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Truckstops, Part I

The Truckstop, Intro
A few years ago my wife and I were talking about our sexual fantasies and she mentioned that she wanted us to have sex in public. I’m crazy about my wife and would do anything for her, so the fact that exhibitionism had never excited me didn’t matter – I made up my mind right then and there to do everything I could do to help her fulfill her fantasy. I asked her to tell me more about what she wanted and she explained that she didn’t actually want to be caught or watched, but liked the thrill of the chance of being discovered.
We started slowly, we made love in a tent in our back yard once, late at night. Then we made love in her car while parked in the woods and we almost did get caught when another car pulled in the same old abaondoned two-track. The driver obviously saw our car, but I don’t think whoever it was actually saw us in the back seat.
But neither of these had really done much for her, so I decided to try again about a month ago. We occasionally play little games with each other to build the sexual tension, we may send each other naked pictures from our phones or send sexual text messages to each other during the day. Sometimes we will make a “date” for a few days or a week later with the stipulation that we can’t have any sexual contact until then. So my plan included a bit of that, some toys and a printed picture of her smokin’ hot ass. We have a large collection of “action shots” that we’ve taken of each other over the past couple of years and my plan included my all-time favorite picture of her on all fours. I told her part of the plan beforehand, that we were going to have a nice dinner and then have sex in my truck in the parking lot of the local mall. But there were big parts of the plan that she knew nothing about.
The day of our date, we sexted all afternoon and by 5PM, we were both really turned on. It’s kind of amazing we didn’t just fuck when I got home and be done with it. But we stayed strong, I was even able to resist when I saw that she had on a short skirt. I knew it was worth waiting though. One thing I hadn’t told her was that she was going to “wear” a remote-control egg vibrator in her pussy. I wasn’t sure how she would react to that, but when I told her and handed it to her, she smiled and said “Give me a minute.” When she came back downstairs, we walked out to the truck and as she was climbing in, I hit the “on” button of the remote that I had in my pocket. She almost fell out of the open door of the truck, I promised her I wouldn’t tease her again until later. I only gave her a few short shots on the way to the restaurant, but once we were seated and the waiter was taking our order, I really did give her a chance to concentrate on the meal. Next time we play this game, I may not be so accomodating.
We took our time and enjoyed our meal, she had several margaritas, I had two glasses of wine. It had just begun to get dark out as we got up to leave. She said she needed the bathroom and I said I’d wait for her at the table, but as she walked off, I again hit the “on” button on the remote. I am the only person who noticed the slight hitch in her step as the vibrator woke up in her pussy. When she walked back to the table a few minutes later, I could see “the look” in her eyes and I knew that she was fully aroused and ready to play.
As we walked to the truck, we stopped several times for PDA’s. My dick was rock-hard and I know her pussy was wet and ready, she gets wetter than any woman I’ve ever known. I also knew there was zero chance of the vibrator falling out of her pussy. We’ve used that vibrator many times and it is a real chore to ge the thing out when we’re done. Her pussy is amazingly tight, sometimes the head of my cock makes an audible “pop” when I put it in her. So no worries of her losing her little friend.
We got in the truck and I began to slowly drive around the mall, which was closing, looking for the perfect spot – not too secluded, somewhere with cars driving past but not too close that anyone could see us in the truck. I finally found a spot under some trees along an access road at the rear of the mall. There was another car parked maybe 75 feet away. Cars would occasionally pass us. At first we were both nervous, but we soon got used to it.
I had her get down on the floor of the front seat and I pulled down my pants, it was obvious what I wanted and she enthusiastically went along. My wife gives incredible head, she really enjoys it and knows what she is doing. I have never been crazy about blowjobs, the women I’ve been with in the past sucked at it, no pun intended. They didn’t really like it and it was obvious. But my wife loves cock and can’t get enough. Sometimes I can kind of lose control, the first time it happened I was afraid she would be mad at me afterwards, but just the opposite, she loved it and still says that is one of her favorite sexual memories, me humping her face as hard as I could and cumming down her throat, my cock jammed all the way in her mouth. So I thought I would give her another memory tonight, parked in public, with cars driving past and her on the floor of my truck, sucking my cock. Oh, and the vibrator in her pussy turned all the way to “High”.
Watching her head bobbing up and down on my shaft, in the dark, with the lights of the passing cars occasionally illuminating her, was really, really hot. I reached under my seat and pulled out the picture of her I had printed out. She looked up to see what I was doing, I showed it to her and said, “I wanted to be able to look at your pussy while you suck on my cock.” I knew she liked that, because she began sucking harder and going faster. It wasn’t long before I came, I pushed her head down all the way onto my cock, pushing it all the way down her throat, just the way she likes it.
After I recovered, I told her to get back in the seat, that now it was her turn. I handed her the picture, laid her seat back and pulled up her skirt. I had her put her feet on the seat and pulled her underwear off, then dived into her hot, wet pussy. I had shaved her just the weekend before, so it was still pretty smooth. I could feel the vibrator in her and could tell she was not too far from an orgasm already. I loved that she was looking at her own picture and loved that she was now sitting up and could see the cars as they drove past us. It wasn’t long before she came the first time, but I didn’t stop licking her. Her second orgasm left her shuddering and shaking. I reached down and into the pocket of my jeans and turned off the vibrator. I kept licking her slit softly, I love her taste and can’t get enough.
I gave her a few minutes to recover, then helped her sit back up and pulled her skirt down. No underwear though and I didn’t pull out the vibrator, although I left it off. We sat and kissed for a while, then just before we were ready to pull out and head for home, I took the picture, opened my door and dropped it on the floor. “What are you doing?” she yelped. I just smiled and put the truck into reverse and began to back up. Part of my plan to was to leave the picture there, then write a short story about who might find it and what they might do with it. But she yelled “Stop! No! You can’t leave it there, get it!” She wasn’t angry, just surprised and a bit shocked. I wasn’t thinking straight myself, so I did as she asked.
As we drove home, I told her what my plan had been and we talked about what might have happened if we had left it there. I could tell she actually liked the thought of a man finding it and jerking off to it and I was pissed at myself for chickening out. I began to formulate yet another plan.
So later that weekend, I printed out a smaller copy of the picture on photo paper and put it in my jacket pocket. Monday morning, I wore that jacket to work and at lunch time, I drove to a nearby truck stop and went in. I went into the bathroom and stuck the picture under the edge of the toilet paper holder on the wall of the stall. Then I hightailed it back to work and wrote her a story about a truck drive who found a picture of a naked woman at a truck stop. I’ll post that story here next, as Part II.

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HEAD NURSE, SHARING LOVE

My nurse catches me masturbating a patient and shares her story of rejection by her husband who is sexcretly fucking my wife. We share some great experiences together.

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Swapping Girlfriends

Swapping Girlfriends
I’ve changed the names, but my friend remembers it oh so well….
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My girlfriend and I were doing great. Good sex and all was cool. We were sitting in the mall on a Saturday morning when my girlfriend saw a girl she knew. She waved and the girl came over with a guy I kind of knew, Sean something. He was her brother (and boyfriend too, I found out). My eyes scanned his sister and I thought: (‘Oh my god, what a beautiful girl. That beautiful face, long hair, those short shorts, electric looking eyes….damn…she’s hot.’) My girlfriend introduced us all around and his sister’s eyes went to me and locked on mine. I started to melt fast. I felt it….what every guy dreads at this time…
Instant big boner.
I adjusted my shorts fast, but when I looked up, she was smiling and looking right at my boner. I tried to cover it with my hands, but I noticed she wrote something on a piece of paper and put it in her shopping package. She came over and placed the package over my lap.
She said: “Oh….would you hold this a minute, I need to fix my shoe.” She smiled at me and bend down showing her nice cleavage. She stood up and they all talked. She smiled at me as they walked away, her package still in my lap. I was hoping she would just leave it there to cover my boner. She did, looking back once and smiling at me.
When they had left, my girlfriend started whispering about how she heard that she was getting it on with her brother. She even referred to her brother as her ‘boyfriend’.
She said how she kinda envied her and that she use to have a crush on her brother. I had to think about anything but his sister, so my boner would go down. I heard every word my girlfriend said, but changed the subject to auto racing. Soon I could stand up and they left, my girlfriend not noticing his sister’s package was now in my hand. When we got home I waited and then went in the bathroom to check out what was in the package. The soft paper bag had no markings. I unrolled the top and peeked in. I saw the little paper she had written on. Just a phone number, nothing else.
I wondered if she did it so I would call and arrange to return her package. I was oh so right. I didn’t want to say anything to my girlfriend in case she said she’d take it to her. I wanted to deliver this in person. I wanted another look at that sister, in fact, a lot more looks. I waited until she left to go somewhere. Now I could pretend I discovered the ’left’ package and returned it. Wait…where did I get her phone number….hmmmmm….I checked her little phone book on the desk. Bingo, there was the sister’s number in it. Now I could tell her that I found the sisters number in her little phone book. Now for a time to do it.
I called the number.
The sister answered. Wow, what a sweet sexy voice she had, dripping with sweet thank you’s and arranging a good time for me to bring it to her….or …a good time for her to come over and get it, ….or a good time to meet ’somewhere’. I quick thought when would my girlfriend be gone and she thought when her brother/boyfriend would be gone. I finally said: “Why don’t you and your brother/boyfriend come over tonight and play some cards with us, and pick up your package.
She squealed with delight and said: “Perfect!”. She giggled and said we’d better watch my girlfriend and her brother as he knew my girlfriend once had a crush on him. I whispered: (“I think she still does some.”) She said: “I know, let’s find out if they have the hots for each other, this will be fun!” I agreed and we set a time for tonight. I told my girlfriend about the package mix up and that I had invited them, over to play some cards, and return the package to her. I watched the girlfriend quietly gulp a little and pretend to act normal.
She said great. I watched her eyes light up though, and start planning our evening. She took forever in the bathroom, showering, primping and then selecting just right clothes. I pretended not to notice, as my mind was on seeing the sister, and what she would be wearing. I wondered what my girlfriend was thinking….
(’…omg…Sean looked so hot today…and he’s coming over here!….oh, my old feelings got a charge… he looked at me and smiled…now the whole evening with him…I’ll arrange it so I sit next to him. I have to act normal, and not to excited, but I can’t help it if he makes me a little wet, and it feels good.’)
I knew she was excited, which was fine with me. I wanted to get close to Sean’s sister Angie,…. real close.
My girlfriend got dressed and wow…she looked hot!. She had on a blouse with no bra, unbuttoned way down, tiny shorts, bright blue eye shadow and bright red lipstick. She smelled wonderful. They arrived and Angie had added a wide strip of pink in her hair, a tiny tube top and tiny shorts. Her makeup too, was hot. We all sat at the table to play cards. My girlfriend quickly sat by Sean and Angie by me.
We only just started playing the first hand when my girlfriend and Sean got into a deep conversation about some people they knew. Angie was not shy, and I soon felt her leg touching mine. Slowly she rubbed it across my leg. We leaned in close started our own conversation about…nothing. Our eyes did the real talking. I reached up and touched the pink streak in her hair. She did a little gasp and now I felt both her legs squeezing my leg, of course I got….
Instant big boner.
I had planned this time and had on a long tailed shirt to cover most of it. She tilted her head, indicating the her and I go into the living room. Sean and my girlfriend were so engrossed in their talking I don’t they even noticed us moving in the other room. Angie and I sat together close on the couch. She looked at a little tent from my long shirt, reached over and took a pillow and put it over my lap. We smiled at each other and she giggled quietly. I whispered: (“…we must be out of something, we need to go to the store…right?”)
She whispered back: (“…oh yes…that store way over by River town is the only store that has my favorite chips, would you mind?) We stood up and peeked first around the corner at my girlfriend and Sean. They were scooted in so close their lips were only about 6 inches apart, both smiling and staring in each others eyes. We quietly pulled back. I said loud: “We’re going to get some chips, we’ll be back later.” I hear my girlfriend say: “OK”…and nothing else.
Angie and I headed for my van. I went around to open her door for her. She stopped me, looked around and saw we were out of sight of any windows. She smiled real sexy, and said quietly: “Your boner, your girlfriend may not like it.” I smiled back and said: “I bet Sean has a big one on right now.” She said: “Oh…he does, I saw it when I stood up, but right now, I don‘t really care.” We stood close as her hand went for my boner and mine went for her sweet tits. Her panting breath in my ear was making my boner try and rip out of my pants. We couldn’t get in my van fast enough.
She said: “There’s no one home at my place, let’s go there.” It was only a few blocks as we had our hands between each others legs. My mind and hers were in a daze and we went in. We didn’t wait for lights. Our arms and hands were all over us just inside the door. We kissed, our tongues were in a flurry. We couldn’t wait for anything. She was undoing my short pants and I undid hers. We were naked in minutes. I picked her up and carried her beautiful naked body to their bedroom.
Angie thought….
(‘…when I saw his instant boner when we first met, I knew I had to have him. Something clicked between us and my pussy got so hot so fast, like I’d never felt ever before. I could see the outline of the head of his cock before he put his hand over it. If he knew how hot my pussy got so fast, we may have just ran away somewhere to fuck.
I like fucking my brother, but he never effected me like this. I feel like a princess in his arms, and he’s the prince taking us for our first sex. I want that boner I saw deep in me and I’m going to fuck him so he’ll never forget it. My brother and I, our first time was hot…..when I caught him wanking and just went over and crawled on top of him. He panicked and said ’..we can’t!’…I just stuck his cock in my pussy and he was a goner, we fucked so good, he flooded me with his cum and I had a mind blowing climax. ’)
We went to slow motion. We wanted this to last forever. We both trembled as I opened her legs and started kissing her thighs. She wiggled and squirmed. She reached for my head and pulled my hair some. She was trying to make it last but also wanting to fuck so bad. I reached her warm pussy and her legs went around my back. I felt them trembling with anticipation. She had hot reddish pubic hair. The feel of it on my lips was making me tremble too. My tongue went up and down on her wet slit. She raised her pussy to meet my tongue and force it to go in deeper.
She started saying…”..turn, turn now baby, turn!” I moved my hips around to her head. We lay on our sides. She quickly had my boner in her mouth getting it all wet and slick. I buried my face in her sweet pussy. I heard her moans as she took my cock in her mouth all the way in. I put three fingers in her pussy and went for her G spot. I teased her clit with my tongue. She began to shake, and pump her pussy to me. I felt her hands fondle my balls and butt crack. She began to moan loud as I massaged her pussy.
I had to fuck her… and now!
I quick turned and put my cock in her warm pussy and pushed it in deep. We started in fucking violently with moans from heaven. She squeezed my cock hard with her pussy and started yelling as she climaxed hard. I felt an explosion come up from my cock and I started cuming big. Her legs dug in me deep as she moaned and shook. My cock kept shooting and shooting all on it’s own.
Her fingernails dug deep in my butt cheeks as we squirmed and moaned. Then her arms went so tight around my neck I could hardly breathe. She thrust up driving my cock in as deep as it would go, over and over again. We both shook and squirmed until we just slowly went weak. Spasms took over and jolted us each time. Our gasping for breath was the only sound now. I don’t remember much after that. I seemed to leave this world with her with me.
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When I got home I could smell Sean’s aftershave in our bed as the girlfriend slept with a smile..
I got up the next morning and the girlfriend was already up and fixing breakfast all smiles. We kissed good morning and sat down to eat. All was quiet. Finally I said:
“Sean and Angie were a fun couple, we should do that again.” She grinned and said: “I’ve already arranged that for next Saturday night, only this time Sean and I have some ‘errands’ to run that may take a very long time“…..

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A summer with my stepsister Mary, part 2

This continues on from part one, which started off slowly, but as you’ll see,we get right into the action in this part. This is a true story that happened between my little stepsister and I many years ago. I appreciate all the reader’s comments and suggestions from the first part, and also some of the helpful emails that I got. There are more parts to this story to follow…

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Molly’s Surprise Visitor

This is a love story with a lot of sexual events in it. However, it is also a true story, and the characters are in love. If you want a story about two sex-crazed people on a one-night stand, then you’re at the wrong story.
Molly just turned 15 last week. The excitement of her birthday had long since worn off. Molly was lying face down on her bed with her head perched on her hand. She was reading a favorite book of hers. But she couldn’t think about the book any longer. Instead, she merely glazed over the words, but didn’t absorb them. She rested her head on the open book and smiled to herself. He was so dreamy, his brown eyes were so beautiful that she could stare at them for hours. He would always hug her for the longest time. She felt safe in his arms, like nothing in the world mattered as long as she didn’t let go….
“Thinking about Michael again?” It was Jason, Molly’s little brother. Most people in Molly’s situation would reply, “No, and get out of my room you freak!” but Molly is special. She is the kindest girl you’ll ever meet. She is tolerant towards everyone. In public, Molly was the life of the party, the best dancer, the role model for younger girls, and a heartthrob to all the boys. All the girls wished they were her, and all the guys wished they could get with her. But at home, she kept to herself and read a lot. Her parents were from the hippie generation, so the house was full of color, and there were no TV’s or computers. Molly and her family had always gotten along perfectly.
“You know it, J-man!” she smiled.
“Ok well think in the shower,” Jason laughed. “Mom told you to get in there an hour ago!”
“Oh, thanks.” She replied. She grabbed a towel and headed into the bathroom. She closed the door and locked it. She walked over to the shower and turned the warm water on so it would have a chance to heat up. As soon as she released the knob, she strided over to her bathroom mirror and began to undress. She always performed this in front of a mirror. She imagined Michael was watching her, rather than her own reflection staring back at her. This started to make her pussy moisten, and she slowly slid down her skinny jeans until they were around her ankles. She pulled them off one leg at a time, watching herself in the mirror, performing a strip tease or herself. She tossed her pants on the floor and gazed at herself. She was wearing a t-shirt and panties. The t-shirt really showed off her breasts nicely. Molly was always proud of her breasts. They were 34B’s, and Molly was a short girl, so they were in perfect proportion with her body. Molly pulled the shirt over her head and dropped it on top of her pants. Molly was in a Victoria’s Secret green lace bra and matching pale green panties. She could clearly see a dark spot where her moisture had soaked through. You see, Molly had a horny side that she kept to herself. She thought about sex all the time, and the slightest things would make her pussy as wet as a sponge. Molly gazed into her beautiful blue eyes as she snaked a hand down the middle of her stomach and under her panties. Her moan was covered by the sound of the rushing shower, which was definately warm enough. Molly rubbed her clit hard and fast, then released. She removed her hand and slid her fingers around the sides of her underwear and pushed them down her legs. Molly kicked them off her feet and reached behind her back to release her bra clasp. As she slowly unclasped it, she looked at her pussy, shaven to perfection. There was not a single hair on it, as Molly had carefully shaven it every day since she met Michael, knowing that someday he’d enjoy that. She unsnapped her bra and pulled it off her arms. Her boobs dropped ever so slightly. Molly shook her shoulders and watched her breasts shake with them. She brought her right breast to her mouth and attacked her nipple with her tongue. Her nipple became hard in her mouth and a drop of pussy moisture dribbled down her leg. Molly brought two fingers to her entrance and pressed them in. She didn’t let up on her nipple. Molly didn’t want to have an orgasm before she was in the shower, so she slowly stopped and pulled out her fingers and seductively sucked on them in the mirror. Satisfied that she had performed quite a show for herself, she headed into the shower, feeling sexy and extremely horny.
Molly had a special showerhead, one of those with a hose along the showerhead. She loved this toy, because it gave her orgasms a million times stronger that when she would finger her clit on her bed in her room with the music on. Molly turned the showerhead to Massage mode. It sprayed with significant force, and Molly drew her head back and legs apart. She was lying nude on the shower floor with her hips elevated and her back arched. She held the showerhead about three inches from the upper half of her pussy as the water pounded against her clit. Water ran down her slit and further down her buttcrack. Molly began panting hard, and her body twitched. Molly’s hips shuddered and jolted. An indescribable feeling came over her beginning in her pussy, and she began to breathe harder and harder. She brought the showerhead even closer to her pussy and angled it upward under her clitoral hood. Molly bit her lip as she climaxed and arched her back even higher. Waves of pleasure came over her and she lost control. She let out such a loud moan that her neighbors could hear it. That snapped Molly out of her orgasmic bliss. Molly let go of the showerhead and tried to slow her breathing. She rested on the shower floor until she heard Jason ask, “Are you okay?”
“Yeah, Jason, I’m okay. Just saw a huge spider!” Molly lied.
“Oh, okay” Jason left.
Molly started to unscrew the showerhead apparatus from the edge of the hose. Water came out of the edge of the hose much more thickly and smoothly. Molly pushed the hose into her pussy. She clenched her pussy around the hose as water filled her up. As it started coming back out her pussy, it vibrated against her pussy lips. The water pleasured her in all the right places all at the same time. Molly moaned softly and squeezed her breast with one hand. Then she squeezed her pussy tighter around the hose and rubbed her clit with her free hand. Water sprayed out of her cunt and caused her tightly closed pussy lips to vibrate. Molly squirted a bit of shampoo onto her fingers and used it as lubricant as she rubbed her clitoris and breasts faster. She began to shake again, and Molly’s tight pussy began to hold the shower hose inside her in a death grip. Molly tried to pull it out, but her climaxing pussy wouldn’t let her. Molly pulled and pulled, but only succeeded in brushing against her clit, and she went back into orgasm. Each one felt better than the last. She had at least three more orgasms before she could finally gather enough strength to reach up and turn off the water. Shortly after, Molly’s muscular pussy finally let go of the hose, and she screwed the showerhead back on the hose. Molly pushed like she had to pee, and almost a litre of water squirted out her pussy and down the drain. Feeling like a sex goddess, Molly stood up and wrapped a towel around herself. Even though Molly was still a virgin, she was too curious to leave her hyman intact. Molly had broken it with the edge of a broom handle, and had always tried new sexual activities since. Molly discovered a million new ways to masterbate, but felt bad for guys since they only had one. Molly also practiced strengthening her pussy. She’d insert objects and squeeze them, sometimes even going to school with toothbrush covers or carrots buried deep in her pussy.
Molly dried off and carried her clothes back into her room, with her towel wrapped around her.
When she got to her room, she locked the door and jumped naked onto her bed. She rested on her back and began to dream about Michael. She was stripping in the bathroom for HIM, and HIS masculine hands were fingering her clitoris. Molly began to run her clit in small circles as she dreamed about Michael doing it for her. Molly rubbed faster and tensed all the muscles in her legs, stomach, and pussy. Just before her orgasm started to build, the doorbell rang. Molly stopped immediately and scrambled to put on some clothes. She settled on some ultra-tiny booty shorts and a tank top. She opened her door and scrambled downstairs to greet the guest. Jason beat her to the door, and Molly froze. Grinning at her from the doorway was Michael!
“Hey, Molly!” Michael greeted. Molly slowly regained control of her legs and continued down the stairs.
“Hey Mikey” Molly smiled, “what are you doing here? Isn’t it a 4 hour drive to get here?”
She wrapped her arms around him and he wrapped an arm around the middle of her back, and the other behind her shoulders, with his hand resting on the back of her head. He pulled tighter.
“But you’re totally worth it, you know that!”
“Aww!” Molly cooed, “its great to see you.” She pulled him into her tighter. Michael was first to release. Molly let go quickly.
“So what’s there to do in Sacramento?” Michael asked.
“Not much, let’s just walk around.” Michael pulled Molly gently through the door. She felt like a princess as she stepped over the doorframe and she spun herself around Michael’s arm into his body. Her butt brushed his crotch, as she intended, and Michael wrapped his arms around her from behind.
“Mom, I’m gonna go for a walk!” Molly yelled back into the house.
“Ok, Moll, be back before dark.”
“Kay.”
Molly bolted out of Michael’s grip and sped down the road. She smiled at her own confidence. She turned a corner and pressed her back against the wall like a spy. She heard Michael’s footsteps racing from where she had come, and then he emerged and continued to run past her. Molly started laughing and Michael turned around.
“Ahh, you clever little… if we were in MY city, this would be reversed!” Michael retorted.
“Giddiyup,” Molly called as she jumped on his back and latched her legs around his chest. Michael took off in a slow sprint towards the park, which was really just a huge field were people hang out. Michael got to the field and sat down and lied down on his back, with Molly still under him.
“Did you forget about me?” Molly accused.
“Oh my god! Molly! I totally forgot you were there!” Michael joked.
“Wow, that makes me feel special!” Molly joked back. She released her legs from his chest and pushed Michael off of her. She sat on top of him, straddling him, with a leg on either side.
“Nice polka dot underwear,” Michael grinned up at her.
“Glad you like them!” She flirted.
Then, Molly made another move. She leaned forward and rested her whole body on Michael. Michael was completely lying down facing up, and Molly faced down completely on top of him. Michael’s feet were apart, and Molly fit hers perfectly between them. Her head was just to the side of his and her arms lay on top of his. She intertwined her fingers with his and he turned his head to kiss her on the cheek. Michael moved his hands up and across her back. When Molly turned back to kiss him back, Michael held her tighter and turned his face so Molly kissed his lips instead. It was a quick peck, then she backed up and they looked in each others eyes. Then, they both brought their lips together. Michael’s lips felt amazing against Molly’s own. Michael gently sucked on her bottom lip, and Molly let out a soft moan and parted her lips. Their lips fit together and their tongues did dances in circles on each other. They explored every inch of each other’s mouths, then pulled apart after a minute. Michael’s hands were resting on her back pockets, and Molly wriggled her hips and ground against him. He massaged her ass through her pants by squeezing and grabbing at her ass. Molly ground harder and he mashed his hands harder against her ass. Then, he slid his hands into her pants and started to massage her bare ass. Molly stiffened and stopped grinding her hips.
“Is this okay?” Michael asked, and pulled his hands out of her pants.
“Yeah, but not here. Look at those kids watching us.” Molly said softly into his ear.
Michael rolled over so that Molly was underneath him. She squealed in surprise. Michael grabbed her hands and pulled himself up, bringing her with him. This time, she jumped onto him and straddled him from the front. Her head rested on his shoulder looking behind him. Michael spread his fingers apart and held her up by her ass. Molly bent her head to kiss him on his neck. Michael started walking further from the park, and away from Molly’s house. She soon figured out where he was going. There was a creek that was a well-kept secret among the locals, and Molly had taken Michael there the last time he visited. Molly started kissing his neck again, making lines up and down his neck. Michael gave her a light squeeze on her ass. Molly used her tongue and started licking him in small circles, which was making Michael walk wobbly. She sucked on his skin, and Michael turned his own neck and kissed and sucked on hers. Molly felt her pussy get wet. She wiggled her hips, which ground her pussy into Michael’s stomach. Michael let go of Molly’s ass and she slid seductively down his body. When her feet touched the ground they were inches apart, and looked into each other’s eyes. Michael moved in for a kiss, and Molly closed her eyes. Michael kissed her on the forehead and ran towards the creek. Molly chased after him. Michael stopped at the water’s edge and held out an arm. Molly grabbed it and put it over her shoulder. Michael spun her in so she was pressed against him, but they were both facing the water. Michael put hands in her front pockets, and pulled her by her waist. He took out his right hand and held it just above her pantline. He slowly wiggled his fingers into her pants from the front. When he was just an inch in, he paused. Molly sucked her skinny stomach in and bent her head back against his shoulder to give his fingers better access. He kissed her on the lips as he pushed his hand through her jeans and under her tight spandex panties. He removed his left hand
from her pocket and used it to undo the button on her jeans. He slid the zipper down and started to run her with his right hand. He rubbed the top half of her pussy, spreading the lips with his outer two fingers and using his thumb to rub her clit through the clitoral hood. He used his remaining to fingers to massage her slit, and push in slightly. He kissed Molly on the lips again and they engaged in a tongue war. Molly’s beautiful blue eyes rolled back in pleasure, as she grabbed at her breasts through her shirt and pressed and kneaded hard. She bit down on Michael’s lip, but not hard. Michael speeded up his efforts before using his thumb to lift her clitoral hood and touch her bare clitoris. Molly moaned and squeezed her breasts with such force that Michael was worried they would fall off. Molly’s legs tightened together, locking Michael’s hand inside. Her pussy tightened like a vice grip, but Michael kept rubbing faster. “Ahhhh! AHHHHHHH!! Ohhh OHHHHH! OHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!” Molly moaned until she was panting and out of breath.
“Okay,” Molly whispered, and Michael stopped moving. After a few minutes, Molly was able to relax enough to let Michael remove his hand. As he did this, he brought all his fingers over her clit, and Molly groaned in pleasure. “Uhhhhhhhhh..mmm”
“Thank you, that was amazing,” Molly panted.
“Anything to make you feel good.”
Michael said softly into her ear. He rezipped her zipper and buttoned her pants, but Molly put her hand over his and unzipped her pants again.
“What do you have in mind now?” Michael asked.
“I wanna repay you,” she said in a seductive moan, “and I like my pants undone.” With that, she reached for his shorts and pulled them straight down. Michael’s erection was obvious pushing against his boxers. She reached through the barn door in the front and pulled out Michael’s dick through it. She was impressed by it’s 7 inches, since she’d only occasionally seen her brother’s penis, which was well under 6 inches. Molly’s family was fairly open about sexuality, so Molly knew exactly how to please Michael. She inserted the tip of his dick into her mouth. She sucked in her cheeks and made rhythmic pumping motions. She took more and more each time, trying to surpress her gag reflex. Michael ran his hands through her long, blonde hair as she pleasured him. Michael relaxed his ass and leg muscles so he would last longer, but he knew he would cum anyway. Molly pushed herself against Michael’s penis until the tip hit the back of her throat. She swallowed, which made her throat contract around his dick, making him moan and shake.
“MOLLY–I’M–CUMMING!!” and Molly sucked harder, deeper, and faster. When Michael started to squirt, she slowed down and stayed still as Michael’s cum shot down her throat. Not a drop ever saw the outside of her mouth.
Molly slowly slid her lips tightly off his dick, and then crawled up his body and kissed him on the lips.
“You wanna taste?” She said sexily.
“I wanna taste YOU,” Michael flirted back.
“Ooooh!” Molly approved. She slid herself down his body, and lied on the smooth rocks near the water. She was fully clothed, but her pants were unbuttoned and Michael thought seeing her lying there with her legs slightly parted looking up at him lovingly was the sexiest thing he’d ever seen.
“You look so beautiful right now,” Michael said. He crawled over her horizontal body and settled on top of her. He started unbuttoning her shirt.
“Oh, I can tell you’re gonna make me beg!” Molly pouted. That sent Michael over the edge. Molly’s pouting face was so sexy that Michael became a slave to her sexual desires. He forced her chest up and yanked her shirt over her head. He nearly broke her bra clasps as he yanked off the offending garnet. They were both breathing harder and extremely aroused. When Michael succeeded in removing Molly’s bra and saw for the first time what was underneath, he suddenly switched from horny and rough to horny and gentle. He lightly reached out and touched the soft fleshy B-cup mounds.
“They’re perfect!”
“Aww, I’m glad you think so. Cuz they’re all yours!”
“Ooh, sexy!” Michael grinned. Molly moaned as he gave each nipple a gentle pinch. Then he lowered his mouth over her left breast and soaked her boob with saliva. He flicked his tongue across her nipple and Molly moaned into his ear. He sucked on her nipple and massaged her other breast with his hand. Molly took advantage of having Michael on top of her and she slid her hands under his waistband and grabbed his bare ass. She could feel his boner through her pants as well as his. She pushed Michael down her body, towards her warm, wet pussy. Michael kissed all down her body, then suddenly turned sharply and went past her pussy. Molly knew she was being teased, and wanted to play along.
“Oh please just suck and lick me!”
And with it she grabbed his head and pulled him into her pussy.
“I like your panties, sexy.” Michael said.
“Perfect, if you’d just take them off then you can have them!”
“What’s the rush?” Michael teased. He started to kiss the wet spot on her pussy, making her moan and undulate her hips. Molly was so horny that she was sneaking an arm down her stomach, and now slid it under her panties to massage her clit.
“UhhhhhHHHHH!!” She moaned. Michael pulled her hand away and lifted both of her legs straight up into the air. Molly’s legs were straight up and held together. Molly’s horny fingers were back under her panties. Michael pinched the cotton at the wet spot and pulled them up her legs. He took them off her legs and let her legs fall back down. Then he got between them again and Molly parted her legs as much as she could to allow him access. Michael brought his face a tongue’s length away from Molly’s hot, wet cunt, but stopped to reach back and unzip his pants. He pulled his dick through and then looked up at Molly. “It’s getting uncomfortable in there,” he explained.
“IF YOU DON’T EAT MY FUCKING PUSSY RIGHT NOW THEN I SWEAR TO GOD I’LL… Ooooooooohhhh!!!” Molly was interrupted as Michael latched his mouth over her clit and started rubbing it with his tongue.
“Oh god that feel so gooood!!” Molly barely made out. Michael started licking around her slit, just to get her hornier. He stuck his tongue into her hole and wiggled the tip around. He let her moan a bit, then started to trace the alphabet into her pussy. He started with M, and wrote out “molly, i love you.” into her pussy. Molly was biting her bottom lip and fondling her breasts. Her chest was rising and falling like a seizure patient. Michael inserted his right middle into Molly’s mouth and the horny girl sucked on it like her life depended on it. Michael pulled it out and stuffed his saliva lubricated finger deep into Molly’s pussy. The rest of Michael’s fist hit the bottom of Molly’s body and Michael started wiggling his middle finger around inside her, while still licking her all over her clitoral hood and in the folds of her vagina. Michael wiggled his middle finger in a “come here motion rubbing against the top of her vaginal walls. He hit a patch of skin that felt different and he rubbed it in curiosity. It felt a little rougher, but not extremely different from the rest of her pussy. But he kept rubbing in there because he was so aroused by Molly’s reaction. She had rolled her head back, bit her lip, and made a long, high-pitched whine. It was the sexiest sound imaginable. Michael kept sucking and licking around her clit while fingering her g-spot with his middle finger. Molly was moaning and shuddering. Her moans grew louder and she started breathing hard and heavily again. She climaxed with a violent shudder.
Minutes later, Molly calmed down enough to sit up. Michael wrapped his arms around her and held her tightly, like a precious possession. “Molly,” he began, “I love you.” he held the naked girl tightly and kissed her on her neck.
“Aww!” a huge grin came over her face, “I love you too.” They stayed in that embrace for about 5 minutes, then Molly wiggled her hips a little bit to make Michael let go. He did and Molly got up and picked up all of her clothes.
“I’m a little tired,” Molly yawned, followed by the sexiest nude stretch imaginable. When Molly reached for the sky, her breasts stretched outward and Molly bent her head back and looked up. Michael fell deeper in love with this beautiful creature. “Will you dress me?” she continued.
“I’d like nothing better.” Michael replied honestly. Molly got down on the ground and lifted both feet straight up in the air. Michael pulled her panties up her legs until they covered her pussy. He gave her a quick rub for good luck, making her squirm and smile. Next, he took her thin cotton booty shorts and dressed her with them. Molly stood up, still topless. Michael grabbed her bra and gave each nipple a kiss before he put it on. He clasped the back and pulled her shirt over her head and kissed her on her lips. She returned it, and they both collapsed to the ground again. Molly lay on top of Michael, and Michael’s hands found their way under Molly’s jeans and onto her bare ass.
Suddenly Molly got off of him and stood up. “C’mon, let’s go!” Molly called.
“Where?”
“To my house!”
“Why?”
“Cuz no one’s home for three hours!” she announced.
“Why are we still here?” Michael joked and they set off. Michael hand around Molly’s shoulders and her hand around his waist.
“When we get home, we need to shower,” Molly began. They both new where that would lead them:
Molly grabbed him by his arm and pulled him into the shower with her. Michael immediately pressed her against the shower wall and started kissing her. Molly turned her head away.
“You think I brought you in here just so you can fuck me?” Molly asked angrily. Michael retreated back a step, “Well, yeah.”
“Well I didn’t,” she started with a smile, “will you help me wash my back?” She handed Michael a bar of soap, and he eagerly took it and began rubbing it between his hands. When he was all soaped up, he rubbed his hands all over her back. He rubbed over her shoulders, and up to her neck, making her moan lightly. “Ohhhh that feels sooo good!” Molly moaned. This is when Michael really looked at how beautiful Molly was. Her hair glistened in the water, and drops of water on her face and chest added to her appeal. Water ran down her beautiful features, between her breasts, in the crack of her ass, and vertically down the middle of her pussy. Michael’s erection stirred. “You look beautiful,” he gazed straight into her eyes. “Thank you, now wash me!” Molly replied. She was horny as hell and wanted Michael to wash her and rub all over her wet body. Michael got behind her, then he went down. He soaped up her lower back and then down to her ass. He got in between her cheeks and tried to catch a feel of her pussy but discovered Molly had her hand cupped over her hidden treasure.
“Eh, eh, eh! Watch yourself.” she teased.
Michael continued down her legs slightly faster, since there was nothing else exciting left. When he had reached her feet, Molly turned around.
“Now, do my front.” she commanded.
“Ohh yes, ma’am,” Michael grinned. He stayed at her feet, and started up. This time when he reached her pussy she parted her legs a bit and let him in. She had no pubic hair because of the razor Michael spotted on the shelf, so Michael soaped her bare skin around her pussy, then went straight in. He pushed two soapy fingers straight up into her tunnel and started fucking her with them. She brought her hand to her clit and started rubbing herself in circles.
“Wow, you’re so dirty down here that I don’t think you’ll ever be clean!” Michael joked.
“Yeah.. I’m such a dirty girl!” Molly moaned.
“Yes you are! And I’m here to clean you up! Just look how much dirt you have right here!” And with that, he flicked her clit, making her lurch. “It’s so tough to get off,” Michael added, with another flick of her clitoris, and another lurch from Molly. Molly’s body started shaking and undulating, and Michael started fingerfucking her faster. She climaxed in a loud, drawn out groan and clenched herself around his fingers. Silently, Michael pulled them out with some force, and continued soaping her up. He soaped her breasts and washed them carefully so that any dirt that had accumulated over the last ten years had been washed away.
“Thank you,” Molly whispered, having just returned from her orgasm.
“My treat,” Michael grazed his hand over her cheeks, and kissed her on the lips. Molly kissed him back, but was first to break it.
“It’s your turn.” she said as she turned around and faced away from him. She bent forward and reached for her toes. Michael just stared at her beautiful ass. It was perfectly shaped, and he could see her pussylips sticking out. He slowly grabbed as much of her ass as he could and squeezed it.
“Oh, just fuck me as hard as you can!” She said. Such powerful words from a girl like Molly, who would rarely ever swear, was unusual. Michael’s dick had been hard since he had started rubbing soap on Molly’s wet body, and he easily slid it into her pussy from behind. He grabbed Molly around her waist and pulled her into him. Moans were uttered by both parties. Molly rocked her hips and pressed her ass against Michael’s stomach. Michael began pumping back and forth into her pussy. Water sprayed onto his stomach as well as Molly’s horizontal back, which made everything look more erotic. The water ran down Michael’s stomach and lubricated his penis, which was getting steadily closer to cumming.
“Uhhhh.” groaned Michael as Molly began to climax and her pussy clenched like a mechanical vice. Michael slowed down as they approached orgasm, and stopped He pulled out, and Molly straigtened up. Michael pucked her up, using both ass cheeks as grips. He pressed her against the wall and fucked her as she straddled him. Soon, he came into her and let Molly go. Then he slid down to the floor as all his muscles weakened. Molly sat down in top of him and gently fondled his cock lovingly.
“That was nice,” Molly said.
“We have to do this again sometime.” Michael agreed. He turned off the water and reached for two towels, but Molly stopped him.
“We’re not gonna need towels,” Molly grinned. She grabbed him by his wrist and pulled him out of the bathroom completely naked and into her bedroom. She stripped back her bed covers and pulled him in with her. She covered them back up and snuggled against him. They rested in a spooning position until they were warm and dry.
“Are you hungry?” Molly asked.
“Yeah, but I need food before I do that!” he teased. Molly put on a thong and another pair of tiny booty shorts. Then she puts on a tank top without a bra and heads downstairs. Michael slips into his jeans and walks downstairs after her.
“Just sit at the table,” Molly offers.
“It’s okay, I like to watch,” Michael replied.
Molly reached up against the counter to open a high cabinet, and while she was reaching, Michael became incredibly horny. He came up from behind her and pressed his hips against hers, effectively holding her against the counter. Molly smiled and ground her hips into his. Michael kissed her neck and slid a hand under her shirt. He brought his hand up and squeezed her right breast. With his other hand, he goes under her panties and fingers her gently. He keeps this up until he gets bored and she’s breathing hard after multiple orgasms. He slides both hands under her panties and pulls them down from the inside. Molly knows what he wants, and she bends herself over the counter. Michael unzip his jeans and pulls his penis through the fly. He aligns it with her presoaked opening and pushed through. He fucks her in the kitchen for a few minutes. They’re both panting, Molly is moaning, “Oh my god, oh my god!! I feel so full!” and Michael’s moans are incomprehensible. Finally, Molly began to climax, “OH MY GOD!! I’M CUMMING! OHHHH MY GOOOOD!!! FUCK ME HARDER MICHAEL I LOVE YOU!!” and her pussy tightened around Michael’s dick, making him cum into her. An exhausted Molly reached up again to get a dish while Michael was still inside of her. Molly and Michael both groaned at the sensation before Michael pulled out and pulled up Molly’s booty shorts. They were both panting and Michael pulled her into a tight hug from behind. He kissed her on her neck and whispered into her ear.
“You know that for the longest time I used to imagine what you looked like under these shorts,” Michael began, “And I would try to peek up the leg when you sat down.”
“Well was it like you imagined?”
“Oh so much better!!”
“Haha, thank you!” She held her body against him and wrapped her arms tight across his waist.
“When did you say your parents get home?” Michael asked.
“We’ve got over an hour.”
Michael turned Molly so that she was facing away from him, and slipped his hand under her spandex shorts. She gave a light moan as he rubbed past her clit. Using his first and third finger, he spread her pussy lips, while he used his middle finger to run all along the slit. Molly pulled down her shorts and underwear to give him more room.
Suddenly, Michael swept her off the ground, and held her like a newborn baby in his arms.
“As soon as I get you up these stairs, I’m gonna eat you out until you’re screaming for me to stop!” Michael teased.
“My I don’t think you’re ever gonna be able to do that,” Molly teased, “Girls can go forever!”
“We’ll find out,” Michael challenged.
With that, Michael gave Molly a long kiss on the lips as he carried her upstairs to her room. Molly smiled up at him. She felt safe and loved in his arms. She was starting to get moist from thinking about what was going to happen next. She brought a hand to her pussy and started to rub her clit through its hood as Michael laid her down gently on the bed.
“Oh this is gonna be fun,” Molly thought aloud.”
TO BE CONTINUED
Hey thanks for reading. My real name is Molly, but I changed Michael’s name. This is mostly a true story, with a few details stretched for the sake of the story. I hope you liked it! Also, this is my first story so please don’t be to harsh, but also please leave some good constructive criticism so I’ll be able to write better stories in the future.

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A Reluctant Baby Sitter

I have tagged this as incest, among others, but do not necessarily consider it so unless you are blood relatives. I guess legally it may be different.

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Marilyn f. 3

Marilyn couldn’t wait for the rest of her special treatment and asked me to come back next Sunday.

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College Life #5

After about 30 minutes and three more beers, Kristen and Jenny came back down the stairs. They were both smiling and holding hands as they walked out onto the porch. Rob and I both looked up at them. They were still naked. “Did we have fun ladies?” I asked them.
They smiled at me, picked up their clothes and started to put them back on. As Jenny bent over to pick up her bikini, she faced away from me, crossed her ankles and bent completely over at the waist, just as she did in her dorm the night before. I reached out and gently grabbed her ass. He poked her head around her legs to look at me and shook her head. She stood up, put her head through the straps and sat on the edge of the chair. “Can you tie this up for me Brian?” she asked.
“Yeah, sure.” I put my beer down and tied her top for her. I reached around and ‘made sure it was adjusted properly’ for her. Jenny reached up and grabbed my hands on her tits, squeezed them, and then removed my hands from her chest. She stood up, walked inside and brought out more beers. She handed one to Rob, one to me, set one by my chair, “That’s for me,” and walked over to Kristen and placed her beer in the cleavage of her tits.
“Shit that’s cold!” Kristen yelled, pulling the can away from her tits quickly.
“I know, I just wanted to see the look on your face if I did that,” Jenny responded. She walked back over to my chair. “Move over buddy,” she told me. I moved so there was enough room for her to sit down. We sat there talking about what we were going to do the rest of the day. It was almost lunch time so I suggested I could fire up the BBQ and grill some burgers. I stood up, went in and got a couple of matches, and lit the grill. I got lunch ready; we ate and got ready to go fishing. I went into the closet, grabbed the fishing stuff and we were on our way to the lake. It was only about a five minute walk.
When we got to the lake I set the fishing rods down next to the tackle box. Jenny bent down and picked up the fly rod. “Oooh, I like this one.”
“I’ll bet you do. Why is it that you always pick out the longest one?” Kristen asked her.
“Oh shut up.” She laughed at Kristen. “Actually, I don’t really wanna fish, I just wanted to go to the lake and walk around a little. Fishing is boring.”
“Yeah, but it’s relaxing. That’s what we came here to do is relax, right?” I said.
“Sure. The sole reason we came up here was to relax. I’m calling shenanigans on that one.”
“Jenny, can you come here?” I asked her as I walked away from Rob and Kristen.
She followed me, “What’s up?”
“Are you OK? I mean, after earlier you seem kinda different. What’s wrong?”
“I’m fine I guess. I mean, that was hot earlier, but it was kinda weird. I was looking at you fucking Kristen and it looked like you were enjoying her more than I was enjoying Rob. I liked it but it seemed that you liked it more than me.”
“Baby, to be honest, yeah, it was good, but I was thinking that I was doing you the whole time we were doing it. I looked over at you and you seemed to be enjoying it so I didn’t know you weren’t. I’m sorry you didn’t like it.”
“Don’t be sorry. It was me and Kristen’s idea. You have nothing to be sorry about. I’m the one who is sorry. Looking back, now, it was a bad idea. It seemed good when we talked about it, but I regret it now.”
I hugged her, “So that’s why you’ve been acting differently? Why couldn’t you just tell me?”
“I didn’t want to make you mad, I’m sorry.” She out her arms around me and buried her face in my shoulder. “You know when Kristen and I went upstairs? We didn’t do anything, seriously. We just talked about how weird that was. We tried to lead you guys on that we were going to go play around, but we just sat there and talked. I think we need to go tell Rob, he’s the only one that doesn’t know Kristen and I feel this way.”
“OK, come here.” I grabbed her hand and walked back over to Rob and Kristen. “Yo Rob, question for ya. Are you OK with what we did earlier? The whole switching thing? Jenny and I were just talking about it, and we feel that it was weird.”
“I don’t know. It was fun, I guess, but I couldn’t help but feel guilty that I was doing Jenny in front of you. I also got jealous of you and Kristen because it looked like you two were enjoying it so much.”
“Rob, I didn’t know that,” Kristen spoke up. “When I saw you, it looked like you liked it. And Brian, I thought you liked it as well. Honestly, I feel kinda weird about it too. Jenny and I talked about that upstairs. We decided that it was a bad idea and that we weren’t going to do that again.”
By the look on his face, Rob was confused. I looked at Kristen, saying “Yeah, Jenny told me you two talked about it. To be honest with you Kristen, I was imagining that I was fucking Jenny when we were doing it. Sorry.”
“No need to apologize Brian. Like Jenny told you, it was our idea and it sounded good at the time, but we both started to regret it as it actually happened. I just think it was a mistake and we move on. I don’t have a problem fucking in front of you guys, obviously (referring to the night at the lake), and I don’t mind you doing it in front of me either. I think it’s hot. But I don’t think we should do the switcheroo thing again.” Kristen grabbed Rob’s hand and pulled him close to her. “I don’t really want to share my boyfriend with anyone else, even my best friend.”
“Wow, this boyfriend thing is spreading like wildfire up here. I’m not complaining, but what made you two decide that?” He asked looking at Kristen and Jenny.
“I don’t know. Just the feelings we got yesterday before class. We talked after class and we both felt a sort of connection to you guys, I think.” Kristen said, as she reached up and hugged Rob.
“OK, I like that,” Rob said as he smiled. “I wasn’t sure about the trading thing anyway. I am more than happy just having you Kristen. You are more than enough for me.” He looked at her and they kissed.
“Awwww,” Jenny sighed and squeezed my hand tighter. She looked up at me and closed her eyes. I bent my head down and kissed her. She broke the kiss and said, “I thought we were going to fish?”
“Yeah, I’m not really feeing the fishing thing right now. Besides, the fish don’t usually bite in the afternoon. Really, all I wasn’t to do right now is go back to the cabin and relax on the porch.”
Rob said, “Good enough for me.” He bent down and picked up the fishing rods and started to walk back up the hill to the cabin. He looked over his shoulder, “Are you guys coming or not?”
I grabbed the tackle box and started to walk hand-in-hand with Jenny behind Kristen. “She does have acute ass though. You gotta admit that.” I whispered to Jenny.
She punched my shoulder, saying “Mine’s better and you know it.”
“That’s true.” I let go of her hand and put it in the back pocket of her shorts and squeezed he ass as we walked up the hill. Jenny looked at me and just smiled.
When we got back to the porch, the girls sat down on the lounge chairs as Rob and I went inside to put the fishing stuff away. “Hey Bri, can you get me a beer?” Jenny yelled.
“Yeah, me too, but have Rob bring mine so it not awkward,” Kristen said laughing, trying to lighten up the mood.
We walked back out each holding two beers and a lounge chair. I set my chair up right next to Jenny’s and sat down, opened my beer, took a drink and sighed. I looked over at Jenny, smiled, rolled my head back and closed my eyes. Jenny, leaned over to my ear and whispered, “Hey, do you wanna go lay down and rest. I’m tired and I could use a nap.”
“Yeah, that sounds good.” We stood up. “We’re going to go lay down guys,” I told Kristen and Rob as we walked inside. I followed Jenny upstairs. She kicked her shoes off, and lay on the bed. I kicked my shoes off and started to crawl on the bed with her.
“Wait, it’s kinda hot up here, can you open the windows please?” she asked me.
“Yeah, no problem.” I stood back up, walked to the windows, opened them and turned to walk back to the bed. Jenny had taken her bikini top off in the time it took me to walk to the window and back.
I looked at her as she said, “I told you I can’t sleep in clothes when it’s hot out.” She smiled, unbuttoned her shorts and just laid there. She looked up at me as I got to the edge of the bed, then back at her shorts and back at me. “Can you help me?” she asked.
“How could I resist?” I looked at her. Her tan body, lying there, was asking me to get her naked. I grabbed the waistband of her shorts, and slid them down her legs and off. Then I unbuckled my belt and slid my shorts off too. I climbed onto the bed, and tried to crawl over Jenny to get to the other side and lay down. As I straddled her, she grabbed my hips and said, “I’m not really tired. I just wanted some time to be alone with you.” She brought her head up and kissed me. I opened my mouth to meet hers and lowered myself on top of her. She started to run her fingers up and down my back, giving me the chills. I grabbed her hip and rolled over so she was on top of me. I felt my cock against her damp pussy. Once they touched I could feel the blood rush into it. She kissed me passionately. She lowered her pelvis against my semi-erect penis and started to slowly grind against it. I ran my hands through her hair, holding it out of my face, exposing her neck. I moved me head over and kissed the base of her neck. Jenny started to softly moan as I did this and she rubbed her clit on my dick a little harder. “Maybe this time the slow thing won’t get interrupted by a damn phone call.”
“I know it won’t, no service up here,” I replied as I returned my mouth to hers. I could feel that my cock was almost full hard now. It was standing up and Jenny was rubbing her wet pussy lips along the full length of it. I felt her juices on the top of my shaft. I started to dig my fingers into her back. Then I heard Kristen start to giggle down stairs.
“Hmmpff.” Jenny said, acknowledging them, but then turning her attention back to me. She slid down a little and started to kiss my chest, also making my hard-on push against her wet slit more. I moved one hand down and grabbed her ass and started to massage it. Jenny got up on her knees, grabbed my cock and brought it up in front of her pussy. I reached up and grabbed her perfect, tanned tits and rubbed them. She started grinding on my cock, putting her hands on her head, pulling her hair up.
“That is so hot. You could stay like that all day,” I told her. Her pussy was plenty we by now, I could feel her juices on the under-side of my cock. She slid up to the tip of my dick, lowered he body and slid my cock into her wet pussy. “Oh yeah, baby. That feels great!” I told her as she sat back up and started to grind on my cock. I reached around to pull her back down on top of me. Her chest against mine felt so nice. I lightly dug my fingers into her back, scratching her. She opened her mouth and rolled her tongue around mine. She was slowly and passionately grinding back and forth on my hard cock. Each time she brought her hips forward, I could feel her cervix press against the tip of my dick and her clit would rub against me. Jenny put her hands on my chest, broke our kiss and sat up. She brought her right leg up and over my chest, spinning but not letting my cock come out of her. She rolled to her right hip, pulling me over with her and she lay down on her side. I kept my cock in her as we fucked in the spooning position. I reached around with left hand, found her clit and started to rub it as I slowly pumped my cock in and out of her.
Jenny reached down, grabbed my hand and brought it up to her chest, placing it on her breast. She squeezed my hand around her tit and let out a few more soft moans. “Keep it here,” she told me. We spoon fucked for a few more minutes. Jenny picked her head up off the bed and pushed herself so we rolled over and I was lying on my back. Jenny sat up and started to grind on me again. I grabbed her hips and moved my hands with her back and forth motion. Jenny arched her back and let her head fall back. She started to moan from the pleasure. She leaned forward, away from me, put her hands on my legs and started to move up and down on my shaft. I watched as I could see my dick get shiny from her pussy juices. She pumped up and down on me a few more times and pushed herself off of me. “Stand up, over here,” she said, pointing to the edge of the bed. I rolled over and stood up facing the bed as Jenny lay on her back across the bed on the edge. She spread her legs out, grabbed my hands and pulled me closer to her. She grasped my dick and guided me to the entrance of her wet slit. I pushed into her again. I reached to either side of me, grabbed her ankles and brought them up to my shoulders. I was gliding my dick in and out of her ever so smoothly. Her pussy was so wet I could see the glisten of her juices around her lips. She bent her knees and pulled them to her chest, putting her feet on either side of her. This motion pulled me down so I was bent over her. It also gave me the perfect angle to push my hard-on in all the way, farther than I have before. I slowly pushed into her, when I thought I was all the way in, Jenny brought her feet around to my ass and pulled me even farther into her. She started to moan more now as I pumped in and out of her. You could feel the passion between us.
I felt the blood and juices rushing into my balls. Jenny felt me twitch my cock inside of her because she smiled and clamped her pussy down on my cock. She kept that pressure on me until we finished. With her pussy gripping my cock, I bent down and kissed her softly. She started to get louder with her moans. “Oh yeah baby. Right there, stay there, it feels so good. I love feeling you all the way into me,” she moaned between breaths. She started breathing heavier, as did I.
The pressure kept building in my balls. “I can’t hold in any longer Jen, I’m gonna cum. I’m gonna…” I pushed hard deep into her. We both felt the explosion of my cum shoot deep in her pussy.
I pushed more, trying to get deeper into her. “It feels so good. Oh my God Brian! Oh my!” She yelled as she dug her fingertips into my back. I felt them break the skin, but I didn’t care. “I don’t think it goes any deeper babe,” she said smiling. She looked up at me, and started to raise her head to kiss me. I knew she couldn’t, so I lowered my head to hers. In doing so, I pushed her legs against her chest, spreading them more. I felt my cock go even deeper into her. “Wow, I guess it does go deeper. Oh my God Brian. That was amazing.” Jenny rolled over, pulling my cock out of her dripping slit and giving me room to lie next to her on the bed. I climbed back on the bed, snuggled in behind her in the spoon position. My cock was still fairly firm as I pressed it in between her ass checks, pointing it down toward the bottom near her pussy. I wrapped my arms around her, kissed her shoulder, and fell asleep.

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The Vicar’s Wife Returns

I couldn’t have been two minutes out of the drive and less than a mile down the road towards the train station – when Ali caught sight of Marjorie coming up the drive. She was looking out of the kitchen window and noticed that Marjorie had bounce in her step – not the trudging walk of an ageing doyen. No walking stick either, although still the beetle crusher shoes, pop socks, tweed twin set and that awful black hat sat on top of her head with her massive hair all coiled underneath. Beginning of summer and she had the silly gloves on.
Ali opened the front door. “Nice to see you Marge. Come on in.” Ali walked back in the kitchen leaving Marjorie to close the door. They had a different relationship now – no longer the power plays and condescending attitude. Marjorie dutifully closed the door and stepped into the kitchen. “Tea or coffee Marge – I have both – freshly made – and freshly baked Madeleines.
“Oh that sounds lovely Allison.”
“Why don’t you call me Ali – all my friends do?” As she turned her linen shorty robe fell open exposing her breasts – never did find that sash belt – I had hidden it in my sock drawer. I had only a few minutes before been playing with her breast – sucking on her nipples. They were still hard and dark red – swollen to bursting and still moist. Marjorie’s eyes were fixed on her breasts – boring holes like a laser in her nipples.
“Okay … Ali.”
“What can I do for you Marge?”
“I came by this morning to talk about yesterday.”
“Yeah … I wanted to say before you left yesterday – you are a great fuck Marge.” Ali could see the word had stuck in Marjorie’s craw – yet less than 24 hours ago she was screaming ‘fuck me’ – at the top of her lungs. It wasn’t in her nature to swear and she didn’t tolerate it from others – especially other women. Ali came around the kitchen island with the cups and saucers – her robe flowing open even more exposing her pussy in plain sight for Marjorie. Ali placed the china down on the counter and without notice she placed her hands on the sides of Marjorie’s face and gave her a full kiss. It took a little pressure – but she got her tongue into Marjorie’s mouth and was exploring her throat. Ali unbuttoned Marjorie’s jacket and cupped her breasts – then reached down and took Marjorie’s hand and placed it on her breast. Marjorie instinctively kneaded Ali breast and played with her nipples.
Ali pulled her tongue back and Marjorie put her tongue in Ali’ s mouth – while bringing her other hand up to cup Ali’s other breast. Ali pulled back. “Your tongue is sweet Marge. But I see you have the same bra on and the same problem. Are you busy today?” Marjorie stammered to get the words out.
“No … no … actually I have cancelled todays’ committee meetings. I have the day free.”
“Good – I’ll make a couple of phone calls – pour yourself a drink – the Madeleines are on the stove top.” Ali reached for the wall phone and made two calls. “Excellent they can see us this morning.”
“Who can see us this morning?”
“I go to a beauty salon on the way to Guildford and they have a private area. And there is a lingerie shop in the same parade. This man is a genius and he’ll solve your bra problem – he has a private fitting area for his exclusive clients. Let’s face it Marge you are a local dignitary and need to be afforded the most discrete service.” She played to Marjorie’s vanity and it was working. “Vicar Adam won’t miss you for a few hours will he?”
“No – we sometimes don’t see each other for the entire day.”
“Good – finish your tea and I’ll get dressed – be right back.” She went into her dressing room and put on a wraparound Diane Von Furstenberg print summer dress. A pair of hold up sheer stockings but no panties or bra. That was the beauty of a Furstenberg wrap – it gave you the needed support for the breasts. The print pattern camouflaged her not wearing a slip or underwear. A little make up, lipstick, a pair of low heels and her hair up in a scrunchie clip and she was ready to go. She had a shower when she first got up that morning. When Ali returned to the kitchen Marjorie was just finishing her tea.
“Where is this salon Ali?”
“It’s a surprise and my treat – don’t worry – you’ll love it.” Ali led the way into the hall and through to the garage. “Hop in Marge.” I had given Ali a vintage BMW coupe a few years ago in an attempt to try and pull her out of her depression. She now loves to drive the county roads and it has given her the freedom to travel wider than her old push bike – especially in this hilly part of Hampshire. Although the bike did develop a fantastic pair of legs – I’ve got to admit. The bike was donated to the Oxfam Shop and she now uses her exercise equipment. Absolutely a better cardio workout than the bike ever was – yet still keeps her pins trim.
They drove towards the Surrey border and stopped in a small village. Ali parked up by the green and walked to the parade of shops. She opened the door to the beauty salon and ushered Marjorie inside. The receptionist stood up. “Hello Ali.” They embraced and kissed on the lips. I have the private suite all ready and Bethany is your therapist this morning.
“Thanks Kim – let’s go Marge.” Ali led Marjorie down the length of the salon between all the stations. Young women working on young women – cutting, colouring, highlighting and styling hair. Polishing nails giving facials. Not the kind of salon that Marjorie frequented. ‘Tony’s Hairdressers’ back in the village mostly did blue rinses, set and blow dry on a clientele that was predominately pension age. This was foreign territory – the smells – the products and mostly the noise of women chatting and the background rock beat. They passed through the double curtain into a very feminine space with soft lighting and mood music another alien space for Marjorie. “Can we have the security door Bethany?”
“Sure Ali.” Bethany slid the partition closed and it snapped with a click. She offered Marjorie a duck egg grey smock. “You can change behind the curtain in the alcove.”
“What get undressed?”
“Oh course ma’am.”
“This is Marge Bethany – a good friend of mine – none of this ma’am business – okay? Come on Marge let’s get you undressed.” They walked into the alcove.
“I’m not comfortable with all this Ali.”
“Of course you’re not – but you’ll love it – trust me.” Ali went behind her and helped her off with her tweed jacket. Marjorie unbuttoned her blouse and Ali undid her skirt and dropped it to the floor. Then she pulled down her slip. “Oh Marge you dirty girl – no panties.” Marjorie turned beet red and was obviously flustered. Ali helped her off with her blouse and then undid the clasp on her bra setting her large breasts free. Surprisingly they didn’t drop to her knees – but it was obvious they needed support. Ali put her hands under her arms and cupped her breasts.
“Ali don’t.” Ali grabbed the smock and put it over Marjorie’s shoulders and came around to tie the sash around her waist. She leaned down and took one of Marjorie’s nipples in her mouth and gave it a loud suck while pinching the other nipple. The result was two erect nipples. The sash was tied and they went back into the suite. Bethany gestured with her hand towards an outer space looking contraption.
“Have a seat Marge. Now what do we have in mind?” Ali stepped up.
“Short back and sides Bethany – but let’s keep the authentic sixties look okay – not too severe.” Bethany untied Marjorie’s sash as she was frozen in place. Bethany then opened the smock.
“Jesus Christ!” Marjorie looked down at her groin area.
“What?”
“I’ve never seen so much hair – how long since your last wax?”
“Wax – what are you talking about?” Ali put her hand on Marjorie’s shoulder and pointedly looked at Bethany.
“No wax today – just a trim and maybe a little shave to tidy up.” Bethany went over to the station and came back with a few hot towels and placed them on Marjorie’s thighs. Bethany lowered the chair back and got her equipment. An hour later Marjorie’s legs had been shaved all the way up to her groin. Her pubic hair had been neatly trimmed into a nice V shape with a rounded top and shaved sides to make it neat. Her legs had been moisturised and massaged. Marjorie was completely relaxed. It had not been traumatic at all. She went to get up and discovered her underarms and upper lip had been shaved as well – she might have been asleep. Ali had gone out front and paid the cashier with her credit card and came back in and gave Bethany a twenty pound tip. “Thanks Bethany – that was very professional.” Ali went back in the suite. “Let’s get you dressed Marge we have an appointment next door.” They went into the alcove and Ali grabbed the industrial bra and threw it into the wastebin. “You won’t need that monstrosity ever again – not when we finish next door.”
“And what is next door pray tell?”
“Jerome is next door – a genius with lingerie – among his other talents.” Marjorie was very self-conscience walking along without a bra on – good thing it was only 50 feet to next door. Ali opened the door to the underwear shop and they stepped in. Jerome’s sister Germaine came up. She and Ali embraced and again kissed each other full on the lips.
“Welcome Ali – this way.” She turned and headed to the private lower level fitting room. Stepping through the door Marjorie was entering another totally alien space. Plush carpet with a wall of mirrors. They sat down on the seats that lined the walls opposite to the mirrors. The room was dominated by scarlet red.
“Relax Marge – we’ll have a cup of camomile tea.” Germaine left and a few minutes later returned with a gold coloured tray and two perfectly brewed camomile teas in vibrant coloured bone china cups. They had hardly finished the teas when Jerome swept in the room and closed the door behind him.
“Miss Ali – and this must be your friend Miss Marjorie.” His Jamaican accent was heavy – combined with his arm gesturing Marjorie could have thought he was a circus performer. In his mid-thigh length silk embroidered robe and Rastafarian hair he was a sight. It didn’t take long for Marjorie to notice the bulge in his robe concealing his massive cock. He held Marjorie’s hand and pulled her up and walked her over to the round raised platform in the centre of the room. “First we must remove this walking attire.” Without a protest from Marjorie Jerome had her naked in less than twenty seconds. He offered his hand and had her step onto the platform. As he stepped back he had a glaze come over his eyes. “What a magnificent figure woman.” As he cupped her breasts in his hands he sighed. “40 triple D cup.” He slid his hands down to her waist. “32 inch waist.” Then his hands fell to her hips. “38 inch hips.” Then he smacked her on the ass cheek. “And the ass that Bob Marley would be proud to kiss. You will need support Momma.” With that statement he was gone through the door. He returned a few minutes later with a corset like garment that encompassed a lovely bra. He held it up to her front and went around the back to fasten the Velcro clips. “No buttons, laces or hooks – easy to put on by yourself. Not a corset only for support of these lovely breasts.” He bent down and kissed each nipple taking them in turn into his mouth and sucking each one hard. Then he flipped up the bra cups and adjusted her breasts into each cup. He pointed at the mirror just a few feet away. “You see – your nipples are aroused – but they cannot be seen. Marjorie was pleased. The bustier was gorgeous in satin silk and lace with cream ribbons and bows. It was slightly boned and completely supported her breasts without straps. “Sit down lovely lady.” Marjorie sat on the edge of the platform. “I shall return.” And theatrically he breezed out of the room.
Ali came over and sat next to Marjorie. “Lovely huh?”
“Oh yes – he is a bit eccentric though.”
“Eccentric!” Ali laughed. “He’s Jamaican Marge.” Just then Jerome came back in and stepped over to where the women were sitting. He had a few panties in his hand that matched the fabric and colour of the bustier. He stroked his cock through the silk robe. Ali reached under his robe and lifted his cock with both hands. The robe fell away to reveal his manhood and Ali gently kissed his cock head and then put it in her mouth and began sucking. His cock grew harder and longer until she could not keep it in her mouth and she began licking the shaft up and down. She was moaning as she licked the length of his shaft when she felt Marjorie’s hand wrap around his cock.
“Oh My God – what a cock!” As she spoke Marjorie began to stroke his cock and Ali pulled her lips away. Marjorie placed her lips on the head and easily put his entire cock head in her mouth. Then to Ali’s amazement she took several inches down her throat and began sucking. She cupped his massive balls as she moaned and continued to suck more cock. Jerome kneeled on the platform shifting Marjorie’s back down on the platform. Ali slipped between Marjorie’s legs and spread her legs revealing the freshly trimmed and shaved pussy. She was already wet and her juices were flowing.
Ali put her mouth to the opening of Marjorie’s pussy to drink the elixir. She spread Marjorie’s pussy lips and began to lick her inner cavity. Then she came up and found her clit and began to suck. With that Marjorie arched her back and climaxed. Ali could taste the different juice cuming now from her aromatic pussy. As her legs began to quiver Jerome slid Ali over and he took her place between Marjorie’s prostate legs. He took her thighs and lifted them to completely expose Marjorie’s pussy and asshole. Bethany had done a very good job on Marjorie’s pubic hair. Still it was long and matted with fluid sticking to the skin. As Jerome placed his cock head against the opening of her pussy, Marjorie took in a short sharp gasp. “Oh yes fuck me you black bastard.” This didn’t offend Jerome it just made him thrust his cock in very hard. He pushed her legs back so her knees were at the sides of her head and he began to pump her wildly. Thrusting in and out Marjorie began to swear. “Yes fuck me you black animal – fuck me God Dam it – Oh motherfucker what a cock!”
Jerome was worked up and lasted more than 20 minutes pumping his cock into Marjorie. Ali lost count of the times she screamed in ecstasy one climax after another. The Vicar’s wife was more of an animal than Jerome – wrapping her stout legs pulling him in deeper. His balls were slapping against her ass hole and he trust in for the last time and began to cum. Marjorie screamed. “Yes – give me that black cum you bastard.” As he pulled his cock out of Marjorie’s pussy he was completely flaccid. He stood up.
“This white bitch has taken my seed and my soul.” He threw the panties to Ali. Pay Germaine for the top – the panties are free.” Ali went to the sink and made a wash cloth wet with hot water and went over to Marjorie and wiped her pussy clean. Jerome’s cum was still seeping out and Ali bent down to taste this black seed for herself. My God it was pungent with a strong acrid taste. She put the wash cloth on Marjorie’s pussy.
“Let’s get you dressed and I think you better keep that cloth down there you will be leaking for a while. We’ll go back to my place for a shower and a steam. You need to rest.”
“Rest – are you fucking crazy – I don’t need to rest – let’s go to your place I need you to fuck me. That’s what I need – not rest.” Marjorie’s bent up sexual frustration over the years had been released. Ali knew the feeling all too well.

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” Horny Sisters Are Fun “

Horny Sisters are Fun
A semi-true story
* What did young naive Jenny get for her birthday? We’ll let her explain it….*
(OK, my fake name is Jenny. First of all….all you readers must promise ‘not‘….to repeat this story. It is private and secret…OK?)
__My fondest memory was something that happened when I was younger. My older brother Wil, had built a clubhouse in the back yard. I use to sneak in when he was gone and look around. It took some snooping but I found pictures of naked girls. They all had big tits and sexy bodies, mine had just begun to develop and I envied these girls.
Then I got a shock, there was another hidden picture…. of me.
Wil must have taken it when I was coming out of the shower all naked. The picture had spots on it, I figured from some water that got on it. I wondered why Wil had a picture of me? I wasn’t sexy yet and It puzzled me. Surely he wasn’t aroused by me…or was he? I decided to find out.
I started leaving the bathroom door open when I showered. I purposely felt my little tits and ran my finger thru my slit in case he was watching or taking pictures. I did the same to my bedroom door when I got naked. About two weeks went by doing this when I knew he was home and mom and dad were gone.
One afternoon I snuck in the club house and checked the other hidden pictures. Omg…there I was with many new pictures of me naked….and the pictures all had spots on them. I wondered then…I had seen porn pictures of guys wanking on girls pictures. Was Wil cuming on my pictures?…someone was…. as I looked closer and checked the spots. I think it was cum on the pictures.
I got a warm tingle thinking about it. Some guy thinking about me until he shot cum on my picture. My ego shot up as I felt ’special’ to some guy. My mind was going crazy to find out who it was. I planned an ’interruption’ to the club house. I discovered I could unlatch the inside lock by lifting up on the door.
I waited until Wil and his two buddies were all in there doing something and snuck around and listened at the wall. It was easy to hear them. They were looking at the pictures and commenting on them. Soon I think they were wanking by the sounds I heard. I heard something about ’Jen’s pictures’ being whispered about. I wondered if they were wanking on my pictures of me naked. I got a real sensation in my pussy with just the thought of them doing it. I wished I was in there watching them do it. I heard a few groans and some giggling as they bragged about how much cum they shot.
One guy, Phil I think it was, said he sure would like to fuck me and that he liked my small tits. The other guy, Ben agreed he’d like to fuck me too. My brother didn’t say anything. I heard them start moving and hid behind the club house. They all left to go somewhere and when they did, I went in the club house. I found the pictures under a blanket and sure enough, there was fresh cum on the pictures of me.
I got an itch in my pussy looking at it. It felt good to rub my pussy with my finger. I kept doing it as it felt better and more exciting. I put my hand down my panties and my pussy was now wet. I had heard about girls fingering themselves, but I had never tried it. Now I knew what they were talking about. This was giving me a thrill the more I rubbed my clit. I started breathing hard as I started using both hands to ‘girl wank’ with. I stared at the cum on my pictures and touched it with my finger. That’s when I got a jolt in my pussy. It made my pussy hot and spasm and it felt so good as it was my first orgasm.
My imagination went wild with having Phil and Ben standing over me and shooting cum on me instead of my picture. I started thinking about it all the time. I fingering my self as I imagined they wanked on me. How could I make this happen.
I was young and didn’t realize how horny two guys get when I started flirting with them. I wore no bra around them, I left my top buttons open in my blouses and wore no panties and bent over in front of them to give them a peek. I waited until Wil went next door to see his girlfriend named Sandra, which meant that Phil and Ben were not to go with him. That left us all alone after school.
I saw my chance and told them I wanted to talk to them private in the club house. They were all for it and I led them out there and blocked the door shut from the inside. I pulled the old sheet over the window. I was shocked how bold I was with them as I told them about finding the pictures of me. “I know you guys wank on these pictures.” They were all embarrassed at first until I suggested they wank while watching me live and with my tits and pussy showing for them. They were stunned at first then I started unbuttoning my blouse. They ask if they could feel my titties. Of course I said yes. I raised my skirt up with no panties and said: “Feel anything you want.”
They both began to feel me up. It was heaven as I loved it. I soon began to lay on the floor and said: “You can wank to the real thing now.” They took out their dicks and began to wank as I began to finger myself. Looking up watching them wank made me so hot I began to orgasm just watching. It didn’t take long and I saw their cum start shooting out and landing on me. I had the best orgasms ever….
Things changed from then on. Every chance we got we all wanked together. Soon they were fingering me and I was wanking them. It was a pure thrill for all of us. Phil was the first to start kissing my pussy and licking it. Ben sucked and licked my tits. I got on my knees and wanked them as I sucked on their dicks. They both shot cum in my mouth which I liked to hear them groan with pleasure.
I liked the feeling of warm cum filling my mouth while the other one licked my pussy to orgasm. This was my introduction to sex play with boys and I liked our mutual 3 some. They showered me with attention. They kissed me, rubbed my body and told me what a hot girl I was. They ran their fingers thru my hair and sucked my nipples just to hear me moan. Anything I wanted them to do, they would do it. Two tongues licking your pussy is a mind blower. They gave me the hottest orgasms I could ever imagine. Having two hot guys loving on you at the same time is heaven.
I had gone from ’ignore’….. to two sexy hot boyfriends.
The next day after school we all could wait no more. They undressed me as the kissed me and felt me up. My whole body tingled as I knew it was going to happen, full sex with both of them.
I’ll never ever forget that afternoon. We all got naked as Ben lay on the club house blanket. I got on top of him and let his hardon slowly slip inside me. Phil got on my back and began to ease his dick in my ass. This was all new to me but we adjusted and now I was being fucked in my pussy and my ass. They felt my tits and kissed on me as I moaned like never before. The feeling of those two warm body on me was taking me to another level I had never even imagined.
To see porn vids of people fucking all kinds of ways was hot, but to be actually doing it was out of this world. I loved hearing them cum hard in me and the hot cum shooting in me. I had my first climax ever as my body shook as I squeezed their bodies with my fingers. We all panted for breath as the high lingered for a long time…..
Wil remembers other things going on.
“I knew something was going on between Phil, Ben and Jenny. The looks they all gave each other and I bet they were all fooling around. I hated being Jenny’s brother and couldn’t join in with them. I was fucking Sandra now but the thought of them played on my mind. They got to fuck my sister and I couldn’t. This made me want to have sex with Jenny all the more. “
Wil told me later how he envied them. He thought and planned how we could have sex even with the taboo of fucking your sister.
Finally he stopped me in the hallway and put his arms around me. He had never touched me before. I began to melt as our hands ran over our bodies. I had fantasized about having sex with him but quickly stopped because he was my brother….but today….my pussy wanted him bad. I felt his big hardon against my pussy as we sank to the floor with him on top of me. We rubbed my pussy and his hardon together. He felt my tits so good. We had to stop as mom and dad were in the driveway now.
My legs were like jelly and I trembled as we grabbed one last feel of each other. I went in my bedroom and lay down in a new bliss of what was going to happen soon. I loved my brother because he was my brother, but now I wanted him as a lover.
At dinner we avoided looking at each other and tried to ignore each other.
Mom asked: “Did you guys have a fight or something?” We instantly became the typical brother and sister. Wil said: “She’s being a little shit.” ….and I chimed in and said: “His girlfriend has a bad attitude towards me.” Mom and dad chuckled at us saying the typical stuff brothers and sisters fight about. They had no idea how bad we both wanted to have sex with each other….
Wil and I talked about all this months later.
“You would think with me getting plenty of pussy from Sandra, and Jenny getting fucked by Phil and Ben we’d be satisfied….it doesn’t work that way. Call it ‘lust’ or whatever but we wanted to fuck each other real bad. I tried to ignore our hot little affair in the hall way that day, but no use. Feeling her blossoming body under me was so hot. Her tits grew bigger every day and her body took a real sexy shape. I even dreamed about fucking her and would wake up with a big hardon.”
I had the same problems of wanting to feel his hardon in me and us fucking real hot. I didn’t help us at all. I would leave the bathroom door wide open when I showered, my bedroom door wide open as I dressed. All I thought about was him. I felt wonderfully horny and I enjoyed it.
The days drug by waiting for a time to be alone with him. One night at dinner mom and dad announce that that weekend they were going to their mountain cabin and Wil was to baby sit me. When I heard that my pussy twitched right in my panties. Wil complained: “She never minds me.” I said: “He won’t let me go anywhere.” making mom and dad chuckle again.
It was a warm Friday night I remember and Phil and Ben didn’t come by. I was so horny for some sexual attention too. Wil talked on his cell phone to someone in whispers. Tomorrow was my birthday and I had only one thing I wanted. I had imagined it, but knowing it would never happen. When it got dark, here came Phil and Ben. They said let’s go out to the club house we have a birthday surprise for you. I said: “Wil’s home, we can’t.” They said it’s ’ok’ come on, we took care of Wil. I figured he went over to Sandra’s.
It was dark now and no lights in the club house. We went inside and it was pitch black in there. They started in feeling me and kissing my tits as they undressed me. I was super horny in the dark and I felt their hardons.
That’s when I felt something new. I felt 6 pairs of hands on me. Oh god…there was another guy in there. Three guys and one girl. I was beginning to like this. I reached out to feel the third guy some and then I knew who it was.
Wil was naked and now so was I. Phil and Ben pushed us together as they all felt me up. My heart was pounding with this wonderful surprise. Phil and Ben whispered:
(“Happy Birthday, Jen.”) Wil and I locked our arms together and I felt his big hardon go between my legs. Now we were going to fuck and fuck good with feels on me from Phil and Ben. I felt hands all over me, kisses from everywhere. I was shaking like a leaf as my pussy was soaking wet. I felt Wil get on his knees and kiss his way down to my pussy. I orgasmed twice on his way down.
He gently kissed my clit and then got on his back, pulled me down and put my pussy on his face. He held my hips and moved my pussy back and forth on his tongue making my clit tingle to the point I had to moan loud. I felt Phil put his dick in my ass as Ben’s dick slipped in my mouth. I had tingles on top of my tingles. The orgasms just kept coming as the cum started to flow in my mouth and in my ass. I held Wil’s head as I had the climax from heaven.
I slid back and put Wil’s big dick in me. We went wild fucking and banging our bodies together. I had never fucked to hard and fast to get the high I wanted with Wil. I got so hyper I yelled out in ecstasy as I felt Wil’s cum shoot and shoot in me. He held me tight and groaned like I’d never heard before. I started to blackout when he kissed me for the first time. Our tongues went crazy and we just kept fucking. We moaned in each others mouth and he pushed his dick deep in me for a last big shot of cum.
I went weak and tried to keep fucking as I finally did black out from the euphoria of it all……
I’ll never forget that night….ever.
I remember when we heard mom and dad drive up. Wil and I were on the sofa as I was feeling his dick and he was feeling my tits. We quick sat up and when they came in, mom asked: “How did it go Wil?” Wil said: “No problem mom, I locked Jen in the club house to keep her out of trouble.” I said: “ He did!, and he was mean to me mom!”
Dad chuckled and shook his head. Mom looked at Wil and said: “Oh you did not. Now you be nice to your sister Wil.” Wil said:
“Oh…I was ‘real’ nice to her mom…..”
———-
That was 2 years ago, and it my birthday again. Now my tits are big, my dad keeps checking out my ass and taking pictures of me in my night clothes when mom isn’t looking. I told dad to take mom to “Miss Loves Honeymoon Motel” for the night. He set it up and mom was all excited. I was ready for my only gift, a ‘Jen Delight’
It’s: 1 Ben, 1 Phil and 1 Wil. Now we can use mom and dads bed and play all night. I get to be a ’sex goddess’ for the night.
They all gave me a nice shower and must have washed my big tits 10 times. Into the big bed we all went. I closed my eyes as I felt all those hands, lips, and tongues all over me. They all knew how to get me twitching hot and moaning for them. They sandwiched me and fucked between my titties. I had three dicks to suck as I got my pussy licked to orgasm over and over again. I had a dick in my ass, my pussy as I sucked on one. I love it when guys moan and groan as they cum. I had cum on me everywhere and I liked it that way. None of us got any sleep as we played suck and fuck all night…..(Wil was the best, but I never told Phil and Ben that.)
I was euphorically on cloud 9,999 but a girl only has a birthday once a year….well maybe a little more than that…..not counting the club house after school, or in the garage, or in the back seat of dad’s old car.
I know….. I’m spoiled, but nobody knows what we do, and I know YOU won’t tell………
Jenny

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