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“Are you sure you know where you’re going?” asked Jen as Kevin turned off the highway onto an old dirt road.
“Quite sure,” he replied. Kevin is my older brother. He met Jen at school and they’d been seeing each other for a few months now. Summer vacation had just started and he said he knew of a nice place to go swim for the day to beat the heat. It sounded like a good idea at the time, but as we go further down this road, the woods aren’t the only thing that’s looking shady.
I look over at Cathy, sitting next to me in the back seat. Cathy is Jen’s younger sister; she’s the reason I’m along on this trip. She convinced Jen that it would be better to bring her along than leave her alone all day at home. I was brought along to keep her company.
My name is Mark. I’m the same age as Jen. Due to the oddities of the school districts, we went to different schools even though we live down the street from each other. It’s another oddity why Kevin and Jen didn’t bother to introduce us earlier.
She is looking around at the deep woods and the decrepit roadway. Then she notices me watching her and gives me a nice smile. I grin back. I’m never sure how to act around girls anymore. Last year, I could just ignore them. Now, I find the shape of their bodies and movements fascinating while at the same time being scared to death of interacting with them. Maybe that’s why Kevin never mentioned Cathy to me before.
“We’re here,” Kevin says as he drives his Jeep into an open clearing.
“Oh, wow! This is beautiful,” gasps Cathy as she looks around. The old dirt road we had been following opened up into a grass-covered clearing. Off that clearing is a still lake with a tall waterfall crashing into it on the far side.
“This used to be an old campground a dozen years ago, but it closed down and was forgotten,” Kevin explained. “It’s a nice quiet place, and the water is cool and good for swimming. A friend told me about it during graduation.”
As we all got out, Jen walked over towards Kevin and wrapped her arms around his neck. “Well, this is beautiful,” she said and gave Kevin a deep kiss.
I glanced awkwardly around and went to the back of the Jeep to pick up the basket and towels. Cathy turned towards the water on the other side of the clearing. She peeled off her shirt and shorts, revealing a yellow bikini. The color complemented her sandy-brown hair and her light skin nicely. I also noticed that she was curvier than I first thought. She looked back at me and shouted, “Race you to the water,” and took off towards the shore.
Kevin and Jen immediately striped down to their swimsuits and took off after Cathy. I was stuck holding the blankets watching them run off. I tossed the blankets in a pile in the middle of the clearing, peeled off my shirt, and ran after them. By the time I got to the edge of the water, Cathy was half-way across the lake, while the other pair was splashing water at each other in the shallows.
I swam out towards Cathy but when I got near the middle of the lake and lifted my head up, she was nowhere to be seen. Suddenly, I hear a “Got you!” from behind me as Cathy jumped on my back from behind, pushing me down under the water.
I tried to turn around and get back to the surface. I could see Cathy ahead of me and surfaced right next to her, drenching her with a splash. After the initial expression of shock crossed her face, we both started laughing. I particularly liked the way her chest bounced when she laughed.
We swam around the lake together, enjoying the cool water. The waterfall on the other side of the lake was really nice. It was so tall that the flow of water when reached the bottom was scattered enough that it was like being in a light rain shower. Under that shower, when we were swimming close together, she darted in and gave me a quick smooch, before swimming away out of reach.
“Want to head to shore for a snack,” I offered, hoping to make some use of that basket of treats I’d been forced to carry.
“Sure,” Cathy said.
We reached the shore and the pile of towels that I dumped. As I toweled off, I realized that we hadn’t seen Kevin or Jen in a while. As I looked around, I saw Cathy over by the edge of the clearing, near some bushes. She was waving in my direction, and as I started towards her, she indicated to be quiet.
“What’s up,” I asked quietly when I got over to her. Cathy pointed towards a gap in the bushes and I looked through.
Behind the bushes in a small clearing, I could see Kevin and Jen. Jen was lying flat on her back. Her bikini top was untied and lying to either side of her generous breasts. Kevin was kneeling over her, holding both breasts with his hands, kneading them slowly. As we watched, he bent down and started licking one of her tits. Jen’s head was slowly rolling back and forth and you could hear little sighing sounds coming from her.
Both of us were watching with rapt attention and breathing faster. “Are they supposed to be doing that?” I asked.
“I wonder what that would feel like,” Cathy mumbled.
Her comment broke my reverie. “What?”
“Why don’t you try it? I know how you’ve been looking at my tits.”
Well, why not? I reached out towards her breasts, taking one in each hand. I could feel their weight and firmness, even through the damp bikini top. There was also a hard point right in the middle. Cathy gasped sharply when my thumb ran over that bump. I jerked my hands away at the noise. “Are you okay?”
“Fine… it was just intense,” she nodded. “Keep doing it.”
I put my hands back over her tits, giving them little squeezes. After a moment, Cathy reached back and untied the string holding the top on. The material fell away in my hands and then onto the ground. My hands were now directly on her tits and it felt much smoother and warmer. I could see the little pink circles in the middle with the tiny nipple points sticking up. It’s odd how the nipples could be so hard when the rest of the breast was so soft.
I leaned down towards one of the nipples, watching for any signs of disapproval from Cathy, and put my mouth around her left nipple. She gave another gasp as my tongue touched her skin, and sucked on the nipple point.
Cathy wasn’t sitting idle during this either. I felt her hands move down my body towards my swim trunks. When her hand glanced against the bulge of my cock, I instinctively jumped back.
Cathy motioned back towards the bushes and I looked over. Kevin was kneeling straight up now, with Jen sitting up in front of her. She had pulled his trunks down to his feet and was moving her hands all over his cock which was sticking straight out in front of him.
I was sitting on the ground now and Cathy crawls over towards me and says, “Let me see too. Is yours that large too?” She reached out towards me, her tits hanging in front of my face, mesmerizing me, and grabbed the waistband of my trunks, pulling them off me.
My cock sprang out in front of me. Maybe it wasn’t quite as large as Kevin’s (just like Cathy’s tits weren’t quite as large as Jen’s), but this close, it seemed to make quite the impression on Cathy. She seemed as uncertain about what to do with it as I had about her tits. Cathy reached one of her hands out and touched the tip, flinching back when this caused my cock to twitch involuntarily.
Cathy looked back at what Jen was doing and then reached out her hand and put it around. “It’s so soft,” she said, “but so hard at the same time.” Her hand started slowly moving up and down the outside. I was leaning back, just taking in the feel of this. It felt way better than when I touched it myself.
I could feel myself getting close to cumming though, and I didn’t want to freak Cathy out. Instead, I sat forward and ask, “Can I see yours too?”
Cathy clearly looked reluctant and I could see her mulling things over in her mind. She still had a hold of my cock though, slowly pumping it. Then she came to a decision, smiled at me, pushed the bottom down her legs and sat down on the towel that we were drying ourselves with earlier.
I leaned forward and looked down between her legs. I hadn’t seen a pussy before and I didn’t really know what to expect. There was thin brown hair around the opening. I tentatively reached out and touched the slit and found it very hot and very slick. As I stroked up and down, Cathy’s hips squirmed around.
As my finger reached the top of the slit, I felt a little bump. When I touched it, I heard a loud gasp from Cathy. “Right there…” she said. “Not too hard.” As I rubbed my finger around in circles, I could feel even more wetness leaking from her, making my finger very slick. “Not too hard,” she said.
I looked up from her pussy up the rest of her body. Cathy was breathing quite rapidly. Her tits were heaving up and down on her chest, and she was rolling her head slowly back and forth, the same way Jen was earlier. That reminded me of our siblings, so I glanced back over across the bushes.
“Cathy, sit up and look at this,” I said. We could see Kevin was on top of Jen now, both lying flat on the ground. Kevin’s ass was bobbing up and down, causing Jen to slide a little bit back and forth.
“Are they…” Cathy asked.
“I think so. They certainly look like they’re enjoying it.” My finger, which was still at Cathy’s pussy, stroked up and down a few more times, as I asked, “Do you want to try it too?”
Cathy paused and slowly said, “Do you think we should?”
“Not any more than Jen should,” I replied. Actually, I was pretty sure we shouldn’t, but I didn’t want to stop now.
Cathy appeared to be pondering. “Will it fit?” she asked, as she put her hand back on my cock.
“Let’s find out,” I said, as I laid her back on the towel. I lay down on top of her. The tip of my cock brushed against her pussy, causing both of us to gasp at the contact. I rubbed the tip up and down the opening and then pushed in.
It was a very tight fit. Even though I felt like I was pushing so hard, and everything felt so slick down there, it was barely sliding in. I looked up and could see Cathy wincing in discomfort. “It won’t fit… it won’t fit…” she muttered.
Now, I wasn’t about to stop after getting this far, so I pulled back a little bit and then pushed in hard again. This time, I felt something give and suddenly most of my cock slid deep inside. Cathy screamed out at the penetration. “Are you okay?” I asked, buried inside her, but not moving.
She lay there, looking back at me. Her breathing became more regular. “It fits,” she said, smiling at me. “It really hurt when you went in, but it’s better now. I feel so full!” I was marveling in the sensation myself – it felt so warm and tight inside her. I could feel a squeezing sensation and it seemed to undulate when she moved or talked.
It looked like Cathy had recovered, so I slowly pushed back and forth. The sensation of my cock sliding in and out of her felt so intense. Very different from when I touched myself. I could tell that Cathy was similarly overwhelmed, as she started moaning and rocking in time. “I had no idea it could feel so good,” she gasped.
It was getting easier to move in and out. It felt like her insides had loosened up a little for me. I started moving faster and Cathy wrapped her legs around my back, pushing me deeper and deeper with each thrust. As the pace increased, I could feel that familiar tingling in my cock and I knew it was time.
I gave one final push deep inside her and felt a large jolt as my cock squirted a large jet deep inside her. “Oh!” Cathy started as she could feel the twitching. I gave another push into her and another twitch marked a second squirt of my juice into her. A third push and a third squirt followed. At this point, I was just resting as deep inside her as I could, feeling the remaining pulses of my cock deliver the last bits of cum into her waiting womb.
Cathy kept moving underneath me, thrashing about. I could tell that her moment came, as she was moaning and panting, while thrusting her pelvis up at mine, trying to get my cock even deeper inside her.
We just lay in each other’s’ arms, letting the sensation of our orgasms pass. I had never felt anything so intense before and I don’t think Cathy had either. “That was wonderful,” she said to me. “We have to do this again.” I couldn’t agree more.
Then we both heard a voice from above us that put the shock of reality back into us. “What have our little brother and sister been up to?”

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Secret Date, (with my Daddy)

Secret Date (with my Daddy)
Tim…..
….It was set now, …our first date, ever. Dad’s just don’t date their daughters. This is a social no, no.
….. Strangers would just think it was a guy and a girl on a date. We would go far away where no one knew us. No one but us would know how we got to this point and…. that she was my daughter…
…..Lisa was married for less than one year. She was very unhappy. I stopped by to visit. Her hubby had stopping coming home now and she was all alone.
…..I brought her up to date. Her mom moved out a month ago as we went our separate ways. We were still the best of friends and still had great sex together.
…..Lisa and I had quite a past. I had watched her grow up into a sexy hot girl. She had long shiny black hair, a real cute face and a sexy body. I had always wished that I could see her naked just once. Her teen body was that hot. She hugged me as usual but…., this time she held the hug……and very tightly.
…..She always called me daddy, as she never knew her real dad. I just told people she was my daughter. We stood there holding us tight.
…. Something triggered in her, that made her start talking about…us. I felt her heart beating strong as she talked. “Daddy….I think it’s time we had a talk about my feelings for you. They are way more than I think you ever knew. It started when you first met my mom. I thought you were so cool, but slowly it grew into an obsession daddy.
…. I’ve had so many fantasy’s and dreams about you, and now time has past and it’s only gotten stronger and stronger. My husband is now gone, and it’s time I let you know just how bad I’ve wanted you.”
….Her body trembled slightly in my arms. Her voice became a soft and a loving sound in my ear. Our fingers both traced our bodies as she talked. It was ok now to touch us the way we had always wanted to. The memories came flowing back from the early days. I felt the warm feeling of my erection beginning fast. Just like earlier times. She felt it too, but now she could press her pussy into my erection….and she did.
….. I let her talk and say all she wanted, to get it out in the open now.
…..This sexy beautiful girl had it bad for me.
… We stood and held us like so many times before, when that was all we could do…. was just hug, as to not to break any rules….well…big rules that is. We went around these ‘rules’ in many ways.
…..She was very clever at tricking me into getting me and her very aroused. She had a girlfriend named Sandy. I soon realized they had a game going to make me get an erection. On sleepovers they both would ask me to unzip, unbutton or untie something on them. They would squirm and giggle to each other and say: “That tickles!”. They would run away giggling, and dance around the house in sheer night gowns with only tiny thongs on, and no bras for their small tits. Her mom paid no attention and always went to bed early. Her mom and her never got along well.
….Sitting on daddy’s lap was a favorite of theirs. They squirmed, turned, shifted, and wiggled while talking about nothing. They took turns and ‘accidentally ’ put their hand on my crouch to see how if I had an erection when they got up. The one who got a big one out of me won some sort of score they kept.
….Now Lisa confessed that they did this to get me sexually aroused. So far…no ’big’ rules broken, just two girls in their late teens being….horny girls.
…..She could tell I liked her more than a lot, early on. This grew into way more that a teenage crush.
…..Now she was using the word ’obsession’ and after she was through pouring out her hidden obsession for me…..next, it would be my turn to tell her my hidden feelings for her. I had a lot of them, all hidden, all these years.
…..She told me how she had always wanted for us to have sex together. I always felt she wanted this but I just never let it happened. She hinted that now, she would love to go on a date with me and we would be… boyfriend and girlfriend.
….This idea of hers really got me thinking.
….Why not.
…..We talked and planned a date far away from town where nobody knew us. Dating your own daughter sent a exciting rush in me. We already deeply knew each other, and we both anticipated how this ’date’ was going to end. We were free now to pursue what we both wanted. Her obsession now grew on me to fulfill our wanting to be together alone…. and just let things happen…
…..She told me about a male stripper club her and her girlfriends went to one time. She had never seen this and told me she got a shock. She said the guy looked a lot like me.
…..After a few drinks, she was putting dollar bills in the guys speedo. This got her panting and extremely horny. Her girlfriends teased her and encouraged her to fondle the stripper. The guy let her touch him all she wanted. She thought of me and all the times she wanted to feel me up and couldn’t. She told me she put her hand on his warm cock outside his speedo. She gasp as he was making her very wet and horny. She said she closed her eyes and put her hand down inside his speedo. She had an immediate orgasm pretending it was me she was feeling.
….We arranged it for a ’date’ night. Lisa and I had never ’gone to far’ with each other before….but now things were different. We still stood up hugging as she started in pushing her pussy into my erection firmer. She felt it now at full size erection and she began to breathe heavy. She slowly reached down and felt it with her fingers. She gasp and whispered: (“…oh god, I’ve always wanted to do this.”) I joined her and said how we had been so good, but now we could touch each other if wanted to.
…..I started with her nice tits. She always had small tits but now they were full tits. I had always wanted to feel them. They felt excitingly wonderful. She moaned: “..oh Tim, that feels so good, do you know how many times I’ve wanted you and I to feel each other?” She was now very aroused and said that while we waited for the time when we could go on our ’first date’, we could maybe do a few things we could never do before.
….When she said that, my erection got rock hard as she kept feeling it. She said: “Let me close all the blinds and turn the lights down. She ran around all excited and set everything in place. She had on a very sexy long sleeve white blouse, and dark blue short skirt. She pulled her blouse out from her waist and kicked her high heels off. I was taller than her, so she got up and stood on the couch. Now our eyes were even with each other. Her dark blue eyes sparkled as she undid her hair from on top of her head. It fell slowly down to the middle of her back. The same hair I had felt so many times when she would ask me to brush it after her shower.
…..She said I made her so horny the way I brush dried her hair she would almost orgasm. I remembered she would close her eyes and put her hand between her legs. She told me now, that she would gently rub her clit as I brushed her hair. I remembered her shivering at times as I played with her hair.
…..We went over so many things we thought in the early years. We kept feeling us as we talked. I said I had always wanted to run my hand up her skirt and feel her hot looking legs. She smiled and said:
“…well…what are you waiting for?” as she unbuttoned my shirt. She said: “I always wanted to feel your chest and tummy, her hands were now free to feel me. I slipped both my hands up her skirt and slowly felt her smooth slick panties. Her body was real warm and I ran my hands around her waist and leg elastic. She whispered: (“…oh yes…keep going..”)
….. I slipped my hands down in her panties and felt her naked sweet little ass all over. I felt her undo my belt and button. Down my zipper went, dropping my pants to the floor. She unbuttoned her blouse and let it fall to the couch. She had on a bright red bra that stunned my eyes. Now there were to beautiful tits in there just waiting to be kissed. I lowered her shoulder straps and started kissing her tits. She reached around and unhooked her bra, then right back to feeling my boxers. I felt her tits and started kissing the tits I only use to dream about ever feeling and kissing. I felt her inching down my boxers.
….. She started kissing my face all over as she said: “…oh Tim,… oh yes….. I’ve wanted to do this for a very long time“…. Her lips glided across mine in a teasing manner. She was just playing with them and getting them all wet. I had two hands full of the cutest tits in the world as we played with our lips and now tongues.
…..She said: “I wanted to kiss you so many times then, I use to kiss my pillow at night pretending it was you. Did you know I had it that bad for you?” I said: “I too had temptation pulling me to you 24/7. You were so sexy I thought of you while having sex with your mom.”
“Oh god, I did too when I got with my boyfriends. I called one ’Tim’ one night. His name was ’Jim’ and he didn’t catch it.” she said.
….“I lived in fear I would call your mom ’Lisa’ or say “Lisa”, in my sleep. I walked by your bedroom door one night, and you were fingering yourself in your sleep. I always wondered who you were thinking about as you squirmed a little. I stopped and watched you moan a tiny bit.
…..I sure had great sex with your mom that night, thinking about you got me all worked up when I had sex with her.”
“I had great dreams about you daddy, we would have great sex together on a green hillside somewhere.” she said.
…..We continued to remove each others clothes. Her and I were both naked now and our jittery hands felt us and made up for all the times we had wanted to feel each other up in the past, and couldn‘t. Feeling us naked now was awesome.
…..The smell of her hair brought back hot memories.
Lisa thought about her memories….
….Well, there you have it Tim…now he knows how I have really felt about him. I’ve held most of it back all this time. He makes me so damn horny…but then…I couldn’t do much about it but to tease myself and go finger myself later. I fingered myself a lot. I enjoyed every one as much as you can, while not getting what I wanted most….sex with him. Now…the thought of a ‘date’ with him is even making my nipples tingle. I bet he doesn’t know I’ve already had an orgasm just standing here feeling his hard cock. He’s here and he’s mine right now.
….Naked with Tim…it’s really happening and not just a fantasy now. I have an urge to tie him up and keep him here as my love slave. This will be a night we’ll never forget.
….Feeling that male strippers cock and pretending it was Tim is a hot memory…but now I have the real thing in my hand. I thought of things I now told him about. “Sandy and I peeked at you in the shower once daddy…you looked so hot, even Sandy rubbed her clit. We also use to listen to you and mom have sex. We were able to quietly open your bedroom door just a tiny bit. I hated it and was aroused by it at the same time. I wanted to be mom. That was the very first time Sandy stood behind me and reached around and softly rubbed my pussy. We had to leave because we both want to moan out loud.
….Daddy…I found cum in my panties in the laundry. You were the only male in the house and I kept them under my pillow, knowing it had to be yours. Remember when I would get in bed between you and mom? You slept nude and would always turn your back to me?…well…one time in the middle of the night I did that very carefully and you were on your back. You started getting a big hardon in your sleep. I watched it tent the sheet. I slowly fingered my pussy while watching it…that felt so good that night.
….I asked you to check out a rash I had between my legs that one time. You got red in the face as you looked and I held the side of my panties back, exposing my little patch of pubic hair and pussy. You quick looked away and said to have mom look at it….daddy…I had no rash, it was just a trick to see if I could arouse you and make you get a hardon….it worked, didn’t it….daddy.
….I smiled and said: “…you know damn good and well it did you little rascal!…now do you remember when you and Sandy played ‘Model’? You two would have me sit while you modeled your clothes. I pick up my camera and told you guy I had no film in it?….I lied…I took a lot of pictures of you two posing real sexy like, and flashing your legs and pushing up your tits. You guys ‘almost’ showed me your nipples and part of your pussy’s…..tsk tsk, such naughty girls. Later I couldn’t risk being caught with those pictures so I got rid of the film….but they’re in my head, still today.
…..I said: “We’re not dressed to go on a date tonight, but could I have a ‘date’ sometime with you girl?” She said: “You can have all the dates you want with me …mister.” We kissed a long wet one and laid down on the couch holding us tightly together. She felt so good, all naked with my hardon warmly fitted between her legs.
…..”I should spank you for all the tricks you’ve pulled on me Lisa.”
“Oh daddy…would you really do that to me?”
…..I got on top of her and started in with what I had only dreamed of…she was trembling, she was so turned on…I began to kiss and lick her whole body. She moaned so beautiful as I sucked on each tit and nipple. I slowly worked my way down her tummy, kissing and licking all the way. She couldn’t hold still and twisted her body as I went lower. All I heard was moaning and ….”oh daddy“…..“oooooh daddy”…for the rest of the next three days……
…..My eyes and lips feasted on her sweet body. I arrived at the little patch of pubic hair I had only just got a glance at once. I slowly licked it as he squirmed and moaned, almost loosing all her breath. Next…the parting of her sweet legs. She couldn’t hold still as my tongue danced around her very wet slit. Many “oh daddy’s” moaned out of her mouth. I got my arms under her legs and lifted as I licked her pussy as deep as my tongue would go. Her pussy shook as my tongue traveled up and across her wet clit. If there is a heaven, I was in it.
Lisa thought….
….Damn I can’t wait …I want that cock of his to suck on and play with. Over you go Tim…….. now I’m on top and I’ve got my hands on that hardon I’ve been looking at for a long time. I’ll turn around so he can keep licking me with that wonderful tongue of his. He’s almost made me squirt and I feel it coming. Oh my….. I love the feel his cock….so warm and full….and here I go…mmmm…such a smooth slick feeling on my lips. His cock head is so exciting for my first time to suck on it….
….I love to see it jump when I lick the tip. I want that creamy surprise inside…mmm…both hands and a little deep throat will make it happen. Just listen to him breathe…and moan…and twitch…I’ll just stop for a second…I want this to last. Oh geez…he’s got my clit in his lips and I’m starting to lose it…I can’t stop a squirt and climax once it gets to…..this….“oh daddy“…point….my pussy is quivering so bad as it fucks his….mmm….tongue…
…..He ran his fingers up my butt crack and got my little back hole all wet. No man had ever done this to me. His finger traced around the hole as it puckered by itself….he let his little finger slowly slip just inside me…I puckered down hard…that’s when my mind went crazy. The mega climax and squirt came all at once. I felt his cum climb up the underside of his cock as he went crazy with me. That shot of hot cum shooting in my mouth took me away…..he moaned so beautiful as he thrust his cock up as he shot cum over and over. My pussy was in his control as his tongue toyed with my sanity….
….I felt like a wild animal thrashing out of control…..it was almost too much…as we came together…I let his cock have control as it thrust over and over…I felt a thousand feelings at once in my pussy…his tongue just kept going and going, licking my pussy. My back hole just kept puckering by itself….everything then turned beautiful in my mind as it left somewhere……
Tim tried to think…he couldn’t….
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Lisa….
….. Our days and especially the nights were filled with bliss. We could now touch each other anytime we wanted, drop to the couch or floor and have all the hot sex we wanted. I could come up behind him and feel his chest or his cock anytime now. He love to surprise me and started undressing me…feeling me all the way. He loved my tits and kissed and sucked them so wonderful.
…..If I wanted I could drop to my knees and play and suck on his cock. His cock was for me now and I could have his warm cum in my mouth anytime I wanted to.
….My obsession was being fulfilled daily. He was one beautiful man and I had him now.
….We took beautiful warm showers together and I jacked him to watch him shoot his cum on me. He would make me so hot and then finger me, or lick me until I had a super orgasm.
———-
….I slept next to my daddy all content for the next 3 nights…I had beautiful dreams of us together….then I had a strange dream that I was calling my girlfriend Sandy to tell her about my days of bliss I was having.
“Hi Sandy?…it’s me Lisa!…oh god I just had the most wonderful 3 days of my life!!!”
“Yes I know!” Sandy said.
“WHAT?…
…what do you mean ‘You Know?’ I said.
“Oh Tim just told me all about it!…he’s laying right here beside me, did you want to talk to him?”……
….I thought …(“Oh god… No!”)
….I woke up in a panic!…I looked over…. and there was my daddy laying right beside me. I took a deep breath and finally relaxed. I snuggled up to him and held his arm tight. I locked one of my legs around his….he woke up a little and smiled. (“Daddy….I had a bad dream.”) I whispered. He said back: (“I can fix that.”) ….
….He rolled over on top of me and took my legs and lifted them up on his chest. I felt the wonderful feeling of his warm erection slide in my pussy….
…. I was headed to heaven…..again.

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Reading Allowed, Pt.8

READING ALLOWED, Part 8
By lamignonne and Zenmackie
Marie felt wretched. While he was gone, it had been easy to nurture her feelings of resentment towards him for leaving her alone all day, tied up and bored, and suffering acutely from her unsatisfied lust. As the long day had worn on, her jaw aching more by the hour, her stomach growling, her body cold and bruised and her head more often than not in one of his toilets, Marie’s frustration had grown and grown. She’d even started to feel like she was justified in snooping around in his study. After all, she’d given up her whole weekend for him and he hadn’t even seen fit to stay at home!
Marie hadn’t been able to form any kind of resolve about how she was going to behave when her Master came home, other than the vague idea that she certainly deserved some attention from him and would be prepared to communicate just that if she didn’t get any. But her resolution wavered the second she sensed him in the bathroom. He’d startled her, standing there so quietly while she worked, squashed up against the toilet for all the world as if she were embracing it. She’d dropped the cleaning brush and it had splashed her, and just like that, she was at a disadvantage. As usual.
As she’d struggled to kneel the way he liked, Marie tried to cope with the confusing riot of emotions that she was feeling. On the one hand, she was still mad at him, anxious to show him that she didn’t appreciate his leaving her; on the other, his presence overwhelmed her, intruded even on her carefully nourished anger, and all her instincts were screaming at her to throw herself at his feet and show him her joy and relief that he’d returned. Her desire to have her suffering acknowledged by him warred with the desire to suffer still more, to do anything he wanted as long as he would smile at her and tell her she was a good girl. She could feel him studying her and trembled. Her urge to grovel grew stronger as he approached her, overpowering her with his presence, torturing her with suspense. As he gripped her chin and raised her face to look in her eyes, Marie had panicked, terrified he’d be able to see her every disloyal, petulant thought, and then she had made the terrible choice to show him her anger.
How quickly he’d put her in her place, she thought miserably now. In truth, he’d had all the power from the moment he’d come into the bathroom, had controlled her more efficiently with just his presence than his chains had been able to do throughout the long day. He stood before her and her body shook with the desire to kneel; he humiliated her and she craved his approval beyond every other need. She had tried defiance just this once, confronting him with nothing more than the look in her eyes, and his reaction had been immediate, painful and devastatingly effective. Marie had realized again, with excruciating clarity, that her attitude was still all wrong. It was her privilege to be allowed to spend the weekend with him, her undeserved honor that he was willing to teach her. After all, she hadn’t been a very good slave…
She clung to his ankles, her forehead resting on his feet, trying to control her sobs and hoping against hope that her obvious contrition would mollify his displeasure with her. At long last, he spoke.
“You’re getting toilet-water all over my shoes.”
The mildness of his tone, with its bare hint of amusement, filled her with such relief and delight that Marie felt like scampering around the bathroom and wagging her tail like the good little doggie she wanted to be for him. But she made herself hold perfectly still for a moment, then slowly raised her face to his again and, trying very hard not to smile, said, “I’m sorry, Master.”
Yes! His expression was now one of bemused affection; he was no longer angry with her! Oh, thank God.
He grabbed a hand-towel from a nearby rack, roughly dried her face and hair with it then threw it down on the floor beside her. Marie knew he was expecting her to use it to dry his shoes.
Instead she once more lowered her head….and began licking them clean.
It didn’t take long—less than a minute—to complete the task, but something about it, the complete and utter abasement of kneeling at his feet, naked and in chains, licking toilet water from his shoes, was setting her on fire. She had no time to analyze it—all she knew was she had to have his cock in her mouth—now.
She sat up. Her eyes flickered up to him once—he was frowning down at her, but not angrily. He seemed intent, as if he was trying to guess at her thoughts. Feeling suddenly sure of herself, Marie leaned forward and placed a kiss on the front of his pants where his erection strained against the fabric. She nuzzled her cheek there and looked up at him again, holding his gaze this time. “Please, Master,” she said, “may I suck your cock?”
They were both a little stunned. Marie couldn’t believe how strong and confident her voice had sounded. Her pussy flooded with moisture at the sound of the words; her eyes sparkled with excitement. Even though he’d just spanked her, even though her hair was wet with toilet water and she was naked and chained, this felt right.
As for her Master, he couldn’t get his pants open fast enough. He’d think about what her behavior meant in a few minutes—right now, he focused on Marie’s hot, talented little mouth as she bent to her work. Good God, it felt like she was trying to swallow him whole!
Marie was overtaken by a strange sort of frenzy. It was as if she couldn’t get enough of his cock in her mouth. Her captive hands reached for his balls and her fingers lifted them, rubbed them, and squeezed them gently all the while her face was pressed against his groin, her throat full of him. She massaged the spot below his balls and her tongue went into overdrive on his shaft.
This was one time he wasn’t worried about coming too soon. He thought he was going to die of pleasure… He lost control as he came, grabbing her head and thrusting himself violently down her throat. She swallowed gamely, and when he finally opened his eyes, still breathing hard, she was kneeling there smiling at him.
He could hardly believe it. She had just begged to be allowed to pleasure him. She’d begged him before, to gain her own pleasure or because he’d ordered her to, but this was different. He’d never have expected her to reach this stage of submission so soon. And he knew she’d been sincere. Even now, she was still grinning like he’d just given her a present.
What was it about this girl that she’d gotten under his skin so fast? To be truthful, he’d come home earlier than he’d planned, anxious to see how his little slave had fared in his absence. He’d had to conceal a hard-on quite a few times throughout the day, every time he pictured her humping his fingers as she had this morning or the desperate, pleading look on her face when she realized he was going to leave her bound and frustrated. What a homecoming he’d gotten! And they still had all evening to spend together before he really ought to be getting her back to campus. They’d eat first—and then he had a few things he wanted to try.
Her Master hadn’t said anything, and he’d only given her the briefest of smiles, but Marie knew he was pleased with her. She tensed just a little as he reached down and hauled her to her feet—grabbing her elbow this time, instead of her hair—surely that was a good sign. He tossed her over his shoulder into a fireman’s carry and headed for the stairs. Marie felt a little panicky as she realized that, with her hands bound by her neck, she had no way to break her fall if he dropped her, but his grip was firm and the feeling subsided. Now, as he entered the kitchen—the scene of her imprudence that morning—she just had to worry about what he would do with her next.
It seemed that they had both learned a lesson from that morning’s encounter: when they reached the kitchen table he simply put her down next to his chair, lifting the table leg to secure the end of her leash as she took her kneeling pose. He said not one word to her about cooking, and Marie allowed herself a small grin as she watched him preparing dinner.
It was a simple meal; he steamed some rice and saut? a few chopped vegetables, tossing in some bits of cold chicken from the refrigerator. But he added spices like a master chef–a pinch of one, a sprinkle of another, tasting and nodding to himself. The air began to fill with a deliciously complex aroma and Marie was forcefully reminded that she’d had nothing to eat since breakfast, unless she counted her Master’s come. If she still had her ball-gag on, she knew, she’d be drooling all over herself. As it was she simply swallowed hard, kept her position tight and her attention on him, hoping that her stomach wouldn’t gurgle and embarrass her as it had that morning.
Yet even though she was famished, not to mention ragingly horny, she became aware that underlying all the physical and emotional turbulence lay a very unfamiliar sensation: serenity. Her needs were no longer her concern—her Master would take care of them in due time, and that’s all she needed to know. She felt a contented smile creep across her face.
Her smile only widened when she saw him reach down into a cabinet next to the stove and bring out a shining aluminum dog bowl. She knew it was for her, and she brushed away the troublesome thought that it already been there and not purchased especially for her. Maybe he used to have a dog. Or maybe…no, she would not think about that. This moment—now—was all there needed to be.
She gave him her most loving smile as he set the bowl, filled to the brim with steaming food, on the floor beside her before setting his plate on the table. She followed him with her eyes and then her body, shuffling around on her knees to remain facing towards him as he pulled out his chair and sat. She gave not the slightest glance to her bowl of food—it was not hers until he said it was.
When he was settled in place he turned to look at her, and to Marie it was obvious that he was pleased with what he saw: that his slave was simply waiting, giving him her complete and silent attention. He actually beamed at her and caressed the side of her face with his hand, and Marie felt as though she would melt with happiness. After a moment he withdrew his hand and said, “You must be starving, princess. Please go ahead.”
“Thank you, Master,” Marie replied, wishing she could kiss him just then. She turned away and bent down to her bowl…and was quite pleased to discover that he had placed it so that while she ate she would be displaying her upraised ass and pussy for his pleasure. She began to eat.
Marie’s hands had reached out automatically to steady herself as she bent over the dog bowl, only to be jerked back by the chains holding them to her collar. She was suddenly mindful of her discomfort again. She hadn’t been able to straighten her arms for hours, now, and the urge to stretch her elbows was driving her crazy. Marie tried to focus on the food, which was fragrant and delicious and which she was eating way too fast, but her mind kept wandering. Would he let her spend the night again? She could get all her homework done tomorrow, if she was diligent, and it would be totally worth it if he’d fuck her again tonight, and hold her like he had last night as she fell asleep.
Before she knew it, Marie found herself licking the bowl clean. She’d scarfed her dinner down with undignified haste, and blushed rosily as she realized her Master had probably only taken a few civilized bites by now. She really was just like his pet. Well, in for a pound…Marie thought, and shuffled on her knees over to his chair to lay her head on his knee. She held her breath, hoping for some sign of approval from him, and sure enough, a moment later she felt his hand resting lightly on her head. Another moment passed, and he stroked her hair. Marie felt her chest expand with happiness.
Several minutes later, he gently tugged on her hair to get her to sit up. He held a glass of water for her while she drank, waiting until she had finished it. He, she saw, was drinking from an expensive-looking bottle of red wine. A few more minutes passed while he savored his wine, then he stood and retrieved a clean dishcloth, wet it, and came back to clean Marie’s face. She blushed anew. She certainly hadn’t been worried about keeping her face clean while she ate, she realized now. She was vaguely surprised that he did it silently, making no attempt to humiliate her further. Was that because he had more challenges in store for her later this evening?
Marie watched as her Master performed only the most rudimentary clean-up of the kitchen. Leaving the dishes for later didn’t seem like his style, and she smiled to herself, imagining that he was in a hurry to play some more with her—his toy.
She wasn’t far off, if she’d known it. The impromptu blow job in the bathroom might as well have never happened for all the difference it made to his cock, which was again hard as a rock. He deliberately kept the wine bottle in one hand while he freed Marie’s leash from the table leg and led her into the living room. He knew from experience that if he had a few more swallows he’d be able to last a lot longer, and he definitely wanted to drag this next experience out as long as possible.
Leaving Marie kneeling in front of his oversized arm chair, he set the wine down on the end table there and went upstairs to get a few supplies. He was pleased to see, on his way back down, that her eyes hadn’t strayed from the stairway; she was avidly watching for his return. The apprehension in her gaze was adorable, and as he sat in the chair in front of her he took a moment just to look her over. Then he leaned forward and unlocked the chains at her wrists.
He watched her eyes fill with tears as she tried, with excruciating slowness, to straighten her arms for the first time in hours. He let her struggle for a moment, then he reached for her hands, saying, “It’s easier if you do it all at once”—and yanked her arms straight before she could react.
Marie gasped, but as the blood flowed freely into her stiff joints, she saw that he was right. She flexed her arms for a few minutes, unable to keep back a sigh of pleasure as the pain and stiffness eased.
She wasn’t going to be relieved for long. “Turn around,” he ordered suddenly, “and give me your hands.” She obeyed, turning her back to him and holding her hands behind her. He cuffed them together, then used a leather cinch he’d brought down on her upper arms just above her elbows, pulling it tight and watching her shoulder blades point out and her back arch, hearing her gasp. He bent to unlock the short chain between her ankles then said, “Face me.”Perfect. His little pet, arching her back to relieve the strain on her arms, looked as if she were presenting her tits for his pleasure. He was also surprised and pleased to see that she’d spread her knees apart after he’d unlocked them, and he could already see the telltale sheen of moisture on her pussy. She was panting, but whether it was from arousal or the pain in her bound arms he couldn’t tell. He leaned back in the chair and took a sip of wine, then said, “What did you think about today, Princess?”
Her eyes flickered up to his–then she lowered them modestly. “I missed you, Sir,” she said quietly.
He wasn’t going to let her off the hook that easily. “And did you like cleaning the house for me?”
Marie only debated for a second—he’d know if she lied, she reasoned—but she couldn’t look at him.. “No, Sir.”
“Why not?”
“It was—I was bored, Sir,” she stammered. He could tell she wanted to add something, so he waited. “But—but I’ll be happy to do it again, Sir, if you let me.”
“Why is that, Princess?”
“Because I like…obeying your orders, Sir.” Her voice nearly died at the end of her reply, but he was satisfied. This must be the result of the epiphany she’d seemed to have in the bathroom earlier. Unquestionably, she’d been angry with him before he came home, but now she seemed to have come to a better understanding, and acceptance, of her role as his pet—all on her own. However, it couldn’t hurt to give her some additional encouragement.
“And I like giving them to you, pet,” he said, smiling at her. “You did very well today.”
He watched her face glow with happiness for a moment, then he brought out the nipple clamps. These were a different pair than the one she’d worn last night; they had a gentler bite, but came adorned with tacky pink plastic hearts that dangled on a thin, short chain about an inch and a half long. Remembering her face as she’d looked at the purple, heart-shaped paddle in the store, he guessed that wearing these would humiliate his princess more than wearing the plain ones had. Indeed, she looked chagrined at the sight of them, but bravely maintained her posture, her chest still thrust towards him invitingly. He took advantage of that for a few minutes, fondling and teasing, and she didn’t flinch from him even when he twisted and pulled her nipples, although she winced and whimpered a little. He even slapped her breasts a few times, noting that they were just large enough to bounce when he did it. This was going to be great.
Her face flamed as he attached the clips and she felt the dangling hearts brushing against the underside of her breasts. He thought he’d never get tired of seeing that blush. He jiggled her breasts, just to rub it in a little, then very deliberately removed his pants and boxers and leaned back in the chair. Her eyes went wide at the sight of his fully-erect cock, and she actually licked her lips, making him want to laugh. “Climb on, princess,” he said, some of his amusement leaking into his voice.
She looked at him like she wasn’t sure he was serious, then stood up eagerly and way too fast. She teetered for a moment, throwing one foot behind her to catch her balance, then more carefully moved toward his chair. He helped her, reaching for her waist and settling her over his lap, her knees balanced on the chair’s seat on either side of him. There was plenty of room for her legs on the wide seat, and she looked down into his face as she hovered there, leaning forward slightly to keep her balance. Her pussy, visibly wet, was mere inches from his upthrust cock, and they were both breathing heavily already. “Two rules, Princess,” he said, his voice rough with arousal. “First, you can come as much as you want—but you have to tell me, every time. Second, I want to see these—” he flicked the dangling hearts on her nipple clamps “—in motion. If they stop moving, we’re done. And, Princess, break either rule, and I will punish you.”
He watched her shudder with desire at his words. “Yes, Master,” she said, her voice as hoarse as his. He gripped her hips and helped her lower herself onto him, inch by pleasurable inch. As their hips finally met, he felt her grinding against him, finally stimulating her clit, which had been aching all day to be touched. But, mindful of rule number two, she didn’t linger there, but started to ride him, rising up on her knees, then sinking down and taking his whole length again. It was hard, because with her hands bound behind her, she could rely only on her leg muscles both for balance and to move over him. Her tummy muscles clenched with her efforts to keep upright and not tip forward or backward.
She’d only humped him twice when she suddenly threw her head back, moaning, “Oh, oh God, Sir, I’m going to come!” Her cry ended on a gasp and he felt her clench on him, felt the rush of moisture where their bodies were joined, and it was all he had not to come himself. “Keep fucking me—keep going, Princess,” he rasped, restraining himself from grabbing her hips and setting his own rhythm. She started humping him furiously as she rode out her orgasm, her head back and her mouth open, and he watched a fiery blush spread over her face and down her chest. She didn’t seem to be breathing, but just as he was going to intervene, she sucked in a huge breath of air and slowed down slightly.
The slower speed was almost better. He could have sworn she was clenching on him each time she rose up, her pussy squeezing every inch of him as if it were afraid to let go. He had no idea if she was doing it on purpose or not, but that, combined with the sight of the clamps bouncing on her chest, had him close to coming again within a few seconds. He couldn’t resist reaching up to pull on the clamps, and that set her off again, and as she started to come she cried, “Sir, oh, I can’t help it, I’m com—” Again, she lost the end of her sentence as her whole body tensed in rapture. It lasted even longer this time, and when it finally stopped he was gripping the arms of the chair in a desperate attempt to hold back his own orgasm.
She didn’t slow this time, but continued to fuck him rhythmically, at an almost frantic pace. She was putting all she had into it, slamming her pelvis down onto him with each thrust. Her whole body was covered with a sheen of sweat and her face was beet red. Her thighs must have been burning by now, but she obviously had more in her. He wondered what some dirty talk would do to her, so he tried it, growling, “Oh, yeah, fuck me, you horny little cunt! You can’t help yourself, can you? Such a dirty slut!”
It worked—she howled as she started to come again, just barely managing to gasp out, “Com—coming!” before her pussy contracted like a vise. He felt her squirting again and suddenly couldn’t help himself any longer. He grabbed her hips and started slamming her down onto his cock himself, grunting as he neared his climax. She had recovered somewhat and tried to urge him on, saying, “Yes, Master, I’m your dirty slut!”—and then she felt his hot load filling her, and lost herself again. He might not have seen it, so lost was he in the throes of orgasm, but that she lost her balance, tipping backwards as she closed her eyes against the surprising onslaught of pleasure. He had to quickly shift his grip to keep her upright, and even as he experienced his final shudders of pleasure, he was thinking of how much he’d enjoy teaching his slave a lesson about breaking the rules.

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Fantasm

Retirement Home

Well, it all started off when I went to work at a retirement home when I was 38. I was working the night shift as a guard. The people at the retirement home are people that doesn’t really have a family, can fend for themselves but has people like me to cater to them. After working there a few months, I became friends with a lady by the name of Mrs. Rose who was 74 years old. Mrs. Rose was very nice and would always want me to go to her room and have coffee.
One night while I was making my rounds, I saw Mrs. Rose at her door. She asked me if I wanted some Coffee. It was about 3:00am and I was tired as hell so I decided to take her up on her offer. I really liked talking to Mrs. Rose because she always had good conversation. This night, she started talking about her husband. She surprised me because she started saying how she use to love to make love to him. Said he was the only man she has ever been with. Mrs. Rose said her husband passed away 15 years ago and she hasn’t been with a man since then and she really missed it.
Since she was being so free with her conversation, I asked her how old she was when she stopped having the urge for sex. She blew me away when she said “When I get there, I will let you know”. I guess I turned red in the face because she just started laughing. She started telling me she use to like to go parking with him on the river front and make love to him. The next thing she told me made me choke on my coffee. She said she use to like to have oral sex with him and loved the taste of it. She said her husband always told her she was very good at it. She kept telling me about how they acted out their fantasies and would go into detail. Man I must have been beat red. I then stood up to go pick up my cup and she pointed at my pants and said did I cause that.
I guess I didn’t realize it but I had a hard on. I didn’t know how the hell I didn’t realize I had a hard on. I guess I was so blown away from what she was telling me. I was standing next to her and she reached up and grabbed my dick. I was shocked and didn’t move a muscle. She started squeezing my dick and looked up at me and said she wanted to suck it. I told her that I could get fired. She said no one would ever know. I couldn’t believe I was thinking about letting this 74 year old woman suck my dick. I just stood there for a while and she unzipped my pants. She reached in my pants and pulled my dick out with me just standing there in shock. She started stroking my dick real slow and told me to lie down on the sofa in which I did. She sat my me and started stroking my dick a little faster. She said she liked the way it felt in her hand and couldn’t believe how hard and hot it was. I couldn’t believe it either.
She then bent over and started licking all around the head of it. She then started going down on it little by little. It felt really good. Her tongue was moving back and forth under it while she was going down. All of a sudden she just went down and took it all. I couldn’t believe this old lady could deep throat. My dick is about 7 inches long and kind of big around. Man, i just layed there and moaned because it felt so good. She started pumping faster and faster and sucking harder and harder. I could feel the rumbling in my balls, I knew I was fixing to blow up. I told her I was cumming and she just deep throated it and sucked so hard I thought my balls were going to come through my dick. She was squeezing my balls and sucking my dick until I started cumming. I have never cummed so much in my life. She swallowed every drop. I could hear her moaning while swalling my cum. After she was finished, she licked my balls and all around my dick to may sure it was cleaned off.
She then looked at me and said Thank You. I really missed that taste. I couldn’t believe that old lady just made me cum more than anyone has ever done. She then went back down on my dick until it was rock hard again. She got up from it and layed on the sofa and pulled her nightie up. She didn’t have any panties on. Her old pussy was rinkled but didn’t look that bad. It was already wet and wanting some dick. I thought what the hell and got on top of her. I put my dick in her and started pumping. She was pushing back on me. Man, her pussy was so tight. She still had them muscles going on to. I thought her pussy was sucking my dick. At first I was going slow but the more she would push the more I would push. I started pounding her and she would just moan and push back. That pussy would clamp down on my dick wow it felt good. Hell her pussy felt better than that 18 year old I fucked about a month ago (another story there). She then stopped me and told me to fuck her mouth. I didn’t want to upset her so I climbed up on her and started fucking her mouth. I was fucking her mouth just like a pussy. I felt my nuts start to tighten and knew I was fixing to blow them. She reached around and grabbed my ass and pulled me in her mouth until I came down her throat. After I finished, she licked me clean again and said will I see you tomorrow for another round. You bet your sweet ass you will.
This went on for a long time after.

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Fiction

My Loving Step-Sisters (Revisited) [Part One]

Hello, all! I began writing this story back in 2016, but life ended up getting in the way of finishing it. Recently, I remembered this account, and returned to see just how big my original series had become. I have decided to rewrite the few chapters I had already posted, and finally finish the series that many had been waiting to see an end to. I don’t imagine that any of you have actually seen the original, but that doesn’t matter. I hope you enjoy!

Fiction

Making My Daddy Cum

Making My Daddy Cum
….When a girl first finds out she can cause a guy to get a hardon, many exciting things can happen. It’s a direct indicator that he is sexually aroused by her. Guys like it. Girls like it. Here’s what happened to me, Carol, with my new found power….
….It all started when I was younger and I was playing with my dad. We were in the kitchen and I hugged him from the front one morning. He like usual, hugged me back. I felt a lump begin in his robe. It wasn’t there a minute ago until I continued to hug him. He must have something in his robe pocket I figured. He was talking on his cell phone and not paying attention to me. I very casually let my hand brush against his robe pocket. I realized what I was feeling. He had the start of a hardon.
….It immediately excited me.
….I wondered if I had caused it. The thought that I might have… excited me more. I moved my hand and hugged him real tight. I felt his hardon move when I did. It kind of flicked out towards me, and now got bigger. My dad started breathing hard and he stammered on the cell phone. I was sure now I had made him get a hardon.
…I got a feeling that day, that still stay’s with me. I felt like a female, a girl, a woman and I like that feeling a lot. I had to have more. Later on that same day, I backed into my dad as he stood in the garage. I reached back and pulled him to me. He put his arms around me and I felt it. He started getting a hardon again. I pushed my butt back firmer and gently moved against it. I felt him again take a big breath. He held me tighter and kissed the side of my head and we just stayed like this. I felt his hardon get still bigger. I leaned my head back on him and gave out a big sigh. We said nothing.
He held me tighter as we both pushed my butt and his big hardon together. Now this was taking my breath away with a new sexual thrill I had not had before. He moved his hands around on my tummy. That felt wonderful. I put my hands on his hands and moved them just under my tits. I got still more and new sex feelings. He let me guide his hands all over me. I started feeling a wetness in my pussy. It tingled and excited me more. I just kept going. I guided one of his hands to my upper leg and the other I pressed hard under my tits. My heart was thumping hard with excitement. I was feeling myself up….but…. using his hands.
… He just let me play and never stopped me. I felt his hardon get so big as it rested between my butt cheeks. It felt huge. This was going higher and higher with us. I pushed his hand higher on my tits and now right on them. I squeezed his fingers on my tits. I felt chills and tingles all at once. I kept going. Now I moved his other hand just above my pussy. I spread my legs some. His hardon went between them now. I moved his hand closer to my pussy and just let it barely touch it. I now got a shot of exciting tingles in my pussy.
…I heard mom come to the outside door. We quick moved away as he stood next to the work bench humming. I started fiddling with some of his tools. She ask me to come in and do something, so I followed her in the house. I thought sure she could hear my heart thumping and might ask me why was so hot.
…That was my first day of enjoying the hot turn on of ’me’, making my daddy get a big hardon. I had a new power and I liked using it. I had seen mom slip her hand over his crouch before when she thought I wasn’t watching. They would smile at each other. I could give him a hardon with out my hand even touching his crouch. I liked that feeling.
….I loved giving my daddy hardon’s. The fact they were behind mom’s back just made it all the more thrilling. She’s so spoiled and I knew it’s ’no pussy’, if she doesn’t get her way. I have plans now to ’fix’ all that. I know daddy isn‘t getting all the sex that he deserves….
…. Daddy and I developed signals to let us know to go to the garage, when mom was home. Sneaking feels was our little secret.
… When she wasn’t home….it became hot and beautiful. When I knew she would be gone, I would not wear a bra or panties and put on a short loose skirt for easy access. Every week we progressed to further thrills. It was so hot having a secret affair with my own dad. Now when mom wasn’t home we had a spot where we could not be seen, but…we could see if mom drove up. I would stand in ’our spot’ and daddy would watch me feel myself up. I would put my hand up my shirt and squeeze my own tits. I would put my hand down my shorts and he could see my hand finger myself.
We would smile at each other as he would stand up across the room and reach down his pants and stroke his hardon. We were putting on a hot show for each other. It was a super exciting hot teasing game we played. He would slowly walk over to me as we played with ourselves. His stalking gave me chills. He would walk around me and lean over and give me little kisses on my forehead and neck. I loved this and the feeling of my pussy getting wetter on my fingers. He knew now hot to get me real hot, and he did it so well. I knew now how to give him a big hardon as I rubbed against it,…but just a little, to tease him.
….We both wondered where it will go from here, as the tension got higher with each session.
…I had a close girlfriend Mindy. I finally ‘top secretly’ told her one sleepover what was going on with my daddy and I. She became envious and begged me for details. I just knew she was forming plans in her head to maybe get my daddy to do the same to her. She got very hot as I described daddy and my sessions. She wanted me to show her how I did things to my daddy, on her. I had her quietly lay with her back on top of me. I went thru the moves I use on daddy. I took her hands and placed mine over them. I felt under her tits and then fully all over them. She got really excited as I could feel her breathing heavy. I then headed down for her pussy and slowly rubbed around it like I moved my daddy’s hands on me. We whispered: (“..has he put his hand inside your panties and felt your bare pussy?”) , she ask.
(“Not yet.”)….I told her, (“Just outside stuff so far.”). I took her hands and continued showing her how I put my hands on daddy’s and guided them onto my body. I guided her hands more to feel her own tits. She gasp and ask me to ‘keep doing that’, she said out of breath. I kept on as we were both getting hot doing it. I knew what she was up to, and knew this was coming, at least I hoped it was…. as our last sleepover she came up with a little secret game called: ‘Fingers’. It’s where we fingered each other for fun. It starts out in the dark bedroom and we act like we are boyfriend and girlfriend. We feel each other tits and pussy’s. Then it’s ’fingers’. We finger inside each others pussy’s and pretend we are having sex with a guy. We had only played this once before and we keep going until we both had great orgasms. I liked ’fingers’ and wanted to play it again.
….I said: (“Oh yes!, lets play that again.”) She spread her legs wide apart and her hand went inside my panties for my pussy as she lay on top of me. I reached over her and I put a finger inside her panties to finger her. She turned her head to mine and said: (“ I’m pretending I’m having sex with your dad.”).
…I never knew she had the hots for him. All I said was: (“…me too…”). This was new to us, as before we thought of a guy we liked, pretended we were having sex with him. Now it my daddy, we both thought about. I liked the feel of her resting on top of my tits. It was like my daddy’s chest on me, warm, breathing and he was in my pussy. I felt her tits like he might feel mine, and my fingers in her was double the pussy feelings. We both moaned very quietly but this was getting intense.
We found each others ‘G’ spots and massaged them. It was building up and up in us. I squeezed her tits as we began to peak and I squeezed my pussy on her fingers. She did the same to mine. We orgasmed the best we’d ever had. Squirming and fingering us. (“Oh daddy!”) came out of my mouth. She moaned quietly just said: (“…oh my god.”)….. Our fingers were very wet as we carefully rubbed our sensitive clits……
———-
….That weekend, Mindy came over and mom went to play tennis. Now it was just dad, I and Mindy. Mindy didn’t know I had a talk with dad privately. I told him how Mindy really liked him and the she had no dad. I ‘hinted’ that poor Mindy need some ‘dad’ hugs and it sure would be cool if he ‘maybe’ gave her some. Dad never said a word, but just smiled. I had to guess what he was thinking……..
…Dad thoughts raced thru his mind…
…Carol has told Mindy about our ‘hands on’ activities it seems. This could be dangerous for me. I’ve noticed Mindy before, and she’s a hot girl. Her tits are bigger than Carol’s. Now she wants to get in on the feeling up. Two hot and sexy teen girls,….. how can I ’not’ pass this up. I’ve given Carol no answer to her ’hint’ that I ’dad hug’ poor Mindy. Clever, those horny little shits. Teasing is all I’ll start off with. Maybe they’ll attack me and I can claim to be the ’victim’?
….”Hi Mindy, haven’t seen you in a while.” I said. I hugged her across her shoulders. I watched her try and hide her gasp. She turned and put her head on my chest. We exchanged small talk and she slowly moved in closer to me, just touching her pussy to my semi-hard dick. Carol watched us like a smiling hawk. I held out my other arm for Carol. She quickly came over and now I had them both in hugs. I felt two pussy’s moving on me now. I said I had stuff to do in the ’garage’, and left them. The word ’garage’ sent tingles in Carol’s pussy. I could feel her buck her pussy a little when I said it.
…Carol and Mindy…
…(“…I bet he’s going for it, Mindy.”)
(“…oh god he feels so hot Carol, did you feel his hardon???”) (“Yes!…he’s ready to play with us. Let’s go out into the garage and I’ll get behind him, and you back up in front of him. With him in between us he won’t be able to resist feeling us up.”)
…Dad….
…I waited knowing the girls would just have to come out here in the garage and mess with me. I couldn’t wait to get my hands on them. Two teen beauty’s. If the wife only knew, she’d be shocked…
…The wife….
…They must think I’m stupid not to know something was going on between dad and Carol, and now Mindy was hanging around all the time. I can’t say a word as my tennis instructor and I do exercises at his apartment. It started with him helping me stretch my body to play better. It soon was getting me aroused sexually and he knew it. I crossed the line when I kissed him one afternoon. The foreplay began and we ended up in his bed fucking like two teenagers. So….what he does with Mindy, I don’t care, but Carol….our own daughter….I envy her, but she makes him all pumped up for our sex nights, so I don’t really mind. Between him and my tennis guy,
I’m getting what I want. I’ve always had a hidden desire to have two guys making me happy. Now some day my other desire may get fulfilled…..I would love to be alone with hot Mindy. I would love to feel her big tits and have us play with our bodies. I’ve never explored my ’bi-curious’ desires and she would be perfect. A hot young body….. licking her tits and pussy sounds hot to me. I’ve got a plan for her and I. Next sleepover it’s: ’help me in the shower please’. I’ll have her come in and I’ll get her pumped up with the shower wand as she massages poor me and my tennis soreness. I can picture feeling her wet soapy tits now. Soapy fingers are next and I’m going to love making us both orgasm in a ’special’ shower…..
….Mindy…..
…I was really horny about this and I loved the feeling. Carol and I went and put on our cheerleading outfits. No bra, no panties. She said her dad liked them and it was easy access for him to feel us. Hopefully he would feel our bare naked tits and pussy’s. We proceeded to the garage. Carol came up behind him and turned him so I could back up to his front. I pulled his arms around me and under my tits. I did like Carol and put my hand on top of his and began to guide them. He just let me do anything with them I wanted. His breathing increased with two hand-fulls of my tits. I felt a nice hardon up against my butt cheeks. I moved my butt slowly back and forth against it. I could feel it getting bigger. I could feel Carol’s hands rubbing his hardon along side my butt cheeks.
….Carol….
…I had no idea how hot this would make me. I could feel his heavy breathing and feel his hardon against Mindy’s butt. He was my daddy and mine to play with now. I got bold. I first joined him in feeling Mindy’s tits. They both liked that and then I really got brave and started unzipping dad’s zipper. I let my hand slip inside. I discovered….he wore no underwear. For the first time ever, I had my hand on my daddy hardon. It was big and warm. I got a shot of wetness in my pussy. I slowly stroked his hardon. I managed to pull it out. I lifted the back of her skirt and placed it between Mandy’s bare legs.
She jumped and sucked a big breath. She parted her legs some and I rubbed it on her wet pussy. She began to rock back and forth on it. My fingers felt everything. Dad’s now wet hardon and her wet pussy. Dad moved one of his hands back and started gently feeling my pussy. I pulled my short skirt up so he could feel me bare. It was the hottest thing we’d ever done and we all savored doing it. Dad’s other hand went for Mandy’s pussy. He was now feeling both our bare pussy’s. His fingers felt heavenly rubbing my clit and then up and down my slit. I was on the verge of having a great orgasm. I could hear Mindy moan a little as she joined his fingers in rubbing her pussy. I looked at his clock….oh shit! We had to stop as mom was due home any minute! I pointed to the clock and we all withdrew our playing. Mindy and I went into the bathroom to quick clean up.
…Mom….
….I came in the house and I could hear the girls in the bathroom giggling. I smelled pussy. I wondered what they had been up to. Dad came in…..I smelled pussy on him. Well…that answered that question. That smell gave he a hot shot in my own pussy. After dinner the girls were going to take a shower. Now was my chance to get Mindy alone. We had two showers. I got Mindy aside and ask her if she would help me with my sore arms and legs from playing tennis. She said sure. I took her in the shower in our master bedroom. I closed and locked the door.
My heart was thumping with tension. I explained we would get in the shower together and she could help me massage my arms and legs as the wand ran pulsating hot water over me. I saw her get a little excited over doing this. Oh my…. she looked young and sexy with big tits. She looked me over real good, having never seen me naked before. I leaned against the shower wall on my back. I had her take the shower wand and run it over my arms and legs. Her eyes told me she was aroused. I took her hand with the wand and guided it for her. The wand was set to a slow pulse. I directed it closer and closer to my nipples. Mindy has excited and had a little smile on her face.
I let it massage my nipples. I moaned quietly with my eyes almost…shut. I started going closer and closer to my pussy. I peeked at her as she began to breath hard. I stopped. The wand had interchangeable heads. I switched to a slim one that squirted a soft pulse around the tip. Back we went as I guided her hand to my pussy. I squirmed and moaned as I let it pulse on my clit. I spread my legs and pulsed in right on my pussy entrance. I whispered and ask her if she could get on her knees and get way underneath me. She dropped to her knees. I started to moan as I guided the slim wand slowly in and out of my pussy. She put her shaky hand on my leg to steady herself. She began to go in and out of my pussy with the wand. As the pulsing water ran out of my pussy, I had to stop us as I shook and had an orgasm. I bucked, moaned and rubbed my pussy a while. I had her stand up and said: (…“you’ve got to try this Mindy.”) We traded places a I got on my knees. I started with the wand at her nipples and then down to her pussy. She was gasping for breath….
….Mindy….
…the newness of all this was taking me sexually higher than I had ever been. Her hand rubbed my leg as her fingers began to tease my clit. She was getting her face closer and closer to my pussy. I was getting mega thrills from it. I took her hand and put it on my wet tits. I wanted them felt so bad. I began to feel her body too. She slowly began to insert that wand into my pussy. I quickly orgasmed and shook. I closed my eyes to just enjoy it when I felt something on my clit. I gasp with the tingles. I looked and it was her finger and then followed by her warm tongue. This was a first for me and I orgasmed again. My legs went weak as I ended up on my knees too. Our fingers slowly felt our tits and nipples. They went on to feel our pussy’s. I liked this and many things ran thru my mind about the future…..
…Mom…
…this was the thrill I was looking for, I guided her fingers to go inside of me. We rubbed each others clits as a big orgasm hit me and shook me up. I showed her how to feel my ’G’ spot, and massage it. I found hers as she squirmed and shook…. We rested as we felt our bodies…
….We talked about secrets and never to let Carol or anyone know about our first bi-curious session. I went to bed as Mindy left.
….Carol…
….I thought about my poor dad not getting any sex again as my mom went to sleep early. Mandy slept over again that night. She was acting different somehow. We talked about how hot we were for my dad and our next move on him. I told her how I wanted to make him cum.
… Oh…she liked that idea and we planned how to do it. The night we were both very horny. We decided to play ‘fingers’. This time I lay on top of her on my back. We pretended we told daddy that we were going to make him cum but…. ‘in’ us. Mindy had some new things. She found my ‘G’ spot and helped me locate hers. This was a very intense sexual spot we massaged. We were going for a dual orgasm when she stopped. She said she had a new game call ‘tongues’. Tongues? ….I wondered what that was. She had me get off her quietly and she turned and had us lay side by side with our pussy’s to each others faces. We continued with our fingers, only with a close up now.
I love seeing and feeling our fingers going in and out of us as I watched in the dimly lit room. She pulled my pussy real close to her face and lifted my one leg. I could feel her excited breath in my pussy. She had the finger of one hand in my pussy, and the other rubbed my clit. I did the same to her. This was very hot as I watched her wet pussy squirm in front of my face. We were now going for a orgasm when I got a new feeling. Something warm and wet on my clit. I glanced down and she was licking my pussy so good. I had never ever had this done to me. I wanted to do her to feel good like me. I licked her clit and all around her pussy. We both gasp with the new thrill. We took our fingers out and licked our pussy’s as the orgasm built real fast. We put our arms around our butt cheeks and licked fast. I couldn’t help but orgasm big and pushed my pussy to her tongue. Her wonderful tongue made the orgasm last and was so intense I squirmed and moaned quietly.
‘Tongues were way more intense than ’fingers.’…..
….Dad….
….It was Thursday, another tennis day for the wife. She was staying later and later, and tonight she tells me she’s spending the night with ’a girlfriend’ she’s plays tennis with now. I immediately wondered what Carol and Mindy might have cooked up to do to me. I didn’t have to wait long as the came in from school. They went in Carol’s room whispering and giggling. I was sitting on the couch when they came out, both dressed in their cheerleader outfits. No bra, and I figured no panties. They sat, one on each side of me and spoke quietly.
Carol said: “Mom told me she would be gone all night, so….they giggled….so we want to be your wife for tonight. I just smiled as usual, not committing myself in any way. They both smiled and went in and fixed dinner. They brought it to me on a tray and played ’feed the dad’ they called it. Mindy then sat across my lap, right on my dick. Carol was on the side as they both grinned and Mindy said: “We’re your wives, and you look ill and we think you better go to bed and rest.” They stood me up and with one under each arm the escorted me to the bedroom.
They both let me watch them undress with a sexy show. Seeing the get naked was a hardon maker deluxe. It was dim lighting now as these two young sexy beauties wiggled around me and began to undress me. They laid me in the ’sick’ bed and began to fully molest me. They played this game…”We are your wives and we need some lov‘in, now you have to feel us up and make us happy.” They lay on each side of me and had me feel their tits first. I watched them squirm and giggle. “We want more than that, husband, our pussy’s want some attention too.” They took my hands and put them on their pussy’s to feel. They both took my fingers and put them where they wanted them. It was a hot double finger fuck for them. “You have a big hardon, that must mean you want to have sex with us. Ok, you have to choose which one of us goes first, husband. “ I did nothing.
“Never mind Carol is your first wife so she can go first. I will help you since this is your first time.” Mindy said. Mindy pulled Carol’s body over to me and put Carol’s pussy right on my face. They both began to play with my hardon. I licked Carol’s sweet pussy as she moaned and squirmed. What a feeling to have her on top of me with her and Mindy both licking my dick…
…Carol…
…now he was all mine and I was going to make him cum the cum he deserved. I put my lips over the head and started going up and down as Mindy jacked on him. We could hear him strain and feel him squirm as the cum was on the way. Mindy felt his balls and licked them. I felt the underside of his hardon get firm and then …I got what I wanted. A hot shooting stream of his cum came out and filled my mouth…I climaxed with his tongue licking my clit. We both moaned and twitched as Mindy licked the overflow of cum from his hardon. We didn’t know a man could cum that much and Mindy quick moved up and put his hardon in her pussy.
He kept shooting cum as she soon climaxed hard and moaned with him. He kept licking my pussy as I went a little crazy with the super feeling of it. Mindy kept moving her pussy up and down on him and moaning. I felt the base of his hardon and balls as he fucked Mindy. I was wonderful beyond words. We all just kept moving, and savoring the feelings. I felt so satisfied that daddy got to cum with the hot sex I wanted him to have.
…Oh my god…he wasn’t done. He turn me on my back, pulled my knees up and in went his hardon in my pussy. It was a hot feeling and tight in me.
…We began the most wonderful feeling of all…my daddy in me. Mindy came up and put her pussy by his face. He immediately started licking her as she squirmed and moaned. I locked my legs around him and we fucked so beautiful together. His tongue had Mindy squirming and moaning steady, that just added to the hot sex daddy and I were having. My daddy could fuck good. Mindy held his head and fucked his tongue real fast and then she let out a big moan and shook. Just about that time….
… I felt daddy shoot a warm full load of cum in me as I had a mind jolting climax. It felt like the room was spinning as my spasms kept making me jump and shake. Daddy and I moaned together as our bodies shook hard. My arms felt so good around him as he held me tight and continued pumped his warm cum in me. My pussy was full of his cum and new wonderful feelings….
—-
…Well, that’s my story. I have to go now, I hear my daddy and Mindy calling me for something….
….(now I wonder what they want?)

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COMMON BETWEEN MEN AND FLOOR TILE

What do men and floor tile have in common?
Ans: If you lay them properly the first time, you can walk all over them for life.

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Riding The Team Bus

Christy boarded the team bus a virgin, but after the team won and everybody on the bus started celebrating on the way home, Christy just couldn’t help but get drawn in. She got off the bus having lost her virginity, but that was just the beginning.

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WHAT AM I DOING…

Here I am sitting on a plane heading to Chicago and then connecting to a commuter to Iowa. Why, I heading to see a friend (and occasional lover) for 2 nights.

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The Things I do -Story 20

At 24 years old I was starting to think that I needed to do something to change my life. I was addicted to sex, I knew that but I didn’t want to give it up. The feeling of a stranger lying on top of me, pinning me down with his weight as he slid his hard cock into my wet cunt was a feeling I couldn’t get enough of. And then, that final feeling of hot fluid flowing into me as they took their pleasure from my young slim body was like drug.
But saying that, I did want to stop working at the Brothel. Not that I didn’t enjoy getting used by strangers on an almost daily basis but getting paid for it had taken a bit of the excitement out of the chase. I left work at about 10pm on Thursday and I’d already fucked 9 men by the time I’d finished for the day. The owner came in just before I left and ask me to suck his cock. In the sixth months I’d worked there he’d never fucked me, but he’d emptied his load down the back of my throat about once a week. Free of charge of course.
That was the day I decided to change things, get out of the brothel, and have a little more fun. So I went to a party after work with one of the other girls. She was a Lithuanian girl with long black her and dark eyes, called Arusa, with a cute body, nice C-cup tits and a great tasting pussy. I done threesomes with her a few times and I knew something the owner of the Brothel didn’t. She was only 16 and used her sisters’ passport to get a job.
The party was at her parent’s house and when we walked in, an older man reached out and squeezed her arse taking a few seconds to cup and arse check through her short red dress.
“Did you have a good day at work,” he asked.
“Yes,” she replied and handed him the money from her bag. “I did 12 today.”
“Good girl.” He looked at me. “Who’s your friend?”
“This is Lucy. She works with me.”
He smiled. “Make yourself at home,” he said and pointed towards the door where I could hear a lot of voices.
Arusa left with the man so I went into the room and helped myself to a drink. I talked to a few people and wondered what was keeping Arusa so I made my way to the door I’d watched her go through. I pushed it open a crack and looked into the bedroom.
Arusa was on her hands and knees on the edge of the bed. The older man was behind her, ploughing her pussy with his cock as his hands explored her young body. I listened as she moaned out, shouting in Lithuanian with each hard thrust as she took her 13th cock of the day. When he saw me I thought he’d be angry but he signalled me to come into the room.
I walked in, closed the door behind me and sat down in a chair by the bed. I watched with mouth watering envy as his bare cock slide in and out of her 16 year old pussy. With one final thrust he emptied his hot spunk inside her, gripping her hips tight. His cock, glistening with cum and pussy juices, was pulled free and she collapsed on the bed and lay still.
I watched him pull up his trousers and leave the room, but I couldn’t understand what they were saying.
“Is that your pimp?” I asked.
“No, my Dad.”
“Your Dad fucks you?” I said a little too loudly.
“Yes. He always makes me cum,” she smiled.
That’s when the door opened and a young guy walked in. He was about the same age as Arusa and he started to undo his trousers. When his hard cock dropped out my mouth dropped open. It wasn’t the longest cock I’d ever seen but it was one of the fattest. He climbed onto the bed, positioned himself between her legs and rammed his cock straight into her. His tongued probed her mouth, his hands explored her tits as he thrust harder and faster inside her. After just a few short minutes he pulled his cock from her cunt and splashed rope after rope of spunk across her tits and face.
H, like her father, pulled up his trousers and disappeared.
“Are there anymore guys coming to fuck you ?”
“No,” she smiled. My other older brother is away and my younger Brother prefers to fuck my sister.”
I stood up, unzipped my dress and let it fall to the floor before removing my panties and bra. I climbed onto the bed and licked the cum from her face before kissing her passionately. The cum on her tits coated mine as we rubbed them together. Her fingers found my clit and she massaged my pussy lips until I shuddered in orgasm. I collapsed on top of her and she pushed me off and onto my back.
She kissed her way down my body, nibbling at my hard nipples before bringing her tongue to my clit and lapping at it with soft delicate strokes. She scooped up a ball of spunk from her stomach and used it to lubricate my clit before licking my cunt.
“I want to eat your pussy,” I moaned.
She manoeuvred herself into a 69, her pussy hovering above my mouth as she ate me. I spread her pussy lips and opened my mouth letting her Dad’s spunk drip onto my awaiting tongue. I locked my mouth onto her pussy lips and sucked her juices into the back of my throat and swallowed them.
“I have a surprise for you,” she said and pulled a blindfold from a draw. She wrapped it around my eyes and told me to stay still. I lay there on my back waiting. The door opened and I felt someone settle on the bed.
“Don’t worry,” Arusa whispered in my ear as she lay next to me.
I felt the naked body of a man press against mine, his hard cock brushing against the inside of my leg.
“Please put it in me,” I moaned. “fuck me. I need it in me.”
At that second I knew what it was I’d been missing at the brothel. This feeling of total whoredom. This is what I loved.
“Please,” I begged and then I felt the tip of a bare cock slide past my pussy lips and bury itself to the hilt. I reached out and grabbed onto his arse, pulling him deeper into me. His bum was smooth and soft and young. I wondered if it could be one of Arusa’s brothers but she said the older one was away and the younger fucking her sister.
He thrust his cock into me and pulled it almost all the way out before ramming it straight back in harder.
“Faster,” I moaned. Fuck me faster.”
“You heard her,” Arusa said. “Fuck her harder.”
He picked up speed, thrusting harder and harder inside me. Arusa kissed me on the lips and massaged one of my tits, the other firmly in the grip of the guy using my cunt as his private little fuck hole.
Then he moaned and I felt, at last, the hot stream of spunk shouting deep into my womb.
A few minutes later, Arusa removed my blindfold. He was gone, whoever he was, but he’d left me with a sticky present inside me.
We dressed and went out to the party. Drank and danced. Arusa in her sexy little red dress and me in my little black one. I danced with Arusa’s sister Elisa. She was 18 and they looked a lot a like. Men ogled us and some even fondled us a little.
At one point Elisa disappeared with their Dad into the same room where I’d been fucked earlier. When he came out 20 minutes later, he stood by the door. Three of the guests each handed him some cash and then went into the room together. I wondered if the guy who’d fucked me had paid Arusa’s Dad for the pleasure. I looked around and wondered who’s cum I had inside me.
I danced some more and talked to a few other people at the party. I found out it was a regular event and that most of the people were swingers. There were a lot of couples, and a couple of single women like myself. But sometimes there were too many single men so their host often provided extra entertainment to take care of them, Arusa and Elisa.
When Elisa came back out an hour later, she looked exhausted. I realised that those three men had gotten their money’s worth and fucked her for the full hour. She rejoined the party and started to chat with a few other people as I looked on. She smiled at me so I smiled back.
When I turned to Arusa, she was talking with an older couple in their late 50s. They took her by the hand and led her towards the bedroom, stopping to press a handful of bank notes into her Dad’s awaiting hands. Then they were out of sight.
Arusa’s Dad walked over to me, reached out and grabbed my arse with his big hands. He spun me round and bent me over the table in front of the whole room.
“I think it’s time I fuck you now,” he said in his strong accent.
He lifted my dress and pulled my knickers down with a single swift movement. I looked back over my shoulder as he undid his pants. His hard cock looked sticky, still coated in his daughters pussy juices.
He pushed his cock straight into my arse hole as I cried out in pain. He thrust again and again into my shitter as people gathered around to watch him use me. My arse was so tight, but he’d fucked both his girls already and he took his time screwing me. When I finally felt the hot flow of cum into my arse it stung as it rolled into my lacerated back passage.
He pushed me to the ground and pushed his, blood, shit, cum covered dick into my mouth. I sucked it clean, draining the last drop of juice from his jap’s eye.
He gave me a drink to clean my mouth and the next thing I remember was lying on my stomach on someone’s bed. My dress had been pulled up around my waist and I was naked from the waist down. It was dark, or at least I think it was. I could hardly open my eyes and I couldn’t move. I could hear voices around me. I don’t know how many of them there were but they weren’t all guys. There were a few women’s voices mixed in and giggling.
“Don’t wake her up,” some woman said.
“There’s no chance of that,” a guy giggled from behind me.
That’s when I felt it. The tip of a hard cock pushing past my pussy lips.
“I’m fucking her next,” a voice said.
I woke up the next day in bed with Arusa and her sister. A few people had stayed over so we’d all slept together. They took it in turns to lick my pussy clean and tease my hard nipples. When Arusa left to satisfy one of the guests who’d slept over, Elisa licked my pussy clean.

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