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Her WIshes, His command, pt1
I apologize, the site only posted the 2nd half of this originally, here’s the first half.
Wheels
The reason why this story is called ‘Wheels’ is the main male character is confined to a wheelchair. I accept I have taken a few artistic licences here and there but what I have described is perfectly possible and I hope I have not offended any mobility challenged people out there.
The Nerd -Epilog
The Nerd gets more than he bargained for—then he gets revenge.
Chapter 1
Ryan and Morgan made love all night and well into the next morning. It was as though they had found an oasis after wandering for a month in the desert. They couldn’t get enough of each other. They slept the rest of the day before preparing for their wedding. They selected a date, saw the minister and reserved the church. This should be interesting thought Ryan who was brought up Catholic in contemplation of a Baptist wedding. Ryan gave Morgan a credit card and sent her, Mom and Sara shopping for a dress. Seventeen thousand dollars later they were finally finished. The guest list was created and the invitations mailed. At last, with only two weeks to go, they were almost done. Sara would be Maid of Honor; Ryan’s brother Dan, Best Man.
The night before the wedding they prepared for bed, wearing their usual pajamas-nothing. Ryan thought he could see the onset of Morgan’s swelling abdomen, but maybe it was just his imagination. Seven weeks had past since he had asked her to marry him and he was sublimely happy. After so many years of hard work his life was coming together, at last. Ryan lay back on his pillow and was about to sleep when he felt Morgan’s fingers move across his hip to his flaccid cock. Well, he thought, it won’t be flaccid for long. Her hand did a figure eight up and down his shaft, quickly bring him to a fully erect state. Ryan moaned his approval as Morgan turned over to face him. She lowered her face, placing her tongue right on his cock head. She cupped his balls before going down on him, sucking his hard, hot dick deep into her throat. Morgan pushed him back on the bed, mounting him before riding him hard. Morgan loved it hard. She loved ramming her clit into Ryan’s pubic bone, using the friction to bring herself to a stirring orgasm. On this occasion she reached back, first to cup and massage his balls and later to massage the inside of his rectum with a finger or two. Working him this way quickly brought him to an explosive ejaculation which Morgan was happy to take into her pussy. She was only a few seconds behind him. She twitched and shook violently as wave after wave of orgasmic ecstasy rolled through her. She collapsed onto him and was just nibbling his ear when they both fell into a relaxing slumber.
The wedding went as planned. Ryan was relieved that it wasn’t a Catholic mass which would have trapped the wedding party and guests in the stifling church for almost an hour. Instead the ceremony stuck to the basics—do you take? and all that stuff—over and done in fifteen minutes. They retired to the limo with Dan and Sara. Ryan’s attention was to his bride, of course, but it seemed that Sara was giving him some “funny” looks. That was the only way Ryan knew to describe what he was seeing. When they arrived at the posh country club where the reception was held he got a close look at both Sara and his mother-in-law. It seemed they were both giving him these looks and he didn’t know what to make of them. Seated at the dais, he turned to his lovely bride, “Do you know what’s up with your mom and Sara? They both keep giving me these looks that I don’t understand.”
“Yes, darling, but I think you should talk to them. They should tell you themselves, but be sure to talk to Sara first.”
Ryan didn’t know what to think, but, excusing himself, he went to seek out his sister-in-law—his erstwhile lover—Sara. She was standing alone near one of the open bars, sipping a cocktail even though she was under age. She smiled when she saw him approach. “Hi, brother-in-law,” she said, but she was staring at him lewdly, as if undressing him with her eyes.
“Sara, what’s going on? You and your mom keep giving me these strange “looks.” Just now you looked like you wanted to rape me.”
“Well, Ryan, remember our wonderful weekend together? It seems you left me with a little present. Well—uh—it’s little now but growing every day—DAD!”
Ryan staggered back. This was not the kind of information he needed or wanted to hear on his wedding day. “You’re kidding, aren’t you? I thought you were on the pill.”
“Who told you that? Not, me. I wanted to fuck and I loved doing it with you, but I never took any precautions, and neither did you. We had a great weekend together and I’m pregnant. You can have a paternity test if you want to, but you are definitely the father. I haven’t had sex with anyone else—either before or after. I think I should move in with you and Morgan. We can have a wonderful time together, just like we did that weekend.”
Now Ryan really staggered. Move in? What would Morgan think? He turned and walked through the crowd. What a day! Could anything worse happen? As it turned out—yes!
He ran smack dab into his new mother-in-law. She pulled him aside saying, “I need to talk to you—alone!” She pulled him into a hallway just outside the reception room. She turned with venom in her eyes. “You fucked Morgan and got her pregnant. Then you fucked Sara and got her pregnant. What the hell’s wrong with me? Don’t you think I like to fuck? Don’t you think I’d love to have a baby growing inside me? I may be their mother, but I’m still a year younger than you. If you don’t fuck me and knock me up, I’m going to make a lot of trouble. Sara’s not of legal age in this state. That’s statutory rape, buster! So get ready to whip it out and do me right—over and over—until I’m with child. Then I think I should move in with you and Morgan…and Sara. You have a really big house. There’s room for all of us!”
The room was spinning when he returned to Morgan. He sat down, taking a huge swig of his drink. Fuck, he thought, I need a double. In fact, I need to get drunk. He realized that Morgan was looking at him. “Isn’t it wonderful news about Sara? I want her to move in with us right away. And don’t worry about Mom. She loves to fuck as much as I do and she’ll be a big help when the babies come. I’m due in November and Sara’s due three weeks later. Then when Mom gets pregnant we’ll be able to help her. Isn’t that wonderful?”
“All I wanted was for us to be together and build our family. I didn’t know Sara wasn’t on the pill or I wouldn’t have fucked her without a condom. And now your mother? It’s too much, too much!”
“You worry too much, Ryan. It’ll all work out, believe me…believe me.”
Ryan didn’t know what to believe any more. All his plans and hopes shattered in a single day.
Chapter 2
As Morgan had predicted, it did all work out without much difficulty. The hardest part, it turned out, was selling Marge’s (Morgan’s mother’s name) shitty single-wide mobile home. A lot of termite damage was discovered when it was inspected. The cost of fixing it was almost as much as the whole thing was worth, so Ryan had the house demolished and sold the land. A man from upstate bought the lot and the one next to it, anticipating building a good-sized home there. Of course, selling the lot did not provide as much money as the lot and house would have, but money wasn’t a big issue for Ryan.
Morgan set up a schedule—Monday, Wednesday, and Saturday Ryan would fuck her; Tuesday and Friday were Sara’s turn with Ryan; Thursday and Sunday Ryan would fuck Marge. Thus Ryan would be kept busy the entire week satisfying his three lovers. It was agreed among the parties that threesomes would be welcomed with Morgan agreeing to Ryan and the other two women if she could sit and watch the fun. Ryan was mortified but he went along, as much to satisfy Morgan as to placate Marge. The last thing he needed along with this three-ring circus was a visit from the police. At one point he considered moving to Utah so his family wouldn’t look so out-of-place.
Things looked up on his first Thursday with Marge. She was older than her daughters naturally, but she was in magnificent shape for someone thirty-nine years old. Her breasts were firm, and larger than Morgan’s, even with her pregnancy advancing. She had a flat abdomen, with an obvious absence of stretch marks, and her butt still had a long way to go before sagging. Better—she was truly insatiable in her animalistic pursuit of sex. When Ryan entered her room she was wearing a short kimono in the lotus position so Ryan could see all the way up to her pussy. Ryan started to disrobe but Marge stopped him. “That’s my job,” she said. She rose, walked to him, and put his hands on his shoulders. Then, moving closer, she initiated a kiss, sticking her tongue into his reluctant mouth. Ryan went along, eventually even getting into it as his body betrayed him. Marge slipped her hands inside his shirt, rubbing his chest and teasing his nipples before sliding it over his head. She sucked and bit his nipple now. Ryan responded by placing his hands on her butt cheeks, squeezing them, and pulling her cunt against his thigh. Marge’s hands moved now to his belt, opening it and pulling down his pants. His boxers showed a major tent as his erection struggled for freedom. Marge growled like a feral animal as she knelt before him and pulled down his boxers in one motion that also saw her deep throat his cock without any preliminaries. Ryan struggled to keep his balance, so forcefully did Marge pull him. Eventually he regained his balance and stood with Marge glued to his cock. Her technique, if you could call it that, was to suck as hard as possible in the hope of bringing him off. “We need to stop, Marge, I’m almost ready to cum. We need to put it into your cunt.” Ryan had used this term—most objectionable to most women—intentionally. If she were going to blackmail him, he was going to abuse her—not verbally or physically, and definitely not in front of Morgan, but, he would abuse her sexually. It would become his modus operandi—his method of operation when fucking her. Also, he had decided, that under no circumstance would he eat her out. He may have to fuck her, but that was all. Ryan pulled out—carefully, for he was worried about being bitten—and moved to the bed. He pulled Marge with him—on top of him. He moved her over his cock and forced her down, although truth be told, it didn’t take much forcing. Marge was soaking wet from her brief oral encounter with Ryan’s cock. She slid down his pole as effortlessly as if it were greased. Ryan was surprised. Even after giving birth twice her pussy was still tight. Certainly the third tightest he’d ever had, after Sara and Morgan. In keeping with her animalistic approach to sex, Marge was humping and grinding in overdrive. Ryan marveled that she could move her abdomen so fast. Marge reminded him of a dog humping his bitch, so quickly did she move. Ryan reached up and opened her kimono, revealing her marvelous set of tits, firm and round, almost a C-cup with long protruding nipples and large round areolas. Ryan reached up with his mouth to suckle, a move that drove Marge crazy with desire. She humped even faster, as though shifting into an even higher gear. This change in tempo was all it took to bring Ryan over the edge. He squirted several long ropes of hot white cum into Marge’s womb. He didn’t worry about helping her to cum—that wasn’t part of the deal. He was required to fuck and impregnate her, and that was all he was willing to do. Hell, he wasn’t even willing to do that much, but what choice did he have?
He tried to push Marge off him but she resisted. “I want to stop it from leaking out,” she said.
“Then roll over and stick your legs in the air,” replied Ryan brusquely as he pushed her over onto the bed. “Or maybe we should get you a big stopper.” It sounded like he might be kidding, but there was no humor in Ryan’s brain. He rose, gathered his clothes without bothering to dress and walked out the door to shower. When he walked into the bedroom, Morgan was waiting. She was about to ask him how it went but decided not to when she saw the expression on his face. Ryan showered, went to bed, and rebuffed Morgan’s advances, disgusted with his plight.
Chapter 3
Ryan had a date to play golf the following morning. He kissed Morgan goodbye and headed for the garage to get his clubs into the Porsche. He was just about to leave when he realized he had forgotten his GPS. He retrieved the devise from his dresser and was on his way back to the car when he heard laughter coming from the living room. Morgan, Sara, and Marge were having a great time. Soon he realized it was at his expense. He paused just inside the kitchen to eavesdrop.
“What a sap,” laughed Morgan. “Can you believe he actually fell for all this? We can take him for everything he owns and he won’t even be able to do anything about it. Ha ha ha.!
“When I get pregnant,” stated Marge, somewhat more soberly, “he’ll really be in a pickle.”
“Well, I hope it’s soon,” moped Sara. “My boyfriend isn’t too happy about me letting him fuck me, and neither am I. I only want Steve fucking me, not that nerdy Ryan. Geez, what a pathetic loser, I’m glad he’s not the father of my baby. Who’d want a nerd kid?”
Marge interrupted, ”You have to be patient and follow the plan. When Morgan came home and told me how loaded this nerd was I saw it as our way out of that fucking trailer. Look where we live now, and we have all the money we want to spend, too. We probably won’t get all of it, but we’ll get plenty. When our lawyer gets into court and tells the judge how we were forced to be his love slaves…well, just use your imagination. Morgan, I have to hand it to you. You played the sucker beautifully.”
“Yeah, I did and, know what, it was easy…almost too easy. He was desperate to fall in love, so desperate he would believe anything. Could anyone believe that someone like me would fall for a jerk almost twice my age? Of course not, but he did—big time.”
Ryan had heard enough. He tiptoed out the door to the Porsche, started the engine and drove away. He called his buddies and cancelled—he was too upset– and too angry– to play. He needed to plot his revenge. He went to a Starbuck’s, ordered something—anything—just so he could sit there and think. Say what you will—nerds are good at thinking. Just after noon, after hashing over dozens of schemes, he thought he might have it. He would get them involved in a swindle. Of course, he’d be involved, too, but by the time the shit hit the fan he’d be long gone.
His first step was to hack into the county newspaper’s records to find someone who had been born around the same he was, and who had died either in infancy or early in life. It took him several tries but eventually he found one who was perfect. Born just a month after him and died in an auto accident six months later. He mailed a formal request for a copy of the birth certificate—his birth certificate—signing his new name along with the necessary fee. The copy was to be mailed to a condo he had rented with cash for a year, making the real estate agent ecstatic. He used the condo as a base of operations, setting up a computer, internet access, and residency for his new identity. When he had his birth certificate he mailed it along with a color photo of his face to the U.S. State Department along with a passport application and the fee for expedited service. Ryan knew that few clerks, faced with hundreds if not thousands of requests every day, would take the time or make the effort to check if there was also a death certificate. More importantly, he knew the county records department was not computerized, which would have made his task almost impossible. He knew that birth records were kept in one location; death records in another. In about a month his passport was delivered. It was perfect, of course, because it was real. Now for phase two.
The hardest part was acting naturally at home, being the same old nerd he had been “BB”—before betrayal. “I had an idea,” he said one evening before his appointment to fuck the insatiable but obnoxious Marge. “Since we’re going to be one big happy family, I thought we ought to have some investments…you know…as a group.” He had to be careful not to acknowledge the glances the women had given each other almost mocking him. “This idea should bring us almost fifty million dollars in less than a year’s time. I want to start an investment firm with the four of us as principals. What do you say? Want in? I’ll do all the work. All you have to do is get rich.”
Ryan knew their greed would get the best of them. “Yeah!” they all yelled, dollar signs in their eyes.
‘OK, great, I’ll get the necessary paperwork put together for you to sign. The hook was in the water, now all he had to do was set it.
Chapter 4
Ryan set up an office in the nearby city and advertised in financial publications. The ads offered an investment in a privately held hedge fund with double digit return in less than six months and almost guaranteed income. It took less than a month for the first checks to come in. He deposited them using signature stamps—Marge Stanton, Sara Stanton, and Morgan Stanton. He never used his own signature. After a month he started sending out checks—interest and principal-again with two signatures—Marge Stanton, Treasurer, and Sara Stanton, Vice President, or Morgan Stanton, President. They were overjoyed with their “official titles,” and were even more overjoyed with the checks that he brought home for them –$100,000 each the first month; $200,000 or more each succeeding month. This went on for six months until he was tipped off. The SEC was looking into the company’s affairs—amazing how a $100,000 bribe to a well placed clerk in the SEC’s Washington office could pay off. The SEC was closing in on his Ponzi scheme. It was time to disappear. Ryan had already moved virtually all his funds offshore to the Cayman Islands. He had also wiped the office clean of his fingerprints and deposited quite a number of his “lovers’” prints, taken from glasses or dishes with tape and transferred to desks, computers, even the bathroom. Only one thing left to do—one final fuck with Morgan.
Morgan was really bulging and she was reluctant to have sex, but that wasn’t stopping Ryan tonight. He’d fuck her from behind before fucking her ass. He began tenderly, kissing her lips and neck, moving her fingers down to his cock. There’d been no sex for almost a month so his attentions were well received—she just didn’t want to fuck him. He rubbed her pussy making her wet. They were standing in the bedroom so she was unconcerned when he shifted around behind her ostensibly to nuzzle her neck. Suddenly, he pushed her against her bureau, bending her over. He was in her just as quickly. “What the fuck do you think you’re doing?”
“Just taking my due, my dear; I’ve been remiss recently—all my responsibilities at work, I guess. He was giving it to her hard and fast, taking out all his pent up frustrations and anger in one special moment. “I’m sorry, dear, I just got carried away.” He withdrew and wiped his wet cock on her robe, but he did not let her up. He moved now to her ass, ramming his dry cock into her dry ass, causing her intense pain. He knew he had hurt her, but he would have to do this a thousand times before he could come close to equaling the pain he had received. She screamed as the pain ripped through her but he kept up his pace until he felt his balls churn. Then he pulled out, spun her around, and forced his exploding cock into her mouth. Cum dripped from her mouth onto her chest and swollen stomach.
“Are you crazy?” she screamed as she finally was able to stand up. “Have you noticed I’m almost ready to deliver? You hurt me you asshole.”
Ryan smirked internally before saying,” I just wanted to give you something to remember me by. I’m going fishing.” He walked calmly out the door, out of the house, and down the dock to the thirty-footer. He started it up and headed to the inlet and the ocean. He had secretly hidden a small inflatable with a five horsepower engine aboard last weekend while the women were out shopping. They never went near the boat; there was no danger of it being discovered. When he was about five miles from shore, he loosened the nut holding one of the fuel lines, set the timer, inflated the small boat and left. Thirty minutes later there was a horrific explosion. The Coast Guard was only able to retrieve a wallet and driver’s license from the wreckage; the boat had burned to the waterline, the outboards sinking in the deep water. The official report surmised that Ryan had been fixing a leak in the gas tank when it ignited, destroying him along with the boat. In truth, Ryan had motored on the calm seas to a nearby resort, leaving the inflatable at the water’s edge, believing correctly that some kids would come along and take it for a joyride. Walking to the front of the resort he was able to take a taxi to a nearby shopping center. He had placed all his valuables in a used car he had purchased using his new identity. He drove to the airport, caught a flight to Atlanta, connecting to Mexico City, connecting to Rio.
Feigning shock at the news, the women were, in reality, thrilled to hear of Ryan’s demise. All his hundreds of millions would be theirs. They were quite startled to learn that the accounts held only a little under fifty thousand dollars. They were even more surprised when U.S. Marshals appeared at their door with arrest warrants for the three of them—securities fraud, grand theft, mail fraud were the main charges, but there were lots more. Denials, claims that they did and knew nothing were interpreted by law enforcement to be total blatant lies. They were unable to make bail so all three delivered their babies in federal prison. The children were taken away to foster care shortly after birth. They were sentenced to twenty years each. They still didn’t understand what had happened, but they were still screwed big time.
About a month into her sentence Morgan received a post card—unsigned. It said simply, “It’s never a good idea to gloat in a nerd’s living room about how you’ve played him for a fool.” Morgan was sure it had come from Ryan, but how to prove it.
At the same time, a gorgeous Brazilian she-male was kneeling in front of a slightly built six footer who was reclining in a lounge chair taking in the view of Ipanema Beach. “May I suck your cock, Senhor George? “
“Sounds great to me, Rita. Then I’ll want to fuck that fine ass of yours.”
“Oh Senhor George, you say the sweetest things.”
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New job, new start; not for Fiona 3:
More from Fiona’s journal:
It was nine days later before Fiona came home and handed me her journal with the next entry for me to read, it had been a long wait and Fiona had been on edge a lot of the time as she just never knew when Steve would make another demand. Nine days previous Steve had confiscated Fiona’s bra as a punishment then made her expose herself in various locations in the warehouse so he could get pictures. Worryingly for Fiona was the fact that her bosses and the security guys had seen her braless and their behaviour towards her had changed a little and it was beginning to make her even more nervous.
One a couple of occasions since bumping into Mr. Symons and Mr. Butterworth on the stairwell they had both called her to their office for ‘meetings’ now these ‘meetings’ had never taken place before and Fiona got the impression it was just a way for them to eye her up. Mr. Symons (Donald) was a more discreet than Mr. Butterworth (Graham). Donald being sixty four and a quiet polite man would sneak glances at her when he thought Fiona wasn’t looking. But Graham openly leered at her now and would often sit really close making her feel very uncomfortable. Fiona had got the sense that the directors had lost respect for her as a business women, and look where that got her last time.
She confessed to me that she felt like leaving the job but it was the massive salary always holding her back, that and the fact Steve Lomax had hundreds of images of her that could ruin her career even if she left for pastures new. It seemed she was stuck in a very tricky situation again.
The security guards Gerald and Trevor seemed to float passed her office a bit more as well and seemed to be loitering out the side entrance when she left and always said they were on a site perimeter walk. She didn’t believe that for a second because as they’d watched her walk by and to her car she watched them duck back into the entrance back to their nice warm office.
Wednesday , 9 days later:
“The phone rang at five past nine; I’d been at my desk no more than ten minutes. It was Steve. He’d summoned to his office for twelve thirty. That was beginning of lunch break. I’m instantly nervous as its been over a week since he made contact”
Fiona obviously knew about being late so knew that wasn’t an option today, she had a very important meeting at one thirty with the three directors and couldn’t possibly be late for that either. She wasn’t late to Steve’s office, in fact she was a couple of minutes early which seemed to please Steve when she entered. The rest of his staff had passed Fiona on her way up as they headed to the canteen so she knew they were alone.
“Take off your clothes Fiona and place them in the filling cabinet and lock it”
She did as Steve asked knowing she had urgent matters and didn’t want any delays.
“Now turn around so that your bum is resting on the desk facing me and bend over so that I can see your holes Fiona”
Again without protest she assumed the position Steve had described bending over with her holes exposed facing Steve who was sat in the chair behind about two feet away. She heard a cardboard box being opened behind her and the sound of some plastic being pulled apart and wondered what Steve was doing; she didn’t dare look round though.
“And then I felt it cold and smooth against my pussy lips….it pushed against my folds opening up my vulva with its smooth cold shaft. My lips parted and the cold object slid into my dry pussy about four inches deep and then stopped”
Steve didn’t say a word and Fiona held firm in her position with what she presumed was a dildo hanging from her pussy behind, she was like that for a couple of minutes then she felt the cold object slide out then back in her pussy and this motion went on for the next three or four minutes.
“Damn, the heat began to return to my lips and I was powerless to stop it as the smooth object began to slip inside my hole with growing ease. The feeling of moisture between my legs was increasing with every penetration from the object being used on me by Steve. he must of known that my hole was getting wet in front of him again”
The object was plunged a little deeper into her a final time causing her to let out a little yelp. Steve must of shoved the dildo almost all the way in as she could feel a slightly rougher edge on the outer part of her lips, which she presumed was the thickest end of the smooth dildo.
“A sound I’d grown used to started up behind me as Steve added more shots to his growing collection only they were getting more and more explicit as the meetings went on”
“Climb on the desk in front of me Fiona and spread your legs” Steve said from behind her as he reached out and removed the object. As she stood up a little bit of her juice leaked out onto her thighs and when she turned to face Steve see saw that the object was indeed a seven inch silver dildo. The desk was clear like Steve had cleared it purposely beforehand, she climbed up on her knees until she was in front of Steve then slid onto her bottom and lent back onto her elbows at the same time as moving her legs wide apart so that her feet were on either edge.
“At this moment in time it was the most vulnerable and humiliated I’d felt since Steve began blackmailing me. He was less than twelve inches away from me and had full access to my wet sex. Oh god my pussy was so hot but I didn’t want to look at Steve he would surely see the desire in my eyes I was trying to hide. But he told me to look at him right into his eyes as he moved the dildo towards my wet entrance”
The thin end of the dildo easily passed between Fiona’s parted lips and seemed to slip in with so much ease. It wasn’t the thickest dildo, in fact it was very thin compared to some of the cocks she’d taken; but at that moment in time and in her situation and surroundings it was all Steve needed to make her yelp again and again as he jammed the dildo in until just before his fingers touched her lips. Steve assaulted her in this way for about five minutes and in that time he was bringing Fiona very close to coming.
She unscrewed her eyes for a moment when the dildo fucking stopped and noticed it was one o clock, she had half hour to clean up and be in the conference room. She didn’t want to say anything just yet as she didn’t want Steve to think she was being disrespectful. Steve again took snaps her with the dildo poking from her cunt at various points again adding to his extensive collection that was growing rapidly.
Steve then stood up and pulled her towards the front edge of his desk so that her bum was on the edge, still being able to see from leaning on her elbows she noticed a huge bulge in the front of Steve’s jeans.
“He began undoing his jeans and my pussy seemed to ooze more juice in anticipation. From what I can remember his cock was impressive. His trousers dropped to the floor then he pushed his boxers down to join them and there before me was his magnificent eight and a half inches. I looked at the clock over his shoulder as he approached me. Ten past one. Twenty minutes until my meeting. I had to say something”
“Steve I………………………………”
“I know Fiona you have a meeting in twenty minutes with the gaffers. Why do you think I’ve got you hear you stupid whore?”
“Humiliation doesn’t quite describe how I’m feeling at the moment; I’m powerless to stop Steve he was going to decide when I went for this meeting not me”.
He edged closer with his huge tool aiming at her hole with it in his right hand, he stopped millimetres from her entrance but she could feel the presence of his member hovering around in front of her. She waited another ten seconds or so until she felt the bulbous end of his helmet mash into the top of her folds and hit her clitoris. She moaned louder than she’d done before and Steve tapped his hard shaft up and down on her most sensitive spot making her yelp each and every time.
“It was almost impossible to take my eyes off his dick and I willed him to bury in deep into my pussy. Meeting or no meeting I needed filling up”
It wasn’t to come for Fiona though as Steve rubbed his dick around her entrance and clitoris over and over again almost masturbating her with the shaft of his hard penis and in fairness to Steve it was having the desired effect on Fiona who was now laying flat on her back dangling her head off the back of his desk and moaning softly as not to make too much noise, she was past caring what the time was as her first Steve induced orgasm began to rip through her body.
“I came hard and screamed a little as I wasn’t able to control myself, his big heavy cock beat my clit as my body shook and I gripped the desk hard. I could feel a pool of wetness around the bottom of my bum cheeks and knew I’d come heavily”.
“You’re going to be late” Steve said pulling away and pulling his boxers and jeans up leaving Fiona to slide of the wet sticky table.
She looked at the clock and rushed to the filing cabinet to grab her clothes as she was already five minutes late. As she put her bra on Steve came and took her knickers away chucking them back in his top draw along with her two bras she presumed were still in there.
“You can collect these at five o clock, and when you’re dressed clean that mess up on my desk”
Fiona said she looked around for a cloth to clean up the mess but Steve told her to lick it clean. Her humiliation was compounded as she bent over and licked her sweet juices from Steve’s desk whilst he sat feet away watching. It was ten past one by the time she left and she still had to nip in the ladies to mop herself up before she made a mess in her trousers but that idea was soon dashed as a call across the pa system called out for her immediate attendance in the conference room.
“Shit” was all she wrote on one line in her journal after hearing the message.
She made it to the meeting as soon as possible but was still over fifteen minutes late. All Mr. Symons said was is that he’d speak to her afterwards. After that the three hour meeting went ok although Fiona kept getting the unmistakeable whiff of sex aroma every time she adjusted her seat position; the trouble was that she was pretty sure her trousers were now soaked with her dampness as she didn’t have time to clean up beforehand. And even worse for her was the fact Graham Butterworth was sat next to her and he also kept looking at her whenever she moved.
“Fiona I’ll see you in my office please” Donald Symons said in a stern voice. He got up to leave but Fiona stayed still hoping the other two, Graham and Gary, would leave next as she didn’t really want to stand up in front of them. “NOW Fiona” Donald shouted across the room from the doorway. She was left with no choice but to leave.
Fiona pushed her seat back and stood up moving the notepad she’d been using for notes down in front of her crotch area hiding it from Graham Butterworth’s lingering gaze. She headed for the door walking in a slow manner as she could feel the sticky damp patch between her legs; she was almost at the door when Graham shouted over stopping her in her tracks.
“Have you sat in something Fiona there seems to be a stain on your behind?” she rubbed her hand on her cheeks and said no before heading out of the door before Graham could push the subject further.
She entered Donald Symons office and shut the door behind her still holding the notepad across her crotch hiding her damp trousers. Donald was sat behind the desk looking very annoyed and he motioned for Fiona to take the seat opposite.
“What the bloody hell has gotten into you in the last week Fiona? I will not tolerate you being late for meetings do you understand”
“Of course Mr. Symons it won’t happen again I was tied up with something urgent”
“Nothing is more important than our meetings Fiona remember that for the future and you’ll be ok” Fiona got up to leave but Donald waived his hand as if to say stay seated. “And one more thing Fiona can you make sure you come to work in proper professional business attire, coming without a bra is not acceptable do you understand?”
“Yes Mr. Symons I understand and apologise, it won’t happen again”
“Make sure it doesn’t Fiona even if it was a nice view”. Donald winked then told her she was excused from his office and her face began to burn as her embarrassment grew so she exited as quickly as possible being sure to cover the damp patch on her trousers.
She made it back to her office and searched out some baby wipes from her junk draw and cleaned up the sticky mess between her legs; Fiona chucked the wipe in the bin and sat on her chair and looked at the clock above her door.
“OH FUCK” was scrawled in her journal, she jumped up realising she was late for picking up her knickers from Steve at his office. She grabbed the phone and franticly hit Steve’s speed dial.
“Steve I’m so sorry because I was late Donald had me in the office for a bollocking afterwards…………………….”
“No excuses Fiona you should of come straight here from Donald’s office……why the hell are your ringing me from your office at five fifteen?”
“I’m on………….” the line went dead and she bounded out the door the phone left swinging from its station. She didn’t care about people seeing her massive tits bouncing around this time as she dashed across the warehouse and stormed up the steps. She’d even flicked of her heeled shoes and ran with them in her hands so that she could get there as quick as possible.
“Stopping to knock wasn’t an option and I nearly took the door off its hinges as I flew at it……I then stopped dead in my tracks………Steve wasn’t messing and my situation worsened”
Steve Lomax was sat on one side of his desk with Neal Daniels sat the other side opposite him where she’d been bent over displaying herself only four hours earlier.
“Ah the star of the show herself has arrived Neal” Steve laughed. “Come and stand here Fiona” and he pointed to a spot at the edge of the desk between them both.
“I looked down at the cluttered desk and realised that all of the pictures were off me in various naked positions, I could see ones from the shower room of me surrounded by cock but also some of Steve’s own snaps were there. Neal had seen them all and was staring at me smiling”
“You obviously wasn’t taking my threats seriously Fiona so I thought I’d need to just make a little statement of my intent by inviting Neal into our little arrangement. That’s not a problem with you is it Fiona?”
“No Steve”
“I don’t know why I bothered asking actually as I knew it wouldn’t be a problem. I suppose you’ve come for your knickers Fiona?”
“Yes Steve”
“You know where your underwear is kept Fiona help yourself”. She walked around to the filing cabinet and fished out her knickers and her bras thinking it was about time she had those back and she dropped these near her bag as she went and stood back where Steve had told her with her knickers still in her hand. “Why don’t you show Neal what sort of knickers you wear Fiona I’m sure he’d like a closer look”.
Fiona handed her black lace knickers to Neal who held them in front of him to inspect. “Ooh very nice and sexy” he then pulled them to his nose and sniffed deeply inhaling the aroma of Fiona’s worn knickers. “Fucking beautiful smell that is” and he took another deep sniff. “I wouldn’t mind seeing them on though Steve”.
“Not a problem Neal my old mate.” He turned to look up at Fiona and she knew what was coming next. “You heard Neal Fiona he wants to see what you look like in your knickers so how about you give him a little modelling session, I know lets have your top off as well let him have a look at you properly”.
She hesitated and looked at Steve then across at Neal. “Today Fiona, times getting on and we have homes to go to”. Steve said getting impatient.
“Less than three minutes later I was stood in my underwear in front of Steve but also Neal Daniels another of the managers. My breasts received great reviews from Neal as well as my trimmed pussy as he ogled it before I covered my private area with my black thong. I was told to walk around in front of Neal before being told to bend over and hold my ankles with my bottom only a couple of feet from Neal. My pussy again involuntarily began to tingle as again I enjoyed the feeling of being used. My cunt pulsed as I felt Neal’s hands on my bare bum cheeks for the first time and the moisture began to come as his fingers snaked towards the material hiding my sex from his view”
“Is it ok if I have a proper look Steve?” Neal said to Steve his fingers already under the material ready to pull it away and reveal her wanton holes.
“Knock yourself out Neal I’m sure once you’ve seen the goods you’ll want in full time”
Fiona felt the elastic round her hips come away and pull downwards and as Neal pulled her knickers down; she felt the cold air from the air-con machine blow across her exposed arsehole and then across her pulsing cunt lips as the last piece of thin material pulled away from the folds of her lips. Neal left the knickers round her legs about three inches below her bum cheeks; he’d pulled them as far as he needed so was content for the elastic to hold them in place round her legs.
“Again I felt extremely vulnerable but also so incredibly turned on. It wasn’t my fault but i couldnt help my pussy was getting wet it just began to seep involuntarily as the nervous excitment grew and the fire in my pussy burned”
She must of stood like this for about a minute as Neal inspected her holes or the goods as Steve so crudely put it making her feel even more like a piece of meat, she could feel his breath on her naked skin as he bent forward and inhaled nosily and commented on her sweet aroma. It was then she heard a draw open and close.
“Here Neal use this, fucking whore juices up lovely with it. I take it your then Neal?”
“Damn right I’m Steve, can’t miss out whilst your getting all the cream can I?”
“Didn’t think for a minute you’d turn it down Neal you dirty bastard. But it’s on the hush hush for now yeah we don’t want it spoiling just yet mate.”
“Of cause mate you know I can be trusted. Anyway pass that”.
Humiliated and powerless Fiona stood bent as she was discussed by Steve and Neal until she felt the cold hard object at her burning entrance and she tensed her body. With her thighs being pinned together by her knickers it made her cunt really tight; and she could feel the object being nudged against her inflamed folds with more force with more force each time as Neal tried to sink the object into her moist hole. His persistence was eventually rewarded as on about the eighth jab her lips parted enough for the tip of the dildo to slip inside her tight pussy. Neal continued pushing it until she felt his fingers on her skin; the dildo was fully inside her. Neal left it there for a few seconds before removing it completely.
“Oh yes Steve now I see look at it already, its covered”
Again the dildo was nudged into her lips and they parted easier this time as the lubrication on the shiny shaft aided its movement into her hole; this time it was fucked into her about twenty times by Neal each time making her moan a little.
“Steve told Neal to continue fucking the dildo into me until I came, he told Neal that it wouldn’t take me long because I was such a horny slut and just loved having the dildo in me. Steve wasn’t wrong because within five minutes my legs shook and my cunt clenched the dildo as my orgasm ripped through my body. I could feel my juice forcing its way out my hole as Neal pulled the dildo out a bit and soon my thighs were wet and sticky. I fell forward as my legs gave way and I was on my hands and knees panting and moaning”
“Fucking hell Steve we’ve got ourselves a right goer here mate”
“Tell me about it. I could tell that from the photos of the whore surround by cock in the shower. Isn’t that right Fiona you’re a dirty whore that loves cock?”
She didn’t answer as she was still out of breath from the orgasm she’d just had so she just remained on her knees waiting to be told by Steve what to do or where to stand next. Nothing happened for a couple of minutes as Steve and Neal discussed her again.
“Have you fucked her yet Steve?” she heard Neal ask.
“Not yet Neal I’ve just been toying with her you know, making her do things and humiliating her a little bit. I rubbed my cock her cunt earlier and made her come and I’m certain she wanted me to ram it up her but I like to make the sluts wait you know, tease um a bit Neal. She’ll be getting it soon enough though and once I’ve had her Neal you can have a go”
“Make sure it’s soon then Steve I can’t wait to get stuck into her”
“Be patient Neal there’s plenty of fun to be had with her, it’ll be soon enough though mate. Anyway I’ve got to get home Neal I’ve got a lot on tonight so I’ll show you the sort of things you’ll be able to do to Fiona now you on board”
She heard shuffling and chairs scrapping as the both stood up to leave, she didn’t move and continued to wait for instructions.
“Right on your feet Fiona it’s time to go” she got to her feet slowly as her legs still felt wobbly “ Knickers off Fiona you can carry them in your hands and but your bras back in the drawer, I hope you don’t think you were having them back?”
“No Steve.”
“I put the bras back and then put my trousers back on, I could feel them sticking to the damp patches on the inside of my thighs and obviously my soaked gusset. I looked down at the dark patch already forming and just knew that Steve would make me walk out like this. I pulled my blouse back on over my naked breasts and got told to unbutton three buttons causing my blouse to gape open and revealing the dark areola on both my breasts. Steve then pinched my nipples until they stood erect and very visible. He then told me to walk with my knickers in my hand which I screwed into my palm”
“No no Fiona dangle them knickers by your side. Don’t forget your pictures Neal that’s your set to keep; I suggest you get a camera so that you can add your own snaps once Fiona starts visiting your office”
“Ahh yes I’ll pick one up over the weekend mate good idea”
There was no night shift in on a Friday as the warehouse only opened in the mornings on a Saturday and Sunday so there was no fear of being seen by other staff. Fiona already knew as she left the office that Steve was going to send her through the security office where Gerald and Trevor were waiting. Steve made Fiona walk ahead of them and told her to go where she had guessed in her own mind already. The walk across the warehouse seemed oh so quick and before she knew it she was in front of Trevor and Gerald.
“Well well look who we have here again Trev”
“Ah the lovely Fiona again, I think it’s my turn to wave the wand is it not Gerald?”
“I think you might be right Trevor. Step this way Fiona and place your belongings in the tray for a quick check and then stand in front of Trevor with your arms up and legs apart a little”.
She followed Gerald’s directions dropping her bag and knickers in the tray which bought puzzled but excited looks from both old men. She watched as Gerald opened her bag and look inside, he reached in and pulled out the shiny metal dildo holding it up for everyone to see before dropping it back inside. He then picked up her knickers and looked at her as he dropped them inside her bag as well.
“My face was crimson as I felt totally humiliated”. Fiona’s journal read. “My embarrassment only grew as Trevor began to wand me; he went so slowly over my breasts his eyes never leaving them as he looked at my areola and pointy nipples through my blouse. He actually moved the wand so close across my nipples that he knocked them both”
“Sorry about that Fiona how clumsy of me” he said smirking.
“He got down on one knee in front of me and moved the wand slowly across the top of my trousers and around my gusset area. He came up the inside of my legs and held the wand between my legs awfully close to my swollen cunt lips for a moment longer than he should have”.
“Looks like you’ve sat in something or maybe got a little too excited here Fiona” he said standing up looking at her for a response.
“I think I sat in something Trevor, I’m very clumsy today” she said walking by picking up her bag from Gerald who was stood staring at her chest and smirking.
“Have a safe journey Fiona and we hope to see you next week!”
She waited near the exit as Steve and Neal quickly got searched and joined her on leaving the building.
“I’ll tell you now trev there is something going on with fiona and that bloody Lomax”.
Fiona wasn’t sure if she’d heard right as it was only whispered, but she probably knew that she had heard right and that is what they thought.
She finished off in her journal and this entry.
“I was led up the car park past my car that was parked in the office staff area right up to Steve’s car in the far corner, Neal was with his as his car was opposite Steve’s in the other corner. Steve told me to remove my blouse and hand it to him. I really really didn’t want to do this but again Steve told me that it would be really easy to show some other people my pictures, and I knew he wasn’t joking; just look at how easy Neal jumped on board, and who wouldn’t. I handed him my blouse and stood bare breasted in the car park as the cold evening air bought my nipples to hard points. He then said by to Neal and told him he’d see him in the pub to explain things in more detail, I was then left to walk back to my car, maybe a hundred yards, my tits naked and bouncing free……it also dawned on me that I’d have to drive home like this too. I couldn’t help but feel a stirring in my pussy again….a feeling that I knew I shouldn’t due to my situation…….but a feeling that I could not stop”
The blackmail continues………………………..
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My Daughter’s Friend Natalia Part #11 & # 12
Rachelle’s Turn
Surprise Visitor – Part 2
and then thing gets a little crazy …
a night away
I was on secondment to a local authority for 12 months and the team I was working with had a conference someone had to attend providing a promotion stand. For various reasons none of the permanent staff were able to attend as it meant an overnight stay, so Sarah my boss and I were the delegates.
We arrived at the hotel late afternoon, went to our rooms to clean up and agreed to meet in the bar for a pre-dinner drink.
Showered & changed, at about 5, I wandered down, Sarah arrived only a couple of minutes later.
“I feel better for getting the days grime off” she declared, as she sat down. I offered to get drinks (a glass of wine for us both)
“These things are always difficult as the others all seem to have childcare commitments which makes an overnight difficult she explained”
We discussed the plans for the next days conference and agreed our strategy & timing, then just chatted about things in general. Sarah offered her appreciation for my helping out.
After 10-15 minutes she declared, “Right, that it, no more work until tomorrow, agreed?” I agreed.
We chatted about general, stuff and fixed a time for dinner. Whilst Sarah was technically my boss, because I was on secondment, we had a very relaxed relationship, more like peers so the conversation was a little friendlier than manager & staff might be. I need to make a call home later she informed me, to see everyone’s alright. I already knew she was a divorcee but now living with a partner (male) and had two girls (8 & 10 from her marriage.
Fine I told her, go when you’re ready. “Oh not yet, they will only have just got home, time for another glass I think”.
She brought back the drinks and as she sat down she winced “Ahh bugger”
“What’s up”?
“I’ve got a twinge in my shoulder, I think I pulled a muscle moving some furniture the other day”
“Sounds like you need a massage”
“Oh yeah, chance will be a fine thing”
“Just a min” I said as I got up. When I returned a couple of minutes later I exclaimed “well that was a good idea down the pan”
“What was”
I explained I noticed the hotel had a gym in the hotel, and checked with reception if they had a masseuse, the good news was that they did, the bad news was that they had just left for the day.
“Oh how kind, thanks for the thought anyway, I’ll just have to grin & bare it”.
“Tell you what, I have some savlon in my room, I know it’s not much but it does have anaesthetic properties, it will help with the pain if you want.
That’s ok, I’ll get by.
Don’t be silly it’ll only take me a minute, and I guarantee it will work”
After a little persuasion she finally agreed “If it helps that would be good, as it is rather painful”.
I was up to my room and back in a few minutes. As I sat down and offered her the cream she informed me, “Nice idea but I’m afraid your journey was wasted”
“You’ve had a miraculous cure?
“No unfortunately, she laughed, but while you we gone I tried reaching the spot and can’t get my hand on it so I wouldn’t be able to apply the cream”.
“Aw shame, I’m sure it would have helped”. I replied
As she reached for her glass she flinched. “It really is painful”? I enquired
“Mmm especially when I move my arm”.
“Are you sure you’ll be OK for tomorrow” I asked anxiously
“Oh I’ll cope”
After a moments hesitation, I said, “look don’t take this the wrong way, nothing other than an offer to help a maiden in distress, but if you cannot reach, I could always apply the cream. If it helps for now, you could always try to get something better tomorrow like a pain patch”.
She was clearly uncertain. “Oh, no that’s fine I’m sure I’ll ………… “She grunted again as she put her glass down.
“Look you’re clearly in pain, it will only take five mins”
She hesitated………. “I’m not sure, I’m tempted to try it but……….”
“Look it’s just one work colleague helping another in need, no strings, and I won’t mention it to a sole”. I said waiving the tube of cream
“Oh I guess it’s worth a try. Ok, but not here, we’ll have to go to my room. But not a word to anybody.”
“Of course, I wouldn’t know how to explain it to my partner anyway” I agreed
We picked up our drinks (both had only taken a sip) and made our way to Sarah’s room. Entering we both stood a little awkwardly
“Ok so where is the pain” I asked
“Just inside the shoulder blade” she informed me
“Well I’m afraid you’re going to have to expose it for me to be able to put the cream on”
She looked anxious “Oh yes, I hadn’t thought about that, perhaps we shouldn’t bother”
“Don’t be silly, it’s only your shoulder I need to get at. You only need to undo a few buttons …..” Then I looked. Sarah was wearing a loose tee shirt and a fashionably short black skirt that only came to mid thigh, over thick black leggings.
“Ah I see what you mean. Well it’s up to you”
“You promise to say nothing about this?
“Of course”
“OK just turn round”. I did as she asked
“Right, as I turned back Sarah had her top off with her back towards me. “Will this be ok”?
She was now just wearing a bra, for the first time I took a good look at her.
Sarah stood about 5ft 10 or meybey 11, I always knew she was quite slim, and as a passionate jogger (usually 5 miles a day) her body was even better than I had imagined. Her long legs even more apparent in her black skirt & leggins against the flesh of her back.
I think she was in her mid to late 30’s as I’m sure she mentioned once she had her first girl when she was about 20
She definitely had curves but her exercise regime meant I could see no excess fat. Just a firm shapely back and Oh….. Those long legs.
“How shall we do this” I asked
“What do you mean”
“Well I don’t think I can reach properly with you standing up, we could try the chair or you could lay down which would be easier”
After a moments hesitation she agreed to lay on the bed.
“Do you have any body cream”? I asked
“What for”
“It will just make it easier to apply the savlon, it will go on smoother over a larger area”
“Only baby oil”
“Even better”. It was in the bathroom. I got the oil and sat next to her on the bed.
We identified the area of pain, just around the centre of her should blade. I squirted some cream & oil on my hand and began to apply it to her shoulder.
“Do you mind if I just pull the straps down a bit it asked, I don’t want to get oil or cream on them”
“Mmm OK”
I eased both straps down her arm a little out of my way then began to massage the cream in.
“Oh yes, just there” I hit the spot. Absent-mindedly I put both hands to work one on each shoulder. I worked in the cream and the oil for about five minutes before I asked is that any better
Sarah sat up and rotated her arm. “Your right, it does work”, then gave a twitch
“Anything wrong”
“Still a little painful but just below the shoulder blade”
“More cream”?
“No it’s fine, what you did really helped”
“But if you still have pain…….”
“No it’s too much to ask but thanks anyway”
“Don’t be silly, it’ll only take a few mins and we won’t be eating for another hour or more. I have nothing else to do”
“Well if you sure” she sighed as she lay down again
I probed to find the spot which was just below the back strap of the bra
I’ll have to undo this unless you want cream on it” I informed her
“Oh…. Ok if you must”
I unclipped the bra then applied cream & oil and began massaging it in working from neck to the middle of her back.
“Mmm” Sarah sighed, “you’re certainly good at that”.
“I often give my partner a massage, she says I’m as good as any professional”
“I think I would agree with her, it’s very relaxing and the pain seems to be going”
I continued the massage but now covering half of her back from shoulder. The oil made my fingers glide over her skin, I kept it up for about 10 minutes. Getting frequent sighs of pleasure from Sarah.
“Better” I asked
“Mmm it really feels good” she acknowledged
“I could do your lower back if you want”
“Ok, that would be nice”
I was now massaging from shoulder to waist, Sarah let out the occasional sigh indicating I was doing a good job. I could tell by the feel beneath my fingers that she was well relaxed.
After about 10 minutes I asked, “Any other Aches”.
“Only……… No I couldn’t ask, you’ve been fantastic”
“Don’t be silly, I enjoy giving massage and you clearly enjoyed receiving it, so if you have any more pain, while I’ve got the cream I might as well help out”
“Well……. She hesitated
“Aw come on” I chided her light heartedly
“Are you sure you don’t mind”
I made it clear it was no problem.
“Well I strained my calf muscle, I don’t think I cooled down properly after my run last night”
“Ok I said, show me the muscle” laughed
She eased round and pointed to her left calf, there.
“Mmm problem” I countered.
“What is”
“Well I can’t rub cream through your leggings”
“Oh god yes. Oh well never mind”
“Don’t be silly, slip them off, I’ll go & get a towel to cover your modesty”.
Before she could object, I slipped into the bathroom and threw her a towel then went back in to the bathroom. “Give me shout when your ready I informed her”.
A minute later she called out. “I’m Decent now”
I returned to the bedroom and was pleasantly surprised. Sarah Lay on the bed, she had completely removed her bra and was bare backed. I stared for a moment, I liked what I saw. She hadn’t used the towel, she lay spread on the bed, with just the short skirt covering her bum (just). Her long legs stretched out on the bed. Wow, what a sight. I felt a little twitch in the trouser department.
Moving to the end of the bed, I was just about to squeeze the cream onto my hand when there was a muffled ring from a mobile.
Sarah half rose from the bed then realised her predicament (no bra). “I need to take that she informed me, it will be home. Can you get my bag”? By the time I passed the bag and she found her phone they had rang off. “I need to ring back”.
“Do you want me to leave”? I asked
“No, that’s Ok but please be quiet” she pleaded
She made a quick call & informed me they will ring back.
A second later the phone rang and Sarah answered it. It was clearly her partner. The initial conversation was interesting, she lied convincingly.
She was in her room, working on notes for any possible questions the next day. She was frustrated there was no wifi in the room, it would have been good to Skype (I thought not!). I guessed she was taking about me, saying how helpful I had been putting up the stand and that I’d gone off to see some friends in town.
Whilst she continued the conversation, I pulled up a chair to the end of the bed and sat down. I could see no reason why not, so put cream & oil on my hand and lay my hand on her calf to resume the massage.
Sarah let out a yelp & jerked her leg away from my hand and turned to stare at me “What are you doing” she mouthed.
Massaging I gestured. I heard her tell her partner that she had spilt her drink, Thanks goodness it didn’t go on my papers she lied.
Sarah relaxed lowering her leg & continued her conversation I resumed the massage. As I looked up I noticed that by pulling her leg away from my hand, she had spread her legs about a foot apart. From my position and the end of the bed I looked up her long legs and could see exposed what at first I thought to be a slip under her short skirt but then decided must some kind of loose underwear. I was intrigued.
As I continued the massage, I heard that the phone had clearly been passed over to Sarah’s children. I oiled my hands, then started to rub both calves at the same time. Sarah let out a small sigh. I took this as a sign she wasn’t complaining so continued, slowly working my way to her knees. As my hands moved to just above her knees she let out a little murmur. “Mmm”. She glanced down at me but no attempt to move away so I continued. My hands working up her thighs. I had to adjust my position so I was kneeling between her legs and nudged them open a little more. I could now see an inch or two of her underwear. My hands were now moving up & down her thigh & as I went up I edged the skirt upwards hoping Sarah wouldn’t notice. If she did she said nothing.
She was asking about homework when the tips of my fingers slipped under the loose leg of what I now guessed to be some kind of French knickers and brushed the underside of the cheeks of her firm bum.
Sarah let out a squeak which she explained to her daughters as having dropped her papers. She turned and frowned at me just has she finished her call.
“What were you doing” she asked firmly
“Sorry, I thought you were enjoying the massage”
“I was but I think you went a bit too far”!
“I just got a bit carried away” I lied
“I should think you did, I nearly shouted for you to stop, and had to bite my tongue so I didn’t let something slip”.
“Well you managed very well, I don’t think anyone guessed what you were up too”
“I certainly hope so” she replied seriously.
“Ok, how about a foot massage to make up for it”.
“I think you’ve done enough” she replied firmly, but not convincingly.
“Aw common, we have ages before dinner or are you feet too sensitive” I said as a moved down the bed.
“It’s not that, it’s……….” Sahara paused, as I rubbed an oily hand over the soles of her feet.
“Mmmm, no you shouldn’t……….” She paused again as I rubbed the heels and soles
Rubbing down between her toes I asked. “You sure you want me to stop”?
“Oh, Ok just for a little longer then”.
I worked more oil into her feet rubbing them all over and through her toes.
Sarah had relaxed again and was clearly enjoying my handywork. He legs were still slightly apart and her skirt that I had secretly moved was hardly covering her bum so I had a clear view of the legs & gusset of her underwear.
“Ok” I enquired
“Mmm” was all I got in reply.
“Would you turn over so I can get your toes better” I asked
I can only assume Sarah engrossed in the massage as she dreamily rolled on to her back.
Her small neat breasts were now on display. It was hard to concentrate on her feet when I was staring at a pair of surprisingly firm boobs with dark areola and nipples the size of the tip of my little finger. Oh hell more twitches in the trouser department.
I quickly got to work on her toes so as not to give her time to realise her mistake. Keeping up my attention on one foot I managed to squeeze some oil on the other hand and worked on one shin then quickly had both hands running from ankle to shins on both legs. I had to move further onto the bed and with some subtle massage made her spread he legs a little further. Keeping my head low, I could now see a sprouting of pubic hair under her loose knicker leg.
I worked over and around her knees and started on her thighs. Long slow strokes from knee to just below the leg of her underwear. As I was leaning quite far forward my head was close to her crotch and I was now getting a tantalizing suggestion of her feminine odour and a look at her pantie crotch showed a slight damp spot. Sarah was clearly turned on, but just how much I wasn’t sure. How far would she let me go?
I continued rubbing almost to the top of her thighs, my thumbs just touching the edge of her knicker legs. Sarah sighed and I felt her thighs tighten as my hands moved upwards. I continued the massage with one hand and slipped one finger of the other under the loose knicker leg and felt for her sex.
Sarah sat up with a jolt. “No you mustn’t”. Then realising she had no top on clasped he hands over her boobs. “Oh my god, what’s happening”?
I still hand my fingers beneath the silky material and touched her wet labia. “Just giving some obvious pleasure” I said sliding a finger up and down her labia.
She was torn between letting go of her breasts and knocking my hand away. She tried to clamp her legs together but only succeeded in locking my hand in place.
“Please stop, you mustn’t. We can’t do this, it’s gone too far” she exclaimed
I wriggled my finger over her wet pussy again to emphasise my point. “You were clearly enjoying what I was doing, so why don’t I just finish giving you some additional pleasure”
“I was but……, no we can’t its wrong it’s………. She stammered and I managed to push a finger inside.
“Are you sure” I asked as my thumb found her clitoris and gave it a rub
“Yes I’m… no we can’t….. Ohhh” clearly a sigh of pleasure.
“You just lay back and let me take care of that itch” I suggested, as I put a hand on her shoulder and gently pushed her back on to the bed. She lay back without any further encouragement, her hands slid from her boobs and fell by her sides.
My hand between her legs I worked two fingers inside her as my thumb continued to play with the clit.
“Oh we really shouldn’t be doing this..” She moaned unconvincingly.
“I know but it feels nice doesn’t it”
“Oh yes, absolutely……… “She spread he legs a little wider with one bent at the knee to giving me even more access. I could see clearly now as the leg of her loose panties gave me unobstructed view, that she had only a lightly trimmed bush.
Keeping up the action with my fingers which were now sliding easily inside due the amount of lubrication she was releasing and with my thumb rubbing her clit I worked my way around the bed until could kneel on the floor in just the right position.
Leaning forward I licked one of her nipples which seemed to grow as soon as my tongue touched it. Sarah pushed my head down on her breast. “ Oh yes, suck it, suck it, Ahhhhhhh” she sighed.
I pulled the nipple deep into my mouth, and sucked hard, my pleasure thought as I sucked the stiff bud hungrily then worked on the other. I was getting as much pleasure as Sarah suck on each nipple in turn
Sarah was now clearly worked up, it was pretty clear by her body movements and groans she was emitting that my fingers and mouth were bringing her to orgasm.
Finally she cried out, “Oh yes……. Yes, Mmmm suck harder, rub harder, Oh yes Oh fuck, fuck, fuckkkkkkk I’m coming I’m commingggggggggggggg”.
Her body went rigid, she held my head against her breast as her body shook with a powerful orgasm.
I slowed all my actions as she crumpled drained. Her language during orgasm was a real surprise. Sarah was normally so prim at work in 12 months I’d never even heard a “bloody” ! This new Sarah was a real hot woman when turned on! I licked my fingers clean, as she regained her breath, “Oh yummy”!
She was now clearly feeling unsure of herself, she moved her hands to cover her breasts.
“Oh what have I done”? She asked anxiously
“I don’t think you did anything I informed her, I think I did all the work” I assured her.
“You know what I mean. I shouldn’t have let you. It’s just so wrong”.
“Why, didn’t you enjoy it”?
“You know I did, but………….”
“Well that’s surly all that matters. Besides I did say earlier that it’s just one work colleague helping another in need and you certainly seem to need the release”.
“That not exactly what we were talking about at the time”
“Ok, so the massage got a bit more personal that planned but it was still only a massage I tried to convince her.
“I think it was a lot more that a massage she snapped. Look I think you had better go”.
I lazily stroked fingers across her stomach, she brushed my hand away but let go of one breast. “Stop you’ve done enough”
I rubbed a finger over the exposed nipple which sprang to attention.
“Are you sure”?
She covered her breast again. “Stop it please”
“Why? Are you frighten you might enjoy it if we do more”?
“We cannot do anything else. I’m in a serous relationship and I won’t put that at risk”.
“I’m not asking you to, all I want to do is give you some pleasure”
“Don’t give me that, you just want to have sex with me! I can assure you it isn’t going to happen”
“If you mean intercourse, that’s fine. Remember, I’m in a committed relationship too, I don’t want to jeopardise my either. But that doesn’t stop me wanting to make you feel good, and as good that that might have been just now, I think I can make it feel nicer even without intercourse, that way neither of us put our relationships at risk, and it goes without say it stays just between us”.
“What do you mean by that”?
“Well there are other things I can do that I think you will like”
“Such as”
“Well if you’ll let me, I’ll show you”
I clearly aroused her curiosity. “You just relax and I’ll show you”
I was now running my hands over her hips, I think you need to let me take this off I indicated her skirt. I felt round the side and found the clasp I noticed earlier and quickly undid and gently pulled the waist band down.
“Oh I’m not sure” she sighed hesitantly. “Oh come on, you know it felt good before, and I promise you I can make it feel even better. And no penetration!”.
Sarah lifted her hips and I eased the skirt down her legs
I could now see in all their glory the item of my fascination. She was wearing a pair of very loose fitting silk or satin underwear, rather like baggy shorts no elastic around the leg which was why my hand could slip easily under the sides.
“And these” I suggested. Again she lifted her bum and I slipped the panties off. Naked I could see she had a healthy but trimmed bush of dark pubic hair covering her sex. I now moved so I was kneeling between her legs and positioned myself over her
As my mouth moved towards her exposed pussy she cried out “Are you going to….. Oh you are, Oh no…… oh god yes yes………….”
I connected with her sex. My tongue lapping at the flood of juice she was already releasing. I probed and sucked a stream of her feminine sap. With her knees wide apart Sarah was rocking in time with my oral motion. Her hands now clasped the back of my head pushing me harder against her cunt. My tongue searched her cunt for every drop of juice I could find. I stretched my hands up to tweak her nipples and I licked, sucked and nibbled at her dripping cunt.
In only 2 or 3 minutes Sarah howled. With my head between her legs I could just make out her muffled cried “Oh yes!….. Oh god. Oh fuck don’t stop yes….yes…. Oh fuckkkkkkkkkkkk, Oh fuck fuck fuckkkkkkkkkkkkk.
The flow of juice increased as she came……. I sucked for all I was worth, trying to catch every drop of her nectar.
Finally Sarah pleaded with me to stop. I moved from between her legs and sat on the bed besides her absentmindedly stroking her stomach
“Oh my god that was fucking incredible” she exclaimed
I told you it would be better” I reminded her
“I’ve never had that done before”
“And”?
“Amazing, such a powerful orgasm……….. It was…….. Oh my”
“I’m pleased to have been of service” I teased
“But what about you, I feel a bit guilty now, you know…..”
Aw, what’s a couple of orgasms between friends” I laughed
“Three actually, I came twice just now, I had a little orgasm as soon as you started” she smiled up at me.
“As I said, what about you”
“What about me”
“Well you haven’t…. you know”!
“Ah I see”
“I suppose I could take you in hand if you wanted, it seems only fair”
“Well that would be nice, but only if you want to”
“After what you did, it seems the least I can do”
I quickly removed my shoes sock, trousers and pants exposing my aching erection
“Lay down here” she said pointing to the bed beside her. I did as instructed
Sarah turned on her side to face me, then her hand moved quickly to my stiff cock. She stroked it tenderly from base to tip, then her hand closed round me and began a slow wank.
As she rubbed my cock, I stroked her hard nipples
“This Ok” she asked
“Wonderful” I replied
“Would you like me to… you know”!
“Suck it”?
“Mm”
“Only if you want too”
She changed position and I felt her hair brush my stomach as her head moved over my groin. Then Oh heaven her mouth connected. Her lips opened and I felt the warmness of her wet mouth as she covered my cock.
Sarah’s actions were slow and deliberate. Fuck it felt good. She only took a couple of inches in but I was still a good blow job
I reluctantly reached down and pulled her off
“No good”? She asked
“No it’s great but I thought we could both get some pleasure if you wanted”
“What do you mean”
“We can do it to each other if you like”
“Oh , that sounds a better idea. What do we have to do”?
I was surprised and her lack of knowledge but explained. I got her into position on top of me, her legs either side of my head and guided her back.
She soon got the idea and we were soon working on each others sex. Her juices were again trickling down my obliging throat as her head bobbed up and down on my cock.
I worked my hands round and griped the cheeks of her arse then wriggled one finger over the crinkly ring of her anus. Sarah jerked, and my finger tip slipped in up to the first joint.
She had now stopped sucking and I could tell she was just resting her mouth on my cock and she pressed her cunt into my face.
Squirming against me I heard her howl…… as another orgasm wracked her body. Then suddenly she rolled of me twisted round and straddled my hips.
Reaching down she grabbed my cock aimed it at her wet cunt and ground down on me until our pelvic bones met.
“Ahhh that’s better”!
“But what about what you said earlier. Are you sure about this I asked with convincing concern”. (Oh I hoped so)
“Oh shit yes, you’ve made me so fucking horny, nothing else will do”. Don’t you want to do it”! She asked with a touch of disbelief in her voice
“Sure”
“Then let’s fuck before I change my mind”
Resting her hands on my chest she raised & lowered herself on my willing cock. With long slow strokes up and down the whole length of my cock she fucked me. I lifted my hips pushing up as she pushed down, I could feel her cervix as my cock thrust home.
At one point she leant back so I could see my glistening cock sliding in and out, her juices literally running down over my balls. Then she leant right forwards so I could suck each of her hard nipples in turn as she continued to fuck me. Oh heaven.
Rolling her over, I climbed over between her legs as she grabbed my cock and guided me in. Her wet cunt seemed to suck me in, I pushed in deeply, my balls resting against her bum. With long slow strokes I fucked her welcoming cunt “Oh yes, that’s it, fill me up”.
She wrapped her legs round mine the raised her knees to get me deeper, I pulled out nearly all the way then thrust my cock home. I lifted her legs further, hooking them over my shoulders for even further penetration.
“Oh fuck yes, oh that feels so deep” she grunted
I increased my pace, ramming my cock in hard, my balls slapping against her arse at each downward stroke.
“Oh fuck, I think I’m going to come again” she cried. “Me too” I told her
“Quick let me get on top” we rolled over again without disconnecting and she seemed to go crazy.
I grasped her bum, and worked a finger around to her anus, just tickling the ring, this seemed to tip her over the top. Bouncing up and down and grinding our pelvic bones together, like she was possessed, I had that familiar sensation as my own orgasm approached.
I pushed up hard and my cock exploded, delivering shot after shot of hot spunk deep into her cervix “Oh Yes, yes” I grunted
Sarah was more expressive. “Oh fuck yes, yes, oh fuck I can feel it, I can feel you filling my cunt…………………” she ground down hard onto me one final time pushing my shooting cock deep inside.
Finally, Breathless she leant on my chest. Her cunt muscles still griping and contracting on my cock, draining the last drops of juice from me
“Oh my, that was unbelievable” she panted.
“You certainly seemed to enjoy it I replied. At least from the way you expressed yourself”
“Oh hell, it was your fault all those things you did to me. I’ve never used those words before. It was the first time anyone has….you know”!
“And”?
“Oh my, it was just amazing, I can’t believe how many orgasms I’ve had”. Don’t you mind the taste,
“Hell no, I’d pay you to get some of that nectar”
Sarah gave a little wiggle. I think I’d best move, I think I’m leaking”
“You want me to clean you up” I asked
“You’d do that” she asked incredulously?
“Give up a chance to taste that yummy pussy of yours, never!”
“Even with…………….”
“Try me”
She wriggled up the bed leaving a trail of juice up my chest, I got her to sit over me, kneeling either side of my head. Holding on to the headboard, she lowered her pussy to my mouth, I licked and sucked both our juices from her body.
It only took about a minute before she climaxed yet again then rolled off to lie beside me
I brought her head up to give her a wet kiss. Then pushed my tongue into her mouth and shared the juices I had saved
“Oh my” she said as we separated. I guess that was yours and mine”!
“Sure was, you ok with it”
“I guess so, pretty erotic when I think about it”.
My hands were busy playing with her small breasts and still hard nipples as we regained our breaths.
“I guess we should get dress for diner she said after a few minuets.
“I think maybe shower would be in order I suggested unless you want every one in the restaurant to know what we’ve been up to”.
“What do you mean”?
“Well I guess we reek of sex”!
“Oh My god, I’ll have to make sure I get well cleaned up, I cannot afford to have a trace of the smell on me when I get home”
“Relax, a quick shower and you’ll be sweet smelling again. I’m not sure about these though”! I reached across the bed and held up her knickers with a still soaked gusset
Oh, yeah, I’ll rinse them out in the shower, they’ll be dry by morning”
“Do you mind if I shower here, I only have one more clean set of clothes and if I put these on, I’m going to give the game away in the restaurant”
“Me too, Ok who’s first”
“You go” I suggested
I heard the water flow, I gave her a few seconds then followed in her into the bathroom. It was a good size walk-in shower
“Want me to scrub your back” I asked
“Oh, what…. No I’ll be…………”
I stepped into the shower anyway. Taking the sponge from her I added some gel and began to soap her back. Then I worked down her legs, kneeling down to soap all the way down to her feet. Sarah leaned forward to steady herself, her legs were spread a little for support against my rubbing and I soaped all the way up the inside of her thighs. Then standing behind her I soaped and fondled her breasts bringing her nipples to attention again.
She pushed her arse against me as I slipped a hand down between her legs
“Oh shit, not again” she sighed
My cock was hard again as she felt between her legs and guided it in to her waiting cunt.
Bending well forward under the cascading water she pushed back onto my willing shaft as I held one hip and with my other hand massaged her soft breast, tweaking her hard nipple for another satisfying fuck.
Sarah came yet again, sadly I didn’t cum but still enjoyed the contractions of her cunt on my cock.
Reluctantly we separated, to clean up proper. We dressed and went down for dinner.
Fortunately we found a quite corner and were able to talk without being overheard.
Sarah was a clearly a little uncomfortable as she tried to rationalize what we had done. “I feel so guilty” she whispered
“Why”
“Oh, you know, I can’t believe what we did”.
“Didn’t you enjoy it?”
“You know I did, that’s part of the problem. I don’t know how I’m going to face Ian when I get home”
“I hope you not going to tell him” I questioned
“Of course not silly, it’s just that our sex life was never like that”
“Well perhaps you can indicate some changes to him” I suggested
“Oh I’m not sure. I don’t think I could bring any of those things up in normal conversation”.
“Oh well you’ll just have to keep the memory just keep the memory”
“I guess so, unless…………..
“Unless what”
“Well, ………….there’s another conference I have to attend next month in Bristol, perhaps you could help out again” she grinned
“It would be my pleasure”
“And mine I hope”! she giggled
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My Twin Sister Abby
My twin sister Abby
Story # 1
Abby and I are twins; we are not identical but we look a lot alike. Even though I am a male our features are very similar. When we were little kids, we were best friends and did everything together. Our mom would even bath us together and we thought nothing of it. It was all very natural. We were just best friends. Abby is now 5’- 6” tall; blond with blue eyes and very pretty, she also has pretty nice size tits. I am 5’- 8” tall and darkish blond hair. I never had a sexual desire for my sister; I just thought of her as my sister. Abby has now grown to be a beautiful girl. She and I are popular in school and have a lot in common and a lot of the same friends. My name is Justice. Abby and I grew up as best friends, we are now 16 years old and juniors in high school. I do have a girl friend that I have been with for over a year, Abby also has a boy friend. But this story is not about them.
One evening Abby and I were talking while doing homework and she asked me if I was a virgin. I am still a virgin but didn’t want to admit it. I asked are you? She said yes she is a virgin; I didn’t feel so bad and said yes I’m still a virgin. She smiled and said I was just curios because you have been with Ashlyn for a long time. I said I tried to but she wants to wait. Abby said her boyfriend tries constantly but she doesn’t want to do it with him, it doesn’t feel rite and she is thinking on breaking it off.
Our parents are a very nice looking couple; they are both 37 years old slender and fit. I saw pictures of my mom when she was our age; she was hot looking just like my sister Abby; in fact they look a lot alike. It’s Friday and our parents informed us that they are leaving for an overnighter and Abby and I can stay home alone. We have always been good kids and have never been in any trouble and they trust us. Dad asked us to stay home and no friends over while they are gone. We agreed and said all would be cool.
My parents don’t know that I found the hidden porn movies in there closet. I watched a few of them before and now that they are leaving, it’s a good time to sneak them out and watch more of them.
Friday night after our parents were gone; I was rummaging through they’re closet looking for the movies when Abby walked in and asked what I was doing, I know she didn’t know about the movies, and I said mom and dad have fuck movies and since they’re gone I thought I would watch them. Abby was surprised and said you mean they have porn movies? I said yes I found them one day when I was looking for something. They don’t know that I know. I said have you ever seen a porn movie? Abby said no but I heard they show everything. I smiled and said they show people doing it; they even show girls doing it with each other. Abby smiled and said I have to see them too. I smiled and said sure. My parents had hidden them really well, but eventually Abby and I found them. We also found a CD that was separate and hidden back further in the closet and wrapped in news paper. It was labeled private with a marker and a smiley face; this one caught our attention and curiosity. We decided watch it first.
We went into Abby’s room to watch. She has a 42” flat screen TV and a better DVD player than me.
We were laughing like little kids sneaking around, and that’s exactly what we were. I was wearing pajama bottoms with no shirt. Abby was wearing a night gown with no bra and no panties but she was well covered and I thought nothing of it; after all we grew up twins and have seen each other in our pajamas all our lives.
I popped the DVD in labeled private. Our mouths dropped. It was our mom laying on the bed naked and my dad operating the camera. It was and older movie, about five years old. My sister looked at me and said should we be watching this? I smiled at her, and at the same time we both said yes we should as we
laughed. Our mom was hot looking, with big boobs and a hairy pussy; our dad was telling her what to do, he was saying stuff like; OK baby spread your legs and shows me what you got. Mom spread her legs and dad would get a close up of her pretty pussy while mom would finger fuck herself. It was hot and I had a huge boner. Then dad put the camera on a try pod and the next seen was mom sucking dad’s huge dick. Dad had his hands on the back of mom’s head and was fucking her face good and hard. Abby and I looked at each other and laughed as I said our parent’s rock. It was hot watching them on tape, then dad started jacking off in front of the camera while mom was finger fucking her pussy. Then dad re adjusted the camera for best view and slid his big dick in mom’s pussy as we watched with our mouths open. I said to Abby this is hot, she said I know; I see you have a big boner, I got a little embarrassed; Abby said that’s ok I’m wet as hell. I smiled at Abby and said I’m going to my room to take care of something as I was holding onto my big bulging dick. Abby laughed and said just jack yourself off hear and I’ll finger myself while we watch. This was really hot; I have not seen Abby’s private area’s since we reached puberty and she has not seen me either and a lot has changed since then, but we were both turned on watching mom and dad fuck suck and have fun.
I pulled my pajamas off. I had a huge boner and didn’t care if Abby saw, she looked at it and said wow you grew a little since we were kids, I smiled and stroked slowly as I watched my dad shoving a dildo up moms pussy, Abby pulled her nightgown up and exposed her pussy to me; It was so pretty and neat and Hairy looking. We were on her bed side by side and I said can I get a good look at your pussy, she said sure we can watch each other. I sat up and watched Abby slide her finger up and down the full length of her wet pussy crack, her finger and pussy was wet with pussy juice, she moaned and pumped as she watched dad dildo mom .She then turned her attention to me as I jacked my seven inch dick off. She said this is hot. We smiled as we watched each other play with ourselves. I said Abby I’m going to shoot; Abby sat up to watch. I said Abby, would you jack me off while I lie back and without hesitation Abby wrapped her hand around my dick and started stroking. It felt really good. It was the first time anyone other than me has touched my dick. Abby asked….. does it feel good. I said Abby it feels better than anything I’ve ever felt. I said I’m Cumming Abby, she stroked faster and harder and then it came in about 6 good squirts. Abby was great, she didn’t stop jacking me off until I was done, even though some got on her arm and a lot on me. I smiled at her as she laughed and said that was hot. I smiled and said do you want me to do you while you lie back, she just smiled and laid back and spread her legs, she said be easy and I said I would. I knew she is a virgin. I sat up over her as she continued watching my mom with my dad using a dildo on her. I slid my finger in her wet pussy and started sliding up and down the length of her crack; she moaned in ecstasy and pumped my hand. I went in all the way to her hymen and slid my finger all around my sister’s pussy; my sister climaxed several times and each time she would put her hand on top of mine with her finger penetrating on top of my finger as she pumped hard against my hand, it was hot. When the movie finished we stopped. I said that was awesome, she said it was the best feeling. She said that was a first for me. I also said it was a first for me too.
Abby and I stayed naked while we admired each other’s bodies. Abby’s tits were big with pink hard nipples; her pussy was hairy and her crack was grown up looking. She spread her legs for me to get a good close look, it was beautiful; I put my face down there and took a good whiff, it had slight smell but to me it was great. Abby got close to my dick as she got herself a closer look she moved it in all directions as we giggled like little kids. She wrapped her hand around it and kissed the head of my dick. What we were doing was hot and naughty and we knew it.
I told Abby that I didn’t want to be a virgin anymore, Abby smiled at me and said we should be each other’s first as we both smiled at each other, we both agreed…..no kissing on the lips……that would be too weird. We popped another movie in and watched some girl on girl action. I asked Abby if she would ever try it; she said maybe if the girl is pretty; I smiled with approval to her answer. We popped in another Movie and watched a couple of guy’s fucking a beautiful girl. It was hot and we were both turned on and ready.
I started by sucking on Abby’s big tits and worked my way down to her pussy where I spread her legs and put my tongue in and ate pussy to our delight; it taste great, it was juicy and wet .Abby moaned loudly loving what I was doing. She laid me on my back and put my dick in her mouth as she jacked me off and gave me my first blow job. Her mouth was warm and wet. I had never had a better feeling than that. Abby lied on her back I got on top and sucked on her big boobs and rubbed my dick on her wet pussy for a few minutes until the head of my dick found the right spot and slid in and stopped at her hymen, I asked if it feels good? She said it feels great, I said I’m going to push harder, she said I’m ready. I pushed in and she pushed back and my dick broke through; she yelped and then said it hurt then felt wonderful as we fucked each other hard and long, she was just so wet and it felt so good that I came hard in her pussy, she said she climaxed over and over, my twin sister’s pussy felt so good. We slept together that night and fucked two more times and once in the morning.
My twin sister and I did things to each other that only her and I are going to know about. It was a wonderful night of sex and incest. We put the movies back the way they were and everything back in order so our parents would never find out.
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