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The Shifts of Mike

‘Man that was intense’ I said to myself as I woke covered in sweat. Slowly consciousness crept into my sleep addled brain as I recalled the events of my slumber. It was her again, the short raven haired beauty that I had been lusting after in my dreams for weeks now, her name is Jamie, she is also my younger sister. Pulling the covers back I swung my legs off the bed and reached down to throw on a pair of boxers for the ritual morning trip to the bathroom.
As the shower was warming up I leaned over the sink just staring at myself in the mirror. That’s when I first noticed it, my eyes were green not their normal blue. As I stared in shock wondering what could have happened I watched as they turned back into the blue I have always known. Figuring it was still sleep fogging my brain I shook it off and dropped my boxers to the floor as I stepped into the shower. I stepped under the water feeling it was over me wishing I was anyone but me. Don’t get me wrong, I lived in a nice house with a great set of parents and my sister Jamie. I did pretty good in school, had friends and a fairly healthy social life, but it was how I looked I couldn’t stand. I was your typical run of the mill nothing special. At 5’9” 170 lbs I was just shy of being actually noticeable.
This is where my recent obsession has come in. Unlike me my younger sister Jamie got a double helping of looks. Just a month shy of turning 16 she stands a short 5’2” about 100 pounds even , long straight black hair that reaches halfway down her back. Her breasts as I found out later were a C cup and had been for about the last year now. Her stomach and legs were tight and toned from hours of cheerleading practice. Basically she was a vision of pure beauty, and the only girl that actually paid me any attention. Ever since it got hot enough to tan and I saw her in her new bikini this year I have barely been able to contain myself around her. Constantly excusing myself to go jerk off to her or sneaking around trying to get glimpses of her.
Even now in the shower as my dream comes back to me I feel my cock start to rise. Not wanting to waste a good erection and wanting to relive that dream I shut my eyes as my hand starts slowly stroking myself to full hardness. I go back to the dream, Julie underneath me, her legs folded up as I piston my cock into her hard and fast. I hear her moans telling me how big I am when I realize that in the dream its not really me fucking her, its me but a lot more muscled and with a bigger cock. As I think about watching myself enter my sister over and over again something feels different to me. I open my eyes and look down at myself and instead of the usual 5 inch skinny dick I see my hand wrapped around a 9 inch long 2 inch thick piece of meat jutting out from my body. My eyes widen in disbelief as my cock and my forearm are now the same size. Stuck in shock I hurriedly finish up my shower grab a towel and run back to my room.
Sitting on the edge of the bed thoughts of insanity run through my mind. Something is going on and I need to know what. With a deep breath I open my towel revealing the same small dick I’ve grown used to over the years. Now I’m lost. I must be losing my mind. Knowing what I saw and felt was real I decided to try and figure out what could possibly be going on. Since it was hard when I saw the difference maybe I had to be hard again to see the change. Being in such an excited state from two denied orgasms it was relatively easy to bring myself back to full hardness despite the nervousness of the situation. As my cock grew I was filled with excitement hoping for the best but after a few moments my cock was rigid and only the 5 inches I knew. Feeling slightly defeated I thought back to what was different and besides the obvious of not being in the shower anymore the only thing different was that at the time I was imagining myself with that same hard beast I had plowing into my sister. That scene coming back into my mind I started wanting that cock again. I started imagining it on my body jutting out. I looked down taking in my small cock wishing it to grow and before my eyes it started to. Slowly it gained in length and girth until I was back to being massive.
Over come with happiness at the possibilities for me now I stroked hard and fast while keeping my sister in my head. My orgasm was swift and powerful, as it hit rope after rope of cum shot out from my tip coating my chest in cum. As I squeezed the last of my cum out I fell back onto the bed in a daze and slipped into unconsciousness.
Waking back up for the second time that day I found myself in ridiculously high spirits. Who wouldn’t be?? I can change anything I want to physically about myself. Or at least maybe anything. I had to know my limits with this. Looking down at myself I needed to get cleaned up. Seeing what time it was I knew my sister had already left for practice and she wouldn’t be back until late that night, I didn’t even bother getting dressed. I went back to the bathroom and wet a washcloth to wipe myself down from the earlier orgasm.
While wiping myself down I looked into the mirror and started to play around. I started with my eye color again changing it from one color to the next finally deciding on brown. I then moved to my nose and just for shits and giggles I made it long and pointy like Pinocchio. Finally cleaned up I left my face the new way and walked back into my room closing my door. In my excitement I didn’t realize that my door didn’t completely shut. Now standing in front of my full length mirror I couldn’t help but laugh as I saw this ridiculous nose jutting out from my face.
Knowing that I basically had a do over at my disposal I started on becoming the way I always wanted to look. Adding a couple inches in height I was now 6 foot even. I set to work on my frame bulking me up a little bit and defining my muscles that would take months in a gym to achieve. Once happy with that I started on my face, not changing anything major just a little tweak here and there until I was happy. I enlarged my balls a little bit to match that of the destroyer now hanging limp between my legs. Once finished I memorized every inch of what I changed tweaking what needed it and leaving alone what was perfect. Taking a full look at myself I couldn’t have been happier. Looking like this there was no way girls would keep ignoring me. I would finally get laid.
Filing away what I wanted to look like I started playing around. Making myself fat and skinny, super tall and tiny like a midget. I added muscles and hair, took them away basically being absolutely ridiculous with my new found ability. Returning back to the new me I stood just admiring myself when all of a sudden it hit me. If I could change into anything why couldn’t I change into a chick. The thoughts of my possibilities started to excite me, bringing my impressive cock to life. I started off just seeing if I could do it. My chest losing its muscle as it started to expand out ending up with a pair of firm large breasts. Not being able to choose between the mirror and looking down I kept glancing back and forth as my hands came up to feel my first breast. My hands reaching their goal sent all the air out of my lungs and I fell back onto the bed slowly caressing my new toys. My nipples now even more sensitive began to harden under the movements of my hands. My cock was so hard it was actually beginning to hurt as I pinched down on my nipples causing an involuntary moan to escape my throat. Leaving one hand to play with my breasts I moved my other down and slowly began stroking my cock imagining it was my sisters breasts I was playing with. Getting so into it I started moaning her name which in turn brought me immediately to orgasm my cock exploding and sending my cum shooting out right onto my breasts.
As I lay there in my after glow I started picturing my sister in my head. I closed my eyes forming a complete picture of Jamie in my head. I pulled on every memory I had of her forming a complete image of her in my head. Keeping my eyes shut I imagined her and pushed that image of her onto my body. I could feel things moving and changing and when it all stopped with eyes still shut I stood up. Slowly I opened my eyes and staring back at me in the mirror was my sister.
So stunned at this, all I could do was stare as I turned around and bent over trying to see everything I could. Finally I let my hands do what my eyes were doing. I laid back on the bed closing my eyes and just ran my hands over every inch of my sisters body. Going straight to my breasts I started caressing and squeezing finally getting the prize I had been aching for. Under the ministrations of my fingers I could feel my nipples harden, moving down to them I gave them a pull when I felt a wet heat coming from between my legs. Going into very unknown territory I slid one hand down my stomach and in between my legs. I could immediately feel heat emanating from my folds. Gingerly I began exploring lightly playing with the area rubbing my fingers up and down coating them in the juice of my excitement. My breaths were now beginning to come in deeper and more ragged as my excitement grew finally resulting in a loud moan as my probing fingers found my clit.
Now feeling flushed and more turned on in a new way than I have even experienced I began to rub my fingers in circles over my clit, going faster and faster until I couldn’t even breathe. The only option my brain gave me was to keep rubbing. And that’s when it hit. My entire body being sent into spasms I twisted around as the most intense orgasm I have ever felt washed over me. With one final wave of ecstasy washing over me blackness edged in.

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Diary

My little pet

I will spare the boring details on how we met. Two nerds sitting at a table having drinks talking about the things we like. Her being 5’4 cute, DD breast, and a great ass. I was 6’1 attractive, well built, and great eyes. I was known to be a bit of a flirt, I would slide mild suggestions and flirty quips around just for fun, and she responded to them better then I thought. My weakness however was “closing the deal”. I never could make the transition from flirting to getting her in my arms, probably from a lack of self confidence and inability to read a situation. This time though, this time was different. She was picking up the queues and playing the same song. “Well, I could go for a massage” she flirtatiously replies to one of my comments. A wink in a smile from her and I was well on my way to ending this night with a bang. “Hmmm. IDK, my hands have been known to travel. They may head to places they are not allowed” I said with a grin, “Oh?” She leans forward “Where would they go?”. “Well, if I know these things as well as I believe I do, they would start at the shoulders then work their way down to that ass of yours, and give it a nice firm, but not hard, smack” “But what if I like it hard” she says with a giggle as she bites her lip. I don’t know what came over me at this point, but something, something inside of me woke up. My heart started racing and my head went blank, but my body, my body moved on its own, and my words followed. I stood up, walked over to her and put my hand under her chin, raising her stare to meet my own. My hand, caressing her face, moves to get a firm position around her neck. “Does someone like it a bit rough?” I said with a stern and dominating voice that I didn’t even know I was capable of. “This is where you might stop thinking so highly of me, but, I’m a bit submissive, you can do just about anything to me” She said with heavy words. These words drove into my ears and turned on a primal lust that I never knew existed. My hand started lifting her up by here throat as she rose from the chair. “You know I could use a new pet to keep me entertained.” A dark, hard, almost sinister voice boomed. “Get on your knees and beg pet!”.
She dropped. Like a loyal dog to the beckoning call of its master. She heard my words and obeyed them as if they were law. “Yes master, whatever you wish”. I grabbed a handful of her hair from the back of her head and pressed her face to my already bulging crotch. “Do you want this? Is this what you want?” I asked as I rubbed her face down the length of the bulge. “Yes master, please, please give me your cock!” She pleaded as I continued to rub. “You have to beg harder then that! What makes you think you deserve it? Hmm? What makes you think you are fit for masters cock!?!”. “Ma-m-master! I will do anything for your cock! PLEASE!” She cried out, the words echoed through the house. I unbuttoned my jeans and held her head back to watch. She was drooling already, she wanted it, she was a good obedient pet, but she wasn’t good enough yet. Something inside of me raged, a new found joy, a primal urge that has been sleeping all these years. The look in her eyes, utter lust. Willingness to do anything that I said. I loved it.
I pulled my jeans down and let her stare at what was barely being contained by my boxer shorts. I could feel the heat off her breath as she heaved like the bitch in heat that she was. Moaning like a whore from just looking at masters dick. But she wanted more. I could that clearly, she wanted it, but I wasn’t just going to give it to her. 8in of thick, hard cock was pulled from my boxer briefs. And she couldn’t take her eyes off of it. She wanted it, there and now, she wanted me to slam it in her mouth and fuck her throat. I don’t know how I knew this, but I could read her like the open book she was. She was a pet. No. She was MY pet. And she must earn her treat.
I pulled her closer, slowly, to my erect cock. Instinctively her mouth dropped as she prepared for its entry. “Ah ah ah!” I said As I pulled it up, just outside of her mouths reach “What makes you think you deserve masters cock? Hmm?”. “P-p-please master. Please, let me suck your cock. Please master, please!” she begged as I waved my cock slowly back and forth over her face. “Hmmm…. Let me think” I started to smack her face gently with my cock, letting the head occasionally touch her lips. She decided that it was too much and stuck her tongue out to lick the tip. “HOW DARE YOU!” I yelled at her and proceeded to smack her hard against her cheeks with my cock. “YOU WILL ONLY GET IT WHEN MASTER DECIDES!”
Having enough of her begging, I decided it was time for me to treat myself and pulled her in position to suck my cock, she dropped her mouth and was excited to finally get what I was teasing her with. I moved closer slowly. Just as it seemed she was going to get what she wanted, I pulled away, just for a final tease. “PLEASE MASTER! ANYTHING! I WILL DO ANYTHING! JUST PLEASE LET ME SUCK YOUR COCK!” was her final cry before I obliged her request.

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Dakota pt.2

Obviously this is fictional since I never spoke to her again since the second grade. I saw her once when I was 11-12, but we never spoke. This is how I wished things had happened and a little extra stuff for you guys to make up for posting the first part without any sort of sex whatsoever, but you need a prequel to make a sequel. I apologize for any errors that may be in the story or if you do not enjoy it. If you’d like me to continue on with the story feel free to let me know in the comments.
“Ready?” my mom asked, pulling up the curb to the school. I was clutching my backpack tightly unconsciously and loosened the grip as soon as I realized.
“Yeah,” I nod. Today would be my first day back in Washington after spending the rest of my elementary and middle school years in Texas. The adjustment was difficult since I had no friends and the Texas weather compared to Washington’s was like day and night.
“Bye sweety,” my mom laughs. She says it extra loud so that any within five feet of our car could hear.
“Mom,” I sigh, opening the door and climbing out.
“See you tonight,” she says, now serious. I wonder how she does that.
“Bye,” I wave, turning away to face my school. I look over at the sign that says: Hill Ridge High School. This was where I will be spending the next four years of my life apparently. As I walk through the cloud of my future classmates they all looked pale compared to the tan I got from Texas’s summer rays. Of course there are some that have somewhat of a tan, but I doubt it was from being here. I watched as they all pooled together into the gymnasium and lingered around in the back so that I wouldn’t be squished. In the end I was and was pushed against a girl so that my crotch grazed her ass. She turned to look at me, furious, but the look on my face must have calmed her down a bit.
“Sorry I, uh, they pushed me and I….,” I was trying to find the words.
“Collin?” the girl asked. I looked at her quizzically. Something about her seemed familiar, but I still had no idea who she was.
“Yes?” I asked, looking down at her. Her deep brown eyes stared up to me since I was about three inches taller than her, which made her about 5 “4” and me 5″7″. I tried to figure out who she was, but I was dumbfounded.
“I should go,” I finally say, joining the rest of the crowd. For an hour or so the principle and some teachers welcomed the freshman to the school and talked about rules and regulations we’d have to follow. That sums it up pretty well. After it ended everyone had five minutes before they’d have to head to class and I went over to the vending machine to get a bottle of water.
“Do you really not remember me?” a hurt voice says from behind me. I nearly jump out of my skin and turn to look around. The girl from earlier is back. Her long blond hair is tied back in a pony tail exposing her lovely face and has a black Rolling Stones t-shirt on. She has tight jeans on that show off her perfect ass.
“I don’t know anyone here,” I explain to her,” I moved a long time ago. The last time I was here I was around six or seven.” That brings me back to the second grade and the girl named Dakota. It takes a while before I connect the two.
“Dakota?” I breath.
“You still are an idiot,” she shakes her head at me. At this moment I want nothing more to embrace her, but I can’t build up the courage. She takes the initiative however and hugs my tightly, putting her arms around my neck and I pack mine around her mid back section.
“I missed you,” she whispered into my ear before leaving for her first class for today. I do the same and head to class. Most of the day goes by in a breeze and lunch pulls around the corner. I grab my brown bag full of food and head to the cafeteria. It’s full of people I don’t know and eating outside isn’t an option even with my black hoodie.
“Collin,” someone calls my name. I look to see Dakota beckoning me to join her. Her table is full of girls and one guy who’s sexuality looks to be in question. These aren’t exactly my ideal people to sit with, but it was better than nothing. I walk over to them and take the seat beside Dakota.
Each of them look at me like a science specimen, but one takes a particular interest in me.
“Hey Collin,” the girl says. She has long brown hair that rest well past her shoulders and hazel eyes. Another thing is that she extremely large breast compared to most girls and was around 36C. I didn’t know her, but I wanted to.
“Hi,” I say, wondering how she knew my name. I looked over at Dakota who seemed to be enjoying this.
“You’re right he is an airhead still,” she reaches across the table and flicks me on the forehead,” it’s me Rachel.” Despite myself I don’t hide the shock in my voice.
“Really?” I ask. She looks different compared to when we were little.
“Are you surprised to see I grew out of tom boy stage?’ she ask teasingly.
“I think I’m just surprise to see you. Have you guys always gone to the same school together since I left?” I ask.
They both nod.
“Well sorry I broke the trio,” I say to them and they smile.
For the rest of the week it felt like old times. I was introduced to other people and began to develop a social circle where I would have people to walk to class with. Everything was great and got even better when Dakota caught up to me after school on Friday and asked if I wanted to go to a party with her.
“Sure,” I told her. My mom didn’t mind if I stayed out late since she trusted me well enough not to do anything bad.
“Okay, I’ll text you the directions. By the way you need my number,” she informed me. I pulled out my phone and before I could ask for her digits she took it and typed her number into my phone. I called her so that she could place mine in hers. After we were done with this she waved goodbye before hopping into her friend’s car. I take the less popular route and walk home. It’s pretty easy to remember the way and I’m home within ten minutes. Since it’s 3:30 I crawl into bed and take a long name. I wake sometime later after feeling my phone buzz in my pocket. The sun is no longer up and my room is practically pitch black. I pull out the phone, which causes me to blink about ten times until they can actually adjust.
The text is from Dakota and tells me where the house will be at. She also tells me to send her my address so that she can pick me up at eight. I text her back and with the directions before rolling out of bed quite literally. I lay there momentarily before getting up. My mom is in the living room watching Law & Order intently, but looks up when I enter.
“Hey sleepy head,”she remarks.
“Can I go out with my friends? I’ll probably stay the night,” I tell her.
“Sure,” she stated. Most parents would want to know where I was going or who I’d be with, but like I said before, she trusted me.
“Thanks,” I say exciting the room. I look over at the clock and see it is already 7:30. Although it doesn’t take me long to get ready I like take my time, but since I have only thirty minutes I’d have to speed up the pace. I shower quickly and brush my teeth at the same time. Once I’m finished I climb out wrapping a towel around my waist and heading to my room. I have about twenty minutes left and am pretty good on time. I put on a pair of grey jeans and a white v-neck along with a pair of Nike’s that a collage of black, grey, and white. I pull the black Yankees hat off my dresser and put it on. When I come out of my room my mom turns to look again.
“Going on a date?” my mom ask.
“Nothing like that,” I shake my head.
“Well don’t get anyone pregnant,” my mom orders. My mom had me around my age, which is one of the main reasons we don’t have a dad around. It’s also another reason why my mom always tells me this one thing everyday. I grab my wallet, which I reluctantly put two condoms in because my overly persistent mother and put my phone in my pocket before checking the time. It’s five till so I take a seat beside my mom and watch the rest of the show with her. It may only be five minutes, but I was able to sum it up pretty well. Halfway through the commercials I hear a horn blow outside and know that’s my ride.
“Bye mom,” I say over my shoulder. I close the door behind me and walk to the car. Dakota is visibly sitting in the front seat and Rachel is in the back. I slide in beside her and say hello.
“Hey,” she says, looking me over. I pretend not to notice.
“Hey Collin,” Dakota turns back in her seat. Beside her is a boy who looks a lot older than any of us.
“Hi,” I smile. She turns back and I ask Rachel who the boy is in a whisper.
“That’s her boyfriend,” she informs me. This is something I would have been alright not knowing. I slump back in my seat and Rachel pats my thigh sympathetically.
***
When we arrive to the party I lean more towards Rachel’s company and Dakota seems to be perplexed by it.
“You okay?” she finally ask me when Rachel goes to get a drink and her boyfriend has ventured off somewhere.
“You didn’t tell me you had a boyfriend,” I can hear myself pouting.
“What boyfriend?” she looks at me, startled.
“That guy that was driving us,” I tell her.
“That was my cousin,” she laughs.
“But Rachel told me-”
“Rachel loves to mess with people, especially you,” she pats my shoulder.
“I guess,” I shrug accidentally making her hand drop from me.
“So were you jealous at the thought that I might have a boyfriend?” she leans into me. Her eyes locked onto mine, making it hard to look away.
“Of course not,” I shake my head.
“Girls like a boy who’s honest,” she informs me. Rachel returns back then and I feel Dakota move from me. There is a certain tension between the two that I can’t quite decipher, but I pass it off as nothing.
“Some of the people are playing some sort of game over there,” Rachel tells us and a slight shiver goes down my back at the mention of game. Rachel and Dakota are blushing a scarlet red now.
“Well let’s play,” Dakota finally says and I follow behind her. I feel Rachel’s hand spank me on the butt as she passes by and I nearly jump. She winks before turning to stand beside Dakota.
In the living room and hear Clint Eastwood blasting even louder. On the floor a circle is formed and a bottle spins between them all. Everyone is confused on it and we take our seats wherever room is available. When the bottle stops on a girl I expect for the girl and boy to kiss and be done with it, but he says “F”. She stands up with him and they walk out of the room into an open room.
“What game is this?” I ask the boy next to me named Tyler who is a brief acquaintance.
“You guys didn’t play this in Texas? It’s called T or F,” he informs me.
“What’s T or F?” I ask him.
“Tongue or Fuck,” he explains,”tongue can be between two mouths or wherever you want them to use it while fuck is pretty self exclamatory.” Once he finishes explaining my heart begins to speed faster. The possibility of being able to do this with Dakota is a dream come true, but also a tragedy if this could be with another guy. My nightmare comes to reality when it’s Dakota’s turn to spin. I don’t want to look knowing the odds I won’t be chosen and stare at my hands. I continue this until someone taps my shoulder and my head snaps up.
“You got picked bro,” Tyler informs me. I look up to see Dakota staring me in half shock. The girl next to her whispers something into her ear.
“F,” she says aloud. Everyone around her looks at me as if I’m the luckiest guy on the planet. She gets up to stand I struggle to stand as well. We go to a room that is unoccupied and sit on the bed in silence.
“You know what F meant right?” I ask her.
“No why?’ she ask me.
“That means fuck. You just announced that to everyone that you wanted to fuck me to everyone,” I laugh nervously.
“Really?” she acknowledged.
“Yeah,” I say, rubbing my hands on my knees.
“Do you want to to?” she says almost inaudibly.
“Not if you don’t want to,” I look down at my legs that are trembling, waiting for her answer.
“I always have,” she claims to me and places her hand on mine, which is on my knee. She leans over and kisses me on the lips. They feel soft and warm against mine and I open my mouth, slowly placing my tongue in hers. She accepts it willingly and begins to use hers. Our mouths are no longer separate and have become one. I move her so that she is all the way on the bed and crawl on top of her. Her lips never seem to leave mine in this process. She roughly rolls me so that she is now on top and is now straddling my waist. I watch as she removes her shirt and her bra revealing her breast. They seem to be slightly smaller than Rachel’s but are still amazing to look at. My hands move from her back to her chest and I gently massage her breast in my hands. I try something I’ve always wanted to and place her right nipple in my hand. She moans softly at the feeling and I know I’m doing it right. I continue to fondle her left breast in the process and switch so that her left breast is now in my mouth. I suck softly and both her nipples are as hard as rock. She pulls me away that she can remove my shirt and I lift my arms obediently before continue to play with her breast.
“You’re really good at that,” she breaths into my hair. My dick is so hard that it’s painful against my jeans and I pull away. She understands and her hands move to the button of my jeans, pulling them off and I lift my ass from the bed so she won’t have trouble. I kick my shoes off and my socks as she begins to remove her pants and flats. Now we are both stark naked and I’m sitting at the foot of the bed. She gets on her knees in front of me and stares at my “7′ inch dick that is pretty thick around. Her hand barely holds it all, but it still feels amazing.
“I’ve never done any of this before,” she admits.
“Neither have I,” when I say this she seems to be comforted by the idea. She begins to move her hand up and down my base which results in her touching the head each time. She begins to speed up the pace. Her warm hand sends an electric current through me and I find myself slowly thrusting to the rhythm of her hand. Just when I think it can’t get better she places her mouth on my dick. Her mouth serves as as a heated vacuum and she licks the tip with her tongue and bobs her head up and down my dick, taking about five inches as she does. I can’t last much longer and I feel as my balls tighten.
“I’m gonna cum,” I warn her, but she continues to suck me off. I begin to come in her mouth seconds later and release my loads into her. One, two, three. Three loads are emptied into her moist mouth and she swallows it all in one gulp. My dick quickly softens after this.
“That tasted a lot better than my friends said it would,” she finally says, licking the remaining cum from her lips and the side of her mouth.
“Your turn,” I tell her. She lays on the bed, trying to prepare herself. I stare down at her shaved pussy and it waits to be touched. I spread it slightly and lick her slit. She is moaning loudly now. I use my thumb to rub her clit and that drives her wild. I begin to stick my tongue in out of her warm pussy hole and she moves her hips. I move my mouth up to suck her clit. As she begins to cum her knees lock my heads and place as I continue to eat her pussy. Her body squirms and her back arches from the bed as she cums into my mouth. She doesn’t squirt like they show most girls doing in the porn but I see as a small river of juices flows from her and lick it all up.
“That was amazing,” she comments as I pull away. I look down at my dick and it is fully hard again. She nods and I place myself at the entrance of her pussy.
“Just be gentle,” she tells me. I nod as I attempt to place the head of my cock in her pussy. She winces a little, but encourages me to go on, but it’s extremely tight. Once some of the base inside of her I feel a little resistance and ask her if I should continue.
“Yeah it’s just my hymen. Once you go through just don’t move around alright?” she ask me. I comply. I watch as she tries to brace herself and slowly push. It won’t give way and once I press a little harder it does. It must be painful for her since she pulls me down so that my chest is pressed against hers and her nails are digging into my back. I know this is not nearly as painful as it was for her and tolerate it. After five minutes or so she recovers thankfully and tells me to proceed. I slowly begin to pump in and out of her the grimace on her face slowly begins to face and is replaced with one full of pleasure. I begin to press harder with each thrust, putting my cock fully inside her.
“That feels fucking great. Don’t stop,” she commands. This is probably the first time I’ve heard her curse.
I speed up once I know she isn’t in pain anymore and am now going as fast as I can with hard thrust into her. She is half moaning/screaming and I place my mouth on hers so she won’t attract too much attention. Just as I’m on the edge of cuming I remember the condom’s in my wallet and realize it is far too late. I attempt to pull out of her, but she wraps her legs around my hips, locking me in place.
“It’s alright,” she tells me, pulling me further into her with her legs. I’m trapped now. I hold out as I feel her vagina tighten around me and pump quickly into her.
“I’m cuming too,” she finally says. Once I feel the warm sensation slide down my cock that sends me over the edge and I thrust deep inside her so I’m cuming into her womb. Once I finish my dick shrinks and pulls out her and her pussy begins to overflow with our combined fluids.
“That was amazing,” she says as I lay down beside her.
“Yeah,” I look over at her. She looks back at me, placing her hand on my chest.
“I’m going to take a quick shower,” she informs me, going to the bathroom attached to the room. I watch as she goes and she turns back to look at me.
“Aren’t you coming?” she smiles.
“Yeah,” I quickly scramble from the bed to follow her.

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lustful doctor

Lauren was sitting alone in her office, there have been no patients since morning and she could completely indulge in her thoughts, she’s been having problems in her family life and her husband was abusing her, instead of romantic dinners under candle light he was missing away with his friends, hitting the local bars, coming home late and drunk. Lauren wanted love, just like any other woman of her age, she was about thirty and her sexual desires were starting to unfold, she wanted sex, she wanted to feel her husband’s dick in her mouth, she wanted to feel it in her pussy, but whenever he came home late from the bar, he would go straight to bed and in a few minutes she could hear him snoring. She understood that he was no longer interested in her and she was a young, hot brunette and she failed to understand why she wasn’t appealing to her husband anymore.
Suddenly she heard a humble knock on the door and in came a really shy guy, he was short and wearing glasses. He was real computer nerd who probably spend most of his time sitting in front of the computer. Lauren looked at him and made a gesture for him to take a seat.
“Hi, my name is Melvin”, the stranger introduced himself.
“So, what are your complaints”, Lauren said and looked at the nerd again.
“I’ve been having headaches recently and I don’t know what the problem could be”, Melvin said and looked at Lauren with hope in her eyes.
Lauren looked at Melvin again and understood what the matter was, he was trapped inside his apartment spending days and nights in front of the computer screen, he didn’t have enough fresh air and sex was just out of the question. Lauren decided to have some fun with that guy.
“So, lie down and I’ll check your pulse”, and he lay on the couch in the doctor’s office. Lauren came up to him and gently took his hand in hers. “You’re so tense and I think you should relax a bit, let’s try a small therapy”. Lauren said and started rubbing her hand over his body.
Melvin closed his eyes and started breathing heavily. Lauren brought her hand closer to his groin and started rubbing over it, soon she felt a bulge in his pants.
“But what are you doing?”, Melvin asked Lauren in a low voice.
“Don’t you like my therapy? If you do then just lay still and let me finish it”. Lauren said in a sweet voice and kept rubbing all over his bulge. In a minute Lauren unzipped his fly and let his cock free, she started running her palm all over it and soon she felt it was ready to explode. She leaned down and took it in her mouth. She was really longing for a hard cock and she didn’t care whose cock it was since her husband was abusing her. Once Melvin’s cock got into her mouth she started sucking on it lustfully trying to squeeze it and make Melvin hotter and hotter. She took it out of her mouth and looked at it, a hard dick was facing her, she spat on it and took it into her mouth again and started running her tongue all over it. Melvin was moaning and his glasses fell from his eyes, he didn’t care, all he wanted was to food that hot doctor with his semen but she didn’t let him do it.
“So, now it’s time for you to try that therapy on me”, Lauren said and lay on the table, she spread her legs wide and opened her pussy.
“Don’t you want to try my pussy? Come on, let your tongue play with it”, she nearly moaned inviting Melvin to action.
Melvin didn’t need to be asked twice, he came up to her and got on his knees, he wasn’t an experienced fucker and Lauren could see this, but that time she needed a cock and she didn’t care who it belonged to.
Meanwhile Melvin brought his time to Lauren’s pussy and started licking it as if he was licking an ice-cream, he was running all over it, Lauren spread her pussy lips with her fingers and Melvin penetrated her with his tongue, Lauren moaned and Melvin started making the upwards movements with his tongue imitating a tiny cock. In a few minutes Melvin took his tongue out and Lauren took him by the head and directed him to her clit. Melvin understood what she wanted and started licking her clit furiously making Lauren moan more and more lustfully, his mouth was all wet with her love juices, but he went deeper and deeper into her pussy as if trying to consume all of her sweet vagina. Lauren took Melvin by the head again and pushed him down to her clit as if wanting him to eat it completely. It all lasted for several minutes until Lauren understood that she wanted more. She made a gesture for Melvin to stop and invited him to lie on the table.
Lauren positioned herself on top of Melvin and started slowly impaling on his dick, her pussy was all wet and his dick was easily sliding in there, when she felt that his dick was completely in she started going up and down, riding it, she bent forward a bit to make his dick rub the upper walls of her vagina and started riding it real fast. She has been wanting a dick for too long and now her dream came true, she had a hard dick in her pussy and she could do whatever she wanted with it, she was like a wild cowboy riding a wild horse, her hair was spread all over her face but Lauren never stopped, she was going up and down the dick brining herself closer to an orgasm. She bent forward again and Melvin’s dick was now rubbing intensely the upper walls of Lauren’s pussy. Suddenly Lauren felt her pussy muscles started shrinking informing her of an upcoming orgasm. She got really mad and started screaming trying to impale herself deeper and deeper onto his cock. She was cumming for over a minute and her orgasm was wild and intense. She’s forgotten when it was last she could have an orgasm. When it all stopped she slowly got off his dick and kneeled down.
“Now, cover me with your cum, I wanna taste it”, she said in a lustful voice.
Melvin came up to Lauren and started jerking his dick, it took him less than three seconds and his dick started shooting streams of sperm that were landing all over Lauren’s face, She opened her mouth wide trying to get as much as possible on her tongue. Melvin was flooding Lauren’s face and mouth and when he was done, Lauren crawled to him and took his dick in her mouth, she started licking the remaining drops off his dick.
When she licked it clean she smiled and the sperm was shining on her face, the day went fine and she could forget about her husband for a while and she would sure make Melvin sign for a repeated visit.

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The Sexy Elevator Fuck

When Richard Black goes to meet a fuck buddy, he meets someone else instead-a sexy blonde who introduces him to the pleasures of elevator fucking

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The Most Exotic Thing In America

THE MOST EXOTIC THING IN AMERICA
For me, an extract from Europe, there are two exotic things in America: circumcision and bold pussy. I still have to meet a European who could reconcile with these peculiarities of American life. Italians say that pubic hair on a woman’s vagina is stronger than a thousand bulls. On the other side of the world, in its greatest empire, the girl power completely surrendered to Gillette Venus. Now whether local men like it or not—they told me on many occasions that they do, but hey, they didn’t have anything to compare it with—the original free usage of blade was hygienic. Menstruation liquids clog pubic hair and it looks unappealing. Which is also the case with the circumcision. Some doctors justify it as the means of hygiene: makes penis user-friendly for cleaning purposes. Such dubious justifications remind me of having to wash one’s hands every day, and an alternative of simply cutting them off and not having to bother with washing them ever again.
The first time I saw a bold pussy was of my first American lover. We met at the university and planned a date—a movie—and later that evening wound up on the upper bunk in my dorm. It turned out we both had surprises in store for each other. I discovered it with my fingers in the dark: her mount Venus was as bold as an eggshell. Honestly speaking a word “cancer” flashed in my mind. Simultaneously, she made her own discovery: my dick was uncircumcised. She even turned the lights on to see the throbbing freak with her own eyes. A modest-size shaft ended with the bulging head comfortably encrusted in foreskin. “I have never seen such a dick in my entire life.” Not much of her life—twenty years—but surprised she was, genuinely so. Then she added thoughtfully, “It looks ugly.” I said with relief what was on my mind, “So does yours.” What a clash of cultures on the top bunk of a dorm! In the end we didn’t have sex that night. In fact, we hadn’t met each other ever since.
I went on dating American women and started having sex with them. But I always took care to make prior arrangement: before going out on a date, I peeled my foreskin down, so my dick would look American. Xenophobia runs all the way to the groin. As my dates were OK with my state of things, I could never get used to theirs. The bold pussy somehow never looked attractive to me. It was just too open. It hid no secrets any longer. It was too obvious. Too ordinary. The act of love became mechanical. It was like playing hide-and-seek on the open field. It lost the charm, the excitement. Not that I didn’t feel aroused. I was. But I lost the spice. The moment I touched my lover’s hairless body I felt like someone who wanders into the movie theatre and time and again it’s the same movie on. The truth is, all bold pussies look alike. Pubic hair is what brings the character in them, makes them special, distinct. All that seems to be lost on American women, and American men too for that matter.
My love life became dull and disjointed, as I failed to convince my recent date about refraining from using Venus Gillette. “No way,” she would scream at me, “I’m not gonna do it. It’s disgusting.” Oh the diversity of values among the nations! The wars were unleashed over the smaller issues than women refusing to grow their pubic hair back. Not much of a military man, I gave up and started looking for a woman from my own part of the world, who didn’t try too hard to look American. When you attend a university it’s not exactly the hardest task to achieve.
The girl was from Eastern Europe and when she raised her right hand to shake mine I glimpsed a thick wisp of hair under her armpit. I blushed, feeling self-conscious, like some kind of pervert. But had I just tricked myself? Did I actually feel the reverse — that razing off body hair was perverse? So in the maelstrom of this inner turmoil and deep confusion, we went on a date and at its end headed for my dormitory. My date joked about American men who had circumcised penises, which to her feels all the same, because when you’re not circumcised you still need to draw your foreskin down before proceeding to having sex, but for the guys it must be different. “They must be losing a hell lot of sensitivity on the tip,” she said jovially.
We lay on my bunk with other students doing their thing on the rest three of the bunks: be it jerking off or studying for the midterm exams, and I turned on the light, because I wanted to see, I wanted to find a surprise in store for me. She drew her jeans down and I stared at her white underwear. There was hair sticking out of its sizable triangle. Black bristles, unshaved, untrimmed, unattended. I pulled at her panties tearing off its fabric. “Easy, easy. You seem to be terribly hungry,” she tittered. Oh the holy sight! The pubic hair grew all over the mount, a wild forest, Amazon jungles, tangled up, tussled, erupting in wisps and clots. The hair ran down the thighs to the calves and almost reaching the ankles and up an inch-long line to the navel. She was an apogee of body hair. She was my savior.
I went down on her, like a virgin, or a soldier after an especially vicious battle. I dipped my mouth into her pussy. I ate it, feeling her pubic hair tickling the inside of my mouth. I felt crazy, I felt delirious. I had probably had the biggest hard-on in my life. I couldn’t even make love properly, lengthily. I came right away, sprinkling my seed over the black bush, slumping on the girl who dared to break the rule of Venus Gillette.
I didn’t date American girls ever since.

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3 Gay Guys i Sleepover Part 5 summer camp

It was the last week of summer and me and my friends were going to a summer camp. It was me, Dominick, Matt, Joe, Eric, and Anthony. Our parents made us go cause they were going on a cruise for the week. When we arrived we were assigned to bunk houses ours was bunkhouse 34 which included me and my friends and two other boys both age 12 named Brandon and Greg. They were two of the cutest kids i had ever seen. when we got to our bunkhouse we unpacked our clothes. After we left for dinner we came back and went swimming while changing i notice the 12 year old have hard ons in their adorable blue briefs. Dom out of the blue goes hey i think those kids are curious. “No shit dumb ass” so i walked over to them in my blue boxer briefs and ask them if they wanted to have some fun. They didn’t realize that fun mean’t having sex. I pulled them over to where we were and we stripped in front of them. Their faces were frozen in awe of how much bigger our dicks were then theres. we all put our suits on and left for the lake. after about three hours we came back. we were all tired so we decided to call it a night. i changed out of my suit and put on a new pair of red briefs and got in my bunk. i couldn’t help but stare at everyone while they were changing. Dom was wearing briefs along with the others with the exception of eric and anthony. after we got in bed we fell asleep. Then at about two i feel someone tapping my shoulder its greg. he had a nightmare and asked to sleep with me i said why not so he got in with me. his perfectly round ass was rubbing against my briefed erection. after i had fallen asleep if feel something touching me all over its Greg. I acted like i was still asleep to see what he would do. Then i feel the covers fly off and there’s Matt standing there too. Matt began rubbing my thighs then worked his way up to my crotch. he then pulled down my briefs and licked my shaft. oh it felt so good. i then woke up and scared them i said why did you stop so i grabbed Greg and began to make out with him i grabbed his little dick through his tighty whities making him moan a little. them i grabbed matts briefs and pulled them down. i was stroking both of them till matt said he wanted to go all the way again. by now everyone was up due to the ruckuss. Dom was kissing Brandon and Eric and Anthony were kissing as well. I licked matt’s ass then i told Greg to penetrate matt he didn’t understand so i showed him. then he came around and shoved his 4 inch penis into matt. Then without warning i shoved my dick into gregs ass. he groaned and i could see a tear so i stopped and let him relax then i slowly pushed in and out which cause him to go in and out of matt. after 5 minutes of intense fucking i feel my orgasm coming the suddenly Greg’s ass tenses up causing me to go over the edge and i came in his ass. i pulled out and went to matts front and sucked him until he exploded in my mouth. then Greg pulled out and shot a clear liquid all over matts back. he was wondering why his wasn’t white so i told him that hes just not that mature yet. we all cooled down and took showers then we went back to sleep.
The next day we went through our scheduled activities we the went to the shower house to clean up. while stripping down i grab everyones underwear and give it a sniff. oh god i love the smell of underwear. then i stripped and joined everyone in the showers. as usual i went down on Dom this time i started sucking his dick then Matt came over and i stroked him. after a few minutes i grab Dom and put him on a bench i have him suck my cock then I licked his asshole all over. then i shoved my 6 incher into his ass oh he was so tight. I pushed in then pulled out. he was moaning and saying oh ryan fuck my ass oh god i’m your bitch oh fuck my ass harder harder. then i started yelling oh i’m gonna cum i pull out and shoot my load all over his body. then he used my cum as lube and returned the favor oh how good his dick felt in my ass it was so awesome he turned me on my side and lifted my leg up. he then shoved back in and began his crazy pace oh my god i was in heaven then i grabbed brandon and began fucking the shit out of him while dom fucked me ow i was in heaven again then dom pulsed and shot his load deep in my ass i pulled our of brandon and sucked him till he came all over my stomach. then i showered and put doms dirty briefs on oh i felt so dirty. Then we left to go to the bonfire. at the fire we roasted marshmellows then we left. when we got back we played some xbox then played truth or dare. I started i dared Greg to make out with Dom so he did then Greg told me to give him a striptease so i slowly removed my clothes till i was only in my tommy hifliger briefs he had a raging hard on. the Dom asked everyone if they wanted to smoke some weed he got. we were all down except for the 12 year olds they stayed back and from noise we heard probably had sex again. but we stoned out of our minds made our way back inside and fell asleep in eachothers bed cuddle close in just our underwear.

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And The Dog Made Three PT3

Chapter 3
Tracy scooped up the dog cum from her tits and lapped it greedily from her palms, not wanting to waste a single drop of the lovely stuff. She eyed Major, wondering if she might manage to milk another load from him. But the Great Dane looked drained and his prick had diminished and receded, the naked cock-knob drawn back into his sheath.
Tracy decided to call on her girlfriend, Jennifer, who lived next door. She was just bursting to tell someone about what she had done. Jennifer might be shocked or disgusted, of course. But, somehow, Tracy had an idea that the sexy blond girl would be fascinated.
And Jennifer, too, had a doggy …
* * *
Tracy rubbed the last dregs of spunk into her fat tits, then put her bikini on, tugging the tiny bottom up over her simmering loins and tucking her tits into the halter. She winked at Major, as if to let the doggy know that he would soon be in for another treat.
Nubile hips saucily swinging, Tracy crossed through the adjoining back yards to Jennifer’s house. As she had hoped, Jennifer was also sun-bathing beside her pool, wearing a skimpy black bikini that tied at the sides, leaving her sleek flanks bared, and the outer rims of her well-rounded tits exposed.
Tracy paused to admire her friend for a moment, before she announced her presence. Tracy had never made it with another girl, but she had thought about it a great deal and, when she did — usually while playing with her pussy — she generally thought about Jennifer.
Jennifer was every bit as nubile and sexy as Tracy, but in a different and nicely contrasting fashion. She had blond hair, worn curly and tumbled, big blue eyes that could look both innocent and sultry, and a shapely figure that had certainly inspired many creamy wet dreams and hand-jobs among the local lads.
Tracy wasn’t the only one admiring lovely, blond, bikini-clad Jennifer at the moment.
Eighteen-year-old Joe, tall and athletic and pubescent, had also been staring at his kid sister and getting a booming hard-on in the process.
Joe had been screwing his pounding fist while entertaining incestuous thoughts for some time now. The boy figured it was wicked to lust after his sister, but what the hell — that only made him cum more. Joe lurked around the house, constantly hoping to catch a glimpse of the sexy sibling in a state of undress, changing her clothing or taking a shower or sunbathing topless.
Joe, at the moment, was sitting in the arbor across from the pool, concealed in the leafy shadows, his eyes glued on Jennifer’s trim body and his prick thundering in the confines of his tight jeans.
Soon necessity would decree that he haul his cock out and empty his balls by hand, he knew, but he was waiting as long as he could, even at the risk of creaming his jeans, in the hopes that his sexy sister might decide to remove the top of her bikini so that he could beat his meat over the mouth-watering sight of bouncy tits.
Lying on the ground beside Joe, the family dog, a big German Shepherd, was also regarding Jennifer with a certain interest.
Joe, concentrating on Jennifer, was unaware that the dog was also getting aroused.
Then the little nymphet from next door showed up and, with two nubile teenagers to admire in those tiny swimsuits, Joe groaned. He knew he could not endure much longer before he whipped his cock out and jacked off …
* * *
“Oh, wow!” Jennifer gasped.
She turned over onto her back, staring up at Tracy with her wide blue eyes. The dark-haired teenager had knelt down beside the blond and, after a casual exchange of commonplace conversation, had assumed a very impish look that told Jennifer that she had just been very naughty. Jennifer had shown interest, of course. And then Tracy, blushing but grinning, admitted that she had been fooling with her dog.
“Did you really?” Jennifer asked, intrigued.
“Yeah — it was fun, too.”
“But how — what did you –”
Tracy leaned forward conspiratorially, her heavy tits falling in her halter so that the deep cleavage and the globes almost to the nipples were bared much to Joe’s delight, although he couldn’t hear what they were saying.
“I was asleep by the pool, see — and I was having a lovely dream — and then I woke up and realized that Major was lapping my pussy!” Tracy said, her face all radiant with her naughty confession.
“Yeah? Oooooh — what did you do?”
Tracy grinned wickedly. “I took my bikini bottom off and let him finish the job.”
Jennifer squealed with vicarious delight.
“Did — did you cream his tongue?”
“Ummmm — I sure as hell did.”
“Oh! You’re so naughty!” Jennifer cried — but she obviously approved of her friend’s misbehavior.
Tracy hesitated, wondering whether she should also tell Jennifer that she had jerked the Great Dane off onto her tits and into her face and mouth? She wanted to, but she was afraid that maybe Jennifer wouldn’t be ready for that much naughtiness. Tracy didn’t want to risk putting Jennifer off and ruining all the interesting prospects.
“You gonna let him do it again?” Jennifer asked.
“Oh, yeah. All the time.” Tracy gave Jennifer a speculative look. “I just had to tell somebody about it and — and I thought maybe you might like to come on over and find out what some doggy tongue feels like.”
Jennifer blushed, lowering her eyes.
“Oooooh — I couldn’t!” she said, but there was no much conviction in her tone.
“Or — the damned dog really enjoyed himself, wallowing around in my cunt, you know? It made me wonder what it would be like to suck a cunt, myself –”
Jennifer swallowed hard.
“I thought maybe you and I might give each other some head, Jenny,” Tracy blurted out. “Just for the hell of it you know, just to see what it’s like.”
“But — but we aren’t lesbians!” Jennifer squealed.
“Shit, no. But a girl doesn’t have to be a damned dyke to eat some pussy,” Tracy declared.
“I — I don’t know,” Jennifer said, huskily. “I’d have to think about it, I guess.”
Tracy nodded, satisfied. Since Jennifer hadn’t declined, there seemed to be a pretty good chance that the blond girl would be willing. But Tracy didn’t want to ruin things by rushing or insisting. She figured that she had sowed the seeds and now it would be better to wait and let Jennifer make the next move. Things like cunt-lapping were obviously better by mutual initiative. Anyway, Tracy was eager to get back home and see if Major had another hard-on.
Grinning at Jennifer, who was looking slightly stunned, Tracy got to her feet, her tits bouncing in her halter.
“Well, come on over, if you want to,” she said. “We can have a lot of fun together — and with the doggy.”
Grinning, she turned and walked away, her heart-shaped little ass swinging like a pendulum.
Jennifer stared after that departing ass. The girl was surprised to find that Tracy had bisexual inclinations, but not at all shocked. She was fascinated. What would it be like to sink her tongue up Tracy’s wet, bushy cunt? she wondered. How lovely it would feel to have Tracy’s raven-dark head clamped between her thighs! What would be the harm of it, after all? Since neither of them was a lesbian, it would only be sort of girlish fooling around, right?
Not to mention the cunt-lapping Great Dane! Jennifer began to pant, her fat tits surging in her scanty halter. She was sorely tempted to rush after Tracy and suggest they eat each other out immediately. But then she figured it wouldn’t be wise to appear so eager — that it was better to play it modestly, almost reluctantly, so if it didn’t work out right it would be Tracy’s fault for instigating it and she could play the seduced innocent.
But her cunt was on fire, and Jennifer knew that she had to do something about that. She got to her feet on shaky legs, her face all flushed and her loins all juicy. She started toward the house, intending to finger-fuck herself in her bedroom.
But then she changed direction and, not realizing that it was occupied, headed for the arbor. Jennifer often frigged her cunt there, enjoying the variation of scene and setting, thrilled by an open air orgasm.
Her pussy was steaming like a live ember between her legs and the crotchband of her bikini was soaking wet. Her cunt squished juicily at every stride. The teenager was hotter than she had ever been before, and ready for just about anything and, fantasizing frantically about lesbianism and bestiality, she found herself confronted by incest …
* * *
Joe had just opened his fly and hauled his considerable cock and balls out, about to beat himself off. Then, seeing his kid sister heading toward him, he desperately struggled to jam his hard-on away again. Stiff as a crowbar, his prick bucked and levered as, groaning, the tormented youth forced it into his jeans. He yanked the zipper up. But the incriminating bulk of his erection still bulged unmistakably, pulsing and throbbing, in his denim-clad groin.
“Oh!” Jennifer exclaimed, stepping into the arbor and finding her brother there.
She was annoyed, wanting privacy to play with her pussy, and started to turn away.
Then she noticed Joe’s swollen crotch.
Too excited to act modest, Jennifer inclined her head at her brother’s groin.
“You been spying on me?” She giggled.
Joe looked sheepish.
“You gonna jerk off, or what?” she asked. Joe blinked, startled by his kid sister’s boldness. Then the lad realized that she, too, was sexually aroused. The crotch of her bikini was soaking wet and a trickle of pearly cunt-nectar glistened on her inner thigh. Nor was Jennifer making any effort to hide her horniness. She was even standing with her legs apart.
“Errr — yeah, I guess,” he muttered.
“Oooooh — can I watch, Joe?” Jennifer squealed.
“Jeez, Sis … ” he croaked.
It amused Jennifer — and greatly increased her confidence — to realize that she was more forward and less inhibited than her older brother. She felt wondrously naughty. And as long as they just looked at each other, it wouldn’t really be like incest, she reasoned.
“Wanna see me rub my cunt?” she chirped. “I’ll finger-fuck myself and you can jack off and we can watch each other while we cream, okay?”
Joe groaned. A damp, sticky patch spread out where his cock-head flared in his jeans. The youth could hardly believe this was happening. He thought that so much blood must have rushed into his cock and balls that he had blacked out and was having a wet dream. He closed his eyes.
Then he opened his eyes again and saw that Jennifer had her hand pushed down inside her bikini panties, cupped over her cunt-mound and slowly moving.
It was too much for Joe.
Gasping, he ripped his zipper down. His prick sprang out like a rocket. He reached in and dragged his bloated balls out, then moved his hand away, letting his kid sister gaze at his naked cock.
“Oooooh!” Jennifer moaned.
Joe’s cock-head was vibrating and humming. The dark vein pulsed up the underside of his cock, spreading out in the delta of his swollen cock-knob. His balls were enormous, holding promise of a most abundant cum load.
“Oh, Joe — you’re so big and hard,” she purred.
He pumped his prick muscles, making his towering cock jump and jolt.
With her eyes glued on her brother’s prick, naughty little Jennifer began to squirm out of her bikini. She tugged it down and, raising one knee to kick it off, gave him a clear look at her smoldering cunt. Her pussy was open like a flower, all frothy with her spillage, her whole crotch lathered and her clit standing out like a bullet.
She removed her halter and her tits swung free. She stared in fascination at her brother’s cock and he stared back at her creamy crotch, groaning. His cock was beating like a drum, and his sister’s cunt was rippling and fluttering like a suction cup.
“Can I touch your cock, Joe?” she whimpered.
He nodded, dumbly, stunned.
Jennifer reached out and ran her fingertips up his cock-stalk and onto his sticky knob. She moaned, feeling him throb. Joe reached out and hesitated.
“Ummmm, touch me, too,” she said.
Joe’s hand, palm up, dipped into Jennifer’s crotch. Her cunt spilled a creamy pool into his hand. He rubbed and squeezed, feeling her clit swell and her cunt-lips slowly unfold.
Standing there, face to face, brother and sister fondled each other.
Jennifer wrapped her hand around his cock-shaft and slowly pulled up and pushed down, making his cock-head flare. Joe’s fingers traced through her wet cunt and pulled at her clit.
“Yeah — let’s frig each other off, okay?” Jennifer rasped, her voice husky. “That’s not really incest — just giving each other hand-jobs.”
She shifted closer, holding his hot cock against her rounded belly. His cock-head branded her like a hot iron and his cock pressed an elongated indentation into her smooth belly. His balls were jammed up against her golden-blond cunt thicket.
Wanting to feel her brother’s smoking-hot cock against her tits, Jennifer slowly slid down. His iron-hard prick inched up her stomach and then nudged into the deep cleavage between her plump tits. She sank lower, until she was kneeling before him, her face level with his belly. As she went down, Joe continued to stand, and his hand slipped out of her cunt.
But Jennifer was so fascinated by her brother’s cock and balls and the prospect of emptying his cum load that she didn’t care if he wasn’t caressing her at the same time. Instead of frigging each other off simultaneously, the girl had decided that it would be a lot better if they were to take turns doing it. That way she could really concentrate on milking him off without any distractions and then enjoy having the favor returned.
She squirmed against him, rolling her fat tits over his thunderous cock. Joe moaned and gave a little thrust, sliding his cock up and down between her tits. His hands rested on her shoulders.
“Ummmm — yeah — fuck my tits, Joe!” she purred.
He reached lower and cupped her tits in both hands, pushing them up and together so that her cleavage tightened around his cock. Christ, it felt good! he thought, still hardly able to believe what was happening. He pulled at her nipples as he held her tits around his prick and slid up and down between the mounds.
His swollen purple cock-head came squeezing out from her tit-cleft and nudged slowly up her breastbone, nuzzling into the hollow of her throat.
Jennifer tilted her lovely face down, staring at that huge purple slab.
He humped again. His cock-knob disappeared between her tits, then pushed back up into her fluttering throat. His pisshole was weeping steadily now, laying a slippery trail of frothy pre-cum up her breastbone.
What was incest? the sex-crazed girl wondered, licking her lips and panting onto his cock-head. As long as they didn’t actually fuck, it was just fooling around, right? A blow-job wasn’t any more naughty than a hand-job.
His cock was all slathered with spunk now, looking like a fat purple plum drenched in heavy cream, so delicious that it made her drool.
Her cunt was drooling, as well, and Jennifer figured that if she gave Joe some head he would be only too pleased to return the favor. Jennifer yearned for her brother’s hot lapper as much as she was yearning for a mouthful of his creamy cock-meat.
Joe humped again, his pounding prick surging up through her smooth tit ravine. She could feel the heat of his cock waft into her face and, sniffing, inhaled the delicious aroma of spunk-soaked cock.
“Shall I lick it, Joe?” she whispered. She looked up at his lust-twisted face, smiling and showing him her tongue, switching that moist, pink lapper slowly back and forth across her parted lips.
“Jeez, Sis, yeah!” he gasped, his mind spinning as more blood rushed into his loins.
Her blonde head turned down again, her chin resting on her slippery breastbone. Joe pulled back and his cock-head vanished in her cleavage. Then he shoved it up again, and as his smoking cock-knob emerged, Jennifer slid her tongue out and lapped at it.
Joe jerked as if he had been electrocuted as he felt a tongue on his cock-head for the first time.
“Ummmm — Yummy,” Jennifer sighed, thrilled to the core by the succulence of cock-meat and creamy seepage.
He humped her tits slowly and steadily and she tongued at his cock-knob each time it came sliding up to her face. Joe’s hands slid up and he held her head between them. Jennifer cupped her tits around his prick, keeping her cleavage snug, as her deft tongue flashed over his slimy cock.
“Wanna shoot in my mouth, Joe?” she whimpered, totally abandoned to lust.
His pre-cum had whetted her appetite and she was hungry for the full dose that was bloating those brotherly balls like balloons.
Joe tried to speak, and failed. His vocal cords were as stiff as his prick.
Jennifer glanced up through a web of fluttering eyelashes. She would have giggled at the stricken expression on her brother’s face, had she not been drooling so heavily. Instead, she only gurgled, saliva and spunk bubbling from her lips. Those wet lips parted.
“Hummmm? Wanna cream in my fucking mouth? Wanna whitewash my tonsils, Joe?” she moaned. She lapped at his cock-head again, not taking it into her lips yet. “Wanna use my mouth for a cunt, big brother? Yeah! Fuck my face!”
Joe shoved his prick up. His sister’s nimble tongue bathed and washed his cock-knob. He drew down and plunged up again and this time the naughty girl bobbed her head down and took his slimy purple cock between her lips.
“Ahhhhh!” she sighed, suckling on his cock-head with relish.
Her cheeks drew in and her lips stretched, collaring his thick cock-stalk. Sucking his prick was even more thrilling than licking it and the girl began to gasp and gurgle as she nursed on his prick.
She moaned, slobbering heavily down his cock-shaft. Joe fucked her tits and plowed on up into her willing mouth, going deeper. He fed half of his long, hard prick into her face, tilting her head back. Going suck crazy, Jennifer turned her face from side to side, screwing her lips down onto his prick like a juicy nut onto a meaty bolt. Her blonde head ducked up and down, jumping onto his cock.
Her tongue was still flashing, slurping at the underside of his cock-head and shaft as it slid in and out through the suckling collar of her lips. His prick flared in her maw, the thick vein pulsing. His swollen balls rolled up her stomach and nudged against the slopes of her tits as he shoved his prick up through her cleavage en route to her mouth.
“Unghhh!” She gulped as his huge cock-head slid right into her throat, his balls dragging up and brushing her under the chin as they lay on her tit mounds.
She turned her face, taking his cock-knob into each cheek, then back into her throat again. His pisshole was flowing so heavily now that even though the potent youth hadn’t shot his wad yet, his sister’s hungry mouth was already filling up with creamy fuck juice. Mixed with her saliva, the stuff poured down his prick, soaking his balls and flowing in foamy streaks over her up-thrust tits and into her cleavage. She gulped greedily, swallowing some, then sucked for more.
His prick jerked down until only the foaming lip was in her lips. Jennifer whispered down his prick as if she were speaking into a microphone.
“Cum, cum, Joey,” she whimpered. “Fuck my mouth and feed me your sweet jism!”
Joe moaned and thrust his prick all the way into his sister’s hot mouth again.
Jennifer gagged on his flaring prick, holding it deep in her maw, then sucked back up his stalk, worshipping every throbbing inch of his cock-rod.
“Cream my mouth, Joe! Slime my fucking mouth!” the girl wailed, desperate for the joy of feeling his prick explode and his cum spurt out.
Joe fed his cock in frantically, tossing Jennifer’s blonde head up and down as his cock hooked in to the hilt, filling her greedy maw to the brim.
His hands tightened on her head, holding her face steady as he pumped his prick in.
“Here it comes, Sis!” he howled.
“Yeah, yeah, yeah!” she gasped, sucking voraciously on his ballooning prick.
She felt his balls explode against the slopes of her tits, felt his cock-shaft expand as his fuck-juice came rushing up, then wailed in ecstasy as his steaming hot jism drenched her mouth.
She had never known that so much cum could explode from a single set of balls! His first jism jet hit the back of her throat. Coming on the rebound, his second torrent skimmed over her flashing tongue, making her taste-buds tingle. He hosed her cheeks and squirted slime up against the arched roof of her mouth. His cock was going off like a machine gun, flooding her eager maw in creamy geysers and deluges. Her tongue was floating in his slime.
Jennifer swallowed and gulped, but his load was too much for her. Spunk overflowed from her lips and ran down her chin.
Her head bobbed down, gorging on his prick. She sucked and swallowed with rapture. Joe jolted in, more jism jets spraying her. Moist whimpers bubbled from her lips.
Joe began to stagger, feeling as if his life force were spilling from his cock and balls. His last spurt gushed onto her tongue and he stopped humping, standing there with his head and shoulders thrown back and his loins thrust up, his prick buried to the root in her drenched mouth.
A few last trickles came squeezing out of his pisshole as Jennifer continued to suck adoringly. The girl was filled with joy at having swallowed her brother’s delirious load, yet sorry that it was ended, still greedy for more. She nursed on his spent prick greedily, loving the taste and the texture. She fed it all into her mouth, then drew her lips up, slurping the dregs from his cock-shaft and suckling on his knob again.
His prick slipped from her lips, swaying, starting to soften and shrink slightly. Jennifer ducked after it and used her tongue to gather up the errant cum drops that had seeped down onto his balls.
She looked up at her brother’s face, smiling happily and sticking her tongue out so that he could see his slime streaking the pink flesh.
“I love to drink your jism, Joey,” she purred. Brother and sister gazed at each other in awe, stunned by the emotions that were tumbling through their minds and their bodies.

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Nasty Boys by Millie Dynamite

Flash story about two boys fool around on a random chat site and meet a woman that convinces the boys to do nasty things together. Very different than my usual story. No murder, rape, or violence. Read and enjoy leave a comment if you like.