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OFFICE FUN 1: Beginning

Five years after divorce and her twin girls going off to college, Patricia Mason finds herself in need of looking to fulfill her own needs. She discovers that opportunity through her boss and the office.

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Walking Girl

This story was written for Mr. Fors’ forum competition. The theme was anonymity – we were to write a story without character names or descriptions, hopefully creating a scene that readers could identify with, maybe even pretend they were in. Okay, here goes.

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I Can’t part 2

I woke up the next morning with a big shit eating grin on my face because of what transpired the day and night before with Shyan my daughter . I can still feel her hot wet mouth and pussy rapped around my cock milking it for everything it had . When I looked around my room I didn’t see Shyan anywhere , I got up and walked into the kitchen and found her there finishing up breakfast for me and herself .
I walked up behind her and rapped my arms around her waste and leaned into her pressing my crotch against her ass through her panties , and said “ morning baby “ Shyan responded by pushing back against me and saying “ morning lover “ . I quickly asked , So I’m your lover huh ? She just smiled and said “ and then some “ winked and sat down to eat her breakfast .
Daddy hurry and eat up and go take a shower , I want you to give me a good fucking before you start your day , do you hear me mister ? I just smiled and replied “Yes lover , anything you say “ and then chuckled .
I went up and started to shower when I felt a pair of arms slide around my waist and a hand go strait for my cock , here he is , I been thinking about him since I got up . We need to get him good and clean so we can make him all messy and sticky again , do you have a problem with that daddy ?
Nope , is all I could say , and think to myself what are you doing man this is your daughter you fucked and sucked , you came in her mouth and her pussy , what are you going to do next ? Fuck her in the ass .
A short time later I found out what Shyan had in mind , I was in my room getting some clothes out so I could get dressed and start some work around the house and yard when Shyan walked in and asked , What do you think you are doing ? You cant fuck me if you have clothes on and walked up to me and started kissing me with a passion to the likes I never have felt before . Suddenly I heard the doorbell ring , Shyan said I’ll get it , before I could say anything she was gone in a flash . I heard her talking to someone , a woman . The voice sounded familiar but I couldn’t place it .
Oh shit I thought , it’s the woman from the store , Shyan must have called her before she got into the shower with me . I started to get dressed when both of them walked into my room and I was standing there with my underwear only up to my knees . The woman’s eyes looked like they were going to jump out of her sockets , she was obviously starring at my cock , Shyan said “don’t bother putting them on you got work to do first , you need to fuck both of us before you go anywhere .
I thought , my god how can one man be so lucky , his beautiful daughter and now a beautiful young woman from the store , both wanting me to fuck them . Shyan started to get undressed first , then the woman followed suit . Man she has got a sexy body I thought and my dick agreed , it started to twitch instantly , I walked over to Shyan and started to make out with her while the woman watched , my god what a turn on being watched while I kiss my daughter . Shyan broke our kiss and introduced the woman to me , daddy this is Ashley , Ashley this is daddy . “Hi , nice to meet you “ I said . “nice to meet you too “ she replied . Hey Ashley why don’t you suck his cock while I eat your pussy , and he can watch me do it . It will get him hard in no time Shyan said . Ashley told me to lay down on the bed and got into position so Shyan could eat her out while she sucked my cock to get me hard so I could fuck them both .
Shyan was right , I got hard instantly watching her eating this woman’s pussy out .
I didn’t know my daughter was bi sexual , damn , I must be missing a lot of things , was all I could think .
Ashley was squirming and moaning wildly after only a couple of minuets of getting her pussy eaten out , she started to have an orgasm as soon as Shyan stuck a finger in her ass and pussy while licking her clit at the same time , she was bucking her hips back and forth and her sucking got incredible , the suction was almost to much , I almost blew my load right then and there . Oh god stop , I don’t want to cum yet I said . Shyan switch places with Ashley , I want to see her eat your pussy . Both girls got up and switched places rather quickly , Shyan wasted no time sucking my cock down her throat and Ashley started licking and fingering Shyan’s pussy like a whore in heat .
This went on for a little while till Shyan had a massive orgasm witch almost made me blow instantly . Ok ladies , who’s going to be first to get fucked ? Shyan said , I will wait since I asked her to come and join us . Ashley just looked at both of us and said “ You don’t have to tell me twice “ and laid on her back with her legs rapped up around her head . Her pussy looked so good looking up at me . All pink and shaven with just a strip of pubic hair above her clit . I eased the tip of my cock at her entrance and asked her if she was ready to be fucked , her only reply was to push herself up to impale herself on my cock . With that I shoved forward as hard as I could , she let out a scream of pleasure and pain . I told Shyan to sit on her face while I fucked her and let her eat her pussy , Shyan didn’t hesitate one second , she jumped up and squatted down on Ashley’s pretty face . Instantly Ashley began to lick her new lovers pussy out with a hunger of a starving child looking for it’s mothers nectar of life , I mean she was realy eating her , Shyan was bucking and grinding like a wild bull , screaming “oh god yes “ please don’t stop .
I picked up my pace shoving my cock deeper inside of this tight willing little cunt that was offered to me , it was so wet and tight I couldn’t believe how tight she was , I knew this though it felt amazing , like a glove gripping my cock and milking it for all it was worth . Ashley was moaning loader and wiggling around telling me she was almost ready to orgasm . I picked up the pace to a blinding speed , I couldn’t fuck any faster if I wanted to . Shyan was moaning and grinding her hips downward into Ashley’s face forcing her cunt into her lovers mouth when all of sudden she started screaming she was gonna cum , Ashley tried to speak but couldn’t do to the mouth full of pussy she had . Shyan screamed “cum with us daddy cum for your baby girl “ I’m trying baby , I’m trying was all that I could say , after Ashley and Shyan’s orgasms I told Shyan to lay on top of Ashley with her pussy facing me and Ashley’s face underneath . They quickly got into position and I started to fuck my daughters beautiful tight cunt , and shoving it into Ashley’s mouth for good measure on every third or fourth pushes . I kept doing thid for quite some time and couldn’t cum for some unforeseen reason , before now I didn’t have a problem filling Shyan’s pussy full of cum > Shyan was beginning to cry out again her orgasm was coming on strong and fast , she cried out cum in me daddy , please cum with me , in me , I want to feel you cum deep inside my pussy . Try as I might I couldn’t get to that point of Cumming , when out of the blue I felt Ashley’s hand slide up underneath my balls and she started to rub her finger on my asshole , my god that feels good , don’t stop gonna make me cum , I screamed . Shyan said , Yes daddy cum in me , cum in me please . With that Ashley did the unthinkable , she shoved her finger into my asshole and it pushed me over the edge , I let a mighty groan and shoved my cock deep into Shyan’s hot , wet love tunnel , and let loose one of the most intense orgasms I have ever felt , immediately Shyan began to cum with me screaming yes , yes , yes , fucking fill my tight pussy up daddy with your baby juice , and that I did .
After Cumming 8 or 9 jets of cum deep inside my daughters wanting pussy I collapsed on top of her without thinking about Ashley being underneath her , Ashley let out a grunt , uhg , fuck your squishing me , get up please . Oh shit , sorry honey and I rolled off of the two woman , the three of us just laid there breathing heavy , when Shyan asked , daddy what made you cum so hard and so fast ?
I looked over at Ashley and said , ask her . Ashley had a big shit eating grin on her face and said , I fucked him in the ass , I shoved my finger all the way inside of his asshole , works every time . We all laid laughing , and talking for a bit . I offered to take both ladies out for dinner but Ashley said she had to go to work and thanked Shyan for inviting her over for the best fuck she ever had , Shyan just said , any time sweetie , any time and then winked at me . We said our good byes and went back inside the house to figure out what we were going to do for dinner when Shyan asked me , daddy did you like fucking both of us ? Yes of course I did . Did you like her pussy better than mine ? Honey , I love your pussy better than any other pussy in the world and would never think of trading it for any other . With that Shyan jumped on my lap and kissed me passionately and said I love you daddy and I will never fuck any other man for as long as I live .
After we got home from a quite dinner , I said I was tired out and was going to go to bed early .
Shyan said ok daddy and kissed me goodnight with the sweetest little girl kiss any man has ever gotten and said goodnight I love you now and forever . I was sleeping for quite some time when I had this dream , it was Shyan kneeling between my legs , sucking my rock hard cock deep down her throat and shoving two fingers in my ass and asking me if I liked getting fucked in the ass , all I could do was yell , yes, yes ,yes , don’t stop please don’t stop and blew a wonderful load down her throat . I was breathing really heavy to the point of almost passing out when I heard Shyan scream , daddy I’m sorry , I’m sorry , I didn’t mean to hurt you , please don’t die on me . I jumped up and looked her straight in the eyes , I thaught was I dreaming or did this really just happen . My answer hit me like a ton of bricks when I saw the look of horror on my precious daughters face and tears in her eyes . I grabbed her in my arms , still breathing heavy and assured her I was fine , that I came so hard I almost passed out . Shyan cried for a minuet or so and said she was so scared she killed me and she would be all alone and cried harder .
Baby it’s ok I’m fine I swear , see my breathing is back to normal I’m not going to ever leave you never , I love you more than anything in this world , with that she stopped crying and gave me a kiss like no other , one that would tell any man she belonged to them and only them .

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Sexy Cousins 2

Rick and Angie love each other and love to share fun too, especially with Rich cousin and husband

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Second Chances – Part Last

This is the last part of this story. This one is the longest. Thanks for the encouraging words I’ve received. Please forgive some of the spelling and grammar. One shouldn’t proof their own work.

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Sis Comes Home For Memorial Day – Part I

PrologueI became physically attracted to my sister Melissa when she was 15 years old and I was 18. Sis was about 5’2″, baby blue eyes, she had a nice figure with still a little baby fat as they say. Her breasts were 34 C which I knew from checking her bra in the laundry. The thing I found most attractive about her was her long chestnut brown hair which went down to her waist.
Often after she took a shower she would ask me to brush it for her if I wasn’t busy. I actually started to make sure I wasn’t doing much when I knew she was about to take a shower. I don’t think she ever purposely wore anything with the intention of exciting me. I did get to see her in a various stages of dress, long t-shirts girls like to sleep in, her swimsuits both one piece and bikinis, bra and panties, and a occasionally just a towel wrapped around her. My favorite was an old dress shirt of mine I had outgrown she seemed to like to sleep in. She never wore a bra with it and it would be unbuttoned to the point of exposing most of her breasts when she’d sit on the floor in front of me. It also gave me a nice view of her collection of thong panties.
Even though there was never any sexual contact my imagination would come up with some pretty hot fantasies of how things could get sexual between us.
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I am now 46 and Sis is 43. I’ve been divorced for 2 years now. Melissa kicked her husband out after finding him fucking his office assistant at his company’s Christmas party.
I knew from talking to her on the phone she felt it was her fault for letting herself go and getting fat and he didn’t find her attractive anymore. The last time I saw her she was overweight but far from being fat. I told her just that when we talked but convinced her it was nothing she couldn’t get rid of if she watched what she ate and started to work out. She thanked me for being honest with her said she’d try.
Over the next few months we talked on the phone and I could tell in her voice her spirit was coming back up. We never discussed her weight or appearance anymore. She had decided to fly back for Memorial Day weekend. I was really looking forward to seeing her.
A few weeks before she was due to fly in she forwarded me a copy of her airline itinerary. With a note asking if I would pick her up at the airport since her flight didn’t get in until 9:30 PM. She didn’t want to bother our folks to do it since they normally go to bed around that time. Her long time friend Amy who also sometimes picked her up had moved when her husband got a promotion and had to relocate to work in the company’s Midwest regional office. I replied back that I would be happy to pick her up.
I don’t know why but suddenly those memories of her when we were teenagers started to come back into my mind. The fantasies of being with her sexually were not far behind. I found myself in bed jerking off to those fantasies. My dreams that night were of my sister and I having sex but we were not teens anymore. We were both our current ages and she looked the same as I last saw her. After all these years I still wanted her and loved her more than a brother should love his sister.
When I went online to check my email the next morning there was an email from Sis.
“Thanks big brother I owe you big time. I’m not just talking about picking me up either. We can talk about it when I get there. Love Ya, Melissa”
I was really clueless to what she could be talking about. I was her brother she would never owe me for anything I did for her. I did want to do something else for her though. She seemed to be feeling pretty good about herself but I wanted to try something to boost her self esteem even more. What if she were to get some sexy outfits from a secret admirer?
I opened up my web browser to Victoria’s Secret web page and started checking out some of the various outfits. My memories of her wearing my old dress shirt prompted me to look in the sleepwear section first. I found a silk button up sleep shirt that looked like a man’s dress shirt. Instead of getting a plain white one like my shirt had been I picked one with blue pin stripes. Next I started looking for a pair of panties that matched it. Instead of looking at the thongs, I started to look at what they refer to as v-strings instead of g-strings. I added both to my shopping cart. Next I found a matching animal print bra and panty set. Finally I picked out a sheer black baby doll nightie with a matching v-string. I never realized they had hair care products so I picked a nicely scented shampoo and conditioner. I went ahead and purchased the items as though it was Melissa buying them for herself. I used one of those prepaid Visa cards you can buy in the store and use any name with you wanted. I created a fake Google mail account to send the order confirmation to.
Even though I knew the most I would get from this would probably be to smell her hair if she used the hair care products I didn’t care. The thought of her reaction to getting them and that somebody still found her to be sexy and desirable was enough for me.
I got to the airport and checked the arrivals. Her flight had landed about 5 minutes before I got there. The airport wasn’t too busy since she was coming in on a Thursday night to beat the holiday rush. I waited by the security checkpoint to greet her.
I almost didn’t recognize her when I saw her. She was wearing a pair of low cut jeans and a black tank top. Gone was the bulge around her waistline replaced by some nice tight abs and what looked to be a diamond shining from a belly button piercing.
She came up and gave me a big hug and kiss on the cheek. That really caught me off guard because we rarely hugged each other and actually we both always seemed to deliberately avoid it.
“Look at you!, I exclaimed. “You look great. You’re even letting your hair grow long again.” I couldn’t help but take in her beauty even if she was my sister.
Noticing my gaze she turned around a few times so I could check out the new Melissa.
“Thanks bro,” she said kissing me again. This time it was a quick peck on the lips. “I took your advice and started eating better and working out. Once I got rid of the first 170 lbs, (referring to her husband I assumed) the rest was easier than I thought. I just needed the right motivation.” Teasingly she added, “I must have done better than I thought for my big brother to be checking me out. By the way, I think you need to practice what you preach.” She playfully poked my bulging waistline.
Changing the subject before I got myself in trouble I said, “Let’s get your luggage and I’ll take you to mom and dad’s house.”
“I have a better idea,” she replied. “Since they probably are already asleep why don’t we go to Coaches so I can see the old gang there. I know you don’t really go for that but it is Thursday so it will probably be just a few of the regulars. Besides since you don’t drink much, you can be my designated driver.”
Coaches was the neighborhood bar where she used to work before she got married and moved out of state. I almost said no because I was really uncomfortable around people I didn’t know. I thought about it and was thinking by the way she was dressed she was probably hoping to meet up with a guy she once knew. I was happy for her to be getting back in the dating game so I agreed. “Ok,” I told her. “You know you ask so little of me me I can never turn down your requests.”
We got her luggage and walked to the car. I loaded it in the trunk and opened her door for her while she got in. As we were driving to Coaches she spoke, “I really appreciate this Shawn. Who knows maybe you’ll meet someone. It’s been two years since you got divorced. It’s too bad Amy had to move. You seemed to really like going out with her.”
I know she wasn’t doing it on purpose but she was making it difficult for me not to admit my feelings that the someone I wanted to be with was sitting beside me. The only reason I dated her friend Amy is because the two of them were so much alike. I quit seeing Amy is because I came real close a few times to calling her by my sister’s name when we were having sex.
As I pulled into the parking lot I was relieved to see only a handful of cars. Melissa seemed to recognize a few a cars.
“Looks like there are a few people here tonight I know,” she said.
As we walked into the bar, everyone looked toward the door to see who the new arrival was. From what I could see there were about four couples there. A few of the women got up and came over and gave my sister a hug.
“Melissa, what a surprise,” one of them said. “Are you in town for the holiday?”
“Yes, I’ll be staying for a week,” she answered. “Everyone this is Shawn.”
Melissa introduced everyone to me. They were all strangers but I said a polite hello to each of them. We sat down and ordered a few drinks. When I ordered a drink Melissa looked at me with surprise. “I just need the one,” I said for her ears only. She looked at me indicating she understood.
“You found yourself a quiet one Melissa. That’s an interesting change for you,” the bartender pointed out.
“Yes, he is but he opens up once he gets to know someone. He’s one of the nicest guys I’ve ever known,” she told them. She never pointed out that I was her brother. Maybe it was just because it was all couples and she didn’t want to seem out of place.
Melissa spent the next hour catching up with everyone. She told them about her divorce. They seemed glad that she was getting over it and found someone new referring to me I guess. As we were getting ready to leave one couple invited us to their house for a cookout on Sunday.
“Thanks, but we already have plans to spend it with my parents,” Melissa said.
When we left to leave I opened the door for her and she got in. Smiling at me she said, “You’re always a gentleman getting the door for his lady.” Tonight she was right she did seem like my lady tonight. Everyone in the bar thought we were a couple. It felt nice.
As I started to head to take her to our parents house. Melissa said quietly, “Would it be alright if I stayed with you this trip. Mom and dad always try to go all out when I stay with them and I always feel like I’ve been a burden when I leave.”
“Sis, my place is not all that big. Besides I’d go all out to make you comfortable too, just like mom and dad would,” I told her. Deep down I was worried that being alone with her like that would reveal the true type of love I felt toward her.
“I’m not worried about how small your place is. We’ll be at mom and dad’s most of the time anyway. As for you going all out to make your little sister comfortable I expect that. I just won’t feel like I was a burden afterward because you’re not as old as our parents.”
“Ok, sis like I said before I never seem to be able to say no to your requests
Walking into my apartment she looked around while I set her luggage down. It didn’t take long because I lived in a small studio apartment. It had a small kitchenette with a bar type setup to eat at. I living area with with a couch and desk. The TV was set up so I could turn it around and watch it in the bed which was against the far wall. If you’ve ever stayed at Residence Inn it was a very similar layout.
“Well now that you’ve seen it are you sure you want to stay here?” I asked.
“We can make it work. It may be small but it is a lot bigger than the room we used to share when we were little.”
“Well sis,” pointing out the obvious. “We are a lot bigger ourselves now.”
“That we are big brother… That we are…. Now if it is alright with you I need to take a shower and get ready for bed. It’s been a long day.”
She grabbed one of her smaller bags and headed toward the bathroom after I told her where to find clean towels.
While she was in the shower I changed into a pair of sleep shorts and loose t-shirt that I usually sleep in. I also grabbed a blanket and pillow and set it near the couch. Sleeping on the couch would be no big deal for me. I often fell asleep on it watching TV or reading a book and never bothered to get up and climb in my bed. Finally I turned the TV around and put the remote on the nightstand.
“Well that’s a good trick to get a woman into your bed. If she wants to watch TV she has to share your bed,” she said mischievously.
She caught me off guard and I mumbled something about I just thought she might want to watch TV and I was going to sleep on the couch and read for a bit. Then I noticed what she was wearing. She had on the silk sleep shirt from Victoria’s Secret I had bought her. Damn it complimented her new figure nicely.
“Actually, I was wondering if you’d like your old job back,” she said holding up her hair brush. She walked toward me and sat down in front of the couch. As she sat she pulled up the sleep shirt so she wasn’t sitting on it. I could tell she had the v-string on. I had a brief glimpse of her bare ass.
I sat down behind her and took the brush from her hand and started brushing out her hair. It only reached halfway down her back now. The memories and fantasies came back to me. I looked down and noticed she had the top buttons undone and a nice view of her breasts. I kept brushing as I did years ago.
“I can’t tell you how relaxing it feels when you brush my hair for me. You’re the only guy who would ever do it,” she told me.
I really was at a loss for words. Even more so as I noticed her nipples were now poking out against her shirt. I am not sure but there may have now been another button undone because I could now see the top portion of her aureola. My cock was now hard as a rock and I had no idea how I would hide it from her.
A soft moan escaped Melissa’s lips as she started to get up taking me by the hand holding the hair brush.
“Come on big brother, let’s go to bed. Your bed is big enough for both of us and I’m not letting you sleep on the couch.”
Thinking quickly I grabbed the pillow I had gotten and held it so she wouldn’t notice my cock which was now sticking out of my shorts. As she pulled down the covers and climbed into bed she made no attempt to hide the bare cheeks of her ass from my sight. As I got into bed I wondered if all my dreams and fantasies were about to come true.
“Hey sis.”
“What dear brother?”
“I just wanted to tell you I had a really nice time tonight. Your friends at Coaches all made me feel comfortable. Everything about tonight it made me feel,” I stopped not sure if I should tell her.
“Made you feel what? I think I know but you need to tell me,” she prompted.
I swallowed hard not sure I could say it. Looking into her blue eyes the words came out, “Like we were a couple that was dating. Your friends they all thought we were a couple.”
She looked back at me saying, “I know. I felt it as well. I think we both needed a night out like this. That is why I didn’t tell anyone you were my brother. I wanted that feeling as well. Do you have to work tomorrow?”
“Not really. The Friday before a holiday weekend will be slow. What do you have in mind?”
“Take a guess and ask me,” she said playfully.
Things were starting to become clear as to how we both felt. “Melissa,” I asked “Would you like to go on another date together?”
“I would love that Shawn. I think I know where also. Can I surprise you?”
“I like your surprises,” I said thinking back to the way she looked when I picked her up at the airport. There is one more thing though.” I leaned forward and gave her a soft kiss on her lips. “Goodnight.”
Melissa proper herself up on her elbow looking at me with surprise. “Oh shit, I blew it and pushed it to far,” I thought. Then she smiled at me like I’d never seen before.
She leaned forward and returned the kiss lingering for a few seconds before snuggling up to me. “Goodnight Shawn” she whispered into my ear.

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Incest is Truly Best

Jack and Sharon were always close. When in their teen years, they explored sex, but never went all the way, but 30 some years later, fate put them back together and finally made love

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The Kissing Cousins

I had not seen my cousin, Fran, in some time so I was eagerly looking forward to visiting her in Ottawa on my vacation. We were born three months apart and were closer than a lot of brothers and sisters I knew. We could tell each other anything without fear of judgment. Even though she was really a second cousin once removed, or something like that, I felt a bit uncomfortable when I realized how physically attracted I was to her.
Fran developed a gorgeous figure as a sixteen-year-old. As little kids, our mothers used to bathe us together; as a teenager, she would grab a t-shirt or towel for cover if I happened by as she was sunbathing in her bathing suit. She had full firm tits, a slim waist and long lithe legs, and the biggest brown eyes I had ever seen. She was the focal point of many a jerk-off session. But that remained a carefully guarded secret.
Fran met me at the train station. The last time I saw her, she was a foxy 22 year-old. Now she was a magnificent 27. She wore a short blue skirt, just tight enough to make me a bit uncomfortable, and an oversized white shirt cinched at the waist with a belt. Her auburn hair was back in a pony tail and she looked very demur in her glasses. Although a stunner, Fran declined to show off her figure too much.
She smiled as she threw her arms around me and gave me a soft kiss on the cheek. I tentatively wrapped my arms around her, afraid I might squeeze to hard for propriety’s sake.
“How are you, Jon?” she asked, as we headed for her car. “Just fine,” I answered, hoping the hard-on she’d just given me would dissipate. “It’s good to see you, Fran.”
“Good to see you, too, Jon. What would you like to do while you’re in town? I have some things you might be interested in,” she said. Was than grin just a bit mischievous or was it just wishful thinking?
“I’d really just like to take it easy,” I responded. “Well, you must be hungry after that trip. Why don’t we go back to the apartment to freshen up and then I’ll take you out to dinner at Barbara’s place.” Barbara had been Fran’s roommate until recently. A pretty redhead, she was the manager at one of the city’s nicer restaurants.
“That sounds good, Fran, although you look pretty fresh to me.” She blushed at that as we loaded her car and drove off.
Fran had a one-bedroom flat on the twenty-third floor of f fancy apartment. The view of downtown Ottawa, with it’s mixture of old and new architecture, was magnificent. I showered and shaved and tossed on some comfy-casual stuff. At an even 6 feet and 170 pounds, I was confident about my appearance, yet I always felt somewhat awkward when we were together.
Fran was changing in the bedroom. “There’s wine in the fridge,” she called from behind the closed door. “Help yourself.”
“What about you?” I asked.
“I’ve got mine, she replied. Fran was not what you would call a good drinker. She got a bit giddy and flirty. In the past I might have been uneasy with that, but for some reason I felt tonight might just be different.
I took my drink and stepped onto the balcony. The late summer’s sun was starting to descend and a warm breeze passed. I turned and there was Fran! She was clad in a pale blue bra and panty set. I felt myself blush and immediately turned my head. I expected her to scream, but apparently she couldn’t see me.
The lingerie accentuated what seemed to be an all-over tan. Her firm tits bulged around the skimpy bra and the panties were cut quite high on the leg, revealing much of her lovely ass. I peeked back at her, feeling my balls twitch, as I watched her adjust her garments. God, what a beauty!
Fran reached for a bottle of lotion and poured some into her hands. She rubbed lightly starting at her ankles and slowly working her way up those stunning legs. As she approached her upper thighs she slowed down and reached for her wine. She threw back a healthy gulp and continued to massage her legs. She kneaded the lotion on her hips and gently on her inner thighs. Her fingers made little circles on her soft skin then moved on to her taut stomach as she closed her eyes. I reached into my trousers to rearrange my cock as she began to gently caress her tits. She unfastened the front clasp of the bra and they tumbled forward, pushing out of their confinement.
Fran dipped her finger into the wine and traced her half- dollar aureoles on each breast. I watched with great appreciation as her nipples became erect before my eyes.
Suddenly, Fran’s hand dropped back to her panties, pulling it aside to reach her now-wet pussy. I was amazed as she bent her neck to suck on one full tit, while her other hand furiously massaged her cunt. I was afraid I’d cum in my pants but kept watching as Fran shuddered her way to a quick climax.
As she came down, Fran calmly rearranged her undies and slid into a knit orange minidress. I almost dropped my wine over the balcony when she called out my name, “Jon, are you ready to go?” Was I!
“Are you okay, you look kind of strange,” Fran said, as I came in from the balcony. I was grateful the trousers were very baggy, thus hiding my still raging hardon.
“That’s some dress,” I told Fran. “You look very pretty tonight.”
“Why, thank you,” she said, somewhat puzzled. We never commented on each other’s appearance after the first “good-to- see-you, you-look-great.” It was hard to believe this angel had cum in front of me not five minutes before. She’d never realize the thrill she’d given me.
We took a cab to the restaurant so we could enjoy a few cold ones and not have to worry about driving back. Although we got a table almost immediately, we waited almost an hour to be served. I didn’t mind, though; the company was wonderful and Barbara kept the drinks coming. By the time the food arrived, we were very relaxed. We spoke of all sorts of things, our lives and interests, and our lack of love interests at the moment.
It was nearly midnight by the time we left. Ottawa is a sleepy town where they roll the streets up at that hour. We tumbled into a cab and headed home.
The smell of Fran’s perfume had been driving me crazy all night. Once inside the cab, she thanked me for a lovely evening. Her head came to rest on my shoulder and she sighed, closing her eyes.
My eyes traced her figure, starting from the spiked heels and slowly up the length of her body, admiring her attributes and wishing I wasn’t such a coward. But we’re so close, I argued with myself. How can I make a pass? She’d be shocked, she’d kill me, she’d never speak to me again — I came up with numerous reasons to keep my hands off. But then she’d nestle in a bit closer and emit another contented sigh and her dress would slid up those damned gorgeous legs just a bit more and I’d have to start reminding myself all over again.
The little old cabbie looked in the rear view mirror and must have thought we were lovers. I saw him smile and wink, as he suggested a nice ride through the park. Why not, I thought. Just to prolong this mild body contact was reason enough.
Fran’s dress had ridden more than half-way up her thigh and I wondered if I should try to rearrange it myself or wake her up. But she seemed so peaceful I just decided to enjoy the show. So stare I did.
“What are you staring at?” she demanded, suddenly awake. She tugged at the hem of her dress, trying to cover herself. It reminded me of her days as a modest teen. She seemed quite agitated. Oh, no, I thought, my worst fears are coming true. “I… I… nothing…” I stammered.
“Jon, I saw you staring at me. What on earth could you have been thinking of?” I could just see myself taking this cab right back to spend the night at the train station.
The driver sensed disharmony and sped to the apartment. Fran got out and stomped her way inside as I paid the fare and reluctantly followed.
I felt like a puppy who had just chewed up the master’s slippers and was waiting for the rolled-up newspaper. Fran was waiting by the elevator, tapping her foot, watching the lift’s indicator as it approached the lobby. Not a word was spoken the entire ride up. When the doors opened she brushed by me to unlock the door. When she didn’t slam it in my face, I took it as a good sign.
I sheepishly entered the apartment. “Close the door,” she huffed. She lock the door and turned to face me. Here we go, I thought. Excommunication from the family.
I couldn’t look her in the eye. “I guess you had too much to drink,” she said. Was she giving me an alibi? “I think I did, too.”
“After all, you’re just a man and there are certain things that a man will do, including ogling his cousin,” she began to grin.
“You’ve always found me attractive, haven’t you, Jon?” Uh- oh, better be careful here.
“Yeah, I guess so,” I answered still not look at here, wishing I were somewhere else.
“Well, you know, I really admire the way you turned out, too. My girlfriends used to talk about you when you came to visit. They’d talk about your arms or your eyes and I’d say, ‘I don’t want to hear this; he’s my cousin.’
“But they were right,” Fran said. She lifted my chin with her finger. “Don’t worry, I’m not mad.” And she kissed me quickly on the lips.
Our eyes met and we leaned into each other for another kiss, this one slower. Then another, deeper. Her tongue probed my lips until I opened them. My tongue met hers as they twirled together in joyful greeting. Caution went out the window.
The kisses became more emphatic as we stepped closer together, pressing our bodies together. ten years of fantasies were coming true as I felt the heat of her tits through our clothing. He nipples were hard as they pushed into my chest. My hands slid down to the small of her back and I tentatively reached for her ass. She moaned softly as a I squeezed her cheek, pulling her closer. I reached for the hem of her dress and slid my hand up her thighs. I couldn’t believe the moist heat coming from her pussy! Fran opened her legs to allow me better access while our lips were still pressed together.
I licked my way down her neck, nipping her nape. She shivered as I bit her earlobe.
“Do it to me, Jon,” she moaned. “I’ve wanted you to fuck me for years. Fuck me now!” Fran ripped open my shirt, the buttons shooting across the room. I kicked off my shoes and yanked off the trousers and shorts. After all this time I wasn’t going to put up any arguments.
We sank onto the living room rug, and I pulled her dress down over her heaving tits while pulling it up from the bottom. I ripped the panties and bra off her as she squirmed beneath me. My dick was threatening to break off.
I rubbed the tip of my cock along her slit. I had never imagined Fran’s pussy before, concentrating on her other assets. It was covered with a soft tuft of hair gently concealing her plump lips. She groaned and arched her back as she tried to get me inside her, but I continued to tease her.
“Stop that, please. Just fuck me. NOW!” She grabbed my as and pulled me right in. So hot, slick and tight. Unbelievable!
After a couple of minutes I felt the inevitable rush of cum. I warned her and she blurted out that it was okay, that she wanted to feel me pump it inside her. So I did. Long hard streams of cum jetted through me into her. She ground her pussy against me, grabbing my ass, working towards her own climax. “Uhh, uhh, uhhhhhhhhh,” she moaned as she rumbled towards ecstasy.
I was beat but happy. She was beat and hungry for more.
“I always wondered what it would be like with you, Jon,” Fran whispered, “and it was better than I ever imagined.”
With that she kissed my chest softly as she made her way down my stomach, swirling her tongue in little circles. I shivered when I felt her hot breath on my dick, waiting to feel her lips engulf it. She licked my crown lick a candy cane, in and out, lick, in and out, around. It was like no other blow job I’d experienced, so hot, wet and slippery. I could have happily filled her mouth but I had waited a long time for this.
I gently pushed her away and rolled her over. She seemed surprised. I straddled her chest and told her “I’m gonna fuck your breasts, Fran. I want to feel your soft tits wrapped around my cock. I want to rock back and forth until I cum all over your tits and face. What do you think of that, baby?”
“Oh, yeah,” she groaned, “do that to me! Please! Do it!”
“I want you to lick the head as it comes through your tit- tunnel. Keep it slick so it slides back and forth so nicely.”
Fran pressed her tits together around my cock. They were so soft and hot, wet with a combination of sweat and saliva. I went slowly at first, trying to make the indescribable pleasure last.
“I love getting my tits fucked,” she moaned. “It gets me so hot. Come on, push it, slide it in. I want your cum, cum all over my face, please. COME ON, GIVE IT TO ME, CUM, CUMMM, DO IT! DO IT!! DO IT!!! SHOOT IT ALL OVER ME!! OH, MY GODDDDD. DO IT NOW!!!” And with that she started shaking and bucking her hips against an imaginary cock. Her fingers flew to her sopping pussy where they pistoned in and out. I grabbed her tits and squeezed them around my dick. I pushed it forward and kept it in her mouth while she moaned to here next set of orgasms. The vibrations of her mouth set me off, and I managed to shove my cock back between her tits as I started to spurt, the hot load jetting onto her pretty face, as she whipped her head back and forth, landing first one cheek then the other. I sprayed my last violent shots across her tits and collapsed next to her, exhausted.
After a few moments to catch our breath, Fran turned to me. “Are you sure you can only stay the weekend?” she asked with a smile.

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Deli Girl

Tom and Debbie have known each other for years, and now both are single, they explore life and sex

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The Way of the War pt 5

There are historical truths worked into this story. although as I have said depending on the flow of the story there maybe some sex. byt basicly it is non erotic

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Taking Care of a Problem

A bank robber intimately intimidates a witness into staying silent. Notes: Rated NC-17 for language, pretty damn deive sex, and some disturbing themes including violence, non-consent, dubious consent, angst and the aftermath of rape, which could be triggering. Non consent theme from Chapter One pretty much from the outset, angst and aftermath will come in future chapters.

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OMG My Wife Is A Porn Star

After college I meet up with Debbie, and we started to date again. Within a year we got married. She had a degree in finance, and mine was in accounting. We both got good jobs with the same major bank in Detroit. We had two children a boy and a girl, and things seemed to be going very well for us.
Debbie and I both worked for the same bank, but in different departments. She ended up getting a rather large promotion, and a job transfer to Orlando Florida. They had no position there for me, so I ended up resigning. Figuring that I could find a job once we were in Orlando.
O how wrong I was. After about a year there, the housing market crashed, she had an affair with her boss the bank president. We got a divorce, and I lost out on everything. I sold what little that I had, and left Florida to head out west.
I ended up in Las Vegas, working in the casino accounting department, of a major hotel. I was not making millions, but it paid the bills. I had a small two bedroom apartment, a couple miles from the strip. I worked a 12-hour shift from 7:00 a.m. to 7:00 p.m., for three days. Then had three days off, and worked the 12-hour shift from 7:00 p.m. to 7:00 a.m., and then another three days off. God how I just hated the night shift. It played havoc with my sleeping hours.
Let me tell you alittle about me. I am 29 years old, 5’10” tall, 185 pounds. I have darkish blonde hair, with gray eyes. I keep myself fit and trim by working out at the hotel, on my three days off. I can use the hotel’s exercise room, and pool, as long as it does not interfere with the hotel guest.
I had worked there for a year and dated alittle bit, but nothing serious, just a night out for dinner and a fuck, and never the same girl twice. I still have not gotten over the ass fucking I took from the divorce. I was not about to make the same mistake twice.
After working the day shift, I would usually stop at the same bar in the hotel’s casino, and have a drink. I would chat with the female bartender for a while, as I wound down from the days work session. She was a bleach blonde and very friendly, but the casino frowned on employees having relationships with other employees. So we just kept it casual.
One day while I was having my customary after work drink, a gorgeous blonde sat down next to me and order a drink. Her perfume was very intoxicating. I smiled and nodded to her, but somehow I was tongue tied, and did not say much. I finished my drink, said good bye to the bartender, and left. The same thing happens the next couple of days. I would be just finishing up my drink, and this same blonde would show up and order the same drink. I never spoke to her, just nodded an acknowledgment.
I was off three days, and then three days on the night shift, and off for three more days, before I started my day shift. I stopped by the bar for my usual drink and chatted with the bartender.
“Hey has that blonde with the great smelling perfume, been around in the last week or so?” I asked the bartender.
She shook her head no, “I have not seen her in here since you last were here.” She told me.
O well I thought to myself. She was not met for me anyway. I finished my drink, and headed home. The routine stayed the same for the next few months. I had a tough week coming up, as I was filling for a guy who was going on vacation. It would be five straight days of the 12-hour day shift, before I would get some time off.
It was the last day of the shift, and I had three days off coming up next. I sat down for my evening drink, before going home. When I smelled that intoxicating perfume. She down in the stool next to me, and smile at me. I thought to myself that this has got to be fate.
“Hi my name is Frank.” I said to her.
“Mines is CJ.” She said back to me with a dazzling smile
“CJ hmm what does CJ stand for?” I asked her with a slight grin on my face.
“Crystal Jane.” She replied back quickly.
We did some bar chatter back and forth, half ass telling each other part of our life story. I finished up my drink, and was ready to head out.
“Can I buy you another drink?” She asked me again flashing that sexy smile.
“No thanks I just got done with a 12-hour shift for the fifth day in a row, and I am kind of beat.” I said back to her.
“Oh ok.” She said to me in a disappointed voice.
I noticed her reaction to me turning down her drink offer. I was hungry, and figured what the hell I would ask her to dinner. “Would you like some dinner? I am starved. We could stop at the hotel restaurant, and have a bite to eat.” I asked her.
“I love to.” She said as her face lite up in delight.
We had a nice meal in the hotel restaurant. She had a Cajun chicken salad, and I had a chicken salad wrap with fries. We both had a couple of glasses of wine with our meal.
“If you would like, we could go back to my apartment, and watch a movie on TV?” I asked her.
She put on that dazzling smile of hers, “ I would love to.” She replied.
The employees had to park out in the back forty, and not take up parking spaces that were meant for the guest. It was a pain in the ass to walk that far, but rules are rules, and I was not about to break them, over a silly parking space.
“Wait here while I walk out back and get my car.” I told her
“No I would like to walk with you.” She said to me, as she grabbed ahold of my hand
We chatted while we made the long walk to my car. I opened the door for her and helped her in. Now my car is not anything special. It is a 2004 mustang convertible, red in color, with a V6 for a motor, and a 5 speed manual transmission. It gets 20-25 miles to the gallon, depending on how much I get on it, and it is great for getting around town.
“You have a nice car.” She told me.
“Thanks.” I replied. “Would you like me to put the top down?” I asked her
“Yes that would be nice.” She said to me.
Even though it was dark outside, it was still hot out probably over 90 degrees. It felt nice to drive around the strip, with the top down, and a beautiful girl in my car with me. We took a spin up and down the strip, and a trip downtown, before heading back down the strip to my apartment.
We got to my apartment, which is not much, but it is a nice place to hang your hat. I opened the door and invited her into my lair.
“I have lemonade, ice tea, white wine, and beer in the fridge. What would you like to drink?” I asked her.
She chose a glass of chilled white wine, and I grabbed a beer for me. After we finished our drinks, I turned on the TV for her.
“Hey I going to take a quick shower to wash the days work off me. Help your self to another glass of wine, and watch some TV, while I take my shower.” I said to her.
She smiled and nodded her head ok.
I headed back to my bedroom and took off my work clothes and tossed them into the hamper, and went into the bathroom to take my shower. I just got into the shower and started to rinsing myself down, when the shower curtain open up wide, and there stood CJ stark naked.
“Can I join you?” She said seductively.
My eyes nearly popped out of my head, as I starred at this gorgeous naked woman standing just outside of my bathtub. I kind of stammered, ”please do.”
Let me tell a little bit about CJ. She is about 5’7″, has blonde hair, soft brown eye, a beautiful body, great breast, slender waist, nice round ass and long legs. I would guess her measurements at 36-24-35. I would guess her age close to mine in the 28-30 range. She would put some of the porn queens to shame. She has a small tattoo of a heart with a cupid arrow through it, right between her breast.
She climbs into the shower with me and closes the shower curtain. She turns and puts her arms around my neck. She then gives me a very passionate kiss, with her boobs pressing into my chest. I had an instant boner, it was so hard, a cat could not scratch it.
She breaks the kiss, and says to me, ”you know I have been trying hard to reel you in, but you seem to just ignore the bait that I was using.”
I smiled at her statement, and responded, ”had I knew that you were trolling for me, I would have swallowed the hook sooner, but the bait that you are using right now works just fine for me.”
We quickly wash each other down, and rinsed off, just as the water starts to cool down. My apartment has a small hot water tank. I shut off the water, and we exit the shower. We use just one towel to dry us both off.
“We don’t need to dry off that much. We will generate enough body heat to evaporate all this excess moisture off us.” She said with a laugh.
We embrace each other, and kiss madly, as we slowly make our way to my bed. We crash into the bed, with our lips lock solidly together. Slowly I could feel her tongue work its way into my mouth. I open my mouth to let her have access, and our tongues passionately begin to dance together.
My hands were busy roaming over her perfect mounds and tweaking her nipples, which are as hard and big as the eraser on a new pencil. She is softly moaning into my mouth, as her excitement begins to heat up.
She starts to kiss her way down my neck to my nipple, which she sucks on and gives it a quick nibble. Her hand is around my cock, softly stroking it while she sucks on my nipple. She kisses her way down my stomach, to my cock, where she gives it a soft kiss and a lick.
I am not here to tell you that I am porn star big, but my cock is around 6 ½” long, and almost 2″ in diameter. Just a little bigger than average, but not much.
She takes my cock, and inhales it fully inside of her mouth, till her nose is buried in my pubic hairs. She gives me a pro blow job, three times making my cum boil in my sac, before letting me cool down each time, by sucking on my cock head. Finally the fourth time, I explode deep down her throat, and she drains me dry.
She crawls back up to me and gives me a big kiss with some tongue action. I can taste me on her mouth and tongue. We kiss passionately for a few minutes. Then it is my turn.
I kiss her softly on her tender neck. I was so tempted to give her a hickey on her neck, but for some reason I did not. I kissed my way down to those perfect mounds, and kissed and sucked both her breast and nipples. My hand was busy stroking her stomach, and then her thighs. I could feel her start to tight up in pleasure. I was sucking on her nipple like a baby who was trying to get some milk out. My hand was rubbing her outer lips of her shaved fanny. I could feel some of her sex juice starting to leak out of her pussy.
I slowly open her outer lips and massage her pussy back and forth. She was creating plenty of moisture, which I rub down to her anal hole. I slowly put a couple of fingers into her pussy, while my lips were locked down on her nipple. I coated my fingers with her love juices, as I finger fucked her love canal. I extracted my fingers, and started to rub her anal bud hole. She gasped out loud.
Slowly I invaded her anal hole, embedding my finger deep inside of her hot furnace. I started to finger fuck her rose bud hole, while my thumb was buried inside of her pussy. I had her squirming till she screamed loudly with an orgasm. She yanked my hand out of her and grabbed me, pulling me on top of her.
“I need you right now inside of me, fuck me as hard as you can.” She panted, as she guided my cock into her dripping wet pussy.
We fucked hard. She meets my every thrust, with her own thrust. Soon I became tired and needed a break. I rolled off her and she climbs on top of me, inserting my cock back inside of her hot pussy. She rides me in cow girl style. It seems like we fucked for an hour like that, it really was probably only five minutes. I pushed her off me and turned her over and fucked her dog style. Soon my nut started to boil and I shot my load of cum deep inside of her aroused pussy.
We both collapsed into a heap next to each other. It was not long and sleep over took both of us.
Neither of us moves an inch all night long.
This whirlwind romance lasted for three months, and then we got married in the chapel at the hotel where I worked. None of our family or friends were at the wedding chapel, just the two of us. There was no big fancy wedding reception afterwards. Oddly her last name is Smith, and mine is Jones. I stayed working at the casino, and she got a job at a modeling agency.
A few months later, I was invited to a bachelor party for one of the guys in our accounting department. He rented a suite at the hotel. We played cards for a while and then ate food that was catered. Finally the best man got out some porn movies.
“These movies are only about six months old. The blonde who stars in this, is a real knock out.”
He told the rest of us.
He put the first cd in the player and we started to watch the porn movie. They listed the stars, and I almost puked. It was CJ who was the blonde star of the movie. My God my wife is in porn movies. I watched both movies with rapid attention to what she was doing. I could not believe my eyes. Thank God none of the guys knew my wife all that well to make the connection.
She was doing a threesome where she had a cock in her mouth, pussy, and anal hole. She did a black guy, whose cock had to be 12″, and as thick as my forearm. I could not believe she could stretch that wide to take his cock. She also did scenes with other woman. She went by the stage name of CJ Heart. That is why she has that tattoo between her boobs.
I slipped away, while they were watching a different porn movie, and grabbed a laptop. I Googled CJ Heart. I could not believe the number of movies and short films she that she was in, or starred in, over the past 10 years.
I left the party early, and rode around for a bit to cool off, before going home. CJ was still up waiting for me.
“How did the party go?” She asked me.
“O things went really good till they started to show some porn movies.” I replied.
“Um O.” was all she said.
“You will never guess just who was the star in these films?” I asked her.
This is the end of part one.
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Just how would you react if you found out your wife is a porn star.

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Sibling reunion leads to new relationship – Chapter 4

Thank you readers who left all those wonderful comments.
Quick reminder of where we left of :
Bobby and Jessie spend all day holding each other and talking, interspersed with moments of passion filled lovemaking. Tomorrow is the day Jessie has to go for the shooting and Bobby is to accompany her aslo she agreed to let him watch as her sister stars in the movie
Heads up : This chapter is all about the build up, it does not have sex
Chapter 4: At the studio
The following morning we were both up early, after a quiet breakfast we headed into the city. As Jessie drove us to the studio she kept glancing sideways at me, finally I turned to her.
“What?”
“Nothing”
“Come on Jessie, something’s bothering you, so what is it”
“It’s it’s nothing Bobby”
“If it’s about us then just say it, if it’s me then please tell me. Are you regretting what’s happened between us? If you are then tell me, if you want me to leave then I guess I will, I don’t want to hurt you Jessie. You’ve always been the only good thing in my life, I don’t want to loose you”
“Oh god Bobby it’s not you, I love you, I love when you touch me and the feel of you inside me when we make love. I guess I’m a little nervous and worried about how you’ll feel about me tonight after seeing me fuck someone else”
“I don’t care about that Jessie, as you just said we make love, in the movies you fuck”
I reached across and gentle squeezed Jessie’s hand that rested on the gear stick. She glanced once more at me, but this time she smiled.
“Just remember that when they’re filming”
“I will”
I leant across and kissed her cheek.
I was surprised when we arrived at the studio, the name above the gate was that of a well known production company.
“Are they filming here?”
“Yes, Pandora is a subsidiary of the company. They use the name because they don’t want the general public to know they make adult movies. If they found out then people might boycott the family films they produce. The problem for the studio is that they make good money on adult films and so don’t want to loose that revenue”
It was nine o’clock when we pulled up in front of studio 7, Jessie parked and we climbed out.
“I’ve gotta go in, why don’t you have a wonder around, come here when you’re ready, if you’re not back before we are due to start filming then I’ll phone you”
“OK”
Stepping towards each other we kissed deeply, I put all my love and desire into my kiss letting Jessie know that I was all right with her career.
The studio complex was bussing with people, a number of big budget films were being filmed, it seemed strange walking around the large studio complex and seeing faces that I had seen so often gracing the silver screen. I had only been wondering around for about twenty minutes when the mobile Jessie had given me rang.
“Hello!”
“Hi Bobby”
“Jessie, is something wrong?”
“Not really, could you come to the studio”
“Sure I’ll be right there”
“I’ll meet you at the door”
When I arrived at studio 7 Jessie led me to a building of offices and stores that was built onto the side of the studio.
“Where are we going?”
“To meet the director and one of the producers. Don’t be nervous and don’t freak out, just listen to what they say and answer them truthfully”
“What’s going on?”
“Sssshhhh.. we are here”
Jessie knocked on the door and entered the office pulling me along with her.
“Bobby, this is Paula West the director and Susan Law one of the producers”
“Hello”
“Hello Bobby, please sit down”
I sat on a leather couch and looked at the three women looking at me, for a moment it felt like an interrogation, suddenly an image of a job interview flashed into my mind. I didn’t have to wait very long to find out what was wrong.
“I’ll get right to the point,” said Paula “Jessie tells me you know the script for the film, that you know all the lines, is that correct?”
“Uh yes, I read through it with her a couple of nights ago”
“And you learnt it just like that,” asked Susan in a sarcastic tone of voice.
“Yeah, I have what is called a photographic memory, it means I can read something once and remember it”
Susan looked from me to Paula and shrugged,
“I’m not sure this is such a good idea”
“We can always delay the film, but you know the problems that will cause and the cost to the company,” said Paula.
“I know, I know, but are we sure this is the only option?”
“If Jessica’s telling the truth, no one else knows the script as well as Bobby, and if we use one of the other cast members then we’ll still be short an actor”
“He’s never acted before, we won’t and can’t pay him the same rates as Richard, but you’re right we’re working to a tight schedule with this film.”
Susan paused and looked from Jessie to me,
“OK, it maybe worth a try”
Susan sat in a chair facing me and smiled.
“Bobby, do you mind if I call you Bobby or would you prefer Robert or Mr West”
“No one calls me Mr West, my parents call me Robert, Jessie and my friends call me Bobby or Bob, I prefer Bobby”
“Well I hope we can be friends, OK let me tell you about our problem. Jessie says you are aware we make adult movies”
I sat back down and just nodded.
“Well as you are aware we are meant to start filming today, the crew are here, the cast is here, with one exception. One of the main male characters was meant to be played by an actor called Richard Headson unfortunately Richard has decided to do something else. We can probably sue him for breach of contract, but that’s not much help to me, I have a crew and cast to pay and a deadline for the movie to be finished. Do you understand?”
I nodded, wondering where the hell she was going.
“Good, well the problem is that if we get one of the other actors to play Richard’s part, we will then have to fill his role. He would need to learn Richard’s part and the new actor would have to learn his. The problem is that would mean a delay of at least three or four days, and as the saying goes, time is money. Jessica says you already know the part, so how do you feel about making a movie”
“What! You’ve gotta be kidding, right?”
“No I’m not, I know it’s a bit unusual but to put it bluntly you could save the film and us a lot of money”
“But I don’t have a work permit and wouldn’t I need to be in some kind of union to work”
“That’s no problem, when you’re a big company you have contacts. If you say yes the necessary permits and membership will be sorted out by this evening and back dated”
“Fuck, hmmm I’m not sure”
“I realise it probably seems a bit weird and I realise the part we want you to play is meant to make love to Jessie. We maybe able to rewrite the script, I’m not sure though as it’s a key to the whole film”
Jessie looked form me to Paula and Susan, and smiled,
“I wouldn’t alter the script, after all that would only delay the shooting, well little brother, do you fancy fucking your big sister”
I looked at her, a big grin spreading over my face,
“I guess I could force myself”
She punched me lightly on the arm.
“Well then little bro, strip”
“What?”
“Paula and Susan need to make sure you’ve got the tackle to please a lady”
Feeling very self-conscious I undressed, I stood naked in front of the three women my cock hanging soft between my legs.
“Well I must say he’s got a nice body Jessie, but how’s his cock look hard,” asked Paula as she surveyed me from head to foot.
“Let’s see”
Jessie seemed to shrug and the dress she was wearing slid to the floor leaving her naked. Still smiling she stepped towards me and we kissed deeply our tongues entwining and slipping from mouth to mouth. One of her hands stroked my cock, while the other took one of my hands and guided to pussy. She moaned into my mouth as I pushed a finger between her wet folds and into her pussy, my thumb gently teasing her clitoris from its hood.
From the first touch of her body against mine the other people in the room seemed to fade and Jessica filled my senses. I lowered my head to suckle at one of her breasts she moaned slightly and pushed me away.
By this time my cock was throbbing at its full eight inches of hard meat, Jessie stepped away from me, my fingers slipping from her wet cunt. Looking at her I raised them up and licked them clean, before turning to look at Paula and Susan. Susan stepped towards me and ran her fingers over my chest and stomach before gently squeezing my erection.
“He’s perfect for the part, a lot better than even that fool Dick would have been and I can see why you aren’t bothered about the script being changed. Well Bobby yes or no?”
I smiled
“Yes”
“Good”
Susan surprised me by leaning forward and kissing me, stepping back she turned to Jessie and my cock throbbed in pleasure as they also kissed, Susan’s hands pulling Jessie against her and squeezing her arse.
“I leave them with you Paula”
With that Susan walked from the room.
“Well you seem to have charmed Susan, I hope to god you can act and that you know how to use this”
As she spoke Paula squeezed my cock and rubbed the precum that was leaking from it over the swollen head.
“OK, pick up your clothes and go with Jessie. By the way the only rule I have is no fucking off set while we’re making the film and that includes masturbation. Go, both of you, I want you on set in twenty minutes”
Jessie didn’t give me time to dress, still naked and with a throbbing erection she led me via an inner door down to the studio and into her dressing room.
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