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My Stepsister Pt. 2 – Kendra

Kendra and Katelyn are my two stepsisters. My mom and their dad have been dating for about two years before tying the knot last year. I’m a freshman in college, Kendra is a senior in high school while Katelyn being the youngest is a sophomore.
It’s been a week since my sexual encounter with Katelynn. Every day, she now looks at me with such huge puppy eyes. It’s now late September and Kendra has just started college. Unlike most people who moves into residence, Kendra lives at home because her rich daddy is too cheap to pay for residence. One day, she’s in her room trying on a new dress for a freshman semi-formal dance that takes place during the beginning of the school year.
The great thing about Kendra’s body is that she is full figured. Unlike Katelyn who’s skinny and now have developed some breasts that will never be bigger than a large B or a small C cup in the future, Kendra already has full DD cups that she’s developed since young. With such an amazing rack, any summer outfit or dress she wears will expose some nice creamy cleavage. I also love the bit of baby fat she has on her that makes her extra curvaceous and sexy. Her round face with puffier cheeks and dimples gives her a really sweet smile that brightens up anyone’s day.
On the night of the dance, she yells out my name from her room. I walk up and sees what she needs. Her room door is wide open and she stands in front of a mirror with her dress unzipped.
“Mind giving me a hand?” she asks.
“Sure,” I reply. I walk up behind her and zips her up. Her dress is black that hugs every curve of her body and I admire the booty she has. As usual, plenty of cleavage spills out on top especially since this is a V-neck dress. I’m getting horny just seeing her.
“How do I look?” she asks.
“You look great,” I tell her.
She backs up towards me and grabs my crotch, which has now formed a hard on.
“At least I know you’re not lying,” she says with glee.
She takes my hand and places them on her enormous rack. I start fondling her and she turns her face to give my cheek a kiss.
“Take off your pants,” she asks me.
I cannot refuse such a beautiful lady and I immediately unbuckle my belt, unzip and drop my pants. She turns around and wraps her arms around me and plants a kiss on my lips. I reciprocate and slip my tongue in her mouth. I reach behind her, unzip her dress and pull it off of her. It’s almost as if her black bra is too small for her breasts and it squeezes her boobs forward. Such an amazing sight!
She kneels down on the floor and pulls down my boxers.
“I rarely have Japanese food,” she says with a smile.
My seven inch hard on spring up and she has a surprised look on her face. “But I should more often as they have nice portions,” she says slyly. She brings her face close to me and wraps her lips around my cock. She’s a better cock sucker than Katelyn and tony bursts of precum fly out from the tip of my dick. Her moist lips slide easily up and down along the shaft and the tip of her wet tongue focuses on the slit of the head on my dick. I’m practically about to explode.
After a good bit of sucking, she kisses the tip of my dick before reaching up to unbutton my shirt to see my extremely toned body. Thanks to basketball plus a few years of kendo, she has a great body to play with.
“I love the lines on your stomach,” she says with her eyes wide open as she licks my abs. “You’re so sexy. Everyone at school may be buff but they’re also quite bulgy in the stomach like me.”
“I like a bit of baby fat on girls,” I tell her while cupping those amazing breasts covered in her bra. I put my face in between them and kiss the crevice of her cleavage. “I wonder how sensitive they are.”
“My nipples are really sensitive,” she says. “Usually girls my size aren’t but I go crazy when people play with them.”
“You have a lot of playing with them?” I ask her.
“Just a few so far,” she says with blush. “They’re kind of dorks though. They just grab them and don’t know how to play with them. Think you can handle these?”
“Why don’t you show me?” I suggest.
She takes my shirt off my body and then pushes me onto her bed. She unhooks her bra and off it falls, revealing a set of amazing DD breasts that are creamy white. Her nipples are not as long as Katelyn’s but they are nice and big like a button with light brown areolas that match her size. I can’t wait to feast on them. She crawls up onto the bed behind me and lay me down. She scoots her face over my chest and starts licking my nipple. Looks like she wants some nipple sucking 69 action. I take her cue and start licking hers, swirling my tongue all over her puffy areola and flick my tongue around and over her nipple. She lets out a coo. She crawls back a bit and we start kissing passionately. She brings herself back to my chest and starts slurping my other nipple. I take my right hand to grab a hold of her tit and start to really suck on her nipple as if I’m trying to drain her engorged tit of the milk she potentially has.
I reach my left hand up behind me and place them over her panties which are now really wet. I slide my fingers over the wet spot and gently rub her along the covered crevice of her vagina. Once I get her really going, I slide my fingers under her panties and into her sweet vaginal hole. I poke my way around in there and she responds by sucking on my nipple even harder. She reaches her hand forward and starts jacking off my dick. All this stimulation is getting to me and I know I won’t be able to last much longer. After an intense session between us, I blow a load on my stomach which she happily licks up.
“Do you eat a lot of pineapple?” she asks.
“Why do you ask?”
“You’re very sweet, unlike the other boys at school,” she says with glee.
I scoot her further up and rip her panties off her legs.
“Hey, those are designer!” she claims.
“You’re designer,” I jokingly say. “Trust me, nothing will be as rich as what’s next.”
I dig my face into her sweet pussy and start licking like an animal. I place my hands on her nice big ass to spread it part nice and wide.
“Oh sweet Jesus!” she yells out.
She sits up and starts rocking my face with her sweet snatch. I swallow up all her folds of skin as well as her great big clit. I dig my tongue deep into the crevice of her pussy and swallow up every drop of juice that falls out. I reach my hands up and massage her boobs while she moans with intense pleasure. Sometimes I would gently lift her up over my face and reach my tongue for her ass and give it a nice little swirl. Her asshole is nice and pink and fresh and I revel in the taste of my beautiful step-sister. Moments later, she reaches an orgasm and I expected her to splash a faceload of pussy juice all over me but instead she just shivers like crazy and grabs a hold of my body to keep her steady.
She stands up from my face and turn around. She steps back a bit and lowers herself onto my dick. Unlike Katelyn, I go in her with ease and she starts riding me, rocking her hips back and forth while jumping up and down on my thick cock. She places her hands on my chest as she rocks my world. Her amazing breasts hang over my face and I reach up to suck on those amazing nipples.
“You do that really well, Johnny…oh yes, keep sucking those tits.”
“You have such an amazing rack,” I tell her.
“Keep sucking!” she demands and I try to swallow as much boob as I can in my mouth.
I release her engorged nipple and she places her mouth on mine. Our tongues battle it out in each other’s mouths and she nearly chokes me with her ferocity.
After twenty minutes of her amazing cowgirl ride, she’s exhausted and I sit up to wrap my arms around her and suck on her tits. Her hands hold onto my head and practically dig into my skull. I lay her on the bed and crawl up between her legs to suck on her clit while fingering her wet pussy. “Oh, Johnny!” she screams. Once she’s nice and watery again, I spread her legs and fill her up with my throbbing cock. As I pound her, I grab a hold of her meaty hips and her amazing boobs jiggle with rapid velocity. She grabs her left tit and seductively licks her nipple while staring at me with her sexy blue eyes. Before long, she clamps her mouth over her nipple, sucking hard. I see this and I immediately take hold of her right boob and suck hard. I could feel the cream of her vagina coat my dick. I start to feel a load forming.
“Cum inside me,” she demands. “I want your hot cum inside of me.”
I thrust in and out of her some more at rapid pace and I feel my hot load fire into her, filling her vaginal crevice. I collapse on her and suck on her gigantic tits. Her pussy is now swollen and throbbing and she can’t stop moaning. I pull out my cock and fall back but she rushes over on top of me to polish off my hot creamy cum and her pussy juice all mixed and coating my cock. She hungrily devours my fading hard on and all I can feel is an amazing rush as her face collapses on my crotch.
“So, aren’t you late for the dance?” I ask her.
“Screw the dance,” she says. “I’ve been wanting you for a week now, ever since I saw what you did to Katelyn.”
“You saw?” I ask.
“Okay, no I didn’t see. Cuz eww…but I did hear you guys the other night and I notice the way she acts around you now. What a lucky bitch she is for losing her virginity to you.”
“Are you jealous?” I ask.
“She may be the sweet innocent young one but she doesn’t have these,” she says, squeezing her boobs together and rubbing my face with them. I give no response other than to continuously suck on her amazing tits.
After I wipe myself up, I go to the bathroom and take a shower. I wrap a towel around me and return to my room. I see someone is under the covers on my bed. I flip the covers over and I see a naked Katelyn crawled on my bed. She’s partially asleep and opens her eyes to see me standing over her. She spreads her legs wide apart as she looks at me. “I hope you’re ready for another round from last week,” she says as she licks a finger and rubs her ripe pink nipple with it. Despite a crazy sexual romp that just took place, my dick is now rock hard and I can’t wait to taste Katelyn again.

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My Mom Samantha

Son gets ideas about his mom after reading incest stories and figures out a way to try and make a story come to life.

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a life of service 6

hey … round six …leading in a new direction .more comments… let me know what u think
He held her by the pony tail with his left hand as he used his right hand to click through the photos he had on his phone which he held above her head where she could not see them. He sat comfortably on his couch in the living room as Sandra knelt between his legs.
She wondered where he got these panties from. They where small on her. They looked like a girls panties. But she obeyed with out question when he told her to put them on. She was not surprised that when she joined him in the living room he merely grabbed her hair and forced feed her his hard dick. Sometimes she could cum from him just using her mouth. It made her hot that he used her throat for masturbation. She sometimes liked begin diminished to nothing more then a hole for her master to cum in.
The panties hugged her cunt tightly which gave her camel toe. They gripped her ass cheeks. They had mascara on the inside of them from when he had put them over K’s tear soaked face. He had told her that this is what made Kate crack and that was that, but now that she had them on and he was watching something on his phone that clearly turned him on she knew there was more to it.
She rubbed his cap on the inside of her cheek as she stroked his shaft. It would not be long now she tasted his bitter precum. She pulled him out of her mouth to lick his shaft but he just forced it back in deeper now. She felt his cap on her tonsils. She heard him talk dirty but she could not tell if it was to her or the video. She felt the hair on the back of her head pulled and she slid his shaft out of her mouth. With out even looking down at her he told her ….
“Slap you’re self in the face with it”
She slapped him on her tongue and lips and her rubbed his spit soaked rod all over her face making a mess of herself for his enjoyment but he never even looked down at her, he just watched the videos on his phone.
“Master” she begged “fuck me please I need you’re…….”
“Shut up. Use your mouth for something useful” he cut her off
She felt him force his dick into her throat back and forth roughly and quickly she tried to fight back but he only used her harder. He crammed his cock all the way, her face pressed in to his belly. She could feel his sac on her chin. She tried to move her head back, from side to side to try and get some air as he suffocated her. She felt as if she was going to be sick when he pulled her head back and stood up. Still with a hand full of her hair he pulled her to her feet and then forced her back down and bent her over the coffee table. He let go of her hair and placed his hand on the side of her face as he pressed her head onto the coffee table. She could hear him breathing fast as he stroked himself off. She could feel the hot cum as it soaked through the panties on to her asshole. She felt his dick on her ass as he rubbed it on the panties getting all his guck out on her. She could feel him move the panties over as he forced his full length into her clenching asshole. She could feel it as it dilated to 4 times its size to accommodate his girth. She felt her anal cavity stretch into her guts to welcome his length. She felt pain then she felt bliss. Then she felt him pull out of her and pull off the panties roughly as she laid limp on the coffee table as he left her and headed for the bedroom. Then she felt shame.
Sandra woke late Sunday morning. She rolled over to cuddle with her man but he was not there. He must be up already she thought. She sat up in bed holding the blankets over her lovely figure as she looked out the window. The sun shined its warmth on her body, hair wild and crazy. He always told her that she was so beautiful in the morning. She climbed out of bed then and walked naked to downstairs for a little Sunday morning loving. Strangely he was not in the kitchen. Maybe he was in Kate’s room. She went back upstairs.
Master had moved her out of the pit to the upstairs when she began to be more inline with his ways. But she was still under lock and key at night and when he wasn’t home, but she had a bed and bathroom and all the comforts of life. It had been the same for Sandra. Soon she will be free to wonder as she pleases.
When Sandra got to the door unlocked it and went in. No one was there but she heard the shower and head to the bathroom. She called for Kate and heard her call Sandra in. Sandra just climb in the shower with Kate and was sad to see she was alone. Kate kissed her good morning and began to wash her all over. Kate had definately taken a liking to Sandra. The two had become very close in always.
“Where is he“Kate asked Sandra?
“I don’t know I thought he was here with you, He’s not home I guess” Sandra answered
“What should we do today then” Kate asked
“I have an idea” Sandra whispered in Kate’s ear
For the hour and a half drive on that early Sunday morning their conversation flowed freely and brushed on many topics, mostly personal things about their lives. Kelly had wisdom beyond her years that he could enjoy. It was maybe eight in the morning and it was a lovely day as they pulled up to his cabin. It was small but lovely perched on a little forested hill. They stepped out of his car and up to the front door. He fiddled with the lock briefly but they where soon inside. He lit a smoke and turned to Kelly who removed her jacket to reveal a tight wool sweater which hugged her bust. He eyed her as she did this. She also made sure he got a good look at her ass as she bent over to unlace her boots. He needed to figure out a way into that tight teen snatch. Just as he thought that she turned to him, walked to him took the smoke from his hand and with her other hand grabbed his package
“I didn’t come here to ski I came here to get dicked” she said as she took her pull off the smoke.
He just smiled as he lowered his zip. Her hungry eyes flashed when she saw his impaler. He moved her then to the kitchen table were he laid her down on top of it and undid her pants. He went to her side then so he could kiss her while he slid his hand into pants and under her panties to massage her clit. Her tongue slid into his mouth and her hand went to his cock, to glide up and down his length. He turned her around then so that her legs were before him. He began to peal of her jeans and underwear to reveal her hairless smooth clam. He eat her there on the table. He licked and suck on her clit as she moaned in ecstasy. He slid his fingers in and up to her rough patch and stroke gently.
“Oh my god …. Fuck please… don’t stop.” She moaned.
He caressed her strong thighs. She was soaked and quivering ready for the taking but he was patient. He brought her close to orgasm and back a few times till she thought that she couldn’t take anymore and that’s when he stood suddenly and slid his fuck stick in her all the way. Kelly came so hard cuz of the sudden entry that her cum shot out of her onto him but she didn’t even notice. He placed her legs over his shoulders and began to pump away. The whole experience was just one big orgasm to her. And she loved it. In her ecstasy she pulled her sweater up over her tits for him to fondle, which he wasted no time in doing. Enjoying her huge jugs, bouncing all over as he rammed her.
“You can fuck me anytime, anywhere you want” she cried with her eyes closed and her mouth twisted in ecstasy. Her hands held his as he clutched her tits.
“Tell me the places you want me to fuck you and how you want me to fuck you” He asked her to see what she was made of.
Kelly was cleaver she knew what he wanted to here.
“I want you to fuck me in my dorm and in your car while I’m in my uniform. I want to suck your dick at the drive thru. I want you to dick me in front of the girls in my class. I want you to tie me up and have the camera on while you do it. I want to suck your dick while your friends watch our videos. I want you to fuck me while we watch videos of you fucking your girlfriend. I want to swallow your cum for money. I want you to fuck my tits right now”
He pulls out of her and climbs up on the table to place his rod between her hot tits. As she begins to fuck him with her tits she looks up at him and says “I’ll do anything you want for money….anything.”
He cums then as she tit fucks him, his load hitting her under the chin and pouring down here neck into her hair. She collects it with her hands and slides them all over her torso and strokes him with her jizz cover hands.
“I think you stand to make a lot of money” ….
Kate was drilling Sandra doggy style with her strap-on when Master entered her room. They where so busy fucking they never heard his calls. They froze and turned to look at him. Sandra smiled and said
“You were gone and I needed……”
“Good morning my loves. You both look so fucking hot right now don’t stop” He smiled at them as he opened the legs of the tripod and turned on the video camera that he had grab out of his bed room. “I’m going to sit and watch a bit before I join”.
Sandra began to pump herself on K’s strap-on. Kate had her by the hair and thumbed her in the ass. Sandra’s mouth was open as her eyes locked with his. “Fuck me harder” she begged. Kate gave her everything she had.
How beautiful a sight this was he thought, two perfect women fucking each other. Two perfect pairs of breast bouncing almost in harmony. The sound of two women fucking. He began to stroke himself after he found his place in the sofa chair in the corner of the room.
Sandra pulled herself off of K’s rod and stood before her. ”My turn” She said.
Kate removed the strap on and laid down on the bed ready for a fucking but Sandra had other plans. Sandra grabbed K’s hand and brought her before master.
“Clean it off before I fuck you with it” Sandra ordered. Kate complied, licking and sucking the strap-on clean.
Sandra ordered Kate to kneel before master, right at his lap. She did, still licking her toy. Sandra knelt behind her and reached for the strap-on, putting it on and slowly sliding its head between her lips. Kate moaned in pleasure as its length entered her. Sandra began to drill her, deep and slow, there tits bouncing in harmony
He stroked his rock hard shaft inches away from Kate’s face; he felt her hot breath on his sac. Sandra’s pace quickened as she knew Kate to be enjoying herself. Masters eyes were fixed to Sandra’s awesome breasts. He thought of the teenager he had just fucked that morning and of the drugged prom queen Lisa he had analized a few days before.
“Fuck her ass” is all he said and Sandra complied, sliding the rod out of Kate’s dripping clam and into her tight back door.
He watched as again there magnificent breasts began to sway tempting him to grab them. Just then Sandra reached forward and grabbed Kate by her hair and pulled her back, then grabbed her wrist to give her the “chariot”. Kate complied but with protest.
“Bitch” Kate grunted “fuck me hardier”
“Little cunt wants more” Sandra replied just as she gave an extra hard thrust.
Kate screamed in pain and ecstasy, her body twitching, convulsing as Sandra fucked her without mercy.
The sight of them fucking each other was unbelievable. He stood then. Kate leaned back, placing her head on Sandra’s shoulder so that there faces were next to each other.
“Give us your fuck sauce” Kate said
The three of them were astonished by the vulgarity of her comment, but by no means did he hold back.
His first gulp of cum landed square on Kate’s forehead, another on her chin. Then next gulp caught Sandra in the eye. She twitched but held her place, her mouth open and her tongue out. He took her invitation and forced his dick in all the way till her chin was on his balls. He moaned with pleasure as he continued to unload in her throat. He released her then and Sandra gagged a little as she slid him out of her mouth.
How marvelous they looked fucking each other with his jizz on there face. His cum now running of Kate’s forehead and into her eyes.
Kate’s hand slid to her clam and began to make tiny circles around her clit. Sandra fucked her hard now. It took about 30 seconds for Kate to climax. Her juices gushing down her legs.
The rest of the day was spent lazily on the couch the three of them together, watching movies or chatting. The phone rang that afternoon. Sandra answered it. She came into the living room with her hand over the receiver.
“It’s for you” she said to her master. “Its some guy who says his name is master black.”
He snapped to attention and ordered them both up stairs grabbing the phone from Sandra’s hands.
“Master Black” he said
“Master blue…your time has come, Next weekend at the farm house. I trust there will be no issues” Said the voice on the phone.
“Yes master Black”
The line went dead and he hung up the phone.

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The Lingerie Shop – Rens story.

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A Day in High School (male)

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Milf slave

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The Explosion Of Two Wet Pussies

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… tail spin

LEE walks into the hallway on his way to his room upstairs. He stops, finding his aunt in trouble.
Wtf aunty, look at you…, I love you, you know I do; don’t do this to yourself. God damn I wish you would quit this drinking aunty…FUCK!
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“Here…, let me help”. I move to help her and she flinches… pulling back from me… she can hardly keep herself from tipping over as she sits teetering diagonally on the stairs. ‘Damn, what am I going to do’?
Aunt Judy is mom’ older sister; she’s sitting side-ways on the stairs in a short skirt and wearing a vertically stripped blue and off white blouse… Her short grey skirt has a slit over one thigh… about 8 inches I am guessing; which shows off a lot of auntie’s leg.
Her charcoal hose are completely exposed on the one leg showing the black garter… Her hose have a pattern at the top… pretty…, even erotic I would say.
Her shoes:
One is completely off and is lying on its side at the bottom of the stairs, about three risers down. The other shoe has twisted off her heel; but is still partially on, covering her toes.
Aunty seems to be trying to get that shoe back. She is so fucked up there’s no chance of that happening. I watch her, my heart filled with sadness.
Her hands are uncoordinated; the left hand is holding her erect by bracing against the railing… Her right hand is trying to move hair out of her face but is failing miserably… The hair keeps falling back as if it to hide her face… My poor aunt… I love her. Damn I hate this shit!
I move to help her but she flinches again, giving a slight shriek…sort of a frightened shriek. I step back and look closer… her blouse is undone at least one button… showing her black bra and part of her right breast… My aunt has B cups at best; still, nice boobs for a middle aged woman…, no marks on her skin that I can see.
“Come on auntie… let me help you… It is Lee…, you know your favourite nephew”, I say softly.
[I squat so she can see my face better.]
I hear a door close. I move quickly down the hall to the family room where there are patio doors that open onto the rear deck. It is a couple of dozen steps to the family room and the same to the patio doors.
When I arrive at the patio doors I see Tom and Jeff running slowly away from the house, across the lawn…
Ok… got it… [I say to myself.]… They groped Auntie Judy. Their own aunt, for Christ’s sake… That would explain her freaking out. Drunk or not, women react to that scenario.
Getting back to my aunt I find her leaning precariously… I place a hand on her shoulder to keep her from falling and get that same startle reaction again… This time I push her back… I can’t have her falling down the stairs.
“It is me… LEE”! [Looking her straight in the eye]
Fuck…, is she polluted. Her eyes have an alcoholic haze to them. I doubt she can even see me…, or focus; or would know or remember who felt her up for that matter.
I try again and again to get her moving but she is unable to do so and unwilling to let me help her. Any touching gets ‘that’ reaction, her flinching. I stay close…, and yet, far enough off so she does not freak…
This house:
My parent’s home is a two and one half story house in the country… Dad inherited 1/3 of the farm from grandma when she passed…
MY mother’s parents had not done to badly either… Add up two inheritances split amongst the siblings and presto… lots of bucks…
Consequently, mom and dad build a 6 bedroom home, c/w dormers, a garage and hot house for dad’s green thumb. It has a huge farm-kitchen. Manicured lawns…, two decks and all the trappings a well to do family can have… along with a shit load of headaches… also attributable to the money…
Dad rents out one hundred and sixty acres to a neighbor, he gets a small amount in return. Mostly dad is just making sure the land is used properly. Old Svend is a good farmer and benefits from his deal with dad.
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This family:
My parents had only one child, yours truly… I am a Five Star member of AADAC…. I got into it at fifteen… My mother is a saint, she took control and by the time I was eighteen she had me back under control and living under her roof again…
Sometimes things happen and it is just plain dumb luck…, at least in my case…
Dad, Brent…, had a brother and a sister. Uncle Darren sold everything he inherited and moved away from family. WE lost track of him but have heard he is a doing ok in Oregon… Darren has one son, Tom. Tom lives with his mother in town. She was left high and dry when Darren fucked off.
Mom and dad helped her out and she is OK, as in comfortable.
Dad’s sister, Aunty Joanne, lives near but does not associated with us much. She lost her husband in a shooting many years back.
She has managed her inheritance well. She keeps away from us. Mostly I think because she does not want a bad apple like me near her children… one of whom is Jeff… WE see her at Xmas and some Thanksgivings.
Mom has one sister, Aunt Judy. Aunt Judy is ok but her husband, Ned…, what a fucking name… sounds like a horse… Suits him though…, he is a horse’s ass…
She tried to manage her money but Ned had to play the big wheel… You know the kind… New car, and not a cheap one.., new house…, and not a cheap one, and on, and on… partying…spend, spend, spend…
Aunt Judy, being a woman… tried to keep it together… Then one night the shit hit the fan.
I had been in AADAC for about 6 months and out of the slammer for a year… I did six months for petty theft, and damaging public property. Mom saved my ass.
Mom is a wonder, not her last name. Alice is her name… my cousins, Tom and Jeff; call her their Wonderful Aunt Alice… she loves it and them… Of course it carries on from there…
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The Party: (the night the shit hit fan)
It was winter, just over two years ago… Ned wanted a party and so there was a party at HIS house… Not Judy’s house but his. Dad was invited but did not want to go, almost everybody stayed away… except for some of Ned’s boozing buddies.
Things had gotten that way… and the money was going… so Aunt Judy had begun drinking a lot.
Late that night dad answers the phone. There had been two other couples there but they had left; Uncle Ned had been an A- one jerk. The call was to let dad and Alice, my mom and Judy’s sister, know that the party was getting out of hand and Judy was the only woman left, and she was very drunk. The caller, one of Ned’s more respectable friends said we’d better get over there, and fast.
Into the Jeep we jumped. Mom drove. Dad had run to my room asking me to get ready, he said there was trouble at JUDY’s and there were too many guys there for him to handle alone. We had to literally run after the Jeep; mom was on her way. Fucking Zena the Warrior Princess my mother when it comes to family…
It took us about ½ hour to get there. Dad convinced mom to let him go in first, and alone. I have got to give dad credit that guy can be persuasive.
So we get to Aunt Judy’s and dad heads inside; the drapes are drawn so we cannot see a thing. Mom and I were watching it seemed quiet:
“” CRASH ! “”
The door crashes and one of Ned’s friends comes running outside knocking the fucking storm door to pieces. Mom and I jump out of the Jeep and head towards the house; it is slippery so I am helping mom. She yells at me to get going and she will make it on her own.
“Don’t take any prisoners Lee… look out for your father”. I hear her yell at me. [Fucking mom man]
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The Brawl:
I come running into the house and there is dad and Uncle Ned duke-ing it out… men yelling and trying to break it up… Someone got a hold of dads arm and Uncle Ned caught him with a good one, dad went down…
I came sailing thru the house and kind of tackled uncle Ned with neither of us falling… we careened of the kitchen stove and the fight was on… Ned is bigger than me so I was in trouble…after a few seconds or so I heard mom yelling and screaming like I’ve never heard her before.
Ned pulled up to say something and I drove into him taking both of us through the handrail and onto the stairs and floor of the sunken room.
Ned hurt his ribs and I started pounding him. He defended himself but now I was fucking winning. A couple of his friends got me off of him, I was going crazy. Screaming and kicking at him, fighting to get free…
WE all turned our heads at that moment. We heard mom fucking freaking out; she was in a fight with Jason, one of Ned’s drinking buddies. He was ducking and trying to stay out of her way; mom was relentless. Jason fell over something taking down the drapes as he fell.
Cruisers outside, someone had to have called the cops.
That was no deterrent to my mother. She kept after him; kicking him when he was down… poor bastard grabbed the drapes and used them for protection…
“Allen…, keep Alice from killing Jason”… Ned said. [He laughed a bit.]
The other guy, the one who had me pinned up against the wall, kept me pinned. Ned walked up to me;
“Fucking drug addicted little prick”.
He elbowed me in the head. [I could feel my knees giving way but I managed to keep standing.]
Ned turned to go up the stairs; “Bring the little prick upstairs Marco”!
WE started up the stairs, my arms twisted behind my back. I could see the reflection of the emergency bars in the window. I wondered way the cops were not inside the house.
‘Oh’.., I thought; right, back-up… My family is getting the shit kicked out of it and the cops are waiting for fucking back up. Useless cock-suckers…
Dad was still on the floor unconscious, but stirring.
“Come on Alice, settle down honey”… I heard someone say…
[Probably Ned… He is the only one I know of who calls my mother ‘honey’] I think HE wants to fuck her. He might as well take a number. My mother is quite the number, and a beautiful one at that. Lots of men have tried to get her over the years but to no avail.
Mom heard this Allan guy moving towards her. She turned and flew at him picking up a small caste iron pan as she moved in his direction. She swung this little pan at him…he blocked it… both mom and this Allan dude yelled out in pain.
Fucking mom, she just kept after him. He finally got pissed enough to take swing at her. He caught her, grazing her shoulder. She swept his feet out from under him. [I did not even know mom knew this shit.] He grabbed her ankle and pulled her down on her ass… Mom kicked this Allan guy in the head… he lost it and went after mom…
I was still pinned and could do nothing while my mother was kicking and punching at Allan… [In hide sight it was quite the fight…. mom held her own. Fuck can she use her feet…]
I believe Allan is not the kind of man who hits women; I think he was just trying to stay the course until the cops showed. Useless fuckers!
In either case, when Allan lost it my mother, I am proud to say, held her own. When Allan was not freaking at her he took a beating from mom’s feet.
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The Cops show:
“ALICE. STOP”! Spoke the mighty Sgt. Wiley Moore, Mom’s friend.
Mom turned to see Wiley… She pointed in a direction I had not looked, all be it darkened…. My eyes took in the carnage… My Aunt Judy’s body, bare ass pointing sky-ward, legs spread, draped over the end of her sofa… Her crotch red from use…
I could see semen on the arm of her sofa between her legs, and on the floor below her. Her pussy was mostly closed but very red…
My aunts bum hole was open, bleeding, and leaking cum… [Now I understood what got mom going…]
I fucking freaked out, calling Ned every fucking thing under the Sun. I struggled to get free but Marco held me firm… my fucking arms were screaming at me in pain. I stomped on his foot… Marco yelled and slammed my head into the wall.
Wiley yelled at Marco to stop, and at Constable Johnson, a woman…, to secure the crime scene around my aunt…
I saw a blur to my right and saw Alice the Wonderful, lover of all things great and small; moving in my direction. Marco swung me putting myself between mom and him… Fucking jerk-off coward…
Sgt. Wiley was yelling at mom, Constable Johnson was positioned to keep the crime scene intact around my aunts exposed ass… another cop showed. A pig fest…
Mom went sailing by in a blur…, well mostly a blur. Marco yarded on me and we fell against the wall then to the floor. This brilliant move my Marco broke my wrist and separated my shoulder putting your hero out of action.
I yelled out in pain. But, out of the corner of my eye I see in Peckinpah-ian motion flashing steel, blood spurting thru the air… more than one voice yelling Alice over and over again…screaming….extremely load noises and then silence.
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A NOISE OR STIRRING BROUGHT ME BACK TO THE PRESENT; I see some motion and heard Aunty Judy.
My aunt is trying to get up and was about to fall on her noggin. Moving quickly I take old of her shoulder steadying her…
“Aunty…, it’s me, Lee… will you let me help you”!
Time for my Aunt:
“Lee”. She says; that was all I needed. Gathering her shoes and her purse which suddenly appears on the stairs… I pick up my Aunt.
[I am 22 now, bigger and stronger…, mom’ cooking helps]
At first she pushes at me… but is resting her head on my shoulder by mid- flight as I climb the stairs leading to the second floor and her room…
She pushes at me again as we pass the bathroom. I keep walking. She gets a little more agitated; the light goes on in my head and I wheel about taking her to the bathroom. That was pee not Lee you dummy, I think to myself.
I stand with my back against the wall and light switch, sliding up I turn on the bath-room lights.
Holding her firmly I set aunties feet on the floor and move the toilet seat. She cannot hold any longer and a shower of pee begins to run onto the floor. Turning auntie I slide her skirt up and sit her on the toilet seat, with her panties still on… Aunty Judy pee’s thru her panties into the toilet.
However we are a mess, her and I. My pants and socks are wet, even soaked… not to mention my hands. Aunty Judy’s skirt is wet, her panties…no comment needed there…her hose and garter, everything below her waist is wet.
I bend down and give her a little kiss on the cheek; “Ooops”!
Squatting in front of her I removed her hose, she did not protest one iota.
I notice aunties face; “I will look after you aunt, don’t worry”… [I know my aunt; she likes to be clean]
Standing I noticed the pee was making its way to the door and carpet in the hall. I tossed a towel in the Yellow rivers path.
I stood in front of her; dropping my drawers and taking off my wet socks; they too found their way to the pee dam.
Pushing my fore-arms under my aunt’s arm pits I managed, with some difficulty, to lift her off the toilet. It took me five minutes to take her skirt, garter and panties off while holding her up. She did stand mostly on her own though and she didn’t freak out, so I took that as a good sign.
I wrapped a large white towel around her bottom and carried her to the bedroom assigned to her by mom… perhaps assigned is the wrong word…she always slept in this room when staying with us, which was about once a week.
We even asked her to move in, but…, well she didn’t.
Using a couple of wash cloths and towels with some bar soap I got her cleaned up. In the process I removed her shirt and bra. I thought I might as well clean her up right so she could have a good night’s sleep. [I told this to myself, and I believed it]
Her bed was wet from my washing her so I moved aunty into my room. I could lock the door so she would be safe. I dressed her in a large ‘T shirt’; this ‘T shirt’ read, ‘GIRLS KICK ASS’…I thought it funny. I covered her bottom with boxer shorts; yellow and black with a large smiley on the front. She should get a chuckle in the morning when she woke up…
I am Catholic so I have a confession, I felt her up while I washed her. She was sleeping by then so no harm, no fowl. I love those little sayings; one can justify anything with them.
She is a bit barrel chested my aunt; her breasts are nice, real nice, B cup I guess with pretty nipples. So sexy when her nipples are erect and such a lovely feel to my lips. I kissed each beast lovingly, not missing a spot before I took her nipples into my mouth. It was wild sucking auntie’s nipples; feeling and watching them rise…pulling on her nipples with my teeth, gently of course. God what a rush!
I would tell her in the morning probably, she would appreciate that. My aunt may be a little mad, but more likely than not she will get a laugh out of it. Mom, Dad, Aunty Judy and I get along very well. Even Tom and Jeff fit in…, the little pricks, Alice in Wonderland’s nephews. The six of us have many meals together with no shortage of joviality at the table.
Aunt Judy;
Before I put the boxers on her I placed her on her tummy with a pillow under her to elevate her rear. I spread her legs and looked at her.
She has a world class ass on her, I can easily see that. My lovely aunt was raped because of that ass. I ogled her pussy, thighs and ass…
Aunt Judy is a woman with some hair between her legs… not a lot, but a fine covering. She is a strong woman so her thighs look big; they are firm, no veins, some muscle definition.
Her cheeks are big enough to give her a nice well to her bum hole, those cheeks are very firm. I kissed each cheek to show my appreciation. Actually I kissed her cheeks a lot to show a lot of appreciation.
I spread her cheeks to look at her bum-hole… I could see were the Doctors had cut to repair her… I must have spent ten minutes just looking at her bum, tracing a path with my fingers about her bum and that well her cheeks create. I touched auntie’s bum-hole a lot. Gently and lovingly, I am no rapist and I remember how angry I was at the time of her rape.
I could see how with a little lubricant one could enjoy her back door. I mean with that tight hole and the well created by her bum cheeks providing so much surface to rub against… My aunt could be the best bum-fuck any man could wish for…, passed out drunk or not… I thought, and with men’s propensity to do wrong by woman…this shit happens.
I chastised myself for what I was thinking.
I suffered a moment of sanity, and pulled those cute boxers over auntie’s bum, tucking her into bed for a good night-s sleep. I could be forgiven many things but bum-fucking Aunty Judy was not one of them. I remember mom’s feet from two years ago; I do not want to be on the business end of those feet.
Who says a stiff cock has no conscious? [I smile as I think how this clean and sober I live has me philosophizing.] But I’m taking no chances; I’ll sleep in the chair in my room. No sense tempting fate; I tell myself.
I did hear a door or two closing but I did not investigate… someone using the facilities I assumed.
SO! … I sit in my chair in the eerie glow of the night lights; looking…, no…, ‘leering’ at the rise auntie’s hip makes as she lay’s on her side sleeping. The gentle movement of the covers caused by her breathing congers up thoughts in my mind… and that is making me hard…again!
Ohhhh! My lusting soul doth appreciate the shape of a woman!
I sat in the chair looking at Aunty Judy. The thoughts running thru my mind brought back that night at Aunt Judy and Uncle Ned’s, and mom’s Warrior Princess Action. That mother of mine, I thought, and those feet of hers. My lust began to wane.
I will always remember mom’s face that night when Aunt Judy was raped. In the briefest of moments as she ran by I saw the face of a woman twisted by pure hatred.
What really got me…and I mean really-really got to me, and haunts me even to this day, were her eyes:
NO SPARKLE – NO LIFE IN THEM – AS IF AN EEERY PRESENCE WAS WITHIN, AND BLACK AS EBONY, IN A WORD;
… – EVIL – … !
I have no doubt that-that night, for a moment anyways, the Devil was disguised as my mother. If the cops, including mom’ friend Sgt. Wiley, had not been there; Uncle Ned would have been dispatched to HELL by my mother, and rightly so. Just the thought of mom’s face brings a chill.
IN my moralizing I’d told myself many things, all truthful; and yet it didn’t do much good. I found myself standing at the foot of the bed, bedroom lights on; looking at my aunt. What’s the harm I said pulling the bedding off her and ogling her shape.
Her legs are excellent for a forty something woman. I could see past the shorts I’d put on her and there before my wandering eye I could see most of her pussy and some of her ass. Auntie’s feet were lying off to one side and slightly out of alignment as she slept.
Even though I had washed her, even though I had felt her, even though… Almost every man knows and most men have felt the power… the urge that comes when looking at an unconscious woman. It’s intoxicating. It’s overpowering. It’s innate’!
There was ‘that’ something wildly erotic about looking at my aunt as she slept. Perhaps knowing she was helpless to stop me from having her left me craving her so badly. God I ached!
Slowly, and against all common sense, I began pulling those shorts off her. Exposing Aunty Judy’s ass…God she looked delicious. I moved her about getting a pillow under her hips elevating her ass…just the way I liked it…I spread her legs farther than I had done before…yielding a view that nearly knocked me over.
I kept my shorts on telling myself I was just going to look at her, and maybe kiss her a little, and maybe lick her a little, and maybe nibble at her, and…
I watched my cock enter aunty…God she felt tight at first. Such a sweet pussy my aunt has. I moved in her slowly, enjoying the snugness of her. I felt aunty move, even though it was only slightly. I kept slow fucking aunty, my beautiful aunty. My beautiful aunt moaned and shuddered. I hoped she’d had an orgasm but how was I to know. I kept fucking her and upped my pace. I kept it under control as I did not want the bed rocking too much.
I was really enjoying fucking aunty when for no apparent reason an image of my mother sleeping popped into my head. The similarity of mom and aunties hips under the covers was uncanny. God I thought, I wonder if aunties and mom’s bodies are similar. I looked down at auntie’s body and thought of mom…I could just as easily be fucking mom I thought, this idea moved thru my mind like folk lightening…, igniting all my synapses. It grabbed onto me like a vice. My mind went into a skid, metaphorically…
I got so fucking hot I couldn’t stop; I never cam- so hard in my life. I was surprised nobody came to the door…did I ever rock Aunt Judy or what, man what a fuck!
During the night auntie got up to pee; she punched me when she came back to bed, waking me up from what was a sexy dream. ‘’Did you enjoy it Lee’’, she said.
‘’Yes, I answered…it was fucking great auntie’’!
‘’You come over later this week and fuck me while I am awake Lee. It’s been a long time since I had a good fucking’’. There was a lengthy pause, and then she kissed me.
My aunt and I snuggled together whispering for some time. I began to play with her tit at some point and she eventually started working my cock. It couldn’t have been more than half an hour but it seemed Aunt Judy was getting horny…her beautiful nipples were very hard.
“Lee, why wait for another time, lets fuck right know…I am getting pretty horny sweetie”.
Not one single syllable was exchanged after that. It took us mere seconds to move about and couple. She wanted to be on the bottom…God she felt good.
I started slow fucking Aunt Judy hoping to make her cum-. She moved her thighs up squeezing me between them. Aunty adjusted our position and took me in as deep as I could go.
She cradled me, holding me in place with her strong legs. Aunty Judy fucked me. Slow grinding hip movements…using her vaginal to pull on my cock. It was so sexy, so comfortable; I never had sex like this before and aunty was fantastic. I did almost nothing as she took us both to orgasm.
“Oooooh…, oh my God aunty, that’s the best I ever had”. She kissed me, a sweet sexy kiss. My God what a woman I thought.
“Aunty, can we do this again sometime”?
“You betcha Lee, I hope we do it a lot. You are my dream come true Lee”.
WE lay together for awhile:
“I’m going to sleep downstairs in the den aunty, save us from moms’ feet”. She never answered, my lovely aunt was asleep. I kissed her nose and snuck out of the room.
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EARLIER- ACROSS the upstairs hall from where Lee was looking after his aunt, some forty feet away;
“See, I told ya…, Lee would look after Aunt Judy”… Tom says to Jeff.
“Ya… Lee is a good guy”, Jeff says and winks…
Tom and Jeff had walked quietly thru this huge home, they’d been here many-many times over the years and knew the floor plan down to the dust bunnies.
Tom and Jeff took the stairs two steps at a time. Entering Aunty Alice’s bedroom; “Just as I suspected, Uncle Brent is sleeping downstairs…he likes the cool-ness of that basement bedroom”. Jeff whispers to Tom.
“Leaving Aunty Alice to us”, Tom replies… Jeff gives thumbs up to his cousin.
[Neither lad is worried about her hearing them… Tom had slipped a powerful tranquilizer into her milk while she was hugging Jeff good night.]
“I do not feel right about this”, Tom says… ”I mean fuck man, this is Alice in Wonderland here… She means more for me than anyone else on Earth…, including my mom…, anyone”.
“I hear ya man. Fuck… Maybe we shouldn’t do this… how am I ever going to look her in the face if we do this man”?
Tom and Jeff looked at one another then Aunt Alice… Jeff walks quietly to her bedside.
“I love you aunty, I am sorry I snuck into your room tonight”… [Jeff kisses his aunt on her cheek.]
Tom follows suite.
“God she smells nice…, eh Jeff”…
“Ya… Let’s go before we change our minds… fuck she is gorgeous for an old babe eh”…
“Ya… Isn’t she though”…
Jeff places a hand on Alice’s hip as she sleeps.
“Unhh, my God she is intoxicating Tom”
Tom places his hand on Alice’s hip…moving it along her thigh, gently squeezing her upper leg, all be it thru the covers.
“Ya…she is…let’s go Jeff”.
Tom and Jeff quietly leave their aunt’s room, and soon exit this mansion of a house.
“We could have stayed the night you know”. Jeff says.
“I know, lets walk home”, I feel great.
“Me too”…Jeff replies.
Tom and Jeff amble across the lawn talking about their aunt… eventually they are off the property and walking towards town. It is nearly 2am and a clear night… In the country on a clear night the stars light things up pretty good. Tom and Jeff walk along the old road towards home, they will be home by day break.
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Alice stood at her window watching her nephews walk off into the night. She wanted to call out to them to stay the night… But, that was just not possible with what had just happened in her bedroom.
‘I thought the milk was sour’, she remarked to herself. Alice had not drunk much of it… the boys would not know this as they had left while she was sipping it.
— ‘RASCALS’, Alice thought to herself.
Alice crawls back into bed…, smiling.
— ‘ALICE IN WONDERLAND’—
Curling up Alice thinks about her nephews. She loves the way they are… Alice was proud of her nephews… their actions. They had decided not to rape her in her sleep… At first she thought it was Brent coming to bed… what a wonderful surprise she thought… my nephews.
Alice’s body had been making demands on her that she had always been able to satisfy with Brent until these past 6 months… The changes her body was going through were driving her crazy… her two fantastic nephews may have just solved her dilemma…, and she theirs…perhaps, she thought.
‘I have to mull this over’, Alice told herself.
She would have them over for lunch on Saturday. Both Brent and Lee would be working. Alice made herself comfortable under her blankets…satisfied that her two nephews could help her through her mid-life changes…
—- At the age of 41 Alice’s body was in turmoil.
She recalled the lyrics from Jefferson Airplane’s WHITE RABBIT…, or at least the last part;
When logic and proportion
Have fallen sloppy dead
And the White Knight is talking backwards
And the Red Queen’s “off with her head!”
Remember what the dormouse said;
“Keep YOUR HEAD
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Keep your head “
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— The story continues:
“Shhh… aunties asleep”… [Tom and Jeff exchange a smile.]
Tom and Jeff tip toe into Alice’s room.
“She sure is a beautiful woman Jeff. I have always loved her dark brown hair… It glistens. Must be her natural oils… maybe her shampoo”…? [Whispering…]
“I know what you mean Tom, I love her too”! [They look at one another… smiles are exchanged.]
“Do you think she will wake”? Tom whispers.
“Na… She is pretty well intoxicated… If that was not enough, I gave her a tranquilizer… We should be ok if we are gentle with her…” Jeff replies.
They move to opposite sides to the bed… taking the covers… together they uncover their aunt Alice. Their eyes meet;
“Jeez Tom”,
“I know. I never expected that either… My God isn’t she beautiful”…
“Ya… fucking HOT for any age”… [They gaze at their aunt’s naked body.]
“Carefully now, let’s move her into position”. [Tom and Jeff slowly, and with the utmost care move their aunt so she lays cross-ways on her bed.]
……Alice does not waken… Tom and Jeff look at their aunt; “Jeez Tom, aunty has beautiful skin… I do not see any blemishes”.
“I love her nipples”.
Jeff leans over and kisses aunty on her nose;
“Thank you aunty; my…, our Wonderful Aunt Alice… That nickname sure applies eh Tom”?
“Does it ever”, Tom replies…
“Come over here Tom… [Tom walks quietly around the bed until he stands beside her head…] I love her bush… that soft curl… and her bone man… it really sticks out…
“I know… her pussy lips are nice to eh… they stick out too…”
“Ya know Jeff; let’s shave her… with a Hitler like moustache”.
“Ya, good idea Tom… With her lips and pubic bone prominent, auntie’s pussy will look like the prow of a ship”.
Alice pushes herself up on her elbow and hops off the bed turning to look at her nephews;
“What the hell, this is supposed to be a fantasy rape, not SNL… [She looks down at herself.] The prow of a ship yet”!
Tom and Jeff burst out laughing…
“WE love ya aunt, you know that”.
“Uh huh…, this-mid-life stuff has got me in a tail spin. I am horny all the time it seems… Funny as you are Thomas and Jeffrey… [Pause]… I thought we had made an arrangement. This is hard enough as it is for me without you two making fun of your old aunt”.
Alice walks to her closet and quickly puts her house coat on; a bit miffed at her nephews…Alice ties the belt on her robe.
ALICE turns – – suddenly her feet leave the carpet. [Gasp] Her heart soars. She feels weak as the energy drains from her body. These two young men, one on each side of her, had lifted her off her feet and are carry-ing her across the room to her bed. Alice felt a tingle run through her body.
Alice’s nephews carry their beloved aunt to her bed… lying her down crosswise. Gently, Tom and Jeff began the invasion of Wonderland.
The two bring their hands up to either side of their heads, wiggling their fingers and making a spooking sound followed by a deep roguish laugh…they pounce on their lovely aunt…Alice squeals with delight as she is attacked.
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AFTER-GLOW, Alice in bed:
Alice turns on to her side; curling up in her bed. Covers, sheets and pillow casings all fresh… she had made a mess of the other bed-clothes… the boys had changed her bedding. Alice could not remember ever squirting before… If she had, certainly not that much…
Alice rolled onto her back…, smiling as she recalled her nephew’s talking. She had listened to them as they walked away from the house. Alice had been standing by the open window; her nephews liked to use the lawn for a shortcut going home.
Alice could not remember ever receiving such glowing compliments in her life, and Alice could honestly say she had been complimented allot over the years.
Yes, Alice knew she was an attractive woman but she never let that go to her head. My God, what those boys did to her… she never…
Alice was wiped… She bunched up the bed sheets and squeezed them to her chest, letting out a little squeal. Alice was a changed woman, of that there was no doubt.
She loved her nephews, there was no doubt there either. They worked well together she thought. Tom on her left, Jeff on her right, or was it the other way round, no matter.
… Alice’s breasts getting sucked and kissed, bitten and pinched… Those boys she mused…they held her…doing what they wanted to her. She was sure pissed at them when they tied her arms and hands…’brats’… she had thought.
She liked it when they kissed her though, telling her how much they loved her, blowing on her nipples…blowing in her ears, kissing her face and neck, both boy’s in unison symmetrically. God that felt good.
ALICE thought back to the way the boys divided up her body. They placed two quarter’s on her, one on each nipple. Then they flicked their respective fingers at her breasts making them bounce launching the coins, playing heads or tails.
THE language they used… OH that made her angry. She could not remember who said what, but she went ballistic.
– – – BRATS !
“Heads fucks the bitch in the mouth, tails fucks her cunt”!
She tried kicking them off her. She tried getting her hands loose, no such luck. The two boys were sitting on her legs; definitely her most dangerous weapons. She was so mad she missed them grinning like Cheshire cats.
When she finally noticed them grinning they laughed at her… Teasing their aunt like that…BRATS!
TOM won heads. She laid there while Jeff covered her eyes…she did not understand but she was ok with it…Then he pinched he nose… Ok she had thought no big deal also… But when the gag was pushed into her open mouth she struggled, and again to no avail.
Soon Tom was sitting on her chest slipping his sweet teenage cock into her mouth thru the hole in the gag…she’d never even seen one of those before. Alice had no control and this did not sit well with her but she persevered…fantasy rape and all.
Alice looked up at her handsome nephew and saw his reaction to fucking her in the mouth…he was rapt. Alice’s mood changed; she was please to provide this lovely young man with so much pleasure.
Tom was getting more and more energetic; Alice knew he was going to cum. She hoped she could handle it all and swallow every drop…she wanted to taste him…God she felt naughty.
Suddenly Tom pulled out and got off her;
“Your turn man, I cannot handle it…she is so fucking hot Jeff. God she is something isn’t she”?
“Yeah… [Pause], she is. I doubt if I will ever find a woman this beautiful, or even close”.
Jeff got in place and slipped his cock thru the gag into Alice’s mouth. Jeff’s cock was a little smaller than Tom’s but was just as delicious Alice thought. Jeff had more pubic hair than Tom she noted.
Alice’s sex drive began to reappear. Alice could feel herself start sucking at Jeff’s cock…gag and all.
This was her second cock in five minutes and the third one to get near her mouth in her life, her husband owned the other one. She looked up at Jeff and she felt nothing but love for her nephew. God he was handsome she thought.
Jeff pulled himself from Alice’s mouth;
“Fuck man, I get it now…I cannot handled it either…God dam she is so fucking hot…I actually do want to rape her Tom”.
Jeff brought his face close to Alice’s;
“God damn aunty, you are so fucking beautiful”…
Jeff pulled back from Alice.
“Look at her nipples Tom, they are so hard…fuck they are fucking fantastic”.
“I know, I want to take one home with me, you could take the other one”.
“Wouldn’t that be something”, Jeff said, “to have auntie’s tits to play with every night”.
[Pause]
“Tom”?
“Yeah, what Jeff”?
“Let’s kidnap her…ya know for real…Take her to the cave. WE could fuck her and fuck her and fuck her until we all die from malnutrition”.
Tom smiled at Jeff;
“Sounds like a plan Jeff, what do you think aunty”?
Alice lay there unable to answer. She nodded in the affirmative. They both laughed and started to move about getting ready for the next installment of this fantasy rape.
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Alice squeezed the covers tightly, remembering the thought she’d had; “Nothing could be better than being with her two nephews”, what a-way to end one’s life she had thought. She was sure she could explain it to God, or at least she hoped she could.
Alice shifted about in her bed; soon her mind was back with her nephews and sex.
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“Let’s take the gag off”, Tom said. Jeff moved to his aunts head and in mere seconds the gag was off.
“There ya go aunty”, [Pause.] …”Oh fuck, look at her face Tom, the gag left marks on her…”
Both boys attention moved to their auntie’s head, they touched her were the gag had left marks. They gently rubbed her face and kissed her cheeks. Tom and Jeff were so upset with the marks they untied their lovely aunt without thinking.
Alice for her part was happy to have her hands back as they had begun to feel numb. Plus she wanted to hold her nephews, no matter what they did to her.
After a few minutes the marks on Alice’s face started to disappear and the boys began to relax…, a little anyways. They stood looking at their aunt, not moving.
Alice could see that they had lost their impetus;
“It’s ok”, she said, smiling…, “I won’t stop you no matter what you do to me. I want to hug you both though when you are fucking me”. [Alice could not believe she had used the – ‘f’ word.]
No sooner said than Alice’s nephews each grabbed an ankle pulling her about on the bed so her ass was near the edge. Her legs were held up and open.
Their heads disappeared between her legs. They looked like to Tarsier’s. [Big eyed animal…]
Alice nearly laughed, but the feeling of her nephews tasting her inner thighs, alternating between nibbling and licking her was euphoric. Alice was lost in the sensation of these two you men between her legs.
Alice barely had enough control to take hold of her legs, holding them up in a ‘V’ spread as they were for the boys… Their heads popped up when she did this with eyes so big…only to dive in again eating their beloved aunt. The constant dialog from her nephews was so flattering that Alice’s emotions took her past the point of control. She could not stop her on coming orgasm.
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ALICE remembered feeling let down after she cam- . She so wanted to hold on until her nephews were actually inside her.
The boy’s must have picked-up on something because their heads popped up with wondrous eyes looking at her. Their handsome faces covered with her juice.
Alice must have looked equally surprised though, her nephew’s faces were wet. Alice could honestly say she had no recollection of squirting, her orgasm was that intense.
Alice snuggled in her bed again pulling the covers up over her nose so that only her eyes and the top of her head were exposed.
Alice took a moment…, then…reflecting:
It was Jeff, the quiet one, who broke the silence: “You ok aunty”, he asked?
“Yes, yes I am fine. That was something else. [Pause] That was one of the best if not ‘THE’ best orgasm I ever had. I think I blacked-out for a moment or two”.
Alice watched both her nephews rise up looking at her, their hair, shirts and faces covered with her juice. What really stood-out were those beaming faces that looked back at her. Both Tom and Jeff were so very, very, proud of what they had done for their old aunty.
“I guess that is that boys. Too bad”, she said, “I was hoping to cum while you were inside of me”.
It was Thomas this time who responded;
“No self respecting rapist would walk away without fucking his victim… now would he aunty”?
“No, I guess not. I don’t know if I can cum again though”, Alice said. “But I want both of you to enjoy yourselves…ok”!
“Yes ma-am”. They said together.
THE FUCKING;
OH the fucking. Alice giggled at the sound of her swearing…, Alice never swore, at least not until today. Tom was first; he’d won the coin toss, or lost it, depending on your perspective.
Tom moved Alice back some on the bed. He moved his knees outward spreading his legs taking his lower body weight on his knees. Spreading Alice’ legs, holding them open and slightly elevated using his thighs. Tom took his upper body weight on his hands. This allowed him to look down when entered her. He positioned himself and took his precious aunt in one thrust, balls deep.
Alice gasped and jumped, not from any pain but from the feeling. This was her first cock other than her husband’s and she was surprised by the feeling, it felt good…very good.
Tom was about Alice’ husband’s size but he was so hard, much harder than her husband; Alice loved it.
Tom fucked Alice straight in and out; back and forth…pistoning in and out of her in a deliberate fashion.
She knew he was not going to last long.
The more excited Tom got the quicker he moved in her. Soon he was fucking hard and fast; “What an unbelievable woman,” Tom said, and said, over and over and over as he praised his aunt…
“Oh God, Oh God”, I can’t stop it…unleashing shot after shot into her.
Tom knew he had finished too quickly for her but the feeling of her was fucking amazing;
“To fuck a woman, any woman who looks as good as you aunty is an unmatchable gift.
[Pause]
Sorry aunty!”…He exclaimed, “I could not help it.”
Alice slipped her arms from around Tom’s neck;
“That’s ok baby you enjoyed yourself.” She said.
There was little or no movement for a minute or so then Jeff moved toward his aunt.
“You don’t have to Jeff,” Alice said… “I’ll give you a blow job if you’d prefer.”
“Are you kidding aunty,” Jeff replied. “I am going to fuck you until you cum. The next time we do this I want to bum fuck you aunty.” [A brief pause…] “How does that sound to you Miss Wonderland…?” [Jeff winked at Alice…]
Sometimes Jeff surprised Alice and this was one of those times. Jeff was usually the quieter of her two special nephews. Alice smiled at her nephew;
Alice was fairly certain she would not cum. She was getting tired, had already had an explosive orgasm less than half an hour ago, and Tom had just speed fucked her; she believed that was the term used these days. AND— she was not feeling very sensitive down there. All of the above gave her confidence in agreeing to a deal with Jeff.
“Jeff, whether I cum or not Jeff, enjoy yourself. Your old aunt insists.”
“Ok aunty,” Jeff answered. [He winked at her again, this time with a beautiful smile]
Suddenly Alice was a little worried. What if she did cum- ? She did not want to have anal sex with anyone, even her special nephews. His confidence caught her off guard. What did he have in mind?
Jeff approached Alice, rising above her he rubbed against her for a couple of minutes. Alice lay there offering some movement.
“A beautiful, beautiful caring woman,” Jeff said. Jeff continued by saying he did not mind sloppy seconds, after all this was Aunt Alice. There must be a thousand men in town who would give years off the lives to get her.
But in fact sloppy seconds fit Tom and Jeff’s plan for the Goddess known as Alice. “We love you…Tom and I have cooked up a special treat for you”…
– – – -“Turn over aunty”, Jeff asked Alice.
Alice turned over with hesitation. Jeff raised her hips slipping a pillow under them; some adjustments were made to Alice’ position… Her bum was elevated further using two pillows to accommodate what was coming; “Aunty, aunty, aunty, oh my, you are exceptional.”
– – – – Jeff paused: “Un-fucking believable actually”.
Jeff kissed Alice’s cheeks…He loved her ass. He placed his cock in her crack and slid it back and forth…sliding it deeper and deeper along her crack…
“Ohhhh, what a feeling…my God you are built. Oh Fuck!”
Both men smiled as Alice’s head snapped to attention as she felt Jeff’s cock touch her anus.
“NO, aunty, I’m not going there…but does it ever feel fantastic.”
Tom leaned forward whispering in her ear;
“Jeff and I know what we want for Christmas, oh special, lovely, wonderful Aunt Alice”!
“You brats” … She answered.
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ALICE alone in her bed:
Alice rolled over in her bed and clutched a pillow, hugging it. She was getting very sleepy and knew she would be asleep soon. But before she did she wanted to relive the memory of her orgasms’.
Alice smiled to herself; Brats she thought. That Jeffery, what a scoundrel he is. Still, she thought, what a beautiful young man to love his old aunt like that. My God Alice thought; the inventiveness and love those boys showed her. Alice felt a tingle run through-out her body.
Jeff had told her he had on a special condom that wound vibe in her, or something, she remembered. What she hadn’t counted on was it feeling so good.
It felt a little weird when Jeff pushed into her. He started to move in her gently until Alice became comfortable with it.
Tom opened her mouth and pushed his cock into it, he slowly face fucked her; a first for Alice…
She’d given her husband many a BJ but Brent had never face fucked her; it was different than she thought it would be. She liked it!
Tom has a very nice cock Alice mused; she really liked Tom’s cock. Alice wanted Tom to cum in her mouth, she wanted to taste him.
She felt herself getting turned on as the boys made love to her. Alice tried to keep herself under control as she remembered her deal with the boys. That damn vibrating thing Jeff was wearing was getting to her…she could not stop herself.
Soon Alice was sucking Tom’s cock hard and begging him to cum in her mouth. Her ass was bouncing about like she could never remember it doing, my God it felt good.
Alice giggled as she remembered her language; “Oh fuck me, oh fuck me, oh please Jeff fuck me…
Alice nearly blacked out her first ‘O’, as she liked to refer to them. The second one was almost as good…the third one was a little more subdued.
Just before Alice’ second ‘O’ Tom cam- in her mouth, did he every taste good.
She would never look at him, either of them the same way again she thought. Alice could sense sleep coming, an edge of darkness closing in around her…she moved slightly in her clean bedding…
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Brent looked in on his wife after work; he was on the late shift these days. He smiled at the look on her face as she slept. He kissed Alice tenderly on her forehead; “Sweet dreams honey”!
What a lovely smile Brent thought as he left her bedside.

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A Slight Bulge Ch 1

A Slight Bulge
Chapter 1
Going to one of my local pubs one afternoon after work, getting my pint and sagging into one of the very comfortable couches the pub provided, I gazed round the pub. It was unusual for the area of London it was in, being a pub mainly of ordinary working people, retirees, young, middle aged and with an unusual mix of men and women. It was not dominated by men intent on getting loud and drunk to impress.
The pub has a long interior with plenty of places to sit and it was fairly crowded that afternoon. I glanced round as usual scanning everybody. My eye fastened on one woman sitting at a table facing the silent TV that gave all the details on the lower part of the screen, thereby ensuring the pub’s policy of it being a place for people to actually talk as opposed to being overwhelmed by music or TV. She was idly watching the screen whilst sipping a large white wine. She was sitting on a high chair matched by a similarly high table. At right angles to me I had a sideways view of her from where I sat slightly to her right. This enabled me to see her face as well as take in her body. I was sitting below her on the sofa about 10 feet away. I had an unimpeded view of her. She quickly scanned me and went back to viewing the silent TV.
What did I first notice about her which drew my increasingly avid attention? Because I had a sideways view of her the first thing I noticed was her bra. Wearing a semi transparent light cream blouse revealed easily the outline of her bra. It was the strap folding round her body holding her full breasts that struck me. The tightness of the bra on her grabbed my attention. From where I sat I viewed a strap at least two inches in depth at the side that did the job for which they were made. She obviously needed such a bra to support such a load. However the bra was quite tight. The effect was to create a slight bulge above and below the strap where it met her back and side.
My eyes were drawn to that bulge. Was the bra just a touch on the tight side for her? A glance at her front revealed her breasts well supported. The blouse was front buttoned up to her neck but because of its diaphanous nature the effect was very arousing and revealing, though at the front her blouse was patterned making it less transparent. I was completely taken by the bulge. I couldn’t fathom why but it stirred me below.
Below the raised table I gazed at a black skirt tight against crossed legs. What appeared to be stockings, emphasised firm calves and mid-high heels in black. I was taken by this view unimpeded by other drinkers and as I was sitting below her giving me easy access to my eye. She was deeply arousing.
She glanced round the pub again, suddenly conscious at some level that she was under observation. Without giving me eye contact she clocked that I was scanning her. Her attention went to the silent TV again. A moment later she recrossed her legs so that her leg furthest from me she placed across her leg. This gave me a better view of the creased thigh and stocking tops. I had a glimpse of white flesh confirming the stockings. She continued watching the TV.
Another quick scan of where my eyes were. This time I did not divert away from where I was gazing. Eyes back to TV. But a very slight smile on her face and a further sip of wine. My eyes back to that bulge. Another scan. TV and more of a smile.
I am completely stiff and glad that my pants can contain it.
I am aware now that I am the subject of inspection. I do not make eye contact. Am aware that eyes are all over me. I make a decision. In the couch I widen my legs at my knees giving a message that could be ambiguous or not. I am the one glancing sideways at the TV now.
I look up and catch her looking between my thighs at my crotch. She quickly moves focus to my eyes and then away again to the TV.
We have a connection. What to do with it? She picks up her glass with her left hand. A wedding ring is revealed. So, that had never put me off.
I needed more encouragement in order not to be seen to be pushy.
This pattern of erratic glances continued for about ten minutes. Neither of us had lost interest. She then sank back the remainder of the glass as had I. I took the chance.
Getting up and moving to the bar via her, I got her attention by my sudden movement, smiled and asked if she would like a further glass. She responded and agreed and gave me her requested wine.
At the bar I was internally shaking and raising my adrenaline level as I gave the order. The time it took felt interminable – but a minute, as no one else was waiting.
Returning she thanked me smiling. I asked if she would like to join me if she was not accompanied. Confirming my suggestion, I asked if she would like to join me on the couch or for me to join her. She seemed pleased to join me on the couch. I sat on her left quite close but giving her space too. We quickly conversed and made easy connection. We soon established that we were regulars; she had seen me there before with a woman. I had not seen her before. Her husband usually accompanied her and they tended to sit at the back of the bar in a separate room. He was away working and this was the first time for her on her own. How did she feel about that? Some trepidation but so far so good. Why the trepidation? I didn’t know how I would feel. And now?
“Well, if I’m frank, I didn’t think I would attract any attention, but I have seemed to.”
“And do you like attracting attention?”
“I’m not sure.”
“Can you say?”
“Well if I’m honest I’m not sure of your motives.”
“What do you think are my motives?”
“This is getting a bit embarrassing.”
“Do you want me to change the subject or sit elsewhere?”
“Oh no. It’s just that I noticed how you were looking at me or rather where you were looking at me.”
Without asking her to specify, I asked her, “Did you like where I looked at you?” She blushed at that.
“I think so.”
“Good.” Pausing, I then responded, “So what do you think are my motives?”
“You may possibly be attracted to me.”
“And so?”
“I’m very flattered.”
“Good, cos I am.” It was my turn to blush a little.
We smiled at each other going quiet after that rather intense interaction.
“Would you like me to say what I found attractive about you?”
Warming to me, “Yes I would like that.”
I then conveyed to her how my eyes scanned the pub clientele and how I found myself focusing on her. I recalled how I felt in a good position to be able to look at her and how I liked what I saw. I knew I had to tread with care so as not to offend as she was no spring lamb but was mature in years, say 50. Sitting sideways to me I said how delicious she looked in that blouse, that being semi transparent was very appealing. Then I grasped the nettle and told her what had got to me. I had nothing to lose.
“Actually it was your bra that attracted my attention.
“Oh dear, the fact they are so large eh?”
“Well no.” Then I explained how the bra at her side under her arm swelled slightly above and below the strap. She was silent and looked away from me then, “You found my strap against me attractive then?”
“Very.”
“Not fat?”
“Not at all. You have a very slight plumpness that I find very appealing. I think you are lovely and dare I say it, very sexy looking.”
She blushed but smiled, looking even more attractive and sexual to me.
“I admire your forthrightness even if it does take me aback.”
“Can I be even more forthright then?”
“Sure.”
“I just love stockings.”
“You are observant.”
“It wasn’t difficult when you were sitting over there. You like wearing them?”
“Yes.”
“Why?”
“That’s personal. But if you must know I find them healthier. And, and, I, err know they are a turn on.”
“They certainly are and they are for me right now.”
“Would you like another beer? I think it’s my turn.”
She rose to get the drinks, walking to the bar and affording me a lovely view of her rear. The skirt emphasised her hips and the cheeks of her arse which were quite pronounced as her skirt tucked back under meeting her thighs.
On her return she smiled as I took her in enjoying her shape. As she got near me I could make out her suspenders doing the job of gartering her stockings. Stiff making. I was relieved I was stationary.
“I’m Denise by the way.”
“Ian.”
“So were you hoping to get attention when you came here?”
“I hadn’t thought that through.”
“And now?”
“I guess so.”
“Well I didn’t expect to do so, but I’m pleased it’s happened.”
We continued in mutual warmth and increasingly relaxed with each other through our drinks. I had three pints which is usually enough on an empty stomach. I started wondering how to continue this play we were engaging in, when she said, “That’s enough for me” when I asked her if she wanted another.
“I like you Ian but wonder where we go from here.”
“Mutual on my part Denise. I know I would like to see more of you,” ambiguity virtually shouting itself.
“What are you doing for food?”
“I hadn’t thought that through.”
“I could rustle up something.”
“Really, that would be great.”
“I’m not far from here.”
“Taxi on me?”
“Fine.”
We left the pub and I hailed a taxi immediately. Denise gave her address. We stopped at a block of flats and ascended the lift to the 3rd floor. We had not spoken much once out of the taxi but walked a little uncomfortably to the lift, where we were very conscious of each other’s presence. We were not touching in anyway and I wondered if we had gone cold on each other. I had become rather shy. I couldn’t determine where she was coming from. Once inside, she flung off her coat and asked if I would like a drink whilst she put some food together. I announced I wasn’t in a hurry. She visibly relaxed and went into the kitchen bringing back a bottle of red wine suggesting I open it if I was fine with red.
As I opened it she collapsed on the couch with one arm over the armrest and her still heeled feet on a small stool. I poured the wine and sat on the couch next to her, facing her, enjoying her in her relaxed state which I put down to the wine she had in the pub as well as being in familiar surroundings.
We established we were both married, had two children each, mine still at home, hers left the nest. Pause.
“So who is the woman in the pub I’ve seen you with a few times then?”
“My mother.”
“Really? She looked in good shape. She looked more like a good catch to me.”
“What are you saying Denise?”
“You both looked familiar with each other for her to be your Mother.”
“We just get on really well together. It is possible you know. Not all sons are distant from their mothers.”
She didn’t look convinced, but I was not going there given how little I actually knew her.
She crossed her legs toward me and in doing so revealed more thigh and just another sight of flesh. She responded, “Your staring at me again Ian.”
“May I?
“I’m not telling you to stop.”
At the same time she reciprocated my viewing of her with gazes at me. I watched her scan me over. She had obviously seen my hard pressing against my denims. I ran my eyes over her breasts. She smiled and then laughed at my taking them in.
“You like them don’t you?”
“Very much Denise. Do you?”
“I love them, I always have done. I can’t stand women who decry their breasts unless they are so huge they are a physical strain. Ian I liked what you said about me admiring my plumpness. I have been cautious about it worrying about going to fat but you reassured me I wasn’t, at least I hope that’s what you meant?”
“I did mean that.” Intuitively I then posed a question.
“Denise I sense that you haven’t done this before?”
“What?”
“Invited a man back to your flat who isn’t your partner?”
“No. Why do you ask that?”
“Cos you’re being very open with me.”
“I like you that’s why and I think I trust you.”
“Thank you.”
I put my hand out near her, inviting her to take it. She regarded me and slipped her hand over mine. We dallied then I clasped her fingers in mine.
“I think you decided to invite me back before I even thought through it all Denise.”
“Yes I did. When I saw you at the pub first I felt wonderful you were looking me over. It’s a long time since I felt that or even noticed it.”
“Or wanted to notice it.”
“I suppose so. I didn’t suppose we could have gone round to your place Ian. I imagine that either your family are there or you may be staying at your Mother’s.”
“The latter actually.”
“She seemed a bit like she would resent anyone else Ian.” I said nothing but she had a point. I just couldn’t tell her about my true relationship with her, at least not yet.
“Let’s get back to you Denise.” At the same time I released my hand from hers and gently stroked her bare arm. She tensed slightly and then relaxed as I moved slowly back and forth up to her upper arm where it met her blouse.
“I’m not sure about this Ian.”
“This?”
“You know, you touching me. What will it lead to?”
“Only what you want Denise.” I then moved the back of my hand to her cheek and stroked it lightly. She didn’t stop me. More confident, I moved to her neck and tucked under her hair which fell to her shoulder. She did not demur but looked right at me and then sighed and closed her own.
I now had the freedom of her face neck, shoulder and arm. I moved my other hand to the other side of her neck and stroked her there. Her head rested on the back of the couch.
I moved that hand down over her chest reaching her furthest breast and rested on her initial curve and paused there. Sliding slowly I cupped my breast over her nipple. Even though it was a strong bra I could just make out the stiffness there. Rubbing my hand over the spot I increased the pressure and gave it a gently squeeze so she would be very aware of my action. She suddenly put her hand over mine.
“I shouldn’t be letting you do this.”
“But you are.”
Denise didn’t respond. I sat back from her. She wasn’t sure how I had taken her remark. She looked uncertain of me. I reacted intuitively. I went to sit in the armchair immediately opposite her but still very near. She thought I was put off by her. However I said I just wanted to look at her. A faint smile slightly reassured her.
“You look edible Denise and luscious.” She just beamed. Saying warming things was apparently not the norm to hear for her or so it seemed.
“Denise open your legs.” Hesitation and doubt at the nature of my demand. How would she respond? Slowly she opened her legs revealing the darker part of her stockings. I smiled enjoying the view, shifting my eyes between hers and her thighs. She was very engaged with my change in behaviour.
“Wider.” She reached the limit of parting her legs without hitching her skirt up. I continued switching my eyes between hers and her thighs. Slowly she hitched her skirt further up her thighs beyond her stockings until pure white flesh revealed as well as a hint of panties. Denise was able to expose her thighs and panties to my view. It was such an erotic interchange.
“Open your blouse.”
Slowly she unbuttoned her blouse from the high neck down toward her breasts. She stopped midway.
“Go on.”
Unbuttoning down to her waist and pulling the remaining ends from her skirt, she pulled the blouse to either side of her voluminous bra. I stroked my hardon in front of her. I now had a view of her cleavage and slightly swollen breasts against her bra as well as tufts of hair emanating from her panties. Denise waited expectantly for further instructions.
“Masturbate.”
“Oh my God.” But she moved her right hand down to her crotch and proceeded to rub her cunt over her panties.
“Pull them aside and do it.” I watched in fascination, still surprised by her submitting to my instructions. I started to rub my hardon again as she delicately stroked her own cunt and clit wet with her own fluids.
“Play with your nipples as well.” She went along with me without complaint lifting her right nipple from the confines of her bra revealing hard brown stiffened tightness to my view. Denise became concentrated on herself as she flipped her fingers between her wet lips and clit in rhythmic sweeps and squeezed her nipple in unison with her other hand.
Unzipping myself I pushed my denims and pants down to release my prick from its confines at the same time as reaching for my lubricant from my jacket nearby, (kept conveniently for my porn club outings). Denise watched as I poured enough over my stiffness. Once I had the smoothness all over my prick I continued to give her my concentration.
Denise let her head rest on the back of the couch whilst getting her other nipple out to cross caress.
We both were now wanking in unison enjoying each other’s pleasure.
“Finger your arse Denise.”
“You filthy bastard Ian, what a dirty mind.” Nevertheless she proceeded to respond to my order and took her wet index finger to her sphincter and pushed it against herself whilst moving her other hand from her nipples to her cunt to take up the gap. She actually switched hands doing this as her right hand was obviously the dextrous clit handler. Denise was in full flow now, uninhibited and shameless in her movements pushing her finger just inside her dark bud. I took another chance.
“Lick it.” Knowing which finger I meant she lifted her index finger from her arse and offered it to me instead. I moved forward offering her my mouth. She made me move toward her more so that I could reach her. She made the final push and slipped between my lips into my mouth. She was clean but gave off a slight tang to my tastebuds. She smiled smugly pleased that I hadn’t jibbed at her demand.
I sat back after giving her my tongue in her mouth to show our relish for each other.
We were well matched.
We resumed wanking as I bid her to cum whilst being watched. She closed her eyes again as she increased the pace of rubbing. She became very intense in herself. Still in her heels and stockings her thighs widened and stretched out stiff to the floor. Her hand was now working between her nipples and the other flipping from her vagina to her clit in light fast movements.
“Oh my God Ian you shit I’m close for fuck sake. Ian I’m cuming. Yes. Yes. Yes. Oh Ian I fucking want you I’m there oh, Ian yes, yes, yesss.” Her hips lifted from the couch in a total spasm as she went right over in her cum.
As she was in the throws I got up and stood over her wanking myself to the same point. I was ready. I hung back until she opened her eyes. Recognising what I was going to do she murmured, “yes Ian yes.”
I came all over her face, mouth and breasts as I spewed myself over a very willing Denise. I collapsed next to her. We lay next to each other, my cum still on her face. She moved toward my mouth with hers. I kissed her pushing my tongue in her mouth and picking up my spunk to load it into her mouth. She swallowed. We sank back into the couch and held each other close.
“I didn’t realise I was like that Ian.”

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