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plajdaki otobüs
Tekrar merhaba geçen hikayemde bahsettiğim tatide eniştemle yaşadığım beraberliğin iki hafta sonrasında olan ilginç olayı bu hikayemde sizinle paylaşmak istiyorum.
Anlattığım gibi beni odamda porno izlerken yakalayan eniştem beni tam anlamıyla fena becermişti. Daha sonraki günlerde eniştem devamlı bir bahaneyle işten kaçıp eve geliyor ve beni o an nerde yakalarsa orda beceriyordu ikimizde bu işten çok zevk alıyorduk. Hem teyzemde rahatlamıştı eniştem artık üzerine gitmiyor tüm cinsel açlığını benim üzrimde gideriyordu doğrusu benide her bakımdan müthiş doyuruyordu.
Bundan iyisi olamaz herhalde diye düşünüyordum taki o haftasonu akşamına kadar
O hafta sonu cumartesi akşamıydı yine sabah plajda geçirmiş erkeklere tüm güzelliklerimi göstermiş ama onları ağızlarının suyu akar vaziyette plajda bırakmıştım nasılsa eniştem beni doyuruyordu
Bende özellikle deliğime vazelin sürüyordumki heran ilişkiye hazır oliyim diye Gerçi haftasonu olduğu için iki gündür eniştem kaçamamıştı.Derken telefon çaldı eniştemdi bebeğim seni çok arzuluyorum ama işler burda çok yoğun teyzende bahanelerimiden şüpheleniyor zaten gelirsem anlıyabilir söz yarın sana mükemmel bir gün yaşatıcam dedi. Biraz moralim bozulmuştu iki gündür becerilmemiş ve fena halde azmıştım kendimi çok hazırlamıştım o akşam düzülmeye hem ruhen hem fiziken tatil yerlerinde olanlar bilir güneş deniz gıda derken insanın libidosu çok yükseliyor.
Böyle bir hayal kırıklığı yaşarken belk**e bilinç altı arzularım dvranışlarımı tetikledi ve sahilde dolaşmaya karar verdim. Gerçi bizim bulunduğumuz bölgede akşamları sahil tenha oluyordu eniştemle teyzem biz olmadan akşam dolaşma sahilde içki içen serseriler oluyo diye uyarmışlardı.
Sahile evin balkonundan baktım kimse gözükmüyordu bundanda cesaret alarak askılı elbisemde üzerimdeyken sahilde yürümeye başladım.İlerde eski bir otobüs görünüyordu. Bu otobüsü plajda büfe gibi kullanmak için getirmişler ama belediyeden ruhsat çıkmayınca kalmış sabahları plaja gelen çocuklar içinde oyun oynuyor akşamlarıysa bazen gençler bira içiyordu. Otobüsün bulunduğu yere yaklaşınca otobüsün içinden loş bir ışık geliyordu belliki orada biri yada birileri vardı. Biraz daha yaklaşınca garip kahkahalar geldiğini farkettim ve mümkün olduğunca deniz tarafından gitmeye başladım birazda korkmuştum tam otobüsün olduğu yere yaklaşınca çok ilginç bir görüntüyle karşılaştım. O haftasonu amerikan uçakgemisi antalyayı ziyaret etmişti ve böyle liman ziyaretlerinde askerler çarşıya çıkıyordu ve genellikle gece kulübü ve barlarda dağıtıyorlardı ve karşımda muhtemelen onların en azıtanlarından üç tane iriyarı zenci asker duruyordu postalları ve pantolonları üzerlerindeydi ama üçüde tshirt lerini çıkarmıştı künyeleri vücutlarına yapışmıştı.Adamlar o kadar iriydiki hem korkmuş bir yandanda tahrik olmuştum. Beni farkettiler ve birbirlerine beni işaret ettiler garip seler çıkartıyorlardı ve ban doğru bağırmaya başladılar elleriyle gel işareti yapıp birayı gösteriyorlardı babe lafıyla bitiyodu cümleleri gülümsedim ve elimi iki yana olmaz der gibi salladım
yüzleri biraz düştü. why falan demeye başladılar ama neden bilmem biraz ileri gidip orda durdum onlardan uzaklaşmadım yani bundan cesaret alan biri yanıma geldi ve benimle konuşmaya başladı ben anlamadığımı belirtir bir şekilde kafamı iki yana sallıyordum ama adamın çıplak ve iri gövdesinin çekimindende kurtulamıyordum.Ama dil olarakda dediklerinden hiçbirşey anlamıyordum sonra diğer arkadaşı geldi ve oda ona bişeyler söyledi tam dönüp gidiyorlardıki benim bakışımı farketti ve birden ani bir hareketle beni kucaklayıp ayaklarımı yerden kesti.Diğer arkadaşları yes man diye nara attılar. Müthiş tahrik olmuştum ama aynı zamanda korkuyordum üç tane iri zencinin bana yapbilcekleri beni hem heyecanladırıyor hemde korkutuyordu. O an için gözlerimi tutkuyla yummuş ve adamın boynuna sarılmıştım gözlerimi araladığımda otobüsün içindeydim arka tarafa doğru ilerliyorduk üçüncü kişi otobüsün kapısını içerden kapadı içeriyi küçük bir lamba loş şekilde aydınlatıyordu ve camlarına boya yapıldığı için dışardan birinin bizi görmesi mümkün değildi artık burada yaşanacaklardan kaçamıycağım noktaya geldiğimi anlamıştım.beni kucaklamış olan yavaşça ayaklarımın üzerinde yere bıraktı beni ve arkama dolanıp vücudunu bana tüm sertiğiyle yasladı ve iki eliyle ellerimi tutup havaya kaldırdı ayakta tutunmak için yapılan tutacakları tutmamı sağladı aniden elleriyle göğüslerimi sertçe avuçladı bunu yaparken önününde sertçe kalçalarıma bastırdı inanılmaz tahrik olmuştum.diğeri önüme çömeldi ve baldırlarımı okşamaya başladı ve kilodumu iki tarafından yakalayarak aşağıya çekti kafasını önüme götürdü ve birden o kalın dudakları önümde hissettim adam hey man suprise dedi ve bir şeyler daha söyledi diğerleri memnun bir ifadeyle kahkaha atarak ok no problem dediler. Önümdeki adam müthiş bir şekilde önüme yapışmış dudakları ve diliyle beni emiyordu parmakları arka deliğime temas edince yine şaşkınlık yaşadı wet so wet dedi its fantastic diye ekledi arkamdaki kulak memlerimi boynumu emiyor göğüslerimi avuçluyor tüm sertliğini bana hissediyordu aradada arkada olmasına rağmen oradan dudaklarımın tamamına hakim olacak şekilde dudaklarıyla yapışıp vantuzluyor dilini ağzımın içinde hareket ettiriyordu zevkten bitiyordum deliğim o kalın parmağın çalışması sonucu sırılsıklam olmuştu. Gözlerimi zevkten inlerken yana kaydırdığımda gözlerime inanamadım üçüncü adam soyunmuştu önünde resmen şimdiye kadar gördüğüm en kalın sopa dimdik duruyordu. Arkadaşlarına seslendi bişeyler söyledi onlarda ok diyerek beni arka koltuğa götürdüler. Arkamdaki adam beni koltuğa yaslayıp bacaklarımı omzuna aldı ve diliyle önümü yalamaya ve deliğimi parmaklamaya başladı Biraz önce soyunan o muhteşem aletli adamsa önüme doğru geldi ve saçlarımdan kafamı yakalayıp ağzıma verdi ama ancak başı kadarını ağzıma alabiliyordum arada çekiyor gövdesini yalatıyordu diğer adamda diğer taraftan yanaştı ve oda kafamı kendi aletine doğru çevirdi inanılmaz bir şeydi biraz önce başını bile ağzıma sığdıramadığım adamınkinden biraz daha kısaydı ama nerdeyse 1.5 kat daha kalındı.ve ancak tepesini yalıyabiliyordum
ve içime girdiklerinde bende yaratıcakları depremi düşündükçe korkuyla karışık müthiş bi tahrik duygusuna kapılıyordum ilk onlardan birinin gireceğini beklerken önümdeki yalamayı kesti ve pantolonunu kilodunu sırayla indirdi karşımdaki alet enaz önceki ikisi kadar muhteşemdi ve deliğime dayadı itmeye çalıştı ama ben acıyla inleyince arkadaşına birşey söyledi adam aletinin başını tamamen ağzıma soktu işte o an önümdeki ileri doğru abandı o kalın borunun yarısı niçimdeydi ama sanki içime ormandan kocaman bir ağaç sokmuşlardı biraz bekledi ve hareket etmeye başladı arka deliğim dağılmıştı ama ağzım dolu olduğu için sadece inliyebiliyordum dudaklarımın bu kasılmasıda ağzıma vermiş olan adamı tahrik ediyordu. adam ileri geri gittikçe deliğim alışmaya başladı sonra sonuna kadar kökledi ve acaip zevk aldım artık zevkten bulutlarda uçuyordum arka deliğim ıslaklığın etkisiyle şarıltılı sesler çıkarıyordu daha sonra içimden aletini çıkardı ve yana geçti diğer adamlardan bir beni kaldırıp arka cama yüzüm gelicek şekilde domalttı ama arka camı göremiyordum çünkü diğeri kasıkları ve müthiş aletiyle önümde duruyordu arka deliğime dayanan şeyin kalınlığı bunun hangisi olduğunu anlamamı sağladı çok kalındı bu biraz önce sakso bile yapamadığım olmalıydı ve tek hamlede yarısını soktu artık duygularımın kontrolü benim elimden çıkmıştı müthiş bir şekilde düzülüyordum bir süre sonra aralarında garip konuşmalar geçti sonra arkamdaki içimden çıkmadan beni havaya kaldırdı havada kucağında hoplatıyordu sonra yine aynı şekilde çömelip yere sırtüstü yattı hala içimdeydi ve pompalamaya devam ediyordu birden önümde bir karaltı gördüm buna inanamıyorum deliğim tamamen dolu olmasına ve sıfır çekmesine rağmen bir ikinci alet dayanmış ve onu zorlamaya başlamıştı ben no no please dememe rağmen dinlemiyorlardı deliğim acaip sızlamaya başlamıştı ama aynı zamanda boğum boğum çözülüyorduda bir kaç saniye sonra başı girdi artık tamamen dağılmıştım ve adam ileri doğru abanarak tamamını içime sürdü artık bu işin dönüşü yoktu ve tamamen işler çığrından çıkmıştı hareket ettikçe artık kasılamayan deliğim sadece şarıltılı dağılma sesleri çıkartıyordu ve üçüncü kişide zevk çığlıklarımı engellemek için ağzıma vermişti bir süre sonra adamlar garip sesler çıkarmaya başladılar yes I m coming diye ve birden içimden çıktılar beni dizlerimin üzerine çömeltip önümde 31 çekmeye baladışlar ve seri ve ardı ardına patlamalar gelmeye başladı sanki bir volkan üzerime patlıyordu ağzımın iki kere dolması ve hepsini yutmamı bir kenara bırakın yüzüm meniden nerdeyse görünmüycek haldeydi göğüslerimin üzeri ve göbeğimde adeta meni duşu yapmıştım benim titrediğimi ve biraz önceki düzülmenin etkisiyle ayakta yürümekte zorlandığımı görünce beni birisi kucağına aldı ve denize götürdü akşam saati deniz sıcak olur orda beni yıkadı ve yine kucağında otobüse getirdi orda kilodumu ve elbisemi bulup bana giydiriler ve beni yolcu ederken üçüde telefon numaraları ve isimlerinin yazılı olduğu bir kağıt verdiler amerikaya gidersem aramam için.Sizce gidersem aramalımıyım kendi kendime kaşınmış olmazmıyım.

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selam arkadaşlar ben Sinem 1997 doğumluyum bursa beş evlerde oturuyorum Kütahya dumlu pınar da üniversite okuyordum sizinle hikayemi paylaşmak istedim aslında bu tarz şeylerle zaman öldürmeyi sevmem ama buraya yazmamdaki asıl amaç benim gibi ayak fetişi kac kız var bunu merak ediyorum

aslında ben ayak fetisi nedir nasıl olur hiç bilmezdim ama Kütahya ya gelmeden önce 1 kez sınıf arkadasımla ve bir kac kez kuzenimle lezbiyen ilişkiye girmistim bu ilişkilerin hepsinde pasif olmustum cünkü zoraki ilişkilerdi beni kırmamak icin yasanmıstı hepsi aslında cok güzel ve bakımlı bi kızdım ama sadece dogru kişileri bulamamıstım
neyse daha sonra üniversiteye basladım ilk yurtta baslamıstık sonra 3 kız ev tuttuk ama biri vazgecti ve 2 kız evde kalmak zorunda kaldık ev kirasınıda vermiştik geri dönüs yoktu ev arkadasımın adı secildi ilk yurttayken ona cinsel anlamda bir yakınlık hissetmiyordum ama eve gectikten sonra hersey değişti hemen hemen hergün secili arzular olmustum secil 1998 dogumlu fazla titiz bakımlı güzel ama cok fazla havalı bi kızdı kendini fazla kasıyordu ama bu beni rahatsız etmiyordu güzel kız övünmekte haklı diye düsünüyordum zaten bu huyu yüzünden benden baskada pek arkadası yoktu o yüzden bana biraz deger veriyordu ama bende bunu koz olarak kullanıcaktım
birgün okuldan eve erken geldim nette dolasırken porno sitesine girdim o gün kendimi azdırıp ne yapıp edip secille birlikte olucaktım gerekirse yalvarıcaktım cünkü havalar ısındıkca icimi ates sarıyordu ogün adeta doruktaydım secil okuldan geldi dar kot tisort kot ceket spor ayakkabı ve spor corapları vardı iceri girdi hosgeldin besgittin derken yanıma geldi ben izledigim lezbiyen videosunu kapatmadım tepkisi beni yıkmıstı AY İNANMIYORUM BUNLARIMI İZLİYOSUN İGRENC dedi büyük cöküntü yasamıstım EVET BEN LEZBİYENİM dedim güldü BENDEN UZAK DUR SAPIK dedi kanepeye oturdu bende hemen önüne gittim ve diz cöküp bacaklarını oksamaya basladım
SENDEN KARSILIK BEKLEMİYORUM YALVARIYORUM SADECE YALAMAMA İZİN VER dedim beni ayaklarıyla itti YA DEFOL SACMALAMA dedi ses tonu biraz sertti ama ittigi ayagını öpmeye basladım YALVARIYORUM GURBETTEYİZ ZATEN KİMSE GÖRMEZ BİLMEZ NE İSTERSEN YAPARIM HEM NE KAYBEDERSİNKİ falan dedim ikna edebilmistim YA İNANMIYORUM YA dedi kendini geri yasladı ve elini basına koyup kafasını baska yöne cevirdi CABUK YAP NE YAPICAKSAN BİDAHA ASLA YAPMAM BU SEFERLİK SADECE dedi tisortunu cıkartıp gögüslerinden basladım kafası hep yandaydı bana hiç bakmıyor ve konusmuyordu daha sonra pantalonuna yöneldim BU KADAR YETER dedi cıkartmama izin vermiyordu ellerimi tutuyordu ne yaptıysam ikna edemedim sonra daha önce hiç ilgi duymadıgım hiç tadına bakmadıgım ayaklara yöneldim ve corabını cıkardım secil GIDIKLARINIRIM BEN SACMALAMA desede ayagının altını üstünü her yerini öpmeye basladım secil ayagını artık cekmiyordu sonra ayaklarının altını yalamaya basladım once gıdıklandı cekti ama sonra alıstı bana sürekli İGRENCSİN BUNLARI YAPTIGINA İNANAMIYORUM diyordu bende defalarca bosaldıktan sonra ayagını bıraktım sırayla dusa girdik
o gün öyle gecmişti bu ilisk**en sonra secile güzel ve etkileyici bi konusma yaparak arkadaşlıgımızı saglama aldım ve benden sogumasını engelledim ama secil BİDAHA ASLA GÖGÜSLERİME ELLEME O SONDU KENDİMİ COK GARİP HİSSETTİM KENDİME YAKISTIRAMIYORUM demişti sadece ayakları icin acık kapı bırakmıstı belki unutmustu belk**e hosuna gitmişti tekrardan yapabilirdik bende SÖZ BİDAHA GÖGÜSLER YOK dedim ama derken bi garip olmustum tamam o zaman ayakların benim der gibi olmustu neyse konustuk anlastık

ertesi gün yine dersim erken bitti eve erken geldim ve bu ayak olayı nasıl bisedir arastırmaya basladım ayak fetisini daha önce 1 kere arkadasım söylemişti iğrenc bulmustum kız olmam beni dahada korkutuyordu derken internetten videolar buldum arama motoruna ayak fetisi yazdım gördüklerim yüregime biraz olsun su serpti ayak fetisi olan cok sayıda bayan vardı hepside güzel sayılabilecek tiplerdi hatta bazıları paris hilton gibiydi videoları izlerken kesinlikle ayak fetisi hastalıgına kapıldıgıma inandım videolar beni cok etkiliyordu ve secilin ayaklarını gözümün önüne getiriyordum secil gelene kadar video izledim yine secile gösterip ayak fetisi konusunda fikrini alıcaktım normal karsılarsa ona ayak fetisi olmayı teklif edicektim
neyse secil geldi yine sayfayı kapamadım sanırım olucakları anlamıstı gene ne izliyosun sapık dedi yanıma geldi SEN İYİCE ZIVANADAN CIKTIN YAA MANYAKMISIN KIZIM dedi ve gülüp koltuk altımı cimcirdi bugunki tepkisi benim icin umut vericiydi bende gülerek GÖGÜSLER YOK DEMİSTİN DEDİM kahkaha atarak beni itti VALLA BASKA YERİMİ YALAMANDANSA AYAKLARIMI YALAMANI TERCİH EDERİM MİGDEN KALDIRIYOSA YALA VALLA BENİM İCİN HAVA HOS DEDİ zaten secilin karakteri geregi böyle bişeyin hosuna gitmeme sansı cok azdı en basında yazdıgım gibi kendini cok güzel buluyor ve bundan sürekli övünüyordu
TAMAM ÖNCE YEMEK YİYELİM dedim bu arada ayaklarını yıkamasını istiyordum cünkü biraz kokuyordu cok garip duygulara bürünmüstüm ayak fetisi olduguma inanamıyordum yemek yedik önce masadan o kalktı odaya gitti ama ayaklarını hiç yıkamadı bende masayı toplayıp odaya girdim secil ayak fetisi videoları izliyordu NAPIYOSUN dedim TECRUBE CANIM dedi güldü videoların tamamı ingilizce dilindeydi bizdede biraz yabancı dil oldugundan konusulanları cat pat anlıyorduk bende yanına gittim lezbiyenken bu kadar utanmıyordum ama ayak fetisi olayından sonra biraz daha utangac olmustum secil ingilizce sözlükten birkac cümlenin anlamına baktı biri mistress di sahibe anlamındaymıs diğeride slave di bunu biliyoduk ama emin olmak icin baktık 2 bayan ayak fetisi yapıyodu ayakları yalıyan sürekli mistress diye hitap ediyordu yalatan iste slave diye
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The Deal Ch. 31

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The Deal’s Who’s Who:

Diana Hughes – mother of Matthew Hughes, widow of the late David Hughes, started the Deal

Matthew Hughes- Diana’s son, boyfriend of Cindy Morgan

Cindy Morgan – Matt’s girlfriend, lives with the Hughes

Craig Lynn – Matt’s best friend, son of Jeff and Susan Lynn, brother to Cindy Lynn

Susan Lynn – Diana’s best friend, wife of Jeff and mother of Craig and Cindy Lynn

Jeff Lynn – Husband of Susan and father of Craig and Cindy Lynn

Chip Hamilton – close friend to Matt and Craig

Kim Hamilton – close friend of Diana’s, wife of Adam, mother of Chip

Adam Hamilton – husband of Kim and father of Craig

Lacey Brock – neighbor and former old friend of Diana, Susan and Kim.

Jenny Clark – friend of Craig Lynn, going to same college as Craig

Steven DeForest – Former Biology teacher for Matt, Craig and Chip, interested in Diana Hughes

Gwen Hollister – brunette haired sister to Stephanie, new neighbors of the Hughes and owners of Dreamland adult store

Stephanie Hollister – blonde haired sister to Gwen, new neighbors of the Hughes and owners of Dreamland adult store.

All characters engaged in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age.

*****

Cindy stood in the hall outside of the bathroom listening. It dawned on her fuzzy head that what she was hearing was soft singing coming from the kitchen. The naked young girl padded down the short hall to the opening to the kitchen.

A nude Diana swirled around the kitchen making coffee and toast while she sang “A Groovy Kind of Love.”

In the middle of a swirl Diana stopped both moving and singing to stare at the young woman staring at her in the hallway.

Diana burst into giggles at the sight of Cindy’s frizzy bed-hair and squinting eyes.

Cindy pointed a finger at the laughing woman, “I have never heard you sing.”

Diana just smiled and came over to tousle Cindy’s hair fondly. She leaned forward and kissed Cindy.

Cindy returned the kiss before speaking, “Mmmmmm, I taste coffee.”

Diana laughed again, “I’ll make you a cup.”

She watched Cindy gingerly sit with a groan, “I’ll make that a very big cup. Rough night last night, sweetie?”

Bleary eyed, Cindy looked up at Di. “Kim taught me how to be air tight.”

“oh,” Diana said.

“OH!” she said again after a pause with her eyes growing wider.

“So were Matt, Chip and Adam the three?”

“Yep.”

“Errr, was Matt in the back?”

“No, Adam.”

“OH!” Diana gasped.

While she stirred cream into the steaming cup she looked again at Cindy.

“So how was it?”

A slow smile spread across Cindy’s face, “Freaking fantastic.”

Diana laughed as she handed the cup to the young woman.

Cindy groaned as she drank deeply.

“Toast?” Diana asked.

“Please,” Cindy responded before returning the cup to her lips.

Drinking, Cindy watched as Diana returned to the counter and placed bread into the toaster.

“You’re singing again,” Cindy said.

Diana stopped and looked over her shoulder at the young woman, “Don’t you like my singing?”

Cindy shook her head which brought forth another groan before answering, “Your singing is fine, kind of cute actually, but why now? You are up to something.”

Diana turned to face Cindy, her elbows reaching back to lean against the counter, “I have a date tonight.”

Cindy fully woke up at the news, “That’s right, you went out last night with the Hollisters. I guess you smoothed things over with Mr. Deforest.”

Diana smiled, “Actually…hey…wait a minute, how do you know about Steve?”

Cindy blushed, “Steve, huh? I happened to stop in at Dreamland to buy a, uh, surprise for Matt, and Stephanie was there. She asked me if I thought it was okay that they were setting you up with him.”

Diana laughed, “What did you tell them?”

Cindy returned the laugh, “I made no promises. But enough about that, so… Steve?”

Diana blushed, “Actually, Gwen.”

“Huh?” Cindy shook her head to clear apparent cobwebs. “Gwen, Dreamland Gwen Hollister?”

Diana smiled and nodded her head.

Diana came over and sat next to Cindy putting her hand on Cindy’s leg.

“Get this Cindy, the whole set up was a dismal failure,” Diana told her. “He ended up having more in common with Stephanie while Gwen and I completely hit it off. He spent the last hour with Stephanie while I got to know Gwen better. In the end Steve is taking Stephanie for a romantic skiing trip this weekend in upstate New York while I have a dinner date with Gwen tonight at Mackenzie’s.”

“Mackenzie’s? Wow, you two are serious,” Cindy giggled.

Diana just beamed.

Cindy rubbed Diana’s hand, “So, is this love love?”

Diana kept beaming, “I think so. I don’t know yet, but I really want to give it a try and find out.”

“Gwen. Wow. But just look at you, you are so happy,” Cindy stood and leaned over to hug Diana.

“Hey mom, Cindy, uh what’s up?” Matt asked from the hall doorway.

In canlı bahis a singsong voice Cindy answered, “Somebody has a date tonight.”

“What? With Mr. Deforest? No way!” Matt gasped stepping into the room.

Diana looked back and forth between Cindy and Matt, “Oh come on. Not you too. Did everybody but me know about Steve being there last night?”

Matt just smirked as Cindy ducked her head, “Of course I’m going to tell Matt something juicy like that.”

Cindy looked up at Matt, “Wait until you hear this, Matt. Tell you what, mom. I’m really awake now. You can sit there and tell both of us all about last night while I make breakfast.”

Amongst the clatter of dishes and the popping of toast there were a lot of gasps and giggles.

And hugs.

Soon a still naked, but more awake, Cindy kissed both Diana and Matt off to work and school before heading back to bed for a few more hours before she needed to get ready for the night shift at Tony’s.

Diana couldn’t remember when was the last time the day seemed to drag on for so long. While not normally a lead foot Diana did get home fairly quickly after her shift ended. She was more than ready to start her weekend.

As Diana bounced into the house she could hear music playing from Matt’s room. Smiling, she walked down the hall her fingers slipping open the buttons on her blouse which she shrugged off as she knocked on Matt’s door.

Clad in her bra and pants Di opened the door and walked in to find Matt as expected at his computer. Diana walked over and gave her son a kiss before sitting on his bed.

Matt spun around to watch Diana reach around her back to unclasp her bra which she dropped on the bed next to her.

Smirking, Di leaned up to shimmy her pants and underwear down her long legs to puddle on the floor at her feet.

“I have a date tonight so, boom! Here I am all naked.” Diana laughed at her smiling son.

“You definitely would be sending a message if you went out like that,” Matt grinned.

“Ha, I don’t want to come across too easy on a first date,” Diana giggled.

“First date, wow. So Gwen Hollister huh?” Mat asked.

Diana stopped smiling, “Are you okay with that?”

Matt brought a finger under his chin and struck a mock pose,”Hhhmmmm, let me think about that – my mom so happy she can’t stop singing and dancing – I don’t know if I can be ‘okay’ with that.”

“No, seriously Matt. I might be starting a serious relationship with another woman,” Diana looked at her son.

“Actually the real question is are you okay with that?” Matt returned.

Diana nodded her head, “She really makes me feel good. I really like her. She makes me laugh; we can talk and talk for hours.”

“So why do you ask me if I have a problem with that, mom?” Matt asked. “Of course I’m thrilled for you. Why do you think that would bug me? Because she’s a woman?”

Diana ducked her head, “It seems so surreal and weird to me on one hand, but on the other hand it feels just like it was with your Dad and now you and that is such a wonderful feeling.”

“I really can’t see where the problem is then.” Matt told her.

Matt pushed his chair over and placed his hands on his mother’s bare legs.

“Can I tell you something?” Matt asked.

Diana silently nodded her head.

“Do you know what I’ve learned since you were naked in the kitchen making breakfast all those months ago and since the day I came home to find you and Cindy crying at the kitchen table?”

“What?”

“There is absolutely nothing as wonderful as being completely in love with someone who loves you back as much. Everything great is even better because you and Cindy are there with me. Whenever something really sucks it’s not really that bad because you and Cindy are there with me.”

Drawing out each word distinctly Matt finished “There…is…absolutely…nothing…better…or…more…important…than…that.”

“If Gwen Hollister makes you feel like that and feels the same back, and you don’t do anything about that then you, my dear mother, have a lot to learn.”

Diana smiled as tears pooled in her eyes, “How did you get so smart?”

Matt laughed, “Well, you taking off all your clothes certainly helped open my eyes.”

The two laughed and hugged until Diana got up to change for her date, but not before receiving a swat on her bare ass as she walked past Matt.

Soon a very nervous Diana was knocking on the Hollister front door after walking the block to their house. It was a pleasant night so Diana had a light jacket on over her white blouse.

Stephanie opened the door and smiled wide at the sight of Diana at the doorstep.

“Come in, Gwen is almost ready.” She said as she held the door open. The house opened right to the living room which had a long bookcase on one wall and a large sectional leather couch facing a large TV screen hanging from the other wall. Diana noticed several duffle bags and a pair of skis leaning against the wall by the door.

Diana looked at Stephanie, “Ready for your trip?”

Stephanie nodded, bahis siteleri “I leave in about a half hour; it’s only about a five to six hour drive. We’re staying in a nice hotel in Lake Placid which we should get to about midnight. Can we talk a minute?”

Diana nodded and watched as Stephanie looked toward a hall in the left corner before turning back.

“I love my sister very much. Other than with me, she has only been in two other relationships, and they both ended badly. I don’t ever want to see her hurt again. I’m sorry to ask but are you really serious and sure about this?”

Diana smiled, “I really like your sister. Yes I am sure that I want to give this a try. I can’t stop thinking about her and feel so happy when I do.”

Stephanie nodded, “I have to tell you that she already has fallen hard for you.”

Diana smiled, “I get a very nice tingly feeling when you tell me that. If you don’t mind my asking, are you serious about Steve, or could I be getting in between you two?”

Stephanie shook her head, “Gwen and I? We ran our course months and months ago maybe even years. We’re much better as very loving sisters than a serious couple. We’re too different just like you and Steve.”

“What about you and Steve?” Gwen asked as she walked out from the left corner hall.

Diana beamed, “Steve who?”

Gwen had put on some make up and was wearing a bright yellow skirt with a blue oxford shirt tucked into the waist.

Gwen smiled and walked over to Diana embracing her hard as the two kissed deeply.

With an audible pop the two pulled apart but kept their arms around each other. Gwen looked at her sister, “Please tell me that you didn’t just give Diana the over protective big sister act?”

Stephanie raised her hands palm up, “Hey, what can I say, I am the over protective big sister.”

Gwen looked back at Diana, “I hope the grilling wasn’t too tough.”

Diana laughed “Actually it was very sweet and not tough at all. I liked what she had to say.”

Gwen mock gasped, “I’m shocked, what exactly did she tell you?”

Diana smiled shyly, “Only that someone has fallen hard for me. I really liked hearing that because I seem to have fallen hard myself.”

Gwen blushed. “Oh.”

The two looked at each other for a long moment before they kissed again.

Stephanie laughed, pushing the two women toward the door, “Go, go before you end up not going at all. Remember I expect you, Mrs. Hughes, to bring my little sister home at a decent hour.”

Gwen laughed, “And how will you know, Miss about to start her own romantic weekend?”

Stephanie pointed a finger at her sister, “Remember, over protective big sisters know all and see all.”

Diana leaned forward to give Stephanie a kiss on her cheek, “Thank you. I hope you have a great weekend.”

Stephanie laughed, “Hey, if the skiing is great or the sex is great, it’ll be great.”

Gwen hugged her sister before taking Diana’s hand as the two walked out toward the driveway and Gwen’s car.

Matt turned and smiled as his girlfriend came into his bedroom to crush him in a tight hug.

“How was work?” Matt asked into the ear pressed against the side of his face.

“Fine except for that pain in the ass Mrs. Wilson. Why do rich people have to be so mean?”

“Got me,” Matt answered. “you’d think with all that money they would be happy.”

Cindy looked at the game displayed on Matt’s computer screen. “Am I interrupting?”

She smiled when he answered, “I’d rather be with you over any game any time.”

“Oh, let me go get undressed,” Cindy responded before kissing Matt again.

Matt turned to shut down the game as Cindy went to the bedroom next door.

Shortly Matt turned his head at the sound of “Meow.”

He got up from his chair and stepped into the hall hearing another “Meow” coming from Cindy’s room. Matt walked the couple steps and turned into Cindy’s doorway.

“HOLY FUCK,” he gasped.

On her hands and knees on the bed, a nude Cindy had her back to Matt. A soft furry reddish brown tail with white on the tip stuck out from her backside. On a closer look two dark brown fuzzy triangular ears stuck up from the sides of her head.

Matt just stood there with his mouth open wide.

Cindy meowed again and wiggled her ass causing the tail to swish back and forth.

Cindy looked over her shoulder at the gaping youth. “What, cat got your tongue? Don’t you like your little kitty?”

Matt pointed at the swishing tail, “Isn’t that a foxtail making you a fox?”

Cindy swiveled around to face Matt, “I’ll be anything you want me to be. I can be a vixen if you desire.”

Cindy climbed off the bed and sauntered over to her boyfriend. As she took a couple of steps, she stopped and burst into a fit of giggles.

“The butt plug part feels so weird when I walk.”

When she reached Matt she turned and ground her tail into his crotch.

Matt groaned causing Cindy to smile. She walked away from him over to the nightstand by her bed picking something up before returning bahis şirketleri to Matt. She handed him an open collar and leash.

“Fox, cat, I’ll be anything you want. I’ll be your little pet.” Cindy purred.

“Oh fuck,” Mat answered growing harder in his sweatpants.

Cindy gasped at the sight of the tent growing in Matt’s pants. “Oohhh, you like that idea, don’t you, you kinky little boy.”

Cindy rubbed her palm against his bulge.

A smile grew on Matt’s face, “Kinky? Just how kinky do you want to be?”

Cindy grinned, “With you, I’ll gladly do anything you can think up.”

Matt smirked, “I’ve done A LOT of ah research with porn videos. I can be very, very kinky.”

“Prove it, surprise your little pet.”

Matt shook his head, “Okay, but look. I think you want to have a lot of fun and I agree, but Cindy, I love you. I don’t want you upset and caught in something you don’t like.”

Cindy smiled brightly, “God, I love you so much.” She smushed her body against him kissing him hard, her hands running through his hair, pulling his head closer into her lips.

She stuck her neck out and waited, “Go ahead, put your collar on your pet and shock me with how kinky you can be. I wasn’t kidding, I’ll do anything for you. Don’t forget, last night I had three men fuck me at the same time while someone else watched.”

Matt’s grin and cock grew bigger, he could feel its stiffness as a weight. He wrapped the collar around Cindy’s neck and synched it comfortably pulling her hair out from the back of it. He clipped the leash on the d ring.

Cindy put her hands on her bare hips, “Well, your pet is waiting for your every desire.”

Matt stared at his gorgeous nude girlfriend. He couldn’t believe how lucky he was. He shook his head. “Now listen. I’m really going to push things.”

“Good,” she interrupted.

“Seriously, you back out the minute you don’t like something or feel uncomfortable. Just say…aahh…’Deforest’ and I’ll stop instantly – no question – no problem.

“Deforest?” Cindy giggled.

Matt laughed, “You’re not going to say that by accident nor forget it.”

Matt stepped back to look at the nude, grinning girl. The ears jutted up from her hair looking very cute. The black collar and leash in his hands stood out against her pale white skin. Her nipples pebbled and looked very dark against her flush, full breasts. The soft black triangle of hair between her legs glistened in the light from the hall.

“Well, master?”

“Oh, fuck.”

Matt shook his head and grinned. He took two steps and tugged lightly on the leash, “Let’s go for walkies.”

Cindy grinned and purred. He pulled her out the door, down the hall into the kitchen.

She gasped as he led her towards the back door in the corner of the kitchen. She didn’t say anything as she watched him open the door and then the screen door out into the dark fenced back yard.

He stood before the door and turned to look at her.

“Well?”

She grinned again, “Not shocked yet, master.”

Matt laughed, “I’ll take that as a dare.”

“Oh please do.”

Matt stepped out into the backyard softly pulling on the leash.

Naked except for the foxtail and collar Cindy followed him out into the dark backyard. Cindy looked up at the night sky and all the twinkling stars. Then she looked down at all her pale skin lit by the glow of the moon except for the black dots of her nipples and the black thatch of hair between her thighs. She shook with a rush of feeling. Her most intimate parts seemed exposed more than ever by the moonlight glowing off her pale skin by contrast.

“Cold, sweetheart?” Matt asked concerned.

Cindy shook her head hard, “No, just very, very turned on.”

Cindy let her boyfriend lead her by the leash to the center of the backyard. The grass felt so soft and wet on her bare feet.

Matt let the leash take some slack and took a couple of steps away from Cindy and looked at her.

Cindy looked at Matt and then around the yard and up at the sky. She let her eyes trace around the three sides of the fence encircling the entire yard. She never felt so exposed in her entire life. Another tremble of excitement washed over her body. The butt plug seated securely in her ass gave her a pleasant hard feeling that added to the excitement.

“Well, my pet, here we are,” Matt paused for a moment watching Cindy carefully.

After a moment he spoke again, “Okay, since you’re my pet on walkies, pee for me.”

Cindy’s mouth dropped open.

“You’re serious, oh fuck,” she gasped.

Matt laughed, “Kinky enough for you? Remember, what’s my biology teacher’s name?”

Cindy just grinned, took a deep breath and tried to calm her body that threatened to orgasm at any moment. After another breath she squatted slightly in front of Matt spreading her legs wide at the knees. The butt plug in back wiggled a bit, making it difficult for her to focus on Matt’s command.

Matt beamed wider as a clear slight stream of liquid came out from between Cindy’s spread legs, her sex splayed open before him in the darkness. They both watched as the stream grew stronger as it came out from the open slit between her legs. Soon her water was splashing back up from the ground it was hitting.

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The Demise of Innocence Ch. 02

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The next few days were different for Jim and Sabrina. That first sexual encounter took place between them happened on a Wednesday morning, it was now Sunday afternoon. Jim had noticed, although he didn’t know if anyone else had or not, the fact that Sabrina seemed to be seeking out his opinion more frequently. She asked him what HE thought she should wear to work Thursday and then Friday night she asked HIS opinion on what she should wear that night to a party. Finally after going to her room three different times that night to change her clothes, each time coming out to ask Jim how she looked, she finally decided to wear her newest pair of Old Navy Jeans and a skin tight short cropped shirt that showed off her tanned stomach and naval jewelry. She always looked gorgeous when she put any effort at all into making herself look good, with her beautiful long and straight flowing dishwater blonde hair and her long and slender body. Even though she was 18 years old, working full time now and paying for her own car and insurance, she still had a certain young girlish silly teenage mind set about her. Jim was very proud of her, she was so responsible for her age.

Jim was hoping there wasn’t a noticable difference in the way he was treating Sabrina. Maybe it was all in his mind. Maybe he just felt like things were different now, and they were, but was anyone else noticing? He thought for sure his wife would say something to him on Saturday when Sabrina was washing her car because he did feel that he spent a little more time with her on Saturday than he usually did. He suspected that comments coming from his wife were forthcoming.

“Oohh shoot.”

“What’s the matter Sweety?”

“Come here for a second Jim, look at this stuff on my car. What the the frick is this stuff, I can’t get it off?”

“Alright, hold on a sec.” Jim said as he casually walked in the direction of where Sabrina was bent over. He could not help but notice how good she looked in cut-off jean shorts, especially with her young toned and nicely tanned legs, as she stood there with legs widly parted, bending over with her feet set about shoulder width apart. “Holy shit! This little fucking bitch is absolutely killing me, damn she needs to be fucked!” Jim thought to himself as he got closer. He was so preoccupied with looking at the sweet spot between her spread legs that he hadn’t noticed that she too was watching him, looking over her shoulder to see if he was checking out her ass. Indeed he was.

As he strolled by her and stood there, he purposely brushed his hand against her bare upper thigh, she didn’t react at all. At that point they both knelt down and looked at the area Sabrina was concerned about. “It’s not that big of a deal Sabrina, it’s just tar, I have some mineral spirits that I can use on it to get it off.”

“But won’t it mess up the paint?”

“Oohh no, no…don’t worry Hun, it’ll be ok I promise. It won’t take me but a few minutes, chill out Sweetheart, Stepdad is gonna fix you right up.”

Both stayed kneeling down, Sabrina seemed more at ease. She always liked it that Jim always seemed to have a remedy for just about anything. In all honesty she really wasn’t that worried about her car anyway, she knew what was on it, she had seen Jim remove this same sort of gunk from his and her mom’s car before. She was wanting his attention. Jim had his sunglasses on and when he thought Sabrina was looking more intently at the tar he tried to get a glimpse of her thick lipped meaty pussy. What a surprise, not only did he see the great divide nestled between her young thighs and tucked away in her skimpy little shorts, but he noticed her pubic hair sticking out of the sides of her shorts too. Even though she had the mind set and youthfullness of a teenager, she had the anatomy of a full grown woman meaning she also had sexual needs that she knew Jim could help her with.

After there first sexual encounter a week ago they both wanted to be near each other, perhaps even talk to each other about what they had shared together last week. Neither one of them knew what to say or how to start the conversation, plus privacy was an issue for them too. Jim was now making excuses to see if Sabrina needed anything when he went on an errand, he just wanted to be around her. And likewise with Sabrina, she wanted to be around him too. But Jim was a married man, a man married to HER mother no less. Opportunity presented itself again the following Tuesday.

“Sabrina, are you running late sweetheart, it’s 7:30?”

“I know, I don’t feel good.”

“Aww, what’s the matter Kitten, is there something I can get for you, maybe a glass of juice?”

“No, it’s my legs, Emily and I rode our bikes yesterday because we thought we could use the excersize. I guess we must have rode about 20 miles. Today I’m feeling it!”

Jim canlı bahis felt the need to massage her legs, wanting to make her feel better. No one was home at the moment besides him and Sabrina and this could possibly be another innocent replay of last week. Walking into Sabrina’s room Jim thought: “This could turn into a replay of last week. And if not, then maybe we can at least talk about it a little.” Jim already started to feel the stirrings in his groin that a man gets when he is about to leap on his innocent prey.

“Scoot over sweetheart, let me see if I can make it feel better for you. Where is it bothering you, right here?”

“Yes, oohh yea right there, ooohh, oooohh, easy, easy Jim, whew!”

“My goodness pumpkin, how far did you say you two rode?”

“Probably about twenty miles.”

“I can tell, my gosh the backs of your legs are tight.”

“I know, I know…gosh, will you rub the backs of my calves too?”

“Ahhh no problem.” Jim said. As he continued rubbing her backside, he couldn’t help but think of last week, he continually rubbed the backs of her thighs and calves, applying just the right amount of firm pressure. “You know Darlin’, this sort of reminds me of last week.” Jim said as he continued massaging all of her legs and inner thighs, making her seem limp like jelly. Rubbing a female down was at the very top of Jim’s list. He was good at it and he knew he was good at it. He never failed to get a woman to respond sexually once she was on her stomach and he began rubbing her ass and thighs. “Like mother like daughter” Jim thought to himself, “I guess she takes after her mom in that she likes getting her ass and legs rubbed.”

“Oh Jim, if you only knew, I have been thinking about what happened between us last week ever since it happened, it’s all I can think about, I really want to talk about it soooo bad, I was going to say something to Emily but I thought it might not be a good idea.”

“Well, thank goodness you haven’t spoke to anyone about it. You know, it’s just like anything else Sabrina, you know I have always been here in the past and right now isn’t any different, is there something you’d like to discuss with me? Is it regarding what happened between us last week? Believe me Honey, it has occupied my mind almost day and night too.”

“Really? Well…I know that what happened last week excites me to no end. I know it’s not right and it’s not like I have trouble getting boys to ask me out, but…”

“But what sweetheart?”

“Well…can I ask you something?”

“Sure sweetheart, you know I’ll try to answer as honestly as I can.” Jim had raised Sabrina’s tee shirt so that it was just above her panties, giving him not only a full view of her gorgeous young body, but also allowing his hands the total freedom they needed to give his Princess a really good massage.

“Yea, I know…Um, I feel sooo stupid asking you this…do you think what we did last week would be considered like incest?” This caught Jim totally off guard. “Wellll, I um…well no not really, not if you think about it, like I said before, we’re not related by blood, only by a piece of paper, how do you feel about it?” Jim asked.

“Well I have heard that incest is like really freaky or something and that only weird people do it, people with problems. But you’re right, we’re not really related. I um…” Sabrina hesitated, Jim noticed she had spread her legs more widely as their conversation continued.

“What Sweetheart?”

“Jim? I um…gosh I don’t know what to say, um…can you tell me what the difference is between cunnilingus and fellatio? I have seen those words in some of your Playboy magazines, I just didn’t know for sure what they meant. I think they mean oral sex, is that correct?”

Yes, yes it is sweetheart.”

“Mmm that feels good.” Sabrina said as she wiggled her ass a little in trying to really get into the massage she was recieiving. “Ok, so what’s the difference? What is cunnilingus and what is fellatio, what’s the difference between the two?”

“Ok…cunnilingus is…Um, well…remember last week, when I said I wanted to kiss you and I began kissing your vagina?”

“Um…yeees?” Sabrina said with a knowing grin.

“Well, that’s what cunnilingus is. Cunnilingus is when someone performs oral sex on a females vagina.”

“Soo, fellatio must be when…?”

“Yes sweetheart, when someone performs oral sex on a man it’s called fellatio.”

“Mmm, I see.” Sabrina said. She seemed content with the answer, in fact she seemed content with the massage she was getting to because as the two of them were talking she had now spread her legs so that each of her feet were on both sides of her bed, allowing Jim to massage as much of her as he felt comfortable with.

“I wonder what it’s going to be like for me to perform bahis siteleri fellatio. Like when I get married, if my husband has a dick as thick as yours, I might not be able to do it.” Sabrina said as she raised her head and turned to look toward Jim. “Don’t you remember what the dentist told me when he had to give me that root canal? He said I had one of the smallest mouths he had ever seen and that it was hard to work on me, trying to fit the instruments inside my mouth plus his hands, he said he had a tough time.”

Jim smiled, only responding to her with, “Uhuh.” as he continually worked her legs over real good, slowly inching his way up to her crevice. Sabrina was being very responsive to the attention she was recieving from Jim, not only in her bodily actions but also mentioning that: “She wished they could relive what happened between them last week.”

“Sabrina, I think we better stop this, I’m getting hard as a freaking rock Honey.”

“Mmmm, you think I’m cute don’t you Jim?

“Well, yea, but I think that would be an understatement.”

“Really, do you think I’m hot?”

“Sabrina, believe me sweetheart, you’re going to make someone a very nice wife one day.”

“Whew, let me get up Jim.”

“You sure Honey?”

As Sabrina got up and left Jim sitting on the edge of her bed she noticed his erection beneath his sweat pants. She walked over to the mirror and began brushing her long blonde hair. “Jim?”

“Uhuh?”

“I want to kiss you.”

“I don’t know Dear.” Jim said. “I know we have gotten pretty intimate with each other, probably more so than what we should have, but I’m not sure we should be kissing.”

“Ohh pleease? I mean gosh Jim it’s not like either one of us are going to run and tell mom, and besides, that’s not the kind of kiss I was talking about.”

“You mean you want to?”

“Yes.” Sabrina said before Jim could get the words out of his mouth, playing with her hair and fixing it up in a pony tail as she walked toward where Jim was sitting on the edge of her bed. “Can I? I mean, would you show me how? I want to pretend like it’s last week again.” Sabrina said with a sad pouty look. “Couldn’t we pretend like we’re married? Don’t you want to?”

Jim’s penis was so hard now, he felt like he hadn’t been this hard since he was Sabrina’s age. He saw by the look on her face that she was serious, she was not acting out of love or kindness or even appreciation for Jim’s willingness to be so open with her. She seemed to want to learn more about sex and about how to please a man. Yes, the look on her face was serious, the look of someone wanting so desperately to seek both guidance and acceptance. The room was silent for just a few minutes, the only thing that could be heard was the sound of a ticking clock and the birds singing outside Sabrina’s bedroom window. Jim layed back on Sabrina’s bed, his arms stretched up and his hands claspped behind his head, his legs were spread and his feet were resting on the floor. Sabrina moved closer to him, standing between his legs, nervously toying with a piece of lint on Jim’s sweatpants. Obviously Jim was horny, Sabrina couldn’t hardly keep her eyes off his concealed hardness.

“Sabrina? I want to see your breasts Baby.”

“You do?” Sabrina said nervously, “But they’re small.”

“Oh, no Baby, don’t worry about having small breasts Precious, a real man appreciates a woman for more than just a large set of breasts. A real man appreciates all of the womanly charms the female anatomy has to offer.”

“Really?”

“Yes Sweetheart.” Jim said as he raised himself up so his face was within inches of Sabrina’s large over night tee shirt covered breasts. “Really Baby, please? It’s ok Hun, you’re so sexy to me, I want to feel all of you Sweetheart.” Jim continued saying as he wrapped his arms around her waist, cupping and massaging her petite ass cheeks in both of his large hands as he continued flattering her and showering her with words of seduction. He inched his hands up the small of her back, rubbing her backside, slowly working his hands around to her sides until he finally felt the tender youthful breasts of the young woman standing before him, his wife’s daughter no less.

“Ohh Precious Girl, here, let me raise your shirt Baby.”

Sabrina didn’t move, nor did she say anything, she just continued looking down, she was not real proud of her breasts, she knew they were smaller than most of her girl friends, but Jim was making her feel good about herself. She raised her arms up enabling Jim to easlily raise her shirt.

“Ohhh yes.” Tim whispered. “Here Sweetheart, watch me.” Tim said as he licked her nipple. “See? Watch me.”

“Mmm, that feels good.” Sabrina whispered.

“See what I’m doing, see my tongue? Mmmm…”

Taking Sabrina’s nipple into his mouth he gently bahis şirketleri sucked it, pulling it with his teeth, holding her tit with his hand, giving her the attention that a sexually hungry woman deserves.

“See” Lick a little and suck a little, lick…and suck…lick…and suck, MMmmm yes, look at that nipple, mmm, mmm, mmmmm, see how it’s grown? If you want to suck my cock this is how I want you to do. Here.” Tim said as he laid back down on the bed. He lifted his ass up and pulled his sweat pants down to reveal his hairy torso, thighs, cock and balls. “C’mon Baby, it’s ok.”

“I want to do a good job, I want to make you shoot again.” Sabrina said. Over all she didn’t talk very much during this intense moment, she didn’t know what to say, but she was very eager to play along with the game.

“Remember how I showed you? Wrap your hand around the base Sweetheart, now lick it, lick my cock Precious, lick it up and down the shaft, make it wet, make it slick with your spit.”

“It doesn’t taste like anything, this is not bad, I like this. I have heard some girls get caled a whore or a slut because they sucked two or three different guys cocks. This doesn’t make me a slut does it?” Sabrina said as she licked and stroked Jim’s firm member.

“No Precious, just because a woman actually likes to fuck and suck cock does not mean she is a whore, not at all. All it means is that she is comfortable with herself and that she enjoys her sexuallity.”

“Do you want me to suck you?” Sabrina finally asked.

“If you’re ready Sweetheart, yes I do. Lick the head Baby. Mmmm, Ooohhh yea Baby. Ok, just plop the head into your mouth like you would a sucker but be easy.” Sabrina did as Jim told her, looking up at him as she did so, seeking his approval. Keepin her hand around the base of his shaft as she did so.

“Mmmm yes, now try going a little further down….Ohhh yea, ok back up Baby. That’s it…now back down as far as you can and come back up, just keep pumping me with your mouth. Uhuh, a steady rythm, a steady in and out pumping motion, all the way down…ok now all the way back up….down….and back up…..back down….up …..and back down…twist your head on the down stroke. Ohhh fuck!”

As Jim watched this innocent girl suck his cock, he couldn’t believe how incredibly beautiful she looked with his cock in her mouth, she was doing exactly as she was told to do, she wanted to please him so badly. He took one of his hands and ran it through her hair, holding her head in his hand as she continued up and down his cock, twisting her mouth in the opposite direction with each stroke.

“Are you going to shoot? Sabrina said breathlessly as she removed her mouth from his cock. “My mouth is getting tired.”

“Almost Princess, tell you what, just suck on the head but jack me off like you did last week, pump my cock with your hand as you suck the head. Sabrina twirled her tongue around his head in one direction slowly, then the the other, as she began to suck slightly harder, pumping his hardness with her hand…..she continued sucking, keepin him in her innocent little mouth.Ooohhh…uhuh….yes!…..Oh baby yes! Ok baby, I just felt the sperm break loose out of my balls, the faster you stroke the faster I’m going to cum.”

“I want to watch you shoot again.”

“Ok Sweetheart, yes…..Oooohhhh yes…here it….Gggrrrrraaaagg!!!! Hhmmppphh!!!!

Sabrina removed her mouth and pumped Jim’s cock in her tiny hand. “Yes Jim, shoot it!” With that said Jim splattered Sabrina’s neck….”Oooooaaaaggghh” Jim said as another shot fired out, this one much stronger and flying over her head.

“Oooh Jim, shoot it out!” Sabrina said as the rest of Jim’s sperm continued flowing from his cock and onto her hand on down to his hairy balls.

“Oooo man! Whew!” Baby, why don’t you run to the bathroom and get us a wash cloth? When Sabrina came back with the wash cloth her instincts took. She wanted to taste him, she wanted him to watch her, to make sure she was doing it right. Jim felt a sudden surge again as she cleaned his hardness, lapping all his cum into her mouth. Finally she had excused herself to go clean up, but …….Jim wanted to clean his cum from her hands…..as he grabbed her fingers and asked her to lay next to him. He kissed the cum from her face and lips….sucked her fingers as he massaged her naked breast with the other hand. Sabrina laid next to Jim like an angel of mercy arching her back from the touch of his hands stimulating her hard nipples. She took it upon herself to finish cleaning Jim up as well, softly cleaning his slowly deflating member.

“I swear Jim, I LOVE that we are able to do this. This really means a lot to me.”

“Me too Precious, me too.”

To all of those who responded to the first chapter, thank you very much. I am a total amateur at this stuff but find it to be very enjoyable (when time allows, lol)…I’d like to be able to add two more chapters if possible, or at least one more anyway. I think Jim needs to be inside of Sabrina, don’t you?

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The soft light caused Karen’s emerald earrings to gleam, her green eyes to sparkle, and her fine well tended hair to shine silver. The cutlery and the white table cloth, the crystal and the crockery all appeared unearthly, caught in that warm intimate light, and she, her tanned skin glowing, her risqué dress sparkling, and her elegant hands and fingers fiddling was the most beautiful of all. She certainly was a vision, thought David, Karen’s son, as he picked at his entree with a small fork, unable to keep his eyes off his 60 year old mother, sitting across from him.

David caught himself staring at his mother and stopped himself, ready to start the conversation again, before the persistent waiter came back. They had already awkwardly discussed his work schedule and then they had talked about his new apartment, conveniently located just minutes away from the restaurant.

“He knows about this, you know,” Karen stated, abruptly changing the subject, putting David on the spot.

“You mean…”

“Your father, he knows.”

“You mean about our dinner,” David said, sitting up, his heart beginning to race.

“Yes, our dinner date, don’t you mean David; I mean this is what it is, isn’t it David, a date?”

“Well yes,” David replied after an awkward moment, his heart still racing. “I mean, well I mean, ummm yes, yes it is.”

Karen smiled at her son’s awkwardness and red face and then absent-mindedly sipped her champagne, leaving more lipstick stained on the glass. Finally she continued.

“Anyway, I should say he suspects David. He’s never sure of anything. He saw how I was dressed and he knows it’s you I am meeting for dinner, so he must have his suspicions. He won’t do anything, of course, he never does anything except fume and complain impotently. Your father is a completely spineless man.”

David unconsciously puffed his chest out and Karen laughed at him. David enjoyed it when his mother put his father down and Karen knew it.

“I’m glad you finally accepted and came,” David said gently, reaching out to take his mother’s hand in his.

“Yes,” Karen began honestly, dropping all her usual pretence and signs of strength. “I was very close to knocking you back again David. This still feels a bit weird and wrong to me, but I know that you won’t give up and I have to say I am flattered by the attention and I admire your courage. Believe it or not most men are intimidated by me, or else they hate me, or they’re spineless, like your father.”

“I’m so glad you accepted mother, I really am,” David said earnestly, squeezing his mother’s hand.

“Yes, I can see David. Tell me, what are you expecting to happen after this dinner, hmmm?”

“Well, I was hoping we could take a walk through the park or we could stroll along the shoreline.”

“And then?”

“Well, we could get some coffee or a glass of champagne,” David spluttered, growing red faced again.

“And then?’

“Mother, I…”

“Do you think we’re going to end up in bed together? How do you think this so called date is going to end?” Karen asked her son pointedly.

David realised his mother was looking at him for honesty and courage.

“Yes,” he said simply. “Yes, that’s what’s going to happen.”

Karen broke out into laughter; motioning to the passing waiter for more champagne.

“Do you really think I’m going to do something like that David, with you of all people?”

David pondered for a moment, lost in his mother’s beauty again. Karen leant forward, the tops of her breasts exposed to his gaze. She picked at her entree. He was about to say something, but then the waiter rushed up, ready to serve them.

Karen had to give her son some points for effort. He had spent all of his available money on this date by obtaining reservations at a superb restaurant. And he had dressed well and groomed himself. He had acted like a gentleman and been entirely honest with her. Karen knew she was a touch sex starved and sexually frustrated, having rendered her husband impotent with her constant criticism, but she wasn’t sure she wanted to go down this road with David, no matter how good the dinner or his behaviour was.

Of course, she should have had affairs, she reasoned. She had done that in the past, she could have even divorced David’s father, but she seemed to be in some sort of rut, she figured and really couldn’t be bothered getting out of it at the moment.

She had to hand it to David though – he was a pervert and a sex addict, no doubt, but at least he was interesting. Karen became aware of his growing desire for his mommy a few years ago when one night a drunken David had told Karen that he loved her. The admission had caused Karen to laugh and laugh. But then, having blurted it out, David had followed it up with flowers, longing looks, an attentive ear and endless support canlı bahis over the next few years. Karen knew it – her son really did love her and her, surely one of the biggest bitches in the country. She was flattered and deep down she felt something for him, something others would have regarded as dark and unthinkable.

Meanwhile back at dinner David and Karen’s conversation became more formal as they ate. They spoke of her social engagements and his friends and future career aspirations. It almost felt like they were at her home, discussing the more mundane aspects of their lives. But then Karen picked up her spoon and gently ran the tip of her tongue along the edge, while looking at David and he gasped, grew red faced, his penis getting even harder. It had worked, the routine conversation was broken and David was lost in his mothers eyes again, struggling to sound intelligent and attractive.

“Are you alright David, you look all flustered,” she said, mockingly.

“Stirrer,” he returned, grinning. “That spoon has surely entered heaven.”

“You fool,” she replied, breaking into laughter, but pleased by the stupid comment.

The mood had changed. Karen leant forward, her attention on her son. David noted it and sat forward as well. His mother was grinning at him, her eyes inviting.

“Keep playing your cards right David and maybe I will go to bed with you.”

David was on the verge of reaching for his mother, ready to kiss her, but Karen sat back. She smiled.

“I’m ready to go for our walk now David.”

For a mad exhilarating moment Karen was tempted to just prick tease her son and teach him a lesson. She had done that sort of thing with desperate younger men before. Karen would flirt mercilessly, make all kinds of crude suggestions and promises and then leave them high and dry, alone with a large unsatisfied penis. She had also made a few guys cum in their pants with her antics. Karen couldn’t help it – she was born to torment some males. But then a second later she felt like running for her life, screaming out that she wouldn’t commit incest with David, if he were the last man on earth. Finally, she looked her son in the eye again and felt her heart melt.

They were strolling through the park, 30 minutes later, walking hand in hand, along a lane, when Karen turned to him.

“You must think I’m such a bitch, some times. I haven’t been very kind to you and I’ve made so much fun of you.”

“No, I could never think of you as a bitch mom.”

“Oh god, don’t call me that. Call me Karen please.”

“Okay Karen.”

“David, what are we going to do? This is such a crazy idea. Do you really want me to…?” Karen rushed out, stopping and letting go of her son’s hand.

“I know that’s what everybody says, that it’s crazy and wrong, but I…need you and I…”

“God, what would your father say, if he knew?”

“I don’t care what he thinks Karen.”

David took his mother’s hand in his and they walked on. David’s apartment was a short walk away, at the end of the park. His goal felt close, tangible, growing more real by the moment. David needed his mother, he needed to take her clothes off and get inside her. Karen could sense his need and she was feeling the need to touch him growing within her as well. They turned down the last narrow lane before the park opened out into lawn and ended at a long line of road. A few couples strolled by in the dark, oblivious, looking strange as they passed under the lamplights.

David turned to Karen, wanting to kiss her then and there. His mother stopped and faced him.

“I don’t think you know what you’re doing David,” she said, stroking his face with her hand.

“We don’t have to worry what others will think mother,” he replied, taking Karen into his arms.

“I think you would lead me to ruin David, the way you carry on, Karen said, looking into his eyes, a startled expression on her face, “are you going to kiss me?”

“Yes mother,” David said, leaning in.

“David,” Karen whispered, holding him off momentarily, her palms flat against his chest, staring at him.

“Please don’t resist anymore Karen,” he said, pleasantly shocking his mother by the way he was talking to her, “C’mon.”

“But David, you’re my…,” Karen managed to get out before David pulled her closer and kissed his mother on the lips, drowning out her mild objections.

She was caught in his spell and soon the two of them walked again, picking up their pace, crossing the park and then running across the road separating the park and David’s apartment building.

They were in the lift, breathless, flushed, looking at each other. David took his mother in his arms again and their lips met in a fierce open mouthed kiss. Their lips and tongues rolled and their hands and fingers searched for edges, pulling impatiently at bahis siteleri clothing. And then the lift door was open and David was pulling Karen to his door. And then they were inside and the door was locked behind them.

Karen had rarely had a man strip her so swiftly. She screeched with surprise at David’s desire. The man’s fingers unbuttoned, tore and unfastened and the beautiful dress slipped to the floor. And then the underwear went. Karen meanwhile was busy trying to get her sons clothes off. His pants went first and then his underwear. She grabbed David’s penis.

“There you bastard, I’ve got control…” Karen said before her son sealed her mouth with another kiss.

Karen had gotten all his clothes off, and then David picked his mother up and carried her to the bedroom.

He lay his mother back on his bed and climbed on. Karen wriggled and squirmed as her son parted her thighs with his hands.

“You bastard David, what no foreplay,” Karen hissed, grabbing her son’s rock hard penis and positioning him as he mounted her.

“No mom, no foreplay, I have to get inside you,” David whined, pressing the tip of his dripping penis against Karen’s pussy.

“Such a pervert, I love it.”

David bore down and he felt his mother’s body resist momentarily and then open and accept the large penis. She closed her eyes and groaned at him, her hands running up his sides as he impaled her, hitting rock bottom, inside his mother as deeply as he could be. David was so psychologically charged up that he almost lost control and ejaculated on the spot. After a deep sigh of satisfaction he focused and calmed down however.

“Don’t you dare David, don’t be an asshole like your father, please,” Karen hissed, not pleased at the idea that her son would blow it so soon after spending so long pursuing her.

“Awww Karen, it’s good.”

“Let me get on top darling.”

Karen placed her hands on his shoulders and forced him to get on his back, his head at the bottom of the bed. She climbed over him, David’s penis still buried inside her body and began to wriggle back and forth and side to side, while making noises that sounded like absurd squeaks.

“Awww gawd, you little bastard, awww gawd I can’t believe I’m doing this, awww.”

David held his mother’s hips, helping her to bounce up and down crudely, rising and crashing down on the big penis, driving it in up to the balls only to have it re-appear all shiny with Karen’s fluid on it. Karen was groaning, hysterical, dropping all her pretentions, self-composure, her well aimed malice and looking like a mad and grinning fool as she bounced up and down, almost as she was stuck on her son’s big penis and was unable to get off. David loved the way his mother looked. He loved staring at her tanned skin – her short silver hair, her blue eyes, her tiny mouth, and her breasts.

“Don’t you laugh at me you bastard,” Karen exclaimed, her face aglow, almost laughing herself.

David let out a soft moan and reached up and cupped his mother’s breasts in his hands, rubbing his palms against the tips. Then he abruptly sat up, taking his mother into his arms, holding her tight, running his fingers through her hair, rolling his powerful hips to rub his penis inside her.

“Okay, this was a good idea David,” Karen said, catching her breath, her face against his chest.

Then he laid his mother on her back swiftly, while she shrieked, all ready to dominate the sex and her. Strangely, Karen didn’t aim one of her well worded arrows at her son or raise a complaint.

Karen opened her legs wide and placed her hands on his shoulders and grew more intense. And David lifted himself up, the weight of his upper body supported on his out stretched arms. He looked down at his mother triumphantly while she grinned at him.

“Yes, that’s the way darling,” Karen hissed up at him a few minutes later, encouraging her son to fuck her harder.

“Ohhhhh mother,” David enthused, thrusting his sensational feeling penis inside her again and again, maintaining a rhythm that emulated the workings of a piston, “I love fucking you, I love fucking you so much, ohhhhh mother.”

“Fuck me then son, fuck me,” Karen said, ready to talk dirty as well.

“I wish I could fuck you forever mother and never stop, never ever stop – awwww.”

“Yes, forever David, never stop fucking me.”

It was a beautiful scene for the voyeur and one couple caught the sound of it as it floated through the open window of David’s apartment and out into the street below – an aristocratic 60 year old woman lay naked, her silver hair, patrician well lined features and her beautiful tanned body caught in the glow from the streetlight outside. She was cumming and letting her young lover know in her familiar raspy and whining voice, the words still more or less perfectly formed and pronounced bahis şirketleri even though she was shaking with orgasm.

And her 35 year old lover, big bodied and usually under such a high degree of self-control was on top of her, his arms under her narrow shoulders, his face inches from hers moaning at her, kissing her mouth deeply, pushing his tongue inside. His broad hips rising and falling, rocking and rolling causing the older woman to gasp at the urgency and power of his body.

David quickly picked his mother up and held her again, the two sitting up, her in his lap, the bloated oozing penis deep inside, ready to shoot.

“Oh David, you’re such a man.” Karen said, exhausted.

“Mother, please look at me,” David said, his orgasm fast approaching.

And that was how he came. Karen looked her son square in the eye, silent, her hand on his shoulder, refusing to break eye contact as he roared at her, bucking his hips and causing her breasts to shake, her body to rise and fall. He was shooting his semen inside his mother and they continued staring at each other.

It was two weeks later and Karen was lying on her son’s bed, the scene of so much recent incestuous sex between them. She was lying between his open legs, her fingers parting and vainly trying to smooth down his kinky pubic hair.

“You’re bad for me David, I do things with you that I shouldn’t.”

“We haven’t done that much mother.”

“Ha, you know that’s not true,” Karen said, looking down at her son’s saliva covered cock, “It’s been a long time since I’ve sucked a man’s penis as much as I’ve sucked yours.”

“I wish you could suck it every second of everyday.”

“Shocking statement, that’s what I mean David,” Karen said, breaking into laughter.

“Please Karen, please.”

Karen looked at her son’s penis, then she took it in her hand and dropped her head and David sighed as she flicked at the underside of his knob with her tongue and then kissed the tip with a parted mouth.

“Awww mother.”

Karen smiled and then her head dropped and dropped. The knob disappeared and then a large portion of the shaft ended up in her mouth as well, rubbing against her tongue, the knob pressing at the back of her throat, seeking to get in even further. Then Karen started sucking him with sweet sounding strokes, her head bobbing and her lips tight.

David lay back on his bed, enjoying it. He loved the feeling of his sensitive dick in Karen’s soft and warm mouth, her tongue playing havoc with the tingling head, the motion and twist of her head as she worked the upper part of his penis, while stroking the base with her slimy fist, before driving down again taking it in deep.

“David, where is this going,” Karen asked, suddenly stopping, “I mean I don’t know about us?”

“I am in love with you Karen, you know that. I want you to move in with me.”

“Really,” she said brightly, pleased at the idea, stroking his penis by hand.

“Yes, of course,” David said, sighing with pleasure.

Karen’s head dropped again. She was sucking him vigorously, tickling his balls with her fingernails.

“Ha, what a scandal it would cause – divorcing your father and collecting a fortune to go running off with you,” Karen continued saying a few moments later, “of course nobody could ever know we were lovers.”

“Just do it, I can’t handle not having you here all the time Karen.”

“Yes, yes indeed David, let me talk with our lawyer,” Karen schemed, and then looking down at her son’s raging edged cock asked “and now what should we do with this?”

“I need to get back inside you mother.”

“My word,” I never met a man more perverted, desperate and with less self-control,” Karen said cheerfully, lying back on the bed and opening her legs for David to get access.

David was so worked up. His mother had been sucking him for hours, punctuating the time with long periods where she let him rest and talked about all manner of things. By the time Karen lay back on the bed David’s cock was fiery red, the knob almost purple, and his balls heavy and aching. The penis felt like a blunt instrument. Karen barely noticed the effect she had had on him.

He quickly placed the tip against his mother’s vagina and with Karen’s urging bore down and the overly sensitive dick sank into the soft and warm heat. He looked down at her, his jaw dropping and his eyes wild and together they built an urgent rhythm.

“Awwwww muuttthhhhaaaaa,” he groaned, the pleasure radiating along his skin and coursing through his prick.

Karen held him tight, aware of how stirred up he was. It turned her on and she felt the pleasure grow. It was hopeless though, David had exhausted all his self-control. He was there, long before Karen would reach orgasm.

“Awwww! Awwww! Awwww!”

Six months later Karen had moved in with David, creating the illusion of a socially acceptable relationship by maintaining a bedroom where she was supposed to sleep, but really sleeping with her son in his bedroom. Everything had turned out alright.

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Massage Leads to Sex Ch. 03

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Wednesday:

All evening on Tuesday I pondered letting Will fuck my arse, I was nervous about it but decided as Will had treat me so well, and given me a new lease for life with this sexual awakening then I’d let it happen.

I watched some anal porn online to educate and prepare myself, the one thing I learned was that you couldn’t have too much lube.

I looked through my collection of vibrators and chose one that wasn’t too thick smothered it in plenty of lube and began to work it up my arsehole. The vibration on my anus felt really good, and once I’d relaxed was surprised how easily I got the vibrator inside me. Taking my time I gently eased it in bit by bit until the full length about 7 inches was completely inside me, so feeling happy that I could give Will his wishes I cleaned up and went to sleep.

I chose blue underwear trimmed with white lace today, I had no after effects from last night’s anal fucking with my vibrator, so I was happy and confident when I arrived at Wills house.

Will met me at the door and closed the door behind me, he stood behind me in the hallway and put his arms around my waist, he started to kiss the back of my neck while moving his hands up my body until he reached my big tits, he cupped one tit in each hand and my nipples hardened immediately. I dressed casually today with a vest top and a pair of white jeans, so I was showing a lot of cleavage both with my tits and canlı bahis the huge bulging camel toe between my legs. I could feel Will’s hard cock pushing against my arse and reached around and rubbed it.

Will carried on stroking my tits with one hand then moved his hand down to my hungry wet pussy, he traced his finger up and down the gap caused by the camel toe and confessed he’d seen it as soon as I walked in and it had turned him on knowing he’d be inside it soon.

This time I took a bit of control and took his hand and led him to his bedroom, I removed his t shirt and shorts and as usual he wasn’t wearing pants he sat on the edge of the bed and I removed my top, he loved how my bra was enhancing my huge tits and kissed them as they spilled out of the top of the bra. I unbuttoned my jeans and kicked them off as they fell down my legs, standing there in just my bra and panties I pushed Will back on the bed, I got onto the bed and positioned myself over his face, I lowered myself down and the camel toe in my panties was widening all the time. I reached Will’s face and he inhaled deeply he said I love the smell of your pussy, then he put his tongue inside the crease in my already wet satin panties and licked up and down the length of my slit, each time he reached my clit he give it a slight bite or suck, I told him to keep sucking on it and within seconds I filled my panties with my womanly cunt juices.

Will licked bahis siteleri his lips clean of my cum as I stood up and let him pull my panties down my legs then he took them off and put them under the pillow.

I straddled his cock it was rock hard and oozing precum and lying flat against his body, I lowered myself onto it and just using the slit of my cunt I slid up and down the full length of it including his balls.

I’d never fucked anyone like this before but wow it felt amazing, my clit was so tender as I slid on that hard cock lubricated with my own cunt juices. And it got even wetter as I cum yet again. I was thinking how I’d become a cock hungry confident sexual woman when just a few days ago I was a downtrodden frustrated sexless housewife.

I loved the new me.

I told Will of last night’s anal fun and said that I’m happy to let him fuck my arse.

He was amazed and promised we could stop at any time.

I had some lube in my bag but should have known Will would have some. He started by turning me over and raising my arse in the air where he started to lick my pussy from behind, he was licking my juice up from my pussy and onto my arse hole, then he squirted some extra lube on me and started fingering my arse, it slipped in very easy and Will put it in just a bit at a time adding lube regularly, eventually he removed his finger and lubed his cock and squeezed a lot more onto and inside bahis şirketleri my arse, I felt his cock head at the entrance to my arse hole and held my breath in anticipation. Will pushed and I felt it open slightly then he pushed some more and I felt the head slip inside me, it hurt a little bit but I wanted to continue, he then eased it in a little by little until it was deep inside me, Will asked if I was ok, I said yes so he gently fucked my arsehole. I started to really enjoy it and put my hand between my legs and finger fucked my cunt, Will sensed my excitement and began to fuck me more vigorously, I rubbed my clit furiously and cum once again, Will stopped thrusting me and left his cock in me telling me he could feel my orgasm, this put him over the edge and I felt his thick cock pulsate and unload a stream of cum deep inside me.

Will pulled his cock out and I felt every inch slide out then fall out with a ‘pop’ and a slurp.

We went to the bathroom and cleaned up before returning to the bedroom. We laid on the bed and we were naked except for my bra, so I took it off to be more comfortable, being curvy I’d never been very comfortable with my body but I felt sexy for once, it was how Will made me feel about myself, giving me the confidence to be naked in front of him instead of being verbally abused.

We cuddled as we talked, my head resting on Wills chest as he stroked my arse, it felt wonderful, I know it was pure lust and could never be anything else, but I was more than happy with the situation.

I’d learned so much in these 3 short days, I needed more and wanted more.

Now, what would Thursday bring?

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The Dark Taboo

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He stood by his bedroom window looking out into the garden. It was 7-30 a.m. and he watched his mother make the morning inspection of her beloved plants. Flowers, vegetables, and fruit trees grew in profusion under her Earth Mother touch. He knew that she would have risen at 6-30 a.m., this being her habit, except in winter when the dark mornings kept her to bed until 7 p.m. She moved with grace and ease, carrying her five feet eleven inches height uprightly, except when she bent to inspect some flower of vegetable.

She was a woman who could accurately be described as “Statuesque.”

She knew he watched. He had watched her morning garden tour for years now, first when he was at high school, then university and now when he had started his first real job. She did not need to turn to see him. She felt his gaze just as she could always sense his presence when he was near but not visible to her. In her minds eye she saw him, so like his father, the “Gentle Giant.” She sighed as the image of her beloved Gordon came before her.

He had been lover and friend as well as husband.

He saw her bend and was moved by the curve of her neck and the gentleness of her hand as she touched a rose. No wonder his father had adored her, that giant of a man, six feet five inches tall with a powerful frame. He had run a building business and for all his formidable appearance, he had been almost a father figure to those who worked for him. Little wonder they called him “The Gentle Giant.” Always ready to hear and help with their problems, they were devoted to him, and they would have worked until they dropped for him.

At his funeral big tough construction workers had wept openly.

She remembered the onset of Gordon’s sickness. The scourge of cancer that over two years had reduced this mighty man to a living skeleton until he found release in death aged forty two. She had trained as a nurse, and so had cared for him right until the end. His business had been profitable, and when, following his death, it was decided to sell it, she had been left with a reasonably adequate income – the income that had seen her son, also named Gordon, through the latter part of high school and then university and the study of engineering. A month ago Gordon had gained his first position with the Institute of Building Science.

Where to now?

He turned from the window, his morning vigil over, and prepared himself for the day’s work. When he arrived in the kitchen she was there preparing his breakfast. She had always been there. She had been his sustainer, first nourishing him at her breasts, then forever preparing his meals, cleaning his room and changing his bed. She had also been his sustainer in other things. When he was depressed about his studies, when he was in conflict with friends, and above all, and despite her own devastating grief, when his father died. As her garden flourished, so had he grown through her love and care.

She was truly “The Mother.”

She turned to him and smiled. canlı bahis “How like Gordon he looks,” she thought. “Perhaps not quite so tall – an inch or so shorter, but the same gentle strength. Now he had reached manhood, would have an income of his own, so the time was drawing near. Since Gordon’s death, she had been restrained in her relations with men. What few there had been had not lasted because she did not want them to last. She had made sure that her son never saw or heard anything, but he was not a fool, and must know that she was a woman with sexual needs. She had been very careful to avoid a pregnancy and disease.

Nothing was to stand between her and the relationship with her son.

He returned her smile and thought, “How beautiful she is.” They had been on their own now ever since his older sister, Sylvia, had met and married one of his father’s workers. That was four years ago, and as is often the case with construction workers, they traveled to wherever the work was, so were rarely able to visit. He wondered at times if his mother ever tired of supporting him. She had never shown any signs of wanting to be rid of him, but perhaps now was the time to turn things around. He had received his first salary and contributed a substantial portion to the running of the household. This made him feel mature and independent. It was almost as if he was her… A dark shadow seemed to pass over his mind. He could not complete the thought he had begun. He had experienced this before when thinking about his mother. Why could he not give form to it?

He ate his breakfast.

She watched him as he ate and saw the changes flit across his face. Always quiet, he now seemed to go inside himself, to some place she could not reach. There had been times like this before and she had wondered if it was girl trouble. She knew there had been girls and older women. She assumed that like his father and herself, he was very virile, and certainly, he was attractive enough to draw women to him. Now as she looked at him she felt, not for the first time, wetness in her groin and the slight pulsating of her clitoris.

“Yes,” she thought, “The time is very near.”

He rose from the table and prepared to leave for work. They kissed as they always had when he was about to leave the house – a gentle loving kiss. He felt a stirring in his penis at this contact with her. Whenever they touched now this happened. “A week since I was with a girl,” he thought, “I need a good fuck.” That is what it had been with those girls and women, a fuck, and not always good. Oddly, he always chose females who were somehow less than he might have won if he tried. As he shot into them, there was always the dark shadow between them and him. When he had finished he wanted nothing more than to escape from their cloying grasp, and so he departed as soon as possible feeling a sense of guilt and disgust.

He left for work.

She had a part time job as a doctor’s receptionist. This not only topped up her finances, but bahis siteleri had also served to distract her from her grief when Gordon died. She now departed for the morning surgery. The work was not over taxing and she had time to engage in her own thoughts. This morning, knowing that the time was near, she thought through what must be done. She was perfectly clear in her own mind how matters stood for her. Once through her period of mourning she had turned all her love and devotion on to her son. This love had imperceptibly taken on a sexual content. At first, she hid this from herself, but she was a woman who could not tolerate self-deception, so finally she had openly acknowledged to herself this desire for him.

She must be careful.

He tried to set about his work, but seemed to lack concentration. Visions of his mother kept cropping up in his mind – pictures of her standing before him naked, which he struggled to blot out. This had happened before and had caused him the physical distress of an unwanted erection and dribbling of precum. He had never seen his mother naked. He had never tried to spy on her, to try to see her in the shower or peer through a half-open bedroom door. His love and respect for her was too deep for such sordid games. The most he had ever seen of her body was when, in a modest one piece bathing costume, she swam in or lay beside their pool. He had seen long slender legs that ended with the firm indent of her vagina, and the very firm breasts and the nipples that showed through the cloth when it was wet. He had enjoyed watching her brush her long auburn hair and even taken his turn with the brush, reveling in the lovely curve of her neck. Above all, he enjoyed her beautiful eyes, dark brown and almost oriental.

At those times she was his goddess, she was “The Woman.”

She finished her work at midday and made her way home. She knew what she must do and the risk it would involve. If she failed, then everything might be at an end and two lives destroyed. If she succeeded, then life for both of them, their mother-son relationship, would be drastically modified. On the other hand, it would not be possible for them to go on living together as they had done for very much longer. At first the men she had been with since her husband’s death, had taken on her husband’s face as they fucked. Later, that face had been her son’s. She had also noticed her son’s erections at the poolside and when he brushed her hair. Despite her own need, she knew she must wait for the crucial time. Now he was mature and independent the decision could be made.

She faced the fact that he was “The Man.”

His mind reeled. “My God, what have I been thinking about my mother?” He collapsed against a workbench and a black cloud, rising from the depths of a tribal past and its incest taboo engulfed him. Those emotions un-evolved since man first rose onto his hind legs, those desires so long prohibited by man and his gods, swamped him and the burden of the imposed guilt bore down bahis şirketleri on him as he slipped to the floor crying, “Oh God, no.” He heard voices and felt himself being carried. Then he was in a car and a voice said, “Feeling better now, old chap.”

He managed a feeble, “Yes.”

She was alarmed as they helped him into the house, and explained that he had collapsed at work. They had left and he tried to speak. “Mother, I…I…” ” It’s all right, darling, bed now and talk later,” she said, and got him to the bedroom and helped him undress. She thought she would wait and see how he progressed before she called the doctor.

She sat by his bed until he dropped off into a fitful sleep.

She returned to look in on him at intervals and after about four hours, she found him awake, but very pale. Sitting beside him, she began to question him about what happened. His guard was down, so he half explained what had happened. “Mother, I thought some awful thoughts about you and I.” She knew instantly what he meant but wanted him to say it. She encouraged him, stroking his face, saying, “What sort of thoughts, my love?” “Sexual thoughts,” he moaned. “Is that so bad?” she questioned. “Mother…” he gasped, “I…I…you…it’s wrong, sinful…it’s prohibited.” “My darling,” she said quietly, “we live in the twenty first century, not in a Stone Age tribe. Think about that, will you?”

She left him.

He lay in bed trying to come to terms with the few words she had left him with. “Think about that,” Yes, but how think about it? His thoughts and emotions about his mother had been so powerful that his brain had sought to blot them out and he had collapsed. Was his mother now saying that such thoughts and emotions were okay? And if they were okay, what about their fulfillment? Was that okay too? The feelings of fear and dread that had overcome him earlier had now turned to puzzlement. What should he do and how?

He dozed off again in the midst of these thoughts.

Assured now in the action she must take, she prepared a simple meal. She went to his room and found him awake, and asked if he wanted to eat there, or would he get up? He decided to get up, saying he was feeling much better. As so often happens with our problems and anxieties, during his doze there had been a sort of resolution of the thoughts that had distressed him. He rose, put on his dressing gown, and went to the dining room. During the meal, they touched briefly upon their previous conversation. She only asked, “Did you think about what I said?” “Yes,” he answered. “Did it help?” she queried.

“Yes, I feel a whole lot better now,” he replied.

When they had cleared up after the meal she said, “I’ll go and take a shower.” Finishing her shower she went to her bedroom and carefully chose what she would wear. It was a black, lacy little wrap around held round the waist by a cloth tie. She took a deep breath, and left her room. She entered the living room where he was sitting and walked up to within a couple of paces of him. He looked up startled. He had never seen her dressed like this before. She untied the cloth round her waist, let the wrap fall open and slide to the floor.

“I think the time has come, my darling,” she murmured.

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The Day I Thought About Daddy

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Brunette

What kind of sexual deviant AM I?

I mean, who fantasizes about having sex with her own father? Seriously. Across the board EVERY culture (and even a number of other species) considers incest wrong. Nothing ever actually happened between us. He never touched me or acted in a way that an outsider would think was inappropriate. I think I would literally die from embarrassment if he ever found out what thoughts go through my head when I’m fingering or toying myself silly.

It wasn’t always like this, of course. I didn’t enter puberty “in love” with my father. I like to think I was as normal as any teenage girl (which isn’t saying much, I admit) throughout those years. That being said, I do remember the EXACT incident that locked this taboo in my head. I’ve shared it a couple times in the chat room. Someone suggested I write it down and submit it as a story. After a lot of soul searching, I finally decided to. To be honest, writing it out in detail and putting it out there is kind of turning me on. I’m not sure which category it will go in, I’m hoping “Incest/Taboo” as opposed to “Voyeur”. There’s no reason the change the names to protect the innocent, as I’m not giving any names. Plus, honestly, I think my innocence was lost that afternoon.

Normally after swim practice, I go in and shower off all the pool water/chemicals, rinse out and spin dry my suit, get dressed, and go home. That day was different because Sherry had a family thing RIGHT after practice and she was my ride home. We got out of the water, dried off as best we could on deck, put our clothes on right over our damp suits and rushed out to the parking lot.

When I got home, the driveway was empty. Mom and Dad were still at work as usual. I went inside and straight to my room to get out of this wet damp swimsuit. Let me tell you, wet denim is a bitch to get off and the residual moisture in my suit had soaked my jeans. Anyway, after getting my school clothes off, I went down the hall to take my shower.

Peeling that Spandex second skin off, I got in the shower and held my suit up to soak and then wring out as much chlorine as I could get out-

-I occurs to me that “literary convention” (as well as horny readers) demand that I go in to more graphic detail about the act of undressing. It also occurs to me that I haven’t described myself yet. As a non-writer, I’ll try my best. I was freakishly tall for my age: 5′-10. As a swimmer, I would say I was pretty fit. As my name suggests, canlı bahis I am a redhead. Yes, with freckles. Brown eyes. I wouldn’t say I was “beautiful” by any means, but I guess I was considered pretty at the time. Unlike most of the stories that I read on here, I wasn’t a gymnast or track star or honor student or anything exceptional. Honestly, I was really only a better than average swimmer. I had friends, mostly B’s and C’s, normal social life, yada yada yada. As far as undressing, if you aren’t familiar with competitive swimwear, it is TIGHT. Something about streamlining and all that. So, I pulled the shoulder straps down and my arms out before pulling/rolling it down my body inside out. Of course, the first things to come free were my breasts. Clarification for the editors and mods: my 18-year old breasts. I was a C cup at the time and having the girls squished up like that was uncomfortable. I imagine my top-heaviness had something to do with my not being able to reach my goal times as well. With a sigh, I reached under them and lifted them away from my body to let some air under them and massage them a bit. I continued to pull my suit down over my hips and ass and dropped it to the floor from there. I stepped out of it, picked it up off the floor, and got in the shower. Now back to that shower, already in progress…-

-wring out as much chlorine as I could get out. After a couple cycles of that, I draped my suit over the towel rack and started rinsing my body off. I kept my hair about shoulder length then and leaned back in to the shower head and let it massage my head and wash through my hair. I think that’s always been my favorite part of showering: having the water pressure hitting and running down my scalp. Taking the hand unit off of the showerhead, I started rinsing and sloughing off the rest of my body-arms, abs, legs, everything. As I was washing my legs, the stream ran over my lady-bits and sent a pleasurable jolt through me. Now, I was no prude. I had used the shower for that a couple times but didn’t want to continue that activity right then.

Feeling mostly clean, I turned off the shower and got out to dry off. As I was drying between my legs, the friction of the towel stimulated me again. I resisted the urge, finished drying off, wrapped the towel around myself and padded back to my room. Tossing a clean bra and pair of underwear on the bed, I sat down to dress. The tingle in my stomach from the shower and towel finally won out and I lay back bahis siteleri on my bed, spread my legs and started to tease myself. I wasn’t a fan of the shaved bare look but I did like to be well trimmed. As a result, it was very easy for my fingers to trace up and down my still moist pussy lips. -BTW, yes I am a real/natural redhead- I like the slow build up to climax, so I take my time when I “workout”. One hand was tracing along my outer lips and the other was pinching and tweaking my nipples.

Apparently while I was in the shower, Daddy came home from work early. -now you see why this is an Incest/Taboo story. Yes, I did and still do call him “Daddy”-. Had I known he was home, I would have shut my door when I went in my room. I was probably making little mewing sounds or moans or some such and he heard me and came down the hall to investigate.

I had progressed to using both my hands to manipulate myself. My legs were spread wider and one hand was holding the folds open while the other was pumping 2 fingers in and out. I’m sure I was too lost in my own pleasure to hear the floorboards creaking and warning me I wasn’t alone. I was getting closer to my orgasm when my eyes opened a crack. I don’t know WHY I happened to look where I did, but when I did it was at the gap between the hinges and the door frame. And there was Daddy looking through. Watching his little girl fingerfucking herself like some wanton porn star. As soon as I realized he was watching me and before I could scream or anything my orgasm hit me like a fucking freight train. I had been sexually active for a while at that point, so I was pretty familiar with my body. This was like nothing I had ever experienced in my life to that point. It was so much more intense than anything I could describe. It was the first one I ever had that caused me to cry out. I knew he was there watching me and I didn’t care. I don’t think I could have held it in anyway.

Holding my fingers deep in me, my thumb pressing down and rubbing on my little clity I waited for the sensation to diminish. When it did, I went back to gently rubbing my lips and playing with my stiff nipples as I came down. I cracked my eyes open again and still saw Daddy’s shadow watching me and all I wanted was to experience that thrill again. The way my room was set up I was laying crosswise on my bed and my splayed legs were facing my open door giving Daddy a show. Once the sensitivity of my first orgasm passed I went back to fingering. I felt bahis şirketleri the next one building and brought my feet up on to the bed allowing me to arch my back for a different sensation. As I was arching, I admit to shifting myself just a little bit so I was facing the hinges more than the door. Again, knowing that I had done that on purpose to give my Daddy an even more obscene show was enough for trigger my next orgasm. My back arched in pleasure and I moaned again. I don’t have the words to describe how this one felt. It was beyond any pleasure I could have imagined and even more intense that the first one. Thinking back, part of me wishes I had moaned his name but the rest of me is glad I didn’t. After this one, I collapsed on to my bed. I couldn’t even touch myself I was so spent and sensitive. Once I caught my breath, I realized that my hands were on my breasts massaging and playing with them. I had never cum multiple times before that. I had always been content with one when I was taking care of myself and with boyfriends at the time, I was ecstatic if they let me cum before they did.

Looking back at my door, I saw that Daddy was no longer there watching me. Which was probably for the better because I would have tried to keep going and I don’t know my body would have LET me. Once my heart rate came back down to normal, I stood up and cleaned myself up before putting on a pair of gym shorts, bra, and t-shirt. I went out in to the hall and stood where Daddy was, looking through the gap at my bed. Imagining what he was seeing and thinking watching me. I glanced down in curiosity looking for and “signs” that he was out here and there were none. I went back in to the bathroom to brush my hair and put my dirty towel in the clothes hamper. I lifted the lid and just before tossing my towel in, I saw the pants and top I was wearing today but not my panties. I know for a fact I tossed all of them in when I went to shower. I felt a tingle in the pit of my stomach as I thought of why they weren’t in the hamper anymore while I did my hair.

I came down the stairs and in to the kitchen. I feigned surprise at finding Daddy sitting at the table. “Oh! Daddy! I didn’t realize you were home.” I went up to him and gave him a big hug and kiss like I did every night when he came home. I noticed he was a little more tentative in his return hug and that made me a little sad. To this day, I don’t think he knew that I knew he was watching me.

Well, that’s what happened that afternoon. Nothing more to see here. If response is good, I have a couple fantasies I can try to write and share. I’ve never been a “writer” really, so as you judge this please be gentle. It’s my first time. -grin-

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The Crazy Things We Do For Family

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Author’s notes: It just wouldn’t be right if I didn’t kick things off by mentioning this; for the sake of the easily offended or simply misinformed, this story contains scenes of incest, between a mother and son in particular, and other sorts of sexual acts that are considered taboo. It’s pretty dirty I tell you. So at the end of the day what I’m really saying is… read it at your own risk. I have another warning, but this time it’s directed towards those who prefer a short and sweet type of story; I can dig that, but this is not one of those stories.

The last two droplets of the part of my, I feel are obligatory, notifications go like this; all persons in this story involved in any sort of sexual activity are over the age of eighteen. Likewise, if you’re a reader that happens to be under that specified age, do not read this story. Now, when I first came up with this unusual tale I call ‘The Crazy Things We Do For Family’, I was trying to think a little outside of the longish-incest-story box, so there’s absolutely no slow, romantic climb into the action. But bear in mind, that doesn’t mean that I did not put any thought into my story. I would also like to mention this; the titles I gave to the respective parts in this story were inspired by my protagonist’s thoughts and actions, more than being chapters.

To give you a better understanding of what I mean by that, I’ll ask you a question. If you were about to do something difficult, what would be the names of the individual stages you’d go through, before, during and subsequently to you doing that difficult task? Get it now? Right, let’s move on. In addition to the titles, they follow a scheme, and will guide you through the story’s timeline, so pay attention. Since writing is a newly discovered obsession of mine, and, since this is in fact the first story I’ve actually managed to complete, any type of constructive criticism would be welcomed with open arms. Similarly, please take the few seconds it would take to rate the story on completion of reading it. Now that we’ve gotten all of that out of the way, I really hope you enjoy it.

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Karen squealed, wiggled, kicked, scratched and clawed, as she tried to fight off a very large man, who was disguised in a creepy, colourful, Joker mask, which was made out of rubber. In addition to this man, he had the advantage in this grizzly situation, because both of his gloved hands were tightly locked around her throat, as they tussled on the couch inside the living room of her home.

With one adrenalin fuelled thrust against his chest, executed by the use of her right leg, her brawny assailant staggered backwards, toppled over her coffee table and then crashed onto the cold, hard floor. Karen realised that her chances to escape wouldn’t get any better than this. Consequently, she leaped off of her couch with catlike agility.

Even though she was in her high heels, she then sprinted through her living room with the grace of a gazelle and made her way to the front door of the house she inherited from her grandparents. She desperately needed the help she would receive once she got outside. As she turned the handle of the front door, her blood instantly went cold, because she realised it was locked and she did not have the key for it.

“Where the hell is this key?” Karen panicked as she frantically checked her pockets and the mounted key rack to no avail. “Shit!” she blurted, with a combination of both fear and frustration. Just as she set herself in motion to find a new potential exit, she discovered that her path was blocked by the large, Joker masked man. He had her trapped like a mouse.

“What do you want from me?” she yelled at him. He silently stared her down for a few moments, and then without answering her question, he suddenly charged at her. That’s when Karen’s ‘fight’ in her ‘fight or flight’ response kicked in. As a result, she quickly grabbed the heavy vase that was placed on the long table that was standing beside her and hurled it at him with all of her might.

And as luck would have it, her assailant ran face first into her improvised choice of weaponry, smashing it into pieces, as he crumbled to the floor. Taking advantage of her luck, she quickly skipped over her wounded attacker, who was groaning in agony on the floor, and then made her way to the staircase. “Somebody, please help me!” she cried out at the utter top of her lungs, in addition, her eyes became misty, as she hastily dashed up the flight of her stairs.

After reaching the summit of the staircase, she quickly sprinted down the hallway and run into her guestroom, which also happened to be her younger brother’s former bedroom, and gently closed its door behind her. She decided that she would escape the house by climbing onto the rooftop of the patio downstairs, but for some bizarre reason, all the windows of the guestroom were sealed tight.

“What the hell did this guy do to my house?” she said, as she tried her hardest to yank up the windows. But try as she might, they simply did canlı bahis not open. But fear not, because that’s when Karen came up with a plan B, which was to hide inside the closet of the guestroom. That would buy her some time to call the cops and wait for them.

Subsequently to entering the empty space of the closet and quietly closing its door, she took a seat on the hard, wooden floor. She then reached into the back pocket of her jeans, withdrew her I-phone, and prayed so that her assailant would not locate her before the arrival of the police.

With her hand shaking, she dialled the emergency number into her phone and then placed it against her ear. But that action wasn’t followed by the anticipated ringing sounds. What’s going on? She checked the screen of her phone. “Ah, come on,” she exclaimed in a whisper, as she tossed her phone on the wooden floor beneath her. She had no phone reception.

A few seconds later from the thud her phone made, Karen was frozen in fear, because that’s when the creaky door of the guestroom’s main entrance slowly pushed open. Oops, throwing her phone in frustration the way she did was definitely an unwise move. The gradual sound of the large, masked man’s footsteps began, and sounded like they were approaching her hiding spot.

“This can’t be happening,” she whispered ever so softly, placing her right hand over her mouth to muffle her breathing, as a few tears started to run down her face. Once her assailant ultimately reached the closet’s closed door, he stopped, which made Karen close her eyes and drop her head as she trembled in fear. She was also trying to be as quite as possible.

But she let out a shrill whimper and shuddered as the door that concealed her abruptly flew open. Now even though she was both sobbing and completely terrified, she mustered the courage to lift her head as she looked her masked assailant in the eye. “Please… don’t… kill… me,” she beseeched him as she wheezed.

The large, Joker masked man silently hovered over his powerless victim, by the cruel means of looking down at her for about ten terrifying seconds. And then without warning, he suddenly lunged downwards and grabbed her by her throat again.

That’s when Karen’s eyes flew open, with a loud gasp, kicking her duvet, as she scrambled to sit up in her bed, at the abrupt moment of her waking up inside the safe and sound domain of her bedroom. Her heart was pounding at a mile a minute, and her sheets were drenched in the cold sweat that seeped through her nightdress, as she went through the petrifying events of her nightmare.

Still huffing for air at this point, she suddenly jerked her head left, right and then left again, in an unnecessary effort to check if she was really safe. “It was only a dream,” she said while panting. “It… was only… a dream.”

Once she ultimately recuperated, she reached for her nightstand and pulled the cord of her nightlight, which in effect, illuminated half of her dark bedroom. She then peeled off her duvet, swung her legs to the side, and sat on the edge of her queen-sized bed. Subsequently, she placed her hands on the small of her back to check how soaked she was. “Ah, damn it,” she muttered. “Now I have to change,” Karen added in thought, as she discharged an irritated sigh.

Subsequently to getting to her feet, she walked over to her closet and disrobed by removing her nightdress and underwear. Thereafter, she stepped into a comfortable pair of cotton panties, a large white shirt and a sky-blue pair of pyjama bottoms. On completion of changing her garments, she placed the items she was wearing before inside the washing hamper that was situated inside the personal domain of her bathroom.

She then came back into her bedroom and changed her sheets. Karen knew she would have a tough time going back to sleep if she simply dived back under her covers, and also knew that she would need a nice warm glass of milk if she was to get sleepy once more. Therefore, she threw on a robe, stepped into her fluffy pink pair of morning slippers, and then headed for the exit of her bedroom door.

Now walking down the somewhat dark hallway of the house she inherited from her grandparents, she passed her office, the guestroom, her son Dylan’s bathroom, her meditation/exercising room, which she hardly ever used, and Dylan’s bedroom on her way. Together with making a right turn, as she approached the staircase, she noticed that her son’s bedroom door was slightly ajar from the thin strip of light shining through from it.

Mentally noting that, she headed downstairs, and entered the kitchen. She took out an open carton of milk from the refrigerator and then walked over to the cupboards, to pull out two mugs. After pouring milk inside the mugs and placing them into the microwave oven, she punched the necessary buttons on the microwave’s keypad to set up a forty-five second countdown.

She then walked back to the refrigerator, to place the carton of milk back inside it, and then walked back over to the microwave, bahis siteleri where she waited for her mugs of milk to finish heating up. And as soon as they did so, she took them out and switched off the kitchen’s light. Her final move was to head back upstairs, where she stopped at Dylan’s bedroom door.

Now, Karen assumed that her son was still awake when she first walked past his room and noticed the thin strip of light beaming through from it. So needless to say, that second mug of milk was made for him. But just as she was about to leaned forward, in an attempt to push the door open with her shoulder, she heard Dylan say something that froze her in her tracks.

“Do you like sucking on my fat cock?” his voice husked, as he went about doing an unidentified activity.

Now off that surprising quotation, Karen assumed that her son was either masturbating or getting head from some girl he snuck in without her permission. And that’s when the cat died, because she also became curious as to know which of the two possible scenarios it could be. As a result of this wayward characteristic of hers, she moved her face closer to the door and peeked through its slight opening.

Peering through, she could now see Dylan. He was lying on his bed, facing away from her, and was in a white football club jersey. He also had his grey pyjama bottoms pulled down, and had on a large pair of black headsets. Now here’s the kicker. Dylan was on his laptop and was watching a ‘hardcore mature porn’ video, which featured a very sexy looking porn star, who shockingly enough, looked strikingly similar to his mother, Karen.

The actress had her 5″4′ height. The sharp little dimples on her cheeks, which would breakout whenever his mother would speak or reveal her dazzling white smile. She had Karen’s mesmerizing and vividly green eyes. Her full, plush, candy pink coloured lips. He didn’t know the exact look of his mother’s breasts. However, he did know that they were around the same size as the porn star’s moderately large, fake ones.

A detail he knew without a doubt about his mother’s chest area, were the moderate amount of liver spots on it, which were unevenly distributed across the region of her upper chest and shoulders. The actress had that feature as well. It wasn’t the exact same look, but it was strangely similar. She also had Karen’s curvaceously shaped and trim figure.

In addition, her taut, compact and semicircular looking buttock. Well at least that’s what it looked like from a certain angle. The MILF in the video even had the beautiful, golden-brownish fountain of his mother’s blonde hair, which stopped its fluorescent flow roughly three inches after passing her shoulders.

The resemblance between Karen and her porn star doppelganger was other worldly. And there were only a couple of highly noticeable differences between the two. The first one of which was the light bulb shaped birthmark that was situated behind Karen’s right thigh, which looked like it was outlined by a child.

And the second difference was that the actress had tribal ink on the small of her back and a colourful pinup-model on her left breast, where Karen on the other hand was completely tattoo-less. If it weren’t for those distinctive features, he might’ve believed that his mother was living a secret porn star life.

Karen now knew her son was masturbating and not getting his cock sucked by some girl he snuck in, because she could also see the pornographic images on his laptop’s screen. And, she could also perceive his rhythmically moving right arm. However, she could not see that he was masturbating to a lookalike of her.

As a result of her prying, Karen started to feel guilty, for not putting more trust in her son and for spying on him during an extremely private moment. Hence, she decided to abandon her mission on bringing him a warm mug of milk and that she would back away from his door. But just as she did so, and as the video reached its closing blow-job and facial scene, she heard him say something that was so startling, it almost forced her to drop the mugs she was holding.

“You like sucking my cock, don’t you Mom?” he grunted, completely oblivious to the knowledge of her being right outside his door, as he believed she was far beyond the point of counting sheep.

“What did he just say!?” she exclaimed in thought, unsurprisingly shocked with the unnerving fact of him using the word “Mom,” the name he referred to her alone as, while masturbating! How despicable. Completely incapable of believing her ears, she repositioned her head to peek through the door’s slight opening once more, and listened very carefully to his words, just in case she misheard him the first time.

“I know you do Mom,” he added, his husky voice made his words rather clear, as he continued to stroke his rigid member. “You want me to cum in your mouth… but I’m about to cum all over your face,” he rasped and made his mother’s heart sink.

Dylan continued to misuse Karen’s moniker for a little while bahis şirketleri longer, as she anxiously listened on, until he finally reached his breaking point. As he did, he lifted his handful of tissues and began on spurting his thick ropes of spunk into his padding. “I’m cumming all over your face Mom…” he said with his eyes closed, as he fantasised about giving her a jizz-facial, “All over your gorgeous face.”

On completion of his self-induced orgasm, he closed the video program’s window, took off his headsets, pulled up his pyjama bottoms and then walked over to his trashcan to discard his semen drenched tissues.

Karen was utterly shocked, dazed and confused with what she had just witnessed. And after she finally managed to snap out of her stunned state of mind, she quietly backed away from his door and crept off for her bedroom.

Once inside, she removed her robe, kicked off her slippers, switched off her bedroom’s light and then crawled under her covers. As she quietly sat in her bed and sipped on her now lukewarm milk, she felt like she had just been squashed by a skyscraper. She also felt her head swirl as she tried to break down this baffling question: “Why on earth was Dylan using my name while he was masturbating?” she mulled.

Subsequently to about twenty minutes of silent and painstaking contemplation on that particular conundrum, she reached for her bed stand, pulled the cord of her nightlight and slowly drifted off into sleep. ONE YEAR LATER: THE LEAP

“So you’re gonna do it?” asked Vivian Alger, Karen’s best friend and colleague, both of them now sitting inside the teacher’s staffroom of their school’s headquarters, as they went about enjoying their respective meals, during their second lunch break. In addition to Vivian, she was a woman in her forties, just like Karen, but unlike Karen, she had long red hair. Vivian was also the most fascinating person that Karen knew, but a little more on that later.

“Mm-hmm,” Karen nodded. “I’m actually planning on telling him about it tonight after dinner,” she added and took a bite out of her grilled chicken and mayonnaise sandwich.

“Okay… that’s fine,” said Vivian. “And… have you thought of a way to tell Dylan about it yet?”

“Nope,” she replied once she swallowed her mouthful. “Sadly, I have not. But, I think it would be best to just come out and say it. You know,” she shrugged and took a second bite.

“I agree.” Vivian lifted her bottled water and took a swing. “So… how’s your brother doing?”

“He seemed okay the last time I saw him. But I’m planning on paying him a visit after work, just to check up on him.”

“Alright,” Vivian lifted a forkful of her salad and placed it in her mouth. “You should take him a gift,” she added, after she chewed, swallowed and wiped her mouth.

“Not a bad idea…” Karen replied. “Now, are you and Aaron sure…”

“Hold that thought,” she said, cutting Karen’s sentence prematurely as she spotted Mrs Paxton heading their way. Now here’s a little information in relation to Mrs Paxton. She was an elderly woman, in her sixties to be a little more accurate, who wore glasses, had short fading brown hair, and also happened to be the new Winchester Primary School principal. “Here comes Margo,” Vivian added softly.

“Good afternoon, ladies.” Mrs Paxton arrived with a pleasant smile.

“Good afternoon, Mrs Paxton,” they replied in sync and then giggled.

“Now ladies, I’ve told you both before; call me Margo,” she smiled.

“Okay, Margo,” Vivian replied, in a quirky kind of manner. “What can we do for you?”

“Well, I’m actually here to speak with you Karen,” she said, and made her perk up. “It’s about one of your troublesome students. Mister Fishermen, Luke Fishermen’s father, called me just a short while ago and I need you to come into my office, after your break of course, so we can discuss the matter of placing young mister Fishermen on a daily report.”

“Oh, okay,” Karen replied with a smile. “I’ll be there in a sec.”

“Alright then, enjoy the meal ladies.” Margo concluded with a nod, and then walked off.

“Umm… where was I?” asked Karen.

About an hour after the school bell that indicated the end of the school day sounded, Karen and Vivian exited the school’s main office and walked into the parking lot. Once she waved Vivian goodbye, who stepped into her lovely black Mercedes Benz SL-65, Karen hopped into her middleclass white Polo and drove off of the school’s property.

She drove for approximately twenty-five minutes, until she reached Brentview, the name of her brother’s district. By the way, her brother’s name was Carl. But before she headed to where he resided precisely, she stopped in the parking lot of Brentview’s mini-mall. Thereafter, she hopped out of her car, entered the mall and then an Exclusive Books store.

She picked out two books from their respective sections and then approached the salesperson to pay for the two items and for two gift bags. Once she received her change and receipt, she placed the books into their respective bags and headed for the parking lot. From there, she re-entered her vehicle, drove for about an extra ten minutes, and then finally reached her brother’s place.

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Please read Part 1 if you want some backstory into these characters, plus I think it’s a rather good story 😛 Everyone in this story is 18 and older.

“Good morning to you too.” Eric chuckled as he leaned up on his elbows to look at the devilish vixen who had wakened him from peaceful slumber. Katie began giggling around the head of his cock, or at least best as she could with her mouth full of her brother’s dick. She slipped her lips off the end of his dick and then flicked the tip with her tongue and grinned up at him.

“Mom and Dad will probably be home in a little while, so I don’t want to spend the whole morning sleeping.” She explained. It’s not that she didn’t love sleeping in Eric’s arms nor that she was also exhausted after he fucked her in the backyard. And again in her bed. And her floor. That was all before he carried her to his bed to sleep the few remaining hours of the night. She was still sore, but it was a good ache and one created from treasured memories. However, their parents would be home in a few hours, so time was of the essence. Therefore…

Katie wrapped her smile back around the head of Eric’s cock and started to slowly slide up and down, her lips tight a grin as watched the expression on her brother’s face. It looked sublime, but she pictured the his face when she confessed that she wasn’t on birth control. The range of emotions that washed over his face all at once was nothing short of priceless. She giggled again on his cock, tongue lightly flicking under the base of the head as she remembered the feeling when her big brother came in her pussy. That sensation would be saved deep in her masturbatory bank. True to Eric fashion he demanded that he ‘fix it’, so they would be driving to the pharmacy in the morning to pick her up some Plan B. Fortunately, it also meant that he would be able to keep cumming in her all night and morning until they did. For a girl who had been crushing on her older brother since as long as she could remember Katie’s ovaries hard practically exploded with joy at the realization. Two hours and three loads shot deep within her later Katie had passed out into the most blissful sleep she could ever. However, her fairytale was over when when the sun peeked through Eric’s windows and stirred Katie from dreamland and reality was here to stay. Though, temporarily she hoped.

Earlier that night the deviant siblings had tailed their parents to the annual Halloween party they never would tell them anything about; an event and ones like them that their parents had kept secret from their kids as long as the siblings could remember. Mom and Dad had attended an unusual amount of ‘parents only’ functions that it started to gnaw on the youngest sibling’s curiosity. This Halloween Katie’s curious nature aligned with a perfect opportunity to exploit her older brother’s devotion to her and she convinced him to help in tailing their parents to their party to finally unravel the mystery. The secret rendezvous were revealed to be a swinger party at a nudist camp, surprising the pair and ending up giving them each a push; well more of a shove; into facing their obvious attraction to one another. The pair stripped down to infiltrate their parent’s secret resort and confirmed their suspicions, but the sexual tension literally overwhelmed Katie. Eric had carried his little sister back to his car and made for home, trying to understand what had just transgressed. When they arrived Katie decided to rip the band aid off the situation and dared Eric to do what they both wanted.

As her head bobbed up and down on her brother’s thick length Katie wanted… no, needed him one more time. She tasted herself on his shaft and she grinned, memories flooding back from the night before. Eric had been so gentle because it was her first time. He was so loving, always doing whatever hairbrained idea she came up and Katie loved being spoiled by the big dumb brute. Now she wanted to do something for him. She leaned up, her lips coming free from shaft as she regarded her brother’s swollen dick. She reached out with one finger and poked his cock, the rigid rod bouncing back up. Perfect.

“Listen,” his sister began, her tone growing serious for a moment. Eric found it a bit difficult to concentrate with Katie batting his cock around with her fingertips, but he did the best to focus. “Yesterday was… perfect. It’s something I always dreamed about but never thought would happen.” She admitted to him, her cheeks coloring as she poured out her feelings. Eric opened his mouth to say something, but Katie just shushed him. “Just shut up for a second, I need to get this off my chest and then you can have your way with me.” She smiled down at him to which Eric’s eyebrows went up and his mouth wisely closed.

“They’re are going to be home soon, so we need to put a halt on what we’re doing. Or at least pause.” She bit her lip, eyes slowly roaming up her brother’s toned body and sighed. “Definitely pause. A short pause.” Eric started to nod along as he understood where she was going with this. illegal bahis If they were caught, they were dead. Well, he would be dead.

“I love you, Eric.” She blurted out, having no other way to say it. “I know we say it all the time because we’re siblings, but I mean it. I just… I feel like I am about to burst, I’m so happy. God, I’m not making any fucking sense.” Katie laughed, her pale skin bright red with embarrassment. “I just love you, so fucking much big brother. Now take me, however you want. We have to wait a month until Thanksgiving to do this again, so make it count.”

With that Katie lunged at him and wrapped her arms around his neck, squeezing her big brother as hard as she could on the verge of tears. Eric reached up and scratched his fingers along her back, following the arch of her spine until it drifted into her long red hair. “Katie, I love you too. And I always will. This… this won’t change anything between us.” He said, but quickly thought better of it. “No, I’m wrong. This will make things better between us. I’ll always be yours. Always.” He promised as his hand drifted back down her soft curves, finally resting on her bottom. “And we have much to talk about between now and Thanksgiving,” he agreed before gripping her ass firmly, strong fingers sinking into her pale flesh as he leaned in close, lips brushing her ear. “But right now, your ass is mine.” He growled the last word. He felt her perky breasts smoosh to his chest as she gasped at his words as her tall brother climbed to his knees lifting her off his lap.

Eric gave her ass a playful spank before extracting his clingy sister from his neck. Once freed he tossed her back onto his bed, hands roughly manhandling her onto her stomach. Two brutish paws gripped her hips, lifting them off the mattress as he positioned himself behind her. “And since you are now mine, this is for all the times you pinned shit on me that wasn’t my fault. All the times you ran to mom whining when you didn’t get your way. All the times you chucked me under the bus to dad.” He told her as he worked the swollen head of his cock back and forth against his little sister’s pink pussy, lubing the tip with her juices.

“Whoah, wait what…. Errriiccc… what the fuuuuuUCK!” his sister squealed as his thick cock speared her from behind, pushing deep until the head thumped against her core. “Ohmyfuckinggod!” she gasped as his fingers curled to sink into the soft flesh of her hips. Eric’s large thumbs rubbed up the small of her back to settle in the dimples above her ass he always found adorable. Now they provided a thumb hold as he pulled back hard on his sister’s hips, impaling her over and over again as her mind slowly melted.

Eric started slower than he’d wished; he wasn’t an animal; but when he felt her tight teenage pussy had sufficient lubrication he let her have it. The tall college student shifted his knees up on his bed, spreading his little sister’s legs a bit more and pitched her forward. He leaned over her back and took his hands off her waist, no longer necessary to grip her with the weight from his hips smashing against her ass with each stroke keeping her in place as he railed her from behind. One hand braced himself against his headboard and the other grabbed the back of her neck, for effect.

“You’re mine, little sister.” Eric growled from behind her head, his breath tickling her cheek as he hunched over her like a beast. His thighs jerked as he fucked her down into his mattress, hand on her neck opening to slip his palm through Katie’s hair. With a snap it closed and grabbed a fistful of the red locks. “You always will be.” He promised, kissing her cheek and then biting her shoulder before standing back up on his knees and pulling her up by her hair.

“Yes! Yes! I’m yours, Eric… Always… Fuck!!!” Katie whimpered, bucking back wildly against her big brother’s cock. “Fuck Meeeeeeeee!” she wailed before gasping for breath. “Fuck me, Fuck me, Fuck me big brother,” Katie chanted as she snaked a hand underneath her to rub at her clit. She knew Eric was strong, but he had her pinned and mounted before she realized what was happening. And this way he reached all the way… “Fuck! I can feel you hitting my insides… all the way…. Don’t fucking stop… no no… Fuck.” She groaned as her longtime protector mercilessly fucked her on his bed.

Eric knew he couldn’t keep a pace like this up for long, but that wasn’t the point now was it? He let go of her hair after a tug and grasped her waist firmly. He pulled Katie back up to her knees and gave her ass another spank, grinning as he watched it jiggle. A sudden spasm from her cunt snapped him back to the task as his little sister tried to squeeze his dick to pieces. “Katie! Wha… Grrrnnnnn!!” Eric growled as he ran his hands up her body, large palms cupping her perky tits from behind as he fell back down against her. He buried his face into her hair, breathing ragged as the familiar tightness growing in his loins erupted.

“Yesss! Cum in mee… so deep… fuck fuck..Mmmmm….” Katie illegal bahis siteleri moaned, hips rolling backwards as she tried to shove her brother’s cock deeper into her as he came. The now familiar warm throb that heralded another shot of his seed up into her belly caused her to mewl with delight until he collapsed on top of her. She kissed his arm as he wrapped it around her, sighing in Eric’s embrace as they lay in a sweaty, sticky happy pile. “You can do that to me anytime.” She giggled, pushing back against him as she gave his length a squeeze still inside, which caused his brother to jump.

“Careful, sensitive equipment.” He mumbled into her hair and smiled. “And you may regret that statement.” He teased as he reached out and lazily ran his fingertips along his sister’s side. He glanced up at the clock on the wall and groaned. Eric kissed her neck, then sniffed her hair and recoiled in a playful manner. “Come on, one last thing we need to do.”

After a very long thorough shower and separating long enough to put on clothes, the siblings were heading to the kitchen for breakfast when the front door opened and their parents walked in. Well, walked would be generous. Eric smirked as he passed them by on the way to the kitchen to get some orange juice and greeted them, getting a few grunts in response. Now that he knew what he was looking for, it couldn’t be any more obvious. Their hair and makeup was all a mess, their whole look was just disheveled yet their costumes were absolutely pristine. He just shook his head and opened the fridge, pulling out the OJ.

Katie followed her brother down the stairs; still a bit sore from the night before but definitely feeling fantastic compared to how her parents looked. She hugged her Dad tightly with her usual morning greeting cheeks immediately coloring as he remembered him naked last night, only getting redder as she glanced over at her mother. Katie’s mom was heading for the kitchen and coffee and an idea popped into her mind. She looked up at her Dad and kissed his cheek. “Eric and I were going to head out and get some donuts.” She declared, releasing her father as she swayed back and forth slightly on her toes as she watched the large man follow his wife in search of coffee. “We had hoped to make breakfast for everybody, but we didn’t have enough eggs. So, we’re going with Plan B.” she explained with a grin.

“Honey, you ok?” Marianne asked as her son choked on his orange juice. Eric just nodded and shot a glare over at his sister who simply smiled and tiled her head at him cutely.

“Yeah, I’m fine Mom.” He coughed, smirking at Katie as he wiped his mouth on his sleeve. “What kind of donuts does everyone want? I know Katie likes the cream filled ones.” Eric said, gaze flicking over to his sister whose eyes grew wide but to her credit kept quiet.

“Get some more of those, that’s your mother’s favorite too.” His father said between gulps of black coffee. “A few glazed ones for me and I’m good.” Jonah added. “And with that, I’m off to the shower.” Their mother followed, clearly in need of a shower as well. After they left Eric just grinned.

“Who knew you and mom were into the same things?” he quipped, getting an eye roll out of his sister.

“Shut up and get your keys. I actually am starved since you fucked me all night.” Katie growled out. She thought it made her sound more intimidating, but Eric found it adorable.

“A little louder, I don’t think Dad heard.” He cautioned, giving her ass a firm spank and then ushered her out the door. A quick trip to Walgreens for Katie’s Plan B and then to the local donut shoppe gave the pair a bit of time to discuss things to come.

First thing they agreed upon was that they both wanted to still see each other. Not as boyfriend that just was not feasible. Katie finally indulged her crush on her older brother and loved what she found. Eric was safe for her, a loving partner that would never ever knowingly harm her. He would be the perfect person to start to explore sex with. Clearly, he knew what he was doing and with her considering his university in the fall having him around as a brother and as someone she could have sex with… it was almost too tempting to not end their intimacies. Eric loved his little sister; he always had and will; but they were almost scarily compatible sexually. He was eager to explore where things were going at home and at college, assuming they were able to keep who they were secret.

Second was that Katie had to go on birth control. Immediately. They both enjoyed the feeling when Eric came buried inside of her but did not want to imagine him buried in the backyard if their father found out.

Third and last was when to see each other again. Eric had class, his fraternity, and other obligations on campus. Katie was in her senior year of high school and wrapped up in National Honors Society, Cheerleading, Yearbook, etc. etc. After some teasing about being overachievers they decided on the holidays will be the only time to safely squirrel away some hours together. canlı bahis siteleri At least until Christmas, then they can figure it out from there.

That is until the weekend after Halloween Eric called his little sister with an idea in mind. Katie had just finished dinner when her phone buzzed. Seeing who it was she ran up to her room to answer it, practically leaping from the table to the puzzlement of her parents.

“Hellllloooooo.” Katie grinned into the phone, stretching out on her bed and turning the TV on just in case her parents happened to walk by.

“Hey Sis.” Eric smiled, hearing her voice. “How’d the birth control talk go with Mom?” he asked. The Plan B had been rough on his little sister, but they were out of the woods. For now.

“Ugh, I’m not sure whether to be relieved or offended.” She grumbled, sinking lower into the mountain of pillows on her bed.

“Huh? The hell you talking about?” Her other brother asked, clearly confused.

“Mom was happy to set up an appointment. Happy!” Katie complained, looking down at her pink painted toenails and wiggling them with exasperation. “Mom blew right past the whole ‘It’ll be safer for college.’ argument and focused on ‘OMG Katie’s into boys!’ What. The. Fuck?” She whined. “Does everyone think I’m a lesbian or something??” she sighed in exasperation.

“You’ve never had a serious boyfriend, you’re a huge bookworm that’s valedictorian of her class, and you sit in your room and sew together costumes of anime and superheroes.” Eric explained, point by agonizing point.

Katie glared at her toes and then curled them in indignation. “I hate you.” She snapped, unable to argue any of her brother’s arguments.

“I know.” Her brother replied, not even bothering to hide the mirth in his voice at getting a good burn on his sibling. “But I have good news. I figured out how to get some time together this Thanksgiving.”

The intrigued cheerleader immediately sat up. “You have my attention.”

“You know how we hate shopping with Mom on Black Friday, right?” Eric explained, the mention of the event elicited a groan out of his sister.

“Ugh, don’t get me started. She takes so long! And agonizes over every little purchase! It’s maddening, I- ” ranted the teenager before being cut off by her older brother.

“I’ve done it longer than you have, you don’t have to explain it to me;” He cut her off and continued his thought “But this time I have a plan.” He explained, leaning forward in his seat to lay out his idea. “Since this is a major holiday weekend everyone at school going to be at home, except for Football. And our team has an away game, so in theory campus should be deserted. And a certain someone needs a tour of the university….” Eric explained, but as usual his sister had read his chess moves and figured out the endgame.

“So, I can come up and stay with you over Thanksgiving weekend so you can ‘show me around’?” Katie squeed with delight at the prospect of a weekend away with Eric… AT COLLEGE.

“That’s right. It’ll be a ghost town due to the holiday so you can just stay with me. Even Dad can’t argue it wouldn’t be safe for his little princess.” Eric said, laughing. “Funny thing is that I actually will show you around; that would be fun; but we could also do… other things too.”

“Yes, yes, yes… a thousand times yes…” Katie squirmed on her bed, mind alight with what trouble they could get up to with an entire weekend without supervision. After finalizing a few details about the holiday weekend, Eric called back to the house to talk to his mother the following night and suggested showing Katie around campus on a ‘safe, boring weekend when the campus would be empty’.

Surprisingly, mom was easy to convince. Years of constant complaining about the Black Friday tradition may have worn down her enthusiasm for shopping, or maybe it was just the prospect of having some privacy without the kids around, or even better she’s got to get big presents for us both this Christmas. Yeah, Right. Regardless, Eric knew that whatever mom agreed to that their dad would eventually fall into line to accept. Their mother had amazing powers of persuasion. Eric relayed the good news to Katie and the two began to plan the trip. Contrary to what she might think, he really did want his sister to see more of campus than the ceiling of his bedroom in the frat house. The Student Center, Stadium, some of the department classrooms as well as a few local hangouts around campus.

Katie looked like she could barely stand still after getting the usual brotherly hug after he arrived home for Thanksgiving. “Katie, wanna head upstairs while I unpack? I have some details I need to go over.” Eric asked, trying to play it cool but grinned despite himself.

“Yup!” she said, turning on a dime and heading straight for the stairs. Eric followed her up, enjoying the view of her tight ass in tighter jeans. As soon as they entered his room on the second floor and the door closed Katie whirled and jumped into her brother’s arms. He dropped his bag and grabbed a far more precious cargo as he carried her to the bed, kissing her back with just as much ferocity. The need for air finally separated the siblings as they gasped for breath, Eric pulling back as Katie giggled.

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