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Two Sisters are better than One

Two Sisters are better than One
…..For years I had wanted to feel my sister-in- laws hot body. I’m Eric and no one knew I fantasized about slowly feeling and undressing Brenda and then having great sex with her. I enjoyed my fantasy but never made a move on her. She was a younger version of my wife Donna and had a killer body and face. A very sexy girl. She liked to wear shorts to show off her beautiful legs.
Brenda…..
…..For years I had wanted to feel Eric’s hands on me. Feeling me up and then us having glorious sex. I had watched him feel up my sister and wished it was me. I kept this to myself and just enjoyed thinking about it, making myself all horny. I never made a move on him.
….Purely by accident our legs rubbed together while playing a board game at the table one evening. I got chills. We both had on shorts and the skin to skin warm feeling got to me. I slipped up and smiled and shivered. He noticed and smiled. Our legs came back together and another rub happened. I felt the heat in my face this time as I took a drink of soda. He stretched smiling and his leg went up further on mine. The excitement of sneaking leg feels was awesome.
….. My sister and husband Don didn’t notice a thing. His leg was so warm on mine I felt my self getting wet.
Eric…
….I think this was just fate that our legs touched….but it was a welcome fate for me. She had hot legs and to feel them bare and warm was a boner maker. When she returned the second feel, my cock went crazy. I took my shirt off and tied it around my waist go hide my boner some. No one noticed…but Brenda. She stared at my bare chest and took a big breath. I sure wished she could take of that blouse and bra, so I could see her nice tits. I stared at them.
Brenda….
….Damn him, he’s teasing me. Taking off his shirt like that. I can tease too. Watch this Eric. I waited for the right time when he was looking at my tits and hubby and sis were busy. I took my hand and squeezed one tit while I looked him right in the eyes and smiled. Now, let’s see you hide your boner Eric. He took a piece of paper and wrote on it ’Brenda 1, Eric 0.’ We both smiled and rubbed legs again.
….That’s how it started. Later we passed in the hallway and we both stopped and looked in our eyes. I whispered: (“…what’s the big idea of taking of your shirt off, hiding a boner are we?”) He said back: (“…you little tit squeezer, I wanted to do that and you knew it.”) My heart was pounding as our hands came up and did a quick touch of our faces. We both huffed and puffed our breathing. I felt the start of an orgasm in my pussy. I looked down and his boner was huge as he broke to go to the bathroom.
Eric….
…..Damn…that hallway touching got me horny. I had to go and put cold water on my boner to make it go down. Now to plan to feel her more.
…..The next event was in my garage. I was under the hood when I felt hands feeling my butt. I assumed it was the wife and said: “That’s private property lady.” I didn’t even look up. Next I hear: “I’m a trespasser mister.” It was Brenda voice. I turned around and gasp at her beauty. Shorts, a tiny top and no bra. I said: “I have to frisk trespassers, lady.” I pulled her around to where we couldn’t be seen and pulled her to me tight.
…..That was our first kiss and then our hands went to the places we dreamed of. The feel of her tits and ass were awesome. She pushed her pussy into my boner hard and moaned. As I reached under her top, her hand went down my shorts to feel my boner. We both wanted to fuck right then an there. We whispered between breaths how we had wanted this for so long and when we could get alone together. We kept feeling us as we talked. Her bare hot tits were wonderful. She squeezed my boner and stroked it gently. I ran my hand down her shorts and felt the hottest, wettest pussy ever.
…..I ran my finger over her clit. She jumped and moaned as she felt the full head of my dick. I wanted so bad to lick her warm and wet clit. She spread her legs apart for me to get a finger in her pussy. She pulled down my shorts some to expose my dick. He head slowly went down my chest to my dick. Her lips found what she was looking for and began to stroke and lick the head of my dick. My fingers went in her wet pussy as she moaned quietly. Her warm and wet pussy on my fingers was taking my breath away. Her lips were going to make me cum soon when the wife’s car pulled up. Brenda headed for the bathroom in the house, as I got back under my car hood.
Brenda…..
…..Damn, that made me so damn hot, my pussy is still tingling. I finally got to suck on his nice big head. I felt so warm in my mouth. If sis hadn’t come home I could almost taste his hot cum shooting in my mouth…but I will. My pussy is so wet I better get sis’s hair dryer out and dry my shorts between my legs. My hands are trembling, I’m a mess with all this lusty excitement. Soon we’ll feel us naked and we can fuck like we want to. Damn, I’m shook up, I better wet my hair like I’m drying it…tonight I’m going to play with my pussy so good in the shower. Now to catch my breath and act normal…on the outside.
….The waiting was torture. A few leg rubs, a quick feel in the hallway, and a quick feel up in the garage were about all we got. The timing was just not right for us to get even 5 minutes of feel time in. I had dreams about Eric, and my shower masturbation was the only relief I got. When Don and I made love, I fantasized it was Eric and I. I hoped I wouldn’t say Eric’s name in my sleep. I woke up at times with a wet pussy dreaming about Eric. I eased my finger in my pussy and fantasized it was Eric’s. Don was a sound sleeper so I found I could make myself orgasm sleeping right next to him and not wake him up. I loved doing it and it took my breath away.
Eric….
…..Damn, Brenda was on my mind all the time now. Donna never knew it, but when we made love, it was Brenda I fantasized I was fucking. Feeling Donna’s tits, body and licking her pussy were all like it was Brenda. Wanking in the shower was hot to think of Brenda and I fucking.
….. When…. I wondered, will the timing be right for a long feel for Brenda and I.
We waited.
….One evening Donna had to go to bed early because of her work. Don had gone to a car show and I sat on the couch watching T.V. Brenda had stopped by to get something. We were semi-alone. The excitement built as we looked at each other. So close yet I couldn’t have her. Donna was asleep by now. I pointed to Brenda that I was going out in the garage. She smiled big and followed me out. We moved around behind the car so a surprise visit from Donna would let her see anything.
….. I opened the trunk. Our hearts were pounding away as our arms went around each other. We kissed the lips we wanted so bad. I felt her wonderful tits and she felt my boner. The heavy breathing in each others ears was a real turn on. I eased down her shorts a little. She eased down mine till my boner stuck out. She put it between her spread apart legs. It was the first time we had ever done this much. I felt the wetness of her pussy on my dick as she moved her pussy back and forth. With the trunk open and could see the door ok if Donna came out for some reason.
……Brenda was stroking me and I began to squat down. She rubbed the head of my dick all around her wet pussy. It just went in so smooth and warm. We helped it go all the way in and then the fucking began. Slow at first and then the fury in us let go and we moaned as a deep fast fuck was taking place. “Oh god hurry…I want to cum with you so bad.” Cum we did. We drove us together tight as our muffled moans squealed and I shot a mega cum in her. He pussy was alive with pulses as he came with me. She pulled my hair hard as she drove her tongue in my mouth.
…..Cum began dripping out of her pussy and onto the garage floor. She just kept fucking me hard and with a beautiful moan of pleasure. We both got so weak I had to hold us up. We broke our kisses to gasp for air. Our heads were pounding with the feelings we had waited for , for so long. I wanted to be safe and pull out, but I couldn’t, it just felt to damn good in her. She could move her pussy around my dick wonderful. Stroking it with her pussy. All became quiet but our breathing and the dripping of cum. The front of her shorts were soaked. She just didn’t seem to care as her content eyes were closed and her pussy was getting in a last squeeze.
…I sent her home in a daze we both shared.
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…..A few days later we all were back at playing our board games. We took a break and I went out the garage to mess with my car. Brenda went to refrig., to look for a snack. As she bent over she could look thru the open refrig. door crack. She did a big blink.
…..She saw her husband Don’s hand rubbing her sister Donna’s leg and Donna’s hand was between his legs rubbing him. She smiled big and said loud: “Who ate all the cookies.” She closed the refrig. door and didn’t look at them. She went out to the garage to tell me what she saw. We giggled quietly, and got in a quick feel between us.
….Now days I wave as I pass Don on the way to my house. He goes to there to ’check on something’. I go to his house to ’check on something’. The girls? ….well there’s always ‘something’ to fix in their bedrooms…we always fix it…
….real good…..

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Sylus’ Tales of Lust – Chapter 2 : Ashley & Stacey

Chapter 2 : Ashley & Stacey
Pulling even with the curb I gentle applied the brakes; my 2005 Mustang came to a stop. Shifting into neutral and pulling the parking break up, I looked over at Ashley in my passenger seat. Sitting for a moment, staring blankly at her, I tried to come up with the words I wanted to. My throat tightened, unable to pull up the words I wanted to. I suddenly blurted out the unfiltered, untactful truth.
“I came on your mom’s tits!” I startlingly let out. My hands went up to my mouth to try and cover it. Realizing what I just said. Expecting the unholy wrath to rain down on me, I braced. But instead was greeted with a smile.
“I know silly! I was there, remember!” she beamed back at me. “Wait, did you not enjoy yourself?”
“I…no….I mean…yeah…wait….what?! Did I not enjoy myself!?” I barely managed to get out, clearly doing nothing to hide my utter confusion.
“Yeah,” Ashley said as she leaned over, turning her body to me in the passenger seat. “I thought you enjoyed yourself? At least the amount of cum you shot onto her tits would say so! I know my mom certainly enjoyed herself!”
“You….Listen to yourself?! I mean you were doing….stuff with your mom! And…well I did stuff with your mom….aren’t you angry?” I asked, genuinely confused and unsure of what had happened over the last few hours.
“Sweetie, sweetie, sweetie. I’m not mad at you at all! It was my idea don’t you remember! Besides my mom and I have an understanding. Things between us have been….different for a very long time. Ever since she walked in on me masturbating when I was 16,” Ashley said with a laugh. My head was swimming and spinning as I tried to cope with what I was hearing. I guess I should be feeling elation right? I mean how hot is that? But all I could feel was guilt and reluctance.
“But, wait. So you and your mom….”
“Fuck?” Ashley butted in. Her boldness about the subject was certainly surprising, and dare I say, pretty arousing. A bulge began to build, and press against my jeans.
“Listen, I really care about you. And I know how happy you’ve made me in the past month and I certainly know how happy you know how to make a lady. I don’t mind letting you make other people happy, because I know at the end of the day you are all mine! Besides, there are a lot of ladies out there who could use what you could use what you know how to give!” she said with a laugh as she reached over and grabbed my growing dick through my pants. She gripped and tugged along the outline of all 7 inches of my cock. I leaned my head back and moaned softly before regaining my train of thought.
“Wait wait wait. Did you just tell me to fuck other girls?” I said, continuing the trend of the evening, being unable to keep tact. Which was growing harder as my dick was as well.
“As long as you don’t go falling in love with some other broad I don’t see why not. It keeps you happy, and I’m happy when you are happy. Besides, I know a few people who are chomping at the bit to get after you!” She shifted forward in her seat, giving me a look into her fabulous cleavage. My dick was now fully erect and her hand rubbing quite vigorously against my jeans.
“Oh yeah? Like who?” I let out, with my eyes closed. Letting the pleasure, and lust of the talk, her hand on my cock, and the image of her tits cloud my usual reserved cool.
“My mom said that she needed more payment for earlier today, she wants you to get on top of her and make her cum like I told her you make me cum. Oh and she told Jaclyn about it, and god knows how long it’s been since Jaclyn had sex, so she wants your cock too. Oh and Stacey. She promised to eat me out if I let her fuck you.” My eyes shot open as she finished her sentence, the real world came flooding back to me, and this fantasy was getting too real.
“You what?! How many people know about this?! This isn’t real, this is some kind of joke right?!” I said as my voice started to rise in volume. She rubbed her hand a little harder against my dick, and my body responding. Quivering, and calming.
“Calm down, calm down. There we go. This isn’t a joke; I just want to make you happy. Everything is fine; I’m fine with all of this. I want you to be too. Now come with me inside, I have a surprise for you,” Ashley said, her hand leaving my cock and opening the car door. I opened the door and followed, getting too tired to continue to protest with her. I should be happy right? I had to be the luckiest guy in the world. Why was I so nervous and paranoid about all of this? Ashley took my hand in hers and lead me up the stairs to her apartment. She gave me a few reassuring squeezes as we approached.
Her hand fumbled slightly with the keys as we approached the door. As she found the right key and placed it in the slot I heard a strange and familiar sound emanating from behind the door. I couldn’t put my finger on it, but I knew I had heard it before. Finally the key turned and the door swung open, suddenly the familiar sound became a familiar image and panic filled my brain.
I was pushed quickly into the apartment from behind, the door quickly closing and locking behind me. I would have normally been upset by this, but I was fixated on the sight in front of me.
The sound I had heard from beyond the door was familiar to me, because it was me. Well a video of me. It was a video that had been made a few weeks earlier. My erect cock stood massive on the 50 inch television in front of me as Ashley bobbed and popped it in and out of her mouth. My eyes then shot from the TV to the person watching the TV. Laying spread eagle on the couch, working her fingers in and out of a bald waiting pussy, was Ashley’s roommate. Stacey.
Stacey stood maybe 5’4”, with long black hair that could cover the tops of her nipples. Her Asian-American heritage gave her a very slight build and an obviously tight pussy, as I watched her struggle to fit 2 fingers inside of herself. She had small breasts, small B-Cups or large A’s that matched a toned athletic ass. She was a former gymnast, and still had the muscle tone to show for it. The tight smooth skin of her six-pack abs contracted now as a wave of pleasure shot over her. She moaned and shot her head back, her eyes wide open. She looked me straight in the eye, her fingers seemingly picking up the pace as she did so. At this point I was absolutely positive that I was in a coma, because all of this excitement would have surely woken me up by now.
“I want that!” she said emphatically as she rolled off the couch. I began to back up slowly towards the door as Stacey’s slender naked frame stalked closer and closer. Her eyes looked me up and down, her fingers and insides of her thighs coats with her juices.
Ashley swiftly entered my vision and moved straight to Stacey. Before I could react, ask a question, or do much of anything they were wrapped in each other’s arms. They both squealed as they did so, as two 20-something females do.
“I did know you’d be here when we got home!” Ashley said, completely ignoring the fact that we had just walked in on Stacey masturbating and her nude body was now pressed against her own.
“I’ve been home for a few hours now, just got out of the shower and thought I’d watch a little TV” Stacey responded, as they broke their hug.
“Damn girl you are looking fit!” Ashley complimented Stacey as things began to take a suggestive turn.
“I went to the gym today after you texted me your plan, had to look my best!” Stacey said, flexing her abs slightly. “I’d still trade any of this for a rack like yours sweetie. Mmm Mmm those look tasty.”
“Hold on girl, look at this ass,” Ashley said, as she leaned over and grabbed a hold of Stacey’s naked butt. Giggling it slightly in her hands. “Now this is a killer ass.”
The girls continued on like this for a few moments, playfully caressing and touching each other. My brain was starting to catch up to everything, the day’s events, Ashley and I’s conversation in the car, and what I knew was about to happen. My cock now ached and pressed hard against my tight jeans, screaming to be released. Something began to rise in me; it was dark, powerful, and primal. It was lust, but not like I had felt before. Something was about to be unleashed in me, a primal lust that I knew I would not be able to quench. If this is what Ashley wanted for me, this is what she was going to get. And just then in that moment it triggered, and I was never the same.
“Ashley,” I let out, not raising my voice, but in a very commanding tone.
“Kiss Stacey, and Stacey, feel up her tits.”
They both paused for a moment, staring blankly at me. Then turned their heads to each other and with a large smile they both obliged my orders. Ashley’s lips pressed aggressively against Stacey, as if I had just let loose some kind of beast in her as well. The small Asian girl pushed back, matching the intensity and adding her own flair as well. We of course had just interrupted what appeared to be a very intense masturbation session for her.
Stacey’s small hands made quick work of the thin dress that concealed Ashley’s bikini, that she still wore from the pool party we were at all day. Her swimsuit top followed suit shorts after as Stacey freed her tits from their prison. Groping and grabbing Stacey’s tiny hands struggled to engulf Ashley’s bust. A small moan emanated their locked mouths as Ashley spread her lips and invaded Stacey’s mouth with her tongue.
Both of Ashley’s hands found themselves on Stacey’s visible rib-cage. They dug into Stacey’s flesh leaving white marks in their wake. Ashley’s nipples were now as hard as they could be, as we’re Stacey’s. The calmative lust in the room was boiling over and ready to burst. I was the first one to crack.
“Stacey take my cock out and suck it,” I commanded, almost shocked at my own words. I was not myself, I was powerful and strong. And from the looks of it the girls were responding to it. They instantly broke apart upon my words and Stacey began to make her way to me. Dropping to her knees she moved her hands to my pants and began to remove them. Gaining even more confidence I continued my dominance.
“Ashley, take the rest of your clothes off and come help Stacey,” I said, looking her straight in the eye. She obliged without a word. The reserved guy who was arguing about the morality and rightness of all of this in the car a few minutes ago was gone. Now stood, confidence, pride, power, and lust. The only thing that mattered right now was ravishing the two naked bodies that now knelt before me. And that’s exactly what I was going to do.
My cock was now free before the two girls. All 7 inches stood erect as they stared briefly. And just as briefly as they stared they pounced. In the blink of an eye half of my cock was buried in Stacey’s mouth and my balls were engulfed by Ashley. The sudden stimulation caused me to shudder and throw my head back.
“Oh fuck,” I let out. Stacey began to quickly and clumsily bob up and down, half of my cock rapidly being worked in and out of her mouth. She was unskilled but enthusiastic. Ashley and her knowledge of my body quickly realized Stacey’s skill and moved in to help. Licking her way up my balls she trailed her tongue to the base of my cock. She kissed my shaft and wrapped her tongue around it. Slowly she kissed her way up my shaft, edging my cock slowly out of Stacey’s mouth. Stacey finally popped the head of my cock out of her little Asian mouth and let Ashley have a turn.
Ashley expertly opened her mouth and slid my cock as far as she could down my cock. A good 5 or 6 inches. She her head down on my cock before quickly darting back off and then back down again. Twirling her head and tongue as she did so, creating that euphoric feeling I had come to enjoy over the past hand full of weeks. Stacey’s small hands went for Ashley instead of me, which was quite visually stimulating. Her hands quickly grabbed on to Ashley’s bust and began to massage, desperately and longingly. Ashley let out a soft moan as she pushed her head down on my dick, the vibrations sending a chill up my body. Raising Ashley’s tits up to her mouth Stacey began to feast upon them. Sucking, licking and biting. I moaned at the sight and wish I had a camera to film this so we could watch it later like the image of Ashley sucking my cock that still filled the screen.
Ashley pushed her mouth down on my cock and held there again, my body shivering as she did so. I knew that I wouldn’t last forever with this physical and visual stimulation so I knew that I needed to get things rolling. I stepped back, pulling my cock from a disappointed Ashley. The girls both looked up at me and watched me as I walked a few feet away from them.
Lying down on the ground I looked over at them. They were awaiting their orders, which only turned me on even more.
“Ashley come here and ride my cock. Stacey, you sit on my legs behind her and hold her tits. We don’t want them slapping against her too hard.”
“But Ashley said I would get your cock!?” Stacey desperately argued, clearly wanting to be fucked immediately.
“And if I remember correctly the deal was you had to eat Ashley’s pussy raw in exchange for my dick.” Ashley gave a small chuckle as she reached me. She was enjoying this far too much. Ashley went to her knees, lining up her wet pussy with my wet cock. She teased herself, briefly rubbing the head of my dick against her clit. Trailing my head down her lips she slowly lowered her pussy down onto my cock. Ashley paused and looked me in the eye, just then a small pair of arms wrapped around Ashley as Stacey plopped herself down behind Ashley on my legs. Stacey’s head appeared next to Ashley’s as she began to plant tongue filled kisses against her neck. This combined with the fact that was now rolling Ashley’s nipples in between her fingers had Ashley shivering and twitching on my cock. Giving her a slight push with my pelvis she started to slowly ride me.
She slowly slid up my cock, the ripples in the pussy clinging onto my cock and releasing when they were stretched to their limit. My left hand found Ashley’s ass, gripping her flesh and pushing her back down onto my cock. My right hand was a little bolder as I decided to really get things moving. My long arm reached around Ashley and found the shaved pelvic area of Stacey. Before Stacey could realize whose hand was there or what was going on my thumb found her clit. Pressing hard against her clit she quivered and roughly pushed Ashley’s tits together.
“Oh god!” Stacey let out, her hands leaving Ashley’s tits and resting on her head. She bit her lip and grunted. My thumb found a hard and fast motion, quickly flicking back and forth across her engorged clit.
“Fuck, Ashley if you aren’t going to fuck that cock like it should be then I’m going to knock you off and fuck it myself!” Stacey let out, with one hand now sliding around Ashley to give her clit some love. Ashley’s hips bucked at the sensation of Stacey’s fingers on her clit. My thumb against Stacey’s clit made her rub harder against Ashley’s clit which made her fuck me faster and harder which made me rub harder on Stacey, and the so forth.
Soon Ashley was bouncing my cock in and out of her pussy as fast as she could manage, while she and Stacey continued to let out fevered moans at the treatment their clits were receiving. To keep Ashley’s tits from slapping her too hard I had one in my free hand and Stacey had the other. We both stimulated her nipples as hard and fast as we could. I could tell she was close to cumming because of the look on her face. Her eyes were shut tight and her jaw clenched. I made the move that I knew would get her over the edge and cover my cock in cum.
I removed my hand from Stacey’s pussy and moved it to Ashley’s ass. Resting my hand on her cheeks I slid my pointer finger down to her anus, pressing lightly around the opening of her ass. Not trying to finger her ass, just stimulating the thousands of nerve ends on the flesh at the opening. Moving in a circle I pressed firmly around, and she began to shake.
Ashley’s body straightened and shook as she let out a string of pleas
“Oh god don’t stop, don’t stop, don’t stop. I’m going to cum, just don’t stop,” Ashley cried. My hips thrust upward now, joining her in the motion as her body forced my cock deep into her pussy. Ashley let out another cry as her pussy clenched down on my cock. Stacey and I kept stimulating all the spots we could reach with our current amount of hands. Ashley shook again and her pussy tightened around my invading cock yet again, harder this time. She was almost panting now, but she kept riding and so we kept fucking her. Raising my hips to meet hers, sending ripples across both of our bodies when we met. She cried in pleasure.
“Cum! cum all over that cock!” Stacey egged on, now rubbing over Ashley’s clit as fast as she could. With one final thrust and one scream Ashley fell limp. Her body spent and in euphoric trance. She rolled off of my cock on to the carpet next to me, her arm resting across my chest. She looked down at Stacey and smiled.
“What are you waiting for girl?!”
Stacey wasted no time, she scooted herself forward and my cock was in her before I knew it. She definitely lived up to her heritage, she was as tight as could be, but that didn’t stop her from immediately slamming herself up and down on my cock. She rode me hard, fast and wild. Her defined abs flexed and tightened as she used them to push her body up and down. Her pussy stroked my cock short and shallow but she was already moaning and groaning loudly. She had to have been close, with the amount of clit action she had during and before we got there.
Reaching up my hands I gave her small nipples a hard tweak and cupped her tits. Squeezing them I used them as leverage to help push her up and down. Stacey tossed her hair back and forth and bounced as fast as she could. But I knew that I didn’t have all night, and I wanted to shot my load before too long.
I pulled down into my body, her torso now pressed closely into mine. Her head was now next to mine in between Ashley and I. My hands clenched her ass as I prepared myself.
“Kiss Ashley, you’re going to need something to muffle your screams,” I whispered into Stacey’s hear as my hips powerfully thrust forward. She lurched forward suddenly at the force, but was ready for the next thrust as my cock pulled out of her pussy and violently thrust back in. The two girls locked lips next to me.
My hips fired into hers rapidly and forcefully. I could hear the vibrations of the moans coming from the girls next to me. My cock pushed hard into her tight Asian pussy, it not wanting to give any ground but my cock breaking its will eventually. Letting out several grunts myself I hammered away at Stacey’s pussy, fucking her as hard and as fast as I could. Our hips slapped together as the room filled with the sound of sex, and muffled screams. I could feel her pussy getting wetter and wet as my cock now slide with easy in and out of her. My hands gripped her flesh as I gave her everything I had. My cock now slammed in and out of Stacey’s tight pussy as fast as I could, her moans grew louder and I knew that I was close to my goal. One. Two. Three. Four. Five. She didn’t make it past five. Her body stiffened as I felt her pussy tighten around me. Her mouth broke from Ashley’s as she let out a cry.
“OH YES! OH FUCKING YES!”
My hips thrust up into Stacey several more times, maintaining the same violent intensity. Her head popped up from Ashley’s head.
“Oh god yes…..oh god it’s too much. Slow down slow down slow down,” she begged. Slowing my thrusts as she wished I eventually came to a stop. Ashley lay next to me, now rising from her orgasmic coma, and Stacey laid flat against my body.
“Get up. Ashley sit up near the arm of the couch. Stacey needs to pay you, and I need to cum,” I ordered. Ashley got up and moved over the couch, sitting spread eagle facing us. Stacey peeled her body off of mine, our sweat sticking us together. Stacey slowly made her way to the couch, her legs shaking slightly. Stacey knew what I had meant and headed straight for Ashley. Lying face down on the couch Stacey buried her face into Ashley’s pussy. Lapping and licking mindlessly. Ashley’s body shivered as she grabbed hold of Stacey’s head and pulled her head in harder.
I wasn’t too far off from cumming and I knew that neither girl could take too much more stimulation, so I decided to end it quickly. I approached the couch and positioned myself above Stacey’s beautiful ass. I gave it a quick squeeze before pulling upward on her hips, lifting her ass into the air. She obliged as she continue to flick her tongue across Ashley’s clit who was now squirming and biting her lip.
I lined my cock up, and entered her from behind. All 7 inches of my dick pushed hard and fast into the deep reaches of Stacey’s pussy. She moaned into Ashley’s vagina and shook slightly, but I was no longer concerned with either girl. My cum needed to be released.
Grabbing a hold of her hips I began my thrusts. Long, deep, and fast. Not caring for anything but my own pleasure I pumped away at Stacey’s pussy beneath me. My teeth gritted as I gave a loud moan. The lust and passion building up inside of my gut and inside of my balls. Moving my hands to her ass I pulled her body into mine as I slammed down. Ashley looked up at me, she was now pinching and flicking both of her nipples as Stacey ate her out. She gave me a look of lust and wanting. She gave me a look of approval and pride. She loved this; this was the man she wanted. So she would have him.
Digging my hands into Stacey’s defined ass I thrust my dick deep into her one final time. She moaned into Ashley’s pussy, at this point she was more just moaning uncontrollably against her rather than lapping at her pussy. I pushed myself away from Stacey, my cock sliding out easily. My hand wrapped around my cock and began to slide up and down; easily I might add because of the bountiful lubrication from Stacey’s sopping pussy. Both girls knew immediately what was happening and shot up off the couch.
Ashley kneeled before me, pressing her beautiful D-Cup breasts together and jiggling them slightly. She looked me in the eyes and licked her lips. Stacey followed suit close behind, she landed next to Ashley, as she kissed her hard. Ashley’s own juices began to swap back and forth in their mouths as Stacey’s right hand found Ashley’s eager pussy yet again.
It only took a few more strokes on my cock before my load of cum was working its way out. Tossing my head back and stroking harder the first spasm of cum left the head of my cock. My cum landed on the upper portion of her left breast, missing my target of her rock hard nipples. The two girls broke their kiss and looked eagerly at the cum that had just landed on Ashley. Stacey’s head moved toward Ashley’s chest as the second burst of cum flew out and landed on her nipple.
“Fucking cover those tits!” Stacey egged on, sticking out her tongue and beginning to lap up the cum that had been spilt on Ashley’s nipple. Her tongue flicked and licked as my cum now filled her mouth. My hand stroked faster and faster, up and down on my dick, trying to coax every drop of cum I could from it. Releasing one final spasm of cum, I hit my target perfectly. A third of my jizz landed on the side of Stacey’s face as she licked and lapped at Ashley’s cummy nipple. The other two thirds were shared between Stacey’s eager tongue and Ashley’s already covered breast.
Ashley ran a hand across the top of her left boob, scooping up the cum from the first shot and bringing it to her lips. She smeared it slightly over her lips then into her mouth.
“Mmmmmm baby. You always taste so good,” Ashley said with a smile. I grinned down at her and gave my final instruction of the night.
“I think you need more, Stacey, why don’t you share what you have in your mouth.”
Stacey looked up at me, her cheek and mouth covered in my cum. She gave a small smile and quickly shot up to Ashley, wasting no time in pushing her tongue deep into Ashley’s mouth. My cum now swirled and swapped mouths in front of me as the eager girls traded it back and forth. Ashley wrapped her arms around Stacey pulling her close, rubbing the left over cum into Stacey’s small tits with her own.
I sat down on the couch nearby and watched the spectacle. My life had changed in a manner of 12 hours. I didn’t know how I should feel, but there was a growing feeling of pride. Something was different about me now; I didn’t know quite what it was. Was Ashley serious about giving me free reign over my cock? Could I really fuck any girl I wanted now? My mind quickly raced through the possibilities, jumping through the faces and bodies of the sexy females in my life. Whether it was the sexy MILF neighbor Ms. Amanda, or the big titted mother daughter pairing of Marta and Kelly. My brain quickly filled with the pornographic scenes I wished to act out. I laid my head back against the couch, plotting for a few minutes. The two girls were still kissing and groping each other, each had a finger or two in the other. The moaning filled the room once again.
I could get used to this.
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An old friend is home from college as I debate what my next course of action is

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The Bouncy Game

This is a fantasy not meant to be taken seriously. It contains elements of DDLG, incest and other “taboo” subjects. If that offends please just don’t read. Its not real its just a fantasy story. Thanks. This is a diary of a consenting adult writing a fantasy. All characters are consenting adults

My little sister

How much can a lonely brother and little sister stand before something happens. You’re about to find out.

Missy: Day One

This was my first attempt at putting my fantasies down on paper. Feedback is always welcome. Happy reading!

Ronnie’s Hot Date

Ronnie combed his hair and considered his options. His top grain brown buffed buffalo fringe leather jacket with zip out lining, 7″ fringe, snap front pockets, decorative conchos, and a handy inside chest pocket smelled warm and leathery. This was a problem for Ronnie. His top grain brown buffed buffalo fringe leather jacket gave him a boner. It was the smell and the warm damp leather feel of the jacket. The constant motion of the fringe did something to warmly tickle his scrotum.
Ronnie had been out for more than four hours in his top grain brown buffed buffalo fringe leather jacket and he’d had an erection the whole time. He knew he should call a doctor and tell them he had a stiffy for over four hours.
Ronnie didn’t had health insurance, so he did not have a doctor. He knew of a drug dealer called “Doctor James”. Dr James attended the local collage for a year and a half. Ronnie decided to give him a call.
Ronnie rang up Doctor James on his cellular telephone.
“Doctor James.” said Ronnie, “I’m calling you because I’ve had an erection for over four hours.”
“Truly I saith unto thee, wank the flank, dude yank on the tube steak until you shoot out your warm sticky baby batter cream corn. That should do it.” Offered Doctor James
“I’d do that, but I can’t now. I’m out in public shopping for a small shank titanium trombone mouthpiece.” explained Ronnie. “I prefer a 24.62mm rim diameter and a .979 inches throat. It’s a medium size Jazz mouthpiece with a shallow cup. It produces a warmer fuller sound than
most mouthpieces. It has an even response, great projection, and is a comfort to play.”
“Besides”, continued Ronnie “This is a problem whose solution is much more complicated than just slappin’ the hog. You know my top grain brown buffed buffalo fringe leather jacket with zip out lining, 7″ fringe, snap front pockets, decorative conchos, and a handy inside chest pocket?”
“Yes” replied Doctor James, “That is a fine looking jacket. Excellent sartorial pronouncement. It’s like a jelly in a cream covered in chocolate. A truffle with sleeves. A fringed fluffernutter.”
“Well, the jacket is the problem.” offered Robert. “It gives me a boner.”
“It gives you a boner?” replied a startled Doctor James. That’s one magic jacket. It’s like a warm and leathery Viagra. That would explain it.”
“Explain what?” asked Ronnie.
“Well” began Doctor James slowly, “Whenever I see you in that top grain brown buffed buffalo fringe leather jacket, I want to kneel down before you, unzip your pants, and slurp your still flaccid penis into my warm and thirsty mouth; feeling it stiffen as I wrap my arms around your hips and squeeze your manly buttocks. That’s not going to help you in your current predicament.”
“Well what would you suggest?” asked a desperate Ronnie.
Doctor James paused and took his 1 1/4″ diameter, fancy center Celtic weave solid silver snuff box out of his shirt pocket. He opened the box and took a pinch of the P?l Tabak Gawith Apricot snuff out, brought it up to his nostril and sniffed.
“What you need,” began Doctor James slowly “is some junk. Heroin. That will make you limp.”
“What do I owe you for your advice, Doctor James?” asked Ronnie
“Thou shalt truly tithe all the increase of thy seed, that the field bringeth forth year by year.” (Deuteronomy 14:22) said Doctor James.
“Cool.“ said Ronnie. He hung up, bought some heroin from a catholic priest. The priest explained the heroin kept him away from the young boys.
Ronnie shot up in the bathroom of a laundry mat. His boner was gone. Ronnie decided to write an email to a girl named Leslie he met about a month earlier at a church social.
Dear Leslie,
How are you? I am fine. I’ve been so busy lately that I’ve hardly had time to enjoy the summer. I guess it really helps keep a guy out of trouble…hahaha
Well, I noticed you at church last Sunday, but I didn’t get a chance to talk to you. You know Leslie, the good lord has blessed us all with gifts we should use to bring him honor and praise. It was obvious when I look at you that the good Lord had blessed you with a decent rack which could draw the attention of most males of the specie. A guy would want to procreate with you based on your cute face and perky breasts. A guy would attempt to engage in in harmless banal conversation, attempting to draw your interest, make you laugh, and just feel comfortable with him. In this way he would hope to gain your trust. His aim with all this cloak and dagger subterfuge would be to get you alone in a place where he could fondle your breasts and get them out of your shirt and brassiere. Once the aforementioned male got your breasts out of your brassiere, he would have an enhanced feeling of arousal and would want to put your pink upturned nipples into his mouth and suck upon them as he rubbed his rock hard penal boner into your mons deferens region. In this way, perhaps your stench trench would become sufficiently lubricated so as to allow the male’s penal boner entry into your quivering quim where he would be able to shoot a load of baby batter into your bearded clammy gash perhaps impregnating you. Perhaps we can talk about this and Jesus over coffee.
Let me know!
Signed, Ronnie
Ronnie went to purchase small shank titanium trombone mouthpiece with a 24.62mm rim diameter and a .979 inches throat. When he checked his email later, Leslie had sent him a reply. She wanted to meet the next day at a coffee shop in her neighborhood. Ronnie went home and took off His top grain brown buffed buffalo fringe leather jacket. When the junk wore off, he boner came back. Ronnie felt that this was due to his close proximity to the aforementioned top grain brown buffed buffalo fringe leather jacket. Ronnie heated up some cream corn on the stove and put it in a rubber glove. He put the rubber glove over his schwantzolla and yanked until he shot a hot jet of baby batter into the warm cream corn glove.
The next day, Leslie woke up, smiled her sunny smile took a shower and now paused and pondered the dilemma before her. She was in quite a quandary. Should she wear her incredibly lightweight small blue fashion mesh low-rise 100% nylon mesh cotton crotch elastic lace trim thong, or her imported one size fits most sexy simple and comfortable ruffle turquoise nylon/spandex thong with cotton lined crotch? She decided to call her friend Jack and ask him.
“Hello, Jack?” said Leslie
“Yes” said Jack
“I’m meeting this guy I met at a church social at a coffee shop. I just took a shower and I can’t decide if I should wear my incredibly lightweight small blue fashion mesh low-rise 100% nylon mesh cotton crotch elastic lace trim thong, or my imported one size fits most sexy simple and comfortable ruffle turquoise nylon/spandex thong with cotton lined crotch. I also want to make sure my cunt doesn’t smell like a dead old goat. I’d sure want to get the dead old goat smell out of my cockpit before I’d present it to any respectable man, and this Ronnie guy is a god fearing patriotic respectable man. I gave my honey pot a double douche but Jack; I need you to come over and sniff my cooter and tell me if it smells like a dead old goat or something of that nature. Can you come over and give it a quick sniff this morning?”
Suddenly, Jack’s mouth tasted like the Devil Satan Beelzebub himself had shot a huge load of his hot satanic baby batter out of his huge warty satanic shlong into right into Jack’s gapping wide yapper. Jack popped a couple of breath mints and experienced a powerful burst of breath cleansing action that cleansed his mouth by neutralizing the hot satanic baby batter taste. Jack could feel the power of the slippery elm, aloe vera and the natural oil of peppermint sooth and comfort the inside of his mouth.
“Sure I can come by and give your groin trout a sniff” said Jack
Later, Ronnie met Leslie at the coffee shop. They sat a window table with their lattes and talked.
“Praise Jesus I just love to fart!” exclaimed and excited Ronnie. “I have a nice wrangler ass bubble butt that looks delectably juicy in faded skintight jeans or tight and squeaky shiny and squeaky vibrating vinyl or leather pants! I love to rip ass in my tight jeans with no underwear or slide around on a vinyl seat in a bar or restaurant with my leather pants on so I can dig the vibration and sexy fart sounds that it makes. I just love to fart in my black leather pants. The way it smells with the leather gets me hot. My farts smell like eggs or broccoli! Yippie! I’d love to sit on each of your faces and let loose a loud vibrating ripper through my tight jeans! It would smell like rotten deviled eggs!”
“Oh my gosh” replied Leslie, “I’m really into sniffing and sucking in guy’s farts.” Explained Leslie, “My older brother and his friends used to sit on my face and fart when I was a kid. Now, I dig it when guys sit on my face and fart or I’ll rim their asshole while they fart. When I rim them I suck the fart into my lungs and I also put my nose in their asshole when they fart and sniff in all that lovely goodness. I dated one guy who would have me sit under a rim seat while he watched TV and drank cheap beer and he’d fart for HOURS…really, he could fart anytime, anywhere, non-stop. It was amazing and it still gives me a wet beaver just thinking about it. Several times I’ve cum without touching myself when guys have been farting in my face. That’s always the best orgasm I have. Wish I could meet more guys who would be into farting in a good Christian lady’s face for whatever reason.”
Ronnie nervously played with the , 7″ fringe on his top grain brown buffed buffalo fringe leather jacket. He had a huge boner.
“By the way, I have huge nipples.” continued Leslie. “There’s only one kind of regular bra I can wear that I like that covers my nipples well. It’s not like my tits are really big, I’m just average, but my nipples are huge.” Leslie went on, gently shrugging her shoulders, pushing her breasts together. “Like it’s asking too much for a bra to cover my nipples. It‘s the cross I bear through this short life.”
“I see” replied a befuddled Ronnie.
Leslie was intrigued by this handsome man in the top grain brown buffed buffalo fringe leather jacket with zip out lining, 7” fringe, snap front pockets, decorative conchos, and a handy inside chest pocket that smelled warm and leathery. She wondered what it would be like sucking his tube steak. She knew it wouldn’t be like driving to Cleveland. She knew it wouldn’t be like smelling pork chops cooking in Chicago. She knew it wouldn’t be like playing the trombone in a top hat. She knew it wouldn’t be like smoking a clove cigarette. She knew it wouldn’t be like eating a cheese omelet. She knew it wouldn’t be like listening to the Grateful Dead on LSD-25.
“Oh my gosh golly goodness!” Said Leslie, “You’re so passionate and romantic. Call ME a romantic, but I was just wondering what it would be like to suck on your man sausage.”
They left the coffee shop and went to the Leslie’s apartment. At this point, Ronnie’s trivial banter had succeeded in gaining Leslie’s confidence, her curiosity, her trust so that Leslie compromised herself in a way which enabled Ronnie to have access to her bared huge nippled breasts. The sight of Leslie’s large nipples enhanced Ronnie already aroused state in such a way as to make his incredibly rock hard penis even harder. At that time, Ronnie fondled and sucked Leslie’s average sized huge nippled fun sacks as he touched her upper thighs and teased her. Leslie became sexually aroused enough so that she was willing to allow Ronnie to insert his rigid rod into her hot wet quivering quim. She assumed the doggie position. Ronnie decided to ram his sperm nozzle up Leslie’s chocolate starfish instead and pump her rump for a bit until he couldn’t help but shoot a huge wad of spermy jizz ejaculate in Leslie’s cornhole. In that way, Ronnie could be sure that he wouldn’t impregnate Leslie, even though he knew an infant born of this encounter would obtain ample nourishment from Leslie’s big nipple fun bags. He didn’t want the responsibility that bringing a child into the world would bring, so he fucked Leslie up her poop chute while she wore her big nipple brassiere.
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Rebuilding the Union

ok so im going to try an fantasy story that builds up the characters and has a little less sex its preety long so try to do it in chapters to cut it down some.

Missy: Day Six

I’m so glad you’re all enjoying Missy and her adventures. I love hearing from you! Happy reading.

Nymphomania Part 1

I was walking along on the first day of college, on my way to my dorm, when I was grabbed from behind. I felt a sharp pain and that’s the last thing I remember.

A Duet upon a Balcony

My first story- This is a story written with a friend of mine over texting. The view changes from the male perspective to the female as we each did a section.

Jakob & Jessie: The Next Generation-3

Chapter 1
Jamie and Jordan quickly settled into a routine—classes in the morning, lunch at the student union, then either home for sex before studying or stay at the university while Jordan had a lab. They both came to savor the times they spent together making love. They had always enjoyed each other—loved the way they made each other feel, in fact—but this was different. Both Jordan and Jamie had skated through high school. Yes, they had to study but there was no stress—no concern for grades. However, in college there was much more competition and, as both wanted superior grades, there was much more stress. They found early on that nothing dissolved stress better than hot sweaty sex resulting in a searing orgasm. So virtually every afternoon or evening they worked doubly hard to help get the other off big time. They wound up panting and dripping with sweat almost every day. As a result they changed their sheets often. They also showered several times each day—it was necessary to remove the encrusted cum and pussy juice which constantly coated their abdomens, legs, and in some cases faces, breasts, and even backs.
One Thursday afternoon found Jamie in a real funk. Jordan noticed she was really quiet, avoiding conversation, on the short drive home. “OK, Jamie,” he began, “what’s the problem?”
“I don’t want to talk about it.”
“If I remember correctly, that’s just about what I said a long time ago, and what did you say to me?” Jamie smiled, but only a little. “Well,” Jordan continued, ”what did you say to me? Come on.”
“I can’t help you if you don’t tell me.”
“Right, and don’t you think that goes just as much for you as it does for me? If we’re going to live together for the rest of our lives we have to confide in each other and have confidence in each other, don’t we?”
“You’re right,” Jamie admitted but she went no further. Jordan figured he’d wait her out. Eventually she would tell him, and, of course, she did. “I’m worried about our future here. If we are open about being in love with each other someone from our high school class is going to take it home with them and then Mom and Dad are sure to find out, and if we don’t I’m going to get a lot of unwanted attention from the boys here. We can’t win.”
“I wouldn’t worry too much about it. We knew we would face this when we came to school here and we’ll figure out some way to deal with it. Just be patient. You’ll see—it’ll work out.”
“God, I hope you’re right. But right now….”
“I know…me too.” Jordan rose and led her to the bedroom. He turned once there and bent to kiss her. “Let me take care of you today. I think you need something special.” He began to undress Jamie, very slowly letting her garments drop into a pile on the floor. He started with her blouse—one tantalizing button at a time, caressing her shoulders lovingly as he bared them, kissing her neck and running his lips and tongue over her skin as he did. Then he unclasped her bra, taking plenty of time to cup, rub, and massage each heavy globe with his hands. He kissed and licked all over each glorious mammary, ending at each nipple where he suckled gently. He moved down to Jamie’s stomach kissing his way and licking her navel, tickling her as he did. As he moved down he pulled Jamie’s skirt from her body. He was startled to find she was wearing no panties. Looking up, he queried his sister. “I knew you’d want to take care of me,” she said, so quietly she could barely be heard. “I wanted to make it a bit easier for you.” Jordan moved her to the bed, knowing that when he licked her cunt she would more than likely become weak legged and fall. Leading with his tongue he flicked at her clitoris eliciting a moan of pleasure. He lowered his head taking his time to kiss and suck her pussy. Jordan started at her puckered hole, repeatedly slurping up her labia removing every tasty droplet of her nectar only to see them replaced by more and more as Jamie was gushing pussy juice. Jordan drank so much it was hard to tell who was servicing whom. Jordan dipped two fingers into her cunt, rubbing her G-spot vigorously. Jamie almost complained when he withdrew them but he switched hands putting the wet ones into her ass and replacing them with two from his other hand. He alternated thrusts driving Jamie wild, screaming in her ecstasy. When she couldn’t stand any more he sucked her hard swollen clit into his mouth, nibbling as he did. Jamie shook wildly, thrashing around the bed; she was physically drained, her hair stringy from the sweat that enveloped her body. When Jordan rose to join her she threw her arms around him with what little energy she had remaining and kissed him with all the passion she possessed. “Thank you, Jordan…you have no idea…how much I needed that. I feel better already.” They snuggled together, kissing and caressing each other until it was time to prepare dinner. They studied all evening until it was time for bed.
Jordan had convinced Jamie that everything would work out fine; if only he had convinced himself he would feel better, but he would never let Jamie know of his misgivings.
Chapter 2
They spoke with their parents on the phone every week but got the impression something was amiss. They speculated what it might be. Could their parents be getting a divorce? No—that was ridiculous. Did someone tell them about Jamie’s and Jordan’s true relationship? That didn’t make sense either—their parents would come to campus instead of calling if they knew. They found the situation frustrating until about ten weeks into the semester when they got their customary Saturday phone call. “Jamie, Jordan, I have some important news for you,” their mother began. “Actually, there’s two pieces of news. First, you’re going to have a new brother or sister—I’m pregnant! And second, your dad is being promoted. We’ll have to move to Colorado where he’ll take over the regional office, so I don’t think we’ll be able to see you during the semester, but think how much fun Christmas will be—snow, sledding, and maybe even skiing.” Jamie and Jordan were shocked, but looking at each other they both realized that this was the answer to their prayers. Their parents would be two thousand miles away—far enough that they needn’t worry about being exposed. “Are you two still there?” Jessie continued.
“Yeah, Mom, we’re shocked but thrilled for both you and Dad. When are you moving and when are you having the baby?”
“Dad will move in two weeks and I’ll follow about a week later after I’ve supervised the movers. His company will have all our stuff packed and moved and unpacked again once we’re there. All we have to do is fly there and find a new house. The baby will come in about six months—just about when you’ll be coming home for Spring Break.”
“Oh, Mom, that’s great,” Jordan chimed in, “It’s wonderful for you and Dad.” They ended the conversation elated. They hugged and jumped up and down in their living room. Had anyone been near they would no doubt have thought them bewitched or insane—maybe even both.
The following Monday they walked onto campus like lovers, holding hands and holding each other close. When they separated Jamie grabbed Jordan by the head and kissed him on the lips, a long lingering and extremely hot kiss. A girl she knew from her French class asked incredulously, “Isn’t that your brother?” Jamie replied directly, “Yes it is, why?” The girl was so taken aback she didn’t know what to say so she just turned and walked away dumbfounded. The State University is a big place—really, really big with more than 27,000 students so as it turned out, Jamie and Jordan had no reason to be concerned. They rarely met someone they knew from High School and now that their parents were moving, who cared?
Jamie and Jordan did well on their mid-terms and even better on their final exams. Jordan finished the semester with a 4.0 grade point average and Jamie had a 3.6. Both had made Dean’s List. As they prepared to go home for the holidays it was obvious that Jamie was apprehensive. “What’s the problem, Jamie?” Jordan asked.
“I’m just concerned about how things are going to be at our new home. We’re so open with each other here. We’re going to have to be really careful at home now—what we say, how we act, how we react to each other. Plus, we’re going to a house we don’t even know. What are we going to do if our bedrooms are right next to Mom and Dad’s?”
“Simple,” Jordan replied. ”We’re going to have to wait until we return. By then we’ll both be so horny we’ll probably fuck each other silly on the plane, get arrested by the Feds, and spend the rest of our lives servicing our fellow inmates.” Jamie was not amused. “I don’t think I can go for a whole three weeks without you.”
“Don’t worry, we’ll find a way to get away. Maybe we’ll go skiing. We know Mom’s not going, not in her condition and Dad will be at work. If we go for a couple of days, we’ll be fine. We can learn to ski during the morning and fuck all afternoon and evening.” Jamie’s eyes brightened; her brother always had wonderful ideas. They finished packing and left for the airport. Their flight left at nine p.m.—they picked it deliberately thinking they would be able to play around with each other while the plane was dark and everyone else was sleeping. They had window and aisle seats. Jordan stood aside so Jamie could sit by the window, but she pushed him ahead of her. Jamie had plans for Jordan remembering how he had taken care of her when she was so down. This was her chance to really repay him, but he had to sit by the window for it to work. Jordan threw the flimsy airline blanket onto the floor but Jamie retrieved it. “You’re going to need this,” she told her brother. Jordan gave her a confused look but assumed Jamie knew what she was doing—she usually did. There was a beverage service about an hour into the flight and then the lights were dimmed. Jamie spread his blanket over Jordan’s lap. Jordan was aghast when he realized Jamie’s intent; Jamie smiled devilishly. Jordan could feel her agile hands open his belt and jeans. He felt rather than heard his zipper going down. Jamie took no time removing Jordan’s large cock from his boxers. She stroked it lovingly while she looked into Jordan’s eyes mouthing “I love you.” Jordan closed his eyes, blocking out all stimuli except the sensation of Jamie’s hand moving up and down his hard erection. Because he couldn’t see he was startled to feel her tongue sliding up and down his shaft and all around the head. He almost choked in response. When he looked down he could see the outline of Jamie’s head under the blanket; she was holding it still so it wasn’t so obvious that she was sucking him. He felt a condom as it was rolled down his erection followed by Jamie actively stroking him as her hands gripped him tightly. He shuddered as his orgasm came much sooner than usual probably due to his nervousness and fear of being caught. When he was done Jamie reappeared, secured some paper towels from her purse, removed the condom, and cleaned his deflating cock. She put the towel containing the condom and wrapper into her purse, intent on disposing it when the flight attendant collected trash near the end of the flight. Jordan was sated, but he wanted to reply in kind. He moved the blanket onto Jamie’s lap. When she looked startled Jordan merely smiled, whispering in her ear, “What’s good for the gander is good for the goose.”
“That’s not how it goes,” she teased him. In response, Jordan opened her slacks and inserted his hand under the lip of her panties. Jamie tensed as his hand brushed against her labia. He searched for and found her tunnel, inserting a finger repeatedly until she was soaking wet. He rubbed her hot juices all over her pussy concentrating on her clitoris. He rubbed her in small circles, feeling her button swell under his touch. Jamie arched her back and spread her legs, punctuating the movement with a loud gasp. Fortunately, it attracted no attention from the nearby passengers. She jammed her hand over her mouth to ensure her silence as Jordan rapidly brought her to a terrific climax. Jamie shook in her seat until Jordan relented and removed his hand, licking one of his fingers before offering the other to Jamie. She sucked every tangy drop lovingly before she refastened her slacks then leaned across the seat to give Jordan a hot wet kiss. She pulled the blanket up and fell asleep. Jordan closed his eyes but didn’t sleep, wondering what he was going to do about his impulsive sister. “Oh, well,” he thought, “that’s probably why I love her so much.”
Chapter 3
They retrieved their bags and stepped out into the lobby to find their father waiting for them, a smile on his face. He hugged and kissed Jamie, and hugged Jordan before they left for their car. Jordan noticed they had a new car, a Chrysler 300, and asked his dad about it. “Company car,” Jakob replied. “It comes with the job, even though I do less driving in this job than I did in the other one. You’ll like Denver. We live about twenty-five miles from the city center. You can drive in pretty easily or take the train. The station is only about ten minutes from our house.”
“Tell us about the house, Dad,” said Jordan, showing his normal inquisitive nature, although Jamie saw right through him. He wanted to know if they’d be able to fuck in the house or have to make other arrangements.
“It’s a big ranch, like our last house but it has a second floor…you know…an attic that was finished off with two bedrooms and a bath by the previous owner. That’s where we’ll put you two. You’ll both have some privacy there and, besides, I’m using one of the downstairs rooms for a home office and we’re getting the other prepared for your soon-to-arrive sister. Oops, I wasn’t supposed to tell you that. Your mother is going to be upset.”
“Don’t worry, Daddy,” Jamie told him. “We’ll act surprised, won’t we, Jordan?”
“Yeah, Dad, you can count on us.”
They drove around the city toward their house. Jamie and Jordan were amazed at all the snow. They had only seen snow twice in their lives, and even then it was only an inch or less. Now, here in Colorado, there seemed to be a foot or more in most places and it was only the second week in December. “What would happen by February?” they both thought. After almost an hour they pulled into the driveway. It was just as Jakob had described. It was an “L” shaped ranch with the main part of the house facing the street. Perpendicular was the two-car garage on the first floor and windows and dormers on the second indicating the presence of several rooms—their rooms. They would be well separated from their parents. Sitting in the back seat, Jamie looked at Jordan mouthing, “Yeah!” as she raised her hands for a small fist-pump. Jordan gave no response afraid his father would see and wonder what was going on. They sprang from the car, running up to the door. Jessie opened it just as they reached the steps. After hugs and kisses they retrieved their bags and were shown to their rooms. They were perfect-small, but with plenty of windows and skylights, the ceiling following the angles of the roof rising from approximately four feet of vertical wall. All of their furniture from their old house was here, exactly as it had been. Jamie and Jordan returned to the family room and asked for a tour of the house. The bedrooms were at the other end of the house; their rooms were closest to the kitchen and dining rooms. They would definitely fuck tonight—and almost every other night while they were here. Unseen by her parents, Jamie reached forward to stroke Jordan’s butt just to let him know what was coming. They retired shortly; even though it was only 10:30, their bodies were still on Eastern Time—two hours later.
They showered and met in Jordan’s room, still being careful that their mother not find any semen on her sheets. Jordan lay on his bed, his erection pointing skyward, inviting Jamie to mount him. She straddled his hips and grabbing his cock she rubbed it up and down her slit, moistening it (and herself) in the process, before rubbing her clit with his tip. Satisfied, she pushed it to the entrance of her tight tunnel, eagerly anticipating her daily fucking. “Don’t forget,” Jordan reminded her, “you need to be silent, no matter how hard it is. We’re not home in our cottage where we can scream to our heart’s content.” Jamie nodded her assent as she slid down his pole. Silently, she mouthed, “Oh, fuck, you’re so big tonight and so hard.” Jordan smiled back at her as he thrust deeply into her tight cunt. Jamie leaned forward resting her hands on Jordan’s chest as she slowly ground her clit into him. Jamie liked to take it slow sometimes, the better to savor the wonders of having her brother deep within her.
Gradually the heat built within her as she neared orgasm and as it did she increased the pace of her movements, grinding her clit forcefully into her brother. Jordan kept up with her, for his orgasm was echoing hers. Many couples never have simultaneous orgasms. Not so with Jamie and Jordan. Rarely were they more than a few seconds apart, so attuned were they to each other. Suddenly, Jamie arched her back and, had they been in their cottage she would have screamed at the top of her lungs. Instead she was silent, expressing her joy with her facial expressions. Jordan had held back for Jamie and now he too exploded, forcing his semen into her uterus with each dramatic thrust. Drained, they fell together, lying in each other’s arms for many minutes as Jamie’s pussy leaked cum. Jamie fell asleep and Jordan let her until he was no longer able to stay awake. Then he roused her and shooed her back to her room. Reluctantly, Jamie left; she was unaccustomed to sleeping alone and she didn’t like it. Regretfully, she had no choice. She slipped across the hall totally naked, unaware of the eyes that observed her from the bottom of the stairs.
Chapter 4
When they awoke the following morning they found that it had snowed overnight leaving almost five inches of white powder over the lawn, sidewalk, and driveway. During breakfast Jordan skimmed the manual for Jakob’s new snow blower. Certain he knew how to run it he headed to the garage. “Hold it,” Jessie yelled. “I planned to give these to you for Christmas but I think you’re going to need them now.” She held out down ski jackets for Jordan and Jamie. Jordan took his thanking his mother and left to tackle the job ahead of him. Once he was gone Jessie sat at the table with Jamie. “How’s Jordan?” she asked.
“Why didn’t you ask him when he was in here, Mom?” Jamie replied.
“That’s not what I meant. I wanted to know from you, how was Jordan last night?” Jamie reddened, both embarrassed and upset that her mother apparently knew their secret. “How…?”
“That’s easy Dear, I’ve known about you two for years. I know you were careful, but when you do the laundry you find out a lot about what is going on. Semen on your underwear and nighties was a dead giveaway. It obviously wasn’t any of those boys you dated. I assume you’ve continued to be intimate at school. Isn’t that why you wanted to go to college together?”
“Partly,” Jamie told her mom. “The sex is a big part of it but our relationship is much more than that. We love each other. No…what I really mean is that we are IN LOVE with each other and we have been since before we became lovers way back in Middle School. We want to be together forever.”
“How are you going to do that? You can’t get married. And what about children? Don’t you want a family?”
“Yes, I do, but given the choice between a family and Jordan I’m choosing Jordan every time. I’m sure Jordan will figure it all out. He always does. Uhh…you don’t seem too upset, Mom.”
“What am I going to do? You’re almost adults now and you should be able to make your own decisions, even if I disagree with them. If I forbade you to continue with Jordan what would you do?”
“I couldn’t live without Jordan, Mom. Giving him up would kill me and I know Jordan feels the same way. Does Dad know?”
“No, I haven’t found the way to tell him yet, and I don’t know if I ever could. He’s very traditional, you know.”
“Well, please don’t tell him. Jordan and I will when we’re ready—during our last year at school.”
“You know, Jamie, you never did answer my question—how is Jordan?”
“Oh, Mom, he’s incredible–everything a woman could hope for in a lover…or a husband. He is the most considerate…patient…loving…tender…he is just wonderful, not to mention the smartest person I’ve ever met. Of all the times we’ve made love he has never once put himself ahead of me and I always try to do the same for him.”
“May I ask how many times you’ve…been intimate?”
“I don’t know the exact number, but well over a thousand I would think– we’ve been doing it every day since I was in eighth grade and Jordan was in sixth—sometimes more than once a day, well, usually more than once a day. We love doing it. We can’t get enough of each other and we know we’re always there for each other. Jordan picks me up and I try to do the same for him, although it seems he does it for me much more often than the other way around.”
“Well, I hope it works out for you. I really do.”
Chapter 5
That night when Jamie slipped into Jordan’s room she sat on the bed hunched over and looking down rather than jump into it with him. “What’s up, Jamie?”
“Mom knows.”
“You mean about us?”
“Yes, we had a long talk after breakfast when you went out to clear the snow. She asked me how you were last night?”
“What did you tell her?”
“That you were fantastic, as always. She’s known about us for years but she hasn’t told Dad. I don’t think she knows how.”
“So, what do we do?”
“I don’t think we have to do anything. She understands we have to make our own decisions even if she disagrees with them.”
“Well, if that’s the case let’s go to your bed. I hate using this tiny bed.” He led Jamie across the hall. This time nobody was watching. More than anything else they wanted to hold each other. They loved feeling each other’s skin, but holding each other always ramped up their internal heat and desire. Soon they were groping each other—Jordan rubbing her breasts and fingering her pussy; Jamie rubbing his balls and gently stroking his growing erection—and kissing with great passion . He started flaccid but as soon as he touched Jamie’s soft luxurious skin his cock couldn’t help but grow, and grow quickly it did. Rarely had Jordan experienced such an erection—long, thick, and hard as oak. Jamie grinned in her appreciation of the pleasure she was sure to derive from it. Jamie leaned down to service him with her mouth but Jordan pulled her legs over his head so he could return the favor. Jamie swallowed him in a single gulp, using her tongue to press on his shaft as she did. Jordan sucked her pussy into his mouth before tongue fucking her with gusto. In only a few seconds they were going at it with abandon.
They almost forgot their surroundings until Jamie Jumped up holding her finger in front of her mouth in the well known signal for silence. Jordan grabbed her by the waist, twisting her body onto the bed. He lifted her legs driving his cock deep into her hot tight cunt. Jamie loved fucking this way—Jordan always hit her G-spot with every massive thrust of his magnificent cock. Using her vaginal muscles she squeezed Jordan’s cock, hoping to increase his pleasure. They rocked together faster and faster and faster; they both tensed as their orgasms struck. Jordan was the first to move, thrusting what seemed like quarts of sticky white cum into his sister. As usual they fell together, holding each other, kissing, and professing their undying love for each other. This time they fell asleep together knowing that their father would be off to work long before they were expected to rise in the morning.
Jessie had breakfast ready for them when they went downstairs in the morning. Sitting with them she asked Jordan, “Well, Jordan, did you do it again last night?”
“Mom, we do it every night,” Jordan replied, “We love each other. Didn’t Jamie tell you?”
“Yes, she did, but I wanted to hear it from you. Are you sure this is what you want in life?”
“Yes, Mom, I’ve loved Jamie forever and I’ve wanted to be with her forever. There is nobody who could compare to her. She’s beautiful, smart, loving, understanding and just about every other fantastic attribute rolled into one wonderful person.” Jamie leaned across the table to kiss Jordan. It seemed strange to kiss him in front of their mother, but she didn’t care. All she lived for was Jordan. When she broke the kiss she spoke to Jessie, “Mom, I’ve been thinking–Mandy says she is just like her mother, but she’s really, really wild. I don’t think there’s anything she won’t do. But you always seem so straight and conservative. I have trouble seeing you in that kind of relationship.” When Jessie stopped laughing she had to wipe the tears from her eyes. “Jamie… Jordan… I haven’t always been like this—it’s the price of being a responsible parent. I think it’s time I told you how I captured your father. Your dad wasn’t very popular in high school. He lived on Grandpa’s farm and he just didn’t have much in common with the other students. But my mother told me something about men—still waters run deep—and the only person I could think of who fit that description was your father. We were on our senior trip when I decided to act. I got on the bus late knowing that nobody would sit with him. We were only on the bus about a half hour when I saw he had a huge erection, I think from sneaking some looks at my body. When I pointed it out to him he blushed so much—it was really cute. I came up with some lame excuse to jerk him off and I swallowed all his….”
“In the bus?” Jamie exclaimed.
“Yes, in the bus. Your father was mortified and later I borrowed his jacket, put it over my lap and removed my shorts and panties. Then I had him masturbate me.”
“Mom!” It was Jordan this time. “Yes, I know it was brazen and slutty but I had to get his attention. We were both virgins, if you can believe that! I explained why I did it. I rarely dated because all boys wanted to do was grab my boobs. I wanted something more. When we got to the hotel in Orlando Jakob carried my bag to my room and then he was going to leave but I made him stop, come back and fuck me. I know how you two feel—it was fantastic. By the time we went home we were engaged.”
“Mom, four days and you got engaged?”
“You have to realize that we knew each other for twelve years—all through school. Jakob was too shy to ask me out so I had to take the first step. When we went to State I met Sandy at the Freshman Mixer and we had a lot of fun together. Yes, she did have her first anal through your father, but after a few months she found some sophomore to take care of her. Mandy will do the same if she hasn’t already.”
Jamie cleared her throat. “I’m not so sure of that Mom. She must have had a dozen lovers but she keeps coming back to Jordan, says all the others can’t compare, and all she ever wants is anal. I think I created a monster.” They all laughed.
Chapter 6
Jessie suggested they go skiing. “It’ll be good for you to be alone again for a few days. Now that we’ve spoken about your relationship I can understand what you see in each other. I still don’t know that I approve but I’m more accepting.”
Jordan and Jamie hugged their mother. “Thanks, Mom, you can’t know what a relief it is not to have to sneak around and worry about our secret,” Jordan told her. “Don’t worry about us. I’m sure it will work out. I’m thinking of a solution.”
“What, Jordan?” Jamie wanted to know.
“I’m not sure yet so let’s just wait until I know it will work. Then I’ll tell you all about it, OK?”
Jessie made arrangements for them to visit a nearby ski resort, booking them a single room with two double beds, just in case Jakob asked her about the sleeping arrangements. She didn’t want to lie to her husband. They left on a Tuesday and drove for three hours, arriving just after noon. They were shown to their room on the second floor of the lodge which was modeled after a Swiss chalet. The walls were all paneled in real pine and they had a fireplace and a balcony that looked over the valley. It was a beautiful view for them, unaccustomed as they were with snow. They rented skis and boots along with goggles and gloves. All they needed now were some lessons so they didn’t kill themselves. They joined a beginner’s class, feeling out of place with the eight to ten year olds who seemed to predominate but they picked up the rudiments like turning and snowplowing to stop. After an hour they were able to try out the “bunny hill.” The slope was gradual and there were few turns and even those were easy to negotiate. They laughed all the way down—twice—before Jamie challenged Jordan to a race. “What are the stakes, Jamie?” Jordan asked.
“How about loser has to be sex slave for the winner tonight?”
“You’re on,” Jordan laughingly answered, “I almost hope I lose, but I’m not going to.”
“Oh, yeah?” yelled Jamie as she pushed off, getting an unfair head start on Jordan. Frantically, she raced down the mountain turning occasionally to check on Jordan behind her. One of those turns proved to be her downfall as her skis crossed and she fell only 100 meters from the finish line. Jordan slowed but didn’t stop as he passed her. “I’m already thinking of ways to use you. Ha ha ha!” He finished just as Jamie, unfamiliar with the process of getting back to her feet with long skis on her feet, finally managed to stand. It was hard to determine who was smiling more when they reunited and turned in their skis for the night.
They returned to their room, stripped each other of their warm clothes and drew a hot bath in the oversized Jacuzzi in their bathroom. Jordan sat first and Jamie lowered herself just in front of him, her back leaning against his chest. She brought his hands around her body, resting them on her firm smooth breasts. As he massaged her Jamie asked, “What are you thinking about, Jordan—you know, about our future? Can’t you tell me?”
“I’m not sure yet how to work it out but suppose we got married.”
“But, how—we’re brother and sister.”
‘Yeah, I know that and you know that but strangers wouldn’t, especially if a state will permit cousins to marry. How’d you like to become my cousin?”
“What do we have to do, Jordan? I’ll do anything.”
“I think it’ll work if you change the address on your license. With different addresses you could easily be my cousin. It would be difficult, if not impossible, with the same address as me. You can use our electric bill at the cottage as proof of residency; it’s in your name. I already checked that out online. As cousins it’ll be a cinch to get married. We can’t do it in our state—it’s illegal– so we’ll have to go to another—one that allows cousins to marry.”
But…do any states allow that?
More than you would believe—Virginia, Maryland, South Carolina, Tennessee, Georgia, for example in our area alone. In most states you don’t even have to be a resident. You just have to meet age requirements, have ID, like a driver’s license or, maybe Social Security. We won’t have any trouble going to another state, getting our license and even getting married.”
Jamie jumped up, splashing water all over the floor, turned around and threw her arms around Jordan’s neck, kissing him madly. “Oh Jordan, you are such a genius. Imagine—us married! Uhh…you know you haven’t even asked me yet. Maybe I’ll say no.”
“You do and I’ll never fuck you again. Maybe I’ll take up with Mandy Nichols.” They laughed hysterically but stopped suddenly when they gazed into each other’s eyes. “I love you,” Jamie told him.
“I know,” Jordan replied, not yet ready to stop laughing.
“Master,” Jamie interrupted, suddenly serious. “I’m ready to serve you. May I suck your beautiful cock?”
“Slave, perhaps I should mention that it’s underwater at the moment.”
“Master, you don’t think that will stop me, do you?” She held her breath as she went down on him, bobbing her head up and down in the hot water. Jordan enjoyed it immensely–Jamie’s mouth was even hotter than the water–but he worried about Jamie so he stopped her after about a minute. “I’d rather have you sit on my cock.”
“Do you wish for my vagina or for my anus, Master?” Ultimately, he left it up to Jamie so she decided on both. She mounted him in reverse cowgirl so she could fuck him while he fingered and loosened her ass. She rocked slowly so as not to spill the water all over the floor, besides she didn’t want him to cum until he was in her ass. “Once we’re married do you think we’ll be able to have children?”
“I don’t know, Jamie. I’m going to have to study that a while. I’ll bet we can find some experts at the Med School to advise us. Did you have to ask this just now?” Jordan groaned his satisfaction with what Jamie was doing to him and for him. “Jamie, can we get out of here and into the bed so I can fuck you properly?”
“You’re the Master. Let’s go.” She stood up, the suction of her cunt lifting Jordan several inches before he popped out of her. They dried each other carefully and donned thick soft robes provided by the lodge. Jordan carried her to the beds. “Which is yours and which is mine?” Jamie laughed. “Whichever is yours is going to be mine, too.” She turned his head with her free hand kissing him tenderly, her tongue teasing his. When he placed her onto the bed she pulled him over her, almost rolling them off. She reached into his robe, finding his still rock hard cock with her hand. She stroked him gently making him harder and hotter. She pushed him onto his back before straddling his cock. Just before lowering herself she reached to the nightstand for a tube of lube. Spreading it all over the huge erection she lowered herself to force him into her forbidden hole. Her ass was tight; what ass isn’t? But her patience and the constant pressure eventually forced him into her. They both sighed with relief at completing the most difficult part of the task. Now they were free to enjoy each other. Jamie rocked forward and back as her sphincter squeezed Jordan’s cock. Meanwhile the nerve endings in her butt were working Jamie to what she knew would be some fantastic orgasm once Jordan touched her clit. “Oh, Master, I need to cum so badly. Please help me,” Jamie begged. Jordan responded by reaching between her legs with both hands. He stuck two fingers into her wet hot cunt, pumping her furiously while, with the other hand, he rubbed tiny circles over her swollen hard clit. Only seconds after touching that magic button Jamie experienced spasms racing through her body. Her orgasm was like a series of electric shocks jolting her non-stop. She was about thirty seconds into it when Jordan thrust upward hard and fast forcing rivers and rivers of cum into her bowel. Jamie fell onto Jordan’s chest, his cock still trapped in her ass. He held her there until he softened and popped out of her; the gape remaining allowed most of his semen to leak out of her, completely soaking the bed. Fortunately, they still had the other bed for sleeping.
Chapter 7
They returned to school with their secret intact and with a plan to be with each other forever. Jordan promised to research both their problems and he always kept his promises. He had the plan for them to marry intact by the end of the semester. The other would have to wait until they were seniors. Their school years passed quickly—too quickly—to their parents, but not quickly enough for them. Jessie had her baby girl—Jenna. They were able to spend time with her during the summers and other school breaks but the age difference and that they attended college two thousand miles away meant that they hardly knew their baby sister.
Early in their senior year Jordan took a trip to the Medical School, seeking advice from one of the nation’s leading geneticists, Dr. Erwin Adler. Jordan asked about the chances that two relatives would have a normal child. “You mean first cousins?” the doctor asked.
“No, closer than that—siblings.”
“Is this you and your sibling we’re talking about?”
Jordan explained and then listened to a lecture on genetics and genomes and probability. Then he made an appointment for Jamie and himself to be tested. The following Wednesday afternoon, when they had no classes, Jamie was expecting some hot sex but Jordan turned away from their cottage. He explained where they were going and why. They each left a vial of blood and went home to enjoy themselves. Two weeks later they returned to meet with Dr. Adler. Jamie was surprised that he was so accepting of their relationship; he told them it was not his place to judge people. He also told them that their genomes—their genetic make-ups were sufficiently different that there was little chance a child of theirs would have a mental or physical problem– only a 1 in 2000 chance. The chance of two random people would be only slightly lower. “You see,” he told them, “there are twenty-three chromosomes plus one of the sex chromosomes—the X or Y—in human gametes. Oh, excuse me, the sperm or the egg. That means there are almost 8.4 million combinations when gametes join to form an embryo, and that’s just for the chromosomes. Each chromosome may have a hundred or more genes which give literally billions of possible combinations. Neither of you carries any genes known to cause birth defects. Had you been the children of an incestuous relationship there might be a significant problem but that isn’t the case. So, I wish you well.” Jamie and Jordan were shocked—they could have children! They left to make their plans—right after celebratory sex. Jamie went off the pill that very day.
They took off the entire Thanksgiving week, missing two days of classes. They traveled all day Sunday, stopping just outside Richmond, Virginia. Early Monday morning they walked into the local Town Hall and applied for a marriage license. They answered a few simple questions, showing their driver’s licenses for identification. Ten minutes later they had their license. All they had to do now was wait for the Magistrate to marry them. They continued to fuck every day but now Jamie wanted Missionary exclusively, holding her legs in the air for fifteen minutes after every coupling so as not to spill even a drop of Jordan’s precious baby making cream.
In mid-December Jordan graduated magna cum laude with a degree in Computer Engineering, intending to start graduate school in the spring semester. His parents and Jenna came from Denver for the ceremony, extremely proud of their son, and their daughter, too. Jordan also accepted a position with a leading software development company with a starting salary that would enable him and Jamie to live extremely comfortably. He was the subject of a bidding war with several Fortune 500 companies bidding furiously for his services. Things only got better when Jamie told Jordan that she was pregnant. All they had to do now was tell their father.
Before they all returned home for the Christmas holiday Jordan decided to break the news. They were in their parents’ hotel suite. Just after putting Jenna to bed Jordan told his parents he had something to tell them. He and Jamie sat together closely on the couch. “Dad…Mom, we need to speak with you and it’s really important. You raised us to love and respect each other and you did a really good job. Jamie and I do love each other. In fact, we are in love with each other. We have been for years and we intend to spend our lives together. We were recently married. We had to lie a little on the license application, pretending to be first cousins, but we are legally married. We know it’s not quote-unquote normal or right, but it is both normal and right for us. We know you have the option of accepting or rejecting us, but either way we will be together. I know I speak for both of us when I say we hope it’s acceptance because we’re still the same people we were only minutes ago. And…we’d like you to know your grandchild and we’d like him or her to know you.”
Jakob and Jessie sat there silent and thinking for several minutes. It was something Jakob had learned from his father. Eventually, he spoke, “Aren’t you taking a terrible chance having a child? Suppose….”
While he hesitated Jordan interrupted, “Dad, we had the same concerns. That’s why we had genetic testing and counseling. They have a great genetics department at the medical school. We met with the head of the department and he assured us the chances of having a ‘problem’ child are only minimally greater than two random people. Jamie went off the pill before we were married and became pregnant right away.”
“When are you due, Jamie?” asked her mother anxiously.
“In August, Mom, about three months after graduation.”
“Well, Jordan, you’ve given your mother and me a great deal to think about. This comes as quite a shock to us and right now I don’t know which way we’ll decide. If you’ll excuse us I think we want to retire now.”
“We understand,” said Jordan and Jamie almost simultaneously. They kissed their parents and left. When they were alone, Jakob asked Jessie if she wanted a drink. “I don’t know about you but I could really use one. Do you remember my asking you about their relationship some years ago?“ He went to make the drinks as Jessie replied, “Yes, I do remember that and if I remember correctly it was during some sensational sex. I have to tell you I’ve had suspicions over the past few years, finding semen on Jamie’s underwear, but I couldn’t prove anything so what could I do? You’re not thinking of throwing them out? I don’t know how I could live without them.”
“Of course not, but I’m willing to make them sweat a bit. Now, what do you say—ready for some fun, Grandma?”
“I’m always ready for you, Grandpa. God, it’s going to take me awhile to get used to being a grandmother.”
Jakob led her by the hand to the bedroom. “Yeah—about thirty seconds,” he laughed just before engaging her in a torrid kiss, a sure prelude to some searing sex.

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Missy Brother and Dad (final)

Missy Brother and Dad (9-10)
It was Sunday. Dad was up and thinking about the hot sounds her heard from his wife’s bedroom last night. He grinned to himself. Sunday night is when he usually went and snuck into Missy room and they fucked good, but now since mom had her own room, she could come to his room and have the big bed to play on.
Missy was up next, she came in and hugged her dad, and kissed his chest. She felt his dick and smiled. She whispered: (“….daddy, I’m gonna get you tonight, I wanna be licked”…) Dad smiled and said back: (“you do?…well I think I have just the tongue to do that for you, little girl.”)
She hugged him and squeezed his dick and said she was off to Jen’s house. Dad left to go golfing for the day. Josh finally woke up and smiled to himself about the thrill of last night. Fucking his mom was the best, hottest thing he’s ever done. God!…. she fucked awesome! Her pussy was like a glove around his dick. Her hands so warm on his butt cheeks, as she squirmed and pulled on them to bring him in tight to her deep pussy. He shook his head to snap himself out of it.
He got dressed and went in and peeked at mom. She lay naked all sprawled out with a content smile on her face. He looked at her hot smooth body and just had to tip toe in and kiss her pussy. Mom smiled and put her hands on his head and moaned a long moan. She pulled him on top of her and squirmed, feeling his rising dick laying across her pussy. She whispered: (“where’s dad”)
Josh said he’s gone golfing for the day, and Missy’s at Jen’s I think. Mom smiled and said: (“..let’s take a shower together…”) Josh was all for that, and they proceeded to the shower. Josh loved seeing his mom naked. He use to try and picture her naked when he was little, and now he could see the real thing. Mom smiled knowing his eyes were feasting her body.
Mom grabbed a robe and Josh put his on. She came in his room just to watch him undress and put his robe on. She was already starting to get wet in her pussy. She led him by the hand and into the bathroom. She sat him down and he watched he slowly take the robe off, teasing him with a slow strip show. She stood him up and took his robe off and fondled his hard dick. In they went. The warm water was a turn on to both of them as they soaped each other up.
She teased him a little. “Oh….can you reach my back Josh?…
Josh, can you soap my legs in the very back…” Poor Josh has the jitters in his dick doing all this touching of his mom. She stood in front of him and smiled as she let the soap suds run down her tits and across her big bush. She soaped Josh up all over and then she pulled him into her wet soapy pussy, and started rubbing her pussy on his dick. Josh was a very happy 17yr old about now.
Mom rubbed her whole body all over him….teasing him, just to watch his eyes feast on her wet soapy body. Mom was enjoy this as much at him. She had never done this with him ever, and it was turning her on more and more by the second. She rinsed them off and they got out to dry off. “Oh Josh, can you dry mommys back off baby?” Josh’s hands trembled as he did it. “Josh, mommy can’t reach way back there, can you dry mommy between her legs Joshie?”
Josh thought:
‘and I thought Missy was a sexy tease, mom’s driving me crazy, god…look at those fucking beautiful big tits! I’m gonna suck on them today, one way or another.’
——————–
Missy went over to Jen’s house and Jen immediately took her in her room and closed the door. Her dad was gone shopping. Jen told her all that happened last night except the final part. Missy was so excited to hear it, and the story got her hot, and a wet pussy.
….Jen continued with the final part….”daddy finally put his tongue deep in me and he licked me so hot, I got mega tingles..(she and Missy giggled )…he wanted to get my pussy wet before we were finally going to fuck. (Missy starts rubbing her pussy)…he licked me so good my pussy got bigger inside. He then got up on me, and pulled my legs up on his shoulders and eased his dick slowly inside me…whew…he was so big…but it felt awesome. I put my arms around him and started fucking with him.
I moaned and he moaned as we fucked a little faster. I took his finger and put it on my clittie, and showed him how to rub it around while we fucked more…I got so hot and so did he, I started losing my breath from the feelings in my pussy, something was cuming and it felt good…we fucked faster as I had to yell….”Daddy…I’m think I’m gonna cum…daddy your making me cum daddy…oh daddy, oh daddy oh, Oh, OH Daddy…fuck me good Daddy…ohhh..I….Oh DADDY!,
and I yelled something and just about blacked out as I felt his hot cum go in and fill my pussy, over and over again, leaking down my butt crack and onto the bed too. He got so red in the face, then growled, he about blacked out too. Something in my pussy squeezed his dick, over and over again….it was so hot and wonderful, I’ll never forget it Missy.
Missy got lost in the story and her fingers were now dripping wet. She stared into space quiet, then shivered and smiled she just had a orgasm in her pussy. Jen asked: “Are you ok?”…Missy sighed and nodded her head. “Wow, Jen, that was so hot, isn’t it fun to fuck your own dad…dad’s are wonderful.” Jen smiled and nodded her head. Missy looked at Jen and asked, if someday her dad might fuck her too? Jen nodded her head and said: “I can make him want to fuck you too, if I want.” Missy and Jen stood up, hugged and felt their pussy’s and kissed hot.
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Josh put on his robe and sat in the living room for a while. Mom walked around slow and sexy in front of him, smiling feeling herself up standing in the doorway. Josh was thinking about chasing her around he house….so….he said: “Mom…I’m com’in to get you, and when I catch you…..” Mom smiled big and started backing up into the hall way…she flashed her open robe at him.
The chase was on!
Josh took off chasing his mom, mom yelled in a high voice…“eeeeee” and ran and hid in dad’s closet. Josh pulled on the sliding door, as she held it shut. Mom was all excited, her heart beating fast. It had been years since she played any games with guys, and it was making her horny, like when she was a young teenager and a boy would chase her and try to feel her up.
Josh forced open the sliding door and mom ran out, but he caught her by the arm as they both laughed and she giggled like a little school girl. He pulled her to him tight and her pussy and his dick rubbed together. Josh pulled her into her bedroom and locked her door. Mom sat on the bed and giggled and said:
“You’ve been a bad little boy, chasing your mom around the house. Come over here, mommy has to spank you. Josh looked at his beautiful mom, her hot body, her big wonderful tits, and said: “First I want to feel and suck on your hot tits,….then maybe…. I’ll let you spank me.” Mom said: “No, you nasty little boy, it’s not nice to feel and suck on your mommy’s tits. That two spankings you get,…. now come to mommy…come here…come on…
Josh smiled and jumped on his mom pushing her down on her back laughing. He put his face in her tits and licked them and sucked them as she started moaning. She reached around and spanked his ass once, then started feeling his butt cheeks. Josh got out of his robe and took hers off too. She moaned louder as he squeezed her tits and sucked her nipples, she fingered his hair and started losing her breath.
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She thought……….
‘oh my god, he can get me so hot so fast, my son is a hot lover, and he’s got the hots for me….his mom.
I just want to lock him away and keep him for ever. I want him all the time now, I get hot just looking at him. Oh god, come to mommy Josh…make mommy feel good like nobody ever has before…I love his big dick in me, I just want it to stay there and fuck me all night long. I want his cum in me now!
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She pulled Josh to her lips and tongue kissed him until Josh moaned, out of breath, She whispered: (“cum in me joshie, cum big in mom, I want your cum in me now…do it…now please!”) Josh quick slid down and licked his mom’s pussy, getting it more wet and then moved up started putting his dick in her…She had waited long enough and started fucking fast and moaning
….’fuck me joshie baby, fuck mom and cum big in me…I want it bad….I….oh god…I ohhhhh, Josh, go deep and shoot your cum in me hard…There!…I’m…oh god…I’m gonna cum so good…. Then Josh yelled and shot a mega load in his mom she would never forget. It filled her pussy instantly and came out the sides as she fucked him fast and …Screamed …”OH YES!!!”…that’s it baby!, cum in mommy …oh my god….and she started shaking all over and locked her body up and climaxed the best one of her whole life.
She sobbed her moans over and over, trying to breathe…her whole body felt like was on fire with the heat….She let her pussy squeeze down on him….and then collapsed with him. They had little jolts….come along and make them both jump and gasp!…then…all quiet as they passed out with Josh’s dick still in her and drifted onto slumber.
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Missy watched Jen’s dad as he hugged Jen. “Well, I’m all done for the day…ahhh.., Oh hi Missy!…come get a hug too.” Missy’s heart jumped. He had never hugged her and she was thrilled. She ran over and hugged him from the front and stood on her tip toes and pushed her pussy into him hard.
He blinked and smiled real big…”Wow, you really know how to hug a man good, Missy, I’d like another one of those.” Jen smiled big and whisper to Missy, (“he’s horny all the time now, give him a pussy wiggle hug!”) Missy took off her shoes and stood on the couch and pulled Jen’s dad to her. Now her pussy lined up perfect with his dick. She lifted up her little skirt and jumped in his arms. She pushed her pussy to his dick and started working it all around his…. getting larger dick.
He had his eyes closed enjoying all this, when Missy kissed him, like a long lost boyfriend. Her warm tongue slipped into his shocked mouth and dance around his tongue. He wasn’t expecting this. He wasn’t sure what to do. Jen started hugging him from behind and feeling his butt, and between his legs.
He was being attacked by not one, but two 14yr old girls. He was no match for these two, and down on the couch he went, on top of Missy. Missy clamped on him like a monkey, underneath him.
Jen got on his back feeling his dick and balls between his legs. Jen giggle lying on dad’s back, which made Missy giggle too. Jen’s dad was trying to catch his breath. Jen said: “Daddy, your such a sexy wonderful daddy, we have to rape you!” More giggling from the girls. He was in shock and just mumbled something. “The door is locked, all the blinds are down and you are our prisoner.” Jen said.
He just shook his head and smiled. The girls proceeded to take his clothes off, Missy doing his shirt, belt and pants, Jen pulled his clothes off. Missy took her off her panties and laid his hardon on her pussy as Jen got herself naked on his back.
He thought….
I should stop this but…am I crazy!!! Any guy in the world wouldn’t turn down these sex crazed girls, playing ‘rape my dad’. This Missy is a wild child and she wants to fuck me, oh my I’m a goner with these two. Ok kids, rape the dad and have a little fun.
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Missy was getting so hot for Jen’s dad she called him ’daddy’ too. She scooted down and started sucking his dick and feeling his balls. Jen got off his back, turned and put her legs by her dad’s head, lifted his head and put her pussy right in his mouth.
(she loved to be licked). Jen pulled his hands around to her naked butt. He started licking his own daughter again with Missy sucking him from underneath. Missy started jacking him faster and held his balls tight. Jen started to moan, her fingers rubbing her clit faster now. “Dad”…felt his balls starting to pull up and so did Missy, as she jacked faster, she wanted his cum.
She loved to feel hot cum in her mouth. Dad took one of his hands down to try and reach Missy’s pussy. She raised her pussy up as high as she could for him ….and then she felt his fingers had found her clit. Dad rubbed it real fast as Missy screamed with is dick in her mouth…He unloaded a bucking pumping cum in her mouth, flooding her mouth. She moaned a real long moan and kept swallowing all she could. Jen pulled Dad’s head tight to her shaking pussy and let go with a squirt as she shook and moaned…..’oh god ..daddy…yes, yes, yes….you make me cum so good…oh yessss….oh daddy…..oh daddy……
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Missy still fuck’s her dad, her brother, her mom, Jen and Jen’s dad and more. She’s quite a hot girl. She has 7 boyfriends now. They give her things she wants, cars, money, trips and more.
You might see her sometime, if she’s wearing sunglasses, your safe. If she looks at you eye to eye, and smiles and you get a fast hardon, or if you’re a girl, and you get instantly wet…
Beware! That’s her.
The End…(maybe)

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