My love for nicole
This is my first story, comments are encouraged and any advice would be helpful
Fiction
I Dream of Angels: Part 3 – The Promised Future
The truth about Angel’s origins are revealed.
Paul Takes A Risk
Paul Takes A Risk
My sexy lover Angie
How the affair started
Nick and Logan Adventures – 2nd Meeting – #2
Nick and Logan have some more fun!
Lake Estate-3
After a few minutes Joe and I stood and without saying anything, I followed the big, beefy blond guy out of his barn, with a quick glance back at the dogs. Nero, the hundred-plus pound male Weimaraner and Pandora, the eighty-five pound rottweiler bitch, were both exhausted after their bestial breeding session and were laying at separate ends of the horse-stall. I was feeling quite a bit the same as the dogs, after having a good, long cry in the arms of the beautiful blond man I, who was walking a few feet in front of me. The sun was much brighter and quite a bit higher in the sky than it was when I first went into Joeās barn. We walked right to the house, Joe opened the door and, with a hand on my shoulder, ushered me inside. It wasnāt much of a house (compared to some of the homes Iāve been inside), the barn was actually quite a bit larger. But it was clean and comfortable-looking and Iād never felt more at-home anywhere in my life. The man guided me to the couch and, even with out the gentle push on my shoulder from Joe, I fell onto the over-stuffed sofa. Still without a word, he walked across the room to where a faded yellow telephone was hanging on the wall. He lifted the receive, punched one of his thick fingers into one of the dialās holes and turned. Six more times he spun the dial with his chunky finger, then he looked right at me.
My feeling of intense comfort was instantly compromised. What if he was calling my dad, to tell him that Iād been getting it on with his dog. What if everything Joe said to me, out in the barn, was bullshit. What if he never had actually fucked Pandora. What if heād been lying when he told me that heād let Nero fuck him up the ass. Why the hell did I let my guard down with this man? But he already knew what Iād done. I was sure that Joe tasted my pee on Pandoraās face, when he licked her and if he didnāt taste it, he surely smelled it. Then, I saw him stick his fingers into his dogās pussy, no more than five minutes after Iād fucked her and shot wad after wad of cum inside that hole. He sniffed his fingers, then sucked them into his mouth, getting a taste of the mixture of body-fluids from inside Pandora. And there was the way he sniffed me, when he first greeted me that morning. Iād fucked Pandora three times since my last shower. Sure, I used spit and Pandora used her spit too, to clean the cum and lubricating-juices from my body. Regardless, I must have smelled horribly of sex.
I heard a voice on the other end of the phone-line. It was our house-keeper, Iād know her voice anywhere. āHortence, this is Joe,ā he responded, still looking right at me. Iād had it. It was all over. I was a nasty, evil person and I was about to pay for everything Iād done. āSay,ā Joe continued, still staring me down, āyou think it would be any problem if Billy stayed the day with me, then spent the night here so…ā I couldnāt make out the house-keeperās words, but it was easy to hear her tone and I knew she was pissed-off. Only then did I notice a huge smile on the beautiful blond manās face and when he knew he had my attention, he winked at me. āYes, Hortence, I know Willyās gonna get home tomorrow, but I also know his plane doesnāt land until somewhere around five-thirty in the evening. Iāll get Billy back to you before noon, so youāll have plenty of time to put a spit-polish on him, before his old-man gets there.ā There was more grumbling from the old woman on the other end of the phone-line. āAh, donāt give me that bullshit, heās safer here than he is in that big, old house with you three old farts! Besides, Iām working on a project and I need another pair of hands to get it done.ā More lip from the house-keeper. Joe held the phone away from his ear and his face scrunched-up into what I could only imagine was his imitation of the house-keeper. He even started wagging one of his index fingers, just like the old woman always did.
I started to laugh. Any fears I had about Joe revealing my dirty, dark secrets faded. He hadnāt called to tell on me. He wanted me to stay with him, so I didnāt have to go back to the lake-house in the emotional, confused state I was in. I couldnāt stop laughing. I barely heard Joe telling the house-keeper, āOk, yeah, you do that Hortence, go discuss it with the butler. And if heās got a problem with it, heās got my number. Tell him that Iāll have the boy home within half an hour of his call. Yes Hortence. Thank you, dear. Goodbye.ā By the time Joe had put the receiver back on the worn, chrome cradle, I was laughing almost as hard as Iād been crying earlier. Joe was laughing too and he walked over to me. Slumped down in the deep cushions of the couch, the big man standing above me was a wondrous sight. I couldnāt believe how his muscles stretched his clothing, or how big the lump at the fly of his jeans was. I stopped laughing and so did Joe.
Seconds later, heād flopped down beside me, so that once again, our bodies were touching (his right arm against my left arm). āSo,ā he said, the smile on his face was replaced by a wide grin, āyou ever fucked-around with a person before?ā
I didnāt say anything, instead I gave my head a bit of a shake. āHow much you jack-off?ā he asked. Somewhere I found my voice and said, āA couple times a day, I suppose.ā Joeās grin widened even more and his eyes squinted a bit as he looked at me. āYou were jacking-off in the bushes that day, when I was down by the pool, werenāt you?ā I nodded. āI could see the cum-spots on your jeans and on Pandoraās nose, too.ā
I tried to grin. I didnāt know what to say to the man. I knew he understood, but actually forming any words and speaking about what I was feeling, well, I wasnāt quite ready for that.
āItās all-right, Billy,ā the beefy blond said. His right arm went around me and before I knew it, he was cradling me against his muscular chest, which was still damp from all the tears Iād poured onto it out in the barn. A serious look crossed Joeās face and he asked, āWas Pandora your first?ā The man understood completely. I nodded my head and fought hard to stop the tears from bubbling out my eyes. āThe first animal I ever fucked was an old nanny-goat. I was probably right around your age. It was right after I figured-out how to jack-off. Iād gone out behind the barn one evening, while my mom and dad were watching the six-oāclock news. I pulled it out and started pounding and all the sudden the goat was there. She seemed really interested in what I was doing, so I let my dick go and she started sniffing on it. Then she started licking it and before I knew it, my dick was in the goatās mouth.ā A gentle smile had returned to Joeās handsome face and he continued his tale. āDid you know that goats donāt have top teeth?ā I shook my head, which was comfortably cradled between the manās strong arms and powerful chest. āNope and this old nannyās bottom teeth were so worn down that I was surprised she could still eat. Iāll bet she didnāt suck my dick for more than a minute or so, before I started emptying my balls in her mouth. She sucked it all down, too. Kept pushing her all-but toothless snout right up against me, as she gulped my load.ā
Joeās smile turned a bit impish. With his right arm cradling my head and shoulders against his chest, his left arm began to slowly rub my stomach and chest. Then right between my shoulder-blades, where the manās body was the warmest, I felt a throb. āLater that night, after everyone was asleep, I went back out to the barn and found the old goat. I let her suck me for a bit, then, well, it just seemed like the natural thing to do,ā the man said with a wink. āI got around behind her and stuck my spit-slick dick just as quick as I could up her cooch. She let out one hell of a sound and immediately I stopped moving, my dick about half-way inside her cunt. Once I stopped moving, the goat went quiet. I started to pull-out, slowly, terrified that someone heard the noise and was on their way out to the barn. But then, well, I never got my dick all the way out of her. And before I knew it, I was fucking her. Slowly, but it didnāt take long for me to get it all the way in. I couldnāt believe how great it felt. Even better than when the goat had my dick in her mouth. I donāt think I fucked her for more than a minute, before I started shooting my cream. The goat did let out a softer sound, as I dumped my balls in her cunt, though I knew it would never be heard from the house.ā
I felt another throb between my shoulder-blades and Joe lowered his head a bit, so I could feel his breath on my face. āI must have fucked that old nanny every day for a couple years. A couple times, some days. But then, as I got older and my dick started to get bigger, well, I think I had too much for her to take, after a while. She still sucked me off, after that, when she started acting like taking me up her twat was getting to her, I stopped fucking her.ā His face got even closer and his words became softer. āBut, this was a different farm back then. Dad had all kinds of live-stock. There were other goats, sheep, chickens, turkeys, ducks and geese. We had pigs, cows, horses, you name it. Once he even brought in a big bull buffalo, to breed a couple of his heifers, to get beef-allo calves. I never tried to fuck around with him. Heād have killed me for sure. But I got a great view of his huge fucking cock plugging those sloppy cow-cunts. But I have sucked-off a normal bull, or two. And once I even let a young bull fuck my ass. āIāve fucked pigs, horses and cows and when I was young, I even fucked a few of the chickens and turkeys, but the geese always squawked so loud that I left them alone, for the most part. And over the years, Iāve fucked and been fucked by dozens of dogs, as well as a few human-beings every so often.ā
I wasnāt really crying, but tears were rolling down my face and onto Joeās belly and crotch. I lay there and, in a voice as soft as his was, told him about everything Iād done with Pandora. I told him about how she started licking my balls, when Iād pulled my dick out in the woods two days before and how she proceeded to start licking my dick, then used her tongue to pull my little hard-on into her mouth. I told him all about the fantastic orgasm I had, when I sprayed my cum into the rottweilerās gulping maw, in a steady stream like I was peeing, rather than pulsing jets, like it normally shot out of me. I told him about fingering and eating her pussy, then about how I slipped my dick in and fucked the big rottweiler bitch. I told him about that morning, about how Iād just finished shooting deep inside her and how, when I went to pee, I saw her blood on my dick, but didnāt have much time to think about why her pussy was bleeding, as that was when the man had returned to pick Pandora up. By the time I told him the whole story, I realized that at some point, his right hand had crept under my soiled t-shirt and I could feel his calloused hand moving against the smooth skin of my torso.
āI taught her how to suck-cock like that, never even grazed you with her teeth, did she?ā I laughed and told Joe he was right, Pandora had been perfectly gentle, while my dick was in her mouth. Over the next little while, we just talked, Joe sitting on the couch, holding me tight against his chest with one arm as the other explored my chest and belly. When he started tickling my peach-fuzzed armpit, I started to giggle. Joe dug deeper into my pit, moving a couple fingers all over the concave surface of my skin. Then he pulled his hand from my pit, then all the way out from under my shirt and his fingers didnāt stop until they were right below his nose. He sniffed his fingers deeply, then as heād done after sticking the same fingers into Pandoraās pussy, he shoved his stinky fingers into his mouth.
āTastes like itās been a while since youāve had a shower,ā Joe said around the fingers in his mouth. Once heād sucked off as much as he could, he licked his lips, as his now spit-coated fingers dove back under my shirt, then directly to my other arm-pit. He dragged his fingers around that pit for a bit, then pulled his hand back to his nose and after getting a couple good sniffs, he started sucking on his fingers again. This time, when his fingers came out of his mouth, he was looking at me a bit strangely. āWant a taste,ā the man said, slowly licking the taste of my armpits from his lips.
As a response, I raised my upper body as best as I could and as Joeās head lowered a bit, we kissed. I could taste my sweaty funk on his lips and on his tongue, when Iād dug mine into his mouth to find it. We kissed deeply and we were both feeling all over the otherās body. I got a hand up and under Joeās t-shirt and was instantly fascinated by his lightly-hairy chest. Not to mention how big and hard his pectoral muscles were. When I found and started pinching one of his pencil-eraser-nipples, Joe sucked my tongue into his mouth. I could hear and feel him moaning as he sucked my tongue. And by that time, I was sure that the pulsing thing I could feel under my shoulder-blades was Joeās cock.
I thought Iād died and gone to heaven. Not only had I lost my virginity less than forty-eight hours before (even if it was a rather unconventional de-flowering), here I was cradled in the arms of the most gorgeous man I could imagine, our mouths pressed together and our tongues wrestling. It wasnāt until I felt the tingling in my belly, that I knew I either had to cool things down a bit, or Iād surely cream my jeans. Although, I didnāt have to do anything, the mood quickly faded on its own.
From the barn, we heard a horrendous ruckus. I couldnāt tell if it was Pandora or Nero, or maybe it was even both dogs howling and yelping. Without any warning, Joe stood, lifting me with him. A second later, I fell onto the over-stuffed couch-cushions and Joe was standing above me, laughing. āWe better go out and check on them, then weāll come back in and Iāll fix lunch.ā It wasnāt until the manās mention of eating, that I realized Iād missed breakfast and I was famished. By the time we reached the barn, the dogs were tied together, Neroās knot deep inside Pandoraās pussy and they were both standing there, connected by their rear ends, panting. āTheyāre gonna be locked together for a bit, while Nero shoots her full of another load of his spooge,ā Joe said, one of his big hands gently gripping my shoulder. āLets go in and get a bite to eat, then weāll come back and see how theyāre doing.ā
Joe made burgers and fries for lunch. We talked as we ate, getting to know one another better. We talked about books, movies, tv-shows and stuff like that. We discussed our favorite foods (Joeās is a rare steak and a baked-potato, with sour-cream, garlic, onion and bacon – Mine was and still is, country-fried chicken with mashed potatoes and gravy and corn-on-the-cob, covered with butter and salt), our favorite music and how we liked to pass our free-time. Although, that was when things started getting a bit hot again. Feeling more comfortable than I ever had with another person, I admitted to Joe that my favorite pass-time was getting naked and jacking-off (even adding with a sly grin of my own, that sometimes I even would sneak a spit-slicked finger, or two, up my butt, when I wanted to come really hard). Joe informed me that lately, his favorite pass-time had been getting it on with Pandora. āāThough, considering whatās going on out in the barn right now, I guess Iām gonna have to lay off her for a while. Sheās got enough on her plate with Nero, out there.ā
After we ate and the kitchen was cleaned, we went back out to the barn. Both dogs were fast asleep, in separate corners of the stall. We walked across the large, open space within the barn, me following Joe, taking two steps for each one of his. At the far side, Joe reached a ladder and began to climb. I was right behind him, staring up and seeing how strained the seat of his pants were, each time he flexed his ass to reach the next step. The ladder led through a trap-door, onto a loft that extended over more than half of the barn-floor. It was much warmer up there, than it had been down below.
āMind if I strip-down?ā Joe asked, though he didnāt wait for an answer. As soon as his words were out of his mouth, he was already raising his t-shirt from his body. I followed suit and a couple seconds later, we were both standing up in the loft, bare from the waist-up. I watched as Joeās big hands moved to the buttons of his jeans. I have no idea where the burst of courage came from, but before I realized what I was doing, I called-out, āNo!,ā and I quickly moved right in front of him. His hands had shot away from his jeans the instant I yelled āNo,ā and my comparatively tiny hands moved right in where his had been. I sheepishly looked up at the big, beautiful man and whispered, āI want to do it.ā
āGo for it, kid,ā Joe said. I fell to my knees before him and started to rub my hands all over the huge, hot lump in the front of his jeans. I didnāt start unbuttoning his jeans, not just yet. Instead, I pawed at the whole big bulge. After a moment, I started to realize which part of the massive mound was his cock and which part were his balls. Everything seemed so huge. And, even before I actually saw the manās equipment, just from the way it felt and how it pressed at his pants, I realized that, unlike mine, Joeās foreskin had never been clipped. After a bit it wasnāt enough to just feel his cotton-covered crotch with my hands, so slowly my face moved forward and before I knew it, I could feel his hardness and heat with my nose, lips and cheeks. Before I was done exploring Joeās manhood through his pants, there was a big dark wet-spot at the front of his jeans. I knew that a lot of the wetness was from my saliva, though I suspected that some of the moisture had oozed from the manās massive cock, that his pre-cum had mingled with my spit. Now, as I knelt there with my face properly planted against the fly of his pants, Iāll admit that I really couldnāt taste much. But the smell was incredible. Every breath I pulled in, filtered through the worn cotton of his jeans, was filled with the most amazing, potent and masculine scent Iād ever smelled. I wondered how long it had been since heād showered. Surely a man didnāt work-up an odor like that in just a few hours. My own dick was hard as a bone and throbbing as I mashed my face into the front of his jeans. I wanted to reach down and start stroking myself, but resisted the urge, as I couldnāt bare to take one of my hands off the manās hips, where I was holding tight to him for support.
I finally did move my hands from his hips, not too far though, just to the buttons of his fly. But before I started unbuttoning his pants, I looked up at the magnificent man. His bare torso was so massively muscled. The upper part, his chest, was covered with a light dusting of blond fur. And other than a fine line of blond body-hair that bisected his ripped, tight stomach and descended below the waist-band of his jeans, the manās belly was as smooth as mine. I popped the first button of his fly and without thinking about what I was doing, shoved my tongue into the little āVā that appeared. His body hair had begun to spread toward his hips a bit and I could feel his pubes tickling my tongue. His skin tasted extremely salty and a bit musky. When I popped the second button of his fly, the skin-covered head of his cock suddenly appeared, pushing up, even higher than the first button.
Joeās cock was huge. Iād known that even before I saw it, judging only from the bulge it made in his jeans. And despite the fact that I could only see maybe an inch or so of itās tip, I had to stop and take stock of what I was seeing. Iād been right. Joeās cock was un-circumcised. I couldnāt actually see the head of his cock, but there was no mistaking the shape of the flared helmet within the covering of skin. And at the very tip, the skin was pulled tight, like the opening of a draw-string bag pulled tightly closed, extending a good half-inch or more over the blunt form of the fat head of his cock. And sure enough there was clear fluid pooling in the puckered hole of his foreskin, some even drooling down over the bit of cock-shaft I could see, poking from his fly. I felt an instinctual need to taste the clear goo dripping from the tightly crimped pucker of skin, though something held me back. I popped the third button and got a look at another inch, or so, of Joeās cock, as well as more of the bush of dark-blond curly hair growing on the hard, flat skin between his hips.
āIs that the first manās cock youāve seen up-close?ā Joe asked. His voice was soft and carried a gentle tone, but it startled me anyway. I didnāt respond vocally, but my head nodded a bit, as I breathed in through my nose. There were all sorts of scents emanating from Joeās crotch. All of them were strong, potent smells and it seemed like I couldnāt breathe in enough of his funky masculine odor to satisfy my desires. As I popped the fourth button of his jeans, the huge column of flesh throbbed, then relaxed, falling away from his tight belly and I felt the heat of his thick shaft make contact with my nose. Having that monstrous cock right in my face, I had to close my eyes (I couldnāt focus that close without straining my eyes). And before I knew it, my tongue was out and I was licking the burning hot skin of the manās mighty cock-shaft.
I still donāt know for sure if I yanked his pants down to his knees, or if Joe helped-out a bit and pushed his own jeans down. Regardless, there it was, hard as steel and bigger than Iād have ever imagined a manās cock could be. And not only was his colossal cock impressive. I now had a clear view of Joeās huge, heavy, hairy balls, dangling below his big, hard bone. There was no stopping me. My tongue was out and I pushed my mouth tight against the bloated, furry sac and began licking the manās sweat from his balls. Joe let out a deep groan as my mouth and tongue went crazy trying to get as much of his salty, bitter, musky taste from the skin and hairs of his scrotum into my mouth. It didnāt take long for my saliva to cover the hairy sac and before long, the manās potent taste began to dissipate. Once Iād thoroughly cleaned all Joeās funk from his bloated ball-sac, I thought about moving my tongue elsewhere on his body, in an attempt to lick-up more of the manly-tasting sweat from his skin. But I started to hear words mixed-in to his moans.
āOh, fuck yeah!ā I heard Joe moan. āThatās it, kid! Gnaw on my fucking ānads!ā So, I spent a bit more time licking and sucking on the manās balls. They were so big that I couldnāt open my jaws wide enough to get even one of them all the way inside my mouth.
I was still fighting the urge to reach my hand down my pants and start jacking-off. But I knew if I did, Iād come in an instant and I didnāt want this to be over so quickly. After a bit, I pulled my spit-coated face out of Joeās crotch to catch my breath. While I breathed, my hands gently caressed the two big oblong orbs. They were still dripping from the tongue-bath Iād just given them, as I weighed them in my palm, wondering if mine would get that big when I got older.
My hands, coated in my own spit, which Iād just rubbed off Joeās balls, slowly slid up a bit to where the manās scrotum seemed to stop and the fat base of his cock started. I twisted my arm so that the back of it rested lightly against the beefy blond manās big bone. I couldnāt believe my eyes. With my wrist pressed to his cock, well, I could see a good amount of cock-flesh on either side of my arm. Joeās cock was quite a bit fatter than my bony wrist. With my hand trembling, I twisted it back around so that my fingers were touching the huge cock. Slowly I reached my fingers around it. And the thing was so thick that even squeezing quite tight, there was a good inch of space between the tips of my index-finger and thumb. So, the first cock (other than my own little dick) I ever got my hands on turned-out to be so big that I couldnāt even wrap my fingers all the way around (and looking back, I wouldnāt have had it any other way).
There I was kneeling in front of Joe, whoās jeans were shoved to his ankles, with both of my hands feeling all over his cock and balls. I didnāt stroke it, not at first anyway. I was mesmerized by massive slab of man-meat in my little hands. Once I got used to itās girth, I started exploring itās length. It was longer than my hands and thinking about the foot-long rulers we used in school, I guessed that it was at least that long. As though reading my mind, I heard Joeās soft, growling voice say, āThatās eleven and a half inches of cock you got in your hand, kid. And almost seven inches around.ā (Now, Iād measured my own dick – it wasnāt even five inches long and no bigger around than a quarter.)
After exploring the shaft of the manās cock my fingers moved up to the bulbous head, which was still covered, as nature intended, by its fleshy foreskin. And oozing from the tightly cinched tip of Joeās sizable, solid slab of meat, so much so that it was dribbling down the side of his shaft, was a good amount of slime sparkling in the bit of sunlight filtering through the filthy windows in walls of the barnās loft. I fingered the manās foreskin for a few moments, never before having had my hands on an un-cut cock (for that matter, Iād never had my hands on any sort of cock, other than my own little dick, of course).
But the temptation proved too much. With the sweaty, musky taste of his balls still in my mouth, I had to get a taste of the precum bubbling from the tip of Joeās cock. I pulled the manās meat toward me, so that the wrinkled pucker of his foreskin was pointing right at my face. Breathing in deeply, I inhaled his virile stink, before extending my tongue and shoving it into the tight sheath of his cock-cowl. At first I tasted something sweet and a bit salty. It wasnāt a strong taste, but it was heavenly. I dug for more. However I didnāt find more of the pleasant sweet-taste of Joeās cock-dribble. As I buried my tongue deeper into the manās foreskin, the difference in taste was so different, the shock hit me almost like sticking the tip of my tongue on a nine-volt battery.
At first, I wasnāt sure if I liked the new taste Iād found, digging my tongue deeper between Joeās foreskin and the fat head of his cock. It was strong, bitter and, well, it sort-of tasted rotten. However, my tongue dug wildly, trying to find more of the fermented flavor, just to be sure. Before long, my lips were sealed around the nub of foreskin and I was trying to suck the flesh into my mouth, so that my tongue could delve deeper, to get at more of the strong bitter-tasting substance from around his fat cockhead and into my mouth. I opened wider and tried to get more of him into my mouth. Though ready to wretch from the caustic taste that had filled my mouth, I couldnāt stop my tongue from mining more.
I felt Joeās hands on the sides of my head and for a moment, he pulled my face closer to him, making more of his cock press into my mouth. Then he reversed his motion and with a pop, the head of his cock pulled completely from between my lips. He tilted my head so that I was looking right up into his down-turned face. āBefore you start doinā somethinā that neither of us are gonna want to stop, I wanna see what you got down there, tenting your trousers, kid.ā And with that, his hands gripped me under each arm and he lifted me to my feet.
Before Joe started unfastening my pants, he pulled his hands from my pits and once again, sniffed his fingers a couple times, I watched as he sucked each finger that had been in my underarms clean of my sweat. With one finger still in his mouth and a hand on my shoulder, the man moved us a few feet and sat on a bail of straw, that was already covered by an old horse-blanket. He then positioned me right in front of him, between his legs, with his hands on my bony hips. Same as Iād done, Joe first pawed at the hard little lump in my jeans. I felt his fingertips moving over the cotton covering my nuts, then up and down the skinny shaft of my dick. And, just like Iād done, once heād felt me up enough with his hands, he moved his face to the front of my pants. I could feel his breaths on the skin of my crotch, through my jeans. When Joe exhaled, the whole area between my legs became hot. And when he inhaled, I felt cool air rushing around my nuts and dick. I was sure that Iād never had a stiffer, more rigid erection in my life. Even when I was pounding my dick into the rottweiler bitchās pussy, I donāt think it was as hard as it was with Joeās mouth separated from it by only a thin layer of denim.
The manās face pulled out of my crotch and he looked up at me, a wily grin on his face. āI can smell āDoraās cunt on your crotch, kid,ā Joe said, then he licked his lips.
He didnāt go at my fly one button at a time, as Iād done to his. With his face only inches from my pants, he grabbed each side near the top button and yanked, popping all the buttons at once. My dick was so hard it instantly sprang out, directly into Joeās waiting mouth. I doubt he sucked my dick for more than ten seconds before I grabbed his head and started spewing my seed into his gulping mouth. I shot my load in a stream again, rather than in pulsing wads. I heard a deep baying howl off in the distance and a high-pitched whine much closer. And I could also just make-out the sound of the man gulping, swallowing every bit of the fresh spunk spewing from my bone-hard dick. My orgasm was so intense, that if Joe hadnāt been holding me around my waist, Iād have surely fallen to the straw-strewn floor of the loft. My consciousness was so far off that I couldnāt even count the number of mind-blowing orgasms Iād experienced in the previous three days. Though I was aware that none of the orgasms Iād had with Pandora came close to the incredibly intense sensations I was feeling, as the big blond man slurped my sperm into his stomach. I was breathing in the combined smells of both our sweaty bodies and the strong taste of Joeās cock-cheese was still in my mouth.
As my body relaxed a bit an my emanation subsided some, I realized that the high-pitched whining noise I was hearing was issuing from my own mouth. I guess I was so involved in the feelings crashing through my body, that I didnāt realize I was crying-out as Joe sucked my load of cum from my dick. The instant I figured-out I was making the piercing scream, it stopped and was replaced by panting, as I tried to catch my breath. The deep, baying howl was still in my ears, sounding a bit closer, though still a-ways from the barn.
Still supporting a good amount of my weight, Joe sucked the last of my load from my now-sensitive dick and gave his lips a good lick the second it popped out of his mouth. It was really warm in the loft and we were both covered in sweat. I felt myself being twisted around and a second later my bare butt was sitting on Joeās naked lap. Our eyes locked and our faces moved close. When our mouths met and the manās tongue pushed between my lips, I could taste my own cum. We kissed a moment or two, then I pulled away. āI want to taste your cum,ā I said sheepishly to the beautiful beefy man. Joe looked at me and smiled and I felt his hard cock throb under my bare butt.
āI want you to taste it and you will,ā he said as a matter-of-fact. Then we heard another of the deep baying howls, then a loud, rumbling growl came from the lower level of the barn. Joe looked away from me, wiping his spit-and-cum-coated lips with the back of his hand, as he gazed out the large half-open hay-door level with the floor of the loft. āBut Iāll bet my bottom dollar thatās olā Elmer yowlinā out there. Heās shown up here every time āDoraās gone into heat. And if he manages to find his way into the barn, Nero would tear him to shreds before he got anywhere close to his bitch. The man put me back on my still-a-bit-wobbly feet and stood himself. I reached down and was about to pull my pants up, when I noticed Joe was pulling his boots off, then his pants fell free of his thick, hairy legs. I followed suit and pulled off my sneakers, then we were both naked in the warmth and soft light in the loft. Joe shoved his big feet back into his boots, so I put my shoes back on. Naked, but for our footwear, we climbed down the ladder, this time Joe looked up at my body and I looked down at his.
Pandora greeted us at the bottom of the ladder, giving each of our bare crotches a sniff and lick, before Joe shoed her away. Nero was straining at the chain and collar restraining him in the stall, snorting the air as best as he could with the collar all-but blocking his airway, the low, rumbling growl still emanating from somewhere deep in his lean chest.
āCome on kid,ā Joe said, walking toward a door in the side of the barn. His dick was still big and thick, but it was no longer pointing up at the ceiling, as it had been. As I watched him move, I was once again fascinated at the way his well-built muscles moved under his lightly-furred skin. The manās blondish body-hair covered all of him, except for the sides of his stomach and his wide back. His arms and legs were hairier toward his hands and feet and there seemed to be just as much hair on the massive mounds of his ass-cheeks as there was around his humongous cock and balls.
Opening the door leading outside, my eyes were shocked by the bright sunlight. It took me a few seconds before I could see. And once my sight returned, I saw a big, red dog loping across the field toward us.
āOlā Elmer belongs to the Graningers. Theyāve got a farm about a mile and a half that-a-way,ā Joe pointed to where the dog was approaching. āIāll bet heās only a year or two younger than you and for a hound his size thatās gettinā pretty old.ā
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My BestFriend’s Brother part 2
This is part 2. I’d recommend reading the first one before this one. Enjoy.
Before reading, this I would recommend reading the first story.
-We walked up the stairs then I realized how tired I was. “Austin, I understand if you say no but I was wondering… can I sleep in your room tonight? I just don’t want to sleep in the same bed as Kailyn” He smiled a devious smile and his eyes lit up. “Of course you can” he replied. I smiled at him. I couldn’t believe in anything that has happend. Im kind of glad Chaise tried to mess with me because it led to this. “Hold on a sec”. I walked into Kailyns room and grabbed my overnight bag. I pulled out short spandex shorts and changed into them then walked out to Austin.
-He was eyeing me up and down. Eager to go to his room, he grabbed my hand and we walked into it. I looked around in his room. He had a nice queen sized bed that looked so comfortable. He closed the door behind him and turned to face me.
-Again, he pulled me close and kissed me. The kisses got wilder by the second. My arms were wrapped around his neck. He grabbed both legs and picked me up. My legs wrapped around his waist. His hands were rubbing my ass and back. I realized how wet I was. He walked me over and pinned me up against the wall while we were violently kissing. I started grinding my pussy on him.
-He set me down and got quiet. “What’s wrong?” I asked. “I don’t want to pressure you into anything or be to rough with you tonight especially after what just happened. We should just slow down. After all, you are my sisters bestfriend. I really don’t wanna hurt you.” After he said that I was shocked. My only response was “you’re not making me do anything I don’t want but okay.”
-I started walking towards the door. He grabbed my hand and said “You can still sleep in my bed” “Okay. Well I’m tired so..” He walked to his bed and asked “you coming?” I walked to him and climbed up and my body collapsed. I layed on the side up against the wall. He climbed in After me and turned his tv on. I was out like a light within minutes.
-I woke up about an hour later. I heard the shower running. I sat up and tried organizing my thoughts. Then the shower cutt off. I layed back down and pretended to sleep.
-Austin walked in the room in only a towel tied around his waist. His abs were incredibly sexy. Just as he was going to untie the towel I giggled. I sat up and he smiled at me. “Did I wake you up?”, “No I woke up a couple mintutes ago” I said while staring at the towel. He saw where i was looking. My eyes were thirsty to see under the towel. I wanted to go to him and take the towel off and blow him. I slowly got up and stoood infront of him nervously waiting his reaction.
-After a minute of me just looking at him, he walked over to his dresser, grabbed a pair of boxers, and left the room.
-“Dammit” I thought. I was getting really frustrated. He kept sending me mixed signals. Or maybe he wants me to make a move.. I just don’t know where to start. I layed back down with my leggs hanging off the
-He came back in the room… Finally, I spoke up. “Austin, I don’t know what you’re doing but it’s driving me crazy and it’s lightweight pissing me off.” He laughed lightly and sat next to me.
-I stood up and turned to him then sat on his lap straddling him. He put his hands on my back. His semi hard dick was pressing up against his boxers and my shorts . I kissed him lightly on his lips. He responded by kissing me back. We were in a heavy kissing fit.
-I was really wet and was grinding against his dick. He knew what I wanted and he wouldn’t be able to hold himself back from the temptations much longer.
He layed back pulling me with him. He stopped kissing my lips then moved down to my neck and chest. I took off my shirt and tossed it. He unhooked my bra and started circling his tongue on my nipples and lightly bit them. I whimpered with pleasure.
-He rolled our bodies over to where he was on top of me. He looked me in the eyes and said “I’ll be gentle.” He must have known I was a virgin. Most guys assumed I wasn’t. He kissed my neck and worked his way down from my tits, past my ribs, and continued to go down further until he reached my most intimate area. I willingly spread my legs a little to give him better access. His mouth got really close to my clit I could feel heat from his hot breath. He inhaled deeply then blew. It gave me chills. After a while if teasing me I couldn’t take it anymore.
-“Austin, please.” You could hear how desperate I was. Finally his tongue made contact with my clit. It was so sensitive, as soon as he started licking, my body squirmed like crazy. He held my legs down and continued eating me out.
-I was dripping wet. His tongue danced in all different directions. This lasted for only a couple of minutes then sensations started buding up and I squeezed his head into my pussy with my legs and wouldn’t let go.
-Wave after wave of pleasures sent through my body causing me to moan loudly and claw my hands into the sheets.
-I loosened my legs and let Austin’s head free. I layed there weak and was frantically breathing. He sat up and laughed.
-I drifted off for a few minutes but Austin woke me. “We’re not done yet.” He grabbed my hand and pulled me off the bed. I was a little groggy so I let him lead me. He pushed down on my shoulders so I sat down in the floor on my knees. I knew where this was headed.
-Austin sat at the edge of the bed and motioned me to scoot closer. He pulled his boxers down his semi erect dick stared at me.
-This was my first time ever giving head so I knew it was gonna be a challenge. It was huge. Probably 9 inches long. I looked at him worried and he gave me a nod.
-I grabbed the shaft and stroked it a few times. I put the head in my mouth, swirled my tongue around it and licked down the sides. I slowly took more into my mouth until it hit the back of my throat.
-I looked up at Austin and his eyes were closed. I slowly bobbed my head up and down gaining speed and getting a rhythm. I heard a groan then Austin whispered “tighter”. I tightened my mouth and continued.
-More groans were escaping Austin’s mouth. I looked back up and watched his facial expressions change.
I decided to go faster and tried to take as much of him as I could in my mouth. I started gagging but didn’t want to stop and disappoint him. My saliva covered his dick.
-“Stop”. So I stopped and let him out of my mouth. He pulled me up to the bed then layed me back. This was it, I wasn’t gonna be a virgin anymore.
-He hovered on top of me then lowered himself. “Relax” he said. So I relaxed my muscles. I felt the head of his dick press against the entrance of my pussy. He slowly pushed himself in a little more then he came to a stop. He gave me a kiss then covered my mouth and thrusted himself into me.
-I screamed into his hand and clawed my nails into his back. Tears built up in my eyes and spilled over. It hurt like hell.
Austin slowly drew himself out a little then back in. His strokes were slow and soft. The pain started to subside and pleasure took over.
-His movements got faster and harder but he slowed down so I wouldn’t get hurt.
We were both really into it. I arched my back and started grinding along with him.
-It wasn’t long until the sensations started building up again. I started bucking my hips fast about to lose it. “Oh fuck, I’m gonna cum.” Austin said. My legs wrapped around him and pulled him in tight. More waves of pleasure took over my body.
-Austin tore my legs off of him and pulled out just in time. Hot streams of cum came out all over my stomach.
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Charity Graduates 2 : Getting Even
the girls settle an old score
Behind the scenes
After class sex
Playtime – Chap. 1 – A New Beginning
The start of John and Mary’s new sexual adventures as a devoted married couple.
Past life-A mother and her daughters boyfriend
For most people, life generally plods along at a fairly mundane and unexciting pace. For another breed of person, life is altogether more exciting, with the continually travelled highway producing many a twist and turn along the way.
Kate Howard, if asked would place herself in the first category. For the most part this was how it had always been for Kate. She neither asked nor expected of much and in may ways was as happy as she could be with her life. All in all a few ups and downs, yes, but usually fairly uneventful. She had certainly never believed one day something she’d done in the past would come back to haunt her, yet a few weeks ago that’s exactly what happened.
It had been a Friday evening and Kate was at home with her hubby enjoying a relaxing evening drink, looking forward to the weekend ahead when her daughter Shelly suddenly put in an unexpected appearance.
As was he usual way, she had let herself into the house and suddenly appeared at the entrance to the lounge before announcing she had someone to introduce to them.
Unknown to her at the time, it was an evening Kate was going to remember well for a few moments later this guy stepped past her daughter into the room where Kate’s heart had immediately skipped several beats.
As her daughter began to make the introductions Kate’s mind was already elsewhere….reeling with a mix of shock and emotion. The simply fact was, she hadn’t needed to be introduced. She already knew who he was and like her, Kate could see the recognition written all over his face. Even now she could remember her daughters words ringing in her ears as she said… “This is Rob Mum!”
Through shock, Kate had almost blurted out how she knew who he was, but fortunately she’d managed to get a grip of herself in time. She smiled as she took his hand and shook it, though even then her mind was still spinning as a fuzzy haze of thoughts ran through her head. She needed another drink and quick and excusing herself by asking if they too would like a drink.
With her daughter and Rob saying they would both like a coffee, Kate made her way from the room.
She went through to the kitchen and tried to compose herself as her mind replayed almost in an instant just how it was she had come to know Rob.
A year or so earlier Kate had worked part time, three evenings a week in a fast food take-away. It wasn’t much of a job and didn’t pay too well but it was one she enjoyed for it got her out of the house as well as allowing her to meet people. One such being Rob.
Most Fridays he would call in for something to eat after the pubs had turned out. He and his friends were always quite boisterous and therefore eye catching but it had been Rob who Kate had really noticed. He was a little quieter than his friends and for reasons she wasn’t able to explain she found herself attracted to him, helped in no small part by the fact he would chat to her on his own while his friends continued to laugh and joke with the rest of the staff.
Over the weeks she got to know him a little better and surprised herself by finding she would always look forward to working a Friday and would have half an eye on the clock wondering if he would come in….and when he did her heart would always miss a beat, for apart from his good looks she also found his somewhat rugged nature attractive.
Of course nothing was ever going to come of it. One reason being she was more than twice his age, while a second, more important reason was, she was a married woman.
Even so, each Friday she acted and felt the same and though she might not have cared to admit it…Friday nights became quite a highlight for her.
Then one Friday she’d been looking at the clock as usual but the hands had moved on and on and so far that evening he hadn’t turned up. She’d been more than a little disappointed for in some ways she had hoped like her, he too had looked forward to their chats.
The clock continued to tick on and her boss was almost ready to close up when he’d suddenly appeared, this time unusually, without any of his friends in tow. He’d approached and had asked if there was any chance of anything to eat and she had smiled and said yes.
There had been a few items left that they would usually have thrown out. Nothing too exciting but she had wrapped them for him and had told him there was nothing to pay.
He’d thanked her and left leaving Kate to clear up the few remaining items before wishing her boss a goodnight.
When she’d got outside she found Rob leaning up against the wall a few shops down, eating his take-away. She hadn’t known it then but he’d been waiting for her.
For a few minutes they had chatted and when Kate began making her way to where she had parked her car, he had politely followed.
Their chat had been about nothing in particular, just pleasantries, nevertheless Kate always found his conversation relaxed, his manner always putting her at ease.
It had been as she stood by her car, as she’d looked for her keys in her bag, that he’d taken her completely by surprise by asking her out for a drink.
The reality was, she should have said no! She should have reminded herself it would be foolish for she was happily married. Instead she’d accepted. She wasn’t completely sure why, she guessed a combination of things, not least of all because she felt flattered that someone so much younger showed an interest in her.
She had driven home that night, butterflies in her tummy at having arranged to meet him for a drink in the middle of the next week….wondering what it was she was going to tell her hubby.
In the end she found it altogether easier to lie. She told her hubby she was going out with a friend…..and convinced herself it was as much the truth as not.
Rob, as pre-arranged, had picked her up at the bottom of her road and they’d driven out a little way to a country pub.
The evening had gone well and relaxed in his company, Kate had almost regretted it when he’d said it was time to get her home. By then of course she had found out so much more about him and, him her. One such being he now knew she was married. It had pleased her to know this fact hadn’t bothered him.
There was only the one route back to where she lived, so when a few minutes into the journey Rob had pulled off the main road down one of the many country lanes that abounded, Kate had already guessed he’d had ulterior motives. Again, she might have used that moment to have asked what he was doing and to have informed him she needed to get home but she’d had a fair bit to drink that evening, which in turn had made her feel quite aroused in his company and in truth, she found the idea of a detour more than a little exciting as she contemplated just what he had in mind.
They’d parked up, well off the beaten track, in a quiet lay-by where, despite Kate’s semi unease, they had chatted for a good five minutes about all things in general.
Then, as is usual with many conversations, there then followed a quiet lull. It had been during this lull, he had leaned over and kissed her.
In part, it had been unexpected, yet at the same time Kate knew his reason for taking her there was not so they could chat and when she’d felt him move towards her, when she felt his lips on hers, she’d melted.
If it was the situation… the fact he was so young….the intimacy of the location.. or if it were all of those reasons, in truth she didn’t know All she did know was, he had a kissing manner about him that was so so erotic and though every part of her mind knew she should have objected, she did nothing to stop him, even when his hand moved over her breasts and started to fondle and pet her.
When Kate next looked at the clock on the dashboard, it was to remind her just how long ago they had left the pub and just how long they had been parked up.
They had been there over half an hour. Half an hour spent kissing…snogging like a pair of teenagers on their first date…. Half an hour of exploring one another’s bodies with their hands.
It had gone no further than just that when Kate reminded him he had to get her back home……Then later when he’d pulled up outside her cottage, while she was still sitting in his car, she’d told herself it could never happen again….. but when he’d turned to ask if he could see her again, she had said yes.
They’d met the following week…..he’d picked her up again…the same guilt ridden lies to her hubby and this time Kate had known full well what Rob had had in mind when, once more they’d turned off the road on the way home.
This second time though was different…..No small talk….. When he’d switched off the engine he had immediately leaned over to kiss her….and she’d been more than happy to welcome the feel of his lips against hers.
Their lips had met…gently at first…gossamer like, light pecks…..each of them wanting to savour the illicit encounter for as long as they could, yet such was their desire for one another it hadn’t lasted.
Within moments Kate had opened her lips to accept his probing, darting tongue where her quiet moans of pleasure heightened as their lips and tongues clashed together with a frenzy Kate had not experienced before.
Their lips locked in passion, their mouth’s opened as each greedily accepted one another’s tongues and as Kate’s hands held onto the back of Rob’s neck, Rob’s were roaming over and over her body getting her far more aroused than in truth she’d wanted too….but despite this…despite her misgivings she let him continue … and though it went against all her principles, though she’d kept telling herself ‘No! No! No!’….such was their passion that she allowed him to lead her outside….she let him ease her back over the bonnet.
The guilt…the fears…resurfaced tenfold but, flattered that someone so young was attracted to her…..She had given in and had let him HAVE her.
That night returning home, such was her guilt, Kate was sure her hubby would take one look at her and know instantly everything that she’d done. She’d felt guilt like never before.
As luck would have it, her hubby was already in bed asleep when she got in. She’d sat alone in the kitchen, drinking a strong black coffee, vowing to herself she would never allow it to happen again………..but it did……over and over week in week out him driving to “their” spot where he’d kiss her….seduce her…..and finally just as he’d always do……where he’d Fuck her before taking her back home to her hubby.
Now here she was, stood in her kitchen…Her body trembling…Her worse nightmare come true…..Her ex lover dating her daughter for Christ sakes!!!!
Kate moved towards the sink, her intention to splash cold water over her face in an attempt to bring herself out of this dream. As she did so she almost “sensed” someone behind her.
Kate slowly turned to see Rob stood there and all at once her body shook with a mix of excitement and fear.
She stepped past him and pushed the kitchen door closed, not wanting anyone else to hear what she had to say.
“How could you Rob?” Her voice filled with venom.
“What?? How could I what?”
“You know damn well what! Date Shelly! MY DAUGHTER!” she said, her voice rising with the anger she felt.
“And you think I knew that did you?”
“Well didn’t you?” she hissed.
He smiled. “Yes! OK! I guess I had an idea, but I wasn’t certain.”
“Well you’re going to have to put a stop to it!” Kate retorted.
“Why should I do that Kate? You and me are over with aren’t we? You ended it all?” He said stepping closer. “So what does it matter that I’m now seeing your daughter?”
His words suddenly hurt… All at once she felt an inexplicable rush of jealousy.
“End it Rob! I mean it!” She urged him.
“What and hurt Shelly? Is that what you really want Kate? Besides! What does it matter if it’s all over between us?”
He stepped closer still and eased his hands onto her waist, his fingers making small circular movements against the soft fabric of her pink cardigan.
“Or isn’t it Kate? Is that what you’re afraid of? That you will give in to me again? Hmmmm! I must admit Kate. I quite like that idea…. Having both Mother and daughter!!!” he teased.
“You Bastard Rob!” She hissed at him as she tried to pull away but his hands held her waist firm.
“Admit it Kate! You and I should never have ended! The two of us were meant for one another. So what’s it to be? Do I simply carry on seeing your daughter? In which case of course, you will have to live with the fact I am screwing her? Or do you want some of the same?”
Kate again tried to pull away but this time his left arm slid around her back, the other over her breasts. As he started to fondle so Kate began to moan.
“Stop it Rob!” she told him.
At the sound of her words, Rob eased back
“Why Kate? When you and I both know you want this as much as I do?”
Suddenly, before Kate could move Rob quickly leaned in towards her and pressed his lips firmly on hers.
“UMMMmmmmmmph!” Kate protested, her hands coming up against his chest in an attempt to push him away.
Rob held his ground continuing to kiss her, his hands holding her waist tightly. Finally he pulled back, breaking off the kiss as he stared into her eyes.
“Just let me go!” Kate hissed at him.
Again Rob made no move to ease away. Kate could feel his eyes on hers as thoughts of the lay by came flooding into her mind. He started to lean towards her once more, her eyes now darting continuously from his eyes to his lips.
“Rob Stop! Pleaseeee!” Kate pleaded, trying to move her head back as his face drew closer. Closer still until their lips were touching…lightly, before sealing together in a firm passionate embrace.
“Mmmmmm!” Rob moaned, enjoying the feel of her lips once more.
“Uhhhmmmmmph!” Kate mewled, as she tried to use her hands on his chest to push him away, but it was half hearted……even so, with her pushing against his chest again Rob leaned back, breaking the embrace of their lips as he looked into her eyes.
Kate stared back.
Rob leaned close once more, bringing his lips close to hers.
“Please Rob No!” she whispered, as she moved her head back, but not far enough to avoid his lips as they homed in on hers. Kate moaned and just as their lips touched, hers parted.
They stood there, in her kitchen, Rob moving his lips greedily against hers, Kate moaning softly, her daughter and hubby no more than yards away in the lounge. The risk either could walk in at any moment more than a possibility.
The kiss grew in passion as Rob pressed his lips against hers, receiving nothing by way of a protest.
“Ummmmmmmm!” Kate moaned, her eyes closing, her body relaxing as she melted into his arms.
With her initial tension eased, Rob finally moved back, breaking the kiss for a moment, allowing his eyes to look her up and down, as if to remind himself just how good it had once been for them.
Slowly he moved back in and began brushing his lips against hers before backing off. He looked into her eyes where he could see the re-ignited lust. Steadily he moved close once more.
Through partly closed eyes, Kate watched as Rob’s lips came closer and closer. Then, when no more than an inch apart Kate leaned in, meeting him half way in a steamy kiss!
“Mmmmmm!” Kate moaned as Rob pressed his lips firmly against hers, her hands now upon his waist as she returned his kiss.
They gradually pulled back, their lips slipping away from one another, each choosing this moment to catch their breath as they gazed into one anotherās eyes.
Kate’s hands snaked their way up along Rob’s muscular arms and shoulders until they came to rest at the back of his neck, while his fingers caressed the soft fabric of her top up and down her back. They stood there staring at one another, their breath ragged.
“Ohhhh, Robā¦..we..canāt!” Kate whispered.
Rob didn’t answer, instead leaned in again. Kate responded, meeting his body halfway, her arms wrapping around his neck as their lips parted, ready for another hoot steamy snog.
Their lips meshed, their heads twisting in unison, too and fro as their mouths opened and closed.
Kate’s mind tried to resist, tried to fight her emotions, aware this was all so wrong but as soon as his tongue swept into her mouth she was lost.
Their bodies fused together, their open mouths feeding on one another’s tongues as their embrace continued. Kate’s arms tightened around Rob’s neck as his muscular arms snugly squeezed around her waist, drawing her smaller frame to his. The kiss continued forever, as if neither one wanted to be the first to stop. The kitchen was filled with the sounds of moans, of passion and the sloppy, smacking sounds of open, wet kisses.
Moments later, with guilt rushing headlong through her mind, Kate pulled her lips free of his.
“Ohhh God! Rob…….This has to stop….We can’t do this!” she hissed, yet even before her words had escaped her lips Kate knew she was never going to be able to stop. Her words were already contradicted by the movement of her hands up and down his strong back.
Just then Rob leaned close and started to lick and suck upon the soft skin of her neck.
“Ohhh God! Nooooo!” Kate mewled, but again her body refused to heed her own words as she tilted her head back in order to expose more of her neck to the pleasures of his lips and tongue.
Rob ran the tip of his tongue up along the underside of her neck, to just below her chin. It was all Kate could do was stand there and moan softly, the light touch of his tongue pure heaven to her bodily desires.
He slid his tongue onto her chin then with a little smile, closed his lips and started to lick and suck.
Kate’s hands scrambled up the length of his back as her body grew more and more aroused. He slid his mouth higher still, until she could feel the heat of his breath upon her own, fleshy, needful lips.
She reached up and grabbed him around the back of his head…her lips meeting his…..returning his kisses with interest….a passion she had only ever experienced with him.
She lunged…pulled back….lunged again…forcing her tongue deep into his mouth, loving the way he sucked hard upon it, just as she would a cock.
She pulled back then lunged again, this time her head twisting one way then the other as the two of them appeared to fight for supremacy.
Again they broke from the embrace. Both of them gasping, each of them having to draw in lungfuls of air. Again Rob looked deep into her eyes. He could see the lust. He groaned out loud as it suddenly struck him he had missed her more than he cared to remember.
He reached out then pressing his hands against her shoulders, pushed her firmly back against the wall. Kate groaned, aware their lust fuelled desire had reached fever pitch yet at the same time, more than aware her hubby and daughter were still only a matter of feet away, that either or both could walk in on them at any given moment.
If Rob were sharing the same thoughts as Kate he didn’t show it. Using his hands to pin her wrists above her head, keeping her pinned against the wall he kissed at her tongue…her mouth…..her lips….her neck…..all the while her whimpering belying the true depth of her pleasure. Whimpers that steadily increased as Rob’s lips moved down her neck and on down to her tits….tits that were heaving up and down now through pure excitement…pure unadulterated lust and arousal….moving in and out with each gasping breath, pushing firmly against the soft fabric of her sexy top…bringing her swollen nipples into play as each strived to outdo the other in how far they could penetrate the soft fabric.
Kate too could sense it…could feel her nipples filling with blood, swelling with desire..in urgent need of attention….attention only Rob’s lips could give.
No longer able to fight him. Unable to resist the urgent need her body had for his attentions, Kate raised her voice.
“Ohh God! Yeeeessss! Suck them Rob! Suck my tits you Fucking Bastard!!!” she cried. the filth coming from her lips a sure sign she was no longer in control of her own desires.
Rob didn’t need to be told twice. He responded immediately, dropping a hand from her wrists, he pushed it onto her left breast, massaging his fingers deep and hard into the soft fabric of her top, hard enough that he left indentations in the material where his fingers had strayed He leant forward, still massaging her tit and closed his lips around the ever swelling nipple that protruded through her top. He sucked…..and nibbled and kissed……teasing first one, then the other nipple to attention…..
Held against the wall it was all Kate could do was stand there and suffer the pleasure of his hands, mouth and lips upon her tits and nipples.
Finally, breathless and gasping for air he broke free, letting go of her wrists, her body.
For a moment Kate looked into his eyes as she wondered where this was all going to end. She was all too aware that at some point it would…but for so long without him she was determined it wasn’t going to be now.
As his body moved against hers once more her lips parted in readiness to accept his long, snake like tongue. Again her groans were turned to muffled whimpers as she swallowed his tongue whole, this time raising her leg and wrapping her foot around his outer thigh before started to grind her body hard into his, loving the sensation of dry Fucking him here in her own kitchen.
Again and again Kate’s mind willed her to stop. Willed her to think of her hubby…her daughter…..and of the disaster that would befall them all should either walk in……but try as she might she wasn’t able to overcome the feelings her pussy was generating up and down her body. She was on fire…..and all because of Rob. She couldn’t help herself…for she now knew all along, these past months she’d been kidding herself. Fooling herself into thinking she didn’t need him. But she did! She needed those lips of his…his tongue. She needed the feel, the closeness, the warmth of his body…..and most of all she now realised……Yes!She needed his cock!!!
Again she responded, fighting back his slippery tongue to force hers deep into his mouth. Like her, he licked….sucked…..lapped…..as if searching for a long lost need. It was too much… it pushed Kate over the edge.
Gasping, groaning… grunting her desires deep into his mouth her hand slipped to his crotch where her fingers sought for and found his manhood….
“Ohhhhh FUCK!” she moaned into his mouth, not that he’d have understood what she was saying for the words were quickly lost down his throat.
She started to stroke him…hard, firm, intense, passion filled strokes…..
He pulled away from her lips and looked down at her hand. Like her, he was more than aware of the risk the two of them were taking but for his part, more than prepared to continue.
“That’s it Katie! Stroke it!” he demanded, then wanting to fuel her desire added.
“Go on! Stroke the cock that’s been Fucking your daughter!!! Is that what you want Katie? Or would you rather it was you that I Fucked?”
With her right hand still attending his cock she used her left hand to draw him in close where, opening her mouth she sucked greedily on his eager tongue once more…….not wanting to respond to his question for she knew he already had the answer.
Outside beyond the kitchen, past the dining room, inside the lounge, hubby and daughter were still chatting. With him working away from home most of the time, they had not seen one another in a while and had much to catch up on. Neither of course had any idea what was taking place inside the kitchen.
Inside the kitchen the two of them parted. Rob again appearing mesmerised by the rise and fall of her breasts beneath her close fitting top. He witnessed too the quick sly glance towards the utility room door. He didn’t need to hear the words…
He eased back, took a hold of her hand and lead her inside. Once there, he turned and both closed and locked the door behind them. As he turned back he smiled for HIS Katie, as he’d come to regard her, had already dropped down on her knees.
He groaned as she leant forward and started to kiss at his crotch over his trousers. He closed his eyes as she leant back a little while slipping open the button on his trousers before starting to undo his zip. His mind whirled. He smiled as he pictured a Rosie future ahead for himself….after all…how many guys could boast of the chance of Fucking both Mother and daughter.
Unaware of Rob’s thoughts, Kate slid open his zip, eased open his trousers and eagerly slipped her hand inside to run her fingers up and down a pair of sexy, well fitted briefs. Just feeling his cock like this caused her mind to fill with memories of their affair all those months ago. For now though, it felt just like yesterday for it seemed as if they were picking up so so easily from where they had left off.
Kate pulled his trousers down past his hips and looked up towards his face just as she used to do all those months ago remembering how much he liked to watch her sucking on his, as she remembered then, giant cock. Her memories hadn’t failed her. He was every bit as well endowed as she remembered.
Kate continued to kiss upwards. Her lips moving sensuously over the smooth cotton, along the outline of his shaft, teasing, pleasuring until her lips alighted against his knob, a knob so well defined she could see it’s shape clearly beneath his briefs.
She heard him moan…just as he always used to, as she teased her tongue back and forth and around and around his plum like helmet, wetting the cotton briefs with her own saliva.
“Ohh baby! That’s it Katie! Shit! I have missed this from you. That’s just one of the things I always loved about you Katie. You were always such a good little cocksucker! Come on baby get it out! Get it out and let me feed you my cock!!!”
Kate groaned at the way he was talking to her. It was just as he always used to…pure filth…talking to her as if she were some wanton, little tart…but she already knew, when it came to his cock, that’s just what she was…a dirty little tart who just couldn’t get enough..either then, all those months ago, or now….for even now, even though here he was going out with her daughter she felt this cock belonged to her.
Still looking up into his eyes she pulled down his briefs allowing his massive erection to leap free and, for the first time in months there is was, his magnificent beast in all its glory.
“OHHH Shit!” she whimpered quietly as she wondered how it had ever been she could have given this monster up?
Kate looked straight at it as her right hand peeled down his foreskin, groaning as she witnessed his juicy, purple coloured, plum shaped knob ease into view, shivering with pure excitement as she saw it was already coated in a thick clear precum. She leant forward, opened her lips and closed her mouth around his massive cock head sucking as she did, sucking his sweet tasting precum into her mouth…teasing the tip of his knob as she did, with her tongue.
This, together with the knowledge his girlfriend and her hubby were not far away had Rob feeling more aroused than ever.
“Ohhh that’s it baby…just as I remember… Gobble you dirty Fucking whore! Gobble me off! I want to cum in your mouth you dirty Fucking tart!!”
Kate groaned, with her mouth filled with meat she couldn’t reply. Instead, with his words of encouragement egging her on she started to slide her lips up and down, her head bobbing as she took more and more of his cock into her mouth with each downward movement.
Above her Rob almost snarled then started to rock from his hips, his movements in rhythm with hers until he was forcing the whole of his length deep down her sweet throat.
He reached down with both hands and combing his fingers through her hair he twisted and pulled, pulling her head back and forth onto his cock. He was Fucking her now…Fucking her sweet little mouth. He groaned out loud as he realised his cock was finally back where it belonged….in HIS Katie’s sweet mouth.
More aroused than ever Rob tilted her head back so she had little choice but to look up at him. Kate knew what she must look like…a whore..a dirty, filthy, cocksucking whore but she didn’t care for she knew this was where she belonged….on the end of his magnificent cock. Oh yes she didn’t need to be told she was married, nor that he was seeing her daughter! ‘Fuck them!’ she thought. She needed this far more than she needed them.
She eased his cock from her mouth, drawing a mix of precum and saliva which attached itself to both her lips and his helmet like an umbilical chord. She smiled, then looking up at him, used her right hand to smear the mix lasciviously back down the length of his shaft.
She glanced briefly at the locked utility room door, more than aware of how much time had passed since she’d left her hubby and daughter in the lounge. She didn’t need to be told the risk they were both taking…especially so given how long they had been gone but as much as she knew it was wrong, her mind was now being controlled by the sensations her pussy was sending out.
“Remember this Rob?” she grinned. “Remember how you used to love Katie sucking on your lovely big balls?”
Kate didn’t wait for an answer, she ducked her head between his thighs and closed her lips around one of his balls rolling her tongue around and around as she gently sucked. She released it only to do the same to his other. She sucked and licked and teased, his moans and groans informing her they were steadily filling with spunk…..rich creamy spunk.
She pulled back and looked up into his eyes, happy in the knowledge she’d maintained her ability at getting him so so turned on. She started to massage his balls using the tips of her fingers as she teased her tongue along the underside of his shaft.
“Ohh baby yes!” she murmured, licking her way up his shaft. “Come on baby fill these big balls for me. You know how much Katie loves your spunk.
Rob groaned, the sound of her words adding to his arousal. God how he loved her talking so dirty.
“Come on baby spunk for me!” she continued. “Give Katie a spunk bath just like you used to….Cum over my face you Fucker!”
Kate continued sliding her tongue up and down his shaft as her fingertips manipulated his balls.
“Ohhh Rob! I have so missed the way you can spunk…!” she moaned.
Rob’s groans increased and down below he could feel his cock start to twitch. He couldn’t help but reach for it causing Kate to squeal with delight as she saw him close his thick fingers around the even thicker girth of his cock
His mind now switched off, his actions run solely by the cock throbbing between the grip of his fingers. He started to wank.
“Ohhh yes!…That’s it honey! WANK IT! Ohhh Shit I so love watching you wank! Go on big boy! Toss yourself off for me! I want your cum…. I want it all over my dirty, cocksucking lips…..Now Rob! Come on…WANK IT!” she cried.
Kate watched as Rob’s eyes rolled back, his lids closing. Her own eyes fluttered then opened wide, enjoying the thrill of watching his strong fingers wrapped around his cock as his hand jerked up and down. He groaned and Kate got ready for what she knew was about to happen. Her fingertips felt his balls tighten…his cock started to twitch and suddenly, just as it used to be all those months ago a thick stream of spunk arced across the short divide between them splashing across her face. A second….a third… a fourth….Kate reached for his cock brushing his hand aside and opening her mouth she pointed his cock at it.
“COME ON BABY! FEED ME! FEED ME YOUR CUM YOU DIRTY LITTLE FUCK!”
As Rob fired his spunk into her mouth so she leaned forward and closed her lips around his knob wanting to feel his pulsing dick and wet creamy spunk shooting down her throat.
Kate started to suck, her head bobbing up and down as she milked the last of his spunk from his huge mushroomed shaped knob. Her eyes glanced sideways, towards the mirror than ran almost from floor to head height. She mewled as she saw her own reflection looking back at herself and now like Rob she could see just what a cocksucking whore she truly looked.
She slid her lips up and down his shaft, watching herself, watching his cock disappearing then re-appearing into her mouth. She was watching a slut, a real dirty little cocksucking slut, but she didn’t care. All that mattered was her ability in still being able to please him.
Again her mind reeled. ‘Christ!’ she thought to herself! ‘What in God’s name had possessed her to finish with him? Why on earth had she allowed a cock like this to slip from her grasp’.
Kate didn’t know…..all she knew was she was being given this second chance. A chance to redeem herself and it was one she had no intention of wasting.
Her eyes averted from the mirror, now entirely centred on Rob she got to her feet and as she looked him in the eye she felt that oh so familiar tingle. The one she always got when he’d look at her with that “I’m going to Fuck you look”
Her lips were inches from his. She slipped a hand to the back of his neck pulling him close, aware her face still showed the tell tale signs of his explosion.
“Kiss me Rob!” she purred.
He slid his hand to his neck and pulled hers away. He gripped her other hand then forcefully pushed her back against the wall pinning her there.
“I was right wasn’t I Katie? You’ve regretted finishing it? You’ve missed this cock haven’t you? You’ve missed the feel of it being shoved hard in and out of your cunt?” he demanded to know as he held her there, firmly against the wall.
“Ohhh God yes!” she replied
He pushed his lips hard onto hers and for a full thirty seconds she was transported back to all those months ago…to a time when that’s just how they snogged…. with passion…lust…a real animal like lust… He licked…kissed…snogged….lunged….their heads in unison with one another’s, their mouths opening and closing as each gave and received a sloppy, wet, French kiss and all the while he just pinned her there against the wall, the feeling of helplessness compounding her arousal.
Finally he pulled free and pressed his lips close to her ear. She could hear his breath coming in short sharp gasps, echoing her own and she groaned at the sound of his whispered words.
“Tell me Kate? So how does it feel? How does it feel knowing I have been using this cock on your daughter? That she’s been spreading those sweet sexy legs of hers and letting me Fuck this big hard cock right up her cunt?”
He pressed a hand firmly over her left breast, ,mauling it roughly as if wanting to let her know he was in charge.
“I Fucked her today Kate.” he continued. “I Fucked your daughter just before we came round. She was screaming for me to stop Kate. She was begging me, but I wasn’t having any of it. I knew we were coming round to see you and I wanted to be able to tell you I had just screwed her.”
“You Bastard Rob! You Fucking Bastard!” Kate hissed back at him… “You can’t do this…you have to stop seeing her…!”
Rob’s smile broadened into a huge grin.
“Oh but I can Katie….and I will. I’m going to make you suffer Kate for finishing us off. Every time I Fuck your bitch of a daughter I am going to tell you all about how good she was…how eager she was to please…and believe me Kate she’s as eager for this cock of mine as you are. Yes Kate! She’s just like her Mum…a dirty little cockloving tart!!!”
“You Shit Rob!”
“Ohhh Kate! I’m really going to enjoy this. I’m really going to enjoy Fucking you both…cos that’s what you deserve, isn’t it bitch???”
“Yes…..No….oh God I don’t know…..” Kate whined.
“Well how about remind you Kate. Turn around and bend over. Go on! I want to show you how, less than an hour ago I was Fucking your horny bitch of a daughter!”
Kate groaned as she looked towards the locked door. Time had moved on since the had both left the lounge. She could barely understand how one or the other had not come out to check on what was taking them so long, even so, she could no more resist him than stop breathing. She did as she was told, turned and found herself leaning over the sink.
Behind her she felt his hand on her skirt….felt him tugging it high up over her arse. She waited…pensive..aware of his recovery powers, aware of what she was about to receive.
Rob pushed into her body, his outline moulding perfectly to hers and again whispered into her ear.
“That’s it you bitch…spread them just like Shelly does for me. I want to remind myself just who is the better Fuck!!!!”
“Ohhh Fuck you!” she hissed as she opened her legs wide for him. “Just do me you Bastard!!! Just Fuck that great big prick of yours hard up my cunt! I’ll show you who’s better!”
Kate bent forward, the whites of her knuckles showing as her hands gripped tight on the edge of the sink, waiting in anticipation, yet deep down knowing just what to expect. That she was about to be taken to heaven and back.
She groaned as Rob began rubbing his huge knob over her open cunt lips. She spread wider and gasped out loud as he began pushing it into her willing cunt.
She adjusted position, spreading even wider in an attempt to accommodate his cock and as he pushed deeper, it was yet another reminder of just how big he was and what it was he used to do to her.
She closed her eyes……and started to rock back and forth. God how she’d missed this cock and she was going to show him just how much. She was going to prove to him beyond doubt that she was his once again….and if it were possible……that he would no longer feel the need to Fuck her daughter though somewhere deep inside her mind, as much as Kate didn’t want to accept it, she sensed that Rob planned to continue with her daughter for as long as he could. She was mature and experienced enough to know the idea of Fucking both Mother and daughter was never likely to lose its appeal.
Behind her Rob had hold of her waist as he slowly eased more and more of his cock into Kate’s horny wet snatch. He eased out, until just the head of his knob was held between her cunt lips, then patiently fed it back in…deeper this time, her juices helping his entry.
Kate tipped forward, her pussy gripping hard on his shaft, her cunt walls able to feel every nuance, every throb of his veiny, rock hard cock and though he had barely started, already she could sense the onsetting climax.
“Ohhh Shit Yes! Do me Rob! Fuck me good and hard!” Kate gasped.
As he eased back once more she tipped further forward, her hands gripping tight on the sink in expectation of what was to come.
He pressed forward, sinking his shaft deeper and despite the risk, Rob was in no hurry to finish this off for his cock was sending signals to his brain that he’d found the garden of eden, and he had no wish to leave in any hurry.
Kate began to emit a low guttural type mewl as he pulled back and sank deep again. Beneath him her pussy pulsed and he felt her body tremor, a sure sign she’d already climaxed.
Kate bit down hard on her lip, the only real way she had of stopping herself from screaming out at full volume. When he pushed home again her pussy erupted in a flood of juices which she could feel spurt from deep within her cunt, her juices spilling violently all over his cock and on down her legs. It was the sign he’d been waiting for. He withdrew, leant forward, then pushing both hands onto her shoulders, used them to pull her back onto the root of his cock.
Unseen by Rob, Kate’s eyes opened wide in a kind of stupefied terror as the full size and force of his cock sank home. Her lips too parted, turning her earlier low guttural mewl into a growl of appreciation.
“Ohhh Fuck! Ohhhh Fuck yes!” she growled.
Rob withdrew and pushed again, forcing her body to tip even further over the sink……then again…and again… and again until he had achieved his rhythm, their two bodies slapping together with each forward thrust.
Kate was not in the least bit surprised at how hard he felt inside her, given he’d not long shot his cum for her. She had long admired his quick recovery powers and in a strange way took pride, knowing it was her, the reason he was ready to Fuck again so soon.
Behind her Kate heard Rob starting to grunt as his body rocked faster, his prick driving deeper. harder now into her ever willing cunt. She could sense he was close, just as she was too… but where it was only his second climax, this would be at least her third. She egged him on, aware any second he was going to flood her cunt with his spunk.
“Yes! Yes! Yes!” she grunted through gritted teeth. “I’m Cumming! Ohhh Fuck I’m Cumming again you dirty Bastard!”
Her words caused Rob to increase the pace and depths of his thrusts. He knew he was close but he wanted to feel her juices spill once more before finally unleashing his own.
Lin’s body shook….her pussy spasmed… she knew it was a matter of seconds before he’d bring her off again.
“Oh God! Cum for me Rob! Pleaseeeee! Cum in my cunt you little Fuck!”
Just then Kate seemed to lose all control of her body… it froze…stiffened then all at once started to convulse as an earth shattering climax ripped through every nerve ending her body possessed. She tipped forward, using the sink to maintain her position just as Rob let out a low anguished sound of pure pleasure as his balls began to empty deep into her womb.
For Kate, time seemed to stand still. Her body no longer seemed her own.. it had a will and mind of its own as it rutted back and forth against his, her pussy lips tightening around his thick shaft, wanting to bleed every drop of cum from his cock.
Rob let out one last, long gasp of pleasure before slumping forward, using Kate’s body as support. The two of them panting, gasping, their breaths ragged.. ..their bodies, at least for now, sated by their illicit copulation.
Rob rose behind her then helped Kate up into a standing position. He turned her to face him and leaning forward, planted his lips once more over hers.
The kiss was brief, perfunctory even… He pulled back and she saw his grin widen to a smile.
“We’d better get back to the others.” he told her, then slipping his hands on her waist added, “but before we do I want you to know, this is just the start Kate! From now on I want you to know you are all mine!”
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The Naughty Nanny: Chapter 1 & 2
Okay faithful readers, here is an extremely long story, and may not be for everyone. Latoya is a live in nanny. She never had an attraction to her employer, until the day he came home early from work. She got to see was he was hiding in his pants, and knew she wanted it. So she reveals a secret to him. Please look at themes before proceeding, if it’s not what you like then don’t read it, otherwise read on and enjoy. Constructive criticism please.
Forbidden Dream
Story is part of CAW 6 contest and required writer to write from opposite perspective- story is from female point of view though I am a male.
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July 19 2006 Tomorrow is the big day my party.
P. S. I love puppies and unicorns!! I hate people who steal stories from xnxx.com!
Libraries> Documents> Jessica> Private
July 20 2006 My birthday
Totally awesome day. Bunch of family drove all the way out here to the middle of nowhere from the city to celebrate with me because I am so wonderful. Yea me!
A lot of my girls made it – Cindy, Britney, Lisa, Annie and Katy representing! Plus my cousins Kerri, Susie and Ashley made it from the city!
Had a great day, listening to hot music, eating and drinking up a storm (Dad was rocking the grill), having fun hanging with my friends and cousins, goofing off. Everyone brought their bathing suits as we have a swimming pond and after my brother and his friend went in, I told everyone we should all change to our suits in my room. So we headed to the house en masse. On the way I saw my Uncle Mark had arrived. He is the best uncle in the world, as well as really handsome and in great shape. I ran up and gave him a big hug and he kissed me on the cheek.
āHey birthday girlā he said āyouāre getting so old, soon you wonāt have time for your old uncle. Youāll be off with boyfriends and driving and worrying your parents even more than you do now.ā
I stuck my tongue out at him then laughed.
āDonāt let my Mom hear you saying that, she worries too much as it is. Besides Iāll always have time for you. Any guy who wants to be with me will have to like you too, not that thereās a line forming as you can see. And youāre so not old.ā
He smiled down at me as he is at least six feet tall and I barely come up to his chest.
āDonāt worry Jessica they will be lining up soon enough. Too soon for your father I think. By the way, where is my brother?ā
āOh heās on the grill, you know heāll have to be dragged away from that at some point. But whereās Aunt Diane, I donāt see her.ā
I saw a look of annoyance cross his face before melting away into his usual good natured expression.
āShe couldnāt make it due to a project for her job that has to be done by next week. So sheās working on it all weekend. Sheās sorry she couldnāt make it and sends her love. I think your friends are getting impatient waiting for you though, they look restless.ā
I turned and gave my girls a dismissive look before turning back to Uncle Mark.
āThey have to wait for me as it is my dayā I said only half kidding. āWe are going to change to go swimming and after you say hello to everyone I expect you to come as well. As Aunt Diane hasnāt come I will graciously allow you to hang with the birthday girl. I hope you brought your swim suit.ā
With that I rejoined my girls and we hurried to the house. I had deliberately made the comment about Aunt Diane to annoy him. Though she was nice I never thought she was right for him. She was older then him by a few years and though she was pretty, he was far too handsome for her in my opinion. And it wasnāt because of the small gap in their ages that made them seem mismatched but the difference in their whole beings. Uncle Mark wasnāt immature but he seemed to be at the age level of whoever he was with. My mother always said it was like he had a little boy in him fighting to get out.
As we headed to my room I heard some giggles from the rear of the group. I noticed my cousin Kerri was whispering to Annie and they were both looking at me. When we were all squeezed into my room I looked at Kerri straight in the eye.
āSo whatās so funny?ā I asked her.
Kerri is from my motherās side of the family – my Irish relatives- and it showed as her face became beet red.
She looked down and shuffled her feet before mumbling her answer.
āI was just telling her about Cousin Joeās wedding.ā
I shot daggers at her. The nerve of her, on my day, to recount an old story from when we were five years old. Everyone was looking at us, not knowing what we were talking about.
āJess itās not a big deal, just a cute story is allā Kerri said. āYeah it isnāt anything badā Annie chimed in.
āSo whatās the story?ā Lisa asked butting her big nose into things as usual. Everyone stood around expectantly waiting for me to answer.
āOh just a stupid story from when we were like fiveā I said trying to downplay it. When I didnāt say any more Lisa turned her face to Kerri who seemed more uncomfortable than I did.
āGo ahead tell them since they seem dying to knowā I said. When she looked at me I just nodded.
āWhen we were five our cousin Joe got married and we were the flower girls. We had these pretty little dresses and everything. At the dinner everyone was talking about how cute we looked and how the brideās dress was beautiful and stuff like that. Our Grandma asked Jess about if she got married would she like a dress like that one. And Jess looked at her with this grown up expression and said and Iām not making this up āGrandma I donāt know about the dress but when Iām older I will marry my Uncle Mark.ā Some people laughed or thought it was cute but Jessica was so serious about it. Her mom was like you canāt marry your uncle and Jess just said why. Finally someone said itās against the law to marry your uncle and Jess had a giant crying fit until her mom could calm her down.ā
āYeah big deal I was a little kidā I answered.
āWellā Lisa said āyou were only five but youāre fourteen now and you looked like youāre still feeling it for him, uncle or not. But you do have good taste. He is hawt.ā To this the other girls seemed in agreement, even Susie and Ashley whose uncle he was as well.
āYou are so mad crazyā I told Lisa though my cheeks were redder than Kerriās now. To prevent any further talk on the subject I lifted my shirt over my head and tossed it on the bed and unhooked my bra freeing the girls.
āJessica is an exhibitionistā Katy joked and soon everyone was changing into their swimsuits. I put on my new bikini and I thought I looked pretty good. My stomach was flat and I thought my legs and butt were good, although I wished my chest was bigger. My top did push up what I had and I was grateful Mom had let me get it. She thought it was unnecessary but smiled and told me if that was what I wanted to go ahead.
Once everyone was changed we charged downstairs and headed to the pond. The nine of us descended like a plague of locusts driving away all unfortunate enough to be in our path. When we reached the pond I ordered my brother and his friend out or they would be splashed within an inch of their lives. Realizing the odds of nine against two didnāt favor them they beat a tactical retreat moving to the ābeachā of our pond. Britney was the only one upset as for some strange reason she thinks my dorky brother is cute.
I went into the water right away and so did a few others but most didnāt want to ruin how they looked and my city cousins werenāt so sure about swimming in a pond. Lisa and Annie were with me and I told the rest in no uncertain terms that they had two choices: either come in the water however they liked, whether wading in or jumping in. Their other choice would be for us to kick up so much water at them that they would envy a drowned rat. That ultimatum gave them some clarity and they began to stream into the water.
It was a hot day with the sun beating down so the water was nice and warm. Most of the girls didnāt go deeper than their waists but just took it easy standing in the shallow end. I was like an otter on the other hand, swimming as well as diving underwater. Once I surfaced amidst the group sending them shrieking from my assault of water. Everyone was soon chilling, with me floating on my back when Lisa whispered in my ear.
āYour hot uncle is coming this way. I feel a cramp coming on and I think I might need rescuing.ā
Slowly I opened my eyes and saw he was approaching the pond. He said hello to my little brother, or should I say younger brother as he is taller than I am, and was introduced to his friend Martin who is an even bigger dork. Uncle Mark showed again why heās such a great guy by being nice to them and he made them laugh with a couple of jokes and shook their hands like they were his equals, as if.
I paddled my way to the shore near where he was and gave him a little splash. He was wearing blue swim trunks that came to his knees with flames on the side. His foot flicked at the water spraying my face with tiny droplets.
āStop playing around and come in, the waters fineā I told him.
āHmmm not as fine as you areā Lisa interrupted. āHi Iām Lisa, Jessicaās more worldly friend.ā
Uncle Markās eyebrow raised and a bemused smile spread across his face.
āWell worldly Lisa I guess you know Iām Mark and Iām pleased to meet you. Now I think you girls should stand back as Iām about to come in.ā
He took a few steps back then started forward at a run like he would jump in full force. Squealing with delight we tried to put some distance between us when Uncle Mark slowed and just lightly entered the water before sinking in up to his neck. Lisa tried to maneuver past me but I managed to block her with my body. Susie and Ashley went over to him to say hello as he was their uncle as well. After that all the girls started to congregate toward him and I think he got a little embarrassed from the attention. He worked himself free and began to swim back and forth across the pond.
I swam up to him and demanded he give me a ride. He smiled and beckoned me forward. I clasped him around his neck and he started to glide through the water as I rode on his back. As he approached the other side he gracefully made a turn and started back in the other direction. When I caught Lisaās eye I stuck my tongue out at her and did she look mad.
Uncle Mark again turned and headed in the other direction. I marveled at the feel of his muscles moving under his skin beneath me. When we again reached my girls Ashley asked if she could get a ride. Since sheās my cousin and I was feeling generous I slid off his back and let her take a turn. Meanwhile Kerri and a few others had managed to work the rowboat from the shore into the pond and pulled themselves aboard it and drifted along. I swam up to them and we kidded each other about things. Then Kerri looked past me and waved.
āJessica your mother is coming here.ā she said.
Seeing my mom I paddled over to the shore and waited for her to arrive. Mom looked over the scene and sighed.
āJess are you girls ever going to eat? You havenāt eaten all day. And Jessica what is your friend doing to your uncle?ā
I turned and saw Lisa was now riding Uncle Mark and not only were her arms wrapped around him but so were her legs. The little trampās legs circled his waist and her body was pressed against him. No doubt it made swimming harder although I doubt Lisa minded. I saw red and moved in their direction while hearing my Moms words in my ears.
āNo more than 15 minutes young lady or I send down your Father.ā
I caught up with them and pulled her off him dunking her for good measure. He took the opportunity to head in the opposite direction, leisurely backstroking towards the boat. Lisa surfaced sputtering and flailing. She glared at me when she saw me.
āWhat the hell was that for?ā she demanded.
āYou were assaulting him Lisa, heās my Uncle. I was just defending him.ā
āBelieve me Jess, he didnāt mind. I think he liked me rubbing up against him if you get my meaning.ā
With that she turned and swam toward the ābeachā. I shook my head but I knew Lisa was just being herself, a slut, but didnāt mean anything against me. By this time Susie had convinced Uncle Mark to tow the boat with four of them in it. I dog paddled over and was again amazed at how easily he performed physical feats. He had the rope from the boat over one shoulder and was gliding the boat across the surface of the water.
āYouāre not straining too much pulling these heifers are you?ā I asked him while smiling sweetly at them.
āBe nice Jess. Itās not a hard pulling these trim young ladies I assure you. Besides the boat floats, Iām just guiding it.ā
I snorted at his polite answer. Cindy at the least could lose a few pounds and Kerriās ass was getting fat.
āWell all us trim young ladies have to go eat or my Mom will be sending out the hounds for us.ā
Uncle Mark laughed and started towing the boat to shore. Since I was unencumbered I outdistanced him and was drying myself before the boat arrived. I made quick eye contact with Lisa.
āFriends.ā
āForeverā she answered. Things were good. I noticed that Uncle Mark had stayed in the pond. No doubt happy to get some peace. After everyone dried off we headed up toward the house. We commandeered a table on the deck and went in shifts to fill up our plates. After eating our fill I suggested we shower off and change. As we proceeded to the door we passed near where Mother, Uncle Mark and some other relatives were.
āMark at these girls age you shouldnāt do anything to encourage their silliness and in some cases worse.ā
He shrugged before replying. āEveryone was just having fun and no one did anything inappropriate.ā
He was so great and Mom could be soā¦.. impossible sometimes. I showered first but was fast because a lot of girls had to go before the hot water ran out. I was sitting on the bed waiting when Lisa who had also already showered sat next to me.
āJess you know I didnāt mean anything and I wouldnāt do anything with your Uncle, at least without your permission.ā
āIt wouldnāt matter anyway. Heās married.ā
āHeās married, yeah so. And you know thatās why my parents got divorced.ā
I hugged her because I knew it still hurt that her father had moved out and in with that bimbo. She pushed me away after a minute and brushed a tear away before attempting a wan smile. She whispered so no one else could overhear.
āIām telling you though Jess, he is so hot. When I was riding him in the water I was so pressing against him down there I got all wet.ā
āYou did notā I hissed at her. I was shocked but also a little turned on. She nodded and smiled back at me.
āAnd if someone hadnāt pulled me off who knows what could have happened. I might have cum like the little mermaid with her Prince.ā
We both had a giggling fit over that one and everyone else stared at us like we were crazy people. After a minute we composed ourselves.
āIāll tell you this Jessica, tonight before I go to sleep your Uncle will be making an appearance in my fantasies. Iāll use my trusty hairbrush handle as a very inadequate stand in for him.ā
I felt my jaw drop from that revelation. āYou meanā¦ā
āI plan on playing with myself while thinking of him. Thereās no way Iāll be able to sleep without some relief. Not that a hairbrush can equal him but a girl has to do what she can.ā
āThat is so wrong Lisa, I forbid itā I said. I felt a funny feeling in the pit of my stomach from her confession. I knew I couldnāt really stop her but it bothered me deeply inside somehow. She looked at me and read the pain showing in my eyes.
āForget about what I said Jess, we wonāt discuss it any more. Nothing should come between friends.ā
We didnāt talk about it again but I couldnāt stop thinking about things. Around 7:00 P.M. Uncle Mark found me to say good bye. Often when he came he would stay the night but since Aunt Diane was home he was leaving. He took me in his arms and hugged me tight and I locked my arms around him while burying my head against his chest. It felt like heaven to me and I didnāt want to ever let him go. Finally he broke our embrace.
āDonāt worry kid, weāll see each other soon. Itās not for all that. Happy birthday again, your card from us is with the rest. Make sure you check in it before throwing it away. There might be something in it.ā
I smiled at him. He was the only one who could call me kid without me becoming upset. I knew he didnāt mean it as a way of putting me in my place cause I was young but as a term of endearment. I rejoined my girls but I was definitely a little quieter the rest of the night. When people would ask I just said I was tired was all. As the guest of honor I stayed about longer than I felt like, but when my last friend left I said good night to the remaining guests and went to my room.
The words Lisa said whirled through my mind as I got ready for bed. I stripped to my panties before brushing my teeth and hair. I put on my Dadās old t-shirt I used for pajamas, shut off the light and crawled into bed. I could faintly hear the music and the voices of the remaining people from a distance. Unable to sleep I tossed and turned for a while without luck. Even though I felt tired physically my mind refused to settle down and I knew why.
I pulled my sheet up to my neck and propped the pillows behind my head. Trembling my fingers crept to the bottom of my shirt hem and I inched it up until my breasts were uncovered. My fingers lightly brushed across my nipples sending a jolt of pleasure to my brain. I closed my eyes tight and imagined I wasnāt alone. In my mind it wasnāt my fingers that squeezed my sensitive nipples making me moan. The hands seized my tender and growing breasts roughly and pushed them together.
In my mind I pictured his hands on me, fondling my treasures hungrily. When my little hand burrowed under my panties toward my sex it wasnāt my hand but a larger, stronger male hand. It caressed me, exciting me more than I could alone. It found the crease between my lips and explored there, probing my moist little core. His hand became more demanding, spreading the petals of my flower open to his touch. His other hand now brushed over my silky hair searching for something. When it connected with my clitoris I gasped from delight. I heard his deep voice talking to me.
āDo you like that little Jessica? Does it feel good what Iām doing to you? Bringing you pleasure.ā
āYes it feels soo goodā I whimpered.
āLay back and relax Jessica and let the feeling take youā the familiar voice instructed.
In response I spread my legs wider and put my head back further. The hands continued their relentless motions. A finger was now inside me and was soon followed by a second. The other hand had built up a rhythm circling my button and I got a funny feeling in my tummy. It grew in intensity until I couldnāt take it anymore and then I felt it. My back arched as I felt the world shake around me. For a moment I wasnāt sure if I was dreaming and I really believed he was there with me.
āUncle Markā I said reaching out while opening my eyes. Of course that broke the spell and I found myself alone in my bed with a hand between my legs and the other clasping empty air. It had seemed so real for a time but a dream canāt last. My fingers felt sticky as I removed them from down there. So that was the great mystery poets had written about since time immemorial or at least a lesser aspect of it. For a fleeting moment it felt like I was one with the universe. And that was imagining myself with the man I loved. I suspected if it had been him my pleasure would have been greatly multiplied. But I also knew he was a man I could never have. It wasnāt fair and I wanted to scream at the unfairness of it all. However with my orgasm taking the edge off I was soon sound asleep.
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August 27 2008
Work totally sucks!! That assistant manager is such a perv! Not only does he ogle all us cashiers like the dirty old man he is, heās always finding ways to make it worse. Today he told me to stock the bags on all the checkout lanes and he was like breathing down my neck the whole time. Every time I bent to a storage shelf he was checking out my butt. I know its fabulous (lol) but still. To be honest Iāve seen his wife and I understand him looking some, but show a little class.
Good news-the party is in a few days and He will be coming and spending the night. (Of course she will be here too but Iāll be happy with my crumbs of seeing and being near him. J )
P.S. Rainbows are pretty and mean people suck but not as much as people who steal stories from xnxx.com!
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September 1 2008 Labor Day / September 2 2008
Where do I start? I saw and did things this Labor Day and I am changed for life! I am now a Woman! I became one at sweet sixteen. Technically I turned sixteen in July but I will remember this day more.
First the barbecue on Monday. Mom and Dad threw their annual bash and people came from far and wide for the merriment. (Especially one devastatingly attractive Uncle.)
Since none of my friends could make it I was keeping a low profile. I knew when he arrived but I waited until he was alone and in the house to say hello. He had come into the kitchen to get more ice for the cooler when I ambushed him. Before he could react I launched myself onto him and showered him in kisses. When I finally stopped he laughed at me and then kissed me hello right on the mouth. It was just a quick peck but it made my heart beat faster and my insides even gooier than they were. He retrieved the ice bag and headed for the door.
āComing Jess?ā he called back.
āIāll be out in a little bitā I replied trying to sound casual. After he left I realized I had to do something to ārelaxā myself or I wouldnāt be able to sit still. I went into my bathroom and locked the door. Fifteen minutes later my fingers and wicked imagination with an assist from close proximity to my desire had relieved me somewhat. I drifted outside and mostly kept to myself.
I had been drinking a soda sitting under the deck. It was deserted there and yet many people were actually in close proximity to me. There were people on the deck above me talking but I wasnāt paying attention until I heard my Motherās voice mentioning me. Instantly my ears perked up to hear what she was saying. She was talking to her sister Elaine, my Aunt.
āYou know Jessica is very responsible but this new friend of hers, Lindsay, is not a good influence. Totally boy crazy and a little wild. I heard a story from one of the neighbors about her.ā
āWell you canāt believe everything you hearā a voice that I recognized as being Aunt Diane said.
āI know that but my source is unimpeachable. This girl Lindsay was behind the 7-11 giving one of the boys who worked there a blowjob.ā
I almost dropped my soda when I heard this and some of the women gasped. I had heard this story from Lindsay but she was unaware she had been seen, not that she would care. The girl did what she wanted and to hell with the consequences. There was a babble of voices talking at once when a voice rose above the rest.
āIām not defending this girl but I wonder who here at that age didnāt do some things they wouldnāt want known or discussed.ā It was Mrs. Jackson, one of our neighbors. I was surprised as she is an older lady and a bit stout but she made sense to me and I guess some of the others as things quieted down. But now the conversation turned to sex and I found myself listening almost against my will.
āHer giving blowjobs is something for when sheās young anyway. When she gets older sheāll tire of that. My Ken gets one on his birthday if Iām in the mood and can count himself luckyā I heard my Aunt Elaine say, which was too much information as far as I was concerned and thankfully Kerri hadnāt made it to the barbecue to hear that. There was laughter and general assent when I recognized another voice. It was Aunt Diane, Uncle Markās wife.
āI let my husband know before we were married not to be expecting any of that. Itās something I wonāt do.
If normal sex with a woman isnāt enough for a man, well I donāt know what to tell him.ā
There was a hubbub after that statement when I heard my Mother speak.
āDiane you know I never pry into your marriage but Iām a little surprised. You two have always seemed so passionate together and Iāve heard that from when Mark was young he was always popular with the ladies.ā
āOh weāre passionate I assure you. I just feel a man should be happy with intercourse alone.ā
āBut donāt you want him to you know, return the favorā another voice said.
āBelieve me he does and heās excellent at itā Aunt Diane replied ābut a man should pleasure his wife in all ways without expecting anything in return.ā
There was general laughter as well as comments about how they would like to be able to control their men like that. I thought it was terrible of her. From what she said Uncle Mark did everything for her and she wouldnāt extend the same courtesy. I would love for a chance to please him in any way I could.
Lately I had been practicing with some advice from Lindsay. Mostly on things like bananas but one time Lindsay had obtained a willing volunteer for me. It was a guy from school who wasnāt bad looking either which somehow made it easier. He had been blindfolded as I didnāt want him to know it was me. She had directed me and gave me pointers and I had done all right at it. When he came it startled me for a minute but overall it had been a good experience.
I had heard enough and decided to slip away. Passing through the kitchen I liberated a couple of beers while heading out behind the garage. It was a two car garage with a second story that served as a guest loft with a half bath. It was off and beyond the house close to the tree line. Leaning against the back wall I opened a beer and took a swallow. It tasted bitter to me but I slowly continued drinking it down until I finished the whole thing. I opened the second one and took a larger drink from the bottle. I belched and for some reason I thought that was hilarious.
I was feeling very nice by now and I decided to slip back for one more. I tried playing it casual as I ambled toward the back door. Fate was winking at me as I encountered no one on my mission. I could hear the music drifting from the party to my ears. It was coming from an oldies station playing on the radio. Like the wind (in my own mind) I passed back towards the garage. I sat on a garbage can and put the bottle between my legs.
Faintly the music carried back to me like a distant echo from the past. I could hear two voices singing in tandem about love denied.
āWhenever I want you, all I have to do is dream
Dream, dream, dream, dream
Dream, Dream
Whenever I want you, all I have to do is dream.ā
That was the problem I realized. All I could do was dream but it made things worse instead of better. Because when Morpheus left all I had were phantasms. Laughing silently I chided myself. I was too young to be so morose, itās not like I was some Goth girl wearing black lipstick smoking clove cigarettes. I lifted the bottle to my lips and drank. I had just climbed down from my perch when I froze. It was the sound of voices approaching my hidden sanctuary that startled me. There were two of them and I recognized both.
āIsnāt it a little early to leave the party for bed?ā I heard Uncle Mark say.
āOnly if weāre going to sleep and thatās the last thing on my mindā Aunt Diane slurred in reply.
I crouched down low and peered around the corner of the garage. They were standing about twenty feet from me in front of the building. Aunt Diane weaved slightly as she stepped up to embrace him. His muscular arm steadied her as he leaned down and kissed her hungry mouth. She responded eagerly and her hands reached around and grabbed his ass through his jeans. While they kissed Aunt Diane was grinding her pelvis against his slowly in a circular motion. Uncle Mark nibbled at her neck and I could hear her moan in response. As he continued she threw her head back, her auburn hair falling to her shoulders.
āMark I canāt wait much longer. Lets get upstairs or youāll have to take me out here where anyone can see.ā
Uncle Mark bent down and scooped her onto his shoulder and started off toward the door. Unable to stop myself I crept after them. The garage door was open and I slipped inside. I could see them climbing the stairs and Uncle Mark slapped her skirt covered ass making her laugh. From the foot of the stairs I waited and watched until I saw a light go on upstairs. Downing the rest of my beer for courage I started to tiptoe up the stairs. I avoided the fourth step as I knew it squeaked. I bent down low as I neared the top of the staircase to minimize the chance of being seen. The murmur of voices came to me as I cautiously inched forward. The sight that met my eyes transfixed me. The second floor was an open loft and had a window in both the front and back wall. The bed and nightstand were by the front window and the half bath was located in the left back corner. There were three round pillars that held up the roof beams running down the center of the room and a rustic chandelier provided the illumination.
There at the pillar nearest the bed was Aunt Diane. She stood with her back against the pillar and her eyes closed. Her long, breezy summer skirt she held raised above her waist and one leg was lifted up and being supported by Uncle Markās shoulder as he knelt on the floor in front of her with his face buried between her legs. I could tell from his movement that he was licking her sex. Aunt Diane was making low, little moans of pleasure.
I was fascinated by this tableau. Iād seen sex scenes on the internet and once walked in while my brother and his girlfriend were getting busy in the living room one night but neither was like this. I could already faintly smell the odor of sex wafting with the breeze entering the window. One of her hands was stroking his short, dark hair as he continued to pleasure her. Before I realized it my hand had worked its way into my shorts and begun to stroke my wet little slit. I was rubbing furiously trying to catch up as I had started late.
Aunt Dianeās moans were becoming louder and more frequent now. This seemed to spur Uncle Mark on to greater lengths himself. His head was moving in a side to side motion and his left hand reached up and felt her breast through the clothing. I heard her gasp and call out āYes Mark oh yesā before becoming a wordless moan.
My fingers pinched my clit as I joined my Aunt in orgasmic bliss. I saw Uncle Mark turn his head sideways and give Aunt Diane a love bite on her upper thigh provoking another moan from her throat. He then gently lifted and lowered her leg to the ground and stood. First he swooped in and bestowed a slow kiss to her lips before lifting her like a rag doll and carrying her to the bed. He carefully placed her down then removed his shirt and started to work down his jeans. I quietly and carefully adjusted my perch on the top stairs so I could obtain a better view.
Uncle Mark was nude now, a chiseled work of art, his back to me though at a somewhat sideways angle. Aunt Diane stood and joined him now and they embraced. She was as nude as him except for the strappy sandals still on her feet. He broke the kiss and turned her toward the bed and pushed her back down so that she was bent at the waist. Her hands pressed into the mattress and her breasts hung down. They appeared larger than I expected but she always did dress modestly.
I saw his hand go between her legs and after satisfying himself of something then reach between his own legs. He stepped forward driving his hard length into her with authority. She and I both gasped in unison although luckily for me hers drowned out the sound of mine.
Uncle Mark grabbed her hips and began to pound her. The sound of flesh meeting as their bodies collided filled the loft. Aunt Diane obviously loved it as she let loose with a series of moans intermixed with occasional profanity. Personally I was shocked by the language she used in private. She had always seemed corporate and staid to me but one never knows.
āGive it to me baby, fuck me hard! Fill me with your cock baby. Thatās it donāt stop.ā
He wasnāt stopping that was for sure. Aunt Dianeās breasts swayed back and forth in time with their coupling. He continued to fuck her hard without slowing for a couple of minutes when he abruptly ceased all movement.
āCome on Diane fuck me backā he ordered while giving her a slap across her ass. I saw her push her ass back into him and she was rewarded with another slap. She increased the tempo of her hips to a fast clip bringing Uncle Mark pleasure judging by his moans. He reached out and seized her arms right above her elbows and lifted them up and behind her back. He then began thrusting again making her torso fall forward until her head was resting on the bed. Aunt Diane was making little unintelligible sounds as he continued to slide in and out of her.
From my lower vantage point I could see between his legs as his erection slid in her. Even from this distance I could see her moisture on them both. Uncle Markās breathing became more rapid and he seemed to speed up his rhythm. He gave a few more rapid thrusts and then his body stiffened and I saw all his muscles tense.
āOh fuck, Iām cummingā he gasped.
Her response was instantaneous āYes fill me up baby, thatās it.ā
Slowly they sank onto the bed. I realized I hadnāt breathed during his orgasm and I resumed my breathing again. I was trembling from desire from what I had just seen. I felt myself positively dripping. I saw Uncle Mark stand and roll Aunt Diane onto her side by the edge of the bed. He pushed her knees up towards her chest and positioned himself behind her, resting one knee on the bed and the foot from his other leg on the floor. I saw Uncle Markās cock was still hard. Aunt Diane had called it that and it seemed to fit better than penis (which I learned in health class) or dick (what I heard my brother and his friends use). It seemed proud like a rooster.
Well he then took his cock in hand and began to put it into Aunt Diane again. As he slid in she moaned appreciatively. Realizing they were going for a second round I unbuttoned my shorts and slid them down and off my legs. I pulled my panties to the side exposing my pussy. I then took the beer bottle and started to slide it against my soaked lips, running it back and forth. Looking at them again I saw Uncle Mark was going nice and slow now, putting it all the way in before pulling almost out.
He lifted one of her legs up to his shoulder and began to kiss it causing a gasp from Aunt Diane. Uncle Mark then reached his hand down and began to caress her clit all the while continuing to pump his hips steadily. I increased the speed of the bottle on the outside of my lips while wishing it was something as hard but much warmer there. Aunt Diane was making a series of low steady moans and I saw her place her hand on top of his as it continued its circular movement.
Sensing her needs Uncle Mark started thrusting faster and harder while still manipulating her clit with his hand.
āYes, yes oh God Iām cumming againā Aunt Diane screamed and her body started shaking. He just kept going without slowing down in the slightest. She seemed to be in a daze lying there with her eyes and mouth open wide. Finally she recovered enough to reach her hand up and stroke his face gently. That little touch was enough though. I saw his body stiffen again and he pulled out from her. His cock started shooting onto her breasts and belly and seeing this pushed me over the edge as well. I came so hard that for a few seconds everything went dark. When I opened my eyes again they were both on their sides, him behind her with his now deflating cock between her legs.
Realizing my precarious position of being on the stairs partially undressed and visible from above or below I slowly started to work my way down the steps. When I was halfway down I pulled my shorts back on reluctantly when all I wanted to do was strip down and have him do those things to my virginal body. I continued down to the bottom and crept outside noiselessly. My orgasms had done nothing to reduce my ardor but had only increased it. Not feeling sleepy and not wanting to rejoin the party I put the now sticky necked bottle in the garbage and started walking down the driveway toward the road. I was hoping that a brisk walk might clear my head and tire me out.
I started off at a rapid pace on the edge of the road. From my house I could still hear the sounds of the remaining partygoers. By this time of the night there was no traffic along the road. It was a country road that only served our house, a few neighborsā houses and a summer lakefront community at the end. There were only a few clouds in the night sky and the stars were shining but the celestial beauty did little for me.
I was still very horny and worse for me was that my mind was replaying the events from the loft. How he repeatedly pleasured her when it should have been me. The way he knelt at her feet licking her sex even though she wouldnāt return the favor. The way she had him every day and night and I never could. I wanted to scream out that the universe was unfair when a sudden voice broke my soliloquy.
āHey Jessica how are you doing?ā a pleasant voice spoke.
Startled I looked up and saw a figure astride a bicycle on the far side of the road. It was Jimmy Thomson a boy a year older than me who came to the area every summer. His family owned one of the lakefront homes down the road. His parents were friendly with mine and I was surprised they werenāt at the party.
āHi Jimmyā I replied āwhat are you doing here?ā
āMy parents had to go to my Grandmaās house unexpectedly to take care of something. Thatās why they werenāt at your parentsā party. I stayed here because school starts later this week so Iām enjoying my last days of freedom and I had nothing to do so I went for a ride. What about you?ā
āYeah I was bored you know, so I walkedā I said with a shrug.
I started to walk again and Jimmy pedaled alongside me. Jimmy was alright. He wasnāt bad looking, not gorgeous or anything but not bad. He wasnāt fat or skinny either he was average, certainly no hard body. One time last year we had made out at my friend Britneyās pool party and it was ok. It didnāt give me goosebumps but at least he didnāt grope me or anything. Maybe it was the three beers or that I was horny although at best those are only part of the reason for what I said next.
āHey you said your parents arenāt home. Do you want to go hang out there?ā
He looked surprised by my offer but he quickly accepted. From there it was preordained what would happen. When we got there I asked if he had any beer. Jimmy looked nervous but came back with two. We sat on the couch while we drank them. He did the old stretch to get his arm around my shoulder and I had to fight to keep from laughing. But when he started to kiss me I shocked him with my response. I practically attacked him kissing back with a passion I didnāt know was in me. When I put my hand in his crotch and started feeling around he almost jumped.
In under five minutes the only thing I had on was my sneakers and bra. Jimmyās shirt was still on but his pants were around his knees and wasting no time he was clumsily trying to put his small thing inside me. I reached down and guided him to my virgin entrance which was still wet. He pushed forward making me a full fledged woman. The pain wasnāt bad cause when I was young I had done a lot of gymnastics and after a few rough exercises on the beam my hymen was partially torn anyway. Once Jimmy was in me he made a few awkward thrusts and then I felt him stiffen his whole body.
āNo Jimmy not in meā I yelled but he was oblivious in the throes of his orgasm. Only after I hit him a couple of times did he become aware and manage to pull out with his thing still dripping cum, I canāt call it a cock after seeing a real one.
We sat there a little while with neither of us knowing what to say. I just wanted to cry but I knew it was me who had messed up. I sat up and started to get dressed. He asked if he could do anything for me and I just gave him a cold stare. I was mad more at myself but I wasnāt in the mood. When I finished dressing I stood up.
āJessica do you want me to walk you home?ā he asked.
āNo but you can do me a favor Jimmy. If you want to tell your friends back home that you bagged some country girl go ahead if you donāt tell them my real name but promise me you wonāt say anything around here ever.ā
āI promise Jessica and Iām sorry.ā
āYou donāt have anything to be sorry about, Iām the jerk not you. Really youāre a nice guyā I said as I didnāt need to hurt or confuse him further.
As I walked back home I could feel Jimmyās cum oozing out of me. When I reached home I went straight to bed and I didnāt leave my room until I knew that Uncle Mark had driven home. After everything that had happened last night I couldnāt bear to look at him. I would see him in my dreams soon enough.
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“You mean just me naked?” I asked.
“Well, sure. I think so.” She answered.
I said, “No, I don’t guess it would bother me.” And I went into my room to strip down. Returning to the den, my penis was semi-erect, standing out parallel to the floor as I passed by Mom. She reached out and patted me on the bare ass as I went by. As we sat watching television, me naked, Mom in a cotton house dress, I noticed her looking at me for a few moments every so often. I found that I was enjoying being naked in front of her. After about an hour of this, Mom began to unbutton her housedress. Underneath she was wearing her bra and panties. Raising her butt up off the couch, she slipped her panties down her legs and off before reaching behind her to unclasp her bra and pull her arms out of the house dress and bra straps at the same time. Her tits tumbled down as she sat back against the couch, her house dress behind and under her. Scooting down on the couch until her ass was on the edge of the couch she said, “Joey, come here.” I got up and stepped to her and she pulled me toward her until I leaned over her and she could kiss me. Pulling me down, she gently pushed my face toward her right tit with one hand as she lifted it to my lips with the other. I eased down onto my knees on the floor between her legs as I began to suck on the nipple. “Suck as much as you can into your mouth.” She said. I complied until I literally had a mouth full of areola and nipple. I squeezed it with my lips while lapping my tongue all around the nipple, pressing it into the roof and floor of my mouth.
Mom grasped my head, a hand on each side and began to push me down. She moved my face down her abdomen until I was staring into her bush. Taking the obvious hint, I tentatively reached out with my tongue and licked the lips of her pussy. Pulling my head toward her, Mom ground my mouth into her pussy as she rocked her hips up to meet it. She lifted her legs and put them on my shoulders, my head deep between her thighs. I began to probe into her pussy with my tongue, licking her slit from one end to the other, probing as deeply as I could. Remembering her clit I reached with my tongue to locate it and finding it, I circled it repeatedly, my tongue dancing around its base. Then I wrapped my lips around it and began to suck on it gently. As I continued to suck her clit I reached up with my right hand and dipped two fingers into her pussy just below my chin. Inserting them as deeply as I could, I worked them around the inside of her slopping wet pussy. She began to moan softly and rock herself using her thighs on my shoulders for leverage to grind her pussy into my mouth. Trembling and jerking on me and the couch she began to cum, groaning loudly in the empty house. I slowed down my mouth and finger action as she finished climaxing and then her thighs relaxed on my shoulders. “Oh damn, that was good.” She gasped out as she laid there breathing rapidly. I crawled out from between her legs and climbed up onto the couch to lie on her and kiss her deeply.
She pushed me away from her until I was on my back lying lengthwise on the couch, feet still on the floor. Picking up my near leg she raised it over her and put it between her and the back of the couch before scooting toward me, leaning down and taking most of my penis in her mouth. With fingertips lightly fondling my testicles she began moving up and down my penis with a deliberate pumping action and I quickly raced toward orgasm. Climbing, I felt my hips beginning to thrust slightly in time with her movement to fuck her mouth with each plunge of her head. In short order I began to cum, I stiffened up, trembled and shook, and blew my load into my mother’s mouth. I could hear her swallowing repeatedly as my penis throbbed in her mouth. When I was finished, she continued to suck it gently up near the head and I could feel her fingertips playing with the bottom of my shaft.
Mom stood up, picked up her house dress, slipped into it, buttoned a couple of buttons, picked up her bra and panties, and said, “Good night, Joey.”
“Good night, Mom.” I replied as she headed out of the den and up the steps. I laid there on the couch for a few minutes before getting up, hitting the bathroom, and going into my room to go to bed.
I had fallen asleep when I heard, “Joey, wake up.” I awoke to see my sister and her two friends, Valerie and Denise, in my room, barely visible in the glow of the nightlight from the hall. They were all about a year older than I was.
“What the hell are you doing in here?” I asked.
Becky said, “We saw you and Mom. We watched the whole thing through the window.” My room, the den, bathroom, and laundry room were all in a finished daylight basement. The windows were only a bit higher than normal from the inside and were only about a foot above the ground from the outside. “How long have you been screwing her? I knew something was going on when I heard Mom come down here two nights in a row. I followed her down last night and heard you two. Denise and Valerie both wanted to come in and see you.” As she finished speaking, Becky pulled the top sheet down off of me. Valerie stepped over and let her fingers trail down from my chest to abdomen.
“Becky said I could sit on your face if I wanted to.” Valerie said and she began to pull her shorts down, stepped out of them, then pulled off her panties and dropped them on the floor. “You don’t mind, do you Joey? Watching you eat your mom got me real hot.” Before I could move or answer, Valerie slung her leg over me and sat down on my chest facing me saying, “Do a good job and I might let you see my tits, Joey.” She scooted up on me until her pussy was right in my mouth. “Come on, Joey, lick it, lick it good.” She said. With her pussy grinding in my face I began to lick, probing with my tongue, riding up and down the length of her slit. I continued to lick as Valerie began to rock on my face. Finding her clit I started sucking on it and Valerie responded by rocking faster and starting to groan softly. I continued until she began to shake and tremble on my face, groaning louder. As she went over the top she softly repeated, “Oh damn” over and over until she stopped, leaned forward and supported her upper body with her hands against the wall above my head. She scooted down my chest a bit until my face was free then patted me on the cheek with one hand as she said, “Good job, Joey.” And then swung herself off of me and the bed. Valerie looked toward the other girls and said, “That was good. You may want some of that, too.”
Denise looked at Becky and asked, “Do you want to? He’s your brother.”
Becky told her, “You go ahead if you want to.” It didn’t look like Denise was going to wait for a second invitation as she headed toward me. I started to sit up but Valerie pushed me back down as Denise was pulling off her shorts and panties. She swung a leg over me and again a pussy was being ground into my face. I did the best I could with her – my jaw and tongue were getting tired by now. I kept sucking on her clit until she came, grinding her pussy into my mouth.
When she climbed off of me she told Valerie, “You’re right. It was pretty good.” Then asked Becky, “You want your brother to take care of you, too?” Becky looked hesitant but then leaned over to slide her shorts and panties down and off and swung her leg over me to grind her pussy in my mouth. I licked and probed as Becky began to rock her hips on my face. Finding her clit, I began to suck on it eliciting a “Oh, yeah,” from her. My tongue and jaw were getting so fatigued I felt like they were turning to jelly as I continued to lick and suck my sister’s pussy until she came in my mouth.
She climbed off of me pretty quickly after she came and stood by the bed telling me “Not a word about this, Joey, you understand? I know what you and Mom are doing. And you can plan on taking care of us girls in the future, too.” All three of them left my room, each with their shorts and panties in their hand as they left. I laid there for a while rubbing my jaw which was really aching. After I was sure they had left, I got out of my bed and slipped quietly upstairs to Mom’s bedroom. Her door was open and I could hear her breathing as I walked in quietly.
“Mom?” I asked quietly.
“What is it, Joey?” She asked as she stirred awake.
“Can I sleep with you?” I asked. She flipped her top sheet back and I could see she was naked. I climbed in and scooted over to her as she flipped the sheet over me.
“What’s wrong, Joey? Everything okay?” She asked.
“Yeah, everything is fine. I’m just lonely downstairs by myself.” I told her. She just pulled me over against me. I scooted down a bit until her tits were right in my face and sucked on a nipple gently as I fell asleep.
When I woke up in the morning, Saturday morning, Mom was already up and in the shower. I laid there for a while until my bladder was kicking me and I had to go pee, out of bed and into the hall bathroom where Mom was showering. The clear glass door let me see her and her see me as I stood over the toilet taking a leak.
“Do you feel okay this morning?” She asked over the noise of the shower.
“Sure.” I replied.
“Joey,” She said, “Let’s play a game today. I want you to just stay naked today for the fun of it.”
“All day?”, I asked?
“Sure, why not?” She replied.
“Even when Becky comes back home?” I asked.
“Sure, why not?” She replied.
“OK, Mom.” I replied. I finished with my piss, washed my hands, and headed downstairs. Once in my room I realized that there wasn’t much to do in there if I wasn’t going to get dressed, so I headed into my bathroom ad brushed my teeth before going back upstairs to the kitchen. As I was pouring myself a bowl of cereal, Mom came down for upstairs and came into the kitchen wearing one of her house dresses.
“Oh, now that’s nice. I like seeing you naked like that, Joey.” She told me as she went to the coffee maker to get it started. I sat down and ate my cereal as she made coffee. The cool wood of the chair seat felt nice as my testicles and penis laid on it between my thighs.
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To Be Or Not To Be A Doctor – Chapter 5
Have you ever heard the song I Am the Walrus? It’s a good song.
All characters in this story are 18 and over.
