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This story is fictional and does not intend to advocate for incestuous relationships.
Unless of course both partners are of legal age and have consented. In that case, have at it and enjoy,

Fantasy

How I became a Fuck Toy

This story is a combination of actuall events from my sexlife and my fantasies, hope you like it x
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I have been secretly seeing Dave for a few months, he is one of my dads friends and is almost 30 years older than me and married. We met at my dads birthday party and I could tell he fancied me, lets face it what 47 year old man wouldnt fancy an 18 year old blonde with my figure. Im not sure if my dad realised but a lot of his work mates were eyeing me up at that party, my tight white mini dress didnt leave much to the imagination and I really enjoyed the attention. Dave was the only one I fancied though, mostly because he had the confidence to come over and start talking to me.
After a bit of harmless chat the flirting started, Dave and I had to lean into quite close to hear each other over the music, I looked over his shoulder to check where my parents were, they were busy drinking and socialising and hadnt noticed the time that Dave was spending chatting up their young daughter in her slutty dress and fuck me shoes.
‘Jesus Cindy dressed like that you could get an old guy into a lot of trouble’ said Dave openly running his gaze up and down my tight young body.
‘But I think you would find that I would be worth the trouble Dave’ i replied
I gave him a sultry wink and put my hand on his chest, letting in move slowly downwards.
‘God the things I’d like to do to you Cindy’ he whispered, the evenings drinks making forget that I was his friends teenage daughter.
I glanced down to see his erection growing in his jeans, it was a damn fine looking size, i thought ‘fuck it’ and whispered in his ear,
‘Dave, the way i feel now, you could do whatever you wanted to me’
Within a few minutes we were in the toilet and I was bent over as he was forced his thick vieny cock into my tight pussy, i was so wet it was running down my thighs. He fucked me so hard I thought I may black out, practically raping me, it felt fucking great. My boyfriend was about my age and had never fucked me like this!
My dress was up round my waist and his big strong hands gripped my little body so hard. Before long he let out a deep moan and shot a thick load deep in my pussy, he pulled out and span me round, the cum oozing out down my thighs. I obiedently dropped to my knees and hungrily sucked his lovely big cock clean.
‘God Cindy you gorgeous little slut’ he panted pushing his semi hard cock back in his pants and pulling up his trousers.
‘I better go back in before your dad notices we are both missing’
I was still on my knees as he left the cubicle, a pool of his cum on the floor where it had run out of my gapping pussy, I was speechless and felt truely used, like a total whore … it felt good, really good.
After I cleaned myself up so I didnt look like I just been fucked roughly in the toilets I headed back in to the party. I made a point of not spending the night near Dave, otherwise would think something was up. We did swap mobile numbers and over the next few days I received several dirty text messages from Dave, telling me more and more things he wanted to do to my young, willing body.
We began to see each other secretly, he would arrange to meet me and pick me up in his car and we would go somewhere secluded and fuck. There was no romance in these meetings just lust, he was like a man possesed, taking out his filthiest fantasies on me and I loved it. During sex he liked me to talk dirty, saying how much I loved his fat cock in me, how I was his little slut and that I would do anything for him.
He would fuck me from behind and push his thumb into my ass telling me how I was his little fuck toy and that I was only good for fucking. He would pound me with his rock hard cock and say he’d like to share me with his friends, maybe tie me to the toilet in a pub and let everyone take turns on me and because i was a filthy little slut I would enjoy it and beg for more. All this filthy talk and his dirty fantasies just got me wetter, hornier and made me come until I thought I might pass out. After next day after these sessions I could hardly walk.
He would often send me messages before we met telling me what to wear, one day I got a package in the post it was from Dave : a skin tight mini dress made of thin black latex that had a zip in the front, I could barely close the thing over my tits. He told me to wear it with stockings and slutty hi heels and meet him on the corner of a street in our town. I wore a raincoat to cover myself and walked to the meeting place but my long stockinged legs and black hi heels still made me look like a filthy slut. As I waited several cars slowed to a crawl as they went past obviously thinking I was a hooker, the idea got me wet.
Each car that rolled past and slowed down with its driver eying me got me hornier and hornier. As I didnt move towards the cars when they pulled up, like a real hooker would none of them stopped. Dave was now 15 minutes late and I was so horny I was finding very difficult not to touch myself. I had let my coat fall open and my latex wrapped tits looked like they could burst free at any second, my nipples jutted through the rubber aching to be touched.
Then a flash Mercedes pulled up, the music booming inside. A handsome looking black guy leant out and brazzenly asked ‘How much to take you home baby?’
This time I walked forward and bent over to face him, my tits bulging out the top of my dress.
‘For £250 you can do whatever you like to me for the whole night’ – where had that come from! what was I playing at, it was if my lust had taken over.
The guy smiled and nodded his head towards to the driver, another black guy who was looking lustily at me. ‘Think you can handle both of us?’
The thought of being fucked by these two at the same time made my already wet pussy throb with expectation.
‘You bet’ I smiled and got into the back of their car.
We arrived at there flat and the first guy let us in, it was very nice. I shrugged of my coat and put it on a chair, giving them full view of my young body in the tight slutty dress. They both whistled softly and smiled.
‘Craig put some music on man, im going to fix some drinks’
Craig was the driver he was tall and muscular, he put the music on and sat down, motioning to me to join him.
As I sat down he reached over and ran a big hand over my body until he reached the zip, he slowly pulled it down, my tits popped out and he pinched my nipple and I let out a involuntary moan.
“mmm you are ripe baby, you are ready and willing.’
He was right. I watched as he pulled open his fly and extracted his semi erect cock. It was practically the size of my forearm and not even fully erect, my eyes gave away my lust and i reached out to hold it, stroking it firmly until it was rock hard. I knelt up on the sofa, sticking my ass up and lowered my head to his lap to take his cock in my watering mouth. I just managed to fit the head in and I could feel it throbbing and I wanked him with my hand. He ran his hand over my body and began to pull my dress up over my ass, his finger pushing at the entrance to my asshole. I pushed my ass back firmly so his fingertip entered me.
‘Damn girl’ he laughed ‘ you love it dontcha !!’
I was now really working his cock with my mouth but before long he had moved his hand from my ass and up to the back of my head. He pushed my head down and forced his cock head past the back of my mouth and into my throat. I gagged, but he kept going, his cock swelling and filling my throat until i had what must have been 10 inches of thick cock deep and tight in my throat.
‘Oh damn bitch’ he gasped, ‘your throat feels like a pussy’
I could hardly breathe, but the feeling of being used in this way was driving my wild. At this point the other guy came in with the drinks.
‘Shit brother couldnt you wait !’ he laughed
Craig released me, I sat up gasping for breath spit pouring from my lips all down my tits. The look on my face must have said it all, total sluttish happiness!
‘Shit Daryl she loves it this girl loves it!’
Daryl laughed and handed my a glass of wine, I smiled ‘ Are you as big as him?’
‘I sure am baby, and I get the feeling you hoped I was’
‘Damn right I did!’
I drank half my wine down in one go and then went back to sucking on Craigs straining erection. I arched my back, shoving my pert little ass in the air and I then felt Daryls hands on me pushing the rubber dress up to my waist and easing open my ass cheeks. I felt the hard swollen end of his dick pushing against the opening of my pussy and his thumbs meeting at the entrance of my ass hole. He pushed his cock all the way in, no shit was he as big as Craig, maybe bigger! It felt amazing! Spit roasted between two big black cocks, both of them moved up onto their knees and began fucking me hard, Craigs cock moving the full length of my throat and Daryl slamming his fat black dick deep inside me with both his thumbs in my ass.
I came so hard but they didnt let up and sure enough I came again and again until I felt limp. Daryl had ripped open the latex dress and now I was in just stockings and hi heels. Suddenly I felt Craigs cock tense in my throat and he grabbed my hair pushing it in until my nose was squashed against his stomach. He let out a deep grunt and swore as he unloaded his fat balls deep inside me, practically straight into my guts, he then pulled out shooting the last streams of cum into my face and hair. I collapsed face down while Daryl grunted and groaned and fucked me harder than I have ever been fucked before. Then bang! I felt his cock swell even bigger as he let loose and fired a massive load deep in my tight little pussy (lucky im on the pill I thought) He pulled out and I felt our shared cum run down my thighs.
For a while I just lay there, face down on the sofa ass still in the air, covered in cum and feeling utterly used.
Eventually I managed to sit up and drink some more wine. The guys had stood up and removed the rest of their clothes, they were both very well built and their semi hard cocks hung down low and long. I eyed them both greedily – I still wanted more, and I realised that so did they. Then my mobile phone rang, Daryl took it from the pocket of my coat and checked the caller ID.
‘Dave?’, he smiled ‘ Dat your boyfriend little slut?’ The phone kept ringing
‘Kind of’ I said with a little grin
The phone stopped ringing. Daryl clicked a few buttons and held the phone up to take a picture of me draped on the sofa, in stockings and hi heels and drenched in the cum of two black men.
‘Lets see what your boyfriend thinks of that’ he said as he sent the picture message to Daves number.
Fuck he will love that i thought, probably text back asking for more!
Daryl threw my phone on to the chair, reached out and helped me to my feet, ‘to the bedroom little slut, we aint finished yet’ and he slapped my ass.
Craig was already on the bed with a bottle of wine, stroking his beautiful black cock back to its full size. I crawled onto the kingsize bed towards him making sure Daryl got a good view of my svelte little body as I climbed over Craig and kissed him deeply. As I kissed him I reached behind and eased myself down onto the thick ten inches that had recently been jammed in my throat. it felt good to be full of cock again.
I looked over my shoulder at Daryl, ‘What are you waiting for baby?’ I asked and then I saw that he was slowly rubbing his erection with some sort of lubricant. I knew what he was going to do from the glint in his eye, as he knelt on the bed behind me while i moved slowly up and down on Craigs meaty pole. Craig was sucking on my tits greedily, it felt great. I glanced back at Daryl and caught his eye, his massive erection was aimed directly at my ass, I reached back and pulled my ass cheek open ‘Go on you big bastard fuck me in the ass, I want both your big dicks in me’
With that he ploughed roughly into my ass, stretching me so wide it hurt but made me shudder with a deep orgasm instantly.
So there I was stuffed full of big black cock and loving it, I slumped forward onto Craigs chest and just let them fuck me, my whole body buzzed with orgasmic feellings and the deep unquenchable need for more cock. As they ploughed my ass and pussy, their hands groping my young body I realised I had awoken something in the last few weeks, I was now unable to enjoy ‘normal sex’ I needed to be used like a slut, fucked hard and filthy the more cock the better. As these thoughts drifted through my orgasm addled mind Daryl strained and shot his load deep in my virgin ass. He pulled out, rubbing his sticky cock on my ass cheeks and lying back on the bed. Craig then pulled out and moved from under me, pushing me face down on the bed he took Daryls place in my cum filled ass hole. I put up no resistance, I just moaned out loud and enjoyed the fat cock inside me. To tell you the truth I was so aroused that if Daryl had brought a big Rottwieler into the room to mount me I wouldnt have resisted, I was up for anything like the cock hungry fuck toy i realised I had become.
The two guys got their moneys worth, fucking me all night sometimes together sometimes taking turns on my willing body. About 6 in the morning I was on top of Daryl, kissing him deeply waiting for craig to shove his lovely cock into my now gapping hot ass hole again when Craig decided on something new. My pussy was now hyper sensitive and I had lost count of the orgasms as they all rolled into one, but I felt a new excitement build as I realised what Craig was going to do with his rigid 10 inches of black meat. I gasped loudly as he eased his cock into my pussy alongside the cock of his friend Daryl. I sowre out loud ‘ OH FUCK YOU DIRTY FUCKERS OHHH GOD YESS’
They both stepped up a gear and I used the last of my energy to push myself back onto both their cocks until they shouted and thrust deep into my wanton slutty cunt emptying their last thick loads of the night into me. We lay in an exhausted heap on the bed covered in cum and sweat.
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I got out of the taxi at my parents house, under my raincoat I was naked except for my torn stocking and hi heels. I felt lightheaded and found it difficult to walk due to the tingleling buzz coming from my overused pussy and ass (god knows how much come was in my stomach that morning). In my pocket was £250 and Daryl and Craigs number.
My phone rang, it was Dave.
“Hello?’
‘Hi Baby, I liked that picture, looks lke you had a good night without me’ Dave said obviously aroused.
‘Oh god Dave it was amazing’
‘I thought you would have fun if i dressed you like a whore and left you there, you cant avoid it baby you are just a dirty little fuck toy’
‘Dave? you planned it?’
‘Yes, I just wish I could have watched you doing it …. what was he like?’
‘You mean what were THEY like?’ I giggled
‘Ha, you little whore Cindy, You filthy little whore’
and I guess I am.
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Sexy Cousins 3

“Are you sure you and Angie want to do this, this weekend with us?” she asked. “Absolutely” I said. “Who better to do it with, than people we know and trust, and for you and me, love”

Fantasy

Meeting Alyssa

Author’s note: Hi there. I have been debating on whether or not to write a sex story for a while now. It’s something I’ve never done before, and honestly don’t even know if I have the creativity for it, thus, my first story will not be an erotic one. I was debating on whether or not to have first or third person story view, but for now, have gone with third person. I may change to first person if needed. I will accept criticism, but please don’t be an ass. 🙂 Finally, this is a true story that happened to me, and of course, names have been changed for privacy. Most of this story is true, but there’s some parts that I added that are from my fantasty. I decided not to get descriptive of the parent or the siblings seeing as the story doesn’t revolve around them.
Depending on the feedback, I may do a second part to this story. At the end of this story, I’ll give some options for what the second part could be of.
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“Do we have to move?” Blake groaned, asking his mother. The house he had grown up in was now going to be ‘the old house’. As much as he hated to admit it, he knew they did have to move. With his three older siblings, their current living arrangement was too small.
“You’ll be fine, honey. I’m sure you’ll make some good friends.” Blake’s mother, Mary, sighed softly, knowing her son was disappointed, but there was nothing that could be done. The fact was, they needed a bigger house. Mary sincerely hoped that Blake would be able to get over this move eventually.
Blake sighed, and went into his room to get his final piece of luggage. He stopped upon entering his room, and looked at himself in the mirror. For being fifteen, he was about average height, and a bit fat for his age, which he blamed on his junk food habit. Girl wise, Blake was unsuccessful to the point where he hadn’t even had a date. As much as it bothered him, he coped, and moved on.
“Blake,” His mother yelled with a sense of annoyance in her voice. “We need to go, c’mon.”
Blake picked up his bag, and walked out of the room, the same room he’d slept in since he was old enough to have his own room. Tossing his bag into the trunk, Blake got into the back seat with his two old sisters, while his brother occupied the front seat with their mom. Blake glared at his brother, who he always envied. Blake was quite the ladies man, and it helped that he worked at the local skating rink. “Where are we going again?” Blake asked, trying to recall.
Mary closed the car door and started up their car, which was a four door Mazda 6. “It’s a nice two-story house not real far from here. I promise, you’ll like it.”
Blake chuckled silently. [i]You keep saying that, yet I have the feeling it’ll suck ass, Blake thought, and watched the scenery as they drove, starting to doze off. He wasn’t sure how long he was out, but by the time Blake woke up, they were entering their drive way. His mom was right about one thing, the house was nice. Blake looked around at the other houses, curious of who was around. He could see some little kids playing, and that was about it. He groaned again, pissed that he didn’t see at least one person his age, or anything to do. As he started picking up bags to take inside, something, no, someone, caught his eyes. She was about two or three houses down, and by the look of it, she was of the same age.
Shrugging it off for the time being, Blake continued helping his mother and siblings take things into the house, and their respected rooms, but couldn’t help wondering about the girl. On one hand, at his age, his hormones were raging, but on the other, his social skills weren’t all that high.
“Blake, come meet one of our neighbors.” His mother called into the house.Oh joy. I bet they had a welcome basket waiting on stand by. What Blake didn’t expect was to see the same girl from a few houses down standing outside talking to his mother. She was wearing a tank top that seemed to hug to her breasts, which Blake guessed were either a B or C cup, and a pair of faded shorts.
“Hi, my name’s Alyssa.” She said with a smile, extending her hand.
Blake hadn’t even noticed her hand extended. He was lost in what he believed was love at first sight. Her light color haired, green eyes, and all around beauty seemed to hit him like a ton of bricks. Snapping from his trance, Blake took her hand in his, shaking it. “Nice to meet you, I’m Blake.” He felt his face burning, and knew he had to be blushing. Damnit, please don’t tell me I look like a fool.
“I see someone is shy.” Alyssa giggled. “I knew we’d be getting new neighbors eventually, and judging by the size of your family, this house is perfect.”
“With any luck, my oldest sister will be moving the fuck out at some point.” Blake chuckled. He never got along with his siblings, and as such, often wished they’d just leave, his brother especially.
“Good luck with that, then.” She smiled, as if teasing him. “I only live two houses down from you if you ever wanna hang out.”
Blake felt as though he’d hit the jackpot. A beautiful girl such as Alyssa was actually offering to hang out with him. He was either dreaming, or this girl was just plain out friendly. “If you’re not busy, I’m sure we can hang out later once we get everything packed away.”
Alyssa nodded. “I’d like that. Just come on by when you want.”
It wasn’t until at least two hours later Blake found himself walking down the street toward Alyssa’s house. The neighborhood seemed alright, there was mostly just little kids who, fortunately for Blake, weren’t ever loud enough to actually annoy him. As Blake approached her house, he froze mid step as he stared at his new neighbor, and first love interest, Alyssa. He hadn’t had a chance to check out her body throughly before due to the fact that she had been watching him, and his mother was needing his help. Now, however, Blake was in another trance. Her long slender legs were enough to make him hard, and his eyes tracing along her body only made his cock throb.
Blake forced himself to snap out of it again. He couldn’t allow these thoughts to invade his mind, not now, anyway. He silently thanked himself for wearing jeans, which hid his erection that seemed to not want to subside. “Hey, Alyssa.” He said, walking up to her.
“Oh hi, Blake.” she said in a cheerful voice, smiling at him. “This is my little brother, Tanner.”
That smile, it melted him, it made him just want to hug her, and lock lips. He broke his gaze from Alyssa as she mentioned her brother, with his only thought being ‘goddamnit, this will certainly be interesting’. Wanting to earn brownie points with Alyssa, he smiled at the young boy, who looked to be 10 or 11. “Sup little man?” He asked, honestly not caring of the kid.
Tanner didn’t seem to care for Blake, and just muttered something, going to the back yard. “He always this friendly?” Blake joked.
Alyssa laughed, winking. “Maybe it’s just you.”
Blake pondered that thought for several seconds. If Tanner didn’t like him, that brat could cock block. He’d have to think of something later. “What do you usually do for fun?”
“Since I’m not old enough to drive yet, I tend to do whatever comes around. My friends are all out somewhere, so I was just gonna watch tv.” She grinned at him. “Although, since you’re here, we can just hang out outside and talk. I’d like to know more about you.”
If there was ever a time for Blake to warn himself not to be a fool, this would’ve been perfect. At the sound of her wanting to know more, he thought he had a chance with her. He nodded, smiling from ear to ear, and sat down in the grass with her.
“Where did you use to live?” Alyssa asked, looking to Blake.
“Right in the next town.”
“Why did you move?”
“As you noticed, we have a big family, and our old house just wasn’t big enough.”
“Oh, I see. Were you happy of moving?”
“I wasn’t, but now I am.” He winked.
Alyssa blushed, and giggled. “Oh stop.”
Blake smiled. “How long have you lived here?”
“Oh I grew up here. It’s a nice place, though, it gets annoying because of the main road that passed by, you you tend to hear a lot of traffic.” Alyssa attempted to scoot closer to Blake, her cheeks still warm. He was really nice and charming, something Alyssa hadn’t seen in a guy yet.
“Guess it’s a good thing I don’t mind the sound of traffic.” he laughed, blushing as he noticed she was closer. They spent the entire evening outside talking, and continued this ritual for weeks on end. Everyday after school, Blake would go to her house, and stay with her until she had to leave. Blake thought he couldn’t be happier, and was waiting for the day they could be together.
Blake’s dreams were crushed as one day he went to Alyssa’s house to see his brother’s friend, Tyson, at Alyssa’s. Blake could tell they were flirting, and instantly became jealous and filled with anger. Tyson was at least twenty five, and in the military, how the hell could this fifteen year old girl actually fall for that? Blake approached slowly, glaring at Tyson with eyes that could kill.
“Sup Blake?” Tyson said in a cheery voice. “Hi Blake.” Alyssa said. “I hadn’t seen Tyson in a while, and he decided to stop by.”
“Ah. How are things?” Blake asked with a low voice, almost trying to hide what he really wanted to say.
“Things are good, I may be called back for duty.” As soon as he finished saying that, Blake noticed Alyssa’s face go from happy to sad.
“WHAT? You can’t go back!” Alyssa said, and hugged him. Blake was pissed, and jealous as hell. Why couldn’t she realized he cared and loved her? “When you gotta go?” Is all he asked.
“Maybe soon, I’m not sure.” Tyson replied, hugging Alyssa to him. Blake zoned out, getting lost in his own thoughts as he started wishing bad things for Tyson. Finally, he said goodbye to Tyson and Alyssa, and just went home. A few days passed before Blake went back to Alyssa’s, and he was curious if she’d missed him at all.
“Hi, Blake.” Alyssa said in a happy voice. “Did you hear?”
“Hey, and no, what’s up?” He stood a few feet away from Alyssa, and smiled at her, curious what her news was.
“Tyson and I are together.”What? WHAT? WHAT? Blake couldn’t believe that he just heard, and stood there, dumbfounded for what seemed like an eternity.
“Blake? Blake?” Alyssa poked him.
“Yeah..” Blake said in a low tone, furious to the point of just yelling at her. “When…when did this happen?”
“Yesterday. I’m so happy, he’s an amazing guy!” Alyssa skipped around like a school girl with her first crush.
Blake didn’t move at all, he was still trying to absorb this. How could this be? Why was this sweet young girl actually getting together with a twenty five year old? Unfortunately for Blake, at least a month passed of him hanging out with Alyssa, and hearing her brag about how amazing Tyson was. It got to the point where Blake almost said “fuck it” and stopped going to her house. Blake’s luck changed one day when he went to Alyssa’s. She was sitting on her swing crying, prompting Blake to quickly go up to her. “What’s wrong, Alyssa?”
“Blake..” She said while crying still, and quickly hugged him, crying onto his chest. “We broke up.”
Blake wanted to jump for joy and celebrate, but at the same time, he felt bad for her. Instead, he just hugged her to him, and rubbed her back. “I’m sorry. What happened?”
“He just doesn’t want to be with me anymore.” She sobbed, clinging to Blake for dear life.
It was then Blake knew she had cared more about Tyson then he thought, which only saddened him. “Everything will be okay, I promise.” He consoled her, rubbing her back.
“Thank you..” She said softly, kissing his cheek.
“Always for you.” He said softly, keeping her in his arms. “My family is gone for the weekend, if you want, you can come to my house and relax.” Blake paused, wondering if he just said that. He’d never invited her over when no one was home, and wondered what she’d think.
“If, if it’s not a bother.” she said, sniffling.
Blake could tell she was in a fragile state of heartbreak, and wanted nothing more then to be there for her. Keeping his arm around her, they walked to his house. Once inside, they decided to watch a movie in the family room.
“What movie do you wanna watch?” He asked, looking through the collection of DVDs.
“How about a scary movie?” She asked. Alyssa didn’t usually like scary movies, but she knew she’d end up cuddling to him at some point.
“You got it.” He picked out A Nightmare On Elm Street, put the DVD in, and sat onto one end of the couch, while Alyssa didn’t sit too far from him on the same couch. As the scary parts of the movie kicked in, Alyssa scooted closer to Blake, resting her head on his shoulder. Instinctively, Blake wrapped an arm around her, and smiled. As it got later, Alyssa started getting sleepy, and soon found herself asleep, leaning on Blake. Blake smiled, and pulled a blanket over her, resting his feet on the coffee table and dozed off with her, his only thoughts being I love you, Alyssa.
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[i]If it’s voted to make a part two, I can go a few ways with this story. 1) Have Alyssa fall for Blake, and take it from there. 2) Have her continue to reject Blake until he’s forced to do something. Of course, if anyone has ideas for another way to take this story, please speak up.

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Morning Surprise part 2

Second Part to Morning Surprise.
I was woken at 5pm by my daughter Sandie, she put a cup of tea beside the bed, drew the curtains just enough to let in some light and left. I sat up sipped my tea and was thinking was this morning a dream. The soreness in my cock told me it was no dream. I did not want to rush down stairs, but I knew that staying in bed would solve nothing.
I put on some jogging bottoms and a T-shirt and headed down stairs; both girls were in the kitchen preparing dinner. I honestly did not know what to say. I put my mug into the dish washer. Sandie was peeling potatoes at the sink. I was searching my mind for something to say that would lighten the mood, but the only thing in my head was mush.
“Dad, are you on nights again tonight?” Mel said
“Yes love, I start again at 8pm. What’s on your mind?
“I was wondering when we should tell Mum what happened”
That’s what I was trying to sort out myself. We have always been a very close family, and lies were not allowed. I could not decide if it would be best to tell Joan, my wife as soon as she walked in the door, or after dinner. Her shift finished at 5pm and she would be walking into the house any minute now.
“Girls what do you think?”
Sandie said “ Dad Mel and I have been talking, while you were asleep and we have decided that what happened this morning was what we both wanted for as long we can both remember. You are the kindest, strongest, gentlest man that we both know; we love you more than any thing. Having you as a lover is the most wonderful thing that could possibly have happened to us”
Being in a state of shock is not normal for me. I can normally figure out what to do and what to say well in advance of things happening. But now I was floundering like a freshly landed fish.
“When you say lover does that imply that this morning was not just a one off”
“Hell no they both said as one”
Mel came over and gave me a huge hug, Sandie put down her peeling knife and also came over and gave me a hug and a kiss.
“Dad, we meant what we said we want to keep you as a lover, who better to teach us all about pleasure. We love you and you will never hurt us, put us down, be unreliable, jealous we have found the perfect teacher. We can think of no one else that we would ever want but you”.
Would this strange day ever end, it was throwing things at me that I had never thought would happen, let alone plan for. I have as I have said only a very limited sex life Joan and I have only ever experienced each other. I had much to think about, I was being swamped with emotions and thoughts.
The phone rang and Mel answered it. It was Joan to say that she would be very late, a suspect that she had been looking for had been sighted in a town close by and she was on her way to see if she could pick him up.
I was one of the sergeants on the rapid gun response unit. I had a large patrol area and spent a great deal of my time mobile, waiting for the call that warranted an instant response. Someone reported something suspicious, like a suspected firearm sighting to actual armed robbery.
Joan however worked as a detective inspector in the serious crime squad. We had from the birth of the girls agreed to work opposite shifts and different squads. We always wanted someone at home with the girls, or at least available if anything ever happened. When I was on nights, Joan would be on days and vice versa. It had worked for us very well over the years. Shits only last eight hours and we have found ways to maximise our time together. As you rise up in the ranks you do find it harder to manage your time, detectives find it much harder to stick to rigid work schedules.
That’s why it was me that had the extra time to teach the girls to swim. To become a parent governor. To teach them karate all the things that take time away from your own quality time, but for me quality time meant being with my girls.
Sandie had finished preparing the veg, and jumped up onto the breakfast bar. I only looked at her briefly, but that was enough, something was on her mind, and I knew from that look that it would only be minutes before she told me, she has never been one to keep a secret.
“Dad, I was thinking, we don’t want to tell Mum today, because if she hates it, which is a possibility we will never learn anything, maybe you can teach us for a week or so, and then we can tell Mum. Because if she says stop we know you, you will stop and we don’t want that”
I had been thinking very much the same thing. While I was looking at her I noticed that she was wearing a very short skirt, something she never did during the day, she always wore jeans during the day. I looked over at Mel at the same time. She was perched on a bar stool, also at the breakfast bar another short skirt, but she had her legs wide apart. I was looking directly at her pussy. What was she thinking wearing no panties anyone could walk in?
Looking up again I saw that Sandie had pushed her shirt up and was also wearing no panties. She had brought her knees up, spread her legs wide and was running her finger along her pussy lips.
Mel also had started to play with herself; she had parted her lips and was fingering herself. Could one morning have turned them into sex starved nympho’s. I was starting to get hard just watching them.
Mel jolted me away from my thoughts by saying “Dad, you licked Mel’s pussy this morning, but not mine and that’s not fare”.
I found myself, as if in a trance getting up and walking across the kitchen. I was soon lapping away at Sadie’s pussy. I remembered her saying that she enjoyed having her bum played with, so I started licking her pussy, but every now and then sticking my tongue into her arse. I parted her lips and nibbled on her labia, sucking them into my mouth. One at a time and then and both together, she was loved it; her little arse was squirming about all over the place. Her juices were running from her like a small stream had started. I had both hands, under her bottom, pulling her pussy tight to my face. I had worked a finger about two inches into her arse, it was worth it. She obviously had a very sensitive arse, because her breathing was now coming in a steady pant.
“ Dad, do you know you are the only person ever to eat my pussy, boys just don’t like doing it, but this is better than I ever imagined, don’t ever stop Dad”.
“Sandie, don’t be such a selfish bitch, I want Dad to eat me too you know”.
Mel jumped up onto the breakfast bar and had also pulled her skirt up to her waste; she was trying to get into a position so that I could eat her as well. My cock was as hard as rock, and pushing the front of my joggers out like a tent. I had to relieve the pressure or hurt myself.
Sandie was coming really hard, one after the other I could feel the waves running through her body, and she was leaning back, supporting herself, with her arms stretched back behind her. It was a glorious sight.
I moved across and started to do the same to Mel, she was humping my face for all she was worth.
“Dad, just flick my clit for me, that’s it do that again”.
I was flicking my tongue across her clit, very, very gently but very fast. She started to come, spraying my face with her juices, I was lapping as fast as I could, but was soon swamped. I loved it, could life get than this?
Yes it could. Sandie had gotten down and was now under me, she was sucking my cock fast and hard.
“Dad, I want your cock buried deep inside me so much, please Dad fuck me real hard”.
How can a Dad resist, the request of his lovely daughter, I picked her up turned her over and drove my hard cock as deep and as hard into her as I could. With just a little manoeuvring I was able to fuck Sandie and still eat Mel.
Mel was sitting in a pool of come, a huge grin on her face.
Sandie was shaking and her legs started to wobble, she was on the verge of a huge climax, I just started pumping huge amounts of come into her, she let out a huge scream. I thought that the neighbour’s would come rushing in, to see who was murdering her.
“God dad stop stop, I can’t take any more my legs are to weak.”
I stood up and withdrew my cock from her dripping pussy. Mel jumped down and pushed her sister out of the way saying
“Me next Dad”
Looking at my cock, I was not sure if it was hard enough , but it was worth a try, a hard push and yes he was still hard enough, but for how long. A few more strokes maybe.
“Dad, reach round and play with my clit, please Dad, just a few tweaks. That’s it Dad. Oh yea that’s it”.
She had started to shake, a small shudder that got bigger till she had flopped forward dragging her off my cock. I felt drained, there was come all over the kitchen, dripping from the girls, dribbling from the end of my cock, on the breakfast bar. I have never seen so much.
The pots on the stove had started to boil over, and the smell of sex filled the kitchen.
Mel tried to get up, but her legs were too weak to support her, she just lay on the floor, giggling to herself. All the while the pots rattled and spat on the stove. Sandie eventually turned them off.
I was very sore, but also very satisfied.
“Ok girls we will have to clean this lot up, your mother could still walk in at any time. Are you both Ok?”
“Ok. Hell yes they both said”
I went upstairs and had another shower. I finished dressing into my uniform and went downstairs. I walked into the kitchen to find that the girls had straightened the place out, and dinner was served ready.
I had to get up and open the kitchen door, the smell of sex was over powering.
Where do we go from here? This had only been day one.

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Pool Buddies

The water always had a special place in the heart of Jack Merrylow. It called to him in an eerie way from the time he first gazed upon it. Jack was a natural swimmer from the moment he could walk. In his heart, Jack hated the water, and he loved it above all else. The special place he held for it was only because swimming was what defined him, and what he defined himself with. Swimming was both a burden and a release for him. Freedom, one might say, is what Jack found when he joined the water. And yet his freedom was a battle, a constant struggle to beat the clock, impress the world, and beat everyone.
Water, and swimming gave Jack a strong and lean body, one worthy of envy from any eye. At age 13, and at the time of our story, he stood 5′ 4″. He had short blonde hair, that when wet, glimmered as if diamond’s dust had been sprinkled over it. His build was lean; he had sinewy, tanned arms that were covered by a thin layer of boyhood hair. His torso was that of a swimmer’s; long, agile, and abs sculpted from marble. Jack’s legs were thin, but very strong. His hip and calf muscles bulged- and his light boy hair perfectly caught drops of water that gave his fine muscles a brilliant glisten when he was just out of the pool. Even his feet were worthy of envy; surely a swimmer such as Jack must’ve had some sort of magic between his toes to give him his speed.
Jack’s love of water naturally guided him to the local swim club, and to the modern pool. He started swimming with the club when he was only 5. And gosh, everyone knew from an early age that Jack Merrylow was a natural in the water. Jack shredded through records like a shark- soon, the youth record board in the local pool began to look like a shrine to Jack Merrylow. His talent naturally earned him admiration, as well as a whole lot of attention.
At school and in his social life, Jack was unusual for a boy of such great build and achievement. His ego was smaller than most every other boy in his grade. And needless to say, he deserved to have by far the highest ego of any boy his age. Girls took a liking to Jack very easily, but Jack wasn’t as enamored by the ladies as most of his male cohorts were. Sure, he liked their attention, but he really didn’t find them all that attractive or spectacular.
Rose Avenue was a quiet little street, and the place where Jack had lived his whole life. He had a nice house; his father and mother had good jobs, and he was an only child. Jack was a tad bit lonely. He had always wanted a big brother, and he’d always wanted someone to show him how to do things, back him up, and give him the safe and secure feeling that little brothers treasure.
On a cool spring day, an orange van appeared on Rose Ave., and Jack realized that the vacant house at the end of the street was going to have new occupants. The van’s doors opened, and a man, with a boy only a few years older than Jack stepped out. The boy waved at him in the friendliest of ways. Jack had a good feeling about this. Jack hopped on his bike, and rode down to greet his new neighbors.
“Hi… I’m… I’m Jack Merrylow,” he shyly said.
“Hey buddy, I’m Simon, Simon Krusman,” the older boy replied.
“Welcome to our neighborhood,” Jack offered.
“Thanks, you look like you’re just a little younger than me, it’s good to know I’ll have some company here, ”
Simon said.
“I’m 13. How old are you?” Jack inquired.
“Just a month past my 15th birthday,” Simon answered.
“Cool, so what kind of stuff do you like to do? Any sports?” Jack asked.
” Ah…just anything fun that keeps me active. I guess running, biking ,and swimming would be my favorites.” Simon said.
After this answer, Jack’s imagination went for a joy ride. Simon liked swimming, and he already had that big brother like tone and attitude that Jack had always wished for.
Now, Simon was a little different than Jack. For starters, Simon was much more of a type ‘A’ assertive/authoritative personality than Jack was. This came with his extra age, but also his physique.
Simon was built splendidly well for a lad of his age. Under his clothing was a body that was ridiculously fit. He had short, dark hair, and the softest, brownest eyes a boy could have.
Not surprisingly, Simon joined the local swim club, too. He was no where near as good as Jack, but Jack was impartial to this. What Jack secretly loved about Simon was his body. Simon stood about 5’8″, and had a similar build to Jack. Simon was definitely older, and his face was more masculine than Jack’s, and his torso was very much man like, yet completely lacking of hair. Simon wore a thin blue speedo, and when he walked into to practice for the first time, Jack took notice. Jack immediately recognized his new friend, but was amazed to see him in such little clothing. Jack waved a friendly hand to Simon, which Simon returned. Simon pulled his muscular arm behind his head and gave a little yawn, as he stretched. Jack noticed, and also noticed Simon’s good sized bulge. Simon never noticed that Jack’s eyes were fixated on his crotch. Jack’s heart leapt out of his chest at the sight, and his cock nearly grew right through his speedo.
Jack realized that he had a problem: regular swim practice was about to start, and he had a raging hard on and couldn’t take his eyes off of his new friend. Luckily, coach whistled, so he quickly looked away, and jumped into the cold water to give himself some relief. The water did its trick, and Jack was ready to start swimming, and so was Simon.
Swim practice went by quickly, and Jack decided to stay a little longer to keep working on his backstroke. Simon, too, was staying a little longer, but mainly because he wanted to talk to the coach and get to know him as he was fresh to the program.
After swimming for about 15 minutes, Jack climbed out of the water and dried himself off. Simon noticed Jack, and he too admired his new friend’s younger, but very sexy body. Simon felt himself getting a little aroused, and wrapped a towel around himself to hide his arousal. Jack did the same, and ironically both boys were still oblivious to each other’s attention.
Both boys greeted each other, and headed off to the locker room. Simon was the first to break the ice:
“Jack… you know…. You’ve got a really good body for a boy your age.”
Silence lingered for a few seconds; Jack’s ears turned bright red.
“Umm… thanks Simon. You’re so much more muscular than me though… and taller too.”
“Well… I guess I’m pretty solid…” Simon chuckled back.
Jack took off his towel and sat down on the locker room bench. Simon did the same, but went a step further and slid off his speedo.
As disciplined as Jack was, this was just too much for him to handle. Simon had a large, dark brown pair of balls that stood out from his muscular legs. His cock was very envious to Jack, and it was flopping around gently as Simon bent down to get his shampoo out of his gym bag. Jack noticed that Simon had something he did not have, a little dark patch of hair right around the base of his big cock. Jack’s stare this time was not unnoticed.
“Is there something wrong?” Simon asked, thinking that Jack might have just spaced out for a minute.
“ I… uh… what? Oh… umm… nope everything’s fine,” Jack stammered back.
Simon extended a hand toward Jack and rustled his soft blonde hair, and said “okay buddy.”
Meanwhile, Jack was feeling awkward still sitting in his speedo, but his raging boner kept him preoccupied. Simon turned away and headed for the shower, and Jack almost fainted at the sight of Simon’s gorgeous, muscular ass as he walked away.
Jack slowly stood up, right as Simon turned around realizing that he’d forgotten his wash cloth. To Jack’s dismay, Simon stopped dead in his tracks when he saw his younger friend’s pulsing cock in his light red speedo.
Simon started to firm up a little bit, and continued to walk toward Jack, who hastily covered his erection with his towel. Now, Simon knew for sure what was happening in the mind of his young friend.
Ever so nonchalantly, Simon asked Jack if he was going to take his speedo off and shower. Jack shrugged, and reached into his own gym bag and removed soap and shower items. Simon knelt down right in front of him, so that when Jack sat up, both boys were locked in an intimate stare.
Jack was speechless and motionless, and Simon, the older, more assertive lad reached forward and stroked the side of Jack’s face. Simon gently told him that he was handsome, and that he shouldn’t be afraid of who he truly was. Jack gave a little nod, and Simon’s hands slid down to Jack’s speedo.
Simon casually asked, “So are you going to take that off?”
And Jack very nervously replied: “Only if you don’t want to.”
That answer was the beginning of a long friendship, and Simon proceeded to wrap his fingers around Jack’s throbbing boy boner. Jack gulped, and Simon used his other hand to slip down Jack’s speedo. Luckily, everyone else had left, so Jack and Simon knew they weren’t going to get caught. Jack had a circumcised penis that stood about 4 and ½ inches erect, and a tight ball sack that was grown up a little, but still hairless and tan like a boy’s. Jack had a very fine ring of golden hair around his boyhood.
Simon wrapped his strong hands around Jack’s shaft and began to stroke it softly. Jack moaned at the pleasure Simon was providing him. Jack couldn’t hold himself back any longer, and leaned his head into Simon’s chest and began to massage his perfectly formed ass. Simon’s cock was rock hard, and stood at least 7 inches firm. Jack’s blue eyes gazed up at Simon and slowly asked him the question Simon was waiting for. Simon nodded, and Jack slowly put his lips on the tip of his friend’s throbbing cock.
Simon winced at the pleasure, and started to passionately stroke Jack’s gentle hair. Jack reached up and gave Simon’s perineum a little touch, and with this, Simon cried out in pleasure.
Jack slowly opened his lips around the head of Simon’s beautiful manhood. Simon continued to stroke the boy’s hair, and Jack began to let his entire inhibitions run wild, by starting to deep throat Simon, who moaned at the boy blowjob he was getting. Simon now put his hands around his friend’s head, and started to sway his hips gently as he thrust his cock into his friend’s warm mouth. Within minutes, Jack felt Simon’s cock tightening up, and the muscles in his ass and hips contracting. Simon moaned that he was going to cum, and sure enough he did. With a great lunge forward, and a bit of a roar, Simon erupted all over Jack’s mouth and face. Jack was surprised, but was delighted by the saltiness of his friend’s cum. Jack licked his now softening cock clean, and hugged Simon’s belly as he told him that he thought he was falling in love with him.
Jack’s cock was still raging hard, and Simon took notice. He thanked Jack for the wonderful blowjob he’d just given, and wrapped his arms around Jack’s waist telling him that it was his turn to feel good now.
Jack stood up, and let his boyhood stand out proud in front of Simon, who was just kneeling down on the floor. Simon reached all the way behind Jack’s balls, and slowly tickled his way forward. Jack gave a cute little giggle, but gasped the second Simon took a hold of his tight little balls. Simon leaned his face forward, and started to lick the sides of his friend’s balls. Jack moaned with delight, and learned something that he could do to his friend’s sack too, next time. Slowly, Simon worked his tongue up to Jack’s shaft and gave it a couple of long, popsicle like licks.
“How’s that?” asked Simon.
“ Sooooo good…..” answered Jack.
Simon’s lips opened, and Jack ever so gracefully set his throbbing cock inside of his older friend’s mouth. Jack closed his eyes, and Simon knew that this was his cue to give his younger friend a sensational oral service. Simon tightened his mouth around his friend’s hot young cock, and started to slide up and down the shaft. Jack groaned in satisfaction, and let his older friend take complete control. Jack sensed that he was reaching his climax, but didn’t know yet what to think of the warm tingling below his belly. He started to moan in pleasure, and seconds later his cock erupted with a small amount of boy cum. Simon sucked him dry, and stood up and hugged Jack close and told him that he was definitely going to get along well with him.
Jack and Simon realized that their parents were surely waiting for them, so they hastily put on their clothes, forgetting to shower, and bid each other farewell.
“So did you like your first swim practice?” Jack asked his older friend.
“I’m going to stick with it,” replied Simon with a smile.

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