Free Sex Story

Slutty Best Friends 2

Jenny woke up unexpectedly from a very pleasant dream. She was having flashbacks to the events of the night before, when she and her best friend Becca had sucked off each others’ little brothers in a hot tub. “Dammit,” Jenny swore, “and it was just getting good, too.” Jenny couldn’t always remember her dreams, but she always remembered her sex dreams. Those were her favorites, and her most frequent. She reached down and slipped two fingers into her pussy. She was wet, as she expected. She brought her hand back up and sucked her juices from her fingers, loving the taste of her own pussy. She never questioned why Becca loved eating her out. She glanced at the clock, and noticed it was still pretty early. “Kevin’s probably not even awake yet.” She thought about using her extra time to masturbate, but realized she was horny for what she was doing in her dream. She needed to suck cock again. She smiled, knowing just where she could find someone willing to let her have her fun. Jenny stood up, left her room, and walked down the hall to her brother’s room.
She stood in her brother’s doorway, wearing just a pink nightie and panties. “Oh Kevin, wake up!” she urged in a sing-song voice. Kevin groggily woke up. Upon seeing his sexy older sister in his doorway, however, he was instantly at full attention, as was his cock. “Mornin’ little brother. How would you like a quick blowjob before school?” Jenny asked, with a naughty grin on her face.
“…Am I still dreaming?” Kevin asked, kinda lamely.
Jenny giggled. “No, silly, if this were a dream I’d be naked already. Now c’mon, come sit on the edge of your bed here.” Jenny said, walking over to the side of Kevin’s bed. Kevin pulled his covers off him and swung his legs around so he was sitting up with his legs dangling over the side of his bed. He was only wearing a pair of boxers, and his hard cock looked like it was already about to pop out. Jenny licked her lips. “Now, let’s get started.” She grabbed the hem of her nightie and pulled it off of herself, exposing her bare tits to her brother. Kevin was practically shaking with excitement. For the first time, his sister was actually going to suck his cock. Jenny got down on her knees in front of her brother, wearing just her pink panties, reached out and took her brother’s cock out of his boxers. She stroked it with her hand just to get a good feel of it; it was already rock hard.
Jenny moaned. “Mmmm, I really need this.” She leaned forward and wrapped her lips around Kevin’s cock, and slowly moved down, taking it all into her mouth. Jenny had had experience with many larger cocks, so she slid her brother’s dick into her mouth with ease and started licking and sucking it. As she slid his dick in and out of her mouth, every now and then she would let out a tiny, sexy moan. But pretty soon she started to pick up the pace. As much as she was enjoying herself, and despite wanting to pleasure her little brother as much as possible, she knew she didn’t have a whole lot of time, and she wanted his cum as fast as she could get it. Her moans of pleasure were soon replaced by sloppy slurping noises as she sucked her brother’s dick as fast as she could. Kevin was in heaven, and he was still so amazed by the whole situation that he didn’t even think to warn his sister when he was about to cum. But Jenny was so used to guys cumming in her mouth, it didn’t even phase her. As her brother’s cock erupted in her mouth, she swallowed it all like a dutiful whore. God this is hot, Jenny thought, my own brother is cumming in my mouth!
Jenny kept sucking until she was sure she had gotten every last drop. She was still on her knees stroking his dick when Kevin fell onto his back, completely drained. “Mmm, Becca was right! You do taste good, little bro!”
“God that was awesome. Thank you, Jenny.” he said.
“No problem, little bro.” Jenny gave her brother’s cock one last kiss before standing up. “What are big sisters for, anyway?” she giggled to herself. Then she slipped her tiny pink panties off, said “here,” and threw them onto her brother’s face. “I know you like jerking off into my panties, little bro. Feel free to use ’em whenever you need to.”
Jenny picked up her discarded nightie and left her brother’s room still naked. She felt so deliciously dirty after that, and she couldn’t wait to tell Becca all about it.
***
When Becca woke up, at first everything felt normal. But then she remembered her slutty display in front of her brother the night before, and knew things were gonna be way more fun around the house now. She got out of bed, wearing just her bra and panties like usual. But instead of walking down the hall to the bathroom before taking them off, she stripped them off right away and walked down the hall naked. She left the bathroom door wide open and climbed right into the shower.
Kyle heard his sister walk down the hall, but when he got to the bathroom he was surprised to see the door completely open. In the past, he had always had to peek in through a crack to watch his hot sister undress. Becca could see through the fogged up glass of the shower that her brother had entered the bathroom, wearing a T-shirt and boxers. He stood in front of the mirror brushing his teeth. It was obvious he was watching Becca shower, because Kyle never took more than a few seconds to brush his teeth, and he was there for minutes. Becca made a show of lathering up her impressive tits for a while, then turned the shower off and stepped out.
“Hey, little bro.” Becca said casually. Kyle had just spit into the sink, then he turned, and stopped and stared in awe at his older sister’s wet, glistening, naked body. Becca took a towel and brought it to her face, taking longer than necessary to dry it off so her brother could get a nice long look at her amazing teen body. When she finished, she held the towel down, and saw Kyle had a massive tent in his boxers. She laughed and pointed at his crotch. “Wow, bro, that’s some serious morning wood. You want some help with that?”
Kyle looked down and noticed what she was talking about. He looked really embarrassed. Becca laughed again. “Hey, relax, little brother. Don’t be shy, you should be proud of that. You got a pretty big tool for a guy your age. Jenny really seemed to enjoy it last night, but then again that little slut loves every dick she sees.” Becca, still wet and completely nude, got on her knees in front of her brother. “Here, I’ll give you a hand.” She pulled Kyle’s boxers down and his hard dick sprang out. She took it in one hand, spit on it for lubrication, and started stroking it.
Becca gave great handjobs. She’d started jerking off her guy friends in 7th grade, and she’d loved doing it ever since. Something about helping a guy masturbate just thrilled her for some reason. She started using two hands to pump her brother’s cock, and Kyle had to grab the bathroom counter to keep from losing his balance and falling over. After just minutes of Becca’s skilled handiwork, Kyle started to cum. She held her tits up with one hand, and kept stroking and aiming Kyle’s cock at her tits with the other hand. Spurt after spurt of her brother’s big white load splashed onto her tits. Becca loved when guys came on her tits, and she smiled a devilish smile as she watched her brother’s load spill out onto her chest.
“There, that better?” Becca asked as she milked the last drops of cum from Kyle’s dick. When he was finished and his cock started to deflate, Becca started rubbing her brother’s cum into her still wet tits. Then she laughed. “I’m such a whore, I just showered and I couldn’t even go five minutes without getting dirty again!”
“Thanks, sis.” Kyle said.
“Nah, don’t mention it. You ever need help with your morning wood, I’d be glad to lend a hand.” Becca responded. Then, as if nothing out of the ordinary had just happened, Becca finished toweling off and walked back to her room to finish getting ready for school.
***
Jenny left her house and began walking along her usual route to the bus stop. When she got to Becca’s house, Becca had just left the front door and was waiting for Jenny to catch up.
“Well, I sucked my brother’s dick.” Jenny announced.
“Good morning to you, too.” Becca said dryly.
Jenny giggled. “Sorry. Mornin’, babe. But I just had to tell you. I had a dream about last night and woke up super horny, so I just had to suck him.”
“His cock was fun to suck, wasn’t it? Just like I told you.”
“Uh-huh! What about your brother’s? Have you gotten a taste yet?”
“Oh. No. But, I gave him a handjob after he watched me in the shower. I let him cum all over my tits.”
Jenny giggle. “Oh you slut, you just love gettin’ guys to cum on your big titties, don’tcha?”
“Yes, but not as much as you love getting guys to cum on your face, or on your ass, or in your mouth, or just about anywhere!” Becca laughed.
“Good point, I am a bit of a cum slut, huh? How long did it take ya to figure that one out? Anyway you gotta suck your brother off after school today.”
“Are you gonna suck off your brother again after school?” Becca asked.
“No, I’m gonna fuck him. I probably would’ve this morning, but I guess I didn’t think I had time. You should totally fuck yours too, come to think of it.”
“Fine, after school we’ll fuck our brothers.” Becca said.
“Deal. Let’s kiss on it.” Jenny said. The two best friends stopped for a moment and leaned in for a slow, lust-filled, sensual kiss. Becca’s hands moved down Jenny’s back and up her skirt, grabbing her tight ass. They stopped kissing for a second for Jenny to giggle, then resumed their make-out session as Jenny started grabbing Becca’s tits through her top. Secretly, they both hoped some of the neighbors were watching them. They finished their kiss and continued walking, and Jenny gave Becca one last slap on the ass as they went.
“Dressed a little different today, aren’t you, Becca?” Jenny said.
“I know! I’m actually wearing pants! Weird, huh?”
Becca was dressed in a pair of tan short shorts, just barely covering her ass. “Those are not pants! They don’t count as pants unless they’re at least two inches below your ass!”
“Well then what would you call these?”
“Those are booty shorts! And I hope you enjoyed that spanking, because the guys in the hallways are gonna be giving you lots more, all day!”
“Really?” Becca asked.
“Yes! You never really notice, because you’re always wearing skirts and dresses and guys are too busy trying to upskirt you. But I’ve been wearing booty shorts since 6th grade, and guys always smack and grab my ass in the hallways.
“And yet you keep wearing them.” Becca added.
Jenny smiled. “I never said I didn’t like it. Not today though, just an ordinary, totally-not-slutty cheerleading uniform for me.”
Becca laughed. “I bet your dad didn’t like you wearing booty shorts in middle school.”
“Oh, he hated it! He still does, too. He still comes into my room every now and then and picks up, like, a pair of my jeans shorts off the floor and asks ‘What is this, denim underwear?'”
Becca laughed again. “Oh my god! My dad does the same thing! He’ll be like ‘Is this a belt or a skirt?'”
The girls kept laughing and telling stories about how their fathers berated them for their choice of clothing until the school bus arrived.
***
At lunch, Becca sat at a table in the cafeteria with five of her guy friends. As she ate her lunch, she was leaning forward slightly reading a book. As with most of Becca’s choices in tops, she was showing ample cleavage as she leaned forward. She felt something small hit her in the chest, and looked up to see a few pieces of popcorn and some tiny carrots scattered on the table in front of her. Then she looked up at her friends, confused.
Her friends laughed, then one of them said, “Sorry, Becca. We were trying to see who could land something in your cleavage first!”
Becca glanced down and realized how much cleavage she’d been showing, then smiled and looked back up. She put her book down, crossed her arms on the table, and leaned forward even more. As she leaned into her arms, her tits squished together, showing even more cleavage than before.
“Well, take your best shot, boys!” Becca told them.
“Is there some sort of prize involved?” One of her friends asked jokingly.
Becca thought for a second, then smiled deviously. “First one to get something between my tits, gets to put something else between my tits,” she said slyly.
Excitedly, her friends started pelting her chest with tiny pieces of food, trying their best to get something in. All of them had gotten handjobs and blowjobs from her in the past. She had shown them all her impressive tits many times as well. But a chance to actually get tit fucked by “Big Tits” Becca would have been something else. That’s how most people around school knew Jenny and Becca, Big Tits Becca and Blowjob Jenny.
Her friend Mitch was the lucky winner, and actually cheered when he made it in. All the other guys made disappointed noises, then congratulated their friend. Becca stood up and walked over to Mitch, then bent over so her tits were in his face. “Go on, reach in there and get it,” she told him. Mitch put his hand down her shirt and picked up the piece of popcorn that had won him a free tit fuck. Becca opened her mouth, and he plopped it right in. She ate it, smiled, stood up straight, and told Mitch, “Come get your prize!” Then she took him by the hand, and led him out of the room, swaying her ass as she walked. Her other guy friends cheered as they watched them leave.
Becca was looking forward to what she was about to do. She remembered Mitch had a big dick. The last time she’d seen it was at a party at her house. She had walked in on him masturbating in her bathroom, then finished the job for him.
Becca led Mitch to the boys’ bathroom, which she was already very familiar with, and took him into an empty stall, locking the door behind them. The speed with which she sat him down on the toilet seat and yanked his pants down made it obvious to Mitch that she was just as excited to do this as he was. He was already hard. “Ooh, you are big! This is gonna be so much fun!” Becca said before spitting on her hand and stroking Mitch’s cock. Mitch was enjoying the handjob, but his eyes were still staring down Becca’s shirt as she knelt in front of him. Becca didn’t even need to follow his gaze to notice this, and she giggled. “Man, you really wanna see my boobs, don’t you? Can’t say I blame you.” She reached down with both hands and took her top off. She wasn’t wearing a bra. Becca smiled, “Like what you see? Good. Now, let’s get to the part where I fuck you with my tits.”
Becca spit on her hand and rubbed it between her tits. Then she cupped her tits in her hands, leaned forward into Mitch’s cock, and squished her tits together around it. She started to slowly push her tits up and down, jerking Mitch’s cock. Mitch couldn’t resist letting out little moans of pleasure every time the tip of his dick slipped through Becca’s tits. Every few strokes, Becca leaned her head forward and sucked Mitch’s cock head for a second or two. “Christ you’re good at this!” Mitch gasped.
“I am, aren’t I? Hard not to be with titties like these. I mean really, just look at ’em! They were made for putting dicks between ’em!”
“God I love your tits, Becca.”
“Aww, thanks! Lovely, aren’t they? So much better than Jenny’s tits, huh?” Becca and Jenny liked to compete over who’s the sexiest, the sluttiest, and the best fuck. Just a friendly competition, that ended up working in just about every guy’s favor.
“So much better.” Mitch said. Becca smiled and picked up the pace. She started slamming her tits up and down Mitch’s shaft vigorously. “Holy fuck Becca this is so good! I’m gonna cum!”
“Go ahead and cum, Mitch. All over my tits. Come on, Mitch, I know you wanna.” Mitch couldn’t take it any more, and came. His cum spilled out, getting smeared all over Becca’s tits as she continue to pump his cock. Some squirted up, hitting Becca in the chin. She stuck her tongue out, trying to catch more cum as it shot up into her face.
When Mitch was finished, Becca slowed down. She leaned back and lifted her cum-drenched tits to her mouth, sticking her tongue out and licking up Mitch’s cum.
After getting his pants back on, Mitch thanked Becca. “Not a bad prize, I’d say.” He joked.
“Well, maybe we should play these games more often then. I can think of plenty more prizes.” Becca suggested, winking.
***
While Becca was busy taking care of Mitch, Jenny was entering the cafeteria looking for her. She was horny as hell from having guys upskirting her in her cheerleader uniform all day, and she was aching for a quickie with her best friend. She looked around and saw some of her guy friends sitting where she’d normally sit, and walked over to them. “You guys seen Becca?” Jenny asked.
“Oh yeah, we’ve seen her. Lots of her.” One guy said, making the others laugh.
“Figures. Well, where is she now?” Jenny asked.
“She’s in the bathroom. With Mitch.”
“Dammit. That slut!” Jenny said. Well, might as well fuck one of these guys then, Jenny thought. She looked at the guys sitting around the table. These guys were in Becca’s grade, so she didn’t know them as well as Becca did. More specifically, she didn’t know the size of their cocks as well as Becca did. So she chose the best looking one. “You, Tom,” she said, pointing at Tom. “Come with me.”
“Why?” Tom asked.
“Tom,” another guy said, “when a cheerleader asks you to come with her, you don’t ask ‘why?’ You just go with her!” The other guys starting laughing.
“Alright, alright, jeez. Just first reaction, y’know? I’m going.” Tom said, standing up and taking Jenny’s hand.
Jenny laughed too. “Oh, don’t worry about them.” She turned so she could look at Tom’s friends as she said, “They’re not the ones gettin’ some cheerleader ass right now, are they?” Tom smiled smugly to his friends as they walked out of the cafeteria.
Jenny pulled Tom into the first empty classroom she could find and locked the door behind her. Grabbing Tom’s shirt, she backed up into a desk and pulled Tom into a deep kiss. As they made out, Jenny took Tom’s hands in hers and led them to her ass. He began feeling and squeezing her ass as she stroked his cock through the front of his pants. This went on until Jenny was sure he was as hard as he’d get. Then she turned around and grinded her ass into Tom’s crotch, feeling his hard dick between her ass cheeks through her skirt. Not a bad size, I sure know how to pick ’em, Jenny thought.
Jenny pulled her sexy pink panties down to her knees, bent over resting her arms on the desk, and pushed her ass out. Her cheerleading skirt rode up perfectly, exposing her tight ass to Tom. “Fuck me, Tom.” Jenny said, wiggling her ass back and forth. Cheerleaders at their school were well known for getting fucked during school in the exact position Jenny was in. They loved being fucked in their uniforms, and the short skirts were seemingly tailored perfectly for it. It happened so often that fucking a girl bent over a desk with her panties around her knees and the rest of her uniform still on became known around the school as “Cheer Style,” even when doing it to the lacrosse and field hockey girls, who were also huge sluts with similar uniforms.
Tom lined his dick up with Jenny’s pussy, grabbed her hips, and slowly pushed his way in. “Ohhh yeahhh,” Jenny moaned. Once Tom had his whole dick in her, he slowly pulled out and pushed back in. “No need to be gentle, Tom. Just fuck me.” Jenny said, looking over her shoulder and smirking at Tom. Not one to disappoint a lady, Tom started humping her faster. Jenny closed her eyes, basking in the feeling of having a big dick filling her pussy over and over. “Mmmm, harder baby!” Jenny cried. Tom was now slamming his cock into her, his balls making a slapping noise on her ass every time he filled her pussy. “Ohhh, that’s it!” Tom and Jenny were both in heaven, and they were both getting close to cumming. “Mmm, smack my ass.” Jenny ordered. Tom was more than happy to oblige, so he slapped the cheerleader’s tight teen ass as he continued to fuck her as hard as he could. Jenny moaned in blissful pleasure as she felt the blow of his hand.
“Jenny, I think I’m gonna cum soon.” Tom warned.
Jenny got excited. Time for her sweet, sweet reward. “Okay, baby. We can’t make a mess though, so I’m gonna have to swallow.” Tom pulled out and Jenny turned around and got on her knees in front of him. She grabbed his cock with one hand and started hungrily sucking it. The fact that he was already close to cumming combined with Jenny’s expert blowjob made Tom finish quickly. Several ropes of hot cum shot into Jenny’s mouth as she continued sucking, not slowing down at all. A few seconds after he stopped cumming, Jenny pulled back and looked up at Tom. She opened her mouth and showed him the pool of his cum she had collected, then closed her mouth and swallowed it in one gulp. She opened her mouth to show her it was empty, and giggled at the look on his face.
“You’re like something out of a porno!” Tom complimented.
“I’m a much better fuck than Becca, huh?” Jenny smiled.
“I’ve never fucked her before.”
“Oh, that tease! I don’t know how she keeps her guy friends happy!” Jenny laughed. Jenny knew Becca would flash her friends and let them feel her tits whenever they asked, and she’d give them all handjobs whenever they wanted, so she never quite got why she didn’t just let them fuck her. Jenny stood up and pulled her pink panties back up. “Well, see ya later, Tom. You’re a good fuck, I’ll remember that.” Then she winked at Tom, and left the room to go about the rest of her day.
***
Becca walked home from the bus stop with a sore ass that day. Jenny had been right about the shorts. Not only had they perfectly shown off her ass, but they also allowed her panties to stick out the top and be visible whenever she bent over. Being rather busty, Becca was used to getting groped somewhere higher, but that day, guys’ hands had been drawn to her ass, and a few guys got a little carried away with the pinching and the slapping. I don’t know how Jenny deals with it all the time, Becca thought. When she got home, she entered her family room to find her brother sitting on the couch watching TV. She’d taken the late bus home, so he’d gotten back a little before she did. “Hey, Kyle.” She greeted him and sat on the other couch so she could face him.
“Hey, Becca.” Kyle was surprised by how casual Becca was, feeling a bit awkward himself after the incident this morning. Becca, however, didn’t seem affected by it at all. Kyle was glad, though. He could relax knowing she didn’t feel guilty, figuring he didn’t either, and there was always the possibility of doing something like it again. Becca asked him about his day, and he told her the usual. Keeping with the polite conversation, he asked his sister about her day.
“Heh, you would not believe the day I’ve had, little brother. See these pants I’m wearing? Yeah, big mistake. Jenny warned me that wearing ‘booty shorts,’ as she calls them, like these would cause all the guys to grope and spank my ass. Course she knows from experience, the little slut, so she was right, and wow! I may as well have written ‘spank me’ in big letters across the back of these, and it wouldn’t have even made a difference! Kyle, you’re a guy, what is it about shorts like these that make guys wanna touch so much?”
Kyle was checking out his big sister’s legs the whole time she was talking. The short shorts really made them look sexy, and she was currently laying back on the couch stretching her legs out. “Uh, well, I don’t know exactly. I mean, no offense, but at my school at least, all the slutty girls wear really short shorts, and they love being touched. So, like, I guess guys just kinda assume that’s what girls wear when they wanna be touched?”
Becca smiled at her little brother’s bold honesty. She also liked the way he accidentally implied she was slutty. “Yeah, I guess that makes sense,” she said. “Jenny’s been like that since back at your school.” She closed her eyes and yawned, pulling her arms up behind her head, causing her tits to push up against her shirt. Kyle couldn’t help but stare at his sister’s cleavage. Becca noticed, and continued. “This top got me some attention today, too. Course, when I show this much cleavage I always attract attention, but today, my friends started throwing stuff at me, trying to get it down my shirt!” Becca briefly explained how it turned into a contest that ended up with her tit-fucking the winner in the boys’ bathroom. When she finished, she said, “And I tell ya, I really wasn’t expecting to take two loads on my chest today!” Kyle laughed along with Becca, although he was a little more nervous than she was about referring to what they’d done that morning. Despite that, Kyle was still incredibly turned on from listening to Becca recount her slutty encounter, and Becca noticed the bulge growing in his pants.
“Oh, jeez little bro. Sorry about that,” she said, pointing at his crotch. “You need some help again? Here, I’ll take care of that for you.” Becca stood up, walked over to her brother, and got down on her knees in front of him. She undid his pants and pulled them down, then immediately started stroking is hard cock.
Kyle just laid back and enjoyed it for a bit, then he had an idea. “Uh, Becca, could I maybe have a blowjob this time, please?”
Becca found it funny the way he was so politely asking his sister for something like that. I’ll bet he and Kevin told each other about their mornings, Becca thought. Kyle must have been jealous that Kevin got a blowjob from his sister, and all he got was a handjob. She decided she had to make it up to him. She smiled at her brother. “Sure thing, little brother. I’ve always loved jerking guys off, but I won’t say no to sucking cock.” Without another word, Becca wrapped her lips around her brother’s shaft and started to suck him off. Kyle’s cock was about the same size as Kevin’s, but Becca enjoyed sucking Kyle’s dick way more than she enjoyed sucking Kevin’s the night before. She was sucking her own brother’s dick. She knew this was probably the sluttiest thing she’d ever done up to that point, and that thought made her extremely horny. She wondered if Jenny had felt the same way that morning.
As his sister knelt before him sucking his cock, Kyle was having similar thoughts. Last night, he had gotten a blowjob from the more experienced Jenny. But even though Becca didn’t suck cock as well as Jenny did, he was more turned on now than he’d ever been before. He put his hands on the back of her head as she bobbed up and down on his dick. Becca was getting more and more into it, sucking her brother’s cock faster and faster the hornier she got.
Eventually, Becca got so turned on she couldn’t take it anymore. She’d jerked off her brother over her tits, she’d tit-fucked a guy in the boys’ bathroom, she’d been stared at, groped, and spanked all day, and now she was sucking her brother’s cock. It had been building all day, and now she was too horny to stand it. A blowjob wouldn’t cut it. She pulled her mouth off her brother’s cock, and said, “Kyle, I need to fuck you. Right now. I’ve been horny all day and now I need a cock in me.” Kyle was speechless. This day just keeps getting better and better, he thought. “C’mon, let’s go to me room.” Becca said, pulling Kyle’s pants up a little, taking his hand, and pulling him upstairs.
Once in her room, Becca shut the door and pushed her little brother down on the bed. She pulled his pants back down and his cock shot straight up. As fast as she could, she pulled off all her clothes until she was completely nude. Normally, she gives the guys she fucks a little striptease at this point, but she needed to get fucked as soon as possible. As she got on the bed and straddled her brother, Kyle said, “Becca, I’ve never done this before.”
“Don’t worry, little brother,” Becca said. “Just let your big sister take care of you.” She leaned back, slid his cock into her pussy, and quickly impaled herself on his dick. She rode her brother’s cock for all she was worth, bouncing up and down as fast as she could, trying desperately to get herself off and give her little brother a great first time. Kyle was mesmerized. He lay back, unable to believe how lucky he was. He watched his sister’s huge tits bounce up and down in front of him as he bathed in the pleasure of finally sticking his cock in an incredibly hot girl, his sister. It was one of his biggest fantasies come true.
Kyle started to get involved, as he began thrusting his dick up into Becca’s pussy over and over. When Becca felt this, she kept riding him and started moaning. “Ohhhhhh, yes! Mmmmm, fuck me, Kyle! That’s it! Oh God! Yes! Yes!” Both of them started to go harder and harder until Becca couldn’t take it any more. She screamed out loud as she reached a mind-shattering climax. She collapsed onto her brother’s body, they rolled over so she was laying on her bed. “Hurry, Kyle. Finish on me.” She urged her brother. Kyle got up and stood over Becca, jerking his hard cock. With a few finishing tugs, he started cumming, covering Becca’s face and massive tits with his load. When he was done, he fell over and lay down next to his sister.
Becca slowly, dreamily lifted her hand to her cum-covered tits and scooped up some of her brother’s cum with her fingers. She lifted it to her mouth and sucked the cum off her fingers, lingering for a moment to enjoy the taste. “Mmm…” she moaned, her eyes closed. “Three loads on my tits in one day. Must be a record.” Becca thought for a moment. “Well, three nonconsecutive loads.” She said, remembering some of the more interesting parties she’d been too.
“That wasn’t bad at all for your first time, little brother.” Becca told Kyle, still laying nude next to him. “We’ll just have to make sure you get plenty of practice.”
***
“We’re almost to your house, babe. You better hurry up.” Jenny didn’t say anything, but she started sucking faster. She was currently riding shotgun in a car being driven by some lacrosse player. He had agreed to give her a ride home from cheerleading practice in exchange for road head. So jenny, still in her cheerleader uniform, was sideways and bent over sucking the guy’s dick while he drove. She had been going pretty slowly before, because she wanted to be sucking his cock the whole ride. Sometimes when she gave road head, she would finish earlier and let the guy cum on her face so she could enjoy watching people react to seeing her cum covered face as they drove by. But today she was still horny from some of her antics during and after practice, and wanted a dick in her mouth for as long as possible.
As the car pulled into her driveway, Jenny was fucking her face on the driver’s dick like her mouth was a pussy. The driver put his car in park and leaned back just as he came into Jenny’s mouth. She was still sucking enthusiastically, swallowing his hot cum as she sucked. Only a few drops manage to escape her mouth and dribble over her lips, which she tried to lick up quickly as best she could. “Damn, babe. You really live up to your name.”
Jenny smiled. She loved having her oral skills complemented, and she loved her nickname. “Thanks! Ask the head girl for me next practice if you want another. Anyway, thanks for the cum. And the ride.” Jenny said as she got out of the car. Jenny looked down at her uniform as she entered her house. It had some dried cum on it from practice in a few places. She smiled, thinking her brother would get a kick out of seeing her dressed like this.
Her brother got home before her today because she had practice, so she went right upstairs to his room. She stood in his doorway, and found him sitting at his desk in front of the computer. “Hey, little bro.” She said. Kevin hadn’t been looking at porn just then, but he still flinched and spun around. Seeing his sister in her cheerleader outfit always made him horny, and seeing it with what appeared to be cum stains on it turned him on even more. “What’s the matter, little bro?” She asked in mock innocence, “do I have something on my face?”
What Jenny didn’t realize was she actually did have something on her face. A visible blob of white cum was still clinging to the right side of her chin. “Uh, well…” Kevin said, indicating what he saw by wiping his chin.
Jenny took a finger and scooped up the cum, genuinely surprised but very happy, then stuck her finger in her mouth and sucked it up. “There,” Jenny said, “all clean. Guess I didn’t swallow it all after all!” Jenny laughed. Kevin laughed nervously along with her. Then, Jenny spotted her pink panties from that morning crumpled up on the floor by Kevin’s desk. Guess he’d been jerking off with them earlier, Jenny thought. She smiled and walked towards her brother’s desk. “Well well, what have we here?” She said, picking up her used panties. Kevin freaked out for a split second, then remembered his sister had given him permission to jerk off with her panties this morning. Jenny laughed at the look on his face. “It’s alright, little bro. I think it’s kinda hot that you do this, jerking off into your big sister’s panties. Any time you need to get off, you can just take a pair from my room or the laundry, hell, just say the word and I’ll slip off the ones I’m wearing and give ’em to you!”
Kevin had jerked off not too long ago, but his sexy sister was making him hard again already. “God, you’re so damn hot, Jenny.” Kevin said. He was incredibly thankful that his sister was such a fucking slut.
“Aww, thanks, bro. You’re so sweet.” Jenny smiled knowingly as she eyed the growing bulge in his pants. “And you know,” she said, throwing her cum-covered panties onto Kevin’s bed and stepping closer to him, “jerking off with your big sister’s panties is fine when I’m not around, but if I am, I’m always happy to do it for you.”
“Really?” Kevin was getting excited.
“Of course! What kind of sister would I be if I let my little brother go without a nice handjob every now and then?” Jenny was now leaning forward, stroking her brother’s hard cock through his pants. “Ooh, feels like you need to be taken care of right now! Y’know, I just gave a guy a blowjob on the way over here, and I’m always up for another. You want me to suck your cock again?”
“Oh God yes!” Kevin said. Remembering just how good his sister’s mouth felt around his cock this morning, Kevin was aching for another blowjob.
Jenny smiled smugly. “I thought you might.” Jenny got down on her knees in front of her brother, still sitting in his chair. She unzipped his pants and pulled them down along with his underwear and took his dick into her hand. Like before, it was already hard, but Jenny stroked it anyway, loving the feel of a hard cock. Jenny leaned forward and spit on Kevin’s dick, then twisted her hand up and down his shaft to get it all wet with her saliva. “Y’know, Kev, I never brushed my teeth this morning. I’ve been tasting your cum all day, little bro.” Kevin was leaning back in his chair, enjoying his sister’s skilled hand as she worked his shaft with it. “In fact, I’ve been thinking about this cock of yours all day. It had me real horny.” Jenny leaned forward, stuck her tongue out, and swirled it around the head of Kevin’s cock. Jenny began alternating between talking to Kevin and sucking his cock, taking his dick deeper into her mouth each time she went back down on him. “I got so horny today,” Jenny continued, “that I couldn’t even wait until practice to get fucked.” She slurped around his cock again, already almost taking it all the way in and making the wettest sucking sounds she could. “I had to pull some random guy into an empty classroom in the middle of the day.” Kevin moaned. Listening to his sister talk about the slutty things she does really turned him on. Jenny deepthroated her brother’s cock and held it there for a moment. Then she pulled up and said, “Speaking of fucking, you wanna fuck me, little bro?”
Kevin opened his eyes wide in surprise. He had expected the blowjob to be the best he would get for awhile. After recovering from his initial shock, he hurriedly agreed. Jenny stood up and walked over to Kevin’s bed, casually slipping off her pink panties and letting them fall to the floor on the way. She got on her hands and knees on the bed, sticking her ass out invitingly. “Come on, little bro. Give it to me.” Kevin got behind Jenny, excited to lose his virginity, and stuck his dick in his sister’s pussy. “Ahhh, that’s the way. Now, when you finish, pull out and cum on my back. Don’t worry about ruining my uniform, guys cum on it all the time.” Jenny said, looking back at her little brother and smiling. Kevin started fucking her, slowly at first as he was inexperienced. He started to pick up the pace after he got used to it and with some encouragement from a very horny Jenny. Eventually Jenny was moaning and screaming with pleasure. “Ohhh, yes! Yes! Fuck me, little brother! Fuck me! Fuck your slutty sister! Harder! Yes! Yes! Ohhh…” She had her eyes closed for awhile, and when she opened them she saw the panties Kevin jerked off with on the bed in front of her. She grabbed them and shoved them in her mouth, making her feel deliciously dirty and reducing her moans to muffled sounds. Just after she did that, she cried out as she had an amazing orgasm. While she was still in a daze of pleasure, she felt Kevin pull out of her. As he came, she could feel his warm cum hitting her uniform and soaking through to her back.
Jenny collapsed onto the bed, basking in the feeling of what she had done. She had fucked her own brother. She felt so dirty. She felt sluttier than she’d ever felt before. And she loved it. After she regained her senses a bit, she pulled her panties out of her mouth and rolled over. She saw her brother standing there at the end of the bed still, his cock covered in her juices. Smiling, she crawled to her brother. “Where are my manners?” she said. “Let me clean you up.” She took his softening cock into her mouth and sucked it clean. When she finished, she stood up and grabbed the panties that had been in her mouth. “Well, did you enjoy that?” Jenny asked, knowing full well what the answer was.
“Yes, yes I did.” Kevin said, pulling his pants back on and sitting back down in his chair. “Thanks, Jenny. That was amazing.”
“I thought so.”
“Can we do that again sometime?” Kevin asked hopefully.
“Well, duh! You didn’t expect me to let a good cock go to waste in my own home, did you?” Jenny smiled, knowing she was turning her brother on again already. Still panty-less, Jenny walked out of her brother’s room, swaying her barely-covered ass as she went.
***
The next morning, as Jenny was walking to the bus stop, she started running towards Becca as soon as she saw her. When she got to her, they embraced and Jenny practically tackled Becca to the ground. They immediately started an intense make-out session.
In the middle of it, Becca pushed Jenny’s head back and said, “I fucked my brother.”
“Good morning to you, too.” Jenny said before going back to sucking her best friend’s face.
After they were both satisfied with their greeting, they got up and started walking. “I’m guessing you fucked your brother too?” Becca said.
“Yep! It was great!” Jenny said.
“We gonna do it again today?” Becca asked.
“Absolutely! In fact, let’s make it a foursome! Maybe we can switch partners too!” Jenny declared.
“I like it. This is gonna be so much fun!”
“God, I’m getting horny just thinking about it! Let’s meet up at lunch, with a guy or two. No way am I gonna make it ’til the end of the day!”
“Agreed.”
The slutty best friends walked on, knowing they had opened up all kinds of new possibilities.

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Michael’s life seemed fine after Zoë got back. He didn’t quite know how to deal with his nightly visits from Dana, but he figured it would work itself out as everything else had. He and Zoë had been dating for a week when she finally invited him over to her house for dinner.
“My parents decided that they’ve given us enough space,” Zoë rolled her eyes as she told Michael. They were sitting on the steps of the school after the last bell, cuddled up as close as they could be. The teachers passed them with scowls at their position, Zoë sitting in Michael’s lap as they waited for their respective rides with his arms around her and her hands in his. “They want to meet you for dinner at our house. Tonight.” Michael started at that news.
“Tonight? Without any warning or anything at all?” Zoë nodded.
“They want to make sure that you have no aversions to their little… plans I guess.” She sighed and leaned back against him a little more. He could tell how exasperated she was about her parents. “They think that having a last minute dinner plan that they might catch you doing something you aren’t supposed to.” Mike laughed out loud at that. He had told Zoë about his business with Candy and had even conquered his aversion to talking about Rose. Zoë had blindsided him on those. He remembered being dragged into the bathroom and finding both Candy and Rose standing there, which looking a little embarrassed. Especially since they hadn’t known about each other. Still, Mike had to thank Zoë for that. It had cleared the air, and now she and Candy were friends. Rose still had nothing to say on the subject of Mike and he didn’t know why. She wouldn’t even look at him.
“You know all of my business. Still I guess I get it. Lana’s going to give me hell for it but I’ll definitely be there. When?” Zoë titled her head back and looked into his eyes. He smiled at the sparkle in them.
“Six thirty. And… try and wear something nice please? Just this once I swear. They have this thing about first impressions. I need this to be perfect.” She looked almost sad. “Oh and my cousin is staying with us for the school year, her parents got sent on an emergency archeology thing so she’s there. She’s like sixteen or something close to that…”
“How do you not know how old your own cousin is?”
“We didn’t used to even know each other. I told you we moved here a few years ago, before that I didn’t even know that she was my cousin. She just kind of showed up in my life… But she’s really cool. We’re good friends, even if we do have to share a room.” Michael chuckled. The hole in his wall had made he and Dana very good friends. Lack of barriers didn’t seem to do more than make people better acquainted.
“Wait… if you two share a room, where are we going to sleep?” Zoë spun on his lap and slapped him playfully on the chest.
“Ow! That hurt!”
“Here let me fix it then!” Mike’s laughter was silenced as Zoë kissed him.
Ok, he’d been summoned not invited.
By the time five o clock rolled around, Mike was ready to scream. Lana had made his life hell since their little yelling session over the wall: She had made food he was allergic to one night and hadn’t told anyone, she had accidentally spilled a glass of wine on him not five minutes later, and the next morning his alarm hadn’t gone off. He had five minutes to get ready, and he knew that Lana had turned off the alarm. Numerous arguments had made the Mike’s father and Dana avoid the two of them constantly. Then Mike came home that night.
When he arrived he felt his gut drop. Lana’s car was in the drive. She wasn’t supposed to be home this early. But there it was. He walked in the front door and caught a glimpse through the kitchen window of something familiar out in the back yard. He stepped over to get a better look as he put his cell phone on the counter and stopped in his tracks. She had put all of his stuff, his entire bedroom, in the backyard. He sprinted up stairs and found his door was locked and covered in plastic. Just as he reached his door Lana came up the stairs.
“Oh, we found a termite and figured we’d rather be safe than sorry!”
“BITCH! You stupid, dumb slut! How the fuck did you find a termite in my room only? They live in the floor, you stupid…” Lana’s eyes narrowed at him.
“WHAT did you call me young man?”
“You FUCKING heard me, bitch!” Lana crossed the hall and slapped him across the face, a stinging open palm slap. One of her nails cut his cheek. She tried to slap him again and he caught her arm, gripping it for all he was worth. “You are doing this because I talked back to you, huh? All this? You’re just a little cunt. You aren’t even worth my time. I’ve got to put my bedroom back together.” He pushed her back away from him and tore the plastic from his door.
“Good luck, punk! I took some measures…” before she had finished her sentence he was in his room. He simply stood there. The hole had been repaired a few days ago, but now it was everything. His bed was in pieces, not broken but dissembled. His nightstands were the same. Everything he had was in boxes, everything that wasn’t out in the backyard. He heard the front door open and heard Dana’s voice.
“Mom? What are you doing home so… Why is Michael’s stuff out in the yard?” Footsteps on the stairs, then Dana and her mother embracing.
“Oh we found a termite in Michael’s room, so we decided…”
“Mom that doesn’t even make sense, termites would be in the base boards not the second story. You can’t just seal off Michael’s room for something like termites, it would have to be the whole house!” Michael stormed out of his room and faced the two women, Dana looking as confused with her mother as Michael was and Lana looking smug.
“This was what the man recommended…”
“Lying bitch.” Dana looked at Michael in shock. Lana did the same.
“You don’t get to call me…”
“Fuck yeah I do, when you pull shit like this! Don’t tell me that I can’t call you a liar! You’re too stupid to make up a good excuse to tear apart my room!” Michael stormed past her and down the stairs, grabbing his cell phone off of the counter. He punched the speed dial for his father and held the phone up to his ear. It rang twice before he got an answer.
“Mikey? Everything all right? You know not to call me unless it’s an emergency…”
“She took my room apart and threw it into the backyard! Everything, even my bed! She claims that there’s termites in my room and she was taking precautions!”
“Who, Lana? Oh god… why can’t you two get along? I’ll be home as early as I can. Don’t start anything else Mikey, alright?” Mike agreed and heard the click as his father hung up the phone. He looked at Lana, standing at the base of the stairs expectantly.
“Well?”
“He’ll be home early. And I’m going over to my girlfriend’s house for dinner, so I’ll let you two deal with this mess. If my room isn’t back together when I get back…”
“You can’t threaten me!”
“Oh yeah? You don’t even want to know where you’re taking this war. I swear to God you will wish you’d never done this.”
“What’ll you do?”
“I’ll give my dad the photos.” Instantly Lana paled. Mike smirked. Dana just looked confused.
“Mom… did you cheat on…”
“No! The little creep is lying!” Mike laughed.
“Want me to show her too? I’ve got you now. I don’t really want to rip anything apart, but I knew it would come in handy. I got some good ones too, faces and everything else. You should be a little more careful.” Lana looked sick. Michael didn’t blame her.
“Show me then!”
“Alright, come on.” Mike walked into the backyard and found the bags of clothes from his closet. He tore open a few until he found the one he wanted and pulled out a grey hoodie that was much too small. He looked over at Lana and Dana, watching him with fear and curiosity. “I’m surprised you didn’t find them. I didn’t hide them very well… Ah, here they are.” He unzipped the hoodie and dug around until he found the rip in the stitching. He reached up into the fabric and pulled out several photos, each more graphic then the next. He handed one of the more graphic ones to Dana and another, with her face and her suitor’s face together.
“That incriminating enough?” Lana tore the photo into pieces, frantic to destroy the evidence. Mike held up a second copy and smiled. Dana just looked appalled. “You really think I didn’t plan all this out at the time? I was young, but I’ve never been as stupid as you! There are two copies of everything. Dana, mind if I have that one back?” She handed him the photo and looked at her mother in disgust.
“You really did this? You really cheated on him, when he does everything you ask and gives you everything you want? Mom… Why? I thought this was done after what happened with Dad!”
Mike was startled by that news.
“She’s done this before?” Dana got angrier and angrier by the minute.
“Yeah. Before he moved to Europe for his job, they separated because he and I caught her…” Lana turned around and covered her eyes.
“This is better than I thought.” Mike looked at Lana’s shaking form and laughed brutally. Dana just looked at him.
“You aren’t going to show him anything tonight… right?”
“Nope. But she better be really fucking careful. I don’t like being treated like shit in my own house.” Dana looked at the ground at that comment. Mike cursed himself. “No, Dana, I didn’t mean it like that. You and I have never gotten along, but this… this is over the top.” Dana nodded and looked at Michael’s things, piled in the grass without care for their safety.
“You’re right. This is too much. You should just give your dad the photos… it’d be better for him and you.”
“I don’t plan on it.” Dana gave him a questioning look. He turned away from Lana and leaned in close.
“You see my Dad’s family is kind of… relaxed on things like this. One aunt and her kids are nudists and she and her husband have affairs all the time. They don’t think exclusivity is the best option for either, and while Dad believes in it he knows that some people don’t. He would be upset but he wouldn’t kick her out. Of course, these people also don’t visit. They live way out in the country so no one can bother them.” Dana thought about it for a moment.
“So then Aunt Michele… the one your dad is always getting letters and post cards from…”
“No, I’m talking about my Aunt Bethany. Aunt Michele, my namesake, is the nicest person in the world. She’s like my dad… Which makes sense considering they’re twins. You’ve met Michele and uncle Aaron and Aunt Marlow. You haven’t met Bethany. Trust me, you don’t want to.”
Dana seemed to accept this. Then Lana turned around.
“Dana! Get away from that little…”
“Mom, shut up!” Lana did just that. She looked betrayed but she let Dana keep talking. “You don’t get to cheat on every man you marry! You remember what happened the first time? I’m not just going to follow you because I’m your daughter. I’d rather live here until I can move over to Europe with Dad than follow you after this! I hate you!” Michael saw tears flowing down her face and decided it was time to step in. He grabbed her and hugged her, something rare. But she accepted it all the same as she sobbed into his chest.
“Hey, hey… shhhh, stop crying Dana. You know if that happened you could stay here. No one would stop you. Just… go up to your room all right? I’ll deal with her.” Dana nodded and walked past her mother, who stood alone in the world in front of Michael. He didn’t look smug. He didn’t look like anything. His face was now blank after watching the toughest girl he knew sob on the person she hated the most. This had gone far enough. He looked at Lana, who simply looked defeated and abandoned.
“Well… I expected her to side with you. But I guess it’s three against one. You’re alone. Let that sink in for a second.” Her eyes welled up as he spoke to her. “This is it. You be nice, put everything back or have someone else do it since that’s more you’re style. I don’t care. Just put it back. And next time you’ll be alone for good, your daughter ready to leave the country to get away from you and without a husband, again. And I can make sure that the whole world knows what you’ve done. Don’t screw with me anymore.” Michael finished his rant and walked past her and into the house.
“Dana?” Mike knocked on her door and heard her yell for him to enter. He walked in and found her looking at a picture of her father, her eyes red from crying, on the edge of her bed. She tried to smile and couldn’t mange it.
“Yeah Michael? Did she say anything else?” He shook his head and stepped into her room. She patted the bed next to her and he sat down.
“Nope. She didn’t say a word. But I wanted to make sure you were okay, and apologize. I wouldn’t have done it in front of you if I’d known about…” He looked at the picture in her hands. It showed a man in his late thirties, square chinned with a fair amount of stubble and a broad grin. His hair was a fair brown and his eyes were the same, but he seemed to create an aura of trust and comfort. The picture did the same. Dana smiled down at it and sniffed.
“Yeah… I guess I’m not really all right. The first time was tough. It was supposed to be a moment of weakness, she told us. But I never expected this. Michael,” She looked at him, even turned on the bed and faced him, the picture limp in her hands. “Don’t hold those photos from you’re dad on my behalf. I wouldn’t be sad if she just left and I got to go live with my father. I… I’d rather make up for what I’ve done to you than have you just be that nice suddenly.” Michael chuckled.
“You say the same things you say to me to your friends when you insult them. I just don’t appreciate getting me in trouble for no reason. That was a bit much.” She gave a sad little laugh and looked at the bed.
“Yeah… I guess that was mean. I just… I guess I got off on it a little bit, to be honest. You were always so… secure. Just lonely and solid, instead of fighting back and getting yourself some friends or running away. I thought you were spineless, and so I didn’t like you. But that night you stood up to my mom about the hole in the wall, and the way you were honest with me after, made me realize you weren’t. And I knew how you felt with me walking in on you after you saw me in the hallway… that wasn’t pleasant at all.” She smiled sheepishly at him and he returned it. “Of course seeing you in the shower wasn’t at all a negative thing for me. You’re really something bro.” Now the smile was devilish. Michael shrugged.
“You aren’t so bad yourself sis.” They shared a laugh and a hug before Michael left Dana’s room and went into his own. He began to put what was on the floor back together and found it relatively easy. Or it would have been easy, if the parts to each piece of furniture hadn’t been scattered around on the floor. He spent an hour and half, the only time he had and managed to get the bed and one nightstand put together. Then he sighed, stood up to cracking joints and a pain in his neck. He went out into the back yard, where Lana was nowhere to be seen, and grabbed a black collared t-shirt and a pair of khaki pants. Then he hit the shower.
He neglected to lock the bathroom door as he started the shower. He heard it open as he was taking off his pants and nearly fell over.
“Someone’s in here!”
“Shit, Michael I’m sorry I didn’t hear the shower!” Dana. He sighed and opened the door, despite his near nudity.
“It’s fine. I’m about to hop in if you need to use the toilet. It’s not like there’s anything left to see or wonder about for either of us.” She smiled in embarrassment.
“Actually I was about to take a shower myself, but I can wait. Unless,” She looked at him almost hopefully, “You wouldn’t mind if I joined you?”
Michael rubbed the back of his neck on instinct as the butterflies churned up his stomach. He had just said there was nothing to see between them and thrown all ideas of privacy out the window. He sighed and through all plans to get off in the shower out the window too.
“Why not. There’s nothing left to see anyway…” Dana chuckled nervously and pulled her shirt up over her head. Michael slid his underwear down and his now hardening cock popped out into the open as Dana tossed her t-shirt into the hamper. She gave him that little devil may care look and pooped the button on her pants. Michael had to admire her. He had never done so in such close quarters, or really at all before she had started using him to get herself off. Even then he had avoided her eyes s that they could continue that. But now, in the same bathroom undressing, there was only her. And, as with every woman Mike looked at, thoughts of Zoë. Dana had her mother’s black hair that fell to her shoulders and a little more down her back. Her eyes were blue, like Zoë’s right eye, but not as silvery. They were more like water, clear blue water. Her face was feminine, a slight chin and a small dainty nose. Her make up was a bit smeared and her eyes were still a bit puffy but it was nothing extreme. Her body was proportioned well if a bit oddly, a long torso and a long set of legs that put her around five foot six Michael guessed. It looked somewhat awkward but very sexy all the same, which seemed a bit off. But then Michael wasn’t about to complain. She was lightly, barely Michael realized, tanned; it did her body justice and took some of the strange look out of it. Her bust was smaller than Zoë’s, which he was somewhat grateful for. He hadn’t seen a set between the C cup and A cup that were Candy and Rose. He felt her jeans hit him in the face and sputtered as Dana laughed.
“God, quit staring you have a girlfriend!” He tossed the jeans into the hamper and laughed. Zoë had twice now asked what he thought of other women. And she had genuinely, he hoped, wanted his opinion. He had given it honestly and she had smiled when he was embarrassed by it.
“She doesn’t mind if I look. It’s the touching that bothers her.” Dana made a funny face back at him and unclasped her bra. As it fell Michael tried to keep his eyes hers. He turned and checked the water, feeling the perfect temperature.
“It’s ready when you are.” He valiantly kept his eyes off of her tits as she slid her panties down her thighs. She looked up at him and said something but Mike was already jumping into the shower. When the water hit him he sighed and relaxed, letting the tensions from his war with Lana fall off with the water. Then the curtain was pulled back behind him and Dana stepped into the shower. Mike again kept himself from looking at her. I’m faithful, I’m faithful, I’m…
“Michael you’re taking up all of the water.” His eyes opened and he stepped to one side. It was a fairly big shower; hell it was a fairly big bathroom. Big enough that there was a separate bath and shower. Still it was only one shower stall, and he was close to the cold stone of the wall.
“We didn’t really think this through… There isn’t enough of a flow for both of us to shower.” Mike looked down at Dana now and his cock got even harder. He couldn’t be bashful about it, she was attractive and in the shower with him. He saw Zoë in her, the Zoë that had showered with him a few times. She just turned and looked at him so innocently that he knew sarcasm was coming.
“Well than we’ll just have to snuggle up, won’t we big brother?” He shook his head ruefully. He walked right into that one. She was engineering this perfectly to her own advantage. He decided it was about time to take control of the situation. He slipped in behind her and grabbed the shampoo.
“Well, if we’re going to cuddle than why don’t we wash each other? We’ve done it with other people anyway.” Dana stuttered a bit at that, her smile gone and fear in her eyes. “ What, you’ve never showered with another person?”
“I…Well no I never got the…” Michael spun her gently around and looked at her.
“Are you a virgin?” She nodded and bit her lip. Mike sighed. “God, if I didn’t have girlfriend I might help you with that. But I’ve got to be at dinner with Zoë’s parents in forty-five minutes. We’ll just have to settle, I guess.” Dana looked at him questioningly. He chuckled.
“We’ll wash each other, and if you’d like I’ll help you get off. But no sex and nothing too extreme, alright?” She nodded and looked at him. He could see disbelief and desire in her eyes. He kissed her once, gently and pulled away before it could get any worse. “That’s all, okay? One kiss. I shouldn’t have even done that.”
“I know. Michael, I…”
“Shhhh. Not right now. Let’s just enjoy this. We’re brother and sister anyway.” Michael smiled and she smiled back, if a little sadly. Then she consented and let Michael wash her.
Mike tried hard not to be slow about it. He really did. He washed her in maybe five minutes and by the end, she was moaning under his touch. His rock hard cock had bumped into her once or twice and she had just smiled at him for it. He knew he had taken this too far but then what was he supposed to do? Be cold and just leave her there when he knew she felt SOMETHING for him. He had paused and massaged her breasts and had carefully avoided her hips for the time being. Then he pushed her under the stream and decided that he really had to end this quickly. He dropped to his knees and prayed that she was horny enough to get off in the first few minutes. He hadn’t had a chance to do this to Zoë but then she got off easily during sex. He had fingered her once and she genuinely enjoying blowing him. He stopped making excuses and grabbed Dana’s hips, noting that her breathing grew labored and her eyes were no longer human; they were the eyes of a sinner. He grinned and placed his mouth on her lips, probing here and there with his tongue and listening to Dana’s moans and squeals. He noted the parts that made her cry out and jump. When he touched her clitoris her voice reached a pitch neither could hear and her nails dug into his scalp. Then he pushed his tongue in between her lips and she came violently, shaking and crying his name. Michael drank in the fluids that flowed from her honeypot and felt his cock throb as his tongue was squeezed much like his prick was during sex. He enjoyed the feeling immensely, especially the taste. It was sweet and yet musty. Mike stood up when she was done and held her up while she finished her orgasm.
“Shit… that’s all I get? That tiny little cum?” Michael looked at her in shock. She had cum for a minute at least and he hadn’t been able to drink in al her juices. That was what he thought was a normal cum.
“You cum more than that?”
“Yeah… I’m kind of… I’m a squirter.” Michael just looked at her obliviously. She didn’t realize he didn’t know what that meant for a minute.
“Wait… you don’t know what a squirter is?” he shook his head and she covered her mouth as she giggled. “Michael… don’t you watch porn?”
“Honestly no, but I find more and more that everyone around me does.”
“Well yeah… I don’t do it often but it’s fun. Tell you what. When you get back, I’ll show you.”
“Dana, we can’t. I have…”
“A girlfriend. I’m not asking you to fuck me, Mike. I’ not even asking you to do anything at all. I just want to show you. Because, you see, most girls can squirt, if you do it right. Or at least I’m pretty sure. So if you know what to do, then this girlfriend of yours,” Mike grimaced at using the word ‘girlfriend’ for Zoë. He didn’t want to Dana know her name. “Will be very happy with you.”
She draped her arms around his neck as she finished. She looked very much like, Mike thought, any wife in a movie, doing that to her husband. She was doing what actors did to each other; pretending to be in love to mask the reality.
“I still have to get clean, so would you mind if I cut short our little bit of fun?”
“But I haven’t thanked you yet! You said one orgasm.” Mike tried to say something then realized that she would get him either way: that night or right then. He sighed as she wrapped her hand around his cock and stroked him, the water giving her lubrication that made her hand slip over his cock and rub somewhat awkwardly. Then she basically engulfed the whole thing, driving herself down on his cock until she gagged only to pull back up and start doing the same thing over and over. Michael nearly melted. The sensations from having one moment of hot to one moment of ridiculous pleasure were excruciating. He leaned back against the wall of the shower for support as Dana continued her gagging. Finally Michael just wanted it to end, to spray his cum all over her and get it over with. He grabbed the back of her head and pushed her down further than she could go. He let her back up for air and when she took him again he did the same thing. She pulled off and gasped up at him. She was getting off on this. After a few times she could take the whole thing without gagging, though Mike still pushed her and forced it. Finally he felt himself cumming and pulled her off of him. By the time she had taken him out of her mouth he was cumming. She gasped as he sprayed all over her face and chest. The water was spraying down her back but it didn’t do anything to help the sperm sitting on her face. And as he came she did too, another small orgasm but Michael could tell she was cumming. Finally he sighed and his cock flopped down limp.
“Well shit, now I have to wash again!”
“Sorry Dana, but I’ve got to rush out of here now…”
Rush out he did. Mike was out of the house fifteen minutes after their shower, dressed nicely with teeth brushed and deodorant on. He grabbed his skate board threw it on the ground and jumped on, riding off toward Zoë’s house, six blocks away. He rode easily, quickly, and managed not to break a sweat. He hid the board to the side of the porch and knocked, trying to get his breath back quickly. He had barely gotten it back when the door flew open. Had he been facing the door it might have been okay. But he had spun around, hands on the back of his head, in an effort to let his blood settle slowly. Now the door flew open and someone cleared his, or her, throat, scaring the shit out of Michael even as he spun around.
“So, you’re Michael Jay?”
“Ummmm…” Michael wasn’t sure what to say. The man in front of him was easily six foot four or taller. He had dark eyes that much resembled coal blocks and his hair was pitch dark. His face was as normal as any other; accept for one scar running across the bridge of his nose. He was a large man. That Mike noticed first. The shirt he wore was stretched to the breaking point with the amount of muscle on him. Then as mike looked again it was a small shirt. It might have been a medium or even a small. He wasn’t huge, just buff for his size. His shoulders weren’t as broad as they could’ve been but it all worked together in a lithe, frightening form. Even my hair isn’t that black… and those eyes…
“Yes?” The man stepped aside and Michael stepped in. He was floored instantly. Zoë and two other women were standing in the kitchen, all facing him. The first, the tallest, was Zoë’s mother. Her light brown hair was styled and her eyes sparkled and her smile was bright. Her dress was modest and her figure was an older form of Zoë down to the curves and the way they held themselves. The next girl had to have been Zoë’s cousin. She was wearing a nice button down blouse that had red flowers on a pale white that was tantalizingly see through, leaving her dark blue bra semi visible. She had on a pair of jeans that were pretty new from the way she wore them, stretching the fabric in places that would have been stretched otherwise. This girl wasn’t as attractive as Zoë or her mother. She had red hair and a pale complexion with green eyes. Her skin wasn’t white but it was close to it. Her breasts were not as small as Dana’s but not as big as Zoë’s, and her body was pretty thin anywhere that wasn’t filled with her womanhood. He looked at her arms and realized that she worked out, which meant she wasn’t thin just very tight. She looked like a shorter, redhead Candy with Rose’s breasts. Then there was the girl of the night.
Zoë had dressed in a dark blue dress that fell to her knees, holding tightly around her bust and her hips. Just above her cleavage the blue turned into red sequins. The dress had one strap, broad over her left shoulder and sparkling in the light from the setting sun. Her face was framed by her hair, done up with curls and waves that were merely accentuated; they had always been there. Here eyes, those beautiful eyes that he loved, were shadowed perfectly. As she blinked Mike noticed the subtle addition: her eyelids were colored as well. Her right, the blue, was done with iridescent green similar to her left while the same was done with the blue from the right. Her earrings were small purple studs that Michael would swear glowed. Her smile made the whole room light up, her lips shining with lip-gloss that didn’t over color or contrast her pearly white teeth. Her nails were done with black nail polish with stars of white. Michael tried to take a breath and found his chest was tight. For a second he thought fear had tied him up. Then he remembered the ways he had felt about her: the pain of asking Candy to leave and the joy of knowing Zoë was back, the feeling when they had sex, the skip in his heartbeat that first time they had laughed together, and the first time he had really looked at her with that cup in her hands and the smile on her face the vibration that had rang through his whole body. He finally got a breath and realized what it was that was tying him up. He loved this girl.

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Take it Easy – Chapter Five: Heterochromia Iridum

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Rachels little secret 02

Rachel knew she had been a naughty girl and absolutely loved it. Last night she had ridden Mark cock, giving him two orgasms and herself several. And the best part, the most delightfully delicious part, was that he had slept through the whole thing. Woken up this morning none the wiser, and hung out with her as always. Treated her no different from how he always did.
Rachel on the other hand had predicted correctly when she had cuddled up to him the previous night. She was totally climbing the walls today! She just had to have a second round, and he had to be asleep for it! She just couldn’t wait. Most of her day was spent in a state of intense sexual arousal. Many times she had been tempted to find some place private and finger herself to orgasm, but each time she decided to save it for Mark.
Today he seemed totally different to her too like when watching him eat, which was something that would usually gross her out, had a very different effect on her. At Taco Bell, she was totally mesmerized while watching him eat a taco. The way he leisurely devoured it, occasionally licking loose drops of cheese, and nibbling away at his favorite bits. She’d never realized what a long tongue he had. Or how well suited his entire mouth would be to giving pleasure.
Sitting right there across the table from him, she started fantasizing that he’d finished his taco, and dropped under the table for a little desert. Her panties were down, his head was under her cheerleader skirt and once again he was leisurely devouring his meal. Licking at the loose drops, and gently nibbling away on her tastiest bits. God those big ears would make fantastic hand holds as she ground her pussy into his face, and demanded more and more! Rachel was almost ready to cum just thinking about it, before she was cut off by Mark.
“Rachel?”
She blinked out of her trance. “Hm?”
“Why are you looking at me like that?”
Snapping out of it and regaining her composure, she blushed. “Oh. Sorry Mark, guess I was day dreaming.”
Good old gullible Mark accepted that, and didn’t inquire any further about her strange look. They had to head to go to Comic-Con now anyway. Sadly Rachel found that she didn’t stay composed for long, and again her hormones started to take control of her. Their best friend Drake had whipped up a villain’s outfit for each of them, and Rachel went dressed like Cat Woman.
As she looked at herself in the mirror of the public bathroom she had changed in, she decided she looked really sexy. It hugged her figure so well it looked painted on, and the tail and the cat ears gave her a real sultry look. She wondered if Mark would find it sexy. And how long it would take him to make her purr…
“Mmmm…” she moaned out loud, as her mind started to wander. She was a bad kitty, a very, very bad kitty and she wanted Mark to stroke her until she purred! God she needed it! She was in a public bathroom, but if he locked herself into one of the stalls she could easily give herself a nice orgasm within a few minutes. Especially when she was turned on as she was.
But that would be such a waste! She knew cumming on Mark’s cock would be so much more satisfying that doing it herself, so again she decided to save it for him. Besides, he was waiting for her outside the Convention Center; she’d better not keep him waiting.
The time she spent at the convention didn’t help her state of mind much either. She was getting really grumpy by now, as well as horny, but things were about to get worse. There were a couple of things she never told anyone, not even Mark. And one of those things was that after a good fight, especially a fight with Amy who was probably the best fighter Rachel knew; she would get horny, very horny. One of the main reasons she kept a vibrator in her bedside drawer, was that after a mission where she fought Amy she always had some vigorous masturbating to do.
But the fact that she had been way hornier that usual going into today’s fight, things were much worse once Amy and Bob (Amy’s boyfriend) escaped. To be precise, she was so mad with lust, she was about ready to jump Mark then and there in the convention center. Tear off his clothing and hers, and ride his cock until she orgasmed over and over… In front of everyone at the convention.
Fortunately she managed to stifle that urge… Barely. Mark got knocked out by Bob who had been dressed as Darth Vader, and he seemed to have hurt his head. So she then took Mark home with her, where they hung out until it started to get dark.
“It’s getting dark. Maybe we should go to bed,” Rachel suggested, ready to burst after a day of waiting.
Mark frowned. “Rachel. It’s only 6pm!”
“Oh… okay.” ‘Damn!’
A few minutes later, Mark started complaining that his head still hurt from the fight and that he felt weird. Again Rachel jumped at a chance to get what she wanted.
“Really? Maybe you should have an early night.”
Again Mark frowned at her. “But Rachel it’s too early.”
“No buts Mark, if you hurt your head you should sleep it off,” she said, pretending to give a damn about his stupid sore head. “You’re going to bed right now, and that’s that!”
Pouting childishly he stood up and Rachel followed him up stairs to her loft bedroom. “Man! You’re worse than my Mom!”
Smiling widely, Rachel waited for him to change into his pajamas as she changed into hers. Why was he taking so long, he had been in the bathroom changing for thirty whole seconds! He was too slow! At second thirty two though, he finally came out in his pajamas and headed to the bed, rubbing his head again.
“Man I’m feeling way weird.”
“Just go to bed Mark, you’ll probably feel better in the morning,” she suggested. ‘I know I will,’ she added to herself, with a wicked smile.
He climbed under the covers on Rachel’s bed, and then laid down. “I mean something’s going on in my head. Thoughts are going through my mind that don’t usually. Like I want to do something bad, or naughty or something.”
Rachel smiled widely, at that moment not really giving a shit. ‘Oh I’ll be doing enough naughty for the both of us, don’t you worry,’ she thought. “Yeah whatever, Mark. Good night.”
She climbed into her side of the bed, and he looked at her. “You’re coming to bed early too?”
Why wouldn’t he just shut up and go to sleep already?! “Um… Yeah Mark, I’m really tired. Now go to sleep!”
He rolled back over so they had their backs to each other, and he grumbled under his breath. “Geez, someone’s cranky tonight.”
He had no idea. But when things finally started to quiet down, and Rachel was about ready to start jumping for joy. Finally, that wonderful cock was all hers again! She was going to be cumming all night long!! Better check to see if he’s asleep first though.
“Mark?”
“Yeah?”
‘DAMMIT!!! STUPID FUCKING INSOMNIAC BASTARD!!!’ Taking a moment to calm herself, she answered through clenched teeth. “Um… Nothing Mark. Just checking to see if you were asleep.”
He chuckled. “Maybe I will be, if you give me more than twenty seconds before asking again.”
Biting down her frustration, she forced a laugh. “Yeah. Okay.”
Had it really only been twenty seconds? Man, she needed it bad! If he didn’t go to sleep soon, she’d just jump him and fuck him silly while he was awake, whether he wanted to or not. The thing was she really REALLY wanted him again while he was sleeping. Call it what you want, a fetish, an obsession, but Rachel wanted it. Now!
This time she stared at her digital clock to make sure she waited longer. Once Mark got to bed it didn’t usually take him long to doze off. She decided to give him five minutes, before she checked to see if he was asleep again. But as she watched the clock she came to realize something.
One minute was a really long time, let alone five! Barely two minutes had passed before she started to get frustrated. Was her stupid clock broken or something?! It hadn’t even reached three minutes yet, but it felt like she’d been watching it for hours! Oh wait there was minute number three. But could she really wait two more that was a long time! She needed to cum right now! Maybe if she slipped her hand down the front of her pants and teased her clit a little that would take the edge off?
No, no! She had waited all day do give it to Mark, she could wait two more minutes. Besides while she was thinking, the five minutes were probably already up, so she took another glance at her clock. Nope, hadn’t even hit minute four yet! … OH FUCK THIS, THREE AND A HALF MINUTES WAS MORE THAN ENOUGH!!!
“Mark?” She paused and there was no answer. Smiling she called a little louder. “Mark?!” Still no answer, so she rolled over and he still had his back to her. She grabbed his shoulder and shook it, and he still didn’t respond.
Jumping up onto her knees, she excitedly bounced up and down on her bed. Finally! Time to whip out that monster of his and put it somewhere nice and warm. In seconds her clothes were gone, her tracks and tank practically vanished. Now completely naked she pulled back the duvet from Mark, and pulled him from his side and onto his back.
This time she pulled his shirt open to reveal a surprisingly well muscled torso. Seems that big cock wasn’t the only thing he’d been hiding under those baggy clothes of his. And rather than pull his pants around his waist, this time she pulled them all the way off and tossed them over her shoulder. He wasn’t going to be needing those again anytime soon.
There was no hesitation tonight when she knelt down next to him and grabbed his cock. No erection tonight, but that was easily remedied. So she did one of the many things that she had fantasized about today, by stroking his length a few times then eagerly taking it into her mouth.
“Mmmm!” He started to harden immediately, and the feeling of power she got from that delighted her. He tasted so good, and it wasn’t long before he was rock hard and leaking pre-cum into her mouth. That just added to the delicious flavor and she came to a decision right there. She wasn’t going to stop.
Initially she had planned to suck him until he was hard enough to enter her aching and yearning young pussy. But now she remembered just how much she had enjoyed making him cum last night. And she found herself getting tremendously turned on by the prospect of making him cum, and having her face nice and close to witness and taste his pleasure.
That thought had her slurping away with even more enthusiasm and both her hands got in on it too. One hand running up and down the length of his shaft, the other cupping and massaging his balls; as she slurped vigorously on his cock head. It was so tasty, but she knew it was going to be even tastier once she got the creamy treat she wanted.
Mark sure had some staying power though. Rachel was pretty certain most guys his age would have cum by now under this treatment, but Mark just groaned and held back. He was such a stud. But whether he held back or not, she was going to get that cum. As she slurped harder dirty thoughts went through her mind. That cum was hers by right, but selfish Mark wanted to keep it from her. No matter though, he wouldn’t be able to hold back forever and soon that cream would be in her mouth where it belonged, getting swallowed.
In time she felt all the tell tale signs she had learned last night. His breathing got louder and quicker, his body started to tense up, he grabbed handfuls of the sheets beneath him and his toes started the curl. Then the last most critical sign had her moaning anxiously and sucking harder than ever, when she felt his balls tightening in her hand.
The first shot of cock cream she’d ever had in her mouth hit the roof of her mouth and then pooled all over her tongue. Delicious! Many more spurts followed, and she kept massaging his balls and stroking his shaft to make sure it kept coming. And she moaned with pleasure as she gulped down everything he gave her. The truly shocking thing though was that she was cumming too, without even touching herself. And she was cumming hard. She’d never had an orgasm without at least touching herself before, and was shocked what a good one it was. She had been craving that first orgasm all day, and she knew there were many more to follow.
Mark had a lot of cum to give, but despite this Rachel knew it would never be enough. Proof of that was her disappointment when the spurts died down and her meal came to an end. She slurped his softening cock for a little longer for good measure, then sat up, swallowed a few more times than smacked her lips.
“Damn that was good,” she sighed. Smiling widely, she then crawled up the bed until her face was right next to his ear, then whispered, “your cum is sooo yummy, baby.” She giggled and pretended to listen to him as she grabbed his cock and stroked it until it started hardening again.
“What was that Mark? You want me to do that again? Well how about we slip this big cock of yours in my pussy for a while, and then when you’re ready to pop again I’ll finish you off with my mouth. Would you like that?” She pretended to listen again, and smiled evilly. “I knew you would.”
By now his penis had gotten a second wind thanks to Rachel’s diligent hand, and she didn’t waste a moment mounting him. She lowered her dripping wet pussy onto the hard tip of his cock, and then groaned as it slowly started to sink into her. Noting that there was absolutely no discomfort like there was last night; just pure pleasure.
She took her time sliding the full length in again, and just relished in the feeling of penetration as he gradually got deeper and deeper. It felt so good, she’d been wanting this all day, more than she’d ever wanted anything! Nothing could be better than this. As soon as she had every inch inside of her, she didn’t hesitate to start bouncing her hips so he started sliding in and out. And as horny as she was, it didn’t take long before she was approaching her second orgasm of the evening.
“Be a good boy and hold back that cum for me! Please! Rachel’s so horny tonight she needs to cum a lot on this big fat cock! Think you can do that for me, lover?”
Like last night her own naughty words got her even hotter, and moments later her inner muscles were tightening around his rod, and she was releasing her pleasure juices all over him. “Ohhh, yeah baby! More! I need more!”
She continued riding him, her hands running up and down his chest, and several times over the next half hour or so Rachel’s eyes rolled into the back of her head and her toes curled as she orgasmed. More than a few of them were intense multiple orgasms, that nearly had her passing out. But she wasn’t going to pass out; she was going to keep going until the whole day’s sexual tension was completely and utterly satisfied. And that was probably going to take all night.
Thankfully Mark, the big stud, was still holding off on cumming. And she was very excited by the knowledge that she was probably going to get to play with this nice hard cock for quite a while longer, before he came again. This was good because she’d only had eight orgasms so far, and only half of them were multiples. She wasn’t even close to being done yet.
She giggled at those thoughts. Most girls would give anything to have a guy that could give her eight orgasms in one sitting. And not only could Mark do that and more, he did it all in his sleep. Now how many girls could say that about their lovers?
Smiling she went on riding, twisting her hips every which way to heighten her own pleasure and his. She may have asked him to hold back, but what was the fun in making it too easy for him? She enjoyed a few more climaxes, but soon came to the most intense and prolonged orgasm of the evening. She groaned long and loud, biting her tongue to keep from screaming, and moving her hips in a blur to further prolong her own pleasure. Absently she gripped his shoulders and dug her nails in as she continued to cum.
“Rachel?”
She kept her eyes closed as she came down. Mark talked in his sleep a lot while she rode him, so she thought nothing of it. “Ohhh Mark, that was the best one yet!”
“Am I dreaming?”
Her eyes shot open and she looked down to his face. His eyes were half open, and he was sleepily looking up at her. Not quite fully awake yet, but almost. She had broken the skin with her nails when she had squeezed his shoulders just now. What was she going to do?! Thinking quickly she pressed her thumb gently into a pressure point in the side of his neck.
She had learned this trick from a Cosmo magazine, from one of the articles. If this point is pressed hard it will render a man unconscious, but more gentle pressure would cause a more sleepy and disoriented state. Looking down into Mark’s confused, sleepy eyes she smiled as a naughty idea crossed her mind. Keeping the pressure on his neck with her thumb, she resumed her riding.
“Yes, Mark. You’re dreaming,” she purred, huskily. “Do you like this dream?”
Disoriented and confused, Mark went with an instinctive answer and nodded. “Uh-huh.”
“Mmmm!” she moaned still riding and smiling down at her semi conscious lover. “Would you like to do something for me Mark? Something I’ve always wanted but never had? Please, I would enjoy it so much!”
Still on the edge of unconsciousness he answered without thinking. “Sure Rachel… Sure.”
Moaning in anticipation, Rachel lifted herself up off his swollen penis, and then shuffled forward on her knees. With a quick move of her hand, she moved it behind herself and put her thumb back to the point on his neck. Then she slowly lowered her dripping wet crotch onto his mouth.
“Lick my pussy, Mark. Please! Lick me out; I wanna feel your tongue sooo bad!”
Without any questions from him, he simply started licking as he was asked. And before long the most incredible pleasure rose up though her body, followed by the sounds of his slurping.
“Oh God, yes! I knew you’d be good Mark, keep licking! It’s just like a taco, never to be eaten in-Ahhh!!-in… haste! And if you keep it up it’s going to get very, very tasty! I promise! Mmmm!”
Rachel and Mark both groaned as he worked away at the offered meal. She had fantasized about this so many times, always knew a tongue would feel wonderful down there. But she never dreamed it would come close to being this good! She wasn’t going to let him stop, it was too good. Even if he wanted to stop, too bad! She’d eaten his cum, now it was his turn to eat hers!
“That’s it baby, sooo good! Now my clit, my… Ahhh, yesss! So close, I’m sooo close!! Nibble it, really gentle, nibble… Yeah! Yeah!! That’s it!! Cumming!! I’m… Cuuummiiinnnggg!!”
Rachel shuddered and her juices flowed into Mark’s mouth, which was followed soon after by more of his slurping. But she was just getting started; no way was he going to stop yet!
“You like that yummy pussy? Rachel loved that! And she wants more baby, more! Don’t stop!” And to her delight he didn’t stop. He continued to eat with gusto, and five more times that night there were sounds of Mark slurping as he made Rachel cum. She was in heaven. She was also going to be delighted the next time they did this, when she discovered that Mark was one of those people who ‘ate in their sleep’.
Climbing down from his face, she lowered herself onto his cock and returned it to its warm sheath. Then she looked into the still dazed eyes of her lover, smiling.
“That was sooo good Mark. Did you enjoy licking that for me?”
“Yes,” he replied groggily.
“Did it taste good? Would you like to do that for me every night?”
“Yes… God yes…”
“Good boy! Now its time to go back to sleep, baby.” Applying more pressure into the side of his neck, his eyes fluttered shut and he returned to his usual deep sleep. Then she started riding his cock again.
The total sex machine of a man managed to make Rachel cum three more times on his cock, before he started showing the warning signs of his own climax. She moved back until she was kneeling between his legs then took him into her mouth to finish him off. She noted that being coated in over an hour’s worth of her pussy juice made him even tastier than last time.
After receiving all that attention from her tight pussy, making him cum for the second time didn’t take too long. She stroked him with one hand while she sucked, and used her other hand to play with her pussy. And within moments she was cumming right along with him, and gulping down a second helping of her new favorite treat. This load seemed bigger than the last one, yet it still wasn’t enough, and she found herself disappointed when the flow started to stop.
She allowed his limp and completely drained dick to flop out of her mouth, knowing she wasn’t going to get much more use out of it for a while. Last night after she’d drained him for the second time, she’d tried to get it back up for a third round but it had stayed soft. Not that it mattered tonight though, she was thoroughly satisfied. It had been even better this time.
Wanting nothing more than to just curl up next to him and go to sleep, she took a few moments to pull her PJs back on, then slipped Mark’s pants onto him. She did however leave his pajama shirt open so she could cuddle up to him and rest her cheek on his bare chest. Then as she slowly drifted off to sleep, she came to a decision.
She was going to throw out her vibrator. She didn’t need it any more.
***
Again Mark awoke the next morning to the sun shining through Rachel’s bedroom window. And again he found his best friend snuggled up next to him, with her cheek rested on his chest. Only this time his shirt was wide open and his chest was bare.
“Um… Rachel?”
“Hmmm?” she asked, without opening her eyes.
“Should I start wearing a Teddy Bear outfit to bed, because this is the second time we’ve woken up like this.”
She smiled. “That sounds sexy.”
“Wait. What?!”
Finally she opened her eyes and looked up at him, still smiling. “Relax Mark. Kidding.”
He smiled back now. “A bit different from how you normally kid.”
She shrugged at that, and just closed her eyes again and lay back down. “I’m usually different this early in the morning.”
“Oh, okay.” He climbed out of bed and stretched. “I’m going to take a shower,Rachel. You catch some extra Zs if you need to.” Before leaving he grabbed Rachel’s Teddy from his perch on the bedside table and handed to her. “Here, to keep you company until I buy that outfit.”
She giggled at the joke, and cuddled the toy. “Thanks Mark.”
Mark walked into the bathroom and closed the door behind him with a frown. He had felt weird last night, but now things were just getting freaky. He’d had the most intense and realistic wet dream of his life last night! And he thought the night before was good. Rachel had climbed onto his face and practically begged him to pleasure her with his tongue.
And boy did he ever! It was so real, and so vivid. He could actually smell her, and taste her delicious juices… Still could actually… Damn, must’ve been a good dream to leave a nice taste in his mouth. The weird thing thought was that after a dream like that he would have expected to have cum in his sleep, or at the very least woken up with a huge boner. But neither had happened. Stranger still, he didn’t even have the desire to masturbate.
He decided to just forget about that and count his blessings. If he had messed up Rachel’s sheets having a dream about her like that, he would’ve been so humiliated when he woke up. And if she’d woken to find his boner making a tent in his duvet, forget that! He didn’t even want to think how she’d react to that sight!
So yeah. He’d just count his blessings. He’d had hot vivid sex dreams two nights in a row, and no embarrassing after effects to explain to Rachel. Except he was really sweaty and… kinda sticky now. Mostly around his groin and face, but he chalked that up to sweating because of the sexy dreams. He’d jump in the shower to clean himself off, brush his teeth, and everything would be as good as new.
As he climbed in though, his thoughts went to something unrelated and completely weird. The plans for a new Xbox 360 game formed in his mind. Yeah! Zombie killing time!
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The Return to “The Hillbilly Girl” 1

The Return to ‘The Hillbilly Girl’
Berry…
__Things always change in life, but not my thoughts about Darleen. The wife and I went splitsville, and she moved out. My immediate thought was ‘Darleen’. I drove to where I remembered where the dirt road was. There was the house. On the porch were two people. As I got closer…it was an old man and a girl sitting together in a porch swing. The girl held her hand over her eyes to shade the sun.
The old man reached for a rifle. The girl stood up and started slowly walking out to the road. She started to trot towards me. She turned her head back and I heard her say: “Don’t shoot daddy!”
It was Darleen.
Now she was running full bore at me. She was beautiful beyond words. Her old granny dress and long hair were flying in the wind behind her.
With tears in her eyes she leaped on me, knocking us both back into a big pile of leaves. Her arms wrapped tightly around my neck. She lay on top of me and said right in my ear: “ Oh Berry….you came back. I’m a keep’in ya this time. You ain’t never get’n away…never!” I was over whelmed as my hands felt the girl I really wanted, but also….very concerned about her …..then I felt the cold steel business end of a shot gun in my side.
Darleen grabbed the shot gun and said: “It’s ok daddy, this is Mr. Berry and he’s a friend a mine.” The old man didn’t move until she took both her hands and pushed the gun away. “He was lost one day, and I hep’d him git outta here. Now I love him daddy. Go back on the porch, it’s ‘ok’…..go on.”
The old man, ‘daddy’ gave me a look of death. He muttered: “Well, bring em’ up on the porch so’s I can get a good look at em.” He slowly backed away, walking backwards to the porch. His shot gun at the ready.
Darleen began to giggle and started putting leaves down my shirt. She continued to pile leaves all over me and copped a feel of my dick.
She had gotten more beautiful than ever. Her bra-less tits had grown bigger and fuller. She snuck a kiss in and out her tongue came. Out quick and back in. She stood up with the front of her dress up to her panties as she watched my eyes and grinned.
She jumped up and took off running for my car. I had my keys in my pocket this time. Here she came running back and down we went again. She sat squirming on my dick and said: “Where’s those dang keys, Berry?” I reached in my pocket and took them out. I carefully reached under her dress and placed them in the front of her panties. She grinned real big and said: “You love me too, don’t cha Berry. Say ’yes’ or you ain’t get’in up and I’ll let pa shoot ya.”
I said: “Yep”
She got up and pulled out my shirt tail to let the leaves out. She pushed her pussy in tight to my dick and squirmed on it back and forth a little. After she got most of the leaves out, she jumped up for me to carry her to the porch. With her legs wrapped around me and her head on my shoulder we walked to the porch. Her daddy glared at me. He leaned his shot gun against the house, and looked very sad. I set her down next to him. I grabbed another old chair.
He stared at the floor and spoke. “I guess there’s no use-a fight’n it. I can see you two are in heat. Her ma was younger that she is now, when I snatched her away ta marry me. Mr. Berry, I gotta leave right now, can you look after Darleen fer a few days? I know yer gonna take her away, ain’t cha?”
I assured ‘daddy’ that I was ‘not’ going to take her away, but….he might see me a lot around here. I got him to smile as Darleen hugged him.
He drove away in his old pick up. Darleen started dragging me in the house quickly and said: “Want some keys?…if’n ya do, you’ll have ta go git’em!”
She loved to be chased as she ran thru the house…. taking off her clothes
Berry…..
Darleen decided to put on a show for me. She’d never been to a strip club, seen a pole dancer or any of that, so she did whatever she felt like doing. I sat and waited for now, not chasing her. I soon see her naked leg sticking out of the doorway. She creeps out with my keys between her legs. She’s wrapped in an old towel. She takes baby steps over to stand in front of me. I reach for my keys, and she jumps back, and runs back in the bedroom.
Next I hear her clopping in high heels. She come out in some granny hi heels and a granny slip. She swings her ass and parades around clopping and feeling her own tits. She stops and slowly raises her slip up to her pussy. There are my keys sticking out of her pussy. I start clapping and smiling. She runs off again.
Next she comes out in coveralls. She begins to dance and starts peeling the coveralls off her shoulders, all sexy like. She turns around and unbuttons the poop flap in the back, shaking her cute bare ass all the while. I lunge for her as she shrieks and runs away. The chase is on. I hear: “If’n you can ketch me, you can have me.”, coming from the bathroom. I try the bathroom door as she try’s to hold it shut. I get in as she jumps in my arms and giggles. She starts taking off my clothes as I peel down her coveralls and take them off. I can feel both our hearts beating as we start feeling each other up.
Her tongue went in my mouth as far as she could push it. She said: “…oh god Barry feel me all over like you do. I gotta hold on to yer ‘dong’ so I won’t fall down, Ok?” I slipped a finger in her pussy as she squealed with delight. She held my dick and jacked it gently.
Her dad had install a make-shift shower head and she reached over and turned it on. We kept feeling us and got in the old style tub. She had some powered laundry soap (I thought) and put it on us. She was now naked, all slick and slippery, then……..
Bubbles. Tons of bubbles began to rise up to us as she giggled. She used a lot of bubble bath instead of soap. As the shower and then the room began to fill with bubbles, I felt two warm lips on my dick. I felt around and laid her in the tub, 69.
Bubbles and pussy was a taste I’ll never forget.
We somehow made it out of there and into the one bed. “Come and git yer ‘bubble pie’ Barry.” she said. She was spread eagle on the bed, with a few bubbles left on her and in her wet hair. I started kissing her legs and worked my way up. She squirmed and giggled….then she began to moaned as I got to kissing her pussy. “Do that like ya did before, Barry. I’ve had dreams about that.”
She turned and started kissing my hard dick as I licked her sweet pussy. She didn’t hold back the moans and her strong fingers dug into my ass. She remembered how to take all my dick down her throat, and did it. She wrapped her legs around my head and started fucking my face. “Fingers Barry, do that.” she moaned. I got two finger in her pussy as she humped my face. We both groaned as she was going to make me cum big. I felt her finger slipping down my butt crack as she played back there. She started poking a finger in my butt as I could hold back no more….
She knew I was cuming and fucked my face hard and fast. She squealed as she climaxed in my face. I unloaded my balls in her mouth as she squealed more. She made pleasure sounds like I had never heard before. I heard: “…oh jez…barry…oh damn…you must be god…oh lordy me!…” She shook and squirmed for a while and then licked me, and licked me some more.…..
To be continued……

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My Mom and my Sis are my Sex Slaves Part 1

David has captured and trained his Mother Kendra, and his Sister Kayleigh, into becoming his obedient sex slaves. Now he strategically moves towards the next phase of his plan to build the life he always fantasized about.

Falling In Love With Kyle-Chapter 3

Okay, here’s Chapter 3, finally! Sorry about the wait, I know its irritating. I did it as fast as I could. I hope you like it. Leave comments, send me PM’s, you know, all that stuff. 🙂
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“What’s your favorite color?” We were out on yet another date when he suddenly asked me this question at dinner. I looked at him, slightly surprised and raised an eyebrow, but answered, nonetheless.
“Pink, definitely.” Kyle laughed at my response. “What’s yours?”
“Pink, definitely.” It was my turn to laugh. I never expected he would be so goofy. Before I knew him, he just seemed quiet and smart and the opposite of Jason and Travis. Now that I’m getting to know him, I’ve realized he’s funny and playful, as well as smart, and quiet, but at the right times, not all the time. Other times, he can be loud and fun.
“Nah, it’s blue. Favorite food?”
“Goldfish. You?”
He laughed again. “Pineapple. But goldfish…really? Why goldfish?”
“What are you talking about? Goldfish are cheesy and delicious.”
He looked thoughtful for a minute, and then nodded. “I’ll give you that one. Favorite thing about me?”
I laughed. That was a good question. We were on one of our very many dates in the last three months. We hadn’t exactly made it official, but neither of us seemed to be interested in other people. And during these dates, I had noticed so many little things about him that I adored. His sense of humor; the way he could make you laugh at any time. The way he was such a gentleman, always opening doors and pulling out chairs for me. The way his soft lips felt against mine when he kissed me. The way he doesn’t pressure me, because I’m not ready to have sex with him.
“Am I allowed to say everything?”
“Nope.”
I chuckled. “Your smile… and laugh. And sense of humor. And the way you kiss me, and hold my hand. Your hugs… even your smell.”
He smiled. “So… everything?”
I laughed and nodded. “I told you. What about you? What’s your favorite thing about me?”
He smiled and took my hand from across the table. “Your ears.”
I rolled my eyes, but laughed. He stood up from the table, keeping my hand in his and I did the same. He led me out of the restaurant and back to his car. He opened the passenger door for me and I started to get into the car, but he stopped me, pulling my body close. I smiled up at him as he gazed into my eyes. I stood up on my tip toes and closed the distance between lips, my eyes fluttering closed as I felt his soft and firm lips pressing against mine.
I felt his lips form a smile against mine, and I couldn’t help smiling back. One of his hands was firmly on my lower back as his other inched its way up my spine, finally finding the back of my neck and settling there, holding my face to his as his lips moved against mine. My fingers were placed gently on either side of his face, pulling him closer to me, as I deepened the kiss.
Despite moments like these, when I wanted to rip all his clothes off of him, Kyle and I hadn’t had sex yet. I don’t know if it was us not really being together, together, or if I just wasn’t ready since Travis. And despite the fact that every time his lips came near mine, I was completely his for the taking, he hadn’t taken advantage of it. He knew I didn’t want to do anything, and respected it. Usually stopping himself and me before we got too hot and heavy.
He did this just now, pulling back and moving his hands back to mine. I pouted slightly and he chuckled. “Don’t pout; you’ll make me feel bad.”
I laughed and kissed his lips once more before getting into the car.
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About a half hour later, we were back at campus, on our way to my dorm, where Kyle always insisted on walking me to after our dates. My hand was in his big, warm one, leading me, because he knew the way so well.
We got to my door, where he always kissed me goodnight, sweetly and gently. He did it again tonight, the same as always, but tonight I didn’t want him to leave. I always hesitated, not sure whether to invite him in or not, afraid of what would happen if I did, and usually choosing the latter. Tonight I had no hesitation as I opened my door, letting him in.
He seemed surprised, but not in a bad way. He glanced around my room, chuckling as he took in the pink surroundings.
I sat nervously on the edge of my bed as he looked at the pictures hanging on my walls. He eventually turned to me, looking more nervous than I imagined I did, and sat next to me.
I turned to him, suddenly concerned that something was wrong, searching my mind for something, but coming up blank. He was fine a few minutes ago; what could have happened since he came in here that’s upset him?
“Emma, I… I need to ask you something.” I nodded, wanting him to continue. “I want you to know that I really like you. I haven’t looked at another girl the way I look at you in… a long time. You’re the most beautiful, wonderful girl that I have ever met, and I never want to jeopardize what we have.” He took both of my hands in his, but continued. “There is a very real chance that I am about to fall completely in love with you. And I need to know if you feel the same way. Because as much as I like you, I don’t think I can handle having you break my heart.” He looked down at our hands with these last words.
My heart raced as my mind tried to process his words. Did I feel the same way? I knew that I liked him, a lot. I didn’t want to lead him on. But I didn’t know if I was capable of being enough of what he wanted. I didn’t know if I could be good enough for him. When, or even if, we ever had sex, could I satisfy him? Would he be disappointed? I was definitely not a virgin, but the only guy I was ever with was Travis. We’d had sex, but it was never really anything special for me. It was like a chore, and I never really wanted it, let alone enjoyed it. Did I have enough experience to please him? I couldn’t stand the thought of falling short of his expectations. I tried to shake it from my mind and concentrate on whether or not I wanted to be with him.
“Kyle, I… I don’t…” I didn’t know how to continue. I bit my lip. “Are you sure that you want me? Are you sure you wouldn’t prefer one of the hundreds of girls fawning over you? I just don’t feel like I’m… good enough for you. I don’t want you to be disappointed with me.” I met his eyes again, and he looked confused.
“What are you talking about? I don’t think it’s possible that you could disappoint me. Nothing you say or do would ever. Why would you even think that?”
I shrugged, silently.
“Is it about sex? You know that I’m not pressuring you, and I want to wait until you’re ready. I know that your relationship with Travis was weird and he didn’t treat you half as well as you deserve and he didn’t satisfy you the way he should have.” I looked at him, curiously. “He used to talk about you to a lot of people. He said you never enjoyed him, like you should have. He always thought he was so great. But, I want to satisfy you. I want to give you what you deserve, if you’ll let me. I want to give you whatever you want. Please, just let me.” His thumb brushed under my chin, tilting my head up.
“Emma, please.” His eyes were pleading with me, begging me for approval.
I didn’t want anyone else; that was for sure. I thought of his lips against mine earlier tonight. I felt comfortable with him, and safe. I glanced at our intertwined fingers and felt the warmth that his hands brought to me. I remembered his hugs, his laugh, his smile. The sparkle in his eye when he looks at me. I loved seeing it there, and I loved causing it. He said he could fall in love with me. I think I could fall in love with him, too. I was already halfway there.
I took a deep breath and looked back up at him, and was met with is anxious and waiting gaze. “Yes,” It came out as a whisper.
His eyes brightened slightly. “Yes? Yes, what?”
I smiled. “To everything. Yes, I feel the same way. Yes, I want to fall totally and completely in love with you. Yes, I want to be with you. If that’s what you’re asking…”
A big smile grew on his face and he pulled me into him, kissing me again. I let out a relieved breath against his lips and he pulled back, still smiling. I forced myself to smile, to convince him I was okay, when I really wasn’t.
I still wasn’t convinced I was enough. I didn’t want to break his heart, but I didn’t want mine to be broken, either. I was sure that once I gave myself to him, he would realize I’m not this perfect girl he thinks I am.
It didn’t seem to work, though as his smile began to fade from his face.
“Emma, what’s wrong?” I shook my head, trying not to let him see the worry in my face.
“It’s nothing. Don’t worry. I just…I’m really tired.” He wasn’t convinced. He moved a strand of hair out of my eyes, searching my face for a sign of what was wrong.
“Are you sure? You seem really upset. Is it… is it this? Us? Do you not want it?” He seemed to be struggling to get the words out, not wanting to jinx it.
I shook my head quickly. “I do want it. It’s not that, I promise. It’s really nothing; I just need to get some sleep.” I stood up, and he did as well.
I wanted him to leave, I needed to think. I didn’t, however, want him to think it had anything to do with him, so I wrapped my arms around him tightly, and finally felt him do the same.
I pulled back after several minutes, and pulled him to the door, opening it and stepping out. I kissed his lips gently.
“Goodnight, Kyle. I’ll call you tomorrow, okay?”
He nodded, but didn’t look like he wanted to leave me, and started to turn around, walking away from me.
I felt a pang of guilt after I saw the sad look on his face as he backed away from me.
“Wait…Kyle?”
He turned back to me slowly. “Yeah?”
I smiled shyly. “So, uh…does that make me… your girlfriend?”
He smiled and took a few steps towards me, closing the distance between us. “Do you want that?”
I nodded. “I would like that very much.” He smiled and kissed me one more time.
“Goodnight, Emma.” I smiled and turned back to my room once he had left.
I thought about how I felt about Kyle and I as I undressed and got into bed. I knew I liked him a lot and I wanted to try to be with him. I just hoped I could handle being in a relationship again.
I started to imagine what it would be like to really be with Kyle. How his lips would feel against mine while he made love to me. How his hands would feel caressing my body. His naked body pressed against mine, as he thrusts in and out of me.
I started to feel a dampness forming in my panties at these thoughts. I couldn’t help letting my fingers slip under my shirt, sliding up my stomach and tracing around the curves of my C-cup breasts. I circled a fingertip around my nipple and a small moan escaped my lips. My other hand went in the other direction, down over my hips and slipping under the shorts I wore that hugged my heart-shaped ass tightly.
I slowly traced over the lips of my slightly wet pussy as my breathing picked up. I imagined what it would feel like if Kyle were the one making me feel this way. I rubbed my finger in circles at my slit, and then made my way up to my clit, flicking my finger over it. I moaned slightly louder as my finger found the circular pattern on my clit that had pushed me over the edge so many times before, when Travis had failed to please me. He only thought of himself, and his own needs. I had never cum with him. Kyle could make me cum, I thought as I felt my orgasm nearing. I rubbed a little faster and a little harder, getting closer every second, and moaning louder. He could take care of me in this way.
I pictured Kyle’s lips and tongue moving down over my stomach to my swollen pussy. His tongue would slowly move up my slit, inching closer to my clit, finding the path my finger had just taken.
I rubbed harder, still. I was so close.
Kyle’s tongue would circle and flick over and around my clit. His mouth would finally latch onto my throbbing clit and begin to suck hard.
I moved my other hand down into my pants, sliding my middle finger into the wet folds of my pussy. I let out a deep moan and kept rubbing my clit as I pumped my finger in and out quickly.Fuck. Oh, god.
I was getting closer every second as I pictured Kyle between my legs, licking and sucking on my pussy. His hands would move to rub my thighs, and his mouth would suck harder.Yes, Kyle, yes. Don’t stop. Oh, please don’t stop.
My legs began to shake and I bit my lip hard, still rubbing my clit and thrusting my finger deep into me. With a few last thrusts and rubs, I was in ecstasy.
I gasped as the orgasm took over my body, moaning louder than I should have been, not worrying about people next door hearing me.
My legs shook and my mind went blank. I kept rubbing as hard as I could, not caring that the muscles in my hand were tensing up.
I squealed as the last tremors of my orgasm slowed. I let out a slow, deep breath and felt my heart relax. I pulled both hands out of my shorts and settled back into bed.
After the intense orgasm I had just thinking about Kyle and I having sex, one thing was very clear.
I wanted to have sex with him, very soon.
The next morning I woke up feeling much better than I had the night before. Something about my little fantasy about Kyle had really warmed me up to the idea of having sex with him.
So much, in fact, that I was planning on asking him to come over for dinner that night.
I had laid in bed planning the evening for much of that Saturday morning, when finally, a knock on my door roused me out of bed.
I hesitated answering as I was wearing nothing but those tight shorts and a baggy t-shirt from the night before.
I did anyways, and instantly wished I hadn’t, because Kyle was standing in front of me.
He was carrying a large bouquet of pale pink and green roses, my favorite flowers, and a big smile on his face. He didn’t even seem fazed by my strange pajamas.
He stepped into my room, kissing me deeply. “Good morning, my beautiful girlfriend.” He smiled against my lips and put the flowers into my arms. “I like the sound of that.”
I went and rummaged through the kitchen for a vase, still in an early morning daze. That and the fact that I was really confused about Kyle’s showing up here so early. After finding one, I set them on my table.
Kyle snuck up behind me, wrapping his arms around my waist, and earning him a small gasp as he surprised me, and he chuckled.
“I was thinking we could do something tonight,” He whispered in my ear, causing goose bumps to spread over my body.
“I was thinking the same thing. What did you have in mind?” I could feel him shrug his shoulders.
“I’m not quite sure. You have any ideas?”
I smiled and nodded. “As a matter of fact, I do. How about you just meet me here at 7?”
He let go of my waist and turned my body to face him. His lips brushed lightly against mine, and I had to stop myself from changing the plans and just ravishing him right there. I looked up at him and saw the lust in his eyes.
He wants this as bad as I do.
You would think this would make me want to take him right there even more, but it did the opposite. I wanted the night to be perfect.
He kissed me again, firmly, passionately, and yet still so gently. I finally broke the kiss when a list of things I needed to do for the night entered my mind.
I looked back up at him and smiled. “So…7?” He nodded, and was on his way out the door once more. I followed him and leaned against the door as he turned around, a curious expression on his face.
“What do you have planned for tonight, Emma?”
I giggled, and shook my head. “It’s a surprise. All you need to do is show up tonight. Oh, and wear something nice.”
He laughed at the mischievous smile on my face, and kissed me one last time before heading out the door.
He paused as he began to go down the hall, and turned back to me. “You look really sexy in tight shorts and baggy shirts, by the way.” He smiled and was actually leaving this time.
“Don’t be late!” I called after him.

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Fiance’s Sister!

This story begins with me, of course. I’m 22 and currently engaged to a beautiful girl of the same age. We have been going out for almost 3 years now and i have been welcomed into her family with open arms. I even lived with them for some 8 months. My fiance has 2 younger sisters, one is 16, Kaitlyn, with large tits for her age and a decent ass as well. But this story doesn’t involve her, although sometimes i think about it. This involves her youngest sister, Cassie, who is 14 and is quickly growing into her amazing body. She does gymnastics, so she is super fit and flexible and she has nice sized tits coming through as well. Just about a handful now, just perfect in my eyes.
This story happens a few months after me and my fiance have moved out and into our own home. Things have been going pretty well, we’ve settled into our new home, have sex pretty much in every single room in the house, over and over again. We have dinner at my parents and then her parents at least once a week. In this time I have gotten closer with the sisters, more as a brotherly figure i thought. I recently quit my job and have been job hunting for sometime, so I have mainly been sitting around the house doing nothing. It is also school holidays, so her sisters have been home.
I have been noticing Cassie filling into her amazingly sexy body and have even found myself fantasizing about her while having sex with my fiance, they have similar body features. What i haven’t noticed, is that Cassie has been sneaking looks at me as well. One day, again i was at home alone, Fiance was at work all day, and Kaitlyn was at her holiday job. I was just planning to sit around, keeping out of the heat, but received a phone call from Cassie.
Me: Hello Cas, whats up?
Cassie: Hey Tim, are you busy today?
Me: No, why?
Cassie: Can you maybe come over, I don’t really want to be home alone right now.
Me: Ummm, i guess i can, is there anything wrong?
Cassie: Not really, i just don’t feel right being home alone right now.
Me: Yeah OK, I’ll be there within the hour then Cas.
Cassie: Awesome, see you then.
And she hang up. My mind was racing a little, i knew she would most probably jump in the pool, which meant o got to see her in a bikini, that would send Tim Jr. firing. I quickly had a shower and got my board shorts on and a shirt, i knew i would be jumping in the pool. I quickly raced over there, they only lived 10 minutes away. I entered the house and i could here her already splashing the pool. “Hello” I yell out, just not to startle her when i walked out to the pool. She was standing in the shallow end, with a little bikini on, that hardly covered her perky wet tits. “Well are you coming in then?” she asked cheerfully. I took my shirt off and bombied into the pool, away from her and into the deep end. “So whats wrong?” i asked her as i came back up to the surface.
“I just wanted some company, i was a little bored with myself and i knew you were at home so i called.” She answered.
“Well it’s good to be in the pool, nice and cool.” I commented as i swam back towards her. We started to play our usual game of throwing something, usually a heavy ball or something colourful that would sink, into the deep end of the pool. The person that collected the object would then have to swim back to the shallow end while the other person tried to wrestle it away from the person whom collected it. I would usually win because i was older and stronger, but every now and then i would let her win, not only to keep her interested in the game, but to give me a chance to “accidentally” brush my hands all over her body. We continued to play this for around 10 minutes or so before things started to heat up. One game when i collected the ball, she started to try and wrestle it away from and i could swear she rubbed her hand against my cock, her handed lingered there for a little bit longer then i would have expected, but for now i didn’t think much of it. The next game I let her get the ball and as she was swimming back i started to wrestle it from her. I made sure to brush my hands against her perky teen tits and she didn’t seem to mind so i continued. I would pretend to swipe at the ball in her hand and miss and continued my hand down her body, so as to feel the res of her body.
This happened a few more times, both ways. Until one game, the fateful game i would call it. I grabbed the ball and started to swim back to the shallow end. As i was swimming, she started to, not quite wrestle, but more slide her hands up and down my body until she once again handled my cock. This time she didn’t move her hand, she continued to caress it. I stopped and stood up. “What are you doing?” I asked. All she did was look at me with a cheeky, yet sexy grin and answered, “I’m grabbing the ball.”
She continued to caress it as it got harder and bigger, she pulled me closer to her and leaned up and kissed me square on the lips. At first i was taken aback and a little shocked, but something took over me, i started to kiss her back. it got deeper and more passionate. Soon i found my hands sliding up and down the back of her body, squeezing her tight fine ass. I took her to the steps of the pool in the shallow end and we started making out harder. My hands found her perky wet tits and i couldn’t help myself. Her bikini tied up at the front, so quickly grabbed the string and yanked it, releasing her perky teen tits. I moved my head back to look down, they were perfect. Great shape to them, just about a handful in size which is perfect in my eyes and her nipples were small and hard. I instantly tilted my head towards them and started to lick and suck on her nipples. This is when i first heard her moan. It was so hot. She quickly undid the string on my board shorts and yanked them down, revealing my rock hard cock. Her hand quickly wrapped around it and she started to stroke it. It felt so good.
“Put you’re big cock inside me now.” She moaned as her free hand started to slide her bikini bottoms off. I looked down, the water was hindering my view, so picked her up and placed her on the tiles surrounding the pool. Luckily the pool is covered by a massive sail, so the ground around the pool was cool. I quickly looked down to see her perfect tight virgin teen pussy, cleanly shaven. That somehow made me harder. She began to pull my cock towards her. I stopped her. “Not yet.” I said as i went down and got my face level with her wet cunt. “I want to taste this.” I commented as i quickly put my mouth to her lips. She tasted so good. It was wasn’t just pool water that was making her wet. You could taste her sweet pussy juices. I found her clit and started to flick my tongue at it and i slide a finger inside her. She was so tight, i could only fit one finger inside her. I just couldn’t wait to fuck her. I continued for another few minutes, getting her ready to cum, but couldn’t wait any longer. I got up and smiled at her. “Fuck me” she said. I didn’t need to be told twice. I placed my cock at her entrance and she held it as i slowly slide my cock inside her.
She was so tight it was unbelievable. I felt my cock reach her barrier. I looked at her and all she could say was “Fuck Me!” So i pushed a little harder and broke past it. She squealed a little and i stopped, i didn’t want to hurt her. “Fuck me!” she said again, so i slowly began to pump in and out of her. Each pump sent her moaning for more, so eventually i got faster and harder. She was moaning hard and loud, luckily the neighbor’s were not home, hopefully. I continued to fuck her tight cunt hard and i was getting to blow my load. “I’m cumming Cas.” Was all i could muster, i was moaning as well, it felt so good.
“In my mouth Tim, cum in my mouth.” She answered in between her orgasm. I pumped inside her a few more times before i was really ready to blow. I slide out of her tight teen pussy and stepped up and place my cock in her warm mouth. She started to suck on it as i stroked the base of my cock and soon enough i blew my load right down her throat. I went to pull out, but grabbed my cock with her hands and pushed it back in her mouth, she wanted to suck every last drop.
When she was done, she took my cock out of her mouth and titled her head up towards me and showed me that she had swallowed ever last drop. All i could do was fall back into the pool. She jumped in to join me, both still naked. “So where sis that come from?” I asked her.
“I was horny and i was bored playing with myself. I told you that earlier.” She answered with a cheeky sexy grin.
We continued to play around in the pool, still naked. Every now and then we stopped playing around, to play with each other. I fingered her to orgasm a few times, she gave me a hand job and a blow job, before we got out of the pool and dried off. I followed her to her bedroom and i fucked her hard on the bed. First she wanted me on top, but after a few moments, she decided she wanted to ride me cock. She was amazing, for someone who had never fucked before, she rode my cock like a pro. She was cumming, but then i threw her off. “Let me show you what an orgasm feels like.” I commented and i pushed her onto her hands and knees. My fiance always told me she came to hardest when i was fucking her from behind. I slide my cock inside Cassie from behind and started to pound her tight teen cunt hard, making her scream loud. I felt her muscles around my cock contract and she let out a final loud moan as she climaxed on my cock. I had to pull out before blowing my load on her back. I cleaned it up and then we just laid there in her bed for a while before i had to leave.
It was an amazing day, and we have been sneaking around for a few weeks now, pretty much any chance we got. She has become amazingly better at having sex. I couldn’t leave my fiance for her, I didn’t love Cassie that way. Were both agreed that we would be more like fuck buddies, which was fine with me.

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Holiday takes an unexpected turn

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The Island, Chapter 28

Author’s Note: This is a serial novel. It mixes actual experiences, fantasies, and outright lunacy. It is not a quick lurk-and-jerk. I believe in a slow build, in order to have a better payoff at the end. (Like Sting, I’m Tantric…). I plan to release a new chapter every week. Hopefully the response will be good! Enjoy.

The Throat Trainer

A boy escapes his dictatorial father for the summer and receives free lessons and lots of practice in the art of fellatio.

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This is one of several stories with ‘Surprise’ in the title; their common theme is lesbians caught in an unexpected situation. To find the others, and the rest of my 100% all-girl lesbian stories, follow the author link above. This story is fiction, and any resemblance to real persons or places is purely coincidental.