dressed OK for whatever you have planed?”
“Well, I would suggest you put on some shorts, but we both know you never wear shorts except around the house.”
“OK, let’s get going,” I said as I picked up my keys and cell phone.
During the ride to our parent’s house Melissa asked, “I hope it is ok that I volunteered both of us to do all the heavy work for the cookout this weekend?”
“Not a problem Sis. I was already planning to go over to help tomorrow,” I told her. “I think if the fairy tale of me finding my Princess and settling down in a nice house with a white picket fence. I will volunteer to take over the hosting.”
“We think alike on that. When I was driving to the store this morning and thought about doing the same if I decide to move back here. I got to thinking though with the exception of the heavy work that planning and hosting the cookout seems to give them a lot of pleasure.”
“You’re really thinking of moving back!” I said with surprise. “How long have you been thinking about that and what’s keeping you from doing it?”
“For a few months now. There are a few details that I am not sure will work out the way I’d like but I think I’ll have decided by the end of this trip,” she quietly said. Seeming to want to change the subject she added, “I meant to tell you after I went to store that I really like your new car.”
“I’m glad you do. Since I live in a small place it leaves a little extra money in my pocket so I decided to spoil myself a little. I’ll tell you what, if you move back I’ll let you use it whenever you want. You can add that as a plus for reasons to move back.”
“Actually the way you made that offer puts a handful of pluses in the move back column. Please don’t tell mom and dad I am thinking about it. I don’t want them to get their hopes up if my plans don’t work out. “Add that to our secrets we wouldn’t want to share with the folks,” she instructed me.
As we got out of the car mom and dad came out to greet us. They exchanged hugs and kisses with Melissa and told us to come in for a few minutes. As we were walking in mom complimented on her new appearance.
We all took seats in the living room. We exchanged the usual small talk pleasantries. The details for Sunday’s cookout were discussed. Melissa and I took turns asking about the various things that needed done to get ready. We let them know all the things we were going to do to help get ready and would be back the next morning.
Mom then changed the subject asking, “So what do you two have planned for the day. I can’t remember the last time you both did something together.” She sorta scolded us both saying, “It’s about time the two of you finally grew up. You were always so cold to each other. I never could understand why. My maternal instincts told me you didn’t hate each other and you never fought like some siblings do.”
I spoke up first saying, “It’s really hard to explain mom. I’m not sure I totally understand myself. But the important thing is that we’ve finally put that in our past and we’re getting to know each other again.” I really did know the reason why I was like that but couldn’t ever let them know the kind of love I felt for my sister.
“Nicely said Bro, It’s the same for me, I am so happy to be friends with my big brother again.” She then flashed that same smile she had right before she kissed me goodnight and fell asleep in my arms the night before.
Mom seemed very happy saying, “I’m so glad to see that. So you never told me what you’re up to today.”
Sis told her, “I’m keeping it a secret from Shawn. I want him to be surprised.” She then whispered something into mom’s ear. Whatever she told mom must have hit deep with mom because you could see her eyes start to tear up. She than got up and walked over to dad bent over and whispered into his ears.
“That’s a great idea sweetheart! The two of you always loved going there. Why don’t you two get on with your plans… we have the next few days to catch up with things. Melissa you’re mom is right you are looking very nice and I am glad you’re getting over everything that happened last Christmas.”
Melissa bent over kissing dad on the cheek. “Thanks daddy, we’ll see you tomorrow,” she said. “Come on big brother let’s roll. Oh, give me your keys. I’m driving since you don’t know where we’re going yet.”
I tossed her the keys telling her, “It’s your show today. I’ve been looking forward to finding out what your surprise is.”
Mom and dad walked us to the door telling us to have fun.
Melissa climbed in the driver’s side as I got in on the passenger side.
“Hang on Bro, I’m gonna take you for a ride we’ll never forget,” she almost shouted. I couldn’t help imagining the possible double meaning of those words. She then peeled out as she pulled away from the house.
We were both very quiet as we started got on the highway. I was trying to figure out where we were heading. Finally I figured out where that might be. Speaking up I asked, “Are we going to the zoo?”
“You got it Bro.”
“Dad was right we both loved going there when we were kids. I haven’t been there in a few years. Good choice Sis.”
“There’s a bigger reason I picked it,” she said quietly.
“What’s that?” I asked.
“Well it’s really the last place I remember going where we really had fun together. You’d take my hand and practically drag me from exhibit to exhibit, tell me all about all the different animals. I’d sneak up behind you and put ice down your back from my soda. I love to relax thinking about those times. Shortly after the last time we went is when the invisible wall went up. “Why do you think that happened,” she asked nervously.
I felt very guilty. She spent time remember those times. Even though I often thought back to those times as well, I also spent a lot of time fantasizing about making love to her. I answered, “I think because we were both getting older and maybe we just fell into that stereotype that it wasn’t cool for a brother and sister to be good friends.” That was the truth to some extent but I knew it went far beyond that to much larger social stigma.
She looked at me quickly and returned her eyes to the road. “That may be part of it, but I know for me that it goes far beyond that,” she stated boldly. “I can see you’re uncomfortable talking about it, but promise me you’ll open up tonight and I will too. I know I need to do it no matter what the consequences.”
“I agree. You know mom and dad always used to say I’m the smart one.” I added, ” I think you really are.”
“We both are Shawn. You just hold it in more than I do and I think I finally figured out why. I am almost 100% sure that everything is going to work out like we never could have imagined.”
Now I was really scared. Could she know how I felt about her and planned to tell me how wrong it was and I needed to get over it and move on with my life. Everything had gone great between us since she got in town. Maybe I could think of something else to tell her. I knew that wouldn’t work though. She always had this ability to read right thru people and tell what they were really like. I was so deep in thought I did not notice we had arrived at the zoo and already parked.
“Sir, we have arrived at our destination. The local time is 10:15 am and the temperature is 71 degrees with partly cloudy skys. I’d like to thank you for riding Little Sis’s taxi service. If your future travel plans mean a ride anywhere in the local area I hope you choose your Little Sis to get you there again,” she announced.
All my nervous thoughts were gone in an instant as we both burst out laughing so hard it hurt. “I’m gonna hold you to that Sis,” I told you.
“Well that’s good because I plan to hold you to letting me use this hot car of yours whenever I want. Now hop out I need to scoot over to the passenger seat,” she told me.
I hopped out and held the door open to watch to see what she had to do. She started unbuttoning her shorts and slipped them down her legs. Her shirt was long so I couldn’t see what she had on underneath. Then she lifted her shirt over her head and picked up her shorts and shirt quickly folding them and setting them on the seat. She was now wearing some skintight white shorts and a red tube top. Completing the transformation she reached back and took out the band holding her hair in a ponytail and shook it loose. God she went to beautiful to totally hot in seconds.
“Damn you look hot!” I slipped.
“Thanks, I’ve always thought a woman should look good for her man when he is so special to her. I want every guy here today see us and think you’re the luckiest son of bitch in the world to have such a hot date,” she said stepping out of the car.
I started to wonder why she let herself go after she got married. If what she just said was true then her husband must not have been that special to her. Maybe she was just trying to boost my self esteem. Either way this definitly was not the time to broach that topic.
As we headed toward the ticket counter she slipped her arm around mine and rested her head on my arm as I led the way.
As the day progressed things were very much like they used to be. There were new exhibits since she had been there and like before I would take her hand and lead the way and tell her about them. When taking a break to have a snack and cold drink reached into my cup when she wasn’t looked and grabbed a piece of ice and dropped it between her breasts where it slid down into her tube top. She could have just pulled the bottom away and let it fall out. She looked around quickly and seeing we were alone pulled her tube top down to retrieve the piece of ice. Although it wasn’t my intention the effect of the ice had made Melissa’s nipples hard. She rubbed the piece of ice over each nipple making them even harder before pulling her top back up.
You brat! See what you did? I would make you kiss them to warm them back up, but it would only make them harder,” she teased. She took me by the hand. “Come on I want to ride the train.”
It was just a small train that lead through an area where the animals roam freely. While on the train we started trading quick playful kisses. There was an older couple behind us. I heard the woman ask her husband, “Were we still in love that much when we were their age?” We looked at each other and smiled went back to watching the animals.
We enjoyed the rest of our visit to the zoo walking and holding hands or with arms around each others waist. As the sun began to set we took a seat on a bench. The zoo would close soon and so would the wonderful time we had shared together. We watched the sun slip below the horizon
Melissa looked into my eyes and said sincerely, “Today has been wonderful Shawn. I’ll always remember this as one of the greatest days of my life.”
No further words were spoken as our lips came together. This time it didn’t end after a few seconds Instead it became more intense. Our lips parted as our tongues explored each others lips and mouths. Time seemed to stand still.
A voice came over the loudspeaker, “Guests, the zoo is now closing for the day. We hope you’ve enjoyed your visit and invite you to return again soon.”
We broke our kiss and stood to leave. We looked at each other and embraced resuming our passionate kissing.
This time we were interrupted by the sound of someone clearing his throat. We turned to see a security guard standing nearby.
“I am sorry I have to interrupt but we’re closed now. You need to exit the park.” he apologized.
“We’re sorry,” I said catching my breath. We did hear the announcement but I guess we just got caught up in the moment,” I confessed.
“That’s ok,” He told us. “Hardly a day goes by when we don’t have to break up a couple like yourselves especially when there is a beautiful sunset like we had tonight. This spot and a few other’s like it are the first place we stop when making our rounds after closing.”
Melissa and I both looked at him embarrassed for being caught making out like a couple of teenagers. Holding hands we quickly walked toward the gate.
“Hold on a second!”, he called out to us.
We stopped and turned toward him. He came back up to us and motioned for us to walk with him proceeding toward the exit gate again.
He explained, “You know there must be something magical about that spot. It seems to bring out the true love couples feel toward each other. It’s happened to couples I’ve come close to kicking out for getting into some pretty heated arguments during the day. It happens to the young and old. I’ve even had some gay couples I’ve broken up. That kinda woke be up that two people of the same sex could truly love each other. I learned the same thing about couples with a large difference in their ages. When you’re drawn to that spot it must be true love guiding you. It’s almost like cupid is watching that spot shooting love arrows as fast as he can.”
We got to the gate but the guard continued talking.
“There is something about the two of you that reminds me of another couple that comes here. About twelve years ago they were the very first couple I had to interrupt. They were both about 17 years old I’d say. I figured it was just overactive teenage hormones kicking in,” he laughed. “They kept coming back though a few times a year always ending the day on that bench watching the sunset. A few years later someone must of pulled some strings with the board of directors. They became the first couple to have a sunset wedding and then a reception here after we closed to the public. They have two children now. Mike is seven and Shawna is four. Mike is always dragging his sister around telling her about all the animals. Mom and dad just follow along letting them have their fun. All the staff know their story and when they are here at closing time someone will volunteer to take the kids for a behind the scenes tour so mom and dad can have some alone time watching the sunset.”
I looked at Melissa and could see tears in her eyes. She let go of my hand and walked over to the guard and hugged him.
“Thank you so much for sharing that with us,” she told him. “It has really helped me put some things in the right perspective.”
She then came back to me. I wiped a tear from her cheek as she put her arm around my waist.
“It my pleasure,” he responded. “You two have a nice evening,” saying it with a grin and a subtle wink.
“I’m sure we will,” I responded. “I hope you have to kick us out again sometime.”
“It would be my honor to do that sir. We have to make our guests happy,” he said with a chuckle.
When we reached the car Melissa looked up at me saying, “I am impressed Bro!”
“What do you mean Sis?”
“I’ve never seen you express your feelings like that to a total stranger.”
I hadn’t even realized that was what I had done. “Oh that is probably because he was a total stranger,” I told her.
“I’d buy that excuse except for one thing. The remark you made about having to kick us out again. You genuinely meant that. So if we were to return and see him again he’d no longer be a stranger.”
I started to ask her when she got a degree in psychiatry, but she put her arms around my neck and kissed me.
“Let’s go home,” she said and then got in the car. I closed the door behind her and walked around and climbed into the driver’s seat.
As we pulled out of the parking lot I asked, “Want to grab a bite to eat? I know a nice quiet restaurant.”
“No thanks, I’ve eaten so much junk food today I shouldn’t eat for the next week,” she stated. “Unless…” she paused. “I find some way to work it off,” she said with a grin.
Subconsciously my foot started to press harder on the accelerator. I felt her hand on my thigh. “Slow down Bro!” she commanded. “We’ve held our desires in for almost 30 years. Let’s not get hurt or killed in an accident in the last few hours of that wait.”
As she ran her hand over my thigh, I relaxed on the accelerator and slowed to a safe speed. After we exited the highway I pulled into a grocery store parking lot.
“I need to get a few things wanna come in?” I asked while parking.
“No, I think I’ll wait in the car.”
“Ok, I’ll only be a few minutes,” I told her. I went into the store, bought two bottles of her favorite wine and returned to the car. I set them in the back of the car and resumed the drive home.
Melissa started laughing when she saw what I had bought. She started rubbing my thigh again.
“What’s so funny?” I asked.
“Nothing really. I was just thinking one bottle would have been enough. You don’t have to get me drunk to seduce me,” she said as her hand moved slowly squeezing my cock through my pants. Her other hand lightly running her nails over the exposed part of her breasts.
As good as it felt I reminded her of what she said earlier about getting in an accident. Reluctantly she stopped and just rested her head on my arm.
We pulled into the apartment complex a few minutes latter. I retrieved the wine from the back seat. We took each other’s hand as we walked to the apartment.
After we entered the apartment we fell into each others arms and kissed with even more passion than ever. It had to have lasted at least five to ten minutes. Melissa broke off the kiss trying to catch her breath.
“God Bro, I’ve NEVER been kissed like that!!!” she said gasping. “Where did you learn to kiss like that?”
She reached down and picked up the two bottles of wine which slipped from my hands. She walked to the kitchen and put one in the freezer and the other in the refrigerator.
“To tell you the truth, I really don’t know. I’ve never considered myself a good kisser. Maybe it’s because you’ve never been kissed by someone who loves you as much as I do and the fact that there are so many years of missed kisses bottled up inside me.”
We sat on the couch together. We both confessed the love we had felt for each other all these years and the fear we both had of letting the other know. We both thought that if we had admitted or shown those feelings the other would hate us for it.
I looked deep into her eyes and told her with all my heart, “Melissa, I love you… I always have. I love you as my sister, but I also love you as a man loves a woman. I will love you forever and will always be there for you.”
Melissa looked back at me stunned. Finally she reached over taking my hand in hers and said firmly, “Shawn, I love you as well… I always have. I love you as my brother, but I also love you as a woman loves a man. I will love you forever and will always be there for you.”
Like a bride and groom who had just completed their vows we kissed. Melissa got up from the couch. We were both in a daze from what had just transpired.
“I’m gonna take a shower and freshen up a little.”
“Want someone to wash your back for you,” I volunteered.
“Mmmm…that is tempting Bro, but not this time. We’re both gonna need one in the morning so let’s plan that one to be together. The wine should be chilled enough now that you can pour us each a glass. I’ll be out in about 10 minutes and meet you here on the couch.” She gave be a kiss on my forehead and walked away.
As she headed toward the bathroom she was undoing her shorts and stopped to step out of them. She had nothing on underneath. When she took her tube top off she didn’t do so as a expected. Instead she pulled it down below her breasts and and slid it down to her ankles. She then lifted one foot out and lifted her leg with the top hanging from her ankle. She then picked up her shorts. She turned facing me and blew me a kiss before heading to the bathroom. I was seeing her totally nude for the first time.
I already had seen her pretty much topless so I knew her breasts were quite firm for a woman in her fortys. About the only thing I hadn’t seen was the neatly trimmed brown bush that covered her pussy. Her body was incredible. The diamond navel piercing accentuated it even more.
I quickly changed into a pair of gym shorts and decent t-shirt. I closed the drapes. I had a small fireplace with gas logs which was more for appearance than heat. Since I didn’t have any candles to set the mood I lit it and turned off the lights. I heard the shower stop so I quickly poured the wine.
Melissa came into the room wearing the tiger print bra and pantie set I had gotten her. I stood speechless as I admired her.
“What’s a matter cat got your tongue?”
“Not a cat but a tigress does.”
“I’m glad to hear that because I have some plans for that tongue.”
She walked toward me. She stopped short and started posing in sexy positions letting me see her from all angles. Stepping toward me she took her her glass of wine taking a sip as we sat down. Instead of joining me she sat down on the floor in front of me just like the previous night. She reached under the couch and pulled out her hair brush.
I took it from her and went to work brushing out her freshly washed hair. It smelled different tonight so I suspect she used the shampoo and conditioner I got her.
“I noticed we seemed to spend more time watching the tiger exhibit today than the others. I thought this would be an outfit you would appreciate. Doe’s it look as good on me as you imagined?, she asked turning her head and looking me straight in the eyes.
“I’m busted,” I thought out loud. “How did you know?”
She turned her head back toward the fireplace so I could continue brushing her hair.
“Well when I first got them I tried to think of who might have sent them. They would have to know my address and that I was no longer married. That narrowed it down to just a few guys Brian used to work with that had hit on me when we had a party or cookout at the house. Then a couple of things hit me. The first was the timing that I received them just a few days after we exchanged email about picking me up at the airport. The second was how you would admire me when we were teenagers and I’d wear very little for our hair brushing sessions. But then the surprise you showed when I walked out in the sleep shirt last night made me think I was mistaken. I have to confess that when I checked my email this morning, I checked your browser history and found you had been on Victoria’s Secret website and viewed all the outfits I got. I was quite flattered. You boosted my self esteem just like when we were teenagers.”
She further explained, “When I first asked you to start brushing my hair it was just so I could spend a little time with you. Then I noticed how you would look at me at times. I could tell you found me attractive even though I didn’t think I was. So I started wearing less clothes for those times together. I could tell it excited you so I kept it up. I found myself getting turned on doing it.” I noticed she was now rubbing the front of her panties. “Knowing that you found me sexy gave me the confidence to start dating. It only took a few dates with different guys to know it was really you I wanted to be with.”
Her voice trailed off as she became lost in pleasuring herself. She now had one hand in her panties rubbing her pussy and the other caressing her breasts. I reached down and started to massage her breasts. Discovering it opened from the front I undid her bra pulling the cups back. I continued rubbing them now concentrating on her hard nipples.
“Ooooh God it feels better than I thought it would,” she moaned. She leaned back into me resting her head on my now exposed cock. She moved her head back and forth letting her soft hair caress it. I continued playing with her tits. I could tell she was close to cumming. “Ooooh yes big brother!!! Play with my tits. Help your little sister cum just like she knew you would someday, ” she said gasping for breath. I felt the spasms in her body as she reach an orgasm. She screamed, “Bro!!! I’m cumming, oh fuck I’m cumming.”
She fell back against me catching her breath. I lifted her limb body on to the couch with me. When her eyes opened we started kissing as I felt her hand wrap around my cock.
“Aaaww…. That feels so good Sis.”
“Hang on Bro, I’m just getting started.”
Taking the bottom of my t-shirt she pulled it over my head. She then kissed her way down my chest and over my stomach. She pulled my shorts down and I lifted up as she pulled them off of me. I waited for her to return to kissing her way toward my throbbing cock. Instead she crawled back up straddling my chest while on her knees. I reached behind her holding her firm ass on my hands. The smell of her wet pussy was overpowering as I tried to pull her toward my mouth to taste her.
“Not yet, I rubbed my clit so hard it’s raw I think,” She laughed. As she slowly played with the string of her panties. I ran my hand around to the front of her thighs gently rubbing them. My thumbs under her panties which were soaked with her juices. Her bush of pubic hair was very thick and I loved rubbing my fingers thru it. I carefully avoid her clit as my hands explored the rest of her pussy.
After a few minutes I reached up and started pulling her v-string down. She lifted one knee and pulled her leg out leaving them around her other knee. She straightened that leg and let it hang over the edge of the couch where they slid down to her ankle and she kicked them free.
She leaned forward still on her knees she moved her hips side to side causing her nipples to brush lightly against my chest. “Having you play with my tits while I rubbed my pussy was one of many fantasies I had while you would brush my hair for me. Tell me one of your’s big brother. Let your little sister make it come true,” she begged.
There were so many, but most involved me giving her pleasure. Knowing she was still sensitive from playing out her own, I thought of one.
“My cock used to get very hard from seeing your sexy body even though it was covered. Those times you would just wear a towel I often imagined it coming undone. You would just pick it up and toss it aside as I continued to brush your hair. I’d look down and see your nice firm tits and the soft brown bush hiding your pussy. Seeing them now they were just as I had imagined. Your hair was much longer then so it would rest on my crotch as I brushed closer to your head. I imagined taking my dick out to just feel it touching it.” As I was telling her this she had slid of the couch and sat in front of me and i sat up on the couch.
“I bet I turned around like this,” she continued for me as was on her knees in front of me staring at my hard dick.” As I ran my fingers thru her hair she reached out and stroked it.
“Yes you did…” I answered.
“Then what?”
I reached around her pulling her hair to the side and draping it over her shoulder. She positioned herself tilting her head to the side her hair now resting in my lap. She was reading my mind as she held my dick with her beautiful chestnut hair wrapped around it and started jacking me off.
“Oh sis…. that’s perfect.” Her hands moved at just the right speed and squeezed with the right pressure. I wasn’t going to last long.
Melissa sensed I was going to cum soon asking me, “Do you want to cum in my hair giving me your personal conditioner?”
“Nooo, your hair is much too beautiful for that,” I told her. “That is for porn flicks not the woman I love.”
“Where then? Where do you want to shoot your hot cum?”
I didn’t have time to tell her. Reaching behind her head I pulled it forward. Her mouth opened and engulfed my dick in her mouth just as I started to shoot. She swallowed it all.
It was my turn to lay back and catch my breath. She got back on the couch snuggling against me. We both sat quietly.
Sis looked at me asking,”Now that we have that out of our system can we finish our talk?”
“Sure whatever you want.”
“Why don’t you pour us each another glass of wine?”
I picked up the glasses and went to the kitchen and I filled both glasses. Her words bothered me ‘now that we have that out of our system’. Was this going to be the end of it? What about the vows we made after confessing our love for each other. Well they didn’t mention remaining together only being there for each other. A normal brother and sister relationship would include that type of loyalty. I downed a whole glass of wine and then poured another.
I returned and sat next to her on the couch handing her the glass of wine. She snuggled into me putting my arm around her. We both took a sip of our wine and she started to say something.
With a confidence I never knew that I had I interrupted, “When I told you how I loved you earlier and would always be there for you I should have added that I want us to be together as a couple. The past 24 hours have been wonderful and can not think of any memory that will ever be better. If you think it is better to return to a brother sister relationship I will respect that.”
“Remember when I told you about coming back to live here it was just a matter of working out the details? It was more a matter of if you were going to accept how I felt about you or hate me. If you accepted my love then I’d be able to come back. When the guard at the zoo told us about how he had come to accept some of the unconventional relationships such as gay couples and couples with a vast difference in age difference it convinced me that we could be together as more than a brother and sister. We may not be able to openly acknowledge that we are siblings but there shouldn’t be a need too.”
Totally oblivious to the fact we we were both naked, I got up from the couch and set my glass of wine on the table. I reached out and took hers setting it next to mine.
I got down on one knee and took both her hands in mine. I looked into her beautiful blue eyes which reminded me of pictures of the oceans from space.
“Melissa, I know we can not get married as other couples do, but still I am asking you if you would do me the honor of being together as husband and wife?”
Melissa stood up and put her arms around my neck pulling our bodies together. I could see tears forming her eyes as she answered, “Shawn, I would be honored to have you as my husband be your wife. I do have one request however.”
“Whatever it is I agree,” I replied to show my trust in her.
“We need to be open with mom and dad about this. I could not hurt them and do this behind their back. If we don’t have their blessing I don’t think it would work out. Thinking back neither of us really talked to them about how they felt about our choices when we got married and look what happened.”
“I didn’t really think about it, but you are right. I couldn’t do that to them either. I hate to bring this up but I think that also means that if they don’t approve we start after they are gone.”
Tears coming back to her eyes she said sadly, “Even though I know that day will come, I don’t like to think about them being gone. If they don’t approve then we will maintain a normal sibling relationship even after they are gone. We will always have the memories of this weekend though.”
We looked at each other and kissed softly.
I took Melissa’s hand and walked toward the bed. We pulled down the covers and got in.
“You want to know something?” Melissa asked.
“What’s that Sis?”
“I think that if we tell mom and dad everything about how we acted as teens to tonight without leaving out any details they will accept it. I am positive.” I felt her hand once again wrap around my dick. With all the seriousness of our discussions the thought of sex was almost non existent.
“Shawn, as much as I want to feel this inside of me. I want the first time we make love to be as your wife.”
“I understand and respect that.” I leaned forward and gave her a soft kiss on her lips. “Goodnight Melissa. I love you.”
“Thank you.” She kissed me back. “Goodnight Shawn, I love you too.”
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