Consensual Sex

What Daddy Needs 2

Phoebe stared at the gold flecked piranha swimming in slow circles in its large aquarium and wondered if the fish was as bored as she was. Biology wasn’t her favorite subject and although the teacher, Mr Whitman, seemed to have a wonderful rapport with the animals he kept in his classroom he didn’t connect well with his students. His lectures were delivered in a monotone and conveyed nothing that wasn’t covered in the reading assignments.
As Mr Whitman continued to drone on, her eyes moved to the tank next to the piranha’s. The small snapping turtle floated on top of the water. Phoebe leaned toward the boy that sat next to her and poked his arm lightly to get his attention.
“What do you think would happen if I put the turtle in with the fish?” she whispered.
He grinned. “Probably nothing,” he said. “Piranha attack in schools and the turtle is probably too small to try to eat the fish.”
Phoebe turned her attention to the front of the room. Mr Whitman was at the board with his back to the class. “Let’s see,” she whispered as she stood up.
Moving quickly, she grabbed the turtle by the edges of its shell and turned. Lifting the lid on fish tank she dumped the turtle in and closed it quietly. She returned to her seat as the teacher turned to his desk to look at something in the textbook before returning to the board.
The boy sitting next to her tugged on her sleeve and nodded toward the tank. She looked over and her eyes widened. The turtle, it turned out, wasn’t to small after all and it was making short work of the fish. One of the other girls glanced over at the tanks and shrieked loudly. Mr Whitman turned away from the board as every head in the room turned toward the tank now containing blood filled water. From the horror stricken look in her teacher’s eyes you would have thought someone had murdered one of his kids.
Phoebe sighed and leaned back in her chair. This was going to be bad.
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Phoebe started to stand when the door to the principal’s office opened and her father strode out. Before she had gained her feet, though, he had grabbed her by her upper arm and was dragging her along with him into the hallway. He was easily a foot taller than she was and she had to run to keep up with his long strides. She could tell how angry he was, but she wasn’t sure why. He had laughed off worse incidents than this one.
“Daddy . . .” she began when they reached the car.
“Shut up!” he snapped as he jammed the key into the ignition.
She buckled her seat belt and shut her mouth. The atmosphere in the close confines of the car bristled with her father’s anger. His jaw was set and he gripped the wheel so hard that his knuckles showed white through his skin.
He pulled into the drive in front of their house and switched off the ignition. Without saying a word to her he got out and walked into the house. Phoebe remained in the car for a few moments to give him time to pour his Scotch and calm down a little.
She got out and walked to the house. Her dad had left the front door standing open. She entered, closed the door behind her, and reluctantly went to look for her father.
He was in the kitchen. “Daddy, I’m sorry,” she started as he sat the glass in his hand on the counter top. “I didn’t know…”
Her words were cut off by his fist slamming into her stomach. She hit the wall behind her and then the floor. He kicked her and she rolled away. Rising unsteadily onto her hands and knees she backed away as she struggled to her feet. She’d seen this side of her dad before, but it had never been directed at her.
As he lunged for her again she turned and ran for the stairs. If she could get to her room and lock the door she thought she’d be okay till he calmed down. She heard him behind her and tipped the small table in the hallway over to try and slow him down.
Halfway up the stairs he grabbed her ankle and jerked her off her feet. She fell forward and as he started to pull her toward him, she rolled onto her back and kicked hard with her free leg. Her small foot connected solidly with his groin and he grunted as he dropped to his knee.
Phoebe scrambled the rest of the way up the stairs and ran to her room. As she started to close the door her dad slammed into it. She fell backwards as the door swung open hitting the wall so hard that the metal doorknob left a crescent shaped indentation in the drywall.
She crab walked backwards as she watched her dad unbuckle his belt and pull it from the loops on his fatigues. He grabbed her by her hair and pulled her to her feet. Tears stung in her eyes as he shoved her toward her bed.
“Take your pants off,” he said tightly as he folded the belt in half..
“Daddy, no,” she pleaded.
“Now.”
She knew that defying him was only going to make the beating worse. With trembling hands she unfastened the snap and zipper. She pushed them down pausing to slip off her Nikes before pulling them off. She cowered on the bed waiting for what came next.
“The panties, too,” he said, his voice still harsh with anger.
She quickly removed her white cotton bikini panties and dropped them on the floor. Tears welled in her grayish green eyes as she watched him warily.
“Lay down on your stomach with your hands underneath you,” he ordered.
She thought about appealing for mercy, but the anger still burning in his eyes stopped her. She laid face down on her bed and pressed her hands beneath her belly, her body tense. She squeezed her eyes closed tightly as she waited for the first blow.
Phoebe jumped and cried out as the first stinging slap landed on her firm, round ass. It was followed quickly by another and then another. Tears flowed freely wetting the bedspread beneath her as the whipping continued. She knew better than to put her hands back to try to protect herself from the belt, but she couldn’t help it.
Infuriated that she had dared to reach back and put her hands between the belt and her ass, her dad moved down to whip the backs of her thighs instead.
“Daddy,” she sobbed miserably.
He dropped the belt on the floor and she heard the rasp off his zipper. The mattress dipped under his weight as he turned her over and straddled her chest. He leaned forward and his half erect cock waved in her face.
“Kiss it,” he demanded.
She hesitated and he grabbed her hair again to pull her face toward his crotch. “Kiss it,” he ordered again.
A Lieutenant Colonel, he wasn’t used to being disobeyed by anyone and Phoebe knew what the consequences were going to be if she tried. She touched her lips to the tip and felt him shudder. He rolled to the side lying on his back next to her. His hands on her arms turned her toward him and urged her between his legs.
“Put your hand around it and rub up and down,” he instructed.
She complied and his breathing quickened as his cock grew completely rigid. “Slow down,” he groaned.
She did, settling into a slow, steady rhythm. His hips began to rock and and a clear drop of pre cum oozed from the tip. She licked her lips then leaned down and stuck the tip of her tongue into the tiny slit to scoop the glistening drop into her mouth. Her dad moaned loudly as she pressed her tongue against the roof of her mouth to spread his little offering over her tastebuds. It wasn’t an unpleasant flavor.
She looked at the hard cock twitching in her hands then bent again to lick the length of it. Her dad’s hips bucked wildly at the contact of her tongue. She continued to lick for several moments as she stroked faster.
Her dad rocked his hips and groaned softly. Phoebe raised her head a little and took the spongy, mushroom like head into her mouth. Her lips closed around the shaft and she began to move slowly up and down.
“Ohhhhhh fuck, yes,” her dad groaned loudly as she began to move up and down on his rigid member, her tongue undulating against the shaft as she sucked him in.
She let one hand glide between his legs to cup his balls as his hands closed over the back of her head to encourage her to take him deeper into her mouth. His hips thrust up to meet her downward stroke. As he fucked her mouth faster she felt the head of his cock push into her throat and she gagged.
She tightened her hand around his shaft and squeezed his balls as she tired to breath through her mouth and bob her head up and down on his cock faster. She could feel his cock swelling and knew he was going to cum.
“Phoebe,” he said huskily, “I’m going to cum in your mouth.”
She nodded as she continued to pump his shaft with one hand and massage his balls with the other. He pushed her head down, thrusting up into her mouth and she felt the first rope of thick, salty, slightly smokey semen hit the back of her throat.
“Baby,” he groaned as she started to swallow.
His cock pulsed and throbbed in her warm, wet mouth as she sucked and swallowed squeezing his balls and using her hand to milk every last drop he had to offer. He shuddered as she let his spent organ slip from her mouth.
He reached for her, pulling her up to lay in his arms while his heartbeat slowed and his breathing returned to normal. She rested her head against his chest and he kissed the top of her head. Phoebe snuggled into his arms and closed her eyes.
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She awoke alone in her bed. The room was dimly lit by the last light of day. She looked at the clock by her bed. 6:48 PM. She sat up and winced at the pain in her buttocks and thighs. She was going to be sore for days.
Before she could get up her bedroom door opened and her dad peeked into the room. “You’re awake” he said entering her bedroom and closing the door. His speech was slurred and Phoebe knew he’d been drinking while she slept.
He started unbuttoning his shirt as he walked unsteadily toward her bed. He shrugged the shirt off and dropped it on the floor. Her eyes roamed over his well muscled chest and firm stomach. He looked pretty damn good for his age. His hand moved to unzip his fly.
“Justin is home,” Phoebe reminded him as he pushed his pants down and stepped out of them.
“I called your gran and told her you were sleeping over at a friend’s. She took Justin for the night,” he said as he kneeled on the bed.
His hands closed on the hem of her tee shirt and she lifted her arms as he pulled it off over her head. He laid her back against her pillows and leaned down to kiss her. Her arms snaked around his neck and she opened her mouth accepting his tongue. He tasted of the Scotch that he had drank for dinner.
His hand caressed her firm young breast, teasing the nipple till it was hard. His lips left hers and she sighed as his mouth found the pink pebble and his hand slid lower. Her hands closed over the back of his head as he licked and sucked her sensitive nipple.
His hand slipped between her thighs and she let her legs fall open for him. His fingers glided over her clit and through the folds of her pussy, He stroked up and down her slit spreading the wetness there before delving into her tight cunt.
She moaned as his mouth left her breasts to follow the path his hand had taken. She pulled her knees up spreading herself open as he settled between her thigh. He pressed his face against the warm, moist flesh and breathed her scent in.
He pulled his fingers out of her pussy and thrust his tongue into her as far as he could, moaning into her body before pulling his tongue up through her inner lips to flick the tip against her clit. Phoebe shivered and clenched her thighs against his head. He took the hard nub of her clit into his mouth and began to suck as he pushed his fingers into her again.
She rocked against his face as he worked his fingers in and out of her drenched pussy. Phoebe began to tremble as he licked and sucked. She lifted her legs and draped them over his shoulders, moaning low in her throat as he he curved his long fingers to stroked the upper wall of her vagina.
“Daddy, it feels so good,” she groaned. “Don’t stop.”
She felt him shake his head and her back arched as he slid another finger into her already full cunt. She started to shake and roll her head from side to side. Her breath coming in the whimpering pants that were becoming familiar to him.
“Uh huh. Uh huh. Daddy. Daddy.”
Her back arched and she dug her heels into his back, her juices flooding his fingers as she came harder than she ever had before. He pulled his fingers out of her pussy and sealed his mouth against the opening to lap up the sweet nectar flowing from her young body.
“Oh fuck, baby,” he murmured against her spasming cunt, “I just want to drown in you.”
“Uh huh,” she whimpered softly as she floated down from the heights of her orgasm, her eyes closed.
She felt him move to cover her body with his and she wrapped her arms around his neck as his lips found hers. She could smell her musk on his face and taste herself in his mouth as he kissed her deeply. He moaned softly as she opened her mouth and her tongue began to dance with his.
His cock was hard as steel against her thigh. She spread her legs wider and squirmed a little until she was holding his hips between her firm, silky thighs. His weight pressed her down as he reached over and turned on the light by her bed.
“Look at me Phoebe,” he said huskily.
Her eyes met his and he pushed his hard, throbbing prick into her warm, wet cunt. She groaned and flexed the muscles in her pussy as he filled her up. He buried the entire length of his cock inside her and held it there for a long moment breathing heavily as he gazed down at her.
“Do you love me, baby?” he asked.
“Yes, Daddy,” she breathed as he began to fuck her slowly. Her hands glided over the flexing muscles in his back. “I love you.”
He pushed up on his arms, his eyes still roaming over her face, his tempo increasing as he thrust deeply into her willing young body. The velvet walls of her tight sheath gripped his cock, rippling around it as he fucked her harder.
She wrapped her legs around him and rocked her hips to meet each powerful thrust. He lowered himself onto his forearms and leaned down to kiss her. She moaned into his mouth and he lifted his head to look into her eyes again.
“I love you, baby,” he said. “I love you so fucking much. You’re my girl, right?”
“Yes, Daddy,” she panted. “Daddy, fuck me. Fuck me hard.”
He pushed up on his arms and pounded his hard cock into her. She threw her head back, her thighs clenching against his hips, her fingers digging into the small of his back. He knew she was close to cumming again and he gritted his teeth as he tried to hold back his own orgasm.
“Daddy,” she wailed, bucking her hips wildly. “Daddy, I’m gonna cum.”
“Oh, fuck, Phoebs. Do it. Cum for me. Cum on Daddy’s cock.”
Her body stiffened and her legs gripped him tightly as she tried to pull him deeper. He continued to pound into her, his balls slapping wetly against her ass as she groaned loudly. He felt her tight cunt clamp down on his engorged prick as her orgasm rolled over and through her. His balls tightened as the walls of her pussy spasmed around his cock.
“Phoebe,” he growled as his cock twitched inside her and let loose the first blast of cum.
“I can feel it, Daddy,” she breathed as she pulled him down to lie on top of her. “I feel you cumming inside of me.”
His hips jerked against her and he continued to pump into her as his balls unloaded all they had. She held him tightly and he shuddered as his cock spurted the last of his semen into his daughter’s cunt. Phoebe trailed kisses along his jaw to his lips.
“I really do love you, Daddy,”she said quietly.
“That’s good,” he said lifting his head to look down at her. “I love you, too, little girl. And I need you. I don’t think I’m ever going to be able to let you go.”
He rolled to his side and pulled her into his arms. She snuggled against him. “It’s okay, Daddy,” she assured him. “I don’t want you to let go.”
Jake smiled and kissed her forehead. He closed his eyes and fell into a peaceful sleep with his baby in his arms.

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Trafficked Love Ch. 13

— THIS STORY CONTAINS EXPLICIT CONTENT AND VULGAR LANGUAGE. It is fictional and does not depict real people or events. — Call girl, Angel, believes there’s nothing nothing more to life than what she is doing now. But when she falls in love with an undercover cop, and things get heated between her and her pimp, Angel searches for answers. Is this really all she is destined for? Could she escape if she wanted to? Would the outside world accept her if she left this lifestyle behind?

Sexual Healing – Part Seven

Connie felt the beautiful Japanese woman’s long tongue slithering deeper into her cunt and screamed her pleasure into the pillow. Emily’s lower lip was moving against Connie’s clitoris as her tongue — long enough to touch the tip of her nose — tried valiantly to reach deep inside to massage the petite brunette’s G-spot. Her oral muscle wasn’t quite *that* long — but Connie bucked and writhed in joyfulappreciation of the effort.
The combination of Emily’s enthusiastic and talented mouth on her cunt and Kim’s voracious suckling at her nipples had kept Conniecumming for something like a half hour. The orgasms just kept rolling through her until she felt as if she were one huge, quivering nerve.
Finally, Emily knelt up, settling her lovely derriere on her heels. She trailed her slim, graceful hands down over Connie’s still-quaking thighs and smiled happily, her tiny-nippled tits quivering slightly. She was deeply flushed and her little nipples were stone-hard. Connie motioned to her. Both Emily and Kim snuggled against her, the three of them kissing and caressing each other, cuddling down after theirpassionate indulgence.
“I thought I was turning inside-out,” Connie panted to Emily. “That was just beautiful!”
“I love making love to your femininity,” Emily said, with her slight accent and oddly archaic English. “You’re taste is delicious and your labia are perfectly formed — and so delicate! I could kiss them for hours!”
Connie kissed Emily’s forehead and cupped one perfectly rounded breast. Emily’s tits were as amazing in their way as Kim’s. Though less abundant than the beautiful young dance student’s, Emily’s breasts were perfectly proportioned to her elegant curves and were much more full than Connie would have expected from an Oriental. And they were so firm!
Kim’s breasts wee fabulous in their own right. For one thing, they were large and firm, jutting with all the gravity-defying exuberance of her youth. But the true marvels were her nipples. They were not the usual aureole surrounding a pointed nozzle; the entire ends of her breasts were like huge nipples, swelling as hard and large as the shell of a walnut.
“I feel so empty inside!” Connie whispered, writhing between her two lovers. “Kim! Toy time!”
Kim’s eyes sparkled. She kissed Connie’s cheek, then rolled across the wide waterbed to the edge. She grabbed the tote bag from beside the bed and knelt up straight, a vision of lush, abundant curves. With her rich tangle of hair falling disheveled about her face, she was lust personified.
With a flourish, Kim opened and upended the bag. The dildos and vibrators and lubricants tumbled to the undulating surface of the bed.
Emily crawled to all fours across Connie’s torso, knees on one side and hands on the other, to inspect the collection. “Oh, my!” sheexclaimed.
Connie sat up. The muscles rippled on the abdomen of the dance teacher. “I want you two to agree to do whatever I tell you, now, okay?”
Kim nodded at once; after a moment, Emily agreed, as well.
“Kim, outfit Emily with one of Joni’s Butterflys, and pick a dildo for me. Grease it up good.”
“Okay, boss.”
“Whatever you wish.”
Kim selected exactly the dildo Connie had expected — the big twenty-inch double dong — and lubed it with half a tube of K-Y. Connie took the butt-plug and lubed it. She held it out to Emily, who took it by the flat base, examining it as if she’d never been in the Pink Pussycat Boutique and seen on display.
“For Kim.”
“Ah, so!” Emily said as Connie took the remote control for the Joni’s Butterfly from Kim. The latex rectangle contained a smallvibrator. One side of the latex was flat and smooth; the other, shaped to fit into a woman’s labia, was covered with low, rubber protuberances meant to transmit the vibrations to the sensitive inner flesh of the labia and to the clitoris. The whole affair fitted neatly over Emily’s sweet pussy and was held in place by an elastic strap that went around her waist and two garter-like straps that encircled her thighs.
Connie carefully thumbed the slide control to its lowest setting and watched Emily’s eyes widen — then half-close as her hips began to trace tiny circles of pleasure.
Connie lay back slowly, legs wide. “You, too, Kim,” she said, a gesture indicating Kim was to mirror her position, so their pussies would be open and nearly in alignment.
“Emily, put that dildo into us.”
“Oh, yesss….” Emily’s voice was a lusty sigh as she hefted the large double-dong. She frowned as she looked at Connie’s little cunt.
“Don’t worry — my husband is almost as thick. I want it!”
Emily bent gracefully at the waist and put her face near the cuntal juncture. She smiled and that long tongue came out to lick Connie’s cunt, then Kim’s. Both recipients moaned and rolled their hips with pleasure.
Connie tensed with anticipation when she felt Emily fitting the fat knob of the artificial cock into her cunt lips. She felt herselfstretching and giving way, slowly and with just a hint of the most wonderfully delicious discomfort. She thumbed the control on theButterfly higher. Emily emitted a polite, lady-like squeal and pushed the head of the dildo into Connie’s cunt.
Connie felt as if she couldn’t catch her breath. She struggled to regain control of her breathing long enough to say, “Kim — hold the butt-plug.”
As Emily handed the butt-plug to Kim, she worked more of the fat dildo up Connie’s hungry little cunt. Three, four, five inches slid in, stretching and reaming her cunt in the most wonderful way.
“Put the other end into Kimberly,” Connie instructed. She groaned again as she felt the dildo flex and move inside her, responding to Emily efforts to align it. Kim’s sigh and grunt of pleasure informed her when the insertion was made. Connie groped blindly till her fingers found Kim’s. They gripped each other’s hand and began working their cunnies toward contact, swallowing more and more of the big double dildo.
Connie felt Kim’s soft pubic hair against her labia. “Roll a little,” she gasped.
Kim rolled halfway onto her side and Connie forced their cunts completely together.
Connie managed to focus her gaze on Emily. The beautiful Japanese woman was staring with heavy-lidded eyes at the lewd sight of two lovely women impaling themselves on opposite ends of the same out-sized rubber cock. The sight was having its effect. Emily’s face, throat and chest were flushed, her breathing was shallow and rapid and her nipples were so swollen, they looked ready to burst. Her soft lips were parted and slightly and from time to time, the tip of her tongue flickered across them.
“Stick that plug up Kim’s little backside,” Connie breathed.
Emily jerked, as if startled. She bent at the waist and kissed Kim’s luxuriant hip as she slid the butt-plug into position.
Connie felt Kimberly’s stiffening when it began to penetrate, then heard the deep sigh of contentment as the little rubber device was securely lodged. She pulled on Kim’s hand to make her lay back flat on the bed and began slowly hunching her hips, fucking Kimberly with the double dong while she fucked her own overheated little pussy.
“Get down here and lick us both!” Connie hissed.
Emily didn’t need a second invitation. Her wet, hungry lipsexplored the thighs and abdomen of each impaled woman in turn, then that marvelously agile tongue was tracing the tautly stretched labia — or as much as she could reach — and finally moved between two swollen clits.
It was there that Emily was in her glory and her talent was put to the best use. She kept her tongue between the two women and twitched it back and forth, as quick as a pink tuning fork, flicking at the tips of the two engorged clitorises. Connie reached down with one hand to cup Emily’s breast. She closed her fingertips around the tiny, hard nipple and pulled on it slightly. She was rewarded with the soft exhalation of Emily’s groan of pleasure.
Connie pinched the nipple hard and Emily shook and shivered and for a moment could only rest her cheek on Kim’s shuddering abdomen. Connie reached over and fingered the garter clasp of the Joni’sButterfly around Emily’s left thigh.
“Take it off,” Connie ordered. “And sit on Kim’s face — but don’t stop licking!” Emily complied with suddenly clumsy fingers and was visibly trembling with pleasure as she slowly moved into position, Her tongue never ceased to work its wonders on the two women. Kim’s groans of pleasure were muffled in the liquid softness of Emily’s wet twat.
Connie slowly worked herself off the dildo, regretting theemptiness its removal left inside her spasming cunt — but looking forward even more to what was coming next.
She quickly reversed herself on the bed, licking the insides of Kim’s quivering, wide-flung thighs. She gripped the end of the dildo and pumped it quickly, almost savagely, in and out of Kim’s young cunt. The strawberry blonde gasped and bucked at the combined stimuli of Emily’s tireless tongue and the huge rubber phallus inside her. Connie pushed more and more of the big fucker into her girlfriend, till fully a foot of it was buried inside Kim’s hungry cunt.
And then she pulled it out, completely.
Connie heard Kim’s muffled howls of frustration and saw how her cunt still gaped and drooled. She knew what Kim was feeling, what Kim craved. She groped for and found a tube of the K-Y and smeared it on her fingers.
Then she slipped three fingers into Kim’s twat.
“Yes!” Even muffled by Emily’s muff, Kim’s cry was clearly audible. Connie tucked a fourth finger into Kim’s sopping pussy and waggled her digits back and fourth in the wet pool of Kim juice. Kim screamed and bucked her hips. Connie kept it up for more than a minute, then slid her fingers out of her beautiful friend and moved up on the bed.
“My turn on her face,” she whispered to Emily, her voice raspy with lust. Emily sat up slowly and turn passion-glazed eyes on Connie.
“My turn,” Connie repeated and Emily slowly hoisted herself off Kim’s face.
Connie looked at the strawberry blonde’s face and saw Kim was absolutely soaked with Emily’s juices. Kim’s face was slack, her lips were open, her eyes were closed, her hair was a mess — and her tongue was still outstretched.
Connie lowered her cunt directly over Kim’s yearning tongue and shivered as she felt the slick pink mouth muscle move against her twat and clitoris. She ground her cunt down onto Kim’s mouth, her hands squeezing and pulling Kim’s amazing nipples.
“Get beside her and lean between her legs,” she told Emily.
The lusty, lovely Japanese woman slithered into place andimmediately began working her remarkable tongue around Kim’s hungry cunt. Kim vented her pleasures on Connie’s receptive cunt — but Connie had something else in mind.
She leaned forward and her tongue joined Emily’s on Kimberly’s cunt and clit. She reached to one side and grabbed the tube of K-Y jelly. “Give me your hand,” she told Emily.
Emily moved in slow-motion, offering her hand. Connie smeared it with all the lubricant left in the tube.
“Now stick three fingers into her,” Connie whispered and felt a wave of lust wash through her as she watch the delicate fingers — smaller than her own, as she’d noticed while they were eating dinner — slide into her lover. Kimberly had taken Connie’s cunt, lips and all,completely into her mouth and was wildly licking and sucking. A series of small orgasms was detonating inside the petite ballet teacher’s body, but she didn’t let them distract her.
“Another,” she said to Emily and watched the beautiful Asian’s eyes close almost all the way as she complied. Connie grabbed Emily’s forearm and began pumping the fingers in and out of her friend’s cunt as if she were using a dildo and not another woman’s fingers.
Beneath her, Kim was writhing and bucking, stiffening in orgasm from time to time from the twin pleasures of Connie’s tongue on her clit and Emily’s fingers in her cunt.
“Now tuck your thumb into your palm,” Connie ordered. Emily’s eyes widened slightly, but she complied. Connie pushed Emily’s forearm toward Kim’s cunt and watched Emily’s hand begin to sink inside.
Kimberly arched, her legs widespread and thighs trembling. She began rolling her hips in sharp, tight circles, trying to absorb Emily’s hand. She was sucking crazily on Connie’s cunt now, her tongue trying to get ever deeper into Connie’s grasping quim.
Connie pushed Emily’s hand harder and harder, felt Emily tensing with the effort of pushing.
“You wanted to know how it felt to ream a woman? Ram your fist up her cunt!” she hissed.
Emily moaned and then her hand disappeared into Kim.
“UNnnnnngh!” Kim’s loud grunt vibrated Connie’s insides. She pushed Emily’s hand deeper into Kim, till almost a third of her forearm was buried in the lush young blonde. She could feel Kim’s abdomen bulging against her upper chest, could feel Emily’s hand move inside. She felt Kim shuddering and groaning.
Emily’s eyes widened. “She is having an orgasm!” she breathed, astonished. “I can feel it on my hand!”
“Make a fist!” Connie hissed. “Give her more!”
Kim writhed as Emily complied and Connie licked her cunt. She was bowed up off the bed now, seemingly locked in the difficult position and seemingly unable to relax from it. Connie felt the orgasms washing through Kimberly. She moved her hand higher on Emily’s arm, near the elbow, and rammed the Japanese woman’s small fist deeper into Kim’s welcoming cunt.
Emily turned her face to Connie’s. Her expression was half-crazed and totally passionate. A tiny, evil smile played across her lips and she suddenly ducked her head forward and kissed Connie hungrily. Connie opened her mouth willingly to that amazing tongue. She relaxed her guiding grip on Emily’s arm and when she broke the kiss, saw that Emily was happily, greedily pumping Kim’s insatiable cunt with her fist and half of her forearm.
Connie climbed off Kim’s face and the young blonde immediately let out a scream of sheer pleasure. Her hips crashed down to the bed and bucked wildly. Connie saw her abdomen ripple and bulge in time with Emily’s fisting. Her own cunt was yawning for food. She crawled over to the big double dildo and impaled herself on it, holding it with one hand while the other hand moved frantically over her clitoris. She shook with pleasure, wallowing in the decadence of what they were doing.
She crawled around behind Emily while Kim let loose another wild scream. The free end of the double dong dangled to the bed. It hung from Connie’s cunt like an obscene imitation of hermaphroditic mutation. She knelt behind Emily, raised the other end of the dildo and nestled it against the gooey, gushing lips of Emily’s upthrust cunt.
“I’m gonna FUCK you!” Connie barked and pushed the big dildo forward. Emily emitted a sharp yelp of surprise and then pushed back with her hips, bracing herself by forcing her fist to the limit in Kim’s spasming cunt. The huge rubber knob stretched Emily’s small cuntprecariously and then slipped inside.
“Oh! You are splitting me in half!” Emily cried and pushed back for more. Kim screamed her pleasure again and started grunting and sobbing as she came and came again. Connie pushed the dildo forward, feeling the back pressure from Emily’s tight twat. She got about five inches into the Japanese woman, then pulled back — and rammed forward till all but an inch or so remained outside. Emily fell forward and rammed her hand inside Kim, her face resting on Kim’s shuddering abdomen.
Connie began fucking in and out of the constricted Japanese cunt, savoring the hunching and stretching of the dildo inside herself while her fingers plucked at her swollen clitoris. She was cumming, too, nonstop, orgasm after orgasm cascading inside her and building strength. The sight of Emily’s long tongue on Kim’s clitoris and Emily’s arm buried halfway into Kim’s lovely cunt, the sight and sound of Kimberly’s powerful, unceasing orgasms and her cunt liquidly gripping Emily’s forearm combined with the physical sensations and the smell of overheated cunt and sent Connie higher and higher. She couldn’t hold herself upright any longer as the pleasures tore through her. She leanedforward, draping herself over Emily’s bowed back as their hips worked rapidly over the long, fat double dong. All three were cumming now, all three were lost in pleasure.
When Emily shrieked, “I feel so depraved!” it was the final nudge for Connie. Yes, depraved — that was exactly what they were. Depraved, sex-craving sluts and they loved it. The pleasure got to be too much, the orgasms too intense. She couldn’t seem to draw a breath and her awareness was spiraling off and away into a dark, red pit of pleasure…
She passed out just as Emily pulled her hand, fist still curled, out of Kimberly’s clenching cunt and barely saw her sobbing, strawberry blonde student rubbing Emily’s cunt-juiced hand over her fantastic nipples and on her face.* * *
It was almost two o’clock in the morning before any of them stirred enough to be called “awake.” Connie was cuddled to Kim’s left side, Emily to the right. Emily was lightly cupping Kim’s wet cunt; Connie was gently licking the silky side swell of Kim’s left breast.
“I can’t believe we came so much!” Kim breathed softly. “I can’t believe she had her whole damn fist inside me and that it felt so good!”
“The way you came so hard,” Emily said softly. Whom she addressed was unclear and unimportant. “It was making me cum just seeing it, being part of it.” She raised her head and met Connie’s gaze. “I didn’t know an orgasm could be strong enough to make a woman pass out!” She lowered her face to rest on Kim’s right tit. “I was thinking, when I had my hand in Kimberly and you had that huge dildo in me…”
“What?” Connie prompted.
Emily managed to look embarrassed. “I was thinking that I wished we could have photographs of it, to see and remind me…” She smiled shyly and her long tongue came out to lick Kimberly’s dome-like nipple.
Connie giggled. “Gee, if you’d said something before, I could have set up the camcorder on the dresser. It works pretty good in low light.”
It was Kimberly who said, “Let’s do it!”
Emily shook her head. “No, no, I can’t take that huge dildo again. It felt wonderfully pleasurable, but it was painful, too. Maybe another time.”
“My pussy can’t take that fist again right now, either,” Kimberly said, rolling toward Connie. “Where’s that camcorder?”
“In the living room, next to the VCR.”
“Tape?”
“We always keep a blank in it. But — ”
Kim was already out of the bed and padding from the room, tits and buttocks jiggling just enough to be enticing. She returned a few moments later. “Oh, yeah, I know this model.” She pushed some switches and it began a soft whirring. She set it on the dresser, aimed at the bed, and mugged momentarily for the lens, pinching her hardened nipples and tugging at her tits.
“I don’t understand — ” Connie began.
“I do,” Emily said, smiling her depraved smile. She coaxed Connie to roll over, then pulled her up on all fours and slid beneath her from behind. Connie stiffened as she felt Emily’s tongue hit her clitoris, then groaned with pleasure at the teasing, tantalizing touch of the tongue tip on her again-swollen clitoris. She saw Kimberly stuffing the end of the double-dildo into herself just as Emily slipped three fingers into her cunt.
“Ohhh, noooo….” Connie groaned as the fourth finger went in and she felt Kimberly behind her, straddling Emily’s chest. “Fuck me,” Connie gasped as Emily began working her thumb into her cunt and Kim started rubbing the free end of the big dildo against her asshole.
“And if we can’t both fuck you are once,” Kimberly said behind her, “that’s okay. We’ll take turns — her little fist in your cunt and then this big fucker in your ass.”
Connie made a mewling noise as she felt Emily’s hand widening her pussy entrance, working its way inexorably into her — and suddenly, she wanted this, wanted it on tape, wanted it all…desperately. She leaned back and in with her hips, forcing her cunt onto Emily’s hand.
“But you *are* going to get reamed, you slut!” Kimberly vowed.
“Fuckmefuckfuckme…” Connie wailed and they began giving her exactly what she was asking for.

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Finding Love Along the Tracks Chapter 11 – Brenda’s Mom (REVISED)

Brenda’s mom walks back into her life and she does not want to trust her. This is the 2nd version I have on this story, the first one consisted of a scene where John and Kelsy swung with William and Jennifer, but the idea did not go over to well with the readers. Luckily, I had thought this through, and when I initially wrote the story, I made to where I could easily delete that whole scene without having to re-work the whole story.

Irresponsibe 2

“We can’t keep doing this,” Stacie said unconvincingly as she tugged her panties off her waist.
“Why not? We both love it.” I responded.
“Cause it’s incest, and Mom is right over there,” Stacie whispered.

A Family Betrayal Chapter 25

This chapter may not suit some, but it goes with the story. After this one and on I assure everyone the story gets to the point everyone has been waiting for confrontation with evil around the corner meaning those close to Tyrone

Ginny part 1

Ginny walked very carefully up the stairs. Each step was made with careful consideration. She didn’t want Paul to be aware of her presence just yet. Actually she was dreading the upcoming conversation. She wanted the option of backing out at any time at this point. This had to be done and she knew it, no matter how hard it was. If anyone was going to tell him about it, it would be her.
Paul and Ginny had been best friends since the second grade. He pushed her out of the swing and she had punched him square in the jaw before tightening her blonde pigtails and reclaiming her rightful position on the playground. Somehow after that they were inseparable. He was practically her brother and now he needed help. She gently approached his door, which was ajar. She silently peeked in before speaking. He was sitting cross legged on the floor gently clicking away on his laptop. His credit card rested on his knee as he tapped deliberately with a single pointer finger. She knocked very softly and pushed the door further open. What she saw was appalling. Her life long companion sat in the middle of a room full of dirty dishes. DVDs sat stacked upon empty pizza boxes. She glanced briefly at the covers before looking away in disgust. The barely clad women looked happy to be so, but she imagined that they weren’t really. She imagined a life of drugs and strange men, a life without privacy or love. A few more glances around the room revealed countless copies of every pornographic magazine imaginable. Some of them weren’t even in English. She wondered how he had procured some of these items. She stopped surveying the room and looked at her dear friend. He was still tapping away at his keyboard as if she weren’t standing directly over him. A girl named Brandi was standing, covered only by strategically placed house plants, smiling and inviting Paul to just enter his credit card information and enter her world of forbidden pleasures. Is this what he really wanted; some girl with fake auburn hair and equally fake breasts? It made her feel something strange at the thought that he would rather absorb himself in this airbrushed world then even turn around and say hello to her. She couldn’t identify the emotion exactly but pushed it aside in favor of the reason she came here in the first place.
“Paul…could we please talk for a few minutes?” She said it meekly as she sat on his bed.
“Shoot.” He responded, still while looking at the screen.
“I just thought that you should have a little bit of warning. Your family has organized an intervention on your behalf. They plan to confront you this evening. I know how you hate surprises and I didn’t want you to get angry and say things you really didn’t mean to a room full of people.” She sat awaiting the response to this new information. She waited and watched and saw absolutely nothing. “Paul? They are going to come in here and tell you how you’ve made them all feel and then they are going to take all of this away from you. They will lock you in a room somewhere to get all of the pictures and videos out of this house. They will take your laptop, your credit card, your TV…all of it.”
“Why are you telling me this now? I know you don’t approve either so you aren’t giving me time to hide all of it.” He said it with a cynical tone she had never heard him use towards her before. He said it all while still looking at that laptop.
“I wanted to give you the option of giving it up on your own before they started treating you like a child again. You’re a 21 year old man Paul, you should be given the chance to act like it. You should be given the option to step back and look at yourself and say ‘what am I doing…why am I wasting my life this way?” She had stood up as her words had become more heated.
“I’ve already done that and it doesn’t matter.”
He looked away at the floor briefly before returning his gaze to Brandi. She had had it.
“Will you look at me when I’m talking to you?” she kicked the laptop away from him, forcing his attention up at her finally. She saw that his eyes were red and dry from staring at a computer so long. It broke her heart to see him like this. “Ginny what’s the point? The only girlfriend I ever had was sophomore year. Real girls don’t like me. All I ever am is a great friend or worse-big brother figure.”
What? Had this been his driving force all along? She knew that Becky Fromayer had broken his heart but I guess he never really showed how severe it had been. He had turned to these fake girls after her then. He had thought that fake girls wouldn’t be able to hurt him. They may not have broken his heart, but they certainly had hurt him in other ways.
“You have to be kidding me! Becky Fromayer? That blonde bitch from highschool has turned you into this? Paul…you’re 10,000 dollars in debt you can’t pay off. You don’t leave this room, and you stopped talking to me. To tell you the truth, I feel incredibly selfish, but that’s the part I can’t get past.” Ginny was beginning to tear up, “I miss you. What do I have to do to get you to look at me? Do I have to act like the girls in your videos?”
There was a pause as Paul watched the girl he had shared his life with cry in front of him. He wasn’t sure if what he wanted to say was appropriate, but he wanted to say it anyway.
“Would you?” She just stared at him for a second.
“What?” She almost whispered it. Had she heard him right?
“Would you be like one of the girls in the videos for me? I would throw it all away for that.” Her first instinct was to get angry. The thought that he would view her at her most vulnerable and then make such a request shocked her. Her next instinct was to do exactly as he wished. After all, it had been a bit of a secret desire of her own. Who knew her better? Who had always been there for her? It was an entirely logical match. Without another word she began to unzip her top. She began very reluctantly. She was nervous. At the halfway point she stopped and stared at the floor. She had no idea what she was doing. At 20 years old she’d never had sex before, and had only ever removed her clothes in front of other girls. As she stood there, he slowly rose to his feet and approached her. Their eyes met briefly and he took over where she had stopped. He unzipped the light blue shirt all the way and gently pushed it off of her shoulders, casting it aside. He stood back slightly to take in the sight of her in just a pair of hip hugger jeans and a bra that had been made to look like denim. Her C cups looked absolutely perfect and in proportion with her rather slim waste. She wasn’t model stick thin, but she was by no means fat in any way. He knelt down before her and began unzipping her jeans. She lightly rested a hand on his shoulder as she stepped out of the garment, on leg at a time. Her lacey red thong panties were a sharp contrast to the blue in her bra. He slowly ran a hand up and down one of her perfectly shaped and smooth legs. The tone of her skin was a porcelain quality that he admired far more than the standard bronzed look of all the girls he was used to. It stunned him for a moment before he finally reached around to unhook the bra keeping him from seeing her breasts in all their glory. The bra fell to the floor and he was unsure if he could contain himself. He stepped back to take her in. She misinterpreted his movement away as disapproval and moved to cover herself.
“No” he said hoarsely as he reached for her arm to direct t away from in front of her nipples. They were beginning to harden with the chill of suddenly being uncovered. She allowed her arms to drop to her side again as he walked in a semi circle around her and then back, roaming over her with his eyes all the while. He couldn’t keep himself back from her any longer and practically charged over to her. He pushed her down to the bed into a sitting position and knelt before her. Without a word between them he leaned in to place one gloriously perfect nipple into his mouth. She let out the sexiest little whispery moan he’d ever heard. He reached up as he gently sucked and grabbed at her breast and with one squeeze her hair fell from the clip it had been held in. She shook it down as she grabbed at his torso. The hem of his shirt was in her hands and she began to lift it slowly. The sensations he was creating as he moved from the first breast to the other were causing her to shudder slightly, making simple movements into difficult tasks. She succeeded in getting his shirt up to his neck, forcing him to break contact with her skin to allow the garment to be pulled free. He took his next opportunity to plant small kisses up her stomach and between her breasts all while laying her down on the bed before him. He began playing with her lacey little underwear, hooking his fingers in near her hips. She giggled.
“Paul…no, that tickles!”
“Tickles huh? Well I’ll fix that.” He swiftly removed the impossibly small red number and continued his kissing in there stead. Her giggle very quickly dissolved into labored breathes. As his mouth approached her now throbbing clit he paused just north of it. He blew gently on it and then moved back up her body. There was no rush. He had waited for this, now she would wait as well. He ran his hands all over her body; touching every part of her, save for the one place she most longed to be touched.
“P…please…” She mustered a plea for an end to the teasing. He whispered into her ear using the breathiest tone he could,
“Please? Please what?” all she could do was whimper in response. He smiled and continues to whisper “Please what Ginny? You have to tell me what you want…I am not a mind reader.”
He had begun to remove his pants and boxer briefs as he whispered. He had to sit back from his whisper torture to fully remove them, revealing to her the thick eight inch rod she was dying for. It surprised her, yet did not discourage her at all to see that he was uncircumcised.
“Please…I want you…please.” That was all he needed from her and he positioned himself over her. She placed a hand on his chest, stopping him momentarily.
“Will it hurt?” He looked into her eyes for a moment before answering her “Probably, but I promise I will be as gentle as I can be.” She nodded and spread her legs for him. He placed himself between her knees and lifted her legs up to his waist. Slowly he placed the tip of his aching member into her impossibly tight pussy. It felt great, but he knew he had to control his urge to just fuck her without regard. She cringed and dug her nails into his arms as he pushed further into her. The first cry of pain made him instinctively pull back.
“I don’t think I can do this” she said with a grimace on her face.
“I promise you, if you just make it through this first part it will be worth it.” He looked at her. She had always been remarkably petite, standing at only 4’ 11” and weighing about a hundred pounds. This act was never going to be an easy first time affair. He looked back at her. “I’m going to start again okay?” She grabbed onto his arms again and nodded back at him. He started slowly pushing back in again. The previous lack of movement had almost made him forget he was inside a warm wet pussy but as soon as he started again, he quickly remembered. The more forward he went, the tighter her faced scrunched, but she had stopped objecting. When he was half buried in her, he decided to pull almost all the way out and start again. Better to ease her into things. Such a small girl was not going to take such a large cock her first go round. To relief on her face was quite visible as he left just the very tip inside her. He started again, this time a bit faster until he hit uncharted territory. Once again, the going was slow but he finally made it all the way inside. He was impressed that she could take an eight inch dick at all, even if it had been slow. Now completely inside her, he wrapped her legs around his waste and began pumping in and out, slowly at first to see if her pain would give way to pleasure. The look on her face slowly relaxed as the pumping picked up speed. It was when she began to moan that he was sure it had worked.
“ooooooh oh Paul” He felt so good now inside of her. The pain had been excruciating but she trusted him and had thus allowed it. She was so glad she had. She had never felt something so incredible before in her life. With each stroke she felt her passion mounting. He picked up the pace. She cried out as the speed increased and increased. Harder faster, he was unstoppable.
“Oh oh oh…oh God don’t stop!!” She screamed and dug her nails into his back, pressing his body onto her own. He was sweating quite a bit by now and panting like a dog. He slowed down a little bit for just a second and then sped up again. He did a couple more times, drawing things out and teasing her. She begged him to finish her off.
“oh God Paul I’m so close. It feels so good!”
“How good.” He replied as he slowed down yet again
“oh don’t stop. Please…its so good Paul. Oh I can feel every inch of you inside me.”
Hearing that made his cock twitch just a little and he knew he was close too. He pulled almost all the way out very slowly as she just whimpered for more and then very very suddenly, he thrust all eight inches of manhood right to the hilt into her pussy. She let out a loud scream as the cock impaled her. He thrust faster and deeper than he had before as she screamed and grabbed at sheets around her. She bucked and thrust her hips up until she went almost entirely rigid. Her orgasm roared through her as her eyes rolled back and her ass lifted off of the bed. Paul felt the already tight pussy walls begin to open and close around his penis and he could no longer contain it. He shuddered as he shot his load deep inside of her. They both shuddered as they remained locked a few moments longer and then he finally pulled out of her. They lay sweaty and spent on his bed.
“So…how did you like it?” Paul asked as he rolled his head to look at her.” She smiled as she continued breathing heavily with her eyes closed.
“Lets do it again.” She said. With a laugh Paul rolled over to kiss her on the neck.
“Maybe later…did you forget my whole family will be here in under an hour?”

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Tricked

Part 3 of Facefucked, Nathan and Austin lay down the rules for the week

“BEAUTIFUL SISTER”

Beautiful Sister
By Blueheatt
….I lay in bed, coming out of another dream I had of fucking my sister…again. I was on my back and slowly opened my eyes. I had a huge tent in the sheet my erection was making. I see my sister. I loved her long wavy hair. It was braided back and down to her ass. Such smooth light skin and smiling blue eyes. She was wearing her turquoise see thru long night gown. No bra, no panties, hands on her hips, just standing there smiling at me. She said: “Is that all you men ever think about?” I smiled back and said: “You caused it, Trish.” She came over and laid right on top of me, putting my erection right between her legs. She squeezed her legs together on my hard cock. She said: “You’ve got to get up, I’ve got some chores for you to do.”
“Chores…you got a boyfriend, let him do them.”
“He’s for marring, not chores right now.”
“Do you make him as horny as you do me?’ I said. She blushed a little and smiled…
“I make him so horny he cums in his pants, little brother.” she said with a giggle.
“Don’t you let him have sex with you?”
“He’s in training, but good hot sex is with you.”
I smiled and said: “What if I’m not in the mood to do chores, Trish?”
“Wil, you know I can get you in the mood.” She slid down and pulled the sheet down off my cock. She started licking it and making all her moaning noises. One of her hands started rubbing her sexy bush. She said: “Are you getting in the mood Wil?…after the chores I‘ll continue.”
“Ok ok, I’m getting up.”
….My sister was the sexist girl I knew. She was 2 years older than me, and we started young playing Dr. and fooling around. She delighted in making me horny. She knew just how to do it too. …..She would walk around the house when our parents were gone and flash her little tits and act all sexy just to tease me. I would chase her and hold her down. This made her giggle and play resisting me. She showed me how a girl likes to be kissed and felt up. We didn’t have sex, just feels, some kissing and licking. One day my balls were full and sore from play with her. I talked her into jacking me off. We went in the bathroom and I showed her how. I could only shoot a little cum then. We stood at the sink as she began. She got as excited as I was and watched my little shot of cum shoot out. She ask me to let her do it all the time. I did, every chance we got. Next was to rub her clit in return, so she could orgasm. We did mutual wanking a lot. We never got caught by our parents, but had a few close calls. The closest was in our garage. We were building a little fort with some old boxes. When we got them all piled up we sat inside and felt all private in our fort. I reached over and started feeling my sisters new larger tits. She giggled quietly. Next I slipped my hand in her panties to finger her. Her hand went in my pants to fondle my cock. We were both getting hot and kissing. We didn’t hear my dad come out. He moved the boxes just as we took our hands out of our pants. He looked at us and began to slightly smile. “What are you guys up to now.” he said. We both stammered and I said we were playing Army, as my sister said we were playing detective. He laughed at the two not matching story’s, and said he had to have this area for something else. Down came the boxes and our fort. We wanted a place to play with our ’private parts’ and we found it. There was a old guest house out back, unused. Trish started cleaning it up and made a playhouse out of it. Mom and dad thought it was ’cute’ and let her. I started helping her and soon we had some old blankets to sit on. I wanted to fuck my sister bad. She said no, that was going ’to far’ and so the fingering orgasms and jacking cums was as far as we went.
…..I watched my sisters tits grow and her body get sexier with more shape. I would get her alone and say: “…let me see it, please….” She knew I loved to see her tiny bright red pubic hairs. She would pull down the front of her shorts and flash me her little pubic hair.
….My dad noticed Trish getting sexier too and eyeballed her when he thought no one was looking. As time went by sis told me she was a woman now. Her hyman had broke at school in gym class. She now could make babies. Mom and dad got her on the pill right away, to be safe.
…..One afternoon when mom and dad were gone, we went to the playhouse. The fingering and jacking began. I felt the increased new hairs on my sis’s pussy. I had none yet. I wanted to get a close look at her new bright red hairs and got down for good look. She got a little excited with my head between her legs. She began to finger herself. I watched the show. I had the urge to lick her bright pink pussy. So I did. She jumped a little and moaned a little moan. She whispered for me to keep doing that. I did. She was really enjoying it. I figured that would feel good if she licked my cock. I turned and kept licking her pussy, but now I had my cock right at her face. Next thing I knew I felt her lips sucking on it. I kept licking her clit only faster. She sucked faster on my cock. She moaned and her pussy shook. I shot my first cum in her mouth. We both moaned and kept it up for a long while….
…..That was our first oral sex. We both liked it a lot and time after time did it when we got the chance.
….My sister became more and more sexy as her body grew and became so beautiful. We still had not had sex with each other. She got boyfriends and I got girlfriends, but we agreed that they didn’t compare to the thrills we got from each other. We both ended up have sex with others, but still liked our ’special’ playing with each other.
…..It was bound to happen. Our first sex together.
….When I became of legal age, (she already was), that seemed to excite her to go for it. I had wanted to for a long time. Our parents were gone for the weekend. She began her usual sex teasing around me. Flashing her bigger tits, showing her red pussy hair, feeling my cock and rubbing up against me, she whispered: (“Playhouse”). I of course knew what that meant. I first grabbed her and felt her up good. I chased her around the main house and tickled her and pinched her big nipples. She giggled and squirmed when I rubbed her bright pink clit. I got her so hot she moaned…’playhouse!’….I stalled… and fingered her pussy, kissed her neck, sucked her tits and rubbed her body. “Playhouse Wil!”, she moaned. She was panting and trying to get me out the back door to go to the playhouse. “Come on Will…I need you in the playhouse!” she said, panting for breath. We finally ran to the playhouse. We both had never been this excited before.
I thought…Trish, this is it, were going to have sex, no more waiting, I have to have you!
Trish reflected back to that day…..
…..I finally decided I wanted to have sex with my brother. I knew I could make him so hot he would do it, but….he sure as hell knew how to make me hot too. I felt the female animal in me get aggressive to get him down and have sex with me. He decided to tease me beyond my tolerance. I began to almost beg him to fuck me! “Damn you Wil….we’ve waited so long, let’s do it!” I said. My pussy ached for him to fuck me.
(Wil…)
…… I look at her. Her giggles had turned into pure lust in her eyes. She pulled my arms around her. I held her gently and kissed her like my best girlfriend ever. Her heart was thumping in her soft tits.
…..Our bodies suddenly locked together in bliss. We tugged and tore our clothes off as we sunk to the blankets on the floor. Her body was hot to the touch all over. She moaned so beautiful as she tried to talk. “Wil…..I want you so bad…..I….” Now she felt my cock sliding up and down her wet slit. She gasp big and pushed her pussy up to meet it. We felt it sliding in, a little at a time. Ten full strokes and my cock started cuming. I came in a steady stream at first….we yelled with ecstasy…she squirted her juices for the first time…her pussy and my cock were like a blur of moving passion. Pumping, squirming, twitching in pleasure. We had little giggles of joy in-between our moans, it felt so damn good. We made new noises of pure ecstasy. Her legs pulled hard against my body. I held onto her so tight I was afraid I would hurt her. Our moans of joy were loud as our bodies slapped together continuously. My cock had become a cuming machine as her pussy squeezed it and stroked it all in one motion. Cum and pussy juice was flowing everywhere. We could both hear it sloshing together as we just kept fucking.
….We were having a ’golden moment’ in life, and we knew it. We just kept fucking and fucking never wanting it to stop.
…It started to get quiet except for our quiet moans. “…oh my god, (gasp) oh my god..” she moaned out of breath. “Oh god Wil….what happened….(gasp)…I….oh god”
…I was sure we shook the playhouse off it’s foundation. The house seemed to be spinning around and around. “Trish…I think…. I just lost my mind….we just never knew ….it would be like this…(swallow)…your pure heaven Trish….pure heaven..” I managed to say.
….The feels and kisses continued for a long time as we were lost in euphoria….sleep overtook us …I think…I wasn’t sure of anything….except that my sisters hot pussy was the ultimate….
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….That event was burned in our memories forever.
…..We both wondered, how could we be with someone else now, after that.
…. A week went by and we kind of got back to our lives. We wanted to fuck again, but were afraid nothing could top our first sex.
…. It got better even though we thought it couldn’t possibly get better…..
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…..Sis changed in a exciting way. She became a cheerleader, prom queen contestant, and a sexy, happy popular girl. Boyfriends all over the place, but…..for sex, she comes home to me.
….I had girlfriends that I would fuck…but none like sis, not even close.
….Sis managed to marry the guy she wanted, he had money, and she tried to train him how to fuck her. Fair, but lackluster she told me.
…..We sneak and fuck as often as we can. A phone call and the words: “playhouse”, gets our hearts to pumping fast.
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…You’ll have to excuse me now, I can’t write anymore of our story.
….I just got a phone call…. My sisters voice said: “My house, he’s left to go out of town.“…“click“. ….that call has gotten my attention.
Goodbye for now…..
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(Trish…)
….I hung up the phone from calling my brother. My girlfriend Brandi and I giggled loud…
“That’s all it takes, and he’ll come over?” Brandi said.
“Yep, his birthday is this week and this will my little present for him. He’ll get to fuck both of us!… Now you go and get undressed and get into bed and wait. Your going to get the best fuck of your life, girl!”

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An Accident Changed My Life

Having a first name that can go either way gets me on a trip that was meant for women only. However, that little accident certainly changed my life for the better.

Dutch Uncle

It was a hot Friday night and I was “batching” it. My son Gary was visiting his grandparents for couple weeks and I‘d decided to go out for dinner and maybe some drinks. In the back of my mind I fantasized that I’d find a pick up, but knew that I was too shy for that to be realized. My life had been a lonely one in the two years since my wife had passed away. My sexual satisfaction was now only achieved through masturbation.
I pulled into the lot of P.J O’Malleys and it was pretty crowded. Walking in I found a line and as I waited my turn I heard “Uncle George, Uncle George!” Sitting in a booth was my niece Clarissa and her two friends Annie and Alisha. I walked over to say hello and the girls invited me to sit with them. They had already ordered a plate of “poppers” and were enjoying some drinks. Clarissa was home from college, as was Annie. They were catching up with Alisha who had forgone school and worked in a local office. The three had been best friends since as far as I could remember. Annie and Alisha were common attendees to our family functions over the years and were as comfortable around me as they were their own uncles.
Each girl was attractive but in ways different from one another. Clarissa was about 5’ 7”, tan and her face was pretty in a quirky kind of way. She had long brown hair that she kept tied back. Her body was the most athletic of the three and she had been part of the swim team back in high school. She faired pretty well as a swimmer despite nature’s setback of a pair of major-league breasts. During her college stay she’d shocked her parents by piercing her nose and her tongue. This evening she wore a pair of tight jeans, a tank top, a nose ring and a textured ball on her tongue. I’d be a liar if I didn’t admit to having had incestuous, sexual fantasies about her.
Annie was statuesque and at a height of 6’1”, was two inches taller than myself. Her hair was auburn, which she styled short, but with the left side longer that the right. Her beauty was of a more classic type and she had in fact been part of some local beauty pageants. Her build was slim and her breasts on the smallish side. Of the three she was the only one to wear nail polish, a soft pink on both her fingers and sandal adorned feet.
You could describe Alisha as sort of the “wild card” in this beauty
contest. She was a heavy girl and her body was kind of pear shaped. But she had the most amazing and attractive face. Her eyes were big, soft and brown. Her lips were big and full; accentuated by glistening purple lipstick and a beautiful smile. She also wore braces, which I found curiously erotic. Her hair was shoulder length black which framed that gorgeous face perfectly.
They all took to calling me Uncle George and our conversation ran from music to movies, with the girls particularly interested in my recounting of the 1970’s. I have a rep as the “comical” uncle and the ladies were well entertained. There was a dance floor by the bar and they insisted that I join them. We danced in a group for at least a half-hour, having a great time. I was aware of several stares from young men, who had to wonder what the fuck the old man was doing with the hot chicks.
We were at O’Malleys for a least 2 hours and the girls were knocking off quite a few drinks. I on the other hand had switched over to Coke after my second beer and I was a little concerned about them driving home. They laughed and told me that Alisha had an apartment in the complex next door and they were staying the night. In fact they had walked over. Alisha suggested that we go to her place and play some board games.
Her apartment was pretty nice and in particular the living room was quite spacious. We sat at her dining-room table and Alisha brought out some games and a bottle of Mescal Clarissa went to the CD changer and put on a mix of 70’s classic rock. She then went to the kitchen and motioned me to follow. She asked me if it was cool for them to light up some dope. I told her that I wouldn’t partake but that I didn’t have a problem if the wanted to. Lord knows I’d done my fair share of refer
when I was there age. Clarissa went to the cupboard and removed a bong and their stash. Sitting around the table, the girls smoked and Clarissa asked me in I knew any jokes. I replied that all the jokes I knew were pretty raunchy and Annie laughed “Good, the raunchier the better!” I soon had them in gales of laughter, but telling sexually explicit stories to these pretty young girls was sure making my underwear tight!
I was talking to Clarissa and when I turned and I saw a shocking sight. Annie and Alisha were embraced and French kissing. Clarissa asked me “does that disturb you? The dope always seems to make them horny” My head told me that I should leave, after all these girls were young enough to be my own daughters and Clarissa was my own niece. But I was too aroused to make that judgment and I told Clarissa that I was enjoying what I saw. A big smile came to her face and she said “good, you ain’t seen nothing yet!” And with that she began removing her clothes. First came her top & bra. The last time I saw her bare breasted she was in a wading pool. Her tits were very full and her nipples were hard. They were the longest I’d ever seen, at least a full half inch. And I found out something her parents probably didn’t know; she had more than two piercings. Each nipple had a ring to match the one in her nose. She continued to disrobe, peeling off her jeans. Two more surprises; she didn’t wear panties and she shaved her pubic hair. She then walked over to the other girls and offered them her tits. Both ladies began sucking Clarissa’s decorated nipples. Soon they both followed Clarissa’s lead, removed their cloths and they all began fondling each other. Annie looked up and said, “why don’t you join the fun Uncle George?” I never wanted anything more in my life!
The girls had me lay down on the carpeted floor, where they stripped me. Annie pulled off my underwear to reveal my erect 6-inch cock; pre-coital semen oozing from it’s slit. Alisha was the first to go to work. She had the tequila bottle in her hand, took a swig and laughed out “eat the worm!” Kneeling between my legs she extended her tongue. It was unusually long and she began to slowly lick me, starting at the base of my balls and languidly moving up the underside of my penis, removing the fluid I’d left excitedly at the tip. She repeated this action several times giving me tremendous pleasure. “My turn” The voice belonged to Annie who traded places with Alisha. Annie was more interested in a traditional method of cock-sucking and she lowered her mouth onto my shaft. She slid her soft lips all the way to the base, then stared up at me doe-eyed. The sight of this incredible beauty queen with her mouth filled my cock was so erotic; I can barely describe it. It was taking all the will power I could muster not to cum, but I wanted to save that for “family”. With a wry smile Clarissa said “Now’s the time when dreams come true” My niece took her turn nestled between my legs. Annie stood above me and squatted down onto my face. Her pubic area was downy and soft and her cunt smelled of fruit shampoo. It tasted wonderful. Alisha positioned herself so she could suck my left nipple, as she pinched and played with the right. I felt Clarissa take my balls into her mouth and probe them with her tongue, then she swallowed my cock. The flexibility of her tongue was unbelievable. She massaged the area underneath and just below the head of my cock. The sensation of the metal ball was beyond intense. My hips began to buck , she tightened her lips on my shaft, and that sensitive area of my dick swiftly rode of the ball. I fucked her face until I unloaded the most semen that I’ve ever ejaculated. Annie and Alisha got off me and I was treated to the vision of my niece with her mouth still clamped to my cock. Alisha went beside her, laid face up and Clarissa hovered over her mouth. She slowly released my cum in a viscous string into Alisha’s hungry mouth. Alisha got up , faced Annie and extended her unusually long tongue to her, my jism puddled on it’s top. Annie opened her mouth wide, took Alisha’s tongue into her mouth, clamped her lips and drew the load into her own mouth. The girls transferred my seed between themselves several times. Then finally Clarissa turned to me and French kissed me, bathing my mouth and teeth in mixture of my own cum and the girl’s saliva.
My cock may not be the longest or thickest but I was blessed in one area; stamina. My swollen member wouldn’t have gotten soft under any ordinary circumstance and this was far from ordinary. My dick was as hard as it had ever been. I knew I had to have Clarissa. I laid her back on the carpet and treated myself to her shaved beaver. Her vulva was extremely soft and smooth and I delighted in rubbing my face on it, before parting her lips. Her clit was like her nipples; the largest I’d ever seen. Unlike Annie her cunt had a strong musky (and sexy) odor. I probed my tongue deeply into her vagina bur expended most of my efforts on her button. I sucked it like it was a tiny cock. As I did this I reached up to her tits. I was afraid to pull on the rings but I pinched and twisted them, bring a sexy moan from her. Seeing how she liked that, I worked them as hard as I thought she could bare. She sighed “Fuck me”. I didn’t need asked twice. She guided my dick into her moist warm hole. Her reaction to how I handled her nipples made me believe she wanted fucked hard and I violently pumped her. She was abandoned in pleasure and cried out “Oh yes daddy!” Her incestuous reference turned me on and I wondered if maybe my brother-in-law did know about those other piercings. She wrapped her strong legs around me, locked her ankles and bucked and rolled like a wild woman. I’d never been fucked like that before and soon my beautiful young niece brought me to orgasm for the second time. As I pulled out Alisha excitedly buried her face into Clarissa’s cunt, sucking out as much of my cum as she could.
Leaving those two to their pleasures I turned to Annie. She and I exchanged deep kisses and eased her back so that she lay with her back on the floor. My lips roamed over her body. Her breasts fascinated me; they were slight and the color of alabaster. Her left areola was misshapen, more egg shaped than round. Her nipples were tiny and hard. As I sucked on hers I positioned myself to where she could reciprocate. Then I continued exploring her downward, bypassing her pussy and following her legs to her feet. She had tiny little toes that seemed to beg for sucking. I fondled each one with my lips and tongue; an act that was really exciting her. She whispered to me “sixty-nine”. I traded places with her so that she would be on top. I spread her soft labia to reveal her clit. I began to flick at it with the tip of my tongue. She in turn suckled at my manhood like it was a pacifier. The sweet little rosebud of her asshole looked inviting so I massaged it with my thumb. I heard a great moan and knew I was onto something. I sucked on her clit, tonguing it franticly as I continued the massage. Her body almost convulsed with her orgasm. She hurriedly crawled off me to recover from the intensity.
I turned to find Alisha still at work on Clarissa’s insatiable pussy. Her large ass was facing me displaying her wet, wet cunt and her asshole. I was drawn to her backside and without even thinking I started to lick her ass. This really pushed her buttons and she stopped licking my niece long enough to demand that I take her up the ass. Annie had been watching and had already retrieved a tube of K-Y jelly. She squirted it into her hand and greased my pole, then she put some more on her index finger and inserted into Alisha’s butt. I’d never tried anal sex before and was a little unsure. Alisha reached back and guided my cock. I entered her slowly but completely. When I felt her muscles relax I began to pump. The sensation was tighter than any snatch I fucked before. All the while she continued sucking Clarissa’s clit. Finally Alisha started a loud, extreme climax and I came for the third time that night.
I for one was exhausted. I confessed to the trio of little sluts, that they’d worn the old man out. I went into Alisha’s bedroom and happy passed out. When I awoke in the morning I was thrilled to find myself comfortably entangled with three naked and snoozing ladies. Life was good!

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