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Mr. Wilson’s Lessons

Mr. Wilson’s Lessons
by Lubrican
Bob Wilson was lying in a hammock, swinging gently in the breeze and watching Cindy mow his lawn. He worked out of his house, had few needs and could probably have retired if he’d wanted to. Gloria Drasny was his next door neighbor and Cindy was her daughter. Bob had known her since she was born. He’d been her babysitter when she was a toddler, reading her stories and playing games with her. That was before her father, Gene, had died in an aircraft accident, leaving Gloria alone with an 8 year old to raise. Bob had sort of taken over the father chores in raising Cindy. He’d helped her with her science projects, put her bicycle together for her, repaired broken dolls and things like that. When she’d turned eleven he’d hired her to do his yard work and taught her the various skills a jack of all trades home handywoman needed to know to get along in the world.
Bob had never married. He couldn’t have told you why, except that no woman had ever made him feel the need to do that. He’d had his share of relationships and no woman had found him wanting in bed. He just hadn’t ever had his heart stolen.
Cindy was pushing the power mower across his back yard. She had on her usual summer outfit – a sleeveless button up shirt with the tails tied just above her belly button and loose gym shorts. Her dark blond hair was in a pony tail that swayed and fluttered as she walked and her once-white tennis shoes were now stained green. She was sweating and wiped the back of one hand across her forehead.
As he watched her, Bob noticed several things in a row and his whole world began to tilt to one side, making him feel like he was going to fall out of the hammock.
The first thing he noticed was when she wiped the sweat from her brow. Almost immediately he noticed that her shirt was sweat soaked and clinging to her torso like a second skin. The next thing he noticed was that she wasn’t wearing a bra … because he could clearly see the outlines of her teenaged nipples through the shirt. They were puffy cones on top of larger very firm cones. They weren’t erect, exactly, but they were clearly defined. For some reason that made Bob look at her legs. The knobby knees, scrapes and scabs he expected to see were nowhere in sight. Instead he saw long slim well-tanned legs that belonged on a woman much older than Cindy’s sixteen years. She turned the mower and began to walk away from him across the yard. His eyes fell to her buttocks, high, tight, saucy bouncing globes under the slick cloth of her shorts. The right one raised slightly and then dropped as the left one took it’s place. Up and down, back and forth, and suddenly Bob realized his mouth was hanging open.
Where was the little girl he’d almost help raise? This creature was almost a woman and was flat ass gorgeous! He saw some of Gloria in her now. Gloria was also a knockout, though more heavily fleshed, with the rounded curves of maturity. She’d been devastated by Gene’s death and had never even dated after that. Bob had lusted after her when Gene was alive, but couldn’t bring himself to approach her afterward. It just hadn’t seemed right. They’d been more than friends, with his involvement in her daughter’s upbringing and Gloria had seemed to accept that he could provide something she couldn’t, but there had never been any hanky panky between them. Now their relationship was easy and casual, like lifelong friends often have.
His eyes went back to Cindy and he realized that his penis had filled with blood. He was in good shape and rarely wore more than gym shorts, like Cindy had on, during the summertime. Those shorts now had an obvious tent in the front of them as his cock stiffened. He felt a flash of shame, but then rationalized it by admitting that Cindy was, in fact, a babe and was, in fact, in the blush of womanhood. Genetically she was the prime age to attract a mate and her body was perfectly capable of bearing children. It was only normal to notice that, being a male, and being genetically driven to help such a female become pregnant.
That, of course, wouldn’t mean anything to Cindy, should she become aware of his hardon. While they had talked about a great many things in past years, sex had not been one of them. It occurred to him that neither Gloria nor he had been much of a role model for male/female relationships, and that Cindy probably knew only as much as her friends had told her about sex. That brought his eyes back to her achingly sexy body and his dick only got bigger and harder. The hammock was strung between the only two trees in the middle of his back yard, about 40 yards from the back deck. If he got up everyone in the neighborhood would be able to see his erection, Cindy included. So he stayed where he was and surreptitiously reached inside his shorts and brought the offending organ up to lay flat against his abdomen. It still made a lump in his shorts, but it wasn’t quite as obvious.
All would have been well except for one small thing. Cindy just happened to be looking at Bob when he reached into his shorts to adjust his boner. At first she didn’t understand what she was seeing. Why would “Uncle” Bob reach into his shorts? He was moving his hand around in there. What in the world was he doing? Then, the only possible answer flooded her mind and she stopped walking for a few seconds.
Cindy wasn’t quite as ignorant as Bob had thought. She knew what boys wanted. Some of her friends had given the boys what they wanted, and had talked about it endlessly afterward. It all sounded painful and icky and a lot of trouble over something that was simple and fun if you used your own two fingers. She’d stumbled onto using her own two fingers one time while she was in the bathtub. Her mother had told her to wash everything well, and when she’d washed where she peed from she noticed now nice it felt. So she washed and washed and washed and suddenly she felt all prickly and buzzy inside and had wanted to roll up in a tight little ball.
Later in bed, in the dark, she’d remembered that feeling and had experimented. She found out she could get that buzzy feeling in her own bed any time she wanted to. Since then she spent a part of each day lying on her bed, her coltish legs spread wide, fingers busy stroking her labia and punishing her teenaged clitty. She’d never felt driven to go out with boys like her friends did, but she knew about what hung between their legs, and that they usually wanted a girl to do something with it. She was a bit vague about exactly what they wanted the girls to do, but she thought it might be something like what she liked to do to herself.
So when she realized that Bob had been touching his penis, she wondered why. Had any other male done that in front of her she’d have thought it was horrible, but Bob was different. He was her pal, her Uncle, her friend. He was the only male who had ever treated her like she had a brain and knew how to use it. She remembered her dad, and she still missed him sometimes, but if Bob had left her life she’d have been devastated. So if Bob was touching his penis, then it must be for some good reason. That led her to think about all of the wondering she’d been doing lately about this penis thing. What did they look like? Denise had described her boyfriend’s, but she’d obviously been lying. If any guy had something iron hard, seven inches long and as big around as three fingers between his legs there was no way it could ever be hidden. It would stick out like a sore thumb. But Bob had one and maybe he’d let her look at it … just so she’d know what one looked like.
She looked back at him. Hmmmmm. There WAS a sort of lump in the front of his shorts. AND, it WAS about seven inches long! AND it held the material away from him about as much as three of her fingers would! Could Denise have been telling the truth?! She had to find out. Without thinking a thing about it she shut off the mower and went over to sit in a lawn chair next to Bob. She was still sweating heavily and she flopped in the chair.
“Hey” she said.
Bob opened the eye he’d just closed so she’d think he’d been napping instead of checking her out. “What’s up? Too hot? Cop a squat and take a load off.” For some reason, using the word “squat” to her made Bob’s penis harden even more. He wanted to put his hands over the lump in his shorts, but that would draw her attention to it for sure. He began to sweat too.
“Yeah, I’m just taking a break,” she said. She pulled the wet shirt away from her breasts and flopped it back and forth, trying to get some air into it. Bob sighed as her perfect teen titties disappeared from view. Well, sort of. “Hey Bob?” she said.
“Yeah sweetie?” He closed his eyes again, trying to will his penis to wilt.
“I have a question.”
Silence. Bob cracked an eye and looked at her. She was staring at him intently. “Yeah?” he prompted.
“Well, it’s something we’ve never talked about and … um .. well, I don’t quite know how to ask.”
She licked her lips and Bob almost groaned. “Just ask sweetie. I can’t think of anything we can’t talk about.” He took a sip of his tea.
“OK. Well, it’s about your penis,” she said as if she was talking about a piece of jewelry, or his glasses, or something else run-of-the-mill.
Bob choked, coughed and rolled all at the same time and ended up on the ground, under the hammock, right at Cindy’s feet. He looked up at the girl dumbly. “My penis?” he said, and then couldn’t believe he’d said it.
“Yeah. I’d like to see it. I mean I’ve never seen one and I’ve been wondering about them, and I thought maybe it would be OK if I saw yours so I’d know what they look like and …” she petered off, eyes downcast.
“Cindy, honey” he started. “What in the world brought this on?”
She looked up. “Well, I saw you put your hand in your shorts, and that made me think about what you were doing and I figured you were touching your penis. And I’ve been thinking about them lately. Denise told me about her boyfriend’s but I didn’t believe her cause I didn’t think one could be that big. But then I saw the lump in your shorts and it was about the same size as the one Denise was talking about and I thought maybe you’d let me see yours …” She ran out of steam again, a little less sure of herself now.
Probably ten scenarios flashed through Bob’s mind at that instant. He fantasized about standing up, whipping it out and what that would lead to – in his fantasy, of course. He thought about trying to be clinical about it, but that led to the same thing in his fantasy.
In fact, no matter how he thought about it, in his mind’s eye he ended up on top of her naked teen form, fucking her brains out. Now not only was he hard, but he was leaking too. He suddenly realized where he was, and that the whole neighborhood could see him. His next flash was of the Police, putting him into the back of a car. That cooled him off a little. But only a little. He had to do the sensible thing – the only thing that might salvage the situation. “Is Gloria home?” he said.
“Yeah, I think so,” she said in a puzzled voice.
“Come on” he said. He stood up and, realizing that his prick was advertising exactly what was on his mind, grabbed up another lawn chair. He folded it and held it in front of him. Then he grabbed Cindy by the hand and marched her over to her house. They went in through the back door. Bob had been going and coming from their house for years, and he always announced himself the same way. “Knock knock” he yelled. “Anybody home?”
“In here” came a female voice from deeper in the house. He followed the voice, Cindy in tow.
“Bob!” Cindy whispered loudly “Wait … No … Don’t tell her what I said … Bob! UNCLE BOB!!!” The last was said aloud, and just as they entered the family room where Gloria was using her Stairmaster. She was dressed in spandex shorts, with an oversized T shirt. She had her own hair in the same kind of pony tail that Cindy favored.
Gloria punched buttons until the machine slowed down. She looked at her neighbor, who was beet red and panting like he’d run a marathon. He was sweating profusely and holding a lawn chair in front of his body. Behind him, and to one side, he was holding her daughter’s hand. Her daughter wasn’t exactly trying to pull her hand free, but she was obviously embarrassed about something.
“Bob! Cindy! What in the world is going on?” asked Gloria.
Bob started to blurt out “Cindy wants to see my cock!” but after the word “Cindy” his brain caught up with his emotions and he stopped cold. He couldn’t say that. Well he couldn’t say it that way. While he was trying to think of what to say Cindy blurted “Please Uncle Bob, don’t tell her.”
Gloria stopped stepping and the machine let her down to the floor. She got off and stood staring at both of them, hands on hips. This was getting very very curious. “Does somebody want to tell me what’s going on here?” she said.
Bob stared at her. Suddenly he saw Cindy as she’d be years from now. Fit, trim, firm, beautiful. A real woman, and astonishingly beautiful. He gulped as his boner twitched in his pants. Oh shit. What was he going to do? Gloria kept staring at him.
“Bob?” she said. Her head swiveled to face her daughter. “Cindy? SOMEBODY?” she yelled.
Her yell startled Bob, and he dropped the chair. In an instant, the state of his arousal was painfully visible. His cock had dropped down from his stomach and was sticking almost straight out. It looked like he had a broomstick in his pants. Gloria stared directly at it. Bob yelped and dropped Cindy’s hand.
Both of his hands flew to cover his hardon. “SHIT!” he yelled. “Shit shit SHIT!!”
Gloria realized her mouth was hanging open. She glanced at her daughter, who was staring at the front of Bob’s shorts with a sort of longing look on her face. Gloria looked back. She hadn’t thought about what was making that tent in Bob’s shorts for a long time, but it all came flooding back. She felt her face begin to flame. “Bob … BOB!!” she yelled.
He looked up at her, abject misery on his face.
“Bob” she said again. “Sit down.” He stared at her. “SIT!” she barked.
He sat – on the couch. Cindy sat down at the other end, not clear at the end, but not next to him either. Gloria’s eyes narrowed. Obviously Cindy wasn’t uncomfortable about the fact that her neighbor had what looked like the King of erections in his pants. What was going on?
“OK Bob. Just breathe for a minute. Something’s obviously upset you. Take your time and tell me what’s going on,” she said in a calm voice. She hoped it was calm anyway. She realized her own heart was beating very fast, and it wasn’t because of the Stairmaster.
He finally began to breathe more slowly. “OK. Um … well … Cindy was mowing the lawn.” he started. Then he stopped, like that explained something.
“And …?” Gloria said.
“Oh!. Yes. Well, um she was sweating a lot, and her shirt sort of stuck to her.” Gloria looked at Cindy, saw the material sticking to her young breasts and immediately realized what had happened.
“And you got an erection,” she said simply. His eyes opened wide. His mouth opened wide too and then closed. Gloria looked at Cindy, who appeared to be stunned with amazement.
“That was because of me?” Cindy said in a small voice.
“Um … well, yes, I guess it was.” Bob said miserably. “But that’s not the problem” he followed quickly.
Now Gloria was confused. It showed on her face.
Bob plunged on. “Yeah, well, I had to … adjust it. And I guess Cindy saw me, and then she came up to me and wanted to know if I’d show it to her and …” He didn’t know what to say now. “So I brought her home.” he finished.
Gloria wanted to laugh and cry at the same time. She looked at Cindy, who was suddenly examining a smudge on her leg as if it were the most important thing in the world. “Is that true, Cindy?” she said.
Cindy looked up at her and then her gaze flickered away. “Yes Mommy. I was curious.” Cindy had never lied to her mother and wasn’t going to start now. She hoped that “curious” wouldn’t make her punishment too bad.
Gloria looked back at Bob, who also was having a hard time looking at her. She couldn’t believe what he’d done. Any other man would have used the situation to jump her daughter’s bones. And he was obviously attracted to her too! She looked at her daughter again and suddenly saw how much of a woman Cindy was. This had been a long time coming, but it was here at last. And Gloria wasn’t prepared for it. She knew it would happen, but had been in denial for … well since Gene had died. She looked at Bob again and saw him as a man. To her surprise she felt a tingle in her belly and the tell tale feeling of moisture gathering in her pussy.
She made her decision then and there. She walked over to where Bob was sitting, hands in his lap, took his chin in her hand and tilted his head up. Then she kissed him on the lips. It was a longer kiss than any of them expected. She opened her eyes and saw that his were wide.
“Bob Wilson, you’re a good man,” she said. Then she kissed him again. This time she slipped him just a hint of tongue.
She turned to Cindy. “So, you’re curious about the birds and the bees” she said.
Cindy blushed but came right back. “Mom! I know about all that stuff. I just never saw one before … a penis I mean, and when I saw Uncle Bob’s making a lump in his pants I just wondered what it would look like.” She decided not to say anything about Denise just yet.
“And you thought Bob might be willing to show it to you?” Gloria smiled.
Cindy looked at her feet. “Well … yeah.” Her mom didn’t exactly sound mad. She looked up quickly and saw the smile on her mother’s face. What?
Gloria turned to Bob. “So. What do you say Bob? You gonna let her see it?”
Bob’s eyes jerked to her own. “What?”
Gloria reached for his hand. He sat numbly while she took both of his hands in hers. “Stand up Bob” she said gently. He stood like he was in a dream. The tent in his shorts was smaller. He must have shrunk some from the embarrassment of things. Gloria had complete confidence that she could take care of that problem. “Cindy would like to see what a penis looks like, Bob,” she said patiently. “I’d much rather she see yours than some pimply faced boy’s.”
Bob looked like he might freak out any second. “What?” he said again.
Gloria stood on tiptoes and reached up to kiss him on the lips again. “Why don’t you let me take care of this Bob, OK?” Her hands slid up his arms to his shoulders, then down his sides and came to a stop at the waist of his shorts. She knelt in front of him and grasped the waistband firmly.
She turned her head and looked at her daughter. “Well?” she said. “Do you want to see it or not?”
Now Cindy didn’t know what to do or say. “Mom?” she said hesitantly. She saw her mother frown. She knew that was a bad sign and that it would soon lead to a lecture, and possibly being grounded. “YES!” she blurted out. Then, more softly “If it’s OK.” She moved over beside her mother and she too got to her knees.
Gloria began to pull Bob’s shorts down over his hips. Very slowly, almost sensually, she moved the fabric. His hands came to the front of his shorts, covering himself. She stopped, took his hands firmly and placed them on his hips. “Just leave them right there, Bob.” she commanded. “Cindy would like to see your penis.”
Then she pulled his shorts to his ankles.
Both women gasped as his cock caught in the fabric, bent downwards and then snapped back upwards when it came free. It wasn’t completely hard, and it bobbed, pointing downward at about a 45 degree angle. Gloria noticed with some measure of detachment that he wasn’t circumcised. It was about six inches long, relatively slim – quite normal looking as far as that went. It made her mouth water and her pussy wasn’t far behind. She glanced at Cindy whose eyes were big. Her mouth was in an “O” shape. Gloria chuckled at that shape, thinking about how that penis might fit the shape. She shuddered as she thought about sucking Bob’s cock. To keep herself under control she began to lecture her daughter.
“OK, Cindy, this is the male sex organ. As you can see, it’s quite large and sticks out from the body. It has to be like that if it’s going to be used for reproduction. Usually it is quite small and soft and just hangs between the legs.” Her hand came up automatically and lifted Bob’s semi-erection. “Under here are the testes – balls is what most people call them. As you probably know, they make the sperm that comes out of the penis and is ejaculated into the woman’s vagina during sex.” She swallowed. The word “ejaculated” made her pussy pulse. She glanced at Cindy, who was nodding her head and saying “Uh huh.” Gloria realized she had Bob’s cock in her hand and reflexively she put her fingers all the way around it. “As you can also see, Bob’s penis isn’t completely hard right now. If it were really hard, it would probably be a little longer and a little bigger around.”
“Wow” said Cindy in an awed voice. “What makes it hard?”
“Blood” said Gloria and then she realized that wasn’t what Cindy meant. “It fills up with blood when a man wants to have sex” she said. Her hand moved along the shaft and she tightened her grip a little, causing the foreskin to peel back off the glans. “See that piece of skin there? That’s called a foreskin. Under it is called the Glans. I don’t know the proper name for that little hole in the tip, but that’s where the sperm comes out.” Gloria skinned Bob’s foreskin back and forth several times. “See how the foreskin bunches up as it comes back over the glans? That’s what makes it feel really nice in a woman’s pus … I mean vagina.” She noticed that Bob’s penis had firmed up as she stroked it. Now it was standing straight out from his body. “See how it’s getting harder? It’s filling up with blood right now and it’s almost all the way hard. See how it’s longer and thicker?” Gloria was examining Bob’s cock closely now. He had a nice hardon. She had to stop herself from taking it in her mouth.
Cindy’s face was only a foot away. “So that means he wants to have sex, right?”
“Uh huh” affirmed Gloria as she stroked the hard prick in front of her some more. Now it was beginning to strain upward. She heard a groan from Bob.
Cindy went on. “So when it was hard before … over in his yard … it was because he wanted to have sex?”
“Yes dear” said Gloria. Then it hit her what had been said. She started to say something but Cindy went on.
“With me?”
It was quiet. Gloria decided that now was not the time for political correctness. “Well, Bob?” she said.
Bob had been staring at the amazing things going on right in front of him. He felt detached from his body, like he was watching other people. Part of him had felt Gloria’s hand on his cock, and he’d heard himself groan. But this wasn’t real. It couldn’t be happening. He’d brought this delightfully sexy nymph back to her mother so he wouldn’t do something he’d regret for the rest of his life, and now her mother was almost jerking him off! He heard the question and answered it almost automatically. “Um, yeah.” Almost immediately he started to panic. He’d just admitted he wanted to fuck Cindy. Right in front of her mother! “I mean …”
Gloria could see what was happening to Bob. She didn’t want to lose him now. She broke in “What he means, dear, is that you are a beautiful young woman, and, as a man, he saw that, and his body reacted. Any man would want to make love to you if he thought about it. Bob was being normal.” She stroked Bob’s cock several more times, to keep his mind off of what she had said. A drop of precum oozed from the slit and hung, almost falling off.
“Oh! Look dear. See that little drop?” She reached up with her other hand, and scooped the drop off onto her forefinger. “That’s a lubricant that Bob’s body makes to help his penis go into a woman’s vagina. Sometimes it’s a tight fit and lubrication is needed. Women make lubrication too.”
“I know” said Cindy “I get all slippery down there sometimes.” Her mouth snapped shut and she looked at her mother fearfully. Should she have said that?
Gloria looked at her daughter through new eyes. Yes, she had waited too long to have this conversation. “Me too, honey. In fact, I’m all slippery down there right now.”
“REALLY?!” Cindy squealed. “Me too! And I feel all funny in my stomach.” She got nervous again. “Is that OK?”
Gloria laughed. “Of course it is honey. It just means that we want to have sex. That’s what our bodies do to get ready for something nice and hard to go inside us and make a baby.”
Cindy had a stunned look on her face when Gloria finished. “No way mom! I know what Denise said, but there’s no way in the world that that (she pointed at the bobbing rigid prick in front of her) would fit inside either of us. No way mom!”
Bob whined. He had been hard for so long that he was beginning to be in pain. His balls were pretty full too. And if Gloria wasn’t careful she was going to get a faceful. “Um … Gloria?” he said.
Gloria looked up at him. He was a handsome man, she thought. Why hadn’t she ever noticed it before? He had several looks on his face right now. There was some residual embarrassment, quite a bit of tension, and … hope? Had she stayed silent Bob would have warned her that she needed to stop stroking him.
But she didn’t stay silent. Instead she said “Bob, Cindy says that won’t fit in me. Do you think she’s right Bob? I think we need to show her how it works. Could you do that Bob?” While she said that she pulled the T shirt over her head. She was naked underneath it. Her breasts were heavy and full, but didn’t sag too much. Her nipples were already engorged and full, fat plump little strawberries, begging to be eaten.
“MOM!” Cindy squeaked, as Gloria skinned her spandex shorts down, revealing naked rounded hips and a thatch of dark blond pussy hair.
“Hush Cindy” said Gloria as she lightly grasped Bob’s peter and pulled him toward the couch. He was making little nonsense sounds. “Just watch.”
When she got to the couch she sat on the edge and spread her legs, baring her pussy to Bob and her daughter. Her fat swollen labia gaped open, greasy with her slick juices. “See, Cindy, my pussy” – she unconsciously switched to sex words – “is all slick and ready for Bob’s cock. He’s going to slide it inside me now honey. Come over here so you can see.”
Cindy fairly flew around the back of the couch and stared down over her mother’s head as Gloria began pulling Bob’s cock closer to her pussy.
Bob finally realized this was not a dream. There, spread in front of him, was the woman of his dreams, well, one of the women of his dreams anyway, and she was obviously naked and willing. Another of the women of his dreams was watching. His cock ached with the need to unburden itself. At that thought he croaked “Gloria? I don’t have anything” She just looked at him with hot eyes and kept pulling. He put his hands on the couch back and bowed his middle, dropping his cock to Gloria’s willing pussy. She notched it and, without further ado, he let it slide effortlessly into her slick warm hole.
“Ahhhhhhhhh” they said in unison.
It had been years since either of them had had sex. Both were primed like gunpowder in a roomful of candles. Bob was the first to lose it.
“Ohhhhhh” he groaned “I can’t …”
Gloria wasn’t far behind him. “Ohhhh Bob” she moaned. Then her pussy clenched and fluttered as she felt the first spurt of his hot semen squirt into her famished cunt. “OHHHHHH BOB!” she yelled and her hips thrust up at his as he plunged deeply into her and let loose.
Cindy watched as Mr. Wilson’s fleshy log disappeared inside her mother’s pussy. It made a wet squelch type sound as it slid, quite obviously with no problem, into what Cindy knew instinctively was a pussy that wasn’t much bigger than her own. Her own pussy squirted right then, making her panties wet and she felt a very nice pain in her nipples. Without thinking about it her fingers came up and squeezed her nipples while her pussy squirted again. This was so hot!
Then her mother and Bob began to make strange noises and they lunged against each other, thrashing around on the couch. At first Cindy thought her mother was trying to get away from Bob, but then her arms and legs went around him, crushing him to her as their thrashing began to subside. Finally, Bob pushed himself back. Cindy saw his penis slide out, coated with a thick white creamy looking substance, and he rolled to one side, falling limp on the couch beside her mother. Her mother lay back against the couch, her legs still open. Cindy looked at her mother’s pussy lips and saw a thick pool of that white cream begin to spill out. Gloria put three fingers of one hand right on top of her pussy lips, closing them up. Then she rubbed the three fingers back and forth across her pussy and went “Mmmmm – that was sooo nice Bob”. And, to her daughter’s astonishment, she then brought the three fingers to her mouth, stuck them inside and sucked all the cream off of them, smacking her lips.
Gloria’s head rolled to face Bob. “And you taste good too!” she said.
“Mom?” Cindy said in a quiet voice.
“Hmmm?” responded her relaxed and satisfied mother.
“Are you on the pill?”
Gloria raised her head and looked at her daughter. “No dear.”
“But…doesn’t that mean you could get …?”
“Pregnant, dear?” her mother said.
“Yes”.
“I suppose so dear.” The matter-of-fact way she said it made Cindy’s nipples tingle again.
“Mom?”
“Yes dear?”
“Is Bob going to … do that … with me too?”
“Only if you want him to darling.”
“I think I do, mom,” she said in a hushed voice.
“But you’re not on the pill either, darling.” said her mother. “Doesn’t that … bother you?”
Cindy looked at her mother’s sperm-soaked pussy, and then at Bob’s sperm covered penis. She licked her lips. She shook her head fractionally. “No. I don’t think it does bother me Mommy.”
“Then, dear, Bob will have to spend the night. It will take him a little while to recuperate” Gloria looked over at Bob’s penis, which was lying half hard on his stomach. It moved as he listened to their conversation. “Then again, maybe not. How long has it been, Bob?”
He rolled his head to look at her, still panting. “It’s been a long long time, Gloria. I’ve wanted you for years, but it didn’t seem right.”
She smiled at him. “Well, you won’t have to wait so long for the next time. I promise you that. I know Gene would want me to be happy, and I’m happier right now than I’ve been in a long long time. Do you think you could take care of teaching my daughter about making love?”
“I would be most honored to teach her whatever she wants to learn,” he said, his voice showing how surprised and startled he was.
“Well then” the woman said. “I’m going to go get cleaned up and then fix us all a snack. I imagine you two will be hungry in half an hour or so.” With that she got up and left.
Cindy looked at the naked man lying on the couch. “What do I do now?” she asked.
He stood up and held his arms out to her. She went to his embrace and felt completely natural being enfolded in his hug. “Let’s go up to your room” he said into her hair. When they got there he began taking her clothes off. After seeing him and her mother she wasn’t as embarrassed as she thought she would have been. The look on his face as her body came into view plainly said he thought she was desirable. His cock had grown and, though not completely hard, was standing away from his body, hanging in a curve downward. Finally she was as naked as he was. He stared at her with hot eyes.
“Am I really … beautiful?” she said shyly.
“Sweetheart, you are every man’s dream” he said. He leaned over to suck one of her cherry red nipples into his mouth. She hummed with delight at the sensation and felt her pussy squirt again. “That’s making my … my pussy feel funny.” she breathed.
“It’s getting wet” he said around her nipple, and then changed to the other one. After sucking on it for a minute he went on. “You’re getting wet so I’ll slide into you without hurting you.”
“Will it really fit?” she still sounded worried.
“Like a glove baby.” he assured her.
“Can we try it now?”
He lay her on the bed and fell down beside her. His hands went everywhere he could reach, sliding, squeezing, rubbing. He slid one hand between her legs and she gasped as it glided into her crotch. One fat finger diddled its way between her pussy lips and dipped into her honey pot.
“Ohhhhhhh” she groaned as her pussy gave up another shot of slippery juice. “Is your dick going to feel like that?”
“Much better, honey” he breathed into her ear. Her hips jumped up at his finger in response. He knew he was steel hard again. Gloria had really only whetted his appetite. It had been a long time and he had a lot of juice in his balls. “I want you to get on top of me now, Cindy. That way you can control how deeply I go into you. I don’t want to hurt you.”
She climbed up, straddling him and sat with her pussy right on his boner. “Mmmmm” she went as she scraped her pussy lips along his rod. He pulled her down and made sure he had a nipple in his mouth. She was squirming now, in heat, and he knew she was ready. “Put it in now baby,” he said. He felt her hand contact his cock, tentatively at first, then more firmly. She moved it and he felt the head sink into wet heat. She immediately began trying to squirm her pussy down onto it. “Take it easy, honey” he said, moving his hands to her hips. “Don’t go too fast or it could hurt. We’ve got to get past your cherry first, and that can be painful.”
She whined “It already feels so good, Bob. I don’t want to wait. I want to feel it in me.” She wiggled and hunched and the resistance he felt disappeared as she hissed in pain. He reached up and squeezed her nipples hard, pulling them away from her body, trying to make that pain more noticeable than what she was feeling in her pussy.
But she was determined and she continued to worm her way onto his cock. Now the first third of his prick was embedded in her teenaged pussy. She gave a shove and another third slid in. “OH!” she gasped and stopped. Now Bob let the pressure off her nipples and squeezed lightly, twisting them in a quarter circle. “OHHHHH!!!” she gasped again and sat up.
Her weight caused her to slide right down onto his boner and suddenly he was buried in her belly, his pubes meshing with hers. “OHHHHHHHHHH!” she groaned. He felt her tense her legs, trying to rise up off of him. His hands held her hips firmly. “Just sit there for a minute” he said softly. He pulled her face down to his and kissed her firmly. She lay on his chest and the change in angle lessened the pressure in her pussy. She went “MMmmmmmmmm” into his mouth and kissed him back fiercely.
Finally she pulled her face away from his. “Mmmmmm Bob, it feels much better now” she purred. Then she dragged her pussy off of his dick, or about half of it, and then slid it back into her depths. “MUCH better now,” she said.
Then she began to fuck him. She was a natural, her body knowing what it liked without her even having to think about it. She sat back up and whined as his dick dug so deep he could feel her cervix kiss the tip of his dripping cock. She shuddered and rocked her hips toward his face, then back, and again and again, more violently each time. He dropped one hand toward where they were joined and let his thumb slide over her pubes and onto her young untried clitty. He thrummed it and she shook like she was having a seizure. Strange noises came out of her mouth as she tried to talk, but couldn’t. Her back arched and her pussy started quivering as her orgasm thundered through her. With his other hand he reached up and squeezed a nipple, hard this time. She squealed, raised her pussy up almost off his cock and then slammed back down. “Awwwwwww” she groaned “MommmmeeeeeeeeeeEEEEEEEEE!” she wailed.
Gloria came through the door, still naked, concern on her face. Then she saw what was happening and she smiled as she saw that her daughter was having a massive orgasm, impaled on Bob’s prick. She silently thanked Bob for having Cindy be on top. His eyes were big and he was panting. She knew he was close to blowing a very dangerous wad in her daughter’s unprotected pussy. “Cindy? CINDY!” she said loudly, trying to get her daughter’s attention. “Cindy, honey, you need to get off of Bob now.”
“Noooooooooo” complained her teenaged daughter. “It feels toooo goood momma,” she moaned.
“He’s about to shoot, honey.” her mother said. “We don’t want him to shoot in your pussy honey.”
“Ohhh momma, he shot off in YOUR pussy.” she lunged against him again.
“But that’s different honey. It’s OK if I get pregnant. But you don’t want to get pregnant do you honey?”
“Ohhh I don’t know” cried Cindy as she felt Bob’s peter poke into her cervix again. “I don’t wanna stop, momma, it feels too good!” she whined.
“Somebody better do something pretty quick” groaned Bob. “I’m about to blow. You better get off Cindy.” he huffed.
Cindy looked down at her very first lover. She felt his prick deep inside her. She remembered the sticky white sperm leaking from her mother’s pussy. Her maternal instincts took over. She leaned over Bob and hissed in his face. “Cum in my pussy Uncle Bob. I wanna feel it spurting up in my pussy.”
Bob groaned again and let loose. His cock swelled and belched a thick stream of goo into Cindy’s teenaged pussy. She slammed down and his prick spurted into her womb as she wiggled and squealed, feeling shot after shot of that sticky white goop bathing her womb and pussy walls. It felt warm. It felt wet. It felt good. She didn’t care if it made her pregnant with twins. She knew in that instant that she’d want to feel this every day for the rest of her life.
Gloria looked at her daughter and her own new lover with mixed feelings. She’d always liked Bob, but when he hadn’t approached her in all these years, she’d assumed he had other interests. Now that she’d found him sexually, it looked like she was going to have to share him. But the look on her daughter’s face was so happy, so fulfilled, she couldn’t be stingy.
It looked like there would be TWO new babies to add to her life. She hoped so.
The End

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The Tutor’s Blues

The Tutor’s Blues
by Lubrican
If you were to ask me who my favorite teacher was I’d have to say it was Mrs. Hargraves. That’s because she was the one who asked me to tutor Lori Hutchinson in Algebra.
I was a senior and a geek. I wasn’t a jock, nor was I popular. I wasn’t particularly good looking and I hadn’t dated more than once or twice my whole high school career.
That’s because those dates were nightmares. I didn’t know what to say, or where to go or what to do. I actually had one girl tell me she was bored and wanted to go home.
So I hit the books instead and got straight A’s. Mrs. Hargraves used me in her class as a student aide, which was fine because that set me apart from the rest of the students. I got along fine with them in that role, but, leave the room or go to another class with them, and I was lost.
So one day Mrs. Hargraves said “Mark, would you be interested in making a few bucks as a math tutor?” I said “sure,” and the first student she set me up with was Lori.
I was immediately terrified.
Lori was a junior, and she was everything I was not. She was drop dead gorgeous, with honey blond hair she often wore in a pony tail. I fantasized about her breasts regularly, and dreamed about going to the pool and seeing her in a bikini. She had blue eyes and was popular with a capital P. Strangely, I usually saw her with a gaggle of other cute girls, and did not remember seeing her hanging onto a guy, like many of the other girls I also fantasized about. I found out why later.
Every guy in school was aiming for her, and I knew I was the last guy in school she would ever even look at.
Our first meeting was horrible. We met in the library after school one day. I was tongue tied, and couldn’t look at her without blushing and stammering. I had been thinking some pretty sexy things about her and I just knew that if I looked her in the eye she would know and be grossed out.
“So you’re going to teach me about Algebra?” she said in the most beautiful voice I had ever heard.
“Uhh, yeah,” I responded lamely.
“Well you have your work cut out for you, ’cause I suck at math,” she said matter-of-factly.
I blushed. She said “suck” and I immediately thought of what kind of sucking I wished she would do to me.
“So…when do we start?” she asked.
I snuck a glance. She was looking at me with a funny look on her face. I looked away immediately.
“Well … Uh … I need to … ummm … find out … uh … what you know.” Great! I sounded like some kind of dufus.
“OK, shoot,” she said. She talked to me like I was a normal person. How could this be?
So I began asking her questions and giving her problems to do. I got interested immediately, because it soon became clear that she was smart, but had had poor instruction in the past. Or maybe she hadn’t paid attention or something. She knew about half of the things she needed to know to get anywhere. In the process of doing this I quit stuttering. Now we were on my turf, and I felt more confident when we were talking math.
Over the next month or so I met with her every other day. I began explaining to her what she had missed along the way, inserting formulae corrections into her work and teaching her things she had apparently never heard. I loved these sessions, because she had her attention on the paper in front of her, which allowed me to look at her.
And man did I look.
She was a knockout. She wore nice clothes all the time, and sometimes I swear she wasn’t wearing a bra. I saw points on the tips of her breasts and I made myself believe they were her nipples. I stared at her lips too. They were full and a little pouty most of the time. But when she “got it” she smiled and her whole face lit up. I spent major amounts of our time together with a rock hard dick, and couldn’t stand up to talk to her at all. So I sat across from her most of the time.
One Monday, after our session was done, Lori said “Mark, I have a tennis lesson Wednesday. Could we meet a little later than usual?”
“Uh, sure … I guess so.” I always stuttered when we weren’t talking about math. “But I … um think the school will be … um closed by then.”
“Oh,” she said brightly. “That’s OK, you can just come over to my house and we’ll do it there.”
She said “Do it there,” and my prick sprang to attention. I flushed red. I also knew I’d have a new fantasy to beat off to that night.
“Um … OK … sure,” I managed to stammer out.
So the following Wednesday found me at her house. Her parents were rich. It was a NICE house.
A MAID let me in for pity’s sake. I was taken to the back of the house where there was a private library. After I picked up my jaw off the floor I settled in, examining the books on the shelves, most of which were classics and which I had read. There was a roll top desk along one wall, and a couch along another, with several chairs scattered around. I heard the door open and turned around.
Lori was wearing white, of course, a very short skirt with a loose top. She was a little damp with sweat and was breathing hard. Those breasts of hers were repeatedly poking out toward me as she tried to catch her breath.
“Sorry I’m late,” she huffed. “Charles worked me hard and I wanted to get my net game up to par.”
I just stood there. She was so beautiful I just hurt all over. There was this long pause and I snuck a look at her. She was staring right at me, and she had that funny look on her face again – kind of a puzzled look.
She finally broke the silence “Are you OK?”
“Uh … sure … ummm … let’s get started.” I wanted to crawl in a crack and never come out.
“Well, there’s no table in here, but I can use the desk,” she chirped.
So there I was, standing behind her, leaning over her shoulder as she worked on the stuff we were covering, and her loose top was hanging open, and she was braless.
They were the most beautiful things I had ever seen. Her breasts were milky white, and at the tips there were light pink areolas. Her nipples were a little bit darker, and they stuck out about half an inch.
I stared and stared.
I have no idea what I was saying to her, but it must have made sense to her because she was working a problem and making corrections based on whatever I was saying. I must have been on autopilot, because I was NOT thinking about math.
I actually drooled on the desk. I realized it was going to happen, but couldn’t do anything about it.
So my spittle hit the desk, and she looked up.
It was obvious where I was looking, and that I had been looking for a while, and that I had drooled on the desk while looking there.
I was mortified. Her hand slapped up off the desk and pushed her shirt against her breasts.
I stumbled backward, and promptly tripped over the edge of a rug. As I fell backward I remembered seeing a chair back there somewhere, and then my head hit something really hard and everything went black.
Imagine this scene: This guy (creep?) who you just caught staring down your top has fallen down and cracked his head on a chair. He appears to be unconscious and is flat on his back. He’s as limp as a noodle. Well almost. There is ONE part of him that is not limp. It is making a tent in the front of his pants. A rather large tent, now that you think about it. But then you realize he could be really hurt, and you ignore the bulge and look to see if he’s bleeding on the rather expensive Persian carpet.
I found out later that’s sort of what happened, but I’m getting ahead of myself.
I came to with a cold cloth across my eyes. It all came back in a rush. I willed myself to just die right then and there, but of course that didn’t work. Finally I lifted my head, but only a little, because I had what felt like the mother of all hangovers, and I hadn’t had a drop to drink.
“Ungggggg,” I moaned.
“Don’t move … don’t get up yet,” came a female voice. The wet cloth was removed and I saw the maid who had let me in. Well, at least I didn’t have to face Lori.
“I think I’m OK,” I said. “My head’s a little sore, but I think I’m OK.” I just wanted to leave. And then maybe move to Montana.
“You just lay right there,” said the maid. “Miss Lori told me to keep you right here until she gets back.” I figured Lori had gone for a gun or something. I tried to get up, but the maid held me down.
“I have to get out of here,” I said a little hoarsely. “I have to go home.”
A new voice broke in … the voice I loved, but really didn’t want to hear at this particular point in time. “You just lie right there, you silly,” said Lori. I looked up and saw her. She was even beautiful upside down. She knelt down and leaned over to start bandaging up my head.
“You cut your head when you fell,” she said as she wrapped gauze around my head.
I wasn’t listening, because she was still in that loose shirt and when she bent over I could see right up into it. I just stared. Maybe my eyes glazed over … I don’t know. Anyway, pretty soon I looked at her face and she was watching my eyes. She knew I was looking again.
“You’re incorrigible, you know,” she said with a straight face.
“Oh gosh Lori … I’m sorry … I didn’t mean to … I mean I …” I just sort of trailed off to nothing.
She came around and sat me up. “Thank you Louise, you can go now,” Lori said to the maid. I was blushing again, and that made my head hurt. I put a hand up to touch the place I had banged up and kind of groaned. Lori leaned forward and grabbed my arm. She had a worried look on her face. “Mark, are you OK? Do I need to call an ambulance?”
“No, I’m OK … just ashamed is all … but OK. I’d better leave,” I said.
“Don’t be silly,” said Lori, her face about eight inches from mine. “You’re not going anywhere until I’m sure you didn’t really hurt yourself.”
“OK, thanks,” I said. “And I’m really sorry.”
“For what?” said Lori “You didn’t hurt the chair … OH, I see, you mean you’re sorry for staring at my breasts.”
There it was. It was out. I was officially a pervert. My life was over. She’d tell the guys at school and, one by one, they’d make me pay.
“You are the silliest boy I think I’ve ever met,” she said. I stared up at her. “All the boys try to look at my breasts. Why would you be any different from them?”
I hadn’t thought of it quite that way. But I knew she was right – about all the boys trying I mean.
She went on. “Of course you are different in one way. You are the first boy who has ever seen my breasts bare.”
SPROING!!!
Yeah, just like that, my little buddy jumped right to attention. I tried to sit up, because I knew it was trying to poke a hole in the front of my pants. Her hand went to my chest to hold me down.
“You just lay there,” she warned me. Then she must have seen the tent that was now the front of my pants. “Oh…I see.” Her face came back over mine, about 8 inches again. “Am I responsible for that?” Her eyes darted toward my crotch.
Now I have to tell you, shy or not, there comes a time when somebody asks you the stupidest question you ever heard, and you just can’t take it anymore.
In those situations you either laugh or hit somebody. I laughed. I laughed so hard my head hurt and I started crying. I was laughing and crying at the same time and holding my head and rolling around on the floor.
I thought I might actually die.
I felt her hands trying to grab my shoulders and she was saying something like “Mark! What’s wrong? Mark, what can I do to help?” and the next thing I knew she was hugging me. Well hug is probably not the right word. The bard would say “She clasped his head to her bosom”.
The important point here is that I found my face cradled right between those two fantastic breasts I had only recently been staring at. Her hand was caressing my hair and she was rocking back and forth. Now this had the effect of rubbing my face into her breasts. I felt those two hard nipples rubbing across my cheeks and I just melted. I burrowed my face into her breasts.
I think I went “MMMMMMMmmmmmm.”
Lori stiffened and stopped. Then, after a minute, she continued to rock and I continued to “MMMmmmmmmm.”
Maybe ten minutes went by and finally I pulled away from her. “Sorry,” I mumbled.
“There you go again,” she said sharply. “Let me tell you something Mister. If I was mad at you, or I wanted an apology for something … you’d know it.”
“Take it easy,” I said back. “I was just trying to be polite,” I went on. “And I took advantage of you and I just wanted to apologize.”
She stared at me. There was that funny look again. Then she said something I’ll always remember. “You have nothing to apologize for. You are the nicest guy I have ever met, and you can stare all you want.”
I had only thought I was stiff. Now I was ROCK hard.
She went on. “And you don’t have to apologize for THAT either.” She pointed a manicured finger at my straining bulge. “In fact, I take it as a compliment.”
I grinned weakly. “Maybe it was actually you who fell and hit your head.”
She laughed. “Mark, every guy I have ever been around has tried to get in my panties. They browbeat me, use guilt trips on me, try to get me drunk – anything. THEY try to take advantage of me. You never have. You have treated me with respect and that makes me feel all funny inside.”
And then she leaned over and kissed me. Those pouty soft lips closed over mine and she kissed me – hard. We broke apart to gasp for air.
Now she was blushing. “Oh my…I liked that,” she panted. “I mean I REALLY liked that.”
And then she kissed me again. This time she poked the tip of her tongue between my lips. Instinctively I tongued her back and we just melted into each other’s arms. Ten minutes later she pulled back.
“Mark…you have to go.”
I nodded dumbly. “OK.”
She laughed again. “No, really, you have to go, ’cause I don’t think I can control myself very much longer if you stay here.”
I nodded dumbly again. “OK.”
She pulled me up, laughing all the time, and pushed me through the house to the front door.
“I know our next … session … isn’t supposed to be until Friday. But I have to go out of town with my parents. So it will have to be Monday. OK?” I didn’t say anything. “I mean we could meet tomorrow, but I don’t think that’s a good idea right now,” she said, still panting a little. “So Monday, OK? Here…not at school.”
I was heavily into nodding dumbly that day. “OK.”
I don’t remember going home. I don’t remember eating anything, or changing clothes or getting ready for bed. I DO remember beating off that night. I shot at least four feet. OK, OK, I know nobody can shoot 4 feet and live to tell about it, but it was one of the hardest orgasms of my short life. When I got up the next morning I thought it was all a dream.
The next day I saw Lori in the halls with that gaggle of girls she was always hanging around with.
“Hi Mark!” she called out. All the girls tittered. Several guys looked at me with very puzzled looks on their faces. I spent the rest of the day hard and whacked off as soon as I got home from school.
Friday night came, and instead of tutoring Lori I stayed home and read “The White Dragon” by Anne McCaffrey. I don’t know if it’s any good or not. The furthest I got was page six. I read pages one through five about 30 times before I gave up. It was the start of the longest weekend of my life.
I almost didn’t go to her house Monday. I figured I had already reached nirvana, and there was nowhere to go but down. I expected her to yell at me, or tell me to go away or something. But she didn’t.
Instead, she came to the door herself to let me in. No maid today. She said her parents were at some ski resort for a few days, “recuperating”. She was dressed in a halter top and loose shorts, and was barefoot. The halter top was loose too, and I knew if she bent over I’d be able to see most of those beautiful breasts. She took my hand and led me to the library. Her Algebra book was on the desk. She sat down as if nothing had happened and started to work. I noticed that, the way she had set things up, I had to look over her shoulder.
Somehow I found the strength to concentrate on math, and we made good progress. She was coming along nicely and soon would not need much tutoring. I told you she was smart. I tried not to look, but I couldn’t help it. Sure enough I got an eyeful. I couldn’t see as much as the last time, and only saw a nipple once, but she obviously knew I was looking and did nothing to stop me. I got hard again, of course.
Finally she turned in the chair, her face about a foot from my rock hard cock. She looked right at it.
“Aha!” she yelled “I thought so!” She stood up and hugged me, grinding her body into mine. My arms went around her.
“Kiss me,” she demanded. I did and it was good. I could feel her breasts crushed against my chest. They felt good. I tried to keep my erection from touching her, figuring that would go too far and it would be all over. Imagine my surprise when I felt her hands on my butt, pulling my hips toward hers. She ground her pussy against my cock and went “MMMmmmmm.”
I didn’t know what to do, so I just kissed her some more. After what seemed like a week or two, we broke apart.
“Mark?” she said “Would you … Uh … would you do me a favor?”
“Uh … sure” I wasn’t quite all there. I probably would have agreed to anything.
“You remember how I told you no boy had ever seen my breasts?” Now she had my attention. “Well, that’s true. In fact no boy has seen any of me naked. And … well … I’ve never seen any of a boy naked either.” She stopped.
Now I’m not stupid. I sound stupid and I might look stupid, but I’m NOT stupid. This woman had just kissed me like a lover and ground her luscious pussy against my hard dick. It might be a dream, but I wasn’t about to try to wake up.
“So you want to see what a man looks like ‘in the flesh’ so to speak.”
“Uh … well … yeah.” Now she was the one stammering and blushing. I sort of liked this. I decided to have a little fun.
“And you figure I know some guy who would be willing to show you his manhood.” It was obvious I meant some OTHER guy, and not me.
“NO, silly,” she pouted. “I mean … well … I mean … will you show me yours?” she ended weakly.
“Lori,” I said “What are you doing? You know well and good I’d be more than happy to fool around, but I can’t help but think this is some kind of joke or something.”
“Mark, I told you,” she said. “I like you because you treat me like a lady. And I don’t believe you’ll do anything that I don’t want you to, and I feel safe with you, and you’re a good tutor, and I can’t experiment with other guys because they want to go too far, but I can trust you.”
She was serious!
“OK, but look,” I said. “You need to understand a couple of things. First off, I don’t have any experience. No girl has ever seen me naked either. Second, I don’t know how trustworthy I am. The last sixty or seventy times I have jacked off it was your picture in my mind.”
What was I saying? Was I crazy?
“Oh,” she said in a small voice. “I didn’t know that. You mean you masturbate while you’re thinking of me?” Her voice sounded strangely husky. “And when you have an orgasm you pretend you’re having it … inside me?” I noticed her hand was between her legs.
Remember the part where I told you I’m not stupid?
“Yeah, Lori,” I huffed. “I lay in bed, and I pretend I’m … inside you, and I dream about sucking your nipples and then I shoot.” I was taking a chance, but I didn’t think it was too big a chance.
“Sixty or seventy times?” She was breathing harder now, those magnificent breasts rising and falling right before my eyes.
“Well …” I said. “Probably more, but I didn’t want you to think I was some kind of sex fiend.”
“Ohhhhh,” she moaned. Her hand was definitely busy between her legs. “Would you do it for me? Here? Now?”
I about came right then and there. This was a dream I didn’t ever want to wake up from.
Lori went to the library doors and locked them. “My parents are gone to Europe and I gave Louise the day off, but I’d feel better if the doors were locked.”
I decided to stick my neck out. “Lori? I … I’ll … I’ll be happy to show you what I do, but would it be OK if … maybe … I could look at … you know … your …” I couldn’t say the word “tits”. Not to this woman.
“My body?” she asked.
Well, that wasn’t exactly what I was thinking, but it was close.
“Well, OK,” she said. “But I want to leave my panties on, OK?”
“OK,” I said dumbly (again).
She stripped down in no time. The halter came off, exposing those luscious breasts and then her shorts dropped, leaving her in high cut bikini panties that were powder blue and sheer enough I could see through them. She stood across the room. She fidgeted.
“Gosh, Lori…you’re beautiful,” I murmured.
“Of course I am … It’s your turn,” she said breathlessly.
So I skinned out of my shirt and pants. I knew this was real now, and I wasn’t nervous any more. Something about having Lori so casually strip down right in front of me convinced me that things had changed for me, and that maybe I wasn’t as much of a loser as I had thought.
I took off my skivvies and my buddy sprang out, like Clark Kent bursting out of a telephone booth with the suit on.
“Ohhh my,” said Lori, and she took a step toward me. “It’s big,” she said simply.
“Well I don’t know about that,” I said. “But it fits my hand really nice.” I jacked it slowly. I’m not circumcised, and the foreskin covered and uncovered the head as she watched. She took another step toward me. I stared at her breasts. Those perfect nipples were standing proud. They looked delicious. Her eyes were riveted on my dick. As I jacked it her hand slid toward her panties.
“Do you ever … you know?” I said as I jerked my cock toward her.
She started, glancing up at my face. Then she laughed “Well, seeing as how I’m here with you naked, I don’t suppose it would hurt to admit that I do.”
“Would you … do it with me?” I asked.
She blushed. “OK,” she said in that little voice. She slid her hand inside her panties.
“No fair,” I said quietly.
Her eyes jerked back to mine. She blushed again. She just stared at me for maybe 30 seconds. But she took her panties off. She was red as a beet, but she was brave. She dragged a chair opposite mine and sat in it, her legs together at first. I stood in front of her and closed my eyes.
“I’m imagining my favorite fantasy,” I said. “I’ve come to Lori’s house to tutor her. She’s in the pool and invites me to come in. I don’t have a suit. She says that’s OK, just skinny dip.”
I started jerking in long slow movements that fully covered and then revealed my cock head. I peeked and saw Lori, legs spread, jaw slack, fingers rubbing her pussy lips.
“I get in the water and we play tag. I catch her and as we wrestle her top falls off. I suck her nipples and she squeals.”
I heard Lori panting and peeked again. She had a finger in her pussy, plunging it in and out. I jerked harder.
“We wrestle some more and her bottoms come off – they have little bows on the sides that keep them on. She hugs me and kisses me, and my cock sticks between her legs. It’s rubbing against her pussy. Then she spreads her legs and pulls herself up by my shoulders. My cock lodges in her pussy and she slides back down. Now I’m in her, all the way in her.”
I peek and Lori has two fingers in her pussy now. She’s wet, I can see it, and I’m beginning to leak precum.
“I go deep in her. I’m starting to leak sperm, like I am right now.” I opened my eyes and looked at Lori. Her eyes were open, staring at the wet end of my dick. Her fingers didn’t pause, though and she was breathing very hard.
“I tell her I’m about to cum and then …………. I spurt.”
I timed it so that I’d start cumming at that point. I didn’t actually aim it at Lori, it’s just that she was right there in front of me and that’s where I shot.
The first stream just happened to splatter all over her breasts. She froze and looked in disbelief at the thick white fluid now dripping off one nipple.
The next spurt came and what was left of my mind said “Hey stupid, don’t squirt all over her chest again,” so I directed it downward, so as not to hit her face.
Instead I scored a direct hit on her pussy lips and hand. Her fingers were coated. She stared for a second at her wet hand and suddenly she continued to slide them in her pussy, pushing my sperm inside her in the process. This was so erotic I continued cumming so hard I thought I’d pass out.
Lori squealed and began to shake. Her hand was a blur and her head shook back and forth. She gave out a high pitched keening noise that would have scared me to death if I hadn’t known it was associated with an orgasm. My knees gave out and I sank to the floor.
It took us ten minutes to catch our breath. She was still sitting in the chair, her legs still spread. My dick was hanging between my legs, soft for once.
She sighed. “That was so hot. I never came like that before.”
“You and me both,” I said.
She stared at her pussy, which was coated with my sperm and then at her hand. Tentatively she brought one finger to her lips. A flick of her tongue and she was tasting it. Tasting me.
“Hmmmmmm,” was her response. “Not what I expected, but nothing awful.”
“Um…sorry about shooting all over you,” I started to say. She was out of the chair and sitting on my chest in a flash.
“When are you going to learn?” she said in mock anger.
“Well … I just thought …” my statement was stopped by a kiss. This kiss was a nice gentle one that went on and on. My hands came up to her breasts. I found those luscious nipples and began rolling them between my thumbs and forefingers. She moaned into my mouth and scooted her pussy around on my stomach. My buddy awoke (which amazed me all get out) and flopped up, hitting her on the butt. She pulled up from the kiss, but did not sit up. Instead she hung her breasts over my face.
I knew what to do and soon I had a nipple in my mouth and was sucking and chewing on the fruit of my dreams. Her response was gratifying a “Ohhhhhhhhhh.” She backed up, feeling my hardon against her buns. She was breathing hard again.
Suddenly she sat up, batting my hands away from her breasts. Seeing as how everything I had said so far had been wrong I just lay there and looked at her. Man she was beautiful.
“We should take a break,” she said quietly.
“Um … OK.” My comebacks weren’t improving any.
“I mean, this has been really wonderful … I’ve never felt this way … and I’m really glad we did this … but …” she trailed off.
“Um … I mean … really … it’s OK, Lori”. I didn’t know exactly what was going on, but I knew I didn’t want her to ever be mad at me. I wanted this to go on and on and on, but I’d already done WAY more with this wonderful creature than I ever would have dreamed of actually doing.
She went on as if I hadn’t said a word. “I mean … what I’m feeling now … I want to … I just don’t think we should go any farther.”
“Absolutely,” I chimed in, happy I had said something other than `OK’.
Then Lori moved, raising her hips and sliding down until she was sitting on my thighs. My dick, which didn’t know things were over for the day, stood proudly, as if to say “OK, here I am, I’m ready to go, whatever you need me for I’m your dick!”
She reached down and grasped it lightly.
“Wow!” she said smiling “It’s so hard, but soft at the same time.” Then she went on, addressing her comment to my stiff little buddy “So you’re the one who almost got me in trouble tonight. You’re the one who almost made me lose my senses. You’re the one who almost got to go inside me.”
I was stunned. My buddy pulsed and waved as he got even harder. She was sort of idly stroking me while she talked to my penis. This was too cool and I just lay there and enjoyed it. The idea that she had even thought about wanting my dick in her was enough that I could now die a happy man.
She kept talking to my penis.
“Do you want to see what you are missing you naughty little boy?” she bent my dick toward her pussy and briefly touched the head to her pussy lips before jerking it away again.
“Yes, I bet you wish you could go in there don’t you? You’re such a bad, bad penis. I bet you want to kiss Lori’s little clitty don’t you?”
This time she bent it down and rubbed the head across her clit several times. She shuddered. Then she shook her head and pushed my dick down flat across my abdomen. She scooted up, which caused her pussy lips to straddle my dick and rubbed her pussy along the length of my boner. She bent over at the same time to kiss me again.
“Mark, the way I’m feeling right now is very dangerous, and I don’t want to go all the way, but I want to have one more orgasm, OK?”
I played it safe. I just nodded.
So she started sliding back and forth on top of my pecker. Her pussy lips were hot and wet and it felt almost like I was jacking off. Her breasts were over my face, so I feasted again, this time on both nipples. She was doing all the work, so I slid my hands along her sides, and across her back and around her breasts. She was panting now and her movements were getting really jerky. I could tell she was close, and that made me get close too. The closer she got the more wildly she rode me and soon her pussy lips were going all the way up to the head of my dick, washing over it back and forth. That must have felt good because she shortened her stroke to center mostly on the head.
I was about ready to pop so I said “Lori … unnngggggg … I’m about there … I’m going to shoot.”
She was thrashing on me now and she started to make a sound, kind of soft and low at first, but it got louder and louder and louder. She started shaking her head and her pony tail flopped around.
Then disaster struck.
She bent down, almost lying on my chest. Maybe it was to drag her nipples across my chest, or maybe it was to kiss me – I don’t know. But it put her pussy in line with my dick when she slid back down.
This time her pussy didn’t slide over the head of my dick – it slid ONTO the head of my dick.
Suddenly I felt my dick head enveloped in something hot and wet. That feeling took me over the edge and I blasted a long thick rope of hot white jism into what turned out to be her pussy. She obviously felt it happen too, because she froze.
Then (and I don’t think she would have done this had she been thinking clearly) she SAT UP. That caused her whole weight to fall on what was already planted a couple of inches deep in her pussy – namely my buddy!
Now at this late date I know what happened, but right then neither of us knew what happened or why. What happened was that the shot of slippery jizz I had pumped into her made the inside of her pussy extra slick. Her three-finger jerk-off just prior to this had stretched her out some. Gravity did the rest and she impaled herself good and proper on my rod.
Not only did she sink to the balls, she did this while my dick was in the throes of a most wonderful and powerful orgasm. That is to say that while she was sliding down on my seven inches of cock, that cock was spitting wave after wave of teenaged sperm right into her unprotected pussy.
About the same time her pussy, now flooded with millions of Mark’s patented baby makers, realized that it had a nice hard dick in it and she tumbled the rest of the way into her own orgasm. She sucked in a big breath and let out a wail that would wake the dead. Her pussy went crazy, squeezing and rippling and jerking all around my cock as it continued spurting its load into her belly. Her hips did a little sort of circular dance as she fell forward again, this time landing solidly on my chest, her mouth buried in my neck. Her pussy jerked forward and backward about six or seven times and she said “Oh Mark, oh Mark, oh Mark, oh Mark” into my neck. Then she just melted into dead weight on my chest, gasping to catch her breath.
I put my arms around her. My dick, empty now, but too stupid to know it, continued jerking in her pussy, trying like heck to shoot something else into her.
She felt it and nuzzled into my neck, going “Mmmmmmmmm.”
She spoke to my neck this time, instead of my penis. “That wasn’t supposed to happen.”
“I know,” I said softly. “I’m …” I didn’t finish it.
Then I decided to.
“I’m NOT sorry. I couldn’t be sorry even if I tried. That was the most wonderful thing that ever happened to me. If I never ever get to do it again, it will have been worth it. I hope you aren’t pregnant, but if you are then we’ll just have to deal with raising a beautiful child, because that’s the only kind you could possibly have.”
She sat back up. I was still inside her. She stared down at me. “I don’t think I’ll get pregnant this time.”
I wasn’t listening to the way she said it at first. But my little brain heard her. My buddy twitched. She laughed. “It wasn’t supposed to happen, but I’m glad it did. I tried to quit when I knew I was in deep, and something way down inside me knew that you’d be the one to take my virginity. I just didn’t plan on it happening this soon.”
“This time?” I said dumbly. “You mean??”
“Oh yeah,” she leaned back down and licked my lips as she hunched her pussy on my still buried cock. “I have you now, and we’re going to be doing a LOT of this from now on.”
At that point in time it was probably seven o’clock in the evening. By midnight, when we finally fell into a stupor, I had filled her sweet, sweet pussy with my seed four more times. We slept that night with my cock buried in her, holding in my last load of sperm. The next morning she climbed up on my cock in the shower and rode it to a sperm spitting frenzy before we went to school.
As we approached the building she whispered to me “I feel so wet with all your stuff up inside me.”
Have you ever tried to get thorough a whole school day with a hard on that just won’t go down?
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The Hot Tub Blues

Author comment: Another author posted this story at XNXX under the title “Hot Tub Party” without my knowledge or permission. One of my readers from another site notified me and I had the story pulled as an infringement of copyright law. But, since the story seemed to be fairly popular, I am submitting it again under the original author’s name and title. So those of you who enjoyed it may keep enjoying it.
Thanks.
Bob
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The Hot Tub Blues
by Lubrican
Jodie wondered how things had ended up like they had. She was at once surprised, horrified, elated and … yes … horny. She had just taken a shower and was sitting on the john drying her hair, wondering what to do next. She stared between her legs. Yes, there was definitely sperm oozing out of her pussy. She knew it was there, of course, and hadn’t washed it out in the shower. But now, she wondered whether she should have done so. She thought back to the beginning of the night – the most important night of her young life – prom night.
As I got ready for the prom, I tried to decide what to wear. Not my gown, but what to wear under my gown. I was going to the dance with Ron Harris. That was OK, though I wasn’t really super impressed with him. But he’d asked me and he was the captain of the football team, so I’d said yes. I knew by his reputation that he’d try to get into my panties, but that definitely wasn’t going to happen. For one thing, I wasn’t on the pill. For another, I was technically a virgin, having shoved only the handle of a hairbrush inside my soft teen pussy before. No, Ron was going home with blue balls tonight. Well, maybe I’d jerk him off, but that was all. I figured I could handle him OK. And my brother, Rob, was going to be at the dance too. In fact we were double dating. That was the only way our parents would let me go, since I was only a sophomore. But Rob was a senior and had his license. Besides, he was pretty cool for a brother.
I finally decided that the gown needed smooth lines, so I went braless and decided on no panties either. I felt deliciously naughty as I slipped on the satin gown and admired my reflection in the mirror. Not too tall, with breasts, but not mountains. My hips had swelled some over the last year and the dress hung on them nicely. Blond hair done up tall and complicated and makeup just right. My sky blue eyes stared at my image and I blew myself a kiss.
The prom was OK. Ron had been drinking before they picked him up and he was too drunk to dance well. Rob had danced with me a couple of times and plenty of other guys had taken their turns too. It was amazing how many guys would desert their dates to dance with me, and even more amazing to me that they’d let their hands slide down to my butt while their dates were watching. Men are such pigs.
Ron had snuck a pint into the dance too. At first I was pissed off about it, but as he got more and more soused, I realized I wouldn’t have to fight for my honor. So after the dance we dumped him off at his house and then went out to eat. We met up with a bunch of my brother’s classmates at the pizza place and suddenly I heard Rob inviting them all to come back to our house to use the hot tub.
Lena, Rob’s date, laughed and said “Robbie, how can we use the hot tub. We aren’t dressed for swimming!” Several of the other girls chimed in, agreeing. Rob wasn’t deterred at all. “We’re all adults here. The water will be warm and who needs a suit anyway?”
There it was. I held my breath as these too cool seniors thought about it. Lacey Henderson was the first to break the silence
“Well, I’m OK with that, but I want to go home and get some jeans or something to dress in after we get out. It won’t be warm then.”
I couldn’t believe my ears. Lacey, one of the most popular girls in school, was willing to go skinny dipping in our hot tub with a bunch of other kids!!
But when Lacey said that, the dam burst and soon everyone was planning on meeting up at our house. We went by Lena’s house so she could get some clothes. She came out and her Mom came to the door.
“I told my mom we were going to party in the hot tub. I’m sorry, I didn’t think it would be a big deal. But she got all up in arms and says I can’t go. She says I have to stay here since the prom is over.”
She was crying and I actually felt bad for her. Rob took it like a man, though, and we drove off without her.
I thought this might have bummed Rob out, and that the party might now be cancelled, seeing as how he was now date-less. I said as much and he came back with “No way. I invited my friends over and they’re going to get a party they’ll never forget.”
He had no way of knowing how true that statement was.
We finally got home and Rob went into the kitchen to make up some snacks. Our parents were over at the Wilson’s playing cards, and we knew that those games almost always lasted into the wee hours of the morning, so it was no big deal. Besides, even if we were all going to be naked in the hot tub, what could happen in front of everybody else? I told Rob I’d go get the hot tub ready for our party.
“What do you mean OUR party?” he said, looking at me closely. “Little sis, this isn’t OUR party. This is MY party and YOU aren’t invited.”
I just stared at him. “No way, you dork!” I yelled. “I went to the prom and I’m going to get in the hot tub and skinny dip just like everybody else!” My yelling didn’t seem to bother him.
“Jodie,” he said. “Calm down. You can’t do this. Think about it. None of your friends will be there. All of MY friends will be naked. The guys too, Jodie. You don’t want to be naked in front of all those people. And if Mom and Dad get home and find out I let you go naked with a bunch of virtual strangers they’ll KILL me! No way, Jodie, I can’t let you do this. I’m sorry, but no go.” He said it in that way he always talked when there was no way to change his mind.
But I’d been his sister for sixteen years now, and I knew how to handle him. “OK,” I said, sounding miserable. “But this is going to cost you big time.” He muttered something like “Yeah Yeah,” but I wasn’t listening.
I was moving.
While he got snacks ready I did an end run around him by simply going out to the back porch, where the hot tub was, uncovering it, turning on the bubbles, stripping bare and getting in. It was already warm, because Dad has this thing about it being cheaper to keep the water warm than heat it up when it’s cold.
Our hot tub was big. I mean huge. It would hold nine people sitting shoulder to shoulder and it was three feet deep in the middle. It was heated, like I said, and had something like fifteen jets in it. When you turned all of them on at once it made a mini storm and water slopped over the sides sometimes. That was OK, though, because it had an automatic fill thing that added water whenever it was needed. And it had underwater lights. I left them off, though, because I didn’t want anyone to see me.
It was a really nice night. The air was chilly and the water nice and hot. I sat down on the side closest to the house and slid down so my head was almost under water. Rob wouldn’t be able to see me until it was too late.
I must have vegged out because I was startled by a lot of splashing as several people jumped in the tub. The partiers had arrived and were piling in. My plan was going just fine. It was dark, and the lights from the house only hit one side of the hot tub. I was in the shadows.
Then I realized that the two people who had gotten in were boys, John Martin and Fred Dibble to be exact. I slid my head back up for a look and saw their dates standing beside the tub. Both had chickened out and worn bathing suits and both were shivering.
John yelled out “Come on in, the water’s fine.” As he did he stood up. He was naked.
Cindy, John’s date, said “John, you don’t have anything on.”
Fred yelled out “Neither do I. That’s the whole idea!”
About then two more couples arrived. At first they just milled around, seeing the two girls in bikinis. Then John and Fred stood up, showing they were nude and clothing started hitting the ground. I took this opportunity to check out the boys. There was just a yard light in the back yard, but I could see well enough to tell who was circumcised and who wasn’t. I was a little amazed at how big some of those peters were, hanging down and flopping around as the boys moved around. Cindy climbed in the hot tub still wearing her bikini. One of the other girls did the same thing. But all the guys stripped down completely. My brother wasn’t there yet. Pretty soon the hot tub was full of wiggling splashing teenagers. I was still keeping a low profile. I don’t know if they didn’t see me, or just didn’t pay attention to me because I was “just Rob’s little sister”. At any rate, I soon felt smooth wet skin brushing up against mine on both sides of me.
Then I heard Rob as he came out the back door. “I’ve got eats here. I’ll put them beside the spa for whenever anybody gets hungry. I peeked up. Rob was still dressed for the prom. He was peering into the dark spa, trying to see if people were naked or not. I don’t think he could tell, but being a man of action he just started taking things off. Next thing I knew he was standing beside the hot tub, getting ready to get in. For the first time since he was probably ten, I saw him in all his naked glory. I was surprised. He was a hunk! He had those wide shoulders I knew about, and muscles I was well acquainted with because he pushed me around all the time. He had a nice tight little butt, too.
But what I stared at was his prick.
I used that word on purpose. He didn’t have a penis, or a schlong or any of those other words that are all too soft. He had a big fat PRICK. It wasn’t hard or anything, but I knew that if it ever got that way he’d probably pass out from loss of blood. It put all those other cocks I had seen to shame. He wasn’t circumcised, but his foreskin was stretched over a big round knob that hung halfway down to his knee. I heard a couple of the girls gasp when they saw it. He stepped into the spa but all the space was taken up. People shifted, pushing closer together and Rob sank down on the opposite side from me.
“Who all is here?” he said as he settled in. I was safe. It was too dark to see all the faces in the crowded tub and now I was squeezed tight between Fred and Herb. People yelled out their names. I realized that Fred was on one side of me when he called out his name. On the other side was a boy named Herb Johnson. I kept my mouth shut, figuring I had gotten away with it.
Then Fred blew it. “And, of course, Jodie,” he said loudly into the silence.
I heard one of the girls say “Who’s Jodie?” about the same time Rob said “No, Jodie’s in her room.”
I elbowed Fred hard. Instead of getting the idea he yelped and poked back, sliding his elbow across my breasts.
“Jodie is Rob’s sister and she’s sitting right beside me.”
Men are such pigs.
Now Rob was crossing the pool. He peered into the darkness between Fred and Herb. “Jodie?” he said in this voice I hated. I slumped down until only my nose was above the water. “Who is that?” he said as he got closer. Fred moved. Herb moved. Water sloshed and I got a snoot full. I came up coughing and gasping. “Jodie! I told you you couldn’t come out here. Now GET OUT!” he yelled.
I was so mad I wanted to scream. But I knew I’d start crying and I didn’t want to do that. So, with all the dignity I could muster, I put my feet on the bottom and stood up. Boy that air was cold! I felt my nipples stiffen up.
Oh, I don’t think I mentioned my nipples. For some reason only a geneticist could tell, I have these … odd … nipples. While my breasts are only the size of soft balls, when I get excited my nipples grow and grow and grow until they stick out almost an inch. The first time it happened I was playing with them. It felt good and I didn’t pay attention until they had grown so long I noticed them. I almost panicked. I thought I had maimed myself or something. Then it occurred to me that they felt just fine. Now I loved to play with them and pull on them. Anyway, I stood up, ready to climb out and my nipples went to attention in the cold air.
A boy hissed “Look at those tits!” That was followed by “Ooof” as his date elbowed him, but a circle of male faces suddenly leaned toward me. I realized that with all of them sitting down, the yard light was showing me – a lot. I looked at my brother. He was sitting there slack jawed, staring at my breasts. After all, he hadn’t seen me naked since he was ten either. I had grown a lot.
Suddenly he burst into action, standing up. He put his hands on my shoulders and pushed me under the water “Get back down,” he hissed. Now he and I were in the middle of the hot tub, surrounded by his naked and not so naked friends.
“Make up your mind,” I growled back.
Fred called out “Oh let her stay, Rob. She can come back over here and sit by me.” He sounded like he was grinning and I heard another “Ooof” as his date elbowed him again.
Another boy said “No way – she has to go.: There was a pause and he went on. “Because I want to see her ass as she gets out.” He laughed and his date pushed him under. Several of the other guys said I could come and sit on their laps and I thought Rob was going to have a heart attack.
Oddly it was the girls who saved me. Cindy stood up and said “Well if Rob’s little sister is naked in this hot tub I guess I’ll join the crowd.” It got real quiet as she untied her bikini top and let it slide off her breasts. She whirled it around and let it fly off into the yard. Then she bent over and came up with the bottoms, doing the same thing. All the other girls who were still clothed joined in and soon the hot tub was full of naked frolicking teenagers.
It degenerated into a game of grab ass and soon water was splashing all over. I felt someone grab me from behind and start pulling me to one side.
I got scared at first and twisted around to see who it was. My wet skin slid in his hands and about the same time I realized it was Rob I realized my naked front was now in full contact with HIS naked front. His eyes widened as he felt my nips poking into his chest. He must have felt his prick pushing into my nest. I know I did.
Anyway, he kept me moving until I was against the side of the pool and he turned his back to me, pinning me against the side. His arms went out and I realized he was PROTECTING me!!
He was keeping all the guys from copping feels of his little sister. It was sweet in a way. And, he had to fight them off too! Several of them were trying to reach around him to get to me.
It was all in fun, of course. I think they were just trying to give Rob a hard time. But I hugged him close and now that tight butt of his was pushing against me and my breasts were smashed against his back. My arms were around him and I was holding on to his abdomen right at the place where his pubic hair started. I had never hugged a naked man before, and I had to admit that this felt pretty good! His skin was all soft and slick and his back rubbed my nipples REALLY nicely as he moved.
I still have no idea what made me do it.
Maybe I wanted to tease him.
Maybe I was curious.
Maybe I wanted to keep him off balance so he wouldn’t kick me out.
At any rate, I let one hand slide down and I grasped that PRICK of his firmly.
He froze. My other hand slid up to his chest, to pull him against my breasts, and I realized he wasn’t breathing. Then he gave a shudder as several things happened almost at once. First I felt his prick begin to swell in my hand. Second he took a big deep breath. And third his hand went down and slapped my hand away from his cock.
I just acted like nothing had happened and moved the hand to his hip.
Things began to calm down. People began to return to their places around the tub. Rob turned around, pushed himself a little away from me and leaned in to whisper “Jodie, you shouldn’t be here.”
I whispered back “Well I am here, so get over it.” Then, to keep him off balance I reached between his legs and grabbed him again. “And don’t give me a hard time either or you’ll be sorry.”
Then I realized the pun, because now his dick was at least half hard and getting harder in my hand. I laughed…and squeezed. I felt so wicked. I didn’t want to push it though, so I let go and whispered again “Come on Robbie, I just want to have a little fun on prom night. I’ll be good, I promise.”
He just stared at me for a minute and then said “OK. But you’re staying with me. And stay under the water. You’ll start a riot otherwise.”
Then he turned around and announced. “OK, I’ll let her stay, but hands off. She’s my sister. She’s staying with me.”
I heard a girl say “Thank goodness,” under her breath and felt a thrill as I realized I was actually attractive enough to be a threat to these older girls.
So I ended up sitting beside my brother, stark naked, my hand lying on his thigh (I wonder how that happened?) as we all chatted and talked about school, after-school plans and all kinds of stuff.
It was about 20 minutes later that four more couples arrived.
Now it was crowded in the spa. So crowded that the boys decided that the girls would have to sit on their laps to make room for the new folks. Imagine that. Men are such pigs.
And that’s how I ended up sitting on my brother’s lap. Well, mostly on his lap. You see there was this problem. There was something sticking up from his lap that kept me from sitting ON his lap. When I tried to sit down his prick poked me in the butt. He gasped and I giggled. So then he reached down and pushed his cock down so I could sit down. Now I had eight inches of hard cock between my butt cheeks. As I sat, my legs floated up and spread just a little, and the head of his dick came to rest right on my pussy lips. His arms went around me, grasping my stomach, to keep me from floating away.
I couldn’t help it. I squirmed.
Now I want to take just a minute here to explain something. I’d never thought of my brother as a “sexual” being before. I hadn’t lusted after him since I was ten or any of that crap. He was cool, and he was handsome, but I’d never had even one tiny little glimmer in my mind about incest or anything crazy like that.
But he felt so good under me. And his skin was so nice. And I DID love him. And I was with all these popular older kids, and they were accepting me as one of them. So I didn’t plan it, but it just sort of happened. I wiggled, and it felt nice, so I wiggled some more.
There wasn’t anything Rob could do. The newcomers stripped down and climbed in, and it was all splashy and everything again until they got settled. In the process I squirmed against his dick and it felt soooo good pushing and rubbing against my pussy lips.
He got harder and harder and I could feel him breathing on the back of my neck. He was breathing harder than before. “Jodie…” he groaned. I spread my legs a little more, enough that I could reach between them with one hand. I found the head of his wonderful hard PRICK and pushed it between my pussy lips. I had one finger on my clit and I started stroking the head of his dick with one finger.
I know I shouldn’t have, but it felt so GOOD.
Then my brother’s hands slid up my ribs and onto my breasts. I sighed as I felt his hands slide over my sensitive nips. It occurred to me that I was going to have an orgasm, and quite soon at that. Then I wondered what to do because I couldn’t let all these kids know I was cumming.
Then I thought “What if Rob shoots? Will his stuff float? If it does will they see it?” I looked around and realized that it was pretty quiet. That’s because the earlier grab ass had turned into serious petting and necking. I could see couples pasted together, kissing, touching. One girl was moving up and down in a very suspicious manner. I heard several voices say things like “Mmmmmm” and “Ohhhh” and “Ooooh that feels good.”
I knew what they meant. It DID feel good. I focused back on my brother’s nice hard cock rubbing my pussy and his hands sliding back and forth on my breasts.
And that’s when I decided to do it.
I could tell my orgasm was close, and I just knew it would be better if that nice hard dick was in me … just a little. So I leaned forward and lifted up. I caught Rob by surprise. Maybe he thought things had gone too far and I was getting off of him. Anyway I reached down between my legs, grabbed his now monster boner, which was standing straight up, notched the head between my pussy lips, and sat back down. I sat down hard too. Splashed water all over the place. I muffled a groan as what felt like a baseball bat slid up into me. I heard Rob take a big deep breath.
I only slid onto it about half way. It just wouldn’t go in any farther. So I leaned back against him, about three or four inches higher than I had been, and just sat there, feeling my very first prick inside me, wondering if it was going to kill me.
I have to admit it was pretty uncomfortable at first. It wasn’t exactly painful. Maybe “different” is a better word. Anyway, the urge to cum had passed, but I wasn’t about to pull back off of him. That was just the stubborn part of me, not the incestuous part.
So I just tried to lean back against him and relax. And you know what? As I did I felt myself slide onto him a little bit more. I began to pay attention to the muscles he was spreading apart. I clenched this muscle and then that one and then tried to relax each of them. Suddenly I found some muscles that if I relaxed them I slid even farther onto him.
He was panting into my neck now. I heard him make this little whimper “Oh shit” and I can’t explain it, but somehow I knew that meant that he was really glad his prick was where it was, even though we both knew it shouldn’t be there. It made me feel really good emotionally.
The couple next to us started moving around in the water. I glanced over and saw that she was on her hands and knees on the seat and he was in the middle of the tub behind her. He was lunging toward her and drawing back. He was fucking her right there next to us!
Then the waves they were causing hit us and I rocked back and forth.
WOW!
When Rob’s dick moved in me it felt REALLY, REALLY GOOD! He must have thought so too because he groaned again. Now I went with the flow of the waves being caused by all the activity in the pool. I ended up sliding up and down on my brother’s pole and my orgasm came right back.
“Ooooooh,” I moaned and I felt all those new muscles start to do little flurries all around that wonderful hard PRICK that was now jammed up inside me. The orgasm washed over me and I bit my lip to keep from yelling.
Rob moaned “Jodie…” and then his hands left my breasts and went to my hips. He pulled me the last inch onto his rampant cock and I felt it swell inside me. Then it jerked and something nice and warm and wet squirted into my pussy. I wanted it to squirt forever.
Then it was over. Well, not over actually, but we were still again. His thing was still stuck up inside me and I leaned back against him, relaxing in the warm water. My mind was a whirl. I had just had sex … with my brother … and he had shot off inside me. I didn’t know what to think.
So I asked myself some questions: Did I love him? Yes, of course I loved him. Did he hurt me? No, quite the contrary, he made me feel really good. Was I pregnant? Probably not. My last period had been almost four weeks ago. Would the world approve? No, but then the world didn’t have to know, now did it? What was he feeling? I didn’t know. Would we do it again?
I sure hoped so.
As much as I hated to do it, I leaned forward and pulled off of him. I heard him sigh as he pulled free. Then I turned around and leaned in close to whisper.
“Thank you,” I said very quietly.
“Really?” he whispered back.
“Oh yeah,” I said and I kissed him very quickly on the mouth.
Then, since everyone was otherwise engaged I stood up and announced “You guys are grossing me out! I’m going in to get something to drink.”
Rob stood up too. “Um…I’ll go with you sis.”
I don’t think anybody even knew we were gone. We walked naked to the back door and then inside. I took his hand and pulled him toward my bedroom.
“What are you doing?” he whispered loudly.
“What do you THINK I’m doing you dork?” I whispered back. “I want to do that again.”
As soon as I got him into my room I pressed up against him and kissed him long and hard. His reticence was gone and I felt his cock rise again to press against my abdomen. I wanted that thing in me again and I wanted it NOW! I pulled him to the bed and down on top of me.
We didn’t make love that time. We didn’t even have sex. We MATED. He crawled up between my legs and in one long thrust he pinned me to the bed. I still wasn’t used to his full length, but I remembered to relax those muscles and I felt his pubic bone slam against mine. I felt my insides move as he battered his way into my belly.
And then we rutted.
I know I left stripes on his back with my fingernails as I came over and over again. Then he was chanting my name and he slammed in one last time. I felt his prick swell and jerk again as it spat globs of his hot seed way up inside me. He grunted with each discharge.
“Jodie,” and a long rope of his cum shot into me.
“Jodie,” and another one splatted into my womb.
“Jodie,” and his ejaculation peaked.
“Ohhhhh Jodie,” as his last shot surged into my thirsty pussy. He collapsed and his weight felt so good on top of me.
Eventually he had left her lying there, sated, her pussy full of his thick sticky sperm, as he returned to his friends. She thought she’d better be the first one to get outside in the morning and clean the hot tub. She suspected there would be globs of white strings floating around in it and knew her parents would melt down if they saw it. Then she decided to take a shower.
Now the shower was done and she was staring at her brother’s jism, slowly dripping out of her pussy. What should she do? She left the bathroom, still naked.
Then, closing her eyes, she practiced sneaking down the hall to Rob’s room in the dark. She practiced until she knew she could do it without making a sound.
She knew she’d make that trip … later tonight … and every chance she got from now on.
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Hung Like a Horse

Every summer, our family took a trip to visit our relatives on their farm. It was a trip that my sister and I looked forward to every year. For two weeks, we basically had the run of the land with little or no supervision. We got to explore all of the barns, watch the animals, and swim in the creek that flowed through the pasture. Usually there were other visiting kids to play with as well.
This year, my cousin Amber was visiting from New York City. It was her first trip out to the farm and it took her a while to get used to the fact that our here on the farm, there was no cell phones, no internet, and no cable TV to occupy her time. Depriving a teenage girl of these “necessities” of live could be devastating. It was actually my sister Sarah who convinced her that it was possible to survive for two weeks in this rural desert.
The next day, it was a very hot and sunny day. All three of us decided to cool off my going down to the creek for a swim. When we were stripping off our clothes to get to the suits underneath, I noticed that Amber was wearing a relatively skimpy pink bikini. Unlike the traditional one-piece suit that Becky was wearing, the bikini clearly looked like something designed more for sunbathing than for swimming. Whenever Amber would jump or splash, her tits would lurch, barely restrained by the thin piece of fabric trying their best to restrain them.
Did I mention that Amber was quite an attractive young thing? Maybe this trip can get even more interesting.
Becky must have noticed my interest in Amber since she murmured so only I could hear, “Aren’t you glad you’re wearing a loose pair of trunks, eh, Chad?”
After a few minutes, Amber got out of the water and sat down on a blanket on the shore. Maybe she realized her suit wasn’t all that safe for bounding about in the water. I saw that as an opportunity and sat down next to her.
“So, have you adjusted to life on the farm yet?” I asked Amber.
“Not really,” she sighed. “I mean, I guess the farm is kinda interesting, but I feel so out of touch with the real world.”
“We’ll keep you so busy showing you things around here that you won’t have time to think about the rest of the world,” I promised. “We can go see the animals over in the barn later. Then you can really understand the meaning of the phrase, ‘hung like a horse,’” I laughed.
At this comment, Amber turned about as pink as her bikini. I hadn’t counted on that strong of a reaction and hoped I hadn’t pushed things too far. Before I could change the topic to something safer, Amber quietly said, “It’s not just an expression?”
I chuckled; hoping to make it sound like it was no big deal. “No, it’s pretty literal. Why don’t we go down to the barn tonight and take a look?”
Suddenly, I hear Becky say from behind me, “That sounds like a good idea. Let’s all go. We can sit up in the hayloft and watch the animals come in without them disturbing us.”
I shot Becky an annoyed glance at her comment. So much for getting Amber alone for a while. I tried not to look disappointed as Amber asked, “So the animals won’t be able to bite us?”
“Nope, they’ll be on the ground floor. We can watch in safety,” Becky assured Amber.
That decided it for Amber. “Okay, after dinner?”
“That’s when a lot of them come back in from the pasture,” I said.
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“What was that all about?” I demanded as I burst into Becky’s room back at the farm?
“I was just trying to help you out, Chad,” Becky calmly answered, almost like she was trying to ignore me.
“How is inviting yourself on our private outing, ‘helping?’” I asked angrily.
“I know what you were trying to do and I know you want to fuck her, but in case you hadn’t noticed, she’s not like most of those easy girls you dated from school”, Becky explained patiently.
“Easy?” I asked.
“Yep. I know you’re good at getting the girls to spread their legs for you by the second date, but most of those chicks would give it to almost anyone who asked.”
“Well, I know you weren’t terribly patient with Andrew yourself,” I struck back. Practice was cancelled one day after school and I came home early. When I got home, instead of finding an empty house like I expected, I found Becky lying on her back on the living room couch and Andrew on top of her pushing his cock in and out of her pussy.
“I love the double standard you set between my exploits and yours,” huffed Becky. “Anyway, I don’t disapprove of your conquests – I said I was trying to help.”
“How?”
“I doubt Amber would have agreed to go with you alone, and if she did, it’s likely she’d bolt if you tried anything serious. If I’m there, I think she’ll be a little more relaxed.”
“Maybe…” I slowly said.
“Besides, she’s here for two more weeks, just like us. There should be plenty of time for your private rendezvous later.”
“I guess you’re right,” I sighed.
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After dinner, the three of us headed out to the barn and climbed up the ladder to the hayloft. Amber and Becky were chatting away as they found a spot near the edge of the loft. After looking around for a little while, Becky knelt down declaring, “Here we go. We can see from the pasture entrance all the way into the pens from here.”
Amber sat down next and I sat down so that Amber was between Becky and me. At first, there wasn’t much to see. For a while, there wasn’t much to see – we just looked at the cows milling about and the cats that live in the barn dodging in and out of cover.
Then I saw the event I was waiting for. A large stallion that I knew was visiting the farm slowly sauntered into the barn entrance. As it got closer, the angle to watch it got better and you could see its member hanging long and think from underneath its body. When Becky got a good view of it, she whispered something to Amber and pointed towards the horse. I could hear Amber give a sharp gasp. I glanced over at Amber and saw that her gaze was locked onto that horse. Her breathing was more rapid and I could see her breasts rise and fall under her shirt. “Wow…” she sighed quietly.
“First time seeing a horse’s cock?” I asked Amber quietly. Becky gave me a sharp glance at my comment but didn’t say anything. Amber’s gaze was still fixed on the horse. I’m not sure she even heard me anyway.
“How does it…” Amber asked as she glanced down to her lap.
Becky put her arm around Amber protectively as she reassured her, “It’s the right size for the horse. It does look impressive though.”
“If there were any mares around in the barn, you might get to see him use it,” I said, wondering what effect that sight would have on her.
A few moments passed by. “Are…” Amber started, uncertain if she should continue. Becky motioned her forward and Amber whispered the rest of the question in her ear.
“Yes, all horses have ones that large,” smiled Becky.
“No, I meant…” stammered Amber.
“Well, you’d have to ask Chad about that,” replied Becky. “Are you ‘hung like a horse?’” she asked me.
My cock is slightly above average, at least based on what I’ve seen in the gym locker room, but I’m not match for a horse of course. Putting on my best face, I say, “Well, I’m no match for a horse…”
At this point, Becky and Amber are sitting next to each other, turned to face across from me. I could see Amber’s gaze drop down towards my shorts and if you looked carefully, you could see the slight bulge where my hardening cock was showing.
Becky leaned close to Amber and asked, “Did you want to see his for comparison?”
I could tell by her reaction that her shyness was warring with her curiosity. Another reassuring caress from Becky was apparently all that was needed to make her feel secure enough to timidly say, “Okay.”
I undid the snap on my shorts and lowered the zipper. I reached in with one hand and pushed the waistband of my undies down and pulled my cock out over the top. It was quite hard at this point and the handling caused a small drop of liquid to appear at the tip. When I removed my hands, my cock was standing proudly at attention as I sat cross-legged on the floor.
Amber leaned forward slightly to get a better look. She seemed to be studying it carefully, noting the veins running up the side, seeing the large head at the top of the cock and how it twitched in time with my heartbeat. “What do you think,” I asked softly.
Amber sat straight back up as the question snapped her out of her reverie. She glanced back down into the barn and then back at my member and said, “Not as large.”
“Yes, but the right size for us girls,” Becky said. I noticed at this point that Becky seemed to be taking quite an interest in my cock as well. I found myself wondering how mine compared to Andrew’s.
Hoping that Amber would be caught up enough in the mood, I asked, “What about my turn?”
“Hmmm…” asked Amber.
“Well, you got to see me. Do I get to see you?” I asked hopefully.
Amber got that uncertain “deer in the headlights” look, but Becky quickly answered, “That only seems fair. We can let you see our tits. Okay, Amber?” Becky started to lift her shirt up towards her neck.
Amber still looked a little uncertain, but watched as Becky got her shirt bunched up under her neck, revealing a plain, white bra. Honestly, I had never really looked at my sister sexually before, not even when I walked in on her and Andrew (although that scene did make me realize that she wasn’t my “little sister” anymore) but I found this strip-tease quite exciting. Becky’s tits weren’t as large as Amber’s, but they had a nice shape to them.
As Becky reached behind her towards the clasp of her bra, she glanced over at Amber and repeated, “Okay?”
Amber definitely looked uncertain, but after seeing Becky exposing herself, she grabbed the hem of her shirt and slowly raised it up. As her shirt rose, Amber’s larger tits came into view. She was wearing a lacy bra that revealed quite a bit of cleavage on the top of her mounds. I definitely liked the view, although I tried not to stare. It helped that I could look back and forth between the two pairs on display.
At this point, Becky unsnapped the clasp and her bra fell free down her arms. Her perky tits hung free, suspended nicely on their own straight out from her chest. Right in the middle was a small, pointy nipple that hardened from exposure to the air. I found myself whistling appreciatively as Becky reached up, pushed the bottom of her tits up and together then let go so they would bounce back into place. She said, “Like what you see, Chad?”
As I started to say something about how beautiful she looked when Amber suddenly got up, her shirt falling back into place, and said, “I can’t do this,” as she rushed towards the steps leading down and out of the barn.
I watched her leave then turned back towards Becky. I watched as Becky put her bra back into place and covered up again. “I guess that’s a good start,” Becky said. “You might want to cover that back up before we head back inside,” she said, motioning at my cock that was still hanging out.
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That night in bed, I knew I had to give my cock some relief after all of the teasing it got during the day. As I rubbed my hand up and down, I found myself thinking just as much about Becky’s body as I did Amber’s. I retraced the events in the barn, and imagined how they might have continued if Amber hadn’t left, but it was Becky that I was picturing, her tits hanging down in front of her, that was in my mind when I exploded all over the bed. It had been quite a while since I’d come that hard.
As I lay there, enjoying the aftermath, I wondered what would happen after Amber had a chance to think over today. Would she be scared away by us, or would she gather her courage. I also wondered why Becky seemed so interested in helping me seduce Amber.
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The next day, Amber showed no sign that anything happened last night at all, although I didn’t get to see much of her. She and Becky went into town together to do some shopping. That evening after dinner, Amber came over to me and Becky as we were finishing up the dishes. “I’d like…, I mean…,” she started. After taking a breath, she quietly said, “Can we go to the barn again?”
Inside, I was thrilled, but I tried to keep my enthusiasm from showing too much. “That’s fine with me.”
Amber looked over at Becky. From her look, it was clearly only okay with her if Becky came along too. Becky didn’t hesitate though. “Me too. Let’s go,” she said, giving Amber a pat on the back.
All three of us went back out to the barn and climbed back into the loft. Most of the animals were back in at this point and the horse we saw yesterday was milling around one part of the barn, grazing on some hay. From this angle, his cock was clearly visible hanging down and Amber’s gaze was fixated on it again. Every now and then, she would glance back towards me, as if comparing what she saw, and after a few minutes, I could see her start to squirm a little bit as she was crouching.
“Could… can…,” started Amber, but then she turned to Becky and whispered something in her ear.
Becky smiled and said, “She’d like to see yours again. Just for comparison, of course.”
“Of course,” I smiled back. I was hoping she remembered what happened last night and knew what I’d expect in return. “But tonight, I think it’s time for you ladies to start first. Seems only fair, right?”
I think Amber had been expecting that. “Okay…” she said hesitantly, looking over at Becky for reassurance. She still sat still, like she was waiting for Becky to make the first move.
Becky didn’t disappoint. She quickly raised her shirt up and over her head, her breasts one again bouncing in the cups of her bra. Seeing as Amber still hadn’t moved, she reached over and grabbed her blouse and pulled it over her head in one swift motion.
Amber sat there, shocked for a moment, before instinctively crossing her hands over her ample bosom. As I tried to get a better look, Becky interrupted saying, “Okay, stud. It’s your turn next.”
Thinking it was only fair; I undid the snap at the top of my shorts and pulled them down. The bulge in my underwear that had already formed was clearly visible – something that did not escape the notice of the girls. While they were admiring the view, I also pulled my shirt off and tossed it into the pile with my shorts. I lay back slightly into the hay to give the girls a better view and said, “Your turn now.”
Again, Becky was the first one to act, reaching behind her back and undoing the clasp on her bra. Just like yesterday, her breasts held their own as the bra fell free. She then gave an encouraging glance to Amber.
Amber sat for a moment and then slowly reached back. Her bra snapped open, letting her breasts fall freely. Being larger, they sagged a bit as they lost the support of her bra, but they were still a nice round shape. Unlike Becky’s tiny, pink nipples, Amber’s ample breasts were crowned with a larger nipple, centered in a larger, darker areola. If anything, the sight of these hooters made my cock grow even harder. After letting the bra drop to the ground, Amber still held her hands partially obscuring my view.
Becky now glanced in my direction. I wondered who was really running this show, but I decided that I didn’t care. “Okay, ladies, time for the main event,” I said as I stood up and slowly lowered my undies down my legs. My cock bounced up sharply as it was finally released from its prison and bobbed several times, coming to rest pointing straight out from my body.
I heard an audible gasp, coming from Amber I think, when my cock came into view and as I looked up, I saw that she had abandoned any attempt at keeping her body hidden. Instead, her full attention was fixed directly on my cock.
Amber reached her hand out towards me a short distance, and then glanced as Becky, as if asking if it was okay. Asking me apparently never entered into their thoughts, not that I would have minded anyway. Getting the encouraging nod from Becky, Amber crawled the two steps towards me and gently touched the head of my cock with her finger. My cock bounced in response to the gentle push and Amber was transfixed by the sight.
“You can put your hand around it,” I suggested.
Amber glanced up at me, startled as if she had forgotten I could talk. But curiosity overcame her fear and she again reached out her hand, wrapping it around my shaft. “Wow… it’s so warm,” she said to Becky. “And it’s hard and soft at the same time… weird.”
Becky smiled back knowingly. “Try moving your hand up and down the length of it. Guys really like that,” Becky suggested.
Amber nodded and turned her attention back to me. She slid her hand all of the way down towards the base and then slowly back up. Her touch was electrifying, sending a wave of pleasure that followed behind her touch.
While her attention was distracted, I reached out with my hands and slowly cupped Amber’s large breasts in my hand. At first, I gently supported the weight on the bottom. Her tits felt like soft pillows – almost a fluffy feeling that contradicted their size. While I felt a flinch when I first made contact, as my hands enveloped more of the flesh, I could feel Amber lean in slightly, pushing her tits into my hands. I’m not even sure she was aware that I was doing it.
I slowly knelt down next to Amber as my fingers continued their exploration of her chest. I held each breast in my hand, running my thumbs up and across the curve of her tits. I noticed the Amber was breathing in time to my strokes. Her rhythm on my cock also slowed down a little as she seemed to lose focus. After a minute of this, I finally allowed my thumb to graze over her nipples. The reaction was instantaneous – Amber arched her back towards me and gave a loud groan of pleasure. Her hand clamped down on my cock.
At this point, I noticed that Becky was still sitting to the side of us watching. She had her hand inside the waistband of her shorts and it looked like she was rubbing herself off. I gave a small chuckle, glad that she was enjoying the show, while I turned my attention back to Amber. “Do you like how that feels?” I asked her. As she nodded back, I replied, “I can do something that will feel even nicer.”
Without waiting for her response, I lowered my face towards her breasts. My tongue traced a path across the tops of her mounds, then around the bottom curves. Only after making a full circle around the outside did I start liking towards the center. As my lips approached her nipples, I could hear mewing sounds coming from her throat.
Finally, my lips approached their destination as I took the nipple deep into my mouth. Amber let out a shout as my tongue circled around the nipple. I flicked my tongue back and forth across the hard tip and each time, her cry got louder and sharper. After only a few moments of this, Amber’s entire body lurched up towards me and she let out a loud, rhythmic moaning sound. This girl was so hot that she came from only a little sucking on her tits!
After her orgasm subsided, Amber collapsed back into the hay. I started to move over her, reaching for the waistband of her shorts. I had to fuck her now.
Unfortunately, she had other plans. She blocked my hands, gasping, “I think… that’s enough… for now…”
With a clearly disappointed look on my face, Becky said, “That’s not very fair to him.” Becky’s face has a flushed look on it. I’m sure that she got herself off as well. Wondering when the last time she had wondered about “fair” Becky continued, “At least let him come as well.”
“How?” asked Amber.
“Remember how I said that guys really like their cock being stroked? Just keep doing that and he’ll come the same way you did.”
“Like this,” Amber asked as she wrapped her hand around my cock again. Her motion up and down the shaft felt exquisite, but it was irregular.
“You want more of a pumping motion,” Becky said as she moved behind me. I could feel her breasts push into my back as she reached around me to replace Amber’s hands with her own. Becky collected the precum that was leaking liberally from the tip and expertly coated my shaft with it. From the motion of her hand and the way she twisted and used her thumbs, I could tell she’d done this before.
As Becky continued to pump away at me, Amber lay underneath me, watching closely. I knew I wasn’t going to last long under this assault and I could feel myself pass that threshold where there’s no holding back. I warned Amber, “I’m going to come soon…”
Almost as soon as I said that, I felt the familiar release wash through me and the first jolt of sperm came shooting hard out of my cock, splattering on the middle of Amber’s belly. As her eyes widened in shock, a second burst flew out, and a weaker third burst. As the remaining waves of my orgasm swept through me, the last of my cum dribbled out, making a small pile on the ground just in front of her crotch.
Amber stared at amazement – clearly this was the first time she’d actually seen anyone cum before. She put her finger into the glop of cum on her belly, swirling it around to feel the texture and consistency. “This is what makes babies?” she asked.
“Yep. It feels great when it spurts inside of you.”
“You’ve done it before?” Amber asked.
“A few times.” Becky’s gaze seemed lost in reminiscence. “The feeling is indescribable.”
“Want to know what it feels like,” I asked hopefully.
Amber gave a ‘nice try’ smile back and said, “Not tonight. I think we’ve already done enough.” She started to get that self-conscious look back in her face. As she grabbed her bra and blouse, she said, “I’d better get back inside and clean up.”
“I guess we all should,” Becky continued.
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The next day, I saw that Amber kept making furtive glances in my direction all day long. I looked for a chance to get alone with her, but never found a chance. With friends visiting the farm this day, there was never a time when I could get some time alone with her.
It wasn’t until late in the afternoon that Becky came over to me and said, “There’s something you’ll find interesting in the barn.” After delivering that message, she trotted off across the yard. It didn’t take me long to follow.
As we got to the base of the ladder to the loft, Becky motioned for quiet as she started climbing up. In the silence, I could hear noises coming from the barn. Just as I got to the top of the ladder, I realized what those sounds were and the view I saw in the loft confirmed my thought.
In the loft, Amber lay on her back. Her blouse was unbuttoned in the front and her bra pulled off her tits. One hand was rubbing and grasping at the exposed breast. The other hand had pulled her skirt completely up to her waist, pulled her panties aside and was rubbing her pussy lips rapidly. Her gaze was focused down into the main barn area where I could hear the sounds of two horses mating.
As I stood on the ladder with just my head poking up wondering how to take advantage of this situation, Becky boldly strode across the loft towards Amber. She was practically next to Amber when she was finally noticed. Becky lay down next to Amber, running her hands over Amber’s tits, softly saying “Watching the horse get a piece of the action.”
I expected Amber to freak out at this point, but instead she looked at Becky with a glazed look in her eye. “What does it feel like, Becky?”
“It’s the best sensation in the world. You feel so full. Getting off is way better than when you do it yourself.” She looked over towards me and said, “Chad knows you’re here too. He can help.”
I could see that Becky was still rubbing Amber’s tits and that Amber hand was still busy in her pussy. The glazed look hadn’t disappeared from her face either, so I slowly climbed into the loft and walked over towards the girls. As I came into view, Amber gave a hungry look at me.
I quickly removed my clothes. While there wasn’t a lot of foreplay for me here, my cock got fully hard at the sight of Amber playing with herself. As I lowered my shorts, Amber’s gaze quickly went from my face to my cock. Her hand was still buzzing in her pussy. “Do you want this inside you?” I asked her.
“Go on,” Becky said to her. Becky’s hands moved lower, joining Amber’s hands on her pussy. Becky grabbed the band of Amber’s panties and pulled them off her legs, exposing her pussy completely to me.
I lay over her, carefully positioning my cock at her entrance, hoping that I could finally get inside of her before she changed her mind. Amazingly, Becky helped line my cock up to her entrance, while saying to Amber in a soft voice, “It will probably hurt a little bit at first, but then it will feel wonderful.”
Amber’s pussy was already completely soaked from her earlier activities. As I gently pushed into her opening, I slipped in easily. Even though she was very wet, it was a tight fit. As my cock inched its way inside her, it met some resistance. I pushed hard and it suddenly gave way, my cock sliding all of the way inside her. Amber stiffened up and let out a loud groan at the penetration that sounded like a mixture of pleasure and pain.
I held my cock in position to let her get used to the size. When I felt her body relax a little, I slowly pulled out of her. Despite how slick she was, I could feel her pussy grabbing onto my cock as it withdrew. When it was almost all of the way out, I reversed course and slowly slid it in. This time, the penetration was rewarded with a low moan of passion from Amber. She had her eyes closed and her face was twisted in an expression of rapture.
I could see Becky still had one hand working over Amber’s tits while I was slowly pushing in and out of her. Becky’s other hand was underneath her dress, presumably simulating what Amber was experiencing. It was very erotic to hear Amber’s gasping at each thrust in time with my sister’s gasps from her finger-fucking.
Amber was very close to the edge even before we came up and it didn’t take much at all for her to explode into a massive orgasm. When I felt it begin, I held my cock deep within her. I could feel the walls of her vagina ripple as the waves of her orgasm coursed through her body.
When she came down from the orgasmic high, she said to Becky, “Oh my God, that was amazing!”
Through her gasping, Becky said, “Wait until you feel him spurt inside you.”
That statement snapped reality back into Amber. “Oh, no! Don’t come in me! I don’t want to get pregnant.”
I thought all girls over the age of 12 were on the pill these days, but apparently not Amber. I realized I really did have to stop. I didn’t want to become a father any more than she wanted to become a mother.
My disappointment must have been clear on my face. “Poor Chad,” said Becky. “Why don’t you shoot it in me instead?” Becky lay back in the hay and peeled her panties down her legs.
I’m sure part of me was thinking that this was my sister asking me to fuck her, but those parts of me weren’t in control at the moment. I pulled out of Amber and moved over to where Becky was lying down. She reached down between us and positioned my cock at her opening. As soon as it was lined up, Becky grabbed my ass and pulled me hard into her. She was just as wet as Amber was and I slid smoothly into her; my cock penetrating all the way inside her.
I started moving in and out of her. With each inward stroke she would push her pelvis up towards me and pull my ass down, squeezing me deep inside her. It didn’t take much of this physical thrusting before I was on the verge. “Here it comes,” I warned her.
“Yes! Yes! Cum inside me! Spurt deep inside your little sister!” Becky yelled as she pulled me down even harder. Her dirty talk pushed me over the edge as I thrust has hard and as deep inside her as I could and the first burst of semen jetted out of my cock and filled the inside of her pussy. “Oh!” Becky gasped as she felt it inside her. A second wave followed the first, along with another “Oh!” from Becky. Each spurt from me was matched with another gasp from Becky as she felt each twitch from my cock. Around the fourth or fifth spurt, Becky tensed up as her orgasm came to her. She wrapped her legs tightly around me, pinning me deep inside me, and wriggled her pussy all over my groin. Her gasps changed to a long, continuous groan as the release washed over her as well.
We both just lay together, letting the feeling of our orgasms pass over us. As we came to our senses, we noticed that Amber was still watching us, absently fingering her pussy.
“Wow,” Amber said.
“Yeah,” smiled Becky. “You’ve got to get your problem fixed so you can experience this too.”
I got up, withdrawing from Becky. I could see a flood of sperm flow out of her pussy as I pulled out. “We’d all better get cleaned up before we’re missed.”
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When I woke up the next morning, I was still thinking about what had happened last evening. At the time, I didn’t give much thought to the fact that it was my little sister Becky that I was fucking. Now, I was worried about how she would react. I seriously doubted that she would tell anyone about it, but I was worried about what she would think of what happened.
I went down the hall to her bedroom and gave a soft knock on the door. I heard her voice say, “Come in,” so I opened the door and slipped into her room.
Becky was standing on the far side of the bed, with her back to me. She was still wearing the long nightgown that she wore to bed and was going through something in her dresser.
“About yesterday,” I began, unsure of exactly what to say. “I mean… we got a little carried away. You’re my sister and… When we had sex…” Becky was just standing straight up, her back still to me. I couldn’t read her expression and that was making me feel more worried. “It was really good, but I shouldn’t have… I won’t let it happen again.”
“That’s where your wrong, big brother,” Becky said in a level voice. Then she turned around to face me. Her nightgown was completely unbuttoned in front and as she took her first steps towards me, she flung it off her shoulders leaving herself clad in only a pair of white, cotton panties. “I want it to happen again,” she said as she closed the distance between us.
Becky moved next to me, wrapped her hands around my neck and pulled my face down to hers to give me a kiss. This definitely wasn’t a sister-like kiss – her tongue licked around the outside of my lips and then pushed inside to mingle with mine. As she did this, she pushed her body into mine, pushing her breasts against my chest and grinding her groin against my slowly hardening member. This was enough to shock me out of my reverie. I wrapped my hands around her waist, letting them rest of the cups of her ass. Each cheek filled my palm nicely and had just the right amount of firmness and softness.
After a moment, Becky took a half-step back and reached down between us with her hands. She grabbed my shorts and undies together and pushed them down to my feet. As she stood back up, she then grabbed the hem of my shirt and pulled it up over my head. Now that I was standing naked before her, she gave an appraising look over my body, definitely liking what she saw, and pulled me over to her bed.
We toppled onto the bed together. Since I didn’t really get a chance to explore her body last night during our frenzied coupling, I took the opportunity now. I leaned down over Becky and resumed our kiss. As my tongue explored her mouth, I took one tit in each hand, slowly running my fingers around the edges. While not as large as Amber’s, they were more firm, holding their shape better and providing a smooth surface to touch. My fingers slowly spiraled from the outside to the center, eventually reaching the small, pink nipple that was poking out of the tips.
While my hands were exploring the curves of Becky’s breasts, I could feel her breath quicken. She would make light mewing noises as I found each tender spot. My kisses moved from her mouth, down her neck and towards the center of her cleavage. As my tongue approached Becky’s nipples, I could feel her arch her back up towards me as she chanted, “Yes, yes…” I suddenly closed my lips completely around her right tit, hungrily devouring the breast in my mouth. I heard an incoherent yelp coming from Becky’s lips as the squirmed beneath me.
As my lips help her tits busy, my hands continued their voyage down her body. I ran them over her flat tummy, briefly tickling her “inny” belly-button, and glided them over her panty-covered mound. I could feel both the heat and wetness emanating from her pussy. I hooked my hands over the edge of her panties and slowly pulled them down. As my hands lowered, my tongue also lowered, tracing a path from her breasts towards her now exposed pussy.
Becky could sense what was coming. “Yes, lick me down there. Lick my pussy,” she directed as my tongue approached its destination. As my hands pulled her panties off her feet, they made their way back up her legs, reaching underneath her to hold her ass. I lifted her rear slightly off the bed, pushing her slit into my waiting tongue. As I made my first lick from the base of her slit, up to her clit, Becky pushed her pussy deeper into my face, yelling, “Yes, lick me there. Lick it harder! Yes!”
I continued, giving a slow lick from the bottom to the top, driving my tongue as deep into her slit as I could, and giving her clit a sharp flick with my tongue at the end of each stroke. Becky enthusiastically cheered on my efforts with her cries. As her motions got more frantic, at the end of a stroke, I took her clit into my mouth and sucked deep inside, flicking my tongue over it repeatedly. “Yes, right there! Oh, yes! Oh! Oh! I’m coming! Don’t stop! Don’t stop! Yes!!!” she screamed as her thighs clamped around my face. I could feel a sudden surge of wetness envelop my face as Becky came hard underneath me.
As the waves of orgasm passed, Becky grabbed me under my arms and pulled me up towards her. She had a hungry look in her face. “Now, put that dick of yours deep inside me,” she ordered. I wasn’t going to disagree.
I lined my member up with her steaming hole and as I gazed into her eyes, slowly pushed my way inside. We each gave a contented sigh at the feeling of becoming one. As I lay with my cock fully inside my sister’s pussy, she wrapped her arms and legs around my body, holding me deep inside her.
I moved my cock in and out of her pussy in long, slow, rhythmic strokes. Becky, still wrapped around me, flexed her pelvis with each stroke, heightening the sensation of each withdrawal and penetration. Unlike the frantic fuck the previous day, this was a slow, sensual joining. With each stroke, Becky would give a light, “Yes,” as my cock penetrated into her depths.
After longer than I thought possible, given my state, I could feel my release building and found myself speeding the pace of my strokes up. Becky could sense this as well, as she matched my strokes, encouraging me to go faster. “Yes, yes, yes…” she would chant.
“I’m going to cum soon,” I warned her as I could feel my cock approaching that point of no return.
“Yes, come inside me…” she ordered. “Deep inside me… Fill me up, Chad! Fill your sister up!” As her chanting continued, I gave a final push as deep in her as I could as my sperm jetted out the end of my cock. Becky could sense immediately when it happened and continued grinding against my cock. “Oh, yes! There! Yes!” she yelled as she milked every last drop out of me. Finally, I collapsed on top of her, completely spent.
I’m not sure if I drifted off for a moment, or just lay there in a daze, but in a few minutes I came to my senses to see Becky still lying next to me, staring adoringly into my face. “What got into you, Becky?” I asked her.
“You did, Brother,” she replied with a smirk. “Actually, I’ve been hoping something like this would happen since I lost my cherry a few months ago.”
“Um… really?” I asked in a confused way.
“Yep,” she explained. “First, you’re always around when I’d need you. Second, you won’t blab about it to anyone else. And, most importantly…” she paused as she glanced down at my now shrinking cock. “Yours feels much nicer inside me.”
That last comment filled me with pride. I gave Becky a big hug, telling her, “It will always be ready for you.”
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Now, we didn’t start fucking like rabbits every chance we got, but over the next week and a half, Becky and I found a few other times to have sex again. The sexual games with Amber and Becky also continued. I didn’t get to fuck Amber again, although there was a close encounter when we were out at the creek.
We were all swimming naked in the creek. It seemed silly after our sexual escapades to bother with bringing our suits down to the creek to change into. The three of us were horsing around in the water and Becky gave me an unexpected push on my back. I fell forward, landing in Amber’s arms, and the two of us crashed to the ground, landing in the shallows at the edge of the water. After we each caught our breath from the fall, we both realized that I was lying fully on top of her and my cock, which was always slightly hard around the two naked girls, was nestled directly on top of her pussy and was expanding to its full size.
Amber gazed into my eyes and slowly gyrated her hips, rubbing her pussy along the length of my shaft. When I felt this, I slowly started moving against her as well. We only got a couple strokes in when Becky asked, “Are you two okay?” This simple question snapped us out of our trance, and we both disengaged and stood up to show her that we were fine.
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Two weeks after our first encounter, Amber came up to me as I was cleaning up after dinner. “Come with me to the barn,” she whispered in my ear, and sauntered off.
I finished putting things away as far as I could and then headed out to the barn, wondering what Amber had in mind. I climbed the latter up to the loft. As I looked around, Amber grabbed me from the side. She pulled her towards her, wrapped her hands around her and planted a kiss on my lips.
As we kissed, I reflected at how much more assertive Amber had become over the last two weeks, at least around me and Becky. As my tongue sparred with hers in our mouths, my hands moved up and down her back, then went lower to massage her ass cheeks. We stood together, kissing passionately, and grinding our pelvises together.
After a few minutes, Amber stepped away and moved one of her hands over my crotch. She started rubbing the bulge of my cock up and down through the material of my shorts. “Your sister gave me a pack of her pills,” Amber said quietly. “The directions said to wait two weeks to make sure they had taken effect.” She stopped and looked up into my face longingly. I guess she was still too shy to directly come out and say it, but I knew she was telling me that she wanted to feel my cock come inside her and that she was safe now.
Her hand continued moving up and down my bulge while I moved my hands back up towards her neck. The yellow sun dress that Amber was wearing was one of those where the bowtie at the top of the neck held the entire thing in place. My hands pulled on the ends of the bow and the strings gently separated. As I let go, the dress gently fell away, landing in a pile at her feet, revealing a bra and a pair of matching panties that were both the same shade of bright yellow that the dress had been. Even though I’d seen her naked several times, somehow the sight of her in this lingerie that exactly matched her dress was more erotic.
Amber stepped out of the dress and back against me. She pressed her body back against mine, her hand still between us on my bulge. My hands found their way onto her large tits, cupping each one through the thin material of her bra. I bent my head down and placed it into the cleft of her cleavage, causing her to gasp. As I licked in her valley, my hands found the clasp around back, releasing her tits from their captivity. As the bra fell free, it allowed my tongue to roam freely from one mound to the other. As my tongue made circles around her tits, and flicked her large, dark nipples, Amber was starting to squirm against me. Even after that first day, she had always aroused easily and many a time I could make her come just by licking her tits.
I didn’t want her to have her release yet though, so I disengaged and moved her hands to the top of my shorts. Amber got the hint and pulled my shorts down, releasing my straining cock. As her hand returned to my member, I pulled my shirt over my head.
I sat down on the ground, lowing Amber down next to me. Her hand was still moving over my cock, spreading the lubrication leaking from the tip all up and down my shaft. My hand spread apart her legs and traced circles over her soaking wet panties. My fingers could feel the contours of her opening and they traced the edges of her pussy lips with each circle.
I slipped a finger underneath the material and touched her slit directly. This first contact elicited a loud gasp from Amber. Her hand on my cock stopped momentarily as she was lost in the sensations coming from her pussy. I took hold of the panty itself and Amber lay back and lifted her hips off the ground so I could remove the interfering piece of clothing from her body.
My fingers returned to their massage, running circles around her opening, and flicking her clit on each pass by it. Occasionally, I would dip one of my fingers into her opening. Her opening was definitely tighter, but she was plenty wet enough for what was going to happen next.
As I moved over her, I asked, “Are you ready?”
“Yes,” she gasped, her gaze slowly focusing on my face. “Just let me know when you’re going to…, okay?”
I positioned myself at the mouth of her pussy, held her hips with my hands, and slowly pushed my way into her. She was definitely tighter than Becky, after all this was only the second time she’d been fucked, and I could feel the texture and warmth of her pussy more clearly on my cock. Despite her wetness, I didn’t want to force my way in all at once, so I slowly pushed in and out. Each stroke worked its way a little deeper than the previous. Each time my cock penetrated to a new depth, another gasp came from Amber’s mouth.
When I had gotten my full length inside her, I looked at Amber’s face to see how she was doing. She met my gaze and smiled. As I started moving inside her again, her expression returned to that of a distant concentration. She was totally lost in the sensations that my cock was creating in her.
As my cock pumped in and out of her, I let my hands explore the rest of her body. She was definitely a little chunkier all around than Becky – not fat by any means though – but that padding made her body feel softer against him.
Amber was already close to the edge, so it wasn’t long before I could feel her twitching and bucking underneath me. She was definitely quieter than Becky, only letting a series of, “Oh… oh… oh…” escape her mouth as she came. When it passed, I could see her gaze focus back on me and I started to increase the speed of my thrusts.
“Okay,” I said between breaths, “get ready. I’m going to come…” I gave a few more long thrusts into her and as I felt the familiar sensation of my orgasm beginning, I thrust deep inside Amber. She sensed that this was the start and she held herself very still underneath me. Both of us were locked in a tight embrace as my cock twitched over and over delivering load after load of my cream inside her. Even though Amber was still, I could feel her body flinch in time to my pulses.
When the twitches subsided, Amber gave me a big hug and whispered into my ear, “That was the most incredible thing I’ve ever felt. Thank you.” I returned the hug and we just stayed in each other’s’ arms for a few more moments.
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In the week that we had before Amber had to return with her family to New York, we fucked nearly every day. She wanted to get as much of me as she could before she had to leave. Becky and I also continued fucking, although not as frequently, even after we returned to our homes. When school started back up, we both dated other people like normal, but the fact that we had each other to satisfy our urges allowed us to be more sexually selective in our dating.
But looking back, that summer was one of the most memorable summer vacations I had.

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My Uncle’s New Wife

My Uncle’s New Wife
During the summer vacation between my junior and senior year my parents celebrated their 20th wedding anniversary. They had gone on a cruise for their honeymoon so they had decided to re-capture the experience. The biggest difference was the first cruise had been on a second rate ship and had lasted only a week. This time around, due to the fact that they were better off financially, they booked a master suite with a balcony and this cruise would last 15 days.
Now normally when they went away I would stay home by myself. But because they would be gone for over two weeks during the height of summer party season had made them amend their thinking this time. Instead they arranged for me to stay with my father’s brother and his new wife.
“Listen Jim” my father explained “I know you aren’t happy about this but it’s the way it’s going to be. We trust you but we’ll be gone almost three weeks counting the flights we have to take each way and your mother and I won’t worry if we know you’ll be at my brother’s house. You’ll eat real food this way and if something happens there will be someone there to help. Besides after what happened at the Fosters’ last year your mother was concerned that something bad could happen.”
The Fosters’ were our neighbors and when they had gone away their kids had thrown a wild party which resulted in both a lot of property damage when things spiraled out of control, as well as the police responding to said problems resulting in some charges being filed.
“Anyway you always liked Uncle John and maybe you can spend time with your cousins. Plus you know they have an in-ground pool.”
I had no choice anyway so I decided to make the best of it. I had a part time job so I would be pretty busy anyway and they lived in the same town so I could still see my friends when I wanted. Since I could visit my house I didn’t need to go crazy packing and brought a minimum of clothes and toiletries as well as my laptop computer.
My Uncle John drove me there the evening of my parents’ flight to save them the trouble of driving me,
so we said our goodbyes before I left. Uncle John was younger than my father by a couple of years. He and his first wife divorced a few years ago after fourteen years of marriage and two children, my cousins John Jr. who was now 14 and his older sister Ashley who was16. Uncle John had remarried last year to a woman a few years younger than he was. Aunt Laura was an elementary school teacher and the few times we’d met she seemed to be really nice and good for my uncle.
“You can stay in John’s room. You know since I bought the house your cousins don’t actually live there but with their mother. They each have a room for when they stay though I figured Ashley’s room would be too girly for you sport.”
“What if John comes to stay?” I asked.
“Well I know this upcoming weekend he is doing something with some friends and he might stay with one of them. So maybe Ashley will be coming but not John. If he comes we’ll cross that bridge when we come to it. While you‘re staying feel free to have your friends over, we don‘t want you to feel like a guest.”
“Thanks Uncle John” I said.
“And you can have your girlfriend over if you want, just use some common sense” he said to me with a wink.
“Vanessa and I broke up right before the end of the school year” I told him. We had gone out for eighteen months and most of my family had met and liked her.
“Too bad, any particular reason?” he asked.
“I don’t know, these things happen” I answered vaguely.
It was none of his business in the first place but what could I say. That I was sick of her putting off sex with me because she was scared that I would hurt her if I fucked her. That she would give me hand jobs and lame blowjobs but wouldn’t let me go down on her because she was afraid she might enjoy herself too much and lose control. That when we first went out, while we kissed and petted I had fingered her to orgasm but now she wouldn’t even let me do that anymore. I was about to be a senior in high school and I was still a virgin. My hand aided by porn on the computer was my sex life right now.
“I hear you sport, but now you can play the field, eh” Uncle John said grinning.
We arrived at his house in a few more minutes. He had a nice sized house and yard on the outskirts of town where most of the newer houses were being built. He pulled into the driveway and parked next to Aunt Laura’s car. I carried my bags as Uncle John opened the front door.
“Honey we’re home” he called out as we went in to the air conditioned comfort.
“Be right there” I heard a voice in the recess of the house say.
In a moment my Aunt Laura came into view. She gave my uncle a quick peck on the cheek and headed to me. It took all my willpower to maintain my composure. She had obviously been sunning herself by the pool. All she was wearing was a tiny bikini with a sheer cover-up and flip flops. I had never realized how sexy she was before. At family gatherings she had always dressed demurely. She had appeared attractive to me but in a more wholesome girl next door way. Now she was a bombshell.
She gave me a hug and stretched her petite frame to give me a kiss. I saw the golden streaks in her short brown hair but of more interest to me were her small firm breasts which pressed into me as we hugged. I also noticed that surprisingly her navel was pierced. I guess that teachers let their hair down during summer vacation as well.
“Jim, glad to see you. We’re so glad you could stay with us. Now are you hungry? John is about to throw something on the grill.”
“No thanks Aunt Laura, I ate dinner before I came” I answered “right now I just want to put my stuff away.”
She looked up at my eyes, seemingly reluctant to end our embrace although she finally did.
“Of course Jim. Honey why don’t you fire up the grill while I show Jim to his room.”
“Good idea Laura. Steaks will be ready in a jiffy. Jim if you get hungry later there is plenty so don’t hesitate. We’ll be by the pool” my uncle answered before heading toward the back.
I followed his wife as we climbed the wide staircase to the second floor. Part of me didn’t want to but I found my eyes drawn to Aunt Laura’s firm round backside as I followed a few steps behind her. It swayed as she walked reminding me of two kittens playing under the small, thin fabric. More than once she turned back towards me with an enigmatic half smile on her face. We reached the top of the stairs and turned right in the hallway.
“Mine and your uncle’s room is at the other end of the hall and this room is Ashley’s” she said while passing a closed door, “John’s room is at the end and is over the garage so it has plenty of privacy as well as its own bathroom.”
After saying this she opened the door at the end of the hall and walked in. The room was good sized, bigger than my room at home, and appeared even larger because it seemed sparsely furnished. There was a double bed against one wall, a dresser across the room as well as a desk and chair. A small flat screen TV was on the wall and an open door led to the small bathroom. There wasn’t even a trace of personality in the room and it was obvious my cousin had done nothing to make it his own. I put my suitcase on the floor and my laptop bag on the desk.
“We have wi-fi access if you want to surf the net for entertainment” Aunt Laura informed me “and we’ll be by the pool if you want to come hang out or eat. I spend practically the whole summer lounging by the pool so I’m sure we’ll be seeing plenty of each other.”
I bit my lip to prevent myself from saying I’d seen plenty of her already and it was stimulating me greatly. Since the lingering hug downstairs I had been fighting a losing battle trying to prevent an erection from developing. Luckily my pants were loose enough to somewhat obscure that fact. As Aunt Laura started to leave she paused in the doorway and turned.
“Unfortunately the view from the windows in this room is of the driveway. Too bad it doesn’t look over the back. I gather from your glances that you’d enjoy that view more.”
After saying that she left closing the door behind her. I exhaled as she left the room. Had she noticed how I admired her trim and curvy figure I wondered to myself. Is that why she commented on the view? These next two and a half weeks would be tough on me. I was getting a boner from my uncle’s wife who stated that she would be by the pool all the time, no doubt wearing revealing swimsuits the whole time driving me crazy if I let it. My overactive libido would be on overdrive and the worst thing was because she was married to my uncle I shouldn’t even notice her in that way. I decided to spend as little time there as possible. With work and hanging with my friends I could keep busy and just sleep there. But tonight I didn’t feel like going anywhere.
I had worked earlier today and I had work tomorrow morning so I decided to just chill. I found an empty drawer and put my clothes there and then put my toiletries in the bathroom. I plugged in my laptop and turned it on. Adjusting my bulge I sat at the desk. There was no point in resisting my urges at this point. Some days I jerked off three times in order to stay satisfied and with the stimulation Aunt Laura had given me I knew I needed relief. I unbuttoned my pants and slid them down to my knees before opening a file where I stored my favorite videos and slipping on the headphones.
There was one I often used as the girl in it reminded me of my ex Vanessa. Slowly I stroked my fat cock up and down while the girl in the video sucked the guy’s hard on. I was working my piece faster now and though it had reached full size I just wasn’t feeling it. It wasn’t because I wasn’t horny, I realized that it was because the girl didn’t remind me of Aunt Laura.
I turned the video off and connected to the net and typed in my favorite porn site. Using the search engine I skimmed thru a bunch of milf/cougar videos until I found one where the woman had a resemblance to the object of my desire. Soon I was so excited I had to slow myself down to prevent cumming too fast. I spit on my hand and slowly worked myself back toward the finish line. The woman was now getting it doggy style from her son’s friend. It was easy to imagine it was her on the receiving end of the fucking. The actor didn’t resemble me at all and he was also smaller than me in the cock department but when the camera angle was from behind I was able to suspend disbelief.
My orgasm was getting close as I imagined me fucking Aunt Laura when out of the corner of my eye I saw something. Turning my head while continuing to stroke I saw Aunt Laura standing in the doorway with her mouth open and her face a veritable cauldron of emotions. Shock, surprise and yes lust were written onto her features. She had changed from her bikini and was wearing a pair of cut-off shorts and a t-shirt and by the way her breasts looked she wasn’t wearing a bra.
Certainly I was startled at seeing her there, but my hand kept pumping and gazing at her sexy body was enough to trigger my orgasm. I groaned as my first spurt actually went high in the air and over the computer hitting the wall behind the desk. I managed to adjust the angle of my erupting prick as I continued shooting streams of cum. They actually made noise as they hit the desk I was cumming so hard. It was like a cannon going off. Aunt Laura stood there watching all this and her tongue flicked along the edge of her red lips.
Finally with a shudder I squeezed the last drop from my head and sank back into the chair. Involuntarily I closed my eyes and moaned softly from the intensity of my orgasm. When I opened my eyes she was gone and the door was closed but I heard the sound of her footfalls receding. Now I had done it. She was probably going to tell my uncle what I had done. Possibly she would demand that the pervert nephew be expelled from her happy home.
I scrambled to clean up the mess after pulling up my pants. I was surprised there was so much cum. It was everywhere but I managed to get it all. After fifteen minutes with no visit from my uncle I relaxed enough to realize that nothing would happen tonight. I changed to a pair of shorts to sleep in and aided by my recent orgasm I was soon asleep.
When I woke the next day I had a morning hard-on caused no doubt by the many dreams of Aunt Laura that I experienced overnight. I jumped in the shower quickly and got myself ready. When I slipped out the house it was silent as I headed off to work. It was busy so for the most part I could avoid thinking about what had taken place. I did know that under the best of circumstances I’d find it hard to meet Aunt Laura’s no doubt disapproving gaze.
After work I met up with some friends and we hung out, first at one of their houses, and then later at the 7-11 parking lot. While there I managed to talk to a pretty blonde girl who came in with her friends. They were going to a party that night and her friends implored her to stop wasting time with a kid when “men” would be at the party. Before leaving Stacy, that’s her name, did give me her number and told me to call her sometime.
My idiot friends acted like fools about it all which convinced me that I was right in not telling them anything about what happened the night before. Later I received a phone call from my uncle wondering what was going on and when I was coming back.
“Sorry Uncle John, after work I met up with some of my friends and I grabbed something to eat. I’ll be there later, not too late I promise. From now on I’ll let you guys know what my plans are. My parents are used to it but I should have let you know.”
“It’s ok Jim, just Laura was worried about you. You know how women worry. Have a good time and I’ll see you soon.”
The mention of her name reminded me why I didn’t want to get back right away. Then one of the older guys from the neighborhood came by and left us with some beers. More as a distraction I had two or four of them. I slipped in past midnight and crept up the stairs to my room. There came the faint sound of a TV playing in my uncle’s room. After a fast shower to rinse the days cares off me I put on a pair of boxers and went to bed. It took some time to finally welcome Morpheus, as a more delightful vision clouded my mind, but eventually after some delay I slumbered.
It must have been a satisfying dream for me to wake so stimulated I thought the next morning. When my awakening body started to stretch my left arm collided with something soft and warm. My eyes shot open and I would have sat up except a small, tan arm was thrown across my chest.
“Hmmm don’t move Jim we were having such a good time. Don’t you want some fun, hmmm?”
Turning my face I looked into her face a foot from mine. Aunt Laura’s hand slid down my torso and settled on top of my covered erection and gave it a light squeeze. I involuntarily groaned as I felt her touch to the depths of my swollen nuts.
“I think someone has to take care of this for you Jim and I’m volunteering for the job” she said while her fingers worked through the open fly and made contact with my hot flesh.
When I attempted to roll onto my side to face her Aunt Laura rebuffed me.
“No stay on your back Jim and let me take care of you first. You’re about to burst now, you poor thing, just get those boxers off for me.”
Lifting my ass from the bed I pushed them down past my knees but before I could finish she pounced on me and swallowed the engorged head of my prick. I fell back and let her continue with her assault. Aunt Laura encircled the base with her fingers standing it straight up from my body. She crouched there and began to run her tongue all around the swollen head like it was an ice cream cone. She then took it into her mouth again and worked it over with her tongue.
Aunt Laura positioned her body between my legs and as she did the oversized t-shirt she had on rode up to mid thigh showing even more of her tanned legs. She was now sliding my cock as deep into her mouth as she could while drooling all over it. Her saliva ran down the part of the shaft not in her mouth while her small hand worked it into my skin with a light stroking motion.
Aunt Laura increased the tempo of her sucking as my head hit the back of her warm mouth repeatedly. She was making little noises as her full mouth stretched to accommodate my thickness. When her free hand caressed my swollen balls it triggered a powerful response from my over stimulated equipment.
“Fuck Aunt Laura I’m going to cum” I managed to gasp out as I felt the fluid pulsing up my shaft.
She pulled her mouth off me causing a disappointed cry to escape my lips. Aunt Laura grabbed my cock and pumped it rapidly as it exploded into the air before landing on my chest, stomach and the bed. As each spurt came out Aunt Laura ooohed and aaahed like it was a show. After six or seven shots just a little more oozed from the head. She leaned it and licked it clean causing me to let out another moan. When she squeezed out and ate every last drop she looked up at me and smiled.
“Did you like that Jim, did it feel good what I did?” she asked. Then before even giving me a chance to answer her, Aunt Laura crawled forward and began to lick up the sperm that landed on my torso. As she did I roused myself into action and slid my hand to her leg where I pulled up the material of her shirt until it was above her waist. Aunt Laura had on a tiny black thong underneath.
When my hand crept between her thighs she shuddered slightly and as I felt the smooth fabric I realized there was a damp spot there. Back and forth the knife edge of my hand went rubbing against her covered mound causing Aunt Laura to begin squirming. She writhed up my body and leaned down and kissed me. Eagerly I returned her kiss and pulled her supple body against mine. We continued to kiss as she now ground her pelvis against mine.
Rolling us over so I was on top of her, I began to shower her neck and collarbone with kisses. As I worked down her body my hand advanced ahead, rubbing her pussy again and making her respond by pushing her mound against my hand. When I kissed her belly her legs spread wider. I knelt upright and took a hold of her waistband with both hands and pulled with a smooth motion until her thong slid down past her feet.
When I turned my gaze upon her naked pussy for the first time I was frozen for a minute by its beauty. Aunt Laura had a small landing strip of pubic hair leading to the most delectable pussy I could imagine. It was pink with puffy lips which glistened with her secretions and her hard little nub peeked halfway out of its hood. I was momentarily speechless on seeing my first live pussy close up. Aunt Laura broke the spell I was under when she reached a hand down and spread her lips apart with her fingers.
“Are you going to eat it or do you just want to look at it?” she asked before giggling.
“I so want to eat you” I replied “but I’m not sure what to do. I’ve never done it before.”
“You mean you never went down on your little girlfriend what’s her name before?” Aunt Laura asked incredulously.
“Vanessa would never let me” I truthfully answered. “She felt she would get too excited and lose control and might let me, you know…”
“Fuck her you mean.”
“Yeah” I said embarrassed.
“And what would be wrong with that, I plan on letting you, I mean demanding that you fuck me with that big cock of yours” Aunt Laura said with a wicked grin.
I smiled back at her just imagining losing my virginity to this hot, older woman who was also married to my uncle.
“Vanessa isn’t a virgin, but she told me her old boyfriend hurt her when they did it and because I’m bigger down there than he was she figured I’d really hurt her.”
“Such a silly girl” Aunt Laura replied “if she would have taken the time to become properly lubricated she could have really enjoyed herself with you. But on a positive note that means I get to. So Jim does that mean that you’re still a virgin?”
Hanging my head I softly said “Yes”.
“Don’t worry you won’t be for long but first I want you to lick my pussy so I’m nice and wet. Then you can put that monster in me. Your uncle is much smaller and I’m not used to one your size so get busy.”
My ego swelled hearing that I was much larger and at this moment I was so horny that I felt no guilt over having sex with my uncle’s wife. I brought my head down so close that I could smell her intoxicating musky odor. My tongue stretched out and for the first time I tasted a woman’s nectar. It tasted great and I started to lap away like crazy. I made up for my inexperience with unbounded enthusiasm and energy as well as a natural intuitiveness. My tongue was as fast as a buzz saw and when Aunt Laura’s reaction would show me she liked something I would file it away in my mind while continuing to do it.
I’d seen videos so I knew to start paying attention to her clit. When I first flicked it with my tongue her body shuddered so I continued to massage it with the tip of my tongue. Aunt Laura really liked this and I discovered she was a moaner. She began letting out a series of moans getting progressively louder and punctuated with comments.
“That’s a good boy Jim, keep licking your Aunt Laura like that. Ooh I love how your tongue feels, don’t stop.”
There was no way I would have stopped short of being struck down by some calamitous event. Her juices were coating my chin as they flowed freely from her and she was rocking her hips slightly side to side now.
“I’m close Jim, so close. Please put your finger inside me now” she ordered with a desperate edge to her voice.
I didn’t need to be told twice. Instantly I pushed my index finger into her wet opening and with a slurping sound it swallowed me whole. As Aunt Laura began to tremble I worked a second digit into her womanly depths. She grabbed my hair while pushing her cunt forward on my fingers and let out a wail as her body trembled from her release. I continued tonguing her button as her pussy clamped on my fingers and her body shook. Finally Aunt Laura’s muscles relaxed and using both hands she lifted my head from her and looked into my eyes.
“Were you pulling my leg Jim? You said you never did that before, then you’re a natural at eating pussy.”
Smiling from her praise I attempted to resume my oral attention but Aunt Laura refused to let me. She actually pulled me up towards her by my hair.
“You can go back to that later in fact I want to sit on your handsome face. But first I want that cock of yours inside me baby.”
That sounded great I had to admit. Finally I would lose my virginity and to my absolutely smoking Aunt. One of her hands took my shaft just below the head as I positioned my body between her outstretched thighs. She rubbed the head against the outside of her swollen pink lips a few times smearing her juices on my head making it slippery. Aunt Laura pulled my face to hers and kissed me hard, then slipped her agile tongue between my lips. When I started to suck on it she guided my head between her soaked lips.
We both moaned from the pleasure of our first joining. Slowly I sank into the depths of her paradise, her tight love muscle enveloping me. When I was halfway in she paused to lift her legs up in the air and hook them around my waist. She broke our kiss long enough to give me instructions.
“Take it nice and slow to start with. Work it back and forth and go a little deeper a bit at a time until I adjust to you my big nephew.”
My hips began to move to the unspoken rhythm of love, moving slowly at first but as we went on starting to increase the tempo while also working more of my cock into her. Aunt Laura was making unintelligible sounds now. They almost sounded like words but not quite. Her hand had slid down to near the base of my shaft and when I started to move rapidly in her she gripped it tightly at the base and squeezed hard.
“Slow it down a little baby, make it last” she whispered in my ear “nice and steady until we can’t take it any more.”
Following her lead I began to move my hips in a more controlled way but I also managed to reach as deep as she could take me. I continued my thrusting and Aunt Laura’s eyes were closed now and her moans became louder and closer together. When she cried out in passion and dug her fingernails into my back I lost the control I had been showing.
My cock began pounding her hard and fast and I felt my heart begin to race. The only question in my mind was whether I would cum before my heart burst from my efforts. To be honest at that moment as long as I came I don’t think I would have cared. My hips became a blur but when Aunt Laura recovered her wits enough to squeeze me with her velvety soft muscle I lost it. My back arched as I felt my cum surge thru me and into her waiting tunnel. I collapsed onto her soft, warm body as jet after jet filled her womanhood with my seed. When I recovered enough to move I kissed Aunt Laura slowly and passionately until her toes curled and she wrapped her limbs around me.
“You naughty boy. Driving me even crazier than I was. Since I saw you stroking yourself that is all I can think of. I practically attacked your uncle that night but now I’ve had the real thing and its sooo good.”
She kissed my cheek and then rolled off the bed and stood up.
“Get in the shower and then come down for breakfast. You are going need the energy, if I’m not mistaken you don’t have to work today. Don’t worry I plan on working you hard.”
Laughing from her innuendo Aunt Laura picked her clothing up and sauntered her way to the door, her sculpted ass teasing me. I felt myself twitch as I sat up at the edge of the bed. It was now official that I was a man. After a fast shower I put on a pair of lounge pants and slippers and headed downstairs. The smell of coffee brewing guided me to the kitchen where Aunt Laura was wearing an apron as she cooked eggs on the stove but nothing was on underneath it.
“Sit down and eat, there’s a bowl of fruit to start with.”
“I’d rather eat you again” I said attempting to embrace her.
Aunt Laura deftly sidestepped me and pointed at the table. Reluctantly I sat and picked an orange from the bowl and peeled it. In a minute she placed a plate with scrambled eggs in front of me and kissed the top of my head.
“How do you take your coffee Jim?”
“Black with sugar, just a little though. I don’t like my coffee as sweet as you.”
She groaned and swatted me for my pun before placing my coffee on the table. Aunt Laura plucked a peach from the bowl and began to nibble daintily on it. Watching her mouth work on the fruit made my hard-on like a steel beam. I doubt my food stayed long enough in my mouth for me to taste it as I gobbled it down. Standing I selected a juicy looking peach and took a bite from it. I stepped next to Aunt Laura and pushed the top of the apron aside before rubbing the peach against her shapely breast.
She groaned as the juices coated her small, perfectly formed tit. I ground it into her pink nipple before replacing it with my eager mouth. I sucked hard on her causing her to dig her fingers into my arm. I smeared her other breast with the peach then started to work a sticky trail downward. I followed the juice trail first to her breast, before my tongue traced and lapped up the peach juice mixed with her sweet sweat.
Aunt Laura gasped when I lifted her up and sat her at the edge of the table. My cock was so hard I just wanted to jam it in her but somehow I resisted. Crouching before her I placed her legs on my shoulders. Then I buried my face in what I figured was the worlds tastiest pussy. My tongue snaked its way between her lips and explored the walls of her vagina. Reaching as deep as I could, I spun and twirled my tongue while Aunt Laura went crazy.
There was pre-cum oozing from my head so I pushed my pants down as I continued sodomizing Aunt Laura. Her breathing was becoming rapid and uneven and when I withdrew my tongue and instead sucked her hard clit into my lips she screamed and I was rewarded with her delicious nectar flooding out.
I stood up keeping her legs on my shoulders and began to slide my engorged prick on the outside of her wet lips. Her eyes pleaded silently for me to penetrate her opening but I was enjoying teasing a woman for a change. They always had me horny and feeling out of control so it was nice to return the favor.
My left hand caressed her firm ass cheek while my right pushed down on my shaft keeping it pressed to the wet furrow of Aunt Laura’s sopping pussy. Again and again I rubbed it against her clit driving her crazy. She was now practically begging for it.
“Oh put your cock in me Jim, I need it so bad. Stop being a bastard and give your Aunt what she needs. Fill me up baby, I want it so bad.”
Her dirty talk was too much for me so I slid my swollen head to her gates and squeezed in the tip. My plan had been to tease her some more but once I felt her lips part then close around me I lost all cognitive ability. My hips thrust forward driving into Aunt Laura as far as she could take. There was no control or thought from us right now. I fucked her like an animal and she responded in kind. While I pounded her sweet pussy her nails carved her claim to my body.
If I hadn’t already come twice today I surely wouldn’t have lasted two minutes. In spite of that I knew I wouldn’t last long and didn’t care. This was what paradise must be like I thought as I slid in and out of her. My mouth fastened onto a sweet, sticky breast as I felt nirvana approach. For the second time that day I released inside her. My body shuddered with each spurt until my balls felt empty. Slowly I withdrew my now softening dick. Aunt Laura wasted no time in sliding off the table and crouching before me whereupon she took my sensitive member between her lips.
My cry of anguished pleasure caused her to meet my gaze with her own. Her brown eyes twinkled and she raised an eyebrow as her tongue continued to lick my head. There is no telling what would have happened next as we were both startled by the unexpected sound of the front door slamming closed. We both froze.
“Hello is anyone here? It’s me Ashley.”
My younger cousin had shown up unannounced.
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