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Rommates with Benefits – The Pool Party

When I left off with the last story, my roommates Jenny and Amber, who were mother and daughter, were standing in the kitchen with me, all of us nude. The three of us had just had an incredible sex session together and were recuperating from all the physical exertion. After we had a refreshing drink in the kitchen, we decided to take a shower together in my master bathroom, which was large enough to contain the three of us comfortably. It was fun, we soaped each other up and generally teased each other while we were in the shower. First I thought we would end up having some more sex after drying up, with all the continued visual stimulation. But my dick didn’t really grow beyond a little stiffness at this point, which made it dangle around a little stronger than usually. I guess Jenny and Amber also were plenty worn out and we spent the rest of the day in the nude, but without any more sexual activity. Later in the evening, I tried to call some of my friends to see if they wanted to come over to join in the fun. However, they all had already made other plans and gone to various functions.
During the following week, I stopped by one of my neighbors down the road on my way home from work. Bob was working on his front lawn and when he saw me we started to chat. During the conversation, I casually mentioned what my two roommates and I had done during the previous weekend, which interested Bob a whole lot more than I would have expected. He and his wife Barbara, who were both in their late 40’s, had been over at my house in the past, and I at theirs, for social get-togethers. A sexual topic had never come up during those occasions. Only when I and Bob were talking alone to each other. You know, when two guys are talking trash. I thought they were quite innocent as a couple. Turns out, Bob told me that he and his wife would be very interested in having me over with my two roommates and doing some partying like we did the previous weekend. Bob had a built-in pool in the back yard with plenty of privacy, and he invited us to a pool party the following Saturday, exactly one week after the original sex session with my two roommates. He added that their teenage son had turned 18 just a few days ago. His name is Michael, and he is kind of nerdy. He is excellent in school, which his parents are very supportive of, but Bob thought that he probably never got laid before. He was not bad looking, but he was way too busy studying all throughout high school. Bob felt sorry for him and wanted him to get his first sexual experience. Bob and Barb also had a 19-year-old daughter, named Tanya. She was out of town in college.
The following Saturday, when it came time to go over to Bob’s place in the early afternoon, we put on clothes, having been in the nude until then. I put on swimming trunks and a t-shirt. Jenny put on a red bikini and Amber an orange one. Both two-pieces were quite skimpy and well-chosen for their respective bodies. They left little to the imagination and covered up just enough. Then they each slipped on a summer dress over their bikinis to walk over to our neighbors. Both Jenny and Amber knew what was going to happen while we were over there, including Michael’s sexual initiation. Amber smiled, winked with one eye and said she would take the initiative for that.
We arrived at our neighbors’ and went straight to the back yard, where Bob, Barb, and Michael were already waiting, and they had refreshing drinks and snacks ready for us. Barb had Japanese ancestry. She was petite, had straight, black, shoulder-long hair, and generally looked very cute. She was wearing a tie-dye tanktop that revealed her midriff, and a white bikini bottom. A few minutes after our arrival, she suggested: “Why don’t we get more comfortable and let our whole bodies take advantage of the nice weather ?” With that, she stripped off her tanktop, revealing boobs that were as small as they were perky. When she took off her bikini bottom, I could see a shaved and very smooth pubic area with a butterfly tattoo right above her pussy lips. Her husband, my roommates and myself followed suit, and found ourselves in the nude. Only Matthew hesitated and instead was clearly blushing. When his mom noticed, she encouraged him to get rid off his clothes.
He responded: “Mom, I have never seen you or dad naked. We usually wear bathing suits around our pool”. I’m not comfortable with this.
His mom then said: “Matthew, you are an adult now, old enough for mature activities. Don’t be shy and join in. There are already five of us adults in our birthday suits.”
He proceeded to take off his swimming trunks. He turned away from us as he was doing this and sat down on one of the reclining lawn chairs, still with his back turned towards us.
His mom then reminded us all that we should apply sunscreen and she suggested that we pair up to apply the lotion to each other, since we needed to make sure that the sunscreen covers our whole bodies, especially those areas where the sun usually don’t shine. The women had obvious tanlines, and everyone’s asses and pubic areas were completely untanned. We agreed and right away, Amber walked over to Michael. Bob paired up with Jenny, which left me and Barb. I did not mind at all. As Jenny and Barb rubbed the sunscreen onto Bob and me, respectively, I glanced over where Amber and Michael were sitting. She asked him to turn around which meant he would be facing all of us. Now it became obvious why he had turned away in the first place. His dick was rock hard. With his inexperience in all things sexual, it must have grown quickly as soon as our clothes came off.
Amber said: “I better make sure that I don’t get sunburned on my untanned boobs,” and very sensually applied the sunscreen on her gorgeous boobs. She repeatedly moved her hands over her nipples, flicking them in the process. Michael was watching with his jaw open and his dick kept twitching. He was obviously and extremely turned on by what he saw. Amber smiled and said she will have Michael finish with her body in a little bit, and then she turned her attention to him. She rubbed lotion on the front of his body. When she arrived at his crotch area, she first rubbed the untanned area around his dick, then she rubbed the underside of his dick by pressing it against his abdomen. Then she applied the lotion to his whole dick by wrapping her right hand around his hard member. She slowly ran her hand up and down. Not five seconds later, Michael let out a moan he was trying to suppress, his body started twitching, and cum shot out of his cock, so forcefully that some of it hit Amber’s chin and stuck to it. When he was done cumming, he said “I’m so sorry”. Amber responded: “That’s OK, man. Really!” We all nodded in agreement. Michael clearly had a lot of sexual energy built up. And even after he had that strong orgasm, his dick stayed rock hard.
The other two ladies took the cue from what Amber did and spent more time than necessary to apply sunscreen to our dicks. As a result, Bob and I both got a hard-on, although we did not cum at this time. Bob’s hard dick was shaped like a banana, I noticed. After the three of us guys were done getting sunscreen applied to our front and back, it was us our turn to do the same for the gals. We returned the favor and rubbed the lotion on the women’s entire respective bodies. We remained paired up the same way. At this time, Michael glanced over to his dad and me to learn from us. We payed special attention the women’s boobs and rubbed them extensively. We could hear quiet moans come out of all three of them when we did. Barb’s nipples reacted particularly strongly to the stimulation from my hands. They kept growing longer and longer and ended up being about ¼ inch long. Bob leaned over and said: “I thought you might like that” Some time later, we spent a lot of time on their inner thighs, working our way to their pussies. We agreed that their respective clits needed a lot of sunblock protection in particular. More so by rubbing than by using more product. We got each of the women to get at least a couple of orgasms that way and finished up applying the sunscreen on the rest of their bodies. Each of the three of us maintained hard-ons the entire time.
All of us being fully protected from the sun’s rays, we jumped into the pool. We did some horseplaying in the pool. While this was going on, Bob and I agreed to grab the women by their waist and set them down on the side of the pool, to give them oral sex. Bob then called over to Michael in the pool: “Son, watch this and follow our example”. We still continued with the same pairings. Bob grabbed Jenny, I grabbed Barb. We lifted them up on the edge of the pool and set them down on their asses. We lifted up their legs and spread them. All this while we were still standing in the pool. When Michael saw this, he did the same with Amber, including what was still to come. After spreading their legs, we locked our lips onto their respective pussies and worked on their clits, pussy lips and vaginas. The women kept cumming again and again. They had to keep their voices down to make sure that nobody on the street, all the way on the other side of the house, would hear them.
After we were done with the tongue-lashing, we got out of the pool. We went over to the reclining chairs, which thankfully were very sturdy and didn’t tip over easily. Barb kneeled down on all fours on the chair, and I penetrated her doggiestyle. Her pussy was very tight, considering she had given birth to two children. Jenny laid down on her back and Bob fucked her missionary-style. Apparently, his upward-curving dick stimulated her G-spot especially strongly. She wiggled around on the chair like mad and kept saying how good Bob made her feel. Amber had Michael lie down on his back. She straddled him and lowered her pussy onto him, getting his dick to enter her from below. Again, it didn’t take him long to have an orgasm. After a few seconds, he shook and moaned while shooting his load into Amber’s pussy. He kept going, though, and ended up having almost as many orgasms as the women had while they were fucking us. I was impressed!
Eventually we all had our share of orgasms and took a break. There were enough reclining chairs for each of us individually. We each grabbed another refreshing drink and laid down to rest, listening to some nice, mellow music. The light breeze in the air helped get rid of the heavy sweat that we all had accumulated during our sex session.
Then something happened that reminded me of the previous weekend which I described in my last story: Someone unexpectedly walked in on us. This time it was Bob’s and Barb’s daughter, Michael’s older sister. She came home from college this weekend as a surprise. When she arrived in the house, she heard us chilling behind the house and came right out to the backyard. To her surprise, she saw the six of us laying naked on the reclining lawn chairs. Her parents said hello to her and invited her to get undressed. She said she never thought she would ever see her family like this, but that she acquired quite a bit of sexual experience since entering college, so she didn’t mind. With that, she took off her t-shirt, jean-shorts, bra, and panties. Tanya definitely got most of her genes from her mom. Her face was Japanese and she, too, had that petite Asian body with the small and very cute boobs. Her pussy was topped by a small patch of black pubic hair. And her ass was to die for! I noticed that when she turned around to place her folded clothes on the grass behind her. Her ass was absolutely perfectly rounded. When she bent down, she spread her legs ever so slightly, revealing her pussy lips from behind. Man, did I get turned on! Tanya noticed my hardening dick when she turned back around. She looked at me, winked at me and had a devious smile on her face.
I quickly introduced my roommates to her and vice versa. This was followed by Tanya saying that she had an idea. She walked over to Amber, who were both college girls and about a year apart in age. Amber was still lying on her back, and Tanya got on all fours above Amber, facing the opposite direction. Yes, the two of them proceeded to have a 69! The rest of us gasped and couldn’t believe what we were seeing. We didn’t mind at all, of course. Then Barb got up, walked over to Jenny, and got on top of her. They also got into a 69.
This left Bob, his son, and myself. The three of us were absolutely stunned, watching in awe what the two pairs of women were doing to each other. We got up to get closer to the two reclining chairs the women were on. All three of us were already rock hard again. Again, due to Michael’s inexperience, this extreme stimulation was too much for him, and he had another orgasm. He shot out more cum as soon as he had gotten up. All it took to get him over the edge was that he briefly touched his dick by taking his erection between his thumb and forefinger and sliding the two fingers along his shaft once.
We were exposed to incredible visual stimulation, watching the two pairs of women go at it with the 69’s, and accompanying audible stimulation through the moans of the four women. Because of what we were experiencing, it didn’t matter any more who was related to whom. The three of us guys proceeded to fuck the women, switching around between them again and again. With them being on the reclining lawn chairs, we had easy access to all four of their pussies, either by standing down or by kneeling down. We were penetrating them from behind at the same time that they were continually giving each other oral sex in two’s with the 69’s. Judging by the multiple orgasms that the four women had again and again, they were enjoying themselves a great deal. They stayed in place and us guys made the rounds. We were able to move around freely, since it was three guys and four gals. One of the women was always available, meaning one of the four pussies was always not being fucked at any given time.
We lasted quite a while, even Michael this time. It helped that we had multiple orgasms before, especially Michael, and that we periodically gave our dicks a break while we were moving from one woman/pussy to the next. But even this round of raw sex had to come to an end. At about the same time, Bob, Michael, and I were indicating that we were about to cum. The four women got up quickly and got into a semi-circle, on their knees, with their backs straight up. Their faces were close to each other. This enabled the three of us guys to place our dicks in front of the four women’s faces. We shot out our cum at the same time, all over the four faces in front of us. We had plenty of cum left in us and covered their faces with spurt after spurt.
That was enough sex for all of us for now. We each took a shower to clean off the sweat, and the women also washed off all the cum on their faces. We enjoyed the rest of the afternoon at the pool. Still in the nude, but without any more sex. Eventually, my roommate and me put our clothes back on and headed back home. We all agreed that we had a very memorable and enjoyable day.

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Tales of Kairndal Part 1: Act 2

Back with the second chapter! I’m still hoping for plenty of comments on how to make my story better as well as requests as to what races and fetishes you might like to see. Anyway, the saga continues as Alaric finds himself looking back at his life while making progress moving forward.

True Story

The “Sisters Game” – Part 1

I’ve been mulling this over in my head for quite some time now as to whether I should put down some very erotic memories into a permanent form and to share these events with a global audience. I did decide, obviously, to finally share these stories. These stories will be broken into parts. The overall story is of how a bet I made with a female friend turned into a lifelong obsession with having sex with women who were sisters. I have been lucky enough to have had 3 sets over the last 20 years, but I am always on the lookout for a 4th.

Sex Joke

CLASS IN THE SUPERNATURAL

A professor at the University is giving a seminar on the supernatural. To get a feel for his audience, he asks them, “How many folk here believe in ghosts?”
About 80 students raise their hands.
“That’s a good start,” says the professor, “For those who believe in ghosts, do any of you think you’ve ever seen a ghost?”
About 40 students raise their hands.
“That’s really good,” continues the professor, “I’m really glad you take this seriously. Has anyone here ever talked to a ghost?”
15 students raise their hands.
“That’s a great response,” remarks the impressed professor, “has anyone here ever touched a ghost?”
3 students raise their hands.
“Brilliant. But let me ask you one question further…Have any of you ever been intimate with a ghost?”
One of his students from a Redneck state raises his hand.
The professor is astonished. He takes off glasses, takes a step back, and says, “Son, all the years I’ve been giving this lecture, no one has ever claimed that.You’ve got to come up here and tell us about your experience.”
The redneck student replies with a nod and begins to make his way up to the podium.
The professor asks, “Well, tell us what it’s like to have made love to a ghost.”
The student replies, “Ghost?!? Dang it!… I thought you said `goats.'”

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my redhead sister…part 2!

My mom gasped in horror…”oh my god!” she screamed at me and my sister..She grabbed my sisters arm, turned her around, and shoved her into the bathroom wall..She smacked her round little ass so hard my sister began crying, and I could see tears running down her eyes…but then things got really fucked up..mom slid her fingers into my sister pussy..”I want you to taste your cunt, you fucking pervert..” she made my sister shove her wet finger into her mouth…as she did this mom slowly took off her clothes..I never thought much of how good my mom looks but she looked really fucking hot..
she got up on the bathroom counter, and shoved my sisters face into her well trimmed bush..”lick mommys pussy” she grabbed debra’s hair, and pushed Debra’s head even closer to her…She grabbed Debra by the neck and started making out with her, and then pushed Debra’s head right back were she wanted it to go…My mom was moaning so much, and I think Debra started enjoying it a little bit…of course my cock was so hard I could feel pre cum dripping out..”Don’t just stand there Dave, give mommy your cock” I readily complied, and mom grabbed my cock as she was getting eaten out, by my little sister…Mom spat on her hand a couple times to lube up my stiffy…”lets all go to the bedroom, NOW” she said as she turned my younger sister around and gave her another spanking. My sister didn’t cry this time she started moaning, and I could see her pussy juice dripping down her sexy legs…
Mom threw me on the bed..”do you want me to show Debra how to fuck?” I just stared at mom..She came closer, and grabbed my hard cock…”do you want me to show Debra how to fuck?! ” she yelled . “YES!” “thats more like it. Mom took Debra’s hear and shoved it on my cock..They both took turns sucking on my swollen member. Mom sat on my face, and place her dripping we pussy on my tongue..it was hard to breathe but moms pussy was so nice and warm, and every time i licked it she moaned some more ..”switch with me she told Debra..Debra nearly jumped on my face as mom began riding my cock..I could barely hold off..I started sucking on my moms perfect D breast..She was moaning so much. She rode my so hard…I could see her pussy dripping on me..Debra kept shoving her pussy in my face.
.:” lean forward Debra, I wanna lick you ass” Debra leaned a bit forward and mom stuck her tongue in out of debras ass as she fucked me..mom put one of her fingers in debra ass, and finger fucked her until she couldnt take it anymore…
“Debra mommy wants your pussy…”
mom shoved me aside, and got on all fours..”Debra go in front of mom so I could lick your pussy, while I get fucked in the ass” the thought of fucking moms hot ass, nearly made me cum…Mom turned over, and stuck her ass up in the air…Debra waited pateintly to get pussy licked..and I got behind mom to ass fuck her..”just shove it in you fucking perv…” I shoved my swollen cock into her tight ass, and began fucking her really hard…She had a hard time controlling how she was licking debras fiery crotch,, but she was doing something right, becuase Debra was definetely enjoying it..It was only a few minutes after I started fucking mom, that I just couldnt take it ..I had been grabbing moms breast, and fucking her in the ass so hard..that i couldnt take it anymore ..”Im Cumming!” I yelled ..mom turned around,, and grabbed my cock with her mouth …she grabbed Debra’s head, and they shared the last bit of cum that I had left…I grabbed moms ass , and spanked it as a way of saying thank you ..she replied buy giving me a huge kiss with her tongue down my throat…she also made sure I saw her and Debra shared my sperm as they made out with each other…”Dave, take a break because mommy and Debra need to finish off…”
She lay Debra with her stomach flat and massaged her naked body..she focused mostly on her cute little ass, and slid her hands between her asscheeks to reach her sexy pussy…”turn over!” she yelled. Debra turned over, and spread her legs for mom..Mom didnt seem to expect that, but didnt seem to mind…Mom shoved her fingers deep inside Debras pussy…she kept making Debra taste her pussy juices…Mom leaned forward and started kissing her body upwards..She stopped for awhile, and sucked on her tiny nipples which were already hard as rocks…
the scene was so hot. mom and Debra were naked, and Debra was on top of mom..They began making out and I could see their hands rubbing each others clits..I wanted in on it but it was so hot to see…mom would occaisonly slip a finger or two into debra, and I would see Debra scream…Debra could barely handle it ..I knew she was going to cum soon..mom got up and put her pussy on Debra’s face, and started licking Debras pussy in a sixty nine position..They both squirmed and moaned so much I was sitting at the edge of the bed, and could feel myself getting really hard again..Suddenly, mom yelled “IM CUMMING!” and she squirted her pussy all over Debra’s face, chest and titties…mom took her hand and kept rubbing Debra’s clit..until…Debra was shaking so much she couldnt talk…”both of you go clean up in the bathroom, mom will be there in a minute to help you guys” we both smiled, and my cock grew even harder….

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A secret brother and sisters secret romance

My name is Sean and I grew up in a large family; three sisters and two brothers. I was the fifth born out of the six. My two older sisters and two older brothers are within a year apart and at least ten years older than me. When I was two my little sister Mary was born. Mary was like a gift from god for me. With both of my parents working and my brothers and sisters living their lives Mary and I became more like companions than brother and sister.
Mary and I grew to depend on one another. I looked out for her and she looked out for me. It wasn’t long after Mary’s birthday when our father died of a heart attack. Mary and I became even closer when the rest of the family became more withdrawn from each other. Our mother tried to keep us strong and together but all of our older brothers and sisters moved out and started their own lives. They keep in touch and we still talk just over the phone.
Our mom received a healthy life insurance claim from our father so she didn’t have to work anymore. This caused her to become even more disconnected with reality. She started to drink heavily she would smoke almost two packs of cigarettes a day. Mary and I were forced to take care of each other until I turned nineteen in 1993. That’s when I came home from work and found my mother lying face down on the bathroom floor. She was there all day and I couldn’t let Mary see her. I contacted her school and asked if they could keep her there until I came to get her and not to let her know why. It took about two and a half hours for the police and coroner to do their thing and get out of the house so I could go and get Mary and bring her home.
Mary didn’t take the news well and having to be the adult and call our other brothers and sisters and inform them of the tragic news wasn’t easy. By the next morning our brothers and sisters were all home and were working franticly to get our mother laid to rest with our father. Our parent’s estate was now up for grabs and our brothers and sisters seemed more concerned in what was theirs rather than mourn our mother. I got angry and cursed all of them for being greedy. I cursed them for leaving and forcing me to take care of our mother while they were out living there lives with their new families. They didn’t care enough to come home and check on their younger brother and sister or there depressed mother. I guess that’s all it took for them to back off and leave everything to Mary and me.
After the funeral everybody stuck together for a couple of weeks and then went back to their normal lives leaving Mary and I to tie up all the loose ends. We stayed in our parent’s house until Mary Graduated and we put the house and five acres of land on the market. With the life insurance from our father and the proceeds from the house and land Mary and I had enough to start our new lives and then some.
We bought a new house not far from where we lived before and decided to invest the money that we did have in real-estate. With Mary in school and me working we didn’t see each other as much as we wanted to until Mary came home. Mary was now twenty and I twenty two and she dropped a bombshell on me telling me that she was eight weeks pregnant. At first I was furious but warmed up to the fact that I was going to have a little niece or nephew pretty quickly. When Mary told me that the father didn’t want to have anything to do with her or the baby made me furious. Mary understood my anger but soon calmed me down with her sensible mind and soothing voice.
Later that night I was laying in bed when Mary walked in to my room and sat on the edge of my bed to talk. She asked me a very logical question. “Is the reason you’re angry because I’m pregnant or because your jealous?” I looked at her not saying a word when she leaned in and kissed me. We embraced each other holding on afraid to let go. The passion was immense running our hands all over each other’s bodies. Finally she stopped and looked into my eyes not wanting to break the moment if passion and removed her nightgown. The only thing separating our two bodies was the thin fabric of my underwear. Our kiss continued as I reached down to grab the waistband of my boxers and could barely get them half way off before Mary was on top of me. That’s when I felt her warm hand grab the base of my penis and guided it in side of her hot opening. I squeeze of her womanhood sent shivers through my spine as she rocked forward accepting more of me inside of her. I placed my hands on her hips and synchronized my movements with hers. Her wetness engulfed me as I sat up wrapping my arms around the woman that I have been in love with for so long. Our kiss and our embrace seemed to have lasted for hours. In one smooth movement I rotated her and myself on the bed. I was now on top of my sister looking her in the face. The light from the moon outside reflected on her face. She was biting her bottom lip as I gazed into her beautiful blue eyes; her blond highlights in her dark hair accentuated her face. As I would thrust forward her head would rock back her chin would face the ceiling. The sensation of our bodies moving in unison the heat in the room and the passion in the bed must have put her over the top. Mary placed her hands flat on my stomach and then moved them around to my sides and said in a seductive and raspy voice “Kiss me my brother!” I took a breath and leaned in and kissed my sister like I had never kissed anyone before. The sharpness of her fingernails on my back and the way she inhaled me told me that she had just climaxed. I continued to please my sister plunging deep inside of her releasing all of my pent up aggression and all of the lust that I have felt for her for so long. I drained myself into my sister and it just felt so right.
We finished that night and never left each other’s arms. We held each other till the sun came up and made the same passionate love again and again. We continue this relationship that we have but nobody knows that we are brother and sister. They believe us to be husband and wife since we already have the same last name. We have a little girl now her name is Sarina Marie and she is seven years old she has no clue that I am not her father and believes me to be. Mary is pregnant again but not by my seed this is a secret that the love of my life and I will take to the grave with us. We have been together now for almost eight years and haven’t seen the rest of our brothers and sister since before that and plan to keep it that way.

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Harry Potter – ‘Ginny want Ron and Hermione’

Ginny was sitting by the fire, waiting for Ron in the Gryffindor common room so she could escort him up to the girls’ dormitory to meet Hermione. She was enjoying the warmth of the fire on her skin and listening to it crackle in the background. She had her feet tucked under her and was absentmindedly stroking her leg, lost in thought about everything that had happened between the three of them that summer at the Burrow.
Ron and Hermione had started out as inseparable, and Ginny had spied on them more than once. That time on the edge of the field, after Ron had finished Quidditch drills with their brothers, and then again from beneath her bedroom window when they snuck out in the middle of the night to the garden. Often, when Hermione had left Ginny’s room during the night, she’d go down the hall to Ron’s room, press her ear against the door and listen to them. It was strange really, she wasn’t intruding for some simple voyeuristic thrill, but she was genuinely turned on by them…both.
As last summer had drawn to a close, Ron and Hermione began to fight – a lot. While they still liked each other, it became apparent that things between them, as a couple, just weren’t working out. They decided to stop dating, and in the course of her emotional turmoil, Hermione turned to Ginny.
Hours of girl talk lead to touching, kissing and petting, and eventually both Hermione and Ginny gave into their curiosity under the umbrella of their tight friendship and became lovers.
It was easy for Ginny to come to terms with the fact that she was attracted to witches, Hermione in particular, but then there was Ron, her brother.
They’d always been so close. She loved the way her protected her, and seemed to pay her special attention…and it was only recently that she could perhaps read between the lines of some of his actions to know that he thought of her rather fondly as well.
Of course the whole situation was taboo, but perhaps that was some of the appeal. Ginny consoled herself with the knowledge that purebloods had inbred for centuries, in the interest of keeping the lineage pure, so the desire to have her brother as a lover was merely a part of her heritage, right?
Just after school started, Ron and Hermione had healed themselves from their break-up and while they decided not to try to date again, they remained close friends and quite attracted to each other.
Hermione also confessed to Ron that she and Ginny had become lovers. At first, Ron was shocked, but the more he thought about it, he really didn’t seem to mind…that was putting it mildly, he found it bloody hot, and let his mind run wild with the possibilities.
Hermione often fantasized what it would be like to be with both of them, but the whole incest set-up caused her to worry. Hermione eventually let her wicked desire be known to Ginny, and was most surprised when Ginny was eager to make Hermione’s dream come true and bring her brother to bed with them.
Ginny saw the situation as an opportunity to test the waters with Ron. Hermione would be there as a buffer, but they all loved each other and what better way to see how far Ron was willing to go with his own baby sister?
Just then, Ron came down the stairs from the boys’ dormitory and saw Ginny curled in the chair. He’d been thinking about how bloody fantastic it had been last summer, when he and Hermione couldn’t keep their hands off each other, and he couldn’t wait to shag her again.
He was also rather turned on about the thought of Hermione being with his sister, and that really was something he wanted to see. He loved Ginny, she was gorgeous and sensual and he had let his eyes linger on her in a most non-brotherly way when he peeked on her in the shower many times and then disappeared to wank from the vision. Part of him really did want to cross that line, as wrong as it was. Would it happen tonight? Could he handle it if things got a little out of hand? No. Things won’t get out of hand. We’re not going to touch each other, he justified. Hermione will be between us.
Ginny leapt up when she saw Ron approaching. She gave him a big hug, pulled back and smiled warmly. Without a word, she took Ron by the hand and began to lead him up the stairs. Ginny lurched forward as Ron, still holding her hand, had stopped, “What is it Ron?”
“It’s just – you’re my sister –”
Ginny gave her brother a teasing smile, “Come on Ron, you know how much you want to watch two witches, and who better than two that you love…and who love you back?” she said matter-of factly, and jerked him up the stairs again.
Hermione had tidied up her room, lit sweet-smelling candles of lilac and gardenia, and charmed the illumination to perfectly bathe the room in aroma and light. Hermione was pleased with the way it turned out. But she couldn’t help but worry a little, wondering how she would really feel if Ron touched Ginny the way she knew that Ginny wanted him to. Hermione knew Ginny, and she knew that Ginny would most likely try something tonight… bold and stubborn, to the core, were her Weasleys.
Ginny reached Hermione’s door and gripped Ron’s hand tightly, pulling him a bit closer. She turned to look up at him, her face glowing with excitement. “Ron, I love you and we both love Hermione…we’ve all shared so much, we’re the best of friends… let’s just enjoy this…” She ran her thumb over the top of Ron’s hand and smiled at him reassuringly while she knocked on Hermione’s door.
Hermione stood up at the knock on her door, and smoothed the skirt of her school uniform, which she had charmed to be a little shorter than regulation on purpose. She spared one last quick glance at herself in the mirror – it was warm in her room so she wasn’t wearing the vest, only the blouse and the tie of her uniform, the skirt and the grey knee socks, Mary Janes and simple white cotton bra and knickers underneath.
Hermione had made several attempts to tame her hair but had finally just let it run wild, charming it so it wasn’t frizzy, at least. She looked at the reflection in the mirror and said, “Not bad, for a girl who’s about to get shagged silly by two redheads.” Then, blushing, she went to the door and opened it. Ron and Ginny were gorgeous, standing side-by-side and holding hands. Ginny was beaming, and Ron looked a little nervous but his eyes lit up when he saw her. She put her arms out and beckoned them into her room. “Weasleys,” she said, grinning.
Ginny gave Ron’s hand a final quick squeeze and then dropped it as she stepped into the room to give Hermione a kiss hello. She reached her hands up to cup Hermione’s face and pressed her lips against the brunette’s. She felt Hermione’s hands reach her waist and she pressed her body in closer. Ginny sighed in Hermione’s mouth and then turned her head slightly to the side to glance at Ron. Are you watching this? she asked with her eyes.
Ron moved into the room and shut the door and leaned against it. He felt his stomach clench when Ginny looked coyly over at him and could not take his eyes off of her. His heart was racing and he remained glued to the door, not wanting either of them know how much he suddenly wanted to taste Ginny’s sweet mouth for himself.
Hermione felt the lust that had been fleeting within her all day coalesce into this moment, and her insides lurched as the reality of it hit her. Ron and Ginny Weasley, she thought, naked and sweaty in my bed, touching me… Hermione lost control, and she moaned much louder than she had ever before, a primal, needy noise that rumbled out of her throat and into Ginny’s mouth.
Hermione took hold of Ginny’s neck and kissed the redhead hard, grinding her hips against Ginny’s and turning to give Ron a smoky, passionate gaze. “Fuck… oh…” she panted against Ginny’s lips, and writhed against Ginny, letting the other witch know how much she wanted her, wanted them, and she turned Ginny towards the bed, undoing the buttons on her blouse as she walked.
Ginny slid her tongue into Hermione’s mouth, making sure Ron could see. She let her hands move up Hermione’s head and gripped her hair while Hermione rocked against her. She moaned back eagerly and let Hermione guide her to the bed. Ginny’s hands slid from Hermione’s hair to her neck, loosening her tie and then unhitching her buttons.
When they reached the bed Ginny sat back while Hermione straddled her hips. They continued to remove each other’s shirts all the while kissing and moaning and stealing glances at their fellow Gryffindor, who was still glued to the door.
Ron felt shaky and he rested all his weight against the door. It was suddenly very hot in the room. He pulled his sweater off and the knot loose from his tie. He couldn’t believe how fucking sexy Hermione and his sister were. No worries, no conversation, just passion and lust. His focus settled on Ginny’s face; she looked enraptured and she was just being kissed. Fuck. She must look like a Goddess when she cums…
Hermione had Ginny’s blouse off and she was undoing her ivory cotton and lace bra, sparing a glance at how lovely it was before depositing it on the floor. Hermione turned and looked at Ron, who seemed transfixed and conflicted.
“It’s all right, Ron… you’ll get your turn with me… I just, want to lick your sister’s pussy, first…” Hermione turned her head back around and kissed Ginny’s neck, and without looking pointed at the plush chair near her fire. The chair lifted up, and Hermione pointed to its new destination, a lovely vantage point near the foot of the bed, so Ron could sit down. And watch.
Ginny craved the feel Hermione’s touch on her bare skin and quickly finished unbuttoning Hermione’s shirt. She then moved her hands around Hermione’s back to unclasp her white cotton bra and slid it slowly down her elegant shoulders. Ginny then put her mouth back on Hermione’s, kissing her deeply, greedily all the while watching Ron as he obediently settled in the chair.
Lick your sister’s pussy. Ron smacked his lips involuntarily as heard Hermione say these words. He was transfixed watching the girls undress and kiss each other, and for the life of him he couldn’t stop thinking about Ginny cumming right in front of his face. Once he settled in the chair, he slid his tie from the collar of his shirt and let it drop to the floor and rocked his hips in the chair a couple of times, trying to ease the tension in his straining cock.
Hermione attacked Ginny’s neck, and moved her mouth up to the redhead’s mouth, leaving a hot trail of saliva in her wake. She took Ginny’s breasts in her hands, kneading and squeezing the ample, pale flesh, and pushed her back onto the bed so her head was on the pillows. Hermione moaned Ginny’s name low and guttural in her throat, and regarded her with that predatory glance – she was hungry for Ginny’s treasures.
Hermione kissed her way down Ginny’s pale, freckled stomach and pulled her skirt down and off, throwing it to land near Ron’s feet. Hermione parted Ginny’s legs and she could feel Ron watching… she kissed and licked the insides of Ginny’s thighs and moaned.
“Ginny… sweet Merlin…” Hermione was on all fours with her arse pointed towards Ron, and she knew he could see her knickers, soaked as they were, and Hermione reached between her legs with one hand, positioning the other hand on Ginny’s knickers, and she tugged their gussets to the side at the same time, working her own clit. Then she gasped, a little surprised at the sight of Ginny’s hairless pussy.
Ginny let her legs fall open wide for Hermione and arched up into her mouth as she felt her friend’s tongue explore her freshly smoothed folds. Ginny smiled wickedly at Hermione’s reaction and then moaned her name when Hermione’s mouth returned to her sex.
Ron’s hand drifted to his cock, straining and budging through his school trousers. He stroked himself as he saw Hermione’s little display from behind. “Hermione…” he moaned, taking in how pink and wet she was. Ron leaned forward and gripped the footboard with his free hand to steady himself, and he inhaled deeply, smelling Hermione’s arousal.
Hermione wiggled her bum for Ron’s benefit, holding her knickers aside and sliding two fingers into her wet entrance and working her clit with her thumb as she enjoyed Ginny’s smooth, soft pussy lips and laved her tongue all over them, tasting Ginny’s heat and her sex.
Hermione captured Ginny’s clit in her mouth and sighed lustily, caressing her thighs and sliding two fingers into Ginny’s wet hole. She turned her head briefly and saw Ron leaning in and smelling her, and she moaned and spread her pussy open for him, wider, wanting him to see what the two of them did to her.
Ginny grasped the bed sheets and wailed loudly, “Hermione…ooooh,” as her tender lips were being worked over so well. She then lifted her head and looked at Ron, and their eyes locked. All those times he lingered in the shower paled in comparison to this moment, as they shared their mutual lust for Hermione.
Ginny sighed and her lips parted, her brow furrowing from the pleasure she was feeling. While still staring at her brother, Ginny ran her fingers through Hermione’s hair and panted, “Hermione, I want to taste your sweet pussy… I want Ron to see what my tongue can do…”
Ron looked longingly into Hermione’s sex and he groaned with frustration. Then his met Ginny’s lust gaze and he sank back into the chair, resting his head against the back so he could just stare at the two of them. He unhitched his belt and pulled his shirt over his head. He then resettled and nearly came in his own hand when he heard Ginny say she wanted him to watch her tongue fuck Hermione.
Hermione was so lusty, she barely comprehended the hidden meanings of what Ginny was suggesting, she was so eager to feel everything that Ginny’s tongue could do. “Turn around, then,” Hermione panted, “Lie down with your head at the foot of the bed and I’ll mount you.”
Hermione sat up and took her knickers and her skirt off, depositing them on the floor as she watched Ginny swing around. Hermione caressed Ginny and reached her hands down the lithe redhead’s body to her hips, tugging her knickers down and off. A wicked impulse seized her and before she could stop herself, Hermione tossed Ginny’s damp knickers directly at Ron and they landed just touching the head of his cock.
My baby sister’s face so close to my cock, Ron thought, as Ginny settled at the foot of the bed. He was stroking himself wondering what she must be thinking when her knickers were suddenly dangling from the tip of his cock. They felt so soft and, fuck, he could feel the damp spot against his skin. He groaned and, knowing Hermione would probably have a heart attack, followed an impulse and wrapped his sister’s knickers around his cock and continued moving his hand.
Hermione watched Ron for a moment and idly wondered if it were the first time he’d wanked with a pair of Ginny’s knickers. Then she just smiled and swung her leg over Ginny’s shoulders, leaving her contemplation of the fate of the Weasley laundry basket for another time.
Hermione’s thoughts turned immediately to the bare, fragrant pussy of Ginny Weasley as the younger witch’s legs fell open. “Oh, Ginny,” Hermione moaned, and lowered her head to Ginny’s folds as she pressed her hips down into Ginny’s face. “Mmmmn…” Hermione moaned contentedly as their tongues took up that familiar dance, teasing, delving and licking, and Hermione sighed with pleasure. Ginny knows me so well, she thought. So does Ron.
Ginny arched her head back and could see Ron using her knickers against his cock. Yeah, I knew you’d do that. Then she brought her head forward again and tilted it up into Hermione’s glistening pussy. She used her tongue to give Hermione’s clit and labia a gentle oral massage. She took all of Hermione’s sex in her mouth, rolling, sucking and licking all around. Her mouth was salivating generously from the taste and she was content to work Hermione over for a very long time…especially knowing Ron could see every move she made.
Ron watched Ginny’s tongue move deftly in the creases and folds of Hermione’s pussy. Fuck. Here they were, faces buried in each other’s pussies, for him to see… just like he knew they had been behind Ginny’s closed door last summer at the Burrow. He stroked his cock faster, feeling the soft fabric caress the underside of his shaft while picturing the place where these knickers had just been.
Hermione moaned and ground her hips down against Ginny’s face, feeling wicked and more wanton from Ron watching the two of them as Ginny’s experienced tongue found every delicate spot on her drenched pussy. Hermione could feel her fluids leaking out of her opening, sticky and hot, and she realized she was going to cum like a river, a flood, she was going to drown poor Ginny Weasley in pussy juice and she knew Ginny would be happy about it.
Hermione held herself steady as Ginny found a perfect rhythm with fingers and tongue, and followed suit, delving into Ginny’s smooth labia and sucking her clit into her mouth. Hermione had wrapped her arms around Ginny’s thighs and held the younger witch’s bare sex open, laving her tongue in broad, hard strokes over Ginny’s pussy. Hermione closed her eyes and savored the feel of cunt, Ginny’s sweet, delicious cunt, so fragrant and alive and open…
Ginny continued to let her tongue play and lap up Hermione’s abundant juices. “Cum for me, gorgeous,” she said exhaling hot breath into Hermione’s folds. “I want you to gush in my face… let Ron see you cum on my tongue and lap you up.”
Hermione moaned as her climax approached, and then crashed over her, an avalanche of pleasure and sensation that made her cry out, screaming her ecstasy against Ginny’s smooth folds, licking the younger witch harder as her eyes squeezed shut and tears of joy rolled out of her eyes. Hermione licked Ginny as she felt her own pussy clenching and gripping Ginny’s fingers, and she knew she had gushed a lot, and she looked forward to seeing Ginny’s face, covered with her cum.
Ginny moaned and made a show with her tongue of licking the river of fluids pouring from Hermione. She dragged her tongue up and down Hermione’s thighs, returning to her entrance to curl her tongue in and collect more. She arched her head back a little to catch Ron’s gaze while she continued to lick her down as she felt her own release nearing.
Ron’s eyes were glazed over when he heard Hermione cum on his sister’s face. Ron watched shamelessly as Ginny drank Hermione’s fluids, and he suddenly ached to taste Hermione too. Ron focused on Ginny’s tongue and his body lurched. He groaned at the sight and the feel of his sister’s soft knickers on his shaft spurred his release.
Cum shot from his cock, and the first spurt sprayed onto his hand that was resting on the footboard, while the rest erupted out all over Ginny’s pretty little knickers, coating them with his spunk. While he grunted with release he felt Ginny’s small, warm hand grip his as she came on Hermione’s mouth.
Hermione giggled with bliss, and her orgasm had been so pure and powerful, she wanted Ginny’s to be the same. Hermione curled her fingers inwards and upwards, pushing on the inner wall of Ginny’s cunt and sucked on her clit hard. She heard Ron groan, and she realized he must be wanking… with Ginny’s knickers. She blushed as she worked on Ginny’s pussy, licking and sucking and urging the redhead towards her climax.
Ginny screamed Hermione’s name, panting, and she felt herself pulsing around Hermione’s fingers. Ginny tilted her head so she could see Ron’s face. Their eyes met again and she mouthed his name. Ron. She then scooped the cum off of the top of his hand with two fingers and brought them to her mouth. She licked and smacked her brother’s seed from her fingers and whispered, “I love you.”
Ron wrapped Ginny’s knickers around his cock and soaked them with the rest of his cum. He felt Ginny’s hand grasp his and then retract. He opened his eyes just in time to see her licking his spunk off of her fingers. Ginny… you didn’t… and then his eyes fell soft as she whispered her love for him.
Hermione was giggling… she couldn’t recall being this happy, and she rolled off of Ginny and sat up to look at Ron. Sure enough, Ron had his own sister’s ivory knickers wrapped around his cock, and…Oh Gods, they were bathed in his spunk. So wicked.
Hermione swung her legs over the side of the bed and walked over to Ron. She kept her eyes glued to Ron’s hand and the knickers that were wrapped around his cock, his own sister’s knickers, and reached down into his lap when she bent over him.
Hermione kissed Ron soundly and placed her hand over his, squeezing Ginny’s knickers around his cock a few times before pulling them off his cock slowly, so he could feel them sliding over his shaft. Hermione brought them up to her face and inhaled, smelling Ginny’s pussy and Ron’s release, and pressed her tongue flat against the gusset, where most of Ron’s spunk had pooled, and licked, collecting Ron’s cum and the taste of Ginny’s pussy fresh in her mouth.
Hermione briefly fantasized about licking Ginny’s pussy after Ron had fucked her, and a wave of conflicted lust and taboo seized her.
Ron kissed Hermione back. Oh fuck, I can taste Ginny in her mouth. It was wicked and wrong, but he loved the taste of her sex. He groaned when Hermione pulled away from his lips and then watched in awe as Hermione licked his cum from his sister’s panties. His eyes then drifted over to Ginny… are you seeing this?
Ginny smiled at Ron and reached over the footboard for him again. “She loves your taste doesn’t she? ….Oh Ron…” Ginny trailed off, still licking traces of her brother’s cum off her fingers. She left it unsaid, but she knew he could hear it. And I do, too.
Hermione licked a little more of Ron’s spunk from Ginny’s knickers, and shivered from the wicked heat that was spreading in her body, of how forbidden it was, what Ginny wanted, in spite of her assurances that ‘Purebloods do that sort of thing.’
Hermione shuddered again as the mental image of Ron’s cock disappearing down Ginny’s throat swam into view. Hermione looked at Ron, and then at Ginny, and then stood up.
She turned Ginny’s knickers over in her hand – Ron’s load had been quite copious, and most of his cum was still stuck to the gusset and the front, and she could still see the damp stain from Ginny’s pussy. “Waste not, want not, I always say,” Hermione said with a wicked grin, and she held them up to her mouth and started to lick them clean. Ginny’s knickers were warm, from her arousal and also from Ron’s hand wrapping them around his hot cock, not to mention his spunk. Hermione dragged her tongue over the cotton, gathering Ron’s cum and Ginny’s fluids together into her mouth, licking them clean.
Then Hermione tossed Ginny’s knickers on the floor sat down between the redheads, took Ron’s hand and kissed it and did the same with Ginny’s. “Love you both,” she began, as she leaned against Ginny, “so bloody much. Thank you for this, really.”
Ginny reached for Hermione’s neck as Hermione kissed her hand and pulled her in for a deep kiss. “Mmmmn,” she moaned, tasting her brother’s spunk in Hermione’s mouth.
Ginny then pecked around Hermione’s neck and while glancing at her brother asked, “Do you want to fuck Hermione’s pretty little mouth, Ron? She wants to swallow your spunk with your cock in her throat, not just from licking it off of my knickers,” Ginny grinned wickedly.
Ron’s eyes flew to meet Hermione’s, “Will you do that?” he asked glancing at Hermione remembering how she, in the past, refused to swallow his seed.
Ron stood from the chair and came ‘round to the bed and then took his turn to pull Hermione into a passionate kiss while his fingers laced tightly with Ginny’s.
Hermione blushed and leaned into Ron’s kiss, moaning softly, and she let her hand drift down to his semi-hard cock. She teased the tip with her fingers and kissed his neck, murmuring, “Can you get hard for me, Ron? I want to taste you.”
She circled her fingers around the base of his shaft and looked up into his eyes. “I’m sorry I didn’t, before. I thought it was… well, dirty. But…” she continued, biting her lip, “I’m learning to like all sorts of new things. And I can’t say it’s all from reading naughty books either,” she finished, grinning and leaning back into Ginny as she stroked Ron’s cock in her hand.
Ginny focused on the feel of her fingers entwined with Ron’s and as he leaned in to kiss Hermione, she used her other hand to feel the tensed muscles in her brother’s arm and back. She let her fingers explore the ridges of his spine, the edge of his shoulder blades and the indentations between his ribs. He felt so powerful, so masculine and, my brother, and she sighed from the thought of their forbidden lust.
Ron’s cock began to swell in response from Hermione’s feather light touches. He kissed her deeply and replied, “Mmmmhumm” into her mouth. He ran his fingers through her untamed hair and let his hand caress her neck and shoulders. He moved his hand to her breast, touching her tenderly; trying to communicate that nothing about expressing your love for someone was dirty. He was now completely swollen in her delicate hand and rocked into it a bit, letting her know that he was ready when she was.
Hermione pushed Ron onto the bed on his back, and crawled on her hands and knees, parallel to him and then leaned over him as she kissed his mouth firmly and deeply. Hermione unleashed another moan, the rival of her moan from before, and she let it escape her throat as she moved her mouth off of Ron’s mouth and started kissing down his body.
She sighed appreciatively as she mapped Ron’s chest with her tongue, kissing and licking further towards his cock. As her mouth approached his now hard shaft she let her hand drift down to his balls, and she cupped them and teased the base of his cock with her nails as her mouth passed his bellybutton. Hermione continued to sigh, little releases of breath in appreciation and pleasure as she enjoyed the strong, masculine feel of Ron Weasley’s body.
Ginny watched Hermione move over Ron, and she thought she looked so beautiful and happy loving him. She reached to gather Hermione’s hair in her hand, at the base of her neck so she could watch her friend’s pretty little tongue. She used her other hand to run Hermione’s fingers gently over her flushed skin, feeling how soft and agile she was.
Ron watched Hermione moving slowly down his body and his cock ached to feel her lips wrapped around his cock, but he reached down to cup her face, “You’re stunning, Hermione, so gorgeous here with us…I love you so much…” His voice trailed off as he released her head and watched her descend down his tingling body, eagerly anticipating the new way she wanted to express her passion.
Hermione shifted her body so she was up on her haunches, nearly perpendicular to Ron. She bent down and took Ron’s dripping cock head in her mouth, looking up at him for approval as she gripped the base of his shaft. She held her thighs apart and her arse in the air, leaving room for Ginny to lie beside Ron, facing the other way, and put her head under Hermione’s hips.
It was naughty and it made Hermione blush, because at that angle, Ron would be able to see everything – Hermione’s mouth on his cock, Ginny licking Hermione’s pussy, again, and if Ginny parted her thighs, which Hermione knew she would, Ron would be able to see his own sister wanking. Right under his nose.
Ginny settled under Hermione’s hips and tilted her head up. She made a show of using her hot, pink tongue to slowly, tenderly lick Hermione’s slick folds. As Hermione began to grind her hips against Ginny’s face, she used one hand to tickle Hermione’s clit while her other made its way down to her own sweet little pussy. She let her knees fall wide apart, and one leg rested on Ron’s side. “Oh, gods, Hermione…” she moaned between licks, “You taste so sweet, so wet…”
Ron moaned Hermione’s name with total abandon as she neared his aching cock. “Ahhh babe, see how hard I am for you.” Ron’s head crashed back and he rolled his head to the side, noticing how Ginny had settled next to him. Oh gods Ginny… mustn’t look… Ron had never had his face this close to his sister’s pussy before, and he couldn’t help but steal glances at her smooth folds as she teased her clit and penetrated herself with two fingers.
Hermione shivered and felt yet another wave of taboo and lust course through her, and those wicked thoughts caused her to engulf Ron’s cock enthusiastically.
She took Ron deep in her throat, bobbing her head up and down, savoring the masculine and powerful sensations of Ron’s manhood as his hardness pulsed in her mouth. This is what it’s all about, she thought as she moaned, it’s about feeling him, not just humouring him.
Hermione closed her eyes and slid Ron’s cock all the way into her throat, until his ginger curls tickled her nose. She held him there, feeling his heartbeat through his cock, against her mouth and her tongue and the back of her throat, and Hermione whimpered and moaned through her nose. Comprehending the pleasure of this act had escaped her before, and she felt very satisfied and happy to master it now, because getting better at anything started with enjoying it.
Ginny moaned into Hermione’s open pussy lips and then let her fingers and tongue pass each other so she could hold Hermione’s clit in her mouth and use her fingers to penetrate her opening. Ginny bent her fingers to massage Hermione’s front wall, feeling her arch into her hand, telling her that’s the spot.
Ron’s initial reaction to having Ginny’s sex so close was quickly forgotten as he unconsciously draped his arm over her leg, tucking her foot under his arm and letting his fingers idly caress the inside of her supple thigh as she took pleasure in touching herself. Ron’s other hand wound into Hermione’s hair, gripping enough to help guide her rhythm but also telling her how much he cherished her.
Hermione was enjoying the touch of Ron’s hand in her hair, as it added to the feeling that was building within her. Ginny’s tongue on her pussy was sensational and Hermione kept moaning through her nose, taking Ron’s cock in and out of her mouth at a faster pace now.
She gripped the base of his cock, groaning and wiggling as Ginny’s tongue flicked across her clit, and Hermione could feel Ginny writhing and she knew that the younger witch was wanking.
Hermione backed Ron’s cock out of her mouth just long enough to moan and plead, “Come on, Ron,” as she licked his swollen cock head, “right in my bossy little mouth, Ron…” She grinned as she descended onto his shaft again, hoping that talking dirty would get him going. Sure enough, she felt him twitch and she sat down hard on Ginny’s face, wanting to cum when Ron came in her mouth. Come on, Ron, she thought, cum right in my fucking mouth.
Ron could feel how hot, tight and wet Hermione’s throat was. “Ohhhh Hermione, so good…it’s…you’re…so good….” he moaned while guiding her head more forcefully. She gave no resistance, only swallowing the aggression of his thrusts. Then Ron heard Hermione goad him with her dirty little words. Fuck. So bloody hot.
He glanced over to Ginny for a moment, watching her fingers caress her own glistening pink folds. His stomach lurched, it was all too much. Ron gripped Hermione’s hair and Ginny’s thigh hard and came deeply into Hermione’s cock loving throat, gasping her name and pumping her mouth full of cum.
Ginny was moving her finger rhythmically on the side of her clit, pausing every so often to let the tension build, knowing it would make her cum that much harder. She heard Ron’s breath hitch a few times, followed by guttural cries of Hermione’s name and then his fingers dug deeply into Ginny’s tender flesh. The sudden pain drove her over the edge and she called out to the heavens, arching her hips up into her hand and deeper into Ron’s possessive grip. She whimpered a few times and her eyes found Ron’s. So sorry…didn’t mean to…they said. She nodded, blinked and smiled reassuringly at him, “’s okay,” she whispered.
Hermione moaned from the force of Ron’s climax, which was quickly followed by her own very satisfying release, all over Ginny’s pretty face. Hermione captured all of Ron’s cum in her mouth as her climax abated, careful not to spill or swallow any, because she’d read about something wicked to do with a wizard’s spunk by kissing him right after. This will demolish the last of his image about me being shy in bed, she thought as she swung her leg off of Ginny and started to move up Ron’s body.
She kept her mouth closed, and tried not to smirk as she moved closer to Ron’s face. She felt Ginny moving, and Hermione was so focused on her naughty plan that she was surprised to be interrupted, because Ginny had taken hold of her head and turned it, and was kissing her own brother’s spunk out of Hermione’s mouth.
I wanna play with his cum too, Ginny thought as she intercepted Hermione’s path and kissed her, moaning and parting her lips with her tongue. Hermione’s eyes widened but she obliged and let Ron’s cum slide into Ginny’s greedy mouth. “Mmmmm,” Ginny moaned as they both made naughty little eyes at Ron.
Ron was stunned to watch his spunk being passed back and forth between the witches. Fuck. They were moaning so loudly and starting to caress each other. Ron sat up fully and put one hand on each of their heads, encouraging them to continue their wicked show.
“Ginny,” Hermione said, trying to sound cross, but smirking and failing, “you’re so naughty…” Hermione was grinning in spite of herself, because Ginny was relentless and she would stop at nothing.
“Your own brother’s spunk, Ginny…” Hermione shook her head as she lay on top of a bed of freckles haphazardly, her body half on Ron and half on Ginny. She raised her head and kissed Ron sloppily, letting him taste what remained of his cum in her mouth. “I’d planned to give you all of it,” Hermione was explaining, even though it was obvious. “But your wicked little sister had other plans, Ron.” Hermione sighed and rolled to the side, grinning in spite of herself.
“I know you planned to give it all to me,” Ron said caressing Hermione fully now while shooting Ginny a stern look. “I’m sure there will be more opportunities,” he added hopefully.
Ginny shrugged, batted her lashes at her big brother and gave him an innocent little grin. She watched Hermione toss her knickers to the floor and then pull Ron down on the bed. Ginny rested on his other side and sighed with contentment.
Hermione cuddled up against Ron’s solid, masculine body and sighed, and then tilted her head up in a jolt. She looked at the arrangement, and was thinking shouldn’t I be in the middle when she saw that Ginny’s eyes were closed, and her head was resting peacefully on Ron’s shoulder and he was stroking her hair.
Ginny had one arm tucked under her and the other across Ron’s middle and Ron’s other arm was cradling Hermione. She looked at how peaceful and relaxed they looked just then, and she wondered how many times they had fallen asleep like that, as kids, during a thunderstorm or after their mum and dad had had a nasty row, when Ginny would seek out Ron’s comfort. So close, Hermione thought, and choked back a tear. “You’re beautiful,” she said, her breath hitching. “So very beautiful, the both of you, do you know that? I love you both, my lovely, sexy redheads.”
Ginny purred and curled more tightly into Ron. “I love you, Hermione; we both do… its okay, everything that happened between us last summer. Tell her, Ron.”
Ron planted sweet kisses on Hermione’s face, and gathered his sister’s warm, sweaty body closer to his own, caressing her back. “Gin is right, babe. We both love you. I was hurt, for a long time, that I’d lost you to my baby sister, but now we can all be together, share our love, our friendship. It turned out bloody perfect, don’t you think?”
Hermione smiled and kissed Ron’s neck, and found Ginny’s hand on his middle, twining her fingers in Ginny’s as she burrowed further into Ron’s shoulder. “Every now and again, I wish we’d worked out, Ron,” Hermione admitted. And it’s a lot more than every now and then, too. “I love you both, honestly. I had some… reservations about asking you two to share a bed with me, but you’re so close and I love you both so much, I’m so glad we could do this.”
Ginny gripped Hermione’s hand affectionately and sighed, “I love you too, and I’m glad you told me you wanted this… both of us, because you’re an amazing friend, and lover, and you’ve made us both very happy.” Ginny then let go of Hermione and let her hand roam over Ron’s body.
Ron pulled Hermione in tightly and ran his hand up and down her arm. “I know what you mean, about things working out between us, but look what we have now.” Ron planted a kiss on the top of her head and whispered, “I’ll always love you.” Ron relaxed and pulled them both closer. Feeling Ginny’s loving caress, he let his hand move over Ginny’s back and his hand drifted to her arse, cupping and squeezing it.
He heard Ginny moan softly and her leg came up to rest over his leg. He couldn’t help but notice that her thigh was only inches from his cock. His first instinct was to shift a little, but actually it felt quite nice. Sure, his baby sister was wicked and naughty, but he loved her and was content to hold her close.
Hermione sat up a bit and looked at the two of them, so intimately entwined. Ron was gently caressing Ginny and they looked very relaxed and sated. Ginny’s hair spilled over Ron’s neck in a coppery wave that looked gorgeous against Ron’s skin. Their glorious, naked bodies were pressed together and they were breathing peacefully, snuggling and sighing.
Ginny’s hand was wandering over Ron, on his stomach and his chest, and Ron was tracing lazy patterns on Ginny’s back and shoulder with his fingertips. Hermione thought about how much they had been through; growing up and at school, and how fiercely protective Ron was of her, and how devoted Ginny was, to him.
Hermione’s face softened as she looked at them, and that forbidden rush of excitement was back again, as she briefly pictured him rolling her over, or her mounting him, and the taboo of imagining that act was losing strength in the face of the love Hermione felt in this bed, connecting the three of them together. Hermione sank back down and nuzzled Ron affectionately, kissing his neck and letting her hand join Ginny’s in trails across his chest and stomach.
Ginny was receptive to Ron’s hand gliding over the swell of her hips and began to caress him with a more passionate intent. Her hand changed its pattern to move below his chest and abdomen so her fingers grazed the edges of his pubes and the crease of his groin a few times. She knew she was dangerously close to ghosting her fingers over his now swelling cock and she rubbed her thigh along his a bit, feeling a new surge of wetness between her legs.
Ron responded by kneading Ginny’s arse more firmly and let his finger dip between her cheeks, teasing his finger up and down the crack of her arse. He could feel how wet she was as she moved her thigh along his leg… that, combined with the risky game she was playing with her hand, was making him grow harder and groan in spite of himself. He looked over at Hermione, wondering how much she could see… he wanted to gauge her reaction.
“This isn’t too terribly odd, is it, Ron?” Hermione asked, feeling silly for asking something she thought she knew the answer to. “I hope you’re okay… and, I’m enjoying this immensely.” Hermione finished, grinning. She let her hand drift down to Ron’s cock and tickled the tip with her fingers, and then pressed it flat against his belly with her palm.
Hermione was surprised to see Ron had stirred back to life, and she sat up on her elbow and kissed him, leaning over his body and pressing her breasts against his arm and his chest. Hermione moaned and writhed against Ron as she stroked his firm cock in her hand, and she wanted it inside her, she wanted to feel all of Ron.
Ron replied, “No, it’s not weird at all Hermione.” Bloody brilliant is more like it…and I never knew Gin was so smooth and felt so good. He then felt a new surge of heat run through his body as Hermione tickled and then maneuvered his cock with the palm of her hand. Her nipples were hard against his arm and chest and the noises escaping her throat made him want to bury himself deep inside her…now.
Ginny could see and feel how worked up Ron was getting, so she pressed the top of her thigh against the underside of his cock. She looked at Hermione, who blushed and gave a naughty little smile. Ginny watched as Hermione began to rub Ron’s shaft back and forth against Ginny’s thigh, and her mind reeled from the heat of her brother’s cock against her thigh. She titled her head to kiss Ron’s neck while Hermione attacked his mouth and moved her thigh away and her hand took its place, joining Hermione’s in stroking Ron’s cock.
Hermione knew that Ron must realize that she did not have three arms, and that the other hand on his cock was his own sister’s. She opened her eyes to see if Ron was going to go mental, and almost to her surprise his eyes were still closed, and he was still kissing her back, open-mouthed and breathy, like nothing was wrong, and Hermione supposed there really was nothing wrong, in a way… so she writhed against Ron and moaned, and arched her bum into his fingers as she felt them approach her entrance from the rear.
Ron moved his hand off of Hermione’s arse cheek and curled it around to her center, turning her body so he could reach her pussy with his fingers. Hermione kept her hand on Ron’s cock, occasionally passing over Ginny’s hand, squeezing it reassuringly as Ginny touched her brother’s cock for what Hermione assumed was the first time, barring any childhood exploration.
Hermione blushed as she imagined a young Ron and Ginny, touching one another’s bits, but the thought was chased out of her head by Ron’s fingers in her cunt, squelching noisily in and out of her wet opening, and Hermione moaned and wiggled to give him a better reach.
Ron gripped and kneaded both Ginny’s and Hermione’s bums while his fingers enthusiastically sought out Hermione’s wet slit from the rear. He coated his fingers in her abundant fluids and then roughly plunged into her. His other hand crept down on Ginny as well. Fuck…she’s my sister…but she’s arching into my hand…she wants me to…and then Ron penetrated Ginny’s pussy deeply, sliding two fingers in and out of her. He groaned from the sensation of finger fucking them both from behind, and he could smell their arousal. So tight…so wet…
Ginny could feel Ron’s hands creeping closer to her center. She rocked into his hand…it felt so bloody good. Please, Ron…just do it…I want you to…Then Ginny felt his fingers glide across the front wall of her channel and she instantly came from his touch.
She stifled a gasp but could feel herself contracting and gushing around her brother’s fingers. Her eyes instantly found Ron’s… did you feel that? And Ron’s eyes said you played with my cock…got you back!
“Ron, I need you inside me,” Hermione moaned, and rolled away from Ron onto her back, tugging on him insistently. She watched as Ron disentangled himself from his sister and moved to position himself between her thighs as she let them fall apart.
Hermione looked up and saw Ginny pulling herself up onto her knees, right beside the two of them, and Hermione took Ginny’s hand and pulled her down into a kiss. “Thank you for thissss… ooooh…”
Hermione moaned as Ron sheathed himself inside her pussy, and began to pull in and out of her slow and deep. Hermione felt her cunt gripping his familiar cock, warmly and sweetly, like an old friend, and he really was.
Hermione ran her hands over Ron and Ginny both and sighed with pleasure as Ron’s shaft penetrated her tightness in gentle but deep strokes. Ron was smiling and caressing her tits and Hermione laughed in spite of herself. “I love being fucked by you, Ron Weasley, d’you know that? Ron? I love your… big… hard… cock… so fucking much, Ron…”
Hermione panted as her words caused Ron to increase the depth and the speed of his thrusts. Talking dirty sure beats talking about the weather or homework…
Ginny sat beside Ron and Hermione, kissing the other witch feverishly, fresh from the orgasm her brother had just given her. When she saw Ron penetrate Hermione, Ginny wanted more. She pulled away from Hermione’s mouth and swung her leg over Hermione to straddle her face. She eased her pussy over Hermione’s face and was greeted by her hot probing tongue. Ginny closed her eyes and moaned, then rested her hands on Ron’s shoulders to anchor herself.
Ron moved in and out of Hermione with a slow, deep rhythm. He supported his own weight by resting on his haunches while gripping Hermione’s hips. Even though he’d just been down her throat, it felt bloody fantastic to now be gripped by her familiar, hot, tight walls. He heard her dirty talk again and replied, “Love fucking you…you’re so beautiful, so tight…I’m going to cum deep inside you babe…fill you up.” He tilted his head down and watched his cock piston in and out of her, and the sight made him feel primal and powerful. He gripped Hermione’s hips more tightly and he shoved himself into her with more force.
Hermione moved her arms so that Ginny could sit on her face, and brought her hands up to hold Ginny’s smooth folds open so that she could reach Ginny’s treasures more easily. Hermione rocked her hips in time with Ron’s steady and deep thrusts, and his cock felt so amazing sliding in and out of her, that Hermione’s mind reeled from the pleasure. She was covered by sweaty, freckled Weasley flesh, penetrated and pressed down and claimed by Ron and Ginny, and she groaned loudly into Ginny’s cunt as she lapped eagerly at the younger witch’s folds.
Ginny rocked back and forth on Hermione’s face, her own expression radiating bliss. As her excitement mounted, she steadied herself further, resting her hands on Ron’s shoulders. Her eyes were open now and she was looking directly at Ron. Feels so good, doesn’t it?
Ron focused back on Ginny, seeing the lust in her eyes, and he was awestruck by her beauty and moved his hands from Hermione to rest on his sister’s hips. He continued thrusting into Hermione and staring at his sister. I love you…really love you. He leaned forward and pressed his sweaty forehead to hers while they both rocked over Hermione.
Hermione lapped at Ginny’s folds and sucked her clit into her mouth, moaning from the lovely feel of Ginny’s smooth labia and wondering how that would feel on herself. She groaned as Ron worked his cock in and out of her, smooth, deep, hot thrusting that was so fucking perfect and maddeningly steady… Ron’s cock found every little pleasure point inside Hermione’s pussy and her walls gripped him tightly, rhythmically, eliciting a steady fountain of moans and short curses that were pronounced against Ginny’s clitoris.
Hermione wrapped her legs around Ron’s thighs and tucked her ankles together, pressing the heel of her foot against the small of Ron’s back on every thrust. Hermione let go, and experienced the pure bliss of this wizard and this witch, Ron and Ginny, her lovers and her best friends. She found a purely relaxed state, hovering on the edge of her own climax, urging Ginny and Ron to theirs. “Come on, you two… cum on me and in me, fill me up, Ron… let me taste you, Ginny…”
Ron and Ginny could feel Hermione’s mounting intensity and pulled their foreheads apart. They looked at each other with a new passion and then Ron, with his heart pounding fiercely, moved his lips to capture Ginny’s. He gently tasted her mouth and when she kissed him back, he pressed his lips against hers more powerfully.
His climax was building and he suddenly fully regarded his sister as a beautiful and sexual witch. He brought his hands up to her breasts, kneading them and kissing her like a lover as her orgasm hit.
Ginny moaned into his mouth and kissed him with complete love and happiness as Hermione’s tongue urged her to climax.
Ron kissed her back with equal passion and joy, feeling their connection together through Hermione. He was so close, he moved in an out of Hermione faster and harder…he knew she was about to cum and wanted to be right behind her.
Hermione screamed Ron’s name, and then Ginny’s, as their orgasms seemed to crash together and connect deep within her. Hermione served as the conduit of their ecstasy as she licked Ginny’s clit hard and fast, and gripped Ron’s cock deep within her pussy.
Hermione held onto Ginny’s hips for dear fucking life as Ron’s cock drove her crazy, and she thrashed her head back and forth from the force of her climax as it robbed her of her senses. Ron’s thrusts combined with what she knew were Ginny’s fingertips on her clit, rubbed her to a powerful release. Hermione gasped, moaned, and cursed as wave after wave of ecstasy spread out from her core and wound through her body, settling in her limbs and back within her cunt as her orgasm subsided.
Ron felt Hermione’s release and in that instant he yelled her name and came so hard he nearly lost consciousness. He dug his fingers into Ginny’s hips for support and heard her yelp from the pressure. He told himself to breathe and quickly recovered, continuing to penetrate Hermione.
Ginny was still rocking over Hermione’s face in rhythm with Ron’s thrusts and rubbing her clit. Ginny continued kissing Ron as they recovered and unwound. She could taste the sweat around his mouth and shivered at how raw and masculine he smelled. She could feel him kiss her back with all the passion of a wizard she’d just made love to. He understands. She thought smiling to herself.
Hermione started to weep, and tears of pure joy rolled down her cheeks. She rolled her hips against Ron’s, feeling him inside her as she caressed Ginny’s thighs. “So good…” Hermione whimpered, “so fucking good, you two, so good, love you so much, both of you…”
Hermione pushed on Ginny and the redhead rolled off to the side, and sat up. Hermione un-wrapped her legs from Ron’s hips and moved away from him, letting Ron’s cock fall out of her. Hermione sat up and kissed Ginny, and then Ron, one after the other. Hermione was panting and smiling broadly and she collapsed haphazardly onto the bed, between her redheads, laughing and feeling very happy.
Ron fell next to Hermione. He caressed her body tenderly and used his lips to plant a thousand butterfly kisses over her flushed skin. He stroked the sweaty hair stuck to her brow away and whispered sweet words of love and affection into her ear.
Ginny collapsed on Hermione’s other side after pulling the covers over all of them. She reached for Ron’s hand and they laced fingers across Hermione’s torso. She watched Ron love on Hermione and sighed with contentment. “Thank you, Hermione, you’re bloody fantastic…I’ve never felt so alive…so happy.”
Ginny was ready to settle in to sleep when she felt Ron tugging her arm toward him. She sat up and he pulled her into him. He parted her lips with his tongue, kissing her thoroughly, properly and most definitely not like she was his sister. Ginny couldn’t help but moan and kiss him back.
Hermione watched as Ron and Ginny kissed, like lovers, in a way that would make their mum have kittens if she saw it. Instead of getting cross or lecturing them, she touched their faces and kissed each in turn… and even though Hermione wasn’t sure she was ready to see Ron and Ginny make love, she was closer to being okay with it, if they decided that was what they wanted. “I love you both. So very much.” Hermione said, wrapping her arms around them. She relaxed and allowed sleep to claim her, safe in the arms of her redheads.

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Sex Joke

Little boy learns sex

A little boy asks his father if he can get in the shower with him and he says yes.
So they get in and the father says don’t look down and he does. The boy said whats that and
the father said it is his snake. The next night he asks his mom if he can get in and she
said yes. So they get in and the mom says don’t look down and he does and asks what it is.
She said that is my bush. The next night they all get in bed and they said don’t look down and when
he does he screamed “Oh my…. Daddy’s snake is caught in mommy’s bush!

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Coming Home Gay…

Coming home gay…(Episode 2)
My stay at uncle Donnie’s was finally over. We’d had wild exceptionally sensual sex almost every night. I was sad to have to leave but I was also excited to explore my new found sexual knowledge on a boy my own age. I was sure of my sexuality now. I’m gay!
There was still a lot of summer left and my Boy Scout troop had several trips I was looking forward to. There was a boy 2 years younger than me who I liked buddy-ing with on the outings. His name was Bobby, 15 yrs old, slim like me, about 5’3” and 110 lbs. He had mocha colored skin as smooth as any I’d ever seen. This was the boy I fantasized about when I had my gay spank sessions. He was perfect in every way.
We’d had a few experiences while camping. Late at night when everyone else was asleep and we were awake, we’d wrestle around in the tent and on many occasions had felt each other’s hard on. Until now, I had never really thought about full blown sex with Bobby outside of my spanking fantasies but now I couldn’t stop thinking about the possibilities. The next trip with the Boy Scouts was a week-long trip most of us referred to as summer camp. It was several days away and the longest wait I’ve ever had in my life.
The day of travel finally arrived. We were on our way to summer camp, 7 days & 7 nights in a remote area of the San Bernardino Mountains, alone in a tent every night with the boy of my wildest red hot fantasies. My stomach was tied in knots all the way there.
We arrived at the site, it was a 2 hour hike with all of our gear on our backs to the camp ground. When we got there, we set up our tent as we always did, in the most remote corner of camp. No one seemed to take any notice of it because we had always been the outsiders in the troop. I was glad for this because it made our privacy that much easier. We set up camp and headed for the showers. We always took a shower before dinner. I wondered if I would be able to shower with Bobby without getting an instant hard-on. We got to the showers and undressed, I went into the stalls first, Bobby was always really slow to get in the shower. I began washing, Bobby entered the stall next to me. The stalls were separated by only a few old wooden boards that ran from about knee height to just below chest level. It took only a slight lean in the direction of the next stall to see anything you wanted to see. As I washed I could feel my cock growing. It didn’t help that I repeatedly stroked it with a handful of soft soap. I tried several times to see if Bobby was as excited as I was but he kept his back to me most of the time. He caught me peaking a couple of times and smiled as he looked over his shoulder at me. I was just as happy with the view I had of his gorgeous little brown ass though.
After our shower, we headed to dinner at the camp center. Dinner was long and drawn out, they made announcements, laid out the schedule and went over camp rules. I don’t remember much, I was fixated on the boy I was going to camp with for the next week. I think I might have made him a little uncomfortable looking at him so much but no one else noticed.
Camp dinner was finally over and we headed back to camp. The sun was already below the horizon and it was getting dark fast. It was about a 20 walk back to where we were camped and when we got there it was completely dark. I was so excited!! I knew however that I had to take it slow. If I moved too fast I would surely scare him away. Even though we’d had some feel-up sessions in the past, he had always stopped abruptly and shied away. I had to hold back as much as possible and make sure not to push too hard.
We went into the tent, changed into our pajamas and crawled into our sleeping bags. Neither of us ever slept right away on the camping trips. I laid there in my sleeping bag looking up through the top of the open tent and stared at the stars trying not to think about Bobby’s beautiful body and what I so desperately wanted to do with it. As dark as it was outside, there was a nearly full moon and I could see every perfect feature of Bobby’s adorable face.
Bobby was quieter than usual and I wondered if he was nervous from all of my staring that day. I decided not to try anything that night and rolled over to try to go to sleep. A few moments later I heard Bobby rustling around. I turned over to see what he was doing. He had thrown his sleeping bag open and was laying on top of it with his legs spread open wide, one hand behind his head and the other cupping what was an obvious boner. My heart skipped a beat. I followed suit and threw off the top of my sleeping bag. Not wanting to leave any doubt, I let my hard cock poke straight out so he could see it. I laid there on my side, facing him but not saying anything. He looked down at my hard-on and then back at me and smiled. Instead of the wrestling we had done in the past, I decided to try to move in slowly. I scooted over to him and nestled up against his warm body. He remained silent but we kept eye contact. Again, feeling like I might be rushing him, I began to lay my head down on his shoulder. Before I could get comfortable, he nudged my head with his shoulder as if he wanted me to move, I looked up and said “Tired?”, he shook his head no and rolled my direction. We locked legs and as we did I could feel the heat coming from his crotch. My heart began to pound out of my chest and without even thinking about it, we leaned into the softest most sensual kiss I’d ever dreamed of. We locked lips for a good minute or so. I couldn’t believe it!!! He was doing all of the moving!! We continued to kiss as our hands began to roam. I softly cupped his ass cheek with one hand and pulled gently to help grind our cocks together. We both began to thrust softly into each other, I thought my pants were going to catch fire! I had to see just how far Bobby wanted to go tonight so I moved back and laid flat on my back letting out a long sigh. “Aahhhhh…”. Bobby followed me to my side of the tent, perched himself at my side and went right for the fun bag. He reached down and grabbed my cock through my PJ’s. My head flopped onto my pillow and my eyes rolled back in my head. I reached down and grabbed hold of Bobby’s cock, it was hot like the center of my body. When I took hold, I gently pulled back & forth. He groaned with pleasure and again we began to kiss, this time with a little more fervor. We kissed and groped each other for what seemed like hours (probably a few minutes).
I decided to take the next step and pushed Bobby down on his back, continuing to rub ever so gently on his member. I then found the opening in the front of his PJ pants and worked it open enough to move in. As my hand entered I felt the hot throbbing skin of his perfectly sized cock. I wrapped my hand around his throbbing member, the feeling of skin to skin made me so hot, and I could tell it was working for him as well. I worked my hand back out of his pants but with a firm grasp on his cock brought it out as well. His cock in hand now, I held it firm but gentle in an upright position. For a moment I just gazed at it. It was so beautiful, dark like the rest of his body and the perfect cock head pulsing and growing shinier with every pulse. I began to pump his shaft and he took in a deep breath. He began to breathe heavier as I pumped. I couldn’t take it anymore and decided to try his flavor. I began to move in, I reached his cock and, began to twirl my tongue around the perfect soft purple cock head. It was so hard and so soft at the same time. It obviously set him over the top because almost immediately he blasted loads of his tasty hot cum into my mouth. I continued to swirl my tongue around his cock as he shot his load, adding to the slickness and creating even more heat. His sweet load shot out so many times I lost count. Dripping down my tongue, and all over my lips, my chin and covering my hand, it covered most of my face. I sucked off the rest of the cum from Bobby’s dripping wet cock and licked what I could off of my face.
I sat back up to see Bobby’s face. His mouth was wide open and he was still breathing heavy. I laid back satisfied that I would be able to go further the next time. I rolled onto my side and pulled my sleeping bag over me. Bobby softly asked “do you want me to?”, I turned to him, softly kissed his soft swollen lips and answered, “next time, I’m really tired”. He smiled and rolled over into his sleeping bag. I slept really well that night.
The next day, we went out together to start our merit badge courses. We always took the easiest ones as we were not really interested in them, we just wanted to be able to finish quickly so we could mess around the rest of the day. One of the courses was called outdoor survival. I knew I wanted to take this one but had to convince Bobby. He thought it would be too much work but I explained that one of the requirements was that we had to build a remote campsite at least ¼ mile from anyone else with almost nothing and then spend the night in it. His eyed perked up at the idea and we signed up.
We finished a couple other courses by lunch time and then started out to look for our survival spot. We hiked around on the mountain for a while when we came upon the perfect spot. It was an opening between 2 boulders that were half buried in the hillside. We went right to work, gathering branches and leaves. We covered the top opening with branches until there was just a small opening in front for us to crawl in. We had to get it approved before we could use it so we headed back to camp to get a counselor. When we got back, he was very impressed at our design. He granted immediate approval for us to stay there that night. We were only allowed a single large item each and we both decided to take our sleeping bags. The camp counselor said that’s the item everyone takes.
We went off to dinner, neither of us could wait for dark. When dinner was over we rushed off to the tent to grab our bags and whatever we could carry in our pockets. I took a couple of candles, some matches and my secret bottle of lube! I wasn’t sure I’d be able to use it but I wasn’t going to be without if the opportunity arose.
When we got to the shelter, it was dark, Bobby had brought a flashlight so we could make our way there. We headed inside and laid out the sleeping bags. One of the survival techniques taught in the course is keeping warm in a cold environment and it is said that if you’re ever caught in extreme cold weather with a buddy, to sleep in the same sleeping bag. To go even further, if one or both people are at risk of hypothermia, they suggest the two people strip down because the body temperature skin to skin would keep both people much warmer. This made perfect sense to both of us but not the reason we wanted to share a bag. We explained to the counselor we were going to zip the bags together and share it as one large bag to keep us warmer. He applauded our knowledge of survival skills and headed back to camp leaving Bobby & I to our shelter for the night.
We crawled inside the shelter and climbed into the sleeping bag. We snuggled for a while not saying anything. After a few minutes, I asked, “So, you liked what I did last night then”? He whispered back, “Very much so”. We laid there a few minutes more when Bobby said softly, “I’d like to try it again tonight if you want to”. I raised my head to see his big beautiful smile, then I leaned in and kissed him. Sucking softly on his lower lip, he groaned and pulled away to tell me he was too hot in the sleeping bag. We unzipped it and threw off the top half covering the entire floor of our shelter with a soft pillow like cover. Bobby didn’t waste any time at all reaching for his pants and stripping them off, then his shirt. I followed. We lay there in the buff for a moment taking in the sight of each other’s bodies. Bobby was so sexy, dark skinned all over, no hair anywhere but a small patch circling his hard cock. Perfectly smooth skin and just enough muscle tone to highlight his thin limbs. His ass was absolutely perfect, tiny like mine but perfectly round and begging me to fuck it RAW!!! I moved in closer and pressed my body against his. He hesitated for a moment. “What if the counselor comes back”? I smiled and told him I had surrounded the shelter with dead branches so if anyone approached, we would hear it. He smiled, let a sigh and we began making out. Legs entwined, lips locked, we rocked back & forth rubbing our cocks together. After a few minutes of making out, Bobby pushed me off and propped me up against one side of the shelter. He then sat down in front of me and spread my legs open. Softly sweeping his hands from my knees, down my thighs and coming together at my cock, he took hold with both hands, propped it upright and moved right in. His tongue touched the head of my cock. It was velvety smooth and hot at the same time. He swirled his tongue around the head of my cock and flicked the mushroom shaped rim from my shaft upward. Then leaning in a little further, kissed my purple head, softly sucking on the tip. I hadn’t lit any candles yet but I could make out his smooth ass stuck in the air as he began to take more and more of my cock into his warm soft mouth. I guess I thought I would last longer but the sight of him sucking my cock and the thought of plowing his ass was too much. I warned as softly as I could, “Bobby, I’m going to cum”! He didn’t stop like I thought he would. Instead, he began firmly stroking my shaft a little faster and continued sucking on my tip. I laid back and let the first load shoot into his mouth. I grabbed 2 fists full of sleeping bag as my body shook with pleasure. Bobby didn’t let a single drop lose. He drank from my love stick until I was totally dry. He sat back and asked “How was that”? I smiled still a bit out of breath and said “Perfect, my turn”!
I’d had his cock the night before but I needed to taste it again! I pushed him back on the sleeping back and dove for his beautiful cock. I began stroking his shaft while twirling my tongue around his swollen head, much harder than the night before. I recalled the movies I’d seen at uncle Donnie’s house and moved into position and with one hand firmly stroking his cock, gently sucking on his tip, I reached between his ass cheeks with my free hand and pressed a finger in until I could feel his puckered hole. I gently massaged his hole and he let out a feverish “OOoohhh”!! A moment later, my mouth was full of his hot white juice. I drank the sweet nectar until he relaxed again and there was no more erupting.
We laid there for a while in silence when Bobby spoke, “That was way better than last night”! I rolled on my side next to him and noticed we both still had raging hard-ons. I ran my hand softly from the top of his chest down to his still swollen member and grabbed hold. He arched his back and gave a slight gasp. I wasn’t expecting his reaction but liked it. I looked at him and asked, “do you want to do more”? He hesitated for a moment and said “You mean”? I nodded yes. He said “But we don’t have any…” I put my finger up to his lips to hush him. I leaned in and kisses him softly on the lips. I could taste the cum still on his lips and was sure he could taste it too. I liked it. I leaned over to the pile of clothes next to me and reached into the pocket. I pulled out the bottle of lube my uncle had given me and showed him, smiling from ear to ear. His body relaxed as he exclaimed “oh fuck yes”!
We began to kiss again and I rolled over to straddle him. I began to reach for his cock when he stopped me, “please fuck me first”!
I sat up straight and rolled Bobby over on his tummy under me so that his perfectly tan tight ass faced me just below my rock hard cock. I poured some lube out on my cock and rubbed it around to cover it completely. What was left, dripped down into the crack of Bobby’s perky pooh hole. I added a few more drops to his crack and worked it in using my cock. I ran my cock up & down his crack, working it deeper with each pass until I could feel his hole with my tip. As I pushed gently, Bobby spread his legs a little to allow the best access. I pushed a bit more and felt the head of my cock squeezing into his tight hole. I pressed on and just like my uncles cock when he fucked me a few weeks earlier, I felt a slight pop as my cock head poked past his hole. I paused and heard Bobby grunt in pain. “Oh god, it hurts”! he said. I asked, “do you want me to not?” I felt his tight hole relax just a little and he laid his head back down and said, “No, please don’t stop, I want you to fuck me”. I waited a moment and began again to press my cock into Bobby’s beautiful, tight, hot ass. As I pushed in deeper, Bobby groaned but this time it was more of a pleasure groan. I looked down to see only about a half inch of my cock still outside Bobby’s hole. I pushed in to fill his ass completely. When I reached the hilt I paused, laid myself down on his back and kissed his shoulder. I could feel his ass tighten around my cock shaft every time we moved. He turned his head to the side and whispered, “please fuck me…”. I obliged, I began slowly working my cock out until only my head was left, then slowly back inside of him until I bottomed out again. It was the hottest feeling I’d ever experienced. Again Bobby whispered, “Fuck me, please fuck me hard!”.
I started to fuck my camping buddy faster. I propped myself up and planted my knees into the sleeping bag for traction. I plunged my cock into Bobby’s tight ass harder and faster each time. After a minute, I laid back down on his back and wrapped my arms around his chest, grasped as hard as I could and fucked that tight ass as hard and fast as I could. The friction was so hot I thought for sure I was going to tear Bobby’s ass. His tight hole felt like someone’s fingers wrapped around my cock, gripping it as hard as they could. Bobby yelped, “fuck yes”! “Fuck yes”! “fuck my ass”! I pumped his tight hole as hard as I could, my balls slapping against his with every thrust. Moments later, I was there, I came harder than I had ever cum before, pouring my hot cum deep inside Bobby’s love cavern. Just like my uncle and me, each time I squirted a load into Bobby, his tight hole would clamp down on my cock causing me to cum even harder! I blasted my load into Bobby’s hole. When the eruption subsided, I slid my still hard cock out of his bruised hole for the last time. I rolled off of Bobby, he rolled over as well to reveal that he too had cum, all over the sleeping bag, leaving a huge wet spot. He smiled at me, we were both quite out of breath. We moved to a dry spot on the sleeping bag, wrapped each other limbs tied and after a few passion filled kisses, fell fast asleep.
Fortunately it got cold that night and woke us up enough that we had to put our clothes on. Otherwise we would have been discovered by the camp counselors for sure.
-(Episode 3 as soon as I can muster it!)

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The Stuff, ch 1

Sheila Barrington was looking through her son’s things while he was at school, looking for drugs. She had reason to suspect him; lately he had been coming home from school and going straight up into his room. She was worried that he was doing something, and she wanted to know what it was.

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My homeless stepdaughter Part 1

Another story about young Ronnie, but under different circumstances. Think of it as a different timeline. I tried to break the paragraphs up more to make it easier to read. As usual, feedback is always appreciated.

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Lusting Over Mr. Reed Part 2

By the way, there’s a third part coming. Also, I wrote half of the second part then accidentally deleted it. I was so mad anyways I hope you enjoy.
I rode in Mr. Reed’s car feeling giddy. I told him my address when we had gotten into the car and he knew where it was since it was near the school. My eyes traveled down to his cock. I licked my lips and thought about all the things I’ve heard about sex. Girls and guys in my school would brag about the different things they’ve tried, different positions and I wanted to try every one of those things on Mr. Reed. When Mr. Reed cleared his throat, I was brought back out of my daydreaming.
“Amber, are you going to talk to me or are you going to stare at my dick the whole ride?” I looked back up at his face and blushed. He was looking straight at me because we had stopped at a red light. I wonder how long he saw me staring.
“I don’t know, Mr. Reed. I mean both seem pretty tempting.” He smiled, shook his head and looked to see if the light changed. It didn’t. This light takes forever and it is always crowded at this time. Stuck in traffic with my English teacher, I could think of worse things. Mr. Reed was still looking ahead so I took the opportunity to do something I’ve wanted to ever since I saw him. I reached over and ran my fingers over his cock.
“Shit Amber, you better be glad we weren’t driving otherwise we would’ve wrecked.” I felt his cock straining to get out of his jeans. I unzipped his pants and pulled his penis out of his boxers. I marveled at how huge it was. It had to be at least nine inches. I leaned down and licked his precum experimentally. It was a little salty but other than that it wasn’t bad. I stuck the head of it in my mouth. I sucked a little. He inhaled a deep breath. I stopped. “Don’t stop.” He said this in a strained voice.
I began again. I put an inch inside my mouth; pull back until he was almost completely out of my mouth then add another inch inside my mouth than I had before. I sucked harder each time. I did this until I gagged and I pulled back a little and instead sucked on what I could for now. I moved back and forth faster and faster until I felt his cum hit the back of my throat. I heard that guys liked it when you swallowed it so I swallowed it all. I pulled his dick out of mouth. “That was great but we’ll have to work on you taking a few more inches.” My face filled with excitement.
“You mean you want to do this again?” He laughed.
“I’m a man, of course I want more blowjobs.” We heard a car horn behind us and realized the light was green. He fixed his boxers and pants and began driving to my house again.
* * * * *
I pulled out my phone and texted Mr. Reed; we had exchanged numbers after he dropped me off yesterday. Mr. Reed was sitting at his desk checking his email I assumed. His phone rang because of my text and he looked sheepishly at all the students who had looked up to find the noise. He looked up at me after reading the text.
I can’t wait for a repeat of what happened in the car and more. How about we meet up tomorrow six pm?
He texted me back quickly.
My house or yours?
I smiled.
Yours.
He nodded slightly.
“Amber, are you texting in my class?” Everyone turned and looked at me. Mr. Reed winked at me behind everyone’s back. I knew I should be mad that he called me out like that but I knew I probably could never stay mad at him for long. Mr. Reed held up the bucket that he makes everyone put their phones in if they’re texting in class up.
“You can get it back after class.”
“Yes sir.” I got up. I went over to his desk and put my phone in the bucket. The next thing I said was in a real quiet voice. “Just for that no fooling around today.” His smile that he’d had vanished.
“What about tomorrow?”
“I’ll think about it.” He frowned as I walked away. When I sat down in my seat, Carrie, the girl beside me, asked me a question.
“Why is Mr. Reed pouting, usually he’s pretty smug when he takes someone’s phone?”
“I think it was because I didn’t argue with him.”
“Yeah. By the way, next time don’t text after a teacher’s phone goes off, they usually look for phones while it’s on their mind.”
“Good call, I’ll have to remember that.”
The rest of class went by a little slow. It was finally the end of class. I waited until everyone left to go to the front of the classroom. I went over and closed the door. I walked over to Mr. Reed and sat down, facing him so I was straddling him. I began kissing down his neck. I traveled back and bit his earlobe gently. I grinded my hips against him and felt him getting hard beneath me.
“Can I ask you for a favor?” I whispered seductively into his ear.
“Anything…”
“Anything?”
“Yes.”
“Great so can I have my phone back now?” I said in my normal voice. He chuckled.
“Not what I was expecting but sure.” I got off of him.
“Thanks, Mr. Reed.”
“There’s no one here right now so you can just call me Dalton.”
“Well Dalton, I’d hate to invite myself but can I get another ride? My car’s air conditioning needs fixing so I rode the bus and my dad’s busy so…”
“Of course you can get a ride.”
* * * * *
The next day went by achingly slow. It took forever for it to be six o’clock but eventually it was. Dalton had picked me up and drove me to his house. I had worn a tank top and a skirt that came down halfway down my thighs. I had made sure it was easy to take off though.
He opened the passenger side door and a got out. I was surprised that there were no neighbors around. I had thought everyone who lived in our kind of small town lived in a suburb. The gigantic yard led all the way to a pretty impressive house.
“If you live alone, how come you have this big of a yard and house?”
“My father bought this house long before he bought his other houses. This one was always my favorite though. He knew that, that’s why he left it to me in his will…” Dalton had this distant look on his face. He looked sort of sad. I grabbed his hand and squeezed it; he squeezed back a little tighter.
“So are you like rich?” He laughed.
“Does it matter?”
“No of course not! I was just curious.”
“Well, let me put it this way, I choose to work I don’t actually have to, to live quite well off. So do you want me to show you around?” I nodded.
He showed me every room until we were finally in his bedroom. Immediately we could both feel the sexual tension between us grow stronger. Being so close to a bed, which he said he’d only take me in, felt very overwhelming. I felt him come up to me from behind. He ran his hands slowly up and down my hips. I felt his hardness pressing into my lower back. He pushed my hair back and began kissing my neck. I turned around and put my arms around his neck. When our lips met I knew that tonight was the night that I’d lose my virginity.
“Dalton, I’m ready. I want you to take my virginity now.” He looked a little nervous.
“Are you sure? I mean, we don’t have to right now. We just starting dating and I understand if you want to wait. I want to but this is a big step for you once we did this there’d be no going back. I don’t want you to regret anything between us.”
“I want to love you in every way, no regrets.” Our lips met again only much more urgently. We took off each other’s clothes and threw them carelessly. He traced my lips with his tongue.
“Mmm… Lay down on the bed, Amber.” He said in a soft voice. I happily followed his gentle order. I opened my legs and he in between them. He got on top of me and put down his head towards my breasts. He didn’t move for a while and I felt his hot breath against my skin. Then, he ran his tongue on my nipple in slow circles and then he switched nipples. I moaned. He kissed his way down my stomach until he reached my pussy. He flicked his tongue over my clit. I twitched involuntarily. “Relax.” I loosened my muscles. He breathed in my scent of arousal. His tongue began going up and down my silt quicker and quicker. He moved it back to my clit and made circles on it. He put his finger into me and pushed it in and out, I groaned. I felt an orgasm building inside me. I began thrashing my limbs everywhere. My breathing short gasps.
“Dalton…I think I’m going to…cum!” He stopped immediately. My breathing eventually went back to normal. “Why did you stop?” He smirked.
“Because I want you first orgasm to happen when I’m inside you.” He kissed the inside of my thighs. Then, moved his cock up and down my slit.
“Please…”
“Please what?”
“Please make love to me, Dalton.” He pushed the head of his cock inside me. I gasped because of how big it felt. Slowly he pushed more of himself inside me until he reached a barrier. He stayed there for a while. He looked up at me for a sign that it was okay to continue. I nodded. He pulled almost all the way out of me then, thrust into me, breaking my hymen, all the way to the hilt. I squeaked in an attempt to not scream.
“Are you okay?” I nodded.
“I’m fine I just never felt something like this before…”
“It’ll only hurt this one time, unless you’re a little sore afterward but I promise you’ll feel good in a moment.” Sure enough, the pain that I had felt lessened and pleasure took its place.
“Move, Dalton.” He began to move, achingly slow at first until I met his thrusts, then faster. I moaned. “Faster.” He pumped into me faster.
“Amber, you’re so tight…God, you feel amazing. I’m not going to last long.” I felt my orgasm building.
“I’m going to cum.” His thrusts sped up and I felt my very first orgasm. I screamed out. After, I let go of my breath. He continued to pump into me until I felt something warm inside of me. He collapsed on top of me. Then, he rolled over beside me. We both laid there until our breathing became normal.
“Amber, that was…well, I’ve never experienced sex like that before. I never got the whole difference between sex and making love. I know now that that was making love.” I smiled
“I’m glad you were my first, Dalton.”
“Me too… Shit, are you on the pill by any chance? I can’t believe I forgot to use protection, I’ve never forgotten before.”
“Relax, I have heavy periods so I’ve been on the pill for a while now. So…are you up for round two?” He smiled and got back on top of me. If there was one thing I knew, it was that tonight I’m not getting any sleep.
To be continued…

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