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My Niece’s Vacation

Her face fell when I told her the news. A pregnant pause followed before she spoke. “That’s great!” She said, but her dark brown eyes told a different story.
“What’s wrong? I thought you liked it …” I stood there flabbergasted, holding the two plane tickets.
“Nothing! Nothing. It’s very thoughtful of you.” My niece got on her tippy toes and kissed me on the cheek.
“We can do something else. I just … I thought you loved Disney World.”
“I did … I do. I might be too old for it though …” She let that last statement hang in the air. My niece was 14. Is that too old for Disney? When we had gone before she had absolutely loved it.
I was processing all this information in my head as I prepared dinner for Jaime. She had just flown down from upstate New York. As I kept talking to her, asking her about potential boyfriends, school, my sister (her mother), I guess she did seem more mature than when I saw her at Christmas six months ago. She was started to climb out of that awkward teenage girl phase and into the beautiful woman phase. Aside from her glasses and braces, of course. Her hair was longer now, with thick brown curls framing her cute face. She had thin lips and small nose. She was wearing a Carolina Panthers jersey I had gotten for her, which hid her body a bit, but how much could she have grown in six months anyway, I thought.
As usual when Jaime visited, I went all out cooking a seafood feast for her. Lobster, crab cakes, clams and scallops. We topped it off with her favorite — Uncle Matt’s Famous Souffle. I was exhausted and stuffed by the time we cleared the plates.
Jaime headed up to the guest room after her long day of travelling. I stayed up to clean, wash the dishes and watch the news.
The next day I made a grand breakfast for the two of us. The weather wasn’t cooperating with our beach plans and I decided to take my niece shopping at the outlet malls nearby. There wasn’t a whole lot to do here in Wilmington, North Carolina, but we make do.
Jaime and I usually spend about two weeks together every summer. Gives my sister and her husband a break and allows Jaime and I to bond. After about a week at my place, I’ll usually take her on a trip somewhere. The year before we had gone to Los Angeles. Before that was Ireland. When she was 11 we went to Disney and Universal.
As Jaime dragged me from store to store racking up my credit card bill, I reflected on the face that my niece was not so young anymore. Her outfits reflected an older, more mature … more provocative style than I had noticed in years past. I suppose our little girl is getting more grown up. That’s why she didn’t want to go to Orlando.
We went out for dinner that night and gorged on seafood again. Clam chowder, mussels and fresh salt water fish. I brought up Florida again and asked if she would be interested in skipping Disney and just doing Universal.
“I’m so lucky to have such a sweet uncle.” She replied. “I’m happy to do whatever you want.”
No matter how many different ways I asked, she continued to evade the question.
I felt as if I had no choice but to exchange the tickets for somewhere more grown up now that Jaime had other interests.
The next morning was clear and beautiful. We ate a big breakfast and I packed the cooler full of sandwiches and snacks as we walked the 1/10th of a mile to the beach. When we got there Jaime helped set up and then took her top off to reveal her bikini.
I had grossly underestimated just how much she had grown up. Her breasts were at least DD’s and looked even bigger on her small frame. She’s 5 foot nothing, making her boobs look even larger. They were very nearly spilling out. I wondered why she didn’t wear either one of the two bathing suits I had brought for her the day before. The one she was wearing must have been from the previous summer as ample flesh was just … everywhere. She caught me looking at her and I quickly, instinctively looked away, but not before I saw a smile on her lips.
I stood up to take off my shirt, revealing my always present abs and well defined body. Definitely one of the perks of being retired at 32 was that I had a lot of available time to work out with my personal trainer. Living at the beach year round also afforded me opportunities to be physically active. I ran my fingers through my long brown hair and then I could have sworn I saw Jaime oogling me. I smiled to her the way she had just smiled to me a moment before.
The whole morning was like that. I was oogling my niece and she’d look at me and smile. I would go inot the cold ocean to try to get my erection down. The girl was just … absolutely stacked and had just a hint of baby fat on her, giving her a juicy body. I wondered how they could have grown so much in just a year, and how did I not notice what she was packing those under her clothes?
She asked me to put suntanning lotion on her back and I was more than happy to do so. It was different this time. I guess I had a bit of lust for my niece now and touching her felt electric. I’d love to tell you I slipped my hands under her bikini and felt everything, but the truth is that I am not that ballsy.
I wasn’t the only one gawking. Footballs and fresbies were raining on us all afternoon as boys and men sought to have a conversation with Jaime or gain her company. A group of people playing vollyball asked her if she’d like to join them. She looked over at me and said she would if there was room for her uncle as well. They quickly agreed and Jaime and I found ourselves on opposite sides of the net for the game.
It was a glorious opportunity to watch my nieces massive melons bounce up and down.
Every guy on the beach was mesmerized by Jaime’s boobs. We were all hoping that either the bikini would break against the strain or one of her jugs would just slip out. It was difficult at times to even keep my eyes on the volleyball. Jaime made a spectacular dive for the ball and missed and the game was on an unofficial hold as the guys and some of the girls watched Jaime brush the sand off her chest.
We played all afternoon, stopping occasionally for water and more tanning lotion. By dusk we were all beat, but some of the players were building a fire and drinking beer. I graciously accepted one when it was offered to me and he asked if Jaime could have one.
I thought for a moment that I had been treating her like a child and she was ready to make her own adult decisions away from home. Jaime accepted a beer and looked over to me to see if I objected. I smiled and nodded as I upheld my reputation as the cool uncle.
We sat there watching the sunset and the boats make their way back to the marina. Jaime loved the freedom of being able to drink, but I did stop her after two. We trudge back home and she was very animated and, I suspect, a bit buzzed. She talked a bit of smack about her volleyball skills and how she had stuffed me on one occasion.
We walked into the house and I headed straight for the shower and brushed my teeth. I put on some work out clothes and was walking by the guest room that Jaime was staying in. The door was wide open and I walked in to say good night.
“Good ni–” was as far as I got.
Jaime had her back to me and her bikini top undone. Her arm held it against her chest as she turned to me and then walked up to kiss me on the cheek good night. I thought for a moment that she lingered on my cheek just a moment too long. I also thought that the only thing separating us was that flimsy, too small bikini top.
Just as quickly as it happened, Jaime turned her back to me and walked into the guest bathroom, calling goodnight over her shoulder before the door shut.
I had trouble sleeping that night until I finally relented and rubbed one out thinking of Jaime’s massive breasts and burying my face in between them.
Jaime bounded down the stairs the next morning wearing tight shorts and a wife beater. I was thankful for the bra, which still left little to the imagination. She sat on my lap and kissed my cheek again as I sipped my coffee. She seemed happier and more full of energy this morning. We discussed our travel plans, as our flight was leaving that evening.
We spent another morning at the beach and a lot of the volleyball players came back during the afternoon. I was shocked when Jaime took off her summer dress and revealed the same bathing suit that she wore the day before. I smiled, but didn’t say anything. She must love the attention she was getting.
One of the volleyball boys was very visibly infatuated with Jaime and they seemed to be talking quite a bit. I felt a small twinge of jealousy, as that kid had a better chance to see and play with my niece’s over sized breasts than I did.
I didn’t get too despondent when they exchanged numbers before we left the beach to go home and pack and leave. I did have one surprise for Jaime. We packed for Florida in record time and were out the door with plenty of time to spare. I noticed Jaime was wearing a more revealing top now and was showing off her body more and more. I pretended that she was doing it for me because she saw how much I was oogling her the day before.
We got to the airport and through security when I decided to reveal my surprise.
“We have to go to gate 18, Uncle Matt.” Jaime had her hand clasped in mine and was trying to drag me.
“No … No, I think it’s gate 12.” I smiled and patted the tickets in my hand.
Jaime looked at the monitor and saw the flight for Orlando was obviously gate 18. We fought back and forth, my smile never leaving my face until she gave in. She didn’t get it. Oh well, the bigger the surprise, then.
We got to gate 12 and she whirled to me and said, “See? We should have been at the other gate!” She was visibly agitated.
“Jaime … sweetie. We’re at the right gate. I changed our tickets.”
She turned again to look above the counter for the destination — Las Vegas.
My niece thought I wasn’t thinking of her as an adult? That changed in an instant. Vegas! The look on her face was priceless.
“If you tell your mom, we’ll both be killed.” I warned.
Jaime lept into my arms and I felt her incredible breasts pushing against me. I couldn’t believe how firm they were! I held her for a few minutes until they started calling for people to board the plane.
We settled in on our plane ride and Jamie was talking a mile a minute. I totally pulled this one over on her and couldn’t wait to introduce her to everything there is in Vegas. About an hour into the flight she finally started calming down and she got quiet. A little later still she seemed downright depressed.
“Jaime, what’s wrong?”
She beamed her brilliant smile at me, showing off her braces. “Nothing! I’m excited!”
“Jaime.”
She looked away and started spilling her guts. “Well … I’m only 14. I can’t drink, I can’t gamble … I don’t know if there’s enough for me to do. And I don’t want to hold you back from doing things you want to do.”
“Jaime, sweetie. Don’t worry about that stuff. There’s a million and one things to do in Vegas. We can shop, we’ll catch cirque du soleil, we’ll eat in the best restaurants. It’ll be wonderful. Trust your Uncle.”
That seemed to pick her mood right back up and she leaned over to kiss me on the cheek again. She caught me off guard she moved so quick and she kissed me on the lips! I quickly changed her attention to the window and pointed out that we could see the lights on the strip.
My mind was fantasizing again, wondering if she had meant to kiss me on the lips?
We landed, debarked and picked up our luggage. The city was just coming alive for the evening and we took a town car to the hotel. The Palazzo Resort and Casino is among the best a city overflowing with luxurious hotels. I had never stayed there before, but as with most hotels in Vegas it is truly awesome. We stood in the lobby for a few moments, taking it all in. The marble, the light, the people, the elegance of it all. I loved it, and Jaime did too. I quickly checked us in for the two bedroom suite and we unloaded and were ready to hit the streets in record time.
We walked along the strip, watching the fountains at the Bellagio and the pirate show at Treasure Island. I make it to Vegas twice a year or so, and I’m always amazed at how much can change in one city. We ended up at Mandalay Bay watching the sharks in the aquarium and we decided on dinner at Aureole. I even ordered a bottle of wine and the waiter brought two glasses for us. Jaime loved Vegas, but I suspected the highlight of her evening was in drinking wine openly.
On the walk back to the Palazzo a couple gentlemen gave me cards for various “ladies of the night”. Jaime started teasing me, asking me if I was going to get the 2 for $222 special. “It’s a great deal! You should take it Uncle Matt!”
“Ha ha. You’d put any girls I brought back with me to shame with those monsters you’ve got there.”
Jamie smiled, but got quiet after that. I wondered if I had gone too far.
I stopped and got one of the cheesy over sized drinks and Jaime and I took turns drinking from it. She was definitely tipsy, borderline drunk when we finished it and got back to the hotel around 2 AM. Once inside our luxurious room, we just kind of stood there.
“Well … I’m going to take this room.” I declared, pointing to one side of the suite. The open curtains gave us a magnificent view of the strip. Jaime pulled out her cell phone and was about to take a picture and I stopped her. “Nope. No evidence of our being here. Your mom would flip a shit. What happens in Vegas …”
“…stays in Vegas.” Jaime finished. “Does that mean you’re not getting the hookers?”
“Jaime … prostitutes. Please. Don’t be so uncouth. And no, I’m not. I’ve got my woman for the next 5 days right here.”
I didn’t mean it for that to come out as sexual as it did, but Jaime didn’t seem fazed. She snuggled up against me and we looked out onto the strip together, letting the alcohol wash over our fuzzy brains. My hands moved from her shoulder to to her waist and I pulled her into me a bit. I’m sure she felt my erection poking into her lower back, but it seemed fine to me in the moment.
She turned to me and said her thank yous and goodnight like she did every night. And then she stood there for a moment as if she was deciding something. She got on her tippy toes and I turned my cheek a bit for her to kiss me there. Very quickly she put her hand on my face and turned me to her and kissed me on the lips.
It was over before I knew what happened and Jaime just stood there looking at me for a minute. She said goodnight and turned to leave when I grabbed her arm and pulled her back.
I crushed my lips onto hers passionately. For a moment I was scared that I had just fucked up royally before Jaime started kissing me in return. Our lips parted and our tongues started dancing inside each others mouths. My hands were gripping her, as if I couldn’t ever afford to let her go.
My niece! This was incest! Even if she wanted this, I was the adult here. I stopped for a moment and looked at her. Her beautiful long brown hair flowing down. She took off her glasses, tossing them on the couch and looked back to me with her huge brown eyes. She looked apologetic but before she could say anything I attacked her lips again. My hand went to the back of her head and I pull her into me. I needed more. I needed to be inside her completely.
We were like magnets to each other, clawing at each other, trying desperately to get closer. For christsakes, she’s only 14. I stopped again.
I stopped because it was wrong, but I think Jaime thought I had a different idea. She looked down and began to pull off her tee shirt, revealing her incredible tits. Any idea I had of stopping ended just then. I was going to see these monsters.
She reached behind and undid the clasp to her bra and let it fall away. Her breasts were magnificent. Bigger than I had even imagined with long nipples poking out. I had to get on my knees to face them. I took one of her hard nipples into my mouth and tugged at it slowly. Jaime let out a groan and I moved further. I grabbed her other breast and started kneading on it, pulling on her nipple and letting her unbelievably soft skin brush against my face.
My mind was lost. I wasn’t thinking at all as I succumbed to my incredible lust for my niece.
I buried myself in her, letting her luscious melons envelope my head. I looked up at her and she kissed me, pulling my face to hers. I will still on my knees and I unbuckled her jeans and pushed them down. She was just wearing lacy black panties. She seemed a bit shy, as if she was trying to hide herself, yet at the same time she wanted me to see her in all her naked glory.
“Are you okay?” I asked, stopping after I finished pulling off her jeans, running my hands along her smooth thighs.
“Yes. I can’t believe this is happening! I wanted this for so long!” She smiled as I stood up and kissed her again. She put her hands under my shirt and I lifted my arms and helped her as she took it off.
“Should we go to the bedroom?”
Jaime shook her head and smiled. She pushed me, gently until I felt my knees give way to the couch. She took off her panties and stood there for a moment, letting my eyes take in every morsel of detail on her body while I struggled to take off my pants.
At last, we were both naked. She straddled me on the couch and I wondered how many other couples had had sex on this very same couch. Then I thought to myself that we were probably the first incestual couple to have sex on this couch.
Jaime and I kissed forever, it seemed. It may have been hours, I don’t even know. My hands grabbed at every inch of flesh available within reach. My tongue was exploring her small mouth and she gyrated her hips over me. I wasn’t going to be the one to initiate penetration, so I sat there frustrated until finally, at long last, she reached down and moved me towards her hole. She was absolutely soaking wet, nearly dripping.
“Are you sure? Are you a virgin?”
Jaime was panting and her eyes were filled with lust. She shook her head and impaled herself on me in that moment.
She had, however, the tightest vagina that had ever sheathed itself around my cock. I almost didn’t think it would go in, but she was relentless until it finally stuffed her completely. I was balls deep when we stopped to catch our breath and enjoy the feelings coursing through our bodies. She leaned down and bit onto my shoulder.
Jaime looked at me as if to say, “No turning back now.” Not that I could, or would. This was some kind of weird, perverted, fucked up kind of heaven.
I put both my hands on her face and kissed her like that. Tenderly, lovingly, yet with a clear signal that I needed her. My niece.
We both began to move our hips, keeping our eyes locked on each other. I don’t know if it was the surrealness of the situation, but somehow I didn’t cum right away. She did, breathing in short shallow breaths until her body tensed and shook. I felt more sweat and wetness lubricate us and decided to re position us. I put her down on the couch and climbed on top of her missionary style. Even holding myself up with my arms I was still feeling her massive breasts rub my chest.
I started pistoning into her, slowly at first and then faster and faster. I could feel myself getting close and I asked her if she was on birth control.
“No … I want you to cum on me. Please cum on me Uncle Matt.”
Pretty filthy stuff for a 14 year old. I couldn’t believe I was fucking my niece bareback without any protection at all. The danger and possible repercussions made it even hotter, I think. I pulled out and was rubbing my cock to cum all over her stomach when she kept scooting down further. I repositioned my aim to her breasts, thinking she wanted it there.
But she kept sliding down until her face was nearly level with my cock.
I started spurting all over her face. The first shot landed in her hair, the second between the eyes. I didn’t think I was going to stop cumming as I painted her face completely.
Jaime gasped with each hit on the face until I was done and she had the brightest smile.
I think this girl is a cum slut!
I backed away, watching her as she opened one eye to look at me and very, very slowly she wiped her chin with one index finger and sucked on it. She repeated it, trying to get all the cum off her face and into her small mouth.
My niece is just full of surprises.
I stayed hard for her little show.
We fucked once more that night. In the bed, doggy style and I pulled out at the last moment and put my cum all over her back. Then I wiped it and let her suck on my fingers. We finally collapsed, exhausted and let sleep over take us.
I awoke the next morning refreshed, as if all the stress in my life went away overnight. Jaime was laying next to me naked and I rolled over to grab her breasts again. I would never be able to wrap my head around just how big these were. Massive. She still had amazing curves without being fat. If she was overweight, it was because of these huge titties.
Jaime started to stir and rolled over with a smile. We kissed and she felt my morning wood poking into her. I climbed on top of her and we began making out again. Her lips were so, so incredibly soft. Like kissing clouds.
Jaime was very wet and I was sliding my throbbing cock along her slit to lubricate it. She got impatient and reached down to put it in her. The tightness was indescribable. I had never been in a pussy so tight before.
I’m always selfish when it comes to morning sex and I was eager to get off. Jaime was thrusting her ass off the bed to meet my powerful pounding. She stopped breathing before letting out a primal scream, calling my name as she came hard. I told her I was going to cum and she nodded feverishly and told me to cum on her tits.
I was happy to do that as I had been having that fantasy for several days now.
I pulled out and straddled her small waist. She looked at me and opened her mouth as I began stroking myself over her. The first spurt hit her on the lower lip and she cried out in delight. The second hit her between the boobs before she squished them together and my cum dribbled out and landed all over her nipple.
I admired my handiwork when Jaime surprised me by licking the cum off her boob. She let out a pleasurable moan with each lick and then used her fingers to scoop the rest off her chest.
She really couldn’t get enough of it.
“Mmm, I want more.”
“You can have all you want.” I replied.
“I love your cum. I really, really love it.” She sat up and took my deflating cock in her mouth and moaned again, tasting our mixed juices as she carefully cleaned off my cock with her tongue.
“I … think I’m going to need breakfast to keep my energy levels up with you.” She laughed and I went to the bathroom before ordering room service.
Jaime didn’t put clothes on and neither did I as we stood in front of the picturesque window of the suite, overlooking the Vegas strip. I stood behind her, holding her breasts, kneading and pulling on her nipples as the sunlight warmed us.
“I’m so happy this happened Uncle Matt. I wanted this for so long. I just … never really thought it would happen.”
“Me either! I still can’t believe it. But Jaime … no one can ever know. I’d be arrested for having sex with a minor … and it’s incest!”
“I know … I know. Don’t worry. I won’t ever do anything to ruin this. In fact … well … I don’t want to go home. I want to stay with you.”
I laughed. “Well there isn’t much I can do about that. Burt I might need to go to New York for buisness. A trip upstate would be mandatory.”
“Really? You have buisness in New York?”
“Nope.” I smiled. “But we really need to put you on birth control if we’re going to keep doing this.”
“Does that mean what happens in Vegas–?”
“Isn’t staying in Vegas.” I leaned down and kissed her.
Breakfast arrived and I put on pants to retrieve it. I had ordered mimosas for Jaime and I. I thought I might be turning her into an alcoholic, but … Vegas, right?
Afterwards we showered together, gently washing each other before headed down to the pool. I ordered fruity cocktails and Jaime would habitually take sips. We talked for hours. She told me she’s had a crush on me for years. I told her that her boobs were simply epic. It seemed like she would need breast augmentation at some point. I did tell her how incredibly sexy she was and how I loved it when she ate my cum. I told her I had gotten a little jealous of the boy she was flirting with at the beach and she assured me that I am the only man she ever wants in her life. I’m not sure how we looked to other people at the pool area, but I didn’t care.
There really isn’t a whole lot to do in Vegas during the day, so after lunch at the pool we went back to the suite.
When we got there I laid Jaime down on the bed slowly took off her bathing suit, exposing her soft supple body to me once again. I kissed her with love and trailed my kisses down her neck, to her chest and down to her stomach. I had wanted to do this to her before, but my lust didn’t seem to allow for it.
Jaime sucked in air as I kissed her pussy for the first time. Her whole body tensed and her hand found mine and gripped it tightly.
“Ah …! AH! Oh jesus!!” I slowly parted her labia with my tongue and took her clit into my mouth. She tensed again and was squirming under my ministrations. Her other hand grabbed the back of my head and was pushing me harder into her pussy. I slowly began to move my middle finger into her tight snatch when she surprised me with a quick and violent orgasm before I even got to the second knuckle. She was thrashing and moaning on the bed while I continued to flick at her hard clit with my tongue. I couldn’t believe how quickly she had cum. I was barely getting started. I tried licking her again but she was too sensitive.
I moved up on her as to fuck her, but she moved away, still gasping. “Wait … just wait …”
She pushed me and I rolled over onto my back. She moved down on me and took my dick into her mouth. It barely fit, her mouth was so small and she could only take about half my 7 inches. She moaned on my cock, letting me feel the vibrations. She was obviously a beginner at cock sucking, but I carefully instructed her on what to do. After a few minutes she had the hang of it and I reached down to feel her swaying tits.
After a few moments I told her I was going to cum and she quickly stopped sucking me off. She sat back for a moment before she straddled me, looking deep into my eyes. The pause allowed me to reset my cum clock a bit, which was good because she impaled her sopping wet pussy on me. The view was amazing as I watched my cute niece begin fucking me, her tits flaying up and down as she moved faster and faster.
I tapped her. “Jaime, I’m going to cum.”
She didn’t stop grinding herself on me.
“Jaime!” I started to pull out as best I could but Jaime was putting all her weight on me. Truth be told, I wanted to cum in her. I needed to cum in her, despite what a terrible, fucked up idea it was.
I shot rope after rope of cum into her and she started cumming right after, clamping her tight pussy onto my cock. I couldn’t move even if I wanted to. I filled her completely with all my seed, as deep as it would go. As her orgasm subsided, she fell onto my chest. After a few minutes I heard her snore softly and we feel asleep like that, with my cock trapping all my cum inside her.
It was early evening when we awoke. Jaime moved off of me and went to the bathroom. I opened my eyes and saw her silhouette in the bathroom doorway She stood there brushing her teeth and looking at me as I got out of bed. I walked past her, kissing her cheek and did my business in the bathroom. When I got out she was still brushing her teeth and was fingering herself on the bed with her other hand.
“What has you so riled up already?” I teased. She pointed to her toothbrush. “You may have a bit of an oral fixation then.” She pointed again and this time she took her toothbrush out of her mouth and mumbled that she loved the toothpaste.
“What kind is it?” I asked, somewhat bewildered at this conversation.
“Your cum.”
My niece of just 14 years of age had scooped the cum out of her pussy, where it had gotten hard, crusty and nasty over the last couple hours while we were sleeping and put it on a toothbrush.
That may have been the most disgusting and erotic thing I had ever even heard of. What an absolute cum slut! My prick hardened instantly and I moved towards the bed. Jaime scampered away and ran to the living room as I chased her.
She had one hand pressed against the window, sticking her ass out, inviting me to take her from behind. She had already been fingering herself and was well lubricated as I lined up my dick to her. I briefly wondered what some of the tourists would say if they looked up and saw a 32 year old man fucking his huge-tittied, 14 year old niece against the window of the hotel.
Jaime is too tight to slip into easily, but after a few moments I was finally all the way inside her. She was still brushing her teeth with her other hand as I began thrusting inside her, making her big tits sway. Her moans and the sounds of our fucking punctuated the room. She cried out with yet another orgasm and nearly collapsed onto the floor, but I held her hips keeping her upright.
After a few moments she started moving again and she was wetter than ever. I was so close to cumming and I wasn’t sure where I was going to put it. I would love to fill her up again, but she wasn’t on birth control.
“I’m cumming Jaime!” I slipped out of her and she turned to me and got on her knees. She didn’t open her mouth as she had before, but smiled, baring her teeth and braces to me. I got the idea and came all over her teeth and lips. She brought the toothbrush back to her mouth and started brushing again.
I had no idea what to do with this girl. My whole world was upside down. My sweet, innocent niece? Where was she learning this stuff?
I stayed hard as she finally finished brushing and swallowed. She took my by the cock to the shower as we cleaned up. She would stroke me every now and again keeping me hard as we brushed our teeth and finally put on clothes.
We saw a cirque du soleil show and did dinner. Afterwards she wanted ice cream and told me what she wanted as a topping. We took it back to the suite and she slowly stroked me and sucked me until I came all over her chocolate ice cream. I watched as she ate every bite. When she was done I went down on her, giving her the most intense orgasm I’ve seen her have yet.
Our trip in Vegas was amazing, but over all too soon. When we got back to Wilmington we pretty much laid in bed fucking for the rest of her vacation. She would eat my cum every time. I was more than a little disturbed as to how … whorish she was. She told me she watched a lot of porn and she found herself to be extraordinarily turned on by men cumming.
It was bittersweet as we knew our time was coming to an end. She would go back to upstate New York and I wouldn’t see her for at least a month before my fake business trip. We agreed that we would skype, but I underscored how important it was that no one find out about this relationship — most importantly her mother. I couldn’t believe I was putting all my trust in a 14 year old girl, but what choice did I have? From that first kiss in Vegas, my fate was sealed.
We said our goodbyes after a marathon sex session. I really don’t know how I kept up with Jaime and her libido, but I did. We were both spent and satisfied when I drove her to the airport.

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Cat girl Charity “The fox and lion”

What would you do if someone could steal the very memories we hold and treasure as our own most precious of gems and jewelry; those memories that make “us” and then find them all gone. Having known something precious was there and now gone for good. What would you do.

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Leanne

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Summer Vacation part 2

I feel very weird and still bitter about being in this new house as I unpack my meager belongings. If I wanted to actually be a part of my surroundings I know I’d be in with money in this family. My Dad and Mom aren’t poor at all but the lawyer asshole Loretta hooked up with is living big. I can see the Mercedes I arrived in but the four car garage and the rot iron and brick fence tell me Delauter likes to show off and has enemies.
“Hey Gi, aren’t you going to come down and eat,” I hear Delauter call from down stairs.
Well apparently Loretta didn’t get the memo about how I want my name pronounced. Still got my camo pants on but I change into a plain black t-shirt and head down stairs. It takes me about a minute or so to find the damn dining room but when I get there I can see everyone is dressed a hell of a lot better than I am, and in another world I might actually care. Aside from Mr. Delauter and Loretta there are three people I’m assuming are Delauter’s children. The first is a guy a couple years older than me, about 6’3” and built like a wall of muscle in a polo shirt and khakis with well groomed black hair. The two females are polar opposites, one girl is about my age I think with black hair like the guy and about 5’7” with a petite build and dressed in a white button up blouse and a long brown skirt, her face framed in some plain glasses. The last girl is about 5’9” and built like a porn cheerleader, long blonde hair and large b cup breasts held in by a varsity sweater and a pleated skirt.
“Oh, Guy, I want you to meet Mark’s children,” Loretta says as I start to sit down at the table,” Mark Jr., Abigail and Bethany.”
I grunt in the girl’s direction and nod to the son. After a few moments of everyone praying at the table we start to eat, someone cooked Mexican and while I don’t often eat Mexican get half a plate down before I realize that Loretta is talking to me and not one of the others.
“I remembered that you loved Mexican food when you were a kid Gi,” She tells me smiling.
“I didn’t eat a lot of Mexican food when you were around,” I tell Loretta as I stop eating.
“You did, you were always hanging out with that Mexican family and their son in the apartment down stairs when your father and I lived in Detroit,” Loretta tells me expectantly.
I think about it for a minute and remember the family she’s talking about, I start laughing as everyone is looking at me funny.
“Mexican, Dad paid them to watch me while you were hung over and he had to work. My friend’s name was Kalani and they were Hawaiian,” I spit out laughing,” Excuse me I need to go laugh this off. Mexican.”
I know everyone at the table is staring at me as I get up from the table and leave the room. I get to the stairs before I hear other’s putting their forks down and I think Loretta is crying. I leave it them to their own damage control and head back upstairs to my room. I get the door closed and go to my phone shooting off a text detailing that I’ve arrived and the first dinner in my new jail was a laugh riot. I post the same on facebook and just relax on the couch in my room.
After about an hour I realize that scanning my phone for anything interesting on the internet is boring and I wish I had a laptop. I head out of my room to search for the bathroom, it’s not a huge house but it takes me a minute to find the first bathroom and see that it’s occupied. After waiting a few minutes the door opens and I’m greeted by the blonde, Bethany.
“Oh, did you knock,” She asks exiting.
“Nope, you wait in line in prison,” I say entering the bathroom and closing the door.
I exit the bathroom to be greeted by Mr. Delauter standing there with his arms folded. I nod my head and walk past him to my room; I make it in the door to realize he’s followed me from the bathroom.
“Would it kill you to try to treat my family with a little respect,” He asks me closing the door.
“Probably but I haven’t gone after everyone,” I reply sitting on the couch.
“Your mother is trying to bridge this gap between you two but you seem dedicated to make her feel as horrible as possible,” Mr. Delauter asks rhetorically.
“She’s not my mother, you are really slow for someone who’s got a law degree,” I tell him standing up,” and MY name is pronounced Guy, not Gi.”
I can see him thinking about what to say but he leaves and I am once again alone in my room. I hate not being home and I’m stewing that Mr. Delauter won’t even bother to figure out how bad of an idea dragging me down here is. I start to think about the girls back home and lying on the couch I drift off to sleep.
I wake up with the sun down and that odd ‘not sleeping in my own bed feeling’. I check my clock and see it’s about midnight and I must have dozed off about six in the evening. Not wanting to wake other’s I decide to do some sneaking around, I take off my socks and head out into the rest of the house. It’s still a really big house but I need to get my bearings fast since asking for help is off the table for me. Giant kitchen to go with the dining room, a damn pool in the back yard, looks like everyone but the oldest, Mark Jr., seems to sleep upstairs. It takes me about an hour to make my figure out my way around when I hear movement upstairs. I creep up the stairs to see Abigail in a t-shirt and shorts creeping off to the bathroom. I get close enough to watch her head past the bathroom and into my room. I follow and into the doorway and peer inside to see her going through my luggage bag. I get inside the room and close the door behind me startling Abigail.
“Oh shit I thought you were in the bathroom,” Abigail whispers startled.
“Why are you in my shit,” I ask in a growl.
“I was just seeing what you brought is all, I got curious,” Abigail tells me keeping her hands behind her back.
I cover the distance between us slowly and take Abigail’s right arm and pull it around in front of us, it’s my underwear in her hand. Little pervert was jacking my underwear to masturbate or some shit. I start chuckling and I see she’s getting scared.
“Want to explain it before I start calling out that you’re taking my drawers,” I ask Abigail letting go of her arm.
“I don’t know, I just thought it would be risky to take them since you’re so hostile,” Abigail says edging back and sitting down on the bed.
“Now I know you’re bullshitting me. If that’s how you get your freak on then cool but those are clean, do you want ones that smell like me or is it a texture thing,” I ask undoing my camo pants.
I can see her puzzled in the light coming through my window, Abigail’s looking at the door like she should run but I can tell she has the curious questions about what is going on right now. I step out of the door way and sit down on the couch, taking off my camo pants.
“So you’re not freaked out that I smell your underwear,” Abigail asks.
“Not really, after this year and having three girlfriends and a couple fuck buddies there’s only a few things that I can’t wrap my head around when it comes to sex,” I reply.
“You’ve had three different girlfriends in one school year,” Abigail asks.
“No I have three different girlfriends and they all know each other, it’s really quite good since they’re all different enough to be interesting but they all want to be with me so they work it out and I don’t play favorites,” I explain to Abigail who is a little stunned by the news.
“Can I ask you a not sex question,” Abigail queries.
“Sure but I’m bored a little and if I answer I get to ask you a question,” I reply opening myself up for the first volley of questions.
“Why do you hate your mother, Loretta, so much,” Abigail asks cringing a little.
“All I remember of my mother was either being in the back of a bar while she drank, trying to wake her up cause I was hungry while she was hung over or watching her when she’d forget something she was supposed to go to but was either at the bar or passed out,” I explain to my not so captive audience.
“That’s all you remember of her,” Abigail asks confused,” and you can’t get past the fact that she wants to be a part of your life?”
“Ah ah ah, I get a question before I answer that,” I tell her holding up my hand,” Are you a virgin?”
“No, I lost my virginity sophomore year to a junior on the chess team,” Abigail tells me embarrassed,” he insisted that since we were dating we should and afterwards I didn’t want to anymore so I broke it off.”
“Nice, I’ll answer your question now. I might have been able to get past it in different circumstances, like not taking me from my life against my will and moving me to Texas,” I reply to her previous question,” What happened that made you not like sex?”
“It was short, fast and painful,” Abigail tells me loosening up,” I get off when I do it myself but it hurt when he did it so I just didn’t want to anymore.”
I shake my head, I’ve heard about guys who don’t know what to do to get a virgin warmed up for sex but apparently I’m one of the few who pays attention. I start to smile but I don’t think she can see it.
“it’s my turn, ummmm, so you get to have three girlfriends and other girls you have sex with,” Abigail struggles for a moment to find the question,” What makes you pick a girl?”
“Well honestly if she’s not interested in me then I don’t bother with the whole making her interested in me,” I answer simply.
“So would you have sex with me or my sister,” Abigail asks me quickly.
“Hey I get to ask my question first,” I cut her off,” are you on birth control?”
I see her nod in response but she’s still shy about it. I pull my shirt off and motion her to come over. Abigail gets off the bed and moves over until she’s standing in front of me. I reach up and pull on her shirt to help her out of it; once it’s off I can see her A cup breasts and quarter sized nipples are rock hard. I take Abigail by the hips and sit her down on my lap straddling my crotch and bumping our hips together. She’s a little startled by the sensation and places her hands on my shoulders.
“It’s been a while I’m guessing,” I ask quietly.
Abigail nods her head and realizing she still has her glasses on takes them off and sets them to the side. I wait for her to finish before I latch my mouth onto her left breast, rolling the nipple between my lips. I feel Abigail’s body shift and a light moaning escape her mouth as I keep her nipple from leaving my mouth, I move my hands from her back and taking hold of her ass start grinding our hips together slowly.
I can feel some moisture from the crotch of her shorts and I’m getting hard enough to move things up a bit. I let her nipple fall out of my mouth and squeeze her ass cheeks to get her attention. Abigail looks down at me in a minor daze then gets up off me and drops her shorts to the floor before crawling onto my bed and lying crossways rolls onto her back with her legs spread.
I get up after her and see a little pubic hair on her pussy as she lightly starts rubbing her clit. I smile and take my shorts down and when I straighten up I can see her eyes widen at the sight of my hard seven and a half inch penis.
“Oh shit that won’t fit in me, my ex boyfriend was half that size,” Abigail says with a little fear.
“Okay, so this is what is going to happen,” I tell Abigail crawling up her body till we are face to face,” I am going to push into you slowly, I’m not going to stop until either I am all the way inside or I reach the bottom. After that I will wait till you tell me that I can start moving. Deal?”
I can see she’s skeptical but she nods her head in agreement. I take my time lining up my cock with Abigail’s pussy hole and after a little prodding get the first two inches in. I can see Abigail’s eyes are closed and she’s biting her bottom lip as I slowly work more and more of my cock in and out of her pussy until I get all but the last inch inside as I bump her womb. As soon as I hit the bottom I watch Abigail’s eyes and mouth open wide in shock, I quickly place my mouth over hers to keep the scream contained. Abigail’s mouth was making the noise but her body wasn’t offering a different opinion of the situation as she clamps her legs around mine and tries to grind my cock deeper into her pussy.
Once Abigail is done screaming and thrashing we lay there quietly as she adjusts to my size. I take my mouth off of hers as she slides her hands down my sides and pulls me against her by my ass. I don’t need more invitation than that as I start moving three inches of my cock in and out of her pussy. She’s not screaming as I work long, smooth strokes in and out of her pussy but moaning and grinding back against me start making me a little more anxious as I back up to my cock head and slamming as much of my cock as will fit into her pussy.
“Fuck me harder, I wanna cum hard again,” Abigail whispers to me desperately.
I start kissing her neck and nibbling on her ear as I fuck her pussy with fast, deep strokes. I can hear her grunting and the sloshing noise that her pussy is making every time I thrust is keeping the room from being too quiet. I’m grunting with Abigail and she has her hands all over my back and lightly bites into my shoulder as I grunt and cum deep into her pussy. My orgasms sends her over the edge with hers and we grind against each other riding it out till we’re both covered in sweat and physically tired.
I don’t know how long we laid there but when I finally pulled out of Abigail I watch her slide off the bed and pull her panties and shorts back on pulling them up into her pussy as she wobbles out of my room. I put some shorts on without underwear and wait in the bed under the covers. It takes Abigail a few minutes but she wobbles back and slides up next to me resting her head on my chest.
“Why did you kiss me,” Abigail asks me quietly.
“To keep you from letting everyone in the house know you were getting your orgasm wings,” I joke lightly.
I feel her cuddle in deeper and the silence continues as I drift off to sleep.
Five thirty in the mother fucking morning and my cell phone alarm is blaring to me to wake up. I look around and see that I’m alone in the bed; Abigail must have snuck out after I passed out. Just as well considering she’d have to get up and leave or explain why she was in my room alone to someone other than me. I get myself changed into my black running suit and matching hooded jacket and creep down stairs and out the front door. I get to the front of the yard and fence and discover there is a code or system to get the doors to open and that the alarm is active. Well that kills street running so I start doing laps around the yard.
I keep a good pace and realize that I’ve been jogging for thirty minutes and I’m at the back of the house when I decide to head back up and bust out the pushups and sit ups portion of my morning routine.
I don’t know when it happened but I realize that there is an audience watching me from the house as I finish up. I ignore it and bust out the last of the morning routine before heading in the back door.
“Do you work out every morning,” I turn to see Loretta asking me.
“Yes, either I work out or I train with Dad, been that way for seven years now,” I tell her pulling my hood off.
“I can make you some breakfast if you want,” Loretta asks me quietly.
I turn to face her then see a maid working in the kitchen behind her and chuckle. Loretta turns to see what I’m looking at and turns her head downcast.
“Rosa just cleans, I actually cook meals for the family,” She tells me weakly.
“Yeah, just wondering what else you ‘remember’ about my childhood that is wrong,” I say coldly.
I can see she’s hurt and decide not to push the pain anymore I’ve got five weeks and six days left to drag this out if needed. I could be nicer, possibly more respectful but I remember George Carlin, respect should be earned, not assumed. I head to the upstairs bathroom and stripping down hop into the shower. A good warm rinse after a workout helps a lot but once I’m done I realize that either I put a towel around me or wear dirty clothes back to my room. I opt for the towel and head back, nearly bumping into Bethany as she’s exiting her room wearing nothing but a pink tank top that barely covers her light blue panties.
“God you are not supposed to be here,” Bethany gasps loudly.
I puzzle then hear the noise from her room, shuffling and then a window opening followed by a distant thud. I smile at her as she scowls down at me for listening.
“You just remember that you’re the visitor here and you better keep your mouth shut,” Bethany threatens with her light Texan accent.
“Okay, what happens in your room isn’t any of my business,” I tell Bethany getting serious,” by the way you have some cum on your face.”
I watch her unconsciously pull her hand up to her face to wipe it off as I breeze past her and into my room. Before I can close the door I hear Bethany growl and start stomping towards me, I step inside but leave the door and ready my towel.
“You asshole, I ought to have my boyfriend come back here and kick the shit out of you,” Bethany threatens closing my door behind her.
I turn to address her, keeping my face blank with no real expression at first then smiling big and crazy like. I watch her own gaze go from anger to fear in less than four seconds as she turns and start to open the door before I cut her off by placing my hand on the door to keep it shut. I take my free hand and lightly grab Bethany by the back of her neck and place her back against the door with my body only inches from hers.
“You don’t know me so listen well; I will not be talked down to for any reason by anybody. Especially some dyed blonde cheer slut who gives her boyfriend a blowjob then lets him sleep over cause she’s too prudish to actually fuck him,” I start in,” I’m not the guy you blew last night, you ever come at me again and I’ll come into your room, wake you up when he’s here and fuck you like a good little bitch and let him watch. It’ll be hard and fast and afterwards you’ll like me for it.”
I can see her fear in her eyes; apparently nobody talks to her like this in her world or at her school. I figure I need to ‘emphasize’ my point and let my towel drop to the floor. Bethany is so freaked out that she doesn’t even try to look down, she just keeps staring into my eyes.
“Take your hands and feel how big my cock is,” I order Bethany.
I feel her fumble around for a second then take the base of my cock in her left and the rest with her right. Bethany’s eyes go wide and she finally looks down and then back up with either more fear or shock.
“Now tell me what you have in your hands,” I demand from Bethany quietly.
“Your cock,” Bethany answers almost in a whisper.
“And what is that cock going to do to you,” I ask her again more intensely.
“Fuck me hard and fast if it wants to,” Bethany whispers out.
“Good, now let go of me and I’ll decide as to when and where I’ll fuck your cheerleader ass,” I tell her stepping back and letting her take the door and leave.
I chuckle after she quietly bolts out of my room and quickly get dressed in my camo pants from yesterday and my ‘Antisocial’ t-shirt. Once done I shoot Kori a text about last night and this morning to which I get the reply ‘told you so’. Before I’m even down stairs I get one from Katy saying she needs to see a picture of me making a cheerleader moan. I reply that I’ll see what I can do as I hit the kitchen.
The kitchen has a bar with stools for dining and sure enough Loretta is actually making some breakfast. Bacon and eggs with some hash browns, I sit down and Loretta serves me a plate and I proceed to devour my first helping in record time.
“I was going to head into town today and wondered if you want to head in with me since the girls still have school for today and till Wednesday next week,” Loretta asks me expectantly.
I think about the pros and cons of my answer when I see Abigail walk into the kitchen area slowly with a large amount of books in her back pack for her last Friday of school. Abigail smirks at me and trails her finger tips across my back as she walks past.
“Sure, I’ll head in with you, I think I need to get a tattoo anyway,” I say plainly drinking my orange juice.
Both Loretta and Abigail start to chuckle at the comment and then stop when they see my face, I wasn’t kidding and this isn’t a joke. I watch Loretta start to get into a Mom mode but she quickly backs down realizing that it wouldn’t help.
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Mom Swap

Mom Swap
….I can’t believe I’m writing this. I’ve always been on the shy side and kept my ‘extra’ sexual desires to myself. I’m Connie (not my real name) and I’ve always had some sexual feelings for my son Chad. I never acted on them…..well I’ve peeked at him naked when I got the chance now that he was fully mature. I would say my feelings have tripled by now, and I have to admit I had a major crush on my own son. I was dreaming about him and getting wet around him. He ignored me and just let me have a little fun hugging him and rubbing his nice chest.
…My girlfriend Lena had a son Ron the same age and he was real hot. He liked me a lot and always would get me alone and tried to feel me up, much to my enjoyment. My sexual feelings slowly went towards him, since he was not my own son, and I didn’t want to get into that taboo guilt feeling thing. We all played cards and had a great time. My son Chad and my girlfriend Lena started getting real close and sat together on the couch and talked.
…The first time I saw my son’s hand on her bare leg I got a hot rush. I immediately wanted her son Ron to do that to me. I got him to go in our den which had a couch in it. It didn’t take Ron long and his hands were on me. I let him do what he wanted as I was getting a really hot thrill out of it too. It had been a long time since a guy had kissed my neck and felt my full tits. I melted and guided his hand to feel my pussy too.
….We hear: “Bye mom, were leaving.” We straighten ourselves up and heard the door shut. All quiet. Ron smiled and went to the window. He watch his mom and my son get in the car together and drive away. He smiled and said: “Connie, Chad did it. I suggested a ‘mom swap’ as a joke, and he just went for it.” I got red in the face as Ron came over to me and put his arm around me. He leaned in and said: “Will you be my mom tonight?”
…I felt a tremble in my pussy and it took my breath away. I got a hot flash through my body. Ron was making me instantly wet. Being the shy type I took a big breath and said: “I’d would like nothing better….‘son‘.” By calling him ’son’ did something to him. We talked about how he wanted to have sex with his mom ever since he was little. Without hesitation I blurted out how I has a big crush on Chad, but him being my son, I had suppressed it for years. We looked in each others eyes and it was an instant turn on for both of us.
…“I wonder how long they’ll be gone?” I said. Ron immediately called Chad and ask him. He said: “Ok!” and smiled and folded up his phone. He went back to looking in my eyes and whispered: (“ Until about noon ….tomorrow.”)
…I almost peed my panties.
….Being a single mom for a long time and a shy girl, I hadn’t had much male action in a long time. A little feeling and sneak peeking at my son was about all the action was getting. I had some hot dreams and woke up wet think about having sex with Ron. I secretly masturbated late a night thinking about Ron and I having glorious hot sex…..
…I was in shock as Ron began kissing me. I kissed him back ..after I turned off the lights in the den. Being shy, I liked it that way. I felt so free with Ron, to feel him and let him feel me. I pushed him back so I could lay on top of him. I was the aggressor?…oh yes and it felt damn good to. I now had a guy I wanted and had him trapped under me. I said: “I’m your mom and you’re my son. Now you do as mommy tells you to do.” I assumed Lena’s posture as Ron’s mom.
….I was shocked at what I was saying, but Ron was loving it. “Mom, I’ve had dreams about having ….well….naughty thoughts about you. Don’t be mad at me, ok?” I said: “Ron, those are normal thoughts to have about your mother, and I’m flattered that you have them. Now I have to confess…I’ve had some ’sexual’ thoughts about you for quite a while now. Can you keep your mouth shut about that, and never ever tell anyone?” He nodded his head. “Mom, I’m getting an erection with you laying on top of me…I can’t help it.” “Ron…what happens from now on is strictly between you and I…I want you to undress me.”
….That set the scene and now Ron was going to have sex with his ’mom’ and I was going have sex with my ‘son‘….
….It was a night we’ll both never forget. First time mom and son having sex. Button by button, kiss by kiss, tongue by tongue we let it just happen so naturally. He slowly undressed me as I lay there and let him enjoy doing it. He was excited and said how a son can never undress his mom but now he could. It felt so hot to have him undress me so careful and gentle. I ran my fingers thru his hair as I ground my pussy on his erection.
…Something a mom could never do to her own son….but I sure was doing it now. We continued doing our ’first times’ for doing everything. The sound of hearing your son breathe so heavy, turned on by you!… was un-describable. He now had me naked. The wonderful look in his eyes feasting on my body was awesome. I had big tits and I squirmed as he looked at me. Now it was my turn to undress him.
…. I was still on top of him and as I kissed him I unbuttoned his shirt, paints, belt and unzipped him letting his nice erection out and free. We played a little with our ’mom’ and ’son’ very first time sex happening.
….We had both fantasized about how it would be to have sex with your son / mom. The turn on was so tense and exciting we both gasp for more air.
…“Mom, maybe we shouldn’t be doing this.” Ron smiled and said.
…I said: “It’s my duty to let you have sex with me first, so you’ll know what to do with you first sexual girlfriend.”
“Ok mom, I guess your right as usual. Do I get to feel your tits and maybe lick you between your legs?”
“Yes son, I want you to do ’everything’ to mom you want to. It will be our little secret. Now that your naked, mom’s going to turn around so you can see mom’s pussy up close. Feel free to touch or kiss mom’s pussy all you want to son. I’ll be doing an exam on your beautiful erection. You just play and I’ll just play.”
Ron…..
….Connie had a way with words that made me hornier that ever. It was like have two hot moms and I was going to fuck one right now…
…It was all going according to Chad and my plan.
… Chad and I started fantasizing about fucking our moms when we were little…then it slowly turned to fucking each others mom one day. It started when he said he loved my mom’s nice tits, and would love to feel them. I said how I would love to see his mom naked because she built so sexy. It grew into: “Tell me about the time you saw your mom naked that day in her bedroom Chad.” “Ok Ron, but you tell me about seeing your moms tits that time in the bathroom.” We exchanged ‘peek’ stories and it didn’t take long and we went in the woods and jacked off at the stories we told. From there we told new stories of a hot ’peek’ and kept this up for a long time.
… It was only a while back that Chad said he ‘wished’ we could ‘switch’ moms and how hot that would be. The wheels started turning in our heads for any way to do this. We both started showing affection openly towards each others mom. They both responded and the mini-feels began. Connie was shy, and so I would get her alone to cop a feel on her.
… She would quietly giggle and let me feel her big tits a little. My mom Lena, was bold and felt Chad’s dick when she thought no one was looking. We all were turning us on. I said as a ’joke’ that Chad should take my mom Lena over to my house for some reason, and leave Connie and I alone, and just see what happens. This very night was just when such an opportunity came along. My phone call confirmed it was ’on’……
Connie….
…. So here we were laying 69 with my wet pussy and his big erection in front of us. We took our time and played with us. At times I would just close my eyes and pretend he was Chad, but Ron had my interest now and I started in licking his boner. I held it tight with both hands and jacked it as I sucked it deeper and deeper in my mouth. He moaned so hot as I let my tongue run around his head and lick the end. He knew how to lick a woman’s pussy just right.
…I felt his tongue go up and down and dart in my pussy deep. His lips on my clit made me shudder with an automatic good feeling and made me jump a little. Ron had me so hot I was shaking with the feeling he gave me. It was happening and finally my son was licking my pussy like I had only dreamed about until now.
…Mean while….
Lena…..
….now we were finally getting together. I had had the hots for Chad for a very long time…. Connie and I both, but she being his real mom stopped her fantasy short…..but he wasn’t my real son and I fantasized all I wanted. Chad was tall, good looking and had developed a great build. Over time I want to sneak a fuck with him many times. He was shy like his mom and I felt his body every chance I got. It was fun to watch him blush if I rubbed the inside of his leg when no one was looking.
….Now he rubbed the inside of my leg and smiled at me. We got mutually turned on more and more. I told Connie one time that I had sexual feelings for her son. She got all interested and wanted all the details. I told her everything. She smiled, stared into space and said quietly….”Lucky you…”. With out hesitation she shared her feelings she had about not only my son Ron,….but her own.
… We must have talked for an hour that day, sharing story’s of sneaking feels, our hot dreams, our fantasies about each others sons. All this talk just made us all the hornier for each others sons….
Chad…..
….I could hardly drive with Lena sitting right by me. She was so hot and sexy looking in her shorts and cleavage showing. We walked in her house and she said: “..alone ..at last.” We started our kissing and started a feel fest right then. “Oh god Chad…I’ve dreamed about having a night with you….and now it’s here.” I said out of breath: “ I….I’ve been looking at your sexy body for a very long while Lena. I started young when I wanked thinking about you. Ron and I both did. Did you have any idea we were hot for our moms? “
… She giggled and said: “Silly boys, you guys never knew that your ’moms’ had lusty thoughts about you guys. Your mom would tell me stories about seeing you naked, just to watch me get all horny and turned on….of course I did the same to her. You guys were young, but your mom and I would sleep together after you guys had gone to bed. We would tell each other hot stories about you guys and then finger ourselves thinking about you guys.
…Lena and I headed for her bedroom. Man was I ever turned on big time. She turned and faced me and said: “Son, would you like to undress your mom?” I went for it as she undressed me at the same time. Our hands fumbled with the buttons as we both had the jitters. On her back and on the bed she went with me right on top of her.
…She closed her eyes and said: “…oh baby, make mom happy, I want you in me so bad….” She was so beautiful naked I just took a good look for a second. She pulled on me and moaned as I moved the head of my erection into her sweet wet pussy. She gave out a moan and held on tight as I had to fuck her right now. She worked her whole body with mine in a together fucking machine. I held her sweet tits and felt them bare for the first time. She started to moan steady and faster. “..oh baby, fuck mommy son…fuck mommy so good…” It didn’t take long and I had to cum. She knew it and dug my erection in her deep and kept moaning as I shot a glorious cum in her.
…She yelled something and locked her body on me and shook. “Oh baby…keep going” She kept fucking me deep and fast as my erection kept shooting in her. She locked up again and yelled. My hips wouldn’t stop fucking her over and over. Our tummies slapped together in one of the hottest fucks of our lives. Our bodies shook as the cum flowed in her and overflowed out.
….We were just getting started for all night…..
Connie….
….I wanted to feel his cum fill my mouth…but I wanted his rock hard boner in my pussy first. I turned as I got on top of him. In one quick motion I had his boner in me and I began to kiss him as he felt my moving big tits. I loved the motion we had as my tits swung back and forth on his chest. His face of joy was divine. Lena had told me she had always wanted to get on top of Ron and fuck him slow at first and then speed up aiming his boner to rub right on her G spot.
…I was now doing just that. It took all my breath away it felt so good. Ron had said he dreamed of his mom on top of him…and now I was. He felt my nipples and rolled them hard. He started fast fucking my sensitive pussy. I moaned in spurts…loud….then louder and now my voice just moaned as I felt Ron’s hot cum shooting in my pussy…I climaxed hard and froze up with ecstasy…we trembled and kept fucking until we couldn’t fuck fast any more. I pushed my pussy deep into him and just held it there…..we squirmed slightly as we both slowly passed out…….
…The night was young and we woke up fucking slowly….
……It was going to be one hell of a night…..
———–
Connie….
…A few days later, Lena and her son Ron came over. Lena and I headed to the den to talk. Ron and my son Chad went to his bedroom. Lena and I went over our nights in heaven in vivid detail. Two awesome stories that made us really horny.
… Soon, Chad and Ron came in the den and each held out their hands to us. Chad, my son pulled me to him and felt my tits. I blinked as he had never done that in his life. I looked over as Ron was doing the same to his mom Lena.
…Chad smiled at me and said: “Lena, you look beautiful tonight.” (He called me Lena?)
…Ron said to his mom Lena: “Connie…you look so hot and sexy tonight.” (He called her by my name ‘Connie?’)….
….They said: “Bye you guys, we have to go home now.” Chad continued feeling my tits and now kissing my neck as my heart was pumping out of my chest.
He said: “ ‘Lena‘,…. may I undress you?”…I felt faint as he slowly began to undress me….
…It was a wonderful night…..

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