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My New Playmate Chpt. 01

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Owned by the Club-Part 3

Owned by the Club-Part 3
On the day of the big run, everybody was leathered up. Our colors were flying. I was dressed in my jacket and a pair of jeans cut so short that they were more like panties. They barely covered my pussy lips. Most of the girls were dressed like me. I kissed my beautiful piss girl and headed to my ride.
I mounted up behind my boyfriend. He knew owned me and showed me off like his prized bitch. Most of the bruises, whip marks, and scratches on my body had healed. I knew they would be replaced by new ones soon. The only thing that I had on my mind was the excitement of the run. My ears filled with the sound of a hundred motorcycles cranking up and roaring to life. It sounded like thunder.
My boyfriend gave his bike the gas and off we flew. It wasn’t long before the sun grew higher and it got warmer. The girls started taking off their leather coats and tucking them under their butts. Next came off the tops. I stripped with the rest of the girls. Soon there were a hundred pairs of tits bouncing down the road. Some of the girls were rubbing their boobs up against the backs of the bikers in front of them. They knew their place was to keep their boyfriends happy.
Heads turned when we stopped for gas. The girls went around back of the station to squat and pee. Some just carried their cut offs back to the bikes and stuffed them the saddle bags. We all got cokes and beers to chug before we got back on the road. Two of the girls shook up their beers and sprayed each other to cool down. Bikers were licking the beer off their tits and asses. Several of the girls including me got bent over a bike seat and quickie fucked. As we headed out, I could feel the cum running out of my pussy and onto the bike seat. I reached down and wiped as much up as I could with my fingers and licked them clean. The vibration of the motorcycle between my legs always gets me hot. I was grinding my pussy into the seat and pinching my tits as we rode. I got hotter and hotter until I came. My whole body shook. I whispered into my boyfriends ear that I wanted him to fuck me again. He told me that I would fuck plenty tonight.
The club would meet up with other clubs and pimp us girls out for drugs and guns. The other clubs could be pretty rough with chicks that didn’t belong to them. I didn’t worry about that. The wind was in my hair and I just kept grinding my wet pussy into the vibrating seat of the hog I was riding. Truckers would honk the big horns on their eighteen wheelers as we passed them. The girls would flash tits and ass and laugh as the trucks nearly ran off the road. A state trooper was parked on the side of the road as we came over a hill. He had a bike pulled over. I thought shit! But then I saw him just smile as we passed his open patrol car door. The head of our cute little blonde was bobbing up and down in his lap as he reached down to squeeze one of her tits. He would come and they could go. Just part of the price of riding through these little towns without getting thrown in jail. I was sure I would be sucking off a cop or two before this ride was through.
We stopped to eat and gas up early in the afternoon. Several of the girls just walked on in naked as jaybirds. Before the manager could object, one of the bikers handed him a large wad of twenty dollar bills. Everybody got whatever they wanted. Somebody turned the music up on the juke box and there were girls dancing on tables everywhere in the place. The manager just shook his head as some of the locals headed for the door. He probably figured that he would get the shit beaten out of him if he objected to what was going on. He was probably right.
I got up and danced. I saw that my boyfriend was paying close attention to me so I slipped off of the table and gave him a lap dance. Even though he had fucked me earlier, I could feel his hard on through his jeans. I unzipped him and sucked his beautiful cock into my mouth. I was working his meat farther down my throat when I felt a hard slap on my ass. My piss girl hit me again and told me to suck him good. I did. As I got him deep in my throat, I began to bob up and down so the head of his cock was getting a lot of stimulation. I felt my nipples being pinched which told me that piss girl was right behind me. I could feel her tits massaging my back as I sucked my biker faster and faster. When I came up for a breath of air, piss girl took my place. She soon had her lips on his balls. I could see her throat bulge as his cock went down her windpipe. I stuck my middle finger up her asshole and finger fucked her ass as she throated my boyfriend.
We took turns sucking his cock and fondling each other. Finally I could feel his dick start to pulse and soon I had another mouthful of his hot seed. Before I swallowed all of it, I turned to my cock sucking helper and French kissed her. Our tongues swirled around each other mixing with the hot cum. Together we drank the spunk. I love cum. I love kissing this girl. My boyfriend loves it all. Life is good.
I got up off my knees and chugged a beer. Then it was back on the chopper and out on the road. We traveled ‘til nearly dark. I could see campfires burning as we turned down a dirt road and pulled up to an open field full of hundreds of bikes. There were several clubs all wearing their colors. The smell of weed was floating through the air and everyone had a bottle of something or other to drink. My boyfriend went off with several guys and the girls and I stayed by the bikes passing around a joint that one of the girls had lit up.
A big biker from another club walked over and looked us over real good. Here were seven or eight good looking chicks standing around naked smoking weed and getting high. He came up to piss girl and looked her tits and tat up real close. He said something about taking all of us when the trade was made. I had a good idea as to what he meant.
Sure enough, my boyfriend and some others came back and told us that the club needed drugs and guns and the other clubs had both. We would be traded for both. They rounded us up by a campfire and started auctioning us off. I think I got traded for four shotguns. I asked my boyfriend if I was gone for good. He quickly assured me that I was just on loan for the weekend. He told me that I had better be good or they would have to give back the guns. I knew that would get me a hard beating so I made up my mind to do anything demanded of me.
The biker who bought me took me by the hand and lead me to some woods down by a creek. He took off his belt and held both of my hands in one of his. I thought I was going to get the belt used on my ass but instead, he used it to tie me to a tree. When I was good and secure, he unzipped and rubbed his cock between my pussy lips as he got hard. I could feel his monster meat grow and then push into my hole. He was soon pounding my pussy so hard that that my ass was getting smashed against the tree. He was getting really deep into my cunt as he picked up speed. His teeth were all over my tits. The harder he fucked me, the harder he bit my breasts.
I was getting hot. I begged him to fuck my harder. I told him that I would do anything to please him. This drove him to grind into me even harder. This guy was going to get his money’s worth. I screamed as he filled my fuck hole with his cock. My ass was getting raw as it crashed into the tree bark. Still he pounded me. I wrapped my legs around his waist and held him as he jack hammered my dripping snatch. A solid hour passed without a break from the wild sensations caused by his manhood in my hungry pussy. I begged for more. He gave me more. He made me release my leg lock from around his waist and spun me around and fucked me doggie style. I pushed against the tree to try to keep my nipples from ramming the rough bark in front of me.
I thought about being gang fucked back at the club. Most of those guys just fucked me for a few minutes. As soon as they shot their wads into me, they rolled off and left. I would watch them pull up their jeans as they walked off. I would soon feel their man juice running down between my thighs and that would be it until the next biker wanted some of my pussy. The guy who had me tied to this tree was different. He seemed to be liking what he was getting. I even wondered if he might be thinking of keeping me.
I could smell his body as his sweat dripped onto my back. He smacked my ass as if to tell me to work harder at pushing back against his giant dick. I heard myself telling him that I could take it up the ass if he wanted it. He told me that we had all weekend and that he would get to my ass in due time. I was sure that my throat would get a good work out as well.
I could feel a climax building deep between my legs. I could hardly catch my breath. We were both dripping with sweat. It mixed with the pussy juice running down my leg. I screamed as I shuddered to orgasm. My legs went limp. I just hung from my wrists, almost passing out. He kept torturing my sopping fuck hole with his monster cock. Even though I was light headed from my come, I ached for more. I ground my ass into his oncoming rod. Even tears started to run down my cheeks. This biker had fucked me to tears! Another orgasm was building in my pussy. This one took a little longer but was even more intense. Again my body shook and trembled as wave after wave of lust racked my cunt. Yet a third climax started in my clit. I had heard of girls coming for hours and passing out from their climax but it had never happened to me until now.
There was no end to this man’s stamina. I wanted to be his slave. I wanted to have his baby. Boom! Another climax hit me. I could no longer support myself. The belt tying my wrists to the tree was the only thing preventing my collapse to the ground. He took a vice like grip of my hips with his powerful hands and continued his unyielding assault on my well stretched pussy. Stroke after stroke reamed my cunt. A second hour passed as he fucked me senseless. Then finally he let out a groan and shot the biggest load into me that I had ever received. Slowly he stopped pumping me and let himself slide out of my hole. I just hung by my wrist and tried to catch my breath.
Who was this guy? What had just happened to me? After a good while he spoke. He told me that his old lady was pregnant. For her sake, he had not fucked her in a long time. He really did not want to fuck anyone else until he spotted me. I felt flattered beyond belief. He went on to say that he really cared for his woman and the other girls in his club knew it. I was regaining some of my strength. I asked if he thought she would like it if I ate her pussy. I told him that I would gladly be his cum hole. I could be there when either of them needed to be serviced.
He released my hands let me lie flat on the ground. I could see his cock getting hard again. I could hardly believe it when he spread my legs and lifted them up to my head. He plunged into my gaping pussy with one stroke. With long steady strokes he fucked me for another hour. Even though my cunt was raw, I wanted every inch of his manhood. I clawed his back and rubbed his chest with my tits as he brought me to another climax. He finally withdrew his meat and forced it down my throat. I drank his second load as fast as I could but still some of it spilled down my breasts. After he pulled his cock from my mouth, I was able to lap up the spilled seed off of my tits.
I fell asleep under the tree. Passed out was more like it. Sometime later I awoke as my biker worked his hard on up my ass. At last I had this wonder cock up my ass. I held my ass cheeks open to let him get in as far as he could. The pain and pleasure he caused me by both fucking and slapping my ass gave me another orgasm and finally another. I could feel myself filling up with his third load of cum. He rolled off of me and fell to sleep. I laid beside him for awhile and then gave him a tongue bath down his back to his ass. I spread his ass cheeks and sunk my tongue as deep as I could into his asshole. I licked and sucked his back passage while rubbing my clit to another climax. We then slept until dawn.
We walked back to his camp. I stopped to wash in the creek. I wanted to look as good as I could for his old lady. If she liked me, maybe I could stay with them both for a while. When I first saw her I knew why this big biker was so devoted. She had long black hair and deep blue eyes. She was beginning to show her pregnancy but her figure was still great. She gave him a big smile and turned to me. Before she could speak, I blurted out how beautiful she looked. I moved close to her and kissed her on the mouth. I told her that I would do anything to please her. She took me by the hand and lead me into their tent. She laid down and handed me some lotion. I stripped her and rubbed her down with the soothing liquid. I poured some on my breast and massaged her back with my nipples. I moved lower and licked her pussy from behind. She arched her beautiful rump into the air to give me better access to her lovely coochie. I wanted her come all over my tongue. I licked her pussy and her asshole as she writhed under me. She grabbed my hair and pulled me into her as she spread her legs to allow my licks to go even deeper into her dripping hole. Tiny moans escaped her parted lips and she shuddered to orgasm. I licked her until she pulled me up to her face and French kissed me deeply. Her old man came in the tent to find us in each other’s arms.
I told them that I knew that I was a whore that was traded for some guns but I felt something deeply for the both of them. My only wish was to make them happy in any way they wished. I don’t know what came over me. I just wanted to please them. I did so for the rest of the weekend. She used my tongue while he used my pussy and ass. I massaged her clit while I sucked his cock. I drank her piss so she would not have to go into the woods. I slept with her thighs as my pillow. She smiled as he slapped my ass while plowing my pussy. She knew the feeling that I was experiencing. I buried my face between her legs to muffle my screams as I would climax for an uncounted number of times.
The weekend passed all to quickly. I was returned to my boyfriend. I was glad to see him but sad to leave my pregnant couple. My boyfriend asked of I had been passed around to the members of the other club. When I told him that I spent all my time with one biker and his old lady, my boyfriend seemed surprised.
I was also happy to see my tall piss girl and the little blonde and the other girls. We all mounted up and headed back out on the open road. We did not go back to the club house as I thought we might. Instead after riding all day, we arrived at a large old house in the country. It was about an hour outside a major city. I wondered what we were doing here but not for long. One of the other girls told us that this was where we would be living and working. It was a whore house owned by the club. The local cops got a cut of the profits and left the place alone.
As we entered the massive front doors, I saw that the ground floor was devoted to a bar and strip club. The upstairs was bedrooms. We each got one. We would be living a fucking in that room from now on. A big blonde woman was in charge of the place. We were told that what she said was law. She told us that the rules were simple. She would collect the money and we would fuck the customers given to us. We all went upstairs to wash. Two young girls came to lead us downstairs to the back. There was a kitchen with a big table. We all set down and were given plenty to eat. There was wine to drink. Then it was out on the floor in front to dance for the customers.
This setup was a gentleman’s dream. Thirty or forty beautiful girls would dance for them. The big blonde would circulate amongst the customers and ask if they wanted something “ special”. The customer would slip her some cash and point to a girl. There were booths in the back corner of the club where the girl would take the guy and give a lap dance which would lead to a blowjob or quickie fuck. Then the girl was back up dancing and waiting for the next paying customer. The drinks were good, the music was good and the girls were great. The place stayed packed.
When a client wanted more than just a blowjob in a booth, he would pay extra to take a girl up to her room. The girl would be told what he had paid for so she could limit his time. If he wanted more he had to pay more. Pretty much anything could be done to a girl if the price was right. It could get rough at times but we had no choice but to take it if that’s what a man wanted. The little blonde had a customer take to her and become a regular. Sometimes we could hear her screams even over the music. She would come out of her room with bite marks and scratches. She had to use makeup to cover up what he had done to her.
Some customers pissed on us. Some liked us to piss on them. I was known as a good ass fuck. I even enjoyed some of my regulars. Sometimes I had to join the little blonde and take a brutal beating. The blonde and I did our best to get the guy off quick. Often we would get off light if he was satisfied quickly. Sometimes he was drunk and took an extra long time whipping us with a riding crop. Then he would bite and claw us while he fucked us as hard as he could. I didn’t mind the beating so much as I hated to see the little blonde crying in pain. She had to beg him to hit her harder as part of the act even though she really did not want to be with him at all.
Some nights we had special parties. The whole place was rented after hours. Several rich men would have the place and the girls to themselves. One of those nights, I was back in a position that reminded me of high school. The customers had me bent over a bar stool with my wrists and ankles tied to the foot rest. When ever any of them pleased, they would come over and ass fuck me. They took turns showing off how deep they could shove their cocks up my butt. One guy bought a whole bottle of booze, took a drink, put the cap back on and shoved it up my ass. While he fucked me up the ass with the bottle, another guy grabbed my hair and shoved his cock down my throat. The other men around the bar starting cheering on the guys abusing me. They could be heard yelling to choke that fucking whore. Shove that bottle farther up my ass they shouted. Everybody was laughing. The more I gagged, the more they laughed. When I finally got a load of cum to swallow, another customer would take his place. The bottle was finally replaced with a hard cock. A very young man stepped up and fucked my ass. I must have been his first ass fuck. He seemed quiet and nervous. The others were not helping him with all their yelling and laughing. None the less, he fucked me good and hard with the stamina of youth. As they all got drunk and went home, I was cut free by my lovely piss girl and helped upstairs for a few hours rest.
The biker club was making a fortune off this place. Even though it took away from profits, the club members came in and took over the place from time to time. My boyfriend and other members took turns with me and the other girls. I sucked the other girls’ pussy juice off of many of the cocks belonging to club members.
At last, one night the giant biker and his pregnant old lady came into the whorehouse. I just about ran to greet them. I told them how I had thought of them all the time. The beautiful black haired, blue eyed pregnant girl said that they had missed me. She wanted me to come live with them and help her raise the child. No more whoring. I would belong to them. They had traded some drugs for me and I was to go with them right now. I ran upstairs to grab a few things. I stopped to kiss as many of the girls goodbye as I could including piss girl and the little blond. As we went out the front door, I wondered as to how the three of us would fit on one bike. Then I saw it. My new owners had come on two bikes. One would be mine. I would be a full member of the new club. The engines roared to life and we were off on a new adventure.

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Dad Doesn’t Stand A Chance: Part 1

Dad Doesn’t Stand A Chance: Part I
I’m so happy I found this site. I was searching for individuals who are having the same experiences as me, and while I can’t talk to anyone about them just to be safe, at least I can share my experience through writing and get some anonymous feedback :). I’ll start where it all began, about 3 months ago. This is a true story. Names have been changed.
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My name is Travis and I live in New York. I just turned 13 at the beginning of summer and I consider myself a pretty average teenager. I’m really into computers and video games, but I’m also outside a lot playing basketball with my brother and friends from school. I’m pretty good at it I guess, my height is an advantage. I hit puberty when I was 11, and aside from things dropping and getting hairy, I shot up like a beanstalk. I’m 5’6”, and lanky. Flat chest, flat stomach, but my arms and legs are a little toned because of all the ball. I just started getting hair on my legs and under my arms, but its pretty fair and nothing to boast about.
My brother’s name is Thomas and he’s 18. He’s really into video games and basketball too. I guess I like it because of him. He’s on his school’s basketball ball team and he’s pretty good. He’s 5’11”, and has got a decent body, although he is not ripped as he should be, maybe because he spends his time off the court playing Halo and eating pizza. He’s not the gym type. He believes in getting fit through sport. We have a really good relationship and he’s thought me everything. About girls, puberty, masturbation, he’s an open book to me. He’s basically been my father-figure since my mom and dad split years ago. Not that my dad wasn’t around, but after the divorce, he said it was us against the world.
My mom and dad separated when I was 5. My dad never remarried and lives in New Jersey. He’s a teacher. My mom remarried to Benjamin, who is pretty decent. He’s always treated me and Thomas like his own sons, it’s a shame, he and my mom divorced last year. I remember when my mom used to take me to his house and dump me on the couch while they had sex. It was only a matter of time before she left my dad for him. After they got married, he made her a partner in his real estate business, and after a while, she left to start her own real estate business and dumped him. Needless to say, she’s a people user and a huge bitch.
I really consider Ben to be my dad and I still live with him. I told my mom that living with him would be more convenient for me and school but really I just hated the idea of living with her and having to meet some other poor guy she would just use. Thomas got an apartment with his friends and lives with them now. He visits sometimes but he feels weird to come over now that mom and Ben are over. I understand how he feels because he was 10 and knew the situation pretty well enough when Ben came into play but I grew up feeling like Ben is my real dad and only remembered different when Thomas Snr came around.
The biggest thing is, as I’ve become older, I’ve become really attracted to Ben. I mean he’s not perfect, and he definitely would die without a maid, but he’s got a lot going for him. He’s only 35, runs his own company, still boyishly handsome. He keeps himself well groomed, for the sake of business, and is in good shape. He doesn’t have a six pack or lift weights, but he has a morning workout routine that keeps him in order. But most of all, he’s got the most heart melting lips and the most intense, brooding eyes that are dark and captivating. I can tell he really loves me and would do anything for me. He always makes sure I have the best and whatever I want, I get.
It’s been almost 10 months since he and my mom split and he’s taken it pretty well. They were fighting for a while so I think he was more relieved than ever to get it over with. I think he really missed the sex though because they had a lot of it. They would fight over dinner and go upstairs and very loudly make up. I always wondered how he was in bed because he sure sounded like a lot of fun but I was never lucky enough to catch them at it. All I had to go on were cum stains in his boxers and little impressions of his penis head as he walked around in his towel getting ready for work. One thing was for sure, my hormones would not give it up until I found out for myself.
A couple months ago I set up a plan to try to catch him naked but it never worked. I would wait up until he came home and try to catch him in the shower but he would go straight to bed and then shower during the early hours of the morning when he woke up. He knew I already had the puberty talk with my brother so there was no way I could go down that road, and he wasn’t much of a drinker so him coming home drunk and passed out would be a miracle. I had to get creative.
One night I came across a keylogger program that saves typed characters on the computer and I installed it on his pc while he was making dinner. A couple days later, I found out from the program that the night before, he was IMing ladies in a chatroom. He definitely had a wild side and I could just imagine him beating off to the conversation. I saw that he set up a sex meeting with a woman for that same night but I’m not sure if it happened or not. I knew this was my way in so I set up an account that same night and looked out for his username to pop up.
Two days later after dinner, he went into his office to do some “work” while I pretended to go to bed and about 30 minutes later, he came on. He was immediately popular and I could tell he had been here a lot so I private messaged him introducing myself. I was a young hot blonde, just out of high school with a dream of getting deflowered by a hot older man. He bit, hard. I could tell he was interested immediately and he asked if I wanted to cam. I couldn’t believe it was going to happen. I told him my cam was broken but that I had lots of pictures and after a little hesitation, he agreed to just go face and chat for a while.
When he popped up, I got chills. My heart was beating so fast and my dick was in hand. Just seeing his gorgeous face there, all horny and waiting to see teen pussy got me rock hard. He was charming but dominating. I sent him some pics that my brother left on the computer that girls sent to him and Ben couldn’t stop talking about all the naughty things he wanted to do. After a while he stopped typing and I realized he was looking at the pictures and jacking off. I asked him to see and after a fumble or two, he pushed the webcam down exposing his dripping, thick cock. I came immediately just seeing it, shooting my cum all over the underside of my desk and my legs. It was beautiful. I asked him to turn on a light if he had one, and he switched on his desk lamp which revealed it in all its glory. I was so horny, my throbbing cock remained hard and I continued pumping it so utterly enjoying the show. His shirt and tie were still on but below his waist, his pants were gone and his gorgeous dick was shooting out of the hole in his boxers. But it wasn’t enough, I wanted to see the whole thing. I asked him to lose the shirt and the boxers, to get naked, promising that if he did, I would let him be my first fuck. He was more than willing, pulling off his shirt and dropping his boxers exposing his massive balls and more inches of delicious dad cock.
He tugged on it roughly, and slapped it on his stomach and the sides of his big, muscular thighs. I loved his whole body. Very hot and very dad. I knew his face was clean shaven and his chest hair was short and cropped but his balls hair was untamed and wild, just like his sex drive. He was all business on the top and all man in his pants. I felt like I could smell his man scent through the screen. He continued pumping his cock, spitting in his hand occasionally to add lube. He didn’t have the rock hard type like mine, but the extra thick, meaty type, that hung oh so long, and was bendy and could fill you and split you. I could see some veins and the head was a bursting mushroom of pleasure, almost purple from all the excitement.
It must’ve been ten solid minutes of him stroking his big cock over those photos before he told me he was ready to cum and I watched in amazement as he shot two globs of cum on his chest before letting the rest ooze out while he slowly pumped his deflating shaft. I came for a third time after that just totally mesmerized by his cock and his manner. When he was done, he moved the cam back up to his face and that’s when I truly knew I had to have it. He was smiling and his cheeks were red. He looked like he really enjoyed himself as beads of sweat ran down the sides of his face. I knew that was the face I wanted to see hanging over me when I was being fucked for the first time.
He asked for my number, but I told him I lost my phone that same day and that I would be getting another soon. He wanted to make plans to meet up but I told him we would do that soon and made an excuse to leave. He said he had to shower too and signed off.
I went into my bathroom to clean up and a little while after I heard his office door close and he started walking up the stairs. I peeked out and he was wearing his pants but his shirt was still off and he went into his bedroom and closed the door. Then I heard the shower turn on and though I had just came three times, I couldn’t pass up the opportunity to see him wash all that cum off his big cock.
After I showered, I decided to walk in with the excuse that I need toilet paper or fresh towels or something and hopefully strike up a conversation or catch him naked. Walking down that corridor, the only thing I could hear was my heartbeat but my adrenaline was moving my legs forward. When I opened the door, he was lying in bed and the tv was on. His eyes were closed but the shower was still running. I thought he might have just been resting but after a while, his breathing got really deep and I could tell he was asleep. I turned off the water and snuggled into bed with him. God, he smelled like sex. His pants were buckled and I didn’t want to risk him catching me trying to undo them so I got close to him and went to sleep.
During the night, I felt him shift and heard the shower come back on. He crept into the bathroom and showered and came back smelling fresh and heavenly. He pulled the covers over us and pulled me in close to him. He put his arm around me and kissed me on the back of my head and went back to sleep. I felt guilty that I was spying and lusting after the man who was living to love and protect me but I couldn’t help that he was so unbelievably hot.
His alarm woke me up at 5am but he didn’t budge yet. His back was towards me and he had some small cute little moles that I had not noticed before. It had been a while since we slept in the same bed. His back was hairless, whether naturally or waxed, I was thankful. When the alarm clocked the second time, he reached up and clicked it off. He stretched from under the covers and his short under arms hairs surprised me. I had not noticed them either. He rolled over and put his arm around me and gave me a big, strong hug and smiled when he saw I was awake.
“Good morning champ. Had a bad night?”
“Nah…I heard the shower running for a while and came in and I guess I fell asleep watching tv.”
“Oh yeah, must have did that again. One of these days, I’m gonna flood the house.”
“Haha yeah.”
“Ah, time to get up. Want some breakfast?”
“I’ll make it.”
“Great!”
Cereal and milk it was. We ended up just making some plans for the weekend. He promised to take me to a baseball game since summer had just started and we hadn’t spent any time together for a while. I would’ve been perfectly fine sitting at home behind the computer screen, watching his dick dangle over some girl’s underage pussy but it was nice going out with him, just us alone. We ended up chatting for so long that he didn’t have time to work out and just showered and got ready for work.
When he left, I just sat there thinking of ways to get him to want to fuck me. I didn’t want to drug him or get him drunk. I wanted him to fuck me like he wanted to fuck that blonde bitch in the photo. I wanted his real essence, the real fuck. I wanted to know what it felt like to be fucked by Benjamin, not a shadow of him. What all the other girls felt, what my bitch of a mother screamed loudly over. While I was so grateful my cam scheme worked, it would only be a matter of time before he got bored of my excuses and lack of cam, phone or photos. Plus while seeing his dick in action did wonders for me, I wanted to see his face too, his expressions while he strokes it hard, imagining he’s ripping some man’s poor virgin daughter, while he’s thinking about cumming in her tight pussy.
I finally decided that I had to start small. He wasn’t going to just start fucking me on a whim. I needed to make it a comfortable progression. I needed him to first be open to being naked around me and then be willing to masturbate infront of me or with me or fuck someone infront of me. Once that barrier of showing me his dick was broken, anything would be possible and I had just the person in mind to make it all happen.
There’s much much more but I’m tired of typing.
TO BE CONTINUED…

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My Sister Makes her Escape – story 5

A couple of days after I packed my stuff and left my apartment, my friend found me a stock broker who was looking for a girl. I was a little nervous when I first met him. He was 36, dark and attractive. He had a beautiful four bedroom house in the centre of London just a few minute walk from the nearest tube station and a twenty minute commute to University. I got on well with him and I was attracted to him on a physical level and so I moved in two days later. He fucked me the very first night. The sex was incredible and he was very attentive to my needs and I got the impression that it was as important to him that I enjoyed it.
The deal was that he got to spend one night a week with me and I didn’t have to pay any rent. We were both free to see other people as long as we took precautions. Considering the deal was that he got to bareback my pussy it seemed fair that we both used condoms outside of the house. That was fine with me. I knew that he had the occasional fuck with other women and I had the suspicion that he went to massage parlours from time to time. As long as he was using condoms I wasn’t worried about catching anything. From time to time, he’d come back after a few beers, not drunk but jolly, and want to fuck me. If it was in addition to the weekly fuck, he’d pay me £200. This happened about twice a month and so it gave me a little spending money and helped pay for my books.
Everything worked out ok for the next 6 months. My 19th birthday came and went and my grades went back up.
I only had one thing to feel guilty about. I met a guy at University and it wasn’t long before we were at it like rabbits. I couldn’t tell my boyfriend about my deal with Michael. I knew he wouldn’t understand and I didn’t want to lose him. I was already on the pill when my boyfriend asked if I’d go on it so he could fuck me without a condom. I had to lie to him and tell him that I didn’t like taking the pill. For the next free months my boyfriend fucked me protected whilst I let Michael pump cum into me at least once a week.
A night with Michael was always a long night. He’d try and fuck me as many times as possible, waking me up two sometimes three times to drop another load inside me. By the time the morning came I’d have half a dozens loads of spunk dripping out of me. I tried to be careful not to fuck my boyfriend the day after a night with Michaels, but it was sometimes difficult to say no to him and so it happened on occasion. I had to pretend I was hornier than I actually was and beg him just to stick his dick straight into me. I didn’t want him licking my pussy and tasting another mans cum inside me.
This went on for three months until my boyfriend asked me to move in with him. I was so happy, but I said I’d need to think about it. I decided to tell Michael over the weekend that I was going to move out and I was excited about the prospect of just being with my boyfriend.
Saturday morning came and I was waiting for Michael to get up so that I could talk to him about moving out. I didn’t think he’d mind. My friend already knew a girl looking for a similar relationship so finding a replacement wouldn’t be that difficult. That’s when I heard a knock at the door. Katie, my 15 year old sister was stood on the porch when I opened it. I was expecting to see her over the weekend. After all, it was her sweet 16 in a little more than a week and I had gotten her a present.
I gave her a hug and she hugged me back. When she didn’t let go, I knew there was a problem at home.
“What’s the matter,” I asked.
“What do you think?”
I knew she was talking about Jim so I replied, “Your only 15. He’s not going to touch you.”
“He told me that he was fed up of waiting and for my 17th birthday. HE said 16 would ber old enough and that on Monday he was going fuck my pussy raw.”
The man who called himself our step father wasn’t even married to our mother, but that didn’t stop him from behaving like he was. He’d already raped me and I couldn’t bare the idea of him doing that to my little sister. I didn’t wan her to lose her virginity in the same way I did.
I told her she could stay the night and the next morning I would talk to Michael and explained the situation. I wanted my sister to move in. I knew it meant that I wouldn’t be able to move in with my boyfriend, but Katie was more important and I had to keep her away from Jim.
Michael said he’d think about it. Later in the afternoon he knocked on my bedroom door. My sister was down stairs making some sandwiches and I got the impression he’d waited for me to be alone.
“I think we can come to some arrangement about your sister,” he said.
“What type of arrangement?” I asked suspecting he’d want to fuck her.
“Do you remember my friend Martin. He’s coming next weekend. He arrives Friday evening. If your sister can keep him happy until Sunday morning I’ll let her stay for three months.”
“My sister won’t be 16 til Monday,” I objected.
“No one’s going to worry about a couple of days.”
I stood up and crossed my arms. I didn’t reply. I didn’t know what to say.
“Look. It’s up to Katie. I’m not going to force her.”
“Ok. I’ll talk to her, but I won’t make her do it.”
I talked to Katie the next morning and explained the situation to her. “You don’t have to do it if you don’t want to,” I said.
“Of course I do,” she answered. “What’s my other choice? Go home and let pervy Jim fuck me whenever he wants. And then pass me around his poker buddies like a cheap whore.”
I looked at her. I knew she was right.
“What’s he like,” she asked in a low voice.
“Martin,” I said. “He’s a nice guy. I met him a few times. He’s a little chubby, but he’s not bad looking.”
“How old is he?”
“Same as Michael,” I replied. “36.”
Katie stayed at the house for the rest of the week and carried on going to school. I caught Michael checking her out in her school uniform and I can’t blame him. Katie looked a lot like me. She was 5ft5 and slim with long blond her and green eyes. Her hair was blonder than mine and she had a nice pair of 32b tits which look real firm through her school blouse.
When Martin arrived on Friday, Michael introduced her as his little present for the weekend. Martin was very excited about the idea and he was very charming and spent most of the evening g talking to Katie over a home cooked dinner that Michael made.
When he eventually led her upstairs by the hand I could see she was nervous but she looked a little excited again. He’s flattered her all night and told her how beautiful she was and how he loved her laugh and smile. She was a sure thing, but he didn’t treat her that way. When Katie told him she was a virgin his face lit up and he told her he’d take it slow. In a way I was happy for her, it would be much better than my first time and probably better than if she’d chosen some kid her age at school.
The first night I lay in my room listening to Martin fuck my little sister. I heard her having her first orgasm and then I heard her cry when he popped her cherry. From the sounds coming from the room, I could hear she was enjoying it. I started to finger my pussy and rub on my clit as I listened to them fucking. Michael pushed my door open and came in. He’d been listening as well and it’d gotten him hard. We hadn’t fucked this week, so I owed him a night with my pussy. I pushed the sheets back and invited him in. He dropped his bathrobe and hoped on top of me, sliding his dick straight inside me. Normally he’d finger fuck me and lick my pussy to get me hot, but I was panting like a horny dog when he walked in and figured I was more than ready for some cock.
The idea of fucking while listening to my little sister losing her virginity to a 36 year old guy was very erotic and it didn’t take long for me to cum harder than I had in a long time.
The next morning I got up and went down stairs. Katie was sat at the kitchen table eating a round of toast.
She looked at me. “I didn’t think my first time would be like that,” she said.
“It was ok?” I asked.
“Yes. We did it four times and he licked my pussy until I had an orgasm before he popped my cherry. He said he wanted to be sure I was nice and wet for my first time.”
“You’re not too sore.”
“Very.”
“I’m sorry your first time had to be like that,” I said.
“I was there for your first time. I’d rather have my memories of loosing my virginity than yours. He wants to fuck me again tonight.”
I smiled. We went out shopping for the day. Michael gave her ÂŁ50 for making Martin feel so welcome. That evening, we all went out to dinner and then headed back to the house.
Martin and Katie disappeared upstairs and I decided to go to bed leaving Michael downstairs. I fell asleep quickly. Michael had fucked me so much the evening before that I hadn’t gotten a lot of sleep.
When I woke up, I heard moaning coming from Katie’s room and I tunred my head to look at the clock. It was almost 4am and they were still at it. Then I heard voices, male voices. I jumped out of bed and ran into my sister’s room. Katie was kneeling on the bed, Martin’s cock in her mouth and Michael fucking her hard and fast from behind.
“What the fuck are you doing?” I demanded. “She’s only supposed to be fucking Martin.”
Katie climbed off the bed. “It’s ok. Michael said I could stay for six months if I fucked them both.”
“Why don’t you come and join us,” Katie said with a big grin of her face. “Come on. It’ll be fun,” she begged.
I had to admit, seeing my sister getting spit roasted like that had left my pussy dripping and I was desperate for a good fuck. I peeled off my T-shirt and climbed onto the bed next to my sister. She was lying on her back and Michael was positioning himself between her legs and then his friend grabbed one of my ankles and opened me up so he could gain access to my wet pussy.
He turned his head to Michael and said, “I’ll race you.”
“Ok,” Michael replied with a big smile.
I looked down to see him push his cock towards Katie’s pussy. She took a deep breath as he ploughed his cock right inside her in a single smooth movement followed by a groan and a mumble, “that’s good pussy.”
Then I felt Martin pushing his fat cock into my cunt. Every second in slid deeper until the tip of his cock brushed against my cervix.
“You’ve got a nice tight cunt,” he said.
When he was all the way in he stopped and said, “ready.”
“Ready,” Michael replied.
“Go,” he shouted and started banging into me a fast as he could. He slipped so smoothly in and out of me that I hardly rocked back and forth on the bed, but I still reached up and grabbed hold of the head board as I panted to my first orgasm.
I could hear my little sister shouting, “Fuck my pussy harder.”
“I started to moan loudly. Then heard Michael say, “I’m cumming, I’m cumming.” I turned my head just in time to see him pulled his cock out of my 15 year old sister’s cunt and fire half a dozen thick jets of spunk all over her stomach and tits.
Then I felt Martin shoot a thick wad of spunk into my pussy and then he pulled his cock from my cunt and pumped the rest of his hot spunk all over me. He directed the last squirt over my clit and then used the tip of his cock to massage his cum into the lips of my pussy. A big dollop of cum collected in my belly button and Michael told Katie to lick it out, which she did without a second thought. The idea of my 15 year old sister licking cum out of my belly button and then cleaning the rest of Martin’s cum of my stomach and nipples with her tongue sent me over the edge once more and liquid started dripping from my cunt and soaking into the bed sheets.
“I won,” Michael bragged.
“That’s 15 year old pussy you got right there. Nice and tight,” he objected as if my pussy wasn’t a tight as my little sister’s.
“Yes, but we’ve been fucking Katie for hours and she’s already got two loads of cum inside her. 15 year old pussy or not, it must be much wetter than Lucy pussy.”
“Ok. I’ll let you have that one,” Michael conceded.
Martin bent his head down and started to lick the cum from my cunt lips and they probed my pussy with his tongue until I had a powerful orgasm and covered his face with pussy juices.
“Lucy. Come clean your sister,” Michael said.
I rolled on my side and started to lick her nipples, cleaning Michaels cum off her.
“Don’t forget to clean her pussy,” he said.
I looked at Katie and she just smiled so a brushed my tongue lightly against her pussy lips and then delved deeper into her snatch with my tongue, licking and sucking Michaels and Martins cum out of her pussy. I could taste her pussy juices. I’d never licked a girl out before but she tasted like me. I didn’t know if that was because she was my sister or because all women tasted similar, but I lapped on her pussy for another 10 minutes.
Once the boys were hard again they had us bend over the bed next to each other and took it in turns to fuck us doggy style. They changed place regularly and talked about how different our pussies felt wrapped around their cocks. They wanted to arse fuck us but I refused. Katie on the other hand wanted to try it and let them both bumfuck her. They kept changing place, pulling their cocks from Katie’s arse and pushing it into my pussy. Needless to say, when the came, they both wanted to cum in her arse and they filled her shit hole with a wad of hot cum while she begged them not to stop fucking her shit.
“Fuck my arse,” I heard her moaning repetitively.
Katie loved being bumfucked. And after we’d finished they talked us into getting into a 69 and licking each other clean. Having my sister’s tongue massaging my pussy sent me over the edge and I filled her mouth with pussy juice.
The next six months continued as normal. Katie stayed with me and she didn’t have to fuck again for rent, but she fucked Michael from time to time for pocket money. I got her on the pill so she wouldn’t get pregnant. Katie and I had sex occasionally when we were both horny, but we kept that a secret from Michael and my boyfriend who I was still seeing.

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Toy Store Boy: Chaper Two: Brother and Sister? Really?

Chapter Two: Bother and Sister? Really?
I said before that I hadn’t paid any attention to what my father was doing the whole wedding and this was probably a big mistake but I will explain the irony of all that in a while.
For about a month I couldn’t get up the courage to call Katie. I was thinking of her still every time I took care of myself. I couldn’t help it, I knew she was my sister but she was also the only girl I had ever been with. I was conflicted. I had thought of her all the time since that day in the park.
The incident at the wedding had put me into hyper drive. Every spare moment I had I was stroking it to the memory of us. I had almost got laid! She thought of me while she fingered herself! How hot was that? Yet she was my sister. This was almost to much for me to handle at 15. I wanted her ten times more now then before. She infested my brain every waking minute now. But I couldn’t talk to her about it. I was under more guilt now then when I started masturbating. Talk about mixed up sex questions. If I had no one to talk to about the first issue then who the hell could I tell about this?
I finally called her and asked her if she wanted to hang out, go to the movies or something. She said yes. This was the beginning of us being inseparable. For the next four months we went every where together. We didn’t even so much as hold hands but we had a blast with one another. She was the most wonderful girl I had ever known. She told me I was the greatest brother.
Things were utterly perfect in my life for once except for the fact that I still wanted to be with her sexually. Take that part out and life was all aces. We went to the movies, book signing’s, hung out at the library, school functions at both of our schools and even met all of each other’s friends. I was so happy being around her I tried not to think of t he sex, except when I was all alone.
What made things even better is when we finally mixed all our friends everyone got along so well it was as if we all had been friends for years. We had a couple of raging parties together and I made out with her friend Abby.
Abby was a really pretty girl but she wasn’t Katie. I hadn’t meant to go there and make out with her friend but it just happened. We all had to much to drink and one thing led to another. Abby was a good kisser but I couldn’t get into it the same way I did with Katie. It felt weird being with someone else after fantasizing for so long and finally getting the girl of my dreams. I was just trying to respect what Katie wanted and move on.
Katie on the other hand took a liking to my friend Rob. At the same party I made out with Abby I saw them walk into a bedroom and close the door. I asked her later what had happened and she told me they had just talked, but she liked him. I was hurt but we were really trying to do the brother, sister thing.
As far as things went I had completely stopped taking all the risks by the time I turned 16. I had other things going on and almost always had people with me. I wasn’t going to whip it out and do it around my friends. I couldn’t even admit to them I did it. Even when I was old enough and mature enough to understand everyone does it, I still couldn’t tell anyone. I had sat in the room
while other guys talked about where they did it and didn’t get caught I still lied and said I never did it.
I don’t even now understand why I couldn’t admit to it with in a group of friends who talked about it like it was no big deal and would have still accepted me. I mean I knew it wasn’t a big deal but I still was holding a lot of guilt from my childhood. At the time my guilt over jerking it rolled over into my guilt for wanting to bang my sister.
Now with this nearly perfect life I had going on things were bound to hit a bump in the road. When my life hit that bump everything crashed hard.
The first thing that went wrong was Katie ended up dating Rob. I was crushed. Our night together had been almost six months earlier and she had settled down into this whole sibbling thing so from her point of view dating my friend was no big deal. I mean I had made out with her friend in front of her so why would she think it was a big deal? I really believe she thought I was in the same place as her and she had no idea that I was so hurt. I just thought to myself at least we don’t live together and I don’t have to see them dating.
Funny thing about wayward thoughts like that are some times they happen. When I had said that I should have paid attention to what my dad had been doing at the wedding I also should have really paid attention to what he was doing after the wedding as well.
Apparently seeing each other at the wedding had re-kindled the spark with my father and Lilly. They started secretly dating while I was all caught up with my issues with Katie. Six months after the wedding they sat us both down talking about how happy they were that we got along so well because we were all going to be moving in together. They weren’t talking marriage yet but they wanted to see where it went.
Ok this just took things to a whole new level of weird. Now she was going to be living in my house while dating my friend. I couldn’t think of how this could be any worse. But it did. Both them and us lived in two bedroom apartments and our parents told us that we were all going to move into a three bedroom apartment.
The new problem came in the form of the girls gave up there apartment and we were all supposed to move on the same weekend. Then due to some mix up the new apartment wasn’t ready. The girls had to put their things into storage and we managed to keep our apartment for a little while longer. This meant for 3 weeks not only would Katie be living in the house we would have to share a room.
Damn you cruel fate! Now the girl of my dreams was going to be sharing a room with me and I couldn’t do anything with her. Not thinking anything of it our parents asked if we would be ok with sharing my full size bed or if we would have to buy a cot or something for one of us. Katie said we could share no big deal she said she thought we were comfortable with each other enough to handle it.
This proved to only be true for the first week. With them in the small apartment I couldn’t find time or space to take care of business for the whole first week. To make things worse Katie only slept in a sport bra and shorts. I was awake half the night just looking at her body.
On the 9th day I couldn’t take it any more. I was a warm evening and she had kicked the blanket off herself. I was lying there looking at her trying to fight myself from getting hard, but it had been nine days! She moaned in her sleep and I just shot up. I pulled my sweats down and couldn’t stop myself. I was going at it full force, and considering how long it had been I was lasting a long time.
I closed my eyes for a minute and when I opened them again she was looking at me.
“What are you doing?” She asked quietly.
“I….. I couldn’t sleep.”
“Oh. I do that when I can’t sleep too,” she said bitting her lip, “I just thought……..”
“I … can stop.”
“No. If you need to do that to sleep,” she said looking at my hand, “I understand and I think I will to, to go back to sleep.”
ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME, I thought to myself as she slid her hand inside her shorts. She moaned, her eyes closed her back arched and her hand moving under her shorts. This is so unfair, I thought. I want her so bad and were here masturbating together and I could just roll over and fuck her. She slid her hand up under her sport bra and started rubbing her breast. She was getting so into it she pulled her bra up exposing her breasts. I was done we were so close I popped so hard it shot onto stomach.
“Again really?” she moaned but didn’t stop. I was really worked up and started again and she wasn’t angry that I came on her. I took a chance I reached over and started caressing her breast.
“No,” she moaned but didn’t stop me when I continued. I slipped my hand down into her shorts and moved her hand out of the way. She said, no, again but let me continue to finger her. I began to kiss her breasts. She moaned, no really no, but didn’t stop me instead she grabbed my dick and started stroking. I began to suck her breasts and she pulled harder on me.
“What if someone ……… comes in…..” she moaned. With my free hand I pulled the blanket over us.
“Ooooh yes!” she moaned into the blanket. I pulled her shorts off her and took my sweats completely off. I climbed up on her and between her legs. She still had her hand on my dick and it was resting on her pussy! I started to move her hand and she gripped harder.
“No,”she moaned, “No………” she rolled me over on my back. She reached under the blanket and pulled her shorts back on. I laid there feeling stupid as she moved her bra back into place. I started to say something when she slid down the bed and began to suck my dick. I closed my eyes and moaned. I shot into her mouth again minutes later. She spit in the trash can next to the bed and laid down again.
I tried to kiss her and she turned her head away.
“I thought you really were just trying to sleep,” she said quietly, “I thought we were past this months ago.”
“We are,” I lied, “I just got caught up in the moment.”
“Oh,” she said so quietly that I barley heard her, “We shouldn’t have done this. I’m your sister and I’m dating your best friend.”
“Yeah, I know I just hadn’t done it since you guys have been here, I thought you were asleep and I was just trying to relive tension.”
“Oh,” she said quietly again, “It wasn’t about me?”
“No.” I lied.
“Oh,” she said, “I was just caught up too. I’ve never done that in front of anyone before.”
“I have, just once, that day……”
“Oh, yeah, that day, I just thought it would be exciting to have someone watch. When I woke up and saw you I was turned on a little.”
“Yeah.” I said softly, “I saw you and got more turned on. I never saw a girl do that. I’ve never seen a live girl’s ………part, just pictures. With the blanket in the way I still really couldn’t see it”
“Oh,” she said embarrassed, “I forget you’ve never had sex.” I was taken back by the way she said it. It was like she had, had sex. But when was that? She never told me she had gone all the way and I know she hadn’t when we met at the wedding. Who had she slept with in the last six months? I thought we told each other everything. It had to be Rob. I could feel my cheeks burning with envy.
“Yeah,” I said trying to hide my thoughts, “I’ve come close twice.”
“Yeah, I didn’t think I should screw my brother. Everything else is bad enough, but we’ve been there before.”
“Oh, yeah.”
“Maybe we should just go to sleep,” She said rolling over
We had an awkward morning after that. She seemed really out of sorts. I felt like a total jerk because I had taken her down a road she didn’t want to go. Going to bed that night was really weird. We laid there in silence until I heard her sleeping softy and I rolled over and fell asleep. The next two nights were the same thing. We didn’t talk and we laid there in silence.
I woke up on the fourth night after to find Katie masturbating next to me. I woke up and she was already into it enough she had her bra pulled up and hand in her pants. Her eyes were closed and she had her back arched. At first I just sat there watching I didn’t want to move. I didn’t want her to know I was awake and stop.
“What are you waiting for……”she moaned softly. How did she know I was awake? She moaned again as I slid my hand into her shorts and she pulled the blanket up over us. I started sucking her breasts and she kissed the top of my head. She slid her hand in my sweats and started stroking me. I slid her shorts off her again under the blanket. I wanted to see her pussy this time. I really wanted to see a real one. I started moving lower kissing her stomach. I had just made it down to her waist when she pulled my head up to her face. She kissed me on the cheek and pulled my sweats off. OH MY GOD THIS IS REALLY HAPPENING! I thought to myself. I wanted this so bad. I rolled over on top of her and made it as far as my dick was in the hair above her pussy and I popped.
“Really?” she said and pushed me over onto my back.
“I’m sorry.”
“I should have expected it.” she smiled at me.
“I’m confused…….. I thought you were upset. We haven’t talked since the other day?”
“It wasn’t you,” she said turning her head away, “I broke up with Rob the day after we almost ……”
“He didn’t say anything.” I wasn’t sure where she was going with this.
“The other day just happened. Tonight I’ve just been upset and I was horny. I knew you were watching me and I know it doesn’t take much to get you going. I figured why not.”
“So this was just another in the moment thing?”
“Yeah, but when you came on me, again, I realized we were taking it to far.”
“Oh.”
“Your still up huh?” she said looking down, “I’ll help you fall asleep.” She slid down and sucked me until I was back to sleep.
The next day we talked again. She said that it was getting really weird between us. I lied and told her not to think to much about it. It was all really just in the moment stuff and after we moved we would have our own rooms. She said I was right but we really shouldn’t do it anymore. She had almost let me have sex with her and if I had popped inside her she could’ve got pregnant and how would we explain that.
I don’t know why but I asked her who she had, had sex with. She admitted that she had slept with Rob the night of the party. They had to much to drink and her boundaries came down. I was so angry inside. I wanted to kill him for getting were I wanted to be. But after they did it he stopped paying attention to her. She realized that was all he wanted from her. I really didn’t hear most of what she was saying. I was so upset she had sex with someone else.
The next 6 days things were really good with us. It was like things were before we lived together. We went to the movies, hung out and drank coffee at the book stores. We went roller blading through town, and just talked like we hadn’t in weeks. Things were so good that I thought maybe I was finally ready to give up and just be her brother. At night we were just sleeping and nothing else. I did wake up and watch her while masturbating on the third night but she didn’t wake up. I couldn’t give up cold turkey.
It was on the last night we before we moved into our new apartment and Rob through a big party. Katie went even though she didn’t want to see him. I drank a little to much that night and ended up on the couch with Abby again. We were making out really hard, I had her shirt unbuttoned right there with everyone to see. She didn’t mind as I sild my hand in her open shirt and played with her breasts. Katie came to me at about 10:00 and said that we were already supposed to be home and we needed to go. I some what reluctantly pulled away from Abby and we left.
We didn’t really talk on the way home. She drove and I tried to sober up as much as possible before walking in the door. To my surprise the parents weren’t waiting for us when we got back. We slipped in quietly and went to bed. I had drank so much I passed out rather quickly.
I woke up to Katie kissing my neck and she was completely topless already. I kissed her mouth going into full gear. She slid off my shorts and grabbed me. I still continued to kiss her enjoying the fact she was lying on me this time. I liked the feeling her breasts on my chest. She climbed up on me and dry humped me though her shorts. I shot up on her stomach after about fifteen minutes of this.
“Is it sad that I was expecting that?” she asked giggling. She slid down sucked me for another fifteen minutes until I went off again. Sliding back up to kiss me again she pulled her shorts off not wearing panties.
“I was wanting you to go off a couple of times before I took of my shorts,” she whispered in my ear, “The more empty your are the less chance for accidents.”
She pulled the blanket back up over us and rubbed herself up against me. I could feel all of her as nakedness and understood very well what she meant by accident. It felt awesome I kissed her and sucked her breasts and she rubbed on me for at least an hour before sliding down and sucking me again until I passed out.
When I woke up, not long after, she was lying there with her hand in her panties trying to get herself off.
“You want me to help you?” I asked kissing her stomach and moving lower. She lifted my head and kissed me.
“With your hand,” she moaned moving my hand to her, “If I take anything else off I’ll want to do more then let you lick me. I ……..” twenty minutes later I finally had manage to get her off completely.
“Ok,” she said as I kissed her neck, “Tonight is our last night in here together. After tonight there is no more in the moment.”
“This was another in the moment?” I asked as she pulled her shorts back on.
“You’re my brother, where did you think this was going. I told you no sex.” she said pulling her bra back on.
“I didn’t…….” I stammered, “Just the last couple weeks…….. they’ve been the best of my life……… I……..”
“Come here,” she said pulling me into a hug, “I liked you the moment we met. We both know things aren’t right for this. I’ve had fun but it needs to stop.”
“I know……. I know.”
“It needs to stop because I want to have sex with you.”
“I know…….,” My heart was breaking.
“We need to find a way to live together in the same house and not do this, I really mean it after tonight it’s over.”
“I know…….. I’m not thinking about a relationship, we just keep doing this because were in the same bed is all.” I knew it was the wrong thing to say only because it wasn’t what was in my heart. I loved her. I could never tell her that. She would never understand. I didn’t know if she could see strait through my lies.
“That’s all? Just because were in bed together?” she asked quietly.
“Yes. You’re a great girl but your right, it’s not right,” I lied, “I just can’t help it when I have a sexy girl in my bed.”
“Ok,” she turned her head away, “As long as it’s not….. anything else.”
I laid there for about a half an hour with her face turned away before I kissed neck. She didn’t stop me. She turned her head and kissed me on the mouth. We kissed passionately the whole rest of the night finally passing out only about an hour before we had to be up to start moving. We didn’t say another word to each other all night. It was understood between both of us she had said no more after tonight , so i made as much use of the night as i could.

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