Consensual Sex

Camping Trip [1]

Maybe the first of a series? For all you people who just want to get-off, skip to the starred line, you sex-fiend.

Sibling reunion leads to new relationship – Chapter 3

My apologies to the readers about the Second Chapters title not being named right I have sent a mail to the admin to change it as the option is unavailable. Hopefully it will get sorted out soon.
Quick reminder of where we left of :
Jessie and Bobby have sex, the two siblings sleep in her bed huggung each other. While Jessie drifts to sleep Bobby is up thinking if Jessie would regret her actions in the morning
Chapter 3: A day of passion
I awoke the next morning to find I was alone in the bed, I stood up and headed for the bathroom to relieve my bursting bladder. I stopped in the doorway to admire Jessie’s naked backside. She was bent over the bath as it filled with hot water, slowly I walked over to her pressing my morning erection between the cheeks of her arse. She stood up and turned towards me,
“Mmm, good morning lover”
“Good morning to you”
“Is this for me”
She said as she squeezed my cock and kissed me.
“You and you alone, but first I’ve gotta pee”
It’s not the most easy thing to do, pee while sporting an erection, but with some knee bending and pushing down I managed it. I could hear Jessica laughing at my stance, as I finished I turned to look at her.
“It’s not that easy, peeing with an erection, especially if you don’t want to hit yourself in the face or flood the bathroom”
She laughed even more at my comments, I smiled and turned away to wash my hands and face. I brushed my teeth as the bath continued to fill.
I walked over to Jessie and we kissed deeply,
“Mmm, minty fresh”
Pulling away from me she switched the bath taps off, rather than standing up she rested her hands on the bath and waggled her tush at me.
“Come on little bro, don’t just stand there staring, fuck me, fuck me now”
I didn’t need further urging, I stepped up behind her and kneeling down ran my tongue over her swollen pussy lips. She groaned in pleasure as my tongue slid over her labia and clitoris.
“Fuck me Bobby, stick your cock in me”
Standing I held my purple cockhead at the opening of her pussy and slowly pushed into her. As my cock sank into the depths of her womb, she pushed back at me. I held her hips as slowly I started to fuck my cock into her pussy. With each long forward thrust, Jessie pushed back against me, driving my throbbing erection balls deep into her womb. Faster and faster we moved together as our pleasure built, reaming my cock deep into her pussy.
“Oh fuck yes Bobby, faster, harder, fuck yes Bobby yes”
“Ooooohh god Jessie, fuck sister I’m gonna cum, yes gonna cum”
I felt my balls begin to tighten and my cock throb as the cum boiled from my ball bag. With a cry of release and pleasure I ploughed my cock as deep as it would go into Jessie’s womb and held it there as my boiling sperm flooded into her. As my cum shot forth in a raging torrent Jessie screamed, her body convulsing in orgasmic pleasure as she came.
As our orgasms passed I stepped back, pulling my softening cock from the wet embrace of Jessica’s pussy. Standing she turned and we kissed, tongues entwining as our sweat coated, spent bodies pressed together. We pulled apart just long enough for us to climb into the hot bath. We lay in the water, Jessie cradled in my arms, sitting between my parted thighs. I brushed her sweat coated hair to one side and kissed her neck and ears.
“I love you Jessie, I think I always have”
“I love you too Bobby”
As we lay in the hot water I reached round and cupped her breasts, pulling and rubbing at her swollen nipples. At the same time I slid a hand between her thighs, slowly fingering her cum filled pussy and rubbing her swollen clit. She turned her head towards me and we kissed, tongues entwining as she moaned into my mouth.
Pulling away she turned her round and sat on my lap facing me, I felt her slim fingers grasp my once more hard cock and guide it towards her pussy. She eased herself onto my swollen member and then wrapped her rams and legs around me. We kissed again, bodies joined at mouth and groin, as we slowly made love. Warm water sloshed against us as Jessie moved upon my erection. I savoured the feel of the hot embrace of her pussy on my erection as I lowered my head to capture a breast in my mouth. I sucked and licked at the jiggling orb, drawing as much as I could into my mouth, while Jessica rode my cock.
Our passion increased, water was now slopping from the bath onto the floor as Jessica rode my cock with lust and need, her breasts pulled from my mouth as her movements became more frenzied. Holding her hips I helped her drive herself harder and faster onto my hard, throbbing member. The bathroom filled to our moans and cries of pleasure as with screams of release we orgasmed together, my cock bathed in pussy cream as my jizz flooded into her womb.
We held each other tightly as we recovered from our lovemaking. Pulling apart we washed each other, taking particular care when we washed each others sexual parts. By the time we had swilled off the water was beginning to cool down, however our bodies were once more burning with sexual need.
After drying each other I took Jessie’s hand and led her through the house and up to the old light room, stopping on the way to grab the duvet from the bed. The glass enclosed room offered spectacular views up and down the coast. We stood still for a moment enjoying the view and bathed in warm sunlight. I stepped away from Jessie long enough to pull the cushions from the bench seat that circled the room, and dropping them onto the floor I covered them with the duvet.
Walking over to Jessie I lifted her into my arms, she laughed and we kissed as I carried her to the makeshift bed. Laying her down I kissed her, my hands running over her naked body.
“Bobby, I love you”
“I love you too Jessie,” I said bending to kiss her face and mouth.
We lay together, touching and caressing each other’s bodies with our hands and mouths. Pushing me onto my back Jessie knelt beside me, her hands caressed and touched my erection, and then I felt warm air waft over it and suddenly it was engulfed in the hot embrace of Jessica’s mouth. I moaned in pleasure as her tongue slid over my cockhead and ran down the shaft as she took more of me into her mouth.
With my cock buried between her lips Jessie moved round to kneel between my parted thighs. Releasing my cock she licked up and down my cock shaft and over my cum filled balls. Her hands spread my thighs wider and I jumped in surprise as I felt her tongue brush my anus. I groaned in pleasure as her tongue pushed into my arse, while a hand masturbated my shaft. It was a new experience for me and I squirmed in pleasure as the tongue explored my anus.
“Oooohhh god Jessie that feels so good, O fuck yes”
The hand left my cock and I raised my head to look down at Jessie, she had a hand between her parted thighs, and as I watched she lifted her mouth from my anus and rubbed her pussy cream coated fingers over it. As she took my cock back into her mouth she rubbed more pussy cream over my arse and then I felt a finger pressing against the rosebud opening. I relaxed my muscles as the digit pushed into my bowels. I moaned in pleasure, surprised at the feelings that Jessie’s intruding fingers caused in me. I jumped slightly as I felt a second digit push into me, and then groaned in pleasure as Jessie finger fucked my arse and sucked and licked my cock. The double stimulation was too much and I cried aloud as I felt my orgasm approaching.
“Oooohhhhh god Jessie, I’m cumming, o fuck yes cumming fuck fuck ffuuuuuccccckkkkkkk”
My body shook as I came, pumping a torrent of sperm into Jessie’s mouth. Jessica continued to suck my cock as my orgasm passed, licking and sucking the cum from it. When she finally released it she moved up my body, her chin was coated in the jism that had escaped from the corner of her mouth, and when she kissed my I could taste my sperm. Breaking the kiss I licked her chin and neck before we kissed once more.
Slowly I kissed my way down her naked body; I paused to pay homage to her full breasts, sucking at the already swollen nipples, before kissing my way from the valley between her breasts down across her firm stomach. I moved down her legs, stopping to kiss and gently lick her toes and feet, before heading back up her body. I stroked her inner thighs as I covered them in kisses, as I moved closer to her Delta of Venus; the aroma of her arousal filled my senses.
Her fingers ran through my head, pulling my mouth towards her pussy, as my tongue brushed her swollen labia, her body jerked in pleasure. I feasted on her filling my mouth with her womanly secretions, sucking the womanly nectar from the flower of her womanhood. I pressed her legs higher and saw the rosebud of her anus, I moved my tongue down to brush over it. She moaned in pleasure and I pressed my tongue to the tight opening feeling it give allowing my tongue to slip slowly into her. As I rimmed Jessica’s arse I also pushed two fingers into her dripping pussy, finger fucking her deeply.
As her groans of pleasure increased I pulled my tongue free, giving her anus a last lick before moving my mouth to her cuntal opening. My pussy juice coated fingers went to her arse, I smeared the rosebud opening in cunt cream before pushing a finger into her bowels, as her anus relaxed I added a second finger, pushing them deep into her body. I sucked at her pussy and clit while finger fucking her arse.
Jessie was crying aloud in pleasure as I tongued and fingered her to an orgasm, her body thrashed on the makeshift bed as she came, flooding my mouth with her cream, her anus tightly gripping my buried digits.
I didn’t let up on my oral and digital administrations and soon I had driven her to a second and then a third orgasm. I drank her juices as they flooded from her pussy, running down between her thighs and onto my plunging fingers. When Jessica came for the fourth time she screamed allowed her pleasure, her body thrashed beneath me before going limp.
I raised my head, my face covered in cum, and pulled my fingers from her twitching arse. I sat up and looked at my sister, her body was flushed and coated in sweat, her eyes closed and breathing ragged.
I quickly slipped down to the bathroom, washed my hands and grabbing a damp cloth I returned to Jessie. Sitting beside her I wiped her forehead with the cloth, before running it over her flushed body. Slowly she stirred, opening her eyes she smiled at me.
“Are you OK?”
“Mmmmm god yes”
“You passed out”
“Did I, fuck that was amazing, I don’t think I’ve ever come so hard and so often before”
Dropping the cloth I lay down beside her and cradled her in my arms. We kissed and caressed each other as we lay in the sun filled room.
“How about putting this to some use,” Jessie said as her fingers stroked my throbbing cock, “I hope you don’t mind doing all the work though. I’m still blown from your oral action”
“No problem”
I moved over to lie between her thighs, she raised her legs, resting her calves on my shoulders as I lifted myself and slowly pushed my erection into her waiting pussy. We both moaned in pleasure as my cock sank deep into her womb, we lay still for a moment, savouring the feel of our joined bodies. Slowly I withdrew until only the head of my cock was held in the hot, wet embrace of her cuntal opening, before thrusting forward once more. My thrusts started slow and long, but my passion and need soon built until I was ramming my cock hard, fast and deep into Jessica’s womb. My arousal and passion soon had my orgasm approaching, my cock seemed to grow even harder and longer and I felt the head brush against Jessie’s cervix. Then I was cumming, my sperm pumping deep into her body, bathing her womb with my seed.
As my orgasm passed I relaxed for a moment, cradled in Jessica’s arms. However my orgasm had not effected my arousal and passion, my erection still throbbed, buried in Jessica’s pussy. We kissed and held each other, Jessie’s legs slipping from my shoulders and wrapping round my arse.
This time our lovemaking was more about shared pleasure and love than about sexual lust and heat. Our actions were slower, we kissed and caressed each other, each of us driving the other towards sexual release, until with mutual cries of pleasure we orgasmed together, me driving my cum deep into Jessie’s womb as she bathed my spurting cock in her cream.
We spent the rest of the day holding each other and talking, interspersed with moments of passion filled lovemaking.
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The Winston Family Adventures Pt. 02

Ben Winston is a member of the Army Reserve Medical Corp and had been unexpectedly called to active duty. Catherine had to except a promotion to supervisor on the night shift in order to make ends meet. Ben’s mother volunteered to come and help Catherine and the children while Ben is away on deployment.

A Little Older Now

Erotica is something I have a lot of fun with an something I don’t normally get to explore in the actual world of writing. It’s something that I have a lot of fun doing as a hobby and this type of stuff is kinda lacking on here.
Also the formatting and some stuff might seem a little off because I’ve been writing in Screenplay format for basically the past 8 months so my standard format is kinda off.
Enjoy! -W

What If?

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I Give My Niece A Ride

I Give My Niece A Ride
It was 10:00 P.M. on Saturday night when the phone rang. We, or rather my wife, were watching a real tearjerker on cable. I was in the same room but my mind had drifted off when the sound of the phone brought me back to reality. I got up to answer the phone while my wife looked up with a mixture of annoyance and concern on her still pretty face. I didn’t recognize the number from the caller i.d.
“Hello” I said into the receiver. I could hear crowd noise on the other end of the line.
“Uncle Mark hello can you hear me? It’s Jessica” came the voice in my ear. Jessica was my older brother’s teenaged daughter who I had last seen a month ago at a cousins’ sweet sixteen party.
“Hey Jess, how are you doing, is everything ok?” I asked. My wife gave me a quizzical look on hearing who I was talking to. I just shrugged my shoulders to her and walked further from the TV so I could hear better.
“Well everything isn’t great right now. Remember at the party last month you said that we were always welcome at your house, no invitation necessary. Well what about right now?” she said in a shaky voice.
I had told Jess and her brother as well as their parents that my door was always open to them whenever they were in the city. My brother and his wife had moved their family to a small town around seventy miles from the city ten years ago when their kids were starting to get older. They did it to keep them from bad influences and give them a good quality of life. I greatly respected what they did because they continued to work in the city and had to deal with a long commute in order to protect their children.
“Of course right now is fine” I answered in a low voice “but tell me what’s going on. Are you in trouble, do you need help?”
“I’m not in trouble, I’m trying to stay out of it by coming over. I’m going to take a taxi there ok?” Jessica said.
“Do you need me to come get you?” I said concerned.
“No I’ll be fine, see you soon. Thanks and I love you.” then the line went dead.
“Well what was that all about?” my wife said as I returned the phone to the cradle.
“Jessica will be coming over tonight. Something’s wrong but I’m not sure what.”
“Oh great, on Saturday. I wish it were on another night” she said grimacing. I smiled helplessly though I knew where Diane was coming from. We had been married many years and we had fallen into a bit of a routine. Saturday night was always our night and though the frequency of our lovemaking had diminished we made sure that no matter the situation we would make love on that night each week.
“Maybe she won’t be staying the night” I said though I didn’t believe it.
“Calling this time of night, what are the chances of that” she answered “well I don’t care. One way or another I plan on getting some action.”
I leaned down and kissed her. “I love you hon, things will be fine I’m sure. No need to worry.”
In around a half hour the doorbell rang. I answered it and saw my niece standing on the front steps. She was dressed for clubbing with a tiny tank top and short skirt which showed off her long, slim legs to best effect. The high heels Jess had on only accentuated this. She was wearing more makeup than I was used to and her long brown hair was flowing free. Jessica stepped in the door and gave me a big hug. I could smell the combination of her shampoo, perfume and youthful sweat on her. After breaking the hug she went to the couch and greeted my wife. I sat on the chair next to the couch and turned to Jessica in expectation.
“First of all let me thank you guys for letting me come over like this with no warning. I really appreciate it” she began.
“Our pleasure, think nothing of it” Diane answered though her cheerful tone sounded forced. Jessica seemed to notice this and momentarily paused before speaking.
“I’m sorry again but I didn’t know where else to turn. I came to the city with my friend Lindsay and we went clubbing. But at the last club we were at she met some guys and wanted to go to some private party with them and I didn’t. They were a little aggressive and I didn’t trust them but Lindsay wouldn’t listen to me and said she was going. Since she was my ride I was stranded if I didn’t go with her but you should go with your instincts.”
I saw Diane’s face soften and she stood and hugged Jessica.
“You did the right thing honey” she said “I hope your friend will be alright.”
“She promised to keep in touch with me and the girl can take care of herself. Plus she is a little wild if you catch my meaning but she’s really a good person. I can only wait to hear from her.”
“Well you can only wait now I guess. You can spend the night here. How are you going to get home though?” I asked.
“I haven’t even thought about that yet. One day or in this case night at a time” she said with a giggle.
“Well I think I’m going to lie down, I have such a headache” Diane said while giving me a stealthy glance “Mark why don’t you get some linen for the couch so Jess can settle in.”
I followed my wife upstairs where she took sheets, a pillow and pillowcase and a light blanket from the hall closet and handed them to me. She kissed me and whispered “Don’t take long”.
I went downstairs and quickly made up the couch for Jessica.
“Feel free to have anything in the fridge” I told her.
“Thanks Uncle Mark” she answered “I may watch TV for a while but I’ll keep the sound low. I’m just not sleepy yet. Can I ask you for a favor? I don’t have anything to sleep in and these clothes aren’t the best for that.”
“Maybe Diane has something” I thought aloud.
“You don’t have to bother her. If you just have an old shirt of yours that should be good. At home I usually use my dad’s old shirts to sleep in.”
I found her a shirt of mine that was folded in a laundry basket by the washing machine and handed it to her as she sat on the couch. I leaned down to kiss her goodnight on her cheek. Just as I did she turned so my lips hit hers. I could faintly taste alcohol on my teenaged niece’s mouth. When my lips met hers she eagerly kissed me back with passion it seemed. I quickly pulled back.
“Good night Jess and what is that I smell on your breath?” I asked.
“I just had two drinks” Jess answered sheepishly “I hope you won’t tell on me.”
I shook my head and turned to go.
“Aunt Diane is so lucky. Not only are you good looking, you have a really cute butt” Jess said.
I turned back to her. “You shouldn’t notice that especially because I’m your uncle.”
“Sorry I still have eyes, good night Uncle Mark” she said with a twinkle in her brown eyes.
When I reached my bedroom Diane was under the covers and the only light was from a bedside table lamp. I closed the door and got undressed. I normally sleep in a pair of lounge pants but as I wasn’t going to sleep yet I slipped under the covers nude. I reached over and embraced Diane and we began to kiss. Within a few minutes things had heated up. My hand had made its way between her naked thighs and was stroking her sex. Diane gets wet quickly and I was able to slip my middle finger inside her while continuing to rub her mound with the rest of my hand.
The more aroused she became the louder she reacted. When I delivered a love bite to her neck Diane gasped and I felt her shudder from her first orgasm. Her hand reached down and gripped my erection and she tried to pull me on top of her but I had other plans first. I twisted my body and burrowed under the covers heading between her thighs by feel. I pushed her thighs farther apart and by instinct I licked her wet slit causing her to tremble. I adjusted my head to where my tongue could flick her clit and I soon had her on the edge again. When I slid a finger inside her wetness Diane bucked violently and moaned. She tossed the covers off us and pulled me by my hair away from her.
“Mark I need you in me now” she demanded.
I knelt between her legs and guided my six and a half inch erection between her lips. She moaned loudly as I penetrated her. I began to slowly and rhythmically fuck her, going in all the way before pulling back. I tried to stay in control so I could last as long as possible, as well as to make less noise than I would have otherwise. I was very conscious of the fact my eighteen year old niece was in the room directly under us. Diane had a different idea as she grabbed hold of my ass with both hands.
“Faster baby I want it faster” she hissed.
I increased my speed with her hands eagerly pulling on me. As I continued my thrusting Diane’s moans became louder and more frequent. I covered her mouth with mine and kissed her lovingly. After a few minutes of this she broke our kiss.
“Roll onto your back Mark I want to ride you” she said insistently. I withdrew and positioned myself on my back. Diane straddled me and guided my hardness back inside. She groaned in delight as her pubic bone collided with me and she began to ride me hard. Diane put her hands on my muscled chest and bounced up and down on my erection. A look of pleasure in her eyes told me she was once again getting close as I saw sweat roll down her face. I don’t know why, but at that moment I thought of Jessica on the couch beneath us and it turned me on. I began to pump up into Diane, our bodies crashing together like surf and sand. I held her waist as I drove my length fully in her as hard as I could.
“Oh yes Mark, don’t stop baby, faster baby” she cried out before her orgasm overcame her and her head sank to my chest. I thrust all the way in one more time before I joined Diane in bliss, my cum shooting deep inside her. We stayed that way a couple of minutes recovering. Finally she rolled off me onto her back. I leaned in and kissed her.
“I love you” I said.
“You know I feel the same” Diane replied.
The next morning I woke up early as I usually did and headed for a shower. Diane was sleeping with a peaceful look on her face. She normally slept late on Sunday so I didn’t disturb her. After my shower I was shaving with a towel wrapped around my waist when I heard the door open. Thinking it was Diane I said “Good morning babe.”
I was shocked when I heard Jessica say “Morning Uncle Mark, I’m sorry I didn’t realize anyone was in here but I really have to pee.”
With the door closed and the light on that seemed far fetched but I turned to leave so she could go.
“I see you haven’t missed time at the gym lately” Jess said as I squeezed past her.
“Don’t worry about that, just hurry up” I told her as she closed the door. While waiting my mind pictured how Jess looked wearing my t-shirt. It was old and thin and her baseball sized breasts had strained against the material plainly revealing the shape of her nipples. Plus the shirt was barely long enough to reach the top of her legs. Stop what you’re thinking I told myself. She’s your niece, only a teenager and your wife is sleeping down the hall besides. Logically that was correct but my little head doesn’t think, it only reacts. And right now it was reacting to the stimuli of a nubile teenage body. In spite of my efforts blood was flowing to my groin. I heard the toilet flush and then the water running at the sink. Then the door opened and glorious Jessica emerged.
“Do you want me” Jessica said and paused a moment before continuing “to make some coffee?”
While she said this I could swear that she glanced at my towel covered lower half and my semi-erection.
“Yes Jess if you don’t mind. I’ll be down in a minute” I answered in a hoarse whisper.
When she brushed past me her hand made contact with my groin for a fleeting moment. As she headed to the stairs I couldn’t help watching her ass wiggle as she walked. When she reached the top, Jess turned back and saw me looking. She gave a dazzling smile before disappearing. I returned to the bathroom to finish shaving. I managed to nick myself as my concentration was shot due to my thoughts swirling around my brain. I was attracted to my niece and unless I was totally reading things wrong she felt the same. I put on lounge pants and a wife beater and headed downstairs where I already smelled coffee. Jessica was standing by the counter when I walked in the kitchen. She began to pour a cup of coffee.
“Uncle Mark you take your coffee black, right?” she asked me.
“That’s right you remembered.”
“Sit down and I’ll bring you the coffee” she said sweetly.
I sat down at the kitchen table and Jess placed the steaming cup in front of me.
“So what are your plans?” I asked trying to keep my mind on business not on her hot little body.
“I haven’t heard from Lindsay yet. I guess I could call my parents and beg them to come get me. They’ll probably get mad but what other choice is there” she said with a pleading look at me.
“I guess I could drive you if you’re ready quickly and before all the idiots are on the road” I answered.
Jessica squealed and leaned down and hugged me around my neck. As she did her firm round breasts pressed against my face which was a pleasant feeling I must admit.
“Uncle Mark you are the best ever. Have I told you that before? Can I finish my coffee first and then shower?” she asked excitedly.
“Yes to all questions, but hurry” was my reply. She sauntered across the room and picked up her coffee.
“Uncle Mark do you remember when I was little and you would pick me up and swing me in the air until I was dizzy?”
“Yes I do” I said recalling that time fondly.
“And do you remember us watching scary movies and I would get so afraid I would have to sit on your lap and keep my eyes tightly shut?”
I just nodded at her. Jessica put her cup on the table and without warning sat down on my lap and put her arms around my neck. She looked in my eyes and began squirming her ass around as if she was trying to get comfortable.
“Sometimes I miss those days” she said seriously before smiling and squirming some more, sending signals from my cock to my brain and all points in between. “Am I too heavy Uncle Mark, am I crushing you?”
“No sweetie you’re not crushing me but I don’t know if you should be sitting on my lap.”
“Because I’m giving you a hard on “she said with a face that wouldn’t melt butter. Of course she was right about that. My cock was straining against my pants to get at her but instead I feigned indignation.
“Jessica where do you get such ideas, to accuse your uncle like that.”
“Well since its poking me in my butt as well as another place would be where. Plus I do have a boyfriend, even though he goes to school all the way in California, so I do know about these things. But it feels good especially to my other place” she said with a giggle.
“Stop Jessica you’re being bad” I replied trying to sound stern though I just wanted to shower her with kisses.
She squirmed some more, positioning herself so that she was no longer directly on my cock. Instead with it no longer held down it rose up between her legs.
“Uncle Mark I’m not bad, I’m a good girl and if you let me I’ll show you how good. Besides you’re the one being bad.”
After saying this she reached down and grabbed my erection through my pants making me shudder. I had to stop things before they went any further. I tried to lift Jessica off my lap but she resisted and my hand which had been on her waist slipped to her ass. In our mini struggle the t-shirt raised up and I found my hand in contact with her bare ass cheek because like many girls today Jessica wore a thong.
“Oh Uncle Mark” she squealed and clung to my neck tighter.
I stood quickly displacing her and disentangled her limbs from me. I held her at arms length while I regained my composure.
“Jessica stop this now. Take your shower, get a towel from the hall closet first and no more playing around.”
She pouted at me but did as I said heading upstairs to shower. When I heard the water running I went to my bedroom and threw on a pair of jeans and a shirt. I sat on the bed and gently shook Diane. She woke up with a sleepy look on her face.
“What is it honey?” she asked.
“I’m going to give Jessica a ride home. She hasn’t heard from her friend yet. If we leave now I should be home by early afternoon in time to watch the game.”
“You and your sports. Ok honey drive carefully. Tell Jess bye from me.”
“I will” I answered before kissing her goodbye. As I left the room she had already turned on her side away from the sunlight filtering in through a window. I was waiting downstairs when Jessica came down. She was wearing her outfit from the night before but her long, brown hair was in a ponytail and with no makeup on she appeared younger and more wholesome.
“Ready kid?” I asked. Jessica nodded at me affirmatively. I held open the front door and she headed out. I opened the doors to my Explorer and started the ignition. I pulled out of the driveway and gave it some gas.
Right before we reached the highway I pulled into a parking lot of a donut store. I found out what she wanted and headed in to order.
When I returned to the vehicle with breakfast Jessica had a mischievous look on her face but she said nothing as I handed her the coffee and muffin. We ate in silence but she seemed to be fighting back laughter. After she finished she started playing with her phone and smiling. As soon as I was done I started to drive out of the parking lot. Before I could turn I felt Jess’ hand on my arm.
“Look at the picture I just took Uncle Mark” she said smirking. I took the phone from her and looked at the screen and was confronted with a picture of a delectable looking shaved pussy. I almost dropped the phone from shock.
“It’s a self portrait” she said. I returned the phone and made a turn, barely missing a pedestrian I was so distracted. I kept my eyes on the road and drove and soon we were on the highway. The traffic was fairly light so I floored it. The sooner she was safely home the better it would be for us both I felt. We made good progress at first and had covered over half the distance before traffic slowed to a crawl. There was probably an accident ahead as there wasn’t any other reason at this point to delay things. As we inched ahead bumper to bumper Jess began fidgeting.
“Uncle Mark I’m bored” she exclaimed petulantly.
“What are you, two years old” I answered “take a nap or find something to occupy yourself with.”
“I’m not sleepy” she announced then went silent.
I kept my eyes straight ahead as we continued our stop and go movement for the next five minutes when I saw a car on the shoulder up ahead with the hood open. Realizing that it was rubbernecking causing the jam I knew that things would soon be moving.
“Traffic should start moving again…” I began, turning to Jessica when my jaw dropped. My niece was sitting back in the captains chair with her short skirt raised and her hand rubbing her bald little pussy. I tore my eyes away from this vision of her bringing herself pleasure, if only to prevent my wrecking the vehicle.
“Jessica what are you doing?”
“You told me to occupy myself Uncle Mark” she said with a gasp “and that’s all I’m doing.” I took a sidelong glance at her and saw that her face was getting red and her chest was heaving. I looked back at the road and was able to increase my speed as I had passed the disabled vehicle. I felt hot myself so I reached and turned on the ac. Before I could move my hand Jess grabbed it and moved it between her thighs against her sweet pussy and clamped her legs shut.
“Uncle Mark yes oh fuck yes” she almost screamed as the touch of my hand pushed her overheated little kitty into fourth gear. I felt her trembling against my hand and her wetness seeping onto my skin. I pulled my hand free and put it back on the wheel. We drove in silence for a few minutes. Jess had pulled her skirt down and was reclining languidly with a look of satisfaction. Finally I broke the silence.
“Jessica you should put your underwear back on.”
“But Uncle Mark I’m letting them dry, they’re all wet. My pussy has been excited since I heard you and Aunt Diane last night. The only way I could get to sleep was to play with myself until I came. Then I had a dream about you when I was sleeping. It was a real nice dream.”
“Jess you really shouldn’t say things like that and you should put on your underwear like I said.”
“I’ll put it on if you help me. Besides what I said was true. The first time I ever masturbated I was thinking of you. It was when my parents threw me my fourteenth birthday party. Remember Aunt Diane couldn’t come but you did. And I had a bunch of my girlfriends there. And when you were swimming in the pond you would let us ride on your back and you even towed us in the rowboat. All the girls thought you were so hot and they were jealous because I was your favorite.”
“Well you are my niece” I answered realizing that Jessica hadn’t just discovered these thoughts recently.
“Well anyway” she continued “after you left me and my girls were talking and Lisa said that she would be thinking of you that night when she masturbated. I told her that was gross and she would do no such thing. But later I was thinking and before I went to sleep I did play with myself and I imagined it was really your hand. So when I felt your hand a little while ago for real it gave me the best one ever.”
During our talk I had passed a sign indicating a rest stop was coming up and I pulled into the exit lane. It had a gas station, a fast food restaurant and a park and ride lot. I drove to the furthest part of the lot. As it was Sunday morning it was almost deserted. I wanted to get out and clear my head. If I wasn’t careful right now who knows what could happen. My cock was so hard it hurt and my willing teenage niece was sitting next to me with no panties on. I released my seatbelt and then her hand found my bulge. She squeezed it through my jeans and in that moment my resistance crumbled.
It no longer mattered to me that it was wrong for so many reasons. At that moment if all our relatives were standing right outside the vehicle it wouldn’t have stopped me. I unbuttoned my pants and yanked down the zipper before lifting my hips enough to push my pants past my hips and settling back into the seat. I looked at Jessica with raw hunger. She had a big smile on her face.
The next thing I knew she had bobbed her head down and taken my head into her warm mouth. She swirled her tongue over the head then started to move down the shaft before pulling off and sitting back up. She pulled her top over her head and threw it on the back seat freeing her smallish round breasts. They were adorned with small pink and erect nipples. Before I could think to suckle them Jessica grasped my shaft and bent down to take it in her mouth again.
She closed her eyes and really went to work. Her saliva coated me as she worked up and down me driving me crazy. Her hand now was gently massaging my balls as she continued sucking me deep. Jessica increased her tempo, taking me to back of her mouth with each movement until she slipped my cock into her throat. She swallowed me whole with her nose hitting my pubic hair. That was more than I could take and without warning I erupted into her throat, shooting my cum in spurts. Jessica swallowed it down without missing a beat, her hand continuing to fondle my balls as they pumped out their load. She waited until I stopped before pulling her head up and off me.
She opened her big brown eyes and looked right at me. Though I had just cum I was hornier then before. I managed to remove my shoes and pants before I leaned in and kissed Jess before then pulling back.
“Get into the back seat Jessica” I barked at my naughty niece.
She wriggled herself between the seats into the back. With more difficulty I managed to join her there. She was sprawled across the back seat, one leg raised with her knee bent and her foot on the seat and the other leg off the seat. She was perfectly positioned for me to return the favor to her. I squeezed myself on the floor between the front and back seats. I ran my hands along her legs leaving a trail of goose bumps from Jessica’s calves to her inner thighs just below her gates of paradise. I moved my mouth and delivered a kiss to her lower lips triggering a series of moans from her.
I placed my hand at the top of her bald, bad kitty and used my index finger to slide the hood up so my thumb could tease her clit. My tongue lapped at her juicy core while my thumb traced circular movements on her erect little button. It had been years since I’d tasted teenaged pussy and I savored every drop of her nectar that I managed to swallow. It tasted like fallen rain on a spring day.
Jess was running her fingers through my hair as I continued to lick her dripping puss. She was rolling her hips slightly in rhythm with my tongue. I looked up at her face and saw her eyes were tightly shut now and she was biting her lower lip. While continuing to stimulate her clit I brought my other hand forward and started to insert my finger into her little pussy. Her eyes shot open in surprise. She was extremely tight and I had only worked half my finger in her when I felt her muscles spasm, constricting on my finger.
Jessica pulled my hair hard while letting out a string of moans. Her hips bucked with my finger going along for the ride. After a minute her orgasm had subsided to the point that I could move my finger again. Jessica had smiled up at me with a dreamy expression. I continued to work my finger inside her, managing to fit the whole finger up her kitty.
“I know I’m really tight now. It’s been months since I’ve been fucked with my boyfriend away at college. But if you keep doing what you’re doing” she said, obviously enjoying herself, “I’ll get a little looser until you can fuck me.”
I winced hearing my niece use such graphic language but I did want to fuck her tight little kitty. However a last shred of conscience inside me tried to assert itself.
“I can’t Jess, it wouldn’t be right. Besides I could get you pregnant” I said trying to persuade us both while continuing to slide my finger in and out of her little hole.
She had a triumphant look on her face. “Uncle Mark in my purse I have a condom so you can too fuck me.”
My last excuse gone I twisted myself into a pretzel so that I could retrieve her purse from the front floor while keeping my finger in her. I handed Jess the purse and she rummaged in it and pulled out a foil wrapped condom. As she opened it I slipped a second finger inside Jessica’s honey pot.
“I’m ready for you and I can fit you now Uncle Mark.”
I removed my fingers and took the condom and rolled it down my erection. I positioned myself above Jessica supporting myself with an arm on the top of the seat. Her hand gripped me and guided me to her entrance. With one motion I sank my full length in my niece. Jess’ arms entwined around my neck and she pulled my head down to hers. As I let her adjust to my intrusion we kissed passionately. Her lips were soft and inviting. My tongue explored her mouth and tongue. Her canal gripped me tightly and I was actually glad for the condom as it made me less sensitive. I began to move in her sliding in and out as slowly as I could. I kept this up causing Jess to whimper in pleasure. As I grinded against her she lifted her legs and hooked them around my back.
We were locked in and I began to fuck hard now, pulling out halfway and slamming back deep again. I knew her tight pussy would soon overwhelm me so I grabbed a breast with my free hand and pounded away like a jackhammer. Everything became a blur, my whole universe centered around my cock filling her tender kitty. I felt my balls tighten and I let out a moan from the depths of my being. I collapsed onto Jessica as my throbbing cock shot into the condom.
We stayed like that for how long I don’t know. I realized that Jessica was stroking my hair. I lifted myself from her causing my softening cock to slip from her. Then I slid her legs to the side so I could sit next to her on the seat. Jess sat up and leaned against my body. She rested her head on my shoulder and sighed. I found my arm circling her shoulder. She reached down and rolled the condom from me and held it away from us until spotting a plastic bag she dropped it in. Jessica held my shrinking shaft and feathered it with kisses. I pulled her head from my sensitive head and instead gave her a slow deep kiss. Finally we moved apart and I retrieved my clothes and dressed in silence. As I did Jess sat watching me with a slight smile.
When I finished I got out the door taking the bag and depositing it in a trash can before climbing in the drivers side. I tossed her thong to the back seat and started the ignition. My thoughts were chaotic as I started driving. When I hit the highway I opened the windows the air flushing the interior and clearing my brain. Jessica sat dressed, curled up on the back seat humming to herself.
We arrived at her house without further incident. As we traveled along the long drive I again saw Jessica playing with her phone in the rear view mirror.
“Good news Uncle Mark. While we were, uh occupied, Lindsay texted me to let me know she’s ok and will be driving back later. By the way I forgot to tell you Daddy says thanks for driving me. Otherwise he would have missed Joey’s game.”
I pulled in front of the house, no cars presently in the driveway. I digested what Jessica had just said.
“So Jess you had already let your family know I was going to drive you?”
“Yeah I forgot to tell you before. Joey had a baseball game and if Daddy had to get me he would have missed the game so I said I would ask you. You know that means no one’s home if you want to come in.” She said the last part with a hopeful expression on her pretty face.
“No not now Jess that isn’t a good idea. I have to drive home.”
I would have liked to wash up but I couldn’t trust either one of us under the circumstances. I would make due with some wet wipes I had in the glove compartment and eating or drinking something to get the lingering taste of her from my mouth. Jess got out of the vehicle with a pout on her face from being thwarted. She walked around to my window and leaned in.
“Uncle Mark let me tell you something. That was the best I ever had and I’d do that or anything for you, all you have to do is ask. You can tie me up, you can fuck me in my ass, and if you wanted I would have a threesome with you and Aunt Diane. I don’t care just to be with you.”
Her words terrified and thrilled me at the same time but there was no way I could answer them.
“I love you Jess but I have to go” I said. She kissed me and her eyes looked misty.
“I love you too” she said.
As I drove down the driveway I saw her standing there watching me leave in the rear view mirror.
THE END

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Alpha – Ch. 1 Lesbian Dog Lovers

Alpha is a dog born into an institution hidden from society where he was trained in various sexual techniques… but how is he able to get human females pregnant? Why would this shadow organization allow a dog to continue acting upon his purely animal instinctive desire to breed knowing he can impregnate humans?

The Fisherman & The Mermaid-Chap. 5-7

CHAPTER 5
We dressed around 5:30 and I led Marta in to her first “Mama Meal.” I’d had probably hundreds and I always gained at least two pounds by the time she let me leave the table. We began with a hot antipasto. I selected several dishes for Marta including some broiled shrimp, calamari rings, baked clams, and my favorite–crab-stuffed mushrooms. When Marta leaned over to tell me how good it was I reminded her it was only the first course.
“Uh…how many will there be?” Everyone laughed. “Four.” “Five.” Someone even suggested seven. Oh God, seven courses? I’d burst!
After the antipasto we enjoyed a delicious Italian salad or “insalata” as Mama called it.
I’m sure Marta was feeling a bit full when Mama brought out the pasta—spaghetti with homemade meatballs and hot and sweet sausage along with garlic bread. Marta balked a bit at the garlic until I reminded her I was having plenty. “You’ll need it for self defense,” I told her and we all laughed again, Marta included.
Following a huge bowl of pasta and meat, the only kind served in Mama’s house, she brought out not her usual roast beef, but my favorite—pot roast. “We having this for you, Peter. I know this you’re favorite.” Mama always speaks like this even though I know she was born in this country and graduated high school in the top half of her class, attending community college for a year before marrying an up-and-coming Anthony Pellegrini.
Foolishly, I had several helpings of pot roast with mashed potatoes. I could see Marta slowing. “Save some room for dessert. It’ll be worth the wait.” Marianne, Celia, Andrea, and Marta volunteered to clear the table while we men folk recovered. I could not imagine going through this every single week as Papa and Jimmy did. Marianne, Celia, and Andrea returned to the table, leaving Marta alone with Mama in the kitchen. I knew this was no accident. It probably meant trouble for me.
Eventually Marta returned, her arms full of a huge platter of cannoli. Some people love cannoli—I hate it. It is so sweet I can’t stand to bite into it. Mama followed Marta smiling as she carried a big Italian cheesecake. Marta walked around the table helping everyone to a cannoli but passing by me. “Mama told me none for you—have you been bad?” Again everyone laughed, much to Marta’s chagrin.
“No, Marta, Peter can’t stand cannoli—says it is too sweet. He must be sweet enough without it, eh, Peter?”
“Yes, Papa,” I agreed, “they don’t come any sweeter than me.” Again more laughter, this time including Marta. Mama patted my head as she slipped a huge slice of cheesecake in front of me. Mama placed three bottles on the table—Italian cordials. I told Marta about each. “Amaretto di Saronno is an almond based liquor. It’s sweet and tasty, too, but it has to be sipped, especially by an amateur like you. Cream Limoncello is based on lemon rinds and can be sour. The cream version is really smooth, but it’ll sneak up on you. It’s stronger than you might think once you taste it. The final bottle is Mellone, a liqueur based on a melon; this one’s cantaloupe. I would try the Limoncello. I think you’ll like it.”
“What are you having?” she asked. I shook and poured the Limoncello for both of us. We toasted and sipped. Marta grinned her approval. Later the women helped Mama again while Papa, Jimmy, and I retired to the living room. I asked Papa about calling the FBI.
“Peter, you’re a civilian—not involved in our work which is almost entirely legitimate now…but not quite. Any citizen with the information you now have would call the FBI. They’re not so bad—most of them anyway. Tell them about the life insurance policy, Cartwright’s debts—don’t worry about the Martucci’s. You won’t mention them by name, but the Fed’s will know…they’re not idiots. I expect Mr. Cartwright will not be walking anytime soon. Set up an appointment for tomorrow morning. Tell them you have armed security—they’ll be in uniform—so they’ll have to identify themselves before they’re allowed to see you and Marta. Give them a code word. I’m not worried about Cartwright—he’ll be in the hospital, but he has friends who are involved and presumably they will not want to get caught so Marta is not out of the woods yet, and neither are you. I suggest you prepare ahead of time. You know what I mean.” I nodded; I knew exactly what he meant and I’d do what needed to be done even if I had to kill each and every one of them.
I knew all about killing. My marksmanship instructors in basic training wanted me to go straight to sniper school, but the brass wanted me in OCS. I wanted no part of being an officer so I went to sniper school. I practiced so much I was able to shoot a man in the eye at 1000 yards. I’d done it any number of times, but I hadn’t told Marta. I didn’t want to scare her. If any of these guys tried for her they’d be dead.
We left around eight and before we did Papa called a friend in the city about notifying Marta’s parents; I could see how relieved she was. Marta wanted to stay, but I told her I had a lot to do. On the way home I told her how I was so jealous of Jimmy when I was a kid. His dad would come home one day with a mink coat for his mom and I remembered one time they got three color TV’s. Then I saw Mr. Pellegrini’s picture in the newspaper, saying he was some kind of gangster. I never mentioned it to anyone, certainly not to Jimmy or anyone in his family. All I knew was that he was my friend and that his family was nicer to me than my own. I was in high school when it became an open secret. By then Papa was well up the ladder—all the way to Capo, or lieutenant. Papa had helped me many times along the way, even with my college expenses without ever asking anything in return. In fact, I told her, he absolutely forbade me getting involved in any type of criminal activity. He was even upset one time in junior high when I covered for Jimmy, pointing the police in a different direction. It was the kind of thing any friend would do for another, but Papa was furious. I never crossed the line again.
I waved to our guards, now in full APS uniforms, the APS standing for Anthony Pellegrini Security. They all carried shotguns or semi-automatic rifles. I went straight to my arms closet, removing my long rifle and scopes. I lowered the folding attic stairs and carried the rifle and scopes up before returning for two full boxes of ammunition and several clips. I set everything up on a low table by a gabled window that would open if needed. It was from here that I shot over the burglars’ heads. I’d be shooting at their heads this time and I wouldn’t be missing.
CHAPTER 6
I told Marta I’d explain everything after the phone calls. Until then she’d have to trust me. She nodded and sat quietly on the couch. Using the phone book I called the FBI. “FBI, Special Agent Ross speaking.”
“My name is Peter Manning.” I gave my address and phone number. “I have information about the alleged death of Marta Vanek. I say alleged because Marta is sitting here next to me. I rescued her from the sinking boat. I also have a photocopy of a million dollar life insurance policy Cartwright took out on her life without her knowledge or approval. Also, he deliberately gave you the wrong location of the boat; I know exactly where it is. I can share all that and more with you.
“I’d like some representatives of the Bureau to meet with me at my home tomorrow morning at ten. But you need to be careful. I have armed security agents here and they have instructions to shoot if necessary. I suggest you come in a marked police vehicle. They will stop you and demand identification before allowing you to pass. I’ve been told to give you a code word—Andrea.”
“Why would David Cartwright do all this? He has a good job from what I understand.”
“Yeah, but he owes more than $260,000 from some gambling debts at weekly interest.”
“Oh…the sharks are into him. Is that what you’re saying? Where are you getting all this information?
“I can’t say, but I can tell you my security is from APS.
“Pellegrini…how do you know him?”
“His son and I are lifelong friends—best friends. Listen, I have to go. I have to call my boss about taking the day off tomorrow. See you at ten.” I hung up.
I called my principal who was none too happy to hear that I wasn’t going to work tomorrow until I told him why. “How’d you get involved in that mess, Peter?”
“I went fishing Saturday morning and rescued her from the sinking boat. This is all about attempted murder of an innocent young woman. I’ll bring her to school after we’re done with the police.” I hung up and turned to Marta. “I know this is all confusing and frustrating. David isn’t in any position right now to hurt anything. If Papa is right he has no kneecaps. They’ve either been shot or broken with a baseball bat or golf club, probably the latter—it’s much more painful. What Papa and I are concerned about is his friends. They’re in this as deeply as he is, except that they’re still able to walk and we don’t know who they are. You know the news media—once they find out where you are I expect they’ll tell the world.
“I told you I was a specialist in the Marines, but I didn’t tell you what kind. I was a sniper. I wish I had my service rifle right now, but they cost thousands and they’re considered top secret. The one you saw me put upstairs is from World War II. It’s old, but it still works perfectly. I’ve shot it dozens of times. When they come it will be from the rear of the house. I’ll be ready for them. You can trust me. You’re safe now and you’ll be safer once they’re taken care of.”
We went to bed fairly early, skipping sex for the first night since we had met. I was almost asleep when I heard Marta crying. I reached around her naked body clutching her just below her breasts. “What’s the matter, Marta? Why are you crying?”
“Oh, Peter you probably wish you had never saved me. I’m nothing but trouble for you.”
“No, Marta I don’t feel that way at all. I’m very happy you’re here with me…no, that’s not right. I’m… thrilled you’re here with me. Don’t ask me to explain it because I can’t, but I think I’m falling in love with you.”
Marta rolled over and stroked my face. “Do you remember when I was alone in the kitchen with Mama?” I nodded. “She told me it was obvious from the way we looked at each other and touched each other that we were in love. I told her we had only known each other for two days and she laughed. ‘So what?’ she said, ‘how long do you think it takes to learn that you don’t like someone? Why should it take forever to fall in love?’”
“Mama’s a smart woman,” I replied, “and in this case she’s at least half right. I never thought I could feel about a woman the way I feel about you. I never want you to go home…never.”
“Well, Peter I’d have to say Mama was completely and totally on target. I feel the same way about you.” She lifted her face to me, wrapped her arms around me and said the words that would bind us together—“I love you.” I repeated those words and we fell asleep in each other’s arms.
I was up early the following morning, taking a big pot of coffee down to the guards. I was surprised to see Marco was one of them. I told them the code word—they’d never forget Jimmy’s wife’s name. I returned to Marta. She joined me in the shower. I had just grabbed the soap when she kneeled in front of me. In a second my cock was in her mouth where it grew instantly. Marta pushed me against the tiled wall as she sucked hard on my cock. He tongue was wrapped around my shaft, washing my cock with her saliva until I was rabid with desire. I pulled her up, bent her over and plunged my cock deep into her cunt as Marta moaned with rapture. I pumped her pussy hard as she gripped my knees for support. I reached between her legs finding her clit rock hard. I squeezed and pinched it harder with each thrust until we shuddered together and came in a mutual explosion. We collapsed together under the running shower. “Now that’s how we should start every day,” Marta gasped, her breath not fully regained. I couldn’t speak—I just nodded my agreement.
We struggled to stand and eventually managed to wash each other. Once we were dry we dressed and made breakfast. We ate leisurely—toast, juice, and fruit. We were still recovering from Mama’s feast last night. I took out my .30-.30, loaded it, and checked around the house. I knew Papa’s security would cover the front. I’d handle the rest if needed. As it all turned out nothing was needed. The FBI agents used the code word and had perfect ID. All the same two guards accompanied them into the house.
Our conversation lasted for more than an hour when they asked me to show them the boat. We went in convoy to the harbor where we boarded the Suffolk County Police’s 35-foot cruiser. There were two officers and two divers waiting for us. I gave the driver the latitude and longitude and off we went. Siren blaring we ignored the 12 mph limit. It took us about ten minutes to reach the wreck site. The divers went over the side and returned in another fifteen minutes, verifying everything we had told them.
The agent used his satellite phone to confirm everything to the Manhattan office. A warrant was ordered for David Cartwright; we were asked if we would participate in a press conference the following evening. I agreed immediately. When they left I called a local lumber yard and ordered twenty sheets of 7/8’s inch plywood, six tubes of Liquid Nails and a gross of two-inch nails. Then I explained to Marta what I was going to do. We had a late, but light, lunch and drove to my school. I wasn’t dressed for teaching, but that wouldn’t matter. I walked into the main office and introduced Marta to the secretaries and my principal. We chatted for a while and returned home. I was pleased to find the plywood had been delivered.
I cut the sheets into a manageable size and carried them up into the attic. I was creating a strong area—walls and floor which would protect us if—no, when—we were attacked. When I was done I had an area made of 2.5 inches of plywood, even including an extra door I could drop over the folding attic stairs once I had secured them in place. This would stop virtually any bullet. I put the scope onto the rifle, checked the flash suppressor, and loaded the clips. I would be ready in seconds. Marta and I could survive up here for days if necessary once I locked the attic door in place. I had a case of bottled water and cans of nuts and other energy foods installed.
I went to work the following day and, of course, the students asked where I had been. I told them only that there would be a press conference with the FBI that evening. I was sure it would be on the news, in fact I was praying for it. The event was held at the local Suffolk County Police Station. I mentioned saving Marta and that she was staying with me for a few days. I said nothing about having security. I was issuing my invitation—one I was more than ninety percent sure would be accepted. Papa phoned me right after as we drove home. “Are you sure you’re not one of us, Peter? You sounded as though you were praying his friends would hear you. Nicely done.” I thanked Papa, telling him I was anxious to put this behind us. I also asked his help moving Marta’s things out to my house. Papa owned a moving and storage company. Just think about how handy that could be in moving or hiding stolen goods. Papa told me he could have it done by the weekend. I stopped by Home Depot on the way, picking up some special equipment I wanted to install.
David Cartwright was in Bellevue Hospital with casts on both legs and his ankle cuffed to the bed frame. I asked the FBI Special Agent to let me know when some friends his age visited. Sure enough three young men spent the evening after the press conference with him. I was told they whispered back and forth for more than an hour. I needed to work fast.
I came home immediately after school Thursday. I installed the high intensity spotlights I had purchased, placing one directly under the window. I wired the circuit to the electrical panel and tested it—perfect. I also checked out the portable PA system I had borrowed from my school. I went inside and removed the suppressor. The flash wouldn’t be seen right over the bright light and I wanted the noise, figuring that it would scare the hell out of the amateur assassins.
CHAPTER 7
Like many alarm systems mine had a portable hand set. It could be configured either to beep or to vibrate just like a cell phone. Each night I set it to vibrate and put it under my pillow. I was sure this would be a Saturday job. All these men worked for a living so they would have limited time to plan and conduct surveillance. I didn’t think they would do either—they’d show up and kill us then walk away. Yeah, right!
Marta was spooning with me, facing the rear of the house when my pillow began to vibrate. It was 3:00 Sunday morning. My Marine training kicked in immediately. I was awake in a second. I put my hand over Marta’s mouth. “It’s happening. Get dressed quickly and quietly—no bathroom and no lights. I’ll call Jimmy and our guards as soon as we’re upstairs.” To her credit she was dressed—shorts and a top—in less than twenty seconds and up the stairs five later. I followed her and pulled the stairs up, dropping my trap door once they were locked in place. I called Jimmy, “It’s happening; I think there are four of them from the reactions of my sensors. I’ll call our guards and let them know.” I hung up with Jimmy and called Marco. “They’re here, Marco. Put two men at each side of the house, but let me handle everything until I ask for help. Make sure you have some restraints.”
I turned back to the rear yard which was almost three hundred yards deep. I used it for running and sprints as part of my exercise regimen. Using night vision goggles I could see them exit the woods at the rear of the property. They walked slowly and unsteadily toward the house. I suspected they had drunk up enough courage to do this—they were either drunk or damned close. This would be too easy. I motioned Marta to sit with her back to the wall about four feet to my right. I had padded the area for her. I opened the window and waited.
I hit the lights when they were about two hundred yards out. The lights served two purposes—to illuminate the yard and to blind the assailants. The effect was exactly as I expected. I picked up the mike for the PA system. “STOP RIGHT THERE. DROP YOUR WEAPONS ON THE GROUND. YOU’RE COVERED AND I WILL SHOOT ANYONE WHO RESISTS.”
Of course, one of them raised his rifle. I had a shot in his upper arm before the weapon reached horizontal. “THAT’S ONE. ANYBODY ELSE STUPID ENOUGH TO TRY? HERE’S A SHOT JUST TO LET YOU KNOW WHAT I CAN DO.” I aimed and shot the weapon out of one guy’s hands. The rifle boomed in the night. If I were down there I’d be scared shitless. “MAYBE I SHOULD MENTION THAT I WAS A MARINE SNIPER IN AFGHANISTAN AND IRAQ. I CAN TAKE OUT YOUR TOES ONE AT A TIME IF I WANT TO. NOW DROP YOUR WEAPONS.” In spite of everything I had done not to kill anybody the first guy pulled a pistol with his off hand. When he raised it toward me I had no other choice—I put one in his head. Two men reacted as I hoped and dropped their weapons before raising their hands; the other was slow, either from drink of just plain stupidity. I put a shot through his right bicep.
“MARCO, PLEASE GET OUT THERE AND CUFF THESE IDIOTS. I HAVE YOU COVERED.” Marco and his men ran from their places, dropped the two men to their knees and secured their wrists together with what appeared to be long wire ties, but are actually strong plastic handcuffs. I phoned the police, requesting an ambulance for the wounded man and a coroner for the one I was forced to kill.
I turned to Marta. She rushed into my arms, “It’s over, darling. We can get down to good old boring life.”
“Life with you will never be boring, Peter. I love you so much and I feel so safe with you.” The cops arrived about five minutes later. I was surprised to see Marco still engaged in conversation with one of the captives; he was listening closely to what the man was saying. I explained what had happened and surrendered my weapon after unloading it. The cops were giving me a pretty hard time until Papa arrived with his lawyer. Shortly afterward Special Agent Ross showed up. The cops left satisfied that I had acted in self defense. I was surprised when Agent Ross greeted Papa with a handshake, and even more surprised when Papa returned it.
“That’s quite a rifle you have there, Peter,” Agent Ross said, “Where’d you learn to shoot?”
“Marine Sniper School, sir,” I replied, “Of course, I used something much more modern in Afghanistan and Iraq, but that rifle survived World War II and it’s a beauty–a Winchester Model 1903. I tried to convince them to give up, but one refused and the other was just plain slow. He may have been drunk, but I wasn’t taking any chances—not with Marta’s life on the line. I had no choice but to shoot. I just wish I didn’t have to kill anyone.”
Everything broke up around five, just as the sun was rising. I made coffee for everyone and we chatted in the kitchen and living room for almost an hour. As I carried some empty cups to the sink I noticed Marco’s revolver on the counter. I don’t like loaded guns lying around so I removed the shells, placing them in my pocket. Something about Marco was bothering me; I removed my Beretta, a small 9mm handgun but still lethal, especially at close range. I tucked it into the waistband at the back of my shorts, making sure the safety was engaged and that there was no cartridge in the chamber. I didn’t need to shoot my butt off.
Papa and his attorney left, followed shortly thereafter by Agent Ross. I thanked him for his help and shook his hand. Marta hugged the man, thanking him as well. Papa had taken two of his men with him, leaving only Tony and Marco. Tony was out at the car, still on duty, but Marco was pacing up and down the patio seemingly having an argument with himself. Marta wanted to go back to bed, but I held her close to me on the couch. “It’s not quite over yet,” I told her just as Marco returned to the kitchen for his weapon.
I dialed Jimmy on my cell and, before he had a chance to speak, I told him, “Listen–don’t speak.” I put the phone on the end table. Marco walked in a moment later, revolver in his hand. “Make up your mind, Marco? It looked like quite a conversation you were having first with Cartwright’s friend and then with yourself.”
“Yeah,” he responded, “I made up my mind. Sorry, but you have to go. It’s nothing personal—there’s a lot of money involved.”
“What’s the matter, Marco? Doesn’t Don Pellegrini pay you enough?”
“You know how much I made last year? A crummy hundred K and I had to pay taxes on all of it. That sucks. I can make a big score by knocking you two out…three million—tax free.”
“Yeah, Marco, but think first. How much does the typical high school dropout earn? Not a hundred thousand, that’s for sure. And you’ll have to take care of Tony, too. And don’t forget Jimmy and Papa—they never forget, do they?”
“Ah, by the time they find out I’ll be gone…long gone.” He raised his weapon, pointing it as us.
“Question, Marco—what’s the difference between your gun and mine?” I pulled mine from the waistband, flipped off the safety and racked the slide. “Of course, yours is a revolver and mine is an automatic, but what’s the important difference? Don’t know? Well…mine actually has bullets in it. Yours are in my pocket.” I leveled the pistol, aiming at his eye. “So far as Papa and Jimmy finding out, they already know, right Jimmy?”
“Oh, yeah I know all right. So does Tony; I just got off the other phone with him. He’ll be there in a second to take care of you.” That was Tony’s cue. He walked in and he was pissed. He clubbed Marco with a sap, knocking him unconscious to the floor. “Sorry, Pete. Sorry, Marta. This should never have happened. Why don’t you go to bed while I package this mook for travel?” He pulled out a roll of duct tape and wrapped it around Marcos wrists, before securing his ankles and mouth.
I pulled a terrified Marta to her feet and steered her to the bedroom. “What will happen to him, Peter? I kind of liked Marco before this. How did you know?”
“Yeah, I liked him, too. His problem was that he had no imagination. Jimmy told me he was extremely limited in what he could be trusted to do–other than security…basically nothing. Now he has a big problem—you don’t cross the Don, or anyone in the organization. We’ll never see Marco again and I doubt if anyone will. My guess is that they’ll take him for a boat ride into the Atlantic and drop him overboard. How did I know? You don’t just practice shooting in sniper school. I was taught a lot about people’s behavior. When you have twenty or thirty potential targets in the street it’s important to pick the right ones. I saw him in a long conversation with one of our attackers—that should never have happened. Then he was pacing back and forth on the patio—like arguing with himself. When I saw his pistol in the kitchen I took the natural precaution of unloading it. Marco was never brilliant and in the end it was his stupidity that did him in.”
Just then I heard a commotion in the living room—Marco was being removed. Seconds later Tony called in to let us know he was leaving. He wished us well and thanked me—I may have saved his life, too. I walked up to Marta, hugged her—she was still shaking—and removed her clothing. I stripped out of mine and pulled her to the bed. I pulled the blanket over us. “Just remember—I love you…I’ll always be here for you…and I’ll always protect you. Oh, yeah—if we can get some sleep now we may be able to go fishing later in the afternoon.” That was all the encouragement she needed. She kissed me, closed her eyes and we went back to a blissful sleep.

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Motel Week Ending 2

Although this story can be read on it’s own, it is recommended you read the story ‘Motel Week’. The last story left off with a few possibilities for a conclusion. Here is the second of two possible endings. Neither ending would be considered the ‘True Ending’ just read them both and pick which one you like better. Both however; would be considered happy endings.

Amy’s Fantasy

Too often I’ve gotten emails that my stories are too long and I should make more sex-centric short stories. So I rose to the challenge and tried to make one! I hope you all enjoy. 🙂

Turning on the Neighbor Lady

Turning on the Neighbor lady
A woman moved in next door to my girlfriend and I. A real nerd. I could tell she had a hot body, big tits, nice ass and legs through her lab coat she always wore. She wore no makeup, piled her hair up sloppy, dumb looking glasses and was not into guys much. She was 23, and only had a few dates with other nerds. My girlfriend and I took and interest in her and soon she spent a lot of time at our house.
… She was the ultimate naïve girl. My girlfriend got close to her with secret girl talk. She had never had sex and hadn’t even ever masturbated. Her parents were brainy nerd professors and all they ‘all’ did was read books as she grew up, except no books about… sex. She was adopted. Her parent weren’t into all that messy sex stuff. They home schooled her with the finest schooling. They got her a degree.
…. She was so into the science lab where she worked, it had consumed her whole life. Her I.Q. was really high.
…I started getting sexually interested in her. She liked my male attention. Every one has things that turn them on and I wanted to turn her on to me. I slowly got real close to her. She would gasp if I hugged her or rubbed her arm. I would whisper to her when the girlfriend was out of the room, how smart she was that I liked her and I would squeeze her hand.
…She would gulp and start breathing hard. As time went by, she would close her eyes and just stand there as I rubbed her arm and whispered how much I liked her body. Now she would look at me with loving eyes and then she would lean her head on my chest.
… She was getting attracted to me. Just what I wanted. I started sexually teasing her when the girlfriend wasn’t around. She didn’t quite understand it, but her breathing told me she was effected by it.
…One evening when the girlfriend was out of town, the nerd (Jenny) ask me to come over and just talk. She saw me looking at her tits, she had no bra on. She asked me why I liked her tits so much. I told her because I had an urge to feel them, and that it would please me to do so. I ask her if I could feel them. She said with a quiet tremble in her voice: “Sure, go ahead“. She had on this ugly robe, so I reached in and felt her nice big tits. She just stood there with a gasping reaction. I started kissing and sucking in them. When I got to her nipples, things changed. She sucked a big breath and said: “That feels quiet pleasant. How does it feel to you?”
…I wanted to say…..(’it makes me want to fuck you!, lady’)…but with her,… a little at a time. I said I loved doing it, but it’s so much better for both of us to do it lying down. She said: “Oh…..well….let’s go lay down then. She held my hand and led me to her bed. We moved a bunch of books and she lay on her back and waited. I got on top of her, and started sucking her nipples good. She started breathing pretty heavy, but still did know how to react. I told her to close her eyes and I would show her other places that ’felt pleasant’. She said ’ok’ and I began to open her robe up all the way.
… I slowly removed her panties and started kissing down on her tummy and kept going. She said: “Oh Wow!….that’s real pleasant.” Now I was getting somewhere. I placed her hands on my head as I opened her legs wide and my tongue headed for her pussy. I said: “You guide me to where it feels the most ‘pleasant’….ok?”
…This was all new to her, but she did it. She had a cute patch of pubic hair and a tiny clit. When my tongue touched her clit. She jumped. She held my head tight and took a big breath. “There” she said. “Keep doing that please.”
Jenny thought…..
…Sex lessons, that’s what I never learned. Mom and dad never talked or taught me about sex. I’m loving this, I’m going to need a lot of sex lessons from James…I’m a good student and I want to do good at this. He’ll be the perfect teacher for me, and so far he as taught me many new things. I feel affection toward him and new feelings that make me want to have some sex with him. He makes me feel excited and nervous at the same time. I won’t fail at this because I want him to like me. I love these new feeling I get from him, and now I want more. Strange how sex does this to a girl. I need to study up on ‘sex’, but I have a great teacher.
James….
…It was the first time a guy had licked her pussy. I started in to make her as really turned on as I possibly could.
….She continued to hold my head and guide my tongue to her clit. “Oh my, that is really feeling good James, I feel all kinds of new things in my body going on. Can we do this a lot?” she said. I said: “Oh yes, there is a lot more that this.”
“Oh… I want you to teach me everything about this ‘sex‘. I feel like I want to kiss you James. Can we kiss too?”
…I thought…what a golden opportunity to train a woman to my liking. Un-tainted by the anyone. I kept licking her clit as she began to moan for her first time. Her knees came up and she raised her pussy up with my long licks of her slit, ending the lick on her clit. “Oh James, I feel a real good feeling building up inside of me, keep that up please.” she said breathlessly. She had never had an orgasm and she was about to have her first with my tongue. I held her hot squirming legs as she felt for the first time an orgasm coming. She ran her fingers thru my hair and unconsciously pulled it. She began to tremble as I nibbled on her now swollen clit.
…She started in with her out of control moans. “Oh James…I…I’m…Oh Yes James …I can’t take it.. “ She pulled my tongue away from her clit and shook hard. “Oh My God” she cried out. “That….oh god…James…that…that..”
…He first orgasm shook her up real good. She was now speechless and just moaned and squirmed over and over. She finally composed her self and pulled me up and kissed me with all the passion she had. Now was the time to teach her about our tongues. I darted my in between her lips. She shuddered and after several darts of mine, she slowly let her tongue slip in my mouth. “James…I can’t breathe…please wait.” She caught her breath and then she went right back to our tongue fest.
… For at least 10 minutes she now let her tongue go wild and feel my tongue with hers. “James …your beautiful, I have wild feelings about you I can’t control. I want you to keep holding me forever….but that doesn’t make sense. I feel so good I want…I want…oh James..”
….I let her sort out in her mind the new things that just happened and went back to my place. I left her with her eyes closed and in a daze.
….Fate stepped in and my girlfriend called. I got dumped. She found someone new and would be by one last time to pick up her stuff. I tried to sound disapointed on the phone, but I was smiling big.
….By Friday night Jenny was over. The girlfriend was now gone and Jenny wanted to learn anything I wanted to teach her. We went to her place. After we showered and I just let her watch me as I watched her, we headed for her bed. She had never seen a man naked before live and she had a lot of questions. She was shocked at the difference between a regular sized cock and a full erection. I let her touch, feel and play with my cock. She said quietly: “I feel like I would like to kiss it, is that normal?” I smiled to keep from laughing and said: “Oh yes all girls like to kiss men’s cocks.” She looked relieved and kissed my erection. Once, twice and then just kept on kissing it.
…Now was the time to talk about ’oral sex’ and a new word: ’Blow Job’. I explained that was just an expression, that girls liked to ‘suck’ and not ‘blow’ on men’s cocks. She was all excited and just had to try it. I coached her about not letting her teeth scrape my cock, and it takes ‘lots of practice’ to get it right. I let her ‘practice’ on me for a while. I coached her and she was a quick learner and I was feeling real good as she wanted to please me, the teacher. Now I talked about cum.
…I said ‘if’ she got real good at sucking my cock, she would get a nice reward when ‘cum’ came shooting out the end of my cock and inside her mouth. She was all excited and said she would try real hard to get the reward. I said: “Tomorrow I’ll let you try that, but for now, to practice, rub my cock up and down to see if you can make it cum, ok?”
… I brought this little ’bell’ with me. When you hear me ring it, that means it’s ’practice time’…ok?” She said “Ok!” Now…I need to practice licking you between your legs Jenny.” She said: “ Oh James, you don’t need any practice at all, you’ve got it down perfect!… but you can practice on me anytime you want.”
….I was on my back and moved her on top of me 69 and let her ’practice’ jacking me off. I began to lick her wonderful virgin pussy again. She hiked her pussy up and backed it into my tongue. Now the moaning started as she jacked me as I had taught her to do. She wanted that reward and really worked it. As I brought her up to a new way for her to have and orgasm, she got real turned on and hyper as she moaned and jacked me faster. I soon felt her lips go over my cock and listened to her moan and breathe hard.
….I could hold off no more as I shot a big load in her mouth. She jerked her head and moaned loud as I squeezed her clit with my lips. She bucked her hips and moaned her orgasm again. She trembled awhile and then said: “James…(breath)..I did it!…and I got the reward. Oh my god that was….(gasp) so exciting…the cum reward is so warm and a little salty, but I love it!…. Do that again!”
…I had to explain about waiting for another load.
….I moved in with her the next day.
…It was Saturday and all day long we ‘practiced’ feeling each other. I taught her about masturbation. This was new and she said: “I had this wonderful thing between my legs all this time?, Oh James…how can I thank you.” I said:
“Tonight.”
….That night I showered with her and showed some fun things to do in the shower. I got her pussy all soaped up and we did a little expanding as she was a virgin. I showed her how to find her G spot. I think she orgasmed 3 times as we played.
…I got into bed and reached over and rang the little bell. She came running in saying: “Practice time!”, and jumped on top of me. I told her to put my hard cock between her legs and rub her pussy up and down on it. She said: “oooooo I like this. I felt her big tits as she did tongue ‘practice’ on mine. My cock was rubbing right on her clit as she got hotter and hotter. I said to ‘practice’ putting my cock inside of her pussy. She started trying a little at a time. She said: “..oh James…this is feeling better and better, it was a little tight at first but it’s starting to go in further. The further it goes in, it feels even better…oh god James…my pussy is jacking you now, this is the best!”
…I let her go at her own pace as she began to get a rhythm going. I loved listening to her pant and moan as she was now fucking for her first time. She was experiencing for the first time, sex with a guy. I watched her pink face as she worked up the good feeling higher and higher. She managed to say: “…James….I’ve never felt this before…. is it taking my mind…. to new ….and….wonderful places….(gasp)…oh….oh..” As the climax climbed up high she started to shake….she let out a shaky moan, that I’ll never forget.
…She clamped her arms around me and fucked me hard and stopped and shook some more. I let go with a hot load in her which caused her to squeal and dig her pussy hard into my cock….
My cock just kept on shooting in her until I was totally spent. We lay there in a arm wrapped ball of euphoria. Twitching and spasms were all we felt as sleep took us over…….
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….Jenny was now a lusty, horny wild girl. She wanted to experience her new found life every night.
She would go in the lady’s restroom at work and finger herself now. Another nerd girl named Molly, heard her moan and ask her all about her pleasure sounds.
….One day she called from her work and said she had a surprise for me that evening. I was in the back of the house when she came home. I heard my little bell ringing and ringing. I wondered what she was up to. I came in the living room. There was Jenny, bell in hand and this girl named Molly. I had heard all about Molly from Jenny when Molly caught Jenny masturbating in the restroom at work. Molly ask nothing but questions to Jenny every chance she got from then on. Questions that Jenny didn’t know the answer to yet.
…. Molly was a nerd ok, but…. beyond her thick glasses and messy blond hair, I saw nice round tits and a hot body. Beautiful long legs, and a face to die for. They both smiled at me and then Jenny spoke:
“James, this is Molly and she needs sex lessons bad. I’ll be gone for about 3 hours, can you give her a first lesson?”
….I was so stunned, I could only nod my head as Molly and I smiled at each other. Jenny left and Molly stood up, kicked off her shoes, took her glasses off, pulled her blond hair back and pinned it and took her long lab coat off.
….She was completely naked.
…My eyes feasted on her young full pointy tits and super hot body. She smiled big, walked over to me and said softly:
……..(”So…where do we start?”)……

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