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It was Daddy’s birthday and I wanted to give him a special birthday present. I reserved a beachfront suite at the Parker hotel, spent more of Daddy’s money shopping for a special evening dress and lingerie, and left him a note telling him to meet at the hotel bar at 7 PM. The note was sealed with a lipstick kiss and the scent of his favorite perfume.

I had checked into the hotel early to prepare for the evening. I showered, shaved and dressed for dinner, carefully putting on my makeup. I looked in the mirror and surprised even myself. I had chosen an impossibly short, backless black dress held up by the barest spaghetti straps. I decided to go braless so that Daddy (and anyone else looking) could get an eyeful during dinner. I chose a skimpy black thong and a pair of black, open-toed 4″ sandals. I wore a little more makeup than usual, trying to get the sultry eyes I’d read how to get in Cosmo, and the red lips that drive men to distraction. I also made sure to match my fingers and toes to the lipstick. I also put my hair up, accenting my next and shoulders. I was more than pleased with myself. I’d been told I was “cute” or “pretty” before, but tonight I looked hot. Fuckably hot. I only wondered what Daddy’s eyes would see.

I headed down to the bar a little early to relax. If I had any doubts about my appearance, they were laid to rest by the looks I received from several men at the bar. Even the bartender — a very handsome gentlemen in his 30s who I might have pursued but for Daddy — eyed me appreciatively. As I approached the bar, the bartender whose name was Greg — asked if he could get me something. I asked for a glass of Chardonnay. Looking at me with a wistful smile, he returned with my glass and refused my money. He leaned in and whispered, “This drink’s on the house beautiful, but next time wait until you’re 21 so I don’t lose my job.” I blushed at his sweet smile and thanked him, giving his hand a gentle squeeze as he set down my wine. He shook his head playfully and went back to serving other customers.

I took my glass of wine and sat at the bar. I crossed my legs and sipped my wine, enjoying the attention my smooth, tanned bare 18-year old legs were receiving in the bar. It wasn’t long before a 40-ish businessman in a loosened tie and the scent of several vodka martinis approached me and offered to buy me a drink. I declined, showing him my nearly full glass.

“Well, then,” he asked, “what would it take to get you into my bed tonight?”

Although I hadn’t expected such a blunt come-on, I managed to retort “I’m sorry, but I don’t think you could afford it.” I giggled slightly as I sipped my wine. “Try me, bitch….”

Before he finished Greg came over and asked the man to back off and have a seat elsewhere, offering him a martini on the house. He begrudgingly accepted and went to the end of the bar.

“So why are you here, gorgeous?” Greg asked.

“I’m meeting someone for dinner, actually.”

“Whoever he his, he’s quite the lucky young man. Perhaps if he stands you up, I could substitute?” he joked.

“Perhaps!” I smiled back. Perhaps, if it weren’t for Daddy….Just then I felt a hand on the small of my bare back and saw my father standing beside me looking as handsome escort gaziantep as ever in his navy Armani suit.

“Hi Daddy!”

I stood up, through my arms around his neck and kissed him with all my soul, holding him tightly. After breaking our kiss, my father held my hands and stepped back, looking me up head-to-toe. I spun lightly under his inspection.

“You look ravishing, Ali!”

I blushed, “Thanks Daddy!”

“So what’s all this about?” he asked.

“‘This’ is called taking you out for your birthday, you silly old man! Our table should be ready.”

“Then let me go to the men’s room and then we’ll go to our table, ok Princess?” With that he kissed he softly and walked away. I sat back down on my stool and finished my wine while Greg gave me a smile and an approving nod as he toweled off some glasses.

Daddy came back a few moments later and we were seated for dinner. My father ordered for both of us as I sat in a cloud of admiration, contentment and lust. He was a beautiful man with whom I had been hopelessly in love since I was 8 and I wanted to give myself fully to him tonight.

As dinner progressed, our conversation moved from the mundane to the stimulating to the arousing, occasionally interrupted by a waiter or busboy lingering at the table, often trying to get a good look at my nearly exposed breasts. I could tell my father appreciated their efforts as much as I did by the amused look on his face. By dessert, we were feeding each other strawberries and cream. It was an erotic show that drew attention from several diners.

After paying the check (Daddy wouldn’t dream of letting me pay!), I took his hand and told him that I had a suite for us upstairs and that we were going to make love until dawn. He looked at me, smiled, and took me in his arms in the lobby, kissing me sweetly and lovingly as he caressed my face.

“Take me upstairs and make me your whore” I whispered as I looked into Daddy’s big brown eyes.

He whisked me away to the first open elevator, but an elderly couple joined us before the doors closed. We stood in the back of the elevator politely holding hands, prompting the matronly woman to ask my father, “is she your daughter? She’s lovely!”

I looked at Daddy who smiled and responded, “No, she’s my wife and we’re on our honeymoon!” My father squeezed my hand, as if to emphasize the joke.

The woman’s smile turned to a disapproving scowl while her husband looked at me appraisingly, smiled and gave Daddy a nod. They exited at the next floor and our suppressed laughter escaped just as the doors closed.

I closed in on my father, my fingers smoothing his tie, and asked “so are you going to take your wife to bed, honey?”

His hands grabbed my ass and pulled me to him, and said “are you my virgin bride, Princess?” he asked before kissing my neck.

“I’ll be anything you want” I moaned as the elevator door opened.

Taking Daddy by the hand, I led him to Suite 908. I handed him the key and he opened the door, holding it for me.

“Aren’t you going to carry your new bride over the threshold?” I mocking asked.

With that he picked me up, cradling me in my arms with my arms around his araban escort neck, and carried me into the room. Kicking the door closed with his foot, he carried me to the bed and gently laid me down.

He began to loosen his tie before I stopped him.

“No Daddy, this is your night and I want the pleasure of undressing you.”

Standing up I loosed my father’s tie, slipping it off his neck and tossing it to the bed. “We may need this later,” I smiled. He looked down at me with one eyebrow raised. I then slipped his jacket off and carefully placed on the valet, with daddy’s hand caressing my ass. Turning back to him I unbuttoned his shirt one button at a time, kissing his chest with each inch of exposed skin. I pulled his shirt out of pants, and after undoing the last few buttons, removed his shirt.

I then sat on the bed and pulled him to me by his belt. Kissing his belly, I unbuckled him, slid his pants down, and exposed his black briefs tented by his obvious erection. I cupped his balls through the briefs and began stroking him slowly as my lips kissed his cotton covered cockhead, my eyes looking into his.

My fingers reached the band of briefs ready to pull them down when Daddy stopped me.

“Be Daddy’s good little slut and strip for me, babygirl.”

His words were charged with a fresh electricity that made my pussy quiver.

“Yes Daddy,” was all I could say.

Daddy removed his pants, socks and shoes and lay on the bed in just his briefs. I stood and readied to remove my top when he again stopped me.

“No, Ali — I mean strip to music. Dance for me, remove everything except those slutty little shoes, and then get your sexy ass over here on the bed where you belong.”

His words made my pussy tingle more as I put on the music and began a little “booty dance” for Daddy. As my hips moved in sensual circles to the music, he eyed me appreciatively as he gently rubbed his cock through his briefs.

At fist I undid my hair, letting my long blonde tresses fall to my shoulders. Then I teasingly worked the hem of my dress up my bare thighs, giving him glimpses of my little black thong. I danced like this for a bit, working the dress up to just above my breasts, my hands covering them and squeezing them. Then I worked the dress over my head and tossed it aside, dancing in just my thong and heels.

Daddy lowered his briefs and exposed his full hard cock. Grasping it firmly, he began stroking it as he watched me.

Inspired, my dancing became sexier and I spent a great deal of time playing with my breasts and teasing Daddy with my thong — playing with the straps, slipping my hand into the front to touch my pussy and then licking my finger clean — until eventually removing it and tossing it at Daddy’s face. He picked it up, sniffed and moaned, then tossed it aside while motioning me to the bed.

“Come to bed and suck Daddy’s cock, Princess.”

Slipping onto the bed, I straddled his legs and slid his briefs all the way off. Kneeling on the bed between Daddy’s legs, I gently stroked his cock before leaning over and taking him into my mouth. Looking into his eyes, I slipped my red lips around the head and slid arap escort down the shaft before pulling back up. I held him firmly while swirling my tongue around the head, before kissing and tonguing my way down to his big, lovely balls. I took each one into my mouth, before licking his ass.

“Oh yes, you nasty little slut — I love that!”

I circled his ass with my tongue a few more times while stroking his cock with my hand before moving my lips back to the head. Looking into his eyes, I took him back into my mouth and began sucking him in earnest.

He pulled my hair up so he could watch as I sucked him. Then he put his hand on the back of my head and said, “You want to be daddy’s whore? Then let Daddy fuck your dirty little whore mouth while you finger your pussy.”

With that he began to pump my mouth while my fingers began playing with my clit. I was so wet and aroused I knew I wouldn’t last long.

“That’s it babygirl, suck your Daddy’s cock. Be Daddy’s nasty little slut.”

His words set me off and I came hard, my moans barely muffled by the hard cock in my mouth.

He then pulled my mouth off his cock, and told me to get on my hands and knees.

“I’m going to fuck you hard, you sexy little bitch.”

Kneeling behind me he slipped into my pussy while grasping my hips. He began pumping me, continuing with his dirty talk.

“That’s it, Princess. I’m going to fuck your sweet little pussy good and hard. I saw you flirting with the men in the bar, letting them look at your hot little body. You liked all the attention, didn’t you?”

“Yes, Daddy,” I responded.

As he continued talking and fucking me, my hand went back to my clit and rubbed furiously.

“I knew it, babygirl. You liked being the sexy little bar slut, letting the men think your pretty little pussy was for sale, didn’t you?”

“Mmm hmm.”

His pumping became faster and faster and I came closer and closer to orgasm.

“I bet that bartender would have loved fucking your tight little pussy. I saw him looking at you all dressed up like a little whore. Seeing those men want you made me so horny. I could tell they all wanted your lips around their cocks, to fuck your tight young pussy. But you’re my slut, my sexy whore. God you look so fucking hot tonight!”

With those words, Daddy and I came simultaneously in powerful, soul draining orgasms.

His movements slowed as he his cum drained from his balls, filling me deep inside, and the waves of my orgasm subsided. Gently, we collapsed together onto the bed clutching each other, spooning with his arms wrapped around me tightly, our legs entwined.

“Did you like being my whore, Ali?”

I blushed “Yes. The dirty talk really turned me on.”

“I love you so much, Ali” he said as he kissed my neck.

“Me too Daddy. Happy Birthday.”

I turned around to face him, kissed his lips, and snuggled into Daddy’s chest. We lay there for awhile, enjoying each other’s closeness, until I got up to go to the bathroom.

“When you’re done peeing, take off those shoes, get comfortable and come back to bed. It’s still my birthday for a few more hours.”

“Yes Daddy!” I said in my best good girl voice.

The night was young and I hadn’t even given him my surprise yet, so I picked up the bottle of Maximus lubricant I had brought with me and put it on the nightstand as I got back into bed.

“What’s that for?” Daddy asked.

“You’ll see, old man!” I giggled as I slipped back into bed.

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Hainora took a deep breath, inhaling the rich scent of the sea, and exhaled before she opened her eyes again. Her toes curled in the fine white sand of the beach, the radiant warmth soaking into her feet while the bright sun warmed the rest of her through her loose white cotton clothing. It felt good to be out of the carriage, taking the air and feeling the sun again. It hadn’t been her idea, and at first she’d resisted, but she was already beginning to be glad she’d listened to her wife’s suggestion. She turned to look back at the others as they wandered into view across the dune, raised a hand to wave.

The first over were two of her daughters. It was impossible to mistake them for anything but. All three of them stood tall – in Hainora’s case, a full two heads above the norm – and statuesque, strongly built with long blonde hair, prominent noses, and unusually long ears for a Quel’dorei. Melos was the shortest, born of Hainora’s voluptuous wife Bliss, her features softened slightly by her mother’s blood along with her hips, the modest swell of her bust, and her thighs. Tifereth, the younger of the two, was however the spitting image of her sire at her age – tall, flat-chested, well-endowed (favouring nakedness in the sea over a swimsuit, Tifereth’s fat uncut cock was freely swaying between her legs as she walked) and with a decidedly sharp, predatory look to her face. She bore little of her mother, Anwen, about her. Even in temperament, she resembled Hainora the most strongly of both her parents.

After them came a third daughter, Nala, and her wife, a curvy half-elf named Maitreya. They were a stark contrast together. Nala (not born of Hainora’s own blood, but of two of her wives’ union together) was a peach-skinned, somewhat tall elf with raven-black hair and a body best described as toned and firm, marred by vicious scars from an animal mauling along her right flank. Her features were playful, angular, typically Elven in their precise beauty if lacking the preternatural predator aspect of the true Starshadow line. Maitreya stood a head shorter than her wife, but what she lacked in height on her she more than made up with curves. Immense breasts jostled in her tight white swimming top, her hips carried an enticing sway, and there was the slightest pad of fat over the sturdy muscle of her core. And of course, between her legs, packed into a too-small bikini bottom, there was a handsomely large cock, too large by most standards, bulging out the fabric.

Bringing up the rear (save of course for Kayla, a short elf who endeavoured to avoid notice as a good slave, simply serving without drawing attention to herself. She, at the time, was lugging a large heavy basket up over the dune behind all of them, having already set out the large expanse of towels and rugs to spare her employer’s from the indignity of lying on bare sand while wet) was one of Hainora’s wives, Bliss, with her half-sister Ariana and her wife Letalya, Maitreya’s parents. Ariana laughed and danced ahead of them on the sand, gleeful at the prospect of frolicking in the water, an innocent even at her age. Her auburn hair was tied tightly back, and she wore a simple one-piece suit in black. Her build was unremarkable – not especially skinny, but not fat – but the way she moved was graceful, lithe. She had a dancer’s instincts.

Just as Maitreya stood in stark contrast to her wife, Letalya stood to her’s. She was human, a rarity in the north, but more than just human, she was a vision of confident beauty. She might be described as heavy quite accurately, but her movement bore sensual grace and certain confidence, echoed in the warm depths of brown eyes set over a strong aquiline nose. Immense breasts, broad hips, a soft belly, thick thighs. It wasn’t to Hainora’s taste – she favoured the extreme hourglass of her wife, Bliss, whose immense bust nearly challenged Letalya but who (with the aid of extensive years of corsetry) stood considerably thinner. Her ass and thighs lacked the same fullness, but she was nonetheless pleasingly thick everywhere but her carefully cultivated waist. Artistically, when she had dabbled as a painter, such proportions would have been regarded as stylized and impossible. But the two had crafted them together, painstakingly, in real flesh. It contributed in no small respect to Bliss’s continuing career as a porn starlet – a unique look, just slightly grotesque enough at first glance to draw the viewer in, but possessing a carefully sculpted beauty on closer examination. Her body was a breast fetishist’s dream come to living flesh.

“Come on! Let’s get in the water!” Ariana cried, met with a cheer by Tifereth and a soft laugh by Letalya. The curvy woman pressed a kiss to her wife’s cheek, shaking her head softly.

“In a little while, baby. I’m going to get some sun with Bliss. You go on ahead with Mai.” She said, kissing Ariana’s cheek again before turning away to move over to the towels with her friend and casual lover.

It gaziantep ateşli escort was a ritual for the two of them, whenever they went to the beach together – both would laze in the sun for a while, oiled and gleaming, simply to enjoy the warmth before taking a swim. If, that is, they dipped into the water at all. Melos and Hainora joined them (the younger finding her beach entertainment with a novel, the elder with a bottle of rum) while the rest raced each other over the small crest between them and the sea.

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Lying there, a bottle of rum in one hand and a fistful of her wife’s silky blonde hair in the other, Hainora was quite perfectly content. The trip to the beach had taken hours on the road, but with Bliss’s lips wrapped around her throbbing cock, suckling it with expert skill and teasing it with flickering strokes of her tongue, it was worth it. It was hard to begrudge a few hours in a carriage with the skills of an expert fellatrice making up for it. With another pull from the bottle, she lay her head back, shut her eyes, and melted into the attentions of her wife. She’d been unable to resist temptation, and had ordered Bliss over to attend to the erection created watching Kayla massage first Letalya, then her with olive oil for their sunbathing.

Leaning back on her elbow in the shade of a towel rigged to a pole and line, Melos couldn’t help but lick her lips at the sight of her two mothers. They were as shameless as beasts, and in truth so was she. She might wear conservative clothes – even here at the beach, she favoured loose trousers down to her ankles and a comfortable blouse, sleeves rolled up only to her mid-forearm, in part to hide the countless healing cuts and small scars from her love of the knife – but the sight stirred hunger in her, stirred fire between her legs, made the scars on her thigh tingle with memory, anticipation, and need. Her book was already forgotten only moments into the display. The hand turning pages had slid down between her muscular thighs instead, and the other had cast the slim volume down. That arm was now employed in propping her up for a better view of her curvaceous mother fellating the muscled gangster who had sired her, her sun-kissed cheeks hollowing around the impossibly thick cock.

As fingers found her clit, already drawing shyly back into its prominent hood, she shuddered with delight. Her breath hitched in her chest a moment, and her cheeks burned with their flush, heightened by the warmth of the midsummer sun. It wasn’t quite as good as Tifereth or Hainora doing it, but Melos knew just how to coax her swelling nub back from its hiding place, stroking just right at its base to tease it back, sighing in delight as slicked fingers lightly capture it, rolling it slowly, delicately before gliding down over velvety lips, gathering beads of her own nectar.

The small whimpers and sighs of pleasure were impossible to ignore for Bliss, for all she might try and focus on Hainora’s cock, on the slight press down at the back of her head urging her to take more and more of the jaw-achingly thick member between her plump lips. Her own wetness grows, vulva throbbing with need, neglected. The knowledge their daughter is watching, delighting, thrills her. Shame and shameful pleasure course through her body, curl around her stomach and slide like electric snakes sinuously down to the throbbing centre of her being. In front of the camera, it’s never a problem, but here, so intimate, it’s distracting to be watched, to hear the sighs and the small sounds of fingers moving over wet flesh.

Her distraction in turn does not go unnoticed. Hainora’s eyes flicker open and she looks down over her nearly flat chest to the sight of her wife trying to ignore the source, to focus on her task. Her hand pressed down harder, forcing Bliss to suddenly take her into her throat without warning. A less experienced woman might have gagged, might have retched, but Bliss’s years of practice near instinctively relaxed her throat instead, letting the cock slide in smoothly, without trouble, its path on full display in the obscene bulge pressing out.

“That’s it…” Hainora growls out, pressing harder, relentless in her hunger. “Deeper.” That hand only tightens in Bliss’s hair as she pushes, the curvy blonde’s suppressed gags turning to shivering as more and more cock plunges into her throat. It takes only moments until Bliss’s lips press to its base, her nose buried in Hainora’s pubic mound, tongue still slowly massaging the underside of her cock, eyes closed tight against tears.

“And as for you…” Melos shuddered as her mother’s attention turned her way, as glowing green eyes took in the sight of her so openly masturbating to their crude display. Her tongue slid out over her lips. “…get over here and help your mother.” Hainora said, no question of disobedience bakımlı gaziantep escort permitted in her tone. Just the words send an electric tingle through Melos, and biting at her lower lip, she obeys without hesitation, sliding onto her knees to crawl over and lean in close to Bliss’s head, hands coming to rest on one of Hainora’s muscular thighs. The second Bliss drew back slowly for air, Melos leaned in to eagerly take her place, wrapping her lips around her mother’s crown and suckling lustily at it, savouring the sour tang of Bliss’s spit and the musky undertones of Hainora’s cock.

Looking down at them was electric for Hainora, raw physical pleasure heightened by taboo. The resemblance between Bliss and Melos was impossible to miss. They shared the same turn of the nose, the same shape of eye, the same inviting and enticing lips, even if Melos’s athletic build owed more to Hainora’s own blood than Bliss’s. It could only heighten the experience, and it made her shiver, enhanced each stroke along her shaft by Bliss’s soft hand, each swirl of the tongue around the ridge of her tip. For a brief moment, she even forgot her words, struggling for a moment before managing to growl out a simple “Good girl.”

Muscles tensed in her body under the sensations rolling through her, and reluctantly, Hainora tore her eyes away from the intoxicating sight. So much easier, she thought, to focus when the physical is all there is. She leaned her head back again into the towel while her hips rose of their own accord, thrusting her cock at her daughter’s eager mouth. The coiling serpent at the base of her cock slowed its movements, relaxed, even with Melos redoubling her efforts with greedy glee, bobbing her head up and down the red hot cock spearing her lips, here and there bumping against Bliss as the older elf suckled at Hainora’s left ball, bathing it lovingly with her tongue, cheeks burning with sublime humiliation at cavorting so openly on the beach.

Bliss’s trembling moan of denied need – her cunt was near dripping with arousal at it all, throbbing and begging for any touch at all but given only the grind of her own thick thighs together – vibrated through the heavy nut in her mouth, and stirred a shivering sigh from Hainora in turn. The sound of that sigh was high praise, exquisite compliment, and even in her shame Bliss felt pride blossom in her chest, and quickened her strokes along her Mistress’s cock, putting aside her own needy cunt again in the service of Hainora’s own lusts.

In their heated lusts, the three had forgotten the others. It was a natural thing with Kayla. Slaves are, afterall, property. They are noticed only when they are wanted or when they have failed in some way. It was far rarer to forget Letalya, who stirred with the sound of their moans, their sighs, their shuddering tremulous gasps, raised from her peaceful nap basking in the sun’s light only a few feet away. The gleam of the oil on her rich olive-toned skin had faded to a supple and luxurious sheen, and with feline pleasure she stretched out before rising to her knees.

“I doze off for five minutes and you three start going at it.” She said with a laugh in her voice. Kneeling there, her bare breasts brushed against her thick thighs when she leaned towards them, broad dusky areolae tightening and raising in small bumps at the incestuous display. Her eyes lingered not on the greedy oral, the slight struggle for dominance in the two submissive elves, but on Bliss’s ample body. The curvaceous elf was the only member of the household who could rival Letalya’s own lush curves, though she lacked the exaggerated hourglass Bliss had created by years of corsetry. The sight never failed to stir softness in her, mixing with raw and naked arousal, a peculiar and romantic wistfulness.

The recollection of long nights spent in bed with Bliss were jarred from her thoughts at Hainora’s laugh. “Why don’t you come join us then, eh?” The muscular blonde said – not a trace of a slur despite the not insignificant amount of rum now missing from the bottle.

Letalya shook her head, smiled back again and stretched as she spoke. “No,” she said, “I think I might just watch for now. The others should be done with the swimming soon, and this is going to get out of control when they come back to see all this.” Another stretch, smoothly extending her legs into the air and then drawing them back to her breasts, followed. An afternoon with the family could be a tiring affair without adequate preparation.

“Kayla,” she said, “Will you pass me the oil again?” She favoured the quiet slave with a smile, and took the bottle, spreading some of the olive oil onto her hand. It wasn’t quite their usual lube, but it would serve nicely for the warm-up. Sliding onto her side on the towel, perched to watch the display, Letalya dipped two of her fingers into the palmful of oil and reached back to begin.

Hainora’s escort gaziantep attention had already returned to the greedy pair of cocksuckers so busily earning her approval and her cum, and she groaned as Melos made a slow retreat along the length of her cock while suckling firmly, cheeks hollowing around the fleshy shaft until she reached her mother’s crown, sucking just a little harder for the brief moment before it slipped free with a slick pop. Bliss was quick to seize the advantage, quickly releasing Hainora’s balls from her warm mouth to run her tongue up along the underside of her mistress’s cock, to capture the head and dance her tongue under the foreskin.

As she watched, heart quickening, Letalya’s fingers slowly stroked over her well-trained asshole, over the slightly puffy pucker, oiling it and teasing it, calling it to life. While not as much a devotee of sodomy as the rest of the family, it was all but a foregone conclusion that when the other four returned she would inevitably wind up sandwiched between at least two of them at some point. With a gentle sigh, her fingers eased past her ring with a fresh coat of oil, stretching and soothing her hole in anticipation of the hours to come.

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As much fun as the sea had been, Maitreya was glad to be under the stream of fresh water diverted from the creek mouth. It was vanity, mostly – the salt water played havoc with her long auburn hair, frayed it and dried it. That, and a desire to see her mother and aunt sunning themselves, as they invariably did on the warm sand. They were over a dune from the shore, out of sight, and so the only hope of watching them glisten naked in the hot sun was to come out from the sea. Just the thought was enough to make her cock, heavy and flaccid, twitch a little and begin to firm between her lush thighs.

This wouldn’t have been at all a problem if she hadn’t been sharing the slow waterfall with three other women, one of whom immediately laughed and grabbed a hold of it with both hands and squeezed, grinning at her. Nala had the infuriating gift of knowing exactly what her wife was thinking – literally. The telepath gave another squeeze and a wink before releasing her cock and oh-so-casually bending over with the pretext of washing her hair more thoroughly. Her ass, toned and tight, swayed back and forth in front of her wife’s swelling cock, tempting her all the more.

The youngest of the four made no attempt to hide her own arousal. Tifereth’s cock had scarcely softened more than halfway since the others had stripped, a gorgeous slab of wrist-thick meat throbbing with hunger and need as the blonde pumped her fist along its impressive length, grinning at the sight of the other three. Youth and hormones together made Hainora’s bastard a veritable sexual hurricane, a wild storm barely constrained under the most formal of circumstances, let alone when bathing naked with three gorgeous women and anticipating an inevitable spiral into debauchery.

Ariana alone was simply enjoying the water washing over her body, and the uniquely clean sensation of the salt coating washing away. She delighted in that sensation, in the way it made her skin feel fresh and clean and new, and ran her hands over her body. Other times, the way she cupped her breasts would have been deliberate, a tease for the others, but though it made Maitreya only stiffen further and groan, the happy-go-lucky elf was in her own world of flowing water, warm sun, and the glow of a day at the beach.

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Melos threw her head back with a soft, wavering cry as Hainora entered her, thrust her thick cock into her in a single smooth stroke. Even after so many times, it was so thick it hurt a little, tickling her masochistic urges even as it sent waves of rippling pleasure from her inner walls through her hips to curl in her belly. If her hands weren’t being held above her head by one of her mother’s own, she’d have reached up to grab at the muscular blonde and pull her deeper. As it was, she had no choice but to settle for pressing her hips up and staring at the scarred woman penetrating her, begging her for more with her eyes, flushing under her attention.

It was an exquisite torment for Bliss, who sat beside them and watched at her mistress’s order, biting her lower lip. Forbidden to touch herself but wanting to do nothing more, forbidden to touch either of them, all she could do was sit there jealous and needy. These games of denial never failed to have the desired effect. She hated them, and loved them in the same breath. Her chest rose heavy with her breath, fast and ragged from raw and untouched desire, only heightened by her inability to bring the slightest relief to herself save for the slow grinding of her thighs together.

This was the sight that greeted the rest of their party on their return from the creek. Hainora, fucking deep and slow into her own daughter. Bliss a whimpering mess next to them. Letalya casually watching, masturbating, preparing for their return. Maitreya bit her lip at it, shivered and felt her cock pulse and swell again. Ariana launched herself at Letalya with a laugh, landing on the blanket next to her wife and leaning to kiss her with playful familiarity.

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The next morning, I awoke to the sounds and smells of breakfast. The sun shone through the window, announcing the start of a glorious day. I got up, took a shower, dressed and headed downstairs. When I walked into the kitchen, everyone but dad was at the breakfast table.

“Good morning mom,” I said, “where’s dad?”

She told me he had gone out fishing early with some friends and would be back later. My sisters were both acting as if everything was normal.

Casey said, “Well look who decided to wake up, it’s sleeping beauty himself. Are you sure you don’t want breakfast in bed?”

Jessie giggled. Maybe I had been dreaming last night; I knew it was too good to be true.

The day went by pretty quickly, as summer days seem to do. I went down to the lake and swam for a while. The water was warm and the sun was shining bright. Floating lazily on an inner tube, I must have dozed off. It felt great to be eighteen, without a care in the world. I heard someone calling my name. It sounded far away as if it were a dream,

“Mike…Mike.”

I opened my eyes and saw Tommy, one of my friends standing on the beach waving me to come in.

“Hey Tommy” I answered as I paddled myself back to shore. “What’s going on?”

“Not much” he answered “Just thought I would see what you were up to.”

“Same ol crap” I said “not much happening”

We sat around shooting the breeze for a while, flirting with some of girls that came down to the lake, then we decided to head over to the camp’s general store to get something to eat.

We sat at the counter and ordered a couple of cheeseburgers, fries and a coke. Halfway through lunch, I heard the bell over the door chime and looked up to see a couple of girls we had met that summer walk in. Kristy was a hot little blonde with big tits and piercing blue eyes that looked right through you. She was a perpetual cock tease and none of us had ever gotten past 1st base with her. Donna, her sidekick, was a beautiful redhead that had “fuck me” written all over her pouty lips. But like Kristy, she too seemed to be nothing more than a “lick and a promise” tease. The rumor was that they spent their nights playing “pet the kitty” with each other…but that was probably wishful thinking. They came over and joined us at the counter.

“Hi guys” Kristy said “what’s up?

“Hey Kristy” we answered almost in unison.

Donna rubbed her crotch up against my leg and said “Wanna go down to the lake and see what’s biting?”

Tommy said “Come on Donna….you guys never bite, you only nibble at the bait and leave us hanging.”

I almost choked on a mouthful of fries. I couldn’t believe Tommy had said that.

Kristy said “You never know Tommy, you guys just might get lucky this time.”

I took a sip of my Coke and said “Prove it.”

Donna looked around to make sure no one was watching, turned towards me, and pulled her bathing suit top down exposing her tits. She had beautiful white skin with light freckles all over her chest. Her nipples were small and pink and set high up on her big breasts, blending into her skin so smoothly that I couldn’t tell exactly where they started. She then took her nipples between her fingers and twisted and pulled on them.

She said “Want some”?

I reached out and squeezed her boobs. They were as soft as they looked and I felt her nipples get hard against my palms.

“Wow” is all I could muster.

“OK, that’s enough for now” gaziantep escort bayan she said as she pulled her bathing suit top back into place, turned and headed out the door with Kristy.

“Shit Tommy, do you believe what just happened?”

“Hell yeah” he said “Common, let’s go”

We both jumped off our stools and hurried to catch up to the girls before they changed their minds.

We headed over to a small cove in a secluded section of the lake. Donna and Kristy quickly removed their tops and lay down in the sun. Tommy paired up with Kristy and I lay down next to Donna. I watched Tommy lean over and take one of Kristy’s nipples in his mouth and start to suck. He was rubbing her belly softly as he moved his hand down past her belly button to the top of bathing suit bottom. Kristy spread her legs a little and Tommy’s hand disappeared under her suit.

I nudged Donna and said “Woah…check this out.”

We watched a while as Kristy started humping against Tommy’s hand.

Donna started to play with her own nipples and I heard her moan.

“Damn, that’s hot” she said

I reached my hand down under her bathing suit and was surprised to find her completely shaved. Her pussy was smooth and as I slipped a finger inside her hot, wet pussy. Donna, too, started humping as I fingered her.

I heard Tommy say “Lift your ass up” as he pulled Kristy’s bathing suit bottom down her thighs and completely off.

“Lick me Tommy, Lick my pussy” Kristy said

Tommy got down between her legs and I watched his head disappear between her thighs. Kristy started to moan louder and took Tommy’s head in her hands and pulled him against her pussy. She started fucking his face faster and faster. “Put your cock in me” Kristy demanded. “I need to be fucked NOW.”

Tommy lifted her legs up towards her chest and drove his cock balls deep into Kristy in one smooth motion. She let out a little squeal as Tommy started to fuck her hard. Driving her so hard that he actually lifted her ass off the sand as he plunged into her over and over. Kristy was getting the fucking of her life. I think it was all that pent up energy from a summer full of teasing from Kristy and Donna. Now that we had our chance, we were gonna make sure that it was a fucking they wouldn’t soon forget!

I felt Donna squirm under me as she lifted her ass up off the sand and take her suit bottom off too. She plunged her fingers into her pussy and was furiously jerking herself off. Never taking her eyes off Tommy and Kristy.

“Oh Fuck, that’s hot” I heard her say “I never knew that watching someone do it could be so hot”

I took my cock out and put it to her mouth. Donna opened her mouth and sucked me hungrily…she damn near deep-throated me. I pumped in and out of her mouth, literally fucking her face, all the while watching Tommy and Kristy go at each other like a couple of rabbits.

Donna let my cock plop out of her mouth, rolled me over onto my back and straddled me.

“I gotta have it now” she said breathlessly “I gotta have your cock”

She reached between her legs and guided my cock to her pussy. I slipped inside of her as she sat down and started humping me. I pinched her nipples between my thumb and finger, twisting and tugging on them. Donna’s eye lids fluttered and she threw her head back as I pumped my hips up at her as fast as possible trying to keep up with her pace.

A-w-w-w f-u-c-k m-e” anal yapan gaziantep escort she moaned. “Fuck me h-a-r-d-d-d-d”

She took both of her tits into her hands and started to knead and massage them.

“O-H-H-H, O-H-H-H” I heard her moan “I’m g-o-n-n-a c-o-m-e”

Donna collapsed on top of me, I felt her shudder as she came. Her pussy throbbing around my cock as she milked me. I wasn’t far behind. I grabbed her asscheeks and fucked her for all I was worth and exploded up into her pussy. Wave after wave after wave of hot sticky come. I felt some of it drip out of Donna and slide down my thighs and balls.

Afterwards, we sat around catching our breath, then switched partners with Tommy going off with Donna while I fucked Kristy. Kristy, it turns out, loves it from behind with her head down and ass up. After coming as much as I did with Donna, I was able to last a good 15 minutes with Kristy. She must have come 2, 3 or 4 times before I exploded into her. It was late afternoon by the time we were done partying with the girls, and we made plans to get together with them again the next day.

The summer had started with me being an inexperienced “almost virgin,” with the only real sex having been mutual masturbation with my girlfriend a couple of times. And now, I’ve watched my two sisters play with each other, been jerked off by one of them and fucked both Donna and Kristy…all within a 24 hour period. Things were definitely looking up.

My mind kept going back to my sister Casey and what happened the night before. I had to convince myself that it really happened and wasn’t just a wild, horny wet dream. It was definitely too good to be true…wasn’t it?

That night, after getting dinner ready for us, mom and dad got dressed and left for their evening out. Jessie went over to spend the night with a new friend she’d made that summer, and that left me and Casey at home…alone…for the night. Casey headed to the bathroom to take a shower, I decided to wait to see what happened in case it really had been just a dream. I heard the shower running and settled in on the couch to watch some TV. I caught something out of the corner of my eye, turned to look, and saw Casey standing naked in the doorway. With one hand on her hip and the other hand on the doorknob, she leaned her shoulder against the door.

My mouth dropped open and I nearly fell off the couch when Casey asked,

“Well, are you just going to sit there or are you going to come in and wash my back?”

With that, she turned, wiggling her ass and walked back to the bathroom. She didn’t have to ask twice.

As she stepped into the shower, Casey handed me a wash cloth.

“Here you go,” she said “start scrubbing.”

I stood there watching the water run through her hair, down her neck and over her tits. Her nipples got real hard, I wasn’t sure if it was the cool water or if she was getting excited. I soaped up the wash cloth and started on her back. She turned to face the wall, bent over slightly at the waist and leaned against the shower ledge. I got a closer look at the tattoo on her butt and saw the it was a real nice one. I wondered if mom and dad knew about her tattoo.

After a while, Casey spread her legs, thrust her ass out at me

and said “Wash between my legs.”

I reached down with the wash cloth and started to scrub her. I noticed that she was moving antep escort her hips back and forth slightly, so I took a chance, put the washcloth down and used my hand. I could feel the folds of her lips as my fingers slipped between her legs. I got bolder and slowly slipped my finger inside her pussy just a little.

She moaned “Oh yeah, that feels good”

So I continued and eventually stuck my finger completely inside her. My sister started to rock her hips back and forth and moan a little louder. I reached around and took her left breast in my hand. It felt heavy and full, but incredibly soft. By this time I was completely drenched, so I stepped into the shower with her.

I continued to rub her pussy and squeeze her nipple, when she moaned “Oh, that feels great…don’t stop.”

So I slipped a second finger inside her. The positioning of my hand and her fucking motion put my thumb up against her butthole. That must have been the magic button because she cradled her head between her elbows and leaned against the shower wall. She was moaning pretty loud by now, and her hips were moving back and forth rapidly as she fucked back against my hand. I squeezed her nipple harder and tugged on it as I massaged her pussy. Her breathing became shallow, and I knew she was about to come.

“O-h-h, O-h-h,” she moaned.

I felt her shudder, and her pussy pulsed and squeezed around my fingers as she came. When she stopped throbbing and I felt her relax, I slowly pulled my fingers out of her pussy. She turned around to face me; I could see her face was flushed bright pink. She started to laugh when she noticed I was still fully dressed, completely wet, and standing in the shower with her. She told me to get out of my clothes and get back in.

I left my wet clothes in a pile by the tub. Even though I had already come twice that day, I had a huge hard-on and needed to get off…badly.

“Damn, this is totally fucking amazing!” I thought to myself. I stepped back in the shower just as she finished rinsing the shampoo out of her hair. Thinking that she would help me jerk off again, I started stroking my cock, but Casey was full of surprises. She turned to face me, smiled and as she slowly sank to her knees said

“Unh-Unh,” she smirked “I’ve got something else planned for tonight”

I didn’t know what to do, so I just watched as she leaned forward and took my cock in her mouth. The feeling was like nothing I had ever felt before. Her mouth was hot and her tongue felt like silk, but what was most amazing was the sight of my sister, on her knees with my cock in her mouth, looking up at me with a smile in her eyes.

I reached down and took her nipples in my fingers, tugging on them gently. Casey cupped my balls in one hand while she squeezed my cock with the other. She bobbed her head up and down on my cock, literally fucking her mouth with it. She lathered up her hand and moved it under and behind my balls and let the tip of her finger slip into my ass. The feeling was like a jolt of electricity. My legs grew week and I had to reach out and brace myself against the wall. Casey kept sucking my cock while she fucked my ass with her finger. I knew I wasn’t gonna last….

“Oh man that’s good” I muttered “I-I-I’m g-o-n-n-a…”

Bang…I exploded before I could warn her. She kept on sucking as wave after wave of cum shot into her mouth. She swallowed most of it, but some leaked out and dripped down her chin. When I was done, she gave my cock one last lick and stood up. She washed her face off and kissed me, just a little peck and smiled.

“Wow…that was amazing,” she said.

“Yeah,” was all I could stammer.

My knees were still wobbly as I got out of the shower and dried off, leaving her to finish her shower while I went back to my room to get dressed.

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I was dreaming of Liv Tyler when her mouth started ringing. I was bemused at first before I realized it wasn’t her mouth ringing, but my cell phone blaring. I reached around and grabbed my cell phone, still lying down. It was from Dad.

“Hey, son. How are you doing?”

“Doing well,” I yawned.

“Sorry to wake you up early on Saturday, but I wanted to tell you that your sister will be visiting you soon.”

“What do you mean, visiting?”

“She got through to Columbia in Sports scholarship.”

“Okay,” I was wide awake now.

“Come on, son. You live in Hamilton Heights and the college is barely a mile from your place. We thought she could live with you, you know.”

I was silent for a while.

“Do you want me to call your mother and ask her to talk to you?” He asked. I could visualize his lips curling into a grin.

“No, that’s okay. Of course, she can stay with me. I have a spare bedroom and an extra bath.”

“That’s what I figured”, he said jovially, “talk soon.”

An hour later as I was wolfing down my sandwich, I got to thinking. I loved Karin. She was five years younger, having turned eighteen a couple months back. I was twenty three and had a well paying job as Web Developer at a medium sized IT company. Karin on the other hand could care less about web development. She was a sports jock through and through. It had been a couple of years since I had last seen her. She was great in almost every sport – gymnastics, basketball and especially in track and field events.

I had rarely bullied her growing up, and I had stopped completely after high school. Over the next six years, I had met her thrice and we had been civil enough. We didn’t spend much time together as she was living with mother and I preferred staying with Dad during holidays.

I would break the news to my girlfriend Megan later that day. She stayed overnight couple of days a week, but I didn’t see that changing even with Karin living here.

Megan worked as an RN and sometimes had to work graveyard shifts. She was a couple inches shorter than me, with straight blonde hair, a stunningly pretty face and a fit, curvaceous body with full, teardrop shaped boobs. I knew I was lucky to have her. She could’ve had any guy she wanted. But she was with me and I wasn’t complaining.

Megan took the news well at our dinner date. She was due back at the hospital in an hour’s time and would come to my place directly.

I was having another sex dream when I woke up, groggy. It was then I realized that my engorged dick was enveloped in velvety wetness. Megan had been giving me a blow job while I was asleep. She had removed my tee-shirt and shorts while I was in La La Land.

She looked up and saw me staring at her. Slowly, she removed her lips from around my cock. “Slept well,” she cooed.

“Waking’s better,” I whispered as she crawled on me to give me a kiss. I squeezed her twin globes gently and pushed her on her back. I slid down, trailing her boobs, her washboard abdomen and her shaved mound with my tongue. Before I could return the favour, however, she whispered, “I am already so wet. Get inside me.”

I smiled and pulled my legs inside as she spread hers. I caressed her long, lean yet hard legs as I eased myself into her. I gasped as I felt my penis entering the tight, wet pussy of hers. She moaned as I slid it in completely.

She put her hands under her head. She knew I liked it when she flexed gaziantep escort her arm muscles. Two small elliptical bicep muscles sprang out of her upper arms. Megan was muscular, not heavily, but she had muscles all the same.. and she knew I loved feeling her pumped biceps. And the fact that I did not have a defined bicep bulge out of my arm when I flexed, was not the reason for it.

I started humping her, slowly at first and then with more force. She moaned, flexing her biceps even harder. My hands found her bulging muscles, kneading them, feeling their bulbousness. Even though my arms were a thicker than hers, they didn’t have such definition. We had never arm-wrestled but I knew there was a chance that she would come on tops.

“Come inside me,” she whispered. I reckoned she was tired after her shift if she wanted a quick bang. So I started humping faster. Another great thing about Megan was that she could climax quicker than any other girl I had sex with. She didn’t need drawn out sessions, she preferred them, but longer duration wasn’t essential for her to orgasm.

I think, we came concurrently. I collapsed on her as the last vestiges of my semen coursed through her pussy. She could handle my weight, not that I weighed a lot. I was 5’9″ and weighed 155 pounds. She was 5’7″ and fifteen pounds lighter than me.

We kissed and then fell asleep in each other’s arms, naked. As sleep descended, the last thought on my mind was we probably won’t be able to do that once Karin started living here.

*****

A few weeks later Karin called me before boarding her flight telling me not to meet her at the airport. She was coming over with a few of her friends and a boyfriend of one of the girls would pick them up and drop her to my place. It was on the way, she promised.

Few hours later, I heard the door bell.

As I opened the door, I was a bit surprised at how beautiful, Karin had become. She was also a cute kid but had blossomed into an even prettier girl. But the real shock was when she hugged me. She was taller than me, not by a lot may be inch or so and she looked strapping. She hugged me tight and kissed my cheek.

“Thanks for letting me crash here, Luke,” she said as she released me from her rib cracking hug.

“You got tall?” I murmured.

“Yeah, I really did. I am half an inch shy of six feet.”

I helped her wheel her suitcases in to the spare bedroom. “This is a great place, you’ve here Luke,” she said taking in the spacious living room.

“Yeah, my girlfriend helped me locate this place. The rent’s not very high and it’s a great neighbourhood.”

“Brilliant,” she sounded impressed, “listen, I am gonna hit the shower. We’ll catch up once I am done.”

“Sure.”

The rest of the evening flew by as she gave me the low-down from our home town.

Megan dropped by in the evening. ‘Wow, she is taller than you, Luke,’ she squealed as they hugged.

***

It was a week later when Megan and I were curled up on the large sofa in front of the big screen watching the new Terminator movies and making out when the movie got slow.

“Doesn’t Mackenzie Davis remind you of Karin?” she asked.

“What?” I spluttered. Mackenzie Davis looked like someone I would love to have sex with, was what I had been thinking.

“Yeah, don’t you see it. They are both tall and athletic. And their faces look a lot similar too.”

“Yeah, may adıyaman escort be.” I agreed to shut her up, “can we concentrate on the movie?”

“Where is Karin, by the way?”

“She’s gone to the gym.”

Before Megan could ask further questions, the door bell buzzed. She got up to answer.

It was Karin. She was back from the gym.

Megan came back to the couch while Karin hit the shower.

Karin came out to the living room as the credits rolled.

“Come, sit with us Karin,” Megan said, making room for her in couch and pressing against me.

“You sure? I don’t wanna be the third wheel.”

“Of course not, come sit here.”

Karin plopped down on the sofa next to Megan.

“So what are you guys watching?”

“We just finished Dark Fate. And I feel like watching Judgement Day again.”

“Yeah, I love that movie.”

So I put on Judgement Day hoping, my erection is not going to spring out of my shorts when the camera cuts to Linda Hamilton’s bulging biceps.

Pizza arrived as John Connor was teaching Arnold that killing was bad.

It was about eleven when the movie ended and I was browsing for some other movie, Megan exclaimed, “Karin, your feet are really long.”

Karin had her feet on the table and she looked at Megan quizzically.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to offend, but I think they are bigger than Luke’s.”

“They’re not,” I insisted.

“Yes, they are. Here,” she said, getting up, “why don’t you put your feet on the table next to Karin’s.”

“What, no..”

“Come on, Luke. Do it,” she snapped.

What could I do? I complied knowing fully well that mine were indeed shorter. As I kept my foot next to Karin’s, Megan cried out, “My God! She has about an inch advantage over you, Luke.”

“She is taller, ergo..”

“Let’s compare hands,” Megan as not done embarrassing me. “Let’s go.”

Megan grabbed my wrist and held it against Karin’s. “See her hands are bigger, not broader but her fingers are longer than yours and your palms are the same size.” She said, “and her hands feel a lot harder than yours Luke.”

I tried to pull my hand from her grasp but she held my wrist tight, “And her wrist is bigger too, see?”

I saw the tip of her index finger touch the tip of her thumb around my wrist, and on Karin’s, there was a gap of about quarter of an inch.

Megan looked confused, “are you sure you’re siblings, cuz your sister looks like she can kick your ass.”

“Yeah, right,” I rolled my eyes.

“Karin, can you roll up your track pants? I want to see your legs. I bet they are bigger than Luke’s.

“Of course, they are. I have always been in sports, unlike Luke here,” and she pulled her pant legs up. Both Megan and I were shocked at the thickness of her calves. They were simply huge as they tapered down smoothly to slim ankles.

“They are simply unbelievable,” Megan exclaimed as Karin tightened her legs so a large bulbous calf muscle solidified. She felt it gingerly, feeling the hardness of the diamond shaped muscle. “They are certainly way bigger than either of ours,” she moaned, “I guess the only thing left is for you to show us your arms.”

Karin was happy to oblige, especially in front of such impressed audience. She pulled her half sleeves to her shoulders and flexed her arm. A big, elliptical shaped muscle bulged forth from her flawless skin. Megan ran akkent escort her arm over her bulbous bicep with her mouth open. “It is almost as big, if not a tad bigger than Luke’s and Luke’s biceps don’t pop either.”

I was caught in cross hairs. My dick had hardened and I was half ashamed that my kid sister was having this effect on me.

“You’ve really filled out,” I said finally, trying to act nonchalant but my quivering voice was a dead giveaway.

“Thanks Luke! I’m surprised you never noticed them before,” she said patting her big flexed biceps, “I’ve had these puppies since I was twelve, not this big though.”

“Feel it Luke, it’s so hard and bulgy,” Megan insisted and I raised his trembling hand. My insides squirmed in delight as I felt the dense egg shaped muscle, I didn’t linger on it though, sharply aware of my erection and let go after one strong squeeze that did nothing to dampen the proud muscle.

***

Later that night as Megan and I snuggled in the bedroom, she whispered, “Karin is really muscular, isn’t she?”

I froze for a few seconds; “yeah, she is” I replied eventually.

“I saw your dick when you were feeling her muscles,” she said, “you were hard.”

“Um.. I don’t think so,” I murmured.

“Yes, you were Luke. I could see it clearly.. it was sticking out against the fabric.”

I didn’t want to answer. She was right. My dick was indeed hard, while I felt my sister’s bulbous biceps.

Megan lowered my underwear and grabbed my dick. She started stroking it lightly.

“Your sister is really something. She is tall and beautiful and so strong.. I think she is stronger than you, not just a little.. but way stronger than you.. I bet she can lift your soft body over her head.. would you like her to do that?” She purred.

The sensation of her hand on my erection and her words were indeed making me excited beyond belief.

“She can crush you in her big.. powerful arms. She can throw you around like a rag doll if she chooses.” By the looks of it, I wasn’t the only one getting excited by Karin’s muscles. Megan’s tone had a sort of longing.. a longing for my sister’s athletic body. “She can crush us both, I think. Do you think, I should worship her biceps as she lifts you overhead? Will she allow it?”

I moaned and Megan, letting go of my erection sat astride my dick, lowering herself on my shaft urgently. I was surprised to feel her pussy as she impaled herself on me. It was sopping wet. In all our time together, I had hardly seen her so fucking wet. She leaned forward and grabbed my wrists roughly. She pinned them over my head as she continued her grinding and thrusting.

“You like me pinning your arms like this. What if Karin did that? You wouldn’t even be able to move. She would crush your tiny wrists in her strong hands. Would you like that?” She moaned in ecstasy.

I just sat there as she thumped up and down my dick. “Would you like her to make us her bitch. Would you like to worship her big, sexy muscles with me? Tell me, tell me!” Her hoarse whisper had a sense of urgency all of a sudden.

“Yeah, I will Megan. I will do that with you.” I moaned back.

And then, she came like an avalanche. It was probably her most intense orgasm ever. I came about the same time, even my ejaculation was more powerful than ever. I could almost feel my huge gobs of semen meeting her love juices as they squirted out of her pussy on my dick.

She collapsed on me, panting and I ran my hands through her sweaty back.

“It was amazing, Luke.. best fuck ever.. Thank you.” She murmured. “Now all we need to do is to convince your sister to do it with us next time.”

*****

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“Stop that! It tickles!” said Ann in a tee-hee sort of way. “You’re driving me crazy doing that”. Jeff was lying on his side, one arm supporting his head, the other draped across Ann’s stomach and Jeff’s index finger was making swirling figures around her ultra-sensitive nipple.

It always seemed to Jeff that Ann’s nipples were in a perpetual state of arousal no matter the time or location. Jeff thought they were perfect in every way, an odd color somewhere between pink and brown, with the circumference of a nickel and an exact length of one inch, and responsive as hell. Ann loved the way Jeff would gently capture one of her nipples between his teeth and aggressively batter it back and forth with his tongue, half the time causing Ann to orgasm merely from this simple exercise. Jeff also was amazed at how absolutely wet Ann would become whenever sex was in the air. Ann actually had to select clothes of certain color and/or texture because of the visible evidence caused by the sheer volume of moisture her pussy secreted.

Jeff continued encircling Ann’s nipple, much to her delight, when suddenly there was a knock on the bedroom door.

“Jeff, you open this door right now! How many times have I told you to never lock this door when you have company in there?” Jeff’s mom had already tried the doorknob several times and Jeff was thanking God that exact moment that he decidedly disobeyed his mom. As Jeff got up to open the door, Ann pulled her tube top back up to cover her tits and proceeded to smooth out the bed and finally sit at Jeff’s computer.

Upon unlocking the door, Jeff’s mom practically fell into the room positive she was going to find them in some compromising position. When all appeared innocent, she turned to face Jeff and, almost insanely, asked; “Why was the door locked, mister? How many times have I told you never to lock that door when you have company?”

“Mom, I’m 19 years old and I deserve my privacy regardless of whether I have company or not. Now, what is so important that you had to barge in here like this?”

“I wanted to tell you that dinner was ready and you and Ann should come down before it gets cold. C’mon and hurry or I’ll feed it to the dogs.”

Jeff and Ann looked at each other and rolled their eyes as if to say Geez, what a lunatic!

Linda Brown was not a lunatic. She was anything but, but what she really was frightened. Jeff’s father left them 3 months ago for his personal trainer and Linda was petrified of being alone. Her fear was solely aimed at Jeff because he was all she had left and she also felt Ann was becoming a wedge between her and Jeff and, although she really liked Ann and tried to respect Jeff’s privacy, she just wasn’t ready to live all by herself right now.

After dinner, Linda announced that she was going to take a nice long hot bath, a sleeping pill and then turn in for the night. This left Jeff and Ann to clean up and then relax by a cozy fire in the Great room and watch some TV. As they sat on the huge couch, Ann’s mind was working overtime and Jeff noticed. “What’s going though that lovely head of yours?”

“Nothing, I was just wondering…your mom would be so much cooler if she was having sex again, don’t you think?”

“Maybe, but I’m staying out of it. Mom’s going through a rough time and I think she needs to get her own head straight before you and I start in on her.”

“Maybe you’re right. But don’t you think a woman with a body like hers could have her pick of men? Hell, I’d even be interested in doing her if the opportunity presented itself.”

“Really?” Jeff was now interested in what Ann was saying.

“Absolutely! You always knew I had an interest in other women and a threesome was something we’ve talked about before, so why are you so surprised now?” Jeff looked at Ann in amazement.

“I just never dreamed of a threesome with my girlfriend and my mother!” “Wow! What a vision that conjures up in my mind!” Ann had a devilish grin on her face and Jeff could see her wheels were turning rapidly. “What do you have in mind, Ann?”

“Okay, here’s what I’m thinking, when your mom takes her sleeping pill, she’s pretty much dead to the world, right? Well, once she’s asleep, we sneak into her room. I’m dying to see what’s under those frumpy dresses she always wears, aren’t you?”

Jeff zenci escort gaziantep bayan thought this over for a minute and decided that this could actually be fun. “Let’s go check on her, she’s been up there for a while.” As they ran upstairs and stopped just short of bursting into Linda’s bedroom, Jeff quietly tried the doorknob. It was unlocked. Jeff then knocked purposefully on the door, but there was no response. As Jeff slowly turned the knob and opened the door, Ann was actually on Jeff’s back trying to see what Jeff could. There in the middle of the king-sized bed was Linda, lying on her back, eyes shut and breathing deeply.

Apparently, the sleeping pill kicked in rather quickly. The lamp next to the bed was still lit and the TV was still on. Linda was out cold. The satin sheets were pulled up to her shoulders and her hands were clasped together on her stomach. Jeff leaned over his mom and called her name three times, each time somewhat louder. When there was no visible response, he reached over and unclasped her hands, taking her right hand and placing it at her side. Ann copied this move with Linda’s left hand and then together they pulled the sheet and comforter down, exposing Linda’s form clad only in a flannel nightgown.

“I don’t know how anyone could wear those, they seem so…so….itchy!” Ann whispered to Jeff. Jeff just shrugged his shoulders and smiled, knowing that Ann slept in the nude all the time. Ann started the ball rolling by pulling on the hem of Linda’s nightgown up towards her waist. Linda’s near-comatose state prevented Ann from having an easy time of it, but Jeff started to help by pulling on his side of the gown in unison with Ann, thus making progress in exposing Linda. As the nightgown crept upwards, Jeff and Ann both were greeted with the sight of Linda’s panties coming into view. Beige nylon! Ann described them as ‘flammable’. Ann tried to continue pulling the nightgown up, exposing Linda’s stomach and finally her tits came into view. Easily a ‘C’ cup and still full with small but pointy nipples, Linda’s breasts were beautiful in both Jeff and Ann’s minds.

As Ann tried to get the nightgown all the way up under Linda’s chin, Linda’s arms kept dropping down, annoying Ann to no end. Jeff, seeing this, thought for a second and said, “Wait here, I have an idea.”

Jeff left and returned two minutes later with his Velcro ankle restraints from when he does his upside down pull-ups. Ann’s pussy positively gushed when she figured out what Jeff had in mind. Jeff tossed one of the restraints to Ann and together they velcro’ed Linda’s wrists to the headboard. Linda never once stirred from her deep state.

Now completely vulnerable, Ann and Jeff each grabbed a tit and leaned in to suck on Linda’s nipples. Ann was going at it with gusto, sucking the nipple into her mouth and pulling on Linda’s tit with the suction she was creating. Jeff was somewhat gentler, but his watching Ann had made his cock rock hard. As Ann continued to ravish Linda’s nipple, Ann slid her hand down across Linda’s belly to the waistband of those hideous nylon panties. Ann immediately released Linda’s tit and started to pull the panties down. Jeff saw what Ann was doing and decided to help. He grabbed the waistband on his side and together they peeled the unsightly drawers down and off Linda’s beautiful legs. Jeff always thought his mom had great legs and now he was able to caress and feel those gorgeous limbs all he wanted.

Ann watched Jeff do this and joined him on the other leg, sliding her hand up to the neatly-trimmed bush barely covering Linda’s pussy. The soft light brown hair had a slight curl to it, but Ann immediately recognized how it had been trimmed and shaped to its current condition. She also noticed that there were small beads of moisture attached to the hairs on the outer lips. Ann slid her finger into the folds of Linda’s pussy lips and felt how wet Linda really was. Once the folds were parted, Linda’s wetness seemingly flowed out onto Ann’s hand and Linda’s thighs. Jeff could only watch as Ann experimented further on Linda’s pussy. Ann knew Jeff was riveted to this scene and decided to push this envelope as far as possible.

Ann leaned in and dragged her tongue up along the slit escort bayan gaziantep of Linda’s pussy and retracted her tongue gathering all the moisture she could. Jeff was losing it. This was the hottest scene he ever witnessed. No porn flick he watched could compare to what his girlfriend was doing to his mother while his mother lay naked before him tied to the bed and out cold.

Jeff unbuckled his belt, opened his jeans and fished his cock out into the open. Another two or three moves and his shirt was across the room and his jeans and boxers were kicked away in another direction. Ann was now losing it herself. Licking Linda’s pussy while Jeff was stroking his beautiful rock-hard cock was becoming too much for her.

Jeff decided to have some fun of his own. He moved around the bed and behind Ann. As Ann had bent over to continue eating Linda’s pussy, Jeff dropped to his knees, placed his hands on Ann’s hips and leaned face first into the crack of Ann’s ass. The aroma almost made Jeff shoot his load all over the floor, but once he started to concentrate on Ann’s pussy and asshole, his cock settled down a little bit. Jeff’s tongue wormed its way into Ann’s asshole, causing Ann to moan very loudly. Ann also started to suck on Linda’s clit with much more gusto, almost trying to pull it off and chew on it forever. The firmer she sucked on Linda’s clit, the more Linda began to squirm and fidget on the bed. Linda’s juices seemed to almost pour out of her pussy, glazing Ann’s chin and neck while Ann gently bit on Linda’s clit and pull on it some more.

Ann was so close to cumming, she turned her focus from Linda’s pussy to her own. Encouraging Jeff to make her cum, Ann reached behind her and grabbed Jeff’s head, trying to pull him closer to her, deeper into her. Jeff could’nt possibly get any closer, his tongue already flicking back and forth on Ann’s clit and his nose almost completely buried in Ann’s ass. Ann was now gasping for air as her orgasm neared.

With one hand still on Jeff’s head, her other hand now squeezing her tit and pulling firmly on her nipple, Ann reared her head back as far as it would go, held her breath for ten seconds, and finally felt her whole body explode with one huge orgasm. Her juices literally gushed out onto Jeff’s face and tongue, which he continued to lap at which in turn kept pushing Ann further into orgasmic oblivion. Ann finally had to push Jeff away or she was sure she would just explode with pure pleasure. She turned around and kissed Jeff roughly, forcing her tongue into Jeff’s mouth and savoring her flavors from within him.

Ann also noticed Jeff’s cock, which she believed was bigger than she had ever seen it before. Ann sat back onto her heels on the floor of Jeff’s mother’s bedroom and slowly stroked Jeff’s cock, smearing his pre-cum all over his cock and balls, enabling her hand to glide smoothly over the engorged organ. Jeff just leaned back and closed his eyes savoring the moment. His cock was ready to burst and he told Ann so. Ann wasn’t about to waste that beautiful cock or its impending huge load on a mere hand job, so she pushed Jeff back further onto the floor and, while holding Jeff’s cock with one hand and her pussy open with her other hand, Ann slowly impaled herself onto Jeff’s rigid tool. Both Jeff and Ann simply closed their eyes and had their heads back as the sheer pleasure of that moment overtook the two of them. Jeff’s cock seemed to actually push Ann’s cervix off to the side in an attempt go deeper than it ever had before.

Ann was beside herself. She thought to herself how she never felt so full, so completely full of cock. She started to topride Jeff, slowly at first, but soon picking up speed and gyrating her pelvis into Jeff’s. As Ann ground her pussy onto Jeff’s cock and her clit into Jeff’s body, Jeff reached up and began pinching and pulling on Ann’s nipples. This maneuver sent shivers up and down Ann’s body, between the base of her brain and the nerve endings inside her cunt. They could both hear and feel the ‘squishing’ coming from Ann’s pussy as Jeff started to buck his hips up, thrusting his cock seemingly deeper into Ann, trying to go further than he’s ever been before.

“Oh my God, Jeff!” “I’m cumming!”

“OhmyGodOhMyGodOhMyGodJeffhereitcomesOhmyGod!!”

Jeff thrust his hips up as far as he could, Ann ground her cunt into Jeff as hard as she could, and Jeff pinched and twisted both of Ann’s nipples as roughly a she could. This combination caused the two of them to cum simultaneously. Ann screamed as the wave of pure pleasure washed through her body continuously. Jeff roared deeply as his cock shot burst after burst of semen into Ann, subconsciously thinking that he has never cum this much before. As Ann started to calm down somewhat, Jeff was still firing his load deep into her pussy, still bouncing Ann up and down in his lap until finally his cock started to soften.

Ann raised herself up and off of Jeff’s cock and sat on his stomach. This allowed all of Jeff’s semen to leak slowly out of Ann’s cunt onto his stomach so that she can play with it and clean him up as she has grown to enjoy during their relationship.

Ann leaned forward and kissed Jeff, their tongues going at it, Jeff sucking on Ann’s and Ann sucking on Jeff’s. Ann started to slide herself down Jeff’s body, gently biting on Jeff’s nipples and dragging her tongue south toward the huge puddle of cum that pooled on Jeff’s stomach. His navel was filled with cum. It was seemingly everywhere, from the base of his cock to his abs. Ann started to openly kiss and lick Jeff’s stomach, gathering as much cum onto her tongue, showing it to Jeff and then swallowing her mouthfuls audibly.

Once Jeff was reasonably cleaned off, Ann slid back up and settled into Jeff’s chest to relax. Jeff held her close and soon they both drifted off to sleep.

“Oh my God! Jeff! Jeff, help me! Please Jeff, come help me!”

Linda was struggling with her wrist restraints in an attempt to free herself. She looked down and saw that her nightgown was bunched up under her neck and she could see her panties on the bed next to her feet. Then it suddenly dawned on her that if Jeff heeds her call, he will most certainly see her naked. She continued to struggle with her restraints furiously, but the simple Velcro was doing its intended job very well.

Meanwhile, Linda’s cries for help were heard on the floor just below Linda’s bed by both Ann and Jeff. Jeff was scared. He fell asleep and forgot about tying his mother to the headboard and then stripping her naked.

Ann opened her eyes wide as she, too, came to the realization that the left Linda in her current state, not prepared to deal with this situation. They had to think real fast. Ann looked at Jeff, put her finger to her lips, and motioned for Jeff to follow her lead. Ann then slithered commando-style along the bedroom floor and out the door to the upstairs hallway. Jeff was right behind her. Once outside, Ann suggested to Jeff that she be the one to go back in, “responding’ to Linda’s pleas for help. She will keep Linda occupied while Jeff sneaks back in and gets their clothes and sneaks back out again. Ann went into Jeff’s room, put on a pair of his gym shorts and an old t-shirt and re-entered Linda’s bedroom.

As Ann took in the scene before her, she decided then and there that she was in control of this situation. As she approached the bed, Linda kept saying to Ann; “Thank God you came. I would have died if Jeff saw me like this. Please, Ann, help me and we can try to sort out what happened here.”

Ann approached Linda, scanning her body, the nipples so pretty and stiff, her pussy with the curly hair, her thighs so creamy and smooth.

Ann thought to herself and then said to Linda; “I’ll tell you what happened here last night, Linda. Jeff and I did this. We thought you were in need of some serious loving and wanted to help you out. We just got carried away and accidentally left you like you are now.”

“WHAT!?!? Are you INSANE!?? Untie me this instant so I can kill you both! Do it right now!”

With that outburst from his mother, Jeff came into the room and sat on the bed next to his mother. “Jeff, get out of here RIGHT NOW! I do NOT want you to see me like this. And get this disgusting slut out of my sight RIGHT NOW! I don’t want her in my house ever again.”

“Mom” Jeff replied, “Ann is right. We did this together last night. And we got carried away.” As Jeff was talking, Ann started to caress Linda’s arm, dragging her fingernails along the underside of Linda’s upper arm, down across her shoulder, and ultimately onto Linda’s breast. Ann could see the goose bumps form on Linda’s breasts as Ann flicked a fingernail back and forth over Linda’s nipple.

“STOP THAT! What do you think you’re doing?!?”

“Just having some fun, Linda. That’s all. Now why don’t you relax and enjoy yourself?”

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Danni, my stepdaughter, was twenty four years old. She had been living with her boyfriend for nearly five years. I didn’t really know the girl that well due to the fact that me and her Mother had only been together for a little over a year before Danni had flown the nest.

We very rarely saw Danni after she moved out. She kept in contact with her Mother, Jane, via phone and social media but her visits were few and far between. Her visit this time was totally out of the blue. It was a Saturday afternoon when she turned up in floods of tears.

Apparently she had had a major bust up with her boyfriend. Knowing that she needed her Mother’s shoulder to cry on I left them to it and retreated to the garden where I had plenty of chores to keep me busy.

I was of course eager to Know what Danni was so upset about. As I pottered around outside, I kept an eye on the two women through the patio windows. For sometime, all I saw was my wife’s arm around her daughter who was sobbing uncontrollably.

When I next looked, I saw Danni leaving the room and quickly took the opportunity to find out what had happened.

“What’s the problem?” I asked, opening the patio door and poking my head in.

“Not exactly sure yet, she’s barely stopped crying to explain. Sorry Tony, our quiet weekend isn’t going to work out,” Jane said.

“Don’t worry, the girl obviously needs her Mum. Let me know if there’s anything I can do,” I said.

“Thanks Love,” Jane said and blew me a kiss.

Luckily it was a warm sunny day so it was no great hardship to keep myself busy in the garden. I took my time and probably spent as much time sitting down enjoying the sun as I did working.

It was nearly half six when Jane came out and found me almost asleep. I had laid back in one of the two reclining garden chairs on the lawn and almost jumped when I heard her speak my name.

“I see you’ve been hard at it,” Jane said laughing as she sat down on the other chair.

“Oh God, I was just drifting off then. Well, how’s Danni now? Did you find out what the problem is?” I asked.

“Yeah pretty much. Apparently Danni thinks Sam is seeing someone else,” Jane said, Sam being her boyfriend.

“Oh, what makes her think that?” I asked.

“She thinks he’s gone off her. Without going in to detail he’s lost interest in the bedroom department,” Jane explained.

“Okay, but that doesn’t necessarily mean he’s seeing someone else, I mean, perhaps he’s tired. I know he works hard, or it could be a number of other things!” I said.

“Yeah I know, I said much the same thing to her. To be honest I think she’s got it all wrong. Hopefully after a couple of days apart it will work itself out. Mind you from what she’s told me they don’t seem to be on the same page when it comes to sex,” Jane said.

“Whoa, okay, hang on. I don’t think I need to know any more. Anyway how is she feeling now? Where is she?” I asked.

“She’s a lot calmer now, after our chat, she’s gone for a soak in the bath. I was thinking, we need some dinner. Do you fancy a Chinese?” Jane asked.

“Yeah sure, good idea,” I agreed…

Around eight I went to pick up our pre-ordered take away. Jane was waiting in the kitchen when I returned.

“Thanks love. Hope you don’t mind if I take mine and Danni’s upstairs, only I thought it would be a good idea if me and her got into a film to take her mind off her troubles,” Jane said.

“Yeah sounds like a good idea,” I replied.

I really didn’t mind. Jane was often in bed by nine so it was no big deal. We actually had separate bedrooms now mainly due to the fact that I often suffered with insomnia so it solved the problem of me disturbing Jane’s sleep, which often happened when we shared a bed.

As far as our sex life was concerned, well it made no difference. Unfortunately, it was now non-existent and hadn’t been for the past two years or so. Jane was going through the menopause and had lost all interest in sex. I lived in hope that one day it would return.

It must have been about ten O’clock when I heard footsteps coming down the stairs. I had showered before eating and was relaxing in front of the TV wearing only my pyjama trousers as it was a warm evening.

“Mind if I join you” asked Danni.

“No of course not, come and sit down,” I answered, surprised to see her.

“Mum’s asleep already but I don’t think escort bayan gaziantep yavuzeli I could sleep yet,” she said sitting down the opposite end of the sofa to me.

“To much on your mind I expect!” I said.

“Yeah its a bit like that,” she agreed.

“Did the chat with your Mum help?” I asked.

“Yeah she made me realise that I am probably over thinking the problem, but she did suggest I get your take on it. You know, like a man’s point of view,” she said.

“Oh! Well, I don’t know!” I spluttered.

“It’s just that from what Mum said oral sex wasn’t an issue with you and her. You both enjoyed it. But Sam, well, he wont do it. At least not to me,” Danni said.

I was totally out of my comfort zone. I didn’t think I should be talking to my stepdaughter about such things and I was surprised Jane had suggested it.

“By the way Mum feels really guilty that she’s lost interest. She said that you’ve been really good about it but she does feel bad. She still loves you you know,” She said.

“You really have had good chat with your Mum haven’t you. Yeah I know she still loves me and I still love her” I said feeling very awkward with the conversation.

“So what do you think? Am I being unreasonable expecting oral from Sam? I mean he’s happy for me to do it to him. More than happy in fact,” Danni said.

I looked across at Danni and for the first time saw her as a woman rather than a stepdaughter. Of course I knew she was a very attractive girl, with her long blond hair which she had tied up above her head and her big blue eyes staring at me awaiting my answer.

“Well in my opinion I think he’s being very selfish. If he expects oral sex from you but wont do the same for you that just isn’t right. Have you talked to him about it? Have you asked him why he wont?” I asked.

“No I haven’t really. Mum said I need to,” Danni replied.

“You do need to Danni, find out what the problem is,” I said.

I had to cross my legs when I remembered I was only wearing my pyjama trousers which would do little to hide my growing erection. All this talk of oral sex was having an involuntary effect on me. It didn’t help much when I saw Danni lift her legs up from the floor and tuck them under herself.

“Yeah I know you’re right,” she said.

We sat there in silence for a couple of minutes watching the TV. Not that I could tell you what we were watching, my mind was else where as I suspect Danni’s was.

“I haven’t had sex for weeks!” Danni suddenly blurted out.

I was shocked at the sudden admission and looked across at her.

“Well I haven’t,” she said when she saw my expression.

“Mum told me you’ve got a lovely penis. I’d love to see it,” Danni said with a dirty grin on her face.

“DANNI! I don’t think that would be appropriate do you!” I said not quite believing what I was hearing.

“I don’t think Mum would mind you know, she kept hinting, saying you must be so frustrated and what a waste of such a lovely penis. I mean I’m frustrated and it’s only been a few weeks for me. I can only imagine how it is for you! How long has it been? ” she asked.

“Over two years. Anyway I can’t believe your Mum said all of that,” I answered struggling to conceal my growing erection.

“Honestly she left me in no doubt at what she meant. Don’t you think I’d feel guilty otherwise!” she said.

Before she’d stopped talking she had stood up. I suddenly realised she was wearing one of her Mothers dressing gowns, a short red silky one. Danni was a very slim build and only about five foot one tall which was similar to her Mothers height.

“Come on I’m dying to see it, I know you’re getting hard!” she said.

Kneeling down on the floor in front of me she pulled at my legs until she could shuffle up between them. I knew I shouldn’t be allowing it but I was to weak to resist. My erection was now obvious as it made a tent in my pyjamas.

“Wow that looks big,” Danni said gently rubbing her small hands up and down my thighs while eyeing up the bulge in front of her.

Her nervous excitement was like watching a young child about to open their present. Danni reached forward with both hands and unbuttoned my pyjamas and opened them up.

“Oh Wow, Mum wasn’t joking,” she said with her first sight of my erect penis.

I escort gaziantep yeni bayan had never considered that my penis was anything special. I knew it was thicker than many but I believed it was of average length. Danni certainly liked what she saw. She pressed it lightly against her left cheek with her hand and rubbed herself against it.

“Oh God that feels so good,” she said.

My cock was twitching from the contact. It was as though she was rubbing herself against a small puppy or kitten. Brushing her nose against it she moved her head and rubbed my shaft against her right cheek.

“I wish Sam’s cock was this nice. Mmmm so smooth and so hard,” Danni said closing her eyes in obvious delight.

She spent several minutes rubbing her cheeks against me, occasional swapping from one side to the other. Looking down watching the young girl rubbing my rock hard cock against her pretty face was beyond belief.

“Awww look, he’s got a tear in his eye,” Danni said noticing the pre-cum oozing out.

Holding the shaft in her left hand she used her right index finger to wipe the tear away. She studied her fingertip before tasting it on her tongue.

“I can’t believe how thick your cock is. Look, I can’t close my hand around it. God I just love it,” she said and began passionately kissing it all over.

Needless to say I was having trouble controlling myself. After so long without any physical contact I had to concentrate so it didn’t end too soon. It was made all the more difficult when I felt Danni’s hot little tongue exploring my bulging knob. Not that I was complaining.

“Wanna taste my pussy?” Danni suddenly asked.

It wasn’t exactly a question and Danni wasn’t waiting for an answer. Standing up she reached out with her right hand and I quickly understood her intention. Taking hold of her hand in mine Danni steadied herself while she stepped up on to the sofa placing one foot either side of me.

Now standing astride me she braced herself with both hands flat against the wall directly behind the sofa. I looked down to her dainty little feet either side of me and placed a hand on each. Slowly I ran my hands up the outside of her silky smooth legs and up under her gown.

I had lost all my inhibitions at this point. Reaching up I undid the tie of her robe and pulled and held it open. The first thing I noticed was her smooth shaved pussy. The darker skin of her lips which protruded out were twisted together, guarding the delights within.

“You have a gorgeous body Danni, you really do,” I said.

I ran my hands up and down the outside of her legs keeping her gown open to study the rest of her body. Of course I knew she had a small chest but now seeing them naked they seemed to look bigger. Perhaps it was the large areolae around the stiff little nipples.

Being much taller than Danni my eyes were almost level with her navel. Leaning forward I kissed her flat stomach before teasing her belly button with my tongue while my hands kneaded her plump little buttocks.

Sliding forward in my seat to lower my head I kissed the top of her inner thigh, first one side then the other. She smelt fresh and soapy. I licked the crease where her leg joined her body. Turning my face to lick the other side I gently blew across her pussy lips and clitoris.

Danni’s whole body seemed to shiver slightly and a soft moan escaped her lips. Looking up I saw she had her eyes closed and I once again enjoyed the sight of her little breasts.

Returning my attention to between her legs I lightly kissed either side of her pussy lips. I heard Danni take a sharp intake of breath when, with the tip of my tongue, I gently licked at her soft moist folds.

“Oh God, Oh Yes, That’s so good,” Danni said in a breathless whisper.

Very slowly I wriggled my tongue between her lips and opened her up. I was quickly rewarded by the taste of her juices that came flooding out. I lapped up the sweet nectar before delving deeper.

“OH Fuck Yes,” Danni said in another breathless tone.

Replacing my tongue with a finger I very slowly pushed it in to her tight hole. It slipped in easily. She was so wet. When I kissed her sensitive clit her body shivered once again.

Wanting to prolong Danni’s enjoyment a little longer I removed my finger and repeated escort gaziantep zayıf bayan the whole procedure all over again starting by kissing her thighs. By the time I had returned my tongue to her pussy, every small touch was causing her body to tremble.

Inserting my finger again and sucking on her clit Danni started to pant. I managed to get a second finger inside her. She was very tight but she was also very wet. I began finger fucking her faster and faster.

“Oh God Yes, Fuck Me Fuck Me Fuck MEEEE,” Danni cried out.

Her body went ridged and she held her breath while an orgasm consumed her…

It seemed like an age before she took another breath and when she did her body went limp and I had to quickly remove my fingers from her dripping pussy to catch her as her legs buckled. I managed to sit her down beside me.

“That was incredible, thank you,” Danni said kissing my arm before laying her head against it.

“You don’t have to thank me Danni, most men would be more than happy to do the same thing,” I said.

“Most men perhaps, so why wont Sam?” she said.

“Wish I had the answer to that. Makes no sense to me,” I said.

“Please be honest. Did you really enjoy it? I mean I don’t smell do I? Or do I taste bad or something?” she asked.

“Good God No. Quite the opposite in fact. You taste amazing and smell even better. Honestly Danni you’re a very sexy girl,” I said reassuringly.

“Awww thank you,” she said and kissed my arm again.

After a couple of minutes of silence I felt Danni’s fingers touch my now flaccid penis. It was soon twitching back to life as she stroked it up and down. When it started to rise Danni wrapped her hand around the shaft and gave it a little squeeze.

“You do have a really lovely cock. And look at all this, I’ve never seen so much pre-cum!” Danni said lifting her hand up and studying the gooey mess stringing between her flexing fingers.

“Well rest assured, that’s what the taste of your pussy did for me,” I said.

“Oh Wow,” she said smiling.

She continued playing with my growing erection. Stroking, wanking and running her fingers over the knob. Then suddenly she stopped.

“Yeah, I know what you’d like!” she said as though remembering something.

Watching her stand I again admired her sexy young naked body. Moving to stand in front of me she held out her right hand and she motioned for me to hold it. She then placed her right foot flat against my shaft.

“Mum told me about your foot fetish,” she said with a dirty smile.

The sight and touch of her perfect little foot against me had me rock hard in seconds. Still holding her hand to steady her Danni pushed my shaft against my body and began rubbing her foot up and down its length.

“Does that feel good?” she asked, knowing what the answer would be.

“That’s so good,” I said.

Curling her toes over the knob she pulled my cock away from my body and pushing against its natural inclination laid her foot flat against the other side so her heal was close to my glans.

After a couple of minutes of rubbing her foot and toes all over my twitching shaft Danni could see I was getting very close. Letting go of my hand she knelt down between my legs.

As she had done earlier she rubbed her cheek against me. First one side then the other she had soon covered her cheeks with my pre-cum. Danni must of felt my cock throb. Wrapping her left hand around the shaft she began wanking.

“I want your cum in my mouth, cum for me.” she said and started flicking her tongue over my bulging purple knob.

As the first stream of cum spurted out Danni quickly closed her lips over my knob. Although she struggled to open her small mouth wide enough she was determined to catch every last drop.

I didn’t think it would ever stop. I couldn’t remember ever coming for so long. Danni gagged a couple of times but kept me firmly inside her mouth until she was sure I had finished.

Finally she let my spent cock slide from her lips. Just a small trickle of spunk escaped and dripped down her chin.

“That was one huge load, I didn’t think it was ever going to stop. Very tasty though,” Danni said licking her lips.

“It’s been so long Danni. That was so good,” I said.

She sat back beside me and rested her head back against my arm.

“Why do they call it a blow job? I mean it isn’t is it! If anything it should be a suck job!” Danni said.

“Yeah, I know I used to wonder the exact same thing. I believe it comes from Victorian London and prostitutes offering their services. They used to offer a ‘below’ job and I guess it evolved from there,” I explained.

“Oh yeah, that makes sense. Below, b’low, blow… You’re not just a pretty cock are you,” Danny joked…

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“Good morning Neal” Kat said as she strolled into her stepdad’s bedroom carrying a breakfast tray filled with all of his favorite breakfast treats.

“Good morning Kat. Where’s your mother?” Neal asked, still in bed trying to wake up.

“She went to work early, so it’s just you and me all alone for the day.”

Wearing a sheer robe with nothing under it except for a bra and panties, Kat placed the breakfast tray on the bed. As she bent over her bra struggled to contain her ample cleavage. “Here you go Neal, I hope you like it, I made it myself.”

Neal stole a look at his step-daughters cleavage as she placed the tray by him. According to the family lineage, the type of body Kat had skipped a generation. Her mother is beautiful and has a good body but Kat’s body is off the charts. Standing at 5’10” with long black hair, with dark, almost black eyes, and flawless olive colored skin, she was so beautiful it almost hurt to look at her. Not to mention her measurements are 36G – 24 – 40. She had thick and long shapely legs topped by a curvaceous ass. So, if she wanted something from a guy, she had the body to get it.

“So Neal, since this is my last day home before I head off for my freshman year at college, what would you like to do today? I thought it would be nice to spend some quality stepdad and stepdaughter time together. What do you think?”

Kat knew that the only thing standing between him screwing her brains out was the fact she was his stepdaughter. But that didn’t stop her from flaunting her sexy body in front of him, especially when her mother wasn’t home.

“We can do whatever you want, perhaps go to a movie, grab a bite to eat, I’m open. So you tell me?”

“Hmm, I have a better idea. How about you use that huge dick of yours to fuck me all day long? What do you say Neal, I see how you look at me?”

“Kat look, you’re absolutely the hottest woman I’ve ever seen but you’re my stepdaughter. And I don’t want to disrespect your mother.”

“Mom would never have to know. It would be our little secret” she said as she slid off her robe.

Reaching behind her, unhooking her 36G bra, cupping her heavy G cup breasts she slowly lifted her bra allowing the magic of gravity to take its course as her heavy baby feeders spilled from under her bra.

Neal had never seen her bare-breasts before and they looked every bit as good as he’d imagined. It’s hard to imagine that G cup breasts can be called perky, but they were, her thick nipples were centered escort gaziantep vip bayan in 3″ areoles. Those tits were made for fondling and sucking, everything about her body was sensual.

Picking up each breast and kissing the top of it “Come on Neal, you know you want to play with these.”

She knew he slept in the nude and noticed that she was getting to him. He reached under the sheet trying his best to hide his full-on erection “Uh Kat, I don’t know what to say. Yeah, your body is awesome and if I wasn’t with your mother, I’d be on you in an instant.”

“Tell you what, my boyfriend can’t last three minutes when I give him a blowjob and believe me I’ve given him plenty. So I bet an experienced stud like you can last at least 5 minutes. So if you can last over 5 minutes I’ll leave you alone, deal?”

Before he could even respond she pulled the sheets off him and had his solid 9″ shaft in her pretty little hot and wet mouth. She knew exactly how to give a blowjob, her tongue eagerly working its way over the tip and edge of his dick. She was even working her soft cleavage along his thighs as her head bobbed up and down. She sucked his cock as if she was trying to pull his cum straight out of his balls. The feeling of her tongue, soft cleavage, and sucking action was overwhelming. She felt his dick start to pulse and she intensified her actions. He couldn’t believe it, he had never experienced a blow job like this and after 2.5 minutes she was swallowing every drop of his cum down her throat. After he emptied his load into her belly she held his cock in her hand, kissing it and willing it to stay hard.

“Oh my god, where the hell did you learn how to give head like that?”

“I’m a quick study, so let’s just say that there are many guys at school I’ve practiced on. All I have to do is walk by them, lick my lips, and they get an instant hard on. But, more importantly, you lost the bet.”

At some point during the blowjob her panties came off and she climbed on top of him and inserted his huge baby maker deep into her hot and very wet 18 year old tight pussy in one movement. She starting rocking her hips, coaxing his cock deeper and deeper into her.

He moaned with pleasure, it had been a long time since he’d felt a pussy so tight and wet. Trying to fight off his arousal “Kat, we really shouldn’t be doing this.”

“Tell you what Neal, you lost the bet fair and square, so you now have escort gaziantep yabancı bayan to fuck me. But, I tell you what, if I cum before you, you can pull out and I’ll leave you alone.”

Neal nodded confirmation, and at that moment she knew she had him. No man can resist her. She leaned over placing her hands on the headboard and started rubbing her soft breasts back and forth over his head. She alternated, placing each nipple in his mouth, encouraging him to lick and suck on them. “Oh Neal, that feels so good, suck harder on my nipples. Oh god that feels so fucking good, suck them Neal, come on treat them like the baby feeders they are.”

Neal was lost in her, he was overwhelmed by her sex and she was in control. He played with, sucked on, and licked her massive tits while she ground on his dick with her tight pussy. “Imagine how big these tits would get if they were filled with milk Neal. Milk you put in them. Think of how full and soft they’d grow, milk oozing from them.”

Neal was in sexual oblivion, not caring what happened. All he wanted to do was fuck this hot 18 year old woman riding his cock. She sat up, still grinding and riding him sucking her own nipples. She could tell Neal was getting close to orgasm.

Lifting her tits she taunted him some more “Think about how good it would feel spraying you with the milk you put in me. Fuck your baby into me Neal, make my belly grow, put milk in my huge tits. Fucking your pregnant stepdaughter would be so hot. Watching my belly and tits grow bigger and bigger with your spawn. My pregnant pussy would be so hot and wet, it would all be because of you.”

She could feel his cock start to swell, she knew what that meant. She squeezed her pussy as tight as she could around his cock and started pumping up and down on the entire length of his shaft. “Give it to me Neal, give me your baby batter, spray your seed into my fertile womb and make me a real woman. Oh god Neal that feels so good!”

Her tight pussy sucked every drop of sperm out of his balls, load after load of his hot seed spraying inside her. She slowed her gyrations “Fuck Neal that felt so good. You know you lost the bet, so now you’re going to have to fuck me all day.”

For some reason he didn’t care, he grabbed her, turned her onto her back and started fucking her again. They screwed all day, only taking breaks to shower (they fucked in the shower too) and to eat. Finally ending escort gaziantep yaşlı bayan about an hour before her mother got home.

The next morning Kat kissed her mother goodbye and gave Neal a good hug, pressing her bosom into him, she whispered “Next time you see me, I’ll probably be carrying your baby.”

Kat was off to start her college career. She didn’t talk to Neal very much so her mother kept him up to date with how her fall semester was going. Neal frequently thought about their day of debauchery and was disappointed when he learned that she was wasn’t coming home for Thanksgiving and that she was going to study abroad during the Christmas break. However, her mother never mentioned anything about Kat being pregnant and he thought he dodged a bullet.

Around 9 months later, Neal arrived home from his morning workout and noticed Kat’s car in the driveway. He was excited to see her and was secretly hoping for a sexual romp repeat.

Walking into the house “Kat, its Neal where are you?”

“In the kitchen baby.”

He walked into the kitchen, she was cooking breakfast, her back to him. She looked absolutely amazing and his dick started to get large. When she turned sideways his jaw dropped, he was staring at her enormous 9 month pregnant belly.

Smiling at him, “Well hello there stud. Look what you did to me, it looks like you fucked your baby into me. Look at how huge my belly is and my tits, oh my god! As the months went by they grew larger and fuller, they are so heavy. And, they haven’t stopped growing and my milk hasn’t even come in yet!” she said as she rubbed her hands on her belly.

She took off her maternity dress and leaned forward “Look at them, see what you did to my boobs! They are huge!” she stood up and walked towards him. Her belly and breasts leading the way. In her bra, her swollen breasts rode on top of her massive pregnant belly.

When she reached him, she took his hands and placed them on her belly and breasts “Feel your baby Neal, feel how big he’s growing. Feel my breasts Neal, feel how big and soft they are. Look Neal, they overflow my 38K bra and will only get bigger once my milk comes in. Feel what you did to my body Neal.”

She took off her bra and her massive baby feeders rolled onto her pregnant belly. “Let’s go, I’m horny as fuck and based upon that bulge in your gym shorts so are you.”

Once again they fucked all day.

A few days later Kat had their kid and a few days after that her milk came in. They both became addicted to sucking milk out of her fat tits and to the thought of keeping Kat continuously pregnant.

“Neal baby, I want you to put another baby in me. So I’ll tell you what, if I cum before you do, you can pull out and I’ll leave you alone.”

After five years of being together Neal and Kat continuously fucked. Kat gave him 4 more kids and they showed no sign of slowing down.

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The star lit sky hung over head as Stacy a wonderfully curvy girl sat outside her window on the roof crying softly, it was long past midnight and she didn’t want to wake her father with her tears, she knew he hated to see her cry, and if he found out it was because of Mark, he would probably throw a fit and go punch him. Even though Mark had been such a jerk earlier that day and dumped her just because she wouldn’t give it up to him, she still cared about him and didn’t want to see him hurt, just like she wasn’t ready for all the pain her girlfriends told her came with losing her virginity, she hated to see anyone in pain. Stacy looked up at the stars thankful that it was such a warm night. She wished her mother was still around to talk to about all this confusing girl stuff, the fun and happy parts and the crappy painful parts; she missed her mother, but knew she left to find her own happiness; she had come to accept that a long time ago.

Stacy’s tears began to dry after a while and she was almost ready to go back in and maybe try to get some sleep, but before she even moved she heard a gentle moan from her father’s window, she hadn’t realized he had his window open, otherwise she wouldn’t have come out on the roof to cry. When the moans continued coming from his window growing in sound and driving Stacy crazy with curiosity, her father had never had a woman over, she knew that it had been years since her father had had a sexual release that wasn’t from his own hand, she also knew it was because he didn’t she would be OK with it. In all honesty Stacy wanted to see if her father was jacking off, she wanted to see how big he was, her girlfriends were always boasting about their boyfriends and how those guys had huge dicks, almost seven inches. After sitting there for a while, her mind whirling and wondering, Stacy, trying her best to be silent, got up on her bare feet and tip toed over to her father’s window, she could barely see in, but knew that he wasn’t moving and most likely not awake, or at least she hoped.

Leaning in the window, the white plastic complaining under her hands, she could see the tent her father had created in his sleep, from the size of the tent Stacy could only imagine the size without the sheet over him. With curiosity eating away at her better judgment, Stacy slipped her feet over the window sill, with her body hanging on the very edge she pushed herself off and landed with a little bump on the carpeted floor. Before she even dare to move she made sure her father’s breathing was even and sounded like it always did when he slept, she knew the sound from all the times she had snuck out, from 15 to 18 she was out 3 times a week, she was pretty sure he knew she was doing it, but as long as she was there in the morning and going to school, he didn’t say anything. Stacy stood up and crept to the side of her father’s bed, her hands were clammy with excitement and nervousness at what she was about to do, somewhere in her mind she knew it was wrong but she wanted to see the tool that made her.

Before her mind talked her out of it, Stacy gently rolled back her father’s sheets, the sheet itself got a little stuck on her father’s tool, Stacy had to give the sheet a little yank and just like that her father’s tool sprang up, standing tall and proud, as it was escort gaziantep ucuz bayan released from the sheet it bounced against her father’s stomach, Stacy couldn’t believe her eyes as she watched it slap him above his belly button, making him moan low in his belly. Stacy didn’t totally understand the feeling going through her but recognized it as what her girlfriends described as lust or horny, she couldn’t believe it, she was horny for her dad, she wanted him, and right then she wanted to jerk him off, something she had only seen done when her boyfriends were trying to get her to do it for them, but she had always refused. Stacy could feel herself getting moist between her legs and as her mouth started to water with the desire to take him into her mouth and make him cum, she reached out and slipped her finger gently around his tool, her father moaned and instantly thrust his hips to meet her fingers.

Taking that as a welcome gesture she strengthened her grip and started moving her hand up and down like she had seen the guys do so many times, her arm started to ache with the effort of a new motion she wasn’t used to. Her father kept moaning and thrusting his hips, so she fought past her pain and kept going until he came all over her hand and his chest and belly, she was shocked at how much came out and suddenly felt a painful ache between her legs, she wanted him and his cum inside her virgin hole. After her father had finished and his breathing returned to normal, she felt his cum dripping down her hand and onto the floor, then she remembered how her girlfriends had told how they swallowed their boyfriends cum, she wanted to taste her father’s baby gravy, the very same seeds that had made her 19 years ago. The flavor exploded in her mouth, it was sweet and salty at the same time, it didn’t taste like anything she had ever had before but she knew she wanted to taste it again, and would look for another opportunity to do just that.

Slipping the sheet back over her father and his now limp tool hanging over his thigh, she crept out his door and down the hall to her own bedroom; she had her clothes off quickly and was slipping in bed within minutes. She felt so energized she couldn’t sleep and she could feel the moisture on her thighs, biting her lip she let her hand slide down over her breasts, over her belly button, and down to the source of the moisture. Stacy wasn’t totally sure what to do at first, but as she pressed her middle finger along her slit her body took over and after some teasing and torture of her clit and virgin hole, she was Cumming, gushing a puddle over her bed. Her body twitched with delight and satisfaction, as her breathing came back down she began to feel sleepy, but knew she wouldn’t be able to sleep well with the wet spot under her, she climbed on top of her covers and fell fast asleep with her first wet dream.

The Morning After

David woke the next morning feeling more rested and relaxed than he had in a long time, he wasn’t surprised that he had had a wet dream the night before, that had become a regular thing for him in the years since his wife had left. The only thing different about the dream was that it wasn’t about his wife or some random woman he saw on the streets, escort gaziantep ukraynalı bayan this time it was his daughter. Stacy, he could still see the childlike innocence as she reached out and jacked off his cock, even the memory was making him lustful of her young body. The changes in her hadn’t gone unnoticed by him or many of the other men and boys in their neighborhood, he couldn’t help but wonder at what was hiding under her short skirts.

Sighing heavily, he knew that he shouldn’t be having these thoughts about his own daughter, but couldn’t help that she was now a woman, and a beautiful one at that. David resigned himself to get out of bed and get going with his day and onto work, but as he threw back the sheets with a hot shower in mind he couldn’t help but wonder at how the sheet seemed to stick to his belly, chest, and thigh where his cock was resting. Looking down he knew instantly why the sheet had stuck to him, he seemed to have climaxed sometime in the night,

‘Odd,’ he thought to himself, ‘I haven’t cum in my sleep like that since back in college,’ as he swung his feet over the side of the bed and to the floor he felt his feet land on something hard and dried, looking down he knew without a doubt that that was his cum, ‘what the hell is going on?’

Deciding not to ponder that thought too long David rushed off to the shower knowing that it would take a little extra time to clean his own cum off his skin, he was just glad it was Friday, he would have more time to think this over later.

Stacy woke up feeling giddy and horny thinking back on what she had seen, and especially what she had done the night before, her mouth began to water as she thought about how hard her father’s tool was in her hand and not only that, but how warm it was. She loved the feeling of it throbbing in her hand and because of her hand, Stacy began to feel another urge to pleasure herself again, but as the sounds of her father in the shower reached her ears, she realized she had to get up and make breakfast for the both of them as she had done every morning since the day she graduated.

She got out of her bed and as she reached for her big fluffy robe she wore every morning her loins and the sinner inside her made her seek out the short silk robe her mother had left behind, her father had given it to her when he saw how she admired it hanging in his closet. Stacy quickly found her favorite bra, a green silk thing with black lace around the sides,

“I might not be experienced, but I’m not stupid,” she said to herself grinning in her full length mirror as she manipulated the robe to show almost everything underneath.

Stacy walked slowly down stairs trying to be careful so as not to mess up her first trail run at teasing a man. She whipped up some eggs and toasts, putting them in the oven to stay warm as she waited for the sounds of her father coming down to eat and go to work.

And she didn’t have to wait long, within five minutes she could hear him coming down the stairs, she reached into the oven for his food and just as he was rounding the corner saying how good it smelled, he cut himself off as he got a sight of her juicy thighs running up into the hem of his wife’s escort gaziantep üniversiteli bayan silk robe. Stacy popped up with a smile and two plates of food, and as her top gaped open, she greeted her slacked jawed father.

“Morning Daddy, did you sleep OK? I made eggs and toasts again, I wasn’t feeling like anything major this morning, I hope that’s OK.” David could only stare down at his daughter’s breasts, large and pressed together in that sexy bra, they looked so soft and welcoming, he lost every ability to speak as his eyes took in the pleasant sight before him, “Daddy? DADDY!”

“What was that pumpkin?” David couldn’t help but blush as he sat down across from Stacy to eat his breakfast.

“I asked how you slept.”

“Oh, surprisingly well thanks, how about you?”

“Well I didn’t get to sleep till late, but once I did, it was wonderful,” as she spoke Stacy pressed her wrist against her breasts making them seem bigger as they pressed outward against the material that was barely holding them in place, “Oh my god, I’m so sorry Daddy I didn’t they were out there like that.” Stacy quickly fixed up her robe so that her breasts were once again hidden away from prying eyes, David felt a little angry as she covered them in front of him but said nothing as he finished his breakfast and went back upstairs without a word, he had a phone call to make, and then he was taking a long weekend.

When David came back downstairs only a few minutes later, he had a new attitude about him and was going to use it to his advantage, as he came into the kitchen, Stacy was almost done cleaning the dishes from breakfast. She gasped as David grabbed her wrist in an unbreakable grasp and pulled her from the sink to the kitchen table, he pulled out a chair, sat down, and threw her down across his lap.

“Daddy please what are you doing?” she wanted to get up but had a feeling it was better to stay down and wait.

“You, little girl, are getting a spanking, you have needed one a for a long time now, seeing that boy at all hours of the night, sneaking out without asking me, and now, teasing me in that tiny robe and slutty bra,” David lifted the hem of the robe to find she wasn’t wearing any panties and as his cock started to grow in his pants he smiled with another reason to punish her, “and now look what we have here, no panties. Do you want to be a slut? Because that is what not wearing any panties means, it means you want to be a slut and you’ll spread your legs for anyone who pays.”

“NO Daddy please, I don’t want to be a slut I promise, I promise I’ll wear panties every day from now on, I won’t tease you ever again, I’m sorry!” Stacy began to cry feeling like a disappointment to her father.

Stacy yelped as the first blow landed right on her right cheek, David wanted her to remember and thus made it hurt, he would hit one cheek over and over and only after hearing her beg would he switch to the other one. When he was done, David could feel the heat coming off her ass, and the sting in his hand,

“Get up Stacy and stand in front of me.” Trying to calm herself as tears ran down her cheeks, she did as she was told, “Good girl, now given how you are dressed and the way you acted last night and this morning, I can only take that to mean one thing. You want to be treated like a slut and you want to be one, so for everything you do, I will pay you 50 dollars. Do you understand?”

“Yes Daddy.”

“Good. Now strip, get on your knees, and blow me like a good cock sucker.”

While Stacy was a little scared at how things were turning out, she could deny the excitement she felt at what was happening, she had wanted to suck her father last night and now she was going to.

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CHAPTER 3

My dad, Dan asked me to tell this part of our story. I read what he wrote, and I hope I can do half as well. I mean, I was there, well, except for the stuff with Jan. and I still masturbated all over the place reading it. Dan and Jan —sounds like a band or a really dumb cable show.

Anyway, pretty soon after they started dating, and fucking like crazy, yes, I can hear them through the walls and yes, I’m a little jealous, but I know it’s for the best and I will get my dad’s cock back in me soon.

So, dad left me a text, he’s doing stuff for his buddy today. Jan left a bag at the house and she’s gonna come by and pick it up. She’s really nice, I like her. Better than I like my mother, but that’s a story that sucks so you don’t need to hear it.

I’m out on the deck in front of the house on one of the lounges. It’s the only place dad and I haven’t had sex, yet. I’ve got a pretty conservative swimsuit on, not rockin the g-string today, and reading a really good book about two girls in World War Two. I love historical fiction and fantasy, which of course, the men I choose know nothing about. Sports, that’s pretty much it, oh, and fucking, they seem to know something about fucking, if you ask them. I don’t recommend getting a second opinion.

“Excuse me?”

I look over the book. He’s tall, about my age, and handsome. Wearing board shorts and a tank top. One of those guys who doesn’t have to work at looking like he works out. Brown wavy hair in a state of rebellion. Warm, brown eyes, looking mostly at the beach or the deck. Not my type, but I’m thinking my type have been a bunch of disappointments.

“Yes?”

He’s standing on the sand, looking at the step and the deck like they are electrified. Shy? Hunky guy is shy?

“Um, my mom said she left a bag here. She’s working and asked me if I’d get it for her.”

As I’m silently cursing my father’s girlfriend for this now obvious set-up, shy man speaks again.

“Oh, I’m Travis. My mom is Jan. But I guess you know that.”

Still thinks the deck is acid, makes no move to get closer than the ten feet he currently is. Makes weak eye contact, but at least he isn’t laser beaming his eyes to my camel toe. I said conservative on that swimsuit, not granny. So, there’s that.

“I’m Zoe, Dan’s daughter. Just wanted to make sure you didn’t think my dad had two hot girls.”

He blushes, hard. My attempt to lighten the mood fails.

“No, I wouldn’t think that at all.”

Sigh, no opening to keep the conversation going.

It looks like I’m going to be running into Travis the hunky introvert a lot. Might as well get to know him. I’m not sure I could take another meeting like this.

“Oh, yeah, dad mentioned that. It’s in the house.”

I get up to go in and he just stands there, not looking at my nice curvy ass which is dying to have hands on it. This is a lot like work.

“Come on in.”

Travis follows me into the house. I see his reflection in the glass. He is looking at my ass. There’s hope for the boy yet. However, he uses words like he’s paying for them. Now I’m feeling a challenge. I stop and we’re face-to-face. He backs up till at least six feet separate us. I must be radioactive and just not know it.

“Travis, our parents set this up so we could meet. They’re getting along pretty well, so this could end up permanent. You wanna hang out today? Don’t get any ideas, no pressure. Just two people hanging out.”

The look on his face. You’d think I’d asked him if he wanted to skydive with discount parachutes. But, I had him. He wanted to say no, but he was too polite. Thank you, Jan for raising a dweeby, but polite, son.

“Yeah, I guess, sure?”

If this guy was in charge of the army, we’d lose the war.

“Great, go back to your place and get whatever you want on the beach. We’re gonna be there a while. I’ll be here.”

This is taking forever to get to the good stuff, sorry. Dad’s better at this.

So, Travis the hot dweeb, and I are under my beach shelter. The boy is pale, so we opted for factory shade. I pull out my book, then remember my manners.

“So, what’s up in the playoffs?”

All of my ‘men’ have been sports freaks. It’s a safe conversation starter.

“I don’t know. Don’t really follow sports.”

I look at him. Did I miss the signs?

“Travis, are you gay? I mean I’m super cool and supportive an all. Just askin.”

Surprised look, “No, I’m not. A lot of people say that when I tell them I’m not into sports. I like sports, the strategy and stuff. But not all the drama about the teams.”

“So, what are you into?”

He reaches into his bag and my world changes. A book. The man reads. And more. It’s the third book in the current bestselling sword and fantasy series. He holds the book half our of the bag like it smells bad.

“This right now.”

My pulse quickens. Suddenly, Travis, the dweeb became a much more promising project.

“You read fantasy?”

He’s checking my face, waiting for the mocking.

“Yes.”

I take the book from his hand.

“How is it? escort gaziantep suriyeli bayan This is my next project.”

He opened like a flower. The words pouring out. The next hour flew by. The sun was higher now and I was hot.

“Wanna swim?’

“Sure.”

“I need sun stuff on my back.”

I hand him the spray and turn away, waiting for the cold blast. I hear the spray then feel his hands on me spreading it. The guy has promise. He touches me like I’ll break or slap him, but it’s nice.

“Get under the strap, please. If I move it’s exposed.”

Gently he slides his fingers under. It feels good and I wish he’d follow that around and cup my tits, which are dying for hands. I lean forward.

“My lower back. Don’t be shy, get under the waistband a little. I really don’t want to burn.”

I feel his fingers carefully slip under the elastic. My pussy is getting wet. He’s so careful and so awkward. I love it. He doesn’t hurry but keeps his fingers just barely in there.

“Looks good.”

“Let me do your back. You’re so pasty, you’ll fry.”

As he moves, he tries to cover but I see it. He’s got a boner. No, definitely not gay.

I let my hands massage his back. He likes it. Fights moaning but let a sigh escape. Progress.

In the surf, we talk about Game of Thrones. He’s a big fan of Emilia Clark. She played Daenerys Targaryen.

“You just like her because she’s so hot looking.”

“No, she does a great job with her character.”

I move close. The waves push me into him.

“Don’t bullshit me. You liked watching her getting it. She has a nice ass.”

As the waves shove us around, I feel it again. Travis has a nice cock.

“Well, okay, maybe a little.’

“I think you like strong women, with hot bodies.”

Big wave. Travis sees it, I don’t, he grabs me and turns his back. Letting it crash over us.

“Thank you.”

“You didn’t see it. It would have knocked you over.”

I move closer, “Then you could save me like Jon Snow.”

The nervous boy is back, “Oh, I’d never be like him.”

I can’t resist. I move to him, mold to him. He stays. His arms sort of fall around me. I hold him, look up into those blue eyes.

“You don’t have to be.”

As our lips meet, a huge wave buries us. The moment is lost.

Back under the shelter, we lay on the towel, no conversation.

I wake up. Didn’t even know I fell asleep. Travis is molded to my back. Asleep. His cock is hard and buried in my cloth-covered crease. It feels really nice, but I know he’ll freak if he wakes up like that. His hand is on my belly, just at the edge of my top. As I try to gently disengage, his hand moves, covering my breast over my swimsuit.

“Ohhhh, mom.”

I freeze. What the fuck? Did he just say mom? Is my new book buddy and possible boyfriend having lusty thoughts about a family member? Or more?

As I untangled myself, he wakes up. He didn’t notice how close we were. It was getting late.

At the house, Jan was there. I like her, but I said that already. She and dad were on the deck.

“I see you two have met.”

I laughed. Travis laughed too.

“Mom, you set this up.”

Jan looks at dad, he blushes. I glare at him.

“Your idea?”

He shrugs. I laugh. Travis goes inside to pee and dad follows to get us all a drink. I sit next to Jan.

“You’re not mad at your father and I, are you?”

I put my hand over hers, “No, it was very awkward at first but we both love books, so it was a great day.

“I’m glad to hear that. Travis is a good son, just a bit shy.”

I squeeze her hand, just a little.

“Yes, it must be very satisfying to have such a handsome son.”

Blushes right from her cleavage to her forehead. Yup, she’s fucking her son, or wants to.

“Well, yes, I’m very proud of him.”

Dad and Travis came back, and we were standing around. Jan said, “Well, I need to get home and make dinner. You coming, Travis?”

“Yeah, mom.”

Jan turned to dad and they kissed. First time in front of me. Travis stood next to me and I felt his hand brush my ass. I turned and smiled at him. Next time we meet, that boy’s gonna be inside me. As he turned to follow his mom I let my hand graze over the bulge in his shorts. He sighed.

As they walked away, dad took my hand.

“So, did I fuck up?”

I laughed, “Never knew you had it in you. Fixing me up.”

We walked into the house, I stopped and turned to him.

“It worked out well. I like him, a lot. With your permission, I’d like to have him over.”

Dad moved to me. We held each other, “What you mean is you want to fuck him.”

I pressed my cloth-covered pussy into dad’s fat bulge, “Yes, daddy. I want to fuck that boy. But before that, we have a score to settle.”

Dad and I moved back and forth, rubbing our sexes, “Oh?”

“Yes, father. You set me up with that boy without my permission. You must atone.”

Dad’s hands moved behind my back, releasing the top. I moved and let it fall away. My father’s escort gaziantep türbanlı bayan hands cupped my breasts, teasing my hard nipples.

“What can I do?”

I pulled his shirt over his head and started unbuttoning his shorts.

“You owe me a fuck, lots of them. I like Jan, but I need you now. I’m drenched.”

I turned and leaned over the back of the couch.

“Bedroom?” dad asked.

“Here, now, please.”

The wall was all glass, but the sun was behind the house. His big fingers shoved my swimsuit down to my thighs. I spread as wide as I could. I heard dad’s shorts hit the floor and then felt his fat cock at my entrance.

“Been a few days, baby. Sorry.”

“We talked about it, it’s okay. Just fuck me, dad, I’m so wet and horny.”

His cock felt so big. Filling me up, slamming me into the couch.

“Oh, baby girl, you feel so good.”

I stretched my arms out, gripping the couch as dad pummeled my needy pussy. It’s so convenient to have a sex partner under the same roof. Dad’s hands gripped my hips and he hit my cervix on every plunge. I came.

As dad fucked me, I caught motion to my side. A mirror hung on the wall. Dad was oblivious, bent over me, fucking me like the first time.

Jan and Travis stood in the open door. Jan did not seem at all surprised. Travis’s mouth hung open. Too late now. I buried my face in the couch and enjoyed dad.

I looked up again. Jan had Travis’s shorts down. Her hand held his very nice cock and his hand rubbed between her legs, over her shorts. As I watched, Jan unbuttoned her shorts and dropped them. No panties. Travis put his hand back. This was not their first time. Jan got on her knees, smiled past me. I think dad noticed what was going on. It was going to get hotter.

Jan took Travis’ cock and slid her mouth over it. I came again, loudly. So fucking hot. I caught Travis’ eye, we smiled, he shrugged, I air-kissed him and gave him thumbs up. Dad stopped and I felt his cock slide out.

“Well, we seem to have broken the ice. Let’s go to the bed.”

I stepped over and pulled Travis’s shirt off. I hugged him. We kissed.

“I had no idea.” He whispered as he pressed his hard cock against my wet sex.

“I had a suspicion. We’ll talk later. Let’s do them and then you’re all mine.”

We kissed again and Travis put one hand on my ass and the other on my pussy.

“You’re so wet.”

I held his cock, “And you’re so hard and big. I want to fuck you while our parents watch. But right now, I want to watch you fuck your mother.”

Dad had one hand up Jan’s pussy and the other with two fingers up her ass. She was trying to jack him but could not concentrate. I slapped dad’s naked ass.

“Hey old man, get your hands off Travis’s sex toy and come and fuck your daughter.”

We left our clothes on the living room floor and headed for dad’s room.

Jan yanked the covers off and climbed on. Moving to one side. I kissed Travis,

“You’ve seen me. It’s my turn.”

Jan put a pillow under her cute firm ass and spread her legs, “Been too long son, come to, no cum IN momma.”

With practiced ease, Travis moved over his mother. She took his incredibly hard cock and, as he slipped his arms under her and cupped her head, put him at her entrance.

“Wanna fuck mom while they watch?”

Travis groaned and slid himself into his mother. She locked her legs behind his.

“Fuck me, baby. Make mommy cum.”

I was so turned on I was quivering. I got on the bed and moved to the end. Travis was pounding Jan. The slap of their bodies fed my lust. I reached out, not thinking, just reacting. I gently held Travis’ balls as they swung. My hand brushed Jan’s pussy. I’d never felt another woman. She was warm and soft and so wet. I massaged the lips of her vagina as I felt Travis’ cock slide in and out. I looked past him, wondering how Jan was reacting. She looked at me, smiled, and came all over my hand. It was way past exciting. Dad just stood to the side, slowly stroking his cock. I lay face-down on the bed. I put my ass up, on my knees.

“Fuck me, dad.”

He was there in a second and we were fucking, right next to Jan and Travis. The most erotic and taboo thing I’ve ever done. I came fast, nearly squirting. Jan noticed.

“Fuck that’s hot.”

“Does it all the time,” Dad said as he plowed me from behind.

As dad hammered me, my face moved closer to Jan’s. She looked at my tits, swinging. Our eyes met, “May I?”

“Please, it’s only fair.”

She came on her son’s cock as her hand moved under me and gently fondled my breast.

“I’ve never done this.”

“Me either,” I panted, “You felt nice.”

Jan’s eyes rolled back as Travis plunged deep, “I liked having you touch me while he fucked me.”

“Pinch my nipples, Jan. I’ll cum like hell.”

“Mmmmm” she said, as I felt her fingers on my nipple.

Pressure, hard pinching pressure went from my nip straight to my pussy.

“Oh fuck! Cumming!”

This time I jetted my juice all over escort gaziantep ücreti elden alan bayan dad and the bed. That set dad off.

“Cumming baby. Take dad’s cum.”

He pounded deep and held himself against me as he came. Jan smiled, “Feels good, doesn’t it?”

I just squeezed her breast, too busy cumming to answer.

Travis, seeing all this, went off.

“Oh fuck mom!”

Jan groaned her cum as her son filled her.

The men fell off to each side, leaving Jan and I next to each other. I caressed her sweaty body slowly. Her hand moved over to do the same.

“You cum a lot.”

“Yeah, it’s not like I try, it just happens. It’s worse when I’m really horny.”

“Like watching other parents fuck their kid?”

I pinched her nipple. She squealed quietly.

“I’ve never seen other people having sex, for real and then for my first time I watch a mother and son. If dad hadn’t been in me, I would have blasted the wall.”

“I’d like to see that,” Jan replied as her fingers trailed down my belly.

“Keep that up and you will.”

Jan’s fingers paused at the top of my slit, “I’ve never been interested in experimenting with a woman. What changed?”

I gently took her hand and pressed it down over my pussy running with dad’s and my juices, “Because I love you and I’m nearly your step-daughter and my father and your son are watching, and it’s all so wrong. I want to suck your pussy. I’ve never been interested either, but I sure am now.”

Our mouths touched, opened and our tongues danced. The men groaned but kept their hands off us. This was our time. I moved my hand to Jan’s pussy, so wet with their mixed cum. We broke our kiss. Lips brushing, Jan spoke.

“Have you ever tasted yourself?”

“Yes, all the time.”

I brought my hand, wet with Jan’s spend up and pressed my fingers against her mouth, “Try it, you’ll like it. I’m sure you know how dad tastes.”

As she opened her mouth to reply, my fingers slipped in. She froze, then I felt her tongue laving my fingers.

“Mmmmm,” she sighed, then released me.

“How do I taste to you?”

I took two fingers and ran them up Jan’s pussy, slipping inside and rubbing her hard clit as I passed over. She groaned.

“Not fair. You stopped.”

Moving my face over her, I slipped my fingers into my mouth. She tasted different than me, a bit more musky. I liked it.

“I like your taste.”

Jan’s hand slid over my pussy, going deep, and rubbing my clit. I groaned.

“Only fair,” Jan said as she put her fingers, covered in my pussy juice, into her mouth.

“Mmmm, different. I like it.”

She moved in and we kissed. Then she whispered, “Can I get it from the source?”

“Only if I can too.”

I climbed on top of my father’s girlfriend and straddled her head. I lay down, moving my face between Jan’s legs. I felt her hands caressing, positioning me. As her tongue touched me for the first time, I placed my mouth against her pussy. We groaned and were off.

I tasted dad’s cum and hers. She was a natural at licking pussy. I plowed my face into her sex, plunging my tongue deep inside her. I loved licking pussy. Not giving up cock, but this is fun.

I felt a male hand move between us and grasp my nipple.

“Thought you might want help,” Dad said as he pinched. He knows me. He knows that’s gonna make me cum like a firehose. I felt Travis move his hand to his mom’s nips. She groaned into my pussy. It felt good.

I had a thought, a brief, out of body vision of four people on a bed engaging in bisexual, incestual, group sex. That was it. I came.

I shoved my pussy down into Jan’s face and unloaded. A gusher. She gulped, choked, gulped, and gave up. I heard it splashing on her face. I gobbled her clit and fingered her G-spot. She came like a waterfall. No squirting, just a lot of warm wetness. I put my mouth to her and drank her joy.

I fell off of Jan, panting. We hugged.

“I want to do that again.”

“Me too, mom.”

She quivered in my arms, “That’s so sick, I love it.”

The men stood next to the bed. We looked at their hard cocks.

“I think we owe them,” Jan said.

“True.”

“I’d like to try something.”

Curious, I watched as Jan lay on the bed on her back and let her head fall off.

“I want both of you in my mouth at once.”

Well, that was an eye-opener.

Dad and Travis looked at each other like they were porcupines. Jan wasn’t having it.

“Hey, you watched us get it on, now it’s your turn. Get over here and put both your cocks in my mouth.

Dad gave in and grabbed Travis’ shoulder, “Well, let’s make your mom happy.”

With a weak smile, Travis slid up against dad as he stepped up to Jan. She reached out and took their hard cocks, pulling gently until the men rotated in and she could press them together. Travis gave me an embarrassed look. I spread my legs and rubbed my soaked sex, “I’m next. I want you.”

Jan had both cocks in her mouth. It was hot but not very practical. After a few minutes, she gave up.

“Well, that was fun. See boys, you didn’t explode when you touched each other, right?”

The boys smiled. Travis came to me and we started making out. Travis paused.

“Would anybody mind if we went to Zoe’s room? Just the two of us, you know?”

Dad gave the thumbs up and Jan smiled.

I shut the door and turned to him, “That was very romantic.”

“I’m dying to make love to you, but I wanted our first time to be just us.”

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I have searched the web long and hard looking for incest stories about black people. All the stories I have read involved white people. Don’t get me wrong I love incest stories, but I would love to read one about black people. I know it exists between black people, because it happened to me. That’s way I decided to tell my story.

After I graduated from college I moved to New York City from Florida. I hated Florida. Back home I got no respect. I was what you called a black nerd. I was totally into computers and my studies. I was also very shy when it came to women, I just didn’t have any courage. In high school the other black kids made fun of me. I guess it was because I was 6’3″, and I couldn’t play basketball to save my life. I just wasn’t interested in sports. Its weird how, just because your tall and black people assume you should be playing basketball.

I also wasn’t into what all the other black people were into at the time. I liked all kinds of music rock, rap, heavy metal, and alternative music. Black people for some reason can’t understand or except if your different then they are. The black girls in my school were so materialistic. If you didn’t wear the latest style of cloths, or have a car, and if you didn’t play ball, they considered you to be a sucker. Its not that I was ugly or anything, I just wasn’t down with all the image bullshit. So as you probably figured out by now I didn’t get any pussy in high school.

When I got to NYC all that shit changed real fast. I got me a good job working for a small software company. I rented a small but cozy studio in the village. I was making 60k a year and living the good life. I was banging chicks left and right. Fuck Florida, NYC was the place to be, I didn’t even go home to visit anymore. I was banging this rich white girl named Sharon, who lived on the upper west side .She was fine. She had long blonde hair that went all the way down to her ass, nice plump tits and a thick ass like a black women. We ended up breaking up when her father found out that I was black. I guess, a white man seeing his daughter with a big black man, is like his worse nightmare come true. Her father threatened to cut her off if she continued to see me. I guess the all mighty dollar always comes first.

It was hard to adjust to life without, Sharon. I missed filling her pussy up with cum every night. Watching my 8-inch thick black dick disappear into her ass, was something I was going to really miss. About a week later my phone rang, it was my younger sister Donna. “Hi Derrick its me Donna,” I was shocked, my sister hadn’t called me in years. “Hey what’s up girl… how are you doing?” We chit chatted for a while; you know the usual family stuff. She told me that I forgot to call her for her 18th birthday. I told her I was sorry. I said what would you like for your birthday. She said, ” I have a few weeks to kill before I start school. Then she said, ” You think I could come to New York and visit for a week.” Without thinking I said, ” Sure you can, I’ll send you a plane ticket.” She was so excited she was screaming into the phone. After I hung up the phone, reality hit me. I hadn’t seen my sister in about three years. The last time I saw her was right before I moved to NYC. She knew I was doing well because I always sent my mother money. I remembered that the last time I saw her she was acting like those stuck up black girls in our town. I always hated that type. But she was my sister and I knew she had never been north of South Carolina, and plus I wanted to see her. I promised myself that I would show her a real good time.

That next day I made all the arrangements. I booked her a first class ticket that was scheduled to arrive the following Friday at JFK airport. I also took a week off from work so I could show her the city.

Driving to JFK sucked, the traffic in NYC is something I still haven’t gotten used to. For some reason I was a little nervous waiting for her plane to land. I guess its because I didn’t know what to expect. While the people were filing out of the plane, I searched for my sister. Allot of really fine women got off the plane, but I still didn’t see my sister. Then I saw this women get off the plane. From a distance, I thought to myself “Look at this bitch.”She stood about 5’9” with her high heels, nice and tall. She was wearing a short black mini skirt; it looked like both her big giant ass cheeks were fighting to get out of that skirt. She had big plump tits and her hair was in thin braids down to her shoulders. She looked like she was lost. I usually don’t bother with black women. Soon after I moved to NY I found out that most black women just have too much drama going on in their lives. They either had a bunch of kids or they where a bunch of gold diggers looking for some sorry broth’a to support their ass. I guess that’s why I only dealt with white women. All of a sudden, the women I had been checking out looked at me and smiled. She started running towards me. As she got closer seks hikayeleri I realized that it was my sister Donna. She jumped into my arms and said “Hi! Derrick,” and hugged me real hard. The whole thing happened so fast. Could this be my little sister, this was not what I expected? She was absolutely beautiful.

After we ended our embrace I had to step back and give her another look. I said “Wow! Donna you sure grew up girl, I didn’t even recognize you.” She said, ” You look great too Derrick, have you been working out, and what happened to your glasses?”…. “Yeah I’ve been working out since I got here, I got contacts last year.” She had the prettiest smile I had ever seen. I took her arm and lifted it above her head and twirled her around. She smiled and spun around to let me get a good look at her. She was blushing big time when she spun back around .At that moment I realized, before me stood a women, not the little sister I had last seen three years ago.

We got her luggage, and headed for my car. She never stopped talking the whole ride to my place. She was acting like a little girl in a big candy store. She was so excited to be in New York, as she had never been away from home before. She asked allot of questions about the city. When we entered the city her eyes light up. She was looking out the window at all the tall buildings. She was leaning out the window and that’s when I looked down and saw her thick sexy legs. Her mini skirt had ridden up a little to expose her thighs. Her legs looked so smooth and soft, my cock started to swell up. My little sister was making me hot. I could barely keep my eyes on the road.

When we arrived in the village she seemed to get more excited. She said, “I heard there are allot of crazy people down here”. I said “Donna there are crazy people all over this city”. When we entered my place she said, ” I thought you had a small studio, this place is huge.” My place wasn’t that big it just looked like it was because I didn’t have much furniture. I had a king size bed, a small love seat and a small dining area. She said, ” I have never seen a bed this big before.” Then she jumped in it and stretched out and rolled around like a little kid. It was real cute. Man she looked sexy lying in my bed like that. While she rolled around the bed her skirt road up exposing her crotch. She had on the sexiest black lace panties I’ve ever seen. Her pussy mound was fat. I could see the panties where splitting her thick pussy lips. I turned around real quick before she saw me looking.

I went right into my bathroom and closed the door. While I was looking at myself in the mirror I thought,” What the fuck are you doing?” I was actually thinking about fucking my sister’s fat pussy. It’s been a few weeks since I had some pussy; maybe that’s why I was so sexually aroused. I kind of just laughed it off and said to myself “Yeah… I guess I miss Sharon, that’s why I’m trippin out like this.” It’s been awhile since I last saw a women lying on my bed. I took some cold water and splashed it over my face. After I regained my composure I left the bathroom.

When I came out of the bathroom, Donna was lying in the middle of my bed with her arms folded behind her. This made her big plump tits stick straight up. The only thing I could say to myself was ” Derrick keep your composure”… I said, “Hey girl, what do you want to do tonight?”…Donna replied, “Anything you want big bro, I’m all yours”. Man if she could only read my mind, she would grab her stuff and run out of here as fast as she could. I said, “Kool… here’s my plan…we’ll go get something to eat later and then I’ll take you to a club tonight.” Her eyes light up, ” I always wanted to go to a real night club.”

We arrived at the club around 11:30; there was a line about a block long. My

sister said “I don’t think were going to get in, and don’t forget big brother (I love it when she says that) I’m only 18”. I said “Don’t you worry about a thing little girl, I’ll take care of everything.” She stopped dead in her tracks; with the cutest little grin on her she said, “I’m not a little girl anymore big bro.”… I said, “Your right… I’m sorry… you are a women and a beautiful one at that. From now on I will treat you as one. She gave me a big hug and kiss on the lips and said, “Thanks bro, you don’t know how much what you just said means to me”. I felt very warm inside; it was one of those very tender moments between a brother and sister that you don’t forget. I took her hand and said, “Come on, let’s go party!”

I hadn’t held my sister’s hand in years. Memories started coming back to me of when we where younger, and I would hold her hand to help her cross the street. Except, this time I was holding the hand of a young woman. I walked past all the fool’s on line heading straight for the front door. My sister said, “What about the line?” I just laughed. When we got to the big crowd in front of the door there were two big bouncers, escort gaziantep şişman bayan one black and one white. I think my sister felt threatened. I could feel her gripping my hand a little harder. Then the big black bouncer spoke. “Hey Derrick, what’s up bro,” he parted the crowd and we walked in the club. My sister was stunned. “Damn bro… I didn’t know you had it like that!” I guess she was impressed. This club was one of my regular spots I liked to chill at, because a lot of white women came here looking for black men.

The club was jumping that night. I headed straight for the bar; I needed a drink really bad. My boy Lex was tending the bar on the main level, and I knew he would hook me up with some phat drinks. I asked Donna what she wanted to drink. She said, ” I will have whatever your drinking.” I said to the bartender ” Let me get two shots of tequila, and a Hennessey on the rocks. I wasn’t sure what level of drinking my sister was at. Well she really surprised me. She handled the shot of tequila like a trooper. “Damn girl I didn’t know if you can handle that.” She said, ” I didn’t think I could either, I never had tequila before, it’s not bad.” I got us another round of shots, and then I ordered two long island ice teas. After the second shot, I was feeling pretty good. I could tell that my sister was feeling pretty good also. She had a very relaxed and excited look on her face.

A reggae song came on and my sister said “lets dance”. She took my hand and led me to the main dance floor. We went right into the middle of the crowd. The music was loud and you could feel the bass in your chest. We started dancing normal at first. The dance floor was so crowded that we ended up very close to each other. Then the next reggae song that came on it was one of those slow grinding songs. I looked around; it was real dark on the dance floor. The other couples all around us started dancing real nasty,

which is something I love to do. I guess Donna noticed that too. She looked at me with her adorable baby eyes, and moved in real close. She slipped her leg between mine, and started to slow grind on my thigh. I put my hand on the small of her back, just above her thick butt, and started to grind back. What an incredible feeling. I could feel my younger sister grinding her pussy on one of my thighs, and her thigh was gently gliding under my balls. Donna had a big naughty smile on her face. I don’t know if it was the alcohol or just the situation we were in, cause she really started to get nasty. I was loving every bit of it. I said to myself, ” Fuck it! Lets see how far she is willing to take this.” I eased back a little, and then I grabbed her right hand and pulled her to me and spun her around. I wanted to feel that fat ass on my cock. Without skipping a beat, she pressed that big thick juicy booty hard up against my cock. I couldn’t take it any more, my cock started to swell big time.

I could tell that Donna was having a good time. The D.J. was really starting to turn the party out. I knew that by now, she could feel my cock poking her ass. Sweat was pouring down my face. I guess the next song the D.J. played was one of her favorites, because she pushed her booty hard up against my ragging hard on, and kept it there. I put my hands on her waist and pulled her to me. Dancing with my sister like that was one of the most erotic moments of my life. We danced real slowly; it was like we were one unit, connected to each other at the waist. We were dancing so fucking nasty and it was sexy.

Imagine what was going through my mind. Even though I was a little drunk, I still knew exactly what was going on. Here I was with my fine ass sister, dirty dancing with her in a N.Y.C. nightclub. My mind was on overload. Thousands of dirty thoughts flashed in and out of my brain. Pictures of her as a child flashed though my mind, but, I couldn’t make the connection because what was in front on me, grinding her ass into my crotch, was not the little girl I remembered. It felt wrong, but it felt so damn good. I started to wonder, “What the hell must she be thinking?” I wondered if she thought I was nasty. I wanted to know what she was thinking. Was she enjoying this as much as I was? It was too much for me to handle. The battle in my mind, whether this was right or wrong, went on for what seemed like hours. However, it was actually only seconds. I decided to just go with the flow; it was too late to stop now, “Shit I didn’t want to stop anyway.” I closed my eyes and decided to just enjoy this moment.

I was so lost in my fantasies; I didn’t even realize the D.J. started playing some house music. ” Derrick…. Derrick…. lets go get a drink.” It took me a second to come back to reality. On the way back to the bar I said to my sister “Girl I didn’t know you could dance like that.” She turned to me and whispered in to my ear “There’s allot of things you don’t know about me big bro.” My boy Lex escort gaziantep sınırsız bayan hooked us up with some drinks on the house. We sat down at the bar and chit chatted for a while. I noticed allot of the guys in the club walking by staring at my sister. Some of the guys even did a double take. Another guy was bold enough to ask her to dance right in front of me. She politely told him ” No thank you, I’m on a date.” The guy then looked at me, and apologized. After he left, we both started laughing. ” Donna you can dance with other guys if you want. Don’t let me hold you back, have fun girl.” She looked at me with her precious smile and said, “You’re the only man in this club I want to dance with big bro, and I don’t give a damn about these other fools in here. Plus I need you to protect me from these guys, there looking at me like I’m steak, and they haven’t even eaten in days”. We both fell out laughing. If she only knew, I was looking at her the same way.

I needed to get out of this club. It was real hot and getting too crowded. I said to Donna, ” Lets get out of here.” We jumped in a cab and headed back to my place downtown. In the cab, Donna was talking a mile a minute. She gabbed on and on about the club. She told me how much fun she had. When the cab arrived at my place, while getting out, Donna damn nearly fell on her face. Good thing I was there to catch her. She fell backwards into my arms. I caught her under her armpits and the palm of my hands landed on those plump juicy tits of hers. Her tits were nice, soft, and heavy. Donna started giggling as I helped her to her feet. ” I think you had too much to drink young lady.” I said. ” Those long island ice teas are the bomb. Derrick, they kind of sneak up on ya” she said.

When we finally entered my studio apartment, the first thing that came to my mind was getting in the shower. I felt all wet and sticky. Donna walked in, flopped right on the bed, and rolled over on her back. “Those long island ice teas are real powerful bro”. Her skirt had ridden way up to the top of her thighs. I got a tiny little peak of her panty covered pussy mound. I thought to myself “Damn she got a phat!!… Pussy.” Thank God she couldn’t see me looking. She rolled around in the bed giggling, and talking about how much fun she had at the club. I said, “Hey girl I’m going to take a shower, I feel all sticky.” Donna said, “Yeah, I wanna take one to.” I said, ” Ok cool I’ll go first, I know you women take forever. She then said, giggling, ” Remember when mommy used to work late, and you had to make sure I took my bath. I would run around naked, and you would chase me trying to get me to put some cloths on. ” Yeah I remember, you used to drive me crazy. I wanted to put you across my lap and give you a good spanking.” Donna started laughing hysterically. ” I only did it cause, I knew it drove you nuts. It was fun having you chase me around the house, and I knew you would never hurt me.” She started bringing up memories I had totally forgot about. It sure is funny the things we remember about our childhood. I said, ” Well I’m still your big brother, and if you try that shit again, I’m going to spank dat… ass.”…. “Ooooh!! Is that a promise? I’m so scared,” she said sarcastically. We both started laughing. I said ” Girl…. your drunk.”

The cool water hitting my body in the shower was very refreshing. Wow! What a night I thought to myself. I replayed all the events of the evening in my mind. I thought about how my sister looked in the club. I thought about how we danced together. I thought about how sensual she was on the dance floor and how gracefully her body moved against mine. Instinctively my hand found my cock and started to stroke it. I used my memories like one would use a VCR. Fast forwarding and rewinding visions of my sister’s fat ass pressing against my bulging cock. She had to feel it; she just had to feel my thick cock pressing against her soft thick ass. Lost in the erotic porno that was playing in my mind, I was startled when I heard…. Boom Boom Boom. “Come on Derrick, hurry up. I thought you said women take forever. You’ve been in there 15 minutes.” Snapping back to reality I said, ” Sorry, I’ll be out in a second”. My cock was begging me for relief. I wanted to cum so bad. My balls looked all swollen, and they felt heavy. I said to myself ” Man you have to stop thinking like this. Now my lust had turned to anger. I was a little angry with myself. Here I am, a grown man lusting after his younger sister.

I got out of the shower and put on a pair of boxer’s. When I opened the door Donna was standing right out side. She was standing in front of me wearing nothing but a towel, wrapped around the top of her huge breasts. ” About time bro.” she said.” I’m sorry the water felt so good.” The evil incestuous side of my mind took over again. She was absolutely stunning standing there in that towel. ” Damn Derrick, you done swelled up big time.” Oh my God… did she see my swollen cock? I put my head down in shame. She then poked at my bare chest a couple of times with her finger. She said, ” I guess all the time you said you’ve been spending at the gym is paying off.” What a relief, I thought I was busted. Thank God she walked into the bathroom. I just stood there. Feeling guilty and ashamed. I thought to myself maybe it’s the alcohol. I was trying to find some excuse for my behavior.

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