Masturbation

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They call me Dr. Love…(2)

I woke up the next morning with an erection chiseled from granite.The blinding light of the sun being reflected off of the snow distorted my vision. I laid there trying to figure out whether the previous night had really happened. I opened my weary eyes and looked about my room. I sat up a little and looked down at myself. I was obviously wearing the same clothes as the previous day. However, being a normal teenager, I had more than once returned home exhausted from a night of hard partying and collapsed in my bed wearing the same clothes.
I thought about it for a few moments. Did I have the greatest dream or did my dreams come true? I scrambled for my phone. I opened my inbox and saw the text from Kay. “Love you” it said. I knew I had been triumphant.
I looked into my mirror for the first time since I had lost my virginity. I looked like hell. Go figure.
“Shower time.” I thought to myself.
I grabbed some lounge clothes (shorts, t shirt) and headed downstairs to the bathroom. I was totally alone in the house, as mom and dad used Saturdays for shopping.
I walked into the bathroom and again studied myself in a mirror. My brown hair, which barely met the halfway point of my forehead, was a mess. Standing just 6’0, and thanks to my participation in football as a lineman, I was at 220lbs.
I wasn’t the best looking guy in school. But with my semi-athletic build and blue eyes, I felt I could hold my own.
I took off my sweater and flexed in the mirror. Even though my abs were just barely visible, I liked to imagine I had a 6 pack.
My jeans were next to go. Upon removing them, I noticed my erection had not subsided. I removed my boxers and stepped into our shower/tub combo.
The hot water quickly sent steam running over every inch of my body. Remembering my hair, it was my first target.
I lathered the shampoo on my head. I looked down to see a stream of white shampoo runoff trailing down my neck, over my chest, down my stomach, and at last running off the end of my throbbing shaft.
I decided that this wasn’t just going to go away on it’s own. I also had enough sense to know that Kay wouldn’t be here to take care of it. I wished I could ask her to give me some relief…but how did she feel this morning? Did she regret what had happened last night? What would happen if she hated me now? But she did say she loved me…
I eased myself down and stretched my legs out. I wrapped my hand around my member and began slow strokes up and down. I tried to remember every detail of the night before.
I remembered the sweet taste of her pussy…her soft hands…the way her mouth felt like velvet…
I imagined that Kay were here with me now, straddling me, grinding her hips against mine.
My hand gripped tighter. My movements became faster. I pictured Kay and I together, letting our love flow together.
“Fuck…” I said through my gasps.
My cock twitched and erupted onto my chest. Stream after stream covered my abdomen.
I looked down at my cock and he seemed to be smiling at me from under his neatly trimmed beard. Even though I wasn’t always getting action, I still liked to keep myself neat and trimmed.
I removed my hand from my cock and used a wash cloth to clean myself off. I got out of the shower and dried off. Not being in the mood for all my clothes, I slipped my shorts on and walked upstairs.
I sat on my bed and stared at my phone. I wanted to know how Kay felt this morning. I had to get a feel for her emotions. I sent her a text.
“You awake yet, sleepy head?” it read.
“Yup” was her reply.
“How are you?” I asked.
“Good. Yourself?” she asked.
“Great. Couldn’t be better” I said, hoping it didn’t sound sarcastic.
“Good ” she replied.
“About last night…” I said, hoping she’d fill in the blanks.
“What about it?” she asked.
“I just wanted to make sure we’re still good. I don’t want you to hate me or anything. No regrets, you know?” I said.
“Oh. No. No regrets. It was just what I wanted.” she said.
“Good. I was scared you wouldn’t want me around anymore.” I said.
“I don’t know what I’d do without you, Bret.” she said.
Just then, I Kay pass her window. I sent her another text.
“I see you lol” I said.
“Really?” She asked.
“Come to the window.” I instructed.
I saw Kay coming closer and I waved to her. To my delight, Kay was wearing only a bra and a new pair of light blue boyshorts. Being her new perky self, Kay jumped up and down and began waving frantically. It made me laugh.
“Better watch that jumping. Those things could knock you out lol” the text I sent her read.
“Oh, don’t you tell me what they could do, mister” she replied.
“lol, I think I have a good idea of what they can do” I joked.
“Want a better look?” she asked.
“Hell yes” I said.
With that, Kay turned to see that her door was closed and moved to the window. She ran her hands over her breasts and made faces at me. Just joking, I motioned for her to remove her bra. To my delight, Kay agreed.
Her breasts fell with a bounce to them. She moved her hands over her chest and gave each nipple a little pinch. I rubbed my cock through the thin fabric of my shorts. Even though I had just cum a half hour before, Kay had a way of getting my attention.
I sent her another text.
“You have no idea what this is doing to me…” it read.
“Why don’t you show me ” she replied.
That was all the motivation I needed. I stood up and turned sideways so Kay could see the obvious problem in my shorts.
Kay continued rubbing herself and I couldn’t take it anymore. I removed my shorts and flung them onto my bed. With cock in hand, I leaned against the side of my window.
Not wanting to alienate me, Kay hooked her blue panties on each side with her thumbs and slowly moved them down. There it was. My first pussy. The same pussy I had been pounding just 12 hours ago.
Kay ran her finger down the length of her slit and slid a finger in and out as a tease. I yanked my shaft in synch with her own motions.
Kay proceeded to turn around and press her ass and slit against the window. Brianna, the younger of the two, definitely had the nicer ass of the two (Which, as I stated earlier, I’d come to find out the next year), but Kay still put most to shame.
I allowed my eyes to close and imagined myself in Kays room. I pictured myself being the window she was pressed against. My cock ramming her from behind.
I felt my balls begin to tug…I knew what was about to happen. Keeping my fantasy in mind, I blew. Streams of creamy white splattered against my window. I leaned against my wall, catching my breath. I grabbed my phone and called Kay. I asked her if she wanted to go get something to eat. She said she’d get changed and meet me at my truck.
I sat alone for about 10 minutes. Finally, Kays door opened and out she came wearing a black sweater and a pair of her famously tight blue jeans.
She hopped in and we embraced in a long, passionate kiss.
“Well hello” I said.
“Hey” she smiled.
The trip to the diner was relatively uneventful. We talked about normal stuff; people, school, etc. Our meal turned into an hour battle under the table as our feet tangled.
We finished our meal and walked back out into the crisp winter air. We got back in the truck and I drove to the gas station. I asked Kay if there was anything I could get her, but she assured me she was fine.
I walked in the station and headed for the one place I never had a reason to go to before; the condom section. I stared at the shelf, ignorant of exactly I was looking for. I finally just picked up a blue box containing 3 and said something about being ribbed.
Totally embarassed, I walked to the cashier to make my purchase. I shoved the box in my jacket pocket and walked out. I got in the truck and realized that I forgot to buy something else to conceal my reason for the stop. I explained to Kay that they didn’t have the kind of tea I had wanted.
Neither of us wanted to go straight home, so we decided to explore the town we had lived in our entire lives.
“I just want you to know that last night was great, Bret.” She said. I blushed and half of me didn’t want to believe her. I couldn’t have lasted 45 minutes…but it was my first time. And besides…what did she have to compare me to? That jerk that got to her first?
“Well…you know…that’s why they call me Dr. Love.” I joked.
“I’m so horny.” Kay said, ending our playful banter.
“How do you think I feel?” I asked.
“…and of course my dad is home.” she said.
“And my parents could come back at any time.” I pointed out.
“God. Why don’t we just do it here?” She asked. This surprised me, as I assumed by “here” she meant driving down main street.
“Not HERE, here” she said, “I mean in the truck.”
I thought this was a fabulous idea. I quickly agreed.
Now in such a small town, you’d think it’d be easier to find a secluded spot. No such luck.
Luckily, from my years of hunting, I knew several hidden spots in the country where we’d be free to do whatever we pleased.
We headed out of town and turned onto some less-travelled roads. I finally made it to my turn off. With the snow on the ground, I knew it’d be wise to pop the truck into 4 wheel drive.
We crunched through the snow and made our way around the corner into a big clearing, totally hidden by row after row of pine trees.
“Nice.” she said.
With that, I raised the middle consel and allowed Kay to move closer. We kissed passionately for a few moments and Kay removed her black sweater. I took off my jacket and threw it in the back seat. Taking this break from kissing, I leaned my seat all the way back.
When I turned back to Kay, she had also removed her jeans, revealing her light blue boyshorts. Kay moved over and straddled me. We kissed again and I subconsciously started bucking my hips into her.
Kay began to grind her groin into mine and leaned down to kiss me. I ran my hands up her back and, after some failed attempts, removed her bra. Her breasts bounced out and were inches from my face. I seized this opportunity to raise my head and engulf her nipple. I felt it become hard in my mouth as my tongue ran across it.
Somewhere between my sucking and flicking, Kay had undone my belt, button and zipper. Her hands scrambled and sprang my cock from its prison. With both hands, she encircled my shaft, tugging slowly.
Releasing my deathgrip of her nipple, I ran my hands up and down her sides. I was ready to fuck.
Due to our inconvenient quarters, I decided to just move her panties to one side. Taking away the last barrier from my prize, I began to line up.
“Wait.” she said. I froze, terrified. What had I done wrong?
“Better get those condoms out.” she smirked.
“How’d you know?” I asked.
She smiled and reached into the backseat, fumbling around for the jacket pocket. She reached in, grabbed the box, opened it up, pulled one out, ripped it open and slid it down my shaft.
Now, fully prepared to go, I lined myself up once more. I ran my cock along her gorgeous slit. From my position, Kay was in total control. She eased herself down and let out a small moan of pleasure. I was back in Heaven.
Kay rocked herself back and forth a few times and began to swivel around on me. I ran my hands from her back to her ass. I inserted each of my hands into her panties underneath her legs. Using my ability, I helped lift Kay up and down my slick pole.
Kay brought her hands to the front and dug her nails into my t shirt covered chest. With each ram, my hands clasped tighter and tighter onto her ass.
Kay brought herself down to lay on top of me. I had a strange sense of De Ja Vu as she started kissing my neck and moving her hips up and down ever so slightly. From here, I hugged her big and began pumping myself in and out of her. God, how I loved this girl.
Kay sat up and leaned back. I reached up and took both of her breasts into my hands. I squeezed hard as Kays breathing increased.
Suddenly, as if going into convulsions, Kays body began to rock and she let out a long moan. She collapsed on my chest. I felt a strange mixture of pride and disppointment. I had brought her to an orgasm, but I was still not relieved.
“How was that?” Kay asked with a slight giggle.
“Well…honestly, I’m not done.” I said.
“Oh. Well come on.” she said.
Kay slipped off of me and moved to the passenger side. She finally removed the blue panties that had been obstructing my full pleasure. As she went to climb back on, I stopped her and instructed her to try to get on all fours for me. It was a tight and awkward fit, but we made it work.
Kay, with her ass and slit just inches from me, was ready to do whatever was required to please me. Letting my horniness get the best of me, I removed the condom.
I moved closer and my cock inserted with no problem thanks to her juices. I gave her ass a firm slap and started pumping myself in and out. Just as I had wanted to do earlier, I was fucking her from behind.
Although I had won the battle of not cumming too quickly with her earlier, ultimately, with the feeling of my naked cock assualting her pussy, I would soon lose this war.
The familiar tug hit in my balls. After a few more dangerous pumps, I removed my cock and set it in the smooth crack of her ass. Stream after stream coated her back. She looked beautiful as her back glistened in the sunlight.
I sat down and regained my composure. I reached in my dash and grabbed some napkins which I used to clean my love slave off. Kay sat up and started to get dressed. I began to fiddle with my own pants and once Kay got her sweater over her head securely, we were off.
Our trip home was highlighted by our intimate hand holding.
We pulled in my drive and Kay leaned over and gave me a long, hard kiss.
She exited and started to her house. I looked down into her seat and saw the light blue panties. I rolled my window down.
“Kay! You missing something?” I asked, waving them around.
“Whoops. Looks like now you have a reason to come over later.” she smiled and disappeared through her doorway.
I looked at the panties and smiled to myself. Doesn’t this girl know I already have a reason to come over?

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Dormitory Roommates

It was my freshman year in college, and I lived in the men’s dorms. I was paired up with my roommate just because we were both a little older (22) than most of the other freshmen. Also, we were both pretty studious, and didn’t get into the party scene very much.
It was a tiny room with two beds, two desks and a micro-closet where we piled our clothes. There was no place for privacy in the room, so it was common to see one another in some state of undress. We were both modest to some degree–we didn’t sit around nude, but often in just our underwear.
I have always slept in the nude, and each night I slipped off my underwear before I got into bed.
I should say at this point that I am a serial masturbator. Ever since that time when I was 12 and discovered how good it felt to touch my penis, I’ve been hooked. I love to masturbate, sometimes daily, and I still find exquisite pleasure in it.
One evening, during the first week of the semester, after we had turned out the lights, I was lying in bed, wide awake, holding my erection and trying to jack off as quietly as possible. My knees propped up the blanket and formed a little tent where I could quietly stroke myself. The closer I got to cumming, my breathing became more rapid, and even though I tried to keep it all quiet and control my breathing, I wasn’t very successful.
I could hear a movement from my roommate’s bed, and he asked, “are you beating off?”. There was no denying it. “Yes,” I answered, stopping mid-stroke. There was a long pause. I was so close to cumming. Should I continue? What to do?
Then he said something that I did not expect at all. “Can I watch?” I was mortified at being busted jacking off, but I was incredibly excited by the thought of someone watching me masturbate. “Yes,” I replied, and he turned on the reading light over his bed and pulled back his covers. He slept in his boxer shorts, but I could see his erection pushing out the fabric of his underwear and starting to poke out of the fly.
He sat down on the edge of my bed and I pulled aside the blanket that was covering me. Although my cock had lost some of its hardness, I still had a firm hold on it and I was watching his face. Very slowly, I started to move my hand again up along the shaft of my penis. By that time, I could see that his own erect penis had worked its way through the open fly of his underwear. It was hard; the veins stood out on the sides, and the glans had swollen.
That is when I did something that surprised me then, and still does today. It was an impulse, but I wanted to touch it. I wanted to feel its hardness in my hand. This was so unlike me. I never considered myself gay. I had a girlfriend and we had a very pleasing and active sex life. In fact, I had seen her that very morning and the memory of my cock buried deep inside her cunt, ejaculating my fluids into her wetness and warmth was fresh in my mind, but here I was, reaching over and placing my hand around another man’s cock.
It was so hot, it brought me to a heightened state of arousal. My head was spinning. What am I doing here?
My roommate responded to my touch with a deep moan, and he moved his hand over onto my penis. There we were, holding each other’s cocks and slowly stroking each other. His penis felt strange in my hand. It was bigger than mine, and his hardness made it curve up. His glans was swollen and he trembled when I touched it.
I tugged on his underwear and he stood up to remove them. I could see his scrotum, dark colored and shriveled so that his balls looked like a compact package pulled closed up to his body. His penis was hard and bounced as he pulled down his boxers. His pubic hair was dark and thick.
I moved over as he found a new position on the bed, leaning back against the wall. During all of this, we had not exchanged a word, but it was clear to both of us what we were going to do next. His hand found my penis and began to stroke it, slowly, with long, smooth movements. At the same time, I cupped his balls in my hand, and lightly touched that area behind the scrotum that I find so sensitive myself.
It didn’t take long for me to cum, an eruption of semen that sprayed all over my chest, and even splashed on my cheek. It was so intense, the orgasm sent me into spasms, and with each spasm, another load of cum would erupt from my penis and flow over his hand. During my climax, I held his penis, and once I had returned to my senses after my own orgasm, I began to stroke him, slowly at first, and then faster as he came closer to his own orgasm. I could feel it coming as his dick seemed to swell in my hand, and he groaned when long strings of semen began to spurt from him. It landed on his chest and flowed down his belly into the forest of pubic hair. We lay there for a while, breathing heavily and holding one another by our sexual organs, each of us covered in our juices.
After a few minutes, and, using his boxers, he cleaned himself up and slipped back into his bed, turning out the light. We still had not spoken, and I laid there in the dark thinking about what happened, what I did, what it means. As I replayed it in my mind, I started to get aroused again, and could feel my penis start to harden. There were still little puddles of cum on my belly. I rubbed my belly and and pubic area, covering my hand in semen, and then again started to stroke my hard on. I don’t know if my roommate was awake or listening, but I didn’t care. I didn’t cover myself or try to be quiet about what I was doing and worked myself into a splendid orgasm that was no secret from anybody in that room.

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My step daughter

This story is completely true. Only the names have been changed.
I had never really thought too much about my step daughter Meghan before, other than being her step dad and having the usual father duties. She was 9 when I married her mother and always was a cute pudgy girl. By the time she was 11 she already had very large breasts and was very curvy. She was always very bubbly and energetic, like most 11 year old girls. It was my responsibility to wake her and her brother up for school in the morning since their mother went to work very early. Meghan was a very hard sleeper and I usually had to go into her room and get right next to her before she heard me tell her to get up. She and her brother Justin, who was 3 years older than her, were always very close and spent a lot of time playing video games and discussing school and such. They were very protective of each other and neither one ever showed much interest in members of the opposite sex. I decided that was a good thing as it gave me less to have to worry about while trying to help raise teenagers.
By 12 Meghan was a full 36D and looked much older than her age. The first morning that I walked into her room to get her up for school and saw her laying in bed with no shirt on, caught me off guard. I couldn’t help but stare at this 12 year old girls large breasts and nice light brown/pinkish nipples. I saw laying on the floor next to her bed
, her night shirt and panties. The covers were pulled up to her naval but I knew right then she was not wearing anything at all. I took in the sights for a while longer, thinking about how nice those large firm breasts would feel in my hands. I decided I had better wake her up so she could get ready for school. I stepped back to her doorway and called her name loudly as to not totally embarrass her when she woke up. As soon as she moved and I knew she was awake, I stepped out of the room and closed the door.
Over the next few months, although I paid closer attention to what she was doing, there were no repeat incidents and I just felt fortunate to have that image forever in my memory. Then it happened, I again opened her door to wake her up for school and there she was, laying on the floor on her back with absolutely nothing on and no covers in sight. Once again there were those beautiful big breasts, which had only gotten larger and then my eyes followed her arm down to her hand which was laying on top of a nice short mound of black hair and her index finger was ever so slightly between the lips of that pretty little 12 year old pussy. I felt excited, nervous and guilty all at once but my cock just knew that what I saw was very hot! I was harder than I’d been in a long time. I took in the sight for a little bit longer this time getting close enough to get a very good look, then backed up and called her name until she woke up as I had done before.
Meghan was now 13 and I noticed that she was spending a lot more time in her room with her door closed. She also was telling Justin to go away a lot more when he came knocking on her door to see if she wanted to play a game. In addition she was taking very long showers. So long that her mother had to tell her that she needed to be quicker with them. One day shortly after that I heard the shower running for what seemed like a long time, so I went upstairs to try to be the good dad and remind her of what her mother had told her. As I approached the bathroom door I noticed that it was slightly opened just about ½” or so. I didn’t really think about it because I knew she was in the shower and it would just make it easier for her to hear me when I told her she needed to get out. When I got to the door, however, I saw through the opening that she wasn’t in the shower at all. She was standing in front of the mirror, naked, cupping her breasts in her hands and caressing the right nipple with her thumb. I instantly froze and got a huge lump in my throat as this was the first time I had seen her naked when she wasn’t sleeping. Her breasts were so big and round. They were very firm for being so large and she kept gently squeezing them. I watched for as long as I dared and then went to my room to release my hard cock from the constraints of my jeans. I stroked my cock vigorously but couldn’t stand to think that she was still in there naked and wondering what I was missing. I reluctantly put my cock back in my pants and quietly walked down the hall, The shower was still running but to my dismay she was no longer standing in front of the mirror, but as I got closer I could see her reflection in the mirror . She was on all fours on the floor with her hand between her legs, rocking back and forth and moaning. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing and I released my cock and stroked it while I was watching her…I couldn’t believe I was getting to watch my 13 year old step daughter masturbate while I was only a few feet away. I watched for what seemed like forever, until she slowed down her movements and stopped. I then quickly went to my room and came so hard it hurt. I now was very intent on paying very close attention to what she was doing and trying to see more.
Over the next few months she spent a lot of time in her room and I really wanted to see what was going on in there. She spent most of her time alone and would allow Justin to spend time with her a couple of evenings each week. I even started spending some time playing video games with her in her room, but I knew this wasn’t going to get me anywhere. I needed to figure out another way. Then suddenly my mother inlaw, who lived 1500 miles away called and said she needed my wife to help her after a surgery she was going to have in a couple of weeks. I knew this could be the chance I had been waiting for. She would be gone for about a week so I just needed a plan. Meghan’s room adjoined the closet in my bedroom so I decided to set up a hidden camera to see what was going on in there. The return air register was right on that wall so it worked perfectly. While she was at school I got it hooked up and aimed so I could see almost the entire room with the camera. Now I was ready.
That night as it was getting close to her bed time I told the kids I was tired and going to bed. I went in and turned the TV on to see what was going on in Meghan’s room. There she was laying on her bed fully clothed reading a book, all I had to do now was wait. After quite a while of watching her read, I dozed off. I’m not sure how long I slept but I woke up and saw her getting some things out of her drawer to get ready for bed…I was wide awake now, anxiously waiting. She then grabbed the things and walked out of her room and I heard the bathroom door shut. A few minutes later she reappeared already changed into her night shirt. She then turned off her light and climbed in bed, the night light was casting a dim light throughout the room as she fell asleep. What was the deal….I had never seen her go into the bathroom and change before, was she on to me or what. All I could now do was wait until morning.
The next morning I woke Meghan up a little bit early hoping that it would give me more time to watch her. I went back to my room and watched her get up and walk out of her room to the bathroom. A couple of minutes later she walked back in and proceeded to take off her night shirt….Ahhh….there they were again just as nice as I had remembered. Her nipples weren’t hard but very nice. She then took off her panties and proceeded to walk across the room to the hamper. I don’t think I took a single breath, just watching. She then pulled clothes from her drawer and dressed very quickly. That was it for this morning.
That night I couldn’t wait until bed time. I was there waiting and she once again grabbed her stuff and went to the bathroom. When she came back she had her night shirt on and all I could see was her hard nipples pressing against the fabric as she turned out the light. Now it was nearly pitch black in her room and I could barely make out her outline climbing into bed. She hadn’t even turned her night light on. I laid there disappointed and wondering at this point if my camera was going to help me out this week. Then suddenly I saw her sillouette start moving a little and then it moved a little more and then more. I realized that she was laying there masturbating and I wasn’t going to get to see it. I got hard as a rock thinking about it as I watched until she quit moving. I now knew that another day was gone and was expecting the next to be the same…..boy was I wrong.
The next day started out about the same as the previous one…She got up and I got to watch her change her clothes again….she spent a little bit more time getting dressed, rubbing her breasts a couple of times and bending over so I could get a good look at her big ass , but then off to school she went. When I got home that evening Justin was in Meghan’s room and they were laying on her bed with their hand held video games and talking and laughing as usual. I watched them on camera for a few minutes and then proceeded to go about my normal evening. When it got near bed time I went in and told Justin that he needed to go down to his room and let his sister sleep. He said okay and headed downstairs. I went to my room and proceeded to turn the TV on again..watching and hoping. Sure enough, in just a couple of minutes Meghan got undressed and sat on her bed..she was reading something and would occasionally play with one nipple briefly and then the other. After a short time, she got up and turned off her light and turned her night light on..climbing into bed naked. I laid in bed just watching until she pulled the covers up to her chin and went to sleep. I thought that was it until something I had never even thought about happened. I saw her bedroom door slowly opening and I wondered if she hadn’t closed it tightly and it was opening on it’s own.
Then I saw Justin creeping into the room on his hands and knees very slowly and quietly, dressed in only his sleep pants. I was totally taken aback and sprang up and started to walk towards my door to stop him, but then I stopped and decided to watch and see what was going on. By now Justin was 16 years old and was a pretty big kid..he was 6’ tall and a soccer player so he was in pretty good shape physically. I watched him slowly make his way to his sister’s bed. She was sound asleep and except for about half of her right breast was covered up with a sheet. When he got to her bed he proceeded to pull himself up until his head was even with her breasts and just inches away. He seemed nervous as he slowly pulled the covers down to expose his sisters huge breasts. He froze for a few minutes and just stared. I was still in disbelief as I watched..then he slowly placed his hand on her right breast and lowered his mouth to her nipple. He licked it briefly and then backed off as if waiting for a response from her. There was no response, she was still sound asleep. He once again took his hand and placed it on her breast and then the other hand on the other breast. He cupped and squeezed her breasts for quite a few minutes and was really enjoying himself, as was I. He appeared to be thinking about his next move at this point and started to slowly push the covers down to his sister’s thighs. As that beautiful black mound of fur was exposed he got weak in the knees and fell back away from her a little bit then quickly recovered and slowly moved his hand to touch it. He ran his fingers through through it slowly. As he moved her leg aside a little so he could slide his finger down between her legs he seemed to have changed his mind. He stopped and stood up and just looked at her, just staring at his sisters pussy. Then in one quick move he dropped his pants to the floor to expose his hard cock. He grabbed it and started stroking it…. watching his naked sister sleep. I was doing the same with mine. I knew he would probably be cumming soon as I was getting close myself. Then he must have made a decision, he reached down and spread Meghan’s legs apart, climbed up on the bed and put the head of his cock on her pussy lips. He struggled for a moment and then slowly entered her. Then with a jerk he slid the entire length of his cock into his sister’s pussy as she woke up, eye’s wide, screaming in pain and then yelling at him to get off of her. He jumped off and she asked him what the hell he was doing? She then looked down and saw blood and she told him to get out. He headed for the door and she stopped him and asked him to bring her a towel. He quickly returned with the towel and sat down on the edge of the bed. He told her he was sorry he hurt her and she apologized to him for screaming at him. As they talked and she calmed down she told him she had fantasized about him many times but never expected it to be while she was sleeping. She told him she wanted to touch “it” and he gladly agreed. She stroked his cock for only a short time before he blew his load all over her hand and tits. He seemed embarrassed and quickly slid his pants on…he looked at his sister briefly and then left the room.
She wiped herself clean with the towel and then laid her head back down on her pillow. I meanwhile was still trying to comprehend everything that I had just seen take place and was totally amazed that I had just watch my step daughter and step son have sex. I never told anyone, and I don’t know if anything like this happened after that night. I was just glad that I got to witness it.

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True Story

Michelle – Pool Party Pt 1 – Ch. 11

Hi, Michelle again. I just celebrated my thirty third birthday, but the stories I’m telling are from when I was just approaching fifteen, geeting ready to start my freshman year in high school.. The stories are all true, and I’m doing my best to tell them in the order in which they actually happened. (To the best of my memory.)
At the time, I was 5′ 5″ tall, and weighed 105 lbs. Medium length reddish blonde hair and blue-green eyes. My breasts had filled out to a nice, (although average), 36C. I had almost no waist, and a little tiny butt that my brother Ricky used to joke, “Looks like the ass of a ten year old.”
I had been touching myself for about a year, but just within the past week or two had become really aware of guys, (and now girls too), of sex, of penises. I was absolutely infatuated with penises, particularly when they grew big and hard. To watch one actually jerk and squirt was the ultimate turn on.
By the time this story unfolds, I had become a hopeless exhibitionist, marveling at how just the sight of me, (my body) could cause a guy to get big at hard. (At that time I still thought it was something special about me, not yet knowing that that’s just the way guys my age were.) Still, my ego, my self esteem, were soaring….thrilled that I had some sort of strange magical, mystical power over guys.
The following story takes place the Saturday before school was to start. My mom and dad were off to some kind of an all day company outing. (Picnic and golf I think.) My older brother Ricky (17 yrs old) had invited some of his friends over for a pool party and cook out, and this is how the story of the day unfolds.
This is a long, long story…about a long…long day…will have to be told in several parts…but…
If there is one single day in my entire history that will stay with me all of my life…this is the day!
So here we go…
The Pool Party – Part One
I awoke slowly, realizing that one of my hands was down inside my panties. It seemed like this was becoming a daily thing. My finger began idly teasing up and down my lips as my mind wandered back over the incredible series of events of the past few days…seeing my brother stroking himself…jerking…squirting. Spreading myself and touching myself in front of him…the time with our neighbor Jeff…the movie…I slid a finger up inside of me as I remembered all the things I had seen people doing on the video…the sleepover at Jennifer’s…us exploring each…her toys…us licking each other…tasting each other.
Without even thinking about it, I pulled my finger out of me and brought it up to my nose, inhaling deeply. I pushed it into my mouth, licking and sucking, savoring the taste…remembering the taste of Jennifer’s pussy. I pushed it back inside my panties and began teasing my clit. My finger started moving faster and faster as all of these sexy images kept flashing through my mind, and in a matter of minutes, I had treated myself to a warm, delicious morning come.
I stretched and yawned as my breathing returned to normal, and, rolling out of bed, started down the hall toward the bathroom. As I passed Ricky’s room, I idly noticed that he wasn’t in bed, but his bed wasn’t made yet either, meaning he was still in the house somewhere.
I reached the bathroom and went in, lifting the toilet seat. I lowered my panties and sat down. As I released my stream, I looked down…and gasped!
The wet spot in my panties was huge! I mean, very big, very dark, and very wet looking! My God it looked like I had peed my panties. I wondered just how many times I had made myself come during the night!
As my stream slowed to a stop, I leaned forward and tugged them off my feet. I reached for the tissue and wiped, then flushed, standing and lowering the toilet lid.
I retriebed my panties from the floor and started back toward my room. On the way, I brought my panties up to my face, and, pressing the big wet spot against my nose, inhaled deeply. It smelled like…it smelled like…it smelled like…well…me!
I tossed them on the bed, and started for the kitchen, now wearing only my nightshirt. My brother Ricky was in his usual place, sitting at the table, drinking his coffee and looking at the newspaper. Just as usual, he was both bare-chested and barefooted, wearing only a pair of boxers.
I did my usual, walking up behing him and putting my hands across his shoulders and down onto his chest. I started lightly teasing his nipples. (He absolutely loves that!)
They became hard as rocks as I leaned and whispered in his ear, “So how’s big brother this morning?”
He mumbled something or other in reply, but didn’t move. I continued caressing his nipples as I looked down at his boxers, expecting to see the usual twitch or two of his penis.
Not this time…nothing.
“What’s the matter?” I whispered coyly. “Is our little friend still sleeping?”
Still no reply, so I grew bolder. I ran one hand down his front and gave him a gentle squeeze through his shorts. This time I got a twitch…or two.
I started squeezing him in a slow gentle rythm.
“But bro,” I pouted, “aren’t you happy to see me?”
I gave his penis a firmer squeeze and was rewarded when I could feel it start to swell and grow in my grip.
I hissed in his ear, “Well maybe you’re not happy to see me, but a certain part of you seems to be quite pleased.”
I squeezed a bit harder and was thrilled to feel it grow bigger and start to harden.
I continued my rythm, feeling him growing. He still had said absolutely nothing, so I whispered in his ear, “Don’t you like this? What’s the matter?”
Although his penis was now rock hard and throbbing, he just sighed and let out a long breath.
“Sis…it feels great. I’m just not sure I want to do this again.”
“Do what?” I asked him, somewhat confused.
“well…um…,” he stammered. “You know…have you…watch me…while I…”
Everything was all of a sudden crystal clear. He thought this was going to be another tease session, another mutual masturbation show. Time to let him know what I really had in mind.
I pushed my other hand down into his lap, and peeled back the flaps covering the opening in his boxers. I reached in and pulled his penis clear. “God,” I though to myself, staring at it, big, hard, proud, “It really is beautiful.”
I started a slow, gentle, up and down motion as I whispered in his ear, “Relax bro…it’s my turn.”
I continued my stroking, speeding up my rythm as I heard his breathing become heavy.
“You got something in here for me?” I hissed seductively, giving his penis a firm squeeze for added emphasis.
I returned to my stroking motion, speeding up slightly, and I thought I could feel him start to buck his hips against my hand. I tightened my grip and started moving my hand faster.
He was panting now, and the bucking motion of his hips was unmistakable.
With a loud groan he froze, jerked, and squirted.
“Oh my God!” I thought to muself, “I actually did it!” I watched as he squirted a second and then a third time, then collapsed back in the chair.
I continued slowly stroking and gently squeezing his penis as I felt it start to soften. As his breathing returned to normal, my gaze remained on his penis. As I squeezed again, I could see one last drop of cream right at the tip of his ltitle pee hole.
I reached up on the table and grabbed a napkin. Wiping the drop from his hole, I looked at him and mimicked the voice he had used with me the very first time. “Gotta make sure I got it all so you don’t drip…”
He just stared at me, stunned for a moment, saying nothing. The his face broke into an impossibly wide grin as he chuckled, “Gotta hand it to you sis, you’re a real quick learner.”
I smiled at him impishly, “Or maybe I just had a real good teacher…?”
He grinned again as I released his penis. I turned and walked to the fridge, getting a glass of milk and a muffin. Returning to the table, I sat opposite him.
“Today’s your pool party cook out thing isn’t it?” I asked conversationally, knowing damn well that it was. I’d been plotting this day for a week!
“Yeah,” he replied. “No big deal. Just some of the guys coming over and we’re gonna hang at the pool, throw some burgers on the grill, and kind of party. It’s the last weekend before school starts.”
“Just guys?” I asked coyly. “No girls?”
“Nah, not this time,” he replied.
“Not going to be problem if Jennifer stops over later?” I inquired.
He gave me a kind of a wierd look as he replied, “Shouldn’t be…”
“So how many pen…er…guys…did you invite?” Inwardly, I was laughing hysterically. I’d almost asked him, “How many penises did you invite?”
“I think maybe eight or ten,” he replied, then added, “But I’m not sure everybody will show.”
“So what time does the big party start?” I asked.
“Not sure about that either, he replied. “I told the guys it was kind of an all day thing, to come on over any time, buit I know some of them got stuff they gotta do today…so I’m really not sure when anybody’s gonna show up.”
I finished my muffin and stood to leave. As I walked out the kitchen door, I had a sudden thought. Maybe a little naughty…maybe a LOT naughty, but I was already trying to get in the proper mood for the rest of the day.
I stopped and turned around, heading back to the table to stand next to him
“Hey bro,” I started. “Could I ask your opinion on something?”
“Sure,” he replied, looking up at me. “What’s up?”
I lifted my right foot up and placed in on the table right in front of him. I pulled up on my nightshirt as I saw his eyes automatically drop to stare between my legs. I reached down and using just the tips of two fingers, spread my lips open. In this position, I was competely spread, my gaping pussy just inches from his face.
“Do you think it would look sexy if I shaved my pussy?”
He stared directly up into me, saying nothing. I just stood there, lewdly displaying myself as a few seconds ticked by. I could feel the warm rush flowing through me.
“Well?” I prompted a few seconds later. “What do you think?”
I could feel myself starting to grow moist as he continued to stare.
“Well,” he finally stammered, “yeah, kinda…”
“What do you mean kinda?” I asked impishly. “You mean kinda sexy, as opposed to really really sexy?”
“No…” he rasped. “I mean you should kinda shave it.”
“What do you mean kinda shave it?” I asked with a chuckle. “You either shave or you don’t!”
I knew I was really getting wet now, relishing my brother’s gaze, riveted to my wantonly displayed pussy. I wondered if he could smell me.
“Well…you know…you got to leave a little bit…”
“Come on bro,,,help me out here. What do you mean?”
“At the top,” he stammered.
“Don’t tell me,” I murmured suggestively. “Show me…”
I grabbed his arm and brought his hand up between my legs. He extended his middle finger and reached for me. He drew a small circle right at the top of my slit.
Even though he had come not more than a few minutes ago, I swear I saw a twitch in his boxers.
“Leave this alone…shave the rest.”
“Why not shave it all bare?” I asked curiously.
“Cuz your pussy will look like you’re six years old.”
BINGO!
That’s what was wrong with the movie! All the actresses were shaved to one extent or another, but only a couple of them were completely bare. At the time, I thought completely bare was not very sexy, but didn’t really know why. That was it! Shaved completely bare their pussies looked like they might have been the pussies of a small child.
I didn’t want to be a small child! I didn’t want to be a little girl! I wanted the guys to look at me like a grown woman!
These thoughts flashed through my mind in an instant, while I continued to let Ricky feast his eyes on my open display.
Knowing what I was going to do, I pulled my foot off the table. I stood, blew a quick kiss in his ear, and whispered, “Thanks bro.” as I left the room.
I returned to my room, grabbed a pair of scissors out of my drawer, and headed to the bathroom. I didn’t think Ricky would be coming up the stairs anytime soon, but I left the door open anyhow, just on the chance he would want to watch me. I was idly wondering if a guy would think it sexy to watch a girl shave herself.
I pulled the wastebasker over in front of the counter and looked down at myself in the mirror. I put one foot on either side of the wastebasket, placing my pussy directly over the top of it, and picked up the scissors.
I never had very much hair down there, and could see my lips peeking through what little bit there was. I started snipping the sparse strands, wanting to cut them as close as possible, but not wanting to take a chance on nicking myself, particularly not today.
I watched as the golden strands drifted down into the wastebasket, and within a few minutes, all that remained, except for the tuft at the top, was stubble.
I turned and started the water for the shower, adjusting the temperature a couple of times, and climbed in. I squirted a few drops of the body wash gel into my stubble, and rubbed it vigorously until a nice lather had formed. I picked up my razor and started the process of turning my stubble into smooth, bare skin. That took only a couple of minutes, and then I quickly did my legs and under my arms.
I lathered and rinsed my hair, and picked up the body wash. I quickly cleaned myself from head to toe, and was about to turn off the water when I had another idea. today was the pool party, and I wanted to be squeaky clean, inside and out.
But I also knew that all the attention I had paid to my pussy, the scissors, my fingertips, the lather, the razor…had me just turned on enough that if I wanted to clean myself inside…and stay clean…I was going to have to come again first.
I reached for the hand held shower head, and removed it from it’s wall bracket. I adjusted the head from “spray” to “pulse”. I squatted down on my haunches, spreading my knees apart. I reached down with one hand and used two fingers to spread my lips wide apart. I brought the shower head up between my legs and aimed it so the pulsing water was hitting directly on my clit. I rocked back and forth slowly, adjusting the distance from the shower head to my magic button until it felt just perfect. It was only a matter of a few moments until I felt the familiar surge rushing through me, and in a few more seconds had treated myself to another wonderful early morning come. I stood and replaced the shower head in it’s bracket.
Although I didn’t own a proper douche, I had the manual finger/soap method pretty much down to a science. I inserted the tube of body wash all the way up inside my pussy, then withdrew it slowly, squeezing gently as I did. Replacing the tube with two of my fingers, I began moving them, in and out, around and around, wiggling them, twisting and turning them, until I was sure I had reached every single spot that I possibly could.
I grabbed the shower head again, adjusting the flow from “pule” to “jet”. Squatting down, I once more used two fingers on one hand to spread my lips wide. I brought the jet right up close until I could feel the water rushing up inside of me. I gave it a minute or two until the water flowing back out of me was no longer a sudsy froth, but had turned clear.
Returning the head to it’s wall bracket, I reached for the tube of body wash, and, turning, inserted the tip inside my little back hole. I squeezed a small amount of the gel up inside me, and then added a dab to the tip of my middle finger. Placing the tube on the soap dish, I reached around behind me and pushed the tip of my finger up against my tiny opening. I pushed a bit harder, and felt myself relax back there and allow my fingertip to enter. I continued pushing until I had my finger all the way up inside me, and then began wiggling, twisting, and rotating it, then finally pumping it in and out. After a minute or two of this, I reached again for the shower head, and, turning around, bent all the way over. I brought the head right up against my back hole, and in a few seconds, felt the water rushing up inside me. Looking back between my legs, I knew now to expect the water flowing back out of me to start as kind of a murky brown, so wasn’t surprised or grossed out when that’s what I saw. Within a minute or two, the brown color disappeared and the water running out of me was clear.
I straightened, adjusting the head back from “jet” to “spray”, and gave myself a final rinse. Stepping from the shower, I towled myself dry quickly. I grabbed the electric toothbrush and did my teeth, then spent a couple of minutes under the blow dryer. All the time I stood in front of the mirror, I was looking at my newly shaved pussy, trying to decide if I thought it looked sexy. I even tried putting one foot up on the counter, spreading my lips with my fingers, but just couldn’t get a real good view. All this time my mind was racing…thinking forward to the pool party…all those guys…all those PENISES!
I returned to my room, already feeling extrmemly naughty, just thinking about all the possibilities the rest of the day was going to bring.
I picked up the yellow bikini I had carefully chosen as today’s “costume”. Two days earlier, I had carefully used a scissors to cut out the interior liner from both the top and the bottom, so I knew the only thing covering me would be the thin nylon.
I put on the top, pulling the string up over my head until I felt the bow at the back of my neck. I adjusted the two tiny triangles of material so they covered my nipples, (but not much else), and reached between my breasts, tying the connecting string in a tiny bow.
I stepped over to full height mirror to check out my “look”. I liked it. With the interior liner removed, the thin nylon covering my nipples molded itself against them, making very clear their outline and shape. I tweaked and pinched my nipples for a couple moments, feeling them grow and harden. I thought it looked pretty hot and was pretty sure it would get the guys’ attention. I looked down at my newly shaved pussy and had a sudden idea. I pulled the miror over next to my bed and hopped up. I laid back, bringing my knees up and pressing them against my breasts. I spread my knees far apart. Looking down between them, I gazed at the reflection of my near naked pussy staring back at me in the mirror. My little tiny back hole was clearly visible just below it.
I moved my hands down and used my fingertips to spread my lips. “Wow…” I thought as I looked at my inner pink, “that really does look sexy.”
All kinds of wicked thoughts were running through my mind as I heard brother Ricky coming up the stairs.
I swiveled slightly so my naked spread pussy was aimed directly at the door to my room, keeping my legs up and my knees tight against my breasts.
“Hey Ricky,” I called out as I heard him approach down the hall. “C’mere and tell me what you think.”
I maintained my obscene pose as he rounded the corner and came throught the door.
He froze.
I swear his jaw dropped a foot, and he just stood there…looking…staring.
“Well!” I asked.
“Um…well…” he stuttered.
“How can you tell from way over there? Come on over here and take a close look. I really need to know what you think.”
He approached my bed like a man in a slow motion movie, his eyes never leaving the sight of my lewdly displayed holes.
He stopped at the foot of my bed and murmured, “It looks OK…it looks good…real good,” he finally managed to rasp out.
“I don’t want it to look good,” I pouted. “I want it to look sexy…does it?” I rocked my hips suggestively.
“Sis,” he replied, “It looks VERY sexy…how does it feel?”
“It doesn’t feel any different,” I admitted. “Although it does sort of sting a bit.”
“You need to put some aftershave on it,” he replied quickly.
“Aftershave?” I asked.
“Yeah,” he answered, “just like I use on my face. It’ll kinda sting for a few seconds, but then it’ll feel fine. Besides,” he added, “in addition to taking the hurt away, it’ll prevent you from getting razor rash.”
I thought quickly.
“Oh,” I said, and then feigning disappointment quickly added, “And here I thought you would just kiss it and make it all better.” I rocked my hips again.
I swear his jaw dropped even further as he just stood there, frozen, staring at my lewdly displayed holes.
“Well?” I whispered huskily.
He hesitated a moment longer, then lowered himself to his knees in front of me. His mouth was now just inches away from my spread pussy. His face…his eyes…his nose…his mouth. He just sat there for a moment…looking…staring…The expression on his face was like that of a man dying of thirst…who had just been offered a jug of ice water. I could feel my juices starting to flow…anticipating…
I rocked my hips lewdly one more time. “I’m waiting…” I croaked.
He moved his face even closer to me and I could see his mouth open, then his tongue protrude from between his lips. I could feel his hot breath washing across me. I was really getting wet now, and wondered if he could smell me.
He leaned furthur forward and I felt the first delicious moment as his tongue made contact with my lips. I gasped.
He pushed his tongue up inside of me, and began quickly moving it in and out. I could feel his hot breath wash over me as his tongue continued to probe my now dripping hole. My breathing quickened as I thought to myself, “God, it’s like he’s trying to screw me with his tongue.”
This continued for several moments and I felt the familiar warm glow spreading through me. “My God,” I thought, “The very first time a guy has licked me…and it’s my own brother!” I thought back to my first experience with Jennifer, and how her tongue had felt.
But I was getting more and more turned on. My hips started rocking back and forth in rythm with his tongue. It was like my pussy was trying to suck more of his tongue up inside of me.
He was almost panting now, trying to drive his tonge deeper and deeper. It felt wonderful, but it wasn’t what I wanted. I thought again about how Jennifer had licked me.
“Wait,” I whishpered hoarsely.
I reached down and used my fingertips to spread my lips at the very top, exposing the hood covering my clit.
“There,” I hissed. “Use your tongue…lick me…right there…”
He leaned forward eagerly and began lashing my clit.
“Stop!” I almost croaked. “Ricky…you have to be gentle…VERY gentle.”
He leaned back forward and started a slow, gentle, tantalizing torture of my clit. Up and down…side to side…around in circles…
His tongue was driving me crazy. My hips were now bucking out of control and I found I was actually thrusting myslef against his tongue.
My breathing grew harsh…my chest heaving…my hips thrusting.
The tingles and flashes were rapidly spreading through me and I felt my orgasm approaching.
He stopped and leaned back.
“What?” I cried, almost in a panic…I was so close.
“Nothing sis,” he murmured, “You taste great.”
“Why are you stopping…?” I asked, almost pleading.
“Well…I thought…I mean…um…” he stammered.
I grabbed a handful of his hair and pulled his face back between my legs. “You can’t stop now! You can’t leave me like this…” I was desperate.
He started again his delicious torture of my clit, and within moments I was right back on the verge of coming.
I was panting openly now…hips thrusting wildly.
“Faster,” I hissed. “Ricky…I’m so close.”
His tongue movements immediately increased, and I could feel my juices dripping out of me as he continued pummeling my hardened clit.
“Ricky,” I croaked, “put a finger in me.”
His tongue never missed a beat as I felt him push a finger deep up inside my channel.
It sent me over the edge.
Chest heaving, I felt like I couldn’t breathe. My head tossed wildly side to side as I started shrieking, “Ricky…now…now…Ricky…coming…coming…COMING.”
Spasm after spasm after spasm racked my body as this incredible orgasm took complete control of me. I jerked, twitched, arched. Every muscle in my body tensed…let go…tensed again..let go.
When the spasms finally started to subside, I collapsed on the bed…breathless…exhausted. “God what a come!” I thought to myself.
As my breathing began returning to normal, I looked down between my spread legs at my brother’s face. His lips, cheeks, and jaw were glistening with my juices, but he seemed oblivious, just sitting there with a very self satisfied grin on his face.
I thought back to our session earlier in the morning and hit him with his own line. “Well bro, I will say…you are a quick learner.”
He hit me right back, never missing a beat. Smiling impishly, he replied, “Or maybe I just had good teacher.”
We sat there for several moments, not moving…not speaking.
Finally I looked at him and whispered, “It’s OK now, bro…”
“What’s OK?” he asked, a quizzical look on his face.
“You can take your finger out of me…”
(To Be Continued…)

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Jason & I: Our First Time

This is my first story. Positive and negative comments are welcome. If you guys like then maybe I’ll write a Part 2 (: First off, I want to apologize if this story is too short. Secondly, since this story was too short I had to press enter a bunch of times so I could have 5000 characters. So sorry if there’s a huge space at the bottom.

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Surprize for brother 3

The knock at the door startled both of us. More her than I. This being the first time she had ever done anything like this, she was so afraid that her husband would find out. We both jumped up and I put my panties and shirt back on. She grabbed her pants and her shirt and ran (like I have never seen anyone run before) to the bathroom. I didn’t bother with putting my pants on before answering the door. I looked out the window and seen that it was the mailman and that he had a package under one arm. This particular mailman had been giving me the eye for quite some time. It wasn’t hard to see that he wanted me in the worst of ways. There were several times that I had waited for him at my mailbox in a pair of my skin tight jeans and a very see through blouse. I knew what he wanted and I loved to tease the hell out of him.
I opened the door in nothing more than my very sheer panties and a very tight fitting tank top. He was so shocked he almost fell over backwards off of the porch. I asked him, “Do you have something for me?” He just stood there, his eyes popping out of his head. “Cat got your tongue?” I asked. It was all he could do to pull his eyes off of my crotch and look me in the eye. When he finally did, he said, “Excuse me, did you say something?” I jokingly told him that indeed I had been carrying on a one sided conversation for the past five minutes while he was memorizing what my pussy looked like through my sheer panties. He turned beet red and apologised profusely. I playfully asked him, ” Do you like what you see?” He imediately answered back, ” What man in their right mind wouldn’t!” I told him that I knew of one… “My ex-husband.”
“I see that you have a couple of packages there for me. What do I have to do to got you to give them to me?” I asked. “I only have one package here for you.” Was his answer.
I told him that I seen the one under his arm that he was holding, and I also said, ” I also see the nice package that you are carrying between your legs that developed shortly after I opened the door.” Again his face turned beet red. (I was loving this) “So, which package will be easiest to open?” I asked. He just stood there and didn’t say a word. He was speechless and I was enjoying the hell out of it! I then placed my right hand inside my panties and got my fingers all wet. I then pulled my hand out and rubbed my wet fingers on his upper lip just under his nose. He smiled and I asked him, ” Did that wake you up? You looked like you were in a trance so I gave you a wiff of my personal smelling salts.” He started stuttering and finally got out the words, ” I have to say this, You are the most beautiful woman on my route and by far the sexiest woman I have ever seen!” I asked him If he thought that by saying something like that would help him to get in my panties. Before he could answer I said, ” Because I was willing to let you into them weeks ago!”
Thats when he told me that he was married. I sarcasticly asked him, ” So… Do you bring your wife with you on the route?” He let out a little laugh and said, ” If I did, after this, I would be DEAD meat!” I asked why he thought that. Both of us looked down at the buldge in his pants at the same time. I told him that he had done nothing wrong except to deliver a package that has taken him (so far) almost ten minutes to hand over to me. He apologised and handed me the package. When he gave it to me, I gave him a seductive little smile and said, ” I know exactly what this is and because I have seen the other package you have in your pants, I can put this to use right away and if you want to know a secret, my sister in law is hiding in my bathroom right now and I plan to use it on her.” Again I thought his eyes were going to pop right out of his head!
” I know you’re busy delivering mail and all but, do you have a couple extra minutes? If you want, you can come into the kitchen and hide. Then you could watch my sister in law and I have some fun. You have to be really quiet though. If she knew you were here she would freak out!” It didn’t take him long to agree to that idea, so I let him into the kitchen and told him not to peak around the corner until he heard us moaning. I then went down the hall to the bathroom, and through the door I told my sis in law that the coast was clear and to get naked and come on out and finish what we had started. I heard her giggle and say, ” I’ll be right out.”
She came out of the bathroom completely naked and danced her way over to where I was sitting on the couch. She asked who was at the door. I explained that it was the mailman and that he had dropped off the package I had been waiting for. “What was it?” She asked. I said, ” Well, lets open it up and find out.” When the package came open and she could see what it was, HER eyes nearly popped out of her head! With awe and wonder in her voice she said, ” I have heard about those but, had never seen one until now!” Excitedly she asked, ” Are we going to use it?” I said, ” We most certainly are. Now you will be able to find out what love making is like from the MANS point of view.” She let out a loud moan and shouted, “Oh My GOD, I just came!” She didn’t have to tell me, I seen her juices squirt out of her pussy and I began to feel an orgasm welling up inside me. After I was done cumming I put on the Strap-on dildo and was amazed at how extremely sexy it made me feel. Along with the fact that there was a man watching us and she didn’t know about it. Once I got it all sinched up nice and tight, she immediately started fingering herself in a feverish pitch. She told me, ” You look so beautiful standing there. You are so gorgeous and I am so turned on looking at you and your cock! Let me have it! Come here and fuck me right now!” She laid back on the couch and spread her legs as wide as she could. I climbed on top of her and put the head of my new cock into her totally drenched slit. Without wasting any time, she grabbed my ass and pulled me into her in one FAST motion. Her hungry pussy eagerly gobbled up all eight inches of it! She was moaning and groaning, twisting and bucking beneath me. Her eyes were rolled back in complete extacy.
I looked over my shoulder and wasn’t surprised to see the mailman vigorously jacking off. I could tell he was about to cum so I said, ” Wouldnt you rather have a mouth to catch that in than to let it fall on the floor?” My sis in law said, ” No, just keep fucking me!” She actually thought I was talking to her! LOL! She didn’t even open her eyes.
The mailman walked over to th back of the couch. Facing me, I sucked every inch of his manhood into my mouth and let him fuck my mouth for all he was worth. My sis in law didn’t even know he was there! She was too into the fucking she was getting from me and never seen him. After about two minutes he shot his hot love goo into my mouth. He tasted so amazing! Without swallowing I placed my index finger up to my lips as to say, ” Sssshhhh.” I then waved goodbye to him and watched as he pulled up his pants and quietly let himself out the door. Once the door was shut I began kissing my hot little fuck partner. When the cum started running from my mouth to hers she gasped and her eyes got HUGE but, she didn’t try to pull away. She eagerly took every drop I offered to her! She then let out a scream, I pulled my strap on cock out of her and she let loose a flood of cum that completely soaked both of us and the couch!
She layed there breathing very heavy, not moving a muscle, not saying a word for what seemed an eternity. I actually think that her orgasm made her pass out! When she finally did speak she said, ” That was UNDOUBTEDLY the best fuck I have EVER had!” I told her that I was glad she enjoyed it. Then she said, ” I have a question. Where did you get the cum from?” I tried to act all innocent and pretend I didn’t know what she was talking about. “I’m not stupid. I know what a mans cum tastes like and your mouth was full of it when you kissed me.” I asked her, ” Did you like it?” She said, ” Of course I liked it. Where did you get it?” So I told her… ” From the same guy I got this cock from. The mailman. He was watching us fuck from the kitchen.” In a shocked tone, she said, ” Oh My GOD! Are you serious? You have the same mailman that I do and I have fantasized about how big his cock might be and having it in my mouth!” I then told her that when I noticed that he was jacking off I told him to come over and cum in my mouth. “You didn’t even hear me say it to him because you were totally into getting a womans cock rammed into you. While I was fucking you I sucked his balls dry. After he snuck out the door I kissed you.”
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I miss her so much

In general, my sexual experience has been quite ordinary and unadventurous. In my late 40s I was lucky enough to become intimate with a woman 25 years my junior. Sadly, after a LOT of good times, she left for the other side of the world to pursue her studies. She brought to our sexual adventures an enthusiasm I had never experienced before, or since. 95 percent of this story is based on reality, I am so glad to say!

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International BJ

This experience happened with my ex, Justin. We broke up a month before, and this was the first time we hooked up since. This happened on a high school class trip in Europe. For nearly a year, I had wanted to be roommates with him on the trip, and this story is exactly why.

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21st Birthday

This is our second story, but this time it is from my husband’s point of view – honestly because I cannot remember most of it. It was my twenty-first birthday a couple days ago, and we celebrated downtown…
The night started with me making my wife a strong mixed drink – she finished that and for every shot I took at the house, she took two. We planned to just have a fun night, but she wore a low cut shirt with a short black skirt that hugged all her curves. She wore tights and these black heels that made her about four inches taller. Walking to the car, I realized how far past tipsy she was, because she flashed me, with out me asking.
When we got to the first bar we immediately to the bar and ordered two drinks. I couldn’t help but notice how good her black hair contrasted against the pale skin of her tits. Her hair is long, more than half way down her back and it falls perfectly. I wished her a happy birthday and told her I loved her; she whispered into my ear
“I’ll do anything you tell me to, right now.”
I told her to go to the bathroom and take her tights off; when she came back I had another shot waiting for her. She threw it back, and I took her out on the dance floor. She guided me to the corner, unzipped my pants and started to jerk me off. After about two minutes, I told her she had to stop or I would risk ruining her skirt and embarrassing myself on her birthday. She looked me in the eye and told me she wanted to fuck right then. She turned around, pulled her skirt up to where her lips where hanging out, you could see the line through her panties. I didn’t realize her skirt was that high until I looked up and saw three guys trying not to stare. I slowly pulled it down a little, to where it was still high but you could not actually see anything anymore. I pulled my dick out, and slowly eased it in… She was so ready, it slid right in. No one noticed, because it looked like she was just dancing. I looked down, and I could see all the cum on my dick; there was so much. I started to grip her hair, and rubbing my hands up and down her thighs. I could feel us forgetting where we were. It was only after a few minutes before I remembered where I was, and that her skirt had risen up to her waist and anyone who glanced over could see her standing there in her panties. We had gained quite a crowd of five to eight guys.. some were blatantly staring, and some where just glancing over occasionally. I slowly put my self away, and pulled her skirt down. I had decided that maybe we had become too popular in that bar, so we left and went to a different bar up the street. One of the advantages to living in a borderline college town is that there are whole streets of just bars.
On the way to the second bar, I told my wife to let her skirt ride up just a little too high. Walking into the second bar, there were booths of to the side. We immediately claimed a booth, and waited to catch someone, anyone’s eyes. With our backs to the wall, I told her to pull up her shirt and flash the crowd until she was sure someone saw. She made eye contact with him, and he seemed to choke on his drink. I saw the look of enjoyment on her face and I realized how much it turns both of us on that other guys wanted her. I got up to go get us more drinks, and told her as I left to spread her legs and discreetly finger herself. When I got back with the drinks, she wiped her fingers on me to show me how wet she was from just finger fucking herself in a public place. I could tell she felt safer with me back from the bar though. She will do anything as long as I am there, but gets nervous when I walk away.
She told me she wanted to make this birthday unforgettable, even more than it already was. I agreed and told her to jack me off again. All the excitement from the situation had me standing at a solid eight and a half inches, so I put my hand on the back of her head and slowly leaned her down and shot my load onto her face. She was surprised, and a bit mad; before she could grab for something to wipe it off I told her no that she had to keep it on her face until we got to the car. She stared at me in disbelief, because it was a large amount of cum and totally obvious to the average passerby. As we got up to walk out, she tried to lower her face, so the fewest amount of people possible would notice, but what worked in the dark bar, did not work under the bright street lights. As we walked to the car, the cum started to drip from her face to her chest. She then asked me,
“Baby can I please wipe it off? I know people are staring at me.”
“No, you said you wanted unforgettable.”
She claimed she hated it, but when we got into the car, I put my hands between her legs in a more playful moment – and realized cum had been dripping down her legs all the way back to the car. I looked at her, and she admitted that the embarrassment and submission had turned her a little more than a bit. I learned something new and my wife enjoyed herself, I would say it was a pretty solid night to say the least.

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The Bunkhouse #17 Part 1

It was the beginning of a boring summer day at Boy Scout camp. I was 14 at the time I was 5’11” and 170 lbs. It was going to be boring as usual just hiking, swimming, and more hiking. The only thing not boring about this camp was these two 13 year olds named Dominick and Anthony. They had very jacked quarterback bodies both weighing about 150-160 lbs. I thought they were the sexiest kids I had ever scene. I walked over to the camp board and found out who I would be bunking with. I read the names to myself: Matt, Dominick, Anthony, Kyle, Kirk, Chris, and Me. I was so happy that I would be bunking with the kids I had a crush on.
I walked about a quarter mile down the road to Bunkhouse #17. The bunkhouse was huge. It had 2 bathrooms, big deck, 2 bedrooms, and a ginormous flat screen TV. We picked our Rooms. I chose to bunk of course w/ Dominick and Anthony. I had no idea if they were gay or straight but I was going to find out before the end of camp. There were two beds in each room 1 queen bed and 1 twin. Anthony got the twin and me and Dominick got the big bed. When we were done packing we got our suits on and ran down to the beach. We swam and sun bathed for an hour then ran back to the bunkhouse.
We plugged in the Xbox 360 and began playing many games. At around five we left to go get dinner. After dinner we had to report to the bonfire area for a special presentation of Iron Man. We picked our seats and the movie started. 20 minutes into the movie. I began to inch my hand closer to Dominic’s thighs. My hand reached his thigh and he didn’t move. So I inched my hand up and down his thighs until I saw a small bulge in his general crotch area. Dominick was gay. Thank god. After the movie we walked back to our bunkhouse and got stuff to sleep in. While changing I felt Dominick smack my briefed ass. Then he said hey nice ass. I removed my briefs and put on a pair of blue boxer briefs that were very tight so that my ass and package would show proudly. I grabbed shorts and a t-shirt then walked back down stairs. We all had some coke then at around 10:30 the 10-11 years olds went to bed. So it was just Dominick, Anthony and I in the living room. We played Call of duty then an hour later went to bed.
I took of my shirt then jumped in bed. A few seconds later I saw Dom change into a pair of black briefs then he joined me. I grabbed him and pulled him close to me. My pecker touched his nice butt crack and began to get hard. He had the nicest ass I had ever seen. I turned him over and kissed him in the lips. He said what the hell man. I said sorry. But out of the blue I feel his hand grab the back of my head and he pulled me to his mouth. We began to passionately make out. While our lips and tongue were having fun I began to rub and grab his package making his dick grow.
I broke the kiss and began licking his nipples. I moved my tongue all around them making him moan a little. Then I kissed down his stomach until I reached his crotch. I kissed his cock that was visible through his briefs. Then I grabbed the waistband with my teeth and pulled them down to his ankles. I moved my head to his now 4.5 inch dick and put it in my mouth. I licked the head then began to bob up and down. I began deep throating him using my throat muscles to pleasure him. He began to moan as I moved up and down his shaft. I gagged a couple of times. Then he grabbed my head and began forcing me down on his cock. I quickened my pace. He began to say oh suck my cock oh fuck yaeh suck it like a lollipop. The he “ dude I’m going to cum” I pulled out and stroked his cock until he climaxed all over his chest and face. Then it was my turn to be pleasured he slowly removed my boxers then he spread my legs he spit on his hands then rubbed my hole and his dick. Then He slowly penetrated my ass with his dick. He got all 4.5” in then pulled out, pushed in pulled out. He quickened his pace and I began to lightly moan. I began to Say “Oh Dominick fuck my ass I’m your bitch oh fuck yeah oh fuck fuck me” Then I grabbed my dick and stroked it at the same pace as Dom moving in and out of my ass.
I moaned and moaned then climaxed all over my self. Then Dom said that he was going to cum. I said go ahead. He lifted my legs up onto his shoulders the moved really fast then he shot his load into my ass. Moaning while he did it. After 5 minutes we put each other’s underwear on. Then went to sleep.
We awoke the next morning with my hand down dom’s underwear while snuggled. We got up got dressed and walked down the path to get breakfast. When we were done we walked back the bunkhouse and everyone was still asleep so we decided to take a shower together. We walked to the bathroom and got undressed. We stepped into the shower then turned it on.
My cock accidentally rubbed up against his ass and he jumped. He said hey want to fuck me like I did to u. I said fuck yeah. I got out and grabbed the Vaseline. I put oit all over my dick then shoved it into his ass. I moved, in out in out. Then I began to moan. His ass was so tight that I could come at any minute. I moved faster and faster. Then he began to say oh ryan of fuck my ass of fuck it bitch I now you want to oh fuck yeah”. Then I pushed in and pulled out quickly and shot my load into his ass while moaning. We washed up and put towels on. We walked to the dresser and Both put on Cute pairs of boxers, Then Got dressed and went for a hike.
At around 5 we went to the mess hall to eat. Then we walked back to the bunkhouse and changed into new clothes. I walked to the dresser and grabbed a pair of briefs and put them on. Then I turned around and saw both Anthony and Dominick standing in their black and Red briefs. I grabbed both of them and threw them on the queen bed. I made out with Anthony while Dom kissed my nipples. Dom moved down to my underwear and slowly pulled them off revealing my semi-erect dick. He took my dick into his mouth and gagged a little bit. Then I moved down anthony’s body until I reached his tight ass red briefs that made his package look huge. I pulled them down and took his dick into my mouth Then I felt Dominick spit out my dick, he lubed up his dick and shoved his pecker into my very loose hole from the night before. He pushed in out in and then out while I sucked off A nthony, after 15 minutes of being fucked in the ass. I felt Dom quicken his pace and them moaned and shot his load into my ass. Oh how it felt good it was so hot that I could feel it moving in my rectum. Then I heard Anthony moan and moan then he shot his load deep into my throat. He actually produced so much that some dripped out of my mouth and onto his chest, Then suddenly the little ones come bursting through the door.
They saw us naked and were shocked “You guys are Gay” “yeah so” “cool” were gay too. You want to join us. Yea sure. 3 seconds later each of them dropped their shorts revealing their tighty whiteys to us. Then we each grabbed one of them and removed their underwear. We lubed up our dicks and then penetrated their little 11 year old asses. They were so tight that I could have came at any time, But they just loosend up and began to moan making us moan. After 10 minutes of pumping in and out of these little kids asses. We all shot hot creamy loads. Then it was about 10pm. We grabbed our underwear and fell asleep in a clump on the floor.

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Trophy Bag

True story: My sluty sister keeps our family moving. She gets a new crop of cocks every couple of months. Some of this story is true but most is fiction

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My anal adventures

Let me start by inroducing myself, I’m Tom, 30 years old and now consider myself bi. The following stories are an autobiography of my sexual activities which I have kept to myself going on 10 years. I will attempt to be as truthful as my memory allows.
during my teenage years, I never considered myself bi. In fact, even today, I am not physically attracted to men. I simply love being fucked, and I love cock.
My first experience outside of straight sex occured when I was 19. I was and still am a very horny person and would frequently go online to try to chat up women and look at porn. During one of my late-night masturbation sessions, I started chatting with a gay male online. I was curious about what it was like to be gay and have anal sex, and I was open-minded enough to chat openly with this guy. Our chat quickly became sexual and when I inquired about anal sex, he replied: “why don’t you try it?” I was confused, but he quickly educated me. He instructed me to get some lube and start rubbing my asshole. I followed his instructions and started rubbing the outside of my ass with my finger. I was surprised at how good this felt. I wrote him that it was difficult for me to type while one hand was jerking off my cock and the other rubbing my asshole. He said it was ok and that he would just talk me through it.
Next, he said, stick one finger slowly into your ass. I pushed a finger in about an inch feeling my tight sphincter squeezing my finger. Again this felt great, and as I wiggled my finger around, I felt my ass relax and contract around it.
Then he told me to stick it in all the way, careful not to scratch myself with my nail and to feel the lump on the front wall of my rectum. I did this and all of a sudden an electric sensation coursed through my groin and my cock immediately became fully erect. I had discovered my prostate! I proceeded to follow the instructions and rub my finger in and out of my ass and push against the prostate, until I came like never before.
My experimentation increased over the next few months. I often fingered my ass while masturbating, but this made it difficult to surf the web while both hands were occupied, so I started using various kitchen utensils to stimulate my ass while I jerked off. I eventually bought my fist dildo off the internet, and had discovered a new friend.
Eventually, my chatting online became frustrating and I was looking for something more. I chatted with a few guys and checked out gay porn and became more and more curious. After a while, I met one guy around my age who wanted to meet in person. I can’t believe I did this now, but I drove 90 miles to meet him. I was dissapointed by his physique. He was chubby and not very good looking, but I had driven all this way and was determined to have my first man on man experience.
We drove around for a while and chatted. I was very curious about his gay experiences, and he told me about the guys he had dated and how his family was cool with it. I knew my family would never understand and knew I would never reveal this side of myself to them or any of my friends.
He took us back to his place which was empty as his mom was at work. We proceeded to make out (something I haven’t enjoyed doing with a man since) He proceeded to stroke my cock through my jeans and I did the same for him. It was my first time touched someone else’s dick and I loved it. It was so thrilling to feel the hardness and warmth even through clothes. He got down on his knees and slowly pulled my pants down, then my boxers. He reached up and took my t-shirt off and started touching me all over. I admit I was trembling from nervousness and not fully enjoying myself. He stood up and took off his clothes. There in front of me was the first time I saw an aroused man naked. I quickly reached a trembling hand to his cock and felt the warmth of his skin directly on the palm of my hand. I started gently stroking him and saw some precum ooze out of the hole. He withdrew and got back on his knees and in one gulp took my cock into his mouth. Now at this point, I was not extremely sexually experienced, but I had been with a few girls and had received blowjobs before. Nothing like this! He swallowed my whole 6.5 inches and had such pressure that I was about to cum within a minute. But I hadn’t driven 90 miles to get a blowjob. I wanted to feel his cock, to experience what it was like to do the same things to him that he was doing to me. I pushed him away and bent forward towards his cock. I admired it from close and took in the scent of a man for the first time. His was not a gorgeous cock, but it would do for my first time. Besides I was so turned on by now that I would do anything. I started by licking the shaft, then the head, then before I knew it, I was sucking my first cock. I discovered something about myself right then and there: I was born to suck cock. I took him deep into my throat and loved the idea of giving him pleasure. Eventually, we moved into a 69 position and sucked each other’s dicks with pure heat. I wanted so bad to feel him cum and soon my wish was granted. He suddenly stiffened and his cock began to spurt hot thick semen into my mouth. I had wanted to watch him cum so I pulled his dick out and aimed it at my face feeling and watching it spurt all over my face. That was when I started to cum and he sucked my cock deep into his throat and swallowed every drop.
I quickly showered and drove home. I was feeling very conflicted about things and still do to this day whenever I am with a man. I never contacted him again despite his several emails to me. I had promised myself that it was just something I wanted to experiment with and that I wouldn’t do it again. Time would prove how wrong I was.

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